#so theres really nothing wrong with bakugou calling him deku again when all this is over

[fried-manto]

“ Izuku ”

so uhh yes ya’ll heard the BIG news. Katsuki Bakugou, the boy himself, apologised. 

now im not here to talk about the meta meanings or character growth of bakugou. im just here to say, now that bakugou called deku by his name, whats next? 

do he just reverts back to calling him “ deku “ when all this is over? ngl im so used to bakugou calling izuku “ deku “ that i legit cant imagine him calling izuku “ izuku “ on a daily basis, only like BIG moments like this. or is it just me??

[omegawolverine]

I love it when people talk about things they're passionate about, tell me something cool!! Anything you want, just something you find interesting or want to talk about :D

hello anon my beloved, I am in a bad mood so you will be receiving a passionate, yet lowkey of pissy rant about why villainizing bakugou makes me wanna vomit and its NOT just because I'm a dumbass kinnie :)

tws: child abuse (emotional and physical), near death expierences, bullying, kidnapping, suffocation, lots of trauma in general tbh. if you've seen bnha then basically just keep all the general triggering plot stuff in mind incase i missed any warnings

also, note: I havent caught up on bnha in a minute, I'm at like the start of the war arc but I barely remember shit there tbh so like. probs missing new stuff. also bnha spoiler warnings lol

so, for starters, the homie bakugou has like,, a good handful of issues that come from his childhood that explain why he's an ass. he was always praised and never actually reprimanded for being a twat which led to him having a huge ego that ended up fucking him over majorly. this ego was something that his mother acknowledged him having, but literally didnt try to fix it with anything other than violence. see here:

like, instead of trying to help him, she hits and insults him, which is probably what led to his weird inferiority/superiority complex. being constantly told by others that you're outstanding and one day you'll be a top hero because you're rude and aggressive and then going home and being hit by your mother for those exact same behaviors is bound to fucking confuse a child.

so like, now that we've established that its definetly canon that his mother (parents? I think he said parents at some point but masaru doesn't seem like the type so 🤷) hits him though we don't know how much or how often (though if bakugou was as much of a little shit back then ((which as far as we've seen- he was)) then it was probably often), lets talk about how regardless of all that 1) hitting your kids as "discipline" not only doesn't work but is abusive lol like idc if it's spanking/popping them on the mouth for talking shit, slapping them across the face "on occasion", etc. shits not okay 2) hitting your kids!!!! does not work!!!!!!!! it is literally PROVEN not to work!!!!!!!! hitting a child who has done something wrong doesnt teach them to stop doing something it teaches them to be scared of you, which will cause the child to withdraw, removing part of their support system (assuming said abusive parents would even offer that up) and will most likely lead to them thinking they're a bad person, not that their actions were bad, which are two different things. so, ya know, that would clearly have an effect on a kid. like, as someone with a mother who reminds me all too much of mitsuki: I have acted like a complete shitbag and taken my anger out on people to feel better in the past because of the way my mother treated me. though it was nowhere near what bakugou did, I still know first fucking hand what a mother hitting and insulting her child will do, especially if they have no proper outlet for that (friends, a safe place to vent) which bakugou never fucking had.

theres also the fact that just talking to your kid the way mitsuki does (saying it's his fault he was kidnapped because he's weak, all while hitting him) is not??? okay?????? ive seen people arguing that this was just a joke in poor taste but like her son was KIDNAPPED and even if it was a "joke" there's literally NO WAY that would EVER?? BE FUNNY??????? she just sounds like the kind of parent who at the very least says shit without thinking that would traumatize bakugou (because being told right after being kidnapped it's your fucking fault by your mother is absolutely traumatizing) but it comes across as her being emotionally abusive.

mitsukis character as a whole comes across as a shitty mom who doesn't realize she's a shitty mom and thinks bakugou being an ass isn't at least partially her fault even though she's admitted to realizing he has always had an ego problem and doing nothing to fix it except for hitting and yelling which obviously did nothing but make him just as loud and violent as she is.

this is obviously not the entire reason why he's a dick but he was never properly taught that the shit he was doing wasn't okay and people not stopping it and/or praising him endlessly even tho he was a bully is basically the same as encouraging it, thank you very much.

moving on from that, let's talk about bakugous other traumas and how he naturally responds to them. hint: it's with either full blown panic or a fight response (verbal or physical, though usually physical. also sometimes it's the panic followed by the fight response.)

so far in bnha (keep in mind that I am not caught up, I've only read up to the beginning of the war arc and i barely remember those bits so) bakugou has...

nearly died via sludge villain (he was unable to move and was being suffocated to death- keep this in mind)

lost for the first time ever and against deku of all people (this nearly sent him into a full blown panic attack, likely because of that sexy little inferiority/superiority complex combo. think of this as like. gifted kid burnout lite. he has always been the best of the best and now suddenly he is being beaten by somebody who has always been weaker than him, which immediately makes him start thinking he was never actually that good, he's actually a fucking failure, a goddamn fraud)

won the sports festival by default (bakugou counts this as yet another failure because todoroki didnt try his best. had bakugou lost to todoroki full strength, he would've taken 2nd place with a bit of bitching, but he still wouldve taken it rather than refuse the medal as it would be a reminder that he failed. instead of accepting that like UA shouldve, the staff chained and muzzled him on live television and then had all might, his fucking idol, force the medal into his mouth. remember the sludge villain incident and how he couldnt move and was suffocating to death? yeah.)

been kidnapped because of the way he reacted to winning during the sports festival (he was aggressive and tried to refuse the medal because he felt he didnt deserve it and was then retraumatized by being chained up and muzzled. his "villainous attitude" was a fucking trauma response, do not tell me otherwise)

was then chained up once again by the LOV after being kidnapped,,, do we see the "retraumatize bkg" theme yet?

