Rody Is Such A Pretty Girl Isnt She?

She loves them very much

This takes place in my single fathers AU again hehe

self-indulgent canon AU where Sorahiko is a sentient manifestation of One for All (call that a spirit guardian) that gets passed down the line. wc: ~750

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When Yoichi's brother forces the meta ability into him, tying this new thing to the very core of Yoichi’s being, it takes time for the consequences to unfurl. Yoichi is curled on his side, shivering on the floor. It’s dark again. Oppressively so, and lonely besides. The only sound is his shallow breathing and the rustle of his loose clothes against stone.

“This is fucked up,” says a low, rumbling voice. Yoichi freezes.

It’s not his brother. He doesn’t think anyone could’ve slipped in while the door was open either.

“Are you even awake?” the voice demands. “Hey! Yoichi!”

There’s a—there’s a—! Yoichi jerks away from the cold hand pressing against his shoulder, a garbled shriek flying free from his throat. The person who’s somehow slipped into the vault with him curses, but doesn’t chase after Yoichi, even as he scrambles to put his back against a wall. He breathes heavily. His ribs ache. 

“Yoichi,” says the voice. “This is not the time to freak out.”

“Who are you? And how did you get in here, past my brother?” Yoichi snaps back.

“Oh, that’s easy. He brought me in.” There’s a shuffling sound. He hopes that means the stranger is simply sitting instead of preparing to pounce. “As for who I am… well. I don’t think I ever got a name. The man whose meta ability your brother stole, he wasn’t terribly creative. And your meta ability has done something to me, the biggest change of which is that I can,” and here, the stranger snaps his fingers twice, “be here.”

“You’re a meta ability?” 

“In the flesh.”

“You have a conscious?”

“Something like it,” he agrees. “Not sure what I look like, to be honest. Our digs leave a lot to be desired.”

Yoichi is dizzied, and he can’t determine if this is another fainting spell or just the sheer unbelievability of what the man is saying. He and his brother have encountered more Meta Abilities over the years, but very, very few of them have manifested a separate (yet still linked) being. His brother tried one, once, and immediately offloaded the ability into a different person, claiming that he didn’t have the tolerance to play host to any being with an opinion he couldn’t shut down. Yoichi, a decade past wanting an imaginary friend to help him restrain his brother, simply let the issue go.

“Hold on,” he says, weakly. “You’re saying… you keep saying… are you my meta ability?”

A slow, sarcastic clapping. “At least you said it out loud.”

“The one my brother gave me?”

“No. Something more.” A contemplative hum, and then the odd sound of squeaking rubber. “The better question to ask is, how do I go away? Or, most importantly, can I be harmed?”

The detached interest in the stranger’s tone spurs Yoichi into stilted action, spiked by the oppressive darkness and smothered by the sheer fear of an unknown factor existing in the vault. A being tethered to him, like he to his brother. He doesn’t want to let this stranger go, which he most certainly will once his brother finds out that Yoichi now has someone closer to his soul than family.

“No, no,” he blurts out, reaching and recoiling and wanting to die and live and weep. “No, please don’t go—!”

He crashes against a wall. Well, a person who might as well be a wall, made of strange cold skin and a peculiar scratchy fabric. Arms go up and what must be hands flutter at Yoichi’s limbs. “Careful,” he hears, “careful, geez, watch your elbows.”

Eventually, Yoichi realizes that he must be sitting on his meta ability’s lap. He is being hugged, and there is a strange soothing stroke of a finger at one jutting ridge of an ankle. Against his face, the scratchy fabric warms.

“Do you want to be named?” he asks. “You can choose your own name, actually. We’ll find you a book or something.”

“You don’t feel any title on the tip of your tongue? So much for innate knowledge.”

“According to you, you’re not even my original meta ability.”

“No. I’m more.”

Yoichi gingerly explores the dimensions of his meta ability, hyperaware of how it must feel to be pawed at, blindly. There’s a face. A peculiar strip of fabric that bridges the nose. Feathery strands of hair. “I don’t know what happens next,” he whispers. “There’s no world where I get to keep you.”

His meta ability holds him a little tighter, and doesn’t say anything back.

Wanted to try something new.

There’s no way All Might and Izuku were having a shared astral projection journey and it wasn’t looking crazy

Here’s my take on Max Jägerman - he is NOT the progressive bully that asks Pete’s pronouns before beating the shit out of him, what he IS is a dumbass.

For example he’ll overhear Caitlyn (Cool Kid™️ so he respects her) talking to Kyle about taking her estrogen and assume it’s a drug and ask for a hit. Kyle and Caitlyn, confused, explain that it’s a hormone girls devolop that guys don’t have to the same level, and Caitlyn obviously has less so takes supplemental doses. Max thinks this means Caitlyn has a medical condition and is like “Oh my god dude I’m so sorry you’re sick? Do you like go to the hospital? Nah I’m not trying to take anyone’s meds my bad bro,” and Caitlyn is too dumbfounded and also entertained to correct him.

Later, in the case that he does not fall and die, Max eventually apologizes to Richie for all the times he punched him in the balls. Richie goes “it’s chill - besides, I don’t even have balls, so it didn’t even hurt as much as you though”. Max is MORTIFIED with sympathy “You don’t have balls?? Oh my god dude how come?” Ruth without a beat says he lost them in a tragic accident many years ago and Max fully believes her. Richie goes along for the bit.

Even further along the line, Max asks about the trans flag on Richie’s bag and Richie explains it’s for people who were born the wrong gender and want to change. Max goes “Wait dude you want to be a girl? Shittt why didn’t you tell me?! Do you have a new name or something like that? Like…Richietta?”

The real progressive bullies, obviously, are pre-Max’s death Kyle and Jason, who apologize before beating someone up and then defend their pronouns in the same breath.

Nobody knows you better than your obsessed fanboy. Not even yourself

Inspired by that clip of Paul Mezcal and the woman who runs his fan acc doing a quiz on his life and her beating his ass lol

Spring Cleaning Listings

heyo yall just making a new post for this since I sold out of the larger sized originals and I'm more or less out of the cue cards in funky colours

But yeah! I've been generating a giant 50+ pile of original pieces/original designs for prints that just sit in a drawer so I'm selling these guys to clear up my storage space

etsy only lets me do ten variants on a single listing at a time so we're gonna do this restock styles - whenever the listing's running low on available items i'll upload more variants of original pieces for sale. There's a little under fifty to clear out and I anticipate some of these getting snapped up way faster than others.

I've priced them approximately how much they'd cost if someone commissioned me to make 'em

the listing for smaller paintings, there are a LOT of them

here's the current roster of originals in the listing:

the other thing that's sort of a cleanout listing is:

the listing for mystery card bundles! They're significantly cheaper

than the custom cue card listing just because I'm not making them to order/they already exist and this listing's more to clear out storage space more than anything else. There's dozens and dozens of cards in the backlog of nonsense that I've made over the years, I've just provided a small handful of examples for the etsy listing's image requirements.

Yall already bought so many of the cards that aren't related to requests that I've literally run out of them, so your mystery cards are now only in black and white til I get around to writing stuff in funkier colours when I get a free afternoon

"He's a hopper for sure!" -Tsuyu

teacher deku doodles ft. coworkers

that one scene in time bastard