How A Typical Scenario With Bakugo And Class 1A Would Go In Cannon

UA has too much money and I want to burn it down

[ID: A screenshot of a racetrack that includes waterfalls, mountains with ziplines, several buildings, and a giant slide with a person wearing black standing in front of it. Subtitles say: Use your Quirks freely to reach the finish line! /End ID]

Decided to look up the race track for the recommendation exam (the nepo baby test) for a fic and just I hate how much money this school has.

[ID: A walled-off city with a large gate. There is a bus that is very small in comparison to the gate and dots near the bus represent people to show the scale of the city. /End ID]

This is ONE (one) of the full sized city models that UA has for students to wreck. There are even cars in these fake cities.

[ID: A broad complicated expanse of pipes that extends to the horizon. In the right corner is an observation deck. /End ID]

This is just one of the other sites that the school has for students to wreak for training.

[ID: A large expanse of forest that stretches to the horizon. There are at least two large rock formations in this forest. The forest is walled off and the wall contains a gate. Near the gate is a bus and several dots representing people to show the size of the forest. /End ID]

Another zone that UA has for students to destroy for exercises. That thing is the size of a nature preserve.

Those training grounds are labeled Beta (the city), Gamma (the pipes), and Omega (the forest). There are greek letters in between them and even more training grounds. The one that pisses me off the most that I couldn't find an aerial shot of is the fully furnished suburb. Just so many empty houses and cars, houses that likely have some amount of furniture inside if the city is any indication.

But that's not all!

[ID: A screenshot of a dirt field with white lines painted on it for different sports events. Next to the field is the corner of a large building with massive windows, greenery, and a smaller building with white walls. There are a number of dots on the field representing people that emphasize the size of the surrounding buildings. /End ID]

It also has regular big ass PE grounds and gym buildings. Yes buildings, multiple.

[ID: A sports stadium with rows of multicolored booths in front of and behind it. Around the stadium past the concrete circling it are large amounts of greenery with small buildings scattered about. /End ID]

Its got a fucking sports stadium!

[ID: A domed building against a blue slightly cloudy sky. An effect for audience convenience has the name of the building 'USJ' in gold in front of the building. /End ID]

It also has a disaster simulation building that has to be at least as large as the stadium. It also has all the simulations running simultaneously with no one actually in those simulations.

[ID: A wide expanse of concrete road with greenery on both sides. On the right side is a large multi story H shaped building with skyscraper like windows from the bottom to the top. On the left side are brown brick apartment buildings with white balconies that stretch into the horizon. /End ID]

The school later built dorm buildings for each class that attends the school on some of the campus land. The dorm buildings are all five stories tall and each room is for a single student and the size of a small apartment. Complete with mini-fridges and individual bathrooms and balconies.

Why does this school have as much money as the Japanese government and more land than god?

Just… did the mangaka ever think it through just how absurdly large this school is? UA has a bus system to get students to different parts of the campus and it's a fucking highschool.

Like just the money that this school has. Why does it have so much money? It doesn't need all that money. The other hero schools don't seem to have that much money.

And like just all that money but they only have one nurse, all the human employees have multiple full-time jobs, some of the human employees like don't have teaching licenses and are allowed to teach however the fuck they want to (like Aizawa expelling who classes and sleeping through the classes he is supposed to teach). (How the fuck are these kids being guaranteed to have a quality education here if the teachers can do whatever the fuck they want and don't need to even have fucking teaching credentials to teach here?) And all the damn robots doing basically as much as can be done to have fewer real people working at the school.

today i woke up to Tumblr suggesting to me a blog where proshippers find each other?? and it found me bc they were asking for "the arcana proshippers"

so to get it out of the way, if you're a proshipper or support proshipping block me and know i think it's disgusting and wrong

if you don't know what proshipping is, basically it's thinking that no ship can be wrong or problematic bc it's fiction so no one gets hurt.

