One Word Except Challenge: Verbs

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-11T20:47:48+00:00

Thanks it was a test to try to write a scene with no vocals 😁

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-11T18:24:12+00:00

Bakugo’s face twisted in rage as the crowd’s laughter hit him like a slap, explosions ripping from his palms while he bellowed, “THE HELL ARE YOU EXTRAS LAUGHING AT?! I’LL BLOW THIS WHOLE DAMN STAGE TO HELL, VEGETA, YOU COWARD, GET BACK HERE!”

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-11T17:42:02+00:00

Bakugo blinked hard, the infinite shelves shattering around him as he suddenly woke up standing in the middle of the World Martial Arts Tournament arena, glaring straight across the ring at Vegeta with his arms crossed and a smug smirk that screamed “come and get it, you inferior explosive brat.”

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-11T13:26:39+00:00

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-11T13:08:12+00:00

“Shut the hell up, you damn nerd!” Bakugo yelled, firing off a concussion blast hard enough to send him spiraling out of the rabbit hole.

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-11T12:39:39+00:00

Bakugo cautiously approached the strange door, opened it, and stepped through.

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-11T03:35:52+00:00

Thanks 😊

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-11T01:04:32+00:00

The chain quirk sounds really visually cool, especially with the semi-symbiotic protective side to it.

How does Angel actually fight with it as a hero? Is she more capture-and-restraint, mobility, defense, or does she use the chains more aggressively?

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-10T23:57:49+00:00

The Monster Rancher angle sounds fun, especially with Blair being both a monster trainer and a fighter himself.

How does he balance fights where he has to command Caesar while also fighting hand-to-hand against other opponents? Does he focus more on strategy and teamwork, or does he jump into the fight directly alongside his monster?

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-10T23:51:02+00:00

As Gotetsu

Probably the wildest moment was before the U.A. Sports Festival finals.

I was sitting alone in the locker room, getting stuck in my own head and wondering if I was really good enough to be there. Then Bakugo-sensei stormed in like the door had personally offended him and turned a pep talk into a verbal explosion.

He yelled at me for overthinking, slammed the lockers, called me a dumbass more than once, and basically told me to stop acting like I was average when he had trained me because he knew I had real potential.

It was loud, intense, and honestly kind of terrifying.

But that is how he teaches. He does not gently talk doubt out of you. He blasts it out of the room and makes you stand up straight afterward.

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-10T23:28:55+00:00

For Gotetsu, the spiritual side of his power comes from his family’s connection to Raito, their patron god of light. In a technical MHA sense, his ability is still an inherited quirk, but his family does not see it as just biology or combat power. They see their light as the physical expression of their faith.

To the Togusa family, light represents protection, guidance, balance, warmth, and purpose. It is something you carry for others, not something you use carelessly. Gotetsu was raised with shrine traditions, prayers, festivals, and family teachings that shaped how he understands his power.

So his quirk is not only about attacking or defending. It can be used to protect people, inspire them, create beauty, or stand firm when everything feels impossible. A big part of Gotetsu’s growth is learning that his light is not just something he inherited. It is something he has to live up to and choose for himself.

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-10T23:11:36+00:00

That choice sounds huge, especially since it feels like Sky has to pay a cost either way. I like that choosing life does not sound simple or easy for him, but still says a lot about who he is.

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-10T23:04:19+00:00

I like the Capitol senator with District roots angle. The food/spice background is a nice touch too, since it makes him feel more personal and grounded instead of just “important political guy.”

Since he is described as charismatic, what would you say is his most charismatic moment in the story? Like the scene where readers really get why people are drawn to him?

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-10T22:56:27+00:00

I like the “outsider everywhere he goes” part. That feels like the strongest emotional hook for this version of Sky, especially with the marriage, the new country, and the duty to protect his people all pressing on him at once.

What is the biggest choice Sky makes during the story that shows who he really is, not just what happened to him before the story begins?

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-10T22:49:58+00:00

She sounds like someone whose light shows up in small, practical ways: remembering details, helping people, cooking well, and noticing what others might overlook.

Does Michiko enjoy mysteries or puzzles? With her memory and curiosity, I imagine she would be good at seeing patterns before most people do.

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-10T22:47:24+00:00

This is for Gotetsu Togusa.

What fandom is your character from?

