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bunpiry · 1 year
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I want them to appear in trolls 3
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blastergraft · 14 days
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I HAVE MADE ANOTHER ART PIECE. THOUGH I DO BELIEVE IT'S GOOD, I AM AWARE THAT SOME INDIVIDUALS MAY FIND ITS CONTENTS POTENTIALLY SCARY OR DISTURBING, SO I HAVE TAKEN THE INITIATIVE TO PUT IT BELOW IN CASE SOMEONE NEEDS TO SCROLL PAST.
I DO THINK IT'S GOOD THOUGH. SHAME THAT I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DRAW BLOOD PROPERLY. OR MY GUNS.
[tw: blood and bodies]
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identityquest · 7 months
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i keep telling myself im gonna draw a big sketch page full of all my skyrim ocs but i only ever draw DMD 😔
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spotlightstudios · 2 months
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Blasty and Prof. Linden are back!!!
Not the happiest w/ Blasty's proportions, but I wanted to draw the Icons again while watching pkmn horizons! (I think Linden and Friede would get along tbh)
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pikahlua · 2 years
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my askbox is such a SAGA right now
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a-lilguy · 9 months
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A moment of silence for Denki Kaminari, who made the mistake of telling Bakugo that he 'can't spike for shit'.
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starsaver94 · 1 year
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Edgeshot, with all due respect.... 
HURRY THE F**K UP!!!!!
(I just want Bakugou back already...)
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jealillus · 2 years
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everyone’s favourite explosion boy 💥
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savebatsfromscratch · 2 years
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Pokemon Battling, a guide for the ladies
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Ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39414603
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Green (female) and Yellow are in love with each other and that makes me happy. :)
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Do I just like… associate these two with lake water??? What is that???
Nothing sexual happens but it happened before uwu. (IMAGINE if I was brave enough to post smut. Oh my goodness. (I have never written any of these two but they DESERVE some damn it!!!))
The ending may be a bit rushed, but like, the concept is there.
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Words: 1,409 Tw: One swear word uwu
Yellow snuggled closer to Green, and then immediately squinched up her nose as she caught a weird half rotten, half watery scent. "You smell like lake water," she muttered, burying her face in Green’s shoulder in a half-hearted attempt to lose the smell. (She, of course, ignored the fact that the smell was coming from her girlfriend.)
"So do you," Green responded teasingly. Shifting slightly to a better position to talk to her, Green playfully bopped Yellow on the nose, "We just went swimming, what did you think would happen?"
"I dunno," Yellow grumbled, suddenly reminded of the heavy mass that was her newly wet hair, "That we'd smell clean or something,"
"You're thinking of a shower," Green smirked, that amusement lighting her voice swapping into a more suggestive tone as she continued, "But we could do that too, if you want."
Yellow snorted, unattaching and rolling away from Green as her girlfriend giggled, "Sure," She said sarcastically, "Not like you'd slip and fall or anything,"
Now Green's laugh was much more direct, "I thought we agreed we wouldn't talk about that?"
"If you're teasing me, I can tease you," responded Yellow, turning back to face Green just so she could stick her tongue out at her. Then she laughed as she flung a few drops of water at Green. (Those that were still clinging to her arms and hands.)
"Uncalled for!" Gasped Green, mock hurt and water droplets painting her face, "What did I ever do to deserve this treatment?!"
"Nothing at all," Yellow answered, still giggling slightly as she hopped to her feet and shook some of the water out of her hair, "I just felt like doing that."
Green clambered to her feet as well, "That's not very nice of you," She commented, tapping some water out of her ears before placing her hands on her hips. (Though, despite her half-serious tone, a playful expression sparked on her face.)
"You love me anyway," Yellow purred, beginning to ring out her hair. (And then feeling the yucky smelling lake water splattering all over her feet and the surrounding ground.)
"Well of course I do!" Green retorted, "You're the prettiest girl in the region!"
After a short pause, Yellow teased, "What about outside the region? Are there prettier girls out there?"
Green blushed. "Well, not girls that are nice and pretty." (And Yellow could almost hear her as she bit back the words, 'Like you.'.)
"Aw," Yellow laughed, "Who do you think is cute? Other than me of course.”
Green flushed harder, "It doesn't matter because I'd only ever date you," she said, her words mashing together into one breath as she rushed to get them all out. (A weak attempt to save face, but a commendable one.)
