𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐑 ☾ 𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐓

you    won't    stomp    me    out      ! 

[breathofcosmos]

in a dead-sprint, she picks the little lady up & cradles her close. "don't let go and don't look down." is all the warning she gives the reporter before abruptly bounding vertically up the sheer-face of the sky-scraper.

A disgruntled and mildly panicked 'oof' leaves the smaller woman when weight barrels into her, expertly enough to not bring harm. It's a strange place to be, stranger and terrible when the shrill sound of metal tears behind them.

"W-wait ma'am!!?" There really wasn't time for that, Meryl knows despite the words and she's obeying instinctively, fingers curling into what fabric she can find on the professional hero. The otherworldly feeling of the leap makes her shriek though and soon her face is buried too.

She might be a tad tired of getting things far over her head. Sometimes.

[heelpress]

[ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 ] ― sender wraps a soft blanket around receiver’s shoulders ( from da birb )

@insurged , meme , accepting.

years  she’s  known  him  &  yet,  not  once  had  she  ever  mentioned  the  distinct  sound  his  feathers  made  ;  even  now,  she  knowingly  shifts  into  the  plumage  of  one  that  darts  past  her.  letting  it  knowingly  brush  over  the  apple  of  her  check  as  it  deposits  the  blanket  over  the  line  of  her  shoulders.  “don’t  be  cute,  i'm  still  going  to  kick  your  ass.”  she  calls  by  way  of  greeting  ;  as  if  she  wasn’t  the  one  who  scaled  the  high-rise  to  his  abode.  her  chin  juts  forward,  determined  to  broadcast  the  well-kept  hard  edge  of  her  demeanor. the very same one   that  just  so  happens  to  soften,  much  to  her  chagrin,  beneath  the  wake  of  his  presence; however, rumi’s  quick  to  act.  grabbing  fast  to  the  ruffled  hem of  the  blanket  &  pulling  it  close.    effectively  shutting  out  the  brisk  wind  as  she  ambles  up  onto  her  feet  ---  balance  easily  caught  on  the  rungs  of  his  balcony.  

a  chuff  is  given  &  another  follows  thereafter  as  she  steps  into  his  home;  leaving  behind  her  stolen  vigil.    with  two  easy  strides,  she’s  rightfully  invading  his  personal  pace  —  slipping  an  arm  through  his  &  all  but  dragging  him  to  the  bed.  it’s  a  little  rough,  she’ll  admit,  the  way  in  which  she  drags  him  down  to  her  level.  shifting  until  she’s  managed  to  slip  the  edge  of  the  blanket  over  him  as  well  before  promptly hunkering  down  into  the  lean  line  of  his  body.  greedily  siphoning  whatever  warmth  she  can  take  from  him.  a  second  passes  &  rumi  props  her  chin  up  onto  his  pectoral.  “you’re  stupid,  you  know  that?”  despite  her  words,  the  tone  is  soft.  fond. 

"i'm  glad  you’re  okay,  birdbrain.”  &  with  that,  she  promptly  adjusts,  digging  the  plump  of  her  cheek  into  his  chest  with  a  relieved  sigh. 

[waifubuki]

SHORT HAIR MIRUKO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[heelpress]

[ 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 ] - Fenix

@breathofcosmos , meme , accepting.

agitation  is  evident  in  the  way  in  which  rumi  bounces  her  leg.  her  fingers  drumming  against  the  hard-cap  of  her  prosthetic.  her  cheek  plopped  directly  in  the  center  of  her  new-appendage  of  her  other  hand.  she  twitches  ;  a  full  body  -  knee  jerk  to  whatever  fen’s  tinkering  with  just  out  of  sight.  a  breath  in  &  one  out  &  rumi  all  but  forces  herself  to  settle  ;  only  to  lean  back  an  inch  or  two  ;  letting  the  now,  short  fluff  of  her  mane  cascade  off  her  shoulder  as  she  glances  back  in  her  attempt  to  glean  the  other’s  progress.  

“i  thought  you  said  it’d  be  an  eas—-  “ 

the  words  all  but  die  in  her  throat  ;  a  small,  surprised  grunt  escaping  into  the  space  between  them.  one  that  quickly  divulges  into  a  soft  purr.  she  had  heard  the  bird  shifting  —  there  was  no  way  she  hadn’t  —  but  what  she  hadn’t  taken  into  account  was  exactly  how  close  fen  had  actually  gotten  &  now,  with  deft  hands  smoothing  through  her  wild  fringe,  rumi  finds  herself  relaxing.  inch  by  inch  ;  almost  resting  entirely  against  the  supporting  frame  of  the  examination  bench.  drifting  in  &  out  of  a  light  daze  leaving  fen  to  work  in  an  eclipse  of  fragile  peace. 

