#431 fix it fic

[marimeeko]

Btw an update for any Bkdks reading my little fix it fic:

I HAVE requested to join AO3 so I can post fic on a legit fiction site, so there's that to look forward to! Currently my email says I'll be invited by the end of December.

I'm a couple of chapters ahead rn and am still agonizing, hopefully an update soon. Incidentally, I have also caught something at work, been battling headaches, and of course it's holidays this week so, we will see when I actually get the next one posted 🤔

Anyway, if you're enjoying my little pet project, I am very happy, and soon I will be able to actually host it. 🤞 thanks for your patience!

[whomstdosthouthinkiis]

my two cents on Horikoshi's end notes, and the fandom moving forward.

I know that other bakudekus and myself are #Going Through It™️and we want to be able to wash our hands of an ending we don't feel gives us emotional closure, especially when it comes to Kacchan's arc and their relationship. (I vacillate between seeing it as bittersweet with tints of hope and heartrendingly depressing and an absolute gut punch)

But I feel like a lot of us are jumping to conclusions and conspiracies way too quickly. When Hori says "he's turning off the camera and releasing them from their dramas" he's saying that he's not going to put them through another story. "their dramas" being the trials and tribulation and arcs that they went through over the course of the series, he's letting them off the hook and won't be putting another arc in the story. And, though he may refer to himself as the camera man, turning off the camera is just kinda a normal phrase to mean that the story is over, what ever happens now is up to our imaginations.

Now, I get why we are upset by this, ignoring canon wasn't how we got to be bakudeku shippers. Almost until the very end with very few hiccups, Kacchan and Deku's relationship was the most impactful and compelling one in the series, it grew and changed and blossomed in ways that only made the emotional resonance and investment stronger. They were each others most important person, to the point of insane unhinged acts of devotion, and their relationship was the driver of most of the stories major themes. it's not hard to see the appeal, even without shipper goggles (I legitimately only read the manga for the last 2 years when something bakugo or bakudeku related happened, that's how much this part of the story compelled me)

So, it really sucks to feel like we've been let down, when it felt like we had already made it to the end. I know I will always cherish those 5 months of canon compliant fluffy bakudeku fics and fanart after the first ending. It really felt like we had won in a way.

It sucks that now the last piece of canon we have is giving ammo to people who wish to belittle, hate, and judge us for our investment in, and interpretation of, these characters and this story. And, that all subsequent fan works will be colored by this development of the story, in a way that definitely shifts it in more angsty tragic direction. that this is the final note we leave off on sucks, even if we chose to ignore it, because not everyone will.

That sucks.

BUT, we can still ignore it.

We don't need it to not really be canon.

We don't need Horikoshi's permission to ship them, even now.

We have 400+ chapters of manga, side stories, anime, music, canon content that supports the bond and relationship that we love and hold dear, so much material to continue to interpret, and remix, and adapt, and transform from. so many moments, big and small, that can't be taken away by one chapter.

I know endings tend to re-contextualize things, but we can imagine a timeline that's different, that we like better or think is more compelling, or more fun, or just different. we can imagine 100 different timelines, all diverging from different points, filling in different gaps, and making new paths forward.

I know we're all coping, that our hearts are hurting, but I also see so much strength, and resilience, and creative energy, and love.

The cameras aren't rolling anymore.

Now, WE get to decide what the future for these characters will bring.

And I know we'll give them many many good ones

[neverstopsleeping]

And finally here I am, trying to fix the unfixable.

Who better than Toga revealing herself *not dead* to ruin the shonen het happy ending? 💛

Fix-it #mhafanfic featuring #tgck #bkdk and maybe some hints of communication 🥹

[sugawara--san]

plz send epilogue fix it fics

[mudhamster]

I'm the one closing that door

The voice that wafted past his feet into the apartment sounded honeyed, almost victorious, "Who knows. We have all the time in the world. Maybe we can get Bakugou to move out, the place is cute and-" Fucking what. "Excuse you?" Ochako pulled her legs off the railing with a small scream and jumped out of the chair. She was wearing a shirt she probably thought was one of Deku's. And Katsuki was anything but okay with that. Her whole presence, from the half-naked shoulder to the cup in her tiny fingers, irritated his already cracked perception. "Get outta here," he instructed her with a nod, making room in the balcony door. She made a surprised face, then shook her head, "You can't kick me out." Tch. How he just damn loved people telling him what he couldn't do. "I can and I will," he said pointedly.

tbc on ao3

#My way of coping with the chapter 431 mayhem and a bad dream

[lightseoul]

help i’m just trying to find recent izuocha fics on ao3 in light of 431 but their ship tag is flooded with fix-it bkdk fics 😭

[rashoumon-homo]

4:32 am

The mha 431 leaks have been lowkey ruining my mood for the last several days so I finally made a short hurt/comfort fix it fic! Hopefully it helps someone else out there too like it did for me to write it.

Link here

[firesign-18]

I would love to hear your thoughts on ch431 if you're willing to share, especially since better translations are finally out! Also, I guess since I'm curious too, would it affect ISYH in any way?

