Apr 8, 2021
Little boy.....
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Little boy.....
@handofsmite Sent ‘regress’ to meet my muse as a child.
He didn’t like this. He didn’t like this at all. He didn’t like having to spend money on clothing that would only fit him for a short time. He didn’t like that he was in the body of a sixteen year old again, either. And he didn’t like not knowing how long he was going to be STUCK like this.
Hands were shoved in his pockets, nose wrinkled as he tried to make sense of all of this, walking down the street idly, music blaring in his ears. He remembered fighting someone and then waking up like this...Maybe the villain was the one that caused this?
A sigh left the blonde as his spiralled greens looked at his feet, not paying attention as he bumped into someone.
“Yo, watch i--”
he paused when he saw who it was and immediately shut his trap, taking a few steps back. Shit. It’s time to get out of here--
@sho-aizawa Sent ‘regress’ to meet my muse as a child.
There was a soft grunt that escaped the blond as he rolled out of bed, a groan leaving him as he stretched his arms over his head and yawned. Spiralled greens squinted, looking around as he reached out to grab his asses, putting them on so he could see.
He had a long night, doing some hero work but he had gotten home safe. He thought he had gotten hit by some sort of quirk but he didn’t feel any of the repercussions. Not until today, anyway, but he didn’t notice. The blonde quickly got dressed, blonde brows raising. Why did his clothes feel so...loose? Why did everything seem so big? Whatever. He just tightened his belt a bit before leaving his bedroom when he heard the door to his apartment open. Shouta always had a key--so he probably just let himself in.
A grin was spread on his face. He noticed his head felt lighter....But he didn’t seem to notice that his hair was shorter. Or that he was shorter. until he found himself looking up at the dark haired man. Now he just looked confused.
“...Yo, man--Have ya always been taller then me, or am I goin’ crazy?”
“TEN KILLS ON THE BOARD RIGHT NOW, JUST WIPED OUT TOMATO TOWN—“
He’s sitting there and vibing, feet tapping to the music playing in his headphones.
He’s walking by himself, rubbing his arm and muttering to himself. He looks a little rough.
This guy was offering to take him somewhere to hang out—mostly because Hizashi couldn’t get a hold of Oboro and Shouta, and they seemed to just disappear when he was right behind them. He figured it was an accident, or maybe he just didn’t want to believe that his friends truly abandoned him—it was a very big fear of his—Not to mention with certain emotions blooming he felt like a third wheel sometimes. It didn’t help that Hizashi didn’t seem to notice that he had no service due to being in the wrong timeline.
“Shimura, huh…” he mutters when the older man tells him his name. It doesn’t sound familiar—And Hizashi has all the time in the world to hang out and make new friends. He takes a few moments to think about it before nodding and shooting Tomura a wide grin. Did he have no sense of stranger danger? If there was any problems, he figured he could defend himself.
“A’ight, man! Lead the way!”
// @cankerous
"So like, I’m ten thousand percent sure I flunked hella hard and I don’t know what the hell t’do with myself, man.”
// @stcries