“Hi, Pops!” Togata Tomoe said, coming into the office. Like Mirio, she also wore her hero uniform. A black dress, leggings, boots and gloves gave her much more of a doll look. 

 “Hey, Tomoe. Done your own paperwork?” Mirio asked, putting down a pencil.

 “Yep! Everything’s all wrapped up, though you still suck for making me do it as an intern.” Tomoe said, going over to sit on his desk. Mirio snorted.

 “You’re the one who wanted to work here for your second internship. I know Hawks, and your uncle Hanta both offered. So did Fatgum. And Gang Orca. And-“

 “Grand-Rat!” Tomoe beamed. Mirio burst into laughter.

 “Ah yes, grand-rat wants to have his little pup under his paw.” Mirio shook his head. “Make you run through all the mazes.”

 “To get the cheese,” Tomoe agreed seriously. The two snickered a little longer before Tomoe stole some of his papers. “Why are you doing damage reports for Dynamight? I thought you said you'd file a complaint if Jeanist didn’t rein in his dumbass secretaries.” 

 “A favour. Jeanist finally got fed up and is cutting Bakugou loose. Too much damage, along with way too much swearing and bad PR.” Mirio explained. Tomoe hummed, looking at the paperwork before handing it back. “So… why are you hanging around rather than leaving since your intern duties are done.”

 “Grandma and Grandpa are at home, and I’d rather not deal right now.” Tomoe explained. “I mean, I love them! But with Ma pregnant, I’d rather not be involved in that cause Grandma would ask about boys, and I’ll have to repeat I’m gay and then she’ll ask if I thought about kids anyway, and Grandpa would step in, but I’ll still feel weird.”

 “You can blame the Populationist movement for your Grandma even if they went underground a few decades back. She was part of it. She has no issue with gay people, but she’s really focused on kids. Sir helped get her out of the mindset, but she still has some of the thoughts.” Mirio said. “She is way better than she used to be with the idea of normality.” Tomoe hummed, kicking her feet back and forth.

 “Hey, Pops,” she said after a moment. “How did you meet Ma? I mean, your old mentor is Grandpa, but like, I know that he and Grandma didn’t get together until Ma was fourteen, and you’d have already started UA then.” 

 “Well, I didn’t become Sir’s intern until my second year, and I did meet your mom then actually…”

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Sixteen years ago…

 Mirio bounced into the agency. He had been picked!! Picked by Sir Nighteye!! He would be the best intern he could be and prove himself even with his terrible Quirk control!

 Bouncing into the lobby, he spotted Sir Nighteye standing by a secretary's desk where Centipeder was working. Along with him, though, was a green-haired girl carrying a toddler. 

 “Hello!” Mirio said eagerly, walking over. Sir Nighteye nodded at him as the girl turned around and gasped.

 “You! You’re the one with the permeation Quirk! Can you breathe or see while in that mode? What about-“ as the girl rambled, Mirio stared at her in shock at her spiel. Sir Nighteye seemed highly amused, and slowly the teenager felt a grin crossing his face. This girl was smart!

 “Wow! That’s so cool you thought of all of that!” He said after she slowed down. “Do you have an analysis Quirk?”

 “Oh no, I have my uncle’s. He had an energy stockpile Quirk that needed muscle mass, so I’m building my muscle.” The girl explained. 

 “Lemillion,” Sir Nighteye spoke up, and wow, it was so cool hearing his hero name. “This is my daughter Sasaki Izumi and my granddaughter Tomoe. She will be around to analyze your Quirk and for training.”

 “Whoa! Cool!” Mirio said. He didn’t react to her being a mom when she looked young.

 He didn’t know that it put him in a new light for the family.

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 “Wait, that’s it?” Tomoe asked. “That’s how you guys met? Just… that feels so anticlimactic!”

 “Well, it wasn’t anti-cipated I’d fall for her.” Mirio said, waggling eyebrows.

 “… weak.” Tomoe decided. Mirio pouted at her. “But, like, how did you guys fall in love?!”

 “Well… your mother tells it way better.” Mirio mused. “It’s her story. I’m just the handsome trophy husband to her number one hero title.”

 “Can’t you tell me anything?!” Tomoe begged. 

 “A lot of it is very personal to your mother.” Mirio told her. Tomoe sighed and nodded, getting off the desk. “Going to ask?”

