#principal manga

[serotosin]

next time a man tells me to smile im just gonna hit him with this:

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 425: New Normal

Previously on BnHA: Everyone was all “and with that we conclude our final battle for better or worse!! We will now commence our slow return to the new normal, beginning with our protagonist and deuteragonist who are miraculously more or less intact, albeit exhausted and mildly traumatized. Also the words ‘more or less’ are kind of doing a lot of heavy lifting there.”

Today on BnHA: The Big 3 and Aoyama are OUT. Shinsou is IN. The Tododrama is PENDING, and the mysterious figure in the shadows is UNIDENTIFIED. Also class 1-A finally becomes class 2-A and it only took them 425 chapters and TEN LONG YEARS. Can you imagine if this series had actually run throughout their high school experience like people once expected. “THE YEAR IS 2044 AND MY HERO ACADEMIA IS FINALLY WINDING TO A CLOSE.” There’s an alternate universe somewhere where this actually happened and we were all so very, very tired.

This is once again a shorter than usual reaction summary post, as opposed to my typical page-by-page liveblog. Not gonna have time to do those for a while yet most likely, but like hell am I gonna miss out on the last days of the series, so here we are.

Once again basing this off of @pikahlua’s spoiler translation summary here!

watching the eighteen inch tall Rat Principal standing at a podium overseeing this graduation ceremony is surreal in the most wonderful way. it’s like receiving your diploma from a sentient Funko Pop

I love how they established that Mic sitting there screaming at the top of his lungs is also a beloved U.A. graduation tradition, and that the senpais just roll with it while everyone else is in varying stages of trying to decide if it’s too late to transfer to another school

ngl sometimes I forget that Ochako and Toga were actually the second canonical f/f ship in this series. shoutout to Hadou and her adorable girlfriend whose name I absolutely cannot recall

absolutely wild that Horikoshi gives credit to Rat Principal for coordinating the entire disaster recovery nationwide. are you serious. the “world-famous” Principal Nezu?? you’re telling me this little capybara is effectively the secret president of Japan now or something. when does he even sleep

“the principal made great contributions to quirk morality education” is also a VERY interesting tidbit that I really want to know more about. “hey guys what if we did a better job at teaching people not to be dicks with their quirks” AND JUST LIKE THAT JAPAN WAS SAVED huzzah

“we lost many things, but we gained nothing” is both HILARIOUS and soundly depressing, but I can see what he’s trying to get at. still an odd choice for a graduation speech though. “our job is all about harm reduction, and we couldn’t even do that this time around, but in the future we hope to balance things out and maybe even get some net positive impact going!” lmao. again it’s all true, and in all honesty it’s spectacular that they managed as well as they did, all things considered. and I guess it would have been disingenuous to just ignore the reality of everything this particular school body has been through and pretend like everything is great right now. but I still can’t help feeling like there was probably a more inspiring way to get this message across lol

regardless of what he says, Aizawa 100% either bribed or threatened Rat Principal behind the scenes in order to stay with his class. and will do so again next year. he can and will keep getting away with it. he is never leaving these kids

and the sheer relief from all of them upon hearing it is all the justification he needs. these kids have four thousand nine hundred and seventeen accumulated traumas among them. they don’t need a four thousand nine hundred and eighteenth. this man is their father ffs. MINA WAS CRYING AND EVERYTHING

Kacchan watched that YouTube video about a dozen times until he managed to tie his tie all on his own with the one hand. and he did an amazing job. he’s such a model citizen now

also it looks to me like he has his right arm hidden in a sling underneath his shirt, which is interesting. if I’m not mistaken (and I very well could be, since it’s been a hot minute since I did any BnHA timeline math), the final battle took place sometime in early May, so this chapter is taking place roughly one month later. the hospital chapter took place about a week after the battle, so it’s been about 3-4 weeks since then. I really want to know what kind of shape Kacchan’s arm is in, but I guess Horikoshi will get to it when he gets to it

also, “we all gotta be together today” was a real wakeup call to me in that it gave me just an absolutely ridiculous amount of feels. just a totally unreasonable amount. and it’s like. listen, self. Kacchan has completed his character growth arc. he’s a team player and a leader who loves all his friends and they all love him in return. we’ve known this for years now. it’s an established fact. you can’t keep bursting into tears or whatever every time he shows it. this is no way to live your life. I need an intervention

anyways later this evening class 2-A is gonna have a celebratory movie night in the common room, and Kacchan is gonna fall asleep two minutes in peacefully surrounded by all his classmates, and they’re all gonna nudge each other and smile fondly and cover him with a blanket and stay up until 2am and Aizawa will have no mercy on them the following morning. it’s gonna be so wholesome you guys

