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neonscandal · 2 years

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Manga with Me: MHA Pocket Theory

Unlocking the Final Quirk

⚠️ Spoiler Warning through chapter 363 with predictions for future chapters.

Pretty sure we're a ways away from having the focus shifted back to the Shiggy showdown (gotta give the stans some time to digest the turmoil). I always like to guess how things end and this fight is no exception. I've thought about what the worst case scenario as described here. But let's talk about what the final OFA quirk may be and its impact on the fight because I have a few ideas. We’re all grasping at straws so pick your least favorite or throw in an idea of your own!

Here's what we know so far. As far as quirks go, Deku's unlocked all but one and there has previously seemed to be a corresponding quirk to whatever part of his consciousness had autonomy while inside of OFA. One For All (the power stocking quirk) now contains

Transference from AFO's Brother Yoichi Deku is likely the last holder for OFA due to the power it's evolved into

??? from #2

Fa Jin from #3 (kinda like Fat Gums store and release type quirk)

Danger Sense from #4 Shinomori

Black Whip from #5 Banjo

Smokescreen from #6 En

Float from #7 Nana Shimura

Historically, Deku's quirks have always been unlocked with an emotional catalyst which is typically Bakugo. So we know things will pop off once he sees the state of our boy. Deku is already rearing to whip out the second's quirk en route to the big fight and, from his exchange with #2, we know:

It's meant to be used as a last resort

It can't be used in the usual way as the quirk holder once did

Deku called upon it once before and it didn't work out for him.

So here are my hypotheses for what the final quirk might look like:

Resurrection Quirk

Likelihood: 0/10

This would be convenient for the sake of saving my boy Blasty but not very satisfying as a way to tie everything up so cleanly nor would it help to overcome AFO!Shigaraki.

Time Warp Quirk

Likelihood: 5/10

There has to be a reason #2 looks so much like Bakugo. What if Deku is able to phase through time? Kind of like Eri's quirk? I mean, it kinda seemed like he was going to attempt to use the quirk in his hurry to get to the final fight so what if he can phase through single points in a person's timeline. He could, 1) phase further into his own timeline to close the gap between where he is and the fight, 2) phase and prevent Tenko from twisting into AFO!Shigaraki which gives Deku a way to redeem without killing, 3) ... maybe phase and prevent Bakugo from taking that hit.

Nepotism Baby Quirk/Self Referential Quirk

Likelihood: 3/10

What if Bakugo is just a shadow of #2. A Benjamin Button/Melody Song-esque projection sent through time which also informs why he resisted Deku for so long just as he resists him in OFA (not a ship thing. More an observation of how someone might not name/warm-up-to a lamb meant for slaughter... unless you're Dumbledore). Maybe he’s a relic from a point in time where he failed Deku and was able to go back and course correct realizing, now, Deku would have to bear the burden of OFA where he failed. It’s also interesting as to why he couldn’t face Deku in OFA before. Then the idea that they're always chasing after each other is a bit more poignant. I do wonder if that really is his grandfather or something low-key though. So many families locked in this age old war but that’s a crackpot theory (or two) for another post.

Boom Baby Quirk

Likelihood: 6/10

Two things, LOOK AT THE SUPPORT EQUIPMENT. What if #2 does in fact have a blaster quirk. Would explain the concern in its use as that could be destructive but also, if it's evolved to be more devastating, suppose that really is the nuclear option? Also, if Bakugo is Bakugone, I imagine he would rise from the grave and throw a god-tier tantrum.

Future Guaranteed Quirk

Likelihood: 6/10

Plain and simple, #2 had a foresight quirk similar to Sir Nighteye's. Why this quirk? Well, how else did they escape from a building explosion? This also hinges that the quirk that began to manifest in the scene below actually wasn't #4's which has already been disproven since #4 mentioned being called upon prematurely but still, what if that's a red herring. #2's concern for the future has got to stem from something. So what if what was once a simple foresight quirk evolved into a future manifestation quirk? Kind of like Domino's lucky superpower or like Nagito Komaeda's Ultimate Lucky but less "lucky" and just more willful?

Tornado/Weather Based Quirk

Likelihood: 4/10

I think it'd be an interesting call back to the poem that his name was inspired by while also being a possible but unrealistic form of travel. Not really the "nuclear option" that makes sense for a floating battleground but maybe that's what makes it a last resort.

Oration Quirk

Likelihood: 4/10

This is kind of hinged on Bakugo simply not being dead at all (I mean, why would Best Jeanist mend a corpse?). But suppose there's a reason why, even though OFA started when a power stocking quirk met Yoichi's transference quirk, the vestiges call #2 "Leader". Similar to the Meta Liberation Army politician's Incite quirk, but with the caveat that #2 actually felt guilt for the blood shed in trying to best AFO. Deku found his voice in One For All when deciding to save Tenko so what if #2's quirk is the ability to unite and mobilize? To tip the balance in someone's heart like he did with Lady Nagant. He needs a foothold (we saw it fail with Jailbreaker) but there's definitely a chasm growing within the AFO!Shigaraki's identity split that's due to be exploited. Deku's influence has been seen to inspire so many people already (Todoroki, Iida, Kota, Eri, Uraraka, etc.) but maybe there's a charm-based quirk floating around in there. And that’s on the power of friendship and seeing the good in others.

Light/Solar Quirk

Likelihood - 6/10

What if #2 is the literal answer to AFO's darkness. A light so pure and powerful it's like a solar flare. It can be speed, it can be camouflage, it can be damning. Maybe it's what brings clear skies after the coming rain.

Like what if this was actually the first time #2’s quirk actually manifested 👀

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hoodwinkd1 · 3 years

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Your Eyes Whispered Ch 1-3

I originally posted this story on AO3, but wanted to bring it to my Tumblr now that I’m back on here. Enjoy!

Fic Summary: After Eris becomes High Lord, there's only one thing on his mind, now that his father is dead and he can finally leave his horrible façade behind. A slow burn romance featuring the misunderstood prince of flame and his mate, a powerful teacher who can't seem to step out of her small town life.

Ch 4-7 here.

Chapter 1: I was enchanted to meet you

It's no small thing, murdering your father in cold blood.

Not that anyone, even Beron, was surprised.

Eris looked at the bloody sword in his hand and then at his father's corpse, lying on the ground at his feet. He closed his eyes as the power of the Autumn Court rushed over him like a tidal wave of fire.

The new High Lord knew that he would have to deal with the consequences of his coup today. But tomorrow, after the dust settled and he dealt with his treacherous brothers, he knew exactly where he needed to be.

The night turned into a swarm of activity as the castle reacted to Beron's death. Advisors fought for a seat at the table, servants spread the rumors like wildfire, his mother gently took him to bathe as it all became too much. Eris slept that night, without terrifying dreams for the first time in centuries

--- He woke to the sunlight filtering through the trees. He had to leave now, before anyone could find him and monopolize his time any futher.

Eris winnowed as soon as he was dressed, landing on the outskirts of a village that had seen better days. He had only been here once in his life, ninety-five year prior, decades before Amarantha took over. His father had sent him and one of his younger brothers to several towns in the Autumn Court as part of their duties. This one had been a bustling center of trade and power, known for its capabilities in producing talented Fae children and training them in magic.

Eris remembered his utter boredom as he watched the parade put on in his honor. His brother Marick had scoffed at the idea of watching children perform small magic tricks, but Beron had insisted they attend to find any who were powerful enough to warrant interest from him. His father always had a nasty habit of stealing children away from their parents to become part of his court.

Eris also remembered the moment his life shifted. As the children moved to the center of town square, beginning their show, his eyes drifted slightly to the left.

And landed on hers. The teacher.

The mating bond snapped, harder and faster than anything.

If she felt it, she gave no indication. Her eyes returned to her students.

Eris swore that this bond, this life-changing connection, would not be ruined like every other good thing in his life. He shoved all the overwhelming feelings and instincts deep into himself, securing his facade into place. The Autumn Court would never know another side to him besides the arrogant, powerful Heir.

But now his father was dead. He was the most powerful Fae in the Court.

Eris wasn't sure how he would find her, or if she even remained in this town. Or, Cauldron damn him, if she was even alive.

This town had suffered. Almost every building showed signs of abandonment or violence and he could sense that the number of Fae in the area had been more than cut in half.

He wandered aimlessly for a bit, unsure. He was terrified to reach inside himself and attempt to tug on the bond, anxious he would find nothing on the other end. Finally, after passing yet another empty house with smashed windows, he pulled himself together and grabbed for the bond.

Gasping as the feeling rose up from within him and overwhelmed his mind, Eris began walking, not entirely in control of his body. He walked by one block, then another, before stopping in front of a one-story building. It stood out as one of the few that looked well-maintained, with all its windows intact and even a flower bed next to the door.

His mate. Alive. In this house. His hand knocked before his mind processed the enormity of emotions at this moment.

One breath passed. She opened the door.

“Can I help you?” she frowned, wary of strangers. He took in everything about her, from her dark hair, slipping out of a frizzy bun to her comfortable clothing, probably pyjamas.

“My apologies,” he started. “I--you surely don’t remember me.”

She turned her head slightly, brown eyes taking in his face. “Have we met? I prefer straight answers from strange males at my door.”

“My name is Eris. I promise I wish you no harm.” Her eyes widened.

“My lord, you must forgive me,” she responded, sharpening her tone to hide her surprise. “It’s not often that royalty appears on my doorstep.”

Eris noted her tense muscles and reluctance to let him in. This was not a female who trusted.

“Forgive me for showing up uninvited. I have a...personal matter to discuss with you and I would rather do it in private.” He attempted a reassuring tone. “I know you have no reason to trust me, but please,” he trailed off, unsure what to possibly say to convince her. His horrible reputation probably preceded him.

She looked him in the eye. “Do you know who I am?”

“I only know that you teach children. I was here for a demonstration, decades ago.”

Shockingly, she stepped back and opened the door wider.

“Certainly, you could have blasted through my wards and yet you chose to knock,” she explained, gesturing him in with a wave of her hand. “How bad can this personal matter be?”

Eris walked in and saw a large, empty room with a mirror on one wall. She led the way over to a table next to a small kitchen. They each chose a chair, then looked awkwardly at the other.

“Can I get you something--”

“No, please, sit down,” he interrupted.

She sat. And pinned those piercing eyes on his.

“What’s your name?” he asked, his soul dying for the answer.

“Rhiannon.” And it was like the entire world shifted, as if he couldn’t imagine any name more beautiful.

“Rhiannon,” he said softly. “I have no good words to say this. When I was visiting, all those years ago, I saw you as the children gave their performance.” He hesitated.

“Lord Eris, I would rather you say it bluntly,” she jumped in. “To be quite honest, I’m extremely worried at the moment.”

“Please, just Eris,” he corrected. “And yes. You’re right. Of course. Well, I felt the mating bond that day. With you.”

If only his enemies could see him now. Keir would keel over of laughter watching him stumble through a simple conversation.

Rhiannon had gone completely still. She stared at him, as if waiting for the punchline. He shrugged.

“You did say bluntly.”

She stood suddenly, stalking over to the kitchen. For some reason unbeknownst to Eris, she began making a pot of tea. He waited.

As the kettle whined, she waved her hand, directing two mugs out of the cabinet and onto the table. Of course. The teacher of magic children would have to have magic as well.

He said nothing, still, as she brought over the tea. Rhiannon poured herself a cup and then watched him do the same.

She broke the silence as he took his first sip. “You’re being serious.”

“I would never joke about something like this,” Eris remarked.

“Why now? That had to have been, what, a century ago?” she demanded. Her dark skin seemed to glow in the daylight from the window above her head.

He looked down at his cup. “I killed my father yesterday. I didn’t think it safe to acknowledge you before that.”

“You---what?!” she yelped, almost dropping her cup. “I said blunt, not absolutely earth-shattering.”

He choked back a laugh. “My apologies. I’ve had a stressful few weeks. But truly, I worried what my father and brothers might do to a partner of mine and never would wish to put you in any danger. So now, at least, I know that threat is handled.”

She considered this. “I have no idea what I’m feeling right now.”

“I understand. More than you now,” Eris acknowledged. “I don’t have any expectations of you. I only hope that we might spend time together, getting to know one another.”

“Get to know you. The High Lord. As my...mate,” she echoed. “I could, I think I would be fine with that.”

“As whatever you want,” Eris disputed. “As I said, I don’t expect a thing.”

“Then as friends. And privately, at least at first.” Rhiannon looked him over. “You’ll have to come here, during hours I’m not teaching or with others.”

He couldn’t believe she had responded positively. Eris would have agreed to any terms she set.

“When can we start?”

She smiled at his obvious enthusiasm. "Tomorrow night. And you're bringing dinner."

Eris couldn't control the huge grin at her smile. This female would probably ruin him and his reputation. Not that he minded in the slightest.

"Anything you want."

Chapter 2: not where the story ends

TW: Mentions of past sexual assault and panic attacks. Nothing graphic or specific, but please do not read if this will harm you. I"ll put XXX before and after any mentions if you need to avoid.

So the High Lord of the Autumn Court had shown up at her door. And thrown her life entirely off-course by announcing they were mates.

Rhiannon lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to sort her thoughts and feelings into some sort of organized pattern. Her little two-story house and work studio felt suffocating, too small for all the chaos in her head. Throwing off the covers, she grabbed a pair of boots and a coat, winnowing to the street.

The town of Malefic, once a bustling city, stood quiet that night. Rhia wasn't surprised. After five decades of Amarantha, the population had decreased to only a couple thousand. She was relatively sure she could name almost every single Fae, and none of them were night owls.

She strolled down her street, aiming for a field of wheat at the edge of town. It helped to be in a wide, open space where she could see the entire night sky.

Eris Vanserra, the oldest son of the cruel Beron Vanserra, had shown up at her door. One of the most callous and powerful males in Prythian had knocked on her door and awkwardly asked to come in. And he had been, well, sweet. Kind. Attentive.

He'd explained some of his reputation, claiming that his father only valued power from his sons. He told her so much about his history, his regrets, his shame. And she had actually shared some of her life as well. The pull between them had opened her lips, despite her brain screaming at her to think rationally about all the red flags.

Because, unfortunately, even less powerful and less feared males could do so much damage. A fact Rhia knew all too well.

So many citizens had fled or sought aid from the capitol when Amarantha took over. Many others were killed or thrown into those horrendous camps. But Rhia and several other powerful Fae came together and warded the town. They could only cover a square mile, but it was enough at first. For twenty seven years, they maintained the wards, grew their own food, raised children to fight, and lived in fear, but not terror. They had all appreciated how much worse life could be.

Until a group of males snuck through the wards. To this day, Rhia never found out how they managed to get in.

The town woke the next morning to ransacked supplies and distasteful graffiti. The adults breathed a sigh of relief, for they knew how much worse it could be.

XXX

Sofine Linswell woke to her best friend sobbing on her bathroom floor.

Rhia woke to her best friend picking her up off the bathroom floor and hugging her close.

One of the males, as the group had split up, had stumbled upon a small, two-story house and work studio, probably looking for supplies like his companions. Unfortunately, this male found a sleeping, vulnerable female and did what any terrible, depraved soul would do.

Rhia hadn't been able to sleep in her own bed for months, and even now still had nights where she couldn't sleep in the small bedroom.

It had been decades and her life had returned back to almost normal, especially after Feyre Cursebreaker saved the day. She could even have casual sex again, but only with males she knew didn't have more than a drop of magic in them. The fear of being forced to lie still, struggling against invisible bounds, made it difficult for her to trust anyone with more power than she had.

Sofine, her best friend of more than a century, had talked her through many panic attacks over the years before they figured out her aversion to powerful males. Luckily, their little town saw almost no newcomers and Rhia knew her strength could dominated any of their neighbors. Not that she ever needed to, but the thought comforted her.

XXX

But the Cauldron had the most fucked-up sense of humor.

Eris Vanserra had shown up at her door. A male that had infinite more magic and power than she did.

Worse, he was awkward and kind and vulnerable with her. Her stupid brain couldn't just write him off or send him packing.

He hadn't been close enough to touch her once last night, so Rhia had forgotten about her issues for a few hours. But as soon as she closed her eyes, her mind drifted to what it would be like to lie next to him and all the darkness came rushing back.

She hadn't told Sofine yet. The night seemed like a dream, like an unbelievable story you tell yourself to fall asleep.

