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The AMA Thread

I AM HERE – to answer your questions!

Proof it’s me. Last known picture of my publicist’s happy days. The bunker I’m staying in so she can’t kill me when this goes viral. Ask me anything!

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ob-vi-ous-ly

What is your Quirk?

That's a secret!

tez-la-coil

What’s your favorite pizza topping?

Pepperoni! I can’t eat pizza very often these days though.

HonoriaB

Hi All Might! Big fan with a question I’ve wanted to ask for a long time; what is your stance on vigilantes?

I cannot legally endorse vigilantism; however, neither can I advocate idly standing by when someone needs help. If you can do something without breaking the law, do! If you can help someone without placing yourself in harm’s way, do! You don’t need to be a hero or a vigilante to make a difference.

ColorObscura

How would you advise ordinary people to make a difference?

There are any number of things you can do - volunteer, recycle, teach, learn, be present and active in your own life. Be a listener. Be a sibling. Be a friend. These things matter more than you may realize, for all that they seem small.

 MabelDidNothingWrong

Mr. All Might Sir, are you aware of the mountains of explicit fanart featuring yourself?

Yes.

MabelDidNothingWrong

Okay, follow-up question, how do you feel about the mountains of explicit fanart featuring yourself?

I accept that it’s par for the course in this line of work and I’m glad it makes you all happy. That said, actually seeing it weirds me out.

 Koreh57

What was your working relationship with your publicist like before this AMA thread?

We had a mutually beneficial relationship; I did stupid things, she spun them into positive things. The incident at Kamino Ward has had her running ragged – I have a very generous severance package prepared for the day it all becomes too much.

 pumpkins_and_spice

During your segment on Quirky Kitchen, you talked a little bit about your gastrectomy – this is a procedure that I may be going through myself in a few months. Do you have any advice or tips that you would be willing to pass on? What were the first few weeks of not having a stomach like?

First of all, let me say that I’m very sorry you’re going through this. There is still life to be had after, but it’s a massive change and a struggle to reach something approaching normalcy after something like this.

Your scenario will likely depend on whether you’re having a full or partial removal; either way, one of the best things you can do to begin preparing is to start collecting recipes. Get your friends and family to help you – make it a communal effort! There will be some things you likely won’t be able to have, at least not for a while, so enjoy them now!

Adjusting took a long, long time – it’s something I still struggle with every day. I no longer feel hunger, so I forget to eat. Get an app to set alarms and reminders for yourself. Track your progress. But most importantly, don’t forget that just because it’s not the same as life before, doesn't mean that it’s life over. There is still joy to be found all around you :)

27percentBatterylife

Is there anything you wish you could eat again?

I miss being able to digest sugar easily; I always had a sweet tooth. I fell in love with pecan pie during my time in the States, and I haven't been able to eat any in years.

 Tsunagi-the-Hungry

I realize that it’s probably Top Secret hush hush business, but what can you tell us about the villain at Kamino? Who was he? What’s his name? What was his goal? Why did he kidnap a UA student? Have you met him before? What the hell was all that about?

I cannot disclose very much information about what happened that night in Kamino Ward. What I can tell you is that the villain in question is very dangerous, and was acting as a sort of mentor to Shigaraki Tomura, the leader of the League of Villains. We do not know his name.

I have met him before. We fought some years ago; I won.

43-59-87

If you won the first time, how did he come back? Was he not incarcerated?

We were under the impression that the man was dead.

fxck0ffm8

What do you mean by “under the impression” he was dead? Was he, or wasn’t he? Is our government so incompetent that they can’t tell a dead body from a live one?

There was no body. We assumed because the medical team had to scrape his brain matter out from under my fingernails. Does that answer your question?

coffeedispenser

The scar on your left side - was it given to you by this villain?

Yes.

coffeedispenser

Would you be willing to elaborate?

Again, there are some things I'm simply not allowed to talk about. Our first bout was brutal, vicious, and destructive. It was the only time in my life I fought not just to incapacitate, but with intent to kill if necessary. Everyone saw what happened in Kamino, and that was with both of us in less than ideal shape; the first go-around was even worse.

The wound in my side occurred near the end; I literally had to hold my own organs in just to finish the fight. It was not a pleasant experience.

its_sunnie

Hello, this thread got hella dark let me just make a distraction here… do you have any hobbies?

