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Bakugou has officially lost his ability to win any argument ever. Man could literally go on a 16 paragraph rant about how much he hates you and back it up with facts, and you could just reply "lol ok jeart hero dynamight" and immediately prevail
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rweiser · 2 years
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merloja · 2 months
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TW: suggestive (butt warning) and MHA spoilers chapter 364
(/j) How Edgeshot pulled up to revive Bakugo:
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(I can't listen to no broken hearts - bebe rexha the same anymore since I've read MHA chapter 364—)
(by the way happy birthday edgeshot my loveable edgelord <3)
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nemovanilla · 2 years
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Even back then, Jeanist? Really?
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coffeebeans341 · 2 years
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When Izuku finally gets out of the Starbucks line:
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orangeyoutired · 2 years
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Anyone else watched MHA chapter 364 and is flipping out about the last panels?
(if you haven’t seen it, don’t worry, while this post is mostly a reaction post it doesn’t really give any spoilers.)
I am. I know, I should be flipping about everything else that happened (which I am flipping out about), but I’m going to just spent time not thinking about it before I’m overthinking again.
Also, jeanist really wearing his clothes like that for everything, huh?
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ofmermaidstories · 2 years
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BITCH TELL ME YOU SAW THE RECENT BNHA SPOILERS, I WAS SO RELIEVEDDDD 😩😩
dappi, they make me so SAD. 😭 im about to pivot this entire account into a edgeshot stan blog. i wanted bakugou back but not like this, not at the cost of mORE TRAUMA—
my poor, poor baby. 😭 he hasn’t copped a break since he was like, what, fourteen? 😭 hori let him REST. 😭😭 i know he was an evil little shit but the crap that’s been piled on him is NOT equivalent!!!!! all i can think about is like, what a burden that is to put on someone so young—carrying on for someone. not even in an abstract sense, but like, literally, because their sacrifice is the only reason you’re still around. oh bakugou. oh, bakugou. 🥺
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squeamishnerd · 2 years
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Lazy Writing
Spoiler warnings: - My Hero Academia chapter 362-364 - Doctor Who season 5-10
In the latest chapter of My Hero Academia, chapter 364, Edgeshot decides to save Bakugo by basically turning into Bakugo’s heart.
I think this is lazy writing.
As much as I don’t want Bakugo to die, something I want less than that is lazy writing. Sometimes characters have to stay dead. Sometimes it doesn’t make sense to revive them. Sometimes there are ways that would make sense to revive them but the writer decides on reviving them in a way that doesn’t make sense.
If Horikoshi (the writer) saves Bakugo he’s “doing a Moffat”. If you’ve watched Doctor Who (2005) seasons 5-10 you’ll know what ‘doing a Moffat’ is, for those who haven’t watched it I’ll explain.
Steven Moffat was the showrunner and main writer of Doctor Who seasons 5-10. A thing Moffat did during his time as a showrunner, especially during seasons 5-7, but occasionally during seasons 8-10 too, was to kill off characters to later revive them. During Moffat’s showrunning, characters of the main cast died and were revived over 20 times (not counting episode 11 of season 9, Heaven Sent, since reviving is absolute essential to the storyline in this case). Moffat simply can’t kill characters. This means that death isn’t significant to the plot, or significant at all, and that the writer thinks that the only way to write something sad is to kill a character.
The reason for characters dying and being revived in fiction is, more often than not, to scare the reader/viewer. It can absolutely be dealt with in a good way, it’s fiction after all, but in many instances it’s lazy writing, because the writer only wants to scare us and hasn’t the slightest intention of making the death significant to the plot. This is specifically what Moffat was doing time and time again (except for in Heaven Sent, as mentioned above) during his run of Doctor Who.
I just want to mention here that I haven’t read the “next” chapter of My Hero Academia, which would be 365 when I’m writing this, so please don’t spoil it if leaks or fan translations are out (I read the official translation).
So, if Edgeshot manages to save Bakugo by turning into Bakugo’s heart, then Bakugo’s death was not significant to the plot and was only there to scare us.
If Edgeshot had said that he would try to be Bakugo’s heart until they can get Bakugo to Eri, then Bakugo’s death is not only there to scare us and it is significant to the plot, because Eri is an important character who has the ability to turn back time for a person, and therefore saving lives. It would make sense and it neatly ties back to earlier plots. But Edgeshot didn’t say this. Edgeshot only said that he would turn into Bakugo’s heart.
