#kiribaku did it fine

[eggsdrawings]

we’ve got a ways to go (krbk, chapters 5/5, 53.3k)

Kirishima’s best friend turns into somewhat of a stranger to him, and he resigns himself to accept this. But Bakugou’s always been full of surprises, especially now when he’s banging on Kirishima’s front door begging for one more chance.

Or, the progression of Kirishima and Bakugou falling in love, falling apart, and falling back together.

[tytarax]

I saw your requests can I request if it’s okay a Kiribaku and or Denkishinso comfort for getting hurt on the job or getting tired from a long day art work?

I literally did both in both scenarios XD. Enjoyed writing it anyway.

I hope you like it as much as I did.

Pure fluff <3

The sun was setting over the city, casting a warm glow over the bustling streets below. The day had been long, filled with challenges and dangers, but you had finally made it back home. The apartment was quiet as you entered, the only sound being the soft hum of the refrigerator and the distant sounds of the city outside.

You dropped your bag by the door and sighed, feeling the weight of the day settling on your shoulders. Your body ached, every muscle protesting against the strain of the mission. You were tired, bone tired, and all you wanted was to sink into the comfort of your bed and forget about the world for a while.

But as you made your way through the apartment, you heard voices coming from the living room. Curiosity piqued, you followed the sound and found Katsuki and Eijiro sitting on the couch, talking quietly. They looked up as you entered, their expressions shifting from concern to relief at the sight of you.

"Hey, you're back," Kirishima said, standing up and approaching you. "Are you okay? You look exhausted."

You managed a weak smile, leaning into his touch as he brushed a hand against your cheek. "I'm fine, just tired. It was a tough mission."

Bakugo stood up as well, his gaze sharp as he assessed your condition. "You're injured," he said, his voice tight with worry.

You glanced down at yourself, noticing for the first time the cuts and bruises marring your skin. They were nothing serious, just the usual wear and tear of hero work, but Bakugo's concern made your heart ache.

"It's nothing, really," you said, trying to reassure him. "Just a few scratches."

Bakugo didn't look convinced, but he nodded, his expression softening slightly. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up," he said, taking your hand and leading you to the bathroom.

Kirishima followed close behind, grabbing the first aid kit from the cabinet as Bakugo helped you sit on the edge of the bathtub. They worked together, gentle yet efficient, cleaning and bandaging your wounds with practiced hands. The whole time, they stayed silent, their presence a comforting anchor in the midst of your exhaustion.

Once they were done, Bakugo stood back, studying their handiwork with a critical eye. "There," he said, his voice gruff. "All patched up."

You thanked them, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over you. They had taken care of you without hesitation, their concern and care a balm to your weary soul.

"Why don't you go rest?" Kirishima suggested, giving your shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "We'll take care of dinner tonight."

You nodded, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over you. "Thank you," you said, standing up slowly. "I don't know what I'd do without you guys."

Bakugo snorted, rolling his eyes. "Don't get all sappy on us," he said, but there was a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

You smiled back, feeling a warmth spreading through your chest. They may not say it often, but their actions spoke louder than words. They were your rock, your support, and you were grateful for them every day.

As you made your way to bed, you knew that no matter how tough the world may be, as long as you had Kats and Ei by your side, you could face anything that came your way.

As you arrived home after a grueling mission, the weight of exhaustion and aches settled heavily upon your shoulders. The day had been long, filled with danger and adrenaline, leaving you battered and bruised. With a weary sigh, you pushed open the door to your shared apartment, the soft click echoing in the quiet space.

Denki Kaminari and Hitoshi Shinso were both lounging on the couch, engrossed in a video game, their laughter filling the room. However, as they caught sight of you, their expressions shifted from amusement to concern in an instant. Denki's eyes widened with worry, while Hitoshi's usual stoic demeanor softened with empathy.

"Hey, are you okay?" Denki asked, jumping up from his seat and rushing over to you. Hitoshi followed suit, his gaze never leaving your tired form.

You managed a weak smile, trying to reassure them despite the pain throbbing through your body. "I'm fine, just a bit banged up," you replied hoarsely.

Without another word, Denki gently guided you to the couch, while Hitoshi disappeared into the kitchen. Moments later, he returned with a first aid kit and a glass of water. Hitoshi knelt in front of you, his hands deftly tending to your injuries with a gentle touch that belied his usual aloof exterior.

Denki hovered nearby, his worry evident in every line of his face. "You should have told us you were hurt," he chided softly.

You shook your head weakly. "I didn't want to worry you guys"

Hitoshi finished bandaging your wounds and handed you the glass of water. "You're part of this team too," he said quietly. "We're here for each other."

Denki nodded in agreement, his eyes filled with unspoken emotions. "Yeah, we've got your back no matter what."

As you leaned back against the cushions, feeling their unwavering support enveloping you like a warm embrace, you couldn't help but be grateful for having Denki and Hitoshi by your side. At that moment, despite the pain and weariness that weighed heavily upon you, there was nowhere else you'd rather be than here with them – your teammates, your friends, your family.

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[class1akids]

do you think in the end bkdk is romantically implied?

I'll answer these together:

I think that the Final Chapter was very carefully curated to ensure that all the significant shipping communities in the fandom get something, but everything can be interpreted in whichever way you want. The scenes are all pretty neutral on purpose (the purpose being is to keep the ship-centric fans hooked as they are the biggest spenders on the franchise especially once the manga/anime ends. They become the heart of future sales).

So there are bones/crumbs for almost every single shipping group that they can dress up and fill with romanticism but all of them are also just things that you can interpret as totally nothing romantic:

Eri & Kota - I feel like they are trying to appeal to the Damian x Anya kind of shippers since their handhold (cute kids - make up your own story of orphans -> childhood friends -> classmates)

Erasermic - popular ship - (perfectly angsty set-up to murder husbands getting a repeat of mourning Shirakumo's death)

Endhawks - Enji's final scene in the franchise is not with family, but with Hawks (Look at Hawks still hanging out with Enji. Rei is there if you don't like this ship.)

Spinnaraki - Spinner wrote his book! Look, wonder what's in it? (-> write your own SoL of the LoV with any ship combination that floats your boat)

Kiribaku (and Bakusquad crumbs, but Deku is also there now -> write your on fic of best bros supporting Katsuki's recovery. Any ship conbination is fine).

Izuocha (-> date? Could be. Or not. You choose).

This scene works for Togachako, Tsuchako, Iidachako, MomoIida and Izuocha shippers equally (as Ochako's mask is somewhere between Iida's and Deku's)

Todobaku confirmed chasing each other in the rankings for a decade is a beloved trope. But Deku talking fondly both about Bakugou and Todoroki can please the Bakudeku and Tododeku shippers or even the tdbkdk enthusiasts. (-> write your own fic of Deku wistfully watching his besties rise in the ranks thinking they are too busy to hang out with him while they are busting their asses off to buy him an ironman suit. Also do you think TDBK shacked up together to save on rent? Why not? And then they were ROOMMATES!!! Do they help out at Midoriya sensei's combat classes while having a crush on the cute teacher? Hell yeah! )

Bakudeku - a generous gift from Bakugou = a generous gift to the biggest shipping community. It fits all Cinderella / Forever and ever / Sugar-daddy fantasies, depending on where your romanticism lies, but it's carefully curated to fit into the platonic Dadmight + Bakugou & Deku canon storyline, it works with Bakugou's atonement / redemption and his angsty question of "what did I do to you?" in the hospital. (Did he do it as a final step to set things right for the bullying or did he do it because he can't live without Deku by his side? As a friend or a lover? Does Deku take his hand? Are they hero partners? Just the two of them or a bigger agency? - this is all up to you!)

