I know the choice was to make all of them, but I’m having a bit of trouble and Picky and Crafty’s designs and I don’t want you waiting long when I already have 2 done

So here they are, Picky and Crafty’s will be done soon promise

HONEYTIZE

If you aren’t careful, you’ll be fooled by Honeytize. She can hypnotize anybody and make you do her bidding if you look at her eyes. At first, she only used this ability to make things more convenient for herself. Until the charm started influencing her a little, convincing her that she can do way more things with it…

With her charm, she almost took over the city, all for the sake of feeling powerful.

She was promptly defeated by her rival, now her mortal enemy.

BUNNYBOLT

She has the power to harness and control electricity. She has trouble controlling it and therefore uses a metal spear to help direct her attacks.

Her and Honeytize used to have a simple back and forth. Teasing with each other, playful banter but they still had a rivalry going on between them as Honeytize kept on hypnotizing people which Bunnybolt found immoral.

Their simple rivalry goes to the deep end when Honeytize suddenly goes extreme and tried to take over the city as a tyrant.

@bunnybolt asked:

"were you ever going to tell me the truth?" for Toshinori

[Starter Meme - Unknown! | Prompted/Accepting!]

"Kid,..." Yagi trailed off, unsure how to answer. Everything was-- tricky. Always, always tricky. As All Might, he never faltered- he always had the right path. Or at least- that was what he liked for everyone to think...but when it came to reality....to Toshinori Yagi--- it was difficult.

Why couldn't the kid have asked this of All Might? When he was in that form, he quite literally felt like he was more- better. When he was this shriveled husk...it was as if the world were shrouded in a thick fog. Maybe he'd just gotten too used to being invisible, when he was like this.

❛⠀i do not ... think i could take that hand, monsieur deku. ❜ his words are stilted, it lacks his normal flourish. ❛⠀i am not worthy of being a hero. ❜

izuku had one hell of a habit catching the blond whenever he was trying to get away from people. [ either he had a sixth sense, or it was an uncanny coincidence. maybe it was a bit of both. ] but - considering it was his birthday, and things were infinitely more agreeable between them - red eyes turn their gaze to the green-haired boy. that smile while he's holding out a gift is almost contagious.

and most definitely suspicious. like he was confident that what he got for the young bakugou was going to be a shining win this year, because he observed with his nerdy stalker-y tendencies and figured out exactly what he wanted.

❛ ... thanks, i guess, ❜ katsuki responds, slow and apprehensive, even as he grabs the present and gives it a small shake to determine its contents. lightweight, no rattling. it actually kind of feels solid. katsuki idly taps the present with his fingers and blinks at the sound, brow raising as he lifts his gaze again, eyes narrowing with further suspicion. he's almost certain now- ❛ you fucking didn't. ❜

he knows izuku did. that doesn't mean he'll believe himself until he sees it.

tearing open the wrapping on the spot, katsuki stares intently at the gift that resides inside and pulls it from the shreds of paper. there, in his hands, was an limited edition drum stick bag with drumsticks themed off the heroes that had been in top ten anytime in the past few years. all might was a given - but endeavor, best jeanist, edgeshot, mirko, ryukyu, hawks ... and the packaging itself was plain, besides the commemorating top heroes japan embroidery on the back.

katsuki had been using drumming as an outlet. more than that, it promoted exercise while ensuring his coordination remained in shape after everything he'd been through. he'd been checking out this set for more than a while ; he was even getting the funds together for it as soon as he could. but-

of course izuku beat him to it. ❛ motherfucker, ❜ he scoffs. he has half a mind to grab one of endeavor's to throw it at the other boy's face - but he settles for using said drumstick to bonk the boy firmly on the head. [ maybe he'll toss these ones right at him whenever he and the class a band have an open session, and the class gets invited to hear. ] ❛ how the fuck didja know ? ❜

TRANSMISSION FROM @bunnybolt : ❛  i can't move forward. i keep reliving this moment over and over again, and i'm stuck.  ❜ MORE RANDOM ANGST , ACCEPTING .

he knows what he means by that.

what else would he mean ? there is a long string of things that have happened to them both since they began their studies, but moments they've experienced only got worse and worse and worse until they were sure it was the end / katsuki remembers the vivid blue sky from the day izuku speaks of, the clouds creeping over the horizon from todoroki's direction, the iron dripping from his face and nose and sneaking onto tongue as he counts and measures movement. it was a mantra he muttered ... [ right side, finger, feint. ] ... until he knew his purpose.

and then he remembers that, just as one walks willingly toward that which brings them life, he charged in willingly to something that would bring his -

there are days he cannot move forward from it either. there are days he looks at his classmates, at his friends, at izuku, and remembers that he was willing to give this life up for the chance at victory, the scarring on his chest a vehement reminder that he actually did. there are days where he seems disconnected from reality, gaze distant, until someone pulls him back. it's all he sees some nights ; despite all he's been through, he never understood the way something could haunt a person until he dreams of the moment before everything ended, where he glances to his all might card and laments that he never got it signed when he had the chance - now stained, tarnished, crumpled.

he used to dream of other things too - air robbed from his lungs, hand on his neck, the flash of jagged red tendrils approaching izuku - but nothing so vivid. nothing so consuming.

katsuki cannot blame izuku if the image is burned into his mind ; it wraps its cruel icy hands around his own neck, after all, the fact that he's only alive because a hero had given his life to do so. but he persists. the ache presses against shoulder and throat and mind but he still does his best to walk forward because he must.

yet the urge to turn on his heel and forgo his progress so he may guide izuku through the darkness lingers, in the way he mulls over the words, brows furrowing, eyes narrowing. he may move forward, yes, but shigaraki's words run cold through his veins ... [ you're closer to izuku midoriya than anyone else. ] ... and it is no surprise that izuku is frozen in the past. in that moment, even. ❛ it ain't enough that i'm alive and breathing in front of you ? ❜

he strides forward and seizes izuku by the wrist. he then takes the green-haired boy's index and middle fingers to press against his throat, just past his windpipe, right on top of his carotid artery with red glaring into green. the pulse is steady. steady and slow, relaxed, despite irritation on his face. ❛ shigaraki thought he took this from me, but he didn't. hah ! he could fucking never. i'm just as much alive as i was before we walked into that war. ❜ but that would not be enough to ease izuku's mind, would it ? [ he can do nothing of memories, after all. he can scarcely do anything about his own. ] the best he can do is ...

TRANSMISSION FROM @bunnybolt : “we all worried about you, you know.” (Lowkey he wanted to say just him was worried) MISTER MAGIC STARTERS , ACCEPTING .

❛ worried ? ❜ he face scrunches into a grimace. ❛ why ? ❜

was it so hard to believe that he was fine after the paranormal liberation war ? he's changed by it, scarred, and his shoulder sometimes doesn't move right anymore which sends a quick hot pain down his arm, but he was fine. he was up and moving, wasn't he ? and during training while they prepare for the next war, he hasn't hesitated for a second / every move was still as precise as if he hadn't been stabbed.

katsuki is not the kind of person to let himself be slowed down by a temporary hindrance that he could overcome, given enough time and allowed to push forward with his training. recovery girl's healing is the reason he's so active now. but apparently his evident activity and lack of recoil from pain wasn't enough to claim that he was okay - and he has to learn from izuku that everyone's been worried.

or maybe it was just him, and he was using the others as a cover-up.