#i think i'll draw this outfit properly tbh

[hellbatschilt]

The Idia Starsending concept art is giving me "Why were you at mad at me island" energy

[rassvetsky]

Star Spangled Singer

part one | part two

"Steve wasn't sure what got into him when he had you all to himself in that Star Spangled Singer outfit, but the way you touched him made the rest of the USO tour girls back in 40's pale in comparison."

[3k] | could be read as a standalone, fem!reader, just smut tbh, established relationship, switch dynamics, reader dressed up as a uso tour girl for halloween, dirty talk, marking, fingering, unprotected sex, p in v action, they're desperate asf. kind of a gift to @takeyour-pants-off thank you for pushing me into the depths of horniness. yes. ilysm.

reblog and/or like for a kiss, feedback much appreciated! not proofread.

You've never seen Steve like this.

There were times where he was a lot more relaxed, joking around with everyone with a smile on his lips. There were times where he was serious, usually during briefings and missions. There were times where he was filled to the brim with affection, not letting you get out of bed just because he has to hold you, until you quite literally beg, in which he'll only let you go with pouts and declarations of how unthankful and evil you were for leaving him all alone.

And of course, there were times where he just couldn't keep his hands off of you. But even during those times, he always had it together, kept his composure and mostly, remained serious.

Now, you didn't know who this was and what he did to your Steve, but you weren't complaining.

You shrugged his earlier flustered state off, thinking that it's just the nostalgia, maybe seeing you in a Star Spangled Singers outfit brought along a lot of memories and he didn't know how to comprehend all that. Didn't even know how to ask you, his long-time girlfriend if she'd like anything to drink. But even after hours, when you two returned to your shared room at the compound to cherish Halloween through shitty early 2000's horror movies and sweets stolen from the main areas, he was still a bit jumpy.

And you felt so guilty for making jokes about how he was right back in the 40's upon seeing you in that outfit, with the way he acted and spoke around you.

Because this Steve, who's currently busy literally begging you to not take off the outfit -even after you said that you wanted to go to sleep- but refusing to explain why, was definitely 40's Steve.

The Steve that just lost his virginity to a Star Spangled Singer.

"Just keep it on for a little longer," he was sitting by the edge of the bed with you standing between his legs, palms against the back of your upper thighs right below your red and white flowy skirt, clad in black pantyhose. "It's not everyday that you see your girlfriend dressed up like this."

"Steve," you sighed, thumbs drawing circles above his collarbones as you held onto his shoulders. "I'll keep it on if you just tell me why. Otherwise, I'm taking it off and going to bed, I got up way too early today to help Natasha with decorations and-"

What cut you off was his gaze. The way he looked up at you from where you stood. His eyes seemed sparklier than ever for some reason, and even under the dim light, you could see the underlying plea. "Just tell me, baby."

"I don't get why it- seeing you like this- it makes me feel some type of way," he sighed out, nuzzling his face slightly to your palm when you brought it up to caress his cheek. "But Y/N, you look incredible. Beyond words."

"That's not a reason for me to keep this on. Elaborate." you spoke, a bit firm despite the way you tilted your head to the side cutely. You were picking up on the signs obviously, not like he was doing anything to hide his hard-on anyway, but it was so fun to see his composure crumbling.

He must have been too turned on to think properly.

He just looked at you after that, unable to find the correct words- almost as if he completely forgot the entirety of the English language at that moment. His breathing got a bit more shallow, you noticed, from the way his chest heaved and he had to part his lips. You ran your thumb along his lower lip, feeling the soft & plump flesh under your fingertip before leaning in to whisper in his ear, giving him a clear view of your cleavage. The deep V cut of the blue vest didn't help, either. "Since you're not telling me anything, we're taking this off of me."

He visibly shuddered at how you said 'we', instead of 'I'.

You stood straight again after getting a hold of both of his hands, a proud grin on your lips as you led them right under your skirt. "Starting with the tights."

Steve gave you a quick nod before his fingers found their way to the waistband of the pantyhose, starting to pull it down slowly after hooking his fingers on it. You watched the way he took his lower lip in between his teeth, eyes trained on the way the thin layer of clothing slowly slid down your thighs, all the way down to your calves before he pulled them off of your feet.

