#the citizens might get behind him because he is 'not giving up like other heroes' or something

[klorophile]

Arcane and food

There is a subject that’s been turning and turning around my head for quite some time now and that I really wanted to analyze because it’s just a detail and yet it gives me Feels Of Beautiful *o*, and it is: food in Arcane. But bear with me because we’re going to take detours that might be unexpected? (I want to mention air jails and pomegranates)

So, I’m not gonna teach you anything when I say: food is important. In real life obviously, but in fiction too. What I have in mind here: in real life you can’t survive without food, so it’s something that you do everyday, so it is a very mundane and daily thing… which is precisely why, in fiction, it can be very absent (the heroes have to save the world/prove themselves/find their identity/solve a big mystery/… = better things to do than what we do in our daily lives because it is a story to get us out of our everyday lives) or on the contrary very meaningful (ex: In The Lion King, Simba is a carnivorous lion but he accepts to get used to eating bugs when he meets Timon and Pumbaa and decides to live with them, it’s a symbol of him leaving his lion life behind).

Also, in the classical tragedies, there is the rule of grandeur: the main characters have to be princesses and kings and never your common citizen. And princesses and kings will not be shown doing stuff like peeing or eating in this genre, because it is too down to earth for the beauty that’s being displayed.

So, eating = down to earth, concerns your everyday living people ; not eating = what people that are more akin to queens and deities will do, celestial. And that’s a distinction that I really feel in Arcane…

Vi

Vi eats (like a pig) when she gets out of prison, and she very much says it: « we’re here because I’m hungry ». When she eats, she eats. She puts fuel into her stomach and that’s it, it’s a very earthy and mundane thing, it’s not a metaphor like tobacco can be (tobacco = power in the Undercity). Vi just eats like we all do and that’s it. 

…Or is it? Well, at least that’s what she says to Caitlyn. Caitlyn was following Vi in hope of being led to important clues, and she gets pissed when she sees Vi stopping for food, because that is definitely not what Caitlyn got into the Undercity for… Because Caitlyn, as a Topsider, is not hungry. She had breakfast this morning, she will have dinner tonight, it’s whatever, her needs are met and she doesn’t need to think about it, and the viewer doesn’t have to think about it. But Vi is the opposite: As a prisoner, her needs depended on the decisions of the people in charge of her prison. She most probably didn’t get to choose what when or how, and most probably got the minimum and a look of disdain with it. In my head, I really like to make this cute comparison: you know how pet owners take their animals, like a dog for exemple, and they lift them above the ground when they have been naughty, and it’s « no, you’re in air jail now ‘cause you’ve been a bad dog so as a consequence you’re not allowed to dog anymore for a fitting amount of time » and it’s not a slap and not a hug and not a game, and the dog is just up confused with her legs dangling straight like IIII° <oh no what now? and they can’t do anything because air is not their element, the ground is, proven by the fact that they have all of four legs which is a lot of legs when you think about it and all of them want to touch the earth, so quadrupeds are like very ground dependent I guess. So the idea of air jail is that the pet can’t do anything and all that’s left is thinking about their existence and the choices they made and how it led them into not being able to choose anything anymore, and to be at the total mercy of their air jailer who happen to have only two legs that need to touch the ground, and two damned other that can remove you from your daily fulfilling life. And I might put a little too much thoughts into what’s basically cute a meme, but I think that is what is behind the air jail, and that is why it is so funny and cute when you do that to your pet (I’ve only seen it done with love), but yeah here is the thing: that is exactly what Stillwater is, but without the funny and loving part.

All of that detour to say that when Vi was in prison, she was basically in air jail. She wasn’t ‘just imprisoned’, she was removed from existence, and that aspect is accentuated by the fact that a) the prison is called “still water”, as in ‘you’re not allowed to move anymore’, b) it’s on an island that’s removed from both Piltover and the Undercity, and also: c) the time-skip.

The time-skip is very meaningful, because it makes us feel like everything was stopped and stuck from the moment Marcus took Vi away to the moment Caitlyn found an interested reason to get Vi out. We don’t get to see Vi in prison because it is literally a time out. It’s not her life she’s living during this time skip, it’s just her being removed for years and having no control over it.

When she gets out, she eats because it’s an earthy thing, and she was in the air all this time. She reclaims, not even her life, but just a life. This is why it is very important that we see her eat, because it shows us how she feels like she can finally move around and have an impact on the world. She is back.

At first she says to Caitlyn that she brought them here simply so that she could eat, basically to express to her that she is not going to just be used yet again by a Piltie, no, she’s here to reclaim something too and Caitlyn doesn’t have a choice in letting her have that or not, because Vi, as someone who grew up in the Undercity, is more adequate for this quest. 

And then she gets the tip from Jericho.

Food is connection, both to the place and the people. Vi eats because that’s what you do when you get home.

And she does it like a pig because she knows that’s not what a Piltie does, and she’s definitely not here to please Pilties.

Silco

Silco does not eat. He is a “kingpin”, he is very close to a classical tragedy figure (I mean… Agamemnon and Iphigenia… That’s his conflict). But he also has a mug painted by Jinx on his desk, with a lid and all, for coffee and stuff. But we don’t see him use it (sadly). He only drinks alcohol, which is akin to tobacco: not necessary to live, on the contrary, especially for tobacco which feels the lungs with noxious smoke when there is already so much suffocating people in the Undercity; when a character takes to it, it’s a symbol of being rich and/or powerful in the Undercity. 

So, with the painted by Jinx mug, the earthy thing is here, but Silco decides to not be seen using it. It’s here and not here. And that’s because it’s precisely Silco’s story: It’s him trying to be all but a deity, the founder of Zaun, and fatherhood creeping up on him whether he wants it or not, to the point of him choosing to be a dad with a child instead of a divinity at the head of a city. He doesn’t want to be earthy, because to bring a city towards its independence you probably need to be more than human, but he is earthy and human in the end.

Jayce (and Powder)

In episode 1, Jayce had left two sandwiches on his desk next to his dangerous forbidden work. It has tomatoes and lettuce, it's fresh. It’s a sign of how easy he has it at this time, because he can just leave food around his work, food is not precious, he doesn’t need to eat it right away. Then Powder comes into the room, and she’s starving, so her eyes light up to what is a random sandwich to Jayce, but an out of ordinary meal for her. 

And Powder eats, because at this time of the story she is just a child playing around. She is being earthy. She is not concerned by all the stakes yet, she lives the life of a human (we can't exactly say the same about Jinx, who is more akin to a spirit).

There is also very much a thing to say about how Jayce puts his stuff on his desk, and then Powder/Jinx takes it for herself. She did the same with Hextech. (Though, I note that Powder took a bite from the sandwich and didn’t say anything to the others, she didn’t share. While we can argue that her stealing Hextech is helping Zaun, she’s kind of sharing the power with her community. And I’m just here wondering…: Why didn’t Powder share the food? What does this mean about her? Was this done intentionally to say that she’s always been on the selfish side?)

Caitlyn

Caitlyn is nicknamed “Cupcake”. We don’t see her eat, but we see her being called the food. I see it as a way to make us feel how rich and privileged she is, and how Vi feels that and tries to make Caitlyn feels that too. I mean, of course “Cupcake” is a sweet nickname, and the most important meaning is that Vi likes Caitlyn (and also that it can be a reference to one of Caitlyn’s abilities in LoL), but still, a cupcake is a cupcake: a frivolous pastry. A cupcake is not food you get to survive, it’s something you can go without but you get it because it’s yummy. It’s superfluous, but someone from Piltover can afford them regularly. And Caitlyn is beyond that, she is the cupcake. She is a symbol of being rich. And people in the Undercity would want to eat her, but also Vi wants her for other reasons now…

Powder 2

In the « Enemy » clip, Powder plays with her food but does not eat it. She is distracted, and to me it feels like another sign of her being meant to turn into Jinx, a character straight from a tragedy. Something more akin to a deity or spirit of rebellion rather than a little sister. (The clip is all about the seeds of Jinx in Powder, which is why I feel like it is relevant to analyze that scene as one too.)

*big sigh*... Jinx

In the last episode, Jinx brings a cupcake to the table, with the gemstone she stole on top of it. And omg does it bear meanings.

First of all, there is the fact that there is only one cupcake when she invited 3 guests (Vi, Caitlyn, Silco), along with her two brothers who are always with her, maybe we can even count Vander since she did put a plate for him, and herself. With seven people and only one cupcake, we have to wonder: who is going to have the cake? This brings so much tension to the scene: all the people around the table, and only one prize that they have to fight over… And the twist is that no one wants the same thing (Vi wants Powder, Silco wants Jinx, Caitlyn wants the gemstone), and yet they can’t share anything.

Second, the fact that it is a cupcake. Of course it’s a cupcake. Because Vi calls Caitlyn "Cupcake", and it’s all about Jinx wanting Vi to choose her, her zaunite little sister, over her shining new topsider enforcer of a girlfriend. To Jinx, Caitlyn “Cupcake” is a big problem, and that is why she is going to put it on the table.

Third, she put the gemstone on top of the icing. And, visually, that’s what immediately tells us that the stakes are very high, and that we’re very much talking about both the past (the gemstone that killed Jinx and Vi's family) and the future (the key to 'progress' stolen on Progress Day), what we can keep from before and what’s going to have to happen next from that. Also, it feels very irreverent that Jinx puts the symbol of progress on a cute pastry. She is not scared of dirtying what is both a treasure, leverage, power, a weapon, … The gemstone is so much, and Jinx puts it into cream because she can. Because she wants to question it. Because she wants to be the one who decides what is going to happen with the gem. She makes a display of how this moment is a turning point, and how she is the one who is going to decide where we’re going from here. Basically, what is so scary about that episode is how much power Jinx has into her hands, next to how emotional and affected she is by every single word and eye twitch she gets from her guests.

Also, I might be seeing too much into it, maybe, but I still think that the reference is relevant: the cupcake with a gemstone on it is a pomegranate.

It does look like it: the gemstone is visually akin to a blue pomegranate berry, and it is on a cupcake that serves as the husk of an actual pomegranate that holds its berries. With the differences that in Jinx’s tea party the cupcake is the less important because it’s edible while the stakes are less about who is going to get food and more about who is going to leave with the gem of power, while in the pomegranate mythology it’s straight about whether you eat it or not, so the berries are the most important because they are edible (Persephone). 

Also, in ancient Greek mythology, the pomegranate is related to death. It’s “the fruit of the dead”. And for Jinx, those magical stones are definitely all about death, since that is what she killed all her family with, whole family that she invited at her table. There is just this vibe around her gemstone crowned cupcake that I feel is the same around the pomegranates in mythology. It’s all about death, choosing to eat, staying underground (Persephone spending time in the underworld, Jinx shooting to make the Undercity an independent Zaun, Vi choosing Topside if we refer to her LoL affiliation). It's all very much about choosing underground/aboveground, and staying with the dead or not.

And the gemstone is only one berry while there are always several in the pomegranate, but I would say that that’s precisely because what is at stake with the tea party is choosing a person over another (Vi choosing between Jinx and Caitlyn, Jinx choosing between Silco and Vi, Jinx choosing to be Jinx or Powder) in a case where one choice has to exclude the other. So it’s a pomegranate with only one grain, and that is what makes us go even more « oh no… », because it's all about choosing, and we know that the ending cannot not be a tragedy for at least one character (joke’s on us, it ends up being a tragedy for absolutely everyone ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ).

TLDR: Arcane is a tragedy, Vi tries to get out of it by eating greasy food with her fingers while Silco says he’d never do that while doing that, and then Jinx puts one single pomegranate cupcake on a table with seven people around it and waits for them to fight for it, but they all bicker about other stuff than the food she baked herself, so she judges that no one is deserving of it and she destroys the world as a logic consequence. Arcane is all about how easy yet complicated it is to eat.

#Arcane #meta #analysis #That's my type #I am trying #food #cupcake #Jinx #Silco #Vi #Caitlyn Kiramman #Jayce Talis #Powder #Zaun #Piltover #character analysis

[speedforce-zoomies]

Y’all know what I think would make an interesting AU?

If everyone in the 90’s Young Justice was a clone or a “clone”

Canonically we’ve already got two out of the main ten

Conner Kent/Superboy being a “clone” of Superman & Lex Luthor

& Slobo being a clone of Lobo

Two things to note 1) I think it’s kinda boring if all of them have the same backstory so I’ll still try to give them all a reason that they’ve left Cadmus early in life

And 2) If we’re looking at all the various DC works 1 to 1 clones usually have some major issues

For example the other attempts at cloning Superman didn’t work, the DNA was too unstable

And in the DCAU, the Supergirl 1 on 1 clone had the side effect of being mentally connected to Supergirl which made her mentally unstable and Waller purposely avoided going the 1 to 1 route with Terry implying that it was still not a smart route to go down decades later

Therefore every “clone” will still have two “parents”

Let’s start with the other members of the core four

Tim - obviously a clone of Bruce, could add in Selena’s DNA if the scientists want some extra kick or he could still be the son of Janet so that he’s raised in a similar manner (rich kid upbringing) to Bruce

Janet and Jack could be having fertility issues and are given an opportunity to have a child through Cadmus and they just ignore all the weird stuff like rich people tend to do. Maybe they know Tim is Bruce’s clone, maybe they don’t. 🤷🏼‍♀️

Cassie - Diana Prince & Steve Trevor - not only would this give them access to the Amazons/Themyscira but also to a member of military personnel who knows a lot of stuff he probably shouldn’t

If this pairing Helena Sandsmark could be chosen to adopt her specifically so that she has a higher chance of interacting with the Greek gods which activates her powers (I mean Helena is already canonically interacting with them - might not be hard for Cadmus to realize that)

Could also do Diana & Helena Sandsmark, she could be in the same boat as Janet in the earlier scenario and just rolls with all the weird stuff.

Bart - Barry and Iris. Could still have the aging problem and still raised in Virtual Reality just some centuries behind the usual route. Imagine him thinking up the twins names himself - I mean Dawn and Don as twin names SOUND like they came from a kid raised in VR lol. When Barry and Iris later have the twins, they just roll with the names because Bart said them so matter of fact and Cadmus acts like they aren’t surprised that Bart got it right about Iris’s pregnancy.

Maybe they send him to go find Wally through suggestions from the VR so that he can better learn his powers/can become the next Flash and then Wally sends him to Max like in canon.

Now for the others…

Cissie - super easy Bonnie & Ollie. Bonnie as an Olympic-level archer wants her daughter to be the best archer and a hero and so she seeks out Cadmus and asks just straight up asks them for a clone.

Greta - I’m sorry to say is a mystery. She was a failed clone but no one seems to know who her original DNA came from.

Anita - could be a clone of her mother Oshi if Agua killed Oshi before she had Anita. Cadmus could reach out and be like hey Donald Fite it’s not the same as having your wife back but um, we could clone her? Give you a kid? Maybe Agua pushes for it idk

La'gaan - I couldn’t find much about his history prior to him becoming an Atlantis citizen so I imagine Cadmus might have captured his “parents” or maybe it’s someone who works with Orm and wants to send in a spy and though a child would be easier to get in than an adult. When Aquaman makes him a citizen he decides not to betray his confidence.

Ray - cloned from the original Ray and his wife or another golden age hero. Again pretty simple. Cadmus just thought he was neat. They are obsessed with Sun based superheroes after all. Ray is one I could see being locked up in Cadmus until the formation of the team since he was already locked away from the Sun in his origin story.

So at some point I imagine Tim would probably start to unravel things which would lead to similar events to canon (regarding the formation of the team I mean) but I just think it would be interesting since cloning is so prevalent in the DC universe to have an entire team of clones or “clones”

Maybe after distributing the other clones Luthor gets the idea to actually raise Conner himself which is always a fun AU

Plus with all this cloning going on they could potentially have the tools to prevent Slobo’s body from degrading which is a nice bonus

What do y’all think?

#tim drake #cassie sandsmark #Bart Allen #cissie king jones #greta hayes #anita fite #La'gaan #ray terrill #conner kent #slobo #young justice 98 #90s young justice #lex luthor #project cadmus #bruce wayne #Janet drake #diana prince #helena sandsmark #steve trevor #Barry Allen #Iris Allen #bonnie king jones #oliver queen #my au

[villainsandvictimsalliance]

Shan your Tomura posts are making me so sad and so angry at the same time 😭😭😭

Thinking about all the ways and all the times he could have been saved! All the what ifs and all the should haves! 😭😭

"What if his dad came to his senses and was more understanding with him?" "What if someone took his hand or called for help?" "What if he was in that hospital with Touya and upon Touya's escape he took Tomura?" "What if someone with a good heart saw Tomura with all those hands walking around at night and thought 'this isn't right, let me call someone and report' "? "Toshinori should have listened to his heart both times instead of following Gran Torino's advice" "Gran Torino should have kept an eye on Nana's son from a distance" and so on and so on 😭😭

Truly tragic ... 😭

The most important thing to take away from Tenko's story is that AFO probably prevented people from helping Tenko, from also the culture of the Hero Society had a lot to do with it too.

