#Birthday Skit

[tomoeegawa]

Happy Birthday Sig

[siffriel]

In honor of Sloop Day, I present the real housewives of Vaugard. Siffrin and Loop have an unfortunate falling out on their big day.

[hotteoki]

guess whos birthday it is today!

[mirllop]

Pages Full of Maybe (BakuDeku) - drawing!katsuki

basically katsuki is a chronic doodler/artist as a way to deal with his emotions. legit let my imagination run wild w this one soooo

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Katsuki has anger issues. He knows he does. He just feels this overwhelming rage well up inside of him and has no idea how to handle it other than shouting and screaming. His therapist (that Aizawa forced him to start going to, much to his chagrin) said some bullshit about his anger controlling him and about how it should be the other way around. Whatever. Some stupid shit. It was irrelevant.

But when he feels that full-body frustration, frustration so deep in his bones he can barely do anything but scream and shout and rage at people, he knows it’s best to lock himself in his room and wait it out. If his anger is like a deep well, it's best to wait until the bucket comes up empty rather than try to tip it over manually.

Sometimes Kirishima (or other nosy do-gooders of the "squad") will pester him, but for the most part, when he’s in that sort of mood, his classmates know to leave him alone.

So, what does he get up to during his alone time?

Katsuki draws. He fills pages upon pages, sketchbooks, notebooks, post-its, cards, sometimes even his own arm, filling his skin with ink when he’s run out of paper. There just aren’t enough canvases to contain his sprawling doodles, sketches, and full works. He's at the stationary store every other week.

His class notes are practically graffitied with the amount of ink he manages to plaster on, coherently coming together to portray the visions in his mind. Aizawa says nothing when the tests he hands back are filled to the brim with doodles in the margins.

Maybe he likes it because paper is the only thing that can't fault him for his emotions. It can’t shun him after he’s been too harsh, it can’t tell all its little friends about his issues. It can't rage back. It simply sits patiently on the desk in front of him even when Katsuki presses his anger too hard onto the sheet and it tears. The only indication of its pain is the small cry it emits in the form of a krrshh –– but he can't even be painted as a villain for it. After all, it's just paper.

His hand traces anything he can think to draw. Sometimes, when all he's trying to do is make heads or tails of his frothing emotions, the pieces come out beautifully abstract. Sometimes he draws objects, places on campus, scenes from movies he watched with Izuku.

Sometimes he draws the faces of his friends (not that he'd ever admit to calling them 'friends'). Kirishima, laughing at something Bakugou did (he doesn’t even remember what it was. He just remembers the lightheaded feeling that came from causing that sunshine-like grin). Mina with her gossip face on, telling the group about so-and-so’s crush (that Bakugou definitely did not care about. Sue him if he listened. It was only because he should have the most intel possible to be a good hero, okay???).

Kaminari, getting really passionate about different electrical gadgets and showing the group a new type of charging plug. Sero’s surprised yet beamingly proud expression as a result of finally nailing that lasso he'd been working on for weeks.

His friends.

Izuku. Getting excited over something stupid, his cute round face lighting up, forest eyes shining with passion. Izuku. Rambling about some hero’s Quirk, coming up with infinitely clever improvements to their style. Izuku. Hovering over him after having pinned him down in a sparring match. Eyes shining with victory. Face streaked with dirt and sweat. Izuku.

Pages and pages and pages and pages of Izuku.

If anyone discovered these pages, Katsuki would be done for. He’d never show his face again. They weren’t just drawings to him — no, more like a chronicle of his life. He refused to call them a "diary" of sorts because diaries are for thirteen-year-old girls to gush about their stupid crushes that will never love them back. So no, his endless drawings aren't a diary. Fuck that.

Hours upon hours, alternating between furious scribbling and meticulous measuring, always resulted in a messy pile of papers surrounding Katsuki like a mad composer. He might as well have taken a stack of papers and tossed them in the air –– the space surrounding his desk would have looked the same. But after seeing the scraps of paper and the endless drawings scattered around him after each emotion-fueled session, he could breathe. Calm was washed over him like a gentle, cool wave to his bubbling, boiling magma.

He knew he'd never show them to anyone, but he secretly hoped he could. Maybe someday. The only person... it'd be Izuku, and it'd a small drawing of some random object. Meaningless. Insignificant to anyone but him.

Maybe he'd move onto showing him some of his people drawings. Then, and Katsuki barely allowed himself to imagine this future, maybe he'd finally show Deku himself through the lens of Katsuki Bakugou.

Maybe.

But for now, these drawings were locked up tight in top right drawer of Katsuki's desk. He kept the key pressed between the pages of his favorite childhood All Might biography (that he and Izuku had spent hours poring over the pages of) on the fifteenth page of chapter 7. Sue him for being a sentimental bastard, alright?

For now, this secret was all his. For now. But maybe that future would come. Maybe.

Maybe.

[mitamicah]

Pathetic little guy for day 28 of @kaarija-inktober (Frank Edition); Lonely

*cue Lonely to Akon*

[skitskatstudios]

A very special treat for a very normal kid!!

[casiavium]

You guys should be SO fucking proud of me oh my god. Guy at work is talking about Harry Potter. He is wrong about many things (one being that JK's views aren't present in the books) and I'm. I'm trying so hard. I can't escape my ex obsessions someone shock me every time I open my mouth. This is like exposure therapy

[rhooboob]

me and my husband we are doing better

it’s always been just him and me together

[aeolianasio]

Dug out my old Start Collecting pack for Admech and am finally painting them, poor attention span be damned.

Saved from the pile of shame by my sudden fixation on fucked up little cyborg guys.

Featuring a currently nameless Skitarii Ranger, the Onanger Dunecrawler Disdainful Gaze, and the Tech-Priest Dominus Kytmos-8976!

[luc1ferian]

HAOPY BIRTHDAY NEIL CiCIEREGA 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎈🎈🎈🎊🎊🎂🎂🎂🍋🎂🎂🎂

[tomoeegawa]

wii had a problem

[artz16]

Hina:*Looking for Yuta* Yuta? Yuta?

Hiro: Still can’t find him?

Hina: No…I’m worried

Jataro:*Whistling this is halloween while carrying a sack*

Hina:!! Hey Kid. What you got there?

Jataro:….*Looks down at the sack*….a treat

Yuta:*Trying to escape* He told me trick or treat and robbed me like I’m Halloween candy! Save me!

Hina:!!…Um…can I join?

Yuta: AOI! HELP ME!

[ohmytiredheart]

I just want everyone to know that The Unknowing happened on my birthday

[akkivee]

the reason ichiro’s under the impression people just text their feelings at each other is because that’s how kuukou love mailed him all the time lmao

[hotteoki]

happy birthday to our favourite grumpy dog! happy birthday kkami <3 🤍🤍

[ladyswillmart]

I’m unreasonably hyped for the Super Mario RPG remaster, this game was my jam when I was a kid. I played it obsessively and I knew like every single tiny little detail about it, I even made little paper dolls of the characters and wrote stories/comics... I guess it was my first real fandom?

Anyway I haven’t played it in... like 25 years??? That will be fun to revisit!