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dr4kenlvr · 1 year

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𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃'𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐒 !!

mikey sano, baji keisuke, mitsuya takashi, nahoya kawata x fem!reader - fluff (1.6k+)

request: so i was wondering if i could request headcanons of mikey, baii, mitsuya and nahoya dating their best friend's sister? how their rs is like, how they act around their best friend TBH U CAN WRITE IT HOWEVER U WANT i just really like this trope

nana's note: yes yes ofc!! i had a lot of fun writing this and proud of how it came out (been a while since i've felt that tbh)! i was sort of conflicted on who to choose as mitsuya and nahoya's best friend but i went for hakkai and mucho respectively LMAO I HOPE THAT'S OKAY, please enjoy!

MIKEY

this is so cute because the thought of mikey dating you—draken’s sister—and draken having a crush on dating emma—mikey’s sister—??? everyone is intermingled !!!

mikey is always mentioning it too; “oh my god aren’t we the cutest? me and y/n, and you and emma! hehehe.”

draken: MIKEY SHUT UP (while profusely blushing)

draken had almost no objection to you and mikey getting together, he really could tell all along that you had feelings for him and vice versa

the only thing that bothered your brother was how childish mikey could be at times, but with considerable thought—maybe he’s the boy you fell for because you knew you could handle it

draken’s sister ain’t no little bitch!! he didn’t raise you like that nuh uh

mikey feels no different with draken after officially labelling you his girlfriend, seriously, it’s like nothing changed

you all knew one another at a young age and practically grew up together

everyone hung out the same, even when you or emma weren’t there

draken and mikey’s bond never faltered, if anything it strengthened—the two of them now had a common goal: to make sure you were as happy as you could be

draken was happy to see you so happy with mikey, and his best friend always gushed about you to him

he tells him to stop talking about his sister all the time but finds it endearing that mikey truly loves you so much

“and then yesterday, she came to my class to give me snacks, ken-chin! your sister is the sweetest, hm?”

draken just absentmindedly hums along to his endless chatter, “alright, i’ll just tell y/n you won’t shut the hell up about her.”

“KEN NOO!”

mikey sometimes comes over to the brothel to hang out with you, and draken always finds it just a little bit irking to find you two in bed together

draken: MIKEY !!!!!!!!!

mikey and you: HELP ME !!!!!!!

he settles down after a bit though, patting you on the head and punching mikey in the gut for good measure

how cute of you guys <3

BAJI

ohohoho chifuyu has got himself a handful juggling his best friend baji whose now dating his sister

you first met baji when your brother brought him over to your guy’s house after school; you recall him vaguely say that he was gonna invite a friend over so you needed to give them “boy time space”

LIKW WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT CHIFUYU LMAOOOO

you didn’t want to mingle yourself with your brother and his friends anyways and only came out of your room to grab a refill of your water

how lucky you ran into baji the minute he’s also in the kitchen, rummaging the cupboards for snacks

“i suppose you’re baji?” you speak up from behind him in an amused tone, smile growing at the shock on his face

he drops a chip bag at the sudden sound of your voice, spinning around to look you before taking a moment to really look at you—‘fuck, she’s pretty.’ he ponders to himself

“fuck, sorry,” he bends down to pick up the snack, “y-yeah, yeah—name’s baji, and you must be chifuyu’s sister?”

you fake a curtsy bow, making him laugh before telling him your name

he tests the syllables on his tongue, before giving a satisfied nod: “pretty name, say.. you wanna join your brother and me for some games? i’ll go on easy on you,” baji gives you a fanged grin

AND THAT’S HOW BAJI MADE A LAAASTING IMPRESSION ON YOU—mf got you hooked so quick, and you’re like.. chifuyu has attractive friends???? my ugly ass brother???? (sorry chifuyu ur so cute ily)

the two of you started dating months after you two met, and it was smooth sailing from then on out (minus the occasional verbal beating you gave baji because of his reckless actions—but honestly, he needed more people who could scold him)

chifuyu always gets embarrassed whenever you two show any sort of affection with him in the same room

LITERALLY YOU COULD BE IN A ROOM FULL OF PEOPLE AND IF YOU SO AS MUCH HOLD BAJI’S HAND, YOU’LL GET A TEXT FROM YOUR BROTHER SAYING:

big bro: could you like not get so touchy with ur bf im right here

AND BAJI GETS A TEXT SAYING:

gangsta chifuyu: can you guys get a different room or something

IM SOBBING HES SO DRAMATIC—for someone who reads a lot of shoujo manga, he does not like seeing it in his best friend and sister LMAOOO

it’s all in good heart and games though, chifuyu really means no harm

why would he? you’re so happy with baji, someone he looks up to a lot and seeing you two interact can sometimes ignite a warmth in him

baji treats you as good as chifuyu would’ve expected from his captain, and if baji needed any help—chifuyu would be ready to help him whenever <3

MITSUYA

probably the most responsible and respectful out of the whole list when dating his best friend’s (hakkai) sister

you have a big family of siblings, there’s your two brothers and yuzuha—who all have no issue of you dating toman’s third division captain

there is definitely no complaint from hakkai holy fuck 😭😭😭 he is OVER THE MOON, fucking ECSTATIC that his sister is dating THE mitsuya takashi

taiju (post-black dragons arc bc him before was horrible and embarrassing help) and yuzuha know mitsuya will treat their dear sister well, and basically saw it coming at one point

taiju noticed the way mitsuya paid extra attention to you, and looked at you as if you were the only girl in the world—he definitely had a talk with him before mitsuya confessed to you, and was happily met with mutual feelings !!

like mikey, not too much changes between hakkai and mitsuya’s relationship once you and him become a thing

possibly hakkai is… more loud? LMAO

“TAKA!!!! HOW ARE YOU??! WOW—YOU LOOK EXTREMELY HANDSOME TODAY!!” he yells from behind you, dropping you off at the mall to hang out with mitsuya

please he’s getting looks from strangers as mothers drag their kids away from the loud teen

mitsuya is SO embarrassed, and can feel your humiliation radiate off of you from afar

the two of you laugh over it every now and then during your time together, and spend a a great day away from your brother’s loud mouth

girl to girl moment, yuzuha finds it so cute when you gush to her about the things you and mitsuya did together, or the little romantic ministrations he does for you

she smiles fondly as you giggle your fucking head off LMAO

as for taiju … UH you don’t normally find yourself going to him to talk about mitsuya, it’s just not a natural impulse you have + you don’t really know how he’d react to that kind of conversation

he’s glad of it too LOL but sometimes he’ll walk past you on the couch texting someone, and realize it’s mitsuya

your big brother’ll give you a head pat, and ask if everything is going alright with you two, or just in general as a check up—he vowed not to let anyone, including himself harm his siblings (WOO CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT !!!!)

you five + mitsuya’s siblings have a really cute relationship together, everyone in toman views it as one big happy family

luna and mana love you, they’re always so so thrilled when mitsuya invites you over; they particularly love playing princess with you, and of course you’re the princess in their eyes

“y/n’s so pretty in that dress! let’s get her some tea!” mana says as she brings you an empty plastic cup with imaginary tea inside—when you play along with their games and fun, it makes a flutter in mitsuya’s heart soar <3

NAHOYA

when you told mucho that you and nahoya were officially dating, your brother honestly saw no harm in it—only that by being his best friend, mucho knew that nahoya could be a bit of a trouble maker

he can’t find any reason to object the relationship though, he knows nahoya is a good guy and would take care of you well

that doesn’t stop the stoic, big, protective front he gives when nahoya might get a bit too flirtatious with you

“hey babe,” nahoya hums, walking up to you before slithering an arm behind you to rest against your bum

he even gives it a few taps

THE LOOK MUCHO GIVES NAHOYA FROM AFAR IS SO FUNNY

your brother is always so serious but you swore you saw an eyebrow twitch and a vein pop out

just as nahoya’s about to lean in and kiss your cheek, he can see that from his peripheral vision, that the one and only mucho is approaching you two—at an alarmingly fast pace too

help nahoya’s face is like ¿(￣O￣)? when he sees him coming towards y'all

PLEASE MUCHO LOOKS SO FUNNY SPEED WALKING?? BC HE’S TRYNA BE NONCHALANT ABOUT THIS TOO ASDHSGK BUT DAWG IS HUFFING AND PUFFING WHEN HE REACHES YOU

“what are you doing?” you fight a smile as you look up at your brother, stone face and all

“um, i was gonna to kiss my girlfriend buddy.” nahoya grins, teasing his friend

“that’s my sister.”

“and she’s also my girlfriend.”

“but, that’s my sister.”

IT’S A GAME OF TAG BETWEEN THEM LMAO—nahoya’s like “what—does it expect me not to kiss you??”

“maybe not in front of him babe?”

“oh.” (-o-)

nahoya takes your advice to not make out with you 24/7 and mucho greatly appreciates it

especially when he comes over, mucho does not wanna walk into that LMAO

other than that, the two go strong—and since nahoya comes over more often, the two of them get to spend more time together outside of toman

it’s really sweet, until they start beating each other up over who won in mario kart <3

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mommyownsmee · 7 months

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hi mommy<333333

i was just wondering how i could act bratty towards my brat tamer partner?

💝

Hey, sweetheart! 𝒙𝒙

Such a nice question! This one is a lot of fun to answer. Thank you!

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Here are some excamples:

tease

giggle

wiggle your butt

be sassy

be playful

yawn dramatically

look at the clock during a spanking

say ‚no‘ or ‚make me‘

stick your tongue out

laugh about punishment

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Here are some fun ideas I came up with:

sneak up to them and bite their ear hard

go into the bedroom, lock the door and start playing with yourself loudly

send them naughty pics and then say no when they try to take what is theirs

work naked and complain loudly about being cold

when you’re out with friends be intentionally defiant which makes them stew on it and plan until you both get home (make sure you have the energy to follow through)

struggle while being tied up and actually try to tangle them up and tie them up.

tie them up before they wake up and tease the living daylight savings out of them, then release one hand and run.

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And here is some more interesting stuff:

B: "Behave" and eventually (maybe) behave. The end goal for a brat is to be tamed. But until it gets to that point. They "behave". They do what they’re told - but they find loopholes. If they’re told to say nothing they hum. If they’re told to stop poking their dominant they start kicking them playfully. If they’re told something as vague as to behave they play dumb and say "You didn't say I couldn't flash them. How is that not behaving?" Another way around being told to behave: Behave, but badly. That way when you're called out on it you can play innocent and say they weren't specific enough.

R: Resist. Resist behaving well for as long as possible. The key to resisting is to draw things out. You're not being naughty - you're waiting to be good. Make them prove to you how serious they are about punishing you. Don't let a threat stop you. Wait until they follow through.

A: Argue. Make anything an argument. Let your politeness go to the wayside. They use incorrect grammar? Let them know. Got a fact wrong? Misquote someone? Use a word wrong? Correct them. This also applies to situations where something is asked of you. Told to get in the shoes, get in the hood. Told to get dressed? Put on everything except pants. The key is too be subtly annoying - but not too annoying.

T: Tease, tempt, trick, and test. Teasing is so important. Grind on them in public. Flash them. Make innuendos implying what you'll do to them. Get them frustrated sexually so they have a reason to take it out on you. Tempt them by bending over a lot in front of them. I've never met a brat who didn't like spanking. Remind them! Trick. Brats are tricksters at heart. Play plenty of pranks. Lastly test. Test their threats. Test their ability to maintain calm. Test their ability to resist you.

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Have fun being bratty!<3

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klufu · 2 years

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clumsy kisses.

description - when a supposedly wholesome moment makes the both of you very flustered. 5wirl boys (heizou, aether, xiao, kazuha, venti) + scaramouche (separate).

mentions - pure fluff, use of pet names in ventis, major flirting with kazuha, xiaos dream, scara being a tease, use of scara’s real name

note - not proofread!! if there are any mistakes or spelling errors, please let me know!

aether

as you guys were preparing for the upcoming windblume festival, amber suddenly called both of you up to try out the new gliding challenge that they planned to host.

“come on, it’ll be fun you two! we just have to adjust the safety measures to the appropriate amount and make sure they’re okay, which is why you two are here!” she exclaimed, however that didn’t sound like good news to the both of you.

“so, you’re saying you’re using us as a test to see if this thing is stable for people to use?”

“umm… something like that!” she nervously chuckled, and after seeing your dissatisfied look, she sighed.

“i promise it won’t be that bad! look, as long as one of you guys are up for it, i’ll treat all of you to a meal at good hunter for helping us out with the festival!” and all of a sudden, paimon’s eyes light up, swarming aether on how he should take the offer.

aether groaned, finally giving in to paimon’s pleads. “fine, i’ll do it, but you better keep your end of the deal.” he looks over at you and flashes you a thumbs up, hoping that you would pray for him.

in the next couple of minutes, aether is already on top of the anemo archon’s statue, testing the winds and checking which way they’re blowing. you on the other hand, with paimon and amber, are waiting at the end of the finish line to watch if aether can really get to the goal.

he finally jumps down and his windglider spreads its wings. he navigates through the course very quickly, at the same time very steadily. paimon and amber start cheering for him and you try your best to do so too.

hes almost at the finish line, you thought. however, in an instant, the wind starts getting stronger, pushing aether back and forth in the air. he manages to keep his cool, but he unexpectedly starts falling due to his lack of balance.

you run to catch him, and you caught him in your arms just in time. yet, you didn’t brace yourself for the effect, causing both of you to fall on the floor.

amber gasps and rushes over, while paimon follows. paimon then notices what kind of awkward position you both are in, so she turns away embarrassed.

my head is spinning. you turn your head upwards only to be met with your lips on aethers.

he starts blushing profusely, and your face starts getting hot as well. both of you turn away from each other trying to forget about the interaction you just had.

amber clears her throat to get rid of the tension. “ahaha… and i assume that this challenge isn’t secure enough to host…?”

both of you including paimon, look at her with a frown and dirty looks. she shivers and leaves the topic by talking to paimon instead.

and although you three got the food you were promised, aether still couldn’t get that scenario with you out of his head for the entire day.

venti

“ouch, that hurts!”

venti had started whining when the pain finally hit him when you bandaged his injuries. it didn’t even hurt that bad, venti just wanted to be a baby to catch your attention. he started kicking his feet against the roots of the windrise tree, and you breathed out.

“suck it up venti, i know your antics. besides, it’s your fault that you got into a fight with a bunch of fatui minding their business at their own camp.”

he pouted and huffed. “oh woe is me! even my own lover doesn’t want to return my affection after everything i’ve been through!” he turned away dramatically, placing the back of his hand against his forehead.

you rolled your eyes and flicked his nose, gaining an “ow!” from the bard. as you finished patching him up, he stared off into the distance, grinning and smiling to himself.

“what’s gotten you all giddy?” you smirked, deciding to humor him for a little while. he looked at you with a mischievous look on his face, it almost made you scared for a second.

“oh nothing!” he giggled, blowing wind against your ear just to mess with you. you gasped and leaned forward to tickle him, but he jumped off the grass and into the air, laughing at your attempt for revenge.

he started sticking his tongue out at you, using his anemo powers to keep himself floating. you groaned at his childish behavior, but you beamed at how much fun he was having. when you tried reaching for him, he would just go further up and down, dodging your hands.

“awww, look at how cute you look! y’know, maybe if you give me a peck on the cheek i’ll-“

he interrupts himself when his powers stop working, but when he used them again to balance himself, his eyes widen as he realized he was kissing you.

you pulled away almost immediately and put your hand on your lips to recall what just happened. he snickered, and started teasing you even more.

“haha! i didn’t know you were so eager to kiss me! not to worry, this lovely maiden is gonna get all the kisses i have to offer~!”

he peppered your face with tiny pecks and everywhere he could reach. every time you pushed him away, he would just keep coming back for more.

“whats wrong? are you telling me you dont like it when i do this?” he feigned a frown, making you sigh and cup his cheek.

“i was only joking, love. you know i would never do something as cruel as that.” you giggled and so did he. “of course i do!” he pulled you into a hug and nuzzled your head. “remember, even if you run or hide from my affection, the winds will always lead me back to you to keep on trying.”

kazuha

kazuha isn’t one to lose his cool that easily. in fact, it’s impossible to see him do it. when you were transferring cargo from the docks to the alcor, kazuha, lo and behold, was on top of the boats ledge sitting in a rather comfortable position.

you couldn’t help but look at him in awe, admiring his gorgeous looks and his calm personality. you snapped out of it when captain beidou shouted your name for help. you rushed over and proceeded to follow what she requested.

little did you know, kazuha was watching you the whole time with his peripheral vision. after all, a ronin like him is great at examining things.

when all was said and done, the alcor was ready to set out to sea. you wiped the sweat off of your face with the back of your arm, proud of getting the job done. kazuha smiled to himself at how endearing you could be. he jumped down to start a simple conversation with you.

“good evening (name). you look rather lovely today, or is it just that common for you to be so alluring all the time?”

you felt a bit flustered at first, but stifled a laugh. “how romantic of you kazuha, though i must say that being a poet does have its charms.”

he chuckled. “then, might i entice you to some of my other charming aspects?”

when he reached for your hands, the ship suddenly rocked to the side unexpectedly due to the strong waves of the ocean. you gasped, trying to grab onto kazuha as he was the only person close by to support you.

his arm wrapped tightly around your waist while the other grabbed onto a ledge close by. your arms were latched onto his shoulders, holding on until the ship was pulled back up again.

he sighed out of relief, but when he turned his head to look at you, he felt heat rushing up to his cheeks.

“o-oh, i apologize.”

when he went to move his arm away from your waist, he felt a slight tug that pulled him back. his face was mere inches from yours, and his breath hitched.

“kazuha, you’re..”

he pressed his lips against yours, sighing in delight. he held you tightly in his arms, somehow pulling you closer to him. he’s been waiting for this moment for so long.

your hands drifted to his hair, slightly ruffling it up. when you finally separated, both of you were out of breath and quite obviously flustered.

he smiled again, caressing your cheek. “your lips are sweet. i wouldn’t ever believe i’ve been missing out on such a pleasant treat..” his hand traveled to put his fingers against your lips to open your mouth a bit.

you scoffed, slapping his arm away. “oh cut it out, now you’re just teasing me.” he laughed and pecked your cheek. “m’sorry, couldn’t help it. you’re just too gorgeous for me.”

no matter how many times you try to avoid his constant flirting, there was no way you could’ve successfully evade his attractive temptations.

heizou

“so uhh.. how about we talk this out?”

heizou nervously laughed, but nothing could prevent the lump in his throat from being evident.

he gulped, and looked up at you, who was clearly pissed. his hands were tied behind his back and wrapped around a tree. he laid against it for leverage to try and bring himself up, but he was simply pushed back down by the heel of your shoe.

“tell me detective, just what were you thinking looking through my personal things for evidence, especially my diary?” you huffed out, embarrassed to even comprehend what he must’ve found out while reading it.

he scrambled out for an answer, but had no reply. to be truthful, he didn’t really mean to look through your diary, but he got curious when he found it laying on top of your office desk.

“no response? how much did you even read!?”

“i swear i didn’t look at all of it! only two pages, that’s all!” you furrowed your eyebrows when he gave you an answer, trying to determine whether it was a lie or not. heizou was good at it, so you were having a lot of trouble.

