#weirdbunch

"Tch. What's in for us if we gonna join that evil league?! Last time we teamed up with other bozos, they turned on each other an' we got our butts kicked over nothin'!"

"Actually, they didn't really kick our butts tho. Ya know, just a little. They caught us by surprise and everything. We been the ones doin' most of the butt-kickin' out of everyone!"

(Skunk Prompt for Shigs. I'm not really up to date with MHA so I hope this works? ^^)

     “Well first off, being a stand alone villain or villain duo will get you no where. Heroes will always team up with each other and take you out. With numbers on your side, you become stronger. And the League isn’t a team of ‘bozos.’ We’ve been through fights together and have even taken out an army by ourselves. We don’t turn on each other unless you betray first. If you have issues with another team mate, you come to me about it. I don’t have fights in my League..”

if you’re ever in trouble, i’ll help you. that’s what brother’s are for.

i’m happy to have met you.

she made her body resistant to poison for you.

through several lifetimes fushi had alwas been met with such comforting words from those they considered a comrade. never blaming them, always just wanting the best for them without expecting anything in return. they had all been so selfless and kind, totally unlike fushi themself who only ever acted out of self interest. they had already come to the realisation centuries ago that there wasn’t much reason behind their action that went beyond not wanting people to be in pain and die and leave them behind. even at a time like this, they struggled with facing reality.

 this world was a safe world, a world where everyone could find happiness, that was what they truly believed, and fushi genuinely wished to bring everyone back, to let them live their lives and fulfill their dreams. whether said dream was opening a bakery or achieving world piece. but this not being their world, they couldn’t help but fear and worry. the fye was necessary to bring a person back from the grasps of death, but was it even possible for fye to reach this place beyond and if they were, how many of those they held dear had actually followed? the fear of attempting only to be left behind was overwhelming.

but they had to attempt. if they ever wanted to have even a chance to see everyone again, they couldn’t let the fear hinder them. “it’ll be alright...” muttered to themself, not knowing whether those words were meant as belief or to relieve themself that even if it didn’t work it wasn’t like they hadn’t spent so much time alone anyway. and not a moment later laid the empty bodies of some of their most important family members before them. unmoving.

Was that a... turtle? Mat couldn't believe his eyes, it was so tall.

Mat looked up the mutant turtle’s legs, dare he say, they were very human-like —musculature and all.    Turtles usually had stubby legs.

❝ 𝐉𝐞𝐞𝐳... 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐞. ❞ Mat commented. ❝ 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞? ❞ Michelangelo may of been a weirdo, but all smaller animals had a sort of brotherhood in Mat’s eyes. This was a human-centric world they all lived in everyday and they should have each other’s backs in it in order to survive it. ⸻They're all in this together. 

"Yeaaaah, either I'm incredibly basic or we need to be best friends right now."

🔨 “See Bebop? I told you this ain’t the US where people look hurtful when you say hurtful things.” Rocksteady doesn’t seem to share Bebop’s enthusiasm about offending people entirely, even though he is not opposed to the idea of joining that ‘League of Villains’ at least. 

“Killing we can do~” the rhino then adds more contently.

🎵 “Who said I was talkin’ ‘bout sayin’ hurtful things?” Bebop retorts, sounding slightly defensive now about his case. He’s a little disgruntled things don’t seem to go the way he wanted to go about.

“I just wanna crush stuff they make a big deal ‘bout. But, killin’ works too.”

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"Oh no, it's just me. Here people will get hurt and fuss over words. I just have hard skin, I don't take offense or get worked up over minor things.." Maybe he used to. In fact, he was pretty sure he had a short temper back when he was still under All For One's care. But now he was much more mature.

YOU ARE SO SWEET!!!!!

[Prompt]

✒ --- “You might be surprised how often I hear that.”

And yet, as always, Jamack still carried the smile of a fool with all the luck in the world--that, or one who strategically thrived off of others woefully underestimating him. Either way, a little luck wouldn’t hurt at the moment. As it turns out, the location he just so happened to have picked to lurk around for valuables or possible future spot to lay low wasn’t so vacant after all. Even worse, he was alone.

A quick glance around his surroundings for any vantage points in case this confrontation did go sour, and the frog stepped forward... almost insisting it.