Thinking About How This Implies That Izuku Talks About Katsuki When He’s With Her

「じゃあ俺の憧れは間違ってたのかよ…！」

U CANT MAKE THIS UP 😭

There were no thoughts in my head… only you.

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Art by Mons

Honestly, the idea that at some point Bakugou started thinking of Deku and his heart would race, his chest would clench, his hands would get sweaty, and he just decided "Oh, this is hatred." Is my favourite fucking thing.

Please take some emotional management courses you stunted gremlin.

Drew one of my favorite scenes from this wonderful fic ♡

A lil bonus under the cut~

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For the palette challenge, number 61 with some soft BakuDeku? Maybe with some plants too?? :0

I decided to not do the plants, cuz I didn’t know how to fit them in lol. Also it was REALLY tricky finding a “soft” pose for them because I don’t think I am capable of drawing Bakugo in any type of soft interaction lol. Hope this is okay!

 Requests are closed till next time thank yoooouuuu~

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A commissioned comic for @headcanonsfromanasexualpirate !!! It’s based on their fic, which can be found here - warning for some manga spoilers & angst! I had a lovely time working on this piece ❤️ 

Izuku slowly walked up to the kneeling hero in the midst of all the chaos and destruction around them. His suit was bloodied and ripped, even his favorite tie was ripped -couldn’t be helped if the fight was that intense. His freckled face was covered with dirt, bruises, cuts and blood -both his and his enemies.

Green eyes looked down on the hero, still kneeling on his spot, arms limp, breathing short and fast. The hero slowly looked up to Izuku. His piercing red eyes looking directly at Izuku’s green ones.

Slowly, the greenette raised his hand that formed like a finger gun, his quirk activated.

“Choose your last words wisely.” He said in a cold tone that undoubtedly matched the look on his face. A huge difference to the one the ash blond was used to since they were kids.

Katsuki felt a chill down his spine when he saw that look. It felt so wrong. No. 

It is wrong.

It is oh so wrong.

Katsuki swallowed audibly and visibly, only noticing now how thirsty he was.

“I…” Katsuki started softly but his voice cracked. 

“I love you.” The ash blond repeated. Which was true. He didn’t seem nor acted like it but he did. Ever since they were little kids.

But he was stupid for misinterpreting it and ended up hurting Izuku instead.

Izuku smiled. But it wasn’t the heart warming kind, it wasn’t the smile filled with purity and unyielding hope in his eyes.

It was cold and uncaring.

Izuku sneered. “You do?” He asked, before he shot through Katsuki’s head. a gaping hole on the hero’s head as he fell to the ground from the force. a pool of blood surrounding him. 

“Shame.” Izuku drawled out, lowering his hand and looking down on the lifeless body of the hero. 

“If only I even remotely remembered who you were to me I might’ve considered it”