Third person pov

Dabi really isn't a very nice person in general. Not appearance or personality wise. His childhood royally screwed him over, his view of things was jaded. His urge for revenge still smoldering deep within him as well, which didn't help things. The issue was that... well, Endeavor had been arrested. It had hit the news just earlier that very day, and it left Dabi wondering what he was supposed to do now. He'd wanted to take down fake heroes, namely his father. But now his father's pedestal had crumbled thanks to Lillian and her willingness to speak out against the flaming asshole. He was at a loss.

He'd agreed to join the League of Villains, but didn't have much else to do otherwise. Honestly, him being a part of the criminal group seemed sort of pointless now. Especially considering they were planning attack on UA's class 1-A and 1-B, and if anything, he owed them. Plus, what good would come from attacking a bunch of teenagers? That Shigaraki fucker was just an idiot who didn't know what moisturizer was. That's essentially all there was to the man. That and video game references, but they weren't going to talk about that.

All that aside, when a vaguely attractive blonde man leaned out of a car in all seriousness and told him to get in if he wanted to live, he didn't see why he shouldn't comply. That was the main point here.

"Everything you need is in the glove compartment." Chad said as they drove. Dabi glanced at the man, wondering who he was. He looked exhausted for one thing, with dark bags under his eyes. He could also use a shave, and was probably a psychopath. Dabi really wasn't one to judge all things considered. While the scarred man prided himself in being relatively sane, which was honestly a surprise, he wasn't too sure how qualified he was to try and figure out whether or not other people were batshit. He knew Shigaraki was, but everyone knew that guy was crazy.

Dabi leaned forward and popped the glove box anyway, eyeing the golden-eyed man. Shockingly enough, it was filled with books. Not what he'd been expecting. He'd braced for... he didn't know. A human foot? A gun? A small grease fire? The guy's car smelt like a fast food joint on speed. He smelt cheap burgers, high-end take out, pie, and- was that gunpowder? He didn't want to know. He was 43% convinced this guy was a murderer. 

"Parenting 101?" Dabi scoffed, raising a brow at the driver. Definitely batshit. If the blonde lost his cool, it was nothing Dabi couldn't handle. He'd just cremate the car and the odd man with it. He was joining the League anyway, seeing as he had nothing better to do with his time.

"Yep." Chad popped the P just to be obnoxious. Dabi pushed down his irritation and urge to burst into flames.

"Any reason why?" Dabi asked, his tone dry and rather bored. Chad thrust his thumb back towards the back seat, and it occurred to Dabi that he should've made sure the probably-insane, vaguely-attractive man was the only one in the car. That would have been the smart thing to do, anyway Mildly alarmed but no willing to show it, he twisted around to see what the guy was referring to. He distantly wondered if maybe he'd made a mistake as his gaze came to rest on just what lie behind him. He'd expected a body, but not this.

Eri gave a bright wave, clutching a water gun close to her chest with her sunglasses propped up on her forehead. Vlad let out a little screech of greeting as well, hunched over awkwardly due to his height. Dabi was frozen, eyes wide and body petrified. There was a small child in the back seat. With a beanie clad, mutant... mutant turkey thing, mixed with several other horrifying beings. He didn't know. He didn't want to know. What the fuck was that thing, and why was it allowed to sit by a little girl?

"What... the actual fuck." 

"Language, fuckface!" Eri sprayed him in the face with her plastic weapon of choice. Dabi was too shocked to be mad.

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"S-So, you're Lillian's friend." Kaminari noted as they made their way through the testing zone. Buildings towered high above them. There was no telling where Nezu was. The guy had called out a few times, but his voice echoed all over the place. The metal pipes didn't help the two teens as their mammalian principal's taunts ricocheted around them ominously. Kaminari was convinced they were going to die. Hitoshi was relatively calm, very relieved he had a decent sense of direction. Neito would suffer in here. 

"That's right." Hitoshi fought down a mischievous grin. Not the time to be terrifying his already spooked teammate. Right? Right. That seemed polite. Not that Hitoshi was particularly nice to people he wasn't close to. But, alas, he knew Lillian was watching and would completely kick his ass if he failed. She was excited to go to summer camp. The bright grin on her face as she bounced into the viewing room to capture him and Shoto in a hug was enough to tell them that. Bakugo seemed relatively satisfied too, though Aizawa was giving him suspicious looks that warded the champagne blonde off somewhat.

