#Through many battles/I have been tested/I’ve never failed/Never have been bested || Toshinori Yagi

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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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"Oh, no." Yagi chuckled at the thought. "No, Fin drives just fine in a regular car. If anything, they're a hint safer than most." Just a touch on the cautious side- though he supposed that probably came from the wild drivers in the states....

"You're welcome!" Fin had taken their own bottle and taken a massive swig- before heading off for their next, decidedly solo, kart.

"Don't worry, there'll be no adrenaline-junkie-shenanigans, from me." And there weren't- he was very much the opposite of his other in regards to his kart-driving, instead keeping it safe and sane. No speedy corners, no slamming the gas- simply driving appropriately, taking the time to explore the track.

“Thank you. Do they drive that bad in a regular car?” She suddenly felt bad for Yagi if so. Mode couldn’t judge too much - she didn’t know how to drive.

“Thank you.” Pe bowed a little before receiving & twisting the bottle open, drinking about half of it.

“Okay. I think I’m ready.” The woman nodded at Yagi, hoping not to regret continuing.

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"...I was wondering when you would show up again, young Chizome." Pyre waved a hand towards the other, a soft smile on his face. He wiped a small amount of sweat from his brow, moving to lean on his home's front porch railing. "Were you able to eventually stop that wayward villain you were telling Fin and I about last time, by chance?" He paused for a moment as his eyes flickered down to the drink in his hand. "Would you like me to pour you some? I just finished brewing some hibiscus tea, and it's pretty good."

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He'd noticed it for days, now- and no longer could he stand idly by. He knew he had a solid half an hour or so- long enough for a small conversation. Which was why, as the bell had rung to symbolize the end of the day and students had gotten up from their seats- he'd called out the plucky 1-B child, who had been rather uncharacteristic for a few days.

"Young Miyamoto! If I could please speak with you in private?" A few of his classmates, of course, glanced the student's way- uncertain as to why their teacher- why All Might- of all people, was asking for him. The kid wasn't exactly a troublemaker- so it had to be something else. Potentially the somber mood that hung around him at all hours,- something plenty of his classmates had been able to detect. "Move along, the rest of you- and I'll see you all tomorrow! Remember to study, I will be giving out a quiz!"

Honestly, he just got the 'quiz' business from his own U. A. days- as dusty as those were in his memories. Only once the other students had all filed out, leaving a virtually empty classroom, did he dare to turn his attention to the youth once more- fully and completely.

"Now then....has something been troubling you, young Miyamoto?"

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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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A moment was needed to place his hand to his chin in thought.

"Not entirely,- I would view myself as bi or pan. Though there are traces of 'gay' in either, so I suppose that would make my actions gay?"

"That ain't how it works, All Might!" Katsuki huffed loudly. "It's not dependent on if your partner's gay. It's if you consider yourself gay!"

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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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@kuurosakiis asked:

Ichigo didn't know how long he'd been here, hiding (coward) from the whispers of Heroes and students alike, while the Sports Festival was still on (or was it? He'd escaped after the obstacle course, whispers getting to him). His shoulders were slumped in defeat, and while he wasn't crying, it was obvious how upset he was.

That's how they'd find him.

[Unprompted? || Accepting!]

He'd heard a few of the whispers while he was out and about. It wasn't hard to listen, internally filtering- only to pause when he'd heard the name of one of his students. Young Ichigo...he was being demeaned- murmurs and comments of how the youth looked more like a villain- didn't deserve to be here. Whispers he was a bit familiar with himself, due to a visage in his True Form that made children pale and adults give him a wary side-eye.

Of course,...he couldn't let that stand. As Toshinori, there wasn't much he could do- he was just a substitute for All Might when the Hero was 'busy' on-campus, so there wasn't much of a connection there. But as All Might, maybe he could get through to the kid.