Hahahaha SO I had written a big spiel for the notes of chapter 47 and talked myself out of it but, just for you, okay!

One bit of disclosure - I originally really liked IzuOcha but the increasingly one-sided nature of it, and the rise of tgck, made me very indifferent about it. So maybe I’m less inherently hostile to it.

So anyway, here’s what I wrote at the time…

Probably an unpopular opinion (pls don’t shout at me 🤣) but to be honest, I didn’t hate it - it was largely what I expected from the ending the moment Himiko’s death was confirmed, and I was so pleased to get a lot more on the QCP work Ochako was leading alongside more on her relationship with Himiko (some people got very vexed about her referring to Himiko as almost like a vestige, but it makes a lot of sense! How tragic but moving that Himiko is still so close to her heart after all this time 🥹). What’s sad, though, is togachako as a ship was truly so queer (and BkDk too, though in my personal view that’s a bit less clear cut from a romantic POV than our girls, despite the way the boys are utterly obsessed with each other) and a lot of younger fans in particular seem to be really struggling with the Shonen archetype of queer build up and no pay off. It’s frustrating for those of us who are queer, of course it is, and with this in particular IMO it all directly stems from the decision to kill Himiko. She lives and a multitude of possibilities emerge. If only we’d stop burying queer characters FOR plot purposes then maybe we could have them fulfil even greater purpose IN our plots.

I also would have liked to have seen Katsuki smile but the translations coming out since the official version dropped have, IMO at least, softened the conversation between him and Izuku in the car and that made me less confused and sad about that too. Ultimately Izuku has a right to choose the path that makes most sense to him as an adult in his mid-20s - he doesn’t have to remain the wide-eyed 16 y/o who thought Kacchan was perfect forever, but it would have been nice to have seen a bit more of that kid coming through. E.g., I would have liked him to have countered Katsuki’s sidekick offer by saying uh no we’re going to compete and chase each other for the rest of our lives, so get ready No.15 for me to be the most kick-ass part-time hero ever and rocket up the rankings!

I also am a bit baffled at how little change there is in hero society, but hey, that was a problem with the entire ending and not just with 431. As you can tell, that’s one thing I am trying hard to fix in my wee story.

However, one thing that is beyond repute - adult Ochako is an absolute smoke show, so at least there’s something for us all to agree on! 😍

What did YOU think @evelynpr ??

I’m writing a little comphet fic on the side about it that I’m really enjoying - will hopefully get it out next week at some point 🤪

[a3rosp4ce]

my main purpose of making an account is to look for a fully translated ver of bnha 431 so i can use it as reference to write a bkdk fix it fic

[anretc]

Fic: It Must Be Light Wherever You Are

It Must Be Light Wherever You Are (431 words) by anr Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Doctor Who (2005), Doctor Who Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: The Doctor/River Song, Tenth Doctor/River Song, Eleventh Doctor/River Song, Twelfth Doctor/River Song, Fourteenth Doctor/River Song Characters: The Doctor (Doctor Who), River Song, Tenth Doctor (Doctor Who), Eleventh Doctor (Doctor Who), Twelfth Doctor (Doctor Who), Fourteenth Doctor (Doctor Who) Additional Tags: Fix-It, River Song Lives, Episode: s04e08-09 Silence in the Library/Forest of the Dead, Episode: 2015 Special: The Husbands of River Song (Doctor Who), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence Summary: The Doctor touches her cheek. "I'll see you soon."

[marimeeko]

Unnamed Fix-it fic: Chapter 2! (Post 431, Angst, hurt/eventual comfort, mutual pining and idiocy, BAKUDEKU)

Alright, I'm sending this one. I have had a bit of a war with myself over the sequence of events, but I think I have it figured out. I will continue to be anxious about it though. Lol.

Also I estimate this will be about 5 to 6 chapters. I think. I will try not to get carried away, lmao.

This chapter is admittedly cheesy-sweet but like...whatever, it's fun. 🥲

//Chapter 1//Chapter 2//

"With that, let's take our break for lunch!" Izuku clapped his hands together, cheerfully dismissing his class of first years. The classroom began to buzz, students beginning to sweep all of their worksheets and study materials away into their bags.

"Oh, it's a bit early," Izuku corrected himself, finally checking his watch. The time usually escaped him when he did his lectures, but today it had gone at a stellar pace. "So, does anyone have any last questions before we are all packed up?"

No one thought to raise their hands , so Izuku carried on with erasing the board behind him.

Someone next to the window looked at Izuku and raised their hand and asked,

"Midoriya-sensei, DynaMight hasn't crashed our class to bring you lunch in a while! What's going on?"

"What? DynaMight?" Izuku laughed, thoroughly not expecting that question at all. "Well, he's really busy, and he's working on his own agency now, so I imagine he's off taking care of that!"

The classroom then started to whisper, excitedly, about the prospect of DynaMight having his own agency. Izuku smiled to himself as he got back to erasing the board, thinking fondly about Katsuki having become a favorite of his students. Most kids their age, and even the kids in his class, tended to like more...agreeable, or charismatic heroes, as well as ones higher than Katsuki on the ranking list. Mirio, of course, was quite popular, not just for his power and his record of saving, but for that honest, goofy personality and golden retriever energy.

