#this piqued my interest if not for bkdk

[xuune]

If you remember, what was your first mha ship and how did you find it?

Mine personally was bkdk, in fact it was how I got into the fandom in the first place 💅🏻✨

Bkdk comic dub on YouTube- my first introduction to the two gays

i watched mha when the show first aired, but i never shipped anyone until i read ch 285 LOL. that chapter and onwards really solidified my growing interest for bkdk

when i first started the series, i was more interested in seeing how dk and bkgs relationship gets repaired, but since its literal slow burn hell i fell in and out of the manga and anime a lot. i wasn't interested in these two as a romantic ship, but more that i wanted to see them becoming better friends. i also didnt see the romantic appeal in them until ch 285 and more so in ch 322 and onward

funny story: 2 yrs ago my older siblings were binging mha and i remember asking them "is bkg nicer to dk yet" and they said "he's getting there" LMAO. last year i asked one of my friends their opinion on mha and it led to a rabbit hole of me finding out that bkg getting great redemption arc and bkdk getting so romantic coded, so that piqued my overall interest in the series again :]

[punkbakugo]

HI have u seen the news about the upcoming bnha movie ?? apparently hori said he'll be using ''something he had originally planned for the final battle of the manga'' in the movie to surpass izuku + all might fighting together in the last one... tbh i didn't even watch that movie cause i'm not a fan of bones' writing of the characters and stuff, but this makes me feel like horikoshi might actually be more involved in the writing process this time. what do you think? :3c

Did you see the poster for the second bnha movie it screams bakudeku rights

my doubts first: the script writer for this movie is the same as the last on (which is to say, the script writer for the anime which i too am :/ abt re:characterization) and horikoshi is, likewise, once again acting as general supervisor (and doing original character design) and in an interview (the one with oda iirc) he mentioned that he wanted to do more for the movie but ultimately couldn’t due to schedule restraints (i don’t envy weekly serialized mangaka). 

that said, horikoshi’s input for the movies is clearly centered on the main premise, the last one being all might’s backstory and deku & all might fighting together, and since, considering the promo image, i think it’s pretty safe to assume the main premise of this one will be bakugou & deku fighting together, i’d like to think that he’d give a good amount of attention to the way they and their relationship are written :0

and the now pluralized ‘you’ in “you’re next.” made me lose my shit despite my general disinterest in the movies so that’s got to count for something lol

[twodlover]

how come dabi whooping endeavour ass got me interested enough in bnh to read a bunch of bkdk fics to then fall in lover all over again with the characters and want to read the manga??

[collisiondiscourse]

Hey Codi! I’m not sure if you’ve answered this but what was your experience getting into bnha? Was it something that clicked instantly on did it take a while for you to warm up to the characters?

And mostly unrelated but what is your preferred genre of fic?

HI ARIOZ!!! MWAH

oh man my experience w mha was... interesting. back in middle school i met this person who was into mha and recommended it to me a lot and i was like "haha no.... the fandoms pretty big and apparently argues a lot and i already like voltron 😂" and brushed it off, swearing to never try it.

i knew the basic characters which were deku, uraraka, bakugou, nd todoroki — all of which i had no feeling of exceot for bakugou whom i IRRATIONALLY DISLIKED. so many ppl said he was a jerk but so many ppl also had crushes on him and i was like WHY. WHY. (laughing while crying now i know why)

in 2020 at the beginning of quarantine (like... 3 months in?) nothing piqued my interest n i wanted to try making online friends for the first time. so i started looking for big fandoms to join and make friends in. THEN on my youtube recommendations, i saw this video essay abt BKDK and in its defense. and at the time the only mha ship i knew was tddk, and i was like huh? bc the person who i knew made it usually only made essays abt the most popular ships bc that was his preference. and so i watched it and i was like OH. INTRIGUING? and thus started my curiosity for mha.

when i told my irl friends (many of which were mha fans/had watched it) i was getting into it — ALL OF THEM guaranteed id be a bakubitch. determined to prove them wrong i started watching it with an active dislike for bkg and

and then.

and then i fell hard. REALLY HARD. and started consuming bkdk fanart by the BUCKETS. joined a bkdk server. made my very first internet friends (hi cloud hi aus hi ty hi arioz hi v HAHAHAH) and started drawing for the first time in YEARS. revived my tumblr account that ive had since like 2017 and drew.

at around november 2020 i got my confidence to REALLY start posting art. i was active. i pumped out art every week or so and got to like 400 followers or smth by the end of the year. started reading the manga. started buying merch. started making more friends. made a server to plonk all those friends in like a little aquarium in around february 2021.

and now im here :)

[ratretro]

OK SO I DREAMT A BKDK AU

IT WAS SMTH WITH A BROKEN LAMP (IZU BROKE)