 “Why not?” Tomoe said, shrugging. 

 “Have fun, kiddo.” Mirio said. Tomoe waved at her father and walked out of his office. She headed to the changing room to change into her corset-style top and dark jeans. A jacket went over it, though she did also wear a black top under the corset. Her parents didn’t care what she wore but preferred her to dress semi-covered as a teenager. With that, she left the agency.

 It didn’t take long for Tomoe to get home. A thirty-minute train ride, and she was jogging to her house, opening the door to call out her greeting. Pattering feet drew her, and she squatted to catch the small blonde child who threw herself into her arms.

 “Hey, Himi!” Tomoe said, propping the child on her hip. The little girl beamed, flashing her sharp canines.

 “Hi, Tomoe! Grandma and Grandpa left, and Mama is sleeping!” Himiko told her older sister. “Touya and Tenko got into a fight,” Himiko frowned as she mentioned her triplets. “Mama said she would need to speak with the therapist.”

 “Sounds smart,” Tomoe said as she walked into the house fully. She spotted her white-haired and blue-haired brothers giving each other nasty looks when she entered the living room, but her eldest sister was sitting between them. “Hey, Eri,” Tomoe said. “You here for the night?”

 “Oh yes,” the horned girl said. “Mama and Papa insisted.” She shrugged. Tomoe put Himiko down, to the girl’s disappointment, but then she grabbed a doll to start playing. “How was your internship today?”

 “Boring mostly,” Tomoe said. “Lots of paperwork.”

 “When I’m a hero, I won’t do that!” Touya scoffed. 

 “You gotta do paperwork, Touya,” Eri told him. The boy pouted as Tenko snickered.

 “Well, I’m just going to be a streamer!” He declared.

 “I wanna be a taxidermist and make dead animals pretty!” Himiko said. The group burst into laughter as the eight-year-old just beamed.

 Tomoe loved her siblings

-0-

 Togata Izumi was a beautiful woman with long green curly hair that she let her kids play with all the time. In her husband's and children’s opinions, she looked even prettier pregnant.

 “Hello, Tomoe,” Izumi smiled at her daughter. “How are you?” Tomoe had heard her mother awake and gone to see her, leaving her siblings to continue the Mario Party game they’d started. 

 “I’m good, Ma,” Tomoe said as she flopped onto the bed beside her mother. She looked at Izumi thoughtfully. “I asked Pops how you guys met, and he told me but wouldn’t tell me how you guys fell in love. He said it was really your story.”

 “Huh…” Izumi looked thoughtful. “He’s not wrong.”

 “Will you tell me?” Tomoe asked. Izumi sighed.

 “It’s a very long story, baby. And a lot of it is painful.” Izumi paused and then nodded slowly. “Actually, I think you are old enough to know the whole story. It isn’t just a love story after all.” 

 “Really?!” Tomoe asked.

 “Indeed. It’s a story about how I had you and how I became a hero. As well as how the triplets came into my life,” Izumi told her daughter. Tomoe looked eager, so Izumi chuckled before beginning her story. “It started when my mother learned who my father was, around the time I discovered I was pregnant….”

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Notes:

-the basis of this AU is that Inko found out about AFO and went to Sir Nighteye due to his connection to All Might. Sir helps them out, and he falls for Inko. Izumi is pregnant at this time, and Sir learns this. He also sees the not-good relationship with Inko, and through him, they heal. Sir here also ends up latching onto Izumi as an option. He isn’t as toxic as in canon due to also going to therapy to convince Inko.

-Yeah, the triplets are whom you think. Deaged and being raised by the Mirio/Izumi couple. 

-Himiko’s comment is a reference to PastelGlitterPen’s story Building a Family: Through less than legal meals.

-While they pass Izumi off as being the bio kid of Nighteye to protect her, AFO is known to be her dad to her family and to those who need to know.

-Tomoe is 17 here. 

-Sir arranged it so Bakugou was in 1B, which he hated, but like there wasn’t anything he could do. Without his punching bag and the fact, no one liked his attitude, he ended up sort of calming down. Not much and he’s got a big head still. But he does smarten up after Jeanist cuts him. 

As Denki exited the stage, Izuku moved from where he was in the crowd to head through the seats. He jogged down some stairs and headed outside. Outside, Denki already stood, posing for pictures with some kids and other graduates. Upon spotting him, though, Denki jogged over to throw himself at Izuku.

