Izuku's Giggle Brought Such Warmth To Rody As He Laughed Along With Him. It Could Be A Good Perch For

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It seems like the green-haired one has an answer for every question someone could possibly ask; the confidence in his voice suggests as much. “Well, your usual random member doesn’t have any useful information. Not the kind I need, anyway.”

The answer to the next question — what is it that he’s trying to find in the ruins of Humarise? — comes right after Izuku’s first statement. “You know what they were planning to do, right? I mean, we all do,” he begins in with a sort of introductory note, only to follow it with the words the other wants to hear the most. “This can’t happen again. The formula needs to be found and protected, so nobody else can attempt such a thing,” he lies. The ease uttering these false truths comes to him with is appalling; he even works to reflect the air of concerned urgency in how his fists clench on the table, and how his gaze fills with hope.

Truth be told, it’s not all lies. Izuku truly doesn’t want this tragedy to happen again, but rather find a different use to Trigger. One that wouldn’t work on such a big scale, and that would only be aimed at his individual enemies.

His interest had piqued. As wary as he was, he needed to know where this was going. "Of course," the answer was obvious. Humarise's plan was practically known worldwide.

Rody let the answer set in. The formula...? So that's what he was after. Any Humarise member that worked closely with the formula would be the most preferable then.

...His dad would have been one of them, right? Since he worked on the bombs and all.

...

Would that kind of information be on that chip from the case? He at least knew where the main base was... Some, if not most, of the humanity salvation bombs had to be manufactured there.

"I think anyone in their right mind would agree that it shouldn't happen again." He had to stop thinking so much about this. How did Rody end up as the guy to get information from? "But I really can't get involved in this sort of thing," again. He almost said the word out loud but caught himself. That word alone would have revealed too much. Talking like this was already getting him involved, and he didn't want to dive any deeper.

He eyed the stranger once more. He wasn't a hero undercover was he..? Would a hero go about getting information like this in some shady bar? There had to be better options for intel. A vigilante, maybe? It didn't matter right now. Not like Freckles would tell him if Rody asked. "I'm sure there are others that have thought like you. Maybe a group of heroes already dealt with it and have the formula secured already. Then you have nothing to worry about." The brunette reached out and took a fry, popping it into his mouth as he motioned to get up. "Maybe talk to the police or something." Rody wanted out of the conversation.

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<slides a plushie lookin like deku & runs>

"Hey! You left your-!!" Rody's words trailed off, coming to the conclusion that the other was too far for his words to reach them.

"Geez," his hand motioned to grab the left behind object, "What was that all about? Now I'm gonna have to put this in lost-and-found..." It was just then that he finally took a good look at said object.

He couldn't help but smile.

"Heh, of course that hero has some merch already." Maybe Rody wouldn't put the plushie in the lost-and-found right away.

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10 people I want to know better tag game!

Tagged by @i-write-shakespeare-not-disney Thank you! A pleasant surprise :]

Last song: Routines in the Night by Twenty One Pilots. Was listening to music on the drive home last night after a convention and I do love em

Favorite color: Blue! I like light blues and then a good navy blue

Last movie: OKAY LISTEN- it was Despicable Me 4. Put off on watching it but my family and I have seen all of the others so we finally sat and watched it. Before that was Sonic 3.

Last TV show: I believe it was Teacup. A show on Peacock based on a book. Real interesting, a little gorey. There's no season 2 though. Oh well.

Sweet/spicy/savory: Always between savory and sweet but I always crave some chocolate after a meal so I'll go sweet!

Relationship: Taken :)

Last thing I googled: "Is vivinit internet legit" because we just had a guy at our front door trying to offer it

Latest obsession: Always Rody. But also heavily into Epic. Cannot stop listening/singing to those songs. Waiting for my sweatshirt to come in!

Looking forward to: Making more art and merch! I have a lot planned, just struggling with what to finish first, haha.

Tagging (if you want!): @explodcor @nuravity @itsumoegao

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the only thought in my brain post whm

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this is a social experiment reblog this if u were rping on tumblr before 2016

SPOILERS for World Heroes Mission

My adoration for this family is unending, boundless

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more random dialogue prompts ,

“why do you have that look on your face?”

“finish what you’re doing, we have to talk.”

“what have you done to yourself?”

“did you do something different with your hair?”

“it doesn’t do any good to get worked up.”

“when was the last time we had a real conversation.”

“are you in the witness protection program, or what?”

“there’s something wrong with me.”

“no, i don’t hate you.”

“hey stupid.”

“we’re aren’t them.”

“looks like i’ll live long enough to make you pay.”

“you know you’re wrong.”

“i don’t understand, why are you doing this?”

“now, before i say anything, promise me you’ll stay calm.”

“what makes me so special?”

“you have no idea what i’ve been through.”

“you really don’t have to do that, not for me.”

“did you really think you’d get a second chance?”

"how about we don’t do that.”

“i have a lot going for me, but humility is not one of them.”

“you’re the worst.”

“i don’t need you right now.”

“don’t just stand there, looking at me.”

“i thought you were supposed to call me.”

“take my hand.”

“i need you.”

“you’re allowed to need help sometimes.”

“for someone who doesn’t like to feel things, you sure feel a lot of it out loud.”

“when this is all over, i want it to be you and me.”

