*opens The Door And Walks Inside Up To The Counter*

Boo! Sorry for not posting for so long haha- but I’m back nowww!

Here’s part three of the games! I hope you enjoy!

Recap: whilst playing musical chairs kirishima lost and was shot whilst kaminari tried helping him and died too the games. They have now escaped back into the bedrooms.

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As they entered the room their faces were filled with despair, sero looked at his hands before breaking down crying, falling to his knees as I few others joined him.

The room had filled with a deafening silence, nobody moved or spoke a word as tears dropped down their faces.

It was a few minutes later and the robotic voice rang out again, “hello! Your food is here along with drinks! Please enjoy!”.

Right them, as if in cue, miso soup and udon bowls were placed on beds, their well cooked smell dancing from person to person as the remaining class reluctantly ate.

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After a few minutes the robotic demon came back, “hello! Today we-“

“Shut up!” A bowl was tossed as one of the camera’s causing it to Fritz out. Everyone’s heads were on swivels trying to figure out who threw it before iida stood up and glared daggers into the robot.

“Iida what are you doing?!” Shoto said through gritted teeth as he tried shoving the blue haired boy back down with a glare.

Iida scoffed and glared at the other cameras that were directed onto him, the robot beeped as the cameras turned to iida.

A gun flashed to the back of iida’s head, cocked and ready, “I will give you a choice iida tenya.” The voice rang out, the cameras fidgeting a little as they watched iida.

“Shoot one of your classmates or yourself.”

Iida paused, looking at him classmates before staring at the floor, “what.. the fuck?” He muttered before sighing, looking at his classmates sympathetically.

The class erupted into chaos:

“YOU KIDDING?!”

“What kinda BULLSHIT is that?!”

“FUCK NO?!”

“What the fuck?!”

Iida raised his hand and they fell silent, the gun was now in his hands, their life’s, all in his hand.

In a few seconds, iida raised the gun..

BANG!

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Hope everyone enjoyed!

Of course, Chi, would you care for a scone too?

I gestured to the tray and the phantom hands carried a large tray of scones

Fresh from the oven!

*the door opens up and Chiu/Negative Sable walks inside and up to the counter.*

“Hello again Miss Angel!.. Can I have some tea please?”

Rose pauses to turn and look at Chiu before smiling

Ah yes! Come in come in! How are you?

Hey y’all!! I got an au idea that I think is good so Imma just post it here haha-

!Portal Hoppers AU!

Things to know first!

-quirks DO NOT exist.

-these people are 16

-lov do exist but not in a bad way.

Hope this is good!!

@fusciaguardian

@todoroklee

Sorry for being gone for years! I’m back though!

Anyways here is villain!

Name: Shadow igichi natomako

Age: when they “died” around 17. 34

Quirk(s):

Detonate: Anything they touch they will be able to make explode on will, has a timer of how long they can do it- like a bomb.

Shapeshifter: can transform into a person although does need info (a picture or a quick description)

Description:

- before -

A slim, tall girl with long beautiful peach coloured hair, her skin was pale and dotted with freckles that covered all but her dark grey eyes and rosey lips. Around 4’11.

- after -

A muscly 7ft beast, usually wearing all black or military. Inside, a scarred face with two milky and whitened eyes with the same rosey lips. The freckles mostly scratched off as her scars ruined most of her face.

Backstory-

🔔TRIGGER WARNING!!🔔

Cannibalism

Gore

Abuse/ harm

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As a Young child, around the age of six Ichigi was a happy and quite shy girl. Always adorned by her fellow villagers in the village of Aogashima. A village that accepted “normal” people. When she gained her quirk of shapeshifting the village called her a monster, despised her. Her family, who used to see her as their pride and joy, were nothing short of humiliated. Embarrassed of their freak of a daughter. She was hit and abused, shove and forgotten, locked away and “lost” their keys.

One day was too far, she had finished an art piece of hers, a passion of hers. She loved to paint and test colours, adored it even. She walked home to find her art supplies destroyed and black art dotted around all over with stick people and other random doodles. It was clear her younger sister, anamori, had done something. She was only five at the time. Igichi was enraged and snapped at her sister, a petty argument breaking out as fists were drawn and insults were thrown. It was only when her mother came in to stop them did the fighting cease.

She was locked in her room with nothing but a pen and some paper to write an apology letter. Days had passed before she was freed and let go. Her parents got worse on her too, snide comments with small “playful” hits on the head. After that day she couldn’t handle it:

Igichi lay in her bed, staring at her hands as the hustle and bustle of the floor below rung quietly in her ears. She had the twitches again, ichigi’s father -futakuro- walked in and handed her food, a small sandwich with a salad and drink on the side. She looked up and stared at her father as she reached out to grab his hand.