That must've given him some courage, you thought, because unlike his former timid behavior, he was a lot more touchy on his way up, one hand on your waist as the other rested on the back of your thigh again. He pulled your leg forward a little bit, letting you rest your knee on the mattress and get closer to him before nuzzling his face onto your wrist, leaving a soft kiss on the pulse point. "You should've kept the gloves on."

"You should've stopped telling me what to do minutes ago." you snapped back, getting a hold of his chin to make him look up at you again. "You wanna fuck me in this outfit so bad, don't you?"

He nodded against your hold, fingertips digging deeper into you as you chuckled. "That's what I want, too. Got so wet thinking about it when we were watching that god-awful movie." the side of his lips tugged upwards in a faint smile at that. "Thought you could just push this fucking skirt up a bit and play with my clit lazily but seems like I managed to get Captain America all shy, huh?"

"I'm not shy."

"Let's not fool ourselves." you clicked your tongue against the roof of your mouth, humming a bit when you felt his hand slipping upwards a bit, teasing the ends of our panties with his fingertips. You couldn't hold the strict demeanor up anymore as you reached in to catch his lips in a kiss, cradling his face in your palms as your lips slid in sync, impatiently. He was quick to pull you on his lap given the advantage, and you adjusted yourself just to sit right on his hard-on, grinding your soaked panties on his clothed length with a gasp.

And that must've given him a whole lot of courage because next thing you know, he was slipping his tongue through your lips, almost daring you to fight back with yours. Your skirt bunched up on your waist when he pushed it up a bit more, hands squeezing your hips roughly to grind you down harder.

Your gasps turned into messy whines against the sloppy kiss, lips wet and abused just from a few minutes of kissing with how rough both of you were being. If he pulled your lower lip with his teeth, you bit harder next time around. And that only turned him on more because he was gradually increasing the intensity like you.

You pulled back to catch your breath and to speak, possibly, but you couldn't help the way your eyes almost rolled to the back of your head when he took that opportunity to attach his lips on your neck, biting and sucking small marks with his tongue working to soothe every single bruise. Your fingers carded through his hair, gripping on the short strands with so much force that it pulled a groan out of Steve. "Fuck, Steve, calm down." you let out a breathy chuckle, causing him to pull away from your skin and look at you.

He seemed horny beyond comprehension.

"What's gotten into you, hm?" you spoke, still a bit breathless as your hands made their way to his face again, cupping his cheeks.

"Wanna fuck you so bad." he whispered as he couldn't trust his voice at that moment, eyes on your lips as if he just couldn't get away. "I'm going crazy."

"Yeah, seems like you actually are." you hummed, pushing him by his shoulders just so he could lay back on the bed, still straddling him. "But remember when you used to tell me to be patient whenever I got this way, Stevie? Remember how you'd slap my cunt just because I was going crazy for you?"

He let out a broken moan at that, eyes shut with his hands on your bare thighs. "So, be patient. Or else you might not get that dick wet tonight." you giggled to yourself, slowly pushing yourself up to your knees before reaching under your skirt, pulling your panties down.

"You're so- God, you're evil," he mumbled, helping you get rid of your panties nonetheless. You nodded with a hum before gripping his wrist, leading his palm all the way to your soaked cunt. A hiss left his lips when he felt how wet you acrually were, fingers spreading your essence through your folds, up to your clit before he started to circle it slowly. A soft whine left you, as you reached for his button-up shirt, unbuttoning it oh so slowly as if you had all the time in the world.

He didn't mind that as he carefully watched your reactions to the way his fingers moved against you, letting you push the material to both sides just to reveal his toned chest. You were already grinding on his fingers when you got to his pants, your whines becoming more consistent, eyes hardly open. "Steve, please."

"Please what?" God, you hated his guts sometimes.

"Please do something, I- anything, please," you sighed out, a type of bliss that got you desperate taking over your whole body. He wasn't going to tease you for long, not while he was way too turned on to even think straight, so he slowly wrapped his arms around you and switched your positions, now with you under him and him hovering over you. He was quick with the way he took off the rest of his clothes, instinctively giving his length a firm jerk, leaky tip way too sensitive to allow him anything more- he needed to be inside of you so bad.

