Jan 31, 2021
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“Ah, the man of ashes. Tomura speaks highly of you, my boy. It’s nice to formally meet you~”
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@cremationtm started following you
“Ah, the man of ashes. Tomura speaks highly of you, my boy. It’s nice to formally meet you~”
[ @cremationtm asked for a plotted starter! ]
THE RUBBLE and remains of this dystopia is borderline apocalyptic. It’s a horrid and cursed reminder of what had transpired here not too long ago. A battle for the ages that all of Japan got to behold, while villains of all varying capabilities and danger levels were escaping and going forth to retake lands that are theirs. The Takami Thief being amongst them and one that didn’t hesitate or take long to depart unto the skies; a home he missed for quite some time. Years of captivity and finally he can be as free as the birds.
And as he takes ownership of these skies he gets an aerial view of the previously left destruction. An area that was in the process of being quarantined away from the public, still searching for the leftover bodies from the tragedy. His eyes scan and survey, feathers having been sent out like beacons to search for remaining trinkets left behind that could be deemed profitable or a potential temporary home to hide away in until the authorities eyes are less focused on all the escapees entering highly populated civilian sanctuaries.
WHEN HE makes his landing onto the broken rooftop of one of the buildings that had happened to collapse due to gigantomachia, he touches the ground. Scraping talons against it lightly as he walks forward to move some rubble aside to pick up some lost jewelry, notice a severed hand and take the wedding ring from it. Wasn’t like they’d be needing it anytime soon. It’s when he hears and feels footsteps incoming behind him. Causing him to barely move, but rather his wings show the indication of acknowledgement of his presence, fidgeting slightly as he pockets the pieces he’s found.
“Care to state your business with me, Todoroki?”
[ @cremationtm asked for a starter! ]
“Are the piercin’s an aesthetic choice or are ya literally poppin’ at the seams?”
@cremationtm : dabi vc: so....you want a capri-sun?
“ . . . yes please . “
@cremationtm liked for a lyric starter!
“Comin' at ya live, real, real wild--Here to light it up, set the world on fire--”
@cremationtm hit the ♡ for something painful. as if all our shit isn’t like that anyways.
He’s half asleep but that doesn’t make it hurt, any less. Feathers --- red and black --- stick out of the bedframe, blades having just missed. There’s blood on a pillowcase. Hands are tight around Dabi Toya’s throat. Unkind. Unloving. Air is being obstructed, skin being bruised as Hawks hovers --- small wings spread and sharp at the tips, as he glares down with only the one eye seeing. His expression is wild, not unlike the one he had when hunting Jin.
A nightmare puts him here, edges between it and reality blurred.
ALWAYS ACCEPTING .
@cremationtm : “Why are you being so nice to me?” BABY TOYA
“ why not ? “ there’s noise coming from outside the alley they are in , and the man’s voice is quiet ; for only the kid beside him to hear ( and the sight breaks his heart ever so slightly --- but it’s a clear reminder of why he became a hero in the first place ) . backs are against the wall as they sit down on the ground eating , and the cap and sunglasses he wears prevent from prying eyes to recognize him --- all might --- and even if he wasn’t in duty , well ; he was .
not that he would mind it usually , but right now ? peace and quiet sounded nice .
he takes a bite from the sandwich he got for himself , before eventually looking at the young boy beside him and smiling the best he can . toshinori hopes he likes the one he got for him . “ it’s not hard being nice to someone , you know ? that’s why i always try to be . “ to everyone he comes across , his presence usually giving anyone hope to keep going .
“ and everyone deserves that chance ; the chance of meeting kindness . “
@cremationtm punched the heart for a league thing
“ you’re an idiot ! ” he has the decency to wait, at least, until they’re all safe, away from the heroes, regrouping. it’s a miracle, shuichi thinks to himself, that dabi even made it back with them at all, given everything that happened. but since he did, shuichi’s not gonna bite his tongue. “ you had to go and make it all about you, huh ? ” angry, annoyed, he’s feeling a lot of things. they lost people. shuichi had been left to deal with rousing shigaraki all on his own. dabi could’ve been helping, but he was busy with his personal vengeance. and while shuichi knows they all have always been free to do whatever they liked, he can’t help but blame the other.
it’s easier to direct your anger at others, after all, rather than yourself.
“ and what good did it do ? huh ? ” he grabs the other by the shirt. “ do you feel accomplished ? ” he releases him, shoving him back. “ i don’t get you. ”