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red-riot-unbreakable-heart · 8 months ago
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Katsuki: God, you're so embarrassing!
Izuku:
Izuku: Kacchan, you're the one who just dip kissed ME in the middle of the cafeteria!!
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mudhamster · 11 months ago
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CHWHWN: 31. December - " an ear / advice "
It was quite late already and Izuku was struggling with unknown amounts of cloth, wrapped in layers, and time was running out in the narrow space of the bathroom.
"Ready?" Kacchan's voice sounded muffled through the raffia of the bathroom door and still, Izuku flinched. He was nervous. On a scale of 1-10, an honest 100. Never before had he had such high quality material on his body as he did at this moment. On top of that, he smelled exactly like Kacchan. His sleeves, his collar, everything. 
"In a minute!" he squeaked back, trying to tie the knot the way Masaru had shown him yesterday - when impatience in person pushed open the bathroom door and Izuku's head shot up - and his breath caught in his throat. 
"What's taking so long - what?" hissed Katsuki and stopped in the doorway when he saw Izuku's expression. Izuku blinked, momentarily awestruck. He knew Kacchan in his hero costume. In a suit. In sports clothes or swimming trunks. But the sight of his body in that sleek, handsome look left him speechless. He recognized the same handwriting in the design of the fabric, the thin orange-red seams, the silver accents and the detailed embroidery. Only the cranes had given way to delicate explosions and aesthetic fire patterns. They did something to Katsuki's eyes that made a warm wave of affection slosh around in Izuku's stomach. Two small black hairclips were stuck into the blond strands behind his ears.
"What's wrong? Is there shit on my face?"
Only when he raised his head, did he see Izuku shaking his head, also dressed in velvet and silk, with a belt that was completely twisted.
"Incompetent as always, huh?" 
He stepped into the bathroom, inevitably in Izuku's comfort zone, and reached around him to twist the belt properly.
"Kacchan," Izuku breathed against his shoulder, bending back enough to face him again and whispering under his breath, "You're gorgeous."
Time froze, as did Katsuki's hands on Izuku's hips. 
The bathroom was small and Izuku's eyes unintentionally wandered to the mirror next to them. 
His cheeks immediately flushed when he got the split-second image that the hands on his belt and his bent posture could also stand for something else entirely. It looked as if Kacchan was only centimeters away from kissing him.
But as if he had heard his thoughts, Kacchan only pulled hard on the belt once, inadvertently bringing Izuku a step closer to him, before he expertly rewound the knot and stepped back. 
Unseen steam shot out of Izuku's green curls as Katsuki also brought the rest of the kimono into place. 
"I-"
"Is it true that you didn't want to go to the shrine this year?"
Katsuki furrowed his brow, distracted from his original thought, and backed away slightly.
"Hm," he muttered and Izuku also took a step back until he bumped into the sink, "Why?"
"Since I drew the first horoscope, it always came true within one year."
Izuku raised his eyebrows, baffled by the thought that Kacchan actually believed in things like horoscopes or New Year's oracles. 
"Really?"
He didn't know much about such things. Neither he nor his mother had ever drawn oracles. If he was honest, he had too much respect for them, or maybe he was afraid of drawing something bad. So he had kept his hands off from the beginning. He and his mother had been content to say their prayers, leave a small donation, and then stroll through the crowds after dropping off their elderly companion on a park bench with a hot drink. 
"Yes."
Kacchan held the door open for him and they walked down the dark hallway side by side.
"But not the last one?" he questioned, slipping on his shoes. 
On the lamp-lit porch, Katsuki hesitated for a moment and pulled a crumpled piece of paper from a deep pocket of his kimono, holding it up to the light with a pout.
"No," he said quietly, "and I didn't want to get a new one while I still had this one."
The note was folded several times making it impossible to read what it said, so Izuku asked, "What does it say?"
Instead of answering, Katsuki tapped the note on the tip of his nose and put it away.
"None of your business."
