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[ordinaryspy]

Ur right abt my siblings- im the shortest in the family at 5'4 😭

For time management there's a lot I have to keep track of- like counter space, putting things away as I get them out, and order of actions (like chopping veggies first and when to prepare the chicken to avoid it getting cold). I'll figure it out eventually tho!

And if you wanna try making the chicken, this is the recipe: https://www.modernhoney.com/chinese-orange-chicken/#wprm-recipe-container-12601

I made a rice stir fry that went with it, but I just made it up so there's no Google recipe

Seriously tho..

What are you tryna say about my croissants?? 💥

Think you can do better, nerd?

(out of character:) I see what you mean 🤣

[ordinaryspy]

My 13 yo brother is taller than you. By a lot. And my other little brother is head and shoulders above you, but maybe my standards are too high.

As for the rest, im honestly just jealous of your time management skills. I tend to forget things places and then have to go back and forth across the kitchen to get things I could have gotten in one go. I waste a lot of time :,)

BUT MY FOOD IS AMAZING that chicken was part of what was one of the better meals I've made :D

Seriously tho..

What are you tryna say about my croissants?? 💥

Think you can do better, nerd?

(out of character:) I see what you mean 🤣

[ordinaryspy]

It depends on the cactus. I was thinking the small round ones- more your size i think. And not waisting time one anything? So there's no love of care in your food? You just got it over with as fast as you could? Sad. A real cook loves cooking and spends extra time making sure everything is right. You cook with contempt and it shows. As for my chicken, at least it looks like what it is (unlike your croissants)

Seriously tho..

What are you tryna say about my croissants?? 💥

Think you can do better, nerd?

(out of character:) I see what you mean 🤣

[ordinaryspy]

HELL YEAH I CAN. bro thinks he's Gordon Ramsey. Cooking isnt just a hobby you Cactus with arms. Its a *passion* and yours is all spent in empty words :P

Seriously tho..

What are you tryna say about my croissants?? 💥

Think you can do better, nerd?

(out of character:) I see what you mean 🤣

[ordinaryspy]

I saw this post somewhere about how Bakugo comes out to the class, and it was like

Sero: what was the dumbest thing you believed as a child?

Bakugo: *not looking up* that I was a heterosexual.

Class 1A: :O

But I feel like after its made known that he's gay, the girls start inviting him to do stuff and hang out. I have this image of him in my head where they're having a girls night and he's just there and doesn't really know how it happened. Like he's just looking vaguely confused and lost while tsu picks out nail polish for him.

At some point, I think he accepts it, and he's like, "Omg, girls, guess what happened"

[ordinaryspy]

So, apparently, he's really fun to draw..

[ordinaryspy]

Just some Dabi doodles :3

[ordinaryspy]

Ok, so I just watched World heros mission and I love rddk. This is about as close as we get to cannon even for straight relationships like Jiro x Kaminari. Rody *winks* at Midoria MORE THAN ONCE. They have the classic enemies to lovers road trip montage that can be seen in other movies such as Shrek and Tangled. Pino, the manifestation or Rody's feelings, is seen nesting in Midoria's hair. If anyone is still not convinced, may I bring to your attention the rainbow at the end of the movie?

However, I am also a huge bkdk fan. So here's how I incorporate both:

I think Rody is Midoria's first boyfriend. On the time line, Midoria is in a place where Rody would be better for him than Bakugo bc Bakugo hasn't reached the height of his character development yet. I like to think Bakugo doesn't start to even realize he has feelings for Midoria until after or during the Deku Vigilante ark.

I think Midoria and Rody end their relationship on semi good terms, and they both agreed that it wasn't working. Long distance is hard for any relationship, but especially for these 2 considering their needs in the upcoming events. Rody and Midoria both need someone who is present - someone to hold them after a hard and potentially traumatic day. They are not able to provide each other with what they need. What finally ends it, though, is the Vigilante ark. Midoria was at his lowest and was forbidden from using his phone. That means their already strained relationship had no way of holding together. Rody couldn't take no contact from his bf for so long, and Midoria realized he was no longer in a stable position to be in a healthy relationship.

