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I'd like to think shigaraki would be very curious of his mutant bf

Can you draw Dabi kinda like... Oiled up... I'm asking for erm... Well times have been rough...

He got a bit burnt. My apologies

LOV streamer au!! kurogiri isnt here bc i forgot him, but if he was he would be in a thumbnail with tomura that was titled "i visit my dad in rehab and teach him the fnaf lore"

☆Commission post!!!

Look below to see !!☆ .° ｡𖦹˚ 𓆝 ｡𖦹°‧

Made this for a tik tok trend

Powerloader birthday post September 17th!!

I genuinely hate this and think the composition is bad but I procastinated too long to re do it….

I was so angry i expanded the canvas so heres another slightly better

Spinaraki week day Seven: Write!

The last one ehe, I'm glad I didn't die in the process of this week

Spinner’s claws tapped on the screen as he typed, the sharp ends scratching the screen protecter ever so slightly as they dragged across with each symbol. he was hunched over at the end of the scrappy couch provided in the base. His phone was open on the note's app, typing his heart out on the multi paged note. “Whatcha’ got here?” Shigarakis gravelly voice taking his attention from the phone, quickly flipping it face down on his chest as he jumped, his tail straightening stiff to the side of him.

“Jesus fucking Christ dude, you scared me asshole!” Spinner sneered as he lifted his phone the slightest, quickly swiping the tab away before the other could continue his questioning. “Just, updatin’ my grocery list. . hell do’ya care.” He huffed, shoving his phone to the side.

“Didn’t look like a grocery list, you swiped it away, you're a damn liar” Tomura accused, his gaze glaring at the scaled man who coiled up at the stare. Pressing closer he reached over, attempting to yank away the others phone.

“Aye’ fuck that! Don’t go reaching for my phone shits mine!” Spinner held on to the device tightly against his chest. “Ever heard of fuckin’ personal space?!” He growled out as the other tugged. Tomura bent more, lifting a leg over the arm rest of the couch as he hunched over the other, his gloved hands thumbling over spinners own, attempting to hold a grip on the slippery surface.

“I’m curious! Plus who wouldn’t be when you swiping the damn tabs away! And I’m your boss I can take what I want ya’ damn dino!” Tomura reasoned before flipping to the other side of the couch, turning to grab again as they played a game of tug of war, Tomura slowly winning with his cheating tactics. Kicking the others snout up with a socked foot he finally took a grip of the device, yanking it to himself as he shouted with victory. “Weak!”

“You fuckin’ put your smelly ass foot in my face! And stop calling me that!” The other whined before he lunged over attempting to take back what was his before Shigaraki kicked him back again, pinning him against the other side of the cough with his foot. “Fine!” The man huffed, “Fine, fine! You don’t even know the password so why are you even bothering!” He grinned, thinking that his ass was saved before his shoulder slumped, the rest of his body freezing as the other twirled the phone, showing the home screen.

“Two, nine, one, four, four, three, seven,” Tomura's mouth quirked into a cocky grin as he twirled the device again. Holding it haphazardly before he continued. “When typed out is somewhat resembles gamer tag ‘Spinner’. And before you ask, I know it because I’ve watched you put it in multiple times before, and I got a good memory,” The man explained, then slightly flexed as he swiped around trying to find the notorious notes app.

“Fucking shit give me back my phone!” Spinner relented again, though before he was able to lunge forward, he was again pinned back by the others feet which pressed onto his chest. Shuichi fought back, his legs kicking at the other who failed to falter.

“Finally found the damn app the amount I see you typing around on this thing shouldn’t it be on the damn home screen?” He huffed, scrolling though the notes. There were multiple ones, all labeled with their desired purpose. One with passwords which Tomura quickly noted, memorizing the few phrases that showed before scrolling up more. His past said grocery lift, empty cept’ for ‘Digiorno pizza’, definitely not the multitude of paragraphs he saw before when he creeped over the others shoulder. “So, Digiorno frozen pizza aint’ fuckin’ equivalent to a multi pages worth of paragraphs, so explain to me again why you lying to me Gecko boy?” Tomura teases, his cocky grin still decorating his face.

