drwhirlwind

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idealslost‌.

❛ come here. ❜

floating over to him,  sho beams up his way. ❛ kunikida-kun?~ what is it?~ do you need me?~ ❜

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“  no one appreciates me.  this,  on fathers day?  after all the eggs i have personally hatched myself?  despicable.  ” 

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A hug from behind.

unspoken fluff || accepting

he’s almost to the door when he feels arms wrap around him from behind, and he sighs, closing his eyes for a moment. he wants to stay, he does, but temptations to do what he wanted never won out over his duty. it was always about the work. the job always came first. that was one of the codes he lived by. still, that doesn’t make it any easier. 

❛ sho. ❜ his voice is gentle, patient. ❛ you know i have to go. i’ll be careful. ❜

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with a soft tch, he drapes his jacket around sho's shoulders. ❛ your shivering is distracting me. you should have known we'd be outside for a while. ❜

soft kunikida.  ♡

huh  --  what a way to be kind,  in your own way,  kunikida-kun. 

for someone as adapted to high atmosphere and chill as sho is,  it’s a wonder why it’s affecting him so much to begin with;  maybe he’s coming down with something,  or maybe he’s just much less warm blooded than he thought  --  either way,  it doesn’t really matter.  perhaps in gratitude,  he gifts the younger man with the grace of no fuss,  no theatrics. 

at least,  for the moment. 

shoulders rolling back into the jacket,  it hangs off him most of the way still yet,  but he pulls it in by the collar as they walk for a more snug fit,  eyes peering up from behind glare-blocked glasses. his smile is a gentle one.  “ ne, ne...  sorry, kunikida-kun.  i’ll be more thoughtful next time, promise.  i’m usually fine in this type of weather.  ”  after a moment’s pause,  he nudges his elbow lightly against the other’s arm.  “  thank you,  in any case.  will you be alright without a jacket,  though?  we have a ways to go. ” 

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idealslost‌.

he grabs sho by the collar, yanking him back down to ground level and glaring. 

❛ lower your voice. it’s too early for your nonsense. just what do you need ? ❜

oh,  what a man. 

sho is just --- absolutely smitten.  held by his collar,  this close to his face,  by someone so strong,  so dedicated?  it’s like the beginning of a romcom.  it isn’t.  looking up at him with nothing but endearment in his eyes,  feet bracing against the ground,  he hums a little,  and he doesn’t pull away.  like,  at all. 

“ there’s been a robbery~  need your help, kunikida-kuuuun,  only you~ ”  he informs him in a certainly inappropriate singsongy manner,  with the ill fitting grin to accompany it. 

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“ that’s what literature is. It’s the people who went before us , tapping out messages from the past , from beyond the grave , trying to tell us about life and death ! listen to them ! ”                                                       page one , chapter one

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bummedout-bisexual‌:

My favorite type of characters are “they’re not dumb but they are a dumbass”

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idealslost‌.

❛ you should know not to disturb me when i’m working. ❜

❛ this had better be important. ❜

... better be important, huh?  easy.  after a moment of staring and standing still,  he hops up suddenly in the air, and continues to float there,  arms flailing frantically to get his attention. 

“ KUNIKIDA-SAAAAAAAN!  IT’S URGENT!  OF THE UPMOST IMPORTANCE!  PLEASE!  PLEASE!  I NEED YOU!  ONLY YOU!  — i’m going to start SCREAMING —  ”  by most human measures,  doctor whirlwind is already well past indoor voices.  it should come as a concern that he doesn’t consider it so. 

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AU VERSE: bungo stray dogs. 

       so, while i understand that most of the main characters are named after authors / real people, i don’t plan on applying that to an already established OC, you feel me? if it’s a problem canonically, then … iiii don’t really know! just ignore it, i guess. my understanding is that there’s many ability users around the world and i’m going to be basing sho’s place in this au off of that. that said, he is an ability user but he is not aligned with any of the existing organizations / agencies – yet, anyways! 

his ability is the same as in his bnha verse. you can read my breakdown on that here and a separate limitations post here. off the top of my head, i can’t think of anything that would be outright different in this au, but i’ll make a follow up post if something occurs to me. it’s air manipulation, plain and simple. 

