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Hey this is a friendly PSA that All Might is moving to a multi muse I have remade. The url is @ekoiiivoc​

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just know that i love you. i love you with all of my fucked up, piece of shit heart - unknown 

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touch-starved starters!!

❝ no one’s ever done that to me before. ❞

❝ could you play with my hair? ❞

❝ i can’t remember the last time i did this with someone. ❞ 

❝ that feels nice. ❞

❝ i haven’t been hugged in years. ❞

❝ i never want to let go. ❞

❝ let’s just cuddle forever. ❞ 

❝ you put your arm around me and i literally felt my knees buckle, this is so pathetic. ❞

❝ i just want to be held for a little while. ❞

❝ you’re legally obligated to keep holding me. ❞

❝ i think i forgot what human contact felt like. ❞

❝ i need to remember what hugs feel like. ❞

❝ do you mind if we stay like this for a little longer? ❞

❝ my family was never the touchy-feely type. ❞

❝ i’ve never been in a relationship before, so i don’t really know how to do the whole…kissing thing. ❞

❝ you were my first kiss. ❞

❝ could we cuddle, like, platonically? ❞

❝ i’m in desperate need of a hug. ❞

❝ i didn’t even know i was ticklish there! ❞

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@prsonatm ( x)

UTTER PAIN LINGERS IN the shell of her body. The pain she is feeling from being grabbed by the throat only moments ago is nothing to the sharp shooting pain in her soul. Her bright, yet fragile soul. She knows the turmoil in her soul, the kindness in her heart, may have been the reason why she is in this situation. Does she dare regret it? No, Tenko was just putting words in her mouth.  She would never regret helping anyone, especially the child he used to be.

The sound of her mouth begging for oxygen back into her lungs to heal her body was coming out slowly but surely. Unable to break free from his grasp. He’s too strong, and she is too weak for him. She is too weak because she cannot let go of him no matter how much he’s done to her recently.

“ S-Stop I didn’t mean it. “ She begged, trying to prevent herself from dying. Maybe she deserved death for making him the way he was, “ T-Tenko, I would never regret getting close to y-you.”

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Send a “💕“ if you want to ship with my muse

Reblog with your own stuff added, if sending “💕“ during this meme, means asking for permission to ship

For those too shy to actually ask to ship

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character in a fight scene: *restrains their opponent by pinning them against the wall by their wrists*

me:

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i loved you so much and i couldn’t save you. do you know what that’s like, when your hands aren’t stable enough to hold something so important. to watch your own reflection drop everything precious in this world into the fire. do you know what it’s like to burn alongside, whispering, please, i tried, i swear to god that i tried

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Why are there so many AFOs?

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“Did you miss me, little Himari?”

The new chapter got me wanting to draw these two childhood friends. 

Commission Info | Ko Fi | AO3 | Fanfiction | Twitter  

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theygrinned‌:

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       And he slowly comes to turn when he’s addressed –––– it was the middle of the night; wandering streets nobody walked during this time, eager to breathe in the chilling air. He presses a hand to his bandaged arm – reminding himself of the knife that lay hidden beneath them.

But he doesn’t attack her immediately – instead, with a charming smile curling at his lips, he delivers a light bow.

       “––––i didn’t think i’d find someone else at this lonely time of night,” he hums,                        “––it’s awfully dangerous to be out by yourself.”

        “––––good thing we both found company then, hm?”

THE CONFUSION PLAGUES her at the man’s sudden presence. She felt her nerves tightening at the man’s sudden reply to her. She was only wanting to get through, but when he spoke, she moved a few feet away, detecting something off of him. Years of using her quirk made her well aware of the mood of others. She knew though she couldn’t assume. At least, not yet. There’s no body gestures that screams to her something was off though.

She still had her contacts on from being in public, always quick to make sure her eyes are covered in case her quirk goes off in public. It wasn’t a usual stroll home. Just staying over at a friend’s house for a little too late. He’s right though, it wasn’t safe to be around at night.

SHE REMAINS QUIET, not knowing if company was the thing she wanted, especially at this time at night. She has no idea though how to shake the man away from her. She wanted to just go home but the bandage alarmed her slightly. Was he injured?

