Day afterĀ December 17th of Tumbocalypse
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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@green-haired-hero
Day afterĀ December 17th of Tumbocalypse
All Might is dead. It's your fault that he's gone. Aren't you ashamed of yourself?
All might....
Dead....
āNo....i-it canāt be.āĀ
Deku had expected it to be a grand thing. He expected that the famous All Might would only lose his life in nothing less than a spectacle of a battle. Though, he never expected it to be before his very eyes.Ā
It wasnāt glorious, it wasnāt like the romanticized deaths of those in comics. There was nothing more than Toshinoriiās corpse, cold and quiet under the rubble. His frail body was crushed, gored and impaled by various things. Heroes rushed to his side, throwing debris off of him and trying to check for a pulse. Midoriya tried to move, but his body had failed him in this matter. Something had switched off within the deepest parts of his brain, as if he tried to deny the obvious.
A hero that had come to assist with the body spoke the words that beat against his eardrums with a grandiose pain.
Shame....he felt it....He was no symbol of peace...he was no worthy hero, noticed by a great man. He was small....incompetent....a failure.
Midoriya stared, unable to stand to his feet and follow after those who took All Mightās body away. Over and over he tried to think how he couldāve stopped this. He ran a thousand simulations in his brain, overworking it past a breaking point. The worst part of it all....he knew there was no stopping it... Deku couldnāt change the future for All Might... No matter how hard he tried....
Reaching into his pocket, Deku pulled out his heroās license, running a finger over it for a moment before tearing it in half. For a moment, it felt a relief. No longer was there seemingly any weight upon him. He could just give up and hide himself away like the failure he saw in himself now. Tears ran down his face as he turned his face upwards towards the sky.
āIām sorry All Might......I never could have been one.....I could have never been a hero.....ā
Do you really think you are worthy of having All Might's power? Can you really become a good hero? Are you prepared to see even more people die because you can't save them? I don't think so.
An open mouth was left idle, for no words found their way past Dekuās throat. There was no stutter, no ability to snap back even out of anger. The only thing that was for sure was the deadly grip of anxietyās fingers around his throat. It choked the very life out of any word he even thought of. The words of his greatest rival rand in his ears.Ā
Kill yourself.
Something Kaachan had screamed angrily in his direction over and over again. Before, heād given it no mind, but hearing this, the thought was a thing he could not escape. Now that he had this power, he had responsibility. The weight of the worldās peace lied upon his young, unsteady shoulders. Should he even continue trying? Deku himself understood that he may never equate to All Might, and even if he reached his full potential, it might only be a fraction of what the hero was. So the thought bashed itself against the front of his head again. Making him question if his life should be forfeit to force All Might to find a new successor? If he simply tried to decline being his heir he might be convinced to stay the course, only to fail him down the line.
āI......I-I.....ā
His voice found itself past his lips after it had seemingly lost all function. Midoriya clenched his fists and grit his teeth. All these thoughts were swarming him, doubt threatened to wrestle him to the ground, and his speech was nothing short of a trembling, stuttering mess. Yet his resolve radiated off of him like an aura. Though he looked ready to give up, it was obvious that he was fighting off those thoughts with the one thing he was repeating over and over in his mind, now attempting to say it aloud.
āI-I p-promised.....I-I...would....ā
With a grunt, Deku gulped down his fears and anxiety, and instead looked forward with a fire in his eyes that burned brighter than the sun ever could.Ā
āI promised All might.... I told him I would declare to the world that I am here! I may not be worthy now, I may not be the hero I aspire to be yet, and I may be unable to save every last person in danger, but I swear it now, Iāll work until I get there. I owe it to All Might to try and try, past every failure, until Iām the hero that he sees in me.ā
š - friendship // š - kinship (older sibling figure)
//dāawww thatād be adorable.
Late Night Practice
@green-haired-hero [Continued fromĀ Here]
Kyori took a hold of his hand and gave it a firm shake.Ā āItās a pleasure to meet you Deku. I was just kind of checking out the area. Iām not really supposed to be going out alone right now but I guess I got a little stir crazy back at my friendās place. Heās like a nanny,ā she explained chuckling and making a face when she made the last comment.Ā
Her friend wasnāt all that bad. She knew he just wanted her to be safe but the way he went about it was just absurd. Kyori shoved her hands into her jacket pockets and gave a light shrug.Ā āI guess you could say Iām doing my own training too.ā The woman eyed him over to make sure there wasnāt any more damage she should be concerned about before asking her own question.
