#aurelicht

@aurelicht​ said: ✎ Gojo or Daiki! C:

                                                       sketch. I no longer accepting

Do you know what, lets do a head-start and look at this, it’s a picture of me taken, every few seconds while talking about Jules, Tomura, (any of her muses) and her writing.

@aurelicht​ said: ✂ for Kotaro? Or literally anyone you want. 

x. / accepting. / ft. @decayman​

    Slowly walking over, golden hues GLOWED in the low light as he stalked toward the already bleeding male in a way that was, so unlike how a teenager should. Everything about the youth yelled DANGER as the young predator held a sharp feather, tightly within his palm. Silently, he had been observing, hunting and ready to strike, once the time was right. Keigo and sworn to hunt Tenko’s father down, SWORN to make him PAY. Normally, killing came without any negative emotions, well, at least not this negative and personal. Tenko was his now and it was his responsibility to protect the other and make sure NO ONE would ever hurt the other again.

He might not be able to resist the temptation of killing, of watching the crimson bathe the ground, but this, this had nothing to do with that. Keigo WANTED to kill the man before him, who was already bleeding and decorating the floor below in CRIMSON. Such precious liquid and yet, it spilled oh so easily.

The teen stopped only once he was right before the downed adult, only when golden hues, COLD and KEEN, could stare and watch the emotions that unfolded upon those unforgettable features. This one was tainted, disgusting and DIRTY.

“  I didn’t let Tenko know, but I will let you know.. that I am here for him,  “  Keigo spoke calmly before without warning, stabbing one of the nearby knees with the sharp feather, that had rested in his hand, uncaring about the pained filled scream that escaped. It WASN’T enough. “  I want you to feel everything..  “  Lowering himself, the teen watched as wings spread behind him, making it clear that he was ready to kill if it was needed before time.

“  I wish I had all night, but I don’t want to leave him alone for too long.. I will give him everything he deserves.. not that you care.. I know you don’t.  “

Another feather, a smaller one, pierced the other knee as the PREDATOR watched with cold, emotionless hues as another scream roared in his ears. It filled him with excitement and yet, Keigo didn’t react on it.

“  I have looked forward to this for a very long time, but all good things.. must come to an end. Like the heroes, you’re tainted, so nothing, but good is left behind, once I rid the world of you, that at least makes it a little less disappointing.  “

She could sense he wasn’t here to get in a fight; if he was, then he would have made a move the second he saw that body slide out of her grip and onto the ground. He wasn’t backing away though, a sign that he wasn’t scared of her either. But she couldn’t waste too much time, there was only a certain amount of minutes before a body has to be discovered by a hero on patrol.

She watched his hands closely, one clearly being a prosthetic because of how he moved it. He seemed friendly enough, at least not like some of the savages she’d encountered. She raised a brow at his offer, and then started thinking. “Shigaraki Tomura, you say? Hm... You have my attention.” The League of Villains was a powerful organisation, one she had decided to distance herself from in fear of becoming the slave of another authority. No. Never again.

@aurelicht​ said: Hey, Gojo-sensei, who is your favorite student? And be honest! / from a curious mun ;)

                                                      100% honesty! I accepting.

Satoru was quiet for a while, taking in the question as crystal blues were hidden behind his signature blindfold. Anyone would have thought that the man would be panicking due to such a question, but no panic came as memories floated his keen mind. Memories from a few years ago, where he had met a certain little boy, a quite tragic one at that. Life really hadn’t been kind, but that was only one of the reasons, why Satoru had extended a hand and become a caretaker. A position that, he still held till this day, even if it wasn’t a hundred percent the case anymore. That little boy had of course been none other than Megumi, how small he had been at that time, such a thought made the elder smile. Even at such a young age, Megumi had been such a frowny child, just like he still was nowadays, but Satoru of course hadn’t minded that and still didn’t mind.

    “  You see, I don’t got a favorite student,           I love my students equally when it comes           to me being their sensei.           However, that of course doesn’t mean that some           bonds, past that, aren’t deeper than others.          Though, this goes outside of my role as their sensei and          therefore, such favorites doesn’t carry over when I am in that role.  “

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@aurelicht​ said: “Are you sure you don’t need any help?” / from Aizawa or Denki! Whoever you prefer!