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haitaniapologist · 1 year

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THE BEST BIRTHDAY GIFT ( haitani rindou x reader )

╰┈➤ he's insufferable, but he's yours.

pairings — haitani rindou x fem!reader.

warnings — fluff fluff fluff. no other warnings. no proofread lmao

word count — 1.3k

notes — this is for @softbajis (bc it's her birthday!!!) so it's very self indulgent but for her. anyways i hope everyone will enjoy nonetheless. also hal knows how much i love her, but let me say this here again: i wouldn't mind being killed in the 13th century if that meant i'd be able to call you my best friend for all of our lives, haleema. happy birthday!

sometimes he couldn’t understand how he was so lucky.

haitani rindou has helped his brother kill a guy when he was in the tender age of thirteen, helped him raise an empire while being a teenager, saw and even helped with the planning of disgraceful acts while being in tenjiku. he was sure no god would ever look at him with good eyes, never expecting good things to happen in his life — he didn’t deserve them. rindou was a monster in disguise, using a beautiful face to lure both men and women alike to their downfall.

but when he met you, he wished he had been a little more good so he would be able to call you his.

you used to be under shuji’s wing and that used to make his blood burn with nothing but pure and raw hatred, a feeling that rindou wasn’t supposed to feel as one of bonten’s executives. he was supposed to be calm, collected and to think before doing anything else — but he couldn’t help but to feel those irrational feelings whenever he saw you laughing too excitedly to any of hanma’s poor excuse of jokes.

and the worst part was that he thought you weren’t interested in him, that hanma occupied your whole world and blinded you to any other person trying to reach you. but nobody was there to tell him otherwise, and it seemed as if his fellow executive didn’t want to share you with anyone else, so he swallowed his pride and accepted defeat in a battle he didn’t even enter.

but despite his acceptance of defeat, he still had one soldier fighting: haitani ran would never accept seeing his little brother looking so crestfallen, as if he was a puppy and you had kicked him when he tried to approach. rindou never tried, actually, and that was the truth — he didn’t even try to do something, the voices in his head too loud and blinded him to see how your face would lighten up whenever his purple mullet appeared in the room, or how your eyes would always find his figure even thought you were laughing at one of shuji’s jokes.

ran didn’t raise rindou to be a coward.

sharing his first conversation with you, ran discovered the depth of your feelings towards his younger brother and how you and shuji were only best friends. you both had gone through things nobody could think of, staying at each other’s side through thick and thin, and ran could now understand why you always felt so comfortable around hanma’s company and why you worked for him in such a dangerous organization.

but the story of how you became rindou’s woman was embarrassing, at least to him, but endearing at the same time — he would never forget how you patched him up after a failed mission, or the glint of worry in your eyes when he winced and gasped when you put pressure on his gun’s injuries. he was supposed to be protecting you, being appointed by mikey as your “bodyguard” due to the death threats you were receiving from bonten’s enemies, and not making you worry. he felt like a little kid watching as how your eyes teared up, hands aching to hold your face and whisper how much it pained him to see the woman he loved crying for him.

but he couldn’t. you had become his best friend in the weeks he spent protecting you, and he couldn’t ruin the purest thing he had in his life. every relationship he had was tainted with guns, drugs or meaningless accords, but not you — you and rindou had grown closer without any second intentions, just the raw need of having someone to make you laugh and forget about the world’s problems for a little while. and he couldn’t ruin that with useless feelings, feelings that would make him weak and prone to do reckless things just to see a smile on your face.

“i love you.” you whispered when you were finished, body between his legs and hands resting on his shoulders. “stop hurting yourself, rin. if not for your well-being, then for mine.”

too stunned to speak, he watched as you continued. “it doesn’t matter if you don’t feel the same, i doubt you ever will. but stop this ache on my chest whenever you are away, and promise me you’ll stay out of harm’s way.” you poured such vulnerable words as if they were nothing, and rindou felt drawn to them — he wasn’t used to being vulnerable, his own vulnerability repulsing him to the point of throwing up, but yours was beautiful. the way your eyes shone with tears glossing them, the way your words pierced his heart but at the same time healed the wounds.

the words failed him but, before you could get away from his presence and probably ask mikey to change your bodyguard, he brought your body closer to his, lips ghosting your own — he was afraid to kiss you, afraid that the feeling of his lips on yours would make you wake up and noticed that, somehow, your feelings weren’t true and you were truly in love with hanma. but you only pressed them hard against his, and he could feel the taste of your strawberry chapstick and tears on your lips.

from now on, you two became inseparable. and he couldn’t believe how lucky he was, how good life was being to him. whenever you smiled at him, or kissed him goodbye before he left for a mission, or said how handsome and how much you loved him during random times of the times, he was afraid it would be the last time and lady destiny was going to notice how good he was being to such a scarred man.

however, you proved him wrong, staying at his side through everything, even though he was being stubborn and said hurtful things for you. but he tried to be better for you every day, tried to control his tongue and be a better human being — and he noticed how his influence changed you, too, making you more relaxed and ready to experience new things without the fear of being judged. you were already perfect without him, an angel in disguise, but he loved to see how bolder you became after dating him.

there was nothing more arousing than to see you bite back whenever one of the guys tried to tease you.

“what are you thinking, rin-rin?” you asked, head resting on his bare shoulder and fingers tracing with the most delicacy his bonten tattoo. you noticed how quiet he became while listening to the things you did with your friends for your birthday. you giggled when he playfully rolled his eyes at the silly nickname you gave him before you two were dating, nuzzling your face on his skin.

“just how lucky i am.” he decided not to lie, as he wanted you to be sure how much he loved you. he wasn’t the best with words and actions, like ran was, and sometimes he was afraid that you didn’t know how important you were to him. “how lucky i am to have you in life.”

you giggled once more, and rindou knew your cheeks were red because of his words. “you’re the best birthday gift i ever had, you know it, right?” ran had joked that rindou should’ve put a ribbon on his hair and give himself as your birthday gift, instead of the brazilian amethyst nickname he gave you — something you were eyeing for some time now, and he bought it before you could say how beautiful he was before the second time.

“i thought it was the necklace i gave you.” he joked and snorted when you playfully hit his chest and pouted. “you said it this morning!”

“you’re insufferable.” you tried to turn around on his hold, but rindou held you even tighter, arms around your waist to keep exactly where you were.

“but you love me for it.”

“.... yes.”

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #haitani rindou #haitani rindou x reader

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sl33pyperson · 1 year

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threats on the table: solas (ofc, hes the name of the game), venatori (gotten stronger in power after inquisition apparently? ive frantically been reading wiki pages), red lyrium templars (meredith wants to Wipe Out tevinter.)

this rant got kinda long and im just spitballing so

super scared we’re gonna get the venatori/tevinter vs templars plot treated really similar to the general mage n templar war, “wow inquisitor you chose One Option and now its over congrats! dont think about the consequences or ripple effect of any of these actions it doesnt matter! you just have a different skin on your soldiers!“

solas taking the red templars and using them to cause general chaos? yeah? hes used the venatori for his own means before?? i might just be misremembering what solas actually wants, but tldr its tearing down the veil to bring back old days where spirits n magic was everywhere? red templars seem P Bad for that plan then

WAIT THE BOOKS ARE ACTUALLY IMPORTANT IM JUST. GONNA COPY PASTE ALOT OF THINGS FROM THE WIKI

“The Carta assassin says that Solas wants the lyrium idol, retrieved from Meredith's statue thanks to a potion” “The Orlesian bard claims that he saw Solas retrieve the idol from an auction house“ “Their stories indicate that Solas has already started the ritual he intends to use to restore the elven empire, that it involves and has already started to affect the Fade, and that it requires the lyrium idol.“ theres another book where a venatori danarius has stolen the idol from something but the wiki says thats probably Before The Dread Wolf Take You

solas is literally using red lyrium to break down the veil!!!!! having meredith and her soliders everywhere would be so useful as conductors for whatever the fuck he wants to do???

screaming crying but its also the taint!!!! if theres another fucking archdemon im going to die!!!! but the wardens literally wanted to prematurely bring along the rest of the “blights“ by killing the sleeping archdemons so aoudhssdafiuhdf

bring along the world you destroyed previously by destroying the current world!!! fucking THANKS solas!!!!!

i got so fucking. distracted by solas i forgot the main bit of why i started this.

Who You Choose As Divine Is Really Important For How Many Templars There Are

also considering that REALLY good post going around about “why tf did divine justinia even make the inquistion in the first place“ “so she could destroy the mages and have the seekers as better templars but everywhere“

LELIANA: destroys circles as a whole, templars would still be around as a form of “security“ and shitty cop sbc i really doubt the chantries everywhere would give them up. theres still demons and possessions and ppl dont let go of the old ways. CONSIDER!!!! you can literally kill leliana in dao. she could be a spirit. shes also in the absolution mission scenes (still think she would do that even as divine but whatever) i really fucking doubt they would choose leliana as biowares canon, bc they hate mages, u can kill her, circles in nevarra are still mentioned in absolution.

CASS: reinvents a new form of circle and templar order. templars still around. she is STILL working for the inquisition tho, so like, i really doubt shes the canon one purely bc of absolution. if they didnt show cass giving those orders i would be less hard about this.