But, a gentleman at heart, he ignored the instinct and kissed his way up from your parted legs, to your arms, to your neck again. His fingers found their way to your core again and you squirmed on the sheets under him, a sigh leaving you when he slipped one right inside, the second one following suit.

He was busy leaving his teeth marks all over your neck while his fingers thrusted in and out, hard enough to hear your slick hit against your own skin when it covered his hand, fast enough to have you moaning out his name in mere seconds. You were involuntarily clawing on his back, definitely leaving enough marks to have him complain about it by the next morning but you couldn't care less- his fingers felt way too good grazing against your walls and you would wear his marks on your neck with pride. It went both ways.

Finally, you felt a familiar knot forming, legs slightly shaking and your abdomen buzzing. He must've felt the way you clenched around his digits tighter and tighter, as he curled his fingers a little bit, making you see stars as you squirmed and writhed under him, moans way louder than before. "C'mon," he whispered, lips right under your ears as he left a kiss there. "Come for me, right on those fingers baby. Make a mess."

And you were sure that no human being would ever be able to resist him when he said it all like that, in that desperate voice as if your pleasure was his. A mindblowing orgasm took over your entire body, had you shaking completely and a moan of his name loud enough to be mistaken for a scream leaving your lips. Your vision was all white with your eyes shut tight, cunt gripping on his fingers like vice- tight enough to give him a hard time when he kept thrusting slowly to let you ride it down. "That's it, that's a good girl." he hummed, hot breath hitting your neck and trailing up to your lips, where he left a gentle kiss before pulling his fingers out and bringing them up to his lips.

You wrapped your arm around his neck loosely, composure barely regained when your free hand went in between your bodies, getting a hold of his hard & warm length and looking at him with pleading eyes, roles switched completely. Steve looked at you with understanding- knowing how nothing would ever come close to pleasing you the way his cock did, something you reminded him of quite often. So he didn't waste more time, hand meeting yours around his length when he let the tip brush through your folds to gather your wetness, waiting for you to pull your hand away before slowly pushing in.

A rough groan left his lips, sensitive whine left yours. It was a pleasant stretch each time even though he was literally gifted when it came to how thick he was, filling you up just right when he bottomed out. You felt so full to the brim, struggling to even form a thought when he was so deep inside of you, unable to do anything else than whining and squirming, just to feel something. He gave in rather easily this time and pulled out half-way, only to roughly thrust back in, sending you flinching away but he was there to hold you, arms wrapped around your clothed waist.

Your pathetic moans mixed up with his softer ones as he set a rough pace, too impatient to give you a second to recover from one before another followed. You could feel the outfit getting more and more damp with your sweat but you couldn't bring yourself to care, and neither could Steve, as he was busy watching the way your vest-covered breasts bounced with each thrust, little white stars on either side.

He was sure just the thought of tonight would be enough to elicit shudders later on.

Your walls were pulsating hard around him, the grip you had on his length tightening with each thrust, making it harder and harder for him to move- but he made up for that with increased intensity of his movements. His hips snapped against yours, the lewd sound filling up the entire room and giving you no time to breathe in the same amount of air you exhaled. That familiar knot was forming again, way more intense in the way it pushed you straight into overdrive, and God, it didn't help at all when Steve's pace faltered, strokes deeper and harder but less so in velocity.

"Fuck, gonna come," he panted against your ear, feeling your slick all the way down on his balls, the mess making his brain all mushy and awakening the most primal of all urges inside of him. You could only nod, not trusting your voice as your throat hurt a bit from how loud you were being, whines consistent with the way he kept grinding onto you. "Come with me, baby. Let me fill you up real good."

Not like you had any other option when the coil snapped, back arching from the bed and making your body press against his when you felt his hot seed fill up your insides to the brim, in the best way possible. You felt full enough to go numb, vision white until blurry, arms wrapped around his neck so tight that if he wasn't busy groaning out your name he would try to get out of that grip.

Your orgasm, surprisingly, was even more intense than the former. It had your toes curling, body shaking so hard that you could feel the mattress quake, a loud cry leaving your lips. Steve, despite the sensitivity, snapped his hips up once more before capturing your lips in a heated kiss, full-on spit and tongue with no care whatsoever.

