#bakugou katsuki x uraraka ochako

[koral-primrose]

This is out of character and very unpolished but I think it’s neat and I’d like to this would definitely happen. Hopefully this one doesn’t get me extreme hate 🙏

[lucyfic]

My kacchako big bang piece is up on AO3!! Enjoy

Rating: M

Summary:

39 days. 18 heroes. 1 survivor.

Eighteen pro heroes embark on the adventure of the lifetime when they’re marooned for 39 days on a remote tropical island. Split into competing tribes, the heroes must band together to survive, adapt, and win – or else get voted off at Tribal Council. The last hero standing wins ¥150,000,000.

When Bakugou and Uraraka form a flirty alliance, the chemistry sizzling between them goes far beyond mere strategy. They become an unstoppable duo, but the question remains: is their romance genuine or just a ploy to get ahead in the game?

This is their story. This is Survivor.

[endeavora16]

Cheek to cheek 💥🍵

[chibicherryblossoms]

"Surprise!"

Katsuki did his best to keep his birthday a secret from the class, until it ultimately failed. Now he has no idea what Ochako or the rest of the clowns have in store for him.

A Kacchako oneshot I wrote for Bakugou's birthday on Twitter last year.

Rated: G Word Count: 1,129

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Two years.

For two years Katsuki had successfully kept his secret from Class A.

It would've been three, if fucking All Might hadn't clasped him on the shoulder and uttered those seven damning words.

"Young Bakugou!" he had boasted after class one day, 3-A gathered close by. "I nearly forgot! Happy birthday!"

And that was how his entire class learned, on his 18th birthday, that he was born on April 20th.

Fuck, even Deku had kept his fucking mouth shut throughout middle and high school, knowing how much he loathed celebrating his birthday with people. And now, a year later, he's genuinely terrified of what they might've planned.

For weeks he anxiously asked Ochako what they had planned, knowing she had a large part in the party throwing committee. All he got in return was a smile, a boop on the nose, and a "You'll see!"

It's been driving him insane.

He searched his apartment for weeks trying to find any clue of his girlfriend's scheming. He saw the twinkle in her eyes, the mischievous twitch in her smile. He KNEW she was up to something, likely with the rest of the class, and it put him on edge leading up to his birthday.

On the day of, throughout his patrol, Miruko shot him amused looks but overall stayed silent. Which was for the best, because he was so wound up he was sure a single touch or wrong look would cause him to explode.

And yet… nothing happened.

He saw Deku, who discretely gave him his gift without saying a word (as Katsuki had insisted since they were kids), and even Half-and-Half, who had barely acknowledged him.

After patrol was when he was the tensest, ready for any moment for the prior Class A to emerge.

… But again, he was met with mostly solitude.

It's freaking him out. Because it meant one thing: That there's a surprise party at his apartment.

He's dreading coming home.

He took his time going to his shared apartment with Ochako. Training at the gym. Going to the grocery store. Taking the scenic route.

Until he ran out of excuses, and with a thundering heartbeat stepped at his front door.

It’s eerily silent.

Taking a stuttered deep breath, he shakily put his key into the deadlock and unlocks his door. Grasping the door handle, he takes another steadying breath and slams the door open. He blinks at the scene in front of him, completely confused but still on edge.

Based on how Ochako and the rest of the party planning committee threw parties for the class, he expected the same treatment.

Tsuyu always had hers frog themed.

Fumikage was 2000's rock music.

Even Koji was thrown surprise parties with animal themed masks, plates, and decor.

So why the fuck is his apartment empty?

Tightly gripping his grocery bag in one hand, he cautiously moves into the apartment, his eyes darting to catch any movement.

Still, nothing.

Finally, he hears a soft 'clink' in the kitchen. So that's where they are.

Taking a deep breath and poorly squashing down the sense of dread and anxiety in the pit of his stomach, he moves slowly toward the back of the shared apartment. He hears his girlfriend humming a tune, the sound growing louder and louder until he's outside the kitchen doorway. There's a tremor in his step, but he ignores it. Grasping the curtain separating the kitchen from the dining room, he rips it open–

To find Ochako in a cute apron putting the finishing touches on his favorite meal.