“and you’re sure you haven’t read that page, right..?” he tilted his head to the side in confusion, but quickly nodded his head. you mumbled to yourself, and finally decided to believe him.

that page was full of things you wanted to tell him. it was just a bunch of confessions really, but you know you would never have the courage to actually say them to his face.

you crouched down, staring into his eyes skeptically. then your face turned smug. “y’know, it’s actually pretty entertaining seeing you below me like this.”

he looked away out of embarrassment, suddenly surprised by how bold you were when you switched up. “hey, just shut up and untie me.”

you got up and smirked down at him. “now, don’t get so angry with me. besides, you’re talking a lot for someone who’s all tied up and completely at my mercy.”

“really? not if i do this?”

he caught you off guard and gently kicked your ankle down, causing you to trip and fall. you fell on your behind and rubbed your head. you weren’t prepared for that at all. when you were just about to get up, he got on top of you and pinned you to the ground below you.

heizou grinned. “looks like you’re in a tough situation.”

“how did you even manage to get out of the rope!?”

“lets just say i have a few tricks up my sleeve.”

you tried getting out of his grasp, but he just held you tightly. “hey, i know i lied but, i actually did read the whole thing about.. you know.”

he what?

you were filled with both anger and embarrassment at the same time, feeling your hand clutch onto his shirt collar. “heizou, you liar!”

“how much do you know!?” you brought his face close to yours, ignoring the way he blushed for a second. “i-i know that you have a crush on me! but, i wasn’t going to tease you about it! i feel the same way!”

“you.. you do?”

he quickly became flustered at his own words, and nodded slowly. “i’m.. sorry. for lying to you and for reading your personal diary.”

you felt your anger dissipate, and your stomach gradually filled up with butterflies. knowing that he returned your feelings was a dream come true.

“it’s alright. but next time just try to tell me the truth, ‘kay? that was a really bad way of me confessing..” you rubbed the back of your head when he got off of you and sat up.

he waved both of his hands to change the topic. “okay okay, i understand. say, how about we go to a restaurant, you and me?”

he offered his hand to pull you up, and you complied. “as in a date?”

“if you’d like to think it that way, then maybe.”

when you got back up on your feet, you completely forgot about the rope that you tied heizou up with, leading you to lose footing over it.

he managed to catch you before you could fall, but that quickly led him to falter his own movements. he stumbled back while you clutched onto him tightly. “woah, steady now, wouldn’t want you falling for me that easily.”

he smiled down at you, noticing how your eyes looked up at him. he wanted to compliment you and make you even more swoon for him.

“heizou.. can i.. kiss you?”

his grin grew even wider despite the heat rushing to his cheeks. he leaned in and kissed you softly.

his mouth tasted like dango milk. his hand was caressing your cheek, pulling you closer. you bit his lip, signaling that you were almost out of breath. as soon as you opened your eyes, heizou pulled away with a sigh.

“we should do that again,”

“totally.”

xiao

you started picking flowers to bring to xiao because you thought they were cute. he always tries to remind you that he has no use for mortal gifts and says they’re pointless, but despite his harsh words, you could never miss the way his eyes light up a bit when you see him alone with them.

you brought a particular one up to your face and sniffed it. it was a glaze lily. you relished in its scent, placing it delicately in your basket.

as the sun set peacefully in the background, you sat contently looking down at the field of flowers in which you picked from. you glanced at your basket, remembering that you were supposed to bring them to your beloved. until.. a flash of green appeared right in front of you.

“where have you been?”

xiao stared down at you with crossed arms, raising an eyebrow and tapping his foot impatiently.

“i didn’t realize it was already getting dark. m’sorry for worrying you, xiao.”

he scoffed and looked away. “just, call my name when you’re in trouble. and don’t try anything irrationa-“

“wait. can you stay with me a little longer?”

he stopped to look at you, and nodded. you patted the ground next to you, motioning for him to sit. he swallowed down and followed.

“look, the flowers. don’t they look pretty?”

he gazed at the field with admiration, but quickly cleared his throat. “it’s, nice. is this what you wanted to show me?”

“well, pretty much. but i want you to do something for me.”

“..what is it?”

“i want you to dance in it.”

“..???”

he gave you a confused look, and you stood there and chuckled. “ridiculous, isn’t it? but even so, i know you’ll enjoy it. that’s all i want you to do.”

he hesitated, but then held your hand. “fine. but you’re coming with me too.”

you were caught by surprise when he suddenly pulled you along. you grabbed your basket and trudged along with xiao to the center of the flower field.

he placed his hand on your hip while the other took hold of your hand. your other arm wrapped around his shoulder. he gave you a short nod to show you that he was ready, and just like that, you two started slow dancing.

the glaze lilies beneath you sang a pure melody that xiao used as a rhythm for your steps. he held you cautiously, scared that you might break because of his touch. you reassured him and he was more comfortable to guide you.

the sun was out of sight and the moon shined down perfectly. he swayed you with absolute grace, looking into your eyes hopelessly in love. it didn’t last very long when you unexpectedly stepped on his foot on accident. you fell backwards, but he caught you on instinct before you reached the grass.

what he didn’t expect was to pull you so quickly, but before he could move away, he was already kissing you.

he was stunned as he gasped into the kiss, and swiftly vanished. you stumbled over, regaining your balance as you tried to process what happened.

you just kissed xiao!

when you turned around, he reappeared with a reddened face. he looked away and put the back of his hand against his lips. you giggled at his flustered behavior, suddenly catching his attention and huffing.

“humans.. so incompetent and clumsy.”

when he saw you laughing with blush adorned on your features, he is suddenly reminded of his undying love for you.

scaramouche

you searched frantically around the area to figure out where scaramouche had run off to. he disappeared without a sound while you were talking with one of the street vendors of inazuma.

after scaramouche obtained the gnosis, he came to you one night for a hiding place. as his long term friend, you had been taking care of him and hiding him away from both the fatui and the tenryou commission. he was a well known criminal, after all.

you thought it was a good time to finally let scaramouche go with you to buy a couple of groceries. he’s been complaining about how bored he was being lodged up in such a tiny room, even though you weren’t expecting him when he showed up at your door. nonetheless, you gave in.

of course, inazuma city was quite crowded with a lot of guards around. you took extra precautions, handing scaramouche a folded yukata as well as a jingasa, with a design different from the one he usually has on. that way, nobody would tell who he actually was if he looked like a normal inazuman citizen.

but right now, you were freaking out.

where did that clown go!?

as you turned the corner of komore teahouse, you breathed out a sigh of relief as you saw him playing with a stray cat he found atop a tree. when you walked up to him, he felt your presence, but didn’t move.

“scara, don’t disappear on me like that without telling me. i thought you got taken away or something by those guards.”

“so what? it doesn’t matter if i did, i’d kill them in a heartbeat if they ever laid hands on me,” he shrugged.

you frowned at how carefree he could be. “i know you would, which is the problem.”

he huffed, looking away. he picked up the cat which started nuzzling and purring against his chest. he placed the cat back up on the tree where it was resting, and it stretched out, drifting to sleep contently.

you lightly smiled. “you know, they had some dango at the cart i was just at. want a bite?” you reached inside the bag which contained the sweet treats, handing it to him. he raised his eyebrows, but still leaned in to taste it.

you were surprised, expecting him to grab it himself instead of eating it directly from the stick that you were holding.

“mmm, what?”

he looked up at you confusingly and you blushed in embarrassment, realizing you were watching him the whole time. he smirked, finally understanding.

“don’t tell me you’re getting cold feet, what were you thinking of just now?”

he inched even closer to you, making you back up every time he did. if anyone else was around right now, they would probably just think you were a couple playing around with each other.

he squished both of your cheeks with one his hands, teasing you further. if you weren’t embarrassed before, you definitely were now. you gulped down your nervousness, trying to back up more until your back hit a wall.

before you could move out of the way, he pinned both of your sides to prevent you from doing so. you dropped the dango bag on instinct and looked at him anxiously.

“scaramouche, we have to go back.. it’s already turning dark.”

he pouted, but pulled away anyway. “fine, i guess i’ve had my fun then.” he picked up the dango bag and started eating, walking away acting like nothing ever happened.

you calmed your breath, afraid that your heart would’ve jumped out of your chest. you rushed to catch up with him, suddenly overwhelmed and giddy inside.

on your way to your shared home, you and scaramouche decided to take a break from walking to sit down and relax. he laid next to you, toying with the gnosis as it glowed. you started eyeing it, fascinated with the purple glow that emitted from it.

you quickly got bored, and came up with a fun idea. “hey scara,” you mused. he gave you a hum, letting you know that he was listening.

“we should kiss.”

what!?

his face suddenly flushed, and he looked at you in shock. you looked at him innocently, not knowing what was so wrong with an intimate action.

“are you absurd?!” he hints with a scowl.

“..is that a no?”

when he asked you why, you only responded with a simple answer.

“i want you to be my first kiss. is that so wrong?”

when he looked away, you thought he was just going to say no, instead he moved in front of you. he put his hand on your cheek and the other on your side, closing his eyes and leaning in to kiss you until…

“ow!” he cursed, accidentally bumping his nose against yours. he forgot that he was still wearing the hat, which collided against the tree that you were leaning on. he rubbed his head, resulting in you attempting to keep in your laughter. he tsked, and went in for a second time to kiss you right again.

the contact between your lips lasted long, and he wasn’t going to stop until he got what he wanted. the lingering taste of dango was still on his tongue, and you struggled to keep up with the way he was kissing you so roughly.

you both pulled away breathlessly. he enjoyed every moment of it, especially when you tried squirming underneath him. he moved to the side and leaned against your shoulder, brushing his fingertips against your hand.

you flashed him a playful grin. “if you want to hold my hand that badly, go ahead you klutz.” he flinched, not noticing you were watching and looked the other way. “just shut up already.”

you intertwined your hand with his, slowly closing your eyes to doze off against him as everything faded out of sight.

i love you kuni.

perhaps you were half asleep and didn’t know what you were saying, but he heard you loud and clear. he felt hesitant, but he said it anyway with a whisper.

“i love you too.”

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Aslo I’m not sure if ur caught on the manga for my hero like the war arc mostly but I was wondering if request based of the manga base on chapters 286 -365 like you know how bakugou is currently severely injured in manga instead of bakugou almost dying it’s the reader who takes all the hits for him when fighting shigaraki aslo can reader quirk can be scarlet witch type where she using her full potential of her quirk which is slowy corrupting her via dark hold idk I wanted to incorporate mix between multiverse flim and the manga I hope this it ok aslo can add bit of angst and fluff in end I hope this is ok

My Dream

Love wasn't part of the agenda, win the Sports Festival, intern with the top heroes, then graduate and become Number One. Though those dreams don't always stay the same.

Words: 15.6K

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugo x Reader

Warnings: Angst, violence, blood, death, hospitals, some fluff in the middle, pretty op reader, MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH MHA CHAPTERS 286-365

A/N: Omg this was so much fun to write! Originally it was going to be much shorter but it became so addicting to keep writing and building more I hope you enjoy 💙

Love wasn't a part of Bakugo’s schedule if he was going to become the Number 1 Hero. Not if…when. He was in U.A., he had a strong quirk, good grades, he was interning at the current Number 1’s Agency, and he even won the damn Sports Festival! His dream was forming with each step. Everything set perfectly in front of him ready for him the second he graduates and starts his agency…

But then you showed up.

The biggest wrench in his plans and that stupid Deku had gotten a quirk and got himself in the same damn school as him. But you were worse than him. Getting in through recommendation unlike him, your grades rivaled his sometimes beating him which made his blood boil, your quirk was stupid either you were a damn witch. Your quirk was witchcraft, Chaos Magic to be specific like in those dumb horror movies with the spell books and all. Apparently, your family was well known for their quirk and some heirloom that is passed through their family. You were a thorn in his side when he first met you. He was supposed to be the best in this class and U.A. as a whole but here was this girl just appearing and taking all the glory and it pissed him off.

He didn’t understand what made people like you, you were boring as hell and a pretentious dumbass. Just because you had some special family name that made you better than him? Give him a chance to really show you the full power of his quirk and you would be groveling at his feet. And he had tried…picked a fight with you during training ready to prove to every one of those extras and to you that he was the best.

Your class had never seen Bakugo lose at all. He bolted right at you ready to send the largest explosion to knock you flat on your ass but in seconds he had the wind knocked out of him and bounded by your magic and you had only moved your hands. He had never felt rage at that moment screaming insults at you explosions coming from his hands trying to break through the bidding but nothing happened. Your classmates watched in shock as you just look at him in almost confusion and Bakugo only saw disgust and cockiness in your eyes before you dropped your hands and walked away to the locker rooms.

At that moment Bakugo promised himself he would destroy you. He despised you, who did you think you were?! You were the obstacle blocking him from his goal his dream of being Number One. So any moment there was a ranking or a test or some sort of activity that had a winner he would put his all into beating you. Not that you noticed him going out of his way to prove he was better than you. You had your own problems to deal with. Your family was a well know one almost at the same level as Todoroki and Yaoyorozu may be higher but you didn’t know. Like that level important.

Your family from as far back as time could history could recount had an impact on the world. Your original ancestors were from a town in America called Salem and were witches. Well now it would have just seemed like quirk users but to a time when quirks didn’t exist they were seemed as demons or witches and were persecuted for it. The first true member of your family’s bloodline was a woman name Wanda Maximoff, created from great magic that could exceed many quirks today even top heroes like All Might. Surviving the persecution of her sisters in Salem she went into hiding, finding love in a man called Vision someone who had a quirk, and had children until her children began to show signs of having powers as well. In fear of her family being harmed like her old sisters, she heard rumors from other witches and quirk users of an item of immense power. This item could give the user infinite knowledge of the mind and strength beyond even the strongest of humans for the body. However, this all came with a price. A deadly obsession over the item that men would kill over to keep in their possession and corrupt even the purest of hearts. Wanda sought out this item to protect herself and her family from the cruel world that was persecuting those who were different. While good lay in her heart finding this item had only led to her hurting others until it was in her possession. The item that had infinite power.

The Darkhold.

Learning its secrets of spells and technology to help the world move forward it slowly began to taint her heart becoming a being of dangerous magic. She was gifted the name the Scarlet Witch, as a being that was not born but forged and destined to destroy the world that harmed them. Her family begged for her to give up the book, the same loving wife and mother to them had disappeared being replaced by a power-hungry woman ready for revenge on those who wrong her. The corruption had overtaken her heart and the woman she once had been was long gone the dark magic had won. The family with no choice but to take her down had failed as she had grown too powerful. But before she could cause a killing blow to her own husband and children she had seen the fear in their eyes and guilt had pulled back the curtain that was covering her eyes. Regret and sadness had overtaken her and she vowed to never touch the Darkhold and to never let it corrupt others. With this, it had become their family's duty to protect the book and others from it, and with each generation as Wanda’s blood flowed through the veins of her descendants this order was to follow. To protect the world and themselves from the corruption of the Darkhold. Your ancestors arrived in Japan as time passed with your family being its current holders. Your ancestor’s quirk passed through your bloodline of witchcraft never being a different quirk from an outside mother or father. Your family to determine how strong their quirk was tested on them and some had theirs be stronger others weaker some average. Until you were born and it was time to test your quirk.

Your parents and grandparents were there for your testing and you were nervous. Your mother and her parents were descendants of the Scarlet Witch while your father’s side was not thought they were informed of your family history. The test was the witch or warlock would amplify the child’s quirk with their own magic until theirs appears and then it was determined the strength of their quirk or if there was even a quirk. Your ancestors have had a few rare moments where a child would be quirkless and it would be a shock for the family. Your mother’s brother was actually quirkless when he failed his testing. While you loved your family deeply it still hurt hearing how they quickly ostracized the quirkless child even going to lengths of giving to people outside the family. Your mother had explained it when you had asked why you were never allowed to see your uncle.

“We need to protect the book Y/n…we are the only ones who are strong enough against others so those who aren’t…it’s complicated sweetie, you’ll understand when you’re older.”

So when you were about to be tested your parents watched with nerves and almost fear. Your mother had a complication following her birth with you and if she were to try to have another child the chances of her surviving the pregnancy and the child as well were too high of a risk. As the only child finding out whether you have a quirk or not and continuing your bloodline had rested on your shoulder in those moments.

Your grandfather on your mother’s side came forward to you kneeling down holding out your arm and the test began. Runes of shades of red appeared around the two of you as he drew them into the air before bringing them down and the runes imprinted in your arm sank into your skin glowing a faint red before disappearing. A burst of energy rips through the room as you’re blinded by a bright light almost pushed back from the wind that appeared in the room. Squinting your eyes open looking into the bright light seeing almost a figure emerge from it. Floating down from this bright light holding their arms out, the light behind them hiding their features but seeing what looked like a woman her long hair flowing in the wind as they grow closer. You catch one detail of an intricate tiara creating a silhouette on her head. You see a flash of red from where her eyes should be before the figure and bright light vanishes and you collapse. Your parents and grandparents surround you concerned. When you had come to they asked you what had happened. Usually, the child would show some sign of having their quirk but you just had the runes placed on you before you passed out. Confused you explained you had seen the bright light before this shadowy woman had appeared. They were shocked beyond belief and when they asked you to describe the woman you weren’t able to give many details except the tiara on their head.

The day of your testing was the same day you viewed the Darkhold. You had never seen it in your life only hearing stories, the history of your ancestors of the Scarlet Witch, and the reason your family guards the book. It was locked up behind glass covered in runes but even through it, you could feel its dark energy. You watched as your mother and grandfather placed runes around themselves before the glass was open and you were instantly hit with a wave of strong power and almost an urge to claim it but your father held you to him. Your grandfather stepped forward as a red glow surrounds the book and it opens the pages flipping on their own before it stops.

“The Scarlet Witch is not born but forged with powers beyond the human mind. The ability to control and change reality as they see it. The Scarlet Witch is said to either bring the world into peace or destroy it to rule the Cosmos. She has had the longest control of the Darkhold with its dark power growing on her even creating spells of her own in the Darkhold,” Your grandfather had said a project of the pages appear in a reddish glow in the air revealing a drawing of a woman covered in runes and writing but you see that same tiara on her head. He quickly shuts the book returning it to its case and placing runes on them.

“If what you saw was true dear child…she has chosen you and has returned..” He says as they all look at the child whose world was about to change,

“The Scarlet Witch’s power is yours. You are going to be the strongest witch in our entire bloodline since its creation of it.”

Your life had turned on its head with this news and quickly it had become training of your quirk with your mother and study of spells and history with your grandfather. The news had traveled quickly through your family and they made it seem like you were some chosen one. While normal people in your family had gained just the simple witchcraft some stronger than others you had what was defined as Chaos Magic. Infinite magic that you could control on a whim with spells or even without. It was this power that made it dangerous in the wrong hands. The one downside of this quirk was the influence of your past or past life. With you gaining the Scarlet Witch’s power, her memories came to you. You would have dreams believing them to be wildly vivid and crazy but it was merely the memories of her life that you would see. You would always see them from her point of view and you would never see her.

