#Tw death mentioned

[c0nfused-c0ffin]

Yandere!Angel Headcannons...

CW: Yandere behavior, stalking, and death mentioned

Angels are quite the sight, are they not? Such holy beings who are honored my many and known by none. They can guard you or simply assist you, it depends on their duties. What if an angel would rather have a job of being yours?

Yandere!Angel who was initially given the job of being the guardian angel of your neighbor and closest friend, Elizabeth Yandere!Angel who fell in love with you every time you came over to spend time with Elizabeth Yandere!Angel who may or may not have skipped on some duties and decided to watch you sleep all the time occasionally Yandere!Angel who cannot be seen unless so desired will use his ability to his advantage and will whisper in your ear and touch you lightly. You tend to brush it off Yandere!Angel who completely abandoned his duties and spent all of his time watching over you and becoming your self-proclaimed guardian angel, which does not sit well with the other angels Yandere!Angel who was forced by the higherups to return to his proper human and care for Elizabeth, not her friend. Yan!Angel doesn't take too kindly to the commands "Yes," Yan!Angel nods to the higherups, "I will return to my duties." He smiles, but rolled his eyes internally. That evening, Yan!Angel sits on the roof, looking over to your house. He was observing you relax and watch tv, he thought to himself for a moment. "How dare they try to keep us apart?" He thought and sighed. Yan!Angel looks back to the house of his human then returned his gaze to yours, a smile creeps onto his lips. Yandere!Angel who was soon transferred to being your guardian angel after the death of Elizabeth. You mourned over her death, but don't worry Yan!Angel was there to comfort you...even if you can't see or hear him.

#tw yandere #yandere x reader #yandere male #yandere headcanons #yandere oc x reader #male yandere #yandere angel #tw stalking #tw death mentioned

[yearningaces]

just read the angsty Nyx dead partner one.

now lets go for Ofius next, something something humans killing his lil lover cause they think that the giant´s partner is a traitor or something

love angst, gimme some please

H A MY BOY IS GOING T H R O U G H IT

Ofius has a moral compass only due to his lil love. You are the only solace in the hellish world he's known. His God given light in darkness.

You think he'd be rational?

Nyx is self destructive upon his partners demise.

Ofius is just destructive.

If he has your beloved tiny body he'll mourn, wailing, crying out with the strength in his lungs to shake the mountains near him. He'll carry your corpse into your shared home. Bring you to the giant bed he made to share, and lay you down, tucking you in amidst his choking sobs, so gentle and tender in each loving caress.

Once you're tucked in for the final time, he'll press the softest kiss he can manage to the top of your head. He does his best to keep his tears from falling on your peacefully still form.

Then, as quietly as possible, he leaves and locks the door behind him. From there, he hunts.

For example sake, if it was a human that did this, the entire village will run red with blood. His lil love is gone, no one can tell him to stop now and he never will.

Ofius will tear homes from the ground, occupants be damned and he'll throw the entire house into the next one, into a fleeing crowd, stomp on others, tear them all away, return them to rubble.

He'll tear his hands into the earth, uproot the wells the foundations, the structures those humans constructed. They took his home away so theirs will be laid to ruin.

His rampage isn't over though.

It never will be until he physically can't anymore

See, now that he has his lil love, his light, his life, he can't go back to the desolate existence without them. He just can't, let him die, let him die please, by nature's will take him, tear his heart out, end his torment and suffering and misery, let him die.

He'll keep going. Attacking anything that reminds him of your end. Anything that you loved is spared with sorrowful glances but anything else is going to die.

He won't stop. He won't sleep, he won't eat, he won't drink. He just keeps going. Keeps destroying.

When he feels his body ready to give out, ready to keel over into an unrestful final slumber does he return home.

He's bloody and damaged with his reckless refusal to not care how he hurts in his own rampage.

He's silent as he kneels at the bedside, staring at your now rotting corpse. He doesn't care though. But he can't touch you with his blood stained form. Refusing to disgrace you even now. Instead, he just watches as if waiting for a breath that will never come.

