#gearshift au

[tobster-inabathtub]

I PROMISE ITS THE LAST ONE (till they update next:3)

IM SORRY I CSNT HELP IT

OKAY IM GOIGN TO BED I HAVE SCHOOL TOMORROW

(Also this is art for @gear-shift )

(Also also if you want me to stop tagging you I will!!)

[mrrpkie]

yea i made fanart for an au ( @gear-shift ) i discovered not even a week ago. yea thats me;; heh.

[gear-shift]

CATACOMBS (PART 9) (Ft: Streamy Mew Mew)

Part nine of GEAR-SHIFT is finally here!! And it's the biggest one yet, no doubt about that! I know I said that last time, but I guess I wanted to punish myself a bit this time.

You can read it here!

Previous

[cricket1331]

second gearshift papyrus drawing with a rat

rats

i tried 2 render

[klazikursfellshift]

Most of you are probably here from @gear-shift, but. Go read it. Like genuinely, it's my friend's comic so I'm probably a little biased but it's really good

(also read Cycle of Violence, another comic being worked on by Funtermore)

[bahgasdump]

Continuing Gear-Shift one day... maybe... who knows...

If you didn't know, I used to work on this Storyshift Take called Gear-Shift

It was a ton of fun, specifically since I got to contribute a lot for the story and ideas

But one fateful day, the project got "delayed" because Volta... Voltra'd Which really bummed me out...

One day, I wish I could go back and maybe pick it back up, maybe as a comic, maybe as a game if an easier way to make UT fangames comes out

But until then... bawomp

Here's some mini-comics I made for it anywho!

And uh... Fanimation, if you're seeing this, and don't want me to share these. I'll delete the post immediately!!!

[gear-shift]

Merry Crimbus!!

CHRISTMAUS 2024:

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I want to thank everyone for participating in this years ChristmAUs! My first year helming such a massive project like this, and hopefully it only gets bigger and better from here! And I want to thank @fmsdraws / @ut-poppy-askblog for handing the reigns of ChristmAUs to me this year. After his massive game last year (GO GET IT HERE), he deserves a nice rest.

CREDITS:

[misahyochaeng]

“Shut up and Drive” (Jihyo x Fem!Reader🔞)

TW’s//Smut, Slight fluff, Sub!reader, Dom!Jihyo, Street Racer AU, Joyriding, Cop chase, Mommy!kink, Car Sex, Strapon.//

Small summary: Park Jihyo, Alias “Zyo”, AKA: Your girlfriend is a 27 year old street racer from Seoul, known for her multiple expensive and modified rides. She decided to invite you as her plus one for her upcoming race, but let’s just say, cars aren’t the only thing you’re riding.

The sound of screeching tires and smoke filled the atmosphere.

You're not one to race or show off cars, but you decided to be your girlfriend's plus one for today's race. You hopped into the passenger seat of her black Toyota Supra, putting on your seat belt and praying to whatever god was out there, just hoping you'd make it out alive.

Your girlfriend entered the car and buckled her seatbelt swiftly.

—"You ready?"

Jihyo asked with a raised eyebrow as she checked you out, admiring your beauty, giving you a warm, reassuring smile before starting up the engine.

You weren't exactly dressed appropriately for a race, wearing a short black mid-thigh dress and a pair of short heels.

On the other hand, your girlfriend was wearing a muscle tee with a leather racing jacket and leather pants; she looked so attractive.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when she started accelerating to the car meet, placing a hand on your thigh while she drove with the other.

You sat on the hood of your girlfriend's car, scrolling on your phone, still a bit nervous since the race was starting soon. You glance over at your girlfriend, who's showing you off like a dork, and you can't help but to let a giggle out.

She rushes over to you and signals for you to get in the car. You feel butterflies in your stomach; you get inside the car, buckle your seatbelt, and pray for the best. She takes a glance at you and notices your nervous fidgeting. She grabs your hand and looks into your eyes.

—"Hey, it's going to be okay, baby; I promise I won't do anything crazy,"

she assures as she plants a kiss on your lips.

She starts revving up her engine as you and the other cars speed up through the streets of Seoul. Your girlfriend quickly caught the lead, swiftly drifting around twists and turns, taking alleyways and cutting off cars like if it was nothing.

It was all fun until a pair of blue and red lights started shining at the car.

—“Shit, hold on, Y/N.”

She put down her foot harshly on the accelerator, a harsh trail of smoke blowing towards the police car as the sound of screeching tires echoed through the almost empty city.

You were holding on for dear life as your girlfriend swiftly cut through tunnels and alleyways, escaping the cops; you had no idea how fast you guys were going—probably 90 —WHAT—130 mph!?

Though you felt like you were practically dying as your heart sank down to your stomach, —maybe to your ass..— you couldn't deny that your girlfriend looked so fucking hot, one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the gearshift, her racing jacket falling off her muscular shoulder, her biceps flexed and exposed, and those hot leather pants—IS SHE WEARING A STRAP?!

Your mind went blank as you stared at the large bulge on her pants.

—"Hey, earth to Y/N?"

You glanced at her quickly, making your neck crack loudly,

—"Fuck, I-Uhm.."

You noticed the car was stopped in a dark alleyway only lit by the car's headlights.

—"Come on, pretty girl, let's go to the back."

You both quickly hopped into the back seat.

—"Sit on mommy's lap."

You rushed to straddle her lap, nuzzling into her neck.

—"Baby, what about the race?"

You ask, a small pout toying at your lips.

—"Oh come on, baby. Who cares about that race when I have my winning prize right here?"

she coos as she starts marking your neck with wet, sloppy kisses.

