Taken seconds after eachother.. the clear image shows a huge orb that could be mistaken for the moon, just above the lights.. aswell as sparks inbetween the lights.. Dunno what happend to the colour in the second pic? @sixpenceee
MHA AU where everything is the same, except the other kids use All Might merch to bribe Bakugou into doing random little things for them
Kaminari is the first one to figure it out.
he’s tapping Bakugou on the shoulder during free period. nervously, he asks “Hey Bakugou, could you help me study for the next test?”
and before Bakugou can fire off an angry retort, there’s suddenly an All Might themed mechanical pencil shoved in his face, decorated with the name of the hero’s attacks in bold, comic style script, complete with a tiny little keychain in the shape of All Might’s hair and eyes. Bakugou’s mouth snaps shut.
“I’ll even give you this cool looking pencil I found, dude!! So please, please, pleeeaaase, could you help me? Some of this stuff makes absolutely no sense to me, dude!! I’d ask Yaoyozaru, but she’s already got like, half the class asking her…” Kaminari voice trails off as he notices for the first time that Bakugou isn’t responding to him. Rather, he’s still staring at the pencil in Kaminari’s hand.
A beat passes.
“Uh, Bakugou…? Dude?”
Bakugou seems to snap out of whatever trance he was in, and snatches the pencil from Kaminari. He growls, subdued, and huffs. “Yeah, sure, fine. Meet me in the dorms later, I’ll make you study until your fucking face melts off.”
Kaminari laughs awkwardly, a drop of sweat dripping down the side of his face. “Haha, well, if you say so? As long as I can pass the next test?”
He’s seriously starting to regret this decision. But it’s too late now, he supposes. Ah well.
Later on, after Kaminari is exhausted from a study session with Bakugou–he looks like a zombie, one of the students cry as he walks in–he shares what he learned with Kirishima.
He’s sitting next to Kaminari on the couch, patting him on the shoulder and laughing. “You shoulda expected this, dude.” He says cheerfully, not seeming to mind the state his friend is in.
“Yeah. I should’ve….” Kaminari’s voice cracks from exhausted fear, as he leans heavily into the armrest of the couch.
“But you learned a lot, right?”
“Yeah, I did…” Kaminari replies. And then his mind goes back to earlier, when he first asked Bakugou for help. How easy it was….
He sits up against the couch, and puts a hand to his chin in thought. “It was actually really easy to get Bakugou to agree to it, though. Way easier than I expected.”
“Well…” Kirishima pauses, and asks, “What’d you say when you asked him?”
Kirishima runs a hand through his disheveled hair, scratching his head in thought. “That’s the weird thing tho. I offered him a pencil. Just a regular old All Might themed mechanical pencil. But then second he saw it, he got quiet and kept staring at it.”
“Hell,” his voice raises in volume along, with his feelings of incredulous disbelief, “He even snatched the thing outta my hand!!”
There’s a silence.
“Maybe…” Kirishima begins, slowly. “Maybe he really likes All Might?”
Kaminari shakes his head, baffled. “But you’ve seen how he acts with sensei!! He’s always really grumpy or glaring or whatever. He never seems happy!!”
Kirishima tilts his head to the side in thought, and finally shrugs. “Well. Maybe we could test it?”
“Test if Bakugou really likes All Might?”
“Test if Bakugou really likes All Might merchandise, at least.”
Kaminari gives him a look of uncertainty, but finally relents. “All right dude. I’m not sure if this’ll work, but go for it.”
Kirishima smiles widely at his friend, and offers a comforting thumbs up in response.
The next day, Bakugou is quietly sitting at his desk when Kirishima walks up to him. Before he can open his mouth, Bakugou grunts, “What do you want?”
Kirishima smiles, undaunted. “I heard you’re helping Kaminari study. Could I get some of that help too, bro?”
Bakugou growls, “That was just a one time–”
Before he can finish his sentence, something is shoved in his face. Again.
It’s an All Might themed card. And not just a regular one, either, but a holographic one. It looks rare, or new. Bakugou’s mouth snaps shut.