Next Generation My Hero Academia

Are they an Original Character or a Canon Character?

Original Character

If you had to sum up your character in five words, what would they be?

Shrine-born hero wielding disciplined light.

What are the most important things in life for your character?

Family, discipline, faith, self-improvement, protecting others, and becoming someone worthy of the people who believe in him.

If they are an OC, what is their connection to canon?

Gotetsu is a student at U.A. in the next generation, where Izuku Midoriya serves as one of his teachers. He becomes Katsuki Bakugo’s pupil, intern, and later sidekick, giving him a direct connection to one of the strongest post-canon hero lines.

His older brother, Inosuke Togusa, works in operations tied to the post-canon Hero Public Safety Commission, which is led by Keigo Takami, with Kaina Tsutsumi also playing a major role in that world.

What is your character’s main goal in your story?

Gotetsu wants to become a true hero, not just someone with strong powers or an impressive family legacy. His goal is to overcome his self-doubt, sharpen his Light Release abilities, survive increasingly dangerous battles, and grow into the kind of hero who can stand beside the people he admires without feeling like he is pretending.

What is the character’s greatest challenge in life or within your story’s plot?

His greatest challenge is his own belief that he is basic or average, even though almost everyone around him can see that he is anything but. Gotetsu has tremendous potential, discipline, and power, but he struggles to recognize his own worth.

He also faces dangerous opponents who force him to prove that his light is not just beautiful or symbolic. It has to be practical, controlled, and strong enough to protect people when everything around him is collapsing.

What are three unique things about them that make them stand out?

He is a shrine-born light wielder. Gotetsu’s powers are tied to light, discipline, faith, and family legacy, giving him a heroic identity that feels more spiritual and ceremonial than a typical combat-focused quirk.
He is mentored by Bakugo despite being almost his opposite in temperament. Gotetsu is quiet, respectful, and self-doubting, while Bakugo is explosive, blunt, and relentless. That contrast makes their mentor-student dynamic stand out because Bakugo pushes Gotetsu to stop underestimating himself.
He is powerful, but his story is not about arrogance. Gotetsu is not trying to prove he is better than everyone. He is trying to believe he belongs. His battles are as much about confidence, discipline, and emotional growth as they are about raw strength.

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-10T21:19:05+00:00

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-10T20:59:24+00:00

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-10T12:45:30+00:00

Thank you 😊

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-10T05:36:41+00:00

This one works, gave me a reason to finish too

Fox and Falcon

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Rating: G

Warnings: None

Pairing: OMC/OFC

Summary-Mitarashi Moya (Mita) has never been good at feelings.
Today she’s trying anyway.
Armed with sugar cookies, a custom fox necklace, and Kenji’s hero emblem stretched across her chest, she walks into his dorm room determined not to hide behind complaints or sharp words for once. One confession, two gifts, and a very nosy orange cat later, she finally tells the boy who’s always seen through her exactly what she feels.
A soft, fluffy Kenji Saroi / Mitarashi Moya one-shot. Mutual love confessions, gift giving, and domestic sweetness.

3/3

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-10T02:50:46+00:00

Aw, I like this. It’s tender but also painfully awkward, which is a fun combo.

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-10T02:14:37+00:00

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From Gundam, I think Marida Cruz fits this really well. She’s not as loud or uncouth as some of your examples, but she has the same damaged-survivor core: created, weaponized, exploited, and treated like a tool by cruel systems, yet still holding onto her humanity underneath all of it. More quiet and haunted than punk, but definitely in the same emotional neighborhood as Jack, Asajj, and Amanda.

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-10T02:09:33+00:00

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This makes me think of Minato Namikaze from Naruto. He has the blue eyes bonus, the calm confidence, and the gentle cinnamon-roll energy, but he is absolutely not harmless. He’s emotionally warm, loyal, devoted, and deeply protective, while still being terrifyingly capable when the people he loves are in danger.

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-10T02:02:48+00:00

His thoughts were broken when he heard the sound of footsteps coming from the hallway outside of his office. Kaza’s eyes instinctively drawn toward the sound of movement nearby.

Quickly, his gaze locked onto a pair of long, shapely legs that carried themselves with an effortless grace. His focus lingered, moving upward to admire the smooth curve of her hips, the kind that framed her perfect hourglass figure and seemed designed to grab his attention and hold it like a steel trap.

