#also saw a lot of cool bnha OCs

[mirrrarts]

I really wish TMA AUs would be a common thing. Not like an au of TMA but using its setting as an au for a different fandom.

Instead of assigning a Hogwarts house or smth to a character we should assign them a fear god to serve

Bc using a setting from a specific fiction work feels like one of the highest compliments. And I feel like TMA deserves it

[valleyfthdolls]

if you had to change the 3 masterminds of the danganronpa games (no more junko izuku or tsumugi) who would they be and why? :)

BNHA TYPO

Ok teasing out of the way this is cool! I’ll go through this one by one

Danganronpa 1/Trigger Happy Havoc: There are lots of mastermind AUs for this game especially, because I think that this one was very open, and shaped the narrative for at least the second game. Full disclosure, I actually think that Junko’s reveal was ridiculously stupid. And it’s funny, because I know the idea is to kind of deconstruct and further explore a lot of tropes with the first game, but there isn’t much that can be done to make “you all thought I was dead but I faked my death and it was my twin sister disguised as me”… not as stupid as it kind of inherently is. The game isn’t fully self serious, obviously, but it’s comical how stupid that whole thing is conceptually.

At the same time, I laugh about its stupidity, but I also don’t think anything but an over the top reveal like that could work. And this is one of my biggest gripes with V3- its mastermind reveal is so, SO underwhelming to me. So I also look for a character who could play it way up like Junko.

My first thought is Sayaka Maizono. Sayaka is not the irredeemable monster a lot of fans see her as, but she isn’t a good person. Her relationship with Makoto is dripping with codependency and manipulation. It’s understandable that she’s scared for her life and desperate for all her work to not have been for nothing, but we see firsthand how she is willing to use and hurt everyone around her because of how much her fame matters to her.

In a situation where instead of Junko almost singlehandedly destroying humanity, it would be more accurate to say humanity destroys itself, Sayaka is afraid for both the destruction being caused, but more importantly for the nihilism of it all- nothing she has done up until this point matters at all. With the world being destroyed, she stands in the dust, and she needs to rise above it so she can hold onto that fame that she’s given up her whole life for. She needs to do something drastic to ensure she is not forgotten here.

Looks over at my DR OC Virgil and his failed murder attempt for the exact same reason that got two innocent girls killed and which he gained absolutely zip from

Anyways, Sayaka could also fake her own death- probably more akin to Mukuro’s than her actual murder bc I see no reason to take Leon’s actions off his shoulders- so that the others would kind of see her as a martyr, someone who had hope, wanted them to carry on, all of these good things she wasn’t. Ensuring that she will be missed and adored- up until her reveal, which ensures that she will be remembered.

In this way, Sayaka becomes a different kind of antithesis to Makoto. One not as direct as Junko. Sayaka is world famous, Makoto just your average joe off the street. Sayaka is willing to end lives for her own. Makoto lets the others sacrifice him and forgives them. Sayaka has seen the destruction and believes that is all there is except her. Makoto sees these people and wants to help them, wants everyone to be happy and believes firmly that everyone is good. That the world Sayaka has had to learn to play like a game is good.

So my choice for Danganronpa 1/Trigger Happy Havoc is Sayaka Maizono, in an AU in which the mastermind is not the cause of the tragedy.

Super Danganronpa 2/Goodbye Despair: This one is difficult, because the whole narrative hinges on the remnants of despair, and thus, it’s difficult to swap masterminds. I have a few ideas, in order of quality.

#1: Nagito Komaeda. I’ve heard, though I don’t know about its canonicity, that Nagito was never actually brainwashed- he was simply in it to see the ultimate despair and ultimate hope act as one, and always believed that hope would prevail in the end. I don’t know if that’s canon or if it was just a headcanon I saw, but this makes Nagito an interesting candidate. If he knows or finds out about Makoto’s intention to rehabilitate them, he may instead want to see a true battle between hope and despair for them to win.

#2: All of them. Hear me out: forcing the remnants to be responsible for their own actions by offering them the opportunity to be saved and having them consciously refuse and try to turn it sour so they don’t have to fix what they’ve done, they can keep being evil and destructive and violent. It gives them responsibility for the things they did, and it raises moral ambiguity: would it have been right to kill them? They didn’t want to be rehabilitated. They didn’t want to be saved. Makoto did it against their will, and was that truly correct? Any more so than executing them? Who really is right here?

#3: The Future Foundation.

HEAR ME OUT.

The foundation discovers what Makoto is doing, and of course is going to try him for treason, but they also want to test him, and test the remnants. See if they truly can be saved, or if the best path forward is to disconnect the simulation, execute all of them, and then try Makoto for treason.

So they compose a test. They have what remains of the original Monokuma AI after it has been crushed with Junko. (My condolences to the guy who had to fish through THAT to find it.) If the survivors of Junko’s game found the will to make a change in the world and joined them, then the remnants who can make it out of this game may be worth sparing. If this game kills all of them who die in the simulation, so be it- it’s for the greater good.

Of my three suggestions, though, I think my personal choice for Super Danganronpa 2/Goodbye Despair is the entire fucking cast.

Danganronpa V3/Killing Harmony: The Tsumugi reveal was so stupid it makes me unbelievably angry and I don’t know why. It felt underwhelming, I guess. Building up to a massive reveal, but it seemed to not really live up to itself. Y’know?

I think honestly that the whole… big plot twist of V3 doesn’t make much sense, but I’m going to bypass that for now because I’m not here to rewrite the whole story.

Working within the constraints of said plot twist (this is a reality show, probably inspired by Junko’s killing game, that actually kills its contestants and permanently alters their brains so they believe this is the real world), I’d say my choice would be Rantaro- not for the whole show, just for the 53rd season.

Unfortunately I don’t have much that’s interesting to say about this idea- V3 is a game I just don’t really get in its entirety. I just really don’t.

For Danganronpa V3/Killing Harmony, my choice is Rantaro Amami, though I don’t have any follow up to that.

Someday I’ll thoroughly rewrite V3’s plot I think, if you’re curious to hear about that!

[deliahscrush2003]

If you’re still willing to do it, 🔀 + Apollo Ryu? (If not, that’s fine! I hope you have an amazing day and an even better year!) <3

Thank you for visiting the inbox @apollothe-sungod!

As soon as I saw your crossover ask in my inbox, I knew exactly who I would pair your Apollo up with! Forgive me for not answering this much quicker, my BNHA OCs are not quite as developed as I would like them to be (which I'm looking forward to mending this year) but I had a basic concept in mind for them all and I had just the person in mind for this asks.

🔀 Apollo Ryu (My Hero Academia) // Ren Mitsugi (My Hero Academia)

Both are 1st year students in the Hero Course at U.A. High School which already puts them on even ground.

They are known to have sweet demeanours and are rather casual and easy going.

They are both 'giving' people, they like close contact and like to do stuff for others, offering comfort, support, encouragement etc.

They both love energy drinks - Ren's quirk requires him to have a large intake on energy and he finds that most often through the consumption of sugar, caffeine or large meals. It's through Ren's love of sugar that he actually came up with his Hero Name: Warhead when he and his group were hiding out in an abandoned convenience store and he came across an American candy of the same name.

They both hate mornings - Ren is NOT an early riser and that was an almost life-threatening aspect about him during his time on the run from the Villain Society. Rousing him up in the mornings was the biggest pain in the ass for the Heroes and he would whine about it until at least after midday.

They both have very strong power quirks that make them ideal fighters on the frontlines.

They also both excel in combat.

I also feel like they both have quirks that they don't have complete control over and because of the potentially dangerous nature of their quirks, they can be concerned and possibly afraid of backlash to those in close quarters, whether that be colleagues, friends or civilians.

They don't have the best relationship with their family and have stronger bonds with their friends than their actual blood.

Ren has a much louder and more outgoing personality than Apollo, I think. Mostly because Ren and his friends have been forced to be aggressive for over a year or so in the name of survival. Ren's role model is his mentor and Pro Hero: Red Riot and thus, he has modelled a lot of aspects after him.

Another diverging factor is that Ren was raised during a time where Hero Society was overly criticised and was largely fractured by corruption, crime and villainy.

Therefore, Ren and Apollo would have vastly different opinions about what it means to be a hero and how the current hero society (as we see in the show) lives up to that expectation.

Ren's outlook on Hero Society - like the rest of his friends - his more critical and cynical.

Besides that, I think they would get along.

I can imagine them swapping Monsters at recess if the other had the flavour they wanted.

Shouting out encouragements or exchanging high fives whenever the other was stepping up for a training exercise.

Both drudging behind everyone like zombies and just collapsing on top of one another when Aizawa-Sensei isn't watching.

Ren would pull Apollo into conversations more often, introduce him to people outside of his circle like Ren's friends Kaneki, Yoshinaga and Nakano.

Get him to open up a bit, maybe invite him to a movie night or out for a shop. Bribe him with the promise of burgers.

Ren would stand up for Apollo if anyone was giving him a hard time with his looks or pulling mean-spirited pranks on him.

He'd rave on and on about how cool it was that he had a dragon as a friend and would part his spiky red hair into a pair of horns in solidarity.

SEND ME A 🔀 + ONE OF YOUR OCS AND I’LL PICK ONE OF MY OCS THAT I THINK WOULD WORK WELL WITH YOUR OC.

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[bakugous-bitch-boi]

BNHA AND G/T STORY

So I wrote this back in January for Amino and thought "Hey I have a Tumblr now, why not post it there?" So yeah thats what I'm doing-

For reference the borrower in this story is my OC Thomas. He's not explicitly BNHA related but I just thought it'd be cool to see him in that universe so I slapped a quirk on him and did what I usually do with him.

Throw him into danger-

Anyways uh yeah so enjoy the short story- if enough people like this one I'll continue it and it can be a series UwU

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They were barely audible inside the colorfully decorated dorm room, the tiny steps only just being heard above the natural ambiance of the building's various series of ventilation. The source of the tiny steps was also similarly barely detectable, wirh the noise originating from the movement of a young borrower boy named Thomas who’s height only just reached a measly one inch. The boy also made sure to stay as low to the ground beneath him as he possibly could to eliminate the easy viewing of his silhouette against the cream colored wall behind him. Granted, the terrain the child was walking on was a flat one dotted with figures around three times his size at their smallest of a man he didn’t recognize, so their was ample space to hide in case the inhabitant of the room decided to return.

Thomas was used to this sneaking around, he had been doing it ever since he was born after all, it was just how borrowers made it in the world. However this time was different from every other living arrangement he had found himself in. His last travel companion had abandoned the young child in the bitter cold around a week ago, leaving the kid to fend for himself. It was something new for Thomas, and already seven days in he had made up his mind that he didn’t like it. The world had always appeared scary, again that was just a prerequisite for being a borrower born into a world where eighty percent of humans are born with the most terrifying abilities, however being near someone always managed to make it better for Thomas. Without that extra layer of an adult's protection, simple acts like going mere meters away from his hole-in-the-wall home seemed like the most daunting thing imaginable.

The child had tried his best to limit his borrowing activities due to this extra fear, however that was something a lot easier said than done. When Thomas had clambered inside the closest building for protection that stormy night, he quickly realized that no matter where he decided to make a home inside said structure he’d be without one resource or another. He found that the layout of the building was fairly simple, it was almost like a square ring that held a garden in its center with a open indoor room flanking this courtyard on the first floor which was followed by the floors above split into a hallway and several other smaller rooms, however no one place in the large building had everything he needed. His old traveling friends had shown him what objects were most essential to gather, and while some were easily found if he went to the right spaces like cloth or tape other’s like the basics of food and water were incredibly scarce no matter where he went. Or, in the areas where they could be found easily, they were guarded by “quirked” humans which essentially made them inaccessible unless he was able to wait for the human to leave. Some rooms were completely off limits in fact due to said quirked beings having particularly terrifying, in one case quite literally explosive, predispositions. This left Thomas’ options severely limited and obviously made his life ten times more difficult, however he had managed it so far and was able to get things down to a pretty consistent routine.

Thomas’ steps remained quiet and his body close to the ground as he reached his final source of resources for the day, after he grabbed this he would be able to try his best to fall asleep. Granted, this resource wasn’t necessary or even a particularly consistent one, however the child’s sweet tooth obviously couldn’t resist a lazily opened and forgotten chocolate bar when it was so close to his space inside the wall. He approached the candy from an untouched side still kept snuggly inside it’s wrapper, however tearing into said wrapping to get the freshest piece would make his presence incredibly obvious so doing so was completely out of the question. He was pushing his luck even going for the candy in general to begin with. His head swiveled towards the door as he slowly reached the opened side of the candy bar which lead him to leave the safe area behind the assorted colorful plastic figures and make his way out in the open. He noticed the sound of people approaching the room he had situated himself in, easily recognizing one of the voices as the teenage inhabitant of the space. His eyes grew as he heard the distinctive sound of speech, he had to make this as quick as possible. The fluffy haired borrower darted over to the exposed and somewhat mangled chocolate and bent down on his knees, his feet slipping the slightest bit on the slick wood of the dresser he had been sneaking around on. He grabbed a small piece of metal he had gathered in his travels from the sack strung over his shoulder which he then drove into a chunk of relatively untouched but still exposed chocolate. He used what little arm strength his young arms had built up to saw a lump of chocolate away from the rest of the bar which he then wrapped in a bit of shredded wax paper he had gathered from one of the rooms. He was quick about the whole action of cutting the chunk and then wrapping it up, so when he stood up and noticed that the voices were still firmly outside he was only a little surprised.

He took those few seconds of breathing room to look up at the wall behind him, his eyes trailing up the massive poster that spread across it which was slightly obscured due to his viewpoint. The poster was of the same man in a colorful outfit that the many figures and other posters in the room depicted, however despite him being so abundantly shown in the small space Thomas was always drawn to this one particularly large image. He didn’t know why, after all the sight of a human was hardwired in a borrower's brain to be like looking at death itself, but the aura the man gave off was similar to that of the adult borrowers he had been traveling with all six years of his life. Maybe it was just the smile of the man in the image or simply the colors he adorned himself with, but the past few seven days spent in the terrifying collection of horror filled rooms was made just a little brighter and easier when he was met with the warmth of this particular poster. His eyes were lost, so lost that the movement of him slinging the pack over his shoulder once more was slowed and without haste. As he looked up a childishly pure smile grew on his tiny face, a smile that was unaware of the motion of an opening door behind him and the sounds of rising voices and shuffling feet until the very last second.

