Like Father like Daughter

Indie bnha oc rp blog featuring Akira and Yayoi Hirose. This is a side blog so I'll be following from my main, libra-meyer.

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I must... Bed

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Looking for a pair of bnha ocs? A father-daughter duo? A pair of gay nerds? Then you’ve come to the right place!

This is the new, non-side-blog blog for @futarinoheroacademia. If you like what you see and want to interact, please like and rebagel!

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Whoops! Someone left their journal in the cafeteria…

[silver-strings-of-fate]

Looking for a pair of bnha ocs? A father-daughter duo? A pair of gay nerds? Then you’ve come to the right place!

This is the new, non-side-blog blog for @futarinoheroacademia. If you like what you see and want to interact, please like and rebagel!

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(( @silver-strings-of-fate​ is under construction! I’m going to start following and reblogging things from there.))

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avixious-songstress:

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With one arm now flimsily dangling at his side as the result of a maxed punch, Deku gripped it with the other as he slowly walked towards Yayoi. The pain of having broken bones wasn’t new to him, and if anything it was his left arm which suffered the blow. At least his right was spared of any further permanent damage, which he couldn’t afford to risk any longer… So instead, his right leg readied for whatever kind of hit he planned to kick out at max power.

He closed in on Yayoi, mumbling inaudible venom to himself.. only to feel the tension of a steel wire against the ankle when he had taken another step forward. Before he could correct himself, Deku ended up tripping what’s left of Yayoi’s trap, and he stumbled back in surprise

A dozen wires snapped from their previous positions, tightly wrapping their way around Izuku’s legs. Maybe, if he’d had both arms, he could’ve easily untied them. But with just one?

“Oh thank god, it worked...” Yayoi let out a relived sigh as she turned to free her leg from the debris trapping it. Though, from the sting of pain that shot through her ankle as she stood, she wasn’t exactly going to be running any races anytime soon.

Limping over to Deku, Yayoi prepared a bundle of wires to tie up the rest of him.

“Sorry about this...”

[futarinoheroacademia]

embidoesrp-bnhaarchives replied to your post “((I’m thinking of remaking this blog on it’s own account. But I’m not...”

// you could make a main blog that gives akira and yayoi their own side blogs? if anything, rename this one into ___-archived so you don't lose all the stuffs? (´・ω・｀) i didn't do that when i remade all my rp blogs because i wanted to categorize them into their own fandom-based rp accounts... i wanted to make sure i still used the names, too.

((I don’t know about giving them their own side blogs because I don’t know what I’d do with them. But either way I’m not gonna delete this blog. I’m gonna keep everything.))

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Reblog this you’re okay with late replies.

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((I’m thinking of remaking this blog on it’s own account. But I’m not sure if I’m up for switching everything over. What you boys think?))

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My muse is dying!! Send “Just, just hang on...” to hear their last words to your muse as they die in their arms!!

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avixious-songstress:

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Blinded by hate and filled with hallucination, Deku’s usual thought process was too hazy to logically observe. All he could do was irrationally stick to pursuing the heroine even if it meant abandoning caution, letting his emotions sustain his energy like fuel. Deku saw where Yayoi had landed, although he had a good feeling she wasn’t just going to stay in one place for long. It’d be so easy to just blow this entire place up with one punch…

“No.. no I can’t do that… I’ve already made a mess, Mom’ll cry…”

So he leaped up into the air in an attempt to get a bird’s eye view and spot the prey, completely unbeknownst to Yayoi’s plans and the traps she’s been laying out. Deku’s Quirk then concentrated all into his fist again, aiming for Yayoi the second he caught her within his sights.

“Stop trying to hide!! You owe us so much more than your life costs!”

Yayoi heard the shout just in time for her to move back, avoiding the punch itself. Unfortunately, the sheer impact of the attack was enough to send her flying back on the shockwave.

The second she landed, she immediately attempted to get to her feet. But something was holding her down. Her leg had been caught under a pile of rubble. She was stuck, at Izuku’s mercy.

Her only hope was if he managed to get cause in the remnants of her trap.

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((I want to keep writing but... it's 5am))

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avixious-songstress:

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Eri didn’t like this. She didn’t like this one bit. She and Yayoi were supposed to be saving Deku, not fighting him! Even worse, she’s no help herself – if anything, she’s a weight holding Yayoi down. Was coming here really a bad decision after all..? No, now’s not the time to be paralyzed in thoughts. Yayoi’s shout snapped her back into reality, and Eri immediately turned to seek shelter somewhere on the upper floors of the theater, probably in one of the balconies which also provided seats.

As for Deku… Whether this was a scenario he had predicted before or not, it didn’t astonish him nearly as long as it probably should’ve have either way. With the swivel of his body on his right leg, he gripped the wires with his left hand before turning around to swing Yayoi up and over with sudden force in an attempt to launch her into the wall.

While Yayoi was caught off guard initially, some quick thinking and a conveniently placed lighting fixture kept her from slamming into a wall and instead left her dangling from the ceiling.

Swinging from light to light, she eventually lowered herself back to the ground with enough distance between her and Izuku. She ducked under a row of seats so he couldn’t see what she was doing.

What she was doing was, in fact, laying a trap. She ran a long line of wires in between the seats and the isles. If she could get him to trip up, then that would give her the chance to tie him up...

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avixious-songstress:

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“Don’t give me that bullcrap!” His fists tightened even more. So much, that his nail were probably about ready to puncture his skin and that his knuckles were started to turn white.

“Always.. always–! There’s always gonna be some kind of excuse, isn’t there? That must be how it’s always like with you, just excuses, excuses, excuses–! Don’t you know how hard this has been on Mom..? Do you!?” Blind rage practically seethed through the eyes and steamed his tears. “And now.. now you want to put her through pain again by coming here… Like hell you are!”

“If you think I’m just going to pretend she’s perfectly fine with this, then you’ve got another thing coming, Dad–! I’M GOING TO PROTECT MOM, UNLIKE YOU!!”

Eri fearfully clung onto the back of Yayoi’s shirt as Deku prepared another punch. Red streaks pulsated within the arm, his Quirk concentrating there and reaching its max. He’s going to break himself. He didn’t care. Izuku was going to make sure he put all his emotions in every blow he threw.

Well, someone had family issues...

Before Izuku could get any closer to them, Yayoi threw out her hand, wires shooting from her palm. She wrapped them around his arm and pulled it to the side. It wasn’t exactly a permanent solution, but she could at least stall his attack.

“Eri-chan! Run, get somewhere safe!”

This wasn’t going to be easy. Her quirk was better at dealing with an opponent at a distance, not so much someone punching right at her. But she had more experience than him. She had to try.