Midoria probably takes a long time to process and come to terms with the break up, and it's really hard on him. He has this to deal with on top of everything else (all for one, Shigaraki, LOV, the world ending, etc), so he kind of just pushes it to the back instead of dealing with his feelings. The vestiges are worried about this, but they can't rly say anything bc he doesn't have the time or space to process.

Rody and Midoria remain friends and attend each other's graduations.

Bakugo confesses to Midoria after he breaks up with Rody, but after some consideration, Midoria decides he's not ready to be in a relationship again.

[ordinaryspy]

Disabled Heros: Mirage (part 3)

Izuku Midoria is a teacher at UA, Katsuki Bakugou is the number 3 pro hero Great Explosion Murder God Dynamite. This takes the perspective of a new student with invisible disabilities, specifically APD (auditory processing disorder), and dyslexia.

(In part 2, Zeri meets their homeroom teacher, Mr. Midoria and experiences challenges hearing instructions. They make their first friend, Kobi.)

During lunch, I sat with Kobi and a few others of my class mates. Himari Ojiro, the invisible tail girl had forgiven me. It seemed that she was quick to anger, but also quick to forgive. Two other kids, Ema Sato and Itami Nakamura. I learned that Kobi's quirk involved changing the density of something. He could make them lighter or heavier, but he had a range of what he could do.

"....so whenever I change the density of something too much, it gives me a huge migraine and its almost impossible to do anything. It takes up to a day to recover too."

"Aw man. That sounds really $@&^#¥£." Ema (as she insisted we call her) said. Kobi nodded.

"Your quirk is angel wings, right?" Asked Kobi. She laughed. Her laugh was memorizing, like seeing things through a kaleidoscope.

"No! My quirk is *ankle* wings! It mostly just let's me walk in the air like I walk on the ground. By itself, its not very powerful." She pouted. They might as well be angel wings, I thought, somehow she's even lovely when she's pouting. Her voice was so clear and sweet that I could understand her even in the loud cafeteria.

"What about you? Your name is Nakamura, right? How does your quirk work? Zeri missed the first part of class, so she doesn't know."

"Oh, uh, actually I go by they/them." It always felt a little bit awkward correcting people, but I learned that it was best to tell people right away. "Im a shape shifter, so I sometimes present as different genders. I dont wanna complicate things, so I just go by they."

"Oh, sorry!"

"You didn't know, so you're all good." We turned back to the small-ish girl sitting across the table. She had dark brown, curly hair and golden eyes.

"Oh, uh, my quirk is Bleed out. The more I'm bleeding, the stronger I get."

"Oh my!" Ema gasped gently, her thin fingers going to her moth as it made and O shape.

"Yeah," Nakamura chuckled a little and tossed her short, messy hair, "I get that reaction a lot. Self-destructive quirks aren't very common, and they can kinda freak people out. %!$&*¥₩€°¥ tried to talk me out of being $ %$!¥₩€, but honestly, I think my quirk is perfect for the job."

"People always told me I wouldn't make a good hero too," I said, "but less because of my quirk than because I'm hard to work with."

"I seee..." Ema looked at me with her big, light purple eyes, "we can learn to work with you if you promise to try to work with us!" She grinned at me like she had just solved the problem so many teachers and peers had complained about my whole life, and somehow, I believed her.

"Ema believes in everything and everyone. I should know, I went to school with her before this." Ojiro gestured at the beaming girl beside her, "she's very much a 'leave no ₩£#$ behind' kind of person."

I nodded. The hero course often attracted students like that.

"So Z, can I call you that? How does your quirk work?" Nakamura asked the question.

"Oh! I can change my physical body to some degree. I can change my weight about 15lb either direction and also my height and strength. But I can only make myself a little bit stronger than I actually am. That's one of the things I wanna work on. And sure, you guys can call me Z if you want!" I smiled widely. This was going to be a great year.

