#deku's first fan

[kiisaes]

kacchan, you have to drink this!

[24bughours]

Inspired by how spotify only plays Lowe's ads when i listen to my toshi playlist

[epickiya722]

"America's #1 even has a different art style."

That is so funny they had him break the fourth wall like that.

But also, true, Star and Stripe is drawn in a different art style that references American superhero comics. Same with All Might in his super form. His hero aesthetic is referencing America which he did the rest of his hero training at and where Cathleen, aka Star and Stripe, is from!

Also... they really had a preview for the first episode! Which comes out next Saturday! (May 4th)

[sauerkrauted]

I have so many fic ideas with like full outlines that I will probably never actually write because my adhd gets bored and I move into the next one. But I wanna read these fics so bad. Should I post the outlines anyways so people can adopt them?

They’re all pretty much Izuku-centric btw because that’s my boy.

[pandoratheprocrasticreator]

i havent followed the manga in several months and im not interested in catching up again but has bakugo un-died yet. has deku saved him yet with the power of gay love. or is he still getting open heart surgery. has this boy been getting open heart surgery for the past 8 months.

[katsudoncat]

I'M SORRY HORI-WHO? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? I DON'T KNOW ANYONE WITH THAT NAME…

Mmhh Boku no Hero Academia? Oh, are you referring to that manga that was cut short just before the end? Yes, it's a shame it wasn't finished!

ah wait you said it's finished? oh wow that's true… what things right? it seems that Hirikoshi kept his promise…

Izuku's father was revealed! what a surprise, is Toshinori, yes because a true father is the one who raises not the one who engenders as we say in Mexico, and Izuku and Kacchan finally held hands! and all the plot holes were covered. I'm so happy, Horikoshi is a great writer… applause

IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED I'M BEING FUCKING SARCASTIC!!! I'M SO PISSED OFF!!

First of ALL! In what world is this…

is that a fucking ember? I don't see an ember! To me that's a fucking burning flame!

And This?...

WHAT IS THIS THEN?! A FUCKING PRINTING ERROR?! I don't think so! Those are AFO hole lights! AFO IS IZUKU'S FATHER and no one will ever take that idea away from me!

Let's see what else? Ah, Toshinori like a Good Parent giving Izuku a new suit… let's hope it's not a Mecha-armor like the one he used against All For One…

although I guess there won't be a villain powerful enough to break the armor with Izuku inside....

Yeah, like a damn peanut. 😥

Oh ok I've already seen the last page, thank goodness it's a body armor and not a mecha type armor like All Might.

That's seriously a relief 😩

AND Last but not least… Izu-chan and Kacchan finally held hands!…

Come Deku!

But off-screen!!!! 🤬

Everyone knows that this has always been Deku's dream But in this case the order of the factors does alter the product!

We know from experience that if it is KACCHAN who asks Izuku for something, he will gladly do it! because this is what happens in his head…

And well, who can resist the charm of Bakugou Katsuki? Even I would take his hand 😍

But that's not what I meant, what I meant was that the order of the factors for me does alter the product, because it is Katsuki who must take Izuku's hand and not the other way around, what we expected or at least what I expected was for Izuku-chan to extend his hand towards a fallen Kacchan and for him to take it after hesitating a bit… You know, like the tsundere that he is…

Or rather, what I expected was something like:

They're in a fight with a group of random villains and one of them hits Katsuki's chest right over the scar on his heart, he stumbles out and falls on his back, Izuku sees him and after getting rid of his opponent with a punch to the stomach sending him flying several meters he runs towards Kacchan who is complaining a little while the villain he was fighting approaches mockingly, then Izuku knocks him out with a kick to the head and approaches Katsuki hesitating a little to reach out his hand (due to previous experiences)ias).

"Kacchan, does it hurt a lot? Are you..."

"Don't finish that sentence or I'll kill you, Nerd!"

"O-ok Kacchan"

"So, are you going to help me get up or what?!"

"Of course I do, Kacchan!"

Izuku then takes him by the hand with his bright smile and teary eyes quite happily, Katsuki responds by rolling his eyes with a…

"Tch, you're still a crybaby, nerd" as he stands up and they both walk.

"Ah Kacchan since you're standing you can let go of my hand"

"You're not telling me what to do you fucking nerd!… I'll let go of you whenever I want now hurry up and let's go back to the agency!"

But well, what else is left for us to do, Horikoshi is the creator of the manga and we can only conform and although DFO is not canon for me it is and will always be my headcanon.

Now for 'The more or less good things THAT I found':

The boys had an explosive graduation (thanks Kacchan) as did the Big 3 Mirio, Nejire and Amaijiki.

Izuku learned how to tie a tie properly and now wears formal shoes (bad luck for the quirkless red shoes theory supporters, I thought the same too 😩)

Izuku is a teacher at UA and from what was in his notebook it's possible that he's a Quirk Analysis/Physical Analysis teacher.

Shinsou grew his hair to emulate Aizawa-sensei.

Aizawa-sensei cut his hair and doesn't look like a homeless guy anymore but a 40 year old emo K-poper.

Gran Torino and Chiyo (RG) are still alive despite being very old now.

Kouta-kun goes to UA and still calls Izuku nii-chan.

The kid with the sewn mouth who escaped from the basement of his house is Kouta-kun's classmate and may become a future hero too.

Eri-chan's little horn grew back and she's now in junior high school, I hope that when her horn grew back her quirk also returned to normal (remember that her little horn was like a container for her quirk's power).

Aoyama is back and is also a hero now along with all the ex-1A's.

Izuku is still mumbling his quirk analyses and looking scary doing it.

He still has the heart of a hero and supports kids with weak quirks who are like him (with a hero's heart)

Kacchan continued his physical therapy and it seems that he has fully regained the mobility of his arm.

Kacchan worked hard and saved up for eight years to help fund Izuku's new mech suit and support items so they could be heroes together and follow each other for the rest of their lives! if that's not love then I don't know what is (BKDK CANON BECAUSE I SAY IT YEAH)

Oboro finally rests in peace unless it's Nemuri's grave that the Yama-zawas visit.

Izuku ended up becoming the first Quirkless Hero in history just like he wanted and that makes me happy even though he lost OFA 🥺...

But it still bothers me! SO if a QUIRKLESS wants to be a hero he has to be a billionaire like Batman and Ironman to get a super suit! that was what Horikoshi gave us to understand, QUIRKLESS are still USELESS if they don't use an advanced technology suit! And I know that Izuku will be happy to be able to be a hero again, BUT this is stupid, FUCK YOU HORIKOSI! and it was more than obvious that if the boy keeps training and exercising even without a quirk it's possible that he can lift a car full of people on his head, after all, a Quirk is nothing more than a simple tool, right? If Izuku had continued training his strength and intelligence he would have been unbeatable despite not having a Quirk! If even being a weakling of 14 years without a Quirk he was able to drag a refrigerator with an All Might weighing more than 250 kg on top at the beginning of his training on Dagoba beach.

