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animeaandp · 2 years

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MHA prompt based off of song Something Just Like This by Alex Goot + Madilyn Bailey

Pairing: Allmight x reader

Summary: Allmight has had a crush on you for a while and constantly tries to show off and impress you whenever you're around. Usually it just makes you roll your eyes and laugh at his flamboyant tactics, trying to convince you to go on just one date with him. Despite your similar feelings you keep rejecting Allmight, and even though the number one hero never gives up, it may cost him his smile this time.

Notes: I have never written for Allmight before so i'm not sure how well I'll capture his character. But when I first heard this song and started thinking about how I could use it for inspiration, this idea was the only one to stick and with Allmight as lead, so. (I may make a part two, haven't decided yet.)

You first met the pro hero by chance.

A villain crashed through your flower shop while running away from the police. Allmight joined in the chase and caught him, but at the cost of destroying the place. So when you came back from grabbing lunch the place is trashed, filled with cops, and Allmight smiling bright in the middle of it all, waiting for you to praise his heroics as he posed dramatically.

Instead you hit him over the head with a nearby bouquet of flowers shouting about how he ruined your business and was going to cost you a fortune to fix it all. He's helpless (bc obviously he can't fight you or run away) and no one else seems to know what to do bc technically you were making valid points. He tries explaining that the city would cover the repairs and there was nothing for you to worry about but that wasn't the point. Eventually he just sits there and takes it until the bouquet was nothing but a fistful of stems. You stop to catch your breath and tell Allmight that if the police had what they needed then it was time for everyone to leave. You had a lot of cleaning up to do.

It's well into the evening and the daylight is fading, setting a time limit on your clean up. There's a knock on what used to be the front door, and you're ready to give Allmight round two as he steps into the rubble. He asks you to wait, at least long enough for him to explain what he was doing there. Allmight felt bad for destroying your shop, and for all the upset it's caused you. So he decided to come back and help you clean up a bit. A professional crew would be by in the morning but you needed to sort out what could be salvaged, what was totaled, make sure all your important documents were still safe and secure, etc. Allmight held up a bag of food and drinks from the local convenience store in one hand and a large outdoor light in the other. He figured this might happen if you were still here so late and made sure to come bearing gifts. You don't want to thank him, this was all his fault to begin with, but you take the bag anyways and tell him where to place the light. Then to start sifting through the mess over in that corner.

A few weeks later when your shop reopens Allmight makes a special appearance to try and help draw attention and customers back to it. He personally buys two large armfuls of bouquets and people are lining the street trying to buy from the same shop as Allmight. After locking up he's waiting for you outside and hands you a small bundle of flowers that he picked himself on the way over. It was just some dandelions and yellow daisies from the side of the road but it was still incredibly sweet of him. (Maybe not the most thoughtful since you're a real florist and these were technically weeds, but none the less sweet.) He apologizes again for the trouble he's caused, and you finally let him off the hook.

You were on your way to get dinner and offered to treat him if he joined. He really did go above and beyond helping you kickstart your business back up, it was the least you could do in return. But before Allmight can answer a group of people recognize him and swarm around asking for autographs and photos. It doesn't take long for them to be satisfied and leave but now you understood why he hesitated to answer. He couldn't really go anywhere without being recognized or something like that happening.

Instead he offers to walk you home. You lead him down the back roads to help avoid him being seen. "Sounds lonely, and exhausting. Constantly having to be a hero even off duty, not really ever getting to take off the costume and just be a person." No one had said that to Allmight before; everyone idolized heroes, wanted to be just like him, and so on. But you were the first person to read between the lines and see some of the sacrifice that came with the job. Allmight asks what your quirk was but you don't one. Both of your parents did but you never inherited either of them. You didn't mind though. There was plenty you could still do and contribute to this world without having some superhuman ability, it's why you loved botany so much. You didn't need an awesome superpower to be able to grow and create something so beautiful. Only to nurture, care for, and have patience. Allmight soaks in every word you say and knows then that he hasn't seen the last of you.

After that, he’d sneak around to visit you while you worked and he was in the area. At first you weren't amused by his antics, especially since he's knocked over a vase of flowers more than once. But the poor thing would just forget that he wasn't the playful little puppy he pranced around your shop behaving like. Your customers loved seeing him around and eventually you did as well. He helped you change up displays and you taught him how to properly cut flower stems before placing them in a vase. You had to get onto him more than once for wasting the merchandise pretending to be in a soap opera feigning faint. How could he not though 'when Alejandro AND Roberto gave him a single rose at the ball (hence why he was spinning around your shop with roses in his mouth), the same night it's revealed that Camillo survived the crash five years ago and was back to reclaim his first love's heart?!' You had no clue what he was talking about and after making the mistake of admitting that to Allmight, Telenovela-Tuesday's came into affect that same week. He provided the tacos and margaritas, you supplied the tissues.

Allmight would surprise you at work, showing up with food if it was close to your lunch break. You'd lock up the shop and eat together. You used to eat out on the floor but whenever someone noticed The Allmight sitting inside, they'd make a fuss against your display window and door until he came out or you let them in. The back office was too small to comfortably sit the large hero though, even if it was funny to see him try, so the new spot became the roof. No one could see you two, plus you already had a simple lounge area setup up there so it was perfect. You'd either climb up the fire escape to meet Allmight or if he was already at your shop, he'd hold you (as respectfully as possible) in one arm before taking a single leap to the top. That was his favorite thing; the sudden rush of motion made your face light up for a moment if not also accompanied by the cutest fit of laughter. He made sure you rarely if ever beat him up to the roof, and if you did, he could still revel in the way you'd hold onto him a little tighter while he held you jumping back down. The hardest part was feeling you slip out of his arms after your feet touched the ground again.

Sometimes Allmight walked you home at night to make sure you made it back safely, and if he wasn't busy you'd invite him inside. Maybe you'd sit and talk over a warm cup of tea or coffee. Or if a favorite show or movie was going to be on soon, you were more than happy to have the company. You had a garden in your backyard and Allmight loved helping you tend to and harvesting it when ready. Nothing physical ever happened between you two, nor did Allmight ever attempt anything. He was more than happy to just have this time with you. Occasionally he’d swing by while on night patrol to say hello and goodnight before you went to bed, promising that you were safe since he was there. It would make you smile, and you never admitted this but you did sleep better those nights.

Allmight's feelings continually grew for you but he could respect your reasoning for turning him down. It wasn’t out of fear for your own life and safety by being involved with a hero, nothing like that. But being one of the few people in this world without a quirk, you just didn’t fit into the world of superheroes. All you wanted was a companion to go through life with; a simple and quiet life. Not having to worry if they would come back home or not, or the anxiety of turning on the news to see them fighting a dangerous villain. You'd lost your father at a young age, your mother in high school, and your little brother only a few years back in a car accident. You're heart just couldn't take another loss, and if you involved yourself with a pro hero; it was too real of a possibility. Allmight wished he could tell you the truth about his power because maybe then you’d reconsider, but he knows that he can’t. So even though he wishes you could be together he never tells you, and is content with just making you smile. It was his favorite smile.

So the two of you maintain this nameless relationship for over a year and Allmight is content. Then one day Allmight notices you're closing up your flower shop early. There's a downcast expression on your face and it worries him. He asks what's wrong, if anything's happened. You refuse to tell him the truth at first, you won't even look up from the ground, but he trails after you and refuses to let it go like you keep insisting he does. How could he? You were clearly upset about something, even tearing up now, and your voice was starting to crack. He blocks your path and you beg him to not make you say it; not wanting to hurt his feelings or to make it harder on you to go through with. Allmight's confused and doesn't understand why you chose that specific phrasing, but then he realizes.

He asks if you were going on a date and there's no need for you to respond.

The guy wasn't a bad guy or anything. He was a kind, simple, straight forward man who worked a good 9-5 job in town, had a cute cat. He'd been trying to ask you out for a while but you just didn't feel anything for him; you cared for Allmight. But since that door couldn't be opened, and you weren't getting any younger, it was time to just pick someone if you ever wanted to get married and settle down...if you ever wanted to stop being alone.

Allmight's a statue while you try to explain why you were doing this but he feels his heart freezing over and doesn't know the right thing to do. You can see how much this was hurting him, the internal struggle to maintain his stature vs to show how he was really feeling; you've never seen such a sad smile before. It wasn't an easy decision, and not being able to take the pain on his face any longer you race off in tears, leaving Allmight standing alone in the alley. What was he going to do. He knew that things weren't going anywhere with you and that they probably never would. But, it was always only a 'probably'; there was always a chance and hope that things could work out one day if he waited and was patient. He didn't necessarily care about getting married and didn't want to have any children of his own, so if time was what you needed then he was going to wait. Maybe it wouldn't be until after he retired as a pro hero but the time would come and then he'd have his chance.

But now...what was he supposed to do now...

I'll tell you what he does:

While you finished getting ready for your date tonight, there's a familiar knock on your back door and you're not sure if you should let him in or not. You've already done your makeup and if you started crying again you wouldn't have time to fix it. But your heart is tugging at you too hard. Allmight's dressed in a suit, a different one than the usual one he always wore when he wasn't in his hero costume, and hair done differently. He had a (real) bouquet of flowers in his hands along with your favorite snack for your movie nights together. You ask him what he's doing and Allmight tells you not to go on a date with this other guy. That if you were going to go on a date with anyone, then it should be him. So here he was, finally and formally, asking you out.

It hurts so much to have to tell him no yet again, especially since you wished you could say yes, and you can't stop the tears. It wouldn't work with you being just you and him being THE number one pro hero-

"I'll quit."

".....What did you just say...?"

"I'll quit. I'll retire, right now; tonight."

"Allmight you can't just-?!"

"If that's what it takes for you to say yes y/n, and to give me the chance to make you the happiest woman in the world then I; Allmight, will retire from being The Symbol of Peace, effective immediately."

"NO!!?! WHY would you do that-why would you even SAY THAT!!? I CAN'T LET YOU-"

Allmight gives his all in this kiss. It's surprisingly tender and gentle but you can feel him pouring his whole heart into it, it's overwhelming and too much. You tremble in his arms that maintain an unshakable grip and your tears fall freely. It felt so safe right here in his arms, you didn't know what you would do now that you've felt what it's like and couldn't stay forever. His lips are soft and massage yours with just enough force to fill you with fireworks that wouldn't stop. Your hands are fisting into his shirt, shaking, trying to decide if you should push him away or pull him closer. You didn't know. You had no clue what to choose: what you wanted or knew was for the best? A hand swipes away the tears but the kiss doesn't stop. No, Allmight overwhelms you with the sincerity of his affection for you, not giving you a chance to try and clear your mind. He just wanted you to feel a fraction of what he felt for you; this was him on his knees, heart in his hands, pleading with you one last time to give him a chance. Because now Allmight had taken things to a place where they could never go back to the way they were before; before he swept you into his arms a few moments ago. You knew it too and it's why your tears didn't stop.

You had to choose, once and for all, and it had to be now.

When Allmight finally pulled away his face was just as sad as yours, with his forehead resting against yours. His smile is completely gone and his voice a whisper as he pleads one final time,

"...please y/n. Just, one chance...just one"

His hands cupped your cheeks but it felt like he could hold your entire head if he wanted to. He was literally down on his knees in the middle of your living room; a mountain of a man, making himself as small as possible as he gave his absolute all for this chance right now. Your hands hold onto his as you tried to stifle your whimpers, never wanting to let go of them. You didn't want to let go of him...at all.

"...again" Allmight meets your gaze "...kiss me again, Allmight."

This time you melt into him as your lips reconnect. He holds you a little tighter and kisses you with a bit more force. His face in your hands felt velvet smooth as you pull him in closer and more butterflies erupt. There were no thoughts about the future swimming around in your head at the moment. You only felt the here and now, memorizing every aspect of it, refusing to let any of it slip from memory. Allmight was warm, and had all the comforts of home that you craved, and made you feel safe beyond measure. You could never let him go. Not now.

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lady-ashfade · 8 months

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Mates By Fate

Various Hybrid!Characters x Human!Fem!Reader.

Plot: The adoption center is filled with many different hybrids from all sorts. But when one gets a whiff of your scent that they can’t help but get excited to see you.

