GROWING PAINS.

mark cohen of jonathan larson's rent, uraraka ochaco of boku no hero academia & emma nelson of degrassi: the next generation !! ━ there is no future, there is no past. thank god, this moment's not the last. there's only us, there's only this, forget regret or life is yours to miss. no other road, no other way. no day but today. i trust my soul. my only goal is just to be. there's only now, there's only here. give in to love or live in fear. no other path, no other way. no day but today.

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❛ Do you think this is a game? ❜ {to mark from betty schaefer!}

“ no, i don’t. i … ”  he finished disassembling his projecter with a sigh. her words and the freshly lit cigarette in his mouth was a reminder of all the shit he’d been feeling since waking up in washington, and how all it had translated to was a bad smoking habit and lacklustre film.  “ it’s not a game to me, it’s … ”  good old stuttery mark, huh?  “ it’s just not finished yet. ”

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❛ Did someone hurt you? ❜ ( to emma from jenny | @timclcdy )

“ yeah. ”  well, no. emma wasn’t sure it counted when that person was herself. she had been working herself stupid lately. fretting over little things, blowing off steam, letting the anxiety catching back up to her, falling into old bad habits here and there. that was the reason she was huddled up, breathing heavy against a wall. the come down after a bout of panic, a feeling she surely hadn’t missed.  “ but i’m fine. ”  there it was. in that single utterance of fine, the bite that she’d cultivated over the years. / @timclcdy

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❛ What’s wrong with that? ❜ ( to uraraka from luna | @lunamximoff )

“ nothing! ”  there was nowhere to hide, was there? face flushed red, ocacho offered a smile that was, truthfully, more of a grimace.  “ there’s nothing wrong with that! i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to stare or embarrass you. i was just thinking and i … spaced out. ” / @lunamximoff

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❛ Are you laughing or crying? ❜ (uraraka and lena)

“ i think it’s a little bit of both … ”  mostly the latter, probably. she did have one of those crying faces where you couldn’t really tell. embarrassed, ochaco quickly wiped away the wetness from her cheeks, smiling bashfully.

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❛ Are you hungry? Want to go get something to eat? ❜ (May to Mark)

question: are you hungry? answer: yes. question: want to go get something to eat? answer: fuck yes, but i can’t pay. still, the growl of his stomach answered her question before he even could muster up the courage to say yeah. eyes flick down at his rumbling stomach and back up to may with a grimace.  “ you know what? yeah. sure. ”

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❛ Did someone hurt you? ❜ [ for uraraka! ]

“        no! ”  her feet came to land on the ground slowly as she pressed her fingerstogether, eyes firey with a mix of adrenaline and fear. the bag that the mugger had attempted to steal was safely slung over her shoulder. a bashful blush coated her cheeks, shooting him an appreciative smile.  “ he tried, but i got away. ”

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quick meme call for when i get on officially later on so i don’t miss out on anyone!

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quick meme call for when i get on officially later on so i don’t miss out on anyone!

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° • ? ( QUESTION SENTENCE STARTERS.