"ended all might" (he literally blames himself for all mights retirement because had he just not have been weak, all might wouldve had more time, right?)

my point with all of these is that bakugou has been severely traumatized and has then had his trauma responses (aggression, fight) used to further demonize him. not all people with trauma react the fucking same and the way the fandom just refuses to acknowledge anger as a valid form of trauma response is gross as hell.

moving away from that topic, bakugou has literally never had any actual friends, they all just used him and didn't care about him which absolutely will fuck up a kid, especially one who already has all that other shit going on. bakugou deadass never had a support system or people to help him grow as a person, let alone properly work through his fucking emotions so it's not surprising that he would take out his bullshit on the one person who tried to help him especially considering he saw dekus actions as him thinking he was weak. bakugou was raised to not seek help, he thought somebody strong shouldnt ever need it, so for somebody like deku (who bakugou percieved as weak and helpless already) to offer up help? deku must obviously think bakugou is even weaker than him, what other explanation could their possibly be!

speaking of which, there's his heaps of insecurities that he basically hid by being a twat and bullying others for most of his life. kid was so insecure he bullied deku for fucking years cause he thought deku looked down on him, thought he was better than him, etc. and that only got worse bc his idol then decided to take deku in, train him and even give him his quirk. there's probably some shit im missing but still he's got issues and always has had issues. that being said, he's actually improving and working them out now which is what makes him a really good, interesting character. it's also nice to see a character who is a dick without some tragic backstory (like his backstory is sad but its not the classic "my family was fucking slaughtered and i turned into a raging bitch who murders people" type shit) bc that rarely happens and it's like most assholes don't actually have a story like that they're just assholes lol

now lets talk improvement! lil bitch has been getting better since he got into UA and im so happy abt it!! he had a rough start what with deku suddenly having a quirk and all but like he is really improving now and it highkey shows that bakugou just mostly needed people who 1) didn't constantly praise him and actually criticized him instead 2) actually fucking punished him doing stupid shit and 3) some motherfucking friends

Since going to UA he's gotten actually feedback from teachers about his weaknesses and how to get stronger, he's lost against others, hes been told he has a shit attitude and is a dick, told he should be nicer and leave deku alone, etc etc. He hasn't gotten in trouble too much with teachers but others give him shit for what he does and aizawa has punished him too, while still acknowledging that bakugou is an amazing and dedicated student, something which no one else had done up til that point. and uh???? homie actually has friends who like,,, don't use him and also call him out when he's a dick. like specifically kirishima has done this shit and him and bakugous relationship is clearly very healthy and beneficial for the both of them. makes me feel all happy n shit, ya know

bottom line is: while it is absolutely valid to dislike or even hate bakugou because he is a massively flawed person who has been very cruel to others, villainizing him for the way he acts which in large part seems to be from a lack of guidance, a shitty mother and heavy amounts of trauma, is fucking awful. his actions cannot be fucking excused, he needs to apologize and continue to grow, but he is also a fucking teenager, who is just now being told that the way he acts is unacceptable by people who dont fucking abuse him (and I swear to god if any people who think mitsuki isnt abusive interact with this fucking post I will fullstop hardblock you, I do not fucking care) and actually treat him like a normal person instead of some prodigy child or someone who needs to be fixed.

people are free to debate my points or whatever bc I know some of this stuff is up to interpretation but like. dni if you're just here to say you hate bakugou for xyz reason or that he's irredeemable. also especially dni if you compare him to fucking endeavor yall bitches make me gag.

anyways thxs for the ask anon <33 sorry this is a kinda messy info dump lol

[mizunetzu]

iida 😍😍😍 that’s it that’s the request

LMAO WELL HAVE I GOT THE 3 PART 7K FIC FOR YOU-

Stay tuned y’all, I’m posting all parts + true ending all at once HAHA

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Iida x reader - Iida Tenya’s Imaginary Boyfriend (pt.1)

⚠️Warnings - um...idk but, a teeny weeny bit of ooc Iida bc haha

Pronouns - male, he/him

Part two can be found here!

The true ending can be found here! (Pt.3)

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Tapping your fingers on a surface repeatedly is a past time that Iida found rather irritable. Along with chewing or clicking on pens, bobbling your knee, fumbling with your hands, things like that.

Though, Iida couldn’t help himself from tugging and tapping on the light red watch strapped firmly to his wrist, checking it habitually.

Uraraka eyed Iida as he tiredly rubbed at the bridge of his nose, staring down the black clock hands as they moved too slowly for his liking. “8 more hours till I can see (L/n)-kun again...” he mumbled ever so quietly, pulling his grey sleeve back down.

He drummed his fingers on the side of his desk once more. Uraraka pursed her lips.

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“Ne, Iida-kun, you look sort of...restless, these days. Did something happen?”

