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the-froschamethyst4 · 7 months

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Jealous, Jealous, Jealous

𖤐Pairing: Soap x Colonel! F! Reader

𖤐Pronouns: She/Her

𖤐Warnings: smut, enemies to lovers, jealousy, kissing, licking, fingering, eating out, some mentions of violence, some use of codenames, age gap (10 years), flirting,

𖤐Summary: John Soap MacTavish always got on Y/n's nerves, Y/n and Soap couldn't STAND each other. But Soap gets a little bit jealous when he sees a new recruit messing and trying to get close with Y/n, and what happens when Soap expressions himself to Y/n and the next time that recruit sees a mark left by Soap MacTavish

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5AM

John Soap MacTavish, sat in mess hall with his friends Ghost, Price, Gaz, Roach and Alex. They laughed and joked around with each other a lot you would think they were being serious.

Example Price called Soap a barracks bunny as a joke and some people thought he was being so serious and lied saying he saw Soap coming out of Ghost's room one night when really that wasn't the case, Soap had lost a bet with Ghost and needed to go give Ghost his money.

Soap rolls his eyes at Price calling Soap a passenger princess because he never drove.

"Nah, nah, the passenger princess is Colonel Y/n. I've NEVER seen that woman behind the wheel of any vehicle since she's been in the military," Soap said, taking a sip from his water and placing it back down on the table.

"Funny because I've never seen you behind the wheel, Sargent MacTavish," Y/n said as she stepped foot into the mess hall, the guys jumped hearing Y/n, but all just turned away when she was talking to Soap.

"Ohhh~" The guys said.

“Shut the fuck up,” Soap threatened them.

"Price, I need to see you in my office at once," Y/n said before walking out of the mess hall.

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Price opened Y/n's office door and saw a new recruit sitting in her office.

"Who's this?" Price asked.

"Our new recruit, Private Samuel Hawk Clarke."

"Hawk?"

"My father was a Sergent Major Andrew Hawk Clarke," Samuel said, standing up and saluting to Price.

"Ah, he's bit of a legend here. I'm Captain John Price," Price said saluting to Hawk too.

"Come, I'll show you around-"

"Ah, we both are, Captain, don't get too ahead of yourself," she said as she stood up and walked with Price and Hawk.

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Soap and Ghost were doing some training. Ghost was throwing punches at Soap who dodged them and threw some punches back at him.

Ghost grabbed Soap's wrist and threw Soap over his shoulder and onto the ground.

"Focus, Soap," Ghost said, picking Soap up on his feet.

"I'm trying."

"What's on your mind?" Ghost asked as he threw a punch at Soap again.

"Nothing."

"Something."

Soap threw a punch, but Ghost brought his arms up and blocked Soap's punches.

"Do you think, Colonel Y/n has a partner?" Soap asked and Ghost stopped taking deep breaths and put his hands on the back of his head.

"The fuck are you on about, Soap?"

"See, it's nothing. Come on let's just keep going."

"No, no, no, now you brought it up, why would you think that?" He asked, grabbing his water bottle.

"Because...I don't know," Soap said.

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Y/n, Price and Hawk came around the corner and saw the training room. Soap saw Y/n come into the training room.

"Price, care to show the new recruit the some moves?" Y/n said.

"Sure. GHOST!" Price yelled. Ghost and Soap stopped their training session. Soap was taking a breather as Price and Ghost started to throw punches at each other.

Soap grabbed his water bottle and looked at Y/n and Hawk, who talked and laughed with each other.

Something was burning inside of Soap seeing Hawk making Y/n laugh. He's never made Y/n laugh before, he's only made her mad at him or look pissed at him.

Soap just wanted her to smile at him like Hawk is doing. Is it because he's young? Closer to Y/n's age? Or is it because he's new and she's trying to be nice versus Soap? So many thoughts ran through his head, but he shook them out, why is he worried about, Y/n? She's an adult and can DEFINITELY handle herself.

"Soap, get back to training," Price said, tapping Soap on the shoulder, he looked at Price then back at Y/n who raised his eyebrows at him as a 'you heard the man'.

Soap scoffed and went back to training with Ghost.

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Y/n sat in her desk going through all the paperwork on some new recruits coming in soon. She got up and was walking around her office looking at some of the paperwork.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Y/n turned to her door before yelling 'come in' and the door opened revealing Hawk.

"Hawk, how was the first day?"

"Good, I wanted to come a give you these," Hawk gave Y/n some wildflower's, it was kind of weird for Y/n, no one has given her flowers before, so she was a little confused.

"Aw~ thanks," she kind of questioned on why he did this. "Why?"

"Because you're nice and I thought maybe we had a good conversation at the training room."

That conversation was about when Samuel's father being in the Military and Samuel's father was kind of Y/n's mentor to lead her to becoming Colonel.

"Oh right, thank you, again," she said, smelling the flowers and placing them on her bookshelf.

KNOCK KNOCK

Y/n didn't even say 'come in' before her door opened and revealed Soap. Y/n's face changed from a smiling face to a disappointed face.

"Did I say you can come in, Soap?"

"No, but I need to talk to you...alone," he said, hinting for Hawk to leave.

"Oh yeah, I can go, see ya, tomorrow, Colonel."

"Of course," she smiled as he left, and she looked at Soap. "What the hell do you want, Soap?"

"Are you married?"

"What!? WHY THE HELL WOULD THAT BE YOUR BUSINESS, SOAP MACTAVISH!!"

"Because you're too buddy-buddy with the new recruit."

"So? I'm just being nice-"

"But you're a bitch to me-"

"EX-FUCKING-CUSE ME!! HOW DARE YOU CALL A SUPORIOR A BITCH, DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW FUCKED UP MAKES YOU FOR SAYING THAT!!?"

"I'm sorry-"

"NO, THE FUCK YOU'RE NOT! IF YOU WERE YOU WOULDN'T HAVE SAID THAT!! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY OFFICE JOHN MACTAVISH!!" Y/n yelled as she slammed her hand on her desk. Soap has never seen Y/n this mad before, but it was his fault, he did just call her a bitch.

"Colonel-"

"OUT!"

Soap didn't leave, it was almost like taunting Y/n in a way. She came out from behind her desk and grabbed Soap's collar of his shirt.

"GET THE FUCK OUT-" Y/n was cut off by Soap's lips smashing on hers. She was caught off guard by his act.

She pushes herself off of Soap, but he held her close again and kept kissing her lips. Soap opened his eyes to see if she was enjoying it, but she was punching his chest to let her go and he did when he saw she wasn't enjoying it.

"I'm-"

"Fucking save it, Soap. Get out and this...this will never happen again," Y/n said as Soap finally left.

As Soap left Y/n's office. Y/n held her mouth after kissing Soap's lips. She could feel her face was hot and burning from blush running on her cheeks.

"Why the fuck, would he do that?" She whispered under her breath. "That's fucking embarrassing," she mumbled again.

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Soap fell on his back on his bed and looked up at his ceiling and smack his hands on his face feeling embarrassed that he just kissed his Colonel. But it was because he was feeling jealous of Hawk and Y/n talking and laughing with each other.

"I'm such a bad fucking person," Soap mumbled.

"Why?" His roommate asked from his bed.

"Nothing," he said. He didn't want to talk about kissing someone who is his superior.

Soap closed his eyes and was about to sleep. But there was a knock on his door, he got up and opened it seeing.

"Y/n? Why are you-"

"Come with me," she said, walking away and Soap followed close behind her.

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Y/n sat on her desk as Soap shut the door behind him. He walked towards her and looked down at her.

"Colonel-"

"I want you to kiss me again."

"What? Why?"

"Because...I was enjoying it, but I wanted it to stop before anything could happen but...I wanted something to happen, I just-" she was cut off again by Soap's lips on hers again, she closed her eyes, and her hands cupped his face.

Soap was starting to remove his shirt and his hands went up her shirt pulling it over her head and tossed it somewhere in her office, his left hand went behind her back and unhooked her bra with one hand and his hands also started to unbuckle her pants. He pulled them off her legs leaving her in her black panties.

He brought her legs on his waist pulling her the edge of her desk and his lips kissed her neck and she let out a soft moan, he felt honored that she was making her moan. His hands were rough, calloused and cold on her body.

Her nipples hardened from being so cold on her body, he could feel them against his chest and chuckled. He leaned down close to her chest and started to lick her right nipple and his left hand rolled her nipples between his fingers, earning yet a soft moan from her.

"Ah! Ah! W-Wait," he looked up at her.

"Should I stop?" He asked, rolling her nipple again.

"N-No, but ah! Ah!" He smirked and kept licking her nipples and his left hand slowly moved down to her panties. He pushed aside the panties and slowly pushed in his fingers.

Y/n looked down at his fingers moving in and out of her, her head went back. Soap's mouth left her nipple and moved down with his fingers still pushing in and out of her.

He licked his lips and kissed her bud and licking between her folds. He then moved his fingers from inside of her and pulled her panties down till they were completely off her body.

His tongue went back to licking between her folds, he then started to suck on her clit and his tongue started to push in and out of her. She moaned and her hand went to the back of his head wanting him to keep going faster and stay at her clit so she could cum.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

"Y/n!"

"Price," she moans.

Soap stopped and they both scabbled to get their clothes on. Y/n got her clothes back on and sat on her chair, Soap was under her desk and pulled her pants and panties back off.

"Soap-"

"Can I come in?" Price asked.

"Come in," Y/n smacked Soap's hands away but he put his mouth back on her clit. She moaned but quickly stopped when Price walked in.

"What?" She moans.

"Wanted to talk about, Hawk."

"Like?" She squeezed her mouth shut as her hand went back to the back of Soap's head.

"He was top of the academy," Price was talking but Y/n wasn't listening, she was too focused on Soap's mouth making her feel good. His fingers went inside of her as he was also eating her out, she wanted to moan at the top of her lungs, but she couldn't.

"R-Right...I understand," she told Price.

Soap smirked and could tell she was close to coming. He felt her squeeze around his tongue. She let out a breathy moan and Price was confused.

"Everything good?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm just...tired..." she lied. Soap was under her licking her cum off her lower half.

"Right. I'll leave you be and get some sleep."

"Thanks, Price. See you tomorrow," she said as Price walked out and Soap came out from under her desk.

"You did so well," he said.

"Never...do that again," she said as Soap just smirked and kissed her lips.

"Do what again? Kiss you? Finger you? Or fuck you?" He teased.

"You know, I don't need to explain it to you, fuck boy."

"Fuck boy? Is that how we're playing it now? Okay." He smirks.

"What? What will you do?"

"You know," he goes back under her desk and kissed her clit and went back to eating her out.

"Ah!" She moans.

"But," he pulls away earning a groan from her. "You don't deserve round two, only just one round...suffer, baby girl."

"Fuck off, Soap."

"Never..." He smirks before kissing her lips again. "I have to get going, but I'll see you tomorrow."

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noellawrites · 2 years

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Special - Yandere!Eli Moskowitz x reader

summary: Eli has his eyes on you— to him, you’re special.

The first time Eli Moskowitz ever talked to you, you were sure you were hallucinating. He was the dorky-nerd-turned-impossibly-cool-karate-champion, which made you like him more. You felt like he might understand you even more deeply than any friend you'd ever had.

After graduation, you gave up on ever being asked out. You hadn't been appealing enough in high school so you figured it wouldn't ever happen until you were prettier or more mature.

But everything changed when Eli walked in with his friends to the waterpark you worked at over the summer. You watched from the concession stand as he entered with some other karate students you recognized.

Your eyes followed the group and you felt a pang of jealousy as they congregated by the lawn chairs. Deep inside, you had always been slightly interested in joining one of the dojos. However, once the drama and rivalries started, you decided to keep your distance. Better to keep out of it and avoid drawing any attention to yourself.

You were jolted out of your thoughts when you realized someone was in front of you, clearing their throat to get your attention. You sat up straighter in your chair. It was Eli.

"Hey, you went to West Valley, right? Aren't you (y/n)?" he asked, and you nodded in response.

As he examined the laminated snack menu, your hands shook. He recognized you! Your chest burned with a mix of excitement and fear.

"I'll take the chili dog and your number," he said with a slight smile.

"M-my number? I thought you had a girlfriend?"

"Nah, Moon and I are way over. I covered up her tat, see," he leaned over the wooden desk, pointing at his new inked-over chest. You tried to avoid glancing down at his karate-toned abdomen.

"Oh, well in that case, here."

Hands still shaking, you grabbed a scrap piece of paper and scrawled down your number.

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You now stood on your porch, watching as Eli drove up in his mom’s old van.

His first date idea was hanging out at his place followed by a trip to Golf ‘N Stuff, which you were fine with.

“Hey babe,” Eli shouted out the window as you opened the passenger seat door.

You tried to push back the thought that you’d completely forgotten to send your address to Eli, but he managed to find your house anyways. Either way, you hopped in the car, excited for your first real date.

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Eli grew impatient when he couldn't win the purple stuffed bear you wanted. He was playing the milk bottle game, where he had to knock over the metal milk bottles with a ball.

"Fuck this stupid game, it's totally rigged!" he yelled, throwing the ball at the poor game attendant, who cowered as you did.

"Eli, let's just go get some food, 'kay?" you suggested as he put a hand on your arm.

“No! You’re my girl, and I’m going to win you this fucking stuffed bear if it’s the last thing I do!” He screamed, nostrils flaring.

Terror rushed through your veins. You felt like you had seen a glimpse of the violent Hawk from sophomore year, stalking through the halls as he searched for karate enemies. The prospect that he hadn’t changed as much as you thought since high school made you scared.

