Now you created a monster

An independent and private roleplay blog for Dabi AKA Touya Todoroki from My Hero Academia.

[trans-dabi]

Rules and About

About

An independent and private roleplay blog for Dabi AKA Touya Todoroki from My Hero Academia.

Please read my rules and my about before interacting.

Hi, I’m Spencer, I’m 26 and I’m Agender and Pansexual. I use he/they pronouns. This is the first time I’ve really RPed before so be patient with me please.

Rules

This is fiction. The things that are written in character do not reflect how I feel out of character.

I respond when I please, don't rush me.

this is a selective blog. I do not rp outside of the BNHA verse. I do accept roleplaying with well developed OC’s with plotting.

Do not tell me how to write my muse. Everyone has different headcanons and writing styles.

I am multiship HOWEVER i headcanon Dabi as trans man (He/They pronouns) and Pansexual

My muse and I are adults, so I would prefer to not interact with Minors,

I hold the right to drop threads if I feel like they aren’t going anywhere without warning or if I lose inspiration to continue, or to not answer asks I deem inappropriate.

[x-overhaul-x]

@trans-dabi Lead the way Overhaul does. Kai knowing the direction to take like he’s done this a thousand times but it might just be that overly confident stride that adds to the effect.

They are also there in a short time, the walk as easy as he’d said it would be and the apartment access even easier, flash a card to the staff at the desk, no questions asked no names taken. The entire building is Yakuza owned, and they don’t just pull income from illegal activities.

“Take your shoes off.”

A simple request as Kai also kicks his off by the door, its to save the rug in the main area, the fur is hard to clean and even harder to replace should it get stained, as exotic animals aren’t exactly easy to come by anymore. There’s also the distant hope that Dabi would be smart enough to not touch anything that looks even remotely breakable.

“Kitchen should also be stocked.”

His words however are just idle chatter really, something to cover how unusually nervous or awkward the boss seems to be on arriving, this isn’t a business partner, its someone that others might consider a friend and he’s really not used to having friends….. But other than that little fact Kai is feeling safe enough in the spotless apartment to hang up his green jacket after taking the bag from the inside pocket and also removes his mask, placing it on a table just in the little reception area near the elevator they’d just stepped out of.

He wanders off after that, flicking on the main switch for the lights that illuminate the space as he goes and takes stock of just how big the place feels when its just him and one other there and not the rest of his high ranking team….. Kurono would be with Rappa at the main house where Eri is situated and the others, well he has no idea..

[trans-dabi]

Dabi followed Overhaul keeping a respectable distance between them. To be honest he wasn’t 100 percent sure how he made it to the apartment. The bright lights inside the lobby were enough to sober Dabi up a little bit. He watched Overhaul flash a badge at the staff. The staff all bowed and not a single one took a second look at Dabi. Hmmm, must have been really well trained.

“Take your shoes off.”

Dabi rolled their eyes. They did know proper manners and could act civil. But still took off their shoes and followed Overhaul without comment. Dabi was shocked by the inside of the apartment, fancy was an understatement. Not that they should have expected less from Overhaul, Dabi knew Overhaul cared for the finer things in life. The place was modern with lots of glass windows but there was a brick wall on the patio that blocked anyone from being able to see into the windows. Dabi was pretty sure this was the penthouse.

“Kitchen should also be stocked.”

Dabi looked into the kitchen for a second before turning back to stare at Overhaul’s back. Even if he hadn’t eaten in about 24 hours he didn’t want to be indebted to Overhaul anymore than he already was. Dabi watched mouth wide open as Overhaul took off the plague mask, and revealed the black medical mask underneath. Dabi kept his eyes on the bird mask as Overhaul put it on the table and walked off. He looked around the front room to see if there was some kind of mask he was supposed to put on. Overhaul didn’t say anything either.

Deciding it was the least he could do he went over to the sink and washed his hands. He dried them and then put them in his pockets. Dabi was scared that if he breathed wrong, the whole apartment would fall apart. He hadn’t seen a place this nice since….