“Iz-Babe! I did it!” He laughed.

“Told you you could!” Izuku replied, hugging the other. Denki pulled away before his hand went into his pocket and pulled out a box. He dropped to one knee, causing the entire crowd to gasp.

“What?!” another graduate yelled as Izuku stared at Denki.

“Izuku, you’ve supported me through this. You helped me get through UA, and you helped me discover that my Quirk counsellor was wrong.” Denki said. “You helped me so much. I was so honoured you accepted my feelings and stayed with me. I just… there are no real words for how much I deeply love you, but I know, I know I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Please-”

Izuku barely let him continue before he threw himself at Denki. “Yes!” the green-haired hero shouted. “Yes, I’ll marry you!”

Denki laughed, wrapping his arms around Izuku and hugging him tightly. The two barely noticed that the crowd around them was going wild; instead, they just focused on each other. At least until two loud whistles sounded from further away. Denki laughed, pulling away from Izuku to wave at Mina and Eijiro, the two coming over.

“Ahhh!!! He said yes?!” Minda squealed, throwing herself at them. She hugged them both as Eijiro pumped a fist into the air.

“So manly!” he laughed. Izuku shook his head with a chuckle as Mina backed off, wiping at her eyes. “You guys actually going to go to the after-party stuff that you were talking about now, Denki?” Eijiro asked. The blonde shook his head.

“Nah, I wanna go home and cuddle my fiance.” Denki smiled at Izuku, who returned it with a laugh, simply happy to be with him.

When the video stopped, Izuku couldn’t help his mouth. “So I was right! Kaminari doesn’t produce the energy. He takes it in!”

“What?!” Denki called out, staring at him. Izuku barely paid attention.

“It makes sense- the overloading is caused by either not making a proper circuit, or he’s taking in too much. If he produced it all himself, then it shouldn’t overload him,” Izuku said. “Adding stuff to his costume should help with the circuit!”

“Oooh, I can think of a few things!” Mei squealed.

Izuku didn’t notice the look of awe on Denki’s face as the blonde stared at him. Denki couldn’t help it- for years, he’d believed that going dumb was just a side effect or that he genuinely was that stupid. But now, he saw a future where he got a master’s degree, where he had a partner who loved him and supported him. Who helped him.

He now fully understood why everyone else fell right in love with Izuku after watching their futures; even Todoroki appeared softer after being given a phone where someone recorded his video.

Izuku ducked under a swipe from another team who tried to take advantage of the fact they were distracted by their talk. He blinked. “Right, battle, rant about Quirks later.” Izuku nodded. “Huh, I wonder if my fascination with Quirks is also because of my actual Quirk now…” he couldn’t help his mutter as the screen above him flickered and landed on a picture of him in the hall during the alarm. He was looking at a tall blonde teen with strange eyes. The video started soon after.

“Thanks for taking the kids again,” Izuku said into the phone as he cooked at the stove, stirring a frying pan. “They’ve missed their mom, so it’s nice you stepped in… uhuh… yeah, talk to you later.” He reached up to remove his cellphone from where he’d tucked it under his ear to end the call, putting the phone on the counter. A taller blonde man came into the picture, grinning.

“Hey, love!” the man said, going to wrap his arms around Izuku’s waist and kiss his cheek.

“Hey Mirio, just checking in on the kids,” Izuku replied. Mirio hummed, propping his chin on the top of Izuku’s head.

“They doing good?”

“Yeah, spending time with their mom.” Izuku shrugged. Mirio suddenly chuckled. “What’s so funny?”

“Just thinking of how utterly confused the media still is about your divorce. It’s like no one has heard of an amicable one.” Mirio replied.

“They just want drama,” Izuku agreed. “Meanwhile, here I am now fully aware that marrying your high school sweetheart doesn’t always work out. The ones who did were like Kaminari and Shinsou or Ashido and Kirishima- and they all worked at it.”

“It’s selfish to be happy you guys didn’t work out,” Mirio sighed. “But I am.”

“It’s not selfish,” Izuku disagreed. “Selfish would have been you trying to date me while I was with her. Instead, you were my friend and helped me through the divorce. You then took two years to ask me out, babe.”