Iida looked up from his lunch. He hadn’t realized he was picking at his rice until Midoryia set a hand on his shoulder. He untensed and grasped his chopsticks correctly. “I assure you everything’s..alrig-“

“Who is ‘(L/n)-kun’, Iida?”

Uraraka butt in, both hands clenched and resting on the table. Iida stood silent for a tad too long.

“W-well I heard you mumble something about ‘8 more hours till I can see ‘(L/n)-kun’ again’ in class today a-and I was just wondering-“

“It’s no one you know.” Iidas voice was uncharacteristically dismissive and unstable. Two words that never would be used to describe Iida Tenya.

Iida abruptly rose from his seat. “I apologize. I need to do something.”

He briskly walked towards the exit of the cafeteria. Midoryia watched as he discreetly fumbled with the straps of a light red watch barely hidden by his blazer sleeve. He turned back to the table, to Uraraka and Todoroki.

“What do you think happened to Iida-kun? He barely seems like himself...”

“It’s been like that for about a month now, has it not?” Todoroki tapped on his chin with the butt of his chopsticks. Uraraka sighed.

“think it has something to do with this ‘(L/n)’ person?”

Todoroki shrugged. Midoryia sighed, bringing a forkful of rice into his mouth before stopping. “Actually, I think I remember Iida asking me about someone like, a month ago.”

“Was it ‘(L/n)-kun’?” Todoroki and Uraraka questioned, almost in unison. Midoryia let his fork drop back into his bowl. “I...I’m not sure. I think he was asking me about a name like...Ryota? No...Tadashi? No no, that wasn’t it...”

Midoryia rubbed at his chin, before a name popped into his mouth. “Oh! I remember! He asked me...”

———

“...Midoryia-kun, have you seen (L/n)-kun this morning? I haven’t seen him and he has my Quirk-Law textbook.”

Midoryia looked at Iida like he grew a second head. “...gomen, who?

It was Iida’s turn to look confused. He stopped eating his breakfast and faced Midoryia fully. “...(L/n)-kun. (L/n) (Y/n)?”

“Theres no one here named that, Iida-kun...” Midoryia awkwardly gulped down his water, filling his mouth to prevent him from accidentally saying something harsh. He wasn’t sure if he was in the wrong, or Iida was just plain on delusional.

Iida pursed his lips and turned to Uraraka, Tsuyu, and Todoroki. Perhaps Midoryia was just feeling a bit amnesic. Plus, (Y/n) was real close with Uraraka, even if it was slightly to close for his liking. So, she was bound to be able to answer Iidas inklings, right?

“Uraraka-kun, surely you’ve seen (L/n)-kun this morning, am I wrong? A-and what about you, Tsuy-I mean Tsu-chan. Todoroki-kun.”

All three of them gave him the same look of disarray Midoryia had gave him. Tsuyu shook her head while Todoroki grunted out a “no.” Uraraka pitifully set a hand on Iidas shoulder.

“Iida, are you feeling alright? There’s no one here named ‘(L/n)’...”

“Sure there is!” Iida was starting to get a little frazzled. Is this some kind of sick joke? If it was, he’d be willing to laugh it off right now. Surely any second, (L/n) would come running down, claiming he overslept and scarf down his breakfast. Where was he? He was waiting.

One by one, everyone surrounding Iida started to oogle at him, watching as their level headed class rep unraveled at the seams. “W-why must you all look at me like I’m crazy! Have you all forgotten about your own classmate?!”

Iida cursed himself for raising his voice. He let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding while Yaoyorozu silently counted all the people eating breakfast.

“...19...20. Yeah, no, everyone’s here. All 20. We have not forgotten anyone, Iida-san.”

Iida grit his teeth, a wave of worry piercing down his spine. “20? You can’t have counted 20 in this class if you have not counted (L/n)-kun!”

Everyone copied the look of confusion Iidas friends made. He broke into a cold sweat, grasping at the corners of the table. “(L/n)! (H/c) hair? (E/c) eyes? Accidentally stepped on Bakugou-kuns toe and had to be sent to the nurses office last week?”

People murmured and shook their heads amongst themselves. Some with genuine confusion and others with plain worry. Iida’s lost it, is what their probably thinking.

Iida stammered. “H-how can-“

“Iida-chan, don’t you think we would’ve known if we forgot someone? And don’t you think it’s weird we all collectively forgot this person you’re talking about? Sorry to say, Iida-chan, but this (L/n) person most likely isn’t real. Or we just don’t know him, kero.”

Iida opened his mouth to say something. Tsuyu looked at him with her blank stare, before subtly gesturing to everyone else with her head. He looked around the table.

Everyone either nodded tentatively or downcast their eyes as to mask their pitiful agreement. Everyone seemed to silently agree with her. Iida was stunned into submission.

He scrambled out of his seat. His voice cracked in disbelief. This was a joke. It had to be. “I-I’m going to go wake him up. He’s...he’s probably still sleeping. That’s all. You all are just being delusional.”

He walked as calmly as he could away from the common room, but once he turned the corner, he started sprinting. He hiked up the fabric of his pants over his calves as he ran, running up the stairs next to the elevator. The elevator would’ve took too long.

