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lovelybrooke · 9 months

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Hello, Brooke.

I was wondering, what are the headcannons for how the strawhats would react to a reader who obtained a horrid wound in a fight, but wont show and tell them? (I know the strawhats wouldn't allow them to fight, just humor me)

Were talking almight stomach blast level wound and scar, but over their chest, one that barely missing their heart, with the only one knowing being chopper because he was the one who probably healed reader, or not if that's the direction your thinking, I'm cool either way.

I refuse (Yandere Strawhats x reader)

Took a break from 'I have to be dreaming' to write this. Hope you enjoyed this.

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No one has found you yet.

You take a slow, wavey breath in, a shallow breath out, as you grip your chest in pain. Rain fell upon your face as you listen to the distant sound of swords clanking, people screaming, and of course, your friends arguing even during the middle of battle.

It honestly made you smile, if you had to die at any moment, it would be now, after you did everything you could to protect your crew. You smile, knowing the ship was safe. And you smile even more, knowing your friends were safe.

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The ship was wrecked, parts of it were missing, but most disturbingly, blood was everywhere.

Chopper scans the main deck with a bated breath as he examined the damage. The others were still fighting, and you stayed on the ship, just like they told you.

You had to be safe, but the trail of blood leading towards the storage room said otherwise. Chopper stumbles, nearly falling over as he carefully examines the blood. It was dry, the liquid already seeped into the floorboards and has darkened. Chopper quickens his pace, fallowing the trail before stopping at a door to the storage room.

There were a few small, red handprints that caused Chopper's stomach to churn. The doorhandle was completely soaked red, dripping onto the floor below. Chopper hesitates opening the door, afraid of what's inside. He takes a deep breath, entering the dark room with a shiver in his body.

He couldn't see anything right way, having to blink a few times for his eyes to adjust. He stumbles around as he tries to find the light switch, hearing wheezing coming from deeper in the room.

As the light flickered on, he could see more blood, and for a second, he thought he could smell you. "(Y/N)..." There was so much blood, it covered the floor and a few boxes. Chopper waited for a response, nearly letting out a sob when the room remained silent. The wheezing though, it remained, it was so miniscule he almost missed it.

Following the sound and the blood, Chopper is frozen by the sight of you, on the floor, your lower stomach and chest covered in blood. It seeped into your shirt, on your hand, and on the floor. You were the source of the wheezing; your mouth opened a bit while your eyes were shot wide. He could tell you were struggling to breath by the terrible sound coming from your mouth and by your chest that was struggling to rise and fall.

Chopper stumbled over to you with a loud sob. He searches your body for the source of the bleeding, realizing it's coming from multiple points. You don't move or react at all when he starts asking you questions in a panicked, rushed manner.

"(Y/N)!! W-what...what happened!?" He cries, growing frustrated when you don't answer, only continue to wheeze. Chopper takes your hand, pulling you to stand up, but you scream in pain, resulting in him dropping your hand immediately.

He panics for a second, looking at you, now groaning in pain, and the door leading back to the main deck, before crouching down next to your ear. "I'll be back...I'm going to get help." Chopper runs back onto the deck, your blood covering his hands.

On the deck, Chopper hops onto the railing closest to the island they were fighting on. He heaves, squinting as he looks for any familiar faces. There were too many people on the battlefield, but he could hear his friends far away. Taking a deep breath, he yells.

"Luffy!! Zoro!! Anybody!! (Y/N)'s hurt!!! Please come help!!"

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Luffy stops moving, the marine he was fighting confused as Zoro stops as well, slashing a few marines in quick succession. "Was that Chopper?" Zoro turns towards the captain, who was already facing the sound.

Luffy's face was nearly devoid of emotion, only slight rage present on his face. He didn't say a world, and when the Marine behind him tried to pounce on him, he sends a punch flying his way. Teeth and blood shoot out as the Marine collapses. Blood drips down Luffy's fist as he faces Zoro.

"He said (Y/N) was hurt, let's go." Luffy didn't wait for him, bounding off towards the ship, Zoro quickly fallowing.

On the boat, Chopper was pacing tirelessly as he waits for anyone. Every few minutes, he rushes back to the storage room to check your pulse, it still beating faintly.

The moment he heard someone enter the deck, he rushed towards them, being greeted by a very panicked Luffy and Zoro. Chopper stammered a bit, watching with tears as Zoro's jaw tightens at the sight of the blood.

"Where are they." His voice was so cold, and Chopper could help but notice his tight grip on his swords. Chopper points towards the storage room, trying to catch up to the two men as they rush to you.

"I-I...they need to be moved to the medical room...I can't lift them...they're in pain..." Chopper explains as they weave in between the boxes of the storage room.

The wheezing has stopped, and Chopper swears his heart breaks when he Luffy shakily checks for a pulse, and his eyes widens when he doesn't feel it. Chopper starts to sob when Luffy hurriedly checks on the opposite side of your neck, then your wrist, which was cold.

"Chopper...why--there's not pulse--" Luffy mumbles, looking at the crying reindeer.

"I--I checked...they were breathing...I swear..." Chopper sobs, hiccupping as Luffy presses his fingers deeper like he refused to except what's happening.

"Zoro..." Luffy chokes out. Zoro had remained silent, his eyes fixated on you and the blood surrounding you. "Take them to the medical room." His words were stilted, robotic like as he directed Zoro towards you.

Zoro swallowed hard as he inched towards you. As he got closer, he could hear the squelch of your blood on the bottom of his shoes. He had to bite his tongue in order to ignore it, flinching when he touched your cold skin.

He wraps his arms around your shoulders and legs, attempting to lift you up when you groan in pain. The sound is more of a gurgle, but he could tell you were in pain by the blood that was now soaking his arms.

"You're okay...I'm just going to take you to the medical room." He whispers at your cries, trying not to drop you when you weakly cough out some blood. Luffy and Chopper follow him, Luffy attempting to hold your hand only for it to weakly flop to the side.

Zoro kicks open the door to the medical room, placing you down on the table while Chopper hops up onto a chair next to you. Luffy and Zoro stand next to you as Chopper cuts open your shirt. Underneath, stab wounds were littered all over your chest and stomach, a large, deep cut traveling near the side of your heart.

Luffy clenches his fist as Chopper pats alcohol onto the wounds. You remain quiet, your body still as Luffy keeps a hand on your pulse, constantly checking for any signs of light. He leans down near your ear, ranting to you in hushed whispers that you don't respond to.

"(Y/N)...you're okay. Everything is going to be okay. I promise when you wake up, I'll kill whoever did this to you." Zoro stopped listening to anyone or anything a while ago. He couldn't, not when you were so clearly dying right in front of him. No...you weren't dying...he wouldn't allow it. He refuses for you to die.

"Luffy! Zoro! Where did you--" Zoro turned around, being faced with Nami's terrified face. Her shaky hand was covering her mouth, and her eyes were blown wide. "W-w-what...happened..." She could barely get the words out as she attempted to move closer without actually looking at your wounds.

Luffy nor Zoro responds, Chopper having to do the work for them as he prepared the stiches for you. "I-I think they were attacked, I'm not sure."

"Do you think they're dead?" Luffy, who was previously to concerned with whispering in your ear, shoot up, sending Nami a terrifying look.

"NO!" He shouts, scaring Nami. He grips you hand tighter as Chopper begins to stich you up. He leans down back near your ear. "I swear I can feel a pulse. You feel it too, right Chopper?"

Chopper doesn't respond.

More footsteps are heard, all rushing towards the commotion. First was Usopp, who had a similar reaction to Nami, nearly screaming when he saw you on the table, asking questions no one could answer. Then came Sanji and Robin, who both were more muted, but still visibly upset at the state you were in.

"Do you know who did this." Currently everyone, except Luffy, was gathered in the dining room. Sanji was trying to make food for everyone, but no one was really in the mood for food currently.

Zoro shook his head at the cook's question. "No, but it had to be a marine who got onto the ship." Zoro was stating the obvious, but it was better than nothing.

Sanji placed down some soup for everyone onto the table, lighting a cigarette afterwards. "This is all your fault. I knew we should've kept them in an inn. Less obvious and less dangerous." Sanji snarled at Zoro.

"Yeah, an inn is super inconspicuous." Zoro rolled his eyes. "Dumbass."

"Don't call me a dumbass when your stupid decision has them laid out across a medical table!" Sanji howls, standing up in pure anger, nearly spitting on the swordman.

Zoro stands, face to face with Sanji. "Well at least I'm not selfish enough to keep them locked up somewhere they don't want to be."

Sanji laughed. "You're calling me selfish. They begged to be left off the ship for weeks now and you know who kept them from leaving? You!"

"Enough!!" Nami stands up, separating the two. "Blaming each other isn't going to solve anything. We did what we thought, as a crew, was best for them. We collectively me a choice." Nami says.

Sanji and Zoro both sit, rage still radiating off of them. Usopp, who was sitting near Chopper in the corner, looked down at his hands. "Do you...really think they're, y'know..." Usopp couldn't finish, he couldn't say the word, but they understood.

"No." Zoro said matter of factly. "They're going to be fine."

No one had the heart to refute him.

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Luffy was still sitting right next to you, even when the sun set, and the stars were decorating the sky. He remined, waiting for you.

"And them Sanji kicked some Marines ass, it was so funny, he was crying like a baby." Luffy recounts the battle from earlier today. He smiles at your unconscious body, it was wide, but devoid of any real happiness.

Luffy wants to cry at the sight of you. He's the captain, he's your friend, he has to protect you, and he failed. He can talk to you, sit with you, apologize all he wants, but it doesn't change the fact you're still in this situation.

You were probably so scared, begging for them to help you, and they were off, none the wiser to your own plight. The thought makes him want to cry.

"(Y/N)...please...as your captain I demand you wake up. Right now." He was acting childish, but he didn't care. He wanted you back, that's all he cared about.

You didn't respond, he knew you wouldn't. But he had to try, it was the most he could do.

"When you wake up, Sanji said we're going to have a big feast." No, he didn't, he hasn't talked to Sanji in hours. "So, don't keep me waiting, alright?"

You didn't respond, and it was heartbreaking.

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A/n: I wanted to try something more angsty, hope you liked it.

#yandere x reader #soft yandere #platonic yandere #one piece x you #yandere one piece #one piece x reader #one piece strawhats #one piece

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sister-of-hitoshi · 3 months

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Bnha main three x turned to child reader

Scenarios with just fluff!

Midoriya Izuku

It was a quaint, idle afternoon, although Midoriya Izuku was as busy as ever.

Being the former no.1 hero's protégé, being the weilder of One for All, being a dutiful student of the most prestigious academy of Japan, being a good son, being a supportive friend, a wonderful partner, a-

Good babysitter?

Yes there was a lot to be, but being a babysitter was really asking too much of him.

Our pure, sweet and innocent boy might be good with kids in general, but he was not made to handle little gremlins with short fuses.

But alas, to be the future no.1 hero of the country, you should be ready to face each and every challenge thrown at you.

Or that's what he kept telling himself.

Because right now, a little gremlin had been pulling at his curls for god knows how long.

And this little gremlin was his adorable s/o...

It all started when he had comeback to his room being left in shambles with a little toddler claiming their throne at it's centre.

"U-ummm"

"W-W-Whoooo a-are youuu??!!"

What is an adorable kid doing in his room? How are they even in his room? Isn't UA supposed to have top-tier security? Why is-

"I'M Y/N!!"

This was enough for his instincts to take over his next movements as he immediately picked you up and full-cowled to Aizawa sensei.

Recovery girl was informed, and following her deductions, he got to know about the duration of three days.

Without further ado, and due to all the qualities mentioned in point number 2, Aizawa immediately put him in charge of his companion.

Which brings us back to the present.

The present where you were running around the common school yard with him chasing after you- because at some point during his conversation with his teachers you had become tired of his curls and had jumped down from his back, ordering requesting him to run and catch you.

The first few minutes he was only trying to humour you to see that adorable grin that you sported.

But this soon wasn't the case anymore since he was now being bested by a literal toddler in terms of running for two hours straight.

This activity was followed by you doing his hair and him doing yours in your room, since his was left in shambles and you wouldn't let him go.

To say you were hyper was an understatement-

And you hadn't even unleashed half of your potential!

At some point, the perplexity of his own precarious situation got to him, leading him to call his mom asking for tips.

Following which he had you strapped on his chest everytime he was busy doing something, he couldn't have you tiring yourself afterall (he didn't have it in him to run after you anymore)

It was pretty alright after your initial tantrums and pulling on his hair, asking to be let down.

You were a somewhat of cuddle bug for him- you slapped everyone's hands away when they tried to touch you, and only permitted him for doing so (he is still very proud of you for doing that).

Want to be entertained? You can swing using his black whips, float around the room with him, the options were endless!- So of course you did everything on the list because why not.

All in all he was a good servant caretaker, you never once cried when he was around and he could keep up with your royal decrees shenanigans.

Of course you would never know that he fantasized about you in his almight onesies

"...Is this the candy that you wanted, Y/N?"

"YEs"

You were pretty pleased with your devoted follower, so being a good ruler, you decided it was best to promise your loyal subject a deserving reward.

"Uh- they said that they've run out of stock for that juice Y/N-san so-"

You interrupted him by giving him a sweet peck on the cheek, as a reward of course-

"Mr. Izukw! I'm gonna marry yu in the fwuture!"

"..umM..."

.......

....

"...- so the kis- I MEAN THE CANDY- NO JUICE-JUICE-"

You child form wasn't enough to keep him from blushing till his ear tips.

He pulled on his bangs to keep you from seeing his red face.

"Umm...m-me too"

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renoed · 1 year

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silver linings | adaman

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❥ — PAIRING adaman x gn! reader

❥ — SUMMARY in which the rain that supposedly ruined your day has it's perks, and being in close proximity to the leader of the diamon clan is apparently one of them

"Adaman!"When you spot Adaman and his Leafeon in the Crimson Mirelands, the sky is overcast and a gentle but everpresent breeze is rustling his hair and clothes. It's calm — quiet, even.

"Adaman!"

You're out on yet another quest for someone who'd dropped their bag while running away from a Hippowdon (you can't say you blame them), and the thought of some company was definitely welcomed. Any time spent with the Diamond clan leader was time well spent, in your opinion.

He notices you and immediately waves, calling your name in response to your shout, "fancy seeing you here!"

Once you get closer, you begin to fish through your bag to find treats for his Leafeon and your pokémon, letting them all out while you chatted idly to the tall man, "I was almost caught in the clutches of a Drapion yesterday, I don't think I've ran that fast in a while!"

A close encounter with a dangerous pokémon is nothing new for you —and it's nothing new for Adaman to hear about— but as you speak he fixates solely on you and quickly forgets about the food in his palm, entranced by your words. He could swear that whenever you're around, it's as though you use hypnosis on him.

It isn't until there's a crack of lightning that seems to run a tear through the clouds, closely followed by a low roar of thunder, that Adaman is pulled away from his trance — he hadn't been told a storm was expected.

You're barely given a moment to think before the soft tap of rain hits your head.

You’re not sure ten seconds pass before its coming down exponentially. The rain quickly becomes a torrential downpour, and you begin running with Adaman and your pokemon following closely.

It seems only natural that Adaman manages to pull in front of you considering his talk stature. You aren’t thinking much other than wanting to find shelter, but for a split second you pray to Almight Sinnoh that he won’t just leave you behind.

Your prayers are answered when the diamond clan leader grabs onto your wrist and pulls you along. As you continue running in search of refuge from the rain, you aren't sure if your heart is beating so quickly because of the sudden exercise or because of Adaman's touch. The tight grip of his fingers around your wrist feels warm and strong.

Your clothes are quickly soaked through, and you can feel your hair sticking to your scalp. Despite the discomfort, you keep running, heart pounding in your chest, until you finally spot a small cave tucked into the side of a nearby hill.

You follow him inside, grateful for the temporary respite from the storm. The cave is dark, but you can just make out the outline of Adaman's figure as he shakes the water from his hair and clothes.

The space is small and enclosed - to the point where you can feel the heat radiating from his body. You turn to him and catch his eye. There's a moment where you're both staring at each other in silence, still catching your breath. The sound of the rain hitting the cave walls echoes around you.

There's something in the way he's looking at you that makes your heart skip a beat, and you're suddenly aware of how close you are to him. His lips are slightly parted and you notice his Adam's apple bob in his throat.

Maybe it's the crackling thunder that sets off a spark, but within seconds you've wrapped your hands in his jacket and pull him towards you, lips pressing flush against each other. A hum of surprise tumbles from his lips at the contact, but Adaman quickly reciprocates. As you kiss, the feeling running through your veins could rival the intensity of the lightning outside: it's fervent and eager and as you begin to pull away, you feel him chase after your lips. You meet him half way.