Because of this influence of her past, you were forbidden to be around the Darkhold, while she had rejected the book swearing to never use it again the darkness still deep in her craved it. You could feel its power calling out to you, when you would pass by the room it was like voices were calling out to you. It was easy to avoid it physically though sometimes it was harder to on some days as you grew older the urge was growing stronger and your dreams had shifted from memories of her life with her family to when she had the Darkhold. There had been a time when you were dreaming about it using its power seeing through Wanda’s eyes of her using it, her fingers stained black like ash before you were violently woken from your dream. Your power had subconsciously sought out the book and when you had woken up to your parents holding you back and your grandparents standing in front of the case. You had slowly been taking the runes off the glass to unlock it while you dreamed. Your family was lucky to find you in time they weren’t sure what would’ve happened if you had it in your grasp. The book was moved somewhere that you never had access to but you could still feel it calling out to you.

Time passed and while magic could only do much death still won over. Your grandparents had to pay their due and soon it was only you and your parents, your mother now guarding the book. This had been around the time you had started school at U.A. and it had been hectic entering a new school full of people with crazy powers and that’s when you met the famously explosive blonde. He seemed to have some vendetta against you. What just because you got in through recommendation and beat him once in a fight? You tried your best to steer clear of him but it seemed like fate just kept putting you together. You both went to the same agency, not that either of you knew when you signed up, you had gotta group in with Bakugo and Midoriya during Finals Exam. Even during summer camp, you both had been kidnapped by villains they saw something in both of your quirks. Though they didn’t know the full extent of your history. Fate had seemed to put you two together and it seemed almost inevitable for you to not develop some sort of feelings. You weren’t even sure how it had happened it was just one day you noticed everything the both of you went through and it just hit you.

You would say you did a pretty good job hiding it, hidden behind snarky responses to the blonde, purposely picking fights with him so he could explode in rage, to just flat-up ignoring him. You were certain he couldn’t feel any emotion other than rage but then that day happened. You were called in with your agency which was Endeavor’s which Bakugo was not happy as usual for a mission. It was just supposed to be a simple evacuation of the civilians in the city for the Pros to do their work. You had never expected to watch people die so quickly in front of you and people you knew getting brutally injured. You felt helpless even with your power you couldn’t save everyone as a simple evacuation had turned into a battle of life or death. Seeing your teacher having to cut his own leg off, your mentor getting skewered and having the horrible truth of his son be reveal to him, your classmate Midoriya fighting ruthlessly breaking himself to keep you all safe, but it was Bakugo in that fraction of a second you had looked away to help stop the bleeding for your teacher placing runes around his wound using your magic to keep his heart rate up if it would slow down, you could hear the sound of flesh being ripped apart the smell of blood in the air as you watch as he pushes Midoriya out of the way taking the hit. The rivets from Shigaraki’s hand entering his body quickly ripping out of him and he beings to fall.

You were useless trying to keep Mr. Aizawa stable as he bled out while fighting with every being to run back out there and check on Bakugo to rip Shigaraki into pieces and anger and hate had grown in your heart for him. Both Manual and Rock Lock had to pull you off the battlefield to get Mr. Aizawa to safety your magic only doing so much and he needed a hospital. The second your teacher was in stable hands you had sprinted back to battle only to be met with the aftermath, a large creature was tied up by Best Jeanist who was bleeding heavily from his eyes and mouth and you placed a small spell that would dull the pain. You were shocked to see him finding the news that he was missing and that had been the reason you had interned with Endeavor the same with Bakugo. Todoroki and Iida were injured but not life-threatening, Nejire-chan had burns covering her and was unconscious as you tried placing some runes feeling her temperature was very high to lower it. Endeavor was unconscious as well with stab wounds where his lungs were blood practically coated him and you tried giving your stronger healing spells you knew. Finding Midoriya and Bakugo was definitely the worse, Midoriya’s arms were completely shattered his body worked beyond belief you weren’t sure how he was even alive. You were able to give a spell that dulled his pain and you could feel yourself growing weak using all these spells and overworking your quirk. You stumble over falling beside Bakugo he was conscious but slowly slipping. He had thought he was dying with this angel above him when it was just you. Your hands were shaky covered in the blood of multiple people, your body was covered in scrapes and some blood. Pushing through the pain and fatigue that was drawing at you, you perform your strongest healing spells trying to stop the bleeding but trying to focus on the hundred of other spells and runes you had to focus you could feel the spell slipping every few seconds. You were weak and you could do anything to save them. Why weren’t you fast, you could have pulled Bakugo away from the attack as well. If you had stronger magic if your quirk was stronger you could have helped stop Shigaraki. Mr. Aizawa would have lost his leg if you knew stronger magic to heal it.

The last thing you remember was the paramedics arriving quickly and transporting the heroes. A group coming over to you hunched over the bloody blonde the runes covering him fading in and out before you fell unconscious.

You stood in a dark room, with tall columns of stone and large firepits surrounding a table engraving covering the table and walls. Looking around seeing the open view of what looks like winter snow and the cold blow through but the heat of the large lamps keeps you warm.

“Wanda you must stop this!” A voice calls out and you turn seeing a man who looked almost rotting corpse says being burned as he speaks.

“All of this will be over when I see my boys.” A woman’s voice calls out and you turn seeing a woman standing in front of the table where another girl is pinned there runes glowing red as power drains from her getting absorbed into the other woman. Was this her…you’ve never had this dream before and you’ve never seen her always witnessed through her eyes. She has light auburn hair and cold green eyes, she’s wearing red robes and regalia and a red chest plate with long sleeves where her heart should be there is a blackness coming out. Was this the darkness taking over? The red and black ankle-length skirt ruffles in the breeze the open front showing the black pants and black boots she has on. Resting delicately on her head shimmering a slight red the same tiara in your first vision. Magic pours out of the girl moving into Wanda as she glares at the rotting corpse. But this didn’t make sense she was supposed to be fighting her family before she gives up the Darkhold.

“Wanda they were never real you must stop this madness!” Another man says and you are even more confused. This isn’t real, how could they not be real, if she never had children how could your whole family be alive?

“My children are real! And once I take America’s power I will travel to a different universe and be happy with them.” She shouts her eyes flashing red and you watch in horror as she quickly defeats the corpse and the other man killing him before continuing her spell, the Darkhold appears beside her as the young girl screams out her power being sucked out of her. You try to scream and try affecting this memory but you’re frozen in place. You feel fear run through you seeing Wanda look right at you, this didn’t make sense this was a memory.

“You’re not strong enough to save them Y/n…” She says as she completely absorbs the young girl’s power, she could have been older than you probably 14-15 years old. The girl slumps over and you knew she was dead. Wanda sighs feeling this strong quirk settle in her and she moves over to you the Darkhold floating beside her and you could feel its power radiating and your hand twitches to grab it, “You want to save your friends do you not?” She tilts her head and you look away from the dead girl to the woman in front of you, was this the woman you were meant to become? You slowly nod and she grins.

“Then get the Darkhold. It will give you everything you need.” She explains, “You want to keep Bakugo safe right?”

“Yes! I want to make sure everyone is safe…but it’s our duty to protect everyone even ourselves from the Darkhold.” You look down and she frowns grabbing your chin with her black-stained fingers making you look at her.

“They’re keeping you away from it because they are selfish. You’re just trying to keep them all safe, your parents, your friends, the heroes. If they are stopping you from protecting them all…aren’t they the villains in this story?” She points out and you can’t help but agree with her. Wanda used the Darkhold to protect her family to protect your family and you had to do the same for yours. She pulls away and with a wave of her hands a portal opens revealing a new world, was this your universe?

“Go Y/n, you mustn’t let the book fall into the wrong hands, you are the only person I trust to protect the book.” She says over her shoulder walking through the portal.

“Wanda!” You call out and she stops looking back, “Why now am I only seeing you after everything?” She smiles looking at you.

“It took me years to find the Darkhold and even longer to travel the multiverse. I’ve known every single step you will take the second you were born, I needed to see if you were ready to learn the truth.” She says turning away and looking back once more, “I’ve been waiting for you for a long time Y/n…you are my chance of starting again…to complete what I’ve always dreamed of.”

“What dream? What do I have to do?!” You call out as she steps further into the portal and voices start to fill your head.

“Get the Darkhold and I will return again.”

You had woken disoriented and in a hospital no recollection of how you got there and what had happened. All the memories of the war had hit you flashes of your classmates and mentors bleeding out in front of you. The feeling of guilt for not being strong enough and feeling useless with your power. This was the first time heroes had lost and none of you what to do next. You were quickly discharged your injuries were not as severe mainly just over-exhaustion from your quirk. You were released into custody but were confused when you only saw your father why had it looked like he was crying and why did he have a bandage on his head and scratches on his body?

You felt like sinking into the ground and letting it crush you when the words left your father’s mouth. Your mother was dead. Apparently, the creature you had found when you returned to the battle was originally in Gunga Mountain Villa and to get all the way to Jaku it had viciously torn through towns and cities. Your hometown had ended up being in its path and with all the heroes fighting none of the civilians had been prepared. The creature tore right through your home and your mother had quickly without hesitation grabbed the Darkhold and placed an indestructible spell around your father before the rumble took over. Your father was found by rescue holding your mother who clutched the Darkhold in her hands, her fingers ashen just like all its past users had been. The corruption was visible but her death had been quick. You felt numb and also filled with emotions. You didn’t care that you were loudly crying in your father’s arms in the middle of the hall. You hadn’t even seen Bakugo getting pulled away by his classmates from seeing Midoriya but they had paused seeing you in distress. The blonde had tried moving towards you but they had to pull him back to his room so he didn’t go over to you.

This war having so many casualties and a massive prison break caused Japan to go to ruin. Your only family left had uprooted their home to join the shelter that was U.A. The two of you had a small funeral spreading the ashes by the cherry tree where your father proposed to your mother before you had to return to U.A. Your home was completely decimated just pillars of marble and old runes carved in an outline of your home but now just rubble. Your class had suffered as well, Midoriya had disappeared revealing that he had this important power and that Shigaraki and All For One were after him so he had to leave to protect you all.

Bakugo was certain following Jaku something in you had changed, news had traveled fast through the class that your mother had died during Gigantomachia's rampage through the cities. Obviously, they had given you time to grieve being a shoulder to cry on anything you needed they were there. Even Bakugo had lightened up, there had been a moment when he had actually come up to you to thank you. You pushed yourself to keep everyone alive and if you hadn’t been there none of them know what would’ve happened. But then the grieving turned into a different emotion, while you all trained to stay in shape you seemed filled with anger. You deserved to be angry after what happened but it was something beyond anger, like a rage that wouldn’t just take down villains but also everyone around them. You were willing to harm anything and anyone to get what you want kind of rage. The rage that blinds you and makes you do stupid shit. If he hadn’t been watching you attentively following Jaku he wouldn’t have noticed you going out late to the open field by the dorm for hours before looking tired but you would repeat this multiple times even if it looked like you didn’t want to. Even during training your punches were stronger, and sharper, and by using your quirk you were taking and giving blows like nothing. There had been a time you had punched Kirishima while he was hardened and shattered one of your fingers and needed a brace but the next day it was completely healed even without Recovery Girl. You waved it off saying you learned a new spell but even your healing spells weren’t that strong to heal bone. It was until he noticed this book you seemed to carry with you everywhere, it looked like an old book he wasn’t sure how it was staying together. There had been a time you walked past him the book held firmly in your grasp as if someone would come by and snatch it from you. He almost fell back from the feeling he got hit with. It was the same feeling when he met All For One in Kamino or saw Shigaraki during Jaku, that sense of evil and the fear that has your life flash before your eyes. He watched you walk towards a far corner of the gym his nerves on edge. What the hell was this book?

It seemed that others were noticing the changes in you that he had picked up weeks ago. The first noticeable thing was your hands, you had come down for breakfast and Kirishima pointed out your hands and when he looked over your fingers were stained black almost like they were rotten or frostbitten beyond belief. Everyone was concerned rightfully but you brushed it off saying it was a spell that had an effect but these ‘effects’ had just started and were only growing more bold as you seemed to be hesitant to speak to anyone. During training you had been taking a sip of your water a looked away for a second and Kaminari had come over with the rest of the group snatching up your book.

“Didn’t expect you to be a bookworm L/n? Or is this some sort of diary?” He smirks opening the book to see whatever dirty secrets are in there. In was instant a blast of magic hit Kaminari in the chest sending him flying across the gym and shocking everyone in the room. The book fell from his grasp opening on the floor and everyone near it could feel this dread fill them. The book slammed shut with a loud crack whipping into your grasp as you look frantic at them all ready to either fight or runoff. Your hand was still raised your stained fingers covered in magic still holding Kaminari down and he could feel the air leaving his chest from the pressure.

“L/N! Y/N!” Your classmates yelled out snapping you out of your head you quickly drop your hand and the electric boy sits up gasping for air a few of your classmates surrounding him. Your eyes dart around and you pause meeting the red eyes of the blonde watching this all. Bakugo stared at the fear and anger in your eyes, you looked ready to fight whoever try to grab the book grasped in your hand. The red glow from your eyes fades away and you swipe your hand in the air and trail of red smoke appears covering you and once it clears you're gone leaving your classmates all confused and almost fearful. Something had changed you and Bakugo had a feeling it had to do with the book you were so attached to.

After that incident, your classmates had been hesitant around you but Kaminari said it was his own fault, that he shouldn’t have touched your stuff. Your broken class incomplete knew you need Midoriya back and a plan was created to find him. You had gotten permission from Nezu and got a tracker device from Endeavor that showed where Midoriya was your class had come together to get him to return. It was a long and emotional battle getting the One For All user to return with each of you all pouring your fond memories with the boy. It wasn’t until Bakugo’s final words broke the shell around him to return back with your class.

Fighting the school to allow the boy back into the school had been a hassle but Midoriya had returned to U.A. Your class was once whole again and it was only a matter of time for you all to return to fight against Shigaraki and All For One. It was late one night when most of the class was asleep some awake in the common area surprisingly Bakugo was one of those awake despite this strict bed schedule. The blonde was sitting on the floor against one of the couches he had one of his gauntlets in front of him working on it while others were doing other things, he wanted peace and quiet but damn Dek-Izuku and Icy-hot were there as well with the rest of the extras that clung onto him. They were talking or doing their own thing when someone new entered the common area coming from the kitchen, a girl with power beyond comprehension. The room went silent for a bit seeing her enter some of the Bakusquad still felt hesitant since the incident with Kaminari. Midoriya was informed of everything that has happened to you when he noticed your quirk was much stronger and the physical changes in your appearance.

“Hey, L/n couldn’t get sleep?” Midoriya speaks up first and you glance at him almost as if you were looking through him. They all couldn’t help but feel awkward as you were silent taking too longer to come up with a response to a simple question. Bakugo wasn’t trying to be as obvious watching you, you were dressed casually in your sleep clothes and you didn’t look as tired as he has seen you some nights. He would have let this odd behavior aside if he hadn’t noticed a small detail different from you. You held a glass of water between your hands but your fingers were normal, not stained black but s/c skin. It was also the fact you also weren’t holding your book, he’s never seen you without it even though any normal person would just lock their room you were adamant about keeping it on your person. With this information, he knew something was off about you, and you had finally responded.

“Yeah…though a drink would help.” You say and it almost felt forced like your words were scripted. The green-haired boy nodded not sure what to say next but you had already gotten left leaving them all confused about that whole interaction.

“That…was weird..” Sero says they were still looking at where you stood, Bakugo especially looking hard at where you stood but a glimpse of something caught his eye. Where you stood was in front of the large glass windows facing the outside training area and the forest. It was a small second but he caught a flash of red light from the forest and it had the blonde standing up.

“Hey, Bakubro where you off to?” Kirishima says and when the blonde grabs his gauntlet pulling on the glove before the large weapon confusing everyone, “Woah Bakugo what are you doing?”

“Kacchan what’s wrong?” Midoriya calls out to him getting up as well, as the boy heads toward the door leading outside. Following him, Midoriya, Todoroki, Kirishima, Sero, Mina, and Kaminari.

The cool air chills their skin as they watch Bakugo stand ahead of them looking out into the dark forest in silence before they all see it a flash of red coming from the forest. They all follow the boy as he treks into the forest still confused about what he was going after until they heard a voice and it was not one they were familiar with. The seven of them reached a clearing standing right on the edge when what they saw shocked them all. There you stood even though they saw you inside just a few minutes ago surrounded by a circle of lit candles the ground dead beneath her. You bring your palms up towards you the red glow of your magic appearing from your hands as you draw one hand out and appearing from thin air the book you were so attached to. They all watch in wonder as it flips open a dark energy pouring out of it sending shivers down each of their spines. Your rotting fingers make gestures and runes appear around you and the candles flicker before growing brighter. Appearing on the crown of your head is a tiara glowing with magic, suddenly a pool of smoke emerges from the ground billowing up. This kind of magic you possessed what something they’d never seen before and they couldn’t help but fear. Shouldn’t U.A. be alerted that someone or something was entering the barrier they watched as the smoke starts to shape out a person and once it disappears they see a woman dressed in some sort of outfit and they all recognized the same tiara that had appeared on you was physically on the woman. Was this a hero or a villain none of them had heard of? Bakugo’s eyes widen seeing the woman’s hand reach out and the same magic he’s seen you use appears from her hands and her fingers were tainted black like her.

“You getting better with it. Slow but learning” The woman calls out and her hand reaches out the book coming to rest in her grasp they were surprised to see you not panic knowing it was in someone else's grasp. The similarities between the two of you were eerie it seemed both of you possessed the same quirk and you both knew what this book was.

“You had decades to learn all its secrets, I have days. None of us know when Shigaraki is going to attack and I need to be strong enough.” You say looking at the woman for guidance.

“Still in weeks you’ve perfected most spells that have taken me years to perfect, you’re astral projection while contacting the dead it’s not an easy feat to learn in just a few weeks.” The woman says and you look down at your feet still feeling disappointed.

“You said you would return once I got the Darkhold and I’ve been studying everything I could. I’ve grown stronger but how will I know if I’m strong enough to keep everyone safe.” You say stepping towards the woman who glances away from the Darkhold. She could easily see the corruption the book had caused on you feeding off that fear you couldn’t protect everyone, you had already failed with the death of your mother.

“It is in your grasp the most powerful object in the multiverse, men have killed for this and they will continue to for the rest of eternity. You my dear child hold my blood, my power, and my dreams. Fight to save those you care and love for.” The woman says and with a wave of her hands, the books open up and appear in globes of red each of them connecting to one another like a web. The hidden students see versions of themselves each living different lives or at different points in time, “And if you fail in this world? Start anew until you find the world that is for you. The multiverse is in our grasp to control as we see fit, in your hands you hold the cosmos. My Y/n….my Scarlet Witch.”

The mysterious woman’s words strike hard in them, if they failed you would what? Just leave and start anew with a different universe of them and what leaves them in the messed up universe of theirs. And this book this Darkhold Bakugo knew it was dangerous but he had no idea it was the kind that would have people kill each other for it.

“Now your little friends should come out of hiding…it’s rude to snoop around.” The woman says and before anyone could react a red mist covers all of them and they are pulled into the clearing bound in front of the two women.

“Hey! Let us go!” Mina says struggling in her binding of magic, the others shout similar responses even trying to use their quirks to break free but it was useless even the One For All user was unable to break free.

“Just children…these are the ones you’re so keen on protecting?” The woman says looking almost disappointed looking at the U.A. students.

