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The Rescue: BNHA X Fem! Reader-Gentleman crow

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"(Y/n) why don't you adopt one of the pets here? They deserve a good owner and you could use some company! A good pet is just the thing to make sure you're not lonely!"

You stared at her in surprise before considering. After all, what did you really have to lose? Besides, you couldn't deny that the thought was appealing. To come home to an apartment with some life in it, someone waiting just for you. Someone who relied on you and wouldn't leave. Someone who wouldn't judge you.

"Alright! I'll do it! But I'll need some help picking them out... I've never had a pet of my own before."

She grinned and grabbed your hand, holding Izuku with her other one.

"I have just the one for you!!"

You followed her out into the main room, trying to keep the excited woman in your sights amongst the tall shelves. You tried not to cringe as your shoes squeaked against the linoleum, having not dried fully from the snow that had caked them earlier. The snow was still coming down outside, blanketing the world in white.

The contrasting color is what drew you in. His inky black feathers against a backdrop of white were quite dramatic. You tilted your head, mirroring the crow's movement as he watched you right back. You stepped forward, Inko's chosen pet forgotten as you approached the bird in his cage.

"Well hello there, little one."

The crow bobbed his head at you, fluttering over to a perch closer to you.

"Well aren't you a pretty bird." you cooed softly to him, admiring his pretty black feathers.

He took that opportunity to tip his head downward and spread his wings outward in a bow.

Your face lit up in delight at the display, smiling widely.

"Pretty" came the rough voice of the crow.

"Well, what a little charmer! I didn't even know crows could speak!" You curtsied back to the crow, eagerly reciprocating his polite gesture.

"There you are!" Inko smiled as she rounded the corner.

"I was afraid I lost you there." She paused, having seen the animal that had captured your attention.

"I see you've found yourself a friend all on your own." She almost looked hesitant to point out the bird. A strange almost grimace crossed her face. Not that you were paying all that much attention.

You ignored her unease and continued to mimic the bird's movements, making delighted noises every time he copied you.

Atsuhiro himself was pleased with the company, seeing as how the shopkeeper was rightfully wary when around the villains turned animals. Seeing a new face was refreshing. Especially one as lovely as yours.

"Is this little guy available?" you looked back to Inko, your choice already made and visible in the hopefulness of your eyes.

How could she say no when you were already so obviously smitten with the charming animal?

She forced a smile on her face. "Of course! Let me just double-check some paperwork and we'll get that finalized for you. " She nodded to herself before bustling off again, leaving you with Atsuhiro.

Beaming, you pressed your face against the cage.

"You hear that, charmer? You may be coming home with me! I promise I'll take good care of you, pretty bird."

He bobbed up and down happily, before echoing back “home”. While Compress thought he got the better end of the stick when it came to animals to be transformed into, being on the cusp of communication made the few words he did manage all the more frustrating. Occasionally, he could get out a word by himself, but it was much easier to echo back the words and phrases spoken to him. Still, you seemed enchanted with the few words he was able to get out and that was good enough for right now.

You chatted away to him about your apartment and all the fun things you would get for him, waiting impatiently for Inko to return with the paperwork needed.

Compress himself was quite surprised that the green-haired woman would allow you to entertain the thought of taking him with you. He was, after all, a prominent member of the league of villains. Surely knowing what she did, she would never allow him to leave her watchful surveillance. He was beyond shocked when she rounded the corner with supplies and paper to sign.

You took the pen, scanning the document quickly as you twirled the pen between your fingers. You were honestly surprised how quickly you had latched onto the idea of taking Atsuhiro home with you, but you weren’t going to question the happiness bubbling up in your chest at the idea of not being alone again. You were going to be the best companion that bird had ever had.

“And…. Signed! We’re all set!” You triumphantly set the pen down, already eying supplies for your new companion.

Inko chuckled at your enthusiasm, gently taking the papers and tucking them into a folder.

“I’ll get the supplies in order. He’ll have to go in a crate for transportation, so go pick one out.”

Compress watched you hurry over to the other section, eyes tracking your movements as a thrill of hope started to course through him. He was actually going to be able to leave the shop! He could use this opportunity to escape and search for a cure for his current condition. He wondered as to the quirk of this new person, and how her abilities could help or hinder him. He could almost hear shigaraki fuming from his cage at this new escape opportunity. While they could communicate a little, the distance from cages made it difficult to form any plans. Likely at the behest of their jailer. Still, he would make the best of this opportunity to free himself and his comrades. But perhaps a little break from scheming first.

~~~~~o(｀◇´)○~~~~~

Life in your apartment was more pleasant than Atsuhiro expected. He expected life in a cage, plotting his escape. What he got was so much better.

“Good morning, pretty bird. I have a treat for you.”

You hummed happily, offering him some apple you had cut up, gently scratching underneath his chin as he landed on your outstretched finger. The smooth black feathers were soft against your fingertips. His eyelids fluttered in delight at the gentle touch.

"Always so sweet, my dear ," he spoke, gently plucking the fruit from your grip."

"Yes, apples are really sweet. Would you prefer a more tart treat next time?" you questioned, going by the single word that passed the communication barrier.

Atsuhiro shook his head lightly in annoyance. So many moments lost in translation. Still, he was growing fond of you. You tried so hard to understand him even though in your eyes he was merely a black feathered bird brain.

You were so different from the people he was used to surrounding himself with. You were doting and kind. He gave himself leave to bask in the attention for now. He deserved a little bit of relaxation after all the time spent in a stupid pet store with both the heroes and his other league members. These past couple of weeks in your care were quickly becoming some of his fondest memories, not that he'd admit it. The little quirks that would have gotten you killed in the league's clutches simply endeared him to you further. You were kind and polite, treating him with courtesy, even though to your eyes he was an animal. He admired that in you but your softness was a weakness easily exploited. Or would be if he had his human form. For now, he was content to play the part of the silly pet as the cursed quirk kept him locked in this prison of feathers. Surely once he retained human form he would abandon you without a second thought in order to accomplish his goals

Or at least that's what he told himself when he found himself enjoying your attention and affection. The head kisses were certainly not growing on him, right?

~~~~~⋛⋋( ‘◇’)⋌⋚~~~~~

Atsuhiro perked up from his perch at an unfamiliar noise. You were yelling.

In the two months he had been living with you, he never heard your voice raised in anger. Certainly in frustration or pain such as when you had dropped a pan on your foot. But anger was a new emotion he had yet to see from you. Flying to the counter nearby, he watched you pace the length of the living room before whipping around and repeating the trek in the opposite direction, all attention drawn to the phone clasped to your ear.

You flexed the unoccupied hand, fingers gripping onto nothing but wishing to send the nearest object at the other member of the argument.

"Yes, yes, I know! I remember from the last time you called!" You paused, processing the words spit back.

"Are you kidding me?! This again? I'm not coming back! I was miserable. How can you-" You bit your lip, tears of frustration gathering and giving your fury a glassy sheen.

"Look, I'm happy here! Happier than I could ever be back there. I moved for a good reason. A fresh start! I'm doing well for myself. I've got a steady job and a nice apartment. Hell, I even have a pet!"

The voice on the other end gave you pause once more, the voice quiet but clipped, leaving no room for more argument.

The tears gathering suddenly gave way, creating twin trails down your flushed cheeks as the upset bubbled over.

"This conversation is over. I have to go take care of Atsuhiro, have a good night mom." You pressed the end call button before setting the phone on the coffee table with a clatter.

Compress watched as both anger and sadness flitted across your face in equal measure. It wasn't an expression he was used to seeing on you. It was beautiful but heartbreaking. It made his chest ache to see the tears sparkling on your anger flushed cheeks. Taking flight, he landed on the shelf near your shoulder, letting you notice his presence.

"Hey there charmer." You gently offered him your finger to step on and brought him close to you as he obeyed the silent gesture.

"Oh dear one, what are you crying over? Who hurt you?" He pressed his head against your chin, nuzzling against you to provide some comfort.

You gave a watery smile, stroking the downy feathers on his head.

"I'm okay buddy. Just a stupid argument with my mother. I'm alright."

Your voice wavered a little with emotion, but Atsuhiro was helping you to relax. His concern and comfort were like a soothing balm to the upset still stinging your eyes and tightening your throat.

You never questioned his intelligence but you were glad for it now more than ever. He was your shield from misery and made your bad feelings disappear as if by magic. He was all at once a comfort and a friend as well as the most important being in your life. You kissed the top of his head and sat on the couch, holding him close.

"Thank you, charmer. I don't know what I'd do without you."