VIVIENNE: hardens up both circles and templars in the old way. oh my god. so many templars everywhere i bet, i forgot specifics its been a really long time but like. it seems like most likely at this point. vivienne is around no matter what, she doesnt care for the inquisition, shes the most “Eh, doesnt matter that much to other character choices“ one around

tldr oh my god if the red templars are actually able to go and infect other templars, and if vivienne is divine, they’re gonna have a huge fucking army and that makes them scary!!! i also hope who is divine changes the number or the tactics of the red templar army in game. but its bioware so prob not alas

#speaking time #absolution spoilers #kinda maybe whenever i mention the templars i feel i have to tag it

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wlwregina · 6 years

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the ozdust ballroom scene where glinda moves to dance with elphaba is the single most beautiful, pure and romantic moment ever in any musical and u can fight me over that.

#the ' pure ' has to be there bc ....... for good is TAINTED BY MY TEARS #wicked #gelphie #elphaba thropp #glinda upland

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uwuwriting · 3 years

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Incompatible ships w/ Todoroki, Kirishima, Bakugou and Midoiya

Request: hii! i love ur posts so i thought why not request ajbakaha,, can i ask for todoroki, kirishima, bakugou, izuku getting jealous bc their s/o is getting shipped with another student :D (it can be their relationship is still a secret or smth) btw i love your posts!! it's free serotonin!! 😽😽- anonymous

Secret relationships are my favorite trope. This and friends to lovers. I live for these types of fics. Random fact, my allergies are acting up bc I helped take down the Christmas decorations and now my hands are on fire. Love ya. 💖💖💖

masterlist II rules

warnings: fluff, minor suggestive themes not something major though

Todoroki Shouto

-Things like jealousy are a rare occurrence in your relationship.

-Todoroki is the type of boyfriend who trusts you blindly and would put his own life in your hands without a single hesitation.

-Sometimes it bothers him how other people effortlessly flirt with you but he knows that nothing will come out of it no matter how much they chat you up.

-He knows you can handle yourself and get out of a situation if things start getting out of hand.

-And if you can’t, he will butt in glaring down at the person who wouldn’t take no for an answer.

-Everyone around you seem to believe that the two of you are really close friends; none of them have caught a whiff of your relationship and you are proud of yourselves.

-I mean it is pretty hard keeping so many romantic milestones hidden from your friends.

-But alas you both knew that keeping all of this to yourselves would be for the best.

-Now, we all know that the girls of your class drool over any remotely romantic interaction you have.

-Same goes for everyone actually.

-Oh Kirishima held the door open for you the other day?? I can see a new ship sailing.

-Sero helped you pick up your stuff when you bumped into a wall? Your knight in shining armor.

-Really any sort of kind gesture was interpreted as romantic interest at this point.

-The worst part of it all was the ship they had created and have been simping over for the past three months.

-You had managed to create an unexpected friendship with Monoma from class 3-B.

-The agency he interns in is right next to yours so you take the same train and then walk to almost the same building every single day.

-You see him during patrol, the pro heroes you work under have paired up once or twice so a friendship was inevitable.

-So imagine the surprise on your classmate’s faces when Monoma began waiting for you outside the 3-A dorm building.

-Mina wouldn’t shut up about how cute you two were together and what a perfect match you made.

-Soon enough the other idiots joined the party and you were drowned in ‘awwww’s and ‘love story in the making’s.

-You got tired of explaining that he was just a friend, that you weren’t interested in him.

-The fact that you could feel Todoroki’s gaze burn through your back didn’t help at all.

-Your boyfriend had asked you about Monoma because he too found it weird how he waited for you everyday.

-The boy’s presence didn’t bother him at first.

-He was lowkey grateful that you finally had company on your way to the agency considering he couldn’t walk with you since his building was in the opposite direction.

-It started becoming a problem when all he could hear during the breaks was the stupid ship name the girls had created.

-He could see how visibly uncomfortable it made you and how you would seek for his gaze during those moments.

-Then they started talking about how cute your kids would be and that’s when Shoto had enough.

-It’s one thing hearing about how cute your girlfriend would be with someone else and it’s completely different when you hear about their potential offspring.

-Grabbing your wrist he basically dragged you out the classroom and into an empty hallway, pinning you to the nearest wall before connecting his lips with yours.

-You let a surprised gasp which gave him the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth and deepen the kiss, making you grasp onto his shirt as your knees gave out.

-After what felt like an eternity he let you go for air before attacking your jaw, neck and collarbones.

-Soon those soft kisses turned into little love bites.

- “Sho you’re gonna leave a mark.”

-Releasing your skin from between his teeth, he admired the reddish hickey he had left at the base of your neck.

-He was sure your shirt’s collar could cover it up just barely.

- “That’s the point, love.”

-Intertwining your fingers, he led you back to class, going to his seat with a proud smirk on his lips leaving a very flustered puffy-lips-messy-haired you in his wake.

Kirishima Eijiro

-Kiribaby is not the jealous type.

-Like only if you give your undivided attention to a puppy and you smother it with all your love and affection then maybe, just maybe, he will pout a bit and ask for his own fair share of love.

-He trusts you just like Todoroki does.

-Nothing has ever happened to suggest that he should worry about others stealing you from him so he doesn’t worry.

-Plus you are always together no matter what.

-Almost everyone from your class knows that you are together so the shipping doesn’t start from them.

-Oh no.

-It starts from class 3-B who has seen you talk to Tetsutetsu quite a bit this past few weeks.

-You might wait for him outside their classroom during lunch breaks.

-They have caught you hanging out outside of the school grounds.

-So the only logical explanation they can come up with is that you two are either A) dating or B) have a thing for each other and are getting there.

-Soon enough rumors start circulating.

- “Did you know that someone from the hero course is dating that metal guy from class 3-B?”

- “Yeah yeah I heard it’s that girl Y/N. They do look really cute together, not gonna lie.”

-Eventually these rumors reach Kiri’s ears and they kinda get to him.

-He knows that you haven’t been hanging out extra with Tetsutetsu since every time you guys go out he is always with you.

-You are the type of couple who does everything together, literally.

-Apart from being in different agencies ya’ll are holding hands almost 24/7.

-So he really doesn’t get what everyone is talking about.

-Mineta doesn’t help.

-He really doesn’t.

-He starts making scenarios about what you do while Kirishima is out of the dorms; how you have wrapped both homies around your finger and toying with them.

-Oh the very vivid scenes he creates with all three of you in a…. compromising position.

-Kirishima hates that most of all.

-The words coming out of Mineta’s mouth disgust him to no end and soon enough he is walking to your dorm ready to talk this through.

-Opening the door you greet your boyfriend with a smile and a quick peck but you immediately know what is on his mind.

- “Baby what are we gonna do?”

-You basically whine at the question.

-He spends the whole night at your dorm brainstorming ideas until you both pass out on your floor.

-And your solution to the problem?

-Ignore the whole thing and continue on with your lives.

-He suggested maybe leaving a mark somewhere *like our boy Sho* but you shot him down saying that they would just think Tetsutetsu did it.

-After Monoma catches you in your classroom making out on your desk though the rumors soon die out.

Bakugou Katsuki

-Crazy boom boom boy.

-Your relationship is a secret because he doesn’t want to deal with all the other idiots gushing over your relationship and getting all up in your business.

-Your relationship is a sacred thing he has sworn to protect and he won’t let Mineta’s ugly ass hands get anywhere near it.

-Gonna taint it even with his thoughts.

-Guard dog Bakugou bark bark.

-It’s fairly easy to maintain a secret relationship with him.

-Sure he might be a tiny bit calmer with you and maybe just maybe his eyes linger on you during training but yeah he treats you just like he treats all the other extras he is surrounded by.

-Now, Bakugou is kinda *read a lot* jealous in general.

-He doesn’t like when people he doesn’t fully trust or like, talk to you or are close to you.

-He has butted in on your conversations with Todoroki one too many times and the poor crispy baby is so confused like why are you like this?

-I just want the chemistry notes please let me get them in peace for once.

-You have chastised him about that manier times but your resolve melts when he pouts *YES HE POUTS AT YOU RWIHPWIE* before wrapping his strong arms around you.

- “I just don’t wanna lose you, dumbass.”

-You can barely make out his words as his face is buried in your stomach but you heard him and now you are tearing up at the pure emotion he is showing at these moments.

-At the end of the day though, he trusts you.

-He may not trust the other horny extras around you but he fully trusts you.

-There’s no doubt about that.

-You can imagine ,though, the instant rage he felt when he heard the girls talking about you and Deku.

- “They do make a great couple.”

- “Have you seen how they look at each other?”

- “Good for her, Deku is perfect boyfriend material.”

-First of all, how dare you, second hold the fuck up…..when did this become a WhoRe hOuSe?!?!?!?!

-Legit someone has to shake him out of his stupor after that one.

-You look at Deku in a certain way?

-Fucking DEKU?!?!?!

-THoughts are swirling in his mind almost pouring out of his ears when he hears the voice.

-That annoying ass voice that he has engraved in his brain since childhood.

-And the moment his eyes land upon Deku and you speaking, he sees red.

-He is pouncing on Deku in -5 seconds, the poor green haired boy completely unaware of what hit him, literally.

-They are on the floor wrestling on another, you screaming at Katsuki to stop and get his shit together while your boyfriend is spewing curse after curse at the OFA user simultaneously asking what the hell he was doing with HIS girlfriend.

