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Mahito With a Pet Cat

• He’s constantly teasing the poor thing, but definitely a good play mate for when the kitty gets bored.

• He shape shifts into a cat sometimes just to hang out on their level OR so he can get cuddles from people 🥰

• He loves them dearly so he won’t experiment with them 😋

• He likes the really big and long ones, like maine coons or above-average ragdolls. They’re fluffy 😍😍

• I feel like he would over feed it a lot and would have to constantly be reminded that they shouldn’t eat that much 😓😓 if the cat got deathly overweight though, he would ask for help to help it lose weight (he doesn’t want it to die ☹️☹️)

• He trained the cat to sleep with him in bed rather than in the actual cat bed. He just constantly wants its attention 😭😭

• He takes many silly and cute pics of the kitties (I also kind of headcanon that he would have like a cute little Polaroid or digital camera instead of any kind of phone)

• He would find a crap ton of little costumes and pajamas for the kitty, ESPECIALLY Halloween ones

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Sorry this is so short 😭😭

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It took me years to realise that Offenderman is called that because he’s an actual $3x offender and NOT because he was slightly rude… wasn’t the brightest, was I?

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The Raid • Reader x Shigaraki Oneshot

The city had been invaded by the Paranormal Liberation Front. Every section had been attacked by seperate groups of the league. They even made it out to the rural areas just after the city. Y/N’s town couldn’t have been invaded at a worse possible time…

This was Shigaraki’s part of the league. They broke down houses, dragged fathers out by the shirts and mothers out by the hair. Children screamed and kicked everywhere you looked. Pets flocked to protect their families, but they were kicked to the ground and thrown into the wild. Every home was ravaged and robbed. All valuables were stolen, only to be sold later off.

Shigaraki walked through the storm of destruction. Was this what he expected when he planned to take over the world? Not exactly, but he wasn’t complaining. All he wanted was to see people suffering and miserable - the same way he was raised. He decided he would join the fun and take down a few families while he was there.

The raid had lasted probably two or three hours by now and somehow there were still people fighting for stability. Shigaraki ignored all of this and ventured towards an awfully quiet house at the end of the roads. The lights were off and it clearly hadn’t been broken into yet. To be fair, it didn’t appear to have anything valuable stored inside its walls. Just for the hell of it, he still kicked the door in anyways.

It was dark and quiet. Whimpering came from the other end of the house. He checked every room with heavy footsteps, wanting to savour the fear radiating from that very last bedroom. There was nothing special about the rest of this house anyways. It didn’t even seem like many people lived here - maybe two at most.

Finally. That last door. It was already open. He peered inside and his heart sunk.

A person hunched on the floor covered in weak blankets. They trembled in the dark, tears drenching their skin. In their arms was clutched a baby. A new born. Maybe a few hours old. Shigaraki stepped into view from the doorway. Y/N stared up at him with terror in their eyes.

“Please… Don’t hurt my baby…”

Their arms visibly tightened around the little one. Its skin was dark and unwashed - they clearly didn’t have the time to tend to the baby’s needs. Tomura stepped closer and crouched down. As he peered down at the baby’s resting face, a feeling of unusual love fell over him.

He reached his arms out but Y/N immediately snatched their baby out of the way, hissing in pain. A passion burned in their eyes - fear was no longer present. Just an angry need to protect their kin.

Tomura stiffened. He thought for a moment. “Has he eaten yet?”

“She. And yes, she’s eaten.”

He nodded. The smell hit his nose and he realised a puddle was in the corner of the room. This person had given birth all alone as their town was being raided. They clearly had no one to help them. For the first time in forever, guilt panged in his stomach.

“What if I took care of you?”

“And why would you do that?” they demanded.

For once, he didn’t have an answer. He swallowed hard. This was the most beautiful person he had ever laid eyes on, holding the most precious form of life in their arms, and he felt like he just fell in love with the both of them. “Because I want to.”

What a stupid reason. He was a menace, a villain. A cruel man. Why on Earth would he want to help some random civilian that was suffering - suffering the way he thought he’d want people to suffer?

Y/N narrowed their eyes at him. “Fine. You will take care of me and my baby, or you will leave us alone. On one condition.”

“Yes?”

“I will never be separated from her. Not even for a second.”

He nodded again, firmer this time. He held his hand out to help them stand up, but they smacked it away. They managed to stand themselves up. Shigaraki realised they were in nothing but a large shirt and a long blanket.

