#coding classes for homeschoolers

[optimuslearningschool]

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[wisegirl25]

Arcane High School AU Headcannons

Jinx

-Shows up to class once a week (forced to by Silco)

-Somehow has the best grades in almost every class (100 in science, 99 in tech, etc.)

-All the teachers hate her because she constantly breaks the dress code and makes fun of teachers when they try to discipline her

-Just doesn’t show up for detention

-She and Ekko graffitied the back wall of the school and everyone knows it was them but nobody can prove it

-Ignores Vi whenever she tries to talk to her

-Has BEEF with Caitlyn and pulls pranks on her through her locker

-Says she hates kids but she’s always babysitting Isha

-She and Ekko constantly bicker in the hallways so people thought they hated each other until someone caught them making out under a stairwell

-Gives people piercings in the bathroom (it is NOT sanitary at all

-Blasts punk rock and metal music through her headphones so loud she can’t hear anyone

-Is on the Robotics Team, does drama (but she only helps make the sets), and refuses to join anything else

-Nobody knows that she and Viktor are secretly super close-they argue like siblings

-Sells drugs behind the school but doesn’t really take them herself

Vi

-Has dated half the female population of the high school

-Has okay grades (b’s and c’s) but has the best grades in phys ed

-Will scream at you in PE if you don’t pass her the ball

-Annoys Caitlyn all class

-Plays cod mobile or brawl stars instead of doing her work

-Gives Jayce HORRIBLE dating advice (he thinks that because she has a gf she would have good ideas)

-Gets into fights like every other day

-Will punch you if you say anything bad about Jinx

-Threatened to beat up Ekko when he and Jinx started dating (he knew she would never)

-On every sports team ever

-Somehow is the only girl on the male football team

-Failing the one class she has with Jayce

Ekko

-Soundcloud rapper//Jinx helps him produce his music

-Skateboards to school

-Always fighting with Jinx to have the highest grades

-Gets pissed that she doesn’t even put in the work and still excels

-Also on Robotics, plays basketball but nobody has the heart to tell him he’s too short

-Volunteers at a food bank and a homeless shelter every week

-Gaslit Scar into thinking he hated Jinx for the entirety of their freshmen year

-When Scar found out they were childhood besties he was like what

-Ditched prom with Jinx and got happy meals at mcdonalds

-Art club

-Draws Jinx in his sketchbook but won’t let her see it

-Ditches school with Claggor sometimes

-Pretends to hate Caitlyn because Jinx does (bf duties) but lowkey ends up having fun with it

-“Adopts” the weird kids from all the younger grades and forms a little Ekko fanclub indirectly

Caitlyn

-Her mom is on the school board

-Was homeschooled by tutors most of her life until she convinced her parents to let her go to public school

-Straight A’s

-Student Council Vice-President (going to be President after Mel graduates)

-Does track and archery club

-Hated Vi when they first met but warmed up to her

-Tried to get along with Jinx for Vi’s sake until Jinx blew up her locker with a huge project in it and now she has beef with her

-Tries and fails to break up fights

-Breaks the rules but gets away with it because she’s sneaky about it (I hate when ppl make her a goody-two shoes like she wasn’t constantly undermining authority in the show)

-Doesn’t understand why Ekko hates her

-She introduced Jayce (her childhood friend) to Vi and has regretted the decision ever since

-Gossips with Mel in the bathroom

Jayce

-Co-president of robotics team

-Has all a’s in every class except the one class he has with Vi which he is failing

-Will ditch class to go annoy Caitlyn

-The teacher either love him or hate him no in between

-Tried to get onto Student Council to impress Mel

-Plays sports

-He will constantly argue either Ekko, Viktor, and Jinx during robotics

-Bi king can’t decide if he’s madly in love with Viktor or with Mel

-Somehow super popular even though he was a loser in middle school

Viktor

-Has been hopelessly crushing on Jayce since middle school

-Hits people with his cane

-Mostly quiet unless something he’s passionate about comes up

-He and Caitlyn get along really well and ditch Jayce and Vi whenever they start to act stupid to go gossip with Mel

-Secretly has a Youtube account with 100k subscribers but all he does on it are video essays and random rants

-Gets asked “are you gay?” every other week

-He is but he won’t admit it

-Robotics Co-President, Debate team, student council

-People don’t make fun of him because he will literally find ur address and somehow get the police at your door

-The Robotics club becomes his cult and the younger kids worship him

Mel

-Super popular

-Good grades

-Student council president

-Everyone is lowkey scared of her

-Sprays her vanilla coconut body mist everywhere

-Everyone knows her because her mom is some super famous politician

-President of the Debate Team

-Model UN

-Gossips in the bathroom

-Is lowkey queer but doesn’t know how to label herself so she just ignores it

-She’s really sweet if you actually get to know her and is the friend that buys everyone super expensive gifts

-Buys kids toys to give people she doesn’t like as gag gifts

Sorry it’s so long but I have more…

[invincibledc]

Nerdy Tactics

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Yandere!Batboys Highschool AU

Prologue | I.Riding Pays | II. The Gray Side | IV. Lucky Artistic Charm

Previous… on the Yandere!Batboys

You jolted up to see a boy with neat fringe hair cut, and nerdish glasses. He looked at you with softness, his hand lifting up to wave at you. You swore you could see a small bit of blush on his pale cheeks. There stood the Wayne brother of this class.

