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what i enjoyed in A Girl's Ego (mha newest episode):

Toga and Ochako having a beautiful moment in the new episode, more Toga backstory

What everyone else is obsessed about:

Crusty man's tongue

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Izuku Midoriya x Yandere!S/O

Warnings: stalking, blood, swearing, middle school Bakugou and Midoriya, cannibalism, cutting, knifes and other materials.

"Come on, Y/N!" Izuku calls as he runs towards the shops, the green-haired boy looking back at you as he beams.

You smile brightly as you quickly follow your friend.

"I'm so excited!" The fourteen year old beams as he stops to wait for you. When you do catch up to him, he takes your hand to make sure you don't get lost in the big crowd.

You've always been in love with Izuku Midoriya. Always been obsessed and overprotective. For as long as you can remember, you were always by his side.

The two of you run up to the big window, Allmight posters and figures showing from the shop inside. You could see the excitment in Izuku's big green eyes as he stares at the window Allmight themed objects.

"Look! Oh wow, these look amazing, Y/N!" Izuku points to everything as he still holds your hand.

"Oi, nerd!" A familiar annoying voice says as it approaches from behind.

Izuku flinches at the voice, gripping onto your hand. "Oh no..." He mutters to himself as he turns to the ashy blonde.

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be crying to your mommy?" Katsuki grins devilishly as his posse snickers behind him.

You give Katsuki and his posse a cold stare, annoyed of his attitude and personality. And his existence.

"I'm just looking at the new Allmight merch, Kacchan." Izuku says quietly, letting go of your hand incase Katsuki teases him for it later.

"Yeah? Well move out of the way, Deku. It my turn." He grins as he reaches a hand to shove Izuku aside.

You grab Katsuki's wrist, your eyes piercing him with your cold gaze. Your blood boiled in anger, and you would kill him on the spot if Izuku wasn't there with you. You don't even realize how tight your grip is until you hear a sharp crack.

Katsuki yelps as he pulls away, his wrist very much broken. Izuku's eyes widen, and he quickly takes your hand and runs off, leaving Katsuki and his posse to deal with it.

Once you two are far enough, Izuku grabs you by your shoulders. "Y/N! What were you thinking?!" He says, green eyes wide with shock and a bit of horror. "You can't just go around hurting people like that!"

The fear in his eyes breaks your heart. You look away from him, feeling a bit ashamed from his gaze.

"I'm sorry, Izuku." You say quietly. "I understand if you hate me..." You continue, your voice trembling ever so slightly. You felt a bit annoyed with Izuku. Couldn't he see that you did it for him?

Izuku takes you hands in his and looks at you with his soft green eyes. "Please look at me." He says softly. When you obey, he sighs. "I could never hate you, okay? But you need to promise me that you won't do anything like that again, okay?" He says in a soft but stern voice.

Not wanting to disappoint, you nod obediently.

You despised Katsuki Bakugou.

Every little thing that he did made your blood boil. Made you want to carve his face off and feed it back to him. Made you want to carve his heart out and hang it on your wall as a trophy.

The only reason you didn't do this, was because Izuku would be upset if he died. And making Izuku sad was something you did not want to achieve, so Katsuki's life was spared.

Until one day, you were walking down the hallway of the school when you heard a certain blonde's voice.

"You know, if you want a quirk so much than there might still be a way." He begins as you listen into the conversation.

"Pray that you'll be born with a quirk in your next life and take a swan dive off the building."

Something inside you snapped that day. You felt your blood boil. Your knuckles turned white from how hard you were clenching them.

Something had to be done.

.

Katsuki spat up blood as he clutched his wound, trying to crawl away with you. The difficult thing about that was you cut off his hands so he would be hard for him to use his quirk at all.

You had cornered him into an old tool shed out behind and abandoned house, and this would be where he died.

You stared down at him with a cold gaze, blood splats on your clothes. You dug the scissors deep into his calf, torturing him with every sharp object you could find.

Katsuki let out a cry of pain as he tried to get away. This couldn't be the end. He couldn't die like this. He wanted to do so many things, go so many places. He held onto his dreams of becoming a hero. That was his motivation to try and escape.