“I suppose,” Mirio sighed. He still looked guilty, however, as Izuku cooked. They stood in the kitchen for a few minutes, Izuku humming under his breath. “Why did you accept my date?” Mirio asked Izuku.

“Well, I did find you attractive, and we’ve been friends for years. You yelled at Sir Nighteye when you learned about how he treated me on our first day of the internship, and I kind of just fell into your orbit.” Izuku told him. Mirio chuckled, unable to help it.

“Sir… is Sir. He deserved that lecture and me leaving the agency until he fully apologized to you.” Mirio announced. “And got therapy for his narcissistic tendencies.”

“Exactly. Those things drew me to you, and then there’s the fact you fully supported me in my divorce. Few others did- people kept claiming we should just get counselling like we hadn’t already tried for three years, they harped on about the kids and so on. You, though, stood with me. You helped me when I was only getting them on weekends, and you helped me when I received primary custody. The kids love you. You never say shit about their mom…” Izuku sighed. “I don’t blame her for being unable to raise them. She never really wanted kids that early but being pressured so much by everyone…”

“Pressure is a huge thing in your life,” Mirio muttered. Izuku stopped cooking to turn around in Mirio’s arms to wrap his own around the taller man.

“It’s in yours too. Pressure of your teachers to get better where no help was really offered. Pressure to accept Tamaki’s feelings despite you not feeling the same way. Pressure to become the next All Might from Sir Nighteye. You might not have really noticed, but it was there.” Izuku squeezed Mirio’s waist. “And that’s another reason I chose you. Because you understand.”

Mirio smiled and leaned down to press his lips to Izuku’s, the two standing there and slowly kissing until Izuku cursed.

“The food!”

Izuku didn’t feel too shocked by the video, even as he noticed wide-eyed stares from the people around him. Sometimes relationships didn’t work out obviously; whoever he married in that timeline just wasn’t right for him. However, he still felt sad that apparently, a relationship he had ended.

The people so far shown in the videos, though, were worried. They saw each other happy with Izuku, would that change at all? And now they heard about other relationships. It felt strange, knowing this. But also comforting- for even in worlds where they did not find love in Izuku, they found it in others. They all still wanted Izuku, though- having seen the love he had for them and they had for him. But it was nice to know that they could find love in others.

Meanwhile, Aizawa got Mic to write down not to let Midoriya go to Nighteye for an internship, disliking the two instances where Nighteye negatively was mentioned in the videos. Of course, it could change, but he would instead just prevent any trauma or emotional hurt the kid would face.

As the screen above Midoriya settled, Aizawa wondered how many more of his students would end up with the problem child. The photo shown above the head of Midoriya was of him and Aoyama at the entrance exam.

Izuku sat in a bar, laughing with some of his former classmates. Kyoka leaned against an older version of Yaoyorozu, while Hitoshi had an arm wrapped around Neito. Next to Izuku sat a blonde man dressed in a white shirt with ruffles on the front, his hair slightly long and styled elegantly. The man leaned his head on Izuku’s shoulder, smiling.

“And so like Mina and me are going: oh, we need to wait for Uraraka. Yuuga here is like, or Shouji, and we’re like yeah.” Kyoka laughed, a grin on her face. “But then, then Izuku comes into the kitchen, and he’s like: oh, what happened? I tell him, and then he goes, I can help. He picks up the freaking fridge without breaking a sweat!!”

“It was very heroic,” Yuuga cooed, kissing Izuku’s cheek as the green-haired man laughed.

“You guys always forget I have super strength.”

“In our limited defence- you don’t look it, dude,” Kyoka told him.

“I mean, you’re not wrong.” Izuku chuckled. His phone buzzed, causing him to pull it of his pocket to check before groaning. “It’s my PR again.”

“Les crétins doivent arrêter d'appeler,” Yuuga muttered, glaring at his phone.

“And this is why I’m happy being underground; I don’t have PR.” Hitoshi declared.

“What’s the problem now- your refusal to work with Bakugou again?” Neito asked.

“It’s about me,” Yuuga replied. “They do not like that Izuku is involved.”

“...You’ve guys been together since third year,” Kyoka said.

“I thought it second?” Yaoyorozu asked in confusion.

“We went on a date in second, yes, but Izuku here began facing a lot of pressure to date someone else. He didn’t wish to date me while dealing with it out of fear it would hurt me.” Yuuga sighed, giving his boyfriend a look.