Running up to the fourth floor, he skidded to a halt in-front of (Y/n’s) dorm. Iida’s hand went up to grasp the doorknob, before hesitating and letting it rest flaccidly on the handle.

“(L/n)-kun?” Nothing was heard or called from inside the room. He really is a heavy sleeper. Iida swallowed the growing lump in his throat. Why was he so nervous?

Outside (Y/n’s) room, he knocked gently on the frame of the door. His voice wavered. “(L/n)!”

There’s no response.

“(Y/n)-kun!”

Nothing.

He really didn’t want to enter his room like this. It was a breach of privacy. What if he was just changing? No, if he were changing he could’ve surely heard him knock and call out his name. He has to be asleep.

He really left him no choice. Iida gently opened the door.

“...(y/-“

White.

He was face to face with an white, blank, empty room. The supplementary provided curtains were drawn closed and there was dust gathering around the bare floorboards. There was no trace of the dimly lit room, with papers strewn across the wooden desk and a bed that was never folded or made. There was no trace of the oddly sweet smell that came from his room, that never really bothered anyone, but no one ever knew was caused it.

There was no trace of (L/n) (Y/n).

Iida felt his knees buckle from underneath him. His legs promptly folded together, his engines digging into the skin of thighs. His jaw went slack. He heard footsteps echoing closer, eventually dying out with the assumption that that someone was behind him. He felt uneasy. He felt like throwing up.

“Iida...?” Uraraka’s voice was soft, like treading on thin ice. He heard Yaoyorozu hum softly, worry lacing her vocal cords. He panned his head slowly towards them, not wanting to look at the blank room once filled with life anymore.

“He’s...gone.”

“‘He’ was never here, Iida-San” Yaoyorozu crouched down, tucking her elbows in. “Do you need to talk to a professional...?”

“No! I need to speak with (L/...” Iida’s voice trailed off. There was no point in fighting a losing battle. He knew Uraraka and Yaoyorozu wouldn’t believe him. No one seemed to.

“...most likely...”

———

Uraraka’s eyes widened. “I...I remember that!”

Midoryia shoveled some food into his mouth. “Yeah, he seemed really out of it since then. He didn’t even notice when Kaminari-kun cheated on last weeks quiz.”

“Don’t you think it’s odd he still hasn’t gotten over this person even after a month? Iida isn’t the type to dwell on things. Whoever this (L/n) person is, he’s obviously important to him in some way.” Todoroki slurped up more of his soba. Midoryia and Uraraka silently agreed.

“Well-Deku said it himself-this person isn’t real!” Uraraka knitted her eyebrows together, slumping back in her chair. “And even if we tried asking Iida, he’ll probably blow us off again...”

“Still...he got me curious...I wonder what ‘(L/n)-kun’ looks like...”

Midoryia’s ears perked up. He shuffled around in his pockets, fishing out his phone and booting up a search engine. Typing vigorously, Todoroki and Uraraka leaned over the table and across his shoulder to see what he was typing. His screen turned pink, displaying a website.

“M-My mom was talking about this place a few days ago...I-we could get some information out of Iida-if he lets us take him-and know what (L/n)-kun looks like-!”

The bell rang, cutting Midoryia off promptly. He saved the address down in his notes, sending the web address to his two friends and pocketing his phone once more. Todoroki set his tray on top of the trash can, dusting off his blazer.

“It’s decided. We’ll go after afternoon classes. I’ll go get a permission slip from Mr Aizawa to leave campus. I trust you two can convince Iida to come along?”

Midoryia and Uraraka nodded. It was a plan.

———

The four stood in front of a small corner shop, it’s sign looking like it was made of cheap plastic, with the words “Art through words” written in dark pink cursive.

It was very off putting, but it had been gaining popularity through social media and other networking apps. Apparently it’s very popular with people who lost a loved one or police looking for a sketch of a villain.

“I...still don’t see why you two requested my presence he-“

“We just wanna know something.” Was all Uraraka said. Midoryia and Todoroki had a firm grip on each of Iidas shoulder blades, shoving him in through the narrow door while Uraraka strut in happily.

The doorbell gave a small jingle. A pale, soft-eyed woman looked up from her desk, her reddish-pink lips quirking up into a soft smile. Her wavy blond hair flowed as she stood up from her chair, leaning over the receptionist desk and resting her elbows on the surface.

“I take it you must be ‘Izuku’. Thank you for calling earlier.”

Midoryia hummed. The lady smiled warmly, leaving her desk to lead them to a door. “Well, follow me, kids. Sorry, my receptionist is on break-I don’t want you to think I’m some sort of scam arti-“

“No no, we’ve seen you around on videotube...and your quirk is amazing...”

“I’m sorry, may I ask who and what we are doing here?”

Everyone turned to Iida. The woman smiled gently, taking a seat behind a sketchbook propped up by an easel. The 4 took a seat across from her, sinking down into a pink couch. “I apologize. Let me give you my formal greeting.”

“My name is Kaitekina Byouga. I can illustrate anything someone describes with complete accuracy, as long as you aren’t lying about your description.” Iida pursed his lips.

“My business usually caters towards people who lose loved ones, so it’s strange to see such...young teenagers in my studio,”

Iida stiffened. He finally caught on. ‘Lost loved one’. It was obvious. He supressed a pointed glare at his friends, choosing to adjust his glasses instead.