Nope, no he wasn’t going down that path tonight.

[x-overhaul-x]

““Just, make yourself at home.”

Kai figured that he might as well offer it, the chance for Dabi to relax enough that it’d make him relax too. The hand washing had been unprompted but it seems they’re both trying to impress each other, and Dabi won’t owe the boss anything if he decides to use any of the food or the supplies. ““we can sit in the lounge area, or out on the balcony, but the weather might take a turn for the worse in a few hours.” To take away any smoke he’ll just leave the doors open and switch on the air conditioner or something.

““But apologies if you step on a Lego or something, my daughter knocked over a bucket of them a few weeks ago and we never did find all of the little ones.” Infact he suspects there’s a few lurking around near the tiger rug, although they’re more of a simple annoyance than a threat, but the conversation, at least trying to be casual and not in a position of power right now. Kai has a lot to learn about interacting with people in a normal setting and it shows. It does also cross his own mind for a second, that perhaps he should think about eating something as his stomach growls when Kai practically flops into one of the bigger arm chairs and opens the bag to extract the alcohol first. But he’s had a long day, followed by tracking down Dabi, he’ll just eat later, or that’s what he tells himself anyway, as he slips the medical mask down around his neck and unscrews the cap on the small bottle to take a sip.

Not poisoned, good, because Dabi is from the League and they’re a group that are a pain in the ass even at the best of times with their leader always failing to reach an agreement with him in meetings.

So Shigaraki trying to stealth kill him at this point really would not even surprise him, in fact he’d probably even be rather thrilled if the man with energy drink for blood even came up such a plan on his own…but it’s not really time to muse on the shapes he could re-arrange the crusty man into as his gaze drifts across to Dabi, who’s still by the sink and kitchen..and who’s shape, definitely does not need re-arranging.

“Also I have to say that I’m impressed” the drink he’s talking about, Kai is attempting to give Dabi any sort of praise. “you’ve been paying attention to the little details at our meetings.” Because Kai always keeps a bottle with glasses to ease things during them on a little side table at their main hide, but Shigaraki always likes to turn it down because he’s a ‘butthole’ as Eri would put it…

[trans-dabi]

“Just, make yourself at home.”

The words rang through Dabi’s head, what the fuck did they even mean? How are you supposed to make yourself at home when you’re higher than a kite and the home is a Yakuza safe house? Plus Dabi was still trying to figure out how to act normal, it seems they somehow forgot. They were going to answer Overhaul’s question about going to sit outside when he heard something about Legos.

“Don’t worry about it, I had younger siblings, I can survive stepping on a Lego.” It slipped out of Dabi’s mouth so easily he didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t unsay it and Overhaul heard him even if he didn't acknowledge it.

But that thought left his head as he watched Overhaul flop into a chair, a slight break in the carefully composed proper image he has. Dabi watched as Overhaul pulled the medical mask down and took a sip of the specially chosen alcohol. Dabi had seen the black medical mask but never Overhaul without a mask.

Oh no he’s hot. Dabi thought to himself as he stared at Overhaul. But after a few seconds Overhaul’s gaze shifted to him and those golden eyes were too much. Dabi quickly opened the refrigerator to hide his blushing face. He silently cursed himself then grabbed two water bottles and a random bottle of alcohol.

Dabi put the things on the counter and turned around to look for glasses as Overhaul praised them. Dabi was happy that Overhaul couldn’t see their face. But Dabi had always noticed random details when they cared enough to pay attention. Just quickly looking around they could see one of the Legos that was mentioned, there were colored pictures on the fridge, and some random stickers on the wall probably from Eri. Dabi found the glasses and grabbed two, there were also some protein bars so he grabbed two of those too.

“I knew you’d be the one who came to scold me for stealing, figured the care package would soften you up if you were really mad at me.” Dabi tried to use his usually carefree tone but he wasn’t sure how well it worked.