You felt like you were on the clouds, wrapped up in the embrace of your lover.

"You there, honey?" he whispered against your wet lips after pulling away a bit, eyes closed with a grin on his lips as you nodded slowly. "Earth to Y/N."

"Feel so full, Stevie." you mewled out, letting out a soft hiss when he slowly sat up and pulled out of you, fingers immediately finding your core again just to run the tips over his come leaking out.

"I know, baby. I know. But we don't waste a drop, do we?" he hummed, slowly pushing his fingers in despite your tired protest, the sensitivity causing you to squirm with a lazy grin. A curse left his lips. "Wanted to come on your tits in that vest."

"You're such a teenager," you whined out, earning a laugh from him. "Maybe sometime."

"Maybe." he leaned in for a short peck, smiling against your lips when you tried to wrap yourself around him again. "Messy girl. Let's go shower, yeah?"

Your entire body felt sore in this good, tingly way as you watched Steve pull on some sweatpants, damp hair dribbling down to his toned back. You were still wrapped up nice and comfy in your soft bathrobe, resisting getting dressed much to Steve's dismay.

"You're photocopying me with your eyes." he spoke, earning a lazy laugh from you as you held your arms open for him, humming contently when he climbed on the bed just to pull you into his embrace. "That was interesting."

"Mhm, so insightful." you chimed in, nuzzling your face into his chest as he hugged you tighter. "Didn't know I could pull something like that out of you."

"Me neither. In my defense, you looked absolutely gorgeous. Not that you don't look gorgeous when you're not-"

"I get it, Steve," a soft chuckle left you as you squeezed his hand. "Love you."

"Love you too." and with that, you thought that the two of you would go to sleep but of course, Steve had quite the active brain.

"Do you think you could sing the Star Spangled Man song next time you wear it?"

"I might consider it if I wake up to a box of donuts."

"With red, blue, white sprinkles," he nodded. "Sounds like a deal."

[silversoulstardust]

Hi YES i'd love to see ur ver of law! ((And if i werent shy af id also love to share mine (prob might just slide into ur dms w this one c.c))) If it happens it's gna be pretty underwhelming tho. my plan so far is zou-time law (sans kikoku) bc i think it's the only outfit i can try to pull off ahhh, if even that.

So im currently looking around the secondhands for a white baseball cap (it's so hard to find one without some text on it? Jfc. But ye gna put spots on it w a marker); a black dressshirt; jeans that i might also paint with spots but tbh im too scared ill ruin em (and i only have one pair of blue jeans xD i wear black usually); +plus i'll buy some facepaint n do the tattoos!!; The only one thing i actually have so far at the ready is a black wig, purely by chance. Idk if ill manage the rest in time ahhh.

Whats funny is that im gna be at that con for around 3-4hours tops, and my only motivation to do law is because i wanna let ppl know that i wanna talk ab him asffghjjkl (tho i might be too awkward to actually hold a convo lmao thatll be funny. In and out.). My whole idea w going to that con started actually PURELY bc im deeply hiperfixated w law rn (and by 'right now' i mean 'for the last two months', ever since i read the most recent spoiler regarding him n drowned in the fandom again ahah), and im having a very minimal outlet socially ahh. The next anime-related con i could attend would be in winter.. i dont wanna wait that long..

Sorry for the long message asdfgh it got away from me. ALSO just saw the pool noodle!! Love the idea!!!! We need thorough updates on the progress!!!! (ofc as long as u wanna keep doing em v.v)

bestie there's no such thing as underwhelming cosplay!! it's either you do or you don't and if you do? you already deserve a star bc at least you tried! ⭐ I know how some people are very particular and want it to follow their character design to a perfect t but you also need to consider time and resources for it. some people can afford to buy expensive props while others have to make it from scratch and I think that's the fun part of cosplaying that is lost these days. you have to get crafty ^-^

ashjkl also mildly related to this I love watching hijabi cosplayers getting creative with their costumes whilst covering themselves properly. I think I'm gonna take a leaf out of their book and wear my yellow blouse and make it a modest version of law so I don't have to draw all over my chest lol. I recently cut my hair to a short wolf cut and it's naturally black so that part is settled too :] don't paint on your jeans, though!! it's pretty risky. maybe buy a black cloth duct tape and cut it into small round shapes and paste it on? that's what I'm planning to do to my jeans too hehe

and I feel you on wanting to talk about your fav character with other people!! honestly I can't shut up about luffy even for a second. I went to a concert with another tumblr mutual recently and one piece was all I talked about lol. but since I'm a big lawlu believer I can't help but love torao too 💛

