do i return here Only To Suffer?
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do i return here Only To Suffer?
aoyama be asking the most important question
breathes. winks.
HE'S BACK HE'S BACK HE'S BAAACK
AOYAMAMAMAMAM
LOOK AT HIM PHOTOBOMBING IJSJDKS
LOOLL
I LOVE I LOBE HIM JWK DI LDN I WANNA PROTECT I M CRYING
MY POOR DUMB ASS JUST REMEMBERED THE EMAIL TO THIS ACCOUNT
yuuga and yaoyorozu literally had no proper interactions y’all, but like? the moment mineta was begging to trade places with yuuga for the walk in the forest alone, yuuga straight up shook his head and denied mineta? i think abt this a lot
one day i want someone to call out aoyama’s fake smiling, and that day............ that day would be a good day
💃 → performing a hidden talent !!!! shinsou, amaze him!!!!
Encounter my muse.💃 → performing a hidden talent.
From head to toe, he was bathed with the waters Achilles was dipped in; when he danced, he became invulnerable. Graceful, delicate, and precise, Shinsou moved like a swan in a lake. An arm extends upward, his hand reaching for the sun, and his face follows suit, letting the warmth kiss his skin. Ever so cautiously does the boy allow his leg to lift off from the ground and be balanced on the leftover one. It is a slow process, yes, but it is this steadiness that blends so well with the serenity of an open field.
This stretch of his ascends into sudden fleet-footed movement; his weight shifts to the balls of both of his feet as he walks carefully across the blades of grass. And only professional eyes could understand the dance he tried to portray, ballet. There was no other indicator other than his movements. Shinsou’s dance continues, his practices leading up to become a pirouette as a foot raises against the knee of the supporting leg, only then does he twirl like a spinning top. However, a spinning toy can only endure so much until it falters. In this instance, his momentum is lost the moment he spots sparkling eyes only born into the face of the one name Aoyama. It is a brief glance, but he swears he caught a pair of optics in his spin. A gasp is indicative of Shinsou’s apprehension, and his fall being evidence for his low self-esteem when an audience was before him. And so, his face is flat on the ground. What do I tell him? What should I do? What can I do? He picks himself up slowly, his arms pushing him off the ground. As he sits there, looking down, anxiety speaks for him in the form of a yell:
“Don’t look! Don’t look, don’t look- I … I can’t dance.”
A yell that descends into shaky breaths, Shinsou expects the worst when he shields his face from view with his hands.
@keerokee sent: gives him a picture of herself. merry (september) christmas.
eyes blinking wide. he does not expect this ! he’s been waiting a while, oui, for somebody to give him a picture of themselves as souvenirs, but ... to think ! it is understood ! ❝ j’adore, mademoiselle ! ☆ ❞ there are stars in his violet eyes, a flush of pink colouring his cheeks prettily. yuuga cradles the frame like it’s worth gold or a museum painting, and holds it close to his chest, beaming. ❝ this is magnifique ! you are truly stunning in this photograph, tsuyu-chan ! would you sign it, as well, oui ? ☆ ❞
give a pic of yourself for christmas.
love the idea that yuuga truly goes around offering pictures of himself as a gift! love him!