Katsuki had his audience, for sure, but they skewed typically towards young adult males who liked his powerful quirk and take no prisoners attitude in battle.

However, the students in Izukus orbit seemed to have taken a shine to the bombastic hero. Not that Izuku could blame them...Kacchan was still amazing...

"Midoriya-sensei! Does that mean you're going to go work for his agency??" Kota shouted this time. The classroom went quiet quickly, everyone anticipating the answer.

Izuku froze, hand still raised, eraser pressed to the board.

He had already shown his students the suit that now allowed him to do hero work, and given them a rousing demonstration of how the suit replicated his former powers, and it had honestly been one of his funnest days teaching to have his students try to catch him in it. The kids were inspired to see their legendary teacher back in action, so it was only natural, he supposed, for the kids to have questions on how he intended to do his hero work going forward.

But the question still caught him off guard somehow.

The eraser in his hand finished it's streak as Izuku turned back around.

"Well...I'm a teacher, so my place is with you guys!" Izuku cheerfully explained. "I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do both..."

That drew mixed reactions from the class.

"You can't just stay in here," Kota suddenly rebuffed. "You're too good, Deku, and you have the suit now! Think of how many people you could save!"

Izuku was floored, but immediately waved away the praise in a panic.

"Kota, wait, hold on, it's not that easy-- and I'm hardly at the level I was back then," Izuku inwardly flinched at how much he sounded like the awkward teenager he used to be, as he turned bright red and his hands waved in front of him. "Kacc--DynaMight and I--"

"You can't deny, though, that you two made an incredible team!" A girl from the other side of the class spoke up, her glowing eyes piercing right through Izuku. "We've all seen the footage from the war, Midoriya-sensei! Y'all were unstoppable against All for One and your chemistry's insane!"

A chorus of students agreed in time with her.

Izuku scratched at the back of his head frantically, "Guys, that was 8 years ago, and we..."

And we have different lives now; he wanted to say, but somehow, the words stuck in his throat.

"Sensei... did you and DynaMight... break up?" Another student with animated hair who always visually reminded him of Burnin piped up.

A very heavy silence seized the classroom, and 20 sets of eyes rounded on Izuku. Izuku could have heard a pin drop, and suddenly realized that even his breath had stopped dead in its tracks. The implication, the words hung uncomfortably in the air.

"I-we...wait... what??" Izuku stammered, trying to inhale again. Green eyes looked around at his students, utterly confused. "You guys, that's not what happened," he tried to laugh, but it came out as sheer panic.

"It would explain why he hasn't shown up to bug you for like, a week..." Kota scoffed with his arms crossed. "He's always acted like a huge jerk."

"Yeah, but not with Midoriya-sensei," another girl countered, whirling around to face Kota. "You've known them the longest, there's no way you can't see how different he acts in our classroom, Kota-kun!"

"DynaMight was here just last week for that communication demonstration!" Came a differing perspective from the elected class president, a stern girl who reminded Izuku so much of Tenya. "Anyway, it really isn't our place to assume about Sensei's personal life, I think this has gone far enough, don't you all?"

"T-thank you, Arisa-San," Izuku thanked the girl, with a deep sigh that was punctuated by the tone of the dismissal bell.

As deeply pulled in to the sudden drama as the students had been, their switch was immediate. Having already packed away, they all got to their feet in a hurry and the clamoring for lunch began. Voices rang past Izuku as they gave their departing thanks for the lesson, and well wishes for lunch, and even a few of them commenting,

"I hope he shows up today, Midoriya-sensei!" "Don't worry, Sensei, it'll work out!"

And the class rep herself stopped on the way out, bowing deeply and apologizing on behalf of her classmates for intruding.

Izuku could do little else than stand there, where his feet had been rooted in shock, waving his beloved students off to their break, bowing his own thanks to the girl. She really was like Iida, he couldn't help but smile.

The noise and chaos filtered slowly out of the room, and Izuku's held breath escaped him in a rushing sigh.

"Where on Earth did that come from?" He weakly mused, melting down into his chair.

It had been almost 2 weeks exactly since he saw Katsuki at the reunion and the subject of the agency had first been broached. True enough that Katsuki had shown up to UA to do that presentation on communication, and it had gone perfect, but had remained mostly business. But the kids were right, and he somehow hadn't realized until now that Katsuki hadn't shown up unannounced with an extra Bento during his lunch hour for several days.

He hadn't realized that it had become such a habit that even his kids were counting on it happening frequently. Somehow, they had noticed the absence of Katsuki barging in their unlocked window, and he hadn't.

Izuku's gaze shifted from the stack of papers he was sorting, to the window in question. All he could see outside of the glass was a perfectly blue sky.

He pushed his chair back and approached the window, and slid it open. It was unlocked, as usual. Katsuki had perfect enough timing somehow that he rarely ever actually interrupted any of his lessons. It's like he waited for the bell.

Izuku pressed his hands into the sill and leaned out, looking out on the city far away from the secluded location of UA. As if he was hoping to spot a far away figure growing closer and louder on his way. He honestly wondered sometimes if Nezu and the security team were aware of Katsuki exploding himself onto campus just to see him. If they were, they hadn't said anything.