You tugged him away, towards the food trucks. "I'm your girl, huh?"

"Well, obviously. Just a couple more dates and you'll be ready to move in with me," Eli said. There was no indication of joking in his tone.

"Oh, well I don't really know if—"

"Are you saying you don't want to move in with me? What, you still wanna live with your parents? That's pathetic," he laughed.

"Eli, um, I would really like to move in with you but this is our first date," you explained. Is this how all adult relationships are?

"But babe, I feel like I've known you forever," Eli insisted, bringing you in for a kiss. You knew he just wanted you to stop arguing with him.

You were pretty sure he would never let you go, you just weren't sure if you were okay with it.

#eli moskowitz x reader #hawk moskowitz x reader #yandre cobra kai #cobra kai x reader #yandere eli moskowitz #yandere hawk x reader #yandere cobra kai x reader

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nights-legacy · 1 year

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Hello, how are you? i would like to ask if you could do a imagine if you don't mind with hawks please where he gave him one of his feathers and at some point he starts to feel an extra heartbeat and realizes that she's pregnant, but no one even knew the reader with fluff please

Hope you like it! This was so cute to work on.

Baby Detector?- Hawks

Masterlist MHA Masterlist

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+ After a scare, Hawks gives you one of his feathers to give you both some peace of mind. A couple of months down the road, he notices something that sends his mind whirling.

Being the No. 2 Hero is a dangerous job. Hawks has known very little of the domestic, fluffy life of being in a relationship. He honestly thought he would never experience that until he met you. You had completely flipped his world around for the better. He wanted to flaunt you to the world but he had seen how other Heroes' significant others had been in danger. He didn't want that so you both agreed to keep your relationship a secret.

Y/N's POV

I trudged into the apartment after a long day. Working for a publishing company, especially being the head assistant, Lends itself to being a busy job. It didn't help that there was a villain attack just outside our building, causing us to have to evacuate half way through the day.

"Keigo! I'm home." I snogged off my coat. Just as I took off my shoes, I was enveloped from behind by strong arms and wings. "Oh, hi!"

"Are you alright?" Keigo whispered into the back of my neck. I smiled at his concern. I set my head on top of his.

"Yes, baby. I'm fine."

"I'm sorry I couldn't be there. I was knee deep in another attack when I heard about your building and I..."

"Keigo!" I interrupted his rambling. I turned to cradle his face in my hands. "I am fine. I'm not hurt in any way."

"Good." He ran his hands up and down my arms while wrapping his wings tighter. He kissed my forehead. "Come on. I made dinner." He stepped back.

"You made dinner? Keigo Takami made dinner?" I joved. He rolled his eyes as he pulled me along.

"Ha ha. I know it's rare but I beat you home for once. So I decided to whip something up for when you got home." He shrugged. We got to the table and I saw a variety of things.

"Whip something up? You sure you're not trying to provide for a slew of people?" I laughed. He chuckled. "This is so nice, Kei. I'm going to wash up and be right back." I packed his lips and slipped away.

We ate until we were stuffed and well satisfied. We just finished the dishes and he drug me to the living room. He was all giddy and I couldn't help but chuckle at him. He sat me down on the couch.

"Okay. What's gotten into you?"

"I have something for you. Close your eyes." I shook my head but did as he asked. I heard him move away before returning quickly. "Okay hold out your hands. There, now open." I opened my eyes to see one of Keigo's feathers in my palms. It was attached to a beautiful gold chair.

"Keigo?" I looked up at him. He smiled.

"I wanted you to have one of my feathers. So you always know I'm with you. Also in case you ever need me, you have the most direct link. You know how my quirk works. So Yeah." He sat down next to me.

"Keigo... thank you." I leant forward and kissed him sweetly. "This is so thoughtful. Thank you." I put the necklace on before cuddling into his side.

"You're welcome my love." He got comfortable on the couch, cradling us in his wings.

"Buutt ... I know this is a double meaning gift." I felt him tense. "It's also so you can make sure for yourself that I'm alright. Especially after something like today."

"That obvious?" He chuckled before smiling sheepishly.

"Come on Keigo." I chuckled, pushing back to look at him. "You gave me this on the same day I was nearly in a catastrophe. You're slick but not that slick Hawks." I booped his nose. He laughed. He pulled me back down into his chest.

"Can't pull the wool over your eyes." I hummed before kissing him. The kiss started out simple and sweet but after a few moments, I wanted more. I squirmed around to sit on his lap, deepening the kiss. We pulled away, breathing heavily. He picked up the feather. "I can feel your heart beating."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. And it's racing." He set his hand on my chest. "Are we excited lovebird? Do you want something?" He ducked under and kissed along my jawline.

"Keigo. If you even think about teasing..." I started but he cut me off with a kiss.

"Sh, sh. Don't worry." He said against my lips. He stood up with me in his arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist. "I know what you want. I want it too."

"Then do something." I mumbled as he walked to our room.

*A couple of months later*

3rd POV

Hawks was sitting on a wall, taking a short break while Endeavor was on the phone with one of his kids. Shoto from the sound of it. It was a nice day. Not too hot with a nice breeze that blew through his feathers. At the feeling, he decided to check up on Y/N. He focused on the feather.

"There we go." He said as he felt her heart beat. He could feel her breathing evenly and that the heart rate was normal. No trouble, good. He thought to himself. He was about to move on when something small caught his attention. It was a small pitter patter that he could have easily missed. He "listened" for a moment to try and figure out what it was.

He wriggled his feather to juxtaposition where it laid on her. He determined it was on her stomach. He was stumped.

"What could it ..." He froze in realization. Soft sound. Pitter patter. Stomach. "She's... Oh man." He fell off the wall at the surprise.

"Good God, Hawks. Pull yourself together." Endeavor said as he narrowed his eyes at the birdman.

"Yeah, yeah. Of course Endeavor." He dusted himself off, shaking out his wings. He was jittery all over and the rest of the day he was restless. As soon as he got home, he was calling for Y/N. "Baby! Baby, where are you?"

"I'm here. In our room." Y/N called. He was across the apartment in a flash. He flew in the bedroom door. "Woah, woah! What's going on?"

Y/N's POV

I stared at him as he caught his breath. He looked like he had run a marathon. I crossed my arms over my chest, waiting for him to calm down. I couldn't help but chuckle at his appearance.

"Give me a second." He held up a finger. I held in another laugh. I could tell by his wings that he was excited about something.

"What's got you in such a tizzy?"

"I'm not for sure but I think I may have some big news." He straightened up and took a big breath.

"Okay then what's this maybe big news?" I asked. He took a step closer. I could see he was a bit nervous. I reared up and stroked his cheek. "Keigo?"

"I checked up on you today. Through, you know. When I did, I noticed something." He started. I urged him on. "I noticed a small sound that was barely there."

"You're not making any sense, Keigo." He chuckled. He looked down at my stomach before setting a hand on it.

"I heard what sounded like a heartbeat underneath yours, right here." I looked down at his hand and it took a moment to put two and two together.

"What!" I exclaimed. I looked him in the eyes. "You mean you think I'm..."

"Yeah." He nodded.

"I'm pregnant?" I said breathlessly.

"It's just a maybe but there is definitely something going on. So maybe be a good idea to go to the doctor?" He suggested. I was in a daze, still comprehending his words. "Baby?"

"Yes, yes. Doctor. Yes, I'll make an appointment. Um..."

"I want to go with you so can you schedule it on my day off." He asked.

"Keigo."

"Yes?" He met my eyes.

"That means someone will know about us..." He must have just now realized that.

"Right well. This um..." He stumbled on his words. He paused before a look of determination came over his face. "I will not let you go through this on your own. If you are pregnant, I won't have people thinking you're some type of hussy. They need to know that you are an honest woman and there is someone taking care of you." He said strongly.

"How chivalrous of you." I chuckled lightly. He smiled, setting his forehead on mine.

"Plus, it wouldn't be so bad if people knew, right? At least the people we're closest to us?"

"Yes. It wouldn't be so bad." I agreed. "On both people knowing and our own... Our own baby."

"Can you imagine it? A kid of our own?"

"Yeah. I can." I said, looking down at his hand still on my stomach. I place mine on top of his before reaching up to cup his cheek.

"A mini us." he whispered before kissing me. I sighed, kissing him back. He pulled away suddenly. "Oh! We need to pick a room for a nursery!" He took off running.

"Keigo! Don't get ahead of yourself!" I laughed, chasing after him.

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abiiors · 11 months

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I send this because this would be me in this situation: you go into labour in the middle of the night (early annoying have to still be at home they won’t let you in the hospital yet) and you don’t want to wake matty because who knows the next time that there will be a peaceful sleep in this house. so you go out into the living room and deal with it by yourself until it becomes a bit much and maybe you need a hand to hold or maybe matty wakes up because he can’t sleep without you beside him 🥺, either way once he’s awake and realizes what is happening he is kinda annoyed at you and your independence but also is ready to be the best dad and labour partner around.

a twinge of pain wakes you up. the closer you get to your due date, the more this has happened—braxton hicks, they’re called—so you’re not really worried about it for now. walking around a bit usually helps. you squint your eyes in the dark and look over at matty’s sleeping form. not long before a peaceful night’s sleep would turn into a foreign concept.

you gingerly lift his arm off you and slide out of bed. it’s nowhere near as silent as you would have liked but he only stirs once and goes back to sleep.

by the time you’re out the bedroom, a second, stronger twinge of pain hits. deep breaths, you tell yourself, three, two, one…you can get through this. so what if it’s nearly two in the morning, fifteen minutes and you should be fine enough to go back to bed and matty will be none the wiser.

first, you walk to the kitchen and get yourself a glass of water; pacing slowly as you sip on the cool liquid. deep breaths…in and out. it’s not long till you meet your baby—it’s exciting and terrifying and everything in between but of god you are so ready to have this child out of you already!

you finish the glass, about to put it in the sink when a third contraction hits. this one is the strongest yet and the glass slips out of your hand as you clutch your stomach. luckily it lands in the sink and not on the floor, but the clang it makes echoes loudly in the stillness of the night.

shit shit shit! matty is hypervigilant as is. this would 100% wake him up. but more pressing is the pain in your lower belly and back. this time it lasts so much longer and breathing through it doesn’t help whatsoever.

what if it’s real this time…

once the thought comes, it sinks into your brain and lodges itself firmly. fuck! It’s real this time! but your water isn’t broken yet, you would have known it. you’re still clutching your side, hunched over, when matty’s frantic footsteps get louder. he’s here, he’s here…

“darling!” he gasps and dashes over to you, immediately pulling all your weight onto him. the pain is slowly ebbing away, still you’re glad for the support. “what are you doing here? what was the sound? why didn’t you wake me up? wh—”

“matty!” you interrupt his train of questions, “i think the baby’s coming.”

now that you’ve said it out loud, you definitely know it’s true. your eyes meet his; wide and suddenly devoid of any sleep.

"but she isn’t due for—"

“three more days, i know!” you straighten again, slowly walking to the settee just in case. matty follows and watches like a hawk. ‘she doesn’t exactly follow our calendar, does she?”

“okay let me get the hospital bag. we’ll leave in five minutes.”

even through the pain his eagerness makes you laugh and shake your head.

“my love, we can’t go yet,” you motion for him to sit next to you, “my water’s not broken yet. and we need to time the contractions.”

it’s when he’s finally seated with his phone in his hands and the timer on that his eyes narrow again. “you didn’t wake me up,” he accuses, “my baby’s coming and you were just going to let me sleep?”

“our baby! and in my defence, i didn’t know it was real real”

“what other kind of real is there?!”

“well, i’ve had these other—ow!”

and just like that the exasperation disappears, replaced by worry almost instantly. “breathe with me, love” he instructs and guides you exactly how he was taught in birthing classes.

you know the routine by now. in and out. but it’s a little difficult when your body is trying to make adjustments to push out another tiny person.

a tiny person…

it won’t be long now till you meet her.

“that’s it,” he encourages, hands rubbing soothing circles on your lower back which is exactly where you need it.

slowly, the contraction fades away, replaced by a dull ache. and you smile at matty through tears. “shouldn’t be long till we meet her. shouldn’t be long at all...”

#✉️#♤: matty blurbs #the 1975 #matty healy x you #matty healy x reader #matty x reader #matty x you #dad!matty #matty healy

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mayullla · 1 year

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Title: Day one of UA!

Character(s): Hawks / Keigo Takami (BNHA)

Summary: After fighting with villains Hawks was badly injured, when you showed up and healed him. Now today is the day he will take you to UA!

Warnings/tags: Slowburn platonic yandere, fem!child!reader, the reader has a healing quirk, the obsessions themes are not obvious here but will happen at one point so just in case I am putting this here, drabble

Little healer here! list

You were super excited when you found out you were going to UA. You have heard many things about the school. And right now is a little before the start of the new year. Keigo took you to the school stating that while you are not a student of the school paper wise you will be watched over by Recovery girl and the other teachers there.

You nodded at his words holding his hands as you looked at the cherry blossoms still yet to bloom but only small buds. The headmaster of the school and a few teachers seems to be waiting for you and Keigo in front of the school. You stared at the principal as he spoke to Keigo after a short greeting and introduction.

"My aren't you a cutie." Recovery girl said patting your head, quick to explain to you that she would be the one you will be following half of the time. There were many students who get hurt often here and it was her job to heal and help them but it would also be good for you to gain some experience and training under watchful eyes.

"Here you go some candies."