It was kinda true but also Dabi had hoped he could maybe get Overhaul to spend some time with him. The talks the two of them had, even work related, were enjoyable. But Dabi wasn’t going to let Overhaul in on that little secret. Dabi walked over and carefully placed the glass, water, and protein bar in front of Overhaul. Following the way he had seen Overhaul’s goons do it. Another thing Dabi had picked up and maybe he was trying to show off to Overhaul a little more

“I’m guessing you’re the type to get so engrossed in work that you forget to eat. So eat that and drink some water before you have any more alcohol.” Dabi said almost sounding like an order, almost.

“But to answer your earlier question we should probably go out on the balcony so I can smoke.” Fuck he needed a cigarette. “You’ll have to let me know if it gets too cold outside. My body runs cold so I don’t get cold too easily.”

Dabi walked out onto the balcony and ate the protein bar quickly. He drank some of the water and put the water bottle and the glass bottle of liquor down on the glass table. He talked over to a corner down wind and lit his cigarette.

[x-overhaul-x]

@trans-dabi Lead the way Overhaul does. Kai knowing the direction to take like he’s done this a thousand times but it might just be that overly confident stride that adds to the effect.

They are also there in a short time, the walk as easy as he’d said it would be and the apartment access even easier, flash a card to the staff at the desk, no questions asked no names taken. The entire building is Yakuza owned, and they don’t just pull income from illegal activities.

“Take your shoes off.”

A simple request as Kai also kicks his off by the door, its to save the rug in the main area, the fur is hard to clean and even harder to replace should it get stained, as exotic animals aren’t exactly easy to come by anymore. There’s also the distant hope that Dabi would be smart enough to not touch anything that looks even remotely breakable.

“Kitchen should also be stocked.”

His words however are just idle chatter really, something to cover how unusually nervous or awkward the boss seems to be on arriving, this isn’t a business partner, its someone that others might consider a friend and he’s really not used to having friends….. But other than that little fact Kai is feeling safe enough in the spotless apartment to hang up his green jacket after taking the bag from the inside pocket and also removes his mask, placing it on a table just in the little reception area near the elevator they’d just stepped out of.

He wanders off after that, flicking on the main switch for the lights that illuminate the space as he goes and takes stock of just how big the place feels when its just him and one other there and not the rest of his high ranking team….. Kurono would be with Rappa at the main house where Eri is situated and the others, well he has no idea..

[trans-dabi]

Dabi followed Overhaul keeping a respectable distance between them. To be honest he wasn’t 100 percent sure how he made it to the apartment. The bright lights inside the lobby were enough to sober Dabi up a little bit. He watched Overhaul flash a badge at the staff. The staff all bowed and not a single one took a second look at Dabi. Hmmm, must have been really well trained.

“Take your shoes off.”

Dabi rolled their eyes. They did know proper manners and could act civil. But still took off their shoes and followed Overhaul without comment. Dabi was shocked by the inside of the apartment, fancy was an understatement. Not that they should have expected less from Overhaul, Dabi knew Overhaul cared for the finer things in life. The place was modern with lots of glass windows but there was a brick wall on the patio that blocked anyone from being able to see into the windows. Dabi was pretty sure this was the penthouse.

"Kitchen should also be stocked."

Dabi looked into the kitchen for a second before turning back to stare at Overhaul’s back. Even if he hadn’t eaten in about 24 hours he didn’t want to be indebted to Overhaul anymore than he already was. Dabi watched mouth wide open as Overhaul took off the plague mask, and revealed the black medical mask underneath. Dabi kept his eyes on the bird mask as Overhaul put it on the table and walked off. He looked around the front room to see if there was some kind of mask he was supposed to put on. Overhaul didn’t say anything either.

Deciding it was the least he could do he went over to the sink and washed his hands. He dried them and then put them in his pockets. Dabi was scared that if he breathed wrong, the whole apartment would fall apart. He hadn’t seen a place this nice since….

Nope, no he wasn’t going down that path tonight.

