#Because he is 100% a fucking loser and has to pick on kids
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Henry Bowers and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Summer
#He gets introduced as this big bad bully#And then consistently gets his ass kicked by a bunch of 10 year olds#We never see Henry interact with kids his own age except his little crew#Because he is 100% a fucking loser and has to pick on kids#Because somebody his own age could easily beat him up#Anyway currently at the apocalyptic rockfight segment and OBSESSED with the guidelines of child violence#Like that one kid telling Mike no fair when he closes the chainlink fence#Because he's operating on rules for this game Henry has long abandoned and it's so *screams*#I once watched a movie where two boys tied a small girl to a tree and tried to cut her hand to make them all blood brothers#And it's so!!!#The intricate rituals of violence/games between children#Like it's stuff adults obv wouldn’t do but it's okay to a kid's mind#As long as it doesn't cross some arbitrary rules#And it's just. I don't have words for it#Brain reads IT#(still)
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☆ How The Boxers Drive ☆
made this bc evil (im running out of excuses) this has been rotting in my queue for a while now
Glass Joe
- Really paranoid, i dont blame him cars are really flammable
- will panic if even one scratch gets on his car
- Just really careful with where he parks & when he parks
- if anything suspicious is on his windshield he'll panic because what if its used to mark him for something
-you know how moms go "slow down your gonna crash!!" if you speed up while driving? Yeah thats him
Von Kaiser
- unhinged driver, he'll go 50 kilometers a hour with the most bored expression ever
- put on your seatbelts because he loves to take sudden turns
- you have to hold on for dear life to anything because he doesnt understand what the words "slow down" means
- do not turn on the lights, just dont or he'll literally hiss at you
- driving like hes in a police chase, damn peepaw slow down
Disco Kid
- blasting his ears out + also going ridiculously fast
- you better hope the radio stops after a crash or you'll die to california girls
- doesnt do sudden turns thankfully
- drives even faster at nighttime, disco is really out for blood
- dont even bother honking at him, he cant hear you over his 92827298272 hour playlist
King Hippo
- he cant drive, what are you all on
- no literally, even if he could find a car to fit him, he still wouldnt be able to operate it
- too overwhelming for him anyways
- He gets carsick too easily
Piston Hondo
- actually responsible & obeys traffic laws (LIKE A LOSER!! BOO TOMATO TOMATO TOMATO RUN OVER PEOPLE INSTEAD!!)
- cant listen to music while driving, it just doesnt work for him
- if you honk at him he'll stare into your soul
- actually reading the road signs (LIKE A NERD!! BOO TOMATO TOMATO TOMATO THE LAW SUCKS)
- overall responsible driver
Great Tiger
- another driver from hell
- honks to communicate with people, at some point you'll have to consider ripping off the steering wheel or your ears
- blasting his music, he has damaged hearing because of that
- speed limits are for cowards,he'll gladly go 100 in a 30 zone
- reading road signs but not caring at all
Bear Hugger
- oh no.
- okay driver but wont shut up, bear we get it you shouldnt piss off or piss ON a moose you couldve ended it there
- eating snacks in the backseat makes him do the ultimate dad move™ (the hand thingy dads do when you eat snacks)
- "yeah you can push those to the side make yourself comfortable" as his backseat is filled with maple syrup bottles, a pair of moose antlers and the weirdest shit you can imagine, bear im really sure you dont need a entire ass stop sign
- doesnt speed but takes sudden turns way too often for your stomach to stay in one piece (can we get much higherrr, so highhh)
- also honks to communicate
Don Flamenco
- this fucking menace needs to be stopped
- He sings in the car, Don nobody needs to hear you sing poker face please dont crash
- unintentionally speeding, always 5 km over the speed limit
- holy shit he needs his license taken away
- He texts while driving, how worse can you get??
- you know "get in loser, we're going shopping."? yeah thats him whenever he comes to pick someone up
- Does more singing than driving
Aran Ryan
- wait what
- He actually obeys traffic laws & is okay with speed limits? What a switch
- He knows how to shut up too
- He may be a nuisance but he keeps it off the road because nuh uh no one is dying in a car crash today
- has sobbed in his car multiple times (mostly while driving) thats the most you can get him
- him & his car have been through thick and thin, he has laughed in that car, cried in that car, screamed in that car, sung in that car, he has went through everything with his car, it legally counts as an artifact
Soda Popinski
- license, on the kitchen table, NOW.
- he used to drive when drunk when he was a alcoholic (hence his past name, vodka drunkenski)
- doesnt use any kind of navigation when driving, he uses his gut feelings & they either: work, fail miserably or have you end up in a seperate country and either way its concerning
- has crashed into multiple signs & trees
- speeds when bored
- oh my god this man is a mess
Bald Bull
- calm the fuck down
- same deal as kaiser, unhinged driver with the most bored expression ever while asking you "how was your day?" like dude please slow down
- hes the reason the term road rage exists
- will gladly get out of the car to fight someone
- honking at him is a one way ticket to fucking die - land
- i hope awkward conversations are your thing because he'll try to do a icebreaker and ask stuff
- keep the lights off unless its the night or he'll chuck you out of the car like you're a McDonald's™ napkin
Super Macho Man
- jail.
- hes driving on the sidewalk. DRIVING ON THE SIDE FUCKING WALK.
- drives even if hes tired
-suprisingly brash with his car considering it costs a fortune
- He didnt hit the street lamp, it hit him
- blasting the worst music ever as he goes through a quiet neighborhood at 3 am
Mr Sandman
- oh my god finally a good driver
- hes a law abiding citizen
- hes the only one allowed to drive
- the only thing you can get him on is slamming his car door a little too hard but thats better than going 92827281962629912619916281972729229 in a 30 km zone or stopping halfway through to fight someone
- will not talk, ever.
- hes the first option when the wvba needs to ride somewhere and cant find a driver
#punch out#headcanon#punch out wii#punch out headcanons#don flamenco#bald bull#piston hondo#glass joe#aran ryan#great tiger
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for the letters ask meme M O and U. for fun. mou <- said like a cat with a silly voice
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGHHHH CATBOY BLAAAAST *a ray of bright light disintegrates me into ash* *when it clears i have turned into a little cat*
m - name a character you’d like to have for a friend
So many…………. so many…….. i w GASP. I WANT TO HANG OUT WITH FINN MERTENS AND KOYUKI AZUMAYA AT THE SAME TIME. They would put me into life threatening dangerous situations but it would be okay because they can protect me from anything. they are trying to teach me self defense and it is NOT working i have poor reaction time and no muscles. we are also going clothes shopping and getting food. it would be great. genuinely i need to go think about what would happen if finn and koyuki got to hang out now they have. similar experiences. what if you were raised to Go Out And Fight ever since you were a little kid and also you were in some way fundamentally estranged from the common human experience. but also you were just so funny and silly and charming. anyway they’re my friends :)
o - pick a song at random. what character/ship does it remind you of
Alright playlist of nearly one thousand songs let’s see what shuffle brings me. Hmm. Shuffle brought me remains of the day from corpse bride which. Is. Much too specific. What that song reminds me of is corpse bride. Let’s try something else. OH. PORTUGAL - WALK THE MOON WHICH ISNT 100% LYRICALLY APPLICABLE BUT IT ALWAYS MAKES ME THINK OF A REALLY GOOD GRAVITY FALLS AMV I SAW SET TO IT… gives me psychic images of mabel & dipper. Ok let’s get one more song just for fun. oh i got fucking land of the dead by voltaire. isnt that the billy & mandy theme song. or whatever that show is called. anyway i only know that song exists because of my friend Darwin from Tumblr Ask Blog The Reckoning so. you guys heard of the reckoning? it’s good.
u - 3 favorite characters from 3 different fandoms and why they’re your favorites
i wonder if i can come up with all characters who r my favorites for anything other than Kin Reasons. because most of the time, it is Kin Reasons.
sgt frog: dororo. because ever since i was young i have been easily bewitched by sad pathetic loser men.
psychonauts: loboto- ok so like i didnt get the loboto hype at first when i watched the first psychonauts game i was like yeah hes… fine… i guess? hes barely fucking in that though? why do people care? and then iwatched rhombus of ruin and i. i am not immune to the Guy With A Sad Backstory effect. maybe iwould not call him my favorite psychonauts character if i had seen psychonauts more recently and had actually. Seen The Other Characters recently,. but in the period of time ive gone without directly looking at psychonauts at all my emotional response to caligosto loboto has grown exponentially, i am bewitched by his freak tendencies. God damnit i already said bewitched already. Oh well. You know what? Fine,. Let’s make it a running theme. Let’s go for a third
adventure time: BETTY. YOU GUYS KNOW WHY THE FUCK THE GUY WHO PUT SIMON AT THE TOP OF HIS LIST OF NAMES THE SECOND THE F&C TRAILER DROPPED LOVES BETTY GROF. But I would be obsessed with her either way, because ever since I was young i have been easily bewitched by chaotic unhinged in-need-of-professional-help women.
takes a bow. Thank you for coming everybody
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DID IT TAKE ME 10 DAYS TO WATCH THE GOLDEN COURTYARD EPISODES? YES. AM I LATE TO THE PARTY? YES, WHATS NEW. AM I MAKING AN ABSURDLY LONG POST ABOUT IT? YES, W H A T S N E W.
here's the play by play
I hate kosma without horns but the fact that he has a poster of Kalpas in his room is making up for it
the absolute cackle I gave when Kevin goes "yeah what part are they responsible for?" and Kalpas is beating the shit out of the dough 😭😭😭😭😭
I would die for griseo
aponia scares the shit outta me
I love Sakura 😭💖
I love vill-v 🧡🧡
why are aponia boobs so big?
I love vill-v 🧡
oh they're making kalpas face away from the camera to hide his fa-- IS HE CARRYING A PLATE OF FIRE??
I would die for this man
NOT THE FACE MASK
do you think Eden knows he has the face mask on
the little bonk Griseo gives kosmas dumpling
aponia really scares me ahahahahahah
100% Kevin went out an bought those
YEAH OF FUCKING COURSE HE DID
SUFFER
why is can so larg?
all the pillows 😭 and vill-v's hat 😭😭
also Kalpas doing The Squat (TM)
why is he playing on mobile oh my gosh I'm so concerned
kinda sad Rin isn't here 😔
not to be horny on main but vill-v pretty
all the little details they put into the background are so good and I love it
MEI with the 👍👍👍 and Kevin smiling...hhhh I know this man is whipped but like oof
do not let Kevin in the kitchen
they really did pardo dirty huh
THEY DONT EVEN GIVE THE KALPAS SNOWMAN A FACE REVEAL D A M N THEY ARE STINGY
I draw smiley faces like :> so the fact that Griseo painted on just made me so happy lmao
I started episode 2 which was a mistake I'm sorry
KALPAS BEING STRONGER THAN KOSMA AND KEVIN IS GIVING ME LIFE
NOT SU'S TREEEEEE
I am definitely not paused and trying not to cry on the hot spring picture. nope.
NOT THE SNOW
soldering isn't that hard, 100% trust vill-v with that. but uhhh. that hole is a little large to solder...
I love su. and hua too 😭🧡🧡🧡
your honor I think I'm in love with all the flame chasers except Kevin. fuck kevin
t tHe PHOTO ALBUM?!?!!?
MHY. DO YOU KNOW. HOW MUCH. I WOULD PAY????? like 2 cents because I'm a broke college kid but please I am begging you😭😭😭😭😭😭
Kevin's fucking haunted face lmao if I didn't hate him so much I would be tempted to make this a profile pic lol
why does Kevin stick his ass out like that?
what is THAT
SU OPENED HIS EYES OH FUCK
oh no poor baby griseo
oop. there she goes
OH NO THERE THE COMICS GO 😭
p pardo?
OH NO PARDO
please do not eat the very very old cup noodles. not only are they definitely expired, Kevin made them. you're going to get food poisoning
why is kalpas sitting in a corner alone 😭😭
the fucking Squat lmao
is he just staring at a magazine full of pictures of himself? because like I would tok but damn
we are only 6 minutes in oh dear
oh?! Eden finally makes an appearance? what is the deal with her helmet tho
also how is she not freezing with her boobs out like that? I am here to tell you, when it is cold, you cover that shit up
AND HER STOMACH?! EDEN HOW ARE YOU NOT DEAD
didn't they ask you to pick up flour Eden??
Kevin is already thinking of other places to live and he's just moved in lmao
APONIA MAKING A VERY GOOD POINT I TOLD YOU THEY WOULD KILL YOU
kalpas with his face in the floor 😭 su fucking meditating 😭 I am dying
AND THE BOOK ON HIS FACE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH
pardo: I had this really horrible dream!
kalpas: ok, and? I'm fucking tired
the fact that they're all so supportive is gonna make me cry oh my gosh
where are the subtitles oh no
the scar 😭 please just give us the face reveal I am dying
kosmas little horns on his hat lol
"it's just a sunrise" hold on real quick I gotta take a pic for my gf
IN THE DREAM WE WERE HEROES. BUT WE WERE ALSO LOSERS
my friend quotes this to me daily but oh my gosh oooof
I just want them to be happy PLEASE
Griseo asking kosma his wish is 😭😭 she does so much to make him happy and it makes me so sad
THE ACTION FIGURES ME FUCKING TO KOSMA
Eden and Ely kinda gay ngl👀👀
why does Kevin get 3 wishes damn
I DIDNT EVEN NOTICE SAKURA'S EARS OH MY GOSH 🧡🧡
basically. I'm dying. why did you let me do this 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
#please dont read this its way too long#im having a fucking time#also I have a oneshot that's basically finished so I'll either post it tonight or tomorrow#probably tonight#I DON'T KNOW WHAT DAY I'M SUPPOSED TO BE POSTING ON ANYMORE AHAHAHAH#please don't kill me#kevin's haunted face didn't save#I had to add it because It's really good#even though you've all seen it#that's all that changed lol
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Brief Book Reviews #6
Starting off the year strong. Let’s get down to business.
#1 Tabitha Carvan, This Is Not a Book About Benedict Cumberbatch
The TL;DR version of this review is read this book I beg of you. The long version is as such: Carvan touches on a lot of very good points during her journey to accepting that she, a middle aged mother of two, is allowed to like things, while combating the shame she felt growing up in the eighties when being shamed out of male-dominated fan spaces because of the disgust around girls liking anything (insert rolling eyes emoji), and unlearning the “not like other girls” mindset when in fan spaces, all while coming to accept that her fangirling over a British actor with a weird name is a normal thing. I read out parts of it to my mother, and she and I ended up having very interesting discussions over those parts. She’s in her sixties and has been teaching for some thirty odd years, and she feels a lot of what the author has felt in her lifetime. I’m (about) half of Carvan’s age, and I can relate: I pointed to paragraphs frantically while saying “THIS. 100% THIS.” because I had lived these experiences in my own way, seen them happen to friends and loved ones. Yes, even the part about falling in love with Britishguy Strangename. To get personal, I too, was caught up in the Cumbermania of 2012-14, during a time where things were kinda rough for seventeen year old me. I needed a Prince Charming, and Mr Tall And Cheekboned was right there. He was my Prince Charming, even if I knew we’d never meet face-to-face or take me as his secret teenage lover. And sometimes, that’s what you need.