The other two teachers that were waiting were Mic and Aizawa. Mic was quick to coo at how cute you were also telling you not to worry as this place was the safest place you will ever be. Aizawa wasn't really that interested in entertaining you and just greeted you as most of his focus was on the principal and Hawks.

He didn't understand why you should come here when they too had their hands full with other students.

"If you need anything and you can't find Recovery Girl you can look for me or this guy here alright?" You nodded at Mic's words looking at him and Aizawa with a concentrated look as if trying to remember their faces.

"I will be going now birdie." Glancing to the other side you looked at Keigo who was getting ready to leave. Telling you he will pick you up when work finishes, you waved goodbye as he flew away.

Now the whole day you have been following Recovery girl but a lot of the time you were also in the teacher's office drawing on one of the lone tables the teachers had given you some paper to draw on with the colored pencils you brought.

Mic looked like a fun teacher but so were the other teachers who noticed you beside the yellow sleeping bag Aizawa quietly drawing. They asked you a few questions surprised that you were the suppose adopted daughter of Hawks. It was weird really that such a young hero would adopt a child yet it was quickly cleared up later when they meet up with the principal.

At the end of the Hawks soon returned and you said your goodbyes to the teachers. "Was it fun?" Keigo asked you carrying you in his arms. "Unh!" You nodded smiling, nothing happened but it was nice you explained. The teachers were really nice to you and the Cementoss pro hero teacher also gave you cookies to eat.

You explained the exture was similar to hard rock which made Keigo laugh.

You asked how his day was and if he beat up any bad guys. Nodding he told you of how a robber tried to steal from the jewelry shop but he put an end to it, the sparkle in your eyes made him smile a little softer.

In truth, he was actually worried about you the whole day. Unable to concentrate on his work as much. How where you doing? Are the teachers nice to you? Are they treating you well? What are you doing right now? Perhaps training? What are you thinking right now?

It has only been a few days but Keigo would often look to his side expecting you to be there but only the empty floor. It was an odd feeling really being unable to hear your voice.

It almost felt lonely without you.

"It was fine."

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capricorn-writer-kawaii · 9 months

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That Night in the Hot Springs

Chapter 1/3

Pairing: Enji Todoroki x Reader

Genre: Enji Todoroki X Reader, ⚠️smut⚠️, fluff, angst, age difference, divorced Endeavor, ⚠️anime spoilers⚠️

Words: 2k

Summary: A divorced and hard-working Endeavor allows himself to lose his composure at the desire he feels for his young colleague. Yet, the flame hero did not count on the fact that what seemed to be just one wild night stand in a hot spring would lead him to fall madly in love.

A/N: This idea just kept popping up in my mind. In the end, it came out longer than expected, my bad, but if it's about Enji being soft and in love, I couldn't help but write a little more. Also, I was very excited to write about Endeavor after his wonderful character development. Why not give him a second chance?

Chapter 1 – Don’t play with fire, kid

Being alone with your boss was your favorite moment of the day because you can actually see him, not his heroic facade. Once the doors of his office were closed, Enji Todoroki freed himself from the pressure of being the number one hero, a task that not even himself was sure to be able to do it. All Might’s ghost will always haunt him. It had been a few years since All Might retirement and that fierce fight against Hood, the High-End Nomu. Moreover, Dabi's transmission had left serious consequences on how society perceived the flame hero. Yet, Endeavor's efforts to be a better person did not go unnoticed by everyone, earning not only the respect but also the affection of many, you included.

All his concerns disappeared when you were at your knees and with your mouth on his length. It has huge, it didn’t matter how many times you were together, Enji’s size always amazed you. Even so, you liked him so much that your body was always ready for him, even in moments when you weren’t supposed to feel turned on by him, you were. Maybe it was because he failed to hide it too.

The attraction he felt over you led him to gawk at you when you were working together. Seeing you in your costume drove him crazy. Why did you have to choose a design like that? He asked every time you walked in front of him. Why so stretch? Why did HE have to be like that?

He had never acted in such way, he was always so focused on his duties that he barely paid attention to other heroes until Hawks had that stupid idea of bringing you to Endeavor's agency. But how could he deny it? You were gifted, your quirk worked so well with his that it would be a waste not to accept you in his agency. Though, things escalated quickly from the moment he noticed how merciless with criminals you were. He couldn’t understand how you were the same person who laughed at Hawk’s lame jokes. In battles, you were fierce, you attacked with such spirit that you managed to take his breath away, but on your regular basis, you were so kind and lovely.

You shook his ground when Endeavor discovered your talent and witnessed your braveness. He had already been divorced for years but it was the first time he really fell for someone. However, Enji wasn’t willing to accept it because you were way younger than him, you were barely in your late 20s.

What the hell was wrong with him? He asked when he found himself getting a boner once during a battle, he helped you from falling from a building. Yet, when he caught you, he grabbed your ass and you automatically place your hands on his wide neck while his name was pronounced by your mouth. It sounded so sexy, especially being that close, that he almost lost concentration and hit another building.

From that day, he tried to behave as the respectful and serious man he had always been; thus, he tried not to work that often with you. However, he couldn’t deny your talent and Hawks started to question him why you weren’t working anymore with them in the most complicated cases.

“She’s amazing! Are you afraid she could get hurt?” Hawks asked while coming back from work.

“Stop questioning me.” Endeavor ordered with a tone that would make any other person cry, but Hawks was so used to it, that he didn’t even flinch, especially not after both heroes were coming from having some drinks together.

“At least consider it, if she helps us, we can solve more cases. You’re swamped with work now that you’re the number one hero. We can use a hand if you’re planning to keep that title.”

Endeavor kept silent as he listened and realized he actually needed your help. The next day, you were under his wing again. You and Hawks will work next to him, at least for some time, or that was his initial idea. But who did he want to fool? You were amazing, just as he already knew and as Hawks had said.

Besides, you were so professional and so responsible that in a matter of days, Endeavor was again eating from your hand, totally thankful for having you on his team.

If his temper was already difficult to handle, it got worse every time he caught Hawks flirting with you. The worst part was that he knew it was just the normal thing, you guys had similar ages, you were friends, and you hung up a lot together. It was normal to think that there was some kind of attraction; yet, he couldn’t be more wrong. You had a crush, for sure, you were head over hills for someone, but not for Hawks! For your boss! However, he was out of your reach, there was no way you would tell him or even think about acting on it. No matter how many times you were alone with him in his office, or all the lunches and dinners you had with him and Hawks, not even the numerous nights he offered to drop you home.

Not until that day…

“I’m so happy we can finally have some free time!” Hawks said as he, Endeavor, and you walked towards some hot springs.

“We should get back sooner now that he…”

“No! Please, Endeavor! You promised us we could use the hot springs if we finished on time, and we did it!” You said, causing him to sight, he knew he was already defeated the moment you used those puppy eyes on him.

Some minutes later, you took a different path from them and found your pond. After demanding so much of your body during the mission, it felt amazing just to chill in the water.

From where you were you could hear Hawks and Endeavor’s voices through the wall stone that separated your pond from theirs. You giggled hearing Hawks begging Endeavor to warm just a little bit more the water. The flame hero had no interest in doing what his right hand asked; yet, he preferred warming the water than continuing listening to the young hero asking for the same.

“That’s what I was talking about! Thank you, boss!” Hawks said while he closed his eyes enjoying the warmth. “Hey, hottie! How’s everything over there? Feeling nice already?”

Endeavor groaned hearing that annoying way of calling you. He had already said to Hawks to stop being so disrespectful; however, your answer did not allow the hero to scold Hawks, for your soft and sexy moan just took his breath away.

“It felts great, thanks for warming the water, Endeavor.” You replied, getting no answer from the pro, who was silent not only because of your hot moan but because he was thinking that maybe you didn’t mind Hawks’ comments because something was going on between you two.

Some time passed in which the three of you stayed there enjoying the night, allowing yourselves to forget your worries and to submerge your anxieties in those warm waters. But it was not the only thing you did. While you kept thinking that the man who drove you crazy was just a few steps away taking a bath, the redhead thought the same. It had been the heat coming from his body that had made you moan.

The three of you got so carried away with your thoughts that Endeavor didn't even listen when Hawks apologized and said goodbye. He needed to get some sleep or exhaustion would make him fall asleep in the water.

"Precious, are you coming with me?" The young hero asked causing his boss to feel his blood boil.

However, you rejected his offer, you wanted to enjoy the hot springs for a while longer, or at least that's what you said, what you really wanted was to be alone with your boss, even if you were in different ponds.

Endeavor chose to stay as well, even though he didn't want to accept why he did. For a while there was silence, which wasn't entirely strange, since the ones who used to talk were you and Hawks, Enji was usually silent, and if he spoke, it was to give orders or scold Hawks. Nevertheless, although many people judged him as a cruel man, his two pupils knew that it was not entirely true, he cared for them in his own way. Starting with the missions, no wonder why he was on top of all heroes, for he was capable of controlling any situation without taking his eyes off you, always making sure you and Hawks were safe.

"How's your leg, kid?" He asked you after a while.

"Can't complain, I can move it now."

“Be more careful. If Hawks hadn't helped you, you'd have fractured it."

"Yes, sir" The hero sighed, he didn't like to hear that word so much, especially not coming from you.

He was your superior, that was true, but a little closeness and trust wouldn't hurt either. Had all of his attempts to be a little more approachable not worked even with his closest subordinates?

A little more time passed and the night was getting colder. Not even the heat from the hot springs was enough. Endeavor hadn't noticed the temperature change, as his body always harbored some heat, but for you, it was just impossible to stay there.

The way back to where you were going to sleep passed right by the pool where Hawks and Endeavor had taken a bath, so you would have to pass in front of your boss wearing only a towel. All thanks to Hawks and his stupid pranks, since he had taken your clothes.

When the flame hero heard your footsteps, he looked up. He didn't expect to see you in a towel, however, it was the most sensual image he had seen in his life. Your hair drenched in your bare shoulders, your breasts protruding from that little white, almost transparent towel, and then, your long and naked legs. It was impossible for him not to react to that sight, not to start getting hard. He tried to stop looking at you and focus on something else, like he always did, but this time he took a little more time and you noticed, the leering look from your boss couldn't just be a product of your imagination.

"You're leaving?" he asked without looking at you.

"It's very cold and Hawks took my clothes."

"What? That idiot did what?" As prone to anger as ever, Endeavor forgot why he'd averted his gaze from you and even rose to his feet, forgetting that his erection was already somewhat noticeable.

"It's okay, I'm used to..." You quit talking when you felt a few drops falling on your face. Immediately, you both looked up and noticed that it was starting to rain.

Once you looked at him again, you surely forgot how to talk. If he had been impressed looking at you, your jaw just dropped. The number one hero's body was huge and muscular. There was not a single part of his body that was not trained. It was not just an athletic body, the head of the Todoroki family was a mountain of muscle, and despite the years passing by, his body refused to show any sign of weakness. His body was too tense and fit for age to do its thing; on the contrary, years only made him more attractive, more manly.

If Enji's physique was already breathtaking, the way he looked at that moment left you even more fascinated by him than before. Due to the cold drops of rain and the heat from the hero's body, his skin emanated steam. Also, the striking turquoise hue of his eyes contrasted with the dark red of his hair now that it was wet.

"Come on, I'll walk you." He said, adjusting his towel, since it barely covered what was necessary.

How could you miss such an opportunity? When else would you be alone with that man and in those conditions? No… you had to do something, you had to act. You suspected that you awakened something in your boss because no matter how hard he tried to hide it, there were times when he couldn't and the way he looked at you screamed that he wanted you.

"I don't want to go back yet."

"But you just said you were leaving, and it's raining."

“I don't mind the rain. Can you warm the water a bit more?” You asked approaching him and as you did, the knot in your towel was loosening, already sliding over your breasts, and you barely had time to hold it so as not to be completely naked. "Please, Endeavor." You asked while making sure your generous breasts brushed his body.

Even though the towel didn't fall all the way, Endeavor was able to glimpse at the rounded shape of your breasts and that was enough of a temptation for his head to wander back to how much he wanted to drop his hero role, rip off that towel and make you scream his name.

The redhead noticed how obvious he was making, as well as the boner that could not be hidden in any way. So, clearing his throat, he tried to look at the water and take some distance.

"Fine, I'm going to heat the water." He responded by trying to get closer to the well, but as he brushed past you, you stopped him by grabbing his wrist.

The hero's turquoise eyes looked at you, warning you not to play with him, but at the same time, they burned with desire. The fire that torched in him with you so close was far more intense than he could bear.

"Why do you avoid me so much?" You questioned sliding your soft hand over his massive bicep.

"Look, kid..."

Enji was respectful, especially since you were colleagues, but he was definitely not a man to be trifled with. He was not shy, and his short patience had already reached its limit.

"No, you look." Even more determined than him and acting before, you released the knot of the towel and in a second it had already fallen at his feet. "Was this what you wanted to see?"

"You know what you're provoking, right?" He asked gently holding your chin, which allowed him to appreciate how you nodded while licking your lips.

The hero wasted no more time and lowering his gaze devoured your body, he admired every inch of it, every part that he longed to see so many times but had not been able to. It was even more beautiful than he had imagined; besides, your hard nipples screamed how turned on you got by his side. Suddenly, the enormous and rough hands of the hero grabbed your ass and lifted you, now you two were at the same height.

"What about Hawks?" His breathing showed how aroused he was and how difficult it was for him to keep those last few seconds of sanity.

