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Blood
Blood tasted like rust. Like pressing your head too closely against a pole and getting a taste of the old rusty metal. Blood smells like iron, as if you were walking into the construction site of a building that was abandoned in its skeleton frame, all neat and flaking, reddish-brown rods in organized rectangles.
He remembered reading somewhere that the ability to smell metal could be interpreted as a trait humanity used to track down blood from wounded prey and tribe members.
Except it's all he can see, the overwhelmingly strong smell of iron invades his nose like a bullet train, as he stares at the once clean wooden floors now covered in the dark crimson liquid that flowed from his mothers dead corpse lying lifelessly against the floor.
It was quite, all to quite the only thing you could hear where the shaky panicked breaths coming from the young boy who stands in the middle of this scene before he lets out a blood curdling scream, erupting from his throat as he dashes to his mothers body helpless shaking her in a attempt to wake up this- is just a bad dream right? Moms not gone...she's here alive waiting for me with a big smile...right? RIGHT?!
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Midoriya's eyes burst open as he practically jumps out of his bed, teary eyes looking around frantically , his heart racing at alarming rates. His hands clutch a large amount of hair as he starts pulling on it trying to try and focus on something, anything except his ongoing panic. Breath breath breath breATH BREATH it was just a bad dream, another nightmare clam down DAMMIT.
As his breaths start to even out he takes in his surroundings- he is in a plain room, it doesn't have much in it just a worn out wooden desk that you could tell has been used by the scratch marks on the leg, a medium looking closet opposite of where the table sat. On either side of it you could see two doors one that lead out of the room and another for the bathroom, he is currently sitting on the bed located in the corner of the room. A long sigh escapes his lips, Midoriya is all too familiar with this room, it's his foster parents house and this is 'his' room it's not much but its home?
He got up from the comfort of his now messy bed and made his way to the bathroom on the other side. Splashing some water one himself he looked up to be face to face with his reflection - an unruly mop of green messy hair, pale skin, bags under the eyes, and the obnoxious amount of freckles dusted on his face- to sum it up he looked like the walking dead, but today was special so he had to make himself look at least alive.
He starts to slowly strip himself with the amount of energy he has and enters the shower, ice cold water coming in contact with his formerly warm skin sends shivers down his spine all this in an attempt to wake him up.
Once he gets out he raps a towel around his waist and goes back to the sink to debate whether to brush the mop of green on his head or not- to tame his hair is not an easy task, that's why he gave up on it long ago besides it saves him about 20 minutes of his day so at this point he just goes on to drying his hair and that's all .
Midoriya exits the bathroom and makes way to his closet where he pick one of the neatly folded school uniforms and puts it on, propping himself in front of the mirror in an attempt to tie-a-tie - somehow he manages to make it twice as short and puffy, with a final glance at the mirror he walks up to the door and gets his fluorescent yellow backpack and makes his way out the house taking one last look back he starters his journey to the school of his dreams
"AU here I come"
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A/N Wow ok never thought I would see the day of me being productive man... well shout out to my god Tai (@CANTSTOPTHESHIPS2) who gave me the idea for this AU and @gorillabiscuit , @DA-FUUUUUK for moral support go check out their work out they have talent . Reminder this is the first FanFic I ever made so If you see any mistakes pls point them out I wanna try to make some thing with an ok quality for once in my life, welp try to enjoy this , and if you do tell me so I can make more? <3
welp that's all for now
take a nap
drink some water
And most importantly eat a potato
from this awkward bitch sayonara- Potato/Usagi
-685 words (without the A/N)
-05/29/2021
-Br-17:59
-USA - 16:59
-Eu - 22:59
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Bloody Hearts
FanfictionThis is my first Fnfic no hate pls ➡What if izuku didn't have a quirk but an ability? ➡What if he didn't get All For One ➡What if Inko died and he was left in foster care ➡What if this causes him a fear to posses a quirk? ...