*PART 3*

[ordinaryspy]

This is Zeri

Disabled Heros: Mirage

[ordinaryspy]

Disabled Heros: Mirage (part 2)

Izuku Midoria is a teacher at UA, Katsuki Bakugou is the number 3 pro hero Great Explosion Murder God Dynamite. This takes the perspective of a new student with invisible disabilities, specifically APD (auditory processing disorder), and dyslexia.

(In part 1, shapshifting student Zeri gets lost on their first day of school and is caught by Principal Aizawa)

"First day of school and you've decided to be late?"

"N- no! Mr. Principle, sir! I just- I got lost is all!" I was shaking in my boots and he could tell. He glared down at me.

"We have maps of the school, you know. Couldn't be bothered to read one? To important to be bothered?"

Why was he so mean for no reason? I could feel a lump in my throat and my eyes start to burn as I shook my head vigorously. He sighed.

"Name and homeroom teacher?"

"M-my name is Batā Zeri and my homeroom teacher is.. uh.. Mr. Midoria.. *I think*"

"You think?"

"LETMECHECKREALQUICK!" I pulled off my back pack in a rush. "I know its room 402, though!"

"Do you now? Funny, because level 4 is restricted for 3rd years."

My sweaty, shaky hands were finally able to find the piece of paper that told me where to go. It was Mr. Midoria, but the room was 204, not 402. "Come with me. You dont want to be later than you already are."

We walked along at what felt like an agonizingly slow pace. I had to remind myself that Mr. Aizawa couldn't walk as fast as I could. We went down 2 flights of stairs and down several hallways before we reached room 204. He opened the door for me and I stepped into my homeroom class.

"Oh! Hello! You must be Zeri. I noticed that you weren't here when I called roll earlier. I know you're late, but its the first day, so I won't count you tardy. Did you ×~_》°#^@62(@% @%2* your way?" In all honesty, I had no idea what the last thing he said was, but I was already stressed out so I just nodded, hoping it was a reasonable response.

"Why dont you #%^!@£₩/€ %@&8%!"

"Sorry?" It was so hard to understand him. He spoke fast, and mumbled a little bit and it made it very hard to decipher what he was saying.

"...to the class! #%*@^ £/€<×" Oh no. I let my mind wander. I often had to piece together situations like this and respond to what I had guessed was said.

"Sure! Of course!" I walked up to the front of the room, praying that my guess of 'introduce yourself' was correct.

"Hello! My name is Batā Zeri, and my quirk is Shape shifter!" I demonstrated by making myself look like Mr. Midoria. There were a few oos and ahhs. I switched back to how I usually present myself- light green eyes, tan skin, and bobbed gray hair. I moved to find a seat when someone called out,

"Hey, you didn't say what your favorite animal is!" I flushed. I had missed something.

"Oh, uh, duck I guess!" And I hurried to the last empty seat.

"OW!" the girl next to me was glaring. "You stepped on my tail!" I didn't see a tail to step on, but I apologized anyways.

"Oh, sorry!" She huffed and I felt something knock against me. The boy behind me looked sympathetic.

"I did that too, on the way in. Her quirk is invisible tail, but she takes it super personal if you step on it. My name's Kobie, by the way! Nice to meet you."

My classes passed quickly and it was lunch before I knew it. I met up with Kobie right before they started letting us into the cafeteria.

"Hey you wanna ₩€~€��#%&?"

"Sorry? I can't hear you. Its kinda loud in here.."

"Oh," he leaned in, "I said do you wanna sit with me?"

"Oh! Sure!" Ha! Friend acquired! I had a rough start to the day, but I had a new friend now and things were looking up.

*PART 2*

[ordinaryspy]

Disabled Heros: Mirage (part 1)

Izuku Midoria is a teacher at UA, Katsuki Bakugou is the number 3 pro hero Great Explosion Murder God Dynamite. This takes the perspective of a new student with invisible disabilities, specifically APD (auditory processing disorder), and dyslexia.

