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bitter-pyre · 1 year
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ShinKami tonight 💜💛
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theeggoman · 1 year
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some guys in luv
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a-detraque-barista · 1 year
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𝓑𝓝𝓗𝓐 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽
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𝙼𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚢𝚊 𝙸𝚣𝚞𝚔𝚞
𝙱𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚐𝚘𝚞 𝙺𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚒
𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚒 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘
𝙺𝚘𝚍𝚊 𝙺𝚘𝚓𝚒
𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒 𝙳𝚎𝚗𝚔𝚒
𝙺𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝙴𝚒𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚘
𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊
𝙰𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚊
𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚓𝚒 𝙼𝚎𝚣𝚘
𝙳𝚊𝚋𝚒
𝙰𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚊
𝙹𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝙺𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚔𝚊
𝚃𝚘𝚔𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝙵𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚐𝚎
𝚃𝚎𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚜𝚞 𝚃𝚎𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚜𝚞
𝙰𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚃𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒
𝚃𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝙼𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚘
𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞 𝙷𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒
𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚈𝚘
𝙼𝚛. 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜
𝙶𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙾𝚛𝚌𝚊
𝙰𝚜𝚞𝚒 𝚃𝚜𝚞𝚢𝚞
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riverlili · 2 years
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//tw+cw: mcd, blood, mention of suicide, reincarnation
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Shinkami Month 2022 Day 13: Royal AU
An artist dies twice they said. They die multiple times, I think.
@shinkami-events
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inumakkin · 1 year
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Sibling bonding time
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fightxxmexxshiggy · 1 year
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What The Future Holds
So here's what I'm thinking. Your out on what you assume will be a nice date with a guy you were introduced to by a coworker. You excuse yourself to the bathroom only to realize you need your bag and turn back. You see him on the phone and hear the most vile thing come from his mouth.
"Thanks (coworkers name) they seem like the type I have the most fun holding down for fun with the guys. Your amazing at finding toys."
For a moment your blood runs cold when your realize the connotations of what he said before they run hot as can be and the room around you stats to heat up quickly making it hard for people to breathe. Your quirk was considered a simple humidity one but it was tied to your emotional state making mood swings a killer in every sense of the word.
He started to cough as did many others while you stared at him. Your anger was not dying down. If anything it was getting worse with every passing moment you had to think on the terrible things you realized this man had in store for you.
Just as you were about to reach out and touched his hunched over form a gloved hand caught your wrist and pulled it back. Looking up you saw a man with bright yellow blonde hair and a black streak through it. You were about to curse him when you realized who your were looking at. It was the Lightning Guardian of your city. Not a registered hero but a vigilante accepted by the public as a safe existence.
You looked into his eyes that seemed charged with energy only found in the sky before tears welled in your eyes and your collapse against him with a sob. Your sadness and relief instantly let the air return to a breathable yet misty state. The man patted your shoulder and his partner known only as Hypnos stood over your former date giving a glare that could rival even the worst war veterans.
Fatal Charge was a handsome man the same as his partner yet he was more prone to smiling than the other. He lead you to stand at the host stand with the manager and hostess. As you slowly stopped crying and caught your bearings you looked at the three of them and bowed your head.
"I apologize for letting my quirk disturb everyone and your restaurant."
"Can you tell me what caused you to do that. You don't look the type to just let your quirk out on innocent dinners for the hell of it."
With a shaking voice you explained to them what you had overheard and how your quirk had been triggered from distress. As you explained you could see sparks start to shine and snap around the man. His openly kind face turned to anger as he marched over to the table and you assumed relayed your story to his partner. Truly if looks could kill at that moment they would have. Hypnos dragged your former date up and out the side entrance disappearing with him. To where you didn't care so long as it was a long way away from you.
Fatal Charge walked back over to you and gave you a strained smile. He reached into his pocket and gave you a card with a chat group on it and instructions on how to enter it. Confused your looked at the card before looking back at him and asking why he would give you such a thing.
"I would like you to message us there so we can get all the details. I would also like you to not go to work tomorrow if you don't mind. We want to get your coworker as well since it seems they are doing this to multiple people. Someone like that shouldn't go unpunished just because their role in a crime wasn't hands on."
You nodded knowing he was right and not wanting anyone else to go through what was planned to happen to you in the future. After a few apologizes and a gift card from the restaurant you left for home in an uber.
