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so real

how many aura points do i lose if i want to shift to fnaf

i think you gain aura points actually... you gotta have the balls to want to shift to fnaf (i say this as if i didn't make afton family ocs when i was younger cough. i am not qualified to pass judgement.)

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anything to yap abt my drs

Katsuki Bakugo (mha dr)

Shikamaru Nara (Naruto Dr)

Tetsuroo Kuroo (Haikyuu dr)

Koutaro Bokuto (2nd Haikyuu dr)

Maybe Rin Itoshi, haven't decided yet (Bllk dr)

Zanka Nijik (gachiakuta dr)

Davin Randhyde (cyberpunk Dr; I made him up)

Sebastian Sallow (Hogwarts Dr)

Davin Rangapuri (Bridgerton dr; still made up)

Davin Rangapuri (a Dr from an old story I wrote that I scrapped)

shifters please tell me who’s your s/o if you want. ㅤ♡ my heart fills with joy every time i read of shifters rambling about their significant other.

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Scripting my friend group into my haikyuu dr cuz they're silly and annoying and love them so much

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this but my bllk dr

this is too real i fear..

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Manifested my vet school acceptance so hard that I can't even doubt the fact that I'm gonna get in

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many emotional graduation TikToks later and I'm ugly crying coming to the inevitable realisation

I'm fucking graduating in less than a month

welp time to shift and relive my fav childhood memories

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WIKIPEDIA

The world's most prestigious high school; UA

Recommendation Hero Course Entrance Exams

Getting a special recommendation usually means being noticed by someone with the authority to vouch for you (whether that’s a pro hero, an official from the school being applied to, or someone influential in the hero community). It could happen through exceptional academic or athletic performance, doing well in competitions, or even demonstrating bravery in outside situations. People even join clubs in middle school because it provides them a stage to showcase core qualities like teamwork and leadership, which helps them stand out (and already build a platform for if they do get into the hero course).

Summary: The process is like talent scouting, where students are chosen based on their potential, skill, and character, rather than just their family background. It's true that a good amount of recommended students come from hero families or have industry connections, but that’s not the only way to get in.

Courses

UA is a progressive school that strives to better society. Because of this, the school doesn't limit itself to just heroics, and there are 6 different courses you can take UA.

Department of Heroics (Classes A - B): Students in this department learn everything they need to know in order to become excellent heroes in service to the community. They are trained in battle, first aid, rescue, support, and all manners of heroic-related lessons.

Department of General Education Classes C - D): This department supports students aiming for college and other pursuits, and is very hard and very prestigious. Basically a regular prestigious, somewhat prestigious (prep) highschool but they get to say that they went to UA on their resume.

Department of Support (Classes E - G): Students here focus on developing support equipment that helps heroes out on the battlefield. With a workspace stock to the brim with all sorts of special tools and their own studio to build things, this department provides an unmatched creative environment.

Department of General Management (Classes H - I): This department focuses on all aspects of heroic business, from the founding and managing of hero agencies to the promotion of public opinion regarding heroes. They even do hands-on lessons in venture capitalism.

Department of Arts (Classes J - L): this department will do everything related to art. Performance art (mostly to prepare for being an idol/popstar), but also more traditional forms of art like painting, drawing, designing, sculpture, etc.

Department of Medicine (Classes M - N): Students in this department are taught subjects more focused on medicine, like biology, science, and physics. It's a preparation for a university course in medicine, from pharmacy to surgery, and students with healing (adjacent) quirks will receive quirk training and eventually a license to use their quirk during medical emergencies.

Core Subjects for Dept. of Heroics

Homeroom: Taught by Aizawa for 1-A, Vlad King for 1-B. Acts as a study hall. The class reps will often give a small meeting with the class about important events during this period.

Japanese: Taught by Cementoss. Focuses on reading, writing, and literature.

Mathematics: Taught by Ectoplasm. Covers algebra, geometry, and calculus.

English: Taught by Present Mic. Emphasizes reading, writing, and conversation skills.

Home Economics: Taught by Midnight. Cooking and other aspects of household management.

