@temperatics
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dabi had decided to visit his good friend oma. a small sigh left his plump lips as he shuffled his feet. the racevette gently knocked on the door. ❝ oma? you in there? ❞ he asked. the flame themed villain wasn't,, feeling at his best. he really wanted some sort of affection. anything, really.
:: aaa i miss rping with you as well :')))
move, you’re in the way.
@bbakugos “oh, my apologies,” oma said and smiled. he turned to see who it was, his smile wavering when noticing it was none other than katsuki bakugo.. he kept his cool. “why’re you in such a rush?” he asked, keeping up his politeness.
verity felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around , " what - oh. hello ! "
:: my brain is empty i apologise ;(
@inputmind3 nervous panic rose up in him when hearing her laugh but he quickly furrowed his eyebrows. “what? no way!” he huffed and pulled the toy to his chest, “i’m already buying food, plus i’m perfectly capable of buying it myself,” he said with a proud smile.
:: @temperatics she laughed awkwardly not knowing how to react to that. looking at the mouse , she gave a thumbs up. " good choice ! let me pay for it. " she said , opening her hand.
@inputmind3 // kgjgkg it’s normal for me to stay up late ((,: oma frowned deeply, mad at himself for pushing the topic. “i’d say you can have mine but he probably wouldn’t like that,” he chuckled, trying to lift the mood. he grabbed a stuffed mouse toy so tooi would have something to hit and chew on. he turned and showed off his pick to verity with a bright smile.
it was a warm and sunny day, the perfect weather for dog walking.
natalie was walking her labrador, apollo, or rather was trying to walk him. “apollo, slow down!” the girl called, her hair flowing freely behind her.
apollo barked joyously, and ran up to a certain blond haired boy. he barked at the male, begging for attention. nat finally caught up, panting.
“hey, i’m really sorry about my dog!”
//agghdjk sorry if this is bad, it’s late and i have no inspo :))
@gentle_chaos he frowned when seeing her stiffen but didn’t press on it. “oh we’re hardly competitive,” he shrugged and began to mess with his rings. “if anything, he looks to me for guidance. we train together whenever our father allows it.. we don’t see any need for competition, we’re practically best friends,” he laughed, a soft smile capturing his lips as he thought of his brother. he perked up as she down talked herself and quickly shook his head. “nothing wrong with that. different things work for different people.“
she stiffened once she heard they came from two different families. “oh, but it gives more competition. makes you more competitive.” she smiled. “i can certainly see the dedication, and i’m sure you’re hard working.” she nodded her head. “i’m not very hard working, i like to leave everything for the last minute.” she bashfully looked away. “productivity is not a strong suit of mine.”
{ @temperatics }
@gentle_chaos “i wouldn’t call it that,” he chuckled as she spoke about rytoko but simply shrugged. “we’re similar in that aspect though,” he admitted and rain a hand through his hair, “we both don’t like to sit still very long. we’re productive, hardworking, always trying to learn more and better ourselves.. he’s just a little more aggressive with it,” he laughed out nervously before nodding, “but yes. he does get into trouble a lot more than i do. it’s simply because he doesn’t know how to control his anger. that’s always been the major difference between us but what else can you expect when you come from different families.”
sorry , did ⠀⠀you⠀⠀ say⠀⠀ something ? my ⠀⠀hearing ⠀⠀aid⠀⠀ isn't⠀⠀ working⠀⠀ for ⠀⠀some⠀⠀ reason⠀⠀⠀ ..
oh ━ uhm⠀⠀ ..⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀*⠀⠀⠀his ⠀⠀nose⠀⠀ scrunched ⠀⠀up ⠀⠀just⠀⠀ slightly , presumably⠀⠀ cold ⠀⠀gaze ⠀⠀flicking ⠀⠀away⠀⠀ as⠀⠀ he ⠀⠀mumbled⠀⠀ lowly⠀⠀.⠀⠀⠀*⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀it's⠀⠀ just ⠀⠀down ⠀⠀the⠀⠀ street⠀⠀⠀ .
❚❚ : @temperatics
@SILENTCZ oma gave the other a bright smile and nodded, “oh it’s fine,” he chuckled, “i was just wondering if you knew where a library was?” he asked once again.
/ shcjdj she won ' t hUrT him dw - (":
you -- seem like a chill person ? or .. to put it this way ,, you seem like someone i don ' t have to bitch at .
@SWEETDRAG0N // sorry !! i’ve been on my other acc a lot ((,: he watched as the other sat down next to him, automatically turning towards her to give his full attention. “m’name’s oma,” he introduced, his tired gray eyes sending her a kind gaze. “did you need anything by chance?” he asked curiously, tilting his head to the side slightly.
ryuka tilted her head and grinned at the other softly before sitting down on the bench -- where he is . ❛ the ,, the names ryuka - by the way . ❜ she was usually always pissing people off , but he seemed nice ,, which she wasn ' t the type to introduce herself like that .
@SWEETDRAG0N oma looked up from his spot on the bench, giving the girl a kind smile. “thank you.. i think,” he responded, a short laugh slipping from his lips.
// counterpart – @madcopies
:: uh look at yours , absolutely stunning
" is it just me ? or is it really cold all of a sudden ? "
:: here you go :)
@inputmind3 outside of work, oma was very gentle and kind regardless of his villainous status. so seeing another person cry was uncomfortable to him. his father had a deep sense of justice, due to his want to be a hero when he was younger, so that was ironed into his very being. oma wasn’t cruel for the hell of it. he needed reason. knowing that he lost his cool over something like this – something she had no clue could be so sensitive – really began eating at him. he looked away for a moment before another smile grew on his face. “i hope we met again,” he said, starting to walk off. there was something deeper happening to her that he did know what, but knew she needed time. “that way you can give me my jacket back!” he called, giving her one last kind smile before disappearing back into the streets. // they’re so baby omfg