A/N: So yeah, this chapter is called Endings. And yes, it is the end of the story! If you guys insist and have suggestions for possible continuations, feel free to let me know, but this is how the story ends for now, and I hope you like it. Anyways, enjoy!

Chapter 14: Endings

A Couple Months Later

Eijirou stroked his chin as he looked at the picture before him. The others were clumped around him in Izuku's living room, looking over each other at the pictures and writing that Izuku and Ochako had put out for them to look at. The last few weeks they had worked tirelessly together to finish up rough drafts of everyone and the story itself. Izuku thought the drawings looked anything but rough and he told Ochako literally every time she had the audacity to say they weren't good. His writing was definitely rough, but he kept that to himself. Ochako tended to get very assertive when he was down on himself.

Right now though, the two of them sat together in the armchair, squeezed in together and gently holding hands out of sight. Every other chair had been pulled up and even then, Mina, Mashirao, and Toru ended up on the floor. The group was over to examine the draft and to see if they would give their blessing to Ochako and Izuku.

"Dude," Eijirou said. He looked up at Izuku and Ochako, his eyes shimmering with tears. The picture in his hand was one of him that Ochako drew; it depicted fantasy-Eijirou, a half-dao who accompanied the heroes on their journey to strike down the demon caller Shigaraki. Fantasy-Eijirou was shirtless, his body partially rocky and stony, and a huge grin on his face. "I look so manly!" Eijirou sobbed out.

"I...thank you?" Ochako said. Izuku laughed and squeezed her hand with joy; one down.

"Though," Eijirou wiped away his tears as he spoke, "I have to say, you did my abs justice. Like damn."

Mina popped up behind Eijirou and gave a wolf whistle as she looked at the picture. "Damn. Like I've seen the real ones, but still. Damn." Mina smirked. "Been thinking about Eijirou much, Ochako?"

Ochako's face turned bright red and she shook her head fervently. "No, no! It just made sense for a fighter, that's all!" Mina raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything else, instead looking between Ochako and Izuku with a grin. She still didn't know the two were officially dating as everyone who knew agreed to give them time before unleashing the ship-goddess, but it was clear she knew something was up.

"Well, thanks a ton either way, Ochako!" Eijriou's grin was as large as any Izuku had seen before. "You made me look amazing."

"I must admit, these are pretty well done," Tenya said, looking at the knight version of him. "I look quite dashing here, though I do notice the changes so that it's not me. Well done. Though, why a knight? Who….is fast?"

Izuku laughed. "Well, I mean, you are pretty law abiding so a knight of the realm made sense, and Tenya, do you remember how fast you were in high school on the track team? You were a running star."

Tenya grinned at that. "I suppose I can't complain there then."

"Did you two seriously make me a bard?" Jirou asked. "Like I mean, damn I look awesome, but a bard? My life isn't just music!" Even through her complaints she was grinning, staring down at her picture.

"Bards aren't just for music," Izuku interjected.

"Yeah, we just thought you were charismatic," Ochako added. "Plus, Jirou, you can fight with music."

Jirou chuckled. "You convinced me. As long as I can blow away a fighter with the power of rock, I'm in."

Denki poked her shoulder and practically shoved his picture in her face. "I'M A FREAKING SUAVE AF SWASHBUCKLER! FUCK YEAH!" He turned to Ochako, eyes sparkling and smile almost as big as Eijirou's. "Did you talk to Jirou for inspiration for this? Because like damn, I know I'm suave but not this good, she probably told you how to make me better huh?"

"Shut the fuck up, you idiot," Jirou growled, a light blush on her face.

"It was actually Deku's idea," Ochako pointed out. Izuku chuckled awkwardly.

"I just remembered how you acted in school with some of the girls and thought that would've been a fun character to write. The design sort of spun out of that." He didn't add the fact that Denki flirting with those girls had always ended in chaos and his character was….much less suave than he thought he was.

The room continued to buzz with activity as everyone took in their characters. Most of them just looked at the pictures, but Momo read her backstory with intent and gave Izuku a soft smile as she finished, mouthing 'Thank you' to him. Shoto looked up at this and fixed Izuku with a strange look. "Did you make my character literally hot and cold? Like evenly divided?"

