Unbreakable

Independent, selective RP blog for a BNHA OC, Vivian Fumetsu. Sideblog; will follow back from barricr. Please read about and rules before interacting

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“how did she look?”

“small and angry”

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/*Anyone want a starter with your favourite indestructible mom? Like this post!*/

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BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA RP BLOG MASTERLIST

Please REBLOG if you would like to be added! In addition, include in the tags:

The name of your character

Whether your muse is an original character, canon, or has a verse or au in the world of the animanga Boku no Hero Academia!

What group your character is in (villains, u.a., pro heroes, etc)

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╰☆╮MUSE AESTHETIC .

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bold the aesthetic for your muse; italicize what can be taken two ways.

the softest palms that never want to touch you until after a bottle of wine. / “ just braid your hair if you won’t brush it, at least, you useless girl. ” / pulling on your skirt with one hand as you shuffle away. / “ you’ll get it done before the day is up. ” / guilt that isn’t yours to have. / it’s a crooked game, but it’s the only one in town. / chains. / “ how could you do this to me? ” / the sharp sting of guilt. / you feel something even though you’re paid to do the opposite. / the family you never had. / falling backwards through time. / quicksand. / drowning, but you don’t save yourself. / “ you’re getting better. ” / “ they smile like a snake.” / you’re the stars and the sky. / there’s a part of you that couldn’t stay away even if you were forced to. / they are your wings, there’s no doubt there. / “ let’s take off somewhere. let’s fly. ” / you edge a bit too close to the sun. / another ghost to take your place after every stumble. / deep roots in the ground slashed open in the sun. / rock candy melting in water. / waves rise and leave the foam behind. / the precipice you call home has a tip you’ll reach eventually. / happiness is the best front a man can take. / “ i’ve never seen someone as beautiful as you before. ” /you disagree; he’s more beautiful. / discomfort at the tiniest of touches. / the sky opens up when you see them. / rain comes down. / poppy fields. / your sanity hanging by a thread. / “ oh god, what have you done? ” / roommates weren’t supposed to be the smartest ones of all. / they’ve got a devil on their shoulder and an angel in their mind. / you try to help, but it only got worse. / now they’re dead, it’s all your fault.

adam & eve in the garden. / a temptress in crisp button-downs. / “ fuck, you’ve gone off the deep end, haven’t you? ” / they lie so perfectly you almost forget yourself. / the spark that lit the kindling on your funeral pyre. / sugar and spice and a taste for the dark side. / yves saint laurent black opium on your pillow, a scented cloud drifting behind you like a cape. / crisp green apples piled up on the table. / your shoes are sharp, but your wit is even sharper. / what a pretty one, they say. / you laugh without humor. / a soft, hollow spot sits in your chest. / there’s a place you’ll never leave no matter who tries to stop you. / the seat of power fits like a glove. / heavy is the head that wears the crown. / you share a space, but not a mind. / they think you are weak; you are, maybe. / “ what are you going to do with all of these pills? ” / an empty bird’s nest. / broken pencil tips. / there’s an empty paper in front of you that you’ll never fill. / “ we want you to succeed. i hope you can grasp that. ” / “ they weren’t there when it happened. ”  / corruption. / there’s a red string tying you together. / the scent of whiskey on the horizon. / “ you’re the best friend i’ve ever had. ” / pink tipped fingers lock in secrecy. / 99 red balloons drifting through a hazy sky. / you try to lift your head up, but it’s so much effort. / always walking on sunshine. / there’s a million reasons to come down from the clouds, but you can’t be bothered. / hair twisted up with glitter butterfly clips like a haphazard mobile. / you drift, but you know where you’re going. / no one has any dirt on you because you’re infinitely spotless. / the empty side of your bed they crawled into when they were nine. / court hearings. / “ i miss you. ” / siblings are a funny thing. / they point out every family-shaped hole in every picture on the mantelpiece. / blackbird screaming / you still wake in nightmares. / are you an illusion? / you don’t feel real. / who is in control? / “ like you like me like corpses. ” / and all the choirs in my head sing. / it’s the laughing, it’s the laughing, it’s the laughing. / they tell you to put out your hand; you hesitated. / you’ll always be a protagonist but you won’t always be the hero.

there’s a thousand eyes watching your every move in the darkness. / masks upon masks upon masks; secrets piling up until all the exits are blocked. / with all your hiding, does anyone know who you truly are? / do you? / five seconds, four, three, two – you feel adrenaline surge through you. / the look on their face is every definition of ‘no’; you’re still going to do it. / “ what’s worse, dying or being caught? ” / you still don’t know the answer. / “ you’d never hurt me. ” and yet you just might. / wings clipped to the flesh to prevent escape. / you’ll still find a way out. / someone else slipped in and took their place. / there’s a grin on your face and a bad idea in your head. / you’ll agree every time they try to tear you down.

