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@graviti
i’m revamping hehe
forcefrienship? ^^
who are u
i haven’t been here because my xkit isnt working so tumblr is uglie rn
doodle me
send doodle for ochako to draw you.
@nuruii
i think i messed up your hair a little . . .
doodle
send doodle for ochako to draw you.
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i think it looks just like you, bakogou
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wallcravvler.
“Hey, kid! What are you doing out here? And dressed like that, no less!” Peter said as he lowered himself upside down from his web so to look at the younger girl. “I’d say you’re either going to a comic convention or you’re a hero… kinda? Which one is it? Pleease be a comic-con attendee!” Peter was familiar with the fact that in Japan there seemed to be a lot of heroes, to the point that they were sort of a super police. So he’d gone in a ‘business trip’ to check things out. “Dunno if you’ve heard of me, I’m Spider-Man! Nice meeting ya!”
@graviti
❛ eh ?! ❜ caught off guard to say the least . comic con . . . ? instantly she was able to determine he was a foreigner since his accent was off , but something about him seemed familiar . ❛ no ------ it’s my hero costume actually . . . uh , i’m a hero in training . . . so not an official one yet . ❜ his name though is what caused a light-bulb to turn on in her head ----- ❛ AH ! YOU’RE THE PRO - HERO FROM AMERICA !! i’ve read about you in magazines ! ❜
bakugō - kun.
❛ haaah – ?!! ❜ a vein pops in response to her question, his expression pissed as ever. he blames her impertinence on izuku’s influence, growing more irate by the second at the thought. ❛ it’s none of your business, dipshit ! did deku put you up to this ?? i’ll kill him ! ❜
frantic hand motions , panic overcame her . she didn’t mean for midoriya to get blamed for her innocent question . ❛ nononono !!! uhhh ---- it wasn’t deku - kun ! i was just curious ! despite being in the same class and already going through so much . . . we haven’t gotten to exactly talk ? just think of it as an icebreaker of some sort ! if anything . . . kirishima - kun said it’d be a good conversation . ❜
iida - kun.
h - hah ?? did she say all day ??? ‘ uraraka - kun !!! how could you let me roam around with my collar misplaced ? cruel ! it’s cruel !! i’m so embarrassed !! ’
❛ i thought someone else would have told you --- ! but it’s really not that bad !! ❜ that’s a lie . kaminari and kirishima both upturned their collars to ‘ match the class president . ‘ but shouldn’t that be a compliment ?
pats her head !
❛ eh — todoroki - kun ? ❜ what was this ! it’s like a scene from a shoujo manga . . . not that she would know since she doesn’t read those anymore . her poor maidens heart pounded . . ! ( not really though , she’s just overreacting . ) subtle pink tint , unlike her usual , spread across cheeks ; not worried about him noticing since he seems to be an airhead in these situations . eyes peered up at him , left in the unknown as to why he had decided it necessary to pat her head . ❛ i hope you didn’t mess up my hair , todoroki - kun . ❜
I’M GOING TO BECOME A HERO AND EARN MONEY, WITHOUT FAIL !
grabs both his hands and cups them together in hers. " bakugō - kun, please let me train with you today ! "
He stares down at her hands like she’s just infected him with some sort of inhuman disease, confusion running rampant across his usually terse and visceral features. What the hell – why on Earth would she wanna train with him of all people?? Most of their classmates were smart enough to steer clear of him in average social situations – and yet here she was, inviting his violence?? Was she brave as hell or crazy fucking stupid??
❝ – huh?? – what the – you got a death wish or something, pink cheeks? ❞
i’m doing the starters + asks i owe... but like this to write me a starter
b.nha au where everything is the same except you replace quirk with twerk
b.nha au where everything is the same except you replace quirk with twerk
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@graviti
He hasn’t said a word to her since the match ended – part of him honestly wonders if anything even needs to be said, if anything should be said. In truth, everything had probably been sufficiently laid out between them on the UA Sports Festival’s battlefield – her determination and tenacity, his ferocity and unwillingness to belittle her, and the current difference in strength between them. But somehow, for some unfathomable and immensely irritating reason, he finds her name leaving his lips, echoing down the otherwise empty hall as he calls out to her back – on her way to watch the rest of the matches, no doubt.
❝ – Uraraka. ❞
She doesn’t deserve for him to use anything less than her given name; not after the run for his money she’d given him. Like hell he was going to admit to something like that of course – but then again, he practically was by even acknowledging her now, slowly closing the distance down the corridor between them in a series of strides before stopping toe-to-toe with her, intimidatingly close. He politely ignored the way her eyes were swollen around their entire circumference – he could at least grant her that – and then, unprecedented, he lifts a hand to hover in front of her face …before curling his finger beneath his thumb and flicking her square in the center of her forehead.
after ten minutes of speaking on the phone with her parents and getting all her tears out she was left in silence with puffed up eyes and reddened cheeks . she did her best attempt to dry any left over tears . she was still hung up on her loss , her first match too . although she keeps trying to tell herself she put up a good fight and that there’s always next year , but it’s hard to accept that . her walk back to the stands was a slow one , simply because she doesn’t know how to face everyone after her performance . but that was set aside when she heard her name called . confusion washed over her facial upon realization of who it was , and it was rather blatant that she was shocked since her immediate reaction was to yell his name .
❛ ah -- AHH . . . b-bakugō - kun ! ? ❜ curse her tongue for twisting . maybe it was because he used her real name rather than the usual round face , or maybe because he was headed right for her . either way , speaking was turning out to be incredibly difficult .
an obvious struggle to keep her balance , her feet stumbling over each other in her move to turn around , almost taking a fall to the ground if she wasn’t lucky enough to regain her composure . fear taking it’s place on her face with the sudden close of space between them . eyes squeezed tight at the sight of him raising his hand , only to open back up after feeling a flick to her head . her own hand raised to rub the spot , not from pain , but because she didn’t know what else to do . she’s convinced he just keeps getting more confusing with each interaction .
❛ uh . . . ? ❜ she honestly has no idea what to say .
hi. uhm!!! summer festival threads!!! beach threads!!! camping threads!!!!! im suffering and need summer threads pls and thanks