“Alright,” Kaitekina flipped open her sketchbook, setting it back down on the easel. “Who’s going to describe something to me?”

Everyone gestured at Iida.

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Hahaha suffer

[bakugoukatsuki-rising]

I'm. The new covers, op. The new covers. Gosh. Both of them hold so much symbolism. And technically they both are canon, they are both original ideas that could perfectly be valid. Horikoshi simply found something better. But anyways, I'm going to go ahead and ramble about it because Im- Op, prepare for a long ask! Hope you like it!

So!

On the one where Katsuki's the one in the picture, he's not on his knees like he is in the other two covers. Instead, he has his face down, body forward, one hand on one leg, the other one holding out for something...He's bowing. Bowing in Japanese culture is a pretty big deal. Hes not just tilting his head a bit, his head and body are on full on commitment.

Such a tilted bow means a LOT, specially from THIS guy, Mr dont let anyone walk in front of me. Even more when hes not just bowing, but accepting such an open display of given help, Mr shonen anime lone wolf. Accepting something he always has trouble admitting to. Accepting the past, accepting the wrongs. Accepting Izukus help means so much, and that's what these three covers have in common.

His hand is sctretching out. He's ready to say yes to that hand out in the air.

(Ps. I wonder if he's watching his own reflection on the water in this panel, as well?)

Hes in middle of the picture with those childhood friend at the back, which means audience. It means letting people see what hes done, what he's sorry for. He is being open and exposed and vulnerable. That's no fighting stance.

Remember guys, in case you haven't noticed before, Horikoshi puts lots of metaphorical value in his manga and on his covers. Sometimes you've got to dig in deep and think to get the bigger picture. And in this case, the bigger picture screams regret and wanting to make things right from the start.

This cover occurs in the past, at the moment where everything started, and Katsuki fully remembers this. Katwuki has thought of this, is thinking about this. He's had eye bags for gods sake, he's clearly troubled by all of what it means.

These three covers are the visual explanation of what's going on inside Katsuki's head, because this is clearly focused on him and his perspective.

(Ps. Rivers symbolise the massage of time. If that doesnt add to everything else, I dont know what to tell you.)

So! Next!

Wow, if this isnt one of my favourite things ever. Okay. Christ.

I have two options here. Scratch that, three options. Scream into the void, scream into this post, or actually make a good presentation of my inner turmoil. I'll have to go by the third option. (Haha. Just like horikoshi did. Dont # me, I'm funny in my head.)

This cover melted my insides, froze them all over, and hit me with them like a hammer.

I know they're kids, but let me get this straight-so kids seriously look at their friends with these looks in their eyes and think "ah, yes. This is my very good friend. This gentle smile and kind look I'm giving him as if he was my whole world? Well, hes just a very good friend."

I looked at my childhood crush this way, I dont know what to tell you.

Anyway, let's actually jump to the information at hand.

This panel seems like it's making a reference to what Katsuki wishes could have been. And if that's not absolutely soul-crushing...this cover is Katsuki's feelings, guys. These are probably his very thoughts. This scene has gone through Katsuki's head at some point.

We've got Izuku in his stuck up pose all over again, in just an awkward angle. It's like katsuki isnt looking AT this katsuki right now, but at the spot where the actual past Katsuki, at some point, was. As if this Isuku is frozen in time. Dont believe too much in this paragraph, I still have my doubts about that, but I feel it's a possibility. Izukus eyes seem to be focused on the water, while Katsuki is just the tiniest bit back, reaching for Izukus hand. And gosh.

I dont think I've ever seen older NOR child Katsuki have this look plasted into his face before. He's...sheepish. Kindly, awkwardly sheepish. No hate, no anger, no shame, no nothing. His face is clear and sweet and has this "Whoops. You got me. But thanks." kind of expression on.

The hand behind his head, just the tiniest but embarassed? That little smile? It's all so soft.

Rambling about softness though- I really liked the hand scene in this particular panel. If you close up your view, you realise that theres no effort to pull anyone out of nowhere. In this panel, they are simply holding hands in frozen time for no purpose at all.

Katsuki has his hand around Izuku...simply holding there.

Again, because the angle is awkward, it's kind of messy, but you get the point.

It's all simply beautiful. Horikoshi clean likes give me life.

And lastly. The actual cover.

I screeched so hard when I saw this. My first instinct when seeing this for the first time was to straight up go trigger happy fingers and write about it to my friends. Christ.

Everything is so...SOft. horikoshi made a good decision by mixing both previous drawings in one. We have parts of the two covers in one, which is amazing. In this one, Katsuki isnt alone, as Izuku's there too. But we dont have the audience either. Probably because the main focus on this panel is no one else except them two.

Again, Katsuki looks like he's bowing, but instead of looking all the way down, he's in the middle. Not looking at Izuku nor looking at the ground, like it shows in the previous covers. Instead, Horikoshi found a middle ground. He's looking at his hand. At the gesture.

Hes not holding hands quite yet, but his hand is there. At arms reach. Not close enough but there. Wanting.

Theres so much regret and again, softness.

Again, like you Op said a bit bad, the angle is off here. This is present Katsuki remembering his past. The angle is off because this Izuku isnt holding out for our Katsuki. This is a memory. A wish. Katsuki's wish.

