Valkyrie

Semi-Selective. Indie. Boku no Hero Academia OC.

[leneemusing]

softer prompts

“  i’m not going anywhere.  ” “  you make me feel safe.  ”   “  i think i might be in love with you.  ” “  i just like seeing you happy.  ” “  just let me take care of you.  ” “  you’re my family.  ” “  i can stay, if you want.  ” “  you make me feel alive.  ” “  you’re captivating.  ” “  i want you to know i’ll always be here for you. whatever you need.  ” “  you don’t have to tell me anything, we can just sit here.  ” “  i trust you. more than anyone else.  ” “  you have a beautiful soul.  ” “  i feel like i could watch you all day. everything you do has a touch of magic to it.  ” “  i hope i see you in my dreams.  ” “  do you trust me?  ” “  you don’t ever have to pretend. not with me. not ever.  ” “  i love you, every part of you. even the parts you don’t like.  ” “  you make everything a little easier.  ” “  will you just…hold me? please.  ” “  just tell me everything’s gonna be okay.  ” “  you’re enough. you’re more than enough.  ” “  you have my heart in your hands. be gentle with it.  ” “  i wanna be the one you go to. the first one you tell when there’s something good. the shoulder to cry on when it’s bad. and every mundane thing in between. i want to share it all with you.  ” “  i have faith in you.  ” “  i’ve never met anyone quite like you.  ” “  knowing you is like…coming home. like i’ve finally found something that’s been missing all this time.  ” “  every hard thing in my life feels worth it. it all led me to you.  ” “  i feel like i could endure anything as long as i have you to come home to.  ” “  i can tell something’s bothering you.  ” “  what can i do to help?  ” “  come on. let’s get out of here.  ” “  i’m taking you somewhere special.  ” “  where are you taking me?  ” “  i don’t need grand gestures or declarations of love. i just need you. all of you.  ” “  you make me feel like i’m worthy.  ” “  you deserve good things.  ” “  i want to be your home.  ” “  loving you is like something holy.  ” “  i made you something.  ” “  come back to bed.  ” “  stay the night with me.  ” “  are you sure you’re okay?  ” “   you wanna talk about it?  ” “  did you wanna tell me something?  ”  “  you’ll always have me.  ” “  i’m proud of you.  ”   “  i need you.  ” “  thank you. for always being there for me.  ” “  don’t ever let anyone make you doubt your worth.  ” “  i’m not leaving you. not ever.  ”   “  you have kind eyes.  ”   “  sleep, my love. i’ll keep the nightmares away.  ”   “  there’s so much light in you.  ” “  i want you here.  ”  

ACTIONS: 

❀ for a forehead kiss ✦ for our muses to hold hands ❉ for one muse to nap against the other ✱ for one muse to surprise the other ✸ for our muses to cuddle  ❄ for our muses to enjoy the first snow of winter  ♛ for my muse to teach yours something new ☂ for our muses to stargaze  ♡ for one muse to wake the other with breakfast in bed ♤ for a kiss on the palm ☁ for our muses to get caught in the rain without an umbrella ☀ for one muse to surprise the other with a home-cooked meal  ☾ for one muse to hug the other without explanation  ♞ for one muse to give the other a massage  ✞ for one muse to give the other flowers ✔ for one muse to caress the other’s face ✚ for our muses to shower/bathe together  ＄for one muse to catch the other staring lovingly 

[smartcst-deactivated20150919]

    VILLAIN MUSES FALLING FOR HERO MUSES 

                            (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

[nottobecrossed]

HERO MUSES FALLING FOR VILLAIN MUSES

               (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧  (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

[shieldingwings]

► + "Go out for a coffee with me sometime? Can be as heroes, if that makes you more comfortable." (from Blueflame)

@azurewildfire

How- How do you say no to that? She can’t say no to that! Her wings flutter slightly and she runs a hand over her braided hair,

“S-sure. Do you, know a place?”

She tried her best not to be intimidated, but this was the eldest son of Endeavour. Every single place he went he had a camera or speaker in his face probably asking him about his father or his prodigy younger brother. Not only that but he had an incredible rap sheet of his own. She admired him for doing everything he had so far.

