#kaminari analysis

[cherrycloy]

Shoto talking about how his mother was bought from her family and forced into a marriage to produce children until endeavour found his "masterpiece", was directly laid over mineta and kaminari oggling various women and coming up with their objectifying plan of forcing the girls to wear the cheerleading uniforms.

No one ever said that horikoshi was subtle but this is a whole new level. It's so unsubtle I'm inclined to call it tasteless. Like I'm not gonna complain too much since it's probably the most meaningful callout they've received in the entire series but also what do you mean you directly compared two of the students' misogyny to endeavors and never followed up on it again?

[arrowheadedbitch]

I see a lot of Denki's training tends to be trying to get his limit higher when it's clear that his issue isn't how high his limit is, he can throw out 2 million volts before shorting out and still has a tendency to short out on the first use of his quirk, he clearly needs help controlling his power after reaching a certain wattage. It's so clear to me that his issue is that once he reaches a certain level, I'd put it a 100-150 watts, maybe less, since he's so very good at charging devices without shorting out most of the time, once he reaches that level he has trouble stopping and ends up pouring all of his energy out instead of stopping before he shorts out. What he really needs isn't a higher breaking point, it's to learn how to stop earlier. I think a good way to do this would be to give him a device to read his wattage/amps/whatever the hell measurement he uses and have him pick a number higher than the point he has trouble stopping, like 500 per say, and just keep trying to stop at exactly 500 until he learns how to stop, THEN work on getting his limit higher once he can reliably stop each time. But, this detail goes widely unnoticed as far as I can tell and I feel like that could represent the gap in teaching kids with ADHD, someone sees you have an issue but guesses on the actual cause and now their trying to fix it all wrong and there's nothing you can do about it because you're a child who doesn't know any better. Kaminari is such a good allegory for what it's like to have adhd at every turn and I love him for that but also I hate him for that, stop being so real, kid

[dinersaturn]

Khrome is going so far trying to recreate the feeling he had with Jaxon.

He was the strongest then Jaxon came along and gave him a dose or reality but not in a cruel way. He never looked down on him or gloated. It was refreshing. Khrome wanted to be like him. He drowned himself in training so he could try and match him.

He changes his training, forces himself to eat like him, exercises more, lots of PR, putting in work he really doesn’t need to.

Then Jaxon just left.

He disappeared.

Now he’s left not only wondering why but has no one to fill the void.

Until Jaxon Blader X comes along.

Now he finally feels like there’s someone worthy again.

However he’s still trapped in the past and can’t see past that. He wants to get closer to Blader X as well.

So he turns to a fan who thinks the world of him who is strong and has that same spark and basically coerces him to become HIS version of what he wants. I genuinely feel so bad for Ciel. He’s scared and confused. Khrome Ryugu is no longer a person who blades because he loves it or even exists for himself. He just wants a stand-in

He even tells him that he doesn’t need him. He just wants Blader Z.

It’s horrible. Ciel thought he finally made it to team Pendragon thanks to his hard work but it’s all because of Khrome’s obsession with Blader X. He can’t be himself but he feels bad for him, confused, indebted, obligated,even.

So Ciel will become Blader Z so he can surpass Blader X and then Jaxon.

Ciel hates Blader X and Jaxon because neither he or Khrome can exist as people who live for themselves until Khrome is satisfied.

Which will never happen.

[not-kamenx]

DO IT!!! DO IT FOR CIEL KAMINARI!!!! D O I T FOR SHIERU KAMINARI!!!!

I’ve gotten attached to Ciel if that wasn’t obvious

sorry for the lack of content (drawings and the fanfics I write or say I’m gonna write) AND REPLIES TO PEOPLE I’m taking care of my sick cat because life apparently wants me losing both of my pets in 2025 😭 I was GONNA try to be sunshine and rainbows around this time and be more social but. Welp.

being a Beyblade X fan is so unreal btw. what the hell do you mean this randomly popped up in my brain after I confidently counted on my fingers and proclaimed Robin and Jaxon had SIX letters instead of five? (Yes that happened. Only until after I counted Multi’s name I realized it was five letters.)

anyways yeah that’s to sum up what’s been happening before tomorrow’s episode drops and I explode once again

OH YEAH btw some more things ab the Mario and Beyblade X silly AU me n my friend thought of. They said I could share the memes and stuff so the top two ones are my favorites

I drew the bottom drawing a while ago because I couldn’t think of anything to draw

Multi cannot run for her life anymore after beating the entire world in one go with Chrome just speeding through the levels as fast as he can

MEANWHILE Ekusu is just chilling thinking about the sushi Sigrid is gonna make with him once she wakes up from a nap (she too got yeeted into the castle, that’s why Multi’s going)

I like to imagine Ekusu is just wearing the entire like upper half of Peach’s dress (and the crown) but like, he’s wearing his normal attire on the rest. Poofy sleeved pink shirt but normal shorts underneath and the leggings and shoes so it clashes horribly and screams Ekusu fashion because did you SEE what he picked out in Popularity Production 😭 the creators gave Ekusu OP skills but styling himself is not one of them

[my-rewrite-academia]

Quirk Analysis #2

This will analyse and deconstruct the quirks of Denki, Ochako, and Momo

Kaminari Denki:

Denki generates electricity, as in canon. He captures and converts his body's wasted energy into electricity, along with his heart. The heart automatically generates electrical currents as ions cross through cell membranes, but his heart produces far more. As opposed to 60-100 times per minute, his heart produces an electrical stimulus about 500-750 per minute. 

Of course, this is incredibly bad for normal people, but his anatomy allows and thrives off of it. If it goes lower than 500, there is a chance his heart will stop.

The further his electricity travels, the more it disperses and weakens. To combat this, Izuku suggests using a metal weapon, such as a tonfa or baton, to coat it in electricity, helping him with both his accuracy and general output.

From experimenting, they find out he can use up to 1.3 million volts, (same as USJ canon), before he short circuits, though he only really needs about 50 to knock someone out.

He's recommended to learn hand-to-hand combat, from which he can shock his opponents with low bursts of electricity, and to learn combat with metal weaponry. He also adds a water gun, which he can infuse with water to target more accurately from a distance, until he can do it without it.