When he feels his heart slow, he rest his head on the very edge of the bed, refusing to look away from you as he finally speaks. A broken tone as if he'd swallowed gravel and sand for years. His voice weak with sorrow and a sense of loss he's never known before. "... Pr'cious... Y' gave this horrible wr'tch love... Y' lov'd, So did I... Lil love."

Ofius knows he's on his last words, he's struggling with each beat of his heart, trying to keep his eyes open to keep gazing at you just a moment more, but ultimately he closes them. Trying to remember you as you were, bright and loving and everything. "... thank ya, lil love..."

...

"...thank..."

...

The home once filled with light and love and warmth is cold and silent.

#letters of yearning #x reader #gender neutral reader #monster boyfriend #ofius the giant #giant x reader #giant x tiny #tw death #tw blood mention #tw death mentioned

[deardiaryts4]

📩 Simblr question of the day: Choose as many sims/ocs as you'd like for this question, What's something INCREDIBLY obscure and/or out-of-pocket about your sim/oc? Something that nobody (fellow sims and/or your followers and mutuals) knows 👀 (This could be things about their social skills, physicality and/or birth defects, or it could be something they vaguely remember, a dream they had that actually predicted the future, etc etc... whatever you come up with)

( p.s I'm [the SQOTD anon] planning on starting a separate SQOTD blog for these asks/questions, and I'm open for input on this :) ) ( p.p.s freely share this SQOTD around, anon or not, and use the # SQOTD ~ 💛 )

It's simple but maybe needs to be built on. Solomon Wolff became a detective because he did not like how his brothers death aka murder was handled.

The detectives on the case, 18 years ago, simply treated the case as "gang related" because of lack of evidence, lack of witnesses and racial bias "allegedly"

To this day his murder remains unsolved.

RIP Enzo

#SQOTD #the sims 4 #tw death mentioned #Detective Solomon Wolff BTS

[samrut]

Old art from the ask blog, talking about how he got his scar.

"I was left hanging for a long time," explained Ivan, "I died, but because I am what I am, I did not stay dead. I died again and again. With no time to heal properly, it eventually became a part of me."

I had to copy from a fic of mine. My ask blog Russia is the one in this RusAme Fic: Hotel Roommates

It has a lot of the lore I was building through my old ask blog.

I will warn folks that my ao3 is full of unsavory fics, but this one is pretty tame. Though still rated E for sexual content and some violence, it is RusAme afterall. I vent a lot through my writing, so ye, you've been warned.

#my art #my old art #hws russia #this old art makes me cringe but I remember liking it at the time lmao #Kinda miss my old blogs #lil bit of nostalgia although not so long ago #again I wish I could locate the originals but ye haha #tw death mentioned #hetalia

[doughbrainer]

TW: Death Mentioned

Barley In @pistachi0art's Ghost AU!

I Just Wanted To Make This Because I Can, But Hey! Gives You Barley's Birthday! And You Now Know She's Allergic To Scorpions!

PS. This Is Only A One Off Thing And Outside Of Info Stated Above, It Doesn't Hold Much Weight To Her Lore Really.

#hlvrai #hlvrai oc #ghost au #barley calhoun #Don't Worry About Everett By The Way #He Wouldn't Even Exist In This AU Anyways #Barley Is In Her Early / Mid 30s When Everett Is Born #And In This She Passes At 23 (If I've Done My Math Correctly) #tw death mentioned

[melodythebunny]

Hey Melody this is Stormkat typing from my phone. I was thinking about your post where Carrie coughs up black sludge. Now I am thinking about Becky doing it in the Fair City vs the Facility au and poor Two Brains freaking out over it.

Ooo yes

And if she's acting all nonchalant about it like carrie here is...

Whatever they were injected with, their bodies are rejecting it. Slowly but surely its breaking their bodies down from the inside out.

