#SHe's Sako now

[d144-catzie]

Winter Wasteland and Dried Oil

Prologue: 3 Days

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“Stupid colony! Closet minded toasters!”

Grumbled one of the worker drone. Stomping out from the medical centre after what he could assume a snow pile times in his life, backpack hanging loosely on his back and a scowl on his face.

“Why the hell dad assumed that I have some ‘oh there’s probably a malfunction in your brain, let’s get the docs to fix that’ I’m sorry, braindead, but I’m doing this for us!” the worker drone mocked as he raised two peace sign, folding it added with an old man tone to emphasize his father’s words.

Oh, his name? Vityaz. A geeky rebellious genius. Ace his classes, unfortunately he doesn’t give a milimeter effort to make his future as a worker in WDF, not a single worker drone want to close the distance between him and themselves because who in the right worker drone mind wanted to be close with someone obsessed about the outside and drones responsible for their kind’s death?

Well except…“Yazz! There you are, I gotta show ya something and you’re gonna love it!” Uzi. Another worker drone Vityaz could actually get along with, a rebellious kid and surprisingly got a knack for weapons for someone as young as her.

“Oh, yeah? Surprise me” his navy blue eyes displayed on his black visor gave a challenging look towards the younger girl, who in return gave him a smug accepting look from her neon purple eyes with a smirk, “as always” she responded before leading them towards her room.

Standing in the middle of her room that consists mostly of posters of her favourite anime Uzi manage to pirate, not to mention the purple neon lights similar with her eyes too. There were also post-it-notes pasted by Khan Doorman around the key hanger, those are definitely things that haven’t changed…well mostly the topic and that never fails to make the boy make a dedpanned expression everytime he saw that.

Sighing then tidied his turquoise synthetic hair “doc really need some more training with reattaching hair on my hatch” he huffed before he turned his attention at the purple haired girl shuffling around her room to find a certain paper she kept.

“Do you need help with finding the surprise, Zizi?” Vityaz pointed at every corner in her room awkwardly which he got an “aha!” as a response from the girl who’s now holding a rolled paper.

Uzi unrolled the paper she’s holding and the moment the older boy looked at it, he was beyond surprised to the point he was silent. “So I noticed that your railgun design is kinda inefficient with that big size and I thought about making it more…easy to carry around! And Uzi presents to you THIS!” and she isn’t wrong with her reason.

Vityaz had been working on a weapon of his own the moment he knew about the abilities the Murder Drones have, to the point this geeky boy was so fixated about them more, and him building a weapon was to kill one of them to satisfy his quriosity about their capabilities. Looking at the younger girl’s railgun design left him gaping with amazement, the structure was understandable and smaller in size, just add a little tweak and her design would be a perfect one, compared to his with bigger and complex structure.

“Woah hahah! This is sick as HELL, Uzi…when did you make this?!” he exclaimed as he had his hands on the purple haired girl’s shoulders, his neon navy blue eyes wide in amazement. “The moment you showed me your railgun, I feel like yours was pretty heavy and I told you about making it more easy to carry around. Efficient and deadly to those freaky yellow birds!” she rambled with the same wide eye as him.

If they were humans, they’re sure that their endorphins are triggering lots of positive feelings, but being robots probably had something to do with  “If this place have some weaponry I’m 101% confident that we’ll give those murder drones some trauma so BAD they’ll chicken back home”

“AND not living behind these doors like a coward!” Vityaz added her claim as 101% appeared on his visor.

“Okay, you have shown me your surprise, I guess it’s my turn” his words made Uzi gasp in surprise, “bro, no fair! You always beat me when it comes to this stuffs!” she whined whilst the older male drone could only giggle and pat her head full of purple locks. “Cool your jets, buddy. But seriously, this will fry your circuits!”

Rumaging through his bag after he informed the younger girl about his own surprise as he pulled out a burnt dummy neck, the head was definitely left this world. “A burnt…dummy” he nodded at her question “a burnt duuuummyyy~” he sang while swinging the dummy remains on his hand back and forth, “a burnt duummyy…oh…OH!!” realization hits her harder than the hard reboot.

“The railgun worked?! Those sci-fi movies weren’t lying!”, “yep! This bad boy managed to obliterate this dummy’s head and left nothing! Can’t wait to use it for real…oh wait that’s the problem” the light in their eyes dimmed at the fact that WDF won’t just let either of them go outside.

“Crap…now how are you going to get outside now?! Your dad will 100% say no about what you’re gonna do…or if my dad knows about this he will say double no” the young man let out a long exasperated sigh, gripping his turquoise locks in a frustrated manner.

He abruptly stopped, completely stopped the long sigh and his every movements, except his mouth. A smile slowly creeping its way onto his face, “Zizi…how many more days until Take Your Children To Work day arrives?” said girl opened her mouth only to close it again as she averted her neon purple eyes at any direction, thinking.

Then she snapped her fingers “3 days from now!” he released his grip and neon navy blue locked onto her intently “weekend right?” Uzi nodded and he hisses out a small ‘yes!’ with his fist pumped, as the girl raised a displayed eyebrow questioningly.

“But I thought you hate that day?” her question made him snap out from his little moment, “oh hell yes I do hate that day. The only time Take Your Children To Work isn’t so boring is when I can hang out with my little Zizi” Vityaz sang the last part. Much to the purple headed girl’s whines to stop ever since he called her that, the boy continued “aside from that! I’m gonna commit something crazy!”

“And what is that are you planning to do…?” she asked which the boy answered with two finger guns and a wink “fulfill my bucket list!

3 days from now…”

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Small hammer clangs itself onto the bell rapidly, its ringing resonated in the area, so loud that its inhabitants could cry of joy at the sign.

That the 15 minutes are up

15 minutes, short time yet so many things happened in a flash. 15 minutes struggle. 15 minutes of crying. 15 minutes of constant death. 15 minutes of their game.

“Coast is clear, murder drones out of sight! Patrol team, spread out and find the remaining survivors!” one worker drone commanded a group who start to do as he said. Same could be said with the other similar teams who began to spread out the large area.

“For those who were injured, come here for help!” yelled out the worker drones who carried bandages and tool kits.

“Let me help you with your weapon, you go get rid of those nanites with the aid relief team” another ushered the injured survivor towards the said workers in charge before tinkering with the firearm.

“Wait where’s Sako?!” a drone panicked when the presence of a certain worker wasn’t around but before the others could rendezvous the area, a voice already called out.

“I’m here, don’t worry!” Sako, the mentioned young worker drone came running towards the group with an injured drone who’s in sleep mode, added with a bandaged amputated leg, on her back. “Aid relief team, please treat his leg and donor some oil for him!” said team immediately did as she requested, gently taking the male drone from her back to give him further treatment and gather well worker drones for oil donor.

Seeing the asleep drone being helped just like others who were injured after the game, among the crowd the young girl approached a man with clipboard on hand with a coloured marker on the other. It wasn’t rare to see the man’s harsh look displayed on his visor on these occassions, but this one was  rather…

“Hey pops, any…news about the result of today’s hunt?” grimacing as a response, unlike any other day where he answered his daughter’s question right-away, he only shows her the clipboard. “Aye…they weren’t joking when they said they won’t hold back” her neon turquoise eyes dulled as she murmured.

List of names, veterans and newcomers of the playground they’re in, and many of the names have been crossed out with different colours. Today game’s result was 39 names crossed with yellow marker, looking at the rest of the names only made her feel more uneasy “do you have more addition to be crossed out?”

Turquoises displayed on her visor immediately turned into two wide O’s as she stumbled on her own words, before finally stabilized herself  “quite much actually, but let me get this quick…

…Theo, shredded with drill. Leia, clean cut at the neck and taken to the spire. Allen, multiple nanite wounds on the body. Chip, oil loss and fatal wounds on vital points. Mari, damaged systems because of fall damage. Pac, mutilated with laser gun. Dell, caught in an explosion. Zipp, burnt beyond repair…” and as she went on and on about the corpses she encountered at the area in search for survivors while she’s at it, she only grew more and more anxious.

“Added with what you mentioned…that would be 51 companions departed from this hunt” he grumbled as his neon lime eyes furrowed while crossing out the mentioned names.

But turning at his daughter who has her face hanging low in a depressing manner. He softened his glare and patted her ginger coloured locks “I’m unsure that I’m worthy of becoming the lookout for the team if this keeps happening, well you can’t just see the dark side everytime you do your job, kiddo” he quoted words Sako said back in first day joining the team.

“It’s not always easy and I get that” he continued but didn’t get any response from the younger drone. Averting his attention towards the drone she came back with, Mac, before turning back to her with a small smile tagging on his face “you know…I’m unsure myself if I should take your mom’s role in the resistance but you wanna know what I do when I’m not so sure?”

Now this time the young female drone glanced up at him to see a little childish mischevious grin displayed on her father’s face before facing away, holding back her giggle that’s about to errupt.

“I double down!!”

Erruption of giggles came from both “still into that stupid show?”. He drew circles on her back as she looked up at him and he chuckled in return “hey at least it was funny…better now?” at his question, the gingerhead nodded slightly, anxiety slowly diminishing.

“Josef, we’ve retrieved the survivors and remaining corpses” The said man turned away from his daughter to the voice approaching him, the leader of the patrol team and the squad itself trailing behind, supporting the survivors and carrying large bags with corpses inside.

The small father-daughter moment was cut off. Josef cleared his throat and faces Sako who gave him an understanding nod, ‘I’ll be waiting at home, best wishes’ is what the girl probably said in silence before making her way to one of the buildings where they live, and seeing his daughter finally entering their home, the man’s neon lime eyes went back to its furrowed state, continuing his job.

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“Today’s game was a haul!”

A voice boomed and echoed in the building walls, empty, aside from the three drones. “Yes, a haul, AND…compared to the previous games with them we got bullets in our eyes and one stab on the visor” Other voice came but compared to the boastful and loud, this one gave off a witty yet capricious tone.

“So it’s a win-win?” Another one asked, but this time it was rather chipper and has an upbeat impression. “For amusement? Yes. To stay thrift? No” Answered the owner of the capricious voice, adjusting his cap on his silvery locks before going back to gluing a drone’s neck back to its body while humming.

“But we could stay thrift for other times, with these many sentient toasters we got today, our oil reserve will help us stay alive for a week…at least” His subordinate muttered the last part doubtedly, “K is right actually, it’s also part of our job ordered by JCJenson” The other surbodinate popped up behind her companion, K, to support his statement.

But seeing their leader not responding in any way, the female put down a trinket in her hand and took a step slowly, “your concern isn’t about the overkill today or being thrift isn’t it, G?”

SLAM

His response was…not what both of the subordinates expected.

Big crack now decorated the previously smooth wall. G dropped the worker drone corpse as his fist was formed into a tight clench. Calm complexion now morphed into one that would be called irritation or grudge. Previous yellow circles now replaced with a huge yellow >< as a deep scowl adorned his face.

“So what, S?! The hell’s with our job if we have no clear orders!” He yelled, his fist trembling at how much force he put into. K and  S have large O’s displayed on their visor at their leader’s sudden outburst.

A loud exasperated sigh left his lips as he faced the building’s floor, “sorry…didn’t mean to yell in front of your faces like that” The leader apologized. G’s eyes glitched back to its previous circles that displayed a regretful look. “You alright there?” K approached the slightly slumped male with a hand in attempt to check on him.

But in return, G only raised a hand and it instantly stopped the short bob cut male as he retracted his hand. Looking up, which he may have composed himself, he stated “can’t get the message to stop clowning around out of my head” With an mocking emphasis in his tone.

“Still with that, huh…since when we’re clowning again?” the girl has multiple question marks on her visor, arms crossed in a questioning manner. “So far we only did what they said. Crackers! We’re even one of the top teams” another sigh came from G as a response for K’s statement.

With furrowed expression, the leader of the squad exclaimed “but that doesn’t change the fact that they literally called us clowns” in a stern tone.

“Tomorrow until before the game starts, we’ll hunt colonies and stray worker drones while also taking the strong ones for our playground” G twisted his hand that was used to punch the wall, going back to his personal work of polishing and fixing the worker corpse as he usually claims to give it a ‘beautiful’ send-off.

While the other two who now have composed themselves, S let out a small wistle that caught his attention “can I ask something about no clear order?” Asked the girl of the squad. “That’s a question answered for another time” The disassembly drone stopped at what he’s doing, standing up as he turned to his subordinates, his braid swished to his back.

S and K listening intently as G concluded his order for his members “we’re going to up our game, I was satisfied with today’s result in all honesty and I hope this keeps going” A mad smile crept onto his face, sharp fangs protracted.

“3 days before our next hunt. 3 days before this neverending winter will be filled with fresh oil”

#Murder drones #murder drones oc #winter wasteland and dried oil #d144.writes #Hey look I'm alive again #I changed Terra's name #SHe's Sako now

[akseedragon713]

Aksee DadGiri Week day seven- A League (of Villains) of Their Own! I made it through all seven days! <3

"Why are you all following me...?"

"Wait up!"

"Eeee!"

"I'm coming!"

"This is stupid..."

"Yeah, why are we doing this again...?"

"Oh, don't think about it too hard. It's fun!"

Close-ups on everyone under the cut!

#my art #aksee dadgiri week #league of villains #kurogiri #shigaraki tomura #toga himiko #iguchi shuichi #bnha spinner #bnha dabi #todoroki touya #bubaigawara jin #bnha twice #sako atsuhiro #bnha mr compress #i think i got them all XD #i was going to add magne but she doesn't have a canon age #i didn't know how to de-age her with the rest :( #<3<3<3 #now im taking a hand break for like a week XD

[slayersins]

I read the new chapter properly only tonight and it took me out..I also didn’t realised up until now Dabi lost the same arm as End*avour …I was too preoccupied with the Compres panels…

(He is so done with the blue bloods, I love his sour ojisan faces let me kissy kissy- …the translation mentioned him talking to the police and heroes, maybe we will get an interrogation scene next time (AAAAH), I hope Horikoshi won’t drag out picking up that thread too much 🤞)

#horikoshi my man don't tease me you gave me sako crumbs now i'm feral and salivating #dabi #sako #i'm just rambling i have too many feelings and a not big enough body tomcontain them #if Compress wasn't there to lighten up the mood for me #i don't even know the situation with dabi is so messy and heavy issa little too much #i hope rei will guide him back and won't die in the process #maybe she will help dabi to save himself #teach that little boy how to use his ice #ougggh #i don't know i need to lay down a little

[emmyrosee]

Let me have this uncle brainrot-

uncle!osamu gets glasses, and it’s the worse thing to happen to Miya Hisako.

It’s nothing major, his eyes just slowly start to go awry from readings and focusings and just general age, and despite being young, he’d rather just jump on the horse with glasses now than let his sight get worse and worse with time.

He looks good with them! And they certainly do help with his vision, even if it’s a lighter prescription, it’s definitely nice to just see the world normally again.

But not everyone seems to take kindly to the new addition.

Namely that of your seven month old.

“Hey tiny,” he groans, crouching down to pick up the child, who is staring up at him. “Oh I missed you so much.” He plants a few kisses on her chubby cheeks, and is confused by her lack of affection back. Her eyes are focused on him, very intently, as if trying to look past him and into his soul, and he shivers slightly under her weirdly cold gaze.

“Sako? What’s wrong-“

Just before he can finish, Hisako absolutely screams. Her vocal chords shake, her face screws shut, and she starts flailing and kicking herself from Osamu’s grip. He’s horrified, he’s so upset, and he’s trying his hardest to not get smacked by her waving hands and kicking feet. He tries to soothe her, shush and hold her close- maybe he pinched her by accident?- but it isn’t until one tiny fist swats at Osamu’s face and knocks the glasses clean from his nose that you intervene- just as Atsumu storms in to maul whatever creature was distressing his baby.

Brown eyebrows furrow in fury as they land on the blanched Osamu, who’s heart is currently in the process of shattering.

“I’ll kill you-“

“‘Tsumu, relax,” you sigh, grabbing your child from Osamu’s arms and bending down to pick up the frames from the floor. “I was right here, he didn’t do anything.”

“With her screaming like that, he must’ve!” The blonde accused, but with the glare you send him, he shuts his mouth pretty quick.

“No, I didn’t,” Osamu hisses; he’s trying hard to not cry, but you don’t say anything about it. He’s already hurt enough at his niece’s reaction that you’d hate to draw attention to it. “Whatever. Let’s just have dinner.”

And dinner goes no better. Hisako won’t eat, she’s just staring at Osamu with all of her might, and osamu can’t bring himself to look at her. And despite Atsumu’s efforts to make small talk, you all finish your food in predominant silence.

He’s an absolute mess, he doesn’t know what he did but he wants to fix it, because a life where Miya Hisako hates him is not a life he's about to live.

With dinner done, you tell him to go sit and relax, calm himself down from his impending meltdown before dessert- it's met with one hell of a fight from the chef, but in the end he relents and settles on the couch. As he removes his glasses to apply pressure to his eyes with fingers, he hears a happy little coo just a few inches away.

Then, tiny hands paw at Osamu’s legs to be lifted up into his arms, but he hesitates. This, makes Hisako whine to be lifted, and he chews his lip before calling for Atsumu to remove the bundle of joy that’s hurting his heart. The blonde rolls his eyes, “you could pretend to want your niece-“

“Atsumu, enough,” you snarl, but it’s not enough to stop osamu from sighing as he puts on his glasses, hoping to ease the migraine in his head.

When Hisako tries to squirm away again, your brow quirks.

“Osamu,” you say softly. “Take those off.”

“Why-“

“Because I said so.”

“Yeah, you know better than to question my better half,” Atsumu scoffs, grabbing a pastry to stuff into his mouth shamelessly.

The chef grumbles before doing so, and after a few minutes of staring, she smiles and coos for her uncle’s attention.

“Osamu, your glasses!” You laugh. “It’s your glasses!”

Three heads tip cutely in confusion for your words. You roll your eyes, “she doesn’t recognize you with your glasses. You probably scared her earlier, she doesn’t recognize it’s you!”

To test your theory, Osamu puts his glasses on once more, and the infant whines and tries to burrow against atsumu, and when osamu removes the frames and taps her on the leg to look at him, Hisako eagerly reaches out for him.

“Oh thank god,” Osamu says in one quick breath, taking the child from Atsumu and into his own arms, nuzzling into her neck and smoothing down the little wisps of hair on her head and squeezing her tightly while she giggles and plays with his hair in chubby fingers.

“I think you actually just saved my brother,” Atsumu says in amazement, and you shrug with a smirk before taking a sip of your tea.

“I’m magic like that.”

#back on the uncle brainrot bc i spent the whole weekend w/ my niece 🥹❤️❤️ #osamu miya #osamu miya fluff #osamu miya imagine #osamu miya haikyuu #miya osamu #miya osamu fluff #miya osamu imagine #miya osamu haikyuu #atsumu miya #atsumu miya fluff #atsumu miya imagine #atsumu miya haikyuu #miya atsumu #miya atsumu fluff #miya atsumu imagine #miya atsumu haikyuu #uncle!au #uncle!osamu #dad!au #dad!atsumu #uncle!hq #dad!hq #uncle!haikyuu #uncle!haikyuu au #dad!haikyuu #dad!haikyuu au

[kelin-is-writing]

+18 MDNI

atsuhiro sako x fem!reader; reader is referred to as “brat” because of her behaviour but she’s of age, a little bit of dry humping. BE AWARE

atsuhiro hates when you avoid him, no matter what reason is behind all of it, he simply hates it because if you got a problem with him this man would love if you could just go straight to him and talk it out, face to face.

but no, you’ve choosed to not talk to him for five days now and what angers the man more is that with the other league members you do talk, it’s only him the one getting the silent treatment.

when he finally has had enough of this situation, atsuhiro decided to wait for you outside of your room, right by the door. if you ain’t coming to him, he will be the one going to you.

atsuhiro is standing there, coat and mask removed that he left behind inside his room, leaning on his cane with a leg crossed over the other while humming mindlessly with himself in the wait; as soon as the man sees you walk in the hallway, he beams right away.

the moment you saw him stand there in front of you, your eyes went wide as your heart started to leap inside your chest at having to inevitably confront him about what you’ve been doing to him these last few days.

“oh! look who’s there! the young lady that has been avoiding me.”, he threw at you with a foxy smirk that seemed carefree, but was actually full of venom just like his words and that genuinely took you off guard for a few seconds.

“i’m– i’m not avoiding you...”, you mutter, lying pathetically on his face looking away pouting awkwardly; of course he has noticed, how could he not when it was so blatant?

“ohh please darling, who are you trying to fool exactly?”, atsuhiro pressed arching his eyebrows inwardly with an amused stare, because your attempts on trying to mislead him where so cute and useless he giggled genuinely.

“no one. you’re reading too much into it, i just really need some alone time.”, away from you and the way you make my heart flutter, you would’ve wanted to add but didn’t, there was no need for compress to know about your one-sided crush on him, he would laugh at you.

the villain’s eyes furrowed at that answer as he went to elegantly cross his arms over his chest, inhaling deeply from his nose while tilting his head to the side slightly in a pondering way:

“that’s weird though, i could swear that you’re being like this only to me.”

you flinched imperceptibly, cheeks flushing immediately at what he just said, a shiver running down your back as you finally came to terms with the fact that he had caught you red-handed and wasn’t going to be merciful.

oh~?, he thought with himself the moment your face became a faint tint of red, eyes adverting from his timidly, making atsuhiro shudder delighted by such an endearing sight in front of him.

“that’s not true... you’re being so unnecessarily pushy”, and with that last flustered call out you started walking toward him steadily, wanting to be out of there as fast as possible. when you stepped past sako’s figure, you continued “just leave me alone.”

that was it.

with a sarcastic huff he let his cane drop to the floor, the second later he had turned back to you grabbing your arm delicately but still firmly, his other hand went to rest on your hip before atsuhiro pushed you against the wall in a blink.

you looked up at him dumbfounded, not understanding anything of what was going on in that moment, whereas the man glanced down at you with a calm smile across his nonchalant face as if all that was a normal occurrence.

“can’t leave alone such a cute brat—”

the next thing you know, atsuhiro had trapped your chin between thumb and index while bending down to press his lips against yours, leaving you speechless to say the least.

as you stared into his brown eyes still shocked, he fluttered them close tilting his head to the side before locking your lips together, making you notice that they matched perfectly like two pieces of a puzzle that found themselves and that made your breath hitch inside your throat; sako took it as a chance to sneak his tongue inside your mouth, starting to kiss you more fervently but still with that elegance and class that characterised the man in front of you.

after few moments the two of you parted from each others, your eyes completely hypnotised by his that were intensely glancing down at you, a string of saliva connecting your tongues as atsuhiro smiled mischievously and that was when you nearly fell on the floor from how overwhelming the makeout session if it wasn’t for his leg that he positioned between yours, pressing it against your core.

you let out a gasp tumbling forward at that movement, hands going to rest on his thigh for support as your head hung low right now, too much has been going on for the last few minutes and you still haven’t catched on any of them fully yet.

“do you know how sexy you look right now, my angel?”, atsuhiro questioned while starting to rub slowly his leg against your clothed pussy, a small trembling whimper leaving your lips. he leaned down to your ear “so damn sexy...”, he whispered in an half moan, smirking satisfied when he felt you grind on his thigh desperately for more friction.

“w-why are you– ah! doing this?”, you slurred arching your back leaning closer to his face panting, biting your lower lip at the realization that his leg wasn’t enough to make the heat in your core go away, you need something else.

“because you keep looking at me like you’re begging to be devoured.”, he says back while breathing heavily, sly smirk on his lips as he goes to loosen the necktie, feeling his dick harden inside his pants at seeing the way you blush and start to mouth surprised. “what? did you really think i wouldn’t notice?”, the silence that followed made him laugh wholeheartedly, because... how could he not notice when your stare was so intense it has nearly formed a hole on his face as of now?

those lovestruck eyes looking at him feverishly, your teethes nibbling at your bottom lip and those pretty legs of yours pressing together in a vain attempt of calming the arousal between them. everytime atsuhiro spoke you were wrapped around his finger and he has noticed it, when he did the villain couldn’t think of anything else other than bending you over one of the bar’s tables and ram his dick inside your needy pussy, his name coming out from your pretty lips as moans.

the man pushed his thigh against your core more, watching as you grit your teethes in a useless try to not let out a sound, but even though you tried so hard it was inevitable for whimpers and gasps to escape, especially then he tensed his leg while pushing you down on it.

“you’re such a jerk...”, was what came out from your lips and he was taken aback, despite the cocky smile on his lips, atsuhiro was about to bite back when you kept talking “just– stop teasing me already...”, you whined pitifully, your face completely melted under his ministrations, he was playing with you since the kiss and it was honestly way more than you could handle. there’s no way dry humping alone would satisfy you.

the villain snorted making a pout form on your pretty ticked of face, before he grabbed delicately your jaw and leaned down to press his lips against yours once again, this time pushing his tongue right away into your mouth.

atsuhiro removed his leg from between your legs, making a disappointed whine come out of you that disappeared into the kiss, he then grabbed your leg from underneath and hooked it up his waist, doing the same with the other one before hoisting you up against the wall, his full hard on pressed flush against your clothed cunt giving you goosebumps.

when he parted, still an inch away from you, the man looked into your eyes with an hunger and lust you’ve never seen nor ever expected from someone as elegant and collected as him.

“after all, i really like you y/n...”, at those words you jumped turning red like a tomato in no time, an amused yet dangerous smirk curled up his lips as his left gloved thumb went to press onto your bottom lip before going past them and even your teethes to rest flat on your tongue, holding it down as your spit started to coat the leather until slowly drool didn’t began trailing down from the corner of your mouth.

atsuhiro’s eyes darkened even more when you started to let out muffled moans as he was grinding his hips into yours eagerly:

“don’t worry darling, because i’m gonna take care of you all night long.”

#boku no hero academia #bnha #my hero academia #mha #mr compress #atsuhiro sako #bnha smut #mha smut #mr compress smut #atsuhiro sako smut #bnha x reader smut #mha x reader smut #mr compress x reader smut #atsuhiro sako x reader smut #kelin 🖋 #based on a dream i had the other night #and like i wasn't the one concerned lmfao #i watched everything unfold with dabi my side sdjksdjksjdksdjk #then we of course excused ourselves because well... yeah... #just a little something...

[hum-suffer]

Rivals? Who, us?

(Set in future, IPL 2024)

Shubhman knows they're fighting an uphill battle. His team is doing all they can but Rohit Bhaiya and Ishan are on the crease and obviously washing out all the efforts.

(And isn't that surreal to think? His team. Oh, god, his team. They've already won a lot of matches and are already qualified for the semis. He can't believe this. It feels like a dream. He thinks he will wake up in his house in Mohali at any moment now and—

And he doesn't. He blinks. He's still here.)

Shubhman adjusts his tshirts superstitiously, studiously ignoring the crowd chanting about Sara Tendulkar. And really, he doesn't regret any friendship as he does his acquaintance with her. She might be fun to be around at some times but she is definately not worth the trouble that his name and reputation gets because of some coincidental twinning.

He focuses on the match.

Ishan is at strike and he's at 49* of 21 right now. As much of a challenge Ishan is posing, Shubhman feels a surge of immeasurable pride in his chest for his boyfriend. Rashid Bhai is bowling, and even if it's selfish, Shubhman wishes that Ishan scores at least one more run— gets one more milestone. He's allowed to be selfish this time, damn it, because it's clear to him that Ishan won't do it. Ishan will play to make sure Rohit Bhai stays on the ground and he will care only to chase the score, not for his own score.