It's softer this time, and Adaman's hands find their way to your cheeks, pulling you as close as he possibly can. The world around you melts away as you kiss, thunder becomes a distant grumble and the howling wind is long forgotten. He can't help but pray for Almighty Sinnoh to halt both space and time so he can just live in this moment.

You both pull away again, lightly gasping for air but grinning boyishly at each other. Despite the darkness you can just about see the flush of his cheeks, spattered red crawling from his neck to his ears. You're unsure if the hammering in your ears is your heart, his, or the rain outside. You settle on a mixture of the three.

"That was... nice," he's first to break the silence and you almost snort out a laugh at his words.

"Nice?"

"Well, yeah," he chuckles, leaning forward to press his forward against yours, "more than nice, even."

You decide in that moment that you hope the storm outside doesn't stop raging, especially if Adaman keeps letting you kiss him.

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dreamersville · 1 year

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Hand Holding w/Izuku & Bakugou

an? i loveeeeee loveee loveeee small things like hand holding and walking arm arm and huggs and just physical touch in genereal just make me sooo 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰. *sighs* back to reality. um i realy dont know where i was going with these fr but 900 words later and here we are, i do hope y’all enjoy💜. request are open.

pairings? izuku x reader, bakugou x reader

tw? none

Izuku - imagine 3rd year izuku all beefed p from the previous 2 years of training, he grew more into his quirk and in turn growing more into his body, kinda lost the baby face but them eyes man whewww chilee

Anywaysssss, you and him are dating without the title if that makes sense, it's not that yall dont want the title it just that's all sorted never put a label on it, its during you're Modern hero Art class that you all have a break because midnight was needed elsewhere for moment, naturally you found a pair of red sneakers making there to you as you lay with your head on your desk, you sit up expecting izuku to take his usually place on top of your desk but instead he just stands to the side, shifting from feet to feet. Like he was nervous or sum, you were about to crack a joke until izuku made a fleet attempt to grab the hand you were previously laying on, now idk what he thought he was finna accomplish butttttt yea. Cute attempt tho, you clutch your stomach from laughing so hard as izuku stands there and buries his face in his hand trying to hide his reddening face from you, but you catch on while you were recovering from that intense laughing fit, “you wanted to do something izu zu” you asj trying to pry his hands from his face, now while you and izuku are closer than you are will your other class mater yall try not to go to hard with the PDA and holding hands??? Seems like a lot of PDA … to say that I don't usually do these types of things, but I mean there's nothing wrong with a little change. Instead of trying to decipher izuku mumbling, you simply take the hand that you have already freed from his face and intertwine your fingers together. Somehow this increases izuku mumbling so you sigh as you make him sit on your desk and you sit back in your seat stroking his hand that you're not holding with you to let him calm down from his rant.

Bakugou- yall dont understand how much i eat this trope up ( he insecure about his hand cause they sweat) bandwagon so bad its really ridiculous, but i needed a break from it, so here we areeeee, katsuki who kinda calmed down ??? like yeah all you mfs still extras and what not but obviously y'all should know by now so it's not point in reiterating it again. Anyways, you and bakugou are helping baku squad study before these finals come around, which eventually turned into you guys just lazing around talking and watching tv. Strange things is playing in the background, while denki and sero are arguing about which song would be able to get them from the upside faster mina is humming a song as placing bows and barretts in kiri’s hair you look to your left and see bakugou and jirou talking further down the coach from you , so you lay back with one ar, stitching over your head while your other arm is being draped over your eyes and you relax back into the couch. It seems like you took a little nap as when you wake up, mostly everything and everybody is being cleared from the common room. Do you move, sit up and stretch and feel your hand being restricted? No that's not the right word, you shift your gaze to where your hand is and see why you couldn't move your hand, bakugou, bakugou katsuki was holding your hand in his lap while he was laying next to you phone on his chest as an almight video counties to play, to say that you are shocked truly feels like a understatement for the amount of feelings you are feeling right now, why would he want to be holding your hand, in his sleep nonetheless, yeah he yells at you less and lets you in his dorm sometimes but that's just to yk study and stuff, not that you ever get any studying down because you are always trying to glance at bakugou to already see he's looking at you and yea maybe you and him both know yall dont need to go out and get the groceries together despite it not being yall week just so y'all could laugh and talk and you could convince to sneak a few extra snacks in and sure you might have caught his looking at you sometimes… okay. Maybe you have a crush and maybe your crush likes you back, but this is too much to deal with after you woke up from a nap that you weren't even trying to take, through the mist of all your thinking bakugou woke up from his nap ??? If you could even call it that fr, anyways he’s been up long enough to see that you saw him holding your hand and he heard you muttering about crushes and what not so he thought he'd just yk confess, so he does all while he is still holding your hand.

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hanzyyme · 2 years

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"What do you mean by no?"

Hanzyme

"What do you mean by no?"

Shoto Todoroki x Fem! Reader

There were a lot of questions running into his mind right now, for example how come you're always with the Bakusquad? How can you tolerate how loud Bakugo is when you should obviously be spending more time with him? How can you be in his mind 24/7 and how could you say no to him?

As the youngest son of the Todoroki family, Shoto was so used to getting what he wants no matter the cost. He was favored by his father who never tries to hide his favoritism amongst his children. His older sibling has some kind of special treatment whenever it comes to their younger brother.

Shoto himself knew he was kind of spoiled. What he doesn't know is he's very much a brat sometimes (all of the time) When he started learning at UA, that's where he found out that not all people think and acts like people inside his home.

By Mid-terms Shoto Todoroki became friends with the Dekusquad and he likes the people who surround him. They weren't as loud as the others and they prioritize becoming a hero as he does.

But there's someone he wants to get close to. And that's Y/n L/n

When he began learning more about his classmates, he always looks forward to you. Y/n L/n there was something about you that he could never explain. How his eyes would take a few seconds to scan the room in search of you. How he prayed to Almight that you two would be in the same group. How he would look forward to going to school just to take a seat next to you.

As much as he likes your personality and vibe. He couldn't help but to get irritated whenever you're with your own group of friends.

The Bakusquad.

He has nothing against them. But he couldn't grasp why you like hanging out with the explosion boy. He doesn't get how you find Kaminari to be really funny. He wants to know what's so fun being with Sero in his room for hours.

Don't get him wrong. He knows their good people.

But why do you spend time with them when he's over here?

Like seriously. He can help you with your studies, he can be the only man you would simp for whenever you're having a conversation with the girls. He can literally give you hugs, unlike Bakugo who is being forced. You can spend time in his room for hours being productive or lazy and he wouldn't mind if you never leave.

So why do you prefer being with Bakugo rather than with him?

Then it struck him.

"Oh, I like her."

He confronts Midoriya about this and Izuku comfortingly says that you and Kacchan have been friends since diaper. That's why you two get along so well (or how you can handle Bakugo's attitude.)

"Do you like her Todoroki?" Uraraka asks. Their eyes glistened with the information she found about her friend's crush. Knowing that even you find the peppermint boy attractive.

Shoto nodds and Uraraka clasp her hands and say "Why don't you try getting close to her and court her?"

Shoto blinks. "What do you mean by courting her?" he asks.

"Well, it's like asking someone to be your girlfriend or boyfriend, like the pre-dating stage. Asking for their permission to spend your time with them for eternity maybe." Midoriya answers.

Todoroki hums and continues to eat his soba.

...

You and Shoto were friends, but they were not besties, and most especially not close at all. But you can't deny that you don't find him attractive. He's smart, handsome, cool, rich, and straightforward.

So when he asks you in front of the class to be his girlfriend, you don't know what to say. He declared, "L/n be my girlfriend," while the whole class was staring at the two of you.

The school was done for the day and he just went up to you, which caught the attention of all your classmates since this dual-haired man never speaks unless it's something important or it's about dissing his own father.

"I'm sorry, Todoroki..can you please repeat that?" You stuttered, unsure of how to answer his question, and hoped that you had heard it wrong or that he had changed the question.

"Be my girlfriend," he monotonously said, eyes staring straight at you with love and gentleness. But you are not sure about this one.

"I'm sorry, Todoroki, but I'm not really sure about jumping into a relationship just yet." You bit your lip. After all, you two are far from close. If anything that you value the most is friendship and trust, How can you date someone who you only know so little about?

"You mean..no? How could you say no?" Shoto didn't mean to sound rude or for you to be obliged to date him. Cause he surely would have thought you would say yes.

Like how could you say no to him?

"No Todoroki, don't be like that. Its just" you scratched your head and look around the room to ask anyone for help. But even if everyone knew what whats going on. No one dared to speak.

"It's just I think we should start by being close friends before dating you know?" You laugh awkwardly.

"arent we already friend?" Shoto stares at her confused.

"She meant she wants to fucking know you first before dating dumbass." Bakugo spits out.

"I can give you my profile if you want by tomorrow."

You stared at him blankly then started to laugh.

"Sh-Shoto" you giggled then kissed his cheek.

"Why don't we go on a date first before you ask about dating me?" you smirked when you saw the boy's cheek flared up.

"so you will be my girlfriend?" he asks.

"If you passed my test then sure."

And that was the start of Shoto Todoroki learning about hard work.

He's your spoiled boyfriend.

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I hope you guys enjoyed it T-T

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microwave-core · 1 year

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Forget Me Not

Cogita x Fem! Reader

You wouldn't trade away your life with Cogita for the world, but the occasional trip away from the Ancient Retreat was necessary every now and then. But a small trip into the forest turns into more than you or Cogita could have bargained for.

The rustling sound of grass blowing in the wind is always a comfort. No matter where you go in the vastness of Hisui, you can always hear the brush of wind against nature. And just as you can count on the ambience of nature, you can always count on your dearly beloved wife to be by your side.

The Ancient Retreat, while secluded, was possibly the best spot in all of Hisui. The auburn grass and trees were a luxury for the eyes, providing the best parts of the Crimson Mirelands without the bogs and humidity, creating the perfect backdrop for a cute little picnic.

You’ve spent the entire morning packing a pretty little hand-woven basket with small cakes and teacups. Your excitement was palpable. Every now and then, Cogita would peak her head into the tent, usually just to quickly check in before returning to her work in the garden, but occasionally she would step in and hold you from behind, resting her head on your shoulder, a gesture that would be sweeter if she wasn’t covered in sweat. Your pleas for her to stay fell on deaf ears, as “the garden waits for no one, my dear.”

But the early morning comes and goes, and soon enough you're pushing Cogita over the poor excuse of a wooden bridge leading out of your home. You two didn’t get out much, which normally wasn’t an issue, but you had the tendency to get restless. While Cogita would much prefer to enjoy your daily tea at the ornate table beside the tent, she would follow you to the ends of the Earth if it made you even slightly happier.

You take a lovely stroll through the woods, sticking close to the river stream, hand in hand. Conversation, as always, went on and off. Listening to her honey-laced voice and the sounds of nature may as well have been your own personal heaven, a heaven you got to indulge in everyday of your life.

“Your hands have gotten rather rough.” “Is that a bad thing, love?” “Not at all, just an observation.” You both spend plenty of time tending to crops, it would only be a matter of time before calluses would begin to form.

“Well, perhaps I should start wearing gloves more often. Give the allusion that my skin is as youthful and soft as it was when we met.” “Oh, don’t be ridiculous, Cogita! Your radiance could never be sullied by time or soil. Although, I do think you would look rather good in them…”

Eventually, you find a place to hunker down: a small opening on the forest’s edge, surrounded by trees and cuddled against the river bank, creating the perfect picnic spot. But also stop because of Cogita’s complaining, her joints were too tired to continue moving for even a moment more. “I’m an old woman, my love, spare my tired bones from further pain!” “We’re far from elders, dear!”

You lay a hand-knitted blanket, crafted by your wonderful wife, against the ground, allowing Cogita to smooth the creases until she deems it “perfect enough for you to relax against.”

Tea and cakes are enjoyed between light conversation. Bringing hot water from home is always a struggle, but getting to enjoy your regular, finely brewed tea in a place other than home is refreshing.

“What should we grow next season?” Cogita looks at you with feign disbelief. “Next? I just finished planting this season! Perhaps we should take things a bit slower?” She was teasing, but a part of her was, admittedly, a little annoyed, given that the last plants were buried only a few days ago.

“But we grow the same crops every season! We should vary it up a little every now and then.” She laughs. “Always changing things up with you, isn’t it? Is my routine life no longer pleasing to you?”

“I could never tire of my life with you! But if it weren’t for me, you would fall into a life of stale routine that would bore the Almighty Himself!” “Haha! Where would I be without you dear?” She would be lost in monotony, a fact you both knew but didn’t say.

But your conversation is cut short by the rustling of bushes close by, one that couldn’t be caused by wind. You both tense. Picnicking away from home always brings about the possible danger of stumbling across a Pokemon, and while every encounter does not lead to an attack, they always bring about a flight-or-fight response.

You shuffle over to her until you can tangle your arms around her, holding onto her for dear life. Her arms instinctively wrap around you, although in a much calmer manner. She does her best to keep her composure, for your sake, but you can hear her quickened heartbeat drumming in her chest.

A green pokemon stumbles out. You're captured by its inherent beauty and grace, with a poised figure and red and blue flowered hands. Despite looking innocent enough, you can’t help but squeak in fear, but Cogita relaxes.

“It's a Roselia, I believe.” “How can you be so calm Cogita? Aren’t those things poisonous!?” You do your best to keep your voice down, afraid of angering the Pokemon. She untangles your hands from her body to stand up, moving to get a closer look.

“She’s hurt… The poor thing is barely standing. She couldn’t muster the strength to attack us even if she wanted to.” You want to argue with her, but she’s clearly right. The Pokemon was struggling to stay upright. “You brought medicine with you, right.” “O-Of course! I always do.” It’s wonderful that medical leeks grow in every corner of Hisui, and even better that it can easily be ground down into ingestible medicine.

You trifle through the basket to pull out the small containers of medicine and hand them off to Cogita, sticking behind her shoulder as she approaches the hurt Roselia. You wanted to help it, but you were still somewhat fearful.

“Hello there, lost one. You’ve gotten quite hurt, haven’t you?” Cogita kneels by the Pokemon’s side slowly. “We’re going to help you, alright? You’ll be up on your feet soon.” The Roselia seems to understand, as it makes no attempt to attack her. She holds a bottle out, tempting the Pokemon to take it. “It’s rather unpleasant tasting, but drinking it will lessen the pain.” She turns back to you.

“Do we have bandages, love? The medicine should help, but this poor thing is bleeding.” “We do, yes. But please try not to get yourself hurt.” She smiles back at you when taking the roll, giving silent reassurance.

You watch with bated breath as she closes the distance to gingerly wrap the wound on the left side of its body, careful to not pull them too tightly. “There we are, dear. Be careful not to move too much.”

The Roselia perks up, a smile plastered across her face. While wobbly on her feet, she clearly wasn’t in pain anymore. In an act of confidence, you move out from the safety of Cogita’s back, holding a cake out to the Pokemon.

“You’re probably hungry, right?” Roselia’s smile grows larger, happily taking the food from your hands, nibbling on it slowly.

“Perhaps we should stay out here for a little longer than we intended, love, just to ensure that this one gets back up on her feet.” You can’t help the smile growing on your face, watching the precious Pokemon eat. “You needn’t even ask.”

“... Don’t tell me you're thinking of taking her home with us, love.” “I won’t make any promises. Besides, an extra face around home would brighten things up considerably.” Cogita can’t help but sigh at your less than subtle attempts to convince her, but the smile etched on her face tells you that Roselia’s already won her over.

#pokemon x reader #cogita x reader #fem reader #request stuff #girl help my back is trying to kill me

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kyuriirokkin · 1 year

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Scaramouche (Wanderer) x Reader

This is an occurence after the Archon Quest in Sumeru

An AU where he lost his memories

It was after the traveler and Nahida defeated Scaramouche. He fell unconsious for weeks and in those weeks, you would from time to time visit and help Nahida care for him. You were in your abode when he woke up, though he was not with you but instead he was in the care of Nahida. When Scaramouche – or should I say, the Wanderer – awoke, Nahida explained some stuff to him, not about his past though, she thought that was better for now. She explained only enough to make things make sense for him. While talking, she mentioned your name, that you took care of him aswell.

Days passed and you were aware of the fact that he was finally awake, Nahida went to you with him and introduced him to you properly and on that day you developed a friendship with him.