"I know that," Yellow responded, "Just curious that's all." Giving up on getting the water out, she flung her hair back over her shoulder, just barely missing Green as the tidal wave of blond smacked against her bathing suit. She grinned. 
"You wanna Pokemon battle?"
Green's eyes instantly lit up, but she held her excitement back to ask, "Do you want to battle?"
"Duh!" Yellow laughed, "Why else would I suggest it?"
"I don't know!" Green yelped, "Just making sure, I guess-"
"That's very sweet of you," Yellow smiled, cutting Green off with a hand on her shoulder, "And I take it as a yes."
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Yellow grinned across the makeshift battlefield to stare right into Green’s eyes. She caught a slight uncertainty in them, and was glad that she knew this place a bit better than Green. (Maybe that would make up for how severely underleveled she was.) They had repurposed a clearing a bit away from the lake into a place to fight. Yellow shifted her foot as she tried to remember what types of Pokemon liked the shade most, and sand and gravel scratched at her toes as payback.
She felt a gust of wind shock her mostly-bare legs. Both of them were still wearing their swimsuits, so they had opted not to do too many athletic tricks in this battle. (They were still outside after all.) But maybe it would have been a bit better if they had changed, it was chilly in the shade.
Quickly and rather suddenly, she shook the thoughts out of her head. “You ready?” She called, and Chu Chu, ready at her side, bristled her fur in excitement
“Heck yeah!” Green shouted back, readying a Pokeball, “Let’s do this!”
“Okay,” Yellow said, and then, realizing she may have been too quiet, she shouted, “Go!” And as Green chucked her Pokeball somewhere into the middle of the clearing, Chu Chu exploded out onto the battlefield.
For a second the Pokeball did nothing, but then a loud ‘boom!’ sounded through the clearing and a cloud of mist enveloped the playing field. Blindsided, Chu Chu jumped backward, not sure what to attack. (Even though Yellow had instructed her to use tailwhip… telepathically of course.)
But Yellow sensed something from in the mist (though Green’s shit eating grin across the way would have been enough to tip her off that something was about to happen.) “Chu Chu, dodge to the right!” She shouted, throwing her arms back for extra effect. 
Ever trusting, the Pikachu followed the instructions, jumping just in time for a bolt of water to crash into the sand right where she had been. (Instantly covering her in some of it.)
‘Blasty, huh?’ Yellow thought, taking a few steps to the side as she thought of a good response to a fully evolved Pokemon that they couldn’t see. “Nice trick Green!” She yelled, stalling for time as Chu Chu readied some sparks for an electric attack.
“Oh thank you,” Green yelled back, sounding very pleased with herself, “I told them to let out a bit of water in the Pokeball, and then their body heat did the rest.”
“That’s cool,” Yellow admitted, gesturing for Chu Chu to get ready for a thunderbolt, “But I’ve got something better!”
For a second Green looked confused, but before she could process anything (or, more importantly, react with any kind of defensive move) a bolt of lightning came down from the sky and slammed directly into the mist. Where, if the yellow light shaped vaguely like a Balstoise was any clue, it hit its target.
But much to Yellow’s dismay, Green reacted quickly, making up for the direct hit from a type strong to Blasty with an effective Water Pump. Chu Chu tried to dodge again, but she was tired from the Thunderbolt and was too slow this time.
“Sorry Chu Chu!” Yellow cringed, and, picking a less intense move this time, she asked, “Want to try Spark?”
Chu Chu nodded, sparks already dancing on her cheeks, and (after a quick jump to avoid a bite from Blasty), she shot the attack at the water type. 
It was instantly effective, but just because Blasty had taken two decently strong electric attacks didn’t negate the fact that it was still many levels above Chu Chu. Green understood this too, and, taking advantage of Chu Chu’s recovering time, shouted, “Blasty! Bite!”
Yellow opened her mouth to let Chu Chu know that she had to move, but Blasty was too fast. They didn’t bite hard, but it was enough to get the already tied Pikachu to surrender. 
Green laughed, “I guess you’re still underleveled, huh Yellow?” Yellow nodded and giggled, stepping out onto the battlefield to retrieve her Pikachu. “Good job, by the way,” Green said, but it was clear that her words were aimed at Chu Chu and not Yellow. (And the Pikachu, healing at the use of Yellow’s magic, smirked up at her.)
After a quick kiss on the electric rodent’s forehead, Yellow turned back Green. “Do you think that’s all the battling we’re gonna do right now?” She asked her girlfriend, ignoring Chu Chu’s teasing grin (and her squirming at the affectionate kiss).