Just as they started to walk, Y/N’s legs became jelly and started to tumble - only for Tomura to catch them in his arms. “Let me just-“ Tomura started to speak but trailed off as he scooped his arms under Y/N’s legs and back, picking them up bridal style. They tightened their loving grip around the baby.

Once they stepped outside of the house, the world went quiet. Villains and left over civilians watched as the leader of the liberation carried this helpless creature to safety. “I need a medic! Find me a medic immediately!” Shigaraki screamed at his league.

Somehow Y/N could already tell that their baby wouldn’t be the only one attached to their hip.

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Little sketches I did of some of my favs, they turned out bad cause there was no planning but I was just testing out some old markers so it’s okay 😓😓

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Confetti - Art the Clown x Reader Imagine

You had asked all of your friends and family that would normally be interested in horror movies if they’d like to join you at the cinemas. It was actually for your birthday, but you didn’t really say that. You even offered to buy them dinner and dessert in a desperate attempt to lock in a date. But it turns out everyone was busy or just weren’t interested… That, and some people lived too far away to even ask.

Ughhh this sucked. You had been waiting for this movie for agessss and you wanted to enjoy the experience with someone else, especially on your birthday. It didn’t really bother you going by yourself, but it just wasn’t going the way you expected and that slightly peeved you. Whatever, time for some self love!

You arrived at the cinema and grabbed your snacks quickly. As soon as you sat down in the theatre, you posted on all your socials just how excited you were, really rubbing it in everyone’s faces. After about fifteen to twenty minutes (you just HAD to be there extra early for the best seats) you realised you were literally the only person in the theatre. The ad reel would be starting in a minute, maybe they’re all about to enter? Or maybe someone was just laying down for the moment? If you were truly the only person sitting here then that would feel a little embarrassing… but oh well, nobody needs to know.

Fifteen minutes worth of ads passed by slowly and by the end, you were DEFINITELY the only person sitting there… in that entire theatre…

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The movie was absolutely awesome. You LOVED it. Like beyond love. But the entire time, you had this sinking feeling deep in your chest. As if you were being watched, there was a dark aura in this cinema that only occurred to you half way through the movie. You hadn’t seen or heard anyone entire, must have just been your imagination..

The end credits rolled past and there was no special feature at the end. You stood up and stretched your arms wide with a gleeful grin pressed on your lips. As you turned to exit, a white spot behind you caught your eyes. You jumped back and screamed as Art the Clown stood in front of you now, towering over you from the row of seats behind your own. You scrambled to your feet and dodged the stairs and seats, sprinting for the exit. As you turned the dark corner, he appeared again just in front of the door. You took a double glance back into the theatre in terror - was he not just up there? No time to think, just run. You tried to sprint and dodge past him but he snatched your arm and swung you back.

You gulped. This was the end. Definitely the end. He leaned over, his hand pressed into the wall next to your head. You shut your eyes tightly and hoped this was just a nightmare. A surge of power shot through you and you kicked with all your might, kicking him into the adjacent wall and running for your life outta there.

In a flash of darkness, a massive rubbish bag was secured over the upper half of your body. You skidded to a halt in confusion and were immediately swept up into someone’s arms. Obviously it was Art’s… After a tremendous amount of struggling and screaming and fighting, you gave up, finally understanding this was the end.

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It felt like hours before the bag was ripped away and your vision was able to start adjusting again. You were sat in an uncomfortable chair in a disgusting basement. Candles filled the space, surprisingly creating enough light to feel like early morning hours, even without windows. There were broken down cars, random bits of housing and furniture strewn across the floor, cobwebs galore, and the chattering of birds and rats could be heard.

In front of you was a mini dining table with many candles sitting around a large pink cake. The candles were scented your favourite smell. The cake had the words “Happy Birthday!!!” written on it with little balloons and hearts scribbled in as well.

Heels clicked towards you and out from the darkness emerged Art the Clown. Tears bubbled at your eyes as you couldn’t figure out what to do. Do you scream for help and run away? Do you sit and play along with his game and maybe he’ll spare you? Do you just wait for your inevitable demise?

He grinned at you almost loudly, tilting his head dramatically. He whipped his hands down in front of him, gesturing at the cake. He inched closer, pausing every time you flinched. He would rock back and forth, making extreme facial expressions, pretending to laugh. Eventually he got close enough to pull the second chair out sitting opposite to you and take a seat. He folded one leg over the over and rested his elbows on the table, looking like a smug princess. You stared at him, too horrified to really process whatever the hell was going on.

