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These Are Some Screen Grab Repaints That I Did Ages Ago With Some Of My MHA OCs. I Have Stupid Amounts




These are some screen grab repaints that I did ages ago with some of my MHA OCs. I have stupid amounts of lore for the universe they reside in at this point, and an army of ocs. These idiots (affectionate, they are my OCs, and therefore my children) don't even really show up in the main fic I am slowly fleshing out. They're the next gen epilogue.
If you want to know more about their universe, feel free to ask.
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So I just figured something out. I'm not really attracted to people that I don't know really well, hence why I have a number of fictional crushes but no real world crushes yet (I am a freaking adult, and I still haven't).
The funny part is I just figured out more about what my type is. Like, I already knew I preferred dark-haired people (with some exceptions) and I'm a sucker for a roguish grin. But then I realized one of my first fictional crashes was Mr. Darcy from Pride and Prejudice.
Guess who figured out that their type also included tsunderes!
This idiot, that's who.
Me, who is always yelling at fictional characters to communicate. I know that communication is super important in any relationship, and yet I like the prickly ones that don't seem to know how to communicate, like, at all.
Damn my empathetic nature.

Thank you? Um, I—I'm honored. He's one of my favorites. *Holds this reblog gently* I'm just not used to people taking much of an interest in what I have to say.
Like, I'm legitimately about to cry. This is so unexpected. In a good way—just unexpected.
Sure, the Dead Robin's Club is a nice name and all, but you cannot look me in the eye and tell me that Jason "we could start a poetry slam and still bust these dorks" Todd, the original Dead Robin, theater kid energy given form, Shakespeare and Austen nerd, literature lover, would not call it the Dead Robin's Society.
It is a petty hill to die on, but I will do so.
Give him an oh captain, my captain moment, damnit!

YES! I was a screaming, sobbing, WRECK after watching the movie (I think my family uses me as a barometer for how emotionally affecting a movie can be, tbh. I think they chalk a lot of my super emotional responses—which are varied and often—up to my "artist's temperament". Not that I mind.)
Honestly, I see a lot of my really empathetic nature in Jason. I will fight anyone who says he is not empathetic and caring—that empathy and care is what got him killed, and I will stand by that statement.
Ergo, I think he would cry like a toddler being ripped out of their mother's arms. I know I did.
Sure, the Dead Robin's Club is a nice name and all, but you cannot look me in the eye and tell me that Jason "we could start a poetry slam and still bust these dorks" Todd, the original Dead Robin, theater kid energy given form, Shakespeare and Austen nerd, literature lover, would not call it the Dead Robin's Society.
It is a petty hill to die on, but I will do so.
Give him an oh captain, my captain moment, damnit!