When Thomas finally turned around after breaking himself away from the happiness of the poster, he was greeted with a sight that would take the smile off of even the most grizzled borrowers face. He saw the boy who inhabited the room standing in the doorway, and while his silhouette did not appear too imposing when considering the other people living in the building, he was still a human with a much more capable build than most typically had. At first Thomas’ heart hitched in his chest as he immediately assumed he was seen and therefore completely finished, however after a second of looking he noticed the boy was busily scrolling through his phone and thusly hadn’t noticed the tiny child staring at him in terror on his dresser. The tiny boy wasted no time after realizing he was safe, and with one push from his little legs he sprinted over to the zigzagging crack in the wall just big enough for him to squeeze through. He didn’t focus on keeping hidden, he didn’t focus on staying quiet, all he saw in those few heart wrenching seconds was his sliver of hope and safety. As he ran he heard an audible “Hmm?” from the freckled green haired teen who had apparently noticed the sound of rushing tiny steps and the puny silhouette of a minuscule boy sprinting for safety. While he heard the sound, Thomas didn’t stop. He kept running, pushing his speed higher and higher with every step, determined not to get captured. While he tried his best to stay calm, his breath couldn’t help but quicken and tears managed to loosen from the corners of his eyes. He could see the gentle glow of his quirk beginning to activate around him through blurred teary eyed vision, however he managed to push down his body's instinctual urge to protect his young, fragile self so he could focus on getting back into his hiding spot.

He launched himself into the cracked space cutting through the wall, his body scraping against the tight jagged sides, tearing at his baggy self-made shirt and cutting up his skin. He didn’t care about the slight pain in that moment however, instead he was concerned with making sure it looked like absolutely nothing strange or out of the ordinary was happening behind the small hole in the wall. The child gathered himself and the few belongings he had before pushing them all against the side of the tight space just out of view from someone looking in, he himself sitting against the drywall with his head tucked into his folded arms to look as small and inconspicuous as possible. The inviting shine of his quirk appeared once more as he felt the teens presence just outside his miniature room, the thought of him peering in looking for an intruder to destroy with glee only forcing out more pitiful tears from the young boys eyes and the continued growth of his quirks effect. He stayed quiet however, not letting a sound slip from his tiny mouth as he waited for the teen to either pass him by or try and find a way to get to the quivering borrower.

After a few tense moments, the massive green haired teen reluctantly decided that the noise he had heard shuffling across his dresser was just in his head, leading him to walk off over to his bed. In the new, less pressured silence Thomas was able to let his rising emotions out as much as he wanted to in the form of quiet stuttering sobs. By this point his quirk had fully activated and created a bubble-like shield around him as it was supposed to do when he was in danger, and behind the glowing force field the tiny child tried to calm himself down as best as he was able to after his perceived brush with death. As his hands trembled he went to grab his makeshift pack, his fingers nimbly curling around the small wrapped piece of chocolate he had borrowed mere moments ago. He didn’t want to waste the sweet substance so quickly, however the poor kid rationalized that he was scared enough to deserve munching on the cocoa flavored chalk. He took small, feeble bites, only stopping to let loose another hiccuping sob.

After all, what was a tiny kid to do under such heart-stopping pressure?

[vampcubus]

Hi!! I saw you maybe wanted to hear about OC’s?? I have one (I don’t make OC’s all that often).

He’s from BNHA and his name is Seiko Zouta. I think his age is pretty ambiguous (as I haven’t actually written him in anything yet, but I was thinking Class-1A/B). He’s 171cm and identifies as pansexual. I have a picture (I made it with Artbreeder, so it isn’t the best...)

(He doesn’t look like a teenager ahhhhh)

But he’s like 3/4 Japanese and 1/4 Irish, and he has one of those white streak birthmarks in his hair on the right side. You can’t really tell in the picture, but he has hazel eyes too!

Now, onto his quirk...

His quirk is called Gremlin ((Combination of his mother’s “Feral” (Her adrenaline pumps quickly and her senses/physical abilities are heightened while her quirk is activated) and his father’s “Minion” (He could summon small beings that would do his bidding. He trained hard for many years to eventually become the Pro-Hero “Commander”)) and when he activates it, it’s called going “Feral”. Basically, he can create small humanoid beast things that are under his control. Their strength depends on quite a few factors, but generally they’re about as strong as he is. They’re also fast, and if there’s enough of them, they can swarm an enemy and take them down in a matter of seconds. Seiko’s still training his quirk, though, so they’re not crazy durable and when they “die” he can feel some of their pain. That makes for some fun time for him when anyone with a very destructive quirk decides to annihilate his Gremlins (ahem Bakugou ahem)... it’s also possible for him to throw part of his senses (one eye, one ear) to a Gremlin in order spy on someone or collect information. This saps his energy very quickly, so he doesn’t do it if he’s also been producing a lot of Gremlins that day.

Physically, he has a tell that lets people know he’s using his quirk. His mouth splits into a manic grin that’s much too wide for a human mouth, so he wears a black hood and a black mask to cover it up. He also becomes more focused on his objective while in this state, but also less responsible (think Inosuke Hashibara, if you know who that is). He’s still working on improving and controlling his quirk, but he’ll get there eventually!

Seiko’s personality is kind of confusing. Naturally, he’s a very brash, blunt person who, while he does care about his friends, is just kind of rude and snarky all the time. But he’s a leader who people will follow. He realized people didn’t like that attitude pretty young, so he changed it. Now, he puts on a show. He’s kind, warm, friendly, and kind of a push over. He hates acting this way. It makes him feel so fake. He wants to be friends with everyone, but he’s been putting up the act for so long that he was scared for anyone to find out. Lots of times (assuming he’s in Class 1a) he’ll lock himself in his dorm to rage, only to break down in tears (is it okay to love your own OC so much??). The idea is that no one knows who he really is except his mom. Who ever his love interest (yes, I’m going there) is will likely be the second to know.

Seiko’s favorite food is Nikuman (steamed pork buns), and he likes American music (his friends make fun of him for it). He’s a disaster and I love him, so I hope I can write something for him one day~

(Thank you for doing this, by the way! It’s so fun to read the asks you’ve already answered, and you’re so nice! I just had to participate too 🥺)

OKAY FIRST OFF I ADORE SEIKO NOW I’M STARTING A FANCLUB!! 📣

He’s adorable from the image and description you provided, and his quirk??? is??? so cool??? Like how’d you think of something so rad????? And I can tell you’ve really thought all of this out, I got so invested reading about it. He reminds me of a warlock of sorts that can summon lil gremlins to do his bidding~ (me with a bonk stick because he can feel pain through his minions)

I really love how complex his personality is, it really makes you feel for the character. On one hand, I want him to be shamelessly himself, but on the other, I don’t want him to be isolated 🥺🥺 It’s such a shame he has to up ton all these theatrics just to breakdown the moment he’s alone with himself and his feelings, I must p r o t e c c

Now for how my OC (I wasn’t sure if you just meant Azu, but I only did her to be safe) feels about Seiko!

Azu will be drawn to his warm facade, mostly in the way of wanting to protect his “innocence,” commonly keeping an eye out for him and intervening if any bigger fish try to use him as a doormat. However, I don’t think she’d be fooled for long, her quirk gives her wicked sharp hearing, and she’s bound to hear one of his rampages through the ceiling at least once or twice. Sometimes she just sits on the floor and listens (gonna go on a limb and say her dorm is right above his for story purposes), waiting for him to calm down, wanting to help, but her reserved nature prevents her from taking direct action. Azu’s not good with words, even less with words of comfort, but she’ll start asking him how he’s doing more. She’ll never pry but will always make it abundantly clear that she’s there to listen. She doesn’t want him to feel like he has to pretend around her. If she feels he needs a hug, a hug is what he’ll get.

I can see Azu being quite protective of him, not because he isn’t strong, just because she worries.

(hufuhabfihfa you’re welcome, hun! really I love doing this, talking about OCs makes me immensely happy <3 )

[sorry-sorry-sorry]

OBEY ME QUESTION GAME!!

BEFORE YOU START PLEASE READ THIS!

Alright, to start off let me explain how I want you to play this. All I expect of you is to just to either copy the questions or the numbers of the questions and answer them, and once you are done, I guess just re-blog it so others can play this too. I will include my answers under each question to inspire those who aren’t sure what to write or what they would do, and for those who want to get to know me more.

I actually made this because I want to see how everyone actually would react to specific situations so I can, when it comes to writing stories for you all, make them more relatable and not something where you would read the story and think “Umm I/My MC would never do something like this.... “ alright let me stop wasting time now

WARNING THIS CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR SEASON 1!!

Questions

1. Is this going to be about you or your OC/MC?

this is going to be about me, I think it will be about the things I would do realistically

2. What were you wearing when you first arrived? (Casual, smart, PJs, etc. Describe your outfit) 

Realistically speaking, I imagine myself arriving to devildom wearing my favourite BNHA hoodie and some black joggers/sweatpants

3. What we're you doing before you got teleported into devildom?

I actually like to headcanon/imagine that MC originally signed up to study abroad and as they go to the airport and sit on the plane, 2 hours into the flight as they are staring out of the window, they suddenly notice how the light suddenly went off around them and everything went quiet, so when they look away from the window to see what's going on they see that actually somehow everyone feel asleep around them, even the stewards and stewardess. When MC looks back out of the window they suddenly see everything is actually upside down, the plane is flying normally but the city/ land that they saw is suddenly now in the sky and the clouds are at the bottom, and suddenly the airplane starts lowering itself into the clouds which start looking more orange and grey. That is when they suddenly hear Belphagore's voice calling for them as they slowly drift to sleep and then end up waking up in devildom.

4. First reaction when you get there 

Once again Realistically speaking, I'd think this was all either A) a dream (based on Q3), B) A big joke or C) A game show or like a Darren brown kinda thing.

I would probably just be laughing at the whole situation out of nervousness and be like " ya guys are joking right? Hahaha very funny.... ok how do I wake up now?"

5. Reaction to finding out their names

The amount of times I'm going to repeat the word 'Realistically' in this post is uncountable, but realistically speaking I would start bursting out laughing when Satan and Lucifer would introduce themselves. I can imagine myself making fun of it and be like "SATAN AND LUCIFER??!! BWAHAHAHAHAHA IF YOU GUYS ARE SATAN AND LUCIFER, I'M BEYONCE! BWWAAAAHAHAHAHA"

I can clearly imagine them getting pissed at me due to this, because imagine someone laughs at you after you tell them your name, quite rude isn't it ? Lolol

6. Reaction to them actually dancing (dance battles )

In the beginning I'd start laughing but then also die out of second hand embarassment. I don't know why but seeing people dance makes me uncomfortable.

7. If you were to stand next to the characters where does your MC/ OC / Do you imagine yourself to reach up to?

(Going from tallest to smallest )

Beelzebub/Lucifer/Diavolo - around the chest area, Def not reaching up to their shoulders.

Simeon / Solomon / Satan / Barbatos - up to their necks

Leviathan / Mammon - up to their chins

Asmodeus / Belphagore - their ears

Luke my cute little sweet baby that I'm ready to kill for - he would reach up to my shoulders lmao

8. Would you miss anyone? When would you start missing them ?

My family? Lolol no, I wouldn't miss them.

I would only miss my friends and my cats probably after satan would talk about cats. I can imagine me missing them after the first week or the second week

9. Who would you be closest to ?

I can imagine myself being close to the following : Leviathan, Asmodeus and Satan. I think I'd be really good friends with levi or asmo though since they are both invested into things that I'm also really into. Ah! I forgot to mention, I'd try to be friends with Mammon if I saw the brothers getting rude to him.

I'd try to get close to Lucifer but be a bit intimidated by him though and Mammon's tsundere act would kinda hurt me, but after I would realize that he's a tsundere I would be be friends with him.

10. Realistically speaking would you go up the stairs when Lucifer tells you not to? 

Honestly, I would respect Lucifer's wishes and not go up the stairs but if Belphagore doesn't shut the fuck up and keeps telling me to come to him, I'd probably go.

11. How would you react after Belphie kills you? What would you say to him ? 

After the whole killing thing and me seeing my dead body, I would be shocked and probably start swearing worse than s sailor and then lunge at him and beat him up out of anger. Honestly If I ever got the chance to make one of my wishes come true, it would be to get in a fist fight with Belphagore, where I would beat the living hell out of him.

12. How would you react after finding out you left the original timeline?

I would honestly be sad about it, yes I get it that in this timeline we still have the same characters but honestly I would struggle accepting the new ones, and end up missing the original ones.

I think it would also result to me constantly thinking, if this Satan likes me, would the original Satan also like me? What would he have done in this situation, etc.

13. Reaction to finding out about being Liliths descendent? 

One word : shit

I would think it would be cool at first but then when I'd realize that the brothers are technically like my great-great¹⁰⁰⁰ granduncle ( ik that it says that human Lilith is not related to the brothers by blood ) I'd be a bit .... disturbed. I'd definitely crack a lot of grandpa jokes with them and joking call them "grandpapi" randomly.

Honestly though it would also make me feel bad about myself because I'd start thinking that they would start treating me as Lilith's replacement or that they are actually trying to find Lilith in me. But I guess after some time I'd get over it.

14. Reaction to the demon brothers being in their demon form ?

It's simple, if they are angry while being in their form, I'd be wary of them for a while, but if they are calm while being in it, I'd be amazed and ask a lot of questions, resulting to me jumping around excitedly and trying to touch them.

15. On the last day, realistically what would you do? Would you hug the brothers ? If you were to leave devildom who would you stay in contact with?

Honestly I'd kiss the character that I'd fall for the night before I leave. I can imagine that it's either Satan, Mammon, Lucifer, Leviathan or Solomon. It's either go big or go home!

I'd take one of those typical Victorian family pictures with everyone in it, meaning diavolo and barbs, the demon brothers, the angels and Solomon, and I'd make a copy for everyone to keep. I'd also maybe make something that they call all remember me by such as personalized keychains or bracelets.

I can definitely imagine myself staying in contact with Leviathan because... You know... Anime lolol and Solomon since he is the only human who I could talk to about devildom and everything that happened there. I'd love to stay in contact with the others but I feel like I won't be able to entertain them much via texting. I'd also love to stay in contact with the angels but I think we all know that won't be possible. Sad sigh

Would I cry? ... Yes, I would get ready eyed and hug them

16. Lastly, What would you tell your family and friends when you return, what will you tell them when they ask you about where you disappeared off to?