You were bored and didn't know what to do, until he popped up on your mind and decided to go and find him. He often spent time alone wandering around Sumeru City or doing nothing while Nahida helps out other people. There was this one place he told you he liked and would spend most time in so you decided that place was where you would go to first. Luckily, he was there, sitting alone and seeming to be lost in thought.

You slowly approached him, greeting him with a "hey" as you sat beside him. "Do...you need anything?" he asked. "No," you said in response, "just wanted to spend some time with you, anything wrong with that?" "Huh? Oh! The great Y/n wants to spend time with me! I'm honored to be in your prescence my Almight Queen!" he said using sarcastic tone. You looked at him, one eyebrow raised. You slowly got up to go, "You know what, nevermind" you said with furrowed eyebrows. "W-wait no! haha- I was just- pfft I was- HAHAHA- kidding, hehe, you should've seen the look on your face! Now- hah- sit back down pft- please." You obliged and sat back down, looking at the ground while the two of you were silent.

You wanted to talk and spend time with him, yes, you even thought about what to talk about and played a conversation in your head but now that you were actually here, sat beside him, you completely forgot about all of that, you didn't know what to talk about. He sat, looking at you with curiousity, "So, what do you wanna do? Anything planned?" You forgot what you wanted to do and/or talk about.

"How about.. we just talk? How was your day? What did you do today?" That was how you decided the conversation would go, with the simple how was your day, silently hoping it would lead somewhere. "My day was fine, it went like any other day. I took a walk around Sumeru City today, people were giving me this strange looks, as if they knew me, they've always been giving me these looks, now that I think of it, the looks they were giving me.. it was as if they were scared of me. I remember Nahida mentioning something about my past, Y/N, please tell me, do you know anything about this?" "Yes," you answered, unsure of whether or not you should tell him. You stared at the ground thinking, you decided it is best not to tell him as it has not been a very long time since he has awoken, you're not sure how he would take this. Maybe in the future, you would tell him, or maybe Nahida would. If neither, then on his own? "but it's best I don't tell you, it might be too hard for you, I'm sorry" you continued finally having decided on what to say.

"I deserve to know, don't I? I mean, it's MY life, my past! You can't just keep MY past a secret from me, tell me." he said, angry and confused, he wanted to know why people were giving him those looks and why you are looking at him like that, did he do something bad? Something so terrible that whenever he went in a room, it would go silent, if not, then murmurs! What exactly did he do? He wanted to know if he could fix this. "No, please trust me, it's best if you did not know why and what happened, maybe in the near future you'll figure it out, but for now, please, don't try anything." You told him.

He looked at you for a second then at the ground. "If you're so keen on not letting me know then.. okay. I trust you, I just can't stand those stares, I'm sorry for the sudden outburst" You looked at him with symphathy, he looked back at you. "Please don't look at me like that, you look stupid you know.." he said in a teasing voice. "Oh- so I'm guessing you aren't mad at me?" You smiled at him. "oH sO Im GuEsSiNg YoU aReNt MaD aT Me?" he responded, mocking you "of course not dumbass, heh if you think it's for the best then I trust you. but uh.. can you atleast tell me a bit? like why they look at me like.. they're scared of me?" he asked. "No," you said frowning at him. "Eh, it was worth a try."

"Oh yeah, there's this new restaurant that has opened recently, have you heard of it?" asked he. Yes, you've heard of it, in fact, you were thinking of going there someday so you instead took this opportunity to go there today, with him. He agreed to go with you, saying, "Yeahh, I'd love to go with you, last one there is a rotten egg!" as he slowly got up to run, you too, got up to run and tried to catch up to him. He was.. childish, but that is one of the reasons why you liked him, his personality.

He got there first, he didn't seem to be tired, you were catching your breath, finally outside the restaurant and about to go in. "Loser," he said as he closed one of his eyes and stook his tongue out. "Let's just go in already," you said, hungry and you also heard the food there was absolutely amazing so you were excited to taste the food.

=========☆======♡======☆======== This is actually my first time writing like this so constructive critisism are very much welcome!! I need and want them to better my writing for you, like, is it too fast paced? How do you think I can slow it down?:) how I can better my writing.

Please tell me your thoughts and thank you so much for reading this! and maybe suggestions?? if you want that is

#kunikuzushi x reader #genshin x gn reader #genshin x you #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin x reader #scaramouche x reader #wanderer x reader

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abellaheart-blog · 2 years

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Welcome to my blog!

Requests: CLOSED! I need to catch up on the ones in my inbox (Headcanons, One shots, yandere, and nsfw allowed)

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I consider myself a multi-fandom blog but I mainly write for Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure. I write for several fandoms, anime, manga, video games, etc. I like writing yandere too. I mainly write anime fanfiction and character x reader but I also do a bit of my personal OC fanfics for my Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure OC. Feel free to message me or send asks about other fandoms. Many times I didn’t list a fandom I’m into is because I don’t feel as confident writing for the characters but I’ll certainly try!

Fandoms I Write for:

Anime: My Hero Academia, Tokyo Revengers, Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure, Food Wars, Yuyu Hakusho, Katekyo Hitman Reborn, Hunter x Hunter, Demon Slayer, High School DxD, Soul Eater, Dragon Ball, Yu-Gi-Oh! (Season 0, Gens 1-5), One Punch Man, Ouran High School Host Club, Panty and Stocking with Garterbelt, High School of the Dead (H.O.T.D), Dragon Half, Howl's Moving Castle, and Rosario Vampire

The following I only write for certain characters: Naruto, Bleach, Death Note, Fist Of The North Star, Saint Seiya, Toriko, Seven Deadly Sins, Black Clover, Fairy Tail, Sailor Moon, Fruits Basket, D.Gray-Man, Inuyasha, and One Piece

Video Game: Kingdom Hearts, Legend of Zelda, Persona 5, Smash Bros (occasionally but I’m not as familiar with the games on the switch, I’m more of a PlayStation person)

Rules Here Please Read my Rules, if not listed it’s most likely allowed

Tag List:

If interested in being tagged in my fics here’s a LINK: I tag by fandom

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My Master List

My Master list is alphabetized! I have various fandoms: anime’s, video games, and cartoons! My Content with adult/sexual themes will have, “🔞NSFW“ titled next to them. I will update it frequently with the recent date marked in the title.

How my master list is organized:

Name of Series (Alphabetized by first letter)

1. Number with character name. The characters are alphabetized by first name.

Each bullet represents each one shot with the character numbered

Stories are divided by chapters and will go as such:

“Title of story”

Description of book (AU, Genre, Setting, warnings if it’s mature content)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

2. Some stories may be separated in a section of a group of stories with a particular similarity. (Examples include a Valentine's section or Halloween themed section) Separate books that include various character love interests or harem themes are numbered in its own section while one shots with similar themes have its own section.

That all! Enjoy my Master List

Haikyuu! 🏐

1. Yu Nishinoya x Reader

"Surprise Birthday" (Nishinoya x Reader)🔞NSFW {Birthday Special} 🎊

Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure

Master List Here

My JJBA OC Content

Abella x Trish Una

Sweet Theme F/o Asks

Trish x Abella Selfship NSFW Meme Post

Trish x Abella Relationship Card Selfship Post

Trish x Abella Relationship Level Selfship Post

Abella x Fugo Panacotta

Sweet Themed F/o Asks

"A Dance?" (Abella x Fugo Songfic)

"For Me Tesoro?" (Abella x Fugo Minific)

First Date Scenario (Abella x Fugo Minific)

Kingdom Hearts 💙🗝

Quotev Quizzes

Visit The Melody Of Memory Café And Get A Character (Results Include Mickey, Riku, Kairi, Aqua, Ventus and Sora)

Visit The Organization 13 Café And Get A Character

Visit The Kingdom Hearts Café And Get A Character (Results Include Sora, Kairi, Riku, Ventus, Aqua, Terra, Xion and Vanitas)

Kingdom Hearts x Reader Quizzes

Plan A Vacation And Get A Kingdom Hearts Lover(Results Include Kairi, Riku, Sora, Xion, Namine, Aqua, Roxas, and Axel) Note: Male & Female Reader

Go On A Lunch Date With Sora And See What He Thinks (Sora x Reader)

Valentine Themed Quizzes❣️

Go On A Valentine’s Date And Get A Kingdom Hearts Character (Results Include Sora, Kairi, Riku, Ventus, Aqua, and Terra)

Get A Kingdom Hearts Valentine’s Date (Results Include Kairi, Riku, Sora, Aqua, Roxas, Xion, Axel, and Zexion)

Legend of Zelda

1. Link x Reader

“Wolf To The Rescue” (Twilight Princess Link x Reader)

My Hero Academia

1. Almight x Reader ❤️💛💙

“You Are Here For Me” (Young Almight x Bi Classmate Reader)

2. Izuku Midoriya x Reader

“The Ninja and Deku" (Pro Hero Izuku x Ninja Pro Hero Reader) 🔞NSFW

Izuku x Reader (Short Love Letter) 💚📝 #1

Classmate Reader, healing quirk. Fluffy and Nerdy Deku.

3. Nana Shimura x Reader

“I’ll Love You Always” (Nana Shimura x Female Sidekick Reader)

4. Various character x reader Scenarios

Female Pro Heroes accepting a gift from their partner (Nemuri Kayama, Rumi Usagiyama, Ryuko Tatsuma, Nana Shimura)

Halloween MHA Fanfiction 🧡🖤🎃 (Various Characters)

“Not So Quiet Halloween” (Tsuyu Asui x Female! Doppelgänger Reader) 🎃🍬🍫

“Phantom Heart” (Skeleton Almight x Phantom Reader)💀🎃

AU, Disney Halloween Town

“Love Me, Devilman” (Devil Denki x Voodoo Doll Reader) 😈🔞NSFW

"Pranksters Paradise For An Undead Bride" (Frankenstein Dabi x Zombie Reader)🔞NSFW

AU, Monsters and mythical creatures

“Pumpkin Halloween” (Pumpkin King Bakugo x Plant Monster Reader) 🎃

AU, Disney Nightmare Before Christmas, Monster AU, everyone is a monster

One Piece

1. Portgas D. Ace x Reader

"Snowy Exploration" (Portgas D. Ace x Reader) 🔞NSFW

“Love, Fire, And A Baby” (Portgas D. Ace x Pregnant Reader) 🔞NSFW

Quotev Quizzes

Which Straw Hat Pirate Are You Most Likely To Date?

Saiki kusuo no ψ-nan/The Disastrous Life of Saiki K.

1. Shun Kaidou x Reader

“Kaidou’s Birthday” (Kaidou x Smitten Reader) 🎊🎂{Birthday Special}

Yu-gi-oh!

My future Yu-gi-oh master list will be huge so it will eventually have a separate master list. I will have several generations: yu-gi-oh season 0, duel monsters, Gx, 5ds, Zexal, and Arc v content. All are character x reader content.

1. Yugi Muto x Reader

“A Special Gift” (Yugi Muto x Reader) 💕🎄 {Christmas Fluff}

“Christmas Cheer” (Abridged Yugi x Reader) ❄☃🎄

“Love You Inside And Out” (Over Weight Yugi x Reader) 🔞NSFW

"Love Can Be Hard Expressing" (Yugi x Reader) 🎂🎊🎈{Birthday Special 2018}

“Wedding Night” (Yugi x Bashful Bride Reader) 🔞NSFW

“Couples Secret Sexy Session” (Yugi Muto x Reader) 🔞NSFW

“We Are One True Pairing” (Venom Yugi x Reader) 🔞NSFW 🖤🕸

“The Nutcracker” (Nutcracker Yugi x Ballerina Reader)

AU, The Nutcracker. Inspired by Barbie in the Nutcracker. Fluff, angst, romance, adventure, fantasy, Christmas fic

Chapter 1 “Merry Christmas! Meet Your Very Special Nutcracker”

Chapter 2 “Peppermint Forest And Toyland! Your Journey Continues!”

Chapter 3 “The Sugar Plum Princess Arrives! Happily Ever After”

Yugi Headcanons

Waking up having realized he fell asleep on reader's shoulder

2. Yami Yugi x Reader

How he reacts to you sleeping on his shoulder

3. Yugioh Boys x Reader

Headcanons

How the boys would react to finding out their GF is a Werewolf (Seto Kaiba, Yugi Muto, Yami Yugi, Joey Wheeler, Tristan Taylor, and Duke Devlin)

Quotev Quizzes

Visit The Yugioh Café And Get A Character (Results Include Yugi, Atem, Kaiba, Joey, Ryou Bakura, Marik, Yami Bakura, And Yami Marik)

Yugioh x Reader Quizzes

How Much Does Yugi Muto Love You? (Yugi x Reader)

Go On A Winter Date With Yugi Muto And See What He Thinks Of It (Yugi x Reader)

Throw A Halloween Bash And Get A Yugioh BoyFriend (Results Include Atem, Yugi, Kaiba, Marik, Ryou Bakura, Joey, Yami Bakura, And Diva Aigami)

What Halloween Couples Costume Will You Get? Yugioh Edition! (Results Include Atem, Yugi, Kaiba, Marik, Ryou Bakura, Joey, Yami Bakura, And Diva Aigami)

Plan A Christmas Party And Get A Yugioh Boyfriend (Yugi, Kaiba, Atem, Joey, and, Ryou Bakura)

Yuyu Hakusho

Team Uremeshi Headcanons

Team Uremeshi x Female Olympic gymnast Reader

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yestrday · 2 years

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On the opposite end of the spectrum, may I suggest the upperclassmen with an immature younger sibling/imouto type MC? Just a reckless, naïve, wild card of a person who s o m e h o w managed to attract a whole group of unhinged admirers. Idk, I just think it would be funny.

you might like : yan! first years w/ oneesan-esque darling , yan! third years hcs

( collars, perverted behavior, manipulation )

he's already got the big brother vibe going on. you two are already a match made in heaven. childe adores you, spoiling you at every given time and always going along with your whims. one of his favorite things to do is to cook you food, since you usually forget to bring your own lunch. what a ditz... but at least he gets the chance to see you stuff your face with his food! he laughs in delight and brushes away stray crumbs as you exclaim through mouthfuls of food at how good his cooking is. seeing you happy because of him honestly makes his day!

however... that naive nature of yours might get you into trouble, y’know~? your wide, innocent eyes that look at him with sooo much trust, damn. you’re literally asking him to take advantage of you! from time to time he’ll intoxicate you with his sweet words, reeling you in with words that bait your childish curiousity and taking away the others’ time with you. accident after accident follows you and you’re both frightened and confused without even realizing the obvious shadow of the man trailing behind you.

it’s so, so fun, messing with you like this. but he can’t help it! the terrified expression that takes over your usually ditzy features is soooo fun to look at!

“tsk, tsk,” childe clicks his tongue disapprovingly. his large hands clasp themselves on your shoulders as he presses his chest on your back. you’re forced to face the mess you— you swear you didn’t do any of this!— caused.

his breath tickles your ear as he murmurs, “look. look at alll this. i’m the one who has to clean up after you, y’know?” from the corner of your eye, childe’s deep blue eye glints almost dangerously. “surely you still have some conscience left to pay back your loving senior?”

zhongli tells him not to tease you too much, but it’s so fun to see you curl into his touch and nod frantically, fully under his control.

you know, you’re gonna kill diluc one of these days. those reckless, foolish actions of yours has him snapping his neck to and fro as he tries to keep you away from danger. if childe and itto are the ones that pull you into danger, diluc is wholeheartedly trying to stop you. he’s always, always warning you, and yet being the hardheaded thing you are, you never seem to heed his words. he could really just save himself the headache and leave you alone, but he’s naturally drawn to you. he’s pressing down your clothes crinkled from playing, fixing your tie and fixing your hair. anything you ask he will give.

so please, listen to him just once, will you? do you really not value his words that much? because if you had an ounce of respect for him you’d steady yourself and stop getting yourself into these dangerous situations! he’s already had plans to lock you away, and the more you prove how irresponsible you are with handling yourself, the closer you are to reaching his bad ending. just... give him some sort of reassurance of your safety, and he’ll probably stay put. probably.

“[your name]. i’m begging you.” the thought of the diluc begging is almost impossible, but here you are now. “if you have any— any! — self-respect, you’d stop your foolishness and stay still.”

confusion etches itself onto your face. you don’t know what brought this on. you were only receiving treatment in the clinic after a pretty nasty fall down the stairs before he bursts into the room and his frantic eyes fall on the dark bruise blossoming across the side of your torso.

“i–i’m not sure what’s going— ah!” diluc’s gloved hands dig onto the wounded part. “that– that hurt!”

