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Person behind the mask! I'D TAKE YOU OUT TO EAT!
Send 'Person behind the mask' if you'd want to meet the mun in real life.
I'd be a nervous wreck but it'd be a blast. Food makes things better! Ngl, I once imagined how it'd be to meet you and Mina once. >///<
@mightiboy
📗 "I see this isn't your first perfect score either, brother!"
@mightiboy asked:
"Kacchan! Do you think All Might likes pineapple on pizza? I feel like he might."
....The fuck?? Pineapple on pizza? The fuck kind of bullshit -- he could feel his eye twitch slightly.
"What in the fuck, nerd? Why the hell would anyone like pineapple on pizza? That's fucking disgusting." He gave a huff but he did actually consider it for a moment. "Fuckin' doubt it. probably thinks it's gross."
@mightiboy | Has Followed!
Rima glanced down at the file on her desk, then up to the kid walking through the office.
"Excuse me, are you Deku?" She asks, hopefully she wasn't wrong. The only thing the folder had was Deku, and she over heard his hero name a few times.
[ death ] (angst you asked)
꒰ non-verbal angst prompts ┆ accepting ꒱ [ death ] sender just died, receiver finds out
izuku's continued work as a hero despite the loss of one for all has always left katsuki with mixed feelings. on one hand, it's what he realized he always wanted. katsuki wanted to work alongside the other as pro-heroes. it was always both of their dreams, and while the path was rocky for katsuki to come to this realization, once he realized it, he never wanted to let it go. it's why he was so devastated hearing that izuku lost one for all, clinging only to the embers like all might had. katsuki even told him as much.
forever like this…
katsuki was so certain, his mind so made up of what their future would be like that he could only weep from the apparent loss of that future and izuku's own dream. izuku assured him, however, that he could use those embers to keep going still. katsuki was glad about that. it lasted a lot longer than anyone could've possibly expected. at times, katsuki even forgot that izuku had even lost one for all in the first place. still, he remained worried at the same time, because what would come to pass if izuku was out fighting a strong villain with his embers finally burned out? they usually worked together, but sometimes hero duties had their agency spread thin. knowing how self-sacrificing izuku was…
❝ dynamight? it's deku — izuku — he's… ❞ ochako said, but she didn't even need to finish her sentence. katsuki knew immediately from her frantic tone and and the sobs interrupting her speech of exactly what happened. immediately, he felt his heart drop into his stomach. he was weirdly numb. denial, he wrote it off as. it wasn't real until he saw izuku. until then, his best friend, his partner, was still alive and kicking and saving everyone with a smile as he always did. he's too fucking young, dammit. there was still so much katsuki needed to tell him. so much more they had to do.
for the rest of our lives…
the rest of the world is a dull blur, seeming to move in slow motion while katsuki rushes to the hospital. his hands hurt from how fast the explosions are crackling out of them, trying to move him faster. slowly, his composure is steadily slipping away from him. all sorts of memories, those that came to pass and those he wanted to make, flash in his mind like some tragic film. he startles uraraka, shouto, and tenya from how loudly he bursts into the room. if all three leave the room or not, he doesn't recall. his gaze is zeroed in on izuku.
❝ izuku? ❞ he asks, eyes wide and instantly filling with tears. perhaps in the past he would've reacted with frustrated anger, but katsuki's far beyond that. the pain he feels stabs at his heart. it hurts far worse than the time he died. “izuku,” he repeats, grabbing the others hand and squeezing it. izuku makes no sort of move. he can see the wound and profuse blood staining the other's green uniform. his hand still feels warm, but there's no color in his cheeks. it's not some sick joke. izuku's really gone.
❝ this isn't funny, you stupid fucking nerd! wake the hell up, ❞ katsuki bellows, and he tries to sound angry, but he sounds more sad than anything. he can't cover up the pain in his voice at all. he is angry, but more at himself for not appreciating and treating izuku better. he doesn't think a lifetime of apologies could ever make up for what he'd done. he never even deserved izuku's forgiveness or friendship, he knows that, and still he took it for granted. now look at izuku. his partner.
what about the plans we made?
❝ please… ❞ it's said so softly, pleading. begging. katsuki can hardly even see.
mightiboy asked: “ Hey, Uraraka-san. I know it’s really late, but… I-I didn’t know who else to call. “
ochako's nearly home when her phone rings in her pocket. it's a bit of a surprise as she worked a later patrol than usual, and she doubted her parents were up at this time of night. there were only a few other people it could be, and she smiles a bit when she sees deku's name. her smile is short-lived, though, as she realizes it has to at least be troubling for him to call at this time.
❝ deku-kun? is everything alright? ❞ she stops in her tracks, her tone loaded with concern for her friend. whatever it is, she'll be there for him, the way she knew he would be for her.
❝ it's fine! i'm glad you called me. did... something happen? ❞ she's an optimist, yes, but she knows she needs to brace herself for the worst, too.
Wrong number!
Send “Wrong number!” for my muse to send yours a random text meant for someone else! (accepting)
[ ✉︎ ] I had a dream Izumi was getting married.
[ ✉︎ ] To some...angry blond lady who threw a fit over there being too much sugar in the wedding cake.
[ ✉︎ ] I don't know, mom, it felt real. Almost like some sort of warning.
@mightiboy
To say Shouto was growing annoyed with his new 'knight' would be a grave understatement. Oh, he'd known the other-Iida-would be a thorn in his side, and a rather obnoxious one at that. He'd anticipated having him breathing down his neck, following him around every waking moment, but he hadn’t anticipated the other continuing to act so… earnest. So enthusiastic about the ‘honor’ he’d been given.
It was…. Strange. Not to mention irritating when the prince wanted little more than to be left to his own devices. Or sleep past sunrise. The only saving grace was the fact that, by some miracle, the knight didn’t realize he wasn’t supposed to be an errand boy.
Honestly, that was one thing Shouto hadn’t anticipated, but one he was far from complaining about considering it, apparently, meant he could actually escape his ‘ devoted personal guard’ without having to freeze him in place on a semi-regular basis.
Today he’d opted to give the other a task that would-hopefully-keep him occupied for at least a couple of days. It had required a bit of research on the prince’s part, but nothing too intense. He’d just needed to find a reason to send the knight a ways away and a rare flower currently in bloom a few days trek away had seemed an ideal distraction. The knight had seemed almost too eager to go and retrieve the 'gift' he'd requested for his bride-to-be, thus, it had taken little effort to slip away.
He was roughly an hour from the palace, making his way towards a well-shaded spot by the lake-one of his favorite 'hiding places'-when a sudden splash drew his attention, bi-colored eyes immediately going towards the odd sound just in time to notice a mass of black tendrils thrashing near the water's edge.