The message I took away was one I’ve been telling myself for years, but was nice to hear from some total stranger who wrote a book: You’re allowed to like things. 100% read this book, and if it’s on your TBR, bump it up a few spots.
#2 Chloe Hayden, Different Not Less
I’m so happy I picked this up. If you’re not living under a rock and you’ve watched Heartbreak High on Netflix (awesome Aussie drama, 100% worth it), then you’ll recognise Chloe Hayden as the actress who plays Quinni, who is the best autistic representation I’ve ever seen in recent history. Hayden herself is an AuDHD woman, and Different Not Less goes into her experiences growing up. And, oof. I’ve been there. I won’t go into it, but if you’re autistic/have adhd, you’ll be able to relate, too.
On top of being a bit of a memoir, the book also goes into how to help neurodivergent kids and adults when they’re having meltdowns/shutdowns, how to identify when you’re going into one, ways of stimming that are helpful, how to handle life as an autistic adult (it sucks, I speak from experience), and how it’s important to use your voice to demand accessibility and inclusion. Also I like how Hayden mentions that she is legally allowed to hunt down “autism moms” for sport, because she’s right. People like that are utter scum. Seriously, if you’re ND, or a parent/guardian/carer of an ND person/child, please pick up this book. And fuck anyone who says that you can’t be proud of being neurodivergent. Especially the neurotypical losers who call themselves experts and talk over us. Sorry we don’t fit into your perfect little boxes, ya squares. Me and my favourite tangle will take our business elsewhere.
We need more books like this by neurodivergent people instead of normies acting like they speak for us making up bullshit. If by chance Chloe Hayden sees this: Hi, I love you, thank you for existing you magnificent bean. <3
#3 Ruby Dixon, Ice Planet Barbarians (Book 1 of the Ice Planet Barbarians series)
LISTEN. I DIDN'T THINK I'D EVER READ A SPICY BOOK. BUT THIS ONE'S GOOD I PROMISE.
Tbh I was nervous about picking up this one. It was the only book for teratophiles I could find at the shop and I'd been debating as to whether or not it was worth the read. Sure there's lots of alien nookie in it, but the romance between Georgie, one of the humans who was abducted as part of an alien slave trade, and Vektal, the chieftain of the paleolithic Sa'khui who inhabit the ice planet, is believable and adorable. I want a man like that. I remember watching a review of it a while back on YouTube that made it out to be silly, but I think it was worth revisiting. The sex is well written, too, it’s all consensual and sweet, though I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want a better visualisation of Sa’khui...anatomy. Don’t look at me like that, you’d want one of them as a lover too if you read the book. I think I like Liz the most, she’s the kind of girl I’d get along with very well- I haven’t read the book where she’s off on her own with her mate, but I’m sure she keeps him on a short leash.
My one complaint is that it was so short, so the plot kind of feels rushed, but it’s a romance novel, and I’ve learned that romance novels like these will sometimes have rushed plots. Other than that, I think I’ll be indulging in more blue alien goodness in future. Some warnings for rape that happens off screen, and some minor character death, so if you’re not okay with that, then you’re welcome to give it a miss.
seriously tho why can't I have a hot alien husband who only wants to love and protect me. >T
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Sorry for the huge rant but I like reading your takes and others’ takes. This isn’t about the characters themselves, but just annoying ass fandom behavior. I don’t want to come off as personally shitting on Steve, but I strongly dislike the way certain kinds of stans do the most to dickride Steve as the Most Character Ever while showing disregard for other parts of his canon character as well as disregard for other characters.
- Being misogynistic towards Nancy; either treating her like Steve’s entitled to her for a romanric relationship or demonizing her because ‘she doesn’t deserve Steve’, or demonizing her because she’s getting in the way of other Steve ships; people who look at the six kids + Winnebago scene and think he and Nancy should get together just make it happen for beloved Steve without taking into account *Nancy’s* dreams
- I’ve seen people try to co-opt parts of Jonathan’s character for Steve while simultaneously shitting on Jonathan; people wanting Steve to act as the older teen ‘dad’ for Will and El, forgetting Jonathan has acted more of a dad for Will in his life than Steve, acting like Steve is and has always been the only important big brother protector on the show
- A bit petty, but I saw someone on Twitter be so offended on his behalf regarding Jonathan’s “Steve? [chuckles]” like “Jonathan’s loser ass speaking on Steve”; I promise you girl, Steve will recover from this devastating blow (re: lightest ribbing ever) coming from a character who has literally never gotten to even see him in a long time 🙄
- Steve hasn’t been an underrated character since S3 (he is perfectly rated now) and yet some people will still call him underrated despite so many other characters being less talked about than he is. As if Steve doesnt have mountains of fan content on the daily and a near 100% approval rating, meanwhile I have to take a fucking gamble sometimes clicking on the few threads where someone mentions the likes of any non-El member of Cali gang (e.g. Argyle my new comfort character) because idk if people are appreciating said member or shitting on him in the comments
- Downplaying Steve’s growth by sugarcoating his S1 behavior. God forbid we let complex characters act like flawed people and have asshole moments and have autonomy but Steve has just never done anything wrong ever 🥺 it’s just mean ol peer pressure, or it’s all Tommy and Carol’s fault—or if it’s not, then Steve was just in an uwu vulnerable state when he was trying to actively pick a fight by following and shoving Jonathan from behind, and talking shit about his family when it wasn’t even about his relationship troubles with Nancy anymore
Like, I love Steve. I fucking love his development, I love how far he’s come. I just don’t think his particular character is a whole ass god amongst other characters in the show that requires a lot of coddling and throwing those other characters under the bus
Oof wow yeah I agree with all your points here, altho I don’t think it comes down exactly to loving Steve (of course fans should love Steve, and he’s a fan fave, and fave for many). But it does seem to often turn into fans pitting characters agst each other, raising characters to the level of saints instead of seeing them as flawed/layered, feeling the need to tear one character down to raise the other. It’s all v annoying and the fandom could be so much better about it!
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i’ve finished skybound. hoooo boy. you know how this goes. s6 you are. a season.
after the finale i can 100% understand why people have mixed feelings abt skybound
there were. A Lot of things i liked. the beginning was a bit slow (again) (maybe i need to understand what “rising action” means) but once jay encountered nadakhan it really picked up from the sheer “what the fuck just happened” factor that kept me watching in morbid curiosity.
this season feels like. an apology letter to nya, for how she’s treated in earlier seasons. there’s the media aspect of her being viewed as “the girl ninja” by the general public that feels deliberately meta, and i think this is. generally done well? to a degree. in a lot of her statements on this nya comes across in a very “not like other girls” way, but the intent to do good with this is still there.
a detail i really liked is that everyone keeps ther s5 gi, but nya is the odd one out design wise, since hers takes inspo from the s1 zx (?) gi. i REALLY liked that she only gets a matching gi in episode 8, which is when she is (for once, finally) emotionally honest with jay, about how frustrated she is at her lack of agency. she’s always been this way, but following her tough independant girl persona (likely put on out of this frustration, and a want to not be defined by men) she’s never honest with her feelings to any of the guys before this (most felt in s3, lmao). it’s only here, when she chooses to be one of the ninja that she’s truly part of the group, which is symbolized through her changing outfits to match them.
this. goes downhill from there. the finale is urghhhhrhrh. so. we have this arc about independance, about putting up false fronts out of frustration, of wanting to not be defined by others. and what happens? she gets fucking fridged. are you kidding. the whole marriage plot just feels yikes to watch (though nya shares that feeling, lmao) and i think it would’ve been wayyyy better if it didn’t succeed, but that’s not climatic enough, i guess. nooooo, we have to completely rob nya of agency that she clawed for the past two seasons so jay can dramatically save her. feminist statement alright. like. oh my god. they were doing so good and then THAT. nya gets to deal the final blow to the big bad in s5 by herself and now she gets brainwashed. even the s2 finale did her better than this.
like cmon man.
LIKE YOU WERE DOING SO GOOD addressing how nya has been treated and how this is unfair and how she deserves more than to be kai’s sister or jay’s girlfriend and THENNN.
moving on.
jay this season. i love him. i’m going to hit him with a hammer. the anxiety disorder rep i deserve. jay has anxiety i have anxiety. i know this.
HE’S SOOOO. GODDDD. again (gestures at episode 4). it’s nice to have the general undercurrents of his character brought to the forefront like this. he was never over nya he was never over his upbringing. he’s always been self-conscious and to have this go soo disastrously wrong is tasty material. episode 4 killed me in my sleep i was so baffled. my guy retconed his own backstory (perhaps?? i remember reading he actually IS adopted regularly too but no one tells him abt it) and it’s so fucked up man. that moment is soo fucked up. i love it.
the one v one scenes of nadakhan with the ninja were reaaaally good. suspenseful and total trainwrecks. he totally just bamboozled kai and it was fun to watch zane fail to outwit him (because he forgot pixal is a separate person from himself rip. wait pixal technically also gets fridged this season-). man those scenes were just FUN.
also nadakhan calling him out and then ed calling him out on hiding behind his jokes and how jay has always been the super anxious pessimistic one despite being the comic relief. again. anxiety disorder if you get it you get it.
it’s vry nice to see chivalry at the cost of women’s agency portrayed as cringe loser behaviour that jay needs to get over. again ep8 is the highlight of the season i think. it really gave both nya and jay a place to shine. nya going “It’s my future too” is SOOO GOOD. jay learns to really listen to nya and what she wants and she’s honest to him and herself that she still does want to be with him and he still wants to be with her and it’s sweet. the reversal at the end where she protects him plays into it well but (gestures at finale and clenches teeth)
other things. i thought ep9 where jay assembles a crew of sidecharacters was cool and sweet. i liked seeing those bozos again, and jay having confidence in himself thanks to his dad telling him off. good moment.
the jay / cole friendship this season. SUPERB. they are BESTIES. cole is just super supportive of jay. i love that. i’m really glad that s4 just ironed that out for good. “I’m not just his friend, I’m his best friend.” GOOD SHIT MAN. they had a LOT of great moments like cole being the first to see when jay’s hiding his encounter with nadakhan. “I know you too well” GOOD SHIT MAN!!!!!!! LOVE THIS DYNAMIC!!!
THE LOVE TRIANGLE IS DEAD I CHEER FOR IT’S DEMISE. cole flat out has forgotten about it which is hilarious. he forgot “what got between jay and nya”. bro it was YOUUUUU. well whatever good for him.
lloyd getting tomorrow’s tea x2 was a really fun gag and smart choice to have him be the cryptic advice character. also he looks exactly like his dad. fun times.
i liked the development of nadakhan’s crew. they really just wanted a home, and not power or whatever. i think it’s fun to compare jay and clancey (?) since they’re kinda similar. clancey is the stuttery blabbering comic relief of the crew, similar to jay, but clancey is more undervalued for it. it being clancey specifically who secures the black widow’s poison and tells it to jay feels significant here, since that way clancey and jay both gaining confidence in themselves and their own value mirrors each other.
nya is fun to compare to dogshank (is that how you spell it?) for their couple scenes explicitly doing so. “We fight like girls, not like cowards!” that’s a good line. dogshank is kinda like how nya becomes, situation wise. dogshank is well respected in her group, she has her own thing going, being the strong burly one (atypical depiction of femininity! nice touch! similar to how nya is kinda butch as hell ngl), but dogshank is still proud of being a woman, and not afraid to show it (see that one scene where she’s playing harp.) feels significant for this comparison that it’s dogshank who manages to ultimately capture nya.
twas fun how nadakhan’s crew turned against him cuz he just did not give a shit about them lol. like how clancy loved his position, low as it may have been, and never wanted a wish. this complacency is shattered when he’s forced to make a wish, and he realized he was never valued at all by nadakhan. flintlock (godddd how do you spell these fuckers) is also cool in how the fuckin. psychosomatic. properties of wishes are explained (his aim sucks now because he believes it sucks now). ALSOO how the seeds of doubt came up through jay telling the truth and essentially copying nadakhan’s underhanded negotiation tactics to fuck with flintlock. THAT was also a cool scene i liked it.
to summarize. episodes 1-3. kinda meh. episodes 4-8. really good. season finale. bro what are you doing <3 clumsy but well intentioned handling of feminist themes that fall short because the finale plays into long established sexist tropes. ending the season on jay and nya kissing being broadcast on television after it was public perception that made nya bury her feelings seems kinda bad taste, though. anway. i’m going to sleep.
#Feli speaks#ninjago posting#SKYBOUND YOU ARE. A SEASON.#I GET IT NOW#skybound my beloathed / beloved
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Americans are such sissies in need of the established order and the safety and security it provides them that they will literally find some psychologically homicidal redneck who wants them dead or some bile-spitting bully boy German antisemite and say
THIS ONE HAS COUNTLESS QUALITIES YOU LACK
AND BRINGS ME SAFETY
(they would never do this to the redneck or antisemite, who they handle with kid gloves -- kids gloves in the morning, kid gloves in the evening, kid gloves at suppertime -- because they unwittingly (they don't even know how they operate) act as tho a rightist deserves kid gloves treatment and a leftist should be kicked around out back by the dumpster -- they truly behave this way like clockwork)
and then spit and fume about how I bring nothing but trouble, i never care, i never this i never that never never never never
All I can suggest is just get that CUCK tattoo on your forehead
And tat up a chiron near your eyebrow that says COWARD
And certainly don't expect me to think you're anything other than a cuck who wears kid gloves for the right and picks abusive battles leftward, just like Trump wants ya to do.
If you can't even tell down is up and up is down -- and understand that your conformity is the only thing wanted out of you -- your conformity to a rightist agenda --and that without it, you are 100% disposable to your REDNECK SECURITY BLANKET LAST N BEST HOPE and that he eagerly awaits your death -- then no wonder you gotta locate Hitler in me and a security blanket in Hitler.
Also, with a lot of stupid people who never learned how to take social responsibility like adults, they just have to paint guys like me as a demon so that they can feel like their own middling politics and their own abusive and rightist-preferential choices had merit. All sorts of squalid individuals do this worldwide... people use religion in the same way. It's their ideological state of being a cuck... which they project onto me in their cowardise and cucked agenda of ripping up things leftward and getting a giddy 'i'm smart and safe and going places, not down that leftwist whirlpoool scary losers weak losers!' high from befriending rightward -- because they can't see shit even in the mirror.
so selfish and scared and weak that they will cling to somebody who's literally preaching genocide or for gays to be thrown out completely and then get up on a rock and Trumpet HAHAHHA BUT HE MAKES ME FEEL SAFE AND VALUED... I mean isn't there any sense of embarrass anymore? Shouldn't you feel some embarrassment that you need a redneck to take care of ya as a grown man or a Nazi to security blank ya? Shouldn't there be some of that old-fashoined manliness that says 'man the fuck up, it's truly embarrassing to behave this way?'
Others as support is fine, but you don't need to helicopter your security blanket in the air like a toddler and scream 'BLANKEY MAKES ME FEEL SO GOOD! AND WARM! AND SAFE! EVERYTHING FOR BLANKEY! BLANKEY CARES! NOBODY CAN DO WHAT MY BLANKEY CAN! BLANKEY IS SPECIAL!'
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OK I WANT TO LEARN ABOUT ABEL so im filling in these OC question posts from forever ago. This one from user @/ jovishark (some deleted if non applicable) under cut bcuz there is like 50 !!
