#vexernum

[stray-villain]

A post for @vexernum​, a continuation from a Discord rp.

Dabi could only snort at such demand, not surprised but clearly entertained by the mere idea of the other having any power over him in that matter. It was cute how the older man simply expected him to comply, to do as he was told and not question anything. Even more so than that, it was rather bold of Aizawa to assume he had gained Dabi’s trust during such a short amount of time spent together, most of which went by during fights and exchanging snarky comments. Perhaps he didn’t make himself clear enough the last time. 

“You can’t tell me what to do.” He stated shortly, staring blankly at the other male, not so much as flinching while his stitches were being examined and prodded at. Aizawa must’ve forgotten where his place was all of a sudden and it showed. 

“I’m not one of your students,” He started, his tone dropping just a tad, though the difference was hard to miss. “Nor a fucking stray for you to adopt. I’ve got enough problems on my own, I don’t need you becoming another one of them.” He had his pride just as he had his limits. He wouldn’t be where he was currently had he always meekly followed orders and while sure, it was no more but a pile of flaming garbage, at least it was his own. It was closer to a home that what he had had previously. 

After that he reached for his shirt and put it back on, deciding that he got fed up with being constantly on display like that. He should've just left early like he had planned to, instead he out right ignored his own instincts in order to allow himself to grow comfortable in the new cozy place. How foolish of him.

#dabizawa #dabi rp #quirkless verse #vexernum #rage rage against the dying of the light (dabi)

[wintersfireaa]

This is just a post for @vexernum​, @inxanis​, & @wingsofprey​ because I love her and her blogs and everything she chooses to be. Just tossing that out there. Cause it’s a fact. I love so much.

#vexernum #inxanis #wingsofprey‌ #i just felt like posting that i adore you today no reason

[tenyasleggies]

Hitoshi｡

Neito surveyed the sprawling city below him, the moving lights from the various storefronts and moving cars creating a dazzling kaleidoscope of color against the pitch black backdrop of night. The wind was strong, and whipped his hair and coattails around playfully from his perch on the tallest building he could find. Actually, there was a lot of taller buildings to be found, but this had been the tallest he could get permission to take the elevator to the top of. Just because he had an enterprising spirit didn't mean he wasn't willing to work within the confines of what was allowed. He'd also been banned from copying flying quirks outside of emergency situations for the foreseeable future.

Neito plopped down to a seated position with an exaggerated sigh and leaned back on the heels of his palms. He checked the time on his phone, wondering when Shinsou was going to show up. He never thought heroics would turn out to be so boring. He couldn't stop thinking about an endless stretch of painfully dull days that lay ahead of him. Was it wrong to hope for some earth-shattering catastrophe right now? He'd never even break a three-digit follower count on Cheaper, let alone become a top hero at this rate.

His phone chirped, and he checked his feed at the new follow icon, only to stuff his phone in his pocket when he saw it was just that stupid hero fashion company trying to to get him to look at their page again. Maybe he should finally bite the bullet and take the ‘model hero’ out of his bio. "Ugh, where's someone in mortal peril to save when you need them!?" He complained to the empty sky.

#vexernum #neito monoma rp #bnha rp #rp type: paragraph #verse: pro hero #it's finally up!!! #also this ended up much longer than intended #please don't worry about matching length #because usually i stick to like 1 para

[violetueur-archive]

Continued from here !! @vexernum

The offer of barbecued meat is conducted silently, but she assumes her appreciation is plainly understood by the man sitting across the table; it’s a wordless exchange, as is most of Hitoshi’s thoughts and feelings — the complete opposite of herself. They work well together, in that way. The ability to communicate without words is not easily achieved by most, and although Nicolette chooses more often than not to run her mouth tirelessly, it’s nice to know someone who can so quickly cut through the bullshit to understand her.

Perhaps it helps that he seems to find her so endlessly charming without ever truly being irritated by her behavior ( as most people are ). It works.

Well, it should. If only she didn’t fuck everything up for the both of them. He seems to think so too. Momentarily she looks stricken by his words, before wounded expression is schooled into friendly annoyance. After the things she'd been through as a child, Nicolette had grown past being hurt by people’s words. Despite being a hero, most people were insignificant — a bunch of strangers who either loved her or loved to hate her. She adored their adoration, but their criticism and cruelty often fell to deaf ears.  She didn't have many friends either. Always extroverted and sociable, but a little too distant ( too guarded ) to be more than an acquaintance. Hitoshi feels like a friend, though — or as close to one as she’s willing to admit. So hearing him call her a fuck up so casually... yeah, it hurts. She supposes he’s right. She messed things up for him too, after all. 

❝ Well, thanks! I mean I guess you’re not wrong! Why beat myself up when you can do it for me? Hah! ❞ The smile on her face is forced as she gracelessly shoves the beef into her mouth. It’s not like I fail that often, she wants to say, but doesn’t. Even in her head it sounds pathetic.

#vexernum #( VEXERNUM 02 ) #( VERSE TAG: BNHA HERO AU ) #OOF OOF [ ROBLOX DEATH NOISE ] #THAT EVEN HURT ME BJNGJBNDGBG #she might be messy but she's still good at what she does ouch jbnjkbnjgsbdg #↳ ʰᵉʳᵒ; ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈˡᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ( BNHA AU ) #↳ VERSE ; BNHA: HERO || ❛ we gladiate / but we’re really fighting ourselves ❜

[onetrueidolnico-blog]

(Starter as per request of @vexernum​!)

“Man, what is taking them so long...?”

Her fingers tapped at her folded arms, her feet on the metal flooring beneath her. It would be a fun change of pace, she convinced herself. Maybe it’ll rekindle that wonder and amazement from your youth before life became nothing but studying. Well, joke was on her.

She’d seen the Lunar Park Ferris Wheel a few times before and always thought it would be cool to ride it one night. With a little bit of cash left over from her recent paycheck from work, she thought why not? It’d be fun. And it was alright, at least until the mechanism stalled when she was halfway up the climb. It’d been a good 10 mins since then and her phone was getting dangerously close to running out of charge thanks to a recent event in a popular rhythm game.

Bored out of her mind (and trying desperately not to look down), she looked across to the young man sitting across from her.

“Hey. Do you have any fun stories to pass the time? Funny videos? I’ll take anything at this point...”

#ic #vexernum[1] #vexernum #ni-claustrophobia

[sxrpens]

[ swivel ] - modern verse!

Painful Prompts

[ swivel ] Your muse finds mine delirious from a fever.

@vexernum

         Damn the cold.

         If only he hadn’t forgotten to bring a jacket with him the other day, he wouldn’t be having this problem right now. This was definitely one out of many reasons he hated the cold. Not that it mattered right now.

         Face flushed, it took practically all his willpower to continue to shuffle along down the sidewalk in attempt to make his way back home. The fever seemed to be getting worse though, judging by how he could hardly focus on the path ahead. 

         Suddenly, Snake feels his body bump against someone else, though when he sees a flash of purple hair out of the corner of his eye he begins to wonder if he’s hallucinating.

“… Sorry…”         he mumbles regardless, not even bothering to look up in case it was truly an illusion. 

         He just wanted to get home.

#vexernum #;v: modern #(( ahhhhh i got excited ;w; )) #(( it's been a while since i've done anything w him!!! )) #(( thank youuuuuu )) #(( i hope this is ok uwu ))

[animajustus]

starter for @vexernum

He was getting the store ready to close up for the night, straightening up the aisles a little to make the morning opening a little easier on him. The sound of the bell above the entrance ringing pulled a deep sigh from him and he looked up to see who had entered at this hour. 

The purple haired young man looked vaguely familiar, but Tenya was positive he’d never seen him in the store before. Which would explain why he was walking in right before closing time.

“We’re closing soon,” he warned, trying to hide the annoyance in his tone. It wouldn’t be right to turn off new customers with bad customer service. 

He left his task at hand and walked back to the register, a slight limp to his gait. He tried to hide it as much as he could in front of people, especially strangers. He didn’t need pity from anyone, nor did he want it. 

#vexernum #v; in another life // prototype verse #// hope this works for you #// if you want something different just let me know~

[shuoshuzhe-aa]

[  @vexernum​  /  sc.  ft.  SAWAMURA ASAMI  ]

            maybe she should invest in a cart or a wagon  ,  carrying such heavy items in her arms was a work out  .  well  ,  at least her vision wasn’t obscured  .  things were going great  ,  until she turned a corner and bumped into someone  .  “  whoa  !!  ”  asami exclaims  ,  unable to stop her own stumble  ,  asami drops the textbooks to catch herself and the books hitting the ground with a thud  .  a scatter of paper decorates the ground  .  “  s — sorry  !!  ”  she yelps  ,  trying to gather her papers before they got trampled on  .

#( asami | threads ) #vexernum #( starters. ) #hope this is okay!

[hubievonvestra-blog]

The Lamplit Shadow

(starter as per request of @vexernum​!)

Ah. The cool air of midnight’s kiss.

It wasn’t uncommon for Hubert to be at the campus library until late. There’s an absurd amount of information to absorb and so little time to do so. And so history would repeat itself on a near nightly basis, studying into the early hours with naught but his mug of black coffee at his side.

At least, he assumed he was alone.

Upon pushing open the double doors and exiting the building, he let the cool air massage his neck and shoulders. The night was a pleasant time to commute back to the dorm. None of that white noise of the students bumbling about or weaving in and out of the slackjawed layabouts, just a calm, shadowed stroll back to his room. Time to think... and plot.

He didn’t make it far before he noticed something. A figure, it seemed. Unless it was a shadowy reflection, someone else seemed to be taking advantage of the quiet as well. His eyes followed. He couldn’t quite make out the features from here, the figure moving in and out of the lights provided by the walkway lamps. He understood this was the pot calling the kettle black, but he found this presence... suspicious.

 Were they even of the university crowd? If they were, such dodgy behavior might paint the whole flock in a bad light. If not, well... They were in the wrong place. His curiosity quietly piqued, Hubert decided the time for simple watching was over.

“Good evening, good sir. May I ask... what manner of business has you out at this godforsaken hour...?”

He eyed the figure with piercing judgement. His smile awaited an answer.

#blackwoodrp #nightbuddies #sorryforthelength! #lettheliescommence #vexernum

[burningheartsu]

@vexernum

He walks down the street after work, paying little mind to the atmosphere around him. It’s a cold evening and the sun has long set, leaving isolated shivers among the people who brave the winter chill. Internally, he minds his own-- contemplating the day and how he was going to cram his school work in, but also find a way to de-stress through gaming or conjuring recipes. It isn’t until the glint of holiday lights on a few trees catch his eye that he comes to; growing aware of what is around him and who is out.

He spots quickly the familiar face of the boy who shared food with him. It’s been a few weeks since he’s seen him, the differences in classes and scheduling likely to be blame. Excitement is his first sensation and he bounds up from behind him, growing closer until he’s practically leaning on and around him, personal boundaries no concern as his chest bumps into an arm. “Are you looking at the lights?!”

#vexernum #he runs over #its meeee!!! ur favorite person!! #the loud staring weirdo!! #i org had him over his shoulder then realized he is not taller than the emo lad #and was shook

[photolaps]

@vexernum

He’s been here a decent while, now, and it’s becoming difficult not to notice that Hitoshi hasn’t yet moved out from under the awning, which makes Joseph a bit curious. He knows that he himself is here for the opportunity presented by the weatherーhe does hate getting caught in the rain, but just the same loves the way it can look. (just not while it’s soaking him to the bone.) Is he here for something similar...?

...He remembers certain predicaments he’d found himself in in the past, and realizes for one that he’s a bit dense, and for another that maybe he should at least make an offer.

He shuts off his camera and tucks it back into his bag to focus his attention on conversation. Cocking his head slightly, he asks, “Excuse me, I don’t mean to pry, but are you waiting on someone, or...?”

#vexernum #feel free to change / im sorry this took so long..!; #and sorry i kinda took the prompt and ran with it sdjghhsdg

[roseaemortis]

@vexernum || ( ♥ starter call )

Sneaking into the art studio after classes have wrapped up for the day has become something of a habit recently. Although it’s arguably “sneaking” when there’s nobody at all preventing him from just going in, it feels like sneaking to him when he’s going out of his way to avoid being seen heading into the building. It’s just too much hassle to explain why he’s there, especially since all he’s after is a little peace and quiet to indulge in some painting. It might not be his field of study, but a man’s allowed some hobbies, isn’t he?

