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❝ Is it true ??? The rumors, I mean, about your gender ??? ❞
Hope filled his voice & there was a feeling in the pit of his stomach as fingers grip at the end of his uniform. There was a dance of a smile on his face as starstruck awe takes hold of his veins & pride swells in his chest at the thought of someone like him.
( ♥ // @mightyfrail )
( closed starter for @mightyfrail )
“ ... yagi, you said? ” there’s no way it’s actually him, right? actually -- wait, there’s no way it isn’t. that hair, that... god-awful, blinding smile. did yagi senpai, third year at the time of shouta’s first at yuuei, turn into all might? the expression on his face is comically unlike aizawa, mouth slightly agape and pupils shrunken. “ ... forgive me, but toshinori wouldn’t happen to be your first name, would it... ?”
it has come to my attention that one of our greatest heroes is a furry. all might,,, u have disappointed me.
mightyfrail replied to your post: ANYWAY!!! if yall know…n e won who i could...
i can give u all my icons from when i rped her if u want, i believe my pharah blog still has all the artists listed in the rules so u’d have all the sources
i miss my wife :///
to those i follow that have also fallen at their hands tonight and have spoken out against the horrors of kiriblob
@mightyfrail.
eri had been so isolated during her stay in the underground, she simply didn’t understand the awe of the man before her. izuku had chattered endlessly about the former number one hero -- all might. maybe her upbringing had caused her to not care so much about heroes ( her father said they were nothing, but a sickness. )
gold eyes nervously darted up from beneath her mess of opalescent strands, hesitating in her coloring as she tried to cast glances up that he wouldn’t notice. it was hard, considering it was just the two of them in the lounge. he was her caretaker for the day, which she didn’t mind -- she just didn’t really know him as a person. she had only heard the gushing praise from everyone else.
mightyfrail replied to your post :it’s funny though , that it’s just your clique...
bitch even if i wasn’t ettas friend i’d be supporting them. it doesn’t matter who does it whitewashing is racist and bad. and like, etta fucking wasn’t pushed to send an ask. etta didn’t drag us into this. we’re here because we AGREE with them bc we share similar values so fucking miss me with this bullshit.
@mightyfrail
This song and dance was one she'd been forced to learn the steps of at a very young age. When the whole world wanted you dead, it took every ounce of skill you had and then some to survive. Thus, when the Historian came to Japan searching for remnants of her people's work that had been scattered about the globe, it was to be expected that the authorities would catch wind of her arrival and start a nation wide man hunt.
'Devil Child' She was called; And perhaps that could be considered her villain name, though she never claimed to be such.But then again, when everyone believes your very existence is a sin, one can hardly convince them of something they believe so fervently.
To escape them would be easy, she'd done so many times before, and as she slipped through alleyways and backstreets as they gave chase, she figured she wouldn't even have to use her ability to get away when they couldn't even come close enough to touch her.
The one thing she didn't expect, however, was a Hero joining the hunt.
As she turned a corner, the Devil Child known as Nico Robin would pause a moment to catch her breath, leaning back against the wall as she considered her next move, chest rising and falling steadily.
She had to stay in this country until she was sure not a trace of Oharan research was to be found, and until then she'd certainly need a place to stay. . . Perhaps there was a run down district somewhere where she could take residence for the time being until she could move on.And as her mind turned with plans and ideas, Robin reached up to run a hand through raven hair tiredly, listening and searching for the sound of her pursuers coming closer before she had to set off again. What a pain. . .
But it would all be worth it once she found what she was looking for.