1. Are they happy with their body?
YEAH he knows hes hot. he would probably want slightly more muscle but def wouldn’t actually do any work to get it. only exercise is walking and fucking
2. Do they have any secret piercings or tattoos?
his piercings aren’t a secret (ears tounge nips and cock ( frenulum ill draw it eventually)
3. Do they collect anything?
designer shit.. he doesn’t have a lot of space to put things otherwise so mainly clothes and makeup etc. prob a few fancy bags.Not quite like those birkin people on instagram though they are scary !
4. What is their favorite music genre?
THIS IS SO HARD prob like jazzy pop ish music?? hes an Italian in the 90s-2000s.. so he would have heard eurodisco.. much to think about. Probably music you can sleazy dance to
5. What music genre, if any, do they hate the most?
i think ambient music would make him bored!!
6. What is their phone background/lock screen?
he has like a flip phone. I am making the setting before smartphones because he would be too scary equipped with tinder. so prob a defaulty one or like the kind of all over logo prints on fancy bags
7. What is their shoe size?
well his cock is pretty big i think. thats what we’re really asking isnt it
8. Do they have a favorite fabric or texture?
leather and silk!
9. Do they have a favorite professional sport?
i think he hates sports. all of them
10. How do they decorate their living space?
I think he has a really small room so its probably on the minimal / classy spectrum. It’d be mostly clean with nice furniture but I think a lot of his really bougie stuff isn’t on display all the time since I think ppl from the church might go in sometimes
11. Are they messy, or do they clean up?
room is clean but i think in other peoples spaces he would be MESSY.. just inconsiderate. bitchass
12. What’s their preferred sleeping position?
he would never admit it but little spoon ⭐
13. Did they have a favorite comfort item as a child?
when he was young I dont think he owned much stuff because he was being a nun more properly. maybe some books ?? idk !!!
14. Do they have a favorite period in history?
He’d like baroque art i think but i dont think he would care as much culturally ! not a history person
15. Can they cook? What’s their favorite thing to make?
he can prob manage absolute basics but thinks cooking is for losers. He buys all his food! hes a regular at probably like every cafe and restaurant ever
16. What food do they hate eating?
hes probably bad with spicy food!
18. What was their worst injury?
He probably did too many blood sacrifices on his palms and couldnt pick stuff up for a few days. Has probably happened more than once
21. Can they dance? Do they like to?
HE DEF CAN probably good at like formal party kinda waltzy things. but he can probably do a real good club type sleazy dance and lapdancing. Probably some non advanced pole he probably joins some of Holly’s pole classes which I just decided she goes to
24. What kind of cake or birthday treat would they prefer?
big fancy cake! the kind that has a few macarons on top
25. What is their favorite animal?
probably cats!
26. Do they wear perfume/cologne? What is their favorite scent?
wears a LOT i went and tested YSL Y EDP for him and he wears that its perfect. Besides not being out in the correct time period but lets forget that. I like the apple / ginger / pepper on him
27. What smell do they hate the most?
any dirt / filth + cheapass perfume
28. What sound do they hate the most?
probably crying kids / babies.. he would ask them to shut up 😭
29. What video game would appeal to them the best?
HEs not a GAMER... if the DS was out when i think this is set maybe some of the really normie ones like 100 classic books or some animal crossing (holly would play that and make him)
30. How would they relax on a day off/rainy day?
wake up late, go eat breakfast / lunch at cafe, go shopping for a while, go home and watch some TV, find someone with enough money to take him out to dinner then bang him if he feels like working, then go sneak into the church and summon something to attempt to fuck, then go to sleep alone
31. Are they combative? What is their fighting style?
would avoid fighting directly but is violent lol, if he needed to he would be all kicks and mindgames, the full gaslight gatekeep flirt with people to make them drop guard
32. Would they be the one to start an argument?
starts but ALSO has to finish. Thinks he’s always right about everything.
33. What is their personal style? Favorite outfit?
kind of gothic high fashion, mainly black! Shoes always louis’ with the red on the bottom. will NOT wear cheap or even midprice clothes. Does wear nun clothes sometimes mainly for fun / debauchery
34. Do they have a dream job?
God
35. What do they do if they can’t fall asleep?
wank or just stay up plagued by the Thoughts
36. Do they wear makeup regularly? If they don’t, would they consider wearing any?
ALWAYS he wears Dior eyeshadow + nars deepthroat and some kind of pencil eyeliner. doesn’t need mascara his eyelashes just like that. Also probably has to conceal bad eyebags. Bad habit of sleeping in makeup even though he detests it for himself
37. Do they prefer to be really cold or really warm?
cold! hates being sweaty
39. Can they drive? What vehicles are they licensed to operate?
can drive im still picking vehicle maybe a benz or rols royce. but he would have to keep it in Holly’s garage because he doesn’t have one. He probably mainly just walks around though hes a local guy
40. Do they believe in true love? Have they experienced it?
NO he thinks he is too good for love and doesn't think hes been in love. doesn’t realise he wants it
41. Are they married? Do they want to be?
NO very single. probably wants to get married but from an aesthetic / party / being the center of attention perspective
42. If they have siblings, do they like any of them? Would they rather be an only child?
has none! but doesn’t want any either i think
43. What do they think is their worst quality? What is their actual worst quality?
He isn’t actually very self aware so he probably thinks hes perfect. This may be his worst quality
44. Do they lie often? Are they good at it?
CONSTANTLY to an art
45. Are they good at keeping secrets?
NO he will tell anyone anything especially if its incriminating or dramatic
46. How do others see them? How accurate is it to how they really are?
people would have a good first impression since he acts classy and suave and sexy but when you talk to him for more than an evening or two its REALLY clear hes awful to talk to
48. What are they most afraid of?
he thinks nothing but probably getting close to someone 💖
49. Would they ever kill anybody?
without much of a thought ! he just hasn’t needed to so far.
THESE R FUN. I MIGHT DO MORE
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celebrating 1 year of h2bakugou | pumpkin patch date
a/n: we made it! it’s been a year since we launched h2bakugou as a side-tumblr account that has flourished into what i consider my job!
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on october 10th, 2019 i published my masterlist and my first fic on h2bakugou, and my first mha fic, ‘match’stick.
i continued to write throughout october and eventually i hit 100 followers. on november 5th, 2019, i published a shinso fic titled ‘hanging out’ and then disappeared off the platform, only to return on january 21st, 2020.
over the time i had amassed over 700 followers. it was mind blowing to me. but i opened up requests and now, we’ve grown, and looking back, it’s been so much fun.
i promise this isn’t going to be much longer and you can get to all the yummy headcanons down below, but from the bottom of my heart, thank you so much. when i started mha, i was just some fangirl who fell in love with characters and i combined something i loved with a hobby i had.
thank you for the laughs, the tears, the joy, the happiness, all of it, i can’t wait to see what the future holds, h2bakugou isn’t just me as a writer, it’s all of us. i love you all so much <3
and thank you so so much for 4,500+ followers <3 !!
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headcanon: them taking their s/o on a pumpkin patch date
key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk
warnings: swearing, fluff
;cut for length;
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katsuki bakugou
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His goal by the end of this date is to bring home the biggest fucking pumpkin. I kid you not, this fool is going to be scouting the patch from the second he gets inside it.
It’s most likely a competition. You’re going to want a nice pumpkin to carve, so you look for one, and you find a nice, big one with plenty of room for a nice design.
Bakugou’s eyes land on your pumpkin as you heave it up into your arms and he’s like ‘oh hell nah.’
“Let me carry your-”
“Find your own pumpkin.” You stick your tongue out at him as you begin to rush back to where you purchase them and Bakugou begins to chase after you. He’d told you he was looking for a big pumpkin and while it had only just dawned on you that your pumpkin was great in size, you intended to keep this pumpkin.
Bakugou eventually gives up and settles for a slightly smaller pumpkin. He won’t admit defeat though.
Later on the date, you two go on a hayride, and hold hands. The smell of pumpkin and fall seem to grow stronger as the day goes on.
After the hayride, there’s the corn maze.
I hope you’re ready.
Because the winner, out of you and Bakugou, gets treated to lunch paid for by the loser, and gets bragging rights.
Bakugou is pissed when you dart of into the maze because clearly in the list of rules he’d laid out- yeah you stopped listening when he said rules and got a head start.
Bakugou is determined to find you, and without cheating. He sticks to the paths and eventually he can hear you laughing, because you can hear him shouting at the corn that keeps wacking him in the face as he tries to run through.
When he catches up to you, it’s too late. You’re already out of the maze and Bakugou is left dumbfounded. How did you complete it so fast?
“You followed me the whole time, I think you owe me two lunches.” You smile, hugging him as he stands at the exit of the maze.
“How-”
“Shh, let’s go get food, I’m starving.”
When you return back to the dorms, you head straight to Bakugou’s room. Lunch was great, all thanks to Bakugou paying.
You give Bakugou your big pumpkin and he’s hesitant at first.
“It’s yours. You found it-”
“Take it before I change my mind ‘Suki.” You lean up and give him a kiss on the cheek. He’s happy to carve some absurd picture into the pumpkin while you try your best to carve your own design.
A very successful October date.
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shoto todoroki
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Todoroki hasn’t been to a pumpkin patch in ages. He can’t remember the last time he went and actually had fun. But you were determined to make sure he had fun today.
You’d planned it all out, and you started with a hayride.
Sitting atop the hay, Todoroki sat close to you, his hand holding yours as the tractor began to move, pulling you along with everyone else in the open trailer.
“Do you know what you’re going to carve into your pumpkin?” You ask as you admire the fall scenery, taking in the lovely view of the color-changing leaves, the scent of pumpkin, and the sound of people running and having fun in the corn maze.
“I’ve never carved a pumpkin before.” Todoroki uttered, which blew your mind.
“You’ve never- Shoto Todoroki today you are carving a pumpkin.” You had a look of determination on your face.
After the hayride, you insisted on the corn maze, which Todoroki thought of as a challenge.
“So it’s a race.” Todoroki stood, looking at the entrance and the exit.
“No- it’s just a maze, but if you’d like to race, you can eat my dust!” You dart off into the maze and Todoroki charges after you. He’s smiling and happy. And that’s enough for you.
He catches up to you and traps you in a dead end you’d stumbled upon.
“Sho!” You smile and laugh as he hugs you. He pulls away ad leans to give you a quick kiss before darting off. You’re flustered but gather your senses as you try to locate the exit.
Todoroki makes it out first, but you’re close behind him. You congratulate him on his win and decide to head over to the pumpkin patch.
Picking out a pumpkin was much more difficult than Todoroki had imagined. He was going to carve it, so he needed a good size for whatever he was carving.
He looked over and found you heaving a giant pumpkin in to your arms, a devious look on your face.
“That is a large pumpkin.” Todoroki states, trying not to laugh at you as you struggle to hold it in your arms.
“Which one are you getting?” You ask, heaving the pumpkin up onto your shoulder to carry it better.
Todoroki settles on a medium-sized pumpkin, with the perfect amount of space for a nice carving.
Taking them back to the dorms was easy, but you were not prepared for what was Todoroki carving a pumpkin.
He somehow managed to lose the top to his pumpkin after cutting it out, he got pumpkin guts everywhere, you were still finding seeds in the common room after you cleaned up.
But on the front porch of the dorms, sat your giant pumpkin carved with a spooky design next to Todoroki’s smiley-faced pumpkin.
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izuku midoriya
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Izuku is super excited. He’s all for carving a pumpkin and going on hayrides and much more.
When you arrive at the pumpkin patch, you decide to do the corn maze first.
Izuku insists on completing it together, so you do. As you begin to walk through the rows of corn, trying to find the exit, you get lost a few times.
“Izuku I’ve seen this same stalk of corn before.” You laugh as you point at the corn stalk that had been bent in a funny way.
“Okay maybe we are going in circles.” Midoriya laughs as he stops to try and look for a different path.
When you finally make progress, Izuku wants to take a few pictures. Peaking out from the corn you smile as he snaps a picture of you, and you yank him into the corn for a cute picture together.
You kiss his cheek as he snaps the second picture. He’s a blushing mess, but it was worth it.
when you find the exit, you rush to it together, sprinting out of the maze.
Next is the hayride. Cozying up to Izuku, you admire the beautiful fall scenery as you ride along the pumpkin patch.
Laying your head on his shoulder, you’re happy to just be spending time with him.
After the hayride, you head to the pumpkin patch to pick out your pumpkin. Izuku wants a nice-sized pumpkin, something he can have plenty of room to carve on.
You point to a green pumpkin and smile.
“Izu’ look! It’s a little Deku pumpkin.” You hold it up and giggle, Midoriya’s cheeks tinting red.
“Have you found a pumpkin yet?” Izuku asks, looking around until his eyes land on a good pumpkin.
“I think I like the little green one.” You hold it in your hands and walk with Izuku as he heads toward his pumpkin. It’s pretty big but he picks it up like it’s nothing.
Back at the dorms, carving the pumpkins is an adventure. Deciding to try and carve All Might, Midoriya is hard at work while you carve your pumpkin.
In the end, Izuku’s All Might is more of a stick figure with muscles. Nevertheless, they sit outside on the porch, lit with a candle setting the mood for fall.
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denki kaminari
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Kaminari is super excited as well. He’s up bright and early the morning of, surprisingly, and running out the door when it’s time to leave.
He wants to do the hayride first, and you sit beside one another, his arm around your shoulder. He holds you close to him as you admire the scenery.
He’s constantly making puns related to the change in season, and while they’re corny and simple, you love them.
“I guess you could say I’m really fall-ing for you.” Kaminari wiggles his eyebrows. You giggle and give him a peck on the cheek.
“You dork.” You smile and cozy up next to him for the remainder of the hayride.
After the hayride, you two go to pick out some pumpkins. Kaminari isn’t looking for the biggest pumpkin, but he definitely wants to impress you.
“This one’s the size of your head!” Kaminari lifts up a rather large pumpkin. Your eye twitches as you look at him.
“Wait shit, my bad! It’s the size of my head! My head! Your head is cute!”
The recovery is about as funny as the comparison he’d made but you decide to let it slide.
After settling on some medium-sized pumpkins, you set them in a safe place to come back to later so you can go and enjoy the corn maze.
When you enter the corn maze, the sun is shining. However, when you leave, the place is about to close, it’s dark, and all you’ve got when you leave is your phone flashlight which saved your life when it got dark.
Denki is nowhere to be found.
He tried to be all funny and try and sneak off and scare you, but when you realize he’s not behind you after you told him it was time to exit the maze, you’re worried.
Darting back inside, you debate on calling for him or not.
“Denki!” You call out, deciding it’d just be best to give yourself away in case he was trying to scare you.
“Denki come on, it’s not funny anymore, where are you?!” You yelled again.
“Boo!” He screams as he jumps out form between some corn. You let out a yelp and latch onto him.
“Asshole.” You mumble as you hug him.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t think I’d still be able to scare you.”
“I was worried! You weren’t behind me and I-”
Kaminari hushed you with a kiss, his arms linking around your waist.
A bright light shone on your faces as the owner of the pumpkin patch called for you.
“We’re closing, come on and get out!” They yelled.
Purchasing your pumpkins, you returned back to the dorms to carve them, and despite being a little upset at Kaminari for scaring you, you still cuddled beside him after passing out on the couch.
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eijiro kirishima
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Heading to the pumpkin patch clad in matching fall themed sweaters, Kirishima is going to spoil you.
