I'M SLOWLY DYING...
AFO: it seems she died
Inko: uh...
upd: the photo of Yoichi in the sketch is not Yoichi himself, but me (this is my avatar in the Telegram), AFO is poking a stick at me.
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So I’ve been joking for a while about how Inko manages to afford all of Izuku’s AM merch
But I decided to nerd out and look closer, and I’m pretty sure the only expensive piece Izuku owns is the poster he got from Sir
You might think his dorm looks absolutely stacked
but that’s only because it’s a very small room and he brought every piece he owns
If you look in his old room it’s all the same posters
so he’s owned it all for at least a few years, he’s been working up to this for god knows how many years, just to be the proud owner of 5 posters so basic even he would put tape on them
All of his figures are less than 50$
One of which he’s had since he was a child
And it doesn’t look like the other unidentified figures are anything special either(except maybe AM in his yellow suit)
Izuku only has generic fanboy shit, like maybe one of the posters is a custom but I honestly I don’t think he owns a single special anything
The dead guy poster is 100% the coolest thing he has, no wonder he’s so reverent about it 💀
As for fits this is all we’ve really seen is
So yeah Inko isn’t dropping stacks on merch, I’m pretty sure those sweaters were a 2 for 1 deal because they’re almost identical 💀
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Police: Look, I know parents never think their children will do something crazy but-
Inko: No, he would.
Police: What?
Inko: I told Izuku that he was capable of anything he set his mind to when he was young and I’ve regretted it ever since.
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this is self indulgent n fluffy. sorry <3
inko midoriya looked up from the bowl of cabbage she was washing in the sink, soft sage eyes peering over to where you were leaning against the counter. there was a subtle pout on your lips, one she wasn’t used to at all. usually there was a warm smile plastered on your face, especially when you shared the kitchen with her. she turned off the tap with her else, clearing her throat as she let the cabbage rest in the strainer.
“sweetie,” she started, “you’re starting to worry me.”
“hm?” you catch her eye for a second before looking away, “sorry. did you need me to grab something?”
she could tell something was off with the way you could barely pay attention to anything around you, you were zoning out more than usual, you were faking a smile.
“are you …and ‘zu okay?”
“yeah! yeah, we’re good.”
inko watched your teeth pull at your bottom lip, nibbling at the skin there.
“but,” you said quieter, “do you think he sees a future..with me?”
the older woman let out a small smile, if anyone would know it would be her. she made her way across the room, pulling you into her warm, maternal embrace. she pressed a kiss to the side of your face before pulling away.
“i don’t think he sees anything else but that.”
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