Izuku has him eat more electrically-charged fruits, such as tamarind and lemons, and to use his electricity to do more than shock. To burn.

Uraraka Ochako:

Her quirk does not affect gravity. It doesn't nullify or manipulate it. After all, nullifying gravity is not the only force in action. If she only nullified gravity on Izuku's body when he fell, he would have continued to fall as the momentum would still exist. Additionally, she would not have been able to get an infinity in the ball throw, as the air resistance would halt the ball's movements.

Gravity is the curving of spacetime by all the objects in it, combined with the "geodesic" (straight) motions of those objects through the spacetime. To put it into perspective: if you place a ball on the top of a hill, it would appear to you as rolling down a curvature. However, to the ball, it is simply moving straight across the ground. 

It could be reducing mass, but that wouldn't explain why objects floated, as they would still be heavier than air. If it were lighter than air, it would shoot straight up into space. 

The only explanation is that she is accelerating the force whatever she touches. Whether it be to stop Izuku from falling, or to throw a ball into space. However, this isn't enough to explain why Izuku didn't die from falling, as the force change would be too hard on his body, buff or not.

Along with accelerating force, she is using telekinesis to reinforce the objects as well. The telekinesis is how she can accelerate them as though the mass is less. In other words, as opposed to gravity negation or even mass reduction, her quirk is telekinetic acceleration.

In other words, she could theoretically increase or decrease the force of any object she interacts with, meaning, if we still want to go by gravitational terms, she could significantly increase the gravity on a person or object. This would also mean that she doesn’t necessarily have a weight limit, just a force limit.

Yaoyorozu Momo:

Momo does not produce items from her lipids or fat, which is proven by a small experiment. Before the experiment, her weight is 53 kg/116.84 lb, which is just under average for her height. Izuku had her produce the heaviest item she could, and weighed her afterwards. 53 kg/116.84 lb. Then they had her do a mukbang, basically, where she would eat as much as she could. 53kg/116.84 lb. 

As opposed to using her fats or lipids, she's in actuality creating items using the energy generated from digesting food. This is why she does not gain nor lose weight. She isn't limited by her fat or lipids, she is limited by both her metabolism and how much she has eaten before a fight. 

In the same vein, this means she takes longer to regain energy to use her quirk. As high as her metabolism is, it still takes time for food to properly digest. 

In order to strengthen her quirk, she has to eat more whenever she gets the chance. Banana, oily fish, eggs, foods that give the most energy.

Finally, she just has to continue studying, as her quirk highly relies on her intelligence.

[deusvervewrites]

So it just occurred to me that I don't think I've come across any MHA stories where Kaminari has had anyone suggest that he use his Quirk in ways similar to how Mikoto Misaka (from A Certain Magical Index and the various spin-offs) uses her electro-kinetic psychic powers that he should be able to.

To be fair I'm not sure how doable it would be for Kaminari, since it seems to be instinctive fine control in the stuff I've seen Misaka do in the manga and anime. I guess it just feels like something Izuku or Yaoyorozu would bring up in those stories where he has a substantial amount of interaction with either one or both of them.

I'm largely unfamiliar with Certain Magical Index but I happen to know that one such spinoff is called Certain Magical Railgun so I can take a shot in the dark about what you're suggesting here, and I have seen things where Kaminari upgrades to some level of magnetic control which would allow him to be a human railgun

[yourultraarchive]

My Hero Academia: Ultra Analysis

Kaminari Denki (x)

[myheroanalysis]

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[masochistkatsuki]

Team Player - How to Fuck Mina 101

Pt One ← Pt Two → Masterlist

After taking on Mina's challenge of fucking everyone in your friend group, (and getting caugh up with her) you strategically go for the easiest ones first once finally in the club.

Eijirou Kirishima is flustered easily, especially under the bright bar lights. Too sweet for his own good, in an attempt to find the plot again, you show him how Mina likes it.

Although an hour late, the entire group was together, dressed head to toe in the cutest outfits they'd been waiting to wear. Well, mainly the girls, the guys were just worrying about making sure Katsuki didn't start a fight with anyone.

The moment of truth.. After you gave the group a pep talk, giving them a rundown of all the tips and tricks to lie better. It was kinda scary. You walked up without further hesitation, oddly enough, all the training you'd done was useful for things like sneaking into clubs underage.

Thanks to your confidence, the others' slight uneasiness didn't seem to go noticed. You were in. "Holy shit ! You're scary, (Nickname)”

"Oh shut up" You pushed Kaminaris head out of your space, going right to the bar with Jirou. "I got us in, now enjoy it. Maybe pay me back" You smirked while looking over the strongest and most expensive options containing vodka.

"Well.." Denki looked around, praying the others would end what he started. He was the unemployed friend, surely you guys wouldn't make him pay again..?

"Yeah! Drinks on Denki !" Mina cheered, joining you and Jirou at the barstools. You all held back laughter, the girls turning red. It's been an inside joke to see how long you could make Kaminari pay before totally went broke. Cruel ? Yea. But you still paid your fair share.

Third Year work studies were a different type of exhausting, especially if you qualified to work a job on off days. So it's been a minute since everyone got to catch up, and it was definitely needed.

You listened carefully, cat-like in your analysis. Your plan was to knock Kirishima out of the way, so by the time you were done fucking everyone else, they'd completely ease into their relationship.

You looked back at Mina one last time, asking for permission to actually go at her man. Of course, all you got was a mischievous grin and thumbs up. Fine.

‘This one is for Mina and me in the first year..’

Throughout the night, you got closer and closer to Eijirou. He wasn't drinking tonight. Usually he would, whilst Bakugou drove. But for mysterious reasons, Katsuki decided he was drinking tonight.

It wasn't bad, though. You could make advances on him without any intoxication messing with his head. You drank a bit at first, letting a small buzz take you in. It wasn't nearly where you wanted to be, but now that you knew you could get into places, you just held hope for next time.

You used the impression of you being more intoxicated to test the waters with Eijirou. 'Sorry, Ei! I know this is kinda crazy..’