Green, who was now standing by Blasty and patting their shell in congratulations, nodded. “I mean, if we battle more than that, I might risk losing.”
Yellow rolled her eyes and stepped over to her girlfriend, and, as Chu Chu was healed by now, extended a helping hand to Blasty. “You wish.”
“Why would I wish that?” She asked, stepping away from Blasty for Yellow to have the most effect with her power. 
“Because you love me.”
“Yeah. That’s true.”
Thanks for reading and happy pride! >^-^<
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dragonfruitsoup · 9 months
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i am a simple woman who loves those videos of animals and the crimes they've commited
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and so:
pro hero bakugo who travels for a mission & sends videos from local cat cafe to todoroki/shinso/aizawa/resident cat friend of choice but they're all like this
number 14 pro hero dynamight somehow finally winning over his pr because his official social medias are now all just videos of him, monotone, listing the various crimes of stray dogs and cafe cats.
the nation loses its mind when he goes hiking and some bird follows him around, repeating what he says about the local fauna.
(he totally loses standing with pr after the video of the fox he narrates with what is CLEARLY an impression of that snotty news anchor who talked shit about him three days earlier. y'know, the one with the fox snout...)
todoroki who responds every time with 'you will be hearing from my lawyers over this blatant defamation. they are a perfect angel and have never done anything wrong in their life.' shinso, who just finds the next stray cat or pigeon while on patrol to send a similar video back.
aizawa, in the middle of grading tests or writing reports, begrudgingly endeared and exhausted in equal measure. one hand holding his phone, the other over his face to hide his smile. (his students are losing their minds. was that dynamight's voice?? can't be, right??)
ua graduating class of 2XXX all agree their favorite videos are the ones where bakugo very not-so-subtly pokes fun at the various misdemeanors & shenanigans their year got up to. (class j send the clip of the hamster committing grand larceny every other month in a mass email)
[video of a very fat hamster in a pile of sunflower seeds, happily munching along] [bored bakugo voice] this is gerald. gerald is a hamster, not a gerbil. gerald skipped gym class to commit grand larceny in kyoto when he was seventeen. he was never caught.
[video of a calico cat sunbathing in the window of some corner store] [bored bakugo voice] this is sunspot. sunspot was the only suspect in the arson of an "'abandoned'" factory in musutafu's industrial complex. sunspot was never charged due to lack of evidence.
[video of a very large, very serious looking dog, sitting poised and proud] [bored bakugo voice] this is speedy. obviously named after a pre-quirk comic book hero and no one else. speedy would have been charged with conspiracy to commit murder if not for nepotism.
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bunpiry · 1 year
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They would get along, plus I love them so much!
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kimchikrust · 1 year
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he lets you paint his nails | k. bakugou
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> pairing: katsuki bakugou x reader
> word count: 995
> concept: college au (aged-up), established relationship, domesticity, gn reader, canon divergence
> summary: bakugou lets you paint his nails
> warning(s): smoking weed
> author’s note(s): so i'm noticing i prefer college au's because the idea of writing a high school pov is so funky monkey to me. also, this was inspired by art I saw on instagram, but I forgot the artist.
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You love spending the day at Bakugou’s place.
When you first started the student-hero routine, you collaborated with Kaminari and Mina on when to schedule your patrols, so you could work with either of them. Unfortunately, Bakugou decided on an opposite schedule to his roommate, so he would only have to cross paths occasionally.
That meant whenever you were working, Bakugou was off. And when you were off, Bakugou was out of the apartment.
This weekend was different, though. He switched patrols with Kirishima, who needed his shift covered, and went home early.
He already knew you would be at his place. He asked you last night over the phone and then confirmed with Kaminari.
When he unlocked the door, the smell of weed knocked him back. He scrunched his nose in irritation, but it quickly died when he caught sight of you stirring something on the stove, swinging your hips to music in your head.
You turned around when he shut the door behind him, and you dropped your spoon. Your eyes were red and glazed over, but he could read the pleasant surprise on your face.
"Katsuki," you breathed, smiling. "You're home."
"It reeks in here." He frowned darkly, dropping his duffle bag and uniform next to the couch.
"You're usually not here to smell it," you confessed whimsically, unbothered. You go up to him and bring him into a tight hug. The type of hug you gave when you were inebriated and wanted to literally melt into him. He slowly eases into it. "You're not going on patrol?"
"I would have if I was assigned an area," he muttered. "Eiji needed me to cover another time for him, so he took this shift."