Honestly, I would tell my family about everything that happened, I'd tell them about devildom and everything I experienced since I know they would believe me because our family already has some history with demons and spiritual stuff.

However, I'd definitely lie to my friends saying something such as me breaking my phone when I went to study abroad causing me to lose contact as I was gone.

To be honest, this was really fun to make and answer, it really got me thinking about myself and my personality. I really hope you guys also end up doing this, and enjoy yourself. If you guys want I can also make part 2 which will contain scenes from season 2.

Once again I hope you enjoy yourself, and don't forget to re-blog this with your answers so I can see your responses and so others can play this too.

[pyrolight]

Regarding an ask I got! from @thecottageinthedark

To Fe,

I’m sending this as a submission because it’ll probably be too long for an ask. i hope that’s okay.

I’d like to ask you for informational help re writing a character who uses a prosthesis. I’m writing a fic currently (for a small and obscure fandom I’ll explain a bit about if you want, but it’s not relevant directly) and the moment I tried to visualise one of the characters, I realised she had a prosthetic leg. This was a problem since I know nothing about prosthetics.

I tried googling but I got a lot of technical stuff and a lot of very simplified stuff and nothing really in the lines of lived experience or of what kind of prosthesis a person would probably have based on the kind of life they lead. So then I searched on tumblr and saw your post about [SPOILER]’s prosthetic. I’m not in the BNHA fandom but I really admire people who are able to bring realworld expertise into fandom.

And realworld experience is directly relevant in this case because the character I’m writing (she’s an OC and her name is Adrianna) is pretty much-in this regard-a completely plausible person who could exist in real life. She’s cis female, British, aged twelve, lower middle class family, lives in a small-to-medium town in England-probably in East Anglia. She lost her right leg in an accident when she was seven-a car crash, I think. She’s not super sporty but also not a sedentary nerd type. So, if it’s okay to pick your brains on the topic; what kind of prosthesis would she likely have? What would she need to do in the way of upkeep? What health issues would result? How would things go when she grew enough to need a larger one? And so forth.

I really want to get this right. It’s only fair, and even without the quality-of-representation issue I despise sloppy worldbuilding. I would really appreciate your help.

Yours, Lewis (he/him)

Hi Lewis, 

First things first, I owe you an apology, as I’ve not been on tumblr in about 6 months! I’m back online now, however I appreciate it must have been pretty disheartening to have sent this incredible letter and not had a response back. I’m sorry for that.

I know it may be a little late now, but I can offer some limited info, if it’s still of any assistance to you! Prosthetics is generally such a tiny field that ‘best practice’ can vary widely between regions, so it’s a nightmare trying to find any useful clinical evidence online, other than for very specific products. So the following info is purely based on my own local area. That said, I can VERY much recommend a document called the “Steeper Best Practice Guidelines”, I used it constantly when I was studying, it’s a simple but thorough run-down of different prescriptions, and the pros and cons attached to them. (disclaimer that I don’t work for the company that created it, I just think it’s really neat.) I think there’s a PDF available if you google it.

Right then. I reckon your OC would probably use a ‘modular’, or endoskeletal, type prosthesis. This involves a thermoplastic OR laminated socket, which is moulded to the stump, and typically lined with a soft foam material for comfort. Terry-towelling stump socks are usually worn on the stump, much like how you wear socks in your shoes. 

In terms of the actual metalwork below the socket: there would be a stabilised mechanical (typically hydraulic) knee beneath it, if she’d lost her leg above the knee - or just a metal shin tube, leading to a foot, if she lost her leg below the knee. At the bottom end of the shin, you’d have a metal adapter connecting it to the foot.

Something to think about is suspension, AKA how she stops the leg falling off. If she lost her leg below the knee, your OC would most likely use a “suspension sleeve”, with a one-way air valve built into the socket to get suction, in order to hold the leg on. These sleeves are commonly made of silicone, or gel, and are quite soft and stretchy. They do wear out, though, so generally need replacing every 3 months or so. 

If above-knee, the best suspension for a growing kid would be a TES belt, which is a soft belt made of neoprene, aka wetsuit-type material. Google is surprisingly good for pictures of TES belts, and of sus sleeves, actually! 

The biggest problem with kids prosthetics is growth. They grow so damn fast that it’s generally a good idea to have a review appointment every 12 weeks at minimum, at which point the leg will be adjusted to be slightly too tall - by the next appointment, it’s likely to be too short again! 

Other than that, issues are not much different than for other kids getting new shoes. Sometimes a leg will rub or cause a blister, especially if the kid’s outgrowing it, in which case adjustments to the socket, or a new leg entirely, will be needed - much like how shoes must be replaced when a kid outgrows them. Although there’s also external factors to consider, like hot weather causing extra sweating in summer for example, that can make life harder when using a prosthesis. 

Something crucial to consider is how your character copes psychologically with limb loss, and how other characters react, too; often, kids bounce back from this kind of trauma incredibly well, but their parents/guardians may need more support to cope with the change. A lot of kids will just sort of accept it, recalibrate, and move on; parent/guardians are more likely to feel guilty, or that they could have somehow prevented it. I think society is generally moving towards a place of better acceptance of prosthetics - lots of kids are actually now excited to show off their legs as something cool, but the older generations may (frustratingly) still see it as a stigma. 

This is a very personal thing, though, and it’s really down to the individual, and how they personally cope with it. Some kids like their limb to be covered up with foam or plastic covers, to make a ‘leg shape’ to fill out their trousers. Lots of others don’t. There’s no right or wrong way; it’s just down to what’s ‘right’ for an individual, and what will make them feel most connected to their prosthetic leg. 

I sincerely hope this is helpful, and I can only apologise again for the length of the delay to this response. I realise it may be too little too late - but I hope that I haven’t put you off finding out about, and writing about prosthetics - it is a very very very cool subject. 

[devilfic]

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plot: otherwise very rare, very soft moments between you and Harley where he doesn’t believe he’s very handsome and you objectively disagree. pairing: harley kunuk (@love-toxin​‘s oc) x gn!reader. cw: fluff, harley is a canon yandere (nothing yandere takes place in this piece, but it is hinted at), self-deprecating thoughts. words: 1.3k.

a/n: hello!! my writing is very sparse on this blog but I wanted to write a little love letter to @love-toxin​‘s OC, harley (because I’ve kind of maybe fallen,, for him in the last few weeks), and also the author! I love their writing both for their superb cast of yandere!OCs and also BNHA, so please go check them out if you’re into that!

Your... predicament with Harley did not leave you blind. He may have been childish, rude, or brutish at times, but you find it quite hard to believe him when he lays a heavy hand against his own face and mutters about how “ugly” he thinks he looks. 

He’s hovering just behind you in the mirror as you dress for the day, one arm of yours already through the sleeve of the striped blouse the chickens adore so much, and it brings you pause when he says it. You’d sometimes hear it if you listened closely for him at all times (which wasn’t hard, given how imposing his presence was), the way he’d insult himself quietly about little things: forgetting the name of something, breaking something he’d meant to handle gently. You often agreed with him, sometimes simply out of spite against him if nothing else, yet you couldn’t quite agree so wholeheartedly this time. Tentatively, you manage to catch his droopy eyes in the mirror and your breath hitches. 

It had been a long time since Harley had first brought you here. You’d grown used to him in the way sailors grew used to avaricious rats on their ships: grudgingly, without much room to argue. At first, looking him in the eyes would send shockwaves of nerves alight in you, but as the days prolonged, those eyes ceased to terrorize you so much. They feasted on you in less intimidating doses the longer he grew used to you being around, but he was still such a sight to stare on directly.

You quietly wonder if he’ll say something to hurry you in dressing. Yet, all Harley does is huff and stomp out of the room, leaving you alone in your bedroom with the early morning sun waking the rest of the world in the background. A strange moment of curiosity comes and passes.

But then it comes back again.

You’re standing out on the porch that afternoon as Harley weeds his vegetable patch in the hot summer sun, two glasses of ice cold sweet tea in each hand. You didn’t like interrupting Harley’s work and more often than not avoided it like the plague, but no matter how much of a brick wall he believed he was, he’d surely faint from exhaustion if he didn’t break soon. “Harley!” You shout as loud as you can across the field. “Can you come here a sec?”

You’re pleasantly surprised when he shuffles over with little fuss, taking the glass you hand him and sloppily gulping down half of it. Your eyes widen as the tea dribbles down his chin in tandem with his sweat, “...Maybe you should take a break, Harley. You look tired.”

Harley finally pulls the glass from his lips, looking you over with a furrowed brow, offended, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

You frown, “You’re sweating a lot, and it’s really hot out today… I was just thinking you could sit in the shade with me for a bit until you cool down? A-And I could tie your hair for you.”

It could have been the heat, but you swore you saw a blush burn across his nose at the mention of you tying his hair and he doesn’t protest. Instead, he drops himself on the very last step of the porch, still guarded by the veranda’s shade but leaving you enough room to settle into the step right behind him.

You situate yourself against his back with each leg either side of him, squealing in surprise when his hands come to hook under your thighs to pull you closer despite the heat radiating off of him already. Harley effectively sandwiches himself between your thighs, reveling in the way you squeak as you work a hair tie off of your wrist. A hearty chuckle is all you get in response.

Carefully, as he drinks some more, you run your fingers through his slightly damp hair, knowing he wouldn’t let you do this if you forewent a little massage to his scalp. He was always so sensitive there. 

As expected, he leans back into you some as you carefully drag the long, knotted tendrils of his hair back into your other hand. Delicately, you pull apart the tangled pieces of hair and remove the bits of hay and grass that had made its way into the mess during his work. Then, you pull it all back gently, twisting it into a neat bun at the back of his head before tying it off. Little tendrils of wavy hair fall away around his face, but as you guide him by the chin to look back at you, you can’t help the little laugh that escapes you, “There you are. You look very handsome with your hair out of the way.”

Harley blanches, “Wha… what the fuck did you just say?” His voice is soft, unbelieving.

You just laugh again, brushing some of the hair in his face away so that you can get a better look at him. Pointed nose, squared off jaw, straight-across eyes that would otherwise scare off anyone from looking at him for too long. They’d scared you off from looking at him for too long once upon a time, but then you’d seen that same face soften up in sleep, so much so that he looked like a totally different man when he wasn’t trying so hard to be hard. His comment from earlier that morning comes back to mind as your eyes soften, “You’re handsome, Harley.”

His eyes dart away from your face in embarrassment, “Stop fucking lying.” He pushes himself up and away from you in an instant, and you think for a moment that you’ve done something wrong, maybe offended him on accident. 

He’s hooking his meaty palms underneath your armpits to hoist you into a standing position, jostling you like a doll. You notice the way his grip lingers until you’ve focused your weight upright, “And get back inside before you overheat. I’m not dealing with your whining if you get sick.”

It’s later that night as you’re sat on your shared bed, a book propped between your legs and the lamplight illuminating your line of sight. Harley enters from the adjoining bathroom, steam trailing behind him with the sweet smell of homemade honey soap. You smirk in his direction, amused to find that he’s bothered to wash off before bed this time without your suggestion. He huffs boorishly at you like a tired bull.

His hair is dripping wet along his spine and it endears you that he’s tried to tie it back into a crude imitation of the bun you’d made earlier. The towel wrapped around his waist hangs low during his strut to the dresser to pick out his favorite sweatpants, following his routine of neglecting a shirt in favor of keeping cool beside you.

When he settles into the covers next to you to finally sleep, you chance brushing your fingers along the side of his face. His eyes don’t open. He barely stirs. 

He does mumble, softly, so exhausted you’re sure he wouldn’t ever ask such a thing if he was more awake, “Did you mean what you said?”

“About you being pretty?”

His eyes snap open to examine you. It’s enough just to see the pure bashfulness he exudes in response to your compliment that he doesn’t even get upset when you laugh again, “...are you just fucking with me now?”

You shake your head, leaning down to kiss his temple. You feel his body relax into your touch instantly as a well of quiet pride builds up inside you. It’s when you’re gentlest with him that Harley’s facade completely melts away. What’s left in its wake is the longing of a man who has never felt soft, never been treated softly. It was very rare you had the upper hand against him (or so you thought), but when you did, you tried to be gentle. “No. I meant every word.”

He’d always felt like a particularly ugly thing, undeserving of something as darling as you.

[aloera]

The ask prompt is too long to fit into an ask TT_TT but here's the doc for it docs(.)google(.)com/document/d/1yDI7iFRhOJ8ENv_IwZAo3rDSUqj80EiJROS10RzRbj4/edit

the lengths u are going for this,,, much appreciated you're very sweet!!!

prompts + answers under the cut!!

INTRODUCTION

Name: aloera

AO3 account: aloera

Fandoms you write for: bnha

How many stories have you written so far: 19

FANFICTION PROFILE

What's your favorite fandom to write for? hmm,,, used to do pjo and eah (ever after high) and eah was fun as fuck i will say!!! i think bnha is my fav mostly bc i made the most friends in this fandom :D

What's your favorite character/person to write for? bkg and kirishima!! cannot choose do not make me <3

Fic you'd want to improve? probably what we deserve? i rushed the beginning and the confession is a bit stilted imo

Hardest fic you've written? between lion and men -_- bc there is so much canon compliant stuff i've gotta write out before i get to the divergence and its HARD

Easiest fic you've written? come home to me!!! it happened so easily,,, no second guessing no writers block just vibes <33 was lovely i miss it

What would you say is the most "famous" fic you've ever written? also probably come home to me? its got the most interaction

first line of the first fic you've ever written and published. [not including my 2014 ffnet fics] "The bell rings, class starts, and Katsuki and Midoriya are inexplicably absent." from come home to me

Have you ever done a collab with another writer? yes!!!!! on two separate occasions and its so fucking fun i highly recommend trying it out its the best

Do you beta? if asked but honestly im a shit beta lmao

Do you like joining fic fests/exchanges? depends on what i have going on irl but in general yeah!!

FANFICTION PREFERENCES

Fluff or angst? definitely fluff

"OCs" or "Reader" inserts? reader inserts!! have been going ham on them recently

Blurbs or drabbles? blurbs!!