"Oh! Katsuki, you're home!" Ochako smiles, a bit of flour on her cheek. "I made you red curry with pork katsu! I hope it's good, I got the recipe from your mom and followed it to the 'T' but I know it might not taste the same. Oo! I also made you a spiced rum cake–"

She turns and checks the oven, but Katsuki is still staring slack-jawed. Where were the balloons? The obnoxious cheers? The stupid hat Kaminari always forced everyone to wear?

Where is everyone?

"I added a liiiiiiittle more spice than usual, but hopefully it tastes good," she hums as she takes it out of the oven and into the stove. "By the time we finish dinner,  it should be cooled enough for us to eat. If you don't mind setting up the table–"

"Ochako."

She pauses and turns to Katsuki with an inquisitive expression. "Yes?"

"What–"

How the fuck did he ask this…?

"Where is everyone…?"

Ochako blinks and tilts her head in confusion. "Who?"

Katsuki waves his free hand. "Everyone! Froggy, Edgelord, Rockhead, Dunceface, Shitty Hair— I know they're here somewhere. Where the fuck are they?!"

She purses her lips in a frown. "I don't know what you mean…"

"I know you, Momo, Glasses, and Pinky planned a surprise party for me," he says between gritted teeth. "You guys were trying to find out my birthday for years so you could plan something, so where the fuck is everyone?!"

Finally, understanding dawns on her. "Oh!"

He waits for the other shoe to drop, for everyone to pop out of nowhere with the "SURPRISE!" that he's had to turn his hearing aids off for every time because it gave him bouts of anxiety.

It was due any moment now.

Instead, Ochako takes off her oven mitts and walks up to Katsuki, cupping his face with her hands. "You know how everyone has a different type of party? Different theme, different food, different games…"

Katsuki frowns but nods.

"Everyone has a different preference," she smiles softly. "And when we plan for everyone, we take that into consideration."

She leans upward and nuzzled her nose against his. "For yours, I knew you'd want solitude and quiet, so that's what was planned. No tricks, no shouting."

She leans back, adoration on her countenance. "Just you, me, your favorite food, and favorite All Might show."

After weeks of built up stress and anxiety, Katsuki finally feels himself relax. He's so grateful and in love with Ochako he could cry. With the looming fear gone, he could smell the dinner she made and his stomach growls. It smells exactly like how his mom makes it.

It makes him appreciate her even more.

He leans down and she hums in their kiss. As they break apart, he whispers against her lips, "Thank you."

Smiling against him she whispers back, "You're welcome. Happy birthday, Katsuki."

It's hands down the best birthday he's ever had.

As they're curled up together on the couch, enjoying the cake Ochako made while watching his favorite show, he admits quietly that next year, he wouldn't mind a quiet get-together for his birthday.

She smiles and tells him she'll let the committee know.

[misssmina]

Y’all don’t make use of subtle/weird traits in fics enough.

Dudes—

Bakugou literally has hyperhidrosis. Make him switch shirts constantly, or constantly wiping his hands, or outright refusing to touch things because nitroglycerin is a volatile substance.

Midoriya is constantly chewing on his lips or thumb while in thought. Either his lips are SO chapped or he’s a skin picker and the skin around his finger tips are super rough.

Uraraka is a poor kid. She would absolutely have some kind of financial anxiety. Make her be extremely frugal OOOORRR BETTER YET make her absolutely awful with money.

Aizawa is a hypersomniac. Give the man a nightmare disorder or something. We can be more imaginative than just always kinda tired.

Kirishima has/had really bad quirk envy. Please I need to see this addressed more. Even at the best hero school, in the top class, he talks down on his quirk.

Todoroki really doesn’t think very much. He acts quickly but very thoughtlessly. Coming to incorrect conclusions and moving too fast without knowing what to do next.

[poetlus]

“WAIT, WHO IS THIS?” — BNHA SMAU

accidentally texting the wrong person!!! this was really fun and silly to make, requested by nonny :)

INCLUDES: KATSUKI BAKUGO , HITOSHI SHINSO , MINA ASHIDO , OCHAKO URARAKA , TENYA IIDA , & SHOTO TODOROKI

[olldolldraws]

Idk if we’re still doing Spiderverse AUs but here’s mine

I wanted to do character sheets for this art I did back in the beginning of 2022:

[lady-ashfade]

All Is Far In Love And Farming

Chapter 1: Getting Started

´*: ･ﾟ⋆˒ Yandere!Mha!Hybrids × Farmer! Fem!Reader. Chapter 1.