Eris had given her a piece of parchment before he left and told her to write if she wanted him to come over again. He'd been so obviously nervous that she would never write to him that she'd smiled and told him to keep an eye on it. Yet now, under the midnight sky, she was overwhelmed at the idea of taking a step forward.

She sat in the wheat until the sky started turning pink. Another day of teaching, lunch with Sofi, and cleaning her house.

Winnowing back to her kitchen, Rhia started making a pot of tea. Only caffeine would make this day run smoothly.

Waiting for the boil, she glanced over at the table and saw the piece of parchment glowing. Confused, she went to pick it up.

I apologize if this is intrusive. You probably think I'm incredibly desperate (because I am incredibly desperate). But I just wanted to say that I will take any part of you that you would give me. If you're willing to put me out of my pathetic misery and give me a chance.

She laughed. The rumors simply could not be true. This male couldn't be the same as the cruel, misogynistic bastard that tortured his brother's lover. She couldn't say how, but she knew that for certain.

So, as the sun spilled over the horizon and another peaceful day started, she wrote back.

Chapter 3: passing notes in secrecy

Eris couldn't believe it. It simply couldn't be true.

His advisors, his friends (well, all two of them), even his mother had commented on his mood. He was smiling, often unprompted, and making jokes. The palace full of nobles had no idea what to do with a High Lord that made jokes.

And he was getting his ass kicked in training. Gerwin, one of the two friends, looked down at where he lay on the floor.

"It really shouldn't be that easy for me to take down a High Lord," he grumbled. "First there are rumors of you acting like a fool in meetings and now this?"

Eris stood, pretending to brush some dust off his shirt. "No one thinks I'm acting like a fool. Just differently than my father." The last word got stuck in his throat on the way out, dampening his mood a bit. All of Prythian knew what he did and yet he still hadn't told the actual story to anyone. It felt like a confession, proof his guilt, an irreversible action that might suddenly inspire his Court to abandon him. Although he knew rationally that was unlikely (he had widespread support that came from not being a violent, evil bastard), Eris still felt like he could lose his throne at any second for any reason.

He faced off with Gerwin again, focusing and actually winning the fight.

Eris raced to his chambers after his training session, at a speed more fit to an energized child than the most powerful male in the Autumn Court. He threw open his bedroom door and scrambled to open the top drawer of his nightstand. There sat a glowing piece of parchment.

She actually wrote back, he marveled. Even though she had been writing back at least once a day for the past week, each message still brought Eris a flash of joy and shock.

Their first interaction had been tense and awkward. Her body language had clearly indicated she was uncomfortable with him in her home, but she hadn't kicked him out. The conversation was good, great even, but stayed to safe topics like her town's endeavors and his fumbling advisors. Eris fully believed he had thoroughly fucked up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and would never hear from her again. Except she kept writing.

I hope you understand this taxation argument, because I surely cannot. Some of us were meant only for brute force and fighting, not percentages and financial sheets. He had complained about one of his endless meetings yesterday, where the Financial Minister had almost burst a blood vessel when Eris suggested taxing the rich more than the poor. Outrageous.

He grabbed a pen and chewed on it thoughtfully. His responses were finely crafted to keep the conversation flowing easily and show off some of his stellar personality. His mother's voice, kindly accusing him of acting like an adolescent, floated through his mind. It was rather childish to spend this much time thinking about a female and wooing her, something he'd never really worked hard at before.

I'm glad to know you claim expertise on brute force, since apparently I no longer can. My friend just destroyed me in a training session, in a way that was very embarrassing for me and unbecoming of a High Lord. If I had more friends, I might even accuse him of treason just to avoid my utter defeat again. How are your students?

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Did he have some sort of magic that could figure out her schedule? He must. There was no other explanation for how Eris managed to send her a message right before she had an important commitment. Rhia had shown up to her classes, a town hall meeting, and now dinner with Sofine with blushing cheeks and an unmanageable smile.

"Ha! There it is! That silly expression you keep getting," Sofine accused, pointing a finger at Rhia's dark red cheeks. "I've been complaining about my leaky sink for two minutes and you sit there staring off into the distance."

"Sorry, sorry, it's just been a long week," Rhia mumbled, turning to grab some bread off the counter so Sofine would stop trying to read her expression. "Classes, students, you know how it gets."

"I surely don't! Students make you groan and complain; this is like....this is more of..." Sofine trailed off, trying to put a finger on what could have her friend so distracted. "Well, honestly, if I didn't know you better, I'd say this was more of a schoolgirl crush." Rhia had no response to that, so she stayed quiet. Sofine gasped, her mind clearly spinning to fill in the gaps,

Maybe staying quiet was going to get her in more trouble. "Sofi, I love you so dearly, but I clearly don't have a 'schoolgirl crush' and I'm not sure how I would've managed to keep that a secret from you." Rhia hoped it would be enough. They were both over a century year old and yet sat here gossiping about crushes. Absurd.

Luckily, her friend let it go and the rest of the conversation was blessedly normal. After finishing a bottle of sparkling wine together, the females decided to call it a night. They both had the day off tomorrow and had huge plans to attend the local farmer's market.

Humming to herself, Rhia began to slowly clean the glasses off the table. Her thoughts trailed away from the town and towards the capitol. Eris. She hadn't written back to him yet.

Perhaps writing to the High Lord of the Autumn Court who was also your mate after half a bottle of wine wasn't the smartest idea in the world. Rhia hushed that logical voice in her brain and grabbed the paper to reread his response. Silly, how such a little joke about a rough training session caused her to blush again.

There was no second-guessing, no careful editing, no worry as she wrote back. The High Lord taken down by a simple training instructor? I would have loved to see it. My students are little terrors as always, though none are powerful enough yet to spar with me. I suppose I'll go through a similar embarrassment when they are.

His response came so quickly. Was he sitting in bed, just waiting for her to write him back? She giggled at the image, then giggled at her giggle because she wasn't the type of Fae to giggle normally. And the word giggle sounded funny.

My pride is quite grateful you weren't there to see it happen. A second later, as if an afterthought, another line appeared. And if you ever actually would like to see me, all you have to do is ask.

Her insides warmed. She blushed, yet again, at the shameless flirting. But at the same time, her brain kicked into overdrive at the idea that this was more than letter writing and idle flirting. The High Lord wanted to see her and she wanted to see him, a terrifying thought that would normally send her running. Luckily, the wine kept her mind open and her words flowing.

Maybe I only want to see you get kicked beaten knocked around in training.

Scratch that sentence I don't think I'm making sense. I'm not sure what I'm trying to say.

"Oh shit," Rhia cursed at her confusion. The wine certainly wasn't making anything clearer.

Let me try again. I'd like to see you in my kitchen again.

In your kitchen? How specific. I'll be there whenever you tell me. And, please correct me if I'm wrong, but I believe you would still enjoy watching someone beat me up in a sparring ring. Eloquence fails us all sometimes, it's quite alright.

Aren't High Lord supposedd to be busy? Her handwriting had started looking noticeably sloppy as her eyes began to droop. I have no plans tomorrow night.

Excellent. Tomorrow night. And no, we simply appear busy while others do all the work. It's a very simple and fun job.

I'm going to bed. Otherwise I might make more of a fool of myself. Rhia doubted that Eris would mind some sloppy handwriting and confusing messages, but she knew worse things might come out if they stayed up late in the night, writing on this stupid piece of paper.

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Eris couldn't believe it. He was seeing her again tomorrow, technically today since midnight was long passed. He closed his eyes, feeling something that felt a bit like redemption and forgiveness grow within him.

#eris #eris vanserra #acotar #acosf #sjm #autumn court #a court of thorns and roses #beron #beron vanserra #eris stans we rise #acosf did eris dirty

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makeste · 3 years

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BnHA 323: “I Don’t Know How to Explain to You That You Should Care About Other People”

Previously on BnHA: Kacchan was all, “Izuku, I’m sorry.” Bakugou Stans were all, “[sobs for a week straight and tearfully awards him the Nobel Prize for character development].” Deku was all, “[faints in Kacchan’s arms].” Iida was all, “[trying to decide if Ochako genuinely tried to kill him a few minutes ago].” Horikoshi was all, “NO TIME FOR HUGS WE MUST GET BACK TO UA.” The civilians holed up at U.A. were all, “WE TOOK A VOTE AND DECIDED THAT WE’RE ALL GOING TO BE JERKS ABOUT THIS AND MAKE A BIG FUSS ABOUT YOU LETTING DEKU BACK INTO THE SCHOOL.” Deku was all “[stands there looking like he expected nothing less and breaking my heart more and more with each passing moment].” Ochako was all, “that does it, looks like I’m gonna have to do something about this... next chapter, that is.”

Today on BnHA: Flashback!Rat Principal is all “I just want you all to know that I spent nine million dollars turning U.A. into a giant Battleship-style grid that can burrow underground and zoom around in a giant subway maze because Horikoshi lacks a grounded understanding of both civil engineering and economics.” Back in the present day, Jeanist is all, “EVERYONE TAKE HEED, MY COMRADES AND I HAVE DEEMED IT EXPEDIENT TO CONVEY THIS AUSPICIOUS YOUTH BACK TO THIS STRONGHOLD. WE ANTICIPATE THAT WE MAY DEPEND UPON YOUR GOODWILL AND ACQUIESCENCE TO THESE TERMS.” The civilians were all, “NO.” Ochako was all, “EMPATHY, MOTHERFUCKERS, DO YOU SPEAK IT?!” The civilians were all, “oh shit.” Anyway so Ochako is a giant badass, but I’m a little worried that she’s going to get struck by lightning. Please come down from there.

so before we start this chapter, I would just like to apologize for having not posted the ch 321 recap yet, and would like to reassure everyone, and especially Iida who is staring at me with Sad Wobbly Guilt Trip Eyes, that I will get to that as soon as I can

OMG FLASHBACK??

yes please Horikoshi please show us more of class 1-A and their Deku intervention strategy jam sessions

oh dear

Iida you are too pure and good for this cruel world. [sprays the U.A. civilians with a water bottle] NO. BAD CIVILIANS! NO OSTRACIZING SCARED AND EXHAUSTED CHILDREN IN THE HOUSE

EXCUSE ME RAT PRINCIPAL WHAT’S WITH THESE MIXED MESSAGES

???

RAT PRINCIPAL: he’s free to return to us at any time!!

ALSO RAT PRINCIPAL: but it’s too risky for him to return to us

?? ??????? ?????????????????????

so now he’s going on about how strong the U.A. Barrier is, and how it’s comparable to the defensive capabilities of Tartarus. this would have sounded a lot more impressive before chapter 297 lol

OH!!!! HELLO, WHAT’S THIS!!!

A TIMELY CALLBACK TO A CERTAIN MYSTERIOUS EVENT WHICH HASN’T BEEN REFERENCED SINCE USJ? [U.A. TRAITOR MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

so now Rat Principal says he upgraded U.A.’s security systems with his own “modifications”, whatever the fuck that means. I mean look, I’ve been saying for a long time now that U.A. is the best place for everyone to hole up, don’t get me wrong. but that was mostly on account of there not being any other practical alternatives. but you’re making it sound like you figured out a way to actually make it Decay-proof or some wild shit like that

-- hold up, DID YOU ADD A FORCE FIELD. DID YOU TRICK THIS SCHOOL OUT WAKANDA-STYLE YOU CRAZY MARSUPIAL. HOLY SHIT. because that would actually be perfect

LMAO

WHAT KIND OF GALAXY BRAIN BULLSHIT. “NAH THERE’S NO NEED FOR A FORCE FIELD, LET’S JUST PUT WHEELS ON IT”

oh okay so the whole campus is basically capable of burrowing itself underground. that’s insane lol I wonder how they pulled that off. probably got poor Cementoss working overtime

blah blah blah so basically the entire campus is split into a grid and each section of the grid is capable of its own independent movement. lol this is just the Merone Base from KHR. you thought no one would notice this casual plagiarism ten years after the fact, but YOU UNDERESTIMATED YOUR AUDIENCE, HORIKOSHI

“joke’s on you imma just lampshade it” WELL ALL RIGHT THEN

“look at me I’m so fucking self-aware” fucking swear to god. I can’t believe this man is my favorite mangaka of all time smdh

“excuse me, I wasn’t finished describing all the rest of this bullshit yet,” Rat Principal breaks in impatiently. “we also added a steel wall all around the underground of the campus that’s 3000 steel plates thick. that’s fifteen fucking meters of solid fucking steel just fyi. and if anyone fucks around with any part of it the defense system will activate immediately! and also all of the plates are independently motorized, whatever the fuck that means!! in conclusion you’re gonna need a fucking tower crane to suspend all of your disbelief by the time I’m through with this paragraph”

“also Shiketsu is almost as reinforced as U.A. but not quite because we still had to make sure we were better.” but of course. and apparently the two schools are connected via a secret tunnel as Hagakure mentioned earlier

LSDKFJLSDKJFLK

“WAIT WHAT” LMAO YOU HEARD HIM, NOW INASA CAN VISIT YOU BOTH IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND TELL YOU ALL ABOUT THE WEIRD DREAM HE HAD. GOD BLESS YOU HORIKOSHI

(ETA: moment of appreciation for Shouto and Katsuki having the same thought at the same time and making Knowing Eye Contact and saying the exact same thing out loud in perfect unison like the best friends they are. what a blessed day.)

so Tokoyami is all “but wait if you engineered all this shit all the way back during the Band arc how did you even know that Tomura’s quirk awakening would become a thing, Horikoshi -- uh, I mean, Principal Nezu”

and Rat Principal is all “lol idk”

“basically I just woke up one morning and was all ‘say, you know what this school really needs? a fifteen-meter-thick underground steel wall, and the ability to break up into little pieces that individually zoom around wherever the fuck they want.’ jesus christ. lol if money and common sense were apparently no obstacle why didn’t you just teleport U.A. to the fucking moon or something. maybe I should shut up before I given him any ideas

dsfaelkjldkjgl

you heard it here first, folks, all of this cost a grand total of nine million U.S. dollars. well technically it cost “more than” nine million dollars. never has that distinction been more important lmao. are we sure this barrier was really made of steel and not cardboard? who the hell sold it to them, Ea-Nasir??

this is my favorite manga series of all time. yes I am ashamed

“in conclusion please do your best to reach Deku-kun” SO WHAT WAS ALL THAT NONSENSE ABOUT IT BEING TOO RISKY THEN. anyway thank you for this super informative and edifying flashback, Horikoshi. I will cherish it always. I don’t even want to read another translation of this absurdity lmao, there’s something special about it just the way it is. pretty sure Horikoshi just had a cracked out fever dream one night and transferred it to the pages of the manga verbatim

anyway so back to the unruly mob

not their finest moment. please excuse me while I cover poor Deku’s ears and give him a good shoosh pap

oh wow the parents are out here too

is Mitsuki trying to hold Inko back?? that’s the last thing this fandom needs right now is more Mitsuki discourse fffwlkjs. and even Jiroudad, scientifically proven to be the best dad in all of BnHA, is just standing there silently looking vaguely unhappy. way to rise to the moment you guys

MONOMA

so this settles it for me that Aizawa is not at UA. I know a lot of people have been wondering about his whereabouts, and if I had to wager a guess it would be that something happened with Shirakumo/Kurogiri. I can’t think of anything else -- even the loss of an eye and a limb -- that would keep him from his kids at a time like this

anyway but this is excellent Monoma content right here though. I love that he apparently adopted Eri after a single interaction with her. also WHERE IS SHINSOU DAMMIT. THE PEOPLE NEED TO KNOW

and Kouta’s there too looking like he wants to run over to Deku but Ragdoll won’t let him :/

it’s gotta be pretty upsetting for him to see his hero like this and not having anyone stand up for him. [taps megaphone] IS THIS THING ON. OKAY YEAH IT SEEMS TO BE WORKING. AHEM. PAGING URARAKA OCHAKO. GONNA NEED YOU TO GET OVER HERE ALREADY AND MAKE THAT BIG DRAMATIC SPEECH WHICH YOU ARE CLEARLY DYING TO MAKE. IF YOU DON’T DO IT SOON I’M GONNA HAVE TO STEP IN, AND YOU REALLY DON’T WANT ME TO DO THAT SINCE MY SPEECH WILL NOT BE VERY GOOD OR INSPIRING, AND WILL PROBABLY JUST CONSIST OF “HELLO, YOU ARE ALL STUPID, PLEASE SHUT UP AND GO AWAY”

so now Mic is telling them to calm down. at least someone’s speaking up here, geez

OH MY GOD

MY MAN JEANIST OUT HERE DOING WHAT HE DOES BEST: MAKING EVERYONE FEEL GUILTY AND JUDGED

OH MY GOD HE IS GIVING SUCH A LONG AND BORING SPEECH LMAO IS YOUR STRATEGY TO PUT THEM ALL TO SLEEP OR WHAT

truly in awe of this man’s ability to take messages which could easily be conveyed in ELI5-speak, and stubbornly convert them into incomprehensible language the likes of which you need a graduate degree in order to understand

“hey guys, so originally our plan was to use Deku as bait for the villains, but that didn’t really work and also we realized it was kinda dumb and was probably gonna get him killed, so we brought him back here instead.” was that really so hard, Jeanist. also are we all really just gonna sit back here and watch Jeanist take full credit for Bakugou’s plan just like that lmao

(ETA:

WHERE DID ENDEAVOR GO AND WHO IS THIS DIABOLICAL MASTER OF DISGUISE. lol I genuinely didn’t notice this because I was too busy digging through thesauruses trying to rewrite Jeanist’s speech; many thanks to @class1akids for pointing it out and making my day immeasurably better. take it easy there Dick Tracy.)

