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18+ Indie Semi Selective RP blog for Hitoshi Shinso from bnha

[killua-and-company]

Send “what would you do if…” + a question and my muse will answer it honestly.

[damndryeye]

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Life may not be boring, but growing up in a world where extraordinary was the ordinary- where the sight of a hero was no different than the sight of any other worker- Shinso didn’t consider anything he had seen of more importance than anything else. Amethyst eyes glanced at the wall, before flicking back.

“But at least with your hero work, you see action, and you can help.” He emphasized the word, how he so wished he could help. “Have you had any good jobs happen lately?”

[   That didn’t go unnoticed in the slightest, and instead of replying to the question, he decided to address the previous statement.   ]

“You aren’t being serious, are you?”

[   He questions, looking into the younger male’s eyes. He knew a personal life issue like this wouldn’t be solved so easily, but hearing this set up the flames for a hefty rant depending on his answer.   ]

[twiilght]

There was a shift in mood, and Shinso knew he was now walking on a minefield. He had to pick his words carefully, taking a moment to think out his answer.

"What I mean is that, theoretically, I could try to help someone if I see a villain doing something nasty, but as untrained as I am and without legal use of my quirk, I would just end up a hinderance to any heros that do show up." He sighs, brushing a hand back through his hair.

[damndryeye]

twiilght:

Shinso smiles a bit.

“I’m glad you like them.” He says, settling down next to Aizawa. Upon his new inquiry, he stopped to hum quietly for a long bit. “Life is… Going. Pretty normal. You know? nothing extraordinary has happened at all lately.” He admits with a shrug. “And you?”

“Nothing at all…really?”

[   He seemed somewhat surprised at that response. Usually something always happened somewhere. Life in a world like this almost was never boring.   ]

“For me, it’s just the usual pro-hero work, along with teaching, but you know this already.”

[twiilght]

Life may not be boring, but growing up in a world where extraordinary was the ordinary- where the sight of a hero was no different than the sight of any other worker- Shinso didn't consider anything he had seen of more importance than anything else. Amethyst eyes glanced at the wall, before flicking back.

"But at least with your hero work, you see action, and you can help." He emphasized the word, how he so wished he could help. "Have you had any good jobs happen lately?"

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@asktheloudmicrophonedhero cont. from here.

Shinso, however greatful he was that Hizashi had protected him from the rain, felt a bit guilty that he had gotten wet. He was glad they had found shelter so quickly. “It’s alright, really, I’m just glad there was shelter nearby. There is always later, when the weather doesn’t decide to dump rain on us.” He shrugs, looking out at the rain. “I’m sorry you got wet though. Not gonna catch a cold like everyone’s always tellin kids they’re gonna if they get in the rain.”

[damndryeye]

[   Mood drops always came and went constantly. One moment, he’d be feeling good about himself, and then the next he felt nothing but self frustration, hatred. It made him want to sleep in even more, dream to not deal with anything, but it never worked out that way. He always would have to wake up eventually, and deal with the constant problem.   ]

[   Though when would it ever stop? He was 30, past that of those sweet early adult years, and now was hitting that stage where things should be settled already, but they clearly weren’t.   ]

[   The emotions of it all had made him decide to stay in his sleeping bag, and just wait it out until the numbness to it all kicks in.   ]

[twiilght]

Once you started looking, the sight of Aizawa's sleeping bag brought a certain curiosity. Of course, all of the students were curious on why he slept so much, and Shinso was not exempt from that curiosity. However, he felt that there were more important things to ask. The reasons usually held for sleeping can be quite sad ones.

So, when he saw Aizawa's bag on the ground as he was leaving some after-school studies, he took a pause, and changed his course.

"You don't look too well, mister Aizawa." He said, one hand rubbing the back of his neck, and the other hanging half out of one of his jean pockets.

[damndryeye]

twiilght:

Shinso bowed his head at the elder’s words, glad that the sweets were appreciated. Chocolate seemed just a bit too easy to burn. The cookies were alright, as you could expect from someone who doesn’t normally bake, but he followed the recipe and didn’t let them burn, so it’s not as if they were awful either. effort had certainly gone into them, and though they could have stood to perhaps be a bit thicker, they were, all in all, pretty average cookies.

[   After finishing the first cookie, he casually takes a bite of the next…eating them one by one until they were gone. He has a bad sweet tooth for a reason.   ]

“Not bad. They were pretty good”

[   He comments, taking a seat on the nearby bench, and pats the spot next to him to let Shinso join him.   ]

“Tell me about how you’ve been. I realize it’s been a while.”

[twiilght]

Shinso smiles a bit.

"I'm glad you like them." He says, settling down next to Aizawa. Upon his new inquiry, he stopped to hum quietly for a long bit. "Life is... Going. Pretty normal. You know? nothing extraordinary has happened at all lately." He admits with a shrug. "And you?"

[twiilght]

@damndryeye cont. from here

“Yes, for you. I wanted to thank you, for the help you had given me. It’s not much, but I do hope you’ll like it.” The gift, wrapped in simply patterned paper, was a box of sweets- some sugar cookies with blue-ish frosting. The recipe was simple enough that Shinso had been confident that he could make it. It certainly couldn’t equal gift Aizawa had given him- of knowledge- but Shinso had to something for the man, one of the only people who attempted to help him on his way.

[damndryeye]

[   Well color him surprised when he opened the gift to see that sweet delicacy inside. It wasn’t chocolate, but it still looked to be good enough for him. Only question was, how did it taste?   ]

“…Thank you.”

