They’re Doin’ It Man, They’re Making It HAPPEN. BNHA Movie 2: BEST PALS RISING

When I draw them I wanted to cry. so much. because. its. canon.

Digital paintings of a little faun I made for an university project! This was really fun to do and I loved the result.

do you think bkdk have canonical feelings for each other and if so, in what way?

wig ok ive thought about this a lot

honestly, canonical feelings in a romantic way— like love or lust, nah. i don’t really believe that.

that isn’t to say that they don’t have a million complicated feelings piled up when it comes to each other. i definitely believe they care about each other deep down, and even ‘love’ each other platonically. their care for each other factors into their mutual obsession w/ one another that they don’t know how to handle.

as in, it’s clear in canon that izuku has always cared for katsuki. constantly wanting to help him, always reaching out to him if he can. like in season 1, he was literally willing to sacrifice a secret—that could’ve seriously put the entire world in danger—to make sure katsuki’s mental health was okay.

that was something that i don’t think he would’ve gone out of his way to clarify for anyone else, but given the fact that izuku has been frequently running after katsuki his whole life, he feels some sort of entitlement to him. i don’t wanna say it’s ‘love’, because that’s not what being in love probably is, but it’s definitely more than how izuku just ‘cares’ for people. the way he sees katsuki is on another level, imo. and this is just one example.

like there’s also,,,, you know— the sludge villain incident, when katsuki got kidnapped, the final exams arc, etc

meanwhile, on the other hand, i believe katsuki also cares for izuku deep down, while not knowing how to show, or even wanting to convey those emotions at all. his hyper fixation on izuku showed right since the first season— in which izuku began a new life with his new power, and katsuki cared deeply for him and only him at that time. he made izuku’s ‘moving on’ all about himself, demanding to know answers and getting frustrated at the fact that izuku had ‘betrayed’ him. to me, even if katsuki doesn’t realize it himself, that says “i care about you and what youre doing, and i especially care about how you think of me”. that says “i care” in a bit of a messed up way. he feels like izuku is obligated to his benefit.

like ok. who knew he would whine so much and feel so insecure about deku ‘tricking him’ when he originally could’ve ignored izuku completely and focused on himself.

in addition to that, i think subconsciously, katsuki sort of feels some sort of level of intimacy with izuku, and sees him as sort of a ‘safety net’ in a way…?

like. why would he tell all this shit to izuku if he didnt feel something about izuku— if he didn’t feel like he needed him in some way? (like esp the line about todoroki. there was literally no reason katsuki had to tell him that but he for some reason just blurted his insecurities to izuku as if it were nbd, which is a big deal for him considering katsuki originally wants to think he can ‘beat everyone’) (and once again this is just one example of a few times)

listen,,, so basically i sorta went off topic but all in all i think they care about each other deep down, esp each other’s success. i think they ‘love’ each other platonically, while also subconsciously feeling some sort of permanent attachment to one another, because they do need each other— and that feeling is mutual.

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Shinsou: [pulling off his T-shirt after a run] ugh it’s hot today...

Kaminari: [tripping over his own shoelaces] oh no, guess i’m gay

Class 1a: *playing truth or dare*

Kaminari: Midoriya, I dare you to call your dad

Midoriya: Hey siri, call dad

Siri: calling daddy

Midoriya: WAIT NO

Bakugou: *phone starts ringing*

Class 1a: ...

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The evening was quiet and still as the sun slowly sank. It was peaceful, calm, though not for long. Moments after the sun sank fully, the shadows began to writhe and bubble. Soft taps and scratching noises sounded out from the front of the home, gradually growing in number, as the owner of the little cottage slowly stirred.

Lighting a small candle, the older woman shuffled out of her bedroom, a soft shawl pulled over her shoulders, and her nightie brushing against her slippered feet. After a few moments of fiddling, she opened up the front door and stepped out, raising her candle a little in order to see better.

The sounds stopped, and a large lanky form dropped from the roof, landing before the old woman. It bent down, terrible maw opening up slightly, before letting out a gargling rumble, its warped body easily towering over the little old lady, face stopping inches from her own.

The old woman squinted up at the creature, before smiling brightly when it finally got close enough.

“Elenta! You’re awful early today dearie. Trying to get the first pickings are we?” The old woman tittered as the monstrous creature let out a choked gargling sound in response.

Patting the sheepish creatures cheek fondly, she turned around and shuffled back inside, the creature following along dutifully. Once it had cleaned off its hands and feet, it settled contentedly next to the kitchen counter, eagerly munching on its goodies as the woman shuffled around the kitchen, setting everything up for the night.

A few minutes later, a terrible screeching hiss was heard from the kitchen window, and the woman smiled, dusting off the flour on her hands.

“Elenta, be a dear and open the window for Kdlr’t will you please?” Nodding approvingly as the creature gurgled in reply, she turned her attention to the oven, pleased to see that the next batch was doing well.

She would have to get one of them to help her get down the big pan later, so that she could make more of that drink the so love. One of them must have put it up there the last time they helped clean up, forgetting her comparably tiny size. Fixing her shawl, she turned towards her guests, smiling as she saw that a few others had arrived, a large brutish looking creature lumbering over for its nightly head pats. She did so love her darling monstrous visitors. 

Dearly Departed

Written for @dekatsu​ after being inspired by this post. It’s your fault. Also, there’s a high chance this could become multi-chaptered if received well enough. Also yay, my first BNHA piece!

Word count: 751 Warnings: Major Character Death Summary: At a time in his life where hope seemed to be a ghost of the past, Izuku stumbles upon a late t quirk that shows him another ghost. Pairing: None (Platonic BakuDeku, for now at least)

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It’s his fault. That’s all Izuku could think as he watched the same sludge villain that targeted him not so long ago attack someone new. It’s all that crossed his mind when it felt like years passed as no one did anything to help. No other thought could even be considered as All Might made one last-ditch attempt to rescue the victim. It was the only thing that echoed in his head as the villain fled from the sight of the number one hero before leaving behind a corpse with all too familiar blond hair. A shocking revelation that brought him to his knees.

The only other idea that Izuku could even entertain was “That should have been me.”

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