Izuku chuckled and moved over to squat by his roommate. "I mean, yeah, I thought it would be interesting. Two opposing powers contained in one person."

"And my mother….is an ice fairy."

"Winter Fey, but yeah."

Shoto raised an eyebrow. "I also noticed you made my father a Summer fey."

"Mmhm. I hope you also noticed he was a major dick."

This got Shoto to grin. "Oh, I noticed. Little true to life there, Izuku. But, I can't fault the design. Besides, I see the dramatic appeal to have a vaguely villainous father."

"Vaguely?" Izuku chuckled. "He's an asshole, Shoto. Plus there's your older brother. Things for you will be interesting."

"Do me justice," Shoto said simply. "Though I'm excited to see how it goes. And also, Momo are you my servant or something?"

"Guardian," Momo corrected. "And from what Izuku writes, I'm the competent one."

Shoto leaned back and crossed his arms. "I have magic powers though. I'm literally called the strongest person in the group."

Momo rubbed Shoto's hand and smiled. "Yes, but I'm also the one who helps keep you out of danger when that magic gets to be too much."

"And you have trouble with the fire," Izuku added. "Emotional hang ups, you see."

"Do you punch me in this story?" Shoto asked. "If so, please at least explain why first."

Izuku laughed and shook his head. "Not sure yet, but should I run it by you first before I write that scene?"

Shoto chuckled. "No, let's leave it a surprise, hmm?"

"Deku." Izuku froze and turned to see Katsuki standing over him, holding both his backstory and picture in one hand. "I see you made me some sort of wild man, huh?"

Izuku gulped and stood up. "Uh, yeah. We thought t-that maybe having you be someone who went to the wild to get stronger would be a good character idea."

Katsuki grunted and looked at the picture again. His scowl didn't vanish, but it did soften a little. "And I don't really have magic?"

"You have some, but mostly fire and explosions." Izuku thought for a second his knees were trembling. If Katsuki said no it would suck- his character actually played a larger role than Izuku meant for him to at first, but he worked so well as a foil. "We thought that it would be cool for you to be an awesome fighter who didn't really need to rely on magic."

The blond man grunted again. "You gave me a dragon, too." His eyes narrowed. "I know what you're doing here, Deku. Trying to butter me up make me think my character is awesome." He sighed. "It fucking worked, you scrub. Though I swear to fucking god, Deku, if you kill my dragon you. And. I. Will. Have. WORDS." Katsuki got up close to Izuku's face, scowling, and then backed up, pushing the papers into Izuku's chest. "Thanks, scrub."

Ochako walked up to Izuku and watched Katsuki move back by Eijirou who was comparing with Mashirao their characters. "That...went well?"

Izuku held the papers to his chest and let out a breath he had barely realized he had been holding. "Y-yeah. He seemed happy at least."

"He was almost nice to you," Shoto added from his seat. "I think he liked it a lot. Well done, you two."

"When are you guys going to start writing it for real?" Momo asked.

"We already have," Izuku said, sitting down on the floor near the other couple. Ochako sat down next to him and gently leaned against him. The two of them had become much more comfortable with those small acts of affection, even around others. "We've got maybe like a third of the book written out?"

"More like a half," Ochako corrected. "The main group is gathered, the quest is given, and they've already come away from a conflict with the main villain."

"I forgot we got so much done," Izuku said. "It doesn't feel like we wrote a lot."

"You wrote a lot," Ochako said, chuckling. "I just drew pretty pictures for you."

"They're gorgeous, Ochako! Don't sell yourself short!" Momo held up hers and smiled. "You somehow infuse so much into them!"

"The snow and fire for mine looks amazing," Shoto said. "It's pretty great. Good enough for a cover, I'd say."

Ochako laughed and shook her head. "You're not the main character though, Shoto. You don't get the cover for the first book!"

"Well, who's the main character?"

Izuku blushed as Ochako happily said, "Deku!"