“why won’t you tell me what happened?”

“you don’t know what this means to me.

“i know it doesn’t make sense.”

“i’m trying really hard to keep it together.”

“i know you’re new, but we do things a little differently here.”

“your voice is putting me to sleep.”

“did you find what you were looking for?”

"you knew and you didn’t even warn me?”

“well, i guess that’s broken.”

“i thought it was part of the act.”

“you think u don’t know you’re only here because they sent you?”

“you promised to call me if you didn’t know what to wear.”

“you can keep a secret, can’t you?”

“how could you do this to me?”

“put the gun down, dearest. i have news!”

“i know you don’t have any reason to trust me, but you need to know something.”

“if you’re here to tell me what happened last night, someone beat you to it.”

“people think i’m weird.”

“i think i’m losing myself again.”

“you can’t be here.”

“i wish you’d come to the funeral.”

“do you know what today is?”

“so, you broke my favourite mug… and you’re breaking up with me?”

“i need to get out.”

“it’s like i’m cursed or something.”

“you are remarkably well-behaved tonight, what have you been up to?”

“you gonna eat that?”

“sir, the pony rides are for children only.”

“i don’t want you to worry about that anymore.”

“we’ll never make it in time.”

“you’d be late for your own funeral.”

“you should have seen it coming.”

“oh, good, you’re here! hold this.”

“why can’t you just be happy for me?”

“on a scale of one to ten, how do you feel about nachos right now?”

“is this how you flirt with everyone?”

“how much longer till we’re there?”

“what have you done?”

“it’s time for you to repay that debt you owe me.”

“where did you get that? who gave it to you?”

“what kind of mother has thoughts like that?”

“i know I haven’t been what you needed, but i’m here, and i wanna help.”

“i never want to hear you say that again.”

“you’re all i have.”

“i know it’s not perfect, but i did follow the recipe this time.”

“i was doing so well until you showed up.”

“don’t eat that! i made it ‘specially for our guest.”

“it’s not that i don’t like my life, it’s that i don’t have the energy to enjoy it.”

“how can you stand this place?”

“don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t exactly blend in.”

“you need to stop.”

“i don’t like that look, what happened?”

“is that seriously your password?”

“what’s your problem?”

“you had no right to use it without asking.”

“oh, wow, you weren’t kidding.”

“i couldn’t trust my own parents to protect me.”

“i’m surprised you haven’t been arrested yet. wait, no, i’m not.”

“why do you want to help me?”

“ten bucks for that piece of crap?”

“we have to hurry, they’re coming!”

“hey, look what came in the mail!”

“do you want to get a drink or something?”

“please tell me you didn’t eat that.”

“the worst part is you didn’t even notice.”

“if i wanted help, i would have asked.”

“wanna tell me what’s going on with your grades?”

“you need to leave.”

“talk to me, okay? i need to know what’s going on.”

“i do blame you.”

“sometimes life deals you a bad hand, but you can still play your cards right and win.”

“you’re no longer useful to me.”

“i’m not good with sarcasm: if you don’t like me, just say it.”

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which aesthetic™ colour are you?

tangerine

You, frankly, are a goddamn delight. You bring light with you wherever you go, and whether you're aware of it or not, you're the life of the party. Despite your flamboyant nature, you're surprisingly soft. You give the sweetest gifts, and are probably the best amateur masseuse of your friend group. Those closest to you see this softness, and love you for it. Remember this when you are called "too much": there is no such thing as too much of you. People who say those things are just too small to have the space for your light. Don't tone it down, just find people who will treasure every piece of you.

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vsagis​:

Finally, the green-haired boy’s smile takes a turn, teeth showing behind parted lips as he lets out an amused huff.

“You’re smart,” he comments, still not providing any confirmation or negation for the other’s guesses. Instead, he presses a finger against the edge of the plate and pushes it to the middle of the table, as if inviting the server to help himself to the fries. Then, he withdraws his hand, the wrist curled back, and lays his palms flat on the table before mirroring the other’s position. Now it looks like they’re both discussing some sort of secret— if they were actors on set of a cliché spy film, that is. That’s why nobody will really pay attention.

“You promise you won’t tell?” It sound like he’s joking, but when Izuku finally gives his answer, it’s clear he’s speaking the truth. “Humarise. Or whatever’s left of it.”

A heartbeat, and he adds one more thing: “I couldn’t be any further from associating with them in any way than I already am, before you accuse. They’re scum.”

"I'll take that compliment." From the smile to the simple action of pushing fries across the table, Rody was slowly seeing the real side of this guest. Technically, he wasn't supposed to sit on the job. Technically.

He sat down across from the green-haired fellow, amused. He sat comfortably, as if he was simply talking to a friend. The guy really didn't have to worry about any attention being drawn to him; everyone was eating, drinking, or watching whatever game was on the TV.

"Promise." Rody humored him with a smile. Who would he tell anyway? All jobs were secretive around here. But rumors always seemed to leak through the cracks.

His heart dropped at the name.

Now, Rody's done a lot of lying in his life, had to charm his way out of things often, so he did his best to keep a neutral reaction. At least the guy didn't want to join them.

"You're trying to find Humarise members?" Was the first question out of his mouth. He spoke low. "People around here don't like to talk about them, let alone mention them, so you might be out of luck, Freckles."

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