#Can’t drag me under/Too long I’ve been on the run || Finley Well

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@modeinthemiddle asked:

You're how tall? - Mode - 5 ft 10

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"To be fair, I'm taller than most of the population, save those who either have gigantism or a Quirk that improves their height..."

"I'm the perfect height to hide my face in your chest!" ...Fin you said that out loud.

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They silently slid their phone across the counter, the message in their notes app reading loud and clear:

[ORDER: Two cheesy roll ups, big nacho fries, extra cheese sauce, medium baja blast freeze. Please and thank you. ^^]

The cashier glanced to the phone, then to Fin.

"...what would you like to order?" Fin nervously reached out a hand- tapping the phone screen. They meant no disrespect- but they felt like they were about to cry. They weren't good at being at the mall on a busy day- and all the noise had all but killed their ability for speech. They could all but feel the looks from strangers, their anxiety spiking- further squeezing their throat. "---What would you like to order?" The cashier was now, quite actively, ignoring Fin's phone.

Fuck, they could feel tears trying to gather. Please, just read the phone...!

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[ @chxrgebxltmeltdown || Replied for a panic-attack-stricken Fin.]

Why'd it have to happen during school hours? Why did it have to happen while they were supposed to be overseeing a class? They'd barely managed to excuse themself- mumbling something to Aizawa while they were still capable, before all but dashing out the doors of the observation room. Fin was clinging to their own arms- fingers with nails bitten too short to cut digging into their own skin.

They could feel it coming. That horrible wave- burning towards their mind and their heart. Fin bit back a whimper- dashing further away from the doors, around a corner. No one could hear them here, right? No one would see. No one would notice the little newbie Pro, breaking down.

I'm sorry.--- What for? Why was it always that phrase?-- They flinched, their heart quick to start ticking upwards. I'm sorry. The yawning abyss, staring back in their mind- devouring them whole. They could practically feel gravity increasing- locking them in place, their mouth opening in a wordless cry. I'M SORRY- but it didn't change the outcome, did it?

They sat, shivers beginning to rack their body. They'd randomly twitch- suddenly snapping one way, then the other. Their whimpers grew in volume, until their voice began to slip out- quiet. Scared. Broken. The shattered remains as they were ripped apart inside their own head.

"I'm sorry---...! I'm sorry,- please--- I'm sorry, sorry- sorry sorry sorry...!" There was nothing to ground them. No outside presence, no living thing that could respond. That could pull them from this place. This darkness, despite the lights of the underground facility. They couldn't think- just whisper, like a lost prayer--- "--I'm sorry sorry sorry,---please--please stop,- sorry,---I'm---!" Shivering, shaking, unable to even think, unable to realize the world around them as their chest began to rise and fall in heaving breaths, apologies to no one murmured into an empty, unfeeling corridor. Please stop--- why did it never stop?- Please,--- why???

They were too lost to hear the footsteps- to sense an approaching presence. Their hands had shifted- gripping at their hair, practically tugging, trying to pull it out- anything. ANYTHING, to feel something.

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It had been a relatively normal day..as normal as things got, now that Yagi and Fin had somewhat(?) befriended a strange Quirk-holder kid who went by 'Cody'. It had been maybe a week since the teen had started crashing in an empty dorm in the faculty's dorm building, and the two were out and about. They had gone to buy groceries since their supplies were getting low, and it was such a bright, peaceful day...

Until an explosion rang out from a nearby street. Almost on instinct, the two were rushing over- Fin with a hand on their hidden pocket knife, and Yagi on his own recently-acquired pocket knife (he may have been retired, but Hell if he'd go down without a fight). The two paused, however, as they came across the street in question... And the child currently going haywire.

"We needa calm that kid down...!" Before more damage was done. The duo let go of their handles,- Yagi rushing to knock a civilian out of the way before he could get crushed by a light pole, while Fin shot forward- hands latching onto two youths that were standing stock-still, staring at the scene.

"Y'gotta move, kids!"

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"I'm less afraid of you than I am of just...people." It wasn't the easiest thing in the world- not for someone who sometimes broke down in tears in open malls. Fin was by no means a social person- but that wouldn't stop them from trying to at least confirm to this place's rules. "It's pretty cool that your customers are willing to do that- though, I guess they wouldn't get their meals otherwise." A small chuckle at the thought- lighthearted, without a hint of mean intent.

"...people...need forms just to use their Quirks in their own place of business?" The mate didn't really keep up on Quirk laws- not much point to it. "...to a degree it makes sense, but also...oof." They couldn't imagine the legal nightmare it must be for some.

