#mightiheart

[lupuswisteria]

@mightiheart​ -  "Go lay back down." // RP Meme. // Accepting.

And yet, came stubborness. 

‘‘I need to go’‘, it was about close to the hour where he went to take a walk with his cat. 

Itsuki would much rather stay on schedule this time, do what is planned than let some stupid Autumnal fever get to him. 

Yeah, that’s right, screw this fever. He’s had worse, in all honesty.

[dynamitem]

@mightiheart​ -  Walks up to him (---after prolonged eye contact---) gives him a hug. (I hope this is alright with you! Feel free to ignore if it isn't!) // Random Asks. // Always Accepting.

For some reason, that hug had been nothing short of predictable. But despite that, Bakugou far from pushed the latter away. 

He just looked down at Deku. 

‘‘Oi, did something go wrong or what?’‘.

[explosiveelectricity]

♠ ( snerk ) ♥ ( guilty ) ☮ ( What about you? Return symbol me who didn't re-blog the meme. Look at me, breaking the rules. Do memes have rules? Well, if they did, hah! ))

Intimidated mun anons: Accepting //♠ - I want to chat with you more ooc ♥ - I want to ship our muses I agree with both of these things :Insert a bunch of eye emojis here: can I send both of these back at you? Bc I enjoy chatting and we def need to have these two boys at least interact ahaha You know you have my discord and can always spam me ;)

[lupuswisteria]

@mightiheart​ -  👀 + What'll happen if I pet your ears...? // Questions Meme. // Accepting.

He’s just going to glance over to whomst asked such. 

‘‘Nothing. Atleast not for you’’, for a stranger though, Itsuki would likely avoid any touches.

[explosiveelectricity]

He's now going to give Kacchan a pat on the back. "You'll always be Kacchan."

Of everyone that could have possibly overheard, of course it was him. Bakugou could feel his body tense at the pat, trying his best to brush off the whole thing as if he totally didn't just say what he said. "Dammit, Deku! The hell did you even come from?!" Before a much more quiet. "You heard nothing-"

[lupuswisteria]

@mightiheart​ -  “Why are you looking at me like that?” // Sentence Starters. // Accepting.

‘‘Hard not to look at you when you’re just standing there’‘, Itsuki points out. 

In favor of glancing at his childhood friend, since not only his twin had grew up along Izuku’s presence, the wolf teen stopped reading throught the book, now left upon his laps. 

‘‘Is there something you need?’‘, he adds, currently uncertain why the other stood in place.

[maximusprodigium]

🧑‍🤝‍🧑 ( Deku is the one who has to pretend to be the woman. Kacchan's greek god-esque physique is too masculine. Wig, makeup and clothes. Izumi is his girlfriend/fiancee/wife (the cover you want to go with!!!) and "she's" also a "mute.")

{ Closed starter for @mightiheart }

How the hell did you knot a tie again?

Muffled grunts and curses filled the room as the man stood before the hotel mirror, tongue peeking out from the corner of his mouth as his hands fidgeted with the ends of the tie in a pathetic attempt at tying it correctly. Had it always been that hard? Well, there really wasn't any way he could know, all his childhood and teenage years he refused to wear one, and even as an adult he often steered away from them. And the only times he's ever had to wear one, it has been tied by Deku or Kirishima and against his own will.

Giving up on such stupid task, Bakugou threw the dark green tie on the bed, running a hand through his face as he stared at his reflection. Despite not wearing the tie, he looked well put together, way more formal than in his usual ripped jeans and oversized jackets or button up shirts. It was stupid, all of this, but all he could do was to play nice.

Izuku and Katsuki had been following the trail of a group of All-for-One's followers, their high status and well covered traces leaving them without any concrete evidence to declare them as dangers to society. It all seemed lost until the perfect opportunity appeared, a gala. They had captured a couple of simple villains that planned on attending the event a few days prior, taking their invitations into custody and formulating a plan of how to get them in using them. The villains looked not so different after all, there was a problem though, they were a married couple, something that could be noticed when looking at the invitation.

The plan slowly started to take more form as they looked at the blurry photo identification on the back of the invite, the man had spiky blonde hair as Katsuki's, maybe with a leaner build, but they looked somewhat similar, only thing the hero would be missing was the pair of glasses the man sported in the photo. As for the woman, they could have literally asked one of their female coworkers if it were not for the bright green curls that the woman sported.