“Hey, the comments were incredibly cruel.” Izuku muttered. “And now my PR is saying you’re not good enough for me? That’s bullshit.”

“People say I am too much,” Yuuga remarked. Izuku pulled himself away, dropping his phone onto the table. His hands went up to cup Yuuga’s face, and Izuku made his boyfriend look at him.

“All throughout my childhood, people yelled at me to stop muttering. That I was an annoyance, that I should just exist in the background. People liked to forget that Bakugou and his goons were the ones to drag me into the front by bullying me so much. You Yuuga are not too much. You listen to me. You were one of the first people to listen to my muttering and offer ideas. You kept up with it. You love me, and I love you. The rings on our hands are promises to each other.” Izuku smiled. “You are not too much, and my PR can shove it if they think I’ll back down from bragging about your 24/7.” Yuuga smiled at him and leaned forward, kissing Izuku. It drew cheers from their friends, and Hitoshi raised his phone to snap a photo of them kissing.

“So if I posted this complaining about the engaged couple…” Neito asked, stealing Hitoshi’s phone.

“Do it,” Izuku said before Yuuga drew him back into another kiss, earning laughter from their friends.

Izuku felt his face warm at the video and let out a breath, reminding himself- focus on the game and then freak out about everything else. He could not spiral into a panic right then. He just wanted to focus on the game—nothing else.

“Let’s move,” he told his team, snapping them out of watching the screen. Mei activated the jetpack while Hanta got ready with his tape to pull them away.

As they did so, Yuuga stared at Izuku with wide eyes. That speech, seeing someone think he wasn’t too much it filled him with a bubbling sensation as his heart beat faster.

“Je vais courtiser cet homme,” he decided, staring at Izuku.

“I do not speak French,” Minda said in amusement, “but frankly, if it’s about Izuku, may the best person win his heart.”

“Agree,” Mashario said as Hitoshi coughed above them, blushing.

“Do I want into the hero course now?” the purple-haired teen couldn’t help but ask.

“Hell yeah!” Mina cackled as the screen above Izuku’s head twisted to show a photo of him on the first day of UA again, this time next to a floating uniform.

Hagakure Toru, sitting on top of her team, squeaked in surprise.

Izuku smiled as he sat next to what looked like a floating dress, the stomach area of the dress rounded. He placed a hand on the rounded stomach, a grin on his face.

“A few more weeks,” laughed the floating clothing. Izuku chuckled and leaned forward to kiss the stomach he touched.

“I can’t wait,” Izuku said. “Our own kid Toru!”

“I know,” laughed Toru, ruffling Izuku’s hair from the look of Izuku’s hair. “And we also will now be subject to our kid getting hoped up on candy and sent back to us.” She shot Izuku a look that he simply shrugged at.

“No regret. Todoroki and Iida could stand to let their kids eat more candy.” Izuku declared. Toru snorted.

“They are going to give the kid all the candy,” Toru chuckled. She suddenly sighed.

“I don’t like that sigh.” Izuku frowned. “Don’t tell me you’re worrying again.”

“Hard not to Izuku,” Toru murmured. “I really don’t want the kid to have my Quirk.” Izuku hummed, rubbing her stomach.

“I know you don’t- but well, I don’t want them to have my Quirk either. Or my dad’s if it does pass on like he said it might,” Izuku sighed.

“Neither of us wants the kid to have our Quirk; that’s a drastic change from most expecting parents,” Toru joked tiredly. Izuku grinned and leaned forward, pressing a kiss in midair. Toru sighed. “You always know where to kiss.”

“I do because I see you, Toru. I always see you- and if our kid has your Quirk, I’ll make sure I see them. Just like if they have mine, you’ll go to war for them, to make sure that they know they’re loved and accepted.” Izuku said softly.

“And if they have their grandfather’s?” Toru asked.

“Well, then we’ll both fight for them. Any comments will be torn apart.” Izuku smiled. “I love you and our child- I chose you after all.”

Toru’s body moved forward, and Izuku’s lips became smushed looking. They stopped as Toru pulled back, obviously having kissed him.

“And I chose you.” She told him. The couple sat in silence for a second before Toru gasped. Izuku’s eyes widened as he looked down at the dress. A wet spot appeared on the bottom.

“...I am going to get the bag-” Izuku jumped up as Toru started panicking.

