#ch.404

[shizukais]

Someone's clenched fist. Someone's breathing. Someone's prayers…

[comradekiwi]

bkdk // binary star system

our twin stars :’)

[lynnbutlertron]

idgaf about candide or whatever her name is. they have been gay since day 1. no exceptions

[every-chopper]

[tragedydenji]

Sooo to me nighteye and all might's situation reflect bkdk. i guess the main reason hori included these quotes here was because the person at stake at this part was all might. But man does it parallel katsudeku. From way back to the start of the series, and throughout the series.

> The need and want to save the other: 'prevent the future in which you get killed' + 'searched for a way to change things'.

Are these not things izuku did try to do for katsuki?? and what katsuki DID DO.

just some incidents between the 2 boys that i can think of relating to the quotes for now:

- sludge incident

- LoV kidnapping aka one of izuku's self-deemed top failure (soon to replaced by what he saw he was too late to in ch 367)

- katsuki helping izuku train ofa

- katsuki saving izuku's life

- even izuku leaving UA to ensure his loved ones(ahem kacchan) weren't targeted

pls i want to crawl into both of bkdk's minds and scribble everything down.

> on a similar tangent, related to this above panel, katsuki also faced a gruesome end that awaited him, and continued down that path.

> katsuki got up and faced the undoubtedly terrifying shigaraki, and still tried his best to win. In a bid to keep the image of victory izuku knows him to be, a subtle nod to the class where izuku and katsuki were paired up against all might, and izuku got angry at katsuki for considering the idea of giving up just because he didnt want to use izuku's power/cooperate.

i wanna squeeze more out but for now all i can do is to scribble down some parallels i saw between these duos. basically bkdk has eaten into my mind.

[the-storming-sea]

look i know bakugo was well within his rights to explode afo and do whatever it took to save toshinori but

jesus christ?

[hyuuukais]

current upcoming posts: skz texts on sunday, skz request on monday, then hopefully a new chapter of apt 143 that friday?

[akutagawa-daily]

Akutagawa daily 404/★

[chaoflaka]

There’s no words to describe how air came back into my lungs the moment All Might responded again after being rescued.

[sunflowercider]

Oh! We DO get a peek into those two months Lloyd was tied to queen Alicia.

[craykaycee]

Reading thru ppls fics and feeling like making a lil fanart, who should I attack with love first?

[shapes-nd-colors]

In times like this I think about Mark Twains gay alien rave heaven

[xe-5aj1700155-024]

April 4, 2022_((14:10_cet)) iPhone5 (y)w\the 404 Decals onDek

[piratebay]

hunh. i pronounce ough like Ó(u)HWJCH. like a. like theres a hard sound at the end. ig im doing it wrong

[every-chopper]

[redflagshipwriter]

Check Yes ch 9 part 2

masterpost

That whole detour took a depressing amount of their allotted Dick-free time frame. Danny sulked about it a bit as Jason caught up to him and bumped his shoulder. Jason fished his phone out and clearly made a call to a restaurant, giving them an ETA and asking them for the meal Danny had asked for.

Well… Danny untensed a bit. He was willing to look at Jason again by the time that the phone call finished. 

“Wanna talk strategy?” Jason coaxed. 

Danny pursed his lips. “Is anything off limits?” he asked with a shrug. He spread his hands out. “I can fly, go intangible– most of my powers are more martial but those are really applicable.”

“I can’t do either of those things,” Jason said, “So unless-”

“I will just pick you up,” Danny cut him off. He flicked a glance up and down the other guy. “You weigh nothing to me.”

Jason seemed to experience a 404 error. Once he had rebooted he cleared his throat and his voice still came out a little peaky. “I think those things are fair, but we don’t wanna clear Dick totally, it won’t be any fun unless he thinks he has a shot at some points.” He cleared his throat again.

‘....Does he want me to pick him up?’ Danny looked Jason over as sneakily as he could manage. ‘He didn’t let me carry him up the stairs, but maybe that was different because we were play-fighting.’

He filed that very interesting question away for later and took a little mercy on his date. “What strengths does he have, what tactics is he gonna use?”

Jason whistled a long breath out from between his teeth and opened a door for Danny. “We should call Barbie and beg for her neutrality. He won’t go to tech immediately, but tracking us by cameras is always an option.”

Danny snorted and tossed his hair. “Not a problem,” he boasted. “I can short out any cameras in my vicinity.”

There was a moment of silence. “That sounds like it would make it really easy to spot our current location.”

Oh. Well. Heck.

“...Is this the restaurant?” Danny pushed open the door without waiting for an answer, bell jingling overhead.  

A sharp-eyed waiter in black and white saw them enter and indicated the back area with a gloved hand. “Thanks, France,” Jason said easily. He pulled out a seat for Danny without a thought.

Danny shared a moment of eye contact with France. Danny was intending to communicate, ‘Do you see this shit, France?’ France was a cypher. There was no hint of what he thought about this.

…Danny sat. “Thank you,” he said, a little confused by the gesture but pretty certain that this was the best response. 

Jason seated himself and gave him a distracted smile in lieu of a verbal reply. Shit. Fuck. He was hot. Danny flashed internal alarms at this. “Are you still interested in red wine, or would you like something else?” 

“Uhhh.” Danny decided not to say that he had no idea, he was basically copying the romantic date from The Lady and the Tramp. “I’d like to start with a water.” 

“Of course.” Jason glanced over at France, who inclined his head and left in a frankly shocking burst of speed. “I think that Dick will try to leverage the date against me, to embarrass me,” he said thoughtfully. He picked up a saltshaker and started toying with it absentmindedly. “He’ll think that I won’t want the other guys bothering us.”

Danny cocked his head. 

“I was thinking about cutting that out from underneath him, at the last second,” Jason explained. “Dick’ll probably have a couple contingencies around siblings.”

“Yeah, control the flow of information,” Danny agreed. “Do you think you can turn any of them against him?”

Jason pursed his lips. “Yes, but not predictably. It’ll depend who sides with who first. It’s not a fun game if they all play on the same team, so some of them will be willing to fuck him over.” He blinked and lifted his hands as France returned with a pitcher of lemon water and a plate of appetizers. 

It was a very serious war council, for all that it happened to be about the tactics Birds and Bats would use in a game of tag. Danny caught himself leaning forward, elbows braced on the table, to breathe in every word out of Jason’s mouth. 

“Don’t worry about the big guy though,” Danny faintly understood. He was glazing out a little bit, just watching Jason’s mouth move. There was a little bit of stubble that hadn’t been there at the start of their date a few hours ago. Danny wanted to touch it. “No way will they invite him to play, he hasn’t been fun for a decade.”

“Whatever you say,” Danny managed. Unbidden, one hand started to come up off the tabletop, reaching toward Jason’s jawline. Touchy touch touch.

“What- oh, we should take a photo for the group chat.” Jason pushed the food slightly out of the way and rested an elbow on the table to support himself as he leaned basically into Danny’s space. He used that hand to grab the hand Danny had been inching across the table and he gave it a squeeze.

He was. He was holding Danny’s hand again. Danny swallowed, hard. Was his pulse too fast? Could Jason feel that?

“Lean in a bit?” Jason was checking how they looked in his phone camera. 

Danny leaned forward agreeably, brain screaming static at him. He didn’t even bother to think about how he looked in the photo. It must have been fine because Jason made an approving noise and put the phone back down on the table. “I’ll send it to the group chat in about 20 minutes,” he said.

“Ngah,” Danny said intelligently. 

Luckily, the pasta came then.