#tears in my togachako eyes

[hmyrine]

this is my way of coping

[escaping-peril12]

NO WAYY DUOLINGO DID A TOGACHAKO REFERENCE?!??!?

[ratmansbrainrot]

Do you guys remember that one comment that was like “he painted a picture of his love and realised he forgot some of their features” or smth because I was thinking about togachako and then I remembered that comment and do you guys think Ochako learned to paint because she didn’t want to forget what Himiko’s smile looked like :)

[mangoxanax]

i should probably try to write again but idk who to write for 🙁🙁 i might jus do something togachaco idkkk

[dailytogachako]

togachako is so canon, it's not even a joke anymore

[robilover]

CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW MAJESTIC OCHAKO LOOKS IN THE LEAKS??? (don’t mind him)

I’d LOVE to believe that ochako has a sleeper build because look at HER ARMS.

tears in my togachako eyes💔

and ochako grew TALLER LIKE HELLOOOO I’m so in love with her my pretty pretty woman

[ymir-is-jesus]

Tears in my Togachako eyes

I wanted to draw a universe in which Ochako wakes up in Toga's arms and realize it was all just a terrible dream.

This was always supposed to be a light, fluffy art but then I thought something didn't feel right. I guess you can't take the doomed yuri out of togachako 🙃

[starlitbun]

Can't Keep My Hands Off

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugo x Izuku Midoriya

Synopsis: Katsuki is clingy, and Izuku is down bad. That is it. They are in love, and I will stand by that.

Disclaimers: not rly any, just pure fluff, they kiss, pro hero!Kats, teacher!Izuku, just smth short and cute

w/c -> 1.8k

Note -> i know i said togachako would be next. I'm working on the editing which is taking much longer than expected. I promise it'll be out soon...

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Katsuki Bakugo, contrary to popular belief, is very clingy. Possibly the clingest person Izuku has ever had the pleasure of meeting and what a pleasure it is. This clinginess wasn’t always displayed in the way normal people would display this type of affection. I mean Izuku grew up with the guy and only slightly experienced this when they were kids. At age 5 the two would constantly run side by side with their hands tightly interlocked and if Izuku pulled his hand away? Little 5-year-old Katsuki's eyes would fill with tears seconds from falling until Izuku would place his hand back where it belonged. 

As the pair grew older and more distant, Izuku found himself craving for his physical affection. Katsuki never stopped being physical, but the affection did cease much to Izuku’s dismay. Instead of affectionately holding onto his hand, Katsuki would aggressively hold his shoulder while threats spilled from his lips, but after the war, everything changed. 

After the near-death experience, the two had undeniably become much closer. Even though their relationship was better than in previous years, the war brought them together in ways many people didn’t seem possible. But Izuku did. He knew this was the real Katsuki. His Kacchan. Once they reached their third year the two were inseparable. Always glued at the hip, bouncing ideas off the other, only ever trained with the other and only relying on the other. No one could cause them to separate, not even Aizawa himself could make the two be far without one pouting and whining about it. And when they finally confessed and started dating? God were they insufferable. The constant touching somehow managed to become more frequent and Katsuki’s clinginess skyrocketed. Standing in Ground Beta waiting for instruction? Katsuki's finger would be holding onto Izuku’s belt loop. Cooking in the kitchen for the rest of their classmates? Katsuki would demand that Izuku be plopped onto the kitchen counter yapping his ear off. Movie night in the dorms? Izuku was sat right in between Katsuki’s legs. Now at 20, the poor green-haired boy could not escape Katsuki’s constant need for touching. Since living together once they graduated the two have grown accustomed to expecting the other there when patrol ended, and the one-time Izuku wasn’t? All hell broke loose.  .................…….....................<3..............................……………

Katsuki was exhausted from the long grueling day of patrolling with one dumbass villain after the next. It was roughly 8 pm by the time he trudged through the door of his and Izuku’s shared apartment, wanting nothing more than to just lay on the couch with his boyfriend. Maybe order takeout because he really wasn’t in the mood for cooking and Izuku could not be trusted in the kitchen. Having showered and changed back at Best Jeanists agency, he walked straight to their shared bedroom looking for Izuku when he didn’t greet him at the door.