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          You might 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 that        Maybe they’re changing                You’ll 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘺 that         Their hatred is 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔.

                 That’s when it hurts most to find…

     𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒔 —          And their cruelty’s 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙.                   You’ll be 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘥 you’re not their kind.

Promo credit

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griprot‌:

                     OH,   she’d come to remember him SOON ENOUGH.    he holds his hands out,    palms open,    making a grand SWEEPING GESTURE  as if she’d hurt him.      what a cold reunion this was turning out to be…   but their reunion had only just begun.     tomura’s arm swings around,   elbow bent,    wrapping around her shoulders to pull her closer to him.           “  COME ON,         we go way back. .  .   i can’t believe you’d forget your childhood friends so easily.     HERO WORK  must have changed you   —-  or were you always a ditzy bitch ? “      his words grew colder as he spoke,    tone deepening,   LOWERING .  as four fingers found their way to her collar bone.      &&  finally,  his head tilted back,     piercing red eyes locking onto hers with a twisted smile.                                    “  play along nice now,    himari-chan.      I DON’T MEAN TO BRAG,                     but i’ve   leveled up   since my last encounter with heroes …       or do you want me to kill everyone here ? “

AT FIRST, SHE IS confused by the sudden gesture that was friendly. She still couldn’t pinpoint who he actually was. The sudden atmosphere wasn’t feeling quite right and she didn’t know why. His mood seemed chipper and her brain that felt like it was a mood reader after years and years of using her quirk didn’t detect anything off. At least, not that she knew of. 

She nearly yelped as the man wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her close, taking her by surprise. She wasn’t expecting the sudden gap between them to close this quickly. If not at all.

Then, the voice swiftly changed. Like a heard of birds suddenly migrating into the sky. Her blood slowly ran cold. The moment she heard his voice grow colder, she knew all too well who it was. Chills ran down her spine with a combination of pure terror. Brown eyes that were cheerful only minutes ago turned quickly into agonizing shock mixed with a twitch of fear in her very soul. 

The cold hands wrapping to her collarbone and red eyes meeting her merely confirmed her theory. She tries not to let out a cry of pain from that grip, biting her lip to stop herself from screaming.

“T-Tenko?!” She managed to gasp out, feeling her emotions being pushed around as if she was being physically tossed around. Her heartbeat speeds up at the imminent confirmation of danger on her. There wasn’t any reason at all that she should let anyone get involved. He had to be doing this for a reason. What’s going on? Why is he doing this?

“What do you want?” She asked, wincing in pain, trying to keep herself calm, trying not to try anything. Nothing to think she might be resisting. She didn’t need this to escalate quickly.

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Random Character Development Questions

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Have they ever had a near-death experience? If so: what happened, and what did they see, if anything?

How do they define happiness? Do they feel like their definition of happiness is obtainable? Why or why not?

How do they cope with loss? Do they visibly show their grief, or do they hide it? How deeply are they affected?

What was the worst day of their life? Did it ruin them, or did they pick themselves back up and dust themselves off?

What do they see themselves doing in 5 years? 10 years? 20 years? Do they see themselves living on into old age, or dying young?

Who do they consider their friends? Enemies? Frenemies? Acquaintances? Do they trust any of them?

Have they ever been in love? If so, how did it pan out?

What do they think of themselves? What do they think others think of them?

What is their moral alignment? Is there any event in their life that has forced them to change or question their morals?

Do they collect or hoard anything? If so, what is it? What prompted them to start collecting/hoarding in the first place?

Have they learned from their past mistakes, or do they continue to repeat them? If it’s the latter, are they aware that they’re repeating them and simply don’t bother to do anything about it, or are they unaware of it?

Do they get lost in thought? If so, what tends to be the leading cause of this? Is it something they can control?

Are they in denial of anything? Why or why not?

How much money do they make? How do they earn it?

How do they feel about material wealth? Have they ever been obsessed with it before?

What are their vices? Do they want to improve upon them? Do they see them as bad things at all?

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sb: hey i ship our muses!

me:

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Slides into the dash. Ship with me cowards.

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Me seeing @karitxriki on the dash.