You took a machete, slicing and cutting away at his arms with a cold expression on your face. You couldn't hear Katsuki's pleas and cries, all you could hear was a soft ringing in your ears.

Even if you could hear him, it wouldn't change anything.

Finally, you stopped toying with him, and dug the machete through his heart.

Katsuki Bakugou died on June 12, midnight.

Well, at least, you knew he died. Everyone else just thought he went missing. To be fair, you did chop his body to bits, and cleaned up very well. Surprisingly, you'd never done this before, but you were incredibly good at it.

Poor Mitsuki and Masaru. They were obviously distraught, so much that you almost felt bad about killing Katsuki. Almost.

They missed him so much, how could you not help a bit? Maybe you could just give them one last goodbye to their son.

Mitsuki smiled softly as she ate. "Wow..." she mutters to herself after swallowing the meat.

"This is fantastic, Y/N. You'll have to give us the recipe." Masaru said, smiling softly at you. "What type of meat is this?" He asks, tilting his head to the side slightly as he takes another bite of the thick stew.

The explosive kind, you wanted to say. But instead, you just gave them your best smile and laughed softly.

"Of course! It makes me really glad that I could make you both smile." You reply, dodging the question.

Mitsuki smiles softly at you. "Thank you." She says, bowing her head slightly. "We really appreciate this."

You left that night feeling happy that you gave the Bakugou family one last taste of their son.

You didn't feel bad, in particular. He hurt Izuku, and no one was allowed to do that. Katsuki Bakugou got what he deserved, you thought.

And you were still a good person, after all. You even watched Izuku as he slept to make sure he didn't have any bad dreams.

One day, he will love you. Who wouldn't?

Epic fight!

Ftm reader x Shota Aizawa!

Warnings!: frenemys, swearing, reader goes by He/him, ms joke crosses a line and shit, ending is kinda shit, sorry guys.

"Eraserhead? Is that you?" A familiar irritating and hyper voice calls out. Aizawa freezes in his tracks.

No.

No.

No.

Anyone but her. He feels his heart stop in fear, his blood going cold.

You recognize this voice.

Ms Joke, also known as Emi Fukukado, waves to you and Aizawa enthusiastically as she walks up to you, Aizawa and his class, her own class of students trailing behind her.

"Oh, Y/N! You're here too." She forces a smile, looking you up and down.

You force a laugh and fold your arms. "Why wouldn't I be? I am Shota's husband, after all." You say through a fake as hell smile. You grab Shota's waist, pulling him closer to you as you and Emi glare daggers at each other.

"Whats going on?" Ochako whispers to Izuku as the whole class of 1-A watches you and Ms Joke pretend to be friends.

Izuku surprisingly knows whats happening. "Oh! Well, theres a bit of drama going on between the three." He says, beginning his explanation.

"You see, Ms Joke and [Your Hero Name] have been rivals for a while. Mostly because [Your Hero Name] is married to Mr. Aizawa, and also is a very jealous man." Izuku says, doing his best to keep his voice low enough so the three adults don't hear him. "One time, Ms Joke called [Your Hero Name] by his dead name, and he almost killed her." He whispers.

Ochako's eyes widen. "What?!" She exclaims. Mina giggles. "Oh, this is so juicy!" She smiles brightly.

Aizawa begins to feel a bit nervous. You're always absolutely fucking terrifying when you're angry or jealous, and you're making him stand hip to hip with you as you bitch smile at Ms Joke.

"Why doesn't he step in and stop them?" Momo asks out loud to the class. Kaminari snickers. "He probably doesn't wanna sleep on the couch." He says. The class continues to watch you with laser focus.

"Its been so long since we've seen each other!" Ms Joke says with an annoyed smile. "You look..." she gives you a disgusted expression as she looks you up and down.

You laugh, forced and annoyed. "Better than you ever had." You finish for her. "At least I don't look like I just stepped out of the circus." You retort, causing her to glare at you as she forces a smile.

"Haha, your so funny!" She gives you a fake as hell grin. "No, I was going to say you look very feminine today!" She says.

You glare dagger as her as you lean closer, giving her the fakest smile. "Haha! Fuck you." You say through grit teeth.

Aizawa places his hand on your chest, pulling you back towards him. "Thats enough. Lets go, Y/N." He says, dragging you away.