Izuku pulled himself back inside, and slid the window gently shut. He found himself missing Katsuki's presence, and now mourning the several days that the absence had gone unnoticed.

But he didn't demand or ask questions of Katsuki. He enjoyed his company on lunch breaks, and the meals he cooked were delicious. He couldn't ask for more from his childhood friend and rival, couldn't be greedy with his attention. If Katsuki had to spend time elsewhere, doing other things, Izuku was far from argument.

Scarred hands lingered on the glass and the pristine frame. Izuku's softened green eyes pointed downward, seeing the image of Katsuki sliding it open, not hard enough to damage, but definitely enough to make an entrance. Sticking one boot in first, the other knee folded up to his chest, face mask pulled back over his forehead, and often smeared in a layer of soot. Izuku could see clearly, the mental image of Katsuki carrying his two Bento, leaning against the frame of the window, with a rough, teasing "OI, Sensei," and a smirk.

Izuku ran his fingers along the frame.

Suddenly, a sadness panged in his chest, because there was no mark of Katsuki being there...he always made sure to clean the frame after lunch... and no sign of him showing up.

Today it would be like the other days, Izuku would head down to the UA cafeteria, a pile of papers in his hands to pour over until the next class would begin. That's just how it was.

"Different lives," Izuku murmured to himself. Then tore his gaze away from the window to get going.

That's all it was...right?

As he passed his desk, he grabbed his Suit Case with the bold, green and black "18" on it, the decal being a memento that had been included when All Might and Katsuki had given it to him. He never went anywhere without it these days.

The metal in his hands, the heft of the technology within, gave him an idea. After all, he had a small window of time later, if he hurried...

--

It was just past sunset when Katsuki finally stopped on the ledge of a building, echoes of his explosions hanging in the air and smoking out of his gauntlets. Breathing only a bit heavy from the workout of flying over the tops of buildings, crimson eyes settled on the streets below.

The afternoon had settled down quite a bit and the evening promised to be calm, at least, from where he stood, mid patrol.

He checked the time, it was a perfect point to stake out the area and take a breather.

As the lights turned on throughout the city, Katsuki crouched into a squat position, and felt the tension ease out of his calves. A lot of running around and responding to incidents earlier had left him feeling the physical strain of the day etching slowly into his muscles.

His stomach grumbled lowly. It had also apparently been a while since his last meal.

He grimaced, he was exceedingly aware that he had forgone taking his lunch hour at UA. In fact it weighed heavy on his mind lately.

There was guilt about it nagging him, he didn't really like avoiding Izuku. But there was also a feeling of necessity, as if he was protecting his peace, as some therapist might tell him.

Or maybe it was Izuku's peace he was protecting. Letting him have that space to do what was special to him...even if it included being away from Katsuki.

He shook his head, blonde spikes flapping around and bangs batting his face, before burying a gloved hand into his hair. What was he even thinking? Protecting Izuku's peace?

It was bullshit and he knew it. He just didn't want to feel hurt when looking at his most important person. But if he was so important, why would he ignore him like this? It was stupid. He knew it was stupid.

He could just hear his father's lectures in his head, telling him there was no reason to think that Izuku and his relationship had to change, just because Izuku told him no. Then his mother chiming in with telling him he was being overdramatic, and most likely an asshole.

Yeah, he probably was, he thought with a puff of a sigh.

But, at the same time, Izuku hadn't really reached out to him much, either. And that made him so much moodier.

A grimace almost overtook his face, before he suddenly heard something behind him-- sounds of footsteps, nimble, but deep, as if they were iron clad. They leapt across unseen rooftops, and punctuated with the sounds of blasting air.

Wait-- he knew those sounds...he knew exactly what made those sounds.

Katsuki turned to look over his shoulder, and sure enough, there was Izuku, bounding gracefully closer, clearing the last gap to the rooftop Katsuki was perched on with a perfectly timed blast of the One For All replica suit. Izuku landed with another "clomp-clomp" of his boots, and jogged across the roof, a huge smile obvious on his face, even through the darkness.

"Kacchan!" He called out excitedly, thrusting a hand up to wave. In his other hand, a dangling plastic bag, Katsuki had to surmise it was from a convenience store.

"Kacchan, so glad I found you!" Izuku panted as he came even with Katsuki, who suddenly found himself on his feet.

"Hey," Katsuki greeted, somehow surprised to see Izuku there. "You took a patrol tonight?"

"Not exactly," Izuku said with one last deep in hale and exhale to catch his breath. "I have plans with Uraraka in a bit, but I wanted to find you, first..." Izuku explained, and then reached for the bag that was swinging on his arm.

Katsuki shoved down the feelings spiking through his heart at the mention of Uraraka.

"I um...I know it's not much, it certainly doesn't beat your cooking! ...and I would try to do better, maybe get some good takeout or something if I had more time, but--" Izuku pulled out a package, clear plastic, containing a trio of rice balls, and held it out to Katsuki. "But I-- I didn't see you at lunch today, or really, in a few days, and I just wanted to make sure..." Izuku was rambling, and he knew it.