"It did take some time- but it was well worth the trouble." Yama hummed, eyes sliding for a moment towards Himiko. A faint smile on that face- or at least an attempt thereof, given the jaw injury. Once he had the order, he set about to working on it- attention jumping to the mirrors, to the kitchen.

"...th-....THANK YOU!"

Well. They'd be dying, now- Fin had tried to get their voice to a normal volume after barely a squeak of sound- but what resulted,...sounded more like it belonged on a stage without a mic. They could've died- would've preferred it, admittedly. Fin practically sank into their seat, feeling their cheeks color slightly.

They reached for a pair of chopsticks, taking them apart before picking up a bit of steak and taking a bite.- Oh. It was juicy and delicious, the flavor too much to ignore- and they were already aiming to kidnap the next slice.

"...sorry,- I,...anyway." No easy way around that blunder, in their own head. It'd be repeating tonight, where they would undoubtedly die of shame ten times over. "---this's really good." Well. That was a start. "What's th' name of this place, again?" Absolutely dragging Yagi here, sometime. No doubt in their mind.

And pulling out their phone- they had a number to exchange, after all.

"Well, some people are a bit too afraid of me. I'm the only one that works here constantly, so my customers have stepped up to help me, since I can't really come and get orders myself." Yama nodded, looking back up and away from the pair. People tended to be on the wary side of him, so he made do with what he could. Customers that helped him earned a small discount on their orders. It was a good deal for everyone, and seemed to draw in people who were curious about being allowed to 'yell across the restaurant at the chef'. The food itself kept people coming in. Some people just liked to watch him work, with his system of mirrors.

"Yeah! Yama-ojisan has been around for a while. He went through a lot to get a license to use his Quirk in his restaurant, 'cause of the laws." Himiko bounced in place, smiling happily at her Oji-san.

Once their food was ready, the girl ran over to get their tray of food, carefully taking it to their table after a light scolding from Yama.

"Enjoy your food, you two!" It seemed that Himiko had let him know that he needed to be louder, and the minotaur waved, before cleaning up a bit and attending to other customers. "Tanuki, don't try this time, okay?"

Himiko's steak was actually on the side, already cooked to how she wanted, cut into pieces for easy consumption. Fin's was cut up similarly, but already in their bowl.

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@chxrgebxltmeltdown asked:

“…..my hand is stuck in the pringles tube, please help????” Denki most definitely does have a pringles tube stuck on his arm… and a good portion of his forearm has been successfully shoved in it.

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He wasn't even sure if he should ask, at this point. No, instead, Yagi moved forward- a hand wrapping around the tube, the other around what portion of Denki's arm wasn't trapped inside the cardboard.

"On three, young Kaminari. One, two, THREE--!" He yanked, hearing the satisfying POP as the youth's arm was forcibly pulled free- though his grip faded off the pringles can mid-pull. He felt it slide- and then it was gone, whacking into the wall of the teacher dorm's living room with a small THWCK.

"Valid question, kid...how'd you even get your hand stuck in that t'begin with?" Fin moved to pick up the can where it had fallen- already making a beeline for the trash in the corner to toss the thing out. "Were y'tryin' t'see how much of your arm would fit in it, or somethin'...?" They'd be lying if they said they'd never thought of (and attempted) similar...though Fin had never managed to get their arm stuck in said attempts.

"...does your arm feel alright, kid?"

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@bakenochi asked:

Knocking on Fin's door, panting, Himiko was trembling. It's hard to stay on her feet.

"C'mon...Fin....please open the door-" Blood dripped to the ground, some hers, some not. The door opened, finally, and she almost cried in relief. "Your apartment was closer, I'm sorry-"

She stumbled, knife dropping from her hand, her body going down next.

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They'd just finished eating their own meal (yet another night of takeout), halfway through changing into night attire when they'd heard a knock on the door- then the bell- another knock. Prism took off at the bell, as did Fin- though in opposing directions. It didn't take more than a few seconds for them to barrel down the steps, the door opening- it's never hard to tell when something's an emergency. Not with the amount of banging and bell-ringing that had been going on, though the knocks had grown fainter with every iteration. A reason to practically run, tear through their own apartment until they'd flung the door open to ask just what was happening- and hazel eyes landed on that bloodied frame.

