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[yarokh]

“Now we are the kids from yesterday.”

                                     danger days starters / acc. / @tnyas​

            maybe. it’s easy to think that, because when you’re sixteen life feels so long already you don’t know how short a year really is. life stretches from class to class to homework to near death experience after near death experience. would being a hero be so much different?

             you flop back onto the dewy morning grass. maybe you should have rested. maybe you should not have followed the path to the morning light, was it worth staying up to see the sun crack the skyline. and tenya, every inch your friend an equal keeping pace. engine to one for all. both skidding to a halt at the edge of campus. 

              both of you, survived your first year of UA. officially. and next year is only going to get harder for the both of you. all might’s back grows closer with each passing second and tensei’s path needs finishing. adulthood close enough to feel at the edge of your finger tips but no where ready to run towards it yet.

            ❝  and today’s heroes.   ❞

                it’s probably cheesy to say, but so is i am here and iuzku’s going to let himself get as much milalage out of that as he’s possibly allowed to.

[yarokh]

🎵for a battle theme song

                                           boss battle asks / accepting / @digifae

              his battle theme, it’s pretty straight forward actually. it’s you say run, but like angrier??? does that make sense.

[yarokh]

unforeseen :3

                                         one word prompts / acc / @pyrrhe

                there’s no way to tell when your world’s orbit will change, hurtling in a different path directly towards you. but god izuku cannot look away from that face. the arena is packed full of people paying good money for some god old fashioned violence without regrets. blood sports that do not allow killing really, no real rules other than if you kill you opponent the money that you have earned for beating them goes to their family as compensation. 

                 he barely passed his fight by the skin of his teeth, an esper with a power that brainwashes. if the gauntlets had not literally shocked him he doubted that he would have been able to get anywhere near winning that fight. he’s already taken some pretty extensive notes on the subject for his book, but for now he’s got eyes glued to the young man standing in the middle of the arena. 

                   there had been tape man with tape dispensers on his elbows., an odd enhancement that izuku had wondered about initially. more practical than fun. though not everyone can have funky enhancements izuku supposes. but izuku does not even spare that boy a glance, green eyes are completely transfixed on sero’s opponent. 

                    shouto todoroki, stands like the world is watching him. izuku included, the captivating red and white hair split perfectly down the middle. mismatched eyes, the same ones that bore into izuku’s face not even an hour before staring at the gauntlet’s on his wrist with angry determination to beat him. then again when he had dragged izuku aside behind the arena wall, there had been no tears just an angry explanation of his life tumbling out of his mouth that he clearly needed to share with someone.

                      it does not surprise izuku when sero tapes shouto up he barely moves for moment. then it’s over. it’s all over, the poor tape kid did not even stand a single chance at the wall of ice. he’s frozen in place literally, but izuku never looks at him or the ice wall. his eyes are completely focused on shouto’s face. he looks so sad.

[yarokh]

RULES : think carefully about your character and their development through their journey ( canon or oc ) within their story . fill out the chart and tag whoever you want !    REPOST , DO NOT REBLOG .

TAGGED BY : stole from @unconcealment

DEITY OF :  justice, friendship, rabbits, and the sun

ASSOCIATED WITH : the sun, the scales of justice, self sacrifice, hope, friendship, tacticians, rabbits especially green ones

SACRED PLANTS :  THYME & STINGING NETTLE

THYME— activity, bravery, courage and strength.

STINGING NETTLE— life and death, protection

SACRED STONES / GEMS : peridot & bloodstone.

PERIDOT—  a positive energy stone. it vibrates with the energy of sunshine, showering you with blessings and abundance. it helps bring the physical reality of your life into alignment with your true purpose and joy. it can help you release past hardships, and step into a new reality of fruitful goodness.

BLOODSTONE— assists us in facing the hard realities and challenges of Earthly life with courage and nobility. it bolsters our inner vitality and gives us the heart to make necessary sacrifices, look at painful truths, or endure physical trials.

SACRED ANIMALS : rabbits

RABBITS—  associated with speed, growth, and rebirth. the son of the sun finds solace in rabbits. that he could grow into something more, be more and a brain chock full of victory and plans to good use. his awareness and creativity to keep himself and those he cares about alive. rabbits are the perfect animal for the son of the sun..

