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Based off chapter 10 of a fanfic called A Quirkless Boy's Guide to Loving Dynamight! It's so good I highly recommend it!

📣 NEW FIC ALERT 📣

oh, to fly with you again

Guys what are some of the best Bakudeku fics that are a must read or some of your favorites?

Deku-sensei & GEMG Dynamight ♡♡♡♡♡

Clip Studio Paint | Dec 3, 2024

What they do at those lectures ig

A little comfort for my baby Kacchan cause he needs it rn (I'm the one who needs it)

Playing games

its about time i used this blog for the second reason i made it: to force everyone to read my silly writing on ao3!

take this, my favourite fic i’ve written so far: mini bkdk getting married in preschool. with kid logic and shenanigans.

read. now.

the union of king explosion murder and all might junior

LINK

bkdk, kid fic, fluff and crack, childhood, pre-canon

“Now, you know what we gotta do?”

Izuku sniffled, bottom lip quivering. He shook his head from side to side, tousling green curls. He really didn’t have a clue what they had to do.

“What—what do we have to do, Kacchan?”

Kacchan rolled his eyes, as if the answer was the most obvious thing in the world. He returned his gaze to Izuku, and opened his mouth.

“We have to get married, duh.”

Izuku’s special-est person—Kacchan—demands to marry him one sunny afternoon in preschool. Izuku is more than happy to!

A list of bkdk djs that have been sitting in my notes app for awhile ! all are on myreadingmanga and in english (the website does have p*rn ads on it, so please be cautious!)

last updated : 5/6/23

NSFW :

[yazaki] Stay Stay

[kase] How irrational can you be!

[Kuranosukee (Kase)] Ideal Body

[Fujii Niya] WILD LIFE

[dokosahekisaensan (aroe)] PLEASE YOUR HEART

[kuroi] NO MORE Quirk Thief

[Kometsubu] most disliking

[henjen69] HUG me! KISS me! LOVE me! Darling

[kuroi] NO MORE Quirk Thief

[Bakuchi Jinsei SP (Satsuki Fumi)] Boku no Osananajimi ga Seishintekini Osanaku Narimashita

[Bakuchi Jinsei SP (Satsuki Fumi)] Boku no Hero Academia dj – Crazy Crazy Sideshow [Eng]

[yuka] All Night Long with Kacchan

[unomaru] My Sweet Strawberry

[Marushiru (AKITO)] T shōnen to K shōnen no

[yazaki] The Passing On of Light Particles

[lapin] The Fork in the Road

[Tanuki] Rainy Day

[aroe] My ideal future

[hobakununo] Risk of addiction Take only as prescribed

Funny (and cute lol) :

[yanuyanu (OOP)] our sweet home – (One of my favs it’s so cute ><)

[aroe] spice – Boku no Hero Academia dj [Eng]

[dokosahekisaensan (aroe)] spice second

[aroe] spice third

[Traumerei (vis)] Boku no Hero Academia dj – Love Complex [Eng]

[tuno_maruta (Tsuno)] REC

[Kometsubu] The future us are lovers!

[Korosuke] Married as a disguise, but Kacchan

[lapin] CALL YOUR NAME

[aroe] Honey Honey Honey!

Drama :

[cai] Antinomie part 1

[cai] Antinomie After (part 2)

(These 2 are SO GOOD. )

Fantasy :

[dokosahekisaensan (aroe)] tabi ni deruno ha sorekara

[cai] For You

If you have any more suggestions PLS lmkk!! :))

noah kahan everywhere everything is such a stsg song to me “we didn’t know that the sun was collapsing til the seas rose and the buildings came crashing” and “til our fingers decompose keep my hands in yours” but also peach prc’s favourite person “you’re my favourite person, i’ve created a version that hurts less” but also taylor swifts so long london “you say i abandoned the ship buti was going down with it, my white knuckled dying grip, holding tight to your quiet resentment” but also conan grays memories “it’s still on my clothes everything that i own and it makes me feel like dying, i was barely just surviving” and also maisie peters love him i dont “i could see a bloodbath coming, playing checkers as the flat was flooding, i wasn’t eating and you still said nothing” but also kodaline’s all i want “you brought out the best of me a part of i’ve never seen, you took my soul and wiped it clean, our love was made for movie screens…. but if you loved me why’d you leave me?”

Okay, you need to make sure you play this game at some point. Maybe not today or anything, because you’ll need about thirty minutes and a serious willingness to understand how it works, but - it’s so worth it. It’s basically an answer to our occasional frustration - why do assholes always come out on top? - and the beautiful thing about it is that not only does it explain how that happens, but also how we can change it.

“In the short run, the game defines the players. But in the long run, it’s us players who define the game.”

