Izuku Midoriya has been gifted with a very random and bizarre quirk that allows him to create coffee out of thin air with the simple wave of his finger tips. Thanks to such a quirk, you can imagine that his dreams to become a hero were crushed in no time by his classmates and peers' constant remarks. Yet in due time, he found peace within himself that allowed a smooth and content course through life. Yet that all changed one evening once he met a sleep deprived man in the city park. What shocked him most of all, was that this strange guy who he presumed to be half dead on a park bench, was in fact offering him a once in a lifetime opportunity to work as an... As an assistant? ~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Or: Aizawa adopts Izuku before All Might can. (This story was adotpted from the lovely @Codename_Deku ) °•°Undergoing Revision°•°

Life was a simple and beautiful thing. You always had a reason to look forward for something the next day as you awoke, but what if you didn't want to wake up the next day? What if life for you was awful and ugly? Izuku Midoriya's life has never been easy. His father left him before he was born, his mother paid very little to no attention to him, his childhood friend bullies him every chance he gets, along with his little pose following after him, he gets called names and picked on by his own teachers and peers, but what if one day he meets certain people he never expected to meet? What if they change his life for the best? 'Is this what happiness and love feels like?' Izuku said to himself as he smiled and closed his eyes taking in a deep breath and letting it go. 'They really changed my life...' ----------- #5 in Kota #1 in midnight #4 in class1a #2 in cafe

This is a Deku vigilante AU(UA backwards, huh?). While this has no real reason, I seem to enjoy these more when browsing WattPad and thought, "why the hell not? Let's do it", and as such I have come to write for your reading pleasure, or displeasure. I am also going to try and write in an only third person view, see how it goes.

What if, and hear me out here, Izuku did something about being 'quirkless'? What if he stood up and said he wasn't going to take shit from anyone? Well . . . I think it might go a little something like this.

"My thanks." He says, smiling back. "What is your name, boy?" "I'm Izuku! Izuku Midoriya, sir!" The boy replies, excited, looking up at him. And Toshinori looks into the unmoving washed out green, into milky white pupils visible behind the mess curly hair, and realizes. The boy is blind. The boy that he distinctly saw dodge a series of fairly quick attacks, light on his feet and clearly used to some kind of training, the boy that had thrown him the bottle at the perfect height and perfect speed, the boy that has easily collected his spilled groceries and orderly put them back into the little plastic bag- The boy. Is blind. ---------------------------- This story belongs to @NohaIjiachi on AO3. This is posted with their full consent, and I don't claim any part of it. I hope you enjoy reading!