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@immcniis || starter call
‘ I can reach.’ He affirmed, stubbornly, as always. Indigo didn’t have a problem with his height, nor did he have any real problem with people who were a fair deal taller than him. But he’d be dammed if he’d let himself be looked down on because of it (or he’d be dammed if he’d let himself accept help reaching some high up books). ‘ I don’t need help.’
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@immcniis || s.c
‘ Mmm I don’t want to get up though.’ He murmurs with a small one shouldered shrug. He was comfortable here in the grass, having a nice nap or two, surrounded by quiet and peace. ‘ It’s comfortable.’
@immcniis || s.c
‘ Ahahaaa, no, really, it’s okay !! I wasn’t really liking that drink anyway.. And I was almost finished with it so... not a lot got spilled on me, it’s so fine !’ He assured, rubbing the back of his head. ‘ You didn’t mean to, so it’s okay, honest. I’m not mad or anything.’
Throws chocolate at Shoto.
why is the dragon wasting precious treats | @immcniis
izumi...is probably the most peculiar person shoto knows. but that doesn’t mean he really understood why he was throwing chocolates at him. out of reflex does he catch eat of those chocolates, setting them upon the table as his pens scrawls across paper. ❝ i know you want attention, but i have a ton of homework to get through. ❞ there’s a pout upon the other’s features, one he’s familiar with. shaking his head, shoto decided he wouldn’t be deterred, not even for a second.
homework makes the time pass by so quickly and he almost forgets izumi is there. but when the large, muscled frame settles behind him, arms wrapping around him, shoto tenses up immediately. when had he moved? lips brush over his cheek and a shiver races down his spine. fuck. he needed to make some kind of noise when he moved, ❝ you did good today in training. you’re relying less and less on that quirk of yours, and the time between the paralysis has lessened. ❞
(ෆ ͒•∘̬• ͒)◞ Itachi is diverse but always in character. Your portrayal adds depth that not a lot of people put into him. You play with his emotions which is good to see. I love your Itachi.
Send me “(ෆ ͒•∘̬• ͒)◞” + one good thing about my portrayal! | @immcniis
Because I think people forget he’s not a robot. He feels a lot, all the time but because he internalizes most things, it does not show on his face. He’s gotten so good at controlling his emotions that he seems apathetic, incapable of feelings, but that’s hardly true. And I’m so grateful he let me write him, because it’s been a joy exploring his emotions in their entirety. his ability to love, how he handles certain situations that throw him for a loop and making friends, it’s been so fun. And thank you, for your kind words, because you’re someone whose always there for me to spit ideas at and just are so sweet to me.
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"Todoooooo. You're too cute." He whined before pressing his lips against the others with a huff.
they’re in his dorm, working on homework. shoto is sure there’s not much left considering it’s been an hour. but when izumi tugs the book from his grasp and presses a kiss to his lips, embarrassment settles in quickly. he reaches out, two fingers pressing to the other’s mouth as he clears his throat. cheeks flush pink, brows furrowing, ❛ you’re impossible. there’s nothing cute about me, ❜ he huffs. would he ever get used to this? probably not. moving his fingers, he grasped izumi’s shirt and pulled him close, whispering a kiss over his mouth, ❛ do your homework. ❜
Izumi cursed loudly as he was pinned beneath his classmate. It was a mixed class of hand-to-hand, the younger class facing their own classmates just as his. Shoto could see him and it pissed him off to no end that he had gotten himself pinned. To be fair the girl had a strength quirk, but it still pissed him off. He grunted as she pressed harder before he activated his own quirk. If he couldn't win with strength, he'd win with ability. The teachers didn't care so long as no one got hurt.
part of him worried, but shoto was even more so with the fact that izumi seemed pissed at himself. there was no need for that. they all were eventually bested by others. watching the match, it was obvious that the match-ups were random and that was a good thing. unpredictable circumstances happened, even on the battlefield.
waiting until it was finished and izumi began to sulk, shoto silently extracted himself from his classmates and went up to him. gently does he help him up, he placed a hand on his side, squeezing gently. ❝ the point of this is to hone our quirks and also to adapt without them. mine exhaust me if i use them too much, so i have to learn how to fight in close range. it’s hard and it’ll take some work, but don’t give up. ❞ it was a shitty pep talk but one that he often had to tell himself.
leaning in, his mouth presses a quick kiss to izumi’s cheek. ❝ let’s get to a chair, hm? ❞ / @immcniis
Izumi presses a kiss to Shoto's cheek, mindful of their location and who was around. He'd rather kiss the other on the lips, but if he moved to do so it would look odd to others.
he’s looking through his phone, searching for some place to order food so they don’t have to venture out in the cold. so immersed in his searching, shoto forgets that izumi is standing at his side, soaking in the warmth of his side. but it’s becomes obvious when he feels lips against his cheek. thankfully, no one was paying attention to either or them and shoto spares izumi a quick look before a hand lifts to rub at the back of his neck. cool palm is successful in cooling down heated skin, but it does nothing for the light pink flush across his cheeks. ❛ what was that for? ❜ his voice is low, inquisitive as he huffs out a breath. / @immcniis
