pompeii.

&           we're         gonna           let           it           burn.

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AIR - HEADED.

       SHE BIT DOWN her tongue to stifle the chuckle that threatened to escape her lips, honestly finding his puns ridiculous yet clever. She nearly lost her composure just then before returning to her cold facade. “You first. Hell could really use a torch since you`re so full of hot air. Not like you`ll ever leave a mark in this world since you won`t be missed.”

      EMBERS CAUGHT BENEATH SCORCHING TONGUE,  muscle constricting childish snicker  &  spitting it out as a tch !  he finds her creativity admirable,  all ranks aside.   sometimes it slips his mind that these  HEROES  are simply oversized kids.    ❛  y’know,  gravity is a contributing factor in seventy - three percent of accidents involving falling objects.  WATCH YOU DON’T SLIP.   hey,   maybe you’re related to isaac newton ---   you certainly have the whole ‘apple dropped on head’ thing in common.  trust me, it shows.   ❜  

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new   starter call   bc i can’t find my other one!!

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AIR - HEADED.

       “I THINK I’M GOING to be scarred for life from just looking at you. Your face burns my eyes.”

     ❛  don’t y’ think you should get your head out the clouds, gravity gal ?  y’ could really do with bein’  PUT DOWN.  ❜  

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  ❛   lemme guess-----   y’ looking for  monoma, right ?    i’ll be real bummed if you’re just here to mush up my brains.  ❜   

@ctrlquirk​     / s.

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dabi is that lonely ass dude who lives off burnt food n lights every candle in he goddamn house

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 ❛   and you expect me to believe you ?     after you turned your back on the rest of those kids ?     fat chance,    short circuit.   ❜       

@elctrical     / s.

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  ❛ GOD----     even just  being around you  gives me  vertigo. ❜        

@urabitea.     / s.

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new   starter call   bc i can’t find my other one!!

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pyrocrypted:

finally. of course he’s scared & he knows that every moment, he would go his suicide path. but it doesn’t matter— shouto, he needs answers. this guy, dabi, his quirk was so similar and this is just… absurd. why is it just so strange to him? why wouldn’t he just let the man alone? maybe it was just some coincidence that dabi’s quirk is just so familiar, but shouto thinks otherwise. there’s something about dabi… something that… is so creepy and familiar. shouto needs answers, and now, knowing that this could be the last day of his life if dabi was going to be ruthless, he finally found the guy.

‘ don’t worry ’, he initiates, ‘ i’m not going to cause any harm to you, unless you act reckless, then i won’t hesitate… ’ heaving a breath, he looks at the other guy, feeling nervous already. ‘ why do you know my name? we never met before. and why is your quirk so familiar to me? ’

@egouro —— ;;

           UNCONTROLLABLE.     /     TOUCH MELTS WAXY RELATIONS TO NOTHING BUT SCORCHED MEMOIRS ‘PON KITSCH HOME - HALLS.    forgotten smell o’ gasoline household  &  gas - lighting parent long outlives charred boy  &  unwanted child.     accused monster  &  murderous fiend has left heroic roots beneath him, crushed such beneath steel-toed boots, yet past still creeps self toward present---   dear sibling has presented himself in villainous territory to talk family tree.   /   dabi is suspicious, to say the least.  how long has it been ?  since he breached from endeavour’s clutches  &  ran ‘til his legs grew weak.  how long has it been since he’d last spoke to dearest little experiment brother ?                maybe  it  had  been  for  the  best.

    ashen gaze wreaks wildfire o’er familial tie, digits tent in preparation to spark warning’s flame.  lids narrow, pupils shifting toward icy side of shared blood.  a click of his tongue, spat toward concrete ground before chapped lips part.       ❛ todoroki. ❜    fingers snap,  but no flame alights.    ❛ i. . . know your name because we share it, dumbass.  don’t tell me you couldn’t connect the dots. ❜       

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new   starter call   bc i can’t find my other one !!

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evan  here  with  yet  another  nasty  -        so  please  give  this  a    like/reblog    (pref.  the  latter!)  if  you  would  be  interested  in  interacting  with  an  independent  burnt  mcnugget   dabi   from  boku  no  hero  academia.    /            warnings  for  nsfw  +   the  like!

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i can’t believe my inactive ass comes back 2 y’all psuedo-furries....................................

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gently tugs at his shirt. give him attention :/

       O’   HOW    PET    FELINE     DRAGS     CUT    CLAWS    ‘PON     MASTER(’s)    MATERIAL.        /          to   cause   lungs   once   enflamed    a   croaking   snicker,    a  gift  instilled  to  only  monoma  through  more  than  klepto-quirk’s   gain.       with  flare’s  crackle    &   significant  discomfort,    features  incline  toward  broad  shoulder,   chapped  half  -  smile     &     oxidant  irises  greeting   (  BITCH  )   with  a   whiff  of  offal.        

     judgement  cast  earthwards  -        effigy  burns  higher  than  psuedo  -  heroic’s  height.   only   mere  inches  taller  yet  gaze  is  tossed  from  impenetrable  tower,    sheathed  ‘bove  gaseous  smoke    &    fussily  stapled  into  shape.        soft  -  skinned  forearm  is  yanked  into  scorching  grip,    tips   o’   pyro  digits  not  yet  alight  but  still  warm  to  the  touch.   a  subtle  warning,  if  you  will.    /   LEARN  YOUR  PLACE.

❛    ——-   . . so  needy.    how  gross.    /    ‘s   somethin’   wrong   w’   with     my      pretty  little  hero?     ❜

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" do you know how to dab ? " :)c

one  look  at  the  little  cretin,  before  back  is  abruptly  turned.        ❛  which  one  of   you  forgot  to  take  out  the  TRASH? ❜

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❛ . .  —— slow  down. ❜    palm  rises,   only  to  settle  itself  ‘pon  girlish  shoulder.     heat  dissipates   &  touch  is  rough,  yet  far  from  violent   as  gaze  settles  ‘pon  pointed  fangs.           ❛ you  talk  like  you’re  running  a  fuckin’  marathon.  ❜  

———     @hemolovin    /    01.

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 ❛ . .  —— so   like. . . ❜   pulse  thrums  out  pyro’s  finger - print,   index  digit  pointed  crudely  toward  offending  quirk  swinging  from  pale  ear - lobes.      ❛ those  things     /     they’re  attached  to  you,  right? ❜  

 ———     @amplifical​    /    01.

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  ❛  . .  ------  you  done  staring? ❜     fuckin’  creep.

  ———     @asobitsu    /    01.