Summary: Midoriya Izuka's journey to becoming the Number One Hero somehow led to her being the unofficial (?) ruler of the world. Hey, she's not complaining about the peace, she's just extremely confused as to how she got here. (Bakugou Katsuki would like to add that he knows exactly how they got here, Deku is just in extreme denial.)

Tags: BakuDeku, Quirk!Deku, Fem!Deku, Romance/Crack, a series of snapshots

AN: The inspiration for this series came from the many and varied fics portraying Izuku as a pure cinnamon roll no one could resist. (But I'm not complaining please drown me in the cute fluff) Weaponized Cuteness by twilighteve-writes was a particularly large influence, I think. Go check out her fic! It's much better than my trash lmao.

Also I can't finish stories to save my life, so a series of - drabbles? Related oneshots? Vignettes? - is what I'm going to try for now. Welp, let's see how it goes.

On the discovery of Izuka's quirk - by Katsuki, of course

"STOP THAT, YOU FUCKING DEKU!" Katsuki flushed, cheeks hot, as little explosions went off in his hands.

Izuka, while frightened, was rather used to her best friend's random outbursts by now. The explosions were a relatively new thing, only having appeared a week ago, but already he was the most popular boy in the class. Still, even if Katsuki now possessed to power to create explosions literally at the palms of his hands, her best friend hadn't changed too much yet, and she felt rather safe next to him. Thus, she continued to smile, albeit with slightly more uncertainty than before.

"I-I'm not doing anything, Kacchan!" Katsuki would fucking beg to differ, no one could be that cute without doing it on purpose and - were those sparkles…?

"WHAT THE FUCK DEKU I TOLD YOU TO STOP YOU LITTLE -" Katsuki cut himself off, too filled with that all-too-familiar rage and something else to be able to continue in a coherent fashion. Flowers and sparkles were most definitely not something that occurred when normal people smiled, no matter what Izuka said! Something clicked in his brain then, and he wanted to smack his own face, or preferably, her face. Because of course she would have this kind of quirk, of fucking course. He may only be four but he already felt like the world lived to screw him over sometimes. (And all of those times, unsurprisingly, were related to Izuka in some way. Damn Deku.)

Izuka was still staring at him with that stupid smile on her face, and Katsuki couldn't help but flush again. "Come on," he grumbled half-heartedly, grabbing her wrist. "Let's show that old hag and your mom."

Midoriya Inko and Bakugou Mitsuki were gossiping about their children when Katsuki burst into the room, forcibly dragging a rather bewildered Izuka behind him. This wasn't out of the ordinary, far from it actually, and thus they merely continued their gossiping after a brief glance up.

"Old hag! I've discovered what the stupid Deku's quirk is!" Katsuki announced.

"WHAT HAVE I SAID ABOUT CALLING ME THAT NAME YOU FUCKING- oh Izuka! You've discovered your quirk? That's great, honey! What is it?" Mitsuki smiled warmly at her. Izuka blushed and looked down at her hands. Katsuki's forehead pulsed with irritation.

"Uhm it was actually-"

"I SAID I DISCOVERED IT! ARE YOU HARD OF HEARING NOW TOO?" Katsuki interrupted. Mitsuki's forehead pulsed in irritation as well, reaching over to smack him in the head.

"YOU RUDE BRAT! WHO WOULDN'T BE HARD OF HEARING WITH YOU AS A SON?" She turned to Izuka, all smiles again. "Why don't you show us your quirk, Izuka?"

"I-I don't really know how I don't even really know if it's my quirk but Kacchan thinks it is so it must be right but still I-" Katsuki bopped her on her head.

"You're rambling again, idiot." Though his words were harsh, his tone was gentler than it was normally. "Just smile at them like you smiled at me earlier."

Mitsuki and Inko resisted the urge to squeal at the interactions between their adorable children (well, adorable Izuka. Mitsuki maintained that Katsuki only became adorable by association.) and instead looked at Izuka encouragingly, rather curious as to what kind of quirk required a smile, of all things.

"O-okay." She looked up at the two adults, and with a deep breath, smiled with all the strength she could. As a result, the other three were blinded by the absolute embodiment of cuteness in front of them. Katsuki, despite being aware of what was about to occur, was no less affected, and flushed a deep red as he stared at the source of rainbows and sunshine.

"Her quirk," He recovered after a long, silent minute, "is her sheer fucking cuteness."

The squeals that ensued were unholy.