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shigarakisbabyy · 1 year

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bkdk nsfw fic I just wrote hehe

Warnings: spanking, biting, praise, oral, face-sitting, anal, multiple org*sms, mating press, top Baku and bottom deku, porn without plot

Word count: 1553

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Kneeling is Izuku’s favorite thing to do. More specifically, kneeling down to suck cock. He even has his own little pillow to put down on the floor so his knees don't get sore. It's not the kneeling Izuku likes the most, but it's what he does when he kneels; he worships his husband. Licks him, sucks him, kisses him, grips him, everything. Kneeling down let's him have that thick cock in his mouth while he holds onto those muscular, meaty things, Katsuki’s hands intertwined in his hair and his praises filling the room.

So, it's not a surprise that Izuku’s doing it once again.

"Ah- ah, fuck-" Katsuki groans, throwing his head back and biting his lip, "Fuckin' hell baby-"

Izuku holds back a smile as he continues his assault. He can feel muscles flexing under his fingertips, tensing and relaxing over and over again like they have a mind of their own. He gazes upwards towards Katsuki, never looking away once from his eyes. It's so hot to feel small and weak beneath his husband, like he's the one who isn't in control, and that anything and everything could happen to him.

He runs his hands over Katsuki’s thighs, then trails them up to grip his ass. For a man who doesn't normally bottom, he has such a huge ass. Izuku can't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

Izuku’s face is shoved down to Katsuki’s pubic bone by huge hands, the entire length of his husbands cock inside Izuku’s throat as Katsuki comes. Katsuki groans and stutters, then takes a deep breath and releases his grip. Izuku swallows immediately.

"Fuck-" He gasps. "That was fucking great."

Izuku’s chest swells with pride. He did a good job. He pleased Katsuki. He was useful.

"Really?" He asks like he doesn't already know he did fantastically. But he wants to hear it again. Please be proud of me, he thinks.

Katsuki nods, then sits down on the floor in front of him. "Mhm. The best."

Izuku tries to hide his smile, but fails. Katsuki laughs through his nose and reaches a hand out, fluffing and stroking Izuku’s hair. "You're really good at it. You got like a sixth sense when it comes to knowing how to suck cock." He kisses him on the forehead.

Izuku giggles. "You're gonna make me blush."

"What, you didn't blush when my cock was in your mouth but now that I'm praising you, you will?"

"Kacchan!"

He laughs, then scoops Izuku up in his arms and lays him on the bed. "I love when you blush. I'll praise you all fuckin day if it gets you to do that."

It's not that hard to get a praise kink fulfilled when Katsuki is your husband. Not hard at all, actually. Katsuki will tell Izuku what a good job he's doing and how awesome and fantastic he is just for getting out of bed in the morning. After a while someone might get used to it and it wouldn't make their knees weak anymore, but not Izuku. No, after searching for Katsuki’s words of approval for so long, his praise will always make his heart race and brain blank.

Katsuki climbs on top of Izuku and kisses and sucks down the side of his face, across his jaw, down his neck, over his chest, until hickeys and bite marks are littered all across Izuku’s freckled upper torso. The little marks Katsuki makes lay claim to what's his; they let everyone know who Izuku belongs to.

Katsuki kisses Izuku’s toned stomach, until he's sucking on the skin over his hips bones and laughing when his legs twitch or he whines. "Sit on my face baby? Please?" He asks, staring up at Izuku with puppy-dog eyes.

Izuku giggles and nods. "Your obsession with my ass is concerning."

He's flipped over and pulled on top of Katsuki, then dragged up until his ass is hovering directly over his waiting mouth. "So fuckin' pretty down here though. Can't help it." He grips Izuku’s cheeks and spreads them apart, then squeezes them. "My favorite."

With an eager and skilled tongue, Katsuki slowly undoes Izuku and remakes him again, over and over and over, until the poor man is whimpering and shaking, gripping at anything he can hold on to and sobs of pleasure wreak though his body like a hurricane. Katsuki never lets up his aggression, each moan and whine spurring him on to ruin Izuku more and more, to destroy him completely. Boys like Izuku were made to be fucked so hard their minds go blank, and by God, Katsuki’s going to fulfill that.

"How you holding up Izu?” Katsuki groans, then dives right back in before Izuku can reply.

Izuku whines and grinds his freckled ass down onto Katsuki’s mouth. "M-more- Please."

Katsuki smirks and grips Izuku’s hips tighter. "Your wish is my command, baby boy."

Katsuki snakes his hand around and grips Izuku’s cock, his thumb trailing over the tip in gentle strokes, collecting all of the dribbled out pre-cum. He starts out slowly at first, gently caressing Izuku’s length, then ups his pace faster and faster until he's working at lightning speed, Izuku shaking above him. His tongue works twice as hard, exploring Izuku’s hole and kissing and sucking the rim with complete abandon.

Whining and thrashing, Izuku cums harder than he ever has before, spurting his load all over Katsuki’s stomach. Dear lord, he thinks he's seeing stars. He got lucky that his soulmate is such a master in bed.

Katsuki doesn't stop. He feels he can't stop, because Izuku’s perfect ass is in his face and all he wants is to keep it there. He grips Izuku’s cheeks and spanks them, spreads them apart, kneads them, and keeps assaulting Izuku’s hole like he needs it to live.

"Kacchan!" Izuku cries out, "Kacchan- fuck- please!"

Izuku tries to squirm away, but Katsuki holds him down steady. Izuku doesn't think he could even move his legs right now if he tried. The overstimulation makes his stomach light up with sparks and shake, until he's cumming all over Katsuki again.

"Kacchan- Kacchan-" Izuku whines, sounding so fucked out and done yet grinding back onto Katsuki’s face, "Kacchan- fuck- I'm gonna- I'm gonna break!"

Katsuki chuckles beneath Izuku. That's exactly what he wants. He wants Izuku pliant and needy for him, blissed out and incapable of coherent thought.

When Izuku cums again, Katsuki decides he's had enough. For now. He lays Izuku down, quivering and eyes glassy with tears, on the bed and kisses him all over his face and down his body, until his face is level with Izuku’s cock.

"Kacchan- can't- can't go a-again," Izuku mumbles, his eyes half shut.

"Mmh, that's too bad." Katsuki spreads Izuku’s legs wide open and pins then back to his shoulders. "I was gonna fuck that ass of yours, but if you really don't want it, I guess I won't."

Izuku whines. He never passes up an opportunity to get railed into oblivion by his husband, no matter how fucked out he is. Screw Katsuki for using his weaknesses against him.

"Mmmmmmh-" Izuku whines, "y-you can..."

"Oh? But I thought you couldn't go again?"

"Please- please fuck me-"

"I don't know baby. I wouldn't want you to break, would I?"

Izuku bites his lip. He knows exactly what Katsuki’s doing. Katsuki wants to hear Izuku beg for him, tell him he needs him and that he can't possibly stop now. He wants Izuku to beg to be broken and used.

"Please- please- fuck me please," Izuku begs,"Need you- need you, please- want you to break me-"

Katsuki smiles wickedly, then slams into Izuku in one thrust. Izuku cums immediately, completely untouched.

"Aw, look how cute you are, cumming just from my cock going in. Wonder what will happen when I start fucking you into the mattress, hmm?"

Katsuki’s pace is brutal, sure to leave bruises in it's wake. Izuku relishes in it. He loves being slammed into so harshly, his prostate being abused and Katsuki’s huge balls slapping against his ass. His cock leaks like a faucet, pre-cum settling in pools over his stomach and mixing with his cum.

"You like when I- fuck- when I fuck you like this?" Katsuki grunts, his grip so tight on Izuku’s legs that it'll surely be sore later.

"Yes! Yes! F-faster please!" Izuku wraps his arms around Katsuki’s neck and tugs their faces together. "Faster!"

Enveloping Izuku in a kiss, Katsuki quickens his already brutal pace tenfold. The insides of Izuku are so heavenly, clenching around Katsuki so beautifully and aching for him. With a groan and gently biting down onto Izuku’s lower lip, Katsuki cums inside Izuku.

Izuku cums as well, for the last time that night. His arms fall down on the bed beside him, his entire body exhausted from cumming so much.

Panting heavily, Katsuki pulls out and gazes down at his beautiful husband, practically fucked to sleep by him. He feels a strong sense of pride swell in him, from the fact he can do this to him. He never has to worry about whether or not Izuku is satisfied in bed.

If this will happen after every time I suck Kacchan’s dick, Izuku thinks, I’m going to do it a lot more often.

#bnha #mha #shigarakisbabyy #my hero academia #izuku midoriya #boku no hero academia #Katsuki bakugo #bkdk #bakudeku #bkdk smut #bakudeku smut #izuku x bakugo

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barid-bel-medar · 1 year

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I wish you would write a fic where...

Bakugou times travel to the Creek incident, well his mind and memories does. This time he swears to do things right with Deku and his peers.

However he makes things much worse when he decides he will be the one to bear the One for All legacy.

Katsuki can never entirely tell where he went wrong.

He'd taken Izuku's hand that day in the creek. He'd tried to keep their friendship the way it had been when they'd been kids, tried to protect Izuku from bullies and teachers. He'd done everything he thought would be the right thing to do and...

And somehow it wasn't.

Somehow all it led to is Izuku slipping away from him, calling him Katsuki instead of Kacchan, of there being a lingering sense of resentment in his friend's eyes (had he overdone it with the protectiveness? What had he done wrong? Even at his worst it the other timeline Izuku had still wanted to be his friend, but here that wasn't working). It is working with his peers! He is having healthier relationship with the extras and will hopefully have healthier relationships with their 1-A classmates!

But somehow that isn't happening with Izuku.

Katsuki takes a deep breath, knowing he has to focus and plan.

Even if he can't really fix things with Izuku, he knows he has to make sure Izuku doesn't take on the responsibility of One For All. The responsibility was too much for the other in the end, and resulted in Izuku almost dying. He can't let that happen again.

(He ignores how in the last fight against Shigaraki he'd almost died, with three pro heroes sacrificing themselves to save him)

"Just need to find All Might and convince him to give me One For All," he mutters to himself. He gets why All Might gave Izuku One For All, but he'd be a better choice for it. He'd be able to do what Izuku had not been able to do, which was kill Shigaraki and All For One. It should be easy!

(He ignores how All For One died due to has final plan to possess Shigaraki failing; that it never needed to happen at Izuku's hands. He ignores how Shigaraki's survival related more to Izuku's correct belief the other could be redeemed.)

After all, Izuku convinced All Might that he was the right choice because he saved someone. That's all he needs to do too! Save someone where All Might can see, and profit!

(The issue at the end of the day is this. Katsuki did not in fact get why All Might gave One For All to Izuku.)

(The issue at the end of the day is Katsuki not realizing he's not the only one who went back in time, and Izuku resents Katsuki for deciding he's the better choice for everything. That at the end of the day Katsuki still doesn't understand it.)

(Katsuki never got what it meant to wield One For All)

(Katsuki never catches All Might's eye.)

(Izuku still does)

(Izuku is still the Ninth User)

(And once more Katsuki resents, because he's always supposed to be the best choice)

#ask game #time travel thing #would probably title this if a real fic #best intentions aren't good enough

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oshiawaseni · 1 year

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How I got the ChatGPT A.I. to admit Katsuki is in love with Izuku

Uhh... My friend has got me onto AI chat recently, and yesterday I was messing around with it, because I wanted to see if I can get A.I chat to come to the conclusion of bkdk canon, if I tell it additional context it doesn't know because it's cut off point is September 2021 and things between bkdk hadn't progressed too far at that point.

One thing to note: it constantly reminds me that it doesn't "have an opinion" it just forms objective analysis on the characters and the events. So I try to evolve this objective analysis as I went along the list of events that lead to Katsuki's death to see if a single detail of it might change it's 'objective analysis' on whether they will become canon.

The AI has a limited ability to use new information you tell it to string together an updated verdict. So that's what I did. And I used more and more details of Katsuki's death to Shigaraki as the context for the question. Because that's what convinced ME BkDk would become canon. As I was telling it details, I felt like I was pretty much only getting knockbacks. Until I finally had a single success. I also asked it the "kiss" question for those invested in a bkdk kiss. :)

However, at the end I did manage to find out why I got that one success, and the response it gave me is CHEFS KISS. So I will try to explain our conversation as best I can with some screenshots. This is long but, hopefully it's an interesting tale to read! This experiment also made me realise A.I. chat is crazy intelligent at communication.

So I got a negatory right off the bat and think: Since it only knows events up until a certain date, maybe I can tell it about some events that happen and see how it views Katsuki's and Izuku's behaviour?

I asked it what chapter it has access to and it said chapter 326. So it at least knows about the bkdk apology. (But it never factors this moment into it's analysis)

It also repeats this line a lot "It's ultimately up to Kohei Horikoshi." Which is true, I should probably try to re-do our conversation at some point and tell it it doesn't need to repeat this point, because it does become repetitive. Depending on your question it'll end it's answer with a "it's up to the reader interpretation." or "it's up to the creator."

I corrected it that it was chapter 322, but it only remembers details you tell it in your current chat. It, as an AI , can't learn from you for it's interactions with others. Oh well. Probably for the best...