Tim Drake.

Present time. Time: 8:10 am. Date: Wednesday , 7th, 20XX.

You stared at Tim in shock before you looked away from him. The boy frowns as he sits next to you, “Hey… Y/N? Is something wrong?” He quizzes as he places his hand again onto your shoulder.

You tensed up as memories blared into your brain.

Blood, blood all over his hands as he grabs you along with a small brown skinned boy who stranded by him.

“We had to do this for you… they aren’t perfect like we are for you.” The voice says, echoing in your head. The last thing you felt was something inserted into your neck.

You snapped out of your thoughts when Tim kept calling your name. You looked at him, flashes of his dark cold face of that switched with his concerned soft one. You started to breathe heavily, you felt as time was going slow. He reached his hand lifts off of your should and goes towards you.

Your mind kept switching to him dragging you across the floor. How his younger brother was just coldly staring at you.

Before Tim could touch you, you slapped his hand from your face with wide eyes and narrowed brows. The boy moves back, pulling his hand to his chest. Shock written on his face as you started to calm down from him moving back.

“S..sorry.” You said softly, chuckling it off. How weak and embarrassing can you get. Showing that the accident was getting to you. “Guess I’m not feeling that well after all.”

Tim’s eyes soften as he nods, “I see. Well, I’m glad you’re back in school now. I’ve been worried that you may had it be homeschooled.” You nodded, really wishing he would be quiet. You looked forward at the teacher who was showing the programs of coding. Tim continued talking, looking at your side profile with soft dilated eyes.

“And if you did, you wouldn’t be safe either ways.”

“What?” You turn back to him who was looking forward like you. Tim looks back at you with a raised brow. “Hm? What’s wrong?” “Did… did you say something?” You felt yourself get nervous now. You swore you heard what you heard.

“I didn’t say anything? Are you sure you’re okay?” Tim says worried, a frowns appeared on his face. “Wow, you weren’t really joking about not being okay still..”

“Yeah…” you gazed onto his face, studying him to see if he’s hiding anything. You point to the glasses on his face.

“What’s up with the glasses? You never wore them before?” You said with a raised brow. That seem to make Tim’s face burst red, he messed with the glasses a bit before looking at you with a wide smile.

“Well with programming classes and coding a lot in robotics, my eyes started to get a little weak. So I had to get checked out and yeah.” He says as he stares at you with a soft stare.

Raising a brow, you looked at him confused. Tim always had 20/20 vision. He told you himself, he never needed glasses…

“But didn’t you always use to—”

“MX. [LASTNAME] & MR. DRAKE!”

You and Tim jolted at the teacher’s loud voice as the coding character has finished the programming. Classmates turned at you with either annoyance or confusion.

“Stop talking. Pay attention or I’m writing you both up.” With a stern look, the teacher turns back to the board. Leaving you with your hand in your hair and a confused face.

What the fuck was happening?

Tim could see you breaking down a little beside him, only moving his eyes to glance at you. His eyes started to darken.. he remembered.

“[name], what’s your type?” A girl with pigtails said, she looked at Jason. This was all in middle school. “My type is Jason! He got this bad boy vibe about him.” She giggles behind her hand. “You’re so lucky to have Jason by you.. I would die the second they say hi to me..” you awkwardly chuckled, “I don’t know what my type is.. I’m not really into dating.” You rubbed your arm. The girl gives you a raised brow, “No way you don’t have a type! You have to have a type at least…”

“Okay okay.. fine. I guess I like nerdy guys? Like Andrew Garfield spider man wise.. yknow? He looked hot with the glasses on.” The girl’s eyes widen as she shook you hard. “Omg yesss!!! I agree as well!!”

You and the girl walked away from where you were standing by the swing sets, not knowing a certain boy with a fringe heard what you said.

“So they like nerdy guys….” Tim looks down before a dark smile itched across his face.

“Okay.”

After class ended, you got from your seat ignoring the calls of Tim fumbling to get his notebooks and bag. You didn’t think a certain Wednesday would be like this when coming back from a few days.

Next class is Art, ah yes the peacefulness of creating the art inside of your mind and into the world. You smiled a genuine smile as you went to the 2nd floor of the school and into the class.

Sitting down, you let out a fresh breath of air.

Nothing can go wron—

“Hello, [last name].”

And it can.

When you turned to your left, there sat the worse of them all.