-Aizawa had to break them up.

-They both got detention even though Deku did literally nothing.

-Katsuki was denied cuddles for a whole week and he was set on explaining duty now that the cat was out of the bag.

Midoriya Izuku

-Izuku is the best boyfriend anyone could ask for.

-He is loyal, shows emotions, is good at communicating with you, has incredible date ideas although he is kinda forgetful at times and his packed schedule doesn’t leave enough time to spend with you, at least not as much as he wants, but he always tries to make up for it in other ways.

-You love how much trust he puts in you.

-You couldn’t be more grateful.

-But Izuku has his insecurities.

-At times it becomes hard for him to understand why exactly you’ve chosen him to love when you could have anyone you wanted in this school.

-He can’t wrap his pretty little head around the reason why you stay with him when the only thing you get out of all this is others saying you deserve better than some crybaby.

-It has become his mission to prove to you that he isn’t what others say he is; he isn’t some crybaby, he is a hero in training who won’t hesitate to risk his life for you.

-You have reassured him multiple times that you don’t care what others say.

-You fell in love with him, him and all of his flaws.

-No one told you that you should fall for him and no you didn’t agree to date him out of pity.

-Most of the time you manage to erase those thoughts from his mind replacing them with the warm feeling of your love.

-But there comes a time when no matter what you say, the words of other people will get the best of him and it will be a struggle to build himself back up.

-He is thankful to have you by his side during those moments because then he truly feels weak, he feels helpless, he knows these things shouldn’t bother him.

-He loves you and you love him end of story, but they do get to him.

-One of the worst times he questioned if he was good enough was during your third year.

-Being in the support department you couldn’t be by his side 24/7 but you did always manage to see him during breaks to the point the whole class knew you and slowly became your friends.

-The thing is they thought you two were also friends; neither had ever mentioned your relationship and things felt so comfortable between you that they assumed that you were really close friends.

-Izuku had suggested keeping your relationship on the down low; him being in the hero course and having created rather the reputation, he was afraid that you would be dragged into something dangerous.

-Plus All Might advised you two to keep it a secret and All Might’s words are law.

-Izuku loved how well you got along with his friends, it meant that when he revealed your relationship they would all welcome you with open arms.

-What he didn’t expect though was for them to start shipping you with someone else.

-For some weird reason the girls of his class started obsessing over your interactions with Bakugou and soon after that they started trying to get you two alone in the same room, much to your dismay.

-In reality, Bakugou was the only person who knew about your relationship.

-He had ran into you as you were leaving Izuku’s dorm room, catching you two kiss goodnight.

-Bakugou, as much as he disliked Izuku, would never get in the way of your relationship and he hated this ship shit as much maybe even more than you did.

-Izuku was ready to crawl into a whole and die.

-You had to stay in his room for almost a whole month to calm him down completely, him flying you to your own building in the morning so you don’t get in trouble.

-It was a difficult time aand his classmate’s comments didn’t help one bit.

-The tipping point was when he overheard Mina devising a plan of setting you guys up.

-He walked down to the common room the next day with you next to him, hands intertwined, a hickey barely visible under the hem of HIS shirt, shocking everyone in the vicinity.

-A new ship was created *after they harassed you for answers*

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noritoshiikamo · 3 years

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game over

pairing: noritoshi kamo + fem!oc genre: angst tags//warning: established relationship, wild gojo appeared // blood, character death, emotion distress, mention of shibuya note: the obligatory trio of mine: not well edited, lowercase intended, english isnt my first language im sorry if i murder it. note that i put descriptions of the characters i write so it would be easier for me, you’re free to imagine the character the way you seem fits! okay listen imma be honest i dont like this part that much dhhdbdjksncjddiem and im sorry if it sucks bcs istg i cant compete to part 1 and 2 of it so IM SORRY tagging @unabashednightmarepizza @sassyeahhhh @dok-ja @sukirichi [bold means i cant tag u idky :( lemme know if wanna be tagged in the next part] read the first part | second part | third part | bonus

few years ago;

“you’re fucking ridiculous!”

“you’re injured, how the fuck is it me that’s being unreasonable?”

she contemplated stabbing him straight to his chest. “i’m fine, leave me alone,” she hissed, holding on to her arm as she tried to limp away. second year jujutsu student noritoshi kamo wondered how the hell one could be this stubborn. with blood caked up on the side of her face, lips busted and bruising in the corner, not to mention the broken arm and probably twisted ankle, he could not understand how one could be this reckless and stupid, it’s almost ridiculous.

but here she is standing in front of him.

“you could’ve let me handle it,” he said, coldly.

she never turned that fast in her life; her limping leg suddenly worked fine as she hauled her ass, throwing both fists to his chest. the force put was enough to threw him back a few steps, he caught her wrists holding her from falling down. “stop acting like i’m so fragile. i can exorcist the curse just fine. you make me hate you so much,” she spitted, pure rage etched on her face, “just because i’m a girl, because i’m your girl, i’m weak. please, i am as good as you are, kamo.”

their faces were so close, he could count the freckles spread on her nose and cheeks. he loves her eyes the very first time he caught glimpse of it; one is a dull brown while the other looks like it carries the secret of the bright blue sea. this time, the eyes he loves looked hopeless, lack of the burning spirit she carried with tears threatening to spill. letting go of a wrist, his trembling hand brushed the hair coated with the blood back, carefully not to hurt her. “i never said you are bad,” he clarified, fingers busy brushing the hair back. his sudden reaction surprised her, and her body betrayed her thoughts as she eased in his arms.

he tilted her chin, his head was panicking as he realised that his brain was no longer controlling his movement as he leaned down and kissed her.

she tasted like blood.

she winced, pain aching on the swollen part and he apologized so quietly as he deepened the kiss. “nori-” her voice croaked as she swallowed his moans. he hummed, satisfied by the kiss. their foreheads rest against each other, the tip of their noses touched as they struggled to catch breath.

“stop being stupid. let me help you okay?”

“okay.”

slipping his arm under hers, he helped her walk, leading them out of the abandoned building they managed to exorcist. nothing major, a couple of pestering level three and four curses that them both handled well but their supervisor missed to tell them about the hiding level two curse that took them by surprise. she had become the curse’s main target.

if she would’ve just listened to him and stay close. he sighed.

“ouch, ouch,” she cried, clutching on her left leg, forcing him to stop. impatient, he slipped his hand under her knees, lifting her up in his arms. she apologized profusely, embarrassed to be such a burden to him. he brushed it off immediately.

“did you call them? told them that we are done?”

she gasped, “wait, i thought they’ll wait for us.”

he huffed, “you’re not that important, y/n. give them a call, please. i want to go home.”

kicking the door open, the moonlight shone on them as he carried her down to the bottom stairs. settling her down on the steps, he sat beside her, letting a long sigh. he watched as she took the call, letting them know that she was slightly injured, and they need to go back asap. she was visibly tired, and he was the same too.

he couldn’t help but to sigh at the way the moonlight enveloped her. he had loved her from the very first moment he caught his eyes on her; she caught him staring, called him out publicly and ignored all his advances. it took him a lot to court her. she’s a gojo, she can have anything and everything with the sky is the limit.

but one thing money could never buy is affection.

it started with little stuffs; noritoshi waiting for her with her lunch readied every day. it annoyed her but momo (who was secretly rooting for him) forced her to just do it. “it’s just a lunch,” momo said sheepishly. noritoshi would have them paired all the time for the missions. she’d accepted it with open heart. noritoshi would also teach her how to weld a bow and shoot arrows. she promised that she would go out on date with him if he taught her.

by the end of their first year, they became inseparable.

the idea of being apart from her hurts him physically and mentally. she took a sharp breath when he laced his fingers between her own, quickly telling the other person on the phone that she was okay. “it was just noritoshi,” she replied with a small laugh. their hands fit each other; his skin contrasted her slightly tanned skin. while his hands were rough from welding the bow and he kept his nail short and clean, hers were slightly softer with her nails painted prettily. this month she had her nails painted in pastel. all the girls’ day out with momo and mai had proven its importance. he was happy to provide her with his black card despite her discontent.

“analysing my hands now?”

he smiled slightly, “it looks very pretty. i guess i got my money worth. are they coming?”

she leaned on his shoulder, his own wrapped around her as she closed her eyes, “they are around the corner. i would definitely need another round this week,” she teased. kissing her forehead gently, he didn’t mind that his uniform was stained with her blood; he was glad that she’s safe.

“i’ll happily take you there.”

few years later;

noritoshi kamo almost lost his mind. the stadium was half destroyed, huge craters on the pitch with the sight of his wife nowhere to be found. he looked up to the black pitch curtain encasing the stadium area from the sky, a curse escaped his lips.

“where the fuck are you?” he grunted, scanning the area.

she is gone, his stubborn little wife. she could’ve just wait but annoyed that their dinner date was interrupted and eager because this was their first mission together as a married couple; she escaped his supervision. as they were dealing with minor curses outside, she decided to head on forward, leaving him to deal with whatever is left. he beat himself inside for letting her come, he could easily do this himself and send her home safely, but she blinked her eyes and he was weak. she always has her way with him.

his step stopped when he realised there was a shadow ahead.