When I got accepted into the famous UA high-school, I was prepared for struggles, hard work, and even failure, but I didn't know how badly I would struggle. My name is Batā Zerī and my quirk is Shape shifter. It allows me to take on the appearance and some physical attributes of other humans or humanoid objects. I can become taller or shorter and I can change by body weight by about 15lb. I can make myself stronger, but not by much. My brain is not effected by changing shapes. I didn't score super high on any of the entrance exams, but I got high enough to be accepted.

That's how I ended up lost on my first day of school at the renowned school that spat out some of the greatest heros Japan has seen. All Might, number one hero during his hero years, is still a teacher here, but at this point he's pushing 70 years old and even more of a bag of famous bones. Endeavor, the shamed hero, also number one for a while, also graduated from this school. And my personal favorite hero, current number 3 hero Great Explosion Murder God Dynamite, also graduated from this school with his classmates.

I let my mind wander again. Now I was really lost. The bell had rung at least 10 minutes ago and I was still roaming the halls like a lost freshie. I could have stopped to ask one of the other students for help, but I wanted to prove that I could do this on my own. As it turned out, I could not. I had found a map of the school earlier and taken a picture so I could find my way, but I was so turned around at this point that I didn't even know if I was fluent in the language the map was in. Maybe I just wasn’t fluent in 'Map-ish'.

I heard uneven footsteps behind me, like someone was limping. My heart sank. I turned around, and sure enough, it was the terrifying, one eyed, one legged principle. My impulse was to change my appearance, but for some reason I was struggling with my quirk. *oh shit.* This was his quirk, Erasure. With one eye gone, he wasn't as powerful, but a little 15 year old kid like me didn't stand a chance.

"First day of school and you've decided to be late?"

*PART 1*

[ordinaryspy]

--Some time after vigilante Deku is brought back to UA--

*Bakugou and Midoria are sitting in the 1-A common room on the couch talking about Deku's vigilante work*

"...so I started trying to talk to them about why they became villains in the first place."

"Stupid nerd. Only you would try so hard to understand the person trying to kill you."

Bakugou always spoke like this, but ever since his apology, Midoria had felt a shift. He was actually listening and interested in what he had to say.

"Our society isnt as clear cut as I used to think it was. Everything is more complicated than I realized. *People* are more complicated than I realized.."

"You can say that again. Nothing.. has turned out how I expected.." he trailed off, staring at the ceiling.

"How do you mean?"

Bakugou ran his fingers through his hair and sighed.

"I dunno. It turns out people can change. I had never really seen that before. Do you remember when we were kids and I fell in that stream and you tried to help me up?"

"Oh yeah! You didn't really want my help back then."

"Thats what I'm talking about. When we were all out there trying to bring you back, I couldn't stop thinking about how our roles had been reversed.. me a year ago wouldn't have believed it.. I've changed in ways I didn't know I could."

"Yeah. Me too I guess." Midoria got a slightly puzzled look on his face, the one he made when thinking about heros and quirks and notes- one hand holding his chin, his brows furrowed. Bakugou placed his hand on Midoria's free one. Midoria froze and stiffened. He attempted to talk about how Endeavor and Hawks had been working with him, but his words and mind were completely scrambled. Bakugou grinned at him.

"Shut up, nerd. You'll give me a headache." He took Midoria by his jaw and pulled him closer. "May I kiss you?"

Shocked into silence and bright red, all Midoria could do was shake his head. What was going on? Was Katchan just messing with him? Did he (Midoria) even like boys? He had figured he (Midoria) had feelings for Uraraka.. but did he?

"Damn coward." Bakugou didn't release Midoria's face, but rather used his hand to brush the hair from Midoria's forehead. He held the smaller boy like that for a moment looking into his stunned green eyes before leaning forward and kissing him on the forehead. Midoria let out a high pitched noise that could be interpreted as 'Katchan..!??' But he didn't move away.