Katsuki's wide eyes jumped from Izuku's face, to the offering and back to Izuku, but somehow couldn't find the words. The way the colorful lights from the cityscape played across his freckles, his scar, and his bright green eyes didn't help the feeling that he wanted to lean in...

"I just wanted to make sure that, you know...you got a good meal in?" Izuku finished, voice trailing off as if he was becoming more embarrassed by the second. When Katsuki took a moment to respond, Izuku's cheeks heated up and his confidence wavered.

"I mean...if you have, that's good too, you don't have to take it. You probably had something good earl--"

"Oi, quit muttering, you're gonna drive me insane," Katsuki retorted, but Izuku's heart lightened to hear a subtle fondness behind the commonplace demand. Izuku felt Katsuki's hand weigh down his as he took the offered food, the plastic creaking as it changed hands.

"Actually, I haven't eaten in hours," Katsuki smirked, holding on to the meal as he took a seat on the ledge of the roof, boots dangling down the side of the building. Izuku didn't hesitate to sit down beside him.

Katsuki wasted no time in grabbing the first rice ball and taking a large bite. Izuku watched him with a smile, seeing the hunger Katsuki felt clearly melting away. He then turned and looked out on the city with Katsuki.

For a moment, traffic several stories below dominated the quiet between them.

"It seems quiet tonight," Izuku mused. Katsuki nodded.

"Yeah, or we're just waiting for the other shoe to drop," Katsuki added, around a mouthful of food, his eyes, obscured by his pitch black mask, narrowed suspiciously at the easy shift he had had that day. "Too bad you have a date or whatever with Round Face, something fun usually happens around 8 or 9 when the weirdos come out, you could get some real Hero Work in," Katsuki ribbed, starting in on the second rice ball.

"Oh, I really couldn't, right after that I have to get some coffee and get through a bunch of essays! We have a really busy unit, right now, and it's almost finals!" Izuku cheerfully declared. "But, um...next week....I think I might have a few free blocks of time?"

Katsuki rounded on the final rice ball, and considered his words carefully before saying anything.

"Whatever works, Sensei," he settled on earnest support. "And don't you dare get addicted to caffeine like an idiot. If I catch you with a bunch of 5-Hour Energy garbage drinks like that dumbass Kaminari, it's on sight, Izuku."

Izuku laughed, and smiled so warmly at Katsuki, the blonde thought he might melt. So he looked away as he chewed, feeling his face getting obnoxiously hotter.

"I really did miss you at lunch, Kacchan." Izuku sighed after the fond laughter. "So did the kids, believe it or not! They uh...they actually thought we had broken up. Does that sound like they thought we were dating??"

Katsuki choked on the food in his mouth.

"They what??" Katsuki strained around a couple of coughs. Izuku blushed deeply and looked away.

"Yeah, I uh...they caught me off guard, too." Izuku nervously said. Then he had some realization and looked back at Katsuki with a hint of panic in his eyes. "Oh wait... please, don't let that stop you from coming in, I really do want to see you more, and the kids love you, they mean well, but..."

"Izuku it's fine." Katsuki said, a little harsher than he meant to. He was still so floored. "Let the brats think what they want, I guess. If it bothers you, tell 'em to shut up, be a mean teacher for once."

"Sorry," Izuku whimpered, fingers fidgeting in his lap. "I dont want you to be upset with them, I think I shouldn't have said anything..."

"I'm not upset with them," Katsuki growled. Then sighed, trying not to sound like the angry asshole he knew he could be. He closed his crimson eyes and took a deep breath. Time to try for a little honesty.

"You're important to me, Izuku. So I guess...it's like a compliment," He opened his eyes and stared down at his hands, clutching the empty plastic container, feeling the comfort of his now full stomach. "It means they can see how much I care for you."

"Kacchan," Izuku smiled the warmest smile yet, city lights dancing on his blushing face. "I hope if that's the case, then they can see the same in how I care about you!"

He said it so easily, so innocently, that it killed Katsuki on the inside...but in the warmest, most enticing way.

"And...I do want to work with you more, I promise," Izuku added. "When my schedule opens up, let's coordinate! I'll be able to take a few shifts here and there!"

The offer is still open...Katsuki wanted to say. Please, take it, be my partner, and then go out with me for real. The words pounded on the inside of his head as if they were caged, and demanded to be spoken.

"Literally any time, Izuku." Katsuki said softly. He hoped, selfishly, that there was enough heart and meaning inflected in his words that even Izuku would catch it. If he could just beam it into the skull under all of those green curls, he would.

For a moment, their gazes connected, and that was all Katsuki needed, to see those expressive doe eyes focused on him, and him alone. Izuku, even at 25 years old, had no idea how beautiful he was, and was anyone going to tell him?

Would Uraraka tell him?

Abruptly, the moment ended, and Izuku pulled out his phone, eyes widening immediately.

"Kacchan, I do have to go, though, sorry," Izuku apologized, and jumped to his feet. Katsuki followed after, ready to see him off, despite the disappointment. Truth be told, he had been in one spot too long himself and needed to move his patrol along.

