#galactiicsouls : Mezou Shouji

[dekiruherodeku]

@galactiicsouls is granted some soft potential shoujideku content :3c

“Hey Shouji, are you heading gonna visit home for Golden Week, too?” Deku had to admit, seeing most of his friends being gone for the week has sort of left him feeling a bit bummed out. As much as he wanted to visit his own mom, though, the sudden development with his Quirk has him considering otherwise in the hopes of getting his powers figured out.

Still, for some reason, Shouji also going home for the holidays seems to be affecting him more than he’d like to admit. Part of him was sort of hoping to find some time for the two to hang out.

[dekiruherodeku]

💀 - shouji

[ Send 💀 for my muse to die in your arms. ]

He couldn’t stand it anymore, couldn’t stand seeing the villain have fun with Shouji’s Quirk and tear each limb apart from the arms. Why are there people who enjoy others’ suffering? Why did the world have to be so messed up? Help isn’t coming. They’re all too busy handling the other villains throughout the base. He shouldn’t have fallen for one of the villain’s tricks. He shouldn’t have ran on ahead and made Shouji go after him. Now he’s suffering, suffering because Deku had been too reckless. He thought he could take on this monster, and he lost by the snap of both legs. Shouji is going to die because of him, and he just can’t have that.He absolutely cannot have that. So he’s gotta move… Move…! Move already, move…!!

I don’t care if you’re broken… You’ve still got your arms!Just move already and save him…!! MOVE, YOU GOD DAMN LEGS!!!

An aggravated warcry. A surge of escalating power. It gave pause to the insane, monstrous villain’s act and spared Shouji from another limb torn off. Green sparks licked the young hero’s skin like flames, growing, illuminating, shining like it signaled his one last burst. He’s challenging the massive figure in a ‘game’ of strength again – at least, it’s how the villain was seeing it. A game. Another round in this same old game. Except Deku’s going to win this time. He has to win. For Shouji’s sake. For everyone else at risk of encountering this monster should he be let loose upon them.

Win. Win…! Save everyone, and win—!!!

..Yet when all was said and done, he’d forgotten one final thing to consider. A promise he’d made with his mom, and a quiet, personal vow to his future with Shouji. As the massive creature of a villain drew his last breath, it finally dawned upon him.

Deku never thought to save himself.And now he was there, falling apart at the seams right in Shouji’s arms.

..No.. don’t cry. This isn’t what I wanted. All of this was to save you. All of this was for us.So why? Why are you crying…? Why am I shaking? Shaking with tears… With blood……..Blood…. So much blood. At this rate, I’m really gonna….. No, I can’t. I was supposed to win. To save. To protect everyone. To protect our future.But now I’m dying. I can’t die. I can’t.—Mecchan–Mecchan—

“—M-ecch..an–…”“–Help–”

Clinging. Clawing. Reaching. Fear.

“I’m– scared; I-I don’t want to die–” “Mom– A-All Might– Mecchan— I-I…”“–I can’t– I-I don’t wanna die, I’m scared– I-I can’t–”“—Don’t want to die… D..on’t want…”

..to leave you all behind.

[dekiruherodeku]

Shouji places down a small little cake for Midoriya right in front of him. Though he was no baker, his mother had no problem making this for him and bringing it up. "Happy Birthday, Izuku," Leaning in, he tugs his mask down for a kiss at his cheek.

“Ah- Shouji, thank you…!” An eager smile grew on his face upon suddenly being given a small cake. Did Shouji make this? Or maybe it was one of his moms? If that’s the case, then he’s gotta make sure to gift them something in return… It’s only right that he expressed his gratitude right back at them.“We should eat this together. It’s much tastier eating with f–”

Before he could finish that sentence, Midoriya was suddenly caught by surprise the second he felt a kiss against his cheek. He froze up, initially stunned, but the cogwheels in his brain were instantly chugging, and it wasn’t long before his heart started pumping and his face burning bright red. He quickly devolved into a fit of nervous, but clearly blissful giggles. Oh man. Tell him he’s dreaming. Th-This isn’t a dream, is it? Did Shouji really just…? 

‘Course, he had his answers once he looked up and saw that Shouji indeed pulled his mask down. Deku’s face burned even more.

“—Th-This is the best birthday ever…”..Oops. He said that out loud, didn’t he?

[dekiruherodeku]

Shouji lifts Deku up and holds him in his arms. "It looked liked you needed a little pick-me-up."

Deku couldn’t deny the fact his body jolted a little from the sudden lift. Before he knew it, he was about a foot off the ground, up close and face-to-face with Shouji. ‘Looked like you needed a little pick-me-up,’ he said... Oh god, that pun.

“Ahaha, Shouji-kun...! Really?”Bashful laughter ended up escaping out of him, and he did his best to hug the taller friend back. “Okay yeah, I kinda did, actually. That’s-- pretty smooth of you, though...! Aha...!”

But it was true. Deku really did need the pick-me-up. A lot has been on his mind lately, and the gesture alone was enough to put a smile on his face.