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[[OOC:
Sorry I've been gone for a little while guys. It's hard to explain right now, but things have been happening. I should be back soon. No reason to worry. Just stuff has been getting in my way to be online as frequently as I would like. Please don't worry. I'll be back as soon as I can. ]]
Trying to find all the Boku No Hero Academia RP Blogs out there! Can you please reblog this post if youâre a Boku No Hero Academia RP Blog and would like to be added to the masterlist for Boku No Hero Academia RP Blogs??? Thanks!
A brief note to my rp partners
christopherrose-pa:
I am probably one of the worst rp partners in the history of the activity. - I drop threads. - I lose threads. - I take my threads in odd directions that should probably never be explored. - I go through phases where Iâll only respond to two or three of my partners. - I go through phases where Iâll only respond to a single thread, and youâre left wondering why Iâm not responding to you.
Sometimes I can be a really great partner - - I might be really on top of replies. - I might have everything in my ask box answered. - I might be perfectly in synch with where youâre trying to take the thread.
Sometimes Iâm not.
But the great thing is that itâs okay! - When I drop a thread you like just tell me! Chances are itâs in drafts or Iâve lost it. - Even if we try a dozen different things and nothing sticks, donât be afraid to start a new thread with me or come to me with an idea. - Sometimes Iâll be overwhelmed by everything I have going on, and Iâll have to put you on the list of rpâs to start. - Sometimes Iâll jump right on the thread and then drop it after a few days. - Sometimes weâll carry the thread out all the way to the end, and have a grand old time getting there.
But please, remember that each of my rp partnerâs is valuable to me. - Even the ones my muse doesnât like. - Even the ones Iâve only done a thread or two with. - Even the at I used to rp with and donât any more.
You are significant.
You matter.
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đ¶ - Quietly lean against my muse âïž - Hold my museâs hand
Honestly Patiro was just happy to have scored lunch with Morimoto, even managing to sit with him underneath some cherry blossoms, quietly chatting and eating. The day was a success in their book at just that, really.
When a certain someone pressed against them quietly as they were looking up fondly at the trees, their heart practically leaped up into their throat. A blush dashed across their cheeks as they all but melted into the contact. But their hand, scooped up and held on the little bit of bench between the two of them, floored Patiro. Their blush darkened and they had to turn their head away to cover the grin they were trying to suppress, leaning against Morimoto the slightest bit in return, little hearts in their eyes.
What a good day.
[[ Touch Starved Meme ]]
Morimoto chuckled as he seen their reaction, finding it amusing. He sat in silence though, not wanting to ruin the peaceful atmosphere. It was nice sometimes just to sit in silence. He didnât think his actions bothered Patiro any, so he continued to hold the others hand in his, leaning back against the bench as he watched a few cherry blossom petals flutter down.
The shorterâs blush felt unrelenting as they mulled over whether or not they were brave enough to execute what had just crossed their mind. Taking in a tiny, sharp inhale, they shifted their hand around carefully and laced their fingers between Morimotoâs, ears twitching nervously as they stared off at the falling petals over the wide path around them. They could practically hear their heart beating in their ears.
Morimoto felt the gently hand began to intertwine their fingers, his own hand giving a gentle squeeze to theirs. âHey, Patiro..?â His voice was quiet, not wanting to startle the other. âYou can call me Isamu if you want..or just Mori if thatâs easier..â he said softly, keeping his voice quiet. It seemed almost sinful to speak louder than he had to here. It was just too nice to be loud.
If Patiroâs face wasnât bright before, it just lit up like a Christmas tree, ears flicking up in quiet surprise.
âIsamu..â They repeated in Morimotoâs head quietly, the dorky grin they were hiding going lopsided.
Isamu. Isamu. They could say it all day. Isamu. They absently brushed their thumb along Morimotoâs, thinking over his name over and over.
âIf youâd like, you can call me Ashton.â They all but whispered back, heart fluttering around in their chest.
Morimoto smiled when he heard his own first name echoing in his head, knowing they were getting use to it.
"Ashton?" He knew the others first name already, but it just seemed nice to say it allowed. "I like it." He chuckled, giving the others hand a gentle squeeze.