But it's also developed by Hatsume and Melissa (if you like straight ships) and in fact a joint contribution by Class A - (So yeah - let your imagination run wild. I did. )

Ghost Tenko!!! - this is not as popular as TogaChako because of the age gap - but look!!! now they are both adults! They could be a ship if you wanted them to be?

Final panel - the big dilemma of where to place Deku?

BKDK? - maybe it would be too much and alienate other ships.

Ochako? - no, can't risk losing the bkdk crowd. (But she can look at him)

I know! TDDK - they are still a pretty popular big ship but also just sweet friends. Very inoffensive. Chill. Both Bkdks and Izuochas can breathe a sigh of relief and TDDKs can get a nice little crumb.

(Hey, why not also make this a Kacchako crumb and MomoJirou crumb and ....look it's Class A - we all love them!!!!)

Anyways, maybe I'm too cynical, but it seems to me that this ending was carefully curated by the marketing team to ensure that there is one resounding message here:

Dear Fans! The manga ended, but the franchise lives on. Whatever your ship is, please keep buying merch!!!!

[giggly-squiggily]

Bakugo and Kirishima!! Up to you for lee and ler– romantic with “Oh? Is someone ticklish?” And if possible, I'm a fein for skin-to-skin spine and tummy tickles.. *hides away* Have a lovely day!

Kiribaku!!! Man it's been a second since I wrote for these two! I've gotcha covered!

“Oh?” Bakugou sounded amused. Too amused. The giggles Kirishima tried so hard to fight down started retaliating at full force. “Is someone ticklish?”

“No?” What a terrible lie! While in the arms of his beloved boyfriend too. He didn’t think this would happen tonight, hence why he went without a shirt to bed. Now he was starting to regret it as Bakugou slowly dragged his fingers up and down the center of his back, tapping along the ridges of his spine. “Your ha-hands are c-cold!”

“My hands?” The blonde paused, suddenly conflicted. “Sorry.”

Kirishima felt bad when the tickles stopped. Something rubbed against his sweatpants, then-

“Gahahhaha!” Kirishima let out a whoop of laughter when Bakugou returned to tracing his spine. “Bahahhaku-broohoohoho!”

“What? I warmed them up, didn’t I? Ugh, you’re so picky!” The blonde was laughing with him, nose scrunched in the way it did when he was truly happy. “If you’re so cold, why not put on a hoodie? You can have mine.”

“I dohohohon’t neehehehd one! Fihihihine, I lihihiihed!”

“Yeah, that was kinda obvious.” Bakugou snickered, switching from light dragging to drawing pictures into the spaces between each vertebrae. Kirishima nearly lost himself at the sensitive touch. “Cute though- how you tried to hide it anyway.”

“Ahehhahahhaha! I’m sohoohohorry for lihihihiieing! Ehahhha- Kahhhatsuki!” He squeaked when Bakugou suddenly turned them over, abandoning his spine as he sank all ten fingers into his belly. “Nohooohoho, nohohohot thehehehere!”

“Yes here! You’re not hardening today- this is a once and a lifetime opportunity!” Bakugou leaned down to kiss him, pressing a noisy smooch to his reddening cheeks as Kirishima laughed and laughed. “You usually go all rock-mode on me before I can ever really get you! What’s new?”

“I lihihihihke yohoohohou toohohohoho muhuuhch!?” Kirishima blurted, making Bakugou go as red as his hair. The tickles remained consistent, but he was clearly pleased. “Kahahhatsuki pleahahahhse!”

“Heh, fine, fine. I guess I can let you go.” Bakugou did as promised, laying down on top of the giggly hero with a content sigh. “Next time though, you’re gonna get it real bad if you try to lie again.”

“Haha, I’ll keep thahat in mind.” Kirishima nodded, closing his eyes and getting comfortable. Oh how he loved his boyfriend.

Send me a sentence starter and I'll write a dabble for you! :D

[ghostlyforxst]

This might be a fun idea

What if one day naga Bakugo and kirishima's little one managed to sneak out only for them to come back with food?

I know how to hunt and fish thanks to my parents, I just think it would be cute. One day our "fathers" just wake up to breakfast. 🤭

Idk

A/N- That would be so adorable, so here you go!

GENDER: Gender Neutral Reader

WARNINGS: Toothe-aching sfw and a Kiribaku scolding

CHARACTERS: Kirishima Eijirou and Katsuki Bakugo

The sun poured into the hollow tree, waking you as it shone into your eyes.

You glance down at the two resting nagas; Kirishima's soft snores and Bakugo's drowsy murmurs were still perceivable, thankfully, since you had managed to detach yourself from the grasp of their twitchy tails. You smiled, short of breath, and ambled towards the entrance of the tree.

At the beginning it was tough, your parents being slaughtered by the two grieving serpents, but the three of you worked through it. You were content with them, you had your awful days when your mind dwelled on what they had done, but you had accepted that you wouldn't be able to slip away from their obsessive clutch.

Your stomach grumbled and churned with hunger, "breakfast for all of us wouldn't hurt!"

Since they've done plenty for you, why couldn't you?

You stepped out of the tree and into the morning air, fetching your makeshift spear and a woven basket before, and mosied your way to the lake.

༻༺

You struggled, but you've managed to catch a few fish. You've already cleaned them and currently you are plucking a few fresh vegetables and herbs from the garden to serve with breakfast, throwing what you needed into the woven basket. You gather your stuff, nearing the kitchen bakugo had fixed together. But before you did you poked your head into the tree, checking on the slumbering nagas, and you got to work.

Whilst you were setting up the dishes, you heard Kirishima's panicked cries and Bakugo cursing underneath his breath. The both darted out the tree, they went rigid when they caught sight of you.

Bakugo spoke first, expressing what he thought. "Y/N, how many fucking times do we have to tell you? Never leave the nest unless you're with one of us."

You frowned as you quietly cried, "I wanted to make breakfast for us."

Kirishima gasped before embracing you in his tight hold, squealing, and pulled away. "Wake us next time, you made us worried!"

"I wanted to surprise the both of you, sorry." You sniffled, smearing your tears away.

"It's fine, we enjoy it more if we do it together," Bakugo assured as he ruffled your hair, "now let's eat!"

[mango-bango-bby]

ughhhhh i need more platonic kiribaku for my inner child can i request them with a kid who feels pressured to be perfect, maybe with grades because they’re both pro heros? maybe a teen reader

♡ Pressure ♡

(A/N: I was exactly that way too when I was younger lol!! They comfort my inner child too, I honestly don’t even know if they’d send you to school, they’re so protective over you 😭😭 I love platonic family)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, platonic yandere, Kiribaku, parents kiribaku, intense pressure for good grades, crying, a lot of comfort 💘

Summary: You feel pressured to have good grades all the time for your fathers (Platonic!Yan!Bakugou x GN!Teen!reader x Platonic!Yan!Kirishima)

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“I’m home!” you call out, trying to keep your voice calm. “Hi baby, welcome home! How was your day? Did anything happen today?” Your papa, Eijiro calls out. They had a system where one would stay at home and one would be at work. Despite being a teenager, they still saw you as their little baby. They still needed to look after you.

“It was fine” you say blankly, setting your shoes next to the door. Eijiro’ s face immediately drops, your voice wasn’t normal. You sounded sad. “Sweetie, what’s wrong?” He asks, reaching out to grab your arm so you can’t run away from him and avoid the confrontation.