(Ps. Izukus trousers drenched in the rivers water. This detail was so nice. It's a subtle action that describes Izukus characterization so much. Izuku went in the river with Katsuki in mind, not caring if he got his clothes soaked in the process too. For Izuku, only Katsuki was there. And for Katsuki, only Izuku is.

As a plus, I can't believe the cover of this is literally called Bakugou Katsuki rising. They named the entire thing after that one chapter. Actually, I very much, totally believe it. It's the moment so many people have been waiting for, after all. The moment so many scenes have been amounting for, little by little.

*dreamy sigh*

Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed this little thing, I had to get it out of my system and dont want to bother my dear friends anymore than needed.

Have a good day, OP! I'll stay updated!

You kinda just...took my heart and curb stomped it, not gonna lie. Your observations are so beautiful and so accurate. The sketch with little Bakugou taking Izuku’s hand is so...raw, and yeah, that expression is definitely one of love. Those eyes, the way he is HOLDING Izuku’s hand, not TAKING it. He isn’t taking it to stand up, he is literally just...holding it. 

That isn’t the way you take someone’s hand when you’re trying to pull yourself up. It’s an awkward angle and just...wouldn’t work right. No, he is literally just holding his hand, and that’s exactly what Bakugou wishes he did all that time ago. He wishes that he not only took Deku’s hand, but held onto it. Held it as if it were something precious, something to be cared for and protected. 

These are Bakugou’s true feelings expressed in these drawings, and I think Horikoshi released them on purpose, to show us more of what he wanted Bakugou to be feelings through all of this. Since after all, we know that Bakugou expresses himself in action, not so much words. And because Horikoshi is an absolute genius, he thought to give us these other glimpses in how he feels through these actions. 

And the other sketch with him bowing his body to Izuku, and the way the log looks like it’s on his back with his ‘friends’ on top of it. 

The pressure of needing to be the coolest, the strongest, the best. Those kids put that kind of pressure on him, even if they never realized it. They encouraged his behavior and fed his ego, and it never allowed him to see how he was wrong. But now he is realizing it, and he is bowing himself in light of that acknowledgement. He is lowering his head and putting his pride away, so he can get back what he lost all those years ago; the opportunity to take Izuku’s hand.

To take the hand of the only one of those kids that ever loved him unconditionally. Who never pressured him or expected him to be invincible. Who saw all of his flaws and was completely prepared to support him despite all of it. The only one. 

I’m just a mess over all of this, and I am so incredibly thankful to Horikoshi for creating this beautiful relationship. AND IN A SHOUNEN MANGA, NONETHELESS!!  

Thank you friend, for your beautiful thoughts. I think they’re spot on, and I am so emotional all over again because of this. 

[polyamorous-selfinserts]

thinking about...me + the ua class going to the mall or smthing and some villain is doing some wack shit or something...we have our provisional licenses so we engage but her quirk is like, being able to broadcast people’s greatest fears or some shit and we mostly get civilians out of the way while we wait for the pros, but i get hit with her quirk and suddenly everyone in the room can see what’s inside my head and ,,,,

tw: death/trauma/blood/fire (not really graphic but)

ismkkdsm idk man just,,, my boys just seeing how afraid i am of loosing them and how much it scares me that they’ll leave me,,,mr. aizawa seeing a projected form of himself call me a failure,,, katsuki + kiri watching a dream-like image of them laughing at my crying form as they ask me why i would ever think we would love you? you’re useless, charlie. you can’t even keep your feelings straight, fucking sl*t, what? you think we would want to date a wh*re like you?

todoroki seeing himself as the #1 hero, but it’s wrong because he looks like his father and i’m there but i look so hollow and he knows it’s because i’m afraid that trying to become the #1 will strip him of his humanity.

izuku watching his dream-form fall to the ground, all for one killing him in hundred of different ways and i’m screaming, so so much because i don’t - i can’t handle the pain of loosing him and iida watches me face him in battle and i have to beat him, because he’s killed people, but i love him like a brother and

there are other fears, too, ones that feature all too familiar faces: there’s two of dabi, one of him laughing, his flames flickering as he burns a city to the ground, and another of me clutching his lifeless body, he’s just a kid.

red feathers whip around another version of me, as i beg hawks, please, just listen, we can get you safe, i promise- and he’s there again, but his wings are in the grip of a nameless foe, who pulls and pulls and hawks is screaming.

and eri disappears into purple mist, and there’s, mirio, bleeding and there’s so much blood, and hes holding tamaki’s hand but his eyes are so dim and tamaki is sobbing, but he’s dying now too- and there are bodies everywhere, and it’s all myfaultmyfault you did this charlie it’s your fault

- and the pros arrive, and all they see is me, and i’m just sobbing on the floor and everyone else looks so horrified, and theres really nothing they can do -

fatgum picks me up and all i can do is sob because i can see him and hes dead, they all are.

momo tries to explain what happened to the police, but she can barely get it out through her sobbing - because she’s just seen herself die a thousand ways and she can still hear my screams of her name, and she’ll wake up for nights after words in a cold sweat, my begging for her to keep her eyes open, come on momo stay with me ringing in her ears -

midorya is still making sure the civilians are okay, but his face is wet with tears and he tries to smile, but it hurts.

