#1touchk0

[haltquirk]

[ from here with @1touchk0 ]

     “Almost as impressive as how you won’t give up no matter how many times we push you and your little gang back. There comes a time when you just need to give it a rest, you know.”

[karitxriki-a]

❝ You're playing a game. The question is…who are you playing against? ❞

INTERESTDELUGES GOLDEN HUES, latex-lined fingers intertwining and resting just belowthe chin in manmade support. His guest is not necessarily one of which he’s everfavored; simply put, Shigaraki Tomura holds use to Overhaul for the sole reason of numbers:Numbers of subordinates he has, numbers of bodies he can provide towards hiscause. A moment’s hesitation musters a gentle hum that rolls from his throat ( coaxed out smoothly, yetwith curt precision, devoid of commonplace hospitality ), finding himself unable to restrict the upward tug of his brow, arched with scrutiny.

“Allthings considered, I wouldn’t classify my endeavors as a game,” he respondswith precision, half-lidded eyes studying the figure sitting before him up and down, an air of condescension lurking in his tongue; “this isn’t actually a game of shogi,merely a parallel. I do hope you don’t consider all of your ventures akin to recreation.”

His head slowly cocks to the side, attention ever fixed upon the young man before him as if his gaze is a glue, tirelessly remaining attached to whomever it sets upon. “Forgive me if I’m presuming too much saying this, Shigaraki.” His voice isstill level, a slow sigh rolling from behind an infamously-beaked mask, once-twined hands now liberated to gesture towards his company – “But you speak as if you’re second guessing my intentions.”

“Don’ttell me you’ve grown nervous, now.”

[goldgoggles]

✋ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

hold aizawa’s hand | @1touchk0

     oh shit oh fuck oh shit oh fuck  – he immediately tries to pull away, thinking of what shigaraki did to his elbow. “no – !!” 

[curatcr]

1touchk0 replied to your post: “If there’s something ugly on your face, why not...

“So you’re admitting there’s something ugly in there.”

“I don’t recall claiming otherwise.”

[kuronomancer]

Closet Monsters: Does your muse hide any aspects of their personality/life from others?

Fear-Themed Headcanon Questions

Closet Monsters: Does your muse hide any aspects of their personality/life from others?

Hari’s life is made of this. Unlike Chisaki and some other villains, Hari ended up stockpiling emotions under a facade that consists on more emotions. The best way to describe this would be like an onion. What most people see by the way he acts and says is the outer layer, and sometimes they can peel it out a bit, but it takes work to get to his core. Once you get there, you see that he hides a lot of fear and anxiety about his work and his place in the yakuza, along with deep devotion towards Chisaki - so deep that it scares him.

[le1000000]

1touchk0 replied to your post: “Tag your swearing posts so Eri can’t see them!...

“Fuck you.”

“I’M CALLING THE POLICE.”

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CHARACTER FLAWS

absent-minded | abusive | addict | adrenaline junkie | aggressive | aimless | alcoholic | angsty | anxious | arrogant | audacious | bad liar | big mouth | bigot | blindly loyal | blunt | bossy | brooding | callous | childish | chronic heroism | cheater | clingy | closed off | clumsy | cocky | codependent | cold | competitive | controlling | corrupt | cowardly | cruel | cynical | deceptive | delinquent | delusional | dependent | depressed | deranged | disloyal | ditzy | egotistical | envious | erratic | fickle | finicky | fixated | flaky | frail | fraudulent | foul mouthed | guilt complex | gloomy | gluttonous | gossiper | gruff | grudge holding | gullible | hedonistic | humorless | hypochondriac | hypocritical | idealist | idiotic | ignorant | immature | impatient | incompetent | indecisive | infamy | insecure | insensitive | lazy | lewd | liar | loud | lustful | manipulative | masochistic | meddlesome | melodramatic | money-loving | moody | naive | neglectful | nervous | nosy | ornery | outsider | overprotective | overly sensitive | paranoid | passive-aggressive | perfectionist | pessimist | petty | power-hungry | proud | possessive | practical | pushover | rebellious | reckless | reclusive | remorseless | rigid | rude | sadistic | sarcastic | senile | selfish | self-destructive | self-martyr | shallow | skeptic | smart-ass | snobby | softhearted | sore loser | spineless | spiteful | spoiled | stubborn | suspicious | taciturn | tactless | temperamental | timid | thief | traitorous | trouble-maker | trust issues | unathletic | ungracious | unlucky | unsophisticated | untrustworthy | vain | volatile | wasteful | withdrawn | workaholic

Bold the ones that apply to your character.

Italicize the ones that sort of apply.

tagged by: @shiinoyo tagging: @icy-hotpatch @1touchk0 @stormwcnd @steelhardpecs and anyone else who sees it!

