FIERCE CALCINATION

He fell FAST, too.

[goyokuborn]

in case anyone is wondering where i am I’ve ditched you all in favor of playing FFXIV, roleplaying an NPC  with the same seiyuu as Hawks via cosplaying them in game i may never return i love you all bye

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inrycku​:

Ochako’s pretty sure one doesn’t just walk up to the number two hero and demand that they teach them. Hell, she’d marched right up to Endeavour’s office, past through all of his sidekicks and interns and what not just to demand a placement interview into his agency even though his agency hadn’t been one that scoped her out. 

But she’d stopped following “the rules” long ago. She has a goal in mind, a dream, and she was damn well going to achieve it!

So that’s where she finds herself. Marching up to the bright red wings ( a little quickly, before he takes off and she’d be outta luck ) and calling his attention sharply with: “– Hawks!”

Hands balled into fists, voice strong, there’s only one request on her mind. “– Teach me how to fly like you did with Tokoyami!”

Now spread your  翼 - - and don’t fall too FAST;;

A flare of scarlet expanded and retracted in a momentary gesture similar to a stretch, as completely unnecessary as it was, considering the heavy feathers were held aloft by mental prowess rather than apt muscle structure.   He would hear her aggressive approach long before the affirmative shout, vibration-primed pinions taking quick stock of heartrate and breathing, just in case this was something like a medical emergency, and he happened to be the only Pro in the area.   - - and then she spoke, causing a crackshot grin to open wide in a chaotic flurry of laughter, only settling down momentarily to respond, off-kilter tenors never losing their amusement. That.. wasn’t exactly what he expected, but hey, these kids were always full of surprises, weren’t they?

                   “Eh? Tokoyami-kun bragged, did he? You’re from his class, right?                                              I’ve said it before, but I’m not too great at teaching.. hn.                                you..are... the weightless one?                                       You’ve got a good idea, but are ya’ sure I can help?          Even if our Quirks work similar in the, eh, inverted kinda way,             - - you’d have ta’ get something, or someone, to push.“                

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@woolspun​           In reference to and as a follow up for: [ X ] because fuck you

Now spread your  翼 - - and don’t fall too FAST;;

Amiability that didn’t fade, a supportive caricature of human expression that remained unreadable - not necessarily due to dishonesty, but because there wasn’t much to be found underneath.         Without anything resembling experience with a wholesome relationship, with he, who had been a child born to be some sort of misguided shackle that bound his mother and father, and not being given the tools the explore these things on his own... all he could draw from was training. These were the things people felt when they were in love, these were their motivations, these could be the things you could mention to soothe a mourning victim of loss, this is what you could say to lower the gun of a scorned lover.               - - And yet, somehow, nothing was coming to mind right now. That sucked.               What good are you, then? (What are those wings for?)       Because it was something you want to be genuine about?                                     Because a cookie cutter response wasn’t good enough for her? He had already known a bit, of course - the scratched off surface of clinical records archived under the file of ‘Tough Fluff’, an eerie sort of practice that he only tended to utilize for... extremely interesting individuals. Pinpoint citrine would reflect the ring with the proper amount of curiosity coupled with concern, that devil-may-care smile a constant to both reassure her as well as anyone nosy enough to interject, and he’d remain completely silent throughout so as to respect what she wished to share.           (’ you’re... the only one who knows.’) Ah. He really ought to say something, here. That her trust was warranted, that he would never do anything malicious with her feelings. So why was it, that he was having such a difficult time being a HERO, in this moment?   Because ‘Hawks’ has no friends, no relationships, no hobbies, and only exists for the sole purpose of perpetuating control of a system. But she was probably talking to ‘Keigo’, who didn’t exist. Never got a chance to.

     “Hey - nothing you can say is going to change the way I see anything, right?          I’ve got pretty good vision, I could chance a guess at it not being ideal.       Folks heal at different rates, sure, but sometimes that isn’t enough.                  ... mm, Etsu-san, just let me know one thing, before we go ahead and forget all this and enjoy ourselves.                                                 Do ya’ hate him? Think he did you wrong?”                  

