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Trying to get out of my art block by drawing my boy with a few personal HCs Also fuck half his hero outfit I could not draw the gears for the life of me

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explodcor​: 

Don’t mind Katsuki. He was just casually applying black eyeliner while wearing a headband to push the hair back from his eyes. He was testing out a new brand. Hopefully, it would be thick enough to match the shade of his hero costume mask.

“Oh!” Eijirou wasn’t expecting to see his boyfriend here, but when he spots him, he stops to watch for a moment. God, Katsuki is so damn pretty it’s not even fair. He realizes he’s been staring just a little too long and clears his throat to announce his presence before moving up to stand beside him, smiling warmly over at the other boy. “Is that a new shade? Can I try it after? I’ve been looking for some that doesn’t smudge so much when I get all sweaty from work study.”

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quirkycombatants​: 

“Hm. Okay, we’ll need to use a different method…” Noburu was not one for explanations. Talking was not his strong point. For most of his life, he didn’t really have to do much of it either. Man, trying to teach people things was hard! 

“Okay, maybe I’m supposed to relate it to you?” That was what teachers did, right? “So, your quirk is being immobile and solid, right? So what’s your plan if they just, run away and don’t attack you?” 

“Sorry, sorry. I feel like I’m making this so difficult and I really don’t mean to, man.” He’s blushing now, embarrassed at how much trouble he’s having just understanding this.... and feeling more than a little stupid, but what else is new?

“Um.... I mean, yeah. My quirk works best if I can just be a brick wall or power my way through something, but if someone runs I.... chase them? I guess?” He asks more than answers, not quite sure if that’s the response they were looking for. “It’s not really ideal, but you can’t just give up because someone won’t fight you the way you want to fight. That’s.... something I’ve been working on in class and stuff, like making the fight work for me or whatever.”

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toranoya​: 

Denki smiled as he tossed himself down on Kiri’s bed and rested on his side as he looked at the other, snuggling the pillow that smelled like Kiri’s hair. “Maybe I do it because I like hearing you say such nice things about me Ei.” Denki grinned as he pointed at the punching bag. “Give a few punches? I like the view.” Denki asked hopefully. What could he say? His boyfriend was super hot.

“You know I’d say those things even if you didn’t put yourself down, right? If that’s why you’re doing it though, I’m gonna keep that in mind and stop rewarding you for it.” He comments as he makes his way over to the desk and sets his food down. Denki’s next request earns him a snort, but rather than move to the punching bag, Kirishima just slips off his shirt with a wink and takes a seat to eat. “It might be a little late to use that–– unless you want Bakugou coming in here to scream at us for waking him up–– but I can still give you something to look at, if you want.”

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manlyselfcare​: 

Now, this was certainly a friendly greeting! Who knew that humans could be this welcoming, after all? Eijirou grinned wide, completely forgetting to hide how sharp his teeth were.

“Oh I’m new around here. Greetings, Kaminari! I’m Kirishima. It’s an honor.” He at least had the presence of mind to skip naming his tribe and element affinity which was an essential part of introducing yourself in dragonic customs.

He couldn’t help taking a little sniff, though he hoped he’d managed to be subtle about it. Dragons could get a lot of information from someone’s smell, after all. Kaminari’s was very pleasant, despite it being mixed with the smell of the liquid within his mug. There certainly was something unusual though, but Eijirou could not put his claw on it…

“Hm…” Eijirou suddenly realized he had yet to answer the other’s question; how rude. “Well, I came to town looking for something, and I am pained to admit that I’m not really used to so much bustle…”

“Oh, whoa! Check out those teeth!” Subtlety isn’t exactly Denki’s specialty and, although he isn’t especially loud about it, he doesn’t keep his voice down much either. Possibly more disruptive is how he leans in to get a closer look, though. “Dude, that’s awesome. Do they just grow like that or did you file them down yourself to look tougher? Either way, I like the look.”

The sniff goes unnoticed, he’s far too distracted by the redhead’s teeth to even register the action, but when he speaks again, the blond perks up and refocuses back on the conversation at hand. “Oh, are you from like a little village or something smaller than this? What’s it like? Are there not a lot of people there? And–– wait, you’re looking for something? What are you looking for? Maybe I can help!”

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@heromuses from x

“Poor kid...” She muttered to herself, glancing over at him laying in the bed near her. Her first instinct was to worry more about him than herself. He was just a kid... what was he doing in a shape like that? Obviously he was a hero but she’d never heard of a hero student getting in that kind of shape.

The unfamiliar voice cuts through the fog and another soft, pained groan escapes as he opens his eyes and glances around the room–– or however much of it he can see with a neck brace and his face as bandaged as it is. With his limited range of vision, he can’t quite see the other patient in the room with him, but he can tell he’s not alone, at least. “Mm...... hello? ‘S someone there?”