they won’t let anyone into my hospital room because the quirk hasn’t worn off yet and there’s nothing they can do. i lay there for three days, seeing my friends die over and over and over again, and i loose my voice after the first day but the doctors and nurse will never be able to forget the screams, the begging for it to stop.

i wake up from forced sleep, and the quirk is gone, yes, but. can still see them.

bakugou is the first to see me, and he can’t even get out a word before he’s clutching me to his chest, so, so tight and he calls me a dumbass but i know what he means is that he loves me and, he won’t let me go until kiri bursts into the room, panting because the elevator was full so i took the stairs, but we’re on the ninth floor. and then kiri is telling me he loves me and he’s crying and then katsuki is crying, but shut up shitty hair, no i’m not, and i love them so much, and i can barely get a word out but they know, they know. todoroki comes later, and he’s calmer, but he sits in the hospital bed and holds my hands and he kisses me and he brought me soba, because i must be hungry, and i laugh, golden dream-dust falling from my hair, the dust is produced by my quirk but it still makes todoroki sneeze as it gets on his face and i laugh at his face and i’m happy, because i love them, but i also hate soba so i just force him to eat mine and he protests, but hospital food is actually pretty good so i just eat my jello and yeah, we’re broken, but it’s okay because we’re broken together

the dekusquad shows up on my last day in the hospital, and deku apologizes so much because he’s late but it’s okay because they’re there and iida is awkward, and it’s okay because tsu makes me laugh about how she’s glad mineta wasnt hanging out with us that day, otherwise he’d be complaining about how he didn’t feature in my fears and, yeah, that is funny.

i wake up at home to a rapping on the window, red wigs blocking out the light from the streets, and somebody recorded the whole thing i guess and the police confiscated it, but the commission thought it would be good to prepare hawks if he had to encounter this villain, and he’s crying now because he’s so sorry, kid, i wish i could’ve been there, could’ve protected you, you shouldn’t have to see that, and i’m just hugging him because yeah, i have an inkling of his involvement with the lov but i still love him and i just want him to be safe, and he’s crying in his dumb way and i fall asleep a few hours later, his wings covering me as he hums in a way that reminds me of a songbird.

i go back to school, and mirio and tamaki stop me before class and they hug me and they don’t know exactly what happened but they can see the way i tremble when i walk, something usually well hidden, and mirio is smiling and tamaki is so red when i tell them i love them but i do.

the room is silent when i get into class - the people who weren’t there already know what happened, and i sit at my desk - up front, in the middle, because that’s the only row with five desks - and i try to smile and everyone is quiet at first but denki comes over and he wraps his arms around me, and he was there, but he and jirou were off in a different store and he’s sorry that they weren’t there to help, but it’s okay i tell him, it’s okay, and then the whole class is in tears, and if mr. aizawa doesn’t quiet us down when class starts, instead waiting for everyone to settle down on their own, then nobody says anything. he pulls me aside before english, which is fine because i really should be taking japanese classes instead, and his gruff voice seems softer, and yeah, he can be tough but you’re a good kid charlie, and you are not, and will never be a failure. what ever you do with your life, i will always be proud of you and i’m crying a little bit and he hugs me and yeah, you know what, maybe a family can just be an exhausted dad and his twenty one dumb kids, and i’ve never felt more at home and if i start to call him dad on accident, and he doesn’t correct me, then that’s nobody’s business but mine, and i’ve got bigger things to deal with.

it’s night when dabi shows up, i’m at the pharmacy refilling my prescription and he pulls me aside as i’m coming out, his hands surprisingly gentle as we walk a few blocks away, and i’m not afraid - not of him. and he doesn’t say much but the league found the villian and yeah, we’re supposed to be enemies but if tomura let toga have a bit too much time with her, then maybe he was just feeling generous. and it’s dumb, yeah, because we’ll have to fight eventually, and no one is going to pull their punches, but no body would think that dustyhands_8 was anything but my online friend, and so what if we play minecraft together? it’s not like we put our beds together or anything.

just,,,i love my dumb chaotic family

[mywritingandramblings]

She was a Raging Ocean

So here is a big little thing I wrote.

Her first memory of using her quirk was bitter.

Ochako was four when she first discovered her quirk. She activated it on a red ball she was playing with and she immediately threw up. On her hands and knees she looked skyward at the ball floating far away. She couldn’t move until it left the atmosphere, but even after she was still. With her stomach tied in every direction and her small body shaking Ochako wondered if she too would disappear. Sometimes she catches herself looking skyward for something lost. She wonders how many things she’ll lose.

Katsuki first memory with his quirk was accidentally blowing up a mailbox. His mom was furious but the children of the neighborhood were amazed. He had never felt such pain and violence flowing through him and it gripped at his hands and left him paralyzed. The other children were amazed and he was proud.

She buries herself in hero training after the incident with the yakuza. Nothing is enough to fill the emptiness in her stomach that screams if only she did something different. She catches Bakugo during his nightly training, but they both have a quiet acceptance to leave eachother alone. She thinks somewhere inside he might understand the feeling she’s trying to bury.

