NO WONDER HE HAS SUCH A LIMITED WARDROBE, MIC PROBABLY BURNED THE REST BC THEY WERE SO TERRIBLE AND COVERED IN CATS
HE’S ADORABLE
knowing mic, he encouraged aizawa to buy this. nemuri on the other hand is the only one of them who knows how to dress like a somewhat normal human being
LOOK MIDNIGHT WENT HEROING WITH HER TIDDIES OUT AND CAUSED A NEW LAW FOR MORE CONSERVATIVE HERO OUTFITS TO BE MADE, I REALLY DON’T THINK SHE’S THE BEST PERSON TO ASK FOR FASHION ADVICE HERE
MIC MAY BE A DISASTER BUT AT LEAST HE’S A FASHIONABLE DISASTER OUTSIDE OF HIS HERO CLOTHES
god i love the implications of this whole damn post b/c of course the standard conception is that aizawa is the tired friend that kinda keeps this loud dumbass friend of his in check right, that mic isn’t the 5/5 for intelligence that he is and is the Loud Naruto to aizawa being the quiet, marginally more put together teacher
but NO. NO THAT’S NOt HOW IT IS AT ALL
AIZAWA is the utter disaster dumbass with his SHIT TASTE and MIC IS THE FRIEND OFF TO THE SIDE LIKE
“no. no i am your Friend i am Not letting your insult yourself like thi—NO YOU PUT THAT THING DOWN YOU AREN’T WEARING THAT—WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU HOLDINg IN YOUR HANDS—”
DID ANYONE ELSE GET HAPPY ABOUT HEARING THAT SHINSO IS BACK. I got so excited i had to draw Shinso to show it. I drew Shinso with blue iris blossoms for they represent hope and faith, for I hope and have faith that Shinso will get into the hero course.
discord asked for a platonic shindeku moment so uhh. hopefully y’all fools like this rapidly churned out snippet too
“Hey,” Shinsou says from Izuku’s open doorway. “You busy?”
Technically, Izuku is. But math’s boring anyway— he snaps his textbook closed, dropping his pencil in favor of turning to Shinsou and shooting him an inquisitive glance. “Not really— what’s up?”
Shinsou shrugs from where he’s slumped against Izuku’s doorframe. With his legs crossed in front of him and his hands tucked into his pockets, Shinsou paints a deliberately careless picture; anyone else from their class might’ve fallen for it.
Izuku knows better by now. Shinsou’s shoulders are hiked up by a fraction of an inch— tension lines them like a well-worn blanket. He won’t quite meet Izuku’s eyes.
Sticky concern thrums to life in the pit of Izuku’s stomach. “What’s going on?”
Shinsou’s brows dip the way they usually do when Shinsou’s confronting an unexpected problem. “Uh, I— okay, look. I need a favor.”
“A favor,” Izuku echoes. He drags his chair back, ignoring the thin screech of wood on wood. “You didn’t set the microwave on fire or something, did you? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” Shinsou throws his hands up at Izuku’s disbelieving look. “No, really— this isn’t even about me, alright, just—” a pause. “Can…” He peers around the hall, something bright and suspicious gleaming in his eyes. “Do you mind if I close the door for a sec?”
Izuku nods wordlessly, and Shinsou shuts the door. The rigid line of his shoulders relax as soon as it clicks shut.
“I need your help getting something,” Shinsou says, all in a rush.
Izuku blinks. “Okay? What— what is it?”
Something personal— it must be, from the way Shinsou’s edging around it so carefully. But what?
Shinsou takes a deep breath. “It’s kinda against the rules,” he admits. “Um. Fuck, okay— it’s cats.”
Cats. That’s it. Relief blooms in Izuku’s chest—
Wait.
“Cats?”
“Three of them.” Shinsou runs a hand through the tangles in his hair. “Uh, kittens, actually? Look, I was on my way back from a walk and they were just— sitting there. In a box. And it’s cold, okay—”
Izuku can see exactly where he’s going with this. “You want me to help you smuggle cats into the dorms.”
“Well when you put it like that—”
“Cats. In the dorms. With Aizawa-sensei.”
“Don’t say it so loud!” Shinsou hisses. “I won’t keep them for long— just for tonight, and then we can see about taking them to a shelter. Midoriya—”
“You want me,” Izuku says, “to sneak out with you,” a quick glance out the window, “past curfew, find a box full of kittens that might not even be there anymore, sneak back in with them, and then find a shelter to leave them at in the morning?”
Shinsou’s jaw clamps shut. He nods, quick and jerky, once.
Izuku’s mouth stretches into a wide smile. “Okay. So how do you wanna do this?”
“I have a theory,” Denki says in the middle of their study session, apropos of nothing.
This proclamation is met with a smorgasbord of reactions— curiosity (Tsuyu, Uraraka, Jirou), actual sighs of relief (Ashido, Kirishima), intense disapproval (Iida), and resigned patience (Yaoyorozu). Denki hooks his foot around the table leg and waits, almost vibrating.
Tsuyu cracks first. “What theory?” Followed by a soft, encouraging ribbit.
“I’m so glad you asked,” Denki crows. He shifts forward, leaning in like he’s about to share an earth-shattering secret. “So I think—”
“If this isn’t about English grammar—” Iida interrupts, “— then I must ask, please wait until after—”
“So I think—” Denki says over him, “I think Endeavor—”
Iida makes a noise of pure outrage. “This is supposed to be a study session—”
“I think Endeavor is All Might’s secret, evil twin,” Denki finishes, grin dialed up to eleven, with the confidence of a man no longer interested in studying and getting ready to con his way out of it.
What I mean: Shinsou Hitoshi gives us all a glimpse as to how fucked up the My Hero Academia world and society are. They label you a hero or villain or other from birth based on your Quirk. He has been ridiculed, outcast, excluded, ignored, and just plain old shunned for something that he can’t help. And to be honest, his Quirk is amazing and probably one of the best a hero could ever hope for. It can change up the whole hero and villain industry and make villains take a real good long look at themselves. Not to mention, his Quirk can be a life saver in so many other occupations: policeman, detective, lawyer, teacher, security guard, but you know what? He doesn’t want to be any of those. Hitoshi wants to be a hero because “You can’t help for what you long for”, because he wants to help people. Does it matter that the world practically wrote him off as a villain before he could prove them wrong? No, because Hitoshi wants to be a hero not for the fame, glory, money, power, not any family reasons (at least, not that we know of cause we’re even not sure of his family situation at the moment). He wants to be a hero because he wants to save others and to prove the world wrong, that it doesn’t matter what Quirk someone is born with: it only matters what they choose to do with it.
a shitty garbage manga that no one with taste enjoys unironically
it’s basically a gag manga about an alternate history where the mafia was hijacked by 1 vigilante group. 150 years later his descendent, an ordinary japanese middle-schooler, is set to inherit. it turns into a battle manga 60 chapters in for no reason.
the battles are shit with zero internal logic and the author makes up new battle mechanics she abandons by the end of the arc and none of the plot makes sense, but it’s really unpredictable and the characters are memorable, so it was a popular manga around 2008~2011
if you’re a khr fan you’re in it for the characters. pretty sure thats a Rule at this point
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