#deathonate

[vsagis]

@deathonate 💚'd for a small starter !

Seeing that face in the flesh is nothing like he expected.

Although he would like to say he outgrew that version of himself, echoes of the Izuku that was seem to still live in his heart. A quick turn so his once-friend doesn't notice him standing where he is, but not out of the kind of fear that used to fill him whole and freeze his muscles in spot.

No, this time is different. There's a moment of shock, of course, because since when do hero schools send kids to train in such places?, maybe because of change in his other side of the coin that somehow seems palpable in the air, but no feelings of the sort that have once been. Maybe just a little, smallest bit of hope of not being noticed, because that would seriously put in trouble Izuku's own mission here.

[yukikorogashi]

Sketch for @deathonate! ❤️

[auditioheros]

this is literally them @deathonate

[chxrgebxltmeltdown]

“KACCHAN MY BELOVED!!!”

@deathonate

[dynmghts]

also: brace yourselves. bakugou², coming to a dashboard near you.

[itsumoegao]

[[ @deathonate

Izuku: I hope we can spend some time together outside of class. 💚

Katsuki: Meet me on the roof after school. 💥

Izuku: No. Not like that.

[mutherlessarch]

" i will make you the subject of greatest work of fiction. the most beautiful nightmare. " / @deathonate gets a frankelda

[penandswords]

@deathonate

Rima makes an attempt to playfully Push bakugou into the foam pit.

[nuravity]

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Liza! It's been only a few weeks and I'm already in love with you and your blasty boy! Your writing is such a joy to read and I am in love with all our threads too and that we can explore different verses (especially Middle School verse cause I barely wrote anything in that one). I am also a sucker for the bakugo x uraraka ship and I am always happy to see you on my dash and that we can discuss more plots. You're really nice too and you stoked my fire to write with Ochako and made my tumblr experience lively again. I wasn't sure if you'd follow back after I saw there was a bit of silence but I don't regret waiting for you to follow back one bit. It's been awesome so far and I really love that you throw random shit into my askbox. I am a sucker for asks lol I hope we can get to write those 100 threads lol I love you and your boy so much!

@deathonate

[shrymped]

we have always been meant to burn together. !!

hinata presses fingers to the sides of kageyama's face. it's a far reach. it always has been. but the distance between them, the gap has almost been bridged. the monk threads fingers into dark hair. barovia is a cruel place. this stolen moment by firelight is something they have had rarely since arriving in this dread hell.

perhaps, that's the hardest part. the lack of answer on your tongue. only the tactile sensation o the fingers continuing to smooth some of his hair. the truth is you have been a set matched in equal passion for victory.

" after every duel. every mission. i stood at your side. i would think that as the king stands tall so do i. but that thought faded away into, what if kageyama is safe. will i ever see the sun again. will we get to leave this misty nightmare. " the hand moves again pulling away from kageyama's face for a moment as if apologetic. like those precious stolen moments of holding him were a treasure he dare not take again.

how dare he take precious time to admire tobio's features under the firelight. in the barovian mists, that evening. " and i thought, maybe if i faced the end with you. it'd be an end worth facing. when we face strahd tomorrow, i want to remember this moment before anything happens. i want to remember that i told you this here. "

" i think i was always meant to burn with you. be it here. or in any life. "

[uravityxo]

@deathonate said ; “It’s your favorite.”

With strawberry mochi suddenly set in front of her Uraraka couldn't help but tilt her head in confusion. "..." Silence for a second, and then another second. "Is.. this for me?" she asked, eyeing up the food that was now on the table., her mouth was practically watering at the thought of eating them "I must've missed it at the Lunch Rush counter- Oh, man.. I'm so out of it, right?"

"How did you know this was my favourite flavour?~"

[yukikorogashi]

"hey kid, y'ever try bitin' right through one of these?" he says before handing her over a boxed up jawbreaker, "if ya break it in one bite, y'get a wish.. did cha know that?"

... OH, GOSH... SHE HAD, ACTUALLY. And the memory itself was already making her WINCE, as @deathonate offered to her the packaged confectionary. One of her hands subconsciously raising up to rub at her own jaw, as she found herself staring warily for once at a sweet.

... Nope, she was never gonna bite into one of these things ever again, NEVER EVER! Even though it was a few BABY TEETH that she had lost on that very day, Itsuki wasn't gonna lose any more teeth than that to a jawbreaker.

"Oh... r-really, bro?"

And yet, Itsuki wasn't too sure what this bro's game was. Whether he was just trying to trick her then, or whether this was... truly an innocent offering on his part. For as the younger took one good look at his CHOMPERS, a part of her would begin to wonder if... he himself had managed to bite through one of these, unlike her.