One thing you love about fanfiction i just. i really love slice of life romance?? and most media doesn't give you that bc its dedicated to plot and action and that's valid!! but fanfiction fills in the gap which is really nice

One thing you don't like about fanfiction most of the stuff i don't like is less about actual fanfiction and more about how people behave about it

What is/are your favorite fandom author/authors? IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE!!! TURN IT UP!!!

bnha: hiuythn, rae_tnub, Moniix, Ata_Lanta, wrunic, chezka, PurplePersnickety, surveycorpsejean, mahadevi, arxaris, deviance, Oceanbreeze7, MikeWritesThings, bonnia, wonhaebunny, dinosuns

voltron: hiuythn, Oceanbreeze7, DeerstalkerDeathFrisbee, arahir, dinosuns,

and honorable mention to loveclouds im not even in the haikyuu fandom i just love their fics So Much

these are just the ones off the top of my head i have so many favourites idc if i'm only supposed 2 have one!! die mad about it!!!

What is your favorite trope? secret relationship + relationship reveal til the day i die babie <3 <3

Least favorite trope? hm,,, probably just like. angst lmao i cannot stand 90% of it

A fanfiction cliché that you can't help but love? coffeeshop aus,,,, so good

Do you have a type when it comes to pairings? the otp where its like. piece of shit + himbo = love. ex. krbk, catradora, jade/beck

Favorite setting/au? hm,,, truly i cannot pick one KGKSJNHKj but i really like college aus!! and modern aus!! and roommate aus!!

Explain the meaning of your favorite line of dialogue you've written as if someone hasn't read it in context. “He doesn’t know,” Katsuki says, softly. “My timer stopped and nothing happened. He’s not mine.”

the line is from what we deserve!! it's a soulmate au where your timer counts down to the moment that you meet your soulmate!! bakugou's timer ends at USJ when he and kirishima attack kurogiri at the same time (impulsive kings <33) but kirishima's timer doesn't end until kamino because that's when he accepts himself as bakugous soulmate!! unfortunately, when bakugous timer has reached 0, he turned to see that kirishima's was still ticking and therefore believes that kirishima isn't his soulmate.

this line just,, idk. it's really sad. bakugou is such an action-driven character? if something doesn't go his way he Makes it go his way. he's got this insanely volatile quirk and he's got impeccable control of it!! but his love for kirishima isn't something that he can change and he's not going to ruin kirishima's chance of finding his own soulmate because he loves him and wants him to be happy. i really wanted to focus on how resigned he is? and how unusual that is for a character like him.

Favorite trope/genre to write? again, secret relationship with relationship reveals <33 fluff in general is my wheelhouse!!!

A trope/genre you haven't written but think would be a fun challenge? idk if this counts?? have been working on some dead dove concepts!! its super different from what i normally write so its a cool challenge

The one trope/concept you'll never touch and why probably cheating/infidelity?? it just looks,,, super difficult to write well and i don't have enough of an interest in it to try it out

Which do you prefer to write: longer or shorter fics? shorter!! low attention span gang <3

Ideal length to read? 5-10k?

Ideal length to write? 4-8k!!

How long was the longest fic you've ever written? control fraek is around 28k i think?

Have you ever written an AU? yeah!! i've done restaurant au's, soulmate au's, pro hero aus, and fantasy aus (general, not the bnha fantasy ending)

What's your favorite AU trope? hm,, probably when two people in authority are in a secret relationship? ceo's/uni professors/etc etc

Have you ever written smut? yeah!! was. difficult tho

What's your comfort genre? (the one you fall on most in writing/reading) fluff,,, hurt/comfort,,, fix-it fics with happy endings <3

If you were to start writing in other fandoms, which would they be? maybe jjk?? the characters are really cool!!!! fr i might go back to my ever after high roots i love the characters and setting so Much its so fun!!! idec if no ones into it anymore!!!!!

Is there a trope you think you could be easily recognized by in your writing? i've had people say they saw the mention of buff hagakure and recognized it was me so. probably that skdjhnksjd

WRITING STYLE

How would you describe your style? i tend to use shorter sentences and pretty simple words i think? and i gravitate towards lighthearted concepts that allow for ensemble casts and humour!!

Describe your style in three words romcom but fanfic

Favorite words to use when writing? the word reverent!! fuckin love including it!!

Dialogue tags or no dialogue tags? (she said, he said, they said, etc) dialogue tags!!!

Favorite dialogue tag (other than said, if you use them) again idk if this counts but "they said softly" is unmatched

Long sentences vs short vs a mix short <33

What colors would you use to describe your writing? hm,,, depends on the fic i would say?? control fraek is dark green to me?? kinda like a forest at night yk?? scary but there's still life there. sugar cookies is yellow like early morning sunlight, when it rains is yellowy-orange like a caution sign. not gonna list all of them cause theres a lot its just. do u get it? the colours change based on the vibe of the fic.

What song or music genre would you use to describe your writing? think. i am constantly trying to emulate that moment at the end of wasteland baby when hozier goes "im in love/im in love with you."

What kind of metaphors do you rely on? religious metaphors my beloved <33 they're just so pretty!!! i also love comparing stuff to water for some reason?? like that ocean vuong quote thats like "what are you now?/water." it goes hard!!!

What's something you'd say is experimental in your writing at this time? definitely action!! i have,,, no idea how to write it so anything i do is really just me playing around and seeing what works and what doesn't

Do you prefer to write by hand or to type? i've tried both!! personally i prefer typing because it goes way faster but i will say that writing by hand lets me get words down when i'm going through writer's block

What is your preferred place to write (notebook, laptop, cellphone, etc.)? laptop!!

What app/apps do you use to write (word, notepad, etc.)? google docs skjdnkjh its fine on desktop but mobile is,,,,, disgusting

Do you keep a notebook or file/notes page in your phone/device for notes on your writing? ngl i just have everything organized in my drive?? one folder per fandom and then sub folders for ideas+hcs, unfinished wips, and finished fics. multichaps get sub sub folders so i can organize outlines and drafts

Do you listen to music to help you write? yeah!! playlists organized by fic vibe :D

Where do you usually go to write (bedroom, living room, etc.)? mostly in my bedroom??? but moving around to different stops helps too i think!!

How long does it usually take for you to write? again this depends on what i have going on irl, how attached i am to the idea, my mindset at the time, etc!! i am,, the least consistent person skjnhdkjh.

What's your favorite font to use when writing? times new roman my beloved

Other writing habits? sometimes i'll write in the dark?? bad for my eyes but for some reason it gets the words flowing

CONCEPTUALIZATION

How do you conceptualize your ideas? (See specific moments like they're a movie, writing specific lines in your head, don't know until you put the words on paper, etc.) i tend to get inspiration from movies, books, poems, or other fics!!! sometimes one line just makes me go oh,, i want to write something like that,,, and then it helps me create an idea that makes me feel the same way?? i did this with control fraek!!!! i wanted a scenario where bakugou was cold and calculating and i was like hm. to do that he’d have to be focusing on something important. and from there i was able to flesh out the rest of the idea.

Which comes first: the pairing or the plot? with krbk its always always the pairing,, i'll be sitting there like wow <33 i love them <33 what if one of them had amnesia <33 (which, yes, wip!!) otherwise it's usually the plot!! and i slot in characters that i feel make sense

Have you ever used a prompt? yeah!! used a prompt for wlw week 2020 and it was fun as hell

Do you write around the story around a specific scene you want to get to or do you start from a plot idea definitely the first!!!! i almost always write like,,, a super messy scene thats 90% dialogue, keep it in my head, and then write the entire fic around that one moment

Do you find that you include a projection of some part of yourself in the way you write a character? a lot of the time when i write love confessions or love in general i'll have one of the characters think or say that the other person makes their head quiet? and it's because that's what i feel whenever i'm in love?? a quiet mind. i project on characters yeah but i think most of the projection actually goes to the way that i write love

Do you research some of the things you write deeply, partially and kind of wing the rest, or play entirely by ear (in this case, go with whatever base knowledge of the subject you have)? most of the time if i do research it'll be about the setting (ex. the izakaya in to have and to hold) or if i'm having the characters interact with an object that they like. need to know how to use (me, in control fraek: google. hey google. does someone die if they get shot in the foot??? no???? awesome thank u <3)

Have you ever had an idea for a story and forgot about it? lmaoo yeah all the time i'll find like 500-2k words of concepts in my gdocs like i do. not remember this at all

Is there a trope you think you could be easily recognized by in your writing? probably krbk secret relationship lmao

Are there concepts you've tried that turned out better than expected? yeah!! i fully thought the action in control fraek would be awful but it turned out not bad??? which im happy with

Are there concepts you've tried that turned out worse than you expected? again, what we deserve, i personally think it would have worked out better if i'd paced it slower and drawn out the pining but i. do not feel like going back to fix it so its staying the way that it is. pining is so fucking hard to do AHHHH i get so tired with it!!! im like just date already!!!!

PROCESS

How do you come up with titles? in rare occasions (literally. all my multichaps for some reason) the title comes after writing like .5 words of the first chapter im like YES this is it!!!!! sometimes i write the whole thing and pick out one line that fits (what i did with come home to me) a lot of the time i just. steal from songs or poems that i like

What's your favorite emotion to cause on your readers? i like making people happy!!!! love when people comment saying they're cheered up

What's your favorite emotion to write? lovelovelovelovelovelove

Have you ever cried or felt any emotion while reading something you've written? never cried?? but sometimes i'll rereading my hurt/comfort fics 4. yk. comfort

Do you write in order or whatever comes to you? in order!! unless i have a scene that i Need to write and i'll quickly jot it down so that i don't forget

Usual way you procrastinate while writing? ...doing asks like this, making playlists, discord, watching netflix. what don't i do smh

Do you outline or free write? i am. so shit at outlines. i mostly free write and write lil notes for stuff that i wanna add later

Do you set word goals or scene goals (scenes you want to include)? yes!! like i said i'll write loose notes for scenes that i want to add later!! it gives me something to write towards :D

What do you consider when writing your scenes? what goes into making the atmosphere and mood you want? to set a scene i do two things? the first is like,, the five senses bc that always sets the scene really well and makes it feel Real. i'll visualize stuff in my head like its a movie and write out what i would want to tell the set designer?? if the lights are low, if the space is busy, if it's supposed to exude comfort or not.

for putting forward the character's mood one thing i've found that makes a difference is sentence length!! long sentences are good for making a character seem flustered and nervous or not really in control of their emotions? good for love confessions. short sentences are good for when the character is focused on something or short on time. good for fights!!

What's something you never considered to include in your writing that you can't leave out now? def buff hagakure,,,, once i thought of it i was like. if i don't include this at least once in every single fic how could i look at myself in the mirror!!!!!! how could i face anyone!!!!

How do you start a story? establishing a fact about the character or describing the setting! option a is one single thread of gold, option b is between lion and men

How do you end a story? either by tying it back to the beginning or doing like a funny kind of closing??? option a is sugar cookies, option b is a godless society

How do you get out of writer's block? change something!! move something!! i go from typing to handwriting, moving from my bedroom to my living room, switching wips to work on something else!! i do sprints as well?? give myself like fifteen minutes to write something and sometimes 200 words opens up the way for another 2k. sometimes i'll just delete like 500 words and start fresh

Do you edit? or do you toss your writing out there? i edit!!! i'll go over it myself then send it to one or two betas (bee my beloved <33)

How do you edit? do you use spellcheck, grammar checkers, etc? bee is my grammar checker bc he is So Good with grammar. i use grammarly as well for spellcheck stuff mostly?? sometimes my edit process is just like "am i tired of looking at this!! yes <3" and then i post it

PROGRESS

Do you usually like what you write? yeah!!! i post stuff that makes me happy and that i'm fine with rereading!!! i write stuff for self-indulgence reasons first and foremost and i think my writing reflects that sjhnksj

Have you ever written something you didn't like but posted anyways? nope!! even what we deserve i LIKED even if i see a lot of room 4 improvement!! if i don't like smth it's not getting posted

Do you find yourself rereading your writing often? yeah!! the reason i wrote so much krbk secret relationship is because i loved it but i'd read all that there was so i just,, wrote more,, ngl its kinda nice being in a place where i actually like my writing bc i can write stuff that i want to see and really enjoy it!!

Can you tell us anything about your current WIP? sure!! i'm currently working on when it rains which is a fic where bakugou gets hit by a crying quirk!! i'm gonna be using it to explore So Much of all might's character and his relationships with bakugou and aizawa (and i think some people from his past!!)

Can you give us a sneak peek on your current WIP? “You did something. What the hell did you do?” Kirishima sounds pissed off. It would amuse Katsuki if he wasn’t fighting just to stay standing.

“Nothing he didn’t ask for,” Shinsou replies.

“K’ri… shima,” Katsuki croaks out. “‘S fine. Not him.”

His chest collapses back into the familiar dry heaving after that but Kirishima shuts up. He doesn’t apologize to Shinsou.

Kirishima’s a good friend, stubborn and loyal. He stands by Katsuki’s side like an attack dog, blocking him from the view of anyone ogling at his tears.

The last line you've written Ochako knows more than she'd realized. She knows enough to keep her guard up.

It’s not enough.

Open a wip. what’s the first line?

Katsuki wakes up feeling like absolute fucking shit.

INSIGHT

What's your favorite thing about writing? touched on this before but it's mainly just being able to write the things that i want to see and actually enjoy them!!! actually reread them!!!! i thought "wouldn't it be cool if bkg and kirishima owned a restaurant together" and then i wrote it and i like it enough to reread it!!!! being able to create content for myself makes me. so happy

How do you keep yourself inspired? this is gonna sound narcissistic maybe but honestly i'm just really excited about my ideas and where i'm gonna take them and the idea of "i'm gonna get to That scene" keeps me going through the entire thing. also my friends!!!! i'll talk to them about fics and their reactions keep me hyped up enough to finish!!!!

What is your favorite thing to write? just,, slice of life romance,,, stuff thats silly and makes people laugh!!

What do you think your strengths are in writing? i'm good with dialogue!! i do lil voice acting sessions with myself to make sure everything sounds natural and like it's coming from that character skhjnskj

i'm comfortable with my portrayal of love as well??? i spend a lot of time thinking about what it is exactly that i'm trying to get across and i think it turns out well!!

