Also Tumblr: *adds a gay romance plot to every story*
Tumblr: It’s okay when we do it, because it appeals to our fetishes, even if we say it’s “because progressiveness!”
to be fair a lot of hetero romance feels forced as fuck, and if it wasnt literally everywhere i wouldnt have an issue with it. dont really watch movies but seeing actually healthy gay relationships is rare the times i do watch tv
a lot of women: we’re really tired of constantly seeing trite heteronormative bullshit romances shoehorned in to every piece of media, no matter how flat the female character or unappealing the male character, that never lets us forget our place as sexual accessories to men. also, a whole bunch of us are queer. also queer men are here too.
a lot of women: so we’re going to write our own romances that are actually hot and appealing as well as useful for exploring— or escaping— the various traumas and kinks we’ve picked up around living in a world that sees us as sexual accessories. relationships based on equality and friendship, or relationships that specifically foreground inequality and exploitation, are really hot and fun to examine in the context of a couple hundred thousand words of hardcore gay smut—
inevitable dudes: but this makes us uncomfortable! because you’re sexual accessories, your involvement with sex should be as a passive receiver, a subject, not an active agent, let alone a creator or an instigator. we’re going to make fun of you now until you stop.
a lot of women: it turns out that once you read a couple hundred thousand words of hardcore gay smut you get a lot harder to shame.
Finally gonna post these drawings LOL. Been working on them on and off for the past year or something crazy. Some snippits illustrated of my absolute favorite Tododeku fic,Sore Must Be the Storm!
I would do a reincarnation!AU story
for that! And I would pick Boku no Hero Academia, and TodoDeku, because it’s
the only fandom I haven’t done Reincarnation!AU for at all (yet).
BONUS FIRST LINES:
Their last ending was a tragic one,
which is something Todoroki can’t stop thinking about this time around.
And it’s different, he knows it’s
different, because it’s a different era entirely. The whole of society is
different now, the hero-system is different now, there is a whole support
network for Heroes that just didn’t exist the last time they were alive.
But he keeps thinking about the
similarities, and he keeps getting caught up in those details.
The last time they were alive, they
were both heroes.
(Will always be heroes, Todoroki
thinks. It’s in Midoriya’s very nature. That won’t change, no matter how many
lifetimes they live.)
But it was when people were just
discovering they had Quirks, and more to the point, it was before Heroes knew
what they were doing. There was a kind of lawlessness in those times, and more
often than not, the villains were the ones with all the power.
They’d both died the last time. But
Midoriya had died first.
Todoroki thinks about that a lot
this time around, especially when Midoriya ends up in the hospital again.
A/N: Woo that turned into a mini-fic. That is
how much I love Reincarnation AUs. Aaand with that, I should be done with all
submitted fic titles! Huzzah!
Keith doesn’t look up from where he’s gathering papers at
his desk. He takes a breath, but his response takes another moment still, and
when it comes it’s quiet like he’s scared they’ll be overheard, though it’s
after-hours and everyone else is long since gone to dinner or home. “I don’t
know. Away.”
Why would be a better question, but Shiro’s felt it for
weeks now, maybe months–a quiet discontent Keith would never voice.
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After the Fall of All Might, it
doesn’t actually seem all that important to worry about his love life.
In fact, at that point, nothing much
seems important. Todoroki just privately decides he’s not going to try to
discuss the matter with Midoriya anymore. Too many other things were occupying
both of them, so it just doesn’t seem like something that even matters anymore.
The world seems different, anyhow.
Now that All Might is no longer the number one hero, now that it was revealed
so publicly that All Might was no longer as strong as he used to be, the world
is a very different place then it was, and everything just seems small in
comparison.
Which is why it comes somewhat as a
surprise when Midoriya seeks him out.
*
Todoroki hadn’t put that much
thought into what it would mean that they all live on campus now. Just another
part of the world that has changed, post-Kamino Ward. All things considered,
it’s a very minor thing compared to all the other changes
But apparently it means that it can
be ten o’clock at night, and Midoriya can knock on his door, and then they can
be alone in Todoroki’s bedroom and that, all of the sudden, feels like a very
big change.
“I, um, know we haven’t talked.
About the whole—” Midoriya starts, and he looks embarrassed and flustered and
maybe like he doesn’t want to be having this discussion.
And if Midoriya doesn’t want to have
this discussion, Todoroki doesn’t want to make him. “It’s alright,”
Todoroki says. “If you don’t want to talk about it, we don’t have
to.”
