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My BNHA OC’s

Guess what bitches?? I drew my children, so here they are (I put them in hero suits)

Stasi

Kayla

Octavia

Destiny (WIP sketch)

BNHA OC Form, Destiny

Alright imma finally post some of my BNHA stuff I’ve been working on. I know that this OC sheet was made by someone but I’m not sure who because my little sister is the one who sent it to me, so if you know please tell me <3 

|Basic Info|

Name: Destiny Makino

Nicknames/Aliases: Dessy, D

Gender: Female

Age: 15

Birthday: 7/12

Sexuality: Pan

Height: 5’3”

Weight: 130 lbs

Hair Color: Metallic grey at roots that fades to white at the tips

Eye Color: Right eye - Black/dark grey , Left eye - Lavender. Wears grey contacts to hide her prominent eye colors

Skin Color: White 

Looks: wears glasses. She can see fine without them, but it helps her focus.

Occupation: UA student

|Relationships|

Parent(s): Disowned her and her sister at a young age. Refuse to have children who ruin their image

Sibling(s): Octavia Robel - Twin sister

Relative(s): N/A

Friend(s): Her sister (?...)

Romantic Interest(s): Denki Kaminari  

Pet(s): Robodog

|Hero/Villain Details|

Hero/Villain Name: Ganroda

Costume: Short skirt with shorts underneath. Tanktop. Hair in a ponytail. Utility belt. Barefoot.

Motivations: Her parents suck in general and she wants to prove to everyone that her and her sister that two is better than one, and that the world could be better if people used their quirks in harmony rather than fighting for their own singular glory. She also wants to keep tabs on Octavia seeing as she is more reckless. 

Quirk: Weaponize

Abilities: She can transform any part of her body into any weapon.

Weaknesses: The bigger the weapon is, the more pain she is in. Pain usually comes in the form of migraines, but if she really overworks herself, her arm that was the weapon will become paralized

Other Abilities: Has always been able to perform a telekinetic connection with her sister. Can merge abilities with her twin sister. Has a secondary quirk that only her sister knows about; when making skin to skin contact with another person she can see flashes of their future.

|Statistics|

Power: 5/5

Speed: 1/5

Technique: 4/5

Intelligence: 6/5

Cooperativeness: 3/5

|Backstory|

Her and her sister are the children of a very wealthy family and were disowned as children. When they were born not only identical, but with every cell the same their parents became scared of what it could mean. When they finally manifested not one but two quirks each, both parents cursed them as bad luck and refused to have either child if they weren't perfect. Ever since they have lived under new names on their own. They both stay away from using their combined power so they wont reveal who they are.

|Quote|

Knife hands, because now you can mince a bitch before you saute her

Holy shit this was a fantastic read. I don't think y'all understand how soft I am for character's who are supportive of their age regressing partner 😭❤️

glad you like seeing me in your ask bc i like being here. ♡

another request for some soft x reader goodness. you write soft stuff so well and frankly i can’t get enough. i’ll let you pick a character this time, and as always, anything is fair game. i think we’ve read enough of each other’s writing to know i’ll like whatever you come up with. thanks so much.

<3 thanks so much bunny that means a lot! and I gotta go with my baby Bakugou <3

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Katsuki spent Saturdays taking care of his baby, come hell or high water. He woke you up bright and early despite your sleepy (and adorable) protests, "'m tired Daddy."

"I know punkin, but its Saturday. You don't want to miss pancakes and cartoons do you?" He bit back a grin when you suddenly bolted upright out of your bed and started to head to the kitchen. "Brush your teeth first brat!"

"Yes Daddy!" You singsonged. Katsuki felt his heart settle into place like it always did in these moments, when he was reminded his best girl was also his most adorable baby who trusted him implicitly.

You two spent the day at home away from prying and judgemental eyes. Katsuki set up a picnic in the living room, with all your favorite stuffies in attendance, including Mr. Rogers the Rhinocerous and your Cinnamoroll. He helped you get dressed in your poofiest princess dress and even put on his only tuxedo to escort you.

"May I, my lady?" He offered you his arm and smiled at the shy giggle that left you as you took it.

"You may, Sir Daddy."

And even though he'd take this to the grave, he let you put your tiara on him when you were having your tea party with finger sandwiches, just to see you burst into a fit of laughter.

"Daddy's a princess!!" You crawled over to him and kissed him all over his face, loving him with truly your whole heart.

"Only for my baby." He grumbled but kissed you back regardless.