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Guess who came back and immediately got ~*~food poisoning~*~*

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@homra-no-artemis​ MESSAGED: turtle tell us if hawks is a "eat kfc on christmas and make sure to order it weeks in advance" type of guy or is he a "take it or leave it" type. also which the collective unconscious of the world demands to know if he partakes in the christmastime strawberry shortcake consumption?

Without any kind of proper schedule, since you can’t exactly tell folks to stop doing what they’re always going to do just because of a holiday season, the best this guy can hope for is getting his hands on whatever he can while he’s got time to do so.    Being intrinsically incapable of any sort of real break, an obeisant mindset coupled with entirely too well conditioned perceptions? He’d be out of the room every ten minutes as soon as his wings caught a whiff of christmas wrongdoing - you’d have to tie him to a chair, shove all his feathers in a trash bag, have someone with super strength sit on them, and spoon feed him whatever you intended to have as a tradition.

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leneemusing​:

protective prompts

feel free to adjust as needed!

PROTECTING: “  are you sure you’re okay?  ” “  i’m not letting you go alone.  ” “  let me help.  ” “  say the word and i’ll be there.  ” “  i know you can handle it yourself, but it doesn’t mean you should have to do this on your own.  ” “  i’ll stay the night.  ” “  get some rest.  ” “  ssh, go back to sleep.  ” “  i’m worried about you.  ” “  i’m not going anywhere. not as long as you’re in danger.  ” “  i won’t let anyone hurt you.  ” “  i won’t let that happen.  ” “  look at me. you’re gonna be okay.  ” “  what can i do?  ” “  i’ll be right here with you the whole time.  ” “  who did this to you?  ” “  i can tell you’re upset, talk to me.  ” “  i’m not letting them get away with this.  ” “  i’ll get you out of this. trust me.  ” “  i know you don’t need my help. but i’m offering it anyway.  ” “  you’re shaking like a leaf— what’s wrong?  ” “  what happened?  ” “  i’m gonna fucking kill them.  ” “  i won’t let anyone hurt you again. not ever.  ”   “  if anything happened to you…  ” “  i need you in my life. so please, let me do what i need to to make it safe.  ”   “  i can’t lose you.  ”   PROTECTED: “  have you been waiting up this whole time?  ” “  how long have you been here?  ” “  i’ll be okay. i promise.  ” “  will you stay with me?  ” “  please don’t go.  ” “  i feel safer when you’re here.  ” “  thank you for making me feel safe.  ” “  i trust you.  ” “  why are you helping me?  ” “  is it over now?  ” “  you don’t have to do this, ya’ know.  ” “  i can take care of myself.  ” “  you don’t have to worry so much.  ” “  i don’t want you to get hurt either.  ” “  i can’t bear the thought of you putting yourself in danger for me.  ”   “  you’re bleeding!  ” “  thank you, but i’ll be alright.  ”    “  please don’t get hurt. not because of me.  ”

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      NOW SHINE AS BRIGHT AS THE SUN IN THE SKY - -                             UNTIL THE HEAT MELTS THE WAX IN YOUR WINGS. - - Independent, selective and private HAWKS of BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA.                       - Flown by TURTLE.

[woolspun]

     HEY, YOU ! do you like soft bitches ? what abt ‘‘ fake ‘‘ milfs ? then SHIT, look no further ! what we got here is a one-of-a-kind MY HERO ACADEMIA / BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA original character with the moniker of THE SOFT HERO: TOUGH FLUFF. do me ( and the world ) a favor by hittin’ that funky fresh REBLOG button or maybe even the LIKE button if you’d be interested in interacting !

[goyokuborn]

@woolspun is a simp u v u

[goyokuborn]

turtle come back

i only exist now as a vaguely irritating phantom that sends the okest positive vibes at random times - like a milkshake you got halfway through before getting distracted and when you came back it melted into a lukewarm fake vanilla-flavored memory.

