It’s day two of our ★ WWD Advent Calendar! ★
Today’s post features work from two of our members - click below the cut to find out who they are and what they’ve created!
The first work of the day is an art piece by @sketchysprix for the prompt “KFC”:
The second work is a piece from @hollyandvice for the prompt “ugly holiday sweater”, which can be read below.
“This is a terrible idea.”
Izuku knows the grin on his face must be nearly maniacal. “This is a great idea.”
“No, this is a fucking terrible idea. Who put you up to this, Kirishima?”
Izuku pretends to look appalled. Katsuki sees right through him. “I can’t believe you think I would do something like this for someone else’s satisfaction and not purely for my own.”
Kacchan’s glare goes eve darker. “What the fuck, Deku. I’m not wearing that damn thing.”
“You can wear this one instead, if you want,” he says, holding up the Hero Deku ugly holiday sweater beside the Hero Kacchan ugly sweater he’d offered Kacchan.
Kacchan’s eyes flash. “Yeah? You for real?”
Izuku hesitates. He’d bought them assuming Kacchan would rather wear his own merch. If they switch–
Kacchan seems to see the moment of weakness. He pounces on it. “Yeah, let’s do that, then. You wear mine, and I’ll wear yours.”
Izuku swallows. Then, emboldened by the victorious smirk on Kacchan’s lips, he gives in. “Fine,” he says, chucking the Deku sweater at him. “Fine. We do it your way.”
Kacchan’s smug look falters, and Izuku feels the victory like a brief warmth in his chest. Kacchan straightens at whatever look is on Izuku’s face. “Deal.”
Izuku smiles. Victory will be his in this. Nishiyama’s going down.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“Damn. You really got him to wear an ugly sweater?”
Izuku grins victoriously at the secretary. “You’re damn right I did. Pay up.”
She sighs, shaking her head as she hands over two thousand yen. “You’re a miracle worker.”
“Damn right I am.”
She laughs. “Looks like you miracle isn’t happy with you, though.”
“What?” Izuku turns to follow her gaze and sees Kacchan making his way over to them in all the green, red, and black glory of his sweater. “Oh.”
“You bet on me, shitty Deku?”
Izuku shrugs, knowing better than to try to argue with him when he’s right. “Yeah. Is that a problem?”
“You’re damn right it’s a problem, Deku! What the fuck?”
“It was the theme. I could hardly let our coworkers down when I had a chance to get you to follow the theme, now could I?”
“That’s not the same as betting on me!”
Izuku shrugs, unashamed. “Maybe not. But it’s what I did. Can you blame me?”
“Yes!”
“What, like you wouldn’t have done the same thing in my position given enough incentive.”
Kacchan opens his mouth to argue, but shuts it after a moment, clearly at a loss. “Yeah, well. Whatever. It was still a shitty move, Deku.”
Izuku nods. “Maybe so. But if I promise to take you out for dinner with the money, will you forgive me?”
Kacchan tilts his head to the side, something thoughtful in his eyes. “You askin’ me out, Deku?”
Izuku can’t control the flush that floods his cheeks, and knows Kacchan sees it from the way his eyes go wide with something like surprise. Izku looks away, unable to ignore the heat in his belly. “Can I be?”
Kacchan swears. “Fuck, of course you can, Deku. Do you know how long I’ve been waiting on you to get your head out of your ass and ask?”
Izuku looks up, heart in his throat. “You mean it?”
“‘Course I do. I know it wouldn’t have been my place to say anything, not after the shit I pulled when we were kids, but I thought… I thought that if you wanted it, you might be the brave one again and ask me.”
Izuku swallows, looking up at Katsuki with heat in his chest. “Then consider this me asking.”
Kacchan’s grin is sharp and bright. “That’s not asking.”
Izuku rolls his eyes, willing to give Kacchan this if it means he gets to have Kacchan the way he’s wanted him for so long. “Can I take you out on a date, Bakugou Katsuki-san?” he asks, giving a low bow.
Kacchan’s eyes go wide. He recovers himself quickly enough, stepping on Deku’s foot in retaliation. “Yes, fine, whatever, just stand up. Everyone’s looking at you funny.”
Izuku laughs, straightening up. “Oh, and one more thing.”
Kacchan looks wary. “What?”
Izuku holds a hand out. “Can I have this dance?”
Kacchan doesn’t hesitate. He reaches out, taking Izuku’s hand. “You’re damn lucky I like you, jackass.”
Izuku laughs, high and bright. This is their relationship, this is who they’ve always been, and he isn’t about to start complaining now.
“By the way,” Kacchan asks as they dance. “How the hell does that sweater fit you so well? Min’s hanging over my wrists like I’m five years old again.
Izuku laughs. "What can I say, I’m a miracle worker.”
Kacchan frowns. “There’s no way.”
“No, really!” Izuku says, feeling the sly grin on his lips.
“Uh huh. And who helped you pull off this miracle?”
“The clerk at the local hero goods store.”
“You traded mine in for one your size?”
“Yup.” Izuku knows popping the p might have been a bit much, but it’s worth it for the look on Kacchan’s face.
“You’re a pain in the ass, you know that?”
Izuku’s grin widens. He leans in close, not entirely sure where the audacity hits him from. “I can be a pleasure in the ass too, if you want me to be.”
Kacchan snorts. “Okay, that was bad.”
“Yeah,” Izuku agrees, “I know. But I couldn’t very well leave low fruit like that hanging, now could I?”
“No, I guess not.” Kacchan shakes his head. “You’ve changed, you know that?”
“How so? In a bad way?”
Kacchan tilts his head to the side. “What do you think?”
Izuku looks down, contemplating. “I think I like myself a lot more than I used to. I think I’m physically stronger and faster than I used to be. But I think who I am hasn’t really changed at all, and those are the parts of me that are the most important. So, no. I don’t think it’s in a bad way.”
Kacchan hums. “You’re definitely a lot more gutsy than you used to be. And, I have to say, your confidence is damn sexy.” Izuku blushes. “But you’re right. The core of you, the parts of you that make you my best friend and the most important person in my life? Those things haven’t changed. In fact, they just shine brighter than ever. You’re brilliant, Deku, and I hope that the core of you never changes.”
Izuku looks away, overwhelmed by the honesty and warmth in Kacchan’s words. He tries to find the words, tries and fails three times before he finally chokes out two words, insufficient, but all that he can offer. “Thank you.”
Kacchan leans in, pulling Izuku close. “Anytime, dumbass. Any time.”
Thank you both for submitting and participating today! Before I wrap up today’s post, I want to take a moment to clarify a couple of things.
First, submissions are welcome at ANY TIME from December 1st to December 24th. If life was busy and you weren’t able to get something into us before the 1st, don’t panic, you can still participate! We are accepting all submissions and every work we receive will end up on the calendar at some point!
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Art: chibis, doodles, lineart (without guidelines), and sketches as well as anything that you feel inspired to color or shade, all are welcome!
Fics: we encourage fic writers to aim for ~500 words, but anything beyond that is also welcome! If you are doing a freeform work, there is no word count suggestion.
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See you tomorrow with the next round of works!
- Mod Rito