“anyway so please stop being dicks and let him fucking rest so he can save all your ungrateful asses” what an impassioned and inspiring plea. time to see if the masses will listen to reason

narrator: they did not listen to reason

oh my god finally Ochako is doing something. YEAH OCHAKO WOOOO SHOW THEM HOW IT’S DONE

hmm

this entire chapter is truly and utterly nonsensical to me lol

(ETA: on my second readthrough I’m fucking dying at how she stole the megaphone right out of Mic’s hand lmao. and how Kacchan is all “fuck yeah nothing I appreciate more than some quality fucking larceny.”)

oh I see she was jumping on top of the main building so as to scream down at them all more impressively

“ANYWAY DEKU IS PRETTY COOL ACTUALLY, YOU GUYS ARE JUST MEAN” couldn’t have said it better myself Ochako

lol uh

gotta say I did not have “Ochako reveals the secret of OFA to the entire U.A. Citizen Clown Parade” on my bingo card for this week. it’s a bold strategy cotton let’s see if it pays off

SDLFKJSL

“NO, SERIOUSLY, HAVE YOU LOOKED AT HIM YOU GUYS. YOU THINK HE LIKES RUNNING AROUND DRESSED LIKE A RUSTED OIL DRUM?? HE DID THAT FOR YOU YOU UNGRATEFUL SLOBS”

so she is basically explaining the entire Deku Angst arc to them and explaining what a good and selfless protagonist Deku is, YES, PREACH

OMG IT’S THE GIGANTIC FOX LADY

not to insinuate anything, but what exactly were you doing standing out here with the hysterical mob, Gigantic Fox Lady? you’re better than that

-- KACCHAN SIGHTING!!

sdlkfjl. thanks for weighing in with that helpful and important observation. where have you been for the last five minutes. were you asleep. was it Jeanist’s speech

never mind, now he’s yelling at the civilians so I instantly forgive him

THE FUTURE NUMBER ONE HERO, EVERYONE. THANK YOU, THANK YOU. HE’LL BE HERE ALL WEEK

“anyway so I’m just going to end the chapter here” lmao seventeen pages truly do go by so fast. at least he didn’t try to force in a cliffhanger at the end this time. dare I say, growth

so I guess the civilians are either gonna have a Kamino and/or Fukuoka-esque moment where they remember how to be decent people and apologize to this poor young man, or else they’ll remain unpersuaded, and so Kacchan will have to knock a few of their heads around until they become more inclined to be reasonable. either option is fine by me lol

#bnha 323 #uraraka ochako #rat principal #class 1-a #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha

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Now that we have reached the last chapter of the year. It is time to do a 2020 roll call of what I like to call, “State of the Shippers”:

1. IzuOcha. Status: Placated.

-IzuOcha’s could celebrate several cute tidbits throughout the year. Mini moments as they say.

Anime Highlights: The OVA’s came in clutch with moments for shippers all around and IzuOcha is no exception. We got a cute tidbit where Izuku and Ochako bumped into each other and were flustered.

Manga Highlights: Christmas kept on giving to this fandom as the AM doll Izuku gave Ochako made many appearances. A cute fist bump between the two was also exchanged and Mina was right there bouncing with y’all.

Heroes Rising: Izuku super man carried Ochako to safety. And was Angy she was injured. Fans could enjoy the small Lois Lane moment.

Troubling Signs?: Ochako said “I would like to be excluded from this narrative” when it comes to her feelings for Deku. She’s a hero damnit! So if they are in for something, probably won’t be while they are still in school.

II. DabiHawks. Status: Yikes.

- Dabi and Hawk’s very public breakup set this fandom in disarray but also kind of disayay?

Anime Highlights: None yet. This fandom was cruelly cock blocked by Bones. Sorry DabiHawks stans.

Manga Highlights: Where to begin, my goodness. With these fans, I guess the good and the bad is a plus in this homoerotic double agent relationship. We have the notion that Dabi may have known Hawks when they were kids, which may be a positive? Hori sure loves his childhood friends. Other than that. The GIRLS WERE FIGHTIN’. Hawks is now permanently scarred by Dabi and I don’t think it was kinky folks. Tokoyami inserted himself in the middle to White Knight Hawks, Dabi broke up with him via YT expose and overall, shippers could anguish in the absolute MESS that this ship endured this year. But I’m sure that’s part of the appeal. So...yay?

Heroes Rising: They were both in it.

Troubling Signs?: The entire relationship is a troubling sign which again, is part of the appeal. Maybe Hawks will cuddle up with Dabi’s father after the war. That’s troubling! Speaking of...

III. EndHawks. Status: Yearning and Burning.

-If there’s one thing Endeavor couldn’t stop worrying about, it was his hot (in more ways than one) new side piece who probably should have looked at the fine print when signing a contract to be a recurring guest star on “Keeping up with the Todoroki’s”.

Anime Highlights: A fateful meeting finally in high definition for all our eyes to see! Hawks’s unwavering support of his biggest hero was endearing to watch and their shenanigans together spurred the anime onlies to finally jump on the biggest May-December ship in the series.

Manga Highlights: Endeavor’s admiration and concern for Hawks seeped through the pages as we entered our most exciting arc in the manga yet. Fate split these two up yet entwined their downfall together. And that Fate’s name was Dabi...or should I say ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️ or should I just say Touya!

Heroes Rising: “Don’t bite my head off, Endeavor.” Geez, can you flirt a little less loud Hawks?

Troubling Signs?: They say never meet your heroes and Hawks is in for a rude awakening. We shall see just how deep his admiration runs or if Endeavor’s past will split our dynamic duo up for good.

IV: TodoDeku. Status: “Precious”

-Shoto’s “Midoriya is in Danger” radar was highlighted in both manga and anime. 4th User’s quirk, who?

Anime Highlights: “Midoriya hasn’t returned yet.” “Where’s Midoriya?” “Midoriya! Grab my hand!” “Have some of my Soba Midoriya.” Shoto gets it. His emotional support friend is a danger magnet. TodoDeku’s also enjoyed tiny tidbits in the OVA such as a hand grabbing scene. Gotta hold tight to those crumbs.

Manga Highlights: Two Words. “Precious Friend.” Deku comes in w/o arms or legs fighting for Shoto and Shoto’s honor. These two spent the entire year worried sick about each other, and going against all odds to save each other. Precious Friends indeed. TDDK fans ate.

Heroes Rising: Shoto kicks some dog ass and then faints thinking of Deku (and Bakugo but shh. Let the shippers rejoice.) On the bright side, we have a 3rd movie coming featuring “The Three Musketeers” so shippers of TdDk can HOLD TIGHT to what’s to come.

Troubling Signs?: Shoto still doesn’t know about OFA and he’s gonna have LOTS of questions after this arc. Will Deku finally tell him? If not, it could make or break the ship.

V. TodoBaku. Status: “Shining through the city with a little funk and soul.”

-Who knew the greatest comedy duo we needed was Shoto and his hot headed “friend” or not friend? It still remains unclear to Shoto. Regardless, these two had a fun year.

Anime Highlights: “I wanna see your cute face”, disco dancing, and more fun in the provisional license training. Plus the OVA added some cute moments between the two such as Bakugo staying behind to save Todoroki during a dangerous excercise and his adorable plan neatly animated for us. I’d say TodoBaku’s really were resurgent and energized this year!

Manga Highlights: Shoto, that is not how you properly Catch a Kacchan, I’m sorry. But at least you did it you mad lad. As with Deku, Shoto spent the year worried sick about Bakugo. While the anime let us have our fun, these two were suffering in the manga.

Heroes Rising: Again, Shoto put a dog down and then fainted with Bakugo on his mind (and Deku but we ignore that. Shush.) TodoBaku’s have the 3rd movie to look forward to which is bound to have some amazing content!

Troubling Signs?: They have a lot of trauma to deal with. And a lot of Deku to worry about. I also imagine Shoto will be hurt about being left out of the OFA secret. We shall see what 2021 has to offer.

VI. KiriMina. Status: Unbreakable.

-Changing your hairstyle to match the gal who inspired you in middle school? Sorry y’all but if Mina were a guy, I’d say that’s gay af.

Anime Highlights: We got that backstory Bois. Red Riot’s origin might as well make him be called Pink Riot. Again with Hori and the childhood friends though I wouldn’t exactly call them friends. They just went to the same middle school but Kirishima was highly influenced by Mina’s Chivalrous spirit! A ship is born!

Manga Highlights: The influence is mutual! Mina creates a move based on Kirishima’s unbreakable and we all let out a collective “awwww”. Also in the war arc, we got Kirishima making sure Mina’s chivalrous spirit shines through right into Gigantomachia’s mouth! KiriMina may just be the unsung MVP’s of this arc.

Heroes Rising: They were in it.

Troubling Signs?: I can’t think of a single one. KiriMina’s can enjoy a peaceful sailing.

VII: KiriBaku. Status: Crumb Collectors.

-2020 was an uneventful year for KiriBaku but Bones made sure there were crumbs aplenty! Thank God for OVA’s!

Anime Highlights: KiriBaku’s did thrive in one episode! Kirishima reflects on the sludge incident and evolves his quirk based on inspiring words from Bakugo! Hooray! KiriBaku’s can thrive in their blossoming friendship. The OVA also has Kirishima (and Kaminari but shh) once again following Bakugo’s lead when it comes to the training excercise. How can you not? He’s so manly!

Manga Highlights: Not gonna lie. There is nothing much here this year. I did find a teeny tiny flake in Aizawa’s flashback. Kirishima and Bakugo are sitting next to each other. Oh! And at the hot pot gathering, Bakugo sits next to Kirishima! Eat your crumbs KiriBaku’s! There’s always next year!

Heroes Rising: Kirishima hangs with a lazy Bakugo and delivers the most hilarious line in the whole movie. “Silly Bakugo, there won’t be villains here!” Hahah... Silly Bakugo. Oh you~ KiriBaku’s can inhale the fact that those two sure love to hover around each other!

Troubling Signs?: With great crumbs come little responsiblity. No trouble if there’s no content! 🤔

VIII: KamiJirou. Status: Singing their hearts out 🎶

-If there’s any ship that’s coming close to canonization, I think this is it, folks! “Think of the person most important to you!” Can’t argue with Midnight!

Anime Highlights: Kaminari does non stop encouraging of Jirou and her hobbies! He works super hard to learn guitar for her sake! We love a king who can encourage his queen!

Manga Highlights: Kaminari thinks of the most important person to him and surprise! It’s Jirou! All of the feels can commence.

Heroes Rising: They were in it!

Troubling Signs?: Kaminari does love his women. And men. Kaminari overall is a huge flirt. But Jirou appears to have his heart strings. ❤️

IX: BakuDeku. Status: Rising. 👑

-Alternative Statuses include Winning, Thriving, Soaring. It’s just been non stop content this year. 2020 is truly the year for BakuDeku. The shippers can rejoice.

Anime Highlights: Three words. Be. My. Cane. The OVA’s helped fan the flames of the BkDk hearts with a surprise! Deku tops! Not only that, we got a lovely shoulder tap of encouragement in the canon material. While in season 4, Deku’s primary focus was Eri. Bakugo and Deku still had their moments to be hella gay.

Manga Highlights: Where do I even begin? I guess we’ll just cut to the chase with Bakugo Katsuki: Rising. We finally saw Bakugo’s true feelings manifest for Deku and if getting stabbed for him isn’t the ultimate showing of love, then idk what is. BakuDeku’s rounded out the year with the Volume 29 cover AND the volume 29 cover drafts to eat at our heart strings. Overall, their relationship got the spotlight in the manga this year. And we’re bound to start 2021 with a dramatic confrontation. Hand holding seems to be the key with these two and it didn’t stop with Heroes Rising...speaking of.

Heroes Rising: The entire movie. Like....yeah. That’s it. [OP, your bias is showing. You have to be SPECIFIC.] {But random criticizer in my head, if I lay out the entire plot of the movie, my post will be too long} [OP....] UGHHHH Okay okay. The POPSICLE MELTING. THE HAND HOLDING. THE CHARACTER DESIGNS OF WHAT MIGHT AS WELL BE THEIR LOVE CHILDREN. Did I mention? “It’s fine if it’s you?” CAUSE YEAH. Oh and All Might randomly officiating their wedding in their heads like idk. Isn’t it just simpler if I say the whole movie??!

Troubling Signs?: Well these two’s relationship is extremely delicate and while it has non stop soared this year, Deku might not take too kindly to Bakugo almost dying for him. Will they stop pushing each other away? Time will tell.

That’s all for this year folks! Happy Shipping and good luck to everyone next year!

#my hero academia #bnha spoilers #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #bakudeku #izuocha #tododeku #todobaku #DabiHawks #endhawks #KiriBaku #kamijirou #kirimina

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euterpessi · 3 years

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Romance Manhwa/Manga Recommendations:

Historical Manhwa/Manga:

Death Is The Only Ending For The Villainess

I’ve reincarnated as the reverse harem game’s villainess, the one and only adopted daughter of the ducal Eckart family.

But the difficulty just has to be the worst!

Everything I do will only lead me to death.

I must be paired with one of the main male characters from the heroine’s harem before the ‘real daughter’ of the duke family appears!

Two older brothers who always pick a fight with me on every little thing.

The insane crown prince whose route will always lead to my death.

‘I only see the heroine and no one else’s wizard, and also her loyal slave knight, too!

‘First, let’s take some of them which I see no hope in, out of the list!’

“I didn’t know my place up until now. From now on, I’ll live as quiet as a mouse so you wouldn’t care the slightest bit!

But why do their interests in me keep on rising every time I draw the line?!

The Villainess is a Marionette

Cayena, the Imperial Princess, was known as the most beautiful woman in the Empire. She was a woman who knew nothing but evil and luxury.

However, she was destined for ruin: she would be used as a chess piece by her younger brother to secure his throne and killed by her crazy husband.

“I’ll make you the Emperor.”

“… Sister, are you referring to me?”

“In exchange, give me freedom.”

She had to change things before she became that Cayena.

The Reason Why Raeliana Ended Up At The Duke’S Mansion

Poisoned to death by her own betrothed?! Eunha didn’t wake up in a novel’s story just to get killed off again as an unfortunate extra! To change her story she needs a cover… 6 months pretending to be the fake fiancée of the novel’s male protagonist, Duke Noah Wynknight. But will this cold-hearted, angel-faced demon of a man really help her avoid another ill-fated ending?!

Your Throne / I Want to Be You, Just For A Day

The story follows main characters Medea Solon and Psyche Callista, who become archenemies after competing for the position of crown princess of the Vasilios Empire. On the day of the Yearly Prayer, Medea and Psyche accidentally switch bodies.

The Remarried Empress

Navier was the perfect empress, however, the Emperor wanted a wife, not a colleague. And so, the Emperor abandoned Empress Navier and placed an enslaved girl beside him. That was fine until Navier heard the Emperor promise the slave the Empress’ position. After many ups and downs, Navier decided she would accept being the Queen of the neighbouring country and remarry.

Kill The Villainess

Eris Mizerian was the villainess of a novel. The only daughter of a marquis, she got executed after scheming against the pure and lovely protagonist, Helena. My only goal, after possessing her, is simply to leave this world and go home. I am prepared to face even death, but the laws of this world keep stopping me.

