YOU SAY RUN GOES WITH EVERYTHING | o, body pillows

[NUI HARIME]

ASPIRING FIRES !

nui harime — female — snowbound — eaglehearted — hard physicality

tentative claws drift over the velvety hide of the pillow. a needle, sharp and metallic, pierces through it's soft alabaster skin. in out. weaving and intricate pattern. carving a face. a body.

her goal is crude at best, to sew an image into this blank canvas. to make it her comfort.

neat and delicate, she lovingly craft's her creator's face into the pillow's frame. she must make it perfect. she must make it beautiful, and with her skill, this is no hard task. strings of multicolored yarn lay strewn about her, fastened to pins. deep down, she misses ragyo. and what better than to recreate the image of her glorious maker for her own consolation during these lonely, cold nights?

with a satisfied huff, she finishes the last stitch, permanently etching ragyo's face into the lengthy pillow, ties the last seam and then cuts it with her teeth. she looks down on her creation, admiring her fine work and craftmanship. then, she gathers the last of her sewing items scattered betwixt the workshop she calls a home, and puts it away.

// please wait until izuku responds
[member=183]izuku[/member]

#psychosocial.

[arcy]

Izuku .. was a lot more of a fanboy then people realized, sometimes. And that was pretty shocking, wasn't it? He'd had a room filled to the brim with All Might merchandise. Other fanboy activities came with that. He'd spent a pretty shocking amount of time reading fanfiction, for one. And he'd been a moderator on a few hero forums. He watched every interview and fight religiously. It hadn't stopped even when he became a student at UA. He'd been obsessed. In a way, he still was, but without any internet or anything he couldn't exactly keep updated. .. He hopes the forums were doing fine with him gone. Not that he'd been very inactive lately anyways.
Though. Izuku hadn't ever had a body pillow. ... He's lying. He had one, just one. And he'll give you a single guess as to who it was. You'll never fucking guess. It was very nice to hug. Very comforting. He hid it in his closet, though, because it was awkward. Especially when he met the man himself. And then he could've asked for hugs himself but that was even worse. ... Like. Spooky. Also, he had to live with the fact that he had a body pillow of the man in his bedroom and that was weird. He couldn't look All Might in the eyes with that sort of knowledge sometimes, what the hell.
In any case. Izuku had been wandering around. Like he always was. He didn't have a lot to do. Well. Outside of obsessive reading. Which was why his head always hurt. Anyways. .. He'd eventually decided to bust into one of the new joiner's homes. It sounded worse than it was. Literally nobody in this clan had any sense of privacy, and, well, Izuku had always been nosy, but it'd just been encouraged time and time again. Which leads to where he is now. He'd seen that -- she'd made a body pillow. Holy fuck. It looked pretty good, too.  Weird of him to think? Maybe a little, but Izuku doesn't really notice, and he's not judging, anyways.
".. Body pillows?" Izuku speaks, hoping that he doesn't spook her. Nui. He seems a little amused, but maybe a little too curious as he shuffles over. Body pillows were weird, but Izuku just liked .. hugging them, really. What a stigma against them when all Izuku wanted was the illusion that he could actually hug somebody without going into a complete breakdown over it. "Do you plan on opening a shop, or something?" He grins a little. He isn't entirely serious. I mean, it was probably just a hobby and Izuku had kind of just walked in here without prompting. But, y'know, his clanmates did that too, so she'd just have to live with that and for that, Izuku is .. only a little sorry.
//weeb clan
anyways shit reply lol

☀ what was i worth

[ATBASH CIPHER.]

ATBASH CIPHER

i should've said what i hear
i should have let myself fear

The shop system was still quite new, and Atbash was hoping people would start to open up shops since there had been a lot of joiners recently. Although, she supposed, nobody really knew about them. I should hold a questionnaire about the tribe. She thought to herself, and made a mental note to do that later. "Ooh, a shop?" Atbash overheard Izuku as she passed back, halting from where she had been walking and turned around to head over to Nui's cabin, her ears pricked with interest. She let her gaze fall on the body pillow Nui made and she tilted her head. Atbash knew what a pillow was, of course, but she had never seen a body pillow before. And her first impression of them? Weird.

bio | female | hailcaller [leader] of snowbound

© madi

[NUI HARIME]

ASPIRING FIRES !

nui harime — female — snowbound — eaglehearted — hard physicality

she'd never expected anyone to come visit her, really. if you could call it a visit. perhaps it was something done more of impulse than actual forethought. she couldn't blame izuku either. she, herself had those moments where compulsion drew her forward. it felt better to act on her own heart anyways, than to such complicated thinking.

izuku's scent washed over her long before she saw him, his steps audible from the crunching of snow near the entrance to her home, to the soft thump of paws amongst floorboards. in hindsight, it made sense that he wasn't trying to be sneaky. why should he, anyways?

nui had no shame in the love for her creator. while others would have stumbled at the site of being caught with something so intimate. body pillows, in many's opinion was intimate in the way that it openly described one's desire for comfort. in the form of a projection. something that some would like to keep hidden.

"a shop?" nui hummed, interest sprinkling her tone. something sparkled within those keen irises. a shop, huh? that didn't sound so bad. a shop catering to body pillows and other things... she needed something to do anyways. putting herself to work sounded pleasant. there was always something so pleasing about creating. crafting. building. she was made to do it anyways. back home, ragyo had always put her in charge for the execution of her concepts. now, she could put all she had learned to good use and then some.

"that actually doesn't sound too bad!" her voice carried one of triumph and joy. her mind was racing like a waterfall. filled with the many ideas of what she could display to snowbound.

"thank you izuku!

the sound of another, familiar voice filled the room, and nui's cranium pivoted to face the savannah.

"yes, a shop. and you're all welcome to ask me for anything there. her schedule was terribly empty anyways as it was. with a little set up, she could begin an honorable business.

#psychosocial.

[ATBASH CIPHER.]

ATBASH CIPHER

i should've said what i hear
i should have let myself fear

Oh, wonderful! It seems like she wasn't going to be the only one setting up a shop, then. "That's great!" Atbash purred, clearly excited over this news. "You'll need time to set one up though, right?" It was still taking her a bit to get her finished but hey, she was still working on it!

bio | female | hailcaller [leader] of snowbound

© madi

[NUI HARIME]

ASPIRING FIRES !

nui harime — female — snowbound — eaglehunter — hard physicality

nui nods in agreement to atbash's words. great indeed. wonderful, even. she'll have something to do, and she'll have a way of making a living for herself here. a productive member of snowbound. ha, that sounds funny, but it isn't something she really minded.
"i will," nui affirms. "i'll have to find a desk, find some things to showcase and all of that. maybe things to write on, but i'm confident that there's plenty of resources for that here in town.

#psychosocial.