#knifelizard

[mic-check-smile]

@knifelizard​ started following you

     “Ah, my boy. You have come to me at last.” The ancient smiled from his throne, a grin ominous on a maimed face as he opened his arms wide to the young man before him.

“Have you come to a decision? Will you lead our armies? Your army~”

[awfulonetm-aa]

   AND there he waits for shigaraki’s little bitch to appear and try to kill him ---

[universemerging]

@knifelizard​:  he's silently watching quinn from across the courtyard at ua. he's doing his best to be inconspicuous, but that's never been his forte. (throws this in my redemption verse for spinner but also we should plot — *hides*)

come back here and plot with me i want your lizard boy 🔫 /lh

Sure, they looked like any other student on the surface, but Quinn knew.. More than the average student would about the school and the incident’s that have occurred. And that was no accident, either, it was why they were here in the first place. It wouldn’t be a problem on it’s own, but it was what happened with that information that things would be less than ideal for them and their relations if it was found out about.

Maybe that’s why having an ex-villain on campus made them uneasy. 

Their parents had stopped helping the league after the training camp incident, and personal meetings were hardly ever the Graves’ style, so.. They hoped that there wasn’t any recognition, at least not for that, (maybe it was because of their friend group?) but the fact that he was less than subtly staring at them from across the way didn’t have them keeping their hopes up.

Ignoring it wasn’t helping, either. The only way their paranoia was going to be eased if they got a straight answer out of him, and the best way to do that was..

Coming over and saying something. “You uh.. Need something, dude?” 

[bluestmoons]

@knifelizard​ gets something that likely makes no sense!

   Not for the first time in her life, Finis is very, very lost. 

   She can’t quite remember the last time her surroundings were familiar, but she does know it was something like eons ago. Then again, surroundings were hardly ever familiar. It isn’t her fault that the roads and the world change so often! One day they go this way, and the next, that, and how is she meant to keep up with it all, amidst her studies! 

   Today, though, she has a bad feeling about wherever she’s ended up. The streets are gaunt, dark, highlighted strangely in the light. Something in her teeth hurts. She clutches her books to her chest tighter. 

   It’s okay... she’s overreacting. It’s okay... 

   In the distance, there’s a figure... hunched over, back turned to her, and she lights up, rushes towards them. Their shadow stretches long before her. 

   “Hello! Excuse me! I’m lost... can you help?” 

[kasou]

knifelizard said ;      i’ve wasted so much time becoming nothing.

          “   JUST   GET   OVER   YOURSELF,   lizard - boy. your problems are no worse than anyone else’s.   ”

[hokosu]

                               E-EROS.

[heroichaos-archived]

@knifelizard​ || Not Plotted Starter

“ I have a question for you about these games of yours. ”

The magician’s voice was surprisingly clear despite the mask on his face as he leaned down to look over his shoulder at the system in his hands. He often didn’t pay any mind to the younger’s gaming habits, but after a brief conversation when he was out that day made him want to know more, want to know if it brought as much joy as the man he spoke to said it did.

[anarchyhorde]

@knifelizard​ asked:  “You okay in there?” (knifelizard / for twice ! redemption verse perhaps? 👀)

illness/sickness starters || accepting

     “Yeah, I’m great! Fuckin’ terrible. Just give me a sec.” It had been a rough morning, one of his less productive ones, and in the midst of the headaches and burning an attempt at breakfast {then a nap}, he’d almost forgotten that an old friend was visiting {it was always good to see something familiar in all this strangeness}. “Just- my bad.”

      He opens the door to his ‘new’ apartment, one provided for him through the agreements made through the program he’d been a part of now. It wasn’t much, but it was becoming somewhat of a home over time, he’s making the best of things at least. He’s standing in the doorway, lit cigarette between his lips, crooked smile and eyes LIGHT at the sight of a familiar face.

  Couldn’t even tell he’s just BANGED the shit out of his knee on the corner of the small coffee table in his rush to answer the door.

   “SPINNER! Wait- Shuichi..is, do you just go by that now? Spinner sounds better dude.” Jin isn’t SURE, and he hasn’t completely recovered from whatever migraine was wrecking him this morning.

   Exaggerated bow {shit, his KNEE, What do they make tables out of these days?} “Welcome to my humble abode. Like a fancy prison.” Shrug of his shoulders, an exhale of smoke. “It’s good to see ya’.”