What are things you wish you could practice more? on one hand i wanna get better at writing angst on the other hand i dislike writing angst. do you see my issue

One way you've improved your writing since you began? characterization!! i think i've gotten better at writing characters that are all Different and bring different things to the table!!! i used to project a lot more and it would compromise the characterization because the character was like 70% me and 30% them? not to say that projection is bad but if you do it too much it just,, doesn't read like the character and from a reader's standpoint the narrative can become less compelling

One aspect of writing you're still working on? writing action!!! i. literally hate writing it but i write for a fandom about superheroes so. Unfortunately i gotta learn.

A piece of writing advice you've learned while writing saw this on another tumblr post but they said sometimes if you're struggling with a scene, the problem is five lines back. i've found that to be true!!!! sometimes u gotta delete a chunk and start a little ways back!! i did this with too busy being yours because i was stuck for Weeks and i deleted like 25% of what i had but it helped me actually finish it :D

A bit of writing advice you can't stand when people shit on show don't tell for being overrated lmao bc when u read their writing you can Tell

Something you wish you knew when you first started writing? ,,,,honestly i kind of wish i could know some of the stuff that i used to when i first started writing?? technically i'm better now but creatively i was must better when i wasn't stressing about whether anyone would like what i was writing. so i guess i wish i knew that i should keep that confidence? i kinda wish that i wasn't as insecure about other people's writing styles because i never used to be!!

Something you've learned in life that you apply in writing there's no point in feeling inferior?? writing one genre isn't better than the other. being in one fandom isn't better than being in another. the kind of language you use or the length of your paragraphs- none of that stuff like. matters. what matters is that you're having fun and happy with what you're creating!!!! enjoy other peoples writing but don't let it make you feel worse about yours :D

[stickynote7]

Hey I saw your OC post and I just think your OCs are Very Cool 🥺 can you give some more details about them? Throw some crumbs to the masses? (If not that's a-okay I just wanted you to know I think they're Neat™)

i cannot believe you asked,. than k you so much... this is the nicest thing anyone has ever asked me on tumblr dot com. i will pay you back with an answer so boring that you will regret asking. i am sorry

so basically there’s a powerful country called Kittsiri that unexpectedly invades the neighboring country of Andrie. It’s a bloodbath. Then they invade Kosmech, also on the border of Kittsiri. The story follows the Virslandic Liberation Front (placeholder name; just realized typing this up that it sounds like that BNHA terrorist group) as they 1. Attempt to stop the armies from going on to take the continent. 2. Convince the other states to help them. 3. ultimately take back the kittsiri-occupied Andrie and Kosmech (and whichever other territories may be invaded over the course of the story).

Okay, I’ll spare you the rest of the fictional history lesson. And also the map, which is in front of me. On to the characters! Sebastian Hartley was made an aimless teenage refugee when this all started (seriously a lot of people died). He joins a small band of people that want to burn down a Kittsiri military encampment. They succeed, but the group falls apart not long after, and so Sebastian decides to hunt down the soldier that killed his family. He finds him and pushes him off a bridge into a freezing river... only to feel immediate regret. He jumps in, pulls him out, now they’re freezing to death on the bank. Enter Alexei Lenkov, a Kosmechi national, who watched the whole thing, and invites them to his log cabin. He asks about the attempted murder and when Sebastian explains, Alexei asks why he bothered saving him, he didn’t think he would ever be able to forgive someone like that. Sebastian says he doesn’t forgive him, but that the murder of one man won’t do anything. He’s decided to do something that actually matters. Alexei decides to stick around him and they start a paramilitary resistance.

Fast forward five years, Sebastian and Alexei are leading the joint Andriet-Kosmechi revolution using guerilla tactics. They’re also lovers, but that’s not important. All of that previous stuff was backstory!!!!!!!!!!!!! I don’t have the Actual Plot on a timeline yet. It’s an ensemble cast story about the war: the civilians affected, the revolutionaries, the elite bystanders who watched foreign cities burn, etc. There are many more characters, but I don’t have good sheets for them yet. Also, I tend to develop characters’ motivations, possible arcs, roles, and general vibe in my head before I actually name them. So. A lot of them don’t have names. Or appearances.

Sebastian has a really big heart. If you asked him what he’d be doing if he wasn’t a revolutionary, he’d say botany. He likes plants and he likes people. But he’s not talkative... think of him as a cat that likes to be in your general vicinity.

Alexei goes anywhere Sebastian does. He believes in what they’re doing, though, and he’s good at it. He makes an excellent diplomat and public speaker. He says things to make people like him, but that doesn’t mean he’s lying. He smiles when he’s mad, laughs at bad jokes, and shakes hands with people he dislikes. Not a liar. He just has goals and he needs to accomplish them.

Anyway, the story’s themes boiled down are: found family, morals, and anti-capitalism, if you actually read this you’re a star

thank you so so so so much for asking

[brunswickfarms]

@‘d by @bowl-of-shortness​

(Preferred not real) Name: Ten

Gender: *Shrugs*

Star Sign: Uhhh, scorpio

Height: 1.61m (5′3? I think?)

Time: PST

Birthday: November 9

Favorite Bands: Aw heck, I don’t know,  I’m more of a “I like this individual song” kind of person..?

Favorite Solo Artists: I don’t know, uhhhh, Cavetown..?

Last Movie: Last movie I saw? The Witch, it was homework

Last Show: Wolf Rain?

When did you create this blog: My main in 2014, RWBY sideblog in 2018

What do you post: My art on my main, and just RWBY on this sideblog

Last thing you googled: A BNHA character, lmao

Other blogs: Oh my, uhhh... I got my main/art blog, a comics sideblog (mostly Shazam), a pokemon sideblog, a Detective Conan sideblog, a Tangled the series sideblog, a BH6 sideblog, this RWBY sideblog, an Owl House sideblog, aaaaand a OC/archive/references sideblog. 

I like keeping things neat.

Do you get asks: Not really, but that’s because I dont give people a reason to ask me stuff? I’m no good at creating stories or AUs and stuff so *shrugs*

How you chose your url: Well, for my main it’s because my name is, in fact, Ten, and for this blog I just think the brunswick farms are neat? And I really like getting canon related URLs like character’s names or places and stuff like that. 

Following: 659

Followers: 125 in here

Average hours of sleep: 6-7, I like my sleep 

What you’re wearing: Pajamas

Dream Job: Animator

Dream Trip: Anywhere really!! I don’t go out a lot, but I think somewhere in east Asia would be cool. 

Favorite food: BBQ Ribs!! I also really like octopus, and white rice..

Favorite Song: I don’t know, I get obsessed with a different song each week! 

Last book: Percy Jackson

Top 3 fictional universes: Pokemon World, Remnant, ATLA? Mentioned worlds at the top of my head but watch me wake up at 2am in cold sweat to change this because I remembered another one. 

I don't tend to tag people but if anyone wanna do it because they saw this!! Go ahead!!! 

[franeridart]

Anon said: [Spoilers for non-manga readers] opinion on Baku's hero name?

Very Bakugou, honestly don’t mind it at all! Mostly just surprised it’s, like, legal in the bnha universe for heroes to call themselves stuff like explodo-kills (and also that there isn’t a character limit for hero names??) but that Bakugou would stick with it is pretty damn in character for him so I like it xD still, I’ll probably just call him Dynamight if I’ll ever need to use his hero name lmao

Anon said: not to be the most romantic sap but uh just a kiss by lady a is killin me

Nothing sappy about letting romantic songs get to you!!!! I say, as I’m constantly crying over romantic songs so this mindset benefits me as well lol

Anon said: i may or may not have stumbled across some of your older kiribaku art, the stuff with akane, and she's the best child oc tbh. i actually like her and i tend to not be a fan of child ocs but she's just the cutest darn thing 🥰

I’m so glad you like her!!!!! She was a lot of fun, what a good gremlin ;;;

Anon said: uve heard of dragon!kiri w his hair spikes up, now get ready for dragon!kiri w his hair dowm lookin like the softest boy

AW HECK I think I’ve drawn him in the past, actually!!!! Spike-haired Kiri will forever be my fav Kiri, but there’s just something about hair down Kiri isn’t it!! What a cute boy ;;;; all sharp edges and soft curves, what a lovely sight

Anon said: can i just say your itafushi art is so cute? these two already make me feel and then your art just (つω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

THANK YOU SO MUCH I really need to draw them more, don’t I! goge kinda monopolized my attention there, but the way itafushi makes me feel..........boy the way they make me feel ;;;;

Anon said: good day, poké au thought: 12 y/o bakugo somehow catches a dreepy as like his 2nd pokemon and never questions it

WHY NOT WHY NOT I have a whole team in my mind for the boy tbh but dreepy is so cute ;;;; and anyway, I like my poke!bakugou with as many dragon types as he could possibly get his hands on hahaha

Anon said: Please know that, amongst other factors, you were one of the maon reasons I stsrted Jujutsu Kaisen two days ago and there isnothing more to say except thank you and I'm absolutely in debt with you for that, thank you so much 😍

I’m so so SO glad you’re liking it!!!!!! It can get kinda heavy but it’s such a great story.... honestly I’d been wanting to start it since I saw the first pv for the anime all the way back last year but I was like, you know it’s a mappa anime! so I wanted to watch the anime as a new thing, cause I love mappa, but three episodes in I couldn’t hold back and just binged it. It’s kind of story that just makes you wanna drink it all in one go, isn’t it? so good so good

Anon said: makeup artist kirishima and model bakugo or makeup artist bakugo and model kirishima? :0c

Hmmmmmmmmmmmm can’t say I see either of them much into fashion tbh, but if I had to pick probably model Kiri and artist Baku? I just don’t think Baku would be able to stay still enough to get photographed, and he wouldn’t like the photographer bossing him around anyway, and catwalks would be impossible for him to stomach imho, he’s too restless for it! At least it’s the way I see it haha

Anon said: fdgdhdkfhdafs i had a thought, what if bakugo prefers dogs and kirishima prefers cats and when they meet each other and become friends it's like, "oh." because they have some striking similarities to their fave animals

That’s been my headcanon for a while now, actually!! I think for me it came from two characters in a manga I like that are a lot like a dog and a cat but have inverted fav animals and when I read about that I was like “oh, right, makes sense since they like each other” and then my brain turned it krbk because when does it not lmao

Anon said: your art is the soothing balm to my soul recently, thank you for posting so much beautiful content. i hope you have a lovely week. ♡

sob thank you so much, I’m glad my doodling can help you feel better ;; <3

Anon said: Friendly reminder anon from last time: that post I left last time I had only eaten 7 gingersnaps that day and hadn’t drank any water. So that encouraged me to actually self care. Thank you.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! well I hope you’re taking care of yourself today too! And as fair trade, I’ll do the same myself! <3

Anon said: Hi! I'm an artist and I'm thinking of making a sideblog for my art. Do you have any tips?

Ah man, I’m sorry but I’m not the best person to ask this to! I started this sideblog cause I had too many followers on my main and I didn’t want my stuff to be seen by that many people at first, so whatever I did probably isn’t what you’re looking for :( but really there isn’t much to it, just post whatever you like to draw, tag it as best as you can (but remember that only the first five tags appear in the search page) and be patient, since whatever you do at first you won’t get much attention anyway - the only real advice I can give is to draw something that makes you happy and that you’d draw anyway even if no one were to see it, it’ll make keep posting despite a possible lack of activity a lot easier!

Anon said: Your goge art🥺🥺

I just love them so much ( TT’’’TT)9

Anon said: how the fuck have i not been following you? I remember seeing your bakushima art in the bnha tag and always thinking it's so cute. Now you're into JJK too??? and the satosugu art??? fuckin, diabetes incarnate. I love it. I love you. Your art 10/10. I'm tired lmao.

WELL thank you for the follow!! And for thinking my stuff is cute!!!!! I do my best with that, I want all the soft things for my favs 😌

Anon said: Are you gonna draw Gojou/Getou comic?? 👉🏻👈🏻 WOULD LOVE TO READ IT

you mean an actual doujin? I don’t think I will, sorry! I’m really no good at long projects orz but thank you so much for wishing to read something like that from me!!! ;A;

Anon said: Hello! YOUR ART IS SO FREAKING GORGEOUSSSS!!! I love them so much!! If I may ask you one question. Between Getou amd Gojou, who do you see as top/bottom? Just curious

THANK YOU!!!!! And I honestly don’t care as long as they’re happy and together!!! please let them be happy and together 🙏🙏🙏

Anon said: i want you to know!!! i followed you for your kiribaku art but!!! i love your art so much that idc what you post because it's all just!!!! incredible and wonderful and stunning!!!

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!!! this means a lot to me so seriously thank you so much!!!!

Anon said: d'you think bakugo has like headaches or migraines after training or battles because of how loud his quirk is? like, i listen to music slightly too loud and my head is sending me to hell. (unless you go with the hoh hc which is also 👌)

I like to think Baku’s body is attuned enough to his own quirk that he wouldn’t get drawbacks of the kind tbh, though that wouldn’t be a bad thought for when he just starts to increase the output/width and strength of his explosions............ well, I myself suffer from chronic headaches and migraines so I’m always up for projecting on my favs ngl lmao

Anon said:  so like... dragon kirishima's eyes glow right? like, if we equate his dragon-ness to unbreakable his eyes glow? they also glow when he's half shifted? honestly i just live glowing eyes

Oh hell yeah I’m all for that, definitely definitely, I love glowing eyes with my whole heart and Kiri’s eyes in unbreakable are just so!!!!!! NGH *chef kiss* the more of unbreakable there is in his dragon form the happier I am ( TT^TT)9

Anon said: me, scrolling through your blog: ah shit guess im gonna have to start watching jjk

!!!!! hope it won’t hurt you too much, anon!!

Anon said: dragon!kiri and bakugo having a tug-of-war match over a piece of meat. both have it in their mouths. both are determined to win.

Kiri is turned into his dragon form and Baku still wins, hell yeah

Anon said: your satosugu is top tier!! it's hard to find stuff for them that isn't straight up angst so your art has been super cool and also very very cute!! (tho if you went with angst, it wouldn't be a bad thing obviously)

AH I’m so happy to hear you like them!!!! but also happy you wouldn’t mind angst, as I do like them the best happy and soft but my brain, my brain has been throwing sads my way for a while now 👀 I got some ideas

Anon said: What program/device do you use??