[azurewildfire-deactivated202208]

“Satei Hato sound good?” Since he was around Shibuya so often on his days off, that was the one he frequented. “And no pressure, by the way- you wanna go as fellow heroes on a day off, just say the word.” He gave her a soft, easygoing smile.

Sure- he was hounded for news of his father so often. The official story was the scars on him (even on his face!) were a result of training incidents, inflicted by his own quirk, rather than the truth. Like the media couldn’t tell going to work with Endeavor’s greatest rival as one of his sidekicks wasn’t enough of a ‘fuck you’? He had plenty to say about all his siblings, though- not like the press cared about Fuyumi and Natsuo, though.

[shieldingwings]

She paused for the briefest of moments while she remember the place that he had mentioned. After the memory came to her she offered a quick nod,

“Sure I know the place! I uh... I haven’t actually had my day off this week, I could get the rest of the afternoon off... if it works for you!”

Arcadia wasn’t phased by scars, any amount of them. She had her own, they were luckily just easier to hide with her clothing and luckily her wings healed over without scarring due to their quirk.

[shieldingwings]

► + "Go out for a coffee with me sometime? Can be as heroes, if that makes you more comfortable." (from Blueflame)

@azurewildfire

How- How do you say no to that? She can’t say no to that! Her wings flutter slightly and she runs a hand over her braided hair,

“S-sure. Do you, know a place?”

She tried her best not to be intimidated, but this was the eldest son of Endeavour. Every single place he went he had a camera or speaker in his face probably asking him about his father or his prodigy younger brother. Not only that but he had an incredible rap sheet of his own. She admired him for doing everything he had so far.

[dragonroleplaystarters]

☆ﾟSentences → Affection

❝ You look tense, lie down and I’ll give you a massage. ❞  

❝ Come on, I like ruffling your hair! ❞  

❝ Your nose gets so pink during winter…I have to kiss it. ❞  

❝ Sorry, I didn’t know you were awake, you just looked so cute I wanted to kiss you. ❞

❝ Are you ticklish here? ❞

❝ Oh, I didn’t know you were so sensitive here. ❞  

❝ I like tracing the lines in your palm, it’s…distracting. ❞  

❝ SURPRISE HUG! ❞

❝ It’s just so easy to pick you up! ❞  

❝ Do you want to join me in my blanket fort? ❞  

❝ …so that’s where all the pillows went. Mind if I lay with you? ❞  

❝ Your skin is so soft… ❞

❝ This is a really scary movie… A—are you sure you aren’t scared? ❞  

❝ My shirt is way too big on you…but it’s cute. ❞

❝ Oh, did someone get lonely? ❞

❝ I don’t know how we keep ending up in each other’s beds… ❞

❝ C’mere, did you have a bad night? You can sleep here. ❞  

❝ The toll here is one kiss. ❞

❝ You know, I really like your eyes. ❞

[sphinxmemesmusings]

Send my character a ► and a command. They must obey.

[shieldingwings]

@causticboom

They’d gotten used to each other quite quickly, both personally and professionally. And while they didn’t often meet up on the battlefield there was the odd occasion where a situation would require both the third and seventh top heroes to respond.

Their battles quite often consisted of Valkyrie shielding the explosion hero until he got close enough to fire a powerful attack, and if needed the winged hero would follow up with one of her own. The media had already begun to talk about how proficiant they where as a team.

Three and Seven, the Power Couple. That had been the last news article title written about the two of them. They both laughed it off when they where asked to respond.

Today’s situation had been pretty simple, the Police had seemingly panicked when they asked for both of the heroes, as well as numerous sidekicks. Valkyrie had managed to get a good glance of the crowd as she floated back down to the ground. Landing quietly next to the explosion hero with a bright smile,

“There’s a kid over there in a onesie of your outfit. Go make his day!”

[azurewildfire-deactivated202208]

💋 LETS HAVE A LAAAAUGH

Are you even listening?