COLORS : green

GREEN—    the color of life, renewal, nature, and energy, is associated with meanings of growth, harmony, freshness, safety, fertility, and environment. Green is also traditionally associated with money, finances, banking, ambition, greed, jealousy, and wall street. the color green has healing power and is understood to be the most restful and relaxing color for the human eye to view. green can help enhance vision, stability and endurance. green takes up more space in the spectrum visible to the human eye and it is the dominant color in the natural. It is a natural choice in interior design as an ideal background or backdrop because we as humans are so used to seeing it everywhere

FOOD : mint & . roasted rabbit

SCENTS : mint,thyme

ACCEPTED OFFERINGS / WAYS TO HONOR : victory or valiant defeat, death in combat, use of knowledge to help others, burnt plants, blessing broken bones, roasted rabbits

TAGGING: @pyrrhe @atelotic @hoshiumies @bomfyre @tiytan @handcurse

[yarokh]

Thank god you’re breathing.

                                               lost meme / not acc / @pyrrhe

                         ❝  won’t be able to get rid of me that easy.❞

              he laughs but his eyes are watering. he’s been out for a bit, two days the nurses had told when he had blinked back into existence. he’s alive, stabilized but not unscathed. he managed to survive his encounter with all for one, but he’s not sure if he would be able to do something like that again. would he even half to?

              there are blurry memories, his fists pounding into all for one’s face with the power of the other eight behind him. felt their hopes and dreams flow through him along with their shared quirk. he had survived, this fight and he would live. lucky boy.

                 green eyes finally seek out shouto’s worried. very lucky boy. he’d been stubborn, perhaps made the wrong choice in taking shouto’s from him. ruined the tactical edge of having both shouto and tenya with him and choosing to face all for one with just kacchan and ochako. neither had questioned it, just prepared for themselves for the nightmare ahead. 

                  he leans up eyes searching shouto’s face for any marks. he’s a little banged up, a smattering of bruises and exhausted eyes. like he hasn’t slept since the fight. thank god he’s still alive too look that upset at him. sad and angry shouto he can deal with. izuku hooks his remaining arm over his husband’s neck, mad or not he leans down. 

                     the kiss is small more a reminder that they’re both still very much alive than anything else. when they finally break apart he pushes the dual toned locks out of shouto’s eyes. maybe he would make a different choice if he had that moment all over again. but in this one, he cannot bring himself to regret it. 

[yarokh]

try + stain

                                 meme i lost ages ago / sel acc / @pyrrhe

            you are not wrong. the people may not sing your praises as you walk through the streets but behind closed doors and the safety of tweets they scream your name, craving the blood for those who have failed them for so long. a chorus of voices crying out in misery. 

             heroism, at it’s core is based in self sacrifice. based in the honor of selfless desires to help. for saving those who can not help themselves. the pinnacle of human hope, to save, to protect, to love the masses with the hand that saves them. to expect no compensation. pure selflessness. 

              what you see before you is not heroism, what is splayed out on the ground bloodied by your sword is a poor imitation. a corruption of the ideal that means so much to you. how dare he be in it for the money. the money? not because he wanted to take of himself, but because he wanted to be rich. the thought makes bile rise in your throat. how dare he call himself a hero.

                 he is not worthy of being allowed to tell your story. those who follow your cause do not deserve to be cursed by his voice shouting into the night. the world gains nothing from his life, his death will present your vision to the greater world. you’ll let another live

[yarokh]

❝ i just think the watching the candles burn is kinda… beautiful. ❞

                                        chanukah starters / acc / @pyrrhe

         izuku’s eyes shine, not only with the reflection of the chanukiah. chanukah is the festival of lights, a celebration to feel warmth in the lengthening nights of winter. the perfect holiday for someone who is half-hot and half-cold. izuku wraps his arms shouto, lifting him lightly in the air with joy.

           there’s so much joy in his face. an element that has wrought so much misery into shouto’s life is something he can find any kind of beauty in now. let alone in just watching. love pumps through his heart and into his veins. perhaps this is how holidays are supposed to feel like. he’s never understood the celebrate at the end of so many jewish holidays. but watching shouto’s face right now, he finally. he understands.