"Hawks?" You asked letting yourself be enveloped by the steam that emanated from your boss's skin, caressing his huge shoulders and discovering how covered they were by freckles and scars. Under other circumstances you would have explained to him that nothing was going on between you and Hawks; however, feeling Endeavor's huge cock throbbing so close to your entrance made it impossible for you to say many words, so you barely managed to shake your head negatively. "We're just friends."

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hopelessdelusional · 10 months

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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

“Good morning sunshine!”

Were the first words you heard when you woke up. Your covers were violently ripped off of you, the cold air clinging onto your warm body. You already knew what day it was, you already know who exactly were standing over your corpse-like body.

Today was the dreaded doctor appointment. Izuku has made sure to come with every single time, claiming he needs to make sure they “get things right.” Since he’s almost graduated in med school whenever you even step foot in a hospital he’s already attached to your hip. As much as you like to complain, you really do appreciate it. He’s always speaking up for you and making sure you get what you need. If you ever got embarrassed about something or just forgot something Izuku is telling the doctor. (one time he even told the doctor about a bad case of diarrhea and you almost died on the spot).

When you were in the hospital, Izuku would hold your hand through every hard talk, any pains, anything that made you the slightest bit uncomfortable. He was always waiting in your room when you got out of surgery, and would even get in arguments with doctors when he didn’t agree. As much as you didn’t like having someone hover you, that was a very scary time in your life and you’re glad you had him.

The other person standing behind Izuku menacingly, was of course, your best friend Hitoshi.

It’s a known fact Hitoshi struggles with expressing his feelings, and he often isolates when he does have those hard feelings. Whenever the two of you get in fights you have learned to let him cool off, let him be by himself and let him come to you. If you were to come to him first it would only piss him off more, a mistake you will never forget.

With that being said, when you were first in the hospital, and all through your healing journey Hitoshi surprised you with how open and communicative he began to be. Late at night when you couldn’t sleep he would lay in bed with you, laughing at whatever friends episode was playing. (that show later began to be you and Hitoshi’s comfort show). He would fix your hair to how you liked it, and walk you as far as he could whenever you went into surgery. He also always brought your favorite clothes, blankets, and plushies, decorating the hospital bed.

When you were home he was even more considerate, but also very strict. Izuku and him would talk back and forth with all of your dos and donts. They were like hawks watching you, and you wouldn’t want it any other way.

“I hope you both die a slow and painful death.”

You roll over on your side, putting your back to them often like how a cat does when they’re mad at their owners. You heard Hitoshi snort, and you didn’t even have to look to know Izuku was standing with his hands on his hips.

The stance reminded you of the way Katsuki stands with only one hand on his hip. You always wanted to point it out but didn’t want to make him annoyed with you. You often wonder if because they grew up together that’s how that habit started.

“Come on n/n, hou got twenty minutes to get ready.”

Izuku walked away, not knowing where he was headed as Hitoshi sat down on your bed. You were able to see him out of your peripheral, he was just sitting on his phone. His thumbs busy texting someone, presumably Kaminari.

Over the past couple weeks Hitoshi and Kaminari have been constantly hanging out, texting, and calling. Whenever Kaminari filmed any videos he would invite Hitoshi to come over and “help edit the video” but you knew he just wanted to be with Hitoshi. Anytime you brought up the possibility of Kaminari feeling the same about Hitoshi as he goes for the blond, you are immediately shut down and the conversation gets changed. It was times like those that made you want to strangle your best friend to death. Which honestly, wasn’t that rare.

“I’m not leaving until you get up.”

You groaned obnoxiously, knowing it would annoy Hitoshi. Izuku’s footsteps started to come closer to the bed now, and you felt a soft thump next to you. Curious, you moved your head so you could see what was laid next to you, and you were pleasantly surprised to see an outfit Izuku picked out for you.

“Your comfy clothes, now i’ll be in the kitchen making you avocado toast and getting your meds out.”

Soon enough, the three of you made your way to doctor’s office. You were used to the odd looks you would get because of the two men who followed you everywhere. They were practically your shadows, never leaving your side. Thankfully the doctors and nurses were used to this and always greeted you with a warm smile.

“Alright miss l/n, i have to say you’re doing a lot better than last time.”

“You have Izuku to thank for that one.”

Swinging your feat, you watched your doctor chuckle as she watched the screen intensely. Izuku was standing next to you as Hitoshi chose to sit, two very different behaviors of anxiety being performed.

“However…”

You felt Izuku go stiff next to you, as well as Hitoshi in his seat.

“However?”

Izuku’s voice came out as a squeak, not having heard that in a long time. Probably since the first semester of college whenever he gets nervous. He still has those cute squeaks, but not as often as you’d like.

“I’m not liking the way your liver is looking y/n.”

The doctor looked up at you from the computer as you smiled sheepishly. Knowing how strict Izuku and Hitoshi get, they are going to kick your ass.

“I know you’re young and at that age, but you have a serious condition here, and you need to remember how at stake your body can get.

Now I’m not too upset at the way it looks, you could easily flush this right out with plenty of water and no drinking. But still, please be careful y/n.”

Izuku and Hitoshi were now looking at you, feeling their cold stare as you smile and nodded.

Of course you knew this was a possibility, but with everything else you’ve been doing for your physical health you just assumed it would balance out. Besides, you weren’t a raging alcoholic, you just enjoyed a nice drink here and there. Drinking wasn’t going to kill you, and honestly not even the consequences of drinking. Katsuki being a perfect example.

If you hadn’t drank that night then you would have never made out with the most beautiful man on the planet. Now that was the best thing that’s ever happened to you drunk.

(the worst thing was certainly when you went on that trip to arizona and got drunk right before you landed in a local sheriff’s office. that experience alone made you want to never drink again. thought it is a good laugh now two years later)

“I’ll keep that in mind, thank you.”

The car ride back was tense.

Music playing gently in the background as Izuku gave you multiple monologues about how dangerous you’ve been living. Of course you wanted to argue back, but you couldn’t find yourself arguing with someone you love with something so stupid. Instead, you listened and apologized, trying to make Izuku feel better. Hitoshi was nodding along annoyingly, adding extra details that only makes Izuku ramble more. that’s why you made him sit in the back

As Izuku rambled about topics that don’t even have anything to do with drinking you finally pulled out your phone to respond to Katsuki.

The two of you have been texting and calling a little too much for your comfort. You really didn’t know how to feel, but you couldn’t for the life of you pull away from the man. He had such a magnetic personality, you loved every conversation with him and wanted nothing more than to be in his life.

But that doesn’t mean you’re in love with him or something. That’s crazy talk.

After Izuku made his final rant, he had to get back home to Shoto. You all made your quick goodbyes, and once the other was gone you crashed on the couch. Hitoshi found his way to the couch as well, sitting on the arm rest and you could feel his stare.

“I think I’m gonna ask out Denks”

Your whole body jolted up, a new wave of energy hitting you after your best friend muttered those words.

A wide smile spread across your face as you scooted closer to Hitoshi, but that just made him groan and hide his now red face away from you.

“Don’t make this weird n/n”

You just laughed, now grabbing Hitoshi’s hand and playing with the bracelets on his wrist. You were so excited about this, because you knew that Kaminari would say yes in a heart beat, and you especially couldn’t wait to tell Katsuki.

“I’m so proud of you.”

Groaning even more, Hitoshi sunk into the couch and swatted you away making you giggle.

There was a comfortable silence after that, before your best friend spoke up again.

“When are you gonna tell Bakugou about your condition.”

You were now looking down, Hitoshi’s word like a punch to the gut. You fiddled with your rings, letting the question hang in the air.

“I don’t know.”

Hitoshi sighed, and you could tell he was looking your way now.

You really didn’t know. You just now had a good thing going with Katsuki, you didn’t want him to look at you any differently. You had no idea how he would react, and you certainly didn’t want him to react the same way all of your friends did. You could take care of yourself, you didn’t want him to look at you as weak when you told him. You needed to prove yourself to him. Needed to accomplish something big so he knew that even though you have this condition you can still kick ass.

Not to mention, with the festival coming up you really have slowed down talking to him. You honestly preferred it this way, it made you less attached. It allowed you to stop feeling so guilty whenever you did remember he didn’t know about your health, you just needed to finish this festival. After that maybe you’ll feel better and tell him.

Maybe.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

false god

i jinxed myself on the last post whoopsies

also not a lot of writing bc there’s a chapter coming up that’s gonna be LOADED so 😬😬

also i wanted to incorporate more smau stuff into the written things i think at this point it’s just bc i’m lazy😭

anyways love ya and have a great day!!! and as always lmk if you want any x reader images or just have any questions for me!! i’ll always answer 🫶

fun facts! ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

- no yeah i’m not kidding Izuku went full karen on some poor nurse and the doctor was like pissed at izuku at first but then checked over the work and was like….”fuck the kid’s right” LMFAO

- hitoshi CAN be sweet yes it’s possible

- izuku stull has his little motor mouth moments and i for one live for it

- ever since last week katsuki has been checking up nonstop

- momo is literally y/n’s mother

- hitoshi blushes rlly easily it’s so cute

- also HEEHEH KAMINARI IS GONNA ASK HUM OUT HEHEHEHHEE

- excited

- uh i think that’s all

- i’m sorry this chapter was so short i’ve been actually busy recently 😀

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gladerwolfstarkimagines · 1 year

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The Mission Bolin x Reader Series: Part Four

You return to Republic City and don’t recieve the warmest welcome but manage to prove to everyone where your loyalties lie...but can you show this to Bolin?

Previous Parts: One, Two and Three.

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When you got back to Republic City you could’ve easily slunk away and buried your head in the sand but you didn’t. You went right to the council and shared with them everything you knew. You told them you’d accept any punishment they thought fair but asked you be allowed to help in the time being. Obviously they were all very wary of you but Varrick vouched for you. “She’s on our side now we promise! Kuvira was intimidating her as much as she was everyone else but Y/n stood up for us and is a very big part of why we're still here”. Varrick’s word didn’t seem to be doing much good though, which was understandable considering his past, so you stepped forwards ready to argue your case when Bolin beat you to it. “Varrick’s right. Y/n helped get us here and stood up to Kuvira for us...she can be trusted and she has invaluable knowledge. We’re going to need her to stop this”. Mako’s brother and the Avatar both nodded, convinced by Bolin’s world and that persuaded Tenzin and the others. “Fine!” Raiko nodded “you can help but we’ll be watching you like a hawk and the second you falter you’ll be locked away forever”. You nodded “I won’t let you down”.

You hoped to catch Bolin after the meeting but Raiko grilled you for hours to get information about Kuvira and when you left Bolin was nowhere to be seen. The next day you found Mako, Bolin’s brother and asked if he knew where Bolin was staying. He directed you to Air Temple Island and you made your way there a bundle of nerves. You found Bolin outside playing with Pabu and smiled to see he seemed back to normal...or he did until he looked up and saw you. Oblivious, Pabu ran over to say hello before Bolin could intercept him. You stroked Pabu happily and Bolin stood up, coming towards you hesitantly. “Hey” you said softly “I’m really sorry to drop in on you like this but with the war coming I figured sooner would be better. Can we please talk?" you asked. Bolin sighed "i guess I can’t avoid it forever...let's go this way" and he led you to a private part of the island overlooking the ocean. You nodded and followed him in silence. Once you were sat down Bolin frowned "so...do you want to take the lead?". You nodded and took a breath. “I just wanted to apologise again for everything I did to you and give you a chance to ask any questions...I’m so sorry for everything Bolin and I know the journey here hasn’t solved anything. Is there anything you want to say to me?”. "Was it all just a game?" Bolin asked and you had a feeling this had been on his mind for a while. "Being nice to be, laughing with me, flirting with me...the whole time you were only speaking to me because she told you to right? Would you even have given me the time of day if she hadn't commanded you to?" Bolin asked. You nodded "of course I would have! Initially I did it because she told me to but after our first meeting I realised I enjoyed being around you and it stopped being a secret mission but something I wanted to do. I liked being around you Bolin, I would’ve acted the same way I promise". Bolin sighed "well unsurprising I don’t believe you" and he looked away upset. "Of course I want to believe you. I want to think you did care for me and like me but how can I even begin to trust you?" he pointed out. It was a very good question and one you didn’t have the answer to. You sighed "I don’t know" you replied honestly "I've hurt you in an awful way and I don’t know how I can ever do enough to repair that. To make you feel safe around me again but I promise I'm not going to quit until I do it. I'm not going to stop trying even if you lose interest or hate me. I will never stop trying to repay the damage I did because you mean a lot to me Bolin. While it wasn’t genuine at first it didn’t take long before it started being and by the end I’d really fallen for you. I know that ship has probably sailed for us forever but all I want is to get your friendship back. No matter how much work it takes". Bolin nodded "okay. I can’t promise anything but I also won’t tell you it’s impossible". You nodded to him "that’s more than I could’ve hoped for, thank you". Bolin nodded and walked away.

You heard Opal was in town the following day and figured she deserved an apology as well. You made your way to Lin Beifong’s apartment where Opal was staying and knocked twice. You were sure this wasn’t going to be pleasant and that was before you told her what you’d done to her and Bolin’s relationship. But still you wanted to wash away everything you'd done for your sister and the first step was being honest. So you’d deal with this and then you could move on.

