#kitanasty

[tears-n-snow]

@kitanasty​​ started following you

‘‘Touya...?”

[mic-check-smile]

kitanasty started following you

    ‘‘Ah, Mister Twice. A pleasure to finally meet you in the flesh. Tomura speaks quite highly of you, good sir.” The ancient kingpin gave a respectful bow, even a polite little wave in greeting.

 “I am All For One~”

[strxight-up-villxin]

@kitanasty​

“Your sense of smell has to be shot, right?”

[vsagis]

@kitanasty ♥’d for a lyric starter

Izuku clenches his fists only to then stretch out his fingers, a thoughtless gesture that's turned into a habit with time. It usually helps to release some of the tension that inevitably builds up within his mind and body with every passing minute when things simply do not go right.

"See," finally, he decides to speak, gaze rising to meet the other's eyes, "The problem here is... I don't remember promising my life and soul to bring everybody bliss." He would have, a long time ago, but that Izuku is long gone. Nonexistent from the moment reality caught up to him. "So I don't know why you're talking to me about all this."

[dupliciity]

🍒  + kitanasty

send  me  🍒  +  a  url  and  i  will  write  some  positivity  for  them. // ACCEPTING !!

dude ..... i honestly admire the hell out of mo’s world building skills. it’s something i remember from the very first time we started talking n plotting together. i love to see people take cannon characters and add their own spice and headcannons to it. it really does blow my mind!! i admire the hell out of their ability to write so many characters and add their own lil spice and flair to every one, really having the characters sound like themselves if that makes sense. like ... sometimes with multi muses all the characters have the same voice, but this isn’t the case here pals!! i am very happy we started talking and writing together <3  //  @kitanasty

[lyriccl]

With exams on the horizon, everyone at U.A. was busy with studying (or for the spare few who weren’t good at it, sleeping then cramming). Emma herself had barely any time to study due to her idol status. Which is why she was here in the library, bags under her eyes as she tried desperately to absorb the information she needed before passing out from exhaustion. Things were especially difficult on her, being a third-year, and she still had a long way to go if she were to pass her exams at the standards she had set for herself.

She vaguely heard someone open the doors of the library, but she was too absorbed in her geography textbook to turn around and acknowledge them. It wasn’t really like her at all, she was usually the first to greet someone with a smile and an attempt at a conversation. But she really had to get this done...

Some time had passed, and her eyes were drooping. She struggled to keep them open, knowing that if she fell asleep here she would be subject to scrutiny. But... no one would mind if she just closed her eyes for a few minutes, would they?

And like that, the idol was asleep, unaware of the eyes on her from afar.

@kitanasty​​

[radiioman]

He is staring very hard at him, trying to figure out why he looks like an old, homeless version of his best friend.

// @kitanasty

[inemptyhouses]

@kitanasty​​ said: “ i’m not interested in being polite or heterosexual.  ” aizawa @ his ward :) 

“oh, thank god. me either.” not that she considered any of her behavior rude. blunt, sure. never outright rude. this many people did start to make her antsy, though, and she couldn’t ignore the creeping feeling making way into her chest. “does that mean we have to stay around? can we start plotting an exit then?”