"Midoriya forgives him and the two share a hug." This take is interesting. I never really thought about that. For Izuku they very much have a "there's nothing to forgive" dynamic, but in Katsuki exposing himself and letting down his walls, Izuku definitely felt safe enough to let his own walls down too and responded to Katsuki by apologising for his own behaviour, wanting to be close to Kacchan - stumbling towards him as he was passing out.

The anime clearly shows Izuku wanting, or needing a moment of intimacy with Kacchan that he's never had before, and Katsuki feeling the same way, catches him. So maybe there's forgiveness in that, in Izuku realising Katsuki was finally telling him it was okay for Izuku to be by his side, and that he wants him there.

Another way you can make sense of the AI's answer is that Kacchan needed to have Izuku's forgiveness, despite there being nothing to forgive for Izuku. And Izuku senses this, so he steps towards him to hug him or be closer to him and tell him it's all okay, but his fatigue cuts his desires short and Kacchan, noticing those desires, as he notices everything about Izuku *swoon*, holds him up. Yeah. I like that one too! Talking to AI about bkdk is a fun brain exercise, I'm not gonna lie.

I ask the AI if I can tell it more details of bkdk relevant to "will it become canon" and it replies that it will do it's best to provide it's objective analysis as it learns these new details.

It misunderstands some things such as when events happen but I find that kinda irrelevant to what I was doing, so don't mind these mistakes.

Btw, if I cut off the ss early, it's only because it's saying bkdk being canon is still vague/unknown, and the decision is for Horikoshi Kohei. This can be repetitive to read, so I cut it out. Like I said I'll probably re-do this conversation where I fix some of it's errors/clarify my context better.

It's not biting yet, so I tell it to give me an objective analysis considering the new things I say, and it understood this.

Then I test it:

Good, it can recall previous things I've said in the chat.

remain platonic." (Then it goes into another spiel about Hori being the decision maker.)

At least it said it was possible their relationship "could develop into a romantic one." So I gave it a little positive feedback :P

It's answer remains unaffected... so I go further into what happens.

It doesn't bite again. But I like how it says that he feels a sense of responsibility towards Izuku. That pulled on my heart a little bit...

But with my next context everything changes.

Turns out Katsuki getting up to "impress" Izuku was this AI's tipping point. It's got the wrong idea about "protecting Izuku" but it's also not wrong (which I clarify now and again later) Anyway, Katsuki wanting to be strong to impress the Izuku who loves him for never giving up, tipped this AI's scales towards romance, it would seem lol.

I dramatically clarify that Izuku is not at the battlefield, and ask if this changes it's mind about it's previous analysis. Spoiler alert. It doesn't.

I tell it more context about how Izuku isn't in time to save Katsuki and what happens to Katsuki: How his quirk evolution scares AFO inside Shigaraki, and ultimately is the cause of his heart exploding when he takes a blow to his chest. The vision in the white realm. His regret of not getting All Might to sign the card, and his memories of Izuku when he first got it. And the way he died, but I also told the AI that it is assumed he will be brought back to life.

I also mentioned (image count maxed out sorry, so I gotta type this):

"Meanwhile, we have some panels of Katsuki thinking about how much his body hurts, and reminiscing about that being the path Izuku walked down. He reaches out to the reader on the page, thinking the words. "Hey... Izuku... Can I still catch up to you?"

It ignores most of the details I told it here, but just adds in that Katsuki's strong emotional connection gave him determination to keep fighting and his quirk awakening. I really liked that. Because that's how I see it too.

Like when I got to the end of chapter 360, I was reminded of this scene in Sailor Moon S where Usagi is completely beaten but doesn't stop trying to transform into Super Sailor Moon, even though she doesn't have the chalice anymore. That was the first time I realised, this fight between sAFO and Katsuki had a vibe of Sailor Moon. And then that feeling hit me again when Izuku arrived and I made my 367 comparison to Sailor Moon Stars. Since then other bkdks have posted/talked about their own comparisons between BkDk and Sailor Moon/shoujo tropes. It felt very vindicating that others could see this about them too. ^_^

So it doesn't know what direction the series will head in, but it at least acknowledges that these events can be viewed as romantic. That's far better than your average mha fan, if you ask me... LOL

I wonder if I had worded this better and said "exploded heart" It would have gave me a different answer.

Bonus: So for fun just now, after rewording my question (a few times) for clarity, I finally got a pretty relevant response.

Anyway, going back to where we left off, I had just told it about the volume cover... and then I went into the topic of Gentle and La Brava showing up in the manga not long after Katsuki died. I misquoted Gentle (oops!)

So Gentle and La Brava are basically what is known in Japan as a "baka couple" that dotes on each other and describes their love for each other in great amount of detail - what I like about this answer is it's saying that by juxtaposing the baka couple with BkDk, who stay vague and barely define their feelings for each other ever, it highlights the tension and ambiguity going on between bkdk even more. I can also get behind this reasoning for it and add it in my La/Gentle meta. Wow, bot you're helpful!

Bonus: Just now, I tried to fix my mistake and rewote the question again and had to generate it's answer twice for this one. Good Bot! This, I can accept.

This is the only time I've regenerated any answers! I only took it's first answer this whole convo. But out of interest I'll probably regenerate more answers in future to see what other opinions it can formulate about a subject. It probably can come up with a wide range of perspectives, but only focuses on a very limited one for it's answer ^^

I like that it can identify that BkDk are having these same romantic tropes that Gentle/La Brava are talking about. AI Chat is amazing. Moving along...

At this point I'm feeling pretty content with our conversation so far, and I decide to ask it one more controversial question bkdks are quite passionate about:

A decent answer. I interpret this as "It's possible for a kiss, if Hori knows how to pull it off right." So maybe this is good news for BkDk Kiss enthusiasts! I'll be happy with a loving hug or a kiss, I don't mind at all, as long as they're canon at the end! lol :)

And now we come to the very last thing I say to it. I was happy to engage with an AI about bkdk, but something was bothering me.

Over the course of our conversation, the AI has told me "It's up to author." multiple times about whether bkdk will become canon... However, there was one time it said something different, and that my context "further supports the idea that Katsuki has romantic feelings for Izuku."

So I ask it to clarify one more time what it meant by that, and it slowly writes out this response:

WOW. What an answer. It blew my mind. "wants to be the best version of himself for him." This is some impressive stuff! ALSO THE BOT WAS NOW CALLING KATSUKI'S BEHAVIOUR FLIRTATIOUS?

But now I wasn't sure, I've never seen the bot say stuff like this. I wanted to clarify what behaviour it meant. Like whether it had misunderstood something I said about the way Katsuki died. But I had a feeling it was talking about Katsuki's tsundere behaviour! And so I asked it what it meant, and the most amazing thing happened...

The answer was written very slowly compared to before, as if the bot had to scrape a lot of information to form a well written response, and this is what it said!:

WITHOUT MY PROMPTING IT HAD BASICALLY CALLED UPON KATSUKI'S TSUNDERE BEHAVIOUR FOR IZUKU THROUGHOUT THE SHOW

I COULDN'T BELIEVE MY EYES.

HIS COMPETETITIVE NATURE?

HIS PROTECTIVENESS TOWARDS HIM?

HIS ///JEALOUSY// OF OTHERS GETTING CLOSE TO IZUKU ??? ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW???

HOW DO YOU *KNOW* ABOUT ALL THIS, AI-SAMA?!!! I SCREAMED READING ALL THIS. Even most bkdks don't really talk about Katsuki being jealous of others getting close to Izuku??? Wow. I was VERY impressed.

This answer was so different to everything it's told me before. The AI actually understands Katsuki as a character, and combined this understanding with my new information about him getting up to win for Izuku.

On a very surface level, it understood that Katsuki wanting to impress him in this case, is a core feature that's apart of Katsuki's overall behaviour towards Izuku and associated them together. Which meant that for it's answer, it could draw on Katsuki's other behaviours in it's knowledge bank, viewing them in whole. And it recognised that despite everything having gone wrong for him and knowing it was futile, Katsuki still had the determination to stand up and win for Izuku and impress him anyway, which especially made this an action of Katsuki's love towards Izuku that the AI can acknowledge as being about more than just mere friendship.

(Wew, that was a mouthful! Hopefully it kinda makes sense? I hope?)

And that is how I got an AI Chat to agree with us. A.I Chat is a bkdk, confirmed. Neeee, AI-sama?

#bakudeku #ai chat #chatgpt #bkdk canon #AND THE AI KNOWS #kana writes #long post #I'm picking A.I's 'brain' about a lot of things and seeing answers that reminds me of things I've written myself in past meta #it's really fun talking to it #give it a try if you're bored #I have some really interesting answers about Black Whip I want to share too. It was really bang on the money with it's answer.#Like I felt like I was reading old meta I've written that's how SCARY this is #So try it out!

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gaoau · 4 months

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smth smth uhhh tsurune character analysis time wsg

i've never done this before in my life and i shouldn't even be doing it cause that's crazy tf BUT hi :blush: i'm Kisaragi Nanao's number one fan and hater simultaneously and i need to talk about it. chances are none of this will make the slightest bit of sense, cause thinking about his brain for more than five minutes usually has me going around in circles like a headless chicken. its been almost a year and i have not been able to stop thinking about him, not even in my most trying times so i might as well do the one thing i'm good at and write each and every single one of my thoughts down so the void can eat them all up. my friends are tired of hearing me talk about this so now its your turn, people in the tsurune but more specifically the Nanao tag on tumblr dot com. i'll try to avoid the Kaito talk as much as i can cause i wanna make this solely about Nanao, but i also understand that a lot of their character development goes hand in hand with one another, so it's sort of inevitable

to be completely honest, i wanted to be a Ryohei girlie so bad, i would've even settled for Seiya. i just knew the moment Nanao pulled up and was presented as the flirty annoying playboy, i wouldn't like him. i said it with my whole chest, firmly believing i would find absolutely no reason anywhere in his character to enjoy him. motherfucker i have never been more wrong in my life. at first glance, it doesn't even look like there's much to talk about, cause he doesn't do a whole lot in the first season. except he does. there's only snippets of depth in his character that exist, but he does not let show in order to watch over everyone around him. his introduction is loud and frivolous, especially with one of his first spoken sentences being about his "hakama beauty."

sure, he's good at kyudo, but he's not particularly excellent nor passionate about the sport. this, however, is not true, which builds up in his character as the first season progresses and eventually overflows in the second season. for a character that, in universe, is shown to be in the spotlight consistently ever since he was a child, he's none of that on the range, because that isn't his place. his position on the range is not as important as it is outside of it; he is the yonteki, he is neither at the beginning nor the middle nor the end, he cannot show off, he cannot be the centre of attention as he tends to be. it's true that he attracts a lot of attention and plays into it naturally, because he enjoys it and extroverts, however unfortunate, do exist, but he knows when to take a step back and when to go all out.

there's something i can't ever seem to quite put my finger on. although he is naturally easy-going and playful, this is only a ramped-up front he uses to watch from the back. it's like he's hiding, like he's staying nonchalant and uncommitted so things wash over him. he's blunt. he's so blunt. he really doesn't sugarcoat things, he just doesn't say them until he needs to. i don't wanna call it manipulation, cause that's got a rather negative connotation, but i do wanna call it manipulation, cause that's what it is. he knows how to manipulate responses and reactions with how easy he reads the people around him, and he uses all of that in a very level-headed way to keep peace, though it's always mainly Kaito. it's as if people are malleable to him. it's in the way he pulls Ryohei into doing that whole charade to get Kaito to like Minato, in how he straight up tells Kaito "yeah, it's cause you're being annoyingly tsundere, we're just giving you a push," or in how he tells Minato "yeah, Kacchan don't like you, but he's working on it."

he knows, he's watching, and he's making sure everyone is being accounted for without meddling too much. he sets things into motion with the right push, but he stays out of it, uninvolved. he keeps going on and on about how he's only doing kyudo with nothing but simple bull-headedness, like it doesn't matter all that much, like he can just shrug things off and let Kaito's impulsive comments not get to him. he plays it off, he plays everything off, leaning into that flighty, frivolous prince charming persona, but at the end of the day, he's the most mature and emotionally intelligent of the bunch.

most of his development is built around connections. whenever Kaito reminds him that he is not taking kyudo seriously, that kyudo is not a game, that kyudo is more than just fun and looking pretty in hakama, Nanao keeps quiet. it's something he knows very well, because none of those are any of the reasons he ever picked up a bow in the first place. he has been watching over Kaito since they were children, going so far as to follow him into kyudo and into the same high-school. however, this is something that Kaito does not recognize for the longest time—not until Nanao actively blows up on him and spells it out for him. Nanao doesn't need for his efforts to be recognized, because he is only doing it to keep peace and read everyone carefully—not only Kaito—to figure out what makes who tick.

he supports his buddies from the back and intervenes only when it's necessary. he aims to please without being self-abandoning; he keeps true to his own self while being a perfect fit for everyone. despite claiming his reasons for shooting are frivolous and superficial, Nanao has an understanding of what sets the people around him off that makes keeping him around necessary, because he shoots for Kaito and now for this team, rather than the target in front of him. he knows, he's so perceptive of it all. there's a scene stuck in my head where Ryohei tries to speak up about the whole Seiya-Nikaido interaction that was bugging him, but he ended up going back on it last minute, and Nanao straight up went "bro, either you commit to it or don't talk."