[trans-dabi]

@x-overhaul-x

Dabi listened to Overhaul talking, barely hearing the words. Dabi knew he was only there because they fucked with his business. But fuck, they had wished for a second that maybe it was something more. They just fucking wanted someone to care. They wouldn't tell the young boss in front of them but they secretly hoped Overhaul was here for more than just a business call and a threat both of them knew he wasn’t going to act on.

Dabi took one of the pills out of the pocket of his jacket, it was of course one of Overhaul's. He flicked the lid off the bottle, popped the pill into his mouth and chased it down with what was left of the bottle. Dabi then took the bottle and threw it over the edge of the building waiting to hear it shatter against the ground.

Dabi reached over to the backpack next to them and pulled out a plastic bag with a few things and a couple smaller bottles of alcohol. They zipped up the bag and kicked it over to the masked man, the bag stopped a couple inches to the side of him. Dabi pulled out a joint and used their quirk to light it, they took a long hit before they explained.

“There are the supplies I didn’t need. Plus money to replace what I took and extra for all the trouble. Don’t worry boss, it won’t happen again.” Dabi said, slipping back the mask he wore too well, carefree, nothing can bother him.

Dabi held out a vacuum sealed bag, with two other bags inside. One had a joint, Dabi had painstakingly rolled himself with gloves and used a small sponge to wet the glue on the paper. No germs, an Overhaul safe joint. There was also a small bottle of Overhaul’s favorite alcohol.

“You’re already here, why don’t you relax for a little and tell me how fascinating I am, Kai?”

[x-overhaul-x]

Overhaul watches that container fall, the one Dabi had thrown so carelessly over the side of the building, and it does, as predicted, shatter against the ground along with the squeak of a pedestrian it'd missed by mere inches.

In fact it'd taken so much attention from the already tired man that he barely noticed what Dabi was doing next until the bag settles beside his feet and he leans back from the rail to momentarily inspect it.

Well, that certainly hadn't been as hard as he’d imagined it’d be, Dabi paying up and returning goods so easily. Because if anything he'd expected more of a fuss, but perhaps that first initial display of kindness had worked in Kai's favor after all, although there's the sharp pang of regret in his gut that's hard to ignore.

Playing off peoples weak points, its favored him well all the years in the yakuza but for once...  maybe, just maybe, he’d like to kind to someone without another motive or use in mind.

Ah but he has no time to think on it further, because Dabi is holding something out to Kai seconds later that catches him off guard to say the least. A sort of gift? That’s what it looks like first glance, and the yakuza is fully aware that its an unspoken rule of supply, to never try your own products but just this once with the thought clearly put into it, he will just have to make an acceptation.

"I have an apartment not far from here, walking distance- on the edges of the finance district."

He speaks in reply as he takes the sealed bag from Dabi, slipping it into one of the larger inside pockets of his green jacket and agrees to the suggestion.

"Why don't we take this there."

Its one of the safe houses the branch own. Lesser used than the house in the suburbs, yes, but at least its sheltered off from this dark little downtown roof and certainly somewhere he'd feel more secure when it comes to dropping his guard. A place where there's security on the doors and heat through the vents.

[trans-dabi]

Dabi didn’t miss Overhaul’s reaction to the ‘care package’ they had made for him. Even if it was only a moment's pause, the masked man understood the time and effort that went into it. Dabi was a little proud of himself as the young boss took the package and slipped it into his jacket.

Dabi had to admit he was a little surprised at the boss's offer but not shocked he used it as a way to deflect from the question Dabi had asked. He thought about it for a few moments. This could be a bad idea, Dabi was going somewhere he didn’t know with someone he only slightly trusted. But at this point what was the worst that could happen. What Overhaul killed him? That would be an improvement from living at this point.

It was cold out and it was probably for the best if Dabi didn’t stay outside again tonight. If they got sick that would only make problems worse for them. Going to see one of the safehouses the League of Villains wasn’t aware of could be helpful in the future. Plus maybe there was a chance that this wasn’t some trick and Overhaul actually wanted to spend time with Dabi. It seemed unlikely but Dabi could hope. Mostly likely Overhaul was going to force Dabi to eat something and they fall asleep on a soft bed.