Although Aesop’s been lucky enough to find the room unoccupied on his last couple of trips, today ends the streak. It’s only one guy, but walking in and being in his presence just for the moment already has him feeling uneasy. Not to mention, this is a little awkward, walking in on him so abruptly-- and while it seems like he’s working, too! There’s half an apology on his lips and he’s entirely of a mind to go backing right back out into the hallway and leave until he catches sight of the piece Hitoshi’s working on.

It’s horrifying. Alarming. Delightfully, charmingly terrifying, and Aesop is immediately quite enamored with it. It might be a bit hard to actually see that, given that half his face remains obscured by his mask, but it puts off the thought of leaving right away out of his head for the moment.

“Sorry for the interruption, but... is this your work?” The question seems entirely an obvious one; there’s not exactly anyone else in here sculpting. Still, he feels compelled to ask, out of ( awkward ) politeness if nothing else. “It’s lovely. I’ve never seen anything quite like it before.”

#hope this is alright! let me know if you'd like anything changed #i tried to keep what he's looking at vague so you could have control over that #morbid art fans solidarity #vexernum #vexernum 01

[wintersfireaa]

Useless Details Ask Meme I

@vexernum​ said: ✯🌷♋

✯ what do their texts look like? Do they use emojis often? What kind?

Fuyumi's texts are entirely spelled out. She hates texts that look like this. [ hey u up? ] or like this [ lmk ] She doesn't like many abbreviations, nor is she fond of improper grammar. She does use emojis, though. Mostly cute ones at the end of her texts to her brothers. With Shouto, it'll be a cloud or a snowflake. With Natsuo, it's a snowflake. Now the thing to take an interest in is her address book. Almost everyone has a nickname. (Except Enji comes up as Father.) Fly Boy is Hawks. While Turbo is Tensei. Bunny is Rumi. Erasure or Sensei is Aizawa.

🌷 What do they have in their wallet?

She has pictures of her brothers, her mother, and her father. Every year, Fuyumi changes the picture of her class. She keeps all the old class pictures though for later on down the road, should she ever see them again after they leave her class.

♋ Do they read any newspapers/magazines? What kind? What topics are they interested in? Do they flip forward to the cartoon page first?

Fuyumi does read the local newspaper, she's a fan of keeping up to date on the news. (Especially if her father is in it.) She does read gossip columns/romance magazines like cosmo though, she's got a soft spot for them just because she loves dramas.

#( answers ) #vexernum

[blackwood-rp]

It'd be great to have more bnha peeps here so I would like to request for them please! I'd love to see more of Class 1-A (Mina Ashido, Tsuyu Asui, etc.) and Class 1-B (Neito Monoma, Itsuka Kendou, etc.)! Thank you!

Sure thing! We’d love to see more “heroes” around campus! ;)

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#bnha #mina ashido #tsuyu asui #neito monoma #itsuka kendou #bw!request #vexernum

[fuegovldez]

vexernum replied to your post: ((i need to get over my anxiety of bein in this...

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((ok tumblr messed it up but that was hands emojis, and honestly, pal, you made my night. im crying. 

#vexernum #~~ out of fire (( ooc )) ~~ #((i gotta go to bed but i will IM you when i get home from work to maybe plot??? #((thank you!! for even showing the smallest interest

[artcords]

@vexernum​ 

When Nao picked up her creamy coffee for the day, she couldn’t help but notice, how someone on a table close by was reading something familiar. It wasn’t an usual book though, more like a comic book... Wait, wasn’t this...?

“Ah! Wait, are you reading... that one comic where a teenage boy gets possessed by an old samurai ghost? I always wanted to check that one out!”  Nao wasn’t really too big into superhero comics. But comics were just another kind of artwork, and she loved spooky stuff related to ghosts and demons as well. Of course, she also had some healthy respect for those kind of things, but as an artist, she couldn’t help but feel very curious about it as well!

“Would you mind if I’d sit next to you? Oh, and do you like the story so far? I’ve seen some artwork for it online before, and it’s really impressive as well!”

#vexernum #[Hitoshi Shinsou 01] #[ic] #[hewwo hope this is ok!] #[lemme know if you need something changed!]