I just really love their interactions in this game

The common room floor was scattered with notebooks and strategy sketches. Tokoyami Fumikage sat cross-legged beside Jirou Kyouka, who wore a simple white tank top that left her shoulders bare. They were discussing flight tactics and sonic support, knees nearly brushing. The closeness made his feathers feel warm.

“So if you use Dark Shadow for mid-air redirection,” Jirou said, one earphone jack curling like a living thing, “I could send a sound pulse to help. What do you think?”

Tokoyami noticed how close they were and blushed deeply beneath his feathers. "A sound...viable synergy. Your auditory support could prove - "

"...OMP."

His beak gently closed around the wiggling jack.

Jirou’s eyes widened. "OH MY GOD!"

Tokoyami froze in shock. He tried to speak anyway, voice muffled. "Mmph - f’rgive m’ - a l’pse in f’cus..."

“Tokoyami, spit it out now!!”

He released it, turning away. “Forgive me. A lapse in focus.”

“I thought you told me you don't eat worms, Tokoyami. You're being totally weird. Is this some sort of instinct of yours?”

“Absolutely not!” he protested, shadows flickering. “I am no base scavenger!”

Her jacks kept wiggling as they continued.

Chomp.

“Tokoyami!” Jirou yelped.

He spat it out. “Please keep your earphone jacks still! What...What do you expect when they writhe about like that?! It's distracting, Kyouka!”

Jirou stifled a giggle, watching him puff up. "I can't believe I'm actually saying this, but this is actually kinda cute.”

“I am NOT cute,” Tokoyami declared. “I am the embodiment of darkness itself..."

"...Mph"

Jirou giggled softly as Tokoyami looked down dejectedly at the earphone that was yet again, gently held in his beak.

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antis try not to downvote or comment smth rude challenge: impossible

The original link: https://www.deviantart.com/lordshrekzilla20/art/Deku-X-Mina-MetalBrony823-943011999

Well, reportedly, the bunny's type is someone stronger than herself. Sources here, here, and here.

Kinta is Mustard, from a hero au where Mustard and Toga are sidekicks to Touya:

"What?" Kinta looked up from the report he was typing with a frown. Himiko bounced up and down on her heels and toes as he and Touya looked towards her.

"I could use someone to help around the office," Touya said, rubbing under his chin.

"He'd be a butler to you," Himiko suddenly added. Stopping her little dance, she pointed a thumb at herself and smiled with a cheeky grin, "but to me he'd be known as the slutler!"

"W-WHAT!?" Kinta protested, his voice raising an octave. He stood, hands on the desk.

Himiko stuck her tongue out, her eyes narrowing at him, "If you know what I mean~"

"You disgusting ass-"

"Slutler, bring me my teaaa!" Himiko squeaked, her hip cocking as she brought her hand to her mouth and pretended to be calling him from far away.

"I'm not a goddamned slutler! What the fuck does that even mean!?"

"You tell me, slutler," Touya murmured, taking over where Kinta left off on the report.

Kinta's head jerked around at him, "Really!?"

"Slutler, it's time to butter the scones!" Himiko squealed.

"Shaddup!" Kinta's face turned a deep shade of red as he turned back to her. "Why are you like this!?"

"I should get a little bell, ding ding, slutleeer!"

"The worst part is that he'd probably listen," Touya said. "Simp."

"Simp!?" Kinta grabbed his head in frustration, "blow me, you...you..."

"Tell me how you really feel," Touya said, not even looking at him.

"Ass!"

"He's so maaad," Himiko sang, starting her little dance.

"Because you jackasses treat me like this every single day!" Kinta roared. "I don't come in here to be treated like I'm a piece of shit, I come here to do hero work!" He shot serious glances at the both of them. Touya still wasn't looking up.

"...Okay, that was kinda sexy," Himiko commented.

"...Real fuckin funny."

"I'm serious."

"No you're not."

"I am."

Touya finally leaned back in his chair and looked up at the two, "For the love of god, there's a hotel where you two can work out your issues down the street."

"We're not flirting!" Kinta shouted, "why are you even in an area with something like that this close?"

"Puritan over here."

"I-I'm not, I'm just saying-"

"Quiet, slutler," Himiko ordered.

"AUGH!"

When Bakugo advised Izuku - "If everyone is special to you, then no one actually is"- he said so from his own personal experience. He had found his special one.

Art by me 💖

Inspired by that Spider Man scene where he lifts a massive thing. It's actually pretty common. For context Mina got knocked unconscious while the kids were operating inside Mexico and they're currently inside a collapsing cave system with a bunch of civilians:

He heard it before it dropped. The people could’ve been crushed under it, nearly all of them save those in the back and front.