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alien-slushie · 2 years
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My Hero Academia Characters as Dogs
(You'll get no explanations and you'll like it)
Midoriya: Border Collie/Australian Shepherd Mix
Uraraka: Bernese Mountain Dog
Iida: Saluki
Tsuyu: Basenji/Beagle Mix
Todoroki: Alaskin Malamute/Dingo Mix
Shinsou: Basset Hound
Monoma: Chihuahua
Bakugou: Chow Chow
Kirishima: Red Golden Retriever
Kaminari: Jack Russell/Chihuahua mix
Sero: Labrador Retriever
Mina: Australian Cattle Dog(Red Heeler)
Yagi: Great Dane
Aizawa: Shiba Inu
Yamada: Golden Retriever
Shigiraki: Shar Pei
Dabi: Malamute/German Shepherd Mix
Toga: Labradoodle
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sharkietato · 1 year
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Yawn
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clustercatalyst · 2 years
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Some shinsou Hitoshi practice I decided to do, his hair can be so fun yet difficult.
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pyre-of-filth · 1 year
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The Smell of You
Time to break in this blog with a little filth.
The brain worms are feeling chaotic tonight. Thought I'd drabble some one-sided ShinDeku. Who knows, maybe one day it will even be requited. :)
Tags: Explicit, Aged Up, Pro Hero Deku, Pro Hero Shinshou, Unrequited Love, One Sided, Smut, Solo, Masturbation, Fantasizing, Olfactophilia, aka Sniffing Hoodie Trope, drabble, no beta was used in the making of this fic
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“Here! You can use my hoodie!”
Hitoshi looked up from his locker, meeting Izuku’s eyes. He then glanced down at the soaked shirt in his hands. Apparently he hadn’t tightened the cap on his water. It must have tipped over in his haste to get ready before his shift. A small puddle had started to form in front of his locker. It felt like a bad omen.
“That’s okay. My apartment isn’t far from here,” he grumbled softly. He dropped his shirt down, using it to mop up some of the water. He could probably just wear his uniform home. It wouldn’t take him that long to change back into it.
“I insist! You can get it back to me later,” Izuku replied, holding it out to him. 
Ears warm, Hitoshi hesitantly took the hoodie. ‘The guy wears his own merch-’ Part of him felt embarrassed. But also a little endeared. “Uh, thanks-” He slipped into it, the hoodie engulfing his wiry frame. Hitoshi couldn’t help but notice the faint smell of cologne and sweat. 
Izuku reached into his locker, pulling out his towel. He crouched down in front of Hitoshi, wiping up the rest of the spill. There was a light sunburn at the back of his neck. His freckles darker than usual. Izuku glanced up at him through dark lashes before smiling. “It happens to me all the time! Kacchan is always getting after me about leaving drinks in my locker.” Izuku stood, towel and shirt carefully wrapped together. “I’ll get you a bag-”
Hitoshi didn’t have a chance to argue. Izuku’s gone in a flash. He lets out a long sigh. His pants were only a little damp on one leg. He quickly shimmied into them, stuffing his uniform into his duffle. Izuku returned only a moment later with a plastic bag in hand. He held it out to Hitoshi. “I’ll wash the hoodie before I return it,” he offered quietly. 
“Don’t worry bout it! You can just get it back to me whenever! I’ve got a lot of hoodies.” His smile was warm and inviting. Hitoshi could almost feel his tired eyes burning from the brightness. He muttered out another thanks before darting out of the office, head down all the way home.
His apartment was dark and cool. It hardly helped chill the heat that crept into his cheeks and ears. Hitoshi couldn’t stop thinking about Izuku on his knees in front of him. All wild curls and freckles. Dark eyelashes batting up at him. Dropping his duffle to the floor, he buried his nose into the neck of the hoodie. 
‘So this is what he smells like.’
It was musky and earthy. Like wet bark and rain and moss. Mixed with a little sweat. Hitoshi chewed at his bottom lip before taking another slow whiff. There was also a bit of citrus. Like orange or lemon rind. The smell stuck in his mind. Cock already twitching with a bit of interest. 
