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[mukagenborn]

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無量__It wasn't like he had gotten worse at anything, nor had she gotten any less blinding, so it .. shouldn't be a surprise if it was an easy thing to wander after her. Who would or could stop him, especially now?

"Not to make it all about me, but you get tired of denial after the first few rounds. ... is it? Because of that? That you gotta go?"

[mukagenborn-archive]

@howlrs TEXTED: " if you keep talking i’m gonna get out of the car. ” (or) " i don’t know if i should help you or if i should euthanize you. ”  (i'm so sorry. lmfao) ∞ - Still accepting!

無量__ "Yeah, yeah, yeah, be like that. Just let me handle it - You can stand by and.. do whatever it is catalytic converters do."

The tone is dismissive, though the predicament isn't really dismissable. It wasn't often he was paired with anyone other than his normal keeper, but it may have been a misguided effort on their teacher's part to forcefully trauma bond them. A poor attempt on his part had been made to socialize on the way, and wow! What a fucking mistake, he had figured the cursed amalgamation beside him wasn't the cheery type, but to blatantly shut him up by threatening to exit a running vehicle was, while hilarious, also a dick move. Which is what he assumed had lead to the second statement later, and where they now stood on the precipice of. Well, he stood on. And it was more like the mouth of a cavern, that was actually a curse, that was currently vomiting excessive amounts of some acidic bile directly onto Infinity, causing the ground it sprayed on to hiss and evaporate, a lot like his patience. Too big of an application of aoi would decimate the surrounding area, but just cursed energy manipulation seemed... awkward to use against what was ostensibly a huge mouth.

"You know what, I might take being euthanized over this. Nasty."

[eraserisms]

I'm thinking about Chef Shota now. He probably more likely would be a baker given his personality but like, Shota being the level headed one on the line when the BOH are in the weeds? Delicious.

[vsagis]

continued from @huntershowl !!

Midoriya’s body moves in fluid, leisurely lines, a stark contrast to tension in the way Hellhound carries themself around him. A ghost of pain in his arm or a deliberate decision, it’s hard to tell when the hero approaches, full and hands in full view as if closing in on an animal rabid with fear.

It’s always the ones backed into the corner that bite the hardest.

“Why?” When Izuku asks, he chooses the simplest question. It holds so many more inside of it, why not humanize you, why do you kill, why, why, why… It depends only on Hellhound how they decide to take it.

Another offered gesture of peace comes with the man removing his own earpiece and then shutting it off, a small click and a diode blinking off once he does so. And then—even more surprisingly, he’s standing right by the one who almost killed him—he sits beside them, legs dangling over the edge of the building and elbows propped on his knees.

[bcdomens]

@howlrs .

" you're gonna get fucking sick. " he hated the cold. though the snow was beautiful in it's own way - it was problematic for him in every way. he was covered from head to toe - scarf, gloves, and layers upon layers. " what are you even doing out here ? " his steps ruined the image of perfect snow, leaving his imprint behind.

[vsagis]

@huntershowl !!

It's nice, receiving gifts, even more so those that carry a promise of good will and a successful endeavor. It's just that he's never been offered a person.

Watchful eyes take in the figure before him, scrutinizing, emerald pools with something dark lurking at the bottom. Ready to strike, sink its teeth into flesh if a trap unfolds into a body of human form.

Advisor, his new business partner said. But it's only logical to take such words with a grain of salt. There's always hidden motives, and until Izuku knows more, whether he can trust that bunch or not...

"How would you like me to address you? Hellhound," he voices the other's villain name slowly, as if trying it on the tip of his tongue to check if he enjoys the taste, "Or...?"

[vsagis]

@huntershowl

Izuku remembers it like it was yesterday. It was the first day of school, and mom told him not to worry, you'll make new friends before you know it! and in any other timeline, she might have been right.

It isn't much different this time round either.

At least he's used to ostracism by now, as much as one can. Back pressed against the wall and notebook in hand, the boy watches the class he's assigned to train their quirks. Maybe if he had one, he'd be allowed to join them; instead, he's told to sit aside and do homework.

Fine with me, he'd said, but that pang of jealousy he's never thought he'd feel again comes unexpected. It tampers with his emotions like it always does, leaving him blind to the world around as it forces him to rest his forehead atop of his knees. When he raises his head moments after, movement at the edge of his vision leaves him startled.

"What?" It comes out sharper than it probably should, but does anyone here expect anything else of him? "Ya bored or something?

[vsagis]

Some relations don’t matter until they do, and a body is just a body, after a body, after a body, until it isn't. Another before and after Persephone that sliced Midoriya's life in two.

And so here he is, keeping her close with one hand in her hair, the other that clutches her tie making sure that the space that grows between them once Seph breaks the kiss is only barely enough to breathe.

“Tell me you’re mine.” A murmur is far from an authoritative tones, but just this once, Izuku doesn’t mind. The slight tug on Seph’s hair can make up for it, just as well as soften the very same blow he is dealing with it.

(He’s not sure whether it’s their immediate obedience or their breath on his lips that fills his chest with warmth. Doesn’t matter.)

“Say it again,” he asks once more, now pulling at Seph’s tie to bring them closer. Lips almost against lips, waiting for the right words to pull her into another kiss, another storm brewing on the horizon. “Say it, and I’m yours.”

continued from a prompt / @howlrs