“Don’t call me that. . “Spinner grumbled, a scowl upon his face, “And stop looking around in there! It’s private!” He huffed, already making up a new plan to defeat his tormentor. Quickly grabbing the others legs, folding them up before he lunged again, though finally succeeding, grabbing a hold of the phone.

“Aye! I aint’ done yet!” Tomura pushed back, violently turning his body yanking the phone away, making up a new game plan to avoid his enemy, before deciding the move was to now stun and trap him instead. Quickly Tomura jumped forward, crashing down on spinner, making them both fall flat onto the cushions. Wrapping his arms and legs around the scaled man, trapping the others arms to his sides restraining him, he laughed. “This is all you can give? Pathetic,” He mocked, holding the phone to the side slightly, though he made sure that his arms were still tight against the others torso.

Spinner's face flushed, the others head resting atop of his clothed chest, a top of his heart, that was faltering with every breath. “Fuck off! Just let off!” He whined, trying his best to wiggle out of the hold to no avail. The blue haired man just grinning as he went back to the note's app.

“Alright then, let's get back to this hm?” He hummed, passing over a few more before finally finding the one he was looking for. It was labeled ‘Thoughts’ taping on it he could tell how long it was, about five pages worth of words typed out by his scaled friend. “What’s this? Your diary?” Tomura chuckled, enjoying the other become flustered.

“Dude! Please don’t read that shit! And it aint’ a diary asshole, just don't read it!” Spinner pleaded, trying to wriggle out of his confinement. Though all it did was just make the other laugh more, already reading the first paragraph.

“Ahem. . “ He made the dramatic throat clearing before he started to read off the screen. “Fuck he yelled today, his words were raspy and gravelly. The others were mocking him but I really was just paying attention to how his lips seemed to move and mold into shapes at every syllable. His lips are cracked but it just looks like they are more interesting and. . .” Tomura furrowed his brows, looking back at the man beside him. He was flushed a dark orange, his lips quivering. He looked down to the side refusing to meet the others eye. Tomura continued to read. “The texture would be more curious and interesting, really what I want to feel is the scar, the little gap between the lips of missing tissue that tapered off into a faint scar. Wish I could put my claw up to it and trace down every plane of it,”

Spinner was literally shaking, his tailed coiled up as his heart was beating the speed of light. The man above him, scrutinizing the text, re reading the first entry, glancing down at him every so often. Then he scrolled down to another. “I think my favorite color is red now, I was staring into his eyes, it reminded me of a boy trying to catch his dream when he talked, how he explained everything that he wanted. His eyes are like little dark rubies, they are glazed just slightly. He has monolids, though damaged where his other scar lies on his left eye, revealing more of the whites of his eyes then a regular person. A small mole peppered below his right, like the bottom of his lip. Marks of irritations framed the top half of his face, it’s a pretty thing. I want to be right there, close up, see how much they widen as I stare into them,” Tomura hummed slightly, tilting his head as he looked back down at his rather large gecko. He scrolled more, reading them to himself.

“His hair is rather soft looking, it has small clumps here and there, and sometimes I think he needs to brush it more, sometimes when I see him turn the back of his hair moves less elegantly than the front, I want to be able to sit him down, to bring a brush and slowly brush all the knots and tense from the day before, to have my hand by his necks, scratching at his scalp ever so slightly. I wish to put muzzle within the fluff to feel the locs against my cold scales.” Tomura clicked his tongue, unclasping his arm from the other, reaching to the back of his head, his fingers slowly combing through the strands. Before quickly he scrolled down, passing all of the rest to the most recent one, ready to read it out loud.

“He passed out during the mission yesterday. . I was the one tasked with bring him back to base, and to take care of his injuries at hand, also to wake him up with some smelling salts. I was able to lay him down on the couch, he looked kind of peaceful, really the only injury was a few bruises, the only reason him passing out being the lack of sleep and numerous days of work. I know it was dangerous and probably stupid but I grabbed his hand, I was sure only four of his fingers were touching me at all times, but I did feel his hands, slightly interlocking my freakish-” Tomura scowled before reading the rest. ‘Fingers with his, they were long and bonier than mind, but his knuckles were more flushed, and his palms softer. I only had my hand there for a minute I promise.’

