I fear this is just so them
Kaminari tries to be so smooth, but immediately after he's like 'AND ALSO I'm a totally super sensible and cool guy!!! If you care!!!! because I care about what you think!!!!!' idk if that's accurate
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I fear this is just so them
Kaminari tries to be so smooth, but immediately after he's like 'AND ALSO I'm a totally super sensible and cool guy!!! If you care!!!! because I care about what you think!!!!!' idk if that's accurate
“ i didn’t even get to tell you goodbye . ” toshi 4 dabi :)
It felt inevitable, feelings tethered to the past so often splintered beneath the strain of the present, especially in circumstances like theirs; It didn’t mean he detested it any less. It was like an incessant gnawing in the pit of his stomach, ambiguous memories deliquesce to strident static behind tightly closed eyes. Emptied, a can is crushed in his hand, clenched to a vice, tossed heedlessly into the lambent flames, the fire sputters before slowly enveloping it. “is what it is toshi.” it’s a subtle utterance stifled by the crackling of the pit. forsaken skewers lay slanted against it, that night’s meal had been a filling one, something that came about less frequently than he would have liked. “honestly, it drove me mad.” discussions of this type were abhorred, always easier to get across to someone with actions, with fists but in a way, he knew he had probably let him down, vanishing like that and then- if it couldn’t get more fucked up the world went to absolute shit. “not knowin if you were out there, if you were dead.” scarred fingers sift uneasily through unkempt bangs. “but, somethin’ for nothin’ ?” dabi gives the pot a kick, sending flares billowing into the apertures of dusk. “isn’t any other bastard out there I'd be wantin’ to spend the last of my days with.” the curvature of his lips speaks wisps of amusement and yet, there’s definite honesty burrowed in those words. “all I can say is, sorry I was late – and …" audaciously he props his scuffed boots on the brim of the pit, canting his head in toshi’s direction. “feels good to be back.”
wow i can’t believe josuke and oyasaku are in love