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BLACK ABYSS !!



➣ BLACK ABYSS !!
tokoyami fumikage // reveled by eros // follows from @symboliic
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27: grab a fistful of my muse’s hair // dabi @ shoto
f*ck with my muse send a number, get a drabble. caution: blood, torture, lots of violence.

Shoto had been, not intrigued, but curious about Dabi ever since they’d first met. The way the other man had said his name that night at camp had been off, full of more recognition or mocking than he would have normally expected in a first meeting, even with a villain. Of course it was possible that Dabi just knew who his father was. Shoto was easily recognizable and his father had no shortage of enemies. Still, something nagged at him and he couldn’t place it for the life of him.
This second meeting wasn’t going much better than the first, they had been forced into close combat more quickly than Shoto would have liked, and he was unable to use his ice to it’s full potential simply using it to block blue fire before another attack came. It didn’t long for the speed of the attacks to break through his ice, his attempts to stop this only resulting in an explosion similar to his flashfreeze heatwave and sending him flying to the ground. A hand was already in his hair by the time he tried to scramble to his feet.
His breath caught as the hand in his hair tightened, and he automatically straightened to ease the pull, his hand reaching up to feel a scarred wrist, staples scraping against his palm. His hand cooled on instinct, frost spilling from his fingertips, but Shoto wasn’t sure if he’d be able to protect himself against Dabi’s fire at such a close range if the villain decided to burn him. This still didn’t stop him from jabbing an elbow back, trying to get a hit in though he couldn’t see the older man, he wasn’t about to be cooperative.
“If you’re looking for Bakugou again, I’m not going to help you, so you’re wasting your time.”
yang is here to kick down kirishima's door and yell, "happy birthday, kiri!!"

“Yang! Thanks!” Her enthusiasm was appreciated, though that was the second time that day his door had been burst through. “You could have just opened it you know.” He told her with a laugh. No real harm though, they could always fix it and her excitement to wish him a happy birthday definitely made him feel special.
florablooms:

“ yeah, but they kinda follow me anyways. don’t be afraid, I’ll keep ya safe. ”

“ these things follow you? why? they don’t like touch you, do they? “ great, he seemed to be the only one who was scared, that was embarrassing. but still, he sidled a little closer to her.

“Oh! Thanks.” It wasn’t that Denki thought his sister wouldn’t want to watch him in the sports festival, he just assumed she’d be busy with hero work and miss at least some of it. But it also wasn’t like he’d done that well once he got into the one on one matches, and on top of that he’d gone and fried himself in front of everyone.
He was proud that he’d made it to the individual matches and for the work he’d done in the cavalry battle, but other than that there was a lot to criticize.
“Hey!” Yup, there it was. He struggled to pull out of his sisters hold, scowling and poking at her with a lightly electrified finger. “How was I supposed to know her hair could leave her body like that?? I just wanted to end things quickly!”
@quirkdriven || starter call

“I watched you during the sports festival- you really held your own out there”
There was a sense of pride of course. Uta has always been very proud of her family name and her brother. She was working of course but she had her eyes on him whenever she could and she was genuinely impressed on how far he has come from just this spunky little kid to someone in the hero course.
A hint of concern did linger in the back of her head however-… she wouldn’t tell him nor anyone about how she felt during the USJ attack..and how she was told he was there.
“However-” Grabbing her younger brother, she began to rub at his head to create static “GOING AFTER THAT GIRL? Has my hours of playing Pokemon as a kid never taught you anything? You came out there waaaaay to confident kiddo”