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sobbles-bog · 4 months

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ok not to stir up anything but i just saw someone refer to Pavitr as “the indian cinnamon roll” and i immediately lost all of my composure and died.

begging everyone to drop the “cinnamon roll” stuff about certain characters because i just cant take it anymore, ive seen it happen time and time again in different fandoms and its genuinely concerning

#can… can we stop calling characters cinnamon rolls like that #its genuinely starting to get concerning #dude pavitr is like 15-16 hes literally a goddamb teen please stop this NONSENE #nonsense #please im beggung everyone #atsv #pavitr #pavitr prabhakar #spiderman #bog meows #rant #rant post #cw rant #this is just like that time with midoriya in bnha #please..

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genie-made-of-clouds · 1 year

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Incorrect Quotes Based On What My Most Recent Fic Is About

. . .

Izuku: Mr. Aizawa, you'll be playing the role of my father.

Aizawa: I would love to.

Izuku: thats not how fathers work-

. . .

Deku: I am very small. And I have no money. So you can imagine the kind of stress that I am under...

. . .

Aizawa, pointing at Izuku: dis a son

Aizawa, pointing at Mic: dis a DJ

Aizawa, pointing at Nezu: dis a rat

Aizawa, pointing at All Might: disappointment

. . .

Izuku, staring at Shinso: I am a dumb bitch with terrible taste.

Izuku: I will never change.

Izuku: I will never improve.

Izuku: that is a promise.

. . .

Shinso: h-

Izuku: oh boy, I sure hope no one thought I was straight because oh. my. god.

. . .

Aizawa: hello, son, have you made anyone cry today?

Izuku: sadly, no. It is only 11:00, though.

. . .

Izuku, walking into the bathroom: dad, why are you in the bathroom at 3am? What are you doing?

Aizawa, holding a box of blue hair dye, and a bottle of bleach: something drastic and impulsive because I'm gay and have no impulse control. What are you doing?

Izuku, holding an electric razor behind his back: ...drugs

. . .

Aizawa: I wish you would just admit you made a mistake.

Izuku, stirring his coffee: I prefer it with salt.

. . .

Aizawa: you know... under that rough exterior, you're actually pretty nice.

Izuku: repeat that disgusting slander again, and you'll be hearing from my lawyers.

. . .

Izuku: everything's going to be fine. Its just a crush.

Shinso: hey Midoriya

Izuku: I love you.

. . .

Izuku: excuse me, I lost my dad, can I make an announcement?

Store Manager: sure!

Izuku: goodbye, you piece of shit.

. . .

Midnight: so whats it like being a dad?

Aizawa: imagine being the parent to a respectful, civilized, responsible, and mature teenager.

Midnight: Okay

Aizawa: now throw that idea through the fucking window.

. . .

Izuku: here's a fun idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, we fight whoever else is under it.

Aizawa: no-

Shinso: mistlefoe

Aizawa: don't encourage him!

. . .

Aizawa: I have the sharpest memory. Name one time I forgot something.

Izuku: you left me in the Walmart parking lot like, three weeks ago.

Aizawa: I did that on purpose, try again.

. . .

Aizawa: you're a very violent child.

Izuku: yeah, but I'm short, so its adorable.

. . .

Izuku: [drops one (1) French fry]

Izuku: nooOOOooo

Izuku: this is all my dad's fault.

. . .

Izuku: sometimes I wish the earth was flat just so I could yet myself into the endless void of space.

Shinso: ...are you ok?

Aizawa: I could just end you right now, would that make you feel better?

. . .

Aizawa: Where's your dad?

Izuku, fresh and groovy: Whats a dad?

Aizawa:

Aizawa: I'll be right back. I'm just getting adoption papers.

. . .

Izuku: [comes back alive after yet another tragic accident]

Aizawa: jeez, you really do have main character disease.

. . .

Aizawa: I'm not a thug. I'm a hero!

Izuku: oh yeah? Name one law.

Aizawa: Don't kill people.

Izuku: ...that ones on me, I set the bar too low

. . .

Endeavor: oh no, I fucked up!

Izuku, deadpan: he said with surprise in his voice, for some reason.

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alien-slushie · 2 years

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*Green Been changed Tape Arm's name to Serotonin*

Acid: not the puns.

Green Been: Its not for the pun. Sero just makes me happy!

