@ultraqrk

@ultraqrk​

“Just keep swimming, just keep swimming...”

“ do you think they’d let me in if i dressed as a villain? for my costume, i mean. “

Kaminari Denki

It’s blurry and my hair is messy, but happy mun day :)

"trace" + reverse from jirou to toga!

Send “trace” to purposely touch one of my muse’s scars Send either of these words plus “reverse” for our muses to switch places

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she has to take jirou down pretty quickly with a knife to the leg, which is a pity, because she wishes the hero student could just cooperate and be a good friend. but all too often, toga has found that she has to teach people how to be her friend, it’s been that way ever since she broke free from the girl everyone wanted her to be. she doesn’t mind though, it’s a learning experience for them both and she’s been getting better at making her points more quickly. and now that she had jirou nice and compliant, toga was able to take the time to think about the last time she’d met with the other girl. she’d had to stab her then too, right in the back. but back then she hadn’t been able to take the time she had now. this time they could become proper friends.

moving behind the brunette, toga pulls back her tank top and- yes, there it was. ignoring the flinch, she traces the scar gently, her skin skittering against the raised skin almost reverently. indeed, the sight and feel of her handiwork had a feeling of something akin to giddy pride swelling within her. it’s then that she realizes that she loves jirou just as much as uraraka, another that toga has been able to mark as her own. the thought brings a familiar heat high in her cheeks, flushing prettily as sharp teeth being to creep out behind her widening smile. 

she moves back in front of jirou then, all teeth and bright eyes. “ i think that one will scar too. “ she informs her friend quietly as she reaches out to drag a few fingers across the freshly bleeding wound on the girl’s thigh. the blood sticks hot and thick to her fingers, shining in the light as she pulls her hand back.  “ like those friendship tattoos. but these won’t fade and become dull. “  looking at jirou she licks two of her fingers clean, leaving only her index finger still stark red against her pale hand. bringing the finger up to her mouth, toga bites down with one canine until the tip of her finger opens. she watches in fascination as her own blood mixes with what’s left of jirou’s, quickly becoming indistinguishable from the rest.

“ and now we can be the same, see? ”  toga tells the other girl with a shiver of excitement as her own form melts into that of the other girl’s, her sharp smile looking out of place on jirou’s face. “ isn’t that just beautiful? “

If anyone is interested, I’ve gone and made a BNHA OC sideblog. 

Here’s his bio!