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[heroicalling-a]

⚠ bakugou!

i literally have so many feelings about him that would fill an entire powerpoint

[kibouhero]

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“Uh, h-hi, Kacchan!” 

[shieldingwings]

@causticboom

They’d gotten used to each other quite quickly, both personally and professionally. And while they didn’t often meet up on the battlefield there was the odd occasion where a situation would require both the third and seventh top heroes to respond.

Their battles quite often consisted of Valkyrie shielding the explosion hero until he got close enough to fire a powerful attack, and if needed the winged hero would follow up with one of her own. The media had already begun to talk about how proficiant they where as a team.

Three and Seven, the Power Couple. That had been the last news article title written about the two of them. They both laughed it off when they where asked to respond.

Today’s situation had been pretty simple, the Police had seemingly panicked when they asked for both of the heroes, as well as numerous sidekicks. Valkyrie had managed to get a good glance of the crowd as she floated back down to the ground. Landing quietly next to the explosion hero with a bright smile,

“There’s a kid over there in a onesie of your outfit. Go make his day!”

[tenacityblitz]

📂 (sidebar i love your blog and your portrayal)

Send “📂“ for a random yet completely useless headcanon I have

When Bakugou plays Super Smash Bros he mains Bowswer because he’s heavier to knock off the stage and Bowser can breathe fire so it’s a small similarity to his own Quirk.

[eriversible]

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“Kacchan-san!” Obviously, Eri already knew that Ground Zero didn’t go by this nickname for a hero name. Bakugou, Ground Zero; usually, those were what other people called him by, at least from what she knows.

But to her, Kacchan will always be Kacchan. That’s because Deku calls him Kacchan, and now it’s stuck with her enough to make her call him Kacchan, too.

The little girl waves at the pro hero. “I saw you on TV the other day, Kacchan-san. You were really cool...!”

[xfthemist]

|| @causticboom

   Kasumi had gotten use to the screams now, the shrill sounds having become apart of the endless noises that filled the city. She didn’t care to see the reactions, focus only on the bundle of money her hands cradled in the pockets of her jacket as she strolled in the opposite direction of the building chaos. She was never one to hang around and admire her work. That was practically begging to get caught. That small rag-tag group of criminals would take the blame anyways, giving her the chance to slip away just like she had told them would happen. She was never interested in the fame. Her whole life was spent in the shadows, avoiding everyone while everyone avoided her and it would stay like that for as long as she could continue hiding. She just wanted to live comfortably and not worry about missing rent or going hungry.

   Kasumi removed her phone from the back of her pants pocket, still fresh blood hidden underneath painted nails as she looked at her messages. One of her usual “employers” still hadn’t answered her text, the message not even opened based on the lack of a ‘read’ notification. Strange. They usually at least acknowledged her when she got in contact first. Briefly she worries about them being caught, but the emotion quickly fades as she knows it’s not her problem. She’d just have to hope someone else reached out for her work before the end of the month.

  “Ah, maybe I should get some food on the way home...” feet stop as she glances across the street at a convenience store in contemplation. Looking both ways on the street, Kasumi trots straight across without any further thoughts and ignores the strange looks from other pedestrians before entering the refuge of the store. She heads to the restrooms first to wash the remaining blood from her hands before beginning to wander through the aisles, picking up different foods as she pleases. Briefly her eyes glance up towards the window, an uneasy feeling in her gut as she makes eye contact with someone before she continues on. Eventually she makes it to the clerk counter and pays for her things, giving a curt “thank you” before leaving to head home for good. Something still didn’t feel right. It was like a presence was looming over her, watching her. Kasumi ignored the feeling, but couldn’t help the rush of adrenaline kick start in her system. She glances over her shoulder casually, locking eyes with the same pair from moments ago. Her fingers twist around the handles of her bags to hold them tighter to her hands as she picks up the pace, weaving past people smoothly before ducking into an alleyway she knew stayed open all the way to her apartment, hoping to lose her root of her paranoia in the evening crowds.

[xfthemist]

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