Shoto raised an eyebrow. "Seems a little biased."

"I fought against it but she won out."

"It just makes sense! Yagi passes on One for All, the sword and the power, to Deku after he proves himself a worthy heir, just like how Yagi in real life passed the bookstore and the rights to All Might to you. And Tenya, but Tenya's already a knight." Ochako reached over and grabbed Izuku's hand and gently held it. "Besides, look at him. Deku is totally hero material. Small town boy to hero of the realm! It's a classic."

Izuku sighed but saw Shoto smiling at the two of them. "I get it. Well, those are some big shoes to fill, Izuku."

He opened his mouth to reply but was cut off by a high pitched scream. Everyone's heads whipped around to see Mina staring at Ochako and Izuku with the biggest, shit-eating grin imaginable. "I FUCKING KNEW IT! Ochako how could you not tell me?!" She looked around and realized no one else was that excited. "Guys, how are you not stoked? Look at them! They're so fucking cute!"

"We kinda knew, Mina," Eijirou said, rubbing the back of his neck.

Mina froze and then her smile slowly turned into something much more frozen and almost violent. "How many people knew?" More people raised their hands than Izuku thought actually knew- as far as he was aware, Eijirou, Shoto, Momo, Jirou, Denki, Tsuyu, and Tenya were the only ones who really knew. But Fumikage and Toru both raised their hands, along with Katsuki. Mina looked around and her smile sharpened- that was the only way Izuku could describe it. "And. None. Of. You. Told. Me?"

"It wasn't really our place," Eijirou said. He walked up to Mina and gently put his hands on her shoulders. "Hey, Mina, just breathe?"

"I'm fine." Izuku could hear her teeth grinding from across the room. "EVERYTHING IS FINE."

"Katsuki," Toru said, "how do you know?"

"I'm not a fucking idiot," he said. And that was his entire explanation.

Mina screamed and Eijirou had to hold her back from launching herself at Katsuki, who watched the whole situation with a frown. It took a few minutes but Mina finally calmed down and smiled at Ochako and Izuku in a much less threatening way. "Sorry about that. I'm happy to see you two have finally started dating. Like god, months ago I thought you were two were already fuc-"

"AND gathering over!" Izuku squeaked as Eijirou clapped his hand over Mina's mouth, shutting her up. "Thanks for coming everyone, it was good to see you! Uh, feel free to keep the stories and drawings….yeah, bye!"

There was a smattering of laughter as everyone gathered their stuff and headed out, Mina practically being dragged by Eijirou as she whined that she didn't do anything wrong. It took a bit but soon the apartment was empty of everyone but the three boys, Momo, and Ochako. "Well, I think I should head out as well," Momo said, stretching as she stood up. "I have an exam coming up soon." Shoto stood up and the two hugged before Momo walked to the door. "Thanks again you two! Your drawings are really, truly good, Ochako! I look forward to the book." The couple waved bye, still holding hands despite all the chaos.

Shoto looked around the room and stretched a little. "It's not that late yet so I'm going to go out to the gym. I've been lazy lately. Peace." He walked off to his room and then out of the apartment with his duffel bag.

"And I've got to check up on the final bits of renovations," Tenya said, rushing after Shoto with his usual energy. "Everything must be perfect!" The door slammed shut behind him and Izuku and Ochako were left alone in the apartment.

The two looked at each other and Izuku blushed. "Uh, do you like wanna sit on the couch or something?"

Ochako smiled gently and squeezed his hand. "Sure thing. I could do with a nice mini cuddle if you're okay with that." Izuku nodded and the two of them got up and sat down on the couch, leaning against each other. They didn't let go of their hands the whole time. Ochako leaned her head down on Izuku's shoulder and he put his on her head and the two just sat there, enjoying each other.

"I'm glad today went so well," Izuku said softly. "I really want this book to work."

"It will, Deku," Ochako said. "You know why?" Izuku smiled; he knew what she was trying to do but he decided to play along.

"Why?"

"Because you're a great writer. People will love it!"

"And your art is amazing, Ochako. I'm positive that was the biggest thing that convinced our friends."