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@kanashii-na​ MESSAGED: ✘protective prompts ⋙  “  i’m gonna fucking kill them.  ”

Now spread your  翼 - - and don’t fall too FAST;;

The luminescent splash of pinpoint gold against a canopy of crimson, an expression that hosted all the hues of a sunset when speckled harshly with his own lifeforce - it was instinctive at this point, honing in on that degenerate drawl as soon as cross-stitched lips parted even a centimeter.          He’d be a godamn idiot not to. Even through the bloody haze of his own haggard breath and beleaguered vision, feathers poised high and dangerous as a gloved palm gingerly cradled a gore-soaked side.  It had been a calculated risk - the bullet had little to no possibility of being one capable of erasing a quirk entirely, as only diluted test samples had been distributed to low class punks.   FAST, BUT NOT FAST ENOUGH TO SAVE YOURSELF,                  ISN’T THAT HOW THE STORY ALWAYS GOES? While the graze wasn’t quite deep enough to warrant his demise, a few stray time-reversing cells lingered within his system, and the WING HERO bled unceremoniously onto dirty asphalt while both the criminal and the civilian he had taken the hit for had fled.

                    “...W..ho? Hn - get outta here..                                I.. gotta keep my rep, yanno.                                        So I can’t let ya’ - h ah - do that.”

It was so quiet, too quiet, his wings so very heavy and unmanageable.                He was nigh useless at the moment, but pain currently bridled panic.      The sharp contrast to a more average, languid air about the cremation villain was.. startling, to say the least, and gave way to a confused disparity - was he.. mad?

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@sensoo​ MESSAGED: “  how long have you been here?  ”

Now spread your  翼 - - and don’t fall too FAST;;

                “Hm? Oh, yanno, just showed up - thought ya’ might need a hand.”

Accelerated beating of wanton hearts, the pulse of voice and bated breath - scarlet daggers scattered from his shoulders and descended as bloody rain amongst the disparate debris of a rockslide in the mountain pass, swiftly dispatching hidden perpetrators that had the potential to do the aura hero harm.    While the enigmatic NUMBER 2 wasn’t generally one to stray from his cityscape territory, a stray police report indicated an ambush masquerading as a search and rescue - without telling a soul his suspicions, the WING HERO was gone.

                   “Not sure they meant for the avalanche,            so here’s to thinkin’, there’s probably an actual couple of rescues we oughta look for.   Can’t imagine they’ll be happy to be saved and arrested, so I’ll stay with ya’.“

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UNKNOWN NUMBER MESSAGED: I hope you’re doing OK turtle we’ve missed you on the dash, I just wanted to say it’s so nice to see you get online and instantly engaging with everyone and sending prompts and stuff even if your busy! It’s really wholesome so thank you!

aww this is super duper sweet! i’m having a hell of a time focusing on a will to write, but that doesn’t mean i don’t wanna see what ya’ll have to say!     nothing gets the brain juice boiling quite like having something fresh in your inbox to consider - it’s more fun that way, if people are actively involved on the dash, since i can assure you most folks don’t bite and won’t kill you for sending something in.

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Hawks is doing that thing where they dress up as another Pro for Halloween but he’s going to be Tough Fluff ( @woolspun ), complete with the little bell collar and I’m not changing it.

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@maskedmuses​ MESSAGED: "Hawks-san!" A chipper voice spoke with a basket held aloft her pink garbed form. "I made you a lunch." Nia was ever full of smiles, despite the fact that perhaps the contents of the basket might have been moving and smelled strangely foul.  "I hope you like it!"

Now spread your  翼 - - and don’t fall too FAST;;

Downtime in the form of texted threats from his keepers, the trained bird of prey remained restless in his cage. Lounging idly and backwards on the couch adorning the front of his agency, arms hanging loosely over the back of it akin to some sort of bored toddler hoping for stimulation.   A raise of scarlet wings, and he heard her approach from the street - familiar breathing, familiar heartbeat.. hers was very unique, after all.  Gloved palm raising in  immediate greeting, though he didn’t budge from a less-than-cool position, pinpoint gold adjusting to the basket that seemed to contain the very essence of danger.

                  “Nia-san! Fancy seein’ you in my part of Japan,            did ya’ miss me haunting your doorstep?                 .. ah? That right? That’s really sweet, I’m sure I’ll love it!    Ya’ plan on sticking around town, or were ya’ busy?”

Immediate niceties without a hint of concern, a few feathers jetting out to receive the gift and float it over to the enigmatic Pro.          Oh boy, yeah - that was sure a mouthful, even without anything touching his lips.       Some Noumu could produce lesser varieties, maybe this was some similar ability? Regardless, he’d definitely die if he ate this.