❛ What are you doing? ❜ ❛ Where are you going? ❜ ❛ Where are you taking me? ❜ ❛ How is that working out for you? ❜ ❛ Is everything okay? ❜ ❛ Why are you acting like this? ❜ ❛ You think I would lie to you? ❜ ❛ Are you telling the truth? ❜ ❛ Are you sure you want to do this? ❜ ❛ This is your bright idea of a plan? ❜ ❛ What else do you want me to do? ❜ ❛ What else can I do? ❜ ❛ What do you think I should do? ❜ ❛ What makes you think that? ❜ ❛ Who told you that? ❜ ❛ Who are you? ❜ ❛ Why are you here? ❜ ❛ Who invited you? ❜ ❛ How come you ever asked me? ❜ ❛ Did you really mean all those things you said? ❜ ❛ Why did you have to go? Why did you have to leave? ❜ ❛ Why is it so hard for you to see that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ What don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ Are you joking? ❜ ❛ Did I miss anything? ❜ ❛ You don’t remember? ❜ ❛ Did you really say all that stuff about me? ❜ ❛ Did you think I would forget? ❜ ❛ How can you sit there and say that? ❜ ❛ How do you even sleep at night? ❜ ❛ Are you coming or not? ❜ ❛ Am I the only one freaked out right now? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing or crying? ❜ ❛ Who did this to you? ❜ ❛ Did someone hurt you? ❜ ❛ Is it just me or are you, like, ignoring me? ❜ ❛ You want me to apologize for something you did? ❜ ❛ Are you going to kiss me or not? ❜ ❛ Aren’t you the one who said it though? ❜ ❛ So, you don’t like me like that? ❜ ❛ Where do we go from here? ❜ ❛ Are you being serious right now? ❜ ❛ How was I supposed to know that? ❜ ❛ Oh, is that a challenge? ❜ ❛ Are you flirting with me? ❜ ❛ Are you going to let me go now? ❜ ❛ Are we done now? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t just ask me? ❜ ❛ You’re going to believe them over me? ❜ ❛ How can possibly think that? ❜ ❛ Did you even miss me? ❜ ❛ Did anyone even notice that I was gone? ❜ ❛ Why do you go around and kiss everyone? ❜ ❛ Did you kill them? ❜ ❛ Who’s blood is that? Is that your blood? ❜ ❛ Do you think this is a game? ❜ ❛ Are you having doubts? ❜ ❛ Why haven’t you been at school/work? ❜ ❛ Is there something going on that you need to tell me? ❜ ❛ You said you wanted to talk? ❜ ❛ What am I supposed to do? ❜ ❛ What did you expect to happen? ❜ ❛ How long you think you can keep this act up? ❜ ❛ You don’t like me? Do you? Like in a more than a friend way? ❜ ❛ Is that what everyone is saying now? ❜ ❛ Who do I remind you of? ❜ ❛ Are you hungry? Want to go get something to et? ❜ ❛ Are you drunk? ❜ ❛ Are you lost? ❜ ❛ What’s so great about any of that anyway? ❜ ❛ Are you even listening to yourself? ❜ ❛ What are you going to do about it, huh? ❜ ❛ What are you staring at? ❜ ❛ What are you doing out here? ❜ ❛ Why did you call the police? ❜ ❛ Wait, do you hear that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you tell me anything? ❜ ❛ Hey, did you get me anything? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t you come over last night? ❜ ❛ What did you find out? ❜ ❛ Can I stay here for the night? ❜ ❛ Are you throwing rocks at my window? ❜ ❛ Are you crying? ❜ ❛ What are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Do you not understand the word no? ❜ ❛ Is that it? Is that all? ❜ ❛ Are you in some kind of trouble? ❜ ❛ Yeah, but, you have me. So why bother? ❜ ❛ What’s love got to do with it? ❜ ❛ This is where we kiss, right? ❜ ❛ Do you ever not just only think about yourself? ❜ ❛ Are going to leave me again? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong with that? ❜ ❛ Do you have anything you need to say to me? ❜ ❛ I think I’m going to puke. Is there a trash can in here? ❜ ❛ You really don’t know why I’m mad at you? ❜ ❛ Why do you treat me like I’m not important to you? ❜ ❛ Why are you telling me this? ❛ Are you ready? ❜ ❛ What’s with all the questions? ❜ ❛ I thought this is what you wanted? ❜ ❛ Where do you think you’re going with this? ❜ ❛ You’re just going to leave? ❜ ❛ Do you trust me? ❜ ❛ You love me? Or you think you love me? ❜ ❛ When will it ever stop? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’ll ever go away? ❜ ❛ What are you doing this weekend? ❜ ❛ You called for back up? ❜ ❛ What did I just witness? ❜ ❛ How do you cope when the one you love is with somebody else? ❜ ❛ Have you ever thought it? ❜ ❛ Are you wearing a wire? ❜ ❛ Is there something wrong? ❜ ❛ Is it something I said or something I did? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong? I thought that it was okay? ❜ ❛ Are you going to hold that against me forever? ❜ ❛ So, tell me, what else is new? ❜ ❛ You never actually cared, did you? ❜ ❛ You went to a party without me? ❜ ❛ Why wasn’t I invited? ❜ ❛ Do you think that’s a little fucked up? ❜ ❛ Oh, so you do speak? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’s really worth it in the end? ❜ ❛ How many more times do I have to tell you? ❜ ❛ You didn’t think that it would bother me? ❜

