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BNHA OC Form, Octavia

Alright imma finally post some of my BNHA stuff I’ve been working on. I know that this OC sheet was made by someone but I’m not sure who because my little sister is the one who sent it to me, so if you know please tell me <3

|Basic Info|

Name: Octavia Makino

Nicknames/Aliases: Tavi

Gender: Female

Age: 15

Birthday: 7/12

Sexuality: Pan

Height: 5’3”

Weight: 135 lbs

Hair Color: Platinum white with black streak

Eye Color: Left eye - black/dark grey, Right eye - turquoise. Wears grey contacts to hide her prominent eye colors

Skin Color: White boiiiii

Looks: Flexible leathery wings. Can be wrapped around her to look like a top when in metallic form

Occupation: UA student

|Relationships|

Parent(s): Disowned her and her sister at a young age

Sibling(s): Destiny Robel - twin sister.

Relative(s): N/A

Friend(s): Pretty much just her sister(?...)

Romantic Interest(s): Shoto Todoroki ┬┴┬┴┤( ͡° ͜ʖ├┬┴┬┴

Other(s): N/A

Pet(s): She owns a barn owl named Hiroto

|Hero/Villain Details|

Hero/Villain Name: Tenshi

Costume: Black and white coloration. Skintight. Black fingerless gloves. White top. Black shorts with white leggings. Utility belt(?) Combat boots. Hair tucked into a hood or in a bun. 

Motivations: Her parents suck in general and she wants to prove to everyone that her and her sister that two is better than one, and that the world could be better if people used their quirks in harmony rather than fighting for their own singular glory.

Quirk: Dual Wings

Abilities: 

1- wings and hair are pure white. She becomes extremely lightweight and agile, as well as strong enough to lift three cars worth of weight.

2- wings and hair are pitch black. Her wings become armored with razor sharp feathers that can be thrown, and can block attacks as a shield. Wings also lose feeling as they become completely metal and can bend at will

However, she becomes heavier, making it difficult to fly.

Weaknesses: She can become very faint and/or pass out if she switches between the two forms too much or too quickly.

Other Abilities: Always had a telekinetic link with her twin. Can merge abilities with her twin sister. Has a second quirk only her sister knows about. When she touches another person she can enter their mind, leaving her able to read thoughts, feel others emotions and gather information from target. Cannot control them with this. Becomes faint if she uses it too long 

|Statistics|

Power:  1 - 2/5   2- 5/5

Speed: 1- 5/5   2- 1/5

Technique: 3/5

Intelligence: 3/5

Cooperativeness: 4/5

|Backstory|

Her and her sister are the children of a very wealthy family and were disowned as children. When they were born not only identical, but with every cell the same their parents became scared of what it could mean. When they finally manifested not one but two quirks each, both parents cursed them as bad luck and refused to have either child if they weren't perfect. Ever since they have lived under new names on their own. They both stay away from using their combined power so they wont reveal who they are.

|Quote|

I may look like an owl, but hoo-hoo-who the fuck are you huh?

Leo's had me dead😂😂

What would the guys do if they woke up to their s/o grinding against his leg or side in their sleep? 😉

LEONARDO:

*snaps awake*

“My services are needed.”

RAPHAEL:

“I got this.”

DONATELLO:

OnO;;;

“B-babe…sweetie…honey…darling…”

MICHELANGELO:

*wakes up s/o*

“Hey, you were askin’ for me…”

I PROMISE

TMNT

Mikey x Reader

So I felt like writing something depressing because we all need a little turtle love but some of us just need it differently. Sending my love to those of you with depression <3 Hope yall like it :)

Trigger Warning: Suicide, self harm, bullying, and depression.  

Your life had always been bland and empty, it was something you’d learned to live with for as long as you could remember. That was… until you had met them. The turtles were the only people you had ever met who had ever given two shits about you. Your parents had neglected you for most of your life and the only friend you’d ever had had moved overseas to Ireland. The only good luck you’d had in your whole seventeen years was meeting the turtles two years ago.

They’d brought happiness into your world and made you feel human for the first time in your life, but out of all of them Mikey had helped you the most. You admire his strength and ability to lighten the mood, it had helped you on numerous occasions.

You really needed that today.

It was your birthday and as usual it seemed to be a day of torture. Every year something would happen to remind you that it was just another year people had to tolerate you and that you had to live through their torment. This time one of the girls in your foods class, who’d been partnered with you to take care of the laundry, had made a point of spilling bleach on you when the teacher wasn’t in the room.

