#onexcrispyxboi

[legendsncvcrdce]

         ❝ There is a meowing in my house. I’ve heard it frequently in the last fifteen minutes... but I don’t have a...?  ❞ A brow arches for a moment as the blonde muses to himself before calling through his home. ❝ Dabi! Did you bring a cat in here?! ❞

[lepuslunare]

(☾) | @onexcrispyxboi​

     This was really going to test her patience, wasn’t it? When her ears caught on “fight” and “a member of the League” put on the same phrase in the police radio she thought she was up for a CHALLENGE. Maybe a chance to shove one of them into Tartarus for good. Not an already beaten up villain. Rumi could not believe common thugs took away her entertainment. She really was thrilled with the prospective of a much more daring situation.

     “Not gonna lie, this is pretty disapointing, sport.” She said, placing her hands on her hips with a dramatical and  frustrated sigh. “You look like shit. Where’s the fun in kicking your pitiful ass to prison?” But she guessed that letting him go just for a chance of a fair more exciting fight later would not be very hero-like. Not that she was big on rules, but that really would be putting others in danger.

     “Could you catch me, tho? You have one useful arm and I’m quick.” Lowering her arms, she changed her pose to be ready to move if needed be. “Of course if you try anything  S T U P I D,  you better be ready for a beat up. Don’t expect me to go easy on ya because I like your face. But you can always surrender and I promise I won’t tighten the handcuffs. Much.”

[gravitatis]

(☽) | @onexcrispyxboi​

Contact: Hero simp

[text]: I can own my mistakes, can you?

[text]: Does Tomura even know you’ve been fraternizing with the enemy?

[text]: Who do you think my parents would believe?

a) loving daughter who is currently studying to be a hero and also already has a provisional hero license

b) stinky villain who actually endangered their daughter many times

Oh no, he didn’t. She could feel her stomach growling already.

[text]: Is that how you want to play?

[image attached]

A low quality selfie of her in her hero costume. At the background, a blurry image of someone that can be identified as Rumi only by her ears.

[text]: Does she know you call her name in your sleep?

[duxlscreendecay]

Continued from: X | @onexcrispyxboi

There’s the soft click click click of buttons being pressed on a controller. Shigaraki is hunched over his game, the pale blue light of the screen reflecting on his face. Eyes glance over at the scarecrow of a man before going back to the screen. 

“I did. I also left to find you...since I never got answers on your location.” 

How vindictive was he really feeling? Tomura weighs the positives of letting bygones be bygones with the fact that his one feeling was hurt. 

“Was the giftcard meant to placate me?” Was his voice gruffer?Like his throat was sore?

[strxight-up-villxin]

@myloyalty @onexcrispyxboi

"Why are my dad's fighting QQ this is why we can't have nice things."

[saltherodallas]

Dallas is tired but he doesn’t want to sleep in his dorm room. So he packs up his chicken and heads for the shed to relax. 

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[endeclin]

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                  “AM NOT!!!” He practically hollers, though he doesn’t shove Dabi off, instead happily squeezing him back. 

“C-COLD!!“

[redxriiot]

(onexcrispyxboi) So this kid had to answer any question, right? "Where do you buy your hair dye and what brand do you use."

『 .◉ Meme || @onexcrispyxboi​​ ◉. 』

       “…”

        “There’s a nice little shop I like to go to when I don’t wanna run into anybody I know that stocks a couple I like ta’ use. KAO’s one, I know foam dyes don’t usually come out too good and stuff compared to other kinds, but it does pretty well. Does kinda fade after a few washes, but it’s not too bad. Hoyu’s good for dyeing your hair darker, the color comes out a lil’ more than on the box, tho’ can’t tell ya how much that helped me when I got fed up with red over break, among other reasons, and dyed it black. On the plus side, it doesn’t fade so much compared to KAO, guess it’s cuz it’s the one I used was more of a lotion.

          Might recommend Palty for ya instead though, it’ll leave ya smelling less like barbecue n’ more like oranges, bet your friends’ll love that. Anywho, I’ll write down the address an’ stuff for ya. Just don’t cause any trouble for ‘em, or I swear I’ll find you and break your jaw.”

[blazc-ignitixn]

@onexcrispyxboi - continued from ask.

"Beats me." Ryouta's groan mirrored the other's as he perched himself on Touya's desk, setting a tall cup of coffee beside Dabi's head "Either you're a pretty good actor or everyone else is rather guillable."

He threw the other a concerned look, but said nothing about the whole 'passing out in an alleyway' thing "The kids are giving you trouble?" He asks himself.

[hxlfsoul-a]

|| @onexcrispyxboi continued from [x]

“I know I won’t be able to get over it.” He whispered, voice more fragile than he’d like. He wasn’t sure about the level of truth he felt was in Touya’s words - on one hand, Touya would never lie to him, but then Shoto wasn’t sure he’d done that much.

“I’ll always be strong for you, Touya-nii.” Shoto nodded. “.. but what are you going to do?”

[legendsncvcrdce]

@onexcrispyxboi​ from here x

        Hearing tell of an all out brawl in the middle of the night with fire involved, it didn’t take much for Hawks to deduce exactly what was going on, and just who was involved with it. Taking the call on his own, much like he would normally do anyway, the blonde made quickly towards the location, golden eyes taking in the sight below him. Dabi was able to handle himself, to be sure, but five on one wasn’t fair odds in any situation. 

