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“I got too used to having you in front of me, I pretended not to notice the discomfort of being surpassed by another.”
ind. & semi-selective CHRISTOPHE GIACOMETTI from YURI ON ICE. Penned by Alyssa.
y’all im workin on a new theme for this blog and also a new muses page and once all that’s done i’ll be bACK i promise
agentjadelance replied to your post: i done goofed && i missed both Mike & Fuyumi’s...
actually mike’s was 11ths
i don’t think their birthdays are canon confirmed i just use the 10th cause i wanted him to be a virgo like me ~
i done goofed && i missed both Mike & Fuyumi’s birthday cause they were both last week.
“...You know why Toby’s overweight, don’tcha?”
Mike was carrying the massive Mastiff as he were a really, really big baby, bouncing him around a bit as he tested his weight.
“It’s cause you keep sneaking him treats when I’m not looking. Uh huh. Yeah. I know, Ash. I know.” He said, letting out a small groan as he shifted, setting the dog back down as he leaned against the wall, giving her a dramatic glare.
“You know what we do with puppy fatteners, Ash, d’ya know?”
He turned on his heel, nodding for her to follow her down the hall.
{ @hyakumcn }
Oh. She was lost.
She had been told that the 1-A dorms were just through the gate and make a left (or was it a right? Oh dear.)
She had just kept walking, and now, she was in front of a bunch of buildings that looked like dorms, but they all had threes, not ones. 3-A, 3-B, 3-C...
God. The first year dorms were probably well on the other side of campus...
Which way did she come from?
Shifting on the balls of her feet, she looked around, letting out a small sigh of relief at a vaguely familiar face.
“...Togata?” She called out, walking over to the man just as he was leaving his dorm building. “Hi, sorry, I don’t know if you remember me? Todoroki Fuyumi.” She hesitated, biting her lip “I just--geez, I wanted to surprise Shouto, but I think I’m...kind of hopelessly lost. Could you just, like, point me in the direction of the first year dorms?”
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UA was a big school, and Nedzu was a tiny principal.
Because of that, when all the students were in class, and he had somewhere he needed to get, he would limb into his little electric “All Might” jeep, and drive himself to wherever it was he needed to go.
Which was what he was doing today (on the turtle setting, because everyone knew the rabbit setting was much too fast for school), coasting down the halls at a very nice, moderate pace, when the whole thing started to stall.
“Oh, dear.” Nedzu pouted, trying to start the engine, only for it to give a sad sound. He climbed out, opening the plastic hood, and tsking. “Just as I suspected. I forgot to charge the batteries last night.” He turned, looking down the long hallway. This was much too far for a tiny mammal such as himself to walk. “I suppose I’m stuck here.”
Or, that’s what he thought, until he saw him rounding the corner. Yes! A savior!
“Eraserhead!” Nedzu called out, waving him over. “It’s me, the principal!” He said, jumping a bit. “Goodness, what luck I’m having, seeing you way out here.” He said, tapping the hood of his jeep. “It seems I’ve broken down. I don’t suppose you could give me a lift back to my office? I can have Blood collect the jeep later, not to worry about that.” He said, reaching his arms up for Aizawa to lift him, like an expectant toddler.
“There are so many kids aiming to become heroes, it’s like trying to count the stars. The strength of that resolve cares not for fame nor for namelessness. To assume the role of the leading part and look down on everyone else, if anything…
that’s how you get the tables turned on you.”
independent & semi-selective ms. joke from bnha, penned by alyssa! please like/reblog if you’re interested in rping!
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i guess i’m bringin’ nedzu back. finger guns
LATINO AND HISPANIC HERITAGE AND HISTORY MONTH STARTS SEPTEMBER 15 AND ENDS OCTOBER 15!
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“What if we… Combine Christmas and Halloween??”
“...I do really like Nightmare Before Christmas...”
send me a ✿ and i’ll generate a number.
If the generator is being lame, just choose something that works for the muses.
- aggressive/angry kiss
- all over kiss
- back kiss
- cheek kiss
- firm kiss
- shy kiss
- first kiss
- forehead kiss
- french kiss
- gentle kiss
- scar kiss
- hand kiss
- jawline kiss
- last kiss
- neck kiss
- rain kiss
- friendly kiss
- chaste kiss
- stomach kiss
- underwater kiss
- upside down kiss
- spin the bottle kiss
- an eskimo kiss
- butterfly kisses ( eyelash kiss )
- a kiss pressed to each fingertip
- a kiss on the hairline
- a kiss to the temples
- a kiss to the corner of the mouth
- a kiss to bruised skin
- a kiss on the knuckles
- Hot, Steamy kiss
- Forced Kiss
- Nose Kiss
- Gentle Peck
- Romantic Kiss
- Eyelid Kiss
- Collarbone Kiss
- Chest/Breast Kiss
- Kiss Along the Hips
- Navel Kiss
- Goofy Kiss
- Forceful Kiss
- Reunion Kiss
- Then there’s tongue
- Bear Hug
- Sleepy hug
- Cuddle hug
- Unreciprocated hug
- “Far too long since we’ve seen each other” hug
- From behind hug
- “Something scared me” hug
- The Lift hug
- One armed hug
- The Leg hug
- Friendly hug
- The emotional hug
- Failed hug
- Run and Jump hug
- Romantic hug
- Side hug
- Comforting hug
- Family hug
- Hug around waist
- Clinging hug
- ‘’Don’t let go’’ hug
- ‘’I thought I’d never see you again” hug
- Warm hug
- Awkward hug
- Cold hug
Miridork feels like (carefully) messing with his best friend. He approaches him from behind and raises his hand to stick it through the other's back. However, as soon as his hand touches his back, it doesn't go through it. Oh.... Right... He lost his quirk... // (for Tamaki) I'M SORRY
He froze at the hand on his back, turning his head and glancing behind him, a small sigh of relief coming from him once he realized it was just Mirio.
Oh. Wait. It was Mirio.
Tamaki turned to face him, noting the sad look on his face as he reached out to take Mirio’s still outstretched hand in his, a sunflower sprouting from his hand. He pulled it off, flinching only slightly as he set it in Mirio’s hand, tilting it so it was facing Mirio’s body.
“...y’know why they’re...called sunflowers.” He whispered, staring at the sunflower, his hand coming out to fiddle with the petals, before slowly pushing Mirio’s fingers shut around the stem. “...T-They, um, face...toward the sun.”
God, that was cheesy. Your pep talks could use work, Amajiki.
“...I thought you were amazing before we became the Big Three. Before you even had any control over your quirk.” He said mumbled, scratching the back of his head. “And I’ll...still think you’re amazing long after that.” He swallowed hard, pulling his hands back, suddenly worried that maybe his hands were sweating too much.
“A-And...Lemillion...he’s always...he’s always going to be my favorite hero, too. Because, as far as I’m concerned...he’s always been my hero...so...”