Jul 21, 2025
DEKUJIROU AWAKEN. I BRING SUSTENANCE.
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DEKUJIROU AWAKEN. I BRING SUSTENANCE.
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my favorite take on dekujirou (my take) is theyre doing that thing where they're both completely convinced the other is the opposite gender so jirou thinks midoriya's a girl (femme cis guy) and he thinks she's a boy (masc cis girl) and neither of them think to correct each other or even clarify. by the time they figure it out its been a YEAR but it takes even LONGER because they're STILL confused ("I've never called her my girlfriend because I don't want to scare her away!") ("I can't call him my boyfriend yet because what if I've been completely misreading him?!") ("Has she been calling me her boyfriend because she's in the closet??? Was her middle school THAT bad???") ("DOES HE KNOW SOMETHING I DON'T???????????").
basically,
Kyouka watched as Midoriya bent over the stall's counter a bit to aim properly at the target.
"I think... Maybe...There..." Midoriya mumbled under her breath a mile a minute, before firing the cork gun.
It missed completely.
"Ah, damn..." Midoriya sighed. "I-I guess I get two more shots, but..."
"Here, I'll hold you steady." Kyouka offered, walking up behind Midoriya and steadying the taller girl by holding onto her hips. "You just focus on the target."
Izuku tensed up as Jirou grabbed him by the hips. Was the other boy so unaware as to how this looked?! In PUBLIC?! "S-s-sure, thing, um, Jirou-san..." Izuku blushed furiously. Not daring to look back, but simultaneously unable to focus, Izuku's second cork went completely wild and hit one of the prizes instead of the target.
"Watch it, kid." The stall runner huffed.
"S-Sorry..." Izuku paled. He had to clear his head. Giving a mental apology to Jirou-san, he leaned even further forward onto the counter, until he was pressing against Jirou-san's waist. With the wood of the stall grounding him and Jirou-san's suddenly tighter grip on his hips, he felt perfect acuity and lined up his shot.
Meanwhile, as Kyouka watched Midoriya push against Kyouka as she took aim again, several different things in her brain began to fire off at once. With the sudden clarity of how this all looked, Kyouka's grip inadvertently tightened on Midoriya and she began to actively blush.
The third cork flew, and it hit the bullseye.
"I did it!" Izuku cheered as he was given the prize he had hit with his stray shot - a horribly deformed plushie of Miruko.
"G-Good job..." Jirou-san flushed.
dekujiro
send me a ship and I’ll tell you who:
shops for groceries: The both like to and they do so together.
kills the spiders: Jiro mainly kills them or sets them free.
comes home drunk at 3am: Izuku, poor boy can't hold his liquor well.
makes breakfast: The both can but Izuku enjoys it more.
remembers to feed the fish: Jirou
decorates the apartment: They both do
initiates duets: Jirou
falls asleep first: Can be either one of them.
I had this idea for a story/ask blog following the midoriya household. Specifically, the household of Kyoka Jirou and Izuku Midoriya, and their 4+ kids(Eri included). Occasional cameos featuring:
Katsuki x Ibara, and their daughter.
Shoto x Tsu, and their son and daughter.
Denki x Momo, and their sons.
The only problem is that my art sucks. It sucks eggs.
So, while you could technically ask these characters questions, don't expect much more than a reply.
I'll make another post about their kids soon.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
City Song
“Kyouka.”
The way he said her name always made a blush rise to her cheeks. He said her name like it was something sacred, something to be cherished.
She had always thought that would stop, would disappear the longer they were together yet it never did. He still said it like the first time he had been given permission to do so—like it was music he never wanted to let go of.
“Hm?” she asked, turning her gaze on her husband.
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Kyouka has been hiding something but Izuku already knows.
I will take any and all crumbs for this ship.
That moment when you GF has to regulate lte a crowd of people trying to thank you so you can have a breakdown in peace.
