[vnguard]

dcay​: 

“ My dad’s dust, you moron. “ 

“Don’t get fucking specific with me. I’ll find where you left him.”

[vnguard]

dcay​:

“ Says the guy with DADDY ISSUES. “

“Careful or I’ll dig up your dad.”

[vnguard]

“Aww Tomura has a mummy kink.”

[vnguard]

egotistixx​:

@dcay​ @lovepulse​ @vnguard​ @2s-a-crowd​

Slowly realizes that this is less of a sponsorship and more of her paying alimony to a bunch of juvenile delinquents.

“Sweet Mother of Hell, you all are astonishingly… misguided.”

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“You knew what this was, Toots.”

[vnguard]

dcay​:

“ SHUT UP. Where were you? “

“Make me. And I was busy.”

[vnguard]

“You’re so cute when you’re acting like a brat~.”

[birfskill]

[legxcy]

-!! ooc update. 

I’ve taken on full time design work in Film & TV, and I can’t juggle it and roleplay. Until things settle, I’ll be replying to one or two people. It’s nothing personal.

[kotopidr-art]

super quickly sketch white threads and a glass of bourbon

[vnguard]

- ( @symbol-of-terror )

  Maybe it was common courtesy after a drug deal to leave, but Touya had found himself fascinated with the idea of it lately. It didn’t look like a hard job as long as you knew how to be careful, and the pay seemed good. Better than good; it seemed like a real way to start getting some money behind him; like a way out.  So after he bought his weed off his dealer he maybe... Hung around, just around the corner, and pretended to be texting on his phone. 

  It was childish but he just wanted to see how the guy spoke to other customers, if he said the same shit to each of them. It didn’t take long until he could hear the guy talking to someone, and he strained his ears to listen. 

  It was... Pretty boring, actually. Much of the same shit he’d just heard, though the price was different. Same amount of product. He frowned as they finished their transaction, waiting for the sound of footsteps to draw nearer. 

  “He charged you more than me.” He spoke up as a black-haired teen went to pass the alleyway; presumably the same boy he’d just heard being ripped off.

  “You rich or something?”

[koklico]

Kiss drawing prompt for @kajikokylance ! Full picture with amputated limb under the cut.

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dcay​:

woolspun​:

     the normally porcelain shade of her skin is smudged. scratched. skinned. SCORCHED.      all tell-tale signs that there’d been a scuffle between her and dabi before she’d ( unceremoniously ) blacked out and had been brought here, once again face-to-… floor ( ? ) with the boss of the league. the very same man who’d said during their last encounter that should they meet again, etsu wouldn’t get so lucky.      not that the ram was thinking she was very ‘’ lucky ‘’ right now, anyways.      nails decorated in chipped polish of an orange-y peach-like shade slide against the smooth flooring beneath her body, etsu’s half-awake mind struggling to comprehend what was going on. her body hurts in some places while she feels nothing from others.      voices overhead. discussing something. discussing HER ?      shigaraki. dabi.        the former sounding annoyed whilst the latter almost GLEEFUL ?      etsu starts with a ragged gasp of air, her body jolting as she finally, FINALLY feels truly THERE. a physical entity rather than the floating one she previously felt like.

     ❝ information on what ? ❞      tough fluff’s voice is rough from smoke inhalation, the words a struggle to get out. just as much as a struggle to even partially lift herself from where she’s lying.      ❝ i don’t have hardly any– i just get assigned things and do them– ❞      she breaks into a coughing fit afterwards, the noises likely grating to the two men’s ears.

     @dcay​

Shigaraki stared at the woman currently squirming on the floor. It sure seemed like Dabi had a hard time holding back, she looked barely alive if it weren’t for her voice breaking through the silence of the bar. His eyes narrowed at her words, fingers already itching to get rid of her for good this time. 

       “She’s useless. Nothing more than some NPC doing what       they’re told to do. I doubt we will get anything useful out of her.” 

“Our broker probably knows more than she does.” He rolled a shoulder, muscle tensing and bone giving a sickening crack before the villain rose from his seat, dragging his entire body behind the movement. The sight of her annoyed him. Especially knowing that she - once more tried to help a villain. As if she hadn’t learned from the last time. What an idiot. 

            “If she wants to help so badly, she can just roll over and die.”                            — ( @vnguard​ )

  Tomura’s reply was entirely predictable, though Dabi took the man’s inaction as a good sign. If he truly thought she was useless, he would have put an end to her existence before finishing his sentence. Instead his words were familiar; a simple gut reaction to seeing a symbol of their flawed society. 