No. No he was not. What was the worst that could happen, she flapped her wings at him? Please! He’d be having roast hero for dinner if she tried. His curiosity quickly gets the better of him, and he surges forward to trap her in a kiss- short and fiery, rough enough to leave the barest ghost of a bruise... He pauses.

He licks his lips as he pulls away, seeming almost disappointed.

“Huh. I expected you to taste more like chicken.”

[shieldingwings]

What the fuck. What the fuck! What the F U C K!

She didn’t even have time to blink, all of a sudden he’s pressed up against her, and he’s solid... more so than she ever imagined, kissing her like a damn professional and her brain is so unprepared for it that she nearly catches herself kissing him back.

The moment his lips withdraw from her and he pulls away that animal instinct kicks in like it’s the only thing in the world that’s going to save her. Before her brain catches up to everything that’s gone on in the past 30 seconds a closed fist is making its way, at speed, toward the smug cremation quirked bastards face.

Specifically, right between the bastards eyes.

Of course she doesn’t taste of fucking CHICKEN!

[azurewildfire-deactivated202208]

How many people has he kissed in his lifetime? Lost count, phantoms of people who went in and out of his life, one night stands and casual partners, some out of necessity to get a place off the street in rough weather. He’s had plenty of practice, that’s obvious.

The little bastard is just wiping his mouth off when he glances up-

“Oh, shit.”

Next thing he knows, his face is blazing pain and one eye is swollen shut from a poor attempt to dodge. He’s staring up at the sky above, seeing clouds scudding across a half-moon sky, and he’s grinning.

“I regret nothing.”

[shieldingwings]

Why the hell. What the hell.

Had she accidentally smoked something this morning? Had somebody spiked her Latte?

This was NOT normal even for the weird Villianous man now on the floor in front of her. They’d met several times and he’d dipped before she had the backup to trap him.

The kissing? That was completely new and completely not okay and why on Earth was she not more disgusted by it! In fairness, she was terrified, but that was down to the fact she’d only kissed 3 people her entire life. Her first awkward boyfriend who’d only lasted about two weeks. The man that had imprisoned her for three long years of her life. And now him.

She stared down at the man silently while he recovered himself. Her brain was so far up her own arse that she didn’t even notice he was grinning until he spoke,

“What in the fuck is wrong with you?! You can’t just kiss somebody like that, get punch and then admit to not regretting it!” It was at this exact moment that Arcadia realised she waffled when she was uncomfortable.

She was never uncomfortable.

[azurewildfire-deactivated202208]

“Miss me?”

Ah, the familiar voice… And the opportunity to be an asshole. “Missed you like I missed a hole in my head,” he replies, a thread of weariness weaved into his words. “What is it you want this time?” He didn’t have the energy for this. The burns he sustained from a fight were hurting- they weren’t as bad as they could be, but they always set his teeth on edge.

[azurewildfire-deactivated202208]

shieldingwings​:

‘Mhmm… now you’re getting interesting BBQ-Human.’ There’s a slightly too gleeful smirk across her face as she continues to take steps toward what had been his retreating figure.

“Well one seems boring and the other option happens to be full of variables not likely to go in your favour.” She explains, giving a swift but powerful flap of her wings, if he didn’t hear the mighty beating sound they made, he’d of surely felt the gust that touches his back, “You made a mistake my love… trying to W A L K away from a B I R D. O F. P R E Y. Showed you where on the back foot from the moment you caught my eye.”

Playful and sarcastic she may be, but she’d been tuned in and ready to go since the first words left her mouth.

If she ever dared called him barbeque human to his (barbequed) face she was liable to get her ass roasted literally and metaphorically, if he could even think of anything more than laconic comebacks (if he didn’t just default to long-winded bullshit…). 

“You’d be surprised. Sometimes you just gotta go with boring to avoid all the hassle,” he hinted, none too subtly. He didn’t want to get his hands dirty, but if he had to… The hem of his coat fluttered in the gust she created. “Well, show me you’re a threat and maybe I’ll take you seriously, li’l bird,” he answers easily. Worst comes to worst, he catches her in a bear hug and ignites himself. One hero down, a couple weeks of burn care. Good tradeoff, even with the pain of flashbacks and general pain from the care.

