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                     give this post a ♡ or ↻ if you’d like to interact with a                                                       headcanon-based soramitsu tabe from the                               my hero academia shie hassaikai arc

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@csuriiit​ asked . 

tabe stumbled back and forth down one of the million-and-a-half halls in the yakuza base. his ‘mask’ that really wasn’t a mask was torn at the mouth, a steady trickle of blood percolating from his jaws between the stitches of the mesh bag. in his current state, tabe couldn’t be bothered to notice if it was his or someone else’s. he just wanted the thick copper taste out of his mouth. he groaned weakly, a sick sound from the back of his throat, as he paced up and down to find just about anyone.

the smell easily stood out from the normal sterile bleached environment of the halls , even in the testing room for eri was without the smell of blood she made sure it was after all it would simply lead to more struggling.

though the give-away was the difference in blood type , quite different from eri’s or her own. 

stepping out in the halls the source was found easily even if the blood hadn’t been there the noise was one rarely found here  ❝ tabe  ❞ she uttered the name aloud , hopefully without alarming them approaching him with caution even if he where wounded , a warning bite would make the whole thing worse.

❝ … didn’t i tell you not to bite off more that you could chew ?  ❞ there was a sigh however a webbed hand reached out to help him stand. 

the voice just barely reached him when he felt the hand under his arm. he tried to pull away from the unfamiliar sensation through his tattered shirt, though nearly tripping over himself in the process did soramitsu decide not to give it a second attempt.

his head buzzed with the tempering trigger, though he hadn’t physically depleted enough for a reset after the disposal. the feeling was indescribable. viscous red coated the inside of his mouth that would have made him gag should he be physically able to do so.

NAME: soramitsu tabe ALIAS: N/A QUIRK: food AGE: 20 HEIGHT: 5‘9" GENDER & ORIENTATION: asexual cis male

biography under the cut: tw for description of abuse, ableism, and implied self-harm (biting/amputation)

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@csuriiit​ // short starter. accepting 

“ H-hey I know last time we got off a weird start so … would please accept this as an apology? ”  Mina don’t approach dangerous people. She really feels about about the weird jar situation we do not longer speak of. Handing him a small bag and pastries she bought at the bakery store. 

tabe watched the girl approach warily. he disliked teenagers entirely, and he remembered the girl with the pink skin for... some reason or another. perhaps she had thrown something at him before.