That night was the catalyst for Atsuhiro. He didn't know it then, but he was going to do everything in his power to never see sorrow or anger on your face again if he could help it. You were his darling and he was determined to make you happy. The care he felt that night as he snuggled against you was foreign but not unpleasant and he would grow to crave it.

~~~~~♩⋛⋋(･◇･｡)⋌⋚~~~~~

Atsuhiro never did get around to searching for ways to escape. He still longed for his human body though. While he enjoyed spending time as your bird, he hated how limited this form was. He wasn't able to speak to you, not properly that is. His rough bird call could only get out a couple of words if he focused. And never the ones he wanted which made communicating with you difficult. But you were patient with him and while you never truly understood him, you listened when he tried to talk. The number of times he tried to tell you he was human was discouraging. No matter how he tried, the words stuck in his throat, and what did escape was unintelligible. He missed his voice. He missed himself. While he was undeniably himself under all the feathers, there was so much he couldn't do now that was tied into his idea of who he was. Stripped of his quirk and his very identity. Still, if he was to spend forever in this body, at least he had you to care for and care for him in return.

At that moment, you were in the kitchen preparing dinner. You had the day off and had spent it watching Disney movies while cleaning and hanging out with him. You hummed softly to your playlist shooting compress a smile as he perched on the edge of the sink.

The song faded out as a love song took its place, gentle piano and trumpet floating through the kitchen as you focused on the ingredients on the counter. Atsuhiro watched as you began to lightly sway to the music, mumbling the lyrics to yourself as you seasoned the food.

Compress found himself entranced as the afternoon glow illuminated you in gold light. You were stunning in a way he had quietly thought about but never admitted to himself. The beautiful chords as the song progressed paired with your sweet voice made him stop and listen. Your voice washed over him with warmth and affection and at that moment, he wanted nothing more than to pull you into human arms and twirl you to the music. He allowed himself to imagine it.

He was human again and he pulled you to him, your eyes on his dark ones. Your hand perfectly fit in his as he twirled you to the music, pulling you against him so your back rested against his chest. He savored your warmth against him before twirling you once more, this time bringing you back to face him with his hand finding its place on your waist as he began to waltz you through the kitchen. You rested your head against his shoulder, humming to the music as he swayed you gently. As the music slowed to the end, he dipped you gracefully, getting lost in your soft loving expression. He memorized the look in your eyes and the soft smile only for him. He bent to close the distance, lips ghosting over yours...

He was pulled out of the daydream by the oven timer going off.

He gave a surprised squawk and nearly fell off his perch.

You giggled, the sound bringing him back to the present.

"You alright there, pretty bird? Get a bit distracted?"

His throat was dry and he ruffled his feathers in annoyance, trying to get his bearings back. He gave an indignant caw and flew out of the room, trying to distance himself from what he was feeling. He couldn't be falling for you, right? That would be impossible. But yet... He yearned to finish what he started in that daydream. He felt his nonexistent fingers tingle, his human form just out of reach but inaccessible. he had fallen for you without even realizing it himself.

~~~~~( ˘◇˘)~~~~~

Atsuhiro was acutely aware of his feelings now. He had to actively hold himself back from bristling when you talked about guys at work or an attractive actor when you watched tv together. It was made worse when you would poke fun at him with that cute smile and tell him he was the only man for you. Oh if only...

He looked up excitedly as he heard the lock click on the front door, fluttering to the entry table to greet you. He dipped into a low bow as you came in, making a chittery purring noise.

You grinned at the display, dipping your head back at him to imitate the bows. Compress always bowed in greeting to you, but this was more of a dance, especially while paired with the rattling call that dropped from his beak. It was a kind of clacking sound that he used when he was very happy. You had looked it up when he did it for the first time because you were concerned about it. Now, you could see that this was a harmless behavior.

"Awwww, are you flirting with me, pretty bird? Look at you all manners and coos."

"Oh my darling, give me a human form but once more and I'll show you flirting."

He shook his feathers so they puffed out. If crows could smirk, that very expression would adorn his face. How he loved teasing you and imagining your reactions if he had been human. Would you have blushed? Perhaps gain that bashful smile that you used when you got to a super romantic part in a book you were reading?

He made a soft chirping noise and hopped up your arm, settling beside your face and nuzzling against your neck.

"Such a hopeless romantic, my pretty girl." He sighed, relaxing into your touch as you began to stroke his head. "One day, one day I will be able to properly sweep you off your feet."

"Okay, okay charmer!" You giggled, petting him happily. "Now how about you settle down, hmm?"

You set him on your shoulder as you began to put away your work gear. Humming to yourself as you bustled around the apartment.

The cozy mood was broken by your cell phone going off. Compress watched with sadness as your happy mood evaporated upon seeing the caller ID.

You gave him an apologetic smile and set him on the living room counter before disappearing into your room to take the call.

He knew that when you emerged, you would be tired and upset from the constant needling from your family. While he wished he could tell them off for you, there was no way for him to help you in this form. All he could do was offer comfort and his presence once you had hung up.

This call pattern repeated for several days before the calls stopped coming. You seemed so much happier and freer than before. While he was pleased that you were doing better, the sudden lack of phone calls seemed odd to him. He kept that unease tucked away so he could enjoy spending time with you free of distractions.

You were happy to be off the hook but your hasty words to get your mother off your back would come back to bite you sooner rather than later.

A couple of weeks later saw you relaxing with Compress, feeding him berries while you watched the latest magic show you had found for him. He seemed especially excited for them, so you were quick to make it a tradition to watch them together. Your phone rang and you gave him a tight smile and disappeared to your bedroom.

Your words were subdued at first before they rose in volume and urgency.

After a moment of silence, the door to your room swept open. Atsuhiro glanced up to see you a whirlwind of anxious energy.

"They're early! How can they be early?" You were muttering, pacing frantically your face awash in frightened and upset expressions. You paced and then looked around the apartment frantically before beginning to fidget and clean, picking things up and setting them back down as you panicked.

"They said they'd be here in a couple of hours! And they could be here any time now... Oh, oh this isn't good."

You slumped onto the couch with a frustrated groan, hands going up to rub at your eyes.

Atsuhiro fluttered over and perched on your shoulder, nuzzling his small head against your chin, trying to comfort you as best he could.

"Now what's bothering you, my darling?" he asked, hoping his intent shone through the one word he was able to get out.

He cawed quietly, gently pressing his beak against your neck so you paid him more attention.

" I messed up,” You said, stroking the feathers on his head with one of your fingers, the soft texture relaxing you slightly. “My parents are coming to town. They said they wanted to meet my boyfriend. They wouldn't leave me alone about coming back home and how stupid it was to be living alone in a different country, so I had made an imaginary boyfriend to shut them up! It was easy to ignore and make up excuses before…” you swallowed nervously and pressed a kiss to the crow’s head.

“Well… they want to meet him. But this time, they flew here to make sure I couldn’t avoid them.”