[shieldingwings]

Lil bird? Really? She might have been a tiny human being who’d suffered from stunted growth but her wings made her one of the biggest birds going. She’d even done some research, the Great Grey Owl, that was the closest looking her wings where to any of the bird species. The size of them only confirmed that much to her. Along with the odd amount of flexibility she had to turn her neck and freak people out.

“So... Avoid the hassle! Just tell me something I want to know!” She smiles sweetly, another quick beat of her wings seemingly more powerful than the last had all of the garbage, empty cans and paper bags flying further down the walkway. “Come on... Neither of us want to do this dance. I’ll make sure nobody knows it was you.” She offers him a cheeky wink.

[azurewildfire-deactivated202208]

💋 LETS HAVE A LAAAAUGH

Are you even listening?

No. No he was not. What was the worst that could happen, she flapped her wings at him? Please! He’d be having roast hero for dinner if she tried. His curiosity quickly gets the better of him, and he surges forward to trap her in a kiss- short and fiery, rough enough to leave the barest ghost of a bruise... He pauses.

He licks his lips as he pulls away, seeming almost disappointed.

“Huh. I expected you to taste more like chicken.”

[shieldingwings]

What the fuck. What the fuck! What the F U C K!

She didn’t even have time to blink, all of a sudden he’s pressed up against her, and he’s solid... more so than she ever imagined, kissing her like a damn professional and her brain is so unprepared for it that she nearly catches herself kissing him back.

The moment his lips withdraw from her and he pulls away that animal instinct kicks in like it’s the only thing in the world that’s going to save her. Before her brain catches up to everything that’s gone on in the past 30 seconds a closed fist is making its way, at speed, toward the smug cremation quirked bastards face.

Specifically, right between the bastards eyes.

Of course she doesn’t taste of fucking CHICKEN!

[scarletwhirlwind]

“See? I told you the view’s great from up here!” It’s so rare that he gets to enjoy the night sky- and during a fireworks show? He hasn’t done this since he snuck out as a kid! He turns to beam at the other, feet swinging in the open air. He didn’t take them to the highest rooftop- absolutely not- but they’re about three stories up. Naturally, he took the ledge seat.

“So what do you think? Was it worth the flight?”

[shieldingwings]

@scarletwhirlwind

“Are you sure whoever owns this balcony isn’t going to come out and shoo us off?” Arcadia stands a few steps back from the edge, her own huge grey wings still unfurled, enjoying the feeling of the swirling wind through each feather. All the while she watched as the fireworks lit up the sky in a rainbow of colours. She idly thought back to the last time she’d stood and watched fireworks… Her last sports festival, but that was nearly four years ago now,

“Yeah… Definitely worth it.”

[scarletwhirlwind]

“Yeah! They won’t just shoo out the number two. Hell, they’ll probably just gather around and beg for autographs. All I have to do is ask politely.” He knew too well how to get into places he wasn’t allowed in- outside of the Commission, it worked great. Sometimes he was just too crafty for his own good. His feathers fluttered in the breeze. “Oh! This one’s my favorite,” he said, pointing out a trio of pinwheels in primary colors. 

He turns to grin at her. “I’m really glad. No one ever takes me up on this- figures that someone like me would!” If they had wings, they wouldn’t be as afraid of flying.

[shieldingwings]

She laughs freely, covering her mouth with one of her hands after a couple of seconds, “I’m pretty sure that’s a gross misuse of the Number Two title, you know?” She raises an eyebrow but it’s clear in her eyes that she’s only teasing the Pro Hero. Sometimes she didn’t have to say a thing because her expression said it all already.

Her eyes move from him back to the fireworks when he mentions one in particular, nodding her head as she takes in the spectacle from their ‘borrowed’ viewpoint. The bright red colour of one of the spinning wheels reminds her of the wings adorned by the man beside her.