But Izuku, gripped by curiosity, couldn't help but ask further: "But – but we're going? Has something changed? Has it finally come true?"
The wind came up and made a small wind chime sound in the neighbors' garden. The air already smelled of candles and the sweet smells of the New Year. 
A car horn broke the peaceful atmosphere and Izuku spun around with one hand raised in a small wave and jumped down the next three steps at once. It seemed as if Mitsuki's patience had run out. Katsuki caught up with him immediately, footsteps crunching in the snow as he replied cryptically, "Feels like it, yeah."
They made it to the car, and even though Izuku was still full of questions, Kacchan was immediately wrapped up in a fiery conversation with his mother, so Izuku began to wonder about the oracle. And the small piece of paper he had in his breast pocket. The last piece of the calendar, the 24th. It weighed what felt like 170 kilos and was placed right above his heart.
Today was New Year's Eve. 
At midnight, the 24th would burn if Kacchan wouldn't do something. And that was in just over two hours.
The way was long even by car. There were countless people on the streets and they were forced to park the car a little further down the mountain and take the steep path to the shrine on the hill with everyone else. No problem for Izuku nor Katsuki, but strangely enough, about halfway up, a problem for his parents' stamina. 
"We'll go up ahead," their son announced harshly before grabbing Izuku's elbow and leading him further to the side, onto the uneven part of the road where they could make faster progress. He was obviously in a hurry, so no one objected. Izuku turned for a last wave and noticed Mitsuki's impish smile. 
She wasn't out of breath at all.
Arriving at the top of the shrine, time flew by as quickly as dozens of beaming faces and Izuku almost bit his tongue to keep from asking for the two remaining notes when he realized that the new year would start in less than an hour. 
They had been at the altar, had knelt down to pray and Izuku had picked up an oracle that he would not open until the old year was finally over. Which was precisely the reason why he was getting more and more antsy.
But then: "Deku".
Suddenly, he was pulled away from the street, up two small wooden stairs to an empty place with several small lanterns, and Katsuki took off his thin gloves and blew warm air into his fingers. Then he pulled something out of his pocket and lifted it into the warm light. It was even smaller than the folded oracle note, but Izuku only realized what was going on when he heard the words "an ear" being read aloud. Kacchan did it. He used the first of the two remaining notes. To the sound of the shrine chimes. Over the murmur of prayers. NOW. BEFORE THE END OF THE YEAR.
"God. …fuck. Fuck." Izuku was still struggling with where to put himself or his hands or his thoughts in general as he watched Kacchan who was obviously struggling with himself. 
"I'm 10 seconds away from chickening out," he finally admitted, his lips pressed together.
"You would never do that," Izuku replied immediately, terribly nervous at the thought that Kacchan would actually open the last notes. He had expected it. But somehow, he did not. 
"No. No, not really. But I .... fuck." And then he chuckled weakly and pushed a hand deep into his hair. 
"Okay. I interpret that," Katsuki waved the note in front of Izuku's nose until his eyes crossed briefly, "to mean that I can tell you something that stays between us. Right?" 
Izuku's heart melted into a heart-shaped puddle when he saw the vulnerability in Kacchan's eyes. His eyebrows had knitted together, the tiny wrinkle of worry between them that he saw less often these days than All-Might in his filled shape.
He felt like he'd been dumped on a beach seconds before a tsunami was about to crash in and tear him apart.  His ears tingled. He could feel the thin line between them more clearly than ever, for they were seconds away from crossing it or breaking apart.
"Yes," he nodded, unable to take his eyes off Katsuki for even a blink, "but I - "
"How much longer do I have?"
"What?"
"Until midnight, Izuku. Until New Year."
"Oh - no idea?" he replied hastily, "30 seconds?"
"Okay, listen carefully. I'm only going to say this once," Katsuki raised his head to the sky, pursed his lips and crumpled the note into a fist before he whispered to the clouds, "I have a serious thing for... that boy."