It's been stated multiple times in bnha that heroes can't save everyone and can't be everywhere at once. There's a part of bnha where Deku asks All Might if he has ever failed to save someone and All Might explains that not one, but hundreds of times he couldn't be there to save people. Heroes are only people after all. They have limits. Even if the law makes them look all invincible, well, fear is what powers the smile behind All Might, isn't it?

Fear because you're putting your life on the line.

Fear because you're not invulnerable.

Even the strongest man alive is only a man.

The thesis of the bnha spin off Vigilantes is just that. The law has a limit and it restrains what a pro-hero can do. A power-enhanced society like bnha is full of dangers you can't control, because accidents and common malice can get serious in a blink. There is a gap for evil. You can't close it.

Actually, the only way to control that little breach is through daily decency. To help your neighbor, to be kind, to pay attention to what others need and how can you make the world a better place. It can sound cheesy, but that's exactly how bnha started

Didn't Deku go to save Bakugo as a common citizen? Now, Bakugo is the one who killed AFO. We're saying that if Deku hadn't helped Bakugo that day, the world could be completely doomed.

Big heroic acts count A LOT. I'm not convincing anyone otherwise. It's just that a million little acts of goodness are more important to keep everyone safe than trusting an army in a war.

AFO gave Tenko probably a bit more than half a day to wander around. Tenko killed the Shimuras at dusk, we saw him walking after the tragedy in plain daylight and I think AFO "found him" the afternoon of the same day.

In truth, he didn't wait a lot, did he?

That's because he couldn't risk someone actually reporting that a kid covered in blood was walking around with the stare of a thousand yards. AFO couldn't risk a pro-hero finding Tenko, could he? He needed enough time to convince Tomura that the world was an uncaring place full of apathy for kids like him. AFO manipulated the situation to make it way worse by using the flaws of the Hero Society. That's a fact.

The night the Shimuras died, Nao finally stood up for Tenko and gave Kotaro an ultimatum. We can't know if things could have been better. They died before anything could change.

We have no evidence of Tomura even contacting any of the other kids that AFO manipulated. It's safe to assume he kept Tomura isolated from the world. That means that no one could ever show him any kindness. AFO was not allowing Tomura any chance to escape, not like Touya for example.

AFO probably got some cops on his side when it came to reporting the Shimura incident.

Grand Torino recognized to himself during the War arc that maybe the decision Nana and him took was not the right one. They shouldn't have abandoned Kotaro like that.

My whole point is that yes, society failed Tomura, but AFO wouldn't give them a chance to make up for their mistakes. The only reason why Deku is able to help Tomura now is because AFO is dead.

Not doomed by the narrative, doomed by AFO.

If only AFO hadn't had such insane control over Tomura's life, maybe he could have been saved or at least escaped like Touya did 😭😭 but that man was a pro at ruining children's lives and making sure no one could ever make it better for them 😭

#shan's asks #bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #league of villains #lov #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #shigaraki tomura #tenko Shimura #afo #all for one

[green-kat331]

My Friend Spider-man

Pt 3: interviewee

(Spider-man x reader)

Warnings: None

Pt1 / pt2

It was early in the morning, the sun had just risen leaving the sky a lovely mixture of orange and blue. You nervously tapped your foot and picked at your fingers. You were currently at the agreed spot Spider-Man said he wanted to meet. 

The roof of a random business building. Discrete but easy to get to, How considerate.

The pit of uneasiness jumbled in your stomach You didn’t even give yourself time to eat breakfast because you were scared you would throw it all up out of nervousness, this would be so much easier with Peter by your side but he got busy again so he couldn’t make it. You called him practically begging that he accompany you but he was insistent that you were capable of the interview on your own and he couldn’t come. You wanted to be mad but knew it wasn’t his fault. 

Now Spider-man was late, 15 minutes late. 

Geez isn’t that just your luck? 

—

In order to pass the time you look over your prepared questions in your notebook, you wanted to know as much as you could within the limits of concealing his identity, though it is a topic you do wish to dwell in

Who doesn’t want to know what type of person the hero that swings around new york and saves people is?

Who wouldn’t want to know the man under the mask?

Your foot hasn’t stopped tapping since you first sat down on the building’s bench. 

“Morning” 

The sudden voice made you jump slightly and look up. There was the man you waited for that morning, Spider-Man. He stood straight and tall in his regular everyday suit next to the bench. One of his arms was hidden behind his back as he gave you a casual little wave. 

“I got you breakfast.” He says revealing his arm. 

“Thanks.” You say grabbing the little baggy from his hands. It was from your favorite fast-food stop. “Nice to know you also have great taste.” You say putting down the bag next to you. 

“Only the best for my favorite reporter lady.” He states, walking around and going to sit on the roof floor. 

This makes you laugh “Well if it helps you should also know my name is (____).” 

“Well,(____). What questions are you just dying to ask me?” 

—

Minute after minute question after question you ask and ask but he continues to dodge each and every single one! 

“What is the most grueling thing about your everyday life?” You would ask 

“Oh, I don’t know, motion sickness.”

“When did your powers first begin in your life?” 

“Puberty hit me pretty weird.” 

“How would you say your best method of defeating your opponents is?” 

“Hit their ego harder.” 

Frustration began to expand in your stomach and replace the butterflies. Was he playing you? Or is this the juicy side of his personality you needed for that 100% authentic Spidey attitude-filled report? 

No, he was definitely playing you right now.

You got off the bench, leaving the notebook behind, and went to sit right next to him legs crossed. His joking tone settles and he looks at you quickly, Then back at the city. 

“Spider-man… Why did you choose to become a hero? What drives you to help the citizens of New York?” You asked 

“I was given the power to help others, a power that I had no choice over. A great man in my life taught me to use it responsibly. One day I wasn’t able to protect him. So I decided to dedicate my life to defeating those that need to be defeated and keeping people like yourself safe, from all the dangers that follow me.” He states seriously, you gazed softly up at him. This moment was so tense, and for some strange reason, the hero next to you felt, vulnerable. Like he was opening himself up to you. Only you. 

“I umm…I won’t include that if you don’t want me to.” You say shuffling slightly beside him

“Aww…You won’t include the most interesting piece of info just for little ol’ me?” He coos tilting his head towards you.

You smile at him “Of course if you’re gonna be looking out for me, I might as well look out for you as well. Then We can call it even” 

"Even? I saved you three times in the last 48 hours." He scoffs lightheartedly standing up and walking away. 

"Three? No no, It's only been twice" You correct also standing up and following him.

"Nope, could've sworn it was three." he spins and walks backward facing you. He was getting closer and closer to the edge of the roof your eyes darted to his masked eyes and the side of the building. 

"I think I would know how many times I've been saved by you from near death." You respond still walking towards him.

"Yeah, and it would be three." He says and stumbles over the ledge, instinctively you reach out and grab him. Your arms hold onto his upper arm to keep him from ‘falling’ You knew he would be totally fine. 

You pull him back onto the roof holding his arm close. 

“It’s alright…” You can hear the smirk in his voice. You glare at him then lightly pushed him and he falls off the building.

“That was rude!”  he shouts. After a few seconds of falling, he shoots a web onto the building and rests on the side of it.

“Why don’t we get together for lunch later, so we can discuss further on the topic,” you say peeking over the ledge down at him. He looks up “Lunch? You know I can’t sit at a restaurant with ya?” He responds louder so you can hear.

“You know where I live, meet me there.” You say 

He thinks for a moment then jumps off the building and swings away. You sigh then walk back to the bench. You notice the bag of food he gave you earlier, you pick it up and take out the breakfast sandwich. It’s cold. 

While eating the sandwich you hear a ping

Spidey: See you then 8).

You smile at the message then quickly finish and pack your thing to leave. 

On the way home you thought about what to get the web-swinging hero likes to eat. You decided to go to the diner you and Peter like to hang out at. Hopefully, he also likes the same foods as Peter. It’ll sure make your life easier. 

—

After a couple hours of doing both homework and writing your report, you stretch and eye the time 

-12:27 PM

Spiderman could arrive any minute. When you got home you noticed Mikey was out, probably at work. That gave you the opportunity to clean up and put the food away. 

You look over more of your notes reviewing what questions you could use for the report. You look over the text carefully, each answer had just a hint of his personality in it each sassy or casual comeback. You laugh at one of his answers, one that you didn’t really appreciate at the time but now looking back you found them funny and charming. Suddenly you hear a knocking next to you. 

There you see Spiderman waving through your balcony door. 

I perk up and immediately stand up and open the doors “Hey! You actually came” You greet more surprised than you wish to admit. He hesitates to step into your room hovering one foot between the balcony flooring and your carpet. He decides against entering deciding to stay outside. 

“I got us lunch. I don’t really know what you like so I got you what my friend usually orders from the diner.” You stand up and walk out of your room for a moment to grab the takeout and heat it up. 

When you finally re-enter you no longer see the hero at your balcony. This confuses you, you put down the food and look around the area, you scan down the balcony when suddenly Spiderman popped up right next to you “Surprise!” he says after his sudden appearance. You jump away. 

“Sorry” he laughs 

You smile at his playfulness “You know when we didn’t meet yet i thought you were going to be much more serious.” You laugh. He shrugs and sits on the balcony floor. You bring out the food and he excitedly pulls the mask up just above his nostrils and grabs the sandwich. 

His action surprised you. His mouth and chin were the only inches of skin revealed, the most you or anyone have ever seen from him. His skin was beige with a peachy tint. Your eyes fixated on the only bits of his cheeks you could see. They were lightly freckled. For some reason that part of his face was… familiar?

You brush off the idea. And grab your own food.

“So what about you?” he says mouth full of his BLT sandwich. 

You look over at him curiosity on your face, “hmm?” you question also in the middle of your bite. 

“What are you like?” He asks with a smile 

“Why do you wanna know something like that?” you asked, Spiderman thinks for a moment “Well you’re always asking me questions about myself, I wanna ask some stuff about you. Don’t worry it’s for my (_____) the reporter report,” he states, you chuckle and push him lightly. 

“Oh shut up.” 

“But seriously, tell me more about you.” He laughs

You sigh and look down at your lap “What do you wanna know about me? Got any questions?” You ask willing to entertain this role switch he decided on so suddenly.

“Well… what are you like?” he asks, you smile at his attempt to come up with a good question on the spot.

“Hm, Well I grew up here in Queens, I went to the same middle school and the same high school as any other kid who lived around here. I’m studying journalism in college and, as you know, I work at the bugle as a part-time reporter.” you summarize quickly. 

“Okay, maybe not the best question,” he smirks, and goes back to eating

a few minutes pass and after he finishes he pulls down his mask and turns in his seated position to look at you.

“Do you wanna know who i am?” he asks in a more serious tone. This surprises you “if i say yes would you tell me?” you question 

He shrugs. Is he.. Testing you?

You think for a moment, it would be interesting to know who he was under the mask, but something inside of you didn’t want to know. “No, i don’t at least not right now.” you answer with a smile. 

“Really? Why?” He asks 

“It’s more fun this way. I like the mystery of you.” You said and stand up to go back inside and grab a few drinks.

Ping 

Peter: Hey, look what i got. *Image attached*

You open the attached image and see it’s a picture of Spiderman crawling on one of the business buildings from that morning. 

Quickly you reply back in his support and return to Spiderman who was now sitting on the rail of the balcony

“Okay, tell me honestly how you and Peter are always in the same vacinity at the same time?” you ask and show him the picture you just received. 

“Peter Parker, The photographer? You’re friends with him?” He asked this surprises you for a moment, you didn’t expect Spiderman to actually know who you were talking about. Had Peter met with Spiderman and never even told you?

“You know him?” 

“Well, I never talked to him but he’s always there taking pictures. I even posed for him a couple times.” 

You smile at the thought of Spider-man purposefully posing for Peters camera, he is not going to believe you when you tell him.

“Are you close?” He asks 

“He’s my best friend, and basically the reason I survived high school.” You laugh half sarcasically but with a hint of sincerity. 

“He seems great.” he comments still on the rail.

“He is.” You say leaning on the metal bar besides him to look out at the city. No matter how many times you stood and watched everything go by.

It was a beautiful sight

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A/N: Hey guys thanks for liking my fic it really means a lot. this is my first time dedicating myself to a full fic. If you want to be tagged for future parts be sure to comment! Thank you for reading!

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[9r7g5h]

To the Chapel (Even Though We Want to Run)

Fandom: My Hero Academia, Boku no Hero Academia 

Rating: T

Genre: Gen

Summary: Of all the ways Izuku had imagined his wedding day to go, he never thought it would feel like a funeral procession.

Words: 3,742

Of all the ways Izuku had imagined his wedding day to go, he never thought it would feel like a funeral procession.

It was beautiful, of course. The horse he rode upon was magnificent, a gentle but strong mare that had been decked out in ribbons and gold, her mane twisted into elegant knots, nothing like his own unruly hair that refused everything his attendants had tried. Everyone that followed behind him dressed in new clothes that shimmered in the light, crystals and sometimes even real gems sewn into the cloth to give the illusion of wealth. Banners had been hung from every building that lined the way he and his own would travel down, letting their people see their prince as he rode to his wedding; a parade that, in other circumstances, would have been joyful.

He remembered, vaguely, the cheers that came from the citizens when he’d gone to witness Prince Touya and his knight Hawks wed many years ago. How happy the people had been that their wayward prince had found love and decided to come home, to take his father’s throne and turn their kingdom back from ruin. None of that greeted him now, only pitiful stares as he tried to hold back his tears and forced a smile on his face, waving at the people he knew. The people who had become his friends, the family that had taken the place of his mother when she had passed, when his father had turned his back at his presentation, who had held him together when this union had been announced. At least they had been given a decent sum, like all the citizens of the capital had, to do what needed to be done to keep up appearances.

King Hisashi Midoriya might hate his omega son, might have married him off the first moment he could, but he at least cared enough about appearances for this.

The castle itself was glorious to behold - money, Izuku knew, they did not have. Or, rather, would have soon enough; his soon to be husband (he couldn’t help but shudder at the word, his stomach turning at the thought he quickly pushed aside so he didn’t spoil his clothes) was wealthy, and the ‘bride’ price that he’d paid as part of this alliance agreement would shore up the kingdom for years to come. Would stave off another famine, give the diviners time to find another vein of gold, would keep his people safe. All the reasons why he was going through with this, why he hadn’t fled the moment the opportunity was presented to him.

Izuku was more willing to do what needed to be done for his people. He just wished the cost to himself wasn’t so high, and didn’t leave him feeling so sick.

It hurt to bring his mare to a halt before the castle doors. Not because he was one step closer to everything, to facing his father and the man he was being married off to, but because before he could dismount himself he heard the clanking of armor, felt the large hands wrap around his waist and lift, was forced to look into the pained red eyes of the man who stood before him. The man who, just last night, had done what he had sworn to never do before and begged - begged him to run away with him, to leave all of this behind; fuck the royalty and the kingdom that would sell him, please, let’s just go.

Izuku raised his head and forced a smile, ignoring the wetness under his eyes as he squeezed the forearms supporting him. “Thank you, Kacchan. I’m ok. You can let go now.”

For a long moment, Katsuki stood there, his head bowed, hands still around Izuku’s waist. He knew what he was thinking, had heard the thoughts before: was thinking, at that moment, it wouldn’t be hard to swing them both up onto one of the horses, to ride out of there before anyone else could be mobilized to chase them. That they could find refuge somewhere and get the happy ending they craved. That his sword was sharp, he was the best knight in the entire kingdom, that he was an alpha, that he could win.

Instead, Katsuki let go, his eyes defeated even as he schooled the rest of his face into something close to neutral. He took a step back, putting a respectable distance between them, his head lowering into a bow. “Of course, my Prince.”

Not childhood friends. Not pained lovers being forced to part. Just a prince and his knight, the guardian assigned to keep him alive. A job. Nothing more. That was all anyone would see.

Izuku was glad, now, for the perfumes and layers of cloth that covered his neck, that blocked his natural scent and gave off a lie of pleasure. Without it, someone could have noticed how much that pained him, how hard it broke his heart to not hear the possession within his voice that normally existed whenever Katsuki called him ‘My Prince.’ It was only proper that these ties be severed before they could bind, but that didn’t make cutting them any less painful.

The halls of the castle, at least, were loud enough to drown out the ringing in his ears and the fuzz in his head, people laughing and talking and yelling to be heard over the music that Izuku’s father had hired to ensure there wasn’t a moment of silence. It made it easier, not having to speak, just nodding in acknowledgment when spoken to, waving his hand towards the musicians if anyone tried to start a conversation. Most of them were attendants of his future husband, soon to be his own, and while they seemed like lovely people, the idea of interacting with them at this time was terrifying.

