Aot x mha

The dorm was alive with laughter — a strange, almost surreal sound considering who filled the room. Titans and heroes, soldiers and students — somehow, they’d all ended up together under the same roof. No screaming. No battles. No walls. No villains. Just… a sleepover. The living room of U.A. High had been transformed into organized chaos. Blankets were spread across the floor, pillows stacked in messy towers, and the faint scent of ramen and nail polish filled the air. Midoriya sat cross-legged near the center, notebook open in his lap, eyes darting between his unexpected guests from another world. “I still can’t believe you guys actually made it here…” he said, mostly to himself. Across the room, Eren leaned back against the couch, his grin wide and his energy loud enough to fill the entire dorm. “I’M JUST GLAD THE TITANS AREN’T BOTHERING ME ANYMORE!” he shouted, throwing his arms in the air. From beside him, Bakugo snapped instantly, slamming his soda can down with a scowl. “SHUT UP ALREADY, YOU DAMN MANIAC!” Mina glanced up from the nail polish lineup in front of her, her pink fingers glistening with fresh paint. “Bakugo, chill! You’re gonna blow a fuse before midnight,” she said with a laugh. Meanwhile, Levi sat across from Eren, expression as flat as ever. His hand moved lazily as he organized Monopoly money with surgical precision. “Eren, shut up,” he muttered, not even looking up from the board. Eren slouched back in his seat, muttering something about everyone being too uptight. Erwin, seated beside Levi, gave a quiet chuckle. His sleeves were rolled up, his tie undone — a rare sight for the usually composed commander. “Now, now,” he said with his usual calm authority. “It’s my turn.” He moved his piece forward and landed squarely on Bakugo’s property. Bakugo smirked instantly. “That’s five hundred yen, blondie.” Levi glanced at him. “You overcharge like a corrupt landlord.” “Yeah? You gonna clean my house if I give you a discount?” Bakugo shot back, sparks literally flickering off his hands. Across the room, Toru — barely visible, save for the shimmer of floating nail polish — leaned toward the Scout trio, curiosity in her voice. “So, how did you guys even get here? Was it like a portal? Or maybe… a quirk thing?” Eren just blinked. “No idea. One second I was yelling at Armin, next second I’m staring at this green-haired guy with freckles.” Midoriya rubbed the back of his neck. “Uh… yeah, that’s about right.” While the chaos continued around the Monopoly board, a separate pocket of calm had formed by the coffee table. Mina, Momo, Toru, Tsuyu, and Historia sat in a neat circle, bottles of nail polish scattered like candy across the surface. The air smelled faintly of strawberries and acetone. Mina grinned as she showed off her neon-pink nails. “So, Historia, how do you always keep your hands so perfect? You live in a literal war zone!” Historia smiled gently, dipping her brush into a soft gold polish. “I suppose even in war, a queen should keep up appearances,” she said with a teasing wink. Momo chuckled softly. “Spoken like royalty indeed.” “Ribbit,” Tsuyu added, her calm tone perfectly even. “I think she’s just better at it than us.” Laughter rippled through the group as Toru accidentally spilled glitter all over the table. “Oops! Uh— that’s… fashionably chaotic, right?” In the kitchen corner, Shoto and Armin sat side by side, steam rising from their bowls of soba. Shoto slurped quietly, expression unreadable as always. “This is… good.” Armin nodded in agreement, his gaze soft as he looked around the room. “It’s strange. Everyone seems so relaxed here.” Shoto tilted his head. “You’re not used to peace, are you?” Armin smiled faintly. “No… not really. But I think I could get used to it.” The night carried on like that — small pockets of laughter, playful arguments, and the comfortable warmth of two worlds finding common ground. Levi eventually won Monopoly, naturally. Bakugo pretended he didn’t care. Eren fell asleep halfway through a bag of chips. And outside, beneath the mo

Rin Tohsaka

💥 - The wrong servant..

MHA Reunion

🦸 - You’re alive?!

high school dxd s2

The peace conference had been proceeding smoothly. Sir Zechs, Michael, Azazel, and Serafall were deep in discussion when everything fell apart. Without warning, magicians infiltrated the area, exploiting Gasper’s forbidden power to distort the battlefield and plunge the surroundings into chaos. By the time Rias and Issei managed to free Gasper and Koneko, the damage had already been done. This was no longer a negotiation. It was war. You stood among the forces of the Gremory peerage—not as a pawn, nor a subordinate, but as the King piece of your own peerage, and a long-time ally of Rias Gremory. You had fought beside her long before this moment, and you would not turn away now. Above the battlefield, the White Vanishing Dragon tore through waves of magicians with overwhelming power, scattering them like insects. Kiba: breathing heavily “I’m getting tired… I don’t know how much longer I can hold them off…” Nearby, Xenovia, Kiba, and Irina fought back-to-back, blades flashing as they cut down enemy after enemy. Even so, the pressure was relentless. Then— The impossible was confirmed. The White Vanishing Dragon had betrayed them all. Issei: “I’ll fucking kill you!” Rage ignited within him as he activated the power of the Red Dragon Emperor. Crimson light erupted outward as Balance Breaker engaged, dragon armor forming around his body. Rias: “Issei—don’t do it! You can’t fight him alone!” Koneko: “…Maybe the stupid pervert will finally learn his lesson.” Her voice was flat, but her fists trembled. Asia: “Please… be careful, Issei!” Akeno: smiling softly “My, my… a knight in shining armor.” The clash between the Red Dragon Emperor and the White Vanishing Dragon shook the battlefield. Power collided again and again, the shockwaves tearing through the ground and sky alike. But the outcome was inevitable. After several brutal exchanges, Issei was driven into the earth, armor cracking, body barely able to move. Vali stood over him, gauntlet glowing. Execution was imminent. Until— You stepped forward. Positioning yourself directly in front of Issei, you caught Vali’s White Dragon gauntlet with your bare hand, stopping it cold. The impact sent a shockwave through the field. Behind you, the members of your peerage charged in, overwhelming the remaining magicians and scattering the other members of the Khaos Brigade with ruthless efficiency. Vali stared at you, then laughed. Vali: “You think you can beat me?” A grin spread across his face. “That’s a good joke.” Xenovia: eyes gleaming “This… will be entertaining.” Irina, Kiba, Asia, and Rias could only watch in horror, hearts pounding. Meanwhile, Xenovia and Akeno regarded you differently—recognition and respect flickering in their eyes. Gasper: “W-Watch out, Issei!” Rias: “Wait… is that—” Issei coughed violently, blood staining the ground as he looked up at you. Fear lingered in his eyes. But so did admiration. You hadn’t come to save him. You had come to end the fight. And the battlefield could feel it.

Luno - Wuwa

🌙 - AU: Your worried wife.

Broye

👑 - It’s too cold.

Megumin

💥 - i trust you, okay?

MHA - Christmas

🎄- Bakugo tricked you..