#razor sharp

[anotherwvba]

Art Goal Achieved

One of my goals when I started drawing was to draw versions of my OC's that I was truly happy with. I finally feel like I've done that and I want to share the results. But first, I owe a few people my thanks.

@lukasdoodles, you've been an inspiration and mentor to me! I appreciate it and hope you don't mind my continued annoyances.

@sukipershipper and @cherryrollarts, working with you two, and with Lukas, on various commission orders has served to spark my creativity in a myriad of ways and I appreciate it a lot.

@ohshy, @maks-punchout-hyperfixtion, and @urlocaldemonthatlikeslemons, bouncing ideas around with you three is so much fun and I hope to continue doing that a lot more often.

And @cyrah-is-cool101, thank you for being my first big supporter, my "editor" helping me stay on track, and for allowing Star Mika to be a part of my fic. I genuinely can't think of my story without Mika being a part.

Alright, on to the art, after the break...

l-r: Niki Binary, Cutie Hondo, Skye Ivy, Reina Adora, Gemma Golden, Star Mika (thanks @cyrah-is-cool101), Luna Doll, and Razor Sharp.

[destinyc1020]

Yep..... The Side Profile is STILL there! 😊

[quirkwizard]

Do you think you could do Jet and Razor Sharp together?

New Quirk Name: Cutter Wind

This Emitter type Quirk allows the user to make small, two-foot blades from both of their forearms. The user is able to move their breath from their body and out of their blades. This empowers the effects of the air passing through them and makes for short, but powerful bursts able to cut bricks. The user can manipulate these effects through moving around their blades, such as thrusting the blade forward to dash or swinging them around to make a cutting tornado. This gives the user a good mix of offense and mobility, able to unleash powerful bursts of speed and cutting power as they wish. They can dash around an area, cut at foes from afar, slash at attacks before they land, destroy the terrain in order to get around, or just stab someone normally. Though this does require the user to have control over their breathing in order to manipulate the blade. The usage of their Quirk is limit to the arms, making them obvious targets.

[xruiiii-blog]

damn Swiss really put the WORK in. Yes sir.

[theatikstore]

TheAtik Store - Knives

All the knives are manufactured to last for many years of daily use. The blades are made of hardened steel and polished by hand to a mirror-like finish. To that wonderful process, we add the all-wood handles. The handle for each knife is created according to the shape and purpose of the knife. The wood we use is carefully selected and designed to match the blade line flow. Together, the metal and the wood form a perfect and harmonious item. The knives are only for personal use in the purpose of supporting your needs in a peaceful and loving way. Please keep them out of reach of children and enjoy. We are thankful for your loving support.

[britishhiphop]

Late - Razor Sharp [Video]

UK Hip Hop heavyweight Late is back with his highly anticipated new album, “A League Of My Own“. This latest project showcases Late’s razor-sharp lyricism and distinctive production style, setting the standard for excellence in the UK rap scene. “A League Of My Own” features twelve expertly crafted tracks that blend thought-provoking storytelling with hard-hitting beats. Late takes the reins on…

[themissavixen]

Fragile, These Teeth Are Razor Sharp

Been Through, Been Through The Vortex

Dissolve And Disintegrate

[anotherwvba]

Finding Your Place, pt. 6

Trays clicked and clacked like machine gun fire. Laughter and shouts echoed. The occasional plate breaking on the floor like a grenade scattering shrapnel. To say the WVBA Cafeteria during the peak lunchtime rush was akin to a battlefield would not be an understatement.

This Thursday was no exception. It was just a little past noon and there was scarcely an empty seat to be found. Support staff were in scattered pockets, either catching up or conducting business at working lunches. Boxers and coaches alike were scarfing down meals to keep their energy up for their afternoon workouts.

Amidst all of this chaos was Razor Sharp. Still dressed in her workout gear, an orange sports bra and green shorts, she surveyed the room, looking for an empty seat. Any empty seat.

As she weaved her way through the tables and patrons, she picked up bits and pieces of the scenes unfolding around her.

Von Kaiser was sitting at a corner table, soup on the table, looking over a bunch of paperwork with Niki Binary and Luna Doll. Razor made a quick mental note.

Studying with Von Kaiser, huh? This could be more fun than I thought.

Glass Joe and King Hippo were engaged in some conversation that had them both quite excited. Joe was quite animated as Hippo was in the process of demolishing a literal mountain of grilled chicken.

Skye Ivy and Star Mika seemed to be watching some cartoon on a tablet as they ate their lunches. Mika was pointing out something on screen as Skye nodded studiously.