(ETA: I decided to go back and have some more feels about this one tiny Kacchan panel, because apparently the four paragraphs I already wrote about it weren't enough. so the thing is, Sero's wonderment at Katsuki being out of the hospital initially read to me as half bemused awe, and half "oh boy, time to get back into our usual rhythm of antagonizing Kacchan!" but my second time around, I can't help remembering that all of Kacchan's classmates got to watch this kid getting tortured and strangled and stabbed through the heart in 4K. like, even if they were busy with their own fights at the time, there's no way they didn't see the footage later on afterwards.

and that had to have been traumatic for them. their friend literally died and was just lying there so still for so long afterwards. and him getting better and going back to his usual asskicking self later on doesn't just erase those memories, you know? especially with him having lasting, permanent damage afterward. not just his arm, even! like who even knows if his heart is going to be okay long term. when people get organ transplants they have to go on immunosuppressants afterwards because otherwise their body will try to attack the replacement organ. so I wonder how exactly it works when it's still your heart, but it's being held together by various bits and pieces of a spindly little floss man. idk, but I bet you it's still pretty rough.

anyway so long story short, I'm now reading this as one-third bemused awe, one-third joking antagonism, and one-third genuine "no seriously, is it okay for you to be here, please don't do anything to put your health at risk because we seriously cannot handle you dying on us again." and Kacchan's not even disagreeing with him lol, which has to be the most concerning thing of all. "they said it's okay if I rest." even he knows he's pushing it, but it was too important of an occasion to miss. anyway please take it easy kiddo.)

Aoyama leaving makes me sad but it makes total sense for his character after what he’s been through. he needs time to sort things out and continue down his own personal honor-regaining journey. respect

also glad to hear that it was his own choice and that both Rat Principal and Nao would have supported him if he stayed. I still to this day do not understand Naomasa’s actual level of authority lol. like, he’s supposedly a detective, and yet he seems to be personally in charge of every single important police operation, on like a national level. and he has the authority to make decisions like letting Aoyama go free. he is the law, literally

Aoyama trying to feed Deku some farewell cheese also took me out. like he just walked in there and was all “sorry everyone, I’m leaving, but I’ll still aim for the path of a hero and will one day return, don’t you worry!” and at some point in the midst of this tearful speech he made a beeline directly to Izuku and tried to give him some cheese that he apparently just had in his pocket or something. and Izuku was all “YEAH!” all solemnly but HE DIDN’T EVEN TOUCH THAT POCKET CHEESE. like he loves you and accepts you for who you are Yuuga but COME ON

at this point in the chapter it also became clear to me that Aizawa has his hair up in some sort of loosely assembled messy bun and that’s why it looks so especially flowing and gorgeous today. this is great cinema

and then AT LONG LAST, the admission of Shinsou into class 2-A. they tried everything they could to keep him out, BUT NOT EVEN THE END OF THE WORLD COULD STOP HIM. his rightful place

Ojiro’s scandalized response to hearing Fuwa refer to Aizawa as “Era-sen”, and then Fuwa subsequently revealing all of Aizawa’s secrets and Aizawa getting flustered and kicking her out, was one of the most delightful sequences I’ve read. “nooooo don’t tell them that, what the hell am I gonna threaten them with now”

