"Like Ghosts In Snow"

A BNHA Themed RP blog for Natsuo Todoroki

[second-born-son]

Fox Feathers (closed RP with kxigo)

@kxigo A zoo is an unusual place to find a vigilante, sheltered up in the overhang of a building as he keeps one ear on his radio and another on the sound of the wind and the falling snow. But its deep winter in Japan, and the fox masked Natsuo is making the most of being in what he’d claim as his element, as the Arctic foxes scurry around their enclosure below him.  Really he’s only here because there’s been claims of thieves recently, opportunistic people trying to take the animals to sell on the black market just to make enough for rent that week and he’d hate to see one of these bundles of fur get snatched away when he’s formed his entire aesthetic around them. The young man kind of sees these animals as friends actually, the only real ones he’s got anymore, the only ones he can really trust to keep secrets, such as what he gets up to on dark nights around study. He’s about to move though, adjust his vantage point when crimson wings cut through the snow and their owner lands just outside of the fox pen. It causes a flash of anxiety to run through his veins like a shot of the ice he uses so well... Was he spotted on camera? He has no idea but Natsuo recognizes the hero as someone who works with his dad and they wouldn't send anyone like that unless he’s missed something when crossing the rooftops to get in and they think he’s the thief. There’s a chance he could bolt for it, to get away through the blizzard which is easing off, get chased down and end his short lived morally grey career, or he could push himself further back in that little alcove, hope it hides him a while more. Natsuo does the latter a hopefully wise choice, hiding away against the stone of the building, dimming the lights of the eyes of his mask to keep the shadows thicker. But his foot slipping a little does dislodge an icicle that crashes to the ground of the enclosure below.

[mafuyuh]

todoroki siblings in 5x17 🔥❄

[buzzin-rp-memes]

Send “Dance with me!” For my muse to join yours on the dance floor

[second-born-son]

A fox bearing a gift (rp starter)

It’s midsummer in the city, a soft and gentle wind blowing across rooftops as a fox masked man approaches you from behind, the voice distorted around his throat mangling his speech just enough to hide identity for now as he uninvitedly, plops down beside you with his legs dangling over the edge of the roof you both are on.

““Hey- hope you don’t mind me joining you, you looked like you could use a friend” 

Crackles his voice, a static burst for a moment as the device does its job to disguise Natsuo further, before the tone evens out. His white fox mask is then pushed up just enough that his mouth is free to be seen, his hood still doing well to hide the white of his hair, while he offers you a little take out carton of noodles complete with chop sticks, a second in his other hand, his dinner for that evening. “I Didn’t really know what to get you though, so I just got some sesame noodles noodles- hope that’s ok.”

Stir-fry..It’s the exact same thing he’s having.

[trans-dabi]

“Hey- hope you don’t mind me joining you, you looked like you could use a friend”

Dabi looks over at the man with the fox mask. And shrugs he doesn’t care if he sits down. But hopefully he isn’t looking for someone to talk to. Though it was weird because even with the mask and the weird voice machine, Dabi felt like he knew this person. But Dabi was much too tired to try and figure out why they felt this way.

When Dabi shrugs, the man offers them a take out carton. Dabi looks at him wary but the man had a second one for himself, it couldn’t be poisoned or something. This also seems too easy for some of his enemies.

“I didn’t really know what to get you though, so I just got some sesame noodles- hope that’s ok.”

Dabi decides to take the noodles. He hasn’t eaten anything today and it was free food. The mystery man sat down next to Dabi and started eating. Dabi said an almost silent thank you and started eating himself.

“That’s a nice mask.” Dabi commented.

@second-born-son

[second-born-son]

““You think so? Thanks!”

It’s said between a mouthful of noodles but the cheerful tone shines even through the voice distorted. ““Painted it m’self.” And Natsuo’s proud of it too…he’d found it in a storage shed on the Todoroki family property, carved and antique, old wood wedged between three boxes and a wall when trying to find a misplaced photo album from when his mother was younger. The vigilante turns his head though, to take a long hard look at the man beside him, both of them enjoying the small meal as he tries to find anything to compliment. “I like the uh-” he gestures along one of his unblemished cheeks with the end of a chopstick. Are they piercing rings or staples? He isn’t sure, but goes for the latter. ““The staples- they look pretty cool.”  In fact  the entire outfit looks pretty cool but he’s not about to question the man’s scars, it’d be too invasive, too rude. Mom raised him better than to question things like that.