In one of the old endings, Carrie refused help and actually hid her symptoms (its easy for her to mask her pain) and so two brains didn't stress over it as much. And thats how she died

In mainverse, two brains puts his foot down and forces her to get some help

@ninjastormhawkkat

#my art #wordgirl oc #wordgirl #carrie #wordgirl au #dr. two brains #ninjastormhawkkat #tw throw up #sorta #tw implied experimentation #twis not the mouse man u-u #tw death mentioned

[anti-radqueer-zone]

TW: Wishing death on someone Lol, it's kind of funny because just because you're siblings doesn't mean you like each other. I've literally cut my sibling off and every day I hope he dies, not all siblings like each other. Like bro it's true radqueer came from mogai, they're more like a parent child relationship, but parents still put their kids up for adoption and/or abandon them or cut them off. (Me talking about wishing death on my brother does not translate to radqueers btw, I was just explaining my own experience)

#anti radqueer #anti transid #antiradqueer #anti transabled #anti radpara #anti trace #anti contact #anti transx #anti transautistic #tw death threats #tw wishing death #tw death mentioned

[braverynight]

Relax, it’s just bug juice.

I’ve had this image in my head and I couldn’t think of another character to put so here’s Skooble

Skooble belongs to @skooblesleepymaw

Riamam Lampnom belongs to me!

#tw death mentioned #bugsnax #bugsnax oc #riamam lampnom #skooble #drunk and sad #suffer my character

[aceofportsmouth]

where -  town square when -  light festival who - open

A distraction was what he needed. Anything to forget about the growing problems associated with the university, including his parents' growing demands for him to either transfer or take the semester off, added more pieces to his ever growing pile. Booker wanted to forget, to think about something else. Unfortunately, the only other thing on his mind was Valentine’s Day and that was equally upsetting. He was as single as pringle and the current aura following the campus did strike him as a good romantic setting. He wandered the stalls, stopping to chat when he saw any locals he recognized. Hometown hero did have to make his rounds. It worked in his favor when a kindly, older gentleman gave him two hot chocolates with a wink. Booker smiled and thanked the man, turning to leave. He sighed. What was he going to do with two? His eyes caught a nearby student. Booker put on his most pleasing smile and approached. “Care to save me from a burnt tongue?” He jokes, offering the beverage. Booker shuffles his sheet, glancing around the festival. “Are you planning to stay for the light show? I’m surprised the university is even letting us out after dark.” Because of the... Booker doesn’t utter the words. He wanted a distraction. 

#wellsenough #ogdenstarter #tw death mentioned

[ladyfarona]

I look at Lucifer's angel outfit and want to cry. What are those golden things. Why are they so intricate. I'm having mecha drawing flashbacks. 😭😭😭

#I'm working on a redraw of my Pride picture #So I need this as a reference #But sir #Why #Why is your outfit so extra #I'm dying here #Sorry I get tunnel vision when I see something extremely detailed #Yes the rest of the outfit is easy #But the golden thingies?! #I see nothing else. Urrrrggghhh #Tw death mentioned #In tags #Obey me Lucifer

[jaymesdoodles]

whenever I look back to 7th grade, the year after my friend died, I just realize I was having full-on hallucinations and suffering from psychosis and like I had no idea. Like, I thought I was just a magical kid and having "visions" when I was really just having auditory hallucinations and trauma induced nightmares.

Like, yes, I was a spiritual kid who believed in spirits and that your subconscious could tell you more. And like while, I don't think that's bad at all, the extent I was going through and the suffering too. I wish I would've been able to tell someone or at least not have stupid online conspiracy videos influencing it, yknow?

#ask to tag #tw death mentioned #jaymes talks #idk how to tag this

[ducknotinarow]

[2k3]

Donatello isn't sure of the time that had passed, but he is aware he's still in bed. Anytime he even thought about moving, Raph was there to stop him. He would rest even if it was the last thing he'd do apparently. He wanted to be back in his lab so bad. Laying on his side, staring at nothing, aware of the shell pressed to his own, Don quirks his swollen beak. He never spoke about his trauma, never crossed his mind to open up. To share the burden. But he kept being asked, and Donatello knew he wouldn't be left alone until they got more answers. So he swallowed thick, and spoke up,

"I fell."

He's quiet again, staring at nothing. Course, Don's words left more to be desired, so, he opened up again,

"When the foot found me, I tried to fight them off, but there were too many," Don spoke up, "So I ran, went to the rooftops but...but there were so many, I was cornered and edged to side of the building."

His voice was trembling, relieving it all. He struggled to find his voice,

"I lost my footing, and...I fell Raph," Don murmured, "I fell and I was sure I was going to..."