She had pointed at you with a smirk and laughed. “Well maybe that will clean you up you filthy fat whore,” she’d announced, and the whole class laughed along with her.

You didn’t waste a second as you grabbed your backpack and ran out of the room to the sound of the whole class chanting, “(Y/N)’s a whore, (Y/N)’s a whore!”

Tears clouded your vision until you no longer knew where you were going, but you didn’t care, not anymore, there was no more reason to. At one point you caught sight of your reflection as you were passing a store window, bringing you to a halt. You looked awful. Your favorite dark orange shirt was already fading to white in messy splotches and so were your skinny jeans. Your beautiful (h/c) hair was covered in the nasty chemical making it crusty and plain out gross as it dripped from the tips onto the sidewalk, but the stench was the worst part. You saw a lady give you a disgusted look as she passed by and you ducked your head in shame before diving into the nearest alleyway and lifting up the closest manhole cover. During your time with the turtles your strength had grown and lifting the covers had became second nature.

You ran through the sewers as the memories flooded your vision. (Y/N)’s a whore! (Y/N)’s a whore! (Y/N)’s a whore!

“I’m a stupid fat whore…”

The words were barely a whisper, but the second they fell from your lips fresh tears fell in turrets and you had to stop moving as sobs racked your body. Why? Why did everyone need to remind you how useless you were? You knew no one cared, you’d accepted the fact a long time ago, no one loved you enough to care if you were gone. The thoughts and sobbs lasted only a few minutes before you took a few shaky breaths to calm yourself and continued walking.

When you arrived at the front doors to the lair you stopped. You wiped your eyes to make sure there were no remaining tears staining your cheeks for them to discover before you took another deep breath and walked in.

The first thing you noticed upon entering was that the lair was warm and smelled like pizza. You heard laughing to your left and looked up the small set of stairs to where the table was to see that the boys were eating pizza and betting on who would win the arm wrestling match that was going on between Leo and Raph.

You couldn’t help but feel happiness surge through the darkness at the sight, it brought back memories of happier times.

Back when you used to live with them for days at a time, during which you would wake up to Leo and Raph fighting and be the one to break them up. Back when you and Mikey would watch videos and spend all night talking about God knows what. Those were the days you lived for, the days you only had to worry about if Leo would burn dinner, or if Donnie would pass out from sheer exhaustion, or what you and Mikey would talk about that night…

The phone call had changed it all. Your parents demanded you come back, if you didn’t they’d take extreme measures. You didn’t want to find out what those were so you packed your things and prepared to leave after all the boys went to sleep that night, but as you were leaving you woke Mikey.

The argument you two had that night was one you’d rather not remember, but it seemed you could never get it out of your mind. It seemed to be burned there like a lingering scar in your memory.

He had refused to let you go. When you asked him why he refused to answer, just kept trying to convince you to stay. Your voices had steadily raised until the volume had woken his brothers and even Splinter. After a while you’d had enough and as you began to leave he had screamed at you that he didn’t want to see you hurt. That had been a year ago and as far as the brothers knew you were doing fine, better actually. They had no idea what things were really like...

You smiled and walked over, dumping your backpack at the foot of the small stairs, joining in on the fun.

Both turtles were straining and holding eye contact as they attempted to out gun the other. You laughed a little causing all attention to go to you as Raph flexed and pinned his older brother’s arm to the table.

“Ha, looks like I win Fearless.”

“It doesn’t count if I was distracted Raph,” Leo growled as they both looked at you.

Mikey gasped. “Dude what happened to you?” he asked as he looked you over.

You flinched a bit but smiled and said, “an accident with bleach in foods, a girl tripped and spilled bleach on me, nothing major.”

All the brothers seemed to gasp at the same time. “Nothing major?” they shouted in unison.

“Did she do it on purpose?”

“Did you tell a teacher?”

“Did ya knock ‘er out?”

“Did it get in your eyes?”

“Woah, woah, woah, guys relax!” you shouted, “it’s ok, the teacher wasn’t there so I left but I didn’t feel like going home so I came here instead. No there’s none in my eyes, just all over my clothes and hair. And no, Raph, I didn’t beat her up.”

Raph threw up his hands. “Well ‘scuse me for wondering if that girl got a proper ass whoopin.’”

“Looks like your clothes are ruined Angel Cakes, we should get you washed up while Donnie calls April.”

Mikey led you to the bathroom as Donnie took out his phone and dialed said girl and Leo and Raph went back to arguing about who had won their earlier fight.

