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@shoukyo
𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝔀𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓵𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝔀𝓮'𝓵𝓵 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓐𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔀𝓮'𝓿𝓮 𝓪𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓢𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓾𝓼, 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓪𝓼𝓱
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• Indie. Nomu Shouta Aizawa
• Penned by Phy ♡
• Semi-Selective.
• (N)SFW– Triggering content may be present.
• Friendly Mun, Questionable Muse.
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::𝓡𝓤𝓛𝓔𝓢 𝓟𝓐𝓖𝓔::
🔆🔆;;
I HAVE THE URGE TO MAKE MORE BLOGS HSFHAFJS
Though I’m not sure what muses I’d have on them, I just wanna make more hdjdjjdj
Give me ideas >:(
He’s been thinking a lot lately.
He doesn’t usually let other’s words get to him, but this time they had, it seemed, only after he thought about it for a while.
Maybe it would’ve been better if he was the one taken first. If he hadn’t ran from that fight just because Hizashi told him to. I’d he stayed, Hizashi wouldn’t have…
No. He can’t think like that. The past is the past… Besides.. He would never want Hizashi to feel the things he felt in those three long years that he thought he was dead. No, it’s better this way. He can protect him like this— They can protect themselves and each other like this. As nomu, they’re strong. Though it took… much pain and suffering to get here…
The one thing he can say he’s grateful for.. is Hizashi, and just how resilient he is. And he loves him, so much…
@hiimei
He’s not a fool. He can tell when something is bothering Shouta—and this was no different. He had known him for many years, and they’ve been together for quite a few, as well. They had been through so much together that he could pretty much just read him like a book, and vice versa.
Hizashi moves to sit next to him, gently nidging him with his elbow before moving a clawed hand to card through that large mass of soft, dark hair. He leaned over, affectionately bumping his nose against his temple, his free hand moving to Shouta’s arm and gently squeezing.
Hizashi’s sacrifice was a touchy subject between them. Even more so with what happened to Shouta afterwards. However, he would make that sacrifice over and over again if given the chance. Shouta meant everything and more to him—He meant more to Hizashi then his own life, clearly.
“Hey. Tell me what’s on your mind, Sho.”
Shouta blinks and perks up when Hizashi sits next to him and he’s nudged. He should’ve known that if he looked upset around the blonde, that he’d be called out for it.
The man sighs as fingers run through his hair, eyes closing. He leans against Hizashi, quiet for a long moment. He doesn’t like talking about his own feelings, believing them to not be important and not wanting anyone to needlessly worry about him. But Hizashi… wouldn’t accept that.
“I love you…” He mutters, just leaning up against him and nuzzling into his silly blonde hair. “Sometimes I… I wish I was the one… that was taken by the League first… but.. then I think about how awful I felt when I thought you were dead… and I would never want you to go through that…”
He’s been thinking a lot lately.
He doesn’t usually let other’s words get to him, but this time they had, it seemed, only after he thought about it for a while.
Maybe it would’ve been better if he was the one taken first. If he hadn’t ran from that fight just because Hizashi told him to. I’d he stayed, Hizashi wouldn’t have…
No. He can’t think like that. The past is the past… Besides.. He would never want Hizashi to feel the things he felt in those three long years that he thought he was dead. No, it’s better this way. He can protect him like this— They can protect themselves and each other like this. As nomu, they’re strong. Though it took… much pain and suffering to get here…
The one thing he can say he’s grateful for.. is Hizashi, and just how resilient he is. And he loves him, so much…
@hiimei
Slow, tired blinking…
He’s awake and here, but at what cost.
Time to kisskisskiss his nomu husband—
“Ah—“
Ah yes.. This is nice…
He likes Hizashi’s attention and affection…
@yureinoyoni || kills him instantly
The attempts are futile. He just heals, thanks to his healing Quirk.
Hizashi’s death was all your fault. He died to protect you and avoid you turning into…this. Maybe if you would have protected him, then the two of you would have been spared this fate.
“If I could kill you, I would.”
People can’t just bring that shit up without consequences.
“It was no one’s fault but the League’s. If our roles were switched, I’d simply become a nomu first, instead of Hizashi.”
Look at you. A monster. A waste of oxygen. What would your students even say...
…
He doesn’t seem to have much of a physical reaction to that.
“Yeah, sorry.”
He’s not so emotional and reactionary like Himei is. He’s not even upset at this.
With one ask, try to elicit a strong emotional response from my muse
Make them angry, scare them, or make them sad. Give them a shock or brighten their day. Fluster or frustrate or infuriate, it’s your call.