Characters: Rabbit!Izuku midoriya, Wolf!Katsuki Bakugo, Dog!Eijiro Kirishima, Cat!Shoto Todoroki

Warnings: quick adoption, licking, love at first sight, mention of dark past, not much.

Rabbit! Izuku Midoriya

The building was filled with all types of noises, from barks to meows, even some growls. Some hybrids were out playing and doing their own things, some playing in groups outside or maybe they enjoyed their own company. Izuku was watching a movie that had come on just in time for his break. All hybrids get a break from the others to focus on themselves if needed, and he decided to watch his favorite movie. Super Hybrid: All might. Oh, how he adored the movie and the man it was about. His room filled with decorations of Allmight himself, posters on every wall.

He couldn’t keep his eyes off the screen when the scene came on. Allmight fighting a bad guy, his tail smacking him around from place to place. It was like watching it for the first time, he was on the edge of his seat cheering at the screen for his hero. Not much could get his attention away from this movie, so when a scent came into his nose it peaked his interest. What was that smell? So sweet, soft yet bold, how could something smell so perfect? His flappy ears stood up and his attention drew to the hallway where his door was cracked open. Grabbing the remote be paused the movie and walked to the door.

He poked his head out slowly to see what was going on and if he could find the source of the smell. Then he saw the owner of the adoption center in the middle of the hallway, then a woman standing next to her about three doors down. A hybrid with droopy ears likes his but brown, the hybrid rubbed her head against the new woman’s hand as she smiled. When he saw you, he felt the world crash onto him with a kick to the chest.

Mate.

The words rang through his head and made his body tense up at the thought of having you in his life. But, he couldn’t have a mate? And not someone as pretty as you? He cheeks heated up while staring at you with wide eyes frozen in the doorway to his room. He could hear your conversation but didn’t truly listen, the words sounding like muffles to him. But a few seconds later your head turned when the owner said something and you looked right at him.

He yelps and slips back into his room quickly from being caught and your attention. His heart raced as fast as it could go as he panicked over every detail. Did you really see him? Was he imagining you here? What if this was a dream and he’d wake up mateless again? What if you don’t want him as a mate anyway? So many questions ran through his speedy head and made him panic.

“Izuku,” the old woman’s sweet voice called him out of his thoughts as she walked into the open room. “We have a visitor, like to meet them?” Your frame shuffled into the room and waved softly, the smile on your lips look like heaven. All he could do is stare and mumble nervously with words you couldn’t understand.

“He’s shy, but he’s a good hybrid to have around.” You nodded and reached into your pocket and his attention calmed down at the other scent he loved. Treats. A brown little heart shaped treat rest in your hands and pushed it towards him. “Hello, Izuku. My names Y/n.” The name engraved itself into his brain. The excitement finally washed over him and shot throughout his body, making him so happy that his leg started to tap and take the treat into his mouth.

He was so happy as he chew and you watched his nose crinkle with each bite, his happy feet bouncing. You giggled at the sight, he was your favorite by far. “I’ll let you have some time with him, seeing as he’s your perfect match. I shall be just outside with the other hybrids, call if you need anything.” She bowed and walked out the room.

You look at izuku and a nervous smile spread your face as he inched closer, no threatening gestures but with a curious look. His noses sniffed around your hand and up your wrists, he looked so focused. Then he nudged his faces across it like he was petting himself and your heart exploded. He looked so happy and relaxed with your touch.

“Mate.” He muttered and you froze up. Did he say that or was it a mistake…Mate? That’s interesting but you can’t help but feel like it was right. “Tell me, do you want me to take you home?” He jumped up and hugged your leg and you almost fell. Laughing you reach down to pet this hair.

He was interesting, he couldn’t get himself off of you. But he was perfectly sweet.

Wolf! Katsuki Bakugo

Katsuki is wasn’t one for social interaction, especially with new people he had just meet. Whenever someone came to look at the hybrids he wouldn’t let them get near and just walk off or give them attitude. He was adopted once before and it was the worst time of his life, humans were cruel and he knew damn well they couldn’t put up with him. So he put off the idea that he would find someone nice enough.

Kats didn’t get along with the other hybrids, only a selected group he allowed near him. If he wasn’t hanging around them then he was outside in the shade, or playing with a chew toy that need to be replaced each day. He loved to be outside a few hours because he had a lot of energy he couldn’t release inside. Today he decided to take a break and lay on the ground to take a quick nap, the shade and sun making him tired. Then, his nose picked up a scent. Shooting his head up from his resting place his head looked around for the scent he was smelling.

This wasn’t food, it wasn’t like anything he’s ever smelled before. It was the perfect smell for him. He craved to get near the source. So he stood up and looked around, his tail wagging behind him. Big and thick with blonde and white with brown tips like his ears. “Shit.” He smelled it out and followed trail. A beautiful laugh caught his ears and he looked up to see a woman smiling with the owner, a hybrid getting their head pat. Her. It was coming from her.

Mate. Claim. Mate.

She was his mate, his tail wagged harder but his head gave him trouble. He didn’t need a mate, and not a shitty human at that. What was she trying to do? He’s a alpha and not some pet she could keep in her house- But he wanted it. To be close to her at every second to keep he safe and sound. He groaned and fell close to the ground and behind the flowers, the garden being filled with big places with high planted flowers. It was easy for him to crawl closer without being caught, after all it was in his blood to hunt.

He got closer and watched for a second. “I’ll leave you to look around, I know of a few hybrids out here. A snake one, he’s usually in the trees and many others.” She smiles and took the cat hybrid inside, leaving you alone. Smiling to yourself and straighten your blouses then walk over to the flowers, smelling them. Bakugo wiggled his body and got ready to pounce on you, why? He just felt like it. But when you giggled and looked over at his direction he froze in shock and confusion.

“There’s a mirror wall behind you,” you look a seat on the bench beside you. “But don’t be discouraged, you would of had me.” The lighthearted tone in your voice made him heat up, and your smile with no anger in it. He rolled his eyes and stood up, inching closer to you with a glare, a low growl leaving his lips to imitate you with fear. You only smiled and pulled out a big threat, a bone shaped one.

“I apologize if I offended you, it was not my intention.” Standing up slowly you tossed the treat softly before him. “But I hope you’ll take this treat as a apology, great wolf.” His ego built up at your praise and felt better. He took the treat and took a few bites. While he was focused on the treat you backed up to leave him alone, not wanted to anger him. Wolfs can be very territorial when it comes to it, so you wouldn’t egg him in.

“I didn’t say go, damn human.” His tough voice caught you off guard. You turned around to see him soften his glare and look at the bench you once sat at. “Sit.” You smirked for a second and walked back to the bench and did as he said. He was adorable. You stuck out your hand for him to sniff and he hesitated, looking up at you like asking permission or to get a read on you. But you only flashed him a eye closing smile.

His noses poked your hand and sniffed all around to take in your scent in, and his body turned into mush. Your scent, he craved it. “Damn, of course it be a human.” He huffed and crossed his arms. You looked at him confused, “Hmm?” Kats rolled his eyes hard and pointed at you, “Mate.” He enjoyed how you looked at him in shock and flustered.

“Now, go get the paper work done so I can leave. I wouldn’t let anyone leave with you today wether you like it or not.” His tail stomped the ground as his teeth really showed to threaten the people he thought of. “Well? Go!” You giggled and rushed away from the shouting hybrid, a rough one.

He was demanding and didn’t care. He however, was loving on the way to your house so you didn’t mind.

Shoto Todoroki

Shoto is a hybrid that likes to take naps, his cat like nature is strong. The sunlight can make him fall asleep anywhere, no matter the place. He also loves to climb up on things to take a nice nap, mostly on a cat like tree they have for hybrids. He also has a scratching problem but not in a bad way, he just needs to stretch often. Those are the things he does in a day. Wake up, scratch, eat, Nap, scratch and then repeat. However he does hang out with some hybrids on occasion.

Today Shotos place of choice was in front of the art rooms door, so close to getting hit if someone opened the door fully. The hybrid didn’t notice this when he went to sleep or he would have scooted a bit further. You wanted to explore the place and decide to check the art room to see what’s it was like. When you opened the door you didn’t see the hybrid behind you, only a tail that curled and swung slowly. Stopping and not pushing the door any further you walked through the gap and poke your head around to see the hybrid laying there.

His hair mix toned, red and white. His tail thin but long, white fur all the way down. But his ears matched the hair on each side, he was gorgeous. You smile and push all the way in the room and close the door as quietly as you can, trying not to startle him. Kneeling down a few inches from him you start to call out softly for him to walk up. Clinking your tongue, “Little buddy, wake up please.” You repeated that line over and over. But he wasn’t little, only a small frame but you could see the muscles he had and how tall he was.

He slowly opened his eyes with a yawn, confused on what was going on. When he noticed you his demeanor changed slight. His face dropping and staring you, with almost a cold glare. Chuckling to not be afraid you step back, “Sorry, I just didn’t want you to get hurt. You were sleeping in front of the door.” You glanced at the door and showed him what you meant. But he didn’t stop staring at you with a unreadable expression.

Shoto was freaking out inside. Your scent drove him insane, one he wanted to run and nuzzle up to. He couldn’t look away from your pretty face or he would have. What was this? Had you have some sort of magic to bewitched him? Why was his body on fire? He had so many emotions and non of them made sense. Until his mouth started to water..

Mate.

The clicking sound echoed through his brain when he realized what you were to him. A mate. Fate was funny about bringing people together and he didn’t have to find you, you found him. “Hello?” You waved a hand in front of your face as he continued to be silent and frozen. He blinked finally and you felt relieved. “Call me shoto.” You hummed at the calming tone. “Y/n.” You reached out your hand with a smile. Of course he couldn’t hold himself back from taking it and sniffing you.

Your scent was so nice to smell, calming but made his blood pump. You had weird affects on his body. You watch him sniff you and it made you laugh as he kept hitting his nose against the center. He was booping his own nose. Then he did something unexpected and licked your hand softly. To give affection he kept doing it, small licks. Nothing more to the eyes. Only he did it to get his scent on you.

“Adopt me.” He look up at you blankly and you were taken aback by his boldness. “We just met, don’t you want to get a know me first?” You asked. Most hybrids take a week at least before getting comfortable with a owner, or at least a whole day. “I know all I need, you are my mate of course.” He nuzzled against your hand as his tail swayed around smoothly.

“Mates?” You questioned but couldn’t help but rub his cheek, he purred so loudly you could feel it. “Hmm, smell you. Us hybrids have mates, or some do and mine is you.” He shrugged like it wasn’t a big deal. “Now, I’m tired. Could you go get everything done so I can’t go back to napping?”

You took shoto home that night and he fell asleep on your nap. Followed you around the house with his head in your shoulders.

Eijiro Kirishima

Kiri likes to be with other hybrids and people, a social butterfly if you will. He always has a smile on his face to cheer and play with the others, the big brother of the estate. His dream is to one day have a forever home with a family that loves him but worries about being worthy. Despite always tell the others they’d get adopted or cheer them up, he felt the same way. But he puts it off and has fun instead, he’s very active. They had to build a new playground area just for him and hybrids like him who are rough but playful.

Kiri today was in the playroom all by himself and it saddens him, no one to play with. He’d have the rope in his mouth and swing it around almost like a weapon. Or jumping around from the bars to places, or his favorite. Catch. They had a device to throw the ball automatically and he loved it, almost as much as someone actually throwing him the ball. Kiri watched the ball get shot out and hit the table making it change direction to the door. To his surprise the door opened just as the ball rolled on the floor and stop between someone’s leg. His mind focused on the ball he chased after it.

His legs ran to catch the small object and only to be caught in another trance caused by a smell, a delicious smell. Stopping in his tracks he froze and looked up at the person at the door who now looked at the ball between her feet. A smile spread on her lips when she bent down to pick it up. The smell was coming from her. Was it a treat in her pocket? What flavor was it? That smell was heaven to his nose, like it was made just for him.

Mate.

Giggling you looked at the pup in front of you, a grip on the ball “Want me to throw it?” You wiggled it slightly. Thump thump. The sound of his huge fluffy tail hit the floor as he panted quietly. He was so excited. “Get it.” You threw it past him and made sure not to hit anything but far for him to have fun. He leaped up and chased after it, so fast and quick. It was cute to watch him bite the ball and chew down on it slightly then look back at you. He pranced back to you with his tail wagging, a pride filled aura as he puffed out his chest.

