#creepy deku

[faeralcatmeems]

DAILY PRIDE MONTH DOODLES #12 - meeting a "friend"

CW liminal horror, creepy vibes

stream of the process here! (link tbd)

also, this is a prequel to the fic MUSUTAFU BUS STOP!

i really love this entry. i, of course (but unsurprisingly) not expect that i would be drawing/streaming this for FIVE HOURS as opposed to 1.5, but for my first attempt at building up horror tension (that i can think of), i think i blew it out of the park!

i especially love the last 3 pages. i really love how the first part of this is all black-and-white (at first, because i was going to do the thing where everything is black-and-white save for pops of red, orange, and green) but then i decided to contrast it with a blast of GREEN at the end to indicate that everything prior to deku being alone in his VERY NORMAL, VERY NOT-OFF-PUTTING ROOM is a bit of a... façade.

i also am proud at how i used the orange as an accent in the last two pages. especially the moment where deku is, uh, really excited to UNZIP HIS VEST (but i am aware of/exploiting the implication/conclusion you will probably come to before you see what he actually unzipped for HORROR). for the record, no, the picture he has of kacchan was not obtained through legal or consented means. he also did not go to work. (he does have a job though. but more on that later.)

OKAY gushing on the last page--i love how i sorta drew the kissing panel like how i would draw deku if he was flustered in a more wholesome setting, but the immediately contrasted it with a VERY NOT OKAY DEKU FACE. again, and this is what i admire about certain kinds of horror (mundane horror?) and what i think liminal horror is all about--it's sort of following the intrusive thought your brain might find in the sea of thoughts, the one that twists something that is 99% innocuous and harmless into danger. and the more you focus on it, the more this small danger is actually a GREAT danger. and it's GROWING.

also, no, i did not plan anything out asdasdfs hence why some of the choices i made in panels and shots are not optimal. i DID do some exploratory doodles earlier that day, but i didn't use any of those concepts in here :')

yeah.

i will be following up on this in my day 13 entry! hope to see you there!

and... if you really enjoyed this and want more, tell me with your monies at my ko-fi! you can also vote with your monies for me to work on the spicy ghost!deku and wolf!kacchan one though!

[faeralcat]

Musutafu Bus Stop

Prequel comic to this fic (Deku POV)

Illustrations in this fic

AO3 LINK:

SUMMARY:

While waiting a long time for the bus to Musutafu, a "friend" from Katsuki's childhood joins him under the shelter's roof to stay dry from the rain.

They chat about the past, among other activities.

TAGS:

Horror

Mystery

Fluff

yes there can be fluff in a horror fic

at least there is fluff in THIS horror fic

Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence

Pro Hero Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou Katsuki is a Disaster Gay

Creepy Midoriya Izuku

Quirkless Midoriya Izuku

AUTHOR NOTES:

I still like this fic a lot. This was one of my favorite BKDK Smooching for Pride Month entries.

[stingrachelmha]

The trio!

[modharvest]

CATsuki

[milkyyay360]

I'm making a fanfiction about deku as a cannibalistic magical girl

[misplaced-aquarius]

(forgive me these are a little older) But further back, still expanding my AU and studying the artstyle for TLOZ Wind Waker. I am particularly proud of the deku tree and the deku mole, two entities sharing one massive, eldrich-like body in order to protect and transport the spirits of the forest above and below the great flood's barrier. I WEAR by all things this was before Tears of the Kingdom and I never thought it would fit SO well with the things that developed in the canon of the game. This was an ongoing idea I had in 2022 and maybe even further back. Enjoy!

[holysugu]

cult leader deku is in my brain rn pls help i’m actively being indoctrinated ,,,,!,,,,,,,,!,!,!”

[airegieus]

inferiority complex

[thisisadriana4evertugsfan]

[yanderejustforyou]

Unyielding Desire

kiri x izuku

notes: i def watched baby girl with harris dickinson then wrote this

The sharp lights of the boardroom flickered overhead, casting long, jagged shadows across the sleek glass table. The room felt suffocating, the air thick with unspoken tension. Izuku Midoriya stood at the head of the table, the embodiment of controlled power. His perfectly tailored suit clung to him in all the right places, exuding authority, confidence. He was the CEO—untouchable, commanding. Or so he thought.

Across from him, Kirishima Eijiro sat, his posture relaxed, but his gaze was anything but. He leaned back in his chair, his broad shoulders taking up too much space, exuding an energy that made the room feel smaller, tighter. His smile was slow, teasing—too knowing, as if he had already figured out Izuku's every move before the CEO could even make them. The air between them crackled with something more than business.

Izuku shifted, uncomfortable under the intensity of Kirishima’s stare. His eyes traced the outline of Kirishima’s jaw, his muscular build, and he couldn't help but feel that familiar pang of unease, a spark that had been there for far too long.

“Let’s wrap this up, Kirishima,” Izuku said, his voice firm, but it carried a hint of something unsteady, something... hesitant. “The merger is the priority.”

Kirishima's grin deepened, but he didn’t move. He wasn’t interested in business right now—he was interested in something far more dangerous.

“There’s no rush, Izuku,” he said, his voice low and smooth, as though savoring every word. “The real deal comes later. You’ll see. No one’s going anywhere.”

Izuku could feel the tension between them build, thick and suffocating. He wanted to ignore it, to push forward with the meeting. But Kirishima's presence made it impossible to concentrate. His gaze was too intense, too hungry. Izuku could feel it, creeping under his skin, a raw heat he couldn’t explain, couldn't control.