╰･ﾟ✧☽ storyline: The calling of being a professional farmer had been your dream since you were young. Growing up on your granddad’s farm was the best thing, many years later you happen to be back. And the property is now yours to restore. With some hard work, you want to restore hybrid caretaking back to what it once was.

╰･ﾟ✧☽ Chapters: Previous // Next

╰･ﾟ✧☽ words: 2.5k

╰･ﾟ✧☽ warnings: short chapters, stardew valley au, yandere behaviors, obsession, stalking, hybrid abuse, slightly sick love, possessive, manipulative, gaslighting. platonic yandere, hybrid and human relationships, and future warnings when more chapters come out, spelling mistakes and grammar who?

╰･ﾟ✧☽ characters for now: Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Mina Ashido, Ochako Uraraka, Tenya lida, Denki Kaminari, Kyoka Jiro, Tsuyu Asui, Shoto Todoroki, Eijiro Kirishima, Hanta Sero, Mashirao Ojiro, Koji Koda, Momo Yaoyorozu

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Everything you once saw, the brightest of grass and the crops ripe and perfect, and the animals in the barns chirping of happiness— it was all gone. once a happy place you roamed in the summer as a kid was now a abandoned filthy place, old bards with holes and damaged walls. Nothing was what it used to be, the grass was as tall as small trees and it was going to take a lot of lovin.

But if your granddad taught you one thing is that; working for a better future would make everything you did it worth it.

And that’s exactly why you are here, to make your future. Everything in your life was about becoming a farmer, like your grandfather. and like him, you believed hybrids deserved to be in a safe and open land to roam, not such in some metal factory and enclosed to live their life.

“Come join the number one hybrid farm in Japan, The League.” the tv rung in your ears back at the college room, the place had been taking over everything and running all the local and good places out. at one point the only place you probably could work at was The League, since they seemed to be everywhere. “New locations, New Areas, And New Pay. Call the number on your screen for more information.” you had heard the commercial so many times you rolled your eyes everytime.

Never did you believe they would come out here, and be the competition. 

Honestly, the first day your body was drained easily from all the work. The labor wasn’t exactly what you were expecting to start off with, moving the rooks and weeding. But you had supplies to start off with thankfully, the money he left you was so much, and ready for a new purpose. But the only thing that was helping you in all of this, your holy grail was a local store owner. Arthur, who happened to be your grandfathers best friend.

slapping the metal truck with the gloved hand, the old man smiled and stepped down from the back of the moving truck. you whipped off the sweat from your skin and catch your breath as the unpacked heavy boxes placed besides you and man.

“The old man used to buy twice as much as this and unload it all him, then complain when his back hurt afterwards. Lucky, he had me to talk some since into him.” the white haired man spoke breathlessly. you didn’t want him to have to help, seeing his age but he was in better shape then you by the looks of things. “Old bat was stubborn, you got that in you kid?”

taking a deep breath you arose from the bend down position you were in and look at the man, smiling a bit you commented back. “Used to give granddad a run for his money, I think I have it in me.” you were earned with a deep chuckle and a small one from yourself. starting back up again you closed the doors and gave the man who drove the truck the okay and he drove away.

the next day was worse then the first, your body was sore and tired, you wore sunscreen all over your body to protect you from the heat damage and the illnesses you could catch. unpacking all the equipment, getting them put together, and make sure the starter crops are taken care of. you took many breaks. and Arthur was the greatest help you could ask for.

you heard the story of how he met your granddad many times before, but you didn’t mind hearing it from his side. Arthur had moved from the United States to start his business with his family, and your grandfather was just started out in town. they were younger and bonded right away, and there for marriages, children and grandchildren. knowing he wasn’t as alone when you left was comforting in a away but you knew the full story. just before your tenth birthday you were moved away from the small town with your parents and left the farm behind.

“He talked about you every day.” The words perked up your ears. You looked at Arthur as he continued to work on a huge fan.

“Everything that happened in your life, he would tell me. What happened at middle school sport events, to dances and even show pictures of the dresses you wore. And man, when you went to college for Hybrid Education he was bursting with energy again.” It’s been a long time since he was able to leave the cabin. You knew that, but knowing still punched you in the guts.

“Was he proud?” asking was a waste of time.

“Proud as hell, there should be no doubt about it. His pride and joy was you, more then anything he did here, and now you have a legacy to continue.” smiling you continue to work to hold yourself from the weight building up in your chest. you missed him so much.