The blond's mind made up, he vanished into the hallways reserved for the staff and students of U. A.- silently slipping into a faculty lounge before transforming, smoke billowing as muscle filled out his frame. Only once he was certain he was fully there did All Might dare to leave the lounge in search of the youth. All the while, trying desperately to run over just what he'd say.

"Young Ichigo! I was wondering where you were." He might've laughed, were it not for the air around the other. Upset- not quite to tears, but definitely upset. Tread carefully. He'd do his best. "...are you alright, kid?" Not even a chance, he could figure that out on his own. But the question still tumbled from his lips as naturally as breathing. His voice had at least quieted, no longer booming- pulling back a fraction of his power to keep it from being overwhelming.

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@kibouhero asked:

"All Might! All Might!" Izuku was practically bouncing on his heels as he approached his mentor. "Is it true that you're going to the upcoming Hero Expo?!"

"I was already planning on buying tickets but if you're going, there's no way I can miss this!"

Yes, even though he saw All Might nearly every day, he was still forever a fanboy.

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The blond had turned, hearing a voice that he'd become quite familiar with in more recent times. A small smile crossed his face, offering a nod of the head.

"It is." He'd have asked how the boy caught wind of such information, but- he was All Might's number one fan. It only made sense that he knew first among the public. If anything, it was shocking he'd not dropped by sooner. "You don't need to waste money on a ticket, my boy. I can cover it." He raised a hand, shaking his head at the mere thought. "If it's something you want to attend, then I'll cover the cost. After all, I am allowed a few guests."

Though he'd have to be careful who precisely knew who his guests were. A bridge to cross another time- it would just be worth it for the youth to smile.

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"ACK-! TOSHI, WHY?!" Nori was quick to try to fight back against his brother's grip- but it wasn't exactly something he could escape from easily. It didn't help that he was roping in Fin- which meant his struggles could result in the other getting a wayward elbow or knee. His squirming faltered as they grew closer. "---Fin,-- Fin no,-!"

"On it!!!" They all but dashed over- it had been far too long (in their opinion) since they'd last heard a true laughing fit from the blond- and it was kinda hard to say no to his twin (they could never say no to that face, really). Fin's hands were quick to slide under the cover of Nori's shirt- and not a moment later, he twitched.

"I'LL GET YOU BOTH FOR THI----!" He was cut off as Fin began to wiggle their fingers- dancing along his armpits in a way that made every nerve in his body tense. "----PFFFFF-!" He tried to keep his mouth shut- but that was proving rather difficult as Fin ramped up speed. "-----PFFHAHAHAHAHAAAA----!" His kicks against his brother's legs grew substantially weaker as his laughter grew in volume.

“I think you’re right. The heat will be on Endeavor now.” He smirked at his unintentional joke. “But I guess it always has been.”

Toshi filled up the water heater & prepped Fin’s cup.

Seeing a reprieve, the twin innocently walked over then grabbed his brother’s chest & arms, trying to trap him. “Get him, Fin! Go for the ticklish spots!”

Nori wasn’t wrong - All Might had discovered another troublemaker to pick on his brother, hadn’t he?

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Yagi wheezed, his fist dragging on the ground. He'd managed to trip- over nothing, no less- and land front-first on the pavement. It wouldn't be quite so bad, if it weren't for the fact that the startle of the fall had triggered a cough...and he'd hit the ground pretty hard...so now there was a massive pool of red in front of him as he struggled to stand.

"...damnit..."

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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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Oh...God...why did his body ache-- so much more than usual?.... Yagi tried to sit up- confused when only one blanket fell from his chest. Where was the mountain he usually slept under, alongside Fin?...where were the plushies they liked- the few he adored- where was Prism?...

Bloodshot eyes slowly shifted open with a pained groan.

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Yagi went quiet for a few moments. He blinked- looking at Stai---- Chizome--- with something nearing emotional exhaustion.