[   He finally says, and decides to slide a cookie into his mouth for a bite, wanting to see how good or bad it actually was.   ]

[twiilght]

Shinso bowed his head at the elder’s words, glad that the sweets were appreciated. Chocolate seemed just a bit too easy to burn. The cookies were alright, as you could expect from someone who doesn’t normally bake, but he followed the recipe and didn’t let them burn, so it’s not as if they were awful either. effort had certainly gone into them, and though they could have stood to perhaps be a bit thicker, they were, all in all, pretty average cookies.

[twiilght]

black

black: does your muse have a 'bucket list?' list some things your muse wants to accomplish before they die.

He doesn’t call it a bucket list, but he does have goals. One, of course, is to become a pro hero. He wants to be one of the best, and is willing to put forth everything he has to become a savior for people, instead of someone feared.Another goal is to fall in love. Sound cheesy? Maybe. He’d never really had someone his age who understood or even agreed with him. He would really like to find someone who cares for him, and he can care for, without worry on either side for quirks or manipulation.Something else he is determined to do in life is to not just help save people, but animals too. He has a soft spot for them, especially cats, and wants to some day be able to donate to various animal shelters near his home.

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colorful headcanons.

( send me a copic color for a headcanon )

frost blue: does your muse enjoy the snow and cold? or are they the type to enjoy summer more?

peacock blue: is your muse honest? what sorts of lies do they tell, if not?

lapis lazuli: does your muse prefer the idea of exploring the depths of the oceans, or the boundless expanses of space more?

reddish brass: how likely is your muse to step up and take the role of a leader? are they willing to take the challenge, or are they more apt to being a follower?

burnt umber: how stable is your muse, mentally and/or emotionally?

champagne: does your muse drink (alcohol)? are they a heavy drinker, if so?

tea orange: what is something that your muse is fascinated with?

malachite: has your muse ever done anything that they winded up feeling incredibly guilty for in the end?

olive: is your muse prone to feeling envious of others? if yes, what is it that they typically feel envious over?

vermillion: is your muse courageous, or would they consider themselves to be more of a coward?

coral: what is your muse's romantic and sexual orientations?

bougainvillaea: would your muse consider themselves as blunt, or do they beat around the bush instead?

currant: what's something that absolutely disgusts your muse (can be a person, place, thing, ect)?

crimson: how passionate is your muse about the things they love most?

raspberry: what food and/or drink can your muse not get enough of? do they indulge in it often, or is it something reserved for special occasions?

baby blossoms: does your muse have a favorite scent? what is it, and why?

mallow: what sorts of things might remind your muse of those close to them? any scents, objects, sounds?

aubergine: does your muse prefer the day, or are they more of a night-owl?

acacia: how much does it take for your muse to hate someone?

cadmium yellow: what subjects or topics does your muse avoid, because they bring up harmful / painful memories?

honey: when your muse loves someone (whether it be romantic, platonic, or familial love), how do they show it?

chartreuse: if you had to describe your muse with a color, what color would it be and why?

anise: when it comes to self-care, what does your muse do to take care of themselves? do they take care to spend time on it, or do they feel they don't deserve it?

new leaf: what message would your muse send to their past self, if any?

moss: how easily does your muse adapt to any new situations they're thrust into?

silk: does your muse care about appearances much? do they spend a lot of time on their own appearance, or do they just go with the flow each day?

sanguine: does your muse typically have an optimistic, pessimistic, or some middle ground outlook on life?

atoll: if your muse could go anywhere, without any restrictions whatsoever, where would they go? why would they go there?

cool grey: if your muse could ensure one thing for certain in their future to come, what would it be?

black: does your muse have a 'bucket list?' list some things your muse wants to accomplish before they die.

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@damndryeye cont. from here

“Yes, for you. I wanted to thank you, for the help you had given me. It’s not much, but I do hope you’ll like it.” The gift, wrapped in simply patterned paper, was a box of sweets- some sugar cookies with blue-ish frosting. The recipe was simple enough that Shinso had been confident that he could make it. It certainly couldn’t equal gift Aizawa had given him- of knowledge- but Shinso had to something for the man, one of the only people who attempted to help him on his way.

[those-crazy-meme-nights]

Send “Treasure Chest Opened! You Acquired _____” Along with an Item My Muse would obtain by opening a secrete treasure chest, Make it ANY item you want and see My Muse’s reaction to obtaining said Item.

[twiilght]

I suppose I should start attempting to post on here.

[vhsmeme]

* question starters

‘ how could you? ’

‘ where were you? ’

‘ what are you running from? ’

‘ what’s wrong? ’

‘ do you want a blanket? ’

‘ did you throw a rock through my fucking window? ’

‘ are you even listening? ’

‘ oh, is that the story? ’

‘ are you drunk? ’

‘ are you lost? ’

‘ are you trying to hug me? ’

‘ what are you staring at? ’

‘ is this your idea of a sick joke? ’

‘ do you still care about me? ’

‘ forget something? ’

‘ leaving so soon? ’

‘ will you cut it out? ’

‘ who did this? ’

‘ does it look like i’m laughing? ’

‘ were you singing? ’

‘ is that a bruise? ’

‘ is that blood? ’

‘ are you trying to get us killed? ’

‘ was that an apology? ’ 

‘ did you hang up on me just now? ’

‘ can we leave? ’

‘ well, did you? ’

‘ you started those rumors? ’

‘ are you in trouble? ’

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