—"And it's mommy to you, pretty girl."

You whimper softly and begin grinding on her lap, the strap rubbing your clothed clit.

—"What do you say?"

she says as she lifts your face up, a finger on your chin.

—"Please touch me, mommy; I need you."

She let out a dry chuckle, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear

—“Good girl. Now, let me make you feel good.”

You pleaded as you looked at her desperately.

She began thrusting her strap inside you ever so gently, taking her time with it; she knew how to push your buttons and get you desperate anyways.

—“Gosh, you take it so well don’t you, Y/N?”

Your mouth fell agape and the feeling, the cock was big and girthy, the slow thrusts hit deep, and Jihyo loved how well you took it; the sight of your soaking wet pussy practically swallowing her girth completely could make Jihyo cum.

Though these slow teases began taking a toll on you, you needed it faster, you needed her to absolutely ruin your wet cunt.

—"More, mommy, please.."

You buck your hips, grinding against her length, a needy pout evident on your lips as small beads of sweat dripped down your forehead.

You looked up at Jihyo with needy eyes, and the sight snapped something in her.

She grunted loud once your eyes lock and she began to speed up her movements, biting down on her own lip hard as she fucked you relentlessly.

The atmosphere is thick, the windows are fogged up, and all you can hear is skin slapping and loud moans. Your dress is bunched up to your stomach, and the straps of your dress are falling off. Jihyo kisses your collarbone, biting and marking your entire chest. She was pounding into you relentlessly, your breasts bouncing at every thrust; it felt euphoric, and you couldn't get enough.

She harshly slapped your ass before gripping and kneading it with her hand. Your voice rose an octave, and you started screaming and begging for more; she was in so deep and the strap was so big, you felt so full. Jihyo knew you were close, but you both know she won't let you go if you don't ask permission.

—"Come on, sweet thing, you know what to do."

She said while speeding up her movements and going even more rough.

— "Pl- Mmf..  Please let me cum, Mommy,"

your breath hitched as her movements sped up.

—"Cum for me, bitch."

she groaned as she started thrusting at a primal speed, the car shaking from how hard she was going, you were clawing and gripping her back once you started to cum.

After you finished she helped you come down from your high, pulling out and cleaning —licking—you up.

—"You did so well for me baby"

she says as she kisses your temple

—"Come on, let's go home"

There's a moment of silence until you blurt out

—"I can't believe we almost got arrested"

A/N: AHHH HELLO TUMBLR… This is an extremely old repost from a fic i made last year(?) so it’s not my best, i did add some extra stuff to “improve” it, but i’m sure i could’ve done better, I apologize if the layout is a bit messy, i’m not use to this app so much. I hope you guys enjoy! I’ll be reposting more stuff from now onnn

TOFU OUTTT🫡🫡

[saerins]

( 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐀 ) — 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔

+ suna x f!reader | wc 1.8k | content: fluff, highly suggestive (skinny dipping), college au, best friends to lovers

notes: i …. do not know how this came out it just happened ૮꒰ྀི ´∩∩` ꒱ྀིა i was going somewhere with this but … yeah :’) idk i hope it’s okay >_<

summary: you both are good at living in denial. until now, until neither of you can stay away anymore.

“god, i missed hanging out with you.”

it makes your heart skip a beat; suna’s sudden confession. you look to your right, suna in the passenger seat of his own car with you behind the wheel. his head is thrown back against the seat, his green eyes lost behind his bangs.

you swallow the lump in your throat. “what kind of friend would i be if i left you all to your miserable, lonesome self, huh?”

suna sits up, looking at you, that godforsaken smirk plastered on his face. “as much of a horrible best friend you were back when i was still with haruka.”

he laughs when you flip him off. “please, your girlfriend’s insecurity comes first, okay, rintarou?”

“ex-girlfriend now,” he points out, “and there was nothing to be jealous about, we were just friends, babe.” he’s still laughing, obviously amused by your incredulousness after so long of not being in contact with you, and too used to you that he doesn’t flinch at calling you things like babe.

you extend your index finger, pointing it at him as a warning, “rin, i’m not joking.” because yeah, there was nothing going on, but you and rin were… close. and you’d probably get why some girls wouldn’t be okay with that. some of his girlfriends were fine with it, some of them even made friends with you, but of course some were not. like haruka.

that’s also why you and suna haven’t spoken in well over a year. it’s nothing you can’t handle… really.

but then you feel suna prying your outstretched palm open, your index finger in his hands and his lips pressing softly against your lifeline, a glint of mischief in his green eyes and that favourite smile of his filling your vision and you suddenly remember why you had to pry yourself away in the first place.

“stop being so smug, rin,” you snap, heated cheeks and suddenly remembering to breathe. hurriedly, you yank your hand away from him and start the engine while suna’s still there beside you, staring at you, amused.

“whatever you say, princess.”

it’s been over a month since the breakup with haruka and strangely, suna feels fine. there wasn’t any animosity between them either. it was just two people figuring out that this wasn’t working. they had that spark at first, yeah, but everything after that was just… something. a whole lot of something that suna just wasn’t interested in anymore. neither was she.

funny how he didn’t think he’d want anyone else for a while—until he saw you again on campus. being apart from you took some time getting used to, as it always did, but it wasn’t hard when there was always someone for him to fool around with.

and funny how the moment he started talking to you again that he started thinking maybe he wants it, all of what he had with all those ex-girlfriends, with you. and sue him for thinking that maybe you wanted it too.

“you’re such a slow ass driver, oh my god,” suna groans, earning your glare. now this; this feels like the kind of life he wants. chilling, enjoying night drives, you next to him. just you.

