#decayman

[aoiiryoku]

@decayman​

He is just here to make grabby hands at his lover.

[duoplicitous]

@decayman

Hawks had been a traitor. His friend. The man they'd accepted into the fold. Dabi had been against Boss Shigaraki meeting with Keigo, so Jin had taken it upon himself to get to know the winged professional better, decided to trust him due to his past. A child soldier, trapped in a gilded cage that offered him no freedom or autonomy to fly. And what had he received as thanks? Nearly dying at the very hands of his new comrade.

"Not again-" the blonde breathed, gripping at the sides of his temples hard enough to hurt, hard enough to leave bruises from the pressure.

"I had to... I had to trust him, because I felt bad for him... The way everyone kept their distance from the guy, looked at him like he was one step away from turnin' tail and running. It sucks when nobody trusts you, how sad is that when nobody will believe in you? It hurts!"

He grit his teeth and shut his eyes, strained the muscles in his face until he saw all sorts of bursts of dark colors beneath his eyelids- Anything to erase the image of Keigo's cold, emotionless glare focused on him, so alien and unnatural compared to the easygoing and jovial warmth he thought he knew.

Jin can already feel the tears, he'd always been the crybaby of the group- Emotions far too strong and wild to ever keep in check. But at least his tears were genuine. This was pain- REAL pain squeezing and twisting at his heart, making weight like a massive stone bear down against the pit of his stomach.

"He... lied to me. All the stuff we talked about- The stuff we had in common, was any of it real? That sob story about being used by the Hero Commission... was that his clever little alibi, wantin' to 'fly free' without bein' trapped under their thumb- HUH?!"

The blonde makes a cross between a terse bark of laughter and a bitter sob, lower lip trembling as they pull back from his teeth in a haunting grin.

"He calls himself a HERO? That scum... That TOTAL FUCKING DIRTBAG!" Jin bellows, fiery surges of anger flaring up between the hiccuping gasps for air as his nose became stuffy.

"They don’t understand. None’a them understand what it's like to be thrown to the wolves- All us downtrodden folk... Him and all the other pros, they all look down on us! Without a care in the fucking world, without so much as a second thought... they just trample the rest of us so far down into the dirt, I can’t stand it-”

He presses his face into the the hem of Shigaraki’s cape, prostrating himself before the newly reborn Symbol of Destruction’s feet miserably. His fingers claw gently into the soft fabric, holding onto it like a lifeline. 

His leader. His Master. His God.

“I wanna fucking kill him so badly... He needs to die... I want that lying piece of hero shit DEAD!”

[iiryoku]

* @decayman​ said: I don't remember how I initially came to follow you on your Itachi, but I remember noticing the depth of your portrayal and the emotion you would bring out in your writing. I genuinely enjoyed our threads. It's still funny to me that we found each other again in this fandom, but I follow you for the same reasons I did then. Your writing is very deep in the sense of it ringing with meaning, and your passion shines through so clearly in everything you do. Oh, and I love you, obviously ;)

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IJWOIJFWIFWWF *TACKLE HUGS AND KISSES ALL OF YOUR BEAUTIFUL FACE* ;/////; I DO REMEMBER THAT. Gosh it’s very funny that we found each other again, I guess it was destiny, love ; )) <33 ALSO HOW DARE-- you make me blush this much auwhfiuahw I am so proud to hear this from you, love, because it means so much that you feel that way about my writing ;AAA; <333 Gosh, I just wanna smooch your entire face. You know how I feel about your amazing writing and your absolutely wonderful muses, which you bring to life so BEAUTIFULLY. I am going to hug this now and not let go while sobbing *HAPPY NOISES* <3333

[phoenixspirited]

@decayman​

“Hey! It’s your birthday? Why didn’t you tell me, man?” 

He plops a bowl of ramen down in front of him. “Here! On the house!” 

[akairyoku-aa]

@decayman​ Ten: “Kill Santa.”

    “  No more presents for the children. I would say that I am sorry, but then I would be lying.  “

[niilplus]

@decayman​  //   baby starter call

“  did you get your meta ‘bility yet ? do you know what it is ? is it gonna- how are you gonna find it out ? are they doin’ the tests with you until it happens ?  “

[eruptae]

the clatter of loosed chains barely registers in the boy’s ears before he’s on his feet, holding himself in a fighting position. feet sturdy, hands splayed, his slick palms crackle and pop. poised to attack, katsuki holds himself steady, eyes jumping from villain to villain. there are too many, far too many for him to make it out of here alive. one, two, . . ., seven, eight. eight villains against one (almost) hero admittedly ahead of his curve. past his chances of beating them --- what does he do then? he was subdued with no way of getting his bearings and woke up in chains with another fucking muzzle. for all he knows, he could have been shipped halfway to china by now.

his eyes zero in on his target --- their leader. he was the one with enough stupidity to call for katsuki’s chains to be removed.

