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@heroiicsmash
“I saw what happened to you. Your retirement.” Said the voice from up above, The man in shadows was perched, much like a gargoyle, and just as immovable, his gaze the only odd glint in the darkness.
“Isn’t that a pity.”
@altaindustries
Blood streaked down his hands, which were clenched into fists. The villain sensed the newcomer, but he did not acknowledge her, not at first. However, he stopped and turned ever so slowly to look through his goggles towards the stranger.
“You shouldn’t be here.”
@bassboost
Who is this? This man dressed as obnoxiously as could be. Definitely, one to stand out from the crowd. It reminded him of someone he had once gone to UA with--how long ago was that now? Well over fifteen years now.
Fifteen years? Would his once classmates even be these days? There’s no way this could be that same rambling boy from so many years ago. No way they could remember each other. Know who he was. After all, he dropped out his second year.
“You have me confused with someone else.”
Starter Call
Gonna write some small starters if anyone wants one with this asshole
Appearance Headcanon
Villain Aizawa is dressed similarly to his Hero self. His Capture Device is a dark red though, instead of its usual white/cream color. His jumpsuit remains relatively the same. His most critical change is that, along with his goggles, Aizawa wears a half kabuki stage mask, similar to this:
My Aizawa whenever he meets a hero! Mic: *Most Popular Girls in School Voice* Who the FUCK are you?
Tag Drop
Bandō Tamasaburō V 坂東玉三郎 (1950 - ).
De son nom d'origine Morita Shinichi 守田 伸一（もりた しんいち）né le 25 avril 1950) est l'un des plus grands acteurs japonais contemporains de théâtre kabuki.
inspiration ~_~
★ AIZAWA SHOUTA ★ | Eraser Head | (⇀‸↼)~zzz ↪ | Happy Birthday to my precious hubby ♥~ | 11.08 | ٩(ˊᗜˋ)و ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
silenceisgoaded:
“That’s-”
Oddly comforting, actually.. Or maybe comforting wasn’t the correct word. It didn’t feel as shallow as he’d grown used to. It wasn’t some hollow reassurance that yes, of course you can do it, you need only try hard enough! It wasn’t backed up by an administration that didn’t seem to know what to do with him, wasn’t too distracted dealing with a hundred and one other things to help one kid with a dream and nothing to show for it.
Finality earned its place in the list of traits he admired. I think. Therefore you will be.
“Yeah.. Right behind you.” Shinsou only tripped over his own feet a little in his hurry to follow. His concerns melted away beneath the wave of curiosity, too busy tailing Eraserhead to linger on the dregs of dread that should well up in him from following a Villain. He’d always been a ‘good kid’. And that’d never gotten him much of anything. So it goes.
Morals were not an issue to Aizawa. They were fickle things that came and went like the wind itself. Whatever sought and rose the spirit of the people and made them cower like dogs were the morals of the day. Aizawa followed his own code and the rest of the world simply fell behind that. If that made him a villain, it was a title he could easily wear. Everyone served their purpose in the grand scheme of things, even himself.
Just as Hizashi did. And so would Shinsou find his place in the scheme. Find his square on the chessboard.
“We must introduce you to my superiors.”
Hands rested in his pockets and his pose was relaxed as he seamlessly moved from their hiding position and into the crowd. The assassin was so well practiced he was practically a shadow that graced the people. A living, moving, breathing mass that both existed and did not. He expected Shinsou to follow him and did not bother to look back. If the boy became lost in the crowd, then so be it. He could find his own way home.
After some time amongst the people, he parted again, skipping through the sea as though he were a schooner. When he stopped on the other side, he was next to another long, dark alleyway. It was only then that he turned to face the boy and waited to see his face in the crowd.
such a simple, threatening phrase. yagi knew he couldn’t do much against him, there was basically no way he could keep them away from hizashi. but he knew he had to find a way. for the moment, though, anger and desire to protect filled his chest, his voice strained through a clenched jaw.
“i can. and i will.”
@shinuhoshi
What gall.
The response brought a hiss from the assassin, his eyes narrowed towards the stranger who DARED to take what was rightfully his. Who was this stranger? This man who could coerce Aizawa’s prized companion away from him?
“What could he see in you? You’re nothing. Barely skin and bones. Rags draped on a skeleton.”
“Where is he?”
“tear them apart, make them feel your pain”
Today is a very special day, and of course Mic knows that- even if this version of his best friend isn't quite his friend (yet). But he's here, and he'd somehow managed to find Eraserhead The Villain before he'd found Himself The Villain, so he smiles wide and holds out the second large cup of coffee in his hand. Buying the man anything else at this point would probably be too much- but he knows how much his own Shouta depends on caffeine to run. "Happy Birthday, Eraser!"
Of course, Eraser could see through the other in a heartbeat. Too many differences. However, the Eraser Villain only smirked and closed his eyes before he takes the cup of coffee. He felt the heat in his palms and he shifted to look down at the steam that rose up from the lid.
“You know you didn’t have to get me anything. My husband might get jealous.”
@voiceheroradio
Boku no Hero Academia || Aizawa Shouta Episode 56
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@erasedassassin
Beastly eyes watched him for a moment before stepping closer, the tags on her collar clinking together. She sniffed his hand before giving the bag over and huffed. It was a simple errand. Kyori had already been paid so what did it matter a pat or not? Then again, it did sound nice.
Stepping closer, she pressed herself against his hand purring softly.
Was that... a chuckle?
It was oddly warm coming from such a rather cold man, but the villain bent over in order to run his hand up along her forehead and down her back. He looked over towards the goody bag and he scooped it up with his free hand, not letting his other stop petting the messenger.
“Hm. Wonder who sent you. Not many people know my birthday. Well, thanks, I guess, little one.”