A changed Eris begins to draw the attention of three men who once loathed her; the Crown Prince, the High Priest, and the Knight.

"It doesn't matter. I will never be able to love this world."

Even if the only way out is death,

even if the only way out is make a deal with a witch...

I will absolutely leave this world!

This is the story of the villainess who defies fate, Eris, and her escape from this world!

The Way To Protect The Female Lead's Older Brother

I accidentally took possession of someone in a 19+ reverse harem novel.

The problem is that I became Roxana Agriche, the older sister of the sub-villain. My damn father kidnapped the heroine’s brother. Now, is the only thing left to meet a terrible end from the vengeance of the heroine?

But what if I can avoid that horrible development?

“I’m also interested in this toy.”

“I’ll protect you until you can get out of here safely.”

The heroine’s brother, Cassis Pedalian, will definitely be able to pay me back later.

Shadow Queen

“Can you be my daughter for me?”

By his offer, Elena became Duke of Franceschi’s fake daughter.

She became the queen and gave birth to Crown Prince’s son.

Then suddenly, Princess Veronica who was assumed dead came back.

She was only just a toy.

But eventually, Elena gets her son taken and is murdered.

However, she went back to the past.

“I’ll destroy all of you.”

I’ll never live as a toy again.

Elena decides to seeks revenge.

Under the Oak Tree

The daughter of a duke, the stuttering Maximilian, married a knight of lowly status at her father’s coercion.

After their first night, her husband departed for an expedition without another word.

He comes back three years later, this time as a famous knight in the whole continent.

How would Maximilian face him on his return?

"The more I think of you, the more lonely and lonely I become. I don't know why I can't quit even though it's so painful."

I'm Stanning The Prince

Angela’s fanfic became such a sensation that it even reached the Imperial Family, leading her to get arrested on charges of treason. Nevertheless, her fanfic improved the First Prince’s image, and his sister, the Princess, decides to take political advantage of this and keep Angela by their side.

The heroine who can now fangirl to her heart’s content, and the Prince who doesn’t know how to act around her. As they bicker back and forth, they start growing closer…

Miss Not-So Sidekick

Hyejung loved to read to escape her daily stress. But that’s before she woke up inside the bizarre world of her favorite novel! Instead of the main heroine who courts three eligible men, she is now Latte Ectrie – a minor villain that everyone hates?! One way or another, it’s a chance to live out her most beloved storyline, with popcorn in hand to watch all the drama! Taking charge of the narrative takes on a whole new meaning!

Even Though I’M The Villainess, I’ll Become The Heroine!

I wasn’t able to overcome the harassment and took my life, but I was reincarnated with the perpetrator? The perpetrator is the heroine, Florre, and I am the villainess, Dahlia, who’s going to die horribly.

“They said you are a villain with neither blood nor tears, but unlike the rumors, you often shed tears.”

“Your Highness must believe all the nonsense the idiots are talking about, huh?”

Grand Duke of Cervian, the half brother of the Male lead and who will be punished for treason afterwards. He approached me. I can’t lose the man who will be my greatest ally.

“Your Highness, would you marry me?”

“Now…… what did you say?”

“And take revenge together.”

A similar situation, a fixed ending. The heroine is not the only one who knows the ending of the novel. I took a long and arduous path of revenge.

Who Made Me A Princess

The beautiful Athanasia was killed at the hands of her own biological father, Claude de Alger Obelia, the cold-blooded emperor! It’s just a silly bedtime story… until one woman wakes up to suddenly find she’s become that unfortunate princess! She needs a plan to survive her doomed fate, and time is running out. Will she go with Plan A, live as quietly as possible without being noticed by the infamous emperor? Plan B, collect enough money to escape the palace? Or will she be stuck with Plan C, sweet-talking her way into her father’s good graces?!

The Villainess Reverses the Hourglass

With the marriage of her prostitute mother to the Count, Aria’s status in society skyrocketed immediately. After leading a life of luxury, Aria unfairly meets death because of her sister Mielle’s schemes. And right before she dies, she sees an hourglass fall as if it were a fantasy. And just like that, she was miraculously brought back to the past.

“I want to become a very elegant person, just like my sister, Mielle.”

In order to face the villainess, she must become an even more wicked villainess. This was the new path Aria chose to take revenge on Mielle who murdered both her and her mother.

The Evil Lady's Hero

Junipe Magnolia, a villainess friend of the heroine in this novel called Rael Cania.

The Junipe inside the novel has always loved the male lead, Iseed. To the point where she harassed Rael out of jealousy because she's loved by Iseed.

And thus, Junipe is destinied to die in the hands of the male lead of this novel.

But one day.

"Why did I become Junipe?!"

But let's think about it, it's still one year away from the time Junipe is going to get killed by Iseed. So, I have to meet Iseed and Rael first, I'll be able to find a way out of my death if I do so.

Yeah, let's meet them first!

But, this man is just so tender-hearted and kind. Would Junipe be able to escape from this man?!

I Tamed a Tyrant and Ran Away

God gave me a chance to relive my life. Before the rebirth, I had been used for the past 400 years as the empire's sword. And so, I swore to destroy the empire. I found the young prince of the country and became his teacher. I taught him how to become a tyrant and asked for the country.

"I will do the lady's will."

He conquered the whole empire for me, and I ran away.

"I came to take you, Charlize Ronan." Dylan became a perfect tyrant and searched the entire empire for me.

"You tamed me, so why did you run away?"

Untouchable Lady

“Please, Hilise. Please die in place of Gabrielle.” My always dignified brother begged me for the first time. He wants me to die for our stepsister, whom we don't even share a drop of blood with. “For the first and last time, I ask you this.” I've always been miserable, and there is no exception this time. The seventh time that I was betrayed and killed, I was completely free of lingering feelings. “I'm glad that you're a scumbag until the end.” I won't be swayed by love anymore. It's my turn to abandon them first.

I’ll Live On As A Villainess

I reincarnated as the villainess in a book!

The one who dared to commit attempted murder on the heroine is the owner of this body?

Let's just live in a quiet place where we have fun and eat! That's what I thought for a while.

It was so, so, so cold here in the north, where I was kicked out as a punishment.

Before I froze to death, I called the Great Demon of Fire and set fire to the fireplace but...

Why isn't he going back? If you've done the job, shouldn't you go back?!

I was flustered to find out that I had signed a life contract with a demon just to start a fire but to think that I'd be responsible for relieving his desires!

The bickering romance between a big puppy demon and a small villainess lady!

It Looks Like I’Ve Fallen Into The World Of A Reverse Harem Game

When I opened my eyes, I was in a different world. I had become the game’s villainous princess who was feared by all. Not to mention… Completely naked men I didn’t even know were approaching me left and right! “Are you cold? Shall I warm you up with a hug?” “Oh? Have you not had enough yet?” Seriously, what’s up with this situation? And just how the hell am I going to get out of this freaking game?!

Father, I Don't Want to Get Married!

I’m Jubelian? The daughter of the duke and the villainess of this novel?

I managed to avoid my death with some previous knowledge about my life, as this was my second time at it. Now, I should be able to live a peaceful life!

“I’m not going to marry a man unless he has everything. I want the most wealthy, famous, and competent man there is.”

I dreamt of a glamorous life as the daughter of the duke, but my father tells me the Crown Prince who is known to be a lunatic is to be my husband! As an extraordinary measure, I couldn’t help but start a contract relationship. That is, with a handsome side character that looks better than the main one.

“Why are you trying to avoid being engaged to the prince?”

“He’s scary. I heard that he even kills his own entourage if he doesn’t like them.”

A few days later, the prince sent a terrible letter to me.

“I will not kill you.”

Oh no, did I set up another death trap for myself?

Like A Wind On A Dry Branch

"Hi, You."

Count Casarius fell victim to a plague and died suddenly, leaving behind a will stating that Rietta, his beautiful young widow of the manor, whom he tried to use as a concubine, be buried alive alongside him. Just before Rietta is buried, Archduke Axias, rumored to be a cruel tyrant, arrives at the funeral to collect the enormous debt Count Casarius still owes him.

“Everyone here seems to feel sorry for her, and I still have a debt to collect from Casarius… If I take her instead of debt, I think all of you here should be happy," he smiled.

"Hello, Temptress."

Everything was a Mistake

Roa Valrose reincarnated as villainess in the book. In order to avoid the fate of being burned at the stake, she approaches the hero, Nocton Edgar.

It hurts every time she gets closer to him. Nevertheless, for her survival, she does everything he wants her to do.

“Come again, Valrose.”

The mysterious Nocton unexpectedly sought her out every day.

Then one day, her friend for 10 years says something unknown to her.

“Actually, I have a dream. The Duke of Edgar is a terrible villain!”

He is not the hero, but the villain?

As soon as she realized that she had misinterpreted the role, she decided to get away from Nocton.

“Let’s not meet anymore.”

But the villain’s reaction was strange.

“Don’t go. You’ve always been special to me.”

She was suspicious of his sudden change of attitude.

Will she able to get rid of Nocton safely?

I Became the Tyrant's Secretary

I became the secretary of a tyrant in place of my clumsy brother to survive.

But I have so much potential for it. I’m so darn good at my job. Because I served the tyrant so well, ‘Everyone has a happy ending’.

Well then, shall I quit being a secretary and live a leisurely life now?

“Rosaline, tell me what you want.” He asked as he stepped down from his chair.

“I want to quit.”

His eyebrows twitched slightly.

“Do you want to die?”

Your highness, you never hold on to people who want to leave, so why’re you being like this to me?

Seduce the Villainess Father

After being in a bus crash, I woke up to the world of my favourite web novel.

Not only that, It was before the protagonists were born, to their parents’ world!

To stop the incoming multiple bad events.

I tried to prevent the kidnapping of the sister who is pregnant with the female lead!

But I got kidnapped instead?!

It's depressing to be kidnapped, but my body couldn't handle the mana and became a sunfish-like state

But... if I am next to the emperor who kidnapped me, my body becomes normal!

Right! The way to save that man from marrying a witch and getting killed by his son, and for someone who is vulnerable to mana such as myself to live, is for us to get married!

The Villains Savior

Set on a path to tragedy and misfortune from a young age, Aseph Randell is doomed to die a villain. That is, until the mysterious Elzay Tiathe appears in his life with a promise: "I can save you." After having vivid visions of him for so long, can Elzay untangle the twisted fate tied to Aseph... or will they both be dragged down together?

Contemporary Manhwa/Manga:

Night Crying Crow

This woman; who is she?

If something was action, it'd be action. If something was romance, it’d be romance. The A-list actor Cheon Woo Kang, who's great at every (genre), had his heart stolen away by an unknown woman who’d broken into his house!

“We'll meet again.~"

Woo Kang contracted an over imaginative illness as he drew the woman, whose name he didn't even know. In front of Woo Kang, she reappeared as the police officer Park Tae... Could the shadow of the crisis that appeared in front of them be a coincidence?

Raise wa Tanin ga Ii

Yoshino Somei would have been a normal high-schooler if not for the fact that she is the granddaughter of the leader of the Osaka-based Somei Group, the Kansai region's largest yakuza organization. One day, Yoshino hurries home after hearing of the news about the unification of Kansai and Kanto's biggest syndicates, the Somei and the Miyama groups. This, according to the article, will result in a marriage of the leaders' grandchildren—one of whom is Yoshino herself! Despite her best efforts to annul the arrangement, Yoshino has to go to Tokyo to visit her fiancé, Kirishima Miyama, who is unexpectedly nice and charming.

During their first meeting, Yoshino is swept up in various events and becomes unable to refuse moving to Tokyo, which is why, half a year later, she now lives with the Miyama group. At school, she soon realizes that Kirishima is very popular, so her relationship with him garners the hate of his fangirls and subsequently results in bullying. To make matters worse, Kirishima could not be further away from her prince charming since he, after all, was born to be a yakuza member.

Raise wa Tanin ga Ii follows Yoshino and her new life in Tokyo that is filled with nothing but troubles connected to the underworld. However, though she wishes to be as far from it as possible, this isn't Yoshino's first time dealing with the world of the Yakuza...

Positively Yours

To Hee-won’s dismay, the BFF she crushed on and her other BFF are now dating! Seriously bummed, Hee-won decides to go wild just one time, and find solace with a handsome stranger. A very satisfying one night affair has now turned into more — she’s pregnant! Fate brings them together again, and now the regimented Doo-joon is determined to do the right thing and marry her. But they’re basically strangers! Except... their bodies have been very intimately acquainted. What’s this mother-to-be to do?

True Beauty

After binge-watching beauty videos online, a shy comic book fan masters the art of makeup and sees her social standing skyrocket as she becomes her school’s prettiest pretty girl overnight. But will her elite status be short-lived? How long can she keep her real self a secret? And what about that cute boy who knows her secret?

Cheese In the Trap

Hong Sul is a ordinary college student. Yoo Jung is the school's most popular upperclass man. He's good looking, rich, smart, and even nice. However, Hong Sul thinks there's more to Yoo Jung than what meets the eye…

SPY x FAMILY

The master spy codenamed has spent his days on undercover missions, all for the dream of a better world. But one day, he receives a particularly difficult new order from command. For his mission, he must form a temporary family and start a new life?! A Spy/Action/Comedy about a one-of-a-kind family!

Doppio Senso (18+)

“What are you thinking about?”

“I’m thinking about a guy.”

KyungHyun stopped in the middle of a deep kiss and sighed. His lips began to form a smile, but his fierce glare said otherwise. Possessiveness and jealousy spread across his sculpted face.

“Will you tell me his name?”

His easygoing and languid voice reached her ears.

“Why?”

“So that I can shoot him down.”

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blccded · 2 years

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Eris stans rise up

Are we entering our stan war era?

#IS THIS GOOD VS EVIL #ask #interactive fiction #interactive novel #blccded #blue-blooded #blue blooded

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bookofmirth · 3 years

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Hi! I’m an Elriel, but I have a totally legitimate question that I’m hoping you’ll clear up for me!

So if you don’t think Gwyn is a lightsinger (which I’m pretty sure you don’t and that’s totally your prerogative), why do you think Sarah invests so much time and specific, descriptive language into depicting Gwyn a certain way and especially when she’s singing? Just that there’s mentions of Nesta feeling entranced, of Gwyn glowing (which is repeated a bunch) etc.

Is it just that you think Gwyn has autumn court powers, or that she really is just THAT good at singing 😅?

Looking forward to reading your answer, thanks for taking the time!

Hi! Sorry this took a few days, I knew I was going to write a long response and I was doing a readathon last weekend. 🥰 Also I hope the fandom isn’t getting you down. 😬

Short answer - Nesta really likes music and most of the main characters glow at some point in the series. Sometimes we can read the story at face value, especially since sjm tends to use the same metaphors and descriptions across multiple contexts. Occam’s razor tells us that the simplest explanation of things is usually the right one, and I think that really needs to be applied to a lot of the readings of this series because sjm is Not That Deep.

Longer answer:

I think the Nesta and Gwyn singing thing is easily explained by the fact that Nesta stans music in general. It’s something huge that we learned about her in acosf - she used music in much the same way that she used alcohol and sex, and if you listen to a choir or chanting irl, it’s mesmerizing. It’s beautiful. The main difference re: music, alcohol, and sex, is that Nesta has always loved music (and dancing) and so that’s why the gift Cassian got her was so great. It was personal to her as a character.

Here are some examples of Nesta’s connection to music (in multiple contexts, not just in relation to Gwyn) (also the word music is used 81 times):

Sex, music, and drink she’d learned this past year - all of it helped.

That thing deep in Nesta stirred, but she ignored it, pushed it down as best she could without the distraction of music or sex or wine.

“Yes,” Elain said. “She was trained in dance from a very young age. She loves it, and music. Not in the way I enjoy a waltz or gavotte, but in the way that performers make an art of it. Nesta could bring an entire ballroom to a halt when she danced with someone.”

But what Feyre does with paint, that’s what Nesta did with music and dance.

(Nesta to Gwyn) “It’s a long story, and not one worth telling, but through it all, I picked taverns and pleasure halls to frequent because of the music. I’ve always loved music.”

(same scene) “The drinking, the males, I don’t miss any of it. But the music... that I miss.”

And then Gwyn invites Nesta to come listen to the singing. Occam’s razor = Gwyn saw that her friend was in pain and missed something that she loved, and offered her a chance to experience it again. It’s after this that Nesta ends up unintentionally scrying to find the harp, and it makes sense that music is what would help her with that because she uses it to forget her anxieties (see: the first two quotes above).