“Gone all damn day and you can’t even greet me at the door,” the blonde grumbled as he pushed the bedroom door open to be welcomed to absolutely nothing. Furrowing his brows in confusion, Katsuki walks back out into the main area before calling out Izuku’s name a few times for the response to be silent. Now the apartment wasn’t exactly huge so Izuku should be able to hear Katsuki’s voice but just to be sure, he started walking around and quite literally checking every nook and crevice. With each spot left empty and Izuku-less, Katsuki’s mood progressively soured until he was fuming. Huffing annoyingly, Katsuki pulls out his phone and immediately dials Izuku’s number only to be sent straight to voicemail. 

“What the actual fuck,” disbelief laced his tone as he stared back at the phone with pure disgust. Brushing it off as a faulty call, Katsuki dials again only to get sent to voicemail yet again.

“Oh, this fucker wants to fuck around, huh?” When the third and fourth calls get him the same response he is about ready to chuck his phone into the nearest wall that just so happens to have Izuku’s All Might collection displayed. He cranks his arm back just as the front door opens and a sweet voice carries through the air.

“Kacchan? What are you doing?”

Katsuki turns, blinks a few times, then, “Where the fuck have you been?”

Izuku holds up a bag of takeout, shrugging his shoulders, “I knew you were coming home late so I figured you didn't want to cook so I bought your favorite spicy noodles. Are you aiming at my All Might collection? You know after patrolling all day you should take it easy for your heart…” Izuku breaks out into his infamous mumbling about ‘Kacchan needing to take better care of himself’ while staring directly at Katsuki.

Katsuki drops his arm, his phone slipping from his grasp and hitting the floor with a dull thud. His voice is rough when he mutters out a gruff, “No,” before striding toward Izuku with purpose. Before Izuku can react, Katsuki snatches the bag from his grip and tosses it onto the kitchen counter. Confusion flickers across Izuku’s face, his lips parting as if to question— When Katsuki grabs his face, fingers firm against his jaw, and yanks him forward. Their lips collide, rough and desperate, a clash of heat and unspoken words. The air crackles between them as Izuku’s breath stutters, his hands instinctively gripping Katsuki’s shirt. For a moment, time narrows down to the press of their mouths, the taste of urgency, and Katsuki pulls Izuku deeper into the kiss. The two meld together, desperately grasping at the other. Katsuki breaks the kiss leaning back and simply staring as Izuku’s mouth opens and closes in shock before breathlessly speaking.

“Wh-what was that for?” 

Katsuki shrugs, drops his hands to Izuku’s waist before pulling him closer and responding, “You didn’t give me my ‘welcome home’ kiss so I took matters into my own hands.”

“Kacchan, I was getting food!” Izuku sputters, face impossbly red. 

“Doesn’t change what I said from being true.” 

Izuku takes a step back shaking his head fondly before Katsuki steps forwards into his space yet again wrapping his arms tightly around Izuku’s waist. 

Katsuki shoves his face into the space between Izuku’s neck and shoulder before muttering, “Stop moving so damn much.”

Izuku, quite used to this behavior, simply huffs as he wraps his arms around Katsuki’s shoulders, burying one hand in his hair and softly scratching. The two stand in the dim lighting of their living area for a while just holding each other in silence until Izuku breaks it.

“Kacchan, the food will get cold…” Izuku slightly tugs at Katsuki’s hair only geting a grunt in response and the boy tightening his arms.

“Kacchan’s not gonna respond now?” Izuku teases while placing a barely there kiss on the side of his head. Katsuki groans before pulling his head up and giving Izuku a nasty glare. He rolls his eyes, looks towards the food then lets go of Izuku to only grab his hand and start pulling him to the couch. 

“Kacchan–”

“We can reheat it. How was teaching?” Katsuki softly speaks now standing in font of the couch. 

“Well I mean I guess–”

“Wait,” once again cutting Izuku off, Katsuki shoves him onto the couch, “Lay down.”

Izuku, slightly perplexed leans back, lifts his legs and lays down and lifts his eyebrow up at Katsuki. Katsuki looks down at him, nods in approval climbing on top of Izuku receiving a cheeky grin from the shorter boy. Katsuki smushes his hand into Izuku’s face effectively wiping the grin off it.

“Hey!” Izuku sputters, sitting up meeting Katsuki who was perched in his lap with his arms crossed, “What was that for?”

