#symboliic

[djlechat]

[ultraqrk-a]

   & @symboliic​ spoke :  (time to answer for your crimes afo) 12. Name one person you’d protect even if it meant sacrificing yourself.

      ‘ nobody ‘ ,  is the first answer that comes to mind .  there was nobody that he would die for to protect ,  truth be told .  don’t get him wrong ,  he cares for tomura for example . . .  but die for him ?  not a option -  not when he has worked so hard to get where now stands .  “  here’s the difference between the two of us ,  toshinori .  “  the man starts ,  smiling .  “  if i want to protect someone ,  i will .  unlike you heroes . . .  who promise to save everyone -  but we both know that that is not true .  “

      “  you’re the perfect example of someone who promised too much & now look at yourself !  look at how that got you to become !  “

[0first0holder0-moved]

    “It is fine now. Why?

                                           Because I am here!”

    “But don’t worry.

                                     You are not alone.”

Graphics: @caresources​

[truexman]

@symboliic​ 

“Boo--” He’s snuck up behind the other man, poking him in the back gently. It’s not often he gets the one up on his friend so he’s taking the opportunity to be a goof.

[keshimasu]

@symboliic finally gave in and sent  💉💉

He’s made it a point to be a pain in the ass.  Not more than he’s worth unfortunately, but enough to make Chisaki’s life harder than it needs to be.  Existing in darkness with limited mobility has made it difficult, but he can still succeed in headbutting people.  And almost escaping one time by feigning sleep which got him bound at all times.  The headbutting, combined with a page taken out of Mic’s book with some very loud and annoying singing, had gotten him some sort of sedative whenever he wasn’t unconscious by other means like blood loss.   It’s the noise that starts to rouse him.  Loud noises that are so out of place with the normal quiet of the building.  Crashes, yelling, heat like he’s standing too close to a fire.  Voices that he can’t make out speaking all too close to him.  Everything sounds like it’s underwater.  There’s someone he thinks touching him on the shoulder and he’s slow to cringe back against the chair, holding breath involuntarily.  The sudden light is absolutely blinding, blurring everything with tears making his instinct to flare quirk to life useless.  Black still shades the corners of his vision, competing with the spots and making him wonder if he’s about to go down again.  Or he might just be hallucinating.  He remembers hearing that dehydration and being sleep deprived can cause hallucinations.  But he has no way to check, no way to reach out to see.  His hands look to be free, but he can’t move them.  Everything is too heavy to move.  Can hallucinations lie?  “Tell...tell me something only you’d know.”

[quirkdysfunction]

@symboliic​ said; ‘it’s okay. i couldn’t sleep anyway.’

Blinking owlishly in the soft light coming from his mentor’s room, there’s a small sniff as Izuku entered fully, letting the door shut behind him with a soft click. There was a couple of seconds of shuffling as he steps into the light the lamp gave off, ensuring his hands were illuminated so he was able to ‘speak’.

I’m sorry, All Might. I had a bad dream. His explanation was quiet, head downcast as if hiding his face. For good reason, the remnants of tears all too obvious. It was the training camp all over again, except...everyone got....a-and you were there, too. I couldn’t do anything, I...

Shaking his head, gulping a little, he stares upwards and met his mentors eyes. Would it be okay if I stayed here for a bit? I just...I couldn’t exactly check everyone’s room, so I just came here. You can go back to sleep...! I just...I can’t sleep again after that and I don’t want to be on my own.

[radiioman]

{ @symboliic said: “ come on , take a deep breath . it’s gonna be alright . ” 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 / 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 }

Hizashi had been breaking out into cold sweats and panic attacks as of late and today was no different. He trembled as he fell to his knees, hands on the ground to support him as his body shook. His hair was down and covering the left side of his face to hide the scars that haunted him. He gasped for air and it wouldn’t fill his lungs. The tinnitus in his ears was ringing at full blast like annoying bells that wouldn’t stop ringing and Hizashi felt like he was...

Drowning.

The more he gasped for air, the more he felt like he was going to lose consciousness. He tried to speak but his words would not escape. Everything was so fresh. Everything was so new. His failure was blasted everywhere—everyone knew. Present Mic let out a psychopath. He couldn’t show his face at U.A right now. His license was revoked, and his air time on the radio was hanging by a small string.

He tensed for a moment as he hear the familiar voice of a friend and colleague, green eyes looking up slowly to meet with blue. Another wave of negative emotions washed over him. He didn’t need more judgement. He was afraid he was going to get more judgement...and he didn’t need any judgment from Toshinori.

Though his words were oddly soothing, the Voice Hero couldn’t...believe them. Alright...? Alright!? How could he be so...positive.

“I’m sorry, man...I’m sorry...”

He choked, digging his fingertips into the ground as he hung his head, struggling to breathe.

[heroichaos-archived]

Of course he was watching the press conference, why wouldn’t he? As soon as he heard that All Might was going to be holding a conference, the blonde had immediately demanded that anyone who wasn’t going to watch it stay away from the tv so that he and the others that would could see it.

He was pretty much buzzing with confused nerves as he sat in front of the tv, eyes glued to the timer counting down to the conference in the corner of the screen, and his breath hitches when it hits zero. He immediately looks at his teacher, his hero, when he pops up onto the screen and is silent, eyes never leaving his person. As each word leaves All Might’s mouth, Katsuki gets closer and closer to the screen, brows furrowed silently as he waits, waits to see what happens, waits to see why All Might was holding a conference after all this time.

Was this about Kamino? Was it about what had happened on that fateful day? A part of him feared he was going to confirm the dark thoughts that swirled in his mind on the daily, say that this was his fault, but logically he knew the retired hero would never do that.

Still, his nerves buzz and don’t stop buzzing as All Might speaks.

Then he says this is a personal matter and he’s only even more confused. He says it’s not about Kamino and he doesn’t understand. What else could it be about, nothing has happened since that day, and yet...

And then he explains.

“ “today marks the beginning of transgender awareness week. and for the first time, i stand before you to tell the world that i, all might, am trans.” ” 

He feels his breathing stop for a brief moment, the shock of the statement hitting him like a train. He..He was trans. All Might, his hero, his mentor, the man he’s been looking up to since he was five years old, was trans.

A laugh bubbles from his chest, brief for a moment before it breaks out into a loud, thrilled sound. He hears people all over campus erupt into noise, but he doesn’t care. Never has he felt more seen in his life, more welcomed. Every fiber of his being was buzzing with excitement now and he raised a hand to his cheek, feeling the tears running down his face and not caring. He didn’t care if the others saw him cry because he was thrilled. 

Bolting out of the Class A dorms, he uses his quirk to propel himself into the air, seeing other students out on campus speaking about All Might’s coming out, and he yells.

“ IF A SINGLE ONE OF YOU FUCKERS HAVE AN ISSUE WITH ALL MIGHT BEING TRANS, I’LL EXPLODE YOUR ASS TO KINGDOM COME! ” His grin is near manic as eyes move to him and he laughs, his hands warm from his explosions. 

“ I’M TRANS AND I STAND WITH ALL MIGHT. ”

@symboliic​