“you take the wheel then,” you huff, indignant.

fuck, you’re so cute.

suna crosses his arms, “nah i’m a little sleepy.”

you roll your eyes, hands on the gearshift, increasing the speed a little after his complaint. he still remembers how you pout when you’re disgruntled, how you idly puff your cheeks out when you’re concentrating, how you bite your lip when you’re nervous.

maybe his repressed feelings are catching up to him. maybe they’re telling him to just fucking get it over and done with because he’s done pretending.

you’re driving him to your parents’ holiday beach house after all, because your parents are rich like that and have absolutely no notion of saving simply because they never had the need to. you’re able to enjoy the spoils of it all.

plus, your car’s probably a thousand times better than his semi-beat up gt-r but here you are, insisting on driving his car instead of yours.

suna steals a sideways glance at you, the yellow from the street lamps bouncing off your face in all the right ways. god, you’re fucking pretty.

maybe he’ll make a move after all.

“can’t remember the last time i was here,” suna sighs as he gets out of the car. his heart is beating out of his chest; you don’t need to know that. he acts normal, like he isn’t anticipating anything with you, like he still thinks you’re just his friend, as though either of you can continue pretending like this.

because sure, when would a guy and a girl go to a beach house together completely platonic? suna thinks if there were people like that they’d be insane. especially if it’s with you because—he steals a glance at you again, dragging your weekend bag along with you as you fumble with the keys to open the door—look how goddamn beautiful you are.

and he thinks even more so one hour later, when you come out of the house in your swimsuit, looking hot as hell that suna’s glad he’s already in the water because you don’t need to see him reacting to that.

“what, you pussying out on me, rin?” you tease later, when he had half jokingly dared you to turn this into a skinny dip.

suna narrows his eyes at you, and for a moment it’s like you realise that he doesn’t look like his usual, smug self. like you can tell his expression’s growing soft. “i’ll do it if you do.”

some part of him is wishing you’ll say no, and not because he doesn’t want to see all of you (because he’d be lying if he said he didn’t think about you when he’s alone sometimes)—but because he doesn’t know if he’ll be able to hold back if he does.

maybe you’re oblivious to that, though, because you swim closer, throwing your arms around his shoulders and grinning. “my bottom’s off,” you tell him, and he can’t get it out of his head how you sound absolutely sinful.

with the sea so dark, he’s cursing it for not letting him see you.

“your top’s still on,” he tells you, eyeing the straps, eyes glazed with full-blown lust. so are yours, as he realises the moment he flicks his greens to you.

you’re not grinning anymore when you speak, “untie it for me.” you look a little timid, like you’re a little too aware of how his index finger is trailing a path down your spine—and yes, your bottoms are definitely off, probably lost in the bottom of the ocean somewhere.

suna doesn’t say a word, only relishes the way your breath hits his lips, enough of a compensation for a kiss for now, while his other free hand undoes the strap on your right, and then left, until your top goes limp and is probably joining your bottom soon.

it’s taking everything in him not to just carry you up so he can look at you. you smirk when you catch him thinking; like you know exactly what’s going on in his head.

because you do, he’s your best friend after all.

“let’s get back to the house, i’m freezing,” you grin, knowing that he’s groaning on the inside.

“fucking tease,” he’s grinning now too, watching as you float back towards the shore, pulling him along.

when you get out of the ocean, he stays still as you pick your towel up off the lounge chair, swallowing the lump in his throat as he admires you, bare body and so so perfect. he doesn’t mind dying tonight after this.

“quit staring, perv,” you giggle as you toss him his towel.

suna’s not crazy for thinking you’re into him too right? with the way you look at him with those eyes, with the way your fingers linger above his for a little too long.

“what’s wrong with staring?” he asks, challenging you, inching closer, feeling the smugness wear off when you realise you’re chest to chest, the kind of proximity you didn’t allow for earlier.

you’re stubborn, you insist on playing along, refusing to back down. “quit it, or i’ll think you like me, rin.”

it’s borderline amusing how you’re almost breathless by the time his forehead presses against yours, his fingers brushing your sides through your towel. your breath hitches in your throat and he likes that, likes you, so maybe he should keep staring.

“what’s wrong with that?”

he’s treading that line you’re always so afraid to cross, but fuck he just wants to pull you with him, take you back to your house and fucking love you like that’s all he knows.

but he’s patient, he’ll wait—because he wants you to make the move. to close that gap, to inch even closer than he has.

you’re nervous, but your hands come up to his cheeks and you give him that relief he seeks; your lips taste even better than he thought they would, and you sound like paradise. the way you gentle tug on his bottom lip before you eventually pull away has him going crazy, though maybe to be fair, he’s been going crazy for a while now, thinking of you in every crevice of his room whenever he’s alone.

“finally,” he exhales, taking some pride in the way you seem to have weak knees now, leaning on him. “maybe some of my exes had a point.”

you laugh, playfully pushing his chest away, “oh our first kiss and you’re going to talk about exes? i could tell you all about the time i dated kiyo—”

suna shuts you up forcefully with a kiss, both pairs of your legs clumsily hitting sand and rocks and the cobblestone path as the urgency to get back to the house hits.

“don’t wanna hear you say another guy’s name,” suna tells you in between kisses, smirking against your lips when he hears you whining as he pulls away. “just my name okay, baby?”

it’s hard not to fall for him when he’s like this; when even before everything he calls you pet names and introduces you to his family, when he always puts an arm around you and holds you close, when everytime he breaks up with someone and you inevitably draw close again that it feels like nothing’s changed.