Izuku watched as Kacchan swallowed hard, his eyes still on the sky, "A cute one, with ... ugh. Green hair. Freckles. Shitty style... the loser who made me a calander this year, and fuck if that wasn't the bravest shit ever."
Izuku stared at him, mouth agape, as if Katsuki was the most precious creature in the universe. Snow blew into his mouth. He didn't notice.
Somewhere in the distance, the last, loudest chimes of the year began, and Katsuki almost let the second note slip from his fingers as he tried to smooth it out: "So, um, yeah. Advice, Deku. How do I ask him out?"
"Ugh," Izuku trembled as goose bumps spread all over his body as he too pulled out the last piece of paper and held it out to Katsuki, "You should check out 24."
He could feel his heart beating in his throat when Kacchan just stood there for a long time without moving. But eventually, he took the paper and carefully unfolded it.
Izuku sent his last prayer of the year while Katsuki took a deep breath.
"Please ignore it if you feel uncomfortable," Katsuki read, "But I'd like to give you a -" he unrolled the paper even more and continued reading, his voice suddenly cracking and hoarse, "A ... a kiss, if you want one."
People passed around them. The final gong sounded and the crowd began to cheer, while Izuku's entire focus was on the boy in front of him. Again, he did not move. But suddenly, he bit his lower lip so forcefully that Izuku dropped one of his own gloves in shock. Surely, nobody who was happy looked like that?
"Kacchan, oh my God, you don't have to...!"
The first rocket of the new year exploded with colorful sparks above their heads. 
"Now."
More explosions crackled through the night sky and Izuku breathed out a soft "What?" in disbelief.
Had he heard wrong? No. 
"I want one. Now."
"For the new year?"
"Exactly." Katsuki waved the note excessively, "and I want you to give it to me. Now."
"I never thought we'd get this far," Izuku choked out, tongue heavy and eyes moist with disbelief and hope, "I wanted to woo you with sweetness, but this - I never thought I'd make it - I...?"
They looked at each other. 
"You have. If you don't chicken out now. Just like all the other moments before."
"What moments?"
More and more sparklers lit up the snow on the other side of the street and Izuku cast a glance over until Katsuki continued to speak. 
"Use your brain, Deku. As soon as I made the slightest move, your signals were so... so damn irritating. Suddenly no answers, running away, lying..."
Well, Izuku had heard enough. Enough of confusing signals and implications. This would be a straightforward matter. Determined, he stepped forward and reached for Kacchan's collar to drag him down a bit. Katsuki immediately followed the demanding yank and their lips met after the tiniest second of hesitation, just as a particularly violent explosion showered them with golden sparks. The tingle of the century shook his whole body, from the top of his head to the cold toes in his red sneakers.
It was perfect. There was nothing more romantic than kissing in the colorful glow of dying sparks.  It took his breath away.
Izuku, totally high, totally overwhelmed, backed away a little when he felt an arm trying to wrap itself around his middle. This was way too close to his dreams. Kacchan would never kiss him, would he? Not on Christmas and especially not on New Year's Eve! There was a tradition that people kissed at midnight, "more," Kacchan's growl interrupted his thoughts. His lips tingled as warm breath slid over them, and Kacchan's cold nose slid along his, and he kissed the corner of his mouth lightly, "one more."
His lips were easily captured, their mouths like freshly activated magnets, and his eyes fell shut in surrender. 
"T-take as much as you need," he said between kisses that went that perfect little bit deeper each time.
"I'll take what you want to give."
"Everything then."
Kacchan grinned against his mouth, "Sounds like it all worked out pretty well after all," and slipped his old oracle note into Izuku's fingers as he interlocked their hands and pushed him out of the crowd, into the lantern-lit darkness of the night beside the shrine.
"Won't you get a new one?" breathed Izuku, his other hand deep in the black velvet of Kacchan's kimono collar.
"Nah, got everything I ever wanted."
With that said, he kissed Izuku even harder than before, declaring in his own way, that they were starting their new year with a pretty deep level of connection.