Dabi got up and he wasn’t exactly steady on his feet but he was standing. With all his might he walked in a straight line over to Overhaul. He stopped giving a reasonable distance between the two of them. The masked man had been tolerable tonight, so Dabi saw no reason to press buttons by standing too close.

“Lead the way, Boss.”

[defectivehero]

prompt #236

“You’re worth saving.” “I am?” the villain asked, their voice cracking.

“Of course,” the hero replied, grabbing the villain’s arm and helping them to their feet. “Now, let’s get out of here.” They tugged the villain along, completely unaware of the tear beading down the villain’s cheek. 

[trans-dabi]

@x-overhaul-x

Dabi listened to Overhaul talking, barely hearing the words. Dabi knew he was only there because they fucked with his business. But fuck, they had wished for a second that maybe it was something more. They just fucking wanted someone to care. They wouldn't tell the young boss in front of them but they secretly hoped Overhaul was here for more than just a business call and a threat both of them knew he wasn’t going to act on.

Dabi took one of the pills out of the pocket of his jacket, it was of course one of Overhaul's. He flicked the lid off the bottle, popped the pill into his mouth and chased it down with what was left of the bottle. Dabi then took the bottle and threw it over the edge of the building waiting to hear it shatter against the ground.

Dabi reached over to the backpack next to them and pulled out a plastic bag with a few things and a couple smaller bottles of alcohol. They zipped up the bag and kicked it over to the masked man, the bag stopped a couple inches to the side of him. Dabi pulled out a joint and used their quirk to light it, they took a long hit before they explained.

“There are the supplies I didn’t need. Plus money to replace what I took and extra for all the trouble. Don’t worry boss, it won’t happen again.” Dabi said, slipping back the mask he wore too well, carefree, nothing can bother him.

Dabi held out a vacuum sealed bag, with two other bags inside. One had a joint, Dabi had painstakingly rolled himself with gloves and used a small sponge to wet the glue on the paper. No germs, an Overhaul safe joint. There was also a small bottle of Overhaul’s favorite alcohol.

“You’re already here, why don’t you relax for a little and tell me how fascinating I am, Kai?”

[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.

[trans-dabi]

Dabi ate the free food and listened as the masked man talked about the mask. It actually looked really good especially if he painted it himself. Dabi thought the mask may look a little familiar but he couldn’t figure out why. He decided to push it out of his mind. It was probably just some weird random thought, nothing to think too much into.

Dabi can feel the man studying them so he isn’t too surprised when he hears “I like the uh-” He starts gesturing Dabi’s face, expecting a comment about their scars. “The staples- they look pretty cool.” Ah well that was unexpected

Dabi blinks at him for a second. “Um thanks…. I did it myself.”

“So what made a nice looking guy, go buy dinner and have a conversation with a fucked up freak like me?”

[trans-dabi]

The harsh cold night air whipped around Dabi as he sat on the rooftop, smoking a joint. Music played from his phone but he wasn’t listening anymore. Dabi wasn’t even sure they were still on this planet, lost in their own little world, the world of past lives and repressed memories. 

It had been a hard couple days. Fuck who was Dabi kidding it had been a rough life, but they weren’t thinking about that now. Dabi had been plagued with nightmares and repressed memories the last few days. Alcohol, weed, pills, nothing had helped at all. 

But you can’t get nightmares if you don’t sleep so that’s how he came to be sitting on the roof of his rundown apartment building in the middle of the night. Nothing but cigarettes, pills, alcohol, and weed in their system for the last 24 hours and it had been longer than that since they last slept. 

He took a long drink from the bottle and finished the joint. He flicked the roach away from him and used his quirk to light a cigarette. They took a deep drag and released it slowly. Dabi wondered if there was anyone in this world who was thinking about him, who actually cared about him. 