"Don't go for any of the crap in the cafeteria tomorrow, nerd," Katsuki ordered Izuku gruffly as the quirkless hero knelt in a few stretches before him. He held out the plastic container from the rice balls, and Izuku accepted it into the bag he still held, promising wordlessly to dispose of the trash. "I'll pay you back for the food today and then some."

Izuku lit up the rooftop with one final smile.

"I got it, Kacchan!" He chirped, and turned with a flip of his yellow cape, and started heading off with a final wave over his shoulder. "I look forward to it!"

Katsuki watched as Izuku took off, teal lights from the suit streaking off into the dark and once again bounding across rooftops and alleyways.

He grabbed the back of his neck with a hand, and warmed up his hand just a bit, enough to swallow some of the tension in the muscles. Turning back towards his city watch, he thought to himself that maybe his dad was right...he could still be with Izuku even if it wasn't quite what he had imagined.

With a figurative and literal leap of faith and confidence, Katsuki took a step and plunged off the roof, igniting his quirk with loud, popping explosions and shooting off into the night.

---

(To be continued)

* I also realize that I initially wrote this with the wrong timeline in mind; so correction: when Katsuki said that it had been a week since he'd given Izuku the suit, it had actually been a month according to 431 itself. This is currently about 2 weeks after the reunion dinner. Izuku at this point has had the suit for about a month and a half, then. Sorry for the mistake!(I had started writing a bit before the translations started becoming reliable)

* in another vein, I am going to address the convo in the car and the whole sidekick/partner thing, just kind of with my own interpretation how it went and how it was MEANT to be received by izuku, bc that is the biggest gripe i have about 431 as we all know. But that conflict is for next chapter.

*at the risk of this chapter being too cheesy, I included like, half of a silly idea I had in a previous post of mine where all the kids hear that izuku has a date planned, and they assume that it's with Dynamight. So when they hear that it's with uravity instead, they are shocked and immediately think that the worst has happened and Bakudeku broke up, despite Izuku telling them that they weren't a couple.

*cheesy or not, though, the fluff is a nice reprieve from all the angst 🥲

***hope you enjoy! Next chapter whenever I can manage it!

[whomstdosthouthinkiis]

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Hi everyone, I'm Elliot (he/him)

This is my bakudeku side blog.

I've been in the MHA fandom since 2017, I've been a bakudeku shipper since Kacchan v Deku 2, and Kacchan is one of my favorite characters of all time. The series has had it's ups and downs, I've been out of the fandom for a while, only coming back for delicious bakugo/bakudeku moments.

I love the story but have some complaints, so you will see that in my blog. Mostly it's Bakudeku fanart I love, fanfic, and metas

hopefully I will be posting some fics of my own soon :)

Complaining about the ending: #431 kvetching

Current WIPs:

Going Down Swinging: (long fic) Post-431 fix-it MMA tournament,

Called Shot: (length unknown) 429 canon divergent, bkdk form DynaDeku agency w/ quirkless hero Deku before he gets armor

Palimpsest: (long fic) Time Travel fix-it w/ a twist, canon divergent, Kacchan takes Izuku's hand, but how much of fate can really be changed? And why does he feel like he's seen this story before?

Stay in My Arms (1 or 2 shot): Post-431 fix-it. Kacchan is pulling away. Izuku doesn't understand why, but when Katsuki gets hurt he drops everything to be by his side.

Potential Fics

the 8 years between 429-430, one canon compliant, one where they get together. pining and friendship

Get together during third year,

missing scenes, how Izuku would actually feel about Kacchan sacrificing his life for him,

[ailec-12]

20 Questions, Writer's Edition!

I was tagged by @hklnvgl, thanks so much!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

14.

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

269,196. 🤩

3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

Four: Harry Potter, Once Upon a Time, Marvel Cinematic Universe and Avatar: The Last Airbender.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

House Potter for Children in Need (HP, 1,463 ❤)

A Hotchpotch of Feelings (HP, 431 ❤)

Pocket-Sized (MCU, 178 ❤)

And I, You (MCU, 98 ❤)

Dear Tom, Who the Bloody Hell Are You? (HP, 78 ❤)

5. Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

Always! I love answering comments. Besides, if you take the time to leave a few words, I think you deserve to get something other than radio silence. And I also like it when other writers respond to mine, so that's why I make a habit of replying to every comment.

6. What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

That would be December, 17th. I challenged myself to write a Christmas story and that was the result.

7. What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

Of Forgiveness and Hope. 💚

8. Do you write crossovers? If so, what's the craziest one you've written?

I haven't written any, but I did imagine a pretty detailed Hogwarts AU with the Mills sisters once.

9. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Yeah, though thankfully it's been rare and pretty mild.

10. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Nope, but maybe I will someday.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope. Someone did offer once with one of my fics, but I declined because I didn't know them and didn't feel comfortable. I wouldn't mind allowing translations from people I know somewhat so that I can trust them to translate accurately and keep me posted, though.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I've got a WIP with @mariagvogel focused on Peggy Carter, but it's not posted anywhere.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

It's hard to choose just one, but mmm, let's say Outlaw Queen (Regina Mills x Robin Hood).