“... did it now?” his voice is so condescending, as if mocking you you flinch when his dark eyes meet yours. you gulp. “then you better steady yourself. or i’ll jus have to tie you down myself.”

itto loves that energy you have going on! he plays with you a lot, pulling you into extreme adventures and situations, much to the chagrin of the other harem members. he puts you on his shoulders to reach the beetle on the highest branch, or carry you away as soon as the authorities are coming. most times you get into trouble with itto, although the teachers and students are in silent agreement that he’s just a bad influence on you. he’d boisterously laugh and pull you in by the side, lovingly ruffling your hair and smugly announcing that you just really love to be around him. you don’t deny it because really, where’s the lie?

more often than not, violent images of you flash behind his eyes and he’s overcome with guilt. he knows he shouldn’t be thinking such things, not when you smile at him so brightly and look at him with such adoring eyes. and yet, the more primal side of him feeds him oh-so-tempting images of his fangs sinking down into the soft of your neck, or your dumb and dazed look as he sits you on his lap and forces you to give up your everything to him. ah, fuck. now he’s drooling.

“itto, itto! look—!”

he can hear you calling his name, feel you tugging on his sleeves as you point to an shiny new beetle you’ve never seen before. but right now the top buttons of your uniform are undone due to all the playing, revealing the smooth expanse of your upper chest. unknowingly, a pierced tongue swipes across his lower lip and he gulps.

your hand can barely encase his palm, and he wonders if it’d break too easily as he hoists you up for his own taking. perverted fantasies slowly overtake him as he imagines unbuttoning the rest of the uniform and digging into your flesh. he wonders if your blood would be metallic and tangy, wonders if your childish naivety turns into horrified realization.

he squeezes your palm tightly (oh, how small it was) and fakes a stiff smile. he shouldn’t be thinking like this. you don’t deserve it. but he wonders if he deserves all this painful torture as he holds himself back just for you.

whenever he’s around you, kaeya’s sure that he won’t be easily bored. you’re brimming with entertainment, always dragging him around as you go about your day with wide-eyed curiosity. kaeya naturally tags along, maybe even act as the devil on your shoulder and encourage you. he’s just really happy that someone wants to be around him for so long and not look at him with some degree of wariness like the others do. he can chalk that aspect of yours to foolish trust, but kaeya’s honestly glad that you’re a wee bit stupid. with you, loneliness is barely a thing.

although, that makes his times alone even harder to bear compared to the time when he hadn’t met you. there’s nothing more he wants to do than see you run back to him with that childish grin and adoring eyes. and what better way than make you rely on him? a few strings to pull here and there, keep you on your toes for just a bit (although paranoia is a more fitting term), and sure some people might end up getting hurt in the crossfire. and yeah, maybe you’ll end up feeling the guilt for the rest of your life. but no one is dead! and plus, seeing you cling to him as you sob brokenly gives him a twisted sense of satisfaction.

kaeya’s dark hands know how to work their magic, soothing your back as they rack from hiccups and sobs and bringing your head closer to his warm chest. “poor thing,” he murmurs to you, gently lifting your head to see your teary-eyed face. as much as kaeya loves your carefree spirit, something about you being as broken as him leaves him wanting for more.

“perhaps you should’ve listened to diluc... your reckless nature really is a bit troublesome, you know?” you’re surprised that he’d actually agree with diluc, but you can’t bring yourself to disagree.

“i– i’m sorry,” you sob. “i didn’t know better! i shouldn’t have gone there!”

“you shouldn’t,” kaeya affirms, kissing the space between your brows and wiping your wet eyes. “rely on me a little more, alright? don’t go anywhere by yourself... don’t ever leave my side.”

in the midst of your fear-numbed thoughts, you absentmindedly nod a deadly promise.

another free-spirited guy, venti is another one who indulges you. noticeably, he’s far gentler than the others and actively tries to keep you out of harm’s way, though not very obvious. after all, you’re his muse, and he wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to you! most days he invites you to his jam sessions, singing happy songs together without a care in the world. other days he’d sneak a bottle of wine and take advantage of your curiousity to prod you into drinking some, much to zhongli’s contempt. he often coaxes you into pulling harmless yet elaborate pranks on the other members and if one of them should fall victim, if they’d look behind them they could hear the mischievous cackles of you two as the ends of your uniforms scamper out of view.

yet another one who likes to take advantage of your foolish trust, but it’s nothing too harmful (or at least, not compared to the others). venti invites himself into your home and you let him, unsuspecting of the things he does when you’re out of sight. there’s just sooo much inspiration to be had here! when he gets home, still drunk off your scent, he frantically flips to a fresh page of his lyric book and jots down incomprehensible lyrics of your beautiful gait. zhongli takes a peek the next day, and distaste immediately overtakes him as he reads over the lecherous lines.

“... he’s sooo mean!” venti rants to you one day, petting your hair as you lay down on his lap. “he says that my lyrics are too filthy! do you agree with him, [your name]?”

you actually don’t know what his lyrics are about. you haven’t seen his lyric book ever since zhongli had a stern talk to you about it. but why would his lyrics be dirty? the venti you know is absolutely capable and wise, and even one of the best students in the music program! you grin and nod, absolutely unaware of the situation. “i think your lyrics are the best, ven”

he squeals and nuzzles your nose with his. “of course, you do!” he coos. “my darling [your name]... ♡ gosh, how are you still adorable after all this time!”

he tickles and kisses you all over your face, eliciting delighted giggles from you. you don’t even notice the hand he’s slipped underneath your shirt, perversely groping and stroking the undefiled skin underneath.

zhongli finds your naiveness refreshing and it gives him a sense of satisfaction to be the one to teach you all that you need to know. to be honest, if it were any other person he’d find them a brat (coughhutaocough), but there’s something... different about you. zhongli also loves to spoil you, likes seeing your eyes sparkle as he covers you with jewelry you’d never dream of adorning. you often come to him for more of his stories and he’ll happily make space in the tea club for you. out of all your seniors, you hold his opinion in the highest regard, something that the others find absolutely annoying.

still, your recklessness can bring about unneccessary trouble, making zhongli feel that he needs to put you on a tighter leash. you’re very hyperactive, he says, and he feels the need to drill some sort of elegance and style into you. this is, after all, an elite school. some actions of yours just won’t be tolerated. what you think is his guidance is to him training a dog to stay still.

“umm... zhongli... do i really need a leash..?” you know it’s impudent of you to question his actions, but the leather has you in a chokehold, and sitting on your knees as he looks down at you elicits feelings that you were incapable of identifying.

the crueler part of him is tempted to call you an idiot. here you are, seated so submissively for him, so vulnerable, and you have no clue about what’s going on. he could do all sort of things to you and yet you’d still believe he was doing his job as a good senior.

but if you insist, he’ll play the part of a benevolent mentor. he sighs and crouches down to your leve. “this is training, [your name]. once you graduate, you will be in a place where that personality of yours will be shunned.”

his eyes glow as an amused smile drapes over his lips. “now behave or else.”

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bakugoubabygirl · 3 years

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okay before I start she going to choose one. Don't worry if its not the one you wanted her to choose bc its going to be a Roller coaster of emotions and a lot of back and forth for awhile BC I FUCKING LOVE BOTH OF THESES BOYS. also there will be smut soon and it wont be vanilla .

YOUR POV

"Lets go before they find us" I whispered tugging on Bakugou arm. He didn't say a word and followed me. " Lets get some food at the stand" I gave him smile. Bakugou followed me he seem kind of moody though more moody then usual . " Are you going to say yes?" Was he asking about tododroki. I didn't give much thought to that . I like him a lot but if I was being honest with myself i had feelings for someone else. " I dont know I like him a lot and i think it would be amazing. But i also think I have feelings for someone else. To be fair they haven't shown no sign of returning this feeling. Maybe I ought to say yes and forget about the other guy like that" I admitted. " Who is this other guy" He asked. Why was he so damn interested and how can i tell him its him. "Not telling" I felt my face getting red. Next thing I Knew I was getting pinned against a wall. " Tell me" He growled. Why was this bothering him so much. If only he knew that telling him would ruin our friend ship . He would never look at me the way I look at him. because I was made to be the villan. Bakugou strive to be perfect at everything and I was not perfect. " Bakugou Its you stupid" Then I broke free from his grasp . I didn't want t o know his reaction or have him mocked me. I hurried and disappear into the crowd. Still haven't found any thing to eat my tummy started growl. When I heard my name being called out, The next thing I knew someone dragged me off somewhere quite. I'm so sick of being pulled around today. It was my dad, Honestly I was relived that it wasn't Bakugou . " Hey I know you and how your going to give it all but You need to make sure your head is clear. Ive been studying and your powers feed off you emotions. I want to make sure you have a clear head" he said worriedly . OH god I'm screwed my head is far from clear. " Yeah I'm not focusing on anything right now except for winning" I said and I fake smiled. " that's Great I Know your going to make me proud. I may be rooting midoryia but Your my number one and I hope you win more." He smiled. Pulled me and for a hug. " Thank you dad and don't worry Ill cut all there throats open" I laughed. Then it was time to to go back to the arena. Time to face bakugou mental and physical . I think mentally would be harder to do. Midnight call me and bakugou to fight first. I try not to think about what had conspire between us earlier. I need to focus to keep my head cleared. We both step into the ring. Bakugou goes to attack me and I dodge it just in time. Then I Blast one of my purple fire balls at him and he dodge to . This was really upsetting, and I Take one of my shadow hands out and it wraps around his body. I started to think about how he never loses. He was perfect and every way and would make a fine super hero one day. something you'll never be the voice was back again.

Bakugou POV

She had her hand wrapped around me. I had to escape and then I saw Her starting to levitate off the ground. Her eyes flash purple there was a gasp from the crowd. She slam hard into the ground with the shadow hand. She was Going to kill me. I jump up and fired another explosion at her this time using more force. She shield it and then made a big shadowy fist at the ground causing it to erupt . I almost fell but then I caught my balance. This time I used my full force now that I knew it wouldn't hurt her too bad. The explosion was so big she couldn't shield it. She was on the ground and lay there for several of seconds. I walked over her to see if I have won and if she was okay. She started to get back up again and she grabbed a whole of me again. She grabbed me so tight with the shadow arm I couldn't breath. My face started to turn purple I was pretty sure I was going to die. The crowed was screaming to let me go But she wouldn't listen. " Y/n Please let me go I cant breathe" I try to say but she didn't hear or listen. She wouldn't do this on purpose. Something was seriously wrong . this was not her. " Y/n Please I love you" at that point I didn't fucking care if the whole crowed thought I was a simp . I love her and I need her to came back. Her eyes turn back to e/c when I said that. " Bakugou" she gasps and then dropped me. I could barley move I'm pretty sure she won but she just stared at me. Her eyes started to tear up. " I give up" she yelled. Then ran out of the arena . They announced me winner and The nursing girl came to heal up my minor wounds. I was livid that I won that way. She threw the fight.

Y/N POV

I Brought shame on my dad and my school. I brought shame on myself. The whole world watch it happen too. They watch me turn into a monster. I almost killed bakugou and He never going to want anything to do with me again. I sat outside the stadium on the ground. I'm no hero I cant even go and face what I done. I must of sat there for hours and hours. It was finally dark and everyone left. it started to pour down rain. I decided to go back into the arena to pick up my bag and stuff. It was dark except for a couple security lights. I found my bag when I heard a familiar voice. " Tch where did you go?" Bakugou asked. Was he still talking to me. " heard you won congratulation" I gave him a smile. The air was so cold I could see my own breath.

BAKUGOU POV

" THATS NOT HOW I WANTED TO WIN" he yelled. " YOU GAVE UP THAT FIGHT WAS YOURS" " I almost killed you . I was created for one reason and one reason only. The whole now know so to. I let you guys down and I let my dad down. How can I be the princess of peace when I cant even find peace in my own head. I'm done," I said tears started to pour out my eyes. " IF i was the bad guy you would of won. Your powerful and just because its hard your going to pack up then Your not who I thought you were " he scoffed. " I almost kill you and maybe next time I will. I care about you too much for that to happen" I cried. I started to turn away. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me agaisnt him. " I know you wont. You stop because your good and you over came it. we just have to work on it. Please stay if not for yourself then the million you could save with that power. " I dont know how I stopped myself. All I remeber is blacking out and then waking to see me almost killing youself." I explain. " I said something to you and then you just snapped out of it" He said nervously . " Oh well what did you say" I asked. This could help me find the answer. " I told you I Love you" He blushed. This was a side of him I never seen before. I think im falling to. Todoroki was important to me but in the end bakugou been here. I wasnt sure if I was ready to say it back. I grabbed his face and kiss him. He started kissing back first it was soft but then its starts to get more rough and passionate. He grabbed my ass and pulled me agaisnt him. despite the freezing rain , I felt warm. He pulled away but remain eye contact with me as he pulled something out of his of his jacket. It was a small box and he handed it to me. " I wanted to give this to you when I ask you out after I won the festival correctly . That didn't go as I plan but I still want to win your heart. please accept this and be my girl. I never done this soft shit and I'm sorry if it not something I'm going to show everyday. Your worth taking my pride down a little I guess" His face was red. I open it up and it was a sliver bracelet with his name on it and diamonds. It was beautiful and way too much. I had no idea what to say. " Yes Ill be yours" he pulled me into a tight hug. " lets go to my place you need to get out of the rain and getting late" he said gently. It almost scared me the way he was being so kind. Bakugou POV We arrived at my place. She look like she was about to past out. Today was a lot on all of us. I didn't really won the sports festival but at least I won the girl. I just got to keep that damn icy hot away from her. I wanted to rip the necklace off of her that he gave her. She mine now. " Hey you stupid bitch your late" my mom bitch. No good job bakugou or nothing. " Fuck you too hoe" I said back flipping her off. She was about to really yell, until she saw Y/n come in after me. " Hey Y/n nice to see you again. I saw you tonight you should of just kill him and not worry about it' she laugh. The fucking old hag meant as a joke. Y/n face turn white though. I grabbed her hand and lead her up to my bedroom. She seem like she was still half in a daze. " Lets get out of these wet clothes. You can wear anything of mine for now." I said awkwardly. I knew we were dating but I didn't know her boundaries . There so much I want to do with her. She needed sleep tonight though. we both did. she started to strip off in my room. Oh, she wasn't paying attention to anything really. I couldn't help but to watch in amazement though. She took off her clothes and strip down till she was naked. I had to use all my self control to not do anything. then she put on one of my T-shirts that looked like a dress on her and then a pair of my boxers. I strip down to nothing and but my boxers and laid on my bed. " come here princess" I yawned. She crawled into bed and laid on top of me. She feel asleep instantly but then here phone started going off. I Pick it up and looks at it. Deku: hey are you alright. Me and your dad are really worried. Damn deku fucking worrying about my girl. I didn't want to give her a dad the pro hero a reason to hate me though. Me: yeah I'm fine just staying at a friend house. I'm really sleepy so I'm going to go to bed. Then there was other messages on the screen so I looked. Todo: hey Y/n I'm so worried about you. When you see this please answer and I was wondering if we could meet up tomorrow to talk about today and I have something I wanna ask you. I hope your safe and sleeping well beautiful. Oh hell no. She mine and he going to back the fuck off. I took a pictures of her sleeping on my chest and I sent it. Me: she mine and she sleeping fine thank you. Back the fuck off she mine now!!!!!! Todo: I see for now that may be it. I don't give up and I especially wont stop until she mine. You well slip and when you do ill be there for her. Your impulsive and abusive and don't deserve her. Me: You come any where near her your dead I blocked his number from her phone. I wrapped my arms tight around her and I pass out. The sun filled the room waking me up. She was still asleep. She was so beautiful and peaceful when she sleep. Her phone started buzzing causing her to wake. " Where my phone" she sat up straight looking for it. I handed it to her. The number didn't have a caller id. She scrunch her nose in confusion. " Hello who is this " she answered. " Todoroki, are you alright?" I heard him answered. Great rich boy has more then one phone. " Yes, what happen to your old phone number?" " Long story, where are you at?" " Bakugou house, why whats wrong?" she asked worriedly " Ill be there In 20" he said and then hung up. " Do you have anything else I can where by chance?" she asked " I think you look fine in that Idiot" I snorted grabbing her wait. " I cant go out like this" she said digging though the bag of mina and kiri clothes that they leave here. " Your not going anywhere with him and no way in hell wearing that" She hold up a short pink dress of mina. Mina was shorter then Y/n so this dress was gonna not cover anything. She took off my shirt and put on the dress anyways not listening to me at all. She grabbed my hair brush and tied it back out her face. she look stunning even though she didn't try and its for him. " I fucking mean it your not going anywhere with him" I yelled. " Chill out you have to trust me. He one of my friends and I'm yours so don't worry" she said try reassuring me. I almost lost her to him though. He going to try all Kinds of flirty shit. I cant be okay with this but I have too. She will leave if I'm too controlling. " One hour then come back" I grumbled. " I have to go home afterwards and talk to my dad" She sigh. She was right even though I wanted some time with her. The door bell ring and I hurried up to open it. IT was half and half baster. " Leave your hands off of her and no flirty shit or I will Murder you" I screamed and then Y/n push me put of the way. I grabbed her and kiss her so fucking hard in front of him. She push me away and laughed. " I'm sorry about him" she said. Walking out of the door with him. I kept trying to talk myself out of following them. I decided to invite shitty hair over to distract me.

