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this blog is now archived ! find these muses + some more , over @femmaed !

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this blog is now archived ! find these muses + some more , over @femmaed !

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 i looked it up, you know. this HEAVINESS in my chest, i wanted to give this ache a name. except, there are no pain receptors in lungs.  //   private &. selective iida tenya as penned by jade 

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i have been informed that it is ALWAYS DAITEN LOVING HOUR. the rest of my life is dedicated to smooching daiten.

it is daiten loving hour give her all the smooches or i eat your socks. 

she’s over at @veroxins

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it is daiten loving hour give her all the smooches or i eat your socks. 

she’s over at @veroxins

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name change ! 

artemis – > cerberus !

if u have a nickname for me that relates to my other name , then keep it !

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@ecntrc​·  ﹥  midoriya , inko  ( friend )  continued. 

kiyoko sighs , nodding. she looks out the window of the cafe , at the passing world. ❝ i fear... ❞ she trails off , mind whirling , gears clicking into place. ❝ midoriya - sama. i am afraid of what will happen with our children. ❞ her tea is forgotten , she doesn’t need it anyways , as she stares the woman down.

 ❝ these villains seem to be a step ahead of every hero who has tried to stop them. and i fear that  if our children truly get hurt , or worse , die , then i fear what will happen. ❞ she ends in a hushed voice , throat going dry. she may be a hero , but she was a mother first and foremost and she would kill for her daughter. and she had no doubt in her mind that the woman sitting across from her would do the same.

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@veroxins·  ﹥  shimura , daiten  ( daughter )

smiles , coming from her son was a rare thing , and kiyoko cherished each and every one of them. her fingers lingered over the soft baby face of her son , a picture long forgotten in a packed away notebook. she sat on her knees , legs folded under her , as she unpacked the meager boxes. the apartment was shitty , but getting her agency to fix her schedule was slowly getting more paychecks into her account , soon they’d be able to upgrade , maybe somewhere closer to u.a , daiten was there after all - daiten ! the doorbell rang , but kiyoko was already lunging out of the master bedroom , ren in his play pen in the living room , playing with a paw bengie lended him through the bars. kiyoko skidded down the hall and barely stopped in front of the door. 

she took a breath and swung it open  ,grinning brightly.  ❝ daiten ! hi sweetheart ! ❞ she moved to let her daughter in , followed by a few of her friends. she closed the door and lingered in the doorway of the living room , watching as daiten barely said anything to her , and cooed over ren. kiyoko smiled and moved away , passing the hallway calendar. her eyes fell upon the date and a sad smile replaced her fake one. ❝ happy mother’s day , self. ❞ and she went back to unpacking. 

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M; boops nosie

( @0lig0 ) 

miko scrunches her nose. she opened dull yellow eyes to look at the cat girl. ❝ what was that for? ❞ her voice , raspy and soft , forcing the words past large fangs , past a forked tongue. 

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✍️ Pass my muse a note // you pick muse n_n

meme / accepting ! 

mikuro clicks , a sharp , but quiet noise , one of surprise , when irey puts the small piece of paper on her desk. she carefully unfolds it , tail swishing. a sharp violet floods mikuro’s dark skin , a blush , of her unnatural blood and fire. she checks the box and passes it back. 

WILL YOU GO TO THE DANCE WITH ME ? 

YES [ X ] NO [   ] 

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❛❛ Please just… just hold me. ❜❜

meme / accepting ! 

mari smiled softly and held the smaller girl to her. she slowly petted the vibrant red hair , murmuring soft praises. mari was no good at comforting , not when she herself had so little worries. but for irey? for irey she would do anything. it’s what friends do , after all.

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❝ i’m on your side ❞ ruslan to mari

meme / accepting !  

mari adjusted her mask , the vibrant blue contrasting her pale hair. she nods. ❝ good to have you here. now i need a little help. i’ve run outta water and i need some more. no need to worry about the salt. ❞ her water gauge was fucked , so it never alerted her of the low water until she was out , in the middle of a fight. luckily , her salt packets were still intact.

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❛❛ I’m sorry. I should have asked first, just… it reminded me of you. ❜❜ emery to mari

meme / accepting !

the girl smiles. she shakes her head , her blonde braids flying around. ❝ nah! it’s cool , emery - chan! i like them! ❞ pretty pink clips , she carefully takes them from the other girl and clips them in her hair.

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" what do you know ? " from ryu to etsuko

( @falchics ) 

the old hero sighs. she knows that voice , one she had not heard for many a year. ❝ ryota - kun. long time no hear. ❞ she shook her head. ❝ about being a villain? ❞ he was always so punctual , so to the point. it made her proud , but tired her. he had no manners. ❝ i am afraid to say that i don’t have that experience. ❞

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Kisses Ki's silly nose.

( @fstfrwrd ) 

the hero blinks at the speedster’s bold move before grinning. ❝ how sweet! thank you irey! ❞ a soft laugh breaks her lips as she covers her mouth , an old habit.

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it was rare to get such affections from the man, but after seeing ren TRAIN with the longsword hajime couldn't help but feel PROUD. his lips pull into a small smile as he ruffles rens hair, " you did a good job. "

( @falchics ) 

ren was going to be honest , he hadn’t even realized his father was there. he was very attuned to noises , his mother never making any and his father very good at not making it. so he startled when his father ruffles his hair , his fist clenching around the hilt of his practice sword. ❝ oh. thanks. ❞

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@giantmens·  ﹥  gigantomachia  ( friend )  

toga , the knife child , had been lucky that she withdrew. or else her blood would stain their claws and her flesh in their belly. they tilt their head up , backing up when big other grabs their scruff. a low whine builds in their throat as they are lifted. their tail curls and their paws hang loose. they want to snarl and bare their teeth , strike out against the other. but they cannot. they hang limp and pliant. and they hate it. daughter calls out , worry evident in her voice.