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emimothvine · 3 years
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Bakugou stans. We’ve won.
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emimothvine · 3 years
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“And really shitty at that.” SHHHHHH. NO. I LOVE THIS. SHUSH. That one panel where it zooms in on his eye is my favorite - it looks so badass, and I can literally hear the anime zing sound effect in the background.
@emimothvine is the one to come up with the incorrect quote, I just drew it. And really shitty at that. But I hope you like it! Especially you Emi. I would love some feedback on it.
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Lmao there's the 4th panel. And then the rest of it lol. Anyways, the paper was a bit crumpled when I was erasing but all in all I turned out fairly well!
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me reading fics centric around one character, making them OP, well-liked, etc: ew i hate this me reading the same type of fic abt bkg: talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, completely not ever been done before
PLEASE THIS IS LITERALLY ME
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emimothvine · 3 years
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wait. so is batman mother gothel ? but a good version ? :0
I DIDN’T THINK OF IT THAT WAY BUT LDKFJGLKFJHGFF FUCK. I love your mind.
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emimothvine · 3 years
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Batman kidnapping Bakugou after meeting him in the MHA universe and noticing his shitty home life. 
Bruce spends months trying to return home, and during that time, he somehow befriends the cocky little brat that is Bakugou Katsuki. The kid spends a lot of time alone on the street, after all, and Bruce doesn’t exactly have a place to stay either, so it kind of just happens.
And then one day Bakugou’s mom makes him walk across broken glass and throws him outside for the night yet again. Bakugou slipped multiple times, so he has cuts on his knees and his hands and even his face, not to mention the bloody mess that is the soles of his feet. Bruce finds him sobbing behind a box in a warehouse, trying to pick the glass out of his skin, and he decides that enough is enough. That child is coming with him.
Bakugou says goodbye to Deku in the hospital. Their relationship improved quite a bit after he met Bruce, so they’re pretty close. They’re lying together on the hospital bed when Bakugou tells Deku, “I love you. Don’t forget that, okay?”
And Deku doesn’t really get it, but his heart still swells all the same and he responds in that tearful way of his, “I love you too, Kacchan!” And as Bakugou drifts off to sleep, Deku whispers, “I’ll protect you. I promise.”
But he doesn’t get to protect him, because Bruce shows up in the middle of the night to take his Kacchan away. Deku wakes up just in time to see a shadowy figure glancing at him with piercing blue eyes, Kacchan’s tiny form cradled in his arms as he leaps out the window.
Bruce takes Bakugou to the woman he found that can help him return to his dimension. He takes the boy home, and he adopts his new son. 
Deku screams and sobs in that hospital bed, begging the world to give Kacchan back, you can’t take him, he’s my Kacchan. That’s my Kacchan. And when his mom finally drags him back to their small apartment, Deku’s resolve hardens into stone.
“I’m gonna be a hero,” he tells his mother with deadly promise. “I’m gonna be a hero, and I’m gonna find Kacchan, and I’m gonna bring him home.”
He’ll spend the rest of his life looking if he has to. Deku will be a hero, and he will save the boy he loves. 
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emimothvine · 3 years
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Midoriya, for the 347th time: My body moved on its own.
Bakugou, not breaking eye contact: *slowly raises Uno reverse card*
Midoriya: Put that away.
Bakugou: I can't, Deku. *slams down Uno reverse card* My body simply moved on its own.
Midoriya: You BASTARD-
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emimothvine · 3 years
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📂📂?!?!!
Spiky fluff for you!!
Bakugou and Monoma being low key besties but nobody realizes. Hear me out.
Monoma likes poking people until they explode, and Bakugou likes exploding annoying pieces of shit. Naturally they gravitate towards each other. After the fourth time Monoma goes out of his way to get on Bakugou’s nerves and stays for the aftermath, plus the second time Bakugou actively seeks out Monoma during joint training, they both come to a silent agreement: this is Their Thing now.
Basically whenever they’re feeling pissy, they just. Bully each other. For fun.
Monoma throws food at Bakugou during lunch, and Bakugou lets the rage build and gives him a swirlie during passing period. Bakugou shoves Monoma in a hallway, and Monoma writes mean, insensitive shit on his desk. It starts out pretty venomous, but before they know it, they’re acting like bratty siblings rather than actual enemies - i.e. no real harm meant, just two assholes letting off some steam. It’s a competition. They’re enjoying themselves, seeing how badly they can fuck with each other.
The only problem is that everybody else is left painfully unaware of their little arrangement.
Class 1B sees Monoma walk into class with scuffed clothes and his hair wet from toilet water. They see Bakugou target him aggressively during training, channeling the fibers of his middle school self and saying the absolute worst shit. They see how Monoma seems to expect it every single time, how he loses every single time, but still gives as good as he gets when it comes to the venom spewing from his lips.