[second-born-son]

A fox bearing a gift (rp starter)

It’s midsummer in the city, a soft and gentle wind blowing across rooftops as a fox masked man approaches you from behind, the voice distorted around his throat mangling his speech just enough to hide identity for now as he uninvitedly, plops down beside you with his legs dangling over the edge of the roof you both are on.

““Hey- hope you don’t mind me joining you, you looked like you could use a friend” 

Crackles his voice, a static burst for a moment as the device does its job to disguise Natsuo further, before the tone evens out. His white fox mask is then pushed up just enough that his mouth is free to be seen, his hood still doing well to hide the white of his hair, while he offers you a little take out carton of noodles complete with chop sticks, a second in his other hand, his dinner for that evening. “I Didn’t really know what to get you though, so I just got some sesame noodles noodles- hope that’s ok.”

Stir-fry..It’s the exact same thing he’s having.

[snows-ember]

Shouto sniffed and took the offering. Feet dangling off the edge of the building, high above those below them. They opened his dinner for the evening and thanked the masked individual who had saved them from their own demise. 

It’s not the first time a hero has saved him, probably won’t be the last. Shouto was having another day, was out after visiting his brother, dabi, and on his way home. Another outburst in public, silently crying as they ran into an alleyway. Not breathing properly, high, and seeing the towering building above them, they ran to the rooftop. 

Their blood froze when they realized someone was already there. They planned to just sneak away, but were recognized before they could escape. He’s not sure if they had been obvious to what they were doing up there, or if he was just a friendly man talking to another having a bad day.

Shouto ate his meal silently. After he finished, he set the disposal to the side and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. He pulled one out and didn’t bother to offer the other. If they were a hero on duty they wouldn’t smoke. He was free to though. 

‘Thanks…’ He spoke softly, before inhaling his cigarette. ‘Sorry about the smoking. Hard day, you know..?’

[second-born-son]

Yeah, he knows. The days feel harder and harder recently for him too, and it’s hard for Natsuo to not react with familiarity to the younger sibling who has no real idea of the things his older brother gets up to after sundown.

So he savers his own food, each bite a treasure after the day he’s had and thinks of what to say, and how to say it.  “yeah I get that, I like to remind myself that the sun always comes out after the rain though.”

 Much like how things usually somewhat feel better after a hard day, or a string of them, because hard days are paving the way for good ones eventually. Besides, the confusing wise fox words kinda work for his outfit right now. “Do you.. ah- maybe want to talk about it?”

the offer is there even if not, a friendly approach, a chance to feel close to his sibling again for the first time in a while, Shouto’s been so distant recently, he hardly knows what his little brother goes through. It’s an opportunity to talk as strangers, not a lie on who Natsuo is, but simply a situation where he’s not so easily identified right now.

[second-born-son]

A fox bearing a gift (rp starter)

It’s midsummer in the city, a soft and gentle wind blowing across rooftops as a fox masked man approaches you from behind, the voice distorted around his throat mangling his speech just enough to hide identity for now as he uninvitedly, plops down beside you with his legs dangling over the edge of the roof you both are on.

““Hey- hope you don’t mind me joining you, you looked like you could use a friend” 

Crackles his voice, a static burst for a moment as the device does its job to disguise Natsuo further, before the tone evens out. His white fox mask is then pushed up just enough that his mouth is free to be seen, his hood still doing well to hide the white of his hair, while he offers you a little take out carton of noodles complete with chop sticks, a second in his other hand, his dinner for that evening. “I Didn’t really know what to get you though, so I just got some sesame noodles noodles- hope that’s ok.”

Stir-fry..It’s the exact same thing he’s having.

[trans-dabi]

@second-born

(continued)

Shouto’s head whipped towards Dabi, and for a second Dabi thought they had seen through the darkness and were staring directly at him. But almost like old times here was Natsuo to save the day. Shouto turned away from where Dabi was and answered something Natsuo said to them.

But Dabi didn’t dare breathe yet, they hadn't moved since they stepped on the branch. He was sure if he did there would be more noise and he was too close to his siblings. Now there wasn’t just Shouto but Natsuo too who could hear any noise he made.

Dabi had a choice to make, he couldn’t stay in this spot all night. They could either try and run away from their brothers. Or… he could let them know he was there and see what happens next.

