Magical Girl

“Heroes are made by the paths they choose, not the powers they are graced with.” Indie rp blog selective #mahounx

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likecottxncandy:

     with the tap to her shoulder, the girl turned her head to look at the other. the idea of her taking notes was almost laughable. “ no, i didn’t ” she never did – it was a miracle cassie had even gone to class; the difference was that she didn’t have a good excuse for it, if any at all. she simply didn’t like classes and could barely stand staying there for so long – she really was far from being a decent student. “where were you anyway? ”

           Well, she wasn’t very helpful. She’ll remember it for next time ( although she didn’t plan ahead her off days, she knew some days she wouldn’t be able to help it ), and ask some other classmate that seemed more diligent about their school work ( but not too diligent, for then they become snotty and annoying about giving up their notes to others, especially with her more delinquent-like appearance ). 

           But she didn’t expect the other to be curious about her whereabouts, hardly knowing her other then her name and face. And so, put on the spot ( usually a good liar, it wasn’t as if she enjoyed it ) she said the first thing that came to mind. “Had the shits, didn’t feel up to coming to class after that battle.” Fuck, why did she have to phrase it like that? 

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dstroycd:

                               ❛   i - i —- . . i      WASN’T     looking ,    i      swear  ! !   ❜               womanly     silhouette ,       fascinating      the       r i p p l e s      of     muscle      outlined      PROMINENTLY     through     skin.      &&     yet       (        DUMBFUCK ,        getting     stuck     from      looking     at     H  E  R    bare—     don’t       MESS     UP       like      l a s t      t i m e         )          tightened       chest       bore       palm      a      top       erratic      heart       for       remembrance     of       HOPE      spoke      for      just      a      moment.                 ┆ @mahounx          ❤’d       for      s t a r t e r .

           If he had been any usual pervert, she’d have knocked him off his feet without hesitation ( punching through her problems seemed like the appropriate thing to do, on most occasions ). However, timid form that shook from merely being looked at, she felt bad for him ( what kind of lifestyle did he grow up in where he had to be weary of every little action he made? ). So, instead, she tried a more humane approach -- something that should fit her more heroic title. “If you really didn’t do it, you wouldn’t be so defensive about it. If you did do it, a simple apology would have sufficed. Breath, and relax. It’s not a big deal.” She had other things to worry about then some guy staring at her the wrong way. 

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Starter call !!

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hyoukan:

        indecorous high - pitched squeal breaks free past lips , cheeks pinched with the saturation of balsam against the pallor of her skin , but said terror quickly veers into the mellifluous cadence of childish glee /  taut muscles loosen and grow slack , the fear that twisted knots into her stomach replaced with hair - raising anticipation / she won’t drop , she won’t drop , she trusts you !!

           She couldn’t help the laugh she let out at Eru’s squeals that quickly veered from fear to glee, giving her another couple of lifts for her enjoyment ( she lost count from laughing, but she was pretty sure it was around thirty in total, give or take ). Gently bringing her down, she slid her arms around hr form to rub soothing circles over her back, laughing into the crown of her head as she tried to calm herself down as well. “Thanks for helping me out.”

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           Staring at the destruction, she wasn’t really sure what to think, except to turn her attention to the only people who looked more guilty then perplexed by the outcome. “Did you do this?” 

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strcnght:

   whoops.

 it wasn’t her, and since izuku is incredibly shy, he felt a terrific need to run for it. oh boy, what has he done now?

  “ s-sorry, i thought you were something else! “ he replied with a shivering body and waterfalls of sweat falling out of his forehead.

   then, he felt a shock. blackout, then sudden light. he almost passed out due the embarrassment. with a hand on the concrete and the other on his left eye he gave out a grunt.

     “ ugh… “ goddamit.

           The shivering and sudden breaking out in sweat was an indicator enough that something was wrong, but to go as far as to faint ( even for a moment ) jerked her body forward to grab at his shoulders, trying to steady him. “Hey! Are you ok? Sit down for a second--” she instructed, trying to get him to calm down as her other hand went to slide into her bag to pull out a water bottle for him. Gaze scanning his form, he didn’t seem to be injured, so maybe he was sick? Besides the sweating, he didn’t seem to have a fever or anything major -- heat stroke? Nausea? 

           Getting to relax first would help figuring out what was up with him. 

[guillotinesuggestions]

Get up.