"Toga--?!" And she was falling. Thank God for fast reaction times- they'd already been trying to remember where their first aid kit was. Crimson painted their arms and shirt as they tried to hold the girl upright. Thank God for their boost. "--the Hell happened---? I- nevermind- just-" And they were trying to hold her, trying to help her practically stumble into their apartment without a second thought, the knife only barely on their mind. "---c'mon,- I'll get you cleaned up, dear." A fraction of that southern hospitality bleeding through.

Fin had seen plenty of beaten up bodies in their life- plenty of downed enemies and their own bruised and bloodied frame when they were younger- but to see someone they cared about in such a state,...it was nearly enough to make their blood boil. Whoever had done this to her,...they'd pay if they tried again, Fin was certain.

"I've got you." They wouldn't hear a word of protest- even if one was uttered, Fin didn't stop. They didn't care as crimson dribbled onto the wooden floorboards, as they attempted to get their friend up the steps. She was just a kid, she didn't deserve to endure this. They'd fight anyone on that point.

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"Maybe you should take that 'crash course' the kids are doing..."

"I don't make fucking abominations to man, I just burn everything I try to cook..."

"....think about that sentence for one minute, love..."

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"I'm certain, young Shinsou. I will keep watch while you two rest." If anyone wanted to hold detention, he'd ask them to use another classroom today. Oh, the minor abuses of his power... "...rest well."

He yawns, though he doesn't lay down until he's sure the other has fallen asleep. And only then does he release his hold. He rubs his eyes, glancing at the other adult in the room with tired eyes. "Wanted to help Mx Fin,,, they've helped me before,, so I wanted to help them,,"

He smiles the faintest bit, settling into the blankets with a soft sigh of a sound. "Are,, you really sure it's okay for me to nap too,,?" He's already half asleep as he asks, his words cut off with another yawn.

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"...'m sorry, can y'please look at me n' say that again...?"

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It had been a rather quiet day, yet again..so Fin and Yagi had decided to walk about town. The tall blond still got a few odd stares, and every now and again, someone would walk up wanting an autograph. It had taken the world time to get used to Yagi as he was now- and while the whispers of 'the Symbol of the Dead' weren't exactly welcome...it was better that than All for One in the streets.

"What do you say to dropping by Smoothie King before we head back to the school?" Yagi's suggestion hadn't been in the air for more than a second when he bumped into something- or rather, someone. He took a stumbling step back, his smile instantly transforming to apologetic as he raised his hands. "Ah- sorry about that! I didn't mean to bump into you."

Huh....Fin wasn't exactly the best at Heroes, but this one...didn't look familiar. They'd seen a few ever since their rise in Hero society, but they had yet to see one that looked so...robotic? It wasn't like Ingenium or his younger brother, Ida- this felt...different.

Their eyes flickered towards the nearby store the stranger had stepped out of- revealing an interior beyond the door that very much wasn't what could be seen through the glass. They immediately jumped towards it- but the door slammed closed before they could catch it.

"Shit...!"

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"This doesn't bode well..." Yagi had felt the nonexistent drop in his chest, as if the world had suddenly shifted slightly down. "--...shit." It occurred to him only then why the streets had been so free of people- why they'd looked so familiar.

"Somethin' wr-..." Fin's question trailed off as they exited the building- stepping back onto the street. It had been a store that opened on both sides, so Fin hadn't thought anything of it...but stepping out the other end, they physically stumbled for a moment. That shift....

"....young Kaminari..." The male's voice was quiet for a moment, blue hues landing on a child he recognized from U. A.- but there was the faintest thing wrong, something he couldn't put his finger on. "Young man!" He called out that time, actually lifting a hand to wave. If nothing else, he could ask what city he and Fin were now in- there was no telling if they'd been spat out at the same location, or a different one.

And he wasn't about to risk saying 'Kaminari' loud enough for the hero-in-training to hear- no, he wasn't sure about the circumstances of this place...but he made a mental note to have the building the two had wandered into marked off, back home.

If the two got back.

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Nothing to sign with...Yagi slowly turned his head back to the glass, unfocused hues slipping slowly between it and Enji. Was this why he was on fire?...because he hadn't signed the glass...?

"...sssss------orrow?...sorrow...no, nah sorrow..." He shook his head. Similar word--- not sorrow. So difficult to reach...! "...no pen..." He barely managed to squeeze the glass. Was it his arm?-- Had to be- but the weird thing at the end-- hand?- Thing. It was--?....

Oh. They'd threatened Earth's current No. 1 over the phone.

