more cRINGE you say??

tHE SAGA CONTINUES >;D

aLSO

artistic_angst mADE HECKIGN FANART AND HHHHHHH

needless to say i'm dying a bit B) 

aND FOR THIS RANDOM ACT OF MURDER THAT ARTISTIC ANGST HAS COMMITTED I SHALL NOW POST ANOTHER CHAPTER MUHAHAHEAWHS

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I took in a deep breath, hands in my pockets with a hood pulled over my head. My eyes were squeezed shut as I let out a shaky breath before moving onward.

Why in the world did I think taking a walk would be a good idea?

I figured it might've helped me clear my mind, but it only made me overthink even more.

Maybe that's a good thing, the voice not-so-helpfully provided.

I gritted my teeth. Why are you back?

Why are you such a grump? He retorted. Anyways, I'm just saying. Ditch those people you called 'friends' already. They never liked you. You were just a waste of space in their eyes. Someone to be scared of.

Knock it off with that. They care. Though, I wasn't quite sure I believed myself anymore.

Alright, Lover Boy. Until then, I didn't know you could hear an eye roll. I know you're just thinking about that Round-Faced chic or whatever.

A light blush appeared on my cheeks. Stop.

But remember what she said? He continued despite my protests. That she couldn't love someone like you! Y'know, cause you're a villain.

That's not what she said! I replied somewhat angrily.

But that's what she meant and you know it.

Liar.

Truther.

Just stay out of this. Soon enough I'll go back home and get rid of you.

Home? The voice snorted. You mean with the guy that left you to jump off a building? Like he'd want you back after everything you've done with the League. You were just a nuisance in the first place.

I stiffened at the voice's comments. He... Wasn't wrong. Where was I supposed to go? How could I look at a man like that?

Exactly. Now get over yourself already.

I paused for a moment. No. I'll still be a hero.

I don't understand how you can be like this. You've spent your whole life being ridiculed by people, and now you want to protect them? Don't you remember what your life used to be like? Anything?

And, just like that, memories began to shoot through my mind, barely there long enough for me to process them. A splitting headache radiated throughout my skull as I remembered my treatment.

Being told I was useless.

Being told I was a quirkless freak.

Being told I could never be a hero.

Being treated differently from everyone else just because I lacked one thing.

But...

I could still...

The voice seemed ticked off. You're hopeless.

I was about to respond when, suddenly, I heard a familiar voice. I sprung back around the corner, peeking only my head out to see what was going on.

"Any sign of him yet?" All Might asked, looking more tired than I had ever seen him.

Tsukauchi shook his head. "No. But he's been spotted with the League's members on numerous occasions. We have all reason to believe that he's gone back to the villains."

I paled, but strained my ear to continue listening to their conversation.

"I should've known," All Might said, his voice hurt.

My throat felt dry. Should've known what...? That I was going to be a villain...?

"It's unfortunate, but we'll find him soon."

To what? I gritted my teeth. Stick me in jail?

All Might remained silent, causing a sharp pain to shoot through my heart. He... Really doesn't care...

"What if they're forcing him to do this?!" Uraraka piped up after a few words, panicked. My head shot up, a sense of hope renewed in me once I saw her.

"It can't be ruled out as a possibility," Tsukauchi replied, "But we can't discount the idea that he's doing this willingly. As of now, he's being considered as a criminal and will be captured on sight."

My heart squeezed. Please. Please. Please.

Uraraka looked down. "But..."

Aizawa spoke up, putting a hand on the girl's shoulder. "I'm sorry, Uraraka, but this is protocol. We have to consider all possibilities."

Tears began to pool in my eyes. No... Please...

Uraraka nodded.

And all my hopes were shattered.

I was a villain to them... and nothing more.

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-x- Third Person POV -x-

"Any sign of him yet?" All Might asked, pale and tired.

Uraraka, similarly, ran her fingers through her hair, skin pale and fingers shaking.

Tsukauchi shook his head. "No. But he's been spotted with the League's members on numerous occasions. We have all reason to believe that he's gone back to the villains."

"No... He... He couldn't have," she said shakily, though she wasn't quite sure she believed herself. "What if... What if they're forcing him to do this?!" she asked desperately.

"It can't be ruled out as a possibility," Tsukauchi replied, "But we can't discount the idea that he's doing this willingly. As of now, he's being considered as a criminal and will be captured on sight."

Uraraka felt as if she might throw up. "But..."

Aizawa put a hand on her shoulder, causing her to stiffen. "I'm sorry, Uraraka, but this is protocol. We have to consider all possibilities." Despite his need to show strength, though, he was hurt inside, too. He couldn't help but feel as if he should've done more. That it might not be too late.

Uraraka nodded slightly, but still didn't agree with Aizawa's statement. Izuku would never go back. He... He was a hero now. He cared about people. He must've been threatened or something. He-

Suddenly, she remembered what Bakugo had said to him. What she said to him. How she hurt him... Her stomach churned with the thought that it was her fault.

She hadn't helped at all. In fact, she only added to the mess that was going on in Izuku's life. She simply added fuel to the fire. Or, she thought, she might've lit the fire.

"Now, now, Young Uraraka," All Might gave her a smile, though he didn't look much better than her, "Don't be thinking it's your fault."

He, All Might admitted, was a hypocrite. In fact, he was thinking similarly to the girl beside him. It was his fault. He didn't care for him enough. He had been so cold. He had been blind to everything that was happening to him. He should've been there. He gritted his teeth, suppressing a pained look. What kind of hero was he if he couldn't even save one student?

After all, he was the one who told him such an awful thing. That he could never become a hero if he was quirkless. But he could be. He had been wrong.

All Might wholeheartedly believed that Midoriya would push through and become a hero.

And the two weren't alone in their thoughts. Most people felt as if they were to blame. Feeling as if they should've been there, they should've noticed, they should've done anything.

There was no one, though, who felt as bad as a certain blonde. Katsuki Bakugou.

The boy had recently returned to school with the news that his childhood friend had been kidnapped. He remembered how the color drained from his face when he heard, and how his skin felt cold.

He certainly didn't show it, but he felt worse than anyone could imagine. He was just angry. He didn't think anything would come of it. He just wanted to push his anger off on someone else.

But it ended up the same.

He should've changed. He promised to himself back then that he would change. But he got lazy. He allowed himself to return to his old personality, even if it wasn't quite the same. In fact, he was worse. It was his fault, after all, that Izuku had become a villain in the first place. He ignited the fire, and it was raging.

Bakugou wasn't stupid. The villain name 'Deku' was obvious enough to him that he was to blame. He didn't think his childhood friend would go off the rails like that. But he should have worried. And when he finally had a second chance...

He blew it.

It was all Bakugou's fault.

It was all Uraraka's fault.

It was all Aizawa's fault.

It was all Toshinori's fault.

It was all 1A's fault.

It was all their fault.

That he was gone.

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Izuku buried his head in his hands, slouched down against the building. "They really don't care," he whispered to himself, tears pouring down his cheeks. He clenched his teeth. "They don't believe in me..."

His mind began to fill itself with invading thoughts.

He wondered if everything was really his fault.

He wondered - should he be blaming himself like he always had? Was it his fault that people were worried? Was it his fault that he had disappeared? Was it his fault that he had to do these stupid missions? Was it his fault that he was a villain?

Or was it theirs? Did they make him this way?

Who was to blame for all his misfortune?

Was it him?

Or them?

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oh my, look at the time!

cringey message time :DDDD

20-8-5-25-18-5 1-12-12 3-15-14-14-5-3-20-5-4

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