Izuku: "remain in control..."
*izuku thought to himself as he sat patiently on the taxi. After hours of resting, after spending days hospitalized in a bed, izuku was finally free to go back to his normal life. But izuku didn't go back to building his suits or armor. He didn't go back to making the partical accelerator. He didn't go to spend time with his friends. No. Izuku made a straight line to a taxi and left UA. Instead of running to the location like he usually did, he let someone else take him there, as izuku's mind was a million miles away, remembering the fight. More than remembering really, he was watching it on his phone. Seeing every error, seeing every misstep, seeing how big the gap between him and an actual superhero grew larger and larger with every passing second.*
Izuku: "remain in control."
*izuku repeated himself in his brain as he continued to smile, even when he saw it. The moment that made his hand tremble in nothing but pure anger. The moment then, his opponent threw him into the air. The moment where izuku should've taken off his suit and minimized the damage, but did he do that? No. No, he didn't. He just closed his eyes tightly in fear and did nothing. He allowed himself to be saved by someone else. In a life or death situation, Izuku Midoriya froze in fear. He can make as many excuses as he wants. But in the end, he blinked when the abyss stared back. He ran when he was supposed to fight, and he fucking....*
Taxi driver: ok, we're here. That'll be 35.23
Izuku: Here's a 50. Keep the change
*izuku said with his permanent smile, giving the taxi a closed eye smile as he handed the bill to him and got out, izuku barely heard the man thanking him for the tip, but he nodded as to say that he heard him. Izuku closed the door, and the taxi drove us. Izuku took 20 bucks from his pocket and started to walk, his arms itching in frustration. Feeling as if they were ants crawling up them. He made it the entrance and paid the 20 dollar toll, ignoring the man at the other side and just walking inside the junkyard that used to be a beach.*
Izuku: "remain in control."
*izuku thought to himself, as he crossed his arms, and kept walking with a smile, he started to scratch his arms where he was holding them, to make the ants to calm down, but it only made it worse, he didn't stop scratching through the whole walk, he didn't even noticed that he scratched himself hard enough that he started bleeding a little, not a lot. Just enough that his fingernails were all red, with blood stuck inside of it. He made it to his workshop and walked inside, finally alone he sat down he streamed the video of his phone to his TV, and hit replay to the fight again, and again, and again, each time seeing more errors than before, but no error bigger than when he froze in the air. Izuku's breath started to become faster even though he was sitting down. He felt how his heart started racing inside his chest as his ears started to ring. Izuku's mouth opened up in the form of a scream, but izuku couldn't hear it. But anyone outside could.*
Nejire: Man, you're heavy!!
Izuku: AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!
*izuku screamed as he got up and threw his chair to the TV, breaking it, causing sparks to fly out of it. But izuku didn't stop. He started walking around his lab and destroying anything he could get his hands on, while he continued to scream, sounding more like he was in a great amount of pain. But izuku was too out of it in his crashout to notice as he kept his rampage, destroying anything in sight, as izuku's mask fell completely from his face, and the price was a volatile destruction of everything he worked so hard to build. He didn't stop until he slipped and fell, his back hitting the floor, and shards of glass that was now on it. izuku breathed in and out. Surprisingly, feeling the warm sticky blood escaping his back get stuck to his shirt, keeping him in the moment, and stopping his meltdown, not that it would do a whole lot now. Izuku already destroyed everything. And worst of all, he brought himself unwanted attention.*
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the new Ironman
Fanfiction"you can't, you can't, you can't " izuku has heard that every single day from everyone, from his classmates, to his former friend, to his teachers, from even his own mother. but all of them are gonna learn something, the definition of the human spir...
