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liikescything‌:

IZUKU WAS STRONG IN THE FACE OF VILLAINRY. Especially when it came to people who would hurt children or really, most of the League at this point. With the exception of HIMIKO TOGA. Even now, he found himself staring at her, wide-eyed. She wasn’t like the rest of the League and it had nothing to do with her gender but instead, her demeanor. Even if she appeared shaken by something, she bounced back so quickly that it was almost always jarring. He could hold his own to some degree against the rest but, he was genuinely concerned about people when it came to her. He knew from Aizawa Shouta’s state back when they were on the rescue mission to save Eri that she was clearly skilled, both in physical and emotional manipulations. So now, he took a deep breath and tried to appear calm.

“UH, no. Wait, did you die ?” Unless he had died. He remembered the way things were before he passed out and wound up on a beach. Maybe that had been him dying. Maybe she was onto something. “I – yeah. I mean, I expected some cruel jokes, I guess.” He began to gather everything back up the best he could. “…What are you doing here, Toga?”

she and izuku had definitely started off on an interesting foot, that much she could say. but she also couldn’t entirely say she knew entirely why she was drawn to the green haired boy. oh, there was definitely fascination and adoration there, but she knew there were other reasons behind it. still, she supposed that didn’t matter all too much right now, did it? he was here and so was she, and that left her all the more curious to find out what in the world was going on around here. but the way he responded and look, his own demeanor in that moment.. it was interesting to her. maybe he was on guard, or something like that. he didn’t appear to like her all that much and she wasn’t really blind to it. duh.

but she blinked at him for a moment, “pretty sure. but this place is weird and i remember fighting this crazy bitch. curious, think she called herself that or something but she was like some weird reporter with this army and-- oh yea, i used that cute girl ochako’s quirk and it was real weird. but curious went up and up.. then right back down. she’s definitely dead,” she nodded, but still thought back on her own memories. “i felt like i was dyin’. everything hurt a lot an then i passed out and woke up here! so yea, pretty sure i probably died because why else would i be here? but.. you’re here, and you don’t think you’re dead.” that did make her frown. villanary be damned, she was curious for the moment. “i’ll save you the cruel jokes for now, how bout it?” she laughed, approaching him again. “okay, well that’s rude. but if you have to know then apparently i’m studying to be a nurse. apparently. those memories aren’t mind though. so i’m on my way back home, and i just so happened to spot you, and you know i can’t help but come see you.”

#&. izuku.

liikescything‌:

KYOKA NEARLY DROPPED TOGA WHEN SHE SAW HER FACE. For a split second, she even considered doing it anyway. Or, at least leaving her somewhere to fend for herself, sort of like the stories she’d heard about Toga’s victims. She knew a few that had been harmed by her and yet, the HEROIC side of Kyoka wouldn’t let her. And, having both fake and real memories in her head, she was already conflicted regardless. “Cute girls definitely puke. Even hot girls do. So, it’s okay if you do, just don’t puke ON me.” Her wild hand gestures didn’t help but, Kyoka was only a few blocks away from her apartment. As long as she hid the sharp objects while Toga rested, she might get out of this alive. Plus, she wasn’t sure if it was a good or bad thing that Toga seemed to remember her, “Toga, look, I’m going to take you back to my place since we’re practically there and you can barely see.” She could always ask for help, maybe TODOROKI SHOTO or even their teacher would be willing to come by if Toga became an issue. “I didn’t take you for much of a drinker.” But, that was probably because sometimes, she forgot villains were people, too. Awkwardly, she tried to readjust her grip on Toga to keep her as steady as possible while she fumbled to put her key in her lock. “Why did you get so wasted on your own ? That’s so dangerous. We’re not in Japan anymore, either, that’s….just so thoughtless, Toga.”

kyoka was a familiar face in toga’s memories. sometimes she couldn’t tell if the memories were real or false, but she was sure they lay somewhere in the false category. it didn’t mean there wasn’t a lot to unpack there though, and seeing here there ( if it was really her, she couldn’t entirely make out the girls face right in this moment ), was a lot to handle. it was probably good she was so wasted, honestly. “nope. don’t wanna puke, that’s gross. wouldn’t puke on you either,” toga shook her head, leaning into the female more and dropping her head weakly to stare at the ground as she walked. it was really more like a stumble at this point ; and she did wonder a lot about where her shoes had gotten too. her head lifted once more though, an attempt to sound confident despite the slurring in her words as she shook her head. “s’okay! i can make it back. i can walk,” she giggled weakly. anyone in their right mind would know how bullshit that was though, even her rational side that was pushed back in the drunken haze was aware. “m’not really.. jus’ drink when i wanna. when others are. s’nice to have fun with it, ya know?” she huffed softly, leaning into kyoka once more as she tried to focus in on the door and where she was. “wasn’t on my own. i was with friends n’they left earlier. birthday party.. i think. that’s what we were celebrating.” she giggled softly, “didn’t drink much in japan.. i don’t think.”