He’s helping you carry the pumpkin you pick out when you look at all the pumpkins. He’s such a sweetheart.
He’s also going to have a lot of fun.
On the hayride, he’ll let you sit in his lap, which makes the ride that much more bumpy, you can’t count the amount of airtime you got and how much Kirishima laughed when you practically floated off his lap.
His arms hooked around your waist after the first few bumps to secure you, hugging you close to him.
After the hayride is the corn maze. And honestly like Kaminari, he could spend hours in there. Whether it be scaring you, or making a map of the place, he’s having fun as long as you are.
The first time you do the maze, you race one another. You finish first, although Kirishima was two steps behind you.
On the second run through, you go together.
“I went this way!” You begin to pull him along but Kirishima doesn’t budge.
“I went this way.” Kirishima nodded toward the other path.
“Well who won?” You teased, following after him.
“I’d say we tied.” Kirishima replied, pulling you along the path. When the sun began to sink below the horizon, you tried to do the maze in the dark.
It was much more difficult than you thought. You bumped into Kirishima more times than you could count, and eventually you had to break out your flashlight.
And on the fourth time around, you entered the maze first and thirty seconds after, Kirishima entered to try and track you down.
It was slightly terrifying. Using your flashlight was sure to get you caught, but without it you could hardly see.
There were a few times where Kirishima had walked past you, where you had decided to try and hide rather than run away from him.
But when he found you, you had been cornered.
“Boo!” Kirishima yelled, scaring you. You jumped and let out a yelp as he gave you a hug, laughing it off.
“I got you!” He kissed your cheek as he held you close to him, smiling proudly.
“You didn’t have to scare me.” You smile, nuzzling into his chest.
“Let’s go carve some pumpkins.” Kirishima leads you out of the maze for the last time, having it memorized by now.
When you arrive back at the dorms to carve the pumpkins, it’s very late.
Kirishima puts on a scary movie and the two of you carve away.
You pass out in the common room, cuddled up on the couch after successfully placing your beautifully carved pumpkins on the porch.
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tamaki amajiki
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Tamaki is excited, and the entire date is hyped up by Mirio and Nejire. He’s happy to go on a date with you, albeit a bit nervous, but excited.
When he sees you, his heart flutters. You look beautiful in the autumn colors, and he’s falling even more in love with you as every second passes.
When you arrive at the pumpkin patch, you decide to go pick out your pumpkins first.
“Do you know what kind of pumpkin you want Tamaki?” You ask, holding his hand. Tamaki smiles at the warm feeling in his chest as you hold his hand.
“Something c-cute. Like you.” Tamaki complimented you. You let out a small laugh and hugged him.
“Well if that’s the logic, we’re both looking for cute pumpkins.” Complimenting Tamaki right back, you both head out to find pumpkins.
Tamaki returns with a tiny pumpkin, like comically tiny. It’s cute, and manageable.
“I’m going to name it Bunny. A-after you.”
Your heart melts at his action. You show him your pumpkin, which was on the medium sized scale, not huge, but enough for a small design if you wanted to carve it.
“I’ll name mine Suneater.” You lean and kiss his cheek.
After picking out your pumpkins, you decide to do the corn maze, which was a load of fun.
Tamaki’s hand in yours made you feel secure as the two of you navigated through the stalks of corn, trying to find the exit.
You probably spent an hour or so in it, just having fun and talking.
“Look! We did it! Tamaki we did it!” You smile and jump wit excitement as you exit the maze, giving him a short and sweet peck on his lips.
Tamaki blushed, his arms wrapping around your waist as he hugged you close to him during the unexpected kiss.
After, the two of you headed to the hayride. It was about 10 minutes long, and it gave you plenty of time to rest, even though you weren’t really tired, you cozied up to Tamaki as the ride started.
The leaves on the trees had changed color, each red, orange, and yellow leaf catching your attention as you enjoyed the faint scent of pumpkin in the air.
“It’s so beautiful.” You commented, holding Tamaki’s hand in your own. Tamaki nodded and nuzzled his head into your shoulder.
When the hayride was over, you purchased your pumpkins and headed back to the dorms.
Mirio and Nejire had agreed to carve pumpkins with you, and while Tamaki’s pumpkin was too small to carve, he definitely enjoyed helping the others.
Putting on a Halloween classic, you and Tamaki cozied up on his bed and fell asleep together.
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mirio togata
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Mirio has planned the entire thing out. He’s excited to spend the day with you.
When you arrive at the pumpkin patch, he wants to ride the hayride first, insisting you sit on his lap. He wants to hold you, his hands intertwined with yours, taking in all the beautiful autumn scenery.
He’d given you one of his knitted sweaters to wear before going outside in the cool air. It looks good on you, and he can’t help but smile every time he looks at you.
“Do you have any idea of what kind of pumpkin you want to pick?” You ask, a soft smile on your lips. Mirio just hums, resting his head on your shoulder.
“One that’s cute, like you, sunshine!” Mirio kissed your cheek, a giggle escaping your lips.
“Mirio!” You snuggle into his arms as a cool breeze of wind blows by.
Once the hayride is over, you head over to the pumpkin patch where you struggle to find a pumpkin.
You debate on something small or something big when Mirio approaches you holding a medium-sized pumpkin, perfectly round and ready to be carved.
“That’s like the perfect pumpkin how did you-”
“I thought you might like this one.” Mirio suggests, his eyes landing on another good one.
“But you found it, I-”
“It’s all yours, besides,” Mirio hands you the pumpkin before reaching and grabbing one that sat by your feet.
“This one looks more like me.” Mirio lifts the large and tall pumpkin up to his head and smiles.
“Did you just compare yourself to a pumpkin?” You smile whilst holding Mirio’s perfect pumpkin in your hands.
“I sure did.” Mirio laughs.
“You need help?” Mirio asks, motioning to your pumpkin. You shake your head and hoist it up into your arms with a better grip, walking around some more.
After picking out pumpkins it’s time to do the cornmaze. You decide to start seperately, racing to the end. You bump into each other a few times, and youe ven bust Mirio for following you.
“You’re cheating.” You pout standing in front of him.
“I was just following my dreams.” Mirio says smoothly. You sigh and place a kiss on his cheek before continuing off down the path you believed to be the exit.
Mirio follows suit and the two of you make it out at the same time.
“So much for a race.” You laugh. Mirio just waves his hand and hugs you from behind.
“Let’s go carve us some pumpkins!” He’s excited to get back and carve a pumpkin so you head on back to the campus.
Mirio carves a cute sun on his pumpkin and declares that it reminds him of you. It sits outside the dorm alongside yours, Tamaki’s and Nejire’s.
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hawks/keigo takami
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Avoiding paparazzi, it took you a bit of time to get into the pumpkin patch, but once you were in, you were in.
Hawks was trying to be smooth, acting tough and trying to carry each pumpkin you laid eyes on.
“I can carry my own pumpkin.” You smile, reaching down and picking up one of the largest ones you could find.
“Oh yeah?” Hawks went to grab it and immediately felt his arms drop as the pumpkin was way heavier than he expected. His feathers came to aid, lifting he pumpkin back up and saving it from cracking open on impact.
“Way to go, handsome.” You tease, deciding his feathers were fine to hold it if they so wished too.
“Hey-”
You shut Hawks up with a kiss, holding onto the edges of his fur lined jacket. He’d come straight from work, but he didn’t mind. As long as he was spending time with you, he could care less when or where it happened.
Hawks wasn’t complaining. He kissed you back and smiled, pulling away with a goofy grin on his lips.
You hiked over to the hayride next, hopping on some hay bales, you cozied up to Hawks, resting under one of his wings which hugged you closer to him.
As the tractor tugged the attached trailer which you and Hawks sat on along, you gazed at the beautiful pumpkin patch. It was simple and easy on the eyes with the beautiful and cute decorations set up for the fall season, as well as a few Halloween themed decorations.
“It’s so beautiful.” You commented, resting your head on Hawks. Hawks smiled and slid his hand in yours.
“Not as beautiful as you.” He cooed, thinking he was being smooth.
“Did you practice that one in the mirror?” You tease. You did love Hawks cheesy pick up lines that you’d heard a million times before, it was what made them that much better honestly.
“You’re the one dating me.” Hawks mumbled, placing a short kiss on your head, mumbling something into your hair.
“Hm? What was that?” You ask, glancing up at you.
“I love you.” Hawks smiles at you. You return a smile and return to gazing at the scenery.
After the hayride, you take on the maze. Hawks is determined to finish it in some high score, but you want to enjoy it.
Getting lost and hitting dead ends is what makes a maze that much better. It can be frustrating, but you enjoy it.
Hawks ushers yo down several paths that all end up back at the same place, and in the end, you lead him out of the maze.
“I had that down, babybird.” Hawks tries to reassure you that he had figured it out but you just laugh.
“Sure you did.” You smile, giving him a peck on the cheek.
You return back to his home and set up for pumpkin carving, promising to spend a little more time together before he eventually gets called back in for hero work.
You both fall asleep on the couch after carving, wore out and tired from a long day.
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dabi
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Villains have to be on the low about things. Dabi couldn’t waltz out in the public freely, he’d be spotted. So he has to go disguised.
At least, if you go during the day, that is.
Breaking into the pumpkin patch was way easier than it should’ve been, and for the first thirty minutes, Dabi was on edge, thinking that something was bound to go wrong and that you’d be caught up with him.
But alas, the night carried on and the chirping of crickets and other various nighttime creatures kept the chilling silence away.
“Alright baby, where do you want to go?” Dabi asks coolly, resting an arm around your shoulder. You nudge him toward the corn maze.
It’s a race to the end the first time, but the second time around, Dabi wants to play hide and seek.
You’re it first, searching around for your villain companion, but you couldn’t even come close to finding him...until you notice a faint blue glow.
Creeping up on him, you decide to scare him.
It doesn’t entirely go that great.
Your face feels hot as a blue flame erupts in your field of view.
“Shit! Don’t do that!” Dabi curses, quickly extinguishing his quirk from further roasting you alive.
“I scared you though I totally got you!” You laughed, not at all bothered by the fact that he nearly singed you.
“Baby, you’re gonna regret that, because now I’m it.” Dabi’s voice was low and husky as towered over you. You smiled and leaned up, kissing his lips before darting off to go hide.
Your spot is pretty solid, hiding in a dead end, behind a few thick stalks of corn. You think you’re safe seeing as how you don’t even remember seeing this portion of the maze so how or why would Dabi come back here.
Everything’s going great until you hear things snapping and breaking behind you. You whip around to investigate but your back is forced to the ground as you look above you.
Dabi’s cerulean eyes peer down at you as a smirk dawns his lips.
“Got you, baby.” Dabi kisses you passionately, his hands resting on the ground on each side of you.
When the make out is over, you both sit up and decide to go pick out a pumpkin. You can’t go on a hayride since that’d make a lot of noise and probably alert someone that people were here when they shouldn’t be, but Dabi promises to make it up to you.
Remind him to ask Tomura for a tractor. He can write it off as a league business expense or something.
Picking out a pumpkin was much more difficult. Dabi found his in a matter of seconds, ready to head back and get to carving. He was actually pretty excited about the whole thing. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d enjoyed the fall season, or Halloween.
He waited on you to pick out a pumpkin, watching as you searched for the perfect one.
You settled on a rather large pumpkin, something you could carve a rather large design into. You wanted to really go all out, and you wanted to try and show Dabi up.
Pumpkin carving was a hidden talent of yours.
Returning back to wherever the league was stationed this time, you and Dabi got to work.
Toga and Twice stopped by to watch as you carved away, giving some input and cheering you on as you tried to beat Dabi in some sort of pumpkin carving challenge.
“Shigaraki! Can you judge our pumpkins! You’ll decide whose is the best.” You call out to your ‘boss’ and smile.
“Whatever.” Shigaraki mumbles, trotting over to examine your pumpkin beside Dabi’s.
After way to long, Shigaraki decides to give you the win. Dabi is pissed after all the effort he put into it, but you assure him his pumpkin is amazing.
A blue flame flickers on the candles you placed inside your carved pumpkins and you cuddle next to Dabi a little more that night to make up for his loss.
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overhau/kai chisaki
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Chisaki wanted to spend time with you, and althhough he was a villain, he had connections that set up a rather autumn-themed date. he was taking you to a pumpkin patch.
He’d lent you his flufy green and purple jacket to wear, and he couldn’t deny that it looked adorable on you.
His gloved hand resided in yours as you walked through the cornmaze.
It was something he’d never really understood, but seeing the excitement on your face as you begged him to go through it with you, he decided to go along with it.
A few other members of the Shie Hassaikai were scattered around, making sure the place was empty, and keep an eye out for heroes and such.
“Which way do you think we should go?” You’d stopped at a forked path, confused at which way to go.
“This path looks like it loops back around.” Chisaki commented, the first path did turn whilst the second path seemed to go traight and then curve back right.
“Second path it is!” You tug Chisaki along with you. when you reach the end, you give him a brisk hug and jump around with excitement.
“That wasn’t so bad.” Chisaki glanced back at the cornmaze, throughly impressed with how difficult it had actually been.
There was no one around to give the hayride so you had to miss out, but walking to the pumpkin patch itself was more than enough.
All the leaves had changed colors and the wind smelled like cinnamon and nutmeg.
Picking out a pumpking was fairly difficult. You wanted to carve something on it, but you didn’t know if you should pick the biggest one or something managable.
“Are you picking one Chisaki?” You ask, watchig as his amber eyes gazed around the field.
“I suppose it wouldn’t hurt.” Chisaki sighs, bending down to pick up one he’d been staring at. It was a fairly large pumpkin. He held it carefully in his gloved hands, grimacing at the dirt that stained the white fabric.
You’d decided on a pumpkin and brought it back with you, excited to get back to the base and carve it.
Chisaki wasn’t excited about the mess, but watching you carve a design into the pumpkin took his mind off of it. He was happy just watching you be happy.
He didn’t carve his although you asked if he wanted help with carving it.
They sat outside his room in the base, a small candle lit inside yours to illuminate the carving.
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Like Dabi, the two of you can’t exactly go to a pumpkin patch in broad daylight. Tomura is a wanted criminal, and since you’re associated with him, you’re not gonna get away entirely scot-free either.
So, a little breaking and entering never hurt anyone, and it was very mild compared to the things Tomura usually did.
Also similar to Dabi, the hayride is out of the question, but Tomura claims he can take you for a drive any day, all you have to do is ask, that is if you feel safe with Tomura behind the wheel.
Picking out pumpkins first, you and Shigaraki tackle the patch together. It’s a struggle to find one you like, and even more so, to find one Shigaraki likes.
Carving it is really up to you, but whether you chose to carve it later or not, you want to pick one out.
“What about this one?” You ask, heaving a large on up into your arms. Shigaraki’s eyes land on the bright orange pumpkin in your grasp and suddenly it’s the single pumpkin that he wants.
“I want it.” Shigaraki mumbles. You let out a giggle and walk toward him.
“It’s heavy.”
“I can handle it.”
“Careful!” You transfer it to his grasp, rolling it into his arms. His upper body droops as he catches it, struggling to hold it without decaying it at his touch.
“I got it.” Shigaraki hisses, clearly struggling. The pumpkin begins to slip and you’re able to snake your arms under it just in time.