Serotonin: sjeugeueikshyeiejs

Sparky: lmao sero just fell down the stairs

Sparky: his face red

#incorrect bnha quotes #incorrect mha quotes #incorrect my hero academia quotes #incorrect boku no hero academia quotes #izuku midoriya #deku #Cinnamon roll midoriya izuku #sero hanta #cellophane #mina ashido #alien queen #kaminari denki #chargebolt #serodeku #platonic or romantic

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moumouton4 · 1 year

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When they do that I feel ⬇

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HOT 🔥✨

( If you're cold just add more gifs to rise the temperature 🌡 )

#my hero academia #mha #boku no hero academia #bnha #izuku midoriya #deku #my gosh he is hot #but also a cinnamon roll #shoto todoroki #denki makinari #katsuki bakugo #dabi #toya todoroki

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funmalibmillie · 5 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Iida Tenya/Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku & Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Inko/Yagi Toshinori | All Might Characters: Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Todoroki Shouto, Iida Tenya, Uraraka Ochako, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Inko, Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Female Midoriya Izuku, Alternate Universe - No Quirks (My Hero Academia), U.A. High School (My Hero Academia), BAMF Midoriya Izuku, BAMF Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Katsuki is a Little Shit, Cute Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku is a Ray of Sunshine, Bakugou Katsuki Faces Consequences, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot Summary:

Is there a word for a piece you write that’s inspired by another fanfiction that is just an imagined scene for that story? Yeah…That’s what this is. I don’t take credit for the original idea for this, but I do take credit for the scene published here. Check out "Broken But Not Unfixable" and "Let's Try This Again" by feverdreamer97. It’s unfinished, but IT'S SO FREAKING GOOD!!!!

Excerpt of my scene for the MMA Fight between Bakugou Katsuki and Midoriya Izuku (Fem): "The battle trial was over, and Izumi stood victorious. But instead of reveling in her triumph, she approached where Katsuki now lay, vulnerable, in pain and for the first time in his years at UA—defeated. A signature moment of kindness softened Izumi's gaze as she spoke softly to him, "You know, Katsuki, I should thank you. You told me to take a short walk off a tall building, but I never fell. I flew."

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genie-made-of-clouds · 2 years

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Shinsou: Dracula lived life right. Sleep all day, live alone in a castle, and explode into bats to avoid social situations.

Deku: babe, what the fuck.

#shindeku #shinsou hitoshi #deku is a cinnamon roll #dekudoriya #mha midoriya #midoriya izuku #:3 #bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #funny #incorrect bnha quotes #incorrect bnha

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metallicmay · 2 years

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Who is your favorite character in my hero academia? Mine is Bakugo. Even know I’m a girl

Hi!! Thanks for the ask!^^ Oh, I'm a huge Kacchan fan too, for sure, but if I had to choose a single favorite character I think it would be Izuku because I've felt constantly moved by his character arc from day 1 and I also relate a lot to his self-sacrificial tendencies (not super great but what can ya do lol). Plus he's such a cinnamon roll how can you NOT love him <3

That blinding smile 🥺😭💚

#bnha #fave character #izuku midoriya #deku #midoriya izuku #ask me #pure cinnamon roll

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sylvanfreckles · 2 years

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No. 21: Famous Last Words

Fandom: My Hero Academia Rating: G Warning: apparent character death (for like a second) Summary: Midoriya wasn't entirely sure how he'd been talked into this, but here he was with Kacchan, Todoroki, and Kirishima hunting for ghosts at an old farmhouse. It was just one haunted house…what could possibly go wrong? (Read on AO3)

First writing in this fandom, woo!

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The back door of the transport van rolled up, revealing a rainy night and a three-story western-style farmhouse.

“All right, let’s get this over with,” Bakugou leapt down out of the truck and began stalking toward the house.

“Wait, Kacchan!” Midoriya called, scrambling to keep up. “We haven’t talked about the mission objectives yet!”

“What objectives?” With a sneer, Bakugou spun around just enough to glare at his classmates. “We go in, torch this ghost, go back home.”

“We’re just supposed to document it,” Midoriya said. “Besides, if it’s a ghost you can’t kill it.”

“Watch me.”

Kirishima had joined Midoriya on the sidewalk leading up to the house and patted his shoulder sympathetically. “Don’t worry, I’ll go with him. Todoroki and I split up the objectives so we can each take half, and you guys just need to worry about documenting the evidence for now.”

“R-right,” Midoriya nodded. “That’s a good plan. Kacchan might listen to you.”

Bakugou’s voice rose in an angry shout when he reached the front of the house. “Why won’t this damn door open?”

Kirishima held up the key to the front door, clamping a hand over his mouth to muffle his laugh. “Just give us a second before you follow, ‘kay?”