The whole day was a treasure for both of you, a memory too keep with you throughout the week when the real world demanded your attention. And that's why you both threw yourselves into your dynamic every weekend. It was the oasis in the desert that you drank from greedily each time.

By bed time you were as exhausted as Katsuki was, but bone deep happy. "Come on punkin, time for teeth brushing and bedtime."

"Okay, but you gotta carry me." You held up your arms and made grabby hands at him, knowing your pro hero husband could easily lift three times your weight.

Katsuki narrowed his eyes at you playfully before picking you up, murmuring as he rolled his eyes, "I'm in love with a little tyrant."

"Your tyrant, daddy!"

"My tyrant. Now brush." He helped you when you got too tired to brush yourself, then grabbed your paci.

When you got really tired you regressed even younger than normal, often not talking- instead using charades and noises to get what you wanted. Like pointing and whining for your paci which wasn't in your mouth fast enough.

"I know I know, here you go." Katsuki's voice gentled even further, knowing that you got even more sensitive like this. "My baby." He kissed your forehead and your nose, smiling when you ducked your head shyly.

He got you both settled in bed and cuddled you close, knowing that tomorrow you'd be yourself and Katsuki, not baby and Daddy anymore. So he soaked up this last moment, giving you a booty rub to relax you further and kissing your forehead and cheeks until you both fell asleep.

This is adorable and shone some light into my dark, sad life. Thank you for this😍😍😭😭💖💖

How would Leo act like a gentleman to his crush or s/o? Like little situations or behaviors for my boy in blue. Please and thank you 💗💗

((A/N) If you want more (like fluffy stuff - holding hands, how he’d cheer you up etc) please just ask. Leo is my second favorite and I would LOVE to write more)

- he would hold any door open for you

- he’d give you 294285 compliments every single day. From the way you look, to how he loves that shirt on you, to telling you what a beautiful soul you are

- he’d be comforting whenever you feel sad

- he’d rub your back and tell you that everything will be fine

- he would ALWAYS put you first

- he’d share his favorite tea or food with you

- he’d protect you from whatever

- let’s say you’re afraid of spiders, he’d make sure there wouldn’t be a single one in the house / room / apartment / lair.

- he’d constantly ask you if you’re okay and if not he’d try to make it better

- he’d get some pads / tampons for you when you’re on your period

- he’d cook for you after a long day

- and he made your favorite dish

- Leo would know when you needed privacy and would leave you alone for as long as you needed

- no looking at you when you were changing clothes (when you first started dating, now he does it from time to time)

- always speaks up if anyone makes fun of you

- especially if any of his brothers are giving you a hard time

- in bed, he would always ask if you’re okay and if not he would immediately stop

- he’d always ask before trying something new (like bondage for example)

- if you were okay with it, he’d take is as slow as he could, to not hurt you

- speaking of, he would NEVER hurt you

- he’d treat you like a princess and would read every wish from your lips

- he can read your mind like no other and when you frowned he would want to know what happened

- if you need a cuddle, he’s there. if you need a make out session, he will be there immediately

- he’d buy you little gifts

- like chocolate, flowers or just give you love letters and poems that he wrote

- he loved writing poems about you

- and would read them to you as soon as he was done

- he’s never been one to show off his private life but with you it was different. his brothers needed to see how happy you make him

- whenever you send or show him a selfie, he’d immediately put it as his lock screen

- also he’d tell you how beautiful it is (and he truly means it)

if you have ever suffered from…

• depression

• anxiety

• eating disorder

• self-harm

• ocd

• bipolar

• feelings of guilt and hopelessness

• suicidal thoughts

can you please reblog to show support for people who also suffer.

you are not alone.

So cute!!😍😍

What would be the moment where the boys realize they actually LOVE their crush? Like would it be something little or just a random thing that makes them realize just how deep their feelings are?

Leo:

A single candle flickering in the dark room. And yet they are the only source of warmth he cares about. They’re lying beside him, bathed in the dim candlelight, lashes fluttering in their sleep, and even without looking at him he’s still trapped with the thoughts of their eyes opening and imprisoning him, making him a willing captor. He wants to give himself fully to them, to devote his entire being to those eyes, to that face, to this person who, by some miracle, sees his flaws as things of beauty. And he finds himself hoping for it, longing for the moment their gazes meet again and he feels helpless and powerful all at the same time. He realizes he never wants to be without that feeling. He’s trapped, and he loves it.