Spinner laid their silently, his body stiff, his face was still flushed, though he shut his eyes closed tightly. The corners of his mouth still quivering with fear and embarrassment. His tail was rolled up between his legs as he cowered under the others gaze. “Shuichi,” Tomura started, placing the phone to the side as he crawled further up the other, feeling him shiver. “Open your eyes,” he pleaded in a whisper, the other opening up at the beg. Staring into the face he described in much detail within those rants, the one he felt was as lovely as a sunset, or dusk. One he described over and over, in other unread feelings.

Tomura pressed down, his lips meeting against the others muzzle, pecking a small kiss before he cupped his face, humming a bit as he examined the others expression, eyes were shot open, his mouth slightly agape as he stuttered incoherent sounds.

Spinaraki week day six: Crossover

My Yu-Gi-Oh propaganda

Tomura summons Shuichi as Gagagigo!

Spinaraki week day five: climb!

Okay so uhm, were gonna ignore logic and how that wont work but uh, a new exercise created by Tomura. . . . ?

Spinaraki week day day four: Dream

Spinner’s leg twitched under the heaviness of two weighted blankets. His eyes were shut tightly his hair a tangled mess. His body was sprawled across the bed under the cloth, both his arms released from the constraints folded under his snout. A drip of drool pooling down on his pillow. The room was dim, a slither of light from the moon shining through the curtains. Little hums could be heard from a fan at the other side of the room, slowly turning left from right. His tail squirmed under the blanket, his body flipping over as his arms flailed to the sides. His tail curled wrapping against his torso, a few clicks escaping from the lizard boy's snout. The blue haired man stood atop of the mossy rock Infront the dragon born, looking down at the rivered before them, it was a calm one littered with mossy rocks that stacked to make small waterfalls in the water bed. The man had no shirt, only scoring a pair of a warm chestnut Harem pants. Shuichi stared out Infront of him, his eyes glazing over his elven boss’s toned back, traveling down from the shoulder blades to the man's waist. Sweat rolled down, glistening in the sunlight, his hair was plastered against his skin, drenched from sweat. He crouched down, lowering his hand, feeling the water rush pasts his digits, the stream cool but not freezing.

“Right then, Water here seems fine to wash up in,” Tomura shook the droplets of water from his hand, rising back up, hopping down from the rock which he stood upon. Turning to Shuichi. “Well, we should wash up now, it was some difficult battles today, surprised we were even able to get by that Lynel with no arrows stuck in our backs,” The man chuckled, crouching down to rummage through his bag, taking out a few rags. “Yeah, were getting better, we almost have enough gems to upgrade our armor. .” Shuichi walked forward, grabbing a rag from the others hand, his claws brushing against the others palm. “I’ve been eyeing that cloak in the merchant’s shop, Giran is willing to give me a discount,” Shuichi continued, tossing how own shirt to the side, stretching his arms behind him. “Mhm. .” Tomura hummed already hiking into the water his body shivering at the cold chill. He used the rock next to him to stabilize his movements, careful to not slip on the slippery holds below him till he reached the sand bed within the river. “C’mon Shuichi join,” Shuichi’s eyes wandered, admiring his boss as he slowly joined him, his steps carefully placed his soles gripping onto the slippery surfaces below his feet till he reached the same sandy bay in the middle of the flowing river, the water clear when looking down, able to see his own clawed feet below him. He shivered, the cold affecting him more than the other, his cold blood unable to gather as much heat. The elf's eyes were a dark crimson, a shine of cherry from the lowering sun. His left eye disrupted by the scar from his childhood, a cut into the eyelids that revealed more or the white gloss. Irritation decorated his face, scritch and scratch marks clawed into the face permanently, framing his eyes and mouth. Two small moles were placed to, one beneath his eyes and the other his lip. His bottom lip was slightly redder, though both rough with flaked skin, a scar on the right side, clefting the lips Shuichi found him beautiful, a sight to behold, his hand struggling to not reach to cup at the scarred cheek, to not bring the man closer to him. Shuichi dunked himself in the cold water, his hair flowing with the stream. He blew from his nostrils a stream of bubbles surfacing only to pop at the impact of air. He could hear a muffled splash, his eyes opening slightly to see Tomura also sunken in the water, his fingers combing through his floating blue hair, his pointed ears sticking out. Shuichi gasped, rising back, Tomura following suit. The both of them combing their hair back out of their faces. Reaching for his cloth, he started to scrub himself from any grime left between his scales. Tomura doing the same, though gentler, to not irritate his delicate skin.

