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#( idk i put a lot of effort into mirio without realizing that like. idk )#( he'll be on hiatus for now )

smxll-mxght‌:

closed thread for @manquc continued from #here

“It’s just that…” Izuku searched his mind for the right words, tilting his head slightly as he moved closer. “You don’t look like yourself. The Mirio-Senpai I know is energetic and cheerful. Always looking as if he’s had ten cups of coffee and ran a marathon.” Izuku’s knack for noticing small details in everything was both a blessing and a curse. In moments like these, where someone was trying to hide something, it was definitely more of a curse. Especially given that any other person that might look at him would not have noticed. “This Senpai looks more like–”

“This.”

seeing the way izuku portrayed how mirio looked just barely pulled a laugh from him, rubbing his neck a bit and sighing some.

“aw jeez, do i really look like that? what a nightmare, huh?“

he laughs, clearly trying to keep up the happy, not-tired facade. after a moment he lets out a heavier sigh than the last, smiling to himself and letting his fingertips brush over the roots of his blond hair. the soft feeling helps ground him a bit, his eyes lowered in thought, trying to find the right words.

#smxll mxght #( thank you for this ♥ )#𝓶 --- time never runs out. some people just can't seem to move faster than the clock hands. (queue)

💆🏻+6 (ssuneatr) :flushed:

pamper mirio // accepting

mirio wasn’t exactly the biggest fan of makeup, but when it was to cover up blemishes and help them heal, he was all for it! except he wasn’t the best at doing it himself… most times he’d rely on his dad, but neither of them were too good at it. so having tamaki offer was great!

of course he was a bit embarrassed about it, asking a friend ‘hey can you help me with my makeup’ when having been pretty clear on not wearing it was a weird thing to do, at least on his part. but tamaki was kind enough to not look at him weird or anything! sitting in front of him with his eyes lowered a bit, as if he’s thinking, mirio would laugh whenever the roller tickled his cheek.

“you’re really good at this, tamaki-kun!”

@ssuneatr

#fullcwld #𝓶 -- mail call (answered)#( sorry this took so long hah )#𝓶 --- time never runs out. some people just can't seem to move faster than the clock hands. (queue)#ssuneatr

altaindustries‌:

“Aw, there’s one for hugging too? Th-that’s so cute!”

She didn’t ask what he meant about the others being gross, figuring it was best she didn’t know anyways. Sora only knew a small selection of knock-knock jokes and puns, all of which she found incredibly amusing but rarely used in actual conversation.

It was around then that she realized she hadn’t even properly introduced herself yet, and was quick to try and fix her mistake.

“Oh, uh, m-my name’s Sora, by the way.. what’s yours?”

around the same time she realized it, mirio had as well, growing a bit embarrassed that he just had this weird somewhat-but-not-really conversation with a stranger who didn’t even know his name, and vice versa.

“sora, huh? well, i’m mirio! say, i wasn’t really up to much, just kinda hangin’ out around here, but if you want, we can go check out if the festival is open yet! my friends should be checking it out in a bit too, so you can become my friend as well!”

he pipes up, awfully cheery. it seemed nailing that joke really lifted his spirits, however high they were earlier--

#altaindustries #𝓶 -- unphased. (ic)

‘ You should be resting. ’

caring meme // accepting

“a-all might--”

having the former top hero worrying about him was such a bizarre feeling. this guy was a pro, and even if he had retired, he was still someone with more worries than a kid--

mirio was aware that wasn’t true. he knew that all might was a teacher now, and cared to help the growing heroes, but... why would he worry about someone who probably wouldn’t be a pro in the future, anyways?

“it’s fine--- i mean, i know, i was just... uh...”

he really had no excuse as to why he was wandering so late, and mirio knew he had no place to ask why the teacher was up as well. maybe a sort of security thing that the staff was doing... but he kept quiet now, the silence between him explaining himself and now growing too long, too suspicious for him to just blurt out some random reason.

@symbolofpxace

#symbolofpxace #𝓶 -- mail call (answered)#( thank you for this!! feel free to continue if u want uwu )#𝓶 --- time never runs out. some people just can't seem to move faster than the clock hands. (queue)

vocalcontrol‌:

shinsou himself would be sitting, waiting for mr. aizawa to return to the classroom for his training session. he had received a first person view of the other pacing back and forth through the open door.

a frown, and scratched at the back of his head.

❝ unfortunately, don’t think i have those. only person i could think that you could get those reliably from would be yaoyorozu from 1-a. ❞ how useful a creation quirk would be. nonetheless –

❝ i was going to make myself coffee anyway, it’s not going to be any trouble since i’m heading that way anyway. ❞

it didn’t seem that aizawa was going to be arriving any time soon, so he was going to run down to get himself a bit of liquid consciousness.

a little snort leaves him there, recalling yaoyorozu when he had visited the class. she was cute, seemed to have a lot of potential. pinching his chin between his index finger and thumb, he thought about the changed circumstances. if it wan’t out of his way, then how could he say no?!

“you know what, screw it! i could use some coffee. sleep is a majestic being i have yet to capture in these past few days!”

that is followed with a rather cheerful laugh, mirio having basically confessed to not sleeping in quite a bit. probably wasn’t too strange for the students of u-a, but it was a bit out of the norm when it came to looking at mirio. he always seemed so well-rested, ready for the day.

“if they have any sort of toffee creamer, you should totes put some in my cup!”

#( hifdsuh that's basically it )#( aizawa vc: hey this is my new kid. )#( mirio vc: oH HEY whats up new sib wanna play video games??? )#( also mirio please sleep )#vocalcontrol #𝓶 --- time never runs out. some people just can't seem to move faster than the clock hands. (queue)

lemme-detroit-smash

A student: *literally just exists*

Aizawa:

T A R G E T L O C A T E D

#𝓶 -- i stand in your shadow. but i'm catching a glimpse of the light ahead. (heroes)#( mirio vc: haha that's my dad )

screenshotsofdespair

wearepaladin

#𝓶 --- thoughts like these can be tiring. keep thinking. (musings)

sagamemes

pamper my muse! let’s get up close and personal for the sake of making people feel and/or look good. some of these prompts imply sex or gender, but most of them are completely unisex. send me 💆🏻 + number to pamper or help out my muse. you can also add ‘reverse’ at the end for my muse to do it to yours instead!

brush or comb hair.

wash hair.

cut hair.

trim hair.

dye hair.

put on makeup.

fix makeup.

put on face/body paint.

pluck/wax eyebrows.

do eyebrows.

shave facial hair with a plastic razor.

shave facial hair with a straight razor.

give a head massage.

give a piercing.

make and put on a face mask.

carefully clean face and/or hands.

give shoulder massage.

put on jewellery.

take measurements.

help change.

help dress.

give a full-body massage.

tidy or do nails.

feed them something.

draw on skin.

#𝓶 -- you call into the darkness. it appears that from somewhere inside it a note drifts to your feet. (ask meme)#𝓶 -- (mutuals only)

sagamemes

give my muse a mood. sims inspired: send me a number to receive a small starter with my muse feeling one way or the other, or send 💚 to get them in a randomised mood!

01 flirty 02 tense 03 happy 04 sad 05 angry 06 uncomfortable 07 inspired 08 embarrassed 09 focused 10 confident 11 dazed 12 playful 13 energized 14 bored

#𝓶 -- you call into the darkness. it appears that from somewhere inside it a note drifts to your feet. (ask meme)#𝓶 -- (mutuals only)#𝓶 --- time never runs out. some people just can't seem to move faster than the clock hands. (queue)