And I'm also still VERY upset with Horikoshi because I have no idea who Izuku's biological father is (not the adoptive one, I already know it's Toshinori) because he neither confirmed nor denied anything and now I have to imagine everything he left out! And because I didn't see the Baku-Deku holding hands on screen! 😡 SO FOR ME! MY THEORY IS THE TRUE ENDING AND THAT'S IT!

Yeah I know it's been 10 years, the guy must be exhausted and his brain completely fried after all this work, but I'm still upset! and sad! BECAUSE IT'S NOT FAIR! It's not fair what Hirikoshi did to Izuku, the kid didn't need a fucking armor, just a support item maybe, I'm sure if Horikoshi had stayed with Akatani Mikumo 'Yamikumo' the story would have been different and it's possible that he would have been the first quirkless hero with only a support tool…

I wanted to wait for the official release but I saw the spoilers and I couldn't stand it anymore, I'm sorry but I'm not sorry, I had to say I thought about the last chapter of the manga and well this wouldn't be the first time that a mangaka disappoints me (Gosho Aoyama I'm looking at you 😡) And it won't be the last either I guess, and it hurts and I'm torn apart and I just want to have Horikoshi in front of me and punch him or just yell in his face but there's nothing to do but… CREATE TONS OF FANFICTIONS AND SHOW THAT BASTARD HORIKOSHI HOW TO WRITE A TRUE ENDING!!!!!!! but it doesn't matter, as I said, I'm sticking to my own canon 😒 and dedicate myself to writing This critic to vent 😔

[idontevenremember5minutesago]

When I tell you ion give a fuck about anyone but Izuku Midoriya.

Story themes, the hero ranking system, loose plot threads.

I don’t give a fuck about none of that shit.

So as long as I get a satisfying ending where Izuku gets to live a happy fulfilling life, doing what he wants, I’m good.

I LITERALLY don’t care about anything else.

[grimstrawberry]

Squad in 3/4s and turtlenecks + bonus shouty Shou & getting bullied by lesbians

[delku]

and just in general please dont take the shit i say too seriously. i dont have an unyielding hatred of people who post things i dislike, and i would block such works if i could (again, the website i see most of this stuff on breaks if i try to do that anymore). i have some strong opinions about certain (relatively common) tropes that i dislike, and if we have a disagreement please block this blog and move on instead of worrying about it. youll enjoy yourself more if im not talking into your ear about how these things bother me.

take comfort in that whatever youre doing is probably, hopefully not as contemptible as that one person who wrote "deku as a blackpilled reincarnation of andrew tate"

[kiisaes]

i paused my work to draw this

[yanderenightmare]

Deku - Midoriya Izuku

TW: NSFW, noncon, yandere

gn reader

Thinking about being childhood friends with Izuku, who’s always had a bit of a crush on you. 

You’ve always known, but you’ve never humored it. He’s your friend – anything else would just be awkward. If you had to put it in any other term, you’d say he felt more like a little brother.

You wish he’d allowed the two of you to grow apart – as normal people do.

There wasn’t really any reason for the two of you to stay friends after middle school. His quirk suddenly manifested, and he got into UA – became a pro-hero – and then the symbol of peace. And you were still… kind of just doing your thing – studying, working, struggling to pay rent – struggling to keep a date…

The two of you never had much in common anyway, and you never really knew what to talk about with him anymore – only knowing to ask him how his mother was. After all, you grew out of your otaku phase a long while ago – and otherwise, you felt out-educated in any and every conversation the two of you had with each other. You swear talking to him makes you feel like a toddler learning your first words – it’s humiliating, and you don’t understand how any of it’s remotely stimulating for him, either.

Still, he’ll text you when he has the time, asking if you’d like to meet up at a café – talk, catch up – and you, not wanting to be rude, always accept.

You’d gone wide-eyed the first time you’d met him after middle school. Jeez Louise – he’d had to have grown twice his size – jacked and scarred to no end. It only got worse over the years. Now, adults – he must be twice your size. Bigger even.

You blush now when he flirts with you. But not so much for the reasons he wants.

Honestly, it’s more uncomfortable than it’s flattering. It was Izuku, after all – Deku – no matter how little he resembled the crybaby from your childhood – he’d always be that same nerdy loser friend who’d chased after you ever since you first met.

He might have grown up, but his crush on you hadn’t.

His doe-eyed look of longing and adoration had always made you feel a little awkward – a little sorry for him. And now that he’s become a man, it’s only become even more… desperate… a little pathetic, actually…

Bedroom eyes that make you laugh nervously, pretending to brush it off as a joke but really wishing he’d just give it a rest already. Surely, as a pro-hero and public figure, he could get a date? One of the many screaming fans that pine for him everywhere he drags that awful golden cape he has on his shoulders. And if not any of them, then maybe a model. A movie star even.

Why is he so hung up on you?

The funny thing is, you’d tried vying him of his crush by telling him about hook-up after hook-up, boyfriend after boyfriend – treating him like a girlfriend you could gossip with.

But it’s almost like he takes it as a challenge – talking and helping you through your relationships, giving his input and advice – just like a real friend would… only… always implementing something… something condescending, something suggestive, something saying you ought to be with him instead – he’d never treat you like that, he’d never do you wrong, you’d be taking good care of with him.

You’d made the mistake of saying you were struggling with a class at university – just to make conversation – just to talk about something trivial. But of course, he’d seen it as an opportunity – quick to offer his help, saying he’d taken that class as an extracurricular – just for a bit of fun, he’d said, light reading material he’d done on the side of his internship.

You don’t know why it’s so hard to tell him no.

Suppose it’s the possibility of being wrong – the guilt of thinking he has impure intentions when he’s supposedly the purest person in the world.

But you should have trusted your instincts.

“Please, Izuku-” You’d immediately restored to begging. Who wouldn’t? He’s a two-meter-tall monster of a man – jacked with muscles fatter than a bear.

Your phone’s been missing since you came back from the bathroom – your lips wet with his unwanted kisses – your neck sore from having his fist wrapped around it when you tried stopping him.

You’d only managed to break free after biting – blood salty in your mouth. You nearly vomited, choking on a mix of bile and fear.

Fuck – your legs are so weak, you might just buckle from the dread alone – feeling like a bunny snagged on fox teeth.

“You used to take me when we’d play wrestle... you remember?”

The comment is pulled out of nowhere.

He stalks you, a fond look on his face as though the two of you were reminiscing good old times. As though his eyes weren’t a nocturnal green like foxfire on the fen. As though he wasn’t radiating black whip – ready to snare you.