[2ash-s]

cont. @1touchk0

a lot of things in his reception are deliberate. true and prominent is resignation, the rest is his to harbor. none of it is known to the league successor, nor should be. but the prospect does, however, rise as a concern ; one more secret hid under his supine exterior. because he might be apt at guarding these things, but his home? how reflective is the white paint on these walls, how many details can be read like a journal? 

he eyes the gaunt, dripping man in his genkan. he’s got to roll with it now--- but that’s what he’s best at. a thumb is pointed to the side, a clear direction spoken; “ straight to the washroom, mop. ” then, with a cock of his chin, he addresses the soaked cloth clinging to his skeletal frame. “ hang those there n’ change. i’ll borrow. wait a sec. ”

his place is tiny but uncluttered. it doesn’t take long to fetch everything--- a few barefoot steps on laminate, sliding of a cabinet, shuffles, rewind--- and a stack is held out, belt on top. 

“ no whinin’ about them not fitting. and if you ash anythin’ i’ll roast you black. otherwise, welcome. be my guest, mops. ”

his hands retract into the loose pockets of his jeans, and he stands back ( he has questions, but they can wait ) to watch the other, fish for any visible trails of thoughts--- is this anything you expected? everything is tidy, organized ( he’s used to it. he couldn’t live with less ) with an eye to small comforts--- finished tea and comic books next to his futon. telling details like his reading glasses on the counter. black dye on the edge of his small bathtub, bleach to keep it clean. medical supplies stacked there in the cabinet. mechanical guidebooks for different vehicles stacked away. an acoustic guitar in one corner.

waiting for tomura, he leaves water to heat on the stove. he then snatches the lone instrument, flops down on his futon and starts playing. 

[fooresight-blog]

“Now’s our chance! You ready?”

//I believe so! Thank you!

[thegangorca-blog]

@1touchk0 II SC

“I guess all your sketchy behavior makes sense now.”

Who would have thought the individual that had caught his eye walking through the crowds would turn out to be a League of Villain member and its current leader. This is an opportunity that shouldn’t be wasted as taking down the head would help to boast public morale of heroes. Also ease some of the fears that have been slowly rising since All Might’s retirement. Kugo was glad he wait for him to move away from the crowds before speaking.  

“Did you really think you could move freely without all current heroes being on the lookout for you and your members considering all the trouble you all have caused. It’s time to pay for your crimes.”  

[haltquirk]

im so amazed that i got to 500+ followers?? thats like. 500 people who enjoy my writing and my interpretation of this greasy bitch and want to see more of whatever the hell kind of content i make. thats incredible to me. that blows me away. i think i said at some point id do this when i hit 500 so here we are!! wow.

now im gonna love on people under the cut

The Disaster Squad:

riven, our wonderful cofounder, who doesnt have a fuckign tumblr anymore

@ill-fxted OUR SWEET SUMMER CHILD, SO PURE TOO GOOD...

@le1000000 be drinking brick juice

@froppyhopper / @orcaganged / @ryuukyuued gets 1 free slurp

@superrncva i wish i was joking i just tried to type @/kfc here so that sucks

@1touchk0 congrats on the gleek wedding

@invisighoul funky little lesbian...........

@jxjivisha fucib superb..

@hellfyr one of the only people who can play villains without, like, ruining them

@aoinferno who was responsible for the traitor buddies plot, which was the single best rp i ever had tbh

i love all yall so much ok?? even if half of you arent on tumblr anymore i wanted to mention you so you knew i didnt forget about you or anything. ily

everyone else is gonna be people i love talking to or interacting with!! im not really close with many of yall even though id love to be, but. ayy. i can still love you from a distance

@goldgoggles / @18plushero / @dadbaku

@mindlesspurplegaze

@plusquirks

@rajionohiro

@pyrrhe / @dibbvk (these two are a PACKAGE DEAL!!!!)

@grantcrino / @vainsiren

@manicvoice

@toshyagi

@spentpeace

@ohaul

@iimperium

@pantodinamos

@smcsh

@grndzeros

@voiceheroradio

i TRIED to be brave with my list but i know theres some people i was kinda worried about adding since we havent talked really and im a shy bitch but this is definitely not an exhaustive list!! its kinda short because I Have No Memory and im sleepy, but yeah!!!

thank all of you SO MUCH!!!

[karitxriki-a]

[ @1touchk0 | continued from ( x ). ]

CENSORIOUSLY, OVERHAUL KNITS HIS eyebrows, stare as scalding as fire hitting his guest with deadly precision, a slow exhale rolling from his nostrils. The antsy nature of Shigaraki will always be something the yakuza disapproves of, perhaps shown by the rather disconnected expression engraved upon his face ( as if of marble statue, distance almost always lurking in lifeless eyes ) combating the curl of lip forming on Tomura ( so wry, as if carrying mischief wherever it went ).