Ishan hits a six, the ball goes flying in the stands and even from the mid off area of the ground, Shubhman can see the way Rohit Bhai is beaming at Ishan in pride and barely controls his own smile. Ishan removes his helmet and holds it up as if it's an award and Shubhman knows that for him, it is. His cricket is the biggest award he has.

It was the last bowl of the over and it's time to change the bowler and Shubhman has already told Shami Bhai to go for it. He's just checking the scoreboard when he sees the board showing off Ishan's six. Warmth fills him, seeing the potential Ishan has.

The video shows Arya Rajput abruptly, the model celebrating Ishan's half century. And Shubhman. He stares.

What the fuck.

Because he can tolerate people yelling about Sara at him but he knows for a fact that Ishan only knows Arya from a fucking jio ad and doesn't even like her all that much.

Ishan made that goddamn half century. They didn't show his celebration but cut to the woman who wasn't playing? What the fuck. No, what the fuck.

The crowd cheers and the chants start again. "Humari bhabhi kaisi ho?Arya bhabhi jaisi ho!"

Shubhman has the savage urge to cuss the crowd. He knows they're only having fun but he doesn't want it to be at his relationship's expense. He takes a deep breath and relaxes his body, the chewing mint in his mouth now feels bland.

He forces his facial features to relax as well and cracks his knuckles, focusing back on the match.

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Shubhman comes across Ishan back again after the match, for the obligatory 'well played' handshakes.

Ishan grins up at him, sparkles in his big eyes and hair matted to his sweaty forehead. "Kyu bhai, aa gaya swad?" He quotes the meme and laughs, throwing his head back to be a complete douche.

Shubhman can't help but smile at him. "Beta utna hi udo jitna seh sako. Abhi you have to still fight the semis."

"So do you," he retaliates. Shubhman knows they're holding up the line and steps away and Ishan follows him, as if on total instinct.

Shubhman smirks,"Ghar jaa ke points table dekhna."

And Shubhman knows what Ishan would have said but is holding back from saying.

They're both going to go to the same home, after all. After the tournament, they're gonna go back to Mohali for a month and then to Patna. After all, they're gonna go back to each other's arms. They're going to the same home— each other.

Ishan doesn't say it, raises an eyebrow and Shubhman smirks back. Ishan retaliates by lightly punching Shubhman's stomach and Shubhman gets back to him by pinching his nose, hard.

Before the thing escalates, Rohit bhaiya is here. "That's enough from you two," he says with a grin, pulling the two away from each other. "Merko zindagi me shaanti se kab rehne doge tum log dono?"

"Aise impossible wish nahi manga karte Rohit bhaiya," Ishan says, that little shit,"You'll only be disappointed."

Rohit bhaiya flicks the back of Ishan's head. Shubhman grins in victory until he too is swatted on his shoulder.

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The dressing rooms are extremely near to eachother, so the both teams create a ruckus as they move to the upper floors, almost everyone laughing and talking. The tension created in the ground disappears.

Shubhman and Ishan are trailing at the end of the entrouge and Ishan has his hand around Shubhman's waist. He's very tactile, not only with Shubhman, and that reputation of his has helped them keep their relationship a secret. Till now.

They're stopped by a girl's voice calling for Ishan with so much familiarity, for a moment Shubhman thinks it must be some old friend, before they turn around and see Arya. Oh.

She jogs upto them with a big smile and her hand is instantly on Ishan's bicep as she gushes about how much she enjoyed seeing his innings. Ishan flinches away from her touch but she doesn't falter, stepping closer. Shubhman grits his teeth and tolerates it for about a minute before he rests his hand on Ishan's shoulder and digs his elbow there. Ishan turns stiff and Shubhman knows he has his attention.

"I'm so sorry," Ishan says,"but we have to meet Rohit bhaiya now and he said it's urgent."

Arya's face falls but she nods, squeezing Ishan's arm one last time as she says goodnight, not having enough manners to even greet Shubhman. He doesn't care either way, he's barely holding back from cussing and he knows his parents raised him better than to cuss at people. Even if they were annoying. And intrusive. And debatably worthy. And pushy. And—

Ishan reaches up to grab Shubhman's hand and pulls it around his shoulders, ensuring that his elbow is no longer digging into Ishan's shoulder.

Shubhman moves his hand to the back of Ishan's neck and squeezes lightly, willing away his urge to kiss his boyfriend silly in a common area. The grasp he has on Ishan's nape is possessive enough, enough so that he remembers that Ishan choses him everyday, that Ishan wants to be with him and not anyone else. That Ishan is his.

He feels Ishan shudder under his hold and squirm.

They've already reached the dressing room areas and Kane raises his eyebrows at them in concern. "You two okay, guys?"

Shubhman nods,"Yeah, don't worry about it."

"Mhm," Ishan hums, almost distracted,"Got held up by a fan. You know how it is."

Kane doesnt look convinced but he doesn't press. He gives them both a smile. "Yes, of course. Anyways, I'm going to go and change. Cap, come back whenever."

Shubhman feels overwhelmed that a man as great in cricket as Kane is, calls Shubhman his captain. He's never gonna get over it. He gives Kane a bashful grin and nods.

Ishan squirms under his hand again as Kane leaves, drawing attention to himself.

Shubhman narrows his eyes at Ishan and leans down to whisper in his ear. "Stay back in the dressing room after everyone leaves."

Ishan nods, no questions asked. Shubhman smiles at him and struts back to his dressing room, knowing how dazed Ishan is.

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Ishan doesn't know what's going on with Shubhman but it's delicious.

He's pressed against the wall near the lockers as Shubhman kisses him, moaning and groaning. Ishan doesn't think he's ever seen Shubhman this uncaring to keep their relationship secret.

"You've got no idea how much I've wanted to do that," he says and Ishan grins at him.

He grabs Shubhman's wrist and presses his hand into Ishan's waist even more than it's already pressed. "I think I do." Ishan says, closing his eyes and resting his head against Shubhman's chest.

His boyfriend isn't anything less than eager today, though. He ducks down to kiss Ishan's cheek and trails a line of kisses down his throat. The collar of Ishan's uniform tshirt is hindering his path so Shubhman uses his free hand to wrap it around Ishan's throat, subtly pushing away the collar and oh, Ishan doesn't want to examine the things the gesture does to him.

It makes Ishan keen and Shubhman, that little fucker, grins. Ishan can feel it against his throat. He raises his hand and grabs the back of Shubhman's neck. "Talk."

"What about?"

Ishan pulls Shubhman off of him with narrowed eyes. "You've been too tense and you're acting different. Talk, before I make you."

Shubhman doesn't speak anything for a while and Ishan thinks he will have to pull out the annoying puppy eyes routine but before that, Shubhman sighs and mutters,"I don't like her."

Ishan frowns. "Who?"

A flash of victory flashes in his eyes before Shubhman looks down again. "Arya. I don't like her. Or the way people scream her name when you score. Or the way the board shows her. Or the way the people comment about her. Or the way people make edits of you and her. Or the way she touches you. Or the way she speaks your name. I don't like her."

Ishan nods understandingly. He's amused, but he knows what Shubhman feels, he's felt that everytime they attach his name to Sara or Raveena. More Raveena, perhaps, she's...weird. At least Sara knows personal space.

He drags Shubhman to sit down on a bench that's unofficially his. As Shubhman sits down, Ishan draps himself over his lap, knees on either side of Shubhman's thighs, essentially trapping him.

He holds Shubhman's face in his hands tenderly, staring into his big eyes that are so vulnerable right now. He begins peppering kisses over his face as he murmurs. "Shubhman. I like you. Or the way people merge our names together. Or the way everyone knows we are a package deal. Or the way people comment about the two of us and call you jiju. Or the way people make those gorgeous edits of us. I adore the way you touch me. I love the way you say my name, half, full, angry, sad, desperate. Anyway you speak it, I love my name in your mouth."

He's nipping at Shubhman's jaw by the time he finishes speaking and he leans fractionally to murmur in his ear,"You are mine. I am yours. Anyone else will never matter."

Shubhman shudders under him and his hands on Ishan's thighs flex and tighten. "I know," he says,"but, I just can't—"

Ishan nods, kissing Shubhman to shut him up,"I know." He whispers against Shubhman's lips. "But I'm yours, aren't I?"

Shubhman nods jerkily, almost like his nods are forcing the truth in him. "Yeah," he rasps,"you're mine. And I'm yours."

He kisses Ishan, like his life depends on it. It's bloody and ferocious and everything that they are and more. He squeezes Ishan's thighs and pulls him nearer, as close to meshing themselves as possible.

Hysterically, Ishan thinks of a song lyric. Phool bhi ho darmiyaan toh faasle hue. He's never understood it better before this moment.

Ishan's heart is beating fast, one of his hands is under Shubhman's tshirt and other hand is tangled in his ever perfect hair. Shubhman moves his hands from Ishan's thighs to his hips and the other one to his throat.

He digs his thumb just under Ishan's chin and Ishan moans in his mouth, his hips stuttering on their own accord.

"I'm gonna mark you up," Shubhman says, voice croaky. "That fine, Jaana?"

Ishan nods, dazed as all hell as he focuses on the way Shubhman feels under him, the friction delicious and his hold addictive.

Ishan only realises that he's had his eyes closed when Shubhman changes the position of the hand on his throat and Ishan whines. It's something he knows Shubhman will tease him later but right now, he dives to bite at Ishan's collarbone.

The sting makes him hiss but Shubhman blows air on it and presses a chaste kiss on the spot, following the ritual all over Ishan's collarbone.

Ishan has to wear high collared tshirts for the next two days.

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Tagging: @mayakimayahai @kyayaarkiraa @ronika-writes-stuff @onthecloudseven @ispeakmorelanguagesthanyou

#desiblr #suffer ye suhana nahi #desi tumblr #ishman #shubhish #shubhman gill #ishan kishan

[curiousquirks]

Late Nights on Concrete (+18)

Pairing: Dabi x Fem!Reader

Content Warnings: Non-Penetrative Sex, Grinding, AFAB Reader, AFAB Dialogue Used, Fingering, (Slight Non-Con Exhibistism) but normal Exhibistism too, Pet Names Used (Princess), Dabi’s an ASS, Unsafe Sex, Humiliation, Non-Consenting Unknowing Sleeping People in the Room 

Word Count: 2,831

Summary:

“Better be quiet.” He whispered, taunting you. “Since you didn’t want it, I’ll just help myself.” | Dabi decides your ass pressing against him while trying to sleep in this rundown building the League decided to camp out in was driving him crazy. Might as well use you to get himself off, but don’t worry he’ll handle it himself since he’s such a gentleman.

Your feet stumbled into a dusty run down building, almost tripping on debris as you moved to bring your shirt up to cover your face. Echoed complainants can be heard as the rest of the League members follow behind you. You quickly move over to the window on the opposite side of the room, using your other hand to open it. You begin uselessly waving the dusty and gross air towards the window, cringing as you scrunch up your face in disgust.

“This place is awful!” Toga whined, pulling her sleeve to cover her hand before trying to wipe off the chair she found in the corner. “Why can’t we ever find decent places to stay in.”

“Shame we can’t stay in hotels, on account of how suspicious we all look.” Sako mused, moving around the shack as he inspected everything. “And the lack of funds too, of course.”

“I don’t see contributing anything to help.” Shigaraki countered Sako's rambling, dragging himself over to the couch no one wanted to go near before throwing himself onto it. “Stop bitching.” He mumbled into the couch cushion beneath him.

“At least this place has a roof.” You joked, nearly coughing as you moved to open more windows. “Last one didn’t.”

Toga pouted as she tried settling into the chair, crossing her arms not intending to get up to help at all. “I’m still upset that I didn't get to go into town this time. How come Spinner got to go?” She whined, using her foot to push a board nearby away from her. 

“It was our dear leader’s idea.” Sako answered, perching himself onto the counters nearby. 

“You’re just upset because you finally got told to stay behind for once.” You taunted before you started kicking the debris near the walls to give everyone more space. 

“I am not.” He defended immediately, implying that he was upset. “I just think that my quirk is quite beneficial in getting supplies for the whole League.” He lifted his hand up, rolling marbles between his fingers to show his point. 

“And I see staying behind doesn’t prevent you from still finding ways to get out of helping.” You grumbled, rolling your eyes. 

“Toga isn’t helping you.” Sako shot back, removing his mask. “Neither is Shigaraki.”

“Oh, I’m aware.” You said shooting a glare towards the couch. “Dabi wouldn’t help if he was here either!” 

“Wouldn’t help with what?” Dabi’s voice was heard from the open front door. “Nevermind, I see why you need it. This place looks like shit.”

“That’s what I said!” Toga added, still pouting in the corner.

“Great more useless bodies in my way.” You complained, continuing your thankless work of moving shit out of the way.

Dabi moved closer to you when your back was turned. “Maybe if you asked instead of bitching and assuming you’d get it, people would actually help.” Dabi's voice was loud as he spoke next to your ear, nearly causing you to jump. “Not that it’d do too much for this dump.”

Shigaraki flipped himself over on the couch, now laying on his back. He threw his arm over his face. “Surprised you decided to show up for once.” He mumbled, mostly to himself. 

“Only listened to your updates because you guys ended up in an area near me.” Dabi responded, leaning himself against the wall. “Didn’t want to deal with any of the shit in town nearby.”

“I thought it was because you missed us!” Toga shouted from across the room, grinning. “Come oooon, admit it!”

“Definitely not the case.” Dabi responded, keeping his eyes glued to you the whole time. “Your crazy asses are too much to handle.”

“Yeah right.” You laughed, tossing a piece of concrete near him. “You get lonely, just admit it.”

“Really making me want to stay.” Dabi said, pushing himself off the wall. “I’ll hang outside until you get done cleaning up.”

“You could help, fucker!” You shouted, throwing another piece of concrete towards him. You watched as it collided against the door frame, breaking apart. You sighed, glaring towards Sako before pulling out your best customer service voice and innocent face. “Can you please help me, Mister?”

