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Kiss, cuddle, or die
"Damn it, woman! Why won't you give me what I want!?"
Your eye twitches in irritation, glaring at the blonde as you cross your arms and huff.
"Because I don't feel like it!"
Your fiance gaps at you, shock and utterly betrayal written over his face. He's known you for twenty years. Ever since you were five and not once, has he expected those words to come out of your pretty mouth.
Katsuki felt betrayed, as if he never knew you at all! He only wanted a tiny kiss and a bit of cuddle time. Nothing fucking major at all so why were you sitting on the end of the couch!?
You stuck your tongue out at him, to which he gasps in offense while you curl up into the fluffy blankets. Wearing not only his hoodie- but also wearing his skull shirt underneath, his sweats that looked oversized on you, but most importantly! You had the audacity to wear his fluffy All Might themed socks without giving him a kiss.
You snickered at his scrunched up face, wiggling your fluffy sock-covered toes in front of him while cuddling a hero Shouto plushie.
Katsuki's eye twitched in irritation, taking deep breaths through his nose as he looked like he was about to explode. The blonde was hands down, glaring at you; his precious angel baby princess fiance who wouldn't even glance towards him.
Your fiance scowls in annoyance, uncrossing his arms as he tackles you to the couch. You squeal, knees bending to your chest as your feet rest against his abs. Your boyfriend glares at you, thick, muscular arms on either side of your head as he huffs.
"I fucking dare yo-"
You cackle, kicking him off the couch as he lands on the floor with a hard grunt.
Katsuki groans, giving you a nasty glare as he wraps his hand around your ankle. "YOU KISS ME OR YOU DIE!!"
You squeal out a laugh, throwing the blankets at him as you temporarily blind him. The blonde scowls in frustration, trying to get out of your trap as you grab the Shouto plushie and run down the hallway, giggling the entire time as you hear heavy footsteps sprinting towards you.
"COME BACK HERE, WOMAN!"
Snickers escape from you as you dash into your shared bedroom, hiding under the bundle of blankets along with the many pillows and plushies scattered on the mattress.
Giggles are heard in the bedroom, and even if Katsuki pretends to have a scowl on his face, he can't fully ignore the way his heart flutters at the sound and how he tries his hardest to fight the smile from replacing his irritated frown.
The blonde stomps over to the bedroom, carmine eyes snapping towards your figure as he fights to roll his eyes when he sees the outline of your body hiding under the blankets.
He huffs dramatically, jumping onto the bed as he lands on top of you; knocking the air out of your lungs in the process.
A yelp escapes your lips, wincing at the weight of your boyfriend lying on top of you. You kick him through the blankets, trying to push him away while shooting your arms and face out as you glare at the smug blonde.
Katsuki snickers at your angry pout, arms and legs locking around you as he nuzzles his face against yours like a cat.
"Thought you could run from me, huh?"
You groan, rolling your eyes as he gives you his signature smirk. Then he presses his lips against yours, smothering you in deep, hard kisses that make your lips part in the process from the force. You squirm, giggling when you feel him grin into the kiss.
Your boyfriend may threaten you for physical affection, but at least he made you feel loved.
Aaand my collection is getting bigger
The links to the individual pieces:
Kirishima, Izuku, Katsuki, Denki and Shoto.
There are also links of the wips of those (except Shoto because I forgot to take pictures) if you're interested to see how I made them.
Whoop Whoop! Making another one 😀
Why does it always happen that I get carried away at some point while doodeling? Here, have a happy Izuku.
I should also try again working on my own artstlye again and just stop drawing screencaps from mha.
Ehh, whatever. Too much fun to stop 😝
And done! So glad I choose pencils for the hair. Also picked one or two times the wrong color but I guess it's rarely noticable.
Here the links for the lineart and the sketch.
Tadaaa! Lineart is done! Now I need to draw in the shadows and start coloring.
Here the links for the finished piece and the sketch.