Soon enough he got bored of waiting for you to do something and picked up the large knife that laid next to the cake. He cut a slice and spun the cake around to face to slide to you. You stared at the cake with no emotion. It was probably spiked anyways. He raised his already tall eyebrows and grinned wider, his hollowed cheeks looking full for just a split second. That small split of an expression was almost adorable, but you couldn’t figure out why.

“I don’t have a fork or spoon,” you spoke plainly. He shrugged his shoulders high, then scooped a handful of cake and shovelled it into his large mouth. He continued to do this until the icing on the cake was starting to melt. Fuck it, why not join him? You were going to die anyways, may as well enjoy cake while you’re at it.

The both of you sat and ate cake for what felt like hours until you were full. He ate most of it, rubbing his stomach and licking his lips as soon as the plate was empty. Somehow this helped calm you down. Maybe now you had just accepted your fate rather than fear the worst.

He stood up quickly and waltzed to your side. He got down on one knee and held a hand out for you to take. His glove was disgusting and his finger tips weren’t much cleaner. Who knows what the hell his hands have been… Oh well, anything to appease him and make you death any less painful. You placed your hand in his own and he stood up at the speed of light. He pulled you to the middle of whatever room you were in and twirled you around. He tried to get you to box dance with him and dip you backwards. The whole scenario was incredibly awkward and embarrassing, but who was there to judge you? You have been kidnapped by THE Art the Clown and you were getting off lucky, just dancing around and eating cake with him. When he finally realised you weren’t entertained, he decided to pull out his black bag again.

Juggling pins, fire swords, a harmonica, a light saber - it seemed like he had every form of performance tucked away in that rubbish bag. He was doing all of this just to see you crack a smile and you couldn’t figure out why. Why did he spare you for so long? Why did he want you to smile? Was he trying to give you false hope?

It didn’t take him long to realise none of this was working either. You were too numb to even pretend to be happy. His shoulders slumped and his black mouth paint formed a long frown. Oh god, had you upset him? Was he finally deciding to just kill you now?

He reached behind him in a dark corner and pulled out a small box. He handed it to you and slipped a party whistle into his mouth. He snatched the mini top hat off his head and replaced it with a black and white party hat. This confused the shit out of you. Seriously, how did he know it was your birthday?

You glared down at the small box covered in bright wrapping paper placed in your hands. It was probably a little bomb. As soon as you would open it, it would explode and destroy the whole building, obviously taking you with it. Oh well, at least it’s a quick and easy death to deal with…

You hesitantly punched the lid of the box, hands shaking relentlessly, and pulled it off with a small ‘pop’ sound. Instead of a bomb, confetti burst out and slammed you in the face. Cute sparkles and bits of paper sprinkled everywhere, glitter covering your front. He clapped his hands loudly, swinging here and there, silently laughing big belly laughs. Inside the box was a gorgeous necklace, shining bright iridescent colours in the little light that filtered the room.

His grimy hands came into your eye sight as he pinched the necklace up and stood behind you, placing the jewellery around your neck and clipping it together. His hands were cold and rough as they grazed the nape of your neck. You looked at the beautiful charmed attached to the jewellery and it reminded you of home, filling you with a warm feeling. Whether this home represented the one that you came from or the one you wish you did, that only mattered to you.

Art rested his chin on your shoulder, raising an eyebrow and smiling wide. This whole time, you couldn’t help but realise Art was the only person that remembered and celebrated your birthday. This realisation was both cruel and comforting. Maybe this situation wasn’t so bad after all.

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Chubby Reader x GN!Ghostface

You had been invited to a Halloween party and you were fucking ecstatic. Your friends were invited too so you would have someone to hang out with when the nerves inevitably set in. Who knows, maybe you’ll even meet new people? Wishful thinking, let’s not get too ahead of ourselves just yet…

You didn’t have too much money at the moment so you decided to do a sort of closet cosplay. A skeleton maybe? You had some old black and white clothes that you could possibly paint over to make a cool skeleton design. You had some pretty sick jewellery you could throw on. Maybe some hair chalk and cool face paint? Actually, maybe a mask would be a better option. How about both just for the fun of it?

You were up in your room, trying on your old clothes just to see how they’d look out together. Honestly not too bad, you even started to like what you saw. You stood in your body sized mirror, checking yourself out. Then you stood to the side and everything was ruined. Your stomach was obvious… God, why did your legs have to look so large and lumpy? Could you have any less of a chin?! Maybe the mask was a good option.. You didn’t want people to see your chubby painted cheeks and look at your hideous body only to realise it’s you.