Foundational Hero Studies (FHS): Taught by All Might, Aizawa and Midnight, depending on the specific area of expertise. Hero related studying: hero laws, safety precautions, first aid, JSL, media training/public relations, dividing hero and civilian identity etc.

Hero Training: Taught by various teachers, usually Aizawa or All Might, it changes every week and we are informed about the activities during homeroom. For example: Quirkless Combat, Rescue Training, Combat, Quirk Training etc.

Foreign languages: Taught by Midnght. It's French and German. You can learn Latin and Greek as well for extra credits.

Supplementary Quirk studies: Taught by the homeroom teacher of the class. This class is for hero students who need extra knowledge to be able to use their Quirk (like how Yaoyorozu has to have knowledge of the things she's making/changing, Sato has to make/learn recipes for his sugar intake, etc). It's not a required class, but it's recommended.

(The Post-Kamino Campus, circa 2021)

On-campus facilities

The main school building includes the cafeteria, the Development Studio, the Equipment Storage Room, all the offices, all the club rooms, and all the normal classrooms.

Gym Gamma

Ground Beta

Ground Omega: Ground Omega is open as a courtyard for all students and staff to hang out in whenever a class isn't using it. It's like a mini forest park hybrid, complete with some picnic tables (when they're not broken by whatever exercise happened there).

The Swimming Pool: The swimming pool can only be used if you've reserved it, but can be used for both training and for leisure. The swimming pool is closed between midnight and 6AM.

Library: The library is huge and has many resources with much to explore. There are many different levels with varying types of quiet floors and study halls. It's also open 24/7 so students who are fighting to finish a project can pull all-nighters. There is a study center in the library where students who need extra help can go. Students with failing grades must go here for a set amount of hours to get the help they need. It’s strictly work, and talking about anything other than school is basically prohibited. It’s usually run by Ectoplasm and his clones or Hound Dog.

Schedules

School is on every weekday (monday - friday), starting at 8:30AM and ending at 4:45PM.

Classes are 50 minutes each. There's a break every two classes: 10:30AM to 10:50AM; 12:30PM to 1PM; 2:40PM to 2:55PM.

The first class (homeroom) is 60 minutes instead of 50; the first 10 minutes are dedicated to students reading their own (Japanese) books.

Curfew is between 9PM and 5AM, every day of the week, except when a school break is ongoing. During curfew, students must be inside of their own dormrooms. Curfew applies to students over 18 years old as well.

There's a school choir, martial arts club, philosophy club, (non performing) art club, and a (student run and made) school newsletter, which students are allowed to join regardless of their course. The same goes for cheerleading, football, band, ballet, athletics, debate, and theater clubs. Hero course students can participate in clubs but they will have a hard time doing so all while dealing with hero (student) responsibilities.

School Events

To end every semester we have a kick back on the school grounds. with live music (performed by the entertainment course), games and free food. plus a big ass cheese fountain.

Culture day is held once a school year. It's a half day, and during the school day everyone dresses up in their cultural uniforms. The second half of the day is a festival, with booths and events divided by nationality/ethnicity.

A scavenger hunt around the campus after school. The items being hunted are made by the technology course and are often…colorful, so say the least.

A school wide fundraising event where staff and faculty auction items and services to other students, faculty, family, friends and strangers. Most of the money goes to the school but participants get a fair cut of the value their item received.

4-5 times per semester, every course has a day with no regular classes or no classes at all. Just a day to develop whichever skill the student or their teachers think they need to work on in excruciating intensity (and for hero course students hours of group physical exercise too). Marked as a test grade and heavily monitored, because the teachers do want to be sure you're a functioning human being and person outside of academics.

In this reality Japan celebrates carnival, so UA students from every course can volunteer to help put together (and in some cases perform on) UA's carnival floats. Other than that, during carnival school is out.

The technology course has a tech fair every year. It's not as mainstream as the sports festival but equally popular in its own field.

Halloween. A pumpkin patch appears on campus overnight, the students have no clue how. Apple bobbing is a thing. The students take turns going trick-or-treating, because obviously if all students are out of their dorm building, there'll be no one to give out the candy.

The school uniform

The uniforms aren’t gendered - all students receive all versions and are allowed to wear whichever one they prefer.