“Oh god, shouldn’t I have felt something? Shouldn’t there have been contractions-”

The screen faded off from there, going back to the photos. Izuku’s pale face and freaked-outlook had all the groups politely avoiding his team for a bit. Even Todoroki backed off- seeing that would freak anyone out.

Toru, sitting on Koji, Rikido and Kyoka,freaked-out look needed a second to bury her face into her hands, screaming slightly into her hands. Partly due to the fact her future self seemed to be going into labour, partly because of the speech Izuku did!

“He really hits you in the feels,” Kyoka agreed, looking at the screen in admiration.

“I’ve never had someone say that!” Toru said, shaking her head. “That they chose me, that they see me!”

“Well, you do now,” Rikido said. “Though none of us are giving up.”

“I’d be insulted if you did!” Toru declared, uncaring the cameras caught her alongside the words. “May the best person win, Izuku!”

Izuku, still freaked out, choked at her words as Aizawa groaned. The teacher was not bothered at all by Mic trying to tell him he’d left the intercom on.

“They need to know my pain. I teach these kids- and almost all of them are in the same class as Midoriya.”

“...I will take you out later when your bandages are off to get very drunk.”

“You better.”

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Almost near the end! Last three, in order: Momo, Ochako, Shouji!! This has been a fun ride!

-I kinda went back and forth between the KamiDeku scene and a scene further into the future where Kaminari and Izuku are comforting their eldest daughter who feels dumb because her younger siblings are literal super geniuses. I decided on this because I kinda like the idea of Kaminari seeing this scene, hearing Izuku then talk about his Quirk and BAM. He’s in love.

ALSO. Shoutout to ArissaRuneRaven96- she basically guessed this would happen!!

-Izuku’s ex-wife is up to you guys. But the idea is that they were dating as teenagers and kind of got shoved into a marriage by a lot of pressure from everyone. They had kids early because of this pressure, and eventually they agreed it was better to quit while they were still civil rather then let it fester. Izuku’s wife got custody but found she really struggled with connecting to her kids, leading to Izuku getting full custody. They’re still good friends, and honestly if given time they WOULD have stayed together but society shoved them into it to fast. It led to resentment and anger- which led to them agreeing to divorce rather then end up hating each other.

-Yep, there are other pairings in other worlds! There are lots of various behind the scene pairings that don’t come up- nothing is set in stone here which is what is being proven… which heh, maybe will give Nighteye his wake up call sooner.

-While ya’ll can choose who it was… I did sort of write the bit with Aoyama as Bakugou was the one who Izuku was pressured to date in my mind. Because ‘childhood friends’ and all that. Izuku stood his ground though. Did Bakugou want to date him? No, he didn’t like it either. However, he did not like the idea Izuku picked anyone over him. Superiority complex coming into play here with how utterly not into him Izuku was. The entire thing got messy, and while it bonded Izuku and Aoyama, it destroyed any sort of possible connection Izuku and Bakugou had. Bakugou regrets it thanks to Aizawa kicking him into therapy after all the drama but Izuku is not interested in rebuilding anything thanks to Bakugou apologizing but then doing that.

-I wanted one scene with a pregnant partner, and then I was thinking about how Hagakure might not want an invisible kid and boom.

-Kaminari and Izuku got together after Izuku finally asked Kaminari about his Quirk and learned how wrong his counsellor was. Izuku helped Kaminari with school work and the two discovered that Kaminari did better when it was explained in certain ways. Through this they got closer and fell in love. After the proposal, they decide to elope and get married quickly. Eventually they stumble upon Tomoe and the Twins, taking them in.

-I kinda already explained it but: Izuku confessed to Mirio OFA and everything early on and Mirio was furious enough that he yelled at Sir and left the agency. He took Izuku with him, and they built a strong friendship. Mirio supported Izuku through everything and due to their own stories about feeling the pressure through their lives, they got together after a long time! They’re not married and honestly, Izuku doesn’t want to get married again. Mirio is fully okay with this. He’s the second dad to Izuku’s kids and he’s happy.

-Aoyama and Izuku got together because Aoyama was one of the few who didn’t mind the muttering and enjoyed listening to it. They bonded over this, plus being considered to much and to annoying by their peers. They’re engaged and very happy together- even with Izuku’s PR being assholes.