I finished the sketch and figured out what colors I want to use. It was so difficult to find the right mix of pencils to get somewhat the right hair color. (I went through all pencils and markers I had and none of them were just what I needed 😥)
Now next up is the lineart. I'm actually quite scared of the coloring with the markers because I already figured out that they bleed a little on the paper. And since for the tounge I wanted to mix two colors it will be pretty dificult.
Here the sketch a little more visible:
And the links to the finished lineart and the colored piece.
Une autre crossover qui je vraiment désir est un univers parallèle de Dead Boy Detectives et BHNA où Kirishima et Niko sont des jumeaux avec des personnalités similaires et des esthétiques très différentes.
𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 // 𝙃𝙖𝙬𝙠𝙨 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙪
Part 1!! Hawks x Assistant — random messages somewhat coordinated ༉‧₊˚.
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Fellow Tumblonians, should I cook up a BKDK fanfic, more specifically a ghost!Izuku x Katsuki
I don't know...im feeling a bit angsty
Ok heroes are up next!!!! I hope you all like ittt-
Sorry for being gone for years! I’m back though!
Anyways here is villain!
Name: Shadow igichi natomako
Age: when they “died” around 17. 34
Quirk(s):
Detonate: Anything they touch they will be able to make explode on will, has a timer of how long they can do it- like a bomb.
Shapeshifter: can transform into a person although does need info (a picture or a quick description)
Description:
- before -
A slim, tall girl with long beautiful peach coloured hair, her skin was pale and dotted with freckles that covered all but her dark grey eyes and rosey lips. Around 4’11.
- after -
A muscly 7ft beast, usually wearing all black or military. Inside, a scarred face with two milky and whitened eyes with the same rosey lips. The freckles mostly scratched off as her scars ruined most of her face.
Backstory-
🔔TRIGGER WARNING!!🔔
Cannibalism
Gore
Abuse/ harm
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As a Young child, around the age of six Ichigi was a happy and quite shy girl. Always adorned by her fellow villagers in the village of Aogashima. A village that accepted “normal” people. When she gained her quirk of shapeshifting the village called her a monster, despised her. Her family, who used to see her as their pride and joy, were nothing short of humiliated. Embarrassed of their freak of a daughter. She was hit and abused, shove and forgotten, locked away and “lost” their keys.
One day was too far, she had finished an art piece of hers, a passion of hers. She loved to paint and test colours, adored it even. She walked home to find her art supplies destroyed and black art dotted around all over with stick people and other random doodles. It was clear her younger sister, anamori, had done something. She was only five at the time. Igichi was enraged and snapped at her sister, a petty argument breaking out as fists were drawn and insults were thrown. It was only when her mother came in to stop them did the fighting cease.
She was locked in her room with nothing but a pen and some paper to write an apology letter. Days had passed before she was freed and let go. Her parents got worse on her too, snide comments with small “playful” hits on the head. After that day she couldn’t handle it:
Igichi lay in her bed, staring at her hands as the hustle and bustle of the floor below rung quietly in her ears. She had the twitches again, ichigi’s father -futakuro- walked in and handed her food, a small sandwich with a salad and drink on the side. She looked up and stared at her father as she reached out to grab his hand.
Boom
That hand was gone in an instant, all that remained was blood and the bones scattered all over. The skin splattered against the wall as igichi flinched from her father’s otherworldly shriek, loud and pain consumed.. a dark satisfaction grew.. it sounded like music to her tiny child brain. She smiled down at him, a twisted sadistic grin. That was not igichi.. it was a dark shadow of what was once a sweet and innocent girl.
Futakuro fell to the floor, clutching his hand as it was a baby or an injured child as he tried shuffling away. Slowly shaking his head in fear, he mumbled, “What happened to you..?”
The little girl giggled, the giggling slowly ascending to laughter, slow and insane as she stared at the crumbled man infront of her. Ichigi slowly drifted forward, her whole body losing its sense as she reached her hand out, looking at the old man with a grin. The grin of a fed up girl.
Ichigi gently touched her father’s legs, tracing a finger up to his abdomen. Smiling that cold smile that her very father feared. Futakuro closed his eyes in feared anticipation as he laid in wait.. nothing. Silence filled the room, the only noise was her father’s heavy breathing and shaky whimpers. Ichigi’s father slowly opened his eyes, raising his furrowed eyebrows as he stared at his soon to be killer.