idk!! call it his big brother instincts, cause that's another thing. things do kinda make a lot more sense when you consider that he is the only one out of everyone in the club (that we know of, cause there's not much about my girls) who is an older sibling. Kaito has two older sisters, Seiya has an older brother, Ryohei has an older sister, and Minato is an only child. Nanao is the only big brother. god i'm losing my fucking mind.

i called him loud and i'll keep calling him loud, but in all honesty Nanao is a lot more silent than he seems. he flirts with his fanclub and attempts it too with the girls in the club, he is quite loud with his "Merha!", he pushes and prods all around with funny comments because, at the end of the day, he is still an entertainer, a mood-maker, and most of all, he's a child. he's still a fifteen-year-old kid that's just dicking around with his friends cause it's not that deep. he's a kid. however, he is consistently reading everyone around him, keeping peace from behind them, working his way around everyone’s quirks and kinks. he's been somewhat forced into this caretaking role, taking comments like "it'd be nice if you and Kaito went to the same school so you can keep him in check" to heart. he too wishes he could be there for his cousin to reel him back in when he steps out of line. and he does, he tries, being the first one to react and try to pull Kaito back before he can bash Minato's face in.

he does things carefully in a way that won't put pressure on anyone other than himself, watching and watching and watching and being so hypersensitive to the smallest of mood changes from anyone. that one little sigh Ryohei gave, to which he immediately went, "what's wrong?" while nobody else batted an eye. when he is the one whose patience finally runs thin, he confronts Kaito about it with truths he has never needed to explain because Kaito would not have been able to digest them properly, and Nanao has always known.

he competes not to win, but to keep up, to stay with his cousin and his team; not approaching a sport with a competitive mindset would be a hindrance to the team, which does not mean he is competitive himself. and he loves kyudo, too, just as much. his expressions and mannerisms are subtle and soft in a way that anyone would miss, but he is happy to see the people that surround him stay on track, with or without his help.

i lose my train of thought every time i start a new sentence cause there's so much i have to say about Nanao. there's a crazy amount of points i go over in my head time and time again. the fact that his hit rate is so consistent, enough to keep up with Kaito and almost with Seiya. how he does not give one flying fuck about Noririn, but he indulges Daigo anyway cause it's fun and it works and he's got nothing to lose by showing a little bit of interest in some guy's idol obsession. how he was watching from the outside, because Kaito never told him what happened with Masaki or why he suddenly wanted to start kyudo, but he was so into it that he was going in all on his own. (i say "never told him" but there's that audio drama where he did, in fact, tell him and the boys.) how kyoani uses him as a sort of bridge between the girlies and the boys just cause he's that much of a social chameleon, i guess. how he's the only other character aside from Minato, the MC mind you, who has not one but TWO features in the character songs album. he's a bridge dawg he's a fit for everyone and anyone. i dunno man i have so many thoughts and zero words to articulate them, but i love this kid. shoutout to this kid, i hope he's having a great day and his lemon teas are always the right temperature. lil bro needs a pat on the back and i wanna be the one to give it to him.

#tsurune #nanao kisaragi #kaito onogi #real talk hes gotta be my favorite character ever cause what the FUCK is up with him #seriously no other character has ever incapacitated me so much as to leave me tongue tied this is ridiculous #im not even sure anything i wrote makes sense but i need to speak this into the void and hope that someone ANYONE will understand #do you get it guys do you i dont think you do you wouldnt understand #tell me why i have seen more kaito stans than nanao ones #which shoutout to kaito hes okay hes just not that interesting to me #ryohei is far more interesting maybe one day ill also talk about how lonely ryohei is and that whole thing with shu #(i dont like shuu)#okay good night

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silverynight · 9 months

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Underworld

<---Previous

Part IX

Izuku tries to calm himself down, he doesn't want to make a terrible first impression in front of the King of the gods. Although, it does help that Aizawa keeps holding his hand even after they appear in the top of the mountain: the palace.

"You're a good kid," Aizawa tells him, in a clear attempt to cheer him up, that is definitely working. "Even though you get in trouble quite a lot."

The god narrows his eyes as he says it, but it's clear he's not actually mad at him. And Izuku can't help but chuckle.

Finally the god lets go of his hand as they walk in the lobby; it's an elegant place with very few things.

Feels a little bit cold or maybe it's just that Izuku still feels sad about what happened.

"Midoriya!" All Might approaches them like he's in a rush, like he's been worried this whole time...

Izuku gets nervous, wondering if he'll get scolded. All Might knows his name, which means the problem escalated quickly...

"Where did you find him, Shota?"

Aizawa crosses his arms over his chest and shakes his head before looking back at Izuku.

Will Bakugo get in trouble if he tells the truth?

"It doesn't matter," Izuku finds himself saying. "I just... want to go home."

All Might is still staring at him, making him feel even more nervous than before. Is he disappointed? Maybe Izuku shouldn't care about what he thinks of him, but the truth is that All Might has always been some sort of hero to him.

"They won't get in trouble... unless they hurt you. Did they?"

"No, he didn't!" Izuku assures him immediately, almost fiercely. All Might smiles softly at him and Izuku suddenly has the feeling that he can trust him; he knows he won't be harsh on Bakugo for what he did. "It was Kacchan... I mean the King of the dead. But he was really kind to me the whole time."

And perhaps that's why the truth hurt a lot. Izuku still can't understand why Bakugo did something like that; he mentioned something about Todoroki, but nothing made sense.

For a moment, All Might is confused and it makes Izuku feel a little bit flustered for some reason, he looks down at the ground.

"Why would he do something like that? I thought he didn't like to get involved with the mortal world... Or anyone outside his realm for that matter..."

"We were friends," Izuku tries to explain and it pains him a little when he realizes he's talking about their friendship in the past tense. "I think he just felt lonely. He needs someone to be there for him."

All Might still looks confused, it's like something in Izuku's story doesn't make any sense. But that's the whole truth, there's nothing else to it.

And yet Izuku feels like something's missing as well... Something he doesn't know.

"It's love," Aizawa cuts in, drawing All Might's attention to him.

"I see..."

But Izuku doesn't. Those two gods are looking at each other like they have everything figured out and Izuku is still confused. Of course, there's love... Bakugo clearly loves him as a friend otherwise he wouldn't have wanted to keep him in the castle but Izuku doesn't see why that's relevant.

"It's that complicated, huh? And then there's young Todoroki."

"Is Shoto alright?" Izuku looks at All Might with worry, wondering how he's doing. There's also Uraraka and his mother... He needs to see them–

"He's been looking for you," All Might says, patting Izuku's head gently. "And your mother is worried about you so I guess it's time for you to go back."

"Thank you!" He smiles, hugging All Might before he can stop himself. Fortunately, the god chuckles before he hugs him back.

Izuku turns around with a hopeful grin on his face, watching as Aizawa shakes his head.

"No, I'm not good at–"

Izuku pulls him into a tight embrace anyway and even though Aizawa insists he doesn't do that kind of things, he doesn't push the boy away.

"Please don't tell anyone about Bakugo..."

Aizawa and All Might look at each other for a moment, there's a little bit of hesitation in their eyes that vanishes before All Might sighs and nods.

"We'll keep the secret."

"Thank you!" Izuku grins, wondering what he's going to tell his mother and his friends.

***

Izuku is definitely not prepared for the way his mother pulls him into her arms and starts sobbing against his chest. She keeps crying and saying his name a couple of times until she looks up at him and offers him something to eat with the sweetest smile.

It makes Izuku cry too, which is a bad thing because his mother starts sobbing again.

It takes them both a while, but they finally start eating something together; Inko hasn't asked him about what happened, but Izuku knows she will eventually.

The taste of food makes him remember that he still has an entire pomegranate from the underworld hidden in his dress and he makes a mental note to leave it in his room.

"Were you trapped? Did someone hurt you?"

"No one hurt me," he tells her and watches as the relief lights up her eyes a little bit. "But I couldn't come back. Aizawa and All Might helped me though. They took care of everything."

Inko has always been a very intuitive woman and she can tell Izuku doesn't want to talk about what happened anymore, so she doesn't insist; she knows he'll tell her eventually.

He sees his friends the next day in the field; Aizawa payed them a visit to them both to inform them Izuku was fine, but told them to leave him to his mother for a while.

Izuku is trying to get everything back to normal; the unexpected snow affected most of the flowers, but he knows he can make them grow back up in no time.

Although his mind is not entirely focused on the task because he's still thinking about Bakugo and even though he's missing him, he's still a little bit upset because he lied to him.

Then Uraraka jumps into his arms and just like his mother, she starts sobbing. Izuku runs his fingers through her hair and kisses her cheek, prompting her to pull away slowly to finally grin at him.

"I was so worried about you! We both were!"

Over her shoulder, Izuku finally notices Todoroki, he's staring at him intensely and even though he doesn't say anything at the moment, Izuku knows the god with mismatched eyes missed him too.

"Hi, Shoto," Izuku smiles before hugging him. Although Todoroki's embrace is tight and it lasts longer than Uraraka's because it seems the other boy doesn't want to let go of him.

"Izuku," the word comes out almost broken and Izuku decides that he definitely deserves a kiss on the cheek too, however, Todoroki blushes to the tip of his ears afterwards.

The three of them sit under Izuku's favorite tree; the field has begun to look like it used to, but it needs a lot of work still.

"Tell me who did this to you."

Uraraka elbows Todoroki when she notices the tension on his shoulders; a couple of flames appear on his left fist out of the sudden.

"It doesn't matter," Izuku mumbles, prompting Uraraka to quirk up a brow at him.

"It does."

"All Might is taking care of it," he assures them, trying to dismiss it with a gesture of his hand, but he knows his friends won't let it go that easily. "Besides, no one hurt me."

"Where were you?"

"Why do you want to know?" Izuku asks back, startling Todoroki for a moment.

He blushes and looks away from him.

"I just want to make sure it doesn't happen again."

"It won't," Izuku assures him and he's being completely sincere because he knows Bakugo wouldn't do that again. He looked like he was so ashamed of himself last time Izuku saw him.

He thinks his answer is enough and it is, at least for Uraraka, who simply nods at him. However, Todoroki narrows his eyes at him; he's not happy.

"Why are you trying to protect them after what they did?"

"I'm not..." Izuku bites his bottom lip nervously, knowing his face is turning pink. "He made a mistake, but he was sorry."

He shouldn't have said that, he accidentally gave Todoroki a little bit of information...

"Sometimes being sorry is not enough!"

Izuku sighs, but doesn't worry even though Todoroki is still tense and upset; he understands, the problems he has had because of his father have made him that way.

It's obvious that his friend was genuinely concerned about his safety and Izuku is grateful to have someone like him in his life.

He takes a few steps closer and cradles Todoroki's face in his hands, prompting the young god to soften immediately. The frown upon his face disappears completely.

"I'm here now, Shoto," he whispers with a smile on his face. "Isn't that what is truly important?"

"It is," Todoroki nods, staring at him fondly. "I missed you."

"I know," Izuku says. He tries to give him another hug, but Todoroki leans to kiss his forehead and cheeks, making him giggle.

Even though the god assures him he's fine now, Izuku can tell he won't let it go just like that; Uraraka seems to be thinking the same because when she looks from Todoroki to Izuku, her eyes are shadowed with concern.

Izuku hopes he doesn't do anything reckless.

***

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transparentbeardmentality · 1 year

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So Katsuki must've known he was tapping into OFA, right?

Seems he figured out pretty quickly that it was happening when he was thinking about Izuku- "Deaths door, in total crisis".

And it kept happening when he would think of him. And yet he keeps this huge revelation from everyone. From Izuku. Because Izuku seems oblivious to it.

He does not know that Izuku is the same -hiding how quirks were unlocked, and hiding that wanting to protect Katsuki can turn him into a terrifying mess. A liability.

So did Katsuki think he was almost stealing AFO powers on the sly? Was he afraid to tell Izuku what was happening? Wondering how in-deep he was that AFO sensed his protectiveness/feelings/panic over Izuku, to the point it let him draw power like this? It shouldn't be possible.

The denial-of-feelings part of Katsuki must have shrivelled and died pretty quickly since he figured it out, because it feels so one-sided. Izuku seems to Katsuki more distant than ever. He leaves UA and Katsuki willingly.

Even after the apology. Sure he came back for everyone, but he seems less excited about Katsuki's abilities/improvements than he has ever been. And with their history, and with how far Izuku has come.. He struggles to keep up. Does Katsuki wonder if he's just being tolerated at this point? Outgrown? Was the apology really too late to change anything between them?

So how can Katuski deny that this OFA connection has come from his overwheming feelings, when a magical entity has decided *Yes, you will be an extension of Izuku's quirks. You have a very one-sided intensity to protect and cherish him at all costs. This makes sense.*

How do you start a conversation like that from Katsuki's perspective?

KATSUKI: Hey Izuku. I know you're not super interested in what's going on with my hero stuff anymore, but uh.. your OFA is giving me some powers without your knowledge.

IZUKU: What?! Why?

KATSUKI: Uh... Maybe some sort of external catalyst... ???