[heelpress]

[ 𝐇𝐔𝐌 ] - Meryl

@breathofcosmos , meme , accepting.

it’s  such  a  gentle  sound  that  rumi  finds  herself  subconsciously  shifting  against  the  upholstery  of  the  trucks’  back  seats.  the  movement’s  covered  beneath  the  pretense  of  a  yawn;  an  ear  twitching  in  the  direction  of  the  journalist.  peeking  up  at  the  brunette,  rumi  finds  herself  more  than  content  to  just  listen  for  but  a  moment.  it’s  sweet  ;  pleasant  in  a  way  that  was  always  hard-pressed  to  find  within  these  parts.  finally,  drawing  attention  to  herself  ;  lifting  an  arm  in  a  come  hither  gesture.  going  as  far  as  to  wiggle  her  fingers. 

“c’mere,  little  lady.”  it’s  not  a  warning  —  not  exactly,  but  only  just.  still,  amusement  colors  her  countenance  ;  alighting  &  sparkling  within  her  golden  hues  as  pins  meryl  with  knowing  look. 

[anime-to-the-t]

[lunememes]

🌙  *  ―     𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒  (  prompts for the five senses. add [reversed] to reverse the action. feel free to change wording as needed & add details )

𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇.

[ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 ] ― sender wraps a soft blanket around receiver’s shoulders [ 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐊 ] ― sender and receiver fall into bed together on silk sheets [ 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋 ] ― sender pulls receiver’s hair ( gently / hard ) [ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 ] ― sender strokes receiver’s hair [ 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender brushes receiver’s hair [ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓 ] ― sender paints a picture onto part of receiver’s body ( specify what & where ) [ 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender traces their fingertips over receiver’s body [ 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 ] ― sender traces a scar on receiver’s body [ 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 ] ― sender reaches out to hold receiver’s hand [ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 ] ― sender worships receiver’s body

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄.

[ 𝐔𝐍𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 ] ― sender feeds receiver something they’ve never tried before ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐑 ] ― sender feeds receiver something sour ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 ] ― sender feeds receiver something sweet ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender feeds receiver something spicy ( specify what ) [ 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender kisses receiver to taste the lingering flavour of what they ate or drank on their lips ( specify what ) [ 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood [ 𝐔𝐍𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 ] ― sender feeds receiver soup when they’ve fallen ill [ 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 ] ― sender makes receiver a cocktail to try [ 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender cooks receiver their favourite meal [ 𝐓𝐑𝐘 ] ―  sender gives receiver a taste of what they’re cooking / baking for their opinion

𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓.

[ 𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃 ] ― sender blindfolds receiver [ 𝐑𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄 ] ― sender and receiver see each other again after a period of being apart [ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 ] ― sender notices something different about receiver ( injury / haircut / tattoo / piercing / etc ) [ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋 ] ― sender greets receiver in formal partywear ( feel free to add detail ) [ 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐒 ] ― sender takes receiver to see lanterns in the sky [ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 ] ― sender and receiver lay under the stars to stargaze [ 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 ] ― sender and receiver lock eyes across the room [ 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖 ] ― sender and receiver see a shadow move out the corner of their eye [ 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 ] ― sender and receive watch as something burns ( candles / a building / a campfire / etc ) [ 𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender takes receiver to the aquarium to watch the sea life [ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐊 ] ― sender recognises receiver at a masquerade party

𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃.

[ 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂 ] ― sender puts on the radio to listen to music with receiver [ 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 ] ― sender plays receiver their favourite song on an instrument ( specify what ) [ 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 ] ― sender and receiver are in bed together while rain lashes against the windows / tent / etc [ 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender whispers something in receiver’s ear ( specify what ) [ 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender asks receiver for a dance upon hearing a song [ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐘 ] ― sender and receiver hear a sound when they should be alone ( footsteps / creaking floorboards / a scream / etc ) [ 𝐇𝐔𝐌 ] ― sender hums a lullaby to lull receiver to sleep [ 𝐌𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐃 ] ― sender comforts a temporally deaf receiver after a loud sound ( gunshot / explosion / etc ) [ 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐌 ] ― sender calms receiver down from a panic attack in a loud place [ 𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐑 ] ― sender and receiver hear a muffled sound from another room / outside ( music / people / creature / etc ) [ 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 ] ― sender hears receiver crying and approaches comfort them

𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋.