“How about we share one?” Your soft expression calms Shigaraki’s growing anger. With a nod, you place the pumpkin somewhere so you can head to the corn maze, the part Tomura was looking forward too.
“It’s like a stage from a video game.” Tomura began trying to think of all the possible ways to clear the maze, but with your hand carefully wrapped in his, you began pulling him along.
Tomura wouldn’t say it out loud, but when you held his hand, or trusted him in general with things like touch, he felt much closer to you.
He didn’t feel so distant, he knew you weren’t scared of him, and that’s what he treasured.
“It’s this way.” Shigaraki’s sense were just leading you in all sorts of directions.
“Tomura, if we pass this little circle path again-”
“I know I know.” Shigaraki tugs you in another direction and sure enough, the exit comes into sight.
“We did it!” You hug him, pulling his face down closer to yours, pressing your lips on his gently.
Kissing you back, Tomura’s hands travelled to your hips, tilting his head ever so slightly to the side, deepening the kiss.
Returning back to the hideout, you set up to carve the pumpkin in your shared room.
Tomura gives some input on what you should carve and you get to work.
When the night is over, you’ve got a pumpkin carved sitting on the broken kitchen table for the rest of the league to admire when they stop by.
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eraserhead/shota aizawa
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Aizawa isn’t a big media fan, so he’ll try to avoid paparazzi or media at all costs.
Taking you out on a little fall date was Hizashi’s plan, and Aizawa actually liked the sound of going to a pumpkin patch.
The first thing the two of you do is the hayride. It’s short and simple, you sit next to Aizawa, holding his hand as the two of you cozy up when a cool breeze blows.
Sho’s hair is tied back from when you were playing with it on the couch prior to leaving for the date, he just never took it down. It was a good look on him, anything was really.
“Thanks for taking me out.” You smile and kiss his cheek. It wasn’t rare to go out on a date, but you both preferred to be inside when it came to dates, whether it be ordering takeout and watching a movie, or attempting to cook a meal to have together.
“Of course.” Aizawa pressed a kiss of his own to your cheek, smiling against your skin.
The hayride was over in about ten minutes which gave you plenty of time to explore the patch.
Next you went off to the corn maze where you got lost.
It wasn’t supposed to happen, but having so much fun, you lost track of where you were going, and somehow, you’d lost Shota along the way.
When you were finally reunited, an all black kitten laid in Shota’s arms.
“Sho...”
“It was all alone. Am I a hero if I can’t save-”
“It’s so cute!” You smiled, approaching the small kitten slowly. It warmed up to the both of you quite quickly, and it seemed to like Aizawa a lot.
Cradling it in his arms, Sho attempted to show you the way out. You followed behind.
Making it out of the maze, you headed toward the pumpkin patch, keeping the kitty some what hidden. Sho had every intention of taking it home with you, and you certainly didn’t have anything against it.
Picking out some pumpkins was easy, you settled for a pretty medium-sized pumpkin while Aizawa picked up something small, able to sit on his desk and not take up too much space so he could still sleep.
Getting the kitten home was Sho’s next top priority, right next to giving you a kiss before it got to crowded again.
Sneaking a kiss on your lips in the middle of the ‘deserted’ pumpkin patch, he kissed you tenderly, stroking the kitten in his arms as he did so.
Returning home, you pulled out the food bowls and filled one with some water and another with kitty food. Thanks to Sho having a habit of bringing home strays and nursing them up, you had quite the collection of cat toys, food, and other random assorted pet items.
“Are we going to name it?” You asked, sitting beside Aizawa on the floor as you watched the kitten eat.
“You wanna keep it?” Aizawa questioned.
“I think we could handle another one.” You smile as one of your other cats comes pouncing into your lap, resting on your thighs as you pet it’s back.
“Alright then, how about Pumpkin?” The name was cliché but you loved it. Resting your head on Sho’s shoulder, you smiled as you enjoyed the rest of your fall themed evening.
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#bakugou x reader#todoroki x reader#deku x reader#kaminari x reader#kirishima x reader#tamaki x reader#hawks x reader#dabi x reader#shigarki x reader#aizawa x reader#my hero academia x reader#boku no hero academia x reader#mha x reader#bnha x reader#shouto todoroki x reader#shoto todoroki x reader#denki x reader#denki kaminari x reader#midoriya x reader#tomura x reader#tomura shigaraki x reader#bakugou#todoroki#deku#hawks#kirishima#kaminari#dabi#shigaraki
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Salt Takes: The Double Standard of Child/Adult Soldiers
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The last thing I want to do is get tangled in ATLA fandom drama, but I choose violence, so short and sweet it is.
This scene.
People race to defend Azula here, claiming she was a child who didn’t understand the full atrocity of what she was witnessing. That she was molded from the beginning to believe her cold sneer and clutched fist were her faith in justice served showing. Then all fingers point to Zhao as the grown adult who displays full-blown sadism.
Cool. So, er, half-assed interpretation and apologism at its finest.
Look, ya big brained. You want to pick apart early psychological development in the Fire Nation princess? Great. You’re onto something. But this scene, at face value, is blatant characterization. Azula has no remorse. She thinks what she’s seeing is deserved. These statements can and should co-exist before further analysis, because the first statement is visibly, directly implied for seven year olds to pick up on and file away.
Kids’ show. Aired on Nickelodeon. 6-11-year-old demographic. Gucci? Gucci.
Zhao, on the other hand, is the bass-boosted version of S1 Zuko. He’s not a child soldier, damnit, but he is a soldier.
When Zuko knocks him down in their Agni Kai, the instinct to, uh, avoid getting your face burned off is overridden because he acknowledges the hand dealt to the loser, stares right back at him, and says - “Do it.”
A bit gorey to imagine what would have happened if Zuko obliged.
When they face off in the North, Zhao makes his position clear: “You're the Blue Spirit, an enemy of the Fire Nation! You freed the Avatar.”
“You should have chosen to accept your failure, your disgrace. Then, at least, you could have lived!”
So aside from the fact that he is, by definition, doing his duty by dispatching a disgraced prince responsible for treacherous action... it’s also his character. Azula is as driven to perfection and loyalty for her nation as she is conniving and vicious. Zhao is as driven to immortalizing himself in history and bulldozing the enemies in the Fire Nation’s path as he is a smug, walking dick. They’re both every inch the product of an imperialist agenda as they are the villains of their respective seasons. They’re bad, they’re rotten, but they’re soldiers.
To drag the comics into this for a moment, the vilification of the other nations began as early as pre-genocide. Soldiers were brainwashed into associating the Avatar and his people with their own doom. It’s no mind-blowing inference that the same notions were hammered into cadet Zhao, or that little Azula was spoon-fed the same story.
Shifting the lens when they’re in the same shot - assigning sadist status to one and victim status to the other, ain’t gonna fly. Try again.
Ahh, and someone was slick enough to point this out, but Iroh’s flinch in this scene, next to Azula’s fist of satisfaction?
Oop!
Perspective is so funny, isn’t it?
Next thing - the godforsaken ‘Zhao is a creep’ angle.
I don’t even want to dig my fingers into this one. This take is so obviously for purposes of Zuko whump that I’m going to spare myself the loss of braincells. While I have nothing against exploring this in fic, don’t even try to tell me it’s rooted in canon. It’s 100% true that interpretations of source material are infinite, but that doesn’t mean all of them are right.
What happened to the creep angle during this scene? Oh, yeah, it sparked hot, steamy Zucest.
I found about two to three sources while hunting down these images alone that (aptly) explained Azula’s sexualization as a “temptress” femme fatale-esque character, and even touched on Grey DeLisle’s sultry voice acting that did nothing for the portrayal of a fourteen year old girl. I’ve got nothing against any ship as long as the shippers are respectful... but hmm, do I spy another Zhao-Azula double standard?
(You okay back there, Iroh?)
Oooohh nooo, it’s the predator eyeing his next prey!! It just can’t be Jason Isaacs’ “wonderful, cunning evil vibe” poured into another role... Do I have to pull up several Lucius Malfoy/Harry Potter oneshots based on the scene where he hooked his cane on his shoulder to show you how asinine this take is?
Azula and Zhao both target Zuko’s insecurities to get a rise out of him. Azula and Zhao are both complicit in the conquering of the Earth Kingdom. Azula and Zhao both believe (respectively) that they were given divine right, that they wield the superior element. Azula and Zhao both grin like maniacs while Zuko is getting his face torched - it’s who they are. They align so closely that exploring the weight of a poisoned upbringing, deadly ideals, and raw firebending power drawn from a different root than the first masters is impossible without owing consideration to both characters. Both their arcs end in fucking insanity. Nationalism does that to people. Talk to me about that next time.
Jesus. I need a cold shower. Thanks for reading.
#long post#the uncrispiest of double standards#an S for you an M for you and an H for you#tw cussing#atla#avatar the last airbender#atla meta#zhao#azula#admiral zhao#zuko#ok i’m going to be soft again 🥺 (but ready)#omgtwp’s salt takes
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I loved your childhood friends ask! I have a headcannon that when they grow up and get to high school, Billy has a hard time because Steve is seeking out girls whereas Billy just wants him. Billy would definitely cry to his mom about it, especially when Nancy comes into the picture, his head in her lap as she plays with his hair and tries to soothe his broken heart and sobs. How could he fall in love with his straight childhood best friend?
it wasn’t steve’s fault.
billy had to keep reminding himself that it was in no way steve’s fault.
but as he sat in the camaro, waiting for steve to get out of his house, billy could see steve twirling the phone cord around his fingers while he blushed and talked to someone.
billy had been there for almost ten minutes. and steve had seen him, even waved at him, and was usually so punctual about leaving the house.
but it took a total of 25 minutes for steve to hang up the phone and come out to billy’s car.
“nance was talking to me about that party friday, you know the one? but yeah she wanted us to go together and so...”
“so you wanna drive her to the party. steve, she’s your girl, you gotta take her,”
steve sighed out in relief, “we’ll go to the next one together, b, alright?”
“of course,”
they hung out that afternoon but billy didn’t feel as up for it as he was when he was getting ready.
steve was constantly talking about nancy or the party and what he should wear. billy wanted to beat his face in.
it wasn’t for any other reason than he was being annoying. steve and billy were hanging out. that was the plan. it wasn’t steve, billy, and the constant thought of nancy wheeler hanging out.
they drove around for a while, which was nice, and they sang to music, and billy felt settled by steve’s semi-raspy singing voice.
he felt a bit better about losing steve to nancy until he went to drop steve off. it wasn’t anything that happened, just what he said:
“thanks for being so cool about the party. maybe nance and i can introduce you to heather, she’s super nice and i think she likes you!”
billy forced an easy smile on his face while he looked at steve, “sure, t, that would be nice,”
then steve left and billy waited until he got into the house before driving off like a bat outta hell.
he didn’t go straight home. he went to the gas station, filled up the tank, bought three packs of cigarettes, and a candy bar before driving around for the remainder of the night, until about 12.
steve never listened anymore.
in the car, billy had been talking about how he had found a second job at the pool and his coworker, heather, was really sweet.
then steve brings her up at the end of the night like he came up with her out of nowhere? did he not listen to a word billy had said all night?
and nancy. nancy prissy-motherfucker wheeler.
who does she think she is? ramming her way into their group, pretending to be all shy and sweet and cutesy when she just wants steve.
and the way she thinks she’s better than everyone because she’s taking next-grade level clases.
well guess what, wheeler, so am i!! you’re nothing special!!
as billy finished off the last cigarette of the second pack, he reached into the passenger seat to grab for the third pack when he realized how shaky his hands were.
glancing around the car, he noted that it was 11:45, three and a half hours since he’d left steve’s house. and he was going 94 on a shady backroad.
billy loved the feel of speeding, but knew his mother would whip his ass if he did.
rather than open a new pack, billy decreased his speed (to 70, but it was better than 100) and started driving home.
he rolled all the windows down completely, hopefully getting some of the smell out.
when he’d pulled into his driveway, his mom was standing on the porch, trying to shove the key into the lock while balancing her purse, diner leftovers, and another bag in her arms.
billy quickly got out of the car, leaving the pack of cigarettes in there and grabbing the candy bar before walking up the steps and taking the takeout boxes out of her hands.
“thank you, sweet boy,” she smiled as she finally got the key in the lock
they walked into the house quietly, setting all of their stuff down.
billy discarded his jacket in the coat closet while she had gone to change out of her diner uniform into comfy pajamas.
billy moved to the kitchen to take plates and cups down, setting them on the dining table suit for three people, maximum.
he opened the take out boxes and moved each of their dinners onto plates before filling the glasses with ice and water.
“thank you, baby,”
she pecked him on the forehead as he sat down at the table, then took her normal seat and began eating.
“how was your day?”
“better than yours,”
billy’s face scrunched up a little at her comment as she took a bite of her burger.
“you still smell like smoke, plus you were meeting with steve at 6, so you’ve been out for quite a while...”
“it’s nothing to worry about,” billy kept holding his burger rather than take a bite out of it, the smoking having ruined his appetite.
“billy,”
“promise, it’s nothing to worry about,”
“alright. don’t you both have that party friday?”
“why does everyone care about this stupid party!?” billy said, louder than he meant to.
“who’s ‘everyone’?”
“nobody, mom,”
“oooh, you’re all grumpy, calling me ‘mom’ and shit. why don’t you check the attitude by tomorrow morning, mkay?”
billy nodded and took a bite of his food, “sorry,”
“it’s alright, but you can’t get angry at me for something i didn’t do, billy,”
billy nodded and she got up to clear her finished plate, rinsing it then coming back to where billy was still eating.
she held his face gently in her hands and placed a long kiss on his forehead, “try to get a good nights sleep, hon,”
she walked to the back of the house, where her bedroom was, and shut the door, leaving billy with most of his dinner still on his plate and heaviness in his heart.
billy made it through the rest of the school week. the weather was warming up, nearing the end of the school year, and the days were pretty easy.
but he was avoiding steve. well, really, he was avoiding the priss, and since she was always with steve, he was avoiding him by default.
and it didn’t feel any better avoiding steve when every time he did see him, he was holding flowers for her, or picking her up from behind, or talking real close to her face all sweet.
the worst part was that steve didn’t seem all to fazed by not seeing billy those four days.
and it hurt. it hurt that, apparently, steve meant more to billy than billy meant to steve. it hurt that the priss could replace billy so quickly.
and so billy was getting agitated. his mom kept working late shifts and billy was working on training for his lifeguard job and homework and it all felt like too much was going on and he didn’t have steve there to distract him.
so, by complete accident, he got into a fight. a big one. with a senior.
for a junior, billy could probably pass as an actual adult, and had the muscles and fighting skills to prove it.
the senior wasn’t too far off either, though.
billy got knocked into (by accident) in the hall while he was watching steve and the priss and just... snapped.
he and the boy were both losers of the fight, neither looking better than the other and neither having been declared winner. plus, they were both marched off to the principals office at the end of the day.
billy, out of the corner of his eye, saw steve watching him get marched off to the front offices, but didn’t care to look and see his face.
more so, the disappointment that would be there. steve hated when he got angry and fought. he hadn’t gotten into a fight since freshman year, so what happened now?
billy’s mom, having been called in from work, seemed as if she was on fire when she came into the building.
she was a taller woman, had broad shoulders and a glare that rivaled billy’s. in short, she was intimidating as fuck (even in her cute 50s work uniform)
billy couldn’t look her in the eye.
after they’d finished with the principal (two day suspension for both boys), billy and his mom walked out to his car.