“she’s pretty,” the thing said.

his blood ran cold, “what did you do to my wife?”

the curse let out a laugh. it was sinister enough to send chills down his spine. especially when he realised the head it was stepping on was his wife. her eyes were fluttering back and forth, struggling to stay awake. a howl shocked him, shivers down his spine at the painful whimpers her shikigami making. cursed spirits were devouring it alive, overwhelming it and chewing every part of its body. his wife was too weak to dispel the shikigami; it’s dangerous as the devoured wolf shikigami will drain her cursed energy by a second.

all shikigami linked directly to the owner; everything inflected to the wolf, she could feel it too.

he needed a plan.

hidden in his wedding ring was a retractable knife. he rarely carries blood bags anymore as his power solidified itself. the older he got, the better he was at using and controlling a small steady flow of his own blood straight from the tap. with a clap of his hands, the knife cut his hand enough to send blood shooting like bullets. the blood hit the curses straight to its cores, died out instantly on impact, but the shikigami was beyond salvageable. it let out one last howl, one last goodbye before dropping to the ground, half of his snout gone. she will be devastated, it’s her only shikigami she managed to tame at such a young age, but at least it has stopped the shikigami from stripping his wife’s cursed energy to its core.

the fire burning in his eyes only made the curse laughed. he kicked her body away, spurting blood out of her mouth. she was halfway close to death’s doorstep.

“i will fucking murder you,” he hissed.

“my blood is my power. it’s supposed to rot human, stripping its meat from the bone like acid. however,” the curse nudged her body, “your wife didn’t. humour me, did your blood tainted hers? tell me, i’m curious how.”

“are you going to chit chat because i don’t have whole day.” his blood dripped on the pitch.

the curse grinned, shrugging his shoulder. he kneeled, running his bloody fingers on her cheeks leaving trails of flowers pattern that dissipated immediately, “i’m not here to fight. i’m here to serve a warning,” he looked up to the tensed sorcerer, “for gojo satoru. tell him, we’ll be waiting for him in shibuya.” noritoshi’s face scrunched in confusion.

“we have no business with the gojos.”

“but she is. she could change her name, married you, but it doesn’t erase the fact that she carried gojo’s blood in her vein. she’s the bridge to your two clans. i’m just killing two birds with one stone. ruin the kamo clan’s relationship with gojos and hurt gojo satoru. all thanks to her,” the curse turned his back on him, his laugh echoed as he walked away. the dark curtain disappeared slowly as the ground rumbled. a perfect chance for noritoshi to strike if it wasn’t because of the cursed spirit’s words gluing him to his spot, “oh, kamo, i believe a congratulation is overdue. let me know when’s the baby is due, i would love to drop by personally.”

the pillar holding on to the roof collapsed sending wave of dust all over the place. noritoshi covered his face, coughing as he sucked some in, removing his coat as a shield. the cursed spirit was no where to be found.

“the place is going to collapse! i’ll get the curse, you go get her!”

a voice echoed and he caught a glimpse of blond hair running past him and noritoshi didn’t think twice as he sprinted around the cracks and holes. who was that voice or who was the curse, he couldn’t give a single fuck, he just wants his wife back. he was shaking when he got to her, arms immediately scooped her up in his arms. her chest was raising slowly, blood dripping on the side of her lips as she struggled to exhale.

“you’re going to be okay,”

he told her, but he wasn’t sure if he will ever be.

“can you turn down the stupid light, it’s hurting my eyes.”

the voice laughed melodiously, the light moved to the other eye repeating the same thing.

“as you can see, she’s awake, slightly weak, but she should be okay.”

another voice interrupted, “are you sure?” she gasped, excited to hear a familiar voice. “nori?” she called out, unable to open her eyes, relying strictly to her hearing as she reached her shaky hands out for him. “her senses might be slightly off, just let her do it herself,” the woman’s voice noted, and she felt annoyed. how dare you underestimate me, her mind scoffed.

“my senses are fine. see?” she claimed as she held noritoshi’s hand up. he smiled, gently rubbing her hand with encouragement. “thanks, shoko, we are fine.”

“i’ll leave you be then. call me if you need anything.”

she listened to the clacking of shoko’s heels, followed by the door opening and slamming shut. she jumped, but he held her hand tighter, reassuring her that it’s alright. “so why can’t i see?” she asked, confident that they are alone now. she felt the bed sunk a little on the left side, “you were high on anesthesia, i’m surprise you could even move your jaw to speak.” she felt a finger brushed her hair aside, breath loomed on her face and she could feel her own face reddening up.

“are you going to kiss me or are you just going to tease me?” his heart swell up, despite her shaky voice almost made him laugh.

“do you trust me?” his hand cupped her cheek gently.

she nodded eagerly, “always.”

“good.”

his kiss hit her like a waft of fresh air. every kiss felt like a first kiss to her that she couldn’t help to react so eagerly to it. his tongue slipped through her defense, overwhelming her taste buds with such strong taste of iron. it didn’t stop her. she knew what he was doing from start. he peeked a little, didn’t stop a second from kissing her as he watched his blood marking appeared on her face. her hands went up around her neck pulling him closer and he obeyed, deepening the kiss.

heal; his mind commanded.

after a while, she pulled back, being the one to break apart from the kiss first, her chest raising up and down as she struggled to catch her breath. her eyes were wide open now, fluttering lazily as she leaned back on the propped-up pillow. he wiped the corner of his lips, eyes on her as he watched the open wound on her face and arms slowly closed leaving the fresh healed red marks behind. he relaxed when he heard a thank you coming from her, as she checked her healed arms.

“i’m disappointed with you,” he finally broke the silence.

“really?” she frowned. he always does this thing where he will immediately go into lecture mood every time she does something that pisses him off. it’s almost like a game to her as she waited for him to explode, “right now? not even going to wait until i’m discharged. this is a new record, toshi. like shoko said, i’m fine.” he shook his head, “it doesn’t make it right. you always disobeyed me. ignored my orders, going about with your goddamn big head, you could’ve been killed.”

she rolled her eyes, noritoshi is being noritoshi, what a drama queen, she mentally rolled her eyes, “but i’m not,” she pushed her hair back, twisting it easily into a simple loose knot, “i told you, i am not weak.”

“your shikigami was destroyed, your blood was poisoned, 70 percent was already circulating to every part of your vein, i had to beg for the higher up to help purify your blood,” her smile died down. this game no longer feels fun for her. noritoshi was really mad this time. “you think it’s fun and all game but game over, y/n. you need to stop doing this. if you can’t do it for me, do it for yourself.”

“leave me alone, nori, if you just going to nag, please i don’t want to hear it. i’m tired.”

it made him angry that she was taking his word lightly. running his hand in his messy hair, he felt like hauling his head to the wall.

“you don’t understand-”

she slammed her hand on the bed, interrupting his words, “no YOU don’t understand me, i’m tired of you babying me. i’m an adult, i am your wife, stop treating me like a fucking child! we have been married for months, but god you’re suffocating me.”

“i will when you stop endangering yourself. i will stop treating your like a child when you stop acting like one. you’re pregnant, for the love of god!” he threw his hand on the wall. the wall cracked from the force. “i’m what?” she felt the world stopped spinning. she was hundred percent sure that her ears and head were deceiving her. he removed his hand from the hole he made on the wall, his body shaking from the amount of anger building up.

“noritoshi, answer me! what do you mean- i’m not pregnant, i had my period this month.”

“you are,” he shrugged. he felt something hit him in the back; looking down he saw the fluffy white pillow sitting by his feet.

he pointed to the bedside table where a sonogram perched up against a tissue box. she was about to lose her mind. “this is not funny, if this is your mean way of fucking me up because i won’t listen to you then this is just fucking cruel.”

he marched towards him, his hand went down on his chin, forcing her eyes on him, “until you stop playing your stupid games, until you stop treating your life like it’s nothing, until you consider my feelings and my worries, as your husband is valid, i do not exist in your life,” tears fell down her cheeks, “like you, i’m tired too.

“nori i-“

he left her before she could say a word. she broke into sob; her chest was pounding so hard that the blood pressure monitor was beeping. the door burst opened but it was not the face she wanted to see. she was immediately hysterical. satoru managed to hold her wrist down before she ripped the tubes and needles off her arms. “no, no, i want nori. where is he!” she screamed as satoru held her down. “you need to calm down, it’s not good for the baby,” satoru cooed, but she was not having it. he turned to shoko, “her cursed energy is skyrocketing, she’s going hysterical, do something!”

“let me go!”

shoko held out a syringe, “hold her down.”

she screamed, thrashing so rough that she almost slipped out of the strongest sorcerer’s hands. she managed to get a needle out before she felt another sharp pain on her back. shoko pulled the empty needle out and they retreated away as she fell on her butt backward. she was reduced to a babbling mess, her eyes drooped as she struggled to fight the waves of sleepiness hitting her one after another.

“tell him i’m sorry,” she croaked out, before everything turned completely dark.

the blood pressure monitor returned back to normal.

three days later;

“are you still going to ignore her? it’s been 3 days.”

“she needs to learn her place.”

gojo satoru disagreed. he eyed the head of the clan, shaking his head before standing up. he thought he could convince noritoshi kamo to visit his wife, but the man was as stubborn as- huh, her.