Midoriya nodded and climbed back into the truck to help Todoroki sort through the equipment they’d brought for the mission. Ghost hunting didn’t seem like the sort of thing heroes would normally get involved in, but he supposed they could just consider this a training mission. Not that it made much sense…they’d been transported to an unknown location, couldn’t use their powers, had been given a list of tasks to complete to identify the spirit that was supposedly haunting this house, and were just supposed to leave when they were finished. Not help the spirit pass on, or even trap it, just leave it there for someone else to take care of.

“What is this thing?” Todoroki asked, holding up something about the size and shape of an old TV remote.

“Oh, that’s an EMF meter,” Midoriya explained. He’d watched enough paranormal shows to know what most of this stuff did, though he’d never gone on a ghost hunt before. “Spirits put out electromagnetic waves; this indicates how strong they are.”

“I see.”

“Why don’t I take that,” Midoriya suggested. Todoroki probably hadn’t been given the time to watch silly old ghost hunting shows when he was a child, so he wouldn’t know how to use any of this stuff. “You take the camera and this UV light to look for hidden prints.”

“Do we write our findings down in this?” Todoroki gestured to a leather-bound book with a pen attached by a black ribbon.

“Um, no, I don’t think so,” Midoriya stared at the book. “I think…I think we’re supposed to put it down? If we find where the ghost is?”

He and Todoroki exchanged a puzzled look. “Maybe we’ll come back for that later?” Midoriya suggested. He stared at the equipment sorted on the racks, not quite knowing where to begin. “Kirishima said you divided the mission objectives.”

“Yes,” Todoroki held a small pad of paper out toward Midoriya. “We’re supposed to photograph evidence of the haunting and figure out if any rooms in the house have either high electromagnetic frequency readings or a temperature below freezing.”

“That sounds easy enough,” Midoriya nodded. “There’s a thermometer here, too, what are Kacchan and Kirishima doing?”

Todoroki sighed. “Kirishima took a radio box that he says he can talk to the spirits with, and he has a video camera to look for ‘spirit orbs.’ He said they could try to make direct contact if we could collect the other evidence.”

“Got it.” Midoriya knew Kirishima followed several ghost hunting shows, so he’d be the best choice for the more complicated parts of their mission. “Ready to go?”

“After you.”

Midoriya hopped out of the back of the van and waited while Todoroki jumped down beside him. The house seemed large and foreboding, but there were a few lights on in the windows in the upper levels. He led the way up the sidewalk through the rain to the front door.

It was dark inside. They had flashlights attached to their shoulders, and when Midoriya clicked his on he could see an open room with stairs on the right and a couple of closed doors on the left.

“All right,” he said over his shoulder, keeping his voice low. “Keep the UV light on, shine it on doors and furniture and stuff to look for prints. I’ll check the EMF readings.”

Todoroki nodded, keeping to his left and slightly behind him. Midoriya held the EMF reader out in front of him as they walked through the room, watching the dark purple glow of the UV light out of the corner of his eye.

“Midoriya,” Todoroki hissed.

“I see it.” The UV light illuminated a faint handprint over the light switch on the wall next to one of the doors. “Get a picture.”

The camera’s flash made him jump, and he closed his eyes as the light dazzled him for a second. “See any more?”

“Footprints,” Todoroki gestured to the floor. “They’re heading for that room.”

“Okay.” Midoriya sucked in a breath and blew it out, bolstering his courage. “Should we follow them?”

Todoroki studied the footprints, then carefully panned the UV light around the room. “I don’t see any other clues.”

“Into the room, then.” He hoped Kirishima and Kacchan were okay. Kirishima seemed to know what he was doing, but Kacchan couldn’t exactly fight a ghost. Not right now, at least.

They followed the footprints into the room, pausing for Todoroki to take another few pictures along the way. Beyond the door was a plain, utilitarian room. Metal racks for tools, a washing machine, and a breaker box against the far wall.

Midoriya jumped when something on his belt started shrieking out an alarm. He fumbled for it and pulled up the EMF meter, noticing several of the lights were on. He exchanged a worried glance with Todoroki, and they progressed farther into the room.

His breath came out of his mouth in frosty puffs the further they went. The temperature was dropping, freezing the sweat on his forehead and the back of his neck.

“Midoriya,” Todoroki caught his arm, halting him. “What is that?”

He swallowed, swinging his flashlight around in the direction Todoroki pointed. “Wh-what?”

“There was a shadow, over by the breaker box.”

There was nothing there now. He sidled a little closer to Todoroki as they moved toward the breaker box. The EMF reader in his hand let out a high-pitched squeal, and he held it up in front of them to see that all five lights had lit up.

“Is that bad?” Todoroki asked.

“I think so,” Midoriya hooked the EMF reader back onto his belt and pulled out the thermometer to check the temperature. “Negative two degrees. Guess that means it’s below freezing in here.” The room seemed even darker now. He clenched a fist, wishing he could activate his cowling, even just at a low percentage. Anything to keep from feeling this vulnerable.

