burnitblack | Deer Country In-Box

[ His fingers grip the sheets of the futon he's sitting on. Hearing him rationalize the irrational is too reminiscent of his childhood. Maybe that's why his throat grows tight with emotions that threaten to overwhelm him.

Fire and ice churn in his chest, melting and freezing a war-torn heart. He doesn't care about heroes. Doesn't he understand that? He doesn't care about villains. He just - his eyes water - he cares about you.

Tears fall in an empty room.

No more than a handful, but it's enough to clog his throat, making it impossible to answer. How-- How did he think that he could-- His mouth opens as if he means to speak, but only a cold mist comes out, and with it, the room drops in temperature. Cold, the pain recedes, and he's able to speak without breaking apart. ]

... No.

Edited 2022-11-08 03:19 (UTC)

[it's the quiet that catches him. the sound of a throat sticking to itself. he remembers that sound, once or twice in his childhood, when he was close enough to hear it sniveling on the other side of a closed door. he also remembers making it himself, trapped in the quiet of the night, abandoned by natsuo, misunderstood by fuyumi, and replaced by shouto. with a mother who saw him as a troublesome chore, and a father who hated his very existence.

bastard. flaunting his ability to cry right in front of him. technically behind him, but... semantics.]

Ya really are crazy.

[of course he wouldn't hate him. heroes aren't supposed to hate someone. even if they say it, they don't understand what it means to truly hate someone. that black, bitter desire to relish in the target's complete misery and abject degradation until there's nothing left of them. heroes who hate, truly hate, are no longer heroes.]

Mah, who knows. [touya shrugs, rubbing the back of his head with one hand.] Maybe one day I'll end up savin him.

[just because he hates heroes doesn't mean he doesn't know how to "be" one.]

[ The cold spreads. It starts in his chest and blooms out in all directions. Soon, his fingers lose their grip on the sheets and the agony in his chest recedes amid the crackling ice. His heartbeat slows along with his breathing, but it's familiar, comforting even, to be embraced by a winter storm. It helps open up his throat enough to speak, no longer clogged by emotions that render him useless. ]

I don't hate you.

[ You see, he also learned how not to feel. That was the thing that Endeavor taught him. The gift his mother left him with. A way to hold back the firestorm raging through him until he snuffed it out completely. Endeavor was livid when he stopped using his fire. Shouto couldn't even feel happy about it. The same way he couldn't feel happy about his brother killing his friends and innocent bystanders. ]

... But I can't accept you killing my friends either or innocent victims.

[ His line in the sand. ]

Edited 2022-11-08 04:51 (UTC)

[touya glances over his shoulder at the cold that could almost be felt radiating through the shared image. so the little puppet was icing himself over. feelings are a bitch, aren't they.

whether it's simply a survival tactic, an outward expression of his feelings, or a veiled threat, touya waives it off. after all, the cold never bothered him.]

You think I give a damn about being 'accepted'?

[and he's killed so many people already.]

I don't know what you care about.

[ And that's the problem. One he's barely beginning to figure out. ]

Yeah you do. Ya just don't like to think about it.

[it's not a problem. it's easy. touya's not hiding it (anymore).

only, he can't really do much about it / with it here.]

You care about Endeavor.

[ He can be candid too. ]

Uh-huh.

[in an extremely negative version of "caring".]

Is that all you care about?

does it look like i've got anythin else, mr. hero?

You have your friends.

[ He knows for a fact that Touga considers you a friend and Shigaraki wouldn't have tried to shake him down if he didn't care about you too. So, don't you dare tell him you've got nothing else! Idiot! ]

If that's what ya wanna call them.

[it's not important enough to argue shouto's rose-colored lenses.]

That's what they called you.

[ More or less. ]

They can do what they want.

[doesn't make it true on his part.]

hey. ur comrade told me to go to u. she said u have stuff i might be looking for?

depends on whatcha lookin for, but good chance i got somethin.

thats the thing!! she didnt tell me what u are selling?? or what u have?? maybe start w/ that. what do u usually carry?

ya got gas stations or convenience stores in your world?
generally whatever those things carry.

gas station. for explosives right? u carry gas bombs????

[wow. a maniac. he has one guess as to who told this person about him.]

gas station. for vehicles.
not an armory for the military.

Bones/or premade bone meal
pot
new shears
hand saw
long stakes
shovel
canvas
tarp
reflective sheeting
better fucking grow light
duct tape
rope
condoms
soap
custard taiyaki shit for cheeks & bunny girl
usual food essentials

[well damn...]

ya plannin a kidnappin, kid?

[What the FUCK?! That's not his original shopping list?! AND HE DEFINITELY DIDN'T FUCKING SEND IT TO DABI!!!!

SERIOUSLY, WHAT IN THE FUCK?!]

LIKE I'D FUCKING DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT
IDIOT

[don't ask him. he's as confused as you are. at least he didn't flick it to "spam" and yet the rock across the room.]

shears, hand saw, shovel, canvas, tarp, duct tape, rope.

all ya missin is the trunk of a car and some chloroform.

Deer Country In-Box

love that icon

thanks! i saw it and had to ask someone to make an icon out of it for me~ dramatic fucker

It's so good! I just kept looking at the flapping cape! Almost like a hero Cape!!! XD

his edgy spider web coat. flapping in the breeze.

omfg frozen reference! and you expect me to take this seriously!!! i even sang it in my head!

good! it needed some lightening~

;_; made me laugh despite the pain

oh~ you chortle while you choke ~ lah la la lah la la laaah

............... that is a horrible reference!!!

enjoy it forever

;_;

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( TXT; UN: BOMBSHELL ) // thru omen

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Text; UN: Dynamight [shopping/find list misfire (with some extras he did not put in there)]

rip~

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