“Let us go you witch or I’ll fucking blow you to bits!” The blonde spits at her trying to use his gauntlet but with a wave of her hand, it disappears. The woman smirks raising her hand and he’s forced to stand as she steps towards him. Her stained fingers grasp his chin looking deep into his eyes her eyes flashing red and he can feel a probing sensation in his head.

“Ahh….so this is Bakugo? Y/n I thought you would find someone who would be on your level and not so….” She tilts her head looking down at the angry blonde, “weak.”

“Stop it, Wanda.” Your voice calls out and the older woman looks over at the girl.

“You’re a being of infinite power, I chose you to continue my legacy. You deserve only the best if not in this universe then maybe we must continue to a new one.” Wanda says and your classmates look at the woman and you are shocked. Wanda drops Bakugo to the ground still bound as he glares at the woman but then looks over at you who is silently looking away. You weren’t really considering abandoning them all for what a better reality? Wanda twists her hands and appears from the Darkhold a view of a universe.

“You can go to one where this war never happened, your teachers and mentors never would have been hurt or killed, All For One and Shigaraki wouldn’t exist if you will it, your mother would still be alive,” They can see your eyes widen hearing the mention of your mother and your classmates pleads fell on deaf ears. Had this corruption and influence of this past life won you over?

“The multiverse is in your grasp you just need to want it.” She says and you stare at the new world, a new life in wonder. A second chance.

“Y/n,” Bakugo’s voice makes you look away from the Darkhold, “You’re a coward if you abandon this world. If you’re going to leave us in this hell to keep changing your life until you’re happy…then you’re no better than those villains.” You freeze looking at the blonde.

“Please L/n…if this book is as dangerous as she says it is no one should have that kind of power. This isn’t like you!” Midoriya tries to reason with you.

“We’re the only ones who deserve this power… she needs it to protect my future!” Wanda says and you pause listening to her words.

“Your future…” You whisper looking at her and she quickly picks up on her mistake, “You swore to never use the Darkhold again…you did this for your children..but none of it was true.” You shake your head taking a step away from the woman, “You killed innocent people for your gain through many universes just to get what you wanted and made it seem like you were good all along. You only cared about yourself from the beginning the second this book was in your grasp.”

“You’re being ridiculous Y/n..I’m doing this all for you…I’m giving you a chance to start again,” She says trying to convince you but you step further away your foot touching the edge of the circle of candles and they flicker almost going out Wanda winces, and Bakugo notices that, had this spell only work with you still inside the circle?

“No, you’re only doing it for yourself! So you get a second chance to live again,” You shout your eyes flashing red and Wanda’s glow in return challenging you, “No I reject you...I reject this! I wanted to keep my family safe but not leave the world to burn for my benefit.” Swiping your hand out the Darkhold rips from her grasp into yours.

“No one deserves this power…not even us.” “Y/N DON’T!” You say and Wanda shouts out rushing to stop you but your swipe your hands out and the ritual around you get destroyed the circle of candles breaks going out and the Scarlet Witch stumbles her body beginning to break down.

“You need me! You need it and you’ll come crawling back to it..you can’t resist its pull. It’s in your blood.” She spits out and you say nothing as she fades to smoke. The binding around your classmates breaks and they stand up now free looking at you still holding the Darkhold.

“L/n…?” Midoriya calls out and you look up at the seven of them.

“I’m sorry…” You say looking away ashamed and you hear footsteps draw near and a hand rest on your shoulder looking up and seeing Kirishima in front of you.

“It wasn’t your fault…” He says and you look at your classmates who nod in agreement. You make eye contact with Bakugo unsure of what he was feeling but the idea of leaving this world…leaving him you didn’t know what to do. Looking down at the Darkhold still in your grasp you knew what you had to do. Holding your hand out your magic surrounds your hand as runes appear on the book using its power for the last time. The Darkhold floats in front of you and you cross your hands in two different directions and the book vanishes and you can feel your powers and your body weaken having it gone.

“Where did it go?” Kaminari says and Kirishima holds your elbow seeing you grow faint for a second.

“Somewhere far outside our galaxy and that could only be returned with a spell from the Darkhold..” You say the corruption and obsessed feeling the book had on you fading but had taken a toll on you, “I’m sorry for everything…I wanted to keep everyone safe but did the opposite.”

“Like you said it’s a power no one should have, you were only thinking of the best.” Mina says the rest of them joining you, “Come on we should head back it’s already late enough.” You nod exhausted not having the power to keep you steady and strong. The Bakusquad leads you back to the forest Todoroki and Midoriya follow leaving Bakugo staring at the destroyed ritual and where the Darkhold once was.

“Kacchan?” Midoriya calls out to the blonde seeing him stray behind rejoining him.

“That book, the Darkhold…if it came from a different universe..does that mean one exists here?” Bakugo thinks out loud his voice soft. He saw firsthand what power like that could do to someone. Luckily you overcame it but what if it fell into someone else’s hands, what if Shigaraki had that power…or All For One. They wouldn’t try to fight it and would probably destroy this world and thousands of others.

“That kind of power doesn’t seem like it could be recreated…but I don’t know. Maybe it’s already protected or has been destroyed already. We can only think of the best.” Midoriya says trying to think hopefully but he had thought the same thing. The two boys left with the same thought in their heads, they could only hope that book was long destroyed or hidden somewhere so no one would ever find it.

With your rejection and removal of the Darkhold, the war you would all have to face drew closer. You had found out about another casualty, the Number One Hero of America had sacrificed herself trying to help stop Shigaraki. Her sacrifice gave us all more time to prepare as she had damaged Shigaraki enough so he wasn’t perfected yet and time for the Pros to come up with a plan. It came so unexpectedly but hit hard for you all to find out one of your classmates was a traitor. The thought you all were working to become heroes had cracked with this news, Aoyama had been the reason your class got attacked, why Bakugo and yourself got kidnapped, everything was because of him. He and his parents were arrested but your class still needed to continue on going out of the barrier to do search missions. When you had returned All Might and the detective had met with you all and the final plan was prepared. While your classmates discussed with each other about this plan you were pulled aside by All Might and the detective.

“We must ask you something Young L/n and you must be honest for the sake of this war.” All Might says and you nod a bit nervous and concerned about what he could have to ask.

“With your quirk being so unique and your family well known for your family sharing variations to your quirk, we spoke to your father about anything about your family that could be a part of your quirk to help us.” The detective says and you nod slowly, “Your quirk is a very strong one that could even rival against a lot of Pros quirks so we must ask you…” He reveals their plan that involves you.

“You want me to fight All For One…?” You say shocked, you had thought you would be involved with your classmates to fight regular villains but not the deadliest villain.

“You would be fighting alongside Hawks and Endeavor but yes we believe your quirk would be an opponent against his multitude of quirks, and your father had informed us of an object that would give us all an upper hand.” The detective says, “Your father said it was a book called The Darkhold..”

You instantly step back and they can feel the panic come off you, “That is something of power that should not be in any man’s hand. Only death follows with the user and what if it falls into All For One’s hands? That sort of power is not what we need falling into his hands.” Just the thought of it sent chills down your spine, it had been a few weeks since you rejected the Darkhold and while its darkness had left small parts of it still remained in each user, the corruption of your mind from the book had permanently stained your fingers with your sins, you had only had them look normal due to an illusion runes you had to upkeep. Your mind was also plagued with nightmares of the Darkhold falling into the wrong hands or if you had let the darkness take over.

“Besides the Darkhold could never be retrieved it’s better no one ever thinks of trying to find it.” You say and you could see the disappointment in both of them, a way they could have had leverage had disappeared, “I’m sorry but even if I had it, I swore to never let the Darkhold influence others.”

The conversation was quickly dropped and the plan of you to still fight All For One stood. It was the night before you would leave U.A. for the war to begin again. You sat in the common room on one of the couches the lights out the moonlight being your only source and the magic floating around your fingers having dropped the illusion on your appearance. Your mind still ran with thoughts on what you would do if you still had the Darkhold but you shook them away. The remnants of the corruption still deep inside you, you couldn’t deny Wanda’s words. The urge to have the book and all that power was in your blood.

“What are you doing up?” A voice called out and you jump dropping your hands and hiding them as a person emerges from the shadows, quickly taking in the spikey blonde hair and those crimson eyes.

“Bakugo…” You whisper out as he stands a few feet away, “Couldn’t fall asleep just nerves keeping me awake.” You say pushing your hair back instinctively and your eyes widen seeing his gaze focus on your hands. You quickly tuck your hands under your armpits hiding them and looking away embarrassed. It’s silent and you’re hoping he left but you felt the couch shift with a new weight.

“It’s stupid to hide your hands, no one cares about it.” He says side-eyeing you and you softly nod bringing your hands out and resting them on your knees. Silence fills the room and you glance at him as he stares forward so you see his profile. Your eyes trace over his sharp feature but at the same time some of his features were soft, his normally angry eyes were relaxed and the scowl that seemed permanently etched onto his face was a soft line. Your gaze trails from his mouth back to his eyes and you quickly look away seeing him watching you. Heat flushes your face having been caught but he doesn’t say anything about it.

“So…why are you up?” You say and he leans his head back glancing at you before looking up at the ceiling.

“Couldn’t sleep..too many things on my mind.” He says and you nod picking at your nails to distract yourself before you speak up.

“Wanna talk about them..?” You spit out and he looks over at you and you regret speaking, “If you want to! You don’t have you probably don’t want to talk to someone you barely even know.” You wave your hands in front of you.

“The Darkhold or whatever..” He says and you pause looking at him though he is still looking away, “It came from a different universe or whatever world that witch bastard came from.” You smile slightly hearing him have no fear insult your ancestor who was one of the most powerful beings.

“Yeah, I guess…my parents told me she only search for it to protect her family,” You chuckle slightly, “Guess we were all wrong and she only used it for whatever power-hungry dream she had.”

“Well, she must have settled down or something, or else you wouldn’t exist.” Bakugo brings up and you nod, memories of her in that temple castle thing. The people trying to stop her before she killed them off and took that girl’s power.

“I guess so…why do you ask?” You ask.

“If it existed in her universe…does it exist here? She said you could live in a universe that you were happy in if that included us or not…does that mean in each universe there is that kind of power.” He says and you can’t help but feel nervous. You had gotten rid of it for this reason exactly. That sort of power was never meant for men and already hearing it from All Might you couldn’t help but be nervous…did Bakugo want this power…did he want you to find it?

“I don’t know…maybe besides that sort of power shouldn’t be in the hands of anyone. It better lost somewhere than ever found.” You say looking away. He nods looking forward before he glances back at you.

“Good…like you said no one should have that sort of power…even for good.” You look at him the two of you staring at each other the moonlight highlighting the both of you. Shut up you stupid heart, you could feel your heart pounding in your chest. You did well hiding your feelings before you can do it now. But why was he looking at you like that, why wasn’t he yelling at you or challenging you to fight him?

“If you had that kind of power..” You start, “Would you give yourself a second chance?” It’s quiet and you almost want to take back what you said as he presses his lips together.

“No,” He says and you look at him surprised, “If we were meant to be given second chances we would have been but if not then I’ll live my life. Sure I have regrets we all do but that’s what life is.” You were surprised, the hot-headed egotistical boy was no longer there but a mature still slightly explosive man was there instead. This war had changed everyone for the good or worse but you hadn’t expected this from him.

“Besides if I need to cheat my way for my dream of becoming the Number One Hero then it’s not a real win.” He smirks and you laugh out loud at his comment, still the same boy. He watches you laugh and he couldn’t describe the tightness in his chest all of a sudden. He better not be getting sick before this fight. Calming yourself down you look back at him,

“Bakugo…” He hums in response listening in, “I’m glad to have met you in this universe.” You say and he’s quiet for a second before looking over at you the fast beating of your chest and the tightness in his own taking over the both of you.

“Yeah…you’re not too bad yourself.”

The sounds of yelling and fighting flood your ears. Your conversation with Bakugo had been more than 24 hours ago and since then you two were busy packing, saying goodbye to his parents and your father before you were sent to a secure location with your class before the fight that was to begin. The most the two of you got were short words between each other or one-sided glances. You two weren’t going to be on the same mission, you joining Endeavor and Hawks at Gunga Mountain Villa fighting All For One while Bakugo was to be with Midoriya fighting Shigaraki. During the initial attack of the heroes and villains, the two of you had the briefest glance and you both went to your respective portals. The fight was quickly fast and you felt like you couldn’t keep up but as the fight continued on word had reached that Todoroki took down Dabi.

You dodge a barrage of razors from All For One some knicking your skin but you bring your hands up a barrier of magic blocking your vital organs twisting in the air and throwing a blast of magic that hits All For One in the chest sending him flying back for a second. He steadies himself sensing you through his mask. Your magic keeps you levitating as you prepare another spell.

“Now I definitely felt that kind of magic before. It’s different from quirks more natural like your family isn’t that right Y/n?” He calls out and you shiver hearing his name on his tongue. When the two of you met during Kamino you truly thought you were going to die then. It wasn’t until your classmates rescued the two of you but that feeling never shook off you. “Your family is special, especially the woman who started your bloodline, the Scarlet Witch was it..you gave yourself that hero name after all.”

Dread covers your face hearing her name…how did he know about her?! “Scarlet focus don’t let him get to you!” Hawks calls out seeing the fear cross your face, he didn’t know much about you but with your quirk and how you were handling yourself against All For One and your family name, you definitely were a fair opponent. All For One seeing the crack form puts all his attacks into breaking you down still defending himself against Endeavor and Hawks but this U.A. had revealed a fatal opening. You’re quickly put on the defense shielding yourself from attacks or teleporting away from them to give yourself distance though it’s quickly closed.

“I never knew there was a way to travel through the universe but she had done it and that made her dangerous! Chaos Magic is what you called it?! Spontaneous creation…though I see none coming from you. It’s like no other quirk I’ve seen. She had something I wanted…that you’re family kept protected and hidden but you now have it.” All For One says sending a shockwave that sends you flying back having to regain focus to keep flying.

“So where is it!? Using your magic to hide it? Hand over the Darkhold!” He yells out and you send out a blast of magic that gets him caught in the crosshairs of both Endeavor and Hawks who send a wall of flames and Hawks goes to chip away at the mask. An rivets explode from him and you sent out runes quickly to shield the two pros but weren’t fast enough feeling it pierce your skin. The rivets dig into your arms and leg keeping you up in the air you felt one of the rivets cut into your side hissing in pain.

“If you won’t reveal yourself I’ll just make you,” You feel fire enter your body as your quirk activates without your control or will. You scream in pain feeling him push your magic to strive for the Darkhold and for a brief moment you sense it the dark energy. A tiara of chaos magic starts appearing on your head that the villain grins seeing this and the two heroes look surprised. It was in this universe…it was somewhere out there and your quirk was going to find it. Arms wrap around your waist ripping the rivets out of your body and holding you as your body shakes from that large rush of magic. All For One sends another attack at you but Hawks dodges still holding you in his arms. Using your magic to levitate yourself feeling your blood stain your costume, Endeavor arrives next to you the three of you watching the villain for his next move.

“He knows of the Darkhold and if he forces me to retrieve it this war will quickly be in his favor,” You huff out drawing runes in the air a quick spell to stop the bleeding on your wounds but not to heal as that would require more focus. While you had Chaos Magic and even with your studies with the Darkhold you had never tapped into using that magic. To warp reality was something you never tried in fear of causing harm to others, but in that moment you felt a shift. That small taste of true chaos magic and it frightened you.

“Get out of here L/n,” Endeavor says glancing at his intern and you look at him shocked, “If what you say is true and All For One can force you then you need to stay away from him.”

“But I’m needed here! What if you need a spell-” You say looking at the two older heroes.

“That’s an order!” Endeavor says, “Join the others at U.A. and assist Jeanist until Midoriya arrives!” You look at your mentor seeing the fire burning in his eyes and you look over at Hawks as he flips his swords to have them facing down.

“Go kid, we got this.” He sends a small smirk before all of you dodge a large shockwave from All For One. You quickly create a shield in front of all of you and he keeps pushing forward making you push back. Your eyes glow a bright red and you send a large blast of magic aiming at the chip in his mask seeing it crack as he’s thrown back. Hawks and Endeavor rush forward.

“GO NOW!” Endeavor yells out as All For One tries to go after you but is held back by the top two heroes. Drawing your hands out in front of you creating runes to search for Bakugo in Japan before sensing it. You catch the one last look of the villain sending an attack right at you but you twist your hands disappearing in a cloud of smoke the quirk going right through.

At the floating school, it shakes with the large attacks of Shigaraki’s mutation the heroes and students there fighting against this new upgrade.

“Keep on your toes! We have to keep moving!! Lest he swallow us up!! Continue to evade, and target his core!!” Best Jeanist yells out to them all quickly using his quirk to pull Bakugo out of the way from a mass of hands. Bakugo could feel his explosions grow stronger with each attack the sweat building in his palms and the one gauntlet he had left. He was trying to focus on this battle in front of him but he still was thinking of where the hell Deku was. He was right behind him before he entered the portal and then he was pulled off into a different one. Then there was you, he didn’t want to worry about you but when he learned you were to be fighting against All For One with Endeavor and Hawks he couldn’t help the nerves. He knew you were capable of protecting yourself and you had the top two pros with you but the tightness in his chest hadn’t faded.

“Look, I dunno if that’s Shigaraki or All For One droning on right now…” He yells exploding more hunks of flesh as the added support gear appears from his collar resting on his back, “But either way, I’m about to hurl from hearing it. Ever since Kamino! Nothing but yap, yap, yap!!” He glares at the villain ready to give it his all to go plus ultra.

“HOPE YOU’RE READY….TO BE SWISS CHEESE!!” The equipment and his own hands send out a barrage of explosions all around him doing quite a deal of damage, “GOTTA DESTROY HIS REAL BODY!! ALL OF US TOGETHER!!” While Monoma and Sensei have still their quirk quirks locked down with Erasure…while Kaminari’s team…is still keeping this arena powered up! While Yaoyorozu and them…are still replacing the ground to stand on!

“YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT SOME BIG DISPARITY? LACK OF UNDERSTANDING? DREAD? GUESS WHAT-IV’E LONG SINCE TAKEN ALL THAT CRAP TO HEART.” Bakugo yells out his body pushing past that barrier as explosion and explosion goes off against Shigaraki.

“Bakugo!” Best Jeanist yells out seeing how close he was to Shigaraki and how much damage he had done.

“AND I’VE SEEN…A REAL STEP TOWARD PROGRESS, WITH ALL THAT. IT MIGHT TAKE TIME, BUT SOME PEOPLE I KNOW ARE TRYING TO PUSH FORWARD. THANKS ANYWAY, BUT YOU CAN SHOVE YOUR SERMON…YA NUTSACK-FACED HANDYMAN!” Bakugo yells out. Since going to U.A. he had his dream, win first place at the Sports Festival, intern with the top heroes, graduate and become Number One and beat that damn Deku. But it had changed, he still wanted to become Number One but he could live to be a hero if he still had people beside him…having you by his side. When this was over he was going to tell you that you were going to work at his agency. He was fine taking the snarky comments or you kicking his ass with ease if it would allow him to see you smile when you think no one is watching. Or see how gracefully you treat your quirk that it was almost pretty. That was his dream now and he was going to fight to make it come true. Starting with his strongest attack to end this damn extra.