It was you two alone, against one of the back walls. "Dancing isn't as fun when you're sober" He laughed awkwardly. Usually you'd disagree, finding fun in anything. But even you weren't tipsy enough to look at the wave of sweaty bodies and think joining in was a good idea.

"Yea." You rubbed at your neck. "Well, we don't have to just sit and watch, y'know Kacchan will beat anyone who messes with our girls."

He sighed. "Yea. fuck hope Sero and Kaminari are taking care of him." He leaned more comfortably against the wall.

Here's your chance. "Don't worry, Ei. You know they'll be fine." You linked your arm in his, intertwining your fingers with his. "We don't have to stay here." 'Hes inexperienced, and pent up.’ You were right. He got going real easy.

He seemed shocked, but didnt pull away. Eijirou Kirishima leaned into your touch a bit, his ironically brick colored eyes looking down into yours.. "But Mina."

You sighed, matching his energy tenfold. Your body weight was almost completely against his. To him, it probably felt like fluffy pillow hugging him, but that wasn't the point right now. "Trust me, this is because of, and for, Mina.”

You felt his arm harden slightly, one of the biggest giveaways he was using his quirk to keep it in his pants. You're getting there. He was curious, and clearly not against it. Just in his classic manly way, he wanted to make sure no girls were getting hurt.

But before he could question further-- "Hey guys." Katsuki broke them out of their small personal world sternly. 'Fuck.. He's totally pissed.!" He looked in-between the two, clearly in a mushy position. "Our tables ready."

You probably shouldn't have been surprised. Bakugou never commented or cared for whatever romantic or sexual fling was happening, friend group or not. Still, the fact the pairing didn't surprise him at all was odd.

You thought that, until : While walking to your table, you saw Katsuki give Kirishima a small nod. Oh. This was definitely going to be interrogated out of Kirishima later.

Bright flashing lights, radio station hits with bass that shake the floor, cheap perfume and alcohol mixing together as one smell, the group of seven "22" year olds were appreciating it all.

It should be the best night of their third year! They finally convinced Momo to make them fake IDs, (Thank you Jirou) but even so, there was an unmistakable tension.

Mina and you were always up to something, but this time the vague references and overall suspicious demeanor was setting everyone off more than usual. There was definitely something going on with you two.

This was only solidified when you actually got a booth and sat down. You'd been on about an half hour wait-list, pre gaming at the bar. In that time, you and Mina had already set the tone.

How things usually went when the guys and girls got drunk together, was the go-to pairings :

Kirishima and Mina (Obviously)

Sero and Jirou bullying Kaminari

You and Katsuki

The pairs of two usually had some sort of tension, and it was an obvious sign of intimate stuff. It was an ongoing thing to "cock block" the others who were talking, even if they were talking normally. Its funniest when you tell Katsuki you cockblocked him and lzuku. You just need to run fast enough.

Now at the booth, it was time to finally dial up the heat. You were closest to the wall, Kirishima on your right. Next to him was Jirou. On the other side, you had Mina across from you, and going to your right, was Katsuki, Denki, and Sero.

Jirou was observant, but she wasn't going to freak out over any under the table flirting. She��d definitely just ignore it. The boys who are more.. Never let the group chat forget this happened, thankfully on the other side observing Katsuki and Mina.

A few minutes in, you threw your leg over Eijirous, linking them together. He looked at you, eyes wide. Like a deer caught in the headlights of a car. It was totally wrong, but you thought the dazed look in his eyes was priceless.

He looked away after noticing the look in your eyes, opting to use his larger hand to pull your thigh further up his. Kirishima, despite being awkward and clumsy, was really fucking hot sometimes. Throughout the night, he kept that hand on your thigh.

Even when he drove everyone back to Seros, you calling shotgun next to him. His arm resting on your seat while looking out to back up, his eyes on yours in the mirror, and fuck how he sqoze your thigh harder during turns. You were definitely ready to start.

"Kirishima.." You sighed. You were getting nowhere. The issue was, you totally had a preference, and it was obvious. It was hard for people, especially men who were more sexually weak to break against the dynamic you'd set. "Two bottoms don't make a top, Mina loves herself a bitch boy every now and then but you'll need to take initiative." You huffed. It was almost annoying how perfect he was being.

He whimpered against your lips, his lower body lightly humping against Seros spare mattress. "S.sorry." He apologized, but most importantly, listened. He suddenly slipped two fingers in, and lapped his tongue around your clit.

"Fuck, Eijirou." You gripped his hair, pulling him in closer. "That's good. Mina likes when you start around the clit and focus in as she gets closer.!"

He hummed, seeming genuinely in awe. He was already totally whipped for pussy. "Like this ?" He took a break in, and flicked his tongue in a precise circle. When you gasped, he took the second to lightly pace his fingers in and out.

Your cheeks lifted up in a big grin. "You're doing amazing, Eijirou ! Similar to the clit, Mina enjoys when her g spot is just barely touched until the last moment. Make it a waiting game as long as possible."

Despite keeping your mind focused on the bigger picture, your body was getting heavier and hotter.

Midriff down, it felt as if a hot, damn towel was placed over your body.

Eijirou kept his fingers going, getting faster and faster every time he went in and out. His tongue kept getting closer and closer to where it was going to feel unbearably the best. "I think I understand.. now.. wanna make you come how you like it.." His head lifted up, unintentionally edging you. Oh, sweet Kiri. You definitely understand. You didn't have the heart to tell him, though.

You wondered about not what would only make you feel best, but what would be the hottest for a virgin and surprise for Mina. Though, your best idea did happen to be one of your favorites. "Kirishima, you're strong, right?”

His eyes widened, and a stark innocence shined. "Super strong ! I can do anything !!" You smiled and patted at his hair. He was being so good, how could you not?

"You're perfect, Eijirou." You leaned in, brushing your lips against the shell of his ear. "I think I have everything planned out now, you just need to tell me if it's too much."

So that's how you ended up here. In the process of getting your best friend to fuck your other best friend, you had your legs spread out, hips sat heavy on Eijirou's mouth. You weren't sure if this was too much to start with at first, but it seemed to do the trick.

