2. a place or position that needs to be filled because someone or something is no longer there.
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i am never going to recover from that
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it's a surprise no one's caught on yet
it's nothing personal, you're an embarrassment
don't cut me out
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caine saying npcs sticking around is bad because then he can’t remember who is real and who isn’t better be foreshadowing to one of cast members being fake
assuming the show is heading in a direction of everyone escaping, this would be great potential for a scene where everyones leaving but one of them Cant. because they Aren’t A Real Person.
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✧ dabi x reader
⋆ content: bf dabi, domestic kinda, suggestive, fluff?, basically just dialogue, smoking
the sunlight seeps through the sheer curtains in the apartment and the clock ticks every second quietly. it's late morning.
yawning, you open your bedroom door and step out into the living room.
dabi's already awake, standing outside on the veranda with a cigarette between his lips.
"g' morning," you mutter, peeking your head out to talk to him.
"ah, finally awake, sleeping beauty?" he replies, exhaling a puff of smoke and taking the cigarette in between his fingers.
"yeah. did you eat breakfast?"
he turns his head to look at you, "i'm havin' it right now.'
you scrunch your eyebrows, "you can't have cigarettes for breakfast."
"i can."
"you need to eat real food."
"nah."
"dabi," you deadpan, running a hand through your hair.
"fine, then i'll just pour myself a cup of coffee." dabi responds, shrugging. you watch in exasperation as he puts out the cigarette and reaches for a new one, lighting it again.
"you can't have cigarettes and coffee for breakfast," you say, frustrated.
he chuckles, "oh, but i can."
you click your tongue, "why are you so stubborn? i'm gonna make us breakfast and you're going to eat it."
"nah."
"dabi--"
"fine, you really want me to eat something?" he asks, dropping his cigarette to the ground and stepping on it.
"yes, i do. you need to stop skipping meals," you chide.
dabi chuckles, stepping back indoors and closing the veranda door. "you're so sweet n' cute, looking out for me."
"alright, fine, if you insist.." he trails off, approaching you with impending steps and a smug grin. "--then there's only one thing i have an appetite for."
you falter at his sudden close proximity. you open your mouth to speak, but a sharp gasp escapes instead when his hand suddenly reaches forward and cups your clothed pussy.
"if ya really want me to eat a proper meal for breakfast, then spread your legs for me, girl."
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this is such a fucked panel to end on. the raw shock, mourning, loss on his face. aya’s triumphant words having no idea what just took place. he’s going to have to go on pushing all of this down. his best friend is dead, and he has to say he’s the one who killed him.
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