Todoroki suddenly swung around, flashlight sweeping around the room. “Did you hear that?”

“What? What!” Midoriya caught his sleeve, hanging on for dear life. “What did you hear?”

“Something breathed in my ear,” Todoroki still sounded calm, but Midoriya was familiar enough with his friend to pick up on the slight change in his expression.

“We should rendezvous with Kirishima and Kacchan,” Midoriya suggested. “We have the evidence we were looking for.”

“Of course,” Todoroki gave a solemn nod. He followed Midoriya out of the room, sticking close to him, still shining his light behind them every now and then to check for more shadows.

They heard the others before they saw them. Kirishima and Bakugou were by the front door, having a hushed but heated argument. When the others grew near, Bakugou flung his hands up. “Finally,” he snarled. “What took you so long?”

Todoroki ignored him. “Did you find anything?” he asked Kirishima.

“Nothing,” Kirishima shrugged. “Lot of static on the ghost box, but I left a couple cameras set up, maybe we’ll catch some activity.”

“You should have been with us,” Midoriya cut in. “We saw everything, right, Todoroki?”

Kirishima’s eyebrows shot up. “Everything?” he leaned forward eagerly.

“Footprints, the EMF reader went up to five, and the temperature was below freezing,” Midoriya explained, ticking the items off on his fingers.

“Oh, dude, that’s excellent!” Kirishima flung an arm around Midoriya’s shoulders and squeezed. “That’s all we needed!”

“You’ve gotta be joking,” Bakugou growled. “I had to sit there while shitty-hair talked to a broken radio, but Deku and Icy-Hot just find everything? Just like that?”

“W-well, I guess we got lucky,” Midoriya started.

“Shut up,” Bakugou shoved away from the wall, stalking into the house. “All right, ghost, I’m not leaving until you show yourself!”

“Kacchan!”

“Bakugou, that’s not a good idea.”

Todoroki raised the camera, pointing it at Bakugou. When Midoriya and Kirishima shot him a look, he just shrugged. “We don’t have a picture of the spirit.”

“I’m serious,” Bakugou yelled. “Come out here and face me, you coward!”

Midoriya opened his mouth to call Bakugou back, but his voice came out as a frightened yelp when his flashlight started flickering.

“Oh, crap,” Kirishima whirled away and tried to open the front door. “It’s stuck.”

Todoroki didn’t seem concerned, and still stood with the camera in his hands. “Is that bad?”

“It means the ghost is hunting us!” Kirishima pushed past the other two. “Bakugou! You’ve gotta calm down!”

Bakugou whirled around and jabbed an angry finger in Kirishima’s direction. “I don’t know how you talked me into doing this, but I’m not just taking Deku’s notes and running out with my tail between my legs. So this ghost needs to—”

His rant was cut-off mid-word. Bakugou’s eyes went wide, and his hands flew to his throat. To Midoriya’s horror, he started spasming and choking as though he couldn’t breathe, and he seemed to lift a few inches off the ground.

There was a bright flash of light, illuminating the shadow behind Bakugou, as Todoroki calmly took a picture.

Bakugou’s body dropped, the shadow vanished, and Midoriya’s flashlight was a strong, steady beam again.

“Kacchan…” he started forward, but Kirishima caught him by the arm.

“Let’s go!” Kirishima forced him around and shoved him out the door, which opened easily now.

“We should check on him,” Midoriya protested. “He might be alive!”

“He’s dead.” Kirishima sounded oddly cheerful. “Let’s get in the van and get out of here.”

Midoriya climbed in and sat down on the floor, far enough back from the door that the other two boys could get in. “That was horrible.”

“Nah,” Kirishima grinned down at him as he slapped the keypad near the door. “I’ve seen a lot worse.”

Todoroki sat next to Midoriya, idly checking the pictures he’d taken. “It might be interesting to try again.”

Midoriya let out a shaky sigh and rested his head back against the wall. The room around them went dark, then he blinked his eyes as light slowly filtered through transparent headset he’d been wearing for the game.

“Dammit!” Bakugou cursed nearby, shoving up out of his chair and wrenching his headset off. “All right, we’re going again!”

“Dude, chill,” Kirishima laughed. “We’ve got this place booked for another hour, there’s no rush.”

“No way,” Bakugou shook his head. “I’m not gonna let Deku beat me in this.”

“Aren’t we all on the same team?”

“Pipe down, Icy-Hot!”

Midoriya let out a shaky laugh. “I might need a minute before we go again.” He pulled his headset off and turned it around in his hands. “That was really something.”