Bakugou smirked and brought his hands to where they were cupped around Midoria's face. Then, abruptly, he stood up and went to his room leaving Midoria shellshocked and questioning everything.

*Izuku.* When was the last time Katchan had called him by his name? He didn't know. He clutched at his chest. It felt like somehow he had developed Katchan's quirk and it was being set off inside his ribcage with tiny, tingling explosions. This is definitely not how it felt to be around Uraraka. He felt nervous around her, but not like his heart was imploding.

He sat, sprawled on the couch, clutching his chest, until four of his classmates found him. Uraraka, Jiro, Mina and Tsu had been gone for most of the day helping refugees get settled into their new homes. Uraraka was the first to notice Midoria.

"Hey! Deku! Are you ok?" Uraraka was a person who was deeply concerned about the happiness of other people and she had been worried about Midoria since they had caught him and brought him back to UA. The smile she had fallen for so hard was faded and sad. It broke her heart to see anyone in pain, but Midoria was special.

Mina shushed her out burst.

"Hush! He's probably just worn out. He was training earlier today."

"Even though he only just got back? Isn't that unhealthy?" Asked Tsu.

"Yeah. From what I understand, Kaminari and Kirishima tried to stop him, but they couldn't convince him." Jiro looked sadly at Midoria, who had actually fallen asleep. Unfortunately, falling asleep in the common room means that other people can be loud around you. This was the case for Midoria when Mineta, Kaminari, and Sero walked in, loudly discussing a girl from class 1B. Midoria sat bolt upright, Blackwhip out and ready for action.

"Whoa, sorry man! I didn't know you were asleep in here!" Sero looked shocked and concerned.

"Hey, you're safe here.." Uraraka sat down beside him.

"Put those things away, they look gross." Mineta eyed the Blackwhip strands hanging in mid air. He then looked down at his watch, and said, "hey, it's 6. Todoroki is late for making soba. He always eats it at the same time. Without fail, every night since we moved into the dorms."

Then, as if summoned, Todoroki walked into the common area.

"Wow, Mineta. We thought you only paid attention to girls." Sero wagged his eyebrows at him.

"NOT LIKE THAT! I only pay attention when they do something weird!"

"Hey, what are you guys talking about?" Todoroki called from the kitchenette.

"Oh Sero is just calling Mineta gay!"

"Oh." Todoroki nodded seriously, "what is gay?" He began his soba ritual as the boys sputtered trying to explain.

"Oh my god guys chill out! Gay just means when guys like other guys instead of girls. I dont know why you guys are so worked up over it," Mina huffed.

"Ah," Todoroki considered for a moment while slurping his soba. He glanced at Midoria and said, "I suppose Im gay then." The clamor that followed was enough to draw Bakugou from his room.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON OUT HERE!?"

Someone called out "TODOROKI JUST CAME OUT AS GAY!" Todoroki looked confused and slightly embarrassed; Bakugou bristled as he looked from the Number one hero's son to Midoria.

Midoria caught his eyes and blushed. Bakugou seemed to relax a little when he saw that, but he still didn't seem happy.

"Honestly though," Mina said thoughtfully after most of the noise had died down, "that explains a lot and totally makes sense." She looked around the room at the other nine 1A students as some nodded in agreement and others stared at Todoroki, who was eating his soba uncomfortably.

Later that evening, Midoria sat on his bed watching the news. More heros were resigning and chaos was the new normal. All Might and some of the other adults had forbidden him from this, but he couldn't help it. It was a distraction from some of the things racing through his mind. He didn't have time to wonder about Katchan or their relationship or his own feelings about the situation. The country's fate rested haphazardly on his shoulders. He didn't have time to wonder about his sexuality. No, if he was being honest with himself, he just didn't want to.