what he calls it is probably the main thing, since they all name their abilities themselves! and i regret to inform you that his name for it is probably incredibly misleading and nonsensical, as most things that he does are.  by probably, i mean it is. he calls it Particle Party.

he doesn’t have a hero name, but he has, somehow, managed to coin doctor whirlwind as a nickname anyways. ( he started it, by faking phone calls into his own podcast show and reporting sightings of a ‘devilishly handsome hero in a doctor’s lab coat’ in numerous different voices. )

he does still have a phd in physics.

he belongs to a nameless organization ( nameless, meaning i haven’t put a name to it yet and it’s entirely made up ) that could potentially act as an ally to the armed detective agency. the organization was founded with the goal of ‘rescuing’ young ability users with out of control powers and teaching them to use them wisely. once a member is within their control, they work with the police in cases, similar to the ADA! just much smaller-scale ones, and there’s significantly more focus on the ability users themselves and making a home for them. the organization is fairly well kept on low radar for the protection of their members. they’re honestly not much different from the ADA in terms of goals; the focus is just different. 

kobayashi is among some of the older members, but he’s not one of the first. i’d say he’s perhaps the fourth oldest, in terms of how long he’s been active with them. he’s twenty seven years old, and he’s been with them since he was about sixteen. among his ranks is a sub-group of members that has been dubbed the elementals. 

as per usual, he’s not very cooperative. the cases worked with police are generally left to the more experienced members, and tragically for the police, he’s in that category. fortunately, though, he’s a prodigy in terms of strategy and ability to come out on the right side of things. still, him walking through the door is usually the source of about twenty groans and you can definitely hear the painkillers getting pulled out pre-emptively.

those are the need to knows. under the cut is a more in depth look at what is different, rather than what’s not! many details will be repeated from his overall backstory, but his upbringing is different enough that it’s worthy of note. feel free to read or not to! mention of death and brief mention of parental abuse and neglect. read with caution!

Keep reading

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glasses-less reference!!! this is still a wip as i try to teach myself coloring in clip, but. baby

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a kiss for.. sei!??!?!

        a steady stream of static fills his entire screen at the kiss , hands pressed together , resting them on his chest as he … malfunctions a bit. “ k — kobayashi ! ah ! oh , ah … my word , i’m … my apologies ! “ his words weren’t really working , which was a shame and quite an irony ! the literature sensei ! somehow unable to formulate a sentence ! “ ah , thank you. “ there it was ! that was coherent !

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FIVE  ( 5 )  VINES  !

pick five vines that best characterize your muse.   REPOST,  do NOT reblog  !  tag some pals. ♥♥♥♥

one.   it’s ya boy, skinny penis  two.   i’m sitting there, barbeque sauce on my titties  three.  i literally don’t know what to call this vine. hoodie kid?  four.  more like hurricane TORTILLA  five.  lawn mower vine 

tagged:  @craneguard tagging: @fortevoce , @rdriots , @crowncapt, @crownvice,  @eighthilles

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@ecntrc  ---  liked for a starter !  

     all it takes is a look. 

     mind you,  the man that doctor whirlwind has locked eyes with did not necessarily provoke him into staring at him the way he does;  it’d been a simple look of recognition,  and the second his eyes met the doctors,  the newspaper he’d been holding up in front of his face  (  upside down  )  came down with a audible ruffle and flair of dramatics.  a hand goes over his heart,  and he sighs in faux-defeat and woe,  putting on his most suave face. 

      he’d been waiting for someone to recognize him,  for the record.  it isn’t as though he has no fan base as the number thirteen hero,  and he knows that,  but  ---  honestly,  he’s just a little bored.  a little lonely!  it happens to even the coolest of heroes.  putting his leg over the other and grinning at him from the bench,  sho winks at him and shoots a little finger gun his way.  “  heh !!!   i bet you can’t believe your eyes,  citizen. it is,  i,  doctor whirlwind.  i’ll sign anything you want,  and i will pose for selfies,  and!!!  you know what,  lucky fan?  you’ve got me for the entire afternoon!!!  ”  in other words?  you have to be my friend. 

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theirwarmth‌.

     ❛    THAT’S  A  BIG  BOTTLE  of  tequila  you’ve  got  there  —    ❜  the  words  are  said  with  an  amused  smile  on  her  face .  ❛    if  i  didn’t  know  better  i’d  say  you  were  trying  to  get  me  drunk .    ❜  does  she  actually  know  better  though ?