(NOPE! TRY AGAIN)

KATSUKi: I think OFA has detected I have a strong desire to protect you. Like... Really strong. Like I would die for you. So OFA has given me these crazy, rule-bending boosts to like... help with that, I guess...

IZUKU: Wow, Kacchan. That's a lot. But... actually other people would die for me, or you, or any of the students -like some of the teachers, All Might.. I really think they would sacrifice themselves too, but they don't have access to OFA, so why...

KATSUKI: No idea. Nothing to do with an unbearable desire to be with you, stay by your side, feel you pressed up against me, or anything like that... haha.. Fuck.

-- ---

Yeah. Fuck that. So he says nothing?

Then he's on a battlefield, Izuki is gone, and he's being told HE's the closest and most important to Izuku. That his corpse will be used to devastate Izuku, because Izuku can't handle it. Not if it's him. Because he's Izuku's person.

And even though he's getting targetted relentlessly and brutalised, he's also thinking... "Oh... He also... Oh."

A part of his core feels settled, relieved -even joyous despite the trauma- because it all clicks in to place that they *both* feel like this, and OFA knew it. They've bent the rules of OFA together.

Izuku is not indifferent. He's scared and hiding because he doesn't know that Katsuki feels the same. Oh.

How bittersweet it is to have a dream almost within reach and lose it. But at least he knows that Izuku, despite everything, loves him, in whatever way. More than anyone. How affirming that must be. It dulls the pain. It sets his resolve to at least go out as the best version of himself that Izuku believed him to be.

He's suffering, he's dying, and it's horrible. And yet there's a comfort and longing he wraps himself in as he goes down. Fighting until the end for the both of them.

And then he sees vestige All Might.

He's not even surprised. At all. Because he already knew he was connecting to OFA. He was sure before the apology. It's Izuku who doesn't know. But someone in there, in OFA must also know by now. And if anyone would see him out of OFA and out of this world, it would be All Might's visage. Of course it would.

But All Might is not going to send him on his way. He's going to make him fight, because Izuku will die if he doesn't.

#bkdk #bakudeku #speculation

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Chub Izu, Chub Izu, More Passion, More Legwork

(blanket warning for possible fat shaming, as always)

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"We're so gonna kill this," Hagakure says, her hands on her hips as she looks up at the building.

'More like, I'm gonna get killed,' Izuku thinks, but he doesn't verbalize it, instead focused on the map, his fist against his chin as he tries to consider a way to win.

Even if it's quite possibly impossible, as a hero, he should work with whatever he can do, regardless of how possible it is. So, even if he loses, he'll put in the effort. Besides, with Hagakure-san working with him, it's very likely to be possible.

"Uhm, Hagakure-san?"

"Yeah? Oh, and call me Hagakure-chan!"

"A-h." He flusters briefly. "H-Hagakure-chan. I'm sure Kacchan's gonna come after me. So, it'll mostly be between you and Iida-kun. That's why...uhm, I think I have a plan."

"Oh?! Tell me, tell me."

"Well, Iida-kun...wouldn't be able to see you. But he's attentive. He'll be looking out for any movements. Might also try dust the room to track you. So...uhm...I think...you should use misdirection i-if you can."

"Mmh! I think I can work that out."

"And, uhm, you may want to catch him? S-So he can't keep chasing you...or running. If he doesn't try to knock you out, he might, uhm, try to move the bomb. Cause of...his speed."

"Ehhh, about that, Midori-kun..."

"Hm?"

Her glove seems to scratch at something, presumably her cheek.

"Well, I can turn my suit, gloves, and shoes invisible because of my cells, but I can't turn other things invisible." She points toward where her ear com is mostly visible. "You can see it, right? It's in my hair and ear, but you can see it plainly. Even the gloves and stuff can't hide anything if I put something inside of them. That's the downside of my invisibility quirk, haha~ So, I mean, I wasn't planning on using the capture tape since it'd just be floating on me."

Izuku tilts his head slightly. "Isn't it...a reflection quirk?"

She's quiet for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

Izuku flusters again. Goodness, it's been a while since he's spoken so much to someone else, especially about their quirk. He was just asking...he hopes he doesn't make her angry.

"W-Well, I mean. If you eat something, i-it doesn't show. Right? So, uhm...if you...put something in your mouth, it...wouldn't be visible."

She seems to be staring at him, but he can't tell.

"So, uhm...i-invisibility would show everything you ate and stuff, but...it doesn't. So, I thought, uhm. It was just...reflecting what's on the other side of your body?"

They stand there quietly for a moment. Then, she presses the button on her invisible glove to cause it to reappear. She holds out her hand toward him.

"May I see the tape?"

Izuku wordlessly digs out her capture tape and hands it to her. She holds it in her glove, covering it. Then, she presses the button. The glove goes invisible, and the tape floats in midair.

"You see it, right?"

Izuku nods.

"Then...how about...now?!"

Right as she says "now," there's a slight mouthy noise, and then the tape disappears. She hums questioningly, excited.

Izuku shakes his head. "I...uhm. I don't see it. That's why I thought..."

She spits the tape out, presumably into her hand.

"SERIOUSLY?!"

Though Izuku flinches, he nods his head.

Suddenly, he feels arms around his own, and he realizes...she's touching him. No. She's hugging him.

She's giving him a hug.

He's getting his first hug from a girl other than his mom since preschool.

The screen goes green again, though the eyes are large round black ovals.

"OH MY GOD!! I can't believe it?! How has no one told me this before?! Holy crap, it makes so much sense!! I can't believe how much sense this makes!! I'm...I'm reflecting things! That's why no one can see what I'm eating! And! If I've drunk anything, it's not swishing in my bladder! I noticed it, but I never realized--I never put it together!!"

Judging from her shoes, she's dancing around gleefully, babbling about her new understanding of her quirk. Izuku just stands there, still trying to calm himself down.

A hug!! A hug from another person! Not his mom!

Even if Kacchan beats the shit out of him, which he almost certainly will, he can't even take it too badly. It's gonna be easy to make friends here if all he has to do is find out good things to tell others about their quirks! If he does that, he'll be useful to them, and they'll like him!

"Oh, Gods, I'm so sorry! I'm just... Wow!!" Hagakure wheezes. "I can't believe... A-Anyway! Midori-kun! I'll do what you said! If I can hide things in my mouth, then I can carry the tape!"

Izuku nods, the nervously closed eyes showing up on his helmet.

They have a plan.

--- ---

Deku's way over his head.

Sure, the extras in their class decided to talk shit about him in earshot, and that ponytail girl and half-n-half bastard did better at the physical assessment... There were even some barely mentionable NPC motherfuckers who had the audacity to do worse than a quirkless lard ass and try to call themselves heroes!

Anyway, those few bloated his head up. Had those nobodies actually trained and prepared, Deku would've gotten last, and he wouldn't have anyone to blame but himself.

Maybe their sensei didn't want to kick out some kids with quirks cause that'd start an uproar, so despite planning to kick someone out, he never did. Surely he understands how fucking useless it is to have him in their class. But it can't be helped, huh? Adults have it hard.

Well, no worries, then.

If the teachers can't show him what it'll be like playing with the big dogs, then he'll have to do it himself. Such is the freedom of a student, ain't it?

"Although it's just for an exercise, it pains me to have to act like a villain..." that four-eyes NPC started muttering, getting on his nerves. "I suppose I can just focus on protecting this thing... Ah, papier mache. Of course."

"So, I can leave the boring shit to you, right?"

"Boring? It's our jobs as...acting, temporary villains to protect the bomb! It would be best if we--"

"Great! Nice teamwork, four-eyes." Katsuki grins widely, already walking out the door. "Make yourself useful and don't get us disqualified."

"...I could say the same to you," the robot NPC responds. "We should be working together, but...you're just going to run after Midoriya-kun, aren't you?"

A vein pops out on Katsuki's head. He turns around, resisting the urge to pop his quirk. He has to build up the sweat for his gauntlets. No use in wasting too much energy on this bastard.

"I'm not runnin' after him, get it straight! He's running his fat ass all the way up here! So, I'll just save him the trouble so he doesn't have to die trying to climb the stairs!"

"He's quite fit for his weight, you know--"

"Oh, shut up, PC bastard."

Then, a start alarm beeps, attracting their attention. Katsuki grumbles, then turns away from that robot-looking idiot.

"Don't make us lose," he gripes as a last warning, then heads off.

Those little animal ear-like things on Deku's stupid knight outfit make him look like some kind of rodent. Fine then.

He's going rat hunting.

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"All Might-sensei?"

All Might stands in the basement of the building with the other students, several screens putting the place on display. The students space out into little groups, murmuring to each other before the assignment starts in earnest. Of course, newly meeting each other at a new school, it's taking them a little time to warm up to each other, but it's happening pretty quickly.

However, instead of speaking with her peers, Yaoyorozu Momo addresses their Heroics teacher with a concerned expression on her face.

"Yes, Young Yaoyorozu?" he asks, his ever-present grin softening slightly to calm her.

"I was thinking... Perhaps it's inappropriate for me to say so, but I think putting Midoriya-san against Bakugou-san is not a good idea."

"Uhm...I do, too!"

All Might and Momo look over, Ochako coming up behind them, wearing her helmet.

"I think he and Izu-kun have some bad history between them. Is this really okay?"

"Hmm. What sort of bad history do you mean?"

"Uhm...well..." She starts to falter. "I don't really, uh, know the details. But he was being kind of...weird about Izu-kun being quirkless."

"Yesterday, he tried to pounce on him in the middle of a physical exercise. Aizawa-sensei had to stop him. So, I feel as though putting them together like this isn't the best idea," Momo clarifies, her expression imploring.

She doesn't really know him, but he seems like a nice person. He was quiet and diligent, working harder than some of the others to succeed. And he did, gaining 14th place! It wasn't high, but considering he has no quirk, he had everything stacked against him.

More importantly, she doesn't really like bullying. And while she's not completely sure if that's what's happening, she feels like it is. Especially considering his comment.

"He’s just a quirkless fatass. You shouldn’t expect too much from him."

What did him being quirkless or fat have to do with the exercises when he was doing as well as possible? After all, he'd clearly gotten first in the regular Entrance Exam. He had to have done some hard work to get those scores, so he deserves to be there and learn as much as anyone else.

That's how Momo sees it.

"Hmm...I see."

Her eyes brighten slightly, wondering who else would--

"However, Young Yaoyorozu, Young Uraraka, I cannot steal this learning experience from him."

The two girls go quiet, worried. All Might's smile doesn't falter, only strengthening.

"You see, while Young Midoriya is being underestimated, now is not only the chance for him to prove himself, but to have first-hand experience against circumstances that don't tilt in his favor. The heroes are at quite the disadvantage! But, as heroes, its our job to push through these boundaries! When Young Midoriya becomes a hero, there will be no one to cancel a fight against his enemy."

"Ehh..." Ochako murmurs, seemingly cowed. Perhaps...was she looking down on Izu-kun without thinking about it?

"I...understand, sensei. My apologies for interrupting," Momo replies, though she's not quite satsified.

All Might's answer makes sense to an extent. But, she also feels it doesn't. Can't Midoriya-kun get heroic experience fighting any of the others? But, at the same time, switching him would be giving him preferential, or even protective, treatment. It wouldn't be fair to the others for that to happen.

Even so, Momo can't get rid of the discomfort in her chest. She knows it's fair, but she still feels it's not right. Talking over the teacher at this point would be disrespectful, though, especially because his assertion does make sense, even if she doesn't like it.

The girls, understanding, go back over to the other students, whose murmurs increase with excitement as the time gets closer to the start. All Might's smile stays on his face, a notepad and pen in his hands, ready to grade them on their activity.

Though, he also has an earpiece in, listening in on the conversations happening on the other side. From his hero training and the fact they often aren't talking at the same time, he can distinctively tell what their conversations are.

First, how fascinating!! Young Midoriya has identified and corrected a quirk misdiagnosis with Young Hagakure! And he did it so simplistically, too! It really was quite surprising how easily he identified the error when, apparently, the quirk therapists in Young Hagakure's life did not identify it themselves. Such a minor change can have a major effect on the outcome of the battle.

In the other conversation...

Well, it's not as though he doesn't hear what Young Yaoyorozu and Young Uraraka mean.

Young Bakugou's ego seems to be off the charts. More importantly, he seems to, indeed, be directly targeting Young Midoriya for his weight and quirklessess. Indeed, a villain would determine the boy to be the weakest link and likely attack him first.

From Young Yaoyorozu's mindfulness, it was quite likely the other students would be more lenient on him if they were against him. But what the boy needs is not leniency or favoritism. He needs to face difficulties if he's going to grow.

Young Bakugou may have his problems, but he could very well be the best person for the job. And, if Young Midoriya performs well, it could shed some light in the boy's eyes about his prejudice.

Heroes could think things that weren't necessarily the most decent. After all, heroes were human, just as much as anyone else. However, Young Bakugou shouldn't let those indecent thoughts cloud his judgement and ability to be a hero.

This would be a good lesson for the both of them.

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It's quiet in the hallway. Entirely too quiet. It sets Izuku's nerves on edge.

He's always been very aware of his surroundings, so he's aware that Hagakure-chan is following behind him. He asked her to. After all, he's the one with the shield, just in case.