You avoid it, pulling your arm away, beginning to go to your room. “I already said, I’m fine” you say, trying to keep your head down to hide the tears welling up in your eyes. You knew that your dads would love you no matter what. You knew that they would support you no matter what. Even when you did something wrong, they defended you, even if you were in the wrong. You were their perfect little baby angel.

However that didn’t mean that other people gave you that same sympathy. You were the child of two pro-heroes, everyone expected a lot of you. Your teachers and other students knew you as the adopted child of Dynamight and Red Riot. You needed to be good enough to be their child. You needed to excel in everything academic, anything other than perfection was unacceptable.

You scroll mindlessly on your phone, trying to ignore what had happened earlier. You knew you didn’t really understand the topic of the test but you still tried, you studied for hours. But when you got your test back today, your heart dropped to your stomach. You had gotten a seventy eight on your test. And you couldn’t handle it. Everyone else did so much better than you. How could you be so stupid!?

You lose track of the time while on your phone, not noticing how your fathers had been standing outside your room, whispering about what to do. “Y/n, dinners done. Come out” Katsuki says from outside your door. He silently curses himself for how rude the words come out. But you’ve been raised by him so you understand what he means and that he sounds worried.

“I’m not hungry” you say calmly, trying not to show how you really feel. “You still need to eat” Eijiro says, knocking on your door to ask for you to let them in. “Are you okay? Are you feeling alright?” He asks again, knowing now nervous that maybe you’re sick.

“I already told you, I’m fine” you say, almost in an angry tone. You’re trying to assert yourself, show that you’re fine. But you knew they would pry it out of you and what if they were just as disappointed in you as you are. “Y/n, you either come out and tell us what’s wrong or we go in there and we won’t leave until you tell us” Katsuki says sternly. He always was the one to be less soft on you.

They both back up from the door a little bit as you open it. You keep your head down slightly so they can’t see your puffy eyes. “What’s wrong?” Katsuki asks, watching your bottom lip wobble. You try to keep it under control but you can’t keep it up anymore, the exterior you’re trying to put on is crumbling.

“I’m sorry-” you hiccup, Eijiro immediately pulling you into a tight hug. You still cry in the same way you did when you were younger. They still look at you and see the toddler who would cling to them and cry because of a nightmare. “What’re you sorry for?” Katsuki asks, running his hand over your hair in a soothing way.

“I k-keep trying to study more to get better grades- but every time, I j-just end up failing” you cry, holding tightly onto your papa, pulling in Katsuki. “I’m sorry” you sob, Eijiro whispering that it doesn’t matter and that you did your best. Your fathers look at each other, both knowing they’re thinking the same thing.

Perhaps it’s time for homeschooling. You won’t be as stressed anymore and you won’t have the pressure from other students. You’ll be safer at home.

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Thank you for reading, darling!!

[yourlocalpansimp4kiribaku]

KiriBaku X Reader bc why the hell not- (Just saying, I suck at stories. :’)

So basically, I wanted to do this bc im a simp but anygays-lets get into the story.

It was around 7 in the morning, the time you would normally wake up for patrol. Your patrol would start at 8:30 and Eijiro was cooking breakfast for you and Katsuki.

“Morning Baby Shark.” Eijiro greeted you with a goofy grin but it quickly faded when he saw your face, which looked awful. (In a sick way)

“Morning..” You groaned. You were about to fall back asleep yet you managed to stay up this entire time. Your voice sounded raspy and rough. Katsuki noticed this and came stomping over.

“You’re not going on patrol if you’re sick.” Katsuki declared. His voice sounded like he genuinely cared, and he did, even though he didn’t show it much.

“I’m not sick Katsuki..” You mumbled. You knew you were but you were stubborn as always. “I’m just tired…”

“Sure.” Eijiro said sarcastically. He had doubts Katsuki would even let you take one toe out the house, no matter what.

“Shut up!” You and Katsuki yelled in unison. “Anyways, as I was saying, you’re not going to patrol.”

“Oh come o-” You fell silent as Katsuki placed his hand on your forehead.

“Eijiro, get the thermometer!” Katsuki yelled demandingly. “Get a bowl of cold water and a towel too!” He was yelling his head off, but only because he loved you. “And as for you. Are you… feeling alright or whatever?”

“Aww that’s so sweet Katsuki!” Eijiro was at the doorway. He kind of ruined the moment but it was funny nonetheless, so you and Kirishima giggled whilst Katsuki grumbled.

“STOP LAUGHING YOU DIMWITS!” Katsuki yelled. He was annoyed and you interrupted. “That’s what she said!” While Kirishima laughing even harder didn’t help the situation.

”Hah? What do you mean ‘that’s what she said’- YOU TWO ARE IDIOTS!”

”No we’re not!” You pouted.

“YES YOU ARE BRAINLESS LOSERS!”

“Okay, okay! Chill out dude!” Eijiro said after a while. “Are you actually okay though?” He asked in a concerned voice. He grabbed the thermometer and check your temperature.

“Well?” Katsuki asked impatiently.

“A HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FOUR DEGREES??!” Eijiro yelled. “HOW THE HELL- oh am I hurting your ears? I’m so sorry.” He noticed you winced when he screamed.

“It’s.. fine..” You reassured. Katsuki shoved Kirishima aside.

(“Ow!”) “Are you actually okay or whatever?” Katsuki asked. He seemed to genuinely care about you, and when Kirishima tried to come back Katsuki pushed him aside- again. (“Hey!”) “Oh shut up Shitty Hair. You’re the one that made their ears hurt in the first place.”

[jazwritesalot]

Dysphoria Hoodie

Pairing: Kirishima Eijirou/Bakugou Katsuki, KiriBaku Fandom: My Hero Academia, Boku no Hero Academia Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 1,146 Tags: Canon-Compliant, Third Year Students, Trans Bakugou Katsuki, Cis Kirishima Eijirou, Gender Dysphoria, Kirishima is a good boyfriend, slight angst, comfort fic

Link to AO3

Summary: Somedays, when the world feels too chaotic, the biggest hoodie Katsuki could find is just the perfect remedy.

The world was out to piss Katsuki off today, he was sure of it. He slept like shit the night before, so he accidentally turned his alarm off instead of snoozing it once. Which meant he missed his early morning workout with Kirishima. 

Next, his binder was rubbing him the wrong way, quite literally, so he was sure he was chafing during class. But there was nothing he could do about it until school was over and he could throw that fucker across his room. And the thought of wearing no binder for the rest of the day filled him with such dysphoric thoughts, it made him nauseous. 

Then, Deky was being freakin’ Deku, muttering about some shit behind him to the point that it was grating on his last nerve. He could feel the tiny explosions forming in his hands, much to his dismay. It has been a while since he had a proper blow-up, and he really didn’t want to lose the progress that he had been making in therapy just because Deku wouldn’t shut the fuck up.

“Bakugou. Excuse yourself from class.” Aizawa-sensei’s voice brooked no room for argument, and it was then that he realized he had said his last thoughts aloud, which mortified him. Silently, he packed his belongings and left class, sparing a glance at Kirishima on the way out, who had a small grown on his face with concerned eyes to match. Great. Can’t wait for that talk. 

He stomped his way to the dorms, every footfall more aggressive as he got wrapped up in just how pathetic he felt. He’d never be the Number One Hero at this rate—they don’t get kicked out of class for silly little temper tantrums. 

As soon as he made it to his room, he immediately tore his shirt and binder off, opting instead for the largest hoodie he owned. As the oversized fabric draped over him, he felt his irritation diminish minutely. That was better. His phone buzzed in his pocket, and he was not at all surprised to see a text from Kirishima. 