Damian Wayne.

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[into-fiction]

I love your headcanons!! do you have anymore for these sweet girls 🥹 if not can you just do some for glinda/galinda?

Oh gosh, I've done so many gelphie headcanons I can barely remember them, so I'll take the easy way out and just do Glinda lol.

First set of glinda headcanons found here.

General

she's clumsy, not in a 'trips often' way, but in a 'bumps into the corners of tables enough times to have a permanent bruise on her side' way

also: her hand-eye coordination is shit

she tries hard to be timely and organized but forgets the little things like drinking water and eating meals

she's also easily distracted in a 'elphie holds her hand so she doesn't go darting off in crowded places' way

she's not big on exercising bc she hates sweating

her parents believed in corporeal punishment

she's scared of needles (hence her ears not being pierced)

she color codes everything

she's a bit touch starved

she loves the snow

she's a visual learner - verbal instructions go in one ear and out the other

she's really good at mimicry/impressions

she's a poor sleeper

she's terrible at navigation

if there were other languages in oz, she'd be very gifted at learning them

she's always been insecure which is part of why she relies on validation from others so much

AuDHD Galinda

she was a "late bloomer" in many ways as a toddler. her mom homeschooled her so she wouldn't stand out amongst her peers

she was a very quiet child

she rehearses conversations with herself

she learned pretty quickly how to stim in 'socially acceptable' ways

she's sensitive to texture & clothing, part of why her uniform is custom

she gets lost in conversation easily, esp if there's background noise

she became obsessed with learning all the "rules" for fitting in

she has echolalia (mostly internal, but occasionally out loud)

when she feels herself slipping in class, she'll pinch herself hard to give her brain something to focus on

sometimes the adhd part of her brain that leaves things messy or is impulsive or has time blindness conflicts with the autistic part of her brain that likes things organized and structured and planned and it's exhausting

she has rejection sensitive dysphoria!!

she feels really strongly about the idea of someone else feeling disappointed or let down

she doesn't have a strong sense of self

she has no idea what masking is. truly. no clue she's doing it

[starwrighter]

Dude, get a restraining order

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(As promised Damian falls in love at first sight!)

Minutes ticked by like hours as his English teacher droned on about topics he’d learned years ago. Surface-level information dumbed down to its simplest form. Todd had already given him the assigned book years ago. A classic written sometime in the 1950s. He’d claimed it’d be a book he could relate to. He’d quizzed himself, writing an essay to prove he actually read it when Todd came around again. 

He guessed that’s why when the discussions of symbolism and deeper meanings started, his interest plummeted. He focused on a worksheet, only half listening as the teacher read aloud. Vocabulary and its context, all of it so dull. painfully easy, but still father wouldn’t allow him to skip grades, nor would the school. Something about him having “Poor social skills,”

Tch, lies and slander. It wasn’t his fault his classmates were too cowardly to speak to him face to face. They’d been the ones to label him as intimidating and cold. If not being a spineless pushover made him intolerable, then he didn't want to be friendly. He wouldn’t allow himself to be taken advantage of, and he sure as hell wouldn’t let anyone talk down to him without facing the consequences. 

He didn't need to be social with these hooligans. A waste of time! Plus, he’s certain everyone in class already held a certain distaste for him. It’d be better if he was homeschooled, but father said he needed to be seen by the public so the media wouldn't talk. Journalists and tabloid writers were like vultures they'd squawk regardless if he was in school or not. Father hadn't seen his argument valid so he was stuck with yet another year of this dull nonsense.

A new transfer student from a small town in Illinois should be here today. An outsider spending a whole seven months in Gotham, it should be equal parts entertaining as it’d be inconvenient. The backlash that’d hit them if they let said transfer student die within city borders would be tremendous. He could only hope this Daniel Fenton wasn’t just late and instead backed out like any sensible person would.

Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case as the teacher stepped outside, coming back with a smile of faux sweetness on their face, waving her hand, signaling someone inside.

A boy with eyes blue like sapphire stones stepped into the classroom. His shoulders lax but the way he fidgeted in place screamed he’d rather be anywhere but here. His features were soft, electrical scaring running down the left side of his face, creeping down the boy’s chin and neck. Hair pitch black with short splotches of white-ish gray framed his face. A small silver necklace shaped like Saturn hung from his neck, a clear dress code violation, but clearly, he hadn’t been accosted for it yet. Their teacher encouraged him to introduce himself.

“Hi, My name’s Danny and I hope I don’t die here,” Daniel joked, his posture jovial despite the morbidity of his words.

“Though, I wouldn’t be shocked if I did,” He finished, earning a quiet chuckle from those who could see the boy’s scars. 

Daniel glanced around the front row, eyes landing on the empty spot beside him. Daniel quickly took this spot without hesitation, ignoring the multiple students who waved him over with a simple gesture to the left side of his face.