Ochako laughed and mover head out from under his. Izuku turned to face her and smiled at her. "You know, we'll just keep doing this for hours if we let ourselves. So I'm calling it here."

Izuku laughed and nodded. "You're probably right." The two grinned at each other and then Izuku noticed how….close her face was. And how cute she was, and how soft those lips looked. They had kissed a couple of times since their first date but each time it made Izuku nervous as all hell. He was about to say something when he noticed how...soft Ochako looked at him. "D-d-do you want to?"

"Yeah," she breathed. "Do y-yo-you?"

"Y-yeah." And that was all they needed. Their lips crashed against each other and Izuku pulled Ochako against him, eager to feel her warmth. She was soft and warm and smelled like vanilla and cinnamon and god she was perfect.

He wasn't quite sure when or how they ended up laying on the couch, their lips separating only a few times so they could catch their breaths. Even during those moments they stayed linked to each other, holding hands or letting their hands roam their bodies. All over the clothes; both were too nervous to try anything else. But making out like they would die if their lips weren't in contact? That was par for the course for them.

When they finally finished, both gasping for air but smiling at each other, Ochako laying on Izuku, it was late. "Do you wanna get something to eat?" Izuku asked, his arms wrapped tight around Ochako.

She laughed and looked down at Izuku. "I'm always up for going out, Deku, but it would help if you let go."

Izuku bit his lip and thought about it for a moment. He really thought hard. "But, see, then I have to let go of you, and that just seems silly."

"It's a little silly," Ochako said, her twinkling eyes betraying her serious tone. "Counterpoint, though, getting food would be pretty nice. And then, when we get back, we can cuddle again."

"That's called cuddling? I can't wait to see what this 'making out' business that Denki keeps talking about is."

"Shut up," Ochako laughed. "Now come on! Let's get food." Izuku sighed and released her with a smile. She got up and offered a hand to him, pulling him up. "You know, I never did say it again," she said softly.

"Say what?"

"I love you." Ochako looked at Izuku, her face red, and he felt his world freeze for a second. But then he smiled back, his heart pounding, and gently took her hands in his.

"You said it that one time already," he said softly. "A time when I really needed to hear it. I know that hasn't changed, Ochako." She smiled softly at him and he leaned forward and gently kissed her lips. "Though, I never said it in person, so here goes nothing. I love you too, Ochako Uraraka."

He could've stayed like that, just leaning against her and holding her hands. Feeling her heartbeat against him, her breaths. But they stepped apart and smiled at each other. She looked radiant, stunning, any other word that meant beautiful and all of them at once.

"I know," she said with a grin. "Now, come on, let's go out."

Izuku Midoriya grinned and followed the love of his life out the door.

Three Years Later

Izuku Midoriya leaned against the front counter of Plus Ultra Books and tapped a pen against his cheek absentmindedly. The cafe connected to the shop was bustling with activity, plenty of people coming and going from the two stores. Quite a few people would buy their books and immediately sit and read in the cafe.

Business was good, really good. Tenya had even allowed himself a couple months off to relax, though Izuku had a feeling that his friend and co-owner would be back sooner than he had said. It was how Tenya worked.

Ikko and Emi still worked at the bookstore, and Izuku was forever grateful to them. They helped the shop stay stable, but even with them, he still felt understaffed. It was probably time to start looking for another couple of workers. It was good luck that Toshinori had bought the building instead of leasing it; that took a few things off of Izuku's mind.

Thinking of his old mentor and boss brought Izuku's attention to the posters hanging nearby. One was an old vintage All Might poster, showing the hero in all his glory, cape billowing in the wind. Izuku had dug it out of his room to hang up as part of the store's memorial to T. Shimura, Toshinori, the man who gave the world All Might.

Next to that poster was one for the latest book in what they called the Akatani Chronicles. It showed Izuku, now called Mikumo Akatani, though Ochako still insisted on nicknaming him Deku, standing against a dark and smoky background. His short sword, Laornofel, the vessel for his power of One for All, was held in front of him, teal flames leaping off of it. Behind Mikumo rose a golden, fiery figure in armor, a great sword on his shoulder. Sir Yagius, the hero All Might and Mikumo's predecessor. The title was below them, in dark purple. Legacies.