He couldn't finish his sentence, it was clear what he feared though. He was sure he was going to die in that moment. He could still feel the air rushing passed him, still feel the adrenaline burning his veins,

"I'm sorry Raphie," Don says quietly, "I shouldn't have gone scavenging by myself, I was stupid," He takes blame, "I'll be prepared next time though."

He tries again, to sit up and escape to his laboratory,

"I'll make sure the phones can't break, that we can always track each other," Running away with ideas now, "Maybe find a way to not crack our shells when we fall..."

Oh look, now he has a new fear, a new worry. Not himself dying, that was nothing to him, but his brothers falling and getting hurt. They would be okay, he'd find a way to do it. He just needed to get to his lab, that's all.

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Raph could tell from the sound of Donnie's breath they had finally fallen asleep it was enough to relax him, his damn twin was never one good with the whole resting thing. He let his own eyes close a moment not sleeping himself just resting as he was careful about how much weight he pressed to his brothers own shell. He did recall how they used to do this as kids a lot. Raphael could never tell why he did this it just was easier to talk when he would with his shell to Don's shell. Easier to open up in a way, their shells protected them and well maybe that had something to do with it. Donnie had even mentioned how still dose it to this day, it was just a comfort he guessed. Even at their age now he sometimes still needed the comfort Donnie brought to him. Raphael just didn't see that Donnie also took a lot of comfort from it as well.

Raphael was just glad that Donnie was still here to placate them on it. Raph isn't sure how much time passed but it was enough for Donnie to wake up and even talk it seemed.

"I fell."

"yeah?" Raph offers in case Donnie somehow forgot when they were sleeping.

"When the foot found me, I tried to fight them off, but there were too many,"

I should have been there.

"So I ran, went to the rooftops but...but there were so many, I was cornered and edged to side of the building."

Wouldn't be the first time the foot out numbered one of them shell, they nearly lost Leo in the same way and he was one of their better fighters. Fuck even when they tried getting away they just kept coming, and coming for them nonstop. The foot were a force you couldn't take lightly. The were cold and calculated they knew how to ware down their target. Any of them were weak on their own blind sides and sort-sight they all hand but together they could watch for those, for each other. No wonder the moment they saw Donnie on his own they went for him. Raph bawled up a shaking hand into a tightly bond fist as he could hear his brother's voice tremble beside him.

"I lost my footing, and...I fell Raph,"

He was cornered and trapped, left to die.

"I fell and I was sure I was going to..."

If I haven't felt like something was wrong...

Donnie wouldn't say it and Raph didn't dare think it in that moment, but the both knew it. Donnie could have died. He would been nothing more than a corpse and not resting in bed beside Raph now. Raph couldn't explain it but he could feel, fear. It wasn't his though it's how he knew something had to be wrong. Donnie was the only one not home at the time. At first he thought maybe it was just an anxiety response. But, it just didn't feel like it was coming from himself. He just thankful for that because it let them find Donnie. He always found Donnie, he just fear that one of these times they wouldn't be alive when he did.

"I'm sorry Raphie,"

Raph finally opened his eyes and slightly moved to look over his shoulder, staring at the back of his twin brother. Habit the second they called him that it put Raphael on alert because well Don needed him. Didn't matter the context just always meant he needed them.

"I shouldn't have gone scavenging by myself, I was stupid,"

"Don"

"I'll be prepared next time though."

Don, start to move likely trying to leave his bed and run off to his lab, "Don would ya stay still for a fuckin' mintue!" Raph quickly snaps getting after his brother setting a hand to their shoulder ready to make them lie right back down.

"I'll make sure the phones can't break, that we can always track each other,"

"Don that's fine but it can wait." Sometimes it was easy to forget how strong Donnie was as Raph had a issues holding them back right now.

"Maybe find a way to not crack our shells when we fall..."

Oh Don was far to gone at this point he was already looking at everything he had done wrong, looking into any solution need. Donnie didn't need to say any of that Raph just knew his brother, he learned from his mistakes. Improved his work, meaning he stayed working till the point of exhaustion and right now that was the last thing he was going to do.