IM open up to ideas and or request for my one shot books I'm doing. Thank you for read part 7 will be here Thursday at the latest

#bakougu #bhna #katsuki bakugou x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #bnha shoto todoroki #bakugou x reader #izuku midoria x reader #midoriya izuku #dekubaku #allmight daughter #almight #smut #fluff #angst #lovetriangle #jelouse katsuki

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hugobear15 · 6 years

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(Just thought this would be cute because of how Toshinori was an inspirational for Deku, and how protective he was over the school and the students💕So just think of this of how you’d generally and daily live with this)

Daddy!Almight✨Toshinori Yagi

The first time he laid eyes on you when you were born, he was absolutely adored and already knew how much of a dad he’d be to you

When he would be at work, he’d always think about you and how he couldn’t wait to get home, or at least nothing would happen that he could see you

Sometimes your mom would take you out through the city just so you knew how the outside world looked, and of course Toshinori as Almight would see you two and immediately ran over with an attack of kisses for both of you

His huge arms and hands holding you, you were so tiny

That’s until you started to grow

He always measured your height, just so he wouldn’t miss as time flew too fast and you’re already out the house

Your first time in school, he remembered the hesitant look on your face when you realized it was then you had to go and he wouldn’t be coming with you

Your timidity lessened into where you instantly ran into your classroom waving at everyone, leaving the man a bit speechless at first but chuckling after

He’d take you out for ice cream, toys, to go see parades, or to the park, and times an annoying villain would come out but of course he didn’t let anything happen to you (the villain should’ve thought of that)

Thought it was cute too how some Pokémon hats and hoods looked like how his bangs spiked up when he’d “muscle” himself

Then you grew more to elementary, boy now you had complete Christmas lists

Times he chaperoned for your field trips, but mostly he couldn’t, or your mom, so sometimes he’d feel bad and take you to trips himself

You went to the zoo, to the museum, carnivals, or go somewhere like Disney World, and he’d love the looks on your face each time something caught your attention and you could relate it to something else

Middle school, then high school, you were growing so fast, even as he tried to prepared himself for it, it was more surprising for him to take in

Especially when you started to get a hand on your quirk you inherited from both of your parents

You were incredibly strong, and Toshinori knowing how teenagers could be, so he had to admit he was afraid

So around the time he grew even more protective over you, what you were doing, what you might’ve had planned, if you had a crush in school, what you were wearing etc to his craziness

He’d like it if you were really honest, even though he knows some kids lie so they wouldn’t get in trouble or try to avoid a situation, but honestly he’d really think it’s better you tell him everything

Would try to drive you in the right direction with the quirk you have, and doesn’t know how pop culture is these days, so he tries to mark your influences

The time you got your period, whether you were young or during high school, he’d call your mom and tell you not to panic, even though it’s mostly him more on how much your growing other than the blood

Would always think about you when he’s patrolling, or when he’s worrying about his students that he even thinks what the teachers are doing for your safety

Times he wants to have a movie night with you and would positively ignore the groans or grunts you’d make, or disinterested expressions you’d have on your face and still make popcorn as he’d constantly have to tell you to turn your phone off

He loves you, and when he rethinks of the times you were younger, he’d give you forehead kisses, caress your hands, or even hug you

Just his positivity of being old

(Sorry if it was pretty long🙃🙂I hope you enjoyed)

#bnha imagines #all might #almight #bnha x reader #bnha

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kohakuarisaka · 3 years

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God is a Woman (1 of 3)

Takami Keigo x (fem!)Reader

[ SUMMARY ] You loved his dominant side, every flavor of raw passion he could possibly conjure up to offer you. You trusted him to let boundaries be crossed, knowing he would guide you back to safety. Maybe, it was why you wanted a chance to do the same for him. When you asked if you could dom this weekend, you were surprised at how easily he said yes.

[ WARNINGS ] R18+ for graphic sexual content and language. Reader is also a hero. Pre-existing relationship. Female reader with female genitalia and pronouns. No pegging, no male penetration. Topping from the bottom. Romantic relationship. Oral sex. Penis in vagina sex. Consensual sex. Wing kink. Dom/Sub tones. Bondage. Femdom. Mommy kink. Degradation & praise. Dirty talk. No use of protection. Choking & rough play. Biting & scratching. Bratty sub Keigo.

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Takami Keigo, or Hawks, as most knew him, was a skilled pro-hero, ranking in at number 2 in Japan, with an incredibly high success rate in his cases and record low mortality rate, second to only... well, Almight and Endeavor, naturally.

He was incredibly fast, fierce, dangerous if he needed to be, almost unstoppable at times. But, in the privacy of your home, when it was just the two of you, none of that mattered. When he crossed the threshold and took off his visor, he stopped being Hawks for just a little while.

This place was his sanctuary, you were his sanctuary, where he could feel safe and sound for just a little while, without a care in the world beyond getting the TV to work and making the floorboards in the hallway stop squeaking.

Here, it wasn't about being able to take down several villains at once while simultaneously rescuing a couple dozen civilians; it was just about doing some repairs on the house, moving furniture and opening jars for you. For just a little while, he knew peace.

These weekends were few and far between, once a month if you were lucky. He'd come flying in through the window and start ripping your clothes off before he even caught his breath.

'Start the weekend off with a bang', he'd like to say. You couldn't say you had any complaint. Keigo made it so, so easy to drift away, to just be two lovers for a little while, two normal people, and not two heroes with the world on their shoulders.

He was unlike any boyfriend you had ever had before. It wasn't particularly surprising when considering how dangerous he lived and that his life could be snuffed out at any moment. He wanted every second with you to be filled with love and lust, sweet nothings and carnal desires.

With time, trust grew, and simple sex morphed into so much more. You agreed on a safe word and had heated discussions about what you wanted to do together, specifically what he wanted to do to you, things that pushed the boundaries of typical romance into feral territory.

Sometimes, he was slow and thorough, folding you in on yourself and taking his time with praises and sweet words while carving out your insides with his cock. It was almost artistic in a way, as if molding your body to take him so beautifully.

Other times, he asked you if you remembered the safe word, before pinning you down, trapping you beneath him to do nothing more but squirm and whine while he took you hard and fast, as if you were nothing but a toy for him to use at his leisure.

There were times when he would torture you - if you could even call it that - with his feathers, while he sat in a chair and watched you writhe helplessly on the bed, brought to the peak of ecstasy by those flexible plumes, touching so many different places at once.

'On your knees' was a frequent demand, almost always while he was standing so he could look down at you patronizingly. He liked to be called 'Hawks' when he was in one of those moods, and you were his good little fan, eager to please your favorite hero. What better way to do so than with the same mouth that praised him?

Some nights, he was so loving that it brought you to tears. He would kiss every inch of your skin, from the top of your foot, across your ankle and down your leg, each wrist, lapping at the soft skin of your forearm, over the curve of your shoulder and up your neck.

He would suckle at your breasts until they were covered in faint, pink bruises, nipples sore from the gentle abuse. His fingers left no skin untouched, mapping out the shape of you as if afraid he would forget a blemish, a freckle, a scar. Those nights were long, and he was unrelenting, until he was too exhausted to continue.

One of the worst days of his life, you received a text from a spoofed number, the safe word, and asking if he could come over. You knew exactly what that meant and couldn't say 'yes' fast enough.

He came flying in, only bothering to shed his visor and headphones, and worked at his clothes just enough to free his cock. He took you hard and fast on the dining table with few pleasantries exchanged beforehand. He called you everything except your name. But, you weren't just anything.

You were his. No one else's. No one could have this. No one could have you.

Your eyes had flickered away and he gently slapped your cheek, with just enough force to startle you, before snarling to not look away. You were quite certain, that night, that Keigo had never made you come so hard before. The evidence was soaked all down the front of his pants. The sound he made when he finished was deafening, and almost inhuman.

For the rest of the night, his hands never once left you, carefully washing your skin, drying you and pulling your clothes on. He riddled your skin with kisses, uttered again and again how good you were, asked you to forgive him, of all things. As if there anything that needed to be forgiven.

You weren't his outlet, as he sometimes feared. You were an eager participant, senselessly ensnared in this side of him, that was feral and ravenous, possessive and twisted.

Keigo might have sometimes feared that he was disgusting or wrong; but, if that were true, then what did that make you?

No matter how feral, how dirty, or how rough he got, whether he was in the mood to be kind or to abuse, to make a mess of you, to leave you defiled in the best ways, he always, always asked, again and again, if you remembered the safe word, what your color was, were you okay, did you like it.

Of course, you loved every damn second of it, every mood of this dominant side of him, every flavor of raw passion he could possibly conjure up to offer you.

It wasn't just Keigo unleashing pent of frustration, an outlet for mind numbing pleasure and release. You needed it, craved it, just as much as he did, moments of weakness and surrender with someone you trusted more than anything.

Keigo never failed you in this regard. His aftercare was always beautiful, reassuring, with honesty and devotion, even when the session didn't quite go well, even when he accidentally hurt you. There was no wound Keigo failed to mend. You trusted him to let boundaries be crossed, knowing he would guide you back to safety.

Maybe, it was why you wanted a chance to do the same for him. Sometimes, your thoughts wandered, if you could get him to sing for you. You fantasized about how he would look with little bite marks all over his chest. Would he flush a cute shade of pink when you called him a 'good boy'?

Most importantly, would he like that? Would he enjoy being beneath your hands for a change? Could you give him the same kind of ecstasy he never failed to give you?

His voice tore you from your thoughts.

"What was that, babe?" Keigo asked softly, his head tilting back to catch your gaze.

You were used to seeing Keigo dressed like a hero, in a skin tight jumpsuit and heavy coat and pants with tactical boots on his feet. He looked a little silly in baggy lounge pants and a loose T shirt that hid his well-toned physique, sitting on your couch, no less, with his hair a wild disaster and bare feet propped up on the coffee table.

"I was wondering..." you began, draping over the back of the couch to lean beside him.

"Would it be alright if I domed this weekend?" you asked.

"Yeah," he replied plainly, gold eyes catching yours.

"Uhm - oh," you blurted out dumbly, surprised he didn't ask for clarification, or voice a concern, or anything, really.

"Are you sure?" you added on carefully.

"Yeah," Keigo replied, again, casually.

You stared back at him, clearly lacking in confidence, which Keigo acknowledged with a frown.

"Think I won't like it?" he challenged softly.

"Well, I mean, maybe?" you offered, standing upright and looking away from him.

"My masculinity is in jeopardy," he commented dryly.

You pouted at him, not because of the stupid joke, but because he was making light of something that was serious.

Keigo rolled his shoulders a little, his expression softening. "Come on, babe. I trust you. If you wanna take control, then let's do it. Don't go easy on me, alright?"

His tone was unapologetically sincere, and it made your heart flutter.

"O...kay," you hummed out slowly.

It was Friday. You had tonight, and then two whole days to play with him.

Play... oh boy.

Keigo directed his gaze back down to the book propped up in his lap and you shimmied over, still standing behind him at the back of the couch, and tangled your dominant hand in his hair, carefully tousling the messy, blonde strands.

"Are you sure you're sure?" you asked, drawing out the conversation.

You began smiling when he hummed at the sensation of the pads of your fingers digging into his scalp. You caught the hair between your fingers and pulled gently, just to enhance the sensation, knowing how much he loved it.

"You're not gonna taser my nuts, right?" Keigo asked hoarsely, tilting his head back until it hit the back of the couch and his gold eyes could look up at you.

You gawked down at him in horror. "What the - taser - no!" you howled, wondering where the hell he came up with something like that.

"Are ya' gonna stab me, pluck my feathers or somethin'?" he continued, a small smirk showing that he was amused by your outburst.

"Why would I - god, no," you retorted fiercely. "I would never hurt you."

Judging the look in his eyes, Keigo clearly knew that already.

"Then," he groaned, straightening out his neck and returning his eyes to his book, "I'm sure I'm sure."

You sighed, leaning against the couch and draping partially over him, peering over his shoulder at whatever it was he was reading. From what you could gather, it was something about quirks used in war crimes, and other horribly boring things. Figured, even when he was on break, he still was doing hero work.

"Can I...?" you uttered, trailing off as thoughts swarmed your mind, possibilities, where to lead this moment. "-start now? Is now good?"

"You're the boss," Keigo hummed agreeingly.

Clearly, he wasn't worried. In fact, if you didn't know any better, you would have thought he was being a brat on purpose, maybe to rile you up. You intended to have fun, but you wanted to make it good for him, too.

Your fingers had stopped, but your hand was still on top of his head. You slowly slid it around until you were cupping his jaw, long fingers gently caressing the bone and stubble dusting his skin. You pulled, tilting his head back, and forced his eyes off his book.

His gold orbs flickered away and peered up at you curiously. You could still catch whiffs of his aftershave from his morning shower and preening.

The ruby red gemstones decorating his lobes flickered in the light, and his wings were carefully spread out along the space beside him to avoid being squished, draped elegantly over the couch cushions.

Red, oh so red. That color looked so beautiful on him.

"It's not nice to ignore me," you whispered into the space right above his ear.

There was no missing the sudden catch of his breath, where, for just a split second, Keigo stopped his inhale, before shuddering it out slowly. His hands carefully tucked his bookmark into the seam and closed the book, before sliding it off his lap and onto the couch.

"Sorry," he hummed, sounding surprisingly sincere.

His voice was calm enough, but had the slightest edge to it. That did damn well to wash away any uncertainties you had up until that moment.

Your hands cupped both sides of his neck and slowly slid down, fingertips dragging along his skin. When you touched the hem of his shirt, you pushed the loose fabric aside to touch his bare shoulders. His feathers shuddered faintly in response.

"I'll let it go this one time," you uttered, mouthing at the skin right behind his ear.

Keigo swallowed loudly when you nibbled on his ear lobe. It was brief, for your lips ventured down his neck, kissing and nipping at his throat, while your hands sank down his front, shamelessly feeling up the muscles adorning his chest.

He twitched when you suddenly rolled one of his nipples between your index and middle finger. Keigo arched his back slightly off the couch and turned his head, offering more of his neck. His legs spread unconsciously and you peered down, spotting the bulge pressing at the seam.

"You're so cute," praise fell from your lips. "-like being felt up?"

Keigo let out a weak laugh that sounded more like an exhale. "Is that what this is?"

You bit down into the juncture where his shoulder met his neck and felt his wings shift, one grazing you in the process. You briefly contemplated scolding him for that; but, you loved when his wings unconsciously moved in response to your touch, and loved even more when they touched you.

Instead, you leaned up, hands following to cup Keigo's neck and throat. He followed obediently, head tilting back, just in time to meet you in a sudden, feverish kiss.

Keigo moaned a pleased hum against your mouth. It was awkward at this angle, but that only added to the excitement, especially when Keigo's hands lifted to touch you. They just barely skimmed your arms when you suddenly pulled back from the kiss.

Apparently, nothing needed to be said. Your eyes met Keigo's gold orbs and he seemed to get the message, for his hands carefully retreated. You watched him, likely unconsciously, roughly drag his palms down his clothed lap. His dominant hand lingered, thumb dragging along the hem of his pants.

"Don't even think about touching yourself," you scolded him, firm, albeit with some softness.

Keigo hissed out, "fuck. Seriously?"

"You don't like it when I touch your things, right?" you retorted smoothly, watching something quite scandalous dance behind Keigo's eyes.

"This... is mine," you affirmed, a little darkly, tightening one of your hands just a little bit on the side of his neck. He had taught you that: pressure, but not constricting. You could see lust pooling in Keigo's gold orbs, taking you in almost angrily.

"Do you understand?" you uttered, holding his stare firmly.

He blinked once, slowly. "This-" Keigo lifted his hips off the couch, making sure your eyes had shifted away to steal a glance at his movement, at what he was emphasizing. He lowered his hips back onto the couch and finished, "is yours."

He was wearing a proud smirk when you looked back at his face.

"Mouthy," you observed quietly, as if you were talking to yourself.

In all fairness, Keigo had agreed with what you said and wasn't really out of line, even if he was being a brat. But, the smirk that he was wearing suggested he didn't care about how wrong you were, and liked where this was going.

Your hand slid up his neck and caressed his jaw, fingertips playing with his soft, neatly trimmed chin hair.

But, then, suddenly, you reeled back and pulled away. You could see his wings shift, a brief movement that likely was unconscious. He was probably going to jump off the couch and chase after you, until he realized you were walking around.

The eager look Keigo was wearing was impossible to miss, as was the obvious fact that he was still in control of the situation. He was much stronger than you, and could easily take what he wanted, and there was no denying the downright predatory look in his eyes.

Yet, he was patient, letting you have your fun, and unable to die he was enjoying this game, too. He was used to seeing you bend to his liking. This side of you was new, and he was excited to see what you would do with it.

Without preamble, you slid onto his lap as if it was your assigned seat, and the fact that it was his body was hardly a concern, thighs slotting right on either side of his. Yet, you hovered, avoiding the contact you knew he was craving. Surprisingly, Keigo kept his hands to himself, and was giving you a look, the kind that said he expected something.

"Do you want to touch me?" you asked, breathing fluttering across his lips from the closeness.

"I want to do a lot of things to you," he replied, bluntly, sounding just a little on the bitter side.

"Do you want to fuck me?" you asked, blinking at him slowly.

"Within' an inch of your life," he answered. It was a practically a snarl, the frustration bleeding through.

"I bet you want to come inside me, too," you continued, whispering to him as if someone else was around and might hear. Keigo's hands were clawing into the couch cushions to keep him grounding before he forfeit the agreement and grab you.

"Is that what you want, baby boy?" you added on, finally dropping your hips down to bring your clothed sexes together. Keigo let out a wispy exhale, his body stiffening to avoid bucking up into you.

"I know how much you love watching it drip out of me, and you always make such a fucking mess," you purred, grinding your hips down, dragging your clothed sex over his clothed cock. If the radiating heat was anything to go by, he wasn't wearing underwear.

"'Baby boy'?" he grunted.

The look in his eyes suggested he didn't dislike it. Maybe, it just surprised him.

"Do you have a listening problem?" you growled, winding your hands up into his hair. You were gentle, but tangled your digits and gave a gentle tug.

Keigo groaned and shuddered, his hips unconsciously moving just a little bit. His eyes fell shut and his head titled back. You gently massaged your fingers along his skull, leaning in close to whisper against his mouth.

"I asked you a question."

"Fuck," Keigo growled, his breath catching for a second. "No. I don't have a listening problem," he answered slowly.

You were quiet for just a moment, waiting until you were certain Keigo was paying attention, and that his gaze was locked solely on your eyes and nothing else.

"Ya' know who gets to fuck me?" you uttered lowly, breath fluttering out across his parted lips. "-who gets to shove their cock in my cunt? Good boys. Are you gonna be good boy for me?"

The predatory look in Keigo's eyes was ever present, but had softened. He looked frustrated, but eager, and almost vulnerable. The desire to take control of the situation had long passed; now, he looked eager to comply.

"Yes," Keigo answered with a loud swallow.

"Yes...?" you hummed expectedly. However, you weren't sure what you expected, or what you wanted him to call you. You didn't think to discuss it earlier.

"Yes... mommy," he answered slowly.

Oh-

That wasn't what you expected; however, it had you shuddering above him, adrenaline pumping and suddenly feeling high on power. There was no uncertainty in Keigo's voice, nor a lack of confidence in his word choice.

He wanted to call you that.

"Good boy," you praised him hoarsely, before tugging him in to align your mouths.

Keigo moaned into the kiss a little too enthusiastically, making you briefly wonder if you had pushed him too hard, leaving him desperate for your touch. However, his hands were still on the bed, and he was doing his best to keep his hips still.

You pulled back from the kiss, caught his gaze, and silently expressed your concern, giving him an opportunity to breathe the safe word, or a concern, anything.

Keigo seemed to understand that, for he harshly whispered, "green - so fucking green."

He leaned in and stole a kiss. Instead of feeling tempted to scold him for it, you just felt reassured. You kissed him back hungrily, and he surrendered to it, letting you drag your lips over his like you were trying to eat him alive.

However, suddenly, your warmth was retreating and you pulled yourself off his lap. Keigo stared up at you with his hair a mess, pitching an impressive tent, and a red blush staining the tops of his ears. His arm muscles were flexing with how tightly he was gripping the couch.

"You want to fuck me?" you asked, sultry and low, as you began shedding your clothes.

"Yes," he answered immediately.

"-shove your cock inside me?" you purred.

"Yes," he growled, jaw clenched tight.

"You better make me come on that handsome face of yours, then," you challenged in a harsh whisper.

Apparently, he didn't need to be told twice, for Keigo knocked his book off the couch in his sudden hustle to lay down. He was longer than the length of the couch, resulting in his ankles flung over the opposite armrest. His wings flapped awkwardly; but, you were patient, letting him wiggle around until he was situated.

Only when he was still, and staring up at you expectedly did you finally climb on top, carefully sliding your knees on either side of his head so you wouldn't accidentally hurt him. You let out a startled yelp when his hands grabbed your thighs and tugged you in, forcing your crotch right over his mouth.

"Geez, Keigo," you whined. "Don't wanna hurt you."

"Don't insult me," he retorted smoothly, breathing out harshly against your wet folds, before tugging you down properly.

His tongue lapped expertly at your sex, dragging across your pearl a few times before plunging into your molten heat. You braced one hand on the back of the couch while the other carefully weaved through his wild, blonde hair.

One of his wings was drooped along the floor while the other, bunched against the back of the couch, curled in and folded against your nude form, crimson plumes sliding along your back in a gentle, wispy embrace.

"Oh fuck that feels good," you moaned, massaging his scalp encouragingly and carefully pushing his hair out of his face. Your head tilted back and was met with his wing

"Oh - mmm - that's a good boy. Yeah - ahh - make mommy come," you purred.

Keigo moaned in response, the sound vibrating against your sex. His hips lifted unconsciously, trying to seek out friction, and met only air. That harsh reminder, coupled with your whines and cries, made his cock throb painfully in his trousers, and encouraged him to try harder.

His hand twisted around, fingers curled over your hip, and you felt the pad of a calloused thumb slide between your nether lips. It didn't take him long to find your pearl and draw circles over it in a steady rhythm.

"Fuck - ohh fuck-" you cried out, thighs trembling on either side of his head.

His tongue lapped at your heat in firm strokes, just barely breaching the muscle to tease the sensitive nerves right at the entrance. You almost wanted to scold him for playing dirty, especially when his other hand reached around and you felt a wandering finger prod at the puckered rim of your other hole.

He wasn't messing around, clearly, hellbent on getting you to come fast and hard. The instructions were technically to make you come on his face. No restrictions on instruments of choice were made, even if the implication was clear. Still, with pleasure igniting your core like a stick of dynamite, you couldn't be bothered to care.

"You l-little - ohhh - Keigo - Keigo-" you chanted, his name fading into a mess of moans and pitiful whines as your orgasm approached rapidly. It hit you hard, leaving you gushing slick over his waiting tongue.

He didn't relent, pace unwavering even when you began twitching and whimpering pathetically as your orgasm waned. Either unsatisfied, or eager to reward him, you weren't quite sure, you slapped his hands away and shimmied down the length of his body until you were hovering over his crotch.

Keigo was panting gently, your essence coating his mouth and cheeks, when you tugged his pants down just enough to free his cock. Oh, it was red, and throbbed needily against his abdomen, begging to be touched.

He hissed when you cupped it, and even you were surprised by how it felt, burning hot and hard as steel. His gold eyes were practically glowing as he stared up at you, half-lidded in a lust-drowned gaze.

You pumped his length and felt him shudder. "You have such a pretty cock, Keigo," you praised him, finding yourself licking your lips at your own words.

From head to toe, the winged hero truly was the thing of dreams. His cock was no exception, long with the perfect thickness, and a bulbous, soft mushroom tip that turned a pretty shade of pink. The most tantalizing trail of blonde hair paved the way from the underside of his bellybutton to the base of his shaft.

"Should I put it inside me?" you suggested in a teasing voice, palming at his sack.

"Fuck - y-yeah," he answered hoarsely, sounding almost pained.

You shimmied down a little further and lapped the tip, tasting the ridiculous amount of pre-come he was spewing. Keigo's hips shuddered and rose off the couch, trying to chase the warm, wet heat.

"Here?" you offered softly, almost patronizing, before wrapping your lips around the head and giving it a teasing suck.

However, despite his body's unconscious response to your tantalizing touch, Keigo groaned in loud protest, head falling back and digging into the couch cushions.

"No - fuck, come on. Please, your pussy - please let me fuck your pretty pussy," he whined, lowly and sultry, sounding almost unlike himself.

You leaned up, releasing his cock, and slid forward, carefully dragging your wet folds across the length of him. His tip hooked on your entrance when you slid back. Rather than dip down and take him, you leaned up, denying him access, and slid over him again, coating his shaft in your slick.

Keigo's hands gripped at the couch cushions, nails biting harshly into the fabric, and his wings fluttered weakly beneath him. Unable to flap properly, the feathers trembled tantalizingly. He was wearing an aroused, yet clearly angry, face, cheeks a beautiful shade of red and eyes wild and starving.

"Come on - fuck - impale yourself on me," he growled out, hips lifting and trying desperately to fuck his cock into you. "I've been good - so, so good - come on - come on - let me fuck you," he babbled on.

You intended to tease him just a little longer; but, then-

"Wanna be in your cute little cunt," Keigo babbled on weakly. "Come on. Please, mommy-"

An inhuman cry escaped Keigo when you sank down on him, all the way, as deep as he could go. You bit back a whimper at the sudden intrusion, the fullness he never failed to provide, not wanting to lose the moment, or distract Keigo.

You watched his eyes flutter shut and pleasure dance across his face. Ignoring the ache that you knew would soon pass, you planted your hands on Keigo's chest and began bouncing on his lap. He moaned loudly in response, clearly surprised by your sudden fury. You barely gave him a chance to breathe, forcing yourself up and down the length of him as hard as you could.

"Oh - fuck - FUCK!" he cried out, head tossing and turning, hair an absolute disaster, spewed out around his head and over the cushions in a wispy mess.

"You c-can-" you began, stuttering out the words as you didn't dare slow down. "-touch but d-don't you dare move me."

Weakly, Keigo's hands slid up your knees and softly caressed your thighs, long fingers curled over the meat of your flesh. As expected, the pain passed quickly, and the ache was replaced with blinding pleasure, only amplified by the burning touch of his calloused hands.

You struggled to keep your eyes open, not wanting to miss the look on Keigo's face.

You understood the great pride he had in overwhelming you with pleasure to the point that you lost all composure, and laid there looking like a cock-drunk slut. You didn't know what you looked like in those moments; but, it probably wasn't that different than this: he looked like he had no idea where he was, drowning on ecstasy.

"You like b-being inside me?" you demanded in a harsh whisper, realizing that you were panting as bad as he was.

The loud, wet slapping sounds of your union wasn't just due to your momentum; you were unbelievably wet, and it resulted in a sticky mess over his lower abdomen and your inner thighs. It made the glide amazing, and swelled Keigo's ego immensely. He might not have had you moaning in that moment, but if that sound didn't tell plenty of your enjoyment.

"Ya' gonna come inside me? Huh? You little brat," you whispered harshly between staggered breaths.

"Mmm - fuck yeah," he gritted out.

His whole neck was flushed red and the vein on his throat was throbbing dramatically. Groans and moans from low in his throat sobbed past his lips, drawn out lewdly.

"Come on, fill me up, Keigo. Make a mess inside me," you purred, pace startling to slow as your thighs and knees burned in protest.

Suddenly, his nails bit into your thighs. His hips, that had been rather still and compliant, were suddenly lifting up to meet your thrusts. He drew his legs in, just enough to plant his heels on the couch cushions and give enough grounding to fuck up into you.

"Oh fuck - oh f-fff-uck - ahhnn," Keigo chanted, finding the strength to open his eyes and look up at you.

Gods, you looked amazing above him, covered in a thin layer of sweat, hair a mess, staring down at him with a powerful, unwavering gaze. He wanted to lean up and bite at your throat, to turn you over and-

"Feels - ahhh - s-such a good boy, Keigo," you praised him, eyes fluttering as you let the pleasure take you.

He wasn't sure if it was the praise, or the sudden tightness that told him you were coming; but, suddenly, Keigo couldn't keep his eyes open. He was vaguely aware that he was making noises, staggering moans and something resembling whimpers, huffing out air like he was being punched.

He wasn't sure if he had ever come so hard in his life. It shot up his spine and he felt it tightening his chest. Suddenly, he lost feeling in his legs and went limp on the couch, unable to process much more beyond the pleasure at his core and the warmth body draped over his front.

Eventually, he processed your breath tickling his neck, your hand pushing his hair out of his face, and how fucking wet and warmth you were inside. He could feel your combined fluids leaking down his sack.

It still felt fucking good.

"Ssss-hit," he groaned, shifting his arms weakly.

"What's wrong?" you squeaked, leaning up suddenly.

Keigo peeled his eyes open and caught a glimpse of the worried face you were wearing before his eyes fell shut and he started laughing.

"Nothing - nothing. Fuck, that was just so fucking good," he answered. "...still feels good," he added on softly.

"Mmm," you agreed softly, leaning back into his chest. “Geez, you worried me,” you added on with a huff.

He could have laughed again, that you thought you could hurt him; however, he didn’t, knowing full well that it wasn’t a laughing matter. Sex with you was never something he would take lightly, regardless of who was calling the shots. You always trusted him to guide you, and he sure as hell was going to give you the same trust.

Keigo was thankful that you were quiet for a short while after that, letting him catch his breath. It didn't take him long to realize that you were doing the same, fluttering out wispy air against his clavicle.

Eventually, you uttered, "I didn't do anything you didn't like, right?"

"Fuck no, babe. I think I might'a passed out for a second," Keigo admitted in a low tone.

You kissed his cheek and he sharply turned his head to pepper your lips and face with kisses. You froze up and let him do that, feeling laughter bubble up in your chest. When he was satisfied, his wing curled against your back again and pulled you back down into his chest.

Again, you were quiet for a moment, basking in the moment. Feeling him go soft inside you was a guilty pleasure, and one that Keigo was happy to indulge. It was a sticky gross mess down there, but he couldn’t be bothered to care right now.

"...'mommy', huh?" you suddenly murmured.

"You liked it," he retorted softly, only a little bit defensive. You laughed softly in response. "Besides, it's like when you call me da-"

"Yeah, yeah," you hushed him gently, leaning up to nibble at his cheek.

It didn't hurt, but he still winced.

"Lean up so I can give you aftercare," you insisted, patting his shoulders.

It seemed unnecessary; but, he did as you asked, leaning up with his arms still wrapped around your waist to keep you close.

"Can I preen your feathers, birdie?" you asked, using your fingers to gently push his hair out of his face. More accurately, the question was, ‘do you want me to?’, because you knew exactly what he liked and how he liked it, even before he could figure it out sometimes.

"Mhm," he replied low in his chest, the sound vibrating through him, before shoving his face into your chest and flexing his wings, bringing them in so you could reach with ease.

He didn't need the preening, and considering he could control each feather at will, he could clean them himself without issue; but, he liked the way you did it, how your fingers carefully coaxed the fine plumes into submission, until his the fine hairs of his feathers were neatly bowed.

Those hands, touching such a special part of him-

It made him feel safe.

#takami keigo x reader #takami keigo smut #takami keigo x you #takami keigo fanfiction #hawks x reader #hawks smut #hawks x you

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valiixiia · 3 years

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•Some Fluff Head Cannons With My Boiis•

Todoroki x Reader

Midoriya(Deku) x Reader

Tenya Iila x Reader

~read below cut~

•Shoto Todoroki•

Loves when you play with his hair- any time he is stressed or just in need of comfort this calms him almost instantly.

Will want to learn about your hobbies- if you have a hobby that you are very passionate about he will take the time to learn about it. Even buy things for you to related to your hobby. He will even join you in it.<3

You exchange theories with each other- You both gossip to each other about how Midoriya is almights secret love child. Or how Kirishima is Crimson Riots secret love child and all that. You guys know EVERYTHING about EVERYONE. You guys could talk about your theories for hours bc we know when todoroki thinks strongly about something he cannot keep his mouth shut. I may make a whole separate headcanon for this…

Loves when you kiss his scar- When you kiss his scar he always gets so emotional and will then bury his face in your neck. And give you a wonderful warm hug<3

Matching black turtlenecks- You cannot convince me he would not search everywhere online for a matching black turtleneck to his iconic one so you can match. He did this bc he saw you wearing it bc it looks hot and smells like him and got confused but still soo cute omg<333

•Izuku Midoriya•

An easily flustered boi- When your first starting your relationship he was always EXTREMELY flustered when you guys would hang out or even get a bit close. But after some time he will get used to it.