  Dabi moved to crouch down by the woman, calloused fingers digging into her shoulder to force her onto her back. Bright blue eyes met brown, the smile still clinging to his lips. 

  “You wanna live, right?” His hand moved to her jaw, fingertips starting to heat up as he forced her to hold his gaze. “You wanna help?” 

  “I wanna know about your agency. You must have something?”                  - ( @woolspun​ )

[vnguard]

takakuyaku​:

             OF COURSE he got greedy. He wouldn’t have expected anything else from him since he’s started learning his habits. As he watches everyone scatter and call heroes to attend to the calamity of what’s transpired, Takumi remained perched on the ledge he chose to be at. His eyes surveying the crowd for Touya until he decides to send a feather out for him to sense him more easily. Diving and dodging between people the feather finally reaches Touya.

There’s a pause midflight and it taps him on the shoulder to turn around. The feather twirls, indicating for him to turn around. It then points upwards for him to look up and when the gesture is made Takumi can be seen having jumped down from a building edge. Landing on the ground in front of Touya and then keeping crouched, close to the ground observing him. 

“Well?”

     The first time Takami had jumped down like that, Touya had nearly thrown fire at him just on impulse. That isn’t the case anymore. He’s learning the strange man’s habits, and the feather gives him enough warning to step back a little to give the elder plenty of room. 

    The question is expected, and Touya holds the briefcase and a handful of items out in reply. 

    “I got all this shit.” He waits for Takami to take the briefcase, unable to mask his curiosity. “I dunno what that is but I figure if a guy in a suit’s got a fancy case with a lock it’s probably worth somethin’ to someone. Or he’s real paranoid, I guess...” 

    “... Is it enough?” He tries to sound nonchalant as he rocks backwards on his heels, but the unspoken ‘am I enough’ hangs like static in the air between them. 

[vnguard]

dcay​:

“He helped me, so I offered some bandages.” The boy was standing in the middle of the bar, talking to the tall figure shrouded in black mist. When Touya stepped through the portal, Kurogiri’s yellow eyes narrowed in suspicion but he figured that this was a good learning experience. Especially since Sensei wasn’t saying anything despite the fact that he was listening.

   ‘very well, you know where the first aid kit is.’ Was all the other said as he returned to stand behind the counter. Tomura once more motioned for the other to follow as he lead him into his room before leaving him alone for a few minutes. The boy then returned with a fist aid kit, firmly held in both hands with either his pinkie spread apart from the item.

“Kurogiri got mad for a second but I said it was alright, use whatever you need from in there.” Like a kid that had a friend over, Shigaraki climbed onto the office chair in front of his desk to watch Touya intently. 

   Bars always had an odd smell, and this one was no different. It was like the wood had absorbed every substance to ever touch it, creating a strange and stale scent. Sometimes that smell clung to Enji’s clothes when he came home late, and Touya had learned to stay well away from his father when that was the case. He was volatile and easy to anger at the best of times, but alcohol tipped the balance. 

   He couldn’t keep himself from staring at Kurogiri, trying to process what he was seeing. Where was his face? Was it his quirk that they’d just stepped through? Was this his bar? It seemed like it was closed, though that didn’t make much sense. It was drizzling with rain and the sun was starting to dip beneath the horizon; the perfect time to coax adults inside. 

   “...Yeah.” He finally tore his gaze away to follow Tomura, replying without really listening. It wasn’t a long walk to his bedroom, but realising that he lived in this place just raised more questions. Was that strange creature his father? He barely noticed the other returning, only snapping out of his daze to follow him to the bed. 

   “Your room’s really clean.” He meant empty, but he knew how to be polite to a degree. He’d always had a problem with just blurting what he thought, but even he knew that it was best not to insult the person helping him. So he sat on the bed and peeled his top off, starting to methodically unwrap his bandages. The white gauze gave way to skin mottled with burns - some so deep that the flesh seemed to be scarring around blisters before they’d even healed. 

   “Is that your dad?”

[vnguard]

-// idk how many threads I’m gonna take on but if you’d be down to RP, drop a cheeky lil like. 

[vnguard]

Dabi after making out with Shigaraki:

“Worth it.”

[vnguard]

dcay​:

I just want Shigaraki to beat someone to the brink of death, is that too much to ask? 

-// rot, rocket, and myself wanna know who wants to get fucked up by the LOV?