Easy Paint Tool SAI and a wacom intuos!! Though I got myself an ipad+procreate just yesterday and I’ve been messing around with it, let’s see how that one goes!

Anon said: *inahles* i am simping for mohawk man please tell me everything about your ocs immediately or i will detonate

THANK YOU FOR LIKING HIM HE’S CALLED DAVIDE Dav for short, he’s a cat of a man and a music instrument enthusiast (mostly string ones, but he’s very good with the piano as well) - he works in a music instruments store, and he’s a uni student majoring in philosphy! He doesn’t like bothersome things, he isn’t very good at taking anything seriously or putting effort in stuff, but he’s very chill to spend time with and generally a nice chat both if you want mindless thoughts or deep conversations (he’s a philosophy major after all). He can’t sing for shit, he’s got two cats (tago and schelly!), and he just wants a quiet life to laze around but all his friends are hurricanes in human bodies, but then again, he picked them himself so he can’t complain. He’s a good boy!! I’m planning a comic for him and his boy Ross >:]

[sleepychai-fics]

Road to Salvation ~ Chapter 1 - Prologue

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Warnings: Death, blood (just the description of it, nothing spilt)

Word Count: 2903

Pronouns: Female

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in BNHA. However, there are many OC’s in this fic that I’ve created. These OC’s belong to me and are specifically created for this fic.

Feedback is appreciated! Comment down below if you’d liked to be added to the Taglist for this fic!

People jump in surprise as you roll into a landing, using the momentum to take off into a sprint. You tighten your grip on the plastic bag in your hand, your backpack jostling from the movement but secure nonetheless.

“Stop her!”

You duck your upper body low to further avoid visual detection as you hear thundering footfalls behind you. Bystanders gasp and scream at your figure as you weave between them.

Two pro heroes are in close pursuit after you, shoving people and objects out of their way, leaving havoc in their wake.

They’re careless. Good.

With your small, malnourished figure, it’s easy for the well-built and highly trained pros to catch up to you. However, just as one reaches to grab at your hoodie, you leap out onto the road.

Cars screech to a halt and toot their horns as you vault across the street. You hear the pros curse you as they adjust to the sudden change in directions.

People jolt to a stop as you dash past them, veering into the nearest alleyway. The two pros race after you, citizens yelling as they are yet again shoved out of the way.

The pair turn down the alleyway but stop short once finding it a bare dead end. Anger and shock mix in their features.

“Where the fuck did she go?” One asks as he scurries towards a pile of trash bags.

“I don’t know. Maybe she didn’t turn down this alley?” The other asks as he scratches his head.

The first one gets mad and glares at the second. “I saw her come down this alley!”

“Well we can’t see her here so where else could she have gone?!”

Just as the two get ready to brawl with each other, a taunting whistle causes them to snap  their heads up.

Your peering over the edge of the tall building, too high for the heroes to even think about scaling up. A smile is spread across your lips, victory etched onto your face.

“Thanks for the run! Thought I was going to be missing out on my cardio today!” Your comment makes the pros growl in frustration. “Well, I better get going now. See ya!” You can’t help but laugh as you walk away from the ledge, the pros yelling and cursing obscene profanities at you.

You walk to the middle of the building before kneeling down and slinging off your backpack. The buzzing of your phone has you hastily unzipping your bag. Swiftly grabbing your phone from the inside pocket, you glance to the screen before accepting the call.

“Hey Dabi. What’s up?”

“You plan on coming back anytime soon?”

You hum as you stuff the bag of bread into your backpack. “Yep! Just snagged a jackpot full of bread. Even got a loaf of gluten-free. Their security is sloppy. It’s like they were asking me to steal the bag!”

Dabi chuckles. “That’s good. So I’ll see you in 15?”

“Yeah.” You take a quick glance at the time before returning the phone to your ear. “Kai should be finishing work soon so I’ll probably meet up with him on the way.”

“Cool. See you then.”

“See ya!” After hanging up the call, you toss the phone back into your bag before zipping it up. Securing the straps around your shoulders, you slide your gaze across the horizon.

You crane your neck to each side, the sound of it popping satisfying to you. Bouncing side-to-side, you sigh. “Let’s do this.”

You take off in a sprint towards the edge of the building, vaulting over the small fence with ease.

What awaits you is a large drop to the next building. Common knowledge says the fall can severely injure anyone. But you’re not afraid in the slightest.

The force of gravity pulls you into a faster descent, you feel it in your body, the way your insides seem to flutter with nervous excitement. The feeling is horrifying and absolutely amazing.

You have to squint in order to properly view below you. Your feet dangle in your vision as the cement roof gets closer with every beat of your heart. As soon as your shadow casts onto the roof, your eyes glimmer with the activation of your quirk.

The speed of your fall slows down drastically as you grip onto your quirk, fingers twitching with the effort.

Seconds pass by before you feel the soft press of cement beneath your thin-soled shoes. A smile spread across your face, heartbeat thundering with exhilarating adrenaline.

You take off once again, using your quirk to vault across and between buildings.

~*~

The bell chimes as Kai opens the door, leaving the bustling cafe and entering the busy streets. He adorns a loosely fitting black shirt which ruffles in the cool wind and tight-fitting jeans that look to be on the edge of throwing out. With a tired yawn, he lifts a hand to thread through his thick silver hair.

“I think it’s time you cut it.”

Kai snaps his dark gaze over to where you are, leaning against the wall beside the cafe entrance. He breathes out a light laugh. “You think?”

“Yeah! It’s on the brink of touching your shoulders again.” You reply as you spring off the wall.

Kai shrugs, standing beside you as the two of you merge into the moving crowd. “It’s only been five months.”

“I know, but your hair grows quickly. We should at least trim it back a couple inches.” You suggest, reaching up to ruffle his hair.

Kai swats at your hand. “Yeah okay. Are you happy to do it then?”

You chuckle as he fixes his hair to the side of his face. “Sure. How was work today?”

“Not that bad actually.” Kai switches from his annoyed tone to a happier tone. “The old lady came in today and gave me a loaf of the gluten-free bread.”

“That’s nice of her. I assume you got work tomorrow as well?”

He shakes his head. “No. He gave me a couple days off. I don’t work till next week.”

“Ahh. That’s too bad. You got paid today, right?”

“Yep. He gave me a little bit extra as an apology for being late.” Kai informs as the two of you turn a corner.

“Fucking finally! That dude had me worried he was turning into an asshole.” You say as you step out of the way of a man as he runs through the crowd.

Kai laughs as he agrees. “So was I.”

Topics of conversation pass between the two of you as you walk among the crowd. Every street you pass and every corner you turn gets more secluded as you walk. Thirty minutes pass and the environment has drastically changed from the bright eye-soar of the bustling city, to the gloomy, deserted area of the abandoned industrial part of town. The only people that occupy the streets are the homeless and the outcasts.

A cry from a dark alley reaches your ears and you abruptly stop your conversation and pause in your steps, eyes snapping towards the looming darkness of the alley. Kai, having also heard the noise, follows your actions.

“Sounded like a child.” Kai speaks softly.

You hum in agreeance, sliding off the straps of your bag. “Stay here. I’ll go check it out.” After handing your bag over to Kai, you quietly walk into the dark alley.

As a supplement to your quirk, you gained the genetic ability to see clearly in the night with barely any effort, making it much easier to peer into the dark alley. As a result of this, your eyes glow faintly in the dark.

You quietly creep deeper into the alley, surveying every object in the cramped area. With a twitch of your eye, you activate your quirk, amplifying the way you see. You feel the cold shadows of the dumpsters and litter throughout the alleyway. The bricks of the dark walls also have their own shadows despite already being in the dark.

It’s the presence of two human-like entities a few feet ahead of you that you focus on. One is slumped between the dumpster and the wall while another, smaller one kneels beside it, shaking with violent shivers. You deduce that it’s the one crying.

As you deactivate your quirk, your peer around the dumpster.

Laid against the dumpster lies a woman covered in blood, clothes torn to shreds and bruises littering her skin. Her brown eyes are half-lidded but full of fear, more so as she glances at you. Beside her kneels a child, tears steadily falling from their eyes, clothes equally torn but not as badly. Blood spots are scattered across them, but it doesn’t appear to be theirs, only a few bruises marking their skin.

The two instantly gasp and try to cower further into the wall.

You hold your hands above your shoulders as you squat before them a few feet away. “It’s okay. I mean no harm. I only wish to help you.”

The woman, presumably the mother of this child, releases the tension in her body. “Are you really?” Her voice is quiet and shaky though her tone is apprehensive.

You nod, lowering your hands to your lap and smiling. “Yes. My name is (Y/n), I can take you somewhere where we can take care of you. I’m not sure what you know about this neighbourhood, but there’s a place nearby that can help you. It’s usually referred to as ‘The Mall’.”

The mother takes a shaky breath. “I… I remember hearing… about that place. You… it’s a place where… people go when they have nowhere… else to go. They say you… take in those who are… forgotten and left out of society.”

A gentle laugh escapes you. “That’s the gist of it yes. They also say that we are the edge of villainy.”

She nods. “Yes. I heard that too. Are… Are you villains?”

Shrugging your shoulders, you answer: “Yes and no. There’s a lot of us who have managed to get a job. We use that money to get survival essentials, such as food, water, medications if necessary. We try to prioritise what we can.”

She sighs in relief. “That’s good.”

“Although, there are a few of us who the society would dub villains. I am one of those few.” This sentence raises tension between you two. “We go out and steal money and other things such as food from others.”

The child cowers closer to his mother, hands shaking as they grasp her shirt.

You continue, despite the tensions of the atmosphere. “But we have our own special rules about doing it, the main one being we only steal from those who are clearly above the average pay grade or are more than capable of supporting themselves.”

The mother laughs lightly. “Serves them right.” You laugh along with her. “You steal to survive… Something a lot of people… take for granted.” You nod and smile at her.  

You watch as her eyes avert behind you, widening with a fresh wave of fear. You already know who it is, having tracked his shadow as he entered the alley. “There’s no reason to fear here.” You assure, smiling as he kneels beside you. “This is my friend Kai. He’s also from the mall.”

“Hello.” Kai greets, head bowed slightly.

The mother instantly relaxes, patting her child’s head. “So you do…  whatever it takes to survive?”

You nod in agreement. “Yes.”

Kai speaks with a gentle voice. “We can guide you back to the mall, care for your wounds-”

A wet cough erupts from the mother, blood splattering everywhere and pooling from her mouth. The child whines and clutches tightly to her arm. She shakes her head twice. “No. It’s too late for me.”

“Mommy?” The child whimpers, new tears pooling at their eyes.

The mother's brown gaze brim with single tears, locking onto your own gaze. “Promise me… You’ll take care of my son?” She lightly gestures to the child who only quivers beside her, eyes squinting with tears and disbelief.

You nod, but Kai answers for you. “We promise we’ll do what we can for him.”

The mother smiles and lifts her shaky hands up to her neck. She fiddles with the chain of her silver necklace until she finally manages to unclasp it. With shaky movements, she carefully offers it to you, the rose engraved pendant dangling below.

“Take it. Please. Let him...have it… as a way to… re-remember me by.” Her frail voice all but begs.

Nodding, you reach over to take the necklace from her fingers. Her hand drops as soon as you take it, closing your fist around it protectively. She then peers over her son, a smile gracing her bloodied lips.

“My dear Michi…”

The boy, Michi, coughs out a sob. “Mommy.”

The mother moves her hand to cup his cheeks, the hold shaky and barely there. “My brave boy. I… want you to live… your life to the… fullest. Don’t… cry over me for… too long… I promise… that I’ll be… w-watching you… from above.” She breaks out into an airy cough, blood dribbling down her chin. Her hand drops from Michi’s cheeks, but not before swiping the few stray tears from his eyes. “I love you Michi.”

You watch as the light from her eyes fade to a dull colour. Her body is no longer twitching, chest no longer moving as her muscles give out.

Michi sobs loudly, body curling in on his deceased mother. He wails and screams, begging for her to come back despite the fact that he knows she’s gone for good.

You and Kai stay still, heads hung low in silent mourning as well as a silent promise. Neither of you move to take him away. You let him mourn the loss of his mother, not wanting to rip this moment away from him. Afterall, you both know it’ll be more detrimental to him if he doesn’t have this opportunity.

More than twenty minutes pass by sluggishly, nothing but the sounds of broken sobs and scream filling the air.

Eventually, his cries soften. He lifts his head up from his mother's stomach, eyes bloodshot from his continuous tears, face a sickly gray, most likely due to the amount of energy he spent.

He looks to you, brown eyes staring into your own until they peer down to your hand.

You smile and open your hand to reveal the necklace. “Would you like me to put it on you?”

A shiver runs through Michi’s spine, so violent he looks to be flinching.

“You don’t have to. I can give it to you to hold.”

Michi shakes his head and speaks with a low, worn out voice. “Can… Can I wear it? Please?”

You nod once. “Of course.”

Slowly, he stands up. His legs are shaky, his pants ripped beyond belief, barely giving him any protection from the cool air of the alley. He takes small steps towards you, eyes downcast, fingers twiddling with each other. Once he’s within your arms reach, he turns around to have his back face you.

Carefully, you bring the necklace around his neck, clasping it on with ease. You return your hands to your lap.

Michi turns around, and to your surprise, he wraps his arms around you. With little hesitation, you lightly wrap your own arms around him.

“My mommy trusts you. So, I will too.”

You can’t help but smile and tighten your grip. “I’m happy to hear that. I promise I won’t ever let anything bad happen to you.”

Michi tightens his own arms around you, shivering as cool wind brushes past.

“Are you cold?” Kai asks. Michi peeks his eyes over your shoulder, looking at Kai. He nods shyly.

Kai briefly takes off your bag in order to ease off his jacket, placing it over Michi. You move your arms to hold the jacket to him, tucking it around him.

“Are we going now?” Michi asks.

“It’s up to you Michi.”You reply.

Michi looks back towards his mother, his hand reaching up to grasp the pendant that hangs from the necklace. “She told me not to cry too much.”

“But you’re allowed to cry. You’re allowed to feel sad that she’s gone. Where we’re going, no one will judge. I promise.” Kai assures him, smiling at him.

“I know. But she wants me to live and be happy.”

You thread your fingers through his black hair. “If you’re ready to go, we can. But don’t feel like you have to.”

He stays quiet, staring at his paling mother with glistened eyes. A few more minutes pass by with him simply staring at her. He then turns to look at you. “She said she would be watching me from above. She never breaks a promise.”