It really leaves a sour taste in my mouth how 1A really does fuck all to be there for Izuku while does everything to be there for them.

They sit by and let Bakugou bully Izuku.

While watching Izuku (and ONLY Izuku btw) trying to make sure Eri had a good time at the School Festival, they call him disappearing to get candy apples troublesome and problematic.

Instead of examining WHY Izuku believed it was safer for everyone if he struck out on his own and pushed himself to his physical and emotional breaking point, they take Bakugou of all people at his word that it's All Might's fault, ambush him, and then quite literally beat him into submission.

While Izuku's grappling with the trauma of losing OFA and having killed Shigaraki, no one checks up on him or reassures him that he's not some horrible murderer. I understand that they all had their own traumas, but if they could rightfully be there for Ochako, there's no way in hell they couldn't have done the same for Izuku.

Once Izuku loses OFA and graduates, 1A falls out of contact with him while his supposed first ever actual friends make a hero team on their own. Technology exists. They could have at the very least texted him, especially considering how sad and lonely those 8 years were for him. To make matters worse, they only get back in contact with him once he has the means of being a hero again through Iron Izuku (for that matter, did Tokoyami wind up getting Dark Shadow back?). To make matters even more worse, it's implied that they're all still in contact with Bakugou, who has done absolutely nothing to change his behavior and is a-okay after being told he wouldn't be able to use his arms again.

Really, for such an amazing found family, they're a bunch of fake ass friends to him in canon. I've seen fanfics that are infinitely better than canon at making 1A and Izuku's bond a more mutual thing.

I rarely post in these tags but tell me why those orange green heart broccoli explosion emoji combo whiners are trying to infiltrate the bnha critical tags just because their mid ship wasn’t confirmed official.

What actually made you believe bakugo and midoriya was ever going to get together? Like I need you to be serious for a second. Did it seriously take you this long, 8 entire damn years for you to finally get your wakeup call???

Like gtfo out of the tags with your delusional ao3 “”queerbaiting”” ass. I’m trying to see well informed written analysis and learn from Horikoshis mistakes on how not to fail as a writing enthusiast.

Go create your own tags or something like anyone gives a damn about your inherent power imbalance ship.

All the MBTI characters together :D Men and women versions !It's so satisfying to see them all on the same pic ! 🥺💚Also sorry for being incative aah I missed this acc so much ! What's your MBTI ? who's your favorite ?  I'm INFP ! my favs are INFJ & ENFJ ! ^^

╰┈➤ 七海建人 / /👒🥖🎷💼⏳ ⁺ ˳ ★ ⊹.*

K.N

Annie: There are legends of people born with the gift of making music so true, it can pierce the veil between life and death; conjuring spirits from the past...and the future. In ancient Ireland, they were called Filí. In Choctaw land, they called them Fire Keepers. And in West Africa, they were called Griots. This gift can bring healing to their communities. But it also...attracts evil....

Sinners (2025)

Why do I keep seeing people say Marinette is poor, comes from a lower-class family and faces a lot of hardship? This girl has a design as a hobby and that is by no means cheap because she's not only designing but also creating it! She never even needed to work in her parent's bakery, the only time she's shown to work on it is when she temporarily dispelled from school and I don't think it even lasts for a day or two for most. The bakery is in Paris, we can even see the Eiffel Tower from her balcony, she's far from poor. The only hardship that Marinette has in her life is juggling her double lives, one that she's done poorly because of her control freak tendencies. Chloe? She has already taken care of her since Origin. Derision is just trying to show us a flashback that no longer matters except for "justification" for Marinette creepy behavior. I feel like Marinette is the protagonist who hardly faced any hardship in her life and even if she did, everyone around her would take care of it for her. Unless failing to confess to her crush is considered hardship, but even then Adrien already takes care of it. Guardian duty? I feel like Alya has done a better job than her at it. I don't think I know any protagonist who got so many compliments for zero achievement as Marinette did.