“Wh-what.. you- you ha-“ That was all Futakuro could mutter before a pained scream escaped his dry, bloodied lips. Blood splattered his torso as his stomach exploded, guts and blood flying around the room. Painting the room like some sort of sick canvas. She watched him, writhing around in pain as his breath slowed and distorted, like a broken VHS tape. Soon as she heard a door open ichigi’s face dropped, freezing as the clarity of her recent bloodlust hit her right on the head. Her eyes teared up, her hands felt numb, her lips and throat dryer than the desert.
Ichigi paused, looking around frantically for something- anything to help her. Desperate and fearful of the consequences she kneeled next to her father and dug into his stomach, tearing at the organs as her teeth crushed down what they could in desperation. The pounding of her heart and the feet running up the stairs sounding like drums in her ears as she chewed, more and more desperate.
What her mother saw was something out of a horror story: Ichigi sat over her dead father, bloody face with wide eyes as she chewed on his liver. Tears welled up as Ichigi saw her mother notice her.
“You monster..” She mumbled, slowly backing away from her sobbing daughter as she reached out to her. Her own mother backed away, groaning in disgust as she looked at her freak of a daughter. Ichigi cried and sobbed as she got up, stumbling and tripping over herself in her own hysteria. Accidentally grabbing the wall of the building and-
BANG!
Wood and debris fell onto the two, their screams mixing into a symphony of pain and suffering. The final thing she could hear was a whimper from her mother, her hand shakily pawing at the debris to try freeing herself, to get away from the freak of her daughter monster.
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It took a couple weeks for Ichigi to wake up. That’s what the doctor said. The doctor… the girl looked up and around, it looked like.. a children’s hospital? I sat up straight, pausing at the feeling of a headache hitting her from all sides. The pain.. head to toe was unbearable. Ichigi clutched her aching head, the throbbing pain screaming in her ears as a man in a white coat walked in, a bushy moustache and comically large scientist glasses on full display as he observed the girl infront of her.
He sighed and nodded to her as he muttered, his voice gravelly and low, “You’re finally awake. Good.” He stared at her before writing something in a notebook. It was grey with beige pages and black lines.
“This could work.” He mumbled as he looked back at her calmly.
It took weeks, experiment after experiment, needle after needle before the fusion happened.
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The fusion was with a teenage girl, no more than fifteen by her looks. She was tall and had curly red hair with caramel coloured skin. She looked asleep but Ichigi knew she wasn’t. A small stream of blood had dropped down her cheek, mixing in with the tears dotted around her pretty face.
They were both shoved into a two sided machine, metal chairs -like at death row electric chair- connected between two small spaced. The two rooms were pitch black. It felt like a fever dream being strapped to those machines, something out of a comic book.
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Sirens slapped Ichigi awake, the loud blaring of the sirens and the glare of the ruby lights awakening her with ease. She awoke and stumbled out of a room.. it was different- or rather. She was different, Ichigi looked down to see how she grew.. how strange. She became taller, her luscious locks of hair disappeared into curly salmon coloured hair, the freckles tore off her face as the machine had singed her skin into the caramel colour of the other girl.
Ichigi looked around.. where was the girl? She looked to the doctor, who grinned at her, clapping his hands together in joy as he and a few other doctors watched. As she stumbled she clutched her head a splitting headache rang like an incessant bell.
The doctor strutted over, “welcome to the world nomu! From now on you’ll do as I say to the letter am I clear?”
No matter how hard she tried to scream and shout, kick or yell, her body ignored her, nodding like a zombified puppet as her eyes grew blank and tired.
Her body wasnt her own, it was a sick and twisted amalgamation of two misguided children, an experiment for other’s curiosity. That was all they were anymore.
“From now own you’ll be named shadow. Am I clear?”
“Yes sir.”
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End
Wahh that took so long to write I actually can’t ughhh- anyways I hope y’all enjoy and eat this up!!