Will do anything to make you happy (even if it’s silly)- He will do anything to make you happy whether that be doing random art projects to self-care days (ya know with face masks and stuff.) All he wants is to see you happy.

Loves when you trace the scars on his hands- The first time you did it, he froze but saw love in your eyes. And he instantly started to cry;-;. Because he thought you thought his scars were ugly. You freaked out and him what happened and all he did was choke up an “I love you”. <3

You guys love to talk about heroes- I feel like when you and Deku are in each other’s rooms you will talk for HOURS about heroes. And I am not joking when I say literal HOURS. You guys can go on and on about strategies and just quirks in general.

•Tenya Iida•

Study dates- k… sorry, this is so overused but still soo good! And 100% true! I think he would love to quiz you randomly on stuff just to see your cute thinking face and or to hear your adorable voice. He would also give you a kiss if you got a question right<3

You guys go on runs together- Honestly I believe Iida would insist on doing this to spend time with you. Like sure you would go on dates but he is very busy so this is a great way to spend time with you. He would also enjoy a romantic walk in the park with you!

You write love notes to each other- I feel like iida would enjoy writing you letters because it gives him a chance to tell you how he feels without getting very flustered. If you were to do the same his heart would EXPLODE <333 Now it’s very usual to slip love letters into each other’s things like notebooks backpacks even each other's sweaters. Then wait until the other wears it and finds the note. awww<3

Goodmorning / goodnight texts- You both deeply care about each other. So you both always send good morning and goodnight texts to check up on each other. This also gives him the opportunity to tell you how much he loves you<3

Sorry this was quite short I just go some writers block;-;

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werelywrites · 2 years

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Anders x Reader. Family can’t leave well enough alone.

Hello! Tryna get back into writing! and it’s an Almighty Johnsons x reader fanfic!

What can I say @laurfilijames @blairsanne @sketch-and-write-lover

@i-did-not-mean-to and @midearthwritings all got me inspired to write something! Thank ya lovelies!! you guys inspire me and i ADORE yall! now, none of yall need to read this if ya donnae want to, thats not why i’m tagging yall. i’m just tagging yall cuz of the acknowledgement of how awesome and sweet yall are!!

A/N: I should let ya know that I’ve only just finished season one of Almight Johnsons so this takes place after season one since i don’t know the events after obviously. Also characters might be a bit OOC maybe? i’m rusty. Anders Johnson x Fem!Reader. implications of Dawn x Ty but only if ya lookin, I promise Midearthwritings, Ty can and is all yours!!!

Warnings: PG13. Some adult themes mentioned. i.e. sex, drugs, achohol. reader uses sign language too (you know, my usual brand of reader if youre familiar with my old writing) NO Y/N used (or anything of the like). I’m also terribly american so i’m unfamiliar with new zealand speech patterns, i’m sorry!!

I’m rusty at writing but enjoy!!

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Anders had been acting strange. Well, strange for Anders, normal for others, was the more accurate description.

Dawn had been seeing subtle signs of his abnormal behaviour but it was just that-subtle-that she wasn’t 100% sure what she was noticing was actually anything. So when she stopped by Ty’s business for lunch, Mike and Olaf were also there crushing his couches it seemed, she mentioned to them Anders’ behavior as of late to see if they’d validate her thoughts that he was, in fact, indeed acting strange.

The biggest tell was whenever Dawn and him would go to some PR function. Normally Anders would leave with someone else, even if Dawn was the one that drove with him to the party in the first place (he’d always let her know to get a cab though which she appreciated). But lately he’s leaving with her or separately, just not WITH anyone. At least no one that she encountered.

This behaviour wasn’t completely unheard of with him but it was only on occasion, but now it’s every time, at every party.

Oh, he was still a big flirt, that didn’t change. He’d be flirting up some model and she’d be getting a little too handsy with him that Dawn would think that they’d run off somewhere together to have sex, like he normally would do. But instead he’d back off and move on to socialize a different person, or just completely leave the party!

On top of that, he wouldn’t seem put out as if he somehow scored out. Quite the opposite, he always seemed to want to leave immediately, like he was impatient to be somewhere else.

Another thing she noticed was, although Anders is normally very secretive in the first place, he was even more so recently. She never really knew what Anders was up to until it became pertinent to her, so it wasn’t too terribly strange. Especially when it came to family stuff.

But at least when it was family stuff, Ty would let her know so she at least knew that Anders was doing something for/with the family. Recently though, he's been actively sneaking out. Practically always unavailable and it’s never for family stuff as it were.

The most subtle hint that something was off was he was smiling more, legitimately smiling too!

If Dawn hadn’t known him as well as she did she never would have noticed.

He’d be humming something while researching something for work. Suddenly would have a goofy smile while in the middle of paperwork. All small actions that Dawn would have thought, “they’re in love” with any other human being except Anders. And yet…

His brothers and cousin also seemed to agree that something was up to Anders, however they all chalked it up to that he must just be on some new drug or bringing in girls when Dawn’s not paying attention.

However they changed their mind immediately when Dawn threw in the big whammy of weirdness.

“That’s just how he is currently, you should have seen him just before. That was strange by itself but with how he’s acting now...Somethings wrong.” she said.

“Few months back, when you had suddenly dumped me for no reason,” she looked at Ty who gave her an apologetic look whilst squeezing her hand. “He was acting normal. A bit grumpy from something going on with you all. I imagine something was happening family wise at least since all of you were acting a bit strange.” Luckily, Dawn didn’t notice Ty cringing.

“After things seemed to smooth over whatever it was, a few weeks later, suddenly it was like he went cold turkey, he was extremely irritable and yet excited about something all the same.” She had a contemplated look for a moment before stating, “like how single people who haven’t been in a relationship in a while start dating someone, now that I think about it.”

Mike scoffed, “That’s not possible. Anders doesn’t do dating.”

“It’s how he was acting though! Or at least the only way to describe how he was acting... Anyways the oddest thing happened after that. I had stayed at the office real late one night to finish some work. Mrs. Clancey had some bad publicity stunt gone wrong and we, and by we, I mean me, had to dig into some camera files to...” Dawn looked up and saw Ty looking amused and Mike looking impatient, “not important, sorry tangent. I was staying late when Anders stumbled in real sloshed, but not his usual good mood way. He was grumbling and groaning saying things like “what’s he got that I don’t” and “I can’t change how I am” and quite frankly acting ‘oh woe is me’ and rejected. I have never seen him like that.” Which, going off of the exchanged shocked looks, they too never seen Anders like that. “He remembered nothing the next day and changed the subject when I tried to ask him where he was and what could have made him act so... rejected. Or dumped really, was close to how he was acting that evening.”

The four of them sat in silence taking in all the info Dawn had described.

It was then agreed that the second brother needed a little visit from everyone.

And that’s how they, along with Axl, found you. In Anders’ apartment.

Having a snack on the couch watching some show on the tv in comfy clothes as if you lived there. Eyes wide with surprise.

You obviously were caught off guard that anyone other than Anders had walked into the front door. You had hoped, in the back of your mind, that these people were friends of his. Seeing how they had a key.

Your shoulders relaxed once you saw Dawn though. You knew who she was and figured the others must also be friends or family. You wiped your fingers from your snack and waved, trying to alleviate the tension since they too seemed caught off guard by you as well.

Turning off the tv you rose up off your seat and signed, he’ll be home soon. You gestured towards the seats as you started to go towards the kitchenette before continuing, have a seat. I’ll get more snacks and drinks if you like?

With their now even further shock from seeing you signing at them, it dawned on you that these people don’t understand you. Idiot you signed to yourself.

“Uh hello. Is Anders in?” Ty’s eyes shifted to Dawn trying to see if she recognized you. In which she shook her head in negative.

You also shook your head while grabbing a notebook and pen nearby and let the arrivals know that Anders would be back shortly. You offered them drinks and snacks as well.

Olaf was the first to recover and agreed to a drink “we'll just wait for Anders.” He approached you with kindness in his eyes, “I’m Anders’ cousin, Olaf.” He offered his hand, which you took smiling up at him in greetings. He introduced the others as they too took seats in the living room. Writing in the notepad and then signing your name, you introduced yourself as well before continuing to prepare Anders’ family drinks.

Although every single one of them at one point or another has walked in on Anders while he’s had some sort of fling in his apartment before, you in particular were very strange. For one, the way you moved about in his apartment was like it was your house and two, Anders wasn’t there. He’d never let any stranger be in his apartment alone. And yet there you were.

While everyone was still quite confused, Axl, who was briefed along with way, and Dawn started to see the big picture. How interesting, Axl thought, that Anders would be falling for someone who doesn’t speak.

Opposites attract was what Dawn was grinning about.

“So what's Anders doing anyways?” Axl asked, watching you head over towards him with a drink.

Not sure, he said something about a client needing a last minute meeting and getting wine or something.

After handing him his drink you started to get the notebook again when Axl signed, thank you, before saying, “sorry you went too fast and a lot of signs i don’t recognize” he took a gulp of vodka to wash away his sheepishness. “Caught on the ‘not sure’ and ‘meeting’ though.”

Dawn gasped in delight, “you understand sign, Axl?”

“A little, not much, took a class in Uni last semester.”

You bounced on the balls of your feet with your excitement, careful not to spill anything.

Ty, now being handed his drink, gave a smile of thanks, “it’s impressive you retained any of that knowledge with how much you partied.”

“Hey!”

Ah, you thought, this is nice! Anders’ family is so lovely. No wonder he does what he can to take care of them. Even if it’s in his own odd-turned-around-Anders-kind-of-way.

Mike cleared his throat, gaining all eyes on him, “so. Why are you here.”

You blinked more at the subtle suspicious, hostile tone than the question. His eyes piercing yours, giving you the impression you were looking at the eyes of a hunter. “Anders never leaves his one night stands alone in his apartment, so clearly you’re not that.”

You winced slightly. You weren’t ignorant of how Anders is, you know he plays loose and fast in the sex department and you accepted that long ago. But you weren’t sure what in that comment made you hurt slightly. That Mike seemed to think you were a one night stand or that you weren’t “good enough” to be Anders’ usual type of gal that he would bring as a one night stand.

Or, you told yourself trying to make a more positive light on Mike’s words, maybe he thinks you are better than a one night stand!

With that better thought now running in your head, you rose your hands to respond, when the front door swung open quickly.

“Sorry that took so long, there are just some people that can talk a lot and yet say absolutely nothing at the same ti….” midword thrown off as Anders took in his living room/kitchenette.

The very people he never wanted in the same room as you (at least not yet) are in the same room as you.

You gave him a sheepish look just before he shut his eyes in a very “fuck my life” fashion before opening them with annoyance at his family.

“I see you’ve barged in without notice.”

“Well you’ve been quite busy lately so we wanted to check up on you. Your friend here was kind enough to keep us company ‘til you arrived,” Anders really hated how Mike could sound both condescending and smug at times.

Yes, your family is very lovely babe! They’re very kind! You tried to calm his irritation while trying to also shake off the slight hurt a bit ago by assuring him, misunderstanding his concern about meeting his family.

You hadn’t known it wasn’t their opinion of you or your opinion of them that was why he kept you a secret but rather his concern was his family’s opinion of him was what he didn’t want you to be exposed to. The relationship was still oh so new. He knew you weren’t ignorant of how he is-was-and he had finally convinced you he was serious about you and him, he didn’t need his family to put that doubt back into your head.

You should have kicked them out sweetheart, he signed as he made his way towards you. Kissing your temple as he passed to put the bottle of wine in his hand on the wine rack, earning a cute giggle his way. He didn’t acknowledge the slight gasps and awed looks from the others.

“Now. As you can see I’m doing more than fine. Thank you for your concern, it is much unneeded at this moment. If you could just head out that’ll be much appreciated.”

He’ll have to be more careful now that they know of you. And judging from the proud/cutesy looks he’s getting from Dawn and Axl, he knows that they won’t leave well enough alone.

The insecurities he has of you leaving him very much taking over his thoughts. First things first. Get them out of his house and spend a very passionate night with you to assure you he’s the only one for you.

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Congrats on the 500 followers! I was wondering if you can do a Deku request with some angst where the reader and him were best friends until they got to UA Deku gets super busy with hero training and almight that when ever the reader asks to hang up it he says no. So later on they start to hang out with kirishima more. Deku starts to notice and is trying to get readers attention again. It could end either but I just want the reader to end up with one or the other. I absolutely love your writing! Also sorry if this is super vague.

Little Too Late

Pairing: Midoriya x reader, Kirishima x reader

Angst, little fluff

Word count: 4.6K

A/N: I’ll be honest, this took me FOREVER to finish because I have the idea in my head, but somehow it just would flow out into words. And every time I wrote it, I didn’t think it was good enough so I kept rewriting it. I don’t think I’m completely satisfied, like some parts feel rushed??? But I also didn’t not want to put it out and leave you hanging. So SORRY if you’re disappointed in my writing with this one but I really tried my best. I’d still like to know your thoughs and thank you for all your continuous support~!

You screamed with excitement when your childhood best friend came to you with the news that he got accepted in his dream school. You had so many questions for him. Like how did he get in with no quirk? What was the test like? When does he start? Are the uniforms pretty? Did he meet any hot boys?! Okay, that question was specifically for you. Deku just sat there, rubbing the back of his neck, waiting for you to calm down with your loud mouth.

That’s why you two worked so well. This is why you were the best of friends. You could talk all day long, about anything really. Small things that happened in your day, gossip you heard at school, talking about boys! And Izuku took it all in, watching you with curiosity and listening to you intently. But it was also vice versa. When Izuku was talking about All Might, a hero fight that he saw when he was passing by, or heroes on TV, it was his turn to be a blabber mouth. And you would listen carefully to what he had to say. You respected each other’s interests and that’s why you blended so well together. Also on the fact that you both bonded over katsudon, but that’s besides the point.

Let’s not forget the huge secret your best friend just unleashed to you. You didn’t believe it at first. Because how could small, delicate, sweet Deku who you’ve know for your whole life to be quirkless to all of a sudden have a quirk? No less, All Might’s quirk? He couldn’t show you because he would break literally all his bones. But he did show you All Might’s autograph and that’s all the proof you needed. So it finally became a reality that Izuku Midoriya would be going to his dream school and become a hero.

“You’re gonna leave me for all your new hero friends,” you pouted, throwing yourself on his bed. He sits down next to you and pats your back.

“No I won’t. You’ll still be my best friend,” he reassured you but you weren’t convinced.

“I’ll be your best friend but you won’t see me anymore,” you began to fake cry. Usually by now, Deku would be panicking, trying to all different types of ways to cheer you up but this time, he plays with your hair to calm you down.

“I’ll see you every weekend, how about that?” he suggested. You jumped up right, sitting on your knees and facing the green haired boy.

“Promise?” you ask, sticking out your pinky finger and your bottom lip jutting out. He smiles at your softly and interlocks pinkies.

“Promise.”

“If you don’t, I’m gonna kill you! Power or not, I’ll give you a good punch straight to the cheek!” you playfully threatened, landing a fist that stopped right before it hit his cheek. You could never really hurt him or even lay a finger on him. He was too precious for you to lose.

School started and you two went your separate ways. Deku went to the famous U.A school while you went to your ordinary high school where nothing ever happens. At first, Deku kept his promise. Every weekend and sometimes even during the week days, he would come visit you after school to tell you all about what happen in class or about one of his classmates’ quirks. He was always so full of high energy and had so much determination to grow stronger that it fascinated you. You could watch him for hours on end, just listening to him and his stories. Often, he would show you all the notes he wrote down in his notebook. His mouth was like a machine gun that was stuck and couldn’t stop.

Although you were so happy for him and his new life, you were feeling left out. High school felt different without Deku by your side. It was hard for you to make friends because Izuku has been your only friend for so long that you didn’t know how to befriend new people. Most days, you would be eating lunch and spending free time by yourself. There was an occasion where you tried to talk to your classmates, but you ended up embarrassing yourself and you never wanted to do that again. Izuku was your support system and without him here, you felt your days getting longer and darker.

Izuku noticed that you weren’t as talkative lately. You usually would have a lot to say during his long rants. Whether its small comments or complaining or reactions, you always had something to say. But this time around, you were silent and it was concerning him. Thanks to his observation skills, he caught on to your strange behavior early on. And he was going to do something about it.