Only a few of his people would be allowed to come with him. Ochako, Iida and Tsu. Not even Kacchan was allowed to come with him to his new castle, his new home, though perhaps that was more of a blessing that King Hisashi had granted than a curse. It would hurt to see him after having to lay in another man’s bed, see him interact with another alpha’s children, both of them wanting but unable to have.

So perhaps this was right. Izuku had meant it when he said Katsuki could let go. Their final interaction to bring them some semblance of peace, of closure, even if the wound itself would never heal. Childhood promises broken and left behind, no matter how much they wanted to keep them.

Before he could sit and consider and let his mind spiral down into the darkness that often awaited him, the people were moving into the chapel, the music was changing, his attendants standing behind him. As much escorting him as making sure he didn’t mess up, his father’s biggest concern of the day, so sure his worthless omega son would do something to ruin this treaty. Which he wouldn’t. Izuku refused to be the failure he was believed to be; he would do this for his father, his country, for his people. Would complete the treaty and get the money and alliance that would keep them safe for so many years, if not generations, to come. He would keep his head high and stomach in check, and he would do what needed to be done.

Even if it meant marrying the man he once saw as an uncle, who had been there since he was a child, had been the one to tell him tales of love and happy endings, cruelly knowing he was never going to get his own. Even if it meant being mated to King Yagi Toshinori, the thought of which made his very skin crawl as he began to walk down the aisle, he would do it.

For his kingdom, and for his people.

The ceremony was quick - or perhaps he never really paid attention, his mind blank as the man Toshinori had brought with him read from the book, the two of them repeating after him almost mechanically. Hands tied together, wine drunk from the same cup, messages and symbolism he knew but didn’t, couldn’t remember. Because this was a fake, a falsehood, not a marriage but an exchange between his father and someone he thought cared about him, and all he could do for the rest of his life was accept it.

When Toshinori lifted his veil and placed a chaste kiss on his forehead, Izuku couldn’t stop the tears. Didn’t even try. Just stared up at his new husband, at the old friend and mentor that had betrayed him, and, perhaps selfishly, was glad he was a blond as well. If he was to be forced to have his children, at least if they came out blond, perhaps with his own green eyes, he could pretend.

He could barely remember the feast - he knew the food was supposed to be good, had smelt the chefs cooking for days. But even with course after course of delicious food laid out before him (enough to feed most of the capital, he knew, bitterly, enough to keep many of them going for days, and all of this wasted on a lie), he couldn’t eat. Couldn’t open his mouth, couldn’t bring himself to taste what he knew would be sour and ash upon his tongue. All he knew was he sat there, next to his husband, as time passed in leaps and jerks until finally, a hand was at his elbow, gently helping him rise from his seat. Izuku was aware enough to flush at the comments thrown their way as Toshinori led him towards the exit, ignoring the lewd statements and just waving towards his attendants, the group of people Izuku had never met and who would now become his entire life rising and following after them as they made their way towards the wing of the castle set aside just for them.

Just for this. Their wedding night.

He was glad, then, that he’d eaten nothing, because at the sight of the bedroom - the luxurious bed, the blankets already half nested, a steaming cup of tea that he knew would cause a faux heat if he drank it (to aid in conception the woman had told his father so the king can have an heir as soon as possible) - he wanted to be sick. He wanted to reject everything, this marriage, his title as Prince, the life he was now expected to go and live. But he couldn’t, so all he could do was reject the little that was in his stomach, bile stinging his throat and tongue as he struggled not to soil himself and the rug beneath his feet. The rug that kept him bolted to the floor, because right then and there he wanted to run, wanted to flee from the old alpha towering over him, reaching out towards him, he wanted Kacchan-

“Young Midoriya, you’re shaking. Please, come sit.” Gentle hands took his elbow and forearm, leading him away from the bed, towards a pair of chairs that had been pulled out to look at one another. Carefully Toshinori lowered Izuku into one before settling himself into the other, groaning lowly as his bones shifted. When he was settled, though, he gave Izuku a small, sad smile, his sunken eyes still visible enough to show the pity he felt. “You have nothing to fear, my boy.” His voice was soothing, his scent pulled in to keep as calming of an environment as he could. “While we may be husbands on paper, you are nothing more than my nephew, and I am nothing more than your Uncle Toshi. You are safe, my boy.”

“Why?” He was still shaking, still tense in his chair as he looked at the man before him, offering him so much after having taken away everything. Were his words true? Or were they some kind of twisted game, getting his hopes up only to destroy them? Izuku, a year ago, would have said his Uncle Toshi - an uncle in all but blood, the closest family friend his kingdom had - was a kind, honorable man, one who spoke straight and would never do something like that. Now, however, he just wasn’t sure. “Why did this happen?”

“Izuku...” Toshinori ran his hand over his face, up through his hair to push it back and out of his eyes. He was tired; it was clear the day had been long for him as well, though Izuku couldn’t find it within himself at the moment to care. “May I speak freely of your father?”

A nod.

“He’s a horrid man, and the only reason I maintained my friendship with him was because of your mother, and after her passing, you.” That got a chuckle out of Izuku. Not from the words themselves, but from how refreshing it was to hear someone other than Kacchan speak so freely of their hatred towards his father, something they all could agree upon. The chuckle seemed to cheer Toshinori up, allowing him to relax a little bit more into his chair. “You must know that your father was hoping for an alpha son, or at the very least a beta. So when you presented as an omega, he was quite disappointed with the outcome.”

‘You could have at least done me the courtesy of being born a girl, if all you were going to be good for was taking dick and pushing out pups. Wouldn’t have wasted all that sword training on you.’

Izuku knew exactly how his father felt.

“So when your father began talking about an alliance between kingdoms, he made it quite clear that part of the deal would be you. That he no longer wanted you around the castle, and thus whoever was willing to take you would get the alliance.” Toshinori reached out and patted Izuku’s hand, a calming gesture to try and counteract the harsh words. “When he made me the ‘offer,’ I tried to change it so you would become my ward, but he was strangely insistent that it was marriage instead. I believe so, if anything became of me, you wouldn’t be returned to him.”

“My father truly does hate me that much,” Izuku sighed, pulling up one leg to rest his head on his knee. He’d known it, but the reminder still hurt.

“Not just you,” Toshinori said gently, “but all omegas, for some reason. Which is why I finally agreed to marry you. So you’ll be away from your father, and whatever ignorance he has. Some gold that can easily be regained is a small price to pay for the happiness of my favorite nephew.”

He tried, he truly did, but Izuku couldn’t stop the tears that slid down his cheeks. He was so exhausted, mentally and emotionally, that it was just too hard to try and hide anything from the man before him. The man who had gone from being uncle to traitor to husband and back to uncle again in just a few hours, who had taken and given back a little bit of the sense of safety Izuku had lost from this whole ordeal. Who had watched him grow, and knew him so well. Izuku couldn’t hide.

“I’ll be free of my father, Uncle Toshi,” Izuku agreed, wiping angrily at his cheeks, “but he won’t let Kacchan come with us. And I... I’m...”

“I have a plan for that, my boy.” Toshinori left his chair and knelt before Izuku, wiping at his face for him. “What if I told you that a king can offer a knighthood to another knight, and it can be taken without consequence, save for a small fee paid to the other king? That the family of said knight can easily be moved with them, including all of their tailoring machines, and that it’s quite easy for good clothsmithes to get set up where we will be going to live? That I would be happy to appoint him your personal knight, with quarters in your wing of the castle so he can attend to you whenever necessary? What if I told you all of those things?”

Izuku was crying for real now, sobbing helplessly as he let his uncle hug him, making calming sounds as he ran his hand up and down his back, much like his mother once did when he was a child. It truly was too much, this had to be a dream, because it was more than he ever could have hoped for and everything he ever could have wanted.

“Fucking get off me, shitty hair!”

“Ahh, looks like my attendant found your knight.” Toshinori chuckled as he stood, using his shirt hem to wipe at the tears still left on Izuku’s cheeks. “Just in time, this next part will most likely include both of you.”

It took another few moments before the door burst open, a soaking wet Katsuki dragged in by three of the attendants Izuku recognized as belonging to Toshinori. Even clearly drunk they were struggling to keep a hold on him, his strength shown as he thrashed between them.

“Sorry, my lord,” one of them said with a sharp smile, his red hair dripping. “We wanted to sober him up a bit before we brought him to you. Took me in too.”

“Because you tried to push me into the fucking lake, you dipshit, of course I was bringing you too. Just let me go so I can fuck off.” A snap of teeth at one of the hands holding him, the black-haired man barely moving them in time.

“Young Bakugou, if you would please calm down, I believe you’ll enjoy the conversation I’d like to have with you.”

Even drunk Katsuki recognized Toshinori's voice - how could he not, when the man had spent almost as much time with him as Izuku growing up? He stilled in the attendants' grasp, eyes flickering around the room, searching, a sigh of relief leaving him when he found the bed and saw it empty. Though it was clear he was on guard when he was finally allowed to stand on his own, shaking off the hands that tried to keep him upright to do it himself, even if there was a slight sway in the way he stood.

He glanced towards the set of chairs, but his gaze didn't linger. Instead settling on the king's feet, hands twitching before settling into fists. "You need something, your majesty?"

"Please, leave us," to the attendants, waiting until the door was firmly shut before Toshinori shuffled back to his chair. Glancing around the room himself, he gestured towards a stool in the corner, nodding when Katsuki moved to grab it. "Please, young Bakugou, come join us. I was just discussing the possibility of you coming to join us in my kingdom with young Midoriya."

Katsuki froze half-seated, his eyes flickering to Izuku once before dropping to the ground again. But that flicker was enough - he was hurting, and the idea of coming with them, of seeing Izuku in the arms of another man, would kill him. And he thought Izuku cruel for asking him to watch.

"Kacchan," Izuku said softly, the smile he gave unseen as Katsuki refused to look at him, "please, hear him out."

A curt nod, hands clenched into fists on his knees, but at least he stayed.

"It’s well known I never intended to take a mate,” Toshinori said calmly, looking between the two. His smile was small, affection clear in his eyes. “And I still never intend to.”

Katsuki's head jerked up, staring wide-eyed between Toshinori and the smiling Izuku. "Deku," he rasped, tongue heavy with emotions and drink, "what..."

"Our marriage is platonic," Toshinori continued. "I have no interest in Izuku, beyond him as a nephew, or a son. This was to protect him from his father, and nothing more. Though, I will still need heirs for my kingdom." He leaned forward, fingers interlacing as he rested his chin on his folded hands. He kept his gaze steady on Katsuki, watching as the gears clicked into place behind his eyes. "Any children Izuku has will officially be listed as my own, but who he chooses as the sire is no concern of mine. Though, interestingly enough, just yesterday afternoon I discovered that my own great-grandmother happened to have red eyes herself. There are no portraits of her, of course, but a description of her was found in a very old journal. A brilliant red, it said."

Izuku reached out, Katsuki quickly taking his hand, squeezing it tight as he looked up at King Toshinori as if he was something more than just a man, just a king offering them everything they could have wanted. Both of their faces were wet, Izuku realized, a new kind of tears slipping unnoticed until that moment down their cheeks as they were given back their future.

Toshinori chuckled as he stood and wiped at Izuku's face once again with the hem of his shirt, a quick kiss on his forehead before doing the same to Katsuki, a gesture the alpha didn't even try to protest. "If those red eyes just happen to appear in the children listed as my own," he said softly, clasping Katsuki's shoulder - approval, an excited wish for the happiness he would soon see grow - "well, it's common knowledge that rare features like those can skip generations. And my people know how to keep their mouths shut."

Izuku was aware of the door closing behind Toshinori as he left but could barely pay it any mind as Katsuki’s hands cupped his face, tilting it up to draw him into a kiss. It was wet, the smell of the lake filling his nose and the taste of drink sour and strong on his lips, but Izuku couldn’t care less as the same hands that had so easily lifted him from his horse earlier that day now lifted him from the chair, stumbling steps letting them collapse on the bed that was now theirs. Theirs and theirs alone, and if this wasn’t a cruel game there would be another waiting for them at their new home, just theirs.

For the first time on his wedding day, Izuku laughed, truly laughed, and pulled his knight Kacchan in for another kiss.

[END]

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[madametamma]

I want to gush about Disney's Robin Hood, just because I love this movie

This is not only my comfort movie when I'm sad, my favorite theatrically released Disney animated movie but also my favorite iteration of the character.

Now I could go on about how silly this movie is, in a 'fuck anyone who questions it, it's fun', kind of way. I adore any movie that combines swashbuckling with comedy and I will accept no arguments.

I could go on about what a good time the action is. That climax where the first half is all about sneaking the prisoners out in the quiet of the night and then turns into a bombastic, 'no where to go and nothing is safe' race to get out is amazing.

I could go on about how sweet and romantic the movie is. I love that the movie begins with Marian and Robin already having an established romantic history together. I love that when Robin is caught and is sentenced to death, Marian pours her heart out in an attempt to save him and even though Robin has spent his life living and surviving through deception, at this moment, when faced with death and staring into the eyes of the one he loves most, he can only speak the truth. That he loves her more than life itself.

I could go on about how the songs are so catchy and when they get stuck in your head you can't help but smile!

I could go on about how good Brian Bedford is at playing Robin hood, balancing out his cockiness and his genuine sincerity. You believe him when he smiles and says softly "Keep your chin up."

But what I love MOST about this movie is how every normal citizen in Nottingham is in their own way a hero. There are certain things only Robin and little john can do. They have a particular skill set that makes them the best at their jobs, but they wouldn't get anywhere if not for the everyday people of the village. Everyone contributes somehow.

Friar Tuck is able to go into people's houses to make sure they get the money Robin steals for them as well as deliver messages back and forth from the what's going on in town to Robin and little john living in the deep woods.

Little mouse nun gives her savings to the poor box in an effort to do SOMETHING for someone.

When Robin is captured Marian uses her status to beg for his life even knowing doing so puts her own comfort and safety at risk.

When the prison break goes down, everyone does whatever they can to help each other get out so that no one is left behind.

Even Characters like the Rabbit widow or the disabled blacksmith do their part by simply keeping their mouth shut and not telling the sheriff about Robin hood even though doing so might get them a reward.

We'd all like to have the fantastical skill set that Robin Hood has to never the get caught and be able to help others but realistically we don't and we have responsibilities that get int the way of taking those risks at all, but that doesn't mean we can't be the kind of hero who contributes to saving the world in our own ways.

This movie makes me feel happy and hopeful.

#Robin Hood #Movies I love #comfort movie

[lou-struck]

Photo Op

Izuku Midoriya x reader

~Izuku just has to get a picture with his Idol, even if it's a cheap imitation.

This is another installment for my 300 followers event which you could find HERE.

'Wait!, Izuku,' you call speed walking after the mop of fluffy green hair carefully making his way through the crowd. His muscular frame trying not to trample over any other Pakgoers. "Where are you going?"

Seeing that your shouts are in vain. Once there is enough space to run without obstacles you take off, finally catching up to the pro hero and grabbing his scarred hand with both of yours.

His Emerald orbs find your face as he realizes that you were not following close behind him on his little excursion. Just as he is about to speak you double over in an attempt to catch your breath and hold out one finger to signal his silence.

Once the air has returned to your lungs you stand up straight. “Why did you run off on me?”

His freckled cheeks turn pink as he bashfully rubs the back of his neck. “I uhhh” He starts before the rest of his sentence turns into embarrassed murmurs.

'What was that Zuku?' You tease leaning playfully toward him.

'I wanted to see All Might? 

'All Might?' you ask shifting your weight to your other foot. "I don't think All Might is here, Isn't he teaching Today?"

"Not that All Might," he laughs shaking his head and pointing to a  man in a cheesy costume that vaguely resembles the former Number One Pro Hero.

Understanding immediately that the inner fanboy is breaking free from the Pro Hero’s shell

You start to laugh at the sight of the costume. "Well, that almost looks like him."

"Can we get a picture with him then?" he says eagerly looking down at you with the biggest puppy dog eyes he can muster.

"Yeah sure!" you say smiling down at him.

He happily takes your hand and leads you to the back of the line where the  Costumed cast member is taking pictures with some kids. The funny thing is your boyfriend is more excited to meet the hero than the kids seem to be. Especially since he keeps attracting stares from the others in the crowd.

A little girl tugs on her mother's sleeve and points up at your boyfriend in an excited whisper "Mama, that's Deku."

Her mother glances over at the two of you before affectionately looking back at her child. "Dear, just because he has green hair doesn't mean he's Deku. Besides, he already has loads of pictures with the rea~ with All Might why would he wait in this long line." She kisses her daughter on the forehead and continues on her way.

