#mha ui

[dynafight]

Shigaraki dialogue animations

(there might be more, but i'm on an indefinite hiatus from playing and I want this out of my drafts lmao)

[villain-sympathizer]

Ultra Impacts event rn is honestly so so good and gives us delicious skeptic content as well as more PLF squad dynamics, i love it

also sassy shig 10/10

[bkdkdump]

GOT HIM ON A FREE PULL

[thecabaggewoman]

He's so cute

[kesshavx]

Jjk smau:Them babysitting your niece/newphew

An:I was incredibly lazy making this so there may be grammar mistake. I only did three chars Satoru,Toji and Nanami but i swear the next smau will include more characters. I hope the personality matches with them😭

[into-the-feniverse]

Da boi doodle

[dailyrody]

[puppyofpancakes]

[BNHA] Main OCs

Sasha, Ui Aizawa, Sadako Tanaka

[darkgamer-900]

POV: MHA characters being goofy dumbasses for no reason

[naespazas]

hey bnha officials, is this coincidental or purposeful? you people are promoting them wearing those sorta matching turtleneck sweaters a bit too obviously but i like it. keep it up

source: My Hero Ultra Impact (it's a mobile game, i think)

[melblur]

Perhaps the most disasterous blunt rotation I've ever seen

[dynafight]

Hawks dialogue animations

(there might be more, but i'm on an indefinite hiatus from playing and I want this out of my drafts lmao)

[villain-sympathizer]

ultra impact refuses to let me be friendly

[bkdkdump]

GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS

[thecabaggewoman]

Other cute mha ui characters

[kesshavx]

☞︎︎︎Kishibe x daugter reader *platonic*

☞︎︎︎Warnings:mention of blood,death,some gore(?),fights and angst

☞︎︎︎Synopsis:In a world where danger lurks in the shadows, a father's protective instincts clash with his daughter's rebellious spirit.....

The sun was setting on the horizon, casting a warm glow over the training grounds where Denji and Kishibe were sparring. Denji's muscles ached with each strike, but he pushed through the pain, determined to impress his mentor.

As they took a break, Denji's curiosity got the better of him. "Kishibe, do you ever cry?" he asked, his voice tinged with vulnerability.

Kishibe paused, his gaze distant. "I don't know," he replied cryptically, the weight of unspoken emotions lingering in the air.

Meanwhile, in a distant part of the city, Y/N sat in her room, the echoes of a heated argument with her father still ringing in her ears. Kishibe's strict rules and overprotectiveness had driven a rift between them, leaving Y/N feeling suffocated and misunderstood.

The next day, as Y/N walked through the school gates, she noticed a flyer for a devil hunting club. Ignoring her father's warnings, she joined the club, seeking solace in the thrill of danger and the promise of freedom.

Months passed, and Y/N found herself leading the club with unwavering determination. They faced countless devils, each battle leaving scars on their bodies and souls. But nothing could prepare them for the fateful day when a powerful devil emerged, shattering their illusions of invincibility.

The club members fell one by one, their screams echoing through the desolate streets. Y/N, bloodied and bruised, stood alone against the monstrous devil, her heart pounding with fear and adrenaline.

In a desperate bid for survival, Y/N launched herself at the devil, her movements fueled by a mixture of defiance and despair. The devil's claws tore through her flesh, leaving a deep gash across her face, a cruel mirror of Kishibe's own scar.

As Y/N lay on the ground, her vision blurred with pain and exhaustion, she felt a sense of bitter resignation wash over her. She knew this was the end, the price she had to pay for defying her father's wishes.

Just as darkness threatened to consume her, Denji and Power arrived, their presence a beacon of hope in the grim chaos. With a surge of newfound strength, they unleashed their powers, engaging the devil in a fierce battle that shook the very foundations of the city.

Kishibe arrived on the scene, his stoic facade crumbling in the face of his daughter's sacrifice. Tears welled up in his eyes, silent witnesses to the anguish and regret that had haunted him for so long.

Denji and Power watched in stunned silence as Kishibe knelt beside Y/N, his trembling hands reaching out to touch her blood-stained face. In that moment of raw vulnerability, the walls that had divided them crumbled, leaving only the shattered remnants of a family torn apart by fate and circumstance.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a shadow over the battlefield, Kishibe's anguished cries pierced the silence, a haunting lament for a love lost and a bond broken beyond repair.