#kindhand

[bloodsinned]

@kindhand​ said:  ❝It took me three days to make that potato salad. THREE DAYS.❞

 “oh, you’ll get over it. s’just food, kid.” vicious. you may not value food as much as a human does, but that doesn’t apply to everyone. 

[springfestitales]

AS THE FESTIVAL winds to its final conclusion, you’re bestowed with several gifts from the grateful occupants of Spring Rise, ranging from currency of your own world to foods and trinkets, toys, kites, lavish clothing and even brand new weapons to some few.

“Thank you for saving the festival, and enjoying our company,” the apparant leader of the village thanks you personally, shaking your hand as you’re lavished with gift after gift from the locals. “If you choose to leave now, simply follow the Blissful Trail out and you’ll find your way home.”

You oblige, thanking the village for their hospitality and invitation to the festival. Carrying your gifts, you make your way out with your new friends down the path decorated with fallen cherry blossom petals. One last viewing of the beautiful pink trees, and when you reach the end, you turn to get one last look at the strange yet comforting village.

A small creature had followed you out, smiling cheerfully—almost bidding you farewell. When you blink, it’s gone but the feeling of being watched doesn’t leave. Still, you’re not creeped out. Instead, you’re… comforted. You turned to continue leaving, and when you do, you’re suddenly standing in front of—your home. Whether it’s with the people you were with before the festival, or your physical hometown—the mysterious village of Spring Rise is out of sight, you can’t even feel its presence anymore.

But you know, it will return when it’s time for the next festival…

Until then… you’re satisfied.

— Fin.

Hello all, Swann here! Thank you all for joining this rpc event! I had so much fun and I hope you all did too!

I’d like to give a HUGE thank you to my helpers: @gildedsunlight / @astrumballade , & @therionclaw / @duelingoddesses ! I couldn’t have done it without you guys, thank you so much! 💕

I’d like to make some shoutouts to all our participants, any of you that made any starter calls, starters, graphics, interactions, ANYTHING, thank you so much!

@rathalascendant , @madeimpact , @talesofourworlds , @tragedyworlds , @emotiondriven , @kindhand , @acthcr , @primefavonius , @forgottenluck , @ervaurem , @fangedmuses

We hope to have you again in the next event, whenever it may be! Stay tuned in the next few days, we’ll be handing out thank you gifts to all who’ve attended as well as the announcement of the winner for the fashion show later tonight!

Once again, from the bottom of our hearts, thank you SO much! Keep being cool, and feel free to keep on writing for the event!

Until next time. 💕

[truexman]

@kindhand​ asked: “Weren’t you in here last week?”

“Hm? Oh-- Midoriya, hello.” The detective offered a little smile, slowing his pace down the school hall. He gave the teen a little nod off his head as he removed his hat. 

“You’re very perceptive. I was indeed here last week. I’m following up with the Principal about something and I might catch up with a few of your teachers. Are you on a free period?”

[sweetlunars]

🌙 // @kindhand​

 “no, i am not going with you to do groceries, i don’t care if aizawa said so.”

[cllassrep]

@kindhand​ asked:

Izuku had come over to study, preferring to join his friend rather than study alone. Plus, it helped him catch up on some bits he’s missed. The only problem was, he’s fallen asleep on Iida’s desk and is now stuck due to curfew.

      it wasn’t just izuku who was to blame about this whole situation, iida should have been keeping an eye on the time, he was the class president after all, he had to keep those damn priorities in check. seeing as though it was passed the time where they were allowed to be out and about, he was already setting up another spot for the other to sleep for the night while he slept.

     he was glad for once that he had so many blankets, he had set up a comfortable spot on the floor for izuku. but not only that, he made the area on the floor set up big enough for the both of them. iida would feel bad if he slept on the bed while izuku slept on the floor.

          “hey, izuku..you fell asleep.” he finally went to wake the other up, a hand lightly pressing against his shoulder. “i made some sleeping arrangements for tonight since you won’t be able to leave--it’s too late in the night.”

[amplifyingtrace]

@kindhand​ liked for an ice skating starter

It had taken her a bit of convincing to get Izuku to agree on coming with her to the skating rink, he really needed a brake from all of the extra things he has been doing lately. Not that she didn’t appreciate how dedicated and determined he was on becoming the best hero he can be! He still needed to rest not push himself too hard.

“I haven’t gone skating in a few years, I’m really excited and a bit nervous. Hopefully I still remember how to skate.” She chuckled lowly, heading towards the skate rental booth to rent a pair of skates along with Izuku since neither of them owned a pair themselves. “I’m glad we were able to come early so there wouldn’t be as many people ice skating right now.” She knew how nervous Izuku still got around large groups of people and wanted to make sure he had the best time.

[keshimasu]

 He shouldn’t even have been surprised at this point.  Midoriya was going to be the death of him if he didn’t die of stress first.  He’d started to suspect some weird consequence of the kid’s quirk was attracting danger.  It wouldn’t be the first time quirks had a drawback.  Though his was only migraines and near constant eye burning.   By the time the knife has even settled, he’s moving.  Cutting between the two with a foot and an elbow to the assailant’s ribs.  That would force the weapon to change targets allowing for an easier time disarming the bastard that went after a child.  Albeit a very strong child, but still a child.  One whom continued to have no self preservation and was more likely to get himself stabbed than do anything actually helpful.  Which to be fair, Shouta faired little better.  He’s all too aware of the fact that due to the position of the attacker, there was really no good way to lower the chance of injury to zero.   The jab is distracting, but he knows how to function after being run through.  At least it wasn’t a gun.  His foot rams into the guy’s knee, hastily tying up their offender.  Free hand that isn’t holding scarf threateningly around the man on the ground’s neck fumbles for phone in belt.  He tosses it to Izuku.  “Do me a favor and call this in.  I gotta-ugh.”  He made a face at the blade sticking out of side.  “Rude.” 

@kindhand  from here

[herosname]

@kindhand​ the nomu bois meet

Why?

     Why is he staring into a mirror right now?

He’s been getting better. He’s been working so hard to become a hero again. Paranoia has been easier to manage, One for All is second nature to him once more, everything has been fine he’s been healing why is this happening NOW?!

Backing away from the monstrous figure, Izuku’s hands balled up at his sides. It was hard to tell if he was ready to run or fight. Maybe both?

“Y-You’re not real...” This was a hallucination. It had to be. “You’re not me...!”