No. Her Reply Is Simple, Sweet Smile Never Leaving Her Face Despite How Much She Wants To Slice And Slash

“No.” Her reply is simple, sweet smile never leaving her face despite how much she wants to slice and slash at the woman in front of her. “I don’t know how you do things here, but I’m here for Shigaraki, and I’ll use my role as lieutenant as needed.”

@quirkdriven​ liked this for a starter!

“Look, Toga Himiko, you may be a lieutenant, but no one is fooled. You’re inexperienced, young, and stupid– so leave the work to the adults, okay?”

Reblog if you’re a roleplayer who suffers from anxiety

Sometimes, it’s not a lack of muse or short attention span or lack of time. Sometimes we’re too afraid to write out the reply we had in mind in fear it’s inadequate or written too fast. Then we send replies days, or even weeks, later that we had thought out in our mind since the beginning. 

𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐌𝐔𝐍 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒

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Relationship Status: Single

Favorite Color: Purple or Maroon

Lipstick or Chapstick: Chapstick I guess since I wear it under lipstick too

Last Song I listened to: Bad Vibes by K.Flay

Last Movie I watched: Dead Apple, the Bungo Stray Dogs movie

Top 3 TV Shows: Smallville, Charmed, Supern.atural

Top 3 Characters: Siri.us Black, Jace Hero.ndale... C.hloe Su.llivan

Top 3 Ships: wolfsta.r, Tod.oBaku, KiriKa.mi (all of my own ships I write too)

Books I’m currently Reading: Harry Po.tter and the Goblet of Fire

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Tagging: Anyone who wants to do this

I wasnt loved as a child so now I'm evil and dont go to bed on time

(hakkajiten for Shoto) ☹ ⇋

Send “ ☹ ⇋ ”, and it’s your character living the pain. 72. Mild burns all over the body.

Running into a villain while they were out shopping wasn’t something Shoto had expected, but he hadn’t been worried. And looking back, maybe that had been arrogant of him. It also might not have been the best idea to attack when they didn’t know the man’s quirk, but they had their provisional licenses and couldn’t just wait for him to hurt someone. So he’d started with his fire, not wanting to crush the stores around them with his ice, but before his fire even reached the man, it seemed to shift mid-air and Shoto’s eyes widened as it was redirected straight at Momo instead. 

“Momo!” His flames died down as soon as he saw her, but the damage had been done. Changing tactics, Shoto stomped his foot down, sending ice towards the villain instead, something he couldn’t simply redirect. It seemed to work for now, and while he wasn’t convinced that this would end the fight entirely, it gave him time to run to Momo. 

Now that he was up closer, the burns didn’t look terrible, they shouldn’t even scar, but Shoto’s breath was still trapped in his throat. It didn’t matter that it wasn’t serious, he had burned her, and her clothes had tattered in some spots, showing burns that covered her legs, arms and chest, even coming up her jaw. “I-I’m sorry. Are you-” He stopped halfway through his question, obviously she wasn’t okay he had burned her. Okay, he had to calm down, he couldn’t help her like this, she needed burn ointment and bandages. He had some in his canisters, but he wasn’t wearing his hero costume. Why didn’t he carry medical supplies even out of costume.  

"I need to get you do the hospital or back to campus..” He reached down to help her up, but hesitated, what if she didn’t want him touching her after he’d hurt her? He didn’t want his dad touching him after all. Glancing back to make sure the villain was still incapacitated, Shoto turned his full attention back to Momo, taking another shaky breath. “Where.. does it hurt most?” He didn’t want to touch her somewhere tender and hurt her even more.

      THERE’S NO DENYING that all for one ,  of all people ,  is truly a dangerous being .  not that he ever minded it ,  in fact he was overjoyed with the thought of people fearing him .  that meant respect was always there ,  too ;  and we all know how ankoku lives for respect .  so ,  even in tartarus ( a place known to keep so many villains locked up for the rest of their lives ;  that title would soon disappear ) ,  the man was happy .  happy ,  happy ,  happy …  why wouldn’t he be ?  in a place with so many friends ,  attention on him 24/7 …  especially now that he was in such a good mood — why ?  who knows ,  do you wish to enter and see what goes behind in that mind of his ?

      a rather melodic hum leaves his lips ,  and if he still had eyebrows ,  one of them would have risen just like his smirk behind that mask .  a rather old tone ,  one that is even older than he himself is :  having grown up listening to it ,  and one that brings joy into his system .  however ,  it’s so much slower than the original sound ,  as if he is just humming it to himself .  well ,  he is ,  but he knows how to put on a show at least .  and that’s exactly what he is about to do ,  the memory of a certain quirk coming to mind .  “  oh ?  “  he simply says ,  and he can feel the weapons beginning to heat up :  just in case ,  of course .  he clears his throat ,  the smile still on his lips as he begins to move to side to side ,  singing …  “  tonight …  i’m gonna have myself -  a real good time …  “  surprisingly ,  even if years since he last sang ,  his voice is as if prepared for the action .  and as he feels the movement on the guards stiffening ,  he continues .  “  i feel ali - i - i - ive !  “ 

      “  and the world is turning inside out -  i’m floating around ,  in ecstasy …  “  so many thoughts as he can hear the inmates beginning to sing ,  all influenced by this wonderful quirk of his as his voice is projected to them all to hear .  one would wonder why the guards aren’t doing anything ,  but that’s because they can’t :  no one can move unless he thinks so .  just because of the sound of his voice !  “  -  ‘cause i’m having a good time ,  having a good time !  “  he gets up ,  jacket breaking as he continues singing ,  the sound of the guards finally moving would make him laugh if he wasn’t using this quirk .  gun shots are heard ,  and as he fixes the sudden suit on his body just as he leaves his cell ( opening the door as if it was that simple before ) and the other inmates sing with him .  backup vocals ,  you see ?

      and then ,  he is just walking and spinning around ,  having the time of his life as he hears the screams in the background happen ,  as well as the sound of the bodies hitting the floor .  they should be glad he is in such good mood ,  otherwise he had millions of other ways to make his jailbreak happen .  not that any of them had any different outcome .  “  i’m having such a good time ,  i’m having a ball -  “  ( ‘ don’t stop me now ! ’ ,  all the other inmates sing in such wonderful harmony )  “  if you wanna have a good time -  just give me a call !  “  the elder is even clapping along as he sings ,  living in this weird fantasy of his as he smiles .  the bodies keep on falling ,  so many ways you wouldn’t imagine !  ankoku wouldn’t normally do this ,  but he was bored …  so bored .  who can blame him ?

       just as he leaves through the main doors ,  he keeps on singing ,  the strong and loud ‘ la la la ‘ being heard still through out the now deadly silent hallways ,  the lights flickering too as the man left the so called unbreakable prison .  he hopes that whoever reviews the security tape has such a good time as he did …

   okay to reblog .