Boom

That hand was gone in an instant, all that remained was blood and the bones scattered all over. The skin splattered against the wall as igichi flinched from her father’s otherworldly shriek, loud and pain consumed.. a dark satisfaction grew.. it sounded like music to her tiny child brain. She smiled down at him, a twisted sadistic grin. That was not igichi.. it was a dark shadow of what was once a sweet and innocent girl.

Futakuro fell to the floor, clutching his hand as it was a baby or an injured child as he tried shuffling away. Slowly shaking his head in fear, he mumbled, “What happened to you..?”

The little girl giggled, the giggling slowly ascending to laughter, slow and insane as she stared at the crumbled man infront of her. Ichigi slowly drifted forward, her whole body losing its sense as she reached her hand out, looking at the old man with a grin. The grin of a fed up girl.

Ichigi gently touched her father’s legs, tracing a finger up to his abdomen. Smiling that cold smile that her very father feared. Futakuro closed his eyes in feared anticipation as he laid in wait.. nothing. Silence filled the room, the only noise was her father’s heavy breathing and shaky whimpers. Ichigi’s father slowly opened his eyes, raising his furrowed eyebrows as he stared at his soon to be killer.

“Wh-what.. you- you ha-“ That was all Futakuro could mutter before a pained scream escaped his dry, bloodied lips. Blood splattered his torso as his stomach exploded, guts and blood flying around the room. Painting the room like some sort of sick canvas. She watched him, writhing around in pain as his breath slowed and distorted, like a broken VHS tape. Soon as she heard a door open ichigi’s face dropped, freezing as the clarity of her recent bloodlust hit her right on the head. Her eyes teared up, her hands felt numb, her lips and throat dryer than the desert.

Ichigi paused, looking around frantically for something- anything to help her. Desperate and fearful of the consequences she kneeled next to her father and dug into his stomach, tearing at the organs as her teeth crushed down what they could in desperation. The pounding of her heart and the feet running up the stairs sounding like drums in her ears as she chewed, more and more desperate.

What her mother saw was something out of a horror story: Ichigi sat over her dead father, bloody face with wide eyes as she chewed on his liver. Tears welled up as Ichigi saw her mother notice her.

“You monster..” She mumbled, slowly backing away from her sobbing daughter as she reached out to her. Her own mother backed away, groaning in disgust as she looked at her freak of a daughter. Ichigi cried and sobbed as she got up, stumbling and tripping over herself in her own hysteria. Accidentally grabbing the wall of the building and-

BANG!

Wood and debris fell onto the two, their screams mixing into a symphony of pain and suffering. The final thing she could hear was a whimper from her mother, her hand shakily pawing at the debris to try freeing herself, to get away from the freak of her daughter monster.

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It took a couple weeks for Ichigi to wake up. That’s what the doctor said. The doctor… the girl looked up and around, it looked like.. a children’s hospital? I sat up straight, pausing at the feeling of a headache hitting her from all sides. The pain.. head to toe was unbearable. Ichigi clutched her aching head, the throbbing pain screaming in her ears as a man in a white coat walked in, a bushy moustache and comically large scientist glasses on full display as he observed the girl infront of her.

He sighed and nodded to her as he muttered, his voice gravelly and low, “You’re finally awake. Good.” He stared at her before writing something in a notebook. It was grey with beige pages and black lines.

“This could work.” He mumbled as he looked back at her calmly.

It took weeks, experiment after experiment, needle after needle before the fusion happened.

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The fusion was with a teenage girl, no more than fifteen by her looks. She was tall and had curly red hair with caramel coloured skin. She looked asleep but Ichigi knew she wasn’t. A small stream of blood had dropped down her cheek, mixing in with the tears dotted around her pretty face.

They were both shoved into a two sided machine, metal chairs -like at death row electric chair- connected between two small spaced. The two rooms were pitch black. It felt like a fever dream being strapped to those machines, something out of a comic book.

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Sirens slapped Ichigi awake, the loud blaring of the sirens and the glare of the ruby lights awakening her with ease. She awoke and stumbled out of a room.. it was different- or rather. She was different, Ichigi looked down to see how she grew.. how strange. She became taller, her luscious locks of hair disappeared into curly salmon coloured hair, the freckles tore off her face as the machine had singed her skin into the caramel colour of the other girl.

