#!!! I WILL NOT BE KILLED— I WILL TWIST FATE ITSELF ( v5 )
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It’s been years since All Might has shared a living space with others, given how paramount privacy has been. It was a bit odd to be walking into a not-empty kitchen, the reality of the teacher dorms still rather novel.
“Midnight!” He greeted with a wave, making his way towards the counters with some curiosity. “Are you cooking?”
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Episode Eleven
I’m a bit late on this but I didn’t sleep amazingly so it had to wait, still really that title is all we really need right? No one who watches RWBY right now, not even the antis, not even they can say this was a bad episode. Because if you strip out the shipping, it was still an amazing episode. It had a new medley for the mecha fight with parts from every character’s theme, unified themes and it was a very technically sound portion. But that’s not what you’re here for, lets be honest. I know what you’re here for, so lets get right to it.
Adam vs Blake, was poetry in motion. It was a story being told before our eyes. It was a snapshot that was once black and white, but given color and life before our eyes. We knew and assumed many things about how a fight between Adam and Blake might go were she not paralyzed by fear and this was pretty much it. She was scared, to be sure. but Adam felt the need to verbalize it because she dared to resist against the death she so plainly deserved in his eyes. A good half of the fight was her running away, because she certainly did not want to be there. If she could get away from him instead of fight him, she’d prefer that. However he denied her that option and so she fought and boy did she.
Her finesse, clever counter attacks and sharp use of her semblance allowed her to keep up with Adam for a time. She even managed to get his sword away from him which was amazing. However, Adam trained her and is still able to get into her head even now. More importantly however, he is physically stronger than her and allowing him to grapple her again is what sealed her fate in their fight. Had she been able to keep him from his sword the battle might well have gone in her favor. Still for being the underdog in their fight she had a resounding showing and I for one am extremely proud of Blake. However the fight that came next, made it clear that he was drastically holding back against her, likely due to the fact that he knew her and her combat style so well that he could afford to. Though when she took his blade away, that stopped. It was only afterwards that he started using his semblance and broke one half of gambol shroud. Though it was what followed that led to what is up to now, the best fight in this volume if not the series.
Yang vs Adam. She came in with a Yang and Bumblebee was sacrificed to give Bumbleby life. Adam also took the full brunt of that motorcycle to the aura and there was no indication he blocked any of it, so it was easily the single biggest hit he’s taken so far and surely played into the later fight. Some people have wondered how Yang could be so apparently fearless during her fight when she plainly still suffered from ptsd in a big way. It might not be immediately obvious to people without/lacking understanding of ptsd, but as someone that suffers it I am in a unique position to elaborate.
The thing about ptsd is, while you will always have it, it is not always ‘on’ and it can be completely overridden by a greater mental stimuli. For Yang, her emotional trauma was first and foremost, the loss of Blake and secondly, the loss of her arm. This can be seen in how she is able to easily joke about her arm and condition, with her father and later with her team and JNR. However she cannot do the same when it comes to Blake. Every single time Blake was brought up prior to them meeting again, it was met with anger, sadness and depression. This was absolutely intentional, as Blake is wound up tight within the mental condition of ptsd for Yang.
So, Yang was presented with an absolute reason to be fearless. The Absolute Loss of Blake.Blake’s death would be an inconsolable weight on Yang, something I am very sure she would be unable to recover from. Moreso if it happened due to her own inaction, thus the exact opposite happened and her action revved into overdrive. Adding to this however, comes all the way from volume 4. The song Armed and Ready. Songs in this series are intrinsically tied to characters and the very theme of the show, music and art and colors were once outlawed in the world of remnant and an entire war was fought to bring those things back into the light. Whole generations of people named after colors and music and art as a form of rebellion. This is not an accident. Yang has been pumping herself up for this fight for three whole volumes, anyone who has similar experiences can verify that more than anything else, it is a battle of the mind.
So that takes us to the fight itself and it was insane. Adam shows the audience immediately that his showing in v5 was a fluke from being outsmarted, outplotted and goaded into action by his victim. He did not just want to finish Yang, he wanted to humiliate her, dominate her and break her. That, is what he wanted to do. Key word, Wanted. He threw the book at Yang. His attack echos were particularly interesting, where his semblance was used to create ‘echos’ of his attacks that followed up with his attacks briefly. He also used a number of shockwaves, blast waves, blade beams and the like but it was effective at only one thing, knocking Yang away. Because once she got into his guard? She absolutely pummeled him the likes of which I’d never expected. But lets take this piece by piece, when Adam began fighting Yang he rushed her aggressively and seemingly put her on the defensive. But this was not him putting her on the defensive, this was Yang doing her homework on the spot.
We need to remember something, Yang has -never- seen Adam fight before. Never. Her only experience with Adam, was losing an arm to a single slash too fast to even follow. So the only thing she knew was, “If I can see him, I have a chance.” The most important part of any duel, is if both opponents even have the means of challenging eachother. If not, then it isn’t a duel, it is a one sided slaughter. The first test then, was seeing if she could follow his attacks at all. Spoiler alert: boy could she. She used his heavy opening aggression as a way to feel out his speed and strength, she discovered pretty early that she was stronger than him. She also learned that his energy blasts multiplied his strength enough to send her skidding backwards. Most importantly however, she learned that she was no longer too slow to keep up with him and in fact, reacted faster than he did. She evaded his actual attacks and blocked his echos and energy, he did not land a single attack on her that was not blocked. This is extremely important.
Once the opening salvo was done, she turned on the offense and Adam absolutely had no answer for it. She pounded him really hard and you could hear the sounds of pain from him, if you pause the video at choice parts to boot, you can see his face twisted in anguish. She hurt him. She forced him into the defensive which is a problem for her. Why? Because his core style isn’t an offensive one as most seem to believe. His core style is defend and counter, that is what his semblance is built around. Defending enough to build a meter and unleash brutal counters. Yang’s brutal offensive forced him to return to his basics, blocking as many of her attacks as he could with his sword, so that he could attempt to speed blitz and blast wave her to death. However this was also blocked which put her in position for Blake to give her a quick lesson on his semblance which changed everything.
The parallel of her having to feel the pain of the damage she took verses him being able to get away with feeling nothing was extremely powerful, as it outlined a sociopath compared to one who self sacrifices. Once Yang understood, Adam failed to block her attacks with her sword again for a fair portion because she no longer went for his sword as a strike target, she even used the very move she used in v3 to come at him, just to juke and school him in a beautiful combo. However this was when Adam actually used his sword to block an incoming strike rather than making his sword a target, because he couldn’t get away with that anymore. The resulting blast and very heavy fighting left Yang tired even though she had not really taken any damage.
Importantly however, Adam was also left panting and looking weary. He certainly had not expected the blond that he’d one shot a year ago to be giving him a genuine run for his money, yet here we are. More than that though, he also saw the look that Yang and Blake were giving eachother and it was a stark reminder of that moment in v3. That moment when he considered Yang someone worth killing to torment Blake, someone that Blake loved. At that moment, it was a bit more likely that he considered them close friends rather than intimate. But even love between dear friends can be powerful, just look at how devastated Yang was after the fact. They certainly had not been dating then, they certainly had not confessed any feelings then. At that point in their lives, they were just very very good friends. Yet now Adam saw more, Adam saw something in their eyes that enraged him to the point where he empowered himself for an attack so powerful that Blake cried out Yang’s name in such fear like we’ve never seen in this show before.
Truly, it was a bad ass looking attack. It was mighty, powerful and awe inspiring. Notably however, Yang blocked it with her mechanical arm and this is important. She did not use her real arm and aura to block it, she did not spend aura to block this attack likely because she couldn’t have. I fully believe that this attack was a kill move, it would have cut through her aura and dealt a truly terrible wound. The fact that it was able to so deeply scar her mechanical arm, something that up to now had not even taken a scratch? Something that Ironwood had personally developed for her? Something that was cutting edge the year it was made? Instead, she tanked that attack like it was nothing and gave Adam a look that left no room for misinterpretation. She was done. Yet despite that, she still gave him a chance. “Leave US alone.” Not just Yang, not just Blake. He was both of their nightmare, but now he was not an invincible dream. Now he could bleed, now he could hurt and now he was standing in front of her. Her high tension however began leading to her shakes, shakes that stemmed from the fight, memories, the ptsd struggling to break through and his taunting when he noticed it certainly didn’t help.