Compress made a low sympathetic noise, eased from the slight burn of jealousy at your imaginary boyfriend. This was certainly a dilemma you had woven for yourself. From what he'd overheard over the phone calls, your parents were not going to take no for an answer. They didn't approve of your choices but still felt like they could control your life even in another country. And now they were coming to visit and catch you in your lie. This was not going to be pretty. The misery you exuded was almost palpable. He offered what little comfort he could as you cried quietly, uncertain how you were going to fix this.

~~~~~⋋( ◕ ◇ ◕ )⋌~~~~~

It wasn't long before the dreaded guests arrived. You did your best to remain calm and deflect their questions, watching their reactions with thinly veiled distress.

"I wasn't expecting you so soon. If I had known you were coming I would have spruced the place up more and ensured my love would be home. He's at work at the moment."

Your mother furrowed her eyebrows, not impressed with your excuse.

"Oh? And what does he do? You never did tell us much about this mystery man of yours."

You swallowed nervously.

"He's uh, he's a local hero. Not very popular yet so you won't have heard of him." You flashed a bright smile that bordered on painful.

Atsuhiro couldn't bear to watch you flounder, wishing there was something he could do to help. A strange burning sensation traveled through him as his anxiety for you grew. He could tell that the longer this went on the more upset you became. Your lie was unraveling before your eyes and so too was the peace you had made for yourself in your home in Japan.

As much as he longed to comfort you, he could do nothing to help.

"What a quaint little apartment. Did your boyfriend help you get it? You say he's a hero. If he's not well known, how can he afford to take care of you?"

The questions and tension were getting to you. As your mother questioned every little detail you gave her, digging you further into the hole of the lie you told. You barely registered Atsuhiro flying into your bedroom. You were glad at least one of you would be able to escape the interrogation.

Unbeknownst to you, Compress was facing some discomfort of his own.

Atsuhiro felt an almost bubbly feeling envelop him. Liquid light flowed through his veins, tingles spreading all over him. The sensation was just bordering on unbearable before it all stopped. He sucked in a deep breath eyes snapping open to a view much different than the one he had just had.

It was with awe that he realized his human form had been returned to him. Flexing his fingers, he carefully brought them up to his face, feeling the smooth texture of skin instead of feathers. He was human once more. And, judging by the draft that assaulted him, he was also naked. He stood, carefully getting used to his longer limbs and the balance that had to be relearned.

He cautiously focused, summoning up his quirk. All these months without it had grated on him. Having so much disappear from his grasp in the span of one day had been a horrible experience. He gasped raggedly as the coin he’d found on the floor suddenly was replaced with a shining blue sphere.

He would have laughed out loud if not for the sudden reminder of where he was. The muffled conversation could be heard from the adjacent room, your voice sounding anxious and uncomfortable.

He focused and drew up one of his marbles. A gross practice, but useful nonetheless. Luckily, he always had a spare change of clothes compressed should he need to do a quick change and throw his enemies off his trail. This served him well as he rapidly decompressed it and pulled it on. He couldn’t meet your parents in the nude, after all, what kind of impression would that send? Besides, as confident as he was, he’d rather meet you in his human form with an appearance befit of a gentleman.

He tousled his hair, reluctantly leaving his mask and balaclava behind as he approached the door. His hand hesitated over the knob for a brief moment before he opened the door.

“Ah, darling!,” he strode into the room, taking in your shocked expression before sitting beside you and taking your hand offering a wink before facing your parents, “ Sorry about being late, I had wanted to surprise you, but it appears you were expecting company.” He offered his hand to your parents.

“Sorry for the intrusion. You must be (Y/N)’s parents.”

You continued to watch the stranger in absolute disbelief. Not only was this strange man inviting himself into your home, but he was also charming your parents into believing your lie, which you were quite certain he had no reason for knowing in the first place.

You let him talk for a while, trying to get your bearings. The idea of letting the ruse continue was very tempting, but you were also slightly terrified. Who on earth was this man?

Compress noticed your discomfort, and without missing a beat squeezed your hand lightly in reassurance. His thumb smoothed over your knuckles and you began to debate if he had some kind of calming quirk as you felt some of the tension leave you, but you quickly dismissed that thought at the remembrance of your own canceling quirk.

“I’m dreadfully sorry to ask this after you’ve come all this way, but might I steal (Y/N) away for a moment? I do believe my coming in unannounced after my absence as well as the influx of family has quite overwhelmed her. I merely ask for a moment of her time in private.”

Compress smiled sincerely at your parents as he asked, shooting you a concerned and pitying look. Your parents, already enamored with him, nodded their agreement. They declared that they still needed to go check into their hotel, so they would leave you both to reconnect.

As soon as the front door swung closed, Compress was facing you and fussing over you.

“Oh darling, I’m terribly sorry for startling you so.”

You put up a hand to slow any more fretting questions.

“Let me make this clear, I have my phone primed to call the police, so you’re going to cooperate and tell me what’s going on right now, you hear me?”

Shock filled his face before a wide grin took its place.

“Ah, darling, how I love your fire, what a joy to experience it firsthand.” He swept off his hat and bowed to you.

“Very well, my dear. My name is Mr.compress, however…” He looked up at you, taking your free hand and pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles, “You may know me as Atsuhiro, or would you prefer a more personal moniker?”

He quirked an eyebrow, mischief shooting across his face as he straightened.

“ I do recall you seemed fond of calling me ‘charmer' and 'pretty bird’, though the phrase only partially fits now…"

You watched, mouth agape as you began connecting the insane dots.

“That’s a pretty poor joke, stalker boy.” You grit out, suddenly angry at his cocky attitude.

Compress paused, expression softening.

“I do assure you, my dear (Y/N), what you’re considering is possible, and was what occurred. I will answer any question you have, for I would do anything to ease the mind of my beloved.”

“Beloved? Sir, what you’re implying is insane. You’re trying to tell me, that you were my bird for the better part of a year? That call button is looking very tempting at this point.”

“Ask me anything, and I will answer to the best of my abilities. I assure you, I would not lie to you, of all people. After all, it is you who saved me time and again, you were the one who rescued me from that pet shop after all. You enchanted me on that first meeting, curtsying to a simple crow, how charming.”

You pulled your hand away from your phone at that last couple of words. How did he know about your meeting with your beloved pet? Sure, many could guess where you got your bird, but no one except Inko would have known about your first interaction.

“If you’re my pet, then how are you human now? That should not be possible.”

Compress chuckled, although the laugh did not hold much mirth.

“That was the result of an unfortunate quirk accident. On an outing, I crossed paths with the caster and he was affected by a new quirk-enhancing drug. Caught in the crossfire with him and the heroes, I was struck with the unpredictable quirk.”

You didn’t notice you had relaxed next to him, listening intently.

“And that turned you into an animal? Why didn’t it wear off sooner?”

“Now that, my dear, is the question! Why now?”

He sat beside you, excitement beginning to build as he broached his theory to you.

“I believe it’s all because of you. In my time in your home, I have come to care deeply about you.”

Your cheeks darkened at the casualness of his confession. While you knew him as a bird, seeing Atsuhiro as a human, and a very attractive one at that, made the statement all the more flustering. It didn’t help that he chose that moment to gently tilt your chin up with his thumb and forefinger.

“And that care, that love, was what made it possible to shift back. I noticed your earlier distress, and would have done anything if I could comfort or fix it for you.” He grinned, “My being human, would have been able to help the woman I love. And thus… I was able to come back to my true form.”

You melted a little in his grip as you stared into his brown eyes, overwhelmed, but also charmed. He seemed to love you… and his story didn’t seem as far-fetched as you would have originally thought. Still, it would take some time.

You firmly took his wrists, holding them in place as he moved his grip to cup your cheeks, thumbs lightly brushing your cheekbones.

“Alright, say I believe this story… It doesn’t change the fact that I only know you as a bird. If this is to work, we’re going to have to go on some dates. I need to know about Atsuhiro the man, not the bird.”

He grinned and kissed your forehead.

“I'd be absolutely delighted”

You let yourself smile, leaning into his touch. This could work. While this was a new experience for you, there was magically no doubt that you would easily fall in love with this fascinating man.

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yandereloveraw · 11 months

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Yandere Mr. Compress/Sako Atsuhiro: You don't wanna see who I really am, so I'll be your perfect specimen.♡ Say the right things that you wanna hear and make sure the real me disappears~

Lyrics from Hat Trick by Jonathan Thulin

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mhaxwishxgranter · 2 years

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UPDATE

I’ll also be writing for the LOV!

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keiskake · 1 year

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toga's beta squad - part three

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⇗ cw // swearing ⇖

╰┈➤ summary ~ you and shoto have been friends for years, but you've also had the hots for his older brother for years. when you finally get into the same college as the two brothers things get a little confusing. but, two todorokis are better than one.

╰┈➤ author's note ~ i had to proritize my hawks series for the last 2 days, but i really wanted to do another part of the smau. so that's what i did. excited to get the relationship rolling. thank you for reading, reblogs + likes are always appreciated.