@fusciaguardian
@weepingangel-1
@cometiez
Hope you enjoy- sorry for the wait!
Other theories in the notes please and thank you!
Small peek of Whats to come lorewise of my villain oc!
Polls are in so now imma work on it!! Wish me luck!!
Second one!!
Hope y’all enjoy!!
*they had just finished, Katsuki had finally flipped it, a wild grin on his face as he raised his hand to finally hit the man in the suit. This was all his fault the bastard. The man grinned and looked at him.*
“That was fun.. how about I help you?”
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*katsuki sighed, looking at the doll infront of him as the rain poured down. He didn’t know this was how itd turn out. Knife to the palm, he glared at the floor before looking up at ochaco’s dead expression. She held the knife and stared at katsuki.*
“I-I’m sorry katsuki. I don’t want this.. but I can’t lose.. we both know only one of us are getting o-“
“And that has to be you? Bold of you to assume I’m letting you walk out of here ochaco. Not after all that you’ve caused.”
*katsuki ran forward, a battle cry escaping him as he tackled ochaco, both of them fighting for the knife as the time rang down 10:50.. 10:45.. it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered anymore.*
*the rain poured, the arena soaking with blood and rain, the dead body of the player looked towards the victor in betrayal and acceptance.*
*it took a while out eventually, blood poured, a cough before one fell..*
“Player 056, katsuki bakugou, eliminated.”
HOPE IT WAS GOOD!!
ALRIGHT YALL ASKED FOR THIS
I hope y’all enjoy itt! Also comment if I should turn this into a series haha-
As Katsuki strides towards the exit of the marbles round, the tears wouldn’t stop streaming. His lips wobbled and were bit to stop himself from speaking or wailing, one of the two more prompted than the other.
“Katsuki!”
He heard izuku’s voice ring out, the shakiness in it unmistakably noticeable. He stopped, not looking back as he took a few more unbearable breaths.
“Thank you.. for playing with me..”
Izuku muttered, a smile to his face as the tears ran down his face. He knew it would happen.. why wouldn’t it? He lost.
As katsuki started to walk he flinched at the gunshot. He took another shaky sigh before he continued walking.
Yoo sorry for not posting I’ve been busyyyy but I have an idea!!
Hello everyone I’m back, sorry for not being as productive as I should be in just mega busy.
But I will be back dont worry! I have a good idea for a new series and I will be continuing the games series.
Thanks!
Boo! Sorry for not posting for so long haha- but I’m back nowww!
Here’s part three of the games! I hope you enjoy!
Recap: whilst playing musical chairs kirishima lost and was shot whilst kaminari tried helping him and died too the games. They have now escaped back into the bedrooms.
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As they entered the room their faces were filled with despair, sero looked at his hands before breaking down crying, falling to his knees as I few others joined him.
The room had filled with a deafening silence, nobody moved or spoke a word as tears dropped down their faces.
It was a few minutes later and the robotic voice rang out again, “hello! Your food is here along with drinks! Please enjoy!”.
Right them, as if in cue, miso soup and udon bowls were placed on beds, their well cooked smell dancing from person to person as the remaining class reluctantly ate.
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After a few minutes the robotic demon came back, “hello! Today we-“
“Shut up!” A bowl was tossed as one of the camera’s causing it to Fritz out. Everyone’s heads were on swivels trying to figure out who threw it before iida stood up and glared daggers into the robot.
“Iida what are you doing?!” Shoto said through gritted teeth as he tried shoving the blue haired boy back down with a glare.
Iida scoffed and glared at the other cameras that were directed onto him, the robot beeped as the cameras turned to iida.
A gun flashed to the back of iida’s head, cocked and ready, “I will give you a choice iida tenya.” The voice rang out, the cameras fidgeting a little as they watched iida.
“Shoot one of your classmates or yourself.”
Iida paused, looking at him classmates before staring at the floor, “what.. the fuck?” He muttered before sighing, looking at his classmates sympathetically.
The class erupted into chaos:
“YOU KIDDING?!”
“What kinda BULLSHIT is that?!”
“FUCK NO?!”
“What the fuck?!”