He dropped the ball at your feet and sat back on the floor, his tongue sticking out. “Awe, such a good boy.” You reached down to pet his head but gave him enough time to pull away if he’d like. But he didn’t so your hand patted the red hair, slightly touching the ears on his head. “My names Y/n.” Without a warning he jumps up and knocks you down, leaning onto of you and starts to lick across your face. His hands on your chest and tail making a breeze.

You laughed and tried to move but he didn’t let up on his actions. You smelled too good. You called him a good boy. A perfect mate for him. He leaned up and didn’t let his hands up from your stomach. “Eijiro Kirishima.” His smile was so wide you saw his teeth that looked perfectly white and sharp. Taking a breath you smile up at the hybrid you just met. “Nice to met you.” He jumped off you and waited for you to get up.

When you did you brushed off yourself and whipped your face off. Kiri stood up finally and you looked up at him, he was one of the biggest hybrids you have ever seen. Blushing at his height you giggled, he was just a huge puppy. “Are you here to adopt?” He asked, his ears and tail stopping and going down. You could tell he was sad and you wondered why.

“Yes, I am.” You see him look at the floor and a sad smile grew on his face. “They’d be luck to have you.” The heart in your chest shattered at his tone, so quick to dismiss himself. “Would you be willing to get adopted? I was looking for a dog hybrid…If you’re willing.” Kiri’s head shit up and his body started to wage and bounce. The sparkle in his eyes reappeared and his happiness coming back.

The next thing you know his arms are wrapping themselves around you and pulling you closer, his tongue licking your cheek. You patted his head, “I’ll take that as a yes.” You didn’t expect to meet the hybrid of your dreams on the first day of looking but here he was. “Mate, going home with my mate.” His words made you tense up. Mate? Does he think you’re his mate… Why doesn’t that not sound wrong?

“Okay, let’s go so I can go to the office.” He whined and hugged you closer. His head rested on your shoulder and he refused to let you go, he had a person for the first time. Too soon to let go. “You can come with him, but I need to walk.” He felt your chest vibrate with laughter and he huffed. His arms let your waist go but hooked on your arm instead.

You didn’t expect him to be so clingy and protective over you but that’s what he was. You’re now his home. But there’s no other pup for you.

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zwolfgames · 1 month

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Can we have more Yandere mha x child reader please 😁🙏

*Thank you for the request! I' unsure wether you wanted a continuation of the original two parts or a new one. This one us a continuation but I was fairly out of ideas so I hope this is alright. If you did mean a totally new concept then I'll be happy to write that too :3)

Requested: Annon

Warnings: Kinda child abuse but not in a violence or sexual way. Manipulation. Incorrect lore. Binding. Yandere.

(3rd person PoV)

Y/N. The one kid know to have escaped the league of villains.

But what no one told the news, was that you were also the one kid to escape all of class 1A. A class of pshyco's.

Now that you look back at it. You had been naive.

Trusting these heroes. Just for them to use you as a doll, as a baby to coddle because they felt bad. Because they needed it.

But no one ever asked you... no one.It had been another two long years now.

Your body had finally been allowed to age without Eri being there to revert you, even if she was willing or not. You still weren't sure if that child had been in the same situation as you... But you didn't have time to look back.

Not when they were hunting you.

Now that some war between villains and hero's was around the corner. The searches became more intense. You'd catch Bakugo not two alleys down from you.

See Tokoyami and Hawks patrol from above.

Allmight had been caught in disguise just yesterday.

They were closing in on you.

You had only gotten away up untill now by cuttibg your hair differently. Wearing baggy... stolen.. clothes and caking dirt all over your face.

But what had to be done had to be done.

It's not like the villains left you alone either.

Altough, with the criminal circkles you had affiliated in, as was totally allowed for a 10 year old... you had heard of them trying to find you.

And you know... for someone's whos mentally just 12, that was scary.So you had trained yourself to fight a bit... Wich wouldn't do a lot against grown adults... but the tought was nice.

It's not like your quirk would be of any help. Crying pearls only helped you get by. And thats it...

But naturally, a story couldn't go on with it's main character living peacefully.

As you were napping on your little cleaned up dumpster of a home, you got knocked out of it as the whole plastic container got kicked to it's side.

An all too exited Kirishima came running to grab you off of the floor.You rolled out of the way. Kicking over some cardboard to slow him down as you sprinted away.

The boy just used his quirk to smash trough any and all obstacles. He had one goal in mind. And that is to take their shared sibling back.

Sibling was a better title then your actual role was. You're more of an emotional support pet....

Just as you think you'd still manage to get away from Kirishama, a tendril of grey scarf wraps firmly around you.

You're snatched up and quickly find yourself trapped in someones arms.

The man didn't even want to talk right now. He had gotten way too attached to you. A little kid with barely any power. Those kind of people is what he vowed to protect.

And even tough it seemed like you didn't want anything to do with him or other hero's. Aizawa was sure you'd understand that you needed the protection when the war began.

That you'd need a parental figure-He means... that he'd be available if you ever needed... guidance.

So in no time were you back to U.A.. Wrists bound like an animal.

You didn't like these people anymore...

They made you feel weak, useless...

Not human.

Just a plaything...

You were once again reverted back to an 8 year old and this time, kept in a diffrent room.

"So, like I said, you'll be sleeping in my room now, alright kiddo? I promise this is just for your safety. See, we even set up your own little bed. Yaorozu even made you a plush of your favorite dinosaur. And well... Koda.. tried to do that aswell- but- nevermind." Aizawa explained as he showed you your... incredibly cozy bed. Tough having to sleep in the same room as the guy that had essentially brought you into this mess..

Not your favourite.

"Don't look so depressed kid. It could be way worse. The villains could have killed you by now. You really shouldn't have run from us. We're just keeping you safe." Aizawa sighs and rubs your now messily cut hair.

You just huff in the little defiance you had left.

How dare he try and say that the villains who just as much wanted you back were trying to kill you?

Did he think you were stupid?

Probably.

Actually, undoubtedly.

They must all think that, that the slightest gust of wind would blow you away.

What did even see in you? Just a child?

No one would go this far for just a child...But you were their child. Group effort. Class project.

That was you. A responsibility they took way too seriously.

You still yearn for the reality where you could have just been delivered to an orphanage. Gotten an actual normal family.

A mom and a dad... or a mom and a mom... or a dad and a da- okay look you just didn't care as long as it wasn't this...

"Look, and we got you even more toys. And Midoriya mentioned that you liked to draw? Right? So only the best supplies for our little hero." Aizawa tries to smile.

You didn't know wether he was the only one that actually noticed how wrong this all was... he knew... but he couldn't give you up... give you away.

He never intended for this... but his class had also gotten attached... he wasn't alone in this... And that sucked for you.

Because escape attempt after escape attempt just ended up as you getting more stuck.

Ankle chain, gps tracker, locked doors, barred windows, constant surveillance.

How is no one saying anything against this? Why is this just being allowed?

Why did the freedom rule not count for you?

Where is the law?

Nowhere.

Not for you.

Its never been there for you.

And honestly, that hurt.

Why didn't anyone help you?

Why weren't you saved?

You littarly live with hero's and you're the victim.

This isn't okay...

And you couldn't do anything about it.

So you broke.

Going from defiant child to broken toy in days. Rotting in your extremly comfrotable bed like a depressed teenager.

Wich techically you could almost classify for mentally. Just half a year more.

Getting dragged out of your bed to be passes around like a plushy for movie nights was common now.

The students were getting more nervous too with the upcoming war.

Ochako coddled you more.

Deku had been teaching you about all his quirk knowledge as if he was scared he's die.

Aizawa was fixing up more safety manners.

Hawks had been coming over to babysit during actual hero school lessons.

Wich was even more awkard.

"Hey kid, smile."

"Y/N, can you draw me?"

"You're so cute Y/N, why don't i just take you with me instead? Im sure they wouldn't mind."

"Kiddo, want to go shopping?"

"Y/N."

"Kid."

"Kid..."

You were not a kid...

Stop it.

Why can't they leave you alone.

So you cried. Embarrassingly so in Hawk's presence. Pearls fell from your eyes and the pro hero looked on in awe.

Cupping your cheeks and whispering sweet words to try and comfort you.

Wrapping his wings around you and patting your head.

And dammit if you didn't hate all of them you would have loved this.

But after this... there really wasn't any escape.

War was spent in a bunker.

The survivors clung to you for dear life after the events and you just had to sit trough it like the good doll you were.

Smile and wave Y/N.

You weren't ever free.

And you never will be.

#yandere #yandere x reader #platonic yandere #xreader #gender neutral reader #gn reader #yandere mha #yandere bnha #tw yandere #yandere writing #yandere imagine #mha #mha x reader #mha bakugou #bnha #my hero academia #platonic yandere mha

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sweetnsour1 · 2 years

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7:10

Fluff, Bakugou x g/n reader

*SPOILERS* please don’t read if you don’t keep up with manga. iykyk

“The fuck is this?”

You poked your head into the hallway to see Bakugou holding a package by the corner with two fingers. His arm was completely stretched out like he was worried something would jump out of it. His head tilted sideways so he could read the label.

“Hmmmmm…Looks like a box.”

“It’s for me. Did you-“ His head snapped up and you darted back into the bedroom. You heard his growl as he followed you. You closed the door and locked it.

“The fuck? I told you to not buy me random shit!”

“Who says it’s from me?”

“Why the hell are you hidin’ then, hero?”

“Because you’re scary?” He laughed and you heard him rip tape.

“You’ve never been scared of me, brat. No need to start now.”

You heard the rustling of paper. You heard the box landing on the floor. Then you didn’t hear anything.

“Katsuki? Okay…now you’re scaring me.“

You unlocked the door and peeked into the hall, but he wasn’t standing there. You stepped out and tripped over a pair of muscular thighs. He caught you before you could fall, pulling you into his lap.

“Y/n.”

He nuzzled into your neck, but didn’t say anything else. You ran your fingers through his blonde hair and just listened to him breathe. After a couple of minutes, you lifted his face. His eyes were glistening, but his face was dry of tears. You lifted his hair so you could kiss his forehead. You peppered kisses across his brow line, his eyelids, his cheeks, his nose, and his lips. Your last kiss was at his jaw line as you leaned your head against his shoulder, angling yourself to look at what was in his hands.

“Am I still in trouble for breaking the I-don’t-need-random-fucking-presents rule?”

His grip on you tightened, while the hand holding the autographed first-edition hero cards of Edgeshot, Best Jeanist, and Allmight remained gentle. He sighed, set them back in the box, and wrapped you tighter in his arms.

“These are not fucking random.”

Masterlist

#bakugou fluff #bakugou #mha fluff #katsuki x y/n #mha bakugou #mha drabbles #bakugou fic #bakugou x reader #bnha fluff #bnha spoilers #bnha imagines

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finneysbaseball · 2 years

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Ok ok ok hear me out hcs for vance...and y\n...with a horrible sense of humor like you could just say "allmight" and they would be on the floor wheezing

stop i love this request sm

vance hopper x reader (gn reader mostly but if i use any other pronouns sorry in advance )

heacanons about being vance hoppers s/o and having terrible humor

tw: bad humor? idfk theres like cuss words and stuff

this literally applies to me so idk why im having such a hard time writing it😭

anyways

you'd probably laugh at him when he's playing pinball at his concentrated face

hes like a mix of "😤😠" trying to win his game

and you're just like "🤭" trying to hold in you're laugh

nah cus ik he'd be pressed

and he'd def be pouting.

i saw a video on tiktok of a baby laughing at a sweet potato. thats you.

vance would think you're psychotic

like you'd be laughing at some random like a fire hydrant for example and vance would be like "🤨"

you'd def get on his nerves

bro he'd be so annoyed with you

like you'd be laughing at something that shouldn't be funny and he'd cover your mouth

you'd laugh at that too.

did i say he'd be annoyed?

vance would not get it at all like

"tf are u laughing at shit head?"

you once laughed at the way he said "shit"

also like if you have humor like this i bet you laugh at your own jokes (me tbh)

like you'd say some kind of dad joke that nobody else laughed at and you'd be there crying laughing

little giggles all the time when u see something funny

vance could not do shit around you without hearing you giggle at literally nothing

someone could be talking a certain way and you'd giggle at it

one time you were zoning out staring at nothing and then did a little laugh and it lowkey scared vance

thats all cus u cant think of anything else💔 headcanon requests are still open!