With a closer view of Daniel's left eye, he could see the slight milky discoloration of the pupil and iris. He's likely blind in that eye, but the circumstances of him being born with the impairment are unlikely, judging by the damage around his eye socket. It had healed well for what he could only infer was a grievous injury. The scar tissue looked fresh, no older than a year or so, signaling this partial blindness was relatively new.

He seemed relieved that the teacher was reading out loud like nobody had offered him any sort of accommodation for his disability. Considering Daniel came from a small town in Illinois, he doubted any school accommodations were made for him besides maybe a week or so off school when he was recovering. Gotham wasn’t much better, but Father poured a decent amount into the city’s healthcare and educational systems. 

“Tuck your necklace under your shirt,” He whispered to his new seatmate when the teacher turned her back. “It breaks the dress code, you’ll never get it back if a teacher spots it,” A warning deadly serious, a bit stern for something as frivolous as a piece of jewelry, but Daniel looked as if that simple warning had saved his life. Daniel shoved the necklace under his dress shirt with alarming speed, tucking the thin, bronze chain beneath his collar, making the boy’s neck look deceptively bare. 

They both continued their work in silence, mutual respect between the two of them to stay out of each other’s way. When Daniel’s pencil lead broke, Damian offered him a sharpener. When their teacher called on him despite his hand being down, Danny answered instead, giddy that “he” was called on. Giving the English teacher the easy choice of admitting she was targeting students or playing the part of a welcoming teacher eager to have the half-blind kid engage with her class.

Daniel did it on purpose too, that was sure. He made class time more bearable that was certain as well. The way his seatmate engaged the subject in an intelligent manner despite frequent mutters of English not “being his subject,” was admirable.

When brought into discussion, Daniel meshed with his new peers relatively quickly, quick to snap in with a clever quip when the opportunity arose. He was by no means a social butterfly but fell into the rhythm of a conversation with practiced ease. 

Often, when not writing he fidgeted, picking at black and white polish on his nails or twirling a pencil between two fingers. He’d rest his face on his palm and pursed his lips when confused. Though his mannerisms were somewhat awkward, some might call them cute.

It wasn‘t long until class was over, the bell calling all the students to coagulate by the door, slowly filing into the hallway. All except him and Daniel, who stared at a schedule and a map with furrowed brows. They shared their next class too, an idea that filled him with an odd giddiness.

Damian pulled a copy of his own schedule from his bag, tapping Daniels's shoulder and showing him their matching second-hour classes.

“It would be easier if we went together,” 

Daniel smiled, canines sharpened to a point. His heart boomed in his chest, a strange but…Pleasant experience. It was too early to tell, but he thinks he’ll enjoy having Daniel here for the next seven months.

[evolvingsidekick]

I'm pretty sure someone somewhere asked for a podcast recap for the new one with Regan so here it is

Best Dancer touring

Regan thinks assisting is fun, she likes that she gets to learn from all the different teachers and meet many people. She also likes that she gets to be in the teen room too

her favorite cities so far were Jump New York and Nuvo Long Beach

Assisting at comps that p21 is also at is fun because all her friends are there, but it's a lot when she also has to do groups

One thing she learned from assisting is to really pay attention to all the details

assisting ballet has pushed her the most

Regan is going to both TDAs

if she won another title, she'd like to tour even more cities, especially Canada and east coast because she didn't go to many of those this year

she likes to watch dances at competitions she's at

Pop Muzik

Molly asked them what group they think will go viral, top guesses were Pop Muzik and Small Town Boy

Regan thought that the end part of Pop Muzik would be teh viral part, but she didn't think there would be a whole recreating dance trend

she thinks it's cool to see people, especially famous people she follows recreate Pop Muzik. She also sees videos of herself on her fyp

her one correction to people doing the trend is the suitcase part (you're not supposed to slow it down)

Regan thinks everyone does the dance really well

the last 2 times performing felt different because there is so much energy in the audience

School and dance

she misses a lot of school because of touring so she does a lot of independent work to catch up

she'd like to homeschool but her parents aren't convinced

everyone at her school knows about Pop Muzik and wants to film her in school

her teachers learned that she's in Pop Muzik after Molly was in the news, and now their a lot more understanding of her missings chool for dance

Season 10, P21, miscellanious dance

Regan's favourite dance she is in is Pop Muzik, and her favourite to watch are both the senior dances

She is super early at the studio because she goes there straight from school, her and Lilly are usually the first ones there

her favourite solo ever is That's Life

Regan thinks BTF values timing in audition combos, so if you don't have the moves completely but your timing is right, you have a good chance of getting it

the jazz audition combos are harder than class combos, they have turns and jumps in them. Regan's not a turner

Molly at P21 vs molly at Jump is pretty similar, but she has more patience at Jump. The p21 girls always apply corrections right away so that's what she expects from them

Everyone at p21 started wearing leos and shorts after Nycda

Cory & Troy's class have a dress code (leo and maybe tights/pants if I understood correctly?)

