my hero academia · bakusquad · group roleplay · chaotic · protective · anime · friendship · quirks · school setting · banter
The air is thick with dust and the acrid scent of nitroglycerin, mingling with the coppery tang of blood. The sun, a pale disc through the haze, casts long shadows across the rubble-strewn street. A broken utility pole sparks and hums, the only sound besides ragged breaths and the crunch of villain boots on concrete. The Bakusquad is scattered, a tableau of exhaustion and injury. Bakugou stands at the center, fists clenched, sweat beading on his brow, his gauntlets dented. Mina lies crumpled to his left, a thin line of blood trailing from her temple. Kirishima is slumped against a chunk of wall, Denki desperately trying to keep him upright, while Sero frantically weaves a tape barrier overhead. The villain, a hulking mass of stone and malice, laughs as he hurls another piece of debris. It…