Midoria turned off his phone and chucked it at an All Might plushie he had gotten as a birthday present a few years back. He slowly ran his fingers through his hair and rested the palm of his hand on his forehead where Katchan had kissed him. He blushed, remembering the moment. His stomach flopped. Had he forgotten to eat dinner? Was that why he felt all weird on the inside? It was like Katchan was a song stuck in his head. He would try to think about something else, just to be drawn back into Katchan and his scent.. his scent? Why was that in his head? And his stomach.. he would get a feeling like this around Katchan on a much smaller scale in the past, but he had figured that was due to adrenaline and competitive spirit. Ok, so maybe he was a little bit gay. Bisexual? Pansexual? He didn't really know the difference between the two. He had tried looking it up one time, but was still confused. He couldn't remember having ever felt like this for anyone but Katchan. He had been nervous around girls before, but that was it. Never chest pains or flopping stomach.

Just then there was a knock on the door. This wasn't the best timing, but he said "come in" anyway, wondering who it could be.

"Hey, Izuku.." Before Midoria had a chance to see the figure that belonged to that familiar, gravely voice, the 6th wielder's quirk, smokescreen, exploded out of his body.

"WHAT THE HELL!??" Katchan yelled into the room. Coughing and sputtering, both boys fled the room.

"Hang on, let me use Blackwhip to open my window."

"DAMN NERD! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?"

"Sorry, Katchan! You startled me! It was an accident!"

"I knocked first! What the hell were you startled by!?"

"Oh I- you see... I didn't expect- I mean- what are you doing here?"

"I came here because I figures you forgot to eat again, ya damn nerd! Unfortunately, I dropped the damn rice ball I brought you when you fired off that weird ass smoke."

"You.. brought me a rice ball?"

"Yeah we cant have the fucking trump card not eating."

"But.. how.. how did you know I was skipping meals?"

"Ha! You thought we wouldn't notice? Stupid nerd. Ive been reading up on trauma and depression. You cant get away with *shit*. You hear me, Izuku?... and stop crying.." Midoria wiped ferociously at his eyes. "Idiot.." Katchan stepped forward and brushed a tear from his cheek. This felt so much like the end of his fight against the class. His body had failed him and Katchan had caught him before he collapsed onto the ground.

"Katchan, I.."

"Shut up. Go make yourself some food, I'll sit with you."

The two boys walked to the communal kitchen. It was late enough that most of the others were already asleep. There was a small group playing cards and Tokoyami was watching something on his computer.

"Im losing precious sleep over you, moron," Katchan grumbled.

One of the card players called over to them,

"Hey, Bakugou! Midoria! Do you guys wanna be delt in next hand?"

"LIKE HELL, SPIKY HAIRED BASTARD!"

"Oh, uh, no thank you.."

Katchan grumbled something else under his breath, glaring daggers at his classmates. It was difficult for Midoria to believe that this was the same boy who had wiped tears from his face just moments before.

Midoria reheated a bowl of leftovers under Katchan's scowling gaze. They sat at the counter together in silence while Midoria ate, Katchan mostly scrolling on his phone, but looking up every now and then to make sure Midoria was eating. Midoria kept his eyes on his bowl and chopsticks. The last time he had felt this nervous around Katchan had been when they were still in middle school and Midoria was quirkless and constantly bullied. But that was a different kind of nervous. He glanced up at Katchan and caught his eye. He looked away quickly and looked back. Katchan was smirking at him. He blushed. Why was he looking at him like that? Katchan leaned closer,

"Is there something you want to say to me, nerd?"

Midoria shook his head furiously and ate so fast he nearly choked. He rinced his bowl out and washed his chopsticks. Stiff and flustered, he said,

"Well, thesmokeisprobablygonefrommy roomnowsogoodnight!"

"What the hell did you just say?"

"Oh, uh, its just that my room is probably clear now is all"

"Then fucking say so."

Midoria walked towards his room like his joints had forgotten what their jobs were. When he reached his room, the remnants of Smokescreen were still disappearing through the window. Finally in his room, Midoria relaxed and started moving his fan to where it would blow the smoke out.