Iida raised his hand and they fell silent, the gun was now in his hands, their life’s, all in his hand.
In a few seconds, iida raised the gun..
BANG!
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Hope everyone enjoyed!
Hey guys! Welcome to part two of the series!!
I hope everyone enjoys!!
🔔(Just a little warning there is a bit of death soo-)🔔
Recap: class 1-A woke up in a grey room with beds and a mysterious robotic voice told them about the games.
Now they are in a dark room with chairs..
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As the class stared at the metal chairs the robotic voice explained calmly, as if reading their minds, “now you will play musical chairs! The rules are easy move whilst the music is playing, when the music stops you find a chair. If you don’t get a chair, you are out! Understood?”
The class nodded in prompted confusion. Hearing the music start as a slow, almost sad, humming tune.
The class circled the chairs as a predator would their prey. Looking at them steadily as their competitive sides shone clear as day as they listened for the music to shut off.
The music quietened down and everyone immediately sprinted for a chair, kirishima missed a chair and chuckled, rubbing his head as he moved to go sit down or something.
BANG!
That was the last time kirishima smiled, or maybe he did and nobody noticed.
What they did notice was the bloody hole through kirishima’s chest and forehead. The blood seeping out in a steady flow as he dropped to his knees, he reached out to denki, who stared back with wide and teary eyes.
“KIRISHIMA-“ denki yelled before trying to get up and go to him befire he was held back by tokoyami.
As denki was about to speak the music started up again, it was now a jack in the box theme.. denki couldn’t move and barely anybody else did.
As kaminari kneeled next to kirishima he whispered, “I’m sorry.. I’m so sorry.. please..” he mumbled, tears in his eyes before
Bang!
A gunshot ripped through the blonde’s head, he fell onto kirishima but the music didn’t stop. Everyone else was in shock but they kept moving, trying to ignore denki’s deathly expression. His pale face and widened eyes looking to everyone before his face finally softened and let out a final noise.
Soon as he dropped the robotic voice rang out again, “congratulations! You have passed the first game!”
The doors creaked open, everyone immediately rushing through to get out quickly, sighing as they got back to the bedrooms.
“Rest easy, next time will be more fun!” The robotic voice rang out as it watched them wallow in despair.
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HOPE EVERYONE ENJOYED!!
Byeee.
Happy 17/18th or whenever I post this but it is kinda short/bad sooo hope y’all enjoy!!
It was a cold morning, cold as normal.. everything was normal. Or that’s what they thought..
The groans of 1-A could be heard from the entire building but the first thing that met their eyes wasn’t their dorms.
It was a grey stoned building with carpeted floors, the beds they slept in with pale grey bunk beds. They weren’t comfortable but not too noisy. The lights stared half assedly with the occasional flicker as the smell of sweat and.. blood, filled the room.
A few almost gagged, others got up and got scared at the change. This wasnt UA, but the question was.. where were they?
Suddenly a voice rang out, almost robotic but not quite human, “welcome to the games!! I hope you all like your accommodations because they were the best made!” It was an almost cheery reply, if not smug.
Bakugou scoffed, “yeah yeah what is this bullshit?! A quirk?!” The blonde yelled, looking up at the camera’s before the metallic voice replied.
“No, this is your home for a few weeks. There can only be one winner to the games, play well and may the cards be in your favour.” The robotic voice sang, the cameras moving as if the voice was walking with the class.
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They were led into a dark grey chamber, with chairs that matched. They looked to be metal or iron with how they shone. The lights buzzed and hummed as the class walked in.
Was this a game..?
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That’s all folks! Wish them luck cause they’re gonna have fun!!
Hope you all enjoyed and part two is coming soon!
Happy days y’all!!
Here is part three!! Hope everyone enjoys!
Recap!!: the two woke up in snow and was confused until they found younger versions of themselves. And their mothers.
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Katsuki shook his head before going back to the window, watching the two young boys smile happily as they watched all might together, happy and proud smiled on their faces as they cheered.
Izuku turned to look at the shaking Katsuki only to realise he was shaking himself.
