#but i promise there is another different reason that actually IS a spoiler LOL

[krysmcscience]

New chapter for Breach, and a few little edits to prior chapters! Also I hope you like character interaction, because there is a heckin' lot of character interaction!!! OuO

Red is having such a day, lemme tell ya. (And it's only going to become more of a day the second he goes back into his dorm.)

Also, Ghost is back, and now y'all finally get to see him in his Normal Settings! (There is nothing normal about this stupid squishbaby.)

Has Shio been hiding some Knowledge ever since they first showed up? Maybe. Probably. Definitely. (And did they manage to be convincing about it in the process? I sure fucking hope so.)

#original writing #breach #among us #(technically) #i sure like puttin' my lil guys into Situations #NSFA #gonna be back in qīng's POV after this - probably for a while #but we'll see how things go - cuz i wasn't expecting to write this much in red's POV this early LMAO #it's necessary to establish a FEW things about impostors and plot for the audience tho so whatev XD #why did shio hide The Knowledge? #WHY INDEED ;) #...........................ok so they mostly did it for Sadism Funzies - that's barely even a spoiler #but i promise there is another different reason that actually IS a spoiler LOL

[tokyo-debunkers-headcanons]

Thank you for your service smol o7 this game has been on my thoughts 24/7 lol so it’s nice to see someone writing for it!!

I was hoping I could request some jealousy headcanons about the ghouls being pouty MC is hanging out with others so much because of their missions with other houses. In particular I was hoping for my boy Haku (I know we don’t have a main chapter for him yet but he did have those two chunks of screen time—if he’s too difficult because of not enough info don’t worry about it then!); as well as maybe Jin, Luca and whoever else you’d like!

Thanks again~

Just like another ask i got, I'm gonna write Haku based on the vibe I got from him. This could be proven entirely inaccurate in the later game and I am okay with that lol. I'm gonna round it to an even four characters. All these will be before any relationship actually happens. Like there's a crush there but no one has said anything yet.

And thank YOU for sending in a request and enjoying!

Be aware! These will contain minor spoilers for episode 3!

JIN KAMURAI

I feel like silver spoon Jin has no experience with certain types of jealousy. Materialistic jealousy? Doesn't know her. But when he heard how close MC had been getting with some of those Vagastrom thugs? Oh it made his blood boil.

At first I'm sure he thought it was because on of his orders was being defied. But that feeling only got stronger when MC was finished with Vagastrom and moved onto Jabberwok.

Good luck to Tohma because mans here does not know what to do about these emotions. This is one of those problems that can't be fixed with money and he is NOT happy about it. He goes back to brooding in his room for a while to think things through.

He will not tolerate any disrespect from any theories that the Frostheim gossip elite have. But when he noticed the like dove flying in the direction of MC'S dorm, things suddenly started to click in his head.

LUCAS ERRANT "LUCA"

Our boy here is another one who isn't necessarily familiar with jealousy. Its for similar reasons of, he comes from a well off family, but different in the way he was raised and things he's been through as a little kid.

He's glad to see MC making more friends and making possible progress on breaking their curse, at first. When they get to Jabberwok however, he hears from Kaito that their vice captain Towa is a bit of (how Kaito put it), "a fucking weirdo", which gives him some pause.

When Kaito came running up to Luca showing him a WickChat post about MC having a possible boyfriend (its false, its just Towa being affectionate and someone saw). He feels his heart sink a little bit

He made a mental note to text MC later to ask about it and get all the information he could about their relationship and about the Jabberwock students. He promised to protect MC not matter what. Hopefully they could explain the strange twist in his chest while they talked too.

ALAN MIDO

He doesn't really get jealous. Period.

I think he's the kind of guy to know how strong he is, he knows his reputation. He's tech hopeless, not a moron. So just being around him can scare off people from getting too close to MC while he's around.

He himself overheard about MC having a possible boyfriend (same post from Luca's) from Leo telling Sho. He didn't pay any real mind to it until he heard Leo mention how affectionate they were.

That's the one thing he gets jealous about. He's a bit more aware of his feelings than people might think, so he knows he has a crush on MC. He just hasn't had the time to tell them that.

The rumor takes some wind out of Alan's sails for sure. He's more likely to believe that MC would pick someone else over him since I think he'd be more hesitant on something like physical affection.

He knows his strength and he knows MC'S ability, he would be too afraid that he'd lose control and do something else he might regret, so out of everyone on this list. I think Alan would be the one to take longer to confess because of jealousy and his insecurities.

HAKU KUSANAGI

I don't remember if it's explicitly said anywhere (my memory sucks butt I'm sorry) but he gives older sibling energy with how he cleaned up after Taiga in the prologue. So I KNOW he's been worried about MC since they last saw eachother.

He was at least somewhat relieved when he found them hanging out with the Frostheim second years, but there was a pang in his he couldn't quite place. He chalked it up to just being a worrywart and left it alone.

But when he heard that MC had gone missing in episode 3, he was READY to jump in to go help the search and rescue team. His heart was racing and he was suddenly confronted with feelings that were coming out of left field (no they weren't)

When MC returns back safely, Haku has half a mind to go fight with the professor Hyde about sending the very human honor student on such dangerous missions. He keeps a much closer eye on them from now on and with his status as an heir to (what i assume) is a beloved shrine, he tries to request that MC be sent to work with Hotarubi next.

#tokyo debunker #frostheim #headcanons #Vagastrom #Hotarubi #jin kamurai #lucas errant #luca #Haku kusanagi #alan mido

[sarandipitywrites]

Happy WBW, Saran!

Please pretend it's Wednesday, because I just found a single spoon on the floor and am gonna use it before it's gone: So your DRDW is based on a video game I know absolutely nothing about. How much of the game did you keep? Is it the same setting, same world, or something new?

Happy WBW, Elli!

"I found a single spoon on the floor" is such a mood though (I'll get to your other asks at some point, I promise - this just looked like one I actually had the brainpower to answer lol)

The quick answer to this is that the essentials (characters, setting, magic system, some plot beats) are there, but very heavily changed and expanded upon, to the point that I don't actually think you'd need to know anything about the games to understand what's going on in DRDW. The long answer is... a lot longer lol

(Putting the rest of this under a read more for spoilers for a 20-year-old game and because infodump mode was activated)

The Jak & Daxter game series is - and i say this with all the love in my heart - completely fucking bonkers. In summary: in the first game, Daxter (a human) falls into a pool of Evil Magic (dark eco) and turns into an orange otter-weasel-thing, which sends Jak on a quest to change him back. While they don't succeed at changing Daxter back, they do find a time machine (?!) which they take into the future, where Jak is promptly arrested and subjected to magical mad science experiments and injected with dark eco (this is the start of the second game). This does not, notably, turn him into an orange otter-weasel-thing, but does give him the ability to turn into a demon (and anger issues. It also gives him anger issues). He then uses these powers to overthrow the dystopian future government and save a kid who's destined to save the world because the kid is also Jak (because Jak's originally from the future, of course). He then sends the kid back to the past to repeat the cycle.

I won't get too into the third game (except for how you find out that the otter-weasel-things are actually a race of spacefaring gods, and Daxter has technically been a god all this time because Reasons?!) because DRDW doesn't cover that, but i can assure you that it is also a trip.

DRDW was originally meant to follow the canon a lot closer than it actually does. As it stands, though, I've scrapped pretty much all the events of the first game (Daxter in DRDW does not turn into a weasel god, although he did get to keep a bit of magic-ability-worldbuilding i gave him as an explanation for why dark eco would turn him into a rodent instead of a rage monster), including the time travel.

For the setting, this means that I smashed together the settings from two different time periods into one map, as well as moving things around and adding new locations where it made sense. As far as time period goes, I went for the Jak 2 time period (a little bit of 'recovered ancient tech,' but mostly modern-futuristic tech).

Without the time travel, the kid being young Jak doesn't make sense, so his story got completely changed. A couple characters didn't have anything to do, anymore, so they've been excluded (although I'm considering bringing them in for other roles in another story). This also affected how the main characters (Jak, Daxter, and Keira) grew up a lot more significantly than I expected, so while the core of their characters is similar, there are significant differences from the canon (plus i wrote them as being more explicitly neurodivergent than they are in the games [although in the games they're already pretty heavily ND-coded, in my opinion]).

In this version, Daxter also takes a bit longer to find and rescue Jak (because. Look. You give me an excuse for prison/experiment/post-whump, I am going to run that shit as far as I can, ok) - because of this, Jak is pretty much stuck in magic demon mode. So plot-wise, there are a lot of parallels to the plot line of the first game as they try to find a way to change Jak back (but it's complicated, because of course it is).

The magic system got a total overhaul - in the game, magic (eco) is very... well, video-gamey. Green heals you, blue makes you go fast, dark turns you into a monster/orange rat, etc. I put a frankly unnecessary amount of work into figuring out what eco *is* - where it comes from, how it forms in different environments, how it interacts with people, how it's used in connection with technology, etc. Tbh I spent so much time on this part that it made me consider spinning this whole story into original fiction. But when I tried, it just Felt Wrong so I put it back 😂 Really though, I think the magic system rewrite is one of the bigger factors in making this fic actually kind of comprehensible without knowledge of the games - I'm really proud of it 😊

Thank you so much for the ask (and the chance to infodump about my favorite games and favorite project 💜)

#writeblr #fanfic #jak and daxter #worldbuilding wednesday #wbw #saran answers #dead roots dark water #i can even burn salad

[fbj723]

certified delulu post about nocti

a.n. this'll be a compilation of thoughts from my initial reactions to sands of wrath to his voicelines to literally everything about him. THIS WILL HEAVILY BE A NOCTI X SKK!READER KIND OF THING because i'm all in for a lil self insert to feed my delulu visions. also as a heads up i did read the story using google translate so if i quote anything it's basically what google translate told me but i edited it to make some grammatical sense. and yes there will be spoilers

a lot of context will be left out so if you don't wanna be confused by names check out this lore doc that gives a summary of er-5 or pgr lore in general, this post just talks about er-5 lol

EXHIBIT A: TRIGUN AU

have you seen trigun (ESPECIALLY trimax) cause if you have this makes so much more sense

noctis is vash and nigel is knives

both are brothers and have almost opposite ideologies

i did think of wolfwood and livio as another option but nigel does fit a bit closer to resembling knives

VASHWOOD (where nocti is vash and skk is ww (or the other way round, honestly either still works)

nocti: but you must promise me that you won’t die before i come back! no…. you’re not allowed to die even after i come back! i will definitely find a way to save you!

skk: of course, partner…..

this had me in TEARS I WAS NOT READY

nocti fist bumping you just made me think of this scene with vash and meryl

HE ALSO CALLS YOU PARTNER AS HE FIST BUMPS YOU the way i had this realization so late into writing all this

sands of wrath setting literally looks like a place you’d find in no man’s land

nocti’s voiceline telling you to smile more, similar to ww telling vash to smile more (and i mean their genuine smile, not the fake one they use in front of people)

EXHIBIT B: NOCTI AND SKK ARE MARRIED

they are married and own a bar together hear me out—

you two enter a town in which neither of you are welcome because you’re both from babylonia, the mayor decides to put you two in a hotel room till the harvest festival is over

you two are in separate beds, but neither of you can sleep, so you two do what any pair of roommates would do—

—have a 6 hr "light conversation" :D

first actual convo with nocti, you both take turns to ask questions about why they’re here, what’s going on, etc

nocti asks why you trust him so easily, you respond with “it’s intuition” which is a response nocti seemed to like

you also state how you hope he returns to cerberus and fall asleep. nocti in a way states he also wishes to go back to cerberus and sleeps as well

at some point nocti leaves the hotel room to find demont, who is the reason you two ended up working together in the first place, but there was an attack by hetero creatures and nocti swiftly got rid of them

after talking to the mayor, max, about wanting to be just a resident in town, he takes you to a bar, in which that’s where you find nocti

ya know he could’ve talked about ANYTHING and his drunk ass decided to talk about HOW HE PROTECTED YOU??? COINCIDENCE??? I THINK NOT

you find nocti and he offers his hand out to you to dance with him, you reluctantly agreed and you two end up break dancing together

this was him proposing to you i’m just sayin—

the night passes and you two begin living your lives as residents of new oakley

when he first calls you partner, it was originally solely because temporarily they’re no longer considered members of babylonia, and so to fit in with the whole wild west type style, nocti refers to you as “partner” and you agree to do the same to him

first time it’s used outside your interaction with him was when nocti has small talk with vann

vann: you’ll only obey orders from that commandant, right? these are the rules of the sky garden

nocti: i don’t listen to anyone’s orders, but if it’s a request from my partner, that’s a different matter

NOCTI WHY ARE YOU SAYING THAT LIKE WE’RE ROMANTICALLY PARTNERS?????

this isn’t the first time he does something like that he’s very consistent about it

truly a devoted man

also “MY partner” ????? he also pretty much refers to you as his partner throughout the whole story i got whiplashed when we were back to being called skk in his affection story

after you and nocti find demont there’s a small good cop bad cop scene (which i found hilarious), but at the end demont couldn’t reveal much vital information due to dying from poison

nocti realizes this poison is something only nigel can control, and stormed out into the center of town in a fit of rage trying to find nigel

calming him down and telling him to retreat to not make a big scene was practically impossible, that is till you shout “trust me— partner!!” and nocti finally calms down and retreats

HELLO??? CALLING HIS NAME HE DIDN'T BAT AN EYE BUT BEING CALLED PARTNER MADE HIM ACTUALLY LISTEN??

i'm absolutely speechless

you two cook up a plan to find out what’s really going on +bonus hand holding at the end

your part was to just do your job as a bartender while nocti handles the investigating, and eventually nigel shows up

nigel asks what’s the difference between a human and a construct, you respond in a way a bartender would explain it, but nigel wants an answer from you as a commandant rather than a bartender

he ends up poisoning you and leaves, nocti arrives a little while later after discovering what the plan is for this town in the next few days

i remembered that before we split up i told him not to be reckless, but in the end i was the one that was careless and ended up in this miserable condition. i no longer had the strength to stand, so i could only slide down to the edge of the bar. at the beginning, i said big words that would make nocti return to cerberus in an honored manner… i didn’t expect to be the one to make him sad for his companions

skk: i'm sorry…. nocti….

nocti: HEY! don’t say such depressing things to me so quickly

nocti then enters a panicked state of not knowing what to do cause skk is poisoned and there's no known cure for it

nocti gritted his teeth. he didn't even know how to give first aid. he regretted not learning more about first aid from vera before

GOT ME SOBBING, EMOTIONALLY DAMAGED, SHATTERED INTO PIECES

you tell nocti to go help the mayor cause if the mayor dies the town will fall

nocti is in pure disbelief that at a time like this you're more worried about someone else and he refused to leave you here

after some reassuring nocti goes ahead and takes care of what's going on in town and immediately after checks if you’re still ok

he hears a painful scream in his communication device and he SPRINTS back to where you are and finds both vera and 21 there attempting to take care of you

21 comments on how nocti is a lot more powerful ITS BECAUSE HIS LOVER IS DYING RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM AND HE WANTS TO SAVE THEM BUT DOESN'T KNOW HOW

there’s an encounter with the purifying force, wanting nocti dead since they believe he’s the cause of their aircraft crashing

you tell them that it isn’t his fault and after essentially a stare down between the purifying force and cerberus, the purifying force leaves you all alone since they trust you (thank the overlords for you working with them before and gaining a good work relationship)

you, cerberus, max, and vann think of a plan on what to do next now that you all know where nigel might be located

nocti will go and fight nigel alone since it’s the reason he even came here in the first place while the rest defend the town

you establish a m.i.n.d. connection with nocti, which in turn gives him the poison as well since you’re basically almost a walking corpse at this point

the fact that nocti, with NO hesitation, established a connection with you makes it LOUD AND CLEAR that he will stick with you no matter what even if it leads to his death

cue another hand holding scene, and nocti leaves

vera and 21 get very VERY concerned over your health, yet you’re still adamant about keeping the connection with nocti

21: they want to keep a deep m.i.n.d connection w nocti

vera: DO YOU WANT TO DIE?! if you're deeply connected, your consciousness will be completely bound to him…. if he dies, you also die

skk: he… needs….. me…..

this is LITERALLY a moment where one cares more about their partner THAN THEIR OWN WELL-BEING ㅠㅠㅠㅠ

transitioning over to nocti’s side, he finally confronts nigel

nigel mentions that in order to cure the commandant he needs to be killed, but just HEARING that name come out of his mouth made nocti more full of rage than he’s ever had

this part alone SCREAMED nocti being like "you do NOT have the right to say my partner's name after what you did to them, i am no longer doing this for myself, i'm doing this FOR THEM"

so anyways nocti gets his ass beat 💀💀, nigel lecturing him that he’s still confused and is only driven by anger

the cutscene if you wanna watch it

"commandant… you must be disappointed with me…. damn it… are you mad at me? haha.. me too…. leave everything to me from now on. let’s make that bastard taste our true wrath, partner..."

