#dynmghts

[adhesive-king]

@dynmghts from here

"Hey, don't take it out on me!"

"It's not my fault that you can't get on the big kid rides." Self-preservation is not on his side today as he leans over and plants his clunky elbow on top of Bakugou's head- ignoring the incredibly awkward angle.

[fighterbound]

He's been grounded in the dorms for um...decisions that may or may not have placed him in the hospital for a week. Okay two weeks. Honestly it wasn't his decisions that landed him there, technically it was the villains that got him injured. Aizawa didn't take that very well, but people needed to be saved and he couldn't just stay still!

The important part is he's free to leave today, yay! He's taking someone with him, and that someone is Kaachan. Since everyone else is out and he knows Kaachan is here. They're gunna go somewhere, anywhere. They can get food, watch a movie, maybe get a piercing! Haha, he's joking. First thing first though, convincing Kaachan to hang out with him.

Once he hunts him down, he grins in greeting.

"Kaachan! I'm free to leave the dorms today." He announces like it's the best thing ever. " And to celebrate I’m going to let myself be a little unhinged today, as a treat. Wanna come? ”

@dynmghts liked for a starter / insp by this prompt post

[adglaciem]

@dynmghts from here

"Whaat? No, come on, I'm not asking just for the tea! I'm asking as a friend! Monoma didn't tell me what he wrote in the card, you know. And I have a vested interest in seeing where this goes! And if you don't tell me, I'm asking Midoriya. He mentioned it to Uraraka. I know he knows something." She props her head up on her hands on his desk, sitting in the air as if she had a chair there.

"Are you two, like, dating now? Usually Monoma's all over his boyfriends from day one-- don't tell him I said that-- but I guess you guys have a pretty weird situation, right? Are you nervous? Look at you, all cozied up like you're trying to hide--" Okay, the teasing has to take a back seat. Control your laughter, Setsuna.

"If you need help so you guys don't just spend all your time not looking each other in the face, you can ask. I'm an expert on this stuff. And an expert on Monoma, which is probably more relevant. I mean, even you've dated people before, right?

[fightaers]

it's been a year, almost, since the war.

izuku would like to say that relatively everything has gone off as normal — or at least, as normal as training to be heroes at UA to be. there are still, of course, some discontentment brewing outside. voices questioning this newfound peace: how long will it last until the next large villain looms ? could promises from heroes genuinely be believed in ? are such glamorisation of heroes in reality damaging to the work they were meant to do ?

the hero public safety commission, in turn, had been put under heavy investigation - so incidents like hawks and lady nagant wouldn't ever happen again.

that is all to say, life does move on. slowly, treacherously, day-by-painful-day, but it does. the bells of the school ring. the cafeteria packs itself with students. homework, as homework tends to do, pile up. it's time for their quirk training, and class 2-A are chattering among themselves as they exit to their respective locker rooms for an attire-change. izuku's caught in his head about a manoeuvre he'd like to try out when someone brushes past him. kaminari-kun, laughing, before he joins kacchan who's already walking besides kirishima-kun.

it's- staggering, all of a sudden. it's silly, because for a moment izuku feels like it's middle school all over again, hunching along the back of the crowd so he'd be far enough to observe kacchan without being seen. it's— it's not like that anymore, is it ? no. because kacchan's already apologised, and they're talking again — properly — and it's good, it's better than good, and they've come a long way now, and all should be fine, but—flashes: kacchan, on the ground, blood around his mouth, an all might collectable card by the side of his head, and he's dead, kacchan died, and it's all because shigaraki wanted to give deku a ' present ' and—

don't worry, they still talk. kacchan and him, he means, but izuku's been careful now to keep his distance. though for that one second, he allows himself this : the back of kacchan's head. the small glimpse of what he thinks is a grin. was kaminari-kun telling a joke ? how nice. to tell kacchan a joke.

@dynmghts ♡ starter call !

[stcries]

currently, he found himself in the bustling streets, not recognising a singular face, unsure of just where to go. maybe he should have called izuku to tell him he was here? bah, of course, he knew he'd forgotten something. rody's mind was racing a million miles an hour, yet to add insult to injury, off flies the small pink bird by his side, vanishing into the crowd. this was his first visit to japan since the incident back in his home country, and this was already turning into such a disaster!

all too quickly, he starts chasing after pino, hot on her trail, barely catching her visage through the masses of people upon the streets. yet finally, the bird stops, landing upon the shoulder of a familiar face. rody, who stops to catch his breath briefly, only takes notice of the familiar blonde a few seconds too late. "oh, it's you! man, you're a lifesaver, thanks for catching her!" his words come out slightly wheezed, still puffed from moments prior.

@dynmghts, starter call.

[antiquelic]

@dynmghts ; relics of blood and earth summoning the student — hana : this town is fake but you're the real thing. <3 [ inbox prompts. ]

usually there would be some sort of insult. something quick and witty, something followed with hay fever or another clever nickname. so when none came, the blonde was someone puzzled. brows pressed together, cherry - pink hues staring at the other [ where's that brash bakugo nature? ] in a rare silence. distracted from wonderous view of their world, a festival at their very door. one would have thought her attention would be elsewhere, yet for once she was focused on him and only him.

❝ that might be the sweetest thing you've ever said, ya'know. ❞ pink crept across her cheeks, a little smile daring to take shape. still she waited for something classic of katsuki. bouncing on her heels ever slightly, that smile stretching into a grin. bravery coursing through her veins. hand reaching to hook a pinkie around his own, before taking his hand entirely. who knew he could be sweet like that. ❝ c'mon, let's look at things ! we can figure out if everything is fake or not, starting by you winning me that pink rabbit. ❞

[starshinc--a]

@dynmghts said; "you. me. training room. now." he's going to kick the shit out of izuku, whether that poor boy is prepared for it or not. "i got some new hand-to-hand moves i gotta test out 'n you're my test dummy."

oh? kacchan wanted to spar? izuku could do that! he was absolutely ready to do a bit of sparring! his tone was something to be worried about, but then-

“a training dummy?!” he can’t help but exclaim. “i’m more than happy to spar, kacchan, but don’t just expect me to lie down and take it! i’m going to be fighting back and testing out new moves, too!”

the audacity sometimes surprises him. but then again, he is interested in finding out more… “what sort of new moves?”

he doesn’t know this, but he’s totally going to be bruised up by the end of the afternoon, isn’t he?

[bunnybolt]

@dynmghts

"Kacchan this is so not fair!."