This definitely got Kirishima to take initiative, with the way his hands gripped at your ass and kept everything spread for him. The way he rocked you against his face, making you ride his tongue. He kept thrusting it in, mimicking the way you told him to tease before directly attacking. Fuck, hes a fast learner.

Your hands were tangled in his hair again, and you felt comfortable moving yourself against his face after some convincing (begging). Heat was surging back through you, and every hump made the weight drop deeper and heavier in your lower abdomen. "Kiri.. fuck.. I think I'm gonna.."

In a move you hadn't expected, Kirishima maneuvered his mouth to suck at your clit suddenly. It wasn't too harsh, but the perfect strength to send you flying over the edge. A hot wave seemed to rush through and out of you, squeezing your body in its path. He definitely passed this lesson..

You lifted yourself from his face, letting yourself take pleasure in watching him pant, breath shaky and higher pitched. His sweaty chest rose and fell, muscles unfairly taking up your entire focus. Freshman year you knew what was up.

"That.. was so good.. you're so good, " You leaned back on his lap, pleased when you felt how hard he was. He was fully there and past, his balls felt like they needed to come yesterday.

You looked up at him again, asking for permission. “Are you ready, Ei ?” In hindsight, it's funny how softly you asked. Because the way he fucked you when he finally got to put it in, was anything but. What can you say, though ? That's how Mina likes it.

Despite how good the stretch felt, and even though Kirishima had defied every idea you had of him, you dreaded how your legs would feel tomorrow. They were once again, spread as far as they could, perched up in the air while Kirishima’s strong form held you up while he bounced you against him.

"'Oh god.. fuck please."' his hips were snapping furiously into your soft spot, his eyes watering while he tightened his hands harder and harder around your smaller hips. Kirishima doesn't think he's ever felt this good.

"Please, my hand doesn't ever feel this good, this doesn't happen when i fuck into my pillow.. fuck please i need this." your thighs were pressed up between your body and his, your ankles and arms wrapped around his neck. he was fucking into you upright, gravity pulling your hips to naturally sit balls deep against his cock.

You smiled softly against his neck. He was so cute like this. He was fucking you like it was the end of the world, like he needed to break you in order to survive. But his eyes were so soft, voice so whimpery. Hands shaking, whining about how good you felt. “Go on, Kirishima. I already taught you how to put the condom on, so it's okay.”

His tip pushed roughly against your cervix, it was starting to feel overwhelming and you doubted you would come again after your last orgasm, but the loom on Kirishima's face when he got to cum after a night of teasing was worth it the sore legs the next week.

“Yes.. fuck.. thank you..” His hips stopped while deep in yours, and you felt the condom get noticeably warmer. His head fell into your chest, drool slightly dripping from his mouth onto your sternum.

“You did good, Kirishima. Now go man up to Mina and show her what you can do !” The previously fucked out and sleepy redhead shot up, his fist pumping through the air.

“Yea !! I'm going to show her how manly I am now !!” He rushed to pull his pants back on, but in the post dick daze you almost forgot something.

Just as he was about to exit, you stopped him. “Wait, by the way !” He looked back, expectantly. You held out a glass of water, with a lemon slice stuck into the rim. “Remember, Mina loves citrus after sex.”

a/n : sorry if this is choppy, i had trouble getting into this one so sections have been written at different times when i got random motivation . i may revamp it at some point, but i didnt want to beat around the bush

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[petalsonmoon]

to be loved and to be in love.

it's when tokoyami asks you about the little crow you keep hidden in your well vented dorm that you feel the heat that his arm exhale in the back of your chair.

now, the action itself its not a huge revelation to you nor does it take more than a few glances from your colleagues.

and you didn't need to look at him, you knew he was still talking to momo.

you had controlled the sentiment a bit by now so your heart wasn't picking up its speed as much as it used to but you were a hero in rising. you did notice that something was happening on the other part of the friendship.

well, katsuki knows you like him.

that was your resolution after the few reports you made to yourself when every action became too much this week. how can you come up with such a grand conclusion with only a week analysis, you ask.

when you like someone, you become too fucking aware of them.

the arm stayed there for the rest of the night. until momo gave us her good night and there was only kaminari and jirou talking at the end of the table. they weren't too far but so in their own world that if felt that way.

so, you lean back at the chair for the first time and his arm stayed there. it was so very there.

you take your fork steals an olive from his plate and eats it.

you were looking straight ahead but you could easily feel when finally you had his eyes attention on you.

"it's sunday,"

you had little control of came out of your mouth when you were with him. not in a sense you made a fool of yourself. you were just that comfortable with your thoughts being out of you when he was next to you. it was that easy.

he growled and looked ahead. in his language that meant "so?"

"you're supposed to be asleep in an hour if i'm correct."

no reaction from him.

sitting next to each other you could have access to the view below the table, you caught about 3 seconds of his shaking leg before it stopped.

alright then.

"you trained with kirishima today, didn't you?"

he grunts. "too easy."

"how long did you take?"

"a minute."

you look ahead and raise your eyebrows but they went down astonishingly fast. on purpose, of course. his eyes were on you again.

"the fuck you mean by that?" a bit raspy by his tone and not very loud. angry nonetheless. it made you bite a smile.

"i'm not sure i know what you're talking about."

"fucking watch me beat him in 40 seconds next time"

"oh! i'm sure you will." you smile.

"and murder you in the next 20."

you pout in response and he looks away. you bring the last olive of his plate to your mouth.

was he shaking his legs because he's anxious? not that he's not allowed to. you two were a bit close but not close enough for you to understand his afflictions.

you were only starting to learn how to read him. by the sidelines so he wouldn't know the reason behind the intention.

apparently you failed that part!

you wish you could help him though.

"is there a reason you're still up?" it came out as nonchalant as you wanted.

the clock on the wall dominated the silence for a few seconds before it happened. the hand on the back of your chair started to thread slightly to your back, so featherly and slow you could be imagining the feeling. until his fingertips reached the hem of your shirt.

you inhale and exhale. his fingers stopped and stayed. the skin to skin was barely there.

"is there anything else happening today?" you ask and it's kinda funny how both of you are looking to your empty plates.

he grunts again but with a chuckle leaking from it.