AND THEM SLOWLY FALLING FOR EACH OTHER

AND THE REALISATION ON KATSUKI'S PART WAS WHEN HE DREAMT CUDDLING IZU

help i cant remember the rest T_T

ELEI MY BELOVED

I HAVE NEVER SEEN THIS AU A DAY IN MY LIFE BUT IT HAS ANTIQUE STORE VIBES SO.... ANTIQUE STORE OWNER!KATSUKI AND IDK LIKE... VOLLEYBALL PLAYER!IZUKU PLEASE DONT ASK WHY. MY BRAIN JUST SUPPLIED THE WORD: SPORTS AND THEN EXPECTED ME TO FUCKING KNOW SPORTS ANYWAY

1) I'm keeping the childhood friends trope but anyway Izuku moved away in middle school, across the country, to go to some fancy private school because the bullying (not just Katsuki but angry pomeranian def participated) worried Inko. At private school Izuku meets and befriends Iida and Shouto and they drag him kicking and screaming into: VOLLEYBALL and honestly GOOD FOR HIM. He goes pro at age 18 straight outta high school and of course Shouto follows (he's being spiteful to his dad who wanted him to run the family business)

2) Lowkey I'll swing DFO and Deku's got a yakuza dad or something, he hates him tho (he and shouto bond with how much they hate their fathers) so sometimes he likes to go throw around his dad's money, because fuck that guy for abandoning him and then showing up just in time to abuse Izuku's fame and connections. BECAUSE THE BOY IS FAMOUS FOR BEING ONE OF THE BEST ROOKIE PLAYERS IN THE LEAGUE ALONGSIDE SHOUTO. Izuku knows way too many high profile people. The Iida and Todoroki families just to name two. We'll throw in Ochako as one of the best pro volleyball league head honchos. Like she runs the team Izuku is part of and they're high profile af. So, connections. Unfortunately, this means that every time he pisses Izuku off he has to deal with massive amounts of money being spent. His, of course, by Izuku who is encouraged by Todoroki.

3) ENTER KATSUKI, THEY'RE LIKE 21 NOW AND HE OWNS A SHOP THAT DEALS A LOT IN WEIRD ANTIQUE SHIT. AND I MEAN LIKE WEIRD FANCY VASES OR SHIT YOU'D FIND IN RUINS. IDK IF I'M MAKING SENSE BUT THE REAL RARE SHIT. Katsuki is like the mans man here, if you need an item found, he'll find it for you no matter what it is. For a price, that is. Katsuki speaks in green and honestly good for him. His network is ridiculous. He also follows sports, and no it's not because his mother made him watch a volleyball match with her the one time he visited and he just HAPPENED to see Izuku and now he follows each team he's on religiously.

4) Katsuki's a fan. Izuku is skilled and loves the sport, and Katsuki can fucking tell. So, he almost dies and TRANSCENDS when he finds out that Izuku is switching teams to Musutafu's resident team: UA Heroes. HE LITERALLY THROWS A SMALL GET TOGETHER WITH THE BAKUSQUAD AT HIS HOUSE OVER IT. BECAUSE IZUKU IS MOVING TO WHERE HE LIVES THEY'RE GONNA BE IN THE SAME CITY, AND MAYBE THEY'LL RUN INTO EACH OTHER. He once used some of his prized contacts just to get a signed Izuku jersey, which is stupid, because Izuku regularly sends them to people who send in fan letters asking for them. Katsuki doesn't know that, but he also doesn't regret it when he figures it out.

5) Izuku catches wind of Katsuki's shop during a yakuza meeting he was forced to attend. DFO is in the process of trying to get Izuku into the family business, it's going as well as it is between Endeavor and Shouto. But his interest is piqued because his dad mentions Katsuki by name. See, Izuku becomes worried about him, because he's not entirely sure what the Yakuza want with Katsuki, but if his dad had caught wind that the blonde used to bully him there could be some problems with that. So, he does what any smart, volleyball playing, son of a Yakuza leader would do: he scopes out the shop. He and Todoroki that is. In the process of doing this through unfortunate panicking and general volleyball teammate hijinks, HE KNOCKS OVER A LAMP AND HONESTLY FUCK HIM BECAUSE HE HAS SEEN THE PRICES OF SHIT IN THIS SHOP. Katsuki loses his mind because not only is his favorite volleyball player in his shop, but the boy is panicking over a $15 dollar lamp Katsuki bought at the Japanese equivalent of a Walmart.

+1) Katsuki has been in love with this fucker since day one, I know the ask was a slow burn but nope Katsuki has loved Izuku since he met him. He just didn't realize it until 3 months after they've reunited and he has a dream about a green haired boy backlit by the sunset on a beach and he wakes up with the urge to kiss him in the moonlight.

anyway here it is

I'm going to write it i hate myself goodbye

This is for the 5 headcanons ask game!

[kewltie]

Chose your own BKDK adventure #1: Warprize

You are Izuku of House Midoriya; the Rose of Evergreen, they call you but you know a weed pretending to be a flower when you see one. Your people and your father, the High King of Miido, don’t seem to care though.   Your name is Izuku, you’re a prince and you are Beloved.

It is three turns before your nameday, you are to be sixteen, and all of Evergreen is in high spirit. The celebration will spread across seven days and nobody inside of Miido doesn’t know their precious prince’s name. They will sing, dance, and feast in your honor.   You are Beloved.

