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Formerly for a BnHA OC & his daughter. Now a multimuse blog. Original url was sooulshaped. New url is reemeant.

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YO! It's been literally over half a decade! So- I just wanted to drop by and say- Please follow me on @ryuusake if you want to rp again. Or if you just want to get my discord, following me, or sending in an ask will get my attention. Thank you! Be safe, friends.

Link to Ryuusake.

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Updated link @sovereigntism and [dashboard link] and [blog link]

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YO! It's been literally over half a decade! So- I just wanted to drop by and say- Please follow me on @ryuusake if you want to rp again. Or if you just want to get my discord, following me, or sending in an ask will get my attention. Thank you! Be safe, friends.

Link to Ryuusake.

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ZABUMAFA STOP TRYING TO STEAL MY FUCKING POTATOES

Maou-sama (Alternate Alias, Bean. Url: @aizawa0sensei​)

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“I-I see…” She didn’t really get it, but she felt like there was a lot he was withholding from her. Likely for personal reasons. Still, she couldn’t help but feel somewhat intimidated, taking a step back unconsciously. Aika was still unsure what to think; on one hand, he had some very valid reasons for not appreciating it. And if he was still operating, he likely had the legal right to do so… right? “I, um… I’m… sorry…” Her voice, normally clear and energetic, had slithered to a quiet, withdrawn mutter.

... Silence. He paused at her stepping back. She was innocent. Naive, but innocent. He felt a little guilty for intimidating her, but she was old enough to- His train of thought was torn away as a little voice cheered from behind Aika.       “Papa!”

      “Ah! Kiyomi..!”       “... ... Papa. Did you scare her?”       “Ahaha. I might have. Sorry miss. It’s just, a little intense    lately. I must’ve scared you pretty badly. Ah... My shop    should be empty of villains right now if you want to stop    for a drink. Free of charge, as an apology I’ll fix whatever    drink or treat you want.”

      “Papa, you can’t bribe people.”       “It’s not bribing..!” Mock offense left his tone. His own daughter accusing him of bribing.

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The rules certainly made sense, but the warrant thing seemed almost… illegal. “Even if it’s a police officer or government worker? Because I’m… pretty sure that’s against the law to obstruct arrest if they have the legal right to do so…” She was starting to get concerned, now. He said he was a hero but… maybe that was just his front? The more she learned, the shadier this guy seemed…

Shady. That’s how plenty saw him if they didn’t know the old him.       “I’m gonna be blunt with you, because I think you can    handle it. I’ve had people come in to arrest my dead wife    with a warrant. I've got my reasons for not allowing    warrants in my building.” Truth is, he had legal permissions for the way he ran his business, but again, he had no reason to tell her that. Besides, his personal one’s revolved around the trauma he endured with the police busting down his door demanding for his wife. His wife never did anything wrong, she died a hero, saving a young boy’s life. And they were here to arrest her? She was dead! The incident ended up scaring Kiyomi of cops and of swinging batons.       “You’re allowed to think what you want of me, but I’d prefer    you not spread rumors about my business. Even if you think    you know the facts. Damaging my business means ruining my    little girl’s future.”       And I won’t be happy if that happens...

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Pheabe (female, 3 or 4). Zayne (male, 2 or 3). And Casey (female, 6 or 7). These are the mun's doggies. <3

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"It's cold outside"

Send me "It's cold outside" for my muses reaction to your muse wrapping mine in a blanket || Accepting

Masahiro looked up, startled at first thengave the young girl a smile.      “Ah, thank you. It sure is getting   cold. It’s hard to notice sometimes.”He turned his attention away from Momoand back to Kiyomi who was bouncingaround and playing, as kids do of course.      “Are you here to talk? Or to watch   Kiyomi with me?”

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' Im too hot! ' -points at. Finish the song-

Masahiro looks down at his kid and grins.Luckily she gets the message too.

      “Hot damn. Call the police-”

      “-And the fireman!”

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101 Akane Matsunaga icons

Made for Kikenn/ @sooulshaped and an anon

I am still on hiatus, but since a request coincided with what I was already making, well *shrugs*

All are 100x100pixels, cropped and scaled by Jiro. Please like and/or reblog if using.

Dropbox link

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❤️ Interesting and unique quirk, backstory that'd help him fit in, plus an occupation that would let the characters interact with him regularly? Yup, I'd say so -

Gah! Thank you so much~! ♥♥♥

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-Boku no Hero Academia Original Character

-Mun has 6 years experience (+18 in age) -Tagging system works with blacklister. -Follow us, we’re lonely. -Reblog to spread the news of my arrival. <3

                                                                                    ~ Kikenn

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Ransome: He's toss the note in the trash.

Your muse arrives home to find a note saying my muse was kidnapped and ransomed for a large some of money. What is your muse's reaction? || Accepting

I choked on my soda. How dare. >^> Sadly both Masa and I know how truthful this is so I doubt Masa would expect too much from Aizawa. So he’d probably have already figured out a way to get out by himself because pffffft, Aizawa ain’t comin’. XD He’d probably get out and punch Aizawa in the shoulder because ‘you left me, you jerk!’ and what not.

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ransome: He'd trick whoever sent the ransome note into thinking he'd come with a massive amount of goons to break Kita out. When really, he only managed to convince one wimpy Villain to help. But it works, and they get Kita home, safe and sound. Now he tries to convince Kita he owes him a drink, even though he's underage.

Your muse arrives home to find a note saying my muse was kidnapped and ransomed for a large some of money. What is your muse's reaction? || Accepting

@astolenvoice because you accidentally sent this on anon. XD

Masa would be relieved, but disappointed in the damn kid. For the drink of course. But relieved because Ryosuke is okay. Good job, Ryo, you got Masa home safe and sound. You’re only getting a noogie and a glass of juice though. But it’s that high grade juice so no worries. You do get rewarded.

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“i imagine death so much it feels more like a memory.”

HAMILTON STARTERS ACT 1 || Accepting

Pop! That’s the sound of Masahiro smackingHotaru upside the head, not hard enough toinjure him, but enough to leave a slight sting.      “Don’t talk about death like that.”He glared down at the boy and then sighed.      “The hell got the thought into your   head about dying?”

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' that depends, who’s asking? '

HAMILTON STARTERS ACT 1 || Accepting

Masahiro deadpanned. Who the hell stuck a stickup this kid’s ass? Damn. He crossed his armsand sighed, running fingers through his hair.      “It’s a simple question. But you had to make   it complicated. I’m asking if you’re legal. Damn.   It’s after cafe hours and this is now a bar. If you   aren’t legal to drink I have to only serve you   non-alcoholic drinks and keep an eye on you   while you’re in here. And for your information,   I’m the owner of this place.”

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Oh how the clocks have turned…

It was like a ritual. He was always too early or always too late for the figure that put flowers on the graves every Sunday. Always too late to see the steam rising from the coffee, and feel the chill on the milkshake. Always too early to be greeted by the sluggish figure that would sit down and pay his respects. But not today. It had been weeks and he finally figured out the schedule and timing. This time, he arrived minutes after the other was settled down. He brought his own flowers this time as well. Walking up he stood a good three feet away, hesitating, but then pacing forward to place the flowers down on the respective graves. Stepping away a little he stood to the left of the other figure.       “Hello, Aizawa-san.”