Neither you or Kai can stop the smile from spreading on your lips. With small movements you reach up to tuck a strand of black hair behind his ear. “Then let's show her you can grow to be a strong man.”

You see him smile before burying his face in the crook of your neck, exhaustion clearly overtaking him from the way his body practically melts into yours.

Kai helps you stand up straight, ensuring Michi stays comfortable and relaxed. With only a few seconds of hesitation, the three of you exit the alleyway.

[ellemfaoh]

Pairing: (BNHA) Arumi Suzuku (my oc) x Neito Monoma

Category: Angst

⚠TW⚠: Attempted Suicide, relationship issues, traumatic break-up

Where did it all go wrong?

Just a month ago Neito had been teaching her about baking. They played around with the batter and flour. Flour was all over their faces and hair and clothes and splotches of chocolate cake batter were on their noses, cheeks, foreheads, arms, and hands. They laughed for a bit after that, pouring the batter into the cake tin and stared at the mess in disdain. Clean-up was made more tolerable with some lively music and the occasional dance break.

After the cake was done they left it to cool down and went to clean themselves up, washing the flour out of each other's hair and rubbing the batter off their faces.

Now Neito was packing his things up in boxes while Arumi just glared at him, helping out with the occasional snarky remark thrown at him. The little apartment that was once so full of life was now dreary and heavy.

When Arumi muttered something about him being wrong in their previous fight he snapped, dropping the object in his hands, an old photo frame of younger him in an embarrassing sailor outfit, onto the floor.

"If you're gonna just keep acting like a total bitch then stop helping and leave so I can get something done!"

Arumi glared at him, taping a box shut. "I don't trust you in MY home. Not anymore. You have no right to talk to me like that!"

"Well maybe if you weren't so stubborn and clingy all the time then we wouldn't be in this situation in the first place!"

"Well if you didn't act like you were a god to be worshipped 24-7 then I wouldn't be so stubborn! You forget you're also only human too Neito!"

After a moment of glaring, Arumi threw the tape at a box and stormed to the door, pulling her shoes on. She couldn't stand being around him and he couldn't either, so she'd just leave. He smirked, and not the smirk she loved, but the cocky smirk that bragged about him winning.

Just before she closed the door, she heard him throw a half-hearted remark toward her. The words made her pause from closing the door for a minute, a slight thought of 'what if' passing through her mind before she shooed it away. Closing the door and zipping her jacket up, a puff of air coming from her lips as she pulled the jacket up to her lips she started walking down the stairs and toward town. Winter always made her feel crummy, and this did nothing to help.

"I'll be gone with all my stuff before you come back."

When Arumi came back nearly five hours later, she learned that Neito was indeed true to his word. All the boxes filled with his stuff around the house were gone, all packed up and taken to either an extra storage area, or a friend's apartment. What did she care though? They were over, their relationship six-feet under.

Tossing her keys onto the counter, she slid her shoes off and started walking around the apartment. His products in the bathroom were all gone, his pictures around the house all taken, minus the ones of their relationship together. Vacation pictures, anniversary pictures, and some other pictures of them from their younger years messing around. She'd take care of those later though because she was tired and needed to sleep.

Walking into their once shared room felt odd as well. 50% of the things in it were now gone. All his clothes from his side of the closet were gone, his nightstand was empty, and the other room accessories were gone too. Their bed was the only thing left alone, but not like there was much to take anyway. Slipping out of her clothes, she changed into PJ's and climbed into bed, a bit uncomfortable due to the lack of dip that used to be there when he slept. All she could do was close her eyes and try her hardest to sleep.

• ° • ° •

About two months later and Arumi couldn't get a good sleep no matter what she did. Neito on the other hand felt better. Neito had risen up in the hero ranks, his work improving after he had fallen a bit lower a month before due to issues. Arumi though had fallen lower, her work quality decreasing in both amount and thoroughness.

Neito had felt pretty shitty about the breakup the month after he moved out, but after that he felt a bit better about himself, his self-esteem coming back full-swing. Arumi though, felt better a month after moved out, her work going great until just now, the grief and loneliness finally hitting her.

Now after hero work Arumi would go straight home and just do whatever she needed mindlessly. She actually came across one of his old hoodies when going through her drawers the previous month and swore to get rid of it some time, but now after doing what needed to be done and she wanted to go to bed, Arumi would grab it and put it on and lay down, curling up as she reached one arm out to the empty side of the bed while the other covered her mouth and nose. Her tears stung her eyes as she smelled it, pulling the hoodie over her eyes.

"It still smells like him..."

The grief struck her quietly, but it did happen, and now she was in a rough patch of emotions.

Neito on the other hand felt pretty shitty the first month they were apart. His last words said to her were, "I'll be gone with all my stuff before you come back," and he was true to his word about that. It made him feel guilty in a way that for someone he's known since high school those were his last words. All while finding apartments he thought about how those same moments in their shared one would never happen in his new home again, and that the smell of cinnamon and firewood paired with aftershave wouldn't be there.

He got over it though when he realized he didn't need to wallow in those feelings. Neito felt a lot better when he looked at his apartment after being fully moved in and seeing the space he had. He didn't always feel like this in his relationship, but closer toward the end, he felt Arumi clinging onto it like someone would hold onto a life preserver in the middle of the ocean. It annoyed him. She's a grown woman and if she felt the relationship ending she shouldn't have tried so hard, she'd be able to deal with it.

Now here he was, living his best life and feeling great. He was getting more recognition, he had the freedom in his home life, and he finally got over her.

• ° • ° •

After Arumi realized she wasn't going to feel better, she took a vacation from work for two weeks. All she did was stay home and go through old memories. Looking through old photo albums, rewatch their favorite shows and movies, listen to their old songs, the likes. She looked terrible though. Tan and warm complexion fading into a more sickly pale color, eyebags forming thanks to the late nights and the terrible sleep, and her eyes lost a bit of shine.

Eventually she realized why she felt so shitty when she came across a family photo of her and her parents when she was a baby. Right, it was the attachment issues. She lost her mom as a super small child and her father went to prison a few years later. After that, she wasn't left with anyone. Now it made sense. Thanks to her getting attached to Neito, losing him felt like the world was falling apart around her. Considering she knew him from high school the pain was extra tough.

After realizing this she got in touch with a therapist. After a bit, it became increasingly obvious she was stuck in a depression funk. This wouldn't do well for hero work so she took a medical leave to try and improve her mental state.

The news was all over Arumi's medical leave of absence. Seriously, it was in articles and reported for a few solid days. Neito got annoyed by it, but in a way that part of the concerned boyfriend crept in slowly and he didn't realize it, but he started reading every article and watching every report. Sometimes he felt drawn to go visit and check up on her. Just because they broke up didn't mean they couldn't ever talk again right?

Before he knew it he climbed into his car and started driving, cursing at himself for letting the worry take over. She was strong and he knew it, he didn't doubt for a minute she could take care of herself but even still he couldn't help the feeling he had to check in on her. When he arrived to the apartment door, he stood there for a moment, hand just an inch away from the door, staring at it.

"What am I even doing here? We aren't together anymore. Seeing me would probably make her feel worse..." Sighing, he just gently leaned his head on the door. "Even still I can't help but feel worried about her. This could be an opportunity to talk things through though." He made his mind up at that moment and knocked on the door.

He waited for a few seconds, then those seconds turned into a minute, and that minute turned into five. Growing impatient, he checked the spot where the spare key always was and chuckled silently to himself when he realized she never changed it. Opening the door, he was hit with the memories, good and bad.

Before anyone calls him crazy, he knew she was home. He saw her car in the parking lot. He would never do this if he knew she wasn't. That just isn't sensible for a normal human.

One thing Neito didn't like upon entry was how quiet the house was. It was so much darker in terms of atmosphere. He figured she would've been better by now, but not judging by the state of disarray the apartment was in. The trash was piling up, the counters were crowded with stuff, the living room was messed up, there were clothes all around, etc. He was clearly wrong.

"Suzuku?" He called out, looking around. She wasn't in the kitchen or living room obviously, so he went to check the bathroom and found the door open. With a quick glance, he concluded she wasn't there and made his way back toward the kitchen and living room area to check what was going on. Did she go for a walk maybe? Wandering around the kitchen he found all their old pictures on the fridge still up which shocked him. He tossed his the moment he left, and here she was, keeping them.

He realized he didn't check the bedroom and left the kitchen, walking away from the area where so many great memories happened. What he didn't notice was the medicine cupboard was wide open, the contents all messy and disorganized.

As Neito reached for the door handle, he felt some strange feeling. His mouth ran dry, his heart started beating a bit faster, and his hands started to shake slightly. Why did he feel so nervous? Was it because he hadn't talked to her in nearly 4 months? Was it because he felt bad? Because he felt guilty for the way they ended things? Shaking his head of these thoughts, he grabbed the handle and pushed the door open, averting his gaze down for fear she was staring at the door already.

What he didn't expect was to see pills on the floor and her body laid on the bed. She looked so peaceful and like she had been sleeping the best she could. A small smile remained on her lips as she hugged a pillow. There's no way she did that. She was just sleeping.

Taking a step closer to the bed, he felt paralyzed for a moment. His heart hammered and his stomach was all twisted up. His hands shook and his vision was going from blurry to clear. She couldn't have. After a second, he hurried to the bed, shaking her resting body.

"Arumi, Arumi wake up." He shook her harder. "Stop joking with me, I know we ended on a bad note but don't do this to me." Harder. "Arumi! C'mon!" He didn't realize tears were welling up in his eyes as he lifted her shoulders off the bed, head falling back limply. This couldn't be happening.

Putting his ear to her chest, he waited for a moment, hearing a faint and slow "thump" coming from inside her. Crying with relief, he lifted her up and ran down the stairs and put her into the car, calling the hospital ahead of time to let them know to get prepped for her arrival.

Neito probably broke records for how quickly he got there, getting out of the car and opening the other door for the doctors, watching them grab her and put her on a gurney, running inside. He followed like a lost puppy, only stopping when they told him he couldn't go further. All he could do was sit in the lobby and wait, leg bouncing anxiously as he held his head in his hands, memories of their years together rushing through his head.

"Ugh, it's so hot!" Arumi groaned, taking a seat next to Neito who was laying on the grass under the light of the moon and the light coming from the dorms. "It's night time and it's still muggy. God, I feel like I'm dying." Opening a popsicle, she started to eat it, handing one to him wordlessly.

"Thanks." He said, putting his against his forehead. "At least the wind is blowing, it makes it feel better."

"Yeah, that's true, but it's still warm. We should've just stayed inside." Awase said from a bit further away, a few others agreeing.

"It's the best time to look at constellations though!" Pony said, fanning herself with some paper fan she made. "See? The stars are so vibrant right now."

"It doesn't distract us from the fact it's hot." Neito said, finally deciding to eat his popsicle, looking at Arumi. "Are you- Are you biting your popsicle?"

All she did in response was bite it again and laugh at him, punching his shoulder softly. "It helps cool me down faster, yours is melting anyway."

"Ah!"

Neito smiled at the memory, getting up to get himself some food, wandering through the hospital smelling how hospitals usually smell. Clean. It made him shiver to think of all the people that were sick or dying at the moment though. That's why hospitals smelt clean. To hide that thought.

"Where do you think we all go when we die?" Arumi asked, laying against him while watching the show playing on TV.

He was a bit shocked by the question, confused, and slightly worried. "Why do you ask? What's with the grim topic miss I-always-smile?"

Pointing at the TV she sat up and laughed. "That's what they're talking about right now, and I'm asking because I'm curious about what you think." Hearing her laugh made him feel a bit stupid, sitting up as well.

"I dunno, I mean, it's such a grim idea to think of. I like to think we all go into a sorta holding area while we wait to be reincarnated." He said, adjusting his hair. "What about you?"

"I think we just die. Plain and simple. I mean, rebirth sounds nice, but it's like, sad to think all your old memories just get erased from everything." Looking back at him, she messed up his hair again, laughing at his annoyed face. "It makes me feel a lot better about my mom to think about that instead of thinking she's stuck in either heaven or hell forever, or she's been rebirthed as someone completely new."

Now Neito was back to sitting in the lobby, waiting anxiously for the doctor to come down and find him. He felt like it was all his thought this happened. He broke up with her (not true, they both agreed it'd be best). He abandoned her (she also said she wished they weren't together). He felt like instead of saying goodbye or ending it off on a bad note, he left it toxic and something for her to dwell on. She told him everything and he learned about her sometimes. He should've remembered all her issues (don't do that, it can burn you out).

Just as he was about to get up and ask the receptionist at the front about the situation with them for the nth time, he saw a doctor approaching him. He practically ran over, which he hated. Just because a nearly decade-old long friend and years-long ex-lover attempted to kill herself doesn't mean he'll take her back. He'll be there though, he'll make sure she's not okay and he'll make sure they end off on a good note this time.

Taking a deep breath the doctor looked at him, doing their best to remain neutral. "She made it just in time. You got her here just in time, but she has been put into the ICU and is in a coma."

Neito have a deep sigh of relief, hands on his knees as he nearly cried. "Thank God she's okay..."

The doctor gave a small smile knowing he felt that much relief, clearing their throat. "She will be put into the mental ward if she does wake up though. The waking up part is a major if though. I'm sorry to inform you."

Right...people going into coma's don't always come out. It could be an eternal sleep. All Neito had to do was pray though.

• ° • ° •

About two weeks went by before Neito got the call. She had finally woken up.

He rushed like crazy to the hospital, rushing through the halls (respectfully) to get to her room. Number 274. Standing outside of it, he took a deep breath and slid open the door. What he saw made him feel a rush of emotions.

Arumi was sitting there, the window open as she stared out of it, messy hair toward him, wires and tubes connecting up to her arms and chest. She looked so sad and she didn't even look toward him.

When Arumi heard the door open she knew exactly who it was. She remembered who she put down as her emergency contact. Vlad King, Neito, and Setsuna. The only one it could be who would take a pause and then open the door would be Neito. Setsuna would've opened it and rushed over, Vlad would open it with no pause but then again he was probably teaching right now, so that left Neito. She was told he was the one who rushed her to the hospital. It was comedic.

Not turning her head, she spoke softly. "What're you here for?"