Izuku looked at it a lot, recently. It comforted him in a way to see his creation next to All Might. Writing Legacies had been taxing on him, more than he admitted, and even therapy only lessened the pain rather than eliminate it. But, he was glad it was out. People seemed to like it, too, judging by how many copies were swept off the shelf the week it had been released. Katsuki even bought one the first day, though he said it was only for his character and the dragon.

But, sometimes, Izuku looked at the posters and wondered what Toshinori would've thought. Would he have liked what Ochako and Izuku had made? They had gotten his blessing but still, the story had changed a lot over the time and maybe they had fucked up somewhere.

Whenever Izuku thought those thoughts though, he would look behind him at the framed picture hanging behind him. It was Toshinori as he had been, as Izuku knew him; a sick man with the conviction of someone who could move mountains, blue eyes shining bright, his mouth wide in his trademark grin. In many ways, it comforted Izuku, knowing his mentor was still watching over him.

The bell ringed and Izuku looked to the entrance, only to smile as Shoto stepped around the corner, pushing the hood of his sopping wet raincoat off his head. Shoto gave his friend a smile and hung his raincoat up on the large coat rack near the door. "Hey there, Izuku. I see the store's still doing well."

Izuku shrugged. "You know, same old, same old." Shoto chuckled and leaned against the counter, looking around.

"It still amazes me," he said softly. "You two did a lot to this place." He looked back at his friend, his grey eye shining. "He would be proud."

"I hope so," Izuku said softly. He pointedly looked down at Shoto's hand and the simple metal band around his ring finger. "So, when's the wedding? Is that why you're here?"

Shoto chuckled but shook his head. "Not yet, not yet. Just a promise, is all."

"Still can't believe you're engaged," Izuku said.

"Denki and Kyouka are getting married in a couple of months," Shoto pointed out. "Me being engaged is far less of a big deal."

"Fair enough. How is the new place with Momo?"

"Smaller than the old one," Shoto said. "But in that nice way. Close to my mom and Fuyumi so that's a plus, and not too far from Momo's family."

Izuku smiled. "I'm happy for you guys. I really need to swing by and visit."

"We've all been busy," Shoto said. "Momo's working like mad at the school, and I'm working my job along with grad school. You've got the bookstore to manage and writing. Speaking of which, started the next book yet?"

"Sketches and ideas. Too early to start writing for me. I need a breather."

Shoto nodded and looked to the cafe. "I came by to grab Momo an old chem textbook. Think she would care if I grabbed a coffee too?"

"Only if you didn't get her one."

Shoto snorted and nodded. "Yeah, true. I'll be back in a bit then. Coffee first, then book. See ya in a bit, Izuku." Izuku waved as his friend and old roommate walked off to the coffee shop next door.

Things had changed a lot, he thought. Shoto had moved out of the old place to be with Momo in their own place about two years ago; Tenya had pushed Izuku to finally move into Toshinori's place while Tenya got his own, smaller place near the bookstore. It didn't take much time either for Ochako to move in with him. Living in his mentor's old place was weird and hard, but comforting at the same time. It felt like him, like home in the best possible way. Reminded Izuku of why he wrote, of what Toshi had done for him.

It was pretty quiet for a while, everyone finishing up school or working. Once they graduated though, Denki and Kyouka revealed they were engaged. That had been maybe a year ago, probably less though if Izuku remembered correctly. Part of the reason was that Kyouka was pregnant, which caused nothing less of a panic amongst the entire friend group. But, the two of them had been dating for years and years at that point and it just seemed right. Little Michiko was born only a couple of months ago. She had been by the bookstore a few times with Denki and Kyouka; the blonde girl was utterly adorable.

Honestly, Izuku thought, the more things changed, the better they seemed to get.

"Daydreaming?" Izuku turned around to see Ochako standing behind him, smiling. She must have come from upstairs, probably having woken up not too long ago.