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happyely · 1 year

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My Hero Accademia Crossover/ Jujutsu kaisen - Sorcery Fight - The Curse of the Blue Pearls [ DabixOc]

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𝚂𝚄𝙼𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚈: ≛Dabi is a curse that was awakened when Erena broke a blue pearl necklace. Erena has always seen paranormal things since she was a child, she is not afraid of the curse she has released, but she is attracted to it and wants to help her. In a difficult situation they are forced to make an agreement, but this is not seen well by sorcerers. ≛

𝙿𝙰𝙸𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶: Dabi/Touya Todoroki x Original character

Desclaimer: I hope you are all having a nice Christmas and holidays in the company of those you love! This is a little thought, a crossover between two manga that I personally love! The story is also published in Italian on the efp website, I will publish it soon on AO3. Enjoy our Dabi Curse and the pitture in the Banner made buy me!👻💀

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Prologue

The specter of the Blue Fire was a ruthless god, it is believed that he was able to corrupt one of the four elements and to be able to bring it back to its place. It is said that he was originally human and that more than a thousand years ago, when witchcraft was in its prime, shamans tried everything to defeat him, but to no avail.

Only after a long time did they manage to kill him, but they failed to destroy his power and for this reason he was enclosed in a necklace of twenty blue pearls. This cursed object has been kept hidden for a long time behind a sacred waterfall that is difficult to reach for those without a minimum of spiritual energy.

But times have changed and the cursed fetishes slowly lose their custodial power, allowing the curses to awaken and it seems that spiritual energy is starting to awaken in ordinary people marking the beginning of a new era.

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Security: Mr. Compress Chapter 6

[You are a security guard at a museum with a personal secret when you have the misfortune of crossing paths with the league of villains. Stain’s first surviving victim with amputee legs ex-hero called the Void (aka Void=reader x Mr. Compress) Origin chapter and previous chapter 5]

The heist went off without a hitch and now you are hitched! Yay!

Warning: Mentions of suicide, cheating, marriage, quirk kink, smutty smuts, cussing, cannon divergence

"Fuuuuuccccckkkk!" you wailed to the ceiling.

It was bad enough that you got lost in the Hall of Heroes. It's such bullshit. What is worse is you are lost in it with Shigaraki. He smirked like a ghoul watching your ass sway as you walked.

"Do you want to? I can try to make it quick," Shigaraki leered. You growled at him in disgust.

"I don't know what you're talking about?" your words dripping with venom, "Even if I did. I am sure there was an agreement that no one was going to talk about it again."

You hissed at him like a poisonous snake. He snickered like a smug asshole and followed you like an eager puppy. Only he was putting too much faith in your navigation. You stopped to get your bearings when you felt scrawny, worm-like limbs wrap around your waist. You made a strangled squeal and jolted in Shigaraki's arms.

"Hypothetically, I can still remember how tightly your wet pussy clutched at me, seeking comfort, sweetly offering me solace. How that body begged for more. It was only satisfied when it was drunk on cum from my cock. Like a good little slut that knew its proper place and was obedient to its leader," he whispered in your ear. Pressing the hard-on hidden by his jacket against your ass. You shudder in disgust while rolling your eyes.

"Ugh! Who talks like that? We're not in a hentai or a romance novel. Pathetic," you snarked, pulling away to the right. This is starting to look familiar. The map was up to date, and you are beginning to wonder if there is a quirk at work here. A harsh grip on your wrist brought you back to meet Shigaraki's cruel crimson eyes.

"Fine then. I'll be blunt. Submit to me because we are sexually compatible, and I can take better care of you. I like Compress, but he is an assistant to the main act. He is always hiding during a real fight. Take my gracious offer and be mine," he rasps coldly. He removed the severed hand from his face to see his demanding expression pierce your soul. It sent chills down your spine.

"We're the ones taking care of you," you point out. You move to pull from his grip, only to have him press you against a wall to invade your mouth with his tongue. Shigaraki has become a nightmare and a good kisser, it made your heart flutter in fear and lust, and you hated it. He shoves his hand between your legs, rubbing his fingers over your clothed pussy and moaning in your mouth. You don't want to feel anything but contempt for Shigaraki. You have had enough of him toying with you.

"You're getting wet for me," he breathed between kisses. You bit the tender flesh of his lip, and he jerked from you, a tint of red staining his lip. He touched your bite, pulling his fingers away and examining the blood. Rubbing his fingers together, unconcerned with your bite as he gets a whiff of you and combines your slick. He smirks and licks his fingers before putting Father back on his face. That made you shudder again, but at least he had let you go.

"You are such a brat. A cute one. But a dumb brat, nonetheless. When you are done playing with him, you'll run to me. I'll take you back. Nice and hard the way you like. I don't run like others we know. Step aside. I'll take the lead like always. Hang back," he snarls, walking ahead.

Such an asshole, you think as you follow along. He decays a wall and creates an exit straight through the building.

"Shigs. I'm with Mister Compress. Get over it. I'm sure you'll be crawling with poon after the big revolution. We are already getting quite the reputation. Chicks dig power and scars. I think we make better friends than lovers," you sigh. He looks at you with his evil red eye around the fingers of Father, and you take a step away from him.

"I don't want some other chick or just be friends. Never say anything that cliché and disgusting to me again," he gravels through gritted teeth. He reaches out and touches the wall, making it crack and crumble. It was ominous and set you on edge. You don't want to talk about this anymore. You will be friendly and hope he gets the hint that's where you want him to stay, in the friend zone.

"You haven't been getting enough sleep or enough to eat since we have been fighting that giant callus. Let Mister marble you, and we'll pick up some food afterward. You're pushing yourself too hard. We didn't need you to be on this job," you tell him before a coughing fit from the dust in the air.

"If I weren't here, you would be lost and alone with him," Shigaraki seethed. You rolled your eyes and shook your head. Helping Shigaraki, has everyone exhausted. The doctor gave them some money, but the truth is they needed more, and they had been eating nothing but dried noodles.

"Fuck you are cranky. It would help if you ate something other than noodles and energy drinks. It's doing a number on our bodies. I've already gained weight, but you are losing weight. Plus, I want to see my Mom. It's been a while since I've seen her," you tell him. He crumbles another wall. You squeak in shock when he is in your face, pulling your hair and pressing against you, shoving his knee between your legs.

"I'm cranky because my ex-hero slut hasn't figured out how things are and made the right decision on who to pick. I loathe hearing you two fuck. You should be opening this yappy fucking mouth to catch my jizz and licking the cream from my tip. Not saying stupid things," He snarls. You are shaken at how he has trapped you again. He grinds his knee harder against your clit and threatens to lay all five fingers on your throat as he pulls Father off to kiss you. You giggle.

"Make that super cranky," You tease with a huge grin. He looks so enraged, and you know that expression all too well. He wants to ravage you and is about to when you both hear Twice calling for you. With a growl, he decays the wall you are pressed against and pulls you away, muttering and scratching himself. It's ok, you think. You would have used your quirk had he tried anything serious. These are just growing pains until Shigaraki is adjusted to his role.

"Ex-hero, dumb slut. Giving other men that look and your pussy. I hate that. Try to friend-zone me again. Forget about your Mom. We're your family now," He mumbled.

"Awwww, Shigs. Never knew you cared so much?" You chuckled when you met with the rest of the group. Leaping into Mr. Compress's arms. Whispering in his ear. He nods and uses his quirk on Shigaraki.

"Presto!" Compress says as threw him to Twice.

"You have three hours before Gigantomachia comes for him. The marble will pop in two. Void and I will get some food and meet you at campsite four," He tells them as you make your way to your SUV. Spinner has become good at boosting cars, so you're not worried about their ride situation. But you have remained untouched by the heroes and used your vehicle. The seats are plush and soft, with a faint scent of leather. Sako looked across the seat at you with intense desire in his eyes. You felt her heart beating faster as he reached out and cupped your face in his hands. He leaned in and softly brushed his lips against yours, sending a thrill through your body.

"First big heist. I want to fuck on the treasure before we give it back," you gasped. You could feel Sako smile against your lips as his kiss deepened. His tongue ran along your lips, tasting you as if he wanted to savor every moment. The kiss grew more passionate as both lost yourselves in the moment, hands exploring each other's bodies, your hearts pounding with anticipation. By the time they finally pulled away, both of you were flushed and out of breath, their hearts still racing.

"Do you have loot? Everything that was on the list?" You asked between gasps for air.

"Of course I do. I'm not a low-brow amateur. I bought us some time so we can go to the love hotel and fool around," Sako purred. You couldn't help but giggle.

"Fool around, huh?" You teased and watched him blush. It made your heart flutter. When you hear a cough coming from your back seat, both of you cringe in astonishment when you remember giving Spinner your spare key. Toga was a surprise, though.

"Way to go, Mister," Toga giggled, hiding her blushing face behind her hands. You both pull apart, chagrin washing over you. You know it's not that simple, not with your quirk. The twin-size hole inside you, the one your Uncle warned you would only grow with each generation, looms large. You glance at Toga and her psychopathy and realize that perhaps it would be better for everyone if you never had kids. Spinner interrupted your thoughts.

