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I am painfully aware that I am no one’s favorite person
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"Penny's for a show"
Send “Pennies for a show” for a Freakshow starter // ACCEPTING
The captured Noumu FLUTTERS nervously in his c r a m p e d cage, the heavy, thick chain ladled around his tiny frame RATTLING loudly in his ears as he shifts uncomfortably. Deku was a TINGE glad his captors were rather dumb ( not snooping into what and where he came from ) but were equally as cruel.
It would be hard to escape, especially since people at this crudely put together Freakshow liked to throw rocks & poke at him with sharp sticks. It kept him in unwanted ATTENTION and the bird was starting to panic, lose focus on his mission of LEAVING.
Big coal-soot eyes wet with f a t tears. Sensei wouldn't be very happy if he remained here.
As another person begins to APPROACH his “enclosure”, Deku squirms and chatters his teeth together nervously, claws curling around the cold, metallic bars.
Your muse is curious about a carnival in town, and sees my muse chained up and forced to perform in the Freakshow, being harassed by patrons. Send me “Pennies for a Show” for a starter.
Alternatively, send me “Rattling Bars” for our muses to switch places.
❛❛ yeah, yeah, dumbass, whatever you say . ❞ ( he wasn’t so keen on watching the kid lose his limbs . ) — he practically feels centuries older with every word the mutant pitifully uttered, as if everything he said had some kind of terrible past behind it. he really was getting himself into something dangerous, wasn’t he ? ❛❛ yeah well, i’ve still got all my limbs so you did your job just fine . stop crying . ❞ the mutant was beginning to remind him of himself ten years past. with another tug, he pulls the other long at a faster pace ; stopping for a moment to make certain they were not being followed. ❛❛ so let’s just get you patched up before you start looking like some kind of horror movie victim . ❞
Deku SNIFFLES quietly as the other talks & the faucet of t e a r s stop in no time. He wipes rather roughly at still-wet eyes with the smooth tips of his black gloved fingers, use to be jerked around where another WILLED him so that he made no peep if he was UNCOMFORTABLE or not, after all, he was f r a i l. The bruises on his arms screamed.
“I already do.” The bird chatters, tone as bland as rice, empty eyes nervously flicking to his legs.
Our muses live in a world where relationships are made difficult by a black glow that appears on someone’s chest when they have a cruel or angry thought about the person they’re talking to. Send me “What was that for?” for my muse to tell yours what they were thinking.
Your muse is curious about a carnival in town, and sees my muse chained up and forced to perform in the Freakshow, being harassed by patrons. Send me “Pennies for a Show” for a starter.
Alternatively, send me “Rattling Bars” for our muses to switch places.
[HI THERE!]
[The great Cthulu here with a new blog for ya! Could you please like or reblog this if you’re willing to rp with a AU!Bakugou Katsuki from Boku no Hero Academia/My Hero Academia? It would mean a lot to me if you did, and I’ll follow you through my main blog @aindecisivefishandabarracuda ! Thanks a lot if ya do!]
The mutant was silent, staring at the other for a moment, before hesitantly taking the chunk from him, holding it. It was rare enough that he got a hold of food. He didn’t exactly need it but, it was just nice to have from time to time.
He let out a low rumble, giving the other a small bow of his head. He was fine with this.
And honestly, he was starting to enjoy the company quite a bit, as well. It was… Nice for a change. Much nicer than sitting around the new place he called home, all alone.
Other Noumus never FRIGHTENED or UNERVED Deku unlike Tomura or (especially) Himiko, he preferred their exotic c o m p a n y, even if most couldn't talk like he could & were generally much more dangerous quirk wise & mass wise.
A MODEST smile tugs at his lips & the bird continues to fill their space with soft, yet semi-excited chatter, blinking coal-soot orbs owlishly.
“I prefer watermelon to apples, so you can have the rest if you want!!” The boy stabs another apple piece and holds it out to him again even though the other isn't done with what he has.
@nxumu ordered a starter!
Deku ALWAYS felt the need to distance & h i d e himself whenever he was given food, perch in a quiet spot where even Toga couldn’t pick on him while he ate. But the teen didn’t mind if a fellow mutant found him, out of curiosity or circumstance, he didn’t care.
He enjoyed the company, no matter.