Pulling his face out of the hoodie, he kicked off his shoes and went straight for his room. Stripping out of his damp pants, he flopped onto his bed, letting his body sink into the mattress. It felt good to be still for a moment after a long shift of chasing villains. 
Izuku looked good today. His pro hero uniform almost too snug. Hugging the curve of his ass, hips, and thighs. Hitoshi almost hit a streetlight as he watched Izuku swing himself into the villain practically ass first. He’d been on the receiving end of that move once. Taking a full hit to the chest. It had knocked the wind out of him. Sparked something hot and needy in his brain. Even though it was years ago, Hitoshi still thought about it. Palming himself as he desperately sought for release.
He’d liked Izuku for a long time, though he’d never admit it aloud. There was something obnoxiously cute about his cheery disposition and constant muttering. He was brave and smart and fast as hell. It also didn’t help that he’d filled out nicely over the years. Strong arms, bubbly ass, and thick thighs. 
God, those fucking thighs.
Hitoshi rolled onto his back, pulling the hoodie up over his nose again. For some reason, he’d always expected Izuku to have a sweeter smell. Like flora in the summer. But this smell—Hitoshi inhaled slowly. Memorizing the scent. He could almost feel Izuku’s rough hands on him. Pinning him down. Or, better yet, Hitoshi wrapping him up in his binding scarf and burying himself into the nape of his freckled neck.
The twitch in his cock had become a full hard on. 
Hitoshi hesitantly reached down, feeling himself through his boxers. Izuku on his knees, fluttering those pretty eyelashes at him. Tongue darting out to wet his lips. He’d look even prettier with those plush lips wrapped around his cock. His mouth was probably hot and wet. Hungrily sucking and swallowing. 
“Fuuuuucckkk-” Hitoshi exhaled. He quickly reached for the small bottle of lotion on his bed stand. It was cold in his palm and even colder as he fisted his cock. 
He wondered if Izuku had fucked anyone already. Had he put that perky ass to good use? Hitoshi wouldn’t mind if he had, but it felt nice to think he could be the nerd’s first fuck. Bouncing on Hitoshi’s cock like an innocent little slut. Or maybe Hitoshi would let Izuku manhandle him a little. Wrap him up with black whip while he pounded into him. No doubt, the guy had endless stamina. They could fuck each other all night.  
Hitoshi rolled onto his side, thrusting into his hand. He liked the thought of Izuku all tied up. That’s usually what got him hot and bothered the most. Struggling against the restraints as Hitoshi buried himself between those delicious thighs. He wanted to work him up into a tizzy. Overstimulate him until he could barely string together a sentence. Sobbing and crying when Hitoshi finally pushed into him. 
Oh fuck, what he’d do to hear Izuku scream his name. 
Hitoshi’s stroke stuttered. The head of his cock already starting to leak. He bit down on the hoodie, thinking about all the marks he could leave on Izuku’s body. He wished he had the balls to ask him out. To claim him with hickies and bruises. Rope burns and bite marks. He seemed like the type of guy who’d like it at least a little rough. 
Hitoshi moaned, feeling the tug of a climax. He stroked faster, paying more attention to the head of his cock. He’s long gone, lost in the thoughts of Izuku in his bed. On the floor. In the shower. At the kitchen sink. He wanted to ruin him. 
“I-Izuku-” 
As soon as the name left his lips, cum spilled onto the bedsheets and all over his hand. He rode through the high, slowing to a stop once he was empty. Hitoshi finally came up for air, gasping softly into his bedsheets. 
The guilt would come soon after. But in the meantime, he enjoyed the lingering feelings of his fantasy. 
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bitter-pyre · 1 year
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BAKUGOU AND SHINSHOU MEETING AT A PUNK CONCERT GGAAAHHHHHHHH
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gil-shalossssss · 1 year
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SHINSOUUUUUUUU
Oh man he looks so good in a turtleneck
If you're wondering about the scars on his face, go read this fic. Just mind the tags. You know what, just go read it even if you aren't curious about the scars. Unless the tags bother you.
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maz1e · 2 years
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♡﹒ᐢ..ᐢ﹒CLASS 1A
— todoroki shōto
— bakugō katsuki
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♡﹒ᐢ..ᐢ﹒SERIES
— nefarious ; bnha x oc . vicious villain akumu was caught by the heroes and has no choice but to cooperate with them. at first, he couldn't care less about being a hero but as time flew by, he learned to view other people's perspectives and enjoy life.