“yeah, only you, rin.”

that smile will be the death of you, and his whisper of good girl against your ear is the ultimatum.

maybe you’ve always had a thing for your best friend.

now you finally get him.

[shih-coulda-had-it]

snippet from the starter pokemon ofa au, ft. duo holders & their dragon-turned-fat hedgehog mole thing (Cyndaquil!). wc: ~550

a/n: Cyndaquil Community Day 2024, I will never forget you being timed for a literal 108 F heat wave. THREE SHINY CYNDAQUIL, AND NOT A ONE OF THEM 3-STARRED.

//

The first thing Kudou realized was that Yoichi’s big fucking dragon was gone. The second thing Kudou realized was the tiny, stubby-limbed thing squirmed between him and Yoichi, whose snores were being unusually muffled. And the last thing Kudou realized before he would bolt upright was the spattering of open flames that flickered on and off in quick succession.

“Fuck--! Yoichi--!” he yelled, and instinctively shoved Yoichi away. His alarm woke up the creature, who let out a tiny screech and wobbled up on all fours, whose back ignited into a steady flame this time.

“Charizard!” Yoichi gasped, and then froze. One of his long-fingered hands clutched for his belly. Quick calculations went on behind those green eyes, and he nearly was too late to prevent Kudou from yanking his gauntlet on and training its sights onto the creature. “No, wait! Kudou, wait!”

They wrestled for the gauntlet’s straps.

“Get your meta ability to eat it!”

“That is my meta ability!” Yoichi exclaimed, and Kudou was so stunned, he accidentally let Yoichi clip his jaw with a pointy elbow. “Oh, no, I’m so sorry--”

“It changed forms again?”

“Well, I…” Yoichi hesitated. He was sprawled over Kudou, limbs comically attempting to wrap him up, and from this angle, Kudou could hardly read the man’s expression. They heaved for breath; Kudou thought his head was ringing, just a little. “Um… Leader… do you feel alright?”

“No?” Incredulity colored his response. “There’s some kind of rat in our bed, and it’s on fire, like your… meta ability…”

“My brother’s meta ability--”

“No. No. Don’t tell me.”

The creature stumbled in the sheets, attempting to approach. Its squat stature did not permit it to overcome one particular crease, and it tripped with a piteous little wail. Seeing it sprawled out on its belly, frustratedly squeaking, stirred some measure of sympathy in Kudou’s heart.

“It’s so cute,” Yoichi cooed, apparently enthralled.

“Why is your meta ability now mine, that’s the bigger issue!” Kudou cringed away from Yoichi as his now-lover scooped up the creature with zero fear, and plopped it on Kudou’s chest. It felt like a fuzzy hot water bottle. It squeaked again.

“What’s its name?”

“How’d you know Charizard’s? Bruce and I could guess how you got Charmeleon out of the lizard’s sounds, but Charizard’s were way more incoherent.”

“Mm,” Yoichi hummed, and carefully rubbed the creature’s fine-haired scalp with a finger. “I suppose it came from the bond. Do you feel it? Between you and… whatever One for All is now?”

Kudou frowned. He closed his eyes, and tried to isolate his immediate feelings of shock and worry from… aha. It had been so difficult to explain to Yoichi what meta abilities, naturally-appearing ones at least, felt like to their users’ innate senses. Gearshift was something like a gust of air, exhaled with deliberate attention, paired with a twinge in Kudou’s temple as he focused on a specific object.

One for All, apparently, felt like a crackling warmth in his core, and instantly, Kudou knew that he could replicate that otherworldly red bolt that Yoichi used to recall his meta ability to a different dimension. And then, he knew the creature’s name.

“Cyndaquil,” Kudou said aloud, and the fat little thing squeaked in acknowledgment. It nestled firmly by his collarbone. Never before had Kudou felt so gratified that Yoichi’s monster--Yoichi’s evidently transferable meta ability--wasn’t subject to mortal indignities.

“So cute,” Yoichi said again.

[tobster-inabathtub]

Guys

Guys don’t get mad but

I made more @gear-shift fanart

I couldn’t help it!!

I promise I’ll talk about something else soon!!!!

[gear-shift]

Author, if undertale yellow was hit with the gear shift treatment, who would be swapped with who?

I`m glad you asked!

Clover: No role change, but new name (Rowen)

Martlet <--> Dalv

Starlo <--> Ceroba

Kanako <--> Feisty Four

Chujin <--> Mo

Axis <--> Decibat (Decibot)

Guarderner <--> Vendy

[softwetmoss]

Saw your post asking for trc fic recs, so thought I’d send some of my favourites <3

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23148997/chapters/55401454

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32632513/chapters/80949496

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30747281

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21093788

Thank you so much! the tbr list is already looking delicious

the collected - by philosophersandfools - angsty slow burn - 95k complete

'The worst part about all of this, Ronan thought bitterly, was that being kidnapped proved Declan had been right about something.' A purveyor of magical objects adds a dreamer and a psychic to his collection of curiosities. OR The AU in which Adam and Ronan only meet for the first time after they’ve both been kidnapped by Greenmantle.

Magnetic - by MonsieurBlueSky - angsty slow burn - 231k complete

Ronan hesitated, and cursed the second he did because he knew that meant Kavinsky had won. He turned back to the car, falling into the passenger's seat. "Take me home." Kavinsky threw his head back and laughed. "You sorry sack of shit," K said. He put his hand on Ronan's cheek, soft and steady. Then he kissed him hard. "I am your home." [Or; an AU in which Ronan never befriended Gansey and after the death of Niall Lynch, Gansey isn't there to pull Ronan back from the edge. Kavinsky is there instead, ready to push him over.]

