[ dabi probably could have been more forceful with everything here in San Junipero. he knows how to get what he wants now. he knows how to be the villain. but without his quirk he's never felt like much of anything before, and even with all he could possibly command here, he hasn't wanted to.
he only had one goal. one reason to stay alive. that entire reason was snatched away from him here.
he had thought about ending his life as well, just like he just about did when he was a kid. but he doesn't. for some reason, he doesn't. maybe he's just trying to pass the time until he figures out just what the hell is going on with him. maybe in the end he's too much of a coward to die.
the blonde that has him pressed up against the wall isn't exactly what he wants, but he's close enough for now. at least it's something in this vast world of nothingness. dabi still isn't used to people looking at him like he's just another person, and so maybe he lets himself indulge in that too. maybe that's why he's letting this guy get all up on him. he's pretty enough, even though he doesn't have those sharp golden eyes and those pretty red wings.
not like this guy who's suddenly in front of him, yanking the pretty blonde away from his chest and sending him away.
dabi's eyes go wide as he sees who it is and he thinks he might really be losing his mind now. first this place, then hawks of all people. dabi just blinks at him while he sends the other man away. maybe this is another figment of his imagination. maybe this is when the torture really starts. ]
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Date: 2021-02-28 05:35 am (UTC)he only had one goal. one reason to stay alive. that entire reason was snatched away from him here.
he had thought about ending his life as well, just like he just about did when he was a kid. but he doesn't. for some reason, he doesn't. maybe he's just trying to pass the time until he figures out just what the hell is going on with him. maybe in the end he's too much of a coward to die.
the blonde that has him pressed up against the wall isn't exactly what he wants, but he's close enough for now. at least it's something in this vast world of nothingness. dabi still isn't used to people looking at him like he's just another person, and so maybe he lets himself indulge in that too. maybe that's why he's letting this guy get all up on him. he's pretty enough, even though he doesn't have those sharp golden eyes and those pretty red wings.
not like this guy who's suddenly in front of him, yanking the pretty blonde away from his chest and sending him away.
dabi's eyes go wide as he sees who it is and he thinks he might really be losing his mind now. first this place, then hawks of all people. dabi just blinks at him while he sends the other man away. maybe this is another figment of his imagination. maybe this is when the torture really starts. ]
You've gotta be shitting me.