“i can’t die here yet…. my partner is still waiting for me to come back.”

similar to 21's comment earlier, nigel notices how nocti's steps aren't noisy and chaotic anymore, but steady, firm, and powerful now BECAUSE HIS PARTNER IS ROOTING FOR HIM TO WIN AND HE NEEDED THAT BOOST OF ENCOURAGEMENT... THAT'S WHY YOU WERE SO ADAMANT WITH KEEPING A M.I.N.D. CONNECTION WITH NOCTI

this whole fight scene had me SCREAMING

“my partner and i will use all our strength… to beat you to pieces”

if you still haven’t gotten it DO YOU SEE IT NOW??? HIS MAN IS FULLY DRIVEN TO HIS FULL POTENTIAL BECAUSE HE LOVES YOU AND WANTS TO.. NO... NEEDS TO COME BACK TO YOU

nocti wins and nigel essentially retreats but with a new found respect for his brother

but before he retreats he asks nocti the same question he asked you: what’s the difference between humans and constructs

he gives his own answer and guesses yours (since he was rather confident enough with knowing a lot on how you think) and it boils down to them having the same answer but different font

the place nocti and nigel were fighting in collapses, forcing nocti to leave and never see nigel again

you and nocti are back in the hotel room recovering, and a few locals come in to beg nocti to stay and not go back to babylonia

“but i made a promise with my partner, i want to return to cerberus in a dignified manner…”

after more silly banter everyone leaves you and nocti alone to rest, but neither of you can sleep

nocti brings up the question nigel asked him, and you gave him your actual answer, which is pretty close to what he guessed

nocti: haha… just as i thought, i know you better

skk: but maybe i know you better. for example, what you look like when you’re drunk

nocti: WHAT?! DID I DO ANYTHING WEIRD WHEN I WAS DRUNK???

skk: forget it, stop talking, i’m sleepy

nocti: HEY!! TELL ME NOW!!!!

he’s a literal blushing mess after you told him you saw him drunk

your honor this is literally a newly wed couple

gotta of course mention his affection story so read here for a summary of that as well

the way he ONLY uses the best quality and probably most expensive ingredients to make your food

nocti giving a damn about this whole pancake thing only because YOU care

LIKE HE'S PUTTING HIS PREFERENCES ASIDE TO MAKE YOU HAPPY

MORE HAND HOLDINGGG this time in the form of you helping him mold the pancake shape +bonus nocti blushing

both literally wanting to do the whole working at a bar thing together again in the future that is like PEAK ENDGAME for their marriage

+bonus boss being supportive and naming the new drink and dish that was made after you and nocti

the whole affection story just very clearly and vividly plays out nocti and skk working together flawlessly at the bar like their chemistry was SO GOOD !!!!

very sorry for any grammar errors i'm very hyperfixated on him rn and i needed to scream about it somewhere

anyways thank you for coming to my ted talk i will now think of nocti in a wedding dress /hj

#fbj rambles #punishing gray raven #pgr noctis #pgr commandant #pgr noctis x reader #i was NOT expecting to write this much omg #im very sane abt him can you tell #this was like 2k words wtf #most sane nocti simp LOL

[yourbuddy1984]

Hello hello :) Just wanted to drop in and ask; I've been thinking abt watching someone play Buddy Simulator but my usual go to for indie horror games on YouTube hasn't played it. Do you have any recommendations for guys to watch? Ty :>

im happy to hear buddy sims sparked your interest!! i'm sorry to say i've never watched a buddy sim letsplay, i've only ever played it myself. maybe some of my followers have though, so i'm turning this question to them!!! my psionic warriors, help zyremida!!!! aid it!!! help zyremida dot com Now!!!!

if you're having trouble finding letsplays for buddy sim as a whole, here's one by mashe99, each video (many of them) is about 15-20 minutes long. another one i found is by RUIN, who has less videos in their letspay, that vary from 30-60 minutes. they also have a cover of one of the songs from the ost, so im willing to bet they felt Something about the game!! another one - though, its more of a playthrough? theres 2 videos and theyre both an hour long, is by gab smolders. this is the one i'm most familiar with, though only in the way that i've seen their thumbnails a few times lol. i've never actually watched the videos, but this is the one i'd rec most i guess? not for any solid reason though. there's also other playlists i saw out there (jesse cox) (mrkravin) (cadplays) (joystickjams) but those first 3 are the first that stood out to me as something i'd watch. i also cannot promise that any of these people have played all of the game. they may have gotten an ending and never played it again (there's 4 endings).. but if the game interests you enough after seeing an ending, you could watch somebody else get another ending..? there's also walkthroughs without commentary (1) (2) (walkthroughs for all the endings), and what's a walkthrough but a silent playthrough....

i also know that markiplier and call me kevin (dont think i have to link those) played the game - i know marikiplier didnt finish his (for this he will never see the lights of heaven (joking)) .. and .. i am unsure about kevin? he has three (i think?) videos on it, and one of the titles references a lategame thing, so i'm assuming he got at least near the end. i'm also assuming he got the 3rd ending if i remember who he is correctly (the guy that aims to get the worst endings in games, i think???? or is that somebody else...)

i am also legally obligated to say that buddy sim will have a different effect on you depending on if you watch it or play it, i think, as buddy wouldnt be Your friend, but some other guys - but i also understand that the game might not be avalible to you, it might be too much for you (understandable), you're not certain whether it'd be worth the money (if it's this, i recommend watching this 10 minute long spoiler free video on it - i recommend watching it either way, really!! i watched it today and i like it), or any other infinitely more nuanced thing. and all of those are ok!!! i just had to tell you or the curse would get me

#ask #sorry i cant be of more help 💔💔💔 #AND SORRY FOR THE LONG RESPONSE 💔💔💔my treacherous mind knows not where to stop #goddd i promise i tried to keep it short but then i thought “oh what if i find it some letsplays in case it cant find any?:)” #and then “oh right markiplier did one - and that ”buddy sim evolves“ thing too! oh this would be a good place to tell it that theseletsplay #might not be finished.. i should put that at the start too. oh and i cant not link the ghost trapped in the machine!! id be doing it a #disservice. and also a warning that the viewing experience will differ from the gaming. oh god oh fuck what is all this text on my screen" #if you have any questions. you know where to find me... the bloggerrr

[arklayraven]

Feel like talking about Solomon from lesson 13 in NB.

I'm just sharing my personal thoughts, feelings and reactions over what happened. As well blabbing about Asmo often like always too. lol So this might be a mess of a post.

Spoilers are ahead under the cut. You have been warned.

So we were given the option to either stay at HOL with the demon brothers or go back to Cocytus Hall with Solomon...

My first and real choice was stay at HOL with my beloved demons.

Though someone brought up picking to go back to Solomon, will have him talk to us about what happened and all...So like the curious cat I am. I gave that option a shot too.

First, I don't know if this implies he carried us there or not...But if he did. Then that's sweet of him.

He's surprised we chose to go back with him. Same here, dude. lol but I'm here for the Solomon info so lets just jump into it.

Though that means he had his doubts we'd even choose to go with him. Expected I feel with everything that has happened.

He also states it would of been clear we wanted to stay at HOL, since the demon brothers are there.

This is where I start to feel mixed feelings on returning with him...Because of personal reasons. Also I'll never see Cocytus Hall as home to me in the game...HOL is my home now. I feel picking this option only fuels Solomon's fantasy and such. lol

Now this is where I feel kinda bleh on the options. Either A) Accept the hug in the most awkward way I feel personally. or B) hug him as well...

I chose to just accept the hug, with no other choice really...I don't feel ready to hug him again in the moment after what happened. It's like getting a hug from a ex who hurt ya and stuff. But you have to still accept their affection because of 'politeness' or whatever.

Anyway a "no" option would of been nice...

Now we get to what I was here for...Solomon fessed up and admits he made a mistake. He's feeling actual guilt over his actions towards us...

So he didn't truly know what would be the price of making a promise in that place...Or is playing a good act of lying to us about it all. I still have trust issues when it comes to him. But for this very moment, I will say his feelings feel real and he's speaking honestly...

I still don't like him, but he's proven time and time again he does care about us. Doesn't want to see us hurt now...Though same time I can see him going far for his own personal goals...So yeah...

As well, that could explain why he left us at HOL instead at Cocytus Hall with him...He was too distraught over everything I'm sure. He was in no state to take care of us alone. I can only imagine the angst of him coming into our room there to see us in a coma, constantly regretting his actions. As well...wishing we've done different as well.

Part of me would of liked to see that different scenario now tbh...Just to see Solomon truly go through stages of regret and grief. Maybe he'll finally learn to not take advantage of others, whether they be human or demon(Asmo especially). For his own selfish goals and all...

Pretty much this little bit is a huge door opened for more angsty Solomon and MC writings. Yay lol

Then he admits he thought we weren't gonna give the grimoire to Lucifer...Clearly Solomon doesn't know us that well.

Also he still seemed like he hoped we'll do what he wanted us to promise him. You know, choose humanity?...Personally for me. That ain't happening.

Also whichever side Asmo is on, I'm going there. pfff (But i fear now with Solomon has now made a pact with Asmo again...He could maybe force him to his side...Haha...Concern is rising...We'll save that topic for another time.)

So my final thoughts on this all...I still dislike Solomon, but its nice to see him own up to his mistakes and all.

I was worried he wouldn't show much guilt and all over it. Because of how he talked about how he made his first pact with Asmo and didn't show any remorse over how he did it...

But then again...Asmo is a demon. We're human...I'm sure Solomon doesn't see much need to care over his own actions towards a demon compared to a human. Since he'll feel a demon would of done the same like him...but that doesn't excuse his actions...

Demon or not, Asmo deserved better. How Solomon is showing remorse over us and genuine care and love...He could show that to a demon too, especially one he had a long time pact with. (Which is not just Asmo in this topic now, but Barbatos too. They both deserve better treatment from Solomon.)

Like that's what I find interesting when it comes to the differences between Solomon and us...We actually show love, care and respect to demons, who are now family to us and/or more. While Solomon, has had made a pact with Asmo for YEARS...Longer than us, yet their bond together isn't as strong and meaningful, like ours is with Asmo and the others I feel...

If Solomon were to really learn something from this event, and show more care and all to others. Whether they are demon or not. As well try to show he's trying to make up for his past actions towards Asmo. As well try to show more respect and all to Barbatos too...Then maybe I'll give him a better chance again...But for now...All Solomon gets again from me is to hold my hand at least...sometimes...

#;little raven speaks #;little raven plays nightbringer #obey me nightbringer #obey me nightbringer spoilers

[rythmicjea]

20 Questions (plus a bonus) for Fic Authors

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

24

2. What is your AO3 wordcount?

222,958

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently: Riverdale (and I have an ongoing Zack & Cody fic)

Past: Doctor Who, The Magicians, and Star Wars

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Haven't broken 100 kudos on a fic yet but I'm close!

I. My Dearest Korkie with 91

II. 6-2-4-8-4-6-3 with 75

III. Plums and Mugs with 70

IV. Casualty with 69

V. Kindness in Lies with 54

5. Do you respond to comments?

Every. Single. One. I love them. Fuck me up with questions about what you've just read. If it's not spoiler-y then I'm happy to explain. Hell, even if it might be a tad spoiler-y I still will lol.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Oof... that would probably be a tie between We Had Fun (the main character just straight up kills people) or We Belong Together (where it seems like the couple doesn't actually end up together, but I promise they do!).

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I love making people cry. I used to say "if you're not crying, I didn't do my job". But um... do WIPs count if I already know how they are going to end? lol

I'm going to say for finished I Only Have Eyes For You (This will make you cry) and The Magician Queen (this is a classic Holiday Hallmark Happy Ending)

For WIP (that is actually finished I'm just not posting all at once) The Suite Adult Life

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not yet. I welcome thoughtful critiques though!

9. Do you write smut? If so, which kind?

LMAO. By looking at my repertoire you would think the answer is "no". However, I literally wrote a collection of short stories just to write smut. It ended up more tame than expected and very romantic. BUT I do have some pretty explicit scenes in some stories.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest crossover you’ve ever written?

No. I've just not been inspired and I tend to stay away from reading crossovers.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No :(

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, but I've tried to get people to write with me.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

OMG that's like asking who my favorite child is? I mean that's just so unfair- it's Jeronica. Jughead/Veronica is my heart and soul. 80 years of sexual tension just can't be beat lol.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I hate to say it but... I don't have any. I think Not Another Riverdale Love Story (nicknamed Narwals) is the closest. But I know how it's going to end and I just posted chapter 7 and am currently working on chapter 10. OO! I know, it's pure porn. Just pr0n all day long. Rockin Around The Christmas Tree. I have two out of the four chapters posted. I have the last chapter 75% of the way finished. I just have to write smut for one pairing and then it'll be finished.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Existing dialogue and minute details. I like to use and reimagine current dialogue of the shows into my stories. And I drop blink and you miss them hints throughout.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Smut. I've gotten a lot of compliments but I still think I suck at it lol.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I'm pretty good at French but I love writing dialogue in another language. I don't write whole scenes in it. But I have two characters that know passible Japanese so I dropped some in a chapter. But I make sure to translate in the ending A/N.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Sailor Moon!! All the way back when NO ONE knew what fanfiction was.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Oh goodness... I love them all for different reasons. I think if I were to do this as Word Association it would be My Dearest Korkie. It's G-rated and less than 400 words but packs a punch! I think it really proves that a G-rated short short story can be just as good as a 300k+ multi-chapter E rated fic.

Bonus Question

21. What story of yours do you think needs more love?

The Suite Adult Life - I wrote this without knowing the show existed until I was suggested clips on YouTube. I never watched the clips, I just did one google search, read one synopsis, and one relationship timeline. Then out popped 100k+ words... I'm still kind of baffled by it lol.

Tagging- anyone else who wants to participate!

#ao3 #writing #ao3 fanfic #writers #riverdale #jeronica #vughead #Star Wars #reylo #obitine #the suite adult life #the suite life on deck #the suite life of zack and cody #cody x bailey #The Magicians #Doctor Who #the doctor and rose

[teacasket]

Hi! After reading your mini-series, I added Taylor's songs to my playlist. 😁

I just want to share that I'm truly invested in this mini-series, and I'm a bit sad that it's already over. I would like to ask because I'm a bit confused… Did Minho and the MC from Betty/August break up before summer? If yes, what could possibly be the reason? Also, about the ending… Is it a sad one? 🥺

hello! i love taylor's songs, so this is great news to me! also, it's so cool to see that my mini-series is the reason is why. it was fun to write, so hearing that you were (and still are!) invested is really rewarding to me. thanks <3

as for your questions: (under the cut because of potential spoilers)

minho and the reader from betty/cardigan did break up before summer. the reason i had in mind is actually based on the lyrics of betty.

Betty, I know where it all went wrong Your favorite song was playing From the far side of the gym I was nowhere to be found I hate the crowds, you know that Plus, I saw you dance with him

during a spring dance during minho and reader's junior year, reader chose to dance with a friend of theirs since minho wasn't around. while reader and friend are dancing, minho sees them and gets so jealous that he decides to break up with reader.

for the ending, whether it's a sad one or not depends on how you view it. minho does get back together with the reader in betty/cardigan, so it's happy in that sense. however, minho majorly fucked over two people and doesn't recognize the damage he's done, so it's infuriating that he still gets a happy ending. from the perspective of the august reader, it's sad because they got played by minho after genuinely being in love with him for so long. with the reader from betty/cardigan, they know that things won't end well if they take minho back, but they still do because they need to know how the relationship will play out, which is tragic.

it's really up to you on how you interpret the stories. for me, this love triangle (if it even counts as one) is tragic and infuriating.

if you read the past asks about this series, you'll notice that i mentioned to an anon that minho would get his comeuppance and that i like how wistful and introspective the song cardigan is. uhhh so neither of those two things happened in the story since the writing process behind cardigan went in a different direction than i planned it. so if you are someone who wanted see minho's downfall, then the ending is sad because i didn't write that lol.

however, i'm considering writing another story with the reader from betty/cardigan when they're older and looking back at their relationship. in that one, i promise minho will get all that he deserves.

anyway, thank you for reading the mini-series!