“Immersive VR at its finest,” Kirishima announced proudly. “Okay, let’s do something really scary. How about the asylum level?”

Bakugou threw himself down in his chair and shoved his headset back on his head. “Let’s do it.”

“Midoriya?” Todoroki looked at him questioningly.

He managed a smile. “I guess it could be fun?”

It was just a game, after all. What’s the worst that could happen?

#whumptober2022 #no.21 #famous last words #my hero academia #fic #apparent character death #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijiro #midoriya izuku #todoroki shoto #friendship #fear #ghost hunting #inspired by phasmophobia #strangulation #bakugo ain't afraid of no ghost #cinnamon roll todoroki

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giorno-plays-piano · 6 months

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Broken Boy

Pairing: soft!yandere!Midoriya Izuku x reader

Warnings: obsession, manipulation, past bullying, violence (against bullies), unhealthy coping mechanisms, implied stalking, one mention of hypothetical noncon, Izuku being a cinnamon roll and a menace at the same time, hurt/comfort.

Words: 3.2k

Summary: "Is someone... giving you trouble?" You ask cautiously, actually afraid he's going to say yes. You can't stomach thinking someone is bullying Izuku again. Sure, he bulked up considerably and is now so tall he literally towers over you, but he's still that shy compassionate boy inside, and he doesn't know how to stop people from being mean to him.

P.S. Just giving some love to our best boi.

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When you see him, it's almost like every other Friday night when you grab a pizza from that corner cafe and come home to Izuku choosing a movie for you two to enjoy. It's been your favorite tradition ever since middle school, and you can't imagine spending the evening anywhere else.

Though maybe you should, given the circumstances.

Midoriya keeps chatting about work and the new equipment in his gym while you struggle to keep the conversation going. There are a lot of things on your mind, but your best friend's mental health is on the top of the list. Has been for a long time when you two had been younger, but you actually thought he got better with time. That is, until your work friend pointed out how unnaturally clingy he seems to the point when it's almost creepy.

He'd bark for you if you asked, she huffed, but, to your horror, you couldn't even find it in you to argue. In the end, she was right. When you look back at it, Izuku has been getting more and more possessive and insecure despite nothing seemingly changing in the relationship between you two.

Has something happened to him, and you missed it completely? You are confident it isn't his mom - your friend would often FaceTime with you around, and nothing at all hints at Midoriya's mom being distressed, you know her well enough to be sure. Is it work, perhaps? Personal issues?

Has someone started bullying him again?

You shiver from anger at the thought, clenching your fists. You would fucking end anyone who's troubling your ray of sunshine - like you had nearly done in middle school.

When you first met him, he was a new kid in your class, all skin and bones, awkward and shy and with no communication skills whatsoever. Took him about a day to become a target of delinquents you school was full of. They mocked him, drew on his desk, and threw a bucket of water at him once, but, as always, teachers didn't pay any attention to the bullying. You feel bad about it now, but since you had never seen it happen with your own eyes, you didn't think much of it either.

However, when one of the kids punched Izuku in the face to the point his nose started bleeding right in front of you, something in you snapped at the view of blood trickling down Midoriya's face. He was crying, hands up to prevent the kid from hurting him more, pleading the bullies to stop as if they'd listen. To this day, it infuriates you that someone would beat up a child this defenseless and lost: he was like an injured puppy, sobbing and trying to hide in the corner with his arms up to protect himself.

Before you even realized what you were doing, you flew to the bully and strated throwing punches at him like your life depended on it, repeatedly hitting him in the head and chest and everywhere you could reach before the other kids intervened. You were so enraged, though, you ended up fighting them, too, despite getting kicked in the ribs hard. The pain didn't stop you: it was like you turned into a whole different being whose only purpose was to hurt the bullies of a crying kid.

The teachers barely got a hold of you before you grabbed a chair to smash it against the back of one of the other children.

To this day, you wonder how Izuku awoke this raging beast inside of you: you had rarely gotten into fights, and, given your politeness and overall sweet demeanor, neither you nor anyone else had suspected you had it in you. Nevertheless, from that point on, there wasn't a day when you weren't there for Midoriya to kick the ass of whoever had the gall to torment him. Hell, the next time someone punched him, you went batshit crazy and almost pushed the guy off the stairs. Worse, you aren't the slightest bit sorry even now when you think of Izuku's swollen eye after he got punched again.

Gradually, it became better after you showed every stupid boy around what would happen if they did anything stupid to that awkward skinny kid, and Izuku was finally left alone. Naturally, it was no surprise he got so attached to you he spent nearly all his time somewhere around, going to the same after-school activities, picking same clubs, doing same things as long as he was able to stay close to you. You felt sorry for Midoriya: he was so nice it alone was enough for people to pick on him. How was he supposed to find friends? He'd stay a loner forever if you didn't do anything.

