#bnhaactorau

Mini comic: Villain!Actor!Deku for the series My Hero Academia Actorverse

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST AU

I would do it myself, but I'm not that confident :c

Giving Point ACT I P2 : Truth In Omission art assets. This is an AO3 fic that is an Actor AU for BNHA. All assets posted to this blog are courtesy of @kraeyola

Do not repost/reuse any & all art for this series without permission (this INCLUDES NFTs/AI). Thank you

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Shouto stares at him with an unusually intense amount of focus.

The moment passes.

Izuku fidgets.

The fleeting thought that Shouto might be mad at him flashes through his head in neon. He tries to shut it down. That’s unlikely. Unreasonable, even. He hasn't done anything to make Shouto mad. Not recently, at least (excluding the fan backlash). Besides, Shouto is the type to confront when he detects a problem; beating around the bush like this isn’t his style.

After a while, Shouto finally sighs. He sets his shoes down and takes the empty spot.

The mattress dips under his added weight. Despite Shouto’s relaxed posture, he’s still tense. From the slight line across his brows to the way his hands are curled against his knees—it’s like he wants to say something, but hasn’t worked up the words.

It’s not until he folds his hands together in his lap does he finally speak.

“It’s about you.”

Giving Point ACT I: Truth In Omission assets. This is an AO3 fic that is an Actor AU for BNHA. All assets posted to this blog are courtesy of @kraeyola

Do not repost/reuse any & all art for this series without permission (this INCLUDES NFTs/AI). Thank you

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Chapter excerpt:

“Can I ask you one last question?” 

Izuku doesn’t move his head from where it’s facing forward, but he does shift his eyes to look at Charlie 

“What’s the question?” 

Charlie takes her time. Almost like she’s bracing herself for what she’s about to ask, which has a flare of worry fire through Izuku. He hangs his elbow off the backrest. Charlie’s dark blue eyes never leave the front of the church. Her black-painted nails dig so hard into her palms, that he’s sure she’ll leave behind crescent moon grooves. 

She blinks twice. Chin angled down as she looks at her fingers. Brushing them against each other in a soft manner.