"... So, did ya get yer wish, bro?"

[keshimasu]

He must be even with Tsukauchi now. Shouta had called in his favor before he'd reported the incident-only after running from the scene like a greenhorn forgetting all protocol in the heat of the moment. A rookie mistake he can be grilled over later. Four in the morning is no time for an investigation but he'd still had to hold still as part of documentation. The blood on his hands. Ripped capture cloth. Red knife that he was forced to leave behind. His signature on paperwork promising to return to report for further questioning is shaky. Detective holds suspended hero license pending review but at least they aren't holding him in a cell for now. That could still change.

It's not even his first murder on record-humans are still so fragile despite development of quirks they died so easily even if he hadn't meant for it to happen (he did this time he did it had to be done.) Underground more often than not blurs the line of legality in the name of heroic justice, for the greater good. Some people are just too dangerous to remain on the street and clearly their justice system is flawed if such villains got let out on good behavior just to repeat offend. They might not have seen each other in over a decade but even if he hadn't recognized the face the quirk was unmistakable.

Logically, the wisest choice would be to bother emergency room for actual treatment but Shouta refuses to even consider spending hours there. His arms tingle at the very thought. Numbly, he knows that's a bad sign. Severe dehydration or electrolyte imbalance at best but without blood work he can only guess just what was drawn. Osmotic could have screwed up his homeostasis enough to mess with cardiac function-

Or the palpitations are from ongoing panic attack. He knows he's not thinking straight, can't even walk straight. Tsukauchi had offered to drive and he'd rejected on grounds of needing the walk. Head pounds and spins no matter how much fresh air he sucks in. It's probably nothing six bottles of gatorade and a freezing shower can't fix. Deal with body, mind then go to bed. Someone else could handle class if he didn't wake up in time. Given the way horizon lightens, when the hell did it start to get bright how long was he standing over a body, he likely won't. If he even does sleep. Doubtful.

Somehow, likely years of survival depending on not being noticed, Shouta is able to enter the dorm quietly. There are a few students who get up far too early that he could risk running into. Thankfully none of them are on his floor or the elevator. He spends far too long scrubbing hands until they're raw, grateful for the privacy of en suite bathroom that lets him pinken water with his own blood. Chest continues to constrict, cold pressure creeping up back of skull. Lightheadedness forces him to veer back to bedroom before he can properly soak head.

"Fuck." Mini fridge has jelly packs, milk, iced coffee, meal replacement shakes and meds but no sports drinks. Shouta slams the door shut and forcibly pushes off the appliance. His legs have joined rest of him in trembling dangerously. The corridor wall graciously supports near drunken level stagger back to first floor to a more stocked kitchen. He wrenches a banana open with his teeth, shoving half in his mouth while digging through cabinets. Salt water would do in a pinch as long as he could stomach it. Soft fruit feels impossible to swallow as if body has forgotten how. Shouta holds increasingly disgusting mash in his mouth to continue search. There. Lemon is far from his favorite flavor but it would be infinitely more palatable than chugging briny liquid.

The screw cap fights him. Floor blurs, drawing his attention to red flaking off boots he might have been tracking around the dorm. Sound to his left. A student because the only person who could've followed him home is dead. Without looking, though he carefully constructs normal glare under sweat and adrenaline, he thrusts bottle at them in a clear demand.

@deathonate ; plotted starter <3

[auditioheros]

@deathonate replied to your post “real talk tho who has jirou given a stick & poke...”:

baku would want her to give him a lil drum tattoo for the band feels

❝ yeah, yeah, don't worry, matching 'a band' tats are comin'. since when did you get so sentimental? ❞

[huntershowl-moving]

@deathonate liked x.

SEPH'S TAKEN TO EATING LUNCH ON THE ROOF, after one too many students got a little too comfortable sharing her table. is it very against the rules to be up here alone? yes. do they care? no.

the sound of the hatch swinging open has her bristling. her head swings toward the sound, the scowl on her face only deepening when she sees who it is. so much for peace and quiet. ( not the worst person to have walked through that door. in fact, probably one of the better ones. but seph would rather take a dive off this roof than ever say that out loud. )

❝ hey — step off, shithead, ❞ she calls over, complete with a middle finger flung in his direction. ❝ this is my turf. ❞

[stillsees]

@deathonate ... liked.

"i'm sneaking out." he understands that the point of living on campus is for their safety, as well as the curfew and everything else, but that is not stopping him, apparently. "are you coming?"