"Right, right, cool. Totally cool. She's... uh, nice." Kaminari gulped. Why was he intimidated? Lillian hadn't actually hurt him. She just sent him soda and pictures of... of... he didn't really want to think about it right now, but that was fine. Hitoshi was his partner in this exercise, so they had to work together! He'd scooted by on the written portion of their finals. All that was left was this practical. While it wasn't what he'd expected, that didn't mean he was just going to give up.

"Mhm, I taught her everything she knows." Hitoshi noted mildly, not even flinching when Nezu's cackles reverberated around them, the building before them crashing down and blocking their pathway. Kaminari felt his face pale as Hitoshi gazed patiently at the destruction, clearly waiting for it to settle. He gulped. Just who was this guy, really? Kaminari had seen him around, always with his freckled female classmate whom he was so afraid of, but... but what was he truly like?

"R-Really. What... What do you mean?" Kaminari immediately regretted asking the question. He didn't need to know, nor did he want to. This was a horrible idea. He should have just kept his mouth shut and let Hitoshi navigate them through this hellish maze. The purple-haired teen seemed relatively calm as he climbed through a gaping hole in the building to their left. He trailed after, sweating profusely. 

"Oh, you know. Vines, memes, Cranberry Sprite," Hitoshi turned his gaze to the blonde, head tilting slightly. "Chungus."

Kaminari felt the blood drain from his face, a tremor wracking through his entire body as Hitoshi stared down at him for a moment. The electric blonde held his breath as Hitoshi turned away and began to walk again, feeling oddly turned on but also extremely terrified. The fear easily overtook the lust. Was Kaminari a masochist? He really hoped not, because his heart was truly going to give out at this rate. His brain would fry without his quirk being used.

"O-Oh, really. How interesting." Kaminari cleared his throat. "You said... You said Chungus?"

Kaminari felt the air get sucked right out of lungs as Hitoshi turned to him with a wide grin, his purple eyes practically glowing in the dimly lit space. Nezu's distant snickers surrounded them, traveling from surface to surface, giving the impression that they were coming from every direction. Hitoshi knew this was a bad idea, but he couldn't help himself. Kaminari had asked. It was too late for him. He was a royal idiot for ever starting this conversation. There was no one here to blame but himself.

"I did say Chungus." Hitoshi said nonchalantly. "He always gets what he wants, Kaminari." 

In the viewing room, Lillian, Shoto, Izuku, Bakugo, and Aizawa all watched Kaminari let out a shriek they couldn't hear due to lack of audio before turning tail and rushing off, much to Hitoshi's evident horror if his expression was anything to go off of. Recovery Girl tutted to herself, shaking her head as the blonde stumbled away in a panic. Hitoshi called apologies after him, but also seemed like he was trying not to laugh. Aizawa groaned.

"He's afraid of him too?" Aizawa griped. "Just what did you guys do to the poor kid anyway?"

Everyone turned to Lillian in question. She was the picture of innocence, but Bakugo and Shoto both saw something glimmering in her eyes. Something terrifying, lurking just below the surface. Bakugo wasn't sure if him finding that attractive was a good or bad thing, honestly. He'd table that issue for later. He was best friends with Lillian, so his emotions were displaced. Attraction? No, never. It was a mistake.

"D-Do you remember when Kaminari accused me of being Satan?" Lillian questioned mildly. Irritation flashed across Aizawa's face.

"Yes, how could I forget." The tired man sighed heavily. He hadn't even known Lillian was his daughter at the time, but it had still pissed him off. He was sure Lillian had taken the topic to heart. Maybe they'd done something to him after? Kaminari was afraid before that, however, so that didn't quite line up. Lillian cleared her throat, offering a nervous smile that contrasted painfully against her statement.

"Well," She said mildly, "he wasn't exactly wrong, I suppose."

Bakugo barked out a laugh, and Izuku looked concerned as Lillian continued to radiate smiles and positive energy. Shoto was unfazed, simply nodding. Aizawa stared at his daughter blankly for a moment as she gazed at him with large, doe eyes. She was the definition of disarming. It's why she hadn't been caught until the radio show. Without that publicity, Bakugo doubted her antics towards Kaminari ever would have been uncovered. Even now people didn't realize the extent of it.

"...You really are my kid." Aizawa muttered solemnly, shooting a glance at Bakugo when he realized what he'd just said. Shoto and Izuku just high-fived without looking at one another. While it was pretty obvious Lillian was Aizawa's kid, the confirmation of the theory from the mouth of their teacher still sent spikes of satisfaction shooting through both boys.