Already the anxiety came flooding back in and you regretted accepting the invite. Just as you turned back to face the mirror, tears drowning your eyes, a smudge of white was sitting in the corner of your window behind you. You realised you left the curtains open and freaked out, immediately spinning on your toes. Somebody was watching you from the window.

You screamed and jumped out of view, crouching behind your bed and covering your mouth with shaky hands. Somebody was wearing a black robe and an elongated ghost face mask. What kind of creep-?

“Hey, wait! Come back! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you…” their voice was oddly soothing. Just a peeping tom you supposed..

You moved back into view, seeing that they had their hands on your window sill and their head poking into your room. Creepy… “Uhm, what do you want?” your voice croaked, a mix of the tears from before and a bit of fear.

“Oh, I just saw you up here from down on the street and I thought you looked gorgeous.. I wanted to take a closer look, I didn’t mean for you to see me…”

“Yeah, well, you did a great job at that…”

“Hahah, sorry…”

A moment of silence passed.

“Did you really think I look gorgeous..?”

“Absolutely! Is that your Halloween costume? I think it looks hot…”

You swallowed hard. Enjoying the attention of a peeping tom? Sighh. You crawled out from behind your bed and sat in front of your window. Honestly their outfit was pretty hot too. Not much to it but just something about it was so…

“Wanna hear a secret?” You hesitantly nodded, not knowing what to expect but hoping it wasn’t gruesome. This was definitely the get up of a suspected serial killer. You inched a little closer and leaned in slightly. Your head was turned to the side so you couldn’t see their face as they lifted their mask. They were so close that you felt their lips brush against your ear. “I wanna rip those clothes right off you and see what’s underneath.”

Immediately they snatched their mask down and you squealed on shock, face turning beat red immediately. They chuckled and pushed themselves down the roof. You looked out the window in horror, thinking they had just fallen to their death or something, face still boiling hot from flusterment.

Nope, they were totally fine… They stood on your front drive way, waving up at you. You waved back and they walked away, robe swaying in the chilly wind. Something felt off about them but you didn’t worry about it. This interaction made you feeling weirdly good about yourself. Hopefully they don’t become a full time stalker…

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This is so bad, I apologise 🙂‍↕️ probably won’t do a part 2 so maybe don’t ask lol

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I kind of love writing fanfics for readers who specifically relate to me in some way, especially insecurities and mental health/physical conditions. It makes me feel seen and I hope I can makes others feel seen too 🫰

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I KNOW Tatum could have fit through that cat door in the garage, if I can do it you can do it 😭

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Guys I ship Scream x Final Destination

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Small Might wearing his baggy hero uniform reminds me of book accurate Edward Hyde

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Dating Ryuk and/or Rem🖤🤍

• They would actually have a pretty good understanding of dating considering they’ve been around humans for so long. They would just struggle to understand why you would want to date them lmao

• It would definitely be you confessing to them, I can’t see them having any romantic attraction towards people.

• At first they would sort of see the confession the same way adults see little kids confessing to them. It’s kinda funny, kinda cute, but a bit weird. Overall, they won’t judge you for it, just a lot of confusion.

• They would probably agree to date you because they know you’re a respectful and responsible person and you wouldn’t do anything stupid lol. Them themselves wouldn’t really have romantic attraction towards you, but they definitely see you as a great companion.

• They do not do words of affection unless it’s funny or sarcastic 🙅‍♀️ pet names, probably not. Rem might do hand holding or hugging. They won’t kiss you but if you kissed their cheeks, their faces would probably glow red lol. But Ryuk doesn’t mind cuddling in bed or on the couch. He’s a bit like a cat lol

• A LOT of apples for Ryuk. The more, the merrier.

• After a while of dating, they’ll grow to care more about you. Still not romantic, but like a best friend. They’ll hate to watch you get hurt or be upset. They’ll feel victorious when you feel victorious. They’ll become angry when someone disrespects you.

• I don’t think they would stop your death for you. Rem might consider it if she felt extra attached to you, but I think ultimately she’d stop herself. We already saw how that turned out for one shinigami..

• You guys can go on cute little dates together. Ice cream dates especially since they get to eat and you don’t have to sit in a busy restaurant lol. Also plenty of park dates where you can sit and chat and people watch.