"Sorry to interrupt, but we need a lot of supplies, and we figured you needed help mailing the items to the family. I ordered them online, and they are pay on pick up, so cash only. It would be better if we used a car that wasn't boosted. We are less likely to get caught," Spinner explained when a text came in. There go your plans to fornicate on gold, but this would be easier with help.

MOM: The carrots are on sale near Mike. Bring Hiro and visit your mother.

You throw your car into gear and speed your way down the roadway to the screams of shock and terror of everyone in the vehicle.

"My love, I don't mean to question you! But getting the attention of the authorities by speeding might be counterintuitive to what Spinner suggested," Mr. Compress says, buckling his seat belt and holding his hat in terror as you weaved through traffic like a mad woman.

"MOM SAID CARROTS ARE ON SALE!" You screamed in utter terror. When they stared at you like you were insane, you briefly explained, "It's code for an emergency. Near mikes is the safe house."

Your heart is pounding. You are so scared of what you might find. Praying that Mom was ok and nothing terrible had happened. When you see the safe house at the docks, her car was still in the parked in front, the front door wide open of the warehouse, you panic. You barely parked when you jumped out, glad the SUV jerked to a stop on its own as you raced into the building.

You are going to kill anyone that hurt her. You burst in to see your Mom in heavy makeup talking to an ex-con cult leader like they were old friends. You know this guy. He was your Mom caught over twenty years ago. You are next to him in a split second, and your fifty-pound prosthetic metal leg swinging to cave in his head when you hear a gasp and look to see Tetsuo. A flawed man you felt so close to, he was like a brother, squeaked like a scared mouse. You can't let him see his masterpiece kill.

You push the kick higher at the last second. The priests smile and say, "My god, it has been forever. You have gotten so big." The equilibrium is thrown off, and you tumble head over heels into the wall. Sako and your Mom are helping you stand as you feel the need to fight instead of flight. You wobble on your feet when your Mom turns to hisses at Sako.

"I will take care of this. Get out of that damn cosplay now. It's your wedding day," Mom hissed to Sako, whose eyes darted between you in deep concern.

"Whaaaaaa?" you stagger on shaky legs and blurry vision. His wedding? Who the fuck is he gonna marry? You'll kick her ass too, is your hazy thought.

"She seems disoriented. I won't leave my wife like this," Sako said, steadying you. Mom shoved him away. It seemed rather aggressive for Mom to do that to her future son-in-law. She was so in love with him but now she seems angry and your not sure what to do. Is she angry your not married yet?

"The one taking your trouble child," I babbled incoherently at first, causing them both to knit their brows in concern. You flipped out, "Mom! How can you toss me away like this? Do you seriously think I'm that pathetic? You have to get rid of me right away like this and by that guy? What the hell, Mom? I get that the wrong kid died. But why can't you love me too?" Mom's face twisted into pure grief at your words.

"How are you here?" Sako hissed to Mom.

"Shut up! Get dressed. I need to talk to my daughter. We'll talk later alone," Mom hissed back. Shoving Sako towards Tetsuo, he smiled awkwardly and guided Sako to his tux.

"Nice jacket, man. Dude, you need to upgrade that arm." You could hear Tetsuo say as they walked away. Mom grabs your hand and drags you to an office turned into a changing room, where she grabs your face and holds your cheeks to make you look at her.

"Let's get something straight," she said, her voice heavy with grief. "I died the day your Father did and all over again when your Uncle killed himself. The only thing that kept me upright was my sweet girls. It's because I love you is why I worry. Do you think Voids are the only ones that hurt without the other? The bringers always want to make their other half happy. That's why we plaster a stupid smile and try our best. I'm scared without me, you'll try to take your life again. But having a husband to look out for you might give you a renewed purpose in life. Do you love him?" Mom asked, her voice trembling with emotion, tears streaming down her face and ruining her makeup. Puffy bruises, scratches, and mild burns showed under the tears.

The question hit you like a ton of bricks. Tears streaming down your face, you look at her in disbelief and asked, "What happened? Who did that to you?" Your voice was full of rage. You are ready to kill whoever dared to hurt your Mom. But then, you saw her face, twisted in love, and heard her words.

"Baby, do you love him?" She asked again. You took a deep breath and looked into her eyes, "Yes, I do."

"Then marry him today," she said. "Life is short, and something big and scary is happening in this country. Look out for each other, be happy, and fill your heart with love instead of sorrow."

At that moment, you understood. No matter how hard the world was, Mom was still here to teach you how to live it. And you are ready to do just that.

"Ok, Mom. Since it seems you planned for this, what do you want me to do?" you asked nervously. Mom ran and showed you the dress she got. It was your grandmother's.

"Oh my, Mom…. that is a lot of slanted ruffles," you gasped in dread. She opened the backup, and it was a slutty hero costume with a veil and a butt ruffle, "I'll go with the first one. Grandma had some taste."

"Hey, your father loved this dress," Mom huffed.

"Oh yeah, I did all of Void's prosthetics. No offense, but what you have on is low-grade black-market trash. After the wedding, let me take a quick scan and mold. I'm even working on quirk tech that can make it so that not only can you feel your fingertips but use your quirk. It is easier if you have a spacial quirk like Void's. One that hovers above the body," Tet was saying.

"I'm quirkless," Mr. Compress lied. He was adjusting the sleeve on the Armani suit. Tet rolled his eyes and nodded to where Toga and Spinner were eating and talking to the cult leader, Promenade. That concerned Sako a little. Can't have everyone running off to a cult.

"Don't worry, man. Void's Mom told me what's up. We've been friends forever, bro. Just think of me as family. I'm here as a witness because those two will be no good for a legal wedding license. It's wild that the person most in the dark is Void. How could she not know her Mom knows everything," He was saying when he looked beyond Compress and gasped.

Compress followed his eyes and looked down the path towards the bay's open doors. He can see the sun setting in the distance, bathing everything in a golden light that twinkles on the ocean. He takes a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. He can feel the eyes of all the guests on him as he grips his heart and pants, but his attention is focused solely on you. You look absolutely stunning in your white gown and veil, your skin aglow from the light. He is overwhelmed with emotion, his eyes filling with tears of joy. He can't believe this beautiful woman is about to be his wife.

"She looks so pretty," Toga squealed.

As you slowly walk down the aisle with your Mom, Sako can't help but admire your beauty, which twists something in your gut. When you ran back and puked in a box, your mother held your veil back. Mom gives you a flask. You rinse your mouth, spit, and then drink the rest.

"I'm ok," you announce. Sako can't help but chuckle. He can't take his eyes off you as you compose yourself and approach him. When you finally reach him, you gaze into each other's eyes and share a moment of pure bliss. It's a moment he will never forget.

"You look devastating. My heart almost stopped. You are so beautiful," Sako said, taking your hands into his. You blush and smile, running your thumb over the metal of his fake hand.

"I vomited," you grimaced.

"I saw. I don't care. I still want to kiss you and be the one to hold your hair back the next time," he smiled.

"I love you, and I'm sorry my mom is crazy," you grinned back. Toga squeals, and then there's a hush in the room as the preacher Promenade steps up to the front, looking at the happy couple. The Prominade's voice is strong but gentle as he speaks. You wonder why it was this guy. Villain hero relationships happen but you never thought this guy would be back in your lives.

"Love is patient. Love is kind. It does not envy; it does not boast; it is not proud. It does not dishonor others; it is not self-seeking; it is not easily angered and keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres." you look deeply into each other's eyes, the love between them palpable. The preacher continues, "These are the vows you have chosen to make to each other - to love, honor, and cherish, in sickness and health, for richer or for poorer, until death do you part."

The preacher smiles, silently encouraging you to look to each other for strength and reassurance and exchange rings. You are surprised when he takes one from Tet and puts it on your fingers. This is your Mom's. Finally, Promenade raises his hands and ends with a blessing.

"Bless you both and keep you in love. You may now kiss the bride."

Mr. Compress pulled you in and kissed you. Lips meet in a tender kiss. Everyone around cheers and claps, feeling the love radiating from the newlyweds. Toga bounced in pure excited joy. The kiss is slow and passionate, like a promise that you will be together forever. You are breathless when he finally pulls, and the room erupts in cheers and applause. You look into each other's eyes with pure love and devotion, knowing this is only the beginning of your incredible journey together. You really are not alone. Spinner starts playing. Could it have been me by the struts? Sako pulls you into a twirl.

"I wanna taste love and pain! I wanna feel pride and shame," You both shout during your first dance. Your mother takes the next dance with Sako, and you run to Tet to embrace him in a full-blown bear hug, "TET!" Sako ignores that and focuses on Mom.

"How the hell did you escape? Is Dabi all right?" He hisses. Mom scoffs.

"Bastard is just fine. After you left, so did his bedroom eyes. He said something about how he was giving me more of a chance than I ever did my daughter. Whatever the fuck that means. He hunted me like an animal in this area. I lost him and called in a lot of favors for my daughter," she said, almost breathless from the dance. Mom reaches into the pocket and hands him a vial. He looks at it and quickly makes it disappear.

"Was that a rape drug you find so vile?" Sako smirked. Mom's eyes narrowed.

"No!" She spat, her voice rising with each syllable. "It's a fertility drug for you. Take it! Knock her up tonight, dammit! Don't be so naïve. The hero world is about to erupt into chaos. Do you want your wife caught in the crossfire? If she's pregnant, you have an excuse to keep her safe from the madness. Give me the grandbabies you promised, and do it NOW!"

As Mom walked away Sako, he spots you signing the marriage certificate. Sako was hoping against hope that she'd fixed the problem of his legal name or the marriage date. But now, should he be caught, he realizes the consequences could be dire for you. It has became clear to him that Mom was right. He had wanted to keep his beloved wife away from the chaos of war. As you convinced Spinner to dance with you, this was the first time you had seen a guy so awkward to walk in a circle for a slow dance stiffly, Sako approached Tet and Promenade.