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multianime​:

“Thanks.” Katsuki said. He’s aware that Denki probably wants to know what his nightmare was about, but he really doesn’t want to have talk about it and basically relive what happened within his dream. Katsuki is relieved that Denki isn’t pressuring him into talking about it. Katsuki was never really one to feel anxious, but he was starting to understand the feeling of it right now. So whenever Kaminari mentions the popcorn and trying to get his mind off of what was bothering him he nods. “Yeah, that sounds good. I’ll come with.” Katsuki said as he gets out of bed. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to sleep the rest of the night anyway.

“Yeah?” Denki perks up. He didn’t actually expect him to say yes, especially when he’s clearly feeling a little vulnerable. Smiling, he gets up from the bed and moves to the door, opening it for Katsuki and following him out. “So, what kind of movie are you in the mood for? I think we should watch something stupid and funny. Like uh...... oh! Have you ever seen Zoolander?”

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"oi, duracell, mind chargin' this?" not his phone, but his switch! who knew katsuki even had one? "i'll let ya play one of the games or somethin' while yer chargin' it, if y'really want." (let's hope he remembered to hide the fact that animal crossing was one of those games. katsuki knows he'd never hear the end of it if denki, of all people, knew about it first.)

"Ah–– bro, seriously? Is that all I am to you? Just a phone charg––" Denki starts before looking over and cutting himself off when he sees the switch in Katsuki's hands. "Wait–– dude, you have a Switch? And you never told me!? We could have been playing Mario Kart or Smash or something together, what the hell?"

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Some fantasy au headcanons for Kaminari because I realized I haven’t written any yet:

He’s half-fae and has no idea he’s anything but human.

Telling him your name will give him some measure of power over you, but he dos not know what it is or what that means and wouldn’t know what to do with that power even if he did.

Making any kind of deal with him, however casual, will create a binding magical contract. He also has no idea how this particular rule works or that it exists, only that he feels uncomfortable if one of these deals is broken and he himself is compelled to uphold his end no matter what.

Similarly, if someone does him a favor, he will remember and feel compelled to return said until he is able to do something in kind.

His mother is a fae of the Summer Court with storm magic which Denki inherited.

He can summon lightning and has some degree of control over it, but he does not know where his magic comes from.

The people of his little village don’t know he isn’t human, but they have avoided him most of his life due to the strange magic and unexplained phenomena that have happened around him since childhood.

He’s grown up lonely and pretty isolated, but despite this, he’s very friendly and very open to meeting new people and making friends.

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toranoya​: 

Tamaki nodded. “I promise, he won’t get near you unless he gets me too.” Tamaki said firmly as he brought a hand up to rest on Kiri’s shoulder. “You’re strong too, don’t forget that Kirishima. And had you considered this guy might just be messing with you? To et in your head and make you doubt yourself?” Tamaki suggested as his phone beeped and he looked at the alert. “More unusual activity tonight. I hope you wore your running shoes Red Riot.”

“Thanks, man.” Honestly, the idea of anyone getting to Tamaki doesn’t help ease his nerves much either, he couldn’t be sure this guy wouldn’t hurt him too, but at least the odds would be lower if they’re together.... right? “I guess it’s possible that’s the goal, but what’s the purpose? Like there has to be another plan besides just that, right?” When the phone beeps, he glances over and frowns, an unsettled feeling washing over him. “He said there were others like him too. Do you think.... they might have something to do with this ‘unusual activity’?”

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@matterminded from x

Kaminari. Of course, Shinsou could recognize his voice anywhere. Even through the haze of his vision and the warbling effect in his ears, he can always make out the soft tones of his friend's (?) voice.

A friend (?), Shinsou muses, that needs to vacate the area sooner rather than later. One of which Shinsou knows is just stubborn enough to do exactly the opposite.

I'm not leaving you.

What a goddamned hero this boy is, but his determination is misplaced.

"You have to," Shinsou says calmly, dragging his eyes about to take on their surroundings. If Kaminari stays, there's no doubt in Shinsou's mind that he will also end up hurt, and that is simply unacceptable. "I'll catch up."

Shinsou has lied a few times before in his life - mostly when using his quirk in training or when necessary. He prefers to think this isn't a lie, but with his leg throbbing and bleeding the way it is, walking out of this by himself seems utterly impossible.

"Stay sharp, Chargebolt." He says, and he means it with every bit of his heart. "I'll keep things under control here and regroup shortly."

He doesn't expect Kaminari to listen to him, but he sincerely hopes he does. The longer he can keep himself from using his quirk against his allies (friends?), the better.

"You’ll ‘catch up’?” He asks, incredulously, looking pointedly at Shinsou’s leg then back up to meet his eyes. “Dude, you and I both know that’s not gonna happen. Not without help.”

He’s terrified and he’s sure it’s showing on his face, but he can’t just leave him here, not when they could both make it back to the rest of the group together. But fuck.... how the hell is he going to carry him when Shinsou is so much bigger than him? God, he should have taken Kirishima up on his offer to work out together.

