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ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴜɴᴅʏɪɴɢ ([personal profile] necrolord) wrote in [community profile] deercountry2022-02-28 05:18 pm

o5 . bone house mingle!

Who: [personal profile] necrolord and CR!
What: Several teens move into the horrible necromancy mansion, and sometimes they bring their friends.
When: Early March.
Where: Bone House in Gaze.

Content Warnings: Skeletons, discussions of death and grief, violence where marked, vomit where marked. Note all the usual warnings of this character.

wannasmash: deep thots (look lonely)

[personal profile] wannasmash 2022-04-05 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
He has committed to staying in Trench to protect it. It is, for better or worse, the home of Iskierka, her Sleeper, and their flock. (Midoriya identifies the first two image-impressions he's given easily. The last one misses him with its brevity, except in the realm of subconscious knowledge, but it's not the first time he's seen someone disapprove of another's friendship.)

But a sad missive like that is enough to tug Midoriya in his chest. Someone needs saving. Midoriya is full of his own protective instinct that extends to those beyond what he could call his flock. A Hero saves everyone. Perhaps, if things in Trench seem calm...

"Pretty sure half those people will already be there rescuing him, and the other half waiting for messages so they can talk to him. That's how it was with me when I was lost."

His voice trails off quietly. The rest of his chopping suddenly demands his full attention. Then he decides it's worth speaking again--as ever, not for himself, but for someone else.

"After the Leviathan--no--after I couldn't save Paul-kun, my Corruption got really bad. I ran away after the battle. I was afraid of turning into a Beast and hurting others. They had to find me and wear me down--Paul-kun, Nagisa-kun, and everyone. It doesn't matter if Anon-san refuses help. 'Giving help that's not asked for is part of what makes a true Hero.'"

He's quoting his mentor. It would sound cheesy, except for how gently he says it, without loftiness, as he begins scooping ingredients into a large simmering pot of broth and remembers his own tears.

"It's also part of what makes a friend."