“You were inspecting that new sword ya’ found earlier, you think it’s powerful?” Tomura interrupted the silence, scrubbing his back as he looked at the other with a quirked brow. Shuichi looked to the side, where his new achievement waited on the ground. It was caked with grime, stuck to the metal blade. He found it wedged against a mountain on their hike to their new camp the hilt only peeking out the slightest catching the lizard's eye. “Yeah, might be pretty good after cleaned, there's some runes on the hilt, might be magic, going to need you to help detect if it cursed or not though” He answered, already turning back to meet with the other who threw his cloth to the side. Shuichi still had some areas to scrub out, so he continued. Though he could hear faint splashes which he looked up to find Tomura who stood closer, leaning forward a bit, his hand outstretched. Seemingly to grab for the rag which Shuichi handed to him. “yeah, I'll do some detections and some seals too once you clean it. . .” The man moved behind Shuichi, pressing the rag against the scaled back, helping scrub the grime off, as his other hand rested atop of the dragonborn’s shoulder, a finger raised. Shuichi shuttered at the touch though his long tail swaying behind him revealed how he felt. His comrade continued, slowly washing away all the debris that was left on him, his hand rubbing at the scaled shoulder. Shuichi's mouth was slightly agape, his heart beating fast and hard, his cheeks having an orange tint as his face seemed to get warmer. The other grabbed Shuichi’s swaying tail, making the other hiccup. Slowly the cloth went over it, taking off the grime left behind. Twisting his hand and rubbing the underside, the tail nearly trembling in his hands.

Shuichi twisted himself, turning his head to look into the others eyes who stared right back at him. His tail falling as the other let go tossing the cloth to where he had tossed his own. “Alright. . . were going to have a cold night tonight, so you set up the tent kay’? Make sure to towel up fast, can’t have you slow down cause’ of the cold,” Tomura hummed, giving his shoulder one last squeeze before hiking out of the river, his pants soaked. Shuichi watched as he left, grabbing a towel, leaving to where they dropped their bags to change into dry clothing. All he could do is watch before adverting his gaze when the other looked to the river, checking on his companion, though the image of Tomura toned torso was ingrained into his head.

Spinner’s eyes shot open, the light shining from the crack between the curtains brighter as a few birds could be heard chirping. He looked to the side, his eyes wandering around the room before he grabbed a pillow, harshly gripping it as he held it to his body, sinking his teeth into it. His face was flushed, darker than he thought could show through his scales. His tail was curled tightly inwards through his legs up his stomach, his legs too scrunching as he held the pillow close. His mind scrambled, trying to remember each detail from the memories of his dream, piecing together the diminishing thoughts of Tomura, his elven friend and leader. How he talked, how he looked, how he caressed the others scales. All of this made Spinner shudder.

How do you find out what ship weeks are when? Or do you just make them up?

Oh I've only done spinaraki week, and only this one time! But really you just gotta find the post where the official acount announce it! Usually the user will be 'ship nap' week

Spinaraki week day three! : Horizon

I decided to do a mix of art and writing for this week so here is the first fic :>

Tomura gasped as his legs lost balance, his crutch falling out of his grip to the side, squinting his eye shut he braced for impact, using his one undamaged arm to shield his face. “Hmph!” Tomura eyes opened, widening looking down at the floor he nearly hit. A scaled arm braced him at his chest, a clawed hands grabbing a hold of his shoulder. Spinner pulled him up slowly, his hands still gripped tightly on the man beside him. “Boss, you alright?” Spinner’s expression looked genuine with concern as Tomura raised his head to gaze at the scaled man.  

“Yeah I’m alright,” Tomura cleared his throat, Tomura attempted to regain his balance, his gaze shifting around the floor trying to find his lost crutch with no avail. His arm being poked was what startled him out for his search, Spinner’s tail poking against his skin, his crutch hanging on the limb. “Oh. . Thank you,” Tomura thanked him, grabbing the crutch back, sliding it off his tail. 