You’re not dead yet

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( @prettypurge ; cont. )

           Vigilant eyes were always on the prowl for quick scans of speedy rescues, and although she couldn’t be everywhere at the same time ( which eats at her when she can’t save someone ), she tries her best to predict areas where trouble could most likely occur. But spontaneous accidents were always likely, so when the boy with his head down continued to walk the crosswalk while cars were passing by, she didn’t even think when she reached out, grabbing a fistful of the back of his shirt, and pulling him back before a car could potentially run his over. “How about trying not to die.” 

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Inbox call !!

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booklct:

                     @mahounx startercall

              “Ah, you actually came.” Lynn found himself smiling at the sight of the female. Honestly, when he made plans for the interview, he half expected to be stood up. The male took a seat across from her. “I mean, not to expect the worst, but you should always prepare for the worst. Have you ordered anything?”

           She knew this was a bad idea. Like from past experiences, he was just going to tarnish whatever dignity and reputation she tried to present herself as the good guy, the hero -- nothing in the face of his words, would could potentially paint her as the shameless nymphomaniac that dresses up and pretends to be something she wasn’t. But, part of being a hero was to have faith in humanity, and offer second ( third, fourth, fifth, twenty-seventh ) chances. And so, she would bear herself once again, with the hopes that it would be different this time around. “Well, I assumed dinner was on you, so I wasn’t going to pass up a free meal.” 

           She wasn’t going to make plans with him, only to leave him hanging ( a promise was a big deal to her, and the only thing that would hold her back from fulfilling one was if an emergency came up ). “Not yet. Sit, relax, and let’s get things rolling.”

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ghostpillow:

         ❛  h - huh??   ❜    eyes wide ,  mouth gaping slightly ,  he looks nothing but confused and disoriented by the sudden interruption .  why’s she so angry?  ❛   um ,  i’ve been doing this for awhile now!!  and i haven’t been hurt yet ,  so isn’t it fine…?    ❜

           He’d been doing this a while? What the hell for? He was just asking for trouble! “Even though buildings are abandoned, they are still property owned by someone. If you’re caught, that’s breaking an entering. What are you trying to do anyways by going in it at the dead of the night?”

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invisibilitii:

          ♡ —- @mahounx !

     “ don’t choose that one!  that claw machine is notorious for eating money. “

           She’d only thought to play because she was eyeing one of the prized, but immediately backed off when she heard the other’s remark. “Ah, thanks for that.” Gestures to any of the other games. “Anything else I should know before trying something else?”

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wrathbred:

❛ but WHAT ━━ ? ❜ complexion acquires THE VIVID PALETTE of tangerine and sanguine blemishes ,  ❛ y - you think i meant to DO THAT ? i - i didn’t okay ? ━━ okay ? ❜

           “Hey, I ain’t judging! For real! It’s just--” Gestures to the destroyed property. “Who’s gunna fix all this up? You? Or some poor construction worker who didn’t sign up for property damage by supernatural beings? Hmm?” All about perspective.

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fierydog:

      Who was she to deny him the pleasure of doing the dog greeting!       The big dog will just stare at her; somewhat glaring.

           “Don’t give me that look, I know you’re not just some dog. Don’t try to act like it.” GLARES RIGHT BACK.

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etifedd:

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green emeralds moving out of their center of view to reveal a red haired woman, for some reason she seemed familiar, to him at least. 

    “ h-hey! “ he gently said, maybe she isn’t who he thinks it is? a little bit nervous he waited after gently tapping her shoulder with her finger.

    for some reason he felt in his gut that she wasn’t who he thought it was, but hell what was the harm in trying?

           Earplugs plugged into her phone to listen diligently to police monitors, wanting to know if any activity was happening in the city that needed her immediate attention, she hadn’t noticed the other call for her attention until he tapped her shoulder, turning her full attention to him. Pulling one side out, she combed her short hair back -- revealing red streaks through black locks -- as she smiled over to him. “What’s up? Need any help with anything?” 

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strxwberrii:

❝ I got it from a little galfriend of mine~ ❞ whether she’s being sarcastic or not, hiko pulls up his phone ❝But I just looked for myself and they have them at MACY’s!!❞

           Scooting over, she come over to his side to look at his phone screen along with him. “Is it cheap?” It wasn’t like she had anyone to wear it for, or any reason to wear it at all-- but a girl can dream, and be prepared, can’t she?

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believinghxpe:

@mahounx ♥’d

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                                                 “ Excuse me. Have you seen a man with black hair and red eyes ? He wears rather….dark clothes. And kinda looks like me , I guess. ”

           She can’t say that she has, but she also wasn’t going to sit on the sidelines about this. “Do you need help finding them? Four eyes are better then two.”