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i am drowning in schoolwork currently. please consider this blog currently on hiatus !!!
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woolspun:
i have some starters waiting to be written up but i haven’t been feeling super great physically so please bear with me ! if anyone else is interested in one please just let me know !
replies soon ! again, so sorry for the wait, my physical health took a downturn there for a bit.
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@dcay.
her fingers rapidly tap at the screen of her phone, the device titled sideways in her grasp to better enhance her ‘ gaming ‘ abilities. each tap produces a rhythmic noise, said sounds combining together into a song of some sort. the young woman really isn’t too fond of these sorts, but they’re a good time-waster, especially when you’re waiting for someone. as the song ends, etsu’s thumb flicks upwards to both close the app and reveal what time it is. hm. the person she’s meant to be meeting should be here any moment-- wonder if he’ll have his little entourage with him ? their point of contact had suggested otherwise, but if this guy is really as important and mighty as suggested... well, even powerful people tended to move in packs.
❝ this is getting boring. ❞ there’s nothing happening to watch, to analyze, to store away later to use against someone. plus, it seems that she can only play that annoying little game for so long before it gets boring. mobile games were such a joke compared to the ones waiting back in her apartment. nearing footsteps catch her ears, baphomet turning just enough gaze in the newcomer’s direction. hm, this must be the guy. ❝ cool, you finally made it. i’m gonna assume that your guy went over details with you ? or did your glass cannon dps do what they do best and not explain anything ? ❞
#dcay#Ꮚ•ꈊ•Ꮚ ❝ A WOLF IN SHEEP’S CLOTHING IS MORE THAN A WARNING ! ❞ // villain verse.#im gonna be real this is actual shit but i've made you wait too long#i swear it'll get better once i pick up steam orz#anyways a kiss for rot as always
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i have some starters waiting to be written up but i haven’t been feeling super great physically so please bear with me ! if anyone else is interested in one please just let me know !
#Ꮚ•ꈊ•Ꮚ ❝ T POSING ON A SHITTY WOODEN CHAIR ! ❞ ( out of character. )#i've been feeling like straight trash for two days now ( jumps into the nearest rolling trash can and slides away )
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you’re now the soon-to-be legal guardian of your ( much ) younger half-sibling. imagine that.
except-- except this isn’t her imagination for once. no, oh no. this is REAL. as real as the way her limbs feel as if they’re filled with static from a television, the sensation of her nails biting into the skin of her ( cold, clammy ) palms just barely grounding her. ‘ there’s been an incident-- we’re certain you’re aware of the recent villain attack. ‘ ah. of course. the commission would break it to her, and of COURSE, they’d have suits do it. the one who was seemingly apathetic to everything. to everyone. a cop would be better at this. or maybe even a different handler. fuck the commission fuck the commission fuck the commission fuck the c-- calm down. take a deep breath. in. out. in. out. repeat. lather, rinse, repeat, like you’re doing the dishes at home. the heroine’s limbs are already tired enough from the aforementioned event, overuse of her quirk bringing forth the familiar sensation of her body refusing to listen to commands. bend your left arm, but instead of an immediate action, it happens in slow-motion. that, and there’s stinging scrapes with debris still sitting within them. ‘ tough fluff-- give me a verbal answer. ’ huh ? verbal answer to what ? the flashing lights of the nearby emergency vehicles are so DISTRACTING... ‘ anzu matsukawa. you’re the next of kin. the commission is willing to aid with the paperwork to streamline the process, perhaps.. skip a few legalities. ‘ ah. right. mom. her quilt shop. anzu. ❝ j-just, can you give me a damn minute ?! ❞ an uncharacteristic lash-out, the stress finally seeming to crush her beneath its weight. another loss. a fresh wound that will likely fester for some time, infecting etsu with more sour moods and other behaviors that’re unlike her. people will notice. maybe she should just tell suits to stuff it and quit ? no, no, you’re being irrational. ❝ yes, just-- dammit, dammit ! i know you can spare someone to pick her up. you people know every little thing about me, so send someone to get her and i’ll be there once i’ve finished this paperwork and given a statement. ❞ for someone