He wasn't hard to be around. Getting to know him better, you realized he was genuinely a very gentle and smart kid despite his antics and a weird addiction to superhero movies. Izuku was sweet and polite, holding a door for you like a gentleman, carrying your books, always laughing at your jokes, and even giving up his rice pudding he claimed he didn't like just to give it to you. How could you not like him?

It's been years since you both graduated from college, and he is still bringing you a rice pudding whenever you feel sad. You heart clenches as you think of him going through hard times again when you have no idea what's happening.

"Are you alright?" He suddenly asks, and you realize you've been staring at the wall for a minute, not replying to anything he just said.

God, this is gonna be painful.

"Are you alright?" Turning your head to face him, you ask, equally guilty and concerned.

Even though he tells you he is, giving you his brightest smile, you don't believe it. Izuku is very good at hiding his emotions when he's hurt.

"Talk to me," you ask, grabbing his palms in yours, and he visibly reddens at the sudden touch like a schoolboy.

You aren't fooled by this as you patiently wait for him to open up like always does when you want him to be honest with you, but Izuku just shrugs and says he's unsure what you're implying. Things are the same. Nothing has changed, nothing at all.

"Is someone... giving you trouble?" You ask cautiously, actually afraid he's going to say yes. You can't stomach thinking someone is bullying Izuku again. Sure, he bulked up considerably and is now so tall he literally towers over you, but he's still that shy compassionate boy inside, and he doesn't know how to stop people from being mean to him.

Midoriya smiles and shakes his head. "No. My colleagues and my boss are very nice. You don't have to worry."

"I can't NOT worry!" You exhale, rubbing his hands in yours like you always do when you get nervous. "You seem so... alone. I don't even see your gym buddies anymore. Has something happened? Did you have a fallout or something?"

There it is, this gentle, heartbreaking smile he always gives you whenever you are worried. Izuku has never once told you that you are pushy and overbearing despite the fact that you were all that many times in the past. He just smiles at you like he's happy someone cares, and it makes you tear up at the thought. How could he be so sweet and kind and yet so unaware of his own worth? It feels like the world is so freaking unfair to him.

"I just don't spend that much time with them anymore," he says as he gets a little closer to you, cheeks blushing because he's such a pure soul, unspoiled and shy, "because you are my best friend. I wanna hang out with you. I thought you'd be happy about it."

It's nearly enough to make you freaking sob. What did you do to deserve this sweetheart? How could he stay such a warm, kindhearted guy after the treatment people gave him?

You draw a breath and look him dead in the eye. "Izuku, come on, I'm not going anywhere. Why on Earth do you think if you have other friends, I'll stop hanging out with you? Having more friends is a healthy thing! We can hang out together if you'd like."

It seems Midoriya doesn't like the idea, giving how he shakes his head, his expression darkening. You don't know what to make of it until he starts talking, not meeting your eyes, "No. What if you'll like my friends more than me? I've always felt like you liked those gym guys more than me. I hated it. Like they're better than me, and if they ask you to stop spending time with me, you'll choose them over me."

For a second, you're unsure if you've just misheard him. It takes you a moment to process his words. What the actual fuck?! Did he just suppose you like his gym bros you only ever met a couple of times more than him, your best friend who's been with you for years?

As you blink, a thousand questions form in your head in response to his accusation, but one thought prevails over others: Izuku is battling some serious demons inside his head. There is no way a sane person would ever suggest anything like that. He's really, really insecure. Insecure in a dangerous way. You can't believe you haven't realized it earlier, just blaming it on his weird social skills when Izuku clearly hasn't been alright. When did it even start? Has it always been like that, and you simply didn't see the signs? Is it because of his childhood traumas?

Of course, it's his fucking childhood traumas. Why else? You were literally the only kid around him. Of course, he's terrified of losing you, and that's why he's still glued to you like a child.

It hurts you thinking your best friend is struggling that much. He's such a good person. He could have been so much happier if not for the things he had to endure as a kid that damaged him.

"Izuku, I think you need help," you whisper quietly, heartbroken, clenching his hands in yours as he watches you with that soft smile on his face that only makes you more anxious. "Things you say, they're just... wrong. I'd never abandon you for someone else, but it's not normal to depend on anyone that much. You need help. What can I do for you?"

You are completely honest with him when you speak, wishing to do anything it takes to help him get better. Clearly, Midoriya needs therapy. You'll have to ask around and find him an adequate specialist, maybe even pay if Izuku's low on cash, but you can do it. He's your best friend. Even if your colleague is right and he'd do anything for you, you'd do anything for him either. That's what friends are for.

