#his explody bullshit is FUNNY

[bakuhatsufallinlove]

Have you seen the latest MHA S7 OP ? The visual are so pretty, bkg has such a soft look! These days hori is drawing Katsuki with such smiling expressions so i wonder if bkg is going to have a change in personality like not being angry 24/7 etc what do you think ? His relation with izuku is definitely going to change but will deku accept this new soft side of kacchan?

Listen, my friend, and hear the gospel: Katsuki has always been soft.

Katsuki is known for bolstering his tough guy, shit-talking side, yes, absolutely. But his tough side and his soft side do not contradict each other, they complement each other. He is not suddenly not the guy who explosively roars or tells people off just because he's more comfortable showing himself to be thoughtful, reliable, considerate, compassionate, loyal, and selfless. He is still ferocious, ambitious, self-confident, and smug--a sore winner if there ever was one.

Hell, you see this on clear display in his fight against AFO. He's mocking that guy. Just utterly shitting on him. And it's fantastic.

Katsuki hasn't been "angry 24/7" since before Deku vs. Kacchan 2. I could quibble about how we're reading his character even earlier, but this point inarguably marks a change for him. We're now on chapter 421; the series is not over, but just those 301 chapters since DvK2 represent over 70% of its length. Even cutting the 40some chapters he was down for the count still allots us at least 60% of the story featuring some softer, more introspective, less combative flavor of Kacchan than what we began with.

I'm not trying to criticize you, anon -- but I do want to point these things out, because I think people underestimate and misread this kid sometimes. Don't buy into his bluster wholesale!

We're seeing Katsuki at his most comfortable, right now. We're seeing his truest self. He is allowing people to see the softness he has always had inside him, and I love it.

But Katsuki has always been and will always be feisty, snarky, and a little contrarian. He's always gonna roast the people he cares about for being thick-headed or careless or making his life hard. And then he's gonna be there for them anyway, which is what he's done for Izuku all this time.

As for how Izuku is gonna receive him, I have no doubt whatsoever that Izuku will beam at him with joy, satisfaction, and the occasional awe. He has accepted Katsuki as he is ever since DvK2, happy to be by his side to watch him better himself and then chase after him. They have been getting more and more comfortable with each other, working together, planning together, talking casually together.

I don't think their relationship is going to change much, other than the ways they are going to let each other in more. And gosh, what a joy that would be to see, huh?

It's all gravy from here on out, man.

Also the opening fucking rocked, and I absolutely yelled when I saw explody boy doing his fourth-wall-breaking gentle gaze at the camera. Izuku is very lucky to be the one those eyes land on more often than not, and he's superfan enough to be grateful even if he's not particularly self-aware!!!

#asks #anon asks #bkdk #mha spoilers #mha season 7 spoilers #mha manga spoilers #Katsuki is a tsundere in many respects #he's also just fucking funny #his explody bullshit is FUNNY #it's entertaining and inspiring and delightful #he's a winner and he knows it now #I love him #I love him explosive and I love him soft #love him tender love him true #Izuku CHERISHES that boy #as he should #I dunno if this is what you were expecting anon but I hope you got something out of it haha

[megwritesfanfiction]

KWP - Rematch (BNHA, Kacchako)

Disclaimer: I do not own Boku No Hero Academia. I am not making a profit off of this.

A/N: I am having too much fun over here!

This prompt continues: First Days Fragile Roses

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“Where the hell is everyone?”

Uraraka chuckled, stepping unto the sparring floor of the gym. Her hands placed on her hips proudly as she bounced on her heels. “Told you so,” she reminded with a little giggle. “Finals are over, and everyone is looking forward to a little down time.”

Bakugo shook his head as he looked around the empty gym, “Pathetic.”

“No,” she gently poked his arm, laughing at his scowl. Since White’s Day, they’d found themselves slowly moving beyond their casual class interactions. “It’s the end of the term. People are tired, Bakugo.”

Nothing drastic, but on the Bakugo Katsuki scale of social interaction it was unprecedented.

They typically had breakfast together in the lounge before class started. He would make fun of her for eating natto and insist “that shit tastes like snot”. She’d laugh pushing pieces in his face, laughing as he cursed.

Bakugo would slow his walk to the classroom, so she could match his stride. He’d listen patiently as she rambled and found himself comforted by her chatter or enjoying her silent company.

A few nights ago, Uraraka had made them some mochi for the their study session. She’d laughed sadly at his horrified reaction to her cooking, but delighted in the fact he promised to make her some mochi once the new school year started.

“Which isn’t an excuse to slack off,” he scoffed, shifting his weight as he folded his arms.

“But,” Uraraka drawled. “It’s definitely a reason to rest and recuperate.”

“You’re giving those extras too much credit.” They both knew that most of their classmates were celebrating the end of the term, packing up their dorms, or indulging in some much needed and rare sleep.

“Part of being a hero is knowing when to step back.” She gave him a firm nod, reminding him of All Might’s lecture a few months ago. “Remember?”

“Tch,” he dismissed rolling his eyes. “So, what are we doing at the gym?” Bakugo challenged with a knowing smirk.

“We,” Uraraka nodded, fists curled in front of her with excitement. “Are going to have a rematch.”

“What?”

“Rematch,” she repeated with a nod as she stared up at him. “You owe me one.”

“I don’t owe you a damn thing, Uraraka,” Bakugo insisted firmly with a small smirk. He folded his arm looking down at her, challenge glittering in his eyes.

Uraraka hopped in front of him, bringing her arms to her chest in a defiant stance of her own. “Scared I’ll get you this time?”