"Ahh, hello there. I'm Promenade," the preacher greeted Sako with a sad sigh, looking fondly at you, "It seems like only yesterday she was a little girl, and now she's married and in love! How time flies..." A single tear rolled down his cheek.

"My wife said her Mom captured you?" Sako asked.

"Yes. Then I escaped, feverishly plotting my revenge. I tracked her family like a bloodhound, and soon enough, I had captured Void's twin sister. Little did I know that it would eventually lead to my mental breakdown. But, alas, I was rescued by the Bringer, who provided me with the help I needed. Anyhoo, all that remains is for you to sign here and here and your seal here. We backdated for when you were performing in Vegas. You both got drunk and only tracked her down recently. That's the story. Please, stick to it. We did a lot of research for this story. If you are caught, she can say whatever she needs and maintain spousal rights if she wishes," Promenade explained.

Tonight, you and Sako will be bound together forever. Nothing else matters more than this momentous occasion. The moment when you become his wife is when your life together truly begins. You'll be giving him the greatest gift of all, a legacy. This will be the ultimate proof of your undying loyalty and devotion to him, a promise that you will never part. You and Sako could not be more different than his ex. You are brave, strong and have a creative spark that she could never match.

The woman was shy and dumb as a box of rocks. But more than that, your moral compass is free and flexible, never leaving him feeling restricted or suffocated. Tonight, you forge a bond that cannot be broken. It is a vow of unyielding loyalty and unconditional love that will last an eternity. He will fight with all his might, use any means necessary, and keep you in his arms forever. All is fair in love and war, and he will not hesitate to go to battle for you. He will stop at nothing to ensure that the ties that bind you to him are unbreakable.

Sako was giddy, dancing, sharing cake, and having an overwhelming sense of relief. He was sure he would be able to fulfill your needs. His favorite part was lifting your skirts and rustling underneath, where he licked the tender flesh of your inner thigh, marking his territory, while he locked your new legs place, A wedding gift from Tetsuo. Sako slowly slid a garter belt added as part of the wrapping and tossed it. It landed on Dabi's head, who was calmly eating cake. You squealed in delight, wiggling each individual toe, and showed off your amazing dance skills as you flipped and twirled. Right to Dabi, who licked frosting off his fork.

"Dabi, what are you doing here?!" You exclaimed, frantically searching the room for your Mom. With his distinct look, you knew that if your Mom spotted Dabi, she'd immediately recognize them as members of the League and would be horrified to learn that her daughter had married a villain. You had been filled with a mixture of fear and excitement on your wedding day, but now you were just filled with dread. You finally found happiness again after losing your sister and were determined to keep it.

Dabi's voice was as casual as ever, but when he uttered, "I was looking for your mom," anger and paranoia flared inside you. You became a fortress, a shield of protection that would not let anyone through to your Mom. You were ready to fight for her with all you had to.

"Why are you looking for her?" you ask.

"I don't see her, so it's safe to enjoy the party, right? Besides, I think you give her too little credit," Dabi said.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean? What the hell do you know about my Mom and our relationship?" You sneered when Sako appeared and guided you away from Dabi, "Get him out of here before my Mom sees him." You hissed, gesturing sharply at Dabi. He grinned wryly and continued to eat his cake, seemingly unfazed by your anger. Sako was conversing with all the other members here when Tetsuo handed you an envelope.

He took your hand, and with a gentle squeeze of your finger, his eyes widened with a mix of fear, love, and hope for you. His sincerity was unspoken, but the message was loud and clear. "Your Mom said it was your wedding present. She needed to get Promanade home and couldn't say goodbye. I'm so happy for you, Void. You look gorgeous, and I've never seen you more radiant. I'll get your husband's measurements and get started on his arm right away. Here's my number, and if you ever find yourself in trouble, call me, and I'll come running. You and your sister have saved me countless times, and I want you to know that you can always rely on me."

The heat of shame swells within you. You can't bring yourself to reach out to Tetsuo, the one person who has always looked up to you and your sister with admiration. Your pride has always been a wall between you and the one person who would never judge you. You didn't want your Mom or Tetsuo to be dirtied by you. You had desperately hoped that your beloved Mom and Tetsuo would remain untouched by your crimes. But when Stain came after your sister, thinking that your crimes were hers. He left no mercy in his wake, brutally severing your legs as a warning and crushing your heart when he murdered your sister. You didn't want the same to happen now that you're in the League of Villains.

"Hey, do you think my mom was banging Promenade?" You ask. Tetsuo chuckled.

You slowly slide your finger along the envelope's seal, your heart pounding in anticipation. With a deep breath, you tear it open, and inside, you find a card key to a luxurious love hotel. I paid for two days. You carefully pull out the letter behind it, and your heart stops as you read the words. It's a job interview acceptance letter from AU.

Your mind reeling as you stare at your husband. Sako had always been attractive, but lately, he had transformed into something truly divine. His body was a perfect combination of strength and grace, his muscles toned and defined. He moved with an air of confidence and power, every gesture a masterpiece of effortless beauty. He was a vision of perfection, and it was impossible to look away.

Your Mom had applied you to that Hero school without you even knowing. You feel the weight of the job offer in your hand, and you know that Mom wants what's best for you. But when Sako appears, you quickly stuff it back in the envelope, only showing him the key card, and you can't help but feel a thrill as he sweeps you away when you go to the love hotel.

Sako's hunger was insatiable as he stepped into the room. His strong hand caressed your breasts as the other encircled your waist, lifting you off the ground and carrying you to the bed. He laid you down, ready to satisfy his craving. His eyes widened with a desperate hunger when you were in the hall. He snatched the vial from his pocket, and with a single gulp, he swallowed its contents.

The vial vanished as if it had been nothing more than an illusion. He was ravenous for you, and nothing could quench his desire. That little quirk drug might have had a touch of aphrodisiac. He grabbed your hand and slid the card with you. The tension made him unable to hold back longer. You both had been so reserved on the drive here, on the elevator up, your heartbeats thundered in your ears the entire time. A part of him wanted to pop you in his mouth and roll on his tongue. The relief of knowing you can't get away and that you are utterly his was overwhelming, like a hungry beast. The quiet anticipation pushed him to the edge.

"Sako!" you exclaimed, flopping on the softest bed ever. "Let's go take a shower. We've been dancing all night, and it's time to wash away all the sweat." You paused, your gaze shifting to the menu with all the amenities here. "Oh, look!" You squealed, your eyes widening in delight. "They have a lover's tub for two!"

"No! I need you now, baby girl. My desire for you is so fierce. I can barely contain it. I feel feral. I want to ravish my wife in her frilly wedding dress. I don't think I've ever seen you so cute," he teased, "I love you so much. I need you now. Legs on, I enjoy the sound of metal on metal. Be a good assistant, follow my directions, open your legs, and let me work my magic." He orders.

His eyes blaze with lust, and you can't help but tremble with anticipation. You've never seen Sako look so predatory before, and it sends a thrill of excitement through your body. You bend your knees and spread yourself so wide they touch the bed. Sako's eyes smolder with desire as he seizes you, taking you in his arms, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss that roughly presses you into the bed. His hands gently caress your breast with a sharp tweak of your hardening nipple.

Sako moves down, leaving a trail of nips along your neck, soft hair has been getting longer because of your camping, and it tickles your cheeks. He moves lower, yanking down the front of your dress in one swift movement. His tongue traced circles around your nipples before continuing down her body with his hands. His hands rummaged under the layers of your skirt, his fingers lightly brushed against your inner thigh, his touch sending a shiver of pleasure through your body.

He moved his metal fingers higher, tracing circles around your most sensitive area over her panties. You gasped as his fingers found the edge of your panties and ripped them away. Before you could react, the metal hand scraped your skin. It had been falling apart for a while, sending a jolt of pain. You yelped in surprise, your quirk activating in self-defense. It opens. All the objects that had been placed inside you had never moved or wiggled.

"Pull it out! Pull it out!" You screech with hysterical giggles. You had never felt anything like it before; it tickled through your center like a lightning bolt deep inside your body. Sako grips you still.

"I've witnessed bullets enter your quirk," he said, his mischievous grin widening. "So, I know I'm not doing any harm. But when I touch you here, I can feel how aroused you become. You are so damn wet from a little fingering here."

As his fingers began to explore the inner depths of your quirk, his touch gentle yet firm, you squirm uncontrollably. Sako's metal fingers teased and tantalized, pushing you to the brink of ecstasy and agony. His touch was electric, sending sparks of pleasure through your body, in arts, you didn't know existed as he explored every inch of you. She moaned in pleasure, terrified you were about to piss yourself or kick him across the room, as his fingers moved deeper, pushing you closer and closer to the edge that plummets into the unknown. Finally, his fingers found your sweet spot, and you let out a loud cry of bliss, tears ruining your makeup.

"SAKO! No more. I think I'm going to pee," you whine pitifully. He grinned, his fingers dipping in and out, faster and faster, pushing you over the edge into a blissful state.

