“Kirishima!” The brunette ran up to the first familiar face she came across, luckily to her surprise it was her classmate who was so easy to talk to. It was clear she was completely out of breath, sweat present on her forehead. Placing her hands on her knees and bending over, Uraraka attempted to catch her breath. “Please….hide me……” shallow breaths in between words, she eventually stood straight. “Aizawa-sensei is making some of us run 3 miles, I can’t take it anymore!”
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FUCK THIS STUPID GAME. katsuki’s on the verge of tossing his controller to the other side of the room , clearly as a PUNISHMENT because it couldn’t possibly be his own doing that’s resulting in his continuous dying state. he hasn’t a damn clue what could have possessed him to agree to playing this aggravating game with @rockhardhero , but whatever it was , he’s sputtering curses about it every five or so minutes. the chatroom of their collaborative stream is flying wildly along the screen , so much so that katsuki has forgone attempting to keep up with the multitude of statements from their viewers. he’s been able to coherently pinpoint only a few sentences here & there , ranging from backseat gaming , to all caps mimicry of laughter , to even compliments on either his or kirishima’s appearance. regardless , katsuki’s attention remains cemented to the game , edging his stupid little duck across the stupid little road , over the lily pads & the logs , waiting as the train passes before he quickly speeds across the tracks , only to double tap by accident & drown in the stupid little lake.
‘ oH MY FUCKIN’ ⎯⎯ URGHH!! I’M GONNA KILL THIS DUMBASS FUCKIN’ DUCK!! WHY DID I LET YOU FUCKIN’ TALK ME INTO THIS GAME , THIS IS MADDENING ⎯⎯’ | starter call.
She too winced from the sound of the hammer landing hard on the floor as it was tossed away due to Kirishima's excitement. At least he was in full motivation to get to building this and to her surprise, he came to ask her for some help with this. She had her own experience struggle to assemble furniture and other things of the sort for her parents, but she was used to it and got it down pat at this point. It was a matter of reading the instructions thoroughly but the two were already mixed up with the directions. She didn't expect building this equipment would be so lively!
As the support parts were put together by her hands, she glanced over the instructions to see how it's supposed to to. "Oh! I think you have to hammer these two in on the other side. We're supposed to attach that section into the other side of it!" So the answer to it was that it was being looked at upside down. Uraraka smiled as he thanked him while the hammer worked its job to keep the pieces together and she released it for a moment. "No problem! I just thought you'd ask someone else to help you with it but I'm happy to help. And you said you wanted your room to be more manly and productive, what better way than building your own gym inside!”
[🤝] for Sender to take Receiver's hand without warning.
Meme || x || Accepting!! @rockhardhero
Non-sexual touch meme
He had been going on about something that annoyed him. It really wasn't hard to annoy him to begin with. What he hadn't noticed was his hand being seized, until there was a light squeeze around it. A flush instantly flared on his face, involuntarily giving a squeeze back. His mind was completely derailed.
「 OOPS 」 + 「 CHIME 」 : for sender to "accidentally" (but in reality, purposely) send receiver a risqué image. (to Bakugou)
𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐍/𝐒𝐅𝐖 … [x] // @rockhardhero
「 OOPS 」 : for sender to accidentally send receiver a risqué image.
「 CHIME 」 : for sender to purposefully send receiver a risqué image.
The way he quickly threw his phone to the side after opening the message. Kirishima wasn't that much of an idiot, was he? Scratch that. He absolutely was. Flushing over having to retrieve his phone, taking another look at the photo before deleting it. He got enough bearings to text back.
[Txt: Kiri]: 'The rocks have taken over your brain.'
[Txt: Kiri]: 'You're lucky that didn't get sent to anyone else.'
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Send Kabedon to force my muse against a wall [x] // @rockhardhero
For once, the red head caught him off guard. "This isn't the place to be doing things like this. I'll blast your ass off if anyone sees." Despite his words, no explosions came. His face getting quite a little flush to it, trying to hide it as he glared daggers into him.
Send "COLLARED" for my muse's reaction to your muse putting a collar on them. [x]
"You know I fucking hate this thing! I'm not wearing it." Once again, ripping the pet tag from his neck and tossing it to the side. He wasn't no god damn pet, and he certainly wasn't going to listen to this idiot. There was enough for him to deal with after accumulating so much debt. But this is where he drew the line.
Fists tighten as hard as his teeth sank into his bottom lip, trying to focus on the self-inflicted pain instead of nervousness. This was his last chance. He had transferred to and from so many other hero schools and if UA could not help him master his power, then no one could. Nathanaël stood before the door marked 1-A, waiting for Mr. Aizawa’s signal before entering.
Once his class settled down, the professor glanced at the paperwork then at his students. “Listen up. As you all know, today’s the day we’re getting a transfer student for our class. I’m pretty sure you’re all very excited to meet him and all that.” He gestured towards the door with two fingers, telling the young redhead to come in. “He’s from overseas so try not to scare him.”
Nathanaël immediately felt sick, the damn nerves fidgeting inside him. It was just the first day, it should have been alright but he remembered he already had experienced many other ‘first days.’ Due to his ability nearly fatally wounding his classmates, he faced expulsions but his official records always stated a transfer to a more suitable school, better equipped for ‘unstable’ students. It kept happening to the point where the transfers stemmed from him refusing to use his quirk, rendering him useless if he wanted to rescue people.
Moving to Japan was his final hope.
He took a deep breath, knowing he was the root of his problems, not the quirk. Nathanaël had to make this work or else be nothing but a liability, watching from the sidelines. Another breath and he entered in stride, trying to mask his concern under false confidence. He stood before his new classmates, teal eyes darting from one unfamiliar face to another. They seemed friendly enough, some waved and smiled which eased his previous anxiety. He even spotted a fellow redhead to which he grinned at.
“Introduce yourself already.”
“Oh, right. S-sorry, Mr. Aizawa.” A few tinges of red dusted his cheeks, trying to remain cool. It should have been second nature by now to say hello to everyone. He hid his face as much as he could with a bow. “I’m Nathanaël Kurtzberg and I’m pleased to meet all of you.”
The silence soon after felt unnecessary and heavy, as if Nathanaël was supposed to add more. Instead of commenting on the boy’s reluctance for more information, Aizawa sighed softly. “Just take your seat behind Midoriya and we’ll get started.”
A nod though, he didn’t move. None of them had said their names. How would he to know who was who? “Um, which one is Midoriya?”
“Are you for real?!” A louder voice, one Nathanaël visibly flinched at, suddenly rang. “It’s the only empty desk in the entire classroom!”
Not even five minutes in and the new kid managed to piss someone off. “S-sorry.”