His theory is that, since All Might picked where the bomb would be, he would go for a more straightforward yet thoughtful placement. Somewhere around the third to fourth floors, definitely not the first or fifth. Second was also an option, but prioritize the third. Perhaps one of the middle rooms to avoid someone being able to come up the stairs and find the bomb room immediately.

Hagakure-chan can't speak at the moment, so they worked out a few quick hand signals. After they split, she'd hide her com, then briefly report once she found the room. Then, she'd go ghost. It would be better for her to be completely invisible, even if they couldn't maintain contact.

Of course, this was all predicated on whether or not Kacchan would come to attack him. If he was wrong and both Iida and Kacchan came to attack, they were probably as good as done. They had capture tape, too, and Izuku's quirkless.

Though, since Hagakure-chan's quirk makes her appear invisible, it's possible they'd keep someone always on watch at the bomb. So, either Iida would be vanguard, or Kacchan.

And Kacchan wouldn't give up the opportunity to beat his face in.

He hoped his theory would be wrong, yet hoped it would be right. What conflicting feelings.

They make their way up the stairs to the second floor, seeing that the one to the third is blocked. So, alternating stairways. Makes it harder for the heroes, but not impossible.

As Izuku approaches an intersection in the labyrinth-like hallways, his innate senses flare up like someone striking a match. He immediately raises his shield and backs up, feeling Hagakure's body as she tries not to stumble and fall.

Izuku's assumptions are answered with a resounding bang, concrete rubble flying around as the nearby wall gets a new fist-sized crater in it. Hagakure-chan lets out a barely audible, startled mumble around the capture tape in her mouth.

It took a little longer for them to meet up than expected, especially for them already being on the second floor.

Izuku reaches behind himself and quickly flashes four fingers at Hagakure-chan. He feels her hand tap his in answer, then she's gone like a ghost.

"Heh, nice shield, fatass. It's cute. But we both know how this is gonna end."

Izuku peers around the shield to see Kacchan.

Steam rises from his hands, and a feral grin lifts his cheeks. His hands pop ominously.

"Put that shield down and let's just end this quick, Deku."

He stays still for a moment...

Then, he cautiously moves the shield away, reattaching it to the magnet on his back. He then raises his arms, hands wavering.

Kacchan stares at him, then a look of utter disgust passes over his face.

"Wooow... What a fucking disappointment you are. How'd you even get into this school when you're such a goddamn coward? That invisi-bitch really lucke--"

"Hagakure-chan isn't a bitch, Kacchan," Izuku responds automatically. It comes out so suddenly, he almost feels like he's backseating to his own brain. "Don't call her that."

"Hah?! You wanna talk back, huh? Grew a pair all of a sudden?"

Izuku doesn't respond, his lips pursing.

"You know what? I see your hands up, surrendering like a little bitch." Kacchan's grin returns, hand curled as though making claws. "But did you think that'd make me go easy on you? I'll blow you to bits, just enough we don't get this match cancelled."

Then, Katsuki's running at him.

There's panic running up Izuku's spine.

He's afraid. He's always been afraid.

Ever since he realized how little people could care about him, he's been afraid for a long time. Many different kinds of fear. Though, he no longer really fears getting hurt. It's more of a minor inconvenience.

But he is afraid of letting the teachers down. He's afraid of not proving himself.

The panic is not out of avoiding Kacchan at the moment. He has more to fear instead.

So, as Kacchan runs at him, his right arm pulled back and ready to strike, the panic Izuku feels chills, and he feels frigid. Cold. And watches.

'Of course,' he thinks, shifting his position, 'I'd expect nothing less from you, Kacchan.'

When Katsuki's fist swings forward, Izuku doesn't have to move much to meet it. His reflexes are quite fast when needed.

He moves slightly, grabbing the extended arm around the bicep. And his weight and musculature, being more than Bakugou's, easily redirect his kinetic energy into a flip, with his arm at the epicenter.

Kacchan lets out a shocked cry as his back slams into the ground.

Before Kacchan can get back up, Izuku, against his better judgement, steps on one of the large gauntlets around his arms. And his hands work quickly.

Before Kacchan can reach over, he loops the capture tape around his bicep...

And he doesn't bother staying still or believing he would just give up. He jumps back as a hand sends an explosion right where he'd just been.

"Yoooou," Kacchan grumbles, his voice vibrating in the air, consumed with fury.

Technically, he's supposed to stop. He's been captured. But he knows that won't happen.

So, he raises his fists up, just like he'd practiced, as Kacchan gets to a crouched position, eyes blazing up at him.

#au post 10 #static writes #static drabbles #chubby deku au #bnha au #bnha #mha au

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loopielupie · 7 months

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Whumptober Day 2 - Thermometer

Katsuki wakes to Izuku shifting in the bed, tugging on the covers like he's cold, maybe? He's hazy with half-sleep but it's still easy for Katsuki to throw an arm out in Izuku's general direction and tuck him closer with a murmured "g'back t'sleep, 'zuku". And Izuku goes with it, burrowing against Katsuki's chest and...shivering?

That doesn't make sense. Their bedroom isn't cold by any means.

Much more alert, Katsuki goes to sit, but Izuku whines and clings closer. He's warm, uncomfortably so, his shirt stuck to his chest with sweat.

"Izuku," he whispers, resting his head against his forehead. It's hot under his fingers and Izuku pulls back from the contact, eyelids fluttering.

"Izuku," he tries again. "Izuku, wake up."

Izuku croaks a sound of complaint and Katsuki can tell that hurts even before his face scrunches in a wince.

"Wh'ass...Kacchan?"

"Mm, 'm here." He brushes sweaty hair behind his ear and Izuku leans into the touch this time. "You have a fever."

"Mmm. Head hurts."

Katsuki stifles a sigh and goes to leave the bed but Izuku grips his shirt on reflex. Katsuki leans back in, runs a gentle thumb across the back of his fist.

"You gotta let me go get the thermometer," he reminds him. "I'll being you something for your headache too."

Izuku releases him with a pitiful nod, slumping back onto the bed. He must feel awful. Katsuki's stomach knots.

"I'll be right back."

The thermometer, paracetamol, water, and a damp cloth are retrieved but it's only then that Katsuki realises he hadn't asked after other symptoms. He kicks himself but heads back, this is good enough for starters.

Izuku has curled up in the interim, burrowed under the blankets and shaking so hard Katsuki can hear his teeth chattering. Katsuki's stomach clenches as he sets down his things. Flicking on the light earns him a pained hiss and he apologises under his breath.

"Oi, you're gonna have to come out of there," he says, poking izuku gently in the cheek. He tries to ignore the little voice in his head that says he's even warmer now. There's protest but he finally manages to get Izuku to give up the blankets. In the lamplight, he looks as awful as Katsuki suspected he felt: fever bright eyes, pale, flushed cheeks, curls stuck to his forehead with sweat. Katsuki swallows thickly and snatches up the thermometer. Shaky hands guide it under Izuku's shirt and they wait the few seconds before a shrill series of beeps breaks the quiet.

"39.6," Izuku croaks, squinting at the screen. Before Katsuki can curse at that, he suddenly sits bolt upright and dives for the side of the bed. Katsuki lurches to catch him with a panicked yelp of his name but the first gag tells him all he needs to know and he scrambles for the bin by the bed instead. He's a little late but he holds Izuku steady until the retching tapers off into ragged gasps for breath.

"m..sorry." Izuku's whisper is fried at the edges and Katsuki's heart breaks a little.

"Stop it," he chastises, helping him to sit and wiping the tears clinging to his lashes. "You're sick. Nothin' you can do about that 'cept get better."

Izuku manages a woozy little chuckle:

"Kacchan's right."

"Course I am. Here," Katsuki hands him the glass of water. "D'ya think you can manage the paracetamol? We gotta get your temperature down."

The sounds Izuku makes isn't very commital, but Katsuki drops the pills into the awaiting shaky hand and while Izuku takes them, he mops up the mess and roots through their drawers for lighter clothes. Izuku is pliant and sleepy as he changes him into a tank and shorts but Katsuki can feel him trembling.

"Nope. No blanket," he says as Izuku tries to wrap himself up.

"But...'m'cold..."

"That's the fever talking, you're gonna boil your brain if I let you have that."

He pulls the blanket down and Izuku just let him; it sends a swoop of dread through katsuki's stomach to see him just...give up like that even as he's relieved he doesn't have to fight him on it. Katsuki can't help squeezing the damp cloth just a little too hard in agitated fingers. Izuku hisses again at the feeling of what must be freezing water on his skin, but Katsuki tries to sooth as best he can, guiding izuku's head into his lap and running fingers through damp curls.

Izuku goes slowly boneless under the attention, eyelids falling closed, although Katsuki can see him fighting it.

"Sleep," he coaxes. "I've got you."

"...mmkay. G'night."

Katsuki watches Izuku slacken against him, listens to the even sounds of his breaths, and settles in for a long night.

#whumptober2023 #no.2 #thermometer #bnha #fic #vomiting tw #bkdk #bakudeku #sickfic

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ao3feed-tododeku · 8 months

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#AO3 Link #FanFiction #AO3 Todobakudeku #💥#💛#💣#Todobakudeku #♣#R:T #A:Anonymous #Future Fic

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meeko-mar · 3 years

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Kacchan had to be nerfed because if he'd gone in there yelling, Izuku's *KACCHAN SENSE* would have gone off mid-conversation with his Vestiges and he would have snapped out of very important OFA development and flew outta there like when Aang sensed Katara in danger and ditched his Avatar State training just as he was reaching total mastery of it

#Bakudeku #they're gay your honor #You can't tell me he doesn't have a KACCHAN SENSE #lol this is mostly in jest but like am I wrong tho #as much as I hate it Kacchan can't interrupt this #tho I might think once he got there and talked to AM at least #he might understand that Deku needs some time #and he would wait quietly #probably not patiently #but he'd let Deku do what he needed to do #He understands the weight of this shit more than the people around him realize #WAY MORE than they realize #don't do my boy Kacchan dirty like this anymore just let him have his reunion and HOLD THAT HAND

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kacchans-gaythoughts · 2 years

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BKDK IS IRREFUTABLY CANON AND HERE'S WHY

There's a lot of different ships in the mha fandom and a lot of anti baukudekus out there but I'm here to tell you that they are wrong- and here's why:

The manga hasn't been finished yet so I can't say for sure that bkdk will become legitimately canon but I can say for absolutely certain that Horikoshi 100% ships them. And even better- he WANTS US TO SHIP THEM TOO. I don't know yet if he's setting us up for a Canon bkdk endgame but it's pretty damn obvious that there's some kind of romantic going on, and hori is doing it intentionally.

There's literally so much evidence so I'm just gonna run through some of this as quickly as possible

For obvious reasons- why is Katsuki on Deku's left ring finger? If we're going off of the generally accepted ochadeku then it would make sense to put her on his left ring finger, right? But who's there instead? That's fuckin right, dekus childhood best friend turned bully turned rival turned...not quite friend bc that doesn't really seem to fit their dynamic, does it? Whatever it is, however, Horikoshi thought making art with kacchan on Deku's marriage finger fit that dynamic when he could have chose literally any other finger.

And here's the thing, guys. Horikoshi knows what's up. He's not stupid. I refuse to believe that this is just a coincidence or whatever bc, look, if we weren't supposed to read into it, Horikoshi would have put mineta or someone on that finger. But he didn't, he put Katsuki there full well knowing that bkdk is the biggest ship in MHA. Full well knowing their history, the intensity they have with each other. Tell me he didn't do that shit on purpose, I dare you

Give me one single non gay reason for the entirety of this show focusing on deku and kacchan holding hands.

Deku unlocked blackwhip from sheer anger at monama for talking shit on Kacchan, and then later when asked how he was able to unlock it, he lied to All Might, and said it just happened, when he knew exactly what "just happened" and it embarrassed him enough to lie to freaking ALL MIGHT so he didn't have to explain how someone shit talking his childhood friend bothered him so much he went feral and unlocked a brand new power just to KO a classmate

Katsuki canonically bullied izuku because the thought of him doing things to put himself in danger when he was quirkless and unable to defend himself made Katsuki feel so uncomfortable that he chose to detach himself from his childhood friend in order to not be hurt by him. He cared about his nerd so damn much, that the thought of losing him hurt to the point that he would have rather lost him as a friend all together than continue caring about him and go through the pain of losing him someday when he wasn't prepared for it. If Katsuki didn't care for deku so intensely he wouldn't have even gone through the trouble. Kinda sounds like love, mate

This didn't need to happen but boy were we blessed anyway

Izuku is literally watching you every moment of the day and you want more???? Also your whole thing is supposed to be like being recognized as the best and whatever why in hell is only Deku's recognition important? You have other classmates and ppl watching u fruity bastard

He's gonna be the best and be better than all might but he'd rather die than let his childhood friend/rival be murdered in front of him. Better him then that stupid nerd...right?