Edgeshot and Bakugo don’t share a past. They aren’t friends, family, or otherwise significant to each other. This means that Edgeshot trying to save Bakugo by literally turning into Bakugo’s heart, and staying there as Bakugo’s heart indefinitely, does not make any sense. Edgeshot has no reason to do this. The only reason Horikoshi decided on writing it like this (unless it turns out that being Bakugo’s heart isn’t possible, or the intention was to take Bakugo to Eri all along) was to scare us with Bakugo’s death.
Going into a war they knew that some heroes would die and that they can’t save everyone. To have Edgeshot saving Bakugo by turning into Bakugo’s heart, without Edgeshot and Bakugo being significant to each other, and without the intention to take Bakugo to Eri, is an “a wizard did it” move. It came out of nowhere and without any explanation or significance to the plot, i.e. it’s lazy writing.
I’m not at all saying that Horikoshi is a lazy writer, he’s overall very good at including things that are significant to the plot. But in this specific instance, and I hope I’m proven wrong in any of the following chapters, it’s lazy writing.
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ignitification · 2 years
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daily Bakugou news informs us that Midoriya Izuku isn’t the only man in Bakugou Katsuki’s heart anymore
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pixiestix0-0 · 2 years
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if someone proposed a week ago that bakugou could possibly be revived by edgeshot (aka a character whose appearances you could probably count on one hand) literally going inside of him to become his new organ system while best jeanist reminisces about their childhood and sews him in they would never be taken seriously and yet that is the actual way chapter 364 goes down
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acediathemelancholy · 2 years
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Half the fandom: All for One can’t be Deku’s dad! It would come out of nowhere and a two hundred year old man can’t realistically have a baby.
Horikoshi: JEART!!!
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Grief…
:)…..I am experiencing pain and heartbreak from these chapters and now so must you <3
Poor Tsunagu really lost it all, huh…..
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nemovanilla · 2 years
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So, we all know Bakugo has a Jeart now. But, does it rhyme with chart or beard?
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bakugoutohell · 2 years
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You’ll be in my jeart
This one’s for you @ktsukizu
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eyeless-jeff666 · 5 months
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Winter Wonderland
MHA Chapter 364 spoiler after the read more!
Shinya is bound to the wheelchair and Tsunagu smashes all his worries about their relationship with gentle love and hot chocolate Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Angst
The winter was awfully cold this year, and the freezing air made Tsunagu scrunch his nose in discomfort. It was snowing, it had been for days, and it felt like a miracle that it had started the day his husband’s release from the hospital had been approved. He had needed to stay there a bit longer still, but the moment had finally come.
Almost two months after he had risked his life for the young man who should have been saved by Tsunagu himself, but it was Shinya’s quirk that had made it possible. It was his husband who had risked his life just to save a promising soon-to-be hero he didn’t even know that well. Not as well as Tsunagu did at least, after taking him under his wing. Despite all odds, however, the other had survived his risky mission. He had lost his ability to walk, after using up too many of his nerves, and was missing a kidney, but he was alive.
Alive and tired and filled with guilt and fear about their relationship. Tsunagu had needed a long time to assure him that none of this changed his feelings for him; if anything, this selfless act only made his love deeper. It had started way back when they were just students, and lasted through so many of their worries; like Shinya’s transition, his struggles to get hormones and surgeries, the financial struggles they had gone through together, and all the worries Tsunagu had held when opening his agency.
He even remembered vividly how nervous the two of them had been the night before their wedding, but even then there hadn’t been a single trace of doubt that this man was who he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. Even if he was bound to a wheelchair now. All that mattered to the denim hero was that he had not lost him. That he would still wake up with him, and kiss him, and hear his laugh.
Gently, he brushed off some snow from Shinya’s hair and took off the hat he had been wearing. He stopped pushing the wheelchair, and crouched down to put it on the other’s head:
“Are you warm enough, my little fiber?”
The smaller man’s eyes looked teary, and it broke the denim hero’s heart. He softly took the other’s hands, squeezing them reassuringly; they were warm, much warmer than his own, and his heart skipped a beat with the joy of still being able to hold them:
“What’s wrong, love?”
“Nothing is wrong, dear. Everything is.. overwhelming. I am so happy. And scared. And grateful that you want to stay with me. I’m just feeling too much.”