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uraraka ochaco / mark cohen / emma nelson.

[coxgitando]

HEADCANON QUESTIONS:

✿: What is your muses favourite scent?

☼: What is your muses favourite kind of weather?

☤: Is your muse allergic to anything?

♫: Does your muse like music? What kind?

✉: What is something your muse would write about?

✈: How far has your muse travelled away from their home?

💕: Does your muse have any crushes?

★: What is your muse’s zodiac?

✞: Does your muse have an religious beliefs? What are they?

∞: Is there something about your muse that has been constant throughout their life?

✘: What are your muses pet peeves?

💲: What is your muse like with their money? What’s their financial situation?

⚽: What’s your muse’s favourite sport?

✔: What is your muse’s sexuality?

✋: Is your muse left or right handed?

👓: Does your muse need reading aids? Contacts or glasses?

🎒: What does your muse normally keep in their bag?

🚑: Does your muse have any disabilities/impairments?

👕: What is your muse’s fashion sense like?

🎲: Does your muse like to gamble?

🍕: What’s your muses favourite food?

🍸: Does your muse like to consume alcohol? What’s their favourite kind?

💉: Does your muse have a substance addiction? To what?

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uraraka ochaco / mark cohen / emma nelson.

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thorncrowncd:

    -    the gorgeous weather and no work combination was a particular favourite of rhaneys’. in fact, it was the very same combination that had her sitting on the grass in a park, one hand turning the pages of a book she had been reading while the other idly brushed against the black fur of the kitten that played at her side. rhae was in peaceful silence until a passerby drew close enough, only lifting her gaze just long enough to take note of them before it returned back to the pages of her book. “ if you had a dragon what would you name it? theoretically of course, but humour me… ”

camera lowered, eyes up, mark furrowed his brow.  “ uh . . . ”  he’d been an avid reader as a kid  (  before he got into movies. nowadays he was always telling himself to go and pick up a book, but instead he switched on a film, both loving and hating the advances cinema had apparently made since 1989  )  and a big tolkien fan. his mind, typically, went straight for,  “ smaug. ”

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abetterhealthcarecompanion:

the sky was a particular shade of blue that baymax had only seen in books, described to him through hexadecimal coding and occasionally printed to him on screens. never in the sky like this, with the slight breeze and the warmth of the sun on his cheeks. these were things he used to never feel - or pay attention to - back home in san fransokyo. but here, in dc, where things could only be left unexplained, he always did his best to remember. as he continued down the way, he felt what could only be a mild bump against his shoulder. it was only when he heard the sound that came after, the fall to the ground, that he stopped taking in the sky and the sunshine and realized just what he had done.

“ oh no ! ” he immediately took to a knee. “ i apologize. i normally pay much more attention. ” he was also a lot denser than most humans - being made of metal and all - so even the gentlest of pushes could mean disaster. “ here, please, let me help you. may i scan you for further injuries ? ” what a tone, guilt, how heavy and genuine it hung on his words. he could do humans emotions well.

ah. ochaco had luckily saved herself from hitting the ground by letting her hand catch her, leaving her butt floating a couple centimetres above the tarmac. the soles of her shoes had hit the ground pretty hard though, causing the sound that made the guy turn around. she offered him a smile. it felt like she should be sorry for him, not the other way around.  “ i’m okay, really. ”  she gently pushed herself back up to her feet, pressing her fingers together to land easily back on the ground.  “ you seem more shaken than i do, really. are you okay? ”