Each day there was something new to fix and call in, you knew granddad was rich from the bank account he left you. but boy, it sure was a lot of money. and now, you finally had a starting point. you had scheduled a barn repair on the electrical and building. the crops were set up along with the sprinklers and scare crows, even cleaned out the well…but not without getting algae all over you.

Smalltowns in the country side where the best, everyone in the community was helpful towards one other. And since The League had a location down the road, the people really came together. Businesses were losing in hybrid projects and animals, but the crops were the same. But this met more hybrids lost there homes, and had to be relocated elsewhere else or to The League…You hated it.

A big wooden sign at one of the joint shop centers made you smile and turn into the lot. today was the weekly event, selling of many things of local produces. you remember coming here as a kid and always getting blueberry jam from the market lady. and just like then, it was crowded. and with a lot of stalls and moving trucks. Arthur had told you they still had them and that you should check it out. of course you wouldn’t miss this for anything.

you shut the truck door and fixed your clothes before started the walk around. everyone was selling amazing things at their booths. the first table you saw was one cover in homemade soap bars and honey products. a sweet older couple ran that shop. some stalls were for hybrids for sale but you didn’t have room for them, at least until the barns are rebuilt. but milk, crops and seeds where your thing anyway to look at.

“how much for this?” the only person behind the table was a young girl who looked angry and ready to chew off your head, it was laughable. she was going to be hard to haggle, but a amazing work ethic. “I don’t know you, so twenty bucks.” your eyes widen and look down at the honey in your hand. it was a very small jar…and not worth it, I mean for the bigger bottles sure.

“Hmm, how about ten?” the small girl glared at your words and huffed. she shook her head in annoyance and pointed to the tag, “you trying to get out of paying hard working people lady? This is the best honey you’ll find in the whole country! Haggling is only for people I know,” her finger pointed at you and you back up a little at her shouting voice. “And you ain’t it!”

signing you pull out a twenty and handed it to her, she smiles so kindly you forget about the anger she had. placing it in your cloth bag you continue walking down the path, smiling and looking around. not much you could buy yet, though you did buy from groceries and loaded the up in the bed of the truck.

“well if it ain’t the talk of the town,” a sweet woman’s voice called out loudly. you turn your gaze and see a almost forgotten face, but one that filled you with joy and nostalgia. “Aunty Hoshiko.” You scream and rush over, the older woman comes out form her booth and takes you into her arms. only now did you realize the sweet small of jam and the jar’s decorated like they used to be, but this area was bigger and a extra tent was behind it.

“I couldn’t believe you moved back here after moving to the city, heard you got into a good college.” She smiled from cheek to cheek while pulling away. “Why come back here?” it was flattering how much she thought of you, but you couldn’t have stayed away from this place for much longer.

“Well, grandpa left me the farm and I needed to start my new life. Can’t get much better then a already laid for land, and with great soil.” she hummed but her eyes dropped a little and her smile became different. “I’m so sorry, he was a good man. you tell me if you need any help okay? Your granddad helped us a lot, so many people in town will be willing to do help too.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” you smile and take a peek at the table, “mind if I look?” she is excited to show you all the new flavors and jars she has, letting you smell each one. she even offers you a discount for family.

you had a few jams picked out but you keep looking at everything, knowing you’ll come home with more. then there was a sign and paperwork around on a tables end.“Hybrid Rescues” is what you read and your hands reached for it immediately. seeing your interested, Hoshiko started to talk.

“The League has been running out businesses, hybrids are either purchased or…end up alone and abandoned. My friend runs a rescue company, we help her out here trying to give some of them a home.” you clinch the paper in your hand and want both more then to go punch the owners of the company. No hybrid deserves to be left alone.

“I usually have a few here with me, but today only one is for sale. He’s very special. And a house animal, or helper if you will since I know you don’t have much room for more yet.” the next step was to always get hybrids, but you weren’t sure if today was the best idea today…

“Oh!” that wasn’t your choice since she pulled your arm and lend you into the tent where only one hybrids sat. you struggled to look away from the hybrid laying in the floor.

He was huge. he looked peaceful tho, curled up on a bed and resting peacefully. he had long and pointed ears, a middle tail that curled. “he’s a special breed, no idea why they didn’t keep him since he must have cost a fortune.” there was a small scar on his arm and you hated to see, it looked like cattle whip strokes.

