Why Not Just Save Yourself Some Time And Walk Through A Car Wash Then?

“Why not just save yourself some time and walk through a car wash then?”

“I’m washin’ me and my clothes!” He’s drunk as fuck.

It hadn’t really been on purpose, finding their missing teacher. But the four of them couldn’t just completely keep themselves from looking. Shoto hadn’t honestly expected they could with their searching kept under wraps on the weekends and evenings. It was simply a matter of being in the right place at the right time. Or maybe the wrong place considering how much trouble like this they got into. But they wouldn’t turn down a chance like this, and they’d alerted Endeavor as well as All Might. They would just back off when the pros arrived, and get their professor out of harms way in the meantime if they could. 

They’d had to split up to ensure they could cover enough square feet to maximize the advantage a surprise attack gave them. Bakugou had gone off on his own while Izuku and Kirishima were also searching elsewhere. Shoto had also chosen to go alone. He can tell he’s got the right direction as the number of guards he has to get through rises, but with one stomp of his foot the hallway is covered in ice, effectively immobilizing the three men present for the time being. He hurries down the hall, to the only door that’s ajar, sighing in relief as he sees the familiar form of Aizawa. It’s only dampened slightly at the obvious list in his posture and the stalled quality to his words. 

“ It’s me, Sensei. Todoroki. “  He steps closer, shooting a quick text to Izuku.  “ I’m going to take off the blindfold. “ Shoto announces before gently reaching up to slide the blindfold off of his teacher’s head.  “ Pro heroes are on their way. But we should try to get you out of here now. I’ll untie you. “ 

@quirkdriven said:  💉💉 

They stopped letting him be awake once he overheard and started asking questions.  Or threatening, he doesn’t quite remember which one.  Something about someone likely wanting him out of the way or wanting information.  The latter is less likely given the logistics.  It’s alarming to know that there’s at least three more people in the world who know about the way his quirk works.  It wasn’t a clean takedown, but it was efficient enough that he hadn’t had entirely enough time to register what was going on.  There was frustration at some point that he didn’t know the topic of only that it often meant something else bruised or buzzing fingers that left burns where ever they touched.   There’s a sound he recognizes, but can’t place.  A sort of cracking noise that he thinks he’d be able to name if he could actually think.  The door lets in an abnormal chill that doesn’t seem right.  If he strains he can pick up what sounds like complaining coming from outside.  There’s definite footsteps that sounds like a person coming towards him.  Thick fabric still obscures his vision and his mouth is slow to open in an attempt to snap something vaguely defensive.  “Said fuck off.” 

Whats Your Muses Underlying Motif?

The Bread

whether it’s your ability to rise against the odds, provide comfort, or be a staple in lives, your undercurrent is bread. you’re made from love and you carry it your whole life, to give on to others in any way you can. you’re delicate and it doesn’t take a lot to break you, but still you rise up and that is more important than what took you down. be careful with your heart, it’s so full of love that it needs to be treated delicately. you’re a staple in lives, a necessity, but not always as appreciated as you should be. so here is a thanks to you. m.f.k fisher said “ the smell of good bread baking, like the sound of lightly flowing water, is indescribable in its evocation of innocence and delight” and that my friend, that is you

aemulo​:

“I tried, but they jus’ call the cops on you.”

“Pity. Did you explain how efficient it would be?” 

‘ better let an expert handle this one. ’ // jirou @ kami

* pick-a-fight meme

“ Hey! I’m not bad at everything you know! “  It’s not that he really blamed her for assuming he didn’t have the experience for this situation, in her defense he probably didn’t. He just wished sometimes that people could give him the benefit of the doubt. Or at least wait a minute or two before assuming his ignorance. Of course, Jirou had seen him in action enough that maybe it was fair for her to assume the worst.  “ But.. out of curiosity, who would you say is the expert here? Not that I need advice or anything. “

Toga: Jin, back me up on this with zero hesitation.

Twice: Whatever she said, she’s correct. And fuck you Overhaul.

Overhaul: I wasn’t even in this conversation.