*you need to have better control over your emotions. Had that been one of the other powers, things could have become dangerous* -the 5th wielder's voice was in his head.

"I know I know!"

"Oy, de- Izuku! Who are you talking to?"

"KATCHAN! YOU'RE STILL HERE?" Midoria attempted to sputter out some kind of explanation for the voices of the previous users, but Katchan waved him quiet.

"Im here because I wanna talk." Midoria paicked.

"Oh really? Its pretty late dont you usually go to be-" Katchan interrupted.

"I know I freaked you out earlier. I wanted to apologize. I've.. realized.. some things about myself recently and.. I wanted you to know, but I didn't know how to tell you." He looked down and shuffled his feet. "May I come in?" He looked up and met Izuku's green eyes. He nodded. Katchan stepped into his room and shut the door. He leaned against the wall and reflected, regarding the scarred and tired boy in front of him. Izuku stood, stiff, pensive, and unsure of what was about to come out of his primary rival's mouth.

Katchan took a deep breath and crossed his arms,

"I guess I first noticed it in this past battle against Shigaraki and the League. Im sure it started before then, but I didn't notice, or want to notice.. and then.." his voice shook slightly, "in the hospital.." he tightened his crossed arms around himself like he needed to compress his chest to keep his heart from exploding, "... when they told me you hadn't woken up yet.." Izuku watched him start to shake. His voice broke. "Izuku, I was so scared. They didn't let me see you.. I thought- I thought I had lost you." He whispered this last part. "And then.. and then you didn't come back to UA. None of us knew if you were alive or dead or asleep.." Izuku's hand hovered over his mouth, the horror just now hitting him. A single tear slipped from the corner of Katchan's eye and he rubbed his eye with the heel of his hand. "Damn it, I told myself I wouldn't cry." Before he knew what he was doing, Izuku had crossed the room and had his arms wrapped around his best friend. He could feel his entire body shaking.

"I'm.. I'm so sorry."

"Goddamn it" Izuku could feel him forcing down sobs. "I had so much I wanted to say to you, to apologize for.. it tortured me, knowing I might not get the chance to make it right. I called you, but I guess they made you ditch your phone."

"Yeah they did. They didn't want me getting tracked and cornered."

"I called All Might every day for weeks, but he never once picked up. I just wanted to know if you were alive, Deku. He did finally let me know you were ok, but.." Izuku had never seen him like this, never imagined that his absence could possibly have this effect on anyone, especially Katchan. He sank to the floor and Izuku sat beside him. Katchan let out a small, forced laugh and ran his fingers through his spiky, blonde hair.

"You know, worrying I was gonna lose you it what got me impaled the first time. The second time, it nearly made me lose my mind. I.. started to realize what my life would look like without you in it and I've never been more repulsed. I didn't want a world where you weren't here. At first, I thought it was because I had started thinking of you as one of my best friends. But that wasnt it."

He paused and Izukus stomach flopped. Katchan looked down at him with a faint smile. Izuku blushed and looked away, he tried to brush some of his unruly green hair behind his ear in vain. He could feel how warm his face was, he just hoped that there wasnt enough light from his All Might desk lamp for Katchan to notice. He felt a pressure on his other hand. Looking down, he was surprised to see his fingers interlaced with Katchan's. He must have grabbed his hand without realizing it when they both sank to the floor. He attempted to mumble out an apology and take his hand back, but Katchan tightened his grip.

"This is hard for me too, moron. I just couldn't let you leave again without telling you, and you are going to leave again. I mean, just look at me. Im pathetic. Its taken me nearly a week, each day half expecting you to be snatched from me again." Izuku let out a high pitched, nervous laugh.

"Katchan stop I don't know what you're saying you haven't said anything I'm fine and we're on good terms now I'm sorry I made you wor-"

"Please, Izuku.." all he could do was sit there blushing. Katchan shifted to where he was in front of Izuku, who looked away as soon as their eyes met. "Please, Izuku, look at me and let me tell you how I feel." Izuku forced himself to meet Katchan's stare and was taken aback by the intense sincerity.