When Izuku lights up, you hope he'll accept your help, but instead, he says, "Just stay with me like this."

You blink again and sigh in frustration. Of course, he'll pretend like he's ok. He has always had.

Reaching out to him, you envelop him in a hug and bring his head to your chest despite how much bigger he is now compared to you. Izuku doesn't fight, eagerly wrapping his hands around your core like he waited for it to happen. You're fairly certain touch is his love language because he used to hug you almost every day when he was a kid. Sure, he did become more self-conscious once you turned older, but it didn't stop him from occasional cuddles.

"I'm not going anywhere, ok?" You repeat again to reassure him. "I'm here. I don't know why you're so fixated on the idea."

"But what if you're gonna meet some guy you'll fall in love with? Get married, have kids?" He mumbles, his breath warming your neck. "What about me then?"

Gently caressing his head to calm him down, you ask, "Well, aren't you gonna do the same? Don't you want to fall in love with some nice girl?"

He sighs loudly, head buried under your chin as he keeps clinging to you. "I've already had."

Eyes wide, you silently stare at him, but Midoriya doesn't stop cuddling with his face hidden from you like he doesn't want you to see him. What the hell? Is this a prank or something? What sort of a fucking rollercoaster is this evening?

You can't even believe he fell in love with someone. Seriously? And didn't even tell you? Who on Earth is this girl? Do you know her? How did they meet? Your head is ready to burst from the number of questions that only seem to multiple again and again with each sentence Midoriya says.

"But you never even hang out with anyone but me..." You start, furrowing your brows until Izuku is groaning in your chest, and it finally hits you.

He is talking about you.

You are the only girl he's ever cared about. The only person he's been close to. And he has always been nice, but also sort of exceptionally nice? Even your mom used to comment on how much he likes you, hinting at the evident crash he had for you, but you always thought it was just wishful thinking despite how much you'd liked him to be in love with you. Given how open he was, he would've already confessed, you thought. By the time you both turned into adults, you were pretty much convinced he didn't harbor any romantic feelings for you or no longer had them.

When in reality he might have fallen in love with you years ago and never fallen out of it.

It freaks you out that much your face is on fire. Fucking hell. How are you supposed to react? What are you going to say? You don't even understand how you are feeling about this. Do you like him? Sure, you absolutely do. But do you love him? Can you love him? He'll surely ask you to date now that the cat is our of the bag. And what are you going to say to that?

Instead, you try to direct your thoughts elsewhere and ask Izuku, swallowing a lump in your throat, "When did you f-fall in love with me?"

He mumbles something inaudible into your chest, and you have to grab his face and make him look at you despite how much you'd like the earth just to swallow you whole this very moment.

"When you first hit that kid for me, I think," he mutters with his face so red he resembles a ripe tomato.

Oh my god, you almost say to his face but manage to stop yourself, drawing a shaky breath instead. He's been in love with you all this time. All. This. Time. You are never going to live this moment down. Ever.

Your best friend had a crush on you for years, and you just blindly thought he was clingy for no reason aside from his loneliness. That he was just being moody when you went on a couple of dates in high school and talked to him about it. That he didn't date anyone himself because he's simply a very shy person and struggles to start a conversation with girls.

Were you being a huge moron to him all this time?

"You weren't supposed to find out this way," he grumbles, burying his head beneath your chin again. "I was preparing for a big reveal in a nice restaurant, and then we'd go on a trip, just the two of us."

You are so abashed you don't even have anything to say. Maybe you're actually dreaming right now on Midoriya's couch because only then it would all make sense. What the hell are you supposed to say? To feel? Your best friend has always been in love with you, and you had no fucking idea.

Again, not that you don't like him or anything. You do. Especially after he manned up a little, grew taller, and hit the gym, although you'd probably like him even if he still was 5"1 skinny as a rail guy with a baby face. It just feels weird to rapidly start developing these freaking intense feelings for someone you nearly considered a part of you.

While you're trying to somehow get out of this akward situation, your brain gives you the stupidest idea to make a joke, "Well, aren't we confident! Already planned a trip after confessing."

You almost feel him smile, but when he breaks the embrace to straighten and look you in the eyes, he has a sad expression on his face. "I'd try to convince you by any means possible I'd do anything for you. I was ready to grovel at your feet. I still am."

His words alarm you, and you immediately place your hands on his shoulders, causing him to smile again. You want to tell him under no circumstances he should do that to anyone at all, but Izuku keeps going before you can stop him.