      ❝     i want to win --- like all might. no matter what anyone says, that will never change!     ❞

@decayman​ ☼

[black-watchs-cowboy]

decayman liked your post:“My kid is better than yours All Might!”

“I would give you a hug if I wasn’t terrified that my reputation would degrade as fast as those Heroes.”

[a-personifiedchaosx]

@decayman​ | winter/holiday starter call!

“Aren’t you cold?”

Expression scrunches slightly at his question, as though to emphasize his... concern? Curiosity? The temperature had dropped the previous night enough for icicles to form on doorways and rooftops, and for snowflakes to flutter almost ominously from the sky. It wasn’t so bad for someone who seemed to be encased with snow and ice, but he was still human who felt the discomfort... The same could be applied for Shiragaki.

Besides, it was a bit easier to throw out an inquiry with him opposed to how it used to be with Pitch.

“I mean... Your clothes don’t even seem like they would cut it.” A small tilt of his head. “Would gloves work? Ah, maybe not... but maybe special sort of gloves. Could it count if you put on a pair that excluded one finger but then you put on another thing to cover the finger sticking out? Cause technically you wouldn’t be touching it with all five...” And here he was going down the rabbithole...

[aoiiryoku]

@decayman​

“  Hello babe~  “  Dabi purred as he embraced Tomura from behind while pulling his lover closer with a smirk dancing upon his discolored lips before a deep chuckle rumbled within his throat. “  Missed me?  “

[duoplicitous]

"NO"

Pin My Muse [ACCEPTING]

Send “NO” to pin my muse against the wall to PROTECT THEM

It had happened so quickly, Jin’s brain was still trying to play catch up with the current events unfolding before him, his eyes widening to the point that he thought he might strain a muscle in the process. Flecks of fresh blood, still warm even through the material of his mask, peppered his face- The curved point of a long sacrificial dagger puncturing the middle of Tomura’s hand. His fingernails scraped against the length of the blade, quickly reducing it to metallic dust, but the damage had been done.

“No...” Twice uttered under his breath, his expression glassy and lost. He reached out to pull Shigaraki from making a defensive wall with his own body, trembling fingers outstretched into the dusty air of the Creature Rejection Clan’s mansion. Cracks traveled up along the handle of the knife, the cultist dropping his weapon with a short bark of alarm as he tottered backwards and lost his balance. 

Before Tomura could finish the job, the blonde sidestepped him and pulled out the length of his razor-edged measuring tape, twisting his body almost painfully as he pushed off of his leftmost foot. In a heartbeat, Twice had lopped off the hooded attacker’s arm at the elbow, jerking his hand upwards so the tail end of the tape snapped like the end of whip. There was an audible ‘clik’ before the cultist’s leg was cleaved from the thigh down, the tape slicing easily through flesh as it curved from being reeled back into Twice’s wrist bracer.

Jin didn’t stop there, if anything, seeing his Boss (his comrade) get injured for his sake had given rise to a wellspring of rage that had sat untapped within his psyche. He lashed out with his foot and the fallen man’s skull caved in from the force of Jin’s kick, the toe of his boot getting lodged into bruised flesh and gristle. Broken teeth scattered against the hardwood floor like a dropped container of Tic-Tacs, Twice continuing to stomp the man’s head into a meaty paste.

As quickly as the anger had flared to life, it dissipated into a numb kind of exhaustion. But how he felt wasn’t important, what was important was that Tomura was still alive- If temporarily inconvenienced.

“You okay, Bossman? Here, lemme see-” he offered, pulling a handkerchief from a inner pocket of his suit. It was the one Toga-chan had used to keep him from splitting, which he imbued with the same caring energy as he wrapped and tied it around the middle of Tomura’s hand.

[iiryoku]

You see, this is why Jules and I are made for each other.

[wintersfire]

@decayman​

The late-night cold air made her cheeks turn pink. Fuyumi was walking home from a late-night of grading in her office. It was a Friday, she didn't have work tomorrow, so she wanted to enjoy her weekend. She felt a weird pit in her stomach like she was being followed. She turned down a brightly lit walkway. In the light, at least she would be able to see who it was... Maybe.

[akairyoku-aa]

Police, yes, my gf is making me tear up in my inbox Me:

[green-deku]

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“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t punch you  into next week!”

[tenacityblitz]

17. What is one thing you wish mun would let you do?

Mun & Muse Questions

        “She needs to let me fucking do shit more! She wonders why I have too much fucking energy at the end of every day because I don’t get to do enough.”