I was going to do a full meta on the use of the word “glow” in acosf, but when I did a search in my ebook it came up 64 times 💀 Some examples, and I tried to vary the uses I found:

immortal glow radiating from Elain’s fair skin

Amren’s eyes glowed, a remnant of the power that once burned inside her

Rhys’s violet eyes glowed

his siphons glowing

Gwyn’s hair seemed to glow brighter with her song

“do you know that your eyes glow when your power rises to the surface?” (Cassian to Nesta)

Elain had been glowing the next morning

Gwyn lowered her hands, noted the lack of glowing power in Nesta’s eyes, and sighed in relief.

And inch by inch, fresh steel glowed - truly glowed, like moonlight lay within the metal

Her eyes practically glowed in the dimness (Nesta)

No grey fire glowed in her eyes (also Nesta)

His grin was brighter than the glowing siphon (Cassian)

One small lantern glowed, faintly illuminating

Nesta seemed to glow with the attention

Eris’ eyes gleamed with wanton desire, as he drank in Nesta’s smile, the glow about her

And as a side note, in acowar (I believe? someone correct me if I’m wrong) Lucien’s hair is also described as glowing when he gets upset. I think it’s when he and Feyre are escaping the Spring Court.

Another side note, Feyre, Nesta, and Elain are all described as glowing during and after sex.

So what I get from this, in this mini meta, is that “glow” is used in two ways:

to show that something is going on with fae powers,

or as literal description of light

While yes, Gwyn is described as glowing, the word is used most often to describe Nesta’s eyes glowing, although Lucien, Rhys, Amren, Elain, Cassian, and Feyre all glow at some point as well, and more than once. That alone points to it being maybe about fae power, but if we were to say that Gwyn glowing = lightsinger, then what does it mean when all these other characters glow?

Occam’s razor = Nesta is super into music, nearly all the characters glow when their powers are acting up.

The idea of lightsingers is cool, especially if it were used to complement or contrast shadowsingers. But then their description in acosf is.... creepy af. And there isn’t any description of glowing (or singing!) as being inherent to their power. I don’t think anyone has ever suggested that Azriel, as a shadowsinger, tortures his victims with... song? Or lures them with song?

My main thing with analysis of certain words or phrases is that they need to be applied across the board. If we’re going to say that use of a word is super important in one context, then it should be looked at in all contexts. That’s when it becomes a theme, and so looking at the word (or phrase, or idea) across contexts can tell us what the theme is. For example, discussion of Az’s shadows should include every instance of them being described for the full picture to emerge. I think there are other examples that make people think Gwyn is a lightsinger but glowing and music aren’t enough because when looking at the broader context and use of those words 1) there is way more evidence to show that Nesta was being influenced not by Gwyn’s “power” but more by her own preference for music, and 2) If we’re going to say glowing is a lightsinger thing then almost everyone in the books is a lightsinger.

I hope this makes sense! Sorry this got long, I like to cover all my bases.

#anon #acotar #acosf #gwyn #gwyneth berdara #nesta #lightsinger #it's fine as a headcanon!#I don't think it's supported by the text

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Things I want to see in the future of MHA

(not just post-war stuff, but also the entire series. Some of these are kinda self-indulgent)

1. Endeavor and Hawks’ judgment

I honestly don’t know if I want to see them punished or pardoned. I’m interested in both of those so I’ll just trust Horikoshi on that one. But anyways, there’s no way they aren’t getting shit for this.

2. Whatever the ‘fake heroes’ are gonna do after this

Going back to Stain’s ideology about fake heroes. I agree with parts of it, there are a lot of people that become heroes without the conviction. They get into it by treating it the same way as any other office job, not as a mission to be well, heroes. But I don’t agree that they should be killed or eliminated. Being a hero for money isn’t inherently a bad thing, it’s when you let greed take over you to the point that you forget what it means to be a hero. Some of those ‘fake heroes’ like Mt. Lady who was originally in it for the fame and money have grown to become real heroes. Others who really have zero conviction, will probably quit after facing this amount of despair, like the guy in chapter 296.

3. The Todoroki family’s image

How will everyone else see the victims of the situation, Natsuo, Fuyumi, Rei and Shoto after this? Especially Shoto. Now that his past is out in the public, that will probably affect his future as a pro. Would his classmates and peers see him or treat him differently after this? Like out of pity or sympathy?

4. The public’s backlash in general

How will the public start viewing not just Endeavor, Hawks, and the Todoroki family, but all heroes? Will they lose faith in heroes? We know they kinda already are when UA had a lot of backlash when Bakugo was kidnapped. UA as well, will it get shut down?

5. Bakudeku’s talk

I don’t think their relationship is actually gonna stay the same after this whole ‘my body moved on its own because I care for you and wanted to save you so I just got stabbed and risked my life for you and even told you to stop trying to be so selfless and do everything by yourself’ thing. All Might also did foreshadow that they were gonna talk soon. Maybe we could get the long awaited Bakugo apology scene ? Though it feels way too soon. And if Hori feeds us Bakudekus even more I think we’re just gonna combust.

5. Deku’s character development

His mindset and view of the world will probably be way darker and even more serious after this. I also want to see how Bakugo getting hurt for his sake and saying “don’t play hero all by yourself” will affect him. We know that he has decided to become a hero that wouldn’t make anyone worry about him when he had a flashback of his mom crying and being worried for him. He decided that the solution to that is to be stronger, but now maybe he can learn that selflessness doesn’t necessarily mean that he has to carry all the weight by himself. But then there’s the 4th user’s quirk that will probably push him to be even more selfless.

6. Ochako’s development

Please please PLEASE let this girl have more development. The way her fight against Toga ended, and her seeing the grievous side of being a hero? Probably a set up for her development.

7. Basically the rest of the kids’ development?

Obviously it’s not just the people involved in the fight against Shigaraki, or Ochako that are gonna view the world differently after this. I wanna see how they will deal with this. Kirishima and Mina will probably be some of the highlights. Also Momo, since Midnight meant a lot to her when she was the one that trusted Momo to lead their classes in the battle against Gigantomachia.

8. Aizawa and Present Mic dealing with Midnight’s death

Those two are especially highlighted amongst all of the other UA staff members because they have a past with her, as shown in vigilantes. We saw their anger and sadness about Shirakumo, what more when it comes to Midnight?

9. The villains dealing with their losses

Yes, know Toga went on a rampage after Twice’s death, but how will she and deal with it in the long run? How about losing Mr. Compress? How will Shigaraki react to both of those, and having the other Paranormal Liberation Front members like Geten captured? Not just emotionally, but how about the loss in terms of strength and power?

10. Prison break arc

People have been talking about this for years, maybe ever since we knew All for One was only imprisoned and not killed. We’ll probably see it happen next chapter. Will it cause the public to lose even more faith in the hero system? How will it affect the villains? Will AFO be their boss now, or will they resist him and stay loyal to Shigaraki?

11. All for One vs Shigaraki

Related to the previous point. We know Shigaraki really doesn’t want AFO bossing him around. They’ll probably have a fight. Maybe Deku and Shigaraki vs AFO? Then they’ll go back to fighting each other once the common threat is gone. This doesn’t feel very likely, but it could be a way of interpreting Deku’s “you looked like you needed saving” at the end of chapter 295.

11. Deku’s arms?

I don’t know if I want him to lose them and get prosthetics, or get healed by Eri. It would be great to see him experience a major loss, but ability-wise and emotionally? Not so good for him, though that’s kinda the point. Also he might not be able to use OFA in his arms anymore and I kinda don’t wanna see that. Even if he can, will he be able to use it at 100%? So far, we’ve seen that the level of technology in MHA aren’t enough to withstand 100%

12. Deku mastering One for All

I wanna see him consistently use 100% without injuring himself. I want to see him do more with black whip, float and the fourth user’s quirk. I’m also curious about the other three quirks left.

13. Power buff for everyone else

I kinda don’t wanna see the MC getting so ahead of everyone else, to the point that they leave everyone else in the dust. But I know that it’s been established way earlier on that Deku will surpass everyone in terms of strength. Even now, Bakugo, one of the strongest in Class 1-A could barely catch up with 30% OFA. But from his internal dialogue in chapter 293, I’m guessing he already had a quirk evolution when he saw Deku at the verge of death. I want to see more details on that though.

14. Everyone else’s reaction to Bakugo’s sacrifice

It’s gonna be a big thing for his character and all, but I don’t think this is gonna happen because of well, everything else being a mess. But maybe at least All Might’s?

15. Deku’s father

I don’t want him to be a really big famous, important figure, or someone involved in this whole AFO vs OFA stuff. It will kinda ruin Deku’s character of like, ‘just an ordinary boy that was lucky and so his character arc is to be worthy of that blessing’. If Deku’s father was someone like that, that would mean he was the fated or chosen one in the first place anyways? But what else can Deku’s dad be? I honestly don’t know.

16. All Might’s death

I see so many people complain that he should’ve died in Kamino, but I disagree because saving that big moment for later was actually a good decision. We know he’s gonna die, he has death flags everywhere. But I wonder how exactly he will die, when he will die, and how big of an impact his death will have.

17. The final battle

As in, the last battle of the entire series. Deku vs Shigaraki rematch, Ochako vs Toga, Shoto vs Dabi. And for Bakugo, well...... he doesn’t really have a villain nemesis? (Huh maybe I’ll talk about that some other time) But the best I could think of right now is Bakugo and Deku vs Shigaraki, like in Heroes Rising. If the Heroes Rising ending was the original series ending, maybe Hori was hinting that Bakugo and Deku will be fighting the final boss together?

18. Bakugo and Deku as a hero duo

Related to the previous point. Shipping lenses aside, I think there’s plenty of foreshadowing for that? Even if they wouldn’t officially be hero partners, I’m guessing they’re both gonna be important pillars. “Win to save, save to win”

19. The ending

I want to see how they will fix the broken hero society. I want to see Class 1-A as wonderful heroes. I want satisfying closure for the villains as well. What I don’t want to see is everyone getting married and having kids like Naruto, and those kids being the characters for a sequel series. I’m sorry but as much as I like a lot of the ships, I think that’s probably one of the worst endings possible. But a next generation sequel actually wouldn’t be that bad if the main characters were the established kid characters we already know and love, Eri, Kota, Katsuma and Mahoro. We can see through them how the new hero system/society works, and maybe all the smaller subtle stuff that they still need to patch up. Other than that, I don’t think there’s anything else good about it.

20. Deku becoming the greatest hero

Also very much related to the previous point but I only remembered it afterwards. We know it’s gonna happen, but how? Also notice that while Bakugo always says ‘number one hero’, Deku always just says ‘greatest hero’, which kinda aren’t the same thing. Maybe it’s just cuz I’m a Bakugo stan, but I don’t think it’s a good idea to just let the rival characters be content with number two? Either ‘Bakugo is the number one in ranking while Deku is the greatest hero’, or ‘Deku is the greatest and number one hero but their rivalry hasn’t ended and it’s a push-pull’ thing. Or just kill one of them (cough Bakugo cough) and it’ll be fine.

21. Other people finding out about OFA

I don't think it's going to stay a secret between Deku, Bakugo and All Might anymore. At the very least, the people involved in the fight against Shigaraki, like Shoto, Aizawa and Endeavor should be given an explanation on why Shigaraki was targeting Deku in particular. At worst, it becomes public news and Deku will now have to deal with a much a greater pressure of everyone expecting him to take up All Might's mantle. I'd rather go with the former, but the latter is also interesting I guess. Or if not those, they'd have to come up with a really good excuse.

Anyways that’s all I can think of for now? There’s probably way more at the back of my head. I’ll just edit whenever.

#mha chapter 296 #bnha chapter 296 #mha #my hero academia #bnha #bakudeku #bkdk #deku #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #uraraka ochako #todoroki shouto #todoroki family is screwed #endeavor and hawks #just random ramblings #mha theories #well not really but kinda

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Let me put my clown makeup on real quick.

I see your Vassian and I like it, but what if instead of Vassa and Jurian, we get Vassa and Eris? 👀

WAAAIIIITT. YOU MIGHT BE ONTO SOMETHING, ANON.

both are in positions of power and are (likely) to be rulers by the end of the series, neither has had a good father figure, eris is constantly abused by his father and vassa was betrayed by her sister queens....

omg imagine them uniting the mortal realms and the autumn court through a political marriage..... and eris is kinda opposed to it but vassa is 100% like 🙅‍♀️ nope! so she has to be... persuaded into it. it may or may not be bc eris decided to introduce her to his dogs and promised that as his wife she'd be allowed to do with them as she pleased. this, of course, leads to vassa dressing them up in cute dog clothes and having all 12 of them share her/their bed.

it's all well and good until one day vassa notices just how attractive her fae husband is, damn the fae for not having an ugly one amongst them. so, she's curious to see how well their fires play together.... eris, as we've established cannot very well say no to his wife, now can he? long story short, let's just say a few rooms end up incinerated after their activities.

ALRIGHT. I AM YEARNING.

VAERIS STANS RISE! 🔥🥵👑🍂

#my only issue is they're both redheads so it's hard to tell which one is the hottest in the relationship :/#ok but for real im actually into this......#i want to write this but 👀#acosf spoilers #a court of silver flames spoilers #acotar #vassa #eris vanserra #vaeris #YES theyre getting a tag #asks #anonymous

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ao3feed-dadzawa · 4 years

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And We'll Take What Comes

And We'll Take What Comes by bruhskatt

"What's this one?"

"That one is the Easter Bunny. He comes out every year on Easter to hide eggs so kids can go around to find them."

"Are they like gifts?"

"Yeah, you could say that."

"Oh,"

Shouta watches as Eri continues to gaze the Easter page of her Holiday Guardian book, a present from Hizashi because according to him,it's our duty as educators to teach the little bean all about the wonders of childhood holiday figures, Shouta, now teach!

He didn't mind it, mainly because it gives him an excuse to not do any paperwork and relax in his apartment without any of his problem children giving him gray hairs every few minutes. Seeing Eri's face light up at the sight of Santa Claus in all his potbellied, bearded glory is just a bonus.

Snapshots of Eri learning to be a child with Aizawa trying to get the hang of this guardianship business.

Words: 7480, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Class 1-A (mentioned very very vaguely), Shinsou Hitoshi, U.A. Faculty (for like..a split second)

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Eri, Eri & Shinsou Hitoshi

Additional Tags: Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Cute Eri, it's Dadzawa Time yALL, we stan found family in this house, no beta we die like deku's bones, My Hero Academia: Heroes: Rising Spoilers, sorta - Freeform, Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Manga Spoilers, i guess??, shinsou and eri bonding over cats, chapter 282 does not exist. i do not see it, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Christmas Fluff too i guess, My First Work in This Fandom, hoo boi, Fluff and Angst, dadzawa spoils eri and we love that for her, i'll update the other 2 chapters later. i'm tired lol

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26796409

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Dadzawa #♦#Aizawa Shouta #Yamada Hizashi #Kayama Nemuri #Eri #R:G #A:Bruhskatt #Dadzawa #Fluff #Angst

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fallen-gravity · 4 years

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Fightin’ Back Chapter 5

Chapter Notes: Heeeere’s Sock Opera! Clocking in at over 5k, this is the bulkiest chapter in the entire fic, and if the final one following this ends up even longer I'll be officially terrified of the power I have. This time around this chapter's dedicated to @eri-descent, because her works were a huge inspiration and drive for this chapter.

Bit of a content warning in this chapter for mentions and references to past child abuse. Not in regards to Dipper or Mabel, but there are quite a few nods to Filbrick sprinkled in this chapter. Fuck him.

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“Seriously, I need to go to the hospital”

“Pssh,” Mabel waves a dismissive hand. “I’m sure that’s just the haven’t-slept-in-three-days-and-haven’t-eaten-in-eighteen-hours talking. Nothing a little ordering a pizza can’t fix, right Grunkle Stan?”

“No promises,” Stan quips, and stands from his charred theater seat. “Theater folks are probably already planning on charging me for your little fireworks stunt. What kind of caretaker would that make me if I bought you pizza after all of that?”

“Uh, a fun one?”

Stan blinks. “You know? You’re absolutely right.” he stuffs his camcorder into his suit jacket. “C’mon, if we book it now these theater jerks’ll never be able to catch our plate in time”

“See?” Mabel turns back to Dipper. “What’d I tell you? Pizza solves everything”.