“where’d you park?” billy grumbled.
“i had christopher drop me off so i could make sure that you would be going straight home after this,”
they made it to the blue camaro, both standing on the drivers side door.
“mom—“
“keys!” she held her hand out and billy stared at her, “now!”
he fumbled in his jean jacket pocket before handing her the keys, walking around to the passenger door and getting in.
they drove the speed limit the whole way home, not talking and not listening to music. just the rumble of the engine as they sat in silence, both seething with different types of anger.
they pulled up to the house, both getting out and going to the door, unlocking it and billy tried storming off to his room before he was called back.
“what!”
“first of all, loose the ‘tude,” she gestured for him to sit on the couch as she walked back and forth in front of the coffee table. “second of all, no party friday.
“now, what the hell is wrong with you? huh? i didn’t raise you to punch a kid for accidentally bumping you in the hall and i most definitely never taught you to talk back to me!
“i get it, billy. we all have bad days or weeks or whatever but we don’t scream at other people or start fights because we feel angry! do you understand that?”
“yes, ma’am,”
“now, why don’t you tell me why you’ve been all ‘hormonal teenager’ for the past week. well, the past month you’ve been weird, so start from the beginning,”
billy took a few deep breaths, “mom, i really don’t wanna—“
“no, we’re gonna talk. i took the whole day off work so we could fix this, so we are gonna talk and we are gonna figure this out, because you’re not you, billy. you are sweet and smiley and funny and you’ve been a little shit recently,”
billy smiled a little bit at his moms crude language, something most parents would frown upon.
“i’m pretty sure that steve and i aren’t really friends anymore. not like we used to be, at least,” billy scrunched up his nose, a tell that meant he was pretending he wasn’t about to start crying.
“why do you think that? you and steve are inseparable, have been since the day you met,”
“he got a girlfriend,” billy was staring just over his mom’s head, pretending he was looking at her. “and he hasn’t been...”
“hasn’t been what?”
he rolls his eyes, “i’m gonna sound like an asshole,”
“you are a little asshole, just say it,”
“he doesn’t pay attention to me anymore. all he talks about is the priss and how their relationship is going. i love him, mom, you know i do, but i can’t hear another word about her! i hate her!”
“why? is she mean to steve?”
“not mean mean, but, like, i talked to some of the guys we hang out with and they think steve’s been weird recently too. he doesn’t do anything without her and he’s different. i can’t explain it, he’s just not the same steve,”
“billy, it’s his first love, he’s gonna be all sappy for her and forget about his friends, it’s just how it is most of the time,”
“no! it’s not ‘just how it is’ because steve and i aren’t just friends, we’re closer and she’s just pulling him away! he doesn’t even care that she is!”
“billy,”
“you don’t understand!”
“i do, i get it completely, but you’re teenagers and you’re gonna get upset. i’m surprised you and steve have made it this far without having a big fight yet,”
“but we aren’t supposed to have big fights! he’s supposed to listen to me and i’m supposed to listen to him! we get each other and he knows me better than anyone! he’s not like my other friends, he’s—he’s steve—and i can’t loose him, mom,
“he was the first kid i really got to hang out with when you kicked dad out, and he helped me through that. we’re close! i can’t just lose him now, after everything!”
“billy, baby,” he looked up to her, teary eyes and all, “what are you really thinking about right now?”
“i think... i think i like steve, like, i like like steve,”
“i know, baby,”
billy’s head shot up to look at her eyes, “you—“
“billy, you’ve loved steve since the day you met, it’s harder not to notice,”
billy starts breathing deeper then, and his mom moves to sit on the couch, pulling him into her chest as she plays with his hair while he cries quietly about losing his best friend and crush.
“it hurts so bad, momma,”
she shushes his broken voice and continues to play with his hair, “i know, baby, i know,” she tears up along with him.
they stay like that until the school day ends, then when the sun goes down.
billy ends up falling asleep on the couch that night. she gets up to get the knitted blanket off of an adjacent chair and drapes it over his body, not being able to cover all of his legs, but staying there with him all night.
it was hard, as a mother, to watch her son break into so many little pieces. but it was even harder when she almost felt her heart break with his.
she knew steve, knew he would make whoever he ended up with a very, very happy person. he was sweet and went out of his way to make others happy.
and a selfish part of her really wanted steve to end up with her billy, for him to be treated right by the only person he’s been in love with. the person who he’d unintentionally pined after for years.
she just wanted to see her boys happy.
#ooh this was angsty#let me know if you want a second fluffier part#stranger things#harringrove#billy hargrove#steve harrington#billy’s mom#billy hargroves mom#mw harringrove#mediocre—writing
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what the fuck i’m so gay. fucknggggg.,,Kyoto in a swimsuit.
Fuyuhiko/blond mob (?) guy hates the water and I say that’s canon now. Mukuro has to hold him bridal style until they get to his fuckin beach chair and she spends the entire time like “you realize I could be getting carried by or carrying one of my GIRLFRIENDS”
Byakuya refuses to wear his swimsuit. He wears like a gross Gucci shirt and some khakis or something rich looking idk. CoMpLeTeLy UnReLaTeD, Celeste and Chiaki have filled up about ten Super Soakers and Peko has been chasing them around for a good half hour making sure they don’t get drowned in the ocean by Togami
Monokuma is the type to lay facedown in the ocean because he wants to see if anyone will notice he’s “dead” and try to help (yes this is what I did as a kid)
literally NO ONE cares. Ibuki is the only person. She goes to Junko because she’s concerned and Junko’s like “yeah he just kinda does that” “really?” “no but whatever, he’s fine”
Ibuki has to give Chihiro the biggest puppy eyes to swim out and grab him (because she does technically know how to swim, but Monokuma floated pretty far out from the shore and last time she went in a seaweed creature touched her foot so please-?) and Chihiro was going to go in anyway to race Makoto so she does it - queer eye anon
YES YES YES KYOKO IN A BIKINI LITERALLY MADE ME LOSE MY MIND I LOVE HER SO FUCKING MUCH
PFFF MUKURO FUYU FRIENDSHIP REAL,,,,,also highkey imagining everyone being like “c’mon fuyu come splash in the water with us!!” “No go fuck yourselves”
And then five minutes later Peko shows up in her swimsuit and he’s just “AWOOGA 👀👀👀👀” and lets himself be dragged into the mortifying ordeal of having fun and acting his age in front of other people because GOD Peko is so pretty he would do anything for her
(And also Mukuro seeing this happen and just “IT WAS THAT FUCKING EASY????”)
GOD THE BYAKUYA THING IS CANON FROM THE LOOKS OF IT HENWBSMSVDKWBSNS
Makoto, throwing a beach ball at him so that it hits him in the head: PUT THE BOOK DOWN LOSER WE ARE AT THE BEACH
and okay listen for as much as I don’t like him, the Look™️ he is giving in that promo artwork,,,,,,,,sir u have no right to be so attractive I’m going to strangle you but also 😳
CHIAKI IS THE QUEEN OF WATER GUN SNEAK ATTACKS OUGH OKAY
Like you think you’re safe???? You think she doesn’t know exactly where you are and how best to ruin your dignity???? Think again
And OH Celeste is 100% such an enabler for that. She is a woman of chaos and imagining her with a super soaker is both hilarious and also 😳😳😳 ma’am,,,,👀 she has no mercy she WILL slaughter you on sight
It turns into all out war!!!! Imagine these kids having a water gun fight okay I would die for them they deserve the world!!!!
Hiyoko taking cheap shots (nagito gets caught in her crosshair most often because he’s ✨unlucky✨) whenever and wherever she can because she’s such a little shit. Makoto and Komaru being the sibling dream team one second and then betraying each other the next!!!! Chiaki pretending to have accidentally fallen asleep only to then spring awake for a surprise attack!!!! Kokichi SPECIFICALLY going after anyone who looks like they’re just chilling/tanning on the beach and avoiding the water HSNAMDBDN
Somebody gets fuyu at one point and from then on out Peko commits straight up murders but like /pos
is it possible for a pretty lady to strike fear into the hearts of the masses while holding nothing but a super soaker??? Yes okay god is a woman and her name is peko pekoyama
And yes Togami is one thousand percent ready to drown everybody he’s SO pissed HSMSBDNWSN
GOD SAME GOD SAME GOD SAME MONOKUMA HAS LIKE THE MIND OF A 9 YEAR OLD AND I APPRECIATE HIM FOR IT
Junko and Monokuma having a relationship that is just casual vibes is my favorite I love them so much 🥺❤️ like junko is just so unconcerned with all the weird shit cause she knows it’s normal meanwhile everybody else is just ?????? MA’AM???????
HDNAKEJSNS “no, but whatever, he’s fine” I’M CRYIGNFBDHSMDBD
i know it contradicts the next part but my immediate thought was that after that encounter Ibuki just swims out next to him and also pretends that she is face down drowned in the water because 🤝 solidarity ❤️
monokuma: not the reaction I was hoping for but thanks
BUT OH OH OH AWWW CHIHIRO AND IBUKI THAT’S SO CUTE AAAHGHG ???? and once she gets out there chihiro picks him up and carries him on her head until they get back to shore
meanwhile Ibuki is crying and shouting “MY LOVE YOU ARE A GODDESS” to which chihiro is just :]
#*points at these fuckers* I love them so much#danganronpa#fuyupeko#chihibuki#queer eye anon#kyoko kirigiri#Mukuro ikusaba#fuyuhiko kuzuryu#Peko pekoyama#Byakuya togami#Makoto naegi#chiaki nanami#celestia ludenberg#hiyoko saionji#nagito komaeda#Komaru naegi#kokichi ouma#junko enoshima#monokuma#chihiro fujisaki#Ibuki mioda#ask box#headcanon tag#ultimate summer camp#danganronpa s
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Ep 27 of Word of Honor, and that was … Well. That was definitely the unicorn chaser to spending so much time and hugging with Awful Yifu in the last episode.
(Spoilers, as ever, so scroll away and come back later, if you’re still planning to watch unspoiled.)
I mean, what is there to say?
Ha, no, really, I can find plenty to say. Buckle up, I guess.
Clearly, I’m going to talk about The Scene, and there’s a lot going on here, besides the obvious cake frosting of everyone coming to everyone else’s rescue and the fighting and the crying and the declarations, and then once it’s all over, when everybody’s still hopped up on adrenaline, before the crash hits, the shouting and the laughing. At the end of it, we’re not even 20 minutes into the ep, and I feel like that should have been the climax (har), but they probably knew nobody would be able to concentrate on anything else that came before it. I’ve seen a couple of interviews now where Zhang Zhehan said he wanted to play Wen Kexing, and given the chance, he would probably still pick that role, and then everyone involved in the interview rambles on about the complexity of the Wen Kexing character, and it makes me worry that Zhang Zhehan isn’t giving himself or Zhou Zishu enough credit for the depth and range that he pulled out of the character. There’s a lot of various people yelling at various other people in many different places in this show, but there’s not been a scene yet that I felt it like I did when ZZS shouts at WKX after Ye Baiyi finally goes away, wanting to know what the fuck he was thinking. That felt real, and it felt layered – like, there’s a bone-deep fear that’s giving that anger extra strength, fear about the fact that WKX could be so self-destructive. Which also may force ZZS to confront for the first time the idea that WKX could die and leave him alone, just like all his other shidi died and left him alone. I’d have to go back and rummage around in previous eps, but I feel like this could be the first time ZZS really has to confront the idea that could happen, and he’s probably not at all prepared for it, because he’s understandably expecting to be the first to go. But this idea that WKX could just disappear, and get himself killed (because let’s face it, Ye Baiyi tossed them both around like toys), and ZZS would never see him again – that he would abandon ZZS like that, just to hide his secrets – I think that might be part of the anger, here. (You don’t fail me … and Zhou Zishou’s expectations for what constitutes not being failed are a pretty low bar, consisting mainly of not getting yourself killed like a fucking dumbass, and even that bar suddenly seems to be too high for Wen Kexing to clear.)
There’s also a clear parallel here, need I say, to the scene in a previous ep when Gu Xiang (WKX) begs Shen Shen (Ye Baiyi) that even after Shen Shen (Ye Baiyi) kills her (him), could he just for god’s sake not tell her (his) boyfriend who she (he) really was. Wen Kexing’s supposedly thought-out plan was basically just going to be what A-Xiang came up with on the fly, and stupid babies need the most love, I remind myself grimly, particularly when all this is about something Zhou Zishu already knew anyway, because he’s a brilliant former merciless assassin, not a good-hearted self-deprecating cinnamon roll who thinks he’s the least talented person in his sect like Cao Weining. We’ve also got some tasty philosophical stuff in this whole confrontation, including competing responsibilities – loyalty vs. justice vs. integrity – along with ideas of retributive vs. restorative justice. This is another good Zhang Zhehan acting moment, because that whole bit about how, actually, Grandpa, his shifu would have been about guiding his shidi toward kindness and making up for the mistakes he made – I actually believe he’s wholly thinking about Wen Kexing when he pulls out this philosophical rapier, and not at all about how restorative justice benefits ZZS, himself, considering how much blood he has on his own hands and that earlier conversation about frying in oil for 80 vs. 100 years. Good job, my friend. The one thing that makes me sad about this scene is that I’ve seen That Extra, and I hate we were robbed of not only Zhou Zishu actually laying his head on Wen Kexing’s shoulder but of Gong Jun’s single crystalline tear spilling down his cheek. Zhang Zehan’s right, that was a better take.
Anyway, Ye Baiyi proceeds to put WKX under house arrest, which, just. So he has to live with ZZS for the rest of his life? Please don’t throw him into the briar patch, right?
Also, yes, WKX. He’d die for you, dumbass. God.
Just to drive home the point of how the Wen Kexing/Zhou Zishou and Gu Xiang/Cao Weining relationships are the same relationship, we then go to a scene … well, we then go directly to a scene where Cao Weining is just sitting there, chin in hand, gazing adoringly at Gu Xiang, much the way Wen Kexing has been gazing adoringly at Zhou Zishu since about Ep 3 2 1 … but that also leads into a scene where Cao Weining is interrogated about Gu Xiang by his shixiong in a milder, miniature version of the grilling ZZS just took from his elder. “Do you know who she is?” Whoever she is, he’s going to continue to respect her boundaries. “I promised her, so I won’t betray or distrust her.” “We’ve been through so much together.” (“We’re in the same boat anyway, we might as well stay together.”) I won’t fail you. Nobody in this scene has actually made the Ghost Valley connection, yet, and Cao Weining is not as canny as Zhou Zishu, so we’re not yet going to get any kind of resolution on the issue in this relationship - but given the way these relationships are running on parallel tracks, I have positive feelings about how Cao Weining is going to meet this challenge (not that I didn’t, anyway) once the info finally does come out.
What else, what else? We do go back to Xie Wang and Awful Yifu in this ep, and oh boy.
Xie’er: Ghost Valley Master’s faithful minion Heartless Amethyst Fiend has been sent by her master to sneakily follow Cao Weining and infiltrate the Gentle Wind Sword Sect where the Glazed Armor is being held.