“Think you can take me now?”

You had your hands raised apprehensively – but the hopelessness took its toll and made your entire body shake on the spot.

Your only hope was to talk him out of it. If only you could think past the fear and string a sentence together that wasn’t along the lines of “Please-”

But something about that look on his face told you he wouldn’t listen to reason anymore. Not manic, not like a person who’d finally snapped – but controlled – resolute – and playful even. Nothing like you’d ever seen. Nothing you could understand.

“What’s wrong, hm?” He smiles, head tipped in that charming way that used to make you want to pinch his cheek. Now it just makes you sick to look at – swallowing thickly as you tack another step back away from it. “I’ll go easy – so don’t worry… I know it's not exactly a fair fight anymore…”

Your better judgment failed you – fight-or-flight kicked in, and you made a break for it. 

Budging into the couch on your way, it’s a messy scramble for the door – but you manage. Feeling feverish with dread and pumped full of adrenaline, you brush the cold handle with just your fingertips before something wraps around your midriff in a snug grip – pulling you back into the living room.

You’re lifted from the ground, kicking – now screaming – flailing in the air before you’re flipped on your back against the couch.

“Don’t be like that~” He murmurs. “Always so wishy-washy~” Voice in a low purr that makes you feel like coughing up your heart – squirming beneath him and his heavy hands as they paw your thighs – manhandling you like nothing you’d ever imagine him to do.

Raking his fingers through the dough before squeezing your ass greedily – kneading his fat crotch against the thin fabric protecting your sex. 

“Complaining about all your weak-dicked boyfriends as if begging me to come fuck you myself – yet such a flighty little slut when it comes down to it.” He sneers, and blackwhip tightens some around your limbs. “Let me help you out.”

One hand tugs your underwear until it rips, whilst the other hand pulls up to grab your face – squeezing your cheeks to keep you still when forcing his kisses on you.

“After all… what are friends for?”

♡ DEKU - MIDORIYA IZUKU masterlist ♡ BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA masterlist

[myballsyourballs]

OKAY IVE BEEN IMAGINING A HAWKS X BAKUGOUS OLDER BROTHER READER?? okay but here me out bro, reader has been dating hawks for a while now, occasional family dinners at readers house with his parents, not brother, due to the fact that he’s training.

reader never brought up the fact that his younger brother goes to ua, and hawks never said anything about teaching 1a gym time-to-time, one day, reader goes to pick up katsuki early from school, and he realizes hawks is teaching, basically how everyone would react to one, finding out bakugou has a brother, and two he’s dating hawks??

(ps, hawks knew of readers last name, but never thought anything of it,)

big bro

keigo takami x male! older bakugou brother! reader

genre: fluff and slight crack oneshot (1,300ish words)

notes: i’m not a massive fan of how i wrote this (i don’t think it’s very good) but it’s been sitting in my drafts for months so here you go

synopsis: reader is katsuki's older brother who is dating hawks -- katsuki doesn't know reader is dating hawks, and hawks doesn't know katsuki is reader's brother. it stays that way until reader has to pick up katsuki from school early while hawks is teaching.

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Principal Nezu is shorter than you expect.

You expected him to be a man-sized rat, not a rat-sized man; though you suppose that isn’t an apt description either, given that he’s at least 2 feet tall and most rats aren’t 2 feet tall.

Regardless, he's still pretty intimidating when you run into him in the hall and he starts to ask you what you're doing.

"I'm looking for Bakugou Katsuki -- uh, my little brother. My parents wanted me to pick him up early since we're leaving today to go on a trip." Nezu seriously makes you nervous.

“Bakugou Katsuki is in Hero Training as of right now. You’ll be able to find him in the gym!” He smiles at you, teeth surprisingly white for a rodent. “Make sure to alert his teacher before you leave,” Nezu continues, an unnerving glint in his abyss-like eyes. You decide not to ask why he knows Katsuki’s timetable by heart.

“Sure. Thanks, Principal Nezu,” you smile, offering him a handshake kindly.

“Anytime, Bakugou-san.”

As you step into the gym, the first thing you notice is the smell of sweat. That, and the temperature. Despite the amount of heat emanating from the fire quirks of a select few and the body heat of everyone in the gym, it’s — surprisingly — rather cool. UA's unflinching ability to invest copious amounts of money into air conditioning was impressive. Your eyes trail across the sweeping ceilings and expensive equipment, whistling lowly. I should come here more often.

1-A looks to be split into pairs — sparring, maybe? — each student difficult to view clearly under the thin blanket of steam and smoke that surrounds them. Katsuki, however, is easy to spot among them. His explosions light up the room, the sound of the loud booms only rivalled by his rage-fuelled yelling. You watch, amused. Glad he’s… letting that out.

As much as you didn’t want to interrupt class (the idea of 20 different teenagers having their undivided attention on you was a terrifying thought), the teacher was nowhere in sight and you were running out of time. “Katsuki!” you call, waving at the angry red glare that lands on you. The boy, in response, rolls his eyes snidely and stays rooted on the spot.

You sigh. Little brothers are so goddamn annoying. “Let’s go, dude,” you urge, emphasising your words with a vague ‘hurry up’ gesture. He scowls, but obliges nonetheless, walking slowly over with his hands shoved into his pockets. Once he's in front of you, he stops.

“My teacher isn’t here. I can’t leave yet.”

“Isn’t it their job to, you know, teach? Where the fuck did they go?” You furrow your brows.

“Fuck if I know,” Katsuki responds, matching your curses with equal indifference. “He went with Deku to go and get something.”

“Izuku’s here?”

“Why wouldn’t he be, dumbass? He’s in my class.”

And that’s when you notice the rest of 1-A. 18 pairs of eyes stare at you in utter shock and confusion, burning with questions. Your body stills, awkward under their gazes.

“Is that… your brother?” a red-haired boy with sharp teeth asks, looking between you and Katsuki slowly.

“Yeah,” Katsuki replies nonchalantly.

You take in the other boy's appearance: the insane amount of gel in his weirdly-styled hair, pointed teeth and the fact that he was sparring with Katsuki. Close friend, bad hair?

“You must be Shitty Hair.” you say, prompting half of the class to erupt into giggles. Vaguely, you recall his name is Kirishima, but Katsuki says it so rarely that you barely even associate it with him. ‘Shitty Hair’ blushes at the attention, nodding bashfully with an awkward smile. He rubs the nape of his neck, glancing once again between Katsuki and you.

“I can see how you’re related,” he laughs uncertainly.

“I can see who got the good genes,” a pink-haired girl with horns calls, “clearly not Bakugou.”

“YOU WANNA SAY THAT AGA—”

The doors slam open. You first see Izuku, who pauses at the commotion, and behind him you see… your boyfriend? What the fuck?

