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JUBILEE YAMADA aka TRASHMOUTH : THE BARD HERO
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"The fact there isn't a mandatory nap time? Biphobic." A yawn, bordering in feline in sound. Making her use her quirk this early in the day should be a hate crime.
perhaps,,, a small starter call?
starter call?
starter call?
tumblr text post inbox memes ♡ a series of sentence prompts taken from random text posts online. feel free to change anything as needed. happy writing!
“i am awake but at what cost?”
“am i cute? no. but do i have a nice personality? also no.’
“do people miss me? i can’t imagine myself as a person others think about.’
“i’m so tired but i’ll probably be awake until 3am for no reason.”
“do you ever just go “wow, i have a lot of repressed anger”?”
“i made fun of spirits living in my house and they revenged.”
“my kink is when people admit i was right.”
‘nothing is real and then all of a sudden, everything is very real with no warning.”
“too many songs about love. not enough songs about sword fights.”
‘i am not the same person i was 18 minutes ago.”
“nobody likes me.”
“stop making me laugh, i’m gonna fall in love.”
“british people be like: i’m bri-ish.”
“i miss the old you, the you who cared about me.”
“someone hold my hand and do that little thumb rubby thingy.”
“anyways, good night. i’m gonna go indulge in my unrealistic romantic fantasies until i fall asleep.’
“how do i stop growing up? this isn’t fun anymore.”
“i have nothing to say but will i shut up? no.”
“i, personally, would love to calm down, and yet-”
“you know you can die from that?”
“i hate arguing. i just wanna talk it out..”
‘i’ll get over it. i just gotta be dramatic first.”
“i am painfully aware that i am no one’s favourite person.”
“i’m not ignoring you, i just don’t know what to say to you.’
“f you’re not amazed by the stars on a clear night then we won’t work.”
“in the mood to delete everything, go missing for a month, get my life together and come back.’
“love is a fucking scam.”
“i’m not looking for a relationship, i’m looking for a bottle of vodka.”
🐝 * ― 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒. ( random assortment of sentences that can but don’t have to be used for muses meeting each other for the first time. feel free to adjust to better fit your muses. )
❛ i know we only just met but i already feel like i’ve known you my whole life. ❜ ❛ umm, is this seat taken ? ❜ ❛ don’t be alarmed now but there’s someone following you. pretend you know me and come with me. i’ll get you somewhere safe. ❜ ❛ my friends ditched me here and now i could really use a ride home. ❜ ❛ i don’t think we’ve met yet but you looked like you needed someone to talk to. ❜ ❛ can you please pretend to be my boyfriend / girlfriend for a moment so my ex will leave me alone ? ❜ ❛ are you always this straightforward with strangers ? ❜ ❛ here, i noticed you lost this earlier. ❜ ❛ i’m sorry, i must’ve mistaken you for somebody else. ❜ ❛ so, what brings you here today ? ❜ ❛ hi, my name is [name]. it’s nice meeting you. ❜ ❛ you’re cute. how about i buy you a drink ? ❜ ❛ can’t you watch where you are going ?! ❜ ❛ i just moved into the apartment next to you, so i guess we’re gonna be neighbors now. ❜ ❛ oh god, you’re [name], aren’t you ? ❜ ❛ here, let me help you. ❜ ❛ is there a reasons you’re here on your own ? ❜ ❛ apparently we’re going to be working on this together now. ❜ ❛ you look like you could use a hand with that. ❜ ❛ what do people around here do to have some fun ? ❜ ❛ looks like this will take a while, huh ? ❜ ❛ oh god. please tell me you haven’t just heard me talk to myself. ❜ ❛ excuse me, i think i’m lost. ❜ ❛ i just wanted to say that i really like your outfit. ❜ ❛ do you come here often ? ❜ ❛ do you mind if i join you for a bit ? ❜ ❛ you looked lonely so i got you a drink. ❜ ❛ i don’t think we’ve met, i’m [name]. ❜ ❛ what the hell just happened there ? ❜ ❛ have you seen this anywhere ? i must’ve lost it. ❜ ❛ can i please use your phone ? i have to call someone to get me out of here. ❜ ❛ seems like we’re gonna be spending a lot of time together. ❜ ❛ come with me, and don’t ask any questions. it’s urgent. ❜ ❛ i heard strange noises coming from your apartment and just wanted to make sure everything is alright. ❜ ❛ i have a spare ticket, you wanna come in with me ? ❜ ❛ you don’t know me but will you be my date for tonight ? ❜ ❛ we’ve got some time to kill so why don’t you tell me a little about yourself ? ❜ ❛ i don’t usually just walk up to strangers but my friends set me up to it. ❜ ❛ i think our orders may have gotten mixed up. ❜ ❛ do i have something on my face or why do you keep looking at me like that ? ❜
inbox call? probably gonna go through memes!
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compatiissante:
that … would explain a lot, actually. everyone’s quirks had some sort of side effect on them, so this one shouldn’t have come as such a surprise to maya ( after all, hers had been largely triggered by her emotions in the beginning– something she was still trying to get a handle on. that was what classes were for, anyway. ). “we probably have some tea with caffeine in it in the kitchen area, but– the sleep is probably better for you, anyway.”
confusion splayed over her face at the slip-up, but she chose to ignore it for the time being. “i– yeah. yeah, he might still be in his classroom, i can check.” god, maya feels really awkward just leaving her there, but within moments, she’d whooshed herself away to stand in front of 1A’s classroom door, knocking with the edge of her knuckles once before poking her head in. “… mister aizawa? are you still in here?”