A single bloody tear ran down Dabi’s face

I got a feelin’ that I’m not gonna be here for next year

[x-overhaul-x]

““Those things kill your lungs you know.” But honestly, it sounds a little hypocritical from the man as Kai approaches Dabi on the roof, because truthfully even Kai himself has even been known to smoke on particularly stressful days. The Yakuza boss glances too, down at the remains of Dabi’s joint that smoulders in the gravel of the rooftop at his feet before he crushes it underfoot and smothers the embers like he plans to eventually smother the flames of the pro-hero regime. At least in Japan anyway. The bird masked man once beside the other reaches out to one handedly wipe away the blood from Dabi’s face, the motion quick and wisely calculated, they’ve met before, he knows of this burned man’s plight and has no desire to do him any further harm. If anything Kai almost pity’s him, this broken beast that exists, shrouded in the shadows of his smouldering past. Kai inspects the blood that now stains the white fingers of his glove before choosing to put the thought of any disease out of mind, folding his arms as he simply stands and observes the city now. “You look like shit by the way..more than usual- I can only assume that means these last few days have been terrible for you.” The man isn’t easy to find either, but Overhaul has his leads, his eyes across the city, but for now he holds off on the words of scolding he’d come here with and bites back as they threaten to spill over because… Dabi has done a rather devastating and blazing number on one of the yakuza’s drug supply lines to the city while feeding his own addictions, and that kind of attention pointing to the man is hard for Kai to simply ignore.

[trans-dabi]

Dabi heard talking from the shadows, he knew the voice, Overhaul. Dabi didn’t bother to look over at him. There was some kind of agreement between the two of them. So Dabi knew the Yakuza boss wasn’t here for a fight. A slight wonder how the man found them passed through Dabi’s head but they could really careless at this point. He just keeps smoking his cigarette and taking drinks from the bottle.

Dabi was shocked when the Overhaul reached out and quickly and precisely but also so gently wiped the tear away. Dabi actually dropped the cigarette and had to pick it up quickly. He wasn't sure if Overhaul noticed the reaction. Not only was the man in front of him a known germaphobe and those precious white gloves were now stained and ruined. But also, this was an uncharacteristically soft and caring thing for Overhaul to do.

Dabi watched as Overhaul looked at the blood on his gloves and ignored it. Dabi was shocked and wanted to say something but thank you didn’t seem to be enough. They decided to continue smoking and let Overhaul decide what their silence meant. The masked man turned away from Dabi and looked at the resting city below them.

“You look like shit by the way..more than usual- I can only assume that means these last few days have been terrible for you.”

Dabi laughed dryly and flicked the bud of the cigarette. “It’s okay you don’t have to pretend to care. I know you’re only here cause I’ve been fucking with your business.”

Dabi lit another joint, he needed something to help even out the high from the pills. Now that he wasn’t alone he needed to mellow out a little bit. Even if they were pretty sure they couldn’t stand right now. He had to at least fake that he was still in control in case the Yakuza boss decided to try something.

[trans-dabi]

The harsh cold night air whipped around Dabi as he sat on the rooftop, smoking a joint. Music played from his phone but he wasn’t listening anymore. Dabi wasn’t even sure they were still on this planet, lost in their own little world, the world of past lives and repressed memories. 

It had been a hard couple days. Fuck who was Dabi kidding it had been a rough life, but they weren’t thinking about that now. Dabi had been plagued with nightmares and repressed memories the last few days. Alcohol, weed, pills, nothing had helped at all. 

But you can’t get nightmares if you don’t sleep so that’s how he came to be sitting on the roof of his rundown apartment building in the middle of the night. Nothing but cigarettes, pills, alcohol, and weed in their system for the last 24 hours and it had been longer than that since they last slept. 

He took a long drink from the bottle and finished the joint. He flicked the roach away from him and used his quirk to light a cigarette. They took a deep drag and released it slowly. Dabi wondered if there was anyone in this world who was thinking about him, who actually cared about him. 

A single bloody tear ran down Dabi’s face

I got a feelin' that I'm not gonna be here for next year

[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

[mourningprey]

I did it for you..I love you so much! ♡

[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

[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.”