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Hi! I’ve risen back from the dead and have made a dual muse blog for Shoto and Izuku if anyone is interested I’m over at @sharingtheburden

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@heterochromatica​ asked:

"Midoriya?" Shit. There is a moment of silence as the dual wielder blinks at the slightly shorter male, while he internally curses himself. Unfortunately his tongue went faster than his brain and he didn't think this through. Well, it is too late now so he has to continue, which he does, while scratching the back of his neck as he tries to fixate a certain spot on the wall next to them with those mismatched eyes, mentally searching for the right words. "You have... any plans on Friday?"

     Izuku froze in his steps when he heard his name being called from behind him. Turning around, emerald eyes landed on the familiar face of his friend, and classmate. At the sight, a rather cheerful smile spread across his face as he full turned to face the other. 

          ❝ Hey Todoroki-kun, ❞ he greeted, the smile only beginning to waver when the other hesitated to continue speaking after Izuku acknowledged him. Worry began to soon take over the joy he had felt previously. Green eyebrow knitted in concern as he stared at his friend as he continued to wait a bit to see what Shoto had to say. Luckily for Izuku, the question came, and whatever anxiety he felt for the younger was replaced with relief. 

     Though his heart beat did spike a bit at the prospect of the question. A light blush even spreading across his face some. 

          ❝ Ah n-nothing outside of school, and whatever homework we get. ❞ Izuku answered, a shy smile having come back to his face. ❝ Di...Did you want to hang out Friday after school? ❞  

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What are you the patron of - quiz

patron of reunions

humanity delights you, and for all their troubles and hardships, you decide that sometimes, you will let them win. thus, you grant them the blessing of reunion. think of harbours lined with people, each one waiting for a sailor to come ashore. think of chance encounters, of suspiciously serendipitous days where souls gone astray finally orbit one another and collide again. you are the god of finding courage, of conceding and asking for help. the god of setting broken things to mend, of starting the healing process and seeing it through to completion. god of long overdue embraces, giver of clear eyesight used to navigate a sea of people. protector of those who lie awake at night in dreamless, fitful sleep, praying for a return. god of leaving a light on and unlocking the door, physically and symbolically. you pave the way home in smooth stone, serving as cushions for blistered, wandering feet. you set the banquet and rehearse the orchestra: you bless the home anticipating the wayward, whether it is a castle or a hovel. the herald of arrival, the one who guides the lost to where they can finally be found.

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Tagging: @explodcor​ @bigsisfuyumi​ 

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MY HERO ACADEMIA: WORLD HEROES’ MISSION

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3 michis

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explodcor​:

Katsuki outright laughed at the notion of Deku being “threatening.” 

“You’re about as threatening as a kitten with a bow around his neck!” he snorted. He reached out to pinch one of Deku’s cute freckled cheeks. “Embrace the fact that you’re cute as fuck and no one’s gonna find you scary.”

He leveled his boyfriend a flat stare at that second statement. 

“Deku, I don’t know how to tell you this, but until I figured out that I could shut you up by kissing you, you could mutter for ten minutes straight.”

“We’re not even gonna get into that one night where you muttered during half of the time we were making out–” 

Oh wait. He already said it.

     Izuku’s offended look only grew when he heard the laugh from his boyfriend.  Pouting more as he processed the words that were being spoken to him. A soft blush arising to his cheek as he felt the other pinch it which only seemed to make the pouting even worse. The continued statement also just fueling him in wanting to prove Katsuki wrong. That Izuku could be threatening, and considered dangerous. He was not too cute to be scary, damn it! 

          ❝ No. I can prove that I’m just as intimidating as you are, Kacchan. ❞ He spat back at Katsuki, his tone clear that he was obviously irritated with his boyfriend. 

     However, when the blond switched topics to his muttering, and brought up how long Izuku could mutter on for ( which honestly, Katsuki’s time length was probably shorter than the actual time ), Izuku’s shoulders picked up in an added mixture of offense, and embarrassment. Though even with this, the offense seemed to be the dominate trait in this moment, and even if there was stutters or falters in his words, he still argued back. 

          ❝ I-I don’t mutter for that long! ❞ Izuku squeaked out. ❝ A-And it wasn’t l-like I meant to mutter w-what we were m-m-making out! ❞ The viridescent teen got out before the blush grew, and his expression grew more embarrassed over annoyance. 

