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#bkdk #dkbk and shoto
Shoto: The Ocean is a soup.
Bakugou : Do elaborate.
Shoto : What are needed for something to be a soup?
Izuku : Erm... Water, salt, some form of vegetation, and personally I prefer some meat in mine.
Omega #deku suffering that monthly🩸 cycle just wants the owwies to stop😭
Festive eat the rich guillotine
Bringing back this Discworld quote for no particular reason
Two facts are true about BNHA
1) Protect Eri squad is real and Bakugo is more than likely on it
And
2) More than half the fans would lay down arms for Dynamy
Leather jacket Kacchan
fire quirk dekuuu 💚🔥
#dekubaku #bakudeku
#lexwrites #bkdk
They didn’t start hating LGBTQ people because they truly thought we were “groomers” — they started calling us “groomers” so that they could justify hating us, and to convince other people to do the same.
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He didn’t even push the button to ignore it, just put his phone in his pocket and let it ring until it stopped.
That hot mess could wait for tomorrow.
~*tbc*~
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He pulled his phone out to check his texts, and thankfully there was one from Kirishima.
<<Course dude, call when youre ready
He huffed out a frustrated breath when a photo of Denki replaced the messaging screen he’d been on as he tried to call Katsuki.
As he stepped inside, he heard someone call out.
“Kats!”
“Nope,” he muttered to himself, pretending he didn’t hear the person speaking to him.
He felt like a dick, but he closed the building door behind himself, locking Denki outside.
Katsuki felt a little bad for stretching the truth, but he needed to talk through his feelings, & he couldn’t talk to Izuku about this. He shot a text to Kirishima.
>>you gonna be up a while? Need to talk.
He felt his phone vibrate with a text as he unlocked the door to his apartment building.
“Ok Kacchan. Call me when you get home?”
“I’ll text you when I get home and I’ll call you tomorrow,” Katsuki said, turning to walk to his own apartment building. “I’m going to bed when I get home.”
“Ok! Night Kacchan!”
Izuku nodded and took a deep breath. “Should I give you space or-”
“Fuck no!” Katsuki pinched Izuku’s cheek and pulled. “Didn’t I just say I don’t like being out of sight out of mind you damn nerd?!”
Izuku giggled and batted lightly at Katsuki’s hand until he let go of his cheek.
“Course we will, idiot. I *know* out of sight, out of mind is literal for you, & I know it applies to people. I’ve just never been on the receiving end of it. I don’t fucking like it, so you’re not allowed to leave ever a-fucking-gain-” Izuku laughed, like Katsuki intended. “-but we’ll be fine.”
Katsuki didn’t expect Izuku to throw himself against his chest, but he probably should have. He held Izuku for a few minutes while he sniffled.
“We’ll be ok, right Kacchan?”
Katsuki wiped the tears from Izuku’s cheeks with a small smile.
If he buried it now, it would explode later, and he didn’t want to do that to either Deku or himself.
“I’m not mad,” Katsuki said, running a hand through his hair. “I’m glad I know the truth now, even if it took literal outside interference to get it.”
Izuku had tears streaming down his face by the time Katsuki was done, and a huge part of him wanted to fold like a lawn chair; say nevermind it’s fine, drop the dunce and ask Deku on a date. But it wasn’t that simple.
“I had to stop asking or I’d never have been able to fucking talk to you. So while I understand logically that your adhd fucks with remembering shit, I never expected to be one of the things you forgot about.”
“There was an article the day before you flew in speculating whether you were doing long distance or if she’d be coming here, and I *still* didn’t know if you were dating, because every time I’d asked, you either dodged the question, changed the subject entirely, or *hung up on me.*
“Izuku, I don’t know how you felt when you found out I was seeing Kami, but if it hurt to hear, imagine seeing pictures and think pieces every other day for months. Hearing damn near everyone, even my own goddamn *mother* talk about how fucking *cute* the new couple is and how *lucky* hero Deku is.
“I believe you, that you got busy and forgot, I know that can happen for you, but I’m not gonna lie and say it doesn’t make me feel like an afterthought.”
Izuku’s face fell, and Katsuki hated it, but he had to be honest. “Kacchan-”
They reached Izuku’s building in silence, and Katsuki sighed when Izuku hesitated, clearly waiting for Katsuki to address the giant misunderstanding.
“I need a little time to process.
Listen to their friends, family, and random fucking extras speculate and talk about how pretty that other person is? Hear for months how Izuku’s a lucky guy to catch her eye and wonder if he’s the only one actually waiting?
Katsuki had made suggestions & done his best to be supportive because he knew Izuku couldn’t control it & he wasn’t doing it on purpose.
But part of Katsuki was bitter.
He felt unimportant, like an afterthought. He’d just been expected to, what? Endure rumors & photos of Izuku with someone else?
He’d seen Izuku agonize over misplacing important things like his keys or wallet, had talked him down from beating himself up over not connecting someone’s birthday to the day it actually came.