Donnie:

Their hands make their way up his sides, leaving tiny pulses of energy in their wake, and that touch alone makes his concentration completely evaporate. He turns and sees their smile, gentle and welcoming, and suddenly his coding program seems like a bunch of mumbo jumbo while they bring their lips to his temple, his cheek, his jawline. His world completely around this secure center that is them, and he knows that without their luring him to bed he’d have said up through the night. And God is he grateful for them, his last shred of common sense, of relaxation. He wouldn’t trade anything in the world for the one thing that wipes his mind clean - them. With a grin, he rises and turns to them, returning their teasing touches and kissing their lips, feeling the worry slip away, and the bond strengthen that much more as he carries them to bed.

Raph:

He wants to be alone. He told everyone that just before he slammed his bedroom door and took to attempting to punch holes through the concrete wall. He’s about to yell at the intruder as they open the door, but then there they are. And all they do is open their arms, and he’s holding them, clutching at them desperately, laying them on his bed and burying his anger in flurried kisses. Their lips are the most powerful painkiller as they kiss his raw knuckles, their body his sanctuary, their skin emanating love and only love as he presses himself against them. He surrenders fully, handing over his hardship and marveling at how they take it and mold it into a passion that courses through them both. He loves their acceptance, their ability to wash away their pain, and knows that without them this world would be a lot more painful.

Mikey:

Their smile is twinkling, a row of white teeth peeking through a perfect pair of soft pink lips while they press another strawberry to his lips. Sweetness floods his mouth, and he coos out a sound of satisfaction, earning another sheepish giggle from them. He reaches forward and kisses them, his new flavor intermingling with the taste of theirs, that even without fruit bursts with only the sweetest flavors. They laugh as they pull away, pressing their face into his neck and letting their humor-tinged breath breeze across his skin. He’d do anything to hear that laugh, be anything for them to smile around him. With a grin he paints a line of strawberry juice across their cheek, and they erupt into laughter again. 

Any embarrassing stories Splinter is more than willing to share about when the boy's went through puberty? 👀

Thankfully Splinter keeps those things for himself but if he would talk … how boy, the embarrassment would be real. Like when they first found out they had a penis. Or maybe not that they had one but more what it could do. And they acted so awkward about it. As if Splinter was stupid and didn’t exactly know what they were doing behind their locked doors. There was no way Splinter would ask them about it though. He might be there father but he sure as hell don’t want to know every detail of their life. When they found out they liked girls (and how goddamn stunning all of them were) they all went in to a “secret mission” mode. Trying to get as many old - and used good god - playboys and other magazines as possible. The things you find in the sewer.

Voice changes oh boy. Raph has always been bossy but when his dark, raspy voice developed he was even more cocky than usual. Too cocky for his own good since Leo (and Splinter) could see right through him: that he was still a huge softie. A big brute with a heart as soft and sweet as a pineapple. That’s also where Mikey’s nickname for him came from (Big, cuddly teddybear - another embarrassment that no one should know about).

They had some mood swings too. And while they never left the sewer, they were too smart for that and knew Splinter would send them to the Hashi for 2 weeks straight, they always found ways to grind their dad’s gears. Either by pranking him, hiding for as long as they could or simply never do what he wanted them to do. Of course Splinter isn’t stupid either and came up with the most embarrassing punishments. Wearing a cute apron while cleaning was the nicest still.

Or when half of them decided to not shower anymore (“You’re a turtle, living in the sewer, don’t you smell bad enough?”, Splinter thought) while the other two showered and pampered themselves as often as they could.

And the clothes they wore (or wanted to wear since non of them really fit) were outrageous. Nothing matched, everything was old, stinky, hole-y. And the worst thing is they were proud of that. “These boys will be the death of me”, Splinter mumbled as he hoped for puberty to be over soon.

"RETREAT!! GET TO SAFE GROUND!"

"SHUT UP MIKEY!!"

*Here comes China*

"What in the world..."

"GOT HER!"

"RAPH, PLEASE ACCEPT THIS OFFERING AS WELL AS OUR DEEPEST APOLOGIES."

HC that Raph has a fine china tea set and NOBODY CAN TELL ME OTHERWISE.

It’s official in my book.

Can’t change my mind, sorry.

YO WRITERS

Stop what you’re doing right now and go write 3 sentences of your story.

Every time you see this, write 3 lines.

Reblog so other writers will do the same, let’s finish these damn stories.

I CAN'T FUCKING BREATHE 😂😂😂

“What did you do today gabby”

haha

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