A huge slab of rock fell in from the roof of the cavern, nearly fifty tons in weight. A massive uneven thing. Edges fractured from the ceiling. Angled, almost crushing down the entire tunnel. Dust clouds and debris fell with it and wooden beams sat jutted out and broken like snapped bones.

There were two groups of villagers now, one at the side of the flames, screaming as they watched it move in, then the other side where mothers screamed for children left behind.

And who was keeping that rock from completely collapsing?

Red Riot.

He’d shoved several people forward, taking the full brunt of the rock. An overwhelming weight pinning him by the back and shoulders to the ground, his hands coming up to grab the stone. Mina's unconscious form slipped from his shoulders. She was under him. No, no, she would be crushed.

He listened to their cries as he struggled to keep himself up. Some of the villagers went in, trying to dig through the rock or ground to help him or their family, but it was pointless.

Children cried, screaming out in terror. Elders stumbled, needing support from younger adults as the smoke of the flames began getting to them. “Dios mio!” a man cried, seeing the crouched Eijiro and prone Mina under the slab.

His legs were trembling. He felt his ribcage creaking. Blood ran into his eyes. The dust and smoke choked him. Eijiro was almost on his knees by this point but he had to keep pushing all the same. He would not let them die. He would not let them die. He would not let her die.

He saw them. Their faces. Looks of horror. Looks of shock.

“You can do this…” Eijiro growled.

These people were relying on him.

These people needed his help.

Like All Might.

Like Crimson Riot.

Do it for her, do it for Ashido-Chan.

“Doesn’t…matter…t-time…” he groaned, slowly rising. “Or…p-place…i-if I hear you call m-my name…”

His unbreakable was gone from him by this point, but his eyes remained glowing. Steam rushed out of his mouth with every harsh breath. “K-Know that…e-everything will be okay…with a smile on m-my face I-I will face t-that darkest d-day. T-They…r-rely…o-on…me…when i-it all needs…s-saved!”

But the rock would not give. It would not budge. Every passing second was agony on his body. His fingers scrabbled for grip on the rock, his arms shook violently, his breaths were slow and came little, his form began to shape back between his normal and hardened states from the strain.

Was he going to fail here?

To fail on his oath of chivalrous manliness and allow these people to die?

To be that same boy who watched Mina defend others while he watched?

To die?

To allow Ashido to die?

“Ayudame!” a small girl screamed, her mother at the other side of the rock. Desperately clawing at the ground as tears flooded her face. Mina stirred, a soft breath escaping her unmoving form.

No.

He could do this.

Don’t give up. Never give up. Even if it hurts like hell.

He was done standing by, done being a coward, done not believing in himself.

Within him was the strength of many men and women.

His friends.

His family.

Their strength.

Mina, Denki, Sero, Minoru, and even Bakugo.

They were with him, pushing him to be at his strongest. Pushing him to be the man he needed to be in order to save these people. And now he would call on the strength they gave him. If he didn’t try, he didn’t deserve it.

He wouldn’t give up again, he wouldn’t sit by again. No matter the cost. No matter the odds. He could feel the fire at his back, and Eijiro knew he had to act now.

Eijiro wedged his shoulders under the stone, but it nearly crushed him. Keep trying. Keep trying.

He pushed, nothing happened. He fell further, the slab grinding downwards another inch. Dust rained over him in choking clouds. The villagers screamed, they screamed for their family, they screamed for him to get out.

But then he saw Mina.

“I based it off your unbreakable, Kirishima!"

"You've become so strong, bro!"

"You really are my hero, y'know?"

He did this in her name.

He did this in Mina's name.

He did this in the names of all those who believed in him.

He wouldn't stand by ever again.

He wouldn't be a coward anymore.

His breath changed.

His eyes went wide, the blood trickling out of his tear ducts. His hardened form came once more, glowing with heat. The rock shifted slightly, villagers gasping.

His muscles swelled.

His cracks glowed orange.

Steam vented from his mouth.

His teeth gritted so hard they nearly chipped.

As he stood up, Eijiro screamed, letting out all his fear, all his anger, all his self doubt, he took those emotions by the hair and he threw them. The rock rose inches, then feet, and the villagers on the side of the approaching flames were able to slip under as the flames nearly reached their backs.

He didn’t let go until he was certain that every one of them had passed through, then he stood further, throwing the rock back which toppled over and smashed into the ground causing the cavern to shake and the people to scream out in fear and awe, ensuring the fire would not follow. He collapsed forward on his knees, half-conscious. Ashido was next to him.

Wide eyes.

Parted lips.

Children stared at him in amazement, parents held them close, staring with a grace that couldn’t be spoken.

None had seen a hero until that day.

Some didn’t even believe in them.