“Okay, here’s what we’re gonna do.” He starts again, taking a deep breath and letting it out in a short huff as he begins digging through his pouches for medical supplies and presses a bandage to the wound. “I’m gonna get this as patched up as I can as quick as I can and then I’m gonna help you up and you’re gonna lean on me and we’re gonna walk out of here together. And if you try to stop me or make me go, I’ll shock your ass and drag you out instead.”

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quirkycombatants​: 

“This is not going well.” His attempts to communicate were usually bad, but it appeared that these two were on entirely different wavelengths. Perhaps a new strategy was needed. 

“Perhaps it will be clearer if I explain how you disrupt them. Each counters the other, to some extent. Someone who works on instinct, who goes with the ebb and flow, struggles against someone who is rigid and disciplined. Someone who works off instinct relies on taking control of the flow of battle in order to make their opponent make mistakes, and twist things to their advantage. As a result, if they cannot do that, they flounder.” 

“Conversely, someone who is rigid and disciplined, who relies on form and technique, intends to take the shape of the battle and mold it to their liking. They excel at forcing opponents to fight the battle they want them to fight.” 

“Perhaps it can be best explained like this. A punch is not simply a punch. Some rely on punches that fit the moment, relying on their own strength and reading of the situation. Others practice a single punch over and over, and then use that specifically in order to force their opponents to deal with it.” 

“I’m sorry, man. I’m trying to understand, I really am. I’m just..... not smart, I guess.” He lets out an embarrassed little laugh and shrugs. There’s definitely some kind of miscommunication going on right now, but Kirishima is entirely convinced it’s his own fault. It usually is.

He focuses really hard this time as he listens to try to catch his meaning and the effort shows on his face. “Okay, so..... you’re saying that Bakugou adapts to the flow or whatever and Iida is someone who forces people to fight his way? Right? I feel like.... it really depends on the fighter whether or not someone who fights the way Bakugou does can handle a fight where they’re forced to fight a certain way. I mean, I know he’s especially not the type of person to let anything stop him and if something isn’t working, he’ll just force his opponent to fight how he wants to fight. So..... I mean to me he might be both types you’re talking about. Unless I’m just... still not getting it, heh.”

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Kirishima, absolutely lovestruck: bakugou called me an idiot today~

Fatgum: ...and this is considered romantic?-

Tetsu: nah his ass is just whipped

Amajiki in the back: he could've liked ANY one else...

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@burnyoubastard​ from x

He casually tosses his head to the side once Riot was finished bitching. Which seemed a bit rare for him, but either way Bakugou was always down to talk shit. There were just so many things he could say here, it was almost HARD to choose. Rubies met the same hue of his best friend before giving him a sarcastic roll of his own.

" I'm pretty fuckin' sure you aren't envious of gettin' knocked up, so I'ma skip that one or I don't wanna have this conversation. Who's coffee is it anyways?"

Right as he said that, the bomber moved to snatch the cup from his hands to examine it. "You know you could always piss in this to give that fucker a message that you aren't their god damn errand boy right?"

Classic Bakugou. 10/10 motivational speaker. What a blessing to have him as a best friend right?

Maybe this should have been the response he expected, after all, it was Bakugou he was talking to, but for some reason it still threw him. It might be the advice–– although that kind of vulgarity isn’t exactly unexpected, or maybe just what he decided to focus on, he couldn’t be sure. One thing Kirishima was sure of, however, was that he wouldn’t be pissing in anyone’s coffee, no matter how much he disliked them.

And then he had to go and steal the cup and for a moment, the redhead’s panic spiked thinking he would just go ahead and do it for him.

“Ah––! It’s not–– I don’t mind grabbing coffee for people, that’s.... not what I’m complaining about.” He started, making a grab to try to get it back. “I just mean.... I don’t know, I thought I’d be further along in my career by now. Have my own agency or something. Be in a relationship, at least, if not thinking about marriage or whatever, you know? Instead I’m.... still sidekicking for Fat Gum and fetching coffee for Suneater ‘cause he’s too nervous to face the barista at our favorite shop again after he scared her one time when he had the hiccups and accidentally turned his nose into a beak.”

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Katsuki cringed at that news. “…That sounds fuckin’ awful…” At least Kaminari survived. 

“Oh yeah, it was terrible. I legit thought I was gonna die, dude. But I didn’t!” He grins proudly, as if this is some kind of accomplishment.

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explodcor​: 

Rather predictably, Katsuki moved dangerously close to Eijirou and leaned in to speak hotly against the other’s ear. “…Then I’d suggest you take what you want while I’m giving you the chance~” 

A shiver runs through him and Kirishima freezes, all thoughts leaving his head for a few moments. “I––– is–– what...... do you want me to do?”

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explodcor​: 

And suddenly, Katsuki was grinning. “What? Am I that irresistible to you~?”

“Uhh....” Why does this feel like some sort of trap? He looks anywhere but Katsuki’s eyes and shrinks a little, his cheeks turning a deeper shade of red. “What..... if I said yes?”