@roach-works // Melissa Broder, "Problem Area" // Mary Oliver, "The Return" // @annavonsyfert // Koyoharu Gotouge, Demon Slayer // Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance // David Levithan, How They Met and Other Stories // Tennessee Williams, Notebooks

Albert Camus, from The Myth of Sisyphus

{Juansen Dizon, I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction page 24/ Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 6: 1955-1966/ Alice Hoffman, The Red Garden/ Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 5: 1947-1955/ Haruki Murakami: Norwegian Wood, page 276/ Michael Ondaatje/ Catherynne M. Valente, The Orphan's Tales: In the Night Garden/ D.H. Lawrence, from The Complete Works; The Plumbed Serpent/ Jean-Paul Sartre, from No Exit/ Alice Notley, from In The Pines: Poems; "In The Pines,"}

glass, irony and good, anne carson // margaret atwood // enough, suzanne buffam // linnea paskow // in conversation: kathleen turner, david marchese // haunted womanhood, heather havrilesky // where to begin, sue zhao // the stream of life, clarice lisepector

anecdote of the pig, tory adkisson // achilles & partoclus // house of dragon, 1x07 // plainwater, anne carson // the truth about forever, sarah dessen // lighthousekeeping, jeanette winterson

– Noor Unnahar, Instagram account "noor_unnahar"

[TEXT ID: / [Lemons] / My father's mother loved lemons. Years after her passing, / we run out of everything, but never / lemons. / Nothing else shelters grief / better than memory. / It's my father way of saying, / even in your absence, you will be / cared by me. / END ID]

nobababasas

Kugisaki Nobara from Jujutsu Kaisen

queen of expressions, nobara

JUJUTSU KAISEN CHAPTER 267 ENGLISH TRANSLATION VIA RAGNAROK SCANS ⭐

:-(💔

Like I dunno, if you REALLY wanted to make a more "modern" interpretation of Persuasion it wouldn't even be hard if you gave it more than a 2 second thought. All you have to do is plop the characters in a different time period, say the late 60's jumping to the early 80's, make Frederick black and have Anne's godmother persuade her not to marry him because an interracial marriage in, what, 1968? or something would just be too difficult for the both of them. You want him to stay in the navy or whatever have him enlist in Vietnam boom jump cut to the early 80s he's a decorated war hero or something we can have a laugh at her father and sister because now they're the walking talking embodiment of Reagan era consumerism, they're stupid empty headed rich yuppies, like it's not hard :/

One thing I've been contemplating and I think is a big difficulty for a modernization of Persuasion, is how do you trap Anne? Because the way that women in the gentry were basically trapped at home until they married is very hard to translate to today. The narrator explicitly points out that Anne doesn't recover from Wentworth because she's so isolated and has no ability to meet new people. Modern Anne can get out of dodge; Modern Anne can get a job and an education.

A solution that occurred to me was to give Anne a grandparent with Alzheimer's who needs nearly 24/7 care. Sir Walter, with the spending priorities that he has, thinks it's proper for Anne to care for them even though they could afford a nurse. Anne is so worried that there will be gaps in care if she leaves that she commits to staying. Perhaps this grandparent dies around Wentworth's return and Anne is free but is anticipating trouble rejoining the workforce after so many years away so she's still living at home.

It would certainly fit with the way Anne has been doing unvalued labour for her family this whole time.

in the palm of your hand

[i was re-reading @habken's incredible scammers to lovers au and wrote this short fic. I really love their work and couldn't help myself lmaoo. anyways i hope you all enjoy!!!]

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“Hi! Can I help you with- oh,” says the angel from the IT department, spinny chair swiveling to a stop. “It’s you again.”

The first week Katsuki had come in, Deku had been relatively understanding and chipper- bright and sunny and shit. More personal than the strained smile and forced cheer that most customer service workers spoke with- of course I’ll fix your laptop, no problem, just leave it to me. 

Now, about three weeks later he looks at Katsuki like he’s just bitten into a lemon. As in, like Katsuki had come into the IT department, looked Deku in the eye, bit into a lemon, and then made a puckered up face and writhed in discomfort and then showed up with another lemon the next day, rinse and repeat for nearly a month. A complicated mix of intrigue and confusion and mild horror at this endless display of masochism.

Which is fair; there really is no other way to look at a top ten Pro Hero who repeatedly comes in to have his laptop fixed and won’t admit under penalty of death that it was because he clicked a pop-up in hopes of having a proper conversation with a dreamy IT guy. Not that Dreamy IT guy in question knows about all of that, but whatever. If Katsuki was in Deku’s position, he would also be worried about the fact that the safety and integrity of the public was left in the hands of guys who can’t stop getting scammed by obvious pop-up ads. 

“Your laptop’s broken again?” Deku says incredulously, as if reading Katsuki’s mind. His voice is really nice, even when he sounds confused as shit. Smooth and soft like- like a satin pillowcase. Or something. Whatever. It’s not like they pay him to be good with words. 

Then again, it’s not like they pay him to (unsuccessfully) flirt with the guy he’s normally supposed to see once a month max, but here he was. 

“Yeah,” says Katsuki, like he said two days ago, and then three days before that, and for the past month. It’s easier to say than I got a pop-up ad for a BL manga and I am ninety percent sure the twink on the cover was just a recolor of Sasuke Uchiha and I clicked it because I’m a fucking dumbass and I needed an excuse to keep coming in here and gazing into your dreamy-ass eyes. If you even care. 