Him and a few of his classmates were going to mall since they needed a few things for a class trip. So of course, he invited you to meet a few of them since they were his closest friends. Not going to lie, you were going to deny the request. You didn’t want to impose and make it seem like Deku had to introduce you to his new friends. They were his friends. He can go and have fun with his friends all he wants without you, it was no biggie. But maybe he was doing this so that both of his worlds could combine. When Izuku was giving you those puppy eyes, you couldn’t say no. And you were about to flake last minute if it weren’t for him showing up at your house to make sure you get there. He was one persistent little man.

“Do I have to go? Maybe I’ll join next time,” you told Deku, trying to get out of meeting his friends.

“Come,” he insisted, grabbing you by the arm, practically dragging you out of the house.

“What if they don’t like me?” you worried. Honestly, any excuse you could make up was good at this point.

“They’re not that kind of people. You’ll love them!” he swore on his life. Yeah, well you’ll see about that.

You and Deku were the last to show up. His whole group was already there waiting. Maybe they were going to think badly of you now because you were late. Deku yelled and waved at them from afar, letting them know that he was here with you. A guy with glass and his friend with bright, red hair both waved while a shorter girl beside them was watching you two carefully.

“Woah, who’s this? A girlfriend?” the red head questions Deku when you finally arrived in front of them. You caught the shorter girl looking back between you two in a frantic and nervous manner.

“No, she’s my best friend!” Deku waved it off. You glanced at the girl again and you saw her sigh with relief. It didn’t take a genius to know that she has some type of feelings towards your friend. Out of the corner of your eye, you also caught Deku sneaking a glance at her. Oh? Is there a little love situation happening? You tried to hide a snicker that was trying to form on your lips but it kind of failed because you felt your best friend give you a hard nudge to the gut, making you immediately shut up.

“Let’s go!” Deku changed the subject real quick.

At first, shopping with Deku’s new friends was really fun. They took time to get to know you, chat with you, and even joke around with you. It made you gain confidence that you actually can make friends. But there was a small voice in the back of your mind telling you that they are just good at conversating. Maybe they don’t want to actually be your friend. Maybe it’s because they’ve been trained to be friendly since that’s what heroes have to do to calm civilians during a time of crisis. You were having the most fun you’ve had in a long time, so you disregarded that thought. But that fun didn’t last too long.

About an hour in, slowly but surely, Deku and his friends started to drift apart from you. They started to pull him aside, laughing and having a good time. While you? You stood to the side, watching them as they have fun. Deku and his friends were so immersed in their own conversations that you were practically invisible to them. It was like they forgot that they had a whole conversation with you just minutes prior. So when they walked ahead of you, you purposely walked slower.

This was embarrassing. They weren’t paying attention to you. Not like they should since they didn’t know you, but being left out bummed you out. And Izuku wasn’t doing anything about it. It was nice that he has more friends now. It really was. Seeing him converse and be himself around other people was so amazing. But they were so different from you. What if he didn’t want to hang out with you anymore because of that?

“Uh, (y/n) right?” you heard a voice come up next to you. Oh, it was one of Izuku’s friends. He had bright red hair and a toothy grin. It was a simple question yet you hadn’t processed what he said.

“What?” you asked in a daze.

“Your name. It’s (y/n), isn’t it?”

“Oh, yeah,” you laughed awkwardly, not able to keep eye contact with him. Kirishima kept asking you questions and you responded with one word, or if he’s lucky, two word answers. You thought that giving him short answers would make him leave you alone. But on the contrary, it made him want to stay even more. He saw you were being left out of the group. Uncool for his classmates to do that, but unmanly of Deku, too, because he was the one who brought you. Not to mention that you were his best friend since forever. But he was being left out too. Which he was okay with, but obviously you weren’t and it was written all over your face. So it seemed like a good idea for two loners to hang out with each other. Plus, this was a good opportunity to make friends with such a pretty lady.

And oh boy, was it working. Sure, it was awkward at first because you really weren’t in the mood for talking. But Kirishina just made every conversation, every topic so natural and free flowing. He just captivated your whole attention that you didn’t even think about your friend ditching you to be with his other friends.

“I probably should get going,” you excused yourself. It was already getting late with the sun starting to set in the golden, pink sky. Your parents definitely wouldn’t like it if you stayed any later. Kirishima frowned, disappointed that your time together was so short. Personally, he was having a great time talking to you, laughing with you, being with you, looking at you…

“Ah, let me get your number,” Kirishima quickly whipped out his phone, stopping his thoughts from exploring any more ideas on why he liked being with you. But maybe he would think more about it later. You agreed to exchanging numbers with the red head and headed home before it got too dark. You didn’t even bother letting Izuku know. After doing that to you? He didn’t deserve another second of your time. You really wished you never went. But at least you had a little fun with Kirishima at the end.

You walked back alone, thinking about your time with your new friend. On cue, you got a ping on your phone. Suddenly, your lips turned from a frown into a wide smile that you had to bite your bottom lip from smiling so hard.

Get home safe 😊 -K

If you weren’t in public right now, you think you’d be giggling like a little girl. He was such a sweetheart it was driving you crazy.

When Izuku found out that you walked home by yourself, he physically facepalmed himself and immediately ran to you. How could he not notice that you weren’t by his side? You must have been that upset to leave without telling him. Stupid, stupid. How could he be so stupid and ignorant to leave you alone when he was the one who invited you out. There was nothing in the world that could make up for what he did, but he had to try.

He knocked on your door, leaving over and panting from his sprint to your house. Seconds later, you were opening the door with a blank expression and arms crossed against your chest.

“What.” You coldly asked him, making Izuku freeze up. He was in a lot of trouble and he deserved it.

“I’m sorry,” was all he could say. No matter what he could say, what excuse he would muster up, none of it would matter because he messed up. Big time. So instead of giving you a big explanation on his side of the story, he just could tell you that he was sorry. But even that didn’t have any effect on you. You tapped your finger against your forearm, the frown on your face just getting deeper. You were piercing daggers at him, making him unable to do anything else.

“Hm.” You hummed, not acknowledging or accepting his apology. “You left me.” You started.

“I did.”

“Alone.”

“I know.”

“Why did you bring me if you just wanted to hang out with your friends?” you questioned, still not understanding why he did that. And truth be told, he didn’t know why either. It just happened, he guessed. But if he said that, he knew that wasn’t a good enough excuse. And you knew that too. But even if it was just an honest mistake, you wanted to stay mad at him.

“I’m sorry,” he apologized again. You could see in his face and the way that he was acting that he was truly sorry. “I promise, it’ll never happen again.”

“Promise?” you asked to make sure you heard correctly. You weren’t forgiving him. Oh, no. Not just yet. But, as long as he doesn’t ditch you for his new friends again like that, then maybe you would get over it someday. He nods his head frantically and sticks his pinky finger out.

“Swear,” he interlocks your pinkies together and presses your thumbs together to seal the deal.

“Fine,” you huffed and looked away with one of your cheeks puffed out. He made the promise. A pinky promise that he couldn’t leave you hanging ever again.

What a lie that was.

“Deku! You want to get ice cream after school?” you called him, already excited to eat your favorite dessert.

“Ah, sorry (y/n). Not today. I have training with All Might today after school. Maybe next time!”

“Hey, Deku! My mom asked if you wanted to come over for dinner.”

“I’m a little busy tonight. Tell your mom that I said sorry and that I’ll join next time!” he apologized, hanging up rather quickly. No goodbye, see you later, or hope you’re doing good. Nothing. You sighed and went downstairs to tell your mom the news but you weren’t very happy. But you remembered that he’s not the Deku you used to know. He was training to become a hero, he was always going to be busy. You just weren’t used to this. But you can’t help but be disappointed and scared that you were losing your best friend.

“Dekuu, I already have the movie set up. Are you almost here?”

“Today’s Friday already? I forgot to tell you that All Might wanted to meet up for extra training.”

“Again?” you could hear the disappointment in your voice.

“I know, I’m sorry. Maybe-”

“Next time?” you finished his sentence, already knowing what he was going to say. This happens so often that you were already anticipating his answer.

“Yeah,” he breathed, not knowing what else to say.

“Sure,” you say. Soon after, the call ended and you just ended up watching the movie alone. Drink and popcorn in hand, eating away your sorrows and feelings of being abandoned by your one and only true friend.

But he wasn’t your only friend, was he? You paused the movie and picked up the phone again.

“Hello?” you heard that familiar, happy voice. You could already imagine his face right now.

“Are you busy right now?” you asked to make sure that he wasn’t training also.

“Not at the moment. What’s up?”

“Do you want to watch a movie together?”

Calls started getting shorter. Texts stopped being answered. And you stopped caring. It was the same excuse every time and you ran out of patience. If he wasn’t going to try in your friendship, then you weren’t either. It was until one day that he showed up at your door.

You were standing against the door frame with your arms crossed and a clearly pissed off expression while Izuku was there standing frail and hunched over. Hm, seems like a familiar sight. You waited for him to speak up because you weren’t going to put in more effort than you should to make this friendship work.

“I’m sorry,” again with the apology. You were tired of hearing that word. The more he said it, the less meaning it has behind it.

“You promised,” you said, almost bursting in tears with how much emotion you were holding in that it surprised you. But you kept yourself calm and composed, controlling your breathing so that you don’t break down you barriers.

“I know. I know, but I’m here to make it up to you. Your birthday is coming up. Let me take you out for the day. We’ll spend the whole day together. Just you and me. I won’t leave or ditch you or make up any excuses. You have me all to yourself. How does that sound?” he offered you his best option on trying to save his mess up. It was tempting. It really was. Part of you wanted to say no because you felt so hurt over the last couple of weeks because of him. But part of you wants to feel that joy and happiness again. The joy and happiness that only Izuku could give you because he was your everything.

“You’ll plan the whole day?”

“The whole day. You don’t have to worry about a thing,” he said, still hopeful that you’ll agree. And how could you not. You’ll give him one more chance.

“Fine. But I’m dressing up so you should match me,” you told him, still having your angry face on but let’s be honest, inside you were feeling the butterflies and were so eager for your birthday to come.

You were dressed in your cutest clothes, your hair and makeup to match. The day was finally here. You and Deku could finally catch up and just hang out like you used to. It was going to be a good day, you could feel it.

You arrived at the meeting place Deku wrote down for you. He said to be there at noon sharp because he had a surprise for you. You smiled and waited on a bench that was nearby. You wonder what it could be.

10 minutes rolled by. Maybe he was running a bit late. But a text at least would be nice.

Then 30 minutes. Maybe he missed the train?

1 hour. Maybe he forgot where you were supposed to meet? Or what if he’s here and he just hasn’t found you yet? You looked around but there were very little people here. If he were here, he should have seen you by now or you would have spotted him instantly.

2 hours.

3 hours.

You knew it. You were so stupid to think to actually trust him again. All emotion vanished from your body, feeling numb all over. You couldn’t even shed a tear. He told you to come out, that he planned something for your birthday and he’s the one not to show. Classy. The train ride and the walk home were slow. Painfully slow. You watched as every tree, bush, landscape and greenery passed you. The birds were in full song. The streets were busy with people, laughing and smiling. While you were here, completely emotionless. You didn’t deserve this. Even if you did, you wished it was through some other way. Closing the door gently to your front door, you made the announcement to your family that you were home.

“(y/n)? Home already?” your mom called from the kitchen.

“Yeah,” you sighed, not giving her any details and feeling emotionally drained. “I’ll be upstairs. Don’t check up on me and I’m not eating dinner today.” You told your mom, her catching your strange behavior right away and that worried her.

“But I’m making your favorite. You okay, honey?” your mom came out of the kitchen to ask you. But you had already disappeared into your room, locking it and putting headphones in so you weren’t disturbed. You were going to keep yourself distracted all day to drown out of your own thoughts.

Even though it was a weekend, Kirishima still decided to visit the school to strengthen his quirk with the help of Aizawa-sensei. He was passing the school gates, about to enter into the building when out of the corner of his eye, he saw something green flash in the woods area of campus. Curious, thinking that it couldn’t be him, he decided to check it out and see with his own two eyes.

Kirishima got close enough to just get a glimpse but his gut feeling was right. There was Izuku Midoriya, practicing on controlling his quirk without breaking all of his bones. All Might was there to guide him too. What day was it again? Wasn’t it your birthday? And didn’t you have plans with Izuku? So if he’s here, then…

The realization hit him like a brick. Forgetting about his practice with Aizawa, he would apologize later, he ran as fast to you, making a few pitstops on the way.

“(y/n),” your mother came in your room, using a spare key to unlock your door. You were laying on your bed, streaks of tears stained your cheeks and your eyes were red from crying. Your headphones were placed tightly on your ears, music playing loud enough to make you forget about your surroundings. But your mother ruined the atmosphere when she barged in your room after you said that you wanted to be alone.

“Mom, I said I didn’t want to eat dinner,” you reminded her, pausing your music for a split second to tell her that. You were about to play that blaring music once again but your mom had to say something else.

“I know. But there’s someone at the door for you,” she told you quickly before you could push her out again. You froze. Someone was at the door for you? Was Izuku finally here and to apologize again? Ready to confront him and take all your anger out, you stormed out of your room and to the front door. You opened the door, ready to release all hell but you stopped yourself when you saw that it wasn’t Izuku waiting for you.

“Kirishima?” you were confused why he was here right now. “What are you-”

“I come bringing gifts,” he holds up a bouquet of flowers and a basket full of your favorite things. “Thought you might be needing a friend right now.” And you teared up when you heard that. You bit your lip and nodded your head, letting him inside. You brought him to your room, avoiding the looks you were getting from your family members. As soon as you closed the door to your room, Kirishima drops everything in his hands and pulls you in for a tight and comforting hug. The sudden act made you gasp in surprise.

“Are you okay?” he whispered into your hair, his hand covering your head protectively. You wanted to lie to him, saying that you were alright but he could see right through you. Especially with your appearance now. So you shook your head and buried your face into his shoulder, hugging him back just as tightly. You stayed in that position for quite a while, just basking in each other’s presence. It was like he was trying to give you some of his happiness and take away some of your misery to help you feel a little bit better. And it was working. You felt calm enough to at least have a conversation with him.

“Kiri, you didn’t have to do this,” you tell him, pushing away from the hug slightly.

“It’s your birthday,” he commented. You wished it wasn’t your birthday. Because of this experience, you were going to think about it every birthday, ruining the celebration.

“It’s just a birthday,” you brushed it off like it didn’t hurt. Kirishima frowns at your response.

“I know how excited you were to spend this day with him,” ouch. It’s like reopening a fresh wound that hadn’t fully healed. “So I’ll spend it with you. We can do whatever you want. Watch a movie, just lay down and chill, or… I can take you out on a date to distract yourself.” He hesitated to say that last part and a light blush appeared on his cheeks.

“A date?”

“It doesn’t have to be a date if you don’t want it to be. Just forget I said that. We can go out, not like go out go out but like go outside and do an activity for the rest of the day, if you’d like,” he went on a rant, the blush on his cheeks growing deeper with each word he said. You thought about it. The flowers. The gift basket. Going out of his way to make time for you on your birthday. This was the guy you needed in your life. Not Deku. Not someone who ignores you or doesn’t keep his promises. You didn’t him. You looked a Kirishima. He was a good guy. He was sweet, thoughtful, sincere. Maybe you would give him a shot.

The final bell rang in the 1-A classroom. Students were packing up their stuff, some staying behind and chatting about their training and how much they improved. While his classmates were indulging in their conversations, he was blowing up his phone with text messages to you. You weren’t responding to his calls or texts. He was doing everything he could to reach you, but you didn’t seem to be available. He was so concentrated on his phone that he didn’t see a certain red-head trying to sprint out the door.

“Woah, Kirishima. Where you going in such a hurry?” Kaminari stops him before he’s out the door. It wasn’t like Kirishima to leave immediately after the bell rings. He’s usually with his best friend Bakugou or hanging around until everyone leaves together.

“I’m going to pick up my girlfriend from her school,” he announces, grabbing the whole class’s attention.

“So you finally started dating (y/n), huh?” Sero congratulated him with a pat on the back.

“It’s about time,” Bakugou grumbled. He had to deal with Kirishima’s constant talking about you every day to the point where he wanted to strangle him to stop talking. But he was proud of his friend. Upon hearing your name, Deku shoots his head up and listens in on the conversation.

“Yeah, and I’m going to give her all the attention that she needs and more. Because she deserves it,” Kirishima said a little louder, taking a stab at Deku. Deku swallowed the lump in his throat. No matter how much he would apologize, it was already too late. You had already replaced him with someone else.

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