“i think she have learned enough, she’s miserable. you’re miserable.”

the man glared at the blonde man child, raising the cup of tea up for a sip. the tea doesn’t taste as good as the way she made it. he left her for 3 days and he found himself struggling to do everything alone.

he, noritoshi kamo, 23 years old and the head of the kamo family, could not make a cup of fucking tea.

she always said that the best way to make tea depends on how long you let it steep. “too early and you won’t get the right amount of flavour,” she explained, her back facing him as he watched from the counter as she loomed over the stove, “but if you steep it way too long you going to burn the tea leaves and it will make everything taste bitter.” she turned around, a huge smile on her face that made his heart skipped a beat.

he frowned; the tea tasted bitter.

“she’s pregnant, she’s supposed to be crazy. you are supposed to be the wise one. she is going to carry your child for 9 long months, i can’t explain to you how long that’s going to be but she is allowed to be crazy.”

he dropped the cup on the floor when gojo’s hand grabbed him by his collar, pulling him up from his chair.

“now please, see your goddamn wife before i deck you in the mouth.”

“i will.”

satisfied with his answer, gojo’s demeanor changed and he was again the man child they all know of him. noritoshi could no longer focus on the report in front of him; not when his mind is full of her and only her.

would she forgive him? he wasn’t sure.

but he would spend his lifetime making up to her and the baby if that’s necessary.

#I FEEL LIKE THIS ONE IS JUST AINT IT AND I MIGHT REMOVE IT #jjk #jjk angst #jujutsu kaisen #kamo noritoshi #noritoshi kamo #noritoshi x y/n #jjk y/n #jujutsu kaisen x y/n #jujutsu kaisen x you #gojo satoru #wild gojo appeared #tw blood #noritoshi x reader #i already have part 3.5 have written tho loool #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #writing: fics

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okaybutlikeimagine · 5 years

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Okay but like how about billy acting reckless like how he use to before he got a family and hopper yelling at him for being reckless and acting stupid and billy yelling back at him “you’re not my dad!” and instantly regretting it and realizing he messed up really bad

you’re KILLIN’ ME auGH

Billy is a brat like, 24/7 bc he loves it but every now and then, the recklessness comes out again bc the boy lived w/ an abuser for the majority of his life and that abuser was someone who was supposed to support him and show him how to grow up to be a good father/man/person. And so every now and then, when the memories come flushing back in and he thinks about all of the horrible things that have been said to him since he was a kid and he thinks about how he was so worthless not even his own mother took him w/ her when she left… he gets real stupid.

He’ll snag some of the alcohol Hop hides away and take longs pulls off the bottle as he races through the streets. He’ll play chicken w/ cars going the opposite way on the road. He’ll pick fights w/ men way bigger than him bc getting hit was the only consistent thing in his life at one point and the sudden absence makes his mind spin sometimes. He does all this shit to prove to himself that Jim Hopper doesn’t actually care about him bc since he was legally adopted, Hop hasn’t done a single thing to prove that he doesn’t care about him. From day one there was worry in his eyes when he looked at Billy. And it’s confusing and scary and any day now it’s going to go away, Billy just KNOWS IT, so he’s just trying to quicken up the process. maybe … maybe he’s even trying to give Jim a REASON to quit him and give up bc maybe Billy doesn’t want the image of this man tainted in his mind, bc it’s the only good male support figure he’s had in his life.

And when Hop finds out Billy is being dumb and reckless again he gets real frustrated. He drives out to pick him up from the station if Billy wants to comply or to pick him up from whatever street he got caught on if he doesn’t. And when Hop goes to pick up Billy one night and sees him drunk and shaking and fucking bleeding and bruised bc he went to that damn bar again on the edge of town to pick fights, Hop sees red. When they get home (alone bc El is spending the night w/ Max) Billy is shoving at Hop’s chest and egging him on, and when Hop doesn’t budge, Billy tries to walk back out to his car, looking to go out driving some more to clear his head bc fuck this his head is spinning from this and Hop is screaming at him about how: “The rules don’t just apply to El, they apply to this whole damn household and one of those rules is don’t be stupid and getting drunk and driving out to pick fights is pretty fucking stupid if you ask me! I don’t know what you think you’re accomplishing here but you’re not gonna get anything good from doing this shit!”

“Cut the crap, Chief, it’s not that serious-”

“It is serious, son-”

“Don’t call me that. It’s nothing-”

“You’re bleeding-”

“Don’t lose your fucking breath over it, I can handle myself!”

“Obviously you can’t! Look son, I’m here to make sure you’re alright-”

“You’re not my father!”

And it cracks both of them. Billy’s head feels like it’s pressure locked. Bc fuck, he’s doing it. He’s pushing this man away and now as he looks at Hopper, his eyes wide with realization and sadness and maybe even… acceptance?? Billy realizes this is the last thing he wants. This man has been so good to him, given billy no reason to make a fuss, has never laid an ill intended finger on him, is patient when Billy is bratty or rowdy or bitchy. And here he is, reminding this man that he doesn’t need to deal with all of this. He’s not obligated. He can drop him as fast as he picked him up, even if he is his legal guardian now.

And Hopper?? Hopper’s heart aches. It’s a bitter reminder that yeah, this kid isn’t his. Neither of his “kids” are actually his and the losers and scum bags that he used to go to school w/ and stuck around Hawkins just to become burnouts make him very aware of that when he stops them on his patrol. They make rude, drunken remarks about how his kids aren’t gonna grow up to look anything like him bc they’re not his, they’re “strays” and his place is the “dog pound” and it makes Hop want to knock their lights out. He lost the one biological child he had. Some days he worries that adopting Billy and El was just an attempt at filling a hole that’s been dug inside of him.

And after a few moments of pure silence, Hopper nods sagely. His voice low and emotional.

“Yeah, you’re right. I’m not your father. I don’t want to be anything like that asshole. And maybe… maybe you don’t even want me being your dad. But I’m your guardian and I chose to be because I fucking care. When you’re out and I don’t know where you’ve gone I’m sick bc I’m thinking that the phone is gonna ring any second and it’s gonna be Callahan telling me that someone fucking put you out do you understand that? I’m terrified. And if you wanna leave when you’re 18, fine. You can leave and you don’t have to think about any of us but goddamnit, you’re not just some kid I picked up off the street anymore you’re my son and I’m gonna worry about you till the day I die! You got that?”

And Hop is yelling by the end, warm tears prickling his eyes painfully and Billy’s gonna hyperventilate or something bc he has a dad.

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hey-hamlet · 5 years

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BNHA AU Ideas : Happy Famlies

Also on AO3!

TL;DR: This AU is exactly what is sounds like. Everyone gets a happy family.

Feat. Dadmight, and his sons Izuku and Tenko, Big Bro Dabi with his little bro, Shinson and his Dadzawa.

allmight n inko end up dating and tenko n izu are brothers

dabi and tenko are third year ua herocourse students when izu and the others join

tenko is a soft sunshine boy cause izu rubbed off on him a lot

dabi wants to be an underground hero so he'll never be like his father

todoroki takes the entrance exam so inasa and hitoshi are recommendation students

izuku kills the exam because he starts ua being able to use full cowl 5%, breaking allmights record with a whopping 130 points

because consider dabi, shouto, izu, tenko and hitoshi all singing karaoke together, dabi has a tambourine and tenko is violently shaking maracas

izuku and inko dont know toshi is allmight, but tenko and toshi are terrible liars

the first time toshi meets izuku its just tenko presenting him saying "you gotta give it to him dad"

izu is only 5 n still broken up about having no quirk, toshi says he might just be a late bloomer while tenko nods

toshi sneaks izuku his quirk when he turns 7, izuku wakes up n accidentally punches a hole in the ceiling, he n katsuki make up cause izuku has a bomb ass quirk even if it does break his bones

he and inko just think he was a late bloomer cause his quirk was so strong. tenko and toshi highfive

seven year old izuku walking back into his house like mom i broke both my arms again :(((

katsuki actually helps him work out the flick thing

"it breaks my arms!" "then use less you dumb fuck!" "oh yeah actually thank you"

they’re so used to shouting criticisms while sparring that they still do it after they enter ua

when they spar at the sports festival mic can’t get a word of commentary in bc it’s just a constant slew of

“kACCHAN I TOLD U TO STOP LEADING WITH UR RIGHT”

