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Ind. Priv. Selective BNHA OC. Adored by Sage.

[rp-memes-without-queues]

Send 👪 to hear about my muse’s family!

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Someone: *starts playing with my hair* Me:❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Someone: your hairs really soft Me: ❤️❤️❤️😍😘❣💕💖💘💟💓💞💕💚💞💘💘💞💕💕💞💕💕💞💞💕💖💘❣💚💚💙💓💓💞

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quiet--boy:

“Your quirk has to do with bad luck? That’s actually pretty interesting… though I’d rather you didn’t use it on me - I feel as if I’m finally having good luck for once in my life…How does your quirk work, if you don’t mind me asking?”

       ❝ I don’t mind, but if you’re asking for science, I have no damn clue. By all accounts, it makes no sense. If you’re not asking for science, then... alright, that’s doable. My quirk requires some sort of contact with either the person themself or something with their DNA on it. If its the later, it’s been known to disintegrate, and my reign of terror only seems to last about as long as it does. Do you follow? ❞

[luckstranded-blog]

hiddenfear:

@luckstranded

The small male hummed quietly as he looked over his lesson plans for the day. Not much different than usual, actually. Though, he would have to assess the students’ quirks next week to make sure everyone was progressing steadily. This was more for his own satisfaction and worry than anything else. Scooting his chair back, it was then that he finally noticed the other and nearly jumped.

“O-oh! Something you needed?”

       ❝ Eh, a will to live would be nice, ❞ they mutter nonchalantly, shifting the mess of papers in their arms into a slightly more comfortable position, ❝ But I doubt you could provide me with one of those. However what you could provide me with is an end to this meaningless task; I was asked to deliver some papers to you. And before you ask, no, I don’t know what they are, or why they need to come to you specifically. ❞

[ultratorment]

[luckstranded-blog]

ofeclipses:

“The ‘we’ is because I already assumed you were gonna say yes, what with your whole bad luck thing, I assumed you were into that stuff, but anyways - woo! Ghost hunting!”

Tonight was going to be a huge ghost hunt, with them hopefully encountering some ghosts - or, even better, taking out some hostile ghosts! And only hostile ghosts, because he wouldn’t salt a passive ghost, that’s for sure.

       Huh... They like this kid.

      ❝ Smart. You already know me better than half of my classmates. I think the... formalities is a little misleading to some. ❞

       Miska tilted their head slightly, reaching to toy with the edges of their shirt sleeves, ❝ Where do you intend to go ghost hunting, Ishikawa? I can’t recall any ‘ghost hotspots’ nearby. Although... Halloween is approaching, perhaps we could tag along with one of those ‘ghost tours’? I doubt that’d be as fun as breaking through the window of some abandoned motel, though. ❞

[angstmemes]

worried starters

trigger warnings apply! ( mental illness, drugs and alcohol use, self-destructive behaviours, and vomiting )

“You haven’t slept for days, have you?” “Are you eating properly? You don’t look it.” “Why do you keep stumbling over your words? Just how tired are you?” “You need to think about yourself every once in a while.” “I know your work is important, but you’re going to end up in hospital if you go on like this!” “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?” “You look so… empty. I’m worried for you, please talk to me.” “Are you alright in there? You’re so quiet.” “How did you get these bruises? Please don’t lie to me.” “There’s something bothering you that you’re not telling me and I can see it slowly destroying you. What happened?” “You’re sleep deprived and you haven’t been eating. Why do you think you’re feeling dizzy?” “I can give you some pills to help you sleep. They aren’t healthy, but this is even less healthy.” “If you didn’t just blink I would’ve sworn you were dead, that’s how sickly you’re looking. Go to bed, please!” “Have you drank all of these bottles in one weekend?!” “I know you don’t want this, but it’s for your own good. Sign the papers so they can pick you up tomorrow and you can get clean.” “What the hell are you doing?! Did you do that to yourself?!” “When was the last time you left the house? Or opened the curtains for that matter.” “Here, just keep breathing. It’ll be okay. Better out than in…” “This can’t go on like this! You’re not eating, you’re not sleeping, you barely talk!” “I’m sorry. I went through your room and found this. Explain what the hell this is doing in your room!” “I thought you’d quit! How long have you been lying to me?” “I’m only trying to help and right now I think I have a much better idea of what you need than you do.” “Did you take anything? Why are you passing out? Hey! Stay with me!”

[luckstranded-blog]

@ofeclipses || from HERE

      ❝ …You’re... going ghost hunting? ❞

       A pause.

       ❝ …May I accompany you? ❞

       Maybe S O M E wouldn’t think it, upon meeting Miska- But they were a FAN of the paranormal. Ghosts, demons, cults, exorcisms... It was one of the things they greatly enjoyed.

       ❝ Though I should ask- Who is ‘we’? ❞

[luckstranded-blog]

@thecommonmansheroes liked for a small starter 

       Miska sighed softly, staring down at the, ah... NEEDLE sticking out from their finger. Great.. Wonderful, fantastic... 

       ❝ You there, ❞ they spoke, turning their attention to the only other student in the room, ❝ Assist me, please. I require a bandaid. There should be some in the upper drawer of that desk. ❞

[florial]

“If I was your girlfriend/boyfriend”…finish it in my ask

[luckstranded-blog]

ofeclipses:

“Uh, red and smells like blue…” Lord, this is gonna be bad, and normally he’d feel it, but he’s also deprived of sleep, so yeah. This is gonna go great. “I dunno, what is it?”

God, someone put them to sleep.

       They’re... they’re already laughing. Good GOD- This was going to be terrible WONDERFUL. Shaking slightly from their own repressed laughter, Tokuguwa leaned towards Shiko.

       ❝ Red paint. ❞

       ...There is no reason for a 17 year old to be laughing THIS hard over such a simple ‘’joke’’-

[luckstranded-blog]

@ofeclipses liked for a small starter

       Here comes the sleep deprivation train, rollin’ into the station! TOOT, TOOT!

       ❝ Ishikawa! ❞ The seamstress hummed, stepping beside the younger man from behind, and clasping their own hands together in a sort of praying gesture, ❝ I have a joke for you. What is red, and smells like blue paint? ❞

[luckstranded-blog]

@dragxn-born liked for a small starter

       ❝ <  Jó reggelt > , Greyling-Sensei, ❞ Tokugawa muttered, tapping their foot almost impatiently against the floor. The student doesn’t even BOTHER to look up at the UA teachers face, settling instead on keeping their gaze steadily placed on the center of his chest. God, this guy was huge. It’d hurt their neck a little too much to have to stare up at this mountains face.

       ❝ ...What do you do here, again? ❞

[luckstranded-blog]

       me: i should work on ekos replies        me, anyways:LIKE THIS FOR A SMALL STARTER-

[luckstranded-blog]

quiet--boy:

“Bad luck…? Hm, I guess I would have to go with breaking a mirror.. I mean I don’t know if I necessarily believe in bad luck per say, but I can’t deny that messing with unknown things can’t always go unpunished.”

     ❝ Ah... you don’t believe in bad luck? That’s unfortunate; But, you know... I COULD ALWAYS CHANGE YOUR MIND. Bad luck seems to be something my quirk T H R I V E S upon-Though some would argue it’s much more entropy inclined. ❞

[sun--spirit-deactivated20210126]

Sexting? Nah. I’m into spexting. Spooky texting. Ever seen a ghost? Hmu.

[luckstranded-blog]

    ❝ What do you call a dog with no legs? ❞

    ❝ It doesn’t matter what you call him. He isn’t coming.❞