• They like to watch you read and scroll through your phone. They’ll often sit and watch over your shoulder so they can feel included. ~~~~~~~~~ Masterlist

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Dating Poison Ivy Headcanons

• She makes the best perfumes and colognes for you, like THE best. You try to buy her scents as pay back, but somehow they just never compare to what she makes herself.

• She loves when you do her makeup for her. It does not matter how good you are at makeup, she will fall in love with you all over again. The lack of distance between you two, the romantic atmosphere, the soft brushes against her skin, lipstick running across her lips. On the other hand, whether you liked having your makeup done or not, she’s somehow made you love it. Pretty much for all the same reasons too.

• She makes your heart flutter constantly. Maybe that’s partially the pheromones she gives off but who cares, she’s gorgeous and lovely and you wanna be with her constantly.

• She loves doing your hair for you. Especially braids. She is a MASTER at braiding hair.

• She would much prefer you didn’t eat meat around her. We know she’s vegan and it upsets her when you do eat meat. She doesn’t care if you eat it when she’s not around, just don’t do it in front of her

• She’ll treat the both of you like royalty. You get your own thrones, giant beds, luxury bathrooms. And yes if she has to steal someone’s mansion or find an abandoned house to do so, she’ll do it. Of if you’re fine living in the jungle/forest, she’d be more than happy to build an entire mansion out of trees and vines and plants!

• If anyone ever disrespected you in any way, she would probably kill them. Or kidnap them, torture them for a long time, and THEN kill them. Absolutely nobody has the right to disrespect her lover…

• She doesn’t necessarily expect you to do the same for her, especially if you’re introverted and timid. She can definitely stand up for herself. But if you did stand up for her, oh my god you would be the hottest person in the universe for a looooong time.

• Of course your relationship would be exclusive (unless you wanted to talk about doing otherwise with consent), but she would probably still seduce a lot of powerful people just to get what she wants. She wouldn’t go very far, but things like mind control lipsticks would probably come in use commonly. She obviously has no real attraction towards them, not when she has the best partner in the universe (you of course!!)

• She’s very adventurous and open minded. If you wanted to experiment with something in your relationship or activities or whatever, she’s open to trying many things!

• If she was ever away for an extended amount of time, she would send you a shit ton of notes and letters with nice scents and pretty flower petals

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Dating the Joker 💜💚

• I feel like for someone to genuinely love the joker and date him, you would have to be very passive or easily manipulated. Even Harley Quinn fell for him in hundreds of universes, and she was a psychiatrist!

• Who knows, maybe he even finds it hot meeting someone who’s willing to boss him around and not be easily intimidated🤷‍♀️ honestly I wouldn’t expect it to last long though, eventually he’s going to want to take back control 😓

• I imagine him to be a very hands on person, maybe not always caring about your personal space.

• He’ll only really do things if it benefits him in some way, even if it means pleasing you just so you’ll do something for him.

• Whenever he compliments or praises you, you take it and run for the hills. This man is totally marriage material right here… it’s not exactly rare that he properly praises you, but most of the time it is decently back handed shit lol

• He’s pretty touchy, but more stuff like his arm around your shoulders, around your waist, offering his arm for you to hold.

• He does not mind PDA at all. The most he’ll instigate is a kiss on the cheek or mouth and holding hands, but if you want to take it further, he’s all for it!

• To add to that, whenever he feels victorious or excited, he’ll pick you up and hug you, swing you around and cheer for whatever devious plan of his has been successful.

• If you want pets, they’ve got to be the most outlandish and scary ones possible. Big dog? Must be protective and intimidating and aggressive to intruders. Little? Most annoying little shit in the world. Cats? Feisty and feral. Birds? Big and cruel. Rodents? Hundreds of them. Anything exotic you want, go for it! These animals will be trained to protect you and him at all costs, but everyone else has to fend for themselves xo

• He’ll never be the jealous type to not let you hang out with friends or go partying. But if you want to stay at home, he won’t make fun of you either.

• You in any kind of clown outfit or costume! Uhm.. YES PLEASE!

• If you want to go out for dinner, he’ll rent out the whole restaurant for just you and him! (By renting out, I mean more violent measures where everyone is forcibly evacuated and all staff are held at gun point..)