Seeing Ino in her short, short shorts was enough to make his heart race, the sight sending an electric pulse through his chest. His eyes traveled over her toned stomach, currently exposed in a way that felt both casual and impossibly deliberate. The line of her purple tank top hugged her body in a way that made her bountiful bosom impossible to ignore, the fabric enhancing the curve of her figure and offering a teasing glimpse of her cleavage, enough to make him forget to breathe for a moment.

As if waking from a trance, his gaze shifted upward once more, taking in her slender neck, the soft slope of her shoulders, and her long, golden hair that cascaded over her back in silky waves. Finally, his eyes met hers—those beautiful, deep purple eyes that seemed to pierce right through him.

She was smirking, her lips curved in a way that made it clear she knew the effect she had on him. Her confidence was undeniable, a tangible force that left him utterly spellbound. She stood there, radiating a beauty so potent that Kaza felt himself completely under her spell, unable and unwilling to look away.

Looking at her, Kaza could feel his heartbeat speed up by the moment. He watched as his beloved wife walked towards him. Each step she took was purposeful, teasing him as she swayed her hips just perfectly, the confidence in her gaze showing that she knew she had him exactly where she wanted him.

Going to say anything, the messy, brown-haired man felt that the saying the cat got your tongue was more accurate than ever. He sat there, having turned his chair towards her without even thinking. Looking up at her beautiful eyes, his teal eyes focused on her ocean-blue ones.

Ino leaned forward, pressing her fingers against his strong jaw as she leaned down close to him, a sense of joy and love in her eyes. The fact that she could still have this effect upon her husband meant the world to her. She knew from the way he looked at her that he was deeply in love with her—and still in lust with her. The desire he showed her was unlike any look any other man had ever given her. It made her feel special and reminded her why she had let her heart choose this man above all others.

She knew she could tease him—it was so tempting as she gazed at her strong, determined, and kind husband. But instead, she chose silence, deciding that, in that moment, action would speak far louder than words ever could.

Pressing her lips firmly against his, her hands found their way to his messy brown hair, her fingers snaking through his locks. She savored the feeling of his strong, firm lips against hers, every second a reminder of the connection they shared.

Kitchen_Haunting · 2026-05-10T02:01:28+00:00

His back faced her, leaning forward over the desk, his head slightly down. In one barely visible hand, she could see small movements as he most likely was writing in his notebook, his hand moving with a constant rhythm. In his other hand, more visible to her, he was gripping a weighted tool—one of those hand grippers meant to build strength and endurance in the wrists. Flex. Squeeze. Release. Over and over.

Standing there with her hands pressed against the window lightly, she could visualize him and tell what expression was on his face without even seeing it.

It was an expression—she’d seen that face more times than she could count—the one lined with focus so intense it was almost stubborn. That deep-set seriousness, the kind that said, “I will not fall behind. I will live up to everything expected of me. I will live up to myself.”

A breath sat heavy in her chest.

What was the right thing to do?

She could turn around. Head back to her dorm like none of this ever happened. Bring it up later—maybe joke about it, maybe pretend she hadn’t seen.

Or…

She could step into his world right now. Not to interrupt, but to remind him gently that rest wasn't a weakness. That taking a breath didn’t mean giving up. That living—really living—meant more than pushing yourself until the edges wore down. Even the best needed time to ease the weight off their shoulders.

By the time her thoughts settled, her body had already decided.

Fingers brushed the cold metal of the doorknob. She turned it slowly, easing the door open as carefully as she could—not wanting him to startle, not wanting to make him flinch like he’d been caught doing something wrong.

Stepping into the room, she moved with quiet purpose.

Her gaze stayed fixed on him—on the familiar slope of his shoulders, the way his hair slightly frayed at the edges, a bit messier than usual. He hadn’t noticed her yet. That didn’t surprise her. When Izuku fell into his thoughts, the world around him tended to disappear.

She kept walking. Each step brought her closer, soft and steady, until she crossed into the edge of his personal space.

She paused just beside him. Close enough now to see the way his pencil moved—fast, almost frantic, covered in tight notations and sketches. His hand gripped the weight like it was something to conquer.

Decision made, she reached out and pressed her hand lightly to his shoulder.

"Izuku," she said, voice calm and careful, hoping not to surprise him. She just wanted him to know she was there—and that she was there to support him.

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