“tenya,” she called out quietly to wake the dog. you really didn’t know if you should get a hybrid, but seeing him already you knew you couldn’t say no. his furry ears twitched and his body rolled over ready to see what was happening. he was fast, and he was built. a pure breed for herding and hard labor. “I have someone here who needs a dog to help around the farm.” she patted you on the back and you got shy for some reason.

His tail was sticking up, his eyes glancing over and panicked. he was on high alert. “Hey buddy, my names y/n.” You smile softly. You don’t want to move until he gives you a sign. his nose sniffs into the air for a moment and his body freezes, you both stop for a minute too.

until the thumping of his tail was heard and he jumped up to greet you properly. you are taken aback and he gets excited and starts to shout, you can’t help but to smile. “My names Tenya, I am apart of the Iida breed. I have experience in herding, working and defending territory. I have many skills,” his hands reaches for hers and stuffs it into his nose to get a proper smell.

“Hello to you too,” you giggle. having some help now would be good, and a herding dog would the best thing.

“Tell me iida, are you okay with maybe coming home with me?” if it was only a dog he would for sure be jumping on you from how happy he seems to be.

Iida didn’t want you to leave to get things needed, saying it was his job to be with you now but you need to find food and things before leaving. he whined forever until he saw you again.

you came back to get him…like you said you would. he loved you, loved you so much. the kindest human he’s met.

Riding back to the farm was a journey. he was talking every second about all the things he could do, from each animal, hybrid or not. boy, was so happy to be by your side. and he was asking about you too. why you picked him? what you wanted him to do.

your heart broke once you got back to the cabin.

you held the door open and called for him to come in, but he just stood on the porch looking at you almost guilty. “Hybrids aren’t aloud inside, I must protect you from out here.” he was already looking for a place to set up for the night. it was a miracle you didn’t start crying again.

“Well, whoever told you that was a idiot. Many dog hybrids are aloud inside, and it’s my house so my roles go.” you tap the door again. he was hesitant, and it took about ten minutes to get him inside. and you told him to stay put while you get the things from the car…then told him it was a order to get him to stay.

you placed the things on the floor and smiled, proud of yourself. “Okay, so I got a large mattress for you. We can place it anywhere you want, also got you special food, hybrids approved.” he looked at the mattress for a long minute. Iida couldn’t believe it was his, he hadn’t slept on one of them since he was little, and then at the market earlier. And this one was his, made for his height and weight for him to sleep…inside.

“Your bought this for me?” He asked while poking at the bed, it’s softness amazed him. once he accepted his reality his tail starts to swing like crazy and crawled over to you, and hugged you lovingly.

“I’ll be the best boy I promise. anything you need I will do, anything.” his grip tightened around your waist and pushed his head into your plush stomach. you patted his head and thanked him, and told him he deserved to be loved and cared for.

That night, he placed his bed in front of your bedroom door and stood watch in his bed. to protect you, his master…his.

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[heareriispurr]

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[skiiyoomin]

ONGSHHSS FIRST OF ALL I LOVE YOUR SMAUS SMMMM… AND NOW I HAVE A REQUEST FOR YOUUUU🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂 sooooo… the reader accidentally sends the messages to the boys but meant to sends them to one of the girls? the messages are about them thinking that the boys don’t like the reader(i thought maybe the reader saw them with like another girl or something and now thinks they like that girl)

ANDDDDD if you want to… do you mind including uraraka?😔 i love that girl sm omfg☹️☹️ BUT OFC ITS OKAY IF YOU CANT!!

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ʚContent: swearing, gn! reader

ʚCharacters included: deku, bakugou, shoto, kirishima, denki, tokoyami, uraraka

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a/n YES YES YES URARAKA DESERVES MORE LOVEE

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I think about this sometimes but I personally love that Horikoshi took the Yandere trope, split it in two, and gave one half to Izuku and Himiko.

Like it’s so fascinating how you can just SEE how purposeful Himiko was as a character in hindsight standing next to him.

Himiko is a really interesting subversion of her trope for two reasons:

She hurts people because she loves them, not for isolation or destruction of the competition (gore/blood is love to her, not necessarily a means to love someone)

She’s not possessive. Like at all.

I’ve seen that hc a few times and it always bothers me. Ochako is for sure a possessive character (we saw that with Hatsume around Izuku way back at the sports festival arc), but Himiko? Really?

