Izuku has been acting strangely ever since the war ended.Ā
Not that Katsuki can blame him. War has left everyone misshapen: taken things from them, marred their bodies, and robbed them of their innocence. Everyone in Class 1-A has been altered by it. Katsuki catches Jirou crying over her prosthetic ear on the sparring mat; Mina is always half a shade paler pink than she was before; and sometimes, Katsuki will catch Kaminari and Monoma staring at him like theyāve just seen a ghost. Every single one of Katsukiās classmates are jumpier than they were before, quicker to spring into action, but less likely to laugh. Less likely to goof around in the ways teenagers are supposed to.Ā Ā
But Izuku seems fine.Ā
More than fine, really. Heās lost more than anyone, but heās still going above and beyond to help others. Using precious bits of OFA to reach a near-suicidal Uraraka, visiting Spinner in his jail cell, comforting Todoroki after his brother passes, taking Eri to her quirk-therapy appointments. He laughs like nothingās wrong. Smiles at everyone encouragingly, assures Katsuki over and over again that heās alright.
Katsuki knows better than that.Ā
He knows Izuku better than anyone. Izuku is not fucking fine; he just thinks heĀ hasĀ to be fine. Heās doing what he always does: says heās okay while bottling everything up. Suppressing everything until heās a pressure cooker set to explode.Ā
But Katsuki also knows thereās nothing he can do about it. Stupid, stubborn Izuku. Heāll break himself before admitting he needs help, so Katsuki will just have to let him break. Watch him carefully, wait and stay in place to catch him after the inevitable fall out.Ā
Katsuki canāt tell if Izuku is subtly avoiding him since the war ended or if heās just so preoccupied with everyone elseās goddamn problems that Katsuki has just fallen to the wayside. He supposes it doesnāt matter. He canāt ask anything more of Izuku, not when he gives so much already. And Katsuki owes him a fucking lifetime of favors, so he makes the effort and reaches out first.Ā
Sparring practices have just wrapped up. Everyone else is drifting off in pairs, getting ready for dinner, laughing and chatting about what their plans are for the weekend. Of course Izuku has remained behind, though. Katsuki knows heāll go another two hours at least: not to improve himself, but to help others. Today is Todorokiās day, and Izuku sits on the bench off to the side, wrapping his wrists while Todoroki converses with Momo. Katsuki settles on the bench beside him, nudging Izuku with his knee.Ā
fuck I wanna draw a mini comic of uraraka saying bakugou would make a good wife and pissing him off for my episode drawings but the two pages are already fullā¦..sighs
I have been off tumblr for a while because it's exam season, today is my last exam (for the first session because i did failed some and have to redo them but that's irrelevant)
AND WHAT DO I SEE AS I CHECK FOR TRAFFIC ? @bakudekublogblog posted something and not anything, it's a new chapter update, i'm in heaven. The timing is perfect, my day can only go well i swear.
And the best keep coming because as i check the chapters numbers i see that we have still one coming, my favorite fic do not finish today, i'm gonna be able to experience it for a little longer before it end's up in my bookmark āš»šāāļø
From the buzz of One for All lingering within him, to the sweetness of Katsukiās mouth on his own, to the glimmering light of the breaking dawn flickering over his skin, everything is heavenly. Everything is pure and utter bliss. Heās done it. Somehow, he managed to harness One for All, escape his bindings, rescue Kacchan from his drop, and stop Takahashi from taking over the kingdom. Gods, itās a bone-quaking, breath-stealing relief. Izuku is smiling so wide it makes it difficult to keep kissing his alpha.Ā
āYouāre amazing,ā Katsuki murmurs against his mouth. Izukuās giggle is half a sob, too overwhelmed to respond. āGods, Iām so glad youāre alright.āĀ
Izuku takes his face in his hands, whimpering and licking into his mouth insistently. He canāt help it; he just canāt get enough. Some secret part of him has wanted this for so long and now that he can have it, he just canāt resist. Thankfully Kacchan seems to be on the same page. Strong arms lock around his waist, teeth rake over Izukuās bottom lip, andĀ gods. Izuku is so lost to their kissing that he almost doesnāt notice the gentle tugging on his elbow.Ā
āYour grace,ā Mako says. Thereās the wet smack of lips as he and Katsuki part and Izukuās brow quirks as he turns toward her. She bows to him reverently. āForgive me, youāre bleeding.āĀ
What? Izuku glances down at the makeshift bandage on his arm andāoh. Right. Holy shit, he totally forgot about that. The torn silk is crusted with old blood and gnarly looking, andāIzuku winces. Ugh, now that heās looking at it, pain rears its ugly head.
āLet us treat you, your grace!ā another apothecary chimes in, hands clasped together in a pleading motion. A third apothecary comes and begins to push them forward.Ā
thank you books!! thank you tv shows!! thank you music!! thank you concerts!! thank you movies!! thank you video games!! thank you crafts!! thank you napping!! thank you escapism!!!
hold on. i LOVE izuchako BUT this is SO FREAKING CUTE IN A KATSUDEKU STANDPOINT AHHHHHH
another important thing.
THE WAY THEYRE POSITIONED.
Izuku is on his back, facing the ceiling. and he's wearing a full outfit - basically. Ochako is with her back towards him, signifying that she trusts him, but her whole side is turned the other direction. No physical contact.
In the next work, Izuku is sitting up and gazing down on Katsuki. Loving touches and protection - he's always watching his back. A smile? The hand placement?? SO CUTE!!
And Katsuki?? He hates having his back towards people or things he doesn't recognize, so he would always sleep with his back towards the wall, or he'd sleep with his back flat against the bed.
With Izuku, though, he trusts him. PLUS. His face is angled toward Izuku with his arm wrapped around the others hips.
Sorry, I just had to put my observations here.
And the lighting is important. Not really, but it is. One is darker and more bleak. The other is brighter and softer.
I say it's not really important because you can have them both still be in the sketching stages without facial expressions and lighting/coloring differences, and still feel the difference in emotion between the two pieces.
i have a personality flaw that always positions me on the side of characters who are hiding everything and refuse to accept help. like do NOT confide in people. confiding in people is the enemy. REAL winners lie and lie and continue lying until they ruin every single thing theyve got going for them & didnt fix a single goddamn thing. keep digging grandpa youre almost there