The door opened and Opal appeared. "What do you want?" she asked. Great start, she hated you already. You winced and tried to look non-threatening. "I was hoping we could talk?" you asked. "Funny you two even think alike now" she replied and you paused "me and who?". "Bolin” she said and Opal moved back to reveal the living room where Bolin was sat awkwardly. He met your eye and you looked away "sorry I didn’t realise he was here...i’ll come back later". "No why don’t you stay?" Opal asked her voice dripping with anger "Bolin was just explaining how he broke up with me for you and I'd love to hear your side of things". You winced but Opal held the door open very menacingly for an airbender. You walked inside and sat in the only available chair which was next to Bolin. "So" Opal said standing in front of you both "carry on Bolin". Bolin coughed "so after we broke up I went to Y/n and I...we kissed". "The same night I left, right?" Opal asked. Bolin nodded "yes". "And you thought that was okay because...?". Bolin sighed "I knew it wasn’t but I hadn't seen you in so long and every time we did it was so tense. Things with Y/n had been building for a while and I was so emotional after our breakup it all just kind of burst out". Opal raised an eyebrow "so you're blaming me?". Bolin immediately denied that and went to explain himself when you stepped in. "Haven’t you told her what I did?". Bolin shook his head "I was getting to that part". You turned to her "Opal none of this was Bolin’s fault. Kuvira calculated it. She made a plan to have Bolin fall for me and I...I helped her. I seduced him and encouraged him to break up with you. I made myself seem like the better alternative and helped orchestrate the whole thing so if you want to be angry at anyone it should be me". Opal shook her head "you're acting like you twisted his arm behind his back and forced him to fall for you. Whether you encouraged it or not you didn't force him to do anything. You didn’t make him separate from me or make him kiss you. From what I've heard you actually stopped that. Bolin fell for you because he liked you" she said "and for me that's the ultimate betrayal because if he’d really have liked me and had no feelings for you to begin with then this would have never happened". "Opal please" Bolin cried as you said "let me explain it better" but she’d had enough. "No I'm done. You both said you wanted to explain and you did so get out. Bolin it’s over, stop blaming Y/n for your own actions and take responsibility. Y/n...well all the apologies in the world won’t resolve what you've done but I think I have an idea of how you can start". You frowned "how?". "You're going to help me break my family out of Kuvira’s prison".

All things considered risking your life to save Opal’s family who had been imprisoned by your sister, the one you helped takeover their home, seemed fair. So you agreed. Bolin had protested, claiming Opal shouldn’t just punish you but him too. That honestly hadn’t helped things and so you rode to the prison in a very stormy silence. Lin was smart enough not to get involved and stayed quiet.

Once you got there you were soon joined by Toph and broke into the prison. The Beifongs were literally tossed to freedom and only when you got outside of the cell undetected did they all turn to you. "Y/n?" Su yin asked the first chance she got. "You came back to us?" Wei asked a smile on his face and you felt like crying. "No" Opal’s voice rang out "she was working against us the whole time. She’s only here because Kuvira made her go against Bolin and that was too much for her. Not us". The Beifongs all frowned and you hung your head, aware there were no words in the world you could say to make up for what you’d done to your real family. "Still..." Huan said suddenly "she’s here rescuing us and where’s Bataar? Our actual flesh and blood". You looked up to see the others were slowly nodding. Suyin smiled and stepped towards you "regardless I'm happy you're here and you're safe" she said offering you a hand “if you’re willing to make this first step then so are we”. You took one look at her kind face and burst into tears. "I'm so sorry! For everything" you sobbed and Su cradled you in her arms. "It's okay" she soothed and you finally felt safe. Opal understandably wasn’t happy but the others all forgave you. You explained why Opal hated you and how it was justified. The others all just replied she’d forgive you eventually and you felt so happy to have your family back. You were always closest to the twins and found yourself staying with them on the way back to Republic City. "So..." Wei asked "where did you and Bolin leave things?". You swallowed "I told him that I'd always care for him as more but I'd never stop trying to win his friendship back". You expected the twins to judge you for saying that to their little sister’s ex-boyfriend but they just nodded. "That seems fair" Wing nodded and you stared "how are you all not yelling at me?". Wei smiled softly "Y/n you may not be a Beifong by blood but you do realise we grew up as together right? To us you're family. So is Kuvira too and anything you've done doesn’t really matter now you've said sorry and are trying to put it right. We love you and we support you. Opal and Bolin were on the outs before you even got involved but he’s a nice guy. If you have something with him then we say go for it". "Really?" You asked tears in your eyes and Wei nodded "yes". “You’re the best brothers ever” you replied and the twins grinned to hear you finally call them that.

When the final battle came you fought in it side by side with your earth bender family. You brought Kuvira’s giant mecha suit down and then Kuvira herself. Bolin got to the new spirit portal just in time to see Korra emerge with Kuvira. Bolin spotted you across the field and you were staring frozen as Lin and Su clamped handcuffs around your sister’s wrists and everyone celebrated. Bolin watched you warily and felt a pang of sadness. No matter what you’d done he still cared about you and seeing you upset made him sad. He went to step towards you when a twin appeared on either side of you. Wei touched your arm tentatively and you turned and buried your head against him crying. Wing joined the hug and Bolin was pleased to see atleast you’d reconnected with your family. Not wanting to ruin the moment Bolin walked away.

1 year later

After the battle you were pardoned by Raiko due to your help taking down Kuvira and so you didn’t serve any jail time. However you didn’t return to Zafou after the battle. Kuvira had done a lot of damage to Republic City, hundreds injured, thousands displaced and so many homes utterly destroyed. So, you decided to do something about it.

Bolin witnessed the whole thing and saw first hand the stroke of genius ran in Kuvira’s bloodline family. You became lead of the restoration efforts and everyone soon forgot who's sister you were once your intentions became clear. The Beifong’s were a golden support system and Bolin saw even you and Opal were friends again which was nice. Opal had also told him she’d forgiven him and they were friends again but he knew that was all it would be with her. With you however that was a different story. Bolin still liked you. He knew it was stupid, most people would never consider going back to someone who did what you’d done but he couldn’t deny how he felt. Not to mention everything you’d said turned out to be true and he saw the changes you’d made to become a better person. You weren’t the same person as before and neither was he. But that didn’t make telling you any less scary. Bolin finally decided to do it one day after he spent the whole week watching you help refugees get rehabilitated. He knew he had to tell you or move on and he chose the former. Bolin could always find you around city hall these days so he headed there and soon enough he spotted you walking down a hallway. "Y/n" he called and you stopped looking around. You smiled when you saw him and walked over "Bolin! How are you? Is everything okay?". Bolin nodded "I’m good thanks and everything is great. I was just wondering if I could talk to you? What time do you finish up here?". You seemed surprised but quickly recovered "I actually finish in an hour, there’s a great coffee shop around your corner if you’d like to go there?". Bolin nodded "sounds great! I'll meet you at the main entrance in an hour".

It was raining when Bolin got to the coffee shop so he went inside and found a table. He sat facing the door, which turned out to be a bad thing as every time it opened his heart sped up and he panicked before realising it wasn’t you. Finally, after many false calls you arrived. Bolin froze as you stood there in the doorway and he felt his palms sweat and his cheeks flush at what he was about to do. He was excited but also terrified. You’d said you would always care for him as a friend and as more but what if that had changed in the year that had passed? What if he’d missed his chance and the two of you would never get your opportunity to be a couple? “Bolin?” you called having located him and Bolin jumped up “y/n hey! Thanks for coming”. You smiled sitting down “no problem, so...how can I help? If it’s about those building permits please tell President Zhu Li I’m getting the zoning board to work as fast as possible...”. “No it’s not work-related it’s about...us”. “Ow...” you said and your whole body language changed “okay, what do you want to discuss?”.

Bolin took a deep breath “well first of all I wanted to tell you I’ve noticed all the good things you’ve done this past year and how you’ve been trying to reduce the damage Kuvira caused and I truly believe you’re a good person. I’ve forgiven you for what happened between us”. Your face lit up in surprise and you smiled shocked “really? Bolin that’s amazing! Thank you so much”. Bolin smiled “it’s nothing, it felt right so thanks for not giving up I guess”. “Totally worth it” you grinned and Bolin blushed ”also one more thing...I wondered if things have changed at all for you? Before you mentioned you would always care for me as more than a friend but were happy just being friends, is that still true”. You paused looking down “yes my feelings haven’t changed. I think I’ll always like you but I respect your feelings and promise never to try anything with you...is that what you were worried about?”. Bolin shook his head “no more the opposite, Y/n I still like you too and all this time I was unsure if I could trust you but like I just said I know I can now and so I wondered if you’d maybe like to go on a date with me?”. Your face split into an even more surprised expression and Bolin had never seen your eyes so wide before. You spluttered in shock “I’m...of course I would! Sorry i’m just lost for words because I thought I’d royally screwed this up so to hear you say this, I can’t believe how lucky I am”. Bolin blushed, in all his relationships he was usually the one providing all the security and compliments and it was nice to have someone else share that. “Well I feel pretty lucky too, none of my past partners have gone to the amount of effort you have to show me they care. You make me feel wanted and I like that”. You blushed but didn’t look away “I do want you Bolin, so not to sound eager but when are you free for that date because I’d love to take you out and make you feel even more special”. Bolin was so flushed he felt several degrees warmer and he smiled “how’s Friday night?”. “It’s a date” you grinned and Bolin smiled “great...” and he tentatively reached across the table to take your hand. Your drinks arrived seconds later and you smiled holding yours up “a toast, may our future be a lot less complicated and happier than our past”. Bolin nodded “to our future” and clinked your glass. You had a good feeling about this and couldn’t wait to see what your future had in store.

You always used to fear the future but now, with Bolin back in your life you were ready for it.

Bring it on.

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Bolin is the bestest boy!

I never really warmed to him and Opal as a couple because it just felt forced to me, like they were both single and nice people so they got smushed together. I wish they’d given him a more romantic fun partnership like Korra x Asami and Mako x Wu (yes they’re together in my mind). Even the way they got together felt quite convenient and not really that special or fun. All I’m saying is Bolin and Opal both deserve better!

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nick-writes-stuff · 1 year

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Cassidy x gn!injured!reader

notes: enemies to lovers kind of vibe; reader has powers similar to tracer (sorry i'm not creative enough to come up with a new mechanic lmao); fluff-ish to angst and back to fluff

WARNINGS: canon-typical violence; serious injury to reader; kinda tsundere dynamics (idk if that should be a warning or not); use of the nickname darlin'; cassidy being a little shit lmao

The mission started like any other, just an ambush to some Talon operations. You and Cassidy were bickering the whole flight to Dorado, which wasn't out of the ordinary. The two of you fought often, but never with real malice. Mainly just a friendly rivalry that you both tended to take a little too far.

At least for you, bickering with him was just a way to hide your growing feelings for him. In this line of work, being too attached to your partner wasn't ideal, so Morrison kept you both as mission partners despite how much your rivalry annoyed everyone else around you. You and Cassidy operated with such synergy despite getting on the other's nerves. Missions usually went off without a hitch no matter how much you complained about having to deal with him.

Emphasis on "usually". This mission was one of the few where things went downhill quick. You were sent to Dorado to essentially cause a distraction. The intent was to ambush a meeting occurring between Talon and a local operation of Null Sector. The two of you had done this a thousand times. However, usually you never end up ambushing Doomfist himself.

You recognized his voice almost instantly, making you stop in your tracks. You waited until the voices got softer before whispering over the comms. "Cass, since when is Doomfist the one overseeing this meeting?"

Cassidy chuckled lightly. "If you get your part of the plan right, we shouldn't need to deal with him." His confidence made your blood boil.

Essentially, the plan was for you to find the fire alarm, then the two of you would go in guns blazing once most of the crowd dispersed. Hopefully most of the patrols would evacuate leaving them to deal with the ones actually partaking in the meeting.

Of course, this plan revolved around the fact that intel reported that Sombra was involved in a mission halfway across the world. Having the hacker watching the security feed like a hawk would ruin their plans. Unfortunately, someone didn't vet the truth of the information enough.

"Jefe, it looks like we have some Overwatch agents hanging around. Looks like one of them is at the security console."

"Copy that."

This mission was not worth dying for. "You know what, Cass? If you're so confident that Doomfist won't get in our way how about we trade roles then?"

"You know we probably could do that, we both know I'd deal with that situation better than you."

You could hear the smirk in his voice. He wasn't being rude, just cocky. You took a deep breath, which really served two purposes: 1) preventing yourself from snapping at him, and 2) calming your own nerves before dealing with one of the deadliest men in the world.

"Man I can feel the glare from across the warehouse." He chuckled. There was something about his tone that was slightly different. Was he nervous? He seemed like he was trying to distract both of you from the reality of the danger ahead of you.

"Cass, can you at least head over here as backup in case I need it?" This request changed the plan somewhat, but you were sure Morrison would understand. If not, you were sure Morrison could suck it up and deal with it.

You head his laugh through the comms. "I'll see what I can do, darlin'."

If you were in the same room, that would have probably earned him a playful slap on the arm, but luckily, he had the foresight to call you that when he wasn't in your proximity.

You took another deep breath, shaking your hands a bit. "I'm going in." You whispered, voice dropping in volume immensely. You didn't wait for a response, thinking you'd chicken out before he did. You stepped into the room, doing a quick search before heading to the terminal.

It didn't take you long to navigate through it to turn on the fire alarm. You pressed the screen and heard the shrill noise in your ears. It was loud but not loud enough to cover up the familiar sound of Doomfist charging his punch.

"Oh sh-" You didn't get to finish before he collided with your shoulder. You hit the wall hard. Tapping the device that sat on your chest, you recalled back to the terminal and blinked away as he turned around.

You started sprinting off. You could run pretty fast, but when Doomfist has a rocket power glove to propel him forward, it wasn't exactly a fair race.