āSo I guess I could ask, why are you out here all by yourself training at this hour?ā
āHah, I know the feeling.ā Deku thought back to Aizawa and his strict way of watching over the students ever since the villains had attacked. With his body beginning to feel a small bit of the strain he had put it under early, he couldnāt help stretching out a bit.Ā āOh man, Iām going to feel all of this in the morning.ā
Raising a brow at her question, Izuku chuckled a bit.Ā āW-Well, my quirk needed a bit of refining on the more precise things, and I thought that if I started with the more simple movements and gradually moved my way up to the moves that take a great amount of skill and focus then eventually-ā Deku went into his rambling state, going on for a good minute before catching himself.Ā āS-Sorry! I just seem to have a lot on my mind when it comes to training. Plus, having to do it alone means I have to think twice as hard.ā
Hmmm.. simple moves huh? Kyori smirked and gave a shrug. Personal training was difficult but anyone could do it id they put their mind to it. Taking off her jacket, she laid it on the ground and rolled up her sleeves.
āWell, if youāre trying to scale a wall, youāre not going to do it with just your feet. Youāll have a 70% chance at losing your footing if youāre not careful.ā Placing her foot on the wall she continued. āWhen putting yourself in a situation like so donāt focus on your whole foot. Think of just using your toes to push⦠and lean in with your upper body to place your hand down. If youāre lucky, youāll have something your fingers can grab a hold of should your foot slip.ā Kyori showed what she was talking about as she easily scaled the alley walls moving between them making her way up to the top of the building. āBut if you want to do it your way thatās fine too,ā she called after him.
Of course she didnāt know how much training he already had but she could at least give him her own advice. Training alone suckedā¦
It was simple advice, but it was something he immediately applied. Without replying to her, he activated full cowl, his newfound realization from her advice sending him into a heavily focused state. He leaped onto the wall easy enough, then just as she said, he pushed off of his toes and sent himself towards the opposite wall with both hands and feet forward.Ā
before, heād made the mistake of only relying on his legs to get him from wall to wall, all too concerned on the speed he was moving at. With that slight change, heād begun to move slower, but more precise and safely. He got all the way to the top of the roofs with ease. Throwing his hands in the air with a shout as he did so.
Looking to the stranger, his smile widened ten fold.Ā āThanks! I wasnāt thinking about the right thing to improve on! It turns out I just needed someone to point it out it seems!ā In all his excitement, he had forgotten how much it took out of him to use full cowl, especially with his injuries, and it sent him falling onto his backside, a bit of dizziness catching the best of him.
Break my muse. Exploit their insecurities and weaknesses. Do whatever it takes to make them angry or cry.
Late Night Practice
@green-haired-hero [Continued fromĀ Here]
Kyori took a hold of his hand and gave it a firm shake.Ā āItās a pleasure to meet you Deku. I was just kind of checking out the area. Iām not really supposed to be going out alone right now but I guess I got a little stir crazy back at my friendās place. Heās like a nanny,ā she explained chuckling and making a face when she made the last comment.Ā
Her friend wasnāt all that bad. She knew he just wanted her to be safe but the way he went about it was just absurd. Kyori shoved her hands into her jacket pockets and gave a light shrug.Ā āI guess you could say Iām doing my own training too.ā The woman eyed him over to make sure there wasnāt any more damage she should be concerned about before asking her own question.
āSo I guess I could ask, why are you out here all by yourself training at this hour?ā
āHah, I know the feeling.ā Deku thought back to Aizawa and his strict way of watching over the students ever since the villains had attacked. With his body beginning to feel a small bit of the strain he had put it under early, he couldnāt help stretching out a bit.Ā āOh man, Iām going to feel all of this in the morning.ā
Raising a brow at her question, Izuku chuckled a bit.Ā āW-Well, my quirk needed a bit of refining on the more precise things, and I thought that if I started with the more simple movements and gradually moved my way up to the moves that take a great amount of skill and focus then eventually-ā Deku went into his rambling state, going on for a good minute before catching himself.Ā āS-Sorry! I just seem to have a lot on my mind when it comes to training. Plus, having to do it alone means I have to think twice as hard.ā
coxgitando:
Shipping Call - Send me one if you want to plot one or more of these
š - friendship š - kinship ( blood or symbolic familial bond ) š - past relationship š - hateship ( they hate each other but canāt stay away ) š - hateship ( enemies ) š - friends with benefits ⤠- romantic relationship
BNHA Ask Memeā¢
Reblog this if you want your followers to send you one of these:
~ B A S I C S ~
1: What part of the anime/manga piqued your interest?
