“Why Not? If She Were To Dress Up As Any Hero, It Might As Well Be The Best One Around, Don’t You

“Wow, so soon!” Rody reached up to pat the bird a couple of times. It was his way of telling her to calm down after the previous outburst.

“That works for me. You just let me know whenever you’re all set to head out. I’ll make sure to be ready by then.”

@rody-soul​

"You can't tell me what to do."

          “i might not be able to make you sleep or drink water, but it does beg the question on how you’re doing.”

i wanna know what everyone’s majors are mutuals i want to know i love you and i’m interested

more injury prompts bc reasons

INJURED

“  no— stop.  go on ahead.  i can take care of this myself.  ”

“  fuck.  i think something’s wrong.  ”

“  shit it hurts.  i can’t move.  ”

“  i don’t think i can keep going like this.  ”

“  is that my blood?  that’s my blood…  ”

“  if i tell you to leave me behind,  would you listen?  ”

“  well.  there goes my favorite shirt.  ”

“  it feels like i can’t breathe i—  ”

“  how bad is it— wait don’t tell me. i don’t think i wanna know.  ”

“  i can’t feel it.  ”

“  i don’t wanna sound like a wimp but this is really freakin’ me out.  ”

“  i’m scared.  please don’t…please don’t let me die.  ”

“  it’s okay.  think i can walk.  ” 

“  i’ll be okay but i’m gonna need to get this bandaged and fast.  ”

“  is this the part where i’m supposed to be heroic and say it’s just a scratch?  ”

“  i think i’m going into shock.  ”

“  i was just trying to be brave.  like you.  ”

BYSTANDER

“  please be okay,  please be okay. fuck!  ”

“  well this isn’t how i pictured i’d be sweeping you off your feet.  ”

“  i can’t get to it to stop bleeding— it won’t stop.  ”

“  okay,  i’m gonna keep some pressure on this and we’re gonna get you some help,  alright?  ”

“  no.  don’t move.  you need to stay still.  ”

“  i’m sorry—  i was gonna try to help but it happened so fast.  ”

“  please don’t die i really don’t need that kind to trauma right now.  ”

“  if it hurts,  good.  it means you’re still going.  now just hold on a little longer.  ”

“  no,  shit.  fuck okay.  we’re gonna fix you i promise.  ”

“  shit shit shit shit.  ”  

“  i dunno what i’m supposed to do— what do i do?!  ”

“  you’re going into shock,  alright?  i need you to just focus on my voice.  ”

“  no— don’t take the fucking knife out.  ”

“  fuck.  that’s a lot of blood.  ”

“  jesus christ i am not prepared for this.  ”

“  if you die for me i’m gonna be really fucking mad keep your eyes open.  ”

“  you shouldn’t have done that.  fuck.  ”

“  you did really good.  i’m proud of you. just relax now.  ”  

“  if you die it’ll be like my villain origin story so.  don’t die.  ”

ATTACKER

“  you bleed so pretty,  don’t you think?  ”

“  shit— shit i didn’t mean to…  ”

“  huh.  i thought it’d take more than that to bring you to your knees.  ”

“  this really isn’t personal,  you know.  ”

“  i could’ve made this quick and painless if you hadn’t tried to fight me.  ”

“  this didn’t have to happen.  ”

“  why did you get in the way?!  ”

“  oh fuck,  i’m sorry.  i’m so sorry!  ”

“  after all this time.  and it was so easy.  ”

“  if you want to live,  don’t follow me.  ”

“  next time,  i’ll go for the heart.  ”

“  i told you to stay out of my way.  ”

“  i know you’re probably about to go into shock so pay attention.  don’t take the knife out.  this won’t kill you if you stay down and let me go.  ”

“  are you really still trying to fight?  ”

“  stay down!  ”

“  shh-sh-sh just breathe.  it’ll all be over soon.  ”

“  i’m sorry.  i wish i didn’t have to do this.  ”

“  you brought this on yourself.  ”  

Izuku was currently engaging with one of his many hobbies; furiously scribbling in one of his Hero Analysis notebooks while muttering the words out loud. Though, what was notable were the words he spoke. "Rody....mostly....taught....himself....how to....parkour..." He only began to do this after asking his boyfriend about how he obtained such amazing parkour skills.