"fucking hope so."

you jolted for a millisecond when his finger started to gently move on the nape of your neck, then your body was completly at the mercy of that ligh movement.

"you'd expect a UA student from the hero course would have the balls to say how she feels"

you lost the grip in your heart and even though it was beating way faster than it was supposed to, you were still so very comfortable. because it was him.

"gave her a whole ass week... but apparently i overestimated the prick."

you turn your head to watch his profile. red eyes glistening.

"calling me out" you let out, a bit irritated you couldn’t contain the little smile on your face "when i caugh some anxious moviments under the table."

he turns to you and he was so close you were certain the clock stopped ticking.

"still doing it, aren't i?"

his mouth meets yours in a heartbeat. a kiss so angryly slow that made you lightheaded. he moves his tongue dominantly but when you got the chance to bite his underlip he growls deliciously into you and the hand on your neck rushes to your hair, deepening the kiss.

your hand flies to his neck, your fingers wanting to stay on his skin forever but when they make it to his blonde locks it feels like they were always meant to be there. you were drowning in him.

when he pulls back it takes probably 5 seconds for you to open your eyes. the red on his consumed by his pupils.

"is that why you let me eat the olives you leave for last this past week?"

"and your ass owns me for every one of them." his fingers were gently strocking your hair.

you nod and kiss the corner of his mouth. he closes his eyes and hums in response. you really hope he feels as safe with you as you feel with him.

"it's okay. i see it makes a difference when you’re taking a whole minute to defeat someone."

[brookaboo]

Surprise visit

Shōta Aizawa x fem!Reader

Authors note: I know if I give reader a quirk it might come off as an Oc but it’s for the plot so just ignore it 

Summary: the fem!reader with a healing quirk who works at a hospital and is married to Shōta Aizawa visits the class After finishing a long shift, with Eri, whom she treats like a daughter and it’s all fun and games until mineta says something causing the class to be protective and then mineta faces his worst nightmare an angry Aizawa 

warnings: mineta being mineta, language, protective class 1-A, angry Aizawa, Eri calls reader “mama” and aizawa “papa”

The halls of the hospital were still and sterile, the scent of antiseptic lingering in the air as you removed your gloves, exhaling softly. You had just finished your back-to-back shift, hours of healing Quirk-related injuries and the occasional oddity. Despite the fatigue in your bones, you felt content. You loved your job. Helping people with your healing Quirk—whether it was a broken rib or a quirk-gone-wrong malfunction—was your way of making the world a little better.

But what you loved even more than your work was your family. And today…you got off early.

You didn’t even change out of your uniform—soft pastel scrubs and your hair tied back with a few strands falling loose—before grabbing your phone and dialing Hizashi Yamada. Present Mic who had been watching Eri since offered to watch her because you had been working, and his day off lined up perfectly. The moment he heard your voice and your plan, he gave an enthusiastic “YEAHHHHH!” over the phone.

You laughed. “I’m on my way.”

By the time you reached U.A., Eri was holding your hand, skipping slightly, her other hand gripping a drawing that she was determined to give to her papa Aizawa

The front gates opened as the guards recognized you immediately, giving you a polite nod.

“Mama?” Eri tugged on your hand.

You smiled down at her. “Yeah, baby?”

She held up the drawing proudly. “Do you think Papa will cry when he sees this?”

You laughed softly, brushing her white hair back gently. “If not, I’ll poke him until he pretends to, okay?”

Eri giggled and nodded like it was the best plan she’d ever heard.

The moment you stepped into Class 1-A’s homeroom, all eyes turned toward you—and then lit up in recognition.

“Y/N-san!!” Ochaco grinned, rushing over to you with a wave.

“Miss Y/N!!” Kaminari beamed.

“Y/N!!”

Even Bakugo, in his gruff way, muttered a half-hearted, “’Bout time you showed up these extras where getting annoying” this only made you smirk at him affectionately.

“Hey guys,” you greeted, stepping inside, hand-in-hand with Eri, who was practically glowing as she bounced full of excitement to see the class“I finished my shift and thought I’d surprise the class and my husband.”

“Y/N’s here!” Mina squealed, running over as she shoved kirishima and kaminari out of her way to hug you. “Oh my gosh, how do you look this good after working all night?like I’m so jealous!”

“Girl magic,” you teased, pulling off your jacket. “And probably just a lot of caffeine and Eri’s cute face keeping me awake.”

“That’s facts,” Jirou grinned. “You seriously look like you just got back from a spa, not a hospital.”

While the girls surrounded you, gushing and chatting, the boys all came over to give Eri high-fives and ask about her drawing. You then called over Midoriya to tell him what you witnessed at the hospital and he was listening intently as you explained what you saw earlier—a patient with a quirk that caused their blood to crystallize outside his body.

“Crystallizing plasma,” he repeated, eyes sparkling. “Wow, I’ve never heard of something like that—thank you, Y/N-san! I’ll look into that for my analysis notes.”

“No problem,” you smiled. “Just don’t become to obsessed like usual”

Midoriya blushed. “O-Of course not!”

“Is that my angel I hear?”

You turned—and there he was. Aizawa stood in the doorway, tired eyes warming as they landed on you and Eri.

“Papa!!” Eri squealed and ran straight into his arms.

He squared down and caught her with ease, his usually cool expression melting as he spun her around hearing her laugh and then he sat her down and she showed him her drawing.

“She drew all of you,” you said, walking over to wrap your arms around your husband from the side. “Even Bakugo. He’s growling in the corner.”

“Tch,” Bakugo huffed from the back. “She should’ve drawn me blowing something up.”

“You were,” Eri said matter-of-factly. “You were yelling too.”

“That sounds right,” Aizawa muttered, kissing your temple. “Thanks for the surprise. This is…nice.”

It was a rare moment to see him relaxed, especially in front of the class. You all spent the next thirty minutes laughing, joking, and just being a family. You played cards with the girls, teased Bakugo about being secretly sweet, and answered a few of Iida’s serious questions about healthcare and quirk safety.

And then—he ruined it.

