#sparkwave

[welcome-home-official]

Late night thing of Sparkwave and Cinnabar Jack.

Sparkwave likes to chat Cinnabar Jack's ears off, and Cinnabar Jack is too tired to really care either ways as long as he's not expected to participate in the conversation. It's not that he doesn't like talking with Sparkwave, some days he doesn't really have the mind for it.

[vsagis]

@sparkwave ♥’d for a starter for Kirishima ( @brightredriot ) with canon Izuku!

Focused eyes rest on his friend's stature as Izuku sits by his side, the cogs in his brain clearly going over a question he wants to ask. It's simple, but it doesn't equate easiness in finding the right words— if anything, it only makes forming it more troublesome.

"Hey, Kirishima," he begins eventually, hands clasped together in his lap. If he doesn't say anything, he might as well keep his mouth shut for the rest of the day, and that's not an outcome the young hero is wishing for here. "Do you... have a moment? To talk?" Probably, seeing how they're both just killing time in the common room, but it feels natural to ask that first.

[hitokoriryu]

@sparkwave

His sister said he should get along with other people. Shoto thought he got along great with others. Apparently not. Last night, dinner consisted of Shoto staring wide eyed at his sister as she lectured him on good and valuable relationships.

“So, that’s why I thought we could hang out. Here, I even brought a gift.” He mentioned before reaching into his bag to pull out a few pieces of candy to give to the other as he just finished explaining his predicament about valuable relationships.

[theextractorextraordinaire]

Starter called for @sparkwave

“I forget how much energy you guys have . . .” Jogo mused moreso to himself than anything else as he watched the students whose class he was currently taking. It was something that Aizawa surely could have done himself, but given that it was a proper introduction into how the agencies worked on a smaller level against the bigger ones, he was more fit for it.

“Alright, alright, I know it can be both confusing and straight forward. The best thing to remember when dealing with the larger agencies is that they can and will make or break your career. If you have the means to get into one, that’s great, but the smaller ones are the ones who are more likely to have your back if something goes wrong.” He explained, pulling up an image of an accident site.

“Here we have a lot of fire damage, and then the water damage from the team after. Who thinks they can tell me which damage an agency is going to be liable for when it comes to the insurance claims?”

[explosiongoddynamight]

[ NOSE ] sender gives receiver the lightest "boop" on the nose (either Denki or Kirishima, your pick)

Unspoken fluff starters | ACCEPTING | @sparkwave

Why was that idiot staring at him? With his shitty hair and toothy grin? Was he mocking him? Either way, Katsuki took it as a challenge. After a few moments, he finally spoke up. “What are y-“ There was a soft boop to his nose as the redhead poked his nose. Red eyes wide before his face turned into a disgusted scowl to hide the way his ears turned a slight pink. “Dumbass.” He smacked the idiot’s hand away from him for good measure.

[vsagis]

Kill Uraraka (nuravity) or Hisachi (paterprouno) ?

WHO WOULD MY MUSE RATHER KILL?

“Oh, that’s an easy one, my father. You can’t miss something you never really had~!”

[explosiongoddynamight]

🙊 ― a memory you don’t ever talk about

Walk down memory lane | ACCEPTING | @sparkwave

Before he could stop himself, hands curled into fists, clenching in anger and hurt. His fist connected with the green boy’s cheek. Like he wouldn’t notice the way Izuku’s finger broke when he threw that ball in that stupid trial class. “What the hell was that, Izuku?! You’ve been playing with me this whole time?!”

The blond’s teeth clenched angrily as he stared down at the shorter boy. Red eyes bore into the boy almost predatorily. “You had a damn quirk this entire time?! What, you thought you could take pity on me?!” They hadn’t spent so much time together right before the entrance exam. Izuku kept brushing him off and Izuku wouldn’t tell him why despite Katsuki’s insistence. 

“Looking down on me… Dammit, you… you… DAMMIT, DEKU!” He had avoided that stupid nickname. But now? Fuck him. Fuck that damn little nerd. How dare he lie to him. How dare he pity him. Katsuki didn’t need fucking pity. “I don’t need you or your fucking pity. Just leave me the hell alone!”

[explosiongoddynamight]

🧠 ― a memory that had a big impact on you.

Walk down memory lane | ACCEPTING | @sparkwave

He couldn’t breathe, the swirls of slime engulfed his vision, hands reaching out clawing at the villain. He could scratch it, but it didn’t do anything. No blood, no screams, and it was filling his lungs. His world faded to black.

Then there were screams. He jolted awake and suddenly there were faces. Why isn’t anyone doing anything?! He thought desperately, trying to break free despite the tightness and pain in his chest. Any gasps for breath were short lived able to get his mouth and nose free for a few precious seconds before the slime overwhelmed him once again. He was scared. He might die.

And then he heard it. That nickname. What a… childish thing… he glanced up breathing difficult, and that’s when he saw a mop of green hair. Quirkless Izuku who had never taken the first step toward anything ever was the only one doing anything, and he proudly mentally mused he knew the nerd had it in him. For all his own harshness, he didn’t want to leave the idiot behind. But Katsuki couldn’t fight his battles forever if he wanted to be a hero. Him throwing the yellow backpack was enough just as he was blacking out again.

The idiot was crying as he tried to break him free while everyone was speechless before- suddenly the slime was blown away, literally. Katsuki fell to his knees, choked, gagged, coughed, anything to return the air to his lungs. He was shaking and the nerd was at his side instantly and for once Katsuki let him comfort harshly wiping at his tears because there’s no way he’d let Izuku see him weak again.

As he was being checked on and Izuku got the lecture of a lifetime, he couldn’t help but smile a bit. Guess he really didn’t need him looking after him after all…