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Indie Hizashi Yamada (aka Present Mic) rp blog for My Hero Academia - -Muse and Mun 25+ - OCs welcome - NSFW Friendly - Multiship blog (with chemistry!) - Not Spoiler Free (for Manga and Anime) - Written by Bex - Started 8-12-18
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Happy birthday to our voice hero! Don’t drink too much ;)
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“I’m going to the bar for my birthday~~~ bless the weekend!!!!”
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“You know who is an underrated hero? 
Mumen Rider. He’s a powerful hero who never gives up. Love that guy.”
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Yup, it was that conversation. Nemuri always hated this conversation. 
“I would prefer to be dating to, but…you know I don’t really like being exclusive.” Nemuri was visibly tense, because this was usually the time she got dumped. Or they would pretend to be ok with it for awhile and then dump her. Honestly she preferred to get dumped right away so she didn’t get her hopes up.
He almost made a smart and sarcastic comment, faking shock, but decided based on her expression now wasn’t the time. It was time for more Takoyaki as he decided what to say. 
“I’m fine with that- knew that going in. You know I don’t have a lot of free time, and I value my work- it would be like you telling me to give up one of my jobs to date you. Not gonna happen.” He offered with a shrug, fingers tapping on his beer. Come on, he’d known Nemuri forever, if that was going to be a deal-breaker he wouldn’t have gotten into sleeping with her.
“So nothing’s changed- cool. Good talk, glad we freaked out over this.” He answered dryly, reaching for his beer.
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"Is it that odd to say we are dating without making it explicitly clear? We go on dates and spend time together... Do you want something more casual from me?" Seems like they were having this conversation now. "I'd prefer to be dating you but we should settle on what that entails?" He asked, turning to face her more fully.
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"What do you mean, we've been going out for a while now...but we were friends before that in high school so it's silly you never came to see the Yamada family when I talked about you all the time to my parents is all. " He looked at her, more confusion on his face. "Seriously are you okay, you're acting weird..." He didn't understand what was going on in her head right now, but he was more confused than ever.
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He was about to put a piece of Takoyaki in his mouth but paused. “Nemuri- we’ve been friends for years I’m honestly surprised you haven’t met them by now.” He gave her an odd look, really confused and honestly, a little hurt. He went for the beer instead, masking it with alcohol.  “It’s not like you’re a new concept to them or anything…” He grumbled.
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He was about to put a piece of Takoyaki in his mouth but paused. “Nemuri- we’ve been friends for years I’m honestly surprised you haven’t met them by now.” He gave her an odd look, really confused and honestly, a little hurt. He went for the beer instead, masking it with alcohol.  “It’s not like you’re a new concept to them or anything...” He grumbled.
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He’d been getting ready to get up and try to salvage his pride- maybe video chat with his parents and ask for advice on what to do with this whole soulmate thing. They had already sent him consoling texts that he’d done really well and they hoped he was okay, and that had embarrassed him further. Everyone had seen that mess... what was he going to do? He was in the midst of forming a recovery plan for his pride when a knock on the door alerted him to a presence and he’d turned to see... him.
Hizashi smiled, even though it hurt to do so, and gave a wave. With his glasses off, everything was its rightful hue and he got a chance to look over the other teen without the fear of an incoming boot to the face. The teen’s taciturn words earned a laugh and another wince- shit he must look a sight. Bruising all over his face, hair mussed up, his sunglasses were broken revealing his red eyes... romance movies and stories never told it like this. Meeting your soulmate was supposed to rock not... hurt and be incredibly awkward.
“Eh, I got distracted, I totally deserved it. Congrats by the way, I was listening in on the radio- but the announcer could have done a waaaaay better job commentating, I could hardly tell what was going on half the time! Total amateur.”
He realized he was probably being too loud and obnoxious, and just fidgeted with his hands a bit. What could he say? Hi, I’m Yamada Hizashi and you made me see color before you beat me to a pulp? Yeah right....Fuck this was super embarrassing. There needed to be a manual for shit first soulmate meetings. He was going to write one if he didn’t die of awkwardness first.
He tried again. “You were really impressive out there. Half of your competition didn’t know what to do once you stopped their Quirks from working, that’s really something! People rely so much on their abilities taking them away does quite a number on them. You’re gonna be an awesome hero one day with a Quirk like that.” He offered completely and one hundred percent earnestly, grimacing as his usual exuberant facial expressions just hurt to pull off. Ugh, this just wasn’t working. Just, try to mention it casually or something.
“Its cool that when your Quirk’s working your irises go red. It matches my eyes, you know? Haven’t met a lot of people with red eyes, so it’s kinda nice- ugh. This isn’t working. Sorry, I’m feeling really lame right now and everything still hurts but you’re my soulmate and I don’t know if I’m yours and I’m sorry that I didn’t give you my all when we were fighting but you were super distracting because you’re cool and tough and hot and I can’t believe I’m so lucky but this all ended up going south and now you probably think I hate you or you hate me and everything sucks.” It was all coming out in a rush, Hizashi tossing his heart out on his sleeve. 
