woah lets watch me show off sera's little condo thing i made :)
here's her lil living room. full of plants and comfy places for her to sleep. i added some stuff like vintage wall hangings and a vcr bc she probably just holds onto stuff for centuries
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woah lets watch me show off sera's little condo thing i made :)
here's her lil living room. full of plants and comfy places for her to sleep. i added some stuff like vintage wall hangings and a vcr bc she probably just holds onto stuff for centuries
I really think Dabi, Tomura, Toga and Spinner deserve a house to live in. Just hear me out.
I'd adore to see Dabi back with the Todorokis and Spinner being able to see his family again, and I adore the fanfics where Tomura and Deku become like brothers and the ones where Toga finds another family too. That's because they deserve to feel safe around people who supports them and love them, as much as they deserve help when correcting their ways and paying for their crimes. It's gonna take some time for them to heal mentally and physically, and dealing with the experience of being in jail can also be a whole deal of its own.
But we can't just ignore the fact that Toga, Spinner, Dabi and Tomura made a life their own already and they made a home of their own, a place where they were accepted, even if not in the best terms. What the League went through together, what the League represents, that's something that cannot be erased in favor of returning the four of them back to society. There's still so much other wouldn't understand, experiences no one else would get, except each other.
Tomura can't never go back to his family, and I don't think Toga would want to do so. And even if Dabi and Spinner want to and can do it, things will never be as if nothing had ever happened. Being surrounded by things from their past is gonna be hard, and it's gonna take some determination to make everything work out.
In that light, I think at some point it'd be a relief for them to have their own house, their own home. They lived with each other in the worst conditions ever, so the daily interaction wouldn't be a problem. And they are a family. They look after each other, they care, they worry, they love each other and went against the world side by side. Nothing creates a bond like going through trauma together, so what they have won't fade away just that easy.
They're gonna need supervision, of course. But it's important for them to keep their independence. After all they fought for, losing their right to be themselves and choose for themselves would be a tragedy. They were fighting to exists, to be who they are, to have a voice, to be respected, to be visible, to be acknowledged... That's why, for example, you cannot deny Dabi because you want Touya back. You cannot deny Spinner in order to get Iguchi, or Tomura because you want Tenko better. They need to be accepted as a whole, without it meaning people should forgive or excuse their actions. Things are what they are.
So... That's it. They deserve their own house.
Nina calls her style bohemian, and it is, but it’s a formal, polished form of BoHo.
She says she has a passion for the imperfect and unique. She goes for thrift finds and patina before shiny and new.
Where did you get that gif? It's so cool.
-Thw director anon.
I rolled out of my bed, opened my ocean blue orbs and threw my messy blonde hair into a bun. I put on a hoodie and no makeup because i am not like other girls.
No one will ever love me. I am so quirky and clumsy. I opened my tumblr account because i am not like other girls who use Instagram because i am not like other girls.
I saw this ask and was thrilled to answer it because my inbox is always empty. I searched on the tumblr search box to show me "dance gifs" to find a gif as unhinged as me because i am not like other girls.
Alas i couldn't find a gif and i decided to reply to the ask later. Suddenly, my abusive step-mother who hasn't been mentioned yet broke into my room.
"Pack your things, I am selling you for drug money because i am for plot reasons now a drug addict." I felt pearls threatening to spill out of my eyes as i looked on the room i once called a house.
But i got over it and went downstairs even though a jobless teenager with an addict mom living in a multi story house makes no sense we are protected by plot armour.
I saw a beautiful man with blue orbs sitting on the chair. "Zoe. Meet your new master." Our eyes met and i could see his eye lashes that touched his cheek bones.
"Hello, I am harry." After hearing those word i knew i was in love with him.
He suddenly clashed his lips on mine and our tongues battled for dominance. He took me to his pent house that looks like a random picture i found off google.
I was shocked to see that there was only one bed because for plot reasons this multi national millionaire can't afford another bed.
"You have to sleep with me, i don't take no for an answer doll." he growled in his manly demeanour.
I stuttered "b-b-bbut daddy."
I soon realised that i hadn't replied to the ask and while i was scrolling through gifs, harry was watching from the corner of his eyes.
"That one looks nice. Because you aren't like other girls."