“Yeah, glad to. . want me to help ya’ to your room?” Spinner’s head pressed closer, trying to get a better look at Tomuras expression. The other nodded, seemingly deciding to keep quiet. Spinner huffed a sigh as he slid his arm across the others back, steadily walking beside Tomura. The Corridors were long and quite sumptuous compared to their past abandoned warehouses and motels. They would be covered in grime infested with pests and roaches. Cobwebs would decorate every corner and crevice, often times the league would have to sleep in these places due to it being unsafe to even travel back to their homes. His place wasn’t that much better anyways, half the time he couldn’t pay the utility bills, and only the rent. Leaving his place freezing, and dark. 

His attention turned back to Tomura who slowly walked with him, the others face was simple yet warm. He didn’t look annoyed nor happy, just perusing on as he used his crutch in long strides. Tomura was covered head to toe in bandages, his arm and leg were practically shattered, bandages wrappers around his forehead, from cracks and injuries that were implemented on him a few days back, during the fight from Redestro. Spinner thought back to the instance, the battle, the fight between his leader and the Bulged-out hulk. Though he more on focused on the Horizon he saw at the end of it, how he saw Tomura, standing above the other, his stance strong, his will endearing . . he saw a crumbling horizon...it was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. 

Spinner wanted to talk to Tomura, wanted to tell him of the horizon he saw how he felt, how he wanted to follow the other to the end of time. He would, he really would, Tomura was amazing. His mission was true and Spinner wanted to follow him at every damn turn the man would make. He remembered seeing a little boy trying to catch his dreams in Tomuras eyes, now he knew that he would and he would be behind him as the man conquered his dreams. When Tomura stood in the huge crater he had cultivated, the dent of which he put his mark when defeating Redestro, dust and Debre scattered about the air. Spinners eyes were glazed, his heart beating fast and hard His body ached, His arm hung limp, blood pouring out of the wound deeply imbedded in the limb. Every ounce of pian seeming to alleviate as he stared at the figure in the center of his vision. Tomura was heaving, Spinner could see his body rise and fall with each breath the man took, his hair was now a cream white, the length seeming to be more obvious with the new pallet, His legs and arm were bloody and a vibrant purple from how bruised and broken they had become. Yat still, he had a crazy smile, grinning like a mad man, his tooth gap visible. It was a sight to behold, one Thet Spinner kept replaying in his mind, he felt every ache, he could recall how his mind scattered at his new muse.“Tomura?” 

Shigaraki's attention turned back to Spinner, his eyes widening at the use of his first name. Spinner's brows were furrowed his lips of sorts, quivering slightly, His eyes avoiding Tomura. “Yes . . Shuichi?” Spinners eyed widened even more, finally meeting the others gaze by the name.  

“I wanted to uhm. . Talk to you about something” His bit onto his bottom lip, his words trying to gather but all they did was tangle within each other. He looked away again, back to the pathway Infront of them, encountering a set of stairs. Slowly he helped lift Tomura onto the first step, then himself, a steady pattern to keep both of them steady. His eyes stayed focus on the others footwork, careful to not allow the other to trip. “I wanted to talk about the uhm, the fight in Deika? Right once you succeeded against-” 

“The Final boss? AKA Redestro,” Tomura cut off, humming slightly as he heaved another step. Spinner gulped, attempting to regain his own line of thoughts that he could attempt to muster out of his quivering mouth. “Well final boss of that level,” The man added on, though leaving out an explanation. Spinner knew what he meant though. 

“Yeah, yeah, I wanted to talk about what I saw. .” He hummed between his words, nervous about it all. “You standing there. .  In the center you know, after the boss battle, it was. . It was fucking. . Beautifull, a beautiful horizon I mean. I could finally really see your goal, And I could finally know how to follow it. It was a lot, really, I was fucking aching and a mess, I was all banged up but All I could focus on was you, how you stood there with no mercy and a crazed grin on your face, even with all the worse injuries you sustained yourself. Even seeing Gigantomachia kneel down, It was a sign of power, and I know how you joke around using king as a descriptive to yourself. .but I see you as one, I see you as someone who could rule the whole of Japan and more as a king, and I would be you know, a knight of sorts. . not a strong one of course but. .Really I’m just saying the scene was magnificent and I want to be there once you defeat the true final boss,” The man gulped, his ramble coming to an end as he waited for the other to reply. Tomura looked unchanging, but Spinner knew that that couldn’t actually be the case.  