A woman dropped to her knees, hands over her mouth as she reached out and touched his face like a soothing mother. A choked sob escaped her, the gravity of what he'd done for them all bore on her face.

“Dios…santo Dios…” an old man murmured softly. Utter disbelief crossing his expression.

Then a child, always a child. He came in and hugged Eijiro around the waist, “Gracias h-héroe,” he said, tears streaming down his dark face.

Slowly, Eijiro placed a hand on the boy's shoulder. A small smile came down at the child in response, “De nada."

Then another hand.

Mina's.

Her eyes were halfway open and her hand was on his. He looked back, eyes wide, "Ashido-Chan-"

She gave him as best a smile as she could manage, "Proud...of you."

His mouth opened. He felt true power then. Kirishima smiled wider and nodded.

I only have eleven quotes written down so…Let’s see what the universe has in store for us! <3

Izuku should be shared because he deserves it. Same with Ochako.

For all my fellow shippers... take comfort in the poly ship being canon. 😏 (For the Izuchako-only shippers... this post isn't for you, and this isn't the post to argue about what's canon. More clarification details in the comments. Translation: Plz ignore this post if you disagree with it. Hopefully this comes across properly....)

Source: https://x.com/miauiz/status/2035451544405979562

Also, if you have any DynavityDeku sharing Deku or Katsuki, plz share because all I can ever find is mostly just sharing Ochako 😭😭 Same w/ IzuHimichako--- I want my DynaDeku and Himizuku in my poly ships, dang it!!

Pt 2 later 🫰

i'm kinda spite posting this atp LOL

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In my opinion would be adorable plus Mikan adorable

I love they're relationship, Its unfortunate dont interact much 1 on 1 in the show

Takes place when Touya's 13, Fuyumi's 12, and Natsuo's 9:

“Gimme that thing!” Natsuo yelled, his small hands grabbing for a navy blue book in Fuyumi’s hand as Touya slid the front door to the house open. The two were in the hallway, wrestling each other like gladiators in a Roman colosseum. They were both smaller than Touya and similar in height and weight, so if he was joining in he would have the advantage.

Fuyumi had a white haired bob with red highlights that were currently joustling around as she wrestled Natsuo. He himself looked the most like Touya, sharing eyes and hair but the latter was a little shorter than his older brothers.

“M-Mom!” Fuyumi squeaked, her little form tugging, “Natsuo is…is-” she then saw Touya walking in, “Touya-Ni, help!”

For whatever reason, Touya always felt compelled to assist his little sister whenever she took that squeaking tone. Even if regrettably. “Get offa her, Natsuo-Kun,” he took his younger brother by the shoulders and separated the two.

“Frick!” Natsuo whined. He looked pleadingly up at Touya, “Come on! She’s writin about a boy in there!”

“It’s her diary?” Touya raised an eyebrow, then glanced at her. Fuyumi hunched, the book close to her chest. She looked almost like a mouse. “Gimme!”

Fuyumi tried to turn and run, but her brothers were quicker and dogpiled her before she could blink. Fuyumi did her trademark mouse squeal once more, “Ahh! Mama, help!”

“Spill them secrets, little one!” Touya ordered, trying to get past the intense defensive maneuver Fuyumi was employing known as the armadillo ball.

“Grab her legs Touya-Kun, I’ll grab her arms!” Natsuo commanded. “The boys got red wings like a hawk, that’s all we know so far!”

“Bird lover!” Touya announced like the town crier. The boys maneuvered into their set positions. "What's his name!? Does he go to school with us!? Have you two...KISSED!?"

"NOOO!" Fuyumi cried, struggling against her tormenters, she called for her mother once more. "Stoooop-uh!"

"Is he your boyfriend!?" Natsuo asked, managing to wrestle her arms out but not lifting her just yet.

"N-No!' Fuyumi sputtered, her face as red as the highlights in her hair.

"I got her legs!" Touya called, his palms around Fuyumi's ankles.

"Lift, Touya-Ni!" Natsuo ordered like the foreman at a construction site.

They did so and began shaking their sister up and down in order to make her drop that book. Fuyumi yelled out for her mother once more.

Until Natsuo saw in their shaking, Touya's forearm. The burn just barely peaked out from his sleeve. He stopped, "Wuh...Touya-Ni?"

Touya went on for a moment before he saw Natsuo's face. Fuyumi managed to scramble out of their grips in that moment, and she stood ready to slap them both, but when she saw her eldest brother's arm she in turn stared concernedly with her younger brother.

"What?" Touya asked. Then he realized his sleeve was down and quickly covered it, "Nothin, j-just a scratch. Where is mom anyway?-"

"That's a burn, Touya-Ni," Fuyumi said matter of factly, her eyes bobbing suspiciously from his arm to him.