no one:

my brain: what if mango coconut but like. an izuku perspective.

not a retelling in izuku’s pov, no. im thinking further back in the timeline. they’re younger, maybe not even together yet. less “i miss you and i don’t know what to do about it” and more “we’re already close but i’m greedy and i want more and i don’t know how to make you see me”

they fall asleep in the common room watching a movie w/ their friends. izuku wakes up w/ his face pressed against todoroki’s head. ‘mangos’, he thinks. todoroki’s so /close/ and he smells like mangos. izuku may not have him, but he can have this. an arm gone numb from +

the weight of his friend, a heart fit to burst from the feeling of soft hair beneath his cheek—a sign that he’s /trusted/, that he’s a safe place to land—and, bizarrely, fittingly, the smell of mangos. he shouldn’t ask for more. he shouldn’t.

he still wants to.

or something like that gngbfvg IDK!!

this is mango coconut btw (a dumb title yes but i like it.)
https://twitter.com/unreeemarkable/status/1357014660898291714?s=21 https://twitter.com/unreeemarkable/status/1357014660898291714