You wake up this morning to your nursemaid shaking your shoulder. You’re five and ten and too old for a nursemaid, but Chiyo Shuzenji has taken care of you since you were born, since they had lay your mother to rest in the royal crypt. She is as much family to you as a blood kin.

“‘tis daybreak, my prince,” she says, brushing a kiss to your temple as you hear a flurry of activities rushing in and out of your chamber.   Half asleep still, you yawn and slowly drag yourself up just in time to see a handful of attendants carefully laying out today’s attire.

They bow in greeting upon your attention on them and watch with amusement tucked between their lips as you struggle to your feet that Nursemaid Chiyo exhales deeply before assisting you with a fond scold.   You are five and ten, and you are spoiled and much loved; you are Beloved.

The attendants quickly undressed you from your nightshirt and deck you out in the finest silk, beading, and dyed colors from the farthest reach of the continent. The sigil of House Midoriya is embroidered in silver and green — the Holy Mother Tree that holds up the world.

Your father, like all the kings before him, is strong and sturdy as the great aiya tree, thousands of years old, which they’d built their castle on. You are told you’re a flower, but not even that, you’re a weed pretending to be a flower who hopes to become a grand tree one day.

After the attendants have finished preparing you for the day, they bring up food for you. A fest for the eyes — ripen fruits and rare meat. All your favorites. Like yesterday, and the day before that. You are lacking nothing.   You break fast alone and quiet in your chamber.

Your attendants and nursemaid had long taken leave, abandoning you to your food and musings. You sit by the window of your tower, peering out of all that is before you. Green and forestry are all you see. The land of eternal summer. Vibrant and colorful. Oh, what beauty.

Miido is a kingdom of impressive wealth and power, and one day it will all be yours; it’s a frightening and humbling thought, but you know it is your duty that you must uphold and you’ll have good people to assist you.    You can do this, you tell yourself for the hundredth time.

After you have servants clear away your food, you have free reign for the next couple of hours. While your afternoons are normally occupied by your tutors, numerous lessons in various field gear to molding the next great king of Miido, but the mornings belong solely to you.

You would visit Shouto, Grand Marshal Todoroki’s youngest son, in the training grounds, but he’s busy earning his last rite before he can become your swornshield — vowing to serve you and only you as your sword and shield.

So the Grand Library is where you go.

You are not brave like your father, noble like Shouto, or smart like Tenya but you read and you learn, always keeping an open mind and heart. When you fall, and you fall often, you get up and try again and again. Failure is all you know, but you don’t get comfortable with it.

You race down the hall as a chorus of “my prince,” graces you. You stop and greet them, courtiers and servants alike, who happily respond in kind, doting on you like you are their own.

You’ve lost your mother ten years ago, but you are not lacking in anything. You are Beloved.

You stop by the front of the throne room, considering saying hi to your father before heading to your favorite reading nook in the library, but there are more guards than usual standing outside. Tenseness lines their shoulder, their face wary and cautious.

You are intrigued.

Your father is in the throne room, holding a session with his councilmen because there is always a problem in the border. Land dispute. Small rebellion. Raiders. And worst, barbarians. Savages from the far west. You heard the stories. You read the books. The Wild is in them.

They are godless heathens, worshiping the wind and earth in blood sacrifices. They’re more beast than man. More man than the devout. Even communing with the giant winged beasts of the far west; they call them dragons, here you know them as monsters.

It’s what you’ve heard.

You don’t think it is all true. Your dearest mother was after all hailed from the far west, the rugged plains, the Wildlands. They had called her Queen Inko, the Wild Flower, but before that, she was a shieldmaiden who had struck your father down and enchanted him completely.

She was eventually tamed and enlightened to their way before your father made her his queen. You, at least, know that is not true at all. For all the memories that you had of her, while warm and kind, but the wind seem to whipped around her and the earth had bent to her will.

Your mother is no tame beast. Your people may have forgotten, but you never did; neither did her enemies. She’d raised a sword and fought at your father’s side in many wars, so fierce and unbridled as the land she’d hailed from. The Wild is in her, and maybe—maybe it’s—"Ahhhhh!"

A scream reverberates from the throne room; it’s loud, low, and guttural like something that had to claw its way out of someone’s mouth after digging its teeth and fangs into their exposed flesh. It’s inhuman. Instinctively, you step forward, but a hand shoots out to stop you.

“Your Highness, it’s dangerous in there," one of the guards warns kindly. You stop and think of your concerned father, who would raise hell if you so much get a cut on your finger, and of your people who worry endlessly about you, their only prince.

You’re curious though.

You stop and think of your concerned father, who would raise hell if you so much get a cut, and of your people who endlessly coddle you, their only prince. One day this will be yours, but for now, it isn’t your business. Yet. You’re curious though and that is worrisome.

It is both your greatest asset and your biggest flaw. It had gotten you and your friends into a few scrapes and the entire castle and your father set into an anxious fret when you disappear without notice over the years. You are a good boy, but not a very obedient one.