"Donatello!" Raph yelled finally, no Don or even Donnie just full on Donatello. Shoving them back down to the bed "All your fuckin' fixin' is yourself! Mistakes can be learned from! we'll just travel in groups till it clams down again. The phones can be replaced, Shells can heal!" Raph went on to list clearly letting that flame of his anger build

"BUT YOU CAN'T BE REPLACED DAMNIT!" He took a second to try and relax himself..."We could have lost ya, an' all ya wanna worry about is all this other stuff? We all go out alone we all run the risk of gettin' hurt. Even Leo has screwed up 'ike that." Raph gose to point out "Yet instead of sitting down and restin' ya wanna worry about things that haven' even happened yet?! And to the rest of us when for once in ya damn life ya need to be worrying about you're self!" Raph shouted, breathing heavy as he tried to clam himself down, from being more angry? no. But, he could keep it back any more as tears started to well up in his eyes. Even with his mask able to soak up most of them they were clearly welling up daring the pour over the fabric as he looked down at Donatello.

"I get you take a lot of pride in what you build or whatever" missing the mark here "but it's aint the damn manchies we were worried about it was you idiot! When we were out there lookin' it wasn't with the thought that all the stuff wouldn't be around anymore. We got by with out that stuff before, but anytime ya damn curious ass went missing we always panicked about you not getting back home and that how we felt about now to." moving back now, he was going to stay posted here but he was pissed the hell off now. "we can lose all of that but if I lost you I'd be lost for good Donnie." He growled a bit under his breath before moving off from Don's bed, jumped down not bothering with the ladder in the moment as he instead went to stand by their bedroom door. The clear sound of him punching the door enough to show his frustration right now.

#muse| hamato rapheal #madamkezzie #aflockofffeathers #[ you think first i hit first aflockoffeathers] #muse interactions #ic reply #stayed qeued #((someone may been taking all that harder than he thought u-u)) #tw death mentioned

[emzchaos]

Ryan decided she's done with my shit already and got electrocuted then my game crashed how ironic is that?

#Emzia Speaks #nonsims #tw death mentioned #I'm going to bed lmao

[ialiwbyb]

Prologue ⇢ ˗ˏˋ The Tokyo Museum of Fallen Heros; a memorial exhibit. ࿐ྂ

❜ ─ the bittersweet future series by ialiwbyb ─ ❛

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Fandom: My Hero Academia

word count: 2,033

c/w: <Spoiler for chapter 362, canon and non canon death mentioned throughout, decades post-canon, gn!reader with a name, self-harm and substance abuse mentioned, missing persons mentioned, heroes, angst with a bittersweet ending, hero memorial museum setting, battles mentioned but not specified, UA student!reader.>

  (reader/original character pov)

You had been looking forward to this trip for months now, it was promised to you at the beginning of your high school career. One of the many perks of being a third year were the many trips your class was eligible for, there was also the autonomy of internship programs but also the freedom in your curriculum. You were now a third-year student at UA high school enrolled in the pro hero class, a prestigious school for heroes in training made famous by its many accomplished and powerful alumni. The trip you looked forward to most was taking today, the day trip to the memorial museum of pro heroes who have lost their lives, highlighting those who died in action and shaped the world or country in some manner.

It was all so glorious in the brochures you have hoarded your entire life, it didn’t disappoint in person: the building was made of white polished marble- made in the likeness to the Parthenon and located in the center of the largest and most grand park in the middle of Tokyo. The entire area was erected after the war against All For One and the League of Villains was won by the heroes of Japan. While you were born several years after the accident, you were all too well acquainted with it. It was a great tragedy that still scars the world, those who lived through it still pass on the stories every day. It was what ultimately inspired you and many of your classmates to become heroes, to not only honor the heroes who fought in the past but to continue their legacies and protect as they did. 

As you walked the halls of the monument the holograms of the hero’s past only remind you of what inspired you so despite only took a bit of time to glance over the text’s beneath the people you passed as you were rushed to get to one specific exhibit. You came for one area only, the one located in the back wing of the large structure dedicated to a small group of heroes in particular. It was guarded by tall mahogany doors covered by a detailed gold design replicating vines and protected by security on either side, you gained access by following your very pink dance teacher Ms. Ashido. She took you along with a small group of her most trusted students into the well-protected memorial with her, as she had promised you all several times in your collective time with the vibrant teacher.