"Tha-thankyou"
"I told you to call me daddy, i am going to have to punish you now my sweet princess"
"I am s- so- sorry" i stuttered because i for some reason only stutter when it looks aesthetic.
* 16+*
We made love all night and i couldn't help but squirm under him because i have blonde hair, blue eyes, and skin white as snow. I am also 4'6.
the universe had orchestrated a foul play to ensure that i find that gif. it was written in my stars.
Verda's Shadow Clones Know Her Too Well.
Verda never meant to make them that accurate. The original idea was simple - duplication for speed, for testing, for survival. Split herself into manageable pieces, let them handle what she couldn’t. Train smarter, not harder. But somewhere along the line, the clones stopped being just limbs and echoes. They became mirrors.
Every time she splits off a piece of herself, it remembers. Not just the footwork, not just the angle of a strike or the flow of energy. It remembers her. Where she was when she made it. What she was feeling. What she was afraid of. And when it dissipates, she gets that memory back - unfiltered, unspun. All the hesitation she buried, all the friction she tried to ignore, comes back with it.
She doesn’t talk about that part. Most people see shadow clones as tools - disposable, efficient. To Verda, they’re extensions of her own internal struggle. Every time she summons one, it’s like opening a door and letting her worst impulses run drills. And sure, they fight well. They hit hard. But when they glitch? When they hesitate? She knows it’s not a bug. It’s her.
There’s a reason she doesn’t flood the field with them unless she has to. One or two, sure - manageable, tactical. But a full formation? That’s a battlefield full of herself at different stages of fear, of guilt, of fury. And they’re coordinated, yes. But they remember. Sometimes they act before she does. Sometimes they flinch when she wouldn’t. They carry too much of her and not enough distance.
It’s efficient. It’s brutal. And it’s exhausting.
Training with them got harder after Devil Trigger. The more power she unlocked, the more raw the feedback became. The clones don’t just mimic her stance anymore. They leak with the same rage, the same pressure, the same overclocked heartbeat she learned to suppress. And when they dissolve? It leaves her shaking, not from damage, but from everything they dredged up.
And still, she keeps using them. Because that’s who she is - someone who doesn’t run from the parts of herself that hurt. Someone who doesn’t trust herself to improve without seeing every flaw, every misstep. She doesn’t just use the clones to fight. She uses them to understand.
But make no mistake. They’re dangerous. Not just to others, but to her. Because they never lie. They never spare her. They reflect the parts of her that aren’t healed yet, the instincts she hasn’t mastered, the pain that still makes her slow. And she keeps summoning them anyway.
Because if she doesn’t face them? She stops growing. And that’s not an option. Not for someone like her
Werewolf Laura facts!
Silver in this setting is a metal that represents the moon while Gold represents the sun! (I got the idea from a few stories involving were creatures!) That’s why Silver makes Lauras skin crawl, it makes her more susceptible to change, like how she can more easily change at night! The sun grounds her more in her human form but it will never stop her from changing if shes in danger/full moon, like how silver wont make her change fully but makes her more easily susceptible to it!
This is also why Silver can hurt/kill Laura, because it has moon properties, while something like a normal knife wound would heal, a silver one isn’t exactly acting like a weakness but more like, fighting fire with fire and would heal much slower.
Wounds from a Gold weapon might be able to force her out of shifting? At the very least it agitates her werewolf form and will maybe either get her to retreat, or make her mega pissed off
BEHAVIOR WISE!
Behaviorally you could expect what comes of a normal wolf/werewolf, to circle its territory and be like an animal. The only difference is that on a very subconscious level Beverage has some semblance of control. It doesn’t follow what she knows is good or bad, but what she wants. The main reason her werewolf form would leave its territory would be if she wanted to leave no matter what. Like if she wanted revenge on someone it might hunt them down. Or if she had isolated herself so long from anyone who could understand her and she was lonely it might go looking for something similar to itself. At the very least it knows not to go near any cities or towns(sometimes) but houses int he wild aren’t to safe. And she might see humans as some sort of prey if they run and kick in her instincts, though maybe on good nights she can stop it. But if someone where to attack her survival and fear is the most basic emotions.
