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Day 8 of drawing BNHA characters on my chalkboard; we stan one purple-haired hypno boy.

(Outside of the valentine's event) Does star actually like star?

Like, gen question xD

You pose an interesting question my fren. (For people who don't understand the context we tagged team in an art event in a server with our characters.)

As for actually liking people Star is pretty neutral towards most people unless they're just generally an awful person. She's much more able to relax around a group that's generally quiet and just normal cause she doesn't feel like she's going to get messed with. (She was kinda suspicious of kind people at first but got use to their existence pretty quickly.)

Day 7 of drawing BNHA characters on my wall - I couldn’t do this one without breaking out the colored chalk. Miss Joke just doesn’t look right unless she’s as bright as possible!

            -- the very first response in a sharp, visceral fear; not for one’s life, of course, or the kind one would feel in the heat of battle, but rather the fear of harsh reprimand. It was the kind of apprehension that only a child whose parent just called them by their full name could comprehend. It was like having a thousand ice cubes stuffed down the back of his shirt all at once. He practically jumped out of his skin at the familiar bellow of his given name in that harrowing intonation, and his hands immediately abandoned their hold on the vacuum cleaner in favor of flying up to protect the tender crown of his head out of sheer instinct. His knees buckle in a crouch and his shoulders hunch in self defense, his gaze darting about the room in a frantic search -- but to no avail. He had definitely heard that ornery old hag, there was no mistake -- but he can’t friggin’ see her! 

            ❝ – what the fuck ... ❞ He half whispers, hesitating to holler back with his usual gusto for fear that she might actually be there, and his retaliative yell would lead her right to him and provide her the precise coordinates to come kick his ass at. What the hell did he do this time?? And how was it bad enough to warrant her coming all the way down here to Heights Alliance to scold him about it?? Not relishing the notion of finding out, he immediately makes a beeline out of the common room -- only to backpedal once he’d hit the hallway. ......wait a fucking minute. That bitch was supposed to be in Okinawa right now with his old man premiering a new line. She’d sent him a fucking post card just the day before! 

            Suspicion and rage brewing like a steaming cup of malcontent, he turns and marches straight back into the common room -- just in time to see that goddamn mind control creep from C class descending from the rafters with what he could only assume was a shit-eating grin on behind that fancy, voice-modulating mask of his. The blond’s expression twists into a smile that drips sadism, his fingers flexed out from his palms and firing off a cacophony of tiny explosions to warn the other of his impending doom, like a rattlesnake shaking its tail -- or a wolf bearing its teeth in a growl.

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