The brunette laughed from the hero's bed.

"You're mumbling again." Not that he ever minded it, he actually quite adored it- but wait- he was mumbling about him. Rody shot up from the bed, quickly appearing beside Deku as he peered over his shoulder.

"Isn't this your hero notebook...? Why are you writing about me in here?"

I see the Pino in hero clothes thing, we like her and love that idea. I raise you a drawing of pino in a DEKU hero costume! @rody-soul​

Some very messy doodles based on some RPs! One day I’ll have the time to do something nice and clean.

@nuravity

Ochako: *pulls out her old fashioned phone to take a picture*

“Alright. This is acceptable.” He made sure to pose and smile for the camera.

"Do you really doubt how much I know about you, Katsuki?"

@rody-soul said: "...Decent."

"Oi! These results don't fuckin' count if Deku told you all of the damn answers!"

captivemuses​:

        “That’s true, I bet she can sneak into very small spaces if she wanted to. Does she like hair ties for something particular?” Momo had never heard of a bird liking that particular kind of item, it didn’t strike her as something that could be used to build a nest anyway.

        Nodding appropriately as Rody told her more about Pino, Rody was right in saying her coloring was unique, a pink bird wasn’t all that common but Momo was here for it. Holding out her hand slightly, Momo stopped a few inches shy of Pino when another question came to mind.

        “Does she have a particular spot she likes to be pet on?”

Pino’s small size had definitely been useful in the past during Rody’s not particularly law-abiding job. He was definitely grateful to have a little partner in crime. “Hm, they tend to get lost easily. I lose my own a lot; maybe she’s just trying to make sure I always have a good supply.” How thoughtful of the little bird. If that was true.

Rody smiled at the question, motioning at the area on Pino to pet. “Her head and neck. She’s got a sweet spot on her left side.”

vsagis​:

“So you’re admitting I was right?” Though it’s phrased like a question, down to the intonation even, the underlying sense is that he doesn’t really expect it to be answered. Nor he needs it; he can read between the lines well.

The next part comes easy, as it’s one Izuku knows best. Money is, after all, the best motivator there is. For most people, but that’s the beautiful thing in it all: it means that it works nine times out of ten.

“The world’s safety has no price,” the villain reassures in a light tone. For the persona he has created for this purpose, it may sound innocent enough: just another person relieved he is one step closer to ensure the good guys are going to win again. For the reality… the connexion doesn’t present itself as crystal clear. “I have been given an open account. You want five thousand, you get five thousand, that kind of stuff, you get the gist,” he finishes with a shrug, though a bit quieter this time. Better not to let anybody else hear that, or they might get some stupid ideas.

Not that he can’t handle a robbery, but there’s more important things right now.

“Wouldn’t get too cocky if I were you, still.” Logical, isn’t it? Say a wrong number, either too small and too high, and poof! Suspicion arises, and it’s all gone as if it were never there. “We can do half before, and half after.”

His eyes narrowed at that. Rody wasn't going to agree or disagree verbally. The guy had his attention, for now.

Rody practically mocked such a corny sentence in his mind. The world’s safety has no price. Yeah, sure, but how much are you willing to pay me for its safety? He did his best not to react in any particular way at the hypothetical amount that was stated.

Five thousand? He didn't even make that much in a month! Rody wasn't a truly greedy person. He always took what he could, would sometimes try to negotiate, but never pushed it. And if he ever was greedy, it was for good reason. He had two younger siblings to feed and take care of. Any amount helped.

And five thousand was an amount that would help him out immensely.

"Who says I'm getting cocky?" He retorted with a smirk. Even if the other backed out of the second half of the deal, twenty five hundred was still plenty, but of course it wasn't preferable if five thousand was possible. "I understand how this works. I respect it." Did Rody respect him though? That was a different question.

If he was in on this deal now, Rody was going to have to peek into that memory card with all the Humarise info on it that he should have turned in to the officials in retrospect just to make sure where this formula could be. “I don’t want to do any exchanging while on the job, ya know?” He kept his voice low. “You can give me half outside after my shift ends. Then we’ll meet outside again... tomorrow night? I’ll have what you need by then.” Rody stuck out his hand in classic deal-making fashion. “Do we have a deal?”