Somebody's Gotta Catch Him Out - by KellieAltogether - murder fic - 7k oneshot

Even after Aglionby is over and they've gone their separate ways, Gansey, Ronan, Adam, and Noah still meet up every Tuesday night at Nino's. When Noah doesn't show up one week, all fingers point to foul play by Barrington Whelk. With no evidence for authorities other than Noah's habitual ghosting on plans, Ronan and Adam take it upon themselves to investigate and get justice for their friend.

in which gansey is the loneliest most connection-starves boy in the world, and ronan is full of light and love and warmth - by elliptical - angsty character study - 10k oneshot

“I am going to strangle you. Jesus Christ.” “Come on.” Ronan leans across the gearshift, now, knocks his elbow against Gansey’s arm. “Don’t you ever just want to love being alive, man?” “You,” Gansey says, slightly calmer, but still with the air of a witness damning a defendant, “are a terrible influence.” “God,” Ronan says happily, “I hope so.” - Or, a fic about how Ronan saved Gansey long before Gansey ever needed to save him.

[gear-shift]

They say one pictures speak a thousand words...

They are correct.

yea i made fanart for an au ( @gear-shift ) i discovered not even a week ago. yea thats me;; heh.

[filipinoizukuu]

what comes next though? (MHA ch. 413)

// major spoilers for mha ch. 413 since its leaks, so please stop reading if you arent quite caught up. i havent written one of these in a LONGGG while lmao.

ANYWAY, with all that being said.... this week's leaks huh?

We saw it coming a long time ago, we speculated it to hell and back, we made aus and fics, and now it's finally here. The conclusion we've reached and the one that's been hinted at since the release of Heroes Rising in 2019:

bnha is going to end with deku giving up one for all and becoming quirkless.

(LOTS of words under the cut -- youve been warned.)

For those who are a little lost; the basic premise of the ending we are hurtling towards is that Kudou (the 2nd user of ofa) has a plan to take down Shigaraki. With AfO dead and gone + Shigaraki becoming so powerful he is essentially invincible -- theres no other choice for the heroes other than destroying him inside out; the plan being the equivalent of charging a battery so much it explodes.

the way they're going to go about this is by essentially, feeding Shigaraki bits of One for All until he's given all of it -- then allowing the vestiges of the previous wielders to create a massive revolt similar to what SnS did until they can successfully tear him apart from inside the "quirk realm" and shut him out. Kudou volunteers to go next since danger sense has already been taken, and if Shigaraki uses gearshift again after Deku already used it twice, Tomura's body will likely shutdown and receive twice the backlash Deku does when he uses kudou's quirk.

(sidenote: funny as fuck that deku only understood once kudou equated the strategy to bkg throwing papers at him. bro stupid af.)

its a sensible(ish) idea. one that seems plausible given the context of the last hundred or so chapters with heroes like Hawks and SnS having their quirks revolt against both AfO and Shigaraki in a way that makes it clear that its not uniquely OfA that animates the souls of peoples quirks. Its inherent. Quote, Nana Shimura, "romantic" even.

(let it be known though that i think hori absolutely did not plan on delving into this plot point as much as he is now. ill explain in a bit, but heroes rising was 100% a major factor of why he moved in this direction.)

That being said, the conclusion of the plan (and subsequently, the major plot of bnha) is as follows: Deku gives up One for All to Shigaraki. One for All unites with All for One within Shigaraki and destroys it in one final clash between Yoichi and his brother. The break in the barrier of Shigaraki's hatred will part, letting him find the consciousness of Shimura Tenko behind it after years.

Shigaraki dies, taking OfA and AfO down with him,

and then Deku is quirkless once more.

Sad conclusion aside for now, I firmly believe that no matter what way you look at it; Deku was always meant to end the story without a quirk. Given some of the original drafts of bnha where Deku was never supposed to be given a quirk in the first place, this is clearly unsurprising. What's more is my favorite piece of information relative to katsuki and deku's character development:

the fact that heroes rising was (one of the) ideas for the original ending of bnha.

a refresher for some of you: heroes rising is about class 1a going to the isolated village of nabu island and defending it against an upcoming big bad villain named "nine" with a quirk that is essentially a scaled down version of all for one. katsuki and deku eventually resolve the conflict together via brute force by deku giving katsuki ofa, them rushing in while the quirk is transferring and both of them have it, and then ultimately defeating nine at the end. the movie then of course circles back on deku losing one for all, undoing that consequence by saying the transfer never completed bc ofa chose him over katsuki and they all move on to the endeavor agency arc with katsuki remembering absolutely nothing of the final battle.

many fans often misunderstand one of horikoshi's quotes about the movie in that it was, without a doubt, the original ending of bnha. for the sake of accuracy, that is not what horikoshi really said; what he ACTUALLY said was something closer and to the tune of of how it was "one OF the endings" he planned on using for bnha, but his original idea for how the story ends "has not changed one bit."

obviously disregarding the cop out where ofa sticks back to izuku in order for the series to continue as normal; this can only confirm that bnha was going to end with midoriya izuku quirkless whether katsuki was involved or not.

so what's different this time?

its hard to figure out how far horikoshi had planned the ending of bnha with heroes rising's prototype conclusion in mind. if heroes rising never pulled through and horikoshi had planned on bnha ending with the shared ofa transfer and katsuki continuing deku's legacy -- then that means katsuki wouldve died an early death because of all might's confirmation that only quirkless people can hold on to one for all without dying young, meaning he either intended on katsuki dying soon after the story ends or only planned that plot point after heroes rising was released.