Izuku has not even attempted to crack a smile since the final battle, aside from when he was frantically trying to reassure Kacchan in the hospital. I’m worried about him but also loving this a little bit, ngl. I am content to wait for you to eventually have a proper breakdown, mister Greatest Hero

also I singled him out on the whole not-smiling thing, but really this is true for just about all of them. my heart aches :(

were there really so many people freaking out over Izuku’s hair that Horikoshi felt compelled to throw in that “HEY DEKU-KUN, YOU SHAVED YOUR HAIR LIKE THAT DUE TO AN INJURY, RIGHT? BUT IT’LL GROW BACK, RIGHT!?” line in there lol. the hilarious thing is that this chapter was already in the books before 424 was released, so it means that Horikoshi anticipated the backlash ahead of time. the man knows his audience

and now for this mysterious little barefoot man randomly emerging from some rubble somewhere. who are you. fandom already thinks you’re everyone from Tenko to Hisashi lol. my personal theory is that he’s just a random citizen who’s hurt and traumatized and needs help. and unlike what happened with baby Tenko once upon a time, this young man actually will be helped by a hero in his moment of need, and it’ll be all hopeful and stuff because SOCIETY IS CHANGING FOR THE BETTER NOW HOORAY

or maybe he really is Tenko, idk. what do I know lol. don’t listen to me

lastly, Shouto out here immediately leaving U.A. after class and ruining my dreams of a class 2-A movie night. FINE THEN. GO AND BE WITH YOUR FAMILY my precious little life preserver. and I’m actually really, really excited to see what their endgame is actually, so yes, Horikoshi, bring it on please and thank you

[zazagundam]

MS-06S Char's Zaku II, but then make it Werk, Bitch

[diospore]

Guys his jacket

[maythebaebewithyou]

Political leader Nezu somehow was on my bingo card

[spampai]

Right to left

Ya I lied

Anyways have some random pages coming from manga that doesn’t exist revolving around everyone’s existential crisis, mostly about my take on the Bully’s social skills (also a practice to improve my ‘manga-esque’ art

Everyone seems to start liking my art on this fandom, so….

Also an attempt at what their personalities can be lol

[chaoflaka]

[wild-saber1337]

ZAKU APPRECIATION DAY!!!!

FOR ZEON!!!!!

[serotosin]

i really don’t like kusakabe bc for someone who was doing everything but their job while people were dying in shibuya he sure as hell talked a lot of shit this chapter as if he was entitled to do so

[a-fuked-up-mess]

finally got to see gojo's eyes and oh my god, they're beautiful! this whole episode was nothing but a whole lot of these: "oh my god", "damn" and "that's so cool."

the fight between gojo and jogo or mt. fuji head or volcano head, gojo's infinity, the domain expansion! the whole thing. so fucking cool.

and then gojo just leaves the fight and brings yuji to watch it. and being so glad he thought of that lol. istg gojo and yuji's training mostly is yuji asking basic stuff and gojo being, i didn't tell you?

also! geto has his own anywhere door! that's so cool lmao.

p.s. ...why are the villains in this kinda hot?

[xo-krystl]

VISIT | Y. MASAMICHI

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Having just taken a shower, you laid in your bed, hand outstretched infront of you, staring up at the ceiling. You sighed, feeling completely bored out of your mind and a sexually pent up. Normally, you'd just masturbate and call it a day, but you didn't feeling like it.

No, not when you had a complete hunk of a man sitting in another room down the hall. Yaga Masamichi, your lover, was currently stationed in the home office, diligently typing away on his computer, trying to finish the reports he didn't get to yesterday, while he was at work.

Though you were off work yesterday and spent all day running errands, you offered to help him complete any remaining tasks he had left. However this time, he was adamant about doing this himself, telling you how he quote, "feels bad because you're always the one that ends up writing most of his reports". Not that you minded at all, which is why you volunteered to do so in the first place. You had written so many reports from your time at Jujustu Tech to the point where you'd practically become a master at the craft so really, helping out was not problem at all. Guess Masamichi thought otherwise.

You heaved a deep sigh once again, rolling over in the bed, racking your brain, contemplating what you should do. Just then, you felt as if a light had clicked on over your head, and a devilish smirk tainted your features.

'What if I pay him a visit? He wouldn't mind, would he?' You voiced internally, all the while getting out of bed and walking over to the dresser.