[Continued from Here] @screaming-meme-machine Of all the times for something as illogical as feelings to crop up and throw a twist to his day - and after coming so far already. It happened so suddenly, like someone just wiped away the greyscale of everyday life and you realized you had been seeing everything wrong all along. Thankfully for Aizawa, his focus and determination when it came to a goal was damn hard to shake. Not only did he have to win each match, he was going to show what he could do beyond any doubt. Even if that meant beating this guys ass, he wasn’t about to let something emotional and illogical take away his win.
If anything, Aizawa found himself all the more motivated after that bout. He wanted this over fast - wanted to let his eyes and mind adjust to how different everything looked now without having to dodge moves or calculate split second strategy. The crowd fed that he was pulling out all the stops by the announcer - of course he wasn’t. He was just in a damn hurry and these protracted fights were more annoying than entertaining to him. Even when he took his place on the podium and that coveted number one spot - he simply gave a little wave and waited until they were done the formalities so he could vanish from the field and the crowd. He didn’t have much in the way of friends, so he didn’t really have anyone he cared to celebrate with. Of course, there was someone he supposed he should pay a visit to.  
He nodded to a few folks in passing, stopped a faculty member to ask how the blonde guy was and if he was still resting in the recovery room. He knocked at the door lightly as a heads up, poking his head into the room and catching sight of the one he’d come looking for before joining him quietly.
“…Sorry if I got carried away…”
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"It's just sweet and very much appreciated." He curls his arms around her, chin leaning on her shoulder as he hugs her from behind. "You know I love a good bit of flattery."
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“Why is that so surprising? And that’s just what I can say to a random person. Think of how much more I can say in private.”
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BNHA Drama CD #5
rIGHT so apparently someone uploaded the full version of the 5th Drama CD of BNHA! The characters included in this one are Aizawa, Present Mic, and All Might. 
I tried translating this the other day for Tandem, but I thought some of you guys would want this too!
YEAH SO I’m!! Not at all fluent in Japanese, I’m self-taught so like. Some of these might be wrong/inaccurate and a fewwww stuff I p much skipped AND also I got pretty lazy towards the end lmao, please forgive me
ANYWAY!! I’ll be putting this under a cut for length! Sorry @ mobile users if the read more doesn’t work hfjsf
Ok so they’re having their orders taken and
Aizawa: Oi! What are you drinking?
Mic: Extra large beer!
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1: the one where you only see color once you meet your soulmate.
It should have been the most embarrassing day of his life. He’d gotten quite far in the sports festival, into the final match-ups as a matter of fact. He was cocky- a high school student with this much control over his abilities already was tough to beat, and it was easy enough to incapacitate his fellow classmates to get ahead. He just hadn’t anticipated that when he’d been face to face with the boy across from him that his world would bloom into a shocking yellow tinted nightmare.
He’d been so surprised by it, he wasn’t able to recover and had gotten his ass kicked, badly, by the one person who was supposed to mean the most to him on live television. The dark haired teen had even shattered his nose and jaw and as Hizashi looked up at him from the edge of the ring he could see the blood red of his eyes fade back to black and he was smitten.
He’d rather be out there to witness the rest of the event, but right now he was nursing his pride with an ice pack in the clinic. He should have been embarrassed, but was mostly just impressed as his supposed soulmate went on to decimate every other opponent he came across. Hizashi had begged to listen to the broadcast as the lingering soreness of his bruised face throbbed, to hear his other half, a boy by the name of Aizawa Shouta, become the winner of the sports festival.
He’d listened as the announcer gushed about the surprise of a general ed student managing such a thing- and he lay back with an overdramatic sigh and a wince. General Education? He was wasted there… and it meant that Hizashi was going to have a hell of a time talking to him. Would he even want to talk to Hizashi? He hadn’t reacted at all at the intro of the announcer, when Hizashi’s own color punched him in the irises. Maybe he was destined to just be sad and in love with someone who thought nothing of him.
Boy that would just be his luck, wouldn’t it? He looked at the bland clinic- wanting to go see the world now that it was a technicolor wonderland, and itching to go out and find Aizawa. Maybe he was just shy or something…
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soulmate au prompts.
send a number for a starter / drabble based off a specific soulmate au!  most are taken from this list.  feel free to add more if you want!  (can also be adapted to fit poly ships!)
the one where you only see color once you meet your soulmate.
the one where you have your soulmate’s name written on your body.
the one where you and your soulmate have matching marks on your bodies.
the one where you and your soulmate have matching marks and the marks glow when you’re near your soulmate.
the one where you don’t know your soulmate until you touch them.
the one where when you dream you’re seeing whatever your soulmate is currently experiencing.
the one where you and your soulmate share an emotional link.
the one where your soulmate’s first words to you are written on your body.
the one where your soulmate’s last words to you are written on your body.
the one where you have a timer on your wrist that counts down to when you meet your soulmate.
the one where soulmates share extreme physical sensation — if one gets hurt, the other gets hurt, and etc.
