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[arrowgunned-blog]

@hairbeat

"Okay woah, your hair is something else dude, I was thinking of dying mine like, something different or something but like, man that must be a ton of work."

[kingofsoulfood-blog]

bones

@eraserxhead

“Yohohoho~”

That signature song of his.  Of course he’d be playing it standing atop the banister of a balcony he had happened to be on.  Violin and all.  The public deserved to hear his spirited tunes!  And hear it they will, even though some people would much prefer to just quietly walk to work..

[flamboyantphotographer-blog]

"You haven't lived until you've cut out someone's tongue."

[lastsarafan-blog]

ca open ! Wraith Boy Is Cold--

Raziel was cold, like most days where he was cold but somehow today it was worse, way worse and every part of his body felt like something had touched him with its cold claws-- 

Walking down the sidewalk was almost the worst, his feet hitting the ground sent shivers down his spines. With a huff, he hugs his arms around himself and looks for any place to duck into.

The closest place was one of those ‘coffee shops’ people around the city talked about, as he walks in, he bumps into a stranger, looking up to apologize,

“Apologies, I simply wished to be inside from the cold...”

[naegimakxto-blog]

@nautalass

Walks were nice. They reminded him of the walks he would make to and from school each day when he was younger.

His favorite part was watching and greeting new people.

“Hi there,” He called out to the man across the street, raising a hand in greeting.

[venomoushelianthus-ca]

@butlertodiefor "Excuse me," Rika said, tapping on the other's shoulder. "But your hair is gorgeous. I won't press you for your secret, but..." She smiled, despite feeling self-conscious about her own hair, and not at all self-conscious about commenting on a stranger's hair.

[fvmikage-tokoyami-blog]

-New Beginnings

This world... was not his own. He didn’t recall how he came to be transported to this location – Tokoyami suspected it was the work of someone’s quirk. Whatever the doctor, or surgeon had said seemed to be a lie, an elaborate prank. There wasn’t a possible way for someone to build a machine and transport people from different dimensions. There hadn’t been a quirk like that. Tokoyami never agreed to any sort of experiment. He was studying to be a pro-hero and now he was stuck in an unknown city with no idea of how to get back home. He tried calling his quirk, Dark Shadow, but when it emerged it felt drained and was uncooperative. Something was very wrong. These scientists had toyed with him and his quirk. The man said something about housing on a board. The best thing he could do at the moment was to find people, anyone. Someone else to explain the situation to him in depth, in detail, or at least someone to tell him to wake up as it was all a horrible dream. The student walked out of the room, into the city. He prayed that he’d run into someone he knew at the very least, or someone that understood what quirks were. At least that would tell him he was still in the same “universe.” Heading down the street, Tokoyami searched for any sign of a board or a person. 

Please. Let this be another jest of my mind’s darkness of slumber.

[friendshipkitta-blog]

Gentaro had been exploring this new city after waking up. Gentaro noticed that it was different then the towns he grew up in but he found this place interesting. The first stop would be the Academy since that is where Gentaro might want to teach one day. As he was walking around he noticed one of the teachers or staff had fallen asleep while grading papers. Gentaro walked over to the person and shook them. “Oi Mister! Are you okay?” Gentaro took a look at the papers while shaking the person. “I don’t think the kids will like drool on their graded papers.”