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Morimoto was definitely not as good as Patiro at the game. He hadnât played it in a while, as well as just not being as experienced. He laughed as he lost one round, turning to Patiro. âYouâre actually really good at this game.â He chuckled, giving the other a gentle nudge. âOh shit..â He noticed the time, turning to Patiro then. âUh did you have somewhere to go or like, someone at home waiting for you? Itâs kind of late now.â He said softly, feeling a bit bad for keeping the other from leaving if he needed to.
Theyâd honestly lost track of time, basking in the glory of actually appearing decent at this game while the two of them played. They glanced at the window, noticing a lack of daylight peaking through, and checked their phone.
âI told my mum I was hanging at a friendsâ, which I usually stay over at hersâ anyway, but I can head home if you need, I wouldnât want to overstay my welcome.â They smiled, downing the last of their drink and putting their phone back in their pocket.
Morimoto quickly shook his head, smiling a bit. "Ah.. you don't have to go. I wasn't kicking you out." He gave a soft laugh and smiled. "I mean, it's late so if you want, you could just stay over. It would be safer to walk home when it's light out, right?" He said with a small blush, though he turned to grab his drink, taking a sip from the aluminum can. "But you don't have to. If you need to head home, I can call a taxi to get you there safely." He offered, setting the can back down.
(askthetriokzt) Kodo: whoops
âHey mom. Weâre out of tissues and milk. Could you pick some up on your way home? Also, Reko keeps running off. Sheâs refusing to take a nap. Not sure what to do sense she keeps disappearing.â
Rubbing the back of her neck, she refused to make any sort of eye contact, biting her lip a bit before answering. âWell uh⊠they both should be back at home, resting up and Tachi would most likely be cooking right about now. And uh, yes and no. We always seem to get into some sort of trouble.â
 She sighed softly, shoulders sagging a bit as she continued. âZackery means well but sometimes he says the wrong thing at the wrong time, and Tachi, well once the first punch in thrown, all bets are off and heâs knees deep into the fight before I have time to blink⊠not going to lie though, Iâve started my own fair share of fights, though Iâm usually the one ending them. A good blast of my sleep powder and boom, fight is over before anyone gets any sort of serious injuries. I drag the two sleeping boys back home and we just try to forget about and move on.â
She then squeaked, realizing that she was making it seem like all they ever did was get into trouble or fight. âB-b-but its not like all we ever do is fight. Its just something that happens from time to time. Not an every day sort of thing.â
Morimoto nodded as he listened, understanding what she ment. He gave a small chuckle and shook his head. âDonât worry. I understand. I still havenât met them personally, but they do seem nice.â He said as he went to sit down on the couch in the main room. âIâve gotten into one or two fights myself with classmates, and some didnât end very well for myself.â He chuckled, admitting his own defeat. âBut I mean, itâs part of life. Things happen.â He shrugged.
Kodo sighed softly and smiled at his understanding. She then joined him on the couch and listened to his own story before shrugging her shoulders. âYeah, you have a point⊠though I would still prefer to avoid fights.â She added, her shoulders sagging a bit as she glanced away for a moment.Â
Morimoto hummed in agreement. He didn't care for pointless fighting. Once he nodded, he seemed to sit up a bit as if he remembered something. "Oh, uh would you like some tea or juice?" He said as he tilted forward in his seat, as if he were about to jump up. He always tried to be a good host when people were over. He was just a bit scatterbrained sometimes.
Anonymously or not, send âHow To Care Forâ instructions for my muse
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đ¶ - Quietly lean against my muse âïž - Hold my museâs hand
Honestly Patiro was just happy to have scored lunch with Morimoto, even managing to sit with him underneath some cherry blossoms, quietly chatting and eating. The day was a success in their book at just that, really.
When a certain someone pressed against them quietly as they were looking up fondly at the trees, their heart practically leaped up into their throat. A blush dashed across their cheeks as they all but melted into the contact. But their hand, scooped up and held on the little bit of bench between the two of them, floored Patiro. Their blush darkened and they had to turn their head away to cover the grin they were trying to suppress, leaning against Morimoto the slightest bit in return, little hearts in their eyes.
What a good day.
[[ Touch Starved Meme ]]
Morimoto chuckled as he seen their reaction, finding it amusing. He sat in silence though, not wanting to ruin the peaceful atmosphere. It was nice sometimes just to sit in silence. He didnât think his actions bothered Patiro any, so he continued to hold the others hand in his, leaning back against the bench as he watched a few cherry blossom petals flutter down.