The segment with Molly

Molly is trendy and the trend

they are also now sometimes confused about how Pop Muzik actually goes

Molly says Regan has always been "not-awkward" dancer, as in she's always been able to move her body in a way that doesn't look awkward. Technique was something they had to work on more

Molly says she doesn't pay a ton of attention to the assistant in convention classes (she also adds that she shouldn't have to either because assistants are supposed to be good)

Molly's favourite Jump cities with Regan were Minneapolis, Orlando, and New York

[sunnyx07]

Chapter One

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Warning: 

The Following Story is entirely out of my imagination, I do not mean harm when writing this story with any religion or culture.

That being said, BNHA does not belong to me, any other character beside the main character does not belong to me.

English isn’t my first language, please be kind <3

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The first thing you remember are Nezu’s words."You are special.” He had whispered it one night as he tucked you in, his small, warm paw brushing against your cheek. Nezu had always told you the story of how he found you—an infant left at the gates of U.A., wrapped in midnight-colored silk, staring up at him with eyes too knowing for a child."You came like a blessing I didn’t deserve."

He had raised you with unwavering care, but even as he doted on you, he never shielded you from the truth."But with being special comes great danger."His small claws had pushed your bangs back as he kissed your forehead. "Remember, little light, while you shine, you will inspire others."

You weren’t like the other children. You developed your quirk faster than anyone had expected. And where you walked, destruction followed. Small flames flickered across your palms, a deep, unnatural blue that earned the name hellfire. It didn’t just burn—it consumed.

And so, Nezu made sure you were trained by the best before you could even ride a bike. You grew up surrounded by Pro Heroes, raised on the battlefield before you ever stepped into a classroom. Endeavour took the lead in honing your flames—his brutal, relentless training pushing you past your limits. Even as a child, you could sense the weight he carried, the bitterness in his voice when he told you to do better, be stronger. The burns on your body were proof of his expectations.

But All Might was always there. He was different. Where Endeavor taught you to endure pain, All Might taught you to rise above it. His lessons weren’t just about strength, but about hope, about what it meant to be a hero. About what it meant to be good.

“Remember Young one, only you will decide if you either become good or destroy others”

You always liked All might, even now as you helped him more and more. As his powers took a toll on his body and sometimes couldn’t do the basic things, you were there like a shadow. Besides Nezu, he was like a father to you. And that’s why when he brought the news with Nezu it felt like a dad’s telling his daughter bad news.

“You will enrol in our school, starting tomorrow.” Nezu had stated, the small blue flame in your hand suddenly dying out fast as you slammed your hand on the table. “Why?! I know the rules of the hero society better than anyone!”

“You might know the rules and laws of the society, but you don’t know the society” All mights spoke gently. “In order to become a great hero, you should also connect with other heroes, which you haven’t done since you’ve been homeschooled for 18 years.” He stated in an all matter of fact tone. Nezu nodded his mouse head in agreement. “It will be good for you little light” He hit you with the childhood nickname. He grabbed your hand, his paw as soft as ever as you slumped into your seat. Gently squeezing it two times, a secret code you always had with him.

“You have so much potential, you’ll be in aizawa’s care and he’ll help you as much as what we can do. Trust me, it will be good for you little light..” You sighed, frustrated this was happening but nodded nevertheless. “Okay Nezu..”

“I’ll do it”

~

When the day came around that you had to sit in class, you were extra early. You knew every pro hero that teaches personally, so because you know them you had some small advantages.

Like sipping coffee in the teachers lounge for example.

“My Little babyyyyy” Midnight cooed, holding you close as you made sure you didn’t spill hot coffee onto her. “All grown up and here for me to teach!” You whined and laughed softly. “Nemuriiii let gooo, I’m going to spill all my coffee!”

“Oh please,” Midnight—Nemuri Kayama—dramatically gasped, holding you tighter as if you were a long-lost child. “You think a little coffee is going to stop me from getting my hugs?”

You laughed, half-heartedly trying to wiggle free, careful not to spill the steaming cup in your hand. “Yes, actually! And I swear if you make me drop this, I’m making you make me another one”

Nemuri pouted, finally loosening her grip with an exaggerated sigh. “Fine, fine. But only because I don’t want my little woven one walking into her first day of class with coffee stains.” She gave you a teasing smirk, ruffling your hair.

You huffed, smoothing it back down. “You act like you didn’t see me every day growing up.”

“Yes, but this is different!” she declared, stepping back and twirling a strand of her hair. “You’re finally a student here. A future hero. And I get to watch you kick all those wannabes’ butts.”

The ‘wannabes’ butts’ midnight is talking about is none other than class 3-A itself. Nezu, being as kind as he is, let you read through the files of each student of the class. The one that stuck out to you the most were two people.

Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugou.