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agirlhasnoname-dc:

Arya had her headphones in, walking home from her shift at the local animal shelter. She knew it wasn’t safe this time of night, but she didn’t care. She found it rather exhilarating, the idea that danger could be lurking around every corner. She walked, eyes peeled and when someone abruptly stepped out in front of her, she used the momentum to pin them to the ground, her knife at their throat. Breathing heavily, she realised the situation and rolled off, tucking her knife away. “I’m so sorry!” She brushed herself off, before thinking about it all. “What the fuck, though? Don’t you know better than scaring people?!?”

“ don’t you know better than pulling out a knife? ”  hypocrite! emma’s keys were sticking out from in between her fingers, even as she retaliated. she slowly lowered the keys, still wearing a pout, examining the girl through narrowed eyes.  “ . . . don’t you volunteer at the animal shelter? ”

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forgcttenpvst:

‘ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ sᴜᴘᴘᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴅʀɪɴᴋ ᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ?’ ᴊᴇssɪᴄᴀ sᴀɪᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʜᴜғғ, wrapping her hands in bandages. of course, stopping a moving car was hardly a challenge for jessica jones. but the weight of the truck that was blaring down the street was something she hadn’t expected. she was fine, other than some harsh bruising and a foul mood. ‘i did save your life just now, after all. i think it’s the least you can do.’

shit. mark had gotten used  ( mostly )  to the powers people used around town, but seriously, shit. skinny fingers clutched his camera tight. he’d never actually had anybody use their powers . . . for him before. her request stung more, though. he shot her a wince, a grimace quirking at one corner of his mouth.  “ uh,         i don’t have any cash. ”

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nitrchero:

He blinks upon hearing that familiar sound. He lowers his arm and looks back. He frowns when it was her. He rolls his eyes, clicking his tongue in annoyance.

❝Whatever, Round Face. Fuck off. I don’t want to fucking deal with you. Go back to Japan and bother Deku or whatever. Not me.❞ He turns around, not wanting to deal with her.

“ r . . . round face? ”  a single hand came to rest on the side of her cheek. aw man, she hadn’t gained weight again, had she? but his next words were what really got her.  “ go back to japan? i was only ever there once, and . . . ”  dreams. not real. her next words came out sharper, more confused and more frustrated.  “ i don’t know any deku. you clearly have me mistaken. ” 

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survivesomehcw:

“i, uh, yeah i’m fine.” no she wasn’t, but how did sidney explain to someone who didn’t know? she didn’t need to tell that story again. she hoped she’d never have to.

a click of the tongue, a tilt of the head, ochaco wasn’t sure she believed her, not at all, actually. she knew when she was being lied to.  “ you sure? you’re still looking a little unsteady. ”

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nitrchero:

There was finally action going on. Villains. Perfect. He needed this badly. He needed to rage. Oh how good it felt to rage. Villains, left and right, being blown away by his explosions. He knocked them down one by one. Sure he caused some damage but did he care? So as long as the civilians were out of the way, he can let loose.

Once the fight was over, the villains were apprehended and reporters started to swarm him. He frowns, walking away, telling them to fuck off. He wasn’t about to let them interview him at all.

He took his mask off along with his grenade gauntlets, wiping the sweat off his forehead. He sensed someone following him and he brings his hand out to the back, open palm. Sparks were setting off on his forearm and to his hand.

❝You better have a good fucking reason why you’re following me and why I shouldn’t blow your face off.❞

ochaco’s earnest smile quickly faded, becoming a disappointed pout. eyebrows knitted, she shook her head.  “ never mind. ”  one thing that had always been cool about washington, was the amount of people with powers, herself included. unfortunately, ochaco had never learned how to utilise hers to really fight, instead opting to get involved with helping people through charity, while taking self defense classes on the side.  “ your power is pretty cool. ”  his mask off, ochaco had to blink twice. she’d been having weird dreams lately, and his face looked familiar but        she shook it off.