How is the soulmate conversation supposed to go? In movies or dramas, the
couple realizes they’re soulmates, becomes very teary-eyed, and then they
embrace artfully on screen. In real life, surely it must be more awkward than
that. During one Sports Festival, Midoriya went from rival classmate to
destined soulmate, and that would have been a difficult transition to make
under any situation. Now, Todoroki is thankful for the opening of friendship,
and he’s not sure what else was supposed to happen.
"Or if you’re in love
with someone else—”
“N-no! That’s definitely not
it! I don’t—I mean, I guess I never really thought much about—love or
anything like that,” Midoriya says, flailing his hands and blushing
slightly. “It’s just—” he takes in a deep breath, and Todoroki once
again feels bad.
“You don’t really have to do
this,” Todoroki says, not sure what “this” is but wanting to do
everything he could to make Midoriya feel better, “We can still keep—”
“I might not be your
soulmate,” Midoriya blurts out.
Todoroki blinks. This wasn’t at all
what he expected Midoriya to say. “I am not an expert, having just the
one, but I’m pretty sure you are,” Todoroki says quizzically. “I know
I’m new at this—”
He breaks off, all of the sudden
remembering that he’s only sensed Midoriya’s Quirk since before school started,
and how that’s not usually how it goes, with soulmates, unless Midoriya had
just been born a couple months ago.
Or if he just got a Quirk a couple
months ago.
“I—wasn’t supposed to talk
about this. I promised I wouldn’t. But, the thing is, I did just get my Quirk
recently. It’s not exactly mine. Which made me wonder if, perhaps, that
meant you weren’t my soulmate, either. Not mine, that is.”
There’s a lot not being said with
that statement. But it is perhaps not as confusing as it would have been if
Midoriya had talked to him right after the Sports Festival. Now, Todoroki has a
lot more context for things he didn’t know were possible, previously. Like the
idea that Quirks could be taken away, or that Quirks could be put into
monsters, and he thinks about how he always thought Midoriya’s Quirk was a lot
like All Might and—
“All Might is not my
soulmate,” Todoroki says, closer to hysteria than he’s ever been before.
“No, no, no,” Midoriya
says, “Although, ahh, no, All Might agreed, but he didn’t know—he really
didn’t know what it meant. That I found you, that is. He said he never felt
like he had a soulmate, and that’s not how—how it works. He said the Quirk is
mine, now, but he wasn’t sure how soulmates factored into that, and I thought a
lot about that, and it just seemed like maybe it would be wrong to let you believe I was your soulmate, when we
weren’t sure if that was the case, especially if we couldn’t
prove otherwise. So I wanted you to know that. I didn’t want you feeling—stuck
with me.”
Todoroki still has no idea what is
going on, but he feels like he shouldn’t ask. If Midoriya made a promise to All
Might, then whatever is going on with their Quirks isn’t something Todoroki
should ask about.
But the way Midoriya says that—st
uck with me—his self-deprecating laugh and nervousness, it all makes it
seem like Midoriya is thinking that Todoroki doesn’t want Midoriya
to be his soulmate, and that’s crazy. Our entire class visited you in the
hospital. Not our other three injured classmates, every single person in our
class decided, “I have to visit Midoriya.” You were broken beyond
imagination and Kirishima still thought you could find a solution to save his
friend, and you did, you did. Iida and Yaoyaozuri created an
impossible situation, “rescue Bakugou without using your Quirks” and you found
that solution. You saved me with just three words.
It seems impossible to think anyone
wouldn’t want to be Midoriya’s soulmate.
“It doesn’t matter,”
Todoroki says, causing Midoriya to flinch, and Todoroki knows he’s doing this
wrong. “Whether or not you’re my soulmate, I mean. I still like you. I
would still like you even if we weren’t soulmates.”
“Oh,” Midoriya says,
wide-eyed and unsure.
And since the only thing seems to be
to prove it—and they are alone in Todoroki’s bedroom—Todoroki leans
forward and kisses Midoriya on the lips, since he figures he’s better with
actions then words anyway.
Midoriya promptly turns completely
red and falls to the floor, so Todoroki is not entirely sure he did the right
thing.
“Todoroki-kun!” Midoriya
says.
“I like being friends,”
Todoroki says quickly, if that’s what Midoriya wants then he’s happy with that.
“And if we’re not soulmates, then I still want to date you. But if you
don’t, then being friends was always enough.”
“Oh,” Midoriya says again.
He’s still red (and still on the floor) but he says, “I didn’t know that
was an option. Dating. I’m not entirely sure how to do that.”
“Me neither,” Todoroki
says. “But I think we can figure it out.” Midoriya definitely can, at
any rate. If there’s one thing Todoroki is confident on, it’s that Midoriya
Izuku can figure out anything.
A/N: The end!! I think I’m done =D
Thanks to the readers! It will be up on ao3 in it’s entirety soon!!