"Go ahead. I'm not stopping. You are a wet mess, and I've never been this hard for anyone. Your cute expression is driving me wild. Your quirk opens an inch above your skin, so thrash as much as you want, dear. I can't feel anything, but there is a light resistance; when I try to pull away, something is trying to draw me in. Do you feel anything when I put you in my mouth as a marble?" He chuckled.

"Please, slow down. It's like you're reaching through my center, and your fingers are tickling me from the inside," you beg. Clinging to him desperately, the waves of pleasure washed over you, body shaking, toes digging into the mattress, the overwhelming newly added sensation.

"I am a villain, the love of my life. Those lewd sounds are only making me want to tease you more. Your desperate plea has my heart beating wildly with delight. You have given me exactly what I have been craving all my life, the perfect assistant, an acknowledgment of our passion that burns like wildfire. You are mine, and I want you to feel it with every ounce of your being. Proclaim your desire, give voice to the love that blooms between us, and I will treat you with tenderness and devotion. Say it! Tell me you need me, that I am all you have ever wanted. Tell me you love me, scream my name when you cum, and I will enfold you in my arms, never letting go," Sako grinned. He used his other hand to plunge into your sopping-wet pussy; you immediately came from his fingers.

"Sako! I'm cumming!" You scream, your breath coming in short gasps. Your hips jerk, and your body quivers as intense pleasure spreads from your center and floods your entire body. Your legs are trembling, and your hands are tightly clenched into fists as your body is overcome with waves of intense pleasure. You groan as your entire body shakes in rapture, back arching up to meet Sako's talented hands, experiencing the most powerful orgasm of your life. He pulled his fingers out, and you lay there, still shaking with bliss. You had never experienced anything like it before, leaving you completely satisfied.

He looked deep into your eyes as he spoke, his voice low and husky, "That's a good little assistant, stunning reactions, my sensitive baby girl. Pulling pleasure from you is like pulling a rabbit from a hat." He licked his fingers and his lips hungrily as he continued. "You squirted my tasty girl, and now I'm about to show you a trick you've never seen before. It's so hot, and it will make you sweat and moan for me. You ready?" He asked. He grabbed your waist and pulled you close. His hands trailed up your body, sending shivers down your spine. You felt his breath on your neck as he whispered, "It's time to take my cock. Stand, place your hands on the wall, and stick out your ass for me. Let's make some magic together."

"You already know how to strip me bare, including my heart, Sako," you murmured over your shoulder. Sako pauses, trying to cover the blush creeping over his face with his hand. You can almost hear his sexy scolding as he blushes.

"My cute naive girl. I have so much more to teach you. Hold still, and you

"Yes, please," you moaned

Sako bends down, his lips finding the back of your neck and shoulders, biting and sucking, marking what is his. He pulled away, and before you could react, he grabbed your hands to keep them on them up against the wall.

"I am going to fuck you so hard. It would help if you had support. Don't move," he growled, forcing himself in all at once. You gasped with pleasure as he entered you, pushing himself deeper and deeper with each thrust. His thrusts were hard and fast, and your moans became louder with every passing moment. He continued to move his body against yours, his hand gripping your hip and wrist tightly as he moved. You clawed the wall as you felt your orgasm approach, and he moved faster and faster, pushing you over the edge and into pure bliss. You are so sensitive from the first crazy experience; no one has ever played with your quirk like that; you don't know how you can last. Your legs are shaking, and your entire being has never felt so full and vulnerable. You feel him in sharp sensation as his cock slides in and out, over your sweet spots, making you mewl and drool. Sako is ruthless in his pounding of your pussy. Grinding deep, shivers of ecstasy rocked your body. You gasped when you felt his cock swell inside, each thrust sending a wave of pleasure through your body. He pulled your hair to look up at him, back arching in painful ecstasy.

"That is a beautiful face. You feel so good. The best I ever had," he groaned before kissing you.

His hips bucked harder. You could barely breathe; you closed your eyes, tears streaming down, your body trembling beneath him as the intensity of the pleasure increased.

"You like that? I can feel you clenching on me when I. Hit. This. Spot. Right. Here," he moans. He moves his hand from your hair to your jaw, shoving his fingers in your mouth, which you suck on immediately like an infant. He thrust harder, and you moaned; he had never been this feral. His movements became faster, more urgent, and soon your orgasm was building up to an unbearable level. Your chest presses hard against the wall. You screamed his name around his fingers as the waves of pleasure crashed over you. An intense heat fills your center, spreading as you moan like a bitch in heat for him.

"Ahh! So good. I'm cumming," Sako growled. Your eyes open to watch through blurry tears. His face twisted in a lewd loving expression of pain. Your entire body shakes with satisfaction, and a rush of hot liquid runs down your thighs. His thrusts became slower and softer until, finally, he stilled. His cock is still twitching deep in you. Your head slumps against the wall. He hugs your middle as if he might lose you. His hot body dripped sweat over your quivering body, creating a cooling river on your goose-bumped flesh.

The odd sensation of feeling in your metal legs is not the same while you stand in a pool of hot cum mixed with your own. You wiggle your toes, hearing a squelching, and shudder. How can you forget something like this but always feel your heel itching? Both our breaths came in ragged pants, your body still trembling with bliss. You felt his lips on your neck as he whispered your name. His hug became tighter as he pulled you back onto the bed. You lay together, connected, before handing you the room service menu as he wiped you down first with a warm towel. He was so considerate and devoted. You felt love radiating throughout your being. You didn't notice when he trapped you in his arms.

Sako leans close as he whispers, "I want you to stop taking birth control. I want you to have my babies." His metal fingers trace over your belly, where he had planted his seed. You can feel yourself melting under his touch, shivering as you succumb to the pleasure he brings. His sack tightens at the thought of making you look so slutty. No one else can make you look like that, not even Shigaraki. The way he turned you into a mess, wet and pliable for him, the thought of it makes him hard all over again. The screech of metal on metal brings you out of your shock. He lifted your leg under your knee.

"Wait! Sako, ah!" You groaned as he sank his cock back into your overstimulated sex, "I can't think like this. I'm lightheaded! This is a bad time."

He ran his fingers along your jawline, then turned your face to him over your shoulder. Sako looked into your eyes, his fingertips lightly pressed into your cheek. "That's the problem, my love," he said softly, his voice like a gentle caress. "You think too much. We both want children, and there will never be the right time."

The clink of metal and the light scrapping sounds filled the room as he inched himself into your quivering pussy, gradually holding you open for him. Sako's gaze was so intense it made your heart race. His lips were so close you could feel his breath graze your lips.

"Let's make the time," he said tenderly, his voice sending shivers down your spine. You looked into his eyes and knew then that nothing else mattered. You were lost in the moment and almost obeyed without argument.

"We talked about this. After we change things," You groan. Sako bottomed out, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix. He held you close and kissed you with passion.

"My dearest, my love, my life. You have seen what is coming. A real change is upon us, and I'm afraid we may not survive it. After meeting your mother, I have been filled with doubt that I am the right companion for you. I cannot bear the thought of not being able to protect you." his voice quivered with emotion, his expression desperate and pleading. In contrast, you pursed your lips in annoyance.

"You once said that my quirk had endless potential. Let me protect you because that's what I want to and can do," your voice trembling with rage, pulling away when his eyes darted to your legs. You swing them over the edge of the bed. Your voice broke as your vision blurred with tears, "You don't think I can protect you because I failed to protect my sister."

"No," he says. Sako tenderly brings his hands up to cup your face, his metal-clad thumbs wiping away the tears that have stained your cheeks. He looks deep into your eyes. The love you see there melts your heart. "It's because I know you will recklessly throw yourself in front of me. I will fail to protect you as you will protect me, and that is not partnership. I want a piece of you. One piece of you that I can protect." His words were like cold water dowsing the flames of rage that had flared in you. You feel a wave of shame washes over you, threatening to draw more tears. You had wanted kids. You had promised Sako, and it wasn't about quirks. It was about love, and you don't want to fight, but things keep needling at you. The timing could have been better.

"Ok. You're right. Like always. But I want to try after I talk to the doctor ok," Your voice quivers as you take a deep breath, your eyes pleading with him as you say this. You reach out to him, your hands trembling, as you wait for his response.

"As you wish. I understand your point, and I'm glad you want to be sure there are no complications before deciding. It's important to talk to the doctor first, and then we can discuss further after our honeymoon. Let's try and keep the peace between us and move forward together," he says. He wraps himself around you as he joins you at the edge of the bed. Sako pulls you onto his lap, his length abruptly entering you. He caresses your lips with his, and at that moment, you know that he truly loves you and he will do whatever it takes to make you happy. His free hand trails up your body, sending tingles of pleasure through your veins. He begins to bounce you up and down on his length.

"Yes," you whimper in agreement, your breath heavy with emotion. He trembles as he holds you close, your bodies united passionately. You feel his heart beating against yours. You know he will stand by your side no matter what. His thrusts become more demanding as if he can't get enough of you.

"Let's make our dreams come true," he murmurs, his voice thick with emotion. His hands grip your waist firmly as you both reach the crescendo of your pleasure. You moan in ecstatic bliss as the sensation of pure lust washes over you both. You nod, tears streaming down your cheeks, and he wipes them away tenderly.

