They Have Come Full Circle!!

I JUST HAD TO DRAW THIS

I sometimes feel like hori draws Bakugo very much more beautiful in deku's pov. Like he's so beautiful in lots of panels but the beauty in panels in deku's pov is very different. There's something painful about it

i just need them here again.

love when katsuki points out how weird deku is, how insane he is, the levels this freak pushes himself to… broken bones, his wild hair that katsuki makes worse with explosions, his huge bug-eyes that always seem to fall on him… then being mortified at how much he’s into it

the class: hey we’re gonna go comfort ochako since she’s clearly not feeling w—

Katsuki: is Izuku gonna be there?

the class: …well yeah? he’s—

Katsuki: alright let’s go.

he doesnt even get the reference

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

One admires Perfection the Other Embraces Imperfection

AND PEOPLE SAY THEY DON'T HAVE ANY CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT