🔔(Just a little warning there is a bit of death soo-)🔔
Recap: class 1-A woke up in a grey room with beds and a mysterious robotic voice told them about the games.
Now they are in a dark room with chairs..
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As the class stared at the metal chairs the robotic voice explained calmly, as if reading their minds, “now you will play musical chairs! The rules are easy move whilst the music is playing, when the music stops you find a chair. If you don’t get a chair, you are out! Understood?”
The class nodded in prompted confusion. Hearing the music start as a slow, almost sad, humming tune.
The class circled the chairs as a predator would their prey. Looking at them steadily as their competitive sides shone clear as day as they listened for the music to shut off.
The music quietened down and everyone immediately sprinted for a chair, kirishima missed a chair and chuckled, rubbing his head as he moved to go sit down or something.
BANG!
That was the last time kirishima smiled, or maybe he did and nobody noticed.
What they did notice was the bloody hole through kirishima’s chest and forehead. The blood seeping out in a steady flow as he dropped to his knees, he reached out to denki, who stared back with wide and teary eyes.
“KIRISHIMA-“ denki yelled before trying to get up and go to him befire he was held back by tokoyami.
As denki was about to speak the music started up again, it was now a jack in the box theme.. denki couldn’t move and barely anybody else did.
As kaminari kneeled next to kirishima he whispered, “I’m sorry.. I’m so sorry.. please..” he mumbled, tears in his eyes before
A gunshot ripped through the blonde’s head, he fell onto kirishima but the music didn’t stop. Everyone else was in shock but they kept moving, trying to ignore denki’s deathly expression. His pale face and widened eyes looking to everyone before his face finally softened and let out a final noise.
Soon as he dropped the robotic voice rang out again, “congratulations! You have passed the first game!”
The doors creaked open, everyone immediately rushing through to get out quickly, sighing as they got back to the bedrooms.
“Rest easy, next time will be more fun!” The robotic voice rang out as it watched them wallow in despair.
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*opens the door and walks inside up to the counter*
Hello, there, Can I please have some tea please?
(OOC: Thank you so much for the follow!)
Hm? Ah! You’re that newbie on the street I’ve heard so much about.
*I smiled at them politely as I nodded to them.*
Of course, any enemy of the blazehounds is a friend of mine. This one is on the house. For you.
Low-key tweaking....19/25 is insane
Clean Vers under cut....
CLEAN VERS
And I missed all of that? Honestly, send me a recording next time.
I sighed shaking my head as I watched my ghost hands bring in my cup of tea, I hummed as I held it. Smiling down at the cup.
Still warm..
*opens the door and walks inside up to the counter*
Hello, there, Can I please have some tea please?
(OOC: Thank you so much for the follow!)
Hm? Ah! You’re that newbie on the street I’ve heard so much about.
*I smiled at them politely as I nodded to them.*
Of course, any enemy of the blazehounds is a friend of mine. This one is on the house. For you.
Agreed
No Villain will ever escape Justice
You can run and hide for only so long
The Blaze Hounds will eventually catch you
*they had just finished, Katsuki had finally flipped it, a wild grin on his face as he raised his hand to finally hit the man in the suit. This was all his fault the bastard. The man grinned and looked at him.*
“That was fun.. how about I help you?”
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*katsuki sighed, looking at the doll infront of him as the rain poured down. He didn’t know this was how itd turn out. Knife to the palm, he glared at the floor before looking up at ochaco’s dead expression. She held the knife and stared at katsuki.*
“I-I’m sorry katsuki. I don’t want this.. but I can’t lose.. we both know only one of us are getting o-“
“And that has to be you? Bold of you to assume I’m letting you walk out of here ochaco. Not after all that you’ve caused.”
*katsuki ran forward, a battle cry escaping him as he tackled ochaco, both of them fighting for the knife as the time rang down 10:50.. 10:45.. it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered anymore.*
*the rain poured, the arena soaking with blood and rain, the dead body of the player looked towards the victor in betrayal and acceptance.*
*it took a while out eventually, blood poured, a cough before one fell..*
“Player 056, katsuki bakugou, eliminated.”
“Likewise miss himiko.”
I nodded to her and offered her some crackers
A person could be seen sitting down on the park pavement down the road from you. She seemed to have a small but thoughtful expression on her face.
She wasn’t opposing any threat so far but.. yiu werent exactly sure who she was or what her intentions were.
Do you approach?
*Himiko notice a person who is sitting on the bench, so she skip that to meet that person
👀
~Tickle Asks~
Here's some new ones, hope you enjoy!
What is one position you would like to be tickled in?
Would you rather have light tickles or rough tickles on a bad spot?
A tickle story you'd like to share?
Have you ever been tickled while doing something? (reading, gaming, etc.) How did it change what you were doing?
Favorite ___bug name to be called? (ticklebug, gigglebug, etc.)
Do you prefer soft tickles or hard tickles?
Tag one of your favorite lers!
Tag one of your favorite lees!
One of your favorite tickle tropes?
A fictional character you would love to wreck/be wrecked by?
Something you didn't expect to tickle, yet surprisingly did?
What is by far your worst spot? (no backing out of this one!)
Something you like to be called when tickled/teased?
Have you ever joined a fandom just to see the tickle aspect of it?
Tag one of your favorite content creators, show them some appreciation!
A tease that never fails to get to you?
One tool you would like to be tickled with?
Someone who was an unexpectedly good ler?
Have you ever tickled someone who wasn't ticklish and got wrecked afterwards because of it? Whats the story behind that?
Sleepytime tickles or morning tickles?
What is one spot youre ticklish on that most people arent as ticklish on?
What is one spot youre not ticklish on that most people are?
Have you ever gotten a pedicure that tickled more than it should have?
What would you describe the feeling of being tickled as?
What are some of your favorite aspects of being tickled/tickling someone?
What would you say your lee/ler percentages are?
What is your laughter like when you are tickled?
Are you able to tickle yourself and have it work? If so, what techniques and spots?
A tickle scene that has yet to leave your mind?
How easily do you get flustered?
What do you think about using pens to write on tickle spots?
Opinion on cuddly tickles?
A tickle scenario that you would like to happen to you?
Have/Would you ever play a game of "Keep Your Arms Up?" How long would you last?
Opinion on being chased/hiding before from your ler?
What kind of ler would you say you are?
Don’t mind which just any, and after may I share some too?
🐍:yo, you wanna hear abt my headcanons for canon characters or OCs
I’ll be honest. Yes! I’d love to!!
Recap:
izuku was walking downstairs, faceplanted onto the stairs before bakugou snuck behind him and scared him. Katsuki tells him about a bell noise that he heard, izuku thinks he’s crazy and brushed it off to go and start get water. Until izuku hears it too and starts searching too. They think they find it next to the sofa and it disappears. They turn around to find a blinding light that seems to transport them to the past.
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The two looked around in shock and slight surprise, the snow was still going and it felt like they knew where they were. Katsuki turned to look at izuku, humming as he saw the greenette with snow in his hair, he walked up close and ruffled izuku’s soft green curls to get the snow out as izuku chuckled a little.
Katsuki gestured to the snow-covered pavement and started walking, izuku following suit with a nervous look, “s-so where do you think we are Kacchan..?”izuku mumbled shakily as he followed the blonde.
The blonde scoffed and shrugged, “Nope. Not a clue.. but somehow I feel like I recognise this place..” he grumbled as he saw izuku pause and look into a window. As katsuki followed his gaze his face dropped.
There in the window he saw a small blonde boy with ruby red eyes and a slightly grumpy look on his face, he was watching an all might themed Christmas show. Then a woman walked in, probably in her mid twenties, she had the same ash blonde hair with darker blood red eyes, with skin the lightest brown possible. She looked kind bit stern.
That was when it hit them, their faces dropping as they realised.
“H-hag..?” Katsuki muttered, still in slight shock from the whole thing as he shook his head and walked closer, putting his face close to the window as izuku ran up next to him, looking like he was having a panic attack.
“Wh-what- but- I-i dont- how…?” Izuku mumbled breathily, shaking his head slowly in shock as he watched the kid cheer on all might on the tv.
Suddenly the lady left and came back with a two more people, both with dark, ivy green hair. Then a man, he was tiny, a child probably. He had freckles dotted all over his cheeks, big pools of green thst were his eyes. His smile was as bright as the sun.
The lady was shorter than the blonde woman and had paler skin, her eyes darker than the greenette’s. She had a nice body, normal proportions to fit her posture.
They both walked away from the window, looking at each other like they just saw death wink at them. Izuku humned and lookef at katsuki, who just looked back even paler.
“How.. how is this possible..?!” Izuku said quickly, his nerves acting quicker than his common sense at this point, Katsuki huffed and looked at izuku nervously.
“Why do they look like us..? And was that our parents?!” Izuku muttered as they looked back through the window.
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