They finished the stairs, walking down a new hall, only a bit away the master bedroom which Tomura now occupies. The man stayed silent, he only looked forward, his crutch still making long strides as he huffed. Spinner chooses to silence himself to.  He said what he wanted his words were finally knotted into a cringe speech which he would dread for the rest of time, his only wish being Tomuras come true, and with him behind his friend. Tomura let go of the crutch, leaning it against his side as he reached for the doorknob, turning it. Opening the door he looked back at Shuichi, who finally moved his arm away stood behind him, biting his inner cheek as his arms hung limp at his sides. “So. . I leveled up in intimidation. . and also, likeability from colleagues? Thats great for the long run. .” Tomura hummed, walking through the door way before looking back at the other. “I will make the horizon for you. I promise I won't disappoint you Shuichi,” Tomura assured, another smile forming, one not crazed but soft and warm. Spinners eyes glistening at the lovely sight. “Till then, lets focus on leveling up our relation. . Thats also great for the end game you know?” Spinner heart faltered, nearly stopping as he was pulled into the room.  - I'm not the best writer -.-"

Spinaraki week day two: Monster!

I bring my fantasy propaganda ehe

Day one of Spinaraki week: Dedication

Suppose his dedication to help?

First time ever participated ing in anything like this!

Reblog this if you would not only accept, but welcome fan art, moodboards, etc. of your fics

All of these used to be so common for people to show their appreciation of different fics and authors, and I think it’s a shame people don’t do it anymore. I love seeing fan work for my fics!!

hello tumblr nation! you all rlly liked when i took mini shiggy to the beach before, so i thought id give u another update!

..... i bought him mini stuffed animals. yes he loves them very much

Obsession

I think it's rly cute that spinner's and toga's birthdays are back-to-back <3

Hes a mole ehe

Power Loader x Snipe, thoughts?

I feel like their first meeting at UA didn’t go so well...

There’s definitely some potential for this to be a cute pair though! I can totally see Power Loader being the only one to know what he looks like under the mask because he does repairs/upgrades on all the teacher’s support items, and maybe using that info for teasing or blackmail LOL

Omg? Art? On time? Wowzers

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY LIZARD MAN

Art, I’ve been kinda ghosting tumblr with art for a bit, sorry

I'm genuinely distressed I've seen so many people saying they l3aving mHa Fandom since it's over AND IM STUCK HERE HYPERFIXTATING LUKE DOBT LEAVE PLZ

Yall.. my second favorite mga character is digging tehe

I took this clip

I think it’s funny as fuck that Spinneraki was more confirmed than any of the main ships.

Prompts 4 Spinaraki Week 4

(Art credit and our tremendous thanks go to poodlewool!)

Hello, all! We're here at last with prompts and dates for the fourth Spinaraki Week! It will be held in the very last week of August, from Sunday the 25th to Saturday the 31st!

As with last time, you can find a text version of the prompts and the full rules beneath the cut below, but first, a few general upkeep notes!

Re: event week tags: Following previous patterns, the tags for the week will be #spinarakiweek, #spinarakiweek2024, #spinarakiweek4, and #spinarakiweeknsfw.

Re: spoiler tags: Going by the results of the poll we ran about spoilers we ran, the vast majority of respondents are up on current events/don't care about spoilers. However, there are a small number of people who are avoiding spoilers. In recognition of that breakdown, and the fact that the manga will be over by the time the event is held, we will not be asking participants to spoiler tag their work on their own blogs, but will make our best efforts to tag for manga spoilers (#bnha manga spoilers) as we reblog to the main blog.

We have no current plans to tag for anime spoilers, as none of the mods follow the anime particularly closely, but please do contact us if you would like us to tag for spoilers for the anime episodes that will be airing immediately around the event (barring any breaks in the airing schedule, these should be Episodes 15 and 16 of the current season, Episodes 153 and 154 overall).