"Cass we gotta go!" You yelled out. You could hear him say something over the comms, but the sound of the Doomfist's shotgun echoing through the room left it hard to hear exactly what he said. Most of the shell hit your body armor, but he did leave some shallow cuts on your legs and arms. Nothing too major. You would be surprised if any of them needed anything more than a bandage

The shotguns finally stopped, and you could hear Cassidy say, "I'll be there as soon as I can." You were nearing the garage doors that were the designated exit to get to the evac point. It was too quiet, and you had a half second of confusion before seeing a flash of blue travel over your head. By the time you skidded to a stop, he was already charging up a punch. Before you could blink away, his fist collided with your chest. He propelled you into the concrete wall with a loud thud.

You couldn't breathe. All you felt was pain and the cold concrete on your back. Your head was reeling, and you could swear you felt blood running down the back of your neck.

You instinctively tapped the device on your chest, but your recall hadn't charged up yet. Fuck.

A ringing filled your ears. You assumed it was from the head trauma, but you soon recognized it as the familiar beeps of Cole's magnetic grenade.

Doomfist was distracted with the grenade, so you blinked out of his vicinity. Cole started firing shots at him, and you tried to take the opportunity to open the garage door so you both could get out.

It obviously didn't work. When you tried to bend down to grab the handle, the pain was excruciating. You tried to stifle any noise of pain because you didn't want to draw any other attention. You would just have to wait for your partner to open it. You turned back around to see that Cole had managed to do a number on the man. You could see the burn on the large man's shoulder from the grenade and at least three bullet wounds.

Doomfist began to charge up a rocket punch, but he lost his focus for a moment. He must have heard something in his earpiece that made him change his mind because he turned back and propelled himself to retreat. You would have taunted him and called him a coward if you could actually breathe.

Cassidy flung open the garage door and turned back to you. "Are you okay to go?"

You rolled your eyes. "I'm just peachy." You managed to get the words out somehow.

You could see something in his gaze. Fear? Apprehension? You weren't sure exactly.

You both could hear the loud footsteps of reinforcements. He went to grab your arm, but he pulled his hand away when he realized it would probably hurt you. "We have to go, try and keep up." He said. He wasn't saying it as a challenge, more begging you to try. He set off fairly quickly, and you really tried to follow.

The impact of your shoes hitting the pavement made your entire body hurt. You couldn't breathe. Your head was spinning, you felt so lightheaded. There might have been gunfire, or maybe it was your heart pounding in your ears.

You both hadn't even made it 100 meters before you ducked behind a vehicle. You called out for him.

When he turned to look at you, his blood ran cold. The only thing keeping you upright was you leaning against the armored truck. Your face was pale, and your eyes were barely focused.

"Cole, I can't." You whimpered out between too shallow of breaths.

He stepped toward you, gently resting his hands on your shoulders. "It ain't much farther now, y/n" he said. His voice was shaking.

You shook your head. Your eyes filled with tears. "I can't." You repeated. "Just go." You said. You weren't thinking clearly. Obviously, you didn't want to be left here, but you also couldn't make yourself go any farther.

Cassidy scoffed slightly. "Y/n, I'm not going back without you. You know that." It was clear he was getting worked up, too. You could have sworn you saw tears in his eyes.

"I can't."

You would say something else but you couldn't find the words. Even if you did, you could hardly breathe enough to say anything. You were so lightheaded, and your vision was slowly getting darker as you struggled to breathe.

The voice of the pilot came through the comms, but you couldn't comprehend the words they said.

"This is gonna hurt like hell, but you'll thank me later." Before you processed the words he said, he maneuvered you into his arms. You let out a yelp as pain radiated through your entire body.

You could feel the air across your face as he carried you. You could see the shape of the dropship, but everything was blurry. You were just so tired; you just wanted to close your eyes.

"Stay awake, we're almost there. You can't d-" His words faded out along with your vision as you lost consciousness.

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Beep.... Beep....

Your eyes fluttered open to be met with the harsh lights of a hospital room.

Your entire body hurt. It was a dull pain, almost like Reinhardt sitting on you or something. The thought made you chuckle softly, which made the pain worse. You felt some sort of compression around your chest. You had quite a nasty headache as well, which was the worst at the back of your head.

You went to look at your surroundings as much as you could without hurting yourself. On the left was normal hospital stuff, but to your right was a sleeping cowboy leaning against the wall.

Your heart kind of melted at the sight. He definitely looked a little rough. He has probably been in your room for a while. You could see the beginnings of a five o'clock shadow on his face, and he looked like this was his first time sleeping in a while.

You contemplated letting him sleep and just waiting to announce you were awake. He looked really tired and probably needed the sleep. But you knew he would kill you if he found out. Plus, you were thirsty, and there was no way you would be able to get up and get something to drink without waking him up.

"Cole?" You called out, hoping you could wake him up just with your voice. You called out a second time, but he was still snoring away.

You took a deep breath before leaning towards him and touching his shoulder. You winced and inhaled sharply, but at least you woke him up.

"What the hell are you doing?" He asked, the genuine concern showing even though he seemed half asleep.

"I was just trying to wake you up."

"You really shouldn't be moving right now!"

"Okay, well, I already tried calling your name, so your other options would have been me screaming or throwing a pillow at you. Which would you prefer me to do next time?"

There was no malice behind your words. It was just your normal banter. The smirk on your face made most of the anxiety he'd been bottling up fade. He chuckled lightly. "How about there won't be next time?"

Your smirk only grew. "I make no promises."

Cole let out a soft sigh, relieved that you were still as endearing annoying as usual. "How are you feeling?"

You grinned. There's that smile he missed so much. "I feel like I was hit with a Reinhardt."

He chuckled. "Yeah, I bet you do. Doc says you have four broken ribs and a nasty concussion. Doomfist really did a number on you."

"Well, I would've done a number on him if he didn't run away like a little bitch."

That really got Cole laughing. Man, he really missed you. He didn't know how dull the days had been without you in them.

He took a deep breath, and you could just tell he was about to say something important.

"Not to interrupt, but before you start, can you get me something to drink."

He smirked slightly. "No."

You narrowed your eyes at him, sending him a slight glare until he conceded.

You wanted to sit up, but that probably wasn't a good idea. He handed you the cup, murmuring a soft thanks as you took it. You take a drink through the straw before handing it to him to put on the bedside table.

He sat back down, letting out a sigh before speaking. "You really scared the shit out of me, y'know that, right?" His voice was soft, much softer than he usually spoke with you.

"I figured you would've been throwing a party since you didn't have to deal with me anymore." You said, only slightly jokingly.

His face somehow became even more serious. "Why do you say that like I hate you?"

"I mean, sometimes it feels like it, I guess."

"Y/N." He interrupted. "I don't hate you." You could see his face beginning to flush. "Almost the opposite actually."

"Oh." You murmured. It took you a second to realize what he said.

"Oh."

He chuckled softly, shifting in his seat a bit. The vibe in the room definitely changed

"If it helps, I also have the opposite of hate for you"

He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. That was a relief. He wanted to get it off his chest after almost losing you. He put his hand on yours. "Good to know."

You opened your mouth to say something but stopped as the door swung open.

"Now that you two are done flirting, can I check your vitals now, y/n." Angela stepped into the room, a slight smirk on her face.

Now your face was heating up, too. You gave Cole an awkward glance before murmuring, "Yeah, of course."

As Mercy pulled a thermometer out of her lab coat, Cole's face changed to his usual smug grin. "If their temp is a little high, you know why, Doc."

You tried to contain your laughter. Ignoring the pain, you reached out and playfully slapped his arm. "Ignore him, Angela." You said, sending him a slight glare.

You knew two things.

1. You love him so much.

2. You were going to kill him.

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kywaslost · 1 year

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Happy holidays!

I saw that your requests were open. I was wondering if you could do comfort with a chubby reader who has frizzy/crazy curls. Reader is insecure about sharing a hotel room with Hawks during a storm. They had a mission together, but as fate has it, they were only able to find one available room. Whether they have a secret crush on each other or just started dating is up to you.

A Stormy Night - Hawks

A/N: Hey, happy holidays!! I hope this turned out ok!

The snow continued to pile up around you, slowly swallowing you whole. You and Hawks were sent out to investigate a potential League of Villains hideout but with your luck, you were sent out when the weather called for 6 inches of snow. The highest temperature was 4 degrees Ferheinheit while the lowest was -6. Needless to say, you were miserable. You and Hawks couldn’t fly home without freezing to death and all other modes of transportation had closed down due to the terrible weather. So your only option was for you and Hawks to stay the night in a hotel.

You would have been ok with staying in a hotel if things hadn’t gone the way they had. First of all, as you and Hawks walked through the nearest small town, searching for a place to stay, you slipped and fell over a patch of ice, falling into Hawks and taking him down with you. He just laughed it off, asking if you were ok and then he helped you back onto your feet. You tried to hide your blushed cheeks as Hawks began to brush the snow off of you, running a quick hand through your frizzy curls to shake out the snow.

“Aw, dove, your hair is going to get even more frizzy now that it’s wet,” Hawks cooed. “We need to get somewhere warm. Your face is getting red.” At least that could be your excuse to cover up your blush.

There was one hotel in the entirety of the small town you were in. You sighed as you stepped through the sliding doors to the building, welcoming the warm air as it fought against your cold skin. You wrapped the jacket to your hero outfit tighter around you. You followed closely behind Hawks as he went to the front desk to ask for a room.

“Can we get two rooms?” he asked the man at the front desk.

Your heart almost stopped beating when you heard the worker say, “Sorry, we only have one room left. Is that alright?” One room? Oh, God, you would have to sleep in the same room as your crush. You were insecure as it was, but now Hawks were going to see you in your sleepwear. You almost felt sick to your stomach.

Hawks turned to look at you, asking with his eyes if that was alright. “Is that ok, Y/N?”

You shrugged, playing off your insecurities. “It’s better than nothing. Anything that keeps us warm is welcome.”

Keigo nodded, turning back to the man at the desk. Pulling out his wallet, Keigo handed the man the card the commission gave him to pay for anything when he was working. “We’ll take it.”

It was just you and Hawks in the elevator on your way up to your floor. Even so, Hawks kept a protective hand on your shoulder. “I know this isn’t perfect, but at least we’ll be together?” He suggested. “You know, in case something happens.” You only nodded, too caught up in your worried thoughts to fully register his words. Then the elevator door dinged.

As if the night couldn’t get any worse, there was only one bed. You internally groaned. Why did this night have to end up like every fanfiction you had ever read. Two people, one hotel room, one bed. Awesome.

“Go take a nice warm shower,” Hawks said, setting the one bag he had with him down on the bed. His golden eyes met your e/c ones. “You look frozen to death. I’ll try and find us something to eat.”

You only nodded, bringing yourself and your small backpack into the bathroom. It was fairly roomy but you couldn’t help but wonder how Hawks was going to take a shower with his wings. There wasn’t enough space in the shower. Shaking the image of Hawks trying to shower from your head, you turned on the shower to warm up as you undressed yourself. You neatly folded up your dirty hero uniform, sat it on the counter next to your backpack, then pulled out your night clothes. You and Hawks always packed a small overnight bag in case of emergencies like this.

Stepping into the shower, you welcomed the warmth of the water. It helped soothe your overworked and worried self. When you felt warm enough, you began your shower routine. When you were finished you turned off the water and changed into your nightclothes, wrapping your hair up in your towel.

You expected to see Keigo when you stepped out of the bathroom, warm air from your shower seeping into the slightly cooler room of the hotel, but he wasn’t there. You looked around, confused, even calling his name a few times but alas, you were met with nothing. You immediately began thinking the worst. Did he leave because he didn’t like you and couldn’t stand the thought of sharing a room with you? Or was he kidnapped and brutally murdered while you were nice and cozy in the shower? The latter seemed much more unlikely so your mind settled on the first thought.

You were saved from your thoughts as the door to your hotel room opened and Hawks walked in with a bag of takeout and to coffee cups in one hand. His eyes met yours as he smiled gently. “There you are. Warmed up, birdie?”

You returned the smile, momentarily forgetting about your anxieties. “Yeah, I am. WHere did you go?”

Kicking the door closed behind him, Hawks walked further into the room and set the cups and bag down on the small desk in the corner of the room. “I found a place not too far away with your favorite food, so I went and got us dinner. Then I stopped and made us some hot tea down in the lobby.” Digging through the bag he pulled out a styrofoam box and handed it to you. “Dinner is served my love.” You giggled at his nickname, praying that you weren’t blushing.

“Thanks, Hawks.” You opened the box and smiled, seeing your favorite food in front of you. “You remembered?”

Keigo smiled even wider, full of pride. “Of course I did. Remember the first mission we ever worked together on? We went to that one really good restaurant not too far from the agency once we got back. You recommended (favorite food) and went on for, like, five minutes about how good it was.”

Your heart swelled at the memory. You’re pretty sure that’s when you first noticed your crush for Hawks. “You should go shower,” you said, changing the subject. “Your face is red from the windchill.”

Once Hawks was out of the shower and you both were done eating, it was time to decide on who sleeps where.

“I can take the floor,” you offered. “I don’t want you damaging your wings.”

“No, no dove,” Hawks immediately rejected. “I’ll take the floor. Wouldn’t want you to wake up all stiff and sore tomorrow.”

The two of you bickered over who got the bed for about five more minutes before Hawks suggested the unthinkable. “Then we’ll both just sleep on the bed!” You got quiet after that. Hawks took your expression as one of concern then quickly added, “It won’t be that bad, I promise. We can lay on one wing, that’ll keep you from falling off the bed, and we can use the other one as an added blanket. Lord knows it’s cold enough as it is.”

