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mindbinds‌:

i’ll post this at a reasonable time of day when people are actually awake! it’s been like a year, oofie.

hi everyone, long time no see! i don’t have everything set up yet but for anyone interested i’ll be making my uraraka into a blog of her own and archiving my other blogs, including this one. 

within the next few days i’ll be active over on @pararavity​

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i’ll post this at a reasonable time of day when people are actually awake! it’s been like a year, oofie.

hi everyone, long time no see! i don’t have everything set up yet but for anyone interested i’ll be making my uraraka into a blog of her own and archiving my other blogs, including this one. 

within the next few days i’ll be active over on @pararavity

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what the fuck is photoshop i’ll kill you

wow it really has been like…almost a year now huh y’all

but ANYWAY i was thinking of coming back as either ochaco or dabi?

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wow it really has been like...almost a year now huh y’all

but ANYWAY i was thinking of coming back as either ochaco or dabi?

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local man makes international move for a boy: WHAT HAPPENS NEXT WILL WARM YOUR HEART !!! follow if you like living legends, poodles, or gay disasters ! & i really mean like he could get lost while walking in a straight line but at least his shades are gucci. when he isn’t breaking world records he’s competing with katsudon for world’s sexiest dishes !

ind. viktor nikiforov of yuuri !!! on ice as cherished by tune ! 

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local man makes international move for a boy: WHAT HAPPENS NEXT WILL WARM YOUR HEART !!! follow if you like living legends, poodles, or gay disasters ! & i really mean like he could get lost while walking in a straight line but at least his shades are gucci. when he isn’t breaking world records he’s competing with katsudon for world’s sexiest dishes !

ind. viktor nikiforov of yuuri !!! on ice as cherished by tune ! 

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tired mannns

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so im working on my viktor blog...

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aight im makin it

ok i guess this would b super silly but would anyone follow if i made a victor from yoi?

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ok i guess this would b super silly but would anyone follow if i made a victor from yoi?

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Came for the muse I'm too shy to interact with, stayed for the mun that's just as chill as me.

even if i don’t follow you back I’d love to talk to you OOC! I love interacting & making friends

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what about my portrayal attracted you to my blog?

if you would like to be more specific – what made you stay?

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hi its a kda crossover

give my rarepair kids more love pls

also bonus evelynn glasses

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📓 Notes from the past semester from some of the Heroics specific courses.

❝ ━━ ✧ it’s a very nice action. shinsou isn’t used to such, eyes the notes for a moment before flipping open the front cover. he’s half-expecting them to be chaotic or some indiscernible mess but they’re far nicer than he would have thought. even half-bad they’d be more than what he has to work with now. it’s no secret that he’s lagging behind and badly. he’s aware of all the ways in which he’s deficient. these would help a lot but ... 

❛   thanks,   ❜ maybe a teacher told his classmate to share them. wouldn’t look good on the school to have anyone in the hero course not pulling their weight. aizawa’s personal interest in seeing him succeed is still something of a mystery ( a thrilling, warming one at that ) but it still all feels like it holds an edge of the surreal. like if he’s too greedy or too eager everything he’s been working towards will be snatched away.

another part of him simply states that it’s what the world owes him. at this point he deserves to be recognized.  ❛   when do you want these back ?  ❜

@anivoicehero

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“you shouldn’t be smoking.”

❝ ━━ ✧ the cigarette burns his lungs: not as much as the peaking morning light coloring his closed lids orange, nor the pain along his side, but its a nice distraction nonetheless. as if in direct opposition he takes a deeper breathe, practiced enough where he doesn’t struggle or wheeze for air. what had been an idle curiosity became habit. none of the other villains had given a shit when he’d started showing up with packs and a lighter. even if they had they woulnd’t have bothered to tell him to stop; being the kid who can make someone bend to their knees with a few words has managed to gain him some respect and distance. 

❛    we do a lot of things we shouldn’t. you come out here to lecture me ?  ❜ 

@naimitsuno

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wassup nerds

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naimitsuno‌:

               the sensation is unfamiliar and deeply unwelcome. he feels his body go weightless, his mind haze in a swoop of loss of control. he can’t move his own body – he can’t even move the feathers on his back that had always acted to him as extra limbs, perhaps even easier to control in his subconscious. there was nothing he could do under this quirk than stand slack-jawed and glaze eyed. this power was incredible and deeply terrifying. 

               even his voice sounded strong – loud and echoing in his head, commanding tone compelling obedience in the reverb. when he’s released from the chokehold of the quirk inhales quickly through his teeth, trying to hide the reaction of panic that sets in. he barely retains control of anything in his life; to lose control of his own person is a volt to his anxiety, the kind he couldn’t handle well. but he stifles it, buries it – focus on the problem in front of him, be the HERO he’s supposed to be. 

                 ‘ christ, kid. that’s quite the quirk. ’ he mumbles under his breath, and can’t help the hesitation in wanting to speak to him again. he’s so unsettling – but hawks is a hero, and he can’t just allow this child to ruin his life with these people. he walks up to him, the confident smirk returning to his lips, neatly covering the shaking of his hands in his pockets. 

               ‘ alright, so you’re like the don’t-fuck-with-me-type, huh? noted. —- are you who i’m meeting with today or are we waiting for someone still? ’ take it slow. keep up the act. 

❝ ━━ ✧ the hesitation is expected; the few moments the man needs to collect himself. people have different reactions: violent, outraged, afraid. his quirk’s been called a violation, a defilement in the act. even in that shinsou’s learned to see the acknowledgement that runs underneath it all like a pulse, steady. fear doesn’t quite equate to respect but it’s the closest thing he’s discovered yet. rendering this pro-hero wary and trembling is all too satisfying for words. the villain world has allowed shinsou to foster this part of himself that craves the subjugation of others. that crows so right with the control gained.

denying himself this has brought more grief than anything else. it’d only been a matter of time before he discovered the light. 

❛    just you and me. unless you don’t feel safe,  ❜ mockery and boredom, almost as if he doesn’t care for the answer. hawks - for he’s easy enough to recognize, shinsou might have idolized someone like him once - is trying to brush away the primal fear that was obviously thrumming through his body, even for an instance. 

a glance at the time reveals they need to get moving; the night air bites a frigid reminder that they should be indoors. shinsou crowds inwards upon himself in a futile try for warmth before stretching, feet pointed in the direction he came. ❛   follow me if you want.   ❜