For students with mutant type Quirks, custom made uniforms are made

The uniform skirts have pockets in them, deep ones.

The neckties/bows are colour coded: Red for the Med course; Orange for the Arts course; Yellow for the Hero course; Green for the Support course; Blue for the General education course; Purple for the General management course.

Use of creativity

Students are allowed to accessorize their uniforms however they want and wear their own jackets and bags.

Students are allowed to replace parts of the UA uniform with official UA merch (available for purchase on the official UA website), as long as they're mostly wearing their uniform.

Piercings, colored hair, nails, makeup etc. are allowed for both teachers and staff.

UA students are allowed to graffiti on campus (because self expression and creativity are valued) as long as it's: Respectful (no foul language or imagery, no graffiti on memorials); Either not inside (hallways and classrooms must be clear, outside walls of buildings are free game) or on private property (you're allowed to graffiti your own desk and locker as long as it's cleaned off when it's not yours anymore).

The teachers and students are encouraged to decorate their classes (and respective desks and lockers) and most of them do so. Examples include: (1) (2) (3).

Social media

Staff and students are recommended to have Tumblr to update the public events. The majority of the students obviously don't take this seriously, there's always someone who has beef and makes it public (Monoma) and it always ends up like those MHA posts, it’s the funniest thing ever.

UA and Shiketsu students are REALLY passive aggressive/maliciously compliant with each other on social media, sometimes even trash talking each other outright. The (social media/PR) staff is in on it too, playing into the rivalry like how Samsung taunts and degrades Apple, and Duolingo and Opera GX (their mascots) have personalities.

While Gossip Girl doesn't really care about Shiketsu and mostly just focuses on UA, every few months or so, she'll get on to post something just to trash talk Shiketsu.

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I've been sneezing so much I'm manifesting I wake up sick cuz I don't want shit to do with school but I'm scared its gonna backfire on me

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Alone again x house of balloons remix I'm ascending to the void chat

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could you please write a fluff fic where reader is training in gym gamma (I think) but she's crazy frustrated that she isn't getting her moves right and starts panicking but katsuki comes in and comforts her? Thank you!

Strength in You

The air inside Gym Gamma was thick with the sharp tang of metal, sweat, and determination. Machines whirred and clanked, punching bags shuddered under relentless blows, and the occasional bark of a pro hero’s critique cut through the noise. But none of it registered in your ears, not when frustration clawed at your chest like a rabid animal.

You clenched your fists, staring down at your trembling hands. The sequence should have been simple—dodge left, land a precise roundhouse kick, and follow up with a controlled burst of your Quirk. You had drilled it a hundred times. A thousand. And yet, every damn time, you stumbled.

"Again," you muttered to yourself, wiping sweat from your brow.

You set your stance, took a deep breath, and lunged—only to misstep. Again. Your foot barely skimmed the floor before you hit it with a graceless thud, the impact reverberating up your bones.

That was it. The final straw.

Panic seized your lungs, wrapping around them like an iron band. Your heartbeat spiked, erratic and uneven. Your vision blurred, the walls of the gym pressing in.

Why can’t I get this right? What’s wrong with me?

You hadn’t even realized your breaths had turned shallow, bordering on hyperventilation, until a sharp, all-too-familiar voice cut through the rising static in your head.

"The hell are you doin’, dumbass?"

Your head snapped up, and there he was—Bakugou Katsuki, standing a few feet away, arms crossed over his broad chest. His red eyes scanned you, sharp as ever, but they weren’t burning with their usual irritation. There was something else there. Something quieter.

You quickly wiped your face with the back of your wrist, embarrassed. "Nothing," you croaked. "Just training."

Bakugou scoffed, stepping closer. "Training? That what you call that mess?"

Your frustration boiled over. "What the hell do you want, Bakugou?" you snapped, chest rising and falling with exertion. "I don’t need you coming in here and—"

"Shut up," he said, but there was no bite to it. His hands were on his hips now, weight shifting slightly to one leg. He wasn’t leaving.

Your lips pressed together tightly. You didn’t trust yourself to speak.

