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a daily mood

I wanna do one of those Spo.tify wrapped starter things. 

So like this for a lyric starter!!

☹ for kiri u__u

Send me “ ☹ ”, and I’ll generate a number between 1-75 to see where/how my muse is injured.  46. internal bleeding

eijiro wasn’t one to hide injuries, he’s seen others do it and he knows that it always ends up making things worse. the thing is, he hadn’t thought that he was hurt. a cannonball quirk had seemed a little like overkill, but if any of the 1A students were equipped to handle it, it was him. he can stop bullets, break steel blades, and take a 10 story dive without a scratch, a cannonball to the stomach wasn’t going to stop him. and it hadn’t, he had jumped right back up, dodged another two cannonballs shot his way and punched the guy hard enough to throw him off his feet. it was a success all around as far as eijiro was concerned. 

the soreness that he’d felt for the rest of the day wasn’t unheard of either, especially after a direct his like that. his quirk itself often left him with painfully sore muscles if he’d had it on for extended periods of time, but it would go away before too long. a bit of dizziness had acted up once or twice, but he’d honestly figured that he’d gotten up too quick or just needed a snack. he had even still come to get ready for the training session that he had promised bakugou earlier that week. it wasn’t until a particularly harsh dizzy spell had him staggering to stand back against the wall of the changing room that he and bakugou had just walked out of, that he realized something was really wrong. the pain in his stomach seemed more localized now too. 

“bakugou.. i don’t... i feel..” as his vision steadied up again he looked to the blonde, only to see bakugou looking in horror at his bare torso instead. he frowned momentarily in confusion before looking down at himself to follow his friend’s gaze and... oh, that didn’t look good. if it weren’t for the slow but steady spread of it, eijiro would assume that the dark discoloration on his stomach is a bruise, not that that would make much more sense to him than the fact that he was apparently bleeding internally. but as he whipped his gaze back up to bakugou, the dizziness threatened to overtake him as the pain that had been aching in his stomach all day pitched infinitely sharper, and he was in his friend’s arms before he realized he was even falling. but bakugou always had been impressively quick. he barely had time to slur out a quick  “ thanks kat.. “ before everything went black around him and he went limp in bakugou’s arms.

yooooooouuuuu are so cool and im glad the ywe've started talking more and im so excited about the things we have started, im glad to see you writing again and i hope it continues to fill you with joy bc you are such a delight to write with and talk to

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@shehorned​ gets a sort of plotted starter!

it takes longer than it should for eijiro to notice that he’s being watched, or rather that eri is. he wants to blame the fact that he’s still recovering from the attack two days prior and that he’s just relieved to have eri safe beside him, but he knows that neither of those are excuses to get complacent when there are still so many terrible people that want to use the white haired girl tucked into his side. 

he can see three men that seem to be getting closer and keeping eyes on them, and there may be more, but eijiro doesn’t want to tip them off to the fact that he knows by searching too obviously for others. and with the way they’re getting closer, he knows that there isn’t much time to decide what to do. this is the quickest way back to UA, but that won’t help them if they’re nabbed before they get there. he knows that it’s eri they’re after, and he isn’t fighting on 100%, so the best thing to do would give the girl time to get away and call a pro while he stalls as long as he can.

“ hey eri. “ he starts softly, leaning down to speak to her.  “ i need you to get off at the next stop and call aizawa... can you do that? ”  he hates asking her to go off on her own again when she was so scared before, but he doesn’t really think that he’ll actually be able to beat these men in his current state. still,  if he can buy her time to get to safety, then he would do it without question.