Dipper blinks very slowly. “Actually…” he places a hand covered in cuts gently over his stomach. “Pizza does sound really good right now”

“Great!” Mabel beams, and starts half-skipping towards the small staircase attached to the side of the stage. “First one back to the car gets shotgun!”

“Mabel, you know running is the last thing I’m capable of doing right now” Dipper follows sluggishly behind. “If anything I should be getting carried to the car, in case I-”

Stan’s just quick enough to turn back towards Dipper to see his eyes roll into the back of his head. He only has one foot on the step below where he’d just been standing, but Stan isn’t taking any chances. He just barely hears Mabel’s horrified “Dipper?” before he rushes forward to catch Dipper as he faints. Stan’s relieved that Dipper’s head smacks into his arm, rather than the floor or the stage, but adjusts him in his arms so his neck won’t hurt when he wakes up again.

“Dipper?” Mabel chimes in again, and she’s by Stan’s side in a moment. When she catches sight of Dipper’s paling face and gently closed eyes, her breath audibly hitches in her throat. “Dipper, can you hear me?” she shouts towards her brother’s unconscious body, but keeps her arms glued to her side like she’s afraid he’ll shatter if she touches him. Instead, she places a hand on Stan’s arm, and when he meets her gaze there are tears building in his eyes.

“I thought he was exaggerating! I thought for sure it was because he hadn’t slept, because we both fell from the catwalk in the cake prop and I walked it off fine, I should’ve listened to him the first time he told me something was up and needed my help, because now he could be hurt or worse, and-”

“Hey,” Stan takes a knee and places a gentle hand on Mabel’s shoulder the best he can. “He’s gonna be okay. Probably just passed out from exhaustion like you were saying earlier. You see his chest rising and falling like that? Just means he’s sleeping. Think it could be a good idea to bring him to the hospital, since, uh, that was a pretty far drop, but it’s just precautionary, okay?”

She sniffles. “Okay”

He gently taps her shoulder since his arms are too preoccupied to rustle up her hair, and he stands to his feet. Just as he’s about to head towards the door, though, another thought comes to him. “One more question, okay, sweetie?”

“Yeah?”

“This have anything to do with that spooky journal? I couldn’t help but notice he was chasing you around stage trying to take it from you”.

Her shoulders tense, which is good enough an answer without her even opening her mouth.

“Look, I’m not gonna be mad, okay? Dipper and I talked about this earlier. I’m not gonna take it away if you say yes. I just wanna know the severity of what we’re dealing with here. Don’t even gotta specify which monster it was, if you don’t wanna”

She buries her mouth into the neck of her sweater, and for a moment Stan’s sure she’s not going to answer. He adjusts Dipper in his arms again to prevent him from slipping, but just as he’s about to walk away again she murmurs the quietest yes he’s ever heard.

“Okay,” he sighs. “Okay. We can work with this. Just means he’ll probably be staying for a few hours instead of a quick checkup, okay? Let’s get him to the car”

Mabel squirms a little bit, like there’s something she still isn’t telling him, but she squashes that down and gives him a half-smile. “Okay.”

The walk to the parking lot isn’t a very long one, but Stan swears it’s the longest the three of them have ever gone without speaking a single word all summer. Sure, Stan will give some of the credit to the fact that Dipper’s currently passed out in his arms, but every other time that he and Mabel have been alone together this summer she’s talked his ears off for nearly an hour straight.

Not that he’s complaining! He wouldn’t want anyone else to blabber his ears off about things he doesn’t understand. But right now Mabel isn’t speaking a single word. She’s staring at Dipper passed out in his arms like a hawk, like she’s at the ready to catch him if as much as his arm slips out of place. Once they’re back at the car, she opens the back door for Stan to help Dipper inside, and won’t even climb in herself until she’s sure Dipper looks comfortable.

When Stan climbs into the driver’s seat and adjusts the rear view mirror, he notices that Mabel’s shifted in her seat so Dipper can lie against her to prevent him from falling over and smacking his face into the seat. Stan smiles, and rolls his eyes at the pair as he pulls out of the parking lot.

About a minute passes before Stan hears the sound of even more shifting around from the back seat, and a tired, raspy voice.

“Grunkle Stan?” Dipper slurs, and blinks slowly two times. “Wha happen? Where are we?” he places a head to his forehead. “Why am I so dizzy?”

“There you are, kiddo” Stan lowers the rear view mirror so Dipper can see his face better. “Mabel and I were worried sick over when you were gonna wake up”

“Wake...up?” Dipper repeats, like he’s processing each of the words individually. His face pales. “Did I pass out? What day is it? What year is it?”

“Whoa, whoa, let’s not get you worked up and passing out again. It’s only been a few minutes. You passed out walking to the car from Mabel’s puppet show. We’re driving you to the hospital to check and see if you’ve got a concussion or anything”

“Ugh,” Dipper moans. “Good thinking. I already feel like I’m about to pass out again”

Stan smirks. “Yeah, well, your sister’s right there. Pass out all you want. But if you even start feeling a little nauseous, you’re telling me so I can pull over. I’m not letting anyone blow chunks all over my baby” he taps the dashboard of the car affectionately. Dipper groans again, and leans against Mabel, smushing his face into her shoulder.

“Got it,” he mumbles, and his voice is muffled by the fabric of Mabel’s sweater. His eyes close again, but thankfully this time Stan doesn’t notice them rolling into the back of his head, which means he probably closed them voluntarily to stop the car from spinning. The sound of his breathing increasing in volume concerns Stan for a moment, but when he double checks through the mirror and just sees that he fell asleep, Stan sighs in relief.

Dipper’s real lucky he decided to faint after the show ended, rather than before, because if they’d left the theater just ten minutes prior they would've been stuck in dinner rush traffic for at least an hour. Thankfully, though, all of that’s passed, and since everyone who came to see Mabel’s show left much earlier than they did, the drive to the hospital is a quick and smooth one.

“You think you can walk in on your own, bro-bro?” Mabel asks as he unclicks herself. “There’s no way I’m letting you in there without me either way, but say the word and I’ll piggyback you in there myself”

Dipper’s laugh is weak but genuine. “I don’t think they’ll let either of us in if you tried that, Mabel”

“Oh boo,” she pouts. “We never get to use the piggyback maneuver”

He laughs again. “I’ll tell you what, if they don’t make me stay here overnight, we can use the piggyback maneuver to get out of here” Dipper offers out his hand, and Mabel beams as she takes it in her own.

“It’s a deal!”

Stan clears his throat. “I appreciate the enthusiasm about getting out of here as quickly as possible, but if we don’t get inside soon they’ll make him stay over just for checking him in too late, which means charging us more for no reason, which nobody wants.”

“...Right, sorry” Dipper mumbles, and stumbles out of the car. Mabel’s beside him in an instant, throwing an arm around his shoulder to help support his balance. He reciprocates the gesture, and the two of them hobble towards the entrance behind Stan. Luck must really be on their side tonight, because there’s not much of a wait in the waiting room lobby of the hospital, either.

Upon noticing both of the children behind him hobbling in slowly, the receptionist stands to her feet. And maybe it’s Stan’s eyes playing tricks on him, but he swears that she’s staring daggers into him for a moment before she reaches into her desk to pull out an admission form.

“Alright, who are you checking in?”

“The boy,” Stan gestures with his thumb towards Dipper behind him. “His sister’s fine, she’s just helping him walk so he doesn’t pass out”

The receptionist doesn’t respond. She scribbles something down on the paper.

“Where’s the worst of his injuries?”

Uh.

Stan glances back towards the twins. Dipper’s standing on his own now. He shrugs his shoulders, immediately regrets that decision, and tentatively rubs at his shoulders in a gentle motion. Stan tugs at his collar.

“Nowhere. Uh, I mean, no, he didn’t have time to specify where. Soon as he passed out uh, at home, I drove him right over here”

She doesn’t seem to like that answer either. Her mouth forms into a thin, tight line, and she scribbles an even longer sentence down on her paperwork.

“Did you find him passed out, or did you see how he hurt himself?”

Stan’s not sure the last time he’s felt this interrogated by someone who wasn’t a police officer. These are standard hospital entry questions, he knows, but there’s something...off about the way this lady is questioning him.

“Uh, yeah. He, uh…”

He what? He fell 15 feet from a theater catwalk? He hasn’t slept in three days? He was attacked by some monster he found in the middle of the woods, because he got too caught up in reading a spooky journal he found lying around whose author disappeared under mysterious circumstances?

“He fell down the stairs! Kid’s so sensitive, he fainted at the sight of his own blood”

“I see…” the receptionist’s expression remains stone old, until she clicks her pen and places it down in front of her. “Mind if I talk to the kid? I need to ask him a few questions too”

“Uh, sure” Dipper replies from behind him, and steps forward to stand beside Stan.

“Date of birth?”

“August thirty-first, nineteen ninety-nine”

“Cause of injury?”

Dipper doesn’t hesitate. “It’s like my uncle said. I fell down the stairs”

“Name?”

“Dipper Pines”

She shakes her head. “I said your name, not your nickname”

Dipper shares a very brief, very confused glance with Stan. “I...just told you. It’s Dipper Pines.”

She audibly sighs, pinching at the bridge of her nose. “Listen, kid, I don’t have time to joke around. There are hundreds of other patients in this hospital, and I don’t appreciate you taking my time away from them because you won’t give me your real-”

“He’s not joking” Stan interrupts her before she can finish that sentence. “And I don’t appreciate you trying to tell my nephew what his name is or isn’t. If he insists that his name is Dipper Pines, that means his name is Dipper Pines”

She’s staring daggers into him again, before she sighs and sits back down in her swivel chair. She rolls herself over to the computer where she prints out Dipper’s wristband for him, and gestures towards the hallway to the left of the lobby. “Alright, then, Pines family, come with me”

She leads them down a fair number of different hallways until she brings them to a room with a single bed in it. Dipper is quick to climb into the bed and under the covers, and Mabel is equally quick to pull up a chair beside him. She leans in real close to whisper something to him, something Stan can’t hear, but the journal is unmistakable when she pulls it out from under her sweater and slides it under his pillow.

Stan can’t help but smile.

Those kids never change, do they?

“Don’t get too comfortable,” the receptionist says, once she looks up from her clipboard and notices that Dipper’s already lying in bed. “I have to go submit this paperwork, but a nurse is gonna come by and take you to radiology so they can give you an X-ray and check for any fractures or breaks, okay?”

Dipper sits up, his hair somehow already affected with bedhead. “Okay”

Just as the receptionist turns heel to leave, Stan speaks up as well. “And, uh, I’m gonna run to the cafeteria to get some coffee. I’ll be right back”

He follows the receptionist out of the room, and just as they’re out of ear and eyeshot of the twins, he taps her on the shoulder. “Hey, mind if we talk?”

“Mister Pines, I don’t have time for this”.

“It’ll be quick, I promise,” he says, and removes his fez to demonstrate the sincerity of the statement.

She sighs, but tucks the clipboard under her arm and leans against the wall. “Fine. What do you need?”

Stan fidgets with the tassels of his fez.

“I know what you’re insinuating”

“What?”

“I know what you’re insinuating about the kid. Look, I know the injuries look bad, and the story doesn’t make any sense, but I promise that it’s not what you think it is. Those kids’ parents trusted me over any of their other relatives to take care of them for the summer. They’ve been staying with me for a little under two months now.”

Stan’s not typically an anxious person, not in the least. But even the thought that the hospital could let one bad lie slip and send the kids back to California by tomorrow terrifies him to his very core.

“I love those kids in that room more than anything else in the world. I’m getting older and don’t have much, but those two are the light of my life. I’m not the kind to go around telling strangers my life story, but I need you to understand that I’d never do anything to hurt them. I’ve been through that wringer enough times myself to never wish that kind of treatment on anybody.”

There’s a deafening silence, as she reads his face like she’s searching for a lie.

“Please,” he murmurs, even though the word still makes his chest burn.

She sighs, taking another glance at her clipboard. “It checks out. I could see you three talking in the parking lot before you came in. He seems perfectly happy. I’m so sorry I was being so accusatory.”

Stan waves a dismissive hand as he puts his fez back on. “Eh, I’ve been accused of a lot of things” he shrugs, and reaches into his coat pocket for a wallet. “But just so we’re clear, this conversation never happened” he pulls a fifty out, and gestures vaguely towards her clipboard. “And that never happened either. You let any misinformation on that clipboard slip and I’m suing the hospital for malpractice.”

Her face pales. “Understood,” she replies, swiping the fifty from him before starting her way back to reception.

Stan watches her go for a few moments, just to be sure that she’s not going back on her words, before he turns heel and heads towards the arrows pointing out the cafeteria. With all the adrenaline from driving Dipper over and checking him in gone, Stan’s finally come to the realization that he hasn’t eaten in a few hours.

He knows, realistically, that he can’t leave the kids alone in that hospital room for long. But Stan also knows how hospitals work, and how they can only bring so many meals to so many patients so quickly. He’s not even sure he remembers the last time he saw Dipper eating anything in the past few days, and he knows if they try poking his arms with shot needles and IVs without any food in him the kid’s gonna black out for sure.

As he’s passing the fridge full of cold sandwiches on the way to the coffee machine, Stan grabs the thickest ham and cheese sandwich he can find, and a bag of barbecue chips from the rack beside it. Beside the coffee dispensers is a small display of wrapped baked sweets, and once he picks out a toffee brownie and makes himself an extra-large cup of coffee, he hauls his load over to the checkout.

“Long day?” The cafeteria employee asks.

“More like a long week” Stan replies, pulling his wallet out of his pocket again. “Most of this stuff’s for my nephew, though. Poor kid hasn’t gotten to eat all day”

“Yeah, hospitals will do that to some people” they reply as they punch their numbers into the cash register. The screen dings with the total amount. “Hope he gets better soon”

Stan grabs his haul in one arm and drops the money on the counter in the other. “I’m hoping too,” he says, and without another word he’s on his way back to the kids’ room. He gently shoves the door open with his shoulder, and when he turns to hand Dipper his food, he notices that he’s fast asleep in the bed with the journal opened face down at the foot of his bed.

“How’s he doing?” Stan asks as he takes the seat beside Mabel. “He pass out again?”

“Nah,” Mabel shrugs. “Finally convinced ol Dipdop to take a nap. Willing to bet this being his first time in a bed in over twenty four hours also had something to do with it too”

Stan laughs, taking a sip from his coffee. “Nice try, kiddo. But the nurse is coming by to take him to his X-ray in about five minutes, so it won’t be much of one”

“Oh, boo” Mabel crosses her arms. “I was so sure that he’d be out long enough to sneak him out and bring him home early”

Stan laughs again, and there’s a light knocking on the door as a nurse walks in. The noise startles Dipper awake, and he sits up, stretching his arms. “Am I all done? Are we going home?” he asks, and his voice is groggy from his short nap.

“Fraid not, kiddo” Stan replies, reaching a hand over to ruffle up his already messy hair. “You still gotta go and do your X-ray and sit through a bunch of boring tests first. Could still be a few hours”

Dipper flops back against the pillow, groaning the same way he would if Stan had just asked him to clean out the attic. Stan chuckles, but the nurse clears her throat before he can say anything in return.

“I don’t mean to rush you two out of the room, but we really have to move things along”, she says, tapping at her wrist. “If you could wait in the waiting room we’ll gladly call you back in when he’s all done”.

Mabel’s the first to jump from her seat, grabbing the journal from Dipper’s bed on her way out the door. The walk back to the waiting room is a near silent one, and at first sight of a chair she climbs on board and hugs her knees to her chest. Reaching under her sweater, she pulls out Journal 3, and holds that close to her chest as well.

If he looks close enough, her hands look like they’re trembling.

Stan takes a seat beside her. “Something on your mind, sweetie?”

Her face flushes pink, and she buries her mouth into the collar of her sweater. “Grunkle Stan?” she pauses a moment to turn her pleading brown eyes towards him. “Is Dipper going to be okay?”

Stan blinks. “Of course he is, sweetie. What makes you ask that?”

Her blush darkens, and she buries herself even further in her sweater.

“I mean…” she twiddles with her fingers. “Dipper and I have gotten hurt a bunch of times fighting the supernatural over the summer, and this is the only time either of us have been hospitalized for it?” She hugs the journal even closer. “I just...I can’t imagine why that would be unless all those times were okay, and this time we messed up real bad and I underestimated how he was feeling”

Now Stan’s the one blushing, because he can imagine exactly why they hadn’t taken a single trip to the hospital since arriving.

