Katsuki was over it. The purple lightning was the last straw. He doesn't sleep the entire night after which is unusual for Katsuki. He's feeling antsy, pissed, and fed up with this place as much as he was fed up with whatever bizarre tango Izuku and he have been thrust into. It's just sex. People had sex all of the time.
He just had never applied that possibility to himself. He was completely disinterested (okay, not completely, there had been a few nights...But it was never a priority for him!). He didn't want this to be something that weighed on either of them while they are attempting to grow as people. As heroes. It was getting in the way of their concentration which was stupid. So, naturally, Katsuki decided to make the practical choice.
That's what he is telling himself as he paces a ditch in his own room. Just treat it like a workout. A necessary evil. Except it wasn't evil in the slightest and he had always speculated his first time being with...with the nerd. Loathe though he was to admit it, he had never actually really considered anyone else or thought about anyone else in terms of real-life execution. It was always the nerd. Not that he'd admit that. He would rather die, thanks!
But apparently not really, because he was leaving his room and storming his way over to Izuku's. He doesn't knock. He just kicks the door in and invites himself in.)
[ Izuku might need to invest in a lock on his door at some point. Their cozy hobbit home doesn't have a lot in the way of door locks inside, for some reason? Or Izuku just doesn't...lock his door, although he doesn't think it would help much with Katsuki, who for some reason likes to kick doors open dramatically rather than knocking, or even opening them with his hand. ]
Kacchan! I told you to stop kicking the doors open...it leaves scuff marks!
[ Look, Katsuki has important things to discuss but first Izuku has to fuss about what he just did. Why did you do that! ]
(He was on a mission, Izuku! Doors were in his way from achieving his goal! Maybe leave your doors open. Consider that?! He moves into Izuku's room and sits promptly on the edge of Izuku's bed, flopping backward with his arms under his head. Just making himself at home.)
You're not doing anything anyway so why the hell do you care? Just paint your door darker and you won't need to bitch 'bout scuff marks.
Kacchan...if you keep kicking my door open, you're not gonna be allowed in my room. It's that simple!
[ Don't TEST him, mister...anyway, he scoots a bit to make room on the bed. Looks like all he was doing was reading a book, anyway, so he's not doing anything super critical, but still! ]
(He proceeds to send an (admittedly adorable) selfie of himself holding a growlithe who looked like it was so happy to be there. Katsuki was scowling at the camera, but like. Of all people alive Izuku could probably tell when Katsuki was lowkey thrilled about something.
(Shit...sucked. Izuku wasn't feeding on him anymore and he couldn't really blame the guy. He was polite but distant and just kind of tired. But also he was worried because he still had all these connections to Izuku so, like.)
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If you don't want to feed from me anymore, fine, but at least let me fill some bags for you so you're not eating garbage animal blood.
(They're just sitting around after a day of sparring and practicing out in the desert. Freshly showered, dinner cooking in the kitchen, the rich smell of meat and potatoes in the air. Katsuki's flicking through his relic, laying on the floor in front of their couch with Ground Zero.
It's about time for him to check dinner. He climbs to his feet and moves towards the kitchen.
But. Before he leaves the room, he leans down and grabs the side of Izuku's head and tips it so that he could kiss Izuku on the forehead. Then he moves his head further back and kisses him on the mouth. There's nothing sexual about it. Nothing even flirty. It's just...a kiss.
And then he's moving away and towards the kitchen. Like this is just something they do now. Exchange little kisses and gestures of...not totally platonic affection.)
[ Is that something they do together now? Izuku wasn't aware it was legal but he definitely isn't stopping it from being a thing. He's just going red and sort of...squeaking? Like a baffled hamster. Embarrassing. ]
(He's going to be as casual about this as humanly possible. He's wearing a homemade stitched hoodie that Natsume made that looks like Izuku's hero costume. He has another made that looks like Katsuki's costume. There are protective seals stitched into the hoodies (apparently) that would make them both safe, though it doesn't look like anything to the naked eye.
He's realizing though it might seem like an arrogant gift to give Izuku. But...Well...The idea was that they had matching merch of each other's hero stuff...
He's pacing around his bedroom, regretting every choice he has ever made, but finally gives in to the resolve and figures he just needed to get over himself and do it already.