However, Blake was there. Yang was not alone either, just like Blake had not been. Blake learned from the shed, Yang learned from the waterways. Stronger Together. “We’re Protecting Eachother.” They held hands in what might well be the most iconic moment of the series, right in front of Adam. The man struggling so hard to break and kill them. The stage is set, the audience is ready. The final act of this play will commence soon and soon we will see the passing of a great villain, who absolutely deserves everything that is coming to him. Remember his short, remember it well.
Phew, my longest post yet. I hope you folks enjoy it. If you have any asks, questions, comments or critiques, please feel free to send them my way.
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@charmsol
All Might had only just reached the intersection, groceries for the week in hand, when something --someone-- slammed into him at full speed. It would have been enough to send most people sprawling; he was keenly aware of the fact they were next to a busy roadway, vehicles speeding past at dangerous velocities.
Practiced reflexes kicked in; groceries abandoned to the ground as he grabbed the other against them. There was no time and not enough strength or stability to prevent a fall, but All Might pulled them away from the road, padding their falls with his down body.
Ow. Ow. He’s going to just. Stay on the ground in a pained daze for a minute here, among smashed eggs and a now-leaking carton of milk.
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“I just might regret that night for the rest of my days.”
HAMILTON | ACT I | SENTENCE STARTERS ( accepting!!! )
A hearty laugh rumbled through All Might’s thin frame as he gave Nemuri a solid pat to the back. That sure had been one hell of a wild night alright.
I mean, what else was going to happen when you put a group of pros, all competitive in their own way, in the same room, with too much pizza and drinks–
–and Mario Kart?
Friendships were forged and broken that night
“Hah, and we should do it again sometimes.”
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"Despite everything, it's still you."
While All Might didn’t actively seek out trouble any more these days, it doesn’t mean that it didn’t find him regardless. When a large fight broke out in his near vicinity, the former-pro wasted no time jumping into the situation.
He stayed out of the way of the true heroes at the scene, trusting them to do their jobs; instead he used his stature and voice to direct civilians away, holding the kind of authority that kept the people calm. He gave clear succinct updates to the police and heroes that arrived onto the scene, giving suggestions that proved his immeasurable experience.
Finally, as the situation was wrapped up and All Might sated the curious media attention, he turned to see one of the heroes involved approaching him. At her words, he couldn’t help but smile.
“Heh, thank you Copy Cat. I can only hope that I didn’t get in the way of those of you doing the real hard work. Great job out there!”
#kyoucopycathero#!!! A MESSAGE IS HERE ( asks )#ty for the softs.....#!!! I WILL NOT BE KILLED— I WILL TWIST FATE ITSELF ( v5 )
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For @quirkpaused i give u the gift of one hecked up shouta
All Might had just meant to take a power nap. 15 minutes of quick shut-eye on the sofa to let his exhausted mind rest before he dived back into the documents he’d been working on.
His mind didn’t seem keen on resting though. Enemies came on the assault. All for One laughing, controlling the battle field, toying with the helpless once-hero. Every muscles was taut, terror squeezed his chest as he fought, ran, tripping over clumsy muscles that would not heed his commands, claws and blades sinking into flesh-- ( i can’t die, not yet, not like this, i have to live, i made a promise-- ) but he struggled regardless to get away, even against the inevitable, desperation fueling every moment as his foe mocked him for his folly--
A hand grabbed his shoulder, shaking roughly, pulling him back towards his noose and he yelled out in terror. He twisted, grabbing that hand-- there was no gentleness in his movements as he rolled reflexively, pulling fingers back against arm and feeling the crack of bone.
His other hand grabbed higher up the arm, getting a grip on the shoulder as he grappled his assailant to the ground, driving a knee between them, feeling the hit connect solidly with sternum and ribs. And from his new vantage point he moved to incapacitate, neutralize the threat with ruthless efficiency, popping the shoulder from its joint--
A broken scream jarred him into startling clarity. Aizawa was pinned under him, his arm locked in an unnatural angle in All Might’s own, the younger’s face contorted with pain and gasping silently for breath. All Might let go and stumbled back, crashing into the coffee table ( already knocked ajar by the struggle-- ) as he fought to evict the panic that still crackled through him like an electrical current.
“I’m-- I’m so sorry Aizwa-kun, I’m-- oh shit, I’m--” His mind was still screaming at him to run, to fight, his chest heaving greedily for air, his heart thudding painfully against ribcage-- calm the fuck down already! You’re safe, why are you freaking out--
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“So what if a few people have to die?” (here, have a Villain!Suzu)
UNDERTALE STARTER MEME ( accepting )
“’So what?’ Those are lives you’re talking about!” The young girl’s words were exactly the kind of sentiments that riled up the former Symbol of Peace, and he bristled with indignation, fingers curling into a fist.
A breath to draw in some calm.
“Please young miss, it’s not too late for you.” She was still so young. How does one become so disillusioned so early in life? The problems that plagued today’s society were still insurmountably numerous. “Come with me; do you not want to return to your family?”
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"You dropped something." Shouta had noticed the book on teaching in Toshinori's back pocket during training days earlier, so who it had belonged to wasn't an issue. Finding the legendary hero alone was, but as the sun set on the school Shouta had found the perfect time to strike. Holding the carefully earmarked book back to thin, although still impressively tall man, Shouta took his chance and stepped in close enough to speak quietly. "I'm glad you're finally taking this seriously."
“Oh, thank you! I was looking for that!” All Might gratefully accepted the book, chastising himself for being so careless with his pockets, again, though a second later a flush crept to his cheeks as he realized the other must have seen the topic of the book: Teaching for complete idiots.
As praise from Aizawa tended to be, it came backhanded. It wasn’t as if the elder Hero hadn’t been taking this new job seriously from the start --All Might was not one to do anything halfway-- but perhaps he was only beginning to truly understand what the job of Teaching entailed.
“I admit this has been much more difficult than I had fathomed. Yet it is so important that we do this right.” A large grin spread across the old hero’s face as he straightened. “In this, I defer to your experience Aizawa! I hope you’ll be able to help this rookie out, ahahaha!”
#quirkpaused#!!! I WILL NOT BE KILLED— I WILL TWIST FATE ITSELF ( v5 )#thank u so much for sending this in!!!
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“But what do we have in common?”
It had been an embarrassing moment for All Might, standing in front of the class, teaching, trying to draw a visual up on the white board to explain what he wanted the kids to do. The marker in his hand shook, the first few lines he attempted wobbly and erratic before the writing instrument escaped his grasp entirely. He stared at the marker on the ground for a brief second as if it had betrayed him before young Tsuyu was immediately at his side, picking it up for him.
Ever the good improviser, he ended up getting a few student volunteers to help him act out the explanation instead. The awkward moment was soothed over and the kids seemed eager to help him past it.
But still, he wasn’t used to being like this. The persona of All Might had been like an armour and without it he felt much more…vulnerable. He’d thought it’d get better now that he was no longer covered in bandages and a cast in front of the kids, that he could put on more of his usual bravado– but after class he found himself staring down at his hand and the scars that crisscrossed crooked knuckles and bent fingers that now refused to stop trembling.
And then came Izuku. That boy plopped right down next to him, pulled up a sleeve, and suddenly there was an outstretched hand next to his own, all crooked fingers and ugly scars, a price the boy had paid to save young Todoroki, young Kota, young Bakugou–
All Might remembered so clearly the face of the woman he had shielded with his own body not that long ago, the woman who had begged him to win, please.
of course young lady, you are right! we heroes have so much to protect, and that’s why we always, always
win
( no matter the cost )
Trembling fingers closed and dropped, and he turned to his young successor.
“Heh, looks like I picked up some of your bad habits.”
#cowlsmash#!!! I WILL NOT BE KILLED— I WILL TWIST FATE ITSELF ( v5 )#when i couldn't figure out a way to fit the exact quote in tbh but#eeeeh just take this
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“So what happens if we win?”