          ❝ I-I was j-j-just feeling good, and I-I wanted to f-figure out how to make you f-feel good too... ❞  

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explodcor​:

“Who the fuck honestly thinks that Deku is capable of murder?” 

Katsuki rolled his eyes. “What? Is he gonna nerd mutter them into submission?”

          ❝ Hey! I can be threatening if I want to! I just choose not to because murdering someone is wrong! ❞ Izuku whines his offended broccoli noises at his boyfriend with a very obvious pout. 

          ❝ And my muttering is that bad! ❞  

[shima-draws]

News anchor: The perpetrator is currently wanted and under investigation for mass murder

The perpetrator:

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@engxne @explodcor​  

          ❝ Guys wait! Remember the last time a fought broke out on school ground. Kacchan, and I were caught and had house suspension. You don’t want that on your record do you, Iida-kun? ❞ Izuku’s questioning before a pout was directed at Katsuki. 

          ❝ And if either of you are so insistent about a fight, then maybe we can ask Aizawa sensei if we could do matches against each other today. ❞ He suggested before emerald eyes turned to Tenya.

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explodcor​:

Don’t mind Katsuki. He’s just writing crude words and mocking insults towards Deku on his arm cast. It’s at least a welcome distraction from the obvious dread pooling beneath the hole in his chest. 

He smirks wryly at the sloppy katakana that labels Deku as “a dumbass” with an accompanying arrow towards the nerd’s face. 

If only said dumbass would wake up from his stupid fucking coma…

     It took a few hours for Izuku to finally awaken from his medicine induced slumber. Blinking away, he turned his head after letting out a soft groan from pain. Though when he was fully aware of where he was, and why he was in pain, his eyes fell to his arm when he noticed black covering the cast. Seeing the words written, Izuku visibly pouted even if in his chest seeing the words written left a feeling of relief. 

     At least Katsuki was alive, and well enough to beat Izuku’s ass when he’s able to. Even so, that didn’t stop him from thinking over the dire situation of the possible future with Shigaraki. For now though, at least he can relax knowing both him, and Katsuki were alive, and okay.

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explodcor​:

There was another recoil from the water. “Spray me again and I’m exploding that fuckin’ bottle!” Katsuki yelled. 

Honestly, hearing it was from Todoroki made him wanna destroy the damn bottle even more. 

          ❝ No, Kacchan! You can’t! It’s Todoroki-kun’s! ❞ Izuku is arguing back while pulling the spray bottle closer to his chest. His body turning away from Katsuki as if he was protecting the bottle like something delicate. 

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kibouhero​:

Izuku flinched at the added spray to his face. “Why do I suddenly feel like I’m in some AA meeting?” he asked flatly. 

          ❝ Maybe because I’m trying to reform you? ❞ Izuku suggested in a flabbergasted tone, his eyebrows even showing his feelings as he started at the doppelganger. Is that really what this felt like to Deku? Was killing someone really that addictive? 

          ❝ I wouldn’t call it that though. ❞ He admitted, still a little unsure of how to go about this now that it was compared to that. 

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explodcor​:

Katsuki recoiled at the water, predictably twitching afterwards. “I ain’t being rude! This is how I always am!” he argued back. “Also, where the fuck did you get that?!” 

Why do assholes keep spraying him with water?!

          ❝ No, you’re being a little meaner than usual. ❞ He scolded before spraying Katsuki in the face again. ❝ Todoroki-kun forgot it in my room the night the three of us we’re hanging out. ❞  Izuku informed normally after his tiny lecture. 

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explodcor​:

Katsuki raised an eyebrow at Deku’s words. “A different way?” he echoed. “Then do it the way you had planned if you want…” 

Nevertheless, he took the box when Deku offered it to him. 

          ❝ Ah-- n-no! It’s fine. This is fine. It doesn’t matter now anyway. You should open your gift! ❞ Honestly, Izuku wasn’t even sure if the gift was worth the speech he had. The words that flowed through his mind were sappy, and he would’ve probably stuttered together. 

     Besides the typical valentine’s day care with a special message inside it that he placed in the box would be enough. The message reading: 

          Kacchan, 

               This will be our first valentine’s day as a couple, and I know the gift is simple but I figured you didn’t want anything over the top. I’m really happy that I get to be with you, and call you mine. I love you, and I hope you like the gift!

          Love, 

               Izuku