Neito had to think about what she said to make sense of it for a second. "They called me, and I was worried. You know...seeing you laying there in our- your bed with the pills spilt kinda..." He trailed off, eyes averting to the side for a moment.

She finally turned to him, looking not like he usually saw her. She looked tired and sad, something combined he had only ever seen on her face enough he could count on his hands.

"Why do you care anyway? Didn't you take your stuff and leave? Why would you bother coming and suddenly care about me for the first time in nearly five months?"

He felt his throat constrict painfully, nerves finally kicking in. "I...I came to check on you when the news kept reporting your leave and the whole boyfriend instincts kicked in-"

She glared at him, tired eyes and eye bags only adding on to the anger in her eyes. "Don't even pull that out of your ass. Four months. Four months Neito Monoma! Suddenly you act like you care because I finally took a break?! Of course you came THAT day, because your senses could just tell I was in "danger." This is complete B.S. and you know that!"

"I'm telling the truth! I didn't predict the day you chose to kill yourself!" He stopped immediately, taking a moment to calm down. "Sorry...I'm telling you the truth." Going to sit down, he paused under her hateful gaze.

"Get out. I don't want to see you. Get me Setsuna or Kendo or even that intolerable blonde from class A that you hate!"

Hearing that, he turned silently and walked toward the door, walking out and going to close it, but paused and looked down. "I'm sorry we ended like that." Then he left, tears rolling down his cheeks as he walked away, his face devoid of emotion.

Stopping at her words, he remembered how much fun they had as high schoolers and messing with class A and their classmates. His eyes started tearing up, but he quickly wiped it away, his voice coming out strained and hurt. "You didn't even leave a note...I would've been okay if you explained that I was the reason in a note, but you didn't leave anything for anyone! No explanation, no will, nothing. How would everyone have felt?"

She stared at him for a moment and turned toward the window again. "I don't care."

[jd-arts319]

(old bnha oc,decided finally to post it!!!!)

Name: Chikara Hatsumomo

Romanji name: hatsumomo chikara

Alias/Heroname:momo-san,chi-chan,kara-kun

(Hero): elementrix

Personal description

Birthday: august,28

Age: 4(before izuku's conforntation with katsuki & his goons)

14(middle school,class mate of izuku)

15-16(from sports festival through provesional hero license internship)

Gender: trans!male(female)

Hair color: dark brown hair with two bright yellow side-streaks hair

Eye color: greenish-blue/cool green

Blood type: O+

Quirks: Elements,enhancement

Status

Status: alive

Birth place: Shizuoka prefecture

Family: naturia(mother/deceased),mana(father/unknown),chiharu chikara(grandma/deceased)

Occupation: student/artist

Affiliation: U.A

Team(s): Shie Hasseikai Raid Team

Fighting-style range: close & far range,close & far combat

She is izuku's childhood as well,however she never met bakugo until they are 6 yrs.old,she was also izuku's best friend & protector,since she knew of him being bullied for awhile.

Crush: none/(later either todoroki or katsuki)

Bio: she met izuku around after school & the two quickly became friends,since then they are like siblings,both always hang-out each other's home,bakugo never knew her until they both met at the age of 6.

she had mutual-relationship with him,but neverthless she never start a fight with unless if it comes from izuku being bullied,no one also knew if she had a parents,however she is seen walking by herself,it worries the teachers since she was only young,despite she is smart & know how to protect herself,since she heard about her teachers worries.

she asked izuku if she could live with him & his mother & since inko knew what happend to her parents since she remembered her husband mentioning of being closed friend of kara's mother,naturia who died after the fight she been gone to,nobody knew where she died but is broadcast though.

so inko let her live with them from now on & she grew up with izuku as like siblings,she once had a parents one was name hatsumomo sakiko known as pro-hero naturia who controls elements & great in inhenced hand-to-hand combat & reflexes,her father however was remain a mystery,his quirk was enhancement,but he wasn't known as a pro-hero.

he just disappeared after mom had her,since then nobody knew where he disappeared off to,however her mother kept strong for both of them until she died,chi was taken care by her grandma who she took after from,until her grandma's un-timely death comes as well,she was numb from what happend however she starting to be happy again after meeting izuku & living with him.

Appearance:

He had white fair skin,cool green eyes,a curvy yet well-built body,hair tied into a lower-loose ponytail,his body was slim when she was 6 however when 14 her body became slim-yet curvious almost hour-glass like well-built body.

when from 15-16 she even more well-built before,all in all he was rather a very attractive person,that somehow rumored she could outstand midnight & mt.lady,she had a surgery around before she came to ordera high school.

in order to fit her real gender,but since she took after her grandmother she looked almost a like her,many man tend to woo her thinking she was a easy to sway ,but she always ignore them,there are rare-times when perverts comes after her,since she trained & trained before she knows how to defend himself.

4: her hair was short & never wore a hairclip yet,wears teal overralls,yellow short-sleeved hoodie underneath & purple shoes.

14: she wore oredera school uninform,however when she is training with izuku & all might she wore,short tight turtle neck & sleeveless exercise shirt,knee-length below tight exercise shorts,dark-blue exercise shoes his hair tied into a ponytail.

15-16: he wore the official U.A uniform,one with the jacket & one with none,his p.e clothes as well,in civilian look he wore a 70's like cool green & white hoodie,knee-lenght below jogger pants,black ballet-like flats.

Personality:

She is quite mature,tactical,intelligent,reckless,a bit stubborn sometimes but kind,understanding,& blunt person,however when she is angry she is like a vicious demon sometimes,overprotective of izuku,crazy,brutally honest,& creepy can be sweet sometimes,caring too.

Abillities:

Enhanced strength & speed: she can be strong almost as all might & faster than iida,eraserhead as well.

Enhanced reflexes & hand-to-hand combat: she is great at counter attacking & nullificating some quirks as well,like bakugo while fighting him or sparring she can easily overpowered him less than a min.,in hand-to-hand combat is the same as her reflexes as well.

Enhanced telekinesis & teleportation: this was one was clearly unknown but somehow she always use this before she had her quirks,but she is almost strong as tatsumaki from one-punch man.

Equipments:

She always had a whip or some weapons that easy used in combats while using her quirks.

Quirks: Elements

Types: Transformation,Bending

Elements Techniques & methods

Fire: hellfire blaze, magma burst,lava steams,flames of hells.

Earth: earth's destruction,blades of stones,boulder spikes,rocks of quacks.

Wind: race of the hurricanes,winds of rebellion,airs of jesters,rumbling tornados.

Water: raging typhoons,whirlwind maelstorm,aqua burst,war of the sea,oceans rampage,tsunami's massacre.

Mixed ver.:

Fire + wind: hellfire hurricane,winds of hell,airs of magma,rumbling steam of lava tornado.

Fire + earth: rocks of volcanic wars,burning quacks,stones of lava's,magma boulder.

Earth + wind: quack tornado,earth's hurricane,rocks of the wind,bouldering air.

Wind + water: aqua wind,winds of ice,blizzard of tsunami,whirlwind winter,snow typhoon,shivering maelstorm.

Advantages:

☆ She can perform them in a different techniques & moves.

☆ She uses them with or without her weapons.

☆ She can easily change their diffrent shapes,styles,& movements,she also make them as her weapons.

Disavantages:

☆ it drains a lot of energy on his body for pushing it for too long.

☆ he gets restrained on his body & some of them aches if he pushes for far too long.

☆ he usually pass out & been out for a days or weeks for using too much of his energy.

Enhancement:

☆it's useful ability,to use in order to maximiaz some of their quirks including himself too,but that also parts of disavantages as well,since it could get someone hurt.

Transformation:

Fire: pheonixia/xius

Earth: Terraria/rios

Wind: nymphia/phios

Water: sirenix/tius

Transfusion:

Fire + wind: soaring flames

Fire + earth: volcancia/cious

Earth + wind: boulderia/rus

Wind + water: wintersia/rus

Stats:

Power: 5/5

Speed:5/5

Technique:5/5

Intelligence:5/5

Coorperativeness:3/5

Battle & Events:

USJ incident: when this incident happens,she helped all might in the fight,but she lets all might finish the fight in the end & help izuku & the others get treated.

Sports festival: she had won many rounds in this event,but while she still up next she was with the other's teachers regarding the usj incident.

HOSU incident: in this incident happens when she visited izuku & gran torino,when the three head to hosu city,that where the three starts to help the people & the two to find iida,when they did she starts to give a first shot while izuku keeps iida & hero native safe & sends help.

Training camp incident: she along with the others got injured after the villains had attacked their training camp,while she had minor & izuku had major,she felt guiltiness for not saving bakugo.

Rescue mission:

After the incident she along with the students are comtemplating whether or not to try & save bakugo,however in the end she joins the others to rescue bakugo.

From Iida to izuku:

When they put their plan in motion,she saw iida punch izuku & heard what she says,she conforted iida about it & somehow everything is ok between izuku & iida,though she did laugh at the fact todoroki called iida"watcherman iida".

All for One v.s All Might:

When the fight between all might & all for one,she once heard that she was connected to chi's father's disappearance,that it turns out that her father was force by all for one to work with him,but after meeting his mom,he also knew he had kept the secret he had a family with naturia from him,& he was the who killed his father,cause of this, it hurts chi's heart but kept strong while she helped izuku & the others save bakugo while he helps them,she keeps the other villains away.

Dormetries: after the incident,she heard that the teachers have built a dormetries for the students in order to keep them safe,she is still feel hurt about the incident but,she was ok now after she moved in the dormetries with izuku.

Hero provesional license incident: when they day another provesional license exam happens,she met togata mirio who had a interesting quirk,unfortunautly for mirio she knew chi had a elemnetal quirk,thats why there are times mirio wins & loses from chi,& chi is same as him.

incident: when she & izuku,along with mirio starts their hero provesional license exam,they ran into eri who is a girl with uncontrolable quirk & a former yakuza,they form a plan & decided to try & save eri from chisaki,everything just turns fuzzy to him howeever they have succeded on saving eri,when everything is over they start to go home but she first decided she wants to talk to chisaki,but when saw that tomura is about to kill him,she saved chisaki & help the others brings him to arrest,she & chisaki once talked but thats about it.

U.A Festival: when the others are starting,they have a plan to make a mini-concert,while they have practice about it,she & izuku have encounter gentle & love-lover,things gets rather serious but they able to make in time in order to make eri smile.

Relationships:

Inko & Izuku Midoriya:

He & izuku have been friends since they are both 4,she was the one that always protects izuku,not only that both also bonds on quirks analysim & strategism,while with his mother,inko she usually calls her auntie or sometimes by accidental "mom".

Katsuki Bakugo:

Both met at the age of 6,the two have mutual relationship with each others,however after the incident two did starts to become closer,but they still mutual with each other.

Iida Tenya & Uraraka Ochako:

She always laughs at tenya's enthusiams,but neverthless she & iida gets along well,as for uraraka she did know uraraka likes izuku,however she knows that another person likes izuku as well but she never tells her yet.

Toshinori Yagi/All Might: usually she & toshi who is known as all might had a odd friendship with one another but they get along very well.

Todoroki Shoto: she met shoto on the entrance exam,& had formed a aqquintacneship with one another but as time passed their relationship had gone to from acquintanceship to friendship,though she also feel worry for him after she heard his past.

Aizawa Shota/EraserHead: both had a rather serious comedic relationship,they make a pretty good teamwork.

Togata mirio & eri: she doesn't much interact with them,but they do have a good relationship.

Stain/chizome akugumo: she doesn't know much about him but she sometimes visits him & talked.

Kai chisaki/overhaul: their relationship can say the same that is almost like him & stain,but they talked less.

Trivia:

☆ she wants to be called she because some people keeps reffering to his fake or current gender.

☆ she likes izuku very much,since izuku was sweet & funny.

☆ she likes to draw,music,animes,adventures,training & quirks anaylizing & strategism.

☆ she doesn't know that she somehow victimize some of the boys from different grades & somehow some male pro-heros too(mainly:kirishima,denki,mineta,tetsutetsu,iida,mirio & tamaki).

☆ she likes dumplings,& rice-pork bowl,choco-buns too.

☆ she & toshi usually hang-out once in awhile when is about there lives or is about some classes or is izuku,or regarding toshi's health.

☆ she also have healing as well she never shown it much,only when they are not close to the u.a from recovery girl.

☆ she sometimes do what izuku as well when it comes to anaylizing quirks,instead she never mutters,but actually she does she just saying with letting out a sound.

Edit;Chikara & kyoko shares the same elemental abilities but kyoko is toph but mellow & a ‘avatar’,chikara can bend elements as well but not much as kyoko,both are my ocs

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Boku no hero academia @rightfulowners

[mic-and-cheese]

BNHA ask game- 2, 3, 8, 9, 12, 15, 17, 18 & 20

2. Who’s your least favorite character?

Shigaraki. Now usually I love villains, and I do think that he’s got a super interesting backstory but I really just can’t stand him and I really can’t place why besides the fact that I’m not really a fan of creepy characters.

3. If you could have any quirk in the series which one would you pick?

Hard choice! I think I’m stuck between Present Mic’s and Shishida’s! I really love voice and sound related powers but also Shishida’s pretty much a fuckin werewolf and you can’t go wrong with that

8. First character to catch your eye?

Mic!!! I never had any interest in BNHA until I saw him, and I just thought he seemed like a pretty cool and interesting character!

9. How did you get into BNHA?

I’ve watched a few episodes and the first movie back when I wasn’t into the series but my friend was, but I never got into it until after I realized I liked Mic and decided to start watching it to learn more about him, but then I got hooked.

12. What character do you think you are most like?

Hmm Aizawa? Both kinda messy and tired and wants to look at things logically, I just vibe with him a lot, and his friendship with Mic reminds me of my own best friend.

17. favorite OTP?

I don’t care about canon x canon ships, so none

18. NOTP?

also none

20. Top five favorite characters?

1. Mic

2. Aizawa

3. Thirteen

4. Hawks

5. Gang Orca

15. Favorite villain?

Saving this one for last so that I can put it under a spoiler (spoils some of the more recent chapters of Vigilantes)

I suppose this will come as a surprise to anyone who’s seen me ship with villains for the past 3 years but really I hate all of them, the main series ones at least. My actual favorite is Pop☆Step from Vigilantes, but even then she’s only like... possessed and not really a villain?

Honestly I just like her a lot because she’s really similar to one of my ocs.