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pinkykats-place · 3 months ago
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OOOOOMMMMMMGGGGGG
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Thanks for the new suit 😘
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clawz-loopz · 2 months ago
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It takes a nerd to know one. Which is why they should kiss
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modharvest · 2 months ago
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Human as you are
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ellewluvr · 2 days ago
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I JUST HAD TO DRAW THIS
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lazybakerart · 2 months ago
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first kiss (´◡`)
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toughbunnyforever · 1 year ago
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everybody gets a kiss
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ghostclefable · 4 months ago
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Hori said last chapter is gonna show us what he thinks a real hero is, so obviously Katsuki is gonna tell Izuku all the reasons why he's Kats' hero and then Izuku is gonna be like "no you" and describe all the things that make Katsuki his hero. Then they'll hold hands and through the power of BL the embers of OFA will reignite
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red-riot-unbreakable-heart · 7 months ago
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*A headcannon in which they are boyfriends*
Katsuki: Alright this is embarrassing but listen up! I want to try something new to *spice* things up.
Izuku: O-okay, what are you thinking?
Katsuki: I want you to dominate me.
Izuku: Okay, let me give it a try!
Izuku: Your fighting technique can use a MAJOR overhaul. There are so many improvements you need to make to be in top condition. For instance, if you start using your legs more to expand your range of motion, you could increase your - *devolves into hero fanboy mumbling as he tells Katsuki how he can improve as a hero*
Katsuki: Aw yeah, that's the stuff alright.
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chandralia · 4 months ago
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happy birthday deku I wish you a very PLEASE TELL US WHATS GOING ON INSIDE YOUR HEAD THERE’S THREE CHAPTERS LEFT AND YOU HAVENT SMILED SINCE TALKING TO KATSUKI AND YOU’RE CLEARLY DISTRAUGHT AND CONTEMPLATIVE ABOUT SOMETHING MOST LIKELY SHIGARAKI’S DEMISE AND THE UNDERLYING WIN TO SAVE SAVE TO WIN ASPECT BUT YOU WON AND DIDNT SAVE AND THOSE WHO ALSO DEALT WITH VILLAINS ON A PERSONAL LEVEL WERE UNAVAILABLE TO TALK SO MAYBE THE ONE PERSON WHO MADE YOU SMILE CAN HELP SINCE HE’S CALLED YOU OUT BEFORE?????
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bakudekublogblog · 5 months ago
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izuku giggling over kacchan’s antics is sweet and fun until you remember it’s to remind us of how much joy kacchan brings izuku before he’s forced to see his lifeless body and process living in a world without him
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bakugo-softski · 5 months ago
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If Izuku ever actually confessed, Katsuki would simply fight him for having zero sense of self-respect lol. Like Bakugo’s fully aware he’s literally drowning in love with Izuku, but how dare he try to be with him, the guy that bullied him so relentlessly? Who told him to kill himself? The guy who made his life a living hell for ten entire years? When Izuku could easily have an actual, beautiful love with literally anybody else, uncomplicated by Katsuki’s childhood stupidity Like he would be SO MAD
Izuku: I love you, Kacchan. Like..romantically. And i wanna be with you😳👉👈
Katsuki: What the-LOVE YOURSELF YOU STUPID SHIT! YOU EVER THOUGHT OF THAT!THE HELL’S WRONG WITH YOU!?
Katsuki: *immediately on the phone with Uraraka*
Katsuki: “COME KISS THIS FOOL BEFORE I BLOW HIM THE FUCK UP”
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treef-greef · 24 days ago
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chibicharlie95 · 1 month ago
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Taboo Kiss - They really don’t give a damn at this point lol
Took me forever for no reason except actual exhaustion
Alt lighting on zep@trëøn (which reopens next month)
BkDk
AngelxDevil AU
I needs it on a poster… light ver on a sticker I think… 🤔
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ardens-art-blog · 2 months ago
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Bkdk matching portraits 🥦💥
(I love them so much!!)
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