Before Bakugou could even object to the idea, it was decided. They would go the gala as the two villains, they would simply have to dress up Midoriya with makeup, maybe some extensions, and more girly clothes. It was the perfect plan!

Except, it wasn't. Bakugou had no doubt in mind that it would fail, there was no way in this miserable world that they wouldn't get caught.

Sighing, he pushed the frames of the glasses up his nose and adjusted them to sit comfortably on his face. He blinked a couple times to adjust to the feeling, after all, he only used to wear these when he read at night. When he looked back up to check himself out, he couldn't help but twitch his nose at the sight.

Fuck, he looked like his dad.

His eyes darted towards the clock mounted on the wall, only an hour to the gala. They couldn't lose time. Slipping on his dress shoes and the golden wedding band onto his finger, he picked the jacket of the suit and walked over to the bathroom, knocking harshly as if to startle the green haired man inside.

"You ready? Not because you're dressed like a girl means you have to stay in the bathroom just as long as they do. We have to leave."

[maximusprodigium]

💭 + reverse ( Deku gave up his memories of Kacchan in order to save him. )

{ Closed starter for @mightiheart }

It was his fault.

Those four words plagued the blond's mind as he stared at Deku, his eyes searching for something in the other boy's face. Maybe anger, distrust, something along the lines of hate, but what he sought the most was recognition. None of which he found.

With hands on his hips, he tried to piece the story together for when they returned to Aizawa and the rest of the class. They had been on patrol when they came across a bank robbery, things turned south when they met the two quirk users in charge of the heist. The fight had started with them having the high ground, quickly taking a hold of the situation until the two villains turned the tables, taking advantage of a distraction when the explosive hero took a jab at his partner for one of his maneuvers.

Meeting someone with an ability like their sensei's always proved troublesome, so when they were both held down, powerless, and with a gun to their head, there was only one way out of the situation.

It had all happened too fast. Bakugou felt the end of a gun to his head, the sharp bite of metal making him sweat, and though he thrashed around and tried to free himself, it all proved to no use. The other villain raised a deal in that moment, taking one of the boy's memories in exchange for their lives. It made sense, after all, both of the villain's faces were covered, and with one of them without any account of what had happened, it was almost impossible for them to get caught afterwards.

Izuku agreed before Katsuki could even object, the villain was even faster to respond, not even letting them give it second thought before she harshly pressed her fingers against the young hero's temple. Bakugou cursed and thrashed under the other villain's hold as if something possessed him, he felt so utterly useless, and the feeling only grew as emerald and crimson gaze met, the warm familiarity of Deku's eyes slowly fading away. From there, everything went red. The last thing Katsuki could vividly remember was his partner limp on the floor and the villains making a run for it.

Like he would even give them the chance.

The cops arrived as the villains finished collecting their loot and prepared to run, leaving the two heroes to their own defenses. Blind rage coursed through hot veins, Bakugou felt the way his power came to life once again a moment after the villains left, quickly leaving an unconscious Izuku to the supervision of the police before he chased after the villains. Civilian witnesses could only describe the chase as if a demon emerged from hell.

The ground shook from uncontrolled explosions and the cries of a hotheaded hero echoed through the streets, but the blond came victorious from such fight. He took into custody a really beat up pair of villains, rendering the quirk manipulator just as useless as he had felt, barely even opening his eyes and fried clothes and patches of skin causing endless pain. As for the other, he had knocked them unconscious and badly injured, but they would wake up later, he had to make sure that they could undo whatever they had done to Deku.

Deku.....

After the fight, he had returned to the scene to turn in the villains and pick up his somewhat-unconscious partner, taking him in his arms before heading to UA. Hushed whispers and concerned glances were thrown their way as they walked the hallways, a deep scowl planted on Bakugou's features. He had tried to make it to Recovery Girl's office when Izuku began to wiggle himself out of the blond's arms, quickly setting him down to check on his state.

So there they were, sitting one across from the other in the dorm's living room area, an uncomfortable silence ready to be broken. He mustered up enough courage to lean forward, his eyes darting for any signs of hurt or discomfort.

"Deku, what do you remember?"