“Keigo?”

“[Y/N]?”

“[Y/N]-nii?” Izuku adds.

“Nii?” someone whispers in confusion.

“Hey, Izuku,” you respond weakly.

Silence falls. You take a moment to appreciate Keigo in his hero costume before the dots connect and you turn to Katsuki accusingly.

“He’s your teacher!?”

“He’s your brother!?” Keigo counters.

You turn to your boyfriend. “I told you I have a brother. You know my last name. You’ve literally met my mother and she’s the carbon-copy of Katsuki. Keigo, what even?”

“Er, well, in hindsight, maybe you’re right— but... you’re so nice,” he says, disbelief evident in his wide eyes and confused brows. “And he’s so… not—”

“The fuck did you just say—!?”

“Young man, I will give you a detention if you swear at me again,” Keigo says sternly, schooling his face into something unnaturally serious and crossing his toned arms over his chest. You can see the humour dancing his eyes, prompting you to chuckle quietly.

Katsuki rolls his eyes. “Yes, Hawks-sensei,” he mutters, face contorted into a scowl. He angrily taps his shoe on the ground.

“Stop being a shit,” you chide, grabbing Katsuki by the shoulder roughly and rubbing your knuckles into his skull. The rest of 1-A watches on in absolute disbelief. (Except Izuku. He’s used to this.)

Katsuki groans exasperatedly, “You stop being a shit.”

“Hey!” Hawks gasps dramatically, “don’t call my boyfriend a shit!”

Silence.

You rub a hand over your temple in an attempt to ease your oncoming headache.

“YOUR FUCKING WHAT?!”

“Katsuki—”

The rest of 1-A is left in shock. (Including Izuku, this time). Some start yelling, some look like they’ve turned to stone, the usual. You’re too busy trying to hold back your feral little brother from attacking Keigo — you know he won’t actually, you’re just hoping Keigo knows that too.

“Wait, you’re gay?” A boy who you can recall as Kaminari splutters. Your face crinkles into confusion, nose scrunching like you’ve smelt a bad odour. You can see why Katsuki calls him Dunce Face.

“It runs in the family,” you say, with a pointed look to Katsuki.

His exhaustion must’ve caught up to him since he only offers a middle finger in response. Kaminari bursts into startled and slightly scared laughter.

A warm arm makes its way around your waist and it takes an embarrassing amount of effort for you to suppress a smile. You don’t even have to look at Keigo to know that he’s grinning.

Neither of you are big fans of PDA, but the urge to hug him right now is particularly strong; especially since he’s right there, but there’s also 20 kids right there which sucks and you have to go—

Right. You and Katsuki need to go. That was the point of this whole ordeal.

“Keigo,” you murmur, quiet enough for only him to hear. The rest of the class has ignored the two of you in favour of chatting amongst themselves or questioning Katsuki. Keigo hums, meeting your eyes. He smiles, his golden irises pooling with affection and his arm squeezing gently around your waist, seemingly in a trance. You chuckle, “I need to go.”

He startles. “Right! Right,” he says, clearing his throat. You pretend not to notice the faint tinge of red high on his cheekbones.

“Okay, 1-A. I’m gonna go sort this out quickly,” Keigo says to the class, his voice raised slightly in order to drown out the talking. “So please continue sparring — without quirks — until I’m back. I won’t be long.”

The class answers an affirmative, and then the two of you (plus Katsuki) are out the door. You turn to face Keigo, placing a quick peck on his lips. “I thought I just needed to tell you Katsuki was leaving and then you’d sort it?”

“That’s true… but I missed you,” Keigo sighs wearily, acting like he hadn’t seen you in years. (You spent the night with him literally yesterday.)

“Stop before I tear my fucking eyes out,” Katsuki interrupts. Keigo lifts his head to glare unhappily at him.

“Piss off, Katsuki,” you grumble, placing a slightly longer kiss on Keigo’s lips. You pull away at the realisation that you’re probably late, which means you’ll probably have to face the wrath of Mitsuki Bakugo. “I should— we should go. I’ve stayed way longer than I needed to.”

“Thank fuck,” Katsuki grumbles, occupying himself with his phone. Teenagers.

Keigo groans dejectedly but lets you go nonetheless. He watches you walk away, waving. “Bye, honeybear!”

“Don’t call me that!”

[bratzbrat]

.・゜-: ✧ :-　　𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨'𝐬 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦!

𝐀 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭!

✶pairing: Pro!Hero! Katsuki Bakugo x fem! model reader.

✶cw: harassment! explicit language! female reader!

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you got a rare day off giving you the perfect chance to relax. so you thought, why not go for a little walk through the shopping district... while you trying to ignore all the eyes on you. you hardly even made it past the first few stores before you heard your name called out.

"y/n! oh my gosh, is it really you?" a young girl beamed, conveniently holding a marker in her hand. "can I get an autograph?" she shouted, waving the marker and a napkin in your face. several others quickly joined in, once they saw the commotion, surrounding you in excitement.

"sure!" you smiled, nodding as you started signing whatever random item they brought for you, answering some of their questions, and sharing a few laughs here and there. the energy around you was infectious, and you enjoyed each brief interaction.

as you were signing a fan's shoulder, a familiar green-haired figure approached, catching your eye. Deku. smiling ear to ear as he walked over.

"hey, y/n!" he greeted warmly, giving you a small wave.

"Deku! hey! patrolling?" you replied, glad to see him.

"yeah- thought I'd come say hi," he smiled again and your fans immediately turned their attention to him, some letting out gasps and squeals. "Deku!! can I get a picture with you?" a fan asked excitedly.

Deku laughed nervously, scratching the back of his neck. "oh, uh, sure!" he leaned down a bit to get in view of the camera.

"can I have one too!"

"me too!"

"and me!!"

they bombarded him, shoving their phones in his face. you chuckled as the group of fans quickly surrounded him, their attention now entirely focused on the pro hero. he signed t-shirts, posed for photos, and exchanged a few words with each fan. Then, one particularly bold fan stepped forward, undoing her shirt at her chest.

"please sign my tits!" she asked, as she made her way into Deku's view, with a mischievous glint in her eye, sticking out her well endowed chest.

Deku's face turned bright red, and he chuckled awkwardly. "uh… I think that might be a little too… um…" he gently pulled her shirt close with the tips of his fingers, careful enough not to touch her, glancing at you with a helpless look, clearly not sure how to handle the situation.

you just raised an amused eyebrow, trying to hold back a laugh.

finally, Deku cleared his throat, offering the fan a sheepish smile. "maybe another time?" he said awkwardly before turning back to you. "I'd better be on my way. It was nice running into you!"