Ichigi looked around.. where was the girl? She looked to the doctor, who grinned at her, clapping his hands together in joy as he and a few other doctors watched. As she stumbled she clutched her head a splitting headache rang like an incessant bell.

The doctor strutted over, “welcome to the world nomu! From now on you’ll do as I say to the letter am I clear?”

No matter how hard she tried to scream and shout, kick or yell, her body ignored her, nodding like a zombified puppet as her eyes grew blank and tired.

Her body wasnt her own, it was a sick and twisted amalgamation of two misguided children, an experiment for other’s curiosity. That was all they were anymore.

“From now own you’ll be named shadow. Am I clear?”

“Yes sir.”

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End

Wahh that took so long to write I actually can’t ughhh- anyways I hope y’all enjoy and eat this up!!

@fusciaguardian

@weepingangel-1

@cometiez

Hope you enjoy- sorry for the wait!

Happy days y’all!!

Here is part three!! Hope everyone enjoys!

Recap!!: the two woke up in snow and was confused until they found younger versions of themselves. And their mothers.

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Katsuki shook his head before going back to the window, watching the two young boys smile happily as they watched all might together, happy and proud smiled on their faces as they cheered.

Izuku turned to look at the shaking Katsuki only to realise he was shaking himself.

That was when he heard it. Footsteps.. sounded like a person walking on smoke or something filled with air.

They both paused to look at the creature walking around the street to them, it was a being in the slight shape of a bony old man. It walked over to the two touched their shoulders before pausing and muttering, “choose your path, find your way home.. time of day and people of old..”

Katsuki paused to look at izuku who in turn looked back just as confused. Izuku blinked and looked back at the man, or what was left. His body dissipating into the wind before either of them could get a sentence out.

They looked back at the children who were now sat on the sofa eating cookies in the shape of trees, laughing and watching all might.

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The light faded to black, the colours and voices draining out as the two flinched back and stared in shock as all that remained was the two boys. Two boys who were now staring at the two in emotionless expressions.

The two walked closer to the smaller children before the children smiled.

“It’s not your time yet, you still have to choose!” The young izuku said as he patted the older izuku’s leg.

“Pick your path soon.. hope you’re ready.” The young katsuki grumbled, lightly hitting the older katsuki’s knee before they both walked off and sat down in the darkness.

Izuku and bakugou looked at them in confusion before watching them evaporate.

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Next thing they knew uraraka smacked izuku hard in the face, while bakugou was hit by kirishima, both who jumped back soon as the saw the two lockdown boys wake up.

Katsuki glared at the redhead before pausing and realising, they weren’t at the old house anymore… they were at the dorms, on the floor asleep. Well, they were a few minutes ago.

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HEY YALL! Part three is done! Hope y’all liked it!

Of course, while you’re at it- tell me about what you’ve done since your last visit!

I handed her a scone

*the door opens up and Chiu/Negative Sable walks inside and up to the counter.*

“Hello again Miss Angel!.. Can I have some tea please?”

Rose pauses to turn and look at Chiu before smiling

Ah yes! Come in come in! How are you?

Hey @roseytheangel, I made this art a while ago but I dont have my other drawing of shinso, so here you go, I love him!!!!

Omg so pretty I legit love himmm!! Thank you so much for this actually-

“Likewise miss himiko.”

I nodded to her and offered her some crackers

A person could be seen sitting down on the park pavement down the road from you. She seemed to have a small but thoughtful expression on her face.

She wasn’t opposing any threat so far but.. yiu werent exactly sure who she was or what her intentions were.

Do you approach?

*Himiko notice a person who is sitting on the bench, so she skip that to meet that person

I looked at the other three in sympathy before chuckling and smiling at them politely.

Do they want anything either?

Hey!! Sorry I haven’t spoken in a while haha- was busy with stuff. I hope everyone is doing well!! I got a cafe now too, I’ll bring pastries next time!

(Ooc- sorry I haven’t spoken to you in a while!! How are youuu)

id bet eri would love some treats, do you happen to have caramel apple flavored things? -🐈⬛ or just.. mm give them all to mmmeee -🎤+☁+🐱🌑

🐍//im good! just swamped with school

I paused, looking between the two then back at her in shock before letting out a shocked laugh

Seriously? That sounds fun.

*opens the door and walks inside up to the counter*

Hello, there, Can I please have some tea please?

(OOC: Thank you so much for the follow!)

Hm? Ah! You’re that newbie on the street I’ve heard so much about.

*I smiled at them politely as I nodded to them.*

Of course, any enemy of the blazehounds is a friend of mine. This one is on the house. For you.