#vance hopper x reader #finney blake #robin arellano #the black phone #brady hepner #tbp #vance hopper #bruce yamada #gwen blake #billy showalter #griffin stagg

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gensiswrites · 6 months

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Lazy

Shoto todoroki x Reader

You’re very lazy, you didn’t want to go to UA, but the only way they could get you was on a couch, you had a very powerful quirk, but never felt like using it. Suicide squad x MHA ish!!!

After Aizawa finish explaining to the class that a new student was coming in, everyone was extremely excited to see her, but never expected this. As Aizawa called All might to bring her in, he was pulling in a couch with a girl laying on it, she was on her phone, listening to music, it got shoto eyes about how beautiful she was but also how she was very lazy.

Silent hit the floor, no one was talking, just staring at the girl, she finally looked up and saw everyone was staring at her. She took a deep breathe and slowly started falling off the couch to the floor. Once she hit the floor, she looked at All might to give her a hand, he did.

She got up, and looked around at everyone. She took a deep breathe (once again) and explained how her name was Y/n L/n, and how she was force against her will to come here. Until all might cut her off “W-what wait hold on. Haha we would never bring a student against their will, We just needed her to control her quirk, and thought this was the best place” All might said quickly.

Aizawa cut in, and that it was it was the best time to explain her quirk. He took everyone to the gym, and looked at her.

“Enchantress” you said quietly, a non human entity took over your body. Enchantress looked over the floor and then looked at over to the long hair guy, “go get it.” Aizawa demanded, you disappeared and came back with a book, but you weren’t at the same place, you were next to a half and half, red and white hair guy, he looked scared, you started feeling up his hair.

“That’s enough, bring Y/n back”

You switched to your old self and felt better, but also tired, you didn’t want to do the again, but the nap would feel amazing. You went back to your teacher and looked at Allmight with a “can I sleep on your back” face. He allowed and you went to sleep fast.

You didn’t hear what they were saying about you, and you didn’t really care, but you knew it wasn’t good.

Part 2 coming soon!!!

#fanfic #x reader #bnha bakugou #katsuki bakugo x reader #shoto todoroki #shoto x reader #todorki shouto

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marsssbarrrr · 1 year

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Dabi x AllMight’s Quirkless Daughter Reader - Caught

Pure. Fuckin. Angst.

Was listening to Rewrite the Stars from the Greatest Showman while writing this so expect the vibes to be heavy 🙈

Fuck. Fuck.

How could the plan go so terribly? You’d gotten the League all the information they needed. You’d preformed perfectly- as had they. But here they were. Trapped in holding cells, under consistent surveillance.

Somehow, in all the chaos, no one was any the wiser about you being apart of the League. After all, you were All Might’s perfect, feeble, quirkless daughter.

Not like you’d be capable of that anyway.

So here you were, tasked with bringing your former friends their dinner. The surveillance was heavy, so you had to be careful not to let anything slip.

The rooms were quirk-proof, a precaution to keep you safe. What a joke. They were worried the League members would try to attack you. Ridiculous.

After making your rounds, Dabi was all that was left.

You’d been in a tough situationship with him for a little over a month now. Stolen kisses and drunken escapades- it was fun. But that’s all it was. All it could ever be. Feelings…needed to stay out of it.

You scan your ID, and the door to the cell opens.

“Dabi.”

His head turned lazily around at the sound of your voice. He was frail, probably due to the slop you’d been forced to feed him daily. That tacked on with the fact he only got two a day, as well as him not getting much physical activity, made his stature almost ironically fitting.

He was on the floor, legs bent doing sit-ups. His shirt was on the other side of the room.

The cameras were in all four corners, as to avoid having any blind spots.

“Well hey there, Doll Face.”

You sighed, setting his food on the table and turning to leave, albeit reluctantly.

Suddenly he was behind you, hand gently rested on your wrist.

“Wait.”

You knew what time it was. The surveilling guard was kn his dinner break right now, and you had maybe five minutes. Maximum.

“Y/N. Please.”

Dabi knew what time it was too.

“Dabi…we can’t.”

You knew exactly what he wanted. A conversation. You couldn’t look back at him, not when you know he had that look in his eyes. Not when he’d been trying to have this conversation for weeks now, and you’d avoided it before they all ended up caught.

“Please…”

He sounded so broken though. So…done.

Gently, he pulled you to him, hugging you from behind. You closed your eyes, reveling in the feeling. In another life, maybe another world, he’s be hugging you like this from behind after he came home from work. You’d be cooking dinner, the house would smell of marinated chicken and potatoes.

Just one last time, you decided. This was the last time.

“Y/N. Listen to me. You need to stop running. From your father, from this, from us. From me.”

Your eyes fluttered open, bringing you back to reality.

“That’s not possible, Touya.”

He sighed, turning you around and lacing your fingers in his. He brought his other hand to cup your face.

“All I want to do, Y/N. All I want to do is kiss you. We could do it, you know? Get out. Get things back to how they used to be. You and me. Screw the others. Screw out fathers- screw society. Y/N, we could leave. Please, fuck,” he looked into your eyes when you almost pulled away, “stay with me.”

You sighed. No time like the present, right? “Touya… I’m not yours.” Your voice broke heavily. “I don’t deserve you- you don’t deserve to be trapped with someone like me. I’m going to get you all out of here…but I won’t be coming with you, Touya. Eventually you’ll see- I’m not the one for you.”

His eyes watered, as did yours. He wasn’t physically incapable of crying, but you were. You had to wrap this up, before it got any more difficult.

“Touya…Dabi. I can’t come with you.”

His eyes searched yours. “Y/N, since you walked through the door of that bar I have loved you. I love you. Please, fuck, don’t do this.”

“Touya, everything is keeping us apart. Our lineage, society, hell even what we want out of life. It’s impossible, Touya.”

“It’s not.”

He squeezed your hand harder, and you looked back up to him. “Y/N, it’s possible. You and me, baby,” his voice cracked, “we can do this-”

“No, we can’t. Do you know why I joined the League, Touya? I wanted to be free. I was sick of society walking all over me and others for things we couldn’t control. There are things we can’t do, Touya, and tearing down all of society? That’s one of them. I’ll get you all out of here. But after that…”

“Y/N-”

“After that you’ll realize, Touya. I’m not the one meant for you.”

“Y/N, all i want is you.”

“And all i want is you. But, Touya,” a sob slipped through, “I can’t have you.”

He pulled you close, kissing you, This was different. Tears mixed with blood and feelings clashed. For him, this kiss was hope. For you, it was goodbye.

You pulled away. “Touya. I can’t have you.”

He looked at you, eyes searching yours once more. “Baby…Y/N, please.”

“Goodbye, Touya.”

Your hand slipped from his, and you made sure to shut the door behind you. You broke down onto the floor, back against the door. Sobs wracked your whole body.

A week later, the footage was leaked to the public. The night you were meant to break the League out. Those left in this fucked society decided, you were to be executed.

Your last thought, as you faced the blood stained wall, was that if you’d only been faster. If you’d only seen through what the heroes were planning that day. You could have stopped this.

The footage was broadcasted around the nation, All Might’s child’s execution. It was ironic, in a way. A real fuck you to society.

As the executioner cocked his gun, you thought to yourself. Maybe this was written in the stars. Maybe, if you’d tried harder. If you’d been better. You and Touya could be back with all the League in a safe house right now. If you fought, now, you could have him. You could try to fight the guard, try to get to him.

You could have him.

All Might’s daughter and Endeavors son. What a ridiculous notion.

Just before the bullet hit, your last thought hit you and your vision blurred, tears finally falling.

Not like you’d be capable of that anyway.

#mha angst #light angst #mha dabi #touya todoroki #dabi #league of villains #my hero academia #my hero academia x reader #dabi x reader #touya todoroki x reader #touya todoroki angst #dabi angst

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imnotmadas · 2 years

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IF UNCOMFORTABLE BLOCK NOT REPORT

Timeskip!Husband!Todoroki x Gender! Neutral!Reader

Warning: Edges, mentions of piss in sexual activity, spanking, begging, corrupt, mentions of sexual activity.

Boyfriend!Todoroki is very in love with you, like this man will never leave you. He is clingyyyy, like this man won’t let you go run errands alone. Also, he is very comfortable with you one time you were fixing your makeup in the bathroom. He just walks in whip it out and piss right infront of you.

“Why are you staring at me?”

“Your dick is out, pissing while looking at me”

“It’s nothing you haven’t seen before. You wanna lick me clean, don’t you?”

“Shoto Todoroki, I’m not trying to get kidney damage”

“My pee can change to cold while you-“

“Oh nah, you acting very slutty today”

Boyfriend!Todoroki is a pervert. I know this man is a freak in the sheets. He recommend to put a dildo on his mouth, while you ride his face. I guess, he is taking Megans words too seriously. He wants to get slut out. Slap him, edge him, tease him, corrupt him, make him beg. Don’t get it twisted, he is still the dom at the end of the day. He will put you in your place.

“Who are you talking to?”

“Allmight, you obviously”

“You think you’re funny, huh?”

“The funniest, what you mad big boy?”

“Y/n don’t act like I would pop that cute ass of yours”

“What? Are you too pussy?”

“Alright”

Request is open

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unidentified-ending · 8 months

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"Out of the Shadows"

Aizawa and Class 1a x ftm!bullied!student!reader

Part 2

Tw: violence, purposely deadnaming and misgendering, internal transphobia

"Oh shit, I'm gonna be late" You curse and quickly run to your homeroom class, when you got there you took a deep breath.

You slowly opened the door, forcefully pushing down the anxiety inside of your body. Everyone looked towards you, you thought you were going to collapse on the ground from the embarrassment.

"Everyone look at me, not at him. Y/n, sit down at your desk." Aizawa says, keeping an eye on you for for your body actions and behaviour.

He thought it was incredibly surprising, you haven't been late for the whole year you'd been there, though the curious-ness wasn't even slightly portrayed on his face.

After homeroom, Mic walked in energetically, ready to teach class 1a. Aizawa signaled for you to come outside with him, Midoriya saw and looked at you from across the classroom.

You hesitated, but you got up in the end and went outside with him. Nobody else saw because they were too focused on what Mic was saying.

"Let's walk and talk" He said as he started walking along the corridor, you walked beside him, confused as to what he wanted to talk to you about AND where you were going.

"I'm not going to beat around the bush Y/n, Midoriya told me yesterday that there was a dispute between you, Minato and his friends. I need you to be honest with me here, is something going on?" Aizawa said as he slid open the door to the staff room, revealing Vlad, Midnight and AllMight doing work at there computers.

"Nah, I'm fine really. It was just a little argument but it's been sorted. I'm fine" You say, lying straight to your teachers face though it was worthit, you didn't want anymore problems than you already had.

Aizawa knew you were lying to him but still said

"Alright, could you help me sort out these papers please, they're kind of stacking up?" He asked, just trying to make you stay away from the class, knowing they would pester you about what happened.

All the teachers looked up in amazement that he was asking you to help him do something. Aizawa never asks anyone to do anything let alone a student. Even at your own amazement you still agreed to do it, how bad could it be to help out a teacher.

For the next hour or so, you and Aizawa sorted out some paperwork and had a nice conversation then before you realised it, the lunch bell rang and you were about to leave but Aizawa stopped you and said

"If you ever need any help just come to me and I'll be open" he gave you a small smile and you smiled back at him and left, going to meet Midoriya and Uraraka who were probably eating in the cafeteria.

You hurried towards the cafeteria, enticed by the delicious smell of food. Hoping for a less crowded lunchtime, you walked with urgency until someone called out to you.

"Hey! You fucking female. Turn around and face some real mean for once." You recognised the voice of the person, Riku. And standing right behind him was Asahi. Though you weren't going to back down.

"What the hell do you want!" You shouted at them from across the corridor.

"We want your money" Riku says as he advanced upon you, with a big smirk on his face.