“Ooh, so you ask every girl you meet to come up here with you, huh? And I thought I was special!” She fakes hurt, a hand clutching at the left side of her chest roughly where her heart is. Laugher follows her comment after only a few seconds.

[scarletwhirlwind]

“Yeah, but why have fame and glory if I can’t use it to get a great view of fireworks, huh? Listen, a lot of people do this for money and fame. If you told them they couldn’t use it for perks, I bet half of ‘em would drop out then and there.” He’s still perfectly relaxed, of course- the comment is water off a duck’s back, but he does recognize it as joking.

Those were dazzling- so bright, so eyecatching. Pinwheels were the best firework, even better than starbursts and manufactured designs like seashells. “Eh? No, I don’t! It’s not girls, I invite everyone.” He laughs alongside her. “Mirko said no, that she’d kick my ass if I snagged her and brought her up. I’m glad to watch this with someone who can appreciate the beauty of height for what it is.”

[shieldingwings]

“That might be true but I think you’d still be here in the same spot you’re in now.” She offers, a slight smile crossing her features as she looks over the winged hero once again, her smile turning to a look of intense concentration.

‘He’s barely two years older than me and look at where he is… I’ve been free for six months and I’ve not even got my life back together yet let alone applying for a full Hero License.’

She shakes her head briefly to try bringing herself out of her own thoughts, the smile returns to her face,

“I’m glad you can enjoy this with somebody. It’s not exactly everyday you meet a fellow winged person even in this day and age. I’m so glad I get to feel the wind in my feathers again.”

[scarletwhirlwind]

He shrugs, wings rising with the action to emphasize how much he cares (he doesn’t! All that matters is a good breeze, a nice companion, and pretty fireworks.) “Us heteromorphs gotta stick together, and that means getting the best spot for a fireworks show.” He winks at her, a conspirator in his ongoing quest to find beauty in a gray world. 

“Hey, speaking of-” He tilts his head, pupils pinning as he looks at her wings. They were made for great things, he can tell. “Any trouble with those? Pain, plumage problems?” He knows wings can be fragile things- and people like them, they can lose their ability all too easily. “I noticed you got up fine, but I guess I’m just being a papa hen, huh?” He beams, trying to put her at ease.

[shieldingwings]

Her laugh is carefree and genuine. He’s so easy going, it’s incredibly hard not to get along with him. And he’s able to put just about anybody at ease. She’s appreciative he even spends the time to acknowledge her existence.

At the mention of her wings, she turns her head slightly over her shoulder to glance at them. Slowly rolling her shoulders and allowing them to fluff out to their full size, dragging across the ground as she takes a couple steps closer to the edge where he sits,

“Never had a problem with plumage... They don’t actually malt but I think that’s because of my Quirks abilities.” The back side of her wings felt like metal, even if the inside felt like feathers. She assumed due to this the feathers didn’t fall out and malt like a normal birds would. “I can force them to regrow, but they don’t naturally fall out. I think that’s why I was so lucky in recovering from my injuries.”

She pauses for a moment, and then gives them a gentle flap, a small breeze flutters away from her body, gently brushing past Hawks.

“The doctors said they think I’ve suffered from stunted growth due to everything that happened. But the one thing that seemed to continue developing was my wings. That’s why they’re so oversized for me. They’re stronger than ever.” Just like I will be.

[azurewildfire-deactivated202208]

“It’s a long story.”

“…Yeah, I can tell.” He looked her over, noting the blood and dirt in distaste. “Yours or someone else’s?” It’s not like he’s going to do the first aid for her, but he has a kit in his room- he always keeps one on hand because of too many reasons. They really needed someone to take care of the worse wounds, though… They could do a lot better with a doctor on hand. “Tell me the story, little bird.”

[azurewildfire-deactivated202208]

shieldingwings​:

It became quite apparent to the winged woman that she was in an oh so dangerous game and would now be forced to pick the lesser of two evils. The devil himself or the fallen angel with blue flames. The heat from them was something beyond what she expected. He was clearly more powerful than she gave him credit for. To be fair she hadn’t given it any thought at all, her mind was to focused on F L E E.