Izuku wraps his arms around Katsuki’s waist staring up at him waiting for an answer. Katsuki grumbles before tossing an arm over Izuku’s shoulder while the other tucks under his chin lifting his head higher. Katuki tilts his head closer, Izuku’s eyes darting down to his lips in return until the two are mere centimeters apart. Their lips brush before Katsuki pulls back completely to shove Izuku back down.

“That stupid ass look on your face was what that was for, dumbass.”

“Kacchan!” Izuku whined out with a pout gracing his features, “Why are you so mean?”

“I can be meaner.”

Izuku simply rolls his eyes before reaching up and grabbing ahold of Katsuki by the back of his neck. He pulls Katsuki closer until he has to brace an arm on the side of Izuku’s head to keep himself up. Katsuki raises an eyebrow in question when Izuku lifts his head up to connect their lips once again. Slowly their lips move together as Katsuki lowers himself completely on top of Izuku, tracing a hand up his chest to the side of his face. Izuku hums in delight, tilting his head and sliding a hand up from Katsuki’s neck to his hair before tugging on it gently. A soft groan escapes Katsuki’s throat before breaking the kiss. Izuku grinned at Katsuki, leaning up to place a soft quick kiss on his lips and nose before laying down completely. Katsuki fondly rolled his eyes, scooting down to rest his head on top of Izuku’s chest. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes before muttering something Izuku couldn’t understand. 

“Kacchan, I can’t hear you. Repeat it?” prompted Izuku as he massaged Katsuki’s scalp.

“Just talk. About teaching, hero charts, I don’t care.”

Izuku smiled softly before taking a breath and going into meticulous detail about his own work day. Even though there are times where Izuku found himself not really wanting to talk about his day of teaching when Kacchan had an exciting day as a Pro-Hero, he knew sometimes this is just what the man needed. To hear Izuku’s voice talk about the mundanes of life as he just sat or laid in silence simply listening. So Izuku talked about anything and everything while he softly rubbed Katsuki’s back and said man would give the occasional response until Katsuki’s weight started to settle even deeper on Izuku.

“Hey, Kacchan?”

“Kacchan are you sleeping?” Izuku pulled a strand of hair. 

Katsuki lifted his head, “Almost.”

“But you need to eat! Your pro-hero body needs the extra fuel! Especially after a grueling day, Kacchan! You can’t just–”

Katsuki silences the man with a quick kiss, “Alright nerd, enough talking. We’ll eat.” Katsuki props his hands on the sides on Izuku’s body to lift himself.

“Wait! One more kiss!” Izuku grips Katsuki’s bicep, puckering his lips.

Katsuki chuckles weak to the mans’ requests before leaning back down planting a kiss on his nose causing Izuku to pout.

“You know that’s not what I wanted.”

Katsuki shrugs before placing yet another kiss on his nose. He leans back stares a little bit to then kiss each cheek a few times, his forehead, the side of his lips, everywhere but Izuku’s lips. Izuku laughs out as Katsuki places more kisses across his face until he finally puts Izuku out his misery and places a kiss to his lips, smiling softly into the kiss. The two laugh and giggle as kiss after kiss are placed on each other, dinner long forgotten. 

[il0vesh4rks]

Tears in my togachako eyes...

Pleek don't repost!!

[miowess]

Tears in my Togachako eyes...😭😭😭

[hmyrine]

crying sobbing throwing up every time i think of them i fall to my knees in despair

[0ynes]

It's like Horikoshi gave us the ending he wanted and then someone twisted his arm and said "nah gives us the usual shitty shounen ending bruh". I really didn't mind Deku being a teacher at all and the wait he got tears on his eyes when Bakugou gave him the suit so he could be a hero again, was so touching. But no. Now he just wants to be just a teacher and refuses Bakugou, like??? What a 180° turn on his character. It was like everything and all the hopefull messages in the final chapter were shattered and is a big fuck you to all characters.

Is this epilogue also suppose to prove izuocha is canon 'cause it didn't work. Wtf was that lmao. Listen you can check my tumblr, I didn't mind izuocha, but this epilogue? Feels weird, feels like damage control, since everyone said that now bakudeku and togachako can be assumed as canon.

The only good thing is that I got to see Shouto and Katsuki as adults, that's it.