#&. kyoka.#so i lost this reply because my laptop shut off so.. i'm not nearly as happy as #i was before with it ahh

awhclenewworld‌:

Loki tended to forget that Midgardians were not used to someone using magic so openly. It came natural for the Asgardian, something learned from their mother for many years before her death. It was the one thing they found peace in, the one thing they excelled at that their brother was not blessed with. When the girl had suddenly appeared at the table after spotting them use their magic. A slight grimace appearing on their lips at the sudden invasion of the peacefulness they had been seeking. “Those are loaded questions to ask a complete stranger.” A small smirk crossed his lips as he held one hand up, wiggling his fingers where a green essence lit up slightly like small sparkles. “I can do many things, magic was imbued into me since I was adopted by my parents. My mother was a kind woman from Asgard who taught me magic from a young age. Where my brother was not talented in such skills, I excel a little too well.” A slight pause as they take a long sip from their drink before extending a hand. “Loki, Loki Laufeyson.”

now.. in some regard it was definitely rude to just invite yourself to someone’s table and sit your ass down at it. but this was toga, and when toga got curious she sorta forgot that shit. it had been a while since she’d seen something new around here, and seeing someone using some sorta power ( she wanted to say it was a quirk, but she’d seen enough around here to realise that word wasn’t gonna cut it here. and they probably wouldn’t have any fucking idea what she was talking about either ) definitely got her that way. “loaded questions are sorta my thing. most of the time. i get curious easily, and i wanna know shit. can’t blame me when i just watched you do that though. it wasn’t subtle.” toga shrugged, smiling a little while her eyes sparkled with interest as the other began to talk. oh she was glad now she’d came over. “that sounds pretty cool. what kinda magic? like.. i mean it’s different than the shit i see, ya know?” it was hard to explain honestly when she could see the difference here in their power compared to what she’d see back in japan. “asgard?” that was an odd name. “so your brother sucks at magic?” she tilts her head a little, but she smiles more brightly then, fangs peaking out gently as she takes their hand. “toga. himiko toga. oh, and i can shapeshift. only fair i talk too, i guess.”

#&. loki.

fidclium‌:

Eric was walking home after work, normally he would’ve been home much earlier but it was just him today, and he just decided to spend the day out on the open water. Blue hues were watching where he was going until he saw someone stumbling as they walked, which caused him to reach out and steady them with a brow raised. “Woah, careful there. You could’ve fallen. Are you alright?” The taller of the two questioned, keeping his hand on her arm just to make sure nothing happens to her. “Do you want any help, or I can call you a cab?”

she jumped at first at the contact, surprised by the unfamiliar voice and it was enough for a moment to make her arm swing out wildly. it was a stupid drunken way to defend herself that normally when she was sober would do wonders but.. there really wasn’t much power when she could barely stand up and all this did was make her stumble a little more. if it wasn’t for the hand on her keeping her up, toga probably would’ve stumbled. “shit-- ah.. who’re you? m’good though! real good.” she nodded, trying to stand up straight again, brush off the fright. couldn’t blame a girl though, could you? “why’d i need help? i can walk. i’m walking, see--”

#&. eric.

lcnelylcves‌:

Rick had spent more than a few night stumbling home drunk, or to the nearest flat certain, more likely. Since meeting Evie, everything had changed. Everything had made sense, devoting all of his attention to the most vibrant and intelligent woman he’d ever met. But he still remembered the trouble he’d gotten into before she started dragging him into supernatural trouble. “Miss?” His smile was easy, with a faint trace of concern underlying it. “You look like you’ve had a good time. Mind if I walk you to wherever you’re going?” He’d feel bad if she got hurt on her own, so he was happy to play the part of a gentleman.

she frowned at the sudden company, a look of confusion pulling over what were previously amused features. that being said, it really doesn’t take much before she shakes her head once more with a small laugh. “i have had a good time, thank you for noticing! s’real good night. feel great.” toga tried to stay balanced as well as she tried to turn to face the other, but with all the spinning she really couldn’t make out much. “m’pretty sure.. i’m not supposed to let strangers know where m’home is like this though,” she mumbled, eyeing him a little. “you good?”