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Call me sensitive and butt-hurt but I dislike the fact that Hagakure has to fight naked with just a pair of gloves. Especially for a teenager who probably didn’t have much real fighting experience to begin with. We already saw in the first season it’s incredibly dangerous when she takes her gloves off as no one knows where she actually is, including her teammates. Todoroki admitted he didn’t even know she was there when he froze over the entire training simulation building. What if she was in a massive fight as a pro hero and nobody knew where she was injured? Yes she has a voice, but in a big and busy place like Japan (or anywhere she decides to travel to) it can be hard to locate people, especially invisible people. We already know she can’t voluntarily turn off her quirk which makes it harder.

Soooooo… I headcanon a chameleon body suit for her. One that can transition between visible and invisible to her liking, whether it’s digitally controlled, nerve controlled, whatever. You’re telling me they’ve lived in a society full of insane superpowers AND in Japan which is already known as one of the most technologically advanced countries in the world, and they wouldn’t be able to design a suit that can change between visibilities? This is purely for her safety so that when she needs to be stealthy, she can be stealthy. When she needs to be visible, she can be visible. If she wants the suit to be transparent or whatever, she can do that. Just anything to make it less likely she’ll be killed without anybody noticing. Also a weather and temperature issue. Also it’s surely uncomfortable for the poor girl to walk around completely naked. Yes I know that’s how she’s lived her whole life, but I’m so sure a young girl like her would probably have the fears of “what if someone can see me and they haven’t told me? What if my quirk accidentally faltered and I couldn’t stop it and everyone saw me?”

Sighhhhh please don’t be mad that I’m looking so far deep into an anime about superheroes… just brain dumping 😔

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Call me sensitive and butt-hurt but I dislike the fact that Hagakure has to fight naked with just a pair of gloves. Especially for a teenager who probably didn’t have much real fighting experience to begin with. We already saw in the first season it’s incredibly dangerous when she takes her gloves off as no one knows where she actually is, including her teammates. Todoroki admitted he didn’t even know she was there when he froze over the entire training simulation building. What if she was in a massive fight as a pro hero and nobody knew where she was injured? Yes she has a voice, but in a big and busy place like Japan (or anywhere she decides to travel to) it can be hard to locate people, especially invisible people. We already know she can’t voluntarily turn off her quirk which makes it harder.

Soooooo… I headcanon a chameleon body suit for her. One that can transition between visible and invisible to her liking, whether it’s digitally controlled, nerve controlled, whatever. You’re telling me they’ve lived in a society full of insane superpowers AND in Japan which is already known as one of the most technologically advanced countries in the world, and they wouldn’t be able to design a suit that can change between visibilities? This is purely for her safety so that when she needs to be stealthy, she can be stealthy. When she needs to be visible, she can be visible. If she wants the suit to be transparent or whatever, she can do that. Just anything to make it less likely she’ll be killed without anybody noticing. Also a weather and temperature issue. Also it’s surely uncomfortable for the poor girl to walk around completely naked. Yes I know that’s how she’s lived her whole life, but I’m so sure a young girl like her would probably have the fears of “what if someone can see me and they haven’t told me? What if my quirk accidentally faltered and I couldn’t stop it and everyone saw me?”

Sighhhhh please don’t be mad that I’m looking so far deep into an anime about superheroes… just brain dumping 😔

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I hate how the moment All Might starts to struggle when fighting a villain, the world turns on him and is like “Heh, heroes are getting lazier and weaker! They should be doing better!” Have you ever considered that maybe All Might is still the best and this particular villain is just insanely strong? 🤨 I don’t see YOU out on that battle field? 🤨 I KNOW you are not bashing the man that has saved millions of people world wide… 🤨

Also I’m talking about before they all knew about All Might’s weakened strength. As far as the world knew, he was still at his top game 🙂‍↕️

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Would you guys believe me if I said my introduction to Jekyll and Hyde was a few years ago when I remembered an old Bugs Bunny episode that genuinely traumatised me out of sleep for like a few weeks. Basically the episode was Bugs going home with an old guy that fed him carrots everyday and turns out the doctor was secretly addicted to drinking these potions that turned him into a big ugly green ogre with a taste for blood. So this whole episode was the loveable Bugs Bunny being chased around by an axe wielding psycho and then later turning into a giant green rabbit. Yep. No one was in the lounge room with me when that played so I just sat there paranoid 💀💀

ANYWAYS yeah so I forgot about it for a while and then a few years ago I went on a hunt for it, found out it was called ‘The Hyde and the Hare’. I googled what it was based on and fell IN LOVE. Then I realised it was kind of one of those franchises/concepts that everyone should have at least heard of once? Like you don’t have to read the book or watch the movies/musical to know about it, it’s just sort a common reference in pop culture?