          There was no hesitation as a single feather split from his wings at the sight of one of the lower villains appearing on the right with no warning, sharpening itself just before making contact, lips curling into a smirk when Hawks heard it slice through the fabric of the villains shirt, surprise making them stumble backwards. With a roll of his shoulders, ruby red wings closed just enough to allow his frame to drop from the air, placing himself between Dabi and the villains surrounding him, feathered blade in hand as golden orbs hardened into a glare.

                ❝ Now this just won’t do. ❞ Though there was a joking tone to his voice, it made no sign on his face, making it seem more like a veiled threat than Hawks’ typical lackadaisical behavior. The Winged Hero was far from amused. No, he was livid  ❝ It will take a matter of seconds for me to dispose of you, and you know what? ❞ Gloved hand tightened it’s grip on the feathered blade in his hand as he took a single step forward, wings flared out behind him.  ❝ It won’t effect me in the least. ❞

[lepuslunare]

Reverse + ⚠ – a kiss before a battle/ He taking that kiss a few weeks before the war breaks out cries  (☾) - @onexcrispyxboi​

     Maybe it had been a mistake that she hadn’t avoided him at all costs. Simply because she was so aware of what was going on and she wasn’t allow to tell him anything. No, she didn’t want to. Even when his company had been, strangely enough, pleasant and something to look forward in the last few months she’s been around or if they dance through the music of supposedely trying to kill/arrest each other but it was all play pretend. Many times she did lie to herself that it hadn’t been intencional that she had let him go. Such a horrible lie from such an honest person. Who would’ve thought she would be one she’d lie to. But he was still an enemy and she didn’t want to share secrets she shouldn’t. Rumi might let him go day after day, lying about it to herself, but she would not risk her colleague’s lives. He wouldn’t either. No one told the other anything important, relevant. Feigning enmity and still being painfully comforted by the fact that they met again, with a few new scars and yet alive.

     I was already too late to put any distance between them or either start building walls, because the one she had raised years back was already crumbling. They might meet next time in a real battlefield, forced to kill each other to protect their own allies. Watch the lifeless body of each other. Her work had always been fun to her, an excitement after the other. That wouldn’t be it. So terrifying to admit to herself that she didn’t want to. But even worse, knowing that she would do it. To save someone, she would kill him. And then what right would she have to mourn?

     But at that moment, what a consolation for the hypocrite she had been, that he was still alive. Such conundrum that she put herself in for being too weak. It should’ve been just a bit of fun, so why did it hurt? Throat aching like she had been holding back tears. It couldn’t have been, because she was not one to cry. Not for years now.

     His lips tasted bitter, but only because she had been swallowing her own guilt. Her hands hesitated in sliding under his coat, warmth felt even through the layers of both his shirt and her own gloves. But she faltered because she wasn’t sure if she had any right at all to touch him. Involuntarily, ears flattened against her head, maybe the only indication at all of something wrong. Rumi did question herself if he knew about anything, if he just pretended like he didn’t. If he too grieved for the future, if he would also feel bad for killing her. Would he too mourn her like she would?

     If only the perspective of that day perhaps being their last dance wasn’t hovering over her mind, she might’ve drinked him whole, guiltless. Savoured his lips, enjoy the warmth under her hand or how her other hand reached his nape, threading fingers through his hair and wishing she could really feel the texture through the white fabric. Was he as desperate as her to forget the world at least for that day? “Stay.” Breathless word, still so close that her lips could brush his as she spoke. What answer could he give her that would shatter more than their future?

[gravitatis]

(☽) | @onexcrispyxboi​

     Confused expression fixed on his face. Or tried to, as his whole figure seem to get blurred once in a while, forcing her to blink hard and fix her sight once again. She would’ve taken offense if she had any energy left to waste in such things, only managing to mutter something almost inaudible about how she could be so much of a bad liar when no one of her colleagues or teachers suspected her. Back then, she made it believable, right? Or maybe she really was a lousy liar, helped only by her innocent face & the fact that everyone underestimated her.

     There was no reason for denial anymore, she thought. Since it was clearly written in her face. “Hmm, both?” Between the late training she imposed herself, followed by sneaking out from information (sometimes even bringing it to them) and coming back to only have a few hours of sleep before class, she only had six hours of sleep in the last three days. “But I got something...” Fumbling in her backpack, she pulled a pile of papers, showing them proudly without realizing she had a copy of her own file in hands instead of what she planned to take.

[the-half-and-half-hero]

@onexcrispyxboi liked for a villain starter

“Stop eating my damn soba, Get your own” Shouto quickly grabbed what was left of his poor noodles from Dabi, “I got those without being recognized and I’m not letting you eat them all” He huffed and glared at Dabi.

[duxlscreendecay]

(onexcrispyxboi) "You’re gonna get nothing but sass from me if you don’t change the topic."

The argument had been stupid, normal teasing that Shigaraki had taken maybe a little too personally. He should be better at processing Dabi's pension for being a shit, but today he'd felt prickly about it.

So rather than ignore or move on, like a mature adult would do, Shigs had taken a different route, he'd started picking back. Little things...inconsequential roommate shit. Undone dishes and dirty rooms, and when that didn't sting he simply dug in deeper, looking for a weak spot.

"I'm just saying...it's an old article but the resemblance is uncanny..." Two fingers tapped the paper, a picture of a young boy with white hair. A young boy missing or dead.

"I don't know why that observation bothers you so much."

[strxight-up-villxin]

(onexcrispyxboi) “Don’t be alarmed, but I’m being followed. Act normal.”

Howl’s Moving Castle - sentence starters

“Wh-what do you mean you’re being followed?” she goes to turn around to glance in the direction but is quickly corrected by rough hands. 

“Ow - okay. Shit, what’d you do now? Who’s cat did you steal in broad daylight and can I see it?!”