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© 2022 yuuuna-ei. All Rights Reserved. Do not repost. Do not plagiarize.
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fav in mha? .plls tell me why too
ohohoho bestie you have started it and I am not fucking stopping. the answer is simple, maybe even a lil too simple, and it ts Shinsou. I am in love with this man. he has me in a literall choke holds since 2018. not ok about him at all. because first of all, he's purple. a major plus, let me tell you that. second of all, grumpy but actually sunshine charcacter type is thriving in him and I am here for it. third, is the whole tragicly dramatic thing about his quirk being not physical. he is literally the first person in the show/manga to make me question the way the hero world works and I have never been the same since. you don't know how many Y/N x Shinshou fics I have written back in the day. I was fucking insane about him. so yeah you might say his my fav.
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saturnsorbits · 2 years
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I’d love to be in your event if it’s still open! (If it’s not just ignore this lmao and I’m sorry) Found ur blog recently and I love it so much that I wish I found it sooner <3 Also, Congrats! :D this is such a cool event!!
Shinshou [MHA] and I have been together for a year and we’re spending our anniversary together stargazing in a nice private spot. But it’s a day before I leave the country for work so it’s very bittersweet. I was hoping for some angsty smut.
Hi, Hello, Hi.
Thank you so much, that's so sweet of you to say! 🥰💕
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Cassiopeia
-> Shinso; Star Gazing; 1.1k.
TW: Angst, Fluff, Smut, Fingering.
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You're lying on the roof of Shinso's old beat-up Ford, the one he refuses to sell because it's 'lucky'. Lucky because it's the first car he ever got laid in – a night he still devoutly refuses to let you forget.
The stars glitter above you, shining like diamonds or fire-flies, or something else vaguely romantic enough for you to forget tomorrow. Reaching out, Shinso points to Ursa Major and traces it. Running his fingertips across the sky, he collects star light on his fingertips, dips his hand into space and located the constellation he's searching for.
'That one.' His voice is small. 'Reminds me of you.'
It's Cassiopeia, although you don't know that, not yet. You pause, reach your own hand into the sky and prod at another constellation.
'That one reminds me of you.'
He smiles. It's Cepheus. 'Do you know what it means?'
You shake your head.
Shuffling on the roof, the metal creaking under his weight as he twists to lay on hip and elbow, he looks down at you. 'It's the king.' He arches an eyebrow, tongue poking out from behind rounded teeth and smirks.
You hit out at him, already giggling.
'That's no way to treat royalty.' He drawls.
Aiming another weak punch at the join between his shoulder and chest, you're about to lash out at him again when he stops you. Hands wrapping your wrists, he pins you down effortlessly before rolling over you. His nose grazes yours, his breath hot and fanning the skin of your cheeks with each gentle pant that leaks from his mouth.
From where you lay, trapped beneath him, you can still see the stars. They’re glistening, burning somewhere millions of miles away, but when you squint you can swear they form a crown a top his head. It’s fitting, you think. A subtle show of fates hand that you’d somehow plucked the king constellation from the sky, because right now, leaning over you framed by the stars, he looks breath-taking.
'I'm going to miss you.' He mumbles it against your lips that open at once to slot against yours.
You pull back after barely a peck. 'I'll miss you too.' Now, when you shift your gaze to the stars, their distance feels like a mockery. You wonder if you and him will burn out exactly like they do.
'I know...' Breathing deep, he rests his forehead to yours. 'I know it's not forever, but... Fuck. Couldn't they have booked your flight a week from now, or -.'
'It was the only one they had -.'
'- Available, I know. I'm not mad, I'm just -.'
'- sad.' You bite your lip and swallow down the lump in your throat. 'Me too.'
He smiles then, but it's crooked and sad, tired from holding back the storm in his chest that is just waiting to try and destroy him. It won't. Not yet anyway. Not until it's not your anniversary any more and you're waking him up far too early so he can wave good bye to you at the airport. 'I'm really going to miss you.'
'Show me...' Wriggling one of your hands free, you cup his cheek and smooth a thumb across his skin. 'Show me how much you're going to miss me.'