#anonymous #ask

[pentition]

(knives out spoilers for those reading)

forgive me if you've talked about this before, but what's your take on the items (the ring and corsage) that Pen drops after you've defeated him? at first people thought they were exclusive to players that romanced him, but they drop regardless. either way, i've always been interested in what they possibly represent, if anything, because they feel weirdly specific for him to drop.

Yesss, spoilers:

I still am puzzled on it, honestly. My initial reaction, not to sound insulting, is that Pathea did it for people that romanced him but never set an alternative for those that didn't some reason.

Either way, it's an interesting thing to suddenly see. Pen dropping his gloves as a reward would have made sense all on its own - it would have even been enough I feel like? But it's so specific that a ring and corsage were dropped.

For anyone that romanced him, I feel like the potential for that answer is easier to find. Maybe he was reconsidering the whole marriage thing for one reason or another. Or maybe the ring wasn't actually for a marriage to the builder but a sort-of-close-enough declaration of their partnership without doing all the rest? I mean, I have friends who are life partners and never got married but live together - some have kids together. It's not wild to think creatively on things beyond marriage if Pen, for whatever reason, doesn't want to get married. Maybe he's not permitted it because of Duvos and his spy gig? He could keep those things maybe as a promise to protect the builder whenever it's time for things to go down. By that I mean, maybe it's a future promise but he wants or needs to see through first his duties to Duvos.

So many possibilities but definitely easier to muse on the what-ifs if you romanced him.

For people who didn't romance him... that's definitely tricky if we're looking not from a technical standpoint but a narrative one. Those aren't just gifts you give to your 12 separate lovers. Too personal, too specific. At first I was like, LOL THEY ARE FOR MATILDA because it amused me, not because she's older but because she doesn't actually seem to care much for anyone beyond her children. But also it doesn't seem Pen considers her much. Burgess is the only other person we really actively see him around by choice but I don't know if their relationship is that kind or has the potential for it? Sure, bullies can pick on people they like or find attractive or something but I've never seen like... specific bullying towards Burgess to indicate it was anything different from Pen's usual stuff?

The thought came to mind those could still be for the builder. Maybe Pen was paying attention and got a very one-sided icky crush? Maybe he's delusional enough to think they'd jump for joy to be with him. I mean, it's not that far off given how he behaves if you romance him too. He by default treats people like his fans.

Then came the whole, what if Pen has a tragic backstory? Maybe he doesn't want to get married because he was once engaged or married before - and those items belonged to his prior partner? Or were given to him by said partner. Which I hope isn't the case, mainly because I'm tired of 'bad guy is bad guy because sad their lover died or something'. That and I just also find it hard to believe someone as vain and arrogant as him that was raised as an experimental soldier felt inclined to bond like that with someone in his youth. It feels like a future thing vs a past thing, given what we know about Pen.

That was followed by, well, if he was birthed vs grown maybe they belonged to one of his parents? I don't know if he was raised in a program and lived in a lab or campus dedicated to super soldiers - or if he had a family. So it's possible??

The recent thought tolling about in my head was maybe there's still another traitor in Sandrock and it's for them? Or someone back in Duvos. Newer thoughts so I have less going on with them at the moment. Like what if Mi-an is a Duvos agent in disguise? Matilda mentioned in her manipulation attempt to Logan that the builder showed up at such convenient timing, jack of all trades, etc. and we see Mi-an is the same but somehow just falls short. Which could be intentional to stay out of the spotlight. She's the initial example but there are other candidates too. Do I want that? No. Is it possible? Yes.

For the sake of people who romanced him, I hope it's not from a secret lover that's dead or alive. I hope it's just they never programmed and alternative and maybe still will. I just want the people that romanced him to get either a satisfying outcome with his character/the relationship or a satisfying conclusion and closure for it. :') I sure didn't feel it in this update and I hope that gets fixed. I don't want another Aadit incident asfdgfhgjh My hope went up a little when the builder was able to say something to Pen in the square before their first fight - but then was dashed after every engagement. I hope more is added in for the full game but I am more inclined to believe not based on his High status and us getting... one romance mission and barely any content with him otherwise.

I really hope after the last mission in Knives Out it means we imprisoned Pen again. I hope, since we didn't really get to converse with him for some reason beyond interrogating, that these are things we can ask him on. And I hope, for those that romanced him and didn't, he has different things to say that applies. Maybe him being fully unmasked like this will allow for a more honest interrogation and discussions? I hope? I hope he's not just imprisoned and then going to be taken away with Avery or something never to be seen again. :/ I'd like to dive in more in general with Pen and have an interesting romance going forward still, if the pieces could fall into place right.

But yeah! That's my current list of what-ifs for those things!! I hope it was decent ramblings. Thank you for the interesting question!! :3

#pen #musings

[goldenworldsabound]

If I can send in a s/i meme, ⏰️, 🌼, and 👀 for the tensura inserts ! My tensura s/i is a fairy, though I like completely took the Canon fairy lore and treated it like putty to mold, specifically she's exiled and Ramiris's grand daughter, and lived in the ogre village before joining Tempest with their gang. She's a pretty tiny gal, her main duty in Tempest is being master of the arts, she's pretty creative and has done a lot to bring more style to the kingdom. She's a sweetie, a lil ditzy maybe but she's not stupid, a snack sized ball of light and excitable, she's often found happily swinging her legs and sitting in her garden of flowers, lmao

Oh yes Tensura YESSSSS! Friendship Asks Fairy SI 👀

For some context before I dive in, with regards to the plot and timeline of the main LN/manga/anime, Wendy actually goes to Tempest not long after Milim first does in order to investigate (and because they're curious about the otherworlder Rimuru who they met offhand before he got all strong - I am behind on posting that fic oops). So Milim knows who Wendy is, Rimuru doesn't know that they're associated with Clayman, and neither does the rest of the town (and don't worry, they don't betray Tempest! promise). Because Rimuru introduced Wendy to Milim, Milim decided to play along and not reveal the truth (part of the non-interference agreement anyway, since Wendy seems to not be interesting in interfering with Milim).

ANYWAY ASKS

⏰ - When/How would our S/Is meet? How were first impressions?

Your SI joins the village first so I bet Rimuru would introduce us! Rimuru is pretty excited because Wendy is an Otherworlder who doesn't immediately go "a slime? lol wtf" fkjdsahfkjsa

Wendy would be a little bit worried that as a fairy you might know who they are and that they associate with Clayman - but they're really here on their own desire and not his orders anyway. So they might be a bit wary. It doesn't sound like your SI would actually have reason to know this though so I think Wendy would end up being touched by how welcoming you are!

🌼 - What does your S/I like about mine?

CREATIVITY!!! ARTISTIC!!! THE EXCITEMENT AND ENERGY!!! That is super fun and they haven't been feeling that themself lately. ALSO I bet you're real sweet to Wendy's fox Yuzu (think Ranga level intelligence) and that endears you immediately to them! But really like Wendy was artistic in our world (cause they are Me lol) but there hasn't been a ton of chance to execute on that in the past century, what with things happening with Clayman (there's a light novel spoiler that explains why he's behaving odd during the course of the main plot) and mostly just executing his orders. So your boundless enthusiasm for stuff like that makes them so happy 🥺 they want to join in!

👀 - What does your S/I think about my F/O? Does it affect the relationship between your S/I and mine?

Benimaru, Soei, and Diablo right? :D well...Wendy is a bit wary of how perceptive Benimaru and Soei are at first, and can't fully let down their guard around them since they are in town despite being affiliated with a (unfortunately hostile) demon lord, so...that may just influence the amount of wariness exhibited around your SI too, being aware that anything they let slip could make it to those two protectors as well!

By the time Diablo is in the picture- well actually this merits another context dump. Clayman is still killed in my time (I focus mainly on the Clayman's Revenge timeline nfkjdashfkja where things are different) and after that Rimuru keeps me captured rather than killing me. Diablo is fucking terrifying. Even once I sort of turn a new leaf and agree to be part of Tempest, Diablo is still not fully sold on me and he scares the shit out of me :D Wendy is fully afraid to go talk to your SI again at first cause like what if Diablo gets protective and kills me- fkjdshfkjhsakj so you know. At this point I'd have similar concerns about how strong Soei and Benimaru are too but Diablo is just...so terrifying and actively watching them more aggressively so XD

#others #tensura si #unique skill: beating heart #makes me want to actually write all this stuff but I'm still reworking post death things as I read the LN #also if you want to know the LN spoiler re Clayman I am happy to tell but didn't want to accidentally spoil

[txemrn]

Hiya! I watched a YouTube video of these guys debating like either on a podcast or radio show about looks and if they truly do matter. Some of them were brutal. How does your Ethan feels about beauty? Is that maybe a small reason he didn't want to have kids? My mind is spinning!!

Hey, anon!

Thank you so much for reaching out and sharing this with me! I apologize for the delay in my response!

That podcast sounds awful! 😥

I'm actually watching a show on Netflix called "Love is Blind", hosted by Nick and Vanessa Lachey. It's pure trash TV (lol) where people "date" without seeing each other (inside these pods), and then after about 2 weeks if they find someone they "love", they get engaged. Then they meet, move into together, and get married 4 weeks later. Now, lemme tell you: some of these guys are brutal, trying to convince their fiancées that even though they are physically attracted to another woman, they are emotionally attracted to them so they shouldn't feel threatened.

Get this (and spoiler alert): this one guy called his fiancée a "solid 9", but this other girl (who he "dated" in their pods) is more of his type, 10 out of 10...

Yep, that's exactly what a woman wants to hear. 🤬

But he "assures" her by telling her that he doesn't have that emotional connection with the other girl...

WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUUUUUU...?!?!!? 🤬🤬🤬

However, I personally believe there has to be an element of attraction in a relationship. Is it initial? Not always. There are some people that meet and develop the attraction later. It just depends...

BUT WE KNOW... it SHOULD NOT BE the most important thing in a relationship. Beauty fades. Youth fades. What matters is keeping a healthy connection alive.

Ethan is very attracted to Tatum. There is an element to her actual appearance that turns him on... and her appearance is supposed to turn him on! But there was also something about Casey's appearance that turned him on. And Harper's appearance that turned him on. Three different women... I think that kinda solidifies that even though he is attracted to the outside, there was something far greater inside he was craving.

One thing I HC with these two is that their second time around, they look a little different. Ethan has bulked up since med school, gaining about 40 pounds. He shows early signs of aging with smile lines and wrinkles around his eyes, not to mention he's got some silver "glitter" (as Tatum calls it) in his curls.

Tatum is curvier; she's gained about 15 pounds since med school, and her body has taken on a curvier figure of a larger chest and thicker thighs. And Ethan LOVES it. I probably shouldn't admit that I have this make-believe conversation in my head, but I HC Ethan telling her that he enjoys sex with her even more these days because it's more comfortable for him (LOL 🙈).

Just in case you're curious... Tatum has a fantastic colorist and visits her good friend Dr. Botox every 6-9 months.

And as far as having babies and why he's against it... he's concerned about her body in other ways. She's considered a geriatric mother, which makes her at risk for so many additional complications. But, it has nothing to do with weight gain or stretch marks or any other visible physical changes to the body.

Whew... sorry for being so long-winded. I hope that answers your questions, and I hope it gives you some encouragement, too! Not all guys are shallow like those men you were listening to--I promise! Sure, Ethan isn't real... but there are men similar to him that are. 🖤

Thanks again!

#you asked #i answered #shallow ain't hot #ethan x tatum #tathan

[shadowmaat]

Prosencraft & Quilldenstern are Dead

Curiosity had me digging into the whole Prosecraft/Shaxpir drama that's been going around twitter.

I can see some wiggle room with what the bro was trying to do (or said he was doing) with Prosecraft, but the whole concept still sounds like dubious BS. Picking out the "most vivid" and "most passive" paragraph of an entire novel?? How would you decide that? How can you even state as a fact that one paragraph is more "vivid" than another? Like, just looking at what the program itself promises to do, it sounds like crap. It honestly reminds me of that site (sites?) that let you enter a paragraph of text and "analyzed" it to tell you which famous author you most sounded like. Except the answers were randomly generated. You could enter a passage from, say, Kurt Vonnegut, and get a different result each time (none of them Vonnegut). This sounds like the same kind of scam.

Then of course, you have the whole extremely illegal harvesting of books from the internet. And that some of the paragraph samples include massive spoilers for the book. And all the rest that has authors furious for very good reasons. I hope the lawyers destroy him. "Freely available on the internet" doesn't mean legally available, bro.

As for the Shaxpir AI thingy, I found a LOT of complaints predating the latest drama. The program sounds like shit. It routinely loses data and drafts, with no way of recovering what you'd written. It also got a lot of things wrong and seems like it's just a sketchier, less reliable version of Scrivener. One person who'd used both programs said they lost a lot of their stuff in Scrivener, but lost even more with Shaxpir. So again, based on the bare bones of what it's supposed to do, it doesn't really do its job.

The concerns about harvested materials being used to "refine" the program are valid, IMO, and just because Shaxpir sucks at is job doesn't mean it's acceptable to let it get away with anything illegal.

Anyway, no sympathy for the latest techbro suffering the consequences of his actions, but he also gives off CMOT Dibbler vibes rather than someone actually competent at their job. But I guess that goes for most of the techbros out there. LOL!

Also, definite points off for not calling it Prosencraft, when he was pairing it with Shaxpir.

#maybe Quilldenstern will be his next project #if he survives

[zhantilniiraala]

ok so i gotta ramble for a moment about the dnd game i'm in with my husband and my brothers- and sister-in-law bc this is the only safe zone i have to do so

big big spoilers for Dragon Heist i guess

so brief dragon heist backstory for the unfamiliar: a major quest goal is to find the magical macguffin (stone of golorr) and its three Eyes which make it work to do its magical thing. each piece of this silver monkey statue is held by a different set of baddies and there's various factions all trying to get the assembled stone for various reasons (wealth, power, saving their children from demons, etc). our party has gathered the stone and one eye, and we know where the other two are. one is with the faction we've chosen to aid, who have promised to pay us handsomely for the rest of the assembled macguffin. we may or may not have been planning to betray them (party is a nice mix of good/evil/neutral) but that part's not important right now.

the last eye is with an ultra powerful bbeg wizard who is the founder/leader of a cult/gang. he also caused a war a long time ago by making a shit ton of clones who all believed themself to be the Real Slim Shady and nobody's seen him for a billion years because he fucked off to an extradimensional sanctum so the whole world thinks he died in the Clone Wars but that's ALSO NOT IMPORTANT RIGHT NOW.

we (level 5) managed to infiltrate the aforementioned sanctum, face off against a deadly level fight with a bbeg simulacrum and manage to barely survive. we heal up and start cautiously exploring.

somehow we manage to beeline straight to the bbeg's goddamn bedroom where he was taking a lovely nap.

he is not worried about us in the slightest and intimidates the party into "agreeing" to take down his biggest rival (ie. the evil character agrees, my cowardly kitty cat wizard who has the macguffin in their pocket is RUNNING THE HELL AWAY, the others stay wisely silent) by promising power in his new world order, yadda yadda yadda. he also pw:kills one of his own minions who tries to tell him we're planning on betraying him for being a weakling just to fucking intimidate us further.

note: my character is running the fuck away (bbeg is so confident that this is pointless that he lets it happen). I, the actual human behind the tabaxi, biggest monster- and/or villainfucker this side of the milky way, is already about to swear eternal fucking fealty if this asshole is dtf.

needless to say, after "agreeing" to exterminate his rival bbeg, the party decides to long rest in the servant's chambers adjacent to wizard bbeg's room in preparation for a stealthy attempt to take the eye. this will become important later.

we send the owlfolk druid in, invisible and pass without traced, to scope out bbeg's private study beyond his bedroom. so far so good. druid finds a locked desk... but also bbeg's spellbook just sitting out in the open. she takes the spellbook (ooc i am making excited noises, my bibliophile wizard would LOVE to have this) aaaand a helmed horror pops in to say hi. she manages to abscond with the book but bbeg definitely Notices that his spellbook is gone and we flee like the cowards we are.

we reconvene back at our base, do some maintenance shit (including drooling over this 20lb spellbook that has wish and pw:kill in it) and long rest again, and decide to give the same strategy another try. almost worked the first time, right? druid makes it in without a problem (27 stealth roll will do that), doesn't see bbeg on the way in, and investigates the locked desk she didn't have a chance to check the first time.

she fails the lockpick check. of course. wild shapes into a bear and crit fails the athletics check to break the damn thing.

so she decides to drop 30lb worth of junk (rope, rations, etc lol) behind one of the chaise lounges so that she has enough carrying capacity to pick up the whole desk, then wild shapes into a spider so that the desk is just.. part of the spider, and starts to scuttle back out.

she runs into a wall of force halfway up the stairs.

bbeg comes down the stairs, sees nobody in the room but does see that the desk is gone, pulls out an hourglass and sits down to wait for invisibility to run out.

dm gives the party waiting outside the prompting of hey, it's been almost an hour and invisibility is wearing off soon. you've heard nothing. what do?

i decide to do a sending to check on our druid and get the gist of the situation. only metagaming a little bit to avoid losing a pc, i decide to heroically go in after her, leaving the macguffin with our good-aligned barbarian since she has been the most trustworthy one in the party thus far, just in case i don't make it out.

with invisibility and a decent stealth roll (druid has hidden as a spider so she doesn't need my concentration), i make it past the minions to the sanctum. two rooms away from the action, i set off a wand of pyrotechnics to draw bbeg's attention and hurry to hide in his bedroom, waiting for him to pass me on the stairs to check out the disturbance. when he does, i rush to set off my last lv3 spell slot to try and dispel the wall of force.

i miss the dc by 1.

having lost invisibility with the spellcast, i give our druid a sad look and re-invis myself with my last spell slot, hiding in the bedroom again. i did my best and failed.

bbeg passes back down the stairs shortly, not noticing me again since i crit my second stealth roll. i decide to stick around to see what happens even though i have only lv1 spells left, just in case there's SOMETHING i can do. while i'm there...