Class 1A, meanwhile, hears all that venom. They hear it in the cafeteria, in the halls; they see it scrawled on Bakugou’s desk and on his locker. They watch as Monoma spits in Bakugou’s food, then throws his own at the boy’s head - and they watch as Bakugou does nothing. Just sits and takes the words and the spit and the shitty food projectiles, and sure, he blows up and yells and curses up a storm, but he doesn’t do anything. It’s like he’s just resigned himself to it.
They don’t realize that Bakugou isn’t just taking shit - he’s planning his own. Waiting for the opportune moment to screw that motherfucker over.
Instead, they see him at practice, attacking that yellow-haired prick with a vengeance, and they think Monoma deserves worse than that. That he deserves to be held accountable for his actions outside of training.
Needless to say, the rivalry between classes 1A and 1B reaches new heights, with both groups rallying around their respective asshole blondes. It gets to the point where Monoma can’t go to the restroom without a pseudo-bodyguard, and Bakugou can’t sit for more than two seconds without being aggressively snuggled.
(Legitimately. His squad glomps him when he sits to eat in the cafeteria, while he’s sitting on a bench during joint training, after he sits on his desk in the classroom. On the couch. Whenever. If they have the chance to hug and praise him, to erase what they can of the horrible words thrown at him every day, to show that he’s loved, they take that chance without hesitation.)
(No, Bakugou does not admit that he is both flustered and flattered by all the attention.)
(Yes, everyone notices.)
Deku and Todoroki have both turned into the human equivalents of hypervigilant guard dogs, and Uraraka isn’t far behind. If Tetsutetsu glares at Bakugou in the hallway, Hagakure is immediately there to trip his feet. Kouda may or may not have ordered a few squirrels to scuff up a few shit-talking 1B students. Monoma tries to throw a rice ball at Bakugou, and Satou responds with weaponized creme brulee.
It’s chaos, especially since class 1B responds in kind.
Meanwhile, Bakugou and Monoma obviously notice their classmates’ hostility. They keep trying to fuck with each other only to be intercepted by the opposing class, and it’s honestly getting on their nerves - Bakugou especially. Monoma realizes it eventually (and elects not to clear anything up with anyone because he’s a little shit), but Bakugou remains painfully oblivious to the fact that his classmates are trying to protect him and not simply getting really into the class rivalry for some reason.
And again, these boys are bratty siblings. They can talk shit about each other all they want, but at some point it became taboo for others to do the same. So whenever one of their classmates has the nerve to talk shit, both immediately jump to the other’s defense. It’s a clusterfuck. Everyone is confused and angry and protective. Deku thinks Bakugou is letting this happen out of a place of guilt and can’t fucking stand it, because he loves his Kacchan so much, and he thought this whole letting-himself-suffer-for-atonement thing was over but apparently not, and it’s just. It’s a mess.
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emimothvine · 3 years
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📂 please! :D 💕💞💓💗💖💘💝
Of course!
Warning: angst 
“Wait!”
Katsuki stumbled backwards, head jerking in the direction of the shout. He blinked.
It was raining. Warm droplets of water bit his cheeks and made his hair stick to his forehead. But that couldn’t be right; it was sunny just a minute ago. And wasn’t Katsuki inside? At a train station. He should be inside at a train station. Because his alarm didn’t go off this morning, and it was already past six, and he was going to be late for work.
Why was it raining? Why was it so warm?
“Katsuki.”
Katsuki frowned. He knew that voice, but - no. No, he didn’t. Who was speaking to him? Who was holding his wrist so tightly it almost hurt? Why was their voice so raw, like it was torn from their throat through shards of glass? 
The world wobbled, just a little, then blurred until his eyelids fluttered. It cleared moments later, and suddenly everything made sense.
Fuck. He had important shit to do, and here he was distracted by the fucking rain like a dumbass. Instinctually, his hand moved to fiddle with his watch, check the time.
Except it didn’t move. It was stuck. Because someone was grabbing his wrist. 
Katsuki startled, gaze snapping upwards.
It was a man. Tall, built like a fucking brick house. His hair was the most egregious shade of red Katsuki had ever seen, and his eyes were the color of fresh blood. He was holding Katsuki’s wrist like a lifeline, looking at him like his whole world was right there in front of him and just one crack away from shattering entirely. Katsuki realized, rather abruptly, that nearly his entire right half was tucked safely under the shelter of the stranger’s umbrella.
(But it was too small. Too thin. His head was exposed, and Katsuki didn’t know why that mattered, but it did.)