"likewise, Deku. see ya' around," you replied with a smile.

with another small wave, he continued down the street, the fans reluctantly letting him go. as he swung on neighboring buildings, he disappeared into the distance, and you turned back to your own walk, shaking your head in amusement.

you continued down the bustling street, just about to turn into a quieter one when a man approached, his hands nervously tucked in his jacket pockets.

"e-excuse me… you're y/n, right?" he asked, a shy smile on his face. "would you, uh- mind me getting your autograph?" he handed you a little book and pen, he also oh so coincidentally was carrying.

"of course!" you replied, taking the pen he offered. "what's your name?" you asked, just to be polite and keep up your image. his voice was soft, almost unsteady, and he kept his gaze mostly averted, occasionally stealing glances at you.

"t-takao," he fiddled with his fingers, "can I uh-" he said, holding up his book after you'd signed. "could we, um, take a photo together?"

"sure thing," you agreed, leaning in as he extended his arm to snap a quick selfie.

he cleared his throat, looking at you with a bit more confidence. "so… are you free later? maybe we could grab a coffee together?"

you blinked, surprised by his question. politely, you shook your head. "I'm sorry, my schedule is pretty packed." you smiled.

"oh-" he said, his expression looking like his heart got shattered. "well—what about tomorrow?" he fiddled with his hands.

"I'm a really busy person y'know," you refused again, hoping he'd take a hint. but he persisted. coming up with a solution to every escape you had. and he had the audacity to throw in some compliments too.

"thank you, but I actually have a boyfriend." you blurted out. hopefully that would deter him.

his expression shifted, a small frown forming. "really?" he cocked his head,"then where is he?" crossing his arms. "if he's really your boyfriend, he should be here with you, right?"

"he's busy," you replied, maintaining your calm. brows twitching, wanting to frown back at him.

he didn't back down, still undeterred. "a real man wouldn't leave someone like you all alone," he said, voice growing a little louder, enough to catch the attention of a few people passing by. "a flower as beautiful as you deserves someone who'll cherish you—someone who'd make you their priority." he preached.

people began to slow down, their eyes flicking over to the two of you, curiosity piqued by the growing tension.

"look, I appreciate the compliments, but I'm very happy with my relationship, thank you." you said, trying to dismiss him with a firm, irritated smile.

"happy?" he scoffed, his eyes glinting in a way that sent a slight chill down your spine. "he's not even here for you, and you call that happiness?" he spread his arms, voice louder now as he addressed the gathering onlookers. "does this sound like a relationship worth staying in, to you all?"

phones appeared as people started recording, capturing the scene unfolding before them.

"look at what you did," he muttered, his tone taking on a darker edge as he leaned closer. "now I'll have to take you somewhere quieter… somewhere just for us."

he grabbed your arm, tighter than you anticipated, as he pulled you closer, and before you could even shout, he covered your mouth with his talon like hand and cradled your body with his. he groaned in pain, and his body seemed to fight himself for a moment, before massive black wings burst from his back, shredding his shirt as they unfolded, the wind from the movement, almost knocked over the people who were standing around watching.

"no—" you managed to scream out, as he shot up into the sky. the wind whipped around you as he flew you higher, the people below shrinking into, dots. your heart pounded, the sheer altitude growing more and more unsettling.

as you soared higher, the chill of the air intensified, and memories of flying like this with Katsuki filled your mind. unlike this stranger's firm grip, Katsuki would always pull you close, letting you nestle into him to keep warm.

the man's voice pulled you out of your thoughts. "see?" he murmured smugly, "isn't it nice, being with someone who's actually here for you?"

"put me down." you twisted your head to look at him, your previous expression hardening.

"why would I do that?" he sneered, tightening grip around you. "you're finally getting the attention you deserve."

-

inside a bustling shopping center, Katsuki paused by a storefront TV, eyeing the news coverage of some villain that had made a scene downtown. then the screen flashed with breaking news: "Famous Model Kidnapped by Mysterious Villain!" his heart dropped as he saw the shaky footage — you, caught in the clutches of a tall man with massive black wings, being carried off into the sky.

he felt his blood boil, his fists clenched so tightly his palms tingled with the urge to explode. how dare that creep lay his hands on you? you weren't some damsel for some villain to mess with.

without a second thought, he blasted off, ignoring the stunned onlookers and fans who shouted his name, trying to grab his attention, but, none of them mattered right now. they blurred into the background as he launched himself higher into the sky, the world rushing past in a flurry of wind and speed.

his eyes narrowed as he scanned the horizon. then, in the distance, he spotted them — a figure with expansive wings cutting through the sky, with you held tightly against him. Katsuki's jaw tightened. He could practically hear the guy's cocky attitude from here, thinking he could just fly off with you.

"think again," Katsuki muttered under his breath.

with a sharp blast, he propelled himself forward, closing the distance with ruthless speed.

-

you heard the familiar crackle and boom of explosions growing louder, coming closer toward you, and a smirk tugged at your lips. the vulture guy must've heard it too because his wings suddenly beat faster, propelling you both higher into the clouds in a frantic attempt to escape. he came to a stop just above the cloud line, his wings flapping to keep him steady as he waited, tension clear in every movement.

"pesky pro heroes," he muttered under his breath, his grip on you tightening as he angled your body in front of him like a shield. "always sticking their noses where they don't belong."

and then, like a comet tearing through the heavens, Katsuki blasted upward, scattering the clouds in a single, powerful burst. the shockwave cleared a massive circle, leaving nothing but blue sky around you and the distant earth below. your heart pounded with a mix of relief and exhilaration as your boyfriend zoomed toward you, his expression deadly serious.

"hand her over, feather-brain!" Katsuki snarled, his eyes blazing, as he charged forward.

the vulture guy scoffed. "oh yeah? or what? you gonna blast me out of the sky while I'm holding her?" he threatened, adjusting you so there's no opening for your boyfriend to get him.

"try me," Katsuki growled, inching closer with each word, explosions simmering in his palms.

Katsuki launched forward, diving straight at the vulture guy, who cursed and released you in a split-second decision to save himself. your heart raced, as gravity took hold, pulling you back down to where you belong. the wind whipping around you as you fell through the open sky.

you barely had time to scream before a pair of arms wrapped around you again, the dark wings catching the wind as he carried you back up into the clouds. instinctively, you latched onto him to steady yourself, but he only chuckled, his smug grin too close for comfort.

