Go To Hell

//Soooo I know I was supposed to be only going for hiatus for my vacation but my muse has decided to be a bitch of a little bitch at the moment... so just consider this me going back on hiatus.

If someone had to have some of the worst luck, it felt like it would be Kaminari. As the card in his hand showed off his partner, he nearly jumps a foot at the greeting of the other. Discomfort rests inside his chest as he looks up to him. 

“…Guess so.” 

It wasn’t fear that overcame him, at least, not with the other, but it was rather the uneasiness with being paired up to a villain. Was he the only one, or were there more unfortunate souls who had to deal with it too? 

“Hey,” he begins to say, thinking about how they would go down together if they weren’t on speaking terms, “What’s your card?”

He stared at the boy as he weighed his options, if this kid was a hero then telling him the truth might be a death sentence if he was as full of desire for self sacrifice as the green haired brat is.

But he also had to gain another person to help get out of the would be hero... that and their lives were intertwined for the week at least. Whatever that woman had in mind for next week he could not know, not that he knew there was any guarantees he would live that long.

“Commoner. What about you?” 

Dabi’s partner is Kaminari Denki. Dabi’s first reaction at the time was confusion, because the name totally escaped him. It took him a while of asking around as subtly as he could manage before he found the kid.

Shoving his hands in his pockets he tried to think of a way of phrasing what he could only assume they both knew before inevitably giving up, because whether or not this was going to be awkward as hell.

MUNDAY QUESTIONSMuse answers the questions about the mun || Status: accepting

⏰ What is the mun’s ideal evening spent alone?

//A WHOLE EVENING ALONE SOUNDS GREAT AS IT IS! But all joking aside if I were going to answer the alone part I’m going to assume I’d be off here totally- soooo probably in my room writing and reading whatever manga has caught my eye this time.

🎬 What is on the mun’s Netflix “continue watching” list?

well, his photoshoot tomorrow would have to be rescheduled. damn, he was really looking forward to it too. he always enjoyed jewelry ads. he always left with knew pieces for personal collection. he could be flying but he was tried and the last time he flew while tried at night he smack head first into a billboard. 

luckily, no one saw and thus, had no pictures to prove it. though, he had found a twitter dedicated to sharing photos of him flying into things. he still hasn’t lived down the whole air balloon incidence. 

he was leaving the scene of a fight, he wasn’t at his best. 

his scowl turned into a grin when a voice broke his thoughts. welp, this could either be entertaining or just irradiate him more. coin toss with the professional hobo. 

❝ one, how did you see it from over there? two, your newspaper has a questionable stain on it. ❞

“To answer your question, I can see over a newspaper.” His tone bone dry as he folded up the paper and sat it down beside him. His lack of interest in the obvious stain Hawks pointed out clearly abundant. “And if you believe I honestly care about any stains on a newspaper that I pulled from a trashcan you clearly overestimate my priorities.”

Because when it came down to it Dabi wasn’t bored enough to try stealing a newspaper off someone, nor was he particularly inclined into busting open one of those machines... and god knew the league didn’t exactly offer any benefits when it came to employment. Like payment for his work.

“Back to the black eye, how did you even get it?” 

@fxneral-pyre || majority rule sc

“Being cynical and shit isn’t going to help, you know.” Okay, maybe she’s being a bit too bold, but with just over 24 hours left before they have to vote for at least two people to die, she’s not feeling so shy and reserved. All she wants at this point is to get everyone out of here ALIVE, and to hell if she’s going to let uncooperative jerks get in the way of that. Granted, she can’t actually do a whole lot about that, but hey, she can TRY.

“At least try and act like getting certain people out of here alive with you appeals to you? That’ll make things a lot easier.”

He scoffed, remembering exactly one of the reasons he hated heroes. Liked to run their mouths about one thing when their actions told a whole different story.