He immediately fell into character, placing his hand against his chest. “Well, of course my dear. Why didn’t you ask sooner?” He responded before hopping off the counter.  

You eventually convinced Toga to help you as well, which allowed all three of you to get the building more suitable before the Spinner and Twice came back. They didn’t get much, just enough to allow you guys to get some food for at least a day or two, and some random supplies to make it more comfortable. That night you all made do with what few supplies you could scrounge up. A few blankets, coats or layers of clothing was the best anyone could get aside from the couch that Shigaraki seemed determined to keep to himself. No one wanted to fight him for it anyways.

You stuck close to Dabi for the night, especially since he greedily took one of the better and biggest blankets. He wasn’t going to complain about having you pressed against him either; the floor wasn’t that comfortable and that meant that your tits squeezed against his side as you cuddled closer. Using him as a temporary body pillow was definitely better than that hard concrete floor. It wasn’t the most comfortable, but you had it better than Spinner who was forced to be a pillow for Twice not 5 feet from you. 

Dabi couldn’t stay asleep though, not with the various mixture of snoring and outside ambience making him regret not just passing out in some shady back corner in town. He immediately felt your body move from him, your half-asleep self turning around so your back faced him. He glanced over towards you, the moon light shining through the windows giving plenty of annoying illumination to the room. You placed your head against your curled arm, making a make-shift pillow. You murmured something to yourself, pressing yourself against Dabi’s side. His interest peaked, probably only because nothing else was happening right now since he couldn’t sleep. 

He flipped onto his side, wrapping an arm around your waist before pulling you closer so you were fully against him. You gave a noise of content as you wiggled your ass against his crotch. He pressed a kiss against your neck as he pressed his quickly hardening cock against your ass. You grinded back against him, letting out a soft moan as he pressed more kisses against your neck. His hand reached down, slipping under the waistband of your pants as he pressed two fingers against your clothed cunt. The friction of his fingers barely brushing against your clit, nearly getting you to moan. A wet kiss placed near your ear had you biting your tongue as a shiver went up your spine. 

You cracked your eyes open, trying to turn your head back to look at him. His hot breath was against your ear, making you feel even hotter. 

“What are you do–” You began asking before he cut you off.

“Shhhh…” He whispered harshly, moving his fingers to pay more attention to your clothed clit. He made rough circles against your sensitive bud, moving his hips against your ass making his cock even more apparent. 

“Not now…” You harshly whispered, not really putting a lot of effort into removing his hand from your pants. 

“You like it though, don’t you?” He whispered against your ear. You could practically feel the grin he was giving you. He could read you like a book.

He removed his hand, and you had to bite back the whine that nearly left your throat. He moved back away from you and you almost thought he was actually going to leave you alone. Before you could even decide if that’s what you actually wanted, you heard a zipper being undone. Your eyes widened and you moved to turn your head around, because you knew exactly where that sound came from. Dabi’s hand was quick to push your head back down to the floor though, his hot breath on your ear again.

“Better be quiet.” He whispered, taunting you. “Since you didn’t want it, I’ll just help myself.”

“Wha–” You started questioning before you felt your pants being yanked down roughly. You clasped a hand over your mouth to catch yourself before you made any loud noise, your eyes darting to the various figures sleeping in the room. Everyone seemed clocked out from what you can tell.

You felt his slender fingers rubbing gently against your slit before your underwear was slid to the side, giving him access to your dripping cunt. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t want him to fuck you senseless, just not in the room with everyone sleeping. You squeezed your eyes close as you felt his cock slide against your wet folds, his tip rubbing against your aching clit. You pressed against him, trying to meet his rocking hips. His warm hand slid its way under your shirt, instantly digging his fingers into your breast. 

His hot breath hit against your neck, as you heard his breathing pick up behind you. The friction against you was intoxicated, feeling a spark of excitement like you two were in your own little bubble. His hips moved quicker into yours, the muffled noises of his cock sliding effortlessly against your lips from how wet you were made your face burn. His hand massaged the skin of your breast as he angled his hips slightly, making you bite your bottom lip to contain any noise. 

Your eyes were wide open now, darting towards the various people in the room making sure they were all still asleep. Your face was burning, all the way to the tips of your ears. You begged no one to wake up, and thankfully Twice’s loud snoring was covering up any sinful noises coming from under your blanket. 

“You feel fucking good.” He whispered against your neck. “Doesn’t beat your pussy though.”

You reached your hand up to grip the arm under your shirt, digging your nails in. “Shh…” You harshly whispered back. “Please…”

“Don’t act shy.” He whispered, his hot breath right against your ear. His fingers started pinching your perk nipple, twisting it as his tongue ran along the shell of your ear. “Not when you’re this wet.” 

He grunted when you pressed down against his greedy cock, pushing your hips back to meet his thrusts. It was louder than you thought he’d make and your eyes darted around the room again, but once again thankfully no one seemed awake. Your eyes fluttered close as that coil tightened, curling your toes as your nails dug into his arm more.  If you were in a more sane mind you might’ve thought about how dangerously close you were to biting your tongue.

Dabi’s composure was more ragged; his panting and uneasy breath fanning hotly against your ear. His fingers were digging roughly into your breast, warmth uncomfortably spreading against your skin. The friction was sharp but perfect. You were close. Nothing else existed, not right now. You wished he just got over himself and shoved his cock into you instead of driving you crazy with this intoxicating game of his. You didn’t even remember there were people in the room.

You noticed his sputtering hip movement before you felt the hot spurts of cum coat your aching cunt. His sigh and body collapsing behind you felt like a slap to your face, his hand lazily leaving your body. Your clit twitched painfully, the coil sinking in your gut as you laid there feeling violated and unfulfilled. The snoring sounded louder suddenly, your ears burning as you felt movement behind you as Dabi adjusted himself back into his pants. The aching feeling left you with immense irritation, which allowed you to awkwardly flip around to face Dabi.

He pretended not to notice, laying his head against his arm. You shoved him roughly before hitting his abdomen. “What the fuck was that?” You harshly whispered. 

“I said–” He replied slowly, acting like this was a casual conversation before you interrupted him.

“Shhh…” You harshly responded, but quietly. 

You didn’t see him roll his eyes. “I said I’d help myself.” He responded, quietly. 

“That’s it?” You responded before you could stop yourself. You rubbed your legs together. You really wanted his smug ass face underneath your pulsing and twitching cunt right now. He could clean you off too.

He turned on his side, his face suddenly really close to yours. “Thought you didn’t want it.” He said, making sure to move his lips inches from yours. “Change your mind, princess?”

“Beg.”

You stared intently into his eyes; his striking and annoyingly beautiful eyes. Fucking asshole. Without breaking eye contact, and slightly awkwardly, you shimmied out of your pants and underwear. He stayed completely still, even when you bumped into him a few times, a smirk growing on his face the entire time. A small rambling comment from Spinner had you pausing only briefly before you realized he started snoring too.��

You propped your bent knee on top of his hip before guiding his hand in between your legs. Your eyes glanced down towards his lips as your fingers dug into his arm. His fingers were hovering barely above your slit and your hips instinctively moved themselves towards him. They barely brushed against your clit as you let out a small gasp. 

He pulled his hand back slightly. “I said, beg.” 

“Please…” You whispered, barely brushing your lips against his. “Touch me…”

“Why? Use your words.” He taunted.

“Wanna come…” You whispered, your face burning again. It felt humiliating. “Come on, Dabi, please.” 

His fingers finally touched you and you felt like you could collapse into a puddle on the floor. He smeared his cum over your slit and swollen clit. “Can’t even tell what’s mine.” He commented softly, grinning at you. “You’re practically dripping onto the floor.”

 

“Stop it.” You hushed him before he continued making more lewd comments. “Shh!” 

His fingers dipped inside your entrance causing you to press your lips against his to mask the moan. He wasted no time pumping his curled fingers inside of your cunt, your body practically pulling him. You pulled back from his lips, your soft pants just inches from his face. 

He moved his head so he could whisper into your ear. “Listen to how fucking loud your pussy is, huh?” He teased, purposefully making his fingers force those dirty squelching sounds from you. “Be quiet, princess, someone might hear.”

Your hand moved up to grip his head, forcing his head back down away from your ear. You smashed your lips together, gripping onto a fistful of his hair tightly. He was infuriating but you’ll be damned if he’ll get you caught by not shutting the fuck up. A muffled squeak was swallowed when he shoved his tongue into your mouth. You bit back a moan as he pressed against that sensitive spot, his hand creating friction against your clit.

You rocked your hips against his hand, that coil tightening again. You pulled back from him slightly, his teeth catching your lip as you pulled back. He bit down but you roughly tugged his hair. He let go right as he pushed you so close to the edge. He saw it on your face too, your mouth was slightly open, a trail of saliva connecting you two, as your fingers started letting go of his hair. You pressed your face into his shoulder suddenly as your orgasm slammed into you. 

  

“Fuck.” You harshly muffled into his shoulder, staying there for a moment before you collapsed against the floor. 

Your heavy panting was your main focus as Dabi shoved your leg off. He flipped back onto his back, letting his head fall to the side so he could look at you. You weren’t paying attention, but you didn’t have to. You just knew he looked completely fucking pleased with himself. Smug bastard. You took the chance to take a glance over at him. You were right. You rolled your eyes as you started the awkward process of putting your underwear back on, the cool feeling of the damp fabric pressed against your still warm cunt caused a shiver down your spine. You half-assed putting your pants back on, having them barely over your hips before you heard Dabi make a comment next to you.

“You’re welcome.” He whispered before moving his head back, placing an arm under his head.

You rolled your eyes again and turned roughly onto your side so your back was to him. You moved your arm underneath your head and adjusted the large blanket before shutting your eyes. This was good enough, you wanted nothing more than to attempt to sleep now and ignore his arrogant ass behind you.

#dabi x reader #touya todoroki x reader #dabi #bnha smut #bnha fanfiction #curious writings

[transhawks]

So Toga says she can't get it out (her quirk) and that she tried using, and while she should be able to because she "loves" Tomura and Touya-kun, she just can't. Ochako notices how unhappy all the Twice clones are.

I think the... factor in all this is going to be Toga realizing how broken all of them are...were. That without Twice to hold things up, the League fell apart precisely because of what Compress told us:

"A collection of warped minds who never bothered prying into each other's pasts."

This wasn't a good thing. It was good for acceptance, but it wasn't what they needed all along because most of them were hurting regardless. They didn't feel a need to open up with another, especially outside of Twice and Toga, and that's the problem because so much of this manga is about trusting others, reaching out to others and allowing yourself to be vulnerable. Sako straight up told us that in the end they didn't fully do that. Twice's quirk depends on "knowing" stuff about the other person. Twice would memorize things he measured to have some good spatial idea of the person. But Toga functions differently. To her knowing someone is likely something else entirely and in a space like the League, where outside of Jin and his open humanity, she didn't fully grasp the others.

To put in real life terms, there's friendships where you enjoy things with other people, where you work for similar goals, but you come out from meeting up still not knowing the other people well. You have no idea of their inner life, their inner thoughts. And that's what's happened here. It wasn't deep enough, I think, and that's the tragedy of it all. Where they wanted love and acceptance, in trying to create a facsimile of it, there just wasn't openness to start with.

Sure they wanted a place where they'd be accepted who they are, but that's not the end all be all of friendships and friend groups. The next steps to really get to know each other were not taken as a group. And we're seeing the result here. They're splintering. They should have pried.

It just wasn't enough and now it's gone.

#sorry this is so rough #i woke up and saw the leaks so im not sure I'm very coherent #bnha spoilers #bnha 382 #league of villains #i usually dislike the phrase the mortifying ideal of being known #but it makes me think about what stopped the league from connecting #especially outside of twice

[haikyuuwaifu]

EPILOGUE

Genre: Humor, Fluff

Warnings: Swearing

MASTERLIST

-Y/n is so happy her best friend is tying the knot. She helped Atsumu and Kuroo plan every single part of their wedding so they could have the perfect day. Kenma is teasing, but he also made sure to give Atsumu the shovel talk of his life before giving his blessing. Kuroo actually asked Osamu to stand in as his best man along side Kenma. Over the years, the two friends developed a very strong friendship. Atsumu had already claimed Y/n as his best woman, and even though he loved Samu, Y/n was his best girl and he and Kuroo wouldn’t have gotten married if it hadn’t been for Y/n giving Kuroo the push he needed all those years ago.

-At the reception drinks were pouring. The wedding party was wild and Akaashi and Kiyoomi were the only two who had managed to keep their shit together. Everyone but Y/n knew Osamuw as going to propose at the reception. Atsumu threatened Osamu, gave him his blessing, and helped his twin plan it perfectly. Suna was on videography duty and managed to get tons of candid photos before and after the proposal. Osamu was scared Y/n would say no, but a talk with Mimi (She makes it a point to see Y/n and Osamu twice a month) gave Osamu the confidence he needed. Mimi also gave Osamu Y/n’s nana’s ring. Y/n bawled like a baby when Osamu opened the box and she saw it. Atsumu was in fact crying like a baby back bitch; but every one of their friends were too. 

-Down the line, Osamu was in a comfortable enough spot that he was ready to open up a second location. Y/n sold her family’s company and with the profits she re-invested it back into Onigiri Miya. With the large amount of money, Osamu was able to hire a proper management team, advertising, and all the works so he could finally expand his dream. Onigiri Miya now covers a good number of the bigger metro’s of Japan and there’s one corner shop in most of the smaller prefects. Y/n and Osamu married after opening their fourth location in Osaka. They had their wedding there and Y/n asked Atsumu to give her away. They spent the rest of their lives laughing, learning, and loving. Osamu kept his promise and they shared the same love Y/n’s grandparents had for a very long time. 

