Into the Dekuverse

The Image of the Father

"Aww, that's so cute how Deku-kun uses his experience with other peoples' fathers to try and make up an image!" Ochaco softly said, a slight blush on her cheeks

Someone...who went out their way to provide someting small, like food.

"I bought meat buns, Young Midoriya! Have some, and feel free to share it with your classmates." Toshinori had smiled, close-eyed and wide, handing him a bag filled with steaming buns.

Coughing up blood, Yagi started staring open-mouthed, shock plastered clear on his face.

"Oh dear!" Chiyo laughed, teasing as Toshinori continued to stammer.

Izuku blushed slightly, realising that the first memory had been of All Might.

"Izuku, what do you think of this new shirt I made for Katsuki? Fits him well, don't you think?" Uncle Masaru had asked him, holding up a dark T-shirt with a skull on it.

"Aw, that's so manly! I see Bakubro wear that short all the time!" Kirishima laughed, earning a flustered blonde to explode at his face.

"Hey, it's totally cool Kacchan of the Bakugous!" Denki assured, bumping his shoulder with Katsuki's.

Someone...that gifted him things, small or big.

"Young Midoriya, look what I have composed!" Toshinori exclaimed, buffing up momentarily, before handing him a notebook, filled with information he could scrap up about the One for All holders.

"Hey, that's not a bad idea Toshi, you zygote!" Sorahiko cackled, whacking the blonde as he approved.

"T-thanks, Torino-sensei." Yagi awkwardly chuckled, memories of being beat repeatd.y

"My old man might be a jerk, but if I'm going to master my fire, I'm going to go to the person I know who has the best control of fire."

"Oh- that's me." Shoto says, recognising his own words. Of all the people, he didn't realise he would benefit in building up the image of a father.

A strange feeling arose in Enji's chest at the fact he was part of building up a generic definition of 'father'. He was barely a father, and an even worse one if he was considered, and yet...the fact he had the potential to be better, regardless with considering rankings and titles...

It seemed... different. Promising. Hopeful.

Someone...who guides, and teaches.

'Is that a...How-to Teach for Dummies?'

"Oh, how entertaining!" Nezu cackled, spilling his red tea on the grass, and immediately taking out another cup.

"Deku-kun?" Eri prompted, breaking Izuku out of his prance, and shaking away his embarrassment.

"A father...is someone who's always there for you."

"Here's my number, it's always better to be able to quickly contact my boy, no?"

"Oh my gosh, you cannot tell me the Symbol of Peace can act this cute right now!" Nemuri sighed, dramatically leaning into Shota's side. "Are you telling me that in addition to him fighting villains triple the average size, he could've also been participating in such sweet interactions?! This is an injustice!"

"Well," Nezu started, clapping his paws together, "the idea is not entirely useless! The Symbol of Peace inspiring hope- up close and personal! I'm sure that would be a lovely idea, to be able to show a different aspect of saving. What do you think Yagi-san?"

With a gentle smile on his face, Toshinori did not need to think hard about it at all, as he recalled spending time with his students that soon became family. "Well, that sounds just lovely!"

"Amazing." Nezu agreed, wholeheartedly having predicted such a response.

"Someone who's seen your ups-and-downs."

"I told you you had to stop with the waterworks, didn't I?" Yagi laughed, holding Izuku closer to him, as the grenette bawled into his shoulder.

"It's the same beach that Midoriya cleaned." Jirou realised with a breath, the loop such an obvious sign to how much things had progressed and blossomed.

"Even if not related by blood, they are your family." Izuku finished, witnessing understanding bloom in Eri's eyes.

"Are you my father then, Deku-kun?"

Laughter rang in the audience, accompanied by affectionate coo-ing, whilst Present Mic gave a head pat, in midst of his own chuckling, to make sure Eri knew that there were no ill intentions from any of them.

Spluttering, Izuku laughed, smiling whole-heartedly to make sure Eri knew he wasn't mocking her.

"Well, perhaps I'm too young to be your father, but I'll be your big brother, how's that?"

Breaking into a wide smile, Eri quickly cheered, "Yay!", twirling around while holding Midoriya's hand.

"Aww, this is too cute!" Hagakure melted, while Aoyoma furiously nodded.

"Oui, tout simplement adorable! (Yes, just adorable!)" Yuuga added.

Turning back to Izuku, Eri asked, "Is 'zawa my father then?"

Smiling affectionately, "Yeah, I think he'd be happy if you were his daughter."

Laughing, Nemuri and Yamada poked at Shota, who hid his blush underneath his capture weapon.

"Oh, that makes sense now!" Eri nodded to Other Deku's explanation. "Zawa, will you be my dad?"

"Of course, Eri." Shota responded automatically, not even noticing his own reply.

It was fitting, because in the little family that 1-A had made for themselves, there seemed to be no one better but for the cold, harsh EraserHead to be their father.

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A/N: Woo! And that is the chapter! Hopefully you all enjoyed it, and once again, thank you to @Luigi_Drakonez for the request, and have a Plus Ultra day/night everybody!