Yeah, the Marinette is in the lower class thing is such an annoying misconception just cause rich kids like Adrien and Chloe are in the same room as her. Its not helped with how s5 seemed so fixated to cast Marinette as this simple girl from a working class family going after the uptown rich boy Adrien. Emotion definitely put emphasis on this in the Diamond Ball, not to mention the show's gotten more upfront about their stance against the upperclass (while being highly sympathetic to rich upperclass men, as if Chloe is the only one representing the rich). Finance is the least of Marinette's real worries, she is far from poor and I will die on this hill.

Also yeah, it feels like Marinette's personal problems are such 1st world problems. Confessing to the boy she likes, accidentally ghosting friends... sure superheroing and guardian stuff are serious problems, but also yeah. Maybe the sympathy fatigue is kicking in for me cause I personally can't bring myself to feel for Marinette and whatever she's going through. All that suffering and what does she have to show for it?

The show be like "Marinette is the bestest best Ladybug to ever best. She only lost the Miracle Box twice and missed out on a chance to grab it all back because she was feeling smug that day and wanted to rub it in until Monarch got out from under her nose. She has such a strong sense of justice, she made Paris sing the praises of the man who terrorized them and erect a statue in his honor! This is the greatest Ladybug of all time! But pls excuse her for her mistakes cause she is 14 and traumatized and its all Chloe's fault anyway."

... Yes, I'm paraphrasing. Please only take it as seriously as I do: which is not at all.

The show itself couldnt put in the work to get me to take it seriously again for the past 2 seasons, I ain't going back now.

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☆ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ:

Tiana notes how she always get's sleepy around Nanami.

☆ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1,439

☆ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: fluff, lots of kisses, slight nsfw (mdni)

☆ᴍʏ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇʀᴇꜱᴛ ᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢɪᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴍɪꜱꜱᴘᴇʟʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴏʀ ɢʀᴀᴍᴍᴀᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴇʀʀᴏʀꜱ☆

Tiana’s eyelids fluttered open, the early Saturday sky greeting her through her blinds. She rubbed her eyes, squinting them as she tried to roll over, only to be met with a tug at her waist, pulling her back into Nanami’s chest as he grunted softly.

Tiana voices her surprise, her hands flying to Nanami’s arm that encapsulates her like a snare. 

“Ken!” Tiana giggled, the comforter rustling as she squirmed. “Ken, we have to get up.”

“Mm-mm.” Nanami declined, nuzzling his face into the back of Tiana’s neck, his breath fanning down her t-shirt, tickling her spine.

“Nanami, you…promised.” Tiana struggled to wiggle around until she was facing Nanami, both of their bodies pressed together so tightly that Tiana’s breast threatened to bubble out of shirt. But Tiana didn’t mind; his touch was so familiar that his body was an extension of her own. Even now, their heart’s thumped as one, mimicking each other’s tempo to the point where it was indistinguishable from the other.

“I retract it.” Nanami mumbles, bringing his face back into Tiana’s neck. “It’s too early.”

“Nanami!” Tiana whines, trying to uncover his face from her collar, but he wouldn’t budge. “You promised!” 

Tiana had on her best pleading face, her voice oozing with dramatic cries. But Nanami shook his head, burying his head farther as if trying to imprint his face into her skin. Tiana knew he was doing this on purpose, one look at this face and he fell victim to Tiana’s every command.

“I know you’re doing the look.” Nanami busted Tiana’s plans in one sentence, but she refused to give up.

She cups his face, placing a soft kiss onto his scalp. Then another, and another, his face loosening ever so slightly with each soft peck from Tiana’s thick lips. Noticing his posture growing less rigid, Tiana bends her knee, dragging it up Nanami’s side slowly until her leg is hooked behind his thick thigh, tangling their limbs. Feeling his neck loosen, she pulls his head upward towards her, placing a kiss on his forehead, his temple, and the apple of his pinkened cheek. The corner of his eye, his delicate lashes brushing against her lips, then the bridge of his nose. 