Looking back, Y/n wouldn’t have changed anything. Even now, years later sitting on her porch listening to Osamu and Atsumu bickering. They were all older now, but Y/n wasn’t worried. “Nana, it’s time to teach me the secret recipe!” A little voice shouted, causing Y/n to smile. Her son shook his head at the little girl, rolling his eyes. “Ma hasn’t even taught me or grandad the secret recipe.” He snorted, as his daughter stuck her tongue out at her father. “Well, that’s different.” Y/n quipped, moving to get up from her chair. “Sako’s my favorite.” Y/n teased, as her granddaughter took her hand. “Now, let’s get a move on. It’s almost lunch time and ya uncle is gonna whine about starving before we know it.” The old woman snorted, as the duo walked inside. In the entryway of the home was a photo from Y/n’s wedding day. It was filled with friends and family. Osamu had it painted, and standing next to Y/n was her own nana, a big smile on her face. 

And with that, this brings a close to the SMAU Still into you. Thank you so much for reading <3 This was definitely one of my top 5 favorites to write :) 

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[candycandy00]

The Experiment - A Mr. Compress x Reader Fanfic

Part of the League of Villains Halloween Horror Anthology! Featuring Mr. Compress as a Mad Scientist!

Smut. 18+. Oral sex, blood, implied gore/death/torture (“offscreen”). Mr. Compress in glasses. F! Reader. Zombies. Horror.

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Eerie red light flooded the room. You squinted and held your hand over your eyes, not quite used to the emergency beacons flashing wildly as a siren screamed from overhead. It was only the second time you’d experienced such a thing. Working in the top secret laboratories on the island was certainly not boring. 

At least a dozen people in long white coats were running back and forth, scrambling to gather up weapons and shouting into communicators. “Another one got out!” someone screamed, and you shuddered. The thought of one of those things running around loose made your skin crawl. 

A woman stopped beside you. “Hey, what are you doing?! Don’t just stand there, grab a gun and help us find it!” 

You blinked at her, thinking she couldn’t be serious. I’m only an assistant. This wasn’t in the job description. I don’t even know how to use a gun. 

The woman huffed angrily and ran off. You were relieved. You glanced around the room, watching the chaotic scene. People appeared and then disappeared into the hallways, through three separate doors. Monitors along the far wall displayed every possible nook and cranny in the building as the cameras searched frantically for the missing experiment. 

One of the doors flew open yet again and a familiar voice yelled, “I found it! On the third floor!” 

Your eyes fell on the man standing just inside the room, panting as he tried to catch his breath. A rifle was in his right hand. He looked up and noticed you, then grinned at you from behind his wire-rimmed glasses. “I found it,” he repeated in your direction. 

You nodded, smiling. “Good job, Doctor.” 

“Would you like to come help me catch it?” 

Your face turned red. “You... want me to come with you?” 

The doctor looked at you, puzzled. “Sure. I’ll need all the backup I can get!” 

You lowered your eyes. “Oh. I’m sorry, Doctor, but I don’t know how to use a gun.” 

He looked surprised. “Really? We’ll have to fix that. Sit this one out then!” And with that he waved and headed back into the hall. Several more people ran after him. 

You flopped into a nearby chair and sighed. So much for being alone with him. But I guess hunting down one of those things wouldn’t really be that romantic. 

You had been Doctor Sako’s assistant for the past two months, from your first day on the job. It was love at first sight. He had stepped out of one of the experimentation rooms, splattered from head to toe in blood, and given you the most beautiful smile you’d ever seen. Like he was genuinely happy to see you. Like he’d been waiting for you. All his life. 

He was handsome, in an unconventional way. Wavy dark hair, warm brown eyes behind large glasses, a perpetually stained white lab coat worn over a button up shirt, suspenders attached to black pants. He wasn’t exactly Prince Charming, but his smile lit up any space he walked into. 

The room had gone quiet. All the scientists involved in the search had followed Doctor Sako to the third floor. You looked up at the monitors, where you saw them all standing around in the hall. The floor and walls were covered in gore. Blood, clumps of flesh, battered internal organs, all splashed across the hall as if someone had just exploded. A few minutes later Doctor Sako returned, so covered in guts that his messy hair looked completely red and you couldn’t find a single spot on him that was clean. 

He smiled at you again. “Well, that’s done.” 

You laughed nervously. “You have an exciting job.” 

“Yes, but now we have to get back to the boring work,” he said with a chuckle. 

You were happy as you stood up and followed him to his office. Your small desk was across the room from his, facing him. You spent a great deal of time filing papers and organizing files and helping him go over test results. You didn’t have clearance to go into the experimentation rooms with him, and so you never knew exactly what was going on. But you had seen some of the test subjects and always waited just outside the door for him, ready to fetch anything he might need. 

“Do you need some coffee?” you asked, walking toward the door to get some for yourself. 

“That would be lovely, thank you,” he said, eyes quickly scanning a document in his hands. 

You left the office, closing the door behind you and heading for the meager kitchen area. You poured yourself a cup of coffee, then another for the doctor. You hummed happily to yourself as you added cream and sugar to his cup. You couldn’t explain why, but you felt extremely pleased to know exactly how he liked his coffee. He liked sweet things, you had realized within a week of working for him. And so you occasionally brought chocolates to work with you and always made sure to offer him some. 

The lady scientist who had yelled at you earlier appeared in the kitchen, filling a glass of water. She looked at you with disgust. “What are you so happy about?” 

Your faint humming stopped suddenly. “Excuse me?” 

The woman frowned. “Today was a disaster. Three weeks of work just went down the drain. Millions of dollars wasted. Anyone who cares about our work here would be devastated, not humming and grinning like an idiot.” 

“That’s not true!” you found yourself saying a little too loudly. “Doctor Sako cares about his work more than anyone and he’s still smiling!” 

The woman stared at you. “The way you talk about him, the way you look at him, is highly inappropriate for a working environment. Besides, you have no idea what kind of person he is.” 

“I do know! I know he’s a sweet and friendly person. I know he’s brilliant and kind and always makes time for others!” 

“But have you seen him working? Have you been in the experimentation rooms?” 

You reluctantly shook your head. “Not yet, but he says that after I’ve been here long enough, I can.” 

The woman laughed. “You’re in for a big surprise then. Doctor Sako is a monster in those rooms, a butcher. He has absolutely no regard for human beings.” 

You hesitated for a moment, not sure how to respond. You glanced at the doctor’s sugared coffee and remembered his smile. “You’re wrong,” you finally said. “He’s a gentle person. I’m sure he has to hurt people sometimes for his work, but it’s important to him.” 

The woman chuckled again, highly amused. “Whatever you say, honey.” 

You grabbed the two cups of coffee from the counter and hurried into the hall, nearly colliding with two people before reaching the doctor’s office. You sat his coffee on his desk and he looked up at you with a smile. “Thank you, my dear.” 

You nodded and returned to your own desk, but you couldn’t focus on your work. You couldn’t stop watching him, thinking about what the woman had told you. Doctor Sako was cute and charming. He couldn’t possibly be that bad. You finally spoke up. 

“Doctor?” 

He looked at you. “Yes?” 

“What exactly do you do... in the experimentation rooms?” 

He stared at you blankly for a few moments, as if the question surprised him. “Well, we test our products on them. See how their bodies react to the different strains we’ve created.” 

“Strains?” 

“Of viruses. To use for biological weapons. And of course we’ve been trying to create reanimated corpses that will serve as soldiers in the future.” 

“The zombies?” 

The Doctor held his hands up immediately and made a shushing motion. “Don’t let the others hear you say that! They really hate that term.” 

You were embarrassed. “Oh, sorry.” 

“But yes, the zombies. We’ve been able to create twelve so far, but none of them have lasted very long and we’ve had varied results on their motor functions and cognitive abilities.” 

“I see,” you said. “So... the work you’re doing... it’s for a good cause then.” 

“Oh, absolutely! It’s the most important thing in the world for me!” 

The doctor was beaming with pride, and you decided he had earned the right to do so. He was the head scientist over the whole lab, the top paid employee of their mysterious company. He only answered to a select few people, men in fancy suits who showed up once a week to check the progress of their work, dish out money to fund more experiments, and occasionally fire someone who wasn’t doing their best. 

The doctor suddenly smiled at you. “You want to visit the experimentation rooms, don’t you?” 

You were taken off guard by his question, but nodded slowly. In truth, you were a little uneasy about seeing what went on behind the locked steel doors. But the thought of getting to know Doctor Sako better, of being able to understand his work and his goals, overcame your fear of the unknown. 

“I’ll ask Shreve tonight. He’s coming for the weekly meeting.” 

Your heart fluttered. He really wants to show me his work. He wants to share it with me. 

A clock chimed somewhere in the building and the doctor stood up. “Time to do a check-up,” he said cheerfully, grabbing a pair of latex gloves from a nearby dispenser as he left the room. You followed him into the hall and stopped just outside a large shiny door. 

“I’ll be waiting here, doctor, in case you need anything.” 

He waved in return and closed the door behind him. You stood quietly for several minutes before sliding down the wall into a sitting position on the floor. A few scientists walked by and gave you dirty looks. I don’t care. I’m Doctor Sako’s assistant, not theirs. As long as he’s pleased with me, nothing else matters. 

You’d been waiting for nearly two hours before the door swung open and the doctor peeked out. “I need some assistance!” he yelled, but his voice was nearly engulfed by another sound. 

Screaming. Someone was screaming from within the room. It was so loud and high-pitched that you couldn’t tell if the voice was male or female. As the doctor stood in the door way, you stole a glance into the room behind him. Something laid on a table, something that took you several seconds to realize was a human being. You could see an arm and two legs, but everything in between was just a big bloody pile of goo. At the top, you could almost make out a face. But it was so distorted and twisted with shock and horror that it did nothing to help you distinguish the gender. 

“What is...” 

“Listen, dear!” the doctor suddenly yelled, and your attention was snapped away from the grizzly scene inside. You realized then that in Doctor Sako’s left hand was an arm. A bloody, mangled arm. In his right hand was a saw. 

“Yes... doctor?” you managed to say, feeling a little dazed. 

“I need some buckets right away!” 

The bizarrely serious look on his face made you scramble to your feet and dash off without another word to the supply closet to grab the requested buckets. They were large and bright orange and you couldn’t carry more than two. You reached them to him and he immediately dropped the arm into the first bucket with a disgusting thud and thanked you as he shut the door again. 

He emerged another hour later, covered in a fresh coat of blood, and this time there were no sounds coming from the room. The lights were off and you couldn’t see anything before he closed the door and locked it with his personal key. He pulled off his glasses and pulled back his soaked lab coat, holding up the collar of his shirt to wipe the lenses. 

He looked at you and grinned. “Second time today,” he said with a laugh. 

You watched him uneasily, not sure what to say after having seen something so disturbing. You finally decided to just ask him about it. You took a deep breath. “Doctor, what was that?” 

He replaced his glasses. “Oh, you saw? Just another reanimated corpse. After we lost one today, I thought we’d better try to create another one quickly to replace it. You know, the meeting tonight and all.” 

“Did it work?” 

“The subject didn’t respond well to the virus. We had to terminate the experiment.” 

“I see,” you said. 

“I have to go clean up. Shreve will be here any minute.” 

You nodded and watched him disappear around a corner. You returned to his office, sitting down and laying your head upon your desk. Maybe the other scientist was right. Maybe he does do horrible things in those rooms. But it was just a zombie. It was already dead. You can’t hurt something that’s already dead. 

The terrible screams you heard earlier flooded your mind and you closed your eyes tightly, trying to force the memory out. It’s for his work. This will make our military stronger. It’ll make our country stronger. He’s doing good things. He’s a good person! 

Doctor Sako came back to his office with a fresh lab coat and most of the blood washed from his face and hands. Stains still littered his pants and clumps of stuff you didn’t care to identify still clung to stray strands of his hair. He sat down in his leather chair and began typing at his computer. You watched him intently. 

He suddenly caught your eye. “Is something wrong?” 

You hesitated for a moment, then stood up and closed the distance between your desk and his. “Doctor, I... really enjoy working with you.” 

He was staring up at you and looked a little confused. “I enjoy working with you too,” he said. 

Your heart was pounding furiously and your cheeks were beginning to burn, but you’d made up your mind. You had to tell him how you felt, before your mind became any more clouded with doubts. You swallowed hard and looked him in the eyes. “Do you have anyone that you love?” 

He looked even more confused. “I, uh, love my work.” 

“I’m in love with you.” 

His eyes widened. His pale face became pink. “Oh... I...” 

You felt like your knees would give out at any moment, but it was too late to turn back now. “I don’t expect you to return my feelings, but I wanted you to know how I feel. I don’t want you to treat me differently. I don’t want this to change our working relationship. I just...” you trailed off, taken surprise by how adorably embarrassed he looked, like a school boy. You wanted to laugh, but realized how inappropriate that would be. Had no girl ever confessed her love for him? Had he never been in a relationship? 

You felt a little more confident as a smile tried to creep onto your face. You walked around his desk and stood over him. You leaned down, inching closer to him. You were moving slowly, giving him plenty of time to stop you or pull away or push you back. But he seemed to be frozen, watching you with shock. When you were close enough to feel his breath on your face, you paused. “Could you accept my feelings, Doctor?” 

“I... uh... think you’re very pretty and... I’m flattered, really.” 

You blushed, extremely pleased to receive the compliment but now fearful that he was preparing to reject you. You were just waiting for a ‘But’. 

“But...” 

You quickly pressed your lips to his, effectively cutting him off. You couldn’t bear to let him finish, to hear his rejection. You wrapped your arms around his neck and within seconds you were in his lap. You eventually became aware of his hands on your back, pulling you closer to him and somewhat clumsily creeping beneath your lab coat. He does like me! He wouldn’t be doing this if he didn’t like me. He’d be pushing me away. 

You didn’t dare to break the kiss, even as he pulled off your lab coat and slid his off his shoulders. He was so warm and soft and his mouth tasted sweet like the candy and cakes he was always eating. This was a dream come true. This was what all your fantasies were made of. Just this moment in Doctor Sako’s arms. 

