#blocdstained

After spending another insufferable day at U.A., Izuku was eager to get back to the League of Villains hideout. It was like being drowned in saccharin sweetness. Disgusting. 

When he opened the door into the hideout, he spotted Kurogiri and Toga at the bar. “I swear, if I have to hear one more ‘Plus Ultra’ motivational speech, I’m gonna stick nine inch nails through All Might’s skull!” he hissed with a scowl. 

“...Hey,” he added in a half-hearted greeting. 

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“It’s big simping hours.”

Ha! Simp!

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BUT YOU ONLY SAID TWO

"It’d be great if you fucking gremlins could leave me more than a single slice of pizza from time to time.” Dabi drawled as he kicked their hideout door shut behind himself, shrugging off his leather jacket. The material was shiny and wet with rain, his fluffy hair flattened to his scalp. 

He’d been out establishing connections on behalf of the League with various groups, surprisingly good at it in spite of his generally unpleasant disposition.