For a moment, he just stared at you, like he was weighing something in his mind. Then, with a sigh, he walked past you and sat down on one of the benches. He patted the space beside him. "Sit."

You hesitated. "Bakugou, I don’t—"

"Sit, idiot."

Something in his voice—firm but not unkind—made you obey before you could think twice. You sank onto the bench, shoulders tight, arms wrapped around yourself.

Silence stretched between you. Then, Bakugou exhaled, rubbing a hand through his hair. "You’re panicking."

You flinched, caught off guard. "I’m not—"

"Don’t lie to me," he cut in, turning his head to look at you. "Your breathing’s all over the place, and you look like you just lost a damn fight with your own brain."

Your throat closed up. You wanted to deny it, to insist that you were fine, that you just needed to try again—but the words wouldn’t come. Instead, all you could do was drop your gaze to your lap, fingers twisting into the hem of your workout shirt.

Bakugou clicked his tongue. "Tch. You’re overthinkin’ it."

Your laugh was humorless. "Yeah? No shit."

He rolled his eyes but didn’t fire back with an insult. Instead, he reached over and flicked your forehead, just enough to make you blink up at him in surprise.

"Listen, dumbass," he started, voice dropping just a bit. "You’re not gonna get better by tearin’ yourself apart like this."

You swallowed thickly. "It’s just—I keep messing up. No matter what I do. And I know I should be better by now, but I—I can’t seem to—" Your voice cracked, and you sucked in a shaky breath. "I don’t want to fall behind."

Something in Bakugou’s expression shifted. His usual scowl softened, just a fraction. "You’re not fallin’ behind," he said, and for once, there was no arrogance in his tone—just certainty. "You’re workin’ your ass off. But if you keep stressin’ out like this, you’re just gonna keep tripping over yourself."

You let out a frustrated huff, running your hands through your hair. "I know that, but—"

"But what?" he pressed.

You hesitated. Then, in a voice barely above a whisper, you admitted, "What if I’m not good enough?"

Bakugou went very still beside you.

For a long moment, he didn’t say anything. Then, to your utter surprise, he reached out and grasped your wrist—firm, steady. Not yanking, not pulling, just holding.

"Don’t say dumb shit like that," he said, low and serious. "You’re good enough. You wouldn’t be here if you weren’t."

Your breath caught. The weight of his words settled over you, heavy but grounding.

He huffed. "You think I don’t know what it’s like? Gettin’ stuck? Feelin’ like you’re not movin’ fast enough?" His grip on your wrist tightened just slightly before he let go. "It pisses me off when I feel like I should be stronger. But the difference is, I don’t let it stop me."

You stared at him, something in your chest easing—just a little. "So what do you do?" you asked, voice quieter now.

Bakugou smirked, leaning back slightly. "I keep goin’."

You exhaled, the tension in your shoulders loosening. "That simple, huh?"

"Tch. No, it’s hard as hell. But that’s why I know you can do it. You’re stubborn as shit."

A reluctant smile tugged at your lips. "So are you."

"Damn right." He nudged your shoulder, lighter than usual. "C’mon. Get your ass up. You’re gonna run through that combo again, and this time, you’re not gonna freak out about it."

You hesitated but nodded. "Alright."

And as you stood, shaking off the weight of self-doubt, Bakugou was right there beside you—arms crossed, eyes sharp, watching. Not mocking. Not criticizing. Just there.

And somehow, that made all the difference.

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I've been bingeing through your page for the last two hours and i'm OBSESSED I'm going out of my way to request something

could you please make a bakugo x reader fic where reader has a wind type quirk that causes strain on her back from the force of the wind so Katsuki massages it for her? preferably fluff

Thank you!

Blown Away

The sun had long since dipped below the horizon, leaving the Bakugo household bathed in the soft glow of streetlights filtering through the windows. The quiet hum of the city outside provided a stark contrast to the usual chaos that accompanied your life as a pro-hero.

You sighed as you pushed open the door to your shared apartment, dropping your bag unceremoniously by the entrance. Every muscle in your back screamed in protest as you moved, the aftereffects of another high-intensity battle weighing you down. You had spent the last three hours whipping up gale-force winds to evacuate civilians from a collapsing building, and now, every inch of your spine felt like it had been crushed under the weight of your own power.