the one where soulmates can heal each other’s injuries.
the one where only your soulmate can kill you.
the one where color appears on your body wherever your soulmate first touches you.
the one where every lie your soulmate tells you appears on your skin.
the one where anything written on your skin appears on your soulmate’s skin as well.
the one where your soulmate’s name is on one wrist and your enemy’s name is on the other and you have no clue which is which.
the one where whenever you get a song stuck in your head, it’s because your soulmate is singing it.
the one where soulmates are reincarnated and keep finding each other throughout their different lives.
the one where you don’t know your soulmate until you hear them say your name.
the one where you can talk to your soulmate in dreams.
the one where it’s impossible to lie to your soulmate.
the one where once you meet your soulmate, it’s physically uncomfortable to be apart from them for too long.
the one where you have a compass on your body that leads you to your soulmate.
the one where you have the date you’ll meet your soulmate on your wrist.
the one where you have the date your soulmate will die on your wrist.
the one where you can transfer any injuries/pain your soulmate has onto yourself.
the one where some people can see the red string of fate and follow it to their soulmates.
the one where your soulmate’s ghost haunts you when they die.
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cheshire-hero‌:
Yukina cringed at the noises, but she forced herself to smile. It was always weird for her to answer this question. But she grit her teeth to bear with it.
“It’s also more dangerous for civilians. And not just because of villains. I could go into my "tragic backstory”. But it’s a dumb story. Long story short, I wanted to defend myself and show people that no one has the right to harm an innocent person.“ She smiled, happy with her explanation. But now it was her turn for a question. "So what about your DJ job? What made you want to do that?”
Oh, she was pretty good, but he got a physical reaction, so the game was over. No point getting her distracted or hurting her hearing just to see if her hearing was better than a human’s- which it was. Better to keep her sharper senses focused on hearing crime rather than himself.
“Music’s always been really important to me, and I was gunning for entertainment as a back up option if being a Hero didn’t pan out. Mom always told me to have a back-up in case I was injured in the line of duty. But the radio career panned out first and becoming a Hero came out because of that. So I owe my Hero career to my time at the Station. Then teaching just sort of fell onto that and I couldn’t say no!” 
He probably should have said no, stretched as thin as he was, but he was one of the most decent English speakers in the school, and leaving would feel way too wrong. What was he supposed to do with free time anyway?”
“What about education then, is that a passion? You’re good with the students, not everyone has that talent.” A certain dark haired insomniac came to mind.
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Yukina wasn’t going to give in. Nope. She was particularly careful about not twitching her ears. But God was it annoying! She was tempted to use her volume device to just straight up block him out. But being on patrol, that would have been a bad idea. Instead, she decided to try and distract the man with conversation.
“So Mic, what made you decide to be a pro hero in the first place?” Yukina asked, hoping it would get him talking.
Ah, a pause in the game, she had a question. Why he wanted to be a hero, hmm? Pretty cookie cutter if he was going to be honest... he’d answered that question dozens of times in interviews. Was she trying to throw him off? Hah, she’ll have to try harder than that. Still- best to indulge her a bit.
“You know how it is, a kid grows up seeing people like All Might and wants to be just like him, you know? I have a quirk well suited to taking down Villains, and everyone loves a loud and boisterous hero. Suppose it was always meant to be, you know? What about you? The world’s gotten more dangerous for heroes, what made you so keen?”
aaaaand begin the noise, dipping higher and lower and higher like some strange and irksome rollercoaster of noise.
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Happily unimpeded by shirt, he moved his hands to her chest, letting his fingers flick over her piercings, fiddling with the jewelry, occasionally giving a small tug or a slight twist like he liked it, loving the contrast of the metal to her skin. He was so glad she had healed up nicely from this.
He shuddered and lost his focus for a moment or two when he felt her hand on the toy, teasing at the base, and he pushed back briefly to her touch, but shook his head a bit, grinning. “Come on, you think I do anything by halves, Nemuri? Go big or go home...” 
When her palm slid around to his cock he let twitched against her hand, already fairly hard with both the stimulation from the toy and him rutting against her, and he let out a low, appreciative hum against her neck, teeth scraping at the flesh there, intent to leave a small army of hickies both plainly visible and not like an absolute jerk.
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They’d been on patrol for about an hour and Mic had taken to a new pastime. See how high he could sing that Yukina could hear him. He was being careful with it, only doing it rarely, but he was hitting levels that he couldn’t even hear well anymore, and watching those ears for any sign of twitching or movement. 
His regular grin plastered on his face, he was having... quite the time. 
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“Summer opens up so many more opportunities for things like this..” He agreed amicably, adjusting his position just a bit and huffing out a sigh as the toy nudged inside of him, but it let him more neatly fit his crotch against hers, dragging himself against her as he let his teeth and lips move down along her neck towards her collarbone. 
He moved his hands to her waist and slid her shirt up, intent on baring her skin enough to get his hands on her piercings. He hadn’t been able to play as much with them as they had been healing- but now... now they were all healed up and he was very happy about that. 
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