Ei: You okay, Baku-babe?

Fine Don’t text in class, dumbass 

Ei: O-kay :( I’ll see you after school :*

Katsuki snorted and locked his phone, throwing it on the pillow beside him. Leave it to Eijirou to risk getting in trouble just to check on him. He still felt his skin crawling, the irritation and anxiety higher than it had been in a while. 

As he laid in bed, he practiced the deep breathing techniques that his therapist had been hounding him about. In for four. Hold for seven. Exhale for eight. The longer he tried this, the more relaxed he felt. Huh. Guess they knew something after all? He was still angry, but less prickly about it now, he supposed. That, and his body felt all loose, the tension slipping away like ice melting on a warm day. 

Maybe a nap would do him some good. Yeah, that sounded like a plan. He slipped under the covers after kicking his slacks off, content to let his body succumb to the siren song that was sleep. 

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The first thing Katsuki was aware of was fingers raking softly through his hair. The second was the smell of the sandalwood cologne that Kirishima wore filling his nostrils, giving him a sense of comfort that he had missed all day. 

He wasn’t sure exactly when he fell asleep, but apparently he needed the rest, given he had snoozed through the rest of the school day. 

“G’morning sleepy head,” Kirishima whispered, and Katsuki could tell he was trying to gauge how to best approach his boyfriend at this moment. 

“Morning Ei. What time is it?” he yawned, stomach growling as he spoke. He did sleep through lunch—that much he knew from the dimming lights outside. But did he really sleep through dinner too?

“A little after six. I made you some cup noodles since I figured you’d be starving by now.” Well, he certainly wasn’t wrong. Katsuki took the proffered food, scarfing it down while Kirishima sat beside him on the bed, idly humming along to whatever shitty pop song was stuck in his head today thanks to Raccoon Eyes. 

“Dysphoria day?” Kirishima eventually asked as he eyed Katsuki’s choice of wardrobe. 

“Probably the worst I’ve had in a while,” he admitted after swallowing the last of his noodles, hating how he could already feel the irritation setting in again. Kirishima’s hand slipped into his own, fingers squeezing his and making the irritation lessen. 

“I’m sorry to hear that, babe.” 

“It’s not your fault that I feel like this,” Katsuki grumbled, leaning into the other man for support as he placed the trash on his nightstand. 

“I know, but I can only imagine how it makes you feel.” They sat in comfortable silence, which was something that Katsuki appreciated about Kirishima. While the man could talk about anything and everything under the sun at times, he knew when he needed to just sit there and listen. 

“I wish,” Katsuki started after what felt like hours, “that the dysphoria didn’t make me feel so angry all the time. It would be nice to just feel at peace with myself for a change.” Being vulnerable sucked, but he knew that there was no better person to talk to about this than Kirishima. While he may not understand his feelings fully, he was never judgmental about Katsuki’s feelings and struggles with body image. 

Kirishima seemed to contemplate this for what Katsuki felt like was bordering on too long, but he remained patient. He didn’t want to blow up on him, after all. 

“I think that soon enough you’ll get to experience that, Katsuki. You’re almost of age where you can visit the quirk-specialist.” Katsuki hummed in agreement. It’s an appointment that he’s been waiting for for almost three years now, and he would be damned if he missed it. He was ready to feel like his true and authentic self, thank you very much. 

“I know that the world seems like it’s ending on these days, but it isn’t. We just have to keep reminding ourselves of that on our worst days.” Katsuki would be lying if he said there weren’t tears in his eyes. Being with Eijirou was like a breath of fresh air—while he wasn’t trans himself, he tried his best to meet Katsuki where he was at, and that’s what counted in the long run. 

“Thank you, Ei. I love you.” The words were punctuated with a chaste kiss, which was returned. 

“I love you too, ‘Tsuki.” The redhead’s smile was blinding, and just the balm to the soul that Katsuki needed. It didn’t matter what life threw at him—with this man by his side, he was invincible. And Kirishima was right—a bad day didn’t mean a bad life.

[olliesmoreno]

chapter 21/22/23 - undercover princess

chapter 21

- lottie telling jamie she’s going to impress him and jamie having a sad expression. these books are so good to reread bc of details like that.

- oscar’s diary is so interesting. “the faithful fake” is such an exciting term idk.

- their book tastes is also quite interesting

chapter 22

- ellie truly is sweet for waking up with lottie for the princess lessons

- i want to know when the maravish ancient dialect is used 😔 the curiosity kills me every time

- what is the need for jamie to continuously make jabs at ellie though lol

- claude. that part is quite spooky yeah

- a royal ball IS exciting (#teamlottie)

- even the mention of the etiquette class makes me shiver ngl!

- okay japhael origins.

- jamie and raphael are actually cute and i think if they were canon that would have genuinely been really good.

- i like the opposites attract aspect of it. it like encourages jamie to loosen up and raphael to take more responsibility and they have mutual interests.

- japhael is the kiribaku (mha) of the rwch fandom if you will. will never be canon, but what could have been !! it not being canon at all is part of the appeal maybe.

- i know jamie might have just been using raphael and he barely gaf about him in the end but let me daydream ok.

- and @lottiepumpkinofficial mentioned the romantic parallels with comparing them to lollie who are obviously romantically implied. japhael cooks idc!!

- the idea of ellie using jamie for coffee runs is so funny lol

- “i promise you’ll be fine little princess. you’re a natural” lollie are everything to me btw

chapter 23

- i love this chapter LMAO

- i forgot about the ellie and saskia thing 😑

- yeah i’m not a fan of it ngl. smthing is going on but i do not like the ship. esp with saskia kind of flirting when ani is RIGHT there.

- the ellie dig ani made 😭

- ani is also extremely thoughtful for the princess and the pea sleeping remedy. there’s a lot to this.

- i do feel for ani a lot. she’s one of my fave characters and i wish she did a lot more by the end of the series but i’m somewhat digressing.

- just realised jamie told her to get more sleep the last chapter and now he’s like “lottie, are you not sleeping?” 😭 i thought he knew.

- ani being like “no!” also a lot of layers here. ani ily.

- this chapter is so dramatic there’s so much underlying stuff LOL

[cartoonrival]

Rival dunno if you have heard but with the 431 drop leaks of mha the whole fandom is on fire and im cheering and clapping(hinted izuocha), some of the designs of my favs looks so good and my personal vindication is kiri's lil homie gayass(he looks so pretty) with shotgun and eating crackers in bkg's car privileges🙈 dgaf about ships but nobody can't tell me now he ain't bkg's best friend 🙄 bkdk's bond was important to the story but to say they were bffs/platonic soulmates for life and that kr wasn't close/important to bkg anymore...disagreed put some respect in my boy's name, sorry if this is long just wanted to tell you this.

HIIII so i knew that there were leaks cuz i keep getting the togachako panels on my pinterest feed but i CANNOTTTTTT for the life of me find the full scans???? im MAJOR LEAGUE relieved to hear kiribaku(/p or whatever is ur poison idc) gets a shoutout im so fucking glads that they still hang out and that kiri eats crackers in the passenger seat of his car. kiribaku is canon TO ME! personally i dont care for izuocha i never did and i was glad that it was pushed aside so i think its sort of dumb that hori brought it back espcially because i think uraraka's conscious dropping of her crush on deku in comparison to the way her love for toga snuck up on her was awesome for a lesbian reading but it's fine. i will never complain about a bisexual. and if this is what it takes for kiri riding shotgun in bakugous car getting crumbs all in his shit then thats fine...... I WON

[yellowbluemoonshine]

Hello!