“So like…” Mineta drawled, looking you up and down with a sleazy grin, “how is it even legal for someone with a hot body like that to be a nurse? Isn’t that a distraction to all the patients?”

Silence.

The air in the room dropped.

Dead silence.

Eri blinked up at you, confused. The girls had already shifted, forming a protective wall in front of her like it was instinctual. Sero, Kirishima, Tokoyami, and Shoji all looked absolutely furious. Midoriya’s jaw clenched.

And then…a quiet, terrifying voice from behind Mineta said:

“Mineta.”

Aizawa’s voice.

Mineta turned slowly—only to see Aizawa standing at the front of the class, scarf already uncoiling from his neck like a predator ready to strike. His eyes gleamed red.

“I think you should run,” Ojiro said, in a warning tone as he looked at Aizawa 

Panicking, Mineta turned to bolt for the door.

But standing there—blocking the only exit—was Bakugo and Todoroki, arms crossed, glaring with synchronized menace.

“Where do you think you’re goin’ dumbass?” Bakugo snarled. “You think you get to say crap like that about Y/N and run?”

“Extremely disrespectful,” Todoroki added coldly. “And in front of Eri, no less.”

Mineta stammered, stepping back.

Iida strode forward next, adjusting his glasses. “Making an inappropriate comments about any woman is unacceptable—but especially a married one, and especially in front of a child!”

Shoji extended a limb, which turned into a mouth and whispered directly in Mineta’s ear, “You’ve made a grave mistake.”

Then the scarf flew forward—shwip—and Mineta was instantly restrained, dangling upside down in Aizawa’s grasp.

“Y/N,” Aizawa said without looking at you, “I’ll take out the trash. Be right back.”

But before he could go mineta looked with a pleading look over to his only friend Denki who raised his hands almost to say he is innocent as he said “You really did this to yourself, dude. I can’t even defend you.”

As Aizawa left with Mineta struggling and squirming, you chuckled, hands on your hips.

“Aizawa, honey,” you called, smirking. “Don’t be too hard on him.”

Your husband didn’t even pause. “Oh, he’ll be fine.”

The door slammed behind him.

The class broke into relieved laughter.

You returned to Eri and spent the rest of the afternoon playing with her, braiding her hair as the girls fawned over how cute the two of you were. The boys kept asking you about weird hospital stories, while Bakugo mumbled something about how you should come around more often “’cause it’s not as annoying when you’re here.”

“You love me, Bakugo,” you teased.

“Shut it, woman.”

You winked. “You’re lucky I’m not your real mom or I’d post all of your baby pictures.”

He went crimson and stormed off.

You just laughed, content, surrounded by the people who had become your second family.

And when Aizawa came back, calm again, he walked up behind you, wrapped his arms around your waist, and whispered, “Let’s go home soon.”

You leaned back into him.

“Yeah,” you said softly. “Let’s go home.”

[zuzu-tries-to-write]

You write so well 🥲 can I ask for a short lil writing with Izuku, Bakugo, denki and Kirishima where there is a new student but the moment she enters they’re like star struck from how pretty she is so it’s like love at first sight? Just like anything sweet haha thanks!!

That’s SUCH a cute idea!!! Here it is it was so fun writing it, hope you like it.

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Katsuki Bakugo

“Tch. Dunces, the lot of you.”

Bakugo was leaning back in his chair, arms crossed, eyes shut, doing his usual “I’m too cool to care” routine while the class buzzed around him.

Then the door clicked open.

He cracked one eye open.

And froze.

She stepped inside like she didn’t even realize she’d just ruined his entire world. Hair shining, uniform crisp, the kind of soft expression that made his stomach do something annoying.

His eye twitched.

Nope. No. Absolutely not.

But his gaze didn’t move. He couldn’t look away. When she smiled politely at the class, something inside his chest squeezed uncomfortably.

“What the hell is this?” he muttered under his breath, scowling.

She looked in his direction. He immediately looked away, jaw tightening.

But the tips of his ears turned very red.

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Izuku Midoriya

He was scribbling in his notebook, deep in analysis over a new move he saw All Might use years ago. Class hadn’t even started yet, but Izuku was already muttering theories under his breath.

Then he heard the door open.

He didn’t even look up at first—just another student, probably. But then the room went quiet. Too quiet. That’s when he glanced up.

And his pen slipped from his hand.

There she stood—new, unfamiliar, breathtaking. Her eyes scanned the classroom nervously, and Izuku swore everything slowed down. His heart pounded as his cheeks flushed bright red.

W-Who is she? His brain tried to activate but failed. He watched as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and offered a shy smile to the class. It knocked the air out of his lungs.

When their eyes briefly met, he shot up from his chair so fast it squeaked.

“I—uh—Welcome to Class 1-A!” he stammered, voice cracking mid-sentence. “I’m Midoriya! I mean—I’m Izuku! Midoriya Izuku. I mean—Welcome!!”

She smiled.

He died (in a good way).

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Denki Kaminari

“Bro, I’m telling you, she’s gonna walk in and fall in love with me instantly. New girl always does.”

“Denki, that’s literally never happened,” Sero deadpanned.

Denki grinned, leaning back on two legs of his chair like he was in a movie.

Then the door opened.

His chair slammed back to the floor as he stood in one dramatic motion.

“Holy—” he whispered, jaw dropping.

She was glowing. Not like, actually glowing—but was she glowing?? Her eyes sparkled as she glanced around, a little shy, a little hopeful.

He felt his heart somersault.

“Yep. There it is. That’s the love of my life,” he said, still staring, dreamy smile spreading across his face. “I saw her for three seconds and I’m ready to give her my last pudding cup.”

Sero groaned. “You don’t even share those with me.”

“I’d give her everything,” Denki whispered.

Then she smiled, and he short-circuited a little.

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Eijiro Kirishima

He was mid-laugh, arm slung over Sero’s chair, telling a story about some sparring mishap when he noticed it—the vibe shift. The room went still, a breathless pause.

He turned toward the door—

And there she was.

Everything about her screamed soft, new, kind. She looked a little nervous, fingers playing with the edge of her sleeve, but her smile was the warmest thing he’d ever seen.

Whoa.

