Cyber-Crusader

Just wanna apologize for my constant reappearances/disppearances on tumblr here:

I’ve been struggling personally, been trying to handle a lot of anxiety, and at the tail end of a VERY stressful qualification in my job means I’ve crumbled pretty hard in my enthusiasm here. Not to say I’m abandoning tumblr, just that I’m not sure when I’ll properly be back, and I’m sorry for that. 

I’ll send asks, be memey, and have chats, but if y’all more interested in some RP stuff, with any of the known OC’s or more, here’s my discord or IM please~

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Hello there! Are you a fan of BNHA? Are you a fan of BNHA OCs or blogs with BNHA verses? Well look no further than this blog in which the fandomless OC, Howl, plays the role of Kurosawa Hauru aka PRO HERO LIQUID who works a janitorial position at the famous U.A. High School after being unable to gain a teaching position as they had all just been filled. One day, he hopes to gain the position he originally desired, but is currently content with and takes pride in his janitorial duties. Slipping in and out of sight around the school with his quirk which is quite versatile, some days are a breeze.

      ❝ You really are hopeless. ❞ A snort left the puppet as he gave the cyborg a mocking stare as he crossed his arms over his chest. ❝ Are you STILL trying to save this worthless human? Is it really worth it if you know so little on them truthfully? ❞ A brow raised as a cruel smile played on his lips. ❝ I can tell you, you know? Things they refuse to tell a soul. Things they will take to their grave in fear they will be thought less of… or… maybe I’ll grant both of your wishes though it won’t be an outcome you’ll like. ❞ A sinister chuckle left in that moment.

Hopelessly desperate to kick the demonic ass of whatever possessed his partner? Very much a yes.

JJ replicated the puppet’s expression with folded arms, added with a dissatisfied scowl behind his mask and narrowed eyes on their opposition’s. Now, in such a serious case, he’d bust out the voice modifier...However, JJ felt that much of that would result in an abundance of curses and threats that he hadn’t the chance or time to give away so freely to the deserved.

The mentions of dark, mysterious secrets from a demonic force did get a small huff from the Hero, whom rolled their eyes at such a notion. He’s read enough comics to know it’s either a trick, a lie, or something that’d make life a whole lot worse if he did get told it now. Plus, there was another reason for it too...

[I will save him. And I will not want to hear any of these secrets you have. If Plum wants to tell me, he can tell me in his own time. What I would really want to know is how do I get your ass out of Plum. You said he’s worthless, so why would you even want to be in him?]

He could see them, a familiar glint of prosthetic behind the mess left in this room, and hopefully not a delusion left from the effects of the drug. Yet as he got closer, dragging his groggy, aching self to the trio of limbs, he felt a sudden sharp pain at his shoulder and his arm.

Glancing quickly behind him, wide, horrified eyes registered the kidnapper had caught up, tugging onto his arm. Naturally, JJ would have easily overwhelmed such a meeker opponent, but now he was lighter and less mobile with only the one arm? He was struggling to get away from that grasp!

As the drugged Hero assessed their attacker with panic rising again, they barely just realised that they too were also in a fright. Perhaps the throat shot had affected them more than he had thought? But now he’s got a distracted, mumbling, and overly-clingy guy on him, and what should JJ do?

Give him what he wants~

It might have been his delirious mind that came with the wacky plan, but if he wanted to get out of this hold...He needed to try everything. Thus, as he waited for the next sudden pull of the attacker’s arm, he carefully shifted his weight, and positioned the remainder of his legs to be ready to move. One...Two...

NOW!

Like a rocket, JJ propelled himself towards the attacker as they pulled him once more, though from their angle and height of offence...It was an unorthodox target. But highly effective, well, as effective as a cranium cracking nuts would be to get the bastard to let go!

Ichabod was glancing at the other, still vigilant for any sort of sign that he was doing right, or rather that he was doing wrong. Still trying to get accustomed by the warm looks. It felt safe, but maybe that was why he struggled to trust it completely. He’d never felt safe once in his lifetime. Flinching ever so slightly when the other extended the hand, he only grew confused when he swapped it. Panic set in when he wasn’t sure what the other wanted him to do, the lack of communication wasn’t great. He had seen people hold hands before though. Shake hands? Was that it? Would it be terrible to ask? “ Sh… should… should I hold it…? ” he spoke quietly, but when it seemed that was indeed the case, he shakily reached out. Very, very carefully holding onto the others hand, his own were kind of cool to the touch. It felt unfamiliar, weird. He couldn’t quite say he enjoyed it, but it wasn’t that bad… Maybe? “ Like… like this? ”

JJ nodded his head, holding back an awkward chuckle as he realized that he was not doing the best of communicating to his new companion. However, the Hero was relieved to see that Ichabod took the hint...And then concerned by how cold they felt.

Wasn’t exactly how cool they were, but how peculiar also, like none he had ever felt (Though he had little experience in that department~). He was not one to bring up such a possible rude remark, so he instead just gently squeezed their hand, and carefully led them away from the scene. As they did so, JJ made it his priority to routinely check upon Ichabod, all whilst he continued to quietly offer them those comforting looks and reassuring squeezes.

He wouldn’t turn until he heard the tap on the nightstand, looking back at the other before he smiled faintly. Well, he sure had managed with just one arm. He supposed people would get used to it, it seemed that the boy had lived with it with quite some time. Unlucky wasn’t so certain he would be able to cope with such a thing as well. But then, there was little choice in it.

“ Ah, you got it… Uhm, are you feeling alright? ” the awkwardness of the situation dawned upon Unlucky like a brick the moment he wasn’t as concerned, fidgeting with his ears. “ Ah… As I said, I’m very sorry it… It’s my ability that got out of hand… And you got caught in it… Uhm, they told me we’ll offer you compensation if you would like as… They wanna keep it quiet- ”

Sighing, he fixed his eyes on the heroes hands, in case he would decide to use sign language. “ Someone else will probably talk to you about it… Just so you do not have to worry… If you wish me to leave, I will go though… I just… ”

This was really weird of him. wasn’t it? What a weird, weird rabbit you are Unlucky. Looking rather dejected, if not embarrassed he tugged on his ear. “ I wanted to make sure you weren’t hurt to badly because of me… I’m sorry. ”

JJ’s gaze remained onto Unlucky for some time as they talked, patiently listening; a bonus for lacking much ability to coherently speak. He knew well enough to spot an awkward sense of behaviour, after all, he’s grown up with a similar affliction since he first could recall...

Eventually, his eyes drifted to his own hand, realizing now as to what the Rabbit might have been expecting - Sure, he can’t produce the most eloquent respone with a single hand, but it was better than silence. Or talking. After his realization, JJ lifted the one hand carefully, still aching from their injury, and slowly offered their answer to Unlucky.

[Yes. No compensation. I do not. I am fine.]

Simple, short answers to save the Rabbit the panic of waiting, and deciphering all his answers!

At the end...His cheeks dimpled, an obvious indication that he was smiling behind his mask, but at what? Perhaps it was the fact that they gestured to their missing arm, lower legs, and finally their face, before they gave a final response.