You can't help but let out a deep snort at the conversation. Izuku's face turns a deep red in embarrassment, what the woman said was the truth, he does have countless photos with the real All Might

The next couple of minutes is filled with the near rhythmic shuttering of cameras as the line whittles down. Finally, you make it to the front of the line. Up close the All Might costume looks even cheesier.  The muscles inside of the suit seem to be filled with lopsided stuffing and the wig is a hideously dyed dandelion color. Everything looks wring but your boyfriend's eyes sparkle nonetheless.

After posing for a few pictures the staff member who was taking the pictures hands you the camera and nods towards the exit.

"Thank you so much All Might," Your boyfriend says happily giving the man a tight hug. 

He's initially weirded out by the fanboyish actions but he shrugs it off with an imitated smile. "it was my pleasure good citizen."

As you walk away he looks at the photos with a pout "He always calls me Young Midoriya,"

You toss your head back in laughter, “How would he know that Zuku?”

“Because he's All Might,” he mumbles looking back at the picture. 

With a smile, you snatch it from his hands and he looks up in confusion. “What are you doing with that?”

“I’m just gonna snap a picture of this and send it to the real All Might.”

You wouldn't" he says

"You wanna bet?" you say waving the photograph mockingingly in the air as he grabs for it. "You'll have to catch me first."

With that, the two of you run off together through the park.

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[rainbow18]

How Sonic Prime Foreshadowed Sonic’s potential Death/Shattering.

Unlike Sonic in X, Sonic in Prime has shown several instances where he misses his home and wants it back.

This one is downplayed as Sonic did like Nine and Nine is definitely not ready to be called a Hero. However Sonic doesn’t understand why Nine loves the Grim so much. Sonic was also planning to Fix Green Hill, which would likely kill Nine and all of the other shattered characters.

Well, this goes without saying.

Shadow appears more frequently as time gets closer to Sonic’s potential death/shattering.

One of the flaws that Sonic has in Prime is being reckless and it gets called out frequently.

The Earthquake.

He unintentionally breaks/Forgets Promises soon after making them. (Which has caused the Shattered characters to become suspicious of him.)

He broke the Prism, which broke the universe. (Though in his defense. What else was he supposed to do, let Eggman win?)

He wanted to Fix The Universe, essentially killing the Shatterverse. (Sonic isn’t wrong to miss his friends but the way he’s trying to save them would likely result in multiple deaths.)

In most of the shatterspaces, there’s a Loop De Loop, which Sonic loves. The Loop De Loops tend to get destroyed while Sonic is upset and can’t do anything about it.

The Ghosts are stuck on Repeat and always talking to Sonic or About Sonic.

Amy’s Palm Tree to Sonic was first shown in the very first episode.

Fans should’ve seen Sonic dying for a while. However it wasn’t expected because 1. Prime Successfully tricked The Audience into believing that Sonic was The Protagonist but in reality, it was Nine the whole time. 2. At first glance, Prime appears to be your typical children’s show and nobody expects the main character who they think is the protagonist, to die.

Sonic’s entire purpose in the show was to give Nine (and the other shattered characters) life and contribute to Nine’s character development. Once that’s done, Sonic has no purpose in the story anymore.

Narrative Purposes for killing Prime Sonic? Potentially to help convince Nine of his sincerity since Nine believes Sonic was a Fake Friend. After all, A Fake Friend is unlikely to die for you. It also allows the shatterspaces and their citizens to each have their own Version of Sonic.

Sonic’s journey has been shown and Sonic was in a No win situation. So which choice Sonic will make, has been a topic for discussion and whatever choice he makes, will be heartbreaking.

They definitely did Foreshadowing.

They also considered the consequences of what the audience might say, which is the purpose behind the brief scene of Ghost Hill becoming normal and Sonic still being the main character despite Nine being the protagonist.

The writers deliberately made it unclear to anyone who hasn’t been paying close attention to details, whether or not the Ghost Hill residents are The Prime Characters. Why? Because they knew kids would be traumatized by Green Hill staying gone or Sonic committing Genocide. It also wouldn’t be realistic for Sonic to give up his quest to save Green Hill.

Solution? They keep the Shatterverse and made it look like Ghost Hill is Green Hill. So that way, kids will believe everyone somehow survived.

#sonic prime

[socially-awkward-skeleton]

Going To the Chapel…

 Pairing: Maximillian DeSoto x Original Character

Summary: OSI mission bells are ringing for Ava and Max. That’s right! It’s the wedding fic!

Word count: 1194

Read it on AO3

It was meant to be a humble affair, close friends only, the ones who felt more like family, but what did they expect when the Hero of Halcyon was completing her nuptials. Sanjar had traveled back to Stellar Bay to see one of the only people he had had the honor of calling a friend in a long time marry the love of her life. How could he not? Felix and Minnie had arrived from Gorgon. He couldn't wait to see the look on Max's stupid smug face when Ava entered the church and being the best man meant he had the best view in the house. He'd have to remember to take pictures. Junlei and Parvati came from the Groundbreaker, Parvati as a bridesmaid and Junlei officiating, she was a Captain after all. Nyoka was the maid of honor, and couldn't have been more excited to see the two idiots whose secret she'd kept for months finally tie the knot. Even Ellie stopped by to watch the occasion go down, though most assumed it was because of the open bar.

The old OSI church on the outskirts of town seemed to barely be able to hold everyone, but it was exactly the right place to do it. The religion, the doctrine, it meant nothing anymore. Most citizens of Halcyon had turned their backs on it once the truth had come out about the Board and all the other nefarious things the corporations had done. But the symbol of it, the idea that in a building just like this, a random happenstance, a fateful chance, is what helped Ava and Max find each other, to fall in love. Four years previous they had met in a place just like this in Edgewater, he was a man who was tired and cursing where he had ended up in the Plan, and she had crash-landed on the planet's surface after being frozen for seventy years. Somehow time and space had connected perfectly in one moment and they had found each other. Found their perfect partner, their equal and opposite match.

Max took a deep breath. He wasn't used to wearing stuffy uniforms anymore, not after having made Monarch his home for the last three years. The green captain's jacket was restrictive at best, he shifted his shoulders uncomfortably, flexing as if he was getting ready for a fight. Felix placed his hand on Max's shoulder.

"I don't know what you're so worried about, Max. She's the one who had to settle and choose to spend the rest of her life with you."

Max snapped his head over his shoulder to give Felix a death stare.

"I'm kidding, Vic. Would have thought with all the time spent making a home you'd have been domesticated by now."

"I would have thought under the tutelage of Ms. Ambrose that you might have learned some manners." Max gave Felix a grin and quirked his eyebrows up.

"She's coming," Sanjar cried excitedly.

The music swelled as the doors opened, first came Parvati, then Nyoka, and then looking more stunning than Max could have ever imagined, and wearing white, a color he'd never seen her in, being walked down the aisle by her eldest brother Stephen, the parental figure she had always deserved to have, was Ava. Chewing on her lower lip, she was nervous, he could tell, but she was fighting it. Until her eyes fell on him, the man who meant more to her than anything or anyone else in the universe. Her eyes seemed to light up, a smile growing on her mouth, her cheeks rosy, she was beautiful. Gorgeous. He could normally think of a thousand words to describe her and in this moment all he could think of was how damn lucky he was to have her.

She stood in front of him, the start of the rest of their lives together. Their first day as a married couple. The dark days of running the Board behind her, knowing Max was planets away from her, here they were only feet apart now. Her heart raced, she fidgeted and just kept chewing on her bottom lip.

Max leaned forward and whispered, "If you don't stop biting your lip there's going to be nothing left for me to kiss."

Ava laughed quietly. Breaking the tension of a situation was usually her forte, clearly Max had learned a thing or two with all the time they'd spent together.

Junlei looked between them, a soft grin on her face, "Are we ready to begin?"

The pair nodded. Ready? They'd been ready for years, both too afraid to say it, to admit it, but this was exactly where they were meant to be from the moment she entered that mission years ago.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the joining in unison of two dear friends of ours..."

Junlei's voice seemed to trail off, or at least Ava had stopped listening fully. It was hard not to think on everything that got her here to this point. Some of the worst times of her life and some of the best all seemed to work out in perfect favor for her to find someone who had made her a better person than she had ever thought possible. He'd broken down her barriers, dealt with her bullshit and helped her through the dark to see the light on the other side. She'd lived her life so full of fear and regret and as of this day she saw no reason for any of that anymore. She was writing a new chapter in her life, she was the author now. She was happy. Well and truly.

"Do you Maximillian DeSoto take Ava Mueller to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do."

"And do you, Ava Mueller, take Maximillian DeSoto to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

She didn't answer, too lost in her own joy in the moment to realize she was even being spoken to.

Nyoka cleared her throat, but it wasn't enough to grab her attention.

"Hey, boss! Look alive."

Ava blinked rapidly, a flush rising up her cheeks.

"Sorry...I - I do."

"Then by the power vested in me by the newly ratified constitution for the Republic of Halcyon, I now pronounce you Husband and Wife."

Max looked to Junlei, eagerly awaiting the next line.

"You may kiss the bride."

Max scooped Ava into his arms, his lips pressed to hers. Her hand cradled his face, as the other arm wrapped around his shoulder. Pressed against each other as tight as the moment they thought they'd die in Tartarus. He tipped her back and he could feel her smile against his mouth. He opened his eyes and found hers staring back at him, big and blue and glassy with tears.  Slowly he lifted her back up, taking her in, he never thought he'd get to have a moment like this in his life. He'd given up hope of ever finding love or having a family. But that was no longer the case now.

"Mrs. DeSoto." He whispered.

"I like the sound of that."

"Good, because you're stuck with it now."

#writersmonth2022 #prompt: kiss #fan fiction #the outer worlds #vicar max #maximillian desoto #ava mueller #ava x max #ao3

[autumn-foxfire]

Is it so hard for people to admit that Hawks killed Twice just because he thought it was his best and only option at the time with no other strings attached, completely of his own violation instead of saying the HPSC ordered it and that he did it because he wanted to validate his existence like Touya and was upset he didn't get public approval from doing so? How do you misread a character that badly. I know they're narrative foils, but not everything about them has to be, and that panel was taken seriously out of context. It was Hawks telling All Might why he wanted to know about OFA, because the citizens would be fighting against heroes too, and if it was connected to Midoriya, then with all the misinformation about it and heroes betraying intel to the media, it could spell trouble if they don't settle that matter with clear facts. What it wasn't, was Hawks subtly whining about not being praised for his actions.

And he got his own self stuck in this narrative mess 🙄 not because of anything the HPSC did, it's funny. You kill one guy and all of a sudden you're part of the "heroes save villains plot chaos and AFO enabling you to face your demons with tons of juicy self-reflection, foiling, and childhood trauma habits dragged to the surface" when all you wanted was a simple, practical war. And besides. The only way "he did it on orders" works is if he's an idiot who "head empty-ily" relays info to the HPSC, waits for their super smart agents to think about it and hold a meeting, and then give him step by step baby instructions on how to proceed with his mission and who to focus on and kill. Like uh-huh, as if he wasn't alone in the shark's den improvising every interaction. Last I checked, the HPSC wasn't ringing him up on the next best action to take when ReDestro cornered him like that. We'd have gotten "should I follow orders?" angst thoughts from him, or the HPSC telling him Twice was dangerous instead of him coming to that conclusion on his own from Deika. The most involvement they'd have had was getting Keigo familiar with killing and past his reservations about it from not wanting to be like his dad and wherever his, "When neither side gives up." comes from, which is clearly part of the "In my experience, villains with wills of steel refuse to go down." storytelling. Either hero work or training simulations, or past hero stories from other people. Hell, Nagant knew about AFO right? He was her mission. The HPSC helped cover up All Might's fight with AFO, maybe they told Hawks that story, how All Might was forced to kill. Even the Symbol of Peace.

At this point, I think the Hawks people speak about in meta is one that fandom made up to support their agenda about the villains, who they also don't want to accept that the nuance behind their actions isn't some self-sacrificing mission to save the world from the truly evil heroes.

Many don't believe to think Hawks is capable of independant thought when the tragedy of his character is that he is but he's stuck in a situation that's demanding him otherwise. Yet, despite this he tries to do things his own way and against any orders given regardless as he doesn't want to be a caged bird.

If Hawks had been told to kill Twice, it would have been referenced in the manga already firstly and if was a brainless lackey, he wouldn't have tried to approach Twice with the option of him turning himself in. He would have just killed him. But no, Hawks is an independant character who made his own decisions because that's what he has always done.

Hell, Hawks decision when he was finally out of the cage is to continue being the man he was! To be the hero and shining light that he had always wanted to be!

This fandom doesn't deserve Hawks at all.

#bnha #bnha spoilers #bnha hawks #hawks #thanks for the ask!!

[kewltie]

contains: emotional/verbal abuse & intimate partner violence but not b/t bkdk

izuku left japan to find himself after the death of AM then he come back yrs later, happier and with a new boyfriend, who is completely attentive and devoted to him; he's so good to izuku... too good.

izuku introduces his bf: isao hiroto who is quirkless, working a teacher and is completely normal much to the surprise of everyone because they assume izuku would would to date someone in their hero work but izuku was simply looking for someone who pay attention & care for him. he wasn't looking for anyone special just someone who loves him as much as he loves them ya know? the fact to hiroto is quirkless is a plus because they can relate and understand each other better and hiroto is so kind and sweet to him. he never ask for more then what izuku can give him. so izuku cant be anymore happier then right now because he's quickly making his ways up the hero ranking, he's back home with his friends and family again, out there saving and helping ppl, and he got the world's most perfect bf who is so supportive and understanding of him.

they met when izuku was doing a talk about quirk discrimination at a hero training school in vietnam and hiroto was one of the teachers there. hiroto approached him about his lect on quirklessness and being isolated and mistreated in society and they connected from there. hiroto is also a huge fan of All Might and if he wasn't quirkless he would have followed in AM's steps, becoming a hero and maybe AM wouldn't have die then because he would have the power to save him... if only he had a quirk, if only he was AM's successor which was a red flag if an, but Izuku didn’t see it back then! he thought hiroto was one of AM's many fans like himself and his weird thing about quirk vs quirklessness was just someone who had to worked v v hard to get where he is because the world favors those in power and hiroto had suffered under it like izuku had. so yea izuku felt like they had a lot of in common and they could relate to each other because if izuku hadn't gain OFA, maybe he would have ended up like hiroto, working some place close (training heroes) but far from his dream. they bonded and izuku thought he met his true love.

it couldn't be any more perfect for izuku because this is the life he has always dream of, doing what he loves,surrounded by friends and family and a great and loving partner by his side but the more success izuku has in his career the more chinks in his fairy tale romance is reveal. it started out w small things: hiroto being annoyed when izuku come home late or when he has an emergency at work & cancel their plans, hiroto making lil digs about izuku's friends & colleagues because they're heroes they dont understand the plight of ordinary citizens like him.he e would put a friendly exterior for izuku's friends but criticize them behind their back. izuku felt like he was stuck b/t a rock and hard place because he understands where hiroto is coming from someone who used to be powerless but they're his friends & he KNOWS THEY'RE NOT BAD PPL. so izuku felt like he was balancing two diff lives the him who is out there saving lives and making a diff, a larger then life figure, and the him he was pretending to be an ordinary person with an ordinary bf but both felt neither like him and hiroto doesnt make it easier either.

when izuku missed too many date nights and was supposed to hang out with hiroto and his friends but had to bail midway because of emergency situation that needed him, they had a big blow out about it. izuku explains that they needed him out there so he couldn't leave them hanging.

hiroto spits back ,"I needed you too or am I not important enough for you because i would never bail out on you because of my job!"

izuku says, "that's not the same thing. innocent lives are at stake for me."

and that's when hiroto's eyes darken to something imperceptible. “oh, you're saying because you have a quirk you're so much better than me. what im doing is isn't as important as you!" he shouts, banging his hand on the table so hard it shake.

izuku flinches because even though he's used to seeing violence in work but in his own home is something else.it was just an outburst, hiroto doesn't mean it, izuku reasons, just like how he didn't mean to hurt hiroto with his words. it's a misunderstanding.

it happens all the time because right afterward hiroto looks regretful. "im sorry i shouldn't have yell. i promise i wont do it again." he hugs izuku and whispers platitudes and apologies into his ears until all the warning bells in izuku are silence and all izuku knows are the love and warmth in hiroto's arms because sometimes the ppl we love hurt us but they dont mean to, it was an accident. it's ok, THEY'RE OK.