"see?" he sneered. "I told you, you need someone like me—"

"I'd rather die!" you snapped, disgust bubbling up as you pushed against him, shoving at his face with all the force you could muster. "I don't need you, and I definitely don't want you!" you yelled, fingers poking into his eyes and palms pressing into his nose.

he tried to adjust his grip, but you kept shoving and squirming, pushing at his forehead, his chin—anywhere he couldn't shield. "get your hands off me!" you shouted, making it as difficult as possible for him to hold on.

finally, his patience broke. he scowled, peeling your arms off him, and muttered, "fine, have it your way!" before he let go.

but this time, in your peripheral vision, you saw him—a streak of blond and fire blazing toward you. Katsuki was close, eyes focused and arms outstretched.

with a final push from his explosions, he reached you just in time. you threw your arms around his neck, holding on with everything you had as his strong arms wrapped securely around you for a brief moment. the familiar scent of burnt caramel was grounding, making sure you knew who had you safe in his grasp.

"gotcha," he murmured, cradling your head, before abruptly landing on the ground a few moments later. his hands lingered on your waist as he looked you over, his eyes softening just a little. "you okay?"

You nodded, a little breathless but grinning. "yeah. thanks, now go get 'em." you patted his chest.

Katsuki's lips quirked into a smirk, his eyes narrowing with a dangerous glint as he released you and turned to face where the vulture guy was flying away. "stay here," he growled. "i've got a bird to clip."

with that, he launched himself off the ground in a thunderous blast, leaving you to watch as he closed in on the vulture. 

with a final, brutal bam! Katsuki sent the vulture guy hurtling down from the sky, body twisted and crumpled as he landed. the impact left him sprawled out on the ground, looking charred and twitching, like a helpless insect on its last legs.

Katsuki landed a few feet away, instantly scanning the crowd before his eyes locked onto you. he stormed over, barely noticing the murmur of fans who had gathered nearby. his hands rested comfortably on your waist, holding you firmly, as his fingers pressed lightly into your side, though his expression was still hardened.

"are you hurt?" he asked, his voice dropping into a rare, gentle tone as he reached up, tilting your face up to his. He brushed a thumb over your cheek, checking for any signs of distress.

You shook your head, smiling up at him. "I'm all good. you reached just in time. thanks again."

he smirked and leaned in to kiss you, relief flashing across his face before his usual confident expression took over. he was about to pull away when you both noticed the growing crowd surrounding you, fans and onlookers buzzing with excitement, phones pointed in your direction.

"is that Dynamight's secret lover?"

"are they together? oh my god!"

"my blog is gonna love this!"

whispers turned to shouts, and you could feel your cheeks warming at the sudden attention. Katsuki, however, seemed completely unfazed. he stood protectively close, his arm slipping possessively around you as he blasted you both away from the center of attention.

-

a few days later, at a press event for pro heroes, reporters seized the opportunity, eager to grill Katsuki about the incident.

"Dynamight!" one reporter called, stepping forward. "there's been a lot of speculation about your relationship with the popular model. Are you two... well- together?"

Katsuki's crimson eyes sharpened at the question, but his answer came swift, a confident smirk on his lips. "yeah," he said, without a shred of hesitation. "and I'll have you know, anyone who messes with her messes with me." he looked directly into the camera at the back.

the room buzzed with murmurs and a flurry of questions, but Katsuki stood tall, unbothered by the chaos. his message was loud and clear.

as he left the press conference, you were waiting for him backstage. he grinned as he approached, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you close.

"guess the whole of Japan knows now, huh?" you teased, looking up at him, adjusting his blazer.

"good," he muttered, pressing a quick kiss to your lips. "saves me from having to tell every idiot that thinks they've got a chance."

is it just me or does anyone else love the model reader idea? it just makes sense y'know?

anywho! enjoy this little something I wrote after I read this!

read tough skinned now on wattpad!

thanks for all the likes and reblogs! I'm glad you enjoy my writing (^_^)/~~

©𝐵𝑙𝑢♡

[seoulmatez]

— 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎𝒻𝒶𝓃𝓈 ౨ৎ

multicharacter (bakugo, deku, sero, hawks, & dabi) x f!reader. 1.2k wc. ﾉ characters aged up 21+ ﾉ nsfw ( MDNI! ) ﾉ camboy scenarios ﾉ unprotected sex ﾉ possessiveness ﾉ spanking ﾉ hair pulling ﾉ breeding ﾉ overstimulation ﾉ cum eating ﾉ dumbification ﾉ masturbation ﾉ thigh riding ﾉ fingering ﾉ begging ﾉ this is a repost!

ᡣ𐭩 BAKUGO takes out his stress on you, showing the viewers that you belong to him. after a long day at work, all he can think about is fucking you. why not turn on the camera so people can see that you’re his? he’s always sure to confirm that you’re up for it, but as soon as you say yes, he’s on you like a man starved— sloppily kissing and sucking at you as he strips you nude. you’re pushed back onto the bed, your legs held open as he greedily laps at your cunt. you only have to come once for katsuki to consider you ready for him. he flips you onto your stomach pushing the waistband of his pants and boxers down just enough to free his aching cock. he growls at your prone position, pulling your hips up so that he can bury himself inside you. it’s only a matter of time before your face is pushed down into the mattress and he’s relentlessly pounding into you from behind. every now and then his hand makes contact with your ass, a resounding clap echoing throughout the room with each smack. as soon as he feels your walls clamping and fluttering around him, katsuki’s pulling you up by your hair so you’re forced to look into the camera. “i’m the only one that gets to fuck this pussy, yeah?” you nod as best as you can within the restricting hold. “that’s right. i’ll fill you up real nice so everyone knows you’re mine.”

ᡣ𐭩 DEKU props you up in front of the camera and shows you off like a plaything. before each stream, he picks out a couple of toys he wants to try on you for the people on the other side of the screen. with your legs spread wide and his hand holding your head in place to be sure you’re looking at yourself in the camera, izuku presses the vibrator to your clit. you always squirm in his hold and whine that it’s too much, but all deku does is pat your cheek and tell you that he knows you can take it. and you do, coming over and over again, each of your orgasms harder than the last. when he’s done playing with you, izuku collects your glistening slick on his fingers, tasting your plentiful essence. if they’re lucky and you’re not too spent, izuku will gladly finish up the show by fucking you. you’re nothing but a babbling mess by the time he’s inching into you but he doesn’t mind—he likes staring down into your empty eyes and seeing the satisfied smile grow at your realization that you can finally feel him. it’s not long before the rhythm of his hips is lost and his seed is spilling inside you (he never had a chance at lasting too long, his cock had been rock hard since the first time you came). the last thing your lovely viewers get to see is his cum oozing out of you.

