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POLL TIME!

#bnha #tumblr polls #tw spoilers #it's kid afo for me. i'll never get over the punted yoichi panel.

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a/n: ~1.1k worth of a wip. bruce's POV. established past duoholders (because, well, this starts off from the C408 scene after kudou's like "yoichi's will lives in me"). tw for what i can only describe as a 'weird and fucked up power dynamic' between kudou and bruce

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“Leader,” Bruce says, hesitating. “You’re… absolutely sure you felt this way after Yoichi died?” 

Kudou’s eyebrows draw together. His voice is clipped. “Yeah. Why do you ask?”

He wonders if he should heed the tacit warning, and simply accept the situation as it appeared: Yoichi’s blood, absorbed by Kudou, had somehow transferred the dead man’s meta ability. Yoichi had claimed that his brother had forced on him a strength stockpiling ability, but not the instructions on how to access it. The knowledge that it was stuck in Yoichi’s body had been enough for All for One.

Yoichi couldn’t recognize the difference, and both Kudou and Bruce had struggled to explain what it felt like, to have a meta ability. To know how to use it. 

So… for Kudou to articulate discomfort, even when he hadn’t known that his body now housed two meta abilities… Bruce works his jaw. He would be a poor right-hand man to not have noticed the building intimacy between Yoichi and Kudou, but even he knows it’s impolite to pry too deeply into his leader’s bedroom activity.

“Did you have sex with Yoichi?”

Kudou stares at him, hard. Bruce pointedly does not retract his question.

“Is that relevant,” Kudou says.

“Could be,” Bruce responds, striving to sound placid and objective. No judgment could be passed, or else Kudou would clam up for the rest of his life. “We still don’t know how the stockpile meta ability was transferred, or if it had an… incubation period…”

“The meta ability,” Kudou says, rather sharply, “is not a baby.”

“Incubation period can also refer to infections, or disease--”

“It’s not an STI either!”

“But we don’t know that,” Bruce says insistently, miserably. “Leader, you can dress it up as you please, but the fact remains that we don’t know how this works. Meta abilities are barely understood by the medical community, and I’m barely a medical expert. However Yoichi passed his meta ability onto you, it’s on us to figure out how.”

For once, it’s Kudou squirming under attention. He crosses his arms and scowls at the floor, and Bruce is about to resign himself to never raising this topic again when Kudou finally says, “We started having sex a week before he died. We kissed three weeks ago.”

Bruce is going to regret this. He grabs a memo pad and flips it open, starts jotting down notes. “How?”

“What do you mean, ‘how’?”

“Leader, this isn’t the time to be a prude,” Bruce says. This is ridiculous. This is the worst moment of his life. “Who--took in the DNA? Right now, we’re assuming it’s because you got Yoichi’s blood in your mouth that the meta ability passed on. It could’ve happened earlier, if it so happens that--”

“If that’s the case,” Kudou splutters, “then we would have been swapping the meta ability back and forth, alright?!”

“How many times did you have sex with Yoichi? How often? And how, Leader, that’s genuinely important to know. Oral? Anal? Did you use protection?”

The blush on Kudou’s face spreads to his ears as he snaps, “We didn’t have any! It’s not exactly on our priority lists when we raid any of the clinics associated with All for One, Bruce! And we--we switched, alright? In both cases. As for how many times… five? Six? At least twice for--penetrative sex, and the rest were blowjobs and hands.”

“I assumed you guys grabbed condoms for your own use,” Bruce says, blankly. He does not personally have a stash, but he’s aware that Miki and Takahashi are fucking on the side, and the absence of pregnancy isn’t all due to morning-after pills. 

Kudou scoffs under his breath, but doesn’t volunteer any more information. Instead, he falls into a sullen mood, fixing a distant glare at Bruce’s memo pad. Bruce teeters back and forth between maintaining propriety and needing to know, and reluctantly falls on the path of the scientific method.

Blood. Seminal fluid. What else?

“Do you think it’s a one-time transference?” he asks delicately. “Can you replicate it?”

Kudou eyes Bruce. “Because All for One might grab it?”

He shrugs. “That’s one scenario, sure. It’s not like you weren’t already on his kill list, Leader.”

Silence falls between them, which Bruce is inclined to let go, because this conversation has been going downhill faster and faster ever since Kudou attempted to frame Yoichi’s meta ability as an inheritance of will. No, there’s some physical factor here. Bruce didn’t go to medical school for long, but he knows enough that sheer wanting can’t do shit. He scribbles a few notes, half-heartedly.

Digestion. Ingestion? Absorption? The viscera had covered Kudou’s mouth, streaked high over his right eye, and soaked into his hair. Laboratory safety tests had emphasized the need for eye-wash stations; it could be that the meta ability had transferred through that particular access point…

Kudou laughs abruptly, startling Bruce from his train of thought. There is a look on his leader’s face that Bruce cannot decipher.

