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Reb here, rebooting her Hero Killer Stain blog! If you want to please reblog this to spread around, that would be awesome!

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do you accept interactions from fan-characters?

I sure do, anon, but you must make sure I am following you first before approaching me. I always look at everyone’s about page/rules when they follow me. My rules also state that I’m MUTUALS ONLY on this blog! Nothing personal, it’s just what I’m comfortable with. :)

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The first thing I thought of after reading this  (plus a just Stain edit)

Artwork ©SweetRot(2018). Do not repost, redistribute, edit, etc. without my express and explicit permission. Characters depicted belong to Kohei Horikoshi. Original comic belongs to Kate Beaton.

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* VIOLENT ACTION STARTERS Send me a NUMBER for your muse to : 

001. — Backhand my muse. 002. — Stab my muse.  003. — Put out a cigarette on my muse’s skin. 004. — Hit my muse with a blunt object.  005. — Throw something large at my muse.  006. — Kick my muse. 007. — Punch my muse. 008. — Break one of my muse’s bones. 009. — Scratch my muse. 010. — Headbutt my muse. 011. — Shoot my muse. 012. — Knock my muse out. 013. — Strangle my muse. 014. — Push my muse roughly. 015. — Grab my muse by the hair. 016. — Bruise my muse. 017. — Threathen my muse with an object of harm.  018. — Go to harm my muse’s eyes. 019. — Bite my muse. 020. — Tear away parts of my muse’s skin. 021. — Force my muse’s head under water. 022. — Throw something scalding at my muse. 023. — Burn my muse. 024. — Step on my muse’s fingers. 025. — Rip one of my muse’s teeth out. 026. — Slash my muse’s achilles tendon ( s ). 027. — Clothesline my muse. 028. — Harm my muse enough for them to cough up blood.  029. — Drive into my muse with a vehicle. 030. — Electrocute my muse. 031. — Slam my muse against a wall. 032. — Force my muse’s arm behind their back. 033. — Kick my muse’s crotch. 034. — Trip my muse. 035. — Put my muse in a headlock. 036. — Break my muse’s nose. 037. — Force their fingers down my muse’s throat. 038. — Crack my muse’s head against a wall. 039. — Attempt to kill my muse. 040. — Attempt to kill my muse creatively.

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Starter call!

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Starter call!

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                              ��                solid hollow wrapped in hatred ;                                                  not a drop of venom wasted.

                                                                                                                       (  credit.  )

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"Big MEANIE energy" :^(

Tell me what “big _______ energy” I have | accepting!

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Do I need to stab u again bitch? 

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trchwik‌:

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[ ♛ ] ⚊ “Easy now. I won’t get in the way. You have something I don’t.. and that’s ambition. Don’t let that get in the way of progress, my friend.” He mused, stepping back. “What can I do to make your stay here more welcoming?”

The sudden sight of the orange haired man causes him to narrow his eyes in response to the man before him. He’s apparently used to these kinds of encounters. Ever since he broke out of prison, he had been getting this, but no one had quite approached him like this.

“ What makes you think I need some help to make my stay welcoming? “ He kept his hands at his side, staring at him. All Stain wanted was some peace and quiet. Nothing more, “ I’ve been able to handle everything on my own. “

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Tell me what “big _______ energy” I have

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Me, anxiously waiting for Stain to break out of prison.

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                 — this is tae back to writing this piece of trash again. in the process of revamping/dusting off the blog. but like && or reblog if you’d like to interact with this crusty emo who is not so secretly a todoroki. i need some more blogs to follow. thanks !!

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          And he’d caught wind of the self-proclaimed ‘hero killer.’ Something that would unnerve even the bravest hero ––– the mystery surrounding him only proceeded to fuel the seed of fear he’d planted in so many hearts.

       “––––you’re…” he can barely get out the words – say something. Say anything.                                        His look suddenly turns harsh.

             “–––don’t move, if you know what’s good for you.”

“ I’ve heard quite a bit about you, Aizawa Shota. “

THE HERO KILLER, while knowing fully well that the man in front of him was a force to be reckoned with, wasn’t seeming like he was on alert. Of course, he had no reason to truly fight him, but he realizes that people are much more different in person than in their reputation. 

Despite Stain not being tense, he could tell that he couldn’t say the same for his opponent. He’s seen this, multiple times, especially with the ones that were far too loud for their own good. The ones that would rebel until they were at the end of their very rope. They would beg for their own existence to be spared, but life is not simply that forgiving. He wasn’t that forgiving.

NO ONE COULD truly change their ways so quickly. He wonders if Aizawa was worthy of such things. 

“ Rumors, however, don’t truly show who people truly are. I wonder if you will be what the rumors tell you about. “He acknowledges the heroes that hide in the spotlight as some kind of respect. However, not everyone is what the chatter tells them to be, “ This is quite the honor. However, you must understand that I simply will not allow to let you take me in. I have a job to do. “

A sword was held in his hands, being prepared to be unsheathed in an instant if he decided to attack. 

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@skinpickd

      SO, THE HERO KILLER was not only rude, but he was UNGRATEFUL too. What a pity. Shigaraki scoffed, slipping from his place perched on a bar stool only to loom over Chizome where he lay on the bar– but not TOO closely. Tomura knew all too well what kind of damage Stain was capable of. “What? Would you rather be in jail?” Shigaraki tilted his head, almost unable to keep the corners of his lips from twitching into a grin. “Because that could be arranged, hero killer.”

“EASILY.” 

THE SUDDEN TENSION THAT he had felt with Shigaraki before when he had disintegrated his blade had reappeared, sending chills down the Hero Killer’s spine. He was never apparent with fear, and in fact, it had been a long time before that encounter before the great Hero Killer felt fear.

The pain in his body increased. He hadn’t been able to fully recover, and he still had a job to do. He couldn’t let himself die. At least, not yet.

A PAUSE FELL AS the tension increased, being ready for whoever cuts it off in a matter of seconds. True, Shigaraki Tomura was nothing but a pure manchild. However, there was a slight feeling that Stain had gotten from him that he couldn’t pinpoint. He does nothing but stares at the man. His eyebrows, staring down at the manchild.

“ No, that is not necessary. “ He speaks slowly, slight venom in his voice but not nearly as much as there was beforehand. 

A question pops into his mind wondering, “ Why did you save me, Shigaraki Tomura? “

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hewwo twin owo

“H-Hewwo fewwo hero kiwwer!”

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I’ve been brain-fried from studying so I redid Stain’s theme. Check it!

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Every time I am writing this paper, my muse for Stain jumps up.