"No way, get away from me" You said as he stood right in your face and tried to grab you but you elbowed him in the chest and ran....again. you were so weak for doing that, even a real man could of fought.

You snapped right out of your thoughts and kept running, startled, you hurriedly made your way forward, turning corners quickly, until you unintentionally ran into the entrance of the men's locker room.

You heard a couple boys talking around the corner and you thought you were safe until you saw Minato and Haruki talking and laughing before Haruki spotted you peeking around the corner of the changing rooms.

He pointed to you and Minato turned to you, you quickly exited the locker rooms but Riku and Asahi were about 10 meters away from the locker room and they saw you.

They ran towards you, you stood there for 5 seconds pondering your options, they were going to do something to you anyways so you ran back into the locker rooms, where Minato and Haruki were waiting for you.

Just then Riku and Asahi ran into the locker rooms.

And then you realised, you were doomed.

"Riku, you brought him for me. That's nice." Minato said as he pushed you down against the floor of the locker room, you sat up, looking scared but hateful at them.

"Go on then, do whatever you want with his stuff but just don't hurt him, that's my job" Minato laughed and the rest of the group pounced on you like some sort of animal and started searching your pockets for cash flinging you stuff out the way and harassing you.

!The scene isn't finished there so the next part will be a continuation of the end scene!

Hey guys, that was part 2. If I think about it, they're may be a part 4 if not then enjoy the last part that's coming tomorrow.

This hasn't been edited and I was so tired when I made this so don't expect it to be great and good.

By the way, some smut is approaching so stick around for that.

If you liked it drop me a follow and a like

And remember

Drink some water and wat some food, you deserve it :DD

It's 2:43 am, Zyler signing out

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a-pretty-nerd · 1 year

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Tomura Shigaraki x AllMight!daughter!reader

Chapter 17

Premis:

When The League of Villians discovers that AllMight has a daughter, they are quick to snatch you up and hold you hostage. Shigaraki had a careful and thought-out plan, but that was before you got there. Now you're in the mood for some not-so-healthy rebellion.

Word Count: 2,095

Warnings: Mentions of a P.L.F attack, cannon violence, mentions of smut but no smut occurs, (next chapter, I promise) Shigaraki flirting.

A/N:

So um....how was everyone's 2022? This chapter is kind of just a lead up to another smut chapter. It talks about smut occurring and again, if smut is not your thing you can skip the next one. But I hope you guys enjoy a Christmas themed thing going on. I don't usually write stuff for the holiday but this seemed fun.

Chapter 16

Progress has come to an abrupt standstill. You and a few others watched the news as it played from a comically large and expensive TV. A P.L.F affiliated group was busted the morning of Dec 24th. You watched it unfold as your teeth gently gnawed at the inside of your lip.

No one seemed too devastated by the news. Some critized their fellow members for being so careless and getting themselves caught. The members had been planning their own attack and the police were tipped off by an anonymous source. It felt weird. As a Paranormal Liberation Front memeber, you felt like you should be inclined to feel bad for the criminals. But as the news anchors read out the terrorists' plans to attack a very populated mall, your stomach turned.

Many around you joked and mocked their fellow P.L.F memebers. Not insulting their goal, but the events leading up to their capture. You thought their whole plan was ghastly. Disturbing the peace, just to make a statement. Killing indiscriminately just to prove a point, it made you sick. You were a P.L.F memeber, you fought for your freedom. Against the system that fails so many and kills more than it helps. A system that lies and cheats for the sake of control. To bring an end to the suffering, that is what you fought for. So no more little kids had to grow up like you. That is what you would die for.

Spinner sat close by and watched the TV intently. He rolled the lint he'd picked off of his sweater between his fingers as he watched. He muttered something to himself.

"What was that?" You asked, your voice tired. You'd been rudely awakened by Toga to come watch this news. You were still in your PJs. Spinner looked surprised you even heard him.

"Oh uh- Nothing I was just talking to myself." He tried to brush it off.

You turned away. Across the screen played footage of weapons the attackers were planning on using during the attack. It seems they were attempting to disguise them as Christmas presents.

"Authorities say the terrorists were planning on wearing Christmas costumes in an attempt to disguise themselves." The news anchor announced.

"That's so stupid."

"That's so stupid!"

Spinner and you spoke in unison. You couldn't help but laugh. The absurdity of it got to you. Spinner's face turned from shock to a amusement. He let out a shy chuckle. You shared this moment and then fell quiet again. The news continued until the segment changed to something a little more light-hearted. A celebrity charity event for the winter holidays.

"Y/N." Toga called from behind. Her voice was dull, but loud in your ear. Your muscles tensed. She startled you. You turned to look at her.

"Oh, hey Toga." Her eyes were pretty fixed on the TV. It took her a moment to remember why she approached you in first place. Her face was emotionless, she was very clearly tired. She looked at you and recited a line.

"Have you had anymore time to look at that file we collected lat week?" The file containing your medical history. The file filled with memories your mother worked to desperately to hide from you. It hurt to look at that report. More than you'd like to admit. You'd been avoiding it ever since Shigaraki gave it back to you. You swallowed.

"Uh, no. Not really. Why do you ask?" You turned to her, nervous butterflies flapping away in your stomach at the thought of her growing annoyed with you. Toga shrugged and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Boss man told me to ask you about it." She confessed. A confused smile tugged at your lip. You chuckled.

"Well I appreciate the honesty, but why didn't he just ask me that in person?" Toga sat herself down between you and Spinner, who was now making a point to try and act like he wasn't listening in on your conversation.

"I don't know, why don't you just go ask him yourself? He's just in his apartment."

"What? She's just supposed to stomp on over to SHIGARAKI!?" Spinner interjected.

"He has a point." You agreed.

"What? It's just Shigaraki."

"We watched our leader decimate entire cities and he's 'just Shigaraki,' to you!?" Spinner was outraged. Toga, was too tired to care. She slowly blinked at her peer before answering.

"What? Yeah we've seen him go ape shit a couple times-"

"A couple- A couple times!? Toga you are severely underplaying the role our leader has played."

"Look, I get that you're Shigaraki's personal yes man and all but he's not some overlord: ruler of all evil. He's the NERD that rounded up a bunch of lucky suckers, alright!?"

"He is a nerd." You agreed.

"Wha! He is the ruler of the new world we are working to build!" Spinner continued, his voice growing higher and higher with every contradicting addition to the conversation. Toga was relentless.

"You're just saying that because you're a nerd." Toga stonewalled.

"You are a nerd." You agreed with a smile.

"Stay out of this, Y/N!" Spinner squeaked. Your smile widened as you chuckled to yourself proudly. You lifted yourself from the couch and left the room as their bickering continued. You walked out into the large, long hallway. The building was massive, felt and looked more like a mall than a residential building. Which way to Shigaraki's apartments again?

You shuffled down the hall, hands in the pockets of your lounge wear. Why did Shigaraki send Toga to ask you something instead of just asking you himself? Seems a bit out of character for him, don't you think? Especially asking about something so, intense. You thought on this as you approached his dwelling. For a moment, you hesitated. Shigaraki doesn't like to be bothered. But then again, you've bothered him before. He doesn't seem to mind too much when you do it.

You grin to yourself at that thought. He's oh so fond of you. Especially after that night. The night you threw any sort of caution to the wind. Shigaraki hadn't said a word to you about it since. In fact, he'd been far too busy to even speak to you at all. Apart of you worried that you had crossed a line and made him upset. But then you thought about that night.

The way he kissed you. The way he moaned for you. The way he looked at you. You shuttered at the thought. Remember how eager he was to return the favor? You catch yourself before your knees can buckle out from under you.

You knock on the door. No answer. Knock again, you hear faint shuffling. Suddenly, a voice.

"Come in." Tomura grumbles from a speaker you'd neglected to notice by the door. You look up at the camera above the door, and you wave. The door before you unlocks, and you push forward into his humble abode.

Tomura's "apartments" is more similar to the kind of master suite a luxury tech hotel might have. There's a lot of furniture that is almost hilariously luxurious in comparison to how you were living with the League only a few months ago. You wondered why Shigaraki would even leave such a nice and comfortable home much less to live in an abandoned building.

You follow the sound of keyboard tapping. Down yet another hall, into a "home office." Tomura sits at a desk that is riddled with monitors. He has eyes on the security systems of the whole building. The two screens in front of him reveal him to be preoccupied by what appears to be a very intense video game match. You watch him play as you enter the room.

"Working hard, or hardly working?" You joked. Tomura scoffed.

"First you critique my plans. Now you're critiquing my down time?" His eyes didn't leave the screen.

"It's not that. It's just that Spinner told me not to bother big boss man while he's busy." You mocked. Tomura let out a soft chuckle.

"Spinners a nerd." He grumbled.

"That's what I said. I said you're both nerds- oh! Nice shot." You laughed as you watched him play. The match ended a few minutes later. Tomura sat back in his chair and finally turned to look at you. Something about him looking so relaxed made him so attractive.

"What do you want?" He grumbled. You took in a deep breath before answering.

"I wanted to know why you sent Toga to ask me about my file instead of asking me yourself."

"Well? Have you look at the file?" He tried to change the subject.

"Answer me first, please." You slouched. Tomura avoided eye contact.

"I thought you'd be more honest if it came from Toga." You didn't expect that answer.

"More honest? Do you think I'm dishonest with you, Shigaraki?"

"I didn't say that. And I told you to call me Tomura." He reminded. The memory flowed through your mind. The way he breathlessly whispered it to you.

"Then why, Tomura?" You asked again.

"I told you why." His eyes found you again. Clearly you were beginning to annoy him, but he was pacing himself. You sighed. This would go nowhere.

"I haven't looked at it again. I don't want to know anymore. I'm afraid it'll start another episode."

"But it's important." He pushed.

"It's my file. I'll read it when I'm ready." You said firmly. Tomura straightened himself and looked away again.

"I don't think you're dishonest with me." He spoke after a moment of silence. "You and Toga are close. She's your friend, right?" His eyes shot up to yours. You thought back to the first moment you met. How terrified you were of this strange girl dressed in uniform that had snatched you up in the gym bathroom. You smiled. How strange it was to call her friend, but how wonderful it felt to have a friend.

"I guess." You smiled.

"You guess?"

"I mean- yeah. She's my friend. But, you're my friend too, right Tomura?" You didn't expect that to make him blush and turn away. You felt proud. You approached the back of his chair and place your hands over his shoulders. "Companion, was it? That's what you called me?" He fell silent. His body stiff and warm. You could see the blush creep across the back of his ears.

"Do you celebrate Christmas?" He abruptly asked.

"Huh?" You asked, bewildered.

"Do you celebrate Christmas? Isn't it tomorrow or whatever?"

"Uh well, not really. My mom's not really into holidays. So usually Christmas was just a card and half-assed present from my Dad."

"I want to celebrate it. With you." He told you. Now it was your turn to blush.

"Have you ever celebrated Christmas before?" You asked him.

"No. But I want to." You smiled and leaned forward so that your chin rested on his shoulder.

"Funny, I expected you to be more of a grinch around christmas."

"Well, now I have someone to celebrate it with." He said it so matter of factly. "And I already know what I want." He stood. He watched him as he turned and starred at you with a look you'd never seen on him before. His expression was soft, but his eyes peirced through you. That look alone sent a chill down your spine. He took a step forward and you took a step back as you spoke.

"Yeah? What's that?" You tried to smile through your nerves as your back pressed against the wall. He took a deep breath before it shook out of him. He may have you against the wall, but both of you have turned into nervous messes.

"Do you remember..." the words faded in his throat. He swallowed and then tried again. "That night, on the couch?" His eyes looked down to your lips.

"Of course."

"You offered me-" He didn't know what word to use.

"I offered you?"

"You gave me...you-"

"I offered you companionship, and when we realized we couldn't I... I made up for it." His eyes darkened and a smile stretched across his face.

"You never let me return the favor." His face was so close. The itch to kiss him became intense.

"Is that what you want?"

"And more." His voice was so deep and confident. You couldn't help but smile.

"You really want that?" You asked, your hand resting on his chest. The way he relaxed at your touch was adorable.

"I want you for Christmas." He whispered in your ear.

