Dreams of Indigo

Chapter Three

A/N: I finally got the strikethrough, sorry there's no real edits 

Warnings: Use of He/They pronouns, lots of swearing, mentions of bully, angst? edginess (i hope not). THERAPY, Brainwashing, Mentions of Transphobia, Self Discovery, Coming out, Illegal actions

Chapter Three: (3rd POV)
Trans rights!- Y/N L/N

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The first time Y/N used their quirk again was sometime after they went on what most people would call a self journey or whatever. Basically after Y/N had made Keitaro cripple himself, they had to confess to their mom about the bullying and the slight trauma caused by their father walking out on them. One thing led to another and he thank the lord ended up in therapy.

After hours of talking with their therapist about the incident and why it happened Y/N was able to recognize that their quirk had the potential to be dangerous but it could also be really helpful and extremely useful for personal gain (the law does not apply to bad bitches). With a new outlook on their quirk ,Y/N started to trust it a little more despite never having used it again.

Fortunately for him Y/N's therapy was not even remotely done there. 10 years of their life was spent building themselves on the idea that they were quirkless and everyone hated them because of it. Receiving a quirk that immediately was used to hurt someone else in a fit of anger does not exactly make all that go away. As dramatic as it sounds Y/N had to learn who he was. He wasn't quirkless, which meant he had to stop being so hard on himself and pushing away anyone who could maybe want to befriend them. Imagine how that went

'I push people away because i'm scared of getting hurt, how cliche'

POV Change

Being enrolled in a new school was stressful but relieving. You were pretty much removed from the toxic environment that allowed you to be bullied, and practically no one at this knew what you did. And you were at the beginning of the stretch of your life where you discover what makes you tick.

Now was the time where you could begin to figure out why you didn't feel like a boy but not really a girl either. At first you thought it was because you were gay. But gay people don't necessarily feel a disconnect from their gender identity. That and sometimes you were attracted to women. You were confused, not blind.

Surprise surprise you actually trusted your therapist so you talked to her about it and she handed you a couple of pamphlets about LGBTQ+ culture and made you feel like a dumbass when she recommended you google some of your problems. 'Why didn't I think of that' you blanched

Google was helpful. Tumblr was not. Note to self avoid micro labelling. But after extensive research you discovered you were non binary. It wasn't that hard to figure out to be honest. There was an obvious disconnect between you and the gender binary enforced by most people around you. And in a world with quirks and mutations people are born all kinds of ways, so being outside of the norm wasn't all that big of a deal unless you were quirkless. Ironic.

Coming out to your mom was scary. But you're a bad bitch and nothing can kill you. Except an anxiety attack and maybe a gun, but that's irrelevant . Your mom didn't really understand the difference between being a gender nonconformist and Non-binary but she loved you so she asked you to explain and be patient with her and you agreed as long as it was obvious that she made an effort. Plus there wasn't much change in pronouns considering you went by he and they pronouns. She really didn't understand how you could be a he but not a boy but the use of a familiar pronoun was welcome.

The official second time you used your quirk you basically brainwashed your entire school. It was for a good cause. Every class year was gathered together and you figured what better time to come out then now.

"I heard a rumor that you all respect trans people and their pronouns. I am Non-binary and go by he/they by the way."

And that was how in your second year of middle school you simultaneously came out, ended transphobia, in your school at least, and encouraged other people to embrace their truths whether it be in that moment or later on (brainwashing cures internal transphobia and sets people on the path to becoming themselves. huh, who knew). You got detention for unauthorized use of your quirk but hey, you were helping people. They should applaud you. You settled for a week's detention and no one contacted the police.

the police may never know what you did, but basically brainwashing the entire student body and the faculty didn't exactly go unnoticed. There was an upside and a downside. The good part being you catching the attention of a certain indigo purple headed first year. What could possibly go wrong to have someone maybe fall in love with idolize you. The bad side is you brainwashed the entire school and maybe now everyone will be weary of what you say. Hooray!! Happy first day of school.