#thank you my hero academia

[yennyinc]

Isn’t that worth holding on?

[kate7h]

for the 10th anniversary piece

tried a new shading technique and I love painting again!

[socially-anxious-wizard]

My entry for the MHA Art Contest on Twitter! Please go to support it on there if you can :]

[novaneondream]

I love you MHA and I love you Katsuki and Izuku with all my heart. I hope you continue to be heroes and go on many adventures side by side for the rest of your lives.

[farelosolar]

To commemorate the end of My Hero Academia, I've put together all the eyes of the characters that I painted since 2021 ✨

Looking back, it's all very nostalgic! 🥹

[haminjago]

silly drunk toshi

[ezariumi]

summer festival.

[bnhadekuu]

No. 430 Katsuki making effort to bring back deku's dream

[toyasgirl]

Did they save these lil kids?

[moodyvoid]

Tomura was probably never taught how to talk to people he finds attractive.

So, if he ever heard you say something negative about your appearance, he’d try to comfort you like—

Tomura: “What? Don’t say that. You’re hot.”

You: “You think I’m hot?”

Tomura: “Yeah, you’re in like 99% of my fantasies.”

You: “Oh.”

[heaveniowa]

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[noodles-and-tea]

The watercolour/sketch style bakudeku you did sparks so much joy you have no idea

Oh thank you so much!!

[giugrapic]

Aaaand last but not least, After 431 pt5/5

1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / [x]

Hope everyone enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed drawing 🖐️💗

[suksatoru]

his kiss goodnight⋆˚୨♡୧˚⋆ dabi x you

dabi knew his life was too good to be true when you and him first kissed.

sometimes he didn't understand how the two of you fell into place so perfectly, but the unspoken truth was there—you two were made for each other.

you were a fellow member of his in the league. your relationship wasn't a well known thing—neither of you openly flaunted or spoke of it, perfectly content with loving each other in secret.

but there was an obvious mutual respect between the two of you. in your presence, the league noticed a shift in his gaze. the icy layer in his pale eyes would split open to reveal this odd warmth within him.

it wasn't like his quirk, scorching and searing and painful–no, this was a different type of warmth. one you could let yourself melt in, one soft and mellow.

there was something dabi found so intimate about sneaking away with you, laying on rooftops and gazing at the stars. he liked you. he loved you. if he could go back in time, the only thing he would change was when he had met you. he would meet you sooner, if he could.

that would mean you and him would have had more time together

dabi told you he was on borrowed time after your first kiss.

you were so special. he didn't want you to be too far gone in a love that was doomed from the beginning—but you're so stupid. you treaded into the forbidden territory, so it's your fault you're here now.

the cold air fogs in front of you as you sit down in front of his grave. it's snowing. you remember how he used to lay with you under his blankets, pressing your cold hands to his chest to keep you from the cold. he was always so warm. you instinctively tighten the grip you had on his old coat around you.

you roll on your side, inhaling the freezing cold air as your senses struggle with the dangerously cold temperature. for a moment, you see him—a split second of his messy hair laying beside you—but it's just the white, falling snow. your vision is blurry now—eyes watering from tears that feel like ice as they glide over your cheeks.

you trace his engraved name on the grave quietly because you can't find the strength to do anything other than cry and do this. you won't wake up the next morning if you fall asleep here in the cemetery, yet there you are, embracing the cold for once as your eyes drift close.

the snow fell softly on your face. and after a few hours, it started to feel like dabi's feather soft lips on your face instead. even after all that happened, he still found a way to give his favorite girl one last kiss goodnight.

[mics-bootlicker]

It genuinely does mean so much to me that All Might lived, and he wanted to live. Like being able to see a character so passively suicidal, who knew that his own death was coming soon yet did nothing to change its outcome, decide he wanted to keep on living? To decide that he would continue to live? And actually be able to live? Also subverting the trope of the old mentor dying after passing on all he could to his student in the progress, and ending up old and retired and happy. It's just so beautiful to see

[poofpoofpurin]

hc where they unknowingly edated each other in middle school