#voiceofglory

[sonicmega]

Don’t mind me, just giving @ask-thebedfellows an audio version of this for @PixulKat!

Audio is (c) me

Bedfellows is (c) their owners.

[kenkaikorou]

You remind me of a very angry, very explosive pomeranian.

( You remind me of... || [via.] || still accepting )

      ‘ I don’t see it. ‘

[jokyosuru]

voiceofglory replied to your post: While Aizawa is sleeping, an attempt is made to...

A whisper sounds from Shouta’s side. “But it’s funny.”

     There’s a pause as he realizes who’s voice it is. “Hizashi if you value your life you better start running.”

[ivoryspill]

@voiceofglory

[τχτ]→✉ Hizashi | So. [τχτ]→✉ Hizashi | Unsolicited question but [τχτ]→✉ Hizashi | I heard you left work to hit the prison.

[τχτ]→✉ Hizashi | Was that about that league guy they captured. 

[erasershouta]

voiceofglory replied to your post “”

Puts on a black wig. "Hey Shouta... it's me, your twin. Wow this is so uncanny. Like looking into a mirror."

your e.raserhead c.osplay is terrible.

[mama-inko-a]

OOC

Brilliant idea, I’ll consume it and gain it’s power maybe then I won’t get locked out of my own darn house.

[jesca-collage]

[lalunencire-blog]

@voiceofglory \ x

     With his teachers attention now, Shihai seemed to grow momentarily shy despite his usual nature of ‘sass’, even with teachers. He had to consider again how he planned to ask such a simple question that actually lingered with him, but soon enough, his hands would lift to sign to Mic.

‘Sensei, did you design your own hero outfit?’

     A simply enough question, but one that was rather important to Shihai in all actuality.

[erasureeyes-blog]

      Google search: ‘what are the mohawks that birds have called’

[cconfession-a-blog]

voiceofglory replied to your post: ☃☄ YO HATBOYYYYYYY

I do love that dash fuckery, and you’re totally right about your momomuse! I should also make Mic here a villain verse sometime, but when I try and conceptualize such a thing, it’s like every nerve in my body is all ‘NOT MY BOY.’ pfffft.

COME OVER TO THE DARK SIDE, PRESENTATION MICHAEL.

[ivoryspill]

voiceofglory replied to your post: I made…. some christmas cookies.  Some reindeer……...

“Give me the fattest santa cookie you have. Look at my face, Shouta, I’m not messing around here.” Hizashi gestured at his serious expression.

     ....Aw, that was.... kind of cute. 

Having a look at the already decorated cookies on the cooling rack, he settles on a slightly malformed Santa Claus whose iced face seems to have melted a little, giving him a somewhat mournful expression. The sight of it is enough to make him grin. 

      “.... Here. Put him.... out of his misery. That’s his Christmas wish....”

[resedagales]

voiceofglory replied to your post: voiceofglory replied to your post one of...

I was actually thinking about this the other day: If a Shigaraki touched another Shigaraki with all five fingies, would he get dusted? Also side though: imagine the rasp of two Shigaraki’s dry lips scraping together.

bel please choke on shigaraki’s freshly plucked lip flakes

[dupliicole-blog]

voiceofglory replied to your post:       [[ I actually found a (semi?) formal Shouji...

((The most dapper of formal ponchos, obviously.))

[14hnds-blog]

voiceofglory replied to your post: horolohomicidio replied to your post: ...

(14 because his normal hands are also pigeons.)

voiceofglory replied to your post: horolohomicidio replied to your post: ...

Shigaraki, only instead of hands there are pigeons stuck to him. 14pgdns

i hate u

[lalunencire-blog]

@voiceofglory replied to your post: Mic-sensei is a furry?

FALSE.

Yet you’re well versed on yiffing?

[erasureeyes-blog]

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   It’s been nearly a week since the Sports Festival, and not only has it left him anxious about potential things to come ( though he doesn’t want to get his own hopes up too much ), it’s also left him rather uncomfortably in the spotlight among other first years, so to speak. It’s not really the effect he’d desired going in to this, but it’s not that surprising either.           Lunchtime was always the worst.                It’s like wading into a group of social piranhas.     ...okay, maybe not really, but that’s kind of how it felt to him. And the first time someone asked why he didn’t have anything to eat after more attention had been brought his way, he knew he’d have to find something else to do. Somewhere else to be. Fortunately for him, Yuuei had a rather impressive library and, while the librarians might give him a couple strange looks whenever he walks in at the start of lunch, no one really bothers him. Idly, he doubts no one in the lunchroom really misses him either. Maybe. If he’s lucky, they’ll lack that whole object permanence thing, just with a person instead. No one would really notice.    And it gave him something more useful to do with his time, anyway. Either he can find a book to just read for fun ( something he hardly has time for otherwise ) or he can use it to study, which is always a decent alternative.    This time particularly, he happens to have a test coming up later in the day, so he’s settled into a seat at one of the rather generously sized tables here with a couple books, one of which is a textbook and the other of which is his notebook, re-copying over notes and re-reading certain passages. If nothing else, it takes his mind off of recent events as well as the vague gnawing in his stomach that he was pointedly ignoring. One would think he’d be used to that by now.    He hardly even registered when the doors to the library opened once more.