I short time before started Hell's Paradise. Actually, I had prejudices.  For example: Chobei is really look like Bakugou and people says He is like Bakugou ( his Character)  actually I love Bakugou but I can't  stand second Bakugou but After watching it, I realized I was wrong because his Character  is so different I love him He is good brother and Caring and good towards those he loves. 

People says Aza brothers relationship like kiribaku and bakudeku but this Sounds stupid

I am  actually angry with those who kept comparing the two.

What do you think? I'm curious.

Sorry for my english.

Hello, thank you for the ask! (And your english is fine) ^^.

Bakugou - Chobei Comparison;

I get you because the same thing happened to me in.

I hate all those comparisons because its not true, people tend to overlook Bakugou's mistakes, he is seen as 'actually not bad guy', 'he has soft side too', 'misunderstood angry boy', even though he is not so i think people are kinda projecting it, they wish Bakugou was like Chobei but its not.

I had the same prejudice about Chobei at first. (I erased Bakugou-Chobei edit-picture but put it in this post).

Here's my old edit-picture and now i think it is kinda trash/useless.

There were some visual similarities with both Gabimaru and Chobei. My first posts in this tumblr was literally about this. Gabimaru who is similar to Shigaraki, is groomed to be murderer since childhood, white hair, red eyes, empty heart, actually kind person but needs to be saved, only difference his redemption starts earlier than Shiggy's. Still different character and i think Shiggy is a deeper character than him but similarities are there. Edit picture is in here.

And here my thoughts about Bakugou and Chobei;

When i first read the manga, when i first saw Chobei, i was like 'Another Bakugou...' because he has a very similar design and that loud, agressive, arrogant behavior with the fact that he is kinda rival to main character made me think he was just like Bakugou. Not even mentioning his little brother blindly idolizing him, just like how Bakugou was idolized but i was so wrong and i am glad that i was because he is actually in fact so different.

1- Character-Story Comparison;

First of all, the origin of their characters is different. They both are aggressive, arrogant, tend to be violent, loud and all but why makes them that way is so different.

Bakugou is just a school bully, he is just a kid with ego issues. He is blessed with power and he gets away with bad behavour that made him the way he is. His define character is his desire to win, being better than others. While competition is good thing, it can be easiely toxic, which is what happens with Bakugou.

Chobei is just a normal kid who wants make his family proud. Especially, he is big brother first, then everything else comes later. He isnt a bully. He is a survivor. He lost his mother at a young age. His father was executed in front of him and his brother. He was the son of samuray but had to live at streets, and no one helped them. Then he was kidnapped by bandits so that they would sell kids for God know what reason so he had to do something about it, to survive. And he manipulated them because whether they were gonna take advantage of them or the opposite. He took advantage of the people around him. Of course, living a life of a bandit would make his ego blow up, it makes sense why he is so self-absorbed because he won, he survived agaisnt horrible people as kid. It makes sense why he doesnt care about other people because noone helped them as kids. Thats why he doesnt believe in the justice of others. It makes sense why he has the mindset of 'us vs others'. Lets be real. If he wasnt like this, he would've been killed years ago.

His character is intimidating on purpose so people wouldnt dare to hurt him. It is his persona to survive. And all those things isnt just for him to survive. He did all this to protect his little brother and his actions isnt excused but there is something so heroic, so pure about this. And this is the origin of his character. He is a protector. He might not be kind person but he is the type of person who would pay attention the needs of those he loves, even at his worst.

Chobei is tragic and deeper character and his story is very different than Bakugou who just needs to learn not to be awful to people around him for no real reason.

And not just as characters, the way story handled them and how they interact others is very different.

Bakugou is (anti) hero in the story and he doesnt get any real consequences for how he treats others. He bothers people for no reason but most of the time, other characters just endure it. Most characters likes him, even though in real life, everyone would hate jerks. (Like they feel uncomfortable from Monoma's actions but them being okay with Bakugou is weird). The person he bullied brutally still admires him. He gets many screentime, clearly more than he needs because most of the time, it feels very irrelevant (For example, him learning OFA did nothing useful for Izuku, except worse, because he had to endure bakugou's anger). And he kinda gets character development.

Chobei is more like league of villains in this story. I think the way he was treated as character feels a lot more realistic than Bakugou's. Because the thing is, no one really cares about Chobei in Jigokuraku because they have no reason to. The only person who cares about him and who idolizes him is his brother Toma but honestly, of course, he would. Its his family and Chobei literally made many sacrificies for him such as cutting his right eye etc. So he doesnt magically get along with everyone, even when he kinda saved everyone/and kinda died at the end of story but none of the characters (except Toma) cared. He doesnt magically win. There is a logic in his power, which is adaptation. He even loose to mc. The story doesnt even force him to get redemption or character development, though he could get one, story only show that there is humanity in him, just like Gabimaru, which is enough. He is also very relevant to the story since beginning to the end. (I am not saying his writing is perfect but at least, better than other).

Chobei and Bakugou only looks on superficial level (angry blonde boy) and their dynamic with others are different too.

2- Dynamic Comparison;

First of all, Toma's character is different than Izuku and Kirishima. Toma is very silent, negative, feminine boy. If i ever find similar character to him, i would say Kalluto from Hunter x Hunter. Just a dark, silent, mysterious feminine boy. They are very loyal towards people they love, and passive. Compared to this, Izuku is negative but he knows when to scream to others, he is also not necessarely silent. I think as character, he is a lot like Sagiri in Jigokuraku. He is kind, he also empathizes and try to understand world around him and helps people, just like her. And Kirishima is also very different because he is even louder than Izuku and he tends to be more positive and social. I think he is a lot like Tenza in Jigokuraku, than Toma who silently endures and lives in his own world. Kirishima is also have that naive, kind, youth energy, just like Tenza, they both even have the negative old self in past so basically, as characters, Toma is not similar to Izuku and Kirishima.

And as dynamics, they are nowhere similar to another.

Chobei and Toma are very opposite natures, yin and yang, thats why they match perfectly. Well Bakugou is very different than Izuku as character too but thats doesnt make it same because sometimes, opposite dynamic might be toxic. Bakugou is Izuku's abuser. He brutally bullied him, he violated his personal space, he made him feel worthless and even then Izuku continued to idolizes him. Both Izuku and Toma admires their unyielding ego and they both feel inferior and follow them but it makes sense with Toma because Chobe iis the only person in this world for him because Chobei is Toma's protector, not abuser. Chobei might act like jerk but he wouldnt violate Toma's needs. He would do, he does most of the things he did so that Toma would get the best life he could have. Their dynamic is nowhere similar to him because Chobei would never hurt Toma, not on purpose at least, if he knew it is hurting him, he would change it.

Yeah, Bakugou also learn to change but that doesnt change how he treated Izuku. He couldnt care less how much he hurts Izuku, he wouldnt care when other hurt Izuku (in the past, at least) and even with redeemed Bakugou, their dynamic isnt similar. They just have to common point, with their admiration with Allmight and becoming hero and thats it. While Chobei would kill everyone, even himself, if anyone hurts Toma in any way. Toma is his exception. Bakugou met Izuku, looked at his pure eyes and he decided the ruin him while Chobei met Toma, looked at his pure eyes and he decided the protect him at all costs, lol. Chobei also likes teasing Toma but thats the thing, Bakugou doesnt just jokely tease Izuku, he abuses him, thats a big difference. Also i am pretty sure that Chobei actually loves to spoiling Toma.