“SHIITY DEKU IF U LAND LIKE THAT UR GONNA BREAK UR LEGS”

dabi n tenko the third years can hear them in their own stadium. tenko is cheering softly, dabi has a heart attack when he sees the walls of ice

izu has a massive handshapped scar on his wrist from when tenko saved him by pulling him out of the way of a car

he doesnt mind it but it makes tenko sad so he wears a lil cuff over it

tenko snuck in to watch the entrance exam he n toshinori are cheering quietly, the other teachers just sigh

izuku broke allmights record for points scored in the entrance exam but hes still scared he failed

tenko wants to s c r e a m

USJ ANGST TIME

starts as normal students enter, villains arrive kurogiri has an ear piece and is talking with afo directly, some of the 8 prefects goons are there too

hitoshi used his quirk on kurogiri to find out who they are, but is targeted after that and the villains know not to respond

the students are scattered, its izu/tsuyu and hitoshi. they do the whirlpool thing w/o the sitcking, hitoshi instructs them to tread water and not to move

hitoshi is nearing quirk overuse, tsuyu is shaken, izu is pretty much ok

aizawa is fighting the villains as normal, the nomu arrives

hitoshi tries to mind control the nomu, kurogiri attempts to direct one of the nomus punches to hitoshi, aizawa cancels the portal, severing one of the nomus arms. its grows back, aizawa is beaten

izuku charges forward, fighting the nomu with a higher percentage of full cowl than he can safely use but they are evenly matched

todoroki shows up, cant help because the two are moving so fast he cant aim his quirk and not hit mido

he and hitoshi keep kurogiri busy

before allmight arrives, dabi and tenko do, after seeing tenya running towards the school

izuku can barely move, over using his quirk to the point that he has countless micro fractures and the nomu has landed a few punches, and he took others to protect aizawa

tenko yells at dabi to grab izuku, kurogiri mentions that his master killed tenkos family and hes pissed

he cant stand up to the nomu but shouto makes an opening and he and dabi try to damage it as best they can, shouto has to hold izuku down to stop him from joining the fight again

allmight arrives, quickly dispatches the nomu, turns on Kurogiri

so tenko, allmight and a shaky izu are all facing down kurogiri while afo is trying to convince him to keep fighting

reinforcements arrive and kuro nopes out

as soon as the portal closes, izuku collapses and tenko n allmight rush over, shouto is grabbing onto dabi and hitoshi is trying to get aizawa to respond

hitoshi, crying, has to ask dabi to pick up his dad because his arms are shaking to bad hes scared he might drop him

tenko has no gloves anymore and he cant touch izuku and hes just lost, shouto wraps an arm around him and hitoshi n they cry as dabi takes aizawa and allmight takes izuku to recovery girl

aizawa n izu in the same hospital, hitoshi tells him what izuku did n aizawa fucking, breaks out of bed like a jackass to call him a problem child then fucking limps back

less depressingly, happy families dabi and tenko do "get help" from Thor Ragnarok

"gET heLP hEs BUrnINg UP"

aizawa : "kids that movie is like 240 years old"

izuku : "so... you know it then?"

aizawa: "fuck"

nighteye and gran torino are izuku and tenko's terrible uncles

he stars school at 5%, internships is 10%, camp gets him up to 15% so hes around 25% at the eri rescue

ochako being a terrible influence on kirishima

“uraraka i like katsuki. what do”

“push it down”

“what”

“pUSH UR FEELINGS Down”

also happy families shouto actually interns w nighteye n izu because dabi said he was an ass so no death thanks

one person asks izuku what his quirk is

he pauses

"aaaaaaaaaa"

"hm"

"my mum has minor levitation and my dad is quirkless"

izuku pauses again.

"wait"

"wait im not toshis biologically"

"waiT Who WAs My FirST Dad?"

shouto thinks inko has an affair w allmight then married his secretary but izuku met toshinori through tenko so he just lays down on the floor and screams

shouto’s brain is going to explode one day

consider tenko and izuku looking soft and pure but you turn around and suddenly you dont have a wallet and your food is gone

happy family izuku and kastuki were eachothers first kiss but in a dumb ass way

izuku was like "i need to ruin my frist kiss so the next one will be better"

"wow me too, you seem like the worlds worst option!"

"cool!"

they both almost gagged afterwards

tenko walked in on them violently scrubbing their lips

“wow katsuki who was ur first kiss”

bakugou stares off fondly into the distance

“deku :))”

"it was fucking terrible" wistful sigh

izuku, blushing happily: “id never do it again”

izuku: "yeah i scrubbed my face until it bleed so none of my skin would be tainted"

first week of 1a, someone asking izuku if he and katsuki are/were dating so izuku asks ochako to launch him into the sun

no matter how many people they date everyone always insists that katsuki and izuku are dating each other

izuku is actually dating shouto but no one believes him for some reason

dabi and hitoshi find it so funny

please consider dabi being the frontrunner of these rumours, like these random first years will come up to izuku while he’s eating lunch with shouto and they’ll be in t e a r s

“wHY ARE YOU CHEATING ON BAKUGOU SENPAI?”

izuku starts crying

shouto, totally deadpan: "i thought our love was real, izu-chan"

izuku wheezes

they have a katsudeku fan club and shouto’s the mascot

dabi is in it. hes a full hero at this point but nezu gave him a pass so he could attend

they have weekly meetings

it’s dabi, shouto, kirishima and like twenty first year girls from every class

shouto, in a deadpan voice: “good morning girls today i saw katsuki and izuku sharing bread. discuss”

kirishima is one of the most popular fanartists

tenko loves the meme but looking at his brother and bakugo “dating” makes him deeply upset so he breaks in to decay all the art on the walls once a week

he crowds shouto in tears one day

“how are you okay with your boyfriend and your classmate being the subjects of such horrid art”

shouto, deadpan: “it’s just a prank bro”

izuku falls asleep in the common room and toshi carries him back to his room and has to call tenko to unlock the door for him. tenko was in his own dorm on the other side of school.

he sprinted

iida the good boy finishes his essays the week before and hands them in a day early

izuku, the hot mess, procrastinates by training until he cant feel his arms and doing any other subject work than the stuff due, stays up till 4am to finish his essay and doesnt go back to sleep cause its time for his morning run

they get the same grades

no one knows izuku is a hot mess

Dabi is like izuku but he doesnt study hes just depressed

Tenko finishes his the day before but he gets izuku to read it over

shouto does his essays in class

aizawa wants to be mad but he remembers him mic n tensei distracting the teachers for as long as they can to violently finish their essays

“katsuki why didn’t you finish your essay”

“i was making oreos from scratch sensei”

"fair, give me some and you can hand in it wednesday"

he bribes every single teacher into giving him extensions and no one can refuse him bc his extra spicy curry is to die for. he maybe sometimes he helps deku get an extension too but if he does that’s no one else’s business but his

izuku acts so soft w the others "oh isnt kacchans food so good? "

but he climbs into through katsukis window

"bitch whats the recipe"

izuku banging on katsuki s window at five in the morning: “kacchan give me ur fucking curry recipe you promised it to me three years ago”

bakugos hands shake as he tries to call aizawa

“i see u calling sensei kacchan, put the phone down and no one gets hurt”

he has one of katsukis limited editing all might figurines in his hand

“give me the recipe and all might lives katsuki. it doesn’t have to end this way”

shouji, stressed and sleep deprived walks into bakugou’s room just to see izuku menacingly trying to force his way in while bakugou is crying

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hollowboobtheory · 5 years

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Do you have any headcanons that explain the whole Anders Vigil's Keep fiasco? I'm trying to write fanfic but I guarantee if my Warden was still alive and anywhere within range of Vigil's Keep there would be no force powerful enough to stop her from straight up destroying anyone who tried to take Pounce or impose Templars on her super pro free mage warden keep. Where was she? How could this happen? How did they avoid invoking her wrath? I just can't figure out a good explanation.

ok strap in there’s a lot here.

i’m gonna level with you, i’ve never read the short story, and i never plan to. i think i’ve gathered everything i need through osmosis and it sounds, quite frankly, dumb as fuck. not to mention like, if that had happened, i feel like anders would be a lot less in favor of bethany joining the wardens tbqh

so i decided that instead of all that bullshit, anders left because he couldn’t handle being surrounded by death 24/7 because let me tell you my warden (ashirril mahariel) LOVES being a warden. she kinda resented duncan for conscripting her at first because he basically told her there were two ways to go, either she takes the joining and becomes a warden, or the taint will run its course and he’ll have no choice but to do his duty. because she had been fully turned for like a week by the time duncan found her. like gone full darkspawn. totally succumbed to The Calling. but she was able to stop herself from tearing into him and ask for help and he was amazed that she was so far gone and still able to come back and show some lucidity. also i’ve switched her and alistair’s roles because with their dynamic ash should have been the one who was already a gray warden. she’s just like, the universal big sister.

but yeah anyway there was a point in bownammar after two weeks straight of nonstop killing and living off of tainted deep mushrooms and raw lyrium after she succumbs to exhaustion and she’s being force fed dwarven flesh and hespith is begging for death and ash literally has to use it as a bargaining chip to get her to tell her what’s going on and she finds alistair and she gets that second wind and kills every darkspawn and broodmother in the trenches and she’s like fuck it this is my calling it’s what i was put on thedas to do so she just like. THRIVES on death and darkness. and she just kind of assumed anders would eventually turn that corner as well since she sees a lot of her younger self in him. (i’m also fucking with the timelines so that he was 20-ish when he joined and she was 24-25) (kinda young for a commander but she killed an archdemon and lived so nobody’s questioning her) (bc during the blight she decided ‘well as the highest ranking surviving gray wardem i’m promoting myself to commander’) (also he was with them for 4 years before leaving for kirkwall and living there for another year before he met hawke who had been there for 6 years)

also keep in mind the way i build anders, he gets NO offensive spells. pure healer. he’s not a Death person, he’s a Life person. in-universe that translates to “yeah i know the basic elemental summoning spells they teach every kid in the circle but other than that i’m useless in a straight fight.” and this is a deliberate choice on his part because he knew the less offensive magic he knows the less he’s going to get forced into being a human weapon in the Chantry’s next crusade. because anders does not want to fight, he does not like fighting, and he definitely does not want to be used as a weapon. and he never turns that corner. (neither does alistair and that’s why ash made him king)

also the gray wardens are a hivemind and can hear each other’s thoughts which is why they tend to travel in smaller groups and it also means they get REAL close REAL fast in a sibling kind of way so there’s virtually no fraternizing within the wardens but also the warden stamina and the warden appetite go beyond just fighting and eating ifyouknowhatimean and a) it’s weird that everybody can “hear” you having sex and Knows. he’s not embarrassed because, hey, Circle, but it’s weird and b) it fucking sucks hearing everybody fucking else having sex EVERY. NIGHT. FOR GODDAMN HOURS ON END. WHEN HE’S JUST TRYING TO SLEEP.