Bonus points if you know my character well enough to know how to get a strong reaction with as few words as possible.
Slow, tired blinking…
He’s awake and here, but at what cost.
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Something feels real off tonight...
“SHOOOOOO—“
Alright—it was weird hearing him yell that name in this voice, but it didn’t matter at this point. The blonde had made a quick beeline to his husband when he saw him, hands moving to the others shoulders.
“Sho—baby—I know I don’t look like me but it’s me! I need your help, man!!!”
It certainly is weird, and it catches Shokyo completely of guard. He blinks up at the tyrant as he approaches, flinching ever so slightly when hands land on his shoulders.
He stares at him for a moment, looking confused.
“Is this.. a joke.. sir..?”
“What!? No—C’mon, man!!”
The ‘tyrant’ gave out a loud whine, letting go of him almost immediately when he saw him flinch. The blonde’s foot started to tap rapidly—a very common thing for Hizashi to do when his anxiety built up. He had to...prove it to him, somehow..
“C’mon, Sho, Y’gotta believe me! Ask me only somethin’ I’d know!!!”
“Uh...”
It seems like he’s... trying to imply that he’s Hizashi, or something— With the speech pattern and calling him ‘Sho’... This is a really weird game he’s playing at but... Whatever, he’ll play along.
“Uhm... What was.. the name of that cat.. we found when we were kids...?”
It’s a memory Shokyo only retained recently... and it’s one that he holds dear. And he’s certain that would stump the master, unless he has some sort of mind reading Quirk now...
Something feels real off tonight...
“SHOOOOOO—“
Alright—it was weird hearing him yell that name in this voice, but it didn’t matter at this point. The blonde had made a quick beeline to his husband when he saw him, hands moving to the others shoulders.
“Sho—baby—I know I don’t look like me but it’s me! I need your help, man!!!”
It certainly is weird, and it catches Shokyo completely of guard. He blinks up at the tyrant as he approaches, flinching ever so slightly when hands land on his shoulders.
He stares at him for a moment, looking confused.
“Is this.. a joke.. sir..?”
Something feels real off tonight...
how do i politely ask him to slam me against a wall and make out with me
@shoukyo
@shoukyo : ❝ i’m here for you. ❞
There’s a pause from the nomu when words are spoken to him, multicolored eyes moving to look over at him. Curiosity filled the orbs, his mind processing words as blackened claws stopped anxiously scratching at his speakers. He blinked and looked at his clawed hands to see blood–he had been scratching too much, opening the scar tissue. Quickly he moved his hand to cover the open wound, knowing that the other wasn’t all too keen on him scratching it open. He tried not to let his mind wander and his anxiety to build–He tried to be better–but it was hard when all he could think of was related to his–their–trauma. “I know.” He murmured, not bringing his gaze back to him.
“I’m here for ya, too.”
With a sigh, red eyes scan over the blonde. Anxiety is a normal thing that the both of them experience at this point, Hizashi much more so. And Shouta has accepted that. He’ll always be here for him, supporting him through everything as they both slowly heal.
He gives Hizashi’s arm a soft squeeze, hoping to reassure and relax him. Leaning close, pressing a kiss to his temple. His hand moves from his lover’s arm to very gently rest over the one covering those now bloodied scars on his neck.
“I love you, Hizashi.. Please take care of yourself..” Every time he sees Hizashi reopen those scars, he feels.. bad. It happens more often than he would like, and even if the blonde has a healing Quirk, it still makes Shouta hurt a little on the inside... But he never wants to make it about himself.
[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine
@hiimei
It was only a matter of time before one of Toshinori’s minions caught them. And how idiotic of them to not immediately go to their master and snitch. Did they really think they stood a chance against two powerful nomu? Moron.
Though, it seemed they would turn out to be a pretty formidable foe, and actually gave the two of them a bit of trouble. And when they turn their attacks toward Shokyo, he’s ready to counter, only for Hizashi to jump in front it, sending him flying.
“Himei!”
He seems fine— He’s strong, he can handle himself. Shokyo examines him from afar, activating Telekinesis to stop and fling their attacker away.
Then eyes catch blood.
“Hizashi...”
The red of his eyes intensifies, Telekinesis pressing the Sun’s little puppet hard against the ground, holding them there. Shokyo moves quickly over to the blonde, eyes scanning him and hands very gently checking for any serious injuries. “Are you alright..?”
He has a Healing Quirk... He’ll be fine. But Shokyo can’t help but be worried.