It was probably a mix of the weed and alcohol in his system that made him decide that the second option was the best. But honestly Dabi didn’t get a fuck anymore. He stepped forward out of the dark and towards the two figures, stopping a good distance before them.

They looked at Shouto “Hello Shouto.” and turned towards their other brother. “Hello Natsuo.”

[second-born-son]

Natsuo doesn’t understand at first, there’s all sorts of noises out here, it could just be an animal nearby, but oh no what steps out of the ferns and shrubs is definitely no animal.

It’s a man, scarred and clad in black and the almost familiar way his name is spoken is overridden by the sharp spike of a sense of possible *danger*. The snow haired middle child does what his given title would suggest he might, as he stands a little more defensive between the two, putting Shouto behind him.

“who are you- what do you want?!” To kill them? Perhaps, it’s possible given how distinct they both are any criminal would be able to figure out which blood line they’re from, it’d explain how their names were known too.

“if you’re after money, sorry- we don’t have any.” 

Nothing more than a few dollars for a bus fair home or a room somewhere till morning anyway, at least in Natsuo’s case. But why this guy would be out here in the first place, confuses him, and the unsettling sense of familiarity is still somehow not clicking in his brain, no matter how hard he stares at blue eyes. @snows-ember​

[snows-ember]

Shouto stared as the villain known as Dabi stepped out in front of them. Lazily raising the cigarette to his lips he drawled “And we’re not here for a fight.”

He inhaled and dropped the bud, crushing it with his foot. Great, some rando villain that attacked his old friends is ruining his whole night, Here he came, to think and mourn his brother and then...well, his living brother arrived, and now he might possibly have to fend off this villain. 

Or...

“What can we do for you tonight?” He spoke with a light tone, stepping in front of his ice wielding brother. He lowered his head and spoke in a sultry tone. “Or specifically, what can I do for you, tonight..” 

Internally, shouto groaned. He would really hate if this went anywhere. If he could protect natsuo from this villain it would be worth it though. Natsuo should already know about his...choices, so he hopes he would be understanding if it did go anywhere. Maybe he could provide a long enough distraction, but maybe it could also be really fun. He really raked his eyes up and down on the other, he does look like a good lay. He tilted his head and held the gaze of the owner of the incinerating, blue flames. 

@trans-dabi​

[trans-dabi]

Dabi’s eyes widened a little bit at the implications and the way Shouto was looking him up and down, Dabi felt himself blush. They seriously hoped the nighttime darkness would hide it from sight. Old memories flooded into his head and he quickly pushed them away, he wasn’t going to deal with those feelings right now…or probably ever.

They took a deep breath, Shouto was the one in control of this conversation, Dabi was.

“Hmmm cute but not what I came here for tonight. I’m not here for a fight either or your money. You’re actually invading my thinking spot.”

Dabi watched the reaction from his two siblings as he pulled a joint out of his pocket and lit it using his quirk. They took a long hit from it and then another. Letting the weed blurry their mind and fuel the ‘I don’t give a fuck’ feeling they had right now.

Dabi smiled at both his brothers. “After everything we’ve been through, I would have thought you two would recognize me. What don't you remember your big brother, Touya?”

@second-born

[second-born-son]

““Shou! How- why are you flirting at a time like this-”

Like gosh, What the hell, is it really the time for that, although Natsuo thinks the answer would probably be yes..as he supposes he can see the appeal too, but really, this is dangerous, and not to mention he dosnt really wanna go back down the mountain by himself if they swan off together and leave him to deal with like, I don’t know, bears?! Or something.

But Natsuo is about to say something else too, though the dark haired man beats him too it. But the words are Good, great even, the guy isn’t there for a fight, or for his younger sibling but, apparently they’re in *his* thinking spot.

“You don’t own this entire mountain.” The bears do.

Natsuo as usual talk before he thinks, and just ends up watching the guy light that joint with blue fire while almost infuriatingly dragging out the moment with it.

Honestly though the middle child’s just tired, because it’s late, and only getting later.. can they just go home ye- wait- what?! He wide eye blinks not too dissimilar to an owl at the sudden utterance of a name he didn’t expect to hear or yet alone be from this guy…

He’s clearly confused momentarily and completely blind sided by that…because There’s absolutely no way, this guy is just messing with them surely.. Touya is dead and people don’t just miraculously come back from that right? but the feeling in Natsuo’s gut says that this is absolutely no joke…

“If you really are him then prove it.”

A fact only Touya would know, anything about them…Natsuo refuses to accept it otherwise and his tiredness is quickly turning into a headache.