The devil she knew, or the hell she might yet have not experienced. ‘He isn’t a wolf… I’m not afraid of wolves. I’m afraid of ghosts.’ Her own train of thought seemingly makes the choice for her. If she was going to burn, she’d do so surrounded by blue. Her hand reached out and held on to the wall next to where she’d fallen and she drags her feet up and under her. The pains seething but she’s endured far worse, and if she doesn’t get out now she will again.

“… Alright. No comments.”

The fire flickered out in the blink of an eye. The night air felt even crueler with the warmth gone, that last spark of light as it dissipated leaving afterimages in their eyes. If she voiced any of her thoughts, he would scoff at the very idea of it. She had at least gotten one thing right- he wasn’t a wolf, slavering for prey. He was a ghost without a name, a fire held together with scarred skin and staples. The disgusting look might be enough to scare off a minor-league criminal. Might.

“You walk ahead, I follow.” He tucked his hands back in his pockets, scanning the horizon for shadows and suspicious movement. He seemed confident enough that if they were jumped, he could drive them off; he didn’t seem half as scared as she was. “So what’s the story?”

[shieldingwings]

Her wings fold agonisingly behind her and she hisses slightly as they shift against one another. Her bodies screaming to fix itself but it isn’t safe to do so.

She doesn’t trust him.

Her guts never steered her wrong before, but she doesn’t have the options to be picky. She slowly begins to move toward what she believes would be a more occupied part of town, and more importantly the most direct route out of their current location.

“Before I answer that… I need you to tell me the date… and the year.”

[azurewildfire-deactivated202208]

That was her burden to bear. Yeah, he would protect her, but it would take a lot for him to start to bind hurt wings and clean away blood.

He follows behind like he promised, perfectly nonchalant as he follows the other. He’s burning with questions, ones he knows will be taken care of soon, but more arise with her query.

The date and the year…? What kinda nutjob was she? Did she have amnesia…? He side-eyes her before giving her an answer.

“August 14, 2264.”

[shieldingwings]

2264

2264.

2264!

A violent wave of nausea hit her straight in the face and she practically flinched as the year went through her mind. She knew it had been over a year... but had it truly been that long? Had she endured that much?

She stops dead in the street. One hand stil outstretched to hold her steady against the brick wall of the building,

“My name is Arcadia Ono. I’m an orphan. When I was Seventeen a wealthy man approached me and asked me to leave school and become his wife for my Quirk. I refused and not long after he sent a team of individuals to kidnap me. I had no family that would search for me. That was T H R E E Y E A R S A G O.”

[thespilledquotes]

Show me the most damaged parts of your soul, and I will show you how it still shines like gold.

— Nikita Gill

[promptsareus-blog1]

For each “⭐️” I get, I’ll write a headcanon about our muses.

[causticboom]

shieldingwings​:

@causticboom

The comment about having a private jet built in made her chuckle quite loudly. She then slapped her hand over her mouth in fear she’d draw attention to the two of them as they walked. Once she’d settle down she responded,

“Yeah but there isn’t any onboard meals or drinks. Poor service really.” There’s an unmistakable sarcastic grin on her face. Her friends in school did always say to the winged Hero that if her mouth didn’t speak the words then her expression would sure as hell show them. There was no way for Valkyrie not to let somebody know what she thought of them. She was only ever actually capable of a poker face when she was in pain, and it took a lot of pain.

She had glanced to watch the photographers and such dive for a picture as some of the Heroes left the venue already. Most were old timers that had done this event at least ten times before. Others might have had the evening shift to get to. Crime never sleeps even when you have the billboard awards.

The bar was small and tucked away and Arcadia already saw it as a place where they wouldn’t get too much attention. Just how she liked it when she was going to have a couple alcoholic beverages. Nothing worse than an over the top fan finding you when you where three shots down and staggering down the street to try and get home because your wings decided to stop working and you worried about how much damage you’d cause if you tried flying anyway.

“Looks quiet. You sure you can handle that, Firecracker?”

