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GUYSSSSSSSS

GUYSSSSSS

THE PROTECTIVENESS??? THE POSSESSIVENESS RESULTING FROM THAT PROTECTIVENESS?????

"I'm the guy who steps in.."

THIS IS BEING RECORDED. EVERYONE IS WATCHING KACCHAN PLEDGE THAT HE'LL ALWAYS BE THERE FOR IZUKU SOMEBODY NEEDS TO FUCKING SEDATE ME

How much you wanna bet that he's got that bloody card in his pocket?

You look like a strawberry

everyone changed after the war, some for the better and others for the worse. for izuku.. it's complicated. he's much more.. pissy? irritable. impatient. it's not so bad that he gets unreasonably upset all the time, but whenever something that he disapproves of happens, he doesn't smile it off like he used to. he'd get frustrated, be rude with his words, and take matters into his own hands. it's sad, seeing how different the war made him.

so katsuki wants to shoot himself whenever he feels a rush of arousal course through his body whenever izuku directs that irritation towards him.

one time katsuki was walking in the halls while distracted with a gadget from his gauntlet, unintentionally blocking izuku's path. izuku stares at katsuki's back. "kacchan—"

"doin' somethin' important," katsuki grunts back dismissively as he continues tinkering with the gadget. he jolts when he feels izuku's firm hands suddenly wrap around his waist before his body was roughly moved to the side.

"and so am i," izuku sighs, giving a last squeeze to katsuki's waist before walking past him. "don't waste my time, kacchan."

or another time when katsuki and izuku were sparring and katsuki attempts the usual banter with him. "you sleepy, nerd? 'cuz i am," katsuki grins.

he knew izuku was having a bad day so he was expecting some sort of outburst, yet he was still caught off guard when he gets punched in the nose and harshly pinned to the floor.

"not today, kacchan," izuku murmurs, voice deeper than usual. his hand tightens on katsuki's wrist. "if it was anyone else, i might've knocked them out."

katsuki's pretty sure his nose is broken. still, he decides to push izuku further. "holding back on me?" katsuki attempts to kick izuku away.

"hey," izuku's other hand goes to hold down katsuki's thigh. "fucking watch it. seriously."

and katsuki is convinced: he is a pervert. a disgusting, pathetic pervert. he shouldn't be feeling this way over something seemingly negative. he wonders what izuku would think if he knew katsuki couldn't stop thinking of his firm hands and rough voice as he tells katsuki to shut the fuck up for the fourth time that day

Katsuki: I think I love him.

Eijiro: No, duh.

Katsuki: The hell you mean, "no, duh" !?

Eijiro: Dude, I'm your best buddy. I've seen you pining over Midoriya for, like, two years. You haven't been subtle.

Katsuki: WHAT!! But I only figured out that I love him THIS WEEK!

Eijiro: Oh. Well. Yay! Congrats! You finally caught up to the rest of us!

Katsuki:

Katsuki: I want to punch you right now, Shitty Hair.

Eijiro: I love you too, man.

soft touches 🤏🏻

all credits to the original artist @5MlL3 on twitter/X

horikoshi STOP PLAYING W ME I KNOW YOU WANNA MAKE THEM CANON SO BAD 🙁

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I love the idea that even tho The Lamb wears a bell all the time, they can still appear behind someone and scare the shit out of them.

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