Yes one is childhood friend and other one is brother but i think even if Chobei wasnt brother of Toma, he would still have same dynamic. Not because he finds some common point or understands him, just that their opposite sides would attracts each others and they eventually get along.

Bakugou's dynamic with Kirishima is a lot healthier than bakudeku dynamic. He is Baku's first friend, he is calmer with him, its like they have a connection but its still different than Chobei-Toma dynamic because Toma and Chobei are yin and yang, they get along so well because they are opposite. Even they are not brothers, they would still would invested in each others and become partners anyway. They do find something interesting about other one while the reason Bakugou and Kirishima come to a sense is that they understand each others better because they are similar. Loud, masculine, positive. Thats how they become friends and of course, this dynamic is okay too. The thing is its just different than Toma and Chobei's dynamic.

I think Toma-Chobei dynamic is a lot more similar to Sam-Dean dynamic in Supernatural than others. (More details in here.)

Bonus; Gabimaru might be kinda rival with Chobei too, they just find a common point but thats it. Though, they could be friends, still i think it wouldnt be their primary relationships. They would just be friends so his dynamic/interaction isnt similar to Bakudeku and Kiribaku either.

It is okay to enjoy any of those characters and ships/dynamics/relationships etc but as characters, Bakugou and Chobei is nowhere similar to each others at all. And Chobei-Toma dynamic is also different than Bakudeku-Kiribaku dynamic. And i hope people understand this.

[pleathewrites]

bellow the fire into my deadened lungs

chapter 4: i am the antichrist to you

(summary) | dabihawks, todoroki family, seroroki, kiribaku, aizawa & class of 1a, ua traitor

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DAY 1

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Bakugou Katsuki kicks the seventh rock that’s encountered his path in this hell of a street. He’s never been to this part of town, his cell service has never been so shit, and he’s convinced the last three people who’ve bumped into him haven’t showered in weeks.

He’s about to give up until he spots a vaguely familiar pair of blue sneakers. They’re torn, dirtied down into a shade of dull navy, but the four written initials still stretch across the midsole.

KH. NT. AT. 

The shoes are right, but the skin-wrapped skeleton of the body who wears them is someone Katsuki does not recognize. 

Dabi’s horrible rasp rings loud in Katsuki’s ears — ‘I’ve heard about you, it’s pretty easy to get info from hungry delinquents.’

Kemuri Hashiga and Nagai Tesaki, once bright and plump juniors, sit outside the worst halfway house Katsuki has ever fucking seen, passing around either a cigarette or a joint. 

The same boys who used to complain of their fathers’ smoking habits. 

‘Really? You don’t even keep up with the very kids that followed you around everywhere? Your ‘extras’? Man, maybe you are the perfect pick, huh. A little bully to quirk-less kids, you’ll fit in here just fine.’

Katsuki takes a deep breath, adjusts the hold of his wrapped bento, and stomps forward for answers. 

Kemuri’s black hair is wild as ever, but it’s the resigned look in his eyes that falters Katsuki’s step. 

“Long time, no see, Bakugou.”

And, Katsuki, well, he’s never been one to beat around the bush. He drops the towered bento between the two kids — ‘according to that patchwork son-of-a-bitch, they need to eat.’ — and demands, “What the fuck happened to you? You guys were rich.”

Long, spindly fingers snake around the bento like pale garden snakes. Katsuki suppresses a shiver, he never did like Nagai’s quirk — the sound his fingers would make when extending always reminded him of those overly-gory horror movies. 

Nagai doesn’t say anything. He won’t even look up, his face shadowed by greasy strings of hair that droop past his shoulders. 

Katsuki used to like his hair, it was always shiny and thick. Brown, with the most subtle highlights one could only see when it was spring and sunlight would beam from the classroom windows right over his seat. He used to complain of overheating during these times. Katsuki used to send small explosions around his chair to make him sweat.

‘I’m not like that anymore,’ Katsuki begs of himself. 

He squats down to their level and watches as the two tear into the bento like hungry wolves. 

He waits until they’ve had a few pieces of meat and some rice, “Where’s Akairo? I can’t find anything on him.”

“Dead.”

Katsuki whips his head to Kemuri, “What?”

“Yeah,” grains of rice dot the boy’s cheeks. Kemuri brings the bowl up to his face and licks the bowl clean, “Thought you knew. Dumbass made a deal to be some old fucker’s experiment — thought he’d get stronger, or something. He never got into a hero school, and he liked flying.”

Katsuki remembers. Akairo Tsubasa was a dragon-like mutant — ‘heteromorph, you can’t call ‘em that’ — who spent 90% of his day above ground. His favorite hero was Ryukyu, to which Katuski used to roll his eyes over and tell him, ‘There’s no use in idolizing a hero that can do the same thing as you. No one’s interested in what the world already has.’  

To his credit, Akairo usually would just laugh and respond with, ‘I don’t care about charts. I just want the license so I can fly without having to worry about getting fined or arrested!’

Katsuki latches onto the word, ‘experiment’. He can’t help but immediately think of the Nomus. 

“Was he killed?”

Kemuri nods, “Stain.”

‘Gods, no,’ Katsuki couldn’t explain it to himself, he couldn’t logicalize the cold feeling in his chest. If he were to be completely honest with himself, he wasn’t really friends with those three. He was their fucked-up cult leader and they were dumb enough, impressionable enough, hell, maybe insecure enough to have followed him around like loyal puppies. Half the time, he barely remembered their names — admittedly, that’s why it took him so long just to find them.

Katsuki sighs and looks at the building the two boys lean on. He studied the dilapidated state of the wood — not rotted, but splintered and discolored. Mismatched tree bark nailed hastily throughout like bandaids, the temporary last-minute fixes of an oozing, wounded thing. 

Katsuki clears his throat, “Why’re you two here, though. Did you run away from your homes?”

‘Were their homes as hostile as mine?’

The two have been scarfing down the contents of each bento bowl since the minute Katsuki arrived, but at this question, they both freeze. The knuckles of Nagai’s unstretched fingers turn white with the strength of his grip around the bowl.  

“We’re orphans,” Kemuri starts, and his voice is so low and strained, that Katsuki has to lean in closer, “Our parents died in a hero fight. Building caught on fire, there were no survivors.”

‘Gods,’ Katsuki rubs his eye, ‘It just keeps getting worse. How did I not hear any of this?’

“Why this place? One bad rainstorm and it’s going to fucking collapse.” 

Nagai hasn’t moved a single inch, and Kemuri shrugs, “Used to be one of the best, till heroes just kept flingin’ rocks and fuck-knows what else at it. A rainstorm taking this place down would be a blessing, at this point — insurance might then cover something.”  

Kemuri’s tone, for the first time since Katsuki’s heard, turns bitter and his mouth tips into an ugly snarl — one Katsuki doesn’t think he’s ever seen, not even when they were bullying kids in their middle school homeroom. “Fuckin’ heroes,” he spits, literally, over his shoulder, and down the concrete they sit on with a frothy splat, “Never watching where they fucking aim.”

And, Katsuki — well, he’s a boy with the worst kind of anger issues and there is an undying need to defend his line of work, defend the concept of, ‘the ends justify the means,’ because — “These villains never stop, heroes have to make last minute decisions and they can’t — ”

“ — You think I care?” 

Nagai’s voice has never been so loud. 

He’s finally looked up and those eyes immediately shame every defense to die in Katsuki’s throat. 

They’re angry, Nagai’s eyes — they’re pissed, but the set of his furrowed eyebrows speaks volumes of loss. 