At least you’d know your safe if she really really loves/cares about you, their may even be a gentleness if you ran into her in her werewolf form and you were someone she cared for. Or if she knew you where near by she might protect you or stalk you. But she also has the idea from her whole life that people are intimidated by her, her werewolf form feels that same way and knows not to scare off people she trusts (probably one reason her childhood friend has never known no matter how close they are/living in the city too)
Power and the night
In ranking, shes definitely most powerful on the full moon, on normal nights shes of average power, and in the daytime slightly weaker
Depending on how many times shes changed in a month her werewolf form can be more restless during the full moon, its a kind of release if she keeps the cork on to long pressure builds up. Especially on extremely stressful months.
Fun fact! Thanks for reading!
She has definitely been locked in the trunk of a car and shifted before, while not completely the source of her claustrophobia it definitely didn’t help!
tagged by @angrypoofcat tagging @ironleaf @mally-the-gladiator and @vassilian (if you all want no worries if not) Bold all that apply I am 5'7 or taller | I wear glasses | I have at least one tattoo | I have at least one piercing | I have blonde hair | My abs are somewhat defined | I have or have had braces | I love meeting new people | People tell me I’m funny | Helping people with their problems is a big priority to me | I enjoy physical challenges | I enjoy mental challenges | I’m playfully rude to people I know well | I started to say something ironically, now I can’t stop saying it | There is something I would change about my personality | I can play an instrument | I can sing well | I can do 30 push ups without stopping | I’m a fast runner | I can draw well | I have a good memory | I’m good at doing maths in my head | I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute | I have beaten at least two people in an arm wrestle | I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch | I can throw a punch | I enjoy sports | I have learned a new song in the past week | I’ve gone running at least one week in the summer | I work out at least once a week | I have drawn something in the last month | I enjoy writing | I have done martial arts | I have had my first kiss | I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting | I have had alcohol | I have scored a winning goal in sports | I have been to an overnight event | I have been in a taxi | I have been in hospital/er in the past year | I have beaten a video game in one day | I have visited another country | I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts| I have at least one person I consider a best friend
-I need to rant sorry
I’m sick since Monday, I have terrible headaches, feel week, cold and hot and the same time and often felt queasy. I wanted to go to school, today I went to bed around 21:30 and couldn sleep until 24:00 were I fell into a half sleep wiht weird dreams, I woke up a lot but was really awak again at 4 a clock in the morning. I waited for my mother to get up two hours, she said I could stay home but I needed to set my alarm fro 8 to help my grandma put King in a transportbox so she could bring him to the vet I rested until 8 but she didn’t came first, I told myself I could rest a bit more when she suddenly stomred into our flat and asked me while I’m not in school. I told her why, she disappeared again because the vet was still closed, I tried to rest again and fell half asleep when she came again. I helped her put King in to the transport box and stayed awak after she was gone because it was worth it to go to bed again. When she came back around 09:45 did I help her to feed King with some food from the vet that should help him get better, she mentioned that I should maybe do the dishes to help my mom when I was at home doing nothing all the day. I made a note in my head and told myself that I would it in the afternoon when I feel better
Yeah, I had my peace until 11 when she came again to look if King was doing okay. She started to clean up something in the kitchen and got mad at me for not doing the dishes. I tried to tell her super exhausted that I would do it and that she should please leave know and that I would take care of what she was cleaning up, she didn’t I tried to tell it her again and again but she did it herself and left
I’m tired of this I had maybe 3 hours of sleep, my head hurst horrible and I’m super exhausted. I will do the dishes when I rested enough. I’m just tired of her desperetly trying to help me and my mom when we already told her that we would do the houshodl ourselves, but she doesn’t listen. I’m tired of her telling me I would be lazy, I try to do my best but I’m deperessed I already feel horrible and it’s not like I’m doing nothing. I have to work hard every day to get better at drawing if I ever wanna study art and animation do I need to get better. They sometimes take only 10% of the whole course and I just feel so bad. I’m already stressed enough with worrying about my friends, king my mother I just need to do everythign slow and when I can concentrat enough but she doesn’t get it and I feel bad because she’ s probably nto trying to be mean she jsut wants to help but she#s nto helping this way and I had to get loud again and I was probably super rude even thou I didn’t want to be but I’m just so done with everythign