the plot as well of heroes rising's conclusion cannot have been thought of all that early on because of ANOTHER tidbit of information that changes perspective of the entire series: in that,

bakugou katsuki was never supposed to be a major character to begin with. (keep an eye on this link; i reference this interview a LOT)

he was not supposed to have an arc. he was not supposed to become a major focal point of the series. he was not meant to be the hero he is in the story today. bakugou katsuki was not written with the intention of being a major narrative this late into the story -- instead originally only existing as a character that deku would surpass within the first few arcs.

but then katsuki cried, and deku apologized, and then opened his big fat mouth, and then told him a secret he didnt even tell his own mother -- and suddenly bakugou katsuki was not just another footnote in deku's story, but a legitimate character that grew and created one of the most loved (and hated) character turnarounds in shonen history. he started of as a literal EXTRA before snowballing into the very same character horikoshi decided would defeat all for one, the original scariest antagonist of the entire series. someone not even ALL MIGHT could defeat.

but circling back, yeah. heroes rising was definitely not the ending horikoshi thought of first, nor was it the ending he thought of last. ultimately, it was simply another route he couldve taken into wrapping up deku's fate into what it was (probably) always meant to be:

deku was gonna lose one for all no matter what.

it's kind of fitting, honestly -- for this to be the ultimate conclusion to the series. it makes the most sense, since what sent deku down this path so many years ago was his mother apologizing to deku for being quirkless; as if being quirkless meant he was born inferior to those who had quirks. people, after all according to deku's famous beginning monologue, are not born equal.

Even still, i thought to note: deku never stopped wanting to be a hero. we all know this, obviously. this was his driving force -- but then when you REALLY think about the implications, you have to ask. what the heck was deku even planning to do?!

he had ideas. he had hope. he wrote notebooks for the future and thought of his costume for being a hero -- but not once do i remember him writing about his hero experience as if he was suddenly going to develop a quirk. he was planning on saving people quirkless -- an extremely interesting motivation especially when he couldve so easily chosen to walk the path of being a doctor or engineer instead if he wanted to save people so badly. its a story about conviction, about doing the things you wanna do in the way you wanna do it no matter what ANYONE else says and hey wait a minute that sounds familiar

it doesnt quite read that way at first, especially because of how izuku almost listened to all might about "being realistic" when the first met and nearly gave up on becoming a hero entirely, but izuku is a lot similar to katsuki in the sense that no matter what gets in his way -- he is determined to achieve his dreams in the way HE CHOOSES, and not the way that is more "convenient".

even when you look at just his name, "deku" in the way that uraraka had interpreted it (dekiru -- "you can do it!") and the way deku reexplains it to katsuki in deku vs kacchan 1 ("the deku that doesn't give up!") you can so easily tell that deku from the very beginning has only ever needed the slightest push to pursue being a hero, quirk-or-not-be-damned. hell, we even see a glimpse of this possibility in the sports festival race when deku absolutely DECIMATES not just bakugou but also TODOROKI (as well as every single other damn student participating in the festival) with nothing but robot scraps and his balls of steel. it just so happens that until the promise of one for all, no such encouragement or push was ever given to deku in his pursuit of heroicism, most especially in comparison to katsuki who had been receiving praise and validation for his goals his whole life.

i'd argue that deku's conviction is even stronger than katsuki in a way no other person seems to recognize (except maybe katsuki himself). katsuki had received only positive feedback and zero competition for his goals growing up while deku received nothing but discouragement. both of them kept the conviction of being a hero for TEN YEARS; neither wavering til the day of the sludge incident.

that aside; what comes next?

we know the story after that. deku gets his quirk, he goes to school, he fights, he drops out, he fights some more, and now he's standing before shigaraki tomura with every quirk of one for all unlocked and over twice the power that all might had in his prime -- fully knowing he's about to lose EVERYTHING in order to defeat shigaraki.

this is deku we're talking about. he doesn't care. he knows the implications and what that will mean for his dream -- but his goal right now is in front of him. his goal is shigaraki, consumed by hatred, threatening to take down the world izuku loves most into a pit of misery and decay because society failed people like them. does he care? probably. will he refuse to give up his power if it means not saving the world and fulfilling one for all's purpose? absolutely not.

deku has made all might's quirk his own, but one for all does not belong to him. it belongs to yoichi. and kudou. and bruce and nana and all of the other users who built that quirk for generations in hopes that one day, someday, someone would be able to yield it all and bring down the monstrosity that created it in the first place. deku will not hesitate, but also deku knows what he will lose.

i have... a few things i dislike about this.

Admittedly, i do think that this is a better resolution than the simple brute strength approach of Heroes Rising. For one, while i do love heroes rising with my entire heart and soul, i firmly believe it would not have been a satisfying conclusion to the core lessons and teachings bnha tries to impart throughout the story. simply outnumbering and outpowering afo/shigaraki would not be enough to close yoichi's story and one for all -- much less the story of shigaraki himself as tenko, the boy consumed by hatred.

Still, this new ending that horikoshi has laid out leaves me with more questions; as well as large expectations for how izuku's character will close out. its complicated, because deku's evolution and development is subtle and intricate in a way i havent seen from other shonen protagonists and i worry about doing it justice.

but most of my problems have to do with bakugou katsuki.