“thank you,” she called, very sleepy. it truly was sleepy bitch hours. and, well, within a few moments of maya walking away, she was dosing off right there on the floor. not something uncommon at home, but certainly strange at school. maybe if she was lucky tenya would come and swoop her up to recovery girl’s office, wouldn’t that be a dream come true?
shota on the other hand was actually awake, attempting to get his class planning done when there was a knock on the door. “come in,” he sighed, at least he was almost done and at a stopping point. he turned his head to look at her, “what do you need?” he wasn’t really irritated, just curious since this didn’t happen often. he hoped it wasn’t trouble.
compatiissante:
the only way one could really describe the look on maya’s face upon hearing that was something akin to, ‘what the actual fuck’. maya didn’t even really know this other girl, she wasn’t great at convincing people to not do a thing! half of the class thought she was cool for technically being from ‘america’, and the other half … she didn’t really talk to them. she still felt pretty awkward around everyone. “… are you good? is this a food-coma related thing, or do i need to call recovery girl?”
a yawn escaped her. “no, my quirk makes me sleepy if i use it too much.” she should have known her limits, but. . . she wanted to prove a point! she was hard headed! “if you have any caffeine i can probably stay up a little longer, i lost my caffeine pills though. . .” and really, they weren’t very good for her to begin with. her body needed the sleep. “you think you could get dad-- aizawa?” she didn’t really catch herself well, but. . . she tried.
crypticdeku:
well, he was right about something. that was cool.
“if it’s any help, he will most likely blame me for it. i’m the problem child of class.” izuku responds, tone rather deadpan. he didn’t MEAN for it to come out that way but… wasn’t he the problem child of 1-A? he thought so, and he’s sure others would agree with him on that front.
at least this new situation wasn’t.. entirely on him? he didn’t know, honestly. with a lot of hesitation following, izuku opens the door to his home room. “mister aizawa? we have… a situation.”
“but you’re one of his favorites. he’s so proud of you.” should she have said that? she wasn’t sure. but it was out there now. it probably wasn’t a bad thing!
but of course, she’s a little terrified as she followed behind izuku, eyes widening at the sight of her father. yeah. this was fine. totally fine. not bizzaro at all. she offered a sheepish smile and wave, very awkward.
he was just about to sleep though. shota groaning a little on the dramatic side as he was half into his sleeping bag. he had just finished all his work for the day too. but at the sight of this new girl he froze. “oh, shit--” it left his lips before he could stop himself. he’d connected the dots instantly and, though seemingly impossible, it was happening. he looked to izuku. “what happened?” it wasn’t accusatory, but usually when weird things happened izuku was at the center of it and knew what was going on.
crypticdeku:
he can’t quite shake the feeling that he’s in over his head with this. something else tells him he’s going to have no choice but to see this through until the end. which was often the case.
“trashmouth… tozier?” was he thinking of the right horror movie? he was known for a mild obsession but… okay, no, he’s over-thinking now. “aizawa should be in home room, so we can talk to him. i think he’ll be the best choice?” at least, izuku hoped so.
“yeah!” she beamed. it was. . . a nice, brief distraction. she, too, could take down a bad guy by talking bad shit. but then there’s the mention of aizawa and her expression turned to internal screaming. it was weird! she never felt like this about her dad! but it was just a very weird situation and she hated stressing him out.
“hopefully he isn’t in a good mood so i don’t ruin it.” that. . . sounded way worse than she intended. why didn’t things come out right sometimes? but as they drew closer and closer to the door she recognized she felt nervousness building. oh, this was a wild ride she wanted no part of.
@queentrashmouth sent: ❛ with great power comes great need to take a nap. wake me up later. ❜
𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒
“i felt that– unfortunately, you’re in the middle of the hallway, and if tenya catches you, he’s gonna go into this whole big rant about ‘not sleeping in the halls’ and ‘it makes us as academics look bad’ or some shit. i mean, like, if you wanna nap out here, there’s a perfectly good couch over there.”
“that is only going to encourage me to get tenya’s attention.” she said, deciding to fully commit and get comfy on the floor. unlike some losers she could happily sleep anywhere without needing a sleeping bag or pillow. “it’s sleepy bitch hours, i’m sure he’ll understand.” maybe she shouldn’t have used her quirk so much sparring earlier.
crypticdeku:
izuku grows quiet as he leads her through the halls in a desperate attempt to find aizawa. he would know what to do – at least. that’s what izuku is telling himself as he mentally prepares for what’s to come.
then she speaks again and he more or less chokes on his breath. “i’m sorry, what?” then a pause. “i… not that i know of?” was that a good answer? what would be a good answer! he didn’t know! izuku stammers and continues to lead the kid to his homeroom. “what’s… what’s your name?”
oops. well, she was trying. “spoilers.” was all she was going to say. if no one knew then no one knew! good! or maybe bad because now she was probably going to have to be extra careful. though she had a feeling that even if she wasn’t born yet, shota would know her the moment he looked at her.
“it’s-- it’s probably best to call me by my hero name right now. . . you know. . . spoilers.” maybe she could just pull a river song and use that to avoid any and all uncomfortable questions. “it’s trashmouth. it’s kind of, um, a horror reference but also related to my quirk.”