#2) hero society does not care about shitty personalities if the quirk is cool enough. this becomes a plot point. hi touya it's me again

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MHA used-to-be-anon here with updates and reactions after finishing season one!

Aizawa is so relatable, but what's up with that sleeping bag? It's a huge mood and yet it also makes me think that his dearest-held dream is to be a caterpillar instead of a hero.

Of all the Quirks, no one has a bully detector? HOW is Bakugo in UA, honestly. Like, everyone overlooked the unstable bully vibes reeking from him because Ooh, Exploding Hands?? Unbelievable. I expect better integrity from such an esteemed institution

On the same note, I expect Bakugo to get an excellent redemption arc in which he actually apologizes for being a huge dick to Deku for YEARS, or I expect his intense and irrational pride to drive him to become a villain whose very existence haunts Deku

Deku continues to be cute af, no notes <3 Go little rockstar etc etc

French Laser Boy hit me like a poleaxe to the face, but I do like him

Momo really said "tits out" with her superhero outfit, huh? Respect.

Help Shoto is SO overpowered, it's hysterical. Cool af too

Emergency Exit Iida hjfhjghf, I love that uptight trust fund baby

I adore Uraraka and Tsu! Queens.

The principal is an animal???? Is that some kind of Quirk?????

Hmm. Don't like Mr. Hand Man. And I wanna know what's up with his face! The students looked horrified when the face-covering hand flew off, and then he shielded his face with his own hand until he could fix it. Like, that probably shouldn't be your biggest priority rn bud.

Side note: does All Might just. casually spray blood from his mouth when he talks sometimes?? And we're all fine with that?? Ok.

Thanks for the accidental recommendation, I'm greatly enjoying this <3

im so glad you're enjoying it! the hard thing with mha is that i DO actually really enjoy it, like as far as anime goes it's far from the worst one ive watched and especially in later seasons it actively becomes some of my favourite anime ever, but i feel like you still need to like... dismiss it? if you admit to watching it? and it's literally just because the fandom are so obnoxiously terrible about everything that you literally have to be like 'yeah i watch mha BUT NOT LIKE THOSE GUYS I WATCH IT IN A NORMAL WAY I SWEAR' and it's a bit frustrating lmao. so being able to rec it and someone actually enjoy it without taking the piss is really nice bc alas it IS something i love :)

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PLEASE DON’T NOTICE ME

WHAT KIND OF YANDERE ARE THEY?: KEIGO TAKAMI (HAWKS) PART 1

TRIGGER WARNING: MANIPULATIVE

COMBINATION: MONOPOLY and REMOVAL TYPE

Monopoly type of Yandere tries to monopolize their lover in any way or form. Trying to get you to distrust people, in worse case scenarios wouldn’t let you socialize with other people. Their reasoning that ‘they may harm you’ and that you are far too naive for it to notice. Is extremely inquisitive on who you hang out with and where you are at a particular time.

Removal type of Yandere go through great lengths in order to remove people whom they deemed isn’t worth your attention, everyone. This includes any forms of social interactions digital or physical. After all you have them in your life what more can you ask for.

Even after being hailed as pro Hero no.2 Hawks still couldn’t shake the feeling of loneliness, having been used to isolation for almost his whole life. Don’t get him wrong, Hawks’ thought of himself as pretty chill and extroverted guy, Having friends here and there; both those belonging in the higher ups down to the shady ones. He is quite the charmer if he say’s so himself.

Maybe that’s what made you blind sighted when several red flags presented itself.

With your shitty luck you both first met when he saved you amongst other civilians during a bank robbery. Just a normal civilian with a rather bad luck. After successfully restraining the villains he tried to reassure the victims. That was his first intention. When he approached you ready to give another same old speech preaching on assuring peace and stuff like that.

“Thank you Hawks sir, but please take care of yourself too, you look pretty worn out” you asked sympathetically handing out your handkerchief with your initials embroidered on it.

Well that certainly caught him off guard. Normally he does the comforting part, not the other way around.

Albeit the hanky being shoved to his face, he didn’t accept it finding it quite annoying that you indeed saw past his cool facade.Deciding to humor your concern, he replied beaming with self-confidence “Hahaha don’t worry your pretty head for little ol’ me”

Upon turning his back ready to continue his patrol, he heard your words of concern again loud and clear despite the booming voices of cheers from his fans.

“Your eyes says otherwise though”

After that he couldn’t stop himself wanting to hear those same words of concern for him. And so, through connections, mainly re-reading police reports on the list of victims that he somehow got access to. He finally found what he was looking for, a detailed list of your personal information.

At first he thought it was only to satisfy his need curiosity for humanly affection. Wanting to re approach you with the intention of finding out if you truly did care for him just as you had previously stated or was it just a moment of sympathy.

At night while perched upon a tall building of a quaint city, guided with the information he gathered, he tried spotting you amongst the meager crowd. And with his luck, lo and behold there you were apparently being trailed upon by a drunk with a hedgehog like quirk mutation.

He stopped for a moment to observed, waiting for the perfect opportunity where you would feel cornered, hopeless, in need of a hero , in order to instill in your mind that he was your ONLY savior.

“Please someone help!”

Ah that was his cue for his grand entrance, while ascending to your side while quickly pining the offender, with his quirk, he was quick to offer you his back to hide on. The culprit tried trashing around, one of his quills accidentally grazing Hawks in his face. Just as he predicted. After which he directed the perpetrator back to the nearest police station carried by his feathers.

“Never knew you had such a bad luck lady” he said with a grazed cheek, trying to make fun of the situation despite seeing your form shaking like a leaf.

“Hawks sir you’re injured!” you said reaching up to him, wiping the blood from his cheeks with the sleeves of your white buttoned down uniform.

Then it happened again, the same nagging feeling bothered him again. He was supposedly someone who should be indestructible, someone the society can rely on. 

Somehow he thought that being fussed on was ‘mad annoying as hell’ but now on the receiving end of this affection you were willingly giving away to a complete stranger. He figured it was comparably bearable, he believes as long as it was coming from you.

Unconsciously he leaned to your hands, carefully cradling his face, while still aiding said injury. ‘Ahh’ he thought he could really get used to being pampered and cared for.

Succeeding in cleaning off the wound you retracted your hands back at your body, finding it weird when he the Pro Hero tried to lolled his head back towards your hands. Somehow like he was leaning back to it?

“Umm well then, sorry I got too personal with that” you said chuckling faintly still a bit shaken up with the events that transpired this evening “But really I owe you for saving me again Hawks sir”. Having given your thanks, you turned your back to him ready to relieve the night back in the safety of your apartment.

Snapping off from being dazed for a second he caught up to you. “Hey now don’t be stranger, here I’ll walk you home, lead the way” ever the chatterbox he was known for he said that so quickly you weren’t given a chance to decline his offer.

“Y’know now that I think about it do you think this scar would affect my modeling career?” he asked nonchalantly tracing his newly acquired scar. This was bullshit he knows, the modeling agencies he works for are aware that during his hero work he couldn’t help acquiring new scars here and there. That’s what makeups and editings are for.

“I’m truly am sorry Hawks sir. If you would like I can brew some coffee for you back at my place” you said hastily a bit guilty.

‘Score’ he thought, happily drinking up the on the idea of you brewing something just for him.

He believes if you were willing enough to let him walk you back, willing enough to let him inside in your apartment, and diligent enough to make him a cup of coffee, then you wouldn’t mind his presence tagging closely along by your side starting today.

Truly what a bad luck you have