Nanami gave an airy chuckle, but Tiana could tell he was growing impatient, every time she dodged his mouth, she would feel his slightly parted lips graze a part of her flesh, waiting to be engulfed by hers. His large hand pressed into the small of her back, pushing their pelvises closer as Tiana decorated the features of Nanami’s face with her lips, like a soft, wet brush gently dragging across a blank canvas.

“Tiana…” 

She could feel him smile against her cheek as she gently rolled them over, straddling him with both knees at his side as his hands held her in place.

Tiana kissed the tip of his nose once, then leaned down once more, pausing right before she got to his lips. She looked at Nanami’s face, lips apart with anticipation, eyes fluttered shut and his cheeks bloomed with red.

She leaned down slowly, her lips ghosting over his. After a while, Nanami opens his eyes, Tiana’s big brown ones taking up his field of vision.

“Can we go now?’ She whispered against his mouth, a smile cracking across her face. Nanami winces in defeat, rolling his head against the pillow. Tiana's hands gripped his face as she laughed into him, her forehead nudging into his cheek.

“Dammit.” Nanami feigned irritation, his hands sliding up Tiana’s back.

“I’m sorry.” Tiana giggles, placing a succession of quick kisses onto his jaw, nudging him with her nose as a way to apologize.

“No you’re not.”

“I am, really.” Tiana meets his brown eyes with her own, tilting her head forward to show just how sorry she was, her eyes wide with her bottom lip jutting out in a facetious pout.

“That was a cheap trick.” Nanami murmured as he looked away.

“I’ll make it up to you later.” Tiana said, shuffling to roll off of Nanami, but his grip tightened to keep her in place.

“Make it up to me now.” He sounded like he was about to throw a tantrum, and Tiana’s ears perked up.

“Oh?” She said, raising a brow, her fingers tapping Nanami’s chin. His face held a cross expression, clearly annoyed by Tiana’s little ploy. “What did you have in mind?”

“Give me a kiss.”

That’s it? Tiana knew that despite their intimacy that the two didn’t divulge into sexual acts, but still. He made it sound like he would take her right there in the wee hours of the morning. Or maybe that was just Tiana’s deepest desires crawling to the forefront of her mind.

“Wow, don’t get too wild on me, Nanami Kento.” Tiana chastises, leaning down to plant a soft kiss of Nanami’s pink lips. It was gentle, slow and deliberate. Definitely on the sweeter side, the type of kiss to make you feel giddy like a kid on Christmas. Tiana felt Nanami sigh through his nose, his hands gripping her waist, thumbs pressing into her abdomen.

After a few more seconds, Tiana disconnects from him, a grin residing on her face as Nanami looks up at her with a completely starstruck expression, his pupils dilated so much that his eyes looked like black holes, ready to swallow Tiana whole.

“Again.”

With the roll of her eyes, Tiana humors him with a smile. The next one being a bit shorter than the last, yet burning with much more passion than before. It was slower, much more erotic, their noses brushing each other as they inhaled and exhaled rhythmically. Nanami fisted the back of her shirt, the clothing riding up her back slowly and tickling her spine. Tiana felt Nanami smile against her lips, and when she pulled away, he playfully nipped at her bottom lip, then kissed the corner of her mouth quickly before laying back down on his pillow.

Tiana’s purses her lips, her hands still graciously framing Nanami’s jaw. Her eyes scoured across his face, her thumb pressing into his bottom lip. She blinked slowly, looking at him with low lids as her chest heaved in an attempt to catch her breath.

“Again.”

His voice was a bit raspier this time, and a lot more demanding, causing warmth to pool into the lower part of Tiana’s stomach. So she obliged gladly, quickly pecking his lips a few times with a sly smile sandwiched between each of them before diving in and giving him a heated, sensual kiss. The sighs that were once soft exhales turned into quiet moans peppering the back of Tiana’s throat, and Nanami’s hands gripped Tiana’s ass with fever, causing her to laugh into his mouth as he kneaded into the plump muscle.