There was a plaque erected in the center of the room, just before a line of holograms, Ms. Ashido walked a seemingly familiar path to read it out loud to your puny group who took their seats one by one on the stone benches that lined circles the memorials. Her voice was normal loud and cheery filled with nothing but enthusiasm (which matched her colorful exterior), but that changed when she read, Ashido’s tone morphed to be hushed spilling out a hidden sadness:

“ To most, explosions cause a fear reaction. Depending on the type of person you are, you would either run from the sound or try and cease it with too many well-practiced methods. But to a tiny group of people, their first instinct when they hear the booms of a destructive blast they stand still and marinade in nostalgia mixed with grief and so many other primarily negative emotions. For them, the eruptions remind them of a particular hero in training who lost his life in action before he even became a full-fledged hero- hell, before he even turned 18. Katsuki Bakugou’s death shook not only Japan but also the world. It fueled the heroes and heroes in training who knew him best to not only finish his battle but win the war. You must believe that he got the justice that he would have wanted.

In the wake of Dynamite’s death, new laws were established to halt the government’s abuse of heroes and those who aspire to be heroes as well as the harsh limitations on quirks. The age at which those can start their internship and get their hero age has risen, and the use of students in battles has greatly decreased.

‘ Katsuki Bakugou aka Dynamite was posthumously given his hero’s license and several awards. He was the first to be memorialized in this room alongside his closest allies. He is located in the center of the line-up. ‘

When it was all set and done and the fighting was over, those who knew the blonde best weren’t satiated by the fact that they had gotten justice for him. There will always be a void left behind by the hot head, especially for those who were closest to him. Some like Momo Yaoyorozu chose to change their career path, others buried the pain away and focused on becoming someone he would have been proud of. However not everyone was able to cope correctly, some of those from his inner circle were unable to truly recover. 

The only surviving members of “the bakusquad” as they call it are Mina Ashido aka the hero Pinky and Kyouka Jirou aka the Hearing Hero: Earphone Jack, both of whom were pro heroes full-time before becoming teachers at UA high school for training those who aspire to become heroes or those who wish to have a career alongside hero work. Pinky teaches dance as well as the third-year homeroom for one of the support classes, she retired to focus more time on her family and friends as well as pass on the knowledge she acquired in her well-seasoned career as a pro hero in various countries including her long stint in Canada. Earphone Jack was a rescue hero before getting wounded so far that she lost their arm, which drove them to turn to teach the rescue classes and music classes at UA.

Eijiro Kirishima aka the Sturdy Hero: Red Riot, located to the right of Dynamite, died in a natural disaster while working as a support hero in Puerto Rico on the anniversary of his friend/partner’s passing. It is estimated that Red had saved several hundred lives on his last day on earth by using his quirk hardening to protect an escape route from flying debris. He was slowly overwhelmed until he was washed away by a flash flood, later his body was found. It is thought he died from lightning striking the water beside where he struggled against the current. Multiple statutes and other memorials were erected in his honor on the island post his pasting. Red Riot was looked up to for many reasons, between being an icon for those without flashy quirks and his advocation for the LGBTQIA+ community which as a pansexual man he was a part of. He often spoke of Katsuki Bakugou and was regarded as the one closest to him as he spoke of the man fondly. After both of their passing, it was brought to light by their surviving friends and family that they were in fact lovers hence why their holograms often can be found holding hands. Even after his death, Red Riot and his love Dynamite are seen as the most iconic role models for the LGBTQIA+ community in Japan.

the Stun Gun Hero: Chargebolt, also known as Denki Kaminari stands to the left of Dynamite beside his partner Hitoshi Shinsou both of whom have been declared missing with no leads on location although theorized they either passed away undercover or left the country. Both heroes worked for the same agency which specialized in complex undercover work, which is common knowledge to be both dangerous and time-consuming. Although much of their work is unpublished and unrecognized it is known that both have saved many lives during their days at UA and their adult careers undercover. They have earned the memorial in this museum, despite the lack of knowledge of their accomplishments as a whole and the possibility of being alive.

