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    They get back to school just a little after sunrise, sleepless and buzzing, with grass and dead leaves in their hair. Their classmates glance curiously between them but don’t ask. Katsuki and Izuku have always been a unit unto themselves, two halves of an inexplicable relationship that started way before UA and will last way after they leave. Nobody questions it. Nobody cares, probably, but Izuku indulges the thought that maybe he and his Kacchan are just a constant, an unremarkable part of the furniture that surprises nobody because the way they are is just right.

    They move in together, after a while. Katsuki joins Best Jeanist and Izuku trains under Gran Torino. They still take comfort in each other every day, curl up in bed and kiss and talk about how life is going. Their live are tumultuous, after all, what with villains and training and rescuing people every week. It’s nice to have something certain. At the end of a day filled with violence and adrenaline, Izuku knows he can come home to someone concrete.

    It’s perfect. Being a hero is scary and grueling and uncertain, but this part is just right.

    And then, one day, a child dies in Izuku’s arms.

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    14 Jan 2021

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    fucking sobbing i hste iyejf

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    There's finally a quirkless kid in the heroics course. Kacchan is impressed, Izuku hates it, and I get to write a fic where Bakugou gives Izuku some closure.

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    07 Jan 2021

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    Tamaki blinked, once, twice, “Is it alright for the Symbol of Peace to be loitering around?”
    Milan wasn’t just a few blocks away, you know.

    Or the one wherein a chance meeting in Italy proves to be the most dramatic and romantic.

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    12 Oct 2020

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    cried ober this pls dont call me kmdosijfioed