[yarokh]

[ sms ] → i got kicked out of Barns and Nobles cuz i put all the bibles in the fiction section

                                                text meme / acc / @regnoi

              [ sms → trigon’s daughter ? ] did you go on reddit yet today

[yarokh]

Dear past me,

                                            dear whoever / acc / @tenebroum

                    dear past me,

      you were, right. i don’t want to give away too much about the life you’re going to experience because so much of it is important for you to figure out as it comes. but do not be scared. you’re going to be just fine. you can do it, as long as you don’t give up there’s hope for you.

     but even if i’m scared about ruining things from happening the way it was supposed to be. but i’ve got a couple of things i want to let you know ahead of time. keep an eye on tenya, if he starts to slip away make sure he knows that you care about him. you’re gonna worry your mom. she loves you and she does have your best interests at heart, don’t ignore her. and most importantly, you have legs too.

                                       the best,

                                                 the hero, deku.

                          ps the names feels right, you just gotta grow into it.

[yarokh]

“ We deserve rest, even if for one night. ”

                                   lost meme / acc if you can find it / @pyrrhe​

             izuku’s presses his face into his hands. the room feels so small right now. he needs to run, to move, to fight with everything he has. there are marks on his wrists where one for tore his arms apart. improper integration, all might had said as recovery girl had tried to knit his arm bones together. he does get the urge to push shouto away right now. izuku having another injury is not something that he needs right now. 

             he’s avoiding shouto’s eyes, knows if he looks up even for a second that he’s going to cave to shouto and rest despite the fact that he’s healed enough to be at work. despite recovery girl’s protests about the state of arms. they were not broken anymore just sore now. he could deal with sore while fighting. shouto’s words waft into his ears and with a small smile meant to reassure, his slide up to his classmate’s face.

              his eyes slide over the worn metal slightly dull metal of shouto’s face grafts, before a brown and an artificial eye capture his gaze holding it there. they stare at each other for a second before izuku sighs. he feels so restless, there are people who need saving and those people should not have to wait for him to pass a stupid test to be able to help them. sleeping is a waste of their time.

                but, he is tired. the day hurt, the day exhausted him, and how can save people if he can barely lift his head. he’s run himself into the ground these past few days and they’re still only in training. he needs to learn how to handle his life better. he leans forward a little, pressing his sleepy forehead to shouto’s shoulder. 

[yarokh]

all might has died.

                                          they’re dead jim / @allmiighty

         he falls to his knees. the world spins and twists, he’s got gran torino’s arms around his waist. he feels weak again. quirkless again like the world has fallen around him in ways that he can never recover from. he can see all for one, turn to izuku. staring into soul into a depth he did not know existed.

                                ❝ hello, my son. enjoying my show? ❞

            the words are not from all might. all for one has turned his hero, his real father. the one who put time and effort into raising him. into caring for him. into loving him as his own even when he did not have to. no the words are from all for one. 

             gnarled scared arms reach for all might, for his father not for the monster that gave him half of his dna. oh god half of his dna is all for one’s? he’s noted before how similiar tooru and his facial features and expressions were. he had never thought. he had never considered. or had he and he denied? he wants to scream. 

             but more than a scream he he wants to feel all might’s hug for one last time. to tell him that he loves him. to tell him that he’s really his father and it doesn’t matter who made him. but it’s too late.

             he’ll never get a good bye. never a real one, all might was gone before all for one ever started speaking. it’s over. he’ll never feel a real father’s love ever again. so he let’s gran torino pull him away. he’s had brushes before. he’s seen it a couple of times, he’s known that all might would not last forever. he knew that but still. he breaks.

              tears spill down his face in ways they have not in years. his hands are still reaching out to all might, to his father. he’s going to call him dad every day for the rest of his life. he should have already done that. how could have been so blind. as gran torino races away he can see the outline of all for one’s smile. it’ll be the last one izuku ever allows him to make in his presence. he does not know how similar he is to another young man decades earlier being dragged away from a bloodied mess that had one been a loving parent by this same man.

             blood of the covenant is thicker than water of the womb after all

[yarokh]

‘ hc ‘ + movies

                                hc + word meme  / acc / @unsuccesscr​

                         movies.