(aint that the truth)

i know i mentioned that bakugou was never intended to be a major character, but i want it to be known that that was only in the beginning. season 1, maybe even season 2 -- but horikoshi had said it best himself in that bakugou katsuki, against his permission, had gained a life of his own and inserted himself into the very grain of mha's story. you cannot deny this.

he is the series deuteroganist inarguably. one of the most beloved characters and one of the most attentively-written development arcs in the whole series. katsuki in and of himself embodies major themes in bnha that make it so that ditching his development and impact last minute after defeating all for one would reflect poorly upon the conclusion of the story itself. he and deku are intertwined in arcs -- even if they do have separate paths at the end of the day. katsuki is the one izuku told about the quirk. the one who followed izuku during the paranormal liberation arc. the one who understands one for all and is determined to learn about it more than anyone else barring all might and deku himself. the one who is closer to izuku than anyone else.

it can't be over for their arc, no matter what way you see it. friends? rivals? hero partners? what comes next, when the smoke clears? what comes next when izuku gives shigaraki hell, like katsuki told him to?

katsuki's atoned. we accept that, have known it since chapter 285 and have continued to know it until the iconic apology in the rain. that's not where katsuki stops however, because we know that its not all about begging for izuku's forgiveness nor atoning for himself. its about catching up to izuku -- the last words he uttered before shigaraki crushed his heard say it all.

"can i still catch up to you, izuku?"

since the moment katsuki died, we've been given a metric ton of material to read through what he and izuku have become in the story. firstly, the point of katsuki being the person closest to izuku. what does this mean? what does that say about katsuki? is he supposedly the person izuku loves the most? the person izuku believes in the most? i'd argue these two criterion would easily fit his mother or all might a lot better -- not his childhood friend turned bully turned rival turned barely-friend. katsuki sure as hell didn't believe he was the person closest to izuku before shigaraki brought it up as evidenced by the fact that he let IIDA bring deku back to UA -- and neither does izuku as far as i bet. what was shigaraki's intention?

katsuki heard that statement. he hasnt said anything, but he definitely heard it. its an open end that is left entirely unanswered PRECISELY because katsuki fought afo on his own and izuku is about to tackle shigaraki without katsuki by his side. if it was heroes rising's ending wherein they would both fight shigaraki and take him down together -- then that statement would easily be answered by how their strength and bond is the one thing that gave them an upper hand in the final battle. other than that... i'm not entirely sure how they're going to have katsuki and izuku acknowledge katsuki's brief "death" and Tomura's reasons thereof.

But fine, lets ignore that for the time being and move on to what happened when Katsuki came back.

katsuki answered izuku's cry for help. he came back to life in the last moment to save all might when izuku was too busy fighting tooth and nail to win. they are the penultimate example of two sides of a hero; the win and save. not one without the other. every single parallel thus far between izuku and katsuki have always been to draw attention over and over to each of their stubborn convictions to win and save under all might's tutelage.

katsuki has chosen to prioritize winning and fighting over saving and rescuing over. and over. and over. and over again. at every single opportunity from the very beginning of the series. in usj, in sports festival, in the final exam, every choice he's made up until --

chapter 285 - bakugou katsuki: rising.

he chooses to save izuku in this instant. as he says, his body moved on its own -- or in other words, he felt like how izuku has always did since the sludge villain incident. this is bakugou katsuki catching up to midoriya izuku. its katsuki realizing that he needs to save so deku can win, and actually being okay with that for once. it's a major turning point in his character that clearly tells even horikoshi that there's absolutely no way katsuki can go back to being a side character within the plot of bnha after a development like this.

and then, after this instance, we notice it happen again and again. katsuki choosing to save to win instead of winning to save. katsuki protecting best jeanist against the nomu. katsuki coming to chase after izuku when he runs away from UA. katsuki (in a way) saving aoyama when its revealed he's the traitor. hell, katsuki saving ALL MIGHT as soon as izuku -- the savior -- begs someone to save his idol when he can't because he's too focused on trying to win.

so what changed?

what changed since the moment of chapter 285 was katsuki accepting his fears and anxieties. katsuki letting go of his aversity to working with deku. the reason katsuki started accepting the path of saving to win was because he TRUSTED deku to win where he couldnt.

this is katsuki accepting that him and izuku already surpassed all might together.

but katsuki said it himself. it's not over. he accepts that him and izuku are finally on equal footing -- hell, he admits he's the one who needs to play catch up. it's not about katsuki conceding to weakness, but katsuki being able to trust in izuku to finish the job. the point is that they both will break and break until they win the way they choose to, and the other will be there to win while they save and save while they win. moreso, katsuki still wants to be number 1. he still wants to catch up and surpass deku. he wants to fight by deku's side. but ... as we've established:

deku will be quirkless soon.

my problem (or, i guess, curiosity?) with the path horikoshi seems to be going down for the end of this story is what happens to this end? what happens to the wonder duo? i believe in a quirkless deku plot as much as the next person -- but any reader would find it easy to see that once deku loses one for all, he will not be nearly as efficient nor quick nor capable of a hero as he once was. especially not against a developed katsuki with mastery over cluster explosions.

he will lose one for all and he won't ever be the pro-hero he was going to be before the final war arc. katsuki will get number 1 surely, but will he be happy about this resolution? i don't think so. All Might himself had said it when Katsuki spoke to him about his relationship to Izuku; that the twin stars reminded All Might very much of his own rivalry with Endeavor and the bitter feelings it created.

endeavor expressed regret and a bitter end to their rivalry; the acknowledgement of the bitter truth that the only reason he was the number one hero is because all might lost his own quirk. he knew he didn't deserve the mantle all might had held for a long time before him. he knew that he was still only just playing catch up with the wisdom and understanding of heroicism that all might had in his heart from the beginning. endeavor will likely retire from being a pro-hero unsatisfied with this truth and his own victory at becoming the no.1 at the very end -- never feeling like he truly surpassed all might of his own accord. both enji and toshinori -- victims of their destiny.

is this the fate that will befall katsuki once izuku is quirkless for good?