OUR BARBARIAN COMES DOWN THE STAIRS A FEW MINUTES LATER.

i hear her triumphantly hand over the macguffin to the bbeg. my wizard flees, completely demoralized by the apparent betrayal. the druid sees our barbarian dissolve into mist, and i put it together when i run into our barbarian in the hallway out of the sanctum.

when we long rested here earlier (not setting a watch, like idiots), bbeg kidnapped the barbarian and made a simulacrum of her. it had been the simulacrum with us for the past ~24h and i just HANDED THE THING OVER TO HER BECAUSE I TRUSTED HER THE MOST.

we make it outside to the rest of the party and i convey the bad news. a few minutes later, wildshape wears off and our druid pops back into existence (along with the locked desk) right in front of the bbeg.

he smiles and gently strokes her feathers before speaking the pw:kill.

grabbing her corpse, he teleports right in front of the party and throws it at our feet. then he rummages in his pocket and tosses a flawless diamond atop her still form.

"A valiant effort, but useless in the end. I expect to hear of results from you...Very soon."

he turns to me and reaches out a metal hand (DID I MENTION HE HAS ONE MAGIC METAL PROSTHETIC HAND BECAUSE OF COURSE HE FUCKING DOES).

"I'll be taking my spellbook back."

FUCK.

(I'LL BE IN MY FUCKING BUNK)

needless to say my spineless wizard hands it over promptly and he teleports away.

(and then we rez our druid)

at least i got tenser's floating disk out of it.

our DM is fucking amazing and he must never know of my thing for the big bads lest it change how he does things

#dnd #wall of text

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A STRANGE HYMN (THE BARGAINER SERIES 2)

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And we’re only two chapters in and discovering that apparently Des has been waiting for his mate for centuries. Awesome.

I do love that he’s making her train.

Wow. The AUDACITY of that Fauna. I mean…Des has a point. It was a really bad idea to come into his kingdom and threaten his people after what their own king did. And I’m surprisingly impressed that Callie actually got up and left when he was being eaten.

He’s so adorable ❤️

Nightmares *shudders*

I totally called the Fauna King not being the ring leader. 

Wait but if the Fauna King was impregnating the women how do more of the children not look related to him? Unless he was possessed, like actually possessed and that affected the children. 🤔🤔🤔

Awww, she learned to fly 🥰🥰🥰

🤣🤣 joking that he wants a husband too. That was good.

🤣🤣 I like Phaedron

Ooooo she’s got daggers now 😍

🤣 is it bad that when he said he imagined taking her at the lake in the City of Lovers my first thought was sexually, instead of physically taking her there 😅😅😅

Awwww he’s relieved that she’s not scared of his wings.

Okay so Karnon was taking the women and someone else was taking the men. That still doesn’t explain why the children don’t look more like Karnon.

Oh damn! Temper came to find her and what an entrance she made 😳 And of course once Callie sees that it’s Temper she goes against her promise to Des.

Yay! she’s cool with everything!

Kudos to Des for not blowing up at Callie for disobeying him. That’s really refreshing, even though I like a good “You could’ve been killed” argument because it shows they care ❤️

Story time 😊 That’s what I’ve been thinking Callie. Glad we’re on the same page, and glad Des agrees too.

And they’re off to Flora. Interesting deal they made.

Ummm, I get the feeling that Mara wouldn’t care if Callie was fae, she’d still want Des. That’s the vibe I get from her and I don’t really like it. Keep your hands to yourself woman. 😡

Okay, at first I felt sorry for the king consort, but now I’m a bit creeped out by him. 😬😬😬

Thank god that was a nightmare.

And Des has men missing.

And Callie gets to see the Flora casket women. And the Green Man finds her and is still creepy. And the trees are BLEEDING but he doesn’t believe her 😳😳

HOLY FUCK…the Day King is the guy who kidnapped her?!?! Well…that could have gone worse.

“but he can’t be evil-more like…Wicked Lite.” 🤣🤣🤣, okay but in all seriousness I can see where they’re all coming from thinking Des is the one behind it all, but come on. It’s a little too obvious and they’re pushing it a bit too much for me to believe even for a second that he has anything to do with it. And if it does turn out to be him then I’m losing my touch.

Oh look a tea party that will make everything better. LOL

“Cherub, our bond…has issues.” 🤣🤣🤣 literally. I was beginning to wonder why we hadn’t heard more about their bond. And of course it’s because they are two different species. Makes sense, but at the same time I feel like if you’re mates it shouldn’t matter if your different species. Which has me thinking there may still be another reason, but maybe not. 🤷‍♀️

Green Man is soooooo CREEPY 👀 👀 👀 And now she has baby on the brain. Temperance to the rescue.

Bitch tried to trick her into drinking lilac wine and becoming immortal, but Des and Callie talked through it…sort of.

Go see Mara and she accuses Des again, Siren comes out to play and it’s glorious until Des reels her in. Then Des makes Mara a deal, he vows he is not behind the disappearances and she vows they will be allies for 50 years. Why do I get the feeling someone is going to break this vow and it’s not going to be Des.

Ummmm, okay that’s twice now that she has dreamed that Des slit her throat. Either someone is manipulating her dreams to make her afraid of him or turn on him, or her subconscious is telling her he’s actually the bad guy. I don’t want to believe he’s the bad guy because they’re playing that card a bit too hard for me to believe it’s true.

Ohhhh, okay, that makes sense. I totally forgot that Des hasn’t been able to rouse her from these nightmares. It never occurred to me that, that was weird, and someone could be causing it. I was pretty sure someone was causing the nightmares, but less sure someone was keeping her there. Interesting.

Oh, oh damn. Callie got whipped for standing up for a woman who was raped. Des is gonna have Mara’s head.  👀 👀 👀

Well that could have been worse. Des is soooo pissed. Threaten the healer, that’s a good idea. Why didn’t Callie suggest Temper sooner? Des and Temper are ready for blood 🤣🤣. Malaki is so whipped 🥰🥰 Of course Callie isn’t going to run away.

Agreeing to anything during sex is probably not the best idea…Like she wasn’t going to agree to be his Queen at some point anyway

Awww they’re so cute. 😍😍😍

LOL pulled from breakfast for training. She finally got him! Wait…ready for what? Did training have an ulterior reason?

Oh damn. Callie stood up to Mara again. Yay Aetherial. Okay, I know Des said he has no siblings and he killed his father, but is it possible that someone is still alive? Or is the Thief of Souls making himself look like Des? I feel like the Green Man is behind it, because he gives me the heebie jeebies, but it’s possible right?

Now would be a good time to run. Shit she lost two guards. Oh, we’re gonna put our big girl pants on and do something Des would object to. Awesome. She saved one, yay!!

Oh Des, always with the one liners. She would have invited you, if you hadn’t been otherwise engaged. 

Mara is pissed. While she tries to fight Des, other Des lures Callie away and oh look it’s his father. How is it he’s not dead?! And why didn’t it occur to me that he could be alive and pretending to be Des? Maybe I am a little off my game.

Oh the Green Man. I knew it. That’s why Mara can’t stand him anymore, because it’s not really him. And he was possessing the Fauna King.

PROPHECY?!?! Does Des know about this? Is that what the training was for? Did he know she might have to face the Thief of Souls at some point? Did his dad make a bargain with the Thief of Souls? Is that at least one reason he’s capturing faeries and helping the Thief of Souls? And who is the prophetess? Is it Des’ mom? Would it be too much to ask for her to have lived too?

That. Was. Heartbreaking. I really thought the bargain was gonna work, but of course she was too far gone. Then again, the wine worked sooo…now she’s immortal and their bond is fully in place I wonder how that’s going to change things? Mara why’d you have to go and ruin the moment?

She liiiiiives! She can use Des’s power. LOL. I hope that she tells Des about the whole Thief of Souls tricked him thing and can get her soul and that’s why she’s upset but she’s happy to be immortal and have their bond be complete because otherwise it will be sad.

And I was wondering now, if the sleeping women would wake up as some kind of sleeping army for the Thief of Souls, but what was he using the men for?

#the bargainer series #laura thalassa #a strange hymn #callie #des #temper #road to 100 #46/100 #july reads 2022 #desmond #callypso #thief of souls #book 2

[thyandrawrites]

On Fuyumi and why I don’t think she has forgiven Endeavor, either

Thanks to everyone who encouraged me to write this! I wanted to do a meta on my reading of Fuyumi for a while. I’ve noticed that the fandom gives a lot more slack to her brothers for their trauma responses, without recognizing that a lot of Fuyumi’s… less liked “personality traits'' are actually a trauma response as well.

Part of this post will be an analysis of her sparse lines throughout the manga, but a lot of it will be inference. She has very little screen time, so I tried my best to fill in the gaps by taking a realistic approach to how someone in her position would react to her family circumstances. Even if you end up disagreeing with me, I hope it makes for an interesting read.

So without further ado, let’s delve into it.

[under a cut for manga spoilers and length]

One major thing to take into account when analysing Fuyumi is how much of her behavior is conditioned by fear to this day. Fear of retribution, specifically.

This scene was our introduction to her. Right off the bat, we are shown that she’s the type to fret a lot. But what is she fretting about? Notice her phrasing. The hanging implication here is that Endvr wouldn’t be pleased. After all, Enji labeled Rei a danger to Shouto pretty early on, and forced her out of his life via the hospitalization.

At this point of the story, Endvr is still presented as an authoritative patriarch whose authority must not be challenged. Yet, Fuyumi knows that Shouto would go no matter what, and she’s not really trying to dissuade him, either. What makes her fuss and worry is not the concept itself of doing something Endvr wouldn’t approve of, but instead doing something Endvr wouldn’t approve of behind his back.

This is pretty telling. I’m sure that many people who have experience of abuse or temperamental parents / partners can relate to this. Fuyumi’s reaction here shows she’s not just afraid of upsetting their father, but also actively shying off any behaviour that might trigger that explosive anger, and encouraging her brother to do the same. In other words, her fear of her dad’s reaction is already so pervasive that it affects her decision-making. It makes her stop to consider “how will dad react to this? Can I still do this and get away with it?” and then it makes her want to extend that thinking to try and “contain the damage” even when it comes to her brothers.

The thing is, Fuyumi isn’t particularly meek, actually. Conflict avoidant? Sure. But she isn’t shown to be particularly docile or even as excessively yielding as fandom sometimes portrays her.

First pic on the left. Someone who’s meek wouldn’t throw shade and simultaneously snitch that easily, lol. It’s obviously meant to read as teasing and playful, a normal sibling interaction. But her grimace and pointed finger are still vaguely accusing in a fond “I am making you pay by embarrassing you in front of mom” kind of way. She does have a bit of an attitude. It’s just very hard to notice since she’s constantly surrounded by temperamental people.

Another sign that she’s not very meek is the fact that she scolds openly. When Natsuo blows up at their dad despite promising to keep his temper in check to try and have dinner together, she does remind him. Someone unassertive would just sigh and not show their disappointment, but Fuyumi protests it, tries to reason, tries to placate, wails when no one listens to her and seeks support from Shouto. She does have a spine, despite not being as loud and explosive as her brothers.

So the way Fuyumi interacts with her siblings and mother is sharply different from the way she cowers in front of Enji. It’s only with her father that she acts submissive, fearful, and holds her tongue to prevent conflict. That means that a lot of what comes across as passiveness, of blinding giving in to Enji’s will (as opposed to the way her brothers fight back) is just… plain old fear. It’s a reactive response to stress. While Touya and Natsuo lash out, Fuyumi cowers and compromises. They’re both coping methods, though on opposite ends of the spectrum.

One thing I want to stress here is that fear is also a normal response for someone in her position. I’ll go over this in a minute, but she grew up to fill the role of mediator in a family where rebelling and fighting back always resulted in personal tragedy. Rei tried to oppose Enji’s decisions, and her mental health frayed day by day until she eventually had a meltdown and was taken away. Touya demanded fairer treatment and explanations out of his dad, and his own mental health frayed until he too had a meltdown and “died”.

After that, it was just Enji, Natsuo, Shouto and her left in the house. And this is just my guess, but I think that the realization that she was the only one left who could protect at least Natsuo definitely conditioned her behaviour from then on. Of course, we can also blame misogyny for how Horikoshi always makes the abused women fall into submissive positions. But I think that Fuyumi admitting that fear conditioned a lot of her actions back then is also significant. Imho it shouldn’t shouldn’t be brushed off because it’s a sign of trauma.

Excessive antsiness and automatic referral to someone else’s wishes are common responses to growing up with authoritative or temperamental parents. You learn how to “fly under the radar” to avoid possible bursts of anger that might damage you. I think Fuyumi learned early on that being stubborn and temperamental wouldn’t help her any against her dad. I also believe that she’s still subconsciously trying to shield the rest of the family by trying to make them react like she would. More understanding. Willing to bend every now and then to avoid sparking another house fire. Compromising.

I know what you’re thinking. I’m reading way too much into this. How do I know that this is her coping method and not just… Fuyumi being Fuyumi? Well. Because it wouldn’t be the first time Horikoshi portrayed a domestic abuse dynamic where one of the victims survives the bursts of anger by acting submissive.

Hana also did what Fuyumi does. Avoid upsetting the patriarch. Tell him what he wants to hear even if you privately disagree. Act like a good kid. Don’t challenge his authority. They both also encourage their brothers to do the same.

These are all self-preservation methods. The only difference is that for Hana it was an act, while Fuyumi grew into that role because she was forced by her circumstances to grow up too fast, to let go of the childishness that Hana had the privilege of showing in private.

But, you might still object, Hana was faking it. She didn’t actually want to please Kotaro by doing exactly what he expected of her. Fuyumi is a lot less critical of Enji! She's always been the “weak” one of the family, and allowed him a lot more slack, even going as far as pushing her brothers to reconcile with their abuser against their will!

… Has she?

Let’s take a step back. I’m not going to argue against the fact that Fuyumi is pushy. After all, she is indeed the family member who has put the most effort into trying to mend things. Admittedly, she’s also crossed boundaries at least once (when she gave Enji Shouto’s contact information). But while many fans are critical of her because of this, seeing it as a sign that she’s weak-willed and forgiving, I think it might just be another facet of her trauma. Specifically, a subproduct of her fear. She’s too scared of doing anything about her dad, so she does what she can: she tries to make their home more liveable for the rest of them.

Fuyumi herself admits that trying to “fix” the family was her way of coping. Unlike her brothers, she was never in the running for training, and thus held no sway over Endvr. All she could do was offer support as she witnessed them all slowly falling apart. Her urge to keep the household together makes sense because it’s a subconscious craving for emotional stability.

In a relatively short time frame, Fuyumi witnessed many traumatic events. To top it off, Fuyumi wasn’t allowed to process things in a healthy way. At only twelve, she becomes the eldest child in an abusive home. The only girl in a very patriarchal family structure, now more unstable than ever. As a result, she grows up too fast, and in a context where she was the one taking care of everyone else’s needs.

Even before Rei was taken out of the picture and Fuyumi had to step up to fill the role of “the nurturing one” of the household, Fuyumi already showed signs of having lost her childlike innocence early on.

When Touya has a meltdown and attacks Shouto, Fuyumi’s immediate response is to shield Natsuo with her own body. Not even Rei is shown to react as promptly, too busy being surprised and alarmed. Fuyumi is already protective.

