potions' worth a shot anyway - witch anon
"I don't really have a use for it. Although, I'm willing to make it for myself and try it."
double dates :)
personally, them <3
It was hard to miss the earlier back and forth conversation, especially with Bakugou involved. It was hard to ignore any conversation the loud blonde took part in. The hero always held himself so high-up; was always so snarky and confident. It would be amazing to see him get scared something small in a supposedly ‘haunted’ house.
That something small? Pino.
Rody had taken the time to quickly prepare a small piece of fabric for Pino to be covered in. Now she had her own little ghost costume. Rody made sure to run on ahead and climb up one of the trees, checking that he was in a good position to at least hear any reaction Bakugou may have had. He had to suppress his chuckles as soon as he saw the blonde approach and enter the house.
Letting the silence and nerves build up for a good while, Pino hid as she let Bakugou get a feel for the place. When she felt the timing was right, she flew toward the blonde with a loud squawk.
How in the ever loving fuck did he let Kaminari talk him into doing this shit?! The dumbasses in his friend group were spooking each other with scary stories and, unsurprisingly, Bird Brain was the one who came up with the only legitimately creepy one.
There was mention of an abandoned house in the forest that led up the hill to U.A. that too many people had been too scared to go to. Allegedly, it was haunted by a family that was murdered there, but there was no documented proof of it. Katsuki thought it was a bunch of bullshit.
Pikachu and Tape Arms decided to dare him to go there at night to prove them wrong. Of course, he refused up until they challenged him and like a damn played fiddle, he gave in.
So now, Katsuki stood in front of an old dilapidated house with nothing but a flashlight and an EMF meter in his hand (courtesy of Deku, that damn nerd).
“…This is just gonna be a waste of my fuckin’ time…” he grumbled to himself before entering one of the busted out windows of the house.
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when u get close to someone n u just think ‘i wonder when they will leave’ and 'it’s gonna rly hurt when they do’
Rody was personally enjoying Bakugou's reactions with how riled up he was getting over something like this.
"Sure sure, of course not." He echoed in a heavily teasing tone. Should he be flattered that the blonde was jealous of him out of all people? A strong and powerful childhood friend of Deku's, who also strived to be a hero, was jealous of Rody: a scrawny former criminal with little money and recognition to his name.
"The feeling's mutual then." Rody did trust him as a hero though. He proved himself during the Humarise situation. "Why would I ever hurt him? Geez, you really do have no faith in me." It's cause you're practically a stranger to him, Rody. "But rest-assured, you won't be kicking my ass any time soon or in the far future."
"Interesting that you're this protective of him though." He quickly mumbled out. Maybe Rody had a death wish.
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“Don’t fuckin’ play dumb with me!” Katsuki snapped. “I’ve seen the way you look at him when you don’t think he notices.” He clicked his tongue loudly. “Tch! The damn nerd’s oblivious but I’m not.”
“You have feelings for him, don’t you?”
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Double sided keychain - ass one side tits the other. In that holographic print that shiny pokemon cards use
There's a silent nod. A two for one deal: nice.
vsagis:
It seems like the green-haired one has an answer for every question someone could possibly ask; the confidence in his voice suggests as much. “Well, your usual random member doesn’t have any useful information. Not the kind I need, anyway.”
The answer to the next question — what is it that he’s trying to find in the ruins of Humarise? — comes right after Izuku’s first statement. “You know what they were planning to do, right? I mean, we all do,” he begins in with a sort of introductory note, only to follow it with the words the other wants to hear the most. “This can’t happen again. The formula needs to be found and protected, so nobody else can attempt such a thing,” he lies. The ease uttering these false truths comes to him with is appalling; he even works to reflect the air of concerned urgency in how his fists clench on the table, and how his gaze fills with hope.
Truth be told, it’s not all lies. Izuku truly doesn’t want this tragedy to happen again, but rather find a different use to Trigger. One that wouldn’t work on such a big scale, and that would only be aimed at his individual enemies.
His interest had piqued. As wary as he was, he needed to know where this was going. "Of course," the answer was obvious. Humarise's plan was practically known worldwide.
Rody let the answer set in. The formula...? So that's what he was after. Any Humarise member that worked closely with the formula would be the most preferable then.
...His dad would have been one of them, right? Since he worked on the bombs and all.
...
Would that kind of information be on that chip from the case? He at least knew where the main base was... Some, if not most, of the humanity salvation bombs had to be manufactured there.
"I think anyone in their right mind would agree that it shouldn't happen again." He had to stop thinking so much about this. How did Rody end up as the guy to get information from? "But I really can't get involved in this sort of thing," again. He almost said the word out loud but caught himself. That word alone would have revealed too much. Talking like this was already getting him involved, and he didn't want to dive any deeper.
He eyed the stranger once more. He wasn't a hero undercover was he..? Would a hero go about getting information like this in some shady bar? There had to be better options for intel. A vigilante, maybe? It didn't matter right now. Not like Freckles would tell him if Rody asked. "I'm sure there are others that have thought like you. Maybe a group of heroes already dealt with it and have the formula secured already. Then you have nothing to worry about." The brunette reached out and took a fry, popping it into his mouth as he motioned to get up. "Maybe talk to the police or something." Rody wanted out of the conversation.
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