"...that still won't stop me from doing everything I can, Chizome." The amount of times he'd failed the last few months rang in the back of his head. "...I've already failed too much." He let his hand drift- gripping his Words. A part of him felt selfish. Wanting to protect his other half, getting to angry seeing them injured- and each time, he had failed.-

This seemed to be something Chizome held as a personal conviction.- Emotional support for Heroes...they were sure Yagi could benefit. They uncapped the water bottle- taking a swig of their own. They had a guess what that 'failed too much' was about.

"I should have protected,...I couldn't even..." Yagi's head was starting to hang. He knew he wasn't an unkillable god. He had Words- there would always be a weak spot. A weak spot he'd failed. Twenty-three years,... "What good am I as a Hero,...if I couldn't even...protect my other half..."

His grip grew tighter. 'Symbol of Peace',...he'd saved so many lives- and he wouldn't dare wish to trade that. He'd long-made peace with the fact that there were lives out there he couldn't save- people he couldn't reach, who might beg and cry for him in vain- but the day that his other had become one of those potentials,...the day he'd realized,...when those strangers stopped being just strangers,..

He tried so hard- but if he'd failed his other half, who else had he failed? Who else went through things like that because he wasn't there?

"...last I checked, you're the best fuckin' Hero I've ever met. N' for the record, I wouldn't trade a second of my life for all the people you've saved." Yagi flinched. "Besides, I couldn't keep you safe from whoever gave you that scar. Would you call me a bad soulmate, in turn?" That earned his head snapping over. Do you regret having my Words?

"Never!-- You couldn't have known, you were still in America--- and even if you were here, I would never ask you to protect me! You would've died-"

"-n' who started bringin' me food and askin' me to eat, because I space?" He winced. "Who started making sure I took my breaks, so I didn't collapse from overworking myself?" Another wince- Yagi took a step back from the two. "Who has literally been there for me, ever since he met me?" Yagi let go of his Words, gulping. "Do you think you're not worthy of the same concern?"

Fin cast a glance to Chizome.

"....thanks for bein' willin' t' wait, by the way..." Oh, how quickly things had spiraled... Though the 'emotional support vigilante's' last words were still echoing in their head. Were there consequences to come from Yagi acting like this? It wouldn't surprise them...but the thought wasn't pleasant.

The vigilante gave Fin a polite smile and graciously accepted the water bottle. He cracked the top open in a quick fluid motion and took a couple swigs before answering their question.

“Chizome or Stendhal are fine by me. I gave up the title of ‘Hero Killer Stain’ when I made a promise to Toshinori, the one from my world, that I would atone for the damage I'd caused.”

Chizome stood up and took a casual step closer to Yagi, red eyes seeming to peer right through the taller man. “One of my duties back home was providing emotional support to the heroes who tended to overwork themselves. My Toshinori was notorious for burning the candle at both ends throughout his whole career. I can see that you're clearly doing the same, Yagi. Not bothering to show your own body the same level of love and care you insist on giving to others.”

There was now a hint of that burning passion emanating from him but it was directed towards a different goal. A much nobler cause. “You'd greatly benefit from taking time to rest your mind and body, Yagi. You're still only human, burdened by the weight of the world on his shoulders, not some unkillable god who could endlessly sacrifice himself with no repercussions.” His words were kind, but there was a weight to them, some hidden implication connected to what Stendhal had witnessed from his own world.

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"....is it really that big of an issue to miss...?" There were specialized goodies that came with pre-ordering, of course, but...

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@leostar-regalius asked:

you seem, oddly familiar -he looks at yagi- have i met you before?

(i tried to find his height outside the mucle form couldn't find it,also leo has met alternate all mights, sorry if i bother you)

[Unprompted. || Accepting.]

"You might have! But there's also a chance you just saw the news broadcast with my face on it several months back. I'm All Might." Or 'Symbol of the Dead'. The fact that nickname kept swinging back around in his head was really starting to bother him...he smiled lightly.