ᡣ𐭩 SERO is the flirty type; always playing along with his fans. when he’s alone, leisurely stroking his cock with a lazy grin playing at his lips, his comments are flooded with things along the lines of “i want to wear his hand as a necklace” or “he could call me a slut and i’d thank him.” he laughs and insists that he’s a gentleman—if they want to get to that stage with him, he’ll have to take them out to dinner first. despite how easily he reciprocates the affection of his viewers, they all know that you’re the only one he truly has eyes for. how could they not when they watch him fuck you every week? it’s almost as if he’s completely forgotten about the broadcast whenever you enter the room. he’d rather focus on kissing down your skin while he circles your clit with nimble fingers. he’d rather focus on keeping his thrust steady as you suck him deeper in, both of you approaching your climax. he’d much rather focus on making you come undone on his cock. the only time he really ever pays the camera any mind is when he’s got something to say about you to his viewers. “aren’t her moans so pretty?” or “isn’t she just perfect?” — anything that puts you on a pedestal because he truly worships you.

ᡣ𐭩 HAWKS teases you by leaving your fate up to the viewers. he really likes including the audience as active participants while the two of you are filming. it’s not unusual for the streams to begin with you desperately riding keigo’s thigh or his fingers languidly pushing into you—just missing that sweet spot that would easily send you over the edge of satisfaction. when he’s able to pick up on your growing restlessness, he turns his eyes to the camera to see if the people think you’re ready to be fucked. “what do you guys think? has the good girl earned my cock yet?” though, he’s willing to disregard the popular vote if you beg him hard enough. after all, how can he say no when your lip is poked out in a pout and frustrated tears are welling up in your eyes? he half-heartedly apologizes to the viewers as he situates you on your back to ready you for the main event. even though he loves teasing you, keigo prefers being inside you much more. he lets you tug on his hair, scratch down his back, and wrap your legs around him to pull him in closer. as desperate as you were for his cock earlier, he’s just as desperate to feel you coming all over his length. your moans combine with keigo’s as you both reach your orgasms make for a symphony of pleasure.

ᡣ𐭩 DABI shows up every once in a blue moon—never reveals his face—but all his videos are effortless hits. the mysterious air that surrounds him is almost just as tantalizing as his content itself. whenever he’s away from you and misses you, he turns the camera on, adjusting the frame so that it cuts off at his neck. he silently sits and waits, hoping that you’re watching from home. once he’s begun to grow impatient, his hand wanders over his skin while he spouts out filthy scenarios he’s had on his mind since the last time he saw you. none of his fans, old or new, have any idea who he’s talking about when he mentions you because he never addresses you by name. it makes it easy for the viewers to insert themselves in your place, but to dabi, you’re the only one he’d ever consider being intimate with. eventually, his boxers are gone and his erection is in hand. they can see him fucking his fist, hear his strangled breaths— but what they aren’t aware of is how he’s envisioning you bouncing up and down on his cock behind his squeezed eyelids. picturing you there with him is the only way he’s able to come; warm, white ropes of his release painting his hand and wrist. without another word, the stream is over and dabi is gone until another set of circumstances tears him away from you.

thanks for reading! if u enjoyed, please consider reblogging or commenting ❤︎

[bomber-grl]

Deku Dating hc!! ୨ৎ

Pairing(s): Izuku Midoriya x Gn!Reader

Creds ~ first divider: @/khaer 2nd divider: @/strangergraphics-archive Art: @/xuune/kaiihuna or @/_kaiihua on twt

HE IS SO FLUSTERED OMG

Not even an exaggeration, the moment you confessed it was like blud went into cardiac arrest

Once he regained his wits he reciprocated your feelings all in a couple of stutters and accidental muttering

How charming

All sarcasm aside, it really is endearing

Yknow how most of the people in class 1-A are unnecessarily weirded out by his muttering

Plus how Deku is more often than not, called names by his own fandom 💀

Well he thinks that way about himself too

Sure you get along more than just fine but seeing him apologize for being more than a little nerdy is shocking to say the least

I mean if anything his “weird” and nerdy self is literally part of his charm and you make this known

Reread that first bullet point for a hint to how he reacted to you telling him that

Anyway

It’s likely you guys met at UA

I mean it’s where he’s made the most friends at (if any) and the only reason he talked to you was either it was inevitable or he absolutely fan boy-ed over your quirk

If you guys had some sort of romantic connotation and you had to fight against each other in the sports festival he’d be pretty conflicted

Although, you’d probably not want him to hold back

If anything he’s just sorry about the whole ordeal 😭

As a boyfriend Deku is shy(?)

I mean just look at how he reacted to technically a none romantic gesture and just interaction - he’s definitely going to be flustered for the majority of you two hanging out

Overall he’s really sweet

Like genuinely it’s surprising that he’s never actually been with someone in a real relationship before

If you disagree… look at him in the beginning of the anime 😭💀)

At most he was probably jokingly asked out or asked out on a dare in the past

I do think that hero life would sort of interfere with romantic relations for you both(assuming ur attending UA)

So there’s times where meeting up or just hanging out would be difficult

But when you two can hang out- it’s really nice

You’re either going to fast food restaurants, going shopping or doing anything really-

These outings are similar in the fact that they all often end in you both fighting some villian 😭

There is this one instance where before the dorms were introduced- you and Izuku had stayed to train or clean- whatever it was at school

He got a call from inko and upon finding out you (someone he does nothing but yap about to her) were around, well, she figured she’d invite you for dinner

Queue you finally meeting Inko and if you’re nervous and want to get a gift of some kind Izuku is kind of laughing but also happy that you want to “impress” her

Even though she loves you already

When you meet inko, she’s is buzzing with as much nervous energy as Izuku is

Funny how similar they are

The dinner goes smoothly and if anything she just approves of you more

Now eventually dorms get introduced and so does sneaking around

Don’t tell me no one in class 1-a wouldn’t sneak around- they’re high schoolers and you can’t tell me they wouldn’t just want to have stereotypical sleepovers

Among those who would sneak around is you

Izuku is less likely to because he’s a bit shy and if he’s ever caught- God kill him now 😭

So ofc you end up sneaking to his room

Which sorta backfires because he loves all might and all might is just staring at you in every direction you look.

The merch is just too excessive

Even then, a sleepover is too much for him and in Izuku fashion- he gets flustered

It takes awhile for him to chill 😭

Holding hands? In the hall way?

If you manage to hold hands for 5 seconds before Iida or Bakugo mention it then you’ve got a personal best!

(Iida because he says no PDA, and bakugo cuz him and his big ass mouth always got something to say)

——————

A/n: hope u liked! ^^

[bakuhatsufallinlove]

424

All right, listen. It’s pretty damn funny that two weeks ago I posted all like, “oh I don’t really comment chapter-by-chapter, I’m waiting to see what happens next,” but this one broke me.

This chapter was everything I wanted for bkdk, and it’s so much more tender than I ever dreamed it could be.

This post is not going to be like most of my posts, because I am a flood of emotion. If you’re wanting some detailed, well-researched analysis of this scene, that ain’t coming for a while.