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the-wisteria-house · 10 months

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Requests and Rules

I will currently take requests for Demon Slayer and My Hero Academica for the following characters. (If you're not sure about a request, you can still submit it, and I'll get back to you :) )

MHA

Shoto Aizawa

Oboro Shirakumo (loud cloud)

Keigo Takami (Hawks)

Toshinori Yagi (Allmight)

Shoto Todoroki

Katsuki Bakugo

Izuku Midoriya

Hitoshi Shinsou

Mirai Sasaki (Sir Night Eye)

Miro Togata (lemillion)

Rody Soul

Tenya Iida

Tensei Iida

(If there is someone you want that is not listed, you can still send a request, and I'll see)

Demonslayer

Giyuu Tomioka

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Genya Shinazugawa

Kyojuro Rengoku

Shinjuro Rengoku

Tanjiro Kamado

Inosuka Hashibira

Sabito

( If you want a character not listed, feel free to still send a request)

Please Note: I will do past ships with characters listed and not listed, for example: Past Tengen x Reader with Present Rengoku x reader.

I will also do none romantic ships with people listed and not listed.

Rules/ Things I won't write

Yander

It's fine if you like that stuff, but I just can't write it well. Now, that's not to say i won't do a, for example: character x (y/n) where (y/n) has a stalker and is saved by the Character of your choice.

Incest

This is self-explanatory.

Smut

I'm not good at writing explicit scenes. I'll write spicy scenes that fade to black and imply that something occurred, but not smut.

Polyamory/ Polygamy

I myself am not Poly and feel I would not be able to properly write such fics. So, no Rengoku x Tengen x Y/N. But I will do love triangles like were (y/n) has to choose one or the other.

Male (y/n)

I'm not a male, so I don't think I'd be all that good a writing (y/n) as one since I don't know the male experience. (Sorry to all my guys out there, but I mostly write in second person, so you can imagine (y/n) as a male)

OC's

I won't do OCs, but an exception is for example would be: Endeavor, and (Y/n) were together as teens, and (Y/n) got pregnant, and he left her, now he's trying to make things right with his son.

(Y/N) is still in the story, but the main focus is her son and his relationship with Endeavor, and (Y/n) and him are in no way getting back together.

Please try to be specific and give me a lot of details.

Example request:

Tanjiro x (Y/n) where (y/n) is Rengoku's younger sister (not a demon slayer), and they meet after Rengoku died on the train. They end up connecting and becoming pin pals, and over time, fall in love.

Tanjiro comes to visit her and Senjuro, and Shinjuro (who is now sober) pulls him aside and tells him to stop waiting on asking (y/n) out because if he doesn't, he'll regret it. He heads Shinjuro's advice and asks (y/n) out.

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nightfang22 · 10 months

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Bite of Fate

A/N: I could not get this idea out of my head so let me know if you guys enjoy it!I wanted to make a spicier part 2 but I'm on the fence so let me know if that's something that you guys would enjoy and remember my requests and asks are always open!

Warnings:18+,Minors DNI,abusive boyfriend,light physical abuse,emotional abuse and trauma,piercing,light biting.

Pairing:Tattoo Artist!Izuku Midoriya x f!Reader

Word Count:1.9k

The smell of rubbing alcohol and the sound of soft mechanical buzzing filled your ears as soon as you opened the doors. It was a beautiful shop, really. The walls covered in gorgeous art work on the inside and cute window stickering on the outside. You felt butterflies jitter in your tummy as you thought about what you were about to do. Admittedly, you didn't really want to do this. You had always wanted a tattoo but you certainly didn't want someone's name on your body forever. You felt a firm jolt on your arm as your boyfriend, Jonathan, tugged you along. "Oh no. You are not chickening out on me now. Not after I caught you hanging around those guys like some needy slut." He whispered with venom in your ear. You shuddered and almost teared up at his words.

**Flash Back**

After a long day of convincing, your friend Mina had dragged you along to hang out with her friends. Your phone had died but those couple of silent hours with Mina, Bakugo, Kirishima, Denki, and Sero were the most peaceful you've had since you met Jonathan. The peace soon came to an end though when he went out scrambling for you and you were at a cute little karaoke club with them all having a few much deserved drinks, in your opinion. He looked at them, almost sneering his smile was so sickeningly sweet before snatching you up by the arm. You whimpered out in pain and then Bakugo stood up abruptly. Kirishima soon following. "That's not very manly to treat your lady like that, man." Your boyfriend just rolled his eyes at Kiri. Bakugo started making small explosions in his palms. "Are we going to have a problem, Dynamight?" Jonathan snarled as he spat his hero name at him. Before Bakugo could go any further, you smiled through your tears. "It's okay, guys. Thanks for inviting me out tonight, Mina. It was a lot of fun." She smiled at you and nodded. "We should do it again sometime soon!" She said, knowing full well you wouldn't be allowed out of the house for months after this incident. You simply nodded and waved your goodbyes as Jonathan yanked you along.

**Back To Present**

You shook your head as if that would wipe the memory of the previous night. You hear someone in front of you clear their throat and you look up to see a mop of green, curly hair that's got a nice undercut with designs similar to that of AllMight's silver age hero costume shaved into it. The man has tattoos everywhere. And I do mean everywhere. His neck, full sleeves, his hands, and who knows where else. That's when you peer closer at the man's face. Butterflies of long held feeling shot through you like a cold heat when you made eye contact. You recognized those big green eyes and freckles anywhere. Your tattoo artist was… "Izuku?" You asked out loud in a quiet tone. He looked puzzled at first before it clicked. “(Y/N)? Is that you? I haven't seen you since graduation!" Your face instantly broke out into a smile. You haven't seen Izuku in almost 4 years which is roughly the amount of time you have been with Jonathan. You nod, a smile still on your face. Jonathan tugged on your arm, gritting his teeth with a fake smile. "Babe, aren't you going to introduce me?" You knew that it was more of a command and less of a request. "Oh uh of course! Jonathan, this is Izuku Midoriya. We went to UA together. We were both in class 1A. He was my best friend." You sounded wistful when talking about the past and this did not go unnoticed by either Jonathan or Izuku.

He dug his fingers into your arm to make his point more clear. "Oh right um. Izuku, this is my boyfriend, Jonathan." Izuku took note of how dull your eyes had become since he last saw you. The bruising grip this man had on you made his blood boil and he didn't like it one bit. Izuku smiled at him with this dark intensity behind his gorgeous emerald colored eyes. "So, Jonathan." Izuku nearly spat his name out like it was overcooked calamari. "What are you looking to get done today?" Jonathan narrowed his eyes at Izuku. "Actually, she's the one getting a tattoo today. She's getting my name on her neck." Izuku's eyes nearly popped out of his head when he heard that. He looked over to you only to see you eyeing the piercing jewelry. That's when a thought popped into Izuku's head. "(Y/N), do you have any other tattoos? Jumping straight to the neck isn't something that people usually do. It's quite painful and difficult to take care of." You shook your head with a quiet 'no'. "Then how about we try somewhere else hm? Maybe a different design, too. Getting someone's name tattooed on you is real bad luck in the tattoo world." You saw what he was trying to do and mouthed 'thank you'. Jonathan, however, wasn't buying it. "She either gets that or she's not getting a tattoo." He crossed his arms and smirked in triumph. Little did he know, Izuku doesn't like to lose. "Then how about a piercing? Have you ever had one?" You shook your head again with a resounding 'no'. "Well except my ears, I guess but I got those when I was a baby so I don't really remember it." Izuku nodded in thought. "Well, have you ever wanted a piercing before?" You nodded, blushing lightly. "I've always wanted to get my tongue pierced." Izuku's eyes lit up when he heard that. "That's a perfect beginning piercing! I have lots of clients who get that as their first." Jonathan scoffed in disgust and rolled his eyes. "No way. No girl of mine is getting a whore piercing like that. If you do that, we're done." Your eyes met Izuku's and he nodded microscopically. You took a step toward Izuku and smiled. "Then I guess I'm no girl of yours." You smiled for the first time in a long while. Jonathan sputtered. "What?! I knew you were fucking worthless! You're nothing without me! I'll forgive you if you just come here and be a good girl." You felt yourself shrink and your resolve diminish before Izuku stepped forward. "Well of course she's a good girl. But she's not yours anymore. Now I'll kindly ask you to either sit peacefully while I do my job or get out." Jonathan huffed but ultimately quieted down. Izuku took your hand and lead you to a chair, sitting you down and prepping you for the needle. "Have you eaten anything or had any water today? Don't want you passing out on me now." He chuckled as you nodded. Jonathan growled quietly at your interaction but something about being here with Izuku made you feel happy, safe. Like Jonathan couldn't hurt you even if he wanted to right now.

Izuku grabbed your jaw gently guiding you to open your mouth. You looked up at him and followed his every direction. "Alright now I need you to take a deep breath for me, okay? You can even close your eyes if you need to." You kept your vision steady on his face as he worked. Izuku was always so handsome when he had that determined, focused look on his face. You felt yourself blushing and you were willing it to go away because it would be obvious from so close. He took notice and smirked. He pulled your tongue out of your mouth and put the clamps on it. "Okay now deep breath in…" He counted from 3 and shoved the needle through. You felt nothing. You sat, stone faced. Izuku seemed impressed and worried. Your pain tolerance was very high due to the beatings that Jonathan regularly dealt out to you. He screwed the jewelry in and gave you some aspirin and ice for the swelling but it honestly wasn’t that swollen or anything.

You stuck your tongue out in the mirror that Izuku held up in front of you and giggled. "I love it!" Jonathan scoffed. "We're through. I can't believe you got a harlot thing like that. If you take it out, I'll consider forgiving you." You rolled your eyes and his hand snapped across your face the moment it happened, making your tongue throb. Izuku caught his wrist. "Out. Now." Jonathan grumbled and stalked off, not wanting to cause more of a scene. You breathed your first sigh of relief in ages. Izuku looked at you with worry etched all across his face. "Are you okay?" You nod before looking up at him. "Thank you. The last 4 years have been the worst years of my life." He chuckled and looked at you. "That would explain why no one has heard from you since graduation, huh?" You nod, tears brimming your eyes in pure relief and joy. "I guess that's why when I told Mina he was making me get a tattoo, she suggested this place. Sneaky little shit." You laughed through your tears as Izuku cradled you in his arms. "I missed you, (Y/N)." He whispered into your hair and kissed the top of your head. That cold heat shot through you again just like when you had entered the shop. He pulled away and looked at your face before biting his lip and pulling you in. He kissed you softly but so passionately. You had never felt something so intense before. It was nothing like when you first kissed as kids after Katsuki pushed him off the swings. Or even the time in middle school when you kissed him after helping him find his soaked notebook in the koi pond. You loved him then and you love him now and you realized that nothing could ever replace or ruin that. He pulled away and trailed kisses down your jawline, settling his mouth just below your ear. "How about a tattoo after all hm?"

You quirk an eyebrow and tilt your head in confusion. He bites down on the special sweet spot where your neck and shoulder connect. He leaves a nice dental impression. "How about we commemorate just how special you are to me?" You smile and offer a trade. He grins from ear to ear as you bite the only un-inked part of his neck, leaving a clear impression. Izuku makes quick work of both of your tattoos. He's completing the finishing touches on his as you stare in the mirror at yours, a grin splitting your face from ear to ear. Once his is all finished up, he comes up behind you in the full length mirror, wrapping his arms around your waist. He smiles at you through the reflection of the mirror before kissing your jawline. Your eyes light up as an idea pops into your head, grabbing your phone. You unlock it and open the camera app before snapping a cute picture of you and Izuku with his head on your shoulder, showing off both of your tattoos and your tongue out to show off your new piercing. You make quick work of posting it and not even a full minute later your phone is blowing up. Texts from Mina squealing about how cute you guys look together and about how she feels entitled to the credit because she knew her master plan would work, the BakuSquad groupchat blowing up with cute couple memes with yours and Izuku's faces attached to them, and of course, Jonathan calling and leaving voicemails and nasty texts. That's when you did something that you haven't had the courage to do in 4 long years. You opened his contact and hit the block button.

