May 5, 2021
@animarumnovis for Koichi
“You know, every time I see you, you seem to be wearing a different All Might hoodie. Are there really that many in circulation?”
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@animarumnovis for Koichi
“You know, every time I see you, you seem to be wearing a different All Might hoodie. Are there really that many in circulation?”
@animarumnovis said: ❝ I never thought about how to handle real problems in adult life. ❞ - takashi
He takes a long sip of his tea before looking at Taka with a eyebrow raised. “Were you a presented an adult problem that you couldn’t solve?”
@animarumnovis said:
"hoe ass shorty" - bakugou
“Wha-?” Well that was a new one. “That’s not very nice, Kacchan.”
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Drowsiness seemed to go hand in hand with with god of sleep. Giving into it could happen just about anywhere. Even now, Hypnos tugged at the crimson eye mask that weighed heavy atop his head.
Slim arms reached over his head and a yawn left him. Slow blinking, he turned his head and saw a certain flame footed, red eyed green eyed Underworld Prince roam near. Hypnos waved him over, a sleepy smile pulling at his lips. “Hey Zagreus...! What you up to? Talking with the Shades and stuff? Niiiice.”
~ ~ 🐕︎ ~ ~ For @animarumnovis | Yuji
“You’ve been quiet lately.” The moment after the words leave his lips, Megumi wants to kick himself. He tried to tell the others that he’s no good at comforting people, but they didn’t listen ( Nobara, in particular, threatened him with grievous bodily harm ). Now one sentence in and he’s looking for any sort of escape.
Curses, the Culling Games randomly starting, Gojo reappearing like a sugar-high miracle, a goddamn lightning bolt to strike him; anything would be nice. He really can’t do this, can only shove his foot into his mouth and wonder how anyone can think he’s a good friend.
Megumi reaches up to rub the back of his neck, fingers tangling into his hair and tugging until he feels the sting. “If you...want to talk...I’m here.” It’s mumbled out, but that seems to be a decent enough offer, right?
@animarumnovis Gojo draws a mustache on Megumi's face while he sleeps. 🤭 // Grab a marker and write something on my muse! ( Anywhere over my muse's body. )
“What? What’s so funny?”
Why does it feel like there’s something on his face?
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“ i could have lost you today! do you know what that would have done to me? ” // tenya @ kami :3
ship w cowards || still accepting
he did feel bad for worrying tenya and everyone else. it hadn’t been on purpose. it fact, he hadn’t even wanted to be on the front lines in the first place. but the adults had made him, and he wounded up almost dying because of it. he felt lucky just to be here. he takes tenya’s hands, squeezing them apologetically.
‘ i’m sorry, okay ? you want me to apologize a million more times ? i will. i’ll keep count. i only have 999,999 sorry’s to go. ‘
‘ you were really that worried about me ? ‘ even though he’s not happy tenya was so upset and worried, it does make him feel a little warm and fuzzy inside that he cared that much.