After a few moments, you slid from his lap and onto your knees in front of him, looking up at him as you unbuckled his belt. He was breathing harder as he watched you, his dark eyes wide behind his glasses. He looked flustered, but he made no attempt to stop you as you opened his pants and slid the waistband of his boxers down far enough to free his cock. You were surprised that he was already hard, and when you glanced at his face, a light blush had dusted his cheeks. 

You couldn’t help smiling. You leaned forward and licked gently at his tip, and you heard his breath hitch. Feeling emboldened by his reaction, you took him into your mouth, using your tongue to circle his length. His hands were gripping the arm rests of his chair, and his eyes never left you, seeming entranced. You moved your head back and forth, sliding your lips up and down him, using your saliva to keep him slick. 

He made quick, stilted moans that turned you on as you continued sucking his dick, determined to get him off. It didn’t take too long. He was probably even more inexperienced than you were. His entire body went rigid when he came into your mouth, a shuddering groan filling your ears. You swallowed every last drop, locking eyes with him as you licked up any remaining drops. 

You got back to your feet and he pulled you back into his lap, his hands tugging your skirt up as you wrapped your arms around him. 

A harsh knock came at the door, causing you to practically leap from Sako’s lap and retreat back to your desk. He looked nervously at you, his face red, then stood up and straightened his lab coat, making his way toward the door. He reached up and tried to smooth out his ever messy hair before turning the knob. 

Shreve, a stuffy looking business man in a black suit walked in. “Did I interrupt you, doctor?” 

The man’s eyes very pointedly shifted to your discarded lab coat on the floor. You blushed and sank lower in your chair. Doctor Sako laughed uneasily and picked it up. “Not at all, sir. I was expecting you.” 

Shreve made no attempt to participate in small talk. “Let’s step into the meeting room. I want a full report on what happened here today. I’ve heard some disappointing things about the newest subject.” 

“Of course, sir,” the doctor replied, draping your coat over his own chair and giving you a weak grin before leaving with Shreve. 

You were left alone in his office, your face still burning with a combination of embarrassment and excitement. I can’t believe it. I kissed him. He kissed me back. It was so perfect! Why did Shreve have to ruin it? 

You spent a few minutes sulking before an idea hit you. Doctor Sako had said he would ask Shreve about giving you clearance to go into the experimentation rooms. If he’d found your behavior inappropriate, he wouldn’t ask. But if he liked you, and wanted to spend more time with you, he would. 

You quietly exited the room and crept down the hall, toward the meeting room. You arrived at the door and stood beside it, trying to listen. You could hear Shreve’s raised voice but couldn’t make out what he was saying. You very carefully reached down and twisted the knob, sliding the door open just a little, enough to allow sound to escape. 

“You’re wasting our money and our time! If you can’t start producing real results, we’re going to have to cut off funds.” 

Doctor Sako’s voice sounded strained, worried. “We’re doing our best. We just don’t have enough subjects to work with. You were supposed to send us more. As of today, we have no new subjects in the entire building.” 

Shreve’s voice sounded like a roar. “Then find your own subjects! I want results this time next week, or there will be serious consequences!” 

You slid the door shut and silently walked back down the hall. You felt guilty for listening in, and felt sorry for the doctor. How could he possibly ask about getting you clearance when he was already in trouble? Things had went from amazing to depressing in the course of ten minutes. 

You stopped beside Doctor Sako’s office and leaned face-first against the door. You felt so stupid now for saying such silly things to him, for putting on such a shameful display. He had enough on his mind. How could you face him now? 

You started to turn around when you heard a loud, sudden cracking sound, almost like a bat hitting a baseball. White light flooded your vision and you felt the sensation of falling backward. All sound then melted away, and you lifted your eyes to see the ceiling above you. Through the haze of light, you thought you caught a glimpse of Doctor Sako’s face. And then, nothing. 

When you opened your eyes again, the first thing you noticed was that you hurt. Everywhere. It was as if someone had simply poured a bucket of pain over your entire body. Your eyes seemed blurry and you strained to see in front of you as objects started to become clear. You could see a plain white wall at first, and slowly the rest of the room came into view. A tiny video camera sat in the far corner of the ceiling, pointing at you. To the left, you could see a large metal door. And to your right... 

“Good morning, my dear!”

You turned to the voice and blinked. Doctor Sako smiled at you, the same smile he had given you the day you met, the smile that told you he had been waiting for you all along. The smile you fell in love with. 

“What happened?” you asked, and you realized your voice was tiny and weak. Your whole body was aching severely and you couldn’t move anything. It took you a while to realize that your arms and legs were tied down with leather straps, and you were completely naked. 

You jerked wildly, your first instinct to cover yourself, then cried out when sharp stabbing pain shot through your arms. The dull aches became unbearable stings. “Doctor, what’s going on?! What’s wrong with me?!” 

He reached out a latex glove-covered hand and patted your head. “Calm down. It’s alright. Your body adjusted to the virus wonderfully. The first part of the experiment has been a great success.” 

You heard the words but your brain couldn’t seem to process them. “Experiment?” 

“I explained it to you before, didn’t I? Creating reanimated corpses. Wait, what was the term you used? Zombie? Yes, you’re a zombie now.” 

You stared at him in horror, not able to believe what he was saying. All the more terrible was that he was still smiling. “No... please... you can’t do this to me!” you cried, “I’m your assistant! You’re a good person, you wouldn’t do this!” 

The smile faded slightly. “I thought you understood. This is a very important experiment. In fact, today we’re going to start the second phase.” 

“Second phase?” 

The smile returned. “You’re the most successful subject we’ve encountered so far. Judging by your reactions since waking up, you’ve retained all your motor functions and have incredible cognitive abilities. You can still think, talk, and feel. You’re a perfect specimen to study.” 

You tried to shake your head, but your neck was so stiff that the pain was too great. Tears fell down your face. “I don’t understand... I can’t be dead! I’m not dead!” 

Doctor Sako seemingly ignored you. “The next phase of the experiment is to find out just how much damage a subject can take before it finally dies a second time. Oh but don’t worry, you’re quite durable now. I think you’ll last quite a while!”

Your vision was becoming blurry again from your tears. You tried to control your sobs, as each time your body shook you were racked with excruciating pain. “Please... please don’t do this.. I love you. I thought... I thought you...” 

He patted your head again. “I told you, I love my work. Now you’re my work.” 

You gaped at him, still not able to get over the shock of what he was saying. He even turned a little pink, as if he were confessing his love for you. “Oh God... she was right... the woman in the kitchen...” 

But your voice broke off when you spotted the large saw in the doctor’s right hand. He held up his left hand and grinned. “Look, I remembered the buckets this time!” 

And anyone unfortunate enough to wander by the experimentation room as Doctor Sako entered or left would find their ears overwhelmed by the sound of screaming. And some would wonder what lurked beyond the door, perhaps even catch glimpses of a bloody mess that vaguely resembled a once beautiful young woman. But the doctor would smile and lock the door, cheerfully returning to his office. 

End

#mr. compress x reader #mr. compress smut #mr. compress #lovhalloweenhorror #atsuhiro sako x reader #atsuhiro sako

[thotsforvillainrights]

You know what *regress into my love for shigaraki*

I want some shigaraki dad fluff!

(*regresses into my love for Shigaraki as well*)

~Dad!Shig~

headcanon|scenario|imagine|match-up

There was something very magical about the morning time in your little home. Especially on mornings like this when the sun beams through the thin curtains and warms your exposed shoulders. You can both hear the sound of the birds right outside your window singing their song quickly interrupted by a loud thump through the walls. Tomura groaned and rolled over to face you, his eyes still harboring that much unwelcomed morning crust in the corners. No match for your morning breath though...

"It's your turn." He grumbled out. "No way, it's not!" You whisper-shout at him. "Tomura it's your turn because last time I took over two times in a row when you had to take that work trip. Get your ass up and-" Suddenly the both of you were interrupted when the sound of your bedroom door creaking open came to your attention. Tiny padded footsteps sounded across the carpet and you felt a yank on the blanket near your side of the bed. You look down and smile at the sleepy scarlet eyes below. "I'm hungry." She whines quietly. You quickly look over at Shigaraki and he's already getting out of beat defeated. You smirk at him and he flips you off before scooping up the small one standing beside you and heading into the kitchen. While you enjoy your extra hour of sleep, he's on breakfast duty today.

This is something you two have done since the day Hana was born/adopted. Splitting responsibilities (though sometimes stubborn about it) was something he had no qualms in doing with you. Parenting was still a strange experience for someone like him but small moments like the one he was having really made him feel like he was always cut out for it somewhere deep inside.

"Papa why do frogs lay eggs?" Hana begins her morning routine of questioning everything while Tomura collects some eggs from the fridge. She was naturally a curious child but his friends were making it worse. "Who taught you that?" He asks quietly as he gets his favorite pan from the cabinet. "Uncle Sako. He says frogs have egg babies that swim with no legs in the water." Tomura chuckled and looked back at her. "Oh yeah? That's right. Frogs have eggs that turn into tadpoles"

"Tadpoles?"

"Frog babies." He confirms before cracking a single egg in the pan and beginning to season it lightly. "Papa, was I a tadpole one day and now I'm all big and grown up? What about aunt Maggie and Toga?" She tilts her head. "Magne, no. I'd question that, but Toga? Yeah I'm sure she was a tadpole at some point. And anyway kid, you were never a tadpole. We've got pictures of you as a baby to prove it." The silence only lasts a few seconds before she moves on to the next subject of interest. "Why does big brother Dabi not like fish?" She askes. Tomura shakes his head and chuckles. "Because he just doesn't..." He plates her scrambled eggs and placed them on the table in front of her. "Why do you not like broccoli?" He asks as he hands her the silicone utensils. "Hmmm...Because I just don't!" He smiled and placed his hand on her head.

The two of them enjoyed a little daddy daughter time at the breakfast table before you entered and stole the peace by mentioning an impromptu trip to the zoo later today. Over Hana's excited scream Tomura could just barely make out your quiet apologies. Next time you'd be on breakfast duty and hopefully you know just enough about tadpoles to keep the conversation going.

#all over the place with this one #had so much fun with it though! #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #tomura shigaraki #bnha shigaraki #scenario #dad!shig

[emmyrosee]

ofc bcs u're my fave haikyuu dad writer and the only one who satisfies my baby fever 🥵 hehe can i request baby tsumu who still cannot determine who among samu and tsumu is his/her real dad? like she often gets confused every damn time when they're altogether and tsumu has never been betrayed like that for his whole pretty life.

anw, i hope u're happy and pls always stay safe!! ilyyyy 💓💞💋

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Hey hey!! Welcome to the party 🩸💖💖💖

WAIT OKAY SO THIS IS SO CUTE STOP-

Like I’m a firm believer that she knows the complete difference between the two of them, she sees them both so often that the differences are really obvious to her lil mind.

But then, ‘Tsumu goes away for a week or two. And ‘Samu is left being the “man” in the house (though, both men would argue that you wear the pants in the family), it just so happens that Osamu is the male features that Hisako recognizes.

So. Naturally, when Atsumu comes home, he’s got a little hat on his head bc his roots look buckwild, Osamu’s also wearing a hat bc he just came back from Onigiri Miya, and for the first time in what seems to be ever, Hisako looks between the two, as if wondering who’s who.

“This is hilarious,” Osamu snorts, enjoying the way Atsumu’s skin crawls at the idea his own kid forgot who he was. The glare he got in return was worth it, as Hisako blinks interested between the two of them, almost as if she was trying to figure out why there were two of them who looked the exact same.

“‘Sako?” You coo, bending over to set down the baby, “don’t you wanna go see dadda?”

“Yeah,” Osamu said, crouching down and opening his arms to entice her to come to him. “Don’t you want to see dadda?”

“Don’t start, Osamu!” Atsumu snaps, crouching down on his own knees, “I’m not in the mood, and I want my baby!”

“I know!” Osamu says dramatically. “She’s going to come over, you’re fine!”

You try your hardest to try your snorts behind your hand, earning a glare from your husband while your child, his baby, his blood and soul, coos happily and crawls quickly over to her uncle- you know she only did it because he’s got the smile and inviting face while her father holds an exhausted features, but the way Atsumu’s face contorts into betrayal when his twin scoops her up into his arms is just the tiniest, littlest bit funny.

“That settles that,” Osamu says cockily, and you chuckle before reaching out for Hisako.

“Atsumu-“

“Don’t talk to me,” he grumbles. You roll your eyes at his dramatics before bringing your baby over, watching as her eyes light up in familiarity.

“‘Tsumu, she didn’t forget you,” you promise, knocking the hat off his head with your free hand. As if on queue, Hisako beams a happy, teething smile up at your husband, and you can see him completely melt to her. “You two look the same with hats on. Hell, I get you two confused sometimes.”

“Truly one of the worst things you could say right now,” atsumu snips, but the minute he takes the child into his arms, he’s smiling and curling against her and relishing in her smell, her own tiny hands grasping at his hair. “Never wanna leave you again,” he murmurs, but he’s quick to shoot you a playful glare. “The two of you? I could pass on.”

“No, you couldn’t,” you assure, kissing his temple before turning on your heel to head into the kitchen.

He sighs and looks at his twin with a dramatic sigh. “No, I couldn’t.”

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[3cremepie3]

The view

Shoko Ieiri x female reader!Smut, angst 18+

For: where the sky touches the sea collab @heartpawz @tobiodose

Synopsis ( ˘ ³˘) Y/n works as a babysitter for the Shoko family. Through tragedy she becomes closer with the 2 of them some in unexpected ways.

Cw- age gap (not mentioned much), suicide, depression, SA, violence, death, praise, degradation, multiple orgasm, loss of virginity, establishing of relationship

“Wait really won’t that be expensive,” you questioned. “I know but it’s the least I can do you’ve been so good to Shako and me.”