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OMG I LOVED THE ANGSTY BAKUGOU X Y/N ONE. Could you do another?? pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaseeeeeee

again?! HAHAHAHAHA I WAS WAITING FOR THIS. thanks for the request. sorry I'm so late guys. Had so many projects to get through. I'm free now though so send requests rolling in and I shall get to them immediately. I promise.

the pleeeeeeeaaaaaaaaseeee sounds distinctly familiar. 👀 did you perchance request the previous bakugou angst too? if you did, thank you, you're really making me enjoy writing these. you made me realize that I love writing angst stuff. forever in your debt!

now let's get into it.

The voices of Oz. (I am so sorry)

Angsty Bakugou x gn! reader

word count : 860

Warnings : a bit of swearing

The voices. Why wouldn’t they just shut up? They kept nagging at him, whispering about all his past mistakes.

“Allmight isn’t the world’s greatest superhero.”

“Who’s fault is that?”

“Ours”

“Hahahaha but we don’t care.”

“Coz we are the best.”

“SHUT UP.” He yelled loudly. “I’m not like this. I’m not like this. This isn’t me.”

“If it isn’t you, who are we?” a voice asked slyly.

“I..just shut up. Please.” There was a break in his voice as he cradled his head in his arms tears falling down his cheeks.

“Bakugou?”

He jerks his head up and looks up at you staring down at him.

“Y/N.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, just leave me alone. Mind your own fucking business.”

“You are my business” you try to take his hand. Bad move. Fire springs from his palms, fire which he can’t or won’t control and it burns you. Tears come to your eyes and you cry out putting your hands into your pockets. You look at him, your expression unforgiving and hurt. You turn around and start walking away.

Silence. He’s not stopping you. He’s not apologizing. ‘Well he’s going through a hard time himself’ your patient side says. ‘I hate him. He is such a jerk’ that’s what came from the heartbroken side.

As you turn around the corridor,

“Y/N wait! I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for that to happen.”

Someone grabs your wrist and pulls you into an empty classroom. Somehow his hand in yours, eases the pain and you let him speak.

You’re shocked when you realize he’s crying.

“I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.” He repeats. “Why do they keep telling me that I did it on purpose?”

“Who?” you ask blankly.

“Us. Hahahahahaha. We love annoying people. And everyone’s scared of us. Which is fine because we don’t need anyone. He has us and we have him.”

“SHUT UP.”

“What?” you ask.

He turns at you. “WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS GETTING INVOLVED?”

Enough is enough. Tears blinding you for the second time, all thanks to him, you push him away and try to leave.

And he grabs you. Again.

“Don’t give up on me. Please.”

“I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s going on.” You say wiping your tears away and letting him pull you closer.

He kisses you.

You freeze and then kiss him back pulling him in closer and putting your arms around him.

After kissing, he buries his head in your chest/hair (depends on your height) and the two of you stand there holding each other.

“I hear voices.” He says in a small voice, clinging on to you tightly.

It’s a bit hard to breathe for you but you know that if you try to wriggle away, he’ll get upset and won’t open up again. So you bear it and listen.

“They…they remind me what an awful person I am. So when they talk I just see how I don’t deserve anyone so I yell at everyone who tries to help me.”

“That’s right. No one deserves you.”

“STOP” he screams and pushes you away grabbing his head and trying to shake away the voices.

You stare at him for a long time, watching him struggle to shut the voices down.

“Bakugou?”

“WHAT DO YOU WANT?”

“I don’t care what you’ve done. Or what they say you’ve done. I don’t give a fuck about the past. All that matters to me is the present and who you are now. You’ve helped so many people. Saved so many lives. You are not a bad person. Sure your personality is a bit questionable, but you’re improving each day. Your voices, they. are. lying.”

“They’re on to us.”

“How did they know?”

“You’re a bad person.”

“Listen to us. We know you more than them.”

“We aren’t lying. You did it all on purpose to get famous and become no.1”

Bakugou’s breathing was slowing down. “You’re lying. You’re saying I asked to get kidnapped on purpose?”

“Exactly.” You say encouragingly. “Fight them. They don’t know what they’re talking about.”

“Ugh, they’re too powerful. It’s time to abandon ship.”

“We’ll be back. When they aren’t around.”

Suddenly the voices were silent. Bakugou straightened up and wiped the sweat off of his brow.

“Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you for everything.”

“No worries.” The pain suddenly gets to you (you had forgotten about it because of all the excitement. “Ow.”

He grabs your hands gently. “I did this to you?! I’m sorry. I don’t deserve you. This is what happens when someone tries to get close to me. They’re right.”

“Yes we are.”

“No they’re not.” You say shutting them down again. “Bakugou, I love you. I’m staying right here and if you don’t say you’re a hero I’m going to scream in your ear and trust me, you don’t want that.”

He grimaces but his eyes shine.

“You’ll stay?”

“Always. Now get up on one of those desks and say ‘I’m a hero.’”

“No.”

“Do it.”

“No.”

You grab him and drag him up onto the desk and get out your phone. “If you don’t I’m leaving.”

“Lemme go.” He whines.

“Never.”

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10:51

Fluff, Bakugou x female reader

“What’re you two doing in here? You said you’d be in front of the bar.”

You could hear the glare in his voice before you turned around.

“We’re in here because I can go where I want, Bakugou.”

“Yeah yeah, Raccoon Eyes. Not when you get my girl drunk for breakfast and then call me for a ride.” His glare shifted into a softer version when you turned around. You noticed he looked you up and down, causing you to get nervous like you were back in high school.

“It’s called brunch, you heathen.” Ashido muttered and stuck her tongue at him behind his back. He ignored her and stepped closer to you.

“You ready to go home, y/n?”

“Uh-“ your buzz was freezing your brain. Were you ogling him? His hair looked so soft? Why did he smell so good? Were you ready to go home with him? He was-

“Hey, you good?” He softly nudged your forehead with his own. He discreetly checked your pupils, but he was so close…you felt your face warm and-

“Mhmmmm, you’re just so hot.”

His eyebrow shot up and a smirk appeared. He chuckled and stepped back from you.

“I’m gonna have to take you to brunch more often.”

“Hellllllooooo, you assholes. I’m still here and we still haven’t picked out a present!” A pink hand waved in between your faces, but his amused expression didn’t change as he made room for Ashido to cut in front of him to pull you away.

“You really gotta do this now?”

Now that there was some space between you and Katsuki, your brain started to clear up a bit.

“Yes, now. We’re going over there tomorrow and I wanted to give them a present.”

“I just CANNOT believe there will be a little baby Dekravity!”

You laughed at your friend and Bakugou rolled his eyes.

“It’s about fuckin’ time. They’ve been talking about it long enough.”

“Oh yea? How about you two?”

“Nuh uh, we haven’t talked about that. No, definitely haven’t talked about that.” When you turned to Katsuki for confirmation, you realized he was gone. Had he wandered off?

Ashido hummed to herself while looking through the next section of teeny tiny hero onesies. You joined her and paused when you recognized one of the designs. The same orange and black that was in his half of the closet at home. It was hard to not smile at the idea of a baby Dynamight.

…

Five min later, you were sat in his car with the best gift basket of baby Allmight items from the store. Bakugou had returned to you with the purchase in his arms, checked that Ashido was sober, and guided you out and into your seat.

You were so happy. Obviously, Deku and Ochako would love it. Katsuki always picked out the perfect presents for everyone. He had good taste. Your mind drifted back to the tiny gauntlets you had seen hanging at the store. Adorable.

“When we have kids…we’re having two or zero.”

“Huh?” Your eyes widened and you felt scared, but also… You suddenly felt very sober.

“We could have zero because I love you and have everything I want.” He squeezed your thigh with the hand that was already resting there. “We can’t have one because no kid should grow up alone. We could have two, if you want, because that’d be…everything I want and more.”

“Mmmm…I see.”

You knew he was watching you out of the corners of his eyes while he drove. He had obviously thought about this before today. You couldn’t help but smile at the idea of Katsuki taking the time to imagine a family with you.

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“When we have kids, we’re having two or zero.”

He slid his hand higher up your leg and squeezed your thigh again. His smile was wide as he pulled into the garage. You wondered if you were maybe still a little buzzed. Your boyfriend really was so hot.

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So, you get got writers block eh? How about Toshi being absolutely smitten with the new teacher at UA and has been in love with her stern, hardcore attitude? And then he forces her into dancing with him while he serenades her (or them whatever is fine w/you) and then they date. This lives quite rent free in my head and I'm bad at writing sooo.... Here, it's your problem now.

Coming riggghtttt up!

Violet Enigma

Toshinori Yagi x F! Teacher! Reader

Warnings: mentions of chronic illness (very very subtle), and that’s really it

Not many things have absolutely stopped All Might in his tracks. No, he's well used to seeing the usual gore and violence, the high stakes, the horrific circumstances. None of them have ever made him pause, not even for a moment.

But when she walked into the office, her heels clicking against the tile, he nearly tripped over his own feet.

She didn't notice, of course. She was much too busy staring straight ahead, cooly.

That was until her eyes caught his. In that moment, time stood totally still. It was almost as if, no, it couldn't be.

Her eyes seemed to flash purple.

But no, he assured himself, it was surely a trick of the light.

He could scarcely blink before her gaze was back to her target and she seemingly forgot all about him.

...

"Hey, uh... Who's that lady?" Toshinori whispered, cradling a cup of tea. Aizawa lazily pressed some buttons on the microwave, heating up last night's pizza.

"What lady? How can I possibly know who you're talking about?" He yawned.

Toshinori flushed at the realization that, in fact, not everyone had her image permanently implanted in their minds.

"You know...the one with the... hair? And the, uh...the new one?"

Aizawa sighed, thinking for a moment.

" I think that's y/n," he replied, plopping himself down next to his coworker.

"Thanks," muttered Toshinori. Just as he took a sip of his tea, an unfamiliar voice filled his ears.

"What's got you so curious about me, sir?" The woman asked. She was carrying a clipboard, scribbling something.

The blond had nothing to say. He was so shocked by her presence that he could just stare for a moment.

She sighed, biting the tip of her pen.

"Do you know where room number 512 is?" She asked, not even looking up from her work. Toshinori sighed in relief of her changing the subject.

"Its upstairs and to the right."

"Thank you, Mister...?"

"Toshinori. Or Yagi. Or...um...well, nevermind. Aren't you going to eat something?"

"I will. Just not right now. I've got a lot to get done, Mr. 'Nevermind.' "

And like that, she was gone.

...

The following day, Ms. Y/N entered the office once again, her pristine outfit looking as fresh as a pressed uniform.

She paused for a moment upon seeing All Might in his muscular form, however.

"I don't believe we've met," she mumbled, "You may refer to me as Ms. Y/N. And yourself?"

He subconsciously looked down.

"I'm All Might. Haven't you... seen me before?"

She raised an eyebrow.

"I can't say I have. I don't watch television. What's your real name?" She asked skeptically. For a moment, it almost looked like her eyes flashed again.

"Well, uh, you see-".

"It's fine. Do you know when the next meeting is being held, Mr... Sir?"

.....

At lunch, she was no where to be seen, as always.

Usually, Yagi would make himself comfortable in the staff room with a cup of tea and a book.

Today, though, he'd decided to find her.

He aimlessly wandered the now empty halls, passing rooms where classes were being held, the ever noisy lunchroom, peeking into each open door in an attempt to spot her.

Miss Enigma. That's what she goes by as a pro hero. But, she's not the type of hero you'd see get the credit. She'd much rather work alongside a group, blending into the background, and staying subtle.

He found that name quite fitting for her, though.

Especially because he didn't even know what her damn quirk was. No one did.

Finally, he reached the computer lab all the way at the end of the hall. The lights were off, which would usually signal that no one was in there, but based off of the rapid clicking of keys, someone had definitely snuck in there.

Probably a student. Kids like Shinsou and Deku would usually hide themselves here during lunch, getting their homework done in leiu of eating.

Upon opening the door though, he quickly realized that he was wrong.

It was her.

She jumped, startled terribly by the unwanted interupption. She quickly regained her composure as she turned around.

"What are you doing here, mister?" She asked, her eyebrow raised.

"I can ask you the same," he retorted with a small, semi confident smirk.

She sighed.

"Why does it concern you?"

Toshinori's face grew pink, embarassment growing in his chest, suffocating him.

"Uh, I...um, I j-just-"

"I'm busy. You may speak to me later," she stated, spinning around to face the screen once again. Yagi stood there for a moment in shock before closing the door and doing as she wished: leaving her alone.