15. What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

A very ambitious fix-it of Marvel's Civil War. It's likely that I will finish it eventually, but I don't think it will have a big audience by then. xD

16. What are your writing strengths?

Conveying emotions! That's also my main goal: to tell stories that stirr something in the reader. Also, I'm very patient with my writing projects, so I can keep myself motivated to finish them after a long time.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Complex plots. I struggle to find clever solutions to plot conflicts and it's something I should honestly practise more, but since it's not a priority in fanfiction... Sometimes, I also feel like I'm unable to go straight to the point and produce short fiction.

18. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

Depends on the source material, really. If for whatever reason a character usually says certain words/expression in a different language, I'd keep that in my fics. In general, I think it fits as long as there's a reason for it, like a character struggling with the language and inserting words in their native language. I'd "translate" full dialogues remarking in which language they're actually happening, though.

19. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

There was an early attempt based on a Spanish book, but I must agree with the person that told me it wasn't much of a fic, but rather an original story with the same setting, hahaha. My first actual fic was a one shot for OUAT —there was an unpublished attempt at writing Steggy fluff but I could swear it came later.

20. What's your favourite fic you've written?

I can't choose just one! I'm satisfied with most of my stories, so I can try to choose my top 5 (in no particular order):

OFaH

House Potter

Dear Tom

Lightning

December, 17th

Tagging @supermarketcrayons, @itslucyluna, @thatawfulsnapeboy, @mariagvogel and any other writer who sees this and wants to give it a try.

[aurlyn]

A Year In Review 2019

Tagged by @cullenlovesmen. Thank you so much!

I’m not going to tag anyone directly, but if you haven’t completed one of these yet and feel the desire to, please consider yourself tagged! :)

Published

AO3 says I posted 303,179 new words last year - I’m a little shocked, to be honest. There were 14 Completely new pieces and I added on to 4 others. All of these are Alistair/Cullen pairing unless otherwise noted and I enjoy writing Modern AU’s (sometimes with magic, sometimes without) as well as the original in-game settings. 

Cocktails and Cheese: Updated Chapters 44-59 Mishaps and Misfortunes story arc. (50,523 words +photos added to this story in 2019. C&C is currently 224,133 words long.)

Alistair is the owner of a cheesy bar in downtown Denerim. Commander Cullen is a police detective from the other side of town. Both men go through the motions of their day-to-day lives, not realizing that something essential is missing.

After a chance meeting and some casual flirting; will these two find that little spark of attraction enough to break free from their humdrum existence and lead them down the path toward true happiness?

One-Shots in the C&C Universe (3891 words total added):

Weirdest Father’s Day Ever (1912 words ): A glimpse into a Father’s Day of the future. Kieran is back from College, Emily is five with a few surprises of her own, but all in all, it’s the best Father’s Day these two have had… so far.

Wouldn’t Change a Thing (1979 words): All good things must come to an end. Here’s a look into the future for our two boys, the day we close the doors to Alistair’s House of Whine and Cheese for the last time.

Change of Plan (5006 words): What would happen if Cullen became the Hero of Ferelden? @jellysharkbat wanted to know, so I began this little adventure. It is intended as a WIP with no set schedule for adding chapters.

All the Kisses (3600 words): Updated Chapters 47-83 - of these 100 word drabbles of varying Cullistair kisses. One of my favorite quick post past times! I loved them so much, I did TWO 31 day challenges of them last year on top of this set.

Fictober 2019 (3100 words): Thirty-one days of Cullistair Kisses following along with the Fictober prompts for the month. 31 prompts in 31 days. What is this insanity?!! Not insanity, just another excuse to bring more Cullistair kisses into the world.

December Kisses (3100 words): I sent out the call for Prompts in November and was given so many amazing ones, choosing only 31 wasn’t easy. Each Cullistair kiss followed along with the holiday/winter theme.

Worth Fighting For (2323 words): A prompt fill for @tatteredleaf where the Inquisitor slips a note to Cullen in the War Room from a certain Warden.

Beautiful Sacrilege (1364 words): Written for @cullenlovesmen & @bexterrr. Cullen/Sebastien/Alistair. Sebastian's envoy has arrived at Skyhold. Cullen is very happy to see him. (Alistair probably sees more than he was supposed to, but he honestly doesn’t mind.)

Something Beautiful and New (1172 words): Written for @bexterrr. Chantry Boys - Fic-or-Treat exchange. Alistair has never carved a pumpkin before, the new boy at the Abby takes him under his wing and shows him the ropes. (not a euphemism for anything sexual... I swear). Not this time at least.

Antici… pation (2172 words): Written for @bexterrr. Rocky Horror-ish Modern Crossover Fic-or-Treat exchange. Halloween is Cullen’s least favorite holiday, but he endures, because it happens to be his husband’s favorite holiday -- and there isn’t anything he wouldn’t do to make Alistair happy.

Sweet Halloween Anniversary (100 words + Photo): Created and written for @bexterrr  Fic-or-Treat exchange. Cullen arranges a little something special for Alistair for their anniversary.