[flying-cat]

TEARS IN MY TOGACHAKO EYES THAT DRAWING IS FUCKING INSANE HORIKOSHI

[sherryuki-callmeyuki]

Tears in my togachako eyes

[f4rtnite]

Just a Sip - Togachako Fanfic

It was late at night and Uraraka was out at the local convince store. She had some coupons that were near the expiration date so she needed to use them as soon a possible. She bought a few packs of mochi and a soda and only had to spend a few bucks on it.

She ate her mochi as she walked out and was on her way back to the dorms. Despite the late hour, she felt safe walking alone. Not only was the distance short, but after many villain attacks, she knew how to defend herself.

As she walked, she heard a faint noise as if something were behind her. She paused and looked around her surroundings, but didn't notice anything. She continued her stroll until this time, she was attacked.

She saw a glimpse of a young blonde, and a knife that was about to be stabbed into her. Uraraka avoided the attack and was able to pin the attacker to the ground and move the knife away.

"You've got a sharp eye Ochako," the girl said as she seemed to be un bothered over being pinned to the ground.

"I recognize those moves anywhere. Himiko Toga" She kept Toga on the ground

"If you knew if was me then why do you have me pinned down? Ah was it because you wanted to taste some of my blood too?" Toga blushed and kicked her feet

"Of course not. I have you on the ground because I don't appreciate getting attacked late at night. Especially from someone who's tried to harm me and my friends!"

"Oh Ochako don't say such silly things. You don't need to put up an act. There's no one around us"

"Why are you here Himiko?!"

"You know exactly why I'm here Ochako. Let's not play pretend"

Uraraka signed, "Fine, but let's go somewhere more secluded" She helped Toga get up

Toga grabbed Uraraka by her hand and took her to an abandoned building, "Ugh I've missed you so much Ochako!"

Uraraka crossed her arms and rolled her eyes, "Does the league know you're here?"

"Nah, they never know where I am. I'm like the league's stray kitty," Toga held her arms up as if they were cat paws

"Right... But Himiko we agreed that I'd only give you blood when we were in battle! As happy as I am to see you we both know this isn't right!"

"What difference does it make Ochako? Are you that embarrassed to be seen with me?" Toga walked up to Uraraka, "Are you embarrassed to be seen with a villain?!" she pushed Uraraka to the ground

"You know it's more complicated than that! I'm supposed to be a hero, and you've hurt so many people, I'm supposed to capture and turn you in to the police but instead," she felt tears form in her eyes

"Ochako don't cry. It's hard to live in a world that's always against you. You should just leave UA and live life however you feel" She put her hands on Uraraka's face

"But it's wrong! You're the bad guy! That's why I said that we can only see each other when the league fights! That way it's not like I'm going out of my way to be with the enemy!"

"Just forget about everything okay?! I love you and you love me! That's what matters! Who cares about morals or what you're friends are the heroes think?! All that matters is us!"

Uraraka pulled Toga close and hugged her as she cried, "I know it's just, it's so hard... I want to love you but, everyone tells me it's wrong.."

"And what do they know about love?" Toga rubbed her hand along Uraraka's back comforting her

Uraraka pulled away from Toga and whipped away her tears, "They know nothing."

Toga grabbed Uraraka's arm and rolled up the sleave from her jacket, "Can I?"

"Yes, but only a sip!"

"Just a sip?! That nowhere near enough!"

"Yeah but if you take a lot then the others at UA will notice! Losing a lot of blood takes a toll on you!"

"Fine" Toga lift Uraraka's arm up to her mouth and bit her skin making her bleed. Once blood started coming out, Toga began to drink it

The two embraced the moment for a while. They both looked into each others eyes lovingly as Toga drank her blood. Uraraka always thought Toga made the cutest face when she got to truely be herself. Everything was going fine until Uraraka started to feel nauseous.

"Himiko, I think that's enough-" before she could finish streaming, she had collapsed

Toga pulled away once Uraraka had collapsed, "Oh, I guess that was more than a sip"

Toga wrapped up Uraraka's wound and tried her best to make a comfortable spot in the abandoned building for Uraraka to lay down on. With a few random blankets, she was able to make sure Uraraka could sleep peacefully through the night. All that was left for Toga to do was to cuddle up with her, and drift off the sleep

[sp1derw1re]

Tears in my togachako eyes