✧ shinsō-san ✧
he watches, gaze unwavering as the blond dashes off, light as can be, and returns, arms outstretching; a box, beautifully wrapped ( glittering proudly within the light and adorned with a big, golden bow ), offered forth, carefully settled within open palms. willing away wariness the best he can, he forces himself to accept the gift, slowly removing it from the other’s grasp and hesitating, a transient pause, before fingers get to work, carefully unwrapping. indigo hues take in the sight before him; a leather belt, smooth to the touch and engraved, a personal touch, thoughtful. the tips of his ears go just a touch warm. ‘ you didn’t have to do this. ‘ a beat of pause. ‘ thank you. ‘
❝ well, why not ? ☆ ❞ a blink. then, another. the smile on his face stays, brilliant and honest. the pink to his cheeks the only evidence of the exhilaration that comes when the present is pried open. ❝ you are surprised, non, monsieur ? surprised and ... happy ? ☆ ❞ there’s a slight anxiety now dripping into his tone. happy - but yuuga understands how that is different from people to people. still, he’s vibrating just where he stands: either from the anxiousness, or the after-effect of his effort wielding results, he isn’t sure. ❝ i am always happy, oui, if i am surprised. and gifts are very nice, non ? you feel welcomed, yes ? i thought of gifting you with a glittery belt ! —- but aizawa-sensei has informed me that that would be a violation of dress code. malchanceux ! ☆ ❞
✧ kaminari-kun ✧
this is a hell of a lot of exposition to go through for a simple favor , and denki is beyond the point of avidly reminding himself how much he seriously , seriously needs to start charging these people . aoyama at least gets an A for effort ; polite reluctance to just straight up ask what denki knows he wants is a kindness not lost on him , otherwise being leagues more preferable than bakugou taking advantage of a yawn just to jam his phone charger into denki’s open mouth .
the eyeroll’s a bit unintentional , reflexive in nature even , but denki supposes it’d be unfair if aoyama sat out as the only one who didn’t get a free ride with his quirk . therefore , jumbling the plethora of phones into one ( questionably reliable ) armful , he holds his now - free hand out in gesture to the hairdryer .
❛ hey man , i appreciate the discretion n’ all , but i’m gettin’ kinda tired . if you want me to be your outlet or generator or battery or whatever , just be straight with me , ‘kay? i’m good for it . free of charge . ❜
a snort , despite his best efforts to be stern . ❛ … well . not completely free of charge , obviously . ❜ that’s patentable .
a blink. then, two. why does kaminari-kun sound accusing ?
yuuga doesn’t understand ! ( but fear prickles at your skin, doesn’t it ? your shoulders nearly automatically hitching together under his frowning gaze. i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to be made like this, your mouth nearly says —- but you smile, instead. pleasant and careful and non-threatening. fakefakefake. anything to get somebody to like you, anything to get somebody to back off from you. ) has he done something wrong ?
❝ non, non !! you misunderstood me, monsieur ! why would i want you to be any of that ? you will be very tired and your nerves will be affected if you overwork yourself, non ? that is very bad for you, monsieur ! ☆ ❞
another smile.
( but everything about it is fake-plastic-a lie . if you know he would say it the way he has, you would have never approached him, would you ? non, you wouldn’t. for someone who loves himself so much, your heart is fragile. weak. easily scarred. you’re nothing, really, but a coward. )
❝ if we are done, oui, may i go ? ☆ ❞
✧ wolf ? ✧
‘ me ? ‘ wide eyes blink, hand lifting to press against her own chest as she feels astonishment ricochet throughout her bloodstream. ‘ no — you ! you’re beautiful ; you look as if you SHINE. pretty. ‘
❝ shine ? ☆ ❞ he blinks. ah ! of course ! shining ! he is very good at that, oui ! and so yuuga’s got his wings to flutter as his skin glitters under the sun, hoping to impress her. ❝ oui, i shine ! how ... how about you ? ☆ ❞
✧ shinsō-san ✧
‘ there’s not actually many people who belong in class 1 - a. ‘ pause, eyes narrowing. ‘ but you seem powerful, at least. ‘
❝ merci, monsieur !! as are you !! ☆ ❞ there is no sugarcoating; yuuga’s been under monsieur shinsō’s spell before, he would know. ❝ though i do disagree with your first assumption !! why do you say so, if i may ask, mon ami ? ☆ ❞
Yup, I’ve watched “Moana” and there was only one association I could possibly get with this song (”Shiny” by Jemaine Clement).
Sorry for the quality, I don’t know how to alter the audio. And video (especially when the idea strikes at the middle of the night and I just sit there for an hour trying to recall how to use Final Cut). And I’m generally not good with any video-editors, but it doesn’t seem to bother me too much. Enjoy X)