Your library awaits you, but the curious draw of the scream has piqued your interest. Your heart race. You never stray far from your routine. You are a good, dutiful prince and son, but the Wild also flows in your blood. You are as much as your father’s son as your mother.

Your library await you, but the curious draw of the scream have peak your interest. Your heart race. You never stray far from your routine. You are a good, dutiful prince and son, but the Wild also flows in your blood. You are as much as your father's son as your mother. 

***

Your choice [on twitter poll]:

Go to the throne room. 

Go to the library. 

[kawaiikichi]

Talk (BKDK)

I legit woke up in a cold sweat one night and suddenly felt the need to write a BKDK one-shot. So this is what came to mind.

With Bakudeku, I’ve always kept thinking about the ‘what-ifs’ in their future and how things would turn out if these two actually sat down and talked shit out.

This was actually meant to be my debut one-shot for both Bakudeku and BNHA, but because of unforeseeable circumstances, the Pocky Day one ended up being my first one instead.

I hope you guys like it! :D

Title: Talk

Summary: After having to give up his pro hero career two years ago, twenty-three year old Izuku is working at a bar in order to get some money and hopefully get his life together. One night, he gets an unexpected customer, who is someone that he hasn’t seen since graduating from UA.

You can also read it on AO3!

One-shot is under the cut!

Izuku stood behind the bar, polishing a glass as he listened to Ochaco complain about her lackluster day at the agency while drinking one glass of beer after another.

“And so, that’s how my day went: just patrolling the town. Like, that has its perks, but I was hoping for something bigger today! Like, Iida and I were texting not too long ago and he managed to bust a drug ring in Ginza!” she whined.

“I can see what you mean...” Izuku trailed off with a light chuckle.

He observed her as she chugged down her third glass of beer.

“I think you should stop drinking, Uraraka. You’re quite drunk already.” he commented.

“I don’t wanna though, Dekuuuuuu!” Ochaco stretched out across the counter, pressing her cheek to the cool surface as she stared at him.

“Should I call a taxi for you?”

“Nope! Don’t call one! I’ll call one myself when I’m ready!”

“Are you sure? Because I’ll call for you if you’re unable to.”

“I’m goooooooood~”

Izuku sighed as he set the glass down. He filled another glass with some ice water and slid it in front of Ochaco in hopes that it would sober her up as he looked at the television that hung in one corner of the bar, its fluorescent light brightening the area around it. While the volume was pretty low, he managed to get the gist of what was happening based on what they were showing along with the headline that ran along the bottom of the screen.

A picture of Katsuki from when he was fighting some villains in America was shown on the screen, causing Izuku to bite his lip as he briefly reflected on his pro hero career before the intense battle that ultimately made him have to give it all up.

He never admitted it out loud, but every time he saw his childhood friend on television, it made him glad that Katsuki was able to achieve his dream. Heck, he even moved to America and created his own agency there.

Katsuki was doing great in the hero world, unlike him, who had resorted to serving people drinks at a small bar in Roppongi.

A video of Katsuki’s recent endeavors in New York City began to play as Izuku’s thoughts began to meander into the unknown.

Kacchan...I wonder how he’s doing now...

He stared at the television, finding himself fascinated by the way Katsuki skillfully dealt with some villains robbing a bank as Ochaco began to beg him to give her another glass of beer. Her loud whining was what made him break eye contact with the television and he shot her a disapproving look.

“No, I’m not going to give you any more beer. You’re too drunk.” he chided.

Ochaco began to throw a fit as he nudged the untouched glass of water closer to her.

“Come on, drink some of that and sober up.” he told her as the door opened, the bell chiming.

“Ah, welcome in—“ Izuku looked over at the door only to freeze.

He was imagining things, right? Because there was certainly no way in hell that Bakugou Katsuki had just walked through that door.

He blinked his eyes twice and when that did nothing for him, he pinched his arm. Letting out a small yelp at the light pain that bloomed from his arm, he was forced to accept that this was actually happening.

What is going on here? I was just wondering how he was doing and then he shows up as if on cue, he thought to himself.

He was shocked beyond belief.

“...Kacchan?!” Izuku exclaimed in shock.

Katsuki looked over and his red eyes immediately zeroed in on Izuku. His eyes slowly narrowed, which made Izuku gulp.

“...What the fuck? Deku?” he barked out.

“Hm? Deku, why do you look so shocked—“ Ochaco followed Izuku’s gaze and she paled upon seeing Katsuki.

“Bakugou?!” she squeaked out.

She suddenly seemed like she had sobered up a bit upon seeing her former classmate. Katsuki glanced over at Ochaco.

“It’s Round Face, too.” he commented.

He then redirected his attention to Izuku.

“Out of all the fucking bars in Roppongi that Shitty Hair told me to check out, you had to be working at this one, Deku.” he bit out.

“This...it’s just a coincidence, Kacchan!” Izuku exclaimed.

“Coincidence, huh...” Katsuki trailed off.

Ochaco looked back and forth between Izuku and Katsuki before laughing nervously.

“Hey, Deku? I think I’m just gonna go...” she slid some money across the counter. “Good luck with him.” she said.