He looked away, trying to refocus on the papers in front of him, but the sharp, predatory energy in the room wouldn’t let him. Kirishima leaned forward slightly, just enough to close the space between them, and his voice dropped to a rough whisper.

“You think you’re in control, don’t you?” Kirishima’s words were quiet but penetrated the silence with lethal precision. His eyes never left Izuku’s. “You’ve built this empire, worked so hard to make it yours. But the truth is, you’re scared. Scared of losing it all. Scared of... letting go.”

Izuku’s throat went dry. It wasn’t the first time Kirishima had pushed him, but there was something different in the air today. Something deeper. Kirishima was testing him—pushing him in ways he couldn’t understand. Couldn’t resist.

Izuku’s pulse quickened. He shifted again in his chair, trying to maintain control, but Kirishima's words had landed, stirring something inside him that he didn’t want to acknowledge.

Kirishima tilted his head, watching him closely, and then let out a quiet chuckle, low and dangerous.

“You want to fight it,” Kirishima continued, his voice like silk, “but deep down, you want this. You want me to take over. You want me to break down that little wall you’ve spent so long building around yourself.”

Izuku’s fingers tightened around the edge of the table, his breath catching in his throat. His heart hammered against his chest, and he could feel the heat rising in his veins. His instinct was to push back, to remind Kirishima of the lines they both had to walk. But the way Kirishima spoke—like he knew Izuku better than Izuku knew himself—it rattled him to the core.

He couldn’t look away. He couldn’t escape the pull of Kirishima’s gaze. He was caught in it now, like a moth to a flame, his body betraying him, the heat in his chest burning hotter than ever.

“You think you’re untouchable,” Kirishima murmured, his voice lowering to a growl. “But I can make you beg. I can take everything you’ve built and make you beg for it.”

The words shot through Izuku like a bolt of electricity. He was used to being the one in control, the one giving orders. But Kirishima... Kirishima was different. He didn’t follow the rules. He didn’t respect boundaries. And somehow, that made him even more dangerous.

Kirishima leaned in just slightly, his breath warm against Izuku’s ear, his hand brushing ever so lightly over the back of Izuku’s chair. The small touch was enough to make Izuku shiver, to make his pulse race with something that was part dread, part desire.

“You want to fight me,” Kirishima whispered, “but you won’t. Because you know... I’m the only one who can make you feel alive.”

Izuku opened his mouth to protest, to push back, but the words died in his throat. His mind was spinning, caught between the power of his position and the strange, intoxicating pull Kirishima had over him.

And then, without warning, Kirishima’s hand moved, brushing over Izuku’s jaw with surprising tenderness, almost like a caress. The contrast between his roughness and the gentleness of the touch was maddening.

“You’ll learn to let go eventually,” Kirishima whispered, stepping back, his grin widening with satisfaction. “I’ll make sure of it.”

Izuku stood frozen, his heart thundering in his chest, his mind racing to make sense of everything that had just happened. He wanted to push it aside, to focus on the merger, on the empire he had built. But the fire that Kirishima had ignited inside him was still burning.

And he knew, deep down, that it wasn’t going out anytime soon.

[d3dfl00fb4ll]

Random ass sketch dump

[faeralcatmeems]

DAILY PRIDE MONTH DOODLES #30 - bkdk kissing (NO HOPE, ALL HOMO NIGHTMARE MODE)

stream of the last stretch of me drawing this in real-time (full recording up later)

The concept for this picture was insane, but I did it! I implore you to zoom in and enjoy all the details! And most importantly, tell me if you can--which day was your favorite? ^O^)

And with that, I will rest for a bit before creating a masterpost for all of the entries and some news about my presence on the internet for the foreseeable future! Thank you so much for joining me and PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD REBLOG AND COMMENT THE SHIT OUT OF THESE ENTRIES, I WORKED SO HARD AND I THINK THEY ARE ALL FUN TO LOOK AT QWQ

also pls go buy my doujinshi :)

Kacchan is a Fudanshi! (24 pages, ongoing, Quirkless AU, Fudanshi!Kacchan, Fujoshi!Uraraka, Oblivious Love Interest!Deku)

Winter Solstice Respite (52 pages, Fantasy/WInter AU and also the second part of the book is a fucking artbook of all the process/concept art for the comic i put together myself lol!!)

[biginkyboyo13]

I miss the recurring characters in Zelda games, and why they didn't get to come back to BOTW/TOTK (except Beedle, he's perfect), where's my Postman? My Dampe? My Deku Scrub salesmen? My TINGLE? Oh, you have a section of the map named after him and his brothers? That's nice, where is my freaky green guy? Kilton is fun, cuz he's different! Bolson, Addison and Hudson are also fun, but they don't have enough! Hestu is perfect though, he's baby

I love BOTW/TOTK, flaws and all, but goddamn is this game in dire need of some comedic characters, some STRUCTURE my guy!

[quiet-imps]

"It looks all dark and gloomy... almost like it could start crying any second now...

How sad..."

[nipalapapa]

Cring satire bkdk 😍 warning: CRINGE

(I dont ship bkdk)

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[multicolour-ink]

I'm so glad I didn't spoil too much of Korok Forest in Tears of the Kingdom!

I knew about the Phantom Ganon fight, but I was not prepared for the Koroks to be frozen still 😳