#battle reunion

[transparentbeardmentality]

BKDK drabble - battle reunion

Katsuki sees Izuku across the battlefield. Izuku is already moving, half stumbling and half running as much as his overworn body will allow him to. He's ripped and bloodied, but nothing appears life-threatening. A flooding relief washes over him.

Katsuki is shakey on his feet but resolute, one hand clutching protectively over his heart. He waits.

It's like a dream to see Izuku pushing through the rubble towards him with that look on his face -like getting to him meant everything. Katsuki almost stops breathing at the wonder of it, the thrumming anticipation of having Izuku in front of him.

Though it's happening quickly, time feels like mud. And yet all too soon, he's there.

"Kacchan.." he gasps breathlessly, suddenly stopping just shy of his reach. Izuku reaches his hand out slightly as if to touch him, but then drops it to his side, clenching and unclenching his fists.

Frustrated. Controlling himself. Even after all this.

"Are.. Are you okay?.." he says instead.

Katsuki's eyes water despite himself. He sees everything about Izuku, about *them*, with so much more clarity now. How badly Izuku wants to touch him right now, and how scared he is that he will cross their unspoken boundaries if he does, and lose him. It blows his mind. Makes his feelings twist and writhe erratically between agony and bliss.

So Katsuki crosses the divide, hooking one heavy arm around Izuku's neck and dragging him forward against him. He presses his face down into the warm skin between collarbone and neck, protective arm still in place and awkwardly pressed between them. He still can't find his voice to answer, throat clenching painfully. It's overwhelming. So instead he nods against his neck.

Izuku's shock lasts a half-second before he's pushing his chin against Katsuki's forehead in an embrace, hand delving into sweaty hair to pull him gently in, securing him in place. He curls his other arm around Katsuki's back, shifting and fisting against material, pressing him a little closer whilst trying to hold himself back from harming Katsuki in his enthusiasm. He can't stay still, positioning and repositioning his hand all over Kacchan's back, arm, shoulder.. Checking, re-checking, reassuring himself that Katsuki was okay for now, feeling the intoxicating warmth between them.

Izuku smells like burned ash, blood.. and love. He can feel it washing over him like the afternoon sun in a cloudless summersky.

He feels Izuku still as Katsuki begins to pull back. He doesn't resist as he unwinds his arm from behind his neck to brace his hand there instead, drawing back to look at him. He finds himself lost in the wide green eyes searching his. They are questioning,

Did I overstep? Are we okay? Can I touch you? I'm sorry.

He feels his lips quirk in a shakey half-smile. Whatever he thought he was doing is gone now. He's too rattled to think straight. Internally he laughs a little at himself for how gone he is. It's all too much to even look at Izuku right now.

So he closes his eyes instead, pressing his forehead to Izuku's to give his heart a break from that gaze -only to find the intimacy of this new embrace just as thrilling. It's no reprieve. Damnit.

Still, it seems to have quieted Izuku's concern about touching him. At least Izuku stays, so he stays, and tries to calm himself -it's still just just the dweeb, he reminds himself. Somehow that makes it worse.

Wryly he considers that whatever Izuku has him feeling, can't be good for a recovering heart. (Or maybe it was? What else were hearts made for if not this?)

Rationally, he knows he should probably be making his way to the medics, or calling them in. Fuck.

"We need to get you to recovery girl..." Izuku murmurs, as if reading his thoughts. Forehead still pressed to his.

Katsuki knows that like him, Izuku has his eyes closed as he says it. He feels Izuku bring a trembling hand across his jaw to cup the space below his ear. Katsuki can tell the gesture costs Izuku in already frayed nerves. Though he's trying to hide it, his breath is too quick not to give himself away.

The sweetness of it catches him offguard, and suddenly has him furrowing his eyebrows tightly against the onslaught of feeling. He's an overtensioned wire close to breaking. He breathes in through his nose sharply. It doesn't help. Longing is a painful, unquenchable thing.