Something glazes in his eyes then, his pupils blowing out as he swallows and nods. 'Okay... Yeah, okay.' The next kiss he presses to your lips is deep. Tilting his head, he pours himself into your mouth trying to show you what he knows his words can't say. He'll miss you. Sure. But, it's more than that. There's a piece of him that'll be lost, gone with you while you're away and he's not too sure just how he'll cope.
''Toshi.' You gasp when his lips move to you jaw and trail kisses down your throat, but before you can move, before you can reach for him and demand more, he's collecting your wrists in his hand again and pinning them to the roof together.
'Let me...' He breathes on your collarbone, placing a wet kiss into the groove. 'Let me show you.'
'Fuck...' Your spine curves from the car when you feel his palm skate up the inside of your thigh and grope at you over your pants. He cups your cunt, letting his thumb press to your clothed clit making you buck into his hand. Already, there's a furnace in your stomach, bubbling and tightening, threatening to spill over as his knuckles drag up, up, up.
His face is flushed when he finally takes a break from littering your neck with kisses to look at you. He's hard in his jeans, desperately so, as all the times he's explored your body before replay on the backs of his eyelids and make his cock twitch. 'You gonna let me make you feel good, Sweetheart?'
Humming you arc up into him, trying to press closer. 'Please... Make me, make me feel good, 'Toshi. Wanna – wanna feel good.'
'Okay, baby.'
A smile takes his lip when he kisses you then, making you forget where you are. So lost in him are you, that you don't even realise that he's slipped his hands into both your pants and your underwear until his fingertips rub your clit and cause a moan to rattle your lungs.
'That's it... Good girl.' Doubling his efforts, he dips his head to your chest and takes the zip of your shirt between his teeth. Yanking it down slowly, he makes sure to look you in the eye as the shirt falls open, exposing you to him.
'Shit...' Still trapped, you're forced to do nothing more than wriggle as he licks a stripe up your chest and takes a nipple into his mouth. You're burning up, you can feel it. Your stomach bubbles, making you want to press your thighs together or wrench your hands free, but you're able to do neither as Shinso simultaneously sucks at your tit and slips two fingers into your cunt.
You look ethereal with pleasure shooting up your spine and your name on his lips. So ethereal that it's almost easy to forget that this might be the last time he's able to have you like this. The thought sours his stomach, but before he can free fall into something darker you're forcing your body up and into his hand.
''Toshi, please... Please, I don't want to wait. Don't want -.'
He nods. Curling his fingers, he beckons you closer to orgasm, desperate to engrave this time into the deepest parts of his mind. He'll need it. After all: at least tonight you have each other.
Tomorrow however... Well, tomorrow at least you'll still have the stars.
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warship005 · 1 year
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A / N / T
A - Ships that you currently like a lot. (They don’t have to be OTPs because not everyone has OTPs)
The ships I tend to like the most in fandoms are rarepairs because they give me the opportunity to do whatever I want with the characters since not many people care about the ship.
I like Spinner x Shigaraki from MHA but that one was obvious. And also most variations of Deku x UA student (like Uraraka, Shinshou, Tokoyami, Monoma, etc). Not all of those are rare pairs, but they ain't that popular either, and this is about ships I like so.
I like Edric x Hunter from TOH, mostly because it was such a random ship to come up. Hunter didn't even have a name yet! He was just the Golden Guard and people already pointed him toward Edric. I guess you could say I ship Edric x Golden Guard since the character we first saw is much different from the Hunter we currently have.
That's for the stuff I adore currently.
N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice)
Honestly there's nothing in particular I could say, that hasn't already been mentioned in many many posts about media literacy in fandoms.
I do wish my rare pairs were more popular tho :,D
T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending?
That after the MLA fight during the MVA arc of MHA (really wanted to type that hehe) Spinner was the one who took care of Shigaraki, to some extent.
He was the one who helped him out of that crater after he has beaten up Redestro, the one who carried him to some hospital or place to treat his wounds, the one who found Nana's hand and gave it back to Shigaraki.
It would explain how he knew the hand survived anyway. Toga, despite being unconscious for the fight, knew the hands were destroyed so someone explained to the LOV what happened, but Spinner is the one who knew a hand was spared.
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