Ms Joke smirks as you walk away. "See ya around, [Dead name]!"

You freeze.

The class freezes.

Aizawa sigh, knowing whats going to happen.

You immediately turn to Ms Joke, a look a fury on your face. Your blood boils. You run towards her, ready to fuck her up.

But sadly, before you can tear her vocal cords out, Aizawa uses his quirk to defuse yours, and holds you back with his scarf.

"Thats enough. His name is Y/N. Please don't make that mistake again." Aizawa says sternly, glaring at Ms Joke as he reels you in, pulling you close. "Excuse us." He says in a deadpanned tone as he walks away with you.

Aizawa drags you into a private place, then lets you punch a wall.

You absolutely fucking destroy that wall.

Afterwards, Aizawa places a hand on his your shoulder and pulls you into a hug. He caresses your hug as you grip his scarf tightly, burrying your face in his shoulder and letting out muffled screams of frustration.

"Listen, don't let her get to you." He says quietly. "Only you can say who you really are." He whispers, kissing your temple. "But to me, you're my husband. My beautiful boy, my prince." Aizawa rubs your back.

"The most perfect boy in the world."

Me reading this

The Solver called the Envy moment in Episode 5 gross, made a heart shape with its claw things while possessing Uzi in the cathedral, and made another heart shape with its tentacles before dragging her and N into the pit.

Conclusion: The Solver is a NUzi shipper.

Mischievous thorn in my side.

Kirishima Eijirou x Gn!reader

A/n: have you heard of the hit indie show, The Amazing Digital Circus..ok jk but your personality is like Jax.

Warnings: you being a little shit (jk) (not really tho) swearing iggg

Supposedly, there was a new student in U.A.

Rumors spread like wild fire about them.

Apparently, they were the most annoying person in the school. And thats saying something.

Y/N's eyes always held a mischievous glint in them, and it seemed like they always had a stupid grin on their face.

It seemed like their whole existence was just to cause mischief and chaos.

Eijirou thought about all of this as he walked down the hallways, keeping his eyes peeled for Y/N. One of the rumors he heard was that no one ever knew where they was when they weren't there. They never told anyone.

Maybe his quirk let him appear in and out of places? Maybe he dug tunnels through the walls, and disappeared through them to scare an uncsepeticng victim.

Eijirou tried to calm himself down. He mentally scolded himself for believing these rumors when he hasn't even met the person! It was unmanly of him to judge someone he's never met.

Eijirou was lost in this question for a few seconds, only breaking out of it when suddenly, someone's gloved hands sat firmly on his shoulders, making him jolt slightly.

"Did I scare ya?" Y/N's voice says from behind. Eijirou quickly turns around. "Whoa! Hey, I haven't seen you around here before. I'm Eijirou Kirishima!" He smiles softly, wanting to appear nice to the mischievous character. "Whats your name?"

Y/N grins mischievously. "Thats for me to know, and you to find out." They step back slightly, still wearing their mischievous grin. "Haven't seen you around either." They tilt their head, this time stepping closer and getting in his face.

Eijirou feels a little awkward at how close they were to his face, but didn't say anything. "Oh, uh, yeah?" He says nervously. "I guess we haven't met, but I'm not really new-"

"Yeah, mhm." Y/N appears behind him, grabbing his shoulders. "So your from the hero course, hm?" Y/N spins hims around, looking the redhead up and down. "Bit red for my type." They grab his hand, stopping him from spinning around as they scan him with their eyes.

Eijirou places his hand on his head, trying to stabilize his spinning head as he tries to regain his balance. Once he does, he smiles softly and laughs nervously. "Oh, really? Then what is your type?" He jokes, trying to not seem annoyed.

"Not you." Y/N says, letting go of Eijirou's hand, making him fall on his ass. Y/N snickers before they walk away, leaving Eijirou on his ass.

Eijirou grumbles to himself before standing up. "Rude.." He mutters to himself before walking in the opposite direction.

Ever since that day, Y/N has been practically torturing him to the point where Eijirou can't sit down in fear of a whoopie cushion being there!

Eijirou never understood why you did what you did. After all, you were a thorn in his side the whole time he's known you.