That was when he heard it. Footsteps.. sounded like a person walking on smoke or something filled with air.
They both paused to look at the creature walking around the street to them, it was a being in the slight shape of a bony old man. It walked over to the two touched their shoulders before pausing and muttering, “choose your path, find your way home.. time of day and people of old..”
Katsuki paused to look at izuku who in turn looked back just as confused. Izuku blinked and looked back at the man, or what was left. His body dissipating into the wind before either of them could get a sentence out.
They looked back at the children who were now sat on the sofa eating cookies in the shape of trees, laughing and watching all might.
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The light faded to black, the colours and voices draining out as the two flinched back and stared in shock as all that remained was the two boys. Two boys who were now staring at the two in emotionless expressions.
The two walked closer to the smaller children before the children smiled.
“It’s not your time yet, you still have to choose!” The young izuku said as he patted the older izuku’s leg.
“Pick your path soon.. hope you’re ready.” The young katsuki grumbled, lightly hitting the older katsuki’s knee before they both walked off and sat down in the darkness.
Izuku and bakugou looked at them in confusion before watching them evaporate.
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Next thing they knew uraraka smacked izuku hard in the face, while bakugou was hit by kirishima, both who jumped back soon as the saw the two lockdown boys wake up.
Katsuki glared at the redhead before pausing and realising, they weren’t at the old house anymore… they were at the dorms, on the floor asleep. Well, they were a few minutes ago.
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HEY YALL! Part three is done! Hope y’all liked it!
Hey!! I have part two as the fifteenth today!! Hope y’all enjoy!
Recap:
izuku was walking downstairs, faceplanted onto the stairs before bakugou snuck behind him and scared him. Katsuki tells him about a bell noise that he heard, izuku thinks he’s crazy and brushed it off to go and start get water. Until izuku hears it too and starts searching too. They think they find it next to the sofa and it disappears. They turn around to find a blinding light that seems to transport them to the past.
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The two looked around in shock and slight surprise, the snow was still going and it felt like they knew where they were. Katsuki turned to look at izuku, humming as he saw the greenette with snow in his hair, he walked up close and ruffled izuku’s soft green curls to get the snow out as izuku chuckled a little.
Katsuki gestured to the snow-covered pavement and started walking, izuku following suit with a nervous look, “s-so where do you think we are Kacchan..?”izuku mumbled shakily as he followed the blonde.
The blonde scoffed and shrugged, “Nope. Not a clue.. but somehow I feel like I recognise this place..” he grumbled as he saw izuku pause and look into a window. As katsuki followed his gaze his face dropped.
There in the window he saw a small blonde boy with ruby red eyes and a slightly grumpy look on his face, he was watching an all might themed Christmas show. Then a woman walked in, probably in her mid twenties, she had the same ash blonde hair with darker blood red eyes, with skin the lightest brown possible. She looked kind bit stern.
That was when it hit them, their faces dropping as they realised.
“H-hag..?” Katsuki muttered, still in slight shock from the whole thing as he shook his head and walked closer, putting his face close to the window as izuku ran up next to him, looking like he was having a panic attack.
“Wh-what- but- I-i dont- how…?” Izuku mumbled breathily, shaking his head slowly in shock as he watched the kid cheer on all might on the tv.
Suddenly the lady left and came back with a two more people, both with dark, ivy green hair. Then a man, he was tiny, a child probably. He had freckles dotted all over his cheeks, big pools of green thst were his eyes. His smile was as bright as the sun.
The lady was shorter than the blonde woman and had paler skin, her eyes darker than the greenette’s. She had a nice body, normal proportions to fit her posture.
They both walked away from the window, looking at each other like they just saw death wink at them. Izuku humned and lookef at katsuki, who just looked back even paler.
“How.. how is this possible..?!” Izuku said quickly, his nerves acting quicker than his common sense at this point, Katsuki huffed and looked at izuku nervously.
“Why do they look like us..? And was that our parents?!” Izuku muttered as they looked back through the window.
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Part three coming soon y’all, byeeee!
Waaa- I completely forgot to post today im so sorry-
Uhhhh- dunno what to put here soo-