“Besides you know money isn’t a problem for my dear.” Now will you come or not?” Of course I come,” you squealed. “Start packing then will go 4 days from now.” Okay,” you exclaimed.

You ran upstairs to the room Shoko allowed you to stay in. “Violet can you help Y/n pack her things please she’ll need a suitcase,” she explained to her maid. “Yes of course madam,” Violet followed.

When packing your things you realized you didn’t have much of anything to wear. Up until last year, you were just a poor college student struggling to pay bills. So you sought a job. An ad in the paper for a babysitter called your name. Ever since then you got to know the Ieiri family. At the time it consisted of Shoko her son and her brother.

You used to babysit once a week but Shoko’s hours at Jujutsu tech picked up. So you would babysit at least 3 times a week from then on.

At first, you didn’t get why Shoko’s brother couldn’t watch the kid. So you brought your attention to him after the child was asleep.

His mood changed like the weather. One minute he was happy playing shoji with Sako up until his bedtime hugging and tucking him in. Afterward, he would teach you how to play chess when you had a sudden interest in it.

While other times he would mop around the house not doing anything. Mostly locking himself in his bedroom. Or he would sit in the same room all day. It was full of floor-to-ceiling windows which took up a whole wall.

It peered into a wilderness he would watch from when the sun woke you in the morning then until it became so dark her could no longer see. One day you sat with him on the couch just to see what the hype was about. “How can you just stare at this all day it’s just the woods,” you inquired.

“It’s not just wooded it’s a living working ecosystem.” Each animal fulfills there duties so it could live in harmony there not like humans. Who are selfish creatures who steal and endanger them? They have a task they fulfill and that makes them and their families feel satisfied.” The feeling of satisfaction after they complete their goal is what keeps me here Watching in awe as they move along.”

“Every day there able to live like this but we take it from them.” Humans are the worst creatures they have no regard for other life forms.” Honestly, you were confused you didn't get what he was rambling about at the time.

“Unlike me, they have a place in this world something that satisfies them.” Somewhere they should be are meant to be.” I know your place Y/n.” And what’s that,” you interrupted.

“Here with my sister and Sako.” Although her nonchalance can get in the way she really does love you.” This is the happiest I’ve seen her in years ever since her husband was alive.”

“So please promise me on thing.” He looked off into the view a squirrel climbed up the tree looking staring the two of you down.

“That you’ll take care of her after I’m gone.”

You should’ve asked him more about what he meant with his rambling. Afterward, you realized it wasn't pointless. When he said he would be gone. What was he leaving to when was he leaving? If only you asked for more context you could have saved him. If you only spoke more instead of being shy and timid.

You told Shoko about your conversation expecting her to immediately kick you out. But no words came only one tears welling at her eyes.

“He been warning us for years,” she spoke. “I tried everything I brought this house for him.” I knew he loved nature it was right in the woods.” Perfect I thought maybe that would have helped him.” Maybe it could make him feel less lonely like he had somewhere he belonged too.

“I only helped to isolate him more.” To the point where he hung his damn self!” Shoko’s voice screamed almost bursting your ear drums while saying the last sentence. Barely ever had you seen her show emotion? Normally this would have been one of the times when a babysitter said it’ll be okay and then slipped out of the room not wanting to be bothered.

But you remembered what her brother told you. To her you where more then a baby sitter. So you stayed walking over and wrapping her in a hug. She unclenched her balled-up fist and hugged you back after a couple minutes.

It’s been 6 months since then. Shoko still refuses to let any maids touch his room except for dusting. His bed remains unmade even.

The room where he looked at the view for hours upon hours has been made into a memorial for him. Pictures from his childhood to adulthood displayed.

It was beautiful truly showing the sort of person he truly was in his life the one you only got to see sometimes.

You were there for Shoko during her darkest hours one’s where she sobbed for hours asking why it wasn’t her that was taken from the earth instead. In between school, you stopped by sometimes even skipping classes.

Your grades took a slip but you knew you could bring them back up eventually. So you continued to go over whenever she called. You were always there to console her never judging her when she got angry and kicked you out of her space. She just needed to be alone someone to be there for her in these times.

And you were that person. Your kind heart caused you to be everything to her. So of course, after you helped her so much she wanted to help you.

After she found out you got kicked out of your dorm because you could no longer afford tuition. And you were staying at a friend you just met house she called you. She only wanted to know if you were safe and after getting no response for a day she was worried.

So she had one of her servants track your location. Soon enough she was chauffeured to the raunchy apartment complex. She walked up the broken concrete stairs. The only reason she knew what apartment you were in was that she bribed the security guard.

She walked down the hallway your apartment was at and heard yelling coming from your door. She ran trying to get to you as fast as possible. “I promise you I’ll have your money please just get off of me,” you sobbed.

“You said that the other day now just sit still and take it.” She heard some random man bellow. After crashing along with more of your screams broke through. She kicked opened to the door to find your clothes half ripped off and some man on top of you.

“Hey bitch what are you doing in my house get the fuck out!” No you get the hell off of her before I call the damn police.” She looked around the apartment Reminence of drugs and alcohol reeked the air. “Fine,” he seethed. “Get out of my house you whore.” He grabbed you up from the floor and then pushed you into Shoko.

“Hey Y/n if you ever wanna come back just hit me up I’ll still be down to hit that,” he winked. “Just dont bring this dominatrix type lady.” I'm only into submissive gals like you.”  Shoko wanted so badly to slam his face into a window. And that she did glass shattering from the force shards getting in his face.

“Let’s go Y/n.” She picked your limp body up carrying you on her back out the ghetto complex. “Miss Leiri is everything all right?” Violet gasped upon seeing your bruised face and body.

“Oh dear let’s get her to the hospital immediately.” No Violet just drive down to Jujutsu high I’ll take care of her there.” Yes ma’am.” You buried your face into Shoko the whole ride not wanting to speak.

You arrived at Shoko’s building in Jujutsu high normally you would gush about how beautiful the school was but you weren’t in the mood. Your whole body felt like it was on fire. You were tired after fighting all day and night. Once you got on the bed she provided you fell asleep not even looking around her clinic.

You awoke to Shoko and someone squabbling. “Whoever you’ve been telling me about is awake.” Shoko turned to you resting her hand on your forehead. “Good no fever,” she sighed.

“Looks like you’ll just need plenty of rest.” Still playing good doctor even with your loved ones huh.” You don’t ever get tired of it ,” Gojo asked. You recognized his voice from FaceTime calls he would routinely make to bother Shoko.

“Your just mad I don’t play it with you.” You're all taken care of go do what I asked Satoru.” She shooed him away to be the door. “Hey she told me she saw you in her dreams.” And not in the pure way- he manged to announce before Shoko locked him out.

“Finally he’s gone,” she chuckled. She walked over to you sitting on the bed. “You are all patched up do you maybe wanna talk about it now?”

“What do you wanna know Shoko?” Well, who was that man? And more importantly, why didn’t you tell me you were in trouble I would have dropped everything and came and got you.”

You looked up at the aggravating light that was shining above you. “I’ll turn that off sorry it’s very bright.” I know you always say I’m not a bother to you.” But you are going through so much right now with your brother I didn’t want to bother you.”

“And as stupid as it sounds I wanted to be independent like you.” Not having to worry about a man or someone as kind of you to help me.” But look where that got me.” You shouldn’t have to do so much for just a babysitter,” you reminded her.

Shoko scoffed before turning your face towards hers. “Your more then just my baby sitter Y/n your my best friend.” And hopefully even more than that if you’ll allow it.” What do you mean?” I mean L/n I’m in love with you. Stop thinking your just a babysitter to me.” Because you're so much more to me.”

“And if you’ll allow it I would love to take you out to dinner.” You thought for a second this whole time Shoko shared the same feelings you had for her. It wasn't just the professional bond you thought you had. Of course, you said yes hugging her while doing so.

You broke apart from the hug just smiling at each other. “I feel so young again asking this but can I please kiss you?” A redness brushed Shoko’s pale face. “You still want to kiss me even with my face wrapped like a mummy?”

“You look stunning either way so come here!” Her lips fell into yours igniting butterflies in your core. So soft so sweet way better than you could’ve ever dreamed of. And her taste was even better the staleness from her cigarette and her gum faring quite well together.

Shoko couldn’t get enough hungry to explore more of your body. She gained access to your mouth her tongue in harmony with yours. She broke apart a string of drool falling from your mouths.

She looked down at your flustered face and couldn’t help but want more. Aiming for your neck attacking it with love bites. She got on the bed her knees on either side of her legs as she crouched down.

Her hand fell on your chest causing you to wince in pain since you were previously punched there. “Oh shit, I’m sorry Y/n.” She jumped off of you. “Let’s get you home now I think that'll be best.”

“I don’t have a home anymore.” Of course, you do my silly girl it’s with me and Shako now come on.” She reached for your hand you reached for hers. Shoko packed up her things and then turned off the lights picking you up on her back once again. Finally, you where somewhere that you could call home.

That night wasn’t the first time you slept over in her household but it was the first night you spent in her bed. Even though she had a Californian king you guys cuddled together. She held you tight humming soothing words.

You noted how loving her tone was. When you first started working for her you wouldn’t have been able to tell. Her brother was right all along she did love you.

You woke up the next morning Shoko left an note saying she had gone to work. You limped downstairs not thinking anyone was up since it was the crack of dawn. But the servants where already up cooking what looked to you as a feast.

“Hi Violet, hi Debbie what’s all this food for,” you interrupted.” It’s for a celebration of welcoming you to the family.” Miss Shoko asked us to prepare it for a party she’s holding tonight,” Violet explained.

“All of this for me?!” Thank you so much!” You ran up and hugged the two older ladies. “Anything for you Miss L/n.” They bowed in thanks. “You helped our boss get through her toughest times and we are so very thankful from the bottom of our hearts.

Shako came running down the stairs. “Y/n you and Ma finally got together now huh?” I thought I would be 17 by the time that happened.” Shako was only just turning 12. “Wait you where rooting for us the whole time?”

“We all where.” He pointed to the staff as well. “We’ll thank you all you got your wish and I got mine and you uncles.” Uncles,” Shako requested.

“Yes, his wish was for me to stay with Shoko and you. He knew she was in love with me.” That sounds like something he would say.” I wish he was here to see this right now,” Sako frowned.” Me to Shako but let’s just be happy he got his last wish.” You embraced him. “Mmhmm.”

Hours later you learned the news of Shoko wanting to bring you to HeartLand through a phone call. So you went and tried to pack. “We managed to get your things from your past living situation.” Huh how’d you do that,” you cringed.

“Let's just say a certain sorcerer sent a message.” But you didn’t have much will you need some more clothes for the trip?”

“Probably all I have here is hoodies and a pair of jeans.” Clothes not fit for the beach trip Shoko was taking you on. I’ll fetch Shoko maybe she’ll want to come along with us.” Violet took her leave minutes later she told you to get ready.

After you got dressed you headed downstairs. Shoko and you went out on your own that day to a shopping outlet. “Y/n you can go to any store you’d like you sure you wanna go here?” Im at (favorite store) or course I want to go.” You rushed in holding open the door for Shoko.

You picked up a bunch of things but you weren’t sure if could fit all of them so you headed to the dressing rooms. “This pink or this blue bathing suit?” Hmmm.” She thought for a minute. “How about both?” You rolled your eyes she didn't have to do so much for you.

“Just let me spoil you just once with a shopping spree.” Fine,” you gave in. “I’ll allow this just once.” Okay now try them on at least.” Shoko didn’t care about what you tried on she just wanted to read your expressions. What sort of clothing sparked joy? And maybe even what your favorite brand was.

Even though you knew her for a year she still didn’t know much about you. That was the point of this trip. She needed to get to know you and your body. Which is why she insisted on you buying the skimpiest swimsuit. It would only be you two on that section of the beach anyways so she'll have the view all to herself.

The day of the trip came. You hugged Shako goodbye he was upset that he couldn't tag along. But heartland was only for adults and Shoko needed a break. You also waived the staff goodbye and then you took a luxury car service to the airport. “Wow I can’t believe it,” you gazed. “Can’t believe what?”

“That I’m sitting in one of my dream cars.” A Cadillac Escalade this shit makes you feel all important and powerful like I’m the president.” You felt the expensive leather.

“Your so cute L/n,” Shoko chuckled. you’ll get to experience much more today for now just sit and enjoy the ride.” You did just that taking the refreshments they offered. You watched a parody movie Scary Movie 1. The Wayne brothers truly made a masterpiece. You and Shoko watched Scary Movie 5.

Finally, you arrived at the airport. You were so exhausted you fell asleep the whole plane ride not even waking up for breakfast.

You got off the plane energized and excited for the day to come. You and Shoko would be staying at Heartland beach resorts a new extension. You come from a city with no beaches only dirty lakes so you were excited to get in salt water.

“Did you get any sleep last night?” I tried my best too but I was up just thinking about everything,” she spoke.

“Everything,” you asked. “Yup just everything you’ll get what I’m saying soon enough.” Now come on,” she ushered you Back into another Cadillac. Only this time you didn’t watch tv you stayed up thinking about what she could have possibly meant.

Earlier you saw her smoking cigarettes which were something she only did when she was stressed. This was a vacation she shouldn’t have to worry so much. “You okay y/n?” Yeah, I’m fine.” You stole a couple of glances from Shoko it seemed she was doing the same as you locked eyes a couple of times quickly looking away.

Finally, you arrived at Heartland. You took a trolley ride to your section of the property. The smell of the salty water hit your nose from the parking lot. The Breeze from the water slightly chilled your skin.

“Wow look at that!” You pointed to flowers arrayed to look like it said welcome. “How pretty,” she agreed. You rode past multiple restaurants and shops. But your favorite thing to look at was the long boardwalk painted colorfully. You were dropped off at your vacation home right on the beach.