When Enji is in the next room, shouting at and hitting Rei, Fuyumi’s response is to both seek and offer physical comfort by pulling Natsuo flush to her body and covering his ears. This, despite how she’s obviously terrified herself.

But just how far does her subconscious need to protect and be the glue that keeps the family together actually go? The answer is: pretty deep. It’s very much implied that Fuyumi stepped into the role of primary caretaker of the family when she was really young.

The nanny that was taking care of them in Rei’s stead is stated to have injured herself and retired at an unspecified time. It’s likely not that long after after Rei’s commitment, since Natsuo was young enough to mess up his cooking by overseasoning it. Enji never took care of them like an adult should. He was around 36 at the time, and still expected her twelve(ish) years old daughter and his eight(ish) years old son to do all the cooking for him and Shouto. It’s stated that Natsuo helped too, but y’know. He was a grade schooler. We can infer that Fuyumi tended to the house in much the same manner her mother before her was expected to. Her exact age at the time doesn’t matter as much as the fact itself that Fuyumi was forced to take on a nurturing role even as she was a child in need of nurturing herself.

This goes on. Her protective streak often manifests as a desire to de-escalate, mediate.

when she feels an argument boiling over, she holds Natsuo off. And sure, you could read this as an attempt to save face in front of Shouto’s classmates. Except she shows no problem telling them her family’s dirty laundry not even 5 minutes later, having assumed Shouto already confided as much. What I think the leg squeeze means is an attempt to de-escalate.

Who else always used anger as a shield of inner fragility, of hurt? Touya. Who ended up dying prematurely because he couldn’t let go of that anger, of that desire to hold Enji accountable? Still Touya. He rebelled, and he solved nothing. He confronted his father with a lot of things that were as true as the ones Natsuo’s now confronting him with. Yet nothing changed. Fuyumi grew up surrounded by anger, anger, anger on all sides. After losing Rei, she remained the only one not meeting her dad’s fire with more fire.

And while as a kid she couldn’t step in more often, as an adult she’s shown to try and act like a “buffer”, a mediating element between Enji’s needs and her family’s.

When Natsuo is old enough to go to college, he shies away from abandoning the nest so as not to leave Fuyumi alone.

and what does Fuyumi do? She tells him to leave family matters to her and pursue his goals. It’s not stated in these exact words, but the implication here is that what Fuyumi is volunteering to shoulder alone isn’t just chores & housekeeping. She says “family matters”, so she likely means assistance to Rei at the hospital (since Endvr can’t see her), and likely keeping an eye on Shouto as well.

I believe that a lot of her protectiveness also stems from a subconscious need to compensate. Twice now she said she regrets being unable to do more for her brothers. She became a teacher because she blamed herself for how she wasn’t able to be there for Shouto. Adding to that, she also feels partly responsible for Touya’s death, blaming herself for how she was too afraid of her father to “intervene”. That is, to do anything to outright oppose his authority. We of course know that she was only a child at the time. Realistically, there was nothing she could do to actually change their circumstances.

But that same coping method, trying to fix the family despite knowing how broken it was, is something that she still keeps doing even as an adult. It’s a wound that never healed, just like how Natsuo’s grief and anger or Touya’s desperation to be acknowledged are also wounds that never healed.

Except she gets a lot less sympathy than the other two from most fans. This, I think, because a lot of people misread her need for a real family as selfish will to “let bygones be bygones”. In that light, I see many read her attempt at patching up the family as a sign that she’s forgiven Enji and wants her brothers to do the same. But I disagree. I find that an oversimplification.

Do you really think someone who was so scared of her father until, like, two days ago would have no complex emotions towards him simply because he says he’s changed now?

Does it really make any narrative sense for her to pursue a pipe dream of happiness at the expense of her brother’s feelings, after dedicating her life to putting their needs above her own?

I don’t really think so. To prove this point, let’s go over the Tododinner miniarc, which pretty much stated this for me.

Understandably, a lot of fans focus more on Shouto’s side of this conversation and on his answers, but this exchange sheds a lot of light into Fuyumi’s inner feelings as well. The ones she doesn’t let come to the surface for the sake of keeping the family whole.

First, she admits that she agrees with Natsuo to an extent. This by itself is huge. Wasn’t she supposed to be the one allowing Endvr more slack? The one willing to put water under the bridges? Well, this shouldn’t come as a surprise. She was abused too, so it’s only natural that her thoughts on her dad are just as complex as her brothers’.

Now, she doesn’t state which of Natsuo’s feelings she agrees with, but we can deduce them from context. Clearly, it’s not the explosive anger. And she doesn’t think her dad is directly to blame for Touya’s death, either. So what does she agree with, exactly?

I think it’s this^. Natsuo obviously doesn’t believe his father has really changed. It might seem bold of me to state that Fuyumi is probably as unconvinced as him. After all, she’s the one who’s pushing her brothers to at least try to give their dad a chance, isn’t she? How could she do that if she herself wasn’t sure whether or not she could trust him?

I’ll go over her reasons for that in a minute. For now, I want to go back to her conversation with Shouto because it also partially answers that question.

So, Natsuo storms off, obviously having a hard time at letting the past go, and Fuyumi makes a contrite expression, admits she shares some of Natsuo’s reservations and then… and then she asks Shouto what he thinks of their dad.

I think the implication here is that Fuyumi doesn’t know how to feel about Enji. She’s not sure about forgiving him either, nor is she sure that he’s changed. She wants to trust that he has, because it would give them all a chance to finally be a less dysfunctional family. But another part of her is still wary, hesitant. Is Enji really different, or does she want him to be different out of selfishness? Is she being unfair to Natsuo when she doesn’t even know if she trusts the change of heart, either?

So she seeks out Shouto’s opinion, because Shouto is the one who faced the brunt of the physical side of the abuse. He would know best if their dad actually mellowed out. Surely better than Natsuo, who is negatively biased against Enji because of the way he blames him for Touya’s death.

I think that if she really had forgiven Enji, she would be a lot more sure about her own feelings. She wouldn’t seek confirmation from Shouto about whether giving their dad a second chance is a good idea. But Fuyumi isn’t shown as being sure, just as she’s never shown clearly stating that she’s forgiven her dad. I think that her attempts at enabling his will to “atone” are just… the result of Fuyumi feeling like she has to be the nurturing one, the glue of the family. The one mending things in a passive manner, attempting to smooth out everyone’s edges to create a less tense family environment. I don’t think it reflects her own personal feelings towards her dad.

Basically, I think that Fuyumi doesn’t fully trust that Enji has changed, but does trust that he’s determined to prove something.

And just like Shouto, she wants to allow him room for growth, room to at least try and be better. Because when he makes up his mind about something, he is bullheaded about getting it.

That willingness to give a second chance isn’t a synonym with forgiveness in the same way as Shouto’s challenge for Enji to prove he can be a father isn’t forgiveness. In both cases, I think it’s a desire to achieve some sort of stability, a willingness to let old wounds heal. They’re not doing this because they want to give Enji what he wants. They’re doing it because they want something out of Endvr’s attempt at being better. For Shouto, it’s closure for his mother, whom he perceives as Enji’s primary victim. And I think Fuyumi’s motivation might be very similar.

Rei seems to think that Endvr’s change of heart is real. And Fuyumi shifts from outright fear of her father to attempts at including him in their lives after that. Given how Rei’s mention of the flowers and pro hero arc happen at the same time, it’s unclear if Fuyumi saw for herself enough reasons to give her father a second chance or not. But I think that Rei’s willingness to move on definitely influenced her.

It wouldn’t be too strange imho if Fuyumi wanted to give her mother a second shot at finding happiness and peace by creating a better family environment. Sort of like… reading the ground for her release by coaching the rest of the family to be less dysfunctional. This would especially make sense if Fuyumi was trying to get rid of any potential stressors that might cause her a relapse, since we know that Touya’s “death” set back her recovery before.

In fact, Rei starts getting better and her doctor starts hinting at her discharge around the same time as Endvr says he’s changed, and we know that Endvr is the entire reason Rei ended up in the hospital. It wouldn’t be too far-fetched if Fuyumi decided to give her dad a chance to prove he can be better despite her own antsiness and personal reservations because she wanted her mother to heal.

In that light, her desire to “turn into a real family”, as she put it, isn’t an attempt to let bygones be bygones for her own selfish wishes. On the contrary, it’s the very opposite: it’s her attempt at mending her own past shortcomings (her helplessness cause she was scared) by being instrumental to what she thinks will help the fam’s healing. Because, in so many ways, she still thinks like she should do more for her family than what she’s already done, despite how the falling apart of the family clearly wasn’t her fault

#bnha meta #todoroki fuyumi #bnha #meta:fuyumi #todoroki shouto #todoroki natsuo #todofam #my post

[burnedbyshoto]

go the distance

(will you) go the distance

— You’re perfectly content in life except for the fact that you are not dating Deku. When his best friend won’t help you out, you turn to the dark side to get what you want.

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pairing: pro hero!midoriya izuku x bad villain!reader

warnings: 18+, nsfw, smut, manga spoilers, pro hero!au, villain!reader, ofa usage for sex lol, size difference, manhandling, public sex, slight degradation and praise, deku eats his cum outta ya pussy, big dick deku, corruption but make it opposite, deku is a pervert change my mind

word count: 12,715

a/n: well, yall already knew I wanted to make this fic a reality, so here it is for bnharems villain collab!! check out all the already amazing stories if you haven’t already. thank you to kara, sky, and jo for reading this for me because lmao im ass rn. I’m gonna go to bed because I partied a bit too hard last night.

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your quirk: distortion – can make afflicted persons vision shift 6 cm to the left or right at the cost of having their own vision shift the same way

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“Breaking news: We have yet another report to add to the slew of attacks this month, this comes just days after we broadcasted rumors of a villain running rampant over the city. This spate of attacks has put the entire metropolitan area at a standstill, road closures, and damaged property making it difficult for commuters to get to work in the morning. 

“Road maintenance endeavors to do its best to keep the city running, but it seems futile when these attacks continue to increase. The entire city was brought to a standstill by the mysterious villain who has still not been named, but reports show they are nothing like we have ever experienced before. 

“Where are the heroes now? Who will save us from the terror overwhelming our city? 

“Every day the crime toll continues to rise and we have no one here to protect us. The Hero Public Safety Commission assured us earlier in the week that the crime rate would go down, that the top Heroes are out there protecting our city, but if so, where are they? Is it really safe to go out anymore, who can we trust? Would you put your life in the hands of a Hero today? When they have proved our streets are no longer safe. We still have no information on what is going on, or who is involved, but we must remain observant. We will continue to report the latest news as we receive it, but for now, we must implore you to heed the warnings of the city-wide curfew that is soon to be implemented. If anyone has any information on these occurrences in the city, please send them to us or contact the police, you can remain anonymous. The safety of our citizens is what is most important, stay vigilant and don’t go out unless it is absolutely necessary. One thing we know for sure: we can no longer rely on Heroes to protect us. The streets of our once-great city are no longer safe, we are no longer safe.”

The female reporter closes her eyes, despite still being on the air, her eyebrows furrowed as she exasperatedly sighs.

“Was that good enough, Mirage?”

You look at her with a pout, your eyes then clenching shut as your lips move with unsaid words as you motion for the cameras to stop rolling. You tilt your head right and left, muttering a bit.

“Did that seem better to you this time? I don’t know, I don’t think it was scary enough...”

You open your eyes to see the exasperated reporter looking at you as if she personally sought to end you right where you were sitting.

“You are the worst villain I’ve ever encountered,” she deadpans, and you laugh in agreement.

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You weren’t really a villain.

If you must put a label on what you were, you would say that you were the best PR head any hero agency could ask for. You were, after all, the top student graduate from UA’s Business Course and had been ushered into a condensed agency the moment you were finished taking your graduation pictures. 

And well, if you are actually curious about the… villainy, you would like to uphold and continue to stress that you weren’t a villain! You were just a public nuisance – like those stupid YouTubers – with the ability to garner Pro Heroes’ attention! People had no reason to scoff at what you did on the daily.

You took both of these jobs very seriously!

It was like being straight out of a comic for you!

A simple – hopefully should the heroes you’re in charge of not be stupid – nine to five job by day, and a badass, crime-committing, sexy as shit villain by night! How could anyone ever hate you for your lifestyle! How could anyone ever hate you?!

But we are all noisy people, and everyone wondered just why you became a villain because you had a beautifully stable job with an impressive salary! Why would such an amazing woman such as yourself dabble in the evilness of humanity? 

Well, you did have an answer for the public.

“Why do you engage in evil, villainous schemes?” the reporter deadpans, absolutely and utterly not being paid enough to humor you in this forced interview.

The public loved drama, pizazz, a little showmanship even from what they deemed humanities worst! So, you told the world why you chose to be evil instead of good:

“Because I want to be!” you grin, flashing a pose as you make your away from the interviewer you had very much illegally forced to interview you. “And because a hero killed my cat!’

Of course, that was a lie! Why would you ever hand over the real reason as to why you decided to become a villain! You’d be laughed right out of Japan, possibly be murdered by a horde of fangirls!

For you see, there was one reason and one reason alone as to why you decided to take your place within the villainy hall of fame. Why you chose to do more in your day outside of your already demanding job.

And that one reason was: Pro Hero Deku, civilian name Midoriya Izuku.

Now, trying not to come off as some creepy, weirdo, stalker fangirl, you could fully admit that you were in love with the stupidly large hunk of a man that debuted as an official pro a year before you graduated from high school. 

You remember how the world was finally recovering from the year-long nightmare that had ensued. To be honest, you were stupidly surprised you had even managed to graduate, given that most of schooling had become somewhat of a joke.

FIVE YEARS AGO, MARCH, 2XXX:

It had been in the evening, the clear blue sky becoming ruby red and blood orange as you made your way out of campus. The air somehow smelled of sweet hay and gasoline, but you didn’t mind. There was hardly anyone out at this time, most students had made their way home already, and the only sounds were the moving cars of businessmen just trying to get back home.

There really wasn’t any reason to suspect anything to go wrong, this was a simple daily walk back home after school that wasn’t like any other. But then there had been a loud pop, an ever louder screech, and finally, you managed to whip your head in time to see a car tumbling through the air straight at you. 

There was hardly any time to think, even less to react, and the only thing you knew was that you were not going to survive.

You braced yourself, eyes clenching and body curling, your mind screaming because this was not going to be the way things ended. But before it could happen, before the car could come down upon you and squish you like a bug under a shoe, something picked you up and you were weightless.

Waiting for an impact that never came, the tears that were endlessly streaming down your face were suddenly stopped by rough, warm fingers smoothly wiping them away.

“Hey, it’s okay! You’re safe now!” a voice says softly to you, endearingly warm and comforting. “I’m here, don’t worry.”

“Am I… did I die?” you whisper, unsure if you even want the answer, your eyes remaining closed because you refused to open them up to some angel that could confirm your death. “God, what an embarrassing way to die!”

“Oh – um, no! You’re not dead! I promise!” the voice laughs brightly, just softly enough that you believe him and not be entirely horrified by the amused reaction. Your eyes crack open slowly, just barely peering back into the world, still half praying you weren’t dead. But all you saw was green. 

Green eyes, green hair, green clothes.

You blink, once, twice, realizing only then you were staring into the eyes of a boy about your age.

He had curly hair, freckles littering his face, and eyes that easily pierced through your very soul.

Without meaning to, your breath stopped, frozen in your lungs as you were captivated by a handsome man with a curving, beautiful smile. 

“See, I told you it was okay!” he teased you, head cocking to the side as he grinned largely.

The action itself seemed to strangle the strangest noise out of your mouth as you realized suddenly and immediately that your face was burning and all you could think was:

A cute hero rescued me, a cute hero rescued me, a cute hero rescued me, acuteherorescuedme!

“Sorry about that scare! I would’ve caught that car sooner, but I wasn’t paying attention to who was around!” the green boy apologized, bowing deeply in front of you in his apology. “There’s a commotion just up ahead, so I recommend you take the next road over.”

You nod numbly, unable to conjure even the slightest hint of your voice again as he stood up to his full length. He was average in height it seemed, taller than you, but still not towering. The hero looked behind his shoulder, those big green eyes focusing onto the distance, onto something you couldn’t even begin to imagine – or see, really. He blinked and turned back to you, smile gone but the gentle aura to him remained, but now his face, his mouth, was underlined with a sense of urgency and engagement to whatever sent a vehicle tumbling your way.

“Which train do you take home?” he asked, eyebrows relaxing from his stern position, as his smile picked up again. “I’ll take you closer to your station!”

