#bddk

[captfreaktown]

Someone: what's your favorite BNHA ship?

Me: uh obviously it's uh..bakudeku.

Someone: ugh that's such a basic bitch answer

Me: alright you wanna now my real favorite BNHA ship?!?! It's rodydeku from the world heroes mission movie!

Me:...

Someone:...

Me: I also like togachako.

[pilawturkey]

Turkey Just Launched Mandatory Green Asset Reporting for Banks 🌿🇹🇷

Big shift in Turkish finance. On April 11, 2025, Turkey published the Communiqué on the Calculation of Green Assets of Banks, officially activating the nation’s first Green Asset Reporting Obligation.

This new rule tracks how much banks actually support environmentally sustainable economic activities. The core metric? ➡️ Green Asset Ratio — the share of eligible green assets within a bank’s balance sheet.

Banks must now build strong systems for: • Documentation & classification • Monitoring & verification • Full sustainability reporting

The BDDK (Banking Regulation and Supervision Agency) will enforce the rules and define environmental criteria like climate change mitigation, circular economy transition, pollution control, and biodiversity protection.

This is more than a regulation — it marks the start of a green transition in Turkey's banking system. Green finance is no longer optional. It’s compliance. It’s strategy. It’s the future.

[therpistlr]

"BDD Feels Like Being Trapped in a Funhouse Mirror..." 🎭

Ever look in the mirror and see something completely different than what others describe? Where every reflection feels like a cruel trick, and no amount of reassurance ever sticks? Body dysmorphic disorder is exhausting - like being stuck in a mental hall of mirrors where the distortions feel more real than reality.

It's that soul-crushing cycle of: 🔹 Spending hours analyzing "flaws" no one else notices 🔹 Canceling plans because clothing feels like a personal betrayal 🔹 The whiplash of "maybe I look okay?" to "I can't be seen like this" in 0.2 seconds

But here's the hopeful part: the mirror doesn't get the final say. The Body Dysmorphic Disorder Workbook (💖 check it here) offers actual tools to: ✦ Challenge distorted thoughts with cognitive reframing ✦ Reduce compulsive checking/avoidance behaviors ✦ Cultivate self-acceptance that goes deeper than appearance

This isn't another "just love yourself!" platitude - it's a science-backed roadmap out of the BDD spiral. Progress might mean some days the mirror feels less like an enemy, and other days just getting through a video call without panicking.

You deserve to exist in your body without constant critique. The journey starts with one defiant act of self-compassion. 💪✨

[bakudekuandmhalover]

This is to much for my soul

[mystic-drexms]

♪𝐌𝐢𝐝𝗼𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚 & 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝗼𝐮♪

➪𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅/𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅/𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆.

➪Eᴘɪsᴏᴅᴇ(s) 60, 61,

[ambiverted-chaotic]

𝗕𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗴𝗼𝘂: DON’T YOU DARE DIE ON ME IZUKU!!! ILL DO ANYTHING!

𝗜𝘇𝘂𝗸𝘂: I..need to give someone my power...

𝗜𝘇𝘂𝗸𝘂: Kacchan..

𝗜𝘇𝘂𝗸𝘂: I need you to eat a piece of my hair.

𝗕𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗴𝗼𝘂:

𝗕𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗴𝗼𝘂: Okay so

𝗕𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗴𝗼𝘂: n o

[mediocreauthor]

another hot take on MHA fandom from yours beloved: there are more people that bitch and moan about toxic shippers then actual toxic shippers

[willfangirlforfood]

What’s Mine is yours chapter 6

Izuku spun to look at Katsuki, hands flying up to cover his mouth, eyes, if possible, wider than usual. In the past, Katsuki would have found the abject horror on the nerd’s face hilarious, but right now it was just another punch to the gut.

He watched Izuku flinch away from him. He watched the nerd’s head whip between the door that Todoroki just went through, and back to him. Watched the tears start to fill those big emerald eyes. Heard Izuku mutter an apology to him for 'what he had said.’

Before he could say a word, all he could see is green hair flying away from him and doors slamming between them. His hand dropped to his side, his mouth opened and closed a couple of times, still unable to get the words he knew he should have said out into the empty space the nerd used to occupy.