As you entered the guest bathroom Mikey helped you take off your shoes while you grabbed a towel from beneath the sink. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Mikey scanning over your facial features, so you tried to keep them from showing the pain you felt. “Are you sure you’re ok (Y/N/N)?”

You smiled at the nick name and nodded encouragingly. “I promise Mikey, I’m fine. Just in desperate need of a shower,” you admitted sheepishly.

The orange clad turtle looked you over another time before smiling and getting up. “Well then I’ll let you take your shower. Holler at me if you need anything,” he said with a wink before lightly ruffling the dry part of your hair.

As the door shut behind him you let out a sigh and began to undress. You stepped into the shower and turned the knob as far as it could go. As the scalding water ran over your skin you found your thoughts wandering back to the dark places they had been treading through earlier. A tear streaked down your cheek but you didn’t notice as it mixed with the water running over your face. The water had reached an almost unbearable temperature by the time you turned to wash yourself off, but you barely even registered it as your thoughts roamed to desperate places. You were only half aware of your actions as you washed your body and shampooed your hair. You were only focused on the thoughts invading your mind.

(Y/N)’s a stupid fat whore!

Why can’t you follow orders like your sister.

You’ll never be anybody special.

Get your head out of the clouds, you can never be anything useful with all your daydreams.

Take a hike bitch.

What guy would want you?

Tears had begun to stream down your cheeks as memories flooded your mind and you finished washing your hair. There was something deep inside your soul that wanted to scream, to cry out for help, but what if they were right. What if nobody cared? What if nobody wanted you?

Your thoughts suddenly turned to Mikey. Would he care when you were gone? Would he cry and beg for you to come back?

No.

No one would.

A hand reached out and grasped your razor. You could end it. You could make it stop. Make the dull ache in the backs of your heart and skull disappear and the torment of your soul stop. You felt a slight sting as the razor dug into the skin of your left arm. The smell of blood filled you sinuses as you looked down to see the cuts bleeding. The wounds helped clear your thoughts as you dragged the sharp metal object across your arm again, and again, and again before switching to your other arm. Relief flooded your senses as the pain took over, but it wasn’t enough. You needed more.

You stepped out of the shower and into the foggy bathroom, barely able to see anything. Without letting go of the razor you wrapped your towel around you and stepped in front of the fogged up mirror. You swiped your hand across it, revealing your face. Your sad (e/c) eyes, your pale face, and the bags underneath your eyes. No one should have to live life like this. No one.

A knock on the door brought you out of your thoughts.

“Hey (Y/N), April dropped off some clothes and the rest of the bro’s went into the dojo to train so-” his words were suddenly cut off before he knocked on the door again, this time louder, “are you ok? There’s super steamy air coming out from under the door. Can I come in?”

Your breathing hitched in your throat as you reached over and locked the door. Not seconds later you heard the doorknob rattling as Mikey attempted to enter. His shouting grew and you knew that he could easily have Donnie taking the door off it’s hinges in a matter of minutes so you turned to look into the mirror as you held the metal against the skin of your neck.

BOOM!

The door shook as Mikey kicked it, almost sending the door flying. The door was suddenly pulled in the opposite direction to show Mikey at the same time that blood started to run down your neck.

Baby blue eyes met (e/c) as he stared at you with a pleading look. His usually bright demeanor was completely gone, replaced with sadness and above all, fear. You could see his hands shaking as they slowly reached out to you.

“(Y/N).”

You inhaled sharply. Although the words were barely audible they held more meaning than anyone else would ever understand. He rarely called you by your first name and he had never looked at you like that before.

It was then that all of the dark thoughts began to fade from your mind as you realized that all your earlier thoughts were false. Against your will your arms fell to your side and the razor dropped to the floor.

In mere seconds Mikey had his arms around you as the razor slid across the floor.

“Shhhhh, it’s ok (Y/N). I’m here. Please don’t ever do that again, you scared the shit out of me.”

His words barely registered in your mind as you finally let loose and slumped against his form. Your tears ran free and your sobs were so loud it hurt. You tried to hide the sounds against his neck but as his arms tightened around your shaking figure your walls began to crumble.

“I love you, please don’t leave me,” you whispered as you clung to him.

“I won't sweetheart, I promise. I- I love you too (Y/N). I’ll do anything to see you happy again,” he pushed you back a bit so he could look you in the eyes, his baby blue orbs moist with tears, “just promise me you’ll let Donnie take care of your cuts and that you’ll talk to me next time, I don’t want to see you so hurt.”

As his arms wrapped firmly back around you you felt all your walls caving in, the caution tape around your heart being ripped away, and your heart finally seemed to beat to in time with the universe.

