Say 'Hi' Harry... Welcome to Your New Life.
Reinc Jaded Harry is born twin of Izuku Midoriya.
Izuku may be a cinnamon roll but his twin was pure pit bull.
Izuku is Hero struck but his twin is just jaded as fuck.
When both of them were found to be Quirkless and people started turning on them, Izuku put up with it but his twin fought back… with planning and vicious cunning.
He was often heard to say it was a damn good thing he was Quirkless or he’d be the supervillain ruling the fucking world.
(Only his twin knew he was a Reinc. That might have actually counted as a Quirk but who knows? The doctor who gave the verdict of Quirkless gave both boys the creeps and he’s saving up for a second opinion. No way in hell that Doc doesn’t have an agender. He just isn’t sure who is backing it…)
That and ‘just because you have a fucking Quirk, it doesn’t mean Jack unless you can fucking use it yeah?’
‘Kachan’, was one of the first to learn it.
Quirkless or not, Boss was the stronger Alpha, and he put up with shit from NOONE particularly towards his cinnamon roll twin… which didn’t stop him from training every fucking one of them into the ground.
His lil bro wanted to be a Hero? Fine and his twin would make DAMN sure he was ready for it and had connections anywhere he needed.
Their mother was a ball of sunshine. She was just so adorable and positive it was tooth rotting.
He loved her unreservedly and unashamedly.
His brother might be going Hero but he was going Yakuza… or something similar. He needed enough power to support his boy properly...
His little brother, at least, was going into things with open eyes.
Not all Pro Heroes were heroic.
Not all Heroes sought the spotlight. Underground Heroes did just as much to help.
Not all those arrested were villains. Sometimes they were just people lashing out in hurt and anger or trying stupid ways to make themselves feel better.
Even so, Izuku REALLY liked Heroes and had dossiers on all of them he could find information on and studied their moves and how they fought for tips and to find what style would suit him best.
(His twin had heard rumors of Sensei.
A supervillain with the ability to steal the Quirks of others.
If there was one out there who could steal Quirks there was likely someone who could grant them or pass them on or whose Quirk needed someone Quirkless to pass it on too…
All Might’s was looking very promising…)
The three of the class that stuck with Boss when he went Yakuza were Yamato Tsuya or Problem Child and Mori Midori who often caught hell over his girly name and build (Until Boss stepped up his zero tolerance to bullying policy even if his Quirk name didn’t help) or Cry Baby and lastly Ichiraki Nami or Doll Child who liked to dress in Pastel Goth style though her parents were none to accepting.
The Quirk Tags were a private thing between only the members of their group as they pretty much spelled out what the three could do and that needed to remain secret.
On Record, Tsuya’s Quirk made people disregard him for a short period of time when a trigger action or phrase was said.
Midori was able to use his tears to trigger crying in others or control their tears and Nami had only size shift.
Not true of course but finding the true limits of their Quirks took experimentation.
Boss was quite resistant to Quirks. It wasn’t a Quirk itself. He was just resistant, particularly to mental and control-based Quirks.
He, Izuku and the rest of the class were all working on their poison immunities though.
(He was literally able to solve any problem placed before him but reverted temporarily to a child-like form and had no memory of doing so and thus snapped back to himself very confused.
It didn’t trigger if he took the problem on to solve himself which is how he got through most of school math classes so long as he was never called up to the board. Once he figured out what triggered the Quirk, Boss made sure he never was.
He and everyone else as well as there was a skip in the attention span of all but the ones who had presented the problem to him. Like a blip in reality as no recording device or camera ever caught this.
His child self was a primadonna, a brat and a shit of the highest order and needed to be appeased before he would perform and had no memory of his host self. They were like two completely different individuals sharing a body and, as far as the child version was concerned, everyone wanted something from them… except Boss. Boss took care of him when it triggered by accident or gave him a very simple problem to solve so he could switch back as the child mode couldn’t sleep.
Boss took care of him.)
(A delicate kid with weak health who could do things with his tears, induce tears in other people or manipulate and control tears of any sort. What his own tears did depended on his mood. Tears of rage burned. Tears of frustration were bitter and slightly poisonous. Tears of sadness/ sorrow induced sorrow in others. Tears of loneliness turned into little stones that, when placed in certain chemical mixes, exploded. Tears of effort acted as a temporary booster when mixed with a drink. Tears of laughter gave people a temporary high sort of like mimicking a Cheering Charm. Tears of joy had mild healing properties. They worked best when naturally inspired but chemically inspired would work in a pinch.)
(She had size shift, from human to the smallest doll she could find… officially. Like the others, she had hidden components. She was able to temporarily possess dolls, to see through their eyes and hear through their ears. Not just physical dolls either but books, pictures and paintings of dolls too. She heard their ‘voices’ and was always rescuing new ones and fixing them up and then selling them to people they matched with. Her parents didn’t understand her at ALL or accept her.)
A classmate who was one of the biggest instigators of bad behavior towards the twins did so because even though they had a quirk, it was near useless. Their quirk allowed them to identify the food item a person really wanted to eat around when they were hungry… but they couldn’t cook worth a damn. They could only cling to the fact they had a quirk and the twins didn’t. Even though his parents didn’t have high-paying jobs and weren’t anyone special and thus didn’t load them down with expectations, they were still drowning in a massive inferiority complex.
Izuku had been picked up by All Might of all people and his sweet little brother, the most cinnamon roll to EVER be a cinnamon y roll, was earnestly falling into trouble and trying to bring the best out in everyone he met (villains mostly included) but that was his Homeroom teacher and his Hero Patron’s fall out to manage now his twin?
Oh, he was a bad arse mob boss with several Vigilanties and assorted other technical outlaws/ villains due to not being legal, on his payroll.
He ruled his area with an iron fist only occasionally wrapped in silk or velvet and was known for taking in anyone who asked no matter their past, their Quirk or their lack of one. They might not like what they ended up doing but they would be paid for it.
He took care of his own… provided they were loyal. He wasn’t above having the disloyal suborned/ removed.
His people treated their spouses and brats well or were distant from them. He stood no abuse among his own… unless they wanted to get disappeared.
He has no issue with getting his hands dirty or ordering a hit.
His brat, a foundling, wants to be a hero and he has absolutely NO issue with that.
His only requirement is the kid doesn’t half-arse it. If he’s gonna do this, he’s got to do it to utmost… like his uncle.
He doesn’t care what sort of hero he wants to be, vigilante, sidekick, underground, support, daylight, twilight whatever.
He doesn’t even have to be the best. He’s just got to do his best and give it his all.
The people he’s helping or going to help in the future deserve no less… half arsing it will just get people, himself possibly included, killed.
The kid can agree to that. Its the attitude pops has towards all of his people. It’s just more so for his kid.
Deku might be a Pro Hero but he isn’t ashamed of his brother who he knows went into organized crime for his sake even if he doesn’t agree with what he’s doing or how he’s doing things.
They are both still bro con’s to the extreme.