"You could say that," Izuku said, smiling back at her. She laughed and gave him a peck on the cheek as she walked by.

"Well, focus so you don't upset any customers. Anyways, I'm heading out to work! I'll see you later, Izuku! Love ya!"

"Love you, too," Izuku said, watching her leave. He never really got tired of looking at her, and she always looked amazing. It was incredibly unfair, he thought, to the rest of humanity. They could just never compare.

"Yo, boss." Izuku turned to see Ikko poking his head out from the back room. "Just a heads up, we got a new box of those YA novels, the Freemont Conspiracy or something like that? Do we need more out front?"

"We should be good," Izuku said. "I'll double check later but just mark that we got them in."

"Aye," Ikko said, throwing off a lazy mock salute, before vanishing back into the back room.

Izuku stretched for a moment, tempted to ask Ikko to come up and watch the register while he grabbed a coffee from next door. The cafe made damn good coffee and he could smell their blueberry muffins. But, he would wait. It was slow enough where he didn't need the caffeine that badly, yet.

Besides, whenever he got tired he pulled out the old drawing Ochako did. Her art had grown and improved with each book, but he never tired of looking at that picture she drew. Mikumo, sword aloft, with All Might behind him.

Izuku thought of the small box he had hidden in his bookcase upstairs, containing a small, simple ring that his mom had given him when he last visited. "Just in case," she had said with a downright devious smile. He had been wondering if it was too soon to ask, or too chaotic of a time. A wedding, a child in the group, and another engagement already announced.

A customer came up, snapping him out of his thoughts, bearing a copy of the first Akatani Chronicles book, Passing the Torch. The girl was maybe sixteen, with a beaten look about her. Life had not been kind to her. But the way she clutched the book made it seem like a life preserver, something keeping her afloat amidst a sea of hardship. Izuku rang the book up and smiled at her. "Have you read this one before?" he asked.

The girl looked up at him and shook her head no. "I, uh, no. I just heard that it was like the All Might books and my friend recommended it."

"The All Might books, huh? That's high praise. Which one of his books was your favorite?" Izuku asked idly as he put the book into a bag, while also pulling out a sheet of paper and writing on it. "Oh, and can I have your name? Just a little thing I like to do for customers sometimes." He gave her his best Toshi smile, which made her...well, not smile, but frown less.

"It's Akiko," she said. "And uh, I'd have to say Downfall, because it has the return of All for One and Nomu and it's such a cool battle. Plus, All Might's determination at the end there was really awesome."

Izuku smiled and finished up the note addressed to her, quickly signing the book as well with it out of view, before passing both to her. "That's a pretty good choice. Personally, I'm a sap so I love the first one, One for All. Just a good read in my opinion. Well, enjoy your book, Akiko. Hope to see you here again." He watched her leave and wondered how long it would take for her to see the note, and his autograph, the same as the author's name on the book. Ochako had convinced him not to use a pen name but to own who he was. Izuku hoped that his autograph made the girl feel better.

Plus, she said his book was like All Might's from what she had heard. That was a huge compliment.

He thought of the ring again as he watched the store, and decided it could wait. It wasn't that he didn't want to marry Ochako; why wouldn't he want to? But, what they had for now was good. They were finding their footing in a chaotic world, making their mark. Making people smile and laugh like Toshinori did. For now, they could just be together without the title or ring. One day, he would ask her.

But for now, Izuku Midoriya was content to be as it was. Sometimes, change wasn't needed for life to be good.

A/N: BOOM. Done. So yeah, that's it! That's the end of this story I started well over a year ago (I think) now, and I hope everyone liked it! Uh, yeah, leave a review, tell me what you thought, yada yada yada, there we go. Just as a heads up, I have a few ideas for fics next; I'm thinking of doing a short story collection of kid fics for My Hero, a fantasy AU (though that would be a long one) for it, and maybe a fantasy fic for Voltron if I want to dip my toes into that. Hell, I might even rewrite my Pokemon fic. Anyways, I'm done for now. Hope you guys enjoyed and I'll see you later!