"Remind me to thank him later," he heard you mumble against him.
Bakugou chuckled softly, petting the back of your head. "You miss me or something?"
"Always, asshole." You pull away from him, but he keeps his arms around you. "You're reckless."
He glares at that. "What did you say?"
"Nothing," you say quickly, pecking his lips. "We're in Kami's room. Mina's here too."
"Goody," Bakugou remarks dryly, allowing you to drag him to Kaminari's room. The smell only got stronger the deeper you went into the apartment.
"Blasty boy is here!" Mina screeched when you showed up in the doorway. Kaminari was in the middle of a bong rip when his eyes met Bakugou's glare, and he choked.
Bakugou felt a brief sense of satisfaction as he watched Kaminari cough until tears ran down his cheeks.
"You're not supposed to be here," Kaminari wheezed out once he could speak.
"Why does the place smell dank?" Bakugou glared darkly.
"We do this every weekend. Chill out," you speak up, taking a spot on the ground next to Mina.
Every weekend? "How have I not smelled it?"
"Because your sense of smell isn't as impressive as you think." Mina giggles at your clap back as she takes the bong next.
"We were gonna smoke and then paint our nails," Mina tells him. Bakugou leans against the doorframe and glances at you, but you're preoccupied with choosing a color. "Can I paint your nails, 'Tsuki?"
"Not a chance, Pinky." He lowered himself next to you, nodded when you showed him your color, and wordlessly asked for his opinion. He looked over the options, a combination of the three of your collections, all scattered on the floor between them.
He picked a basic black and passed it to you, which you took with confusion.
"Can you do mine this color?" He could feel the rush of heat crawling up his neck when Kaminari and Mina began squawking at how soft he was for you.
You silence them with a look, which he's grateful for, and smile warmly.
"Of course. I'll paint yours, then mine." You shifted, facing him, and took his hand into your lap. "Oh, wait. I'm gonna take a rip first." You paused as you reached for the bong, glancing at Bakugou briefly to check for disapproval.
He smiled and gave you a wink, enjoying how your lips pulled back into a wider grin as you grabbed the bong by the neck.
He thought you looked pretty when you handled smoking like an expert. Even though he didn't smoke, he thought it was amusing when his friends got high. And when you got high, you laughed at everything, and Bakugou loved your laugh.
"So, when is the shift you're covering for Eiji?" You ask him after starting on his nails.
"Sometime next week," he mutters, although he probably should let Kaminari know too. "I think it's during one of your shifts."
"Oh, maybe we can pair up then," you smile, keeping your focus on his nail so close to your face that you're nearly cross-eyed. "Can I add some orange? I'll make it look nice."
"Whatever you want," he tells you, makes your chest swell.
It makes his stomach flip when he realizes how dainty your hands are compared to his, and he can feel his cheeks get warm. With his other hand, he brings it against your face and pulls you closer to press a kiss on your forehead.
"What was that for?" You laugh breathlessly. You feel his body shrug across from you.
"Felt like it."
Off to the side, Mina is pretending to show Kaminari a video on her phone, but she's really recording this sweet moment where you're painting Bakugou's nails.
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Bakugou loves that you painted his nails. As the week begins and you two return to your everyday routines, Bakugou checks his nails constantly.
He's careful and makes sure the polish doesn't chip off. He checks for hangnails every hour and uses oil on his cuticles.
When he's in class, and it's been a while since he's seen you, he'll start rubbing the side of his index finger against the nail on his thumb. Something about feeling the smooth paint gives him relief.
(im definitely projecting, but i hope you enjoyed)
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY BLASTY BBY🧡🧡🧡🧡💥💥💥
I will eventually have a drawing to post but I have been so busy I have not had free time in over three months. I’m planning a cute little art piece that’ll hopefully be posted soon.