By the time Izuku wakes up, there is a neatly decorated All Might birthday cake sitting on the kitchen table with some All Might colored confetti scattered about. More importantly, are the flower petals leading from Izuku's room to the cake. Katsuki is MYSTERIOUSLY missing at this time, but like, mostly so Izuku would spend some of the day around town and realize some people seem to be wearing Deku merch?!
Anyway. Katsuki is back home by midday. Izuku's favorite food in stock and ready to make an elaborate dinner. He's in his own Deku hoodie, hood drawn, the ears sticking up. Because ahh- another surprise? This is a bit more obvious in the fact that his fox tails have been morphed into...a bunny tail. It wasn't easy but he knew other familiars could shapeshift between different animals, so.
He's just. Minding his own business getting dinner ready for now, not really paying attention to when/if Izuku was back yet.)
(It was weird enough talking to yourself. It was weirder sitting on a couch next to Izuku while an older version of Izuku and Katsuki sat across from them. The two bastards were playing coy about the details of this apparent future they were both from, but Katsuki was kind of enthused to see that the two were established pro-heroes.
He was also kind of smitten with how Izuku looked when he was older. He was always smitten with how Izuku looked, but goddamn. Have mercy on his fucking soul. He's not saying much at all. Instead, he's slumped on the couch with his hands shoved into his pockets, completely silent, letting Izuku do most of the talking for - current them. His eyes keep settling on the rings around pro!Izuku and pro!Katsuki's hands and he finally just asks about it.
There is some beating around the bush that immediately pisses Katsuki off. Why didn't they want to just spit it out with who they married? Fucking annoying...But the conversation inevitably winds up with pro!Deku mentioned off-hand that he had briefly dated Ochako, but things didn't work out, and he's going on with the story but Katsuki is standing up.)
I'm making dinner.
(He announces this curtly, not caring about manners in the slightest as he cuts pro!Deku off completely. He leaves the room before anyone can really even respond. He's trying to ignore the mounting dread inside of him and that sharp undercut of jealousy combined with stupid panic.
It would be a lie to say it's the first time he's felt like this. But last time he felt like this, it resulted in a big fight between Izuku and him, Izuku thinking he had an issue with his sexuality, and then Izuku putting distance between them. So.
He just. Grits his teeth and focuses on shopping up some vegetables for dinner. But like, he's pissed, so he's more or less murdering the poor bastards. So what if he's stabbing a bit more enthusiastically than usual? He's just...fucking cooking food!)
[ Katsuki has always been a bit rude, so no one in the room is that startled when he storms out. Worried, maybe, on the part of each Izuku but...it's not that surprising. Izuku's not sure how to handle their order variants but he's been shyly making conversation, definitely noticing how they both grew up - could grow up.
Even the older version of his childhood friend can't keep his gaze for long when his version storms off, though.
It's only a few minutes later when Izuku slips into the kitchen. ]
(It's ultimately not that shocking when Izuku comes after him. Wasn't that just the story of their lives? He looks up from chopping and tries to ground himself so that he didn't come across as pissed at the wrong thing. Counts slowly backwards and when he talks, he manages to be gentle:)
Yeah? Did you need something? (Not asked in a nasty way. He's trying so hard to just- be appropriate about this. Even if he did storm off, he could at least be careful with Izuku directly.)
(One-night Katsuki went to sleep, as per usual, a bit earlier. He had been tired all day and just wanted to turn in around seven PM. Early even for him. Then he just wound up...drifting.
It took a matter of days. His body pulling apart in Folkmore, turning to gold stardust, but it stayed floating over his bed. Eventually, the star dust slowly began to reform until the glowing shape of a boy was on Katsuki's bed. Then four fox tails unwound and the golden star dust blew away from his body. This left the real Katsuki in its wake, back in Folkmore, but drastically changed.
He was in a deep sleep yet again, but the differences were obvious even at a glance. With half of his face scarred and his entire arm mangled and scarred, he was evidently a Katsuki from another period. The massive chest scar didn't help any either. He was naked in his bed and it wound up being his growlithe that perked up immediately and started to bark like crazy. Probably trying to wake Katsuki up, but in part hoping to get Izuku's attention too - wherever Izuku may be.)
[ Izuku's been going crazy. Katsuki's nowhere to be found - just stardust in his bedroom, and Izuku doesn't know what to make of that. He just knows he can't find Katsuki anywhere. His soulmarks have gone useless. The comforting heartbeat on his wrist frozen and unmoving, the thread going to nowhere at all...
He left the house the first day but after he couldn't find Katsuki it became rarer. He stayed closer to home, checking the network and every room in the house, nerves constantly on edge.