When Dipper came back to the shack from the woods the first afternoon the twins had arrived, Stan was the one who patched up his cuts and cleaned up his scratches. When he’d come home from supposedly getting into a fight with one of Wendy’s friends, Stan had been the one to give him some home remedy tips he’d had left over from his boxing days. Even when he’d just had a bad day, and didn’t need any medical attention at all, it was Stan who intervened.

If Dipper hadn’t passed out walking out to the car, Stan wonders if he’d come to him for help this time around, too.

“I’m sure he’ll be better than okay, sweetheart. You said it yourself. You and him have been fighting these monsters all summer and you’ve walked away from them fine.” Stan smiles. “Matter of fact-” he starts, fully intent on telling her everything, but before he can get another word out the nurse from before pokes her head from around the corner.

“Pines family?”

Stan and Mabel jump to their feet at the same time. “How is he?” they ask, also in perfect synchrony.

“He’s fine, just resting in his room while he waits for his x-ray results. I told him he could have the time to rest up by himself, but he insisted that I come back because he wants to talk to you guys instead,” she rolls her eyes, but she’s smiling. “You really ought to fix that sleeping schedule of his fixed”

“Trust me,” Mabel says. “I’ve been trying to get him to work on that for years”.

When they get back into the room, Dipper’s sitting up in the bed munching on the bag of barbecue chips, with the half-opened sandwich pack sitting on his chest.

“Hey, buddy” Stan waves a hello before he reaches to open the sandwich for him. “How are you feeling?”

“Tired,” Dipper groans, and takes a giant bite out of the fattest part of his sandwich. “Starving”

“Yeah, we didn’t need the hospital to tell us that. How did the tests go?”

“Oh,” Dipper replies through a mouthful of sandwich, and wipes some excess honey mustard off of his face with his now-bandaged wrist. “They didn’t think they saw anything, but they’re gonna give me stitches so my cuts won’t reopen”

Mabel frowns. “Are they gonna make you stay overnight?”

“Nah,” Dipper shrugs. “Just for a few hours. If the rest of it really is paperwork, I’m gonna try to sneak in a nap or three before then”

The same nurse comes knocking on the wall again. “Sorry, one more time.” She says, and when she comes inside she’s followed in by a doctor. “I’m sure he’s already told you, but all we have to do now is stitch up some of those cuts, and then he should be good to go” she flips through the stack of papers in her hand. “There’s nothing in the x-ray that could indicate breaks or fractures, so the only follow up you’ll need is to have the stitches removed in a few weeks.”

She checks her wristwatch. “A lot of patients prefer to be alone when they get stitches so they don’t get too fidgety and distracted, so I’m going to have to ask you to leave one more time. I think the cafeteria should still be open for another half an hour if you wanted to grab food. I’m more than sure he’ll be all done by the time you finish eating”

Despite Stan being in the cafeteria just a few minutes before, it seems much quieter now. He’s willing to chalk that up to the fact that he’d been in a hurry and probably also going into sensory overload from all of the uncertainty of Dipper’s condition. But now that they’re certain he’s coming home tonight, and they don’t have to sit in the waiting room anymore, Stan can feel every last nerve in his body relaxing at once.

He turns to Mabel, holding out a five dollar bill. “Here you go, sweetie, buy yourself something nice”.

“Five dollars?” Mabel snatches the bill from him, beaming. “I’m rich! I’m gonna buy one of everything!” She squeals, and bounces off towards the kitchen. Stan smiles as he watches her go.

The list of things he’d do for these kids is endless, he swears.

He finds a table to finish off his coffee and his toffee brownie, and soon enough Mabel comes slinking slowly out of the kitchen with a large bowl of soup, moving like she’s afraid that if she drops the bowl it’s gonna flood out the entire cafeteria and lead them all to their brothy demise, or something.

Stan’s chest warms at the thought.

“Hey!” she grins once she sits down. “Sorry that took so long. They told me I could take the rest of the soup since they were shutting it down for the night and I may have gone a little cray-cray with it”

Stan chuckles, dismissing the comment altogether, until she rolls up her sleeves to eat and she notices that her arms are spotted with bruises and scratches, too.

“Hey, uh…mind if I take a look at those?” he gestures to her arms. “Might save us a trip if you need stitches from falling from the catwalk, too”

“Oh, uh…” she hesitates, rubbing at her arms for a moment. “...sure!” she half-smiles, and rolls up her sleeves before offering her arms to him. He takes them gently in his hands, turning them over to check for any deep cuts or splinters.

“Mmm, doesn’t look to me like you’re gonna need stitches, but some lotion and a bandage or two couldn’t hurt. Should still have some of both left over in the car if you don’t feel like waiting until we get home”

“Left over from what?” Mabel cocks her head to the side, but before Stan can even open his mouth to respond, her eyes go wide and she gasps in realization.

“Grunkle Stan, have you been the one taking care of Dipper all this time?”

He leans back in his chair, laughing. “What, have you been thinking that all this time Dipper’s been taking care of himself? Kid wouldn’t be able to win a fight against a punching bag if his life depended on-”

He’s cut off by Mabel nearly knocking him off his chair in a hug.

“Grunkle Stan, you big softie!” she squeals, and his cheek flush pink as he pats her head in response.

“Yeah, yeah, okay” he rolls his eyes to divert eye contact. “How’s about you finish up that soup so we can head back and bring your brother home? I’m sure he’d much rather fall asleep in his own bed then in that stuffy old hospital bed”

“Okay!” she grins, pulling herself away from the hug. “I don’t think anyone can realistically finish this much soup in one sitting, though, so I’m just gonna smuggle this out to the car in a to-go cup so I can eat it in bed later”

“Hah!” Stan ruffles her hair. “That’s my girl.” He stands to his feet and stretches his back. “But seriously, we have to leave before it gets too late. Apparently it’s “illegal” for me to drive too close to the town border after midnight, whatever that means”

She snickers, moving to grab a to-go cup from the coffee dispensers near the entrance. “Before we head back to Dipper’s room, though, you think I can stop over to the vending machine? He mentioned wanting a candy bar when you went to get your coffee, but I think you were too far away to hear it. Do you mind?” she holds out her hand for another dollar bill, and Stan swears if anyone else on the planet kept asking him for money he’d just laugh in their face.

But…if she runs off to the lobby, that means that he could have a moment alone with Dipper. Stan wants answers about what happened today, and Mabel’s not budging.

“Fine,” he grumbles, reaching into his wallet for a single dollar bill. “But only one.”

She beams, taking the bill from him and sprinting her way down the hallway. “Thanks Grunkle Stan!” she yells after him, waving a hand in the air. He smiles after her, and once she’s out of his sight he shoves his hands in his pockets and starts making his way back to Dipper’s room.

When he knocks on Dipper’s door and invites himself in, he’s sipping from a plastic cup of ice water. “Where’s Mabel?”

“Raiding the vending machine for you. How’d all this go?”

Dipper’s cheeks flush. “Well, uh, it was going great! It was going so well when they came in the room and started talking to me, but, uh…” he takes another sip of his water and evades eye contact. “…I blacked out as soon as the needle hit my skin, so they had to wake me up and bring me some water so it wouldn’t happen again”

Stan snorts. “Yeah, well, maybe if you didn’t keep running around picking fights with monsters six times your size, you wouldn’t need stitches in the first place”

Dipper frowns into his plastic cup, and murmurs something that Stan can’t hear.

Stan raises an eyebrow. “Come again?”

“I said it wasn’t like that,” Dipper murmurs, nervously crinkling with his cup. “I-I mean, in the past, sure, maybe, but it really wasn’t this time! All that was happening was that I got too caught up in my research trying to figure out the password for the laptop we found last week, and I couldn’t bring myself to hurt Mabel’s feelings and ignore her project to work on it during the day, so I ended up spending at least four nights straight trying to solve it at night, and the night before the show I tried moving up to the roof so she wouldn’t wake up, but then I-”

“Whoa, whoa, back up. What laptop?”

Dipper’s cheeks burn red. “D-did I say laptop? I, uh, I meant the journal! We were investigating the journal”

Stan sighs, scrubbing his hands down his face. “Dips, what did I tell you about keeping these kinds of secrets from me? I don’t care if you found a laptop, or a game station, I don’t even care if you found Bigfoot. I’m not gonna take it away from you and lock it up forever. I want you to tell me these things because I need to know if it’s something you need protecting from. I’d never forgive myself if anything serious ever happened to both of you because you kept me in the dark one time too many. I shouldn’t have to be asking your sister how you got hurt while we’re driving to the hospital.”

Dipper’s face is flush with embarrassment. “I…” he says, staring down at his hands. “You’re right. I’m sorry”

Stan sighs. “Look, I know I’m not the gentlest person you know. I know a lot of these townsfolk think I’m crooked. But I don’t want you to feel bad about this, okay? I guess I just must’ve inherited some of the tough talk from my dad”

He nearly flinches at the comparison, but he buries that down for a conversation at another time.

“I love you kids. You know that, right? All I wanna do is keep you safe”.

Dipper painstakingly pushes himself up into a sitting position, and reaches for Stan to wrap his arms around him in a hug. “I know,” he sighs, and if he hadn’t been hugging the kid back, Stan’s sure he wouldn’t have been able to hear him murmur “We love you too.”

#gravity falls #my writing #stan pines #dipper pines #team brawn

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Nickname: Eru! or maybe Eri?

Zodiac: I'm a gemini! An introverted gemini ayyee

Height: 5'0 1/2. (yes, the 1/2 matters 😌)

Languages: English and Tagalog! (i could speak Bisaya when I was younger tho!)

Nationality: Filipino but like with a little bit of Chinese ancestry?

Favourite season: Rainy seasons because we don't have winter here smh 😤

Favourite flower: Sunflowers! They're so bright and pretty! I also love red roses, they were my favorite flowers when I was younger!

Favourite scent: I really love the smell of lemon grass? same with the smell of tea! (does those even count?)

Favourite colour: Black! I really like yellow too! Pastel pink, blue and lavender are one of my faves as well!

Favourite animal: I love flamingos. I don't even know why, I just love them!

Favourite fictional character: Oh no mfjskskskdjjd my world basically revolves around fictional characters now!

If I have to narrow it down, it would be Tsumugi Tsukioka from A3! (hence the username) and Dazai Osamu from Bungou Stray Dogs.

Coffee, tea or hot chocolate: Tea. I've always loved tea! I like drinking hot choco on cold days though. I mostly drink coffee now because of the need to stay awake yikes.

Average hours sleep: On school days, it varies between 30 minutes to 2 hours. If I'm lucky, I get 3-5. On weekends? Oh boy expect me to sleep like a log for 8-10 hours.

Cat or dog: Both! I love floof balls!

Number of blankets you sleep with: I can't sleep without a blanket T^T I'd say maybe one or two?

Dream trip: Hmm I don't really know? Does concerts of my favorite bands count?

Followers: I'm nearing 50! I know for some it's not a lot but for me, it's already overwhelming! 50 people? That follow me? Thank you so much, you guys!

A random fact: I can't choose between these three so have all of them!

English isn't my first language! I learned English by watching too much YouTube as a child! (Yup, there was a phase where I wanted to be a YouTuber lmao)

I hate seeing the sun rise. (or maybe I just don't like being reminded that I stayed up all night again?)

I am a night owl! My most productive hours are around 9pm to 3am!

Tagging: Just wanna let you guys know, you don't have to do it if you don't wanna! This is just for fun! 😊

anyways, tagging @nervwrecked @claudeleth @lukanene @newtie-14 @chaospansexual @batsybeauty @currywaifu @usui-masumi-stan @sleepy-ruri @itaroon

Thank you for reading!

(ik I haven't talked to some of u yet but you guys seem like pretty cool and nice people! I love all of your blogs content!)

#personal #tag game #ayeeee #i rambled on too much jdjfjsksks yikes

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thepoetlillies · 4 years

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Eris - An Original Short Story

Writing Prompt: Turn one of the last texts you sent into a story

Selected Text Conversation:

Me: A truly chaotic goddess xx

Friend: We stan xx

Word Count: 1,573

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Pagan Gods. Each civilization possesses those ancient beings that used to be praised with the creation and preservation of the world. As science evolved, these gods were dismissed. Simply disregarded as myths. Tall tales of great beings who controlled all aspects of life, told by the ancient worlds as an explanation for something previously unexplainable. Until what science can currently perceive decided that Gods were an impossible fantasy, pushing them out in favour of the contemporary state of technology.

Nevertheless, they continue to roam, their immortality unwavering.

They each assume various identities, learning to move around every few years, once their everlasting appearance becomes suspicious to the mortal eye. They used to get away with their immortal looks, people were too stressed with plagues and whatnot to really notice, and those who did notice didn’t exactly have time to care. Following 1963 however, they’ve learnt to not stay put too long, seeing as Aphrodite was prosecuted for witchcraft in colonial Massachusetts.

You’d probably get concerned if your lovely young neighbour Mary hadn’t aged in a decade too.

Inevitably, some remain more obvious than others, like lightning storms following Dave From Accounting wherever he goes. However, mortality has a habit of ignoring this, turning a blind eye so as to not disturb their habitual routines. No one would ever really notice, not unless they went looking for it which not many people do anymore.

Some people still go searching for some of the more notable gods and goddesses, typically by those modern witches whose shrines and alters offer gifts aiming to please their chosen deity.

Though there are some who manage to roam completely undetected. Even if they entertain certain antics and habits, they are downright disregarded despite their ability to leave behind immense shadows of mayhem.

Eris, unsurprisingly, flawlessly fits the latter category, being the Greek Goddess of Strife, Discord, Chaos and all. Her powers just finished up their riots in a quaint, little spa town known as Harrogate, leaving the city in complete and utter pandemonium before shadowing her arrival in York. The local market utterly oblivious to her presence. For now.

The mundanity of the market is observed from a nearby cafe. The raised countertop and stools provide the ideal view through the floor-to-ceiling windows, allowing the willowy figure to survey the public.

Various women charge through the market, scouring the stalls for their weekly purchases as though the announcement of nuclear war was just broadcasted. Other women simply wander through, looking at that, looking at this. The echoing of “ooh should I? Well go on then! I’ll treat myself, shall I?” floats throughout Parliament Street for hours.

There were men who stand with shoulders so pushed back and chins so raised, their masculinity begins to shake as they desperately seek confirmation that they are worthy men while purchasing seeds for their garden. And there were men who embraced their excitement about the local farmer’s market. Both varieties of masculinity equal in worth, as both varieties of women were too.

Despite the differing types of people, everything was harmonious. A calm before the storm, if you will. The customers worked in tandem with the shopkeepers, ensuring that everyone received their household needs and wants as they received their wages. Each face of each individual adorned a smile as they gazed at the beautiful assortments of goods offered by each stall owner. It was its very own ecosystem, consistent of producers, consumers, and the essential-yet-invisible decomposers. Though it was about to be hit by a merciless storm of acid rain: Storm Eris.

She raised from her stool in that peaceful cafe, frayed skirt hem grazing her bony ankles as she floated towards the door. Her aura, a violent swarm of crimson and ebony, attacked the ivory-painted door frame as she drifted across the threshold into her unsuspecting target.

Though completely unaware, the market’s crowd parted like the Red Sea as though Eris was their Moses. Except for the fact that she was there to ravage their relaxing Sunday afternoon, and, well, not emancipate the Israelites from slavery in Egypt. Not unless the fresh fruit and vegetables were planning a tyrannical uprising against the consumers.

As she strolled across the cobblestone road, the sky began to darken. She wished In nearly any other country, the mortals recognised it as a bad omen and would typically disperse but this was the United Kingdom so all it produced were a few murmurs, a couple chuckles and perhaps a grumble.

Her delicate-but-strong, bare feet stepped on each cobblestone with purpose yet with a very precise, calculated choice to display no discernible pattern in her strides, her pace, even her stance time seemed completely and utterly regular. However, to anyone who knew her, this was a warning. Her own subtle way of alerting any of her fellow immortals that may be lurking, not that she would necessarily admit to it.

Long toes gripped the hook of the raised pavement as she rose onto it, remaining planted in front of her destination. A smirk only worthy of the devil graced her features as her scheme was about to unfold. The slender figure all but sauntered towards a sweet handmade jewellery stall.