The loss of his family, the loss of his home — of warm food in his belly and the mundanity of watching Sunday quirk-sports with his father on a worn suede couch. 

‘Yeah,’ Katsuki is right to be shamed. He’s never known loss, and though his house had never been warm, he cannot deny that the closest thing he might have to ‘a home’ awaits for him with the comradery of a hundred other kids, with the guarantee of a bright-eyed boy with too short eyebrows and too sharp teeth. 

Katsuki admits he’s never cared much for these two boys, a thing he wishes he had the capacity to change, but he is striving to be a hero, and justice must be served.

With his unending resolve, Katsuki asks, “Who was the villain responsible for your parents’ death? I swear, I’ll fuckin’ get ‘em.”

Nagai’s burning eyes turn cold and a hopeless tear escapes to trail down his sunken cheek,  “Endeavor.”

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[neill-san]

I Still Love You: Chapter 2

Tags: Angst, Tododeku, Past Bakudeku, Kiribaku, tension(?), idk

No one knew how it tore him apart. His heart throbbed for the blonde to return to him, but he refused to let himself be so selfish. The one his heart continued to painfully yearn for, gave his heart to another. It hurt to know he was no longer the one who caused the blonde to smile, but he continued to bury his emotions. "Midoriya, are you alright?" Izuku was startled out of his thoughts by the heterochromatic male he had invited over. "Ah, yeah. I'm fine. Where were we?" The green-haired male's lips painting on a smile. "We were talking about the upcoming photoshoot." He explained, his voice remaining monotone, "Are you sure you're feeling alright?" He continued to smile, "Of course, don't worry about it!" Raising a brow, Todoroki stared at the freckled male. He sighed and began organizing the papers in front of him, "We should take a break, I don't want to push you." Guilt shot through him, his expression dropping for a fraction of a second before he forced his lips to curve upwards once again. "Maybe we could go out for lunch? My treat!" Beamed Midoriya unaware of the emotion swirling in the other's eyes. Shuoto nodded, already coming up with a way to convince the greenette to at least split the bill with him. "Do you have a preference?" He asked, standing and rushing to the taller man's side. "Not that I'm aware, I usually stop by a nearby cafe." His eyes locked on the shorter male. Izuku may not remember but Shouto did. He could never forget. He remembered it as though it were yesterday, though it's been years since that night. The night in their last year of high school when Izuku gave himself entirely to Shouto. The night brought new experiences to both of them, new emotions. But then came the morning after. Shouto shook his head to rid his mind of the painful memories. Izuku had belonged to the temperamental blonde for six years now. The heterochromatic male still remembered the day so vividly. The day they announced their relationship. The day his world crumbled around him. The day his light left him, a smile on his face. The same smile that made Shouto's heart swell. He could stare at that smile for hours and still be held completely mesmerized. Bakugo had made the biggest mistake, letting someone like Izuku go. Making him fair game to anyone that wanted to be the one to wake to his breath-taking viridian eyes. "Midoriya-" "Todoroki, you can call me Izuku" He smiled softly. "I-Izuku" He stuttered, "Call me Shouto then." "Ah- Sure thing, Sh-Shouto" The heterochromatic male adored the way his name fell from Izuku's lips. Both males continued to walk along the pavement, with no particular destination in mind. Both looked around for anything that caught their eye, and a small corner cafe did just that. Izuku pointed and Shouto turned around to look, it looked like a rather homey cafe. As they entered the cafe Izuku immediately took notice of the sweets on the display case at the cashier counter. He could feel his mouth begin to salivate. The cafe in itself was nothing extravagant. Neutral colors coated its walls, and Halloween decorations hung on the walls and ceiling in preparation for the upcoming holiday. The cafe wasn't busy, only three other patrons were seen enjoying their meal or working on their chosen electronics. "Izuku, I've been meaning to ask" Shouto began as they sat down in a corner booth. His eyes looked around the cozy cafe, it was quiet but held a soothing feeling to its atmosphere. The freckled male hummed with a curious tilt. "Are you alright? I'm talking about your separation from Bakugo. How are you?" Izuku tensed, he loathed being asked about how he felt after breaking up with Bakugo. His friends refused to leave his side for weeks, granted they'd only separated a month ago. A month of waking to an empty bed. He'd gone from feeling as though he were on top of the world -what more could he ask for? He had the love of his life in his arms- To being left behind, just as always. He was alone and he hated worrying his friends. Burdening them with his selfish emotions.

The walk to the penthouse was a short one, the green-haired male doing most of the talking along the way. Shouto was grateful he lived just across the street from the apartment complex Izuku stayed in -On the same floor level as Izuku's as the two complexes had similar structures.- As Izuku noticed they were nearing his home, his heart began to race, sweat lightly coating his hands and forehead. He didn't want to be alone again, he wasn't ready to be alone again. He didn't want to lay in bed again, trying to get himself to fall asleep before he fell apart, again. He didn't want to say goodbye. He wasn't ready for goodbye. "Iz…Izuk…Izuku!" Shouto called out, tearing Izuku away from his rapidly growing anxiety. "H-Huh?" Izuku quickly composed himself, forcing himself to calm down. "You suddenly went quiet. You also looked as though you were on the verge of a panic attack" Shouto said softly, worry dripping from his usual monotonous tone. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'll be fine, sorry for worrying you." He said, guilt swirling in the pit of his stomach. Todoroki didn't seem all too convinced but decided not to push the subject. He knew Izuku was still trying to cope with the loss of someone important. Not just anyone but someone he gave his heart to, only for it to be thrown aside and left abandoned. He didn't want to leave Izuku alone, but neither did he want to pressure him. It pained Shouto to see someone he held dear hurting -to see the person his heart yearned for hurting.- but he wasn't sure what to do for him aside from giving him time and supporting him in any way he possibly could. Just as they bid their farewells, Shouto felt something tug at his sleeve as he began to walk away. Before he could turn around to ask what was wrong, he felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around his torso. "Thank you" Izuku whispered, doing his best to remain composed. Shouto placed his hand above one of the freckled males, "I'll always be here for you, Izuku." Because I love you. -- The room was dark; silent to anyone but him, he wished for anything but the static that invaded his mind. It kept him awake. It numbed him and he wasn't sure if it was a good thing anymore. It was at night when he was alone with his thoughts. The static was smothering him, and he knew if he stayed alone much longer he might do something without thinking. Without giving it a second thought he got out of bed and threw on fresh clothing. Putting on his shoes he left his empty home. The streets were about empty at this hour, most comfortably asleep. Izuku didn't know where he was going but he knew he couldn't be alone. Whether it be by chance or luck that he stumbled across a bar, he couldn't decide. But he would take any chance he could to forget about everything for a few hours.

[miraclerizuin]

Fic Stats Game

since I have been going through my old fics I am going to consider myself tagged in this thing I've seen going around

rules: give us the links to your fic with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and fic with the fewest words.

MOST HITS: Katsuki VS Friendship [BNHA | kiribaku]

Katsuki knew he was an asshole. He just wasn't used to being so bothered by it.

I hope everybody can appreciate the time I wrote a canon-based multichap for an extremely trendy pairing bc it will NOT be happening again

SECOND MOST KUDOS: Flaws Upon Your Sleeve [HQ | bokuaka]

First Akaashi fell hard for volleyball, which was fine. Then he made the questionable decision of falling for his team's ace.