All might explained that Midoriya, also known as deku, was his predecessor. As you had watched a few videos that had gone viral off the sport festival, you understood why.

But Bakugou, Bakugou was something else.

You had heard about his explosive power—literally—but reading about him in a file and watching him fight were two entirely different things. His combat style was raw, unrelenting, as if he had something to prove with every move. He didn’t just want to win—he wanted to dominate.

But what caught your attention wasn’t just his strength—it was his drive. Unlike Midoriya, who had a quirk passed down by the world’s greatest hero, Bakugou’s power was his own. Earned. Honed. Sharpened like a blade against his own willpower. He wasn’t fighting just to be a hero—he was fighting to be the best.

And now, you’d be standing beside him, competing against him, proving yourself in the same class as him.

The thought sent a flicker of anticipation down your spine. As you said your goodbye to midnight, you threw away your stuff and walked out the door, onto the 3-A classroom itself.

The hallway buzzed with muffled chatter, the distant echoes of students settling into their classes. But as you stepped into Class 3-A, the noise died instantly. Twenty pairs of eyes snapped to you, scanning, questioning. Some confused, some curious, some wary.

You didn’t wear the standard U.A. uniform—not yet. Your attire was sleek, black with faint silver embroidery, a mix of functionality and elegance. The weight of your presence alone unsettled the room.

Then, of course, he reacted first.

“The hell?” Bakugou’s chair scraped back violently as he stood, his hands already crackling with sparks. His crimson eyes locked onto you like a predator sizing up prey.

“Who the fuck are you?” he snarled, his palm popping with tiny explosions. “You walk in here like you own the place—gotta be real dumb or real strong.” You tilted your head, completely unfazed. “You always greet new people by trying to blow them up?”

“Only when they piss me off.” His palm flared brighter.“And you’re pissing me off.”

The tension in the room was suffocating. A few students tensed—Midoriya’s eyes darted between you and Bakugou, Uraraka looked like she wanted to step in but thought better of it. Even Todoroki’s gaze lingered on you, analyzing.

You smirked. This class might be fun after all.

Before anything could happen a long, grey cloth snapped out of nowhere, wrapping around Bakugou’s wrist, immediately neutralizing his quirk.

“Enough,” Aizawa’s voice came low and sharp as he stepped out of the shadows, hair floating slightly, eyes glowing red. “Bakugou, sit down before I erase you completely.”

Bakugou clicked his tongue, ripping his arm free. “Tch. Whatever.” He shot one last glare at you before slumping back into his chair, arms crossed. Aizawa’s tired eyes flickered toward you. “And you—take a seat. Now.”

You met his gaze and, after a beat, nodded. No backtalk, no smart remarks. Just a slow, easy stride toward an empty desk. Aizawa sighed, rubbing his temple. “Great. First day, and we’re already starting like this.” He gave the class a pointed look. “Get used to it. She’s one of you now.”

The silence that followed was almost deafening. You leaned back in your chair, ignoring the questioning stares.

Let them wonder.

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[kenmarlenn]

Ik this isn't TSAMS or TALES, but, what are your puppet headcanons or FC ones? Maybe Frankie from MAaGRs if you have 'em?

I'm on a roll, putting FC and Frankie let's goooo!

FC

(EAPS spoilers for today) Spent that 3 weeks in the dying dimension jumping around and sort of talking to Andrew. OK, Andrew tried to talk things out, FC made it clear that honestly, no amount of talking could fix how things happened between them. They ultimately settled on treating each other like cousins who will bully each other but play together at family gatherings because there's no one else.

Similarly to Earth's experience with negative star power, FC permanently has pain ever since the Stitchwraith sent all that NSP directly through him. Putting the core in him helped, but he is near-constantly (unconsciously) using some amount of star power to stop the pain.

FC was mentally around 5 at creation, and after his incident with NSP, he quickly progressed to being mentally 10. When Monty made his new body, he ensured FC's AI would progress gradually, year by year, like a human's. This can be adjusted if he ever decided he wanted to become a teenager overnight, or just grow up, but given he basically skipped the first ten years of being a kid, he's alright taking it slow.

School didn't really work out for him. He was dealing with trauma, lack of structure, lack of parental figures, and had very different needs than human children regardless. He would lash out and harm other students, and refuse to listen to the teachers. After repeated issues, he was expelled from two different schools before Foxy began to homeschool.

He really did look up to Stitchwraith and want his approval. Sometimes he still feels that urge when talking to Andrew.

BUT, now that Andrew's visually a child, and is acting a lot more like one too... Well, it's a lot easier to snap back and stand up for himself to a bully his age rather than his mysterious creator(s).

FC hasn't had a lot of time to process how he feels about Jake. The first one. Jake, who created him. Who was, sometimes, actually kind to him. Who more often than not, wasn't. Who almost, but didn't quite, stop the torture he was going through. Who used his last bit of energy to save his life.