I don’t have some kind of comparative linguistics to show you. I just have my visceral reactions as someone who speaks Japanese and has absorbed Japanese media for many years. I have shared my heart with others in Japanese, I’ve sputtered out words between sobs and felt the many kinds of comfort different people try to offer. I have comforted others who let themselves be vulnerable with me.

In all these moments, just as in English, I wondered if my words and feelings reached them. Each time, I felt the warmth of connection when they looked at me, and I decided that they knew I did my best. They accepted me, even if it wasn’t perfect.

I’m gonna tell you the truth, and I wouldn’t normally say this so directly, but it matters to me: the fan translation for this specific scene is not good. The tone is wildly off in some ways and it outright omits a number of very important words.

The official translation gets so much of it right.

But that’s not really what I want to talk about right now. I want to talk about how people are reading this scene.

I have seen a ton of, frankly, oblivious interpretations of Izuku’s side of things.

Listen to me. Izuku is not making fun of Katsuki for crying, he is not telling Katsuki that crying isn’t like him, that isn’t in the text at all. He is not rejecting Katsuki’s feelings, or belittling them, or ignoring them, or any of that.

Izuku has seen Katsuki cry in-canon a number of times, but every time it was over his own personal failures, and the frustration, anger, guilt, and grief associated with them. We see it in the aftermath of Deku vs. Kacchan 1. We see it during Deku vs. Kacchan 2.

Izuku is shocked to see Kacchan cry because this is the first time he has cried for Izuku.

When Katsuki apologized in 322, he looked Izuku in the eye and told him his feelings with conviction and poise. He was gentle and vulnerable, but strong, because he was asking Izuku to trust them and rely on them. To come back with them and believe in them, like they believe in Izuku. He bowed his head to show his remorse. He caught Izuku when he fell, and he accepted Izuku’s own apology.

He embodied dignity, sincerity, and strength of character. He was a true hero.

This?

This is the raw, honest sorrow of a young boy. It is a tender, earnest, unguarded display of how much Izuku means to him.

These are the tears you shed for someone you cherish. These are tears for when you think you are losing something you can’t live without. Because Katsuki isn’t just crying for the loss of Izuku’s dream—it’s their dream, the future they dreamt up together as kids.

Izuku is almost pathologically incapable of understanding how other people see him and feel about him, but this is unmistakable. He is stunned because there is no other explanation.

There is unmitigated heartache and longing at the core of Katsuki saying, “I just thought somehow we would be together like this, competing and chasing after each other, forever.”

And Izuku is reeling, but so, so touched, and filled with fondness. Look at how his shock shifts to this overwhelmed, affectionate smile.

He’s right—this isn’t the usual Katsuki, and that is precisely why it means so much. We as the audience have been privy to Katsuki’s feelings, but until now Izuku himself has never really grasped the depth of them. This is all the tenderness Katsuki has kept locked up inside, and he is letting Izuku see it for the first time.

To see Kacchan—strong, fierce, and absolutely unstoppable—shed these innocent, helpless tears for him and tell him through sobs that he wanted things to stay this way forever, I can’t blame him for being blown away.

I think Izuku expected Katsuki to be shocked and a little sad that he gave up OFA, both for Izuku’s sake and because it is the legacy of their hero. Before Katsuki even starts crying, Izuku has this small smile on his face, like he was ready to reassure him that he had made peace with his own choice.

But he clearly didn’t expect for Katsuki to weep openly in front of him about it or to confess to wanting him by his side. Izuku had so enjoyed just being allowed near Katsuki, allowed in his life at all—to think that Katsuki could want the same and want it this much, to the point that he worries that things would change, that Izuku would abandon him or deny him? How could that ever be?

In what world could Izuku ever stop chasing Kacchan?

Izuku is a bit of an idiot. He has always thought that Katsuki understood how much he cared for and admired him—that’s why he is so shocked during DvK2 to hear that Katsuki thought he looked down on him for years. Izuku thought Katsuki understood his feelings and simply rejected them.

The way he loves Kacchan is natural and unquestionable. Even now, he can’t understand how Katsuki doesn’t know. It’s baffling to him.

But he still accepts Katsuki’s vulnerability and responds to the intimacy.

This is such an affectionate, loving thing to say. Izuku is being so sweet. I cannot convey to you strongly enough how Izuku telling Katsuki, “C’mon, stop it, this isn’t like you!” reaffirms their closeness.

If Izuku had not said this line and instead skipped straight to this nervous, awkward little attempt at comfort here:

It would have read as so much more distant.

With his tears and his confession, Katsuki pleads with Izuku to not leave him. To be with him always.

And in response, Izuku unabashedly stakes his claim on their bond by being bold enough to affectionately scold him and even assert authority on what kind of person Katsuki is. Remember these?

Chapters 202 and 319

This is such a staple in Japanese media for showing close bonds. Your loved ones know you. They tease you. They scold you. They have that right. You gave it to them.

The people you love cheer you up by reminding you that you’re strong and brave and that even if things feel hopeless and like you can’t go on, that they know you can. Everything will be okay, and they know so because they’ll be right there with you. Of course they’ll be there.

Symbolically, throughout the series, Izuku’s response to Katsuki trying to be closer to him has always been: “Of course.”

He has always accepted Katsuki as much as he is able to, as much as he had awareness for. He is wildly lacking in self-awareness, so it’s certainly not perfect, but by god does he try.

What Izuku is really saying is a mixture of “Really? You want that, too?” and “Don’t be silly!”

One part is him being shocked and touched; the other is him being absolutely certain of his own heart, and showing it as best he can.

He does get flustered and self-conscious, though—because it’s overwhelming to see Kacchan this way, and this is kind of new territory for them. So he switches tactics to reassure Kacchan about how things are now, and make sure he doesn’t feel embarrassed about this outburst. He still has the embers, so it’s okay for now. And their bodies are weak, so of course their heads will be in a bad place too, it’s easy to get low spirits. Of course Katsuki would be feeling vulnerable. It’s normal.

He gives Katsuki so many things here. He gives him as much as he can.

Izuku doesn’t know how long he’ll have the embers for and, frankly, he doesn’t have any guarantee that he will be able to satisfy this longing of Katsuki’s after he loses them. This, too, is a staple of promises in Japanese media: “I don’t know if I can satisfy you, but I want to try. I hope you can accept me.”

Things will be different—the future is always uncertain, now more than ever for their world. But what will never change is what they feel in their hearts.

After this scene, I honestly don’t care if we get something other people see as “bkdk canon.”

What Katsuki says is as good as a confession to me. What Izuku says in return is genuine and pure. This is a messy pair of teenage boys figuring out how to reach each other with words, when they have always been so damn bad at it. This is the two of them both reaching a new point of intimacy and reaffirming everything that came before.