You cleared your throat, trying to hide your fear. “I don’t want to hurt your wings.” Your voice was quiet. As you tried to look away from Hawks you couldn’t help but notice how hot he looked in his gray sweatpants and white fitted t-shirt. What you’d give to sleep with him. By the looks of it, you’d get your wish.

“Dove, you aren’t going to hurt me.” Hawks reached out to grab your hand. “I promise.” He gave you a soft smile. In the blank of an eye you were yanked down to the bed, surrounded by red and your face shoved into Hawks’ white shirt. You could hear the man laughing. “See? Snug as a bug in a rug, right?” He lifted the wing on top of you to give you room to readjust yourself. You pushed yourself away slightly, daring to meet Keigo’s golden eyes. They were so warm and gentle. “Where are you going, Y/N? He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you close to him again. You hoped he couldn’t hear how hard your heart was beating against your ribcage.

“Is this ok?” he whispered in your ear. You could only nod in response, burying your face into his chest. Was there a chance he liked you too? You could only hope.

“This is ok.”

You heard Keigo chuckle, then felt his arms move. He slid one under your neck while the other began to gently rub your back. “Good. Get some sleep birdie. We have a long day ahead of us.”

And maybe you dreamt it, because you were already half asleep at this point, but you could have sworn you felt Keigo kiss the top of your head. Maybe there was a chance he liked you too. :)

#comfort #bnha #bnha comfort #x reader #hawks #platonic #keigo takami #bnha fluff #hawks x reader #keigo x reader #bnha keigo #keigo takami x reader #keigo imagine #keigo #hawks bnha #pro hero hawks #boku no hero academia hawks #hawks imagines #hawks x reader comfort

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candycandy00 · 1 year

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Can you do headcanons or maybe short scenarios for Dabi, Shigaraki, Mr. Compress, and I don’t know if you write him but Hawks if you can with a fem reader who has a regeneration quirk so she can heal from any damage and she’s a masochist and wants her lover to just go nuts on her and wreck her so she gets a friend to hit them with some kind of rage quirk and gives them aphrodisiacs so they’ll cut loose and fuck her up. If that’s too dark just ignore this. Thank you.

Anon you sent this when I was at a low point emotionally so I went very dark with it. Very. Dark.

Warning: Disturbing content ahead! Do not read if you are bothered by: torture, blood, extremely rough sex, violence, abuse, etc.

Just keep in mind that Reader is consenting and wanted all of this to happen. Also she can regenerate so she’ll be fine lol.

Now, I’m kinda assuming some things here. I hope I didn’t take things too far away from what you wanted. But 1.) The “rage quirk” doesn’t make them lose their minds completely or anything but it does make them enraged at the first person they see when hit with it (in this case arranged to be you). 2.) Let’s say the aphrodisiacs are actually potent drugs that make them extremely horny and also stay hard for a very long time.

The set up: You’ve always wanted your lover to just lose control and make a mess of you. After all you have a quirk that regenerates any damage you take, within an hour or so. And you’ve got a masochistic streak a mile long. But he seems uneasy about the idea. Finally you convince him to try it with the help of your friend’s rage quirk and some potent drugs to keep him aroused.

Dabi:

Ironically, Dabi is probably the least scary in this scenario. After all, he spends most of his time in rage mode these days, so he’s accustomed to the feeling. But he’s not so accustomed to feeling rage and lust at the same time, for the same person.

He wouldn’t burn you too much, at first. He’d have your clothes ripped off in seconds, and you’d spend the better part of the next few hours bent over the nearest table, Dabi fucking you roughly from behind. He’d fill every hole you have, and then absolutely cover your whole body in his cum. And this cum is scalding. It’d feel like boiling water being splashed on you, and shot inside you.

He’d probably start putting staples and piercings in you. He has plenty of them lying around. He’d heat them with his flames until you could hear your skin sizzling as he jammed the hot metal through all your most sensitive places. Certain parts of you would look like obscene pin cushions.

When he did finally start burning large areas of your skin, he’d do it slowly, and laugh about how you match now. At least until you regenerate.

Shigaraki:

He’d tie you up and leave you in his filthy bed. He’d fuck you wildly, like an animal, while choking you and pulling your hair so hard it rips from the scalp in some places. For Shigaraki, this would be a very primal experience.

You’d be covered in bruises, scratches, and bite marks. All while being completely restrained by whatever rough rope he could find. He’d look at you with murderous red eyes while he fucked you as hard as possible.

Eventually he’d start decaying small parts of you, like fingers or toes or other small bits, then cutting them off before the decay spread too much.

Mr. Compress:

Oohh boy. I think he would be the scariest in this scenario because he always seems so nice, and he’d probably express rage in a cold, quiet way. I think he’d also have a very specific style of torment in mind for you.

He’d probably compress your arms and legs right away, so you’d be completely at his mercy until you regenerated. He’d place you in a soft bed with silk sheets, then use his mouth and fingers to bring you right to the edge…. and then he’d stop. He’d watch you squirm and beg him to make you cum, while you were totally powerless and helpless to even touch yourself.

After watching you cry so pitifully for him long enough to be satisfied, he’d finally pull your armless, legless torso into his lap and then literally use you like a fleshlight. He’d hold you by your waist and move you back and forth roughly, using your whole body to jack himself off. In the end, he’d pull out and cum all over your cute face and eyes, knowing you’d have no way of wiping it off until your arms regenerate.

Hawks:

I think he’d be the opposite of Dabi in that the arousal wouldn’t affect him that much. He’s a young, popular, good-looking hero. He’s probably had way more sex than the other three and so he’s accustomed to feeling lust. Rage, on the other hand, is not something this easy going hero feels too often.

So in the beginning, he’s all violence. A storm of razor sharp feathers would surround you, shredding your clothes immediately and then slicing your flesh. It would be thousands of small cuts, but gradually getting deeper, making your blood coat your body in a thin sheen. But this isn’t what you had in mind. You wanted to get fucked while being tortured! That’s when you remember that Hawks has a weakness for blowjobs.

You crawl over to him and unbutton his pants, then you start giving him the best damn blowjob of his life. Even in his enraged state, he can’t ignore this, not when his cock is so hard he’s about to explode. But as you’re beginning, you feel a feather stab deeply into your arm. “For every ten seconds until you make me cum, another feather is going in you.” Then he starts the countdown.

By the time he cums down your throat, you’re covered in deep wounds. You gasp as you swallow it all, but then you notice that he’s still hard. Another feather lodges into your inner thigh. Hawks starts counting down again as you hastily take his entire length back into your mouth.

#shigaraki x reader #dabi x reader #mr compress x reader #hawks x reader #shigaraki smut #Dabi smut #tw: torture #tw: blood #i hope I didn’t go too far with this

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Of All People || Eddie Munson x Reader (1/2)

cw: female reader, mike and dustin being a bit stalker-ish, swearing, unedited

summary: mike and dustin feel like eddie is up to something again so they try investigate, with no luck though. THIS IS PART 1 OF 2. this is more just build up for the next story.

a/n: this is my first ever stranger things fic and I haven't actually written in a while so I hope it's ok!

Part 2 | MASTERLIST

"Are you sure? I mean, he could just be having a bad week or something..?" Mike was trying to talk some sense into Dustin, who had suggested the idea of practically stalking him to see what was going on. "I just don't think it's necessary."

"Bad week?" Dustin echoed, "this has been going on for nearly a month now!"

The boys had both noticed that the metalhead spaced out a lot more during lunch and was more irritable during their Dungeons & Dragons games. Even people who weren't in the club had noticed it from time to time.

"Still. He's a strong guy. He can get through whatever's happening by himself, can't he?" Mike protested. Dustin didn’t respond verbally, instead, he just gave him an uncertain expression and looked towards the front of the class they were sat in to make it look like he was paying attention. His friend simply scoffed and continued staring out the window.

Mike couldn’t care less. He was just counting down the days he would see Eleven again. He noticed he had changed the same way Eddie had: spacing out and becoming more easily annoyed with each passing day, purely out of impatience. Wait... if Mike is like this because of a girl then what’s the chance of Eddie having the same reason? Surely not, right?

He kept this theory to himself, for now.

Suddenly, the lunch bell rang and the boys darted out of the classroom as soon as possible: they needed to see just what was going on. Well, they didn’t need to but they felt the need to. What if Eddie needed help? What if he was in danger? What if there was an opportunity to help and get closer to the leader of their D&D club?

Meanwhile, Eddie himself was making a bee-line for his van, not to leave, but to quickly retrieve something that was covered just in case of any prying eyes. What could it be? After locking up his run-down van, he quickly made his way towards the school’s theatre. It seemed like he was trying to get there before anyone else, but why? What business could he possibly have in the creative department? Let alone the theatre?

“Does he have band practice?” Mike questioned quietly.

“No, they don’t practice at school in case someone thinks it’s funny to destroy their equipment.” Dustin shook his head, focusing on the door Eddie had disappeared into.

“That sucks... that they have to do that.”

“Yeah, everyone thinks their freaks.”

“If anything they’re the nicest people in this school.”

“Agreed,” Dustin sighed. “But that’s not difficult if you’re comparing them to Jason and his jocks.”

The pair let out a laugh before it dissolved into concentrated silence. Neither of them could imagine what their leader was doing in a place like that, especially at lunch.

“It’s not a drug deal, is it?” Mike piped up after five or so minutes.

“It wouldn’t take that long would it?” Dustin countered.

Neither of them answered either of their questions, just gave each other a knowing look before creeping closer. They were about to peek their heads around the ajar door when it abruptly burst open, only to reveal the very person they were stalking. If they were any closer, it would’ve made a dent in their noses.

“What are you boys doing here?” From behind Eddie, the boys heard a failed attempt at keeping in laughter, but couldn’t recognise the voice based on that alone.

“Who was that?” Dustin suddenly felt brave.

“Why do you wanna know?”

“Why not?”

“Why aren’t you with the others?” Eddie had his eyes trained on the pair, more focused than a hawk circling its prey.

“Uh-” Mike tried to interject before getting interrupted.

“Huh? You spyin’ on me? Do you not trust me?”

“It’s not that, it’s just-”

“Just what?” He knew exactly what he was doing. If they found out what he was really doing then he would never hear the end of it. From anyone.

“Mr. Munson!” The leader of the theatre club’s annoying voice rang out from down the hallway, next to the changing rooms.

“Shit. Run!” Eddie ordered, running already. Dustin and Mike followed as soon as they realised they weren’t supposed to be there. In all honesty, Eddie didn’t care if the fellow senior caught him: he just didn’t want Dustin and Mike to figure out what was going on. He was going to have to up his game.

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Meanwhile, you were getting interrogated for your questionable choice in so-called friends. “I mean, seriously? I still don’t see why you’re friends with him?”

You tried playing dumb. “With who?”

“Eddie, that freak.” Some random popular girl spoke up from her seat on stage.

“He’s not a freak!” You defended him.

“Do you do drugs? Is that why he’s always so close and quiet with you?”

You couldn’t even think of a response to her straight-forward, yet wrong, assumptions.

“C’mon, Y/N, even you can do better than that! Better than that drug dealer!”

“Could you not?” You exclaimed nervously. Perhaps, a little too loudly. Now everyone in the theatre club was suddenly interested in the bickering that wasn’t scripted or performance art for once.

“What?” The girl shrugged, chewing her gum annoyingly loudly.

“He’s not a freak, and he’s certainly not supplying me with-”

“Is he trying to get you to join the dark side? To join their devil-worshipping cult?” Another much more nerdy guy joined in, he wasn’t even friends with this girl.

Now it was your turn to ask, “what!?”

The first girl gasped, as if she had made an enlightening discovery, before her shocked expression turned into one that had nothing but malice behind it. “Is he forcing you to do things that you don’t want to do?” Her tone couldn’t be more condescending. How dare she?

“If that’s what you really think of him, then you are horribly mistaken. In fact, he’s the most selfless and sweetest person I have ever met. Especially compared to some of you.” You couldn’t take it anymore. They were all hating on him, but they have no idea what he’s really like.

A chorus of offended, but amused, teenagers responded in their various, unique ways. You didn’t stick around long enough to listen to their judgment. Over the years you’ve spent at Hawkins High, you’ve had enough of close-minded peers judging without even giving him a chance. It was a good chance that if they weren’t in the Hellfire club, they turned their nose up at him. Without reason.

You looked around in shock, before storming your way through the wings and out of the theatre entirely. On your way, you ran into the teacher that supervised the theatre club every Thursday lunch. “Miss L/N, where are you going?”

“Home.” You were planning on leaving it at that, but thought it was a bit rude. “Maybe you should run a workshop for the others: how to, at least, act a bit nicer.” You commented, exasperation and frustration obvious in your voice. The teacher figured something must have happened for you to just leave like that.

If anything, if you stayed any longer, you most likely would have exposed the fact that you and Eddie were dating and had been since the end of the last academic year. You didn’t exactly want to be a target, nor did you want him to get bullied further.

Little did you know, Gareth was walking by the moment you decided to defend your boyfriend.

#stranger things #stranger things x reader #fluff #eddie munson #eddie x reader #stranger things volume 2 #stranger things season 4 #mike wheeler #dustin henderson

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Suicide Is Painless (And I Can Take or Leave It If I Please): Hawkeye Pierce and Suicidal Ideation

The aim of this post is to analyze a couple of specific episodes where I think Hawkeye Pierce demonstrates suicidal ideation. These examples are situational to the war, and while you can use them as a basis for speculation on Hawkeye's mental health with regards to suicidal ideation before and after, it is not within the scope of this post to do so.