When the barking starts, he's only catching a nap. He's barely slept this whole time so when he bursts in, he looks like he hasn't slept much at all. No new injuries though. He's stumbling in, eyes catching on Katsuki and drinking the other hero in...
He's at the bedside in an instant, fingers seeking out a pulse. ]
(Maybe, through time and space and all, somehow their connection still worked the same. Because for a moment, Katsuki's heart did stop. There was nothing to push through the bond. Even now, Katsuki's body seems to need a moment to catch up. Thirteen doing whatever she needed to do. And for just a second, there is no pulse.
His growlithe jumped up onto his bed. Not in the way, just tail stiff and ears perked, ready to help if she could. It didn't come to that though because a few seconds after Izuku started to look for a pulse, Katsuki takes a sharp breath and his eyes open wide, one glazed and blind, but the other intact.
The first thing he sees is Izuku and he honestly can't tell if he's still on that battleground and seeing Izuku manifesting to greet him or what.)
...Izuku? (His voice comes out raw and tired.) You're...here.
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CW: entire thread will contain underage sexual content/conversations
Katsuki was over it. The purple lightning was the last straw. He doesn't sleep the entire night after which is unusual for Katsuki. He's feeling antsy, pissed, and fed up with this place as much as he was fed up with whatever bizarre tango Izuku and he have been thrust into. It's just sex. People had sex all of the time.
He just had never applied that possibility to himself. He was completely disinterested (okay, not completely, there had been a few nights...But it was never a priority for him!). He didn't want this to be something that weighed on either of them while they are attempting to grow as people. As heroes. It was getting in the way of their concentration which was stupid. So, naturally, Katsuki decided to make the practical choice.
That's what he is telling himself as he paces a ditch in his own room. Just treat it like a workout. A necessary evil. Except it wasn't evil in the slightest and he had always speculated his first time being with...with the nerd. Loathe though he was to admit it, he had never actually really considered anyone else or thought about anyone else in terms of real-life execution. It was always the nerd. Not that he'd admit that. He would rather die, thanks!
But apparently not really, because he was leaving his room and storming his way over to Izuku's. He doesn't knock. He just kicks the door in and invites himself in.)
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Kacchan! I told you to stop kicking the doors open...it leaves scuff marks!
[ Look, Katsuki has important things to discuss but first Izuku has to fuss about what he just did. Why did you do that! ]
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(He was on a mission, Izuku! Doors were in his way from achieving his goal! Maybe leave your doors open. Consider that?! He moves into Izuku's room and sits promptly on the edge of Izuku's bed, flopping backward with his arms under his head. Just making himself at home.)
You're not doing anything anyway so why the hell do you care? Just paint your door darker and you won't need to bitch 'bout scuff marks.
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[ Don't TEST him, mister...anyway, he scoots a bit to make room on the bed. Looks like all he was doing was reading a book, anyway, so he's not doing anything super critical, but still! ]
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sometime after the Convo (cw: vampirism/themes of blood eating)
hey.
If you don't want to feed from me anymore, fine, but at least let me fill some bags for you so you're not eating garbage animal blood.
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[ It's not what he wants but... ]
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I was hiking and then napping and now I gotta hike more save me
RIP oh no
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a random thing i wanted 2 do in last week of june - pre camp camelot stuff
It's about time for him to check dinner. He climbs to his feet and moves towards the kitchen.
But. Before he leaves the room, he leans down and grabs the side of Izuku's head and tips it so that he could kiss Izuku on the forehead. Then he moves his head further back and kisses him on the mouth. There's nothing sexual about it. Nothing even flirty. It's just...a kiss.
And then he's moving away and towards the kitchen. Like this is just something they do now. Exchange little kisses and gestures of...not totally platonic affection.)
I see katsuki woke up and chose violence today
he REALLY did.
RUDE
birthdayyyy
He's realizing though it might seem like an arrogant gift to give Izuku. But...Well...The idea was that they had matching merch of each other's hero stuff...
He's pacing around his bedroom, regretting every choice he has ever made, but finally gives in to the resolve and figures he just needed to get over himself and do it already.
By the time Izuku wakes up, there is a neatly decorated All Might birthday cake sitting on the kitchen table with some All Might colored confetti scattered about. More importantly, are the flower petals leading from Izuku's room to the cake. Katsuki is MYSTERIOUSLY missing at this time, but like, mostly so Izuku would spend some of the day around town and realize some people seem to be wearing Deku merch?!
