FoxxPuff
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Veiled Vigilance by Ever_Dream, FoxxPuff
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
26 Nov 2024
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Izuku Midoriya always wanted to be a hero- but life never goes as planned. Even so, he can still help from the sidelines, right? The support course at UA is better than nothing, and things take a positive turn when he meets a couple of his classmates. Still, when incidents occur, and Midoriya learns of things he never should've been able to access, he can't stand idlily by.
With only snippets of an ever-brewing sinister plot, Izuku, Shinsou, and Hatsume take things into their own hands- for better or for worse. Stories collide, events emerge, and mysteries unfold as this trio slowly uncover what's meant to stay in the shadows.
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Hell is other people. Purgatory is being a twenty something weatherman with the memories of a being a media overlord who had the entirety of Hell wrapped around his finger.
Sent back to his mortal life with a chance to "do it right this time", Vox has a problem. The Angels have installed a patch in his soul: the Pacifist Protocol. If he tries to kill a rival, poison a boss, or throw a punch, he is paralyzed by blinding agony.
He cannot claw his way to the top if he can't use his claws. He needs a loophole.
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Jon enters the Archives with his eyes open, and a better idea of what he's getting into.
A little knowledge can be a dangerous thing.
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- Part 1 of Enlightened Self-Interest
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Alastor considered the eager and rash freshly fallen sinner from the past, the confident one that slaughtered an overlord that very day, hours prior, and the happy television demon that hummed along to music sitting in front of him now.
Somehow, Vox hadn’t lost his eagerness and sincerity with the growth of power and violence over the years; something Alastor oftentimes knew he, himself, had lost sight of, arguably before he had even fallen.
Witnessing such authenticity, such merriment mixed with strategic violence, had Alastor realize the eagerness within himself to continue to witness Vox adapt and evolve. He didn’t need the television demon there, not for power nor entertainment, he simply wanted—longed for—Vox to be by his side for as long as the other was willing.
His eyes softened at the sound of Vox having started to hum happily to the tune of the radio demon’s favorite song. An easy humming that showed care by knowing the melody intimately.
Perhaps it was time for Alastor to finally allow himself to be inundated with want of something for a change.
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Alastor struggles to court Vox when being aroace. Vox is oblivious.
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"For what is a man, what has he got? - If not himself, then he has naught - To say the things he truly feels - And not the words of one who kneels - The record shows I took the blows - And did it my way"
Following the finale, the hotel and the Vees decide to forbid the now-free Alastor and the now-subdued Vox from seeing each other after the stunt they’ve pulled, afraid they’d cause more trouble for hell.
But obsessive hatred runs quite deep, and if the two can’t find a way to ruin each other’s lives in hell, they’d risk everything to find another way in another place.
Somewhere out there exists a universe in which Alastor and Vox are as close in every sense as possible. Geographically, temporally, emotionally. An alternative version of Al and Vincent on Earth in the modern times. One day, they begin to get spontaneously possessed by their demon counterparts, whose plan consists of tormenting each other in their bodies.
Their possessions won’t always be timely consistent, leading to a few teeny-tiny... mishaps.
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Charlie squirmed under the blue light, “Do you feel any empathy at all?” She bit at him.
”Nope. Physically can’t.” Vox didn’t look up from his desk.
”Wait… what do you mean…?”
“I literally cannot express or experience sympathy.” His head swivelled to face away from her, and a panel opened, revealing an older looking device imbedded inside.
”This thing inhibits certain emotions, without it I’d be a crybaby! Kinda like you.”
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”Do you believe that I can be redeemed?” This time, the question was without vitriol, without skepticism, it was genuine.
She took his hand, “I believe anyone can be redeemed.” She meant it just as much as she did the first time.
(In other words: Vox redemption fic WHOOOO! SAD TV MAN HOURS)