"Why the fuck are you looking at me like I just threatened your puppy? I already know." Bakugo scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest defiantly. Lillian snorted, turning her attention back to the screens. Aizawa's face settled into a glower as soon as her gaze was off him, doing the 'I'm watching you' motion with his fingers. It occurred to Bakugo that he probably shouldn't have said anything. Raising himself from best friend would be harder with him interfering. That being said... what did come after best friend?

Huh.

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"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!" Izuku hissed under his breath as another Carolina Smash rushed past the building he and Shoto were crouched in. Rubble and street signs tumbled past, and Todoroki couldn't help but cringe. Being out in that would be a death sentence. If blunt force trauma to the head didn't do them in from all the rocks flying around, they'd at least get totaled by a car or something. Putting vehicles in this simulation was a horrible idea, but it was one that was working in their favor.

"Is blowing him up really the best course of action?" Shoto asked. Izuku barely glanced up as he twisted two wires together, yanking his hand back when the entire contraption sparked threateningly. Shoto held his breath, eyeing it cautiously. If All Might didn't kill them, Izuku's DIY explosive would. Bombs were great and all, but trying to explode the Symbol of Peace seemed redundant.

"We already tried to ice him, and he broke out of that." Izuku sounded extremely distressed. Shoto was tempted to put a hand on his shoulder for comfort, but he was afraid he'd disrupt Izuku and get them both killed. So he instead stayed as quiet as he could manage, watching intensely as Izuku constructed a weapon of war to punt at the world's Number One Hero. Seriously, putting them up against All Might? Whose idea was that? Either someone wanted them dead or... yeah, no, someone just wanted them dead.

"Wait, how do you know how to make a bomb out of a car parts?" Shoto asked, noting that the boy had also managed to put it together in no less than ten minutes. Izuku tensed, pausing in his movements. Shoto waited expectantly, trying to gauge the boy's reaction. Izuku opened his mouth for a moment before closing it again. Shoto's brows furrowed. 

Izuku continued working on the bomb, this time faster. Shoto's eyes narrowed.

"...Izuku... Izuku, how do you know how to make a bomb?"

"It's done!" Izuku chirped out nervously, jumping to his feet and hoisting his creation up with him. "Let's go blow up All Might!"

"Izuku, answer the question!" Shoto called after him, but the freckled boy was already sprinting out the door with the bomb wrapped in his arms. Shoto cursed under his breath and followed, vowing to bring this up later. His lack of a reply was concerning. The half-and-half teen wracked his brain for an answer as they darted down the street like their lives depended on it. They probably did, honestly. All Might would never purposely kill them, but accidents happened! Accidents that involved getting smacked in the face with light posts.

"Aha, there you are! Finally ready to face me, heroes?!" All Might turned to face them with a wide grin on his face as they skidded to a stop a ways away from him. Izuku was breathing heavily, eyes darting from the rickety bomb that could detonate in his arms any second and his idol. Shoto took a deep breath. He could set the bomb on fire and then throw it. Izuku had better strength in his arms and could get it to go further, but it Shoto propelled it with his flames.

"I was born for this; give it to me." Shoto snatched it before Izuku could protest, pushing his doubts aside and holding it over his head. He would make Lillian, Hitoshi, and Neito proud. He'd pass. He'd pass for himself, and for Izuku. "YEET!"

They'd taught him well. They always talked of how memes and vines could give you unmeasureable strength, and it turns out they were correct. While his quirk wasn't powerful in the same way Izuku's was, his fire still propelled the bomb like it was a fiery comet or something of that sort. It absolutely rocketed past the space between them, shocking even Izuku, who seemed paralyzed and unsure of how to process what was happening.

All Might's smile dropped as the flaming contraption flew at him, hitting him square in the chest just as it blew up. Shoto rose a wall of ice to protect himself and his teammate as heat washed towards them, the blinding light produced from the explosion enough to make them clench their eyes shut to avoid the sting. Bits of the street hit the protective barrier Todoroki had put up, but nothing cracked it. Izuku and Shoto looked at one another as silence fell, the faint sound of dust settling going mute after just a moment.

"...Did it work?" Izuku whispered. Shoto shrugged, glancing down at their feet. Izuku followed his gaze, bending down the pick up the pole so he could use it as a weapon if need be. It never hurt to be prepared. Sharing a nod, they both crept around the side of the jagged ice wall to see what damage they'd inflicted. They half expected All Might to surprise them, having not at all been affected by the blow. The sight they were met with almost made Izuku drop his weapon.