He’s surprised Deku’s even asking. He’s been consistently coming in here for exactly the same reason: his laptop ‘mysteriously’ got a virus and now he needs it fixed. He’ll be back to pick it up soon, no, he’s not getting a new laptop, no, he’s not sure what happened, no, he’s not going to install some fancy-ass ad-blocker because he doesn’t want to (and it would get rid of his excuse), and Deku’s never asked this but yes, he would love to go get dinner sometime, he’s free today and tomorrow and the day after that and the rest of his life, forever, actually- 

“...Did you,” Deku begins, like he’s searching for the right words. “Uh. Do you have any idea what could have happened? Any idea at all?” 

I gazed into the dead-eyed stare of poorly-recolored Sasuke’s green eyes and thought of you because your eyes are also green, and less unnerving to look at, and the more I thought about that the more my mouse moved away from the ‘x’ button and the next thing I know, I have a virus and my desire to carnally hold your hand has overpowered any other logical thought. That’s what happened. 

“No,” Katsuki says belatedly. “Fuck. Look, can you fix it or not?” 

“Of course,” says Deku. He’s still got that little furrow in his brow. Katsuki wants to bite at it like taffy- which, is a weird fucking thing to think, scratch that- “Just- give it over, and I’ll be sure to have it ready for you in a little while.”

“Cool.” He holds out his laptop. It’s reminiscent of when he was four and showing off the cool rhinoceros beetle he caught to his mom. He’s internally beaming with pride at his success so far, and Deku’s got that same baffled, borderline horrified expression that his mom did. 

Although, that particular interaction ended with the thing flying out of his hands and into his mom’s cardigan and with him getting yelled at, so, maybe it’s not the ideal scenario to compare this to.

 But this encounter will end differently. He’s got a grip on the rhinoceros beetle, now. He just has to play his cards right. 

“So,” he says, shoving his hands into the pockets of his slacks so Deku won’t see how fucking sweaty they are. “You’ll have it ready by lunch tomorrow?” 

Deku takes the laptop and tilts his head. “Uh. Yeah, I will. In fact, I can get it to you earlier than that-”

“I’ll be busy for the rest of the day,” Katsuki lies. All his incident reports are done, and he’s got the night shift on patrol tomorrow. “You’re done by 2 tomorrow, right?”

“...Yes?”

“Great. Look, I have to stop at that fucking- crepe place, down the street, right,” he says, praying to every God there is that he looks cool and casual and not like a ‘Deranged Goblin Man’, as the Hero Times described him a few months ago. “So. When you get off work you should meet me there. At the crepe place. Tomorrow. At two pm.”

He doesn’t know what’s worse- the fact that he’s really doing this, being reduced to the same sort of emotional sap he would have made fun of only five years ago; or the fact that Present Mic’s lessons on subtlety and hidden meanings in text were actually good for something. 

Look at him, effortlessly weaving together words to create sentences with underlying motives. He’s like a modern-day Shakespeare. He’s golden. He’s killing it. Bakugou Katsuki, master of words. He’s on cloud-fucking-nine. He’s-

…aaaaand Deku isn’t responding. 

Deku blinks. He opens his mouth. Closes it. He sets the laptop down, staring up at Katsuki intently, and Katsuki starts to sweat. 

You are Bakugou Katsuki, he reminds himself. You might be down bad, but you’re not weak. It will not kill you if he rejects you. Well, it’ll kill you a little. But not that much. 

“At the crepe pla- to give you the laptop, right?” says Deku slowly. His face is turning bright red. Katsuki goes a little weak in the knees. 

“Sure, yeah,” Katsuki says half-heartedly. “Look, if you want, I could. I dunno. Fucking- buy you a crepe or something. As payment.” 

He’s so smooth. Eat your fucking heart out, Dunce Face. ‘Zero game’, his ass. 

“Sure,” Deku says, scratching the back of his neck, smile just a tad bit shy. His face is still mildly flushed. Katsuki swoons (and does his best to not let it show on his face). “I- uh. I’d like that. I guess.” 

“Cool,” says Katsuki. “Cool. Great. Okay, bye. Be there or else. Bye. See you.”

He turns on his heel and power walks out of the room, not once looking back, even when Pigtails nearly crashes into him or when Deku makes a noise suspiciously like he’s slamming his head against the desk. He walks out of the room, into the hallway, back to his own office.

The door slams shut behind him. He takes a deep breath. Squeezes his eyes shut. A breathlessly excited grin forces his way onto his face, and he pumps his fists, victorious. 

He's got a date.

? // east, edith pattou // cotton candy on a rainy day, nikki giovanni // little women, louisa may // go forget your father, cathy linh che // ? // molly mccully brown

alicent hightower & rhaenyra targaryen

sylvia plath / lidia yuknavitch / u.k / sarah ruhl / f. scott fitzgerald / steven espada dawson

hope, determination, and acceptance