Eveybody has a soulmate, that's just how it is. When you turn 15 you get your soulmate mark (or marks) and start to share your pain with your soulmates. Most people can't wait to find their soulmates but Izuku Midoriya doesn't. If anything he feels bad for whoever ended up with him as their soulmate. Will Izuku's soulmates be able to help him or will they be too late? This is also an omegaverse AU and will work like usual omegaverse stories are with minor changes that will be explained in the explanation chapter. I will not be writing any smut in this book, if there is any smut during the duration of this story (which is unlikely) than it will be skipped and you'll just be aware it happened. I just felt the need to say this here because most omegaverse AUs contain smut.

{KiriBakuDeku Soulmate Au} Izuku was realistic, devoted, and driven. Sure, he knew he had a soulmate, or two soulmates out there, but he couldn't care less. Love got in the way of things, love destroyed things. He's seen it first hand. The green haired, now college student, couldn't lie- whenever a yellow line would appear on his right arm, or a red one on his left appeared... he was more than ecstatic. But that didn't change the fact that love was dangerous. Now here he is, finally getting accepted into the art college of his dreams. Only to find out his soulmates are closer than he thinks. Then he finds out about them... that's when the trouble arises. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Did- did you just throw a banana in front of me?!" Katsuki yelled, narrowing his eyes in complete focus as he tried to catch up to Izuku. "Wait, wait... damn it Kacchan!" Izuku groaned, tossing his controller all while Katsuki did a small dance of victory. Izuku heaved a sigh, reaching behind him on the bed to get his phone. "Awe crap, it's getting late... I gotta go." He sighed, turning his attention back onto Katsuki. The shorter of the two didn't miss the brief look of sadness that crossed Katsuki's features. And for some reason unbeknownst to him it made his heart flutter. Just then, Eijirou came out- in nothing but a pair of basketball shorts and his hair pulled into a low ponytail. "You leaving?" He asked, a small pout forming on his lips. Izuku nodded with a chuckle, pulling his jacket over his shoulders. "Yep! Bye guys." He giggled, turning to look at them one last time before he walked out the door. That's when he froze, it felt as if someone was squeezing his heart when he spotted it. There was a small scar on Eijirou's arm.

Have you ever seen those commercials where people screw up the most simplest of tasks in the most idiotic fashion ever? Yeah, that's basically what happens here. Izuku used to love his birthdays, for they always brought joy to him and his mother, Inko. But after Izuku's 4th birthday it will never be the same, and will only bring tragic memories and a burning determination to get revenge. He won't let anything or anyone get in his way, not even death itself until he accomplishes his goal. What happened to our little cinnamon roll to get him stuck on revenge? What is his goal? What are these tragic memories? Will he die, trying to get revenge? Read on to find out. Warning: Bullying Blood/Gore Fighting Cursing Suicidal thoughts/mentioned/action(cutting) NO smut/lemon Dadzawa Maybe ships? Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia or its characters; it is owned by Kohei Horikoshi. This is my first story, and I might rewrite it in the future might not who knows. Also all art is mine unless stated so. Rankings: #448 in vigilante

I do not own any characters Bakugou isn't the same way. MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING!!!! MENTIONS OF ABUSE, MIGHT CONSIST OF MEMORIES OF SAID EVENS, OR EVEN SCENES OF IT CUTTING SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND ACTIONS POSSIBLE HOMOPHOBIA AND INTERNAL HOMOPHOBIA? Izuku is about 12 or 13. My name is Izuku Midoriya, and this is the story on how I survived. Now, you might think that this should be in different context, but hear me out. When I was little, I grew up with my friend Kacchan, his real name is Katsuki Bakugou, but something changed, he got a quirk, and I didn't. My mom didn't help much, she stood by me but didn't like the idea of me wanting to be a pro hero. Kacchan started to beat me down and became more rude but that never stopped my feelings for him. My dad... He was in our lives but that sad excuse of a father can stay far away. He was sent overseas which I was glad for. He used to hit me. He hated how I didn't have a quirk. He hated how my mom would pay more attention to me than him. Mom never found out. As I grew up, things didn't get better, I ended up getting diagnosed with depression. I didn't tell anyone, the only person that knew was my mom and Kacchan because they were there. But I don't want pity. My mom had me get tested when she saw the cuts one time. I was stupid and wore a loose hoodie. She cried and took anything sharp away but I hid my razors, I ended up getting an appointment with a mental health specialist.

They've been friends for years, they act like they're in a relationship but it's just...platonic.

Dear Journal, He found out today, it all happened so fast. But at the same time. Everything around us froze. You'll never guess what he did, he ki- I was cut off by a slamming door and a upset soda [SLOW UPDATES]