All Might was laid out flat on his back, spread eagle and clearly unconscious. He was still in his buffed up form nonetheless. They hesitantly approached. Was this a ruse? Was All Might taking notes from Aizawa? No, he wasn't that good of a teacher. No offense to him, of course. His technique could just use some work. He was too used to being the Number One Hero. He had no real teaching certification.

"...Oh my god, we killed All Might." Shoto whispered out in a panic, bringing his hands up to his face. They were so going to jail. Fuck, Shoto would be seeing his father then. Izuku let out a shuddering breath, eyes blown wide as he and the Todoroki teen shared panicked looks. There was nothing but silence. Why hadn't anyone stopped the exam? All Might was totally down. Buffed up still, but definitely down. Shoto had been right, Izuku shouldn't have-

"I am here!" All Might popped up into a sitting position with a grin and a thumbs up. Shoto jumped back in surprise, and Izuku let out a scream, swing the pole at All Might without even thinking about it. It hit the man's forehead with an audible thwack, a vibration running through the piece of metal as though to prove how hard of a blow it was. Izuku froze, as did Shoto. All Might seemed to still for a moment before they watched his eyes roll back into his head as he tilted backwards once more. Izuku dropped the pole like it had burned him, holding his hands up in surrender as his mentor hit the ground with a thud.

"Reflex! It was a reflex!" Izuku squeaked, eyes wide. Shoto wordlessly snapped one of the cuffs around All Might's ankle.

"Team Midoriya and Todoroki have passed the final!" 

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"You really did it." Rei mused as she brought her coffee up to her lips. It was another thing she'd greatly missed during her time in the hospital. Anything with caffeine was essentially banned, though Natsuo and Fuyumi had snuck her food and drinks from the outside world on plenty of occasions. Now, she didn't have to worry about it. She didn't have to worry about leaving the house, either. The paparazzi were the only real thing she had to worry about, but she'd dyed her hair black just as she'd planned. They would have to know her face pretty well to recognize her now.

"I did." Tsukauchi chuckled bashfully. "I couldn't have done it without your cooperation, so thank you. You did a great thing."

"I should be the one thanking you. You got me a rush divorce, arrested the asshole, and now you've taken me out to coffee." Rei cracked a smile. It seemed surreal. While Endeavor's trial hadn't come up yet, the evidence was damning. He was going away for a very, very long time. Tsukauchi guaranteed at least one life sentence, if not multiple. Anyone else Rei had talked to were sure of the same thing, including the lawyers. It was undeniably comforting. Her husband wasn't getting out of this one.

"You're too kind, Rei." Tsukauchi grinned. "So, what will you do now? With Endeavor off the streets, you can do whatever you want with your life. Shoto and your other kids, too." 

Rei thought about it for a moment. "Well... I suppose there is one thing that would make my week." 

"Really? What is it?" Tsukauchi asked, tilting his head a bit. Rei was an enigmatic woman, clever and witty, and undeserving of the horrors she went through. Rei was too kind to have gone through all that. The world was cruel, but knowing what the woman before him and her kids went through made him feel bitter on the inside. He was just glad it was over. If only he could go back in time and change it sooner. Now that would be nice.

Rei grinned cheekily, "A second coffee date."

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This is really weird but out of literally everyone in BNHA, Tsukauchi is my absolute favorite, even trumping Aizawa. I don't know why. I just adore him with all my heart and soul.

Also, what's this? A r t??

We need more Chad art by the way like for real I need to stop up lmao. I should have a Chad contest.

ALSO for those of you in the Discord chat who are sending art, please send your username with it so I can tag you ;3; Same with Instagram! I you need to send art through Instagram or want to tag me in something or uh... other Instagram stuff, my Instagram is Strawhat_Pirate_

Lillian by Boionoio! This is literally so amazing. I love it so much you have no idea. Thank you so much for this masterpiece. Major meme vines. Chad would be proud. 

Lillian by Cady/AAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHH. Your username is relatable but a bitch because I never autofills like the others (: Kill me. Anyway, thank you so much for this! The detail is so amazing and I just really love it? She's looking so cute ngl.

My dumbass has continuously forgotten to put this one. Or maybe I did put it at some point and forgot, like an idiot. Either way, here it is. This adorable piece of art is by Cellafiche! Its literally so adorable and I love it. I was pretty sure I didn't put it but now I'm totally second guessing myself. It's fine. It's adorable and I love it

Last, but certainly not least, we have Lillian by lazy_apocalypse! Thank you so much for drawing Lillian again. All your illustrations of her are always so spot on and I love switching between them for my wallpaper. They're just so pleasant to look at, so thank you so much for drawing her! It's so good!