I think there is probably a canon backstory for the owl team now but this is MY truth

THIRD MOST COMMENTS: What You Give Away [SPN | deancas]

“I think it’s great that you’re, uh, curating Death’s music collection. Maybe when you’re done you can teach wraiths to hustle pool.” “Maybe I will. I got nothing but time.” After the non-end of the world, Dean tries to rebuild his life on shaky ground that only holds up if he doesn't think about what's missing.

fun fact: you may have noticed that the chapter titles are a variation on the twelve days of christmas, but did you know that the story title is a reference to the classic christmas film it's a wonderful life?

FOURTH MOST BOOKMARKS: January [BNHA | tododeku]

"Todoroki Shoto was not only surprisingly funny, but he was also kind of cute." Izuku agrees to visit the Todoroki estate for Shoto's sake. Will it be the most awkward weekend ever, or the greatest? Companion & sequel to "July".

I just reread this and I am obliged to report to you all that the kids are alright

FIFTH MOST WORDS: Katsuki & Eijirou VS Friendship [BNHA | kiribaku]

Katsuki is very much looking forward to spending winter break not studying with Eijirou, but he'll also have to make time for job shadowing, deal with so-called friends, and survive the neverending hell of winter weather. A sequel to "Katsuki VS Friendship"; you don't have to read that one first but it helps!

I cannot believe that there are 3 winter holiday fics in this post, except that I can

FEWEST WORDS: The Sorting [TRC HP AU]

Their first night at Hogwarts.

the joy I once found in this AU is not currently available to me and may never be again, but the fact remains that I am correct about these sorting choices, and if you can stomach a bit of wizard school nonsense, I am still proud of the work I did on this series.

[marunalu]

She is the worst and completly delusional at this point. Her posts are so stupid its beyond me how anyone can take her serious. She calls everyone who isnt a bkdk a homophobe even if these people have their own gay ships and like tododeku, iideku or kiribaku. She calls izuocha a TOXIC ship! Get that in your head! A HARDCORE BKDK CALLS IZUOCHA THE TOXIC SHIP BUT THINKS BKDK IS HEALTHY!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣 A ship about a guy abusing his victim for 12 years who just recently happend to change for the better and acts still like an asshole most of the time is healthy in her eyes but izuocha is the toxic one, despite that there is NOTHING ochako ever did to izuku except helping him. She also says that izuocha is incest, because they look to similar! 🤣🤣🤣🤣 She pretends to love ochako and says ochako deserves better then to be nothing but izukus love interest (she actually IS, because unlike bakugou her character doesnt circles only around izuku and can stand on her own damn feet and has her own plot), but then turns izuku into nothing more but bakugous love interest (bakugou is the manly part with an endeavour kind of physic and izuku is the feminine part), gives ochako shit as soon as she even hints her romantic feelings for izuku and has fanart on her blog about male pregnant bunnyhuman izuku giving birth to bakugous bunny-human hybrid children who look all like bakugou. She openly attacks and bullys everyone who isnt a bkdk and even other bkdks if they dont have the exact same opinion then her. She even bullied minors despite being a fucking TEACHER! Calls everyone either a hater or homophobe if people call her out for her bullshit and is one of the single reasons why bkdks have such a horrible reputation in the rest of the fandom and nobody takes them serious. And the terrible thing is her followers are completly fine with what she is doing! But the best is she pretends to know hori personally and knows every single thought in his mind and at the same time confirmed herself that she doesnt even really read the manga, only the chapters with bakugou in it and the spoilers every week, but claims to be an analytical genius who is horis mindreader!

I've seen tweets from this individual before, and I honestly can't believe the levels of plus ultra copium from her!

She's becoming more and more unhinged with each passing tweet, and has clearly become too wrapped up in her own batshit crazy delusions about Bkdk. 😭😭

If I am, according to this person, a homophobe for liking an actually healthy MHA ship that just so happens to be straight (Izuocha), then I can call her nothing else but a fujoshi that gives zero fucks about MHA and fetishizes the shit out of Bkdk.

Go touch some grass, you chronically online twat.

[imeengoldberg]

yall shouldnt be surprised when i can give you a dictionary length book full of just story titles of mlm stories written by cis straight women ive seen not looking for them, but can count on my hands and toes all of the (male character) x male reader stories ive found while looking for them.

its all fun and games until i also tell you, hey, theres even less (girl character) x girl readers, or just wlw stories at all. It’s starting to sound a lot like fetishization. 

im not saying you cant write mlm stories as a cis straight woman- obviously not. part of being a writer is writing stories far from your own personal experience. It’s just like what we call bad representation. those people (very flamboyent gay men specifically) do exist, but they are the only gay men every shown because they fit comfortably into hetero-safe stereoypes.

if you only write mlm stories, and youre not an mlm yourself, and you always have the same heteronormative dynamic (one uwu twink sassy girlboss and the alpha badboy in detention who coUldNt bE gAY, hE plAyS FoOtbAlL anD hAz MeAn GiRlFwIeND- but thats all an act? like geez, just say ur biphobic and ask random gay men to be ur gay best friend??) it just starts to lead me to the conclusion you dont have the queer community in your best interest.

honestly, the fetishization is disgusting. it reinforces already harmful stereotypes. Also, I have never, and I mean NEVER- found a mlm story about a trans man in love with another man that wasnt practically porn without plot, save for one kiribaku fic that i wish i could find again. That definitely does not put us trans men in a wonderful light. we are not to be sexualized for our bodies, and neither us nor mlm should be fetishized for loving.

if youre unsure you can accurately write a queer love story accurately, do not do it. if youre worried at all it will come off bad on the lgbtqia+ community, do not do it. it will not hurt you if it’s bad rep, but it will hurt us.

are you good at writing queer romance as a straight person but notice that you have an odd amount of mlm & straight romance and an abandoned desert for wlw or trans/nonbinary love stories? write some! we really need it!

also, there are not enough people of color in stories in general. i notice that a lot of the time, they’re shoved off as one of the side characters- at most, a best friend. why? well, we know why, its racism, but why in my fanfiction. like, this fanfiction was so good, until i realized every single character was described as a western/eurapean with white skin, when, listen, this is an anime and they’re all japanese, jessica. although it’s not something i can speak in depth about as a very white pasty mf, it’s something ive definately noticed and its very annoying tbh. all these mcs look the same. give me some actual people please.

speaking of actual people!

why are there no chubby mcs? ever? like wtf? i get it, skinny people aesthetic or whatever, but it’s actually so frustrating when every character is a size 0 and an unrealistic representation of average people, despite usually starting out as ‘average’. I’d like to feel good about my stomach instead of comparing it to a paragraph in a fanfiction.

finally, ive gotten to something good! 

wlw stories are finally getting as mainstream as mlm! not there yet, but it makes me smile every time i see a wlw story on my feed cuz it means were getting there :)

all-in-all, this is the reason I stopped reading fanfiction regularly a while ago.

this time two-five years ago, you couldn’t pull me away from the fanfiction. I would read main characters (women) who were only ever ‘tomboy’ enough to fall into a safe view of heteronormativity that I held. I’d never even seen the word transgender until middle school- and because my entire life I was conditioned to believe that that stuff was weird or gross, I rejected it hard.

It took me years to get to where I am, and it was a huge struggle. Not that this is one fanfiction/story writer’s fault. This is an entire community’s fault. I just dont want the next generation of queer, chubby, or poc kids to think they’re weird or lesser than like I did. If it’s something I can help to stop, I will.

So, if I ever write an original story, or original characters into a fic, you bet your ass its gonna be the most realistic representation of the real world i can get into a story. now, fuck jk rowling, and have a good night. au revoir, bitches.