#jikantid

[csuriiit]

@jikantid // surprise semi-plotted starter

suki had to fill in a coworkers shift at the last minute and kakeru had been left without a lot of options for where exactly to stick soramitsu during the day. it hadn’t been the first time he’d been brought into school and told (in much kinder words) to sit and play nice, but it was certainly the first time he noticed a familiar small figure hopping around the teachers lounge.

the first option his mind came up with was to hide, though he was unsure as to why. tabe scrambled out of his chair and not-so-quietly buried himself beneath kakeru’s desk. he put his forehead against the cold wall behind the desk, shifting his feet around the various computer wires.

[eriversible]

@jikantid​ started following you!

Huh...? Wha??? Why is there.. another 'her’...? Was her mind playing tricks on her? Was this the works of a suspicious person??

“.....” Eri couldn’t help but be wary.

[vnguard]

@jikantid

This kind of rain was his favourite. It came down in sheets, relentless and soaking everything it touched. It was like pins against his skin, but it was so cold that he couldn’t help but strip out of his jacket to let it soak through his t-shirt. Nobody was outside, nobody would see him like this. 

But just getting some relief from the burning beneath his skin was like heaven to him. He could remember pulling snow to his chest as a child, watching it turn to slush in a matter of seconds. Never enough. 

The rain masked most sounds, especially in the tight quarters of an alleyway. It thundered off of dumpsters and the concrete, but the wet slap of bare feet was unmistakable. Dabi barely had a chance to react when a blur of white rounded the corner - a child. No more than maybe 6 years old, covered in bandages and severely underdressed. 

It was almost nostalgic.  “Hey!!”

[withpowercomesfxn]

@jikantid //from here

“Eri.” Kai rubbed his forehead. She was at the age of wanting what she wants more than ever, that he really couldn’t be mad at. But he didn’t know what to do. What would someone that was better with kids do? He thought more on it.

“Wait, how about this; if you stay tonight, tomorrow not only can you visit your friend, you can also spend the night.”

Is this how compromises work right? That way they could both get what they want? This dinner was pretty important and he needed her there. Normally it wouldn’t matter but this particular one was an exception. They even requested that his family be there. Luna oddly reacted the same way, but more arguing and a bit more namecalling but in the end he won.

“And you can have as many candy apples as you wish.”

[herosname]

@jikantid​ from X

His brows furrowed in concern, he moved his hand back from her forehead. “You’re burning up... You should stay in bed today, alright? I’ll tell Mr. Aizawa.”

[abysmalpyre]

@jikantid​​ asked: ”Mr.Dabi, a meanie sprayed me with water and now i’m cold... can you kill him?” Eri—

      ☠▒ His ears perked at the sound of the girl, turning to see her he narrowed his eyes at her dripping form. He knelt down to her, checking to make sure that she wasn’t hurt or any bruises he could see. After finding she was okay he grumbled. 〝First let’s get you dried, come here.〞He held his arms out, gesturing for her to come into his arms. He would quickly dry her off with his quirk before dealing with her attacker. 〝Don’t worry, I’ll make sure it is slow and painful for them.〞

[niilplus]

@jikantid​ // screams into the void of my last post

“  sure they are. they just bleed cardboard because that’s what their bodies are made out of.  “

geten then punched one of the unmoving boxes.  “  see ? if it was alive it would have said ‘ouch’.  “

[0stormy0muses0-archived]

For @jikantid | Tired!Cloud Dad

    “Hey, Eri!” Oboro greets the young girl happily when she’s dropped off by Shouta. Seems there’s an emergency and her other watchers (Hizashi and Mirio) are unavailable, so she’s here with him. He’s grateful for the company; Kurogiri’s constant whispering is lessened when others are around.

    “Come in, come in.” He looks at his dorm room (fancier than the student’s since it has a living room, kitchen, and bathroom along with the bedroom) and rubs the back of his neck when he realizes how messy everything is. Organization has never been his strong suit. “Make yourself at home.”

    Upon learning that she had no idea what apple pie and tarts were, he went out of his way to buy fresh ingredients and find the easiest recipes in his cookbooks, intending on making her some even if it killed him. But now since she’s here...

    “Have you ever baked anything before, Eri?”