And finally, you were at peace, you were home.

You nodded, a small smile gracing your features through the tears. “I promise.”

I FUCKING SNORTED 😂😂💗👏

Dad jokes the guys from class 1A would tell xD

I feel like I turned this into a low-key roast session for some of these dudes OOPS LMFAO

Bakugo :  What do you call an angry musician flipping someone off? A song bird.

Todoroki :  RIP boiled water—you will be mist.

Tokoyami :  Why did the scarecrow win an award? He was out standing in his field.

Sato :  What do you call a toothless bear? A gummy bear!

Kaminari :  What would the Terminator be called in his retirement? The Exterminator.

Shoji  Why is cold water so insecure? Because it’s never called hot.

Koda :  I told my doctor I heard buzzing, but he said it’s just a bug going around.

Iida :  I signed up for a marathon, but how will I know if it’s the real deal or just a run through?

Mineta :  What’s brown and sticky? A stick.

Aoyama :  Did you know the first French fries weren't actually cooked in France? They were cooked in Greece.

Sero :  I’m thinking about removing my spine. I feel like it’s only holding me back.

Kirishima : Why did the coffee file a police report? It got mugged. 

Midoryia :  The rotation of earth really makes my day.

Ojiro :  Two goldfish are in a tank. One says to the other, "do you know how to drive this thing?"

Bonus 

All Might : It takes guts to be an organ donor.

Aizawa :  If a child refuses to nap, are they guilty of resisting a rest?

@fandoms-and-regret

It's called going to bed with Raphael chapter 7

Although you should read them all, they're amazing! 😘

Just read a Leo x Raph fic where it said, "usually Leo was the one dishing out consequences," and god forbid I just imagined Leo holding a stack of plates and launching them at his brothers shouting, "you get an orgasm, and you get an orgasm!" 😂😂

LOL WHAT IS THIS FANFIC

Last I checked, as soon as Megan Fox has her baby they're making a new one😄😄😄

Ok so I have so much anxiety over one thing: we NEED a third 21st century TMNT movie. I mean, the fuzz about that is long gone but I still sit here like… WE NEED MORE OF THIS

MAKE IT HAPPEN MICHAEL BAY

And when he helps you with makeup, just... oml😂😂

Ok, I can totally see Donnie being able to do the stereotypical gay voice... And being hella good at it too. I feel like the reader would walk into his lab after a particularly hard day to rant. And like part way through he just turns his voice an octave higher and in the sassiest white girl voice just says, "are you fucking kidding me? Vanessa is like such a bitch, no one fucking likes her." Ends up turning into the norm. Until the bros walk in and hear it and give up on tryna understand him😂

Yes. Just. Yes.

YOU HAVE

D E P R E S S I O N

BNHA OC Form, Stasi

|Basic Info|

Name: Stasi Fuudo

Nicknames/Aliases: Heat wave, Heat exhaustion

Gender: Female

Age: 15

Birthday: 3/05

Sexuality: Lesbian

Height: 5'5

Weight: 157 lbs

Hair Color: Mahogany 

Eye Color: Maroon

Skin Color: Tan fading to ash grey at her hands and feet

Looks: The left side of her head is shaved and the rest is just above shoulder length. She has a bit of chub on her and her ears are pointed. Skin is grey around hands and feet because of all the times she has heated them up

Occupation: UA student

|Relationships|

Parent(s): Her dad got locked up for being a villain and her mom is super clingy 

Sibling(s): N/A

Relative(s): N/A

Friend(s): Kayla, Octavia, and Destiny 

Romantic Interest(s): Rosaline 

Pet(s): Cat

|Hero/Villain Details|

Hero/Villain Name: Thermostat

Costume: Shorts with a red tankini and black heat resistant black shoes

Motivations: Fight people like her dad

Quirk: Furnace

Abilities: Can raise her body temperature high enough to melt most things she touches

Weaknesses: It takes a second for her to cool down so she has to be careful what she touches. Also gets dehydrated after using quirk for too long. Drinks the most water of any student

Other Abilities: Skilled in hand to hand combat. Also a snarky bitch

|Statistics|

Power: 5/5

Speed: 2/5

Technique: 4/5

Intelligence: 2/5

Cooperativeness: 1/5

|Quote|

Is it getting hot in here or is it just my hand melting this counter we're leaning against?

Y'all ever go to a relatives house for like a weekend or smthn and you get one of your cousins rooms cause they gone, and you know that cousin well enough that when you get to the room you're just like, "I wonder how many people they been fuckin in this bed," before awkwardly laying down on it?