[crqstalite]

2021's Summary of Art

We certainly live in interesting times. I think that reflects pretty well in my art this year, considering the batty amount of changes my style went through as the year went on. Unfortunately, only have eleven instead of twelve drawings this year because of unforeseen circumstances. However, I did significantly more art than I did last year to the point I think I can safely say I did more than writing, and perhaps more than the last two years combined. Oops. Explanations under the cut + 2020 here + a blank version here!

January! My Holiday Harbinger gift for the lovely @faejilly of their Ella Shepard! This one was the more adventurous of the two I did, mostly because of the overlay I put on top of a handful of constellations. I genuinely can't remember which ones they are, I'm not really into astrology. I am very glad that they liked it though!

February! I believe the first time I ever did real ship art? And subsequently, the first time I drew Kaidan this year. It's a little flat and I don't love it as much as I did before, but I'm still pretty pleased with how I figured out the posing for both muses. Never been a fan of drawing kisses, but never been a fan of drawing two muses actually interacting either. The second muse is my AJ Shepard.

March! My darling Svenja Tabris in her Warden armor and looking her best while up to trouble in the Brecilian forest. I discovered the splatter brush and never really looked back on this one, but the first time I ever drew her. Also, the second reason I despise drawing Warden armor. I hate the blue part of it because its so tedious to color, shade and highlight.

April! During one of my sketch giveaways for a handful of mutuals, Raya Auren (who belongs to the lovely @sheyshen). As you can see, probably the first time I learned how to actually draw noses properly. Was not super great with nostrils beforehand, but we figured it out! Loved drawing her features as well, which gave me a foray into something new.

May! My darling Citlali Velasquez (who I almost drew every month this year), just posing somewhere out on the Citadel in an outfit I mashed together from pictures on Pinterest. Hands down my most fashionable muse, second only to Brione because women's pantsuits are hot. Got to play around with a sheer shirt and leather (which I still haven't learned to texture properly) in this picture, as well as levels of lighting.

June! A birthday gift for my mutual @sheyshen of their Kara! I believe I did a photo of her the year prior, so its nice to see the improvement from then, including the radical change in style between then and now. Do go and read the fic she's part of, Koren's Breaking The Bad News.

July! A giveaway reward for the lovely @pigeontheoneandonly of their Nathaly Shepard. It was a real treat to work on her, and I believe one of the few reasons I haven't drawn the N7 armor since then. There's quite the demand for detail on it, but I loved drawing it for them! Do go and read the fic she's part of, Pigeon's Nathaly Shepard series.

August! The second time I did ship art this year, and one I'm actually still really happy with -- of my Citlali Velasquez and Joker. I have many soft spots for them <3 Not actually sure what sparked drawing this one, but the reason I will never draw the crew outfit from three again unless paid. It is unnecessarily complicated and I hate it.

September! So quick "fun" fact, I was in my school's competitive marching band from about August to December this year. TL;DR, I'll literally never do it again because the schedule is destructive and a little dehumanizing tbh. Either way, no work done this month because of a lack of time.

October! Darling Citlali...again. She was my second or third foray into a more painterly style that didn't rely at all on the blender tool, and I loved working with all her color values. Super wacky that I just don't work for a month and then start slapping colors down again in a complete 180 of a style. Thankfully she still looks like herself here, after all I tend to draw her and then she looks like a completely different character because I've morphed into a different artist.

November! Reyna Hawke, finally visualized into all her glory. Finally, I collected all six stones -- I mean all of my main Dragon Age protags. November was literally the first time I had them all drawn in a partially consistent style (Marzie's was October last year I believe), and after her redesign. The first time I've drawn her post-DA2 armor as well, but during the Here Lies the Abyss mission.