"Oi."

You barely had time to register the familiar voice before Katsuki was in front of you, arms crossed, crimson eyes narrowing as he took in your slouched posture. His blonde hair was still damp from a recent shower, his black tank top clinging to his broad shoulders.

"You look like shit," he stated bluntly.

You snorted, too exhausted to fire back. Instead, you trudged past him toward the couch, practically collapsing onto it face-first. A muffled groan left your lips as you buried your face in the cushions, trying to will away the searing ache running down your spine.

"That bad?" Katsuki’s voice had lost some of its usual bite.

You only nodded against the couch.

He sighed, and for a moment, you thought he was going to scold you for overexerting yourself again. It was a frequent argument between the two of you—how you pushed your body past its limits, ignoring the toll your wind quirk took on you. But instead of berating you, you felt the couch dip beside you.

"Sit up."

You peeked at him from over your shoulder, brows furrowed. "Huh?"

Katsuki rolled his eyes, already reaching for your arm to pull you upright. "Just do it, dumbass. You're not gonna get any better lying there like a damn pancake."

Reluctantly, you pushed yourself up, wincing as the movement sent a fresh wave of pain up your spine. Katsuki shifted behind you, settling his legs on either side of you, effectively caging you in. Before you could ask what he was doing, you felt the warmth of his hands against your back, his fingers pressing experimentally against your stiff muscles.

You jolted. "Wait, what are you—"

"Shut up and relax." His thumbs began working slow, deliberate circles into your lower back. "You’re always bitching about this, so let me do something about it for once."

You blinked, surprised by both his tone and the tenderness in his touch. Katsuki was many things—loud, brash, explosive—but gentle wasn’t usually one of them. And yet, here he was, pressing his thumbs into the knots of your back with the kind of focus he usually reserved for battle.

A sharp inhale left your lips as he found a particularly sore spot. "Katsuki—!"

He grunted, not pausing his movements. "Yeah, yeah. I can feel it. You're all fucked up, idiot."

You groaned as he pressed harder, pain and relief mixing in a strange but not unwelcome sensation. His hands were warm, strong, each movement precise. You could tell he was being careful, despite the gruffness in his voice.

"You need to stop doing this shit to yourself," he muttered after a while. His voice was quieter now, like he didn’t really want you to hear it. "Told you before—you put too much strain on your body with those winds. You think you’re invincible, but you’re not."

You let out a breathy chuckle, tilting your head back slightly. "Says the guy who literally blew out his own arms in high school."

A low growl rumbled from his throat, and he pinched your side in retaliation, making you yelp. "Shut up. This isn’t about me."

You smiled, even as your body trembled under the combination of exhaustion and his ministrations. "You’re worried about me."

"Tch. Of course, I am, dumbass," he muttered, but his hands didn’t stop moving. If anything, they softened a little, fingers tracing gentle patterns between your shoulder blades before pressing firmly into the tight muscles. "You think I like seeing you like this? All hunched over and in pain?"

Your chest warmed at his words. He wasn’t always good at expressing his feelings outright, but moments like these—where his actions spoke louder than anything—were more than enough.

"Katsuki…" You exhaled, letting yourself lean back slightly against his chest. His warmth seeped into you, grounding you. "Thank you."

He clicked his tongue, but his fingers gave your sides a soft squeeze. "Yeah, yeah. Just don’t get used to this, windbag."

You grinned, eyes fluttering shut as his hands continued their careful work. "Too late."

Despite his grumbling, he didn’t stop.

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Not me sobbing violently after scripting a wholesome post war scenario with katsuki

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me if wanting to make a dr out of any piece of media i consume was a crime

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i love being filled with joy and whimsy because i can see almost any (LEGAL) ship and just be like yk what hell yeah

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I'm highly convinced that anyone who WILLINGLY writes incest is an only child and doesn't have a huge ass family with lots of cousins cuz there's NO WAY IN HELL any sane person would think of doing that with a family member or sibling...

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fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time

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out of curiosity i searched up fics of the Sturniolo triplets on here

reading them is NOT the same if they're about a real person...