His eyes narrowed as he clicked his tongue at her. “You know,” he started, placing his hands on his hips as he shook his head. “I was trying to save your cute ass from another whipping-“

She blushed at the slip, unsure if she had the nerve to point out the fact that he’d called her cute. “That’s funny, I thought you had remembered that I, quite literally, almost crushed you at the Sports Festival.” Competitiveness and sass were much easier to navigate than unexpected compliments and pleasantries.

“Old news, angel face.”

What? “Angel face?” She questioned feeling her cheeks flush. “Seriously?” Uraraka was able to let go of the cute comment, but that nickname caused butterflies to swarm uncomfortably in her stomach and her heart to stop.

“Well…” Bakugo grumbled, awkwardly scratching behind his head. He’d figured she would have caught the hint by now. In his mind, he’d done about everything possible to let her know about his affections. “Yeah…”

Everything accept actually tell her how he felt.

“You know…” He shrugged trying to remain as casual as possible. His hands shuffled in his pockets awkwardly.

“Know…” Uraraka shook her head. “What?”

“Are you kidding me?” Either she was too dense to read between lines, or she didn’t understand he had a crush on her.

Bakugo didn’t want to consider that this was her nice way of rejecting him.

“No.” She frowned, brown eyes a little hurt at the harshness in his tone. Uraraka really didn’t understand.

“Whatever.” A part of him was perfectly content living in this weird phase they were in. They were teetering on the fine line of friends and something beyond that. There was no rejection here, but he couldn’t help but wonder if they could have more. “You gonna fight me or what?” More meant taking a risk, and Bakugo wasn’t ready to swallow his pride yet.

“You mean, am I gonna kick your butt?” Uraraka questioned slyly as she look a step back from him. “Oh, no quirks.”

“That’s bullshit”

“We don’t need you setting fire to gym.”

She had a point. “I’m not going easy on you just because you’re cute,” he promised. Feelings or not, Bakugo wasn’t about to let her win. He knew that Uraraka didn’t need him to take it easy on her.

“Naturally,” she grinned, pulling her into a ponytail as she lowered in her fighting stance. “I’m not going easy on you either.”

“Bring it on, cupcake!”

“Oh,” she couldn’t help but grin wickedly as they slowly started to circle each other. “I’m cupcake now, huh?”

“Well, you didn’t like angel face.” A smug smirk settled on his face as he brought his fists in front of him.

“I never said that.” Her stance relaxed , eyes softening for a moment.

“Alright,” Bakugo nodded. He swallowed a lump of nerves and self consciousness.

“So,” she breathed. Pivoting one of her feet back, she took off in a sprint toward. “Shut up and fight me, Kacchan!” Uraraka charged at him with pulling her arm behind her and setting up for a right hook.

He didn’t have time to be upset over the use of his least favorite nickname. “Nice try,” he grinned, easily dodging her fist with a little chuckle. “Wonder where you learned that from?”

“I wonder?” She growled, pivoting sharply to turn to face him. Her training with Gunhead had given her the confidence to attack him and attempt to put him in the defensive. Uraraka threw a series of kicks and punches at him, hoping slowly working him against one of the walls.

Bakugo had no trouble blocking each of her attempts to connect. She’d definitely improved since their battle at the Sports Battle. Each of her attacks were more precise and more powerful than the last time they’d battled. “Alright,” he announced, grabbing her wrist to stop one of her hits.

“Huh?” She looked up at her arm, caught in his grasp and back to his eyes. Uraraka threw her other arm at him, watching with frustration as he took hold of the other wrist. She thrashed in frustration, hissing as she tried to free her arms.

“You’ve gotten better, angel face,” he chuckled, taking her wrists into one of his hands. “Ready to tap out?”

A slow smirk wove along her lips. “Nope,” she announced. Leaping forward, her legs wrapped around his waist and forced his weight back.

Bakugo grunted, his back slamming against the mat.

The sudden impact allowed Uraraka to free her wrists. She sat up, legs on either side of him as her thighs held him in place. “Ha!” She cried, quickly grabbing his palms and forcing them above his head to pin him to the mat. “I win,” she murmured, slowly leaning down so her nose nearly brushed against his.

His face flushed at their predicament. Bakugo Katsuki was competitive and stubborn, but he wasn’t a damn fool. This wasn’t an official match. He wasn’t about to complain about the cute girl perched on his lap.

He sure as hell didn’t let her pin him.

“Oh yeah?” But, he wasn’t ready to surrender.

Uraraka nodded victoriously, “Yeah.”

Bakugo pushed his against her, rolling her underneath him with a quick snap of his hips. “You were saying,” he smirked, pushing her hands down into the mat as he rested his weight against her.

Her lips sneered as she tried to throw him off. “Not fair,” she hissed, legs wrapping around his waist as she squeezed and twisted.

“Give it up, cupcake.”

Uraraka sighed loudly as she relaxed, “I surrender Lord Explody Murder.”

He leaned, down noses ghosting against each other. “That’s King Explosion Murder to you.”

“Right,” she breathed, feeling her chest constrict and face flush.

Bakugo’s eyes drifted to her lips as he panted lightly.

The full realization of the position they were in seemed to wash over the both of them.

His grip on her hands eased, face relaxing as he watched a soft blush grow on her cheeks.

She licked her lips, neck stretching a little closer to him. Brown eyes fluttered closed as she prepared to close the gap between them.

“Good match,” he grunted.

Her eyes snapped open, watching as Bakugo released her hands.

He stood up, stepping away from her.

“Yeah.”

He should have kissed her.

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