“Okay…” Tiana gives him a quick peck, one of her hands reaching under the covers to stop his roaming ones. “Okay-!” She giggles, pecking him a few more times, but Nanami doesn’t let up, smacking her thigh with a loud clap. “Ow! Nanami-! Okay!”

Exhaling through his nose, Nanami rolls over to let Tiana down back on her side of the bed, her leg still wrapped around him. But still, Nanami provides Tiana with a flurry of kisses all over her brown skin making sure to pay extra attention to the details that he admired the most. The small beauty mark under her left eye that was only noticeable when they were nose to nose? Smooch. The dimples in her cheeks that were much more prominent when she laughed at one of his dry jokes? Double smooch. Her cupid’s bow colored a dark brown in comparison to her pink bottom lip? Triple smooch. Each time, an enchanting laugh rumbles past Tiana’s teeth.

“Okay, okay!” Tiana feels absolutely tickled as she gently mushes his face away with the palm of her hands to stop his affectionate attack, unable to take anymore without feeling as though she would combust. It was getting extremely hot under that comforter, and she felt a bit of sweat forming on her back. If they stay here any longer, they’ll never get anything done today. “Are we even now? Can we get ready?”

Nanami smiles slyly, his hands finding solace in Tiana’s hair as he leans closer, eyes focusing on Tiana’s swollen lips momentarily before looking into those brown orbs that reflected back a sense of innocence that he wanted to devour. And again, that request danced on his reddened lips.

“Alright…but…” Nanami practically whispers, his head tilting slightly to fit into the shape of Tiana’s face.

“Just one more.”

ᴛɪᴀɴᴀ ᴛᴜᴇꜱᴅᴀʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

I swear I just wanted to talk about how much I love Tsubomi and then it turned into a 4,000+ word dissertation on her, Mob and why I think Tsubomi is so important to mp100’s narrative despite, or maybe because of, being a very minor character.

I haven’t counted, but I think Tsubomi shows up in less than 30 pages throughout the entire comic, plus a single omake. That’s really not much, especially considering half of those appearances are just to point out that she’s present in the given scene.

In other words we never get to know much about her and she has no character development to speak of (unless you want to call her remembering that Mob exists character development). Normally that would annoy me to no end - Love interests that only exist to be love interests and the “guy gets the girl in the end (as a reward)” trope is boring at best and offensive at worst.

I was apprehensive while first reading through the comic because right off the bat it looks like mp100 sets itself up to follow the “guy gets the girl” narrative. However, ONE did a pretty clever thing with the trope by both taking advantage of the expectations we have for it and completely discarding them.

“Middle school boy tries to impress the girl he’s in love with” isn’t exactly an adequate description of mp100’s plot. Anyone can see from very early on that that isn’t what the story is about at all. But to Mob? To Mob that’s exactly what it’s about. Everything Mob does that doesn’t involve people being in immediate danger, everything Mob wants to change about himself, is to some degree motivated by Tsubomi. In his mind Tsubomi is the end goal and he’s doing his best to make his life a “guy gets the girl” kind of story.

But, by thinking like that, even after years of never actually talking to her, he has put her on a pedestal where she has become an ideal and no longer a person. Mob never really talks about Tsubomi or gives any explanation as to why he likes her so much, and I guess because she’s the school idol and lots of boys are interested in her, no one really questions it either. Of course he would like Tsubomi, right? Everyone likes Tsubomi.

Tsubomi gets to stay on her pedestal, silent and with almost no sign of a personality, for almost the entire comic. It isn’t until chapter 94 that we get to see her as an actual person, because that’s when Mob, for the first time within the comic’s timeframe, treats her as an actual person by doing something as mundane as handing her a paper tissue because she sneezed. Even Takane Tsubomi sneezes you know.

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