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so as the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb, we will hold fast – hold longer than any obligatory hand they've offered you  // low activity / hiatus

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     ❝ Oh, Christmas? ❞

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     The next Todoroki child to swear, gets a disappointed look from their mother.

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galaxythixf‌:

Look to the left. Look to the right.

“Dad.”

     ❝ Ah. Well, you won’t be hearing such things from him anymore. ❞

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     Where did her children learn these foul words?

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gxlitxr‌:

       ❝I’m the exact opposite of not distressed. I don’t like this!!! You shouldn’t be making these types of deals mom!! It’s illegal and dangerous and bad no matter how bad- and I’m an adult! I can say heck.❞

    ❝ It’s not a deal, simply a kind favor on his part. So, it could hardly be considered illegal on my end. And, you cannot. That is unnecessarily rude language. ❞

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gxlitxr‌:

     ❝Hey Mom? What the heck????❞

     ❝ Language, dear. Please, do not be distressed. Mister Stain made such a kind offer. It would be rude to turn it down. ❞

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     she’s waiting.

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"LETS GO LESBIANS" A gentle giant boy is jogging near UA while screaming that out. || Inasa to any muse

❦ ⤏ ‶ @gxlitxr 〟 ⤎ ❦ let’s go lesbians!!!

     This is... it. This is her chance. She has been summoned by her kind. A timid fist rises into the air, a sign of solidarity. Kinship. Though her low voice wavers, she lifts her battlecry. ❝ Let’s- let’s go, lesbians. ❞

[galaxythixf]

“ Had to have high, high hopes for a living                                      Shooting for the stars when I couldn’t make a killing Didn’t have a dime but I always had a vision                                                                 Always had high, high hopes Had to have high, high hopes for a living                                                     Didn’t know how but I always had a feeling I was gonna be that one in a million                                       Always had high, high hopes ”

                                      Rules || Muses || Credit

[dailystarplatinum]

This is a Formal Apology to all people who have ever sent me an ask or request and I haven’t answered

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"Are you... Rei Todoroki?" It had been a bit of a hassle to convince the staff to let Magne visit the woman but here she was, even bringing her flowers. "Hello! My name is Magne. Your son, Natsuo, told me you don't get nearly enough visitors so I decided to change that"

❦ ⤏ ‶ @mxgunet 〟 ⤎ ❦ my CHILD

     These days, visitors are more and more frequent, but the spaces between are vast. Empty. Each irregular tap on the door makes her jump. Broken streaks of silence defy the listless days and patterns she’s come to expect. A decade of building a new circadian rhythm, a new daily schedule, is thrown away in these busy days. She quite likes it.     In comes her visitor of the day, yet the flowers are the first thing to catch her attention. ( She has received… a good few bouquets by now. Some are old, worn, tiring – a sign of things that cannot be let go. These flowers, though, are new. Fresh. A sign of earnest and of trying. Beautiful. Fitting of the sweet woman who thought to bring them. )     ❝ That would be me. ❞ Oh, Natsuo? Was this his special friend? He’s spoken of his girlfriend before, and, as his mother, she is not about to forget such a crucial tidbit. Ha. No secret is safe with Rei. But, she is not without tact, and refrains from asking point-blank, Are you Natsuo’s girlfriend? There would be another time. ❝ It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Magne. It is always nice to meet Natsuo’s friends. I don’t get to see too many of them. ❞ Unfortunate. ( That just meant Magne would be the one to see all of Natsuo’s embarrassing baby photos, and not the rest of Natsuo’s friends. )     ❝ I do wish he would have warned me. I don’t have anything prepared. ❞ Bright smile breaks for an apologetic one. Already, she is on the move. Tea and snacks are first on the agenda. Though the effort is belated, she wishes to be the best host possible for Magne. ❝ Please, come in! You’re always welcome here. ❞

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     if there is no peace for the wicked         what of the fair         for they are trampled      beneath the wicked’s stare                                                                           bnha multimuse, featuring todoroki rei // sc.

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“I’m sorry I left, but I had to. That doesn’t mean I don’t think of you.” (From Touya, hxroics. Angst? In your inbox? Consider it.)