Re: AU fills: We got a number of requests on the survey for AU-type prompts: mermaids, supernatural creatures, heroes, pro-gamers, and so on. While we've dabbled with fanfic tropes as prompts in past years, this year we wanted to keep things relatively open. Just as a reminder, though, we heartily welcome AU content, so anyone is welcome to do AUs at any time and for any prompt they can make fit for it! You could do Mermaid AU fills for every day of the week and we'll happily reblog it, so long as they fit some aspect of one of the prompts of the day. Please, go absolutely nuts!

Re: our tumblr subpages: Firstly, our rules are the same as always, and can be found in the Rules section at the top of the page if that's visible to you, or beneath the cut below if not. The (new!) Graphics section, as the name suggests, contains every previous graphic we've used in prior weeks; these or the Tagged Works section can be used to scope out prompts from past weeks if anyone would like some inspiration or ideas for our traditional Free Day or to incorporate with other prompts this week! If the subpages don't work for you, you can also go back through the mod post tag (as at the bottom of this post!) to find previous housekeeping posts, which should get you back to previous prompt lists and the likes relatively quickly.

That's it! Rules and text prompts below the jump! We can't wait to do this thing with you all!

Text Prompts

Sunday 25th: Dedication  ~  History  ~  Game Over

Monday 26th: Monster  ~  Enough  ~  Load

Tuesday 27th: Horror  ~  Horizon  ~  Inventory

Wednesday 28th: Cracks  ~  Dream  ~  Home

Thursday 29th: Last Words  ~  Climb  ~  Cut Scene

Friday 30th: Reputation  ~  Crossover  ~  Save

Saturday 31st: Write  ~  Inheritance  ~  Continue?  +  FREE DAY

Rules & Policies

1)  We will accept and reblog any fan-made work—fanfiction, fanart, meta, playlists, etc.—so long as it focuses primarily on Shigaraki and Spinner’s relationship and fits an appropriate daily prompt.  The work must be newly published for the week, though if you wish to also use it as a fill for some other concurrent event, you’re welcome to do so.           You can work with any of the daily prompts you like, singly or in combination.  We try to keep them fairly broad, so feel free to get as creative as you like!  We welcome any fill that satisfies some aspect of the chosen prompt(s). 

2)  We’re celebrating the relationship between Shigaraki and Spinner as it’s been, as it may be, and even as it could have been.  Shippy-fic or gen-fic, canon-compliant or AU, romantic or platonic or any complicated place in between; we’re good with all of it.  Polyshipping/OT3s are allowed, but the focus must remain on Shigaraki and Spinner.

3)  Regarding content, we’re not placing hard limits on what we’re accepting.  Shigaraki and Spinner are villains in a canon that goes to some shockingly dark places, so we consider exploration of that darkness fair game for fanwork.  Likewise, given that this is a week focused on a relationship, we welcome NSFW content.  We do, however, ask that all content be responsibly and appropriately tagged for any content you have reason to expect could be upsetting to others. 

4)  We’ll be checking the tags for spinarakiweek2024, spinarakiweek4, spinarakiweek, and spinarakiweeknsfw.  As stated above, please tag also for any work that requires content warnings.  We’re only operating on tumblr, so if your work is hosted elsewhere, feel free to post a link to it and use one of our tags, though if you do so, you may also wish to message us about it, given tumblr’s notorious grouchiness about off-platform links.           Feel free to message us if it seems like we’ve missed a fill of yours!  Late entries are allowed and enthusiastically welcome.  

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[Deku and Spinner collaborating on their My Hero Academia memoir.]

Deku: You know, Shigaraki wanted to destroy Mt. Fuji for you.

Spinner: ...Really?

Deku: Yeah. He said he would build that horizon you were looking forward to. He tried to decay part of the mountain.

Spinner: ...

Deku: ...Spinner, are you blushing?

Hair down Spinner WIP because he's rad, and I feel like the internet gave Spinner fans a hard time last chapt.

I’m in a Shigaraki simping competition and my opponent is Spinner. FUCK.

They both had cringe ocs, no doubt about it

do you guys think Tomura has any cringy OC’s he made when he was 13

(I don’t even have to ask about Spinner because look at him. We all know he does.)

Dabi: So what did they end up charging you guys with?

Toga: Murder

Shigaraki: Terrorism

Dabi: Mine was arson.

Compress: Kidnapping a minor.

Spinner: …

Spinner, mumbling: Driving without a license.

Dabi: *cackling hysterically*