“HOWITZER IMPACT: CLUSTER!” “GREAT EXPLOSION MURDER GOD…DYNAMIGHT!!”

A bright flash of light and the heat from the explosion shakes the floating school shocking everyone. But what they hadn’t expected was the arrival of someone and how quickly they had taken the attack that was meant for the blonde. All Bakugo saw was a flash of red before blood filled the air, it wasn’t until he saw their features, the h/c hair, your hero costume that was ripped in places blood staining it. You had just appeared taking a blow that was meant for him seeing your face get battered in the process.

“Now I hadn’t expected this…but you are someone I’ve been warned of..” Shigaraki says and you quickly try to raise your arm to protect the two of you when you feel the crushing sensation and a pain unlike anything fill you. Your scream fills the air alerting the many there of the new arrival, Bakugo watches in horror seeing your arm in Shigaraki’s grasp crush beyond belief and the right side of your face bleeding out. You glare at him blood and tears fill your eyes and he quickly blocks the attacks from Best Jeanist and Mirko. Bakugo is paralyzed staring at you. No, this wasn’t supposed to happen, you were supposed to be fighting All For One, safe with Endeavor and Hawks not here. Why were you here?

“Hey….which fool suggested close combat as the way to go? Cuz getting up close and personal with me…means you’re in for an intimate taste..” Shigaraki says flinging you off to the side and hitting the ground struggling to push yourself to your knees your crushed arm limp in front of you, “Of power on par with All Might’s.” The wind pressure from Shigaraki’s swipe sends them all flying back, Bakugo flew back hitting the ground and pushing himself up sweat pooling down his face the true look of fear on his face his hands are limp at his side he could see a few feet away you struggling to hold yourself up. The smoke clears as Shigaraki stares at you trying to put runes on your arm not being able to fully with only one hand. Most spells require two hands and he completely took away half of your arsenal it was so sudden when you arrived to be attacked. Bakugo sees the villain move his gaze from the girl to himself and the look on his face showed that Shigaraki knew what had become Bakugo’s weakness. The tightness in his chest felt like he couldn’t breathe at all, the weakness in his bones the inability to keep fighting just wanting to grab you and take you far away.

“Katsuki Bakugo…too weak to protect someone you care for,” Shigaraki calls out to the blonde as his gaze flicks to you struggling to create any spells and to this abomination in front of him, “The only thing about you…that catches my interest…is how..you’re closer to Izuku Midoriya and the Scarlet Witch than anyone else.” Shigaraki’s gaze moves to you as you look at him through a blood-filled vision.

“You can stop this! Where’s the power I was warned of!” His voice echoes across the whole battlefield and even Aizawa and the others outside the barrier can hear him, “WHERE IS THE DARKHOLD! WHERE’S THE SCARLET WITCH I’M MEANT TO FEAR!” He says as you try not to pass out from the pain just glaring at him and Shigaraki smirks seeing the chaos magic creating the motif of the Scarlet Witch, the same tiara Bakugo had recognized appearing glowing on your head.

“MANDALAY! ANY UPDATE ON MIDORIYA!?” Aizawa shouts out feeling the fear run deep in his chest,

“I can’t reach him!” Mandalay shouts back and Aizawa shouts, “But you could earlier?!”

“Barrier or not, the wonky electromagnetic waves are affecting things. I’ve been getting nothing but static for a while now.” She responds and Aizawa grits his teeth.

“Bakugo! L/n!” He yells out, “JEANIST!! MIRKO!! EDGESHOT!! DAMMIT, YOU GOTTA PROTECT THOSE TWO!! ONCE THEY GRADUATE FROM U.A….THEY’RE AIMING TO BE NUMBER ONE.”

You cry out as Shigaraki kicks you down, the man finding great pleasure seeing just a few feet away the student that was so ready to bring him down reduced to a scared child watching someone they care for be beaten down.

“Izuku Midoriya was supposed to be here, right?” Shigaraki calls out his foot pressing down on your head, “So he’s bound to show up soon, hmmm? On that note, having my quirk erased right now is a blessing in disguise.”

Your non-injured hand swipes out to send a blast of magic when he throws you up into the air your magic missing him as he clutches your throat. “SHUT UP-” You could feel the air leaving your body and the pressure making you gasp for air.

“Cuz your corpse will be left intact…Yes, he’ll have a lovely present waiting when he arrives. Remember his sheer fury when I poked Bakugo full of holes last time? Then I kill Bakugo after so he can watch knowing he failed. I’ll only ask once more.” Shigaraki says as his hand mutates growths crushing your body blood spraying in the air as you fail to breathe, “Where is the Darkhold.”

Nejire and Suneater try fighting against him but Shigaraki uses you as a shield blocking off their attacks as you stay limp in his hand. His body sends a large attack continuing to mutate with growths.

“My body continues to adapt! Scurry away like insects! Nothing can bring me down!” Shigaraki cackles before you feel hands wrap around your waist and you catch Lemillions gaze before your tossed away.

“Jeanist!” A coil of cables wraps you pulling you away from the fight and he brings you down your body collapsing as he rushes over to you. Your old mentor covered in his own sweat and blood looks fearful at his old intern.

“I’m going to suture your right arm, Scarlet.” He says and you’re still trying to catch your breath trying to stay awake the pain and adrenaline keeping you awake. From the corner of your eye, Bakugo falls to his knees beside you looking down at you. Blonde coated parts of his face and his sweat was pouring off his face as were tears from his eyes.

“Wha…what are you doing here.” His voice is hoarse as Jeanist begins suturing your arm and you close your eyes in pain your hand reaching out grasping Bakugo’s and he doesn’t hesitant holding yours back.

“All…All For One..he tried to get the Darkhold..” You gasp out squeezing his hand trying to distract yourself from the pain as Jeanist apologized beside you.

“You said it wasn’t possible that you wouldn’t be able to find one if it existed.” He says shaking his head and wincing himself not used to seeing you in so much pain.

“I thought so too…but I felt it..” You say looking at the sky the barrier keeping you all in this place before you look back at Bakugo and he almost recognizes that look, “Bakugo..”

“No.” He shakes his head, “You said you wouldn’t, you barely got out of it before, and what if Shigaraki gets it.” But the look on your face shows you had already made up your mind.

“Do what!?” Jeanist says confused about what his two interns were talking about, as a hero he had heard rumors of something called a Darkhold but that was history for years before he was even born.

“She wants to get the Darkhold to stop Shigaraki.” Bakugo spits out glaring down at you but you’re already trying to push yourself up despite Jeanist and Bakugo pushing you back down.

“It’s the only way! Midoriya isn’t here and without One For All it’s the only thing that is more powerful than him.” You say getting yourself up on your knees your damaged arm partly sutured resting limply at your side while your other hand starts to glow with your magic though it's changed not the bright red from before but darker with hints of black. You look over at Bakugo who looks conflicted, “Please you have to trust me.” You say and just look at you before the three of you hear a loud explosion and you look forward to seeing Shigaraki stalking towards you. Jeanist stands up coils of cables ready to fight and protect you two.

“Bakugo protect L/n…find it! I’ll try to give you as much time as I can!” Best Jeanist looks back at the two of you before glaring at Shigaraki, “Do you worst, you foul abomination!!”

Your hand shakes slightly as you draw runes as fast you can with one hand in front of you, it glows this new shade as the crown of the Scarlet Witch appear on your head as you reach out into the world searching for it. You can feel your body crying out to stop but you push past. Flashes of memories of your life fill your head, your testing, your father and mother’s warm embrace, your old home, your life at U.A, your training, the festivals, the internships, the battles you fought to make you stronger. You stop seeing a memory of Bakugo the night before you left U.A. the moonlight highlighting his features as the two of you spent your last night together.

“Bakugo…I’m glad to have met you in this universe.” You call out to him and he’s quiet before looking over at you.

“Yeah…you’re not too bad yourself.”

Then you sense it...that energy and you reach out for it. Appearing in front of you the dark energy as the two of you watch the book you were familiar with materialize before you. It floats in front of the two of you flipping open the runes of its magic appearing before the two of you. You pause almost hesitant to take it, the dark energy had your hand twitch to grab it the past memories…the corruption reminding you why you had rejected it. You look over at Bakugo not expecting him to be looking at you the two of you are silent before you just act. You reach over grabbing his collar your lips connecting with his, you feel him freeze and you go to pull away but his hand grabs the back of your head keeping you against him. Electricity rushes through your veins your heart bursting while the tightness in his heart fades. You both pull away taking in every detail of his face while he memorizes yours confused why a tear had spilled from your eye. He quickly wipes it away holding your face feeling grounded for once. Feeling like he could win any fight as long as you were by his side.

“Katsuki…I’m glad to know you in this universe…” You whisper trying not to break down, he nods tightening his grip on you. His heart fluttered hearing his name on your tongue he wanted you to repeat it forever.

“You…you are my dream y/n..” He says holding your face and a single tear slides down his face before he looks past you towards the Darkhold and where everyone was fighting Shigaraki. You glance at the book knowing what you had to do and reached your hand out and take it.

Suneater, Nejire, and Lemillion’s attack had been futile each of them gaining their own injuries.

“Think about it! Remember All Might in his prime? Would something so pathetic…have killed him?” Shigaraki shouts out, “C’mon! Use your heads!” A large explosion came from behind him a bright light blinding them all. Shigaraki looks over confused and appears from the light a girl her costume changed from a simple hero costume to someone of power, an outfit the blonde had seen before. Her arms were held out beside her as she stepped forward the skirt swaying behind her slow steps the crown now physically resting on her head. The blood and injuries still covered her but she was still using her magic with her injured arm. Hovering beside her was a book of unimaginable power that his master had been searching for. This was he was told to fear a being that had the power of spontaneous creation without the need to think or incantation. A power not from this universe, unlike anything they have ever seen. Either to rule the cosmos or destroy them altogether.

“You…” Shigaraki breathes out feeling his eyes twitch in anger, you were up and still fighting and were now truly an opponent. You twist your hands your finger stained with the corruption further up your hand not just the tips of your fingers but the whole digit. The Darkhold disappears before you vanish before him and Shigaraki’s face is hit with the strongest blast of magic ripping his flesh open. You’re right beside the villain who swipes his hand out to strike you but the attack goes straight through your body before you disappear again appearing behind him surprising them all. None of them even Bakugo who had seen the power of the Darkhold saw you like this. This wasn’t just the Darkhold’s power but an awakening in you, this was chaos magic, reality-warping in front of him.

Shigaraki hadn’t felt fear during this fight but suddenly like a memory where you stood was another woman a being of even more substantial power that he’s never seen before. Why was he suddenly panicking?! And he had instantly sent out the largest attack straight at you. You felt fire running through your veins as you felt your body go through overdrive, the chaos magic and the dark magic fueling your body. You felt powerful like a constant high you couldn’t get rid of. It felt addicting and you wanted more and you had completely accepted the chaos of your power and the Darkhold the corruption fueling your body. You bring your hands together ready to give an attack to end this all, to be the most powerful, to be the one to end all wars with your power. If they wanted a fight you would crush them between your hands.

“You…you are my dream.”

Bakugo’s voice fills your head clearing your head for just a moment. The darkness that had taken over your heart cracking..the corruption you had accepted so easily for its power. You thought you were doing this to protect your family for the ones you loved but you felt like a sham. You wanted the power and you felt foolish. With that split second of doubt and the Darkhold’s hold leaving you Shigaraki had struck and you could feel it be too late to counter.

The heroes before you had thought they had a chance…that this battle could be won without One For All before Bakugo saw it. The slight change in your face as you were going to finish Shigaraki, the corruption he had feared had taken over when you had accepted the Darkhold but in that moment whatever it was had made you hesitate and he saw Shigaraki get the upper hand. A cluster of explosions sent him flying over to Shigaraki and you and the others quickly joined in to stop the villain. He felt everything shatter before him when Shigaraki made contact with your chest as he sent one of his strongest explosions right at Shigaraki’s face. You were sent flying across the field bouncing against the ground twice he felt nauseous seeing the large amounts of blood in the air. He saw his old mentor barely catch as Shigaraki pushed them all away he skid against the ground instantly standing up and looking over at where you were with Jeanist.

“We came prepared for today…with a perfect demon lord body, ideal for the final boss,” Shigaraki calls out through the clearing smoke as he stumbles his way over to Jeanist who is frozen standing above you. His heart continues to grow cold seeing the large trails of blood that he knew was yours, “Understand yet? What’s coming now…is our story. The villains’ tale.”

He felt like dying right then and there his legs crumbled under him as he fell before you to his knees as Jeanist was hovering over you tears pouring down his face before he spoke those words.

“Her heart…” He could hear the screams of anger and sadness but he couldn’t say anything but stare at you. You were staring at the sky the right side of your face scarred and bleeding but you still looked beautiful, but what killed him was the large hole in your chest and the blood quickly pooling around it.

“No…no…no you can’t do this.” The words spill from the boy's lips as his hands shake before he lightly cups your face flinching at how cold it was, “Please don’t do this to me.” He doesn’t care if the blood is staining his hands or his hero costume he brings you to his lap holding you in his arms begging you to wake up and his mentor feels weak watching this.

“This wasn’t supposed to happen, we were gonna win…we still have to graduate, and you have to beat me in fights or give those snarky comments, I wanted an agency with you..” Tears pour from his face as he prays to any higher being to have this be a dream and give someone the power to bring you back, “I wanted a life with you..” His voice cracks as his tears clean the blood from your face. The sob that breaks through his throat as he brings close cradling you as he rocks back and forth unable to stop the sobs and screams of pain leave his throat. He keeps whispering under his breath hoping you would wake up to look at him again, to smile at him again, to hold him, to love him...

“You were supposed to be my dream.”

Six Years Later

Katsuki had woken up as he had for the past six years since the war, plagued with nightmares. There had been moments when he didn’t dream that he was grateful but it was rare. He slowly got ready following his routine, shower, brush his teeth, get dressed, and leave for work, he would get a coffee and something while going. It didn’t seem like six years had passed since that day, the war that caused many lives lost and the one he cared for and loved. He had lost you. He could still remember it clearly in his mind before he had no choice but to let you go and join Deku in fighting Shigaraki. His anger and sadness fueled him until they had defeated him having no choice but to kill him. The blood on both of their hands but for the safety of Japan it was something that didn’t weigh him down. All For One had rewind himself out of existence but had down his damage. None of the League had survived that battle all dying in different ways but he didn’t feel any guilt he was glad all of them were rotting six feet into the ground. They took everything from him so they deserved more than just death.

The class had changed when everything was over, they were only children during this war and to see so much death and pain was a lot for many. He wasn’t surprised that many of his classmates did not continue a career in heroism the weight of that war too much. Some did stay and they continued and graduated and like he had said he got his Agency…though he didn’t become the Number One going to the One For All user he hadn’t cared. The number had meant nothing to him knowing he was to go through this life alone.

Work was work, planning patrols with his sidekicks, scheduling meetings for press interviews for morale or public appearances, to working on some long-term missions. While the war had taken the high-ranking villains out rebellion was always going to be there. Following the battle an object had been mentioned having been mentioned by both villains at U.A. and Gunga Mountain. The Darkhold’s history had been revealed and the world had searches sent out to find the book and have it retrieved. Many heroes in Japan mainly from U.A. had rejected the idea of trying to find it. That power was never meant for man and where it had disappeared to was better off missing. He sat at his desk working through some reports when there was a fast pace knocking which quickly annoyed him.

“What?” He called out and the door opened revealing his assistant, “What is it?”

His assistant look like she was going to hurl with the information she had but she quickly spit it out.

“Central Hospital needs you to come immediately…she’s awake.”

Katsuki had never dropped his things so fast blasting his way over to the hospital many things running through his mind. It had been a long and tiring six years alone just waiting for any news whether it would be good or bad. Your organs had been completely pulverized by Shigaraki’s attack killing you instantly. Edgeshot had sacrificed his life using his quirk and body to stabilize your internal bleeding and replace organs and in that moment when they had finished off Shigaraki he heard his old mentor’s voice across the battlefield.

“SHE HAS A HEARTBEAT!”

You had been rushed to the hospital for emergency surgery to stop the other injuries and get rid of the rest of the internal bleeding. Your surgery had been for a total of 13 hours, and your body and genetics had been something many doctors have never seen given the fact that your quirk had come from someone not of their universe. Your genetic material was vastly different to the average human which made modern medicine difficult to use as it either had no effect or the body was rejecting it. Following the surgery when they had finally gotten you stable enough they had to put you in a medically induced coma to allow your body to heal. Your body had completely died to the point where it didn’t seem possible to have brain function but you show active vitals during your surgery and the medically induced coma. They had thought after a few weeks your body would show signs of improvement they had even brought in Recovery Girl and other strong healers but nothing had worked. Katsuki had felt his world died again hearing the news they weren’t sure when you were to wake up. The medically induced coma had become a full coma and when weeks turned to months and then years you had been completely unaware of time passing around you. Your body had seemed to regress where signs of brain activity had been minimal.

Your father had been distraught that his only child had been given a fate worse than death, the doctors had tried reassuring him there was always a chance you could wake up. With that small faith, he dedicated his life to keeping you in the best care, selling stocks, and properties outside of Japan, any retirement funds had been put into your care and when he had graduated and had started receiving money from the Hero Commission he had started paying for the medical bills. Your father tried refusing but the man had been adamant on paying for them.

The hospital staff didn’t even bother checking him in, for the past six years he had been here that he knew your doctors, knew the rotation of nurses that worked on you. His footsteps were heavy and fast and when he reached the door that had your name written on it he paused. His heart had been a heavy weight on his chest, his hand trembled as it reached for the doorknob his grip heavy he thought he was going to rip it off the door. Katsuki took a shaky inhale opening the door stepping into the room. He felt the coldness leave him in that instant, the tightness in his chest release letting him take in a deep breath of air for once, the constant frown on his face soften looking forward. It was just your presence had breathed life back into him. There you were sat up in your bed you were still covered in wires checking your brain activity, others pumping drugs into your body but you were awake your eyes open listening to the doctor your father was right beside you. Those six years of waiting had aged him, hair greying, his skin losing its youth. Katsuki couldn’t blame him he had lost his wife during Jaku and had almost lost his daughter in the final one, the stress and fear that he must have felt should have drowned any normal man. His hand clutches your own as you nod slowly listening to the doctor now even noticing he was in the room. Your father makes eye contact with Katsuki clearing his throat and stopping the doctor who notices the blonde and you were the last one. The air felt trapped in his throat but at the same time, all his nerves and fears had left him when you turned to look at him. The widening of your eyes and the quickly growing smile as you took in the boy who was now a man, the man you had cared for and fallen for.

“Katsuki..”

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Summary: After picking up on Violet's attraction to Liam, Xaden proposes an arrangement.

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CW: Sex, light bondage, dom/sub undertones

AN: My first Violiaden fic! It was written very quickly, with little editing or fleshing out, but it's still a fun piece so I'm going to go ahead and post. Enjoy!

"I want to watch you."

Violet quirked a brow. "Watch me?"

"I want to watch you with someone else." That confession about floored her and she found herself fumbling with the laces of her corset as she dressed for the day. Xaden approached her from behind, smoothly taking the laces from where she held them, her arms frozen at a rather uncomfortable angle, flexibility be damned. "I may act like a possessive ass at times, but I've been watching you, Violence. You can deny it all you want, but I know there's something between you and Liam."