The shorterâs blush felt unrelenting as they mulled over whether or not they were brave enough to execute what had just crossed their mind. Taking in a tiny, sharp inhale, they shifted their hand around carefully and laced their fingers between Morimotoâs, ears twitching nervously as they stared off at the falling petals over the wide path around them. They could practically hear their heart beating in their ears.
Morimoto felt the gently hand began to intertwine their fingers, his own hand giving a gentle squeeze to theirs. "Hey, Patiro..?" His voice was quiet, not wanting to startle the other. "You can call me Isamu if you want..or just Mori if that's easier.." he said softly, keeping his voice quiet. It seemed almost sinful to speak louder than he had to here. It was just too nice to be loud.
(askthetriokzt) Kodo: whoops
âHey mom. Weâre out of tissues and milk. Could you pick some up on your way home? Also, Reko keeps running off. Sheâs refusing to take a nap. Not sure what to do sense she keeps disappearing.â
Rubbing the back of her neck, she refused to make any sort of eye contact, biting her lip a bit before answering. âWell uh⊠they both should be back at home, resting up and Tachi would most likely be cooking right about now. And uh, yes and no. We always seem to get into some sort of trouble.â
 She sighed softly, shoulders sagging a bit as she continued. âZackery means well but sometimes he says the wrong thing at the wrong time, and Tachi, well once the first punch in thrown, all bets are off and heâs knees deep into the fight before I have time to blink⊠not going to lie though, Iâve started my own fair share of fights, though Iâm usually the one ending them. A good blast of my sleep powder and boom, fight is over before anyone gets any sort of serious injuries. I drag the two sleeping boys back home and we just try to forget about and move on.â
She then squeaked, realizing that she was making it seem like all they ever did was get into trouble or fight. âB-b-but its not like all we ever do is fight. Its just something that happens from time to time. Not an every day sort of thing.â
Morimoto nodded as he listened, understanding what she ment. He gave a small chuckle and shook his head. "Don't worry. I understand. I still haven't met them personally, but they do seem nice." He said as he went to sit down on the couch in the main room. "I've gotten into one or two fights myself with classmates, and some didn't end very well for myself." He chuckled, admitting his own defeat. "But I mean, it's part of life. Things happen." He shrugged.
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Morimoto chuckled, but cringed. âNah, I gotta have everything in the place I left it or I freak out too.â He said as he watched the male pick out a game. He set up the system first, putting in the game the other had picked.
âFirst person in general is impossible for me.â He snorted, covering his nose for a moment while he laughed. He personally found his laugh embarrassing some times because of that.
Upon the other snorting as he laughed, Patiro beamed to themself. They laughed like that too! They were pleased with the knowledge they werenât alone in that. They tapped their feet as they waited for the game to boot up, remembering now how long some of the loading screens were.
âI usually play this with motion controls. I could not understand them at all at first but now itâs like the only way I can play.â They chuckled a little, sipping their drink.
Morimoto chuckled softly, looking down at his controller. âYeah. It was odd for me at first, but I got the hang of it.â He said as he started up the game. Soon enough, any stress melted away with the fun of just relaxing and playing a game with a friend. He hadnât been able to do something like this for a while, being caught up in studies and school.
Taking one last sip before kicking the game off, Patiro went in prepared. They knew their weapon, knew the maps, had game plans for each figured out. Cover here, place their sub there. Sure they werenât actually any good at the game, but they still knew it very well. They definitely preferred the easier modes over the more competitive stuff, competitive frustrated them beyond belief. They were having a fantastic time. Fun, colourful games and cute boys? Were they dreaming?
Morimoto was definitely not as good as Patiro at the game. He hadn't played it in a while, as well as just not being as experienced. He laughed as he lost one round, turning to Patiro. "You're actually really good at this game." He chuckled, giving the other a gentle nudge. "Oh shit.." He noticed the time, turning to Patiro then. "Uh did you have somewhere to go or like, someone at home waiting for you? It's kind of late now." He said softly, feeling a bit bad for keeping the other from leaving if he needed to.
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đ¶ - Quietly lean against my muse âïž - Hold my museâs hand
Honestly Patiro was just happy to have scored lunch with Morimoto, even managing to sit with him underneath some cherry blossoms, quietly chatting and eating. The day was a success in their book at just that, really.