@drwhirlwind  //  ♡’d

      legs kicked up high over the top of their couch,  sho lays flat on his back across it,  eyes wild and grin spreading like rapid fire.  he gives that giant bottle of tequila a little swish, swish for good measure,  beaming up at her with mischief in his eyes.  “  i mean,  duh!  rei-chaaan,  it’s friday!  loosen up,  or you’re going to die,  die,  die~  drink with me!  or i’m going to DIE!   like i did yesterday,  when aizawa-san poisoned me!  wasn’t that sooo mean of him?  you want me to die too,  huh?  you want me dead!  oi,  oi,  bring the shot glasses,  please,  pleaaase?  ” 

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ecntrc‌.

OPEN

        “ there’s a bit of charm to the literature back then , wouldn’t you say ? “ sei spoke , bending the corner of the page as to not miss his spot. this book is clearly one he’s read often , if the absolutely state of it wasn’t enough. post — it notes hung off the sides , pages bend all over , spine creased. 

        “ like this one … twilight. it’s fascinating , the way they had imagined these … beings. these were fantasy stories , the ‘ supernatural ‘ … now it is not very hard to imagine , well , any of these people living among our world. after all , look at me. “ he motions to himself. “ a living , breathing , feeling tv. “ he shakes his head , chuckling a bit. “ fascinating. someone like me would’ve been an abomination to them. not so unlike frankenstein’s monster. “

        idled in his daily strut down the hall by the sight of a certain familiar face  (  rather,  screen  ),  sho lingers by the door frame and debates whether or not he should step in and catch up  --  he’s leaning towards no,  hesitant to disturb the man as he reads,  until the silence is broken first by shunō himself.  stay it is,  then. 

      hands behind his back as he pads across the room to look briefly over his shoulder at the work in question (  not quickly enough before it closes,  though  ), his eyebrows raise with intrigue and a smile quirks at the corners of his mouth as his former upperclassman goes on.  

       thoughtfully silent for a touch longer than he might normally be inclined, sho first responds with a hum of consideration.  he props himself to sit up on the edge of a desk near the front, legs swinging. “  ... i think you’re right about that, shunō-senpai.  their wildest fantasies are our norm,  huh?  i could blow over infrastructure by the time i was ten -- probably would’ve been put on trial for being a witch.  kinda weird to think about. the early rounds of people like us must have gone through a lot.  you know what,  though?  that makes me think of a very important question... are you ready for it,  senpai?  ” 

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            you are not coming back             you are not coming back             you are not coming back             you are not coming back             you are not coming back             you are not coming back             you are not coming back             you are not coming back             you are not coming back i know  you are not coming back

                      please come back  

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kiss + 5 / sela

♥   —   still accepting   (   @drwhirlwind​   )

        sheets are laid haphazardly on them , not entirely doing it’s job but neither of them move to fix it. especially not sela , when she’s on her stomach , head buried in her arms and hair falling a bit over her face as she looked over at him from just the one eye that could peek through over her crossed arms. there isn’t very much space between them , but it was a bit of a cool down period … the activities prior being something that had winded both of them.

        she mused , internally , that this was the first time she had seen him this silent … it probably would’ve worried her if he hadn’t been looking right back at her with a certain smile she thinks she’s probably sporting too. there aren’t really any words being exchanged but , it wasn’t strange. this isn’t the kind of situation she’s been in , in a long time … it was a bit of an internal communication through their eyes alone. it makes her stomach flutter in a way that’s nearly concerning for what it might mean , but it isn’t enough for her to want to run away. in fact , she thinks she wants to get closer.

        the time reads: 2:30 AM in it’s bright red … they should go to sleep. she makes to vocalize that , adjusting so as to place her weight on her arms so she could turn on her back. but , she turns on her side instead , facing him better before a hand inches closer to him. it starts on his chest at first , raising up to his neck before landing his his cheek. thumb follows the distance of his scar briefly , before she leans forward and places a soft kiss on his lips.

        “ we should sleep … “ she finally mutters when she pulls away a bit , the skin of her own twin flesh brushing with his as she spoke , before closing the distance once more.

        the butterflies fluttered again.