2: Did you think Midoriya would be a good protagonist in the first few chapters/episodes?
3: How do you think Midoriyaās conflict with Bakugou will end?
4: What was your first reaction to Bakugouās treatment towards Midoriya?
5: What do you think of All-Might as a hero?
6: Do you think that Midoriya deserved to get OFA?
7: Aside from Midoriya, which character in the series do you think has had the most character development?
8: Favorite unpopular character?
9: Favorite overall character?
10: Do you have any OCās? Describe them! If you donāt, create one on the spot.
~ S H I P S ~
Pink: What are your main/favorite ships?
Blue: Do you have any NOTPs?
Yellow: Favorite fanfiction about your OTP?
Green: Any preferred rarepairs?
Purple: Do you have any works centered around your OTP?
Orange: Fluff or Angst?
Red: What do you like the most about your favorite ship?
Turqoise: What do you hate about your favorite ship?
Lavender: Does your ship get a lot of hate? If so, why?
Grey: Realistically speaking, will your ship ever become canon?
~ T H E O R I E S ~
Pop: Do you think theĀ āDabi and Shouto are brothersā theory is true?
Indie: Opinions on the Traitor Kaminari theory?
Punk: Opinions on the Traitor Kirishima theory?
Rock: What do you think of the āThe doctor from Midoriyaās childhood is affiliated with the League Of Villainsā theory? (in reference to this post)
Jazz: What do you think will happen now that Eri has been saved?Ā
~ S T U D E N T S ~
11: Dekusquad or Bakusquad?
12: Most underrated student?
13: Dadmight or Dadzawa?
14: Whose quirk do you think is the most unique?
15: Aside from Midoriya, who do you think has the most potential to be #1 Hero?
16: Should Mineta be replaced by Shinsou in the hero class?
17: Favorite student(s) outside of Class 1-A?
18: Any HCs for the entirety of Class 1-A?
19: Do you remember their seating arrangement by heart?
20: Which of the students do you think has the most potential to become a villain?
~Ā V I L L A I N S ~
Techno: Favorite villain?
Classical: Eight Precepts of Death or League of Villains?
Metal: Which villainās quirk would you want for yourself?
Soul: Shigaraki or Chisaki?
Alternative: Most obnoxious villain?
~Ā M I S C ~
Apple: Favorite popular HC?
Strawberry: Who is your favorite pro-hero?
Banana: Which of the pro-heroesā quirks fascinates you the most?
Cherry: Should Endeavor die like right now
Pear: What was your reaction to Todorokiās backstory?
Kiwi: Should the BNHA girls get more spotlight/recognition?
Pineapple: What do you like the most about BNHA, as a whole?
Watermelon: Dub or Sub?
Coconut: How do you think Hokiroshi is doing, in terms of the plot?
Blueberry: What makes BNHA unique from all the other shonen animes/mangas out there?
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I am a roleplayer with anxiety
I swear I donāt ignore you, our threads, asks, meme posts and starters. I just get anxious.
Iām worried if I reply too fast youāll think Iām desperate but if I reply too slow youāll think Iām uninterested.
Iām worried if I donāt send memes you think I use you as a meme archive but if I do Iām annoying.
Iām worried not getting asks makes me hated but getting too many makes me a narcassist.
Iām worried that everything I do is wrong or not good enough and I am so sorry.
ā: Patching up a wound
Training was rough.