the thing is it's not like hiroto doesnt know what it's like to date a hero or that izuku cares deeply about his work and about the ppl he help but hiroto twist it into something that izuku has to feel guilty like for not being able to be a hero properly and keep his bf happy. izuku feels so much guilt about it that he takes hiroto to AM's grave and revealed his secret to him about AM, how he didn't get his quirk late but he inherited his quirk from AM so he always feel like he got something to prove like he's carrying AM's legacy on his shoulder. that's why he cant devote so much time to being there for hiroto. he hopes his explanation would bridge the distance b/t them and come to an understanding why izuku is the way he is... but hiroto upon finding the truth that IZUKU was quikless like him BUT got lucky to be chosen.

the inferiority complex, that hiroto quietly tucked inside of him all this time, stirs because here is izuku who was born quirkless and dream of becoming like a hero like their idol all might but was lucky enough to be pick by AM and became one of the best heroes in the world. izuku is famous and much loved by the world, he gets to save ppl and ppl KNOW his name and how he is just because izuku was lucky... while hiroto had to work super hard just to get where he is and even then he couldn't ever become a hero because he wasn't LUCKY. HOW IS THAT FAIR??!!!!

zuku had hoped by revealing (some of) his secret, he would be able to connect with hiroto and have him understand him better, it would smooth out the wrinkles of their relationship except it make it 100% worst now because hiroto feels izuku doesn't deserve the life he is given. he loves izuku's kindness and empathy but he resents the status and privilege his quirk had given not even recognizing what kind of horror and trauma a kid like izuku had gotten into when he inherited AM's legacy on his small shoulders back then because hiroto is fucking narcissist.

so it begins: hiroto plays into izuku's guilt and weakness, making izuku feels like he's not a good lover, that he doesn't put any effort into their relationship, that hiroto is doing all the work and that hiroto loves him but izuku doesnt do enough. it's manipulative AF. the thing is izuku cant see the red flags when hiroto never hits him. he'll yell when he get angry but who doesn't yell when they're angry riiiiight?? and he'll slam the door or punch the wall but NEVER hit izuku so how can he abuse izuku when all he does is make izuku feels bad. he'll guilt trip izuku when izuku want to hang out with his friends and doesn't invite hiroto along even though hiroto make it very clear that he doesn't like izuku's hero-friends because he think they're looking down on him because he's a civilian and quirkless, inferior to them.

so izuku hang out with his friends less and less because he doesnt want to upset hiroto. hiroto takes care of the house, making him dinner, and does so much work for their relationship so why cant izuku CATER to him just this once? it's not like hiroto is asking too much. even when hiroto is angry, he does it because IZUKU MADE HIM DO it if only izuku didn't make him so upset look at how much izuku HURT HIM by not listening and obeying him... all these things fucked with izuku's head, have him believing that hiroto is trying so hard to make them work.

after every fight, hiroto is always extra kind and attentive to him. he would take him out on a date, buy him a new AM figurine, and watch the new hero flicks that izuku always wanted. "sorry, you know i love you. i really dont mean all those things i said." his apologies always sound so sincere... but it happens again and again. the tension build up b/t them, he get increasingly hostile then their bubble burst into shouts and broken vases and "this is all your fault, you did this " then the "im sorry, i love you, you know". its a cycle and izuku doesnt know how to get off of it because 90% of the time hirito treats him really well it's just when izuku doesnt do as he say, then he'll get pissed and izuku feels like he's walking on eggshells around him because he doesnt want to make hiroto unhappy.

It’s like when ochako invited him out to celebrate her making into the top 20 and hiroto doesnt want him to go even tho all his friends are there. izuku wants to see them badly but hiroto make it clear it's her or him. it's extremely tough but izuku chose his friend in that moment. he only went there to congratulate her and hang out for like 30mins then make an excuse to leave just because he didn't want to upset hiroto any further, saying goodbye to his LONGTIME FRIENDS who are all looking increasingly distressed by izuku's strange behavior lately. izuku goes so HARD to accommodate hiroto's feelings too but it's still it isn't enough because the moment he got home their bedroom is a mess and all his stuffs are outside because clearly izuku CHOSE his friends over their relationship; he doesn't care about hiroto at all.

izuku tries plead with him like he's the one in THE WRONG while hiroto is like, "you're always like this. you dont care about our relationship and don't put any effort into it so how can anyone love you? you're so lucky that i even care at all because who would ever put up with you?"

it dregs all izuku's fears & insecurities up because hiroto knows exactly where to twist his knife deeper because he believes no matter how much success izuku has he will always be that anxious, insecure and helpless boy before all might found him. he didn't have anything before ALL MIGHT. the thing is hiroto is WRONG v v v v wrong because izuku's strength and courage was enough to moved all might but hiroto doesnt know that and doesn't want to believe that izuku was worth something for all might to choose him out of everyone else... even hiroto himself.

if this was any other situation or any other time in his life before hiroto he wouldn't have easily believe in those filthy lies but hiroto had dig his claws into him and made him feel so worthless and helpless that izuku believes in every damaging single word that hiroto had spoken. so with the words "who would ever put up with you?" playing in his head, izuku tries desperately to repair their relationship and make promises that obey hiroto next time because isn't that what it means to be in love, to accommodate each other's needs and accept their flaws?? which IS BULLSHIT but izuku is too far gone and warped by hiroto that he believes he wasn't being a good partner and nobody else could ever love him like hiroto who DOES SO MUCH for him already. he's just not doing his part so he got to work harder to please hiroto and do better.

so izuku becomes more withdrawn from his friends and family. he goes to work then hurry back home to hiroto. he lets hiroto monitor him his cellphone just to know where izuku is at all time so he doesn't worry ya know..?? and ask hiroto permission just to eat lunch w his friends. his friends start to notice it ofc and one day when ochako and tenya forcibly corners him to talk to him alone. "tell me you're alright," she demands. they want to know what's going on with him and his bf and hiroto has done anything to him??? and izuku just laughs it off.

how could hiroto ever do anything to him??? hiroto may get mad and hit things but never HIT him and every little words that hiroto sharpens the knife against him may hurt but he isn't wrong. izuku just need to be better. and his friends immediately realized how toxic that is. they tell him to break up with hiroto because IT'S UNHEALTHY AND SHITTY the way he makes you feel. a relationship shouldn't be built on who put the most effort and what can you get out of it, he's making izuku miserable and dependent on him and izuku doesnt even realize it. izuku argues that's not true because HIROTO LOVES HIM. he does so much in their relationship and izuku cant even do one little thing like going home early to him is just izuku not committing to their love, but his friends ask him sincerely w all their heart: "are you happy like this?"

and izuku stops, eyes wide and he chokes with so much emotion. "i-i dont know." he shakes his head. "i dont remember what that's like anymore. i always feel terrified when im home like im going to do something to set him off because everything i do is wrong."

his friends sigh and drag him into a hug. "it's okay, it's okay. we'll figure this out." izuku for the first time feels like at ease in the arms of his friends.

then he got back home later that day and hiroto is FUCKING pissed because izuku didn't txt him where he was the entire time. izuku tries to say he had an emergency at work so that's why but hiroto can read him like a book just demand where he truly was and when did izuku got use to lying to him even tho this WAS the first time but he's like you lied this once so who said you never did before. so it put the guilt back onto izuku's shoulders.

izuku tries to say i was just meeting my friends it wasn't a big deal but hiroto is like YEA your FRIENDS WHO HATE ME, they prob told you to break up with me right??? izuku flinches and hiroto smiles like a shark scenting blood.

"i knew it," he says, "your friends just want to ruin us. they see the two of us together happy like this and they want to get rid of me because they think im not a good match for you because im quirkless and not a hero like them. they're fucking prejudice against ppl like me."

"that's not true," izuku argues. "they're not like that at all! they're good ppl who are worry about me." hiroto just stares at him. "why should they be worry, huh? do i hit you? or hurt you physically in anyway? how can i a quirkless nobody like me ever touch the no.1 hero?"

"you could easily fling me to wall and break my bones with just your fingers. Im defenseless against you. i cant even do anything to stop you. you're the one who has all the power in this relationship, izuku," hiroto tells him. "im just doing my best to love you but you like to make me into the bad guy."

"it's because you love playing a hero so much that there must always be a bad guy for you, huh?" hiroto demands, stalking toward him. "this is why it's impossible to love you, izuku. you make is SO DIFFICULT but i put up with it because i love you but it isn't enough for you right?"

izuku steps back, eyes downcast. "n-no, i never thought it like that. I just wanted to see my friends and they said." he pauses. "they said we're not good for each other, but i-" he hears a crash and looks up to see hiroto threw the AM's figures he bought to the floor.

"WE'RE NOT GOOD FOR EACH OTHER?" hiroto shouts. "your friends think we're NO GOOD?? THEY DONT KNOW ANYTHING about us so what right do they have to assume this?!" he starts breaking more and more stuff around their room and izuku feels helpless like he cant do anything to stop it.

izuku is the no.1 hero, fought so many villains, and has the most powerful quirk in the world but still in this moment right here: he's afraid, terrified that he's going to piss hiroto up more because that's how much influence hiroto over him. it's not about strength it's about power.

there's a clear and distinctive power imbalance b/t them. to outsiders izuku's success, fame, and fortune make it seems like he has the upper hand and dictate the pace of the relationship but in reality hiroto is the one who has all the power and control over izuku's life.hiroto manipulated and fucked with izuku's head enough that he thought he was choosing to give up all but it wasn't never a choice, it was coercion. he made izuku thinks he's doing all of this out of love that he cares so deeply so why cant izuku does this ONE lil thing for him.

"I'm sorry, im so sorry hiroto. i promiose i wont listen to them because i know you love me and i love you and we're going to get through this together," izuku begs, putting the blame on HIMSELF even though its not his fault and that's how he has manage to keep izuku in line.

so later, izuku in order to please hiroto tries not to engage w his friends outside of work and avoid hanging out w them which is one of the isolating measures that make izuku feel increasingly alone like there's nobody else he can turn to and develop a dependent on hiroto alone. when his friends prod him about it, izuku says: "we're trying to work it out so pls do not interfere." which is a huge red flag but hiroto hasnt done anything 'illegal' technically because he hasnt hit izuku or lock him up so they may not like what hiroto is doing but it's not illegal. a lot of what constitutes as abuse is still perceive by many ppl as more a physical issue so izuku not have any bruises or cut on his body just make him not a victim in other ppl's eyes even though THERE'S CLEARLY A PROBLEM and izuku is being emotionally and verbally abuse.

so izuku's life now revolves around his work, hiroto and occassoinaly he gets to see his mom. now, hiroto has no problem with inko as she's just a civilian even w a quirk and her quirk isn't even that 'special' so she doesnt pose any threat to him or his place in izuku's life. they often visits her and they just have dinner together where hiroto plays the part of the perfect bf and son in law. he's kind and generous and willing to do anything to make izuku happy, so how can inko not be moved? and he's quirkless so he understands where izuku came from. when they're with inko are like the perfect couple together so sweet and loving that inko never notice that there's anything wrong. it's not her fault for not noticing the signs that her son is trapped in a volatile and toxic relationship because they convince her they were happy.

izuku doesnt want to lie to his mother but he cant bear to tell her how miserable he is and how hiroto is basically running his life and he feels like a puppet under his strings because she looks happy about his relationship... but it's only because she thought he WAS REALLY HAPPY too. at home he feels trapped & walking on barefoot on broken glass in his own home as he dance to the tune that hiroto sets in order to please him. then when he's w his mom he feels like a doll propped to act out a lie in order to sell his mom the story of this perfect happy couple. only at work when he's out fighting villains that he feels a sense of safety and comfort because hiroto can't touch him here so he throws himself into work because it all he has left and katsuki starts to notice izuku's increasingly erratic and almost suicidal behavior in battle.

the thing is it wouldn't take katsuki this long to notice izuku's strange behavior if he didn't spend most of the months that izuku came back transfered to another region because he couldn't stand the sight of hiroto and izuku together as he is in love with izuku. katsuki wanted to confess to izuku right out of UA but izuku went overseas to figure himself out and be the hero he wants to be so katsuki was willing to wait for izuku come back to properly confess and chase after him but izuku came back with hiroto and that ruined his plan lol.

unlike izuku's friends & colleagues who really doesnt have any particular strong feelings toward hiroto, he's just a normal nice dude, positive or otherwise, katsuki made his dislike of hiroto v v v clear to everyone because he sees right through hiroto's nice guy image and bullshit. a scum can recognize another scum, katsuki thinks bitterly. he knows he doesnt have any right to izuku as he yet to earn it but this bastard is such a fucking fake. he pretends to be a gentleman in front of them but his eyes look upon them with contempt and thinly disguised hate.

despite how pissed he is about izuku's new bf, he's trying to be a better person to deserve izuku so he had to separate himself from the couple and go to another region to cool off and not like ruin izuku's happiness even tho during that time katsuki left izuku became miserable. if izuku can go oversea to find himself so why cant katsuki temp take resident in another region to sort out of his feelings and come up with a plan to win over izuku's heart without like murdering hiroto lol. he's not running away or giving up!!! izuku is basically it for him.

once he make up his mind one something/someone not even heaven or hell can move him from it. he's a stubborn old dog with his fav chewed up toy that he didn't know how to treasure back then and now it belonged to someone else but he cant let it go either, or doesnt want to. so he spent more than half a yr traveling around japan and working with different agencies and heroes just to grow and improve himself enough to come back as someone worthy of izuku. katsuki is thriving in the new environment and learning so much that he's ready to come back now. except when he came back it's to an empty eyes izuku who seem lost all life in him. he's so, so pissed because he's been gone for half a year and this shit happened without him there. none of their friends could do anything to stop it?? he's just so angry at them but mostly at HIMSELF.

if he was there he could have put a stop to this shit, he thinks as though to reassure of himself that he hasn't fail izuku too. his first thought is to immediately confront izuku and demand him to leave hiroto already because clearly hiroto is rotting izuku from the inside out. he's not good for izuku!! katsuki so angry that he, himself, had LET hiroto fucked with izuku's head like this as though izuku is his responsibility.

"break up with him," katsuki insists, having corner izuku one day after right after work. "cant you see he treats you like shit!"

"kacchan, what right do you have to demand me to break up with my own boyfriend?" izuku asks, voice unflinchingly steady but his words are sharp as a knife because the truth cuts deep and bloody. "you weren't here all these months so how can tell me you know he mistreat me?"

startles, katsuki is taken back by the coldness in izuku's words. in that moment he doesn't look like someone who was emotionally beaten down by his bf. he was deku, the no.1 hero, all might's heir, and the greatest of their generation yet... katsuki sees the tremor in his hands.

"you cant tell me this is what you want." katsuki sneers. "when was the last time you hung out with your lil nerd squad? do you even have a fucking life outside of your asshole of a boyfriend? and dont think i didn't notice you recklessly throwing yourself at every villain. you're deku! you dont have to settle for this crap!" katsuki says. "you can leave him anytime. you dont have to let him hurt you." which has good intention but ripe with victim blaming mentality because it implies that izuku willingly accept is situation and chose to live like this.

most of the time the ppl around us who loves us means well but they're not in the our shoes so they dont understand what it's like to be emotionally entangled and manipulated like that. there's so much more to it then 'just leave' because they got it your head and convinced you cant.

Izuku's eyes are watery against the accusatory tone of katsuki's words. it may not be what katsuki meant but it's all he hears. you deserve it. you brought this on yourself. you can leave anytime but you CHOSE to stay with him. this is your fault. you deserve to be unhappy. "kacchan, while i appreciate your thoughtfulness but you don't know anything. please dont interfere with my life anymore. you're just an outsider," izuku states. he's so angry and hurt but even when he's that upset he gently and cruelly let katsuki down; it's kindest rejection.

katsuki is left stunned as izuku walks out. he didn't stop him. he legs wont move and the words are clogged in his throat. he felt he has been majorly wrong and misunderstood izuku but he cant refute what izuku had said; he has no right to interfere with izuku's life. they're (ex)childhood friends, classmates, & colleagues but what else? nothing really. he's not one of izuku's idiotic bffs or his partner on the field like todoroki. in some way hes no better than a stranger but he couldn't leave this well enough alone. couldnt leave izuku alone.

so he go at it another way, going right to the fucking source and uproot it. he stalks hiroto's school and pulls him right out in the middle of class much to the shock of everybody. he drags him up the roof of the school and demands him to, "stay the fuck away from deku."

katsuki is all grown up now, he'd learned his lessons and can claim maturity as his badge of honor after so much hard won fights but in some way he's still that dumbass reckless rid w zero thoughts in his head because only deku can reduce him to this lvl of juvenile and instinct.

“Or?" hiroto asks, unimpressed even in light of katsuki's anger. "I'll kill you," katsuki threatens because he's a dumbass and the thought of a person of his rank and stature threatening a civilian doesn't even hit him because he's too furious to care. "i dont want to see you near him."

hiroto smiles thinly. "you dont get to make that kind of demand. this is mine and izuku's relationship, we get to decide. there will be third partying here."

