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  1. Public Bookmark 45

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    “I can’t believe this aired on TV,” Izuku mumbles into his hands, cheeks still bright red as he peers over his fingers. “Kacchan, this is – oh my god – Kacchan. They’re going to be pulling clips from this for the rest of our lives.”

    “Noooo.” Mina tips forward to ruffle her manicured hands through both Katsuki’s and Izuku’s hair. “It’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen! The most innocent dirt they could ever dig up. Look at those tiny babies!”

    Katsuki bats her away. “We’re not tiny, fuck off.”

    Ah! They’ve spotted a frog!” the narrator’s voice chimes from the TV. “The yakitori they were supposed to pick up for dinner has completely left their heads.”

    Izuku snorts at that, hands lowering slightly. A reluctant sort of grin threatens at Katsuki’s mouth.

    In which Class 3-A discovers two of their own were once featured on an episode of Old Enough! and Katsuki realizes he can't remember the last time he saw his mom look so carefree.

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    10 May 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 19

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    And yet when their eyes meet Izuku may as well be a deer in the headlights, jade-green reflecting what colours cling to sky above with ease: a cluster of orange, explosions that crack across a storm-riddled sky and regress villainy to infancy; a spectral of colours, threads that send Izuku into a shadowed realm to connect him to lives that changed him, for better and worse. In the seconds that follow that mouth of his is quick to close, and in the blink of an eye Izuku looks… determined. Resolute.

    His confession is not about the school, Katsuki realises when Izuku swallows. It's not about their friends, either, Katsuki understands when he watches those lips part again.

    It's about him.

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    5 times Katsuki wilfully ignored Izuku's confessions, and the moment he could do nothing but face them head on.

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    07 May 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 32

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    “It has to work,” Izuku whispered, his voice trembling. “I promise… it has to work, Kacchan.”

    He spoke to the cracked green fragment resting against his chest. The remains of what had once been part of Kacchan’s grenade gauntlet.

    The only piece of him Izuku still had.
    The pendant around his neck.

    ----

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    Kacchan and All Might died in the final war.
    Izuku was left behind, barely alive like a body with no soul.

    He went on living like that, empty, until he found a new sliver of hope.
    And he clung to it, desperately, as if it were the last thing keeping him alive—
    the only thing that might lead him back to Kacchan.

    Not knowing what would be waiting for him on the other side.

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    07 May 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 2

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    [...] nello scatto fu distratto da una voce familiare.
    "Izuku!"
    Bakugou apparve improvvisamente, lanciandosi a tutta velocità verso il villain con le sue esplosioni, che generarono fumo tutt'attorno.
    "Kacchan!"
    Nel momento di trambusto e scarsa visibilità, Deku fu colto alla sprovvista dal nemico, che lo toccò brevemente sul petto. Immediatamente si sentì sprofondare in una sensazione di vuoto, come se il mondo attorno a lui svanisse. In un istante, era sparito.

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    29 Apr 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 5

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    "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Kacchan..."

    A prayer escaping parched lips. A supplication woven from hope's fraying threads. An incantation born of stubborn devotion that refused withering, trembling from his throat instead. Forlorn melody seeking ears beyond sentiency, heart he couldn't accept had stopped listening.

    The melody hung awkwardly in the antiseptic air, bouncing off equipment that hummed with quiet indifference. He couldn't remember the last time he'd spoken above a whisper in this room.

    "Happy birthday to you."

    ———

    Shared wishes

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    29 Apr 2026