[ 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇 ] ― sender puts a scented bath bomb into receiver’s bath [ 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐄 ] ― sender lights a scented candle for receiver [ 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender puts perfume / aftershave on receiver’s ( wrist / neck / cheek ) [ 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 ] ― sender inhales receiver’s scent [ 𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐊 ] ― sender is drawn to the kitchen by receiver’s cooking [ 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒 ] ― sender steals an item of receiver’s clothes because it smells like them [ 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender notices receiver smells of their shampoo / shower gel [ 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 ] ― sender gives receiver flowers [ 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender helps clean receiver after a long day / stressful situation [ 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐘 ] ― sender and receiver walk through the sewers to escape capture / avoid detection / chase someone [ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 ] ― sender massages receiver with a scented oil

[mha-transparents]

[heelpress]

AIZAWA           __            labyrintt​.

“ It takes more letters to spell the words short then to spell long ” @heelpress​

        “ you  could  grate  a  block  of  cheese  then  squish  it  back  into  a  block  and  grate  it  again.”

[dcay]

{ @heelpress​ // Mirko // Meme }

“You’ll probably have to make me.”

That response caused the ITCH to crawl across the skin of his neck, yet not enough to make Tomura reach up and scratch it. Especially not because scratching simply didn’t get rid of it. There was only one thing that did.

           — “So you’re not letting me pass, huh?”

Of course not. That was a Pro and all they cared about was upholding their prestige images, by being a thorn in everyone’s side. From what he knew, this wasn’t just any Pro but the current No. 5. So dealing with her would probably take a bit longer than just a mere minute.  (Annoying) 

          “You guys are too predictable, its not even funny anymore.” 

[yinyeu]

rabbit hero: miruko

[heelpress]

             “you  know,  i  typically  buy  someone  a  meal  before  tryin’  to  feel  ‘em  up.”  the  harsh  scent  of  copper  has  her  nose  scrunching  as  she  edges  back,  momentarily  putting  a  gracious  amount  of   space  between  her  and  the  unknown  woman.   though  the  action    does  absolutely  nothing   to  quell  the  rabbit  hero’s  budding  satire.  “ not  to  mention  you  haven’t  even  asked  for  my  name  ! ”  

@hitxmi​  ,     ❤︎ ‘ d  

[spaacemusings]

                                                       who i am                                                     is where i stand

                                                  and where i stand                                                     is where i fall

[heelpress]

            “no  ! ”  it’s  complete  with  an  immediate  wave  of  hand  &  a  false  grin  to  boot.  though  the  countenance  gives  way  to  genuine  curiously  naught  but  a  moment  later.  all  accompanied  with  a  subtle  arch  of  brow  &  a  single  ear  twisting  to  keep  him  within  her  radar.    crossing  her  arms   &  pivoting  her  weight,  she  shifts  onto  her  heels.  “you  already  know  my  stance  on  this;  so  why  ask?   i’m  not  sure  what  you’re  looking  to  get  out  of  this.”  

@labyrintt​   ,     ❤︎ ‘ d    ( ft. aizawa shouta ) 

[heelpress]

             it’s  barely  that  of  a   gentle  nod.  a  quiet  whisper  of  a  scent  that  most  would  miss.  it  peaks  her  attention,  &  a  curious  smile  chases  it’s  way  across  her  features.  rumi’s  quick  to  dismiss  herself  from  the  older  faculty  members  &  take  off  into  the  maze-work  of  UA’s  school  grounds.

            she’s  almost  disappointed  at  how  fast  she  manages  to  track  down  the  brunette.  almost.  “i  thought  that  was  you  !”  is  the  greeting  she  throws  at  the  girl  from  the  perch  she’s  taken  upon  the  barrier  wall.  a  wave  is  given,  &  that  smile  of  her  stretches  impossibly  wide.  “got  a  minute?”  

@heroicity​  ,   ❤︎ ‘ d     ( ft. ochaco uraraka ) 

[heelpress]

           hey-o , how about a small starter call to kick things off? 

[heelpress]

alright, my temp rules can be found here !