That fact always seemed to ring in Dekuās ears whenever he found himself laying on the ground, covered in bruises. Jumping rapidly still was a bit shaky when it came to his new set of skills after learning full cowl. So to practice, he went back to basics, trying to hop from wall to wall in an alley, making the transitions as smooth as possible, then moving on to something harder. That was the plan anyway, until a slight case of bad footing sent him back down to the ground, bouncing off a dumpster and blacking out on the ground. When Izuku awoke, he was met with the sight of someone tending to his scrapes and other injuries.Ā āU-Uh, thank yo- wait, who are you? Do I know you? Whyāre you helping me?āĀ
Honestly, it was a lucky shot that the girl was there. She was a fresh hero, working with a close and trusted friend of hers far out on the other side of the city and was more or less jumping normal routine for a night to wander around regardless of if it was okay or not. She had a little more experience with the whole hero thing having graduated a couple years before.
When she saw that he had hurt himself she had to come help and make sure he didnāt break anything.
āNameās Feral.ā Of course her hero name. āYou took quite a fall.ā The girl finished bandaging him up and looked at his head to make sure he didnāt cause himself to bust it open from the slip. āAre you alright?ā
Midoriya listened quietly as she spoke, nervously chuckling as she mentioned his fall.Ā āY-Yeah, I know, I was hoping to avoid a fall this bad, but it seems like I need more training.ā He seemed a little dejected as she checked is head.Ā āThank you, Feral.āĀ
Standing to his feet with a bit of a huff, he managed to smile her way.Ā āSorry that you had to take care of me. My name is Deku, Iām glad to have made your acquaintance.ā He held out his hand for her to shake, maintaining that one in a million smile all the while.Ā āI donāt see many pass by here around this time. If you donāt mind me asking, what are you doing here?ā He asked with a brow raised.
ā: Patching up a wound
Training was rough.
That fact always seemed to ring in Dekuās ears whenever he found himself laying on the ground, covered in bruises. Jumping rapidly still was a bit shaky when it came to his new set of skills after learning full cowl. So to practice, he went back to basics, trying to hop from wall to wall in an alley, making the transitions as smooth as possible, then moving on to something harder. That was the plan anyway, until a slight case of bad footing sent him back down to the ground, bouncing off a dumpster and blacking out on the ground. When Izuku awoke, he was met with the sight of someone tending to his scrapes and other injuries.Ā āU-Uh, thank yo- wait, who are you? Do I know you? Whyāre you helping me?āĀ
I swear Iām gonna reply.
I may have gotten really sick and it may have left me unable to do much, but imma reply soon, hopefully
Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...
ā : Finding your muse wearing their clothes
ā: Holding hands
ā: Having their hair washed by your muse
ā: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.
ā: Cuddling in a blanket fort
ā: Sharing a bed
ā: Head scratches
ā: Sharing a dessert
ā: Shoulder rubs
ā: Reading a book together
ā: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)
ā: Patching up a wound
ā¤: Taking a bath together
ā§: Your muse playing with their hair
ā”: Accidentally falling asleep together
ā¢: Forehead or cheek kisses
ā : Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.
ā£: Back scratches
ā„: Your muse crying about something
ā¦: Slow dancing
a fun and interesting fact about me is that im a fucking idiot
Send ārough touchā
and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter { tw violence }
Your muse throws a punch at mine.
My muse throws a punch at yours.
Your muse suddenly grips my museās hair.
My muse suddenly grips your museās hair.
Your muse roughly grabs my museās arm.
My muse roughly grabs your museās arm.Ā
Your muse wraps their hands tightly around my museās neck.
My muse wraps their hands tightly around your museās neck.
Your muse slams mine against a wall hard.
My muse slams yours against a wall hard.Ā
Your muse bites mine.
My muse bites yours.
Your muse clutches their hand tightly around my museās mouth to silence them.
My muse clutches their hand tightly around your museās mouth to silence them.
Your muse grabs my museās wrists.
My muse grabs their museās wrists.
Your muse attempts to shove away mine.
My muse attempts to push off yours.Ā
Your muse pins mine onto the ground.
My muse pins yours to the ground.
Your muse delivers beatings to mine.
My muse delivers beatings to yours.
Your muse breaks my museās arm.
My muse breaks your museās arm.
Mun chooses.
"No..." the word spoken as a whisper as he watches his friend's lifeless body hit the ground. Hurt and rage start bubbling up inside him. The person who was his closest and dearest friend was dead. Icicles began to shoot up from underfoot, and flames engulfed almost the entire left side of his body. He was going to make them pay for killing Midoriya.
//my poor boi