Yes... Are They Really What I Think They Are?

“ yes... are they really what i think they are? “

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“ wait …. can you see ‘em too?” 

Shipping Call - Send me one if you want to plot one or more of these

💚 - friendship 💙 - kinship ( blood or symbolic familial bond ) 💔 - past relationship 💜 - hateship ( they hate each other but can’t stay away ) 💛 - hateship ( enemies ) 💟 - friends with benefits ❤ - romantic relationship

f*ck with my muse send a number, get a drabble. caution: blood, torture, lots of violence.

1: dangle my muse over the edge of a building

2: break any bone(s) in my muse’s body

3: slap my muse

4: punch my muse 

5: drug my muse

6: shoot my muse

7: stab my muse

8: pour salt in my muse’s wound(s)

9: strangle my muse

10: step on my muse’s finger(s)

11: wake my muse with bright lights

12: hold my muse’s head under water

13: burn my muse

14: make my muse listen to loud, high-pitched noises

15: spit in my muse’s face

16: beat my muse to a bloody pulp

17: hit my muse with a vehicle

18: throw an object at my muse

19: follow my muse

20: leave my muse out in the cold

21: withhold food from my muse

22: place a cup of water just out of my muse’s reach

23: trip my muse

24: insult my muse

25: scar my muse

26: frighten my muse

27: grab a fistful of my muse’s hair

28: knee my muse in the gut

29: force my muse to stay awake

30: lock my muse in a room

31: watch my muse collapse and do nothing

32: grip my muse’s wrists

33: hit my muse over the head with a blunt object 

34: force my muse to their knees

35: force my muse to their feet

36: bite my muse

37: knock a few of my muse’s teeth loose

38: poke and prod at my muse’s injuries

39: send a disturbing package to my muse

40: poison my muse

Himiko watches her brother with a similarly calculating expression once her smile drops. 

“You know it is.” While this is the first time Neito had seen her in the aftermath of a murder, she knows that the school and police had to have told her parents what happened and that she was suspected of the many murders she’s committed since. It can’t have escaped his notice, no matter how much he wanted to ignore it. 

“You should come with me then. I didn’t leave because of you, I just couldn’t stand everything else.” It’s true enough, he wasn’t one of the reasons she left. Though she isn’t sure that that is what he’s worried about. Maybe he was upset that he wasn’t enough to make her stay. 

@quirkdriven​ from here

The sight of the kill makes him want to vomit. 

The smell of it makes his quirk yearn for blood.

His expression belies neither of these things, unnervingly collected, watching her with narrowed eyes.

“So this is what you do now?” It’s said as a simple question, but anyone who knew him well would hear the underlying note of betrayal.

He doesn’t respond to her question, aloof in his hurt and disgust, simply glancing over his shoulder.

“I’ll give you a heads up to get out of here before I call for backup.” Unlike some people, he didn’t betray his family.

“Then again, you’ve never been someone I could trust to be fine if you weren’t always in sight.”