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[redriotkiri]

@smashoimpacto​ from x

“Hah?” Katsuki paused, water bottle raised halfway to his lips and crinkling harshly beneath his tightening grip. Sweat pooled at his collar bone and his brow and he looked properly disheveled. He and Kirishima had been sparring, after all, and he wasn’t the type to go easy even in training.

“The fuck are you on about, Shitty Hair?” Despite the way he growled out the question, the tips of his ears colored a soft pink. Cute? Him? Certainly fucking not.

He’d expected annoyance, yelling, maybe a ‘playful’ smack even, but a blush was something else entirely. It may have been subtle, and if Kirishima hadn’t been studying him for a reaction, he wouldn’t have even noticed, but it was there and he couldn’t help but grin at the reaction.

“I said you’re cute.” He teased again, throwing in a wink for good measure this time.

[dekuthenerdyhero]

“Don’t move, you’ll only make it worse!” (Bakugo)

Izuku winced deeply as he tried to shift, only to feel the stabbing pain in his leg. They’d been running a training exercise when the old building suddenly collapsed when a rogue villain got through the outside barriers. Mr. Aizawa had told the class to hold on, but they’d been separated from the others when the building fell. He didn’t even know what floor they were on from the others.

“I can’t get a good grip to lift it off,” he breathed. “Ngh...it’s definitely broken...”

[toranoya]

Unexpected aid

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Aphrodi happened to be the closest to the area when Deku had placed a distress call. Flying high above the scene, Aph watched Deku handle the Nomu with a punch of some sort, through the other appeared to have hurt himself afterwards.

Firing off a few arrows at the Nomu to make sure it was down, Aphrodi landed gracefully in the street and smiled cheerfully at the UA student. “You called for assistance Deku? Are you injured?” The winged hero non-UA student asked with a kind smile, angel-like wings folded behind him. At first glance, Deku might think he was being helped by a female, so lithe and graceful was the one who had come to his assistance.

(Aph’s about page: https://toranoya.tumblr.com/post/169362989017/about-aphrodi-afuro-terumi-i11 , not adapted for BNHA yet, but the headcannon part is the same, he’s a half-angel, his abilities are not a Quirk, though he pretends they are to fit in. :) Look forward to rp’ing with you!)

[kingexplosivvemurder]

@smashoimpacto​ asked:  “Don’t move, you’re losing blood!” (Deku) (if u want)

There was a hiss that left his lips through clenched teeth, eyes wide as he was visibly shaken. He refused to go down, his body willing to be pushed to the limits. Even so, he found himself struggling, finding it hard to accept that he needed help. “Go, Deku!” He yelled, hand clutched to his battle worn uniform where he was wounded. He went to push the other man away only to wince, pressing tighter onto his side. “I don’t need you, I can survive without your help!” Stubbornness even in the face of danger, or maybe it was him trying to get Izuku to help others before him. He didn’t want anyone to see him like this, to worry about him, it was a humiliating thought even as he could feel the warmth of liquid dripping from the fingertips pressed hard against the wound.

[uravity-rises]

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Continued from here [x]

“Hey it’s not so bad! I mean yeah were stuck here but at least there’s light and we’re in a main building someone has to say something eventually!” This elevator shaft was a smaller one. They had plenty of room since it was just the two of them but also there wouldn’t be any room to escape out side the elevator.

Not knowing how long they were going to be Ochaco sat down. It was leg day and she was exhausted. She looked in her bag for supplies and she had her water bottle she filled up earlier. Some protein bars and her fighting gear but she hopes she wont have to use the last one. “I mean at least your stuck with a friend!” Are they friends? “Well not someone you hate. Hopefully.”

[norvstforthvwickvd-blog]

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!" Bo grumbled as she ran across the building rooftops. Her legs were burning and her arms were starting to go numb but she couldn't stop. Villains were after her and she had no idea where Bakugou or Best Jeanist were at the moment. They had gotten separated during the fight. "Dynamite! Jeanist! Do you copy?!" She yelled into her ear piece trying to get ahold of them.

This wasn't good. She didn't know what to do. Sure, Bo's fought villains by herself before but never this many at a time. That was also back in High School when she had 19 other people to help her, she was in college now. She used her claws to slide down a wall and into an alleyway looking for a place to hide.

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[quirkidol]

@smashoimpacto cont from X

She was not the strongest physically. Her main strength lied in her stamina and agility when it came to physical problems. Fighting close quarters with someone without relying on her quirk wasn’t something she felt capable of yet. Perhaps she would never be able to fully master it, but she was holding back her usage unless she needed to at least for now.

“I suppose the correct term would be restraint then. Just like how you’re restraining me now.” She had to make a joke to hide how flustered or perhaps just uncomfortable it was to have someone touch her at all when she wasn’t used to it. Even if it was just sparring. “Recovery Girl would not be happy with me if I were to cause any major injuries, which happens to be what my quirk is best at if I don’t hold back. Although I suppose you of all people would understand that much.”

[redriotkiri]

@smashoimpacto​ from x

Katsuki sighs with aggravation and looks up from his homework, though the glare he fixes on Kirishima is entirely devoid of any real anger. It’s hard to be mad at someone who only ever smiles at you, all stupidly bright and affectionate. He’s only just barely able to keep the twitch of his own lips at bay.

“The hell are you on about, idiot? Let me do my damn work.” Even as he turns back to his textbook, though, the pencil in his hand remains suspiciously still.

Kirishima had been watching him for longer than he’d like to admit, completely distracted from his own homework for even longer. These little study sessions were what he lived for before the two of them had gotten together, if only for the opportunity to get some time alone sit so close to him, but now that he could actually express what was on his mind without fear of scaring the other boy away, he was having an even harder time trying to focus.

“Come oooon, don’t you think it’s about time for a break?” The redhead hummed, leaning into Katsuki’s side and resting his chin on his shoulder. He made no attempt to actually block him from continuing his work, but he did make a point to punctuate that request with the best puppy eyes he could muster.