He's determined to be a good actor, because he understands that his mom being happy again, and his dad returning, depends on them all pretending... But he feels a horrible guilt each time he successfully convinces Puppet he hates her. It's just so easy.

FC really, really misses sleeping on the couch with his mom.

FC actually really likes the Captain. He thinks he's cool. Not as cool as his father, the great Foxy, of course. But pretty cool.

Frankie

Gets advice from Ennard over the phone on how to deal with the chaos that happens in that household. Also gets prank advice in return for doritos.

Designed his own new body (which is canon), but spent a really long time doing so. His first few ideas were combinations of Roxanne and Glamrock Freddy, trying to go back and forth wondering how much of each parent he wanted to incorporate. Eventually Michael looked at his designs and remarked that he's just designing a mishmash - he wasn't designing himself. Michael had used parts from Roxanne and Freddy, and they'd accepted each other as family, but Frankie doesn't need to be a mix of them - he should just be whatever feels right. After that, it only took a few more designs... a couple... dozen.... Building a body is a big deal okay!!

(based on the MAGF livestream today) is really enjoying school, especially science and tech classes! His knowledge of technology, due to living with Michael and for a while almost purely being surrounded by robotics and coding, is way beyond what the class teaches. But that just means he's made a lot of friends by helping out struggling classmates!

He called Michael his dad without thinking about it while talking to friends at school, and just kept that up when referring to him. Then he did it in front of Michael one day, and immediately stopped in his tracks and apologized. Michael, while surprised, just reassured Frankie that it was okay.

Frankie's magic practice is going way too slow for his tastes. He is pretty interested in seeing what ways he can make magic and technology integrate, which Glamrock Freddy is not totally sure is a good idea.

Look what you've done, Michael. This bearwolf has anxiety.

[mintyisms]

Education Related Headcanons

What is your muse's relationship to education in general? Was their experience overall positive or negative?

Did your muse attend public or private school? Or some combination? Were they homeschooled? Or something completely different?

What's the highest level of education your muse has attained? Do they want to continue in higher education?

What was your muse's favorite school lunch? Least favorite? Were they a cold lunch or hot lunch kid?

Are there any field trips your muse fondly remembers? Do they have any horror stories?

What sort of things did your muse get into during recess? Sports? Hanging out on the monkey bars? Clapping erasers because they got held back for detention?

Who was your muse's favorite teacher and why? Least favorite?

Did your muse get bullied in school? What for and by who? How did they handle it?

How much of a role did technology play in your muse's education?

What was your muse's best and/or favorite class? Worst and/or least favorite class? Why?

Was your muse part of a clique or friend group or were they more of a loner? How many friends did they have?

Did your muse participate in extracurricular activities? If so, what were they? If not, why not? Did they want to?

Is there a class your muse regrets not taking while in school?

If your muse was called to the principal's office, would it most likely be for a good reason or a bad reason?

How did your muse get to school? Bus? Carpool? Walking? Did they stay on campus?

Did your muse have to deal with strict dress codes? Did they ever get in trouble for a dress code violation? Was it a valid issue?

How much time did your muse spend studying? Did they grasp lessons easily or did they struggle?

If your muse had to choose between studying academics, arts, or athletics, which would they choose?

Did your muse ever skip school? How often? Were they caught? What sort of punishment did they face?

Did your muse ever receive a superlative ("most likely to") award in the yearbook? If not, what award would they have been lock for?

[redstonedust]

ALSO SEBASTIAN HAS A JOB IN CODING!!!! my headcanon is he did online college and got a degree and now he works from home

honestly this checks out because abigail also mentions doing online classes, they're probably not close enough to any universities to do uni in person. and thats not really the kind of job you do without qualification skgemgk.

...which does make me wonder how all the adult characters got schooling because right now penny is like. the only teacher in the valley. is this an entire game of homeschool kids. thats so sad.

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[stumped-on-bennington]

X-men OC info below cut

Finnegan "Fin" Heulen

Born Fiona Heulen, Fin was born in New Mexico to a single mother, Rebecca Heulen. Fin was born with a small nub at the end of their tail bone; doctors told Rebecca that it would be best to remove the nub so her child could "grow up normal". Rebecca decided to leave it so that "it would be (Fin's) choice when they grow up."

Fin was raised as a girl. When they were around 5, the nub on the end of their tail bone had grown considerable long, round 6 inches, and had started to grow fur. Fin and their mother attempted to conceal the tail, hiding it in baggy pants or long skirts, but this was considerably uncomfortable for Fin, so their mother decided to homeschool them as an attempt to keep Fin safe from bullying.

Fin grew up close to a forest, usually climbing trees in their free time.

Around the age of 13, Fin was climbing a tree when the branch they were perched on snapped. As they braced for impact, they closes their eyes, expected to meet the hard ground. As they opened their eyes, they would find themselves floating mere inches from the ground. This was their first sign of powers, flight.

