#BNHA 😔

[the-gloink]

GOLLY I DIDNT POST FOR ALMOST A MONTH- well i have more art for y’all to feed on 😌 ❤️

And these unfinished master pieces

And…this one 😔

[ryukatters]

bf!bkg ignoring you because you won’t call him baby or handsome or whatever nickname you usually call him

“Katsuki— have you seen my charger? I can’t find it anywhere.”

You call out as you make your way down the hall from your bedroom. Your boyfriend is sitting on the couch, having a rotting party all by his lonesome to really live out his day off. It’s a rare occurrence for him to be so inactive, but you surmise even pro heroes can be lazy every once in a while.

“Kats?”

Still nothing. You know for a fact that he can hear you, because you can see the way he subconsciously perks up the minute you say something. Definitely charming, but not enough to quell the growing mix of irritation and worry (mostly worry) brewing inside the pits of your stomach.

You make your way across the living room, standing in front of his place on the couch. He’s still not looking at you. No matter, you just decide to straddle him instead. His hands automatically find purchase on your hips, fingers just a few millimeters shy of your ass.

“Katsuki. What’s wrong?”

“Dunno who that is,” he huffs, head turning to the side so you can’t see the way his lips quirk down into a pout. (Because he swears up and down that’s something he never does.)

“Kats?”

“No.”

“‘Suki?”

“Close, but still no.”

“Baby?”

“Yeah, baby?”

"Have you seen my charger, handsome?"

"In your desk drawer on the right."

You smile. You press an innocent kiss to the tip of his nose. He pulls you flush against him before you can pull away, capturing your lips with his, appreciating the way the two of you meld against each other. He tries not to look too disappointed when you lift yourself off him and stand up. You lean down to give him a fleeting kiss on the cheek.

"Love you, Katsuki."

"Think you've got the wrong guy, sweetheart."

[reineydraws]

✨️ BROTHERS! ✨️

(shouto will live out his idle childhood daydreams, even if he has to reverse their roles himself haha)

[moodyvoid]

Imagining Shigaraki’s ghost trying to teach Deku how to be more assertive.

Bakugo, lightly ragging on Deku.

Shigaraki: “Call him a cuck.”

Deku: “No. 😃”

—

Someone cuts Deku in line.

Shigaraki: “You’re just going to let them do that?”

Deku: “Yeah, it’s not a big deal.”

Shigaraki: “Okay… are you sure you were born quirkless? Because I think your original quirk was ‘doormat’ since YOU LET EVERYONE WALK ALL OVER YOU—“

Deku: “I’M SORRY???”

—

Deku, playing a PvP game with shitty team mates.

Shigaraki: “ARE THEY PLAYING THE GAME BLINDFOLDED?!?!? TELL THEM TO WALK INTO TRAFFIC!!!”

Deku: “We’ll do better next time!”

Shigaraki, screaming.

[wasabi-gumdrop]

neon glory squad 💖

[piedpip3rrr]

Hot ticket items 4/4

[burquillos]

My favorite creature, Deku

[komoriiis]

༊*·˚ 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈 — 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐱𝐭𝐬 !!

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖞𝖕𝖊 :: smau ( crack SFW )

[ masterlists ]

𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 © 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐢𝐢𝐬. 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 !

[bruciemilf]

Every inch of Izuku Midoriya loves every inch of Bakugou Katsuki.

He sees passion in his rage, ambition where others see arrogance, and the overpowering desire to fight the world and make it do the right thing.

He loves every flaw, too. If something so deeply imperfect can be so amazing, then, there’s hope for less special things, too.

Sometimes, thought?

“You shitty ass loser, I TOLD you to stand back and let me handle it for you, but NOOO, stupid fucking Deku just HAS to fight a villain on a broken leg, doesn’t he,—“

As if I haven’t been through worse,

He really wants to clap back with that;

He also wants to live past 20.

“Kacchan!”

Izuku whips around, still supported by a strong arm around his waist, bringing his hands together imploringly, “Can you please. Be soft with me? For 3 seconds, that’s ALL I ask.”

It’s not that he doesn’t want to hear Kacchan nag him, — it’s his favorite activity, besides, maybe, being a hero, — but he’d just. Like the princess treatment.

A little.

Katsuki pauses. Heart red eyes soften significantly, the faux anger and annoyance glazing over into warmth,

“I love you, baby.”

Izuku’s lungs stop, for a beat, “Oh, Kacchan—“

“Three seconds over. Now listen here you little BITCH—,”

Izuku would scoff. If his heart wasn’t turning into liquid love, pulling the blonde down for giggly kisses, that is.