Sifting through your underwear drawer, you tried to locate a pair of cute panties for your "visit". 'This'll do the trick,' You thought, fishing out a lacy thong, one that you knew he liked, not only because it was cute, but it highlighted the features of your ass perfectly, another thing he liked. Yaga Masamichi, was without a doubt, an ass man. Not only because of the vibe be gave off, but solidified by the fact that he loved hitting it from the back.

So of course, it was a no-brainer. You'd get him to succumb to your desires. Slipping out of the towel you were in, you tossed it to the side and slipped on the lacy garment. Turning around, you eyed yourself in the mirror, admiring the view.

"Damn, no wonder this is one of his favorites, it looks so good on me," you concluded, placing a finger on your lip as you continued to admire yourself. This was enough, you thought, not even bothering to put on a shirt, much less a bra. What's the point? You were just going to end up taking it off anyway.

Exiting your shared bedroom, you walked a few paces down the hall, lightly knocking on the office's door. Not that he would mind if you were to barge in, but it was just something you did by habit.

"Come in," He said almost instantaneously, the rapid clicks of the keyboard could be heard from the hall.

You opened the door and left it slightly ajar, peeking your head in.

"Hey," You started, glancing at this figure, "Mind if I keep you company?" You inquired, hoping he wouldn't.

"Not at all sweetheart, you know you're always welcome," Yaga reassures, eyes glued to the screen infront of him.

You smile at his words and reply with a giddy "okay", stepping into the room. You pulled a stool to sit on too, stationing yourself a respectable but close distance away, facing him.

From his peripheral he could see you perched on the seat, one leg crossed over the other and basically naked— clad in only a thong. Nothing new if he was being honest, he knew you liked to lounge in the apartment nude or with very little clothes so naturally, he didn't bat an eye. You did like to wear skimpy clothing after all, so it wasn't the least bit surprising.

Settling your gaze on him, you admired his tan skin and contours of his body. He was shirtless, dressed in a pair of cotton, plaid printed pajama pants. And oh, how grateful you were for that, it made your job of gawking at his brawny frame easier. From this angle, the outline of his abdominals and muscular back were visible, the one you loved to scratch while he was pounding into you mercilessly. God, just the thought of taking him had you almost salivating.

You shook your head, snapping out of your daydream. Instead of fueling your fantasies further, you opted to scan the room instead. It was a simple room, really. Framed photos and art hung up, clock mounted on the wall, a bookshelf, filing cabinet and the large wooden desk Yaga was at. Nothing to pique your interest.

Speaking of him, there he was, transfixed on the monitor infront of him, eyes scanning the screen. Fingers pressing down on the keys, endless sounds of clacking of the keyboard filled the room. The occasional click of the mouse could heard as he moved onto the next section.

You huffed, resting an elbow on your thigh, placing your chin in your palm, slouching over on the stool. There he was, your partner, completely entranced in the work infront if him. No signs of stopping anytime soon either.

You reach before you, poking at his cheek, "Not to be a bother, but how much longer until you're finished?" You asked, retracting your index finger from his face before poking him several more times.

Not phased by your antics as he was already used to them, he calmly replied, "Not much longer, I have this and another write up, then I'll be done."

Great. You'd thought that maybe you could be patient but it was starting to prove difficult.

You puffed your cheeks, "Alright, I'm just started to get bored," You answer.

"I know Baby, I am too. But I'd prefer to finish these today, before I get bombarded with more."

"I could always help. You already know I don't mind," You reminded him, hoping that it would do the trick.

It didn't.

"I feel like you always end up doing them. I don't want to depend on you so much." If that's how he felt, you guessed there wasn't a point to pry anymore.

You moved your hand from its place on his cheek, trailing down to his neck and caressesing on of his broad shoulders. The ones you loved oh so much.

"But I'm hornyyy," you whined, "I need to touch you," you concluded, pulling your arm back to you, staring at him once again.

He let out and exasperated sigh, "If you're really feeling that clingy, I guess you could sit on my lap,"

You perk up, practically jumping at his suggestion. But instead of sitting on his lap, you choose to straddle him instead, settling your thighs over his thick ones.