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zanarkandskylines · 10 days
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🎂 happy birthday to the man, the myth, the legend; dynamight, katsuki bakugo. 🧡💥
it might sound sappy, but finding love in writing again is all thanks to this silly little guy. i didn’t pick up a pen to write in almost a decade, keeping all my daydreams locked in my mind. i’ve loved bakugo since i first started watching & reading my hero way back in 2016, easily becoming one of my favorites. he’s relatable in a lot of ways, having been a wild teen full of rage and learning to contain those strong feelings myself - it brought comfort to me. the fandom space was tumultuous and crazy, but i stuck it out and tried to keep in my own lane. at the end of 2023, i started reading fics again. i rediscovered something i loved and didn’t even know i put back on the shelf for so long. the start of 2024, i bit the bullet and started writing again for the first time since filling journals with rambles and collages. finding friends in this space made me feel understood, that this is a form of media that not only brings joy, but offers comfort and healing. something my younger self always ran from because everyone said ‘that’s weird.’ i’m not scared of that now.
i know you’re the fictional man in my head, but that doesn’t change how much you’ve helped me, truly. finding comfort in you is the best thing i’ve done for myself in a long time.
he reignited a spark in me that i didn’t think i possessed anymore. so thank you, katsuki. thank you for giving me that creative fire again. 🔥
love you to the moon and to saturn, blasty. 💜
art by @themetalhiro ✨
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islandtarochips · 12 days
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Call of Duty OC: Agnes "Blast" Falagi
A crazy Samoan (and Tongan) girl who is OBSESSED with bombs and would explode anything in her path. She is the second one that the Captain had picked to join the team. If you need anyone to make some CRAZY explosives. She'll be the gal to do the job.
General:
💥 Name: Agnes Falagi 💥 Alias(es): Blast, Aggie, Sergeant Falagi, Sergeant Blast, Blasty (Squirrel nickname her that) 💥 Gender: Female 💥 Age: Early or Mid 20s 💥 Birthday: July 5th 💥 Nationality: United State National 💥 Place of Birth: American Samoa 💥 Home: Utulei, American Samoa 💥 Spoken Languages: English, Samoan (main language), Tongan (conversational) 💥 Sexuality: Heterosexual 💥 Occupation: Sergeant in the Marines, Explosive Ordnance Disposal (EOD) Specialist and Sergeant for the Warriors Task Force
Appearance:
💥 Eye Color: Brown 💥 Hair Color: Black 💥 Height: 5'10/177 cm 💥 Scars: No scars 💥 Face Claim: Drew Afualo
Favorites:
💥 Color: Black and Red 💥 Food: Manapua and Koko Laisa 💥 Drink: Mountain Dew 💥 Flower: Hibiscus and Teuila 💥 Hairstyle: Messy Bun (when she's off-duty) and French Fishtail Braid on duty (Kanoa surprisingly knows how to do it when she asked him)
Personality:
💥 Myers Briggs Type: ENFP Blast is a very enthusiastic person. Always up for a new adventure, meeting new people and places, even making new things and memories with her team. She always supports her team no matter what they choose. She's VERY friendly (TOO friendly...) and she always find ANYTHING inspirational that got her interests. She might pointed at every small little things. Like, leaves, sticks, small little bugs- ANYTHING. Whenever you give her new projects (even the boring ones), she would gladly do it. She would find nothing boring than getting the projects done! 💥 Playful: She's always playful with her words. From teasing someone or flirting with someone. She always knows how to use her words into someone's heart.😏 💥 Creative: Blast is very creative. Even create things out of scraps. She even draws beautiful arts too! She has a notebook of it and she takes it everywhere she goes! I could imagined that her and Soap will be drawing things together! (If it is true that Soap DOES draw) 💥 Fast-Learner and Good Memories: She can pick up things pretty quick whenever you teach her and she'll do it really quick too. Like, when you teach her how to load a difficult weapons. She will do it faster. Since she has good memories of how it works. Negative Traits: 💥 Blast can be a bit clingy at some point. She couldn't help it. She always loves to stick to someone sides no matter what. Squirrel, Tiala and Kanoa doesn't find that a problem but the other teams...finding it ANNOYING. 💥 She's VERY talkative too. Asking questions too much. She won't be quiet for ONLY a minute. Unless someone ask her nicely to but if not then she'll just keep yapping on and on about random things.
Skills and Abilities: 💥 Fighting Style: Hand-to-Hand Combat, Boxing and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu 💥 Weapons: XM7, M1014 and M203 💥 Distinct Weapons: SIG Sauer M17 and Strider SMF knife 💥 Special Skills: Can defused the bomb faster under 10 seconds. For she may be a chaotic gal in the team but she is a fast learner and knows how it's done. Also can memorize pretty easy and quick. Family:
Malohi Falagi (Father, Deceased)
Mele Finau Falagi (Mother, Alive)
Safaia Finau (Aunty, Mele's Sister, Alive) Trivia:
💥 Agnes is the only child in her family. 💥 She started to be obsessed of making something exploded when she was a little girl. She finds it very fascinating. 💥 "Blast" is the name that Kanoa gave her when she first joined in the WTF. 💥 She's a SWEET tooth. LOVES to eat some candies most of the time. 💥 And if you even THINK of stealing her food. Please don't. She doesn't like it when someone steals her food even if you ASK for some from her. Backstory:
Agnes was born on the Island being happily raised by her loving parents. She was the only child in the family and her parents had spoiled her at some times. She even mostly looked up to her dad. The man who had created fireworks as a side job for special events.