“I’ll even give you this super manly card I got the other day if you help me out, dude!!”
He doesn’t comment on the way Bakugou’s eyes fixate on the card. Or on the way Bakugou doesn’t immediately respond to his words. Or how Bakugou grabs the card out of his hand, in a way that’s both harsh and gentle, so as to not rip the fragile material.
He doesn’t comment until after Bakugou fixes him with his red eyed stare, and huffs to himself, and finally says “Whatever. I won’t go easy on you, Kirishima. Meet me in the student dorms after class. I’ll make you study until your eyes start bleeding.”
Kirishima lets the threat slide off him, and gives the boy an enthusiastic fist pump. “Cool!! Thanks a lot, dude!!”
“And tell drooly not to miss it, either.” Bakugou mutters, covertly holding the card towards himself.
Kirishima smiles and nods. “Alright, I’ll remind him. Thanks again!!” With those last words, he turns to head back to his desk, feeling accomplished.
When he finally sits down, Kaminari is already hounding his desk. “So? How’d it go?” He asks.
“Surprisingly… well?” Kirishima shrugs happily.
“What does that mean?!”
“He took the card, dude. Practically ripped it out of my hand and, like, cradled it. I think he actually really likes All Might.”
Kaminari scratches his neck. “Then… why does he always act so angry towards him?”
Kirishima crosses his arms in thought. “Well… maybe…. it’s just one of those things where sometimes you don’t get along with person you admire?” He shrugs again, and smiles. “But whatever. I’ve got a study session with you and Bakugou later, and he told me to remind you.”
Kaminari’s face pales. “Oh no… I’m not sure if I could take another study session with that monster.”
Kirishima laughs at his friend’s dramatics. “C’mon dude, it can’t be that bad, can it?”
He may end up regretting those words later.
Ah well. At least they know something about Bakugou they didn’t before. That’s worth something, right?
(my body materializes out of the darkness) fuck that was sick. did I look cool dont lie dude.
*rotating 3d objects in my mind* *rotating the cube* ohhhhhhhhhh *rotating the cone* ooooh my goddddd *rotating the sphere* ahhhhhhhh OH my god DUDE *ROTATING THE PYRAMID
write ‘nothing is set in stone’ on my grave as both a witty joke and a subtle warning that i will be back
a guitar but u strum it and it produces human screams
*spins the Bone Wheel* Congratulations, Jim! you get to feed your left femur to GOD *the ground starts to shake*
a giant billboard with a man in a beige suit, leaning forward, smiling smugly. next to him, in giant times new roman font, is written ‘INJURIES?’ there is no number to call. there is no name listed
me smearing blood sigils on the walls and ceilings of my room: its interior design
NEW noise canceling headphones that are so good at blocking out sound that they even prevent you from listening to your own music, forcing you to bask in the whispers of the forgotten gods until you begin to hear your own brain falling apart as it descends into madness
hahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa video games ohhhh yeah. i do enjoy em. got the ol controller on mydesk and im twiddling the knobs, and im pressing the buttons onthe controoller and i make the man move
You want my phone number? It’s useless. The best way to contact me is to fill a human skull with acorns and vigorously shake it into the night. I will hear you eventually.
"have you ever felt your heart beating but it was like beating at a different part of your body and it’s really weird what the hell" "do u mean like a pulse" "no I meant an inner bomb that’s ticking in your skin and counting down the seconds to your death"
whats the meaning of life? son, its those little tiny pumpkins. the ones that are mad small. you know the ones i mean.
instead of taking eds limbs, the gate brands him and sets a time limit: the more alchemy he uses, the more of his body will be taken by the brand. when the brand covers his whole body, he will shut down completely and be taken by the gate.
ed, being a fucking idiot, thinks that if he gets rid of his limbs, the brand wont expand, but hey-o. the gate thinks of everything.
he covers up a lot, never shows his body to anyone, and uses alchemy sparingly. when he does use it, transparent snake-like things sprout from the brands. creepy!!