“Leader?”

“Don’t die on me in the next three weeks, Bruce,” he says cryptically, and stomps forward, bends at the waist, and kisses Bruce, hard. Bruce, too taken aback to even think about pushing Kudou away, parts his lips in shock. The opening leaves Kudou the opportunity to stick his tongue down as well, which is--well. Are kisses supposed to be this wet?

Kudou breaks the kiss as easily as he started it, and growls an order in Bruce’s ear: “Swallow.”

Bruce obeys without thinking twice, blinking rapidly and breathing shallowly. As Kudou steps back, reality reasserts itself. The blue light from the computer screen drains all the fiery aspects of Kudou’s appearance, but Bruce could be colorblind and still associate fire with Kudou.

“Yoichi’s meta ability stays between us,” Kudou says.

“Uh.”

“You’re right to want to know how this works,” his leader gracelessly concedes. “We don’t even know what kind of strength it stockpiles, considering Yoichi wasn’t able to use it.” He wrinkles his nose. “I don’t even know whether I’ve successfully transferred the meta ability. Guess we’ll find out.”

“Wait,” says Bruce. “Wait, how am I supposed to know whether I’ve got it?”

“You’ll feel weird.”

“I feel weird right now!”

“Give it a few hours,” Kudou advises. “I’m gonna radio Miki. Wipe the computer before we go.” He claps Bruce’s shoulder twice, and practically flees the room, hand digging into a side-pocket for the short-wave radio. Bruce wants to shout ‘Coward!’ after him, but the rest of his mind is in overdrive, trying to register baseline standards before his body starts ‘feeling off’, as Kudou started complaining about a week ago.

the 5 + 1 fic where kudou and bruce pass ofa like a hot potato should be titled "you, me, and the ghost of yoichi"

#bnha #what... what is their ship name #oh god. is it really locked in as #brudou #second ofa user #third ofa user #shih.txt #this isn't as cracky as i was hoping for #maybe it would get progressively crackier

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space giiiiirl

#bnha #bless you op

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the 5 + 1 fic where kudou and bruce pass ofa like a hot potato should be titled "you, me, and the ghost of yoichi"

#shihpost #a braver writer would take this concept to the unsanitary limit #'do you think they would've dipped into cannibalism? #do you think they would've wondered where the dna limit stopped? #is it a matter of ingestion or absorption? #when did they learn that it's also a matter of willing it to happen?' #anyways. scene where bruce says 'eat this' and kudou sees TWO strands of hair because one has the follicle and the other is clipped #kudou: ... why are there two #bruce: well either it's a matter of living dna (in which case. the follicle) or it's as simple as keratin #kudou: keratin... like the nails...? #bruce: yes. i imagined hair would be easier to swallow. #kudou: :(

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eepy cat

#dungeon meshi #bless you op

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Happy Fantasy High: Junior Year Premiere to all that celebrate 🤗

#d20 #bless you op #iconic start to fabian's junior year honestly

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All for One and One for All

#bnha #bless you op

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Updated timeline!!!

Fixed some things, made it easier to figure out the sub events, aaaand for anyone who wants a more detailed breakdown you can check out this spreadsheet

For more bnha creative resources (like maps, drawing templates, etc): bit.ly/bnhatemplates

#bnha #reference #me seeing that two heroes lands before the end of summer break: oh hell yeah #melissa can hang out with her deaged uncle AND izuku >:D

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May or may not be obsessed with my own fantasy/mythos au

The winged guardsman and the "rejuvenating" necromancer

#bnha #bless you op

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Shoutout to short divorced kings!!! 🗣️🗣️🗣️

#dungeon meshi #bless you op

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Miss her just want her back

#d20 #bless you op

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Hey!

#bnha #bless you op

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mr chilchuck

#dungeon meshi #bless you op

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they're unreliable narrators

#sw tag #bless you op

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Izuku is a lot easier to draw than All Might 😔

#bnha #bless you op #they're both so cute!!! your little toshinori is wahghhh #the closed mouth smile and guileless eyes... #i really like the shading you did for izuku's hair in the center pic; it's a nice gradient!

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5'0 is tiny. it's lower than the average height for men AND women like. everywhere. tiny

this is my biggest beef with the word 'tiny'. it implies a sort of daintiness. a delicate quality. oh noo we can't do anything to this short person, they're so tiny, oh nooo they're so wispy, we simply have to treat them like fae. no. shoo. some people are 5'0 and can break a red rover line by sprinting full-tilt.

#shihpost #asks #anon

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AFO is tiny he's 5'0

5'0 isn't tiny... I'm 5'0...

#shihpost #asks #anon #simply not entertaining this line of thought #begone from my inbox