He stood up automatically, eyes wide, heart pounding with something unfamiliar—but so good.

She glanced his way.

He smiled—big, genuine, the kind that made people feel safe.

“Hey! Welcome! You’re gonna love it here!” he said, voice a little more excited than usual.

She smiled back, and he felt it in his soul.

He turned to Sero, still staring after her.

“I think I’m in love, man.”

Sero rolled his eyes. “You said that about the tea lady at lunch.”

“No, no,” Kirishima whispered. “This one’s different.”

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[ashthesalamipiece]

“So We’re Just Gonna Pretend That Didn’t Happen?”

Or: The Morning After Y/N’s Brain Went Rated R in HD

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The sun was shining. Birds were chirping. The UA dorm was peaceful.

Too peaceful.

Suspiciously peaceful.

Y/N strolled into the kitchen in fuzzy socks and a shirt that said “Unbothered. Hydrated. Inappropriate.”

The moment she entered, everyone fell silent.

Mina sipped her smoothie too fast and choked. Kaminari avoided eye contact like she was a tax collector. Momo looked like she had spent the night praying.

Iida actually stood up and saluted her.

Y/N blinked. “...Why do you all look like I committed war crimes?”

“You did,” Jirou said, deadpan.

“You said things,” added Uraraka, blushing furiously.

Y/N grinned. “What, I spoke truth. That movie scene was art. Michelangelo could never.”

“YOU CALLED HIM THE ‘BUFFET OF SIN’,” Kaminari yelled, dramatically flopping on the table.

“‘Marriott of Sin,’ actually,” she corrected. “Don’t misquote my genius.”

Bakugo entered the room, took one look at her, and immediately U-turned out.

“Ohhh no you don’t!” Y/N called after him. “You ran from the boat scene like it personally attacked you!”

“SHUT THE HELL UP!”

“He’s flustered,” Kirishima whispered.

“‘Flustered’ is generous. Man’s one more spicy scene away from spontaneously combusting.”

Aizawa entered mid-sentence, wearing sunglasses and carrying two coffees.

“If any of you say the word ‘buffet’ today, I’m deducting hero points.”

Y/N raised a hand. “Does it count if it’s in context—”

“NO.”

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Later That Day – In Class

Todoroki turned to Y/N quietly.

“…You said that if your partner doesn’t make you ‘reconsider religion’—what did that mean?”

Everyone around them stopped breathing.

Y/N turned slowly, sipped her water like it was tea, and said:

“It means, Shoto… that there’s a type of intimacy that feels like you got spiritually suplexed by an angel. And you ascend a little. Like… you see your ancestors clapping.”

Todoroki nodded seriously. “That sounds… intense.”

“It’s the goal, my guy.”

“Is that a normal expectation?”

“For me? Absolutely. If I’m not crying and making dolphin noises, what are we even doing?”

From behind them, Jirou whispered, “I need a therapist and a new school.”

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Lunch Time – Revenge Plots & Regrets

Bakugo finally confronted her while they were eating lunch.

“You just had to run your mouth, didn’t you?”

Y/N blinked innocently. “I run my mouth all the time. You’ll have to be more specific.”

“In front of everyone?! While the screen was still fogged up?!”

“Would you rather I waited until after the credits and did a full analysis?”

He glared. “If I ever hear the word ‘spine is decorative’ again—”

“Say it and I’ll Venmo you $5.”

“WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?!”

“I’m an agent of chaos with a subscription to bad decisions.”

Kirishima whispered to Denki, “Honestly, she’s terrifying.”

“...Lowkey kinda hot though?”

“DUDE.”

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Bonus: Present Mic found out later and just yelled,

“YEAHHHHH!! YOU’RE SPEAKING FROM THE HEART, BABY!”

Midnight has officially claimed Y/N as her “spirit child.”

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To be continued… if Class 1-A survives her mouth.

[not-kamenx]

Eyes

“You’ll never be enough for Chrome.”

don’t repost

life kicked me in the ass so I decided to draw Pendragon Jaxon in the Bake no Hana 2DMV style in Ciel’s perspective! I’m sorry Ciel Kaminari, I WILL end up buying an acrylic stand of you if I manage to convince my brother to buy you.

A little depressive rant below:

And about my cat. He was already too old is what the vet said, and his stomach was hurting a lot so my grandma and brother made the decision to put him down so he wouldn’t suffer anymore. Rest in peace my sweet little kitty, I love you a lot even if you’re not here with me.

Life sucks. Both my dog and cat were taken away from me in the same year, a month and four days apart from each other. But I like to think my dog took him so she wouldn’t be lonely anymore. Cried about it a lot, but life just goes on.

But what will I do, crying about it constantly? If anything I should’ve cried when they were still here and tell them how much I loved them. I’m glad they managed to come into my life. They’re the best pets I could’ve asked for and I wouldn’t trade the memories I made with them for anything else. I’m glad I ranted to them about my interests like Beyblade X and how I thought about each of the characters. I’m glad I was able to spoil them rotten and just laze around with them and live in the moment as relaxed as I could ever be.

This is just a reminder that if you’re struggling with the past, find something that can help you remember the positive times. Scroll through your photos, draw the scenes, write about your little adventures. Remember why you were so happy then, or feel like that weight you’ve been carrying felt so light. Have fun! Don’t stop living just because someone else has. They’d like for you to live on too.

[chiyuuchu]

Shoto’s for you page <3 (30th July 2024)

Shoto Todoroki x Reader

Prompt! The class tried to figure what a nonchalant boy like Shoto Todoroki would have on his tiktok for you page.

Class 1-A was abuzz with energy during a rare free period. As usual, the students found themselves immersed in various activities—some studying, others chatting, and a few engrossed in their phones. The topic of the day happened to be TikTok, as Mina proudly showed off the latest dance trend she had mastered.

"Deku, what's your FYP like?" Kaminari asked, lounging on his desk.

Midoriya blushed, rubbing the back of his head. "Oh, you know, mostly hero analysis videos, training tips, and a few cat videos."

Kirishima laughed. "Sounds about right. What about you, Bakugou?"

Bakugou scoffed, crossing his arms. "Explosions, fight scenes, and cooking hacks. Why does it matter?"