The stall was situated in a large canvas tent, the cream material already stained with the steadily drizzling rain. Puddles built up on the roof before penetrating the canvas, erratically spilling Adam’s ale on passersby. A beautifully intricate sign had been suspended above the kiosk’s ingress. It was almost reminiscent of a shop sign in a medieval kingdom, being hand-carved oak with hand-painted images of gemstones. Rubies, emeralds, sapphires all honoured by the fine oil painting’s rendition of their beauty, making the stall irresistible to those who pass. That is, until an aggressive surge of rain flooded over the front of the tent, washing away the gorgeous artwork that had been on display above the entrance to the jeweller’s until it looked like a toddler’s murderscene of an expensive coffee table. What was an alluring jewellery kiosk just a few moments ago, was now a precedent to the chaos about to be unleashed on the entire marketplace. Torn canvas and what rather resembled dishwater had replaced the once-stunning store with miserable ruins.

Her tall stature and thin frame aided her as she glided through the uneven aisles like a phantom, bestowing a sombre aura wherever she went. Even though she is a goddess, she was still somehow the only thing to ever wander through a marketplace tent without bumping into or getting caught on the broken edges of the crappy plastic fold-up tables and chairs that solely exist for markets and primary school summer festivals. Who even makes them? Do they just spawn into existence as soon as anyone mentions a bake sale? I digress.

The now-disgruntled customers were too rattled to comprehend the silhouette’s exhilarated spirit as it bounded throughout the stall, implementing disaster at each turn. Befuddled eyes darted around the tent as lanterns suddenly exploded, sending scolding fragments of glass every which way, whatever hadn’t landed on the floor or tables imbedding itself in the skin of unlucky shoppers. Not a second after that, the furniture began to rise. Swirling into its own unpredictable tornado, the plastic units crashed into each other as bodies were slammed into the flimsy tent walls before landing on the cold cobblestone. Subsequently, the ground began to shake violently. An impossibly strong earthquake emerged throughout the bazaar; the earth’s song had been sung, echoing not dissimilarly to a machiavellian villain’s maniacal laugh, and the town’s fate had been sealed.

From there, her storm grew with stealth. Clouds rallying together, their anticipation mutating into ammunition, until Eris unleashed her fury against the undeserving world. But the mortals were oblivious to their fate. Grey whirlpools lurched across the skies as vengeful bolts pierced the ground, sparks scorching stories onto the earth. Soulless smoke pervaded the once-blue atmosphere, leaving an abhorrent sight in its place. Unbeknownst to the ecosystem, it gradually transformed into a perilous wasteland until the acidic showers began to pour. The bitter torrent was unrelenting as throbbing blisters began to litter each unfortunate creature and sulfur dioxide permeated the air until it had polluted every last lung.

Beneath the fog and dirt lies the gasping population, desperately searching for even one breath of clean air to soothe the searing pain pervading their lungs before their ultimate demise. A pale face raised, hunting for an answer to the many questions overflowing from her mind. Her plump face gazed through the mist but was only met with portraits depicting excruciating pain that undoubtedly mirrored her own and the soundtrack of groans heavy with suffering. That was until the gloom shifted, revealing the one figure still standing. They stood in the exact core of the marketplace but their visage was unidentifiable. The only thing that could be determined was that this figure was in no way human, but here it didn’t matter if they acknowledged her immortality anymore; nobody would survive to recount the story of this massacre so nobody would survive to expose the truth of eternal life. The town, like many others had and would become, was left ravished by the chaos that demands for inescapable death. Thus, the Gods lived on and on and on, and anyone who ever knew of their existence was cursed with the fact that they would take that forbidden knowledge to their premature graves.

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Hi!

I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! I’ll be honest when I say it ended up going in a totally different direction than I had originally planned but anyway. This isn’t my best work but I’m still proud of it!

(also, just in case, please can nobody steal this or do anything without crediting me. I don’t think anyone will, I’m just being cautious really, sorry)

Thank You

Amy J. xx

thepoetlillies

#writing #writers #writblr #free write #excerpt from a story i'll never write #short story #author #authors #eris #writing practice #writing prompt #literature #literary #i'm sorry #i'm trying my best #yay

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purgatoryandme · 4 years

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If it's ok to ask. What's your top 10 fave characters for boku no hero?

Totally chill question to ask! Top 10 for their writing/characterizations are1) Todoroki (has the best and most consistent character arc, none of his big personality shifts happen off-screen)

2) Shinsou (compelling AND satisfying character arc despite how infrequently we see him, brings much needed counterpoints to flashier forms of heroism so I look forward to seeing him more)

3) Kirishima (best backstory, consistently ties into his current struggles and characterization, is genuinely just so sweet and try-hard and I love him)

4) Inko (despite being largely used in a comedic fashion, Inko really represents the helplessness a lot of non-heroes are forced to feel in this society in the movies + manga. Actually an incredibly strong woman in her support of Izuku and how sorry she is about not being able to support him before. I feel like an aside about her would perform really well in the story and could really world-build)

5) Stain (STRONG intro, strong motivations, literally the best fight in the manga, the closest we’ve gotten to a proper bit of moral conflict in the story, brought a massive dose of character growth with him hoo boy)

6) Mirio (served his purpose in the story really well, IDGAF if people think he’s bland - his incredibly self-contained desire to turn an oddball Quirk into something unstoppable and his focus on SAVING people makes his character really impactful against the backdrop of competitive hero students with flashy abilities + his disinterest in taking All Might’s power / considering that a disservice to himself is really !!!! it’s novel in the universe and very refreshing. Stan Mirio 2k20 - his character arc in the Overhaul arc was cliche but also very satisfying)

7-10) In no specific order, Inasa, Natsuo, Nedzu, and Kota.

Top 10 for the characters themselves and how much I enjoy them/their potential1) Uraraka (sweethearted powerhouse, totally shameless about needing money over morals, wants to be a RESCUE HERRRROOOOOOOOO)

2) Todoroki (more Todo plz!)

3) Midoriya (if we could just…please…….get back to the Quirkless angle……..the potential of that story arc…..god….)

4) All Might (literally first half BNHA All Might is a mess of a man with so many internal conflicts and an incredibly interesting in its absence private life. Also: Quirkless angle. Plz)

5) Iida (the most rigidly moralistic character…tried to murder someone. I need more of that. I need more of Iida in conflict because whenever conflict arises he goes hog wild in the most unexpected directions and I LOVE it)

6) Stain (listen I just…need more of Stain he propelled the plot so far forward)

7) Eri (you could be……so much…………..those powers are so rad, your relationship with two of the top rising heroes could be so interesting, your trauma could be so much more explored……plz)

8) Aizawa (if we could just pick one characterization of him and run with it???? That’s be super rad???? Practically Quirkless, renders others Quirkless, is an underground hero, works with vigilantes…so cool)

9) Dabi (you’ve got so much potential, bb. If only your characterization…didn’t deviate so wildly depending on where you gotta be in the plot…..)

10) Gang Orca (look at this man! Look at him! I want to know more about him!!!! Love that character design and that people think he’s scary!)

#reply #bnha

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makeste · 5 years

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Index of BnHA Stuff (Essays/Metas/Misc.) (old version)

this is part two of my giant index of all my BnHA chapter recaps, essays, and so forth (see part one for more on why I split them up). the other indexes are linked below.

index of the indexes:

manga recaps (no spoilers)

essays/metas/misc.

anime recaps/other anime stuff

fic recs

manga recaps cont. (spoilers)

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part two of the index (essays, metas, and so forth) is below the cut.

(ETA: this is the original version of my bnha meta index! it is not sorted by category, and is in chronological posting order with both spoiler and non-spoiler posts. I’m keeping the post up because I know some people have it saved for reference, but moving forward all new metas will be added to my two new indexes instead:

essays/metas/misc (no spoilers)

essays/metas/misc (spoilers)

this post is current to about chapter 277 or thereabouts. anyways, that’s all!)

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essays/metas/misc.:

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(tag: bnha meta)

(also please take note of posts marked with **manga spoilers**!)

BnHA Bonus Rant: Top 10 Anime Betrayals (a.k.a. who is the U.A. Traitor)

BnHA Bonus Rant #2: Dad for One (a.k.a. All for One is Deku’s dad)

Nighteye Deserved Better: The Essay

on superhero culture in BnHA, and Horikoshi’s concept of what makes a hero

and part 2 of the above, featuring a lot of rambling about Bakugou

the good, the bad, and the basement (a.k.a. my list of pros and cons of the Overhaul Arc) (this one has some very good replies from @elanorpam and @herongale (who I can’t tag for some reason) in the comments that are honestly more worth reading than my initial post lol)

BnHA Bonus Rant #3: “Kacchan”

BnHA Bonus Rant #4: Bakumom

top ten characters as of March 2019 (**manga spoilers**)

regarding the parallels and contrasts between Deku and Gentle

on fandom’s response to chapter 192 (**manga spoilers**)

on Endeavor and whether or not he can be redeemed (**manga spoilers**)

piecing together the whole Dabi thing and the Todoroki flashbacks (**manga spoilers**)

and an addendum to that which isn’t actually my meta (credit to @baezetsu) but is cool regardless so I’ll link it here (**manga spoilers**)

ranking of the class B kids’ quirks (**manga spoilers**)

weird theory post related to the you-know-whats from chapter 193 (**manga spoilers**)

my predictions for future arcs, as of chapter 228 or thereabouts (**manga spoilers**)

“could you do a meta about Bakugou’s expression in chapter 40?” (yes. yes I can)

the new BakuDeku status quo (**manga spoilers**)

“do you think Bakugou is unusually divisive for a shounen rival?”

Top 10 Favorite Bakugou Moments

on Shigaraki Tomura and whether or not he can be redeemed (**manga spoilers**)

U.A. Traitor Theory 2: Electric Boogaloo (**manga spoilers**)

favorite BnHA arcs ranked (**manga spoilers**)

“When there’s a wall before your eyes... you smile.” (a.k.a. my giant essay about Bakugou and winning) (**manga spoilers**)

BnHA Bonus Rant # 5: All for One for All (**manga spoilers**)

Top 10 Favorite Deku Moments (**manga spoilers, but tagged**)

“how do you feel about Izuku and Ochako’s romance in the story so far?” (**manga spoilers**)

"when you say Shigaraki will be ‘redeemed’, what exactly does that mean?” a.k.a. another essay about Tomura and whether or not he deserves redemption (**manga spoilers**)

“how do you think Bakugou feels about Izuku choosing ‘Deku’ as his hero name?”

on AFO and his intentions regarding his “heir” (**manga spoilers**)

Favorite BnHA OST Tracks

BnHA Bonus Diversion: Horikoshi’s Sketches

probably like my 500th rant about Deku and Kacchan and their confused relationship (**manga spoilers**)

some musing about the upcoming plot and a forthcoming character interaction (post-ch. 242) (**manga spoilers**)

a hero under construction (a.k.a. essay 700-b about Bakugou, this time specifically about him being a complete and utter shithead in the first chapter, and why he’s still my favorite anyway)

why Kaminari Denki is not the U.A. traitor (and why the traitor is actually Hagakure) (**manga spoilers**)

ITP: an incomplete but lovingly assembled list of people who have it out for my kid (a.k.a. my ranking of possible main antagonists for Bakugou) (**manga spoilers**)

some very brief metaing about chapter 244, the possible implications of Bakugou and Deku reading a certain book, and a potential storm looming on the horizon between Bakugou and a certain other character (**manga spoilers**)

“what I lack” (a.k.a. a chapter 247-prompted essay about Bakugou’s continuing journey as a person) (**manga spoilers**)

a quick meta about Bakugou’s lack of a tragic past, and why I think that’s important

what we could have been (a.k.a. an essay about the differences in Deku and Bakugou compared to All Might and Endeavor) (**manga spoilers**)

“what purpose does our strength serve?” (a.k.a. what Bakugou learned about himself in the latest arc, and what choice he may have settled on) (**manga spoilers**)

meta about what “Kacchan” would potentially mean as a hero name (**manga spoilers**)

some reactions to Horikoshi’s 12/22/19 interview with Cinema Today Japan, particularly his remarks about Bakugou

the mortifying ordeal of being known... and rejected (a.k.a. an essay about the importance of Bakugou and Deku’s bond and how Bakugou secretly fears losing it) (**manga spoilers**)

some predictions on who is & isn’t making it out of the latest arc (**manga spoilers**)

why I think a traitor plot would be good for Hagakure’s development (**manga spoilers**)

so, Heroes Rising (a.k.a. my thoughts on the second BnHA movie) (**manga spoilers**) (**spoilers for Heroes Rising**)

receive, and entrust (or, my rambling thoughts about That One Thing that happens at the end of Heroes Rising) (**manga spoilers**) (**and again, spoilers for Heroes Rising, obviously**)

some more thoughts about Hagakure being the traitor and even possibly being a certain someone’s sister (**manga spoilers**)

killing is not so easy as the innocent believe (a.k.a. a very misguided essay about Hawks lmao) (**manga spoilers**)

some rambling about legacies, and opening up, and All Might has two sons more at 11 (a.k.a. a discussion of Bakugou and Deku and their relationships with All Might) (**manga spoilers**)

a ranking of all the kids in U.A.’s first year by how likely they are to murder a bitch (**manga spoilers**)

my take on a certain someone’s hotly debated actions in chapter 266 (**manga spoilers**)

on Shigaraki Tomura and his motivations and current goals (**manga spoilers**)

some speculation about the role a certain recently-resurrected character might play in regards to the battle against Tomura (**manga spoilers**)

literally just a giant post of Bakugou faces

a series of posts about how short Dabi is (shh, he’s sensitive) - 01 - 02 - 03 - 04 (**manga spoilers**)

“what do you think about the sexualization of the girls in the anime/manga?” (**manga spoilers**)

“how do you feel about the anime changing things from the manga?”

some thoughts about the occasional sexualization of the boys in BnHA as opposed to the girls, and why the two things aren’t equivalent

a theory about Deku (and One for All)’s connection to All for One (**manga spoilers**)

“being a hero means protecting everyone” (or, my thoughts on Katsuki’s character growth as of chapter 274) (**manga spoilers**)

my thoughts on Shouto sometimes being left out of BKDK antics, and the TDBKDK dynamic and how it works in the series

“...just to protect you.” (a.k.a. "why Deku still hasn’t told anyone else about OFA”) (**manga spoilers**)

some brief musings on why I think [insert spoiler character] is going to lose their quirk (**manga spoilers**)

some more meta about why said character losing their quirk would kickstart some long-awaited character development (**manga spoilers**)

obstacles do not block the path -- they are the path (a.k.a. yet another meta about this person losing their quirk, and how the series has been foreshadowing it, and why I think it should happen) (**manga spoilers**)

a bit of a rant about the ratio of male to female characters in the series, and why Horikoshi had better not mess with the lady heroes we do have (**manga spoilers**)

some speculation on a certain character’s future role in the series after the injuries they sustained in chapters 267& 271 (**manga spoilers**)

some brief thoughts on the “Eri can just heal such and such” theories that crop up from time to time (**manga spoilers**)

quick rambly post about my initial thoughts on Bakugou and why I loved him from the start

needlessly long and tangent-y post about whether or not Bakugou should have any more angst in the series, feat. a comparison to various other characters’ traumas just for perspective (**manga spoilers**)

yet more meta about a certain character hypothetically becoming quirkless, and what kind of impact it might have on them, and how they would try to move forward (**manga spoilers**)

“do you think OFA’s secret should be shared with more than Bakugou?” (**manga spoilers**)

top ten characters as of July 2020 (**manga spoilers**)

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other people’s meta / meta back-and-forth:

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more essaying about AFO and whether or not he’s the final villain (thequietmanno1) (**manga spoilers**)

on Re-Destro and the source of the “stress” that fuels his quirk (thequietmanno1) (**manga spoilers**)

more discussion about BnHA 237, and the bystander effect (thequietmanno1) (**manga spoilers**)

some meta on chapter 236 regarding Kotaro, [redacted]’s quirk upgrade, and potential ways for AFO to continue tormenting the Shimuras in the future (thequietmanno1) (**manga spoilers**)

if you’re going to stan a villain, stan them as a villain (a.k.a. some musings on whether liking a character isn’t the same thing as endorsing all of their actions) (waywardhellhound) (**manga spoilers**)

a brief meta on what we know about Kacchan and Deku’s childhood friendship and them knowing each other since they were lil babbies (class1akids) (**manga spoilers**)

#bnha #boku no hero academia #makeste reads bnha #index #looking at this makes me think I should come up with a filing system just for bakugou essays #'bakugou essay 101 dash b'#I may or may not have a problem you guys #bnha meta

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