[nottspocket]

[caption]

[mettywiththenotes]

Hori killed off the villain trio because he knew they would have screamed the stadium down in the second year sports festival cheering for their heroes

[salty-macaroon]

An erasermic dtiys challenge doodle I did months ago but nvr posted 👨‍🦲

[xia0ming56]

If you're taking requests, Erasermic with short hair? Love your art!

Aaa i missed drawing them 🥹 sry for the wait! I swear i was gna leave it as a sketch but then i got carried away n added some colour💀 hope u like it!! :D

[moodyvoid]

The League of Villains go to an art museum.

Tomura, sighs: “Why are we here again?”

Spinner: “It was Compress’s turn to pick our weekend activity.”

Mr. Compress, explaining the history of the artwork in front of them.

Tomura: “This is boring. How does anyone find this fun?”

Spinner: “Twice and Toga are having fun.”

Twice and Toga, doing funny poses with the artwork and taking photos.

Tomura: “What a snooze fest.”

Dabi, walking over.

Spinner: “Find anything interesting?”

Dabi: “Yeah, the exit.”

Twice, running over: “Guys! I found a sculpture of a lady with three boobs!”

Tomura: “You have my full attention.”

Spinner: “Should we tell Compress?”

Mr. Compress, still explaining the same artwork.

Dabi: “No.”

Tomura: “Hurry up, before Compress wants to explain the meaning behind each boob.”

All of them quickly walking away, Mr. Compress still yapping.

[tiktowafel]

there's still 15 minutes of wednesday left in my timezone so no i don't have to wait a week to post this. anyway class 1a + deadish meme jumpscare (though it's forever fresh in my heart)

text by toastlogic. i was too lazy to make the whole thing a gif sorry </3

[alienaiver]

wordcount; 483

content; father's day, shinsou x reader but focused on aizawa. mentions of disconnect between reader and their biological parents. gender neutral reader. erasermic family. [fathers day is june 5th in my country]

aizawa stares at his phone, puzzled. the notification is short, concise and straight to the point. its the type of texts he enjoys the most, but this one just confuses him.

"happy fathers day" is all the text reads. theres just one issue though;

you're not his kid.

youre dating his kid and while he doesn't know a lot about child rearing, he knows he doesn't automatically become any kid's father that he meets.

besides, you're in your late 20's. are you sending this message on behalf of shinsou? is shinsou pranking him, messaging him from your phone to mess with him?

"what's up, darling?" yamada asks from the kitchen island where he's preparing the salad for tonight. aizawa doesn't register the question though, frozen in time with his phone held up boomer-style, the screen gone dark after all the time spent staring.

yamada rounds the island to reach his husband by the dinner table, petting the top of his head. aizawa shakes his head with the movement and clears his throat, "ah. a happy fathers day text."

"aw, thats so sweet. from eri? i havent gotten one," yamada replies as he returns to reach for his phone, to see if he also got a greeting.

aizawa clears his throat again, putting his phone down onto the table, saying your name. yamada looks at his husband beaming, "aw, they sent you a fathers day greeting? thats so sweet of them!"

aizawa looks at yamada with a raised eyebrow, "i'm not their dad though."

this makes yamada throw his head back in laughter, hand holding his stomach. aizawa doesn't think he was being funny though. when he notices the confusion in aizawa's features, he wipes a theatrical tear from his eye, "shouta, you've practically adopted them, too. you went to the doctor with them last week."

"so? hitoshi had a shift and they needed the support."

"you have a monthly movie night with them."

"well, eri's part of that, too."

yamada shakes his head and gives him The Look; a look that signifies that he needs to pay attention.

"look, you're there for them when their own parents aren't. that's a good thing, y'know."

aizawa looks away, a small pout on his features. yamada raises an eyebrow, "are you somehow unhappy about this?"

there's silence for a while, and then aizawa sniffles and wipes his nose while looking away. yamada's heart melts as he observes him, "'m not."

after a moment aizawa exhales sharply, "...i'm happy, it's just.. overwhelming. they're not a former student, they're someone who met me as an adult. they had no ties to me personally, they... chose me."

yamada giggles and returns to aizawa's side, wrapping his arms around him from behind, kissing his cheek, "i'm happy for you, too. they really need a father figure and you ARE amazing."

aizawa smiles softly, leaning into yamada's embrace, "i'm glad they think so, too."