I have a looot to say, but for now that we have leaks only i want only to share a 25yo kacchan offering his hand to 25yo deku. Kacchan wanted to hold his hand so bad, he reached out first this time and deku’s tears of joy says it all.
FOR ME THIS IS HOW BAKUDEKU BECAME CANON BC LIKE THIS IS PROPOSAL CMON. Bakugou wanted to spend his life with izuku chasing him, and as the translation say HE ESPECIALLY spent 8 years to think about a solution to realise deku’s dream to become a hero. DO YOU UNDERSTAND? Bakugou became the rich man that made everything to make his husband happy because yes you can’t say to me Kacchan didn’t plan this so they can make wonder duo agency reality and go living together.
Also idk for y’all but Katsuki pro hero x teacher Deku is another thing became canon for me. Others are complain again saying that this ending is a bit rushed and there are plot holes… well unfortunately it’s true like there is this tiny time skip, we only can suppose what they all did in 8 years, but i find interesting how all of them only bakugou had a focus on what he did in this time.
Well the ending might not be perfect, but mha will always have a special place in my heart, i already supposed that there wouldn’t be any ship canon, even if to me horikoshi wanted an open end to make speculation on bakudeku since this is the last thing we see, so he got that chance naruto’s author didn’t get.
Ok for now i’ll leave here Kacchan offering his hand to deku just like deku offered his hand to him 🧡💚
Kirishima, in Bakugou’s jacket, wearing a bracelet that matches with Bakugou: it’s just that, i don’t know if he likes me likes me y’know?
Kaminari, who almost got his ass beat for touching the tie that Bakugou doesn’t even wear: right.
Kirishima, packing the post it notes that Bakugou left him while helping him study in his pencil case: and i really don’t want to make it weird or anything-
Mina, who, along with everyone else, got tutoring from Yaomomo because Bakugou was too irritated by them: of course not.
Kirishima, remembering the times Bakugou encouraged him and depended on him: because even though we’re close i don’t want to assume…
Sero, remembering that it was only recently Bakugou fully depended on him in battle: mhhhm.
Kirishima, who Bakugou has called by his name nearly every time since they met: it really could just be me reading in to it!
Jirou, who Bakugou still calls Ears despite her several protests: yeah, totally
Kirishima, holding Bakugou’s hand: right?
Bakugou, who has kissed Kirishima several times, and has confessed twice already: sure.
thanks to @vampyrsm and their earlier question to everyone, I mentioned Private Security, and now all I can think about is Spec Ops Bakugou who’s in charge of WHA Team Alpha 1
Bakugou: Squad Leader, demolitions expert and combat specialist
Kirishima: second in command and combat specialist
Deku: Recon and intel specialist, operation sergeant
Shinso: Recon, and stealth operative
Denki: Communications Specialists
That’s all I got so far, but yeah, that’s all I can think about. AU Spec Ops team.
What the fuck was I on between the months August 2021-December 2021???? Literally the meat of my masterlist came out during that time 😵💫 wishing for that energy to come back 🙏🏽
Six professional heroes are stuck under a building.
It sounds like the beginning of a bad joke, but it’s actually just a fact.
Shoto, Ground Zero, Deku, Chargebolt, Earphone Jack, and Cellophane had been called on site to apprehend a huge group of villains. Between rescuing civilians from compromised buildings and taking out villains one at a time, they’d finally backed the last few into a corner, only to have the building collapse during the final showdown. So, they’re stuck here now, in a pocket of space underneath tons of rubble and the remnants of the building itself. The villains lay unconscious in the far corner, bound impossibly tight by Cellophane’s tape
‘I am going to bust the fuck out of here right now.’
Everyone groans at Bakugou.
‘Kacchan-‘ Midoriya tries.
‘Shut up, stupid Deku!’ Bakugou rages, fingers sparking. ‘If you’d worked faster, we never would’ve gotten stuck! Shit.’
Kaminari punches Bakugou’s arm lightly. ‘Lay off man, we all did fine. This was just unexpected’
‘Don’t touch me. And fuck you too. Fuck everything, I’m leaving-‘ Bakugou points his arms at the rubble just as Jirou plugs her earphone into his ear and gives him a shock of vibration, enough to startle him and make him yelp.
Before he can go off again, she holds up a hand, ‘I’ve already assessed the damage. The balance is precarious enough as is. If you move so much as a block, this is coming down on us, hard. And I, for one, would like to end this night with a beer in my hand, not at the hospital with a broken back.’
‘I second that.’ Sero calls out. Todoroki just nods, and Midoriya is smiling helplessly.
Bakugou curses viciously again but doesn’t bring up the topic of blasting shit up. Jirou reaches Uraraka on her phone, who says she’ll be there asap. The space fills with an easy mix of quiet murmurs and comfortable silences.
And then the cold sets in.
It’s easy to forget you’re in the dead of winter when you’re hopped up on adrenaline and right in the middle of a life-and-death situation, but when things settle down, shit gets real again. The day is below freezing, and even winter hero costumes aren’t equipped to keep you warm in the long term.
Todoroki barely feels the cold. With his temperature regulating quirk, he’s able to acclimatize to most weather conditions instantly. Over the years, its gone from being a conscious effort to a completely unconscious one, as easy and natural as breathing. His body know what temperature he’s most comfortable at, and it adjusts.