Thanks
to everyone reading!
Part One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, and Seven! Sorry for the long post, just really wanted to finish it up =)
Absolutely! Sorry for the delay, Anon. I have a cold and am a lot slower at basically everything, writing included, right now. I’m going to try to play catch up a bit today and tomorrow though~
Shouto goes everywhere with Izuku. This isn’t because he doesn’t trust Izuku, it’s just the nature of their lives at this point. Yuuei decided to keep their dorm program even though the war is over. Being neighbors with Izuku, sharing classes with Izuku, having mostly the same friends, and spending time together in the common area. There isn’t much that Shouto and Izuku don’t do together and Shouto has to admit that it’s nice. He feels lighter, somehow, when Izuku is around and Izuku always has this special smile just for him. This is the closest to happy and content that Shouto’s been for a very long time.
Maou Ryuushin is a bit of a snag in Shouto’s otherwise content life. He’s a grade below them, wide eyed and bushy tailed and completely obsessed with Izuku. He’s tall enough to loom, produces water from his mouth that freezes on impact with objects, and he pops up at Izuku’s elbow all the time. Izuku smiles at Maou, because of course he does, and it makes Shouto feel sick and dark whenever he thinks about it for too long.
Maybe Shouto is being ridiculous. He lets it get so bad that he grandstands his power in front of an underclassman, making it quite clear where he and Izuku stand with each other and where Maou stands in relation to that; which is nowhere. He’s embarrassed by his own actions and Izuku forgives him, Izuku always forgives him. Shouto is content to think that now that Maou knows that Izuku is taken that he will be free of the constant irritation that is Maou’s presence.
He, apparently, underestimated Maou.
Shouto cuts back across campus in the fading light of sunset after running some forms to the administration building for Snipe. He spots Izuku a little ways ahead and the warm happiness that usually settles in his chest at the sight of his boyfriend is put on hold because Izuku is talking to Maou. They’re alone, a backdrop of orange-red trees and mood lighting, and Shouto isn’t stupid enough to not recognize the romance of the moment. Kirishima cried last week at a movie that had a scene just like this.
That hot, sick, darkness is back in Shouto’s gut. He’s frozen mid step, watching the scene play out like a horror movie.
Maou leans over Izuku’s shorter frame and says something that makes Izuku laugh. The wind picks up and shakes a few leaves from the trees. Izuku bundles a little deeper into his hoodie. His curls are tousled everywhere by the wind and Maou reaches a long fingered hand towards Izuku’s face, to brush one out of Izuku’s eyes like Shouto does sometimes.
Shouto moves, he has to move. It’s like when he sees a villain about to strike, slow motion with nothing but the sound of Shouto’s heart beating. He barely gets a few steps, he won’t make it in time. He’s not sure why he has to, he just knows that he does. Maybe it’s irrational but some small part of him that sounds like his father still tells him that if Maou touches Izuku in a situation like this that Izuku could fall in love with Maou Ryuushin. Shouto doesn’t know what he’s supposed to do if that happens.
He doesn’t make it. He doesn’t have to.
Izuku moves, fast as green lighting. His hand shoots up and catches Maou’s wrist before Maou can touch him. There’s something hard in Izuku’s expression, hard like when Izuku killed All for One, and Shouto’s body and mind automatically react to the danger that Izuku must be facing. It’s only lasts an instant, barely a glance, before Izuku lets Maou go and steps back. His face is serious but not so serious that Shouto panics.
“-not really interested, sorry Maou-kun.” Izuku is saying as Shouto gets into hearing range.
“I don’t want to accept that,” Maou says.
“Please try,” Izuku says, gentle and yet firm.
Shouto stops only a few meters behind Maou. “Izuku.”
Maou stiffens. Izuku looks at Shouto and smiles that soft smile that’s just for him. “Shouto.”
“Are you ready to go?” Shouto asks, unable to stop himself from glancing at Maou’s back. “Satou and Bakugou are having their bake-off today.”
Izuku’s face goes slack and then brightens in excitement. “That’s right, I forgot.” With that, Izuku walks. He passes Maou right by and walks to Shouto’s side and Shouto’s chest feels warm.
“Midoriya-senpai,” Maou calls, turning quickly. Izuku glances over his shoulder at Maou and Shouto can’t stop his glare. “I’m not going to give up.”
“You really should,” Izuku says. He sounds annoyed. He rarely sounds as annoyed as he sounds now. “I’m not going to change my answer.”
With that Izuku leads the way back to their dorms, muttering the entire time about guys who won’t take no for an answer. With every word Shouto feels himself relax back into contentment.
just moving along like everyone else 