"you fucking dont deserve him," katsuki growls. "you're a pile of shit trying to stain the sky with your stink."

"A monster in a human suit pretending you're better than all of us but we all can see the ugliness that runs underneath. you don't have any right to stand by side deku." katsuki sneers.

hiroto's eyes darken and he clenches his fists, but the smile never left his face."oh, if im a monster than what are you? because I know what you did Bakugou to him in jr high," he says coolly. "izuku had told me about it. we're more alike than you think."

Katsuki freezes, feeling like an exposed nerve. "i'm not like you at all, you sick fuck," he protests.

"ah, your wrong then," hiroto muses. "from one monster to another, i can why you loved hurting him. izuku cried so prettily doesn't he? he must have cried so many times because of you. i wonder if i was the one who told him to jump back then would he have done it instead."

witho hesitation katsuki punches hiroto right into his arrogant face. the hit sends hiroto to floor and blood spurts all over as katsuki breathes heavily, adrenaline running still as bloody grins stretches across hiroto's face. hiroto got him, read him like a damn open book.

the door suddenly slams open as several ppl rushes in. "Dynamight-san, what are you doing to Isao-sensei?!" they demand, catching the sight of hiroto's bloody face and katsuki's raised fist. and it's in that moment that katsuki realizes he played right into hiroto's hands. fuck.

katsuki forget that someone like hiroto who managed to trapped izuku and kept him away from everyone is really, REALLY good at manipulating situations to his advantage. hiroto has no quirk and isn't capable of even defending himself against him but he's fucking smart. he understands ppl on a very personal and intimate level as though he can pick out all the little cracks that ppl try to hide. that's how he got into izuku's head. it's not that izuku is mentally weak that hiroto managed to do it but he preyed on the weakness in ppl's heart. just like what had happened to izuku, he's doing the exact same thing to katsuki, just in a very different way. he dug into katsuki's biggest regret and the scar that had never heal even though izuku had long forgiven him for it. hiroto knew exactly what he was doing to hurt him.

so katsuki had punched him in a fit of anger and got arrested for it because even if he's the no.2 hero, you cant go around PUNCHING PPL that's an assault. katsuki is taken to the police and questioned why he would punch a seemingly harmless teacher but he remains silent. if hiroto press charges he could easily be punish by the hero commission, greatly fine and even have his license suspended temporary, and his stellar reputation get marred by the fact that he ASSAULTED A CIVILIAN because who can trust a hero who go around punching innocent ppl?? but katsuki doesn't say a single word in his defense. "that bastard deserves it," are his only words because he doesn't want to implicate izuku in any way. izuku's story shouldn't have to be made public when he already had his choices taken from him so this shouldnt be one of them.

so katsuki expecting there will be significant consequences for his action but he was released from jail later that day with no charges press much to his shock. when he's finally out of the station, izuku is right outside waiting for him. "are you alright?" he asks, looking katsuki over.

katsuki had expected anger from him at least after how shitty their last interaction went and the fact that right after that he went and punched izuku's boyfriend... "aren't you pissed?" katsuki says instead.

"that you hit my boyfriend or that you interfered after i specifically ask you not to?" izuku tilts his head curiously, a small smile cresting on his face. last time izuku had smiled at him it right before it cut him opened with his words but this time it feels real, whole.

"yea," he says, no point denying it now. he was reckless and stupid. he'll do it all over again if he could and he says: "i regret that i hurt you but i dont regret punching him."

izuku's smile spreads wider. "though i wish you didnt but i dont any expect less from you, kacchan."

somehow those words relieve whatever heaviness had lingered in his heart. he wasn't afraid of what his actions would mean for his career or image, but he was dreading having to face izuku's disappointment. that look could cut a grown man down, and it had done that with katsuki.

"you're not angry then?" he presses just to make sure.

"oh, im angry alright," izuku says, and it quickly dashes any further hope that katsuki had. "but im more angry at myself for putting you in this awkward situation where you felt like you had to take action. it's my fault."

katsuki feels the horror set in as though he's watching the demise of his own heart. "don't," he says, shaking his head. "you're not responsible for my own stupidity stop trying to make excuses for me. i fucked up i know but i'll pay whatever consequences come my way."

"well." izuku smiles wistfully. "you don't have to worry about that now. hiroto wont be press any charges now or in the future."

katsuki cant contain the surprise in is voice. "are you fucking serious? that bastard doesnt look like the type to give up an advantage point."

“hiroto and i came to an agreement so he dropped all charges against you," izuku explains as though it was that simple. Katsuki catches old of izuku's wrist. "what did you promise him?" he pauses. "what the fuck did you have to give up?!" he demands, heart beating frantically.

izuku looks down at the hand wrapped tightly around his wrist. "he give me 6months to tie all my loose ends before we go oversea. he doesn't want to stay here in japan anymore so we'll be leaving again."

Katsuki lets out a shuddering breath. "do you /want/ to go with him?"

"does it matter?" izuku responds, voice low as he gently removes katsuki's hands from his wrist. "i can help people anywhere. it doesnt have to be only in japan."

"yes, it fucking matters," katsuki hisses. "he cant take you away without your permission. I--" he chokes. he wants to say, i cant bear to see you leave again. those years you were absent didn't dull the feelings. stay. please stay. but he knows those words would only shackles izuku instead here instead of a choice out of his volition. katsuki wants izuku to stay because he wants to.

so he keeps his mouth tightly shut even though his hands burn with the urge to reach out and touch, anchor izuku here with him again. being an adult is so fucking hard sometimes because what he want isn't always something he can have. and he never want to force izuku to choose. izuku already had so many aspect of his life controlled and choices taken from him that katsuki doesnt want to be another monster lurking around him. sometime he wonder if he's any different to hiroto but then he think of this moment where he let his silence speak for itself.

"if you want to go abroad again then at least tell me it's of your own choice," katsuki says. izuku shakes his head.

“i'm not leaving. my career and life is here so are all my friends and family." his eyes soften at katsuki. "and you're here too kacchan. I dont want to go."

"then what about your deal with hiroto?" he asks, breathless with the thought of izuku choosing to stay even if it wasn't for him. "you said you promised to leave with him in order not to press any charges against me. are you telling me now you're not going to follow it through?

"do you trust me?" izuku asks suddenly, voice dropping an octave in urgency.

katsuki nods like it's as easiest thing to do and many way it is. izuku already has katsuki's heart even if he doesnt realize it yet so trust comes to him as easy as breathing if nothing else.

"you were right before," izuku admits, lips curling into a pitiful excuse of a smile as his arms go around himself. "im not happy and i cant keep living like this under hiroto's thumb. i want my life back, so give me some time and i'll seize it from hiroto's grip. I /will/."

katsuki has been witness to izuku's many hard earned scars and seen him at his best out in the field fighting countless of villains but in this moment right here, his small figure holding himself tightly with a resolute gaze; izuku has never look stronger. he doesnt doubt him.

But it doesnt mean he has like it, esp knowing that izuku is going at this alone. he ruffles his hair irritability and heaves a reluctant sigh. "ok, but you have to tell if you need any help. i dont care what the fuck it is, you have to let me know. promise me," he insists.

izuku seems taken back by vehemency in his voice, but he readily agrees if only to get katsuki to stop worrying. "alright, i promise." this is enough for now. izuku had ask for his trust and he'll give it even as he watches izuku's back getting further away from him.

the days and weeks after that katsuki and izuku never interacted again outside of civil conversations in a professional capacity out on the field. hiroto often come to izuku's agency to drop or pick him up. they're not always together but hiroto always make his presence known. to the outside world the hero deku is in a loving relationship with a humble and sweet teacher and he's still dominating the jp hero ranking but to katsuki and the rest of their friends have to quietly watch izuku become an island onto himself of only him and hiroto.

it was difficult to stay away and not interfere with izuku's relationship as promise but katsuki gris his teeth and force him to do the same. he quietly keeps an eye on izuku just in case because he may trust izuku but he doesn't hiroto to not go complete fucking psycho one day. patience has never been katsuki strong point but best thing in life take a whole lot of patience and effort and katsuki has already made his commitment to izuku till his last breath, so he waits and waits as promise until one day izuku's ordeal is finally bare out to the world.

it starts and ends with a press conference. no.1 rank hero deku calls upon them and the reporters and news agencies flocked to him for any enticing news that deku could release except what he says there on that day shock the entire world because it was so COMPLETELY unexpected.

"My name is midoriya izuku," izuku begins, "or deku as you know, and i am an abuse victim." he pauses, then, corrects himself, "an abuse survivor and this is my story." he starts telling how he met hiroto, the red flags he didn't see, and how hiroto had him and the world fooled.

the entire conference last 2 full hours as he go into explaining his relationship and the falls out of it to a stunned crowd. he had video, audio recordings, and txt msgs that date every incident between them all in vivid details. it was ugly, raw, and izuku's life out in display. the threats, emotional damage & verbal abuse he had endured. the lies that hiroto fed him that no one could ever love him and how nobody would ever believe his story if the truth ever got out because how could the most powerful hero in the world ever be abuse by a quirkless civilian? that's the first lie they'll ever tell that you have to be fall into a certain demographic and stereotype to be a victim but anyone can be abuse. it's not about physical strength, gender, class, or quirk but it's about the power and influence the abuser wields over their victim.

izuku explains that he has never been physically assaulted by hiroto but the emotional scars that he'd left behind on izuku cuts just as deep as any wound. the way ppl assume that abuse only happens when someone kick another is wrong because there's so much more than that. the abuser can get into your head and fucked with it, make you feel worthless and helpless without them so you're dependent on them for security and happiness. they dig into every little insecurities and weakness that you have so that you feel like you cant live without them. he take control over your life till you dont even know the decision your making is out of your own volition or to please him. everyday you live as though you're about to drown & he's the only thing keeping you from it but he's also has his hand around your throat the entire time.

this was what it's like to live with an abuser. this was izuku's life up until 3 days ago when izuku gathered all the collected evidence he had and reported hiroto to the police. so he's here today to to inform ppl that izuku is not alone in this, theres plenty of cases like him. not all of them will have an ending like his or maybe they haven't gotten out of their abusive relationship yet so he wants them to listen to his story and hope that they too can find the courage and strength within themselves to seek help and remove themselves from that toxicity.

the silence that followed izuku's story is deafening, but his story is an unvarnished truth in its sincerity. izuku never stumble or hesitate over his words but the way his eyes are drawn downcast and he tried to hide the slightest tremors at the most explicit part of his story. those are hard to fake, harder still is the fact that anyone in izuku's position of prestige and fame would ever lie to being a victim especially as soon as soon the story came out there's an outcry of disbelief and the mentality of someone of izuku's caliber can be ABUSE.

everyone has their opinion on it. there will be supporters as well as doubters and those who has yet to make up their mind but izuku doesnt care because his story isnt meant for public consumption is for those ppl who are quietly suffering like he did, it's they he want to reach.

after watching the conference in his own home, katsuki desperately wants to reach out to izuku but doesnt know if it's ok or if izuku even want to talk not after literally exposing his scars out in the open for everyone, but before he can make up his mind izuku decides for him. someone is at his door and katsuki goes to open, annoyed at being disrupted, only to see izuku and with his bag of carry-on.

"hi, kacchan," izuku greets. "can i stay with you for a couple of nights?" he looks nervously past katsuki's shoulders. "i didn't have anywhere else to go. Ochako and tenya had offered me to stay with them but i couldnt trouble them since they worry about me enough." he press his lips together for a moment. "but i think in reality i couldnt stand to see them look at me with pity. i dont want them to be careful around me.”

"and you think i won't do that either?" katsuki asks like a total idiot even though that isn't want he meant to say at all. izuku smiles sheepishly. "you can be kind but you're not gentle at all." Katsuki frowns as though not understanding, but he drags izuku in anyway.

and that's how bkdk ends up rooming together as izuku takes a break from work to slowly recover from his ordeal and escape the hyper spotlight on him currently. his friends and family often visit him and katsuki is always, always there by his side supporting him through it. his week is spread out with morning walks, a therapy session, a domestic violence support group, visit to the bookstore to read on the latest books, and then he goes home to katsuki preparing dinner and ranting about some stupid villains fucking up. it's quiet and lovely.

there's no specific law aim toward ppl like hiroto because the domestic violence doesnt really apply to manipulation, gaslighting, and emotional abuse witho 'physical' proof but izuku has a restraining order against him and made sure hiroto's face and name is recognizable as his own. hiroto always wanted izuku's fame and now he has it as the entire nation knows him now not just as deku's ex boyfriend but his abuser. he cant work or do anything without ppl recognizing him. this is izuku's punishment for him even though katsuki thinks that's a little too easy.

if katsuki has his way with hiroto he would be 6ft under LOL but even though izuku had been through so much shit by hiroto, he did used to love him after all and this is his final act of mercy, but maybe that's another weakness in him that hiroto managed to dig his claw in.

“do you think im weak for letting him off that easily?" izuku asks katsuki one day as they take an evening walk around katsuki's apartment. it's becoming their thing now, just walks as they share about their day. katsuki doesnt need to know who the 'he' in this question is.

he stops, frowns, and pinches izuku's cheek. "you fucking idiot, who said that? the fact that you are able to not completely destroy him like i would have done make you stronger than any one of us. not a lot of ppl would find the strength to show mercy to the one who hurt them."

izuku rubs his redden cheek and smiles softly. "kacchan, when did you become so nice."

"im always nice." he snorts. "you said so." I

izuku laughs, easily and lighthearted that it feels like he can breathe for the first time in a long time. "i did say that, and i truly mean it."

"thank you, kacchan," he says, looking at katsuki's sheepish face. "im thankful that you let me stay beyond the first week after what had happened. you didn't have to do that. i know you didn't sign up for this."

"shut up," katsuki snaps, but his tone is undeniably gentle. "nobody can predict that your ex would turn out to be a complete psycho, so yea i didn't sign up for this but im here and i want to be," he snarls, then he looks away as his face heats up with his next words. "and you can stay however long you like... forever even."

izuku's breath hitches. he suddenly drop his gaze to the ground and fumble with his fingers. "i-kacchan, i'm-" katsuki clasp his hand over izuku's own. "you dont have to give me an answer now. i can wait. i've been waiting since UA so i can wait however long you need."

it's not a proper confession and izuku is still full of scars and wounds that has yet to heal but katsuki will wait. recovery is a long winding road and katsuki will be him in every way as long as izuku allows him. love will come after, step by step and breath by breath.

#bakudeku #not!fic #this topic is a personal thing for me #i always wanted to talk about it but i wasnt sure i was ready #hopefully im able to convey everything i wanted to express

[peachlume]

i really really hope it doesnt come to the point where citizens think he is a villain... i think that would be the thing that would break izuku’s heart the most 

#i think he might get support for having a vigilante kinda thing going on for him #the citizens might get behind him because he is 'not giving up like other heroes' or something #bnha spoilers #bnha 317 #midoriya izuku #:(

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 324: Is There a Force Field Around Him??

Previously on BnHA: Flashback!Rat Principal was all “please tell Midoriya that I spent a concerningly small amount of money upgrading U.A. into a wacky physics-defying funtime grid so as to make the final battle much more confusing for everyone.” Present Day!Mic (or Present!Mic, if you will) and Jeanist were all “if only somebody could deescalate this dangerously unhinged mob, we’ve tried nothing and we’re all out of ideas.” Ochako was all “LISTEN UP PEOPLE.” The mob was all, “god??” Ochako was all, “NO, IT’S ME, OCHAKO. I’M REALLY HIGH UP ON THIS BUILDING AND THE VISIBILITY IS LOW DUE TO THE RAIN, SO I CAN SEE HOW YOU MIGHT MAKE THAT MISTAKE. ANYWAYS, DEKU WAS OUT THERE RISKING HIS LIFE FOR YOU CLOWNS EVEN THOUGH HE’S JUST A KID, SO I WOULD REALLY APPRECIATE IF YOU COULD ALL REMEMBER HOW TO BE DECENT HUMAN BEINGS, THANKS.” Let’s see if her Big Scolding Energy has any impact.