I love movies and film! I have an impressive movie poster collection, if I do say so myself; many of them are autographed. Lately, I’ve been taking care of a few succulent plants – my students got them for me while I was in the hospital. My echeveria is growing beautifully!

 Bold-Of-You_To-Assume-I-Wont

What’s your favorite time of year?

All the seasons are wonderful in their own way, but I particularly enjoy the colors of autumn.

 ohtobeyoungagain385

Hi All Might! I’d like to hear any fun teacher stories you have!!

I have many! My students are amazing and learning more and more every day. During final exams, I took on two of the boys in a simulation match – the match could be won by either putting a pair of handcuffs on the villain (me) or by getting through the exit gate. Both of them too quite a beating, but slipped through the gate and passed with time to spare! And I have to admit, I get a real kick out of playing the bad guy – watching their faces change when they realize I mean business is hysterical.

On the flip side of things, Present Mic once accidentally locked everyone out of the teacher’s lounge. The staff were rather surprised when I picked the lock before someone could find Eraserhead.

not-a-vigilante

Okay, I need to know how/why you know how to pick locks when you can break doors with your pinky finger.

It’s wise to have a wide variety of skills; you never know what might save your life one day. Certainly, I could have broken the door down, but then we would have a broken door. It’s no good solving one problem by creating another.

 39_Bottles

Back to Kamino a moment: there was a moment during the fight where the villain said something to you, and it knocked you off your game. What did he say?

The villain I fought does not rely purely on physical strength; he is known for mind games and pulling at one’s psyche. He had a piece of information that was personally relevant to me, that I will not disclose here.

 germanhotchocolate

Is your refrigerator running?

Let me go check!

jkl04

Well? Don’t leave us hanging!

My fridge is running just fine!

 AM_FAN0112

WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE MOMENT IN SUGAR SUGAR CAT CAFE

EVERY TIME MR. WHISKERS KNOCKS OVER THE SALTSHAKER, I LOSE IT ALL OVER AGAIN!

 heliotrope-teacup

Boxers or briefs?

I’m sure you can find fanart for either version.

forkeepsies

ANSWER THE QUESTION ALL MIGHT

OpalescentButterfly88

The people need to know!

 Mulan-Rouge

Your run of Quirk Warrior was AWESOME! What is your training regimen like?

Thank you, my friend! I do make an effort to stay in shape – I enjoy jogging the most, but I get into the gym as well. It’s nothing as intensive as my prime years, but that’s no reason to slack off!

450-five

What was your workout routine like in your prime? What’s the most you’ve ever been able to dead lift?

Hero-ing as my day job WAS the workout! As for weight training, you couldn’t put enough weight on the barbell to accurately measure that – need I remind you that I’ve held up buildings in my career?

 wannab3h3r0

Hello Mr. Might! I'm taking the UA entrance exam next year - got any advice?

No cheating now! Be confident in yourself and your abilities. Study hard for the written test, and act the way a hero would in the practical. Good luck!

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I'm sorry to leave you all, but I'm afraid my time is up! My publicist has found me and I have to go face her wrath with whatever courage I can muster. Let's do this again sometime, shall we?

Your Former Number One Hero,

ALL MIGHT

[cmi-miu]

Mini Bangtan

♢Imagine this: Living with Mini-Sized Bangtan.♢

As the early sun peeks in through the curtains in her bedroom, Army groans out loud at the jarring light that hits her face. The alarm clock rings to life for a fraction of a second before it’s slammed quiet again. By tiny hands that belong to an even tiny angel. A smile fritters on her lips in a silent ‘Thankyou.’

Opening her eyes, she turns her head to the right to check the time. The alarm clock showing the time to be eight in the morning. And next to the device, Jimin sits cross-legged.

Dressed in a white hoodie, dark brown hair haywire. Eyes puffy from sleep. Jimin has his arms folded on his knees, balancing his face haphazardly in his cupped hands. He blinks when he sees her smiling at him. Yawning as he gets to his feet.

“Morning.” He chirps, despite slumber still sticking into the corners of his eyes.

Sitting up, Army makes sure to not smash the equally tiny body of a sleeping Taehyung curled up on her pillow. Her index finger moving over his hair in a failed attempt to fix the messy locks of light brown. Chuckling to herself, she fixes her handkerchief carefully back over the boy’s body. Tucking him in by her nails.

