My Villain Mic in his CASUAL wear. I love complex designs sm- he's a prick. But a pretty prick
Close ups and sketch under the cut!
Franky Franklin best girl
Sometimes when I'm lonely, I sit and think about him
And it hurts to remember all the good times
When I thought I could never live without him
And I wonder does it have to be the same
Every time when I see him, will it bring back all the pain
Ah-ha-ha, how can I forget that name?
Please ignore me!! Im just having random light novel feelings....im sorry
u know that one comic in smash where they're all turned into babies? yea
i have been sick w covid last few days……
The most cursed thing about your middle school present mic post is the fact that it was basically me when I was younger 😭
Middle school me thought it would be like the movies too 😔
Unfortunately- dear Anon. I was also the same.
Except I wasn't inspired by American High School movies- NO- I was inspired by Horrid Henry (can I get a fucking YEAH from fellow britISH BITCHES.)
I made up so much shit to look cooler.
I also had an "Im not like other girls" phase so that exists.
I came to the realisation that young Hizashi looks like how Teenage Dirtbag by Wheatus sounds.
Still playing his imaginary guitar after 15 years.
Anyone else experience this or was it just me lmaooo
I know the Mic fandom likes giving him his growth spurt before Aizawa but CONSIDER the complete opposite! Dude hit puberty LATE.
Aizawa just grew??? So much??? Between 2nd and 3rd year. And… Mic’s solid 5’5 ass finds himself looking up at his friend.
Then- of course- Aizawa leaves Mic after graduation to focus on being an underground hero, effectively severing their contact with each other.
He still has some vague connection with Kayama even several years after graduating. Sometime in his mid-20s, Kayama asks for the umpteenth time if he wants to catch up over dinner or something. Of course, very casually mentioning there’s a new ramen place with a cat cafe just a block away. Aizawa is a very simple man. He agrees, only a bit hesitant.
Almost late as always, Aizawa finds it easy to spot Kayama with her waving at him from the corner of the restaurant the moment he steps in. He’s midway through acknowledging he’s seen her (a slow blink) when he notices- she’s not alone.
There’s a stranger sitting next to her. A man.
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He finds himself tucking his face further into his scarf the closer he gets to the two. He doesn’t recognise the man. The stranger is staring down at some beverage in his hands.
Wow. His hair is fucking golden. Aizawa was never for metaphors but really- it did look like the sun the way it spreads from the tight bun it's in.
Other details start processing. Jewelry on his wrists, around his neck, on his fingers. He looks- really tall. A nerdy-looking pair of red rectangular glasses- Is that a moustache? It suits him- It looks nice. Shirts that tight should be illegal, was a thought that raced in Aizawa’s mind until it crashed into a brick wall.
He- he was just oogling at Kayama’s date, wasn’t he? This man has got to be Kayama’s date.
That’s the only logical conclusion he could come to. She didn’t mention bringing any +1 but this wouldn’t exactly be the first time Kayama’s spontaneous nature punches him in the face.
“OI! Aizawa, sit down already! Yamada’s been whining non-stop about being h-”
Yamada?
Yamada. Haha- Funny coincidence. Yamada’s a pretty popular name in Japan, isn't it? It’s common. It’s a common na- THIS– THIS CAN’T BE YAMADA YAMADA-
The not-stranger (maybe) raises his head timidly, green eyes finally looking at Aizawa.
“Yo.”
It’s fucking Yamada Yamada.
*taps mic* Hello Franky Franklin community
I had a hair idea stuck in my mind.
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Wtf, feral Franky??