so he starts thinking “what if i leave, go to kirkwall, bust out my boyfriend, start a real clinic, and thrive?”

and so he tells her “Hey commander? i’d rather get spitroasted by 2 ogres then have my spine pulled out through my ass than ever set foot in the deep roads again.”

and she tells him “that’s tough but we need a medic for this so pack up. we’re leaving after breakfast tomorrow.”

then in the deep roads they get separated and there’s a cave-in and justice gets his body crushed under a falling boulder and he’s like “well guess i’ll die.” but the hurlocks are closing in and anders knows a few shields and that’s the closest to actual battle magic he can do. so he’s like “hey i have an Idea”

and nate and velanna place bets on whether he’s alive. anders is hurt when he finds out nate bet against him but touched that velanna believed in him

i’ve actually been considering writing a fic where the commander is the one they run into in the deep roads.

so short answer, no, i have headcanons to circumvent the whole thing. idk if any of this helps at all bc i’m at the point where my canon is practically an au.

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jungblue · 7 years

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→ RED, 1

☾ red, 1: confession

» pairing: min yoongi x reader

» genre: angst (most genres will be touched upon as the drabbles continue)

» request: myg + dealing with cheating

» word count: 1,529

» note: I decided to do this request as a drabble series as opposed to a one-shot or actual series bc I feel that taking broken glimpses at the relationship will be much more effective than a straight forward linear telling. Also most of them will be longer than this one, but it’s more of just an introduction to the story!

“I slept with someone.”

The four words that were said to you all of those months ago, wrapped in the static of cellphone towers that were trying to connect the two of you from across oceans. You remembered choking out a broken and fragmented, “W-what did you say?” Because for some reason you couldn’t stop yourself from needing to hear the words again even though you registered them perfectly the first time. Every single syllable had already embedded itself inside of your mind, and that sentiment still rang true even now, almost two months later.

His words were of course followed with excuses, but at least he knew they were excuses that didn’t actually mean anything. “I-I was drunk — but I know that doesn’t matter at all, and…” After that he started to ramble about a lot of things that you don’t remember all that well anymore, because honestly the details didn’t change a thing, they didn’t then, and they don’t now.

The only thing you can recall saying to him back then was a stiff and tight-lipped, “Why?” You didn’t want him to hear the sob that was already attempting to claw its way out of your throat because you didn’t want him to have that power over you. He couldn’t know how incredibly weak-willed you were when it came to him, but most importantly you didn’t want him to feel pity for you, because nothing — and you meant nothing — would feel more humiliating than him knowing how much you cared for him, when you clearly didn’t mean anything to him at all.

But even though in your mind you had already decided that Min Yoongi couldn’t possibly feel a fraction of what you felt for him if he was willing to do what he did, you couldn’t help the broken cry that slipped past your lips once he started saying all of the things that presumably every person who had ever cheated on their significant other said.

“I fucked up. I fucked up so badly. I know that, b-but I just need you to listen to me for a second — I-I mean just please, please listen to me for one second, even though I know I don’t even deserve that.” He sounded like an absolute mess, the exact opposite of everything he usually was, and you wished that you could be happy that he seemed so unhinged and absolutely miserable, but you couldn’t. “Y/N, I love you. Just you, and I only want to be with you, and I know how that sounds after what I just told you, b-but it’s true, so true, and I’m an idiot, a fucking idiot. For the past week I’ve felt like my chest has been caving in every single second of the day because all I can think about is you and how disgusting I am, and I just…”

“A week?” You said almost instantly, anger welling within you as it tried to replace the stagnant numbness pressed against your chest. “We’ve talked every single day this week,” You spat, thinking back to all the calls the two of you had shared over the past few days, and you kind of just wanted to break down when you remembered how incredibly normal he had sounded. He was the same Yoongi as he always had been, not a hint of hesitance or guilt laced in his voice as he spoke to you.

“I-I didn’t know how to tell you. Saying it over the phone just seemed so… I wanted to tell you in person, but I don’t come back for another two months, and I just—”

“What? You thought telling me in person would hurt less? Because it wouldn’t, Yoongi. Not at fucking all.” Your bottom lip was trembling as your fingers pressed harshly into the phone. You didn’t know you were supposed to say to him. Maybe Yoongi was right and this should’ve been done in person because all you wanted to do at that point was run to the room you shared and start to throw all of his shit out of the fucking window.

“I know. I’m not trying to make excuses. I promise I’m not. But I was scared to tell you because...”

“Because what? Why not just say whatever the hell you’re thinking at this point? It’s not like you haven’t already ruined everything. You’re disgusting.” There’s no filter. Everything you felt you said, because in all honesty you wanted him to hurt like you were hurting right now. Years spent together was crumbing in the span of a few simple minutes, and it had your heart squeezing tightly in your chest.

“I know I ruined everything and I fucking hate myself for it,” He started, voice shaky. “I was scared to tell you because I didn’t know what was going to happen when I did. Y/N, I love you. I don’t want it to be done. I—”

“You don’t want it to be done?” You scoffed. “ Yoongi, do you think I could ever stay with you after this? I’ll never trust you ever again, or probably anyone for that matter. I don’t even want to so much as look at you ever again. Yoongi, this… This is done.” It felt so finalized as you said the words, but it also felt so incredibly wrong. You never in a million years thought you’d ever be saying something like that to Yoongi. But then again, you never thought he would do something like this.

“Y/N, baby, p-please just—”

“Don’t you dare fucking call me that,” You said through gritted teeth. “Just… I mean I guess I’ll start packing your stuff. Whatever, come by whenever the hell you get back to pick it up. I don’t care.” Your breathing was uneven as you spoke, borderline erratic actually. You tried to shut your eyes tightly, because maybe it was dream. You’d had dreams about cheating before, but you always woke up, and it was so relieving. But you blinked, and blinked, and fucking blinked, until you were sobbing, and you weren’t laying in bed, you were still standing with that cell-phone pressed to your ear and heartbreak sitting heavy in your chest.

“Please don’t cry. I’m not worth it. I promise I’m not worth it.” His voice was breathy and choked up, but again it didn’t make you feel any better.

“Yeah, I wish I had known that three years ago so then maybe we never would’ve dated in the first place.”

It burned. Your lungs felt as if they were being turned inside out, the montage of memories from the past few years with him running through your head, all of them now tainted and dirty.

“No, n-no, please don’t say that,” He cried.

He fucking cried, as if this entire thing wasn’t something that he chose to do.

“I’ll say whatever the fuck I want.” You voice was starting to turn raspy because the crying had come on so quickly. “I guess, there’s nothing else to… uhm say. Have a good time finishing your study abroad, and you know what? Just fuck all of the girls you want now that I’m not hanging on your conscious — but I guess I never was in the first place.”

“Y/N, wait—”

You ended the call, immediately shutting your phone off so that he wouldn’t try to call again. You sort of just stood in place for a minute. It was strange, you couldn’t stop crying when you were on the phone, but now that it was just you… The tears just wouldn’t come. All you were left with was anger. Pure and unfiltered anger. Your fists clenching at your side, nostrils flaring as you stomped into your shared bedroom. You made your way towards the closet, yanking all of his stupid fucking clothes off of the hangers. You made your way to the bedside table, taking that stupid fucking picture of the two of you on that cruise from last summer out of the frame before ripping it up. You made your way over to the bed that you shared, ripping the sheets off so that maybe you would be able to wash away his stupid fucking memories.

That was what you had hoped would happen at least.

But all of these months later, your chest still burns and aches. The empty space still held his essence even when you would bring someone over to try and fill it. You felt branded and dirty, useless and broken, and the saddest part was that you still wondered about him. He was supposed to come back next week, you had memorized the date before the two of you broke up, so it was almost permanently ingrained in the back of your mind. The date approached fast, and each and every night when you realized he was one day closer to being back, you locked up. It was a coin toss between whether you were mad or upset on most days. You preferred the former, it didn’t hurt as much obviously, but it got exhausting being mad after a while, leaving you to inevitably break down. But regardless of which emotion you were feeling on a certain day, there was one constant sensation that you just couldn’t seem to shake.

It was a red hot pain that surrounded you. It never cooled or calmed, it was always a blazing, unimaginably painful shade of red.

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sfw-haikyuu-nsfw · 7 years

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CAN YOU DO A PART 3 OF THE MERMAID WITH IWA AND ABOUT THE WAR AND THE GIRL AND HOW EVERYTHING HAPPENS PLEASE IT'S SO GOOOOOD OMFG GIRL IT WAS SO BOMB LIKE I CANT EVEN!!!😭😍

Anonymous said to sfw-haikyuu-nsfw:Part 3 of mermaid Iwa and his female someone please!! And I love that it was a long part bc it means there’s a lot of stuff happening. It’s so good though.