“B train,” you manage to wheeze out – unable to be the reason why he was held up but also confused as to just what he could do to get you closer to the station that was at least a mile away from here.

“Perfect! I know where that is!” he laughs for just a moment, and before you could even ask if this was going to be some escorted thing – because you definitely did not need it – his arms were fastly secured around you, and suddenly you were weightless.

A cold wind rushed against your face, nipping at your nose, cheeks, and ears, sending your hair flying around – into your mouth! Oh, you were screaming! You were soaring through the skyline, being held by some hero you couldn’t name, and you were screeching at the top of your lungs.

Making the mistake of looking down, your arms were suddenly around his shoulders, your voice growing even sharper and louder as you squeezed against his body and refused to let go. His hands, despite the gloves, were warm on your back, and his soft chuckle warming you from nose to toes as he secured his grip on you.

“I got you,” he spoke, “I won’t let you go, I promise.”

Those words don’t exactly ease you, but there’s a comfort to the genuinity to his words. You nod nonetheless, your face buried deep into his neck. The cold wind continues to whip around you, the only thing sounding in your ears is the cruel whipping wind and quiet city below.

“I’m landing now,” he informed you, body shifting in the wind, and reflexively, you clung even tighter to him, expecting the similar stomach dropping motion of a roller coaster going straight down. “You’re – ack – c-choking me!”

The knowledge of that, hearing the strain and entirely unhidden sound of him choking against the current chokehold you had on him, you released him entirely with a shriek of your own. Was it a smart move? No, definitely not because you were how many hundreds – if not thousands – of feet in the air with a quirk that could not, and would not save you.

“It’s okay! I’m fine!” he quickly said, his arms shifting around your waist as you felt your body weight drop just the smallest bit. To which your focus landed to the concrete floor so far down, and you began screaming again. He panicked just a bit too. “Y-You’re okay too! We’re landing! We’re landing!”

Soon, but not soon enough, the concrete floor came underneath your feet, and you practically felt your knees buckle underneath you. The train station behind you was practically invisible, and you felt the floor come in contact with your knees, and you collapsed onto your hands and knees. You could feel the tears streaming down your face as you wheezed and panted, unable to move from your position. 

“Hey, look, we made it!” he laughed gently, probably being said in hopes that you would feel better. (It did make you feel slightly better, his laugh was light and pretty to listen to.) You could feel him approaching you, iron covered red shoes appearing before your vision. Looking up, you saw that the young hero was crouching, his face holding a wobbly smile that was earnest, worried, and full of unspoken hope. “I do need to get back, but before I do, are you good enough to be left alone?”

You blinked your soaked eyelashes at him, still largely unable to say anything at the cute hero in front of you who had a few scratches on his cheek, right below his freckles.

“Y-Yeah, um,” you say, your tongue cotten and lead in your dry mouth. “I-I’ll be fine, I think.”

The green eyed hero nods, offering you a hand and assisting you to your trembling legs, “That’s good to hear!” he chirped, his wobbly smile becoming a grand, bright grin. “You were really brave! I was impressed!”

Now, you were an idiot at times, but even you could spot a stupid lie. Still, hearing it said with such honesty, as if this hero who was no taller than five foot eight truly believed it, made something bubble in your chest, and soon you found yourself laughing.

“No need to lie to me, h-hero,” you manage to speak between stammering breaths, “thank you for saving me, though. I appreciate it.”

You grin crookedly at him, and to your utter delight, he reciprocates it.

“It’s the least I can do. I’d offer to take you home but… I’m not quite finished yet,” he says, and you can only nod, the conversation obviously reaching its last strides. You watch as he floats up, his eyes looking at you, but somehow focused how many miles away from where he had brought you from. “Stay safe?”

“I’ll try my best,” you agree to his question, hands clasping before your lap. “Finish the job quick, hero?”

He grins, “I’ll try my best.”

You feel a breathless sort of laugh escape you as you watch him beginning to shoot back up, but a sort of horror shoots through you as you rush forward, running right after him, hands cupping around your mouth as you scream:

“What’s your name?!”

The blur of green in the air freezes, and you stop running as you see green eyes and freckles focusing back onto you.

“Deku! My hero name is Deku!”

You stop at the curb of the street, eyes focused on the sky as the green eyed hero named Deku grins one last time before shooting off at a speed probably much faster than when he held onto you. The wind blows around you, and you can only feel the heat sitting on your cheeks and the way you’re smiling as you stare after his figure that's long, long gone.

“Deku...” you whisper to yourself, ignorant to the world of commuters beginning to appear at the station. “Thank you.”

And thus came the very apparent and obvious day in which you fell head over heels for Pro Hero Deku.

Now some people called you a stupid fangirl, obsessive stalker, and sometimes, yeah, you were obsessive and weird about your slight infatuation with a stranger. It was strange, you knew that! But you also knew that you had practically no chances of ever being able to woe the man behind the image of Deku because Midoriya Izuku practically existed as Deku 24/7.

After you graduated from high school, you were put into the same agency that was currently holding Deku. Without tooting your own rom-com obsessed horn too much, you fully expected to walk in and be handed Deku’s file as his PR manager and be able to thank him for not only saving you all that time ago, but also eventually sweep him off his feet. 

But your reputation preceded you well, probably too well, because the first day you entered the office and was handed your list of three clients to work with, neither one was for Deku. Being a PR manager for heroes was hard, a job that practically held no set hours because, unlike your typical celebrities, heroes had no type of privacy or protection. They were constantly under the spotlight, being viewed by adoring fans and scornful critics. Your job served as the first line of defense for heroes against the public, and there were some heroes that were quite hilariously easy to work for because they were genuinely good.

The older PR managers typically held the quieter, easy tempered, or less combat heavy heroes. These heroes typically never had a bad thing said about them, their job was a glorified PA job but even less because there was no expected demands from the heroes they had to take in. Unless, of course, a hero wanted to do some sort of public event they hadn’t considered. 

But there were the louder, quick to temper, or the heavy combat heroes that while made you an insane amount of money, also brought you a near 120 hour work week because there was so much to do, so much to consider, so much to keep your eyes on. There was the constant slander, the people who hated the louder, quick to temper heroes because they didn’t like their attitude, completely disregarding that they had been unsafe and a liability the entire time the hero was dealing with them. The talk shows that took months to convince to allow for an interview because they heard false rumors, and so you have to practically wrestle a boa constrictor to get a measly five minute interview done. And then the combat-heavy heroes… no one would ever shut up about building damages and how this hero broke his nose while he was stealing a store! 

Not to mention having to have every single piece of social media on your phone, set to notify you whenever your clients names were brought up so that you could look at it. You’ve seen more than enough lewd drawings of your clients to last you a lifetime, enough fanfiction, and fan edits that left you with blazing cheeks and the need to never look at your client ever again. But mostly you checked each and every update because you were their first and only line of legal defense on these sorts of things.

You’ve taken down leaked nudes, fake news, and qualmed rumors and speculations.

It was hard.

So when you were shown to your desk on your first day and three files were handed to you, you were shocked to see the hero names you would be working with.

Dynamight

Phantom Thief

Shouto

Somehow, without having yet to speak with a single one of your now current clients, you knew that you were going to have your work cut out for you.

“Good luck newbie!” the woman who gave you the initial tour chirped, clapping you on the back. “You got this!”

Good lord.

Without much to do other than reading through the three’s files, you realized that you already knew a bunch about two of three of your clients. DynaMight and Shouto were two heroes that you knew teamed up with and hung out with Deku a lot, both on-field and off-field if any of the out of costume pictures said anything. Because of their connection with Deku, you had at one point learned a bit about them.

You knew that Shouto was a crowd favorite. He was tall and sweet and a complete airhead at the best moments despite him being smart. Controversy still surrounded his character, despite all the good he did, because of the past history that was brought out about his father Endeavor and his brother Dabi. The country couldn’t figure out where they stood in terms of that reveal. Endeavor did a lot before the reveal, and continued to rise up to everything in his path despite the skeletons in his closet being thrown out for the world to see. They neither forgave him, nor hated him, they only watched and waited. Then Dabi, of course, was seen as a could-have-been version of Shouto, and many tried to ask if he was really a hero and not actually siding with the League. After all, why on Earth would he be defensive of his father too?

The public had an unmoving image of Shouto based on anything but who he was as an individual, and you decided immediately that it would be your job to fix that. He was also, after all, a dear friend of Deku, so you’d do anything.

Phantom Thief was your easiest of the three clients. A relatively well mannered man who was kind and a bit weird in a fun way. He had a great sense of self and was a reliable person on the field. He made a great hero, but you could see the way his spirit blazed with an unspoken rivalry between him and the other two of your clients. Well, it seemed like he was the best until his former self appointed rivals came into the picture, but that was hardly ever, and according to Shouto, he was way worse back in their first year. 

The greatest scandal he’s had so far in your three years of working at their agency was the one time he was lied to about a quirk and accidentally copied a woman's quirk that gave her the ability to change her cup size. Safe to say that Phantom Thief accidentally broke a few buttons on his shirt and was unable to stop civilians from snapping pictures. 

But of course, the one that had you practically crying yourself to sleep nightly for more than one reason was Dynamight.

You’d known about him the moment you looked up Deku on your phone.

They were practically a hero duo in everything but name. They were always seen doing the same things together, whether that be on patrol together or maybe getting dinner, most of their top recorded fights were done with each other by their sides. You had also learned that they were childhood friends, and you practically vibrated at the thought that even though Deku was not your client, the chances of meeting him were still astronomically high.

There was no way you wouldn’t not meet Deku!

But you were wrong, so very, very wrong.

Turns out the hero duo in everything but name meant that Dynamight refused to let Deku be anywhere near him in the agency – the very small amount of time they spent in here. The few times they were in the same room, Dynamight absolutely refused to be interrupted because that was their paperwork hour. You had only ever been blessed with seeing green curls turning the corner as Dynamight gripped your forearm, refusing to let you follow.

“Like hell I’ll let you distract the shitnerd,” he stated simply, his red eyes narrowed as he stared down his nose at you. You opened your mouth, ready to defend your not so innocent intentions. “I’m not stupid, so don’t pretend like you won’t try anything.”

Your jaw snapped shut.

Safe to say that you couldn’t do anything about Deku so long as Dynamight was around.

But Dynamight as a client was exhausting to put it kindly.

There were so many opinions and thoughts and issues and praises coming from everywhere. Hell, even the fucking Americans and westerners had caught wind of the Wonder Duo at one point and while you were well knowledgable on their opinions on Deku, the ones on Dynamight were the ones that you had to focus on now.

People still called him a villain, so many unhappy with the fact that he still screamed and cursed and threatened. There were many conspiracy theories that he was working with the long dead League of Villains. They turned their nose up at the fact that he was childhood friends with Deku, claiming that no way an asshole like him could have ever been friends with him. And of course the bullying revelation that had come out shortly after your debut. 

That had been a trip, one that had you even shocked as Dynamight approached the table in front of the media, his body calm and composed. You had watched as he simply said he owed nothing to the media, that he had already done all that he could to deserve his atonement and deserve Deku’s forgiveness. He had spoken clearly, concisely that it wasn’t any of their damn business as to what he did, and if he apologized to them, the unaffected, the ones that had nothing to do with his early years of bullying Deku, of his previous weakness and insecurity, it would be a waste of his breath. 

It isn’t to them he should ever be apologizing to anyways.

You had watched as he stood up, face calm, and hands shoved into his pockets as he stood and walked away despite the screaming reporters. You had wanted to stay longer, have your own hand in damage control, but a swoop of green came in and Deku was at the microphone eyebrows furrowed as he pointed a finger at them all and said that his past with Kacchan was between him and Kacchan only, and his decision to forgive Kacchan were his and only his.

You didn’t hear the rest, didn’t even get the option to hear the way the hero you loved defended the hero you worked for – his childhood friend.

No.

Dynamight had grabbed your elbow and dragged you out of the room with him, the metal doors clanging closed the moment fierce green eyes met yours.

You watched in the company car as Dynamight looked outside the window, one elbow on the doorframe holding his chin; his gaze focused sharply on nothing but the passing sidewalk. Had it not been for the way the hand on top of his lap trembled, you would have thought he was perfectly okay.

Neither one of you talked about that again.

But just because you didn’t talk about it again, didn’t mean the world was the same. People claimed he brainwashed Deku, others demanded that Deku beat the shit out of Dynamight. You knew that Dynamight would want nothing to do with this, but you would stay in the office (an almost useless, empty office as most PR managers did their business at home) for hours long after you were supposed to be gone, practically arguing with someone who only existed behind a screen and didn’t even care that much – but you couldn’t stop.

Seeing Dynamight’s shaking hand had really done a number on you.

“The hell are you still doing here, eyelashes,” Dynamite asked from the dark entrance of the floor. “Go home already, don’t waste your time.”

You had startled at the initial intrusion, but you immediately relaxed seeing the smudged paint around red eyes and blond hair. You barely kept your gaze on him before turning back to your computer and continuing your argument.

“I’m not wasting my time, I’m doing my job,” you remark, eyes squinting at your keyboard because your vision is definitely blurry. “I’ll be heading out soon anyways.”

“God you’re fucking annoying and stubborn!” Dynamight barked, the heel of his hand slamming into his forehead. “This is exactly why I won’t introduce you to the fucking nerd!” 

“What?!” you shriek, suddenly looking at your client as if he had personally attacked you – and in a way he did. “What do you mean you won’t introduce me to Deku because of that?! I’ve already met Red Riot, Chargebolt, Cellophane, and Pinky through you!”

“Yeah, because they’re not stubborn idiots too!” Dynamight accuses, jamming a gloved finger at you as he begins stomping your way. You startle, your chair shooting backward as the explosion hero makes his way towards you at alarming speed.

“What are you—?!” you shriek, hands flailing about as he grabs you by the collar of your distressed shirt.

Dynamight lifts you up to your feet as if you were a sack of flour and you grasp onto his forearm.

“I might tell you that you’re the most annoying and stubborn bitch in the world, but you’re not worse than fucking Deku,” Dynamight sneers, his red eyes narrowed and stern. “I’m not going to let you meet him until you learn how to give or you’ll hurt him, and I’m not going to be part of any reason as to why he gets hurt again.”

Your jaw dropped, clearly offended, but you closed it just as fast; the weight of his words made you a bit sad, even for just a bit.

“You’re kinda cute when you care for Deku, you sure I’m his biggest fan?” you tease, grinning at the hero to which he rolls his eyes.

“Shut the hell up and go home already; it’s annoying seeing you fight a losing battle that’s none of your damn business,” Dynamight simply said, putting you back onto your feet and blocking out your desk. 

“I’ll go home on the condition that for my birthday you at least consider introducing us!” you say, unwilling to move from your spot. “I’ve been working for you for three years! You’ve kept me away for three years!”

Dynamight’s stare didn’t even shift the slightest millimeter, his red eyes unamused as you groaned in grief and annoyance.

“I’m stubborn? Have you met yourself?!” you grumble snatching your jacket and purse from the hook on your cubicle and shoving them on. “My names God of Explosion Murder: Dynamight and I am Stubborn™ but will never admit it.”

You continued mocking your long time client and most definitely friend if you dared to say so, and dragged the heel of your foot all the way to the elevator to which you were joined by Dynamight. The trip down the elevator is silent, and you keep your gaze locked on the closed doors, unwilling to even look at the hero next to you.

Soon enough, the elevator reached the ground floor, and you got ready to walk out.

“I’ll consider it,” Dynamight said as the elevator doors opened. “Also, fucking stop calling me Dynamight, Bakugou’s fine.”

He walked off the elevator with his hands shoved into the pockets of his pants.

“Thank you, Bakugou!” you shriek, your lungs failing you at the thought of finally being introduced to Deku! You hadn’t moved from your spot from the elevator, your chest hammering with the thought of getting to meet Deku.

“Don’t get your hopes up, you’re still irritatingly stubborn,” Bakugou merely calls over his shoulder before lifting his hand in a halfhearted wave before stepping out of the glass door.

That brought you back to reality just a bit and you scowled, knowing you would have to go beyond and above to prove that. 

But you see, there were many reasons to cry about having Bakugou as your client. Besides the stinkhole of his previous bullying, people just were not understanding his typically prickly exterior. You had to go head to head with reputation tarnished, had to slap fangirls away who demanded that Bakugou degrade them where they stood. It was hard to not be stubborn as not only his PR manager but his friend, and in less than a month, still plenty of time before your birthday, you had already grown irritated of the meeting-Deku-card he waved over your head.