“Wait, you’re going to leave me by myself?!” Izuku exclaimed.

Ochaco didn’t respond as she quickly rushed out, closing the door behind her. Now, it was just Izuku and Katsuki in the bar. Izuku swallowed, his heart pounding loudly in his ears.

What do I do, what do I do, what do I do?! It’s been a few years since we last saw each other. Should I just act normally around him, he thought to himself.

“I see you still mumble to yourself.” Bakugou commented.

Izuku’s hand flew over his mouth.

Shit, I can’t believe I said that out loud! How embarrassing, he thought to himself.

“Whatever.” Katsuki took his hands out of his camo patterned jacket that he had on over a black shirt. “Just get me something to drink.” he said.

“A drink? Y-Yeah, of course...” he watched as Katsuki got closer. “What would you like exactly...?” he asked.

“Just some whiskey. Preferably Fireball, if you have any.” Katsuki replied.

“I think we have some.” Izuku said as he began to gather a glass along with a bottle of the Fireball whiskey Katsuki had requested.

“Also, pour something for yourself.” Katsuki said.

Izuku nearly dropped the glass.

“Pour something for myself?” he questioned.

“Are you deaf, Deku? I said to pour something for yourself. I wanna talk.” he said.

“Talk...about what?” Izuku asked.

Katsuki glowered at him, his brows knitted and lips turned downward in a scowl.

“Goddammit, you still ask too many fucking questions. Just pour yourself a drink, annoying Deku.” he barked out.

“O-Okay! I will! Just...” Izuku glanced over at the door that led to the back room. “Let me see if I get someone to cover for me while I go on break...” he trailed off.

“Do what you need to do. I’ll be sitting at that booth over there.” Katsuki turned and headed towards the booth he motioned at before. “And make sure you hurry it up because I don’t have all evening! Make me wait and I’ll blast you out of this goddamn bar!” he snapped, holding his hand out and making some small flames explode from them as proof that he will do it.

Izuku yelped.

“Okay, okay!” he squeaked out as he hurried to make Katsuki’s drink along with his own, his heart pounding in his ears all the while as he eyed Katsuki plopping down into the booth and drumming his fingers against the table impatiently.

As he looked away, he barely missed the way Katsuki’s eyes were trained on his every movement, his fiery eyes blazing with an emotion that Izuku couldn’t quite place.

🧡💚🧡💚

After calling for one of his coworkers to take over for him, which ended with his coworker insisting that he get off his shift early and Izuku taking him up on that, he sat across from Katsuki with a glass of cola in front of him and a glass of Fireball in front of the blond.

He twisted the pastel blue straw in between his fingers as he eyed Katsuki, who only stared at him with pointed red eyes as he took small sips from his whiskey.

If Izuku was being honest, this situation was just downright awkward.

What in the world am I even supposed to say? How do I even start this conversation? Does he plan on starting it or does he want me to do it? I mean, shit, I was definitely not expecting Kacchan to show up from out of nowhere, so I don’t know how to handle this situation. The last time I saw him was when we graduated from UA and then he left for the States soon after. So technically, that was also the last time I spoke to him because we didn’t keep in touch after that. I mean, I don’t see why we would, to be honest. Our relationship got a little better after that fight we had and during the house arrest in the dorm, but it’s not like we got close enough to actually talk like friends would and exchange numbers and text all the time and hang out together—

“You’re fucking doing it again.”

Izuku jolted, his knee hitting the table as he stared at Katsuki, who shot him an annoyed look.

“You’re supposed to be talking to me, not to yourself, annoying Deku.” he bit out.

Izuku’s cheeks flushed in embarrassment upon realizing that he was muttering out loud again, his hand flying up to cover his mouth.

“Sorry, Kacchan...” he trailed off.

Katsuki only scoffed in response as he took another sip. As soon as he set his glass down, Izuku finally decided that now would be a good time to initiate the conversation.

“So...what brings you back to Japan?” he asked.

“I’m opening a branch for my agency here.” Katsuki replied.

“I see...” Izuku trailed off as he took a sip from his straw.

The bubbly liquid tickled his throat and made his stomach all fluttery, but that was nothing compared to how he felt sitting across from Kacchan, whose gaze made Izuku feel as if the blond were staring directly into his soul.

“Then, you’re just here to make sure that everything is going well with the construction?” Izuku asked.

“Well, that’s part of it.” Katsuki replied.

This piqued Izuku’s interest.

“Part of it?” he eyed Katsuki in surprise. “What do you mean?” he asked.

“Why does it matter to you?” Katsuki short back.

“You’re the one that brought it up, so don’t try and change the subject.”

“Fuck you.”

“Just tell me already.” Izuku said with an exasperated sigh.

“Have you always been this snappy?” Katsuki asked, his eyebrow twitching.

“Things change, you know. Like I told you before, I’m not the same ‘Deku’ you used to know.” Izuku told him.