Today on BnHA: Horikoshi is all “so I have this speech planned out, and it’s really good, but it also only really needs about 6 to 8 pages, but I’m gonna see if I can stretch it out to 17 pages so I can kill time before we get to the next volume cliffhanger two weeks from now.” Anyway but it really is a good speech though. There are feels, and tears, and more talk about how Deku is so in need of a shower that just looking at him requires a tetanus booster, and more feels, and more tears, and bonus ship drama, and an iconic callback to the very first chapter which reframes the entire series in a new context in a totally epic and moving way, and it’s all very good. Except that Horikoshi is determined to never let anyone actually give this kid a hug. Who hurt you, dude.

omg we are opening on a callback to chapter 212, a.k.a. the chapter with by far the cutest flashback that doesn’t involve any baby Todorokis

baby Ochako is lethally cute. she could literally murder someone with her cuteness. I just want to scoop her up and play airplane with her until she accidentally activates her quirk while we’re spinning around and we both helicopter up into the air never to be seen again

“a child’s insistence” huh well that’s all well and good, but I sure hope this doesn’t mean we’re going to drag out the whole “sternly lecture the obnoxious citizens” plot for another whole chapter. no offense but I think we’re good

so page 2 is just continuing the whole happy/worried faces monologue, which of course is very important to Ochako’s character as it provides the context for why “who protects the heroes” ended up becoming her thing. and this is making me think we actually are in for a whole second chapter of this sob. when will my boy finally get to rest

OH MY GOD SUDDENLY THESE PEOPLE HAVE EYES IMAGINE THAT

HORIKOSHI: [reaches for a box of tissues while tearfully penning an homage to his beloved Spider-Man 2, specifically the train scene where the crowd sees Peter without his mask and they suddenly realize just how young he is]

HORIKOSHI’S HOMAGE SCENE: “COME TO THINK OF IT, I GUESS IT WAS KIND OF MEAN FOR US TO PICK ON THIS TEN YEAR OLD KID WHO WEIGHS 75 POUNDS AND LOOKS LIKE HE LOST A FIGHT WITH SATAN’S MOLDY OLD BASEMENT”

lol at this one guy who can feel the mood of the crowd shifting and is all “WAIT, NO, I WANTED TO KEEP BEING AN ASSHOLE DAMMIT”

as many pointed out last week, this man is wearing an All Might shirt. that’s some fantastic irony there

-- SDKFJWIGKS

“LITTLE GIRL, I HOPE YOU’RE NOT SUGGESTING THAT WE SHOULD ALL BE WALKING AROUND DRESSED LIKE A SOVIET-ERA BUS STOP.” heh. last week I said I was ashamed of BnHA being my favorite manga. that was a lie, actually

(ETA: in the original Japanese Ochako’s next two lines are basically “the only ones covered in mud will be us heroes!” followed by “please give us some time to get rid of the mud”, with that second line basically being the single funniest thing I’ve ever read rdslkjl. Ochako thank you so much for supporting my running gags. “YEAH WE KNOW HE’S DIRTY. WE ARE GONNA TRY AND CLEAN HIM UP, BUT IT MAY TAKE A WHILE, I’M JUST SAYING. I MEAN LOOK AT HIM. HE LOOKS LIKE AN ASBESTOS COSPLAY.”)

doesn’t the megaphone kind of look ever so slightly like an axe that she’s wielding maniacally here

easy there Lizzie Borden

also that’s a really bold claim to make there. and not one she necessarily should have to make, either. but as we all know, there’s nothing that shounen manga likes more than having its heroes bravely hoist heavy burdens of responsibility like good self-sacrificing citizens

p.s. lowkey loving how Kacchan is positioned here standing slightly behind Deku. not presuming to stand in front of him all overprotectively (because he would hate if anyone ever did that to him), and kind of being unobtrusive and letting others take center stage -- but still being close enough to Deku that he can catch him if he stumbles or passes out again

(ETA: or maybe not lmao.

DEKU: [falls to his knees]

KACCHAN: [glancing up from his phone a few minutes later] “someone just sent me the stupidest meme about milk crates -- oh. uh. you good...?”

really, son. “the burdens you can’t carry, we’ll carry them for you. ...later, I mean. right now it’s late, and we’re all cold and wet.”)

also lowkey loving this OchaTsu moment here

I was going back and binging Ochako chapters this past week for reasons, and I gotta say it really stuck out to me just how often these two are paired with each other. they do everything together. it’s a really sweet friendship that often goes unappreciated but it’s very cute

meanwhile, not to be outdone by the OchaTsu, Iida is staring at Ochako with open admiration talking about how she’s fighting too. it’s been so long since we’ve had any IidaRaka you guys. I was starving and I didn’t even know it

oh my lord IT’S FINALLY HAPPENING

THE LIGHT IS BACK. he finally looks like him again. what a cathartic fucking moment omg

ffklkdw

“I KNOW YOU ARE ALL SCARED, BUT THE GOOD NEWS IS, WE DEFINITELY CANNOT GUARANTEE YOUR SAFETY AND WE ARE ALL SCARED TOO!” good pep talk there kiddo

BUT, jokes aside, truth be told this is the exact right approach to take imo, and something that’s long overdue. I’ve said this before, but this new generation of heroes is shaping up to be much more transparent than the All Might generation. they’re basically abandoning the almighty, untouchable Superman “heroes as gods” concept in favor of the more nuanced “heroes as people” concept instead. and that’s a good thing. seeing their heroes as humans, with human limitations and weaknesses and flaws, will hopefully not only lead to more scrutiny and accountability, but also more awareness of how hard some of them are working and how much they’re sacrificing. that’s something All Might never quite grasped back at the start of the series -- that the weak, vulnerable, injured him could be just as inspiring as the mighty, invincible him -- perhaps even more so. there’s a power in seeing otherwise ordinary people show extraordinary bravery and compassion. it inspires others to try and do the same

SSDLHK AIZAWA SIGHTING AAHHHHHH

so he was still back at the hospital this whole time?? smdh at this disrespect. that feeling when your sexy self-insert character’s powers of rationality are too strong, and so you have to nerf him so that he doesn’t ruin your Deku Angst arc twice over by (1) immediately talking some sense into Deku and making him come home Right This Instant Young Man, and (2) not allowing him to leave U.A. in the first fucking place. excuse me, you want to do WHAT now, Midoriya?? that’s it, go to your room

also living for Katsuki and Hawks’s soft expressions. Shouto’s too, although his is tinier and harder to see. and Jeanist’s 12-foot-long neck. imagine Jeanist’s head with Mic’s hair. maybe Jeanist had a mohawk back in the day and that’s why U.A.’s doors are so big now

speaking of soft faces, Enji’s is also excellent

what could this random close-up possibly imply?? hell if I know. but Horikoshi truly fears no discourse and that’s what I love about him

OMGGGG

“smh my child is so dumb.” poor Ochadad. your child is cute af count your blessings

SDOFFHSMH

I’m telling you guys. lethally, catastrophically cute

this speech is still ongoing lol. Horikoshi you’re doing so good but I think we get the point now my dude. you gotta learn how to transition out of these things

UNEXPECTED TOGA WHAT

“there we go” Horikoshi says, crossing off the last line on his list of Ochako ships. “that’s all of ‘em”

poor Ochako is just repeating the same “LET HIM REST, PLEASE, WITH EVERYONE’S COOPERATION, IF YOU DON’T MIND, WE APPRECIATE IT” talking points over and over again hoping someone will throw her a bone and acknowledge her already. SOMEONE PLEASE HELP HER

literally they’re all just staring up at her silently omg. work with me people!!

now she’s saying it for the 56th time but more dramatically all of a sudden

they got so dramatic that for a minute I thought she had suddenly leaped off the building or something

look, not to rush you or anything Horikoshi, but I’m starting to get the feeling that this is yet another one of those “the volume is ending soon so I need to either hurry things up or slow things down in order to make sure we end it on my perfect cliffhanger ending” chapters where you go to ridiculous lengths to drag things out much to the exasperation of your week-to-week readers

(ETA: ftr, volume 31 ended on chapter 306, and I’m predicting that vol. 32 will end with chapter 316 (a.k.a. “you’re next!” [explodes]). I’m guessing vol. 33 will follow suit and likely end on chapter 326, so keep your eyes peeled for a big cliffhanger in two weeks’ time. Deku’s dad?? All Might in peril?? U.A. traitor at long fucking last?? we shall see.)

is Deku straight up falling in love with Ochako right on the spot lol what is happening

I know I just said that I enjoy when Horikoshi gives zero fucks about discourse, but shipping discourse is a whole different beast lol. I hope he’s prepared

(ETA: and for the record, I have no interest in shipping discourse either, as always. and I think this scene can be interpreted as platonic, tbh, with the context being that Ochako was literally introduced as someone who was willing to help him so casually without a second thought, and now here she is saving him again.

I don’t think it really fully hit Deku until this moment how much he needed saving. like I said in another meta somewhere, selflessness is basically just selfishness on behalf of others. and Deku is selfless to a fault, but that’s okay, and it doesn’t mean he needs to change -- he just needs friends who are willing to be be selfish on his behalf in turn. and I think the full emotion of what it means to have friends like that just hit him at last. everything his friends have done for him, how much he needed it and didn’t even realize, and how grateful he is. anyways what a terrible day for rain.)

-- son of a --

is he apologizing?? or pleading?? please tell me that’s not the case, because what the actual fuck. Deku you beautiful precious radiant selfless child, this is the exact opposite of how this should be. all these motherfuckers should be on their knees apologizing to you

DEKU WHY

I DIDN’T ASK FOR THIS FREAKING BOMBARDMENT OF EMOTIONS GODDAMIT. OUT HERE ARMED WITH YOUR FREAKING TREBUCHET OF FEELS TO LAUNCH AT ME UNPROVOKED. WHAT’S WITH THAT

FREAKING CHRIST. THIS BOY IS CRYING HIS EYES OUT AND HORIKOSHI IS JUST ZOOMING IN WITH THE CAMERA, LIKE CAN WE JUST CUT HIM A BREAK ALREADY. ENOUGH OF THIS. HE’S SO YOUNG AND HE TRIES SO HARD AND I JUST NEED HIM TO FEEL SAFE, HORIKOSHI PLEASE CAN YOU JUST GIVE ME THAT ALREADY WHAT IS THE FREAKING HOLD UP!!

GIGANTIC FOX LADY!!!

GIGANTIC FOX LADY PLEASE BE MY HUGGER BY PROXY!! SERIOUSLY GIRL IF YOU JUST HOLD YOUR UMBRELLA OVER HIM OR SOMETHING AND DON’T GO THE EXTRA MILE I’M ABOUT TO LODGE AN OFFICIAL COMPLAINT. THIS IS GETTING RIDICULOUS NOW

!!!!

A KOUTA IS GOOD TOO!!! oh my god if Kouta hugs him I will seriously 100% straight up cry. go on and test me

FOR THE LOVE OF --

is this man expressly forbidden from drawing hugs in his contract or something. DO YOU DO IT JUST TO SPITE ME?? this is tyranny, sir

AND I KNOW, THIS PAGE ACTUALLY CHALLENGED THE VERY PREMISE OF THE SERIES ITSELF, AND HERE I AM COMPLAINING ABOUT HUGS, OR THE LACK THEREOF. “this is the story of how we all became the greatest heroes.” and just like that, he waves a polite middle finger at all of the Strongest Greatest Chosen One shounen protags of old, in favor of something much less conventional, much more interesting, and much more suited to Deku’s character. because if that one sentence doesn’t just sum up Deku to a T. he gladly relinquishes his Greatest Hero status in favor of acknowledging the hero in everyone. what a class act. that’s my protagonist

I love this kid so fucking much I swear. only just PLEASE. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. GIVE HIM HIS HUG

#bnha 324 #uraraka ochako #midoriya izuku #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha

[villainsandvictimsalliance]

My opinion on bnha 329:

You can check in here my opinion about chapter 328, if you want the context.

I'm glad Horikoshi solved many of the things I pointed out last week. And I'm glad that I'm correctly reading into the manga, at least at some extent.

Let's see what we got this week: (long post)

After a long building up of relating Spinner to common citizens, mutants, people with weaker quirks and in general, the audience or the general public, we finally see this being explicitly acknowledged. He's on the end of his arc now, because the people picked him as their voice.

The last point is really important because Spinner now has great power. This is a direct parallel to the way Uraraka took control of the megaphone and spoke for the heroes. Now, it's Spinner's turn to speak for the villains, but because people wants him to do so.

On another note, we got an amazing graphic parallel of Stain and Spinner. While Stain is in shadows, Spinner is bright. And unlike Stain, Spinner has been chosen by the public. He was not there to be a leader, but people recognize him as one. This is very interesting because it shows how much Spinner has grown and how he is his own character, with his own achievements.

We saw Dabi back in a forest. This is a direct parallel to the way he stopped being Touya and got to be Dabi. It's a graphic reminder that we're getting the end of his arc with the Todorokis. What is his last step? We know he has his own plans and we know he wants to make Endeavor suffer, so could he be on a solo mission to achieve his vengeful desires? In which forest is Dabi? Are we're going to get more flashbacks? Are we going to see him back at Sekoto Peak?

Please note that when they mention Toga, it's exactly the way Curious wanted it. Toga is in front of a black background. She's being inserted on a narrative by force and not by choice, because someone else is putting her there. Alternatively, the white background tells us Toga's arc is still lacking definition and scenario for its end. Her fate is yet to be defined.

There's A LOT to say about AFO. Please look how the League of Villains is broken. AFO is using them as puppets. When referring to Spinner, he talks about him like he's a "bodyguard", not an equal or a friend like Tomura used to do. AFO clearly doesn't care about them and he won't stop to consider what they want, unlike Tomura. He has his own things to do and anything else must be forgotten and put aside.

AFO is still hiding behind Tomura. Please note how Tomura is treated like any other nomu. AFO took the throne of the king (Tomura) and made Tomura into a war dog.

Now, I've written some meta before about how Tomura never had an own identity until he met the League. Kotaro denied Tomura being himself, so much that the hand of Kotaro was still making Tomura faceless long after Kotaro's dead.

After Kotaro, AFO took away Tenko Shimura and imposed a new identity: Shigaraki Tomura. Please note that Shigaraki is AFO username, which means that even back then AFO was planning on using Tomura as an extention of AFO himself. And by naming him Tomura he pressured the kid to never forget his anger and sadness, caused by the tragedy of his family. It was AFO who repressed further the kid, all the hands being a physical reminder of such act. The hands were covering his entire face and because Tomura was unable to touch, he was only able to listen, just like the nomus. That's why Tomura scratches his neck so much. He itches for having an own voice, an own personality, an own identity.

If you pay attention to the panels in bnha 329, you can see how Tomura is wearing both a suit that resembles AFO's clothes and a cloak that resembles the one AFO was using on the world where Deku could see the vestiges. Tomura even has the white hair like AFO now. His pose and clothes are a direct parallel to Deku, but in a way AFO is a parallel to OFA.

Tomura has been stripped away of everything that made him himself. He doesn't have the hands, he doesn't have his clothes, people calls him AFO now, he doesn't even have his friends around. He's alone, a weapon and nothing more. I wrote another meta about how Tomura had no identity analyzing a panel from bnha 328. This is the direct consequence of that.

But this is not a separate case. It is pretty normal, in fact. When a system fails, when an entire country dives on a crisis, it's normal for everyone to question their place in that society and their identities.

Deku had an identity crisis and his friends for UA needed to rescue him and reminded him who he was. Toshinori had a crisis and Stain needed to helped him with it. Uraraka questioned too her identity as a hero and from there her speech above UA was born. Endeavor got a crisis, Shoto got a crisis, Toga needs to decide as much as Spinner does who do they want to be, Dabi is facing his old identity and his new identity conflicts...

This is actually pretty good. The narrative around heroes and villains are being questioned.

Who am I and why am I that person?

Do I need to be that person?

What is my role in society? Why?

What are my goals and why? Are they worth all the consequences?

Do I like the identity of my society? If not, can I change it? Can I change all the things before?

Bnha inner universe is walking towards a redefinition. What is a hero, what is a villain, who are they, why they are heroes or villains, etc. These characters were forced into certain roles or they assumed they needed to play those roles, according to what society told them. And now, they are free to decide. Time and time again, in every journey of any hero, the problems of the identity and the self vs the others is vital, and it shows through the decision making system.

On a final note, I'm a little sad that Horikoshi made a female version of All Might to fight Tomura, instead of giving her a more original character design in general. Women in the bnha universe tend to be seen as replacements of previous existent characters, or they are used quickly to further the plot and get forgotten. They deserve a better treatment, being honest.

The kids will get there rest time, because not all the cards are on the table yet. I love that it's the turn of the villains to play, because the final result of the next battles are going to be partially determined by what the members of the League of Villains decide to do.

Spinner will probably betray AFO, because he's not loyal to AFO's ideals but to his own ideas.

Dabi has his own thing going and he's also going to get rescued by the Todorokis. I really want to see Hawks, Endeavor, Shoto and Dabi all in a same fight, because parallels are going to fly around and I bet we're going to found out more about Dabi's heart.

I think Toga is still going to interact with the UA kids and help them somehow. I hope she gets to talk to Deku and make some good friends.