 Over the next few weeks, Katsuki noticed that things were, no pun intended, chilly between Izuku and his (other) soulmate. This did not make Katsuki feel better like he thought it should. A fact that frustrated Katsuki and made him even snappier and more waspish than he previously had been.

“Bakubro!” Kirishima was yelling at him as he got onto the bus to their licensing exam, and honestly, Katsuki couldn’t think of a better place to sit than with the rock. It was better than getting stuck with the spark plug, or invisibitch.

He flung himself into the seat and scooted over by the window. Kirishima then perched on the outside edge of the seat and Katsuki roughly jammed his headphones into his ears, pulling his hoodie over his head. He proceeded to stare broodily out the window for the entire trip to the arena.

 When the test began, Izuku immediately took charge, and because Katsuki found that new confidence incredibly, distractingly attractive, he decided to go off on his own. However, much to his chagrin, the electric wonder and Kirishima decided to follow him.

Katsuki also noticed that the Icy-Hot dweeb had decided to go off on his own as well instead of staying to assist his other half. Katsuki almost went back, but there was still way too much left unsaid there, and he was not up for hashing that out right at this moment.

To Katsuki’s eternal surprise, the only reason he and Kirishima passed the first part of the test was because of the moronic lightning rod, and as they entered the space for those who have passed, he searched the room for Todoroki and Izuku, finding them clustered with their other classmates. He breathed a sigh of relief.

That relief didn’t last long, because the next part of the test was starting, and Izuku was walking past him, shooting him a triumphant little grin. Katsuki’s brain was short-circuiting. Izuku turned that smile on Todoroki, and Katsuki’s brain was a tangle of red rage and green jealousy.

This was not good. Katsuki listened to the instructions that they were to save and triage the victims in this area. That they would be ranked on their ability to do so, but Katsuki could not get his brain to function enough to be civil to the examiners.

He was rude to two people who were pretending to be injured during the scenario. He was distracted and preoccupied during the fight with Gang Orca.

With all of this, plus his shortcomings in the first part of the test, he was only vaguely surprised at his failure to pass the test. What did surprise him was that he was going to be stuck in a make-up class with Todoroki.

How could the golden boy have failed? Were things really that bad with him and the nerd? Katsuki was proud of Izuku for passing. He could also see how the nerd was both euphoric about passing and heartbroken over whatever issues still existed between him and Todoroki.

Katsuki wasn’t sure what, if there was anything he could do, but he resolved that if he had to do these classes with the dual user, he was going to figure out how to fix his nerd while they are stuck together.

  On the first day of the class for those who failed the exam, Katsuki and Todoroki walked to the train together. They rode in silence, though Katsuki noticed that Todoroki never stopped staring at a photo of him and Izuku on his phone.

Katsuki rolled his eyes at the absolutely pining look on Todoroki’s face. “What’s up with you and the nerd?” he asked, trying to appear unconcerned and condescending, and apparently failing miserably, as Todoroki snorts.

“Subtle, Bakugo, real subtle.” He leaned his head back against the window of the train, scrubbing his hands over his tired eyes. “I suppose there is no reason NOT to tell you. Since you were right there for the beginning of it, eavesdropping and all.” Todoroki raised an eyebrow at Katsuki.

Katsuki refused to dignify this with a blush. He set his mouth into a snarl instead. “Yeah, I heard some. Why the HELL would you tell the nerd that I love him if you don’t plan on giving up on him?”

Todoroki smiled at him, “Izuku and I do not keep secrets from one another. Possibly to the detriment of our relationship,” he grimaces, ”but he deserved to know, and I deserved to know if I needed to worry.”

“The issue with the two of us now is that, as you heard, there is a reason for me to worry, and neither of us are sure what to do with that information.” He looked at Katsuki, laughing sardonically. “I don’t want to lose him, but I don’t want him to feel like something is missing. I want to be enough for him, but I know that you will always be there in his heart. I hate you for what you did to him, but I know that you are the thing that is missing for him.”

He laughed again. “Sometimes I think that sharing him is the only real way to make this whole thing work, but then we are back to the whole me hating you thing.” He groaned and dropped his face into his hands. “Is that even allowed? He still doesn’t believe that you could ever love him, but if I could convince him of it, is it legal? Would it be enough for me to keep even a piece of him? Would it be enough for you?” He looked at Katsuki desperately, and Katsuki was again left speechless.

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