Anyway. Katsuki is back home by midday. Izuku's favorite food in stock and ready to make an elaborate dinner. He's in his own Deku hoodie, hood drawn, the ears sticking up. Because ahh- another surprise? This is a bit more obvious in the fact that his fox tails have been morphed into...a bunny tail. It wasn't easy but he knew other familiars could shapeshift between different animals, so.
He's just. Minding his own business getting dinner ready for now, not really paying attention to when/if Izuku was back yet.)
Re: birthdayyyy
There...
But he does go and see people in his gear and when he gets back... ]
Kacchan?
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Hey. (This is the first birthday he has celebrated with Izuku since they were children. How does one even act-.)
Happy birthday, Deku.
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sorry for the delay! mid-july was spent with a cold sleeping a lot.
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Ah, yeah. It looks like you and Bakugou-kun are stuck with me for now.
We should get lunch sometime. My treat. Late birthday lunch and all that.
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He was also kind of smitten with how Izuku looked when he was older. He was always smitten with how Izuku looked, but goddamn. Have mercy on his fucking soul. He's not saying much at all. Instead, he's slumped on the couch with his hands shoved into his pockets, completely silent, letting Izuku do most of the talking for - current them. His eyes keep settling on the rings around pro!Izuku and pro!Katsuki's hands and he finally just asks about it.
There is some beating around the bush that immediately pisses Katsuki off. Why didn't they want to just spit it out with who they married? Fucking annoying...But the conversation inevitably winds up with pro!Deku mentioned off-hand that he had briefly dated Ochako, but things didn't work out, and he's going on with the story but Katsuki is standing up.)
I'm making dinner.
(He announces this curtly, not caring about manners in the slightest as he cuts pro!Deku off completely. He leaves the room before anyone can really even respond. He's trying to ignore the mounting dread inside of him and that sharp undercut of jealousy combined with stupid panic.
It would be a lie to say it's the first time he's felt like this. But last time he felt like this, it resulted in a big fight between Izuku and him, Izuku thinking he had an issue with his sexuality, and then Izuku putting distance between them. So.
He just. Grits his teeth and focuses on shopping up some vegetables for dinner. But like, he's pissed, so he's more or less murdering the poor bastards. So what if he's stabbing a bit more enthusiastically than usual? He's just...fucking cooking food!)
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Even the older version of his childhood friend can't keep his gaze for long when his version storms off, though.
It's only a few minutes later when Izuku slips into the kitchen. ]
Kacchan?
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Yeah? Did you need something? (Not asked in a nasty way. He's trying so hard to just- be appropriate about this. Even if he did storm off, he could at least be careful with Izuku directly.)
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spoilers 4 newest manga stuff per mha throughout
It took a matter of days. His body pulling apart in Folkmore, turning to gold stardust, but it stayed floating over his bed. Eventually, the star dust slowly began to reform until the glowing shape of a boy was on Katsuki's bed. Then four fox tails unwound and the golden star dust blew away from his body. This left the real Katsuki in its wake, back in Folkmore, but drastically changed.
He was in a deep sleep yet again, but the differences were obvious even at a glance. With half of his face scarred and his entire arm mangled and scarred, he was evidently a Katsuki from another period. The massive chest scar didn't help any either. He was naked in his bed and it wound up being his growlithe that perked up immediately and started to bark like crazy. Probably trying to wake Katsuki up, but in part hoping to get Izuku's attention too - wherever Izuku may be.)
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He left the house the first day but after he couldn't find Katsuki it became rarer. He stayed closer to home, checking the network and every room in the house, nerves constantly on edge.
When the barking starts, he's only catching a nap. He's barely slept this whole time so when he bursts in, he looks like he hasn't slept much at all. No new injuries though. He's stumbling in, eyes catching on Katsuki and drinking the other hero in...
He's at the bedside in an instant, fingers seeking out a pulse. ]
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His growlithe jumped up onto his bed. Not in the way, just tail stiff and ears perked, ready to help if she could. It didn't come to that though because a few seconds after Izuku started to look for a pulse, Katsuki takes a sharp breath and his eyes open wide, one glazed and blind, but the other intact.
The first thing he sees is Izuku and he honestly can't tell if he's still on that battleground and seeing Izuku manifesting to greet him or what.)
...Izuku? (His voice comes out raw and tired.) You're...here.
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