A smirk came out to play on Katsuki’s lips. He imagined her having a utility belt stuffed with water bottles and snacks and chuckled once more. “You probably wouldn’t make much doin’ it. With the whole one-two person limit and all.”

The sound of glass clinking together and soft conversation filled the room as he walked in. He let out a sigh and let go of some of the tension that was built up in his shoulders over the last few hours. “I’m usually the loudest person in this place, Wings.” He slapped another patron on the back and grabbed his drink from the bar, downing it in a single gulp before slamming it back onto the table. 

“Oi, we saw that stunt ya pulled on the TV,” the bartender, who looked to be more aquatic than human, stuck one of his tentacles towards the early 2000′s tube that looked like it was being held together with duct tape and good will, “You sure know how to pull some shit, doncha?”

Katsuki laughed an unruly roar and ordered two beers, “I wouldn’t be the best if I didn’t stick up for myself.”

The bartender also laughed, cracked the tops to the beers with two of his tentacles, and slid them over to him.

Katsuki passed one of the beers to Arcadia and took a few huge gulps of his own while sliding onto the stool that hadn’t seen better days since the bar opened in the late seventies. Instinctively, he reached into his jacket pocket to grab another cigarette but paused before lighting it, “You mind if I smoke this?” He looked at her in question.

[shieldingwings]

“Really? I thought I could make a fortune... One person flights. That’s basically your own private jet with no interruptions or delays... it’s how I’d sell it anyway.” Not like she’d thought about this at all, no of course not, the Pro Hero had much better things to do than consider potential other job opportunities.

Him being the loudest person in the place? Yeah... she could definitely see that. She could quite probably hear it ringing in her ears right now.

She thought he was talking to her. The bartender, until Ground Zero responded at least, she thought he was going to give her shit for cutting off the Number Two Hero. Then again with her wings folded tightly behind her and her hair down she looked quite different, with how much alcohol was flowing she wondered if any had actually realised it was her.

After seemingly surviving she took the beer and the seat next to the explosion Hero while she glanced around the old bar. She liked it. It wad very much her style, a little old, rugged. It had the character she always looked for in architecture. She noticed him fish out the cigarette and she answered before she realised what she was doing,

“Of course not it’s your life, just don’t put it out on the side of my stomach with all the other scars. I don’t want another.”

...

‘Why the F U C K did you say that out loud, Valkyrie?!’

Shit. She was gonnna have to explain that one.

[scarletwhirlwind]

“See? I told you the view’s great from up here!” It’s so rare that he gets to enjoy the night sky- and during a fireworks show? He hasn’t done this since he snuck out as a kid! He turns to beam at the other, feet swinging in the open air. He didn’t take them to the highest rooftop- absolutely not- but they’re about three stories up. Naturally, he took the ledge seat.

“So what do you think? Was it worth the flight?”

[shieldingwings]

@scarletwhirlwind

“Are you sure whoever owns this balcony isn’t going to come out and shoo us off?” Arcadia stands a few steps back from the edge, her own huge grey wings still unfurled, enjoying the feeling of the swirling wind through each feather. All the while she watched as the fireworks lit up the sky in a rainbow of colours. She idly thought back to the last time she’d stood and watched fireworks… Her last sports festival, but that was nearly four years ago now,

“Yeah… Definitely worth it.”

[scarletwhirlwind]

“Yeah! They won’t just shoo out the number two. Hell, they’ll probably just gather around and beg for autographs. All I have to do is ask politely.” He knew too well how to get into places he wasn’t allowed in- outside of the Commission, it worked great. Sometimes he was just too crafty for his own good. His feathers fluttered in the breeze. “Oh! This one’s my favorite,” he said, pointing out a trio of pinwheels in primary colors. 

He turns to grin at her. “I’m really glad. No one ever takes me up on this- figures that someone like me would!” If they had wings, they wouldn’t be as afraid of flying.