I don't want this to be crazy long so I'm just gonna stop but THE POINT IS- regardless, REGARDLESS OF WHETHER IT BECOMES CANON IN THE MANGA/ANIME, Horikoshi obviously ships them and he WANTS us to ship them too! He wouldn't put out incredibly sus official art if he didn't, wouldn't let his assistant put out those crazy adorable sketches if he didn't, there just WOULD NOT BE SO MUCH EVIDENCE IF IT WASNT CANON IN THE CREATORS EYES

Add with that the fact that Ochako is obviously supposed to be Deku's love interest but the entire thing falls flat. I refuse to believe that that wasn't done on purpose. Hori's telling us something. He cannot be able to write deku and kacchans relationship so freaking well and then supposedly write in a love interest for the MC that seems stupidly insignificant and bland. Why even put the love interest In there in the first place? He did that shit on PURPOSE. He's showing us something. I feel it in my bones, damnit.

Please feel free to add onto this with ur own things, but I would honestly be surprised if at this point bkdk didn't become Canon in the end. But, even if it doesn't, we can at least sleep well knowing that it damn well is supposed to be, and we have the creator on our side so antis can fuck right off

#bkdk #bakudeku #bnha #bnha spoilers #im right idcidcidc

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izukusjoyfriend · 3 years

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Deku and Bakugou analysis,a bit of a KatsuDeku theroy post.

Warning!!! This thread is very long and has suggestice themes. Please proceed with caution.

"After that, he lit a fire under me like that"

That's way to sus.

One thing I've noticed too,Deku refers and reacts to Bakugou differently than big heros,even ones that he strongly admires,like,really admires,like all might.

Which makes me thinks..Is all the romantic-like shit done on purpose?

Stuff like this:

That first line translates into: The burning longing in my chest will not disappear.

Second line:I want it to change

He said he daydreams about him and Katsuki in some opening I don't remember.

Stars are VERY prominent with them to,after when Deku said that sus line,he looks up at a star,and saids,he wants it to change,ya know,there is also another song about Katsuki and Deku,Its Polaris. It being about Deku and Katsuki,makes a lot of sense.

Heres why;

"If I could go back and give up everything I had,I would never hide my scars for anything. No not for no one"

When Katsuki bullied Deku,he was scar-ed.

It makes sense. He regrets what he did to Deku. Hes trying to Atone. He absolutely hates what he did to Midoriya,and The line saying,"No,not for no one". It makes sense!

Katsuki hid his scars and tried to act like a big and tough boy,which in reality..

He was the weak one. That's canon,that was touched apond in the manga

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"Say goodbye ,I don't have the strength to let it all end,I would give all and everything if we could mend,All I wanted was you to stay and not disappear,I've decided I will follow my heart,Promise yours will always be right near me.."

Makes a lot of sense. Let me explain,The "Say goodbye" line is a play on deku leaving U.A,and after that..Bakugou saids this,

"I don't have the strength to let it all end!"

Which is..f***ing heart breaking.. Alright let me bring this up,

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Yes, Izuku's exhaustion and pain is the primary focus, but those tiny details imply that Katsuki Bakugou, the guy who has had a strict bedtime and diet his whole life, who puts every bit of effort into his own health, has completely disregarded his self-care to go after Izuku. Which also implies that his body didn't just move on its own when he risked his life for Izuku. It's further evidence that he isn't just trying to atone for his own sake. This guy straight up stopped taking care of himself because he was WORRIED for Izuku. He stopped sleeping in favor of searching. He reaggravated a very serious injury (one that he got already protecting Izuku) in order to protect him AGAIN.

Which..Makes sense... It shows more of a..Softer caring side of Bakugou. It explains it itself.

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"I would give all and everything if we could mend,All I wanted was you to stay and not disappear,I've decided I will follow my heart,Promise yours will always be right near me.."

Wow. If this is Katsuki..Its makes a lot of sense.. He would give..A lot for him and dekus friendship to be better again. That's why he did the training with him.

He would do anything to make the connection with him and deku because..He,wants to mend with Midoriya. Repair the friendship..

But what is really interesting and important is,that,He said "I've decided I will follow my heart,promise yours will also be right near me!" Which means,it wasn't just not his mortal compass..It was also where his,Heart was leading him too..

Which means,Bakugou doesn't just want to mend things for sake of mortality and heroism,but also,it's because..He feels that he should. And I would say he feeling like he should do this because he feels bad for deku,BUT,he said he wants deku heart to stay near his..which means:

"Close to your heart" is an English idiom describing something or someone dearly loved. It can be used to describe anything that has earned a great deal of affection from a person, often through familiarity with it over time. The meaning of this phrase comes from the fact that the heart is considered the organ of the human body that is the source of all love and affection. As such, anyone or anything that resides close to it will be on the receiving end of those feelings."

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OHHHHHH----- KATSUKI---

It could be platonic-- but...he wants..There..Hearts to be close?? That's oddly specify..He could just say he want them to be close..The thing is,he didn't even have too say anything about hearts..Hearts are symbolized as,a love thing.

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You're probably asking "Why does this matter???" Well..Ummm..Look at the background. There bubbles,the trope which is used is called love bubbles.

A romantic moment in anime is often accompanied by a pastel background with lots of bubbles. Nobody knows who wanders into all these series with an invisible bubble machine, but maybe they should stop before they get soap in somebody's eye...

Is..Is he blushing..? That explains the bubble and sparkles..

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HuH..???? HOW-

Look I don't know what to tell you.

But if that's not romantic,then I don't know what it is.

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Peace sign is confirmed to be a bakugou and deku song. He calls this story,MY HERO ACADEMIA,"OUR STORY"...huh..Remember the song "Datte atashi no Hero?" He also called bakugou his hero. Let that sink in.

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Remember shout baby...? Heres more crap to make Bakudeku romantic.

Let's go over that one line again..

Can't sugar code it. Nope. That's romantic in nature. Unless deku has fucking heart problems,this is romantic. No doubt on my end.

Heres something that just plain romantic.

"It’s frustrating that this unusual scent of hair made my heart flutter. So I hid my lips that’s forming a smile under my scarf.."

Wow... This sounds like Bakugou.

Let me explain why it does sounds like Bakugou. Frustration. About something small as that seems like him. It sounds like him too. And also,Bakugou rarely smiles.. I wonder what they where doing which made his heart flutter.

And why it's romantic..? Hear the way that's worded. The person hide the lips after their heart flutters.

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Alright let's go here. This is a song that supposedly between Bakugou and Deku.

youtube

Let's see it here,

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And the kanji used for this song is not helping.

They use the words like "Suki" Suki is only plantoic when revfiring to non humans. Deku uses it to Katsuki at the end of the song in another translation like this,

Suki da suki da suki da suki da

Context clue:

Suki da,

好すだよ。

Suki da yo.

I like you.

This phrase is commonly used in everyday life. It reveals to the interlocutor that you have feelings for him. It is up to him to interpret the strength of your love.

To avoid misunderstandings, do not tell people with whom you have friendly relations. I already imagine your Japanese friends feeling uncomfortable because they think you are trying to get out of the friend-zone.

Kimi ga daisuki da yo.

大だい好すだ。

Daisuki da.

I really like you.

Daisuki implies that you are a big fan of something when you talk about an object, food or a sports team. This is also the case when you talk about an artist, an athlete or some other famous personality.

But when you say that to someone, it implies that you have strong feelings for that person. These feelings must be beyond normal friendship.

........

*Sigh*

Here's more of the song

"Update! I want to fly, to fly, just to fly so far away, away from here. It can’t be anybody else, I don’t want anybody else. Because I don’t want to regret, I’ve got to say it now,I love, I love, I love, I love,I love being here with you."

The more I read into it. The more the song sounds like Katsuki. And it make sense if somewhat of update is sang by Katsuki.

Think about it. The song said this,

"It's not what you do,or what you say,it who you're with."

And if you think about,someone of these song lyrics sound like Katsuki himself.

This song is blunt. Blunter,then fuck,and you know who's blunt..?

Katsuki.

I'm not saying he sang all of it.. No. Update actually in the outro points about Deku and makes him the main focus. But,these lines make more sense for Bakugou then Deku,

"If you are, you are, you are, you are,If you are with me,Not back, not down, but the reason I was able to see the front only was,You were here"

Those lines make more sense for s5 bakugou and up,then s3 deku. Let me explain why. "The only reason I was able to see the front is because you where here" remember the apology..? If you don't it's chapter 322

Also for a second,let pay attention to this

It can’t be anybody else, I don’t want anybody else.

That's literally at least saying that Katsuki is VERY special to deku. And the context for this is that,who he'd run away with. It's basically saying he'd spend his life with Katsuki away from everybody else..and he would be..Fine..?

That really saying something about his favoritism to Katsuki-

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SEE WHATS WRONG...? If ya don't then,here;

It's really just explains itself,Katsuki and Deku are the only ones here.

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kiridarling · 3 years

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𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒

izuku midoriya | ft. ceo!au + praise + exhibitionism + breaking and entering + body worship + f!reader + more! minors dni.

— 3.8k words

“When I saw you this evening, in that ballgown, I knew I just had to have you. But I can't be a gentleman for much longer, as much as I'd like to."

You’ve always hated Chopin.

“L’œuf mimosa, Madame?”

After turning down the poor waiter whose arms quiver under the weight of the plates, you turn back to your red wine and people-watching. The ballroom is full of golds and reds, the amber lighting illuminating the intricately decorated walls. And you sit in the middle of it all—you and your 147 billion net-worth, with a ball gown that’s caught at least half the aristocratic asshole’s attention, not that they were very loyal to their wives in the first place.

You're not here for their attention, though. You’re strictly here for business—and frankly, you want to do nothing more than sock these fat business moguls in their chubby faces until their teeth fall out and demand they pay their taxes. But, seeing as you’re the only woman here who isn’t a gold-digging wife, you bite your tongue.

You’ve always dreaded black tie events, but as you’ve said, duty calls.

A whine filters through the speakers, followed by two amplified taps and a clear of a throat. The murmur down as the auction's owner takes the center of the stage, stilling in front of the next piece of art—hidden behind a black veil—before adjusting the tie to his business suit.

“I’m glad that you all could be with us tonight. I have both a great privilege and honor to host this event,” he announces, bulbous head already growing damp under the heat of the stage lights. “Now that we're almost at the end, I'm sure you won't be disappointed. Saving the best for last, as one does."

He includes a casual wave to his comment and the audience erupts in a flurry of chuckles, though not for long. As he walks over to the piece, hand raised and ready to reveal, silence seizes the room by the neck.

"Well. Shall we?”

The audience balances on the edges of their seats, with millions of wide eyes and thrumming chests in anticipation. A smooth flick of a hand and the black sheet is removed, and there sits the only piece you’ve had your eyes on all night. She’s even more beautiful up close.

“El Bacio, The Kiss. Francesco Hayez, 1859.”

The grip around your glass tightens. The brilliant blue from the woman’s dress in the oil painting may as well burn your eyes, and the surrounding murmurs peak with your interest. You know it's yours without question, though—you can outbid almost anyone in this room. Anyone that matters, anyway.

“This is the original version, originally commissioned by Count Alfonso Maria Visconti of Saliceto. It was donated to the Pinacoteca di Brera in 1886 and went missing in 1937. Starting at ten million.”

You try not to scowl. The fucker jacked up the price by two million.

“Twelve million,” the man says as he recognizes whoever lifted a hand. You sit tight, your hands throbbing in your lap for the right moment as you survey the room for anyone who could possibly pose a threat. You find none.

The bidding continues. The price elevates from twelve million to fifteen to thirty to fifty. You raise a hand, finally, fingers splayed wide and confident to signify a five.

“Fifty-five million.”

The room falls silent; you try not to smile. You know for a fact no one wants this painting more than you do, and you’re determined to have it.

“No one else?”

His eyes scan the room but no one makes a motion. It’s yours.

Until there’s movement from your peripheral.

“Sixty million!”

You eye whoever had the audacity to raise their hand, only to be met with a rather peculiar sight—a man, roughly your age, with slicked-back green hair and a hand twice the size of yours, lifted lazily in the air.

With a huff, you find yourself thrusting another five into the air.

“Sixty-five millio—Seventy million!”

You know that green-haired (probably) trust fund baby has got to be doing this for fun because the poorly hidden smirk hidden behind the hand he rests his chin on is more than obvious.

You dislike him already, immediately categorizing him with the rest—another sleazeball.

“Seventy-five million!”

“Eighty million!”

“One hundred million!”

In your defense, you were getting frustrated.

Either way, the green-haired stranger backs off with a nonchalant shrug, and it makes you burn this discontent. The business mogul-turned-auctioneer steps off the stage for another twenty-minute intermission and folks turn to one another for conversation. You sigh, simply satisfied that you’ve gotten what you came for.

You find yourself faintly puzzled by the boy with the green hair, and you're sure it's solely due to his age. Frankly, you've been the only one under thirty in the Top 100 Richest People since you achieved such a feat, and the fact that you haven't heard of him is...puzzling. But it doesn't matter. Clearly, he’s just another fellow looking to put another pretty thing in his foyer—you doubt he knows a thing about art, and definitely not an appreciation for it. You find solace in the fact that it's the new addition to your precious art collection instead, and will be owned and taken care of by someone who actually enjoys it.

“Good evening.”

You jump. Wrapped up in all of your inner turmoil (complemented by inner bragging, naturally) you fail to notice the greenette cross the expanse of the ballroom and make himself comfortable in the open seat next to you, despite your lack of approval.

“Hello,” you say, unsure of why he's here. He offers a hand to shake, Rolex glinting under the golden lighting.