You mean the girl who had a crush on a boy AND the girl who also had a crush on the same boy? Her?

You mean the girl who doesn’t hurt people who love who she loves, rather actively encouraging it in the first place? That one? Really?

Like it’s such an integral part to her subversion too. It’s what makes her such a weird and fascinating character. Possessiveness is supposed to be whats ugly about love itself, yet her love remains ugly without it. She is ugly because the fundamental ways in which she sees and feels about the world are considered “wrong”, “dangerous”, and “deviant”.

But Izuku… ohhhh Izuku…

He holds this trait like a badge melted to his skin. My man cannot escape these allegations. It’s to the point where it’s honestly a fundamental to his narrative. Izuku does not act nor feel the same without it.

Izuku holds a cutesy nickname that literally every other childhood friend of Katsuki’s has long left behind, saying his real name instead (this is honestly why I’m also uninterested in a scene where Izuku calls him “Katsuki” instead of “Kacchan”, Katsuki doesn’t represent the same things the name Izuku does, imo at least), izuku “give him back to me” midoriya, holds his dead body to his chest on a cover, freaked out on someone either hurting/offending Kacchan.. 3 times(?), keeping big boy ofa secrets…. The list goes on.

So it’s this main reason that I think their characters are just so. Fucking. Intertwined. I’m glad this has become a more common interpretation because there’s just so much that aligns between them.

Both of them call their “special people” with -chan endings, both by their first names, both deemed deviants/irrelevant by society. It’s no wonder Ochako fell in love with Izuku, just like she did toga, they’re fucking freaks. They’re interesting. They’re weird. They’re overly friendly and socially inept and a little beaten down by the world yet have too much passion to stay on the ground. They’re envious of the ones they love (Ochako of her freedom to be a normal girl, Katsuki for his raw power and harnessed skill), and I guess I just wanted to make this post because I adore how it’s all done.

I LOVE how the yandere trope is used as societal commentary here. Not necessarily as a way to make the main love interest jealous and feel she must protect the main character, nor for some kinky reason surrounding her character, but because the trope is built off of real, ugly feelings that can and do happen. That love can and is considered truly beautiful in all its forms, especially those of queer people.

So I especially love it because it isn’t just limited to Himiko, but Izuku as well. He may never hurt the ones he loves, but he would hurt for them.

A perfect narrative foil on queer and deviant forms of love. Big fan Horikoshi.

[koral-primrose]

Kacchako is love. Kacchako is air. Kacchako is life.

live laugh love kacchako

[lucyfic]

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Uraraka Ochako

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Uraraka Ochako, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia)

Additional Tags: Fluff and Humor, Second-Hand Embarrassment, Class 1-A Shenanigans (My Hero Academia), Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead is So Done, Present Tense

Summary: Passing notes in class is all fun and games until Aizawa catches you in the act. Katsuki learns this the hard way when he's put on trial for a classroom crime he didn't commit.

[captainshindo]

weak y/n? Healing quirk y/n? Quirkless y/n?

Naaah

Thinking bout reader with Erza type quirk (aka Requip) or Mirajane type quirk(aka Take Over) :0

She clearly dominates Class 1A and beats everyone in a fight with no “I’m not strong enough” or “got to catch up with everyone else” bullshit, shes THE shit and the realest mf out there <3

She was also close to beating Aizawa during training and that made everyone crazy for her while Bakugou crashing out on the sidelines.

[himiochaposting]

Original art by Horikoshi Kohei

[misssmina]

Y’all don’t make use of funny character traits enough.

Guys!!!!

Bakugou is the nosiest kid I have ever seen. Put it in your fics. Make use of him constantly coming to incorrect conclusions.

Midoriya is actually a really violent kid, he just has the patience of a patron saint. The entire world is lucky he’s too sweet to act on his anger. (Go look in his notebook)

Iida is so shady. “One is my friend and the other one is Bakugou.” COME ONNNNN

Kaminari is such a girly pop y’all. Y’all don’t give him enough silly gen z slang. Please go listen to how he speaks in dub. Sounds like he has 6 sisters.

Uraraka is so unreasonably chill. Almost nothing bothers that girl. Please make her more vulnerable to things because she just can’t be assed to care.

Kirishima is a shit talker, and regularly puts people in their place. Y’all keep writing like him like he’s some little puppy. This man is a Doberman.