falling into the pit of despair, her voice is surprisingly strong, held even as if the news of her mother and step-father’s deaths meant nothing. far from the truth. she gets an affirmation and the line goes dead, the hand clutching her phone immediately going limp, fingers nearly dropping the device to the concrete. ‘ heroes don’t cry. heroes don’t cry. heroes don’t cry. ‘ oh, but they DO, because despite the constant mantra of ‘ don’t do it ‘ playing over and over, there’s wetness streaking through the dirt and dust caked to her cheeks. the dam has broken. to make matters worse, an officer finally approaches for her statement and to collect the paperwork that’s been messily filled out. there’s awkward silence for several long seconds, a tired-sounding sigh shattering it. ‘ ... come to the station tomorrow morning, we’ll finish things then. ‘ that can only mean she looks as bad as she feels. how fun. how fan-fucking-tastic. a murmured thanks is offered, the paperwork is handed over, and then she’s tucked in the back of a squad car and being delivered to the commission. the ride is silent, but not in a comforting way. tough fluff uses it as a way to inventory her injuries, a throbbing above her eyebrow along with a quick touch of her fingers confirming there’s a deeper cut there. there’s the obvious signs of quirk overuse, hunger pangs starting to settle in while her joints ache due to being robbed of nutrients. stolen away for the sake of others. she’s lucky that they weren’t any worse, though the dull ache within her chest along with the discomfort twisting her gut... those wounds will be the worst.
#Ꮚ•ꈊ•Ꮚ ❝ INK IS RUNNING TOWARD THE PAGE ! ❞ ( drabbles. )#// parental death#// death mention#// injury mention#// blood mention#im probably missing stuff but i started this last night in a caffeine-induced mood so it's prob a mess#also this isn't important to read i just want to give myself lore events because etsu deserves a little ( nasty ) treat#damn bro gone for a month and i come back with a lore dump let's gooo
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your good days will outnumber your bad days – just keep going
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I'll be your umbrella; I can't stop it from raining, but I can do my best to keep you dry.
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You don’t have to always be positive around me, whether we’re friends, strangers, lovers, family, or something else. All humans feel a spectrum of all emotions at all time, and you don’t have to hide your negative ones from me. I feel them, too
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@guiltscorched asked: "ah, i feel bad. i'm the one who asked you to team up for this mission, and so far it's . . ." awful. dull. kind of a dud. "not yielding results." hawks nudges aside his shades to rub at his eyes. the recon parts of missions weigh heavily upon his need to be moving. but tough fluff is nice company. "should we call it a night? go get food? your quirk requires plenty of snacks, right?"
mmm. how long has it been since she last had something to eat, again ? tough fluff swears that if she focuses hard enough, she can smell just the faintest WHIFF of... well, something cooking that smells DELICIOUS. wait, wait, stop thinking about food before your stomach growls, goofball ! maybe... she should’ve brought a project to work on ? there’d been a few things the woman had put off in favor of housekeeping chores ... or the odd nap or two. anzu had been begging her to reattach the bow to her old stuffed goat for how long again ? but then again, it wouldn’t look very professional ( or cool ) to be stitching up stuffed animals while working. r-right ? ... hey, wait. hawks-san is talking, pay attention !
❝ oh ! well, sometimes that’s just how these things go, right ? ❞ tough fluff’s voice is quiet, controlled, though going off how her eyes have widened she’s definitely surprised at his suggestion. ❝ i’m still ... ah, honored... ? -- that you’d wanted to bring me along. so please don’t feel like you’ve wasted my time, hawks-san. it was nice getting to chat, i can see why you’re so popular with the media and such. maybe you should give me some tips. ❞ kids were easier to talk to than people with cameras, that’s all. interviews were always so awkward because the reporters asked way too many private questions. ❝ well, typically i only really need something to eat if i’ve been using it a lot but.... uh, honestly ? i could go for something-- like a hot meal, but only if you’d like to ! it’d be my treat. ❞ and also because maybe, just maybe, tough fluff wasn’t quite ready to head back to what would likely be another hefty stack of paperwork waiting on her desk.