The next time she faces the league of villans she feels prepared. She’s furious that the man that can destroy tried to touch Deku and she grabs bakugou by the shoulder and screams for him to throw her and he doesn’t hesitate as she activates her quirk on herself and flings her towards the enemy. She surprises him as she catapults full of rage into his side. She’s quickly pulled away by Sero’s tape as he screams how crazy that stunt was what if he touched you, but she couldn’t care in the moment she just needs this feeling to go away like she’s drowning and falling at the same time and maybe if she punches enough it’ll disappear. The man looks her in the eyes for the first time and she’s never hated someone yet understood them all at once. Did he feel the same thing as her. That ocean roaring inside.

“I’ll be coming for you”

They disappear

He said it to the crowd, but she has an inkling it was directed towards her.

Bakugou scowls and grabs Ochako by the shoulder “Don’t pull stupid stunts like that. You’re smarter than that.”

Ochako’s cheeks flush, but she doesn’t have time to dissect the new emotion that lays atop the other ones swirling violently inside of her.

The next time the league of villans show up is when she’s alone and she knows the truth of his statement. They catch her after she had been doing training of floating train cars leaving her quirk exhausted. On the empty railroad tracks she fights, but Dabi puts up a ring of fire and Himiko keeps attacking with her knife and Ochako has never felt more tired in her life. Shigaki is standing on the sidelines and she swears he would be smirking under that disgusting hand. His eyes loom over her whispering the answer the sinking feeling surrounding her.

Theres a shot and through the fire Bakugo comes running . He’s wearing civilian clothes so his blasts are more condensed but he quickly distracts Himiko. Shigaki steps towards Ochako’s heaving body

That’s enough

She knows whats going to happen next. She starts running towards Bakugou. Until she’s crashing into his back

“Watch it” He yells but as he turns he sees her body fading away’ URaraka”

She disappears. He pulls the object she had stuffed down his belt. It was a tracking watch.

Katsuki had never felt more sick in his life.

She had known this would happen.

He goes to the school and finds Aizawa sensei they go to the principal. Heros are called meetings are set up to try and locate her. No one else is told. Katsuki is furious. She had brought it up to the faculty and they had told her their would be no reason she would be taken. They had pushed away her fears to the point that she kept a tracking device on her. Things he had noticed about her started to make sense. She had started to frequent the late night gym at UA where he found solace. She seemed to be working harder than her usual self and he would bet it was because of this.

He wouldn’t tell anyone but he also had started to catch her floating on the roof. It was another place he frequented after the kidnap. He went there to cool off and to be alone. The first time she came storming up there he was about to yell at her but she quickly activated her quirk on herself and pushed upwards. He was mesmerized by her flight upwards. Slowly cascading against gravity. He just began to wonder how she planned to come down when she released her quirk and began free falling. She let it go on until she was extremely close to the roof and then activated her quirk again and floated down. It was terrifying to watch and yet breathtaking. Bakugou was always propelling himself around with his quirk but he could never get that level of control over his own flight. It started to become a habit catching her floating and falling. He knew it wasn’t a training excercise but didn’t think it was his place to ask about it.

Now he wished he had. The tracking device didn’t work until she had been gone a week. Then it popped on and everyone went into action. Bakugou was only allowed to go because it was the only way to keep him shut from the classmates who believed she was visiting family.

Uraraka had been put somewhere underground. Shigaki came by often and he was the only one. She tried to escape but every attempt was stopped by him.

“Have you figured it out yet?”

“Stop talking in riddles.”

He took her hand and cut along her pads.

“It’s a shame this won’t stop your quirk, and I don’t think you’ll join us, but you really don’t have another choice” Ochako would spit and gnaw at him until he would stop touching her. She hated how it made her feel. Like she was drowning in her quirk. He would try and convince her that her family would thrive and that the world didn’t need heroes but choas and lots of it, but she would tune him out and think about free falling on the roof of UA. How full it made her feel.

It took her a week to find a way out of the underground hide out. Shigaki was there when she reached the surface, but she knew it was only a matter of time before people came for her. She knew Bakugou would be there.

“You’ve made the wrong choice.”

“Is this the part where you monologue at me because I’m really done with that villain cliche”

“No this is the part where I kill you.” He reached out to her and she activated her quirk on herself to float out of reach, but he disappeared and reappeared behind her. His hand slide around her throat and grasped.

“My quirk is pure destruction. I give and end to things, but as you can see it doesn’t work on you when your using your quirk.” She started struggling against his grasp until she pushed herself away and was floating higher up. “You’re my foil. The perfect enemy for me well until I become something else. I was excited to meet the person destined to destroy me, but all I found was you. Deku is a better option then that. You’re just hollow.”

She felt like she was going to hurl. She released her quirk and tried to keep her composure

“That’s why it makes you so sick to use your quirk because even your body is rejecting what you put inside of it. Your quirk doesn’t make things float it makes them into nothing just an afterimage. That’s why I can’t destroy them and that’s why you’ll have to die.”

Ochako can’t see the black portal opening behind her or the knife being stabbed in her back but she did something reckless anyways and plunged her hands together and activated her quick causing the knife to miss her heart but only just. She toppled over as Shigaki whispers “Hey at least you can fly now.” And she wants to cry. How can he know that ever since she saw that red ball float away she felt empty. Every time she made herself float she felt like drowning and it was only those pure moments of falling that she felt real. Now she has a knife right under her heart and she wonders if she should just float herself up and up until she too disappears.

Bakugou’s voice is the thing that brings her back