Bakugou: Mom, Can I Have Some Money To Hang Out With My Friends?

You two go cringe together then lol

Junko: *goes up to Dabi* 항상 나쁜 년인 것에 대해 어떻게 생각하세요? 더운 여름날에 빌어먹을 잡초 뚱뚱한 엉덩이 냄새가 나는 건 말할 것도 없고요.

Dabi: *high out of his god damn balls* WHAT IS SHE EVEN SAYING DAWG

Dabi: The day I met you I picked you up like a possum in the dumpster, quite literally

Junko: 난 당신의 고환을 잘라낼 거예요.

Dabi: See guys she loves me

I like to think that Junko likes to dress up Shigaraki’s dogs in little outfits. She was originally a cat person and surprisingly never seen a corgi before in person.

Literally I’m picturing her going like this when Mon-Chan prances up to her in a princess outfit

Dabi- I have plenty of friends dipshit 

Dabi had texted Yumiko. 

He snickered. “You’ll like her, I promise, and besides, she’s more than capable to join too if you’d like. Her quirk is pretty gnarly too.”

Junko glared at Dabi, “왜 나를 이 일로 데려가는 거야” She cursed at him. She huffed softly. 

Dabi was sort of known for bringing her into things she never wanted to be a part of. Junko sighed, looking at both of the two, including Shigaraki. 

As Yumiko waved to Junko, she nervously waved back. She seemed nice.

RP Starter somewhat oneshot featuring @yumikoshigarakirp

Dabi had already had a rough day. He sighed softly as he put his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket. 

He dipped in a nearby alleyway that was close to the base that was out of sight enough so he could have a ‘smoke break’. 

Then, he heard crying- familiar crying.

He stopped and stared behind the trash can curiously. 

It was his friend, moreso customer. 

He had known that she had an awful case of PTSD. He was one of the only ones to know about her past actions and what she did. She stopped and looked up at him, it appeared she was chewing on her own hand. 

She quickly hid her hand in her pocket just to hide it. 

“Junko-chan.. What the hell was that?”

No response, just staring. 

He pointed to his own ears, which prompted Junko to turn on her hearing aids. 

“What..” She spat. 

“What were you doing just now, with your hand?” He asked. 

“Nothing! Bore off!” She said, obviously not in the right state of mind. 

He glared, and then suddenly he grabbed the back of her neck. 

“You better be lucky you’re like a little sister to me.” He then started to drag her like a cat at the back of her own jacket. 

“Where are you taking me?” She whimpered, saying through sobs. 

“Just to meet some friends of my own.” Dabi responded. 

He then made it to the bar, knocking, staring at the little peephole in the doorframe. He then got on his phone and texted Yumiko. 

‘Hey. I’m at the door. Brought a friend.’

“This is humiliating”. She covered her face. “Just let me have a fucking breakdown in peace.” 

He sighed, slightly crouching to her level. 

“If I let you do that you were gonna chew your hand off. And I need you to get me food in exchange for my fucking weed. Besides, I like your cooking.” He then held the back of her jacket again. 

“You’re like a fucking rat, Junko-chan.” He chuckled to himself.

His room is my room I fear

Chapter 233: Bright Future

Transfem Tomura

Junko has definitely bitten Dabi, not in a romantic sense but in a purposefully being a little shit kind of way.

metamy…………….