"What's this for?" He asks, looking down at you and raising a brow at your actions.

"What do you mean, I'm sitting, just like you said to," You replied, rolling your eyes dramatically. You had done this on purpose, knowing that it would be easier to tease him this way.

"If you say so," He accepts your obvious avoidance, getting back to his task.

Seeing as he's occupied once again, you shift from the position you were originally in, smirk displayed of your lips. Adjusting your clothed mound, you began to rub yourself on his crotch. You started off gently, then gradually speeding up the pace. Feeling your clit directly brush against his hardening buldge, you let out an 'oh,' throwing your head back in pleasure and securing your arms on his chiseled chest.

He knew what you were up to, catching onto the little game you were playing. And clearly, you were enjoying yourself. If you going to be like this, then he was going to do the same.

He reciprocated your actions, rubbing your core with his crotch in a languid manner. Matching your pace, he started to lightly thrust upwards, trying to get a reaction out of you. And he did. Sensing him getting harder by the second, you let a small, muffled moan. You slouch over him, and he stops his stops his teasing.

"What do you think you're doing?" He spoke up, and you pause your movements.

You internally roll your eyes. Like he wasn't doing the same...

"What, this?" You reply with faux innocence, trying your best to play dumb. At the same time you continue your ministrations, pressing against him harder.

He lets out a low grunt, "Baby, I can't concentrate if you keep this is up. You're such a tease and you know it," He murmurs that last statement, calloused hand trailing up and down the side of your body.

"Please, I need your cock," You whine in his ear, "But if you're really that busy, I can leave and we can continue this later," your eyes meet his, staring keenly at his brown pupils.

"Later? No way. Not after you have me like this," he leans in, whispering in your ear. He grabs your delicate hand, slipping it into his pants and placing it on his hard-on which you could feel over his boxers.

You gasp although you percieve him under your covered pussy, it felt better under less fabric. You wanted him inside you so badly.

You bit your lip before formulating a response, "Why don't we do something about it, then? You work, I'll ride you," You proposed in a sultry tone.

"You sure?"

"Oh, yes. Please Masamichi, I need you inside me," You pleaded, desperate for him, pulling your thong to the side.

"Well how can I say no if you're asking so nicely?" Your eyes basically gleam at his words. He slightly lifts his hips, slipping his pajamas and boxers down, discarding and leaving them on the floor. His erect member springs from the confines of his underwear, standing between his legs.

Snaking a hand below, you toyed with his tip that had started to leak pre cum. It was sensitive, you could tell by the way the man let out a small gasp from your touch. Securing a grip around the base, you grabbed the shaft and stroked it against your pussy that was leaking arousal.

"You ready?" He inquired, and you gave him a firm nod in response. Not having done any prep, you lubricated his dick with your slick that pooled in your core once more.

He gave into you, aligning his now throbing cock to your sopping hole. You slowly lowered yourself onto his length, slightly grimacing and furrowing your brows at the stretch. It was no surprise, he was girthy. Even after countless times, you still weren't used to the size.

Trying to not obstruct his view, you nestle to the side of him and gripped his biceps for support as you moved up and down.

It felt so good. The sensation of his girth stroking your gummy walls as it shifted in and out of your tight cunt. Slowly riding him, feeling his length stretch you out. You tried your best to suppress your moans as being ontop of him was distracting enough, but you couldn't help it. You let out tiny, soft whimpers in his ear.

Shit. It was all too much.The cute moans you released, the lewd sounds your pussy was making for him, the feeling of your velvet walls so snug around him and you bouncing on his cock. There was no way he could be productive like this. You were too distracting.

'This could be done later,' He concluded, reluctantly closing the laptop and putting it off to the side.

You're too focused on basking the feeling of his girth pumping into you to notice that he had stopped working, drooling at the feeling.

Yaga begins plant a tender succesion of kisses up your neck them lightly nibbling on your earlobe. All the while simultaneously massaging the curves of your body. From your waist to the small of your back, and down to the fat of your ass.