Tainted Love (1666 words) Written for @andrastini: What if the Calling isn't exactly what we've been led to believe? What if it's not a battle to the death at all... what if it's sexual? This is not my usual fluff with a side of angst! Please read the tags before diving in. I will not be offended if this is not your cup of tea, just keep yourself happy, healthy, and safe.

Everything Will be Better Tomorrow (1851 words): Cullen is having a lyrium withdrawal kind of day. With duty pushing him forward, he endures as best he can… until he doesn't have to anymore.

Orchestrated Machinations (11,529 words): Written for @rhovanels / Black Emporium Rare-Pare exchange. Alistair/Zevran pairing. Alistair has been invited to another dreaded masquerade ball. Leliana arranges for this event to be not so dreaded, after all.

My Dearest Mia (431 words): Cullen (FINALLY) writes home to Mia.

Something I can never Have (added 2 more chapters - 1902 Words): When I first wrote, "Something I Can Never Have" in 2017 for the Sadness Appreciation Society weekly prompt, it broke my heart. From that first moment Alistair walked out of the room, I knew I'd have to come back and FIX IT!!! And thanks to the 2019 Cullen Appreciation Week, I've been given the motivation to do just that. :)

Chapter Two - gives us Cullen's perspective of that little impromptu visit.

Chapter Three - Our Conclusion. Finally our boys get their Happily Ever After. :) Anyone who knows my work will know that I love these boys to the moon and back and believe they always deserve a happily ever after!

Cuts, Colors & Curls (1823 words) - Pride Piece: Cullen moved to a new town and is looking for a place to take care of his unruly hair. What he finds at Alistair's Cuts, Colors, and Curls is so much more than he ever dared to hope for.

Exactly What I Need (613 words) For @earlgreyer1 (Picture prompt): Alistair's not feeling like being jovial with the family. He needs a few minutes alone to reflect. Cullen finds him and won't let him mourn alone.

Written

In addition to posting just over 300k words to AO3 in 2019, I completed a double NaNoWriMo in November totalling just over 106k words between two totally different stories. One of which will join my AO3 collection in a few months, the other is an original piece of the urban fantasy variety.

Future

I’m currently working on  my final rounds of edits on the next story arc for C&C titled Promises and Proposals, as well as a stand alone piece called The Royal Tantrum.

I have so many things that I can’t wait to work on! More Cocktails and Cheese (because, apparently I’m addicted) which means there will also be more one-shots in this world as well. I would love to do another Supernatural/C&C crossover someday maybe add another chapter to Tainted Love and Beautiful Sacrilege and of course, continue adding onto Change of Plan! :) There’s a piece I’ve been pondering for the last couple of years with Alistair and Dorian (not my usual pairing, but I don’t mind stepping outside of the box I built around myself occasionally.

Conclusion

2019 was an insanely productive year for my little writing fingers. I’m hoping I can keep up even half that momentum for this upcoming year. Only time will tell… for now, I need to get back to my edits.

[bygosscarmine]

W: Worlds Apart - Volume 4: Worlds Estranged

Kang Chul X Oh Yeon Joo - Fix-It Fic (T)

Read from beginning or find previous chapters here: Stories

Kang Chul is in the belly of the beast now, and has to find treasure there. Has what his journal held and what the Minister is willing to say be enough?

Chapter 115 - Hypothesis 5a: The Clues Lie In W Already (431 words)

"I do have one thing I can tell you," Chul said, conversationally. "The answer to your last question is no."

Han had to think about this a moment, having gotten steeled for violence. "I can't change the world?"

"No. You're missing an important piece of information, so even if you have control of that device, you're no more powerful than Han Sang Hoon was. And if I'm reading between the lines right, you've had him killed."

Han was going to dirty his own hands, use his own energy, to beat him up. When he had access to goons, like the ones who had dragged him in here. Like the ones who had beaten Do Yoon, because Minister Han was currently not sweaty enough to have done that job himself. So he had something he wanted to learn from Chul and he didn't want any of his hired goons to hear it. But why go to this effort? Minister Han could have been happy to just blacken his name, finally. Someone else was pulling his strings, and they wanted something more.

Han wanted to know if he'd solved the mystery. Or Han's sponsors did. Which had to mean Han's sponsors knew the murderer was someone more than Han Sang Hoon, which meant...they had ordered it. But how could someone know who it was and hide it from him all this time?

Minister Han was messing around with the tablet again. When he turned back to Chul he was brandishing a gun as well as the bat. And it was Chul's own gun--the gun that had appeared in his hand when Ajussi died.

"I like this better," said Han. "I have the option of drawing it out or ending it quickly. And it will be your gun, so we can say you killed yourself after you and your friend had a death-match when you found out he was behind the murder." He tsked at the thought, and set the gun down for the moment.

Chul did not for a moment entertain that there was truth behind this story to be spun of his destruction. But since that was the track of thought Han's mind was on, could it be close to the truth?

"Are you trying to beat some secret out of me?" Chul said. "Because I don't know anything you don't know."

"Oh, no," said Han. "I do need to find out what you know, but I just want to take years of frustration out on you, too."

And he swung the bat with a crack down on Chul's left knee.