#&. rick.

liikescything‌:

KYOKA HAD JUST ENDED A PHONE CALL when she nearly slammed into someone. A giggling mess that appeared as though she might pass out in mere seconds if left alone. And nothing good would come of that, she’d heard NIGHTMARISH NEWS STORIES about this. That alone caused concern to hit her, offering a pang that forced her to move and wrap an arm around her waist. “As long as you don’t puke on me, I’ll take you home, okay ? Where do you live?” There was a chance she might not even get an answer. In which case, she’d have to bring her back to where Kyoka lived which wasn’t great but, at least she would be safe. Kyoka couldn’t really see her face from the way she swayed and leaned. “I’m JIRO KYOKA, are you okay ?”

the last thing toga really expected was for someone to appear out of the blue, honestly, and the arm around her waist at first made her want to jump away before realising that instead she was being offered help. it was almost pretty funny in toga’s mind now that it took her being drunk and stumbling about to recieve some kindness from the world. or well, the real toga though that. the memories she had of this other weird and wonderful life were a lot different, and people were very kind to her in those. but ah.. it was all a drunk jumble now as she giggles softly, leaning into the female. “cute girls don’t puke, it’s gross.” she shook her head then, trying to push the hair from her face with the action. “somewhere.. over there,” she gestures pretty vaguely then to the streets in front of her. “kyoka?” she mumbled out, turning her head to the other girl and.. there was a lot of familiarity there. but god, her head felt so jumbled and fuzzy that she couldn’t really think straight at all right now. “i feel great. ground won’t stop spinnin’ tho.. but it’s okay! i’m walkin’ still. i’m moving. i’m great! you’re real blurry though.. spinning.”

#&. kyoka.

awhclenewworld‌:

The one thing that they loved most about Midgard? The quaint coffee shops that weren’t ever too loud or too much of an annoyance. They could sit in a quiet corner, sip on their coffee, and read a book or two. The gentle music had long since been forgotten as Loki sat there nursing their first cup of coffee. It had been a long day and it would be an even longer night. Such was the life of being a Magician. From children’s parties to night time entertainment for adults. Being able to put their actual magic to use was far more entertaining than anything else. They always found themselves getting lost in a book, so they had hardly been paying attention to their surroundings. When someone near the entrance had been leaving, they nearly spilled their drink on the person entering. Loki was quick to put magic to use and prevent it from happening, slowing the person who was about to spill their drink on the other down. They almost hadn’t noticed someone had been paying attention to them, someone had noticed the magic they had been using.

she didn’t know why she was continuing to study. why she continued to attend the university when her memories had returned. maybe it was familiarity, or maybe it just wasn’t that bad. the people there were nice and easy to get on with after all, and the wrong memories in her head meant that they were friends. were still friends. with the people there so.. it was just all very confusing for toga, but regardless that was why she was sitting with her knees pulled up and crossed beneath her as she worked on finishing her paper. her eye is drawn the sudden situation though, roaming over the scene playing out not far from her, before glancing over at the figure in the corner. she noticed it. some power, that’s what they’d used.

well, that was enough to get the girl intrigued though, toga not caring much to pack up her stuff but instead grab her coffee and move over to the other. her care about the catastrophe that had almost happened was gone now. “so what’s your power? time related or something?”

#&. loki.

so.. maybe she’d had a little too much to drink. just a little. but it was fun, and she was still having fun even as she started to stumble her way back to her apartment through the mostly dead street, barefoot and all with no care for if she got cut up or not. friends from class had easily convinced her into joining them on this little outing, a nice little get together to drink and celebrate a friends birthday, and who was she to say no? so now toga is definitely just a little bit more drunk than she needs to be and well, this probably wasn’t the wisest decision she could make to get back home alone but.. it was pretty funny too. funny how to streets swayed and spun around her and the ground looked pretty close. or far away. she couldn’t tell really, but it made her giggle as she continued stumbling off.

#&. open starter.#veiled:start #feel free to assume connections!!#and you can help her or not.. she's a mess

liikescything‌:

WELL, THIS LOOKED WEIRD. A blush crept up Deku’s neck and onto his face as he quickly tried to gather all of what he had just purchased back into the bags, not realizing that a good majority of them had ripped in the process. All-in-all, it probably wasn’t a big deal, but for whatever reason, the wanna-be pro-hero did stammer out a quick and rather loud, “It isn’t what it LOOKS like ! I know how to read.” The books that were scattered on the ground and awkwardly placed in the plastic bags begged to differ. But, since he’d seen that ERI was here, he wanted to make sure he helped his teacher with her, especially since Togata wasn’t around. But, he did feel a little awkward about the very girly, very young materials that were inside including various cartoons that Eri had been introduced to and become obsessed with. “I – it’s for a friend. I swear.”

memories were a funny thing were you were mixed between two sets. on one hand, toga knew exactly who she was and where she was from ; but not exactly. there were blank spots. blank spots replaced by memories that didn’t feel entirely real, but at the same time were. like a different person, really-- so it felt nice to have her head back on straight actually. or well.. huh, as straight as it could be. toga still didn’t know where she was or if she was dead or not yet either, but the latter just seemed pretty believable at this point. or well, until a familiar green haired boy catches the nurses eye and she turns her head fully to see him through the one clear one ; wanting to make sure she had the right person.

a grin forms quickly. “izuku! wait-- did you die to?” the girl gasps out happily, almost bouncing closer to the hero in training that she’d had some oh so fun encounters with. she did eye the books with a raised brow though. “you seem so panicked though, and that blush on your face is so cute! oh, i’m so happy we get to meet again, izuku.”