The class erupted in laughter, each person sharing snippets of their For You Pages, until the conversation naturally drifted towards the enigmatic Todoroki Shoto.

"Hey, Todoroki," Mina called out, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Do you have TikTok?"

Todoroki, who had been quietly reading a book, looked up with his usual calm demeanor. "Yes, I do."

The class fell silent for a moment, collectively stunned. Todoroki having TikTok seemed almost out of character for the stoic boy.

"Wait, really?" Jiro asked, incredulous. "What do you even watch on there?"

Todoroki shrugged. "Midoriya kept asking me to download it so he could send me videos. I thought it would be easier to just have the app."

This piqued everyone's curiosity. "So, what's your FYP like?" Kaminari asked, leaning forward eagerly.

Todoroki hesitated, an unusual expression crossing his face. "I'd rather not show."

The class exchanged puzzled looks. What could Todoroki, of all people, possibly have on his TikTok that he wouldn't want to share?

"Come on, Todoroki!" Mina pleaded. "We're all friends here. What are you hiding?"

But Todoroki remained firm. "No."

Suspicion and curiosity reached an all-time high. The students whispered among themselves, brainstorming ways to uncover Todoroki's mysterious FYP. Finally, Mina came up with a plan.

The next day, during another free period, Mina put her plan into action. She sent Todoroki a TikTok and approached him with a smile. "Hey, Todoroki, can you open your phone and check the TikTok I just sent you? I think you'll find it interesting."

Todoroki, unsuspecting, nodded and pulled out his phone. As soon as he opened the app, Mina lunged, snatching the phone from his hands.

"Mina, what are you—" Todoroki started, but it was too late. The entire class gathered around as Mina began scrolling through his For You Page.

The room fell into a stunned silence as the truth was revealed. Todoroki's FYP was filled with TikTok edits of Y/N. Clips of her during training, random shots of her around campus, and even some candid moments where she was just being herself—all meticulously edited with effects, music, and transitions.

“No way!” Kaminari wheezed as he took the phone from Mina. “Let’s check his favorites!” he said with a smirk.

And behold.. an edit of Y/n way back from the sports festival with an incredibly great velocity transition to the song ‘One Of The Girls’. And it was in fact very interesting.

“It’s not what it looks like—!” Todoroki pleaded in embarrassment.

The class, however, erupted into a mix of laughter and teasing.

"Well, well, well," Kaminari smirked. "Looks like someone has a crush!" he sing-songs as he swipes on the next favorite which happened to be an edit of Y/n playing the electric guitar during the school festival performance with the background music being ‘Heartbeat’ by Childish Gambino. The edit was indeed also very alluring with its flashing velocity and dim filter.

Kirishima clapped Todoroki on the back. "Didn't know you had it in you, man."

Even Bakugou couldn't help but chuckle. "You're more of a sap than I thought, Icy Hot."

“Don’t worry! We won’t tell Y/n.” Mina teases.

The class continued to tease Todoroki, but just then, the door opened and Y/N walked in, her eyes narrowing as she noticed the commotion.

“Tell me what?” she asked, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow.

The room fell silent, everyone exchanging nervous glances.

“Uh, nothing!” Mina said, trying to deflect. “Just… hero stuff.”

Y/N wasn’t convinced. “Hero stuff? Really?”

Midoriya, ever the peacemaker, tried to step in. “It’s just that, um, Todoroki’s TikTok FYP is… interesting.”

Y/N’s curiosity piqued, and she looked directly at Todoroki. “Interesting how?”

Todoroki took a deep breath, deciding it was time to come clean. "My FYP is full of edits of you, Y/N. I hope this isn’t weird and… I do very much admire you."

The class held their breath, waiting for Y/N’s reaction. She blinked, processing the information, before a small smile spread across her face.

“You… admire me?” she repeated softly.

Todoroki nodded, feeling a mix of vulnerability and relief. “Yes. I didn’t know how to tell you, but I guess now you know.”

Y/N’s smile widened, and she took a step closer to him. “You could have just told me, you know. I’ve been trying to get your attention for ages.”

The class collectively sighed with relief and joy, realizing that this was the moment they had been waiting for.

“So,” Kaminari said, breaking the tension, “are you two finally going to go out or what?”

Todoroki looked at Y/N, his eyes filled with newfound confidence.

Y/N laughed, nodding enthusiastically. “I’d love to, Shoto.”

The class cheered, clapping and whistling as the new couple shared a shy, but happy moment. And as the buzz of excitement filled the room, Todoroki couldn’t help but feel relieved. What had started as a mortifying ordeal had ended in the best way possible.

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Fic title: Soda bubbles and Snark

Okay, so @dcxdpdabbles has a small series called Mr. Flavour, and like this, it makes me think about it.

Izuku is a soda creator. Like soda as MHA know, it has changed since it was originally made. Izuku somehow gets the original recipe.

Either A) Reincarnation or B) Izuku somehow stumbles upon the OG recipe on a website.

Either way, Izuku makes soda and becomes extremely popular. But while Izuku's soda is incredibly popular he isn't. Izuku grows up with the usual bullshit on his end, and becomes very snarky as a result.

Just imagine Izuku at a little stand selling his homemade soda, a deadpan expression on his face as he works. And says the driest answer to anything they inquire about.

Now I think that this would be a cute little romance. So, who would go to a soda stall like this to befriend the owner who snarks at you 24/7?

My reaction WOULD be Kaminari, but I also like the idea of Monoma somehow. Like imagine Monoma goes to the stall one day for fun, somehow he and Izuku get into a snark off and from now on, there's a daily snark session.

Izuku's Quirk Analysis is noted by Monoma, who ends up being overheard talking about it by a teacher. I'd... go with... hmm... Power Loader. I don't think he gets enough attention. Additionally, I like to think he's a little bit of a shit, so he would hide Izuku for as long as possible, particularly from Aizawa.

All those fics where 1A gets notebooks about their Quirks from Izuku? Power Loader hands those out, telling no one. Aizawa, very interested, tries to find out who it was. He never finds out.

Pairings: MonoDeku. Power Loader/Aizawa