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Izuku has been acting strangely ever since the war ended. 

Not that Katsuki can blame him. War has left everyone misshapen: taken things from them, marred their bodies, and robbed them of their innocence. Everyone in Class 1-A has been altered by it. Katsuki catches Jirou crying over her prosthetic ear on the sparring mat; Mina is always half a shade paler pink than she was before; and sometimes, Katsuki will catch Kaminari and Monoma staring at him like they’ve just seen a ghost. Every single one of Katsuki’s classmates are jumpier than they were before, quicker to spring into action, but less likely to laugh. Less likely to goof around in the ways teenagers are supposed to.  

But Izuku seems fine. 

More than fine, really. He’s lost more than anyone, but he’s still going above and beyond to help others. Using precious bits of OFA to reach a near-suicidal Uraraka, visiting Spinner in his jail cell, comforting Todoroki after his brother passes, taking Eri to her quirk-therapy appointments. He laughs like nothing’s wrong. Smiles at everyone encouragingly, assures Katsuki over and over again that he’s alright.

Katsuki knows better than that. 

Any complaints about Izuku’s role as queen are squashed overnight. Seeing him soar through the sky like an avenging goddess seemed to convince most people of his divine right to rule. Some people even seem to think he is a Godstar himself, come down to rain judgement upon Takahashi and his disdain for omegas. Tales spread like wildfire. They call it by all sorts of names: “The Goddess in the Sky” or “The Godstar Queen” or even “The Queen’s Comet.” No one has witnessed such a glorious sight since the days of All Might and quickly it becomes something of a modern legend. Fanciful retellings become popular. Tall tales of how Izuku hitched a ride on a passing comet to return to his true love’s side are immortalized in songs and poems. Statues of Izuku’s likeness are carved and kept as protective talismans. Tapestries depicting him shining amongst the stars are woven. It’s both flattering and a little embarrassing, but Katsuki seems pleased by it.

“I think they like you more than me,” Katsuki teases, as Kirishima and Sero struggle to part the crowd clamoring for their attention. Izuku flushes and bats him off shyly. 

“They only like me because I saved you,” Izuku insists. And then he’s reaching over to fiddle with one of Katsuki’s many fanged necklaces, just for the excuse to touch him. “And my king is very beloved.” 

Katsuki dips in to steal a quick kiss and the crowd all around them bursts into cheers.