And for Tomura... He needs someone to reach for him. He has lost himself. His determination is gone, the sparks in his eyes, his fire. He needs a reason to fight, a reason to believe. He needs someone to believe in him, someone to call out his name and make him exists. He needs someone to see him. He's the same lost boy who walked on the streets asking for someone to rescue him. He's the same kid that asked for someone to believe he could be a hero. If Deku gives him that, if All Might helps him too, if the League is there to show them their loyalty, Tomura will be able to snap out of AFO's control and break free.

Nothing like a good villain chapter to make me excited about the future chapters. Let's wait and see.

#bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #league of villains #lov #shigaraki tomura #dabi #Toga himiko #Spinner #Iguchi Shuichi #Touya Todoroki #Toya Todoroki #Mha spoilers #Bnha spoilers #Bnha 329 #Mha 329 #Mha leaks #Bnha leaks #Mha meta #Bnha meta #Shan's bnha opinions #Shan's mha opinions #Shan's meta #Shan's bnha meta #Shan's mha meta #LoV meta #Shigaraki meta #AFO meta #Spinner meta

[thunderheadfred]

💥Bakugou HC's💥

Aged-up pro hero Katsuki for all of these. Some NSFW beneath the cut. Minors do not interact.

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General

He’s scary good at everything he tries. Every. Single. Fucking. Thing. It’s infuriating. Has zero patience when other people can’t immediately master a skill. Never let him teach you anything. Not that he’d offer, nerd.

He WILL offer, though. A lot. He can’t believe you still can’t Do That Thing. Tsh. Like THIS. You're gonna hurt yourself, Dummy.

But hold on. Of course you have unique skills of your own. You work hard to improve yourself. Trust me, he's the first person to notice. He doesn't praise anyone lightly, so when he raises his eyebrows and whispers he's impressed, your heart will go thermonuclear.

Perfect spelling and fully punctuated texts. Never uses abbreviations. Employs a grand total of four emojis, all of them angry faces. Constantly leaves you on read. He's busy, dammit.

Doesn’t smile or laugh in public (except sarcastically). His real smile is a crooked, fragile thing. Never make him feel self-conscious about it, or you might not see it again for weeks.

He does not talk about his private life to the press. Ever. Will K.O. rookie reporters who can't keep their big mouths shut.

HOweVER: he's intensely kind to his fans. There is a whole photographic sub-genre of little girls in cosplay hugging Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight like he's a Disney Princess.

Too smart for his own good. Emotionally hyper-vigilant. Overthinks every interaction to hell and back. Will act like he's not listening but actually hears every single word in a ten-block radius.

INSECURE AF. 110% convinced he will never be good enough. Terrified of his loved ones leaving him behind. Does he do anything to assuage his fears? Like... talk to anyone about it? Hell no. That would require admitting he has fears to begin with.

Seeing people upset makes him upset, especially if he doesn't know how to fix it.

The epitome of being mean because he cares. He genuinely does not seem to comprehend that monosyllabic grunts and lopsided shrugs are not actually that comforting.

Because he was such a brat growing up, he wants to make up for it now. Sort of. In his own way. Look, he's trying, okay?

He smells - so - good. Obscenely good. He doesn't wear cologne; are you joking? There's the burnt-sugar caramel candy smell of his quirk, for starters. And since he sweats deadly ammunition, he showers and wipes himself down almost constantly. He always smells clean. Like a fucking meadow.

Never got that growth spurt he was hoping for. He’s a short man - not even THAT short - but he has a Napoleon complex anyway. If you’re taller than him, the collars of your shirts will all be stretched out. He’s constantly dragging you down to his level. He will assert himself all the fucking time; the pissing contest is never-ending. Don’t wear tall shoes unless you want him to drag you around on a leash. If you’re shorter than him, that’s good. That’s very good. He likes that.

He’s an incredible cook, but everything he makes is a nuclear fire challenge. Adapt or starve.

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Dating

Makes artisanal, nutritionally flawless bento lunches for both of you. When people assume his S.O. makes them, he gets fucking pissed. Damn right your co-workers are jealous of my cooking.

Your pet name is Dummy. Don’t like it? Fine. You can be dumbass.

There will be zero PDA in this relationship. His hands are shoved so deep in his pockets you can’t even try.

Intensely private with the press. But with his friends, he will brag about you nonstop. Bakugou Katsuki has the most talented and attractive and intelligent S.O., and anyone who doesn't recognize that is blind. Were you assholes even listening?

A mutual buddy definitely recorded one of these drunken brag-rants and sent it to you for safekeeping. Do not let Katsuki find out about it, unless you enjoy having an ash pile for a phone.

Gets jealous about everything, at least at the start. He calms down eventually. Kinda. He stops saying shit to you about it, anyway, because he learns to trust you. But anyone who so much as looks at you in a too-friendly manner will get the death stare of a lifetime.

He’ll throw all kinds of temper tantrums and the two of you will argue about every tiny fucking thing. He’ll scream out car windows, he’ll ball up his shirt and gnash on it. But he will never raise his voice at you. He’d rather die than make you feel unsafe.

Honestly, the constant bickering is really just... uhh... passionate communication. Eventually you both hash out the important things. You'll learn how to step around his landmines and actually make your points, and he'll learn to open up. A little.

Once you meet his mom, Katsuki starts to make a lot more sense. His family just... emotes like that. Eventually, you and his dad form a spousal support group consisting of exactly two lifetime members. He teaches you the Bakugou family semaphore you need to survive a long-term relationship.

Katsuki can dish it out but absolutely cannot take it. The only person who can level with him about serious issues without explosive fallout is his dad. Or, on a lucky day, Kirishima.

If you give him a legitimate criticism (even gently!) he will take it about as gracefully as a knife to the gut, because it confirms everything he hates about himself.

To your never-ending shock, you’ve made him cry. Yes, CRY! You monster! More than once! His lip gets all *trembly* and his eyes get all *watery* and all you want to do is hug him, but. No. He’ll storm out and wander around for a few hours before coming back with the problem perfectly solved.

He always takes your advice to heart. No, he will NOT talk about it, stop asking.

Gets mad if you don’t snuggle him on the regular. Will drag you into his lap with a pissy little grunt. There might be two seats on this couch but you will not be needing both of them.

Takes pictures of you while you sleep.

Takes even more pictures of you when you're awake but think he's out of the room.

He looks at all these pictures when he's away on high-stakes jobs. He gets all bleary eyed and sleeps in a salty puddle without you. NO ONE WILL EVER KNOW.

You don’t have to meet him at the door or anything, but when he says “I’m home,” you’d better answer fast. If he doesn’t know your precise location in 0.05 seconds, he will assume you’ve been kidnapped. He never checks the fridge for notes. Never assumes you've gone down to the konbini for a snack. No, it’s kidnapping every time.

A terrrrrrible bed partner. He goes to bed at senior citizen hours and will never fuck you after sundown. He snores SO loud. Runs hot and sweats through the sheets. Slaps and elbows you in his sleep and aggressively spoons you with his loud, sweaty body. You WILL want to suffocate him. Separate bedrooms aren’t such a horrible idea......

BUT HANG ON, because in the morning he transforms into an honest-to-god angel. He's half awake, his guard is non-existent. Morning Katsuki is a doting kissy-faced marshmallow man.

If you can wake up before the ass-crack of dawn, he will pamper the fuck out of you. You are royalty for one (1) hour only, and he is your bleary-eyed slave. You want a cuddlefuck? You got it. Hugs? Kisses? Take as many as you need. You want a perfect, fluffy, NON-SPICY omelette with a heart drawn in ketchup? Here it is, gorgeous.

Then he gets in the shower and the spell is broken.

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💥bang BANG💥

Let’s get the obvious out of the way: this here is an ASS. MAN. He'll spank you with his quirk; doesn’t matter if you’ve been good or bad. Wants to see you wince when you sit down later.

Likes pounding you face down with a vice grip on your waist.

Unfortunately, even with all that said... he doesn't exactly have the feral beast sex drive you were expecting. He’s married to his work and has the fuddy-duddy habits of a once and future valedictorian. Only fucks you when he has the time and energy to fully dedicate himself to it.

But ohhhh. Shit. When it's time? It's TIME. The man will rush for nothing. Stamina for days. Making you cum as many times as possible is a point of pride. Yeah, you passed out once.

You’re gonna need those days off when he’s done with you.

That dick THICC.

Sends unsolicited dick pics. Only after you’ve been dating a good long while - he doesn't show that shit to just anyone. But yeah, don’t check your phone at work. He won't cum without you; those pictures and videos are time bombs. You better get home. Now.

Physically dominant as FUCK, but won’t verbally degrade you unless you ask. Well, let’s be honest. Unless you beg.

Praise him and reap the rewards. A long hard ego stroking will get him off more than touching his cock ever will.

Will grab your hair and fuck your throat. Will also stop immediately if you need him to.

The two of you have safe words and gestures. Even for vanilla stuff. He’s paranoid about scaring or hurting you. He insisted you both sign a color-coded ‘love contract’ that he meticulously formatted in a word processor. When you gave him guff about it, his blush was the darkest crimson you’d ever seen.

Coin-flip: he will sometimes be unbelievably gentle in bed. Doting and affectionate, taking perfect care of you. Like, it’s baffling. There’s no warning, the switch just flips. When you want him to be extra-rough and mean, he’ll sweetly worship you instead. For hours.

Bonus: he likes being penetrated. But of course he’s got a complex about that too. Super intense power bottom. You will never fuck him hard enough. He’d like to see you try. Hit his prostate just right and he might literally explode.

You'll live happily ever after but he will say he loves you out loud exactly once. Maybe. If you're lucky. And you're both about to die.

#bakugou katsuki #bakugou headcanons #bakugou x reader #bakugou x y/n #bakugou x you #gender neutral #mha #bnha #mha headcanons #bnha headcanons #smut #mha x reader #bnha x reader #fred writes

[marauderundercover]

Taking Chances Chapter 3: Happy Little Accidents (Identities)

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@maribat-bdbwm

Marinette stared at the man in front of her, trying not to let her jaw drop. Sure she’d seen pictures of Bruce Wayne last night, Adrien made sure she was well educated on the man’s less than ideal fashion choices. But his choice of a sharp suit or his eyes that too closely matched hers weren’t why her jaw dropped. No, her jaw dropped because-

“Batman!” She says, in a wonderful moment of word association added to the man’s height and build. Mr. Wayne’s eyebrow quirks up and Marinette’s face instantly turns bright red as she hears the snickers of her classmates around her. Marinette immediately wishes that they would have left her and gone back to the bus without her, but no such luck. Instead they got to see her embarrass herself in front of her bio dad for the first time. Not that they knew that, but still. It was the principle of the thing. 

“I-” Mr. Wayne starts, but she cuts him off. 

“Oh, no, oh my god, I’m- no, I’m so, so sorry. I just, you’re- and you- and well yesterday, um, so I just, you seemed really familiar and I saw Batman yesterday so I said it and I shouldn't have and I'm so sorry I'm just freaking out cause my bi- ohhhhh….I mean-” Marinette rambles on, her blush darkening as she tries and fails to let out a coherent sentence in front of the man. She’s mercifully saved by the sharp blare of an akuma alert, the phones of every one of her classmates blaring at the same time. Mr. Wayne and the other employees in the lobby of Wayne Enterprises look confused, but Marinette is relieved. 

“What-” Mr. Wayne tries to ask, but is cut off yet again. 

“Oh well that’s not good gotta go call Paris-bye!” She yells, rushing away from the group and towards the bathrooms. She groans at the look Kaalki give her when she opens her purse. 

“That was a disaster.” They say simply with an unamused face. Marinette groans again. 

“Please don’t remind me. Tikki, spots on! Tikki, Kaalki, unify!” Marinette yells before calling a portal and falling into Paris, the awkward situation pushed to the back of her mind while she pours her focus into her Ladybug duties. 

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Bruce Wayne was confused. And worried. But mostly confused. Or, the confusion overweighed the worry until he asked about the alarm on the French class’ phones. That’s when the worry began to take center stage. A supervillian? In Paris? For almost two years? Why was the League not informed? 

“Um, would you like to watch the battle, Monsieur Wayne?” A blonde boy asks, holding his phone out and rubbing the back of his neck in a nervous fashion. Bruce studies the boy for a moment and recognizes him as the one who hugged Miss Dupain Cheng the day prior. His daughter. Who is currently living in a city with a supervillain and no League intervention. Nodding, Bruce takes the phone and watches the battle, his horror growing. There was one hero, rushing around the scene, one of her pigtails singed and soot covering her face. What the hell kind of villain was this? And why did the hero look so small? Bruce flinches as the hero, Ladybug the comments called her, is thrown against a building roughly. He waits with baited breath until she stands back up, her face set in a grimace before she went on the offense with a vengenace. 

“Who is this villain? I’ve never heard of them?” Bruce asks Adrien, not bothering to look away from the fight. 

“I don’t know this one’s name, Akumas all have different names and powers.” Adrien replies. Bruce’ gaze snaps up to meet Adrien’s as his blood runs cold. All. As in, multiple. 

“How many villains?” He asks, thankful that his newly discovered daughter is currently in Gotham instead of Paris, a sentiment he never expected with the crime rates of his beloved city. 

“Oh, there’s only one villain. Hawkmoth. Akumas are just people who’ve had a bad day.” Adrien explains as if it’s a simple concept. 

“And what does that mean?” Bruce asks, feeling frustration creep into his neutral posture. 

“It means that what you’re seeing right now is a normal citizen who’s being controlled. Hawkmoth…. He has the power to control anyone who shows an extreme negative emotion. Heartbreak, anger, sadness, lonelines, anything negative can be used against you. We, Paris that is, don’t blame those who were akumatized. They can’t even remember what they did when they were under his control. It wouldn’t be fair to hold them accountable.” Adrien explains, and Bruce can’t help the feeling of complete and total helplessness that rushes over him. If he went to Paris, even with the intention of helping the hero in order to protect his daughter, he could become an even bigger obstacle. He could hurt her. He could hurt others. 

“Is that why the Justice League isn’t there?” Bruce asks, slightly amused at Adrien’s face rapidly changing from understanding to shocked. 

“I-um, probably? If you want more information, miraculousparis.org or the Ladyblog would be your best places for information.” Adrien offers. Bruce nods, mentally making a note to check out those sites later. 

“Very well. Thank you. I hope the rest of your trip to Gotham is enjoyable.” Bruce says, careful not to slip into a threatening tone. The boy hadn’t done anything to him, and while he might want to play the protective father, he knew it wasn’t his right. Not yet, anyways. Now he had a supervillain to destroy from behind the scenes. 

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Opening a portal into her hotel room, Marinette sighs tiredly. The battle had been tiring, especially since she was on her own. Chat Noir had some kind of trip that he couldn’t get out of and had aplogized endlessly for it. She had reassured him that she could do it, but now… she knew she could do it but she really missed her partner. Letting both transformations drop, she sighs, relieved that the odd number of girls in their class allowed her to have her own room. Until a gasp filled her ears. She instantly shifts into a fighting position, shoulders tense as she stares at-

“Adrien?!” She yells in shock and confusion. What was he doing? In her hotel room? Without her? How did he even get a key? How was she supposed to explain this? Well, he did know the basics from his time as Aspik but-

“But you’re Multimouse!” Adrien yells before clapping his hand over his mouth, his cheeks instantly turning red. Marinette’s eyes widen. 

“How do you know about that?” She asks, panic rushing through her system. 

“Oh my god.” Adrien says, his eyes widening as he glances from Marinette to Tikki and back again. “Oh my god.”

“Please don’t tell anyone! I know you don’t owe me anything, but I just really don’t know if I can handle being the center of attention and then my family would be in danger and I know they wouldn’t approve because it’s dangerous and I-”

“THE TWO GIRLS I HAVE A CRUSH ON ARE THE SAME GIRL?” Adrien says, his eyes wide as he cuts off her rambling. 

“I- wait what?” Marinette sputters, completely shocked at this turn of events. 

“Well I’ve had a crush on Ladybug for forever and then like a month ago, I was talking to Plagg about how mad it made me that people weren’t listening to you and how hurt you were by the whole high road advice which was, honestly, not my best moment. And somehow, I started ranting about how pretty your eyes are and how kind and amazing you are and so then Plagg told me that that’s a crush, and I thought he was wrong. Until I saw you the next day and realized that he was right but then I felt bad because I felt like I was betraying Ladybug by having a crush on you instead, but Ladybug is you. Which makes sense, now that I think about it and-” Adrien’s cut off by Marinette covering his mouth with her hand, desperate to get him to stop talking. 

“Plagg?” She asks, jumping back from him as the Kwami flies out from Adrien’s pocket. 

“Good job kid, you broke pigtails.” He says, gesturing at Marinette who suddenly felt like the human version of the windows error screen. Could this trip get any weirder?

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