Horikoshi Just Give Me A Clear Shot Of Deku's Final Suit Challenge. Difficulty: Impossible?

touya having white hair and dabi having black hair just makes so much sense

I think it speaks volumes about his character and how it's split into two

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I like the idea of Genya becoming Tanjiros best friend, but there isn't a lot of canon time to solidify that bond and that's like the only part I have trouble with. It was hard to imagine Tanjiro considering Genya his best friend over Zenitsu or Inosuke for me at first. But then I started thinking about it a little deeper, and I realized that the dynamic between Tanjiro and the other two main guys makes Tanjiro the 'straight man' of the group, the one who is on the end of zenitzus raving rants or Inosukes weird challenges and has Tanjiro be the one that keeps everything on track.

He doesn't have to do that with Genya. In fact, I'd even go as far as to say that Tanjiro is the 'weird' one between the two. I don't know if it's just Tanjiros natural weirdness being able to shine brighter when it's not being eclipsed by the other two boys in his trio, or if there's something about Genya that just makes him a little more unhinged, but either way I love it.

Genya is also someone Tanjiro can have series conversations with without worrying about it devolving into chaos (unless you add another of the main boys into the equation, then all bets are off)

I also think it would be very funny if Sanemi witnessed what a little freak tanjiro can be and none of the other hashira believed him.

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

I love this

Of all the things I see constantly mentioned about SaneGiyuu, or just in an analysis of Sanemi and Giyuu's relationship, I very rarely see people mention the Masachika/Sabito parallel. And even if it's mentioned, this moment in particular:

Like, yeah, Giyuu is very non-confrontational (best example of this being Giyuu full on knowing Shinobu was pale and yet saying nothing), but I also do like to interpret this as Giyuu understanding exactly what Sanemi felt in that meeting. Believing someone else could become a hashira and getting mad at the idea of them not making it, but instead, you do.

If Giyuu was ever someone to truly get angry and express it loudly, he'd be exactly like Sanemi in that meeting. He gets it more than anyone else. I think this "opposites" relationship they have is neat.

#dabihawks Post-war where Hawks visits Dabi in prison because there's something he needs to work out. For himself, for the both of them, who knows? They're a fucked up pair matched in hell. 

And they have these heated exchanges where Dabi riles Hawks up all the time and then still asks for him to come like Hawks didn't walk out that day with bruised knuckles and Dabi's laughter ringing in his ears, blood trailing down his lips. 

For reasons he still hasn't figured out, Hawks always does show up. Like some kind of fucked up clockwork. Like this, is ever going to be closure that he needs. Like Dabi, is the only one who can figure him out. See right through him. Even if it's another taunt, another cut right to the core and sets everything inside of him on fire—

"You know in another life, you might've tried to save me. Becuase that's what good heroes do, don't they?"

And Hawks wants to stab a feather right through those scarred hands, the same way that he wants to kiss his bloody lips. 

He hates him. He wants to save him. He still wants him. Desperately and unforgivably. 

So if Hawks secretly throws himself into studying law, what of it? The legality isn't so far from what he's already known as a hero and passing the bar is just another exam in the number of many that he'd excelled at years ago. Regulations just requires him to get hands on practice first. 

He can do it. In a few years time, he'll become a lawyer. 

And free Dabi. 

Becuase there's no other life than this one, where he bores gold eyes into the blue of Dabi's soul and throws out in the most sarcastic kind of way—

"Aw sweetheart, what do you want me to do? Turn into a lawyer? Get you out? File an appeal?" 

It is exactly what he does.

(insp. by Daredevil 'in another life, you might be defending me')

Hawks: No worries either way!

Hawks: *worries both ways and a secret third way*

I live for vigilante hawks ♪ヽ(´▽｀)/

#dabihawks Hawks, who's not the fastest hero who sits at number two, but the people's fastest vigilante, who crashes hero galas and every overly lascivious extravagances and press conferences that top heroes hold, to steal the food and all of their riches to distribute to the poor. His prime target, the number two flame hero.

And rising pro-hero Dabi, who watches him do it without fail, every time. Something between annoyance but impressed and confusingly fond, another purposely slowed step to not catch him.

(He could catch him if he tried, is what Dabi tells himself.)

But it is his father, so maybe vigilante Hawks is on to something. He's never approved of the waste that top heroes spend. Most definitely not his father's annual celebrations, so if he turns a blind eye, there's really no harm here, right?

And if Hawks lounges against a table at the annual bash, no eyes' on him except for Dabi's, as he bites into an apple, Dabi can't deny that he looks good doing what he does.

"Here to rob the poor old man again?" Dabi greets, for the hell of it. Not because he's not already sure of the other man's intentions. Innocent until proven guilty... except Hawks is always guilty.

Hawks snorts as he throws out a hand and props up a knee, leather pants stretching against the pose and Dabi's eyes stray too long between his legs. His hand dangles off the knee as he waves, "This what you guys call poor?"

Dabi laughs, sloshing the liquid around the glass of champagne in his hand. "Nah, but someone's gotta give him a little pity. He'll be bled dry someday if you keep coming for him."

"Will he?" Hawks muses lazily and takes another bite of the apple, the crunch of the fruit catching its juices against the corner of his mouth. Dabi licks his own lips. "And what of the people outside, already empty? I rather think I'm not bleeding him dry fast enough."

Dabi agrees, he does, but he's also a hero who's supposed to discourage criminal behavior. And yet the words don't come out that way.  "So work faster," Dabi offers. "You're the fastest out there, aren't you? Or is that name just the press getting it all wrong?"

"Who knows?" Hawks' lips quirk into a grin. "But if I didn't know any better, I'd think you're encouraging stealing, Dabi."

"I'm a hero," Dabi repeats flatly, but it sounds weak even to his own ears. He doesn't move to arrest Hawks. He doesn't step in to stop him, not even with the chance that presents itself. He doesn't have an answer either, to generational poverty and the poor that don't have enough to eat. He wished he did, wishes Hawks, wasn't right in his own fucked up way.

Hawks jumps off the table, finished apple core tossed into a nearby bin. And then he's at Dabi's side lightning fast, blink and he'd miss it, voice sliding temptations like the gravest of a deadly sin against his ears. "Guess I'd better get to work, lest you get any other ideas. But if you're ever having a change of heart, you could... join me."

Dabi blinks and there's a whirlwind of feathers and a gust of wind, something more than the beat of his heart and the twitch of arousal that's distantly confused. Hawks is gone, a single feather left behind. His glass of champagne and the wallet against his pockets, missing.

The entirety of the banquet table too, stripped bare. All that remains, the polished wood but not a single bite.

The crowd in the background break out in gasps and uneven chatter between shock and disarray at the sudden lack of food, their missing wallets and expensive jewelry. As if they'd attended without noticing the annual reputation that these events often held now. Daylight robbery, from theirs truly.

Join Hawks.

That's crazy talking though, isn't it?

IM GLAD YOU LIKE IT (*≧∀≦)人(≧∀≦*)♪

couldn't get them out of my head, so I guess it was time for round 2 @katsdynam1ght

+ me in real time thinking about them instead of doing chemistry (o´・∀・)o