Fin's mother saw the power growing in her child and arranged for them attened Xavier's school for gifted youngsters. It was there that Fin discovered more of their powers.

Fin has the ability to manifest metaphysical chains, ones that look glassy, as if made of jade stone. These chains can constrict opponents and be used to grab/throw objects.

At the age of 17, Fin decided to use they/them pronouns, sighting that they felt they embodied both male and female attributes, and changed their name from Fiona to Finnegan.

Fin has some animalistic attributes like hightened smell, hearing, and basic night vision.

Fin attended classes until the age of 18. After becoming an adult they began going on missions and teaching at the institute. Fin taught swim lessons, mostly basic swim techniques as well as basic lifeguarding first aid.

Around the age of 25 (same time as X2) they meet Kurt Wagner, showing him around the school and training with him. This is where Fin learned that their chains could prevent Kurt from teleporting and could detain certain mutant powers.

Fin's code name/superhero name is "Fenrir".

Fin is American, of mostly German decent.

They are friends with most of the other adults at Xavier's, with their closest friends being Kurt Wagner and Logan Howlett.

They stand around 5'5", 140 lbs. They have a wolf tail and claws, as well as light brown hair and light green eyes. They dress in grudge/ nu metal style clothing. They have feminine features but are intersex and identify as nonbinary.

[simplysedusa]

Do you have any silly head-canons for the rrb. And I mean downright ridiculous.

I'm so sorry this took a while to answer. The original one that I was gonna talk about turned out to be a bit..angstier than I realized and I figured it'd be best to save it for a ficlet idea I came up with. 😉😈

So, here's some other silly headcanons:

I stated in another post talking about the Rowdyruffs that Brick's guilty pleasures are boy groups. This also applies to K-Pop groups. He's into K-Pop (but he listens to other genres of music as well) and only Boomer and Butch know because they hear his tone-deaf ass mispronouncing every other Korean word in the shower. Both Boomer and Butch decide to keep this info to themselves because 1.) they want to live and 2.) who'd believe them? Brick's got private, secondary stan accounts with VPNs locating him in the Bermuda Triangle, pretending to be some 15 year old girl named "Becca". He's mostly a boy group stan (NCT, Ateez, Stray Kids) but a few girl groups managed to catch his interest (Dreamcatcher, G-Idle, Twice). And no, he's not above arguing with twelve year olds about record sales or popularity.

I'd imagine Bubbles stops by the Ruff household and catches Brick humming a very familiar tune to himself, and she's the one who casually tells others whenever the situation calls for it. Much to Boomer and Butch's chagrin, no one bats an eye.

After the events of "Bubble Boy", Boomer suggested getting revenge by having them dress up as the Powerpuffs and causing chaos across town. Originally, Brick and Butch were against it, but then considered the "evil acts" they could get away with and were suddenly on board. Unfortunately, they couldn't find the right dresses (plus Boomer and Butch's hair would NOT cooperate) and they gave up.

Halloween is their favorite holiday. Scaring people and free candy were great, but the boys really loved wearing costumes that they stole from the Halloween Party stores downtown. Their favorite group costume was of the Ministry of Pain (and the looks of Townsville citizens' faces as they arrived at their doors made it all the better for them).

Boomer's a dog person, Butch is a cat person, and Brick's neutral. The three had discussed wanting a pet to play with while under Mojo and HIM's care. They both reluctantly agreed so long as the vote was unanimous. Boomer and Butch damn near fought to the death to try to convince the other or Brick to change their minds. Boomer decides to let the matter slide. He finds a Beebo and keeps it a secret until after they move in with Ms. Keane.

Since receiving their new hairstyles in "The Boys Are Back In Town", the boys are very particular about their hair. They started to wear color-coded silk bonnets to bed after getting the idea from Sedusa when they broke into her place by sheer coincidence one night and spotted her wearing one.

RANDOM BITS OF KNOWLEDGE IN REGARDS TO SCIENCE AND ROBOTICS. The boys may struggle with finding the atomic weight of a certain element, but they know chemical reactivity (what elements will react to one another without exploding) like the back of their hands. Blueprints for death rays are like memorizing phone numbers for them. They were kicked out of the robotics club on their first day (and almost expelled entirely) after demonstrating how to build an actual laser and for rebuilding functioning, miniature Mojo robots from scratch. Blossom nearly considers going back to homeschool when she learns that she shares all of her A.P science classes with all three of the Ruffs.

It takes everything in Butch to not make another Rowdyruff once he learns of Bunny and Bullet. Brick likes the idea but thinks it's too much work, while Boomer is completely repulsed at the idea of having another brother. (He might just help make a Rowdyruff pet however, but his Beebo and Valentino are enough of a handful. 😉)

That's all I got at the moment, but if I have more, I'll be sure to share lmao.