She blinked rapidly before turning to face him as he dropped his hands from the finished knot above her tailbone. "I haven't touched him, Xaden."

"I'm not questioning your loyalty. I'm trying to figure out if you'd let him join us for a night or two."

She bit her lip, trying to gauge his sincerity. Xaden wasn't the type to test people. Not his friends, and certainly not her. Not like this. "And this night or two, we'd be doing..."

"You and I will negotiate the baseline if you say yes. I won't bring this up with Liam until I have your consent. Ultimately, I have the same end goal as usual." Her heartrate doubled as he stooped down to whisper in her ear. "I want to watch you lose control, preferably while you're filled with my brother's cock."

Holy. Fucking. Gods.

~~~~~

A smirk. A smirk was all it took for Violet to know Liam was well aware of Xaden’s proposal when he met her at her door two mornings later. “Liam.” She cleared her throat awkwardly. “Good morning.”

“Morning. Ready for breakfast?” She hesitated. “This is hardly the place to discuss the reason behind that look, Vi. I’m flattered by the invitation and I did accept, but if this is going to be awkward or you only said yes to make Xaden happy, then I won’t be upset with either of you for putting this behind us before anything starts.”

“I wasn’t going to—”

“Hey, thanks for waiting guys,” Rhi cut in. “Let’s go. I’m starving.”

“Yeah, for Tara’s—”

“Honestly, Ridoc!” It was hardly a secret and Rhi didn’t appear the least bit ashamed or embarrassed, but Violet was already on edge without thinking about other people’s sex lives. Let them think this was a best-friend-defense or something. The pair blinked back at her. “Sorry. I just need food before I deal with the morning crazy today.”

Liam snorted from beside her, but said nothing more, scanning the route ahead of them as they made their way to the mess hall. “So you really are interested?” she murmured.

He swallowed, his jaw locking as his throat bobbed. “Violet, if you keep pushing all I’m going to be thinking about is the things I plan on doing to you tonight and I’d really like to enjoy my meal and attend formation and classes without a hard on.” She winced, feeling simultaneously guilty and turned on. “I will say this once,” Liam continued. “I am more than pleased by this arrangement so long as it’s what everyone wants. Any other concerns?” She shook her head. “Excellent. Get your food.”

~~~~~

“You’re nervous. Are you sure about this?”

“Yes, Xaden. I’m not having any doubts. All of us are fine with this, but the anticipation is killing me.”

He hummed softly, continuing his path alternating between massaging knotted muscles and peppering tender kisses over her bare back. “And as good as that feels, you aren’t distracting me. Again, he gave that quiet hum, this time parting her thighs. Oh that might help distract her. His fingers just dipped between her legs when a patterned knock fell on Xaden’s door. She rolled onto her back. “Pity,” he murmured, licking his fingers clean. “But then, this will be just as fun, won’t it?”

He grinned as he opened the door to let Liam past the wards. “Hey, come on in.”

“Thanks.” She watched the pair closely, hunting for any signs of tension between them or hesitation on Xaden’s part. Though she hadn’t known either of them for very long, she could read them well.

This was going to work out after all. “Hey, Vi.”

She felt her face heat as he did nothing to hide his slow assessment of her bare figure. Compared to the two of them being fully dressed, it was a bit awkward. Hopefully they’d be joining her soon, before things started feeling truly embarrassing. She cocked her head as Xaden sank into a chair about five feet from the bed.

“Don’t tell me you two are going to sit around and chat while I sit here naked.”

He chuckled softly, exchanging a look with their guest. “Violet, I’m not touching you again tonight. I’m watching, remember?”

Her mouth popped open. “There’s no way you’re actually going to be able to keep off of me while Liam and I have sex.”

His smirk broadened. “Challenge accepted, my Violence.”

“Do you two need a moment?” Liam drawled, somehow reading into the levity of their mental conversation.

“No,” Xaden said. “Don’t mind me. The limits are set and poor Violet’s been wound up all day.”

“Believe me, brother, I noticed.”

“No reason you can’t put her out of her misery.”

The corner of Liam’s mouth tilted up, almost imperceptible in the low lighting. He cocked his head slightly, making a small noise in his throat and slowly rolling his sleeves back—fuck, didn’t he know what that kind of shit did to women—as if he was contemplating how to start in on her.

“Come here,” he finally said. She almost shivered. Though he kept his soft tone, there was no room for hesitation or defiance. No, he and Xaden were two peas in a pod when it came to that. “Violet.” She shuffled forward on her knees, instantly relaxing when he cradled the back of her neck, his long fingers tangling in her hair, already free of it’s braid thanks to Xaden. “Okay?” he murmured, anchoring his other hand at her left hip. She nodded. “Words,” he ordered in that quiet command.

“I’m okay with this.”

“Good girl.”

Before she could say a word his mouth sealed over hers, tentative for a moment. Or perhaps she was the one hesitating, because only a moment later he was adjusting the angle of the kiss, the stroke of his fingers dropping from her hip to rest between her thighs, the friction there and the soft sweep of his tongue coaxing her to give into him entirely. She whimpered, leaning into his steadiness, yet aching to be drawn higher.

She’d grown so used to the wild desperation she and Xaden shared that she was slightly off kilter now, both pleased by the change and all sorts of needy for more. Frustrated he wasn’t letting the intensity of the kiss grow further, she aimed for the one thing she could control, snaking her hand between them to try to stroke her clit. Liam caught onto that too, his grip around her wrist just firm enough to keep her hand pinned behind her.

Dragging his tongue against the roof of her mouth, he drew back. “This,” he began, cupping her center, “is mine tonight. Did I give you permission to touch what’s mine?”

Brothers indeed.

“Answer him, Violet,” Xaden growled from his chair.

“No. I wasn’t given permission.”

The consequences were already making themselves known, bands of shadow folding her arms behind her back so her fingertips were brushing the opposite elbow. She pouted, wanting to touch him freely. “Be a very good girl for me and I might ask Xaden to let your hands free.” Without warning, he sank two fingers deep into her core. “Soaked for me, needy thing.”

“Liam, let me come, please.”

“Begging already?” He hummed softly, drawing out a squeal as he swept her off her knees and pressed her flat to the mattress, careful not to strain her arms. Xaden already had the thought to redirect his shadows, pinning her arms over her head. “Good things come to those who wait, Violet. Believe me when I say I’m going to take my sweet time with you.”

His fingers slid home once more, pumping in and out of her as he urged her to spread wider, making room for him to dip his head, his tongue flicking out and tugging her closer to the high she was so desperate to reach. She clenched hard and he paused, letting her fall away before reaching her climax. “No!” she wailed.

Gods, he was a fucking sadist.

She let out another cry as he lifted one leg over his shoulder, holding her open so she was forced to take the next round, his fingers curling and his tongue stroking deep enough her thoughts could only come in fragments. She was so fucking ready. “Liam!” His teeth pinched down on her clit and she shattered, her orgasm rolling through in sharp waves.

“Go on. She’s ready.” She gave another deep groan, still trembling as the rustle of clothing fell away and Liam’s fingers were replaced by something much thicker. “Such a good girl, taking his cock so well.”

“T-told you you couldn’t stay away.” She groaned again, surrendering to the sensations around her, Xaden’s nails scraping over her scalp as Liam dragged in and out of her, agonizingly slowly. Realizing her hands were free again, she reached for Xaden’s waist. “I want you both. Please?”

He smiled down at her. “Who am I to deny you when you ask so nicely.”

It only took a moment to maneuver them, getting her in a position she could tilt her head back over the edge of the bed. It gave Liam and Xaden full control over what happened, even without shadows pinning her. Xaden stripped out of his clothes. “You won’t have much control like this, sweetheart. If it’s too much I want you to pinch me, okay?”

“I will. I trust you both, Xaden.”

His worry softened to pure adoration. “I know, sweetheart. But I take no risks with you if I can help it. Ready?”

She nodded, dropping her head back as Liam slid into her once again, a little sigh leaving her as Xaden slipped his thumb past her lips, coaxing her open. “Our perfect girl.”

Her eyes fluttered shut as he guided his tip past her lips, gliding over her tongue. She dropped her jaw, opening her throat as best as she could. “Good, Violet. Doing so well for us.” That came from Liam this time. She liked pleasing them both. He jerked his hips without warning, startling her enough she lost her rhythm and Xaden once again had to center her.

She let herself go, focusing only on what would bring Xaden to the edge with her, accepting the overload of sensations as they increased their pace, bringing her to her second orgasm. Neither of them had finished yet. And they seemed deadset on pulling another out of her. She whined softly. “You’re doing so good, baby,” Xaden encouraged her. In all honesty, she was hardly doing anything to pleasure him anymore. “This isn’t about me sweetheart. You’re giving us everything and more right now. All I need you to do is give in to what your body is telling you.”

“I can’t come again.”

“You can, Violet. You’re gonna come one more time, sweetheart.” Another whimper left her. She wanted to obey. To please them. “I know you’re feeling a lot, baby. So I don’t want you to try and think anymore. I want you to close those pretty eyes and let your body tell you what to do. You’re not going to fight what your body needs. You’re going to let Liam and I take care of you.”

“Just relax, sweetheart,” Liam said, cradling her hips as he quickened his pace. She was getting closer, riding the edge as they alternated their movements, setting a rhythm that would let them all finish without jostling her too much. She was lost in it, pride filling her as Xaden let out a sharp breath, spilling down her throat. She clenched around Liam, hard, not bothering to muffle her scream as they took her over again, Liam deep inside her as he finally snapped. “Fuck.”

He leaned down, his breath rattling softly as he kissed her brow before easing out of her and letting Xaden step back in to cradle her against his chest. “Can you get that water off the dresser?”

She peeled her eyes halfway open as Xaden shifted her in his arms. “Here, sweet girl,” Liam said. “Water first. Then you can have some chocolate, hm?” She didn’t bother trying to grab the glass herself since Liam seemed so keen on hand feeding her the water and candy. “Good girl. Rest now.”

She sunk down into the pillows, relishing the warmth the men on either side of her seemed to radiate. “You’ll stay?”

There was a heavy pause and she peered up to find him waiting for Xaden’s cue. “This shouldn’t be… just one time. I like you here.”

“Sleep, Violet,” Xaden finally said. “We’ll both be right here all night.”

She sighed. “Good.”

#fourth wing #the empyrean #xiolet #riorgail #violiaden #liam mairi #xaden riorson #violet sorrengail #smut

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thesapphireprincess · 2 years

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Let’s talk about doing the damn thing

By doing the damn thing I mean actually working toward your goals with physical action

What is it that you want in your life? What do you truly want that will make you happy? I’ll tell you what I want. I want to be able to come home without a single worry about my necessities in life but it is more than that. I want to be able to walk into any store and not worry about the price tag, a life of abundance. I want to be able to wake up to an alarm by choice, I want the alarm to go off because I want to wake up at a certain time not because I have to be at this job at a certain time in order to keep a roof over my head. This is what I want. I want to be my own boss and run my own business, this is what I want. What is it that you want?

It’s always been my dream to be my own boss and run my own company since I was 9 years old. I am now 23 and I got a little lost through out the years, nothing too heavy just being surrounded by the wrong people. I always wondered why when I would cut off every toxic person in my life I would suddenly be focused on my future but then another test would come and I would fail that test and be lost again and unhappy. Friend groups are not for me. Friend groups are usually toxic and full of so much unnecessary drama. I always felt left out in friend groups. I think I’m meant to be solo until I am so stuck on my path that it would take a literal meteor to knock me off. I prefer to have friends but not a friend group. At the moment I don’t have any friends because as you can probably guess I cut them all off. While I’ve been in Texas I haven’t made any solid friends. The people I’ve met haven’t been too consistent but ig that is for the best. I am not meant to have friends right now. I would like to have a few friends but I want true friends not fake ones. If I was meant to have friends right now I would simply have them, am I right?

Let’s get into the main topic of this post “doing the damn thing”. Just recently I’ve come into myself in a way that I’ve never before. Being content with who I am and where I am. I didn’t say comfortable I said content. Even though I am content with myself I’m still looking for ways to improve and grow in every way possible in order to reach my goals. There are things that I need to do and that I am working on in order to create my dream life. I hope this makes sense. Ik what I need to do to be successful and I need to do more than that. I need to push myself harder not like a working mule because never that. I mean I can feel that I am being lazy in certain areas that I shouldn’t be lazy in. It’s a slight adjustment and it’s not going to burn me. Pushing myself to work towards my goals is so important to me. I want to stick to a schedule, be organized and realistic with myself. I want a balance of work, rest and fun. I’ve been dabbling too much in the rest part so it’s not balanced. I will fix this in time. I have figured out a good schedule and now I just have to try it out.

I want to be able to date the kind of men I want to date. I want to be taken out to really nice places with men who are well dressed, handsome, wealthy, generous, smart, and kind. A gentleman. I have the image of the kind of men I want to date and eventually be with but in return I have to become a women of means. Turning myself into who I’ve always imagined myself to be is something I want. I want to be seen as a woman not a girl. Becoming her requires not only beauty but brains and trust me I have the beauty thing down. I am working on the other half, the brains. Me becoming my Dream version has nothing to do with a man btw but I definitely don’t want to be single forever. I want to be in a healthy relationship and I’m not going to pretend that I’m perfectly ok with being alone for the rest of my life or being 40 with no husband or kids. If that’s what you want that’s fine but that’s not what I want. When I am 40 I want to have a husband or 40 with a husband and kids no in betweens. I want to get married in my mid or late 20’s and then maybe have kids in my early 30’s. I deserve love and I deserve to be with the man of my dreams. Hello like attracts like. I’m done dating men who aren’t what I truly want. I want a Bruce Wayne archetype minus the mommy and daddy issues. I mean the look: dark hair, handsome, young and wealthy. A Mentally healthy and wealthy man. I want someone kind and adventurous with the means to give me and show me true romance. I want someone who can give me a life worth truly living. I want the career, the husband, the lifestyle and family of my dreams. So I will become the woman of me dreams. I’m only 23 and a lot can happen in a year especially with hard work. I refuse to be stagnant in life, I refuse to waste my youth doing nothing and I refuse to waste all the opportunities life has to offer when you choice to knock on the door of your dreams. With all of this being said, stop being stagnant. Stop wasting your time and do the damn thing.

#level up #self improvement #entrepreneur #entrepreneurship #hypergamy #upscale dating #black women in femininity #black women in leisure #black women in luxury #spoiled girlfriend #spoiled wife

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chibrary · 3 months

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Today in Chontent: February 12th (2018)

Charles gets interviewed by Andrea Noviello of warmup-f1.fr about his upcoming rookie F1 season.

source: warmup-f1.fr series: f1, 2018

Established by Sauber after his breathtaking 2017 campaign, Charles Leclerc is excited to finally be able to start his first season at the wheel of a Formula 1 car.

His 2017 season was close to perfection. By conquering with disconcerting superiority seven victories, eight pole positions, ten podiums and four fastest laps last year in the antechamber of Formula 1, Charles Leclerc not only positioned himself as one of the greatest hopes of tomorrow, but above all won his ticket to the premier category of motorsport. Recruited by Sauber as part of the partnership between the Swiss team and Alfa Romeo, the figurehead of the Ferrari Driver Academy will have the difficult task of meeting the immense expectations generated by his consecutive double crowning in GP3 and Formula 2. But while waiting to finally be able to demonstrate the full extent of his talent aboard an F1 car, the Monegasque took advantage of these long weeks of break to perfect his physical condition and begin his process of discovering the Hinwil facilities. Delighted to be able to collaborate again with his former boss at ART GP Frédéric Vasseur, the Sauber driver is resolutely confident before tackling his first season at the highest level. Aware of the difficulties that await him, Nicolas Todt's protégé nevertheless wants to be ambitious. Convinced of being able to put his best foot forward if he remains focused on his own work, Leclerc intends to confirm in 2018 all the good things that the paddock thinks of him.

The Formula 1 world championship will resume on March 25 at Albert Park in Australia. How do you feel a little over a month before your big debut in the premier category?

Very good. I've dreamed of it since I was little! To think that I am going to start my first season in Formula 1 is just incredible. But I must not forget to concentrate on the work I will have to do in F1. 2018 will be a pivotal year in my career. So I'm actively preparing physically to be ready the day I get into the new car.

The winter break is generally a rather difficult period for a pilot, because it consists almost exclusively of heavy and intensive physical preparation. How do you manage to fill the lack of management?

It is extremely difficult, if not almost impossible, for a pilot to make up for the lack of running. Of course it has absolutely nothing to do with F1, but I'm still going to try to go and drive a kart a little these days just to get some sensations and have fun. I spend the majority of my time perfecting my physical condition so that I can be in good shape for the first tests in Barcelona. The desire to drive a single-seater, unfortunately, cannot be satisfied for a large part of the winter. Afterwards, everyone is in the same boat. You just have to accept it and prepare as best as possible for the winter tests.

Starting out in Formula 1 is always a crucial step in a driver's life. In addition to arriving in a completely different world from the one you have encountered in the past in promotional formulas, are you aware of reaching the biggest milestone in your career in motorsport?

Completely. F1 is nothing like the minor categories. Going from karting to single-seaters is already a big step. Moving up to Formula 1 undoubtedly represents the second biggest step in a driver's life. The engines were all identical within the promotion formulas I went through. So the goal came down to doing the best job possible in the car. If we met this condition, we knew full well that the results would follow.

In F1, on the other hand, the driver is much more dependent on the performance of his machine...

Yes. It's not quite the same thing in F1, because there is a lot of difference in performance between the cars. The procedures to follow are also much more numerous than in the small categories. F1 is really a big step to take, but above all I have to concentrate on the work I will have to do in the single-seater in order to bring the best possible result home. I will also focus on developing the car as quickly and efficiently as possible throughout the season.

For the first time since you started karting, you will approach a season knowing that you will not have the means to win on a regular basis. How do we mentally prepare ourselves to settle for runners-up when, like you, we have collected titles in the lower categories?

Above all, I will seek to deliver the best possible work in the car. The end result won't matter in the end. The most important thing for me will be to stay focused on my job while trying to make the car progress as quickly as possible. F1 is undoubtedly a completely different world to what I have experienced in the past. So I'm definitely going to have to go through a little period of adaptation. But to be able to do effective work in the premier category, the key will be to concentrate on what I have to do and only on that.

You will team up with Marcus Ericsson in 2018, a driver who certainly did well last year alongside Wehrlein, but who does not necessarily enjoy a very big reputation inside the paddock. To hope to impress F1, won't you somehow be obliged to "crush it" like you outclassed Formula 2 last year?

Marcus has a lot of experience in F1. So I'm already going to try to learn alongside him. However, as I mentioned previously, my main goal is to produce the best job possible while remaining focused solely on myself. This is something I learned from my previous seasons in single-seaters. If I focus on my work and do it well, then I should be able to demonstrate what I'm worth. I prefer not to distract myself by looking at others. I just make sure I give my best. We will then see what results I will be able to obtain this season.

Sauber remains in four very difficult seasons in Formula 1. In addition to its recurring financial problems, the Swiss team has also suffered greatly on a sporting level since three times out of four it finished the championship in tenth place. Did these chronic difficulties scare you when joining the Swiss team?