December! Can't tag them or name their character just yet (Holiday Harbinger's gifting doesn't open until January 😞), but I adored working on this piece so much!! It's a pose I tend not to like using since the muse's face isn't head on, but working with their character and being able to give them art I'm really proud of was the best part of working on this!!

[yourultraarchive]

Oh, no no it's not an issue at all! I don't mind it's alright! Focus and take care of yourself first and foremost! :>

And yes! I'll be doing her template once I actually find the time to draw her in her outfit and also for the mini scenes! Also I've actually ended up changing her name to Yaren instead since I was told by some people that Yuren sounded like another english word for something else (unfortunate :'D), I don't think that should change the kanji all that much but ahh I'm unsure.

Anyway sorry for the very long blabber, I did want to say what Yaren's quirk is! Her hero name is a WIP between Waterdog, Waterpuppy, Lottie or something else entirely.

Her quirk is called Axolotl, which gives her the humanoid appearance of an axolotl and is able to do anything an axolotl can do. Having gills to breathe underwater, but also lungs to live on land, a tail to swim really fast and also incredibly fast regeneration! She's usually better suited to fight underwater. She can heal almost any part of her body, minor cuts, severed limbs and even internal organs and brain! The latter however take days to weeks to heal, everything else can take seconds or minutes depending how much blood she's willing to lose to heal quicker.

Drawbacks however include her skin being irritable and sore if she's not in water long enough so she carries a water spray to help deal with it if it starts getting sore, she's very sensitive to toxins and pollution and if she overdoes her regeneration she'll get permanent scars on those areas and will be harder to heal properly next time. Plus if she overdoes it in any part of her body, she can lose too much blood and become paralyzed or pass out from blood loss.

Extra tid bits include how her skin is naturally a light pink but if she's in water long enough it turns darker and black like a wild axolotl which helps with camouflage and much much later probably in second year or third, she finds out her saliva or blood has regenerative abilities on others if they consume it or if it's placed on a wound!

I am so so sorry that was incredibly long, her quirk is pretty detailed as I've thought and researched about it a lot! I do have issue with trying to find a way to make her able to battle, and the only idea I got is that when she gets injured she can force her body to react to it to have an adrenaline rush which makes her strong enough for a while. That and also in water, due to her high speed and better suited environment she's able to sneakily attack enemies with quick powerful punches or kicks added to her quick swim speed! Thank you for reading and I am so sorry it's so long, please please don't rush yourself replying to this! As I said take care of yourself and thank you for your help! :D

Hi!

Sorry for the late reply again! (Life is busy.)

Yeah I didn't realize the english word thing either. But like I said in my original post, there are other readings to use, or the option of rearranging the name. ("ya", like has been mentioned before, is not a reading for that kanji, so it'd be a kirakira reading if anything. Unlike in English, changing one letter of a name to make it more unique doesn't work the same way in Japanese since it changes the meaning entirely in normal cases.) One of my previous suggestions in the first post were "Yujin/Yuzin" because the kanji for "ren" could be read that way in Japanese (as previously mentioned, "ren" is not a Japanese reading, but a Chinese one), but if you're set on using "ren" you could always rearrange it to "Renyu", or use the other readings for the "yu" kanji and make "Renie" or "Reniya" or something. Or you could still change "ren" and get "Jinie" or "Jiniya" or "Jinyu", among other things.

As for the quirk, it's already really well-thought-out and thorough! I don't know if you actually need to expand on it because that's already a lot of skills (I like the bit about the camouflage, and the later-in-school-years leaning how to heal others). I think it's a careful balance between being realistic and being overpowered (which can lead to potential mary-sue moments if you're being wary about that, but it's your character and if you have fun with it you can do whatever you want--besides, in canon Izuku's got that going on himself lol). You don't really need the bit about "when she's injured she can force her blood to give her an adrenaline rush and make her super strong", that feels like too much tbh.

I think the thing about trying to give her quirk so many applications is that you're trying to wield her powers over too many fields. You want her to be a battler but also good at sneaking/surprise attack tactics but also good at rescue (which is what I thought her powers would fit! Being good at being underwater and also healing? Rescuing people seems perfect for her!) but there IS such as thing as being spread too thin. Even in-universe or in-story or wherever you're planning to use her, if you have her try to do EVERYTHING, realistically she's going to burn out. It's good to have ambition, but even most characters in MHA don't have that many focuses.