Sensing the change, Izuku stills in response. He's worried. Again. Always so damn worried about "Kacchan" blowing up in his face, or leaving him. It's no surprise. He's created that expectaction through countless years of his own bullshit.

Izuku's touch lightens as though he's made his mind to back off immediately. His hand starts to drop from his face, and all Katsuki can think is, "No.. No! Stay!"

His self-control snaps and he's surging forward, unable to stop. Reaching Izuku's warm lips and kissing them again and again, as though he has to, or die. Izuku stumbles backwards half a step and Katsuki just follows. Kissing him desperately, unable to let go or do anything else. He feels possessed.

Somewhere in his mind he worries that Izuku is stunned and unmoving under his insistent mouth. His touch is still too light against him, but he can't bring himself to stop. Not while Izuku's fingers are still delicately resting against his jaw. "Please.", he thinks. "Please.. Izuku..."

Then he hears the most heartrending whimper, the sound of agony and relief against his lips. And then Izuku is moving into action, reclaming lost space, and kissing him back in shared urgency, like his self restraint is just as broken as Katsuki's. He darts a tongue out, meeting Izuku's as he opens his mouth instantly. It sends warmth pooling down his spine. Nothing ever felt better in his whole life than this.

Izuku is crying.

He can feel the wet grip where their skin moves against each other. Taste the salt. He feels everything Izuku is trying to tell him in those kisses. But Izuku needs more than kisses to really believe anything, he knows that. "Izuku." he whsipers between kisses, voice hoarse from battle, emotion.. "I love you."

He hears the inhaled breath through Izuku's wet nose. Feels the smile against his lips. This feels like dying, or flying, he's not sure which. And he never wants it to end.

But he's losing the strength to stand and less oxygen isn't helping, so he breaks the kiss. Pulling away, and grasping Izuku by the hand. Izuku intuitively eases him down with his counterweighted grasp. Katsuki sits gingerly, Izuku taking place beside him and wiping his wet face with his inner-elbow. They're exhausted.

Katauki can't look at him, he needs to calm down. Izuku seems to understand and shuffles closer. Supportive.

He puts his head on Izuku's shoulder, his hand clasped with Izuku's in his lap. Katsuki watches him intertwining their fingers. Even a simple hold like this feels equal parts comforting and electric.

He wishes he could crawl inside Izuku's soul and live there. Izuku rests his head against his. It's definitely mutual.

In the distance they can see a recovery crew coming through the wreckage. Izuku raises his other hand straight in the air to signal them, and Katsuki knows everything is going to be okay. He squeezes the hand in his, and feels Izuku's answering grip.

Better than okay.

..And for fun..

It occurs to Katsuki that the sound of helicopters in the near distance -that he'd somehow filtered out of existence with the all-consuming need of Izuku- are why the recovery crew knows they're here. Which raises the likely possibility that millions of people just saw all *that* between them as a live broadcast.

He smirks. "Whatever", he thinks.

"He's mine. It doesn't get clearer than *that!*"

Katsuki had grown a lot, but he would always be more than a bit too competitive and possessive. He's so in love he doesn't have room left to be embarassed about any of it. And as far as he's concerned, he's just fucking WON at life.

Izuku glances over to him suddenly, as though also realising the same thing about the helicopters.. He takes in Katsuki's smug look.

Katsuki is briefly shaken out of his thoughts of triumph in his concern for Izuku. His ears are scarlet. Shit!..

And then he's beaming at Katsuki almost ferally, lifting their hands and kissing Katsuki's bloodied knuckles. Staring at him in challenge to say anything about it.

He muses that Izuku feeling more secure did not take long once Katsuki's feelings were spelled out for him.. He's also reminded once again, that however cute the package, Izuku is every bit as possessive and competitive as he is in some things.

He raises a cool eyebrow back at Izuku's wolfish grin. And though he won't say it, is delighted.

This is gonna be good.