HAMILTON | ACT I | SENTENCE STARTERS ( accepting!!! )
Being asked to referee for a charity dodge-ball game, raising funds to help rebuild the lives of those who lived in Kamino Ward? All Might could think of worse ways to spend a Sunday afternoon. His mere presence got everyone more excited, got more people coming to watch, more people pledging-- it was a great feeling to still be able to do some good.
One of the girls caught his attention with a question and he scooted in from his place outside the playing field. “The winning team gets first picks of the donated merchandise!” He gestured to a table at the end of the hall that had various figurines and apparel of heroes, many bearing his own brand.
“So do your best, and thank you so much for coming out here!”
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“So what happens if we win?”
HAMILTON | ACT I | SENTENCE STARTERS ( accepting!!! )
The third years were quite a different breed from the greener first years in the face of recent events. Young Nejire keenly understood that there was a long fight ahead of them, and that the success of The Raid was nowhere near the end of the conflict.
“When we win,” he emphasized the correction with an animated snap of his fingers, “-- there’ll be another fight to be fought. A hero’s work is never done.”
There was no point sugarcoating it; taking down the league of villains won’t mean there won’t be more adversaries in the future to oppose them.
“But,” he smiled reassuringly, “The world will become just that little bit better, that much safer.” It will always be worth it. “So give it your all, Nejire-chan.”
#flowtion#!!! I WILL NOT BE KILLED— I WILL TWIST FATE ITSELF ( v5 )#i still can't get over that that's what she really picked for her hero name#it's so simple and adorable
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“The fact that you’re alive is a miracle.”
HAMILTON | ACT I | SENTENCE STARTERS ( accepting!!! )
He couldn’t help but laugh at the frank observation. It was odd to be walking around the school grounds now, openly in this form with an arm in a cast and bandages Shuzenji-sama threatened to superglue on if he dared remove them too soon.
“A miracle? Perhaps. But I would not be standing here today without the help and support of countless others.”
#!!! I WILL NOT BE KILLED— I WILL TWIST FATE ITSELF ( v5 )#sorry for the vague but im not sure what kind of student Kentaro is fdjkfdsskj#shake things up#shakethingsup
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@grndzeros liked for a starter
“Let me take another look at that AP Shot of yours. What kind of range can you use it from so far?” All Might was doing his best to give every member of the class some personalized input-- he’d like a closer look at Bakugou’s new move without a falling boulder to distract his attention.
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@amotherlove
For a long time this journey had been a private one All Might would make, but Midoriya-san deserved this. The taxi ride took them through an area familiar to the two from their childhood, changed by the decades but still recognizable. The old playground ( now with a shiny, new structure ) and the donut shop that had stayed in business through generations and the creek that now had its once muddy banks shored up with brick and stone.
The cemetery was a small one, old-fashioned with lots and headstones. He led Midoriya down a familiar path before setting down the supplies they’d brought, kneeling down to the side of a familiar grave. It hasn’t been too long since his previous visit, yet the weeds have already began to poke their shoots out of the dirt, the flowers have withered and the incense burned to its base.
“Thank you for coming with me, Midoriya-san. I’m sure Master Shimura would be delighted to see you once again.“
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@heromight
“You’ve been getting much better at using your power, my boy!” Midoriya was improving at an admirable rate, even if the boy himself did not feel so. With a grin the old hero pulled out a stopwatch.
“You’ve been proving to be quite agile. When disaster strikes, your response time will often be the most important factor on the impact that you can have. You can’t save anyone if you’re late.” While the pure power behind One for All, being the most flashy component and thus the most talked about, All Might had often considered its speed to be the key part of this quirk.
“How much power do you think you can handle at a full sprint?” Let’s find out just how fast the kid can go.
#heromight#!!! I WILL NOT BE KILLED— I WILL TWIST FATE ITSELF ( v5 )#HAVE A MORNING TRAINING SESSION LETSGO
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@sparks-for-hire
“You want a permission slip for...what?” Maybe All Might’s reputation for being a more lenient teacher than their homeroom teacher ( on top of the fact Aizawa was often absent recently to take care of young Eri ) was the reason the 1A kids kept coming to him for such things...
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