“Katsuki,” the man said. Pleaded. He sounded desperate.
How does he know my name?
Katsuki yanked his wrist away.
“What the fuck!” he spat. “Who the fuck are you?”
It was odd, truly, how the despair that broke across the man’s face at the words made Katsuki’s chest twinge.
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For context, this is inspired by that scene in Fantastic Beasts (spoilers) where that one dude walks into magical rain and forgets his friends and lover. Katsuki is a human, and the Bakusquad are various magical creatures. He got dragged into their Otherworld shit and fell in love with Kirishima. 
The scene takes place after they beat the big bad. The rain was summoned to erase the memories of the humans that witnessed everything. When it’s time for Bakugou to join them, he tells Kirishima he loves him. Kirishima freezes in shock, and Bakugou takes the silence as rejection.
It’s not. Kirishima is just terrified, because he’s heard the stories. Loving a human never ends well.
By the time Kirishima gets his brain to work and builds up the courage to say it back, it’s too late. 
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emimothvine · 3 years
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We may not be the strongest, but our immune systems are legendary among alien races. There is a saying: “if it makes a human sick it will kill you.”
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emimothvine · 3 years
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Wait wait wait, I'm behind on the leaks is there a reason why???
Oh absolutely. A level-headed, perfectly unbiased person might tell you that I'm overreacting. But I am very biased and unreasonably temperamental and therefore I say that what happened constitutes as betrayal of the highest order. 
Spoiler warning! 
Bakugou woke up alone in the hospital. The classmates that greeted him in later panels consisted of Hagakure, Satou, Mineta, and Sero. Ashido and Kirishima were absent, because they were busy visiting Todoroki, and now I'm mad at them. >:(
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emimothvine · 3 years
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I have henceforth decided to disown Kirishima Eijirou and Ashido Mina due to the events of manga chapter 298. They are hereby banned from the Bakusquad and all Bakusquad-related activities. The newly available slots will be filled by Hagakure Toru and Satou Rikidou in light of their (albeit recently discovered) inherent superiority. 
Additional changes are as follows: 
Sero Hanta has been promoted to the position of Bestie. 
Mineta Minoru has been promoted from Scum of the Earth to Scum of the Eastern Hemisphere. 
Kirishima Eijirou has been demoted to Extra. 
Ashido Mina has been demoted to Extra. 
Kaminari Denki requires further investigation and will be permitted to keep his position as Best Bro at the present time.
Designations will be reviewed, updated, and finalized once all current and former Bakusquad members have been located. Thank you for your patience.
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emimothvine · 3 years
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📂 I love your headcanons so much!!!
Thank <3 I hope you know that every time I see your username it makes me happy. 
TW: Mitsuki is a terrible fucking parent.
Every time Katsuki is forced to come back home for a visit, his mother decides to watch the news instead of her usual soap operas. Her favorite channel is one garnered towards young heroes and hero-hopefuls specifically, and she never fails to turn up the volume when they inevitably start talking shit about her son. He’s been one of their favorite topics ever since the sports festival, and Kamino only made it worse.
They call him unstable, volatile, and dangerous. They suggest that he went with the villains willingly and that he had a hand in All Might’s downfall. They spit poison and hate, claim to fear for the safety of those around him - and in the same breath they shove it under a guise of concern for his mental health. As if they didn’t just waste ten minutes verbally eviscerating his character.
Mitsuki likes to send him blog posts, too. And articles. She texts him links throughout the week, all written by either fake-worried parents or alleged “professionals.” It hurts him, having everything she says about him confirmed through writing. It feels like dozens of tiny needles slowly digging their way through his chest, into his heart.
He still reads all of it. Listens to everything they have to say. He doesn’t know why; he doesn’t want to see this - doesn’t even need to, really. He already knows he’s bad, knows what to expect with every familiar ping of his phone. But for some reason, there’s this thing in his gut, this pull urging him to look, look at that. It tells him to read and to re-read; to hear it all and see it all a hundred times over; to dissect every word.
When he’s home, it’s all she talks about outside of reprimands and strange, bipolar bullshit with his father. His father, who sits silently as she pokes and prods at everything that makes Katsuki bad and wrong; who tells him that she loves him. Wants what’s best for him. His father, who tells the prettiest lies.
(And her husband, too, whom she calls a pushover and a coward. Whom she scolds relentlessly for every mistake and every weakness, and then laughs at when he tries to change. Katsuki isn’t like Masaru. Katsuki won’t change a damn thing for her, no matter the hurt. He isn’t like Masaru, because cruelty is all she’s ever given him, and he refuses to fight for something that isn’t there.)
(No, he won’t seek her kindness or her affection. He doesn’t need something as superficial as his mother’s love to succeed.)