When a certain someone pressed against them quietly as they were looking up fondly at the trees, their heart practically leaped up into their throat. A blush dashed across their cheeks as they all but melted into the contact. But their hand, scooped up and held on the little bit of bench between the two of them, floored Patiro. Their blush darkened and they had to turn their head away to cover the grin they were trying to suppress, leaning against Morimoto the slightest bit in return, little hearts in their eyes.
What a good day.
[[ Touch Starved Meme ]]
Morimoto chuckled as he seen their reaction, finding it amusing. He sat in silence though, not wanting to ruin the peaceful atmosphere. It was nice sometimes just to sit in silence. He didn't think his actions bothered Patiro any, so he continued to hold the others hand in his, leaning back against the bench as he watched a few cherry blossom petals flutter down.
What do you notice first about another person?
âPhysically? Probably their hair. Noticing anything though, probably their laugh or smile."
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âHey Mirio, I was wondering if I could copy some of your notes from class from yesterday. I didnât catch the last part of the lesson so I wanted to see what I missed.â
He knew Mirio was kind, so he felt comfortable asking him. He was also one of the top students in UA, and he was a third year he had class with, so he was his best option. He had no clue he had accidently sent it to his friend Patiro.
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Morimoto looked down at his text quickly, scanning over it as he headed out. Wait. He must have misread that. He took a step back inside for a moment, the door half open as he slung his bag over his shoulder. âLove you?â Did he accidently text his mom and she was playing with him? He knew for a fact Mirio wouldnât say something so casual, let alone romantic towards him. He wasnât even sure Mirio swung that way. His eyes quickly scanned over the text again before quickly looking back up to the recipients name. It wasnât Mirio. It wasnât his mom either. It was Patiro. Now he was even more confused.
He quickly realized his mistake, feeling embaressed. Not only that, but confusion over the last part of the text. He simply sent back a single line of text.
âPatiro? I thought I was messaging Mirio.â
Finally getting Morimoto to realise his mistake, Patiro replied with a lot of laughing, and laughing emojis. Ending up laying on the floor with their legs still up on their bed, they struggled to type something coherent between their upside-down position and laughing.
âYou sent to the wrong number, I was just messinâ with you đđđđđâ
Morimoto seen the next message not long after, feeling a bit emarassed. He couldnât help but to laugh at his own mistake.
âWoops. đ sorry about that. You really of threw me off with the âlove you!â Part. My bad though.â He smiled as he sent the message, soon laughing at himself for being fooled.
Patiro paused for a moment, smiling fondly up at their screen, at the âlove youâ typed out by Morimoto. Awe. Maybe one day, Tiro. They let their legs slip down off the bed, and reoriented themself to a sitting position before replying.
âIâm sorry for messing with you, I couldnât just pass up an opportunity like that. I promise if it happens again I wonât mess with you like thatâ
They paused, then sent another quick text to follow that up.
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Morimoto chuckled at the text back he recived, quickly responding. "Its okay. It was funny. Its good to hear from you anyways." He sent the text, but then suddenly got another message back with a simply heart. He felt his pulse rise for a moment, surprised by the affectionate text. Did it mean anything, or was he reading too much into the little pixles?
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Morimoto smiled and chuckled as he was playfully poked, feeling the gentle weight of the other male lean against him. The quiet atmosphere was nice. He couldn't help the color of his cheeks flushing a pinkish tint. His arm gently moving behind him as he leaned back, letting the other lean on him better as he looked up to the sky. He had a lot he wanted to say to Patiro, but everytime his mouth opened a bit, silence came out. He couldn't bring himself to say it.
a deal breaker is an exact opposite. like, something that just immediately makes you NOT want to date that person. like for example, my deal breaker is smoking.
Morimoto looked a bit surprised, but was glad to have this cleared up. âOh. Sorry for the confusion.â He said as he looked embaressed, chuckling a bit. âThen a deal breaker for me is if the person had purposefully hurt animals, or another person. If they were aware they were hurting someone or an animal, and they continued, then yeah I wouldnât even want to be around them.â
(for Morimoto) 45?
45. Could you imagine dating one of your current friends."Well, that's how crushes start, right?"