Hanta Sero aka the tape hero Cellophane (placed next to Red Riot)  was a talented and well-known hero, both for his compassion but also humor, and talent. He never failed to make someone feel safe, his smile was always soothing. This was why it was a shock to the world when it was announced that the hero had taken his own life only weeks after Chargebolt and Shinsou were officially named missing and their memorials were erected. After his death, it was revealed that Cellophane struggled with self-harm and addictions to different substances, something he was plagued by for years. From his journals, we learned that he was recovering from self-harm and the most dangerous drugs but was pushed back to it by losing his best friend Kaminari. Many have tried to claim that Cellophane does not belong to be memorialized, but many more including the board of hero’s union disagree with this notion. Hanta Sero is theorized to have directly saved thousands of lives over his career, many others were saved by the awareness raised by his tragic end. The only person he was truly unable to save was himself.  He is survived by his partner Mina Ashido who was previously mentioned.

In their shared time on Earth, this group was all close to each other in some way. Hence why they stand together here, as we are sure they stand together in death as they did in life. These five represent the many UA Students who fought in the battles against the League of Villains during their time in school. 

The rest of the heroes the line the walls are other pros that are known to have died in the war against All For One, Their names can be found on their designated plaques. This room is dedicated to those who fought against the LoV. “

Mixed reactions overtook those in the room, all of sadness and admiration for those who had a permanent place in this legendary room. Ms.Ashido was making eye contact with the hologram of Cellophane whose electronic expression was one of admiration and love as if he truly saw Ashido the entire row of perished heroes was looking at the teacher with a similar expression- it was nearly freaky. If you didn’t know better, you would have thought the spirits of these iconic men were possessing their moving holographic doubles. Her students admired the melancholic moment between their teacher and the replicas of her friends before scattering around the room at the flick of her wrist signaling the rest of the circular room.

Before you had the time to look at Midnight’s flirtatious hologram, Pinky pulled you to her side with a smile. “You see that man right there,” she pointed towards the tape hero. “That’s your old man- he would have adored you, baby… And that strawberry-brained man right there is who you are named after Eijiro.” Your teacher and not previously mentioned mother kissed your head, holding you against her side as she admired the memorials of her friends and family of sorts who were now gone.

“Is it weird that I miss them, Ma?” You asked, looking at the men instead of your mother. It was as if they were all looking at you, smiles and wide eyes took over their pixelated faces. “I never got the chance to know any of them after all, but it still feels like- like I know them so well.”

“Doesn’t matter how long they’ve been gone or how well you knew them, angel. They will always be your family, and they’re spirits better know that. It is always ok to miss your family never forget that,” your mother reassured. She left you to have a moment alone (and totally not to raid the gift store) with the representations of your past away family members, despite the lack of shared DNA among most of you, you would always consider them members of your broken up family despite never knowing them while they lived. The stories you’ve been told of their lives drive you to be strong every day, not just for you but for them. That was your true memorial to these great heroes.

#my hero academia #kiribaku #shinkami #denki kaminari #eijiro kirishima #shinsou hitoshi #sero hanta #hanta sero #kirishima eijirou #hitoshi shinsō #tw sh mentioned #tw substance abuse #tw death mentioned #mina ashido #boku no hero academia #boku no hero acadamia oc #bnha #mha #bakusquad #memorial #boku no academia #seromina

[podcastwizard]

ideal ways for me to die

1. old age, peacefully in my sleep

2. after a long and illustrious career i am at a rooftop gala hosted in my honor. i am wearing a beautiful gown, holding a glass of red wine, standing by the railing. a scorned lover approaches and, after a passionate spat, they push me over the edge of the building. the wine glass goes flying, splattering their outfit in red as a visual metaphor for the blood on their hands. as i descend my gown flies around me like two beautiful wings, a bird in flight. a photographer on the street manages to take a photo before i hit the ground and that photo wins the pulitzer. a new york times think piece is released regarding whether or not it's moral to profit off a photo of someone's death. the think piece also wins a pulitzer.

3. sex accident.