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ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴀɪᴅ (ᴏʜ ɴᴏ) I’M NOT YOUR PUNCHIN’ BAG

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/*HC that should be posted here: Vivian was hit by a car once in her youth.

The car lost.

Vivian escaped with only a bit of a bruise, while the car may as well have hit a tree. Or a moose, or something equally harsh and uncaring.*/

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     September looks over at the ghost and her eyes widen. Oh right. Her quirk had to go somewhere. Apparently, this woman who looks like Kenta’s mother. Wait, that is Kenta’s mother. The not-ghost grits her teeth awkwardly, shifty-eyes not making contact.

          “Sure I can help! You’re effectively dead, for starters, but I’m pretty sure your body is just in stasis. You… can’t interact with the physical world unless possessing something or someone, or creating a poltergeist, which I really don’t know how to explain. But! All humans can see you.”

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“Well, isn’t that lovely.” How did Kuronan live like this? Oh yes-- “Hey, don’t you have a doll or something you usually use? Mind if I borrow that?” She could really use some stress relief, but if she couldn’t interact with things normally, baking was out of the question without assistance. She wasn’t sure how much Kuronan’s doll had in the way of fine motor control, but she’d take what she could get.

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@ghostlyheropoltergeist​

Don’t mind her, she’s just haunting the kid whose quirk she knows she got since she has nothing better to do with her afterlife. Kenny’s told her all about his classmates, so there was no mistaking Ms. Kuronan as the original bearer of this inconvenience. 

“Do you think you could give me a hand with this, dear?” Could she even interact with people as normal?

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@ghostlyheropoltergeist > @inviincia

What was that? Was that... what a heart attack felt like?? The last thing she remembered was blacking out, and now she’s floating... above herself......

“Kenny! I could use some help over here!”

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Quirkswap Event

Okay wow there’s 17 notes on that post already SO. Let’s do this. Some mysterious person in a school uniform went through the building and tapped a bunch of people on the heads. What a weirdo right?

Except now– oh boy. Your quirk isn’t working right. In fact, your quirk isn’t your quirk at all.

It’ll wear off! Probably. Hopefully?!?!

HOW THIS WILL WORK

To participate, REBLOG THIS POST so we can spread it around

Everyone will be assigned one random quirk from someone else on the list. They’re not direct swaps. Who gets your quirk may not be the source of the quirk you get. I will be using https://www.random.org/

The effects last one IC day but feel free to run threads for as long as you want

I’ll do the first run of randomizations at 10PM EST today but if more people wanna jump in after that we can just do another batch

Drop me an IM if there’s someone you would be uncomfortable being paired up with and I’ll work around it

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Vivian has a great love of cute pet names, and will rarely ever call someone by their real name to their face. The nickname she uses to address someone is a strong indicator of how she feels about them. Common examples:

“Dear” – Used mostly for people she’s not super friendly with but has found no reason to dislike. Generally positive.

“Sweetie” – Clear sign of affection, for close friends and those she considers family.

“Honey”/”Sonny” – People she doesn’t like. You’re on thin ice with her if she calls you honey. Often said in the sort of sickly sweet tone that carries an unspoken threat.

Custom nickname – For the most important people in her life. The most notable example is “Kenny”, her nickname for her son.

She’ll also generally respond positively to being given nicknames by anyone she’s the least bit fond of. Given her age, she’s quite happy to be called “Granny”, or something similar.

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xforall replied to your post ““Well, lookee here. Been through hell and just as tall as ever, aren’t...”

"Thankfully, shrinking isn't anything I'm planning on doing."

“Not vertically, at least.” That was probably a sore spot, but she said it regardless.

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“Well, lookee here. Been through hell and just as tall as ever, aren’t you, Toshi?”

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