A-Xiang, chillin’ outside the gated community in a rustic cabin with her fiancé, doing some mending and waiting for her wedding day: Never speak of my former master again, I have utterly left that life behind me. Also, what should we have for dinner?
I can see how you would come to the conclusion you did, Xie’er, but wow, the only time you’ve been more wrong in your life is about your Awful Yifu. Speaking of which, it appears the cat Awful Yifu is out of the bag. Xie Wang is still all, “Since you saved me, you can take my life back if you want,” and here we are in Zhou Zishu-Prince Jin territory again, shades of ZZS in Ep 1 not even blinking as he offers himself to Prince Jin and takes the gamble that he won’t just get his head cut off for his troubles. ALSO, I distinctly remember telling you, Xie’er, that you were empathizing (although not sympathizing) a bit much with the women of the Department of the Unfaithful, and here we do in fact get an explicit comparison, looking back to the conversation with Beauty Ghost about her loser boyfriend, when you refer to yourself as “also a gambler” as you take your leave of Zhao JIng. You need some Water of Lethe, buddy. Or do you think – to return to that conversation and the parallels with Beauty Ghost – that if you remember all this, you’ll stop making the same mistakes?
A last few random things:
lol, let’s all take a minute to giggle over the fact that ZZS has, in Ye Baiyi’s words, associated with this dude. Is that what the kids are calling it these days? Sorry, but I had to pause the show at that point to snicker like a 12-year-old.
Chengling: “How dare those ruffians beat my two dads! Let’s burn down their house.” Wow. OK. Xiang-jie has been … some kind of influence on her didi.
Last scene of ZZS and WKX, oh my god:
ZZS: You’re feeling bad for keeping a secret from a kid? What about me? How are you going to make it up to me?
WKX: Oh, my goodness, look at the time. I’m feeling so … sleepy. Yes, that’s it. I must go to bed. You also must be so … sleepy. You should. You know. Go to bed. Too. Also. To cure your … sleepiness. As you do, in a bed. Where I will also be.
Me, to the screen: He’s going to make it up to you on his back.
Also me: :facepalm: You are a pair of merciless killers. How are you this adorable?
#zhang zhehan#zhou zishu#wen kexing#ye baiyi#gu xiang#cao weining#xie wang#zhao jing#zhang chengling#word of honor#word of honor episode reax
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BNHA: something sad (Resentment)
Summary: The last time Katsuki sees Izuku alive the other boy is rushing to save him. A ‘the Sludge Villain incident gone wrong’ aka Izuku dies.
Characters: Katsuki Bakugo
Fandom: My Hero Academia
WARNINGS! Major Character death, swearing, heavy angst, graphic descriptions of violence
Other parts in this AU: (Something Sad), (Anger), (Grief)
This is the direct sequel to (Implosion)
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“Not many people get hit with a concussive blast of this strength and walk away will so few injuries.” Is what the paramedic that looks Katsuki over says, hand glowing a faint blue as he uses some sort of diagnostic quirk.
“It looks like you have a few cuts, bruising, strained muscles and sprained wrist from what I can see. I’d recommend getting a proper examination at the hospital but there’s nothing life-threatening here.” The medic continues.
The emergency doctor at the hospital confirms the diagnosis and shakes his head in disapproval, adding, “…bruising on your ribs and a fractured finger. No concussion, thankfully, but you’ll have a nasty bump on the back of your head. If your quirk didn’t make you naturally resistant to these sorts of shock-based blasts, you would be dead..”
…
After that, everyone is practically falling over each other to lecture him on how irresponsible and reckless he is.
..
His mum arrives and there is a lot of shouting which just pisses him off.
“HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO REACT WHEN I GET WOKEN UP AT ONE IN THE MORNING BY POLICE TELLING ME THAT MY IDIOT SON, WHO SHOULD BE ASLEEP, IS IN HOSPITAL!!”
“WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!
Then there is the quiet disappointment he gets from his father when his mum is done yelling which only fuels his resentment.
“I don’t understand why you did it son. Did you want to get into that fight? Or was it a mistake? Please. We can’t help if we don’t know what’s going on.”
Eventually, he finally snaps, “I fucking felt like it! That’s why I did it! And you know what, I’d do it again.”
It wasn’t like he could or even wanted to explain that he’d jumped out his window to wander the streets at midnight because he had had a bad dream and his All Might poster had looked at him funny. That the rage and anger were preferable to that sinking empty feeling that had turned his every waking moment into a pointless repeat of everyday routines and useless interactions. That every time he let himself pause and reflect, Deku’s stupid smiling face was mocking him from the afterlife.
Next, he spends an hour with Senior Officer Watanabe recounting every possible detail from his stroll through the streets to his climactic fight with Lanky, Tiny and Grease-Hair.
“Well, you definitely don’t do things in half measures kid. So far we have private and public property damage, unlicensed quirk usage, quirk usage with the intent to harm, vigilantly activity, assault...”
“Assault! Why the hell is that on the list. Those bastards started it.”
“You can’t go around beating people up no matter how good your intentions are!”
“So, you wanted me to just watch!”
“Yes!” A long breath, “I know it can be hard but you need to wait for the pros. You got lucky this time but what if things had been different? You had misread the situation. What if you had been badly injured? What if you had accidentally injured the victim or killed someone? There is a reason we make people get a license for Hero work. Seison Masuyama is a B-rank villain.”
“B rank? He wasn’t that strong.”
“His quirk, Kinetic-Force, collects kinetic energy and releases it in one overpowered attack. It’s deadly to most people. You were lucky he had already used it once that day and that you were resilient enough to withstand it."
After multiple repeats of the ‘you’re lucky you’re not dead,’ with a side order of ‘it’s a good thing you’re still a minor because you could go to jail for this,’ he gets to go home.
It is three in the morning by the time he arrives back at the apartment, two exhausted parents in tow, having been issued an ‘official warning,’ an order to complete 100 hours of community service and instructions to undergo a psychiatric evaluation. He has never felt angrier or more resentful.
A days later and he is back at school, wasting his time watching clocks and avoiding classmates.
Nothing had changed.
…
…
…
The car screeches to a stop at the school gates, throwing Katsuki forward in his seat. His mum turns to fix him with a stern glare, eyes narrow.
“If you’re not waiting right here by the gate when I come to pick you up or so help me I’ll be escorting you to and from your classroom from the rest of your school life,” she threatens.
“Lay off you old bat,” Katsuki snaps as was becoming routine since his mum had started driving him the short distance to school, “I got it the first million times.”
“I’ll believe that when I see it.” A finger is pointed at his nose, waving in an almost menacing fashion. “Remember. Here. School Gates. 4:00pm. Don’t you dare think about ditching again.”
Katsuki sneers and kicks open the car door, turning to slams it shut with as much force as possible in retaliation. He stalks through the gates, shouldering his way through a group of loitering students. They all scatter when they recognise him. In some ways, he prefers dealing with the anger and yelling of his mum than his father’s quiet disappointment. That doesn’t stop it from being annoying as hell.
A spike of pain runs through his hand from where he must have used a little too much force on the door. Maybe he should take his father up on those kickboxing classes. Sure, he had practised punching after reading a bunch of online guides, but reading and solo practice were completely different when compared with real actual fighting. That was assuming he was going to be getting into more real fights. He opens and closes his bandaged fist, feeling a slight sting in his wrist and fingers. He glares. Four days on and he can still feel the echo of adrenalin. The thrill of righteous anger had been so much more satisfying than the directionless rage he was accustomed to. It had rekindled some of that fire that drove him to be the best, to win, chasing away the sickening emptiness which had been dogging his every waking step.
He wants to feel that again…He wants to do something other than listlessly go through the same daily motions as he drifts towards his now uncertain future.
“Hey Bakugō!”
He keeps walking, ignoring whatever loser classmates wanted to talk to him.
“HEY!”
A hand lands on his shoulder and Katsuki twitches, a hairs breath away from spinning and firing a blast point-blank into the pest’s face. Instead, he stops and deliberately turns to glower at the pathetic piece of trash behind him. Murata Taheiji from his homeroom is standing there, one hand on his hip, flanked by two other boys he doesn’t know the names of. Two more appear to stand in front of him, blocking his way. They are all puffed up like they think they’re hot shit. Katsuki scoffs. Are these failures really trying to bully him? HIM!?
“How about you get the fuck out of my way and go find a first year to pick on. You know, someone more on your level.”
That gets him an irritated scowl that transforms into a patronising grin, “You were always such a stuck up prick Bakago…Acting so high and mighty all the time. Not anymore, I know the truth. You’re just like the rest of us.”
“Huh?” he drawls, dragging out the sound, turning so he is facing the boy, “What the fuck are you on about.”
“My dad works for Musutafu police dispatch and he told me something real interesting yesterday.” A dramatic pause, “He said that you got arrested a few nights ago.” There is a laugh that is echoed by the four surrounding him. By now the confrontation has garnered the attention of several onlookers, who are slowly drifting closer.
“All that shit about being a Hero and you got arrested. What’d you do? Steal some candy from a convenience store? We all know you don’t have money.”
Around them, the growing audience is eyeing him with varying levels of eager anticipation like they think he’ll break down and start crying because of some dumb-ass insults. Damn, if that doesn’t just piss him off. How dare these losers think him that weak.
“Don’t compare me to your loser selves,” he dismisses aggressively, making to turn and forcefully elbow his way past. He is stopped by Murata’s hand which is still on this shoulder.
“You know what I think. I think you’re all talk.”
Katsuki stills, letting the words sink and curdle in his stomach. In one short move, he turns and steps in close to Murata so they are almost nose to nose.
“Don’t fucking touch me,” he warns. The other boy tenses, looking like he wants to say something else equally stupid. If he remembers correctly Murata has some sort of muscle-enhancer, reflex quirk. One of the only worthwhile quirks in the school.
Katsuki jerks his elbow up and around in a quick jab. It smacks into the loser’s face. Crack. Guess having fast reflexes didn’t make a difference when you never saw the blow coming.
There is a cry of surprised pain and shouts of alarm from the peanut gallery. The other boy falls back, tripping over his own feet. It is ridiculously simple to lift a leg and deliver a kick to the stomach, not even a strong kick, so his failed bully thuds onto the ground, tossing up a small puff of sand. Unlike the fight in the ally, there is no rush of excitement, no spike of anger or adrenaline. No exhilaration. He is just irritated and maybe a bit disappointed. That’s what he gets for expecting anything out of the pathetic losers that went Aldera Middle School. They were more annoying than anything else.
Murata rolls around in the dirt, wheezing, trying to draw breath. He can almost imagine Deku running up to complain about his violent tendencies or sprout some shit about Hero’s needing to protect people like Murata didn’t ask for it when he decided to try his luck bullying someone obviously stronger than him.
The reminder of Deku sours his already shitty mood.
“Ah…you broke my nose. YOU BOKE IT…ah…it hurts. Do something!” The idiot calls to his equally idiotic friends as he tries to stop blood from pouring down his face.
Katsuki gazes coolly at the boy before directing his attention at the four other ‘bullies’ standing frozen around him.
“You extras got something else to add to that?” With Murata out of the game, the rest of the pathetic group shuffles about uncertainly.
“Ah…we’re good,” The tallest one says nervously, “Sorry about that Bakugō. No hard feelings right?”
He scoffs.
One of the boys moves forward to pull Murata upright, kneeling and pulling out a tissue to help stem the flow of blood. “Crap. I…I think Murata needs to go to the nurse. This looks serious.” There are a few more apprehensive glances in his direction like the other boys think he’ll insist on continuing the ‘fight’-ha! like this has been anything near a fight- until they are all bloody messes on the ground. Kaksuki rolls his eyes. As if he has the patience to deal with any more of these losers.
“Cowards,” he mutters, shoving past. The crowd of students who had gathered to watch the failed confrontation, scramble to get out of his way. A strong breeze rushes through the school’s courtyard, drawing attention to how quiet it has suddenly gotten. Barely audible whispers follow in his wake and he can feel many sets of eyes on his back, watching.
“He always did have a bad attitude.” They murmur.
“Guess he’s a real delinquent now.”
“…did you hear what Murata said. Do you think Bakugō actually got arrested?”
“That’s got to be fake right? Murata is full of hot air.”
“No way. I believe it. You don’t have to share a class with him, I’m telling you, Bakugō’s gone nuts.”
“Kind of scary when you think about it. With a quirk like that...”
He doesn’t know why they’re all so shocked. This isn’t the first fight he has gotten into on school grounds. Okay, so maybe he’d held off doing any real harm before now, well aware that U.A. would probably check his school record. It had never mattered to him because there was no point in beating up weaklings when he was obviously superior. Except for Deku…the only person he had ever really hurt, the only person he could get away with hurting without repercussions. And now he feels like extra shit. God, what a huge farce it had all been. Kaksuki clenches his fist and growls, wondering if it isn’t too late to ditch and go find somewhere secluded to blow off steam. Anything to escape this feeling of frustration.
He doesn’t have time to make a proper decision because news of his ‘fight’ had obviously spread to the staffroom. One of the second year homeroom teachers comes barrelling out of the school’s front entrance, eyes immediately landing on him.
“What happened!” Their eyes move past him to the bloody Murata, “Go wait in the principles office. Now.”
Well, he didn’t want to deal with his annoying classmates anyway. He stalks away, the sounds of the teacher fussing over Murata growing fainter behind him. When he arrives, the principal’s office is empty and he flings himself down into one of the comfy couches, irritated. The bell for homeroom goes off and Kaksuki remains sprawled across the couch, arm across his face to block out the light and his view of the clock slowly ticking away.
Just as he begins to contemplate leaving, Principle Fukuhara comes strolling into the room.
“ Bakugō,” the man lets out an exasperated sigh, “Sit up please.”
Katsuki moves his arm to peek out and glare at the man, deliberately ignoring the instruction.
“I just finished talking to Ms Yuki and the school’s nurse. You broke Murata Taheiji’s nose. I hope you realise how serious this situation is and that there will be major consequences. Aldera Middle School does not tolerate this sort of violence on its grounds.”
Silence. That was a fucking lie. Slowly, Katsuki pulls himself upright, meeting the man’s hard stare with his own.
“Well, do you have anything to say for yourself and your disgraceful behaviour..”
Katsuki narrows his eyes, “The idiot was asking for it.”
Obviously, it's the wrong response going by how the skin tightens around the man’s eyes, “I see...I’m sorry you feel that way. Up until now, our school has been more than lenient. We have overlooked your shameful behaviour these last few weeks because we wanted to give you time to settle after going through such as tragic incident. However, I am afraid that this time you have gone too far. Your parents will be notified. You’ll see the school councillor. You will be staying back for after school detention. Since this is your first major incident we…”
“First?” He cuts the man off. He is sick of hearing the moron’s voice. “Hahaha and people say you don’t have a sense of humour.” He laughs an unpleasant laugh which increases in volume until he is almost shouting.
“What sort of shit hole are you running? Three years I’ve been beating up the dumb idiots that come here and now you decide to care. Why is that huh? Is it because I’m no longer going to put this shitty place on the map and become a famous hero! HA!”
He lets his voice quieten, sneering “I’ll never be a hero so you’re shit out of luck.” Finally saying it out loud is like throwing a bucket of water over the embers of an already struggling fire. It hurts deep in his chest. The expression of shocked disbelief is almost worth it.