#it's 2 am #death mention #death tw

[melodythebunny]

Morning meeting - oneshot

"We barely made it out ourselves. Good thing our emergency escape pods were still functioning"

Who's idea was it to have a meeting this early in the morning…becky had no clue. She was tired. And try as she might to listen, she found herself bored. She shuffled nervously in her seat. Sitting beside her dad did only but so much to quell her boredomness.

Becky stared right at kev- Calvin. Not kevin. Kevin was a former crewmate. But sadly he didn't make it very far on the expedition.

Calvin was also a crewmate. Not exactly a new one. He's been on this ship before. Same as Athena the light green crewmate. Becky vaguely remembered them. Afterall she was still a baby when everyone split up for the first time.

The girl must have been staring too long because then Calvin the brown crewmate glared at her.

The blonde scowled clearly, not amused. 

She ducked behind her dad to escape his mean gaze. She was staring at everyone not to be rude but to figure out the newcomers as friends or foes. It was a game she played. Pretending she has to find the imposter and save the crew. It made her feel brave and slightly less afraid whenever someone new joined the crew.

"No one was left alive on my ship. I was asleep when I heard screaming…" the black crewmate also known as Joe said, stammering a bit. He looked like he had been fighting. It wasn't his first time having an encounter like that. 

That was sus. Either he was super strong and managed to fight the imposters off or he was an imposter.

But knowing her dad, Joe wouldn't get kicked out even if that was suspicious. 

Benefit of the doubt. 

If worse came to worst, Steven had a detailed escape plan. A hidden escape pod for Becky, Bob and himself.

Becky noticed the pink crewmate who hadn't spoken at all since they aboarded. Carrie? Was her name. She was standing a bit to the back. 

She looked sad…

When she noticed Becky staring, she didn't scowl like the other. Instead her face became softer, as a warm tender smile spread across her face. She waved and the young crewmate waved back.

She walked over cautiously, feeling a bit shy.The pink crewmate pulled out a small plushie which the red crewmate accepted. 

Becky heard the adults continue talking. She tried listening, knowing how meetings were supposed to be important and such. But some of the words were lost to her. It was a bit early so she wasn't 100 percent awake yet.

She did catch a few more names however.

Alex the dark green crewmate, Jenkins the cyan crewmate, tubing the orange crewmate and James the purple one. They also seemed like pretty friendly people as well.

"If you guys don't mind me asking" Bob, the blue crewmate and the captain of the ship said. "What was previous occupations?"

"I'm an engineer" 

"Mainly one too. Though i was more so an electrician" jenkins said.

"Scientist"

"Scientist as well"

"And you?" Steven asks. 

Carrie blinked now realizing everyone was looking at her waiting for a response. Truth be told she hadn't been properly listening to what they were talking about. Her mind was wandering. Thinking about all her peers not making it due to the recent imposter attack.

She was grateful her brother and among another crewmate had been swapped to another ship before it all took place. She couldn't say the same for her parents or the captain. They tried to fight back and died. Their bodies shredded and broken.

They fought, she ran. She ran and hid in a vent. Her usual safe spot whenever things got too much for her. not that it stopped her from being found and dragged out.

But the worst thing about it…was it wasn't even the imposter that killed everyone. 

Her eyes drifted landing on the red crewmate that stared dead at her. Seeing the mini crewmate just reminded her of how she wished to retire and settle down. with a family. Never having to worry about the overwhelming dread of dying next or teammates turning their backs on you. Or being shot out through the airlock. Or living with the knowledge of who the killer was, yet unable to say anything.

Returning to current events, she realized what they were waiting for.

Oh right…

"She's a medic" Calvin interjects to which Carrie simply nods. He wanted this meeting to wrap up already. Once everyone's jobs were accounted for and assigned specific tasks for the day, they moved onto the next issue. Room availability.

Many were unused and converted into storage spaces. With the newcomers, they had to be restored back to bunkers.

"Most of the rooms are being renovated. So in the meantime we may have to use the buddy system. And that means some of you will be given the tasks of inventory and clean up. As well as cooking"

Everyone sighed. This was going to be a long trip wasn't it?

Calvin - @ninjastormhawkkat

Joe, athena, jenkins - @chaoticerisstuff

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