Army then gets out of her bed, stretching before she turns to her bedside table again. She bends down in front of the little prince sitting on the furniture, and pops her hand out open in front of him. Jimin jumps into the soft palm and Army walks out of the room. Making sure to not make too much noise.

They make their way to the bathroom and Army places Jimin on the sink, letting him get to his morning routine as she walks back out. Making her way into the room next to her own.

She opens the door, and sure enough the blinds are pulled down. She chuckles to herself as she walks around the two dollhouses sitting in the middle of the bedroom. Opening the window blinds, the curse words that ring through the room, only serve to make her giddier.

An angry Namjoon storming out his dark blue house. Frowning up at the girl snickering. Only when Army points at the house next to his own with a sly expression does he somewhat arrange his feature into an irritated pout.

“Wake Jungkook up for me?”

She decides to let Namjoon wake Jungkook up. Relishing in sadistic joy as she watches Namjoon grinning as he enters the red and golden walled house.

Army then walks back into the bathroom to freshen up and finds Jimin sitting on the sink, his legs hanging off the edge. She pics him up and quickly places him on the toy bicycle by door, closing it as she watches him ride off downstairs. To the kitchen, no doubt.

Having brushed her teeth and fixed herself, Army makes her way downstairs, trusting Namjoon to get Taehyung and Jungkook down for breakfast by the time she was done. Walking into the kitchen, she switches the lights on and walks into the open plan room.

Sitting right between the kitchen isle, is another mini bedroom set. Mario theme with yellow and pink pillow covers. Seokjin sits curled into a cocoon of green and yellow comforter, rubbing his eyes. She giggles at the sight as she hold out a toy cup of warm coffee to the man.

When Seokjin takes a deep sip of the morning waker, Army walks out of the kitchen and into the living room. Making her way to the laptop sitting in the middle of the living room. Lying down on the keyboard, folded into a half burrito, his body curled into one of the headphone piece, is a black adorned Yoongi. Wearing her Kumamon doll’s clothes.

She switches off the device, after saving the song he had been working on, and scoops him into her hands. Carrying him precariously up and into the third bedroom. Placing him carefully into the beanbag he preferred to call a bed.

Army then turns to the other resident of the room, smiling to herself when she finds Hoseok sleeping in his regular position. Inside an army bomb that Army had lined with a cotton blanket. She wiggles the light stick model to rouse the man, and Hoseok blinks awake. His sunshine smile, lighting up the room. She pulls him up into the scoop of her hands and walks out as she closed the doors behind her. Switching off the lights to let Yoongi sleep a while.

Smiling when she sees Jimin scooter into the room. A huge packet of honey crisps, trailing his bike. She rolls her eyes and lets the boys be.

Army walks back into the kitchen to find Seokjin up and ready, dishing out orders to Jungkook.

“Get the saucepan, JK.” his voice travels around the kitchen.

Army snickers delightfully, watching Jungkook balance the heavy saucepan on the electric stove. As if carrying a really heavy barbell. Muscles popping out of the tiny body. She then diverts her attention towards the other three in the room.

Taehyung is sitting cross-legged in one of glass bowls, watching the scene fold out with a bored expression. For once, calm and quiet. He is using a slice of bread as a blanket.

Hoseok is no different, rubbing his eye occasionally. Yelling out cautions every time Jungkook stumbles under the weight of a spoon or other utensils.

Namjoon, on the other hand, is surprisingly grinning at the petulant expression of the maknae. Hugging the marshmallow he is seated next to. Biting into it occasionally, as he yells out orders to the youngest alongside Seokjin.

“What am I making today, Oppa?” Army questions the eldest as she enters the room, wrapping an apron around her waist.

Seokjin looks up at her with a smile and shrugs as he points at the ingredients arranged near the stove. Utensils and spices alike.

“I thought we’d do it light.” Seokjin explains pointing at the carton of milk he and Jungkook had carried over their backs from the fridge. “Cinnamon pancakes sound good, right?”

Army mock salutes the man and grins pulling up her sleeves, “yes, Chef!”

And they soon start their regular routine. Of Seokjin giving out instructions to the girl as she follows with complete focus. Remembering Seokjin’s advice to not add the cinnamon in the original batter, because Hoseok likes them plain and Taehyung with strawberries. And Yoongi prefers Blueberry and Jimin prefers whatever Yoongi ate. They usually ate from the same plate, you see.