He explained, cupping Tsunagu’s hands to gently blow warm breath on them. It was something he had been doing ever since they’d started dating, and one of their favorite moments of winter. It was caring and affectionate and assuring. The taller one smiled and brought Shinya’s knuckles up to his covered lips, in a gentle kissing gesture:
“My mind was flashing with fear of having to attend your funeral. I was fully prepared to keep my promise of still loving you if you were a worm and carrying you around in my chest pocket. Shinya, staying with you will never be compromised by anything. Especially not injuries. I’m your husband. I married you as a promise to always be by your side no matter what. I know you’re scared about so many things right now, and I know I can’t soothe all of those fears, but I want to assure you that my love for you runs much deeper than you might think right now. I’m just so happy I didn’t lose you.”
Tears were now running down his husband’s cheeks, and they must have been cold with the air and snow, so Tsunagu wiped them away, brushing his thumbs over Shinya's cheeks for as long as it took him to stop crying:
“Can I kiss you?”
“Yes please.”
Tsunagu pulled him closer and if his words hadn’t been assuring enough, this kiss simply had to be; it was long and emotional and likely the happiest one they had ever shared. Happier than their first one and happier than their wedding kiss because it held so much assurance; for Shinya that he really meant what he said, and for Tsunagu that the other kissed him back and hadn’t given up on the relationship:
“You are the most amazing man I have ever met, you are so beautiful and caring and brave. And I know you’re scared about not being able to continue being a hero, but you will always be the most amazing hero in my heart. What you did, and what you risked, is the most heroic thing anyone could ever do. And I will never stop admiring you.”
And for the first time in weeks, a smile formed on the younger one’s face; a smile that could melt anyone’s heart in seconds:
“I love you. I love you so so incredibly much.”
“I love you too, my thread, more than I could ever say.”
Tsunagu straightened up, and smiled back at the other in awe:
“How about we buy a hot chocolate on the way home, how would you feel about that?”
The cocoa they bought tasted like heaven and it almost made the two of them cry again at the happiness of being able to enjoy it together. It was hot and smooth and had a hint of cinnamon and orange. The stand they had gotten it from had been there for as long as they could remember, and had never failed to make them feel better:
“Do you remember when we used to drink this, when we were Lightningstorm’s sidekicks? Right after I graduated? It was when I just started my transition.”
“I do remember. And when my first sidekick went to another agency and I felt so self-conscious.”
They chuckled, realizing just how many memories this hot chocolate held. It was assuring and like a dream to think about how many more they would form over it. Of course, there would be dreams and plans they would have to change, but none of that mattered. Tsunagu didn’t care if the other would never be a hero again. Or if he would depend on him. He was ready to retire if he needed, to dedicate his days to taking care of his most loved one.
All the tension from the past weeks and months seemed to have disappeared with the sweet, warm drink they drank at their favorite meeting spot; from there, they could see far across the sea, watching some few particularly thick-skinned souls swimming and surfing. It seemed ridiculous to Jeanist, who pulled his coat tighter around himself, but it was a nice and calm view.
Soft pressure on his thigh disrupted his thought and when he looked down, his husband had his head leaned against him, giving him the same look he always gave when wanting affection and cuddles. Tsunagu slipped off the hat and let his fingers run through the younger one's hair, caressing his scalp, weirdly amused by how oily it was:
“Waited for me to wash your hair, love?”
Soft pink tinted Shinya’s cheeks as he nodded slowly; they had offered to wash it at the hospital, but he had refused. It had been a long time since anyone but Tsunagu or himself had even touched it, and it had become much more intimate over the years. The same went for seeing the blonde with messy hair; it was something treasured and something that only really happened between the two of them.
“Are you comfortable- can we take a bath together later? I’m tired and you’re like a denim icicle. A jicicle.”
The laugh that erupted from Tsuangu was sudden and it slightly startled Shinya, who started to laugh as well after the shock wore off:
“It wasn’t that funny!”
“Oh yes it was, my precious cotton heart, I’m glad you can still joke.”
Both of them knew that there would be many things to talk about, on how to proceed and how to live through and cope with everything life had thrown in their way. But those things were nothing that couldn’t be talked about the next day.
They had promised a lifetime to each other after all, and this was nothing anything but death could ever change. And given how narrowly both of them had avoided death’s kiss on more than one occasion, this would not be the case for a long time.
Tsunagu pulled down his scarf and grabbed Shinya’s face for another long but gentle kiss before giving the reply he’d been waiting for:
“I would love nothing more than that.”
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