There are many questions I have in wake of the recent chapter. The end of the series is here, and that's a whole can of worms i haven't touched in and of itself. We all saw this coming; some of us know that this was always going to be Izuku's fate since the beginning of the series. But now that it's more than just izuku's character involved in his dreams of being a hero -- i dont know how this series is going to conclude and if it will be satisfying to any means. there's a lot of questions i still have; bakugous arc feeling incomplete ever since he came back to life, the conclusion of all might and one for all's dreams now that they will disappear altogether. where does deku go after this? where does bakugou go? where do any of them?

i guess i gotta wait and see lol

[thelittleangel]

Bar Scene

tags: negan x male reader, no apocalypse au, soft romance, a little bit of a slow burn.

warnings: one of the characters are drunk in this one, a tiny bit of angst.

thanks: special thanks to @waywardseraph for helping me with this one!

Alternate ending

It was a standing thing we did.  If a date one of us went on was unsuccessful, we would drive to a bar and get dinner together.  We’ve been friends since we were in high school, him being a grade above me.  This friendship has carried on into our adult lives.

He was there when I came out and I was there when Lucille passed.  

We made it to the bar, parking the car.  Walking inside, I hung up my coat.  “Alright,” he says to me “you know the rules.  The one rejected gets to drink and the one who wasn’t is the designated driver.”

I nod.  “Yes.  I do know.  Because you mention this every time we come here.”

He gives me a look™ and we walk to the bar.  Several drinks later, he’s giggling over the bar top, and I'm trying (and failing) to contain my laughter.  

“Okay, man.  You’ve had enough.”

“One more for the road?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Please?”

“No.  I'm not watching you pass out on the floor again.”

“Please?” 

Getting an idea, I relent.  “Yeah, one more.  But I'm picking.”

“Fffffffffffffine.” 

I walk up to the bar, leaning over so he can’t hear me whisper.  “One water.  Can you please put it in a glass, so he doesn't know?”

He smiles and fixes the drink.  “Light drinker?”

“No, he just drinks in excess.”

“Ah.  How long have you been married?”

I choke on my own spit.

“We’re not- I’m not his-”

He comes up behind me and slings his arm around my shoulders.  “Oh, it feels like forever.”  He has that smile on his face.  That one smile.

I hand him his drink.  He shoots the water back like its whiskey, letting out a satisfied sigh.

“What was that?”  

“Gin and tonic.”  I smile, letting the smooth lie fall from my lips.

He sets the glass down and I pay our tab.  I grab our coats and walk him to the car.  He’s giggling and stumbling toward the car grabbing onto my coat.  I gently open the door for him and help him sit down.  

I go to the driver's side and put the car in reverse.  Swiveling my head around, I make sure I'm not about to hit any cars behind me.  Turning my head, I made eye contact with him.  He’s still got that smile on his face.

“What are you looking at me like that for?”

He doesn’t turn his head away.  “Nothing.” 

I turn back to the road.  I pull out of the parking lot and drive back to his house.  On the drive home, he didn't take his eyes off of me.

I pulled into his driveway, putting the car into park.  He’s still looking over at me.  He gently takes my hand off the gearshift and raises it to his lips.  My heart starts beating rapidly, my breathing heavily.  “What are you doing here, Negan?”

He just smiles and presses a gentle kiss to my knuckles.  

My ears go pink, and my lips start to shake.

He hasn’t taken his eyes off of me.  He gently puts down my hand.  

“What did you do that for?”

He leans back into his seat, a dopey grin on his face.  “I get tired of going on these dates, you know?”  

I nod.  “I know what you mean.  Why did you kiss my hand like that?”

“I’m tired of going on these dates, man.  None of these girls are gonna be Lucille.  I keep searching for pieces of her in these girls and always end up finding nothing.”

I look away.  I missed her too.  She was my best friend and not a day goes by that I don't think of her.

“But the other day it occurred to me.  Maybe I need to stop looking for Lucille.”

I feel my eyes start stinging.  I felt like I was about to cry.

“She was one in a million.  She meant a lot to everybody around her.  Me.  You, especially.  And I miss her so much.”

“I don't think I'm ever gonna find another one like her.  But I think that’s gonna be ok.”

I look over at him.  There were tears in my eyes, but I wasn't crying yet.  “Why?” 

He looks at me, and the look in his eyes is so sweet and it makes my heart clench.  

“Because I found you.”

I shake my head.  “Negan, you’re drunk.  You don’t know what you're saying.”  

“I do.  I really do.”

“You wouldn’t be saying this if you were sober.”

“You're not understanding.”

“I think I understand enough.”  I open my door and walk over to his side of the car.  I open his door, offering a hand to let him out.  He looks up at me with an unreadable expression.  “You don’t understand shit.”  

“I understand that you're drunk.  And you're not thinking clearly.”

I pull him up and walk him inside.  I take off his jacket and hang it up.  I sit him down and take off his shoes and socks.

I walk him up the stairs to his bedroom.  I lay him down on his bed.

I go to the bathroom and get painkillers and a glass of water.

I brought them back to his room, placing them on his nightstand.  I look over at him, and he seems to be fast asleep.  I turn to leave, but his hand reaches out to grab mine.  

His dark eyes meet mine, and I hear him whisper, “Stay.”

I look down at him.  “I really shouldn’t.”

“Stay.”

I look at him and he looks back at me.  I walk around to the other side of the bed and take off my shoes.  I lay down beside him.  He closed his eyes and wrapped an arm around me.

He pressed a gentle kiss to my temple and fell asleep.

I close my eyes and fall into a deep sleep.