#throughmist

[hero-automata]

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     “Yea, but I’m still kind of curious. Have you heard of this person named Rafael? I learned that he has an organ that makes his tentacles come out. I’m curious to know if you have something similar of sorts?” Maybe she is asking too much, but when she wants information she doesn’t tend to let it go easily, unless she sees it really bothers the other person.  She felt it necessary to record as much information she can in her archives, refer back to it when she can!

[fireflythief]

@throughmist liked for a BNHA verse starter!

“So...You can turn into smoke, right? ...How the hell does it feel when it happens? Does it feel...weird?” It wasn’t like her to initiate conversation, but this guy’s quirk really made her wonder.

[hypocritehero]

@throughmist continued from [x]

Osamu eyes widened a bit at Izuku’s reaction, at first thinking that Izuku was going to straight out refuse the gift. But he eventually smiled as pulled the book out of the bag. It was a book that detailed the lives and troubles of some of the first heroes in Japan.  It was meant to be a university textbook and as such was expensive usually. But Osamu had quickly remembered that his sister had studied that exact book in her last year. She had given it to Osamu right away when he said he wanted to gift it to a friend, she had no use for it anymore and was just taking up room in her apartment.

He placed the book in Izuku’s outstretched hand.

“ It’s uh, not a new version and there’s a writing and highlighting in it from the previous owner. But totally readable still ” He confessed, hoping that Izuku wasn’t offended by the book’s condition.

Honestly, hearing that the gift is secondhand eliminates at least ninety percent of Izuku’s anxiety. Not that he appreciates the gesture any less, but it’s definitely less stressful somehow. He feels his hand dip beneath the weight of the... book? It has to be a book, considering Osamu just said ‘readable.’ Must be a pretty hefty one, too-

He peeks between his fingers and lets out a shrill gasp of delight at the sight of the iconic cover.

“Chaos And Order!? This is one of the most comprehensive Heroics History textbooks on the market! It covers everything from the first Quirk riots to the bartering for the current Hero commission pay system! Aaah, thank you, thank you, thank you!”

Probably no one else would be this psyched to receive a university book, but Izuku can’t be bothered to feel self-conscious about that right now. He’s too busy cracking it open right then and there, quickly flipping through the pages just to savor the feeling of holding the actual book in his hands. He definitely notices the aforementioned writing and highlights, but depending on the quality of the note-taking, that could be a boon more than a downside.

He squints at the cramped writing down the margin of the page, then compares it to the paragraph beside. It seems to contain additional insights on the topic combining multiple concepts, including page numbers directing the owner to the related chapters for quick reference.

“...Wow, these are really comprehensive,” Izuku comments admiringly after a moment, tracing his finger carefully over the ink. “Who did you get this from? I’d love to ask them about some of their thoughts on this stuff...”

[le1000000]

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"Oh! You're stuck? I thought you had a pretty good handle on it!" Oof, that came out harsher than he had intended. But he could make up for it by helping out right?

"Okay. So I have an idea for how to get you down-but, uh. How much do you mind... Nudity? Because, as I said, I have never climed a fence that high before and I honestly don't think today's a great day to start."

[thndrbrn]

throughmist ⚡’d for a starter !

         "so what kind of, uh--- work do you wanna do when you get out of ua high?"

[kuronomancer]

💚

Peer into my muse’s memories

💚- A memory that makes them feel guilty

It’s a chilly night. They’re in the balcony, and Chisaki just told him about his plan; golden eyes shining bright, voice going up in sheer excitement over the idea of being able to repay Pops. He talks and talks, words and dreams filling the air surrouding him. Hari isn’t sure if he finds that beautiful - hope looks good on him - or horrifying - he shouldn’t want to go along with such a plan, oh no.

But he knows Kai, enough to understand that he wants a response to break the silence that settled in once the explanation is over.

“She’s a child,” Hari says, voice wavering with doubt; still, he looks at Chisaki’s face, gaze meeting with his for what feels like an eternity. He sees hope in Kai’s golden irises, but there’s fire too, the kind of concentration found in predators before striking upon their prey.

Hari isn’t Kai’s prey, however.

“I know,” Chisaki’s voice is deep, but he’s not angry - at least not at him. It’s like being a lone bird flying above the ocean as a storm is brewing, standing in the rain while dark grey clouds are rumbling with thunder. “We were children too.”

Kai doesn’t need to say another word. Hari knows, understands, remembers - they don’t have to repeat it out loud, don’t need to release their demons. They’re siblings born of pain, raised by survival instinct, birds that wear matching scars under their feathers.

Hari nods in silence when he knows that he should have said something else instead. 

Words are useless now.

[le1000000]

🏠

🏠 - What does their living space look like?

There’s a couple of ‘living spaces’ for Mirio! I’ll go through all three briefly.

U.A. dorm: I indulge myself with (shipping or no!!) having Mirio’s room be adjacent to Tamaki’s, so there’s a wall that always has some discarded shoes and clothes from Mirio phasing through to have a chat. It’s sort of permanently half-messy in part because of that. He’s also just sort of absent-minded on the whole ‘tidy’ front. Otherwise it’s a little more simple of a space than one might anticipate. There’s some posters up, a calendar he needs to change from last month. A very, very cluttered desk with a lot of half-done studying and pictures of his parents from when he was young. Other than the will pile, most of the clutter is paper, books, and shoes. Actual clothes usually make it back to the closet!Dad’s house: Significantly cleaner but not perfect. His room at home is still flavored a bit more like that of a younger person. When he’s there (breaks, etc) he keeps plants on his window sill! His consoles are there, too. He kind of loves that retro stuff! It shows, his games are all pretty old and the comics on the entertainment center shelf are older, too. He’s got sleeping bags beside his bed permanently-just in case. There’s a few sticky glow-in-the-dark stars still up in his closet from when he was very young.Mom’s house: He’s not here as often, especially since the dorms came into play. She’s where he gets his clutter, that shows, too. A lot of his things are centered around his window in this room-he’s got one of those cool outset windows you can sit on the ledge for comfortably. The window overlooks farmland and he loves it-his laptop is tucked under some blankets there. His bed is wider in this house than the one in Japan but there’s an impression from his preferred side. There’s a lot of scrapbooks here, too. It’s a hobby of his mother’s and whenever he’s there he’s all for making new ones. But this one is less lived-in and it shows.

[xcrematedx]

26. What are they most passionate about? what could they debate about for hours?

Right now, as far as causes go they’re most passionate about rooting out the flaws of hero society, and how to trace them back to their roots so they can be eradicated and something better can take its place.

As far as individual interests, they’re very passionate about arts and music, particularly classical music. It’s their longest-running special interest and they can discuss the finer points of obscure composers for as long as you’d let them (but don’t get your hopes up for me rping that because i don’t know dick about shit in that area). honorable mentions include linguistic theory, pre-quirk era science fiction and fantasy, and entymology