The boy chitters quietly at the other, sitting crisscross in a comfortable niche, a plate with some FAT fruit pieces and a fresh rice-ball in his lap. He offers up a chunk of apple, skewered on the claw of his index finger; face suddenly bright.
“Want some?” Deku INQUIRES, flexing ungloved hands.
@nullvoiid — x.
jeez, if he wanted to feel guilty at any moment, he could’ve just looked the boy in the face. a long sigh drags its way from his chest ; grabbing the mutant by his arm and gently pulling him along with him. ( why was he given the job of taking care of this kid ? ) ❛❛ i said you were a dumbass not so you could become an apologetic mess . come on, i’m not up for having someone in the league getting on my ass because you got hurt . ❞ much less whoever the hell created or tinkered with this kid’s mind. ❛❛ so let’s get you patched up . ❞
Hot, FAT crocodile tears still roll down Deku’s round cheeks, his posture SCREAMING submission, him trying to appear smaller than he actually was, as the other tries to s o o t h him, carefully pulling the bird along.
It wouldn’t be w i s e to remain at the crime scene for too long….
“S-s-sensei will understand,” Deku chatters, opening himself up a bit, like a hesitantly blooming flower. “I wasn’t a good enough decoy. You a-almost lost l-l-limbs, I’m suppose to lose limbs for you.” He stresses, b l e e d i n g into his own sudden frustration.
It’s Roxy here with another (side) blog no one asked for!! Please like or reblog this little post if you’d be interested in an Noumu!Izuku Midoriya blog!! This AU is still a major WIP but if you love mutated bird-boys and a good dose of psychological horror and the like, then this is the blog for you!
Smol starter call.
“You dumbass.” // from villain verse ryouhei tbh !!
Injuried/Injury{Sentence Starters}
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” The mutated teen BLUBBERS out, jumbled, breathless, from chapped, t r e m b l i n g lips & chattering, clenched teeth. Lavishly feathered but brittle arms come to curl fearfully around his coal-whiskered head, sharp talons digging into soot roots. C o l d sweat plasters wild, wind whipped hair to his forehead, eyes unblinkingly WIDE and pitch-dark.
Injured/Injury Starters
Injured
“Oh shit, are you alright?”
“Dude, I don’t think you’re alright.”
“Blood’s not supposed to be coming from there…”
“That looks broken.”
“Can you move your __?”
“Are you okay?”
“That doesn’t look good.”
“Who did this?”
“Did you do this to yourself?”
“How did this happen?”
“We need to get you to a hospital.”
“Do you need to go to a hospital?”
“That’s not supposed to bend that way.”
“Do you want me to look at it?”
“Don’t move, you’ll make it worse!”
“Stop moving!”
“There’s so much blood.”
“I’ll see if I have a first aid kit.”
“Just… Stay here and I’ll get help.”
“How did you even do this?”
“This happened in a fight?”
“Walk it off.”
“It’s not that bad.”
“I think you need stitches.”
“You dumbass.”
Injury
“I think I hurt myself.”
“I can’t feel my __.”
“I think my __ is broken.”
“Shit, that hurts to move.”
“I don’t think I can get up.”
“I’m going to try to get up.”
“Can you go get help?”
“I need help.”
“I think I’m going to pass out.”
“I don’t think there’s supposed to be that much blood.”
“It’s not that bad.”
“I got [shot, stabbed, etc].”
“I can’t walk.”
“I don’t think I need to go to a hospital.”
“I think I need to go to the hospital.”
“Stop laughing, this hurts.”
“My last words better not be stupid.”
“That was a dumb idea.”
“Shit, that burns.”
“I’m fine… really.”
“Damn, I can’t get the bleeding to stop.”
“I got into a fight…”
“I feel lightheaded.”
“It hurts to move.”
“Can you look at it for me?”
Smol starter call.
&&. vanur, making another BNHA muse, oh but absolutely !! this time, why not meet a villain instead of a hero ? introduce yourself to rakuhone kawaru, better known as the man tying fate’s crimson strings and a member of the league of villains. did you ever want to meet a villain who could charm you out of your rage ? what about one, who with one simple touch, could tug your very nerves and turn you into his very own puppet ? then this is the blog for you ! so, if you are interested in meeting a charming 8′9″ charming devil of a man, then hop on to @strungbone and remember - keep away from his touch !