[shieldingwings]

She laughs freely, covering her mouth with one of her hands after a couple of seconds, “I’m pretty sure that’s a gross misuse of the Number Two title, you know?” She raises an eyebrow but it’s clear in her eyes that she’s only teasing the Pro Hero. Sometimes she didn’t have to say a thing because her expression said it all already.

Her eyes move from him back to the fireworks when he mentions one in particular, nodding her head as she takes in the spectacle from their ‘borrowed’ viewpoint. The bright red colour of one of the spinning wheels reminds her of the wings adorned by the man beside her.

“Ooh, so you ask every girl you meet to come up here with you, huh? And I thought I was special!” She fakes hurt, a hand clutching at the left side of her chest roughly where her heart is. Laugher follows her comment after only a few seconds.

[scarletwhirlwind]

“Yeah, but why have fame and glory if I can’t use it to get a great view of fireworks, huh? Listen, a lot of people do this for money and fame. If you told them they couldn’t use it for perks, I bet half of ‘em would drop out then and there.” He’s still perfectly relaxed, of course- the comment is water off a duck’s back, but he does recognize it as joking.

Those were dazzling- so bright, so eyecatching. Pinwheels were the best firework, even better than starbursts and manufactured designs like seashells. “Eh? No, I don’t! It’s not girls, I invite everyone.” He laughs alongside her. “Mirko said no, that she’d kick my ass if I snagged her and brought her up. I’m glad to watch this with someone who can appreciate the beauty of height for what it is.”

[shieldingwings]

“That might be true but I think you’d still be here in the same spot you’re in now.” She offers, a slight smile crossing her features as she looks over the winged hero once again, her smile turning to a look of intense concentration.

‘He’s barely two years older than me and look at where he is... I’ve been free for six months and I’ve not even got my life back together yet let alone applying for a full Hero License.’

She shakes her head briefly to try bringing herself out of her own thoughts, the smile returns to her face,

“I’m glad you can enjoy this with somebody. It’s not exactly everyday you meet a fellow winged person even in this day and age. I’m so glad I get to feel the wind in my feathers again.”

[dinamodama-deactivated20210117]

“Fight ‘em! C’mon!”

For a brief moment she flinched at the sudden cheer, but she wasn't that slow, in time she was able to block the attack from minor villain she was chasing with her mentor. The tall hero in training was holding a villain by his fist as the man was wriggling in her firm grip like a fish on dry. Still, she glanced over the young woman with wide wings....how majestic. 

“Miss I don't know who you  are, but it's dangerous for civilians to get involved.....but your cheering is pretty appreciated “

[shieldingwings]

Arcadia was almost depressed. Did she look that different in civilian clothing? With her hair down... sure she was told she looked a lot younger but surely huge grey wing would be memorable.

The young woman’s words did however make her chuckle, she gently shook her head,

“Not a civilian. But you look like you have it covered, thought I’d show you my appreciation... There’s not anymore is there? Don’t want you getting clocked from behind.” Was it always natural to have a conversation like this while the woman was holding a villain by his closed fist? Who knows. But here she was.

[dinamodama-deactivated20210117]

A small crimson blush crossed young hero in training cheeks as she put two and two together and realized what she had done. This person was a pro hero and she did not recognize her simply because of different outfits. “A-ah I'm so sorry mam wait just a moment!” 

Finally returning her attention to struggling villain, who was clearly outpowered by her quirk, she yanks him forward only to be greeted by a strong headbutt from her. Which resulted in knocking him unconscious, since well for now that was the best option to do. 

Sighing relived she looks over the winged hero with a sheepish grin. “I’m Dinamo Dama mam! Second-year of U.A academy, my mentor is close by so they were sure that I can handle this by myself really heh....I apologize again for not recognizing you!”

[shieldingwings]

The young woman offers a laugh and a wave of her hand to the students flustered self. She was cute, Valkyrie was already seeming to like the girl she’d barely had a conversation with. But in total honesty there weren’t many training heroes that Arcadia didn’t like. It took a lot to get even this far,

“Nice to meet you Dinamo. It’s not a problem. People not recognising me is quite a breath of fresh air actually. Nice save.” She points down to the now subdued Villian with a thumbs up.