Do you know what I did? How I degraded myself, how I groveled, how I humbled, how I cheapened myself all for a pair of miserable, lousy army boots? I swear to you, as dedicated as I am to the sanctity and preservation of human life, if I had a gun at this moment, I would send my head across the tent!

This is not on the same level as the other examples, but I do not feel I can make this post without mentioning For Want of a Boot. This episode affected me profoundly. In the first place, a hole in a boot seems like a minor discomfort, but can have a serious impact on quality of life. I always think of the other episodes that establish their boots are often caked in blood, and imagine Hawkeye standing in surgery for hours at a time with blood seeping into his sock. And it has been going on for weeks.

This is compounded by Hawkeye's loss of agency. He cannot simply go to the store and buy a new pair of shoes, as he would in civilian life. He has to request a new pair of boots from the Army and wait for them to get around to sending them. When he tries to assert agency by taking matters into his own hands, he performs a series of favors he describes as degrading, and in the end it all falls apart just before he achieves success.

The quoted line is one of the few places in the show where I really notice the laugh track in a negative way. Alan Alda's delivery does not feel like a joke. An exaggeration, yes, because he is not really going to blow his brains out over a pair of boots, but the hyperbole is an expression of his very real feelings of frustration and desperation. By the end of the episode, the problem still is not solved. It ends on a comedy beat, but the joke is that Hawkeye has resorted to using a golf bag in place of a boot, because his boot has still not been replaced. He is still at the mercy of the Army. Just as his attempts to replace his boots and assert agency are futile, so too is any attempt to escape the war.

Probably the most straightforward example of suicidal ideation is The Late Captain Pierce. This is the one case where I am fairly convinced the message was intentional. In The Late Captain Pierce, Hawkeye is stripped of everything: his salary, his contact with the world outside the 4077th, and finally his dignity, culminating in Captain Pratt calling him an unperson. The loss of dignity echoes For Want of a Boot.

The episode ends, textually, with Hawkeye trying to be dead. Death, in the form of Digger, has been waiting for him the entire episode, and he finally gives in to it. His lines on the morgue bus are fairly unambiguous. "I'm not a passenger, I'm cargo" echoes the dehumanization he has just experience at the hands of Captain Pratt, who represents the Army. He says outright that he is tired of fighting death, and states "if you can't lick it, join it." He ends with the chilling "right, boys?" placing himself equal to the dead bodies he is sharing the bus with. Even his posture evokes death. His body language reinforces tired to death.

While he did pack a bag, he does not seem to have a concrete plan for getting from the morgue bus to home. It seems more likely he'd get arrested for being AWOL. This makes more sense, however, if he really is asking to go to the final reward. BJ's line "you're really going home?" can even be read as as asking "are you sure going home is really what you're doing?" "Going home" can also be used as a euphemism for death. Hawkeye could just be acting impulsively and on a textual level that is all it is. But symbolically, Hawkeye boarding that morgue bus is a suicide attempt. After losing everything, being isolated, and enduring over a year of constant war with no end in sight, he has had enough and chooses death over continuing to endure it.

Except, of course, he has a change of heart. He chooses to live after all. It comes from him. He does not get brought back by the MPs when the bus reaches the morgue, nor does BJ succeed in convincing him to get off the bus. Hawkeye chooses for himself to leave death behind and continue fighting. And, crucially, the circumstances that lead to this symbolic suicide attempt do not go away. By the end of the episode, Hawkeye is still dead according to the Army bureaucracy. He is working to fix it, but it is not yet fixed. This, too, echoes For Want of a Boot. Of course the larger circumstance, the war, is still ongoing. There is a glimmer of hope, because Hawkeye does get to talk to his dad, but the episode ends with the call being cut off. This ending suggests, then, that there is still hope, even when things are bad, and living is worth it.

The other episode I want to talk about is Letters. In Letters, it is not a loss of dignity or autonomy that provokes Hawkeye's crisis, but the angry words of a grieving child. This is clearly something Hawkeye has thought about before, or perhaps not allowed himself to think about. The comfort Father Mulcahy offers--you don't take lives, you save them--is the screen Hawkeye and the others always hide behind. But the veil has been lifted, and Hawkeye is confronting the reality of his role in the war. However involuntarily, he is, as he says, a very large cog in the war machine. "I can't deny that, and I can't live with it either." The truth is something he is not certain he can live with. He cannot deny it, so his only options are to live with it or not to live, and he is not sure he can live with it.

Letters is also an episode where Hawkeye behaves a little strangely. After asking BJ what he should say in response to the letter, when BJ does offer to help, Hawkeye refuses. Instead, he goes to Father Mulcahy. Private conversations with Father Mulcahy are generally treated as confidential, even outside the confessional seal. When Hawkeye returns, he immediately tells BJ about his conversation with Mulcahy, including his attempt to violate his own rule by asking Mulcahy to answer the letter for him. The had perviously discussed the shared experience of sending patients back to continue fighting and possibly be killed. The only part of the conversation Hawkeye does not tell BJ about is "I can't live with it either." There are many possible explanations for this behavior and I am not asserting that attempting to conceal suicidal ideation from BJ is the correct one, but it is of interest to me that the one person he chooses to be completely open with is the chaplain.

The part of this episode that feels too significant to be a coincidence comes near the end. As in the previous examples, Hawkeye cannot bring Ronnie's brother back, nor can he resolve the underlying problem, which is the war. He does get to do something good, by saving the life of another child, and he is able to answer Ronnie honestly, though whether that will provide Ronnie any real comfort remains unknown. In The Late Captain Pierce, what gets Hawkeye off the bus is the knowledge that there are lives to save. Here, too, it is saving a life that allows him to continue. And yet once again, his crisis is not entirely resolved. BJ asks how he is doing, and he says "I'm still here." This line carries a double meaning that simply cannot be ignored.

First, there is the positive meaning, which relates directly to the idea that Hawkeye has been undergoing a crisis that includes suicidal ideation. "I'm still here" meaning "I'm still alive." He did not choose death, this time. This scene is also coupled with the sun coming out when the storm that has been continuing throughout the episode finally ends. The episode begins with the storm already ongoing, perhaps suggesting Hawkeye was already struggling with his crisis of conscience before reading Ronnie's letter, and the angry words simply brought it to the surface where he could no longer ignore it.

The second meaning is the negative meaning, even though it is less directly related to suicidal ideation than the first. "I'm still here" meaning "I'm still in this place, I'm still in the war." His answer, then, can be interpreted as "How do you think I'm doing?" Hawkeye is still trapped and at the mercy of the Army. As long as that continues, his underlying conflict will never truly be resolved. It only ends "when this big one ends," to quote Sidney.

Ultimately, though the lyrics were never used for the show, Hawkeye Pierce is best summed up by the chorus to Suicide Is Painless:

Suicide is painless It brings on many changes And I can take or leave it If I please

The specter of suicide is always lurking. It is the emergency exit; one last way out. Home is indefinite, a promise that feels increasingly unattainable. Sometimes the war gets unbearable and the only comfort left is the thought of suicide. It is always on the table and he can take it or leave it. He chooses, each time, to leave it, but he always knows it is there. Suicide would, at least, be a final assertion of agency. So, too, is choosing to live.

#mash #m*a*s*h #hawkeye pierce #I think the content warning goes without saying but #suicide cw #if you do decide to go anywhere else with this/this post inspires anything PLEASE tag me or DM me #mashposting #original mash content

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“You catch Felix’s eyes over Jisung’s shoulder, and you bite back a laugh when you see him teary-eyed too.” That moment was so funny bc we all know even irl Lix is so sensitive and cute

Also.

Omg dad wolf Chan! w Jeonginnie and the other four taking the role as their protective older brother. They’ll to be to him what Chan is to them. But they don’t need to bc if anyone ever tries to hurt any of them all hell will break loose like with poor Jeonghan

"they'll be to him what chan is to them" 😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞 IF U KNEW HOW I FELT WHY WOULD U SAY THATRR

and EXACTLY 00z arent even teens yet when innie is a baby so i cannot imagine the stress chan and y/n go through because not only do they have a little baby to care for but they also have four kids running around protecting the said little baby and by protecting i mean growling at the ground when jeongin trips over nothing.

they're like bodyguards innie's little entourage who follow him everywhereeere. you will almost always find innie in the middle of a clearing surrounded by four wolves and the line of defense when something happens (stranger comes near) is always felix first, because for some reason even though they're all the same age felix's growling is so much Scarier and Deeper; seungmin, who's the fastest runner of them all, ready to bolt and call the grownups in case something does happen; and then the closest to innie would be jisung and hyunjin, chan's star students in defense. four cutely terrifying wolves while little innie just sits in the middle, not a care in the world, drooling on a teether uncle minho made him.

they're never Truly alone though. chan, y/n, minho and changbin are always somewhere near, but never show themselves so the pups can practice independence. but sometimes the pups get sooooo sleepy at their usual nap time, no matter how much they try to argue they don't need it. the older 4 slink out of their hiding places like clockwork. felix falls asleep while sitting and falls backwards, but changbin, in his wolf form, is already behind him to fall back into. seungmin has been made into a pillow by innie, almost looking like a ball with how curled up he is. jisung is still stubbornly fighting sleep, but snuggles into minho when minho picks him and rocks him to sleep. hyunjin is starfished on the ground, mumbling about how he's awake. he's the loudest snorer.

(and although chan has apologised to jeonghan and you've all become friends, innie absolutely does not want to go near jeonghan at all and wails every time jeonghan picks him up. 00z watch him like hawks. chan is hiding a smile behind his hand. )

#ttl #im [head in hands] my silly little wolf family they are so important to me #AND WHEN 00z GROW UP AND BECOME SKILLED FIGHTERS AND ARE THE FIRST LINE OF DEFENSE FOR THE WHOLE PACK.#AND THEN WHATTTTJTJFFK #seablurbs

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What are your favorite BNHA × Naruto fanfic?

I'm going to link the RtN recursive collection just in case you haven't seen it because I adore a lot of the works in there even there's a good chance you've already gone through it, but there's sooo many talented authors who've written some fantastic fics in there that I just have to include it!!

Outside of that collection, here's some of my favorite BNHAxNaruto crossovers listed in order of wordcount! All of them are Kakashi-centric.

When it Rains (it Pours) by SunshineAndRainbows (T / gen / 13k words / wip / no warnings)

There was no right answer. No do-or-die, no victory if only he was fast or clever enough, no solution when he’d already been ordered not to fix this. He’d never, ever, in all his life, even once considered betraying his village. No part of his mind had ever been capable of looking for solutions to his problems away from his home. But in the village, there was no solution, and away from the village–No. He couldn’t. If he tried to take the village jinchuriki and go missing-nin he would be hunted down and killed before the day was out. There was no possible survival with this crazy, foolish idea. … There was no living with any of his other options, either.

sometimes kindness wears a mask by ravenously (G / gen / 14k words / complete / no warnings)

For Hatake Kakashi, the day is somewhat unusual: he falls through a portal into another dimension, finds out things like human cruelty truly are universal, meets a child with hair even more ridiculous than his own, then surprises himself by wanting to meddle before offering some vague life advice and disappearing to tear a hole into reality on his way back home.

'Unusual' is not the first word eleven-year-old Shinsou Hitoshi would use to describe that encounter.

Wonderboy by Tsume_Yuki (T / gen / 19k words / wip / chose not to warn)

Who knew some dimensions had actual child labour laws?

In which Kakashi is reborn, the Hero Commission doesn’t put all their eggs in one Hawks shaped basket and Shouta isn't getting paid enough to deal with this shit.

Otherwise known as Kakashi in 1A.

A Laughing Matter by LaughingWombat (G / gen / 25k words / wip / no warnings)

Kakashi is reborn as the product of a drunken one-night stand between Aizawa and Ms. Joke. Mistakes were made, and Kakashi was definitely one of them. Still, Aizawa has to figure out how to treat him like a son instead of a student.

Kakashi isn't sure about this arrangement either. Sure his new Mom was annoying, but this guy is depressed. Does he really want to deal with a depressed father again? Not really. It would probably be better for both of them if Kakashi ended this facade of bonding and head back to his Mom's house.

A Shift in Time and Space by littlesparrowkeet (T / gen / 27k words / wip / no warnings)

He wasn't sure what happened.

One moment, Hatake Kakashi was relishing his retirement period. The next thing he knew, he was standing in the middle of a pentagon drawn in blood, next to a corpse, in an unknown setting, with extinguished candles around him.

What, he thought. He didn't even know he was summonable.

OR: Kakashi crashes into the bnha world and tries to make the best out of it.

Edo Tensei by Asteroid_Duck (T / gen / 33k words / wip / chose not to warn)

“The HPSC is doing what?” Present Mic asked Nedzu incredulously. Nedzu’s smile was tense. “The HPSC is concerned about the recent attack at the USJ and are choosing to intervene. A student of theirs will be transferring into Class 1-A in order to watch for a potential traitor in the school.” . Or, Hatake Kakashi is reincarnated into bnha with a quirk that makes even All for One look like child’s play. And in his eyes, anyone in UA could be the traitor he’s looking for.

Victory Series by ewfte (T / gen / 96k words / wip / violence)

A fact about Todoroki Shouto: that is not his name.

#fic rec list #fic recs #bnha x naruto #crossover #hatake kakashi #kakashi in bnha fics my beloved #asks

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