Namjoon soon drifts away to the living room, with Hoseok and Taehyung following him. Taehyung, with heaving the Jungkook stays behind watching his eldest hyung, sitting on Army’s shoulder instructing her on how much milk to add to the batter. He smiles pleasantly at the blush that rides up her face when Seokjin snuggles closer to her neck, holding onto the chain she is wearing to keep his balance.

Soon the pancakes are ready to be serve and Army turns to the youngest sitting on a bottle of honey. “Jungkook-ah.” She regards him. “Could you go get Yoongi and Jimin Oppa down for breakfast? I’ll round up the rest.”

“I’ll get the rest. You get the those two” Jungkook responded with a disgusted shrug. He jumped down the bottle and dusted his sweat as he mounted his bike that was parked in the open bread box. Declaring over his shoulders, “I won’t be able to eat the pancakes after watching being all sugary in the morning.”

The girl rolled her eyes as she pulled off her apron, letting Seokjin slide down her arms with a blush. “Can Taetae, Joonie and Hobi Oppa to help you set up the table, Oppa?” She asks as she exited the kitchen. Smiling cheerily when Seokjin hollers ‘Okay!’.

As she climbs up the stairs, she makes sure to peek into the living to find Namjoon and Hoseok punching away the maknae’s advances. Ignoring his calls to come over for breakfast, in favor of watching Epik High’s live performance on YouTube. She rolls her eyes but brushes them away; they’ll end up at the table eventually. Taehyung is nowhere in sight, so she assumes he’s already in the kitchen, helping Seokjin out.

Army soon finds herself outside the third bedroom. Yoongi’s bedroom that he shares with Seokjin. On days he chose to sleep, that is. She hesitates before opening the door, however, because the last time she’d opened the door on the two without heed, she’d found them in a very compromising appearance.

Jimin had been pole dancing on her pen which was attached to a penstand, giving a lap dance to Yoongi. The elder was very casually grinding into the boy while seated in her pink power puff girls eraser. Suffice to say, she never let them near her stationary ever again. Or anything she owns, period.

“Oppa~?” She whisper-sings as she steps into the room. Her eyes turning to hearts at the sight of Jimin’s head resting on the small pillow from her watchbox, Yoongi’s cheeks snuggled into the younger boy’s chest.

As Army tiptoes into the room, Jimin eyes her sleepily with one eye open, placing his finger over his mouth and pointing at the still asleep Yoongi. “I’ll bring him down.” He whispers.

The girl simply nods and gestures an okay at the boy, edging back quietly. Watching from the crack of the door how Jimin slowly inches out of Yoongi’s koala grasp on him. Shaking him awake as he peppers kisses into the elder’s hair.

They are just way too cute for her. She huffs pleasantly, making her way back. Breakfast is yet to start.

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Just as the summary says:

1. MINI BANGTAN IS SUCH AN ENDEARING CONCEPT!!!

2. Okay. So what inspired me was a post on Tumblr (I think???) That asked for a fanfiction or fanart to be made about Yoongi using your study table as a studio. And… well… yes.

3. I’m as hardcore YoonMin trash! Don’t judge.

4. Seokjin Oppa sitting on my shoulder telling me how much milk to add into a pancake batter while clutching onto my chain for balance!!! Isn’t he amazing!!!!

5. I very much, 10/10, believe Hobi Oppa lives inside an ArmyBomb.

6. Taetae in the morning using bread as a blanket is so aesthetically apt!!!!! I just £÷&!£$,

7. Joonie Oppa is the cutest when he wakes up and is complete shit to the maknae because he is evil.

8. Who can argue that Jungkook would be the weightlifter of the group, carrying heavy cutlery and plates and pots around the kitchen on his back, as Seokjin’s lackey if they were tiny?

9. BTW, since I’m a female so I’m gonna write as as female ARMY. But that doesn’t mean I don’t believe in Male ARMYs. And I shall, someday, write a Male ARMY POV as well.

10. Last note, the actual size of Bangtan in this fic is mostly relational to everyday items. But for reference ya’ll can imagine Jiminie being able to curl into a small Pringle can, while playing hide and seek.

PS: BANGTAN IS COMING BACK WITH A NEW ALBUM, SO I’M BACK WITH A NEW STORY/SERIES!!! Spread this Love, my CUs. Love ya~~~

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