(And yet.)
(And yet he’ll never admit to the bitter ache he feels when he hears her tell Masaru she loves him.)
When Katsuki has the nerve to snap back, to match her loud volume, or (when he’s feeling particularly daring) to raise his voice first, she slaps him. But Katsuki doesn’t care - she smacks him all the time. What really gets under his skin is the question that follows, the “you gonna try to fuck me up like you did that gravity bitch at the festival?” Fuck, does it piss him off.
All of this, every word and hit and passive-aggressive taunt, her way of saying “See? The world agrees with me. You can’t be who you are and still be a hero.”
Katsuki refuses to believe the second part. But the first? Yeah. He’s a piece of shit. Makes sense that the world would hate him. He can’t say he likes himself much either.
...What Katsuki doesn’t realize is that Mitsuki’s sources are a load of bullshit.
That news channel? Filled with misogynists and homophobes and just about every brand of bigot out there. You’d be hard-pressed to find someone that actually takes them seriously - not in this day and age.
The blogs, the articles? She has to spend hours scrounging the internet to find people stupid enough to bash her son. And when she does, the comments are either filled with angry fans of his, or the comment section has been deleted entirely.
Katsuki doesn’t know that after the sports festival, UA went under fire from all directions. Furious parents, angry teenagers, various news outlets. The school was canceled on Twitter, and the hashtag was trending for a solid four weeks before the internet calmed the fuck down.
Then Kamino happened, and All Might fell. That one reporter that questioned Katsuki’s morality got demoted after a petition to have them fired received over a hundred thousand signatures. UA was canceled yet again, and it was even worse this time - because All Might’s fall is big news, and it was inevitable that its reach extended past Japanese borders. The whole world caught wind of All Might’s end, and with it the story of the boy who was stolen from right under the heroes’ noses. The infamous scene from the sports festival spilled across international borders, along with speculation that this was the reason villains targeted Katsuki in the first place.
And the fucking. Backlash. Good lord.
A couple thousand Katsuki stan accounts were created to go along with the dozens he had before, and anti-UA hashtags were trending in France and Russia for at least two days. UA ended up releasing a public apology for their actions at the sports festival and their negligence at the training camp (neither of which are seen by Katsuki, courtesy of his mother).
His classmates make jokes, sometimes, about all his “fans.” But Katsuki thinks they’re just that: jokes. He sees people staring at him on the street, and he assumes their looks come from a place of disgust. He knows that people are intimidated by him, but he doesn’t know that their trepidation goes hand-in-hand with their admiration - he’s powerful, to them, and he’s been through some shit. But he’s still standing tall and proud and unshakeable. He burns so brightly, and he has this air about him that makes you want him to like you, to be impressed by you - and that makes people nervous.
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That was way longer than I intended, what the fuck.
tl;dr Katsuki thinks that the public hates him way more than they actually do, and thus does not realize that half of Japan’s population (plus a small percentage of the rest of the world) hardcore stans his oblivious ass.
(He finally starts to figure it out when some douchebag on the train starts heckling him, and he stays quiet because he’s learned by now that lashing out will make it worse.)
(He does not expect an enraged five-year-old girl to show up out of nowhere and kick that motherfucker in the shin.)
(He also does not expect for half the train car to back her up. Loudly.)
(All he can do is stare in blatant astonishment as a crowd of complete strangers rises to his defense; as some random teenagers approach his gaping visage and tell him to ignore that bastard, that he doesn’t know what he’s talking about, that his opinion means shit.)
(And Katsuki doesn’t know what this is - if it’s pity, if he should be angry - but it makes his chest burn and his eyes sting and for once, he thinks, it’s okay. Doing nothing and watching in heart-wrenching astonishment - it’s all okay.)
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Sometimes I wish the bnha fandom was like the haikyuu fandom, just accepting stuff as long as it doesnt hurt others and leaving it at that. I want that so bad. Even the haikyuu fanon page on the fandom wiki thing states that we aren't toxic. Then there's bnha, but I still love it. Just wish it could be better.
Gods that sounds nice, same here. All the death threats and the antis and shit give me war flashbacks to my Voltron days, and I do NOT like thinking about that. People are insane.
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emimothvine · 3 years
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meanwhile on twitter
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emimothvine · 3 years
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Oh no it’s worse.
Plot twist Bakugou’s hero name is Bakubro.
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emimothvine · 3 years
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I read your Bakudeku v Izuocha ask and just. The idea that Horikoshi is deadass straight-baiting viewers is too beautiful to not consider.
I have not thought of it that way and now that you mention it, I will think of it in no other way except that. 
To have Hori straight-baiting a majority of his audience would be the ULTIMATE power move. 
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