When Youre All Alone, I Will Reach For YouWhen Youre Feeling Low, I Will Be There, Too -Apocalypse -

when you’re all alone, I will reach for you When you’re feeling low, I will be there, too - Apocalypse - Cigarettes After Sex

What's your type?

Eijiro Kirishima is into chaotic types

Denki Kaminari is into athletic types

                                          you can be a                                                                   H E R O ! 

Izuku’s apology is the only thing that managed to break through to Eijiro long enough to make him look up at his classmate. What could he possibly be apologizing for? He’d expected Izuku of all people to not show him pity. It wasn’t that he thought Izuku was rigid or unforgiving, quite the opposite in fact, but he had betrayed his trust. And what he’d been sure would be worse in Izuku’s eyes, he’s betrayed all of their friends. Surely that wasn’t something that could be forgiven so easily, even for a truly kind and heroic individual such as Izuku Midoriya, 

“What? Why?” His voice sounded strained with pain, but he was too confused to stay silent, not only was Izuku apologizing, he wanted to help him? At the very least he’d expected to be taken to Aizawa sensei after maybe a trip to Recovery Girl. He didn’t deserve this kindness. “I told them about USJ and where the camp training was, it’s my fault Bakugou was taken.. I don’t deserve your help.” 

He figured that might be enough for Izuku to change his mind, after how badly he’d been hurt and how upset he’d been to lose Bakugou to the League. It didn’t matter that Eijiro had gotten a team together to get Bakugou back, not when it was his fault he’d been taken in the first place. The Kamino incident still felt like a fresh wound, and it wasn’t a surprise that debilitating guilt had finally made him slip up.  But if all Izuku was asking for was honesty for now, he could do that.

“My uncle.. he was a villain.” It seemed the easiest place to start, showed that he was already aligned with those sort of people. And no matter how hard he tried not to, maybe he was meant to be the same. “I wanted to get away from all that.. I really did join school to become a hero. But he saw it as an opportunity, I should have known he would, that I couldn’t just leave like that.” He winced as he shifted causing his arm to flare up in pain. But he ignored the instinct to harden up in response, that would only make things worse, and he needed to get this out before they went back to school. And if Izuku was going to truly keep this between them, then they’d need to come up with a story about how his arm broke in the first place. 

“He took me to the League of Villains.. They agreed that it was a good idea, having someone on the inside. They just.. didn’t need my uncle to be a middleman. Especially when Shigaraki could just disintegrate him like that..” Eijiro broke off, still sick at the memory and the terror associated. “They gave me a phone.. Said they’d be happy to do that to me too if I didn’t cooperate..” He sighed miserably, looking up to Izuku. “So I came here.. But I’m not a hero at all. I’m just a coward.”

@quirkdriven​ || continued.

There were no words to describe how Izuku felt as he reached the ground again. He couldn’t deny that there was genuine regret behind Kirishima’s apology. Anyone that could have been able to go through with playing both sides while becoming friends with their classmates must have been suffering for some time… Especially someone as well-liked as he was! It would have been a much easier fight if Izuku hadn’t gotten so close to him over their time together.

“Kirishima–” he gasped out as he noticed the other cradling his broken arm. The plan had never included breaking anything. He’d figured the hardening quirk would have been able to take that kind of beating, but it was all too obvious to him just what had happened. Kirishima could have easily withstood one of his kicks… unless he’d given up. “I’m sorry too…”

Izuku braced himself for whatever may have come his way, but he wasn’t about to fight a friend that did nothing more than make a mistake that got him in over his head. He needed to figure something out, and fast. No one else needed to know what was going on if he could intervene and set things straight. He could protect Kirishima and fix the damage that had been done – they’d taken on more difficult tasks before, hadn’t they? 

With everything going on, it was clear that Kirishima was going to need someone on his side, regardless of what some bad choices had led to for everyone involved. 

“I wanna help you,” he breathed, willing his heartbeat to slow (at least to stop pounding in his ears so that he could calm down without hearing it.) “So you’re gonna have to be honest with me about what’s going on… It’ll just stay between us – I promise.” 

“ yes... are they really what i think they are? “

open starter

“ wait …. can you see ‘em too?” 

“i’ll be your candle until you can light your own torch”

happy tododeku / todoizu day !!