#disspace

[enslgn-blog]

+ @disspace

      “You’re really from outer-space?” It wasn’t everyday that Ledo would meet someone not born and raised on earth. Honestly, he was the only one in gargantia that was raised by the Galactic Alliance before crash-landing, as far as he knew.

[itosaki]

@disspace​​。❀❀  ( starter call. )

❝   it’s just  laundry, not rocket science. if you wanna see something really cool, i suggest hitting the mini mart and grabbing a pack of mentos and some diet coke. that one’s always a crowd pleaser.   ❞

[ofgogglcs-blog]

@disspace

ºO•★•.¸✿¸.•★•.❀• ~ᴴᵉᵃʳᵗ ᵒᶠ ˢᵀᴱᴱᴸ~ •❀.•★•.¸✿¸.•★•O

      Don’t mention the horns don’t mention the horns don’t-

      “Why do you have horns?” 

Well, shit.

[grimairearchive]

❀。 @disspace  /starter call.

        there’s an immediate air of distrust, discontentment-- skepticism arises with every clipped step. sol’s fingers glow, weaponized sunshine in the very palm of her hand, and completely under her control. the other’s appearance made it obvious she was part of a certain faction (monsters, heroes, but not a normal civilian), but to which, sol couldn’t be sure just by observing.

            ❝                         are you a monster?   ❞

[weepyoldhero-blog]

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“--That’s an awfully unique skin tone you have there, miss,” came your words. A soft expression reached your face as you allowed your eyes to close momentarily. “It’s very lovely.”

[scnikku-blog]

❝ Just like I told you, I’m not a hero, but at least you did something useful.    You tested my speed, obviously you failed .❞

Confident as always while he stared down at the unconscious, bodies of the members who attempted to fight him. Completely useless, all of them. They couldn’t even touch him. And so far, only two people could it seemed. But now, here he could sense someone coming, as if they were trying to talk to him maybe?

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[hagemantou]

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  The fresh meat section was rather crowded, but Saitama needed a look in the bins.  (Needed, badly.)  Elbowing through the crowd was an option but -- nah, that wouldn’t be fair.  “Oh, uh, 'scuse me,” he tapped a girl’s shoulder, completely bypassing how different she seemed.  “Can I look at the beef, too?  I don’t wanna miss this sale.”