Katsuki’s eyebrows continued to twitch and Izuku feared for a split second that he would send a blast in his direction. However, Katsuki simply finished his drink and called out to the bartender to fill up another glass with the spiced whiskey. Katsuki stood and retrieved his drink before returning to the booth and sitting back down with a huff. He took a sip as Izuku spoke.

“Will you tell me?” he asked.

Katsuki breathed out an annoyed sigh.

“Fucking fine. I’ll tell you, so stop fucking asking, Deku.” Katsuki set his glass down. “I’m moving back.” he said.

“You are?” Izuku questioned in surprise.

“It’s all the fucking news is talking about these days.”

“Really...”

Izuku stirred his drink with his straw.

“Is there...a reason why you’re coming back to Japan? I thought you would’ve liked it in the States.” he asked.

“No particular reason.” Katsuki replied.

Izuku’s brows arched at this.

This wasn’t like the blond. Katsuki Bakugou never did things for no reason. There was always a reason behind his actions, no matter how big or small or ridiculous it would be. So for him to tell Izuku that meant there was something more to this. He just wasn’t sure what that was.

Izuku was tempted to ask, but he figured that Katsuki might blow up on him like he usually did, so he decided against it.

“Okay then...” he trailed off.

He took more sips from his soda as he observed Katsuki.

The blond didn’t really change much. Besides the black stud that he had on his right ear and the fact that he was being a little more mellow than Izuku remembered, he was still the same Katsuki that called him Deku and threatened to use his quirk on him if he pissed him off too much. He was still hot-headed, easy to anger, prideful, handsome, cute, and just downright sexy—

Izuku blushed before he could stop himself.

Oh my god, what am I thinking?! I thought I stopped feeling this way towards Kacchan...unless that was a complete lie and I’m still head over heels in love with him, he thought to himself.

He watched as Katsuki brought the glass back to his lips, the amber liquid slipping past them. Izuku swallowed as Katsuki set his glass back down.

“Oi, Deku.”

Izuku jolted as he was pulled out of his thoughts. Katsuki scanned him before speaking.

“I heard about what happened between you and that villain two years ago.” he said.

Izuku stiffened.

“Oh...that.” he said.

He bit his lip as Katsuki continued.

“I watched the fight live. Hearing that your injuries were beyond repair and that you wouldn’t be able to work as a pro hero anymore came as a shock.” he stared off into the distance. “It’s a shame that they lost a good pro hero so soon.” he mumbled under his breath.

Izuku wasn’t sure if he was meant to hear that last sentence, but it made his heart flutter nonetheless.

In that moment, he wanted to slap himself.

No, you did not just flutter. You should not be fluttering, stupid heart, he told himself.

He finished off his soda as he looked at his phone.

“It’s this late already?” he began to panic. “I need to get home and feed Pochi and Kacchan before taking them on their walk—“ Katsuki cut Izuku off before he could continue rambling.

“Wait, hold up. Pochi and who now?” he asked.

“Uh, Pochi and Kacchan? They’re my two Pomeranians.” Izuku replied, quickly pulling up a picture of them on his phone and showing it to Katsuki.

Katsuki glared at the photo, boring holes into the square cellular device as he shot daggers at Izuku.

“You think you’re so fucking funny, Deku, naming your dog that.” he barked out, small flames erupting from his palm.

“He looked like you, Kacchan, how could I not name him that?” Izuku questioned.

“You really want me to blast you, don’t you?”

“Please don’t.”

Izuku pocketed his phone, stuffing it into his pants pocket and sliding out of the booth.

“But really, I need to go. I’m pretty sure you have things to do as well, so I’ll get going.” he fidgeted a little. “It was...nice to see you, Kacchan.” he told him.

As he turned and got ready to leave, Katsuki called out to him.

“Wait.”

That single word made Izuku stop in his tracks. He turned, watching as Katsuki slid out of the booth and left some cash on the table.

“I’ll walk you back.” he said.

“H-Huh?!” Izuku’s cheeks flushed red. “You don’t need to do that, Kacchan! I can go back on my own.” he told him.

“Let me walk you back.”

“I said you don’t need to do that—“

“Refuse my offer one more time and I’ll fucking blast you into next Thursday, fussy Deku.” Katsuki bit out, flames erupting from his hand again in warning.

“Th-Then, please take care of me!” Izuku shouted in a shrill voice, quickly bowing before him.

“You don’t need to fucking bow, Deku.” Izuku stood back up as Katsuki smacked him lightly on the back, nudging him forward. “Let’s go.” he said.

Izuku could only nod as he followed the blond out of the bar.

🧡💚🧡💚

Izuku and Katsuki walked side by side through the quiet streets, neither of them saying a word. Their breaths came out in white puffs like cigarette smoke, signaling how cold it was. Every once in a while, their fingers would accidentally brush together, causing Izuku to quickly yank his hand back as his heart raced erratically.

Why am I acting like some giddy schoolgirl? I seriously need to stop, he told himself.

A particularly cold breeze rippled through the air, making Izuku shudder. He hugged himself, rubbing his arms in hopes that that would make him somewhat warm.

Damn him for not bringing a jacket to work with him.

