Tenya stopped short when he saw the other boy, a look of confusion written all over his face. Not only was he not expecting to see Todoroki, he had no clue what he was talking about. That accent was unfamiliar as well…
“What injury? I haven’t been injured recently. Are you feeling well? I thought you were going to see your siblings today,” he said in concern, a frown on his face as he took a few steps closer towards the other boy.
“Uh-”
How could he just have forgotten about his injury? Something that was bad enough to had landed him in the hospital wouldn’t usually be something so easy to push out of the mind. ...Then again, this was Iida. To say that the boy could be... strange; would be an understatement - though who was Chilli to judge?
“Your hand? From when we fought Stain?” Chilli prompts, gesturing vagely with his arms as he looks upon Iida’s bewildered expression. ...Maybe it’d be better to just forget the whole thing.
“CHILLI,” he greeted with an [ENDEARING] smile && a twinkle in those life-filled eyes! (&& yet, there was confusion && something indiscernible in said emerald eyes. Chilli did not speak much, yes, but he was never one to–hmm, flounder? Not that he spoke to the two-toned teen often enough to know.)
“YEAH, that’s pretty [BLUNT-]” Hands waved, fingers ran through hair– “That happened, I was at the sports festival remember? You got your ass kicked by Bakugou–But I’m back now. A little smelly, but you know. Same-old, same-old.”
He does- remember, a little, though to be honest it’s all a bit of a blur; seeing Midoriya at the sports festival during his fight with Bakugou. At the time, he’d chalked it up to a stress-induced hallucination at the time - or perhaps a “getting-his-ass-kicked-by-Bakugou-induced hallucination would be a more accurate description. Well. It didn’t really matter.
“...Yeah.” Chilli responds, a little unsure of what to say next. Honestly, what he’d wanted to know was more along the lines of just how Midoriya had managed to come back to life, but asking now somehow felt rude. Not that he’d cared about coming across as rude before, but...
“You look... well.” he adds, lamely. A beat passes. ...Idly, he wonders if his attempt at making things less awkward had just accomplished the exact opposite.
This is just yet another post explaining what’s been going on with me, obviously if you don’t care about all that then don’t feel any pressure to read it, haha! You can just skip to the tl;dr at the end for the basics too. (crossposted from my main rp blogs. actually I don’t think I’ve done a good job on here letting people know what’s been going on so... sorry. >< ><)
But anyway.
Uhhhh so I made another post about coming back and proceeded to vanish again… I’m sorry >< It’s the same shit as always, I’m just hugely struggling with motivation.
Pretty much every time I’ve said my depression seems to be getting better, right after that I seem to hit a new low, lmao… and every time I genuinely intend to get back working on my writing (and make a post saying so) it just seems to come back with a vengeance. university has made this SO much worse as well, like unbelievably so, but. I’m working on that. >~<
So anyway. I’m hoping this’ll be the last of the posts I make like this, because it’s pretty much always the same thing anyway lol. BUT basically - I’m not gonna say that I’m coming back (as in like, being on here consistently) for certain, because I… cannot honestly promise that, otl. As is probably obvious; as much as I genuinely intend to, I cannot predict myself and my motivation/depression spirals well enough, otl ><. BUT with that said, I want to get back to writing! I really do! And I’m gonna at least try to get back to posting on here again.
I’ve just moved over to new medication and so far it’s done a fantastic job at basically completely knocking me out all day lmao, but strong side effects aside I’m feeling cautiously hopeful, since I’ve only just started it and it seems to wrok for a lot of people. And I’m on the waiting list for CBT and to see a psychiatrist so HOPEFULY uni aside that should all help make a difference too.
I want to move to updating more slowly but regularly, so while my replies might take longer to come out, they’ll hopefully come out more predictably and I’ll be around more to keep people updated with what’s going on. That’s my idea of a plan, anyway!
TL;DR: Same post as always, and I really hope it doesn’t come across as too self-pitying otl >< >< Getting it off my chest in a weird way kind of helps because it feels less like I’m constantly making and breaking promises when I explain what’s going on, haha
I don’t think I mentioned it on this post yet, but feel free to ask if you want to add my discord ^^ Just let me know what your username is or I’ll get confused as to who’s who!
A surprised expression on Chilli’s face shows for a moment, before falling back into a neutral one. To be honest, Chilli hadn’t been expecting to see Iida anytime soon. Sure, he’d staying been at the hospital with him, but he hadn’t been quite as injured as Iida or Midoriya were - he’d assumed it would’ve been a little longer before Iida was allowed to leave.
Chilli waits for a moment before opening his mouth, eyeing up Bakugou as if trying to get a read on him. Then, after a moment’s hesitation - at least, by his standards - he speaks; voice level.
“...Is something wrong? You didn’t show up today like we’d planned.”
Outstretch] "Damn Chilli, back at it again with the white vans."
“The white… the what?”
Chilli is clearly baffled - the bewildered expression on his face says it all. After a few seconds pass, he gives the other a blank look, before speaking slowly.
“You’re… going to have to fill me in on this one, Midoriya.”
At first he doesn’t register the question properly, but after a moment, he gets it. Ah - that question again. Well, his name certainly is an unusual one, and honestly, he’s surprised more people haven’t been asking, though he’s still heard it plenty of times before. Maybe that’s because some of the students here seem to have even stranger names...
Chilli sighs, and shifts to face Bakugou more directly before he speaks again. It’s not that it bothers him, really, but it’s a little... Ah. Is embarrassing the right word?
“Yes, it’s my birth name. I know, I know. Hard to believe, right?”
blakekathryn
annaxmalina
areudirty
pixelskylines
vaporwave
andulkaphoto