“Mei, if I have to go any longer than this, I will die and hope I am reborn as Deku’s new guardian angel,” you pouted, chin pressed against a cold metal tabletop. Your hands being used as glove models for one of your best friends Hatsume Mei. “It’s first of all impossible getting anywhere near him with his guard dog Bakugou literally stopping me whenever I’m within a ten foot radius! And then I’m not even sure what will happen when we do meet again! Would I even be able to talk to him?!”

“Why wouldn’t you? You talk to all my babies with me! There’s practically nothing you can’t do,” Mei laughs, smacking you against your back before returning her intense gaze back to the gloves. “Deku’s uh… I actually can’t remember him but I’m sure he’s a great conversationalist! I think he helped me with the Sports Festival my first year.”

 “That was Iida,” you laugh, wiggling your fingers as Mei demanded. “You’re so bad with names and faces, I’m impressed you know mine.”

“You saved my baby, of course I remember you,” Mei turned her grin towards you, “but come on, why can’t you get with him besides this Bakugou guy?”

“Well, he’s just like Bakugou! He’s practically married to his job! Their schedules basically match together perfectly! There’s literally only three hours a day while they’re on the job that they’re not together! And that’s when they patrol their own parts of town because there’s hardly any activity they don’t need to be attached by the neck.” You explain and rant, your cheeks puffing as you stand up and allow Mei to run further tests on the glove. 

“Sounds like you gotta become a villain to woo this hero guy, huh,” Mei spoke, eyes focused on the glove as you pointed a finger at the far wall and watched as a beam exploded from the fingertip and pierced through the steel wall like butter. “Too bad you’re a goody two-shoes or else I could make you some serious villain gear and make you a fearsome villain to then prove that Hatusme Mei’s babies and creations are untouchable and the best in the world! Muah-ha-ha-ha!”

You know her words are more joking than serious, but that doesn’t stop your eyes from widening. Your body shifts over to where she was standing and you screech pointing at her and just narrowly missing setting off the laser again. 

“THAT'S IT!”

“What’s it?” she asked, completely confused.

“You have to make me a villain!” you exclaim, rushing over to Mei, who is eagerly waiting for her babies returnal especially since it ran perfectly. “You have to make me near-invisible gear that can keep me going toe to toe with Deku until I can seduce him!”

“You want to turn evil?” Mei questions, finger pressing quizzically to her chin. “That doesn’t seem right.”

“I am definitely not villainous to pull that off, but like I pretend to be a villain so that he talks to me and we can like get to know each other!” you exclaim, you’re unable to keep from hopping up and down on your feet, your grin unfathomably bright. “It's practically a romcom in the making!”

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea,” Mei laughs, altering the band of fabric around your waist. “You do know heroes and villains hardly speak? It’s more like… ‘I’m more powerful,’ ‘No me!,’ ‘No, ME!’”

“Um, I’m pretty sure that’s not true, but whatever! I’ll figure out a way!” you continue on unaffected because this plan was genius! Especially if you had Mei in your corner?! Her recent development of not using such… steampunk designs made her creations elusive and dangerous to own. Hence why she was an extremely sought out manufacturer, by villains and heroes alike. “And if I can go toe to toe with Deku of all people, you’ll know that you and your babies are the undeniable best!”

“Hm, that is promising,” Mei agrees with a nod as she forces you around. “Is this Deku guy all that good?”

“He’s the one you made the iron soles for!” you chirp and watch as the recognition and challenge spark immediately in Mei’s yellow eyes.

“Oh,” Mei chuckles, turning away from you and looking at her pile of made babies. “This would be good.”

“So we have an agreement?” you grin excitedly. 

“Give me a month, and we’ll have your debut!”

Fuck Bakugou for thinking you weren’t good enough!

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You hadn’t expected the initial phases of villainy to be quite as hard as it was, if you were being honest. The late nights at Mei’s personal lab made sure to keep your plans a solid secret, but you had to prepare for the wild range of what Deku’s quirk entailed.

There was smoke, something you were already used to working in because of Bakugou and his quirk. You’ve navigated quite a bit in his smog, and as long as you knew where you were, you would be fine. 

There was also that danger sense, which allowed him to know when things were coming – something that shouldn’t be too big an issue considering you weren’t actually attempting to extract danger onto him. 

Blackwhip was a big issue. How far or how much could you do if he even grabbed a hold of you. With sleuthing and the help of Mei having files on everyone's quirks, you were able to find information that blackwhip was a creation made of energy. Meaning that Mei was now making some type of destructing material to lessen the energy of the quirk, allowing for you to escape should he attempt to capture you this way.

Float was stopped by having most of your fights occur within a confined area, which was needed for you anyways! You didn’t need to be caught by anyone else but him! You didn’t actually need to land in jail – you would prefer to not be handled by anyone but Deku, actually.

Then of course the stupid superstrength and superspeed, both of which you knew you could handle with your quirk. You’ve been head to head with people with quirks similar to that before, and you knew your quirk was tricky enough that you’d manage to slip right past his fingers just fine. After all, you knew full and well that the Deku who took down S class villains was worlds quicker than F class villains – aka you.

You would be fine.

But today was day one, first of how many days it would take to get Pro Hero Deku, aka Midoriya Izuku to fall in love with you. 

You were dressed in a black and purple bodysuit that was definitely not inspired by Shego from Kim Possible’s costume. Your hair was dyed purple by a special spray Mei created that would be washed out by the end of the day, but wouldn’t ever give away that it was fake. You wore a mask over your eyes, and grinned seeing that you couldn’t see a fleck of color on your irises. 

Perfect.

And with far too much confidence, nauseating excitement, and unjustified attitude, you marched down towards your first spot, ready and adopting the identity of who you were about to become.

Mirage.

It was time to act. Deku and Dynamight were on different patrol routes right now, and you sent your threat, readying for the moment for the man in green to come in with the desire to stop you. With the very real threat of stealing every puppy within the tristate area being broadcasted within the area unless and hero bests you, you waited for your savior to come and stop you.

“I am here to stop your villainous acts, you villain!” a voice shattered the silence just as it shattered your heart. You looked over your shoulder to see some hero you couldn’t name standing at the other stairwell entrance with his fists clenched and ready to fight. 

You groaned, shoulders crumbling with your well hidden disappointment.

“I wasn’t looking for you!” you exclaimed, pointing an accusatory finger at the flabbergasted hero who was just trying to figure out what was happening. “Where’s Deku?!”

“He’s – he’s not here yet,” he stammers, eyes wide. “It’s not his day anymore to patrol this area?”

“Aw fuck!” you complain, pouting at the realization that you had messed up. “Okay, I’ll be back later, please don’t come back. Bye!”

With a small wave, you easily stepped through the door to the stairwell next to you and left, your threat empty and the hero victorious despite not actually stopping you. And unfortunately, although you had wished and prayed even, this was not the last time a screw up like this would happen.

At the threat of destroying all the cats in the area, you had another hero show up, not Deku, and you groaned and left before they could even finish their call of stopping you.

You then threatened to poison the watering system, to which you found out that Deku was held up at another major villain threat in a different city. You groaned and stomped off after that. 

Then there was the time you swore you would increase the overall temperature of the city per one degree celsius should your demands not be made. Shouto answered that one and you immediately walked away the moment you saw the familiar head of red and white coming your way.

Time and time again you kept being caught by heroes you could not care about, being confronted by no names and nobodies. It was tiring, and Mei was beginning to sigh just the smallest bit whenever you showed up to try yet again.

But you weren’t a quitter!

You would win!

This was your last attempt at getting Deku to notice you.

After threatening to wrap all the citizens in the area with a giant froot by the foot, you were almost sad to say that the heroes ignored your cry for chaos and no one had come to check on you.

You sat outside the building you used as your trap for Deku, pouting into a hot dog that the neighborhood's grandma gave you because you looked like you needed something to eat. It’s a good thing you weren’t actually a villain or else they’d be fucked, you bitterly thought as you took another bite of your food. 

It had been a month of empty, no Deku appearances, and you were going to bite the bullet and pretend to be not stubborn just so stupid Bakugou of all people could introduce you.

You kicked your feet as you sat on the staircase, humming as you watched the empty streets bend with the wind. It was quiet, beautiful, peaceful.

“YOU!” a voice shrieked to your left, and you watched a pudgy, red nosed man racing over towards you, a flash drive clenched in his hands. “TAKE THIS! RUN! DON’T LET THE HEROES TAKE IT!”

You gawked at him, feeling the small plastic device being shoved into your hands as the man collapsed at your feet. You squeaked when you heard a voice yelling stop and you bounced to your feet, turned into the building and raced in.

Your breathing was erratic, heart in your throat as you raced up the stairwell, unable to begin to imagine what the hell the information on the flash drive held. You were practically hyperventilating as you reached the floor you had come to know extremely well, and you stood near the window with shaky hands and legs.

What did you take?!

“I’m going to need that back, I’m afraid,” a low smooth voice said from behind you, and you froze immediately. Old anxiety overcome by a new anxiety, one that made your stomach flip and blood burn. 

Turning around, you felt awestruck to see the one man you’ve been waiting for… for fucking years now, really, to appear before you, finally be there. In the flesh, completely, entirely. Your jaw dropped, your gaze looking down from your clenched hand that held the USB to the way that Deku looked at you with warm eyes that were underlined with steel that made you want to drop to your knees, confess everything, and beg to be his. God, he was so fucking tall. He had only been about five foot eight the last time you had actually talked, and now he was at least a foot taller. His teenager haircut was long gone, now replaced with his curls trimmed at the nape of his neck before filling out on top – not quite an undercut. He had more freckles now, surely. His skin just a bit tanner, a scar trailing from his cheek to his jaw. You knew there were more scars, just as you knew that there were dimples when he smiled.

You wanted to have him between your legs while you begged for mercy, holy shit.

Tucking the USB into your pocket, you tilted your head as you will yourself to relax.

“I went through all the trouble of getting it... I think if I’m going to hand it over quickly, I deserve to know what’s on it, no?” you tease, your confidence coming out of nowhere while a smile spreads ever so largely over your features. Deku’s eyes widened just a bit, shock overcoming his green eyes.

“I’m sorry, but that’s confidential,” Deku stresses, taking a step forward toward you. You click your tongue, taking a step backward while grinning.

“I don’t think that’s what I asked for,” you giggle as you watch Deku’s face go through an array of emotions before settling onto one – curiosity.

“What do you want?” he asked, apparently entirely ready to discuss any and all terms and conditions with you.

“Honestly?” you reply, tapping a gloved finger to your chin as you ‘think.’ Deku, however, nods. His stance relaxing, becoming one of preparedness but not the takedown he had previously entered with.

“A date with you.”

You watch as Deku’s eyes slam wide open, his jaw dropping immediately and he stammered. Oh, how your heart soared and how you felt giddy and wonderful as he seemed to slip and slide on his own tongue!

“A-A date?!” he ends up almost shrieking, his head shaking left and right. “T-That’s a total lie! You can’t possibly – well, no! Please tell me the truth!”

But you were giddy, practically drunk off the fact that you were making the most powerful hero in the world blush like a little schoolboy. You suddenly were on the offensive, stepping towards your hero who was much larger than you with power and drive behind each step. And it must have been the way you stared him down, the way you walked towards him at blank range with such brimming confidence that Deku takes a step back. But it’s something that makes you want to laugh as the heel of his foot gets caught on a raised tile, and you watch the mountain of a man tumble to the floor.

You’re on top of him immediately, hands pressed to his shoulders, knee settling near his crotch with most of your weight so he got the idea to not do anything funny. The USB sits between your fingers, and you lean over his flushed face that looks up at you with wide eyes.

“Actually, I changed my mind, I know what I want,” you say instead, nose ghosting over his. “Everytime I decide to do something… naughty… I want you to be the hero on the case to stop me. You and just you.”

You lean in closer, so close that you could see the specks of gold in his green, green eyes.

Deku hasn’t spoken, and you’re pretty sure his chest isn’t moving as you press your breasts against his.

“Understood, De-ku?”

Your teeth tug at his bottom lip and let go as he nods.

“Good, good,” you grin, sitting up on his chest and taking the USB in your fingers and slipping it into his utility belt. “Take good care of that for me, I’ll see you next time, hero…”

You had only managed to flash a quick wave before disappearing through your usual door, hoping and praying to god that whatever the hell possessed you would continue until you reached Mei’s. It wouldn’t hit you until much, much later than you had stunned Pro Hero Deku speechless within the first meeting.

Hell, you thought giddily as you answered Bakugou’s call about how he probably just got into a bit of a messy situation, maybe you do have the potential to woo him like this. 

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Thus truly began your descent as the villain Mirage.

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It was quickly accepted and discovered that the moment you stepped into that costume and colored hair that you were the prey for Deku and Deku only. Most of your interactions with Deku occurred within buildings, and you used Mei’s gear to gain the final laugh each and every time to allow for you to escape. There were times, however, where you could be seen racing through the sky. Jumping from rooftop to rooftop as Deku followed after you, leaping, tumbling, and even catching you at times. 

You flirted with him heavily, allowing yourself to be caught so that you could bat your pretty lashes and press your chest against his. It didn’t matter how professional he was, how good at his job he was, Deku was a pervert – so obviously a pervert it made slipping away almost too easy.

But because you had the world-renowned, world known Pro Hero Deku as the only hero on your case, soon the small block who had to play victims to your horrendous crimes became only a small percentage of people who were watching your crimes. These near daily crimes (or inconveniences/botherings as the people on the internet say to defend you and your actions) are becoming both a worldwide sensation, and so, it took nothing for you to continue having Deku at your feet and the world chipped in. So you agreed to do interviews, forcing uneager reporters to do segments on you so that the hype behind you and Deku’s relationship grew.

You didn’t want him to leave you, not until you got what you wanted, and unless you were an idiot, you were nearly positive you were almost there.

Why would you say that?

Well, a few reasons.

The first came about a week after you had first met Deku again.

You had joyously gathered the means to create a machine to shave down an eighth of an inch of everyone's shoes in the entire country of Japan without their knowledge. You had ever so evilly explained that the point of this was to ensure that for a full day, everyone would feel off and unbalanced but would not know why.

You had said this, grinning widely as you turned around to see Deku standing there attempting to fight off a very amused smile. 

“I don’t think that would be all too evil, Mirage,” he called out to you, arms folding across his chest as he watched you set up the machine to do exactly what you said you would do.

“Mm, that’s what you say now, but just wait until you’re one of the losers stumbling around,” you say back, grinning as you turn around for just a second, wagging the knife at Deku from the distance. 

“Well, regardless, you know I can’t let you do that,” Deku laughs just slightly, and you grin, standing up.

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yes, so I’m going to have to ask you to stop right there.”

You giggle.

“Make me.”

You’re not sure what happens, but there’s dodging and weaving, spinning and sliding. You’re practically wheezing from how hard you’re laughing as Deku can not manage to land a finger on you with the help of Mei’s items and your quirk. It all comes to an end when instead of dodging, you throw yourself right at him, and Deku has not anticipated that. 

His eyes are wide open and you fiercely grin as he falls back onto the floor, unbalanced and only slightly frantic. You have the knife pointed at his neck, the dull blade sitting gently on his skin.

“So, Deku,” you taunt teasingly, your teeth burying into your bottom lip for just a moment at the sight of the dark flash in his green, beautiful eyes. “Tell me one thing, or I’ll continue on with my vile plans.”

“O-Okay?”

“Are you single?”

The second attempt came a few many weeks later. 

You had gathered about 75 tons of glitter bombs and were in the current process of making them one. You had plans of setting it off over Tokyo so that for practically the rest of eternity, the entire city would have glitter everywhere. The only thing is that you did have to glue the glitter bombs together because, well, no one made super giant ones.

“This is so annoying, there’s glitter everywhere, and I’m only ten glitter bombs in!” you complain to the ‘empty’ room but knowing full and well that Deku had appeared through the broken window at least five minutes ago.

“If it’s annoying to you, then shouldn’t you stop?” Deku replied and you grinned. 

He really couldn’t stay quiet, huh?

“Well, if it’s annoying to me, then that means every one of my victims will also find it annoying. Win-win situation.” you say, turning around towards him and winking. Facing back towards the glitter bombs you scowl, “stupid fucking glue gets everywhere, too!”

“Regardless, you know I can’t let you do that,” Deku said as leveled as he could although you swore you heard a laugh in his voice.

“Just try and stop me,” you reply back stone cold.

You stand up and watch as Deku stands up from the windowsill and sighs just a bit too heavily.

“Guess I have to,” he says and shoots out before you’re well prepared.

Typically, and probably in any other situation, this would have been the end. Pro Hero Deku had come at you with the speed and power as he took out any other Class F criminals, but unfortunately for him, and definitely fortunately for you that glue was EVERYWHERE.