“Izuku Midoriya,” he introduces, and you suppose shaking his hand won’t hurt.

“Your name?” He snorts, raising a cocky eyebrow. You scowl.

“Does it matter?”

“Not particularly.” Izuku rests his forearms on the table as his evergreen eyes rake your figure up and down. “But if you prefer to remain nameless, be my guest.”

“[Y/N].”

“Hmm?”

“My name,” you clarify. “It’s [Y/N].”

You’re not exactly sure what possessed you to tell him your name so easily. Maybe the fact that most already know who you are, and the fact that this man—this stranger—doesn’t know who you are, irks you a bit.

Okay. It irks you a lot.

“Well, Miss [Y/N],” Izuku tilts his head sideways. “I think that’s a very pretty name.”

Your body betrays you with a light gasp. Stupid thing.

“Well. I’m bored,” Izuku announces childishly, relaxing against the chair. “Lets go somewhere.”

You roll your eyes at his asserted dominance—in no way does he expect you to go with him, does he? You raise an eyebrow.

“No.”

Izuku clicks his tongue as if it were a buzzer, and more importantly, as if you were wrong. “Why?”

That has you scoffing. “I don’t know you.”

Izuku’s eyes flash with a challenge and it’s gone just as quickly. He leans forwards, crowding your personal space yet again.

“I told you my name, no?”

“You did,” you say, crossing your arms over your chest and straightening your back. You feel too small. “But I know nothing about you.“

“Well,” Izuku places an inquisitive finger on his lips, and it’s almost mocking, the way he takes a moment to think about it. “My name is Izuku Midoriya. I like...katsudon and hero movies. I’m here because I have too much time and money on my hands, and I’m, most importantly, bored.”

Your eyes narrow. “What do you do for a living?”

Izuku’s lip curls, and it’s downright sinister, “I'll tell you if you come with me."

You roll your eyes, and he takes both your hands in his. You don’t pull away, but you don’t reciprocate it either.

“Where?”

Izuku shrugs, “Wherever the wind takes us.”

Your stomach growls loudly, interrupting your fairly intimate conversation and dying your cheeks pink. Izuku raises an eyebrow.

“I heard they’re feeding us escargo for dinner.”

“Ugh,” you sigh, shoulder sagging. “Looks like I’m not eating, then.”

But there’s a glint in his eyes, and you’d be lying if you said there wasn’t one in your own. There's an ebb in the discourse, a beat, before Izuku's nodding towards the exit.

“Fast food?”

Wendy’s hits different during a Parisian midnight.

“—and so I had to be like: No Kacchan, you can’t hotwire his car to blow just because your food was, and I quote, lukewarm.”

You snicker behind a fist, digging your fancy heels into the grimy cement sidewalk, Wendy’s frostee in hand. Izuku hasn’t let go of your hand since you two left the fast-food joint, and for some reason, you haven’t pulled away.

"Violence seems to be a reoccurring theme with your friend," you say, laughing when Izuku nods in agreement, eyes stuck on the full moon hanging high in the air.

"You remind me of him, actually."

You raise an eyebrow, unable to see the correlation at all, "Because I'm a loud and angry and I like to blow things up."

"Or, because you're strong—independent. The type of woman to make men turn tail and run, you know?" Izuku turns to you with a lopsided grin.

You hum, averting your eyes to the moon. It's a stupid question, one that's all too loaded yet empty at the same time, and you hate that you hesitate to ask it.

"Why haven't you ran, then?"

"Easy." Izuku lets a smooth shrug roll off his shoulders, "I like strong women."

He continues to pull you to an undisclosed destination, the two of you stumbling through the heart of Paris with his suit jacket around your goosebump-ridden shoulders. People stare, but for the first time in forever, you find that you don't care much.

Finally, you two reach Izuku's "big reveal." You gaze at the magnificently lit french building in confusion, the golden under lights contrasting both of your beings against the navy blue sky.

"The Louvre?"

"Mhm," Izuku says, and he looks more than giddy. "Have you been?"

"Once," your voice is weary and you're sure he senses it, his grip tightening around your own. "For a fundraiser...but it's midnight Izuku, ho—"

But he's already tugging you to the right, dipping between columns and arches until you reach the back of the building. Izuku turns to you and whispers:

"Watch this."

It's hard to tell what he did exactly, especially with no light—it's just a bunch of jingles and ticks. Though, the moment you can't escape the sense that this is beyond sketchy, a lock clicks, and a door whines open.

"Hurry. And take your heels off," Izuku whispers, tilting his head towards the entrance. You hear the crunch of a leaf and see the beginning of a white flashlight curl around the building and fuck, this place has to be crawling with security guards, doesn't it?

"Don't tell me what to do," you grumble...as you take off your shoes. (Because you were going to do it anyway.) You enter and he closes the door behind the two of you, submerging you both in complete darkness.

"Security's only on the outside," Izuku grins. "They don't expect us to get inside, so as long as we're quiet, it should be fine."

"Until we have to get back out again," you say, huffing. Your heart pounds from the adrenaline because frankly, you've never been one for adventures, and breaking into a historical french museum is miles out of your comfort zone. "Seriously, did you think this through at all? What happens when we get caught?"

Izuku sighs, turning to you with a pout before grabbing your free hand again. "Women worry too much. C'mon—I wanna explore."

"You—let go, you misogynistic assho—"

You're cut off by a finger to your lips. Izuku bends down so he’s looking at you straight on, eyes dark as he sternly whispers, "Do you want us to get caught?"

It's not the prospect of getting caught that makes you falter, though—it's the way his stare pins you in place, voice swollen with that air of dominance you claim to hate. You have to tighten your grip on your heels to ensure they don't hit the ground.

"Now," Izuku‘s strangely childish manner returns, tugging your hand once your panicked whisper-yelling ceases, "Shall we?"

You roll your eyes, but your bare feet patter against the cold Louvre tile anyway. And you've got to say, the museum is much nicer when it isn't crawling with people.

"Mona Lisa's forehead is bigger than I thought," Izuku observes with a finger on his lip. He's on the wrong side of the railing, his nose close to kissing the glass protecting the piece. You snort, dropping your head to pinch the bridge. He turns to give you a weird look.

"What?"

"Nothing, just," you shake your head, the cool wood of the railing digging into your forearms. "Did you actually want that painting?"

Izuku frowns. "Which one?"

"El Bacio."

"Mm," the greenette hums as he thinks, blinking to the corner of the room."I suppose. You seemed like you wanted it more, though."

You roll your eyes, "So you cap at eighty million?"

Izuku shrugs, hopping the railing. Seems like he's finally done insulting poor Lisa, "I capped when you started to sweat."

You huff, but stomping instead of walking isn't so intimidating when you're barefoot. "I wasn't sweating."

You see a hidden smirk on Izuku's face once you catch up to him, and it's frustrating and insulting, to say the least. Both of you proceed down a hall of statues. "You're much easier to read than you think, Miss [Y/N]."

"And you're not as perceptive as you think, Mister Midoriya."

Izuku chuckles at that, shaking his head. "Well played, Miss [Y/N]. Well played."

You're not sure why your chest swells, but it does, and it takes both you and your limited lung capacity off guard. But you don't have much time to sort it out—Izuku's grabbing your hand again, and redirecting your attention to the last statue in the hall. You recognize it and frown.

“Cupid and Psyche?”

The silver moonlight pours in through the window, spilling down Cupid’s tipped wings and the softest points of the Psyche’s curves. Izuku hums in confirmation, hands sliding to encompass your hips as his chin hooks on your shoulder.

"Well done, Miss [Y/N]."

His voice deepens—it's coarse and heady, and gets your blood rushing in a way breaking and entering never could have.

"Amore e Psiche, Psyche Revived by Cupid's Kiss. Antonio Canova, 1793."

You fail to understand why this statue stood out to him compared to all the others, but the circles Izuku’s thumb presses into your hips signifies that you’ll find out soon.

"Cupid represents desire, and Psyche, the human soul," Izuku says, running his hands up your sides. "Together, they make the perfect union."

Dipping his nose into your neck, Izuku inhales, and the hands around your waist tighten, if the smallest bit. "Psyche was the prettiest woman in the world; so pretty she rivaled Venus' beauty with her own. It didn't matter if it broke rules—Cupid knew he had to have her."

The gentle nudge of a neck evolves into a set of butterfly kisses, tracing the column of your neck until his mouth reaches your ear. A hand slides to gently cup your breast, and the other to your thigh.

"Miss [Y/N], when I saw you this evening, in that ballgown, I knew I just had to have you. But I can't be a gentleman for much longer, as much as I'd like to." Izuku groans into your neck, hips gently grinding forwards. "So, it's up to you what we do next—I could drop you off at your home to probably never see you again, or...”

Izuku shifts, and you can feel his hardening cock against your back. “I can bend you over right here. Your choice.”

You hesitate, determined to think this through—but Izuku's wandering hands and rutting hips prove to be too much of a distraction.

"Fine," is all you say, before whirling around, grabbing the greenette by his dress shirt, and slamming your lips onto his.

Izuku kisses back with a grin—like he knew you were going to say yes—and places his hands around your waist yet again, backing you up against the marble statue.

"Sit on the platform," he breathes into your mouth. You frown.

"Like, the platform to the statue? Caus—"

"Yes on the statue, now sit," Izuku demands, but he doesn't give you much room to protest, forcing you onto the marble platform. Hiking your dress to your waist, Izuku's calloused palms slide up your inner thighs, spreading them apart to make room for himself in between. He pauses.

"No panties?"

You flush red—from the exposure or the comment, you aren't sure—but you huff in defiance nevertheless, determined to stand your ground and keep some of your dignity. (Though you're positive Izuku can feel you shaking already.)

"I'm wearing a dress," you defend weakly.

Izuku hums behind a bitten lip, lying a heavy thumb on your clit. It's enough pressure to make your thighs tense but not much else, until it flicks downwards.

"I wanna taste you," Izuku growls with dilated pupils once he finally tears his gaze from your exposed body. "Can I?"

Heat surges through your veins, and you let him pry your thighs apart as you respond with an unsteady, "Yeah—yeah, that's fine."

Izuku's chest rumbles with a growl as he closes in on your pussy, hands gripping underneath your thighs. You whimper when he trails butterfly kisses down your inner legs, the grip you have around the skirt of your dress tightening.

"So pretty," Izuku groans, chuckling when you shiver as he flattens his tongue against your slit, "My Goddess."

With that he dives in, almost sending you toppling with the force. The moonlight dyes his green locks a navy blue, and you can't resist seizing them into a fist when he pushes a finger in.

"Feel good, Gorgeous?" Izuku says with a knowing smirk on his sinfully glossed lips. Another digit enters and it has your toes curling as you nod. “Shit, you’re tight.”

Izuku spits on your pussy and it’s downright dirty, before looks at you under forest green eyelashes, the other hand finally letting go of your thigh in favor for pulling at the top of your dress.

“Izuku, wha—“

“I wanna see your tits,” he huffs. You’d laugh at his enthusiasm if you weren’t so aroused, and you find your hands joining in the flurry. The moment they’re free, Izuku’s mouth latches onto your breast in an instant.

“F-Fuck, ‘Zuku—“

“You sound so good when you moan my name, sweetheart,” Izuku groans, and you jolt as he tweaks a bud.

“Say it again.”

He pinches your nipple and clit at the same time, and it has your legs kicking as you squeal his name again.

The Izuku growls and it's nothing but feral, and another yelp of his name has him pulling you to your feet to the point where your noses almost touch. Aggravated from being so close before the greenette ripped his fingers away has you scowling.

"Wha—"

"Can I fuck you?" His breath ghosts your lips. You hide your shock by a roll of your eyes.

"Do you always ask stupid questions?"

Izuku hums in contemplation before grabbing you harshly by the jaw, to the point where your cheeks squish into your eyes and your lips pucker. "Say it, Bunny."

"I just sa—"

"Say 'I want you to fuck me, Izuku,'" he says with a cruel snarl. "’Hard.’"

Your eyes dart from his heavy gaze to the statue, and you can't help but feel more fragile than glass. "I litera—"

"Say it, brat."

"I—" you try but nothing comes out, and you blame that darkened stare of his, "I w-want you to fuck me. Izuku."

Izuku inhales sharply, the fingers cradling your face tightening before he speaks again.

"Good girl."

He spins you so your hands lay on the statue's base, yanking your hips back and flipping your dress so your bare ass is exposed to the cool air.

Izuku's palms caress your behind, kneading both globes before he pulls you against his bare cock. (When he took off his pants is beyond you.) He slaps his cock against your clit until you huff in frustration, turning around to shoot him an angry glare.

"Today, Izuku."

The greenette blinks out of his absorbed gaze on your behind in favor of glowering you down. You waver under his glare despite your best efforts.

His cock kisses your entrance and then all of it is in you at once, and his size is enough to make your inner thighs ache from the stretch. You bite your lip in an attempt to muffle a moan, but that crashes and burns fairly quickly.

"O-Oh shi—"

"You said today, didn't you?" Izuku rasps, before pulling out and stuffing you full at a quick and steady pace. Your hands scramble for proper purchase against the statue—without breaking it, for gods sake—but the harder he fucks you into it, the harder it is to stay upright. "Quiet, baby. We're not supposed to be here, remember?"