She was very amazed to see her father's creative work. Seeing his creation of making such a beautiful display makes her feel like she wanted to create some too!
She started to make something small. Like small firecrackers. She successfully did it but it almost burnt down the banana trees that were in her backyard. And her mother gave her a good ear folding for that.
But her father was VERY impressed. So he started to teach her how to make explosives as much as he could.
And when Agnes turned 15, she noticed her father was getting ill and knew that they didn't have enough money to get the medicines that the doctor had prescribed. Until she saw a poster about a science fair that will give out money for the students.
She started to feel excited and has hope that this will help her father. So she signed up and started working on her project. Which it's related to fireworks. Getting every detail right of how her father taught her about the fireworks.
Her project had really got the attention of the judges and was very impressed by this much knowledge from a young student. So she won the prize and finally got the money for the medicine.
But...when she arrived home to tell her parents the news. She saw her mother was crying in the living room and her aunty, her mother's older sister named Safaia, was there to comfort her. And she knows why. She knows that her father was gone before they could even call the ambulance. She was devastated and broken to hear her father had passed away.
It took a while for her family to get over their grieves and Agnes stayed strong to help her mother out. When she's a senior in her high school days. She noticed that the school has a special guest coming to explain about Military work.
She went to the gatherings and saw the presentation and the amount of money that they'll be giving. Which gives her great ideas of trying to sign up for it.
Her mother didn't agree to this when she told her about the marines. Afraid that she'll lose her only child and part of her husband's creation. But Agnes had reassured her that she will spend as much time when she comes back from her deployment.
So...her mother let her go and let her sign up for the military after High School. It took Agnes a while to get through the training until she had made it through enlisted. She was also interested in joining the Explosive Ordnance Disposal (EOD) as a specialist.
And her work had paid off when she was picked to help Kanoa and Tiala to assist in one of the missions that is related to bombing. Hostages were used with bombs around them by one of the terrorists.
Kanoa could see how fast and swift Agnes did of disarming the bombs and making new ones to defeat the enemies. So, he decided to pick her to join the WTF. Which she gladly took. She knows that her knowledge and skills of being a bomb expert is a blessing to her. And giving her enough passion to save the people around the world.
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willowser · 2 years
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well, i've been saved by the grace of southern charm—
PLAYLIST | ARTWORK
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cowboy!bakugou x f!reader
wc: 20k+
tags: explicit language, smut, 18+, story within a story, toxic relationship (in the past), kids LOL (reader has a niece and nephew), minor mentions of christianity (not related to reader), use of the word daddy in a strictly non-sexual way, bakugou is bad at feelings, grammar is a mess, minor sexism (not to reader), there is nothing linear about this culturally, major feelings of insecurity, i love kirishima too much not to talk about it, and a genuine theme about accepting that we deserve better and shouldn't settle for less just because it's comfortable.
for the @mybigbangacademia collab !
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“Blasty’s been checking you out for twenty minutes, by the way.”
When you look up at her, she seems pleased and surprisingly entertained and is smiling around the gum she’s chewing, eyes cutting twice in quick succession to the pool table in the back. This is girl code for look, but don’t look and you know that, but you’re still caught up on the Blasty part, because you can’t figure out what that means, and peek over your shoulder anyway.
And then you realize Blasty means the handsome guy leaning next to the jukebox, nursing a half-empty Budweiser and staring hard at the taxidermied bass hanging over the bar above your head. The bartender hisses and you flip back around, frowning a little at her because you’ve just sold her out and she knows it and so does he. Blasty. Who’s been checking you out for twenty minutes, by the way.
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CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
* the incredible artwork for the fic was done by @fittsythesnail ! she's so talented and wonderful to work with and you'd be lucky to receive a commission from her ! please go check out the rest of her work !
* the header artwork was painted by my bestie @moonilla ! i am so thankful to her for rushing it out, and i hope you all appreciate it as much as i do ! ( i tagged her to give credit for her time, but please note that her blog is not an art blog ♡´・ᴗ・`♡ )
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