"H- how you f- feel?" His heart was fluttering and he could feel adrenaline coursing through him. What was he supposed to do? He was shaking, but he couldn't drag his eyes away from Katchan's deep, red eyes. Katchan reached out and took Izuku's other hand and held them together in front of him.

"Izuku, I think I have fallen for you. My heart is so far gone, its irretrievable." Izuku searched his face. It was slightly flushed, but not as red as he was sure his was. He opened and closed his mouth several times, but nothing came out. Katchan let go of his hands and rocked back on his heels. Izuku's hands felt cold and heavy without Katchan holding them and his chest ached desperately the second he had released him. Katchan sighed and put his head in his hands.

"Say something. Please. Anything. Call me weird, call me names anything, I don't care.. just.. the silence is killing me."

"This.. I mean, I didn't.. I don't.."

"Don't worry about it. Just forget any of this happened. I figured it would go this way."

His voice sounded huskier than normal and his face was shrouded in shadow, but Izuku had known the boy in front of him for most of his life. He could feel the pain like a sword through the heart. Katchan stood and reached for the doorknob. Izuku jumped up so fast he nearly hit Katchan in the face.

"KATCHAN, WAIT.." he paused, hand already on the doorknob. Izuku clutched his shirt and said nothing for a moment. Then,

"I.. I'm not really sure how I feel about any of this yet.. but.. I dont want you to leave.. can I have more time to process?"

The tension that had filled the room dissipated. Katchan stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Izkuku. His face fit perfectly into the space between his jaw and collar bone.

"Take all the time you need."

[ordinaryspy]

Diary of Death: entry 1

I died today. It was cold. I was scared. I was lonely. I remember crouching in complete darkness, shivering. I could remember flashing lights and people shouting. The sound of their voices was the loudest thing I had ever heard. I tried to hold my head in my hands to blot out the noise, but it was no use. Then, above the noise in my head I heard a whisper:

"Shh. Don't be afraid."

I looked up. Where there had been darkness, there was now a pool of warm yellow light emminating from a lantern. A boy in a dark hoodie and blue jeans stood before me. He moved forward and sat gently beside me. He didn't say anything else, but I wasn't lonely anymore; and it wasn't dark; and I wasn't scared. The voices in my head quieted, and I was able to think clearly.

"Are you death?" I asked. I had always imagined death as a tall skeleton in a dark cloak with merciless eyes.

"No."

"Then who are you?"

"I am your companion." He looked at me and gave a small smile. "As long as you need me. We are outside of time, so you don't have to hold anything in."

"I had a mother.. I want to see her."

Slowly my surroundings shifted. My Companion and I stood in the corner of my living room. There was the misshapen couch I had sat on so many times. The TV on the mantel seemed smaller than usual. A woman sat in the arm chair holding her knees to her chest and rocking back and forth. I had never seen Mom cry before. I was unsettled. My Companion took my hand and squeezed it gently.

"I know this part is hard." His voice was gentle and quiet. He seemed incredibly sad. I felt my eyes water and tried to choak them back. Why should I cry? I was the one who died, not the one left to live without a loved one.

"Its normal to cry." His voice was incredibly gentle. Not sweet, not kind, not even warm.. just gentle.

"You didn't lose nothing." Its like he can read my thoughts. "You lost your life and everything that went with it. Its ok to mourn."

"There's so much..." I didn't even know how to finish the statement. I wasn't ready to go yet.

"I know."

"What... what happened to me? How... did I.."

"Are you sure you're ready for that right now?" I shook my head.

"You said time doesn't exist here, right?"

"Yeah, thats right."

"Could I see the future?"

"Hm.. I can show you the most likely future, but it isnt guaranteed to come true. How far in the future do you want to see?"

Together, he and I watched my family heal and move on. It stung a little at first, but ultimately, it comforted me.

"I had so much I wanted to do."

"We all did."

My Companion gave me this diary as a way to process my death and log events.