Curate, connect, and discover
Summary: Izuku takes Kacchan up on his advice and takes a swan dive off the roof.
Warnings: References to suicide, if that’s triggering I wouldn’t read :)
Izuku stood above his own grave with a strange sense of apathy. It wasn’t to say he didn’t care that he was dead…it was the opposite in all honesty. It was his own fault. He took Katsuki’s advice. All Might left him there. What else was he supposed to do when presented the opportunity? That was how he ended up wandering the graveyard he had been buried in.
He felt a strong sense of guilt now, but the relief of responsibilities and ageing was incomparable to anything in his life. But so was the lack of drive. He had nothing to fight for anymore. Most of all, he missed his mother.
He saw her having to confirm that the body someone had reported was his own, seeing his bloody and mangled form contorted into all sorts of angles that they weren’t supposed to be. He only wished to hold her one last time, to apologise for everything he had put her through but she could finally live in peace, without being harrassed by anyone everytime they walked out of the house together. The stares and whispers would stop now that she didn’t have a child with red targets masking as shoes tugging on her hand. Most of all she could be friends with the Bakugou's again. He wasn’t putting pressure on her to stay away for his own sake. He had seen Mitsuki visit her at the scene and afterwards, comforting his mothers gut wrenching sobs in a way that he now couldn’t.
He was startled out of his reminiscing by the crunch of gravel beneath someone's feet, causing him to glance up. It was Kacchan.
In his hand was a bouquet, an array of lotus flowers, lavender and roses. It was a strange amalgamation and was expecting his ex best friend to walk straight past his grave and continue further into the cemetery. But he didn’t. He sat directly in front of Izuku and started speaking.
“I’m sorry I didn’t go to your funeral…my mom was there I know, I just…I couldn’t bring myself to see what happened. What I caused. I know it’s too late now to fix anything, but for what it’s worth…I miss you Izuku.”
It felt as though he was talking to the void. Izuku wanted to hold him and forgive him and scream at him all at the same time.
“I fucked up so badly. I was so insecure I pushed it all onto you. You were the only one of those extras who actually cared. I should never have abandoned you. And now this is all my fault. I’m so sorry Izuku…”
As much as the ghost wanted tears to gather in his eyes, they wouldn’t. The familiar burning sensation behind his eyes came but the blurring of his eyes as a film of tears should cover them never did. He missed crying. He and his mother were connected through the famous ‘Midoriya tears’ as Auntie Mitsuki used to joke. But now that was dead and gone, along with him.
“Izuku. It feels strange to call you that now. I called you Deku for so long. God I’m so sorry Izu, if I had realised sooner…if I had done things differently maybe you’d still be here. You could get all the support items you could want…we could’ve been a team, pro heroes together…like we always dreamed when we were kids.”
It was gut wrenching to see the once arrogant and strong willed person that Katsuki once was pour his heart out. His emotions were normally concealed under indifference and agitation, it was unnerving to see him so vulnerable, so open. Izuku did the only thing he knew how to do. He attempted to wrap his arms around him in a cold embrace.
“It’s okay Kacchan. It was my own fault. Don’t blame yourself…I would never have been able to become a hero, go on with your life. Forget about the useless Deku who held you back. Be the best hero you can be for the both of us.”
Bakugou seemed to shiver slightly at the touch and glance up, straight through him, closing his eyes and letting the tears fall was strange. The old Katsuki would never allow such weakness to show.
“It’s getting cold so I should probably head off soon, my therapist said that sitting at your grave and talking to you might help me. It feels like you’re actually here, Zuku. I know it’s probably my mind playing tricks on me, but please, if you’re there…I’m so sorry. I don’t deserve to be a hero for what I did to you. I wish there was a way to take it all back, to make everything right again. You were always my Zuku, you were the only person in that shitty middle school who would’ve given a shit about me if my quirk wasn’t powerful, and I became one of them. I- I should’ve seen what was happening. I’m so sorry Izu.”
“Kacchan…I AM here, I need you to see me and hear me! I forgive you! It was my choice, a stupid one and I regret it! I want to be back with you! We could be heroes together. I’m so sorry I was the one who left…”
The burning sensation was mack and if he squeezed his eyes shut tightly enough he could imagine rivers of tears that would never come falling. He tearlessly sobbed for what could have been and what he lost and now what was found, even if it was too late.
“It feels like your arms are around me right now, god, I wish they actually were, you were always cold though, you and your scrawny ass was always cold…I remember when we were kids I’d always give you my scarf when it was cold. I miss you so much Zuku.”
“I am hugging you! I’m here! I miss you too! I’m so sorry.”
