@dckuu liked for a starter.
“ kouta izumi? ... yeah, that’s me. what do you want? “
something about this is giving him a bad feeling. and sure, that’s how he felt about MOST people, but... this just feels different.
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@dckuu liked for a starter.
“ kouta izumi? ... yeah, that’s me. what do you want? “
something about this is giving him a bad feeling. and sure, that’s how he felt about MOST people, but... this just feels different.
🦅- with wings [i hope its not too late !!]
SEND A SYMBOL AND I’LL DRAW YOUR MUSE AS THE FOLLOWING { no longer accepting }
🦅 - with wings
@dckuu would look better dead!
“Deeeekkkuuuu...” The girl whispered to the other as she threw her arms around him, placing her head on his shoulder. This was the closest amount of touching she was allowed and how badly it pained her, her sweet Deku being so close to her, close enough for her to lay her hands on him, yet still barred from sinking her knives into him. It was a tragedy in her mind, yet a tragedy she’d have bear and live with. Deku was apart apart of their organization and the rules were the rules, she’d probably be vaporized on the spot if she hurt her sweet Midoriya too much.
“Deku, baby, I’m bored! Take a break and pay attention to me for a little while, okay?”
@dckuu ship starter
Hitoshi had once approached Deku with the intentions of becoming business partners, working sometimes for and with each other to reach their common goals. However, as time went on an odd competition had started between them. Each trying to out smart the other in their latest schemes, even coming to blows a few times out of frustration. He had never had an intellectual rival on par as Deku, let alone one who shared his values. The villain didn’t know when that annoyance turned to admiration, or when the other’s mischievous smile sent his heart into flutters. He wasn’t sure what he was feeling anymore, just that he liked being around the quirkiness villain.
He walks into the bar, hands in his pockets as if he owned the place. Some called his arrogance foolish, he called it a strategical tactic. He found Deku, sitting in his usual spot, and had to suppress the smile he always seemed to get when in the presence of the other. “What you working on, asshole?” He asks with his normal foul mouth that he didn’t really try to hide anymore. He takes a seat in front of the other, finding he would rather be no where else but here.
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☆ ` ━ icons? in my psd? more likely than you think / not accepting .
@dckuu .
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okay but picturing deku just fucking chucking the journal at kacchan is hilarious–
deku, just fucking decking kacchan over his journal:
dckuu replied to your post: KACCHAN RUINED MY DREAM JOURNAL
bakugou vc; i dID NAHT, MR AIZAWA SEND HIM TO THE PRI N ICI PALS OFF IC E AND HAVE HIM E X P E L L E D
aizawa vc: yOU ARE IN MY CLASSROOM NOT THE OTHER WAY AROUND--