He’s leaned up against one of the broken walls, and Midoriya is propped against the surface perpendicular to him on his right. They are maybe 5 feet apart. Jirou is further down the same wall as Midoriya, and Bakugou and Kaminari are in front of Todoroki. Sero is on his left side, in front of Midoriya.
When Todoroki pays attention, he realizes his left is burning hotter than usual, in an attempt to maintain his inner temperature. It’s almost like a game to him, seeing how finely he can balance temperatures within himself, hot and cold, fire and ice.
‘To-Todoroki.’
He looks up and sees Midoriya staring at him, a small, uncertain smile on his lips, eyes bright with an idea.
‘Yes?’
‘I- um, would you- would it be alright if I sat to your left? I’m really, really cold.’ Upon closer inspection, Todoroki can see his lips turning slightly blue. Even his voice shakes from the cold.
Todoroki barely thinks about it. ‘Sure, no problem.’
Midoriya scrambles to his feet and walks over to his left before sinking down, carefully leaning his arm against Todoroki’s. He sighs immediately, slumping into the wall and gently pressing a bit more into that warmth.
‘That feels amazing,’ he mumbles, holding his other hand out and hovering it over Todoroki’s left side. ‘You practically radiate heat. It’s so useful.’
Todoroki huffs out a laugh and turns up the heat a notch, hot enough that he’s properly radiating but not so much that it will hurt the arm pressed against his. Even through the clothing, Todoroki knows that a lack of control can hurt his friend.
Midoriya’s eyes widen at the heat and he gives him a big, happy grin. ‘Thank you.’
Todoroki shakes his head. ‘Really not an issue. Barely takes any effort on my part.’ He shuts his eyes and leans his head back, intent on resting a little. The week’s been tough, filled with more villain cases than usual, and the paperwork has been endless, keeping him up much later than usual. Seems like everyone’s had difficult weeks- they’re all subdued, lacking their usual snark and energy.
When his eyes slip open a few minutes later, he finds Kaminari next to a sleeping Midoriya, with his eyes barely open. Sero has also moved, pressed against Kaminari, but Bakugou and Jirou haven’t moved yet.
Todoroki looks over at Kaminari, catches his eye and sees the slight shiver that runs up his spine.
He takes stock of their positions, does some quick calculations, and then makes up his mind with a nod.
Carefully, without jostling the still asleep Midoriya too much, Todoroki pulls his arm away and wraps it around Midoriya’s shoulder, pulling him flush into his left side, resting Midoriya’s head into his neck. The man continues to sleep, his even warm breath puffing against the skin of Todoroki’s neck. He then catches Kaminari’s eye again and flexes the fingers of his left hand before pointing to Kaminari’s neck. The blonde looks hella confused for a second but scoots closer nonetheless, and Todoroki places his warm hand against the bare skin of Kaminari’s neck, right against his nape.
The man goes limp against his grip, breathing out a groan of relief.
‘Fuck, that’s good,’ he whispers, snuggling into Midoriya to mooch the heat he’s mooching from Todoroki.
They stay like that for a few moments when Todoroki sees movement in the corner of his eyes. Jirou stands up from where she was sitting and walks towards the pile of people. She catches Todoroki’s eyes, and he sees how hesitant she is. She’s always been respectful of boundaries and space, so he can understand her feelings, if only a little. He gives her what he hopes is a reassuring smile.
‘I really don’t mind,’ he says softly. ‘It feels nice actually, to be able to use this quirk for something like this.’
Jirou holds his gaze for a moment longer before nodding. She sinks to her knees in front of Midoriya, and with a little bit of shifting and moving, Todoroki finds himself with Jirou’s head on his lap. It works because Midoriya’s sleeping with his legs folded in, and Kaminari follows suit, giving Jirou the space she needs. Sero joins her a few moments later, latching onto Todoroki’s calf, his fingers wrapped around the muscle.
Todoroki cranks up the heat a little, and everyone sighs together. Midoriya snuggles in deeper in his sleep, Kaminari moves in closer, and Jirou’s head turns to the side, cheek pressed into Todoroki’s thigh.
Tipping his head back again, Todoroki lets the weight of the bodies around him settle into his skin, and he feels a warmth build inside his chest, as unrelated to his quirk as it gets. He can hear the firm beats of his heart, just like he can feel the pulse in Kaminari’s neck. Midoriya’s hand has slid into Jirou’s hair, and Jirou’s hand has wrapped itself around Todoroki’s left side, fisting the material. They’re all tired, exhausted beyond belief, and in the midst of this incredulous situation, they find the safety to sleep.
When Todoroki’s eyes sluggishly drift open again, there’s a solid weight on his chest. He can’t look down, but he sees ash blonde hair just under his chin, and he smells Bakugou, sweet and ashy, as always. He must’ve pushed Todoroki’s right leg away and settled against his chest. He’s curled into the left side, his head above Todoroki’s heart, breathing even. The villains don’t make a peep – Midoriya and Bakugou had knocked them out cold – and the night is silent. Moonlight makes it through cracks in the rubble, forming small pools on the broken floor.
Todoroki’s heart is full.
He drops his head down to Midoriya’s, and he does exactly what his body asks him to.