In all honesty, he despises it – but then again, his company truly does present himself in juvenile air. It’s shocking enough that his organization ( dare he even call such a chaotic bunch that term? ) has survived for so long, shroud in disarray and chaos, no less with such impressive number. He’d pin it on sheer luck, nothing more.

“Not ‘who’ –” A slow answer, thoughtfully tasted in his lips, leaning back upon plush seating, a lazy wave of hand to emphasize his correction – “but ‘what’. That would be more accurate terminology.” A tilt of head, glimmer of eye. “The only thing I’d like to pierce a bullet through, as you say, is justice. Morality – or, at least, the skewed perception of how most everyone sees it. Integrated corruption resting in civilization must be cleansed.”

No longer does amusement linger in his tongue – tone dropped, a low voice pouring from a hidden mouth with eerie apathy. “Destruction, in this sense, is necessary – I think you and I both can agree that society’s current state is in desperate need for reformation.”

[goldgoggles]

@1touchk0 from x

He only keeps his grip tight for a second, then just letting Aizawa jerk away with a shit-eating grin sneaking out from behind the hand on his face.

“Now that wasn’t cool at all, Eraser. Don’t have any time for your fans?”

he didn’t even see shigaraki in the crowd; is he losing his grip? shōta shakes his hand, activating his quirk. god. that had been terrifying -- and he hates to admit even THAT. “you came alone? FOOLISH.” brush it off, brush it off --

[curatcr]

handwriting meme

tagged by: ;) @shiinoyo tagging: @1touchk0 and everyone else on this baby blog

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TAGGED BY: @shiinoyo the great and powerful

TAGGING: (OPTIONAL)   @1touchk0 @dignitied @cconstruct @stormwcnd @icy-hotpatch & @lowkeyunhinged

famous first lines of poetry pt. 1: BOLD the ones that apply to your muse. REPOST. DON’T REBLOG.

i saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked   // tyger tyger, burning bright   //   i have done it again.  //   do not go gentle into that good night  //   the sea is calm to-night.   //   let us go then, you and i,  //   april is the cruelest month,   //  pretty women wonder where my secret lies.   //   there is a place where the sidewalk ends  //   i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)  //   two roads diverged in a yellow wood,   //   whose woods these are i think i know   //   let us twain walk aside from the rest;   //   once upon a midnight dreary, while i pondered, weak and weary,   //  i taught myself to live simply and wisely   //   it so happens i am sick of being a man   //   i wandered lonely as a cloud   //   does it dry up like a raisin in the sun?  //   o my luve is like a red, red rose   //   o captain! my captain! our fearful trip is done;   //   out of the night that covers me,   //   it was many and many a year ago,   //   you may write me down in history   //   do not stand at my grave and weep   //   some say the world will end in fire  //   some say in ice.   //   hope is the thing with feathers  //   the wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,   //   no man is an island,  //   remember me when i am gone away,   //   i met a traveler from an antique land   //   ‘twas brillig, and the slithy toves   //   this is thy hour o soul,   //   we wear the mask that grins and lies,   //   death be not proud,   //   and death shall have no dominion.   //   laugh, and the world laughs with you;  //   the art of losing isn’t hard to master;   //   to see a world in a grain of sand  //   is there anybody there? said the traveller  //   nobody heard him, the dead man,   //   that crazed girl improving her music.   //   come to me in the silence of the night;   //   where the mind is without fear and the head is held high   //   when you are old and grey and full of sleep,   //   in flanders’ fields the poppies blow   //   i thought of you and how you love this beauty   //   life, believe, is not a dream  //   it may be misery not to sing at all,   //   if tarry space no limit knows   //   come live with me and be my love,   //   had we but world enough and time,   //   my heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains my sense   //   bright star, would i were steadfast as thou art-   //   thou still unravish’d bride of quietness   //  how do i love thee? let me count the ways.   //   heaven is what i cannot reach!  //   my dear, my dear, i know   //   in visions of the dark night   //   shall i compare thee to a summers day?   //   break, break, break   //   she walks in beauty,   //   i had a dream, which was not all a dream.  //   he clasps the crag with crooked hands

[2ash-s]

@1touchk0 replied to your post “ ‘Sup, Tommy Boy? ”  @ all the shigarakis out there ”

"Go staple the rest of your mouth shut."

     “ C’mon, don’t go sour-boy on me, Tommy. I’m a friend genuinely interested in your life and well-being. ”