I forget which characters canonically have certain career goals, but I know for certain there are several characters whose quirks and personalities are geared more toward being disaster/rescue heroes (like the Wild Wild Pussycats) or support heroes (like Nighteye) than toward reaction/responsive heroes (like All Might) or stealth heroes (like Eraserhead, but I think his type of hero work is also arguable and fits under multiple umbrellas). It's like in the very first arc where there's a bunch of heroes standing around not helping Bakugou when he was caught in that slimy villain because they knew their quirks weren't suited to that situation--it's not cowardly, but it's realistic, when they know their quirks can do more harm than good in certain situations, even if they wanted to help.

I think that's what applies here, with your character. Yes, I understand wanting her to be able to adapt to any situation, but I think there's a point where you have to give her a goal and set her toward it. Does she want to be on the frontline reacting to villain attacks as they come and going out to apprehend them first-hand, or does she want to pre-emptively stop villains before they can rise by doing investigation and stealth work, or does she want to use her incredibly fit biology to help others when disaster strikes and there's no villain involved at all? Sure she can have ambition like Bakugou or Izuku who want to be the best #1 hero, but even they have their focuses (both are reactive striker types!) and while Izuku is adaptive (ie. he's strategic and well-prepared for a raid strike to surprise attack the base Nighteye found, or he rescued people stuck under buildings and whatnot during that exam and had good "bedside manner" for lack of a better term when dealing with rescuees) most of his actual quirk training has gone toward being brute force and quick response toward emergencies and villainous plots.

You can have her be strong but also give her vulnerabilities and that's okay. Like giving her the regeneration powers but also making them necessary because her skin or bone structure is weak like a real axolotl's, which would make her not very suited to brute force situations but that's fine because if she were perfect for speed and stealth and also brute force then it wouldn't give room for conflict or growth in your story. Forcing her to work around her weaknesses is one of those things that could make her stronger--make her more aware of herself or her surroundings or her limits or what she's willing to sacrifice (like Izuku in the entrance exam--can she afford to break her bones if it meant saving someone?) but it doesn't make the weaknesses go away, and working past those weaknesses isn't going to invalidate that they exist. She's not going to win every time--that would be boring wouldn't it?--and you need to give her ways to lose as well as ways she can triumph.

(A good example of this, and this is the first thing that popped into my mind even though it's not MHA, is Edward Elric from FMA. He's the main character so of course he wins a lot and he's tough and cool and seems like he's so strong. But the most prominent moments in the story are when his prosthetic arm/leg don't work, or he loses them, and he still fights but he's disabled but he's fully aware of this, and having abilities to work through the fights when he's missing an arm doesn't mean he's forgotten that he's missing an arm or that he never needed it to win. It means he found a way to work around those weaknesses and still achieve his goal.)

I kinda lost track of the original question/thought here, but to round back to it--when your character is injured, the adrenaline rush to fight longer or get to safety? That should be all her, that's character traits and determination and strength of will, not part of her quirk. She doesn't need some superpowered adrenaline rush to be part of her quirk, and you don't need to make her "able to battle" if she's not suited for it, unless that's one of her goals (while foregoing the other potentials her powers have--if she's aiming to fight villains face to face, then she's probably not focused on rescuing people or rounding around for a sneak attack, and in that kind of situation she should leave that up to real rescue/response heroes while she's playing distraction and keeping the villains' focus on her!) and if being able to battle ISN'T her main focus, then in a situation where she HAS to, you can make her struggle and that just makes her all the more real and interesting. You can make her get help from her classmates, or you can make her fight and lose and realize she's not suited for battle and switch focus (if it was her original focus) or realize she needs a plan to deal with that in the future while still staying true to her actual goal (if she wanted to focus on rescue for example, and she had to fight a front-line battle and she realizes she's not great at it, then maybe her strategy can just be to run and get a strike in here or there but the ultimate goal is to wait for help and backup to arrive in that case).

That was a lot so I hope it was useful and not too rambly but remember that these are just suggestions! I was just talking ^_^;;