No, on the contrary I am very confident. With “Fred” (Vasseur) at the helm, the team is truly in good hands. I know him very well and I love the way he works. A team manager must work in this way to help the team progress. We should also not neglect the impact of the return of Alfa Romeo. So yes, until we put the car on the ground, it will be difficult to predict anything. Our main mission will be to develop the car as quickly as possible throughout the year.

#series:f1 #format:interview #year:2018 #vgp:today in chontent

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megumi-fm · 4 months

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20th - 25th Dec || 145 to 150 of 150dop

this is a late post because I was away from home for the holidays and I didn't really have the time or good enough internet to update you guys, but here we are!!! thank you to everyone who tagged me in cute games during this time (i will be doing them only next year tho hehe) and especially to @chaotic-diaries-of-yours-truely and @winryrockbellwannabe who sent in really comforting asks during this time <3 you guys are my favourites. (I will answer them soon I promise! I've just been swamped 😭)

🎧 Son O-Gong by Seventeen

📋 Tasks

🩺 Radiomics Projects ↳ BCR: draft next year timeline ↳ GBR: download source code and learn mechanism 📝 English Proficiency Test ↳ results are out!!! I did really well, yay!!!

🎨 Personal

I went to my hometown (it's not so much my hometown as it is my native place) and got to meet a lot of family friends and relatives!! It was a lot of fun!! I had a great time!! 📺 Shows this week ↳ My Love Mix-Up JP ✅ ↳ Cherry Magic TH 🔽 (can I just say that I love this adaptation wayyy more than I expected. I really like that it is not trying to be a replica of the JP version and instead focusing on the same themes in a different light) ↳ Last Twilight 🔽 ↳ I also kind of started Trillion Game (meguro ren the man you are)

and we're finally done!! this was my first challenge after setting up my studyblr and I am so happy that I made so many wonderful friends on here who have been checking in on me and supporting me through the course of these 150 days. Even if you're just sharing these posts or liking them, it has really motivated me to do better and keep going. And you guys, who have also been working hard to meet your goals, y'all inspire me day in and day out, I really wouldn't be here if it wasn't for this wonderful studyblr community <3

I initially started this series in july and it was only supposed to be for 100 days, but now, after several days skipped in between, and the 100 days updated to 150, and constantly changing goals, we're finally here. At the end. And despite all the modifications, I've only really met 50% of the goals I set for myself. But that being said, i'm proud of myself for making it through. I tend to struggle with consistency a lot, but I'm happy that I still tried my best to be regular with posting. I'm also happy that I was kind to myself through the duration of these 150 days- that I didn't get too rigid with the structure and I let myself have off days or club several days in a post together. At the end of the day, it wasn't supposed to feel too pressurizing or like a chore, and I think I succeeded in that. I also learnt a lot about planning, and I've also in general come to accept the truth that goal setting is a dynamic process and goals and due dates will change over time and that is okay. So yeah. I felt really challenged throughout this series, but that being said, I'm never doing this again 😭. May next year bring new challenges hehe

37 - 42/final42 // the end.

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jazzy-art-time · 14 days

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Vaguely remember you mentioning a belmont monster hunter interacting with jody once, what’s he like exactly?

ILL NOT GO OFF TOO MUCH but listen you asked me about a lizard. Anytime someone asks about a Jody blog thing I’m going to go Beast Mode

ANYWAYS!!!

BELMONT!!! (S)!!

The WIP I showed is Finn Belmont. He is part of the Belmont family (obviously) and is a Professional Monster Hunter.

There are several other members of the Belmont family. Although a fair amount of them choose to try and live normal lives, but Finn is one of the few who still actively Does His Duty.

He is currently training his niece and just does his little Belmont things.

He is very skilled with weapons. As most generic Pokémon moves don’t seem to be enough to take down certain types of monsters. But he is also fairly fit so he can handle his own.

His primary weapons are whips. He has one normal WIP with a silver cross tip and the other whip is… his tail! His tail is extremely long and he uses it as a whip when needed. Because I personally think that’s cool

He knows his worth. He knows that he is good at what he does and can sometimes be a bit cocky about it.

He is very proud of his family line and what they do, his body is covered in various tattoos. He has some blackout tattoos on his hands however, to cover up some embarrassing stuff he had in his youth. Yes those are tattoos and not markings that he has, i know my style doesn’t really differentiate the two very well lmao

He is also!! A middle aged man!! And I believe he technically qualifies as a BabyGirl but I would have to look at a test for that…. Anyways I love a good Ol middle aged man!!!

AS FOR HOW HE CONNECTS TO THE BENNET’S…

They met because the Bennet’s have contact with Dracula, which is Belmont territory. The Belmont’s keep watch over the current iteration of Dracula so when the Bennet’s got close, they met through that.

Finn does not particularly enjoy Jody, he doesn’t hate her but doesn’t look fondly on her. He thinks she is too reckless and in her own head. Thinks that she tends to be too friendly with monsters and bends to the will of them too much (he is mildly correct on this).

Finn and Jody have a bit of a rivalry! But they both technically have the same goal, so sometimes they have to work together. It’s not so much a Good VS evil, as they are both technically on the same “team”. Sometimes they treat it like a game of who gets it first.

Finn will eventually have to teach Jody some things and it’s gonna be so silly so fun (for me). The one man who can whoop Jolene Bennet’s ass and I applaud him for it.

Also anyone who makes Solo drink the ILikeMen Juice™️ is good to me!!!! No Solo!! Don’t look at the middle aged man sweating from battle!!! Don’t do it!!!! SOLO NO-

#not art #text post #long post #SORRY I TALKED SO MUCH I have so many words for every character on Ask-Scrafty

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rainy-astrology · 9 months

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TWICE Sana Birthchart Analysis

Based on my opinion and observations. Not an expert. May change later.

December 29th, 1996

Osaka, Japan

Unknown time (if there's a confirmed time, pls let me know)

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Sun in Capricorn tends to be a bit reserved and practical. Always working towards success, goal oriented and never gives up easily. However this could also lead to stubborness.

Leo moon is an expressive and creative moon sign - they never hide their feelings and are not shy to express their true emotions. Sana rarely hides anything on her face, she always shows what she's feeling.

Capricorn and Leo combo makes for a playful yet also serious and determined individual. Cap's humor is seriously underrated and is even funnier with the addition of Leo's jokester side. Charismatic and affectionate, able to charm almost everyone. Seems to be aware of her image and always tries to present herself in a good way (may be a way to obtain control and power as well)

Both signs are quite ambitious, so it explains Sana's discipline and work ethic (e.g studying very hard on Korean; even native speakers acknowledge how well spoken she is). Especially with her Mars Virgo (a workaholic Mars), Sana is not a slacker at all and takes all of her responsibilities seriously. She knows what she wants and will work hard for it. Nothing breaks an earth sun and mars determination tbh.

Sun and moon combo is also quite innovative and Sana has come up with interesting solutions to problems before.

Virgo Mars and Capricorn Jupiter trines so that solidifies her hardworking nature; she's smart and knows how to apply her best skills and efforts to achieve her goals.

Some possibility of issues with frustration and anger, needing to learn how to express it healthily. Honestly though, I think it's just a Capricorn thing to have anger issues in general lol

May experience a lot of tough obstacles in her life, which tests yet builds her strength and character. Sana seems quite self critical and has high standards for herself and everyone, so when those expectations aren't met, she can be very intense about it.

However though, she still likes to be energetic and fun; she wants a nice and comfortable atmosphere. I don't think she is comfortable with her intense feelings much.

Venus in Sagittarius can make her drawn to adventurous and curious people. Her moon and venus trine, which could explain her very affectionate and warm nature.

Capricorn stellium (sun, mercury, and jupiter) enhances her Capricorn traits. Sana prefers to have structure and organization in her life (or tries to be; i know she is a bit clumsy and loses things sometimes lol), at least has an organized approach to her work. Success and achievement are one of her top priorities. She can take charge when necessary and stand her ground in times of conflict. This also makes her deeply caring of loved ones - Capricorns care a lot about close ones and show their love by being a protector and provider for them.

Possible rising/ascendant: Leo. Sana is just so bright and energetic, she radiates warmth like the Sun. She's so friendly and kind and people are drawn to her as Leo risings are just so naturally eye catching. As for her placements, her sun could be in 6th house, along with mercury and jupiter...Venus in 5th suits her I think (artsy, energetic, passionate)... Saturn in 9th would go along with the overall need of structure and discipline Sana has already.

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#sana #minatozaki sana #twice #twice astrology #astrology #birth chart #birth chart analysis #kpop #kpop astrology #kpop birth chart analysis #astrology birth chart #horoscopes #capricorn sun #leo moon #ppl talk abt aries having anger issues....#capricorns do too lmao

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Can you please do Terry (or twig) losing his v card to beloved 💌

Okay, but lets make a little funnier and it's this era of Terry;

And him just flat out lying he's a virgin. He's lying. His justification and explanation for his lack of action is (and I'm making this up as I go along and so is he) that deliberate celibacy and sexual ascetism is good in preserving high levels of chi and chakra energy, that witholding from physical pleasures strenghtens the body's core and makes a person a better, more disciplined fighter due to surpressed aggression and he knows this for a fact, because after learning Tang Soo Do under his Master in Korea and returning from Vietnam, he's also travelled all over Asia and observed the Shaolin monks do it. Yes. Shaolin monks. He strived to emulate the best of the best since. Isn't every man's goal in life to be the next Bodhidharma incarnate?

Might even gift you with a book on the subject.

You know, for references and sources.

You could land yourself with a tome called The Private Lives Inside the Shǎolínsì.

It takes all the willpower in the world not to royally chortle at that one even as he says it. So, he's well into his thirties or even early fourties, it's the 80's, and yes, he's a virgin by choice. Of course, again, he's lying and making things up for the fun of it. Mainly to gage your reaction. See how you'll treat him for it. How you'll act. What you'll do. If you'll be surprised. Disappointed. What your opinions on the matter even are. If you'll even like him after that. If you'll believe him because the man isn't a fool and he's aware of what he looks like and the effect he tends to have on people. There's no particular gender or age limit to virgnity but he also knows he isn't the usual poster child for purity. Maybe it'll add to his mystique in your eyes. Maybe you'll try to dissuade him from maintaing such a strict standard of living and he can act all coy and hard to get about it. Maybe you'll admire him for it and he'll pretend to be humble. He doesn't know, but he wants to discover because it holds so many possibilities and it is also so damn amusing, this little social experiment, and lets admit; the man's very much a troll. Just the entertainment value of it turns him on, and there's always the chance of him roleplaying being despoiled and being on the recieveing end of it without you knowing it is all pretense. Of course he's not a virgin, though. Far from it. Which makes this whole thing even more schemey, sinister and juvenile. He's quite possibly ludicrousily experienced and has apetites to match for every vice under the sun and he's, pardon my language, bullshitting you, for lack of the better word, but does it so convincingly and sweetly one can never tell. Could even be a test he poses for himself; to see what type of misiformantion he can sell to people and get away with.

How well he can act certain things out.

Not to mention how much he wants to dangle himself in front of you like the forbidden fruit you can't have because of his, ahem, convictions and beliefs. Convictions and beliefs he doesn't even really have. Quite the contrary. The handomest man you've ever met also being sexually celibate? He wants you to explode with desire and frustration and him having the last laugh.

But, Terry Silver is definitely the type of man who would land himself in bed with you, after much back and forth and pretending celibacy goes hand in hand with his particular style of martial arts, and believably pretend not to know what to do once he gets to that very same bed. Worse (or better) yet. Doing something like this isn't nessecarily a sign of his distaste for a person. Could very much like you and still play a prank on you.

#yeah i think this level of trolling is believable for terry silver #even when he likes people #heck! even when he loves them #man's a bit of a mischevious imp #terry silver #kk3 #cobra kai #80's terry silver #virginity #celibacy #tw; vows of celibacy #lies #manipulation #terry silver x reader #terry silver x beloved #not as fluffy as the anon undoubtedly would've liked #but i just got this idea and couldn't resist #pretendvirgin!terrysilver

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Whoa, okay, so let me get some thoughts out.

This game is just... extremely interesting.

So the short gist of how this all closed for my character.

We confront the infinite everfall, gather some wakestones, and it sends us to a realm in between the looping eternity we got to see through the everfall.

Here, we find god, basically. I mean, the dialogue itself confronts this and says that's a fair enough term but not one used by those aware of the truth etc etc

IE I'm using layman's terms.

But we find god, he's a past arisen, and he explains that all things are in a perpetual loop, one he oversees.

Basically, all of history happens, then a dragon is released to seek out those with sufficient will- sufficient desire to live and to experience or something along those lines. The implication being that most of life simply persist- they don't strive, a bit of a downer view but key to my understanding of this text- it's coming from someone who demonstrably has worn themselves down through eternity- they have burned through their own will and interest in life and have become an emotionless pawn (heh!) in the overarching game of eternity- he's become just a signpost keeping things moving forward, so he's lost that spark of empathy though also demonstrably not everyone with or without the immortality of an arisen has the correct drive to become a hero which is fair.

Anyways- dragon, arisen appear, they are tested continuously through god's various challenges, and the end goal is for one arisen to succeed and meet god and defeat god- thus taking their position.

The entire story is just a loop of fate. Already, that's neat, that's got plenty to talk on, but there's some more interesting bits I wanna point at too, so let's move on.

Upon taking the throne you're granted the position which is more or less overseer of all life- and you get to do what might be the most interesting, though, not fun, version of the post game world tour I've ever seen tbh.

I've said many times that I LOVE when a game does an Earthbound victory lap at the end and just lets you talk to all your old friends and really emotionally relive the entire journey before closing the door as you enter the starting home or something like that.

It's an ending that isn't "common" but it happens enough for people to know it when they see it.

It's an ending usually saved for games with lots of characters and an emphasis on said characters- it's not a universally good ending format lol

Well, in my opinion, Dragon's Dogma does not really make itself in a way that facilitates that kind of ending. To be frank, I don't care about a single character I met this entire game lol I love this game but it's not because I'm dwelling on the expertly crafted characters and my relationships with them- it's just not that game for me.

I don't hate em, barring characters that were made easy to hate. I even find one or two of them kind of neat like the Duke for being a failed Arisen who only made it to the dragon part, or that weird witch- most other characters with multiple quests kinda became less interesting the more I got to know them.

So you'd THINK an earthbound of undertale style "roam the world" ending would be poorly placed, except, no, because these crazy mother fuckers were using that format to continue the story and to help align the character and player's experiences for this final segment.

The entire time you're wandering YOU are thinking, or are expected to be thinking.

It's not the most philosophical ending or anything, it's also not some expertly crafted segment built to fully expect your every move or what not-

but it's a great level of forced inflection.

Instead of transferring directly from taking the throne to a cutscene of your character holding the blade and having some big context action on screen, they put in this free roam segment where you can't DO anything- no loot- no fighting (though you can kill innocents I guess) no GAME- you're just "there", and honestly- that's really neat to me.

Because the segment is usually used to emphasize the characters and journey you've taken in other games, but here it's used to emphasize the tone of this doomed loop and encourage you to reflect on if this is the ending you want, all while having the godsbane blade freshly tucked into your mind by the previous scene.

It's just neat, because I've never seen the "victory lap" ending format used for anything other than it's expected purpose I guess?

Like that's what I rambled too much on to try to convey- Dragon's Dogman ends with a victory lap ending that is NOT a victory lap- that's not it's purpose- that's not the feeling you feel while doing it- that's not why it's there- it's a victory lap meant to encourage you to challenge fate.

I really think that's cool, I don't think I can stress that point enough- taking a relatively uncommon trope and twisting it entirely to fit this narratives purpose is COOL!!!!!

Anyways, game's good, I loved seeing my best boy Beardypants collapse all his iterations in on themselves and becoming Vyse so he gets to live, like, truly live.

Also laughed at that guy I have no connection to at all but the game assigned as my love interest showing up, like, oh boy is that gonna be a weird one.

Good fuckin' game. I can definitely see myself messing around in it more, doing more loops, tackling more of the dark arisen place that I got some of my good loot from, just playin' more. But for my first playthrough where I sought out the dumbest solutions and just enjoyed myself a lot- this game surpassed my already optimistic expectations.

Dragon's Dogma is sick as hell man!

Not that I've posted enough about it to express that lol

But hey, I posted about the cool trope-expectation-shattering ending so I said somethin' lol

#Dragon's Dogma #DDDA #Dragon's Dogma: Dark Arisen #RetPlays

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mystic-story-lover · 11 months

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~Positives and Negatives~

Jay White x Bria (OC Female!Reader)

Word Count: 1143

Warnings: Mentions of negative pregnancy tests for those who want that warning

Type: Fluff

Summary: Jay had a surprise that nobody knew about, not even his girlfriend

A/N: I had so much fun writing this one

Gif Is Mine

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When Jay and I became a couple, he’d just taken over the club, and he was still making a name for himself in the NJPW scene. Since then, he’s accomplished so much in his career, and I couldn’t be prouder of him. Throughout our years together, we’ve accomplished our own goals, and ones that we made together in our first months together. We have each other's backs, through thick and thin, no matter how crazy things get.

“Hey, are you ready to head out there?” Juice questioned, standing in the doorway to Jay’s locker room, interrupting my thoughts. I nodded at him, excited for the surprise I’d planned for tonight, one that Jay was going to love.

To say I was nervous was definitely an understatement, but I was also filled with excitement, because I knew that Jay’s going to be thrilled for this. It was a huge step for our life together, and a major change for his career in AEW, but we’d talked about things like this, on our late night flights, and I knew that even though our timing wasn’t planned, he was going to love the announcement. Juice walked with me to guerilla in silence, a knowing smile laid on his face, being as he was the first I’d told about this.

“His music is going to play, and then you’ll walk out together. Good luck out there Bria, it’s going to be an amazing night.” Juice smiled at me before patting me on the back and turning, revealing the man who’s held my heart all these years.

“Hey beautiful, you look stunning.” Jay smiled, his brown eyes lighting up when he looked at me. “I swear, I’m the luckiest man in the world. Win or lose a match, it doesn’t matter so long as I have you.” He sighed, that smile still there.

“You’re so sweet, Jay, but I’m the lucky one because I have you.” I smiled back at him, and he walked towards me. “Everyday I get to spend with you is a dream come true. I love you.” I say, placing a hand on the side of his face. He leans down and presses a small kiss on my lips. As we pulled away, his music began to play, and he grabbed my hand.

The fans knew Jay as a heel, someone who would cut corners to get what he wants, but the Jay that walked to the ring with me wasn’t that. The one who held the ropes open for me, the one who smiled at me, that was the Jay they didn’t get to see. In his hand was a microphone, one that he’d use to introduce me to the fans, and the same one I’d use to announce to not only him, but everyone in the arena that I’m not the only #1 fan of Jay’s.

“Now, normally, this is where whoever had the main event get’s their chance to thank the fans for coming out. Typically, that isn’t my thing here, but tonight I’ve got something planned. Last week, I had a conversation with the lovely Tony Khan, and he agreed that tonight the ring could be mine, so I could introduce all of you to this stunning woman beside me.” He chuckled nervously, a hand coming to the back of his neck before rubbing it gently. “Well, for everyone listening, this is my girlfriend, Bria.” Fans cheered, clapped, and screamed, all for us.