His touch so electrifying on your skin, you pull your head that is buried in his neck to meet his gaze with your, half-lidded, lust filled eyes. Cupping the sides of his face, you pull him in for a hungry, hot, sloppy kiss, securing your arms around his thick neck. He meets your lips with equal passion, matching your rapid pace, thrusting into you with roughly and you suddenly pull away, arching at the added pleasure.

He leans back into your figure, but this time, he dips his face into the valley of your breasts, licking and sucking at your left nipple, while kneading your right breast with a hand, rubbing your nipple with the pads of his fingers before pinching it. This only causes you to moan loudly, delighted in the stimulation that your lover was giving you.

After a few more deep thrusts, you could feel his start to get a bit erratic, meaning that he was close— and so were you.

"Mm.. Masamichi, I think I'm getting close," You expressed, punctuating your words with a sensual moan.

"I am too, Baby, let's cum together," He replied, groaning lightly, and trying to stroke himself into you deeper, cockhead kissing your cervix. You sped up your movements aswell, sounds of your skin slapping against eachother filling the room's atmosphere.

"Shit– I'm coming," He announced and suddenly, you could feel the thick, warm ropes of cum coating your insides. You released almost immediately after him, creaming and coating on his cock that was still sheathed inside you.

As you both came down from your highs, the two of you panted in sync. Your knees started to feel weak too, and held onto him by his strong shoulders, trying to catch your breath once again.

Once you did, he asked you, "are you up for another round?"

divider creds. - @kyejiz

Might edit this later, I'm too lazy to do that rn lol.

[brokenlabz]

Gunpla Pose. Gun Cannon!

[mettywiththenotes]

For the life of me I can't find it rn but I remember reading a post that said what if Nedzu was one of the rats that tried to eat AFO and Yoichi's mother and I haven't stopped thinking about it since

[littleholmes]

How the “circumstances” conversation happened that led to Aizawa moving forward with 2-A

Aizawa: *enters Principal Nezu’s office* Hey, Nezu, I need to talk about—

Nezu: *waving* Aizawa! I’m so glad you’re here, you just saved me a trip to find you! Sit, sit 😊

Aizawa: sure, but—

Nezu: I wanted to chat with you about soon-to-be Class 2-A. You’re going to continue being their teacher. It’s only right and it’s what you came in here to discuss, yes?

Aizawa: How…did you know that’s what I came in here to ask?

Nezu: Aizawa.

Aizawa: …Nezu.

Nezu: I’ve been planning for this day since after the sports festival

Aizawa: the Sports Festival?!

Nezu: Yes. The events after the festival only solidified my decision. I’ve seen how you’ve given your all for these students at any opportunity—we all have. And then there’s the way you took Shinsou under your wing, and fought for him to be part of the hero course. These students have grown as attached to you as you have to them. With 1-A moving forward to 2-A and Shinsou joining, it would be a shame for you to miss their second year. Plus, it only makes sense and is of everyone’s best interest if you stick with them in 2-A, and honestly until their graduation 😊So no need to ask! The arrangement is already done and every one of the teachers agrees

Aizawa: um…Thank you. I…I’m grateful. Honestly. I had…kinda rehearsed what I was going to say. *rubs the back of his neck* I didn’t expect you to be so on-board and ahead…though, I should have expected that. The students…The students can’t know I requested, well, that I was going to request—

Nezu: The students will only know vaguely that there’s circumstances that led to this decision 😊Your secret is safe Eraser, but I’m sure they already can figure it out

Aizawa: *chuckles* Thanks, Nezu

[quillisadoll]

I was talking to my friend about ouran and I was talking about Tamaki and well.... This is what they had to say about him

"you can't forget him... He's like 911"

And I feel like I should just share that with the ouran community

[jilted-love]

Actually it would be so funny if Yusuke at the end of the manga thought "ah this is it peace and relaxation for me, just training and fighting for the next makai tournament every 3 years but otherwise I'm settled". AND THEN BOOM HE FINDS OUT HE IS THE HEIR TO A YAKUZA GANG. Yakuza demon Yusuke would so funny. Trouble always finds him.