[fanfic-gremlin-ft-trauma]

Reunions (or goodbyes) :,)

[pinacoladamatata]

these are all part of wip titled "sweet talker" that i forgot about... all i know how to do is draw lovesick idiots staring at each other

[aphemera]

hotd s2 is really good if you don’t have an annoying book reader in your ear complaining about the changes

[alsfunkyalbum]

Bird Leo's costume for the current TMNT Family Reunion Event (Which is fashion show :3)

It's based off a peacock

(idk if it counts but I'm tagging anyways @tmnt-fandom-family-reunion )

[peachdues]

We watched the Giyuu ep of the new season and I opened TGW’s draft so fast —

[foreststarflaime]

Ouchie ouch that the Tseng limit break in Crisis Core is on the wastes, where he in fact could have saved Zack with an air strike had he been fast enough

Tseng: “Is this the end?”

Zack: “No! Not if I can help it!”

And their dialogues are basically mirror to what they would be in Zack’s final battle. Zack having resigned himself to the fact that he’s dying there while the Turks rush against hope to find him first and bring him back alive

[haikyuustuffs]

Those who have seen the movie....

Can we all talk about how they animated the last point?!

[nomsfaultau]

well dang the deeper I get into the last chapter of MFR the more it just feels like Emerald Duo divorce arc lmaooo

[lumberwoof]

AU where Franka doesn't get approval for the transfer and instead has to cut and run to Rhodes Island alone. Liskarm just misses finding out and isn't able to follow. and then they reunite some years down the line for whatever reason, Franka happy at Rhodes Island but still a little lonely and Liskarm saying she's fine but being at Blacksteel for so long has made her colder and harsher and just plain miserable.

(it isn't all bad, she at least has Jessica and Vanilla, but they can't get under her skin the way Franka could. Liskarm swears that Franka would get under skin sometimes just to dig out the bad feelings.)

(and Franka has people. she's surrounded by people she cares about. operators cut from the same cloth as her, that will charge headlong into battle beside her. colleagues who will nag her about sleeping and eating and training and mission parameters. friends who will rag on her for her choice of reading material. but Liskarm was all of those things rolled into one. and she is not here)

[thirteendaysintaunton]

“Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story.” - Richard Siken, War of the Foxes

[chipsncookies]

"Show me what you've learned in that 'Hisui' wild you're talking about!"

"Let's see if our Subway was in good hands during my absence!"

Quote from here)

I like to imagine after they wiped their tears and caught up with each other, they immediately have a battle 😁👊💥

[wangxian-the-zhijis]

I’m watching The Untamed for the second time but with my mom. She kinda figured out that there is (or there would be) ‘something’ between wwx and lwj 😂

And she made this one comment that made me laugh: “Why does lover boy always look so angry?”

[redbean-nom]

honestly echo is probably going to die heroically in the next two episodes. he's not with rex, gregor, and wolffe in rebels, he's not with the greater rebellion, and Echo Base exists.

what i'm more curious about is when cody gets his own heroic sacrifice. he's not with rex and he's not with obi wan, so unless he also fell in a sarlacc or got carbonited, he's definitely dead.

anyways, the last episode's title is The Cavalry Has Arrived. and who could be a more fitting "cavalry" than Cody?

[cartoonnonsensegirl]

The fact that the Black Eagle Strike Force did not rename the monastery "The Nest" when they made it their base of operations is, sadly, a missed opportunity.

[alsfunkyalbum]

Old Roots Leo from Cabin 6 is ready to offer fittings for summer kimonos (Yukata) from his personally curated collection! 

Just what design will you pick out?

@tmnt-fandom-family-reunion

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Being greeted by another version of him brought Bird Leo a smile to his face. Giving a roll of his shoulders, he takes a peek at his wings and huge tail. He turns back to the other.

"I'll give it a try... If you have something fitting enough for me." Leo chuckled.

Long story short, he did.

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@tmnt-fandom-family-reunion

Apologies if the drawing isn't really accurate to the actual clothing, I just searched and drew whatever I could find online.