HERE IT IS. PART THREE OF MERMAID!IWAIZUMI.

Okay, I’m still working out the details of everything, which is why this very vaguely kinda explains what is going to be occurring next? I guess it was more about Iwa and Oikawa than anything, but that friendship is important to this, so it needed to be here!

And I apologize for not posting this yesterday like I had originally planned! I was about halfway through when my boyfriend came home and I needed to smother him with love and attention!

But hope you guys enjoy!

Part 1 Part 2

The war consumed every corner of the sea. No creature in the great blue felt safe as the Sirens and the Merfolk bloodied the homes of far too many innocents. With each day that passed the worries grew that there would be no end until the vast waters was empty of life entirely.

And it was entirely Iwaizumi’s fault.

Oikawa hadn’t spoken to him since the incident that started it all unless he absolutely had to. Their King has yet to announce the reason for the start of the war, sparing Iwaizumi’s reputation - both as a soldier and a merman helplessly in love. But he didn’t need their blame for the guilty knot that filled his stomach each time he witnessed a town destroyed or a newly motherless child. The devastation that sweeper in every direction around him was the only blame he needed; all of them knew it.

And he tried not to think about her - god, he really did - about what she was doing. If she was safe, if she was staying clear of the water. If she was thinking about him…

An anger boiled in his chest that he cared so desperately. That fear rolled through his veins every time he heard of a human being caught in the crossfire, that he prayed it was never her. Because he couldn’t imagine a world where he allowed her to be hurt and yet he felt as though wanted to hate her for causing these feelings within him. If only he had never seen her paddling out towards the waves, never seen her smiling so brightly as she when she sailed across the water’s surface, that he had never allowed those lips to press so tenderly against his the last time he had seen her. There were so many things he wished hadn’t had happen and yet he couldn’t imagine a better life without having witnessed everything that was so purely her.

“Iwaizumi,” it was Oikawa’s voice that brought him back from his thoughts, “we’re moving out.”

Their gazes met, a heavy air residing between the two friends, leaving no room to breath. It was strange, having this sudden wedge in their friendship. Oikawa had always been someone that Iwaizumi could go to for anything, but Iwaizumi had crossed a line, he knew that. But it didn’t stop him from hoping that they could work past this and towards being best friends again.

“Okay,” he answered, nodding his head as he dropped his gaze away, his fingers gripping tightly at the spear at his side, “okay.” Pushing himself up from the seafloor he was seated on, he moved to follow Oikawa, his gaze focused on his friends back. There were so many things that he wanted to say, there were so many things he thought that he should do to apologize, and yet… “Oikawa–”

Brown eyes fell on him then, shutting down whatever he was planning on saying instantly with the fire behind them. His breath hitched in his throat and he could feel his heart breaking with the knowledge that he might not be able fix one of the most important relationships in his life. “Oikawa, please, just–”

“No!” Oikawa shouted, body turning and rushing towards him, “No! You are the last person I want to hear say anything right now! Do you know what you’ve done? Do you even understand just a little bit about what you caused by ignoring everything I said for your own selfish desires?” With each word that was spoken, his voice rose, anger seeping deeper and deeper. His hands were clenched into tight fists which rose to shove against Iwaizumi’s chest hard. “Merfolk are dead because of your obsession, don’t you get that?!”

Iwaizumi felt as though he couldn’t breath, his gaze wide on Oikawa. He had known that of Oikawa’s hate for his interaction with her, but he had never heard it so explicitly from his lips until that very moment. But he hadn’t realized how much he appreciated Oikawa’s lack of verbalization about his part in starting the war either. It was clear now, though, his best friend blamed him for every death across the sea since the start of the war.

“Yes,” Iwaizumi croaked, his voice wobbling with the tears that sprung to his eyes, “I do.”

“And?”

“And I love her.”

Oikawa shoved at his chest again and Iwaizumi folded against the attack from his friend, allowing it to push him back. There was anger in him, anger he had every right to, but Iwaizumi also had a right to his own feelings despite the guilt that came along with them. So he let Oikawa push him again, let him punch at his side, let him press him up against a boulder, anything he needed to do to release the frustration he had been holding onto throughout the entire war.

Iwaizumi flinched when he saw Oikawa’s fist raise again, this one lining up to make contact with his face and he prepared himself for it; felt he deserved it even. But it never came. His gaze rose to the broken one of his friend’s and he stared openly at the merman in front of him. The fist dropped followed quickly by his head onto Iwaizumi’s shoulder, his body shaking. “I just… I wanted you to be happy. I didn’t know it would lead to this…”

A pause. A realization. Iwaizumi lifted his arms to wrap around Oikawa, his fingers stroking along the sides of his back fin just as he had done when they were guppies. He hadn’t noticed in the midst of blaming himself for the start of the war that Oikawa also felt just as responsible for giving his friend so much freedom in a domain he knew would lead to trouble. They both dabbled in taboo and it had led them here.

“I’m sorry.”

“Me too.”

Another battle, more dead, and nowhere near the end of the war. Their soldiers were growing tired and their citizens were growing more fearful. Would this really mean the end of a peaceful sea? Their king, after months of trying, finally was able to convince the leader of the Sirens to a meeting in an attempt to compromise with them towards peace. And when he returned, shoulders squared as he approached his people, his gaze was set determinedly on Iwaizumi as he spoke. For the bargain was simple:

“They demand the life of the human that was spared as equal pardon for their own that was killed. No more Merfolk will suffer in exchange for a single human life. We must find them and bring them forth. If anyone knows of their whereabouts, come forward now.”

With his blood running cold, Iwaizumi instinctively moved back, attempting to make himself disappear among the others that surrounded him. He could hear the murmuring of others around him, how there was no loss to them if a human was killed for the sake of their war, that a single human’s blood tainting the water was better than those of their own. He wanted to vomit, he wanted to escape, find her and never return. He wanted to never see her again if it meant keeping her life safe and away from danger. There were too many things he wanted and needed to do that he had no clue as to which strand of thinking he should even start down. And his king’s eyes bore into him the longer he remained silent, the knowledge required to save thousands for the small price of one.

“Iwa-chan,” he heard the whisper of Oikawa, his wide eyes shooting to him in the crowd, their friendship spared by the mutual feelings of guilt for the death of their people, “leave.”

He was quick to turn and push himself through the water, his fin carrying him as fast as it could. There was a part of him that didn’t know why he was trying to escape. Let them punish him for bringing destruction upon the peace that had been so carefully put into place, he knew he deserved it, after all. But he was selfish, he couldn’t bare to witness the way they would treat her when they found her, how they would hand her over to the Sirens and then… no, he couldn’t watch anymore of his people being slaughter, but neither could he turn over the only one he loved to be sacrificed.

He’d rather die himself.

The sudden impact he felt caused his vision to go black, his body forced into the seafloor and stopping hard against a ridge that jutted into his back. The rock scraped against his flesh and he groaned at the instant pain in his head. When he felt hands gripping at his shoulders, he panicked a single moment when the possibility of his attacker being a Siren crossed his mind. Reaching to take the other tightly by the gills at their neck, he hurled them back their own back was pressed tightly to the ridge, gaze displaying the murder he was not afraid to commit.

He heard the sharp gasp and startled cry, but it wasn’t until he truly focused on the figure beneath him that he paused. With his heart stopping in his chest, he immediately drew his hand away as though it had been burned, his eyes wide and unbelieving. Because the sight before him had to be some trick created by a seawitch. There was no other plausible explanation for it, there was simply no possible way that–

“Hajime,” she breathed, her hand - now webbed - rising to press against the gills at her neck, her long fin tucking against her chest. She stared at him with wide and terrified eyes, her body shaking as she pressed further against the rock of the ridge.

Her body… the human image he had of her was swept away from his mind as he took in her new form. Her hair flowed gracefully above her head in the water, revealing the fin-like ears. Fins adorned her arms and back as if they had always been there, scales trailed from her neck down her sides and merged with those of her tail. Her legs and individual feet gone in order to come together and push her through the water as he does, as his people do.

“I… I don’t understand,” he whispered, his hand reaching forward to trace over her hip, webbed fingers trailing over where her human flesh met with marine life. His gaze furrowed deeper before raising his eyes to meet with hers, “How?”

“I found a way,” she answered, voice just as soft, “I found a way to be with you.”

Iwaizumi surged forward then, his arms taking her around her middle and pulling her against his chest, mouth colliding to hers. He shivered on contact having never thought he would gain the opportunity to be so close to her again. To breath her in as though he were the one that needed air, not her. And as his hand rose to her cheek in order to kiss her deeper, he felt a surge of emotions in his chest that he was unsure of how to properly release. He was so happy, so incredibly happy to have her in his arms in a way they could actually be together - forever if they wanted - and yet he was so absolutely terrified that she had emerged herself into the waters that wanted her dead.

And as his hold on her gentled, he pressed his lips more delicately against her own, brows furrowing tightly. He felt her hands trail over his shoulders and her fingers idly playing with the fun of his back. This is what he wanted, above anything else, he wanted this with her, no matter what the cost may be.

“We have to escape,” he breathed against her mouth.

“Where?” she questioned with a furrowed brow, pulling herself away to look at him with confusion. He followed, kissing her again, there would be plenty of time to answer her questions later. Right now, he didn’t want anymore distance between them.

“Anywhere.”

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