#cromanebbia

Meme

“No it was me and my explosions- fuck’s sake, OF COURSE it was you! Who between the both of us could’ve called this shit up?” Despite the hostility in his tone, Bakugou extends a gloved hand towards his companion, as thought waiting for her to take it. “Hurry up and get your shit together. Can you redirect all this mist crap somehow?”

               “ ——— um.  s — sunstone. ”

                          he pulled up short, a few steps behind her.  fire opal had                           been following the smaller gem for a while now ( not that                           he had noticed, too caught up in picking and choosing the                           right words to string into — whatever it was he was going                           for, here ). he grunted, bringing one gloved hand up to the                           small of his back and pressing his knuckles there firmly,                           for —— reassurance ??  ( touching his gem had become                            something of a habit over the few hundred years he’d been                           existing, located as it was in such a vulnerable place.  just                           another quirk of his, even back on homeworld. )

               “ w — well.  b - back there, when you were.                fighting.  i just —— you.  you fight good. ”

                          he pressed harder without thinking, jolting at the pressure.                             then, he grunted again, fixing his glare to his dusty boots.

When Hibari hoisted her up, the mist flinched and flailed her limbs  before settling , obviously not enjoying being picked up as if she weighted nothing. Which really was the case. The mist was as light as a feather. And to many of the guardians enjoyed picking the small female up . “ K-Kyoya where are you taking me , please put me down”

“Stop squirming, little animal,” Hibari commanded, though his voice took on a lighter tone, as if teasing her for her restlessness. He couldn’t help the twitch of his fingers, tightening slightly, as if it would encourage her to still or make it easier for him to put up with her flailing.

He continued through his house as if he didn’t have a protesting captive in his arms, simply strolling to his room, kicking aside the door, and settling Chrome gently on the bed.

Turning on his heels, performing an about-face, Hibari didn’t give the illusionist any indication of why he had taken her to his room, only to stroll into his closet and exit shortly after, procuring a pretty black dress with a purple bow on a hanger.

MEME

                       K I LL  I T.

                       UnrelentingRAGE boiled rattling bones in sight of the FILTHcommonly known as a h u m a n, clearly visible for the girl to see judging by herretreating form, CLUMSY as it was. With any morals, Gaster would have helpedthe her up, regardless if they were a human, HOWEVER…

                       ‘ GO AHEAD. Cry your little eyes out, human. You’d have good reason to. ‘

                       A pang ofguilt immediately took place as W. D. realized that this was no ordinary human…herebefore him was a CHILD, lost and clearly afraid. One he’d seen many timelinesago. The GOOD one.

                       Reluctantly,the scientist held out a hand for her.

                       ‘ Take it and come in before I change mymind, human. ‘