Hah....fuck. They would have cared less were it not for the fact they were in his agency right now- and he was helping Yagi. Disrespect when they technically owed him...was a bad move.

"...miss, I didn't know who All Might was until he flat-out told me." Despite being the 'Quirkless Hero' themself,...Fin really didn't bother with Hero culture- Hero names- any of it. Once Yagi had fallen off the board...they cut it off again- they'd only really gained knowledge of his career, no one else's... "...I'mma have to apologize to him...I thought he'd kidnapped Yagi..."

Enji raised an eyebrow. Was he planning on signing the glass? If it wasn't for the fact he had been drugged that would be weirdly adorable. Hibiki paused looking surprised, "You... You don't know who Endeavor is? The man who until recently was the number 2 hero under only All Might?" She breathed in and paused, "Well currently number 1 hero aside he is the one who runs this agency."

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Fin sighed quietly, glancing off towards the side at the comment.

"...thanks." They didn't believe her, but it was nice to hold on to all the same. The brunet wasn't willing to look at Mode as the two walked side-by-side, feeling the breeze moments after it danced through the tree leaves nearby.

"Well...yeah." He couldn't let anyone know about the extent of what his Quirk was, after all. "But Yagi is quiet from time to time...and it's not that awkward silence where I'm tryin' to find somethin' to say. It's always...nice. I guess he just likes having some time where he doesn't have to speak, since he's so used to having to pick and choose his words with the public." Though Fin hoped that Toshi never felt like he had to pick and choose his words around them...that was probably asking too much.

"...y-yeah...apparently,...his eyes glow when he experiences a really intense emotion...I'm pretty sure it's a side affect.." And by God, did that make their heart skip every time.-- Well. Their face was blazing now. Fuck. "--It's so cool."

"...'m not 'cute'. But...thanks. It's kinda hard not to be smitten for him..." Fin grinned a little. "...I hope you get to find someone too, Mode.- You're the best catch I know, after all!" They turned their head towards the other, smiling up at her. "And if anyone ever breaks your heart, lemme know and I'll stab 'em." They were joking, of course...

They were just glad Mode was willing to put up a little with them rambling- even if it was over their simple love life.

"Oh! Do y'wanna head to the cafeteria? I heard Lunch Rush was making boba tea for whoever heads in today." And they'd absolutely be trying to snag some with popping pearls instead of tapioca... While it wasn't the least quiet place to hang out, it was still food- without having to venture into the streets right now. The last thing Fin wanted was a paparazzi swarm.

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"....I heard you wanted to see me..." Fin's voice was quiet as they stepped into the cell. They'd had their knife taken from their person, just in case the villain before them tried to take it...though they couldn't help but think 'with what'. Even knowing all he'd done to Eri, the kid they'd helped in the rescue of...they couldn't help but feel the faintest tinge sorry for him.

Locked in a cell,- both of his arms gone...the ways to manifest his Quirk, erased- stuck in this place where there was no human interaction save maybe the guards at meal times..

"...so here I am, Overhaul." They knew his name- Kai Chisaki- but they weren't about to use it without him saying they could. This situation felt so strange- to be called to a villain's- a total stranger's- cell. "One of the small players in the raid that destroyed your base..leaves a mate wonderin', 'why me'." Despite their blank expression, their tone remained as light as they could get it...trying to offer what hint of humanity they could to the one who forsook it for his ideals..

They couldn't even hear the thunder outside...not in here, in this brightly-lit white cell.- In this place where the gods put their worst...

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First day of school...Fin hadn't really been thinking too much about it, to be honest. Outside of hiding from the kids who went to do their first round of Hero course training, they'd mostly stayed away...until the final bell had rung, and they were all but sure a grand majority of the students had gone home. That was when they'd been wandering the halls of U. A.,...

And spotted a student, still in the halls. Their head tilted slightly, letting their pace increase from its moderately-slow walk to a more average speed.

"Kid? Whatcha still doin' on school grounds? Didn't th' bells ring...I'unno, an hour ago?" They slipped their phone out of their pocket- eyes sliding over the time before finding the teen's visage again. Their phone was once more pocketed, head tilting slightly to the side. "Y'waitin' on someone?" Although this didn't seem like 'waiting for someone'...

More like 'getting the courage to leave'. But- Fin had never been that good at reading people unless they were actively threatening them, so...who were they to judge?

"...or do y'need a minute...?" They stopped short of the edge of a safe distance, far enough away to quickly leave if it was wanted- or walk closer if they thought it was needed.