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Continued from X @kxrieiti The giggle only seems to make him roll his eyes, though his expression clearly read embarrassment, thankful that she wasn’t able to see it. A clear of his throat would be his attempt of shaking the feeling but to no avail. “N-No! No the nickname is ... fine. Just not something that I’m quite used to...” He admittedly, softly. A defeated sigh escaped him as he pinched the bridge of his nose, eyes closing for just a moment. “...Were the flowers to your liking, at least?” Call him ignorant but he hadn’t exactly made it easy on himself in knowing her interests, therefore the generic gift was a last ditch effort in making it presentable.

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"Neinei" She mumbled at the speaker on her phone, smiling gently. Sleep was very noticeable on her voice- it had after all been quite a long day of excitement from her birthday. "I know the flowers were you". She gave a little snicker at the nickname, not really paying it much attention through the haze of how tired she currently felt.

Laying down in his bed, he held the phone up to his ear to hear a soft, gentle voice crackle to life on the other end. The nickname abruptly hitting him before all else, a bright red rushing to face as he tried not to pay it any mind. “What gave you that impression?” He mumbled, running a hand through his bangs. “And what’s with the nickname? I don’t recall you ever using that before.” Was it really that obvious?

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"Such an interesting ability," he observes. His voice, seeping through his mask like muck, rolls out in monotone, quite contradictory to the rather fascinated expression highlighted by golden hues. "You've certainly come to the right place." Tilt of head, entwined fingers drumming against gloved knuckles as he murmurs softly, "Having you here could be very advantageous - for the BOTH of us, no less."

Perhaps it was the gentle push of fate that had lead curiously devoted steps to the establishment of Shie Hassaikai. With tarnished roots withered and left to rot he was left with no choice but to bask in his own thoughts and ideals as the wind of a rather dark destiny called out to him.Calling out in the form of loneliness, anger, and determination. The echoes of familiar yet distasteful voices plaguing him with doubt, looking down on him as if he were some fool. It made him absolutely sick.

The man before him brought a small smirk to smug lips, hands clasped as the praise seemed to heighten his ego. “I have no doubt that our joint efforts would leave both of us rather pleased.” He replied confidently, tone light, eyes following the other’s movements. “I assure you that the versatility of my Quirk is only the beginning of what I’m able to offer.” Such praise could easily go to one’s head and in such a low moment, Monoma drank it up further than words could say. Inner turmoil festered like a virus, leaving him desperate for the attention and more than willing to provide as well as belong. “Satisfied?”

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(@deku-dork-cutlet-bowl) "Are you sure this is the right place?"

[ @deku-dork-cutlet-bowl ]Upon agreement to this joint exercise, Monoma was happy to showcase his skills to every member of the opposing class that dared to doubt him. Head held high with an attitude so incredibly strong, the very thought of being pulled down from his pedestal was unimaginable. Even with his … interesting choice of partner. To the blond, they were all the same save for a particularly rowdy student but his wide eyed, expressive counterpart was … a challenge in of itself to deal with.While Midoriya’s attitude was certainly chipper, he wasn’t to be fooled by such causalities.

The question caused a small exhale to release itself as he looked around, clearly uncertain. The task seemed simple enough—although upon looking around, he wasn’t quite sure he had the right idea. “This is the only building that seems to be moderately holding itself up around the area, this has to be right.” He assured, idly messing with his cuffs. “We’re to hide out here until the hero team is within sight. At that point, we’ll have the advantage to sneak up from behind, understood? Your Quirk enhances speed as well as strength, correct? If I copy it, we’ll be able to attack from either side.”

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Continued from X @familic A moment’s grace would pass him by before he realizes that his motives had gone unchecked by the girl’s innocence. A miscalculation on his end sure enough, though still he was left momentarily stunned by a flashing smile in response. It was unexpected and rare that he ever saw something that he thought to be genuine coming from a member of their class. It was genuine, wasn’t it?

“Ah ... don’t be silly.” He says simply, waving off her rather optimistic suggestion. “Our classes’ divide would never allow for such a thing. A second’s attempt at such a claim would only be a waste to your status of glory, surely. There’s no need to give me your pity on top of beating salt into the already festering wound.” The tail of his sentence grew slightly heavier, dare he say envious. “I don’t need handouts.”

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Continued from X @familic Her reaction was almost priceless, amusing him to no end albeit a bit venomous, it seemed to let the corners of twitching lips curl into a small grin. The expression on her face spoke volumes. She had some bite to that bark, didn’t she?

“Oh did I strike a nerve?” He chuckled, as if he were merely here to toy with her. “I didn’t realize you were so sensitive, Jirou, how insensitive of me.” He teased, tone merciless of its usual condescension. “My advice wasn’t meant to dig under your skin,” Yes it was. “But allow me to apologize from the bottom of my heart.” A hand was so graciously placed upon his chest, head tilting ever so slightly with a sly grin. “How could I be so silly as to underestimate the best of the best, hm? The shining stars of Yuuei aren’t to be taken lightly, my mistake.”

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Continued from X @brxve-hexrt The moment he had stepped within the other’s presence he could feel tension he was absolutely certain was not there prior. A curious brow quirked in suspicion as light eyes studied the other’s actions justly, lips almost parting to question him before Midoriya beat him to it. Soon enough he was greeted by the pleasantly soft feeling of the other’s lips on his own, foreign fingers digging into his uniform as he was tugged down into a gesture he never would have expected---let alone from him.

The minute that space had filled the area between him once more, his expression had dropped into something fittingly neutral---dazed even as he tried to register what it was that had just taken place. Surely, his mind must have been playing tricks on him, if he were to run by the steps of such an act of affection yet again. The only real ticket to grabbing a hold of him being the other’s following pleas.

“What a snake you are, Midoriya.” He mused, face easily molding into the haughty expression he so shamelessly adorned on the daily. “Catching me off guard to plant your own affections on me out of the blue and then having the audacity to plead with me that I not use such a sneaky little plan above your head? You really do have some nerve, don’t you?” He chuckled, although something about the laughter was clearly off. “Such a bold move and a well thought out plan---as expected from someone like you, right? You truly don’t know when to control yourself, do you?” His tone began to waver, grin only growing. “Now you claim that you don’t even see me as a rival? How absolutely bold of you! Do you really see yourself so high above me?”

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Continued from X @bakugorot

He was serious? Was that ... genuine? An act of kindness from Bakugou Katsuki? That was simply unheard of when the blond practically foamed from the mouth at every word. The very idea made his body tense, spending more time with him than he necessarily wanted to. “You’re serious?” Eyebrows knitted together as he studied the other in disbelief. “When have you ever been concerned about my well being? You have nothing to gain from it.” It didn’t make a lick of sense to him why someone like Bakugou would waste time being genuine after all of their time bickering. It wasn’t as if they had ever seen eye to eye in the past and there was no way that someone could change in a heartbeat.