[ ERASERHEAD. ] aizawa shouta
'choke me like you hate me but you love me.'
BNHA Roleswap AU ( info about writer + muse in pinned )
#BNHARP#MHARP#AnimeRP#MVRP#AniTwt
@ofduplications "Eh...I was in my second year when I, uh. Well. Got murdered? It's complicated."
A hand wave.
"At any rate, haven't seen the point of trying to pick it back up. The kid I helped raise had a small obsession with Barbie for a hot second."
His legs are killing him today. Really wishes he could take off his prosthetics & have a break, but he's in public. Plops down on a bench & groans.
[ GREENIE. ] ono midori
'freakier than a bayonet on fire — that's desire!'
BNHA Original Character ( info about writer + muse in pinned )
#BNHARP#MHARP#AnimeRP#OCRP#MVRP
@EXlSTLOUDLY
When he steps out of the warp gate, he's not expecting anyone to be around.
"Hey, this is MY damn rooftop, shithead, and I'll have you know I'll beat your ass if I catch you trespassing aga—"
& then the man turns around. It's Hizashi Yamada.
Oleander freezes.
@FrontDoubIe [ Scoops him in one arm, using his capture weapon so they can fly out the window. He lands on his feet, still holding Twice securely. ]
We can go to my place.
@thievinghawk Oleander blushes a little. Siren really wanted to know what he likes? How... Charming.
"I enjoy things like tonkatsu, pizza, that sorta thing."
@thievinghawk "Technically I'm more of a hostage than an employee."
A shrug as he orders two more shots. As soon as they're on the table, he's drinking them.
"But that's all I can really say on the matter, especially in public."
@thievinghawk "Mm, well, I'm with the League. Got two quirks out of the deal. Tragic backstory, got my legs chopped off by my employer, yadda yadda. Who has the time to listen to that kinda shitty sob story though?"
He grins.
"You still curious?"
@thievinghawk "You flatter me."
Oleander shrugs, a little sheepish.
"Well. Life is terrible and then you fucking die. I can at least have some fun numbing the pain in the meantime."
@thievinghawk Oleander laughs.
"I bet you're even more stunning when you're covered in some scumbag's blood."
When the drinks are delivered, Oleander picks his head back up and slams back the first two shots.
@CovetedThief "You're sick, dumbass. Took the liberty of carrying you back to my place when I found your dumbass asleep under a tree."
Sets down a bottle of Nyquil in front of him.
"Take this."