"I mean it. I'd do anything. I'd let you hurt me. I'd let you rape me if you wanted to. I'd jump from the roof if you asked me. Whatever you want, I'll do."

Normally, a love confession would have made you happy, but the words he say break your heart instead, and your eyes are instantly wet before you even realize it. How could he say something like that? How could be so nonchalant about these things? Has he no regard for himself as a human being? No pride? No pity? How can he talk about being alright with you hurting him if only it meant you'd date him? How could be genuinely be fine with a thing like this?

'I'm sorry!" He apologizes immediately when tears start streaming down your cheeks. "I didn't mean to upset you, I swear! I just wanted you to know how much you mean to me."

You are fully sobbing now, clenching his stupid Captain America sweatshirt you got him last Christmas. This is so fucked up. How could he be okay with you doing these things to him? Why would he even go that far?

You can't stop yourself from embracing him once more, hugging him tight as your head rests on his broad shoulder. Midoriya doesn't protest, his gentle, warm hands already caressing your back as you sniffle.

"Izuku, you need help," you sob, soaking his sweatshirt, oblivious to his smile growing wide when you don't see his face.

Gently rocking back and forth like he's trying to calm down a child, he whispers to you softly in response, "Then will you stay and help me?"

It's such an innocent ask you have no second thoughts saying yes immediately because you better fall down the roof yourself than leave your friend in this state, and you don't even think about Izuku manipulating you into being with him. How could he? He's a cinnamon roll to the core. He's so good and pure it's dangerous for him to be left alone. Besides, you like him anyway, don't you? It's not like everything will change so much in a heartbeat. He's still your friend, still the closest to you. He'll always be. He just needs your help, and you can't say no when he's been so traumatized and really needs help.

Izuku knew you'd say yes, anyway.

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I keep seeing people (many smart, cool people I usually agree with) say Izuku would easily kill someone. That though a hero, he can be murderous. And, to be fair, I like this take MUCH better than when people talk about Izuku like he’s an uwu cinnamon roll bottom-as-a-personality. Izuku is tough and strong, and you bet your ass he can be one scary motherfucker.

However.

Izuku’s whole thing is that he wants to save everyone. Everyone including villains. That is central to his character. Remember the first time he throws a smash without breaking his arm? Yeah, that was because he subconsciously held back from using a killing blow on a Nomu that was threatening the life of his friends.

And more recently in the war arc, when the vestiges ask Izuku if he can kill Shigaraki, Izuku says he wants to try and save him. Save The Big Bad. That’s huge, and unless I’m mistaken, pretty unusual for a shonen protagonist. And it’s clearly a big deal to the manga/anime plot, because the “can you kill Shiggy” question is Nana’s test which Izuku passes. Izuku’s drive to save, though it often gets him hurt, is shown as his greatest strength.

Of course, any good hero story must have a few climatic moments in which the hero loses sight of their greatest strength. Oh, you thought I wasn’t gonna make this about bkdk? It’s always about bkdk, babyyy. 😎

The first time Katsuki sacrifices himself to save Izuku is also the first time we see Izuku go completely feral. All rational thought demolished, eyes glowing monstrously, he charges like a rabid animal with, in my opinion, no thoughts of “saving.”

And he almost loses OFA because of it.

[major manga spoilers below]

After that fight, Shigaraki/AFO takes note of Midoriya Izuku’s greatest weakness: Bakugou Katsuki. That’s not my bkdk brainrot talking, that is canon. In the fight currently happening in the manga, Shigaraki singles Katsuki out and tells him the only reason he’s interested in him is that Katsuki is “the closest person to Midoriya Izuku.”

Shigaraki uses Katsuki as bait in the hopes of provoking the feral, irrational side of Izuku that only surfaces for Katsuki. He says he’s making a mangled corpse out of Katsuki as a “present” for Izuku.

Shigaraki/AFO expects Izuku to lose his head when he sees Katsuki’s body, and so do us readers. But as I’ve said before, this story is a hero’s journey, and we must see the hero learn from his past and overcome his weaknesses. We do see Izuku start to lose control, just as Shiggy/AFO wanted, but with the help of Mirio and the vestiges, Izuku manages to control his heart and fight rationally, despite his world (Katsuki) literally ending. Deku is still on his way to becoming the world’s greatest hero by saving to win.

All of this is to say: Midoriya Izuku might have scary dog privileges, but he’s not a killer. He might have been, once, for Katsuki. Only for Katsuki. Overall, Izuku’s aversion to killing, his drive to save, is what makes him my #1 hero.

#bkdk #bakudeku #dkbk #dekubaku #izuku midoriya #midoriya izuku #deku #bnha meta #bkdk meta #mha meta

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