You nod frantically, teeth digging into your bottom lip. The thought of getting caught, you, of all people, while being railed against a marble statue—

Izuku moans in your ear, a hand moving between your thighs to rub at your clit. "Oh, you tightened when I said that—you like the idea of getting caught, Bunny?"

You respond with a choked moan, thighs quivering with an impending orgasm. Izuku groans as you tighten around him again, but they quickly turn into shushes.

"Bu—"

"I-I know," your voice cracks and it's absolutely pathetic. "But I can't—"

Izuku's hand wraps around your mouth to the point where his fingertips just barely brush your ears. You whine, eyes fluttering as the new grip adjusts the angle ever so slightly, and pushes him so much deeper.

"You're gonna kill me," Izuku says, wheezing out a laugh. "I—fuck Bunny, I'm close."

You whimper behind his hand and nod as if to say me too, and you're sure Izuku understands from the way he groans before he speeds up in all aspects. "Good. G-Good—cum for me baby, I know you can—"

Your toes curl into the marble floor as the coil in your gut snaps, knocking the wind out of you and sending you thrashing in Izuku's arms. You hear the greenette curse and shudder behind you, stuttering hips slowing to an eventual stop. Both of you stand there for a moment, comfortable interrupting the silence with nothing but your heaving breaths.

"You okay?"

You chuckle. It's dry and scratchy, and your lip throbs from biting it so hard, but it isn’t...aggravating, per-se. "You sound worse than me."

Izuku laughs at that, though it waters down as he pulls out with a hiss. "I don't think worse is the correct adjective here, Miss [Y/N].”

You snort. Back to “Miss [Y/N]” it is, then.

Your ears catch the distinct wail of ever-increasing sirens, but you don't think much of it until the side of Izuku's face starts flashing blue and red. Both you and the greenette falter, sharing a look.

"Police! Hands in the air!"

i wrote this while watching a hysterectomy in physio aah (also yes, the french police speak in english leave me alone skjdhfgk) — sun

#— 𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐔 #izuku midoriya #deku x reader #deku smut #izuku smut #midoriya smut #bnha smut #mha smut

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excusemyhyperfixation · 3 years

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"Great Explosion Murder God, DynaMight" - a confession?

I have to ask the question, how is this written in Japanese? How is Great Explosion Murder God written in Japanese?

Now first lets go back to his original choice for hero names: Lord Explosion Murder, King Explosion Murder and Explosion Murder.

What was lost in translation are that these are a play on his name Bakugou(Kacchan is a nerd, fight me). All three names sound like Bakugou Katsuki or twisted funny versions of it, which reads as BakuhatsuSatsujin or the other one Bakugutsuou. Basically his naming sense is based off puns from "Bakugou".

So going back to the original question, how is "Great Explosion Murder God" written? Surely it would follow his naming sense to play off his name like his previous choices, and it could.

So i thought why not 爆王主キ which reads as Baku-Ou 'Su-Ki?

Baku - Explosion/Bomb - 爆

Ou - King/Lord/Great Person - 王

Su - God - 主

Ki - Kill - short for キル(kiru), (yes japanese people use the english sounding words like for ticket which basically reads as chikketto. That just how it be)

Now don't say it can't be Bakuou Sukiru, because its already been released as "Great Explosion Murder God", because things CAN get lost in translation and sometimes the translator just has to choose which sound better. I've seen early translations of the name to instead be "God of Explodokills, Dynamaito" so literally it could have been up to the translator how to translate it into English

Now for why I like Bakuou Suki.

It basically comes down to that It's pretty much his name, and doesn't that fit with all the other names so far? Horikoshi is so damn deep with the puns.

Plus "Bakuou" can also mean Bomb King or Bomber King, a reference to Bomberman, a game i used to play on Gameboy Advance way back then. A very very popular Nintendo game.

Like excuse you, tell me Horikoshi would not.

As for the second part of "Bakuou Suki" is the "suki". Now I'm sure we've all read enough manga to know that suki directly translated means "like", but in japan it has been more recently been used to mean "love".

Therefore "(Great Explosion Murder God, Dynamight)Bakuou Suki, Dynamight" can also have the double meaning of "BomberKing Love, DynaMight".

Which could also be read as Great Explosive Love! (Or Bomber King's Love)

And who the fuck was Bakugou rushing to after which screaming this embarrassing pun filled name of "Great Explosive Love, Dynamite"?

Fucking Deku, that's who.

The Deku who Bakugou had a power up over while he had a montage over of their moments together. Bakugou powered up with the power of love!

Boss, tell me its ain't love and I'll smack you some sense.

The announcement of his "Hero Name" was cathartic because it was also an announcement of his own feelings. He was finally saying things out loud.

It was a confession to Deku. No one else might have understood, but even just admitting this to himself was a big step, saying it out loud an even bigger step.

(However you might ask where's the Kat is in Bakuou Suki. Well, in Japan or the general east the ship name for BakuDeku is more well known as KatDeku. Kacchan would also be written more as Kat-chan. The Kat is Katsuki from "Bakuou 'Suki" is reserved away only for Kat-chan, for Deku only).

👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

👏👏👏I've cracked the code, lads! 👏👏👏

👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

This has been a BakuDeku Public Service Announcement.

Thank you for your time.

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silverynight · 1 year

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Part VI

Tenya can see the concern in All Might's features as soon as he tells him about the situation regarding the demigod, Midoriya Izuku.

"We can't have an endless winter. Everything will die if this stays the same."

Yes, that's exactly what Tenya was thinking about when Todoroki told him about his powers; it makes sense for him to have so much control on the mortal realm, since he's the son of a very strong god. But he knows All Might can't and won't let this to escalate even more.

"Midoriya is not dead," he suddenly says, surprising Tenya. "I've seen the boy before because his mother prays for him a lot in my temple. She's a nice woman and has asked me to keep an eye on him. And so I have. He's really kind to everyone and more powerful than he thinks."

"Do you know where he is, Sir?"

All Might sighs, looking sad. That's more than enough to know the answer, but the king of the gods still says: "Unfortunately, no. I wasn't looking at him when he disappeared. However, I know he is alive because I can feel his life force now. It's quite strong."

"So perhaps he just ran away?"

"Young Midoriya would never leave his mother... At least not like that."

"What do we do now?"

"Call all the gods and tell them to meet me here."

"Do you think one of them is involved in this, Sir?"

"Most likely. Hurry up, before winter gets worse."

***

Izuku feels bad for leaving the cute dog to sleep on the floor, but he's too big to sleep on the bed next to him. However, he stays for a while with him, until Dynamight relaxes before Izuku jumps on the bed and goes back to sleep.

In the morning a soft knock at the door wakes him up, Dynamight is wagging his tail excitedly, although to Izuku's momentarily confusion, the big dog is staring at the side door instead of the entrance.

That's when Izuku realizes it must be Bakugo.

"Just a second!" He says before quickly putting on a new dress. That one doesn't cover his back at all, but it's okay because the place is warm that day. "You can come in now, Kacchan!"

Bakugo gets "attacked" by a very happy Dynamight who ends up licking his cheeks even though the god tells him not to.

The scene makes Izuku chuckle and realize, that even though he misses the mortal realm, he really enjoys being in the underworld. It has started to feel like home, although he's aware he'll have to get on a ship eventually...

"You two are really cute!" He beams, knowing Bakugo doesn't like to hear those types of compliments.

"Cute? I'm anything but–" Bakugo chokes as soon as he notices what Izuku's wearing. He seems to have forgotten he was irritated a few seconds ago. "It looks good on you."

"Thanks, Kacchan!" Izuku says before turning around to start petting each of the dog's head. He gets a little bit startled when he feels a warm hand on his lower back for a moment. Bakugo has gotten used to put his hands on his waist very often, although this time it feels a little bit different because there's no fabric in between his skin and the god's palm.

"You also have freckles on your back," Bakugo comments. To Izuku's surprise, he's blushing to the tip of his ears.

"Yes," Izuku giggles. "I told you my body is covered in them!"

Bakugo seems to get flustered at that, but he doesn't move his hand away. It's okay actually, Izuku doesn't mind.

"Are we going to cheer up some souls today?" He asks, excited; he's already thinking about all the flower crowns he's going to make. "I can't wait to see the children!"

Bakugo looks at him fondly, he cups Izuku's face with one hand, making him feel small; the king of the underworld is very tall.

"That sounds like an excellent idea, but we must have breakfast first... You haven't eaten–"

"I have," Izuku cuts him off, pointing at the basket. There's still a couple of food inside, but not much. Everything was absolutely delicious.

For some reason, Bakugo looks relieved; Izuku thinks that maybe he was worried about him, although... He's not supposed to feel hungry, right? He remembers Kirishima explained to him that the people in the underworld still eat though, just for the pleasure of it; they still can taste the food after all. However, they only eat food from that place.

Now that he thinks about it, Ashido brought that basket from the mortal realm for him. For a second he thinks about asking Bakugo, but something tells him he shouldn't.

"Ha! I bet the food here is better than anything you have ever tasted, isn't that so, nerd?"

"Y-Yes!" Izuku says, feeling like a terrible person for lying.

"Well... I think we can see a couple of souls before leaving Dynamight back in–"

There's a knock at the entrance door. Bakugo narrows his eyes immediately and opens it with irritation.

"I hope it's important because I was–"

"It is," Kirishima cuts him off, looking pale. Izuku immediately worries and gets closer to him.

"Are you alright?"

"Of course, Midoriya!" He says, although he doesn't look okay at all. He's clearly nervous, almost afraid. "Everything's fine! It's just... There's someone who wants to talk with Bakugo in the throne room."

"Alright," Bakugo nods, looking suddenly tense. However, when he turns around he tries to smile at Izuku. "Why don't you go ahead and wait for me at the docks with Dynamight. I'll be with you soon."

Izuku nods, knowing it's probably none of his business, but still a little bit worried.

There's something going on.

***

Mina tries not to look nervous in front of the herald; he hasn't say a word about what he's doing there, but she knows. It's about Midoriya.

It has to be.

When Kirishima and Bakugo walk in the throne room, Iida moves his head down as a form of respect.

To Bakugo's credit, he doesn't look nervous, it's almost like he's bored, although Mina knows him and she can tell when he's not quite relaxed.

He must know what this is about.

"I have a lot of things to do here so spit it out," the King of the underworld grumbles like he usually does.

Iida rolls his eyes; he's used to Bakugo's personality at this point, even though he doesn't go down to the underworld quite often.

"All Might requests your presence. He has something important to tell you."

"To me?"

"To all the gods," Iida says.

"What does he want to tell us?" Bakugo huffs with irritation or that's the impression he wants to give, but he must be as distressed as Mina is at the moment.

"I'm not allowed to say. You must attend the meeting."

"Right now?"

"At noon."

"Tell the old man I'll be there."

Iida nods, although he grimaces when Bakugo refers to All Might as "the old man" however, he doesn't say anything about that. It's not the first time Bakugo calls him that.

When Iida goes... Mina feels like she can breathe again. Kirishima still looks pale though. She's glad they told Kaminari to stay with Midoriya because no matter how much she loves him, Kaminari is not known for keeping secrets, especially when he's nervous.

"Bakugo, this is your opportunity to let Midoriya go..."

"No," the king almost growls at Kirishima.

"Come on! You can still fix this!" Mina says, almost desperate and a little bit upset because of how stubborn and stupid that god is. "I'm pretty sure he doesn't know it's you, but he knows it's one of the gods already."

"You don't know if this about my Izuku," Bakugo growls, however, he starts pacing around the room like he's in distress.

"She's right, Bakubro..." Kirishima cuts in, with a worried expression on his face. "You'll get in trouble for this. Listen, even if Midoriya goes back, you can still visit him in the mortal realm and court him there!"

"No! That half and half bastard is gonna try to steal him from me!" The god retorts as his palms emit little explosions, he's getting angrier.

Mina knows he's suffered without Midoriya; when he thought the best thing for the demigod was to stay away from the underworld, but no matter how much Bakugo needs him, he can't get himself in this kind of trouble.

"Midoriya will find out eventually... And when he does he'll get mad at you," she hates to point that out, but Bakugo needs an emotional slap to do what's right. He needs to snap out of his madness.

The king's expression twists in pain, Mina doesn't like it, but he's her friend and she has to help him.

"He won't find out," he blurts out, stubbornly. Bakugo is so afraid of losing Midoriya he can't see the right path at the moment. "Besides, it's too late now because he ate something from my realm, which means he can't go back now. Those are the rules."

"Did you give him food? That's not manly, Bakubro, you should've told him."

"There was a basket in his room, I didn't actually give him anything..." However, Bakugo still looks guilty because he probably wanted Midoriya to eat, he wanted him to stay.

Mina knows that's her basket though, which means Midoriya is still free to go, but she can't tell that to the king of the dead at the moment.

"They'll find out..."

"They won't."

Mina sighs; she's not Nighteye, which means she can't actually see the future, but she's sure this isn't going to end well. Bakugo and Midoriya will end up hurt.

She knows her friend is not bad, but he had never been in love before and this feeling hit him way too hard for him to think of the consequences. Bakugo is so terrified of losing Midoriya... that he's doing everything the wrong way...

But she doesn't know what to do. She wishes there was a way to fix this.

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