You hummed feeling the morning sun gleam on your skin. “Hmm maybe I’ll catch a tan I’ve been getting pale staying inside and studying all day,” you thought.

“Be careful make sure to wear sunscreen,” Shoko advised. She didn't want to spend all night treating your sun burn. “I’ll be alright.” Now you where collecting seashells in a bucket. You walked alon the shore your flip flops scattered far away. The wet sand caved in from your weight adding footprints.

“Wow, that one’s pretty.” You picked up a long glimmering seashell. “What do you think do you like it Shoko?”It is pretty Y/n.” You didn’t even look at the shell,” you pouted.” She was staring into the sunset the whole time.

“You must be getting bored maybe getting wet will be a lot more fun!” Wait what?” She broke out of her trance. “You know like getting in the ocean.” Shoko realized what you were talking about she did want to get wet but in well another way.

You sprinted into the water your feet already freezing because of the temperature. After a minute you submerged yourself fully. You came back sweeping your braids back out of your face. Now your whole body was used to the temperature.

“Shoko,” you called? You looked on the beach not finding her anywhere. Seconds later you head someone also come out the water. Shoko swam up behind you hugging you from behind.

“Your the only warm thing in here it’s freezing everywhere else Y/n.” Hey, you wanted a more private section,” you reminded her. “We could have gotten a public warm one.”

“Let's dip down together on 3.” You counted to three then you both dipped down locking eyes underwater. You came back up spitting out the nasty taste. “Eww it tastes so gross,” you gagged. “I see you're only used to pool water.”

“Yeah, really I never went to a beach in years.” Well, one thing about the beach is the calmness let me show you something.” I'm gonna teach you how to float.” Now normally in a public pool we would be interrupted.” But not here.”

“Lay on your back and spread your arms out wide,” she instructed. “Good now lay your head in I'm gonna get off your back okay?” Don't panic and you'll float!” As much as you would like to hear her calming voice all day you couldn't. Since your ears were dipped in water flowing into them.

You heard her muffled speaking probably encouragements. Your body connected with the water swissing along with the flow of the waves. You managed to float for a couple minutes before you felt something brush past your leg. This started you causing you to lose your balance. Shoko was right next to you so she grabbed you.

“Pretty good for your first time. “I hate to bother you since you where having fun. But can we please go inside,” she asked? “We can always come back so your not bothering me.” Of course we can go back in.” You grabbed a towel wrapped it around you then plopped on your flip-flops.

Before you got in the house you hosed each other off removing the sand mostly on your feet. The breeze of the ac hit you like truck Kun.

“It’s even worse in here,” you shivered. “I’ll go draw a bath it’ll warm us up.” Okay.” You gathered your toiletries and made your way to the bathroom.

You froze in place. This was your first time seeing Shoko naked in her full glory. She had a taller slim figure while you where shorter chubbier. You felt inferior compared to her well-sculpted form. She did frequent the gym when she had free time. It truly paid off you couldn't stop looking.

“Are you gonna stare at me or are you gonna get naked too.” It’s awkward if I’m the only one you know?” Oh Um okay.” You began to undress feeling flustered that her eyes where watching you strip.

But you got in the tub anyways a relived sigh rolled out of your lips. Finally you where warm again at least the cold water fully woke you up. You leaned back on Shoko sitting in between her legs.

It was quiet for a bit you just played with the bubbles. Shoko put her hands on your waist and then buried her head into your shoulder feeling bored. “Are you still hurting anywhere from the other day Y/n?” She was referring to your attack.

You thought for a moment your neck was still sore the marks had just gone away that morning. “On my neck a bit why?” I was gonna give you a massage.” I researched on being a masseuse for a bit.” But I ended up going back to Jujutsu.”

“I’ve been meaning to ask you about that,” you confessed. “Well, you can talk after your massage now come close.” Your tension quickly went away as her hands dug into your neck. Her fingers took away all the pain. You sink further into her and the whirlpool tub.

“Feels good huh?” Yup,” you moaned. Although you thought about how her hands would feel chocking you. Cutting off a bit of your airstream to show you who was in charge. You snapped out of your lewd thoughts realizing she was just giving you a pure massage. Nothing dirty about it.

So far you and Shoko have only kissed a couple of times you haven’t even fully made out yet. So you thought thinking nasty thoughts was wrong. She was an older woman what if her sex drive had faded?

Your thoughts soon came to a halt as her lips grazed your neck. They pressed down sending a couple of kisses up it. “You sure there’s nowhere else you want attention,” she offered.

“I was young once I know how horny I could get.” And you are such a beautiful girl I'm sure you do things all the time.” She whispered these thoughts in your ear. You turned around as always she had that nonchalant act to her. Still looking as if she hadn't said anything.

“We’ll actually,” you chuckled. “This is embarrassing but I never really had sex before.” I wanted to save my virginity for someone meaningful who truly loved me.”

“That’s why I fought my ex-friend so badly.” I see well that’s something I also have to ask you L/n.” Do you see me as someone important that you truly love?”

“Someone that you’ll allow to take your purity?“ You grew goosebumps at her words never had she asked you such serious questions. But you where willing to answer.

“So that’s what’s been bugging you this whole trip!” I was wondering if you where just feeling under the weather and you just didn’t want to cancel,” you sighed.

“I must’ve failed if it wasn’t obvious already,”you frowned. “Sadly I don’t have the funds to spoil you.” And I hate a all of those sappy tropes at times.” But for you Shoko I’ll partake in any of those. That’s how much I love you.”

“And I trust you enough to take my virginity of course.” Her heart felt like it was beating out of her chest for the first time in years. She gulped, “Well let’s wash up then get out of this tub.” I’m tired of holding back on you I still have a sex drive you know?” It seems like your are always teasing me!”

“Someone’s getting impatient.” Don’t tease me L/n I’ll get you back 10 times harder,” she warned. You chuckled while she helped you bathe. “Can I get a kiss as a thank you for the massage?”

“Of course you can.” You turned your neck then you tilted her head so your lips could meet. Her slightly chapped ones felt good against the ones you were gnawing on a all day. Her experienced tongue explored your mouth fully for the first time.

You broke out of the kiss needing air. She pulled you back in. Your teeth were classed and drool spilled out the corners of your mouth. She brought her fingers up to wipe your face where it dripped down licking it off her fingers after.

“Let’s get to bed,” she broke the kiss. “Mhmm.” You followed her kissing while walking until you hit the bed. She pushed you down on the foam mattress while she laid over you.

“Look so pretty underneath me.” She smiled as she dragged you by your legs. Her face was now close to your pussy. “I Barely touched you and you’re this wet.” You want me that bad huh?”

You nodded your head breathing heavy and throbbing. “We’ll you’ll have to wait a bit.” It’s just I want to take my time with you is all.” You whined still scared for what was to come but too horny to think about that at the moment.

“Just sit still.” She held your legs back more so she could have better access to your heavenly thighs. Ones that she always wanted to mark with lovebites like the way she was doing now. Nipping at every bit of skin she could see.

Everything about you was just so soft so sweet. She realized she needed to have you now. Within that second of you trembling she became a hungry beast. Licking down the rest of your thigh into your pussy.

She wasted no time backtracking her move. You groaned feeling the satisfaction only for a second once again. You heard her giggle a bit at your frustration. “So fine when your angry I wonder just how good you look when you cry.” She drank in your expressions.

“I’ll just have to find out.” She placed one kiss on your clit love proofing the area before she dove in. Swirling her freakishly long tongue around it. “Taste even better than I expected,” she hummed between sucking.

Your love juices began to pour gathering on her tounge then dripping down her chin. But she wouldn’t have it either way. It would just be a waste and she doesn't believe in waste. She slurped up the remaining juices licking around your fluttering hole.

She delved her finger in. Pushing it as deep as it could go. “Holy shit,” you cried out. She chuckled sending vibrations up your body. She removed her fingers. Her woozy eyes stared at your lovestruck ones as she licked the cum off her fingers.

The look in her eyes like she was about to devourer you sent goosebumps up your spine and tingling to your vag. “Fuck that was so hot.” You bit your lip before moving to kiss her. You savored the taste of yourself on her tongue.

She took this time to slip in her long slender finger. Your hole accepted it greedily sucking it in and quivering when she curled it. She added a second one getting past a slight stretch.

She curled the both of them then began her pace. Moving her hand slow but deep into you. She tried to find your g spot. After a couple more strokes she found it. She picked up her pace abusing your new form of pleasure.

Your eyes rolled back completely shocked at what you where feeling. Your already sensitive body was spasming. But she held a firm grip on your thighs keeping you down on the bed.

She watched with her carefree expression softening at the sound of your moans. All that noise for her she loved it. Seeing her favorite person squirt on her fingers. So of course she didn’t stop after your first orgasm came crashing down. Your back arched naturally and you buried your head in the pillows. You didn’t want her to hear the sound you where about to make.

But even your muffled moans turned her on as she kept at her pace. Quickly you became overstimulated. Your virgin body was sensitive quick to come that’s why she continued you had to be ready for her strap.

She did bring the thickest she had in her collection because she knew you could take it like a good girl. “Now be a good girl and come one more time for me please?” Come on I know you can do it.”

She stirred your insides faster attacking your g spot with intense force. Tears blurred your vision and your mouth hung open. You where blabbering nonsense at this point.

But it sounded like music to her ears. Your wet squelching filled the room. And quickly your other orgasm came.

“Okay now your ready.” You feeling alright baby you look out of it?” She felt your head for a fever. “I’m fine.” You got up out of your sorry state.

“You sure you want to continue?” Yes I’m sure I’m ready Shoko don’t worry,” you assured her. “Okay then.” She left from the bed going in the other room. She came back in the room her weight returning to the bed.

You felt to scared to tired to look at the strap. But judging from the weight on your pussy it was large and heavy. She did a good job preparing you should be ready you hoped.

So she wasted no time rubbing it on your clit a couple of times and then prodded in your entirety. You fisted the sheets your whole body tensing. “I know it hurts baby,” she consoled. One of her hands interlocked with your while the other went down to rub your clit.

Your pussy was stretching from its girth. She thrusted it in slowly as you began to untighten. She drunk in your expressions you look conflicted in pain and pleasure. The pain passed as she shoved the whole thing in giving you a minute to adjust. Whole time she continued to rub your clit. “You can move now,” you confirmed.

She pulled out fully before going back in setting a slow pace. Now both of your hands were interlocked as she thrust. Your legs went to wrap around her pulling her into a tighter embrace.

She watched as your face once again fell only in pleasure. With that reaction, she speed up a bit. Now skin slapping could be heard with her each thrust. And the sounds of the bed creaking.

Your moans began to fill the room and your nails dug in her fingers. Now her wide strap was stretching your little pussy so well your eyes where rolling back. With each sway of her hips she went deeper.

Now she was hitting your g spot evey time. She went down to kiss you muffling the loud moan you struck out. Your tounges danced and tangled. Her pace became even faster.

Her strap stirred your insides since it was so deep in untouched areas. “Feel so full,” you lulled out. “You’re taking it so well my good girl.”

She pressed her forehead against yours. Getting a better veiw of your facial expressions contorting in this way. She enjoyed seeing them switch from whimpering to shocked ones. She couldn’t get enough of you your perfect reactions and moans felt like your perfect love song. Even your little hic-ups.

Maybe that is why it felt like she was in a trance when she began a feral pace. Only caring about seeing you cum for her once again. Your poor virgin body felt the overstimulation heavily.

Your legs shook as you where close to cumming. Her hands went to hold them even further near your ears folding you in a mating press. If she where a male she have wanted to breed you. She had to take note to buy a dildo that cums next time just to satisfy her urges.

But for now she was fine with seeing you come undone once again. Your squirt spraying on her abs and dripping down onto the sheets. You passed out to tired to do anything else.

Afterwards you woke up to Shoko whiping you clean with a cloth. “You can go back to sleep I’ll be in bed soon.” With her permission you rested your eyes before she came back in bed.

“Shoko,” you asked. “Yes Y/n?” I’m sorry you didn’t get to cum at all tonight.” Oh trust me it’s fine I got off to your reactions.” But I do expect some head tomorrow.” Just as a thank you,” she jested.

“I’ll do whatever you want after that,” you smiled. “What I want for you is to go to bed and stop all this pillow talk.” Fine,” you pouted. You feel asleep snuggled in her arms and hearing the crashing of the deep blue ocean waves.

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Day 1: Betrayal

He claims Sako and Magne. But they looked sad when he said he is No-One. Magne has a look of understanding and sorrow "Can I choose one for you?"

"That's not Allowed? I haven't earned one"

Sako grins "then it's our little secret. How does Midori sound?"

"...... Sounds Right? Feels nice."

"You have a name now. I am Magne. I chose my name too"

"Sako. My name is Sako. My Auntie gave it to me"

"I am Midori. You guys gave me a Name."

Midori was crucial in the Overhaul Meeting.

His fluid movements saved Magne from Overhaul. He hissed with Anger and Fury at the Man. The Betrayal too easy at his Hands.

He willingly goes with Twice and Toga... He had a Feeling. And it made his wings rumble and Twitch.

Seeing that scarred Child made him shudder and growl slowly. Only Toga's hand kept him from tearing a man apart for her.

Eri…. Changed Everything.

So he waited. He bided his time. He watched the Explosion Trainee and his kindness to her. He looks into him. And his face softens seeing him with a Smiling Shoto.

No-One stares into the cat cafe. His wings drooping and his heart sinking in an unwanted sense of Betrayal….

And oh how happy Explosion made him.Maybe it's partially because The Other Dragon is close to Explosions Hoard. Maybe it's how Shoto actually got to smile when No-One had to Earn everything.

He shakes his head and allows a small chirp. Tearing his head away he starts walking back to that old warehouse.

He made up his mind. The Girls was to be the Explosions one, Maybe she too could learn to smile.

So he waited.

And Midori walked with Betrayal and anger and sorrow in his heart. And maybe… hope?

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