Just then, he felt something warm cover his trembling and cold body. He tugged lightly on it in surprise, seeing that it had an oddly familiar camo pattern. He whipped his head to look at Katsuki so fast that he nearly got whiplash from it.

“K-Kacchan?!” he exclaimed.

“Just keep that on you.” Katsuki replied, still looking ahead.

“But...won’t you be cold, too?” Izuku asked.

“I’ll be fine. They invented long-sleeved shirts for a fucking reason, you know, Deku.” Katsuki stated.

Izuku scrunched his nose.

“There you go, being rude again.” he commented.

“Fucking deal with it.” Katsuki shot back.

Izuku pouted as he looked away. He pulled Katsuki’s jacket more over him and he couldn’t help but inhale Katsuki’s scent. The hints of spice and cologne all screamed Katsuki and it made his shivering stop. His scent was somehow calming.

They eventually arrived at Izuku’s apartment thanks to his directions, stopping in front of a door that had the number 202 on it.

“Well, this is the place. Thank you for walking me back even though I insisted that I could go by myself.” he reached into his pants pocket for his keys. “I’ll see you around, I guess.” he said.

He took his keys out and pushed it into the slot as Katsuki spoke.

“Deku.”

“Yeah?”

Izuku looked over and was surprised to see the serious look on Katsuki’s face. Yeah, the blond was always serious, but this was different. It certainly felt different.

“Kacchan...?” Izuku spoke with a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

“There was something that I lied about.” Katsuki admitted.

“Huh?” Izuku answered, blinking his eyes twice in confusion.

Katsuki lied about something? Well, that was something Izuku never heard before, especially since the blond was notorious for speaking his mind, regardless of how harsh his words came off as.

“My reason for coming back. I do have one.” Izuku sword he saw the blond blush. “It was because I missed you, annoying Deku.” Katsuki said.

Izuku blinked once. Then twice. Then Katsuki’s words registered in his mind and a blush crawled onto his cheeks.

Wait, did he just say what I think he just said, he mentally screamed.

“You...what?” Izuku asked.

“I said,” Katsuki walked over to him and trapped him against the door, one arm over Izuku’s head and the other against the door, fingers splayed out, “I missed you.” he said.

Izuku’s breath caught in his throat as he stared up into Katsuki’s red eyes, which held a blazing fire in them. It made him swallow, his heart racing faster. Katsuki’s hand traveled to caress his cheek before long fingers trailed along the side of his cup and gripping his chin, tilting it upward gingerly.

The simple touch sent sparks through Izuku and made fireworks erupt from within as Katsuki began to lean in. As Katsuki’s breath mingled with his own, Izuku realized what was about to happen.

Whoa, whoa, hold on, full stop! What is Kacchan doing?! He can’t be trying to kiss me, right? I mean, we just saw each other after so long! This is too sudden! I don’t think my heart can take this, he thought to himself.

“W-Wait, Kacchan!” Izuku exclaimed as he brought his hand over his mouth.

His heart jumped six feet into the air as Katsuki’s lips pressed themselves against his fingers. He glowered at Izuku.

“What, Deku? Why did you stop me?” he growled out.

“I...” Izuku slowly lowered his hand, which made Katsuki pull away. “Kacchan, this is very sudden...why did you try to kiss me just now...?” he asked.

“I thought that was obvious.”

“Then your definition of obvious must be different from mine because I don’t know.”

“Fine, I’ll tell you. And you better remember it, Deku.”

Katsuki leaned in towards Izuku’s breath, his breath tickling the shell of it. Izuku almost let out a small sigh as Katsuki spoke, his voice low and husky.

“I like you, Deku.” he said.

Izuku’s face resembled that of a rose. His heart almost leaped out of his chest as Katsuki’s words played over and over in his mind like a broken record.

Kacchan...likes me. Kacchan likes me...oh my god, Kacchan likes me! He has feelings for me! Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god...!

He bit his lip.

But...again, this really is too sudden. I can’t just bring myself to say “I love you too!” and then start dating him. He was mean to me back when we were younger. Now he suddenly likes me?

He glanced at Katsuki, who also had a blush of his own on his cheeks.

But...it seems like he means it. Kacchan couldn’t fake a blush to save his life, anyway. That’s one thing I’ve always liked about him: he’s painfully honest with himself and straightforward about how he feels. Maybe I should give this a chance.

“Kacchan, I...this doesn’t feel right. We should go slow, don’t you think?” he suggested.

“Slow?” Katsuki questioned, acting as if Izuku suggested something crazy.

“Like, I don’t know, let’s talk and get to really know each other. Take me out on some dates and let’s have fun doing things together. Only then can we take the next step and you can...” the blush began to spread to Izuku’s ears. “...kiss me...” he murmured.

Katsuki stared at Izuku for what felt like forever. Then, he released a loud sigh.

“Fine...fucking fine! We can go slow! But don’t think I’ll be able to hold back forever. You know how quickly my patience can run out.” Katsuki said.

“I know, I know.” Izuku said.

“Now, give me your phone.” Katsuki said, extending his hand out.

“My phone?” Izuku parroted.