Until one day, he found you crying at the courtyard. You just seemed so..upset.

Eijirou knew it wouldn't be manly to just leave you like that, so he stepped closer to you. "Y/N?" He asks softly, hoping to grab your attention.

You quickly wipe your tears and glare at him. "What the hell do you want." You grumble, never making eye contact. Eijirou hesitantly sits down next to you.

"What happened?" He askes. "Its only going to hurt more if you don't tell me..." He says in a soft tone, not wanting to scare you off.

You're extremely hesitant to tell him. You hardly knew this guy, and all you did was tease and annoy the hell outta him. So why was he doing this?

You just decide to ignore him, turning away. Eijirou sighs.

"You don't have to tell me. I get it, its probably personal to you. But.." He looks at you, eyes filled with compassion and understanding. "Its okay to cry. Bottling up your emotions isn't healthy." He fiddles with his fingers for a bit before continueing.

"Personally, I think its manly to cry." He smiles softly.

You raise an eyebrow, looking back at him. "Huh?"

Eijirou beams and nods. "Mhm! Manly. Its just something I say, I guess." He chuckles. "Its a compliment!"

You can't help the small smile tugging on the corners of your lips as you look back at him.

"Thanks." You say, hardly louder than a whisper.

Maybe you weren't so bad after all, Eijirou thought.

He couldn't wait to make you his new friend.

Okay so i heard i got 121 likes/notes whatever on my posts

THANK YOU

I LOVE YOU

MY SELF ESTEEM WENT UP

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anyway if you haven't haw-hawed today here is some things I thought was pretty funny to me

Okay bye i love you lots:]

Have you heard of the hit game undertale yellow

okay so if you haven't heard of it Undertale yellow is a fan game thats like undertale but yellow

And in Undertale Yellow there are these two characters: Cheroba (Idk how to spell her name) and Starlo

And i was like, hey, what if these two but you were Cheroba and someone else was Starlo

I'm thinkin like Keigo, Gojo, idk maybe like Dazai or something.

Would you like to see this, yes or no?

..how tf do you put a vote thingy on here

Imagine (before Dabi's big reveal maybe)

Imagine bro

Dabi had a beautiful partner, a beautiful S/O that was his, all his.

They made him feel alive.

They genuinely cared for him.

And then they were killed by Endeavour.

Dabi stares at your burning body, heart breaking every second he sees you like this. He watches as the blue flame flakes off your skin, the smell of charred and rotten skin filling the air.

Dabi found your body in an alley.

Endeavour didn't even take your body to your family. He just left you on the cold ground.

Of course he wouldn't, he fucking killed you. That would ruin his reputation if he brought your dead body to your family.

So Dabi decided to lay you down in the forest and burn your body. After all, he was always curious to see how you would look going up in flames.

"I think we should say some words." Dabi says to no one, spreading his arms out.

"Here lays Y/N. Beloved by all they met. The angel in hell." He growls out, clenching his fists as he continues to stare at the fire consuming your body.

He lets out a laugh, but its more of a scoff. "Thanks for loving a useless fuckin' idiot." He hisses out, venom in his voice as he watches the flames.

He picks up the bottle of whiskey he brought with him, flicking off the cap and taking a large sip from the bottle.

He lets out a breath after he removes the bottle from his lips. He feels like crying. He feels like tearing his fucking hair out, he feels like jumping into that pile of flames with you.

Instead he gulps, trying to swallow the lump in his throat. "I told you you would still look cute even as a pile of ashes." He calls out to your body, extending his arms out again as if to present something.

"I know I said I'd take your ashes to your family, but we both know I'm a selfish prick. So I'll be keeping them." He chuckles darkly, taking another gulp of whiskey from the bottle.

"I still...love you." He then whispers, putting the bottle down. "Even if you are dead now." Dabi mutters, a fake smirk plastered on his face.

"And I'll make sure to kill Endeavour the same way he killed you. Maybe that will jog his fuckin' memory when I'm staring down at his pathetic burnt body." He growls out, clenching his fists so hard around the bottle that he breaks the glass.

Dabi tosses the shards of broken glass into the fire and ontop of your body. "Love you, doll. Always will."

From that day on, Dabi kept your ashes in a small bottle he keeps tied around his neck.

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