He did not look for her, though. Her merciless tone was enough to slice him to the bone. He didn't want to hear any more.

It was right after classes ended when he was on his way to his dorm. He passed room 512, Ms. Y/N's class, and as he passed the room, he paused, hearing her scolding a student.

"There was absolutely no reason for you to earn this grade in my class, young man. None. You can do so much better than this."

"B-but, it was a 96," whimpered the boy. He couldn't see exactly who it was, but he could tell by his warbled tone it was Young Midorya.

Isn't a 96 good though?

She sighed.

"It was a silly mistake you made. It could have been 100. Listen, I know the kind of student you are. You're smart. You should be competing with students like Iida, who earned a 102."

She continued to speak, but Toshi had heard enough. He was exhausted as it is, but hearing something so silly as that just exacerbated it.

...

The next morning, a stiff hand squeezed his shoulder as he sipped his coffee.

He looked up, wide eyed, meeting Y/N's steely gaze.

"I didn't see you yesterday. Didn't you wish to speak with me?" She asked.

"Oh, uh...it was nothing, really," he stammered out, looking down. She squinted her eyes.

"That feels like it's not entirely true. Either way, I will be available for a...chat... If that's what you were hoping for, this lunch period. If you'd like," she offered, her hand still on his shoulder.

"Really?" He squeaked, his shyness peaking through. She nodded silently before delicately seating herself at her desk.

It took centuries, but finally, lunch period arrived.

And so did she.

Before Toshinori even had the chance to get up to find her, she was standing at his desk.

"Are you ready?" She asked, holding a lunch bag in each hand.

He nodded. In response, y/n handed him one of the bags.

"You never eat anything. It's not healthy, you know."

He chuckled.

"Yeah, yeah, I've survived a lot worse."

"...Like?"

"Well, I'd rather not say. Not...now, at least," he scratched the back of his head, praying that she'd change the subject.

She didn't. Instead, she simply stared blankly at him.

"Where are you taking me, anyways?" He asked. He internally screamed as he waited for her to use that to spark a conversation.

"I don't like being around people. We could go to the library, or my dorm, or your dorm, or anywhere where it can just be you and I."

He nodded.

"L-lets just go to your dorm," he mumbled, realizing his was quite in a state of dissarray at the moment.

She nodded.

The walk was pleasent enough. As pleasent as a near silent walk could be.

One thing about Ms. Enigma is that everything she does, no matter how seemingly miniscule, is done with a sense of urgent purpose. Her eyes are always fixed upon some sort of goal, and each with each breath, she is calculating her next move carefully.

It helped her be an efficient, yet stern teacher, but a hard person to chat with.

Finally, the pair reached her dorm. Number 111.

The door opened to reveal an utterly spotless bed and kitchenette, surrounded by piles and piles of books, scribbled notes, calculators, and empty soda cans. She stepped over the piles gracefully, scarcely looking down, while Toshinori carefully tip toed around every discarded item in order to avoid damaging a single item.

Frankly, he feared what a scolding from her would comprise of for him.

She sat herself onto her bed, cris crossing her legs. He, on the other hand, took his place at the kitchenette.

The silence was unbearable.

“So, um...what did you wanna chat about, Enigma?” he muttered.

Pushing up her glasses with one finger, she replied plainly, “You tell me, Yagi.”

He shrugged.

“Eat,” she ordered.

Captured by her spell, he obeyed her, eating the food she’d prepared. It was a humble little meal, one that she’d surely planned out, and was in a word, delicious.

Thankfully, the silence changed from an uncomfortable one to one that he would be content with curling up and living in for quite a while.

...

After that day, Y/N would always be somewhere near Toshinori during lunch period. Whether it be in the same room, or right next to him, she was there.

She usually was hard at work or silently eating. That didn’t mean, though, that she wouldn’t urge him to eat something. He’d find small lunches made up for him at his desk on days where she wasn’t there, and on days she was, she’d silently pause every once in awhile to glare at him if he hadn’t eaten.

Despite that seemingly caring action, though, she didn’t seem at all interested in the blond. He didn’t attempt to flirt, or anything that could possibly elicit a raised eyebrow, but that was simply because he felt as if he couldn’t.

What if she rejected him?

I mean, she works right across from him. They see eachother every single day.

It’d be hell.

But...

What if she didn’t?

...

“Alright, we need a couple chaperones for the spring semester dance. Who’s up for it?” Aizawa asked boredly. Miss Midnight and Present Mic raised their hands excitedly.

“Alright, I’ve got you both down. I need two more.”

“I’ll do it,” offered Y/N. The entire conference room grew quiet for a moment.

“You do realize that you can’t give out detention slips at a dance, right?” Hizashi scoffed.

“I am aware of that, sir. Are you aware of the existance of an ‘inside voice’?” she gritted with condecention seeping through her teeth.

He put his hands up, indicating that she’d won that particular battle.

“I’m free on that night, too,” Toshinori added. His comment broke through the thick silence that had fell onto the room.

“Thank you, A- ahem, Toshinori,” Aizawa nodded, penning the final name down.

After the meeting, Y/N was the final one to leave, alongside Toshinori.

“You know, there’s gonna be a lot of people there on that dance,” he whispered.

“I know. Maybe I’d like that. You seem like you do,” she replied, a tiny smile pulling at the edges of her lips. No one else would’ve noticed it, but after spending so many monotone days with her, he recognized the new expression instantly.

“I don’t, particularly. But...”

“But?”

“Nothing. It’s...nothing.”

“If you say so, Mister. I’ll see you then,” she allowed herself to smile as she once again, left him in silence.

...

That week passed by without much issue. There was the usual ruckus coming from class 1-A, but nothing too serious.

The night had arrived. Just outside his dorm, he could hear the clamour of excited chatter coming from students on their way to the gymnasium.

He sighed, tying a red tye around his neck, a nice contrast against his suit.

He hadn't exactly planned on dressing like this, but upon realizing that he didn't have anything less fancy than this and more fancy than what he usually wore to work, he settled on being a little extraordinary.

As soon as he exited the dorm and was greeted with the wave of students pushing past each other in the halls, he knew he'd made a mistake.

"Oof! Oh, hey, um...?" Midoriya squeaked, pressed against the wall and cramped. He’d caught himself before he called him by his hero name, but his real name slipped his mind at that exact moment.

"Toshinori. What is it, my boy?" He smiled, ruffling the boy's messy hair.

"Uh, I dunno, I don't usually do stuff like this. Are... Why are you wearing that? Isn't it a little fancy?"

Toshinori blushed instantly.

"Oh my God. Who is it?" Izuku squealed excitedly, cursing himself for forgetting a pen to take some notes.

"Geez, kid, keep it down a little, won'tcha? It-she-"

"She?!"

"Single file line or none of you will be attending tonight's dance," stated a voice that ascended effortlessly above the crowd's noisiness.

Instantly, everyone calmed down and began to form a line, neatly making their way to the gym.

Toshinori closed his door as he whisked the boy away, urging him to go have a good time, and to 'enjoy being young while you can.'

It was merely seconds after he was standing alone, against the wall, waiting for the crowd to die down as he noticed her.

Y/N had been standing there for quite a few minutes, in the same position as he, and just about 4 feet away.

It was hard for him to believe that he'd missed her. The dress she'd worn was absolutely more extravagant than any gown he'd seen in an event like this. It was sparkly and red, reflecting every ounce of light that hit it from all directions. It accentuated her body beautifully and perfectly fit.

In short, she was stunning.

"My, my. You sure do look nice today," she grinned.

He nodded dumbly. He was just about as red as the dress she was wearing.

Finally, it was time for them to make their ways to the dance.

"Are you ready for this?" She asked.

"I hope so," he replied, toying with his tie.

...

Music boomed in Y/N's and Toshinori's ears, accompanied by dealing with the antics of goofball teenagers and breaking up silly fights.

Once things began to calm down quite a bit, Y/N approached Toshinori, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder and leaning in close to his ear.

"Meet me on the rooftop," she whispered before dissapearing into the crowd.

So, he did.

She sat near the edge, staring into the inky violet sky.

Toshinori took his place next to her, handing her a much needed bottle of water.

She thanked him before turning to him with a deep sigh.

"There's something I'd like to tell you," she mumbled. For the first time, she actually looked nervous.

Taking a sip of the water, she continued, "You know, I never really do things like this. You've probably gathered that by...my nature. But, I must admit, you are one person I can't seem to get off of my mind. And, well, frankly...I like you, Toshinori. To quite a degree."

He blinked, slack jawed, shaking his head.

“How could someone like you like someone like me?

“Good question. I like you because you're...well, I suppose I don't really know. You're just you, and that's what I like about you. Plus, I know you’ve done so much for so many people. Why dont you like you?”

He paused, his heart absolutely seizing at that for more than one reason.

"Oh! I suppose I should tell you about my quirk. But...I expect full confidentiality from you. Essentially, I can find out one's secrets by looking at them. Surely, you've seen me activate it before."

He nodded, covering his mouth.

"W-what do you...know?"

"Don't worry, not much. I respect you too much to dig that deep. All I know is that, in some point of your life, you were probably some type of hero. All I know, is that in your life time, you've saved many lives, and touched countless others. As to why you'd want that to be a secret, I have no idea. But, I do find it interesting," she explained.

"What do you do with the secrets you know, then?" He asked, his voice still pinched with fear that his secret could be compromised.

"With yours? Nothing. I have no friends to share it with, and not enough details or desire to post about it online. Frankly, I don't give a damn about who you used to be. I care about who you are. Your secret will always be safe with me."

He sighed deeply. It wasn’t as if no one was aware of his secret; plenty of people knew. But the more people who did, the higher at risk the school, as well as the students and staff, were placed at.

Plenty of people,too, wanted him dead. Even being retired, he is still considered a threat to villians across the globe, thanks to his notorious acts of heroism throughout the decades. With him in his sickly, weakened state, he’d be easy to assasinate, and the people who would go that far wouldn’t be opposed to taking others down with him.

He...couldn’t have that.

So, before Y/N was scheduled to begin work, it was decided that she’d be left in the dark about his identity, as well as any newcoming staff from thenon out. It’d be safer that way.

Her eyes dreamily stared off into the infinate stars as she silently pondered on what to say next.

“Would you like to know the rest?” he asked. His voice shook a little, causing her to look at him.

She nodded.

“I’m All Might.” “Oh, you’ve gotta be kidding!” giggles y/n, dumbfounded.

“Yeah, yeah, I know I’m pathetic,” he sighes. He rubbed his forehead, looking away ashamedly.

“No, no! I mean, I can’t believe I didn’t see it earlier! I mean, you guys do look pretty similar.”

He shrugs.

“I’m serious! Plus, I mean, it’s kind of obvious now that you mention it. I mean, I guess you guys do wear the same clohtes to work everyday, and I haven’t seen you two in the same room before, so yeah, I can definiately see it,” she paused, her eyes growing wide and her cheeks bright red.

“God, I’ve probably said ‘Good morning’ to you and...er...you, twice every day. Why’d you let me do that like a fool?!” she teased, play punching him in the arm.

He laughed, absolutely relieved that she didn’t ridicule him for how he’d taken care of his body for the past few years. It seemed that her attitude had completely changed from the one he’d known for so long, but in a good way.

In a happy way.

She stood up, still smiling, “We need to go back to the dance, Mister. We have a duty, you know.”

“Oh, I know. I’m well aware. You can almost hear the music all the way up here, can’t you?”

She nodded, walking towards the door to the stairs. He grabbed her by the arm before she could escape, though, and leave him alone with his thoughts and hopes and dreams like she had so many times.

“You... you didn’t get my answer,” he breathed, pulling her in. She raised an eyebrow skeptically.

“What exactly- oh!”

The music from downstairs was slow, romantic, and jovial. Perfect for this moment.

He gently took her other hand, guiding her into a dance.

“I-I can’t...I don’t know how to dance, Mr. Yagi,” she mumbled, looking up at him.

“I’ll teach you. Just follow my lead,” he smiled back.

And just like that, the Enigma was gone, leaving just Y/N in her place. She was no longer an Enigma, but rather a glimmer of what he’d never gotten a chance to be: in love.

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