The loudest table saw Aran Ryan holding court with a crew of rookies. While most of the newbies were joining in with Aran as he laughed a little too loud at his own jokes, two men, a young blonde that clearly had money and a blue-collar looking guy with reddish-brown hair were carrying on their own conversation, occasionally side-eyeing Aran and shaking their heads.

Jazzy Jamboree, the WVBA’s lead announcer, was sitting with Mr. Sandman. They both had laptops on the table, Razor catching a glimpse of voice over copy on her dad’s screen. He caught a glimpse of his baby girl, smiled, and shot her a quick wink.

Her legendary father would be ringside for her WVBA debut a week from Saturday, calling the action. It was a fact, and a pressure, that wasn’t lost on her.

After wading through tables and chairs, seemingly all of them full to capacity, Razor spotted an empty seat. Sitting alone at a table near the center of the cafeteria, decked out in a Kamen Rider Ryuki t-shirt and simple black leggings was Cutie Hondo. 

She was studying a tablet on a stand in front of her on the table, scribbling notes with one hand and picking through her bento box with the other. Razor could see on the tablet King Hippo’s latest match. It had been an exhibition against the RBC’s Tank Thrasher. Thrasher, a former crocodile wrestler, gave it his all, easily faster than the sluggish Minor Circuit Champ, but he’d underestimated Hippo. It was a mistake that led to Thrasher on the canvas before long.

Cutie paused the video, her eyes narrowing. “He likes to load up a hook when he ducks. Leaves him open on one side. I bet nii-san can bait that and then…” Quickly, she started scribbling notes in Japanese on her pad.

“Yo, you mind if I sit here?” Razor’s voice was confident, but kind, as she drew Cutie’s attention. “Ain’t a single empty seat in here don’t smell like barbeque sauce and bruised egos.”

A quick laugh nearly made Cutie do a spit take. She smiled and gestured to the chair across from her. “You’re Razor Sharp? Right? Please, sit! It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.”

“Appreciate that, but do me a favor?” Razor slid her tray down and pull out the chair, “Unless we set the throw hands soon, it’s Sahara.”

“Hai, Sahara it is.” Cutie giggled and took a sip of her tea. “Niki’s the same way. If she’s got her lanyard on, it’s Nicole. And she’s serious about it, too. She threatened to throw a cinnamon bun at me the last time I called her ‘Binary’ outside of the ring or the gym.”

Razor, or Sahara, stabbing her fork into her grilled chicken and chuckled. “Aight, seriously girl, how does anybody keep names straight ‘round here? Most of us got names that makes us sound like a toy commercial.”

“Right?” Cutie smiled in agreement, “I mean, I get merchandising and stuff, Cutie Hondo is a more marketable name than Kyoko Kobayashi, but man. It took me a month to remember everyone’s real name and ring name.”

Sahara took a few bites as Cutie continued on with her studies before Sahara’s curiosity got the better of her. “I saw you’re watchin’ King Hippo fights. Don’t really see whatcha gon’ learn from him that’s gonna help you. You two ain’t exactly the same style, ya’ know?”

“Oh, no. This isn’t for me,” Cutie rubbed her eyes for a moment. “I’m scouting to help my brother Koji. He’s got a title shot next week and I wanted to help. So, Coach ‘Cane asked me to look for holes in Hippo’s game.”

“Koji is Piston, right?” Sahara leaned forward, eyes focusing on the fight playing out on Cutie’s tablet.

Cutie nodded as she paused the video and scribbled another note, “Yep. Coach ‘Cane passed the name down to him. Nii-san puts a lot on himself, carrying Piston Hurricane’s name into the ring. But, he knows what it means and tries to live up to it.”

Sahara was silent for a moment as Cutie continued writing. “Hippo always looks so slow, but he’s not. He tries to catch you with a real sudden shot, short and strong, to stun you. Then, he can just lay in with power punches. Nii-san’s got to be careful. If he gets carried away…”

“He’ll get carried out,” Sahara nodded, finishing the thought, then her voice softened. “Really cool of you. Doing recon for your bro.”

Cutie looked down with a bashful smile. “He’s my brother… and I like helping. I can’t be in his corner during his fights anymore, being on the roster myself and all, but I still want to be there for him, you know?”

“I…” Sahara leaned back, fiddling with her fork. Her eyes searched the room absently, focused on nothing in particular. “I wish I did.”

An awkward moment passed, Sahara taking a deep, steadying breath as Cutie tried to read her expression.

Sahara exhaled and looked at Cutie with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Must be nice. Having your brother’s back. Knowing he’s got yours.”