“Not only did I want to come out here and introduce her to all of you, but I wanted to do something that took us back to where we started. When I met you Bria, I was in awe at how beautiful you were, and I knew that night I needed to know who you were. Hell, I made a total fool of myself in front of you, and you still agreed to go on a date with me. I don’t know how, because I was definitely acting out of character for me, but I’m sure damn lucky you did.” He smiled at me, and I couldn’t help but smile back at his words. “To this day, you’ve put up with all of my strange habits, the random things I tell you, and all of the chaos that’s come with my career, something that means almost as much to me as you do.”

Tears pricked my eyes, and I raised one hand to wipe them. As I closed my eyes to wipe them, I missed Jay lowering himself down to the mat, resting himself on only one knee.

“Bria, you’re the only person I want to spend the rest of my life with, the only person I want to share embarrassing stories with, and the only person I want to love for the rest of time. I love you, and it’ll always be you that has my heart. Will you marry me?” He questioned, and I glanced down, tears streaming down my face. In his hand was a beautiful diamond ring, the one I’d shown him seven months ago, picturing it on my finger as we danced around our living room together.

“Yes! Of course I’ll marry you Jay!” My words echoed from the microphone, and Jay smiled. He reached for my left hand, sliding the ring on it, and stood. He used both his hands to cup my face, the microphone placed uncomfortably on my cheek, but it didn’t matter as his lips connected with mine. Fans screamed in the background, and we laughed, a joyful one, happy to celebrate this new part of our life together. Grabbing his hand with my own, I reached for the microphone that still laid against my cheek, and slid it from between his fingers.

“I had a surprise of my own planned for tonight, my own little reason for coming out here.” Jay gained a puzzled look, but I only smiled back at him. I knew this was something that’d change things, but the new addition in our life was something that made everything worth it. “Well, about four days ago, I went to the doctors, and they told me some life changing news.”

I reached into the pocket of Jay’s hoodie that I wore today, and I pulled out a small envelope. Without a word, I handed them to Jay, and he began to slowly open them. As he peeked inside, he looked up at me, tears in his chocolate brown eyes.

“For those who are wondering, in that envelope is a pregnancy test, and a photo of our unborn child.” I smiled at Jay, knowing that we’d been scared about this moment after several tries, all resulting in negatives. “We’re having a baby.”

I smiled at him as he pulled the photo out, looking at the baby that was growing inside me. We finally got our chance.

#jay white #jay white imagine #jay white fluff #aew imagine #aew fluff #wrestling imagine #~my story :) ~

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kimimraikkonen7 · 8 months

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Q&A with Kimi Raikkonen at the Lotus E20 launch

The 2007 Formula 1 World champion talks of his return to the sport with the lotus F1 Team after two years away in the forests and stages of the World Rally championship.

Why F1?

Formula 1 is something very special in my racing career, and you always want to race at the toughest level, so Formula 1 is where you want to race if you have a choice.

How quickly did the deal come about with the Lotus F1 Team?

Everything came together quite quickly. We shared a common goal and everyone was happy. This was the only way to do it and everything went pretty well from there.

What do you think of the team now you’ve completed two days testing?

I’m happy with the team, they are very nice people, very easy going and it was nice to work with them for the two days I did in the R30. I think we’ll have a lot of fun in the season ahead and hopefully we will get some good results. I want a strong enough car to challenge for good results.

When did you decide to finish rallying and to go back to Formula 1?

When I did the NASCAR races, I enjoyed the racing and I want to do more racing. I still want to do rally and if I could I’d do them both at the same time – but this isn’t possible. For sure I will do rallying again in the future. I want to do racing as I had a really good time in NASCAR racing against other people and I realised that I was missing this – that’s when I decided that if there was a good chance to return properly that I would do it.

If you’d been in rallying with sufficient time could you have been as good as Sébastien Loeb?

I don’t know! I don’t think anyone is as good as him right now! For sure I could have improved, but I don’t know how far. I’d improved last year from where I was in 2010. I went to rallying to see how well I could do and I still think that it’s one of the most difficult sports that I have ever tried. It’s not easy! The guys at the front are very fast, but equally if you put them in a Formula 1 car they would probably have a similar story to me in rallying. I think I would need another couple of years with testing. With rallying there are so many different surfaces and it’s completely different from Formula 1.

What are your thoughts on how F1 has changed since you last competed?

In 2010 I didn’t really follow Formula 1 but I saw more races last year. It doesn’t really look different, but there is overtaking in some different places where people can just drive past by opening the rear wing and the driver in front has no chance to defend himself – so is this really overtaking? I don’t think it counts all the time. But for sure the show is better. The tyres make a difference too, as there is a big speed difference between when the tyres are new and when the tyres are old. In the old Formula 1, you had to be so much faster than the guy in front of you to have any chance to overtake, but now with the tyres and the DRS, it’s different.

Do you have anything to prove with your return?

I think people expect things from me, but as long as I know that I’m giving 100% and I’m happy with my driving then I’m happy. If those aspects are true and it’s not enough, then it’s not enough.

How’s your motivation?

There’s always talk about my motivation, written by people who don’t know me and couldn’t have an idea on how strong my motivation is. If I didn’t feel I had the motivation, I would stop. My feeling is that I probably drove some of my best races in my last season in Formula 1 and I was very happy with my performance. I’ve never had any issues with motivation.

What are your thoughts on KERS and DRS – you didn’t have them when you tested the R30.

I’ve driven with KERS before and DRS is just a button. Once you’ve done it a few times it will become automatic.

How well do you know your new team-mate, Romain Grosjean?

I think we will have a good relationship. I met him before Christmas and I raced against him in 2009. He seems a very nice and normal guy, so I don’t see any problems there.

How is your fitness for Formula 1’s challenges after two years rallying?

For sure, the G forces are different, but you get pretty good G forces in some tarmac rallies. The steering is probably a bit heavier in rallying too. You sit in different position and you use different muscles. Rallying overall is probably not as physically tough in short bursts like Formula 1 but it’s pretty mentally tough as you spend the whole week for about 12 hours a day in a car driving. In this way rallying is much more tiring than Formula 1. The driving itself is more physical in Formula 1, but I’m looking forward to getting more sleep.

Lotus F1 Team is fighting to be back at the front, how can you help in this battle?

In my last year at Ferrari we weren’t always at the front but I’m a good racer and I want to get to the front. Lotus started well last year and we hope that the new car will be strong.

-2012

#kimi raikkonen #kimi räikkönen #formula 1 #lotus f1

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How about 20 and 25 for Georgie, and 7, 30, and B for the twins!

Tyy!!! these are all so fun!! my awnsers got Looong so the rest are under teh read more<33

Georgie:

20, If they were asked to explain the difference between romantic and platonic or familial love, how would they do so?

Hmm. romantic as just a slightly different flavor of platonic, and familial as something stronger in some ways than both, familial is choosing to stay with someone through everything, where as most friends and lovers, however strong the feelings, are people who can fade in and out of your life. him being adopted causes this take on familial, and his calm approach to life & love shapes the others.

25, What are their thoughts on marriage?

Happily married to the love of his life Sosiel!! longer answer, he sees it as an extra step to show the bond you and a partner have, but doesn't see it as nessasery or an end goal, just one of the ways of pledging your love for someone [and throwing a big party!]

7, What triggers nostalgia for them, most often? Do they enjoy that feeling?

Celia: Most often? her close friends, but in general shes a very nostalgic person, constantly following threads of recognition back to the past, distracting herself from the constant threat of her situation in the warmth of the past, in the reassurance that shes made it through past struggles, she can make it through these, as well as reminding her what and who shes fighting for. she enjoys the feeling most of the time, and even recalling the horrors of the past can be reassuring to her.

Cecio: hmm. Wotr: everything? there is very little he cannot link back to Celia in his mind, to how she was when he was younger and how he thinks of her now. its less self soothing than Celia's nostalgia, and could be seen as self harm in a way, by constantly think of her and his complicated relationship with her. its not very healthy, but he morbidly enjoys the feeling sometimes.

30, Who do they most regret meeting?

Celia: Hmm. there is no one person that ruined or changed the course of Celia's life like Cecio, it was more of a butterfly effect over time. on one hand she regrets meeting her freind's and her part in dragging them further into the cycle of violence, but on the other she knows they had slim chances of surviving without her. I will say Polpo, even though she technically never met him as it was the lighter test & his stand puncturing her with the arrow that pushed her and her friends into a higher level of crime and violence, and her powerful stand meaning she would not be allowed to escape Passiones grasp.

Cecio: OOH. this is so good ill have to answer this both ways<3

wotr: his father, or the servant that took him to meet his father. if he had not met them, he would have stayed with Celia, stayed home. if he ever lest himself think about it, he would like to join the hellknights after her and eventually be able to fight side by side with her on the battlefield as an equal

jjba: the man who persuaded him to go undercover as a plant in the police force. while his urge to help his sister was preyed upon, and he is the only person other than Elena to have a genuine chance to escape the cycle, and he threw it away. then Passione didn't care about Celia's little brother, but by the time Rametto was 16, he had no other path than to take the test, which made Cecio feel guilt and regret over throwing his chance away. he would have been a defense lawyer, working to defend the people of his community, he had the grades and charm.

B, What inspired you to create them?

Celia i've already answered here but ill put myself on blast with Cecio.

Haurchefant Greystone. its so weird saying to now bc they are so completely different, but one fic i read made the very interesting choice to make his relationship with his father strained [in an au where he survived] and it was so fascinating to me!

i then pulled my dragoon oc and made her his half sister, someone left behind when Haurchefant was taken in by his father, and then combined it with him getting mistreated by his stepmother, leaving Celia to work to fund his knight training, as well as use the only method of social mobility she had, becoming a dragoon and attempting to become the azure dragoon. she fucking hates estinian and tries to kill him several times in her attempt to become the azure dragoon. yes im still anooyed by him from the drg job quests. i love him but i show it by throwing him on a cliff

silver hair and being a bastard son is what little remains, but i do imagine Cecio's friendly act, especially in pre-game in wotr is very similar to how Haurchefant acts.

#thebirdwrites #georgie #gold & silver #celia #cecio #TYY again<33 #and i bit the bullet and came clean about Cecio's inspiration. its wild to see how much some characters change #Cecios regrets were my fav to awnser #one small thing and it all would have been diffrent #but they were all v thought provoking!#georgies view on types of love is fairly atypical #and similar to his thoughts on marrige #its just another way to say i love you #nice but not strictly nessasery to a relationship

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Hero Guide by Genos

Disclaimer: The information written here is as determined by the fanboy Genos in his personal diary ahem, training diary, and is therefore incredibly biased.)

Caped Baldy Saitama

Full Name: Saitama

Hero rank: A-Class, Rank 39 (those moron HA executives aren’t quite there yet, but we are getting closer. I believe Sensei is applicable for a hero name change now… I must have a word with the board.)

Age: 25

Race: Human (God?)

Height: 175 cm

Weight: 70kg

Residence: Formerly City Z, abandoned apartment (with me!!!) Currently City A Hero Apartments (next to me!!!!!) HATE MAIL WILL IMMEDIATELY BE INCINERATED. USE ADDRESS FOR FANMAIL ONLY.

Overview

A pillar of justice, the most incredible hero, the strongest man in the world, the wisest master. After extensive tests and observations, Saitama-sensei (who prefers to be called by his real name with no honourifics; I would never call him by his hero name, but how can I disrespect my master by not addressing him properly?) is revealed to be completely flesh and bone. Upon our first meeting, he has revealed that he does not use parts like me. At the time, I took his explanation as bullshit untrue, but I have since then readjusted my impression of him. Sensei is a very honest man… he can also pick out the lies of others, but that, unfortunately, hasn’t done him much good. Even he himself cannot explain the secret to his inconceivable strength—perhaps it was purely indomitable willpower. His goal is to fight a worthy opponent and live comfortably. He states he became a hero ‘for fun’; however, he seems to have forgotten his original motive, which I believe to be helping people. I think Sensei isn’t enjoying being a hero, because he hasn’t met an opponent remotely on par with his power… and I burden him with my discipleship… so, there must be something else tying him to being a hero. Apart from profit. He is a humble man, I I will explain further in the next section.

Personal Life

Personality: Sensei displays a remarkable calmness no matter the situation, able to remain clear-headed—is this the key to success? I have much to learn from him in that aspect. He is also laid-back and… lazy at times. He does not seem to display a high level of intelligence and remains ignorant of worldly affairs, however, such awareness and intelligence is not needed from a man of his prowess. I do not think he is stupid, only… apathetic. Sensei is kind, just, wise, straightforward and genuine. He has displayed knowledge of the truth on multiple occasions and cares more for the wellbeing of others than his own—a true hero. He cannot sacrifice his physicality, but he can sacrifice the things he cares about to save others—such as his public image. Examples of his is when he gave credit to the heroes fighting the Deep Sea King and gave his hero suit to a child who had his clothes stolen at a hero costume contest. Sensei is truly a selfless man. He is also very humble. He does not accept rewards (once when he defeated monster at a police station and gave them credit, second when he saved a kidnapped child and refused their money as a reward, thrice when he) He also lives minimally, being resourceful and making do of what he has—he is an easily satisfied man, finding joy in simple things such as eating udon or hot pot with me his acquaintances.

I also feel like Saitama-sensei sees right through me sometimes. When his eyes do not look like a dead fish’s, they are deep and it’s as if colour seeps back into them and he sees when i am lying to myself. He is omniscient, omnipotent. I see his face everywhere, in the clouds, on the white shine of my dinner plate, on the ceiling of Dr. Kuseno’s laboratory when I lie on the operation table… whenever he arrives at a scene, he brings hope.

Sometimes I cannot help but believe he is God.

But I know that isn’t true. Not when he is so gentle to animals but cats run away from him, not when he hums a happy little tune when ‘90s songs comes on the radio, not when he nudges me aside while I do the dishes and helps me…

However, he is forgetful, especially of names, but I do not blame him, for his mental state should not be burdened further than his current decrepitude. It must be lonely for him; on dreary days I can see his shoulders weighing…

I hope I can alleviate some of his burden, or at least take some on my shoulders too. Let me help you, Sensei, please.

Background: Sensei has not told me much about his past, save for snippets which I treasure dearly and store with care in multiple hard-drives in addition to my brain. I do know he struggled as a child and young adult in school and in employment, but persisted despite his acts of justice being scorned and thrown back in his face. I admire him greatly for this—no matter how much the tide beats him down, he always stands back up. It is no wonder he became the man he is today.

He has no family that I know of, but perhaps he is simply estranged from them. Despite him wanting to be a hero for a long time, the moment he decided to leap for his dream was when he fought a nameless low-level crab monster, which was a formidable foe at the time. He saved a butt-chinned brat from it and decided to pursue his dream to be a hero when the Hero Association hadn’t even been created.

Saitama-sensei then proceeded to train for three years straight, so hard that he went bald. He also suffered suffocating isolation on his path to power. His training regimen consisted of regular muscle training, which makes me more inclined to believe how he paved his way to power was through sheer willpower and determination. Truly incredible… but, I keep circling back to one of his invaluable quotes: “Human beings are great because we have the power to change ourselves.”

I wonder then, I am not entirely human anymore, so would I still be able to catch up to him…? Was all this for naught? Am I wasting his precious time? Will I never defeat the Mad Cyborg?

No. When I was facing the giant meteor about to fall on our town, old man Bang gave me a piece of advice: “You’re too young to be worrying sbout consequences. Sometimes it’s best to just muddle your way through.”

I don’t usually take that old man’s advice, but that’s what Sensei does, isn’t it? Besides, Sensei also said, “Instead of being stuck on the past, keep moving forward.”

If I keep pushing, I will eventually catch up to him. I have to. Then he won’t be alone anymore.

I am going off-track. More about his past (I must ask him more about it later): coincidentally, the Hero Association was established shortly after Sensei began training… and the child he saved bore a remarkable resemblance to the founder of the HA, Agoni… could it be…?

Hero activity

Saitama-sensei usual hero activities consists of fighting obliterating monsters (any level, even God level and above. I have complete faith in him.) and saving civilians; but he seems to not worry too much about collateral damage, only that no one has died. A rare instance I can think of him actively going out of his way to prevent collateral damage was in his fight with Tatsumaki, whom he later complained got all the credit for defeating nonexistent monsters (MORON EXECUTIVES!!)

Fighting style: Saitama-sensei does not fight. He exterminates, eliminating all his enemies with one punch if he does not give them a chance at all. His fighting style as I have observed so far is static; however, upon witnessing the future of a different timeline via my core, I now understand. It is not that his growth is static.

He has been growing this whole time.

I also… had never seen him so serious as he was when fighting against Garou. Was it because of me? Did I almost cause him to destroy planets?

Despite him being the strongest man in the universe, that was the first time I was afraid of him.

His punches are direct, powerful and efficient. If he is feeling kind and patient (and not missing a bargain sale) he will give his adversaries a chance before he eliminates them with a Serious Punch or, to (sic) ‘spice things up a bit’, his Consecutive Normal Punches.

Abilities:

• Killer Move, Serious Series: Serious Punch

When Sensei is in Serious Mode and punches the enemy. This singular punch will almost always end the foe before or on contact; otherwise, it will end the foe shortly. Death is inescapable.

I have experienced his Serious Punch (I nickname it the Death Punch) first-hand. It was enough to blast a hole through a plateau, and more. He had been holding back even then… because, as I understand now but naively didn’t at the time, he would have definitely killed me if he hadn’t held back. In fact, he probably would have destroyed Earth.

I wonder frequently how those strong hands could be so gentle when flicking my forehead.

• Consecutive Normal Punches

When Sensei delivers a series of punches (he looks so dashing cool intimidating when he is in Serious Mode!! I couldn’t help but develop a move of my own after his!) that are weaker in power than his Serious Punch. This is an effective combo move that finishes off the enemy, though I’m unsure if Saitama-sensei actually designed it for that purpose.

• Killer Move, Serious Series: Serious Sideways Jumps

A unique, unexpected technique that was used to defeat that pervert Speed o’ Shit Sound Sonic. The shockwaves alone are enough to throw enemies to the curb without outright killing them. It is effective for dazing enemies and disarming them.

• Killer Move, Serious Series: Serious Sneeze

A move used only once against Garou, Sensei performed it in Serious Mode and sneezed part of the surface of Jupiter off. This sneeze is purely force and is relatively uncontrollable (in terms of power level and timing) except for the direction it is aimed, which can be generally adjusted.

• Killer Move, Serious Series: Serious Table Flip

Clutching my core with one hand (I did not know Sensei would value it so much; even though it had no practical use anymore, I suppose it had sentimental value. There is a trembling feeling in my chest that I cannot name) and performing this move with the other, it was also used only once against Garou when he ripped the surface of Io apart by digging his hand into the ground and flipping it upward. Shards of the shattered surface scattered into space, providing an effective cover and obstacle respectively for Sensei’s attacks and Garou’s defence.

I have analysed Saitama-sensei’s fight in space a multitude of times, and have gained valuable insight from it. Insight on power, yes, but also on Sensei himself… I think I understand him better now. I will not leave him.

***

Here’s Genos’s section written officially by the HA in their guidebook

#opm #one punch man #genosai #genos #saitama #genos’s diary #fanmade #guidebook #hero association #genos is incredibly biased #my post

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