#mod hype

in this au / ask blog, y'all will be exploring my ocs different lives! featuring @hypetrains-artblog's ocs as special guests :) if i make a new oc, they are gonna be added here eventually- i just need to decide their role in this au’s nonexistent exact story / changes from canon

ground rules : - no nsfw / 18+ asks (most of them and myself are minors) - no godmodding or magic asks (quirk accidents, giving items, and turning them into their alternate selves are the only magic asks allowed) - no roleplay asks - no manga related asks (only accepting stuff up to the anime's current state and nothing more than that) - no asking multiple characters at a time unless they’re in the same category - the timeline can constantly change here, be careful about what you're asking

✅ = open for asks ❓ = unknown ❎ = not available

U.A students : - Maeda (she/her) ✅ - Asato Yumiko (she/her) ✅ - Okada Shimamoto (they/them) ✅ - Azuma Hoshi (she/they) ✅ - Kimura Adachi (he/him) ✅ - Osaki Shimamoto (they/them) ✅ - Reiko Ashigaka (she/her) ✅ - Miyuki Bakugo (she/her)  ✅ - Yuuji Yoshiro (he/him)  ✅

Ketsubutsu students : - Kenji Komatsu (he/him) ✅

Non-Highschool students : - Mandi Misaki / Shou (they/them) ✅ - Yuriko Ashigaka (any pronouns) ✅

Pro heroes : - Violet / Kimi Akemi (she/her)  ✅ - Sketch / Michi Mariko (they/them) ✅ - Hex / Noya Mariko (he/him)  ✅

hello and welcome to a brand new crossover AU named Collided! here in this universe, we'll be exploring how Nora and Sky is gonna tackle all of these challenges in this new and unknown universe. I, mod Mandi, will be running this blog along with my homie @hypetrains-artblog! hope y'all enjoy what we're gonna put out! oh and be sure to check out my AU where Nora came from here at @adifferentlife-suau .w.

mod Eyeball / Hype :

It was supposed to be an average day for Nanu.

Nothing was supposed to happen. Everything was supposed to be calm today.

But noo.

Nanu had tried to take advantage of this by visiting Acerola. As much as he hated to admit it, he really did care for the kid, even if she was a fucking pain to deal with sometimes. And because Nanu had given Kukui the bird about the invitation to live the rest of his fucking days on Mount Lanakila working an even more obnoxious job than he already had, the kid was now the Ghost-type specialist, working in the Elite Four.

Of course, this meant a trip up to the tallest point in the fucking world, but honestly? The kid deserved at least a pat on the back for becoming one of the four most powerful trainers in Alola.

So that’s why Nanu felt more disappointed than shocked when suddenly, out of the fucking blue, a person fell out of the sky and landed, face first, directly in front of him.

He blinked at the person for a moment. Whoever it was wore a black and white kimono and had jet-black hair, with a tuft of white sticking out the back. They didn’t seem conscious, which could always mean that they were dead.

Nanu didn’t want to touch corpses, at least, not with his hands. He tilted his head and carefully nudged the side of the person’s face into view with his sandal.

The person had strips of white hair falling before their ears and a well-shaved face. A lock of the same black hair fell over their face, and their eyes were closed. That might’ve been a good thing, because if they were a corpse their eyes might be open.

Nanu was slightly discomforted by the fact that he found this person even slightly attractive and quickly shoved the thoughts into the back of his mind, into a little box, where he would hopefully never have to think that thought again.

Wait.

He’d been in this kind of situation before. Twice, actually. Twice and he couldn’t even remember a single fucking one. The first was with one of his best friends, Looker, and the second was with another good friend, Anabel. Both of which had fallen out of the sky while Nanu was trying to do something important.

Both of which had texted him earlier that day that they had felt something strange. Some kind of urge to go to Mount Lanakila.

“Fuck,” Nanu whispered, kneeling down and not-so-gently rolling the guy over. “So you’re the Faller.”

He tried shaking the other person awake, to no avail. He tried to wake them up by saying, “Hey. Wake up.” And so he began slapping the other person’s face.

Eventually he stirred. “Jesus fuck, just let me die,” the guy muttered.

“Wake up,” Nanu said apathetically as he slapped the guy as hard as he could.

“Woah,” the guy said, opening his (overly blue, which Nanu also shoved into a box in the back of his mind) eyes. “I haven’t been spanked like that in a while.”

“What the hell?” Nanu almost felt a shred of amusement at the comment, which was what caused a tiny smile to tug at his face but almost instantly disappear.

Now that he could actually observe the person, who was probably male, based on his appearance and voice, he realized that the guy had a sloppy half-smile growing on his face. Darkness was spread underneath the guy’s eyes, heavily contrasting the icy blue of his irises.

Why are you staring at his face, hmm, Nanu? He could practically hear Acerola’s voice taunting him, which he hated.

“Well. The name’s Grimsley.”

GRIMSLEY. OF COURSE HE HAD TO HAVE A COOL NAME LIKE THAT WHILE NANU WAS NAMED AFTER A FUCKING FLOWER. LOVELY. ABSOLUTELY FUCKING LOVELY.

With a long and heavy sigh, he said, “Nanu. Get up, your kimono is covered in dirt.”

As Nanu offered a hand to haul Grimsley up, he realized that Grimsley, unlike many, many other people, had bigger hands than his. Perhaps it was because of the long fingers, or the fact that he had small wrists to compare to, or maybe it was because of the fact that this person is literally three inches taller than Nanu what the fuck oh my Tapus.

Grimsley wrinkled his nose. “Nanu?” he asked, voice dripping with apathy and an overall I-want-to-die kind of tone, which Nanu typically heard only out of himself. “What, like the flower?”