❦ ⤏ ‶ @hxroics 〟 ⤎ ❦ thank you for your sacrifice

     What world of pain has he found himself in? It brings a tear to her eye to think of what has happened to him, what she could have prevented. Her slippers slide across the tile as she moves closer to him. WIth shock weighing down, down, down, it feels as though her legs are no stronger than limp noodles. Caution drives the halting motion of her hands, ‘til they eventually brush upon his arms. 

     ( It would be too much to hold him, to drag him into a hug and keep him there and keep him safe. Rei can’t risk alarming him. Don’t scare him away. If there is anything he deserves, it is all the goodness in the world. )

     ❝ Touya, dear. ❞ Her? Why her? His life, his ails, exceed hers. ❝ I am not the one you need to think of. You are far more important. Please, take care of yourself. It is all I ask. Even if I could not do that much for you, you can. ❞

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your fave is problematic - drops in for 5 minutes to write an ic rant abt compulsory heterosexuality, then leaves.

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“Who needs husbands” - Mitsuki to Rei

❦ ⤏ ‶ @gxlitxr 〟 ⤎ ❦ let’s go moms !

     The notion strikes her. Not as anything in particular. It simply resonates. To live without a husband? To say she’s never considered the idea would be lying. The catch is, the idea has always presented itself in an unpleasant context. What is she without a husband? She and Enji are essentially separated in all but writing, but that single thread is the only thing that keeps her from becoming less.     Her whole life, her parents have nudged her this way and that. Cultivate an attractive skillset ( an attractive face is a bonus ), flaunt her quirk ( to the extent the law allows and not a hair further ), know how to worm her way into any man’s heart ( which she never quite learned how to do on purpose ). The end goal is clear, single-minded, absolute: Net a husband. For, without one, how can she be a desirable member of society?     Who needs husbands? She does, she thinks. Then, she thinks again. Is it really so much a need, if he’s brought her pain and trouble? If he’s left her to stand by herself? Does she need him if she already is standing by herself? ( And, what if she could choose someone else to stand by? One day, when the storm has passed? If there is a next time, she wants to be with someone warm in a way that matters, like the woman sitting with Rei, leaning backwards on smooth palms and blonde head cast back, all her worries behind her. Can Rei be like her? )     The revelation – maybe she doesn’t need one - maybe she can be herself - just her and the rest of her family – leaves her so giddy, she has to keep her hands from flying to her mouth. After all these years, the same energy doesn’t quite reach her lips, doesn’t quite give her an uncontrollable grin like it might have done a lifetime ago, but she smiles nonetheless.

     She must fight to keep her speech loose – abandon the stiffness and propriety drilled into her. Rei finds it is rather nice to let old habits drop, especially if it allows her to connect to this woman. She finds she enjoys her company, and not just because she is supposed to.     ❝ Mitsuki… You have some strange ideas about things, but I like it. ❞

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‘ it isn’t fair, it isn’t right. ’ @ mitsuki, from rei

shirley jackson prompts || OPEN

       ❝You could leave y’know❞

An odd friendship had bloomed from an encounter at the hero school that both their sons attended to. From glancing towards each other, to chatting and now paying a visit in the hospital, a bouquet of red flowers that Mitsuki had bought now resting on a vase on the table she sat next to. 

       ❝You could leave and duke it out with the old man❞

She rested her cheek on her fist, closing her eyes calmly as she sighed, opening red hues to look back at a face that resembled winter. 

       ❝You can stay with us till you find a place too if you don’t want to go back. I’m sure Masaru won’t mind and both our brats are at dorms so…❞

She paused, placing her free hand over hers, giving a soft smile. Although she had never been much of an emotional type, the time she had spent with Rei had helped her open up a little - to be more understanding and to think over previous mistakes she had made. 

She squeezed the other’s hand gently.

       ❝You don’t have to be here forever.❞

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please stop me from making this blog i don’t have the Time i’ve already spent an hour looking at theories

i already have some urls saved so ig i’ll suffer and work on a blog next weekend :^)