Cutie blinked in confusion, Sahara’s change in tone obvious. “Sahara? Is there…”

“Don’t sweat it,” Sahara half-laughed. It was a humorless, sad sound. “Just some family drama. Nevermind it.”

“Sahara, um,” Cutie set down her pen, meeting Sahara’s eyes with a warm look. “If you need to talk, I’ve got some experience with brother problems?”

That caught Sahara off guard, “What the hell makes you think…”

A calm, friendly smile formed on Cutie’s face as she shrugged. “Lucky guess? Look. We’re the only two little sisters in the league. No judgement, but I know that vibe.”

Exhaling a deep breath, Sahara nodded slowly. “Aight, that checks out. But, girl, I don’t know you like that. This ain’t the kinda talk you have with a chick you just met.”

“Fair enough,” Cutie chuckled. “But, we’ve both got big brothers in the WVBA. Maybe we could form some sort of… I don’t know… support group? Book club? Biker gang?”

Sahara’s eyes narrowed. “How do you go from book club to…”

“I don’t know, but you get the idea,” Cutie waved dismissively.

Their table went quiet for another moment.

Sahara’s muttering broke the silence, “Yeah, I guess I do.”

The silence stretched for a few moments, both girls eating bits of their lunches. Eventually, Sahara glanced up, “You and, uh, Koji ever get into it?” Her tone was casual, the question was a probing one.

Cutie’s genuine laughter startled a few neighboring tables. “Gomen! Gomen!” She quickly apologized and nodded in the direction of those she’d disturbed before looking back to Sahara. “God, yes. All siblings do! We’ve yelled and argued and fought. One time, he hid my Kamen Rider Black CD and I didn’t talk to him for a month! But… but, we always pull it back, talk it out, and that’s that.”

Sahara’s gaze went distant. She looked like a weight had settled on her shoulders as she slumped in her chair ever so slightly.

“I’ll make you a deal,” Cutie’s eyes brightened, a mischievous smirk slowly forming.

“I’m listening,” Sahara leaned forward, interest piqued.

“Alright,” Cutie nodded, “I’ll tell you about the biggest, dumbest fight I ever had with Piston if you tell me what’s going on with you and Sand…”

Sahara’s hand slammed into the table with a resounding bang. Cutie’s tablet fell flat, plates and silverware rattled, and every eye in the cafeteria turned their way.

“That ain’t his name!” Sahara’s body was drawn tighter than a kite string in a hurricane.Her eyes flashed, sharp and raw. And everyone that looked toward them slowly looked away.

Cutie’s eyes went wide at the sudden shift, but Sahara held up an apologetic hand, “Yo, we’re good. That ain’t on you. I just… Andre ain’t earned that name. Sandman is our dad.”

“I understand,” Cutie nodded, her voice quiet, “Andre it is. I’m sorry I…”

“Nothin’ to apologize for,” Sahara straightened her now disheveled tray. “But… that deal… still stand?”

“Of course, it does.” Cutie smiled warmly.

It took a moment. A long moment. “Ya know,” Sahara finally allowed the slightest of smiles, “I might be down with talkin’ to another little sister ‘round here.”

Star Mike is an OC belonging to @cyrah-is-cool101 and is used with permission.

Jazzy Jamboree is an OC belonging to @sukipershipper and is used with permission.

[quirkwizard]

Crystallization x Razor Sharp?

New Quirk Name: Razor Crystals

This Transformation type Quirk allows the user to make sharp, jagged crystals around their body that resemble blades. These crystals are heavy and have a lot of heft behind them. This weight gives the crystals a lot of power. The user can cut into targets easily, such as being able to cut into stone with ease. The crystals work to protect the user as well and are capable of blocking bullets. The user has a minor control over where and how the blades are formed around themselves. This gives the user a good tool for combat, able to cleave into foes with their jagged crystals while simultaneously protecting themselves from harm. If nothing else, the user can always blind people with the crystals they made. Though the crystals are rather heavy. And while the user can move with them, they can get in the user's way and deal undue damages if they are not careful. The crystals can still end up being broken, leaving the user defenseless.

[endlesscelestialbeauty]

[lowpolyanimals]

Pin Head from Quest 64

[shrimp-and-rice]

[superbat-lmao]

Bruce gets hit with a spell that makes his outward appearance reflect how he thinks of himself.

Most of the JL is stunned, his kids are unruffled because at least his consciousness is in his own body, and Clark realizes a couple of things about himself.

[possumpawzz]

Doomed yuri squad