I put off watching ep 135 & 136 of MHA bc I knew they were absolutely going to annihilate me and yet I STILL wasn't ready
I literally like... experienced grief watching them. My heart felt like it was going to shatter at every moment.
Seeing where this path has led Deku. Watching him run. Hearing his friends pleas. Witnessing the intensity of their feelings & commitment to fight for Deku.
And all the while, Bakugou. JFC. Bakugou.
I feel like Horikoshi created Bakugou to personally fucking murder me.
Bakugou's character across the seasons has always been lit as hell, but not like this. The rawness. The grief. The confessions. The love. The fight. To have cut himself open and laid out everything he has been, everything he is, everything he hopes to be at Deku's feet.
Excuse me, I just need to lay on the floor for 50 million years and sob my fucking soul out of my body