@snows-ember​

[06bjkcirkinkral]

White fox is a magnificent color 🦊❤️

[trans-dabi]

@second-born

(continued)

Shouto’s head whipped towards Dabi, and for a second Dabi thought they had seen through the darkness and were staring directly at him. But almost like old times here was Natsuo to save the day. Shouto turned away from where Dabi was and answered something Natsuo said to them.

But Dabi didn’t dare breathe yet, they hadn't moved since they stepped on the branch. He was sure if he did there would be more noise and he was too close to his siblings. Now there wasn’t just Shouto but Natsuo too who could hear any noise he made.

Dabi had a choice to make, he couldn’t stay in this spot all night. They could either try and run away from their brothers. Or… he could let them know he was there and see what happens next.

It was probably a mix of the weed and alcohol in his system that made him decide that the second option was the best. But honestly Dabi didn’t get a fuck anymore. He stepped forward out of the dark and towards the two figures, stopping a good distance before them.

They looked at Shouto “Hello Shouto.” and turned towards their other brother. “Hello Natsuo.”

[second-born-son]

Natsuo doesn’t understand at first, there’s all sorts of noises out here, it could just be an animal nearby, but oh no what steps out of the ferns and shrubs is definitely no animal.

It’s a man, scarred and clad in black and the almost familiar way his name is spoken is overridden by the sharp spike of a sense of possible *danger*. The snow haired middle child does what his given title would suggest he might, as he stands a little more defensive between the two, putting Shouto behind him.

“who are you- what do you want?!” To kill them? Perhaps, it’s possible given how distinct they both are any criminal would be able to figure out which blood line they’re from, it’d explain how their names were known too.

“if you’re after money, sorry- we don’t have any.” 

Nothing more than a few dollars for a bus fair home or a room somewhere till morning anyway, at least in Natsuo’s case. But why this guy would be out here in the first place, confuses him, and the unsettling sense of familiarity is still somehow not clicking in his brain, no matter how hard he stares at blue eyes. @snows-ember​

[buzzin-rp-memes]

Comfort Starters

Feel free to change how you see fit!

Sentence Starters

“Come on, let’s get you away from there.”

“Hey, are you okay?”

“You look like you could use a hug.”

“Don’t listen to them. You’re perfect the way you are.”

“Let it all out.. I’m here for you.”

“You don’t have to tell me anything, but I’m here for you okay?”

“You look down. This calls for cuddles.”

“A kiss here. A kiss there... Ah! There’s the smile I’ve been hoping to see!”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“You’re safe now, I promise.”

“I’m not going to let anyone else hurt you.”

“You okay? I could tell they were bothering you..”

“I heard about what happened. I’m so sorry, _.”

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of. You’re allowed to cry.”

“You have every right to feel that way.”

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

“I’m so sorry you’re going through this.”

“I thought you could use some space.”

“I’ll give you as many hugs as you need, okay?”

“Can I get you anything? Tea? Hot chocolate?”

“You don’t have to go through this alone.”

“Is something on your mind?”

“If they’re bothering you, I’ll go tell them something.”

“No, you don’t deserve to be treated like that.”

“I got you all of your favorite snacks.”

“No, you don’t need to blame yourself.”

“You’ll get through this and I’ll be here every step of the way.”

“You have every right to be upset.”

“You don’t have to hide your tears from me.”

“Tell me what happened.”

“I’m here to listen.”

“Did you have a nightmare? Do you want to talk about it?”

“How about we go on a walk. It might calm your nerves.”

Actions

[Hug] Sender pulls receiver into a hug.

[Tears] Sender wipes tears from receiver’s face.

[Kisses] Sender gives receiver many kisses all over.

[Cuddle] Sender cuddles with receiver after a rough day.

[Drink] Sender makes receiver something to drink.

[Visit] Sender shows up at receiver’s place shortly after learning something is wrong.

[Rest] Sender stays in bed with receiver.

[Alone] Sender leads receiver away from the crowd after seeing that they need space.

[Cry] Sender holds receiver close as they cry.

[Meal] Sender makes receiver a warm meal.

[Hand] Sender gives reciever’s hand a gentle squeeze.

[Hair] Sender gently strokes receiver’s hair.

[Pat] Sender puts a hand on reciever’s shoulder.

[Massage] Sender gives receiver a shoulder rub.

[Action] + reverse for the reverse of said action!