            even as an adult the gaudy golden capes and cheese soaked dialogue of hero movies brought a smile to every muscle in his face. he wants to be a hero. he wants to be what is good. he wants to be what is right, not just for the moral high ground, not for the notoriety but for the genuine and honest goal of helping those in need. he can feel joy and hope in every smile. he can see frustration in punches thrown. he can feel vindication in positive understanding. he loves to see hero movies at sixteen the same way he did at six.

              as time trudges along, as powers and technology grow and develop. speeding past the universe a zig zagging trajectory science fiction and scientific fact scew each other. creating and unmaking the world into things those would not suspect. he likes space westerns and their grungy hard worked view of the future. he likes space operas, he likes the galactic importance of being chosen. he loves scifi so much it spreads an infectious joy across his face everytime he turns on netflix.

[yarokh]

Tenya has died (>:3c)

                                    you’ve died meme / sel acc / @atelotic

     he had just stumbled in, spent the past eight hours running around the city. villains like natural distasters to attack all the chaos mean heroes are busy. there aren’t enough of them to handle both no matter how hard you try. izuku knows this. he’d been fighting a toxic chainsaw wannabe for two of them and every inch of his body feels like it’s going to fall over. 

      then his manager pulls him aside placing what’s supposed to be a comforting hand on his shoulder. the fingers feel like they’re made of lead. tenya cannot be gone. his best friend of more than a decade can’t be gone. the world cannot just implode like that in this moment. they were going to hang out tomorrow. they were going to go lunch and that place that has their rookie cards as the menu covers. they were going to spend new years together with ochako and shouto. 

     he does not say anything just sits. sits and thinks about all the times they have helped each other. the years that they had been friends. the smile on tenya’s face when he succeeded at a challenge. he places his face in his hands tears running down his face like a pair of miserable waterfalls. not just a friend. his best friend.  

     loss is a part of a hero’s life isn’t it. izuku felt it’s powerful cold fingers grip around his heart twice now. once with nighteye and once with all might. but he’s never felt it with his friends before. he’s never been pulled aside by a person at his agency and told to sit down because they worst case scenario is no longer something that just keeps him up at night has just rocked his heart. it cannot be tenya. that’s just not true. it can’t be true. 

        he excuses himself for a moment. standing up and essentiially locking himself in the nearest bathroom stall phone already out. he doesn’t expect someone to pick up iida’s phone at the first ring. tensei’s miserable voice reaches his lonely ear and his heart reshatters. it’s over isn’t it?

[yarokh]

❝ shalom! ❞

                                       chanukah starters / acc / @selfcoded

         he blinks, it’s unusual to hear to for the word outside of his incredibly small shul or his friend group. so forgive him when he jumps a full three feet in the air at hearing it before landing in with a nervous smile. he’s proud of his judaism, it’s a piece of him that matters but one he only recently started exploring along side shouto.

           still it does not settle the nerves in his stomach. he’s spoken to his jewish grandmother enough to feel the fear in her voice when she mentions. he thinks about his mother tucking his chai into his shirt when he was too little understand. 

            he forces his shoulders to relax, auntie mo is someone all might trusts, that nana trusts, and as their family he trusts her too. they probably told her to say that anyway. unless she’s jewish, okay a pretty big part of him does hope that she’s jewish. he does not know enough other jews. 

                                         ❝chag sameach. ❞

[yarokh]

“ They’re so mysterious and beautiful and I think I wanna figure out what’s going on up there.” / from rin

                                       inbox promo / sel acc / @daimnas​

                 the stars are so far away. he doesn’t feel the same pull to them as ochako’s does. no he’s a son of the earth and the sun, his place is here and always will be. still that does not stop him from watching rin with the a twinkle in his eyes. there’s hope and joy and it fills his stomach with warmth.

                   the sparkle reminds him of ochako. the way she reaches towards the glittering lights above her and prays to that one day she’ll be good enough. that she can be the hero who touches them and makes them prouder than neil armstrong ever could. he wonders if rin feels that drive. 

                     he turns eyes from the sky to rin’s face. scanning every detail for the same emotions. maybe he can help one day. 

[yarokh]

may i offer you a sky forme shaymin in this trying time?

                                 who’s that pokemon? / acc / @vocalcontrol

lucario ( sort of. it’s definitely still a riolu though )

shaymin.

                     honestly even if it isn’t a rabbit. it’s still him and he cannot say no to it.