“How the hell am I supposed to give you my number otherwise? Give it.” Katsuki bit out.

“Alright, alright...” Izuku pulled his phone out. “You’re still as demanding as always.” he commented as he unlocked it.

“Zip it, Deku.” Katsuki snapped as he snatched the phone out of his hand.

He went into Izuku’s contacts and added his before handing the phone back to him.

“Here. I’ll text you when I figure things out.” Katsuki told him.

“Alright. I’ll be looking forward to it.” Izuku said with a smile.

“You better!” Katsuki turned to leave. “Good night, Deku.” he said.

“Good night, Kacchan.” Izuku replied.

He waved as Kacchan rose his hand and waved nonchalantly. The blond disappeared soon after. Izuku sighed, his heart finally calming down.

“Now, time to feed Pochi and Kacchan and then take them on their walk...” he trailed off as he unlocked the door and stepped inside.

Immediately, two balls of fluff rushed over to greet him.

“Ah!” Izuku laughed. “Hey Kacchan, Pochi!” he greeted.

Izuku bent down to pet them, Kacchan placing his paws on Izuku’s knee and licking his cheek as Izuku giggled.

“Kacchan, stop that!” he said as his phone dinged.

He looked down and saw that it was a text from Katsuki.

Already, he asked himself.

He went into his messages and read what the blond sent him.

Katsuki: Meet me in front of that bar you work at on Saturday at 6. We’re gonna go out to eat. And yes, I’m asking you out on a date, don’t you dare tell me no.

Izuku couldn’t help but laugh.

“That is so Kacchan...” he trailed off.

He typed out his response, a smile on his face.

Izuku: It’s a date, then. See you on Saturday, Kacchan.

[bkdkink]

WE’RE HERE we are HERE we are HEEEEERRRREEEEE BABBBBYYYY

okay so this is what im gonna do to celebrate. 

I will be doing art requests and no, it doesn’t have to be bkdk, but it does have to be bnha/mha related. i gotta brand to protect.

To qualify for this, all you gotta do is send me your desires and I will do the first 5 I see! 5′s a good number, even though it’s odd, and I feel that is the most doable for me to accomplish!!! Maybe next time I’ll increase to 10 if this goes well~ 

I only have two rules: i refuse to do any ship-shaming, and I refuse to draw any teacher/student ship!!! 

Now, after i complete the 5 and i see something that hhhhhhh piques my interest, i will prolly be tempted to draw that at some point, so even if you aren’t quick, it’s okay!!! you have a chance of me still indulging and doing your thing because i am a taurus and we INDDULLLGGEEEEEEEE!!! 

so send me your requests and i’ll do them as soon as I can (but be patient, i have a job)!!! OH! and please be as specific as possible!!! you liked how i colored this thing and want your thing colored that way? tell me! you like my sketches?? tell me! you want nudity??? tell me!!! a certain outfit??? don’t tell me---nah im kidding!!! BITCH TELL MEEE!!!!! 

the more specific, the better i can please you <333

thanks everyone!!! 

[warriorandsavant]

Have this: pineapple, alternative, 20, 12, 14, 1, 5, 7, blue, red, turquoise, banana

Omg, thank you dude, you never disappoint :0 I’ll just answer these in order you wrote, cause I’m too lazy to sort it somehow. Also it’s gonna be quite a long one, I’m afraid.Pineapple - What do you like the most about BNHA, as a whole?Interesting characters, veeery engaging plot and just the fact that BNHA universe is a dream come true - come on, who haven’t dreamt about havig superpowers at some point?Alternative - most obnoxious villain?Toga. Don’t ask me why. Just Toga.20 - Which of the students do you think has the most potential to become a villain?This is such a hard question :o I’d say Monoma. In terms of 1-A students - I have no idea. Maybe Mineta, if the villains offered him a pass to a brothel or whatever.12 - Most underrated student?Sero!!! He’s actually so incredible, cause with his weird Quirk he’d probably end up as a factory worker, but he somehow made it work??? And he’ll be an awesome hero??? I just love him so much, okay.14 - Whose quirk do you think is the most unique?Tsuyu. The idea of a frog girl is just so good and unique.1 - What part of the anime/manga piqued your interest?…Mina. I mean, come on. She’s pink and has horns and weird eyes. Of course I’d become interested immediately.5 - What do you think of All-Might as a hero?He’s so cliché that it works! He has his weaknesses, so he’s not that overpowered boring hero. I really, really like him.7. Aside from Midoriya, which character in the series do you think has had the most character development?Kirishima!Blue - Do you have any NOTPs?Ye, bkdk.Red - What do you like the most about your favourite ship?My fave ship is Erasermic, and I love that they’re just so completely different, yet they get along in canon and have been for so many years! Their connection is just amazing.Turqoise - What do you hate the most about your favourite ship?The fact that their relationship would be so full of pain and anxiety because of their work. I mean, Mic would probably freak out over Aizawa’s injuries and it hurts to even think about it ;-;Banana - Which of the pro-heroes’ quirks fascinates you the most?Snipe’s quirk. How did he discover it. Just… how.