📚 - Nagisa didn’t quite understand what was happening - but it was unusual to say the very least. Rocks and other various pieces of rubble were moving on their own, sliding off the collapsed section of the building without any obvious provocation. He’d heard some of the demons shouting around here earlier - trying to pry their way through, the few living adults that had to decided to try and fight back against the revolution. They didn’t tend to last long, overwhelmed by the monokuma bots sooner or later. He could still see someone there, though - the pink strands of hair are hard to in rubble.
He knew it was dangerous to approach, the environment around whoever was trapped here seemed to be growing increasingly unstable. He’d be hit by a rock or piece of scrap metal if he wasn’t careful. But....he had to do this. He couldn’t call himself a warrior of hope if he didn’t fight for the very lives of the children he was trying to save.
“Hey, can you hear me?” He called out, trying not to raise his voice as to not startle the child he suspected was trapped underneath this mess. He knelt down to try and get a better view of the situation, eyes flickering back and forth in the fear of the return of any of the demons; trying to keep his voice as steady and calm as he could manage.
“Don’t worry, I’m here to help you. Where are you, exactly? I want to pull you out...”
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Do they sleep with a stuffed animal? If they have multiple, who’s the favorite?
No, she doesn’t. Though, she did until she was 14. It was “life-size” white tiger one that she never named.
Can they take care of a plant? What about a pet? What about a child?
I would say no to all three. Well, she COULD she just... can’t. She’s too bogged down with work that her father shoves on her.
Ask them to describe their love interest.
“Huh? I...I guess I can.” She appears nervous as if she’s never thought about this before. “Well, I guess someone who actually cares about me? That’s a given... and uh... nice? So they wouldn’t...” She pauses, “Yell at me every day?” She pauses again, this isn’t what they meant. “Wait you meant like... appearance wise right? Well, I’m not picky... Boy, Girl, Neither... I don’t care.”
Do they look good in red?
By her own account, no. She thinks she doesn’t look good in most things.
Speech! Speech! Speech! Speech! Will they give one, and what about?
Ah, no, she’d just... run honestly. She’s quiet and used to being berated for trying to speak, that she just wouldn’t know what to do. She’d either panic or run.
Who will they take advice from, no matter what it is? Who won’t they take advice from, no matter what it is?
Her dad, probably? While she is terrified of him, she’s more terrified of what he’d do if she didn’t... and when it comes to how she wouldn’t? Most everyone.
Describe them in three words. Now let them describe themself in three words.
//Shy, Scared, Sweetheart.
“Oh um, Anti-Social, Shy... Introvert?”
Do complex puzzles intrigue or frustrate them?
Frustrate. On a good day maybe intrigue but the majority of the time she’d be too stressed to be.
Do they empathize with non-sentient things (dolls, plants, books…)?
Yes! She tends to do it a lot, though she also self-projects heavily.
What age do they most want to be right now?
Any age where she won’t be under her father thumb anymore.
They’ve won the lottery. Spend, or save?
Save!
Do they like romance in the books they read (or in the book they’re in)?
Sometimes. It depends on what mood she’s in.
Name one thing their parents taught them.
...Everything.
Would they agree with the term ‘guilty pleasure’? Do they have any?
Yeah, she would. Though she wouldn’t agree she has any honestly.
What would they consider a waste of time– other than school or work?
...Sleep.
If money wasn’t a limit, what would they wear?
Probably the same thing she always wears. She’s not a glamours person and likes her clothes, honestly.
Do they like children?
Yes! She adores children!
Kissing: tongue or no tongue?
Ask again when she has.
Do they study before tests? Practice before job interviews?
She will dedicate a week to doing nothing but studying or practicing. She will stay up until she passes out.
What do they like that nobody else does?
Sword Art Online.
What would it take for them to break up with someone? What would be the last straw?
If they started the same cycle with her father, she would break up with someone. Constant berating, yelling, forcing her to stay up for work, shoving all their work on her, any of that could be the last straw.
Do they like being called pet names? Do they call other people pet names? What’s their go-to?
Yes, and no?
Stability or novelty?
Stability.
Honesty or charity?
Honesty.
Safety or possibility?
Safety.
Talent or effort?
Effort.
Forgiveness or vengeance (or…)?
Forgiveness.
Would they date a fixer-upper?
Maybe?
What recurring dreams do they have?
None really, she doesn’t even sleep to have any.
What would they do if they knew it would be forgiven?
Run. Run away. Run away from her dad, from her responsibility, her talent, Hopes Peak, the stress, everything.
✦— Emiko’s brows furrowed at the statement. She had crossed her arms, though she didn’t really seem angry. No, she actually had a smile on her face and was almost standing on her toes.
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Would Fawkes ever wear contact lenses or even ones that additionally change the eye colour. Would he straight up give himself green eyes if he could. Is this a thing. I need to know for science.
From a medical standpoint I don’t believe that Fawkes can actually safely wear contact lenses because of how much risk Synechiae has of developing into glaucoma and other eye related issues. Not to mention with his work in a laboratory might pose a risk. Contact lenses are permeable and can trap vapours behind them causing eye irritation. And if anything exploded he’d be at risk of them melting to his eye - which just makes me shudder at the thought.
But cosmetically, for vision or just to change his eye colour for fun (he totally would go green too because Tsubaki would love it if they matched) he so would. I think he’d just find it really funny. He is fond of his glasses though so in the long run I can’t see him switching - how many mad scientists out there use contacts?
🎀| - “Of course I want smooches Taru-chan! You always deserve them!”
And she means it, no word of a lie. Tsubaki leaps up to throw her arms around her neck and kiss her passionately. Always love for her best friend, no matter what.
WHAT A TERRIBLE MESS THEY HAD MADE. The air was rife with dust, ashes, and the pungent scent of iron. Ever since the loss of their integral member Kurogiri, things had really taken a turn for the worse. Scrounging around stealing things from members of society nobody cared about leaving a mess nobody was likely to come find for a month, if that. And it was difficult to stay so low with a few members biting at his heels for something m o r e. But how could they now? It was not despair and aimless wandering. It was time biding until something came forth.
Hotaru, in particular, was the most problematic to keep on the same page. Moments such as this helped quell her lust for burning violence, but only just. It was her love for him that had kept her from saying ‘fuck it’ and setting everything aflame within her path, and it was his love for her that kept him from crumbling her body down to fine powder.
With comfortably for this League that could almost be akin to family, Shigaraki removed his precious father. Eyes of brilliant crimson flicked over with listless apathy but still his heart thrummed when he looked at her. Mine. Mine. Mine.
“Hotaru. Come here.”
And the moment she would come close enough would Tomura lean over and give her a single kiss. Breath hitting against her lips, he murmured a soft, “Thanks.”