“Thanks for proving what a worthless profession it is,” he finishes with another hash laugh, rage simmering under his skin. When he tries to stand and leave a hand lands on his shoulder, pushing him back down.
The principal, who still looks somewhat stunned at his sudden outburst, orders, “Sit back down Bakugō! I am far from finished.”
Why do people always feel the need to grab him. He is so fucking sick of everyone pulling and tugging on him, trying to control him and hold him down. Katsuki turns slowly, that simmering rage pulsing, running down his limbs. Pop pop pop go his hands. He feels as explosive fire gathering in behind his eyes and in his shadowy stare. It is not the dramatic, adrenaline-induced anger he had felt when preparing for the ally fight. No, this is a dark burning rage, fuelled by his growing resentment.
“Touch me again,” he growls, low and intimidating, “and I’ll kill you.”
The principal snatches his hand back like he has just been burnt. A poignant silence follows in the wake of his threat.
“Suspension,” the man says, swallowing, “You’re suspended. I’m calling your parents right now.” And is it just him or does he look genuinely worried? There is even a hint of fear in his wrinkled face. Katsuki takes vindictive joy in the achievement. Finally…finally the worthless morons are seeing him, truly seeing him and not whatever Bakugō -delusion they’d all cooked up in their heads.
#bnha#mha#boku no academia#my hero academia#bnha fanfic#MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH#Katsuki Bakugō#‘the Sludge Villain incident gone wrong’ aka Izuku dies#graphic descriptions of violence#angst#bakugou swears and gets into fights#coarse language#fanfiction#fanfic#something sad au
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it’s bring your sibling to school day and katsuki, monoma, toga, and hawks are siblings. todoroki gets the shovel talk. bakugou and fuyumi are best friends. chaos ensues. (todobaku~)
“alright,“ aizawa slams his papers onto his desk. “tomorrow is bring your sibling to school day. if you don’t have siblings, don’t bring anyone. if you do, then bring your siblings. simple as that.”
the class fell into an excited chatter as they started discussing who they were going to bring. kirishima bounded over to katsuki, “hey, bakubro! i’m going to bring my little sister. i’ve told her all about you, she’s going to love you!”
bakugou flushed at that statement. he could feel todoroki’s jealous stare. they’d been dating for a few months, but decided not to announce it. they didn’t think it was a big deal, so they decided it was nobodies business. “hey, who are you going to bring?“ kirishima asked.
“my siblings.“
kirishima nearly fell out of his chair, “you have siblings!? and you didn’t tell me!?”
mina bounds over, “who has siblings?”
“bakubro! and he didn’t tell us.”
she slams her hands on the desk, “you have siblings!? and you didn’t tell us!?”
“that’s exactly what i said!”
he rolled his eyes, “you’ll all meet them tomorrow if you wanna see them so badly.”
________
the next day, he was forced to wake up the birdie by himself. “BIRDBRAIN, GET THE FUCK UP!”
hawks fell out of his bed, squawking, “why do you have to be so damn loud in the morning...”
katsuki crossed his arms, “it’s bring your siblings to school day and everyone else is down in the kitchen.”
“fine...”
hawks and katsuki go down to the kitchen and see monoma chasing toga around the kitchen.
“i said i called dibs on the last bagel, you psycho!”
toga giggled, “i got to it first! finder’s keepers, loser’s weepers!”
katsuki rolled his eyes, “i picked up more bagels the other day, neito. look in the pantry.”
monoma sped off, mood suddenly lifted and katsuki turned to hawks, “keigo, we’re going to make an entrance at U.A. today. nedzu already knows about us, so you are going to fly us in last minute, neito and toga on your back, and you’ll be carrying me in your arms.”
hawks nodded, too dazed to compute what he just said. katsuki goes to grab toga, neito, and a bagel, and they are off.
hawks was to busy with work to be able to take them to school by flying, and katsuki missed this feeling. he missed the buzz while slicing through the air, wind tangling his hair even more, and the chilling air whipping at his face. he whoops, way too unhinged in the morning, and neito starts yelling, “katsuki calm the FUCK down! i don’t know how your classmates haven’t found out how unhinged you get in the morning.”
toga giggled, “i can’t wait to see izu-kun! and who’s the boy you’re seeing? shouto todoroki?”
hawks froze, “you like ENDEAVOR’S SON? WHY DON’T I KNOW ABOUT THIS!?”
katsuki’s face suddenly heated up, “BECAUSE I DON’T WANT YOU TO GIVE HIM A SHITTY SHOVEL TALK!”
before hawks had the time to retort, U.A. was getting closer. katsuki smirked, “alright motherfuckers, i know when homeroom starts so we’re going to enter the building right before we’re late.”
toga looked at him, “why can’t we be late?”
“because i need my perfect attendance.”
neito snorted, “that’s seems like the nerd you are.”
“you shut the fuck up. i’m not the one going on about how ‘class 1-b is more superior’ and all that bullshit.” neito pouts, and the three laugh.
it was 8:20, time to get this show on the road. hawks dives down, giving a feather to each kid. they stand on it, like a skateboard, and hawks controls the feathers. katsuki, neito, and toga are next to hawks, skidding across the ground with feathers. they all do flips, tricks, and jumps (like snowboarding) and laugh together.
they can feel people’s stares and hear their whispers, but they don’t care. they’re getting closer to the door, and they hear excited shouts and chatter.
neito glances at katsuki, “you ready for this show?”
katsuki grins “hell yeah.”
hawks zooms them across, and lets them do flips. they burst open the door, startling most people but they don’t care, and start flying through the classroom.
toga giggles, “that was so fun~!” there were yells in the air, but their kids calmed the siblings down. they’d wait for a little, as she didn’t seem like she was attacking anytime soon.
katsuki was still floating in the air, “keigo let me the fuck down!”
keigo crossed his arms, “no! i need to meet this todoroki kid you-”
“THAT’S A SHITTY SECRET, NO ONE KNOWS YET.”
“well everyone’s gonna know now!”
katsuki jumps off his feather, and lunges towards the number 2 pro hero. there are some shrieks, but he ignores them. “keigo- you fucker- shut the fuck- up!”
“where’s this todoroki kid you seeing?”
uraraka jumps up “you and todoroki are dating!?”
katsuki turns red, and todoroki flushes at the sudden attention. fuyumi and natsuo were staring at him with wide eyes, and todoroki shrinks away from their gazes. “this is all your fault, why’d you bring that up!? fuck you, toga! and get the fuck away from the shitty nerd!”
toga was leaning over izuku’s desk, all in his face. katsuki rolled his eyes, “i’ll call kurogiri if you don’t stop!”
toga squeaked, then pouted, “fine~”
“well, well, well! i hope you all remember that class 1-a is inferior to-”
“NEITO! JESUS FUCKING CHRIST YOU ARE ALL ADULT CHILDREN! WHY CAN’T YOU FUCKING BEHAVE FOR A SHITTY DAY!? I COOK, I CLEAN, I PAY THE FUCKING TAXES. ...shit.”
the class was silent. katsuki paid his own taxes? what about his parents?
“you extras weren’t supposed to hear that. ANYWAY! I ASKED Y’ALL TO BEHAVE FOR ONE DAY AND WHAT DID YOU DO? YOU FUCKED IT UP!” katsuki took a deep breath, “so, you’re going to behave, right?” his voice was dangerously quiet.
neito, toga, and hawks quickly nodded their heads. a quiet katsuki was an angry katsuki. “now, we have to go to neito’s class. come on.”
katsuki pulled hawks, toga, and neito all onto his shoulder, and walked out the door. “if aizawa-sensei asks, i went to 1-b’s class to drop this piece of shit off.”
kirishima was the first to get out of his shock., “alright, bakubro! hey, aiko, that’s bakugou! the one i told you about!” the little girl nodded, a little shocked.
katsuki slammed the door open, and strolled out. he was carrying them all so easily, like he was used to this. that’s what carrying nitroglycerin filled gauntlets does for you. he stalks to 1-b’s classroom. he could hear vlad king asking where monoma was, and took that as an opportunity to answer his question.
“your kids right here vlad, chill a little bit.” everyone’s eyes widened as katsuki entered the room, a villain, the #2 pro hero, and neito slung over his shoulders.
he plopped neito onto the floor, and puts his hand on his hips. neito looks up at him, dazed and looking like a lost child. “alright, before i leave, i got some shit to get over with.” he stalks over to kendo, gaze sharp and attentive.
after some silent moments, and throws the two other bodies onto the floor, ignoring their whines and protests, and puts his hands together. “i am so sorry that i had to burden you to keep neito in place. i lose about 100 braincells just talking to him on a daily basis, and i have no idea how you are even alive. i’d like you to pay you for making my life so much easier every fucking day.”
he hands her a 10,000 yen (about 100 dollars in usd) and grabs toga and hawks by the collars.
kendo starts stuttering, “i-i, you don’t have to give this to me! it’s too much, really!”
katsuki rolled his eyes, “girlie you probably lost about 200,000 fucking braincells, you deserve it. taking care of one monoma neito is like taking care of 20 problem children.”
“b-but! 10,000 yen!? how do you get that money?”
“i work. and aizawa-sensei pays me to take care of class 1-a on a daily basis.”
kendo mutely nodded. “anyway, neito don’t you have something to say to your classmates?”
“wha-! i thought you were kidding when you said that!”
“nope. saying this moment or i’m grounding you and prohibiting you from saying that class 1-b is superior than class 1-a.”
“he has power over that kind of thing...?” awase muttered.
monoma stands up and walks over to vlad king, “...thank you for being my teacher, vlad king-sensei.”
katsuki nods proudly, ignoring the adult’s spluttering, and picks toga and hawks up by their collars. “say hi to neito’s class.”
“hi~!”
“hello!”
katsuki nods in approval, “alright, neito i’m picking you up after school, you better behave. if i hear from anybody that this poor girl is losing her sanity over karate-chopping your neck today, i’m pouring salt in your water.”
neito nods feverently, goes to sit down, and katsuki leaves the classroom. he strolls back to the class, still holding the two adult-children by the collars, and plops them next to his seats, and stares at them. “what the fuck do you want now?”
“can i have some blood?” the students look at him in alarm, thinking that they were going to get some blood stolen from them, but katsuki takes a baby bottle out of his jacket pocket. it’s filled with... blood. toga starts drinking it, humming with content.
“uh, katsuki?”
“WHAT, birdbrain!?”
hawks is now petrified, “c-c-can i still give the shovel talk to y-your boyfriend?”
“ABSOLUTELY NOT.”
hawks pouts and todoroki breathes a sigh of releif. he does not need to be scolded by his father’s coworker, not today.
“katsuki-kun?”
katsuki looks up “hah?”
fuyumi looked at him, not at all fazed by his demeanor, “here’s the mapo tofu recipe you asked for!”
his expression softened just a bit, “thanks.”
she nodded, “no problem! remember the girl i told you about? sakura?”
“the one who glued the other kid’s hands to the table because he was being mean?”
fuyumi nodded, a smile on her face, “she, uh, she ended up kicking him in the balls and used some... explicit language the other day.”
katsuki starts laughing, “finally! the little fucker got what he deserved then.”
she started giggling as well, “i think some of the language came from you and your last visit.”
katsuki rolled his eyes, “i don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about. i’m a fucking delight to be around.”
“you sure are! the kids want you to come back soon.”
todoroki takes this as an opportunity to interrupt, “ah, fuyumi-nii, how do you know katsuki?”
she turns to him, “katsuki-kun comes by my classroom and helps out sometimes!”
he nodded, “oh” he then proceeded to lift katsuki up, sit in his chair, and put him on his lap.
the reaction was immediate. bakugou yelped, “what the FUCK do you think you’re doing!?”
“since everybody knows i thought we could do this in public now.”
“you motherfucker! this is a classroom!”
todoroki pouts. “fine...”
he leaves the chair, and katsuki repeatedly bangs his head onto the desk, muttering about how, ‘stupid extras can’t give me a break for a day.’
aizawa finally enters the room, looks at toga and hawks, and wriggles into his sleeping bag.
hawks tugs on his shirt. katsuki rolls his eyes for about the 50th time today, “what do you need now, fucker?”
“when can i give the shovel talk to your boyfriend?”
he rolled his eyes, “because i have the feeling that you aren’t going to leave me alone until you say yes, just give him the fucking shovel talk now.”
hawks brightened. “thank you! now... shouto todoroki please come with me!”
he gulped, stood up, and stiffly followed hawks.
natsuo walks up to him, “hey, uh, shouto’s gonna be ok, right?”
katsuki passively waves his hand, “probably.”
the students’ eyes widen along with natsuo’s who looks towards his sister. she just shrugs her shoulders.
hawks and todoroki come back. hawks looks happy and bright, while todoroki looks like he’s about to throw up. he trudges over to katsuki, stands next to him, and immediately slumps over him.
“what the fuck did you do to him!?”
“i talked to him!”
“it surely doesn’t look like it.”
“what do you mean!? he looks fine!”
todoroki still hadn’t made a sound. he was just hugging katsuki as if his life depended on it.
“really now.” katsuki wasn’t impressed.
he patted todoroki on the back, “oi, big baby get the fuck up.”
he said something that sounded like a moan and gurgle.
katsuki pushed him to the ground.
he started pouting (again) and made grabby hands towards katsuki. he sighed, dragged todoroki’s body to where his siblings were, plopped him down, and went to his seat.
before hawks could say something stupid, he spoke in a low voice, “if you don’t behave yourself until the end of the school day, i will personally drag your ass to the league of villains and have toga drink your blood.”
toga spoke up, “that sounds nice!”
hawks gulped, sat down, and looked at the ground. the classroom was silent, and kirishima jogged towards katsuki.
“hey, bakubro! wanna meet my sister?”
“whatever, shitty hair.”
“hey, aiko! come over here!”
the little girl goes over to him. she has black hair and red eyes, just like kirishima without his hair dye. “hi, mister! eiji told me all about you!” her eyes brightened, “can i see your quirk?”
he wore a small smile, “sure.” he gives off small sparks, and no smoke was exerted.
“woah! they look like little firecrackers!”
the rest of the kids huddled around katsuki, and he showed various things he could do without making a big mess. he made a glowing sphere, firecrackers, and used some powder to make explosions of different colors.
the rest of the students watched in awe, and fuyumi and natsuo were studying him. “i think you chose a nice boy, shouto.”
todoroki was watching him fondly, “i know.”
class ended, and the rest of the classes were filled with chaos. the kids kept asking katsuki to show him his quirk, which he did, and during training they were amazed by the big explosions he could make.
hawks and toga also behaved themselves, hawks occasionaly getting lost from the amount of students asking for autographs, but toga could navigate without a hitch. students were still wary of her, and shrunk away when she walked near them.
at the end of the day, the kids asked katsuki for one more demonstration, todoroki hugged him until hawks started glaring at him, and they picked up neito. he, thankfully, didn’t cause any trouble and they all went home.
the four walked home in comfortable silence when hawks spoke up. “y’know, i think that todoroki kid is all right.”
“yeah.” katsuki gave them a smile, “thank you.”
they all split into aw’s and how ‘katsuki was getting soft’, until neito made a stupid joke about class 1-a and b.
#bakugou katsuki#hawks#takami keigo#toga#himiko toga#monoma neito#class 1-a#kendo itsuki#class 1-b#kirishima eijirou#todobaku#todoroki shouto#todoroki fuyumi#todoroki natsuo
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