“I should get going…More training for UA…I’ve practically lived at the gym since…Ya know. I love you Izuku, I’ll be back to visit soon I promise.”
Izuku smiled softly, patting the spiky hair and giving him a kiss on the cheek. “I love you Kacchan. I’ll be here waiting for you.” The smile turned bitter as he watched his best friend walk away from him, the only thing he left was the flowers that sat atop his grave. “Be a good hero for me.”
new hori art
Since tiktok is down I’m gonna try out also posting art on here and insta (jhob1308) even tho these were meant to be browsing and personal accounts lol
Toya bday art
I made this like a while back but forgot to post
I had a corporate meeting where we draw and now my manager is aware of bkdk. I know this is not for everyone, but I am very happy with it!!
my men in some traditional clothes (Ukrainian and Polish accordingly)
I believe the female version of this Katsuki will have her goods out all the time. Izuku just has to deal with it.
(In actuallity her people have freedom to choose how to present themselves and she usually wears armour or bandages since she is ready to fight at any moment. Not out of shame, out of safety. She just likes picking on Deku since her reactions are funny as hell. And maybe being vulnerable and open like this is a part of a courting process. Maybe Mina and Kirishima know this. Maybe they assume Izuku knows this as well. She really doesn't)
put it down
gave femzuku her girlfriend bcs i’m insufferable
katsuki’s hair is in a bun/ponytail thing DONT say it looks shit
Я готова убить этого модника. Я из-за него вспоминала анатомию, мучилась с его костюмом и вообще с ним. Его волосы, его лицо, его бусы и всё всё всё это моя личная головная боль...
its the stinky guy
a little sister request for "pretty boy bakugou"
hope this is what she meant
i like how i drew him
holy shit is that spiderman
some warmup pen sketches of the bird boy
howdy i watched my hero for the first time- i like the bird boys :) i think tokoyami is my favorite character :))
Hey, uh.... pst....
@figuredineededalife
... I really like your wing bois.
well i was thinking about what that’d look like for UA:
i imagine the account is run by a trio of incredibly jaded third year non-heroics courses students who’ve all agreed to drop out together to work at kfc if they can’t make it to graduation
I’m gonna eat this alive I’m OBSESSED.
could I ever catch up to you ?
New art? WHOAAAA!!! Here’s my oc Katsuo Akashi! He’s my mha oc! You’ll probably see more of him in the future…. Maybe
Gonna try posting here more yippee
It’s that time again
I’ve been on an mha binge and now I’m here to tell you why I believe Katsuki Bakugou is neurodivergent >:)
Number 1!
Look at this man. You can’t handle the uber instincts of his uber autism
2. He DESPISES being touched. Like to the ENTH degree he will either avoid it or squirm
3. He’s very blunt. Always says what he’s thinking no matter if it’s rude or not. He does not consider ANYONE ELSES opinion but his own. Like when the Todoroki siblings invited him and Midoriya for dinner and talked about family drama, dude did NOT let that slide (good for him)
3. Bro is ass at communicating. Even though he’s a very skilled fighter, he doesn’t tell what he’s doing until it’s done most of the time unless he really needs the other students to work with him.
4. When things don’t go his way, he freaks out. One of the most prominent moments this happens is season 1 where he was facing Midoriya and lost. Man had a PANIC ATTACK from that.
5. He’s an All Might NERRRRRD /hj
6. His relationship with Kirishima is very unique compared to the others. It’s giving off “comfort person” vibes. I personally think they’re boyfriends but take that as you will!
That’s all I have for now! If I left out anything feel free to comment :D until next time!
Edit from like a year later lol:
Something I forgot to mention is that neurodivergence is a spectrum and can be presented in many different ways! Everyone is different!
Also specifying I’m neurodivergent and I still very much stand by the fact that Bakugou is in some way neurodivergent, but I don’t want to cause any harmful views of people who are neurodivergent. No one has called me out or anything but I’m oh so paranoid and want to be sure I’m representing my community well!
I’ve been back and forth with taking this post down, but have decided to just reword some things that came off in a way I didn’t intend. If I caused any harm by this post please let me know and I’ll be sure to take action to correct it 🙏
Thank you for coming to my ted talk, hope you have a wonderful day 🫶
Зимние бкдк (не обращаем внимания, что сейчас весна)
Winter bkdk (let's not pay attention that it's spring now)
Хохох, я потихоньку выкладываю свои старые работыыы..пока не реабилитируюсь с учёбой!
Hohoho, I'm slowly posting my old works...until I get my studies back on track!
Скетчи за последнее время
Sketches from the last time