Deku’s hand was stuck onto your arm, and your chest was glued to his stomach, and you swear you never quite got the strawberry Deku references until right now.

The perverted hero burned scarlet, his face practically simmering with heat as your body became undeniably stuck to his. You had to fight off the vindictive smirk, the practically snarling grin as you could feel something hot and heavy twitch at your hip.

“Fuck,” Deku wheezed.

“Fuck, yeah,” you grinned.

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“WHAT?!”

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Deku could not look you in the eyes for about 10 more interactions following that, but you counted that as a win. But undoubtedly, your starred and favorite memory of it all was something that occurred just last week of the current present events.

You had stood on top of a building, threatening the entire government of stealing (i.e., cutting off) the aglet of their shoes and sweaters and then removing all the laces so that it would result in their wasted time and entire humiliation!

“I don’t think most people even know what aglets are, to be honest,” Deku said from behind you. You turned around to see that he was standing there with an unsuppressed grin. “It’s not a good enough threat.”

You go unfazed by his judgement, choosing to instead bat your eyelashes and push your hair behind your ear.

“Not a good enough threat, and yet, you’re still here?” you tease, enjoying the way pink flushes to his cheeks.

“Where else would I be?” he says, and you have to ignore the way your stomach fills with butterflies. 

“You’re not cute when you flirt back,” you deadpan, biting your tongue harshly when he says ‘hey!’ “Enough chit chat, let me kick your ass now and then do what I need to do.”

Unlike probably what is 95% of the time, you made the first move today. 

You were on the offensive, jabbing and weaving, sweeping and punching. Deku’s green eyes were nearly black as he watched you, analyzing and taking in your movements, countering them all without so much of an issue.

“I still don’t get your quirk,” Deku grunted as his hand swiped at the empty air. “Why won’t you tell me?”

“So then you can turn me in to the government who are still salty about their aglets? I don’t think so!” you say with a laugh, rolling out of the way as Deku lunges forward. “Try again, baby, I have full faith that you’ll get it.”

Deku puffed out a chuckle and lunged again, his huge gloved hand swiping at you, with nearly accuracy despite your quirk being on. But… he wasn’t exactly perfect.

RIIIIIIIIIP!

Cold air hit your breast and your jaw dropped as your very exposed breast appeared before you and Deku. Pro Hero Deku had torn the breast of your costume, the costume that you purposefully did not wear a bra for because you had wanted this exact scenario to play out.

“DEKU!” you screech, pretending to be modest and covering your tit as Deku finally yanked himself out of staring at your breast and whipped around. 

“Oh my god, I am so sorry! I didn’t think that was going to happen! I didn’t even mean to look at your boob! It just sort of all happened too fast and it was very shocking! N-Not that you have an ugly boob or anything because actually I think you have a very great boob! But oh my god, I need to shut up please ignore me!” Deku spoke so fast in a matter of five seconds, and you couldn’t even tell him to come back as he sprinted away.

His ears burned red and you swore even as he was gone, you could still see the red of his ears illuminating the sky.

You laugh.

“What a perv.”

And so, we are back to the beginning.

Back to how you forced a local news channel to read your demands so that you could hopefully take your final bow as Mirage forever.

With the threat of having a machine that would make dogs bark at a frequency for hours on end until humans eardrums broke then bleed. You made your way to your typical building and hummed as you waited. 

The world outside was the same as always.

There were a few people out, a few cars driving through the street, and a few birds chirping here and there.

It was peaceful.

“Don’t you think the new reporter thing was a bit dramatic?” Deku chuckled from behind you.

You were used to him approaching like that, used to him trying to portray being elusive and cool. In your opinion, it just made him dorky.

“No such thing as being dramatic when I’m trying to go head to head with the greatest hero ever,” you respond back effortlessly. You spin on your heel and look back at Deku, who is leaning against a doorframe that he most definitely is slouching on so that the top of his head doesn’t hit the frame. “Hi, Deku.”

“Hi, y/l/n,” he says with a soft smile, one that's slightly victorious, one that makes your stomach knot in a pleasant way.

“Ah, you discovered my secret identity,” you observe, grinning as you begin approaching Deku. “Should I be scared?”

“Probably not, I don’t think I could do anything to you,” Deku sighs, pushing off the door frame and walking towards you too. “You’re pretty amazing, y/l/n.”

“Let’s prove that then,” you grin while zipping forward.

As if the both of you knew that this was the end of the line, the final confrontation, the battle this time was different. It was showy, flirty, full of spins and side steps, playing a game of cat and mouse while dodging and weaving. You laughed as blackwhip dissolved around your costume, and you frowned as he began using more of his power to get from point A to point B much quicker.

You’re not quite sure how it happened, what exactly you did wrong, or maybe Deku just finally figured out the pattern you used for your quirk because suddenly you were being tackled from behind. You shrieked as the two of you went down, his body flushed on top of you, his chest pressing to your shoulders. 

The both of you were heaving, panting, completely out of breath from the five minutes you took playing around. He holds your wrists in one hand, pinned above your head, and the other one is on your waist. You were trapped beneath him, unable to move the absolute unit of a man above you, arms and hips weak to his weight. You shoved your hips up, attempting to shift some of his weight off you, but you froze as he choked on a breath by your ear.

Your ass was pressed against something hard, thick, and hot.

Oh.

Ohhh fuck.

It was happening.

Holy fucking shit.

Your breathing hitches as you thrusted your ass up again, confirming you were grinding on what was definitely Deku’s hardening cock. And once again, Deku makes the prettiest, most embarrassed gravelly grunt at the back of his throat and you feel like every strand of resistance and strength snaps.

The hand on your waist pulls you even closer against his crotch, and there's lips pressing against your neck, and you absolutely lose it. 

He kisses your neck sloppily, teeth nipping at your exposed flesh, and you grind against him, moaning and thrusting back as your body feels like it's on fire. He wanted you! He wanted you and your plan to woo him worked!

“I’ve wanted this for so long,” you keen breathlessly. “Wanted you so badly, Deku.”

“Fuck,” Deku curses, his hips thrusting back against your clothed ass with power you couldn’t fucking wait to feel. “I wanted you too. Wanted you so badly, but didn’t think – holy shit.”

His hand that pins your wrists lets go of you, and moves to grab your jaw. You nearly fucking melt as his full lips slam against yours, and you moan as his lips move against yours. There’s something indescribable about how he’s kissing you, the want, the need, the months of suppressed tension bursting through every move and curve of his mouth. It doesn’t matter to you that you’re pressed up against the concrete floor, you feel like you’ve been placed into another world, an area where you can never come back.

Your arm reaches behind you and buries into his soft curls, you tug at them as your ass circles against his thrusting hips. His tongue slips into your mouth, and you whine at the hot, wet muscle in your mouth, and it sends your head spinning. You can’t take it anymore, you need him, want him flushed against your front.

“Can I fuck you?” Deku asks swollen lips pulling away from yours, his mouth frantic and trailing kisses up your cheeks and down your jaw. “Please, I wanna fuck you so bad. Wanna fuck you on the floor and against the wall. Can I make you mine?”

You nod your head frantically, unable to come up with the words to say in order to tell him yes.  

Deku laughs breathlessly and flips you over so that it’s your back against the floor now. 

And just like you want him to, Deku comes down to reclaim your mouth. Hot, open mouthed kisses, teeth tugging at your lips and hands grabbing your waist. His hands are huge against you filling up the space between your hip and your waist without an issue. Your legs wrap around his waist, feeling entirely small underneath him, but entirely ready to be fucked by him.

His lips move expertly against yours, teeth nibbling at your lips, mouth then sucking on your tongue. You can’t keep the continuous moans from leaking out, can’t keep yourself from staying quiet as your eyes flutter open and see green eyes so dark they look black, staring down at you with the intensity of a predator. 

You were his prey, and you would present to him at the drop of a hat.

His body is hot, heat rolling off of his hero costume in waves, making you feel like you were near burning against him. And the heat between his thighs sits at the bottom of your ass, thrusting up and grinding against you so that you don’t forget even for a moment that you are making him this way. 

“I always knew you’d have such a pretty moan,” Deku mumbles as his fingers find the zipper to your costume and begin to tug it down. His lips trail down your neck, biting and nipping at the newly exposed flesh. “Knew you’d look so pretty under me, waiting to be fucked into submission.”

The words spark something within you, your eyes fluttering as your hips grind just a tad bit faster and you whine. 

“Aw, is that what you wanted this entire time, y/l/n?” Deku asks, his grin pressed against your collarbone. “Wanted to be stretched out and fucked until you can’t anymore?”

“I want it,” you gasp, your fingers burying deep into his curls. “I want you, I want it, I want your dick in me already!”

“Not into foreplay?” Deku chuckles just a bit, tongue then tracing up your neck. 

“Oh I am,” you snap, fingers finding the zipper of his own costume. “You can find out later how much I’m into it, but right now, I have been wanting you for years, and you will not make me wait any longer!”

Deku only nods frantically, and it's a mess of limbs, sloppy kisses, and clothes as the both of you strip to nothing. 

Deku’s in between your legs, one hand pressed to the back of your knee, the other gripping what you believe is his dick because it makes everything in the world freeze as you see it. It’s huge, so thick that his hand wraps around it in a nice grip, and it long, curling up to his abs, curved and veiny. 

“Holy shit,” you squeak, your cunt already clenching at the thought of taking that in. 

“Are you ready?” Deku asks, the hand on your leg moving away for a moment as he cards his fingers back through his hair. “I don’t have a condom, though.”

“That’s fine, I don't care,” you dismiss his words, eyes too focused on the flush cock in his hand. “I don’t think I’ll live after you kill me with that anyways.”

Deku laughs just a bit, his dimples flashing as he leans in and kisses you deeply. You tremble underneath him, feeling so small pressed up against him, and you mewl when you feel the head of his cock pressing between your folds.

“Put it in,” you gasp, leg lifting and wrapping around his waist, “put it in! I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk, do you understand?!”

Deku nods, and with a sense of frantic need, his hand guides his cock into you.

It feels like you’re splitting in half. The girth of his cock stretching your walls out to the max, and he’s only going in. You scream loudly, both in pain and pleasure because it hurts so good.

“Take it, baby, take me all in,” Deku pants, his hips pushing out small, tiny thrusts to ram his cock further and further into your twitching cunt. “That’s i-it, holy fuck, that’s it! You’re taking me all the way in. F-Fuck… you’re so amazing! So fucking perfect!”

Tears are pouring out of your eyes, and your nails are tearing into his back, you sob slightly overwhelmed with his cock and the absolute pleasure of finally getting what you want and it being so much better than you thought. Your cunt throbs almost violently as Deku’s cock finally hits your cervix and your eyes roll to the back of your head as he thrusts in further, lips attempting to claim yours. 

“Fuck me, Deku,” you beg, hips beginning to slam and fuck up onto his cock. “Please! I need you!”

“Such a desperate little villain though,” Deku sighs, teasingly, giving you one strong thrust for good measure. It goes a long way though, the power behind his thrust and thighs promising you a bruised ass, thighs, and cunt makes your mouth water for more. “I need you to promise to never do anything like that again and be a good little manager for Kacchan.”

“W-Wha–”

“Be good and stop being Mirage, or else you won’t be fucked.”

There was no hesitation.

“Okay.”

And just like that, Deku’s soft smile curves into a knowing, fierce smirk, and you can do nothing as his hands press to the back of your knees and he begins thrusting his hips into you. And it takes you completely out of control. 

It’s a messy, frantic dance, your body holding onto his, your lips pressing against his, desperate and needy for his, and he is basically trying to imprint his body onto yours, the concrete, and the walls. Your bodies are so foreign to each other, and yet, when he fucks into you just a bit hard, just a bit faster, you come undone, back arching and toes curling as you sob his name.

It’s overwhelming to know that he can read you this well and for you to have never fucked him before. It’s empowering to see that he likes every forced and involuntary squeeze and clench of your cunt. He loved when your nails dug into his skin, raking their existence against the plane of broad muscles and scars. 

Deku curses your name as you clench around him, his hands moving to your jaw so that he can lift your face to kiss him just so. He kisses you with a heated passion, a need that strips your entire being bare, and his hips slam so loudly against you, the slicked wetness is squelching and slapping with every grunt and moan.

In and out his cock goes, and you praise him and his cock.

You praise him for making you feel so good, for stretching out your pussy with that fat cock of his. You beg for more, and more, and more. You want every snap of his hips to send new colors to your vision, and every echoing squelch of your meeting, sloppy sexes only adds to the blabbering, unmanaged sentences from your lips. 

“Harder, faster, more!” you beg, practically wailing against his shoulders, needing him more and more. The concrete hurts against your back, but you don’t care. You don’t care if he breaks your back, it’s a fall you’ll take. “Don’t hold back! Don’t you dare hold back!”

“Fuck, you’re crazy,” Deku gasps, his sweaty brow burying into your cheek. “I won’t though, I won't. Be ready, I’m not sure if you can take it.”

Before you can snap back that you can in fact take it, Deku’s weight falls heavier onto you and the angle shifts just slightly, and your words are ripped right out of your throat for a pitched, window shattering screech. Deku fucks into you with a new power, some untapped strength as greenspark falls from his skin as he ruins you for anyone ever again.

Your voice begins to scream out, the feeling of his vicious, thick cock snapping into you, shoving your shoulders further and further into the concrete was sending your head spinning. Your body is convulsing as he fucks you with new vulgar need and strength. But before you could scream your praises, Deku’s fingers shove into your mouth, and his other hand wraps around your neck, silencing your words and noises as he fucks up into you again and again and again.

“So loud, angel,” Deku smirks, fingers stroking and pinching your tongue as saliva pours endlessly from your mouth. His voice isn’t strained however, doesn’t have any indication that he’s out of breath or ready to tap out and that nearly makes you go insane. “I can’t wait to see everything that makes you look like this… you’re so pretty when you’re getting fucked.”

Your head is spinning, the heated tightness in your core clenching and throbbing as his conquesting cock never once stops or lessens. It just grows and grows and grows. His cock twitches in you, and your eyes roll to the back of your head as he lets out a deep moan. 

“Such a good and wet cunt you are,” Deku gasps as you gag against his fingers that press roughly against the back of your tongue. Your vision feels hazy, but you feel like you’re on cloud nine as his hand on your throat opens and closes, demonstrating his power over you. “I’m so glad you went through all this hard work to get me to fuck you.”

You can’t speak, so you nod desperately, you were so happy you did this too. 

Your hips buck up into him with sheer stubborn drive to get him to toss his head back and moan, you wanted to see him unhinged too. Your eyelashes flutter, as his hands remove themselves from your face, and they move to your hips to help you out. But the building tightness and demanding need in your cunt was growing louder, hotter, completely undeniable. Your teeth sinking against his skin as you whimpered loudly, absolutely pathetically as you shifted faster, fucking against him harder.

“I-I’m so close,” you manage to moan out, and a sharp escape of air comes from his nose at that revelation.

Deku nods, his head moving so that his forehead rests against yours as he looks deep into your eyes. “I need you to look at the way your belly bulges while I fuck you before you cum, I want you to watch it bulge as you cum.”

You whimper, the strain in your neck almost insufferable as you peer down at your hastily exposed stomach, and you nearly faint at the pornographic, near-insane image of your stomach bulging with his hammering monster of a cock. And just like that, the tight heat in you snaps without a hitch, and you come tumbling down from the heights of your building orgasm. White heat and light spread through your body, your jaw slacking as you moan loudly, screaming his name as you convulse against him, body entirely limp. Deku, who was barely hanging by a strand, completely loses it when your core clenches like a vice against him. 

Hot, thick ropes of cum spurt from his cock, his heavy, shaking gasps the only thing you can hear as he fucks into you once, twice more for good measure he collapses onto his forearms above you. It’s hot, almost too hot as he lays on top of you, the sticky fluid of his cum radiating against your already blazing walls, and for a bit, there’s silence.

Deku is the first to move afterward, and you whine as he pulls his cock out of your sore, abused pussy. You make a noise of curiosity then fear as Deku spreads your legs even more open and moves so that his head is face to face with your cum filled pussy.

“What are you–?!” you screech as Deku takes a lick out of your dripping cunt.

“Fuck, this does taste good,” Deku smirks as he once again licks your overstimulated pussy and you sob. “Besides, who said we were done?”

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bonus! 

“Everyone, this is my girlfriend y/l/n y/n!” Izuku happily introduced you to his group of friends.

“What the hell?!” Bakugou screamed, thrusting a finger at you and all you did was laugh.

So much for not being stubborn, huh.

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