#babies ...

i’m  pretty  sure  you’re  a  mind  reader,  ‘cause  i  was  literally  thinking  about  this  earlier.  listen,  i’m  gonna  be  honest  .  .  .  i’m  that  bitch  &  i  love  it.  not  just  for  ‘  otp  reasons  ’  or  whatever,  but  because  of  what  it  means  for  them  as  characters  &  as  a  couple.  

getting  married,  having  a  kid  —  that  asks  for  a  lot  of  growth  as  a  person.  it  would  require  work,  and  would  mean  that  they  were  both  in  the  space  relationship-wise  to  get  married  &  have  a  kid  (  because  we  know  neither  of  those  things  fix  a  relationship,  &  as  insecure  as  jade  can  be  i  highly  doubt  she’d  be  that  person  ).  getting  married  would  require  jade  to  have  outgrown  her  insecurity  regarding  beck  &  other  girls  (  the  idea  he’ll  leave  for  someone  else  ?  ),  &  would  also  require  beck  to  be  active  in  his  discouragement  of  other  people’s  flirtation,  something  he  tends  to  kind  of  avoid  in  the  series.

they  both  have  to  grow  up  &  outgrown  these  childish  /  teenaged  fears  &  accept  that  they  balance  each  other  out  well.  no  one  else  can  handle  jade  like  beck  can  (  liz  has  mentioned  this  many  times  ),  &  jade  keeps  beck  on  his  toes  -  something  he’s  canonically  mentioned  he  likes.  neither  of  them  want  an  easy  relationship,  but  there’s  a  difference  between  easy-boring  &  easy-loving.  a  relationship  doesn’t  have  to  be  toxic  or  abusive  to  be  ‘  interesting  ’,  &  though  their  relationship  is  played  like  that  for  laughs  a  lot  in  the  show  (  with  jade  oft  being  the  aggressor  ),  i  think  it’s  important  that  they  both  realise  their  flaws  &  bad  traits,  &  that  they  work  on  them  in  order  to  have  a  future  together.

i  think  this  growth  for  them  is  particularly  evident  in  the  fact  liz  &  avan  have  indeed  stated  there  would  be  bade  babies  (  liz  said  twins  !  ),  as  that  actively  requires  jade  to  have  mellowed  out  when  it  comes  to  ‘  sharing  ’  beck  -  i  can’t  think  of  a  better  term  than  that,  &  it’s  just  something  she’s  had  issues  with  in  the  show’s  run  -,  &  the  two  of  them  to  have  really  worked  out  their  issues  (  sure,  there  may  be  the  occasional  text-fight,  but  the  constant  bickering  from  days  of  yore  is  long  gone,  surely  ).

okay  last  one  but  i  found  this  earlier  today  and  DIED  ......

ft. @dragcns-den​​: It doesn’t hurt Shoto anymore.

It doesn’t. Because-he won’t let it. Won’t let HIM… It’s an empty promise that Shoto will break many times before he finally decides to take a stand. But for now, still a child and in need of something to believe, Shoto looks at his reflection in the shallow creek— scar having stopped being as tender as it was when he was given it, but still stark against pale skin —and doesn’t let himself look away. Even if it’s HIS eye looking back. Blue and cold and frightening.

Sitting beside the water, listening to the sounds of birds and bugs and his friend likely finding something to entertain himself with— Shoto hugs his knees to his chest and stares at his reflection. It doesn’t… hurt him anymore. He’s not scared. He’s not crying about it anymore. Never again. And he’s not mad when people make fun of him for it. Because it doesn’t hurt him. It doesn’t. He’s not scared. He’ll never be scared again… Grip on his knees grows tighter, Shoto’s chin resting atop of them.

He’s not scared. He’s not scared. He’s not scared—

❝ Katsuki? ❞ Shoto quietly voices, not looking away from the water. Appearing calm save for the tension in his shoulders, chest tightens uncomfortably, heart pounding in his ears, ❝ Do you like being my friend? ❞

He’s not scared.

❝ …. Would you ever stop liking me? ❞ Like Shoto’s mom did.

He’s not. - ( *SHOVES* )

we’re not friends. / unprompted.

∟ katsuki has no friends. he decided at a very young age that no one who wasn’t as strong as him could be his friend. something he was very happy with, actually! it cut out a bunch of extras who bothered him from his life, so he was quite okay with that. that was, until, he met shoto. shoto todoroki, son of the number two hero endeavor. or, as this mean five year old liked to call him, halfie. because of the stripe down his hair. it was very clever. 

∟ the little bastard would adamantly call them friends, despite katsuki very much not agreeing. even so, katsuki still sat near him when he was doing something. he still stood by when shoto came over, he still ... existed near shoto, which was more than some kids could say. katsuki claimed he didn’t like shoto. he was too loud, too energetic, asked too many questions. and he was so dang blunt with some of his statements, katsuki’s surprised he didn’t kick his ass immediately. 

∟ but then, one day ... it didn’t fade, necessarily, but it did halt. one day, shoto showed up with bandages over one of his eyes. shoto never told. katsuki never asked. the bandages soon went away, replaced with a nasty scar over shoto’s eye. katsuki still never asked. shoto still never told.

∟ katsuki sat next to shoto, saying nothing. he fidgeted with the rocks at the bottom of the shallow river. he isn’t bored, a bored katsuki is a much more dangerous katsuki. he would be pretty okay with just sitting by shoto in silence. then the other speaks, and katsuki’s turns his head to look at him. he notes the tense shoulders, something his own mother has when she’s overworked herself. at the first question, he opens his mouth. to say what he always says; that they’re not friends.

∟ but shoto’s second question comes, and he stops himself. why? he doesn’t know. but he can’t bring himself his usual spiel, try as he might. 

∟ “ ... no. ” the word is whispered so quietly, he wonders if shoto heard him at all. “ you’re the ... the least annoying extra i know. ” he grumbles, rubbing the back of his neck. “ you’re fine to be around, i guess. ”

@applesdrowned​      touch a gentle touch like rubbing their back, hugging them, holding their hand.