#guiltscorched#Ꮚ•ꈊ•Ꮚ ❝ YOU CLICKED YOUR HEELS AND WISHED FOR ME ! ❞ ( in character. )#thank you so much for the opportunity to write together !!! <:#// food mention
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another story // wallows
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you matter. your existence matters. you don’t need anyone else to validate that. just by being here, you matter and you deserve good things.
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dcay:
“ Is that so? We’re lucky then … it was a good call to seek you out, I’m glad. “ Tomura spoke, more to himself than to her as he rose his head for a moment, staring at the sky peeking down at them between the high city buildings. The more hero spies he could use, the more they knew and the better they could avoid getting caught. And when the League made their next move, it was already too late. Now to see just how useful she actually was.
“ I know he isn’t an idiot. He’s gained All Might’s trust after all. “
And that meant that everything he told her, would eventually seep through to All Might himself. A tiny piece of information was all it would take for the heroes to make a move into the direction Tomura predicted or rather … orchestrated.
“ I want you to tell Nighteye that you have information on the Shie Hessaikai involving the distribution of a new drug. I will even give you this. “
And with that he approached her to hold up the remains of a little, red plastic cylinder that was half melted. His palm turned to shove it into the pocket of her jacket, since she had her hands full. And then he placed a hand on her shoulder.
“ You took this from a villain in Sir Nighteye’s district. Make sure to get involved in the mission they’re going to come up with and don’t disappoint me, yeah? … “ His fingers squeezed a bit harder, smirk growing wide to show rows of teeth.
‘ were lucky ‘. shigaraki doesn’t mean ‘ we ‘ as in her and him, no, oh no, he means it as in the league of villains. they were the lucky ones in this situation. very, very lucky that their ‘ pet hero ‘ had so many USEFUL connections. it made her sick. maybe it really would’ve been better to let him or dabi destroy her. ❝ the two of them are... awfully close. ❞ very much like a father and son. tough fluff never had the pleasure of meeting all might or speaking with him, but she is aware of midoriya’s relationship with him given how enthusiastically he’d spoken about it during the brief outings he’d been ‘ borrowed ‘ for. all excuses so that she could gather intelligence for the commission, of course. perhaps their inkling was right, especially with the league being so interested...
❝ from what i understand, all might appreciates his genuineness. the boy spoke about it without being prompted. the two are very casual together. ❞ shigaraki didn’t ask but she’d still offer the information out. anything to make this interaction go quickly AND smoothly. the mention of giving her something causes both of the woman’s brows to raise some, but before she can say anything he’s already in front of her and casually sliding the vial into her pocket. what happened next makes her posture go ramrod straight, the hero’s heart racing away within her chest. oh. oh hell. maybe this was all just a ploy and he’d-- ? ❝ o-okay. yes s-shigaraki-san. ❞ tough fluff struggles to control her shaking, eyes staring straight through the villain, unseeing. ❝ i ... i have a meeting tomorrow. with s-sir nighteye. ❞ she will. the moment she gets home she’ll set it up. ❝ i can give an up-update afterwards. i will say exactly as you said. ❞ ‘ i won’t disappoint. ‘
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we are all “difficult” sometimes. that doesn’t make you a problem or a burden or an inconvenience. it makes you a human being with feelings.
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❝ there’s such an awfully large amount of... ahem, bottom slander. very funny, haha, considering that most people who tease bottoms are the ones who get off on their behavior. ❞
#// nsfw mention#Ꮚ•ꈊ•Ꮚ ❝ YOU CLICKED YOUR HEELS AND WISHED FOR ME ! ❞ ( in character. )#hair flip. she's a bottom.
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@ my fellow roleplayers ( oc or not ) always scream about your characters. it’s your blog with your portrayal and i wanna read that shit. go off. the microphone 🎤 is yours. yell directly into my ear.
#mobile tag.#Ꮚ•ꈊ•Ꮚ ❝ the more you know rainbow gif ! ❞ ( psa. )#my anxiety has been so bad lately so i’m going to be pawsitive right meow
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horn y
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Dorset Horn :]
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