"Yes," you whisper, "Let's make it happen."

Y ou lay in bed together. Sako looks so handsome and innocent when he is asleep, a hint of a five-o-clock shadow only making him more rugged and attractive. His toned body, a product of the grueling battles against Machia, is silhouetted in the dim light. You hold your breath as your phone pings with a text message; you snatch it up, hoping against hope it's your mother explaining why she had to leave your wedding early. Your heart sinks as you read the words, and you feel the tears forming in your eyes. You turn to Sako, wanting to wake him and take comfort in his embrace, but you can't bring yourself to wake him. You take a deep breath and settle back into the sheets, resigning to face Shigaraki's wrath alone, biting your lip in worry.

CrustySIDS : Congratulations on your wedding. Welcome to the family. We are so excited to have you join us. I bet Compress is overjoyed to have you in their life forever. You are really going to crush his heart with the weight of your lies. I look forward to it.

You stare at the screen, your heart racing. No matter how hard you try, you can't shake the dread that has settled in your stomach, twisting and threatening to vomit up your ordered meal. You can imagine it now—a tired, worn-out Shigaraki looking up to see a happy Toga gushing about the wedding they were at. Spinner tries to avoid Shigaraki's icy glare by busying himself with heating the leftovers when Shigaraki finally asks if this is true. Toga shoved a plate of food in his face, her expression overly joyful.

"We even saved a slice of cake for you. Void was beautiful, like a twirling cake," Toga chirped eagerly.

Shigaraki stared at the cake contemptuously, his mouth curling into a sneer. He slowly took a bite, swallowing the lump of dough, but the sweetness of the frosting couldn't mask the bitterness that lingered on his tongue. He takes his time and measures his words before he texts you. Toga had said you were beautiful, and it made him want to vomit. He was certain Compress was staring at your lewd face as if you were some whore who would take any cock that came your way. The way you looked when you came on his cock. He slams his finger down on the send button, the sound echoing through his mind like a thunderclap. His eyes flash with pure hatred, and his body vibrates with anger. He stands there, his fists balled and his jaw clenched, radiating an aura of pure, unbridled loathing.

"Twice. Let's find the big baby. I feel like I can destroy the world," Shigaraki sneers.

Yeah, you can imagine the whole thing. When you are with the League, Shigaraki steals glances but treats you and Sako no different than before, alone he is a snarling beast who wants to hump you to death. You can't wait until some villain fan girl comes along and lets him get his teen angst out. He always came off as sheltered, and All for one, did that poor boy any favors.

You stand and run to the bathroom. Puking, praying Sako didn’t hear you. A dreadful feeling started to sink into your middle. You peek out the door at Sak, a line of light falling on his face. Still asleep. You brush your teeth and rinse out your mouth. You text Shigaraki back, on the verge of being sick again.

Me: We'll be back in a few days with more supplies. OFC, I'm happy to stay with the family forever. Don't just drink energy drinks, have some real food too.

You crawl into bed, your new legs unlatched and set aside. They are lightweight, and the interface with your neural link works great, but the end caps still burn with a dull ache. You gritted your teeth and tried to ignore the pain, taking a deep breath before curling up in a ball and closing your eyes. You felt the familiar warmth of Sako, but something was different. You are different. You're a wife and maybe a mother soon. You are no longer the same person who had crawled into bed just moments ago. You had been transformed, and the future suddenly seemed uncertain and filled with possibilities.

"Are you ok, baby girl?" Sako stirred and mumbled. His broken metal arm was set aside. The intensity of your embrace was palpable, and you felt your bodies becoming one as your lips met.

"Go back to bed," before kissing his forehead. You felt his heart beating faster as you caressed his face and whispered, but he resisted, holding you tight in his embrace and refusing to let go. You looked into his eyes and saw the fire that burned within him, the desire that he had to be with you. You felt the same way, so you pulled him closer and deepened the kiss, your bodies becoming more intertwined. You moved together in a passionate dance, your mouths exploring as your hands caressed each other's skin. Seconds felt like hours as you explored one another, time standing still in that moment.

Finally, spent, you both fell asleep in each other's embrace.

The tension in the air was palpable as you entered the League of Villains' camp. Shigaraki couldn't take his eyes off of you. He is a menacing figure, eager to get you alone to overpower you with his intensity. You shake your head. You already talked to Sako about helping Shigaraki, and you agree that staying is the best hope for the changes you both wanted. It was clear that his upbringing had not been kind, and as a result, his emotions were constantly bubbling to the surface, taking a physical toll too. So, he will get the chance to vent all his bullshit today. You unwrap a hot plate of food for Shigraki and set it next to him while Sako kisses you on top of his head.

"I'll try and distract Machia with Twice while you grab something to eat," Sako said behind his mask.

"Be careful and be sure you don't use my car. I love not having to pay for parking, but not if I toss it. Machia will rip through it like tissue," You shouted at Sako's retreating figures.

"I'm not that basic, sweet waifu!" Sako shouted back. You smirk to yourself. You are a terrible influence on him with your bad mouth. You give Shigaraki a pointed look, noting that he has yet to touch his food. His expression is one of intense concentration, and you can tell he's thoroughly considering the situation. You wait patiently, watching as he shifts his gaze from the food to you, his mouth quirking slightly at the corners.

"I am too weak to lift the plate. I need my energy. How about you feed me?" The corners of his mouth curved up, a quirk of joy in his eyes that made you feel like you were standing on the edge of a cliff.

You felt the air around you suddenly become thick and heavy, as if the atmosphere was trying to tell you something. He uttered the words, and you felt like the force of his gaze was pulling you in. His smile was almost mesmerizing, and it made you reconsider your perception of him- Shigaraki, normally so spiteful, anti-social, and deviant, yet here he was, with the eyes of a man reaching for his dream. You felt a chill run down your spine and a shiver of anticipation as you realized you were standing in the presence of something greater than yourself. He is a fundamental change. The ripples of his actions can already be felt throughout Japan.

"Of course, little brother. Anything for my Shig-chan. But we need a spoon. Pull one from me," you smirked back. His eyes widened in surprise, quickly recovering as he slowly reached out his hand and hovered it over your chest. His face contorted with a mix of emotions - rage, desire, confusion - before he called out for a spoon, obviously taken aback by his own actions. He stood there, still and silent, as if frozen in time, his eyes still searching yours for answers from you, when a spoon appeared, "Good job, little brother. After all, I'm so happy to be a part of a family. Although I'm here to help you, let me feed you as you asked."

He grunted and ate like an infant for a long awkward moment.

"Don't call me brother. We will never be that. I am your leader and the next king. Know your place, which should be under me. But since you are a member of the League, you can do what you want," He growled. You chuckle. A strange leading tactic that allows him to recruit any whacko. Some day you can imagine it being an issue, but for today you are going to take it. You can hear the snapping of branches. Machia was coming. You hold your breath, your heart pounding in your chest. Time has stopped as you watch them size each other up. Every inch of you is on edge, waiting for one of them to break through. Since your wedding night, you have waited for this moment. Shigaraki shifts to fight.

You place a hand on his shoulder, "Finish your dinner. Let me try." Shigaraki's eyes widened as he watched the scene unfold before him, shoveling food into his mouth at lightning speed. You activated your quirk, spreading it wide like a shield to protect you and Shigaraki. Machia stomped on you with all his might, sending shockwaves through the air and the ground. The force of his blow made you feel like you were being crushed under a mountain. You gritted your teeth and held your ground, protecting Shigaraki from the onslaught.

"It does not feel there," Machia growled. You grinned. Nothing alive can enter your quirk. It causes a force field effect that causes the other to feel numbness in their limbs. You stood a little straighter, feeling the triumph course through you. But then he lifted his foot again, and you felt the impact of his stomp through your quirk. You were sent crashing into the ground, your endcaps screeching in agonized pain. You felt a surge of panic as you realized you were entirely at his mercy. Stomping on you is something that you felt through your quirk, making your endcaps screech in utter agony; raw power can beat you. It is something you hand never experienced before. You tried to keep your composure, even as you felt a cold chill of fear creep up your spine. You forced a grin, hoping Shigaraki wouldn't notice your unease.

"Can't feel. Does not mean it is not there," Machia scoffed menacingly, his eyes narrowing. Ignoring her husband and swatting away Twice's Shigaraki doubles, his gaze was fixed on Shigaraki. Suddenly Machia starts to burrow. Your heart races in a panic. Under your feet is a weak spot you have been unable to resolve. You are not immune to your own quirk. You lose it mentally and cringe in fear. Shigaraki, who finally finished and reached out to grab you around the waist. Your training kicked in, and you captured him back, using your new legs to leap at heights the others couldn't reach. You panted heavily, your face a mask of shock, when you saw Shigaraki grinning manically.

"Thanks," Shigaraki graveled.

You can see the rage and joy in Shigaraki's eyes as he fights, jumping off the ledge and flying toward Machia. He's determined to prove to Machia that he is the next king and will never be his equal. You can only watch helplessly as the fight escalates, feeling powerless to do anything but slump, rest, and be tossed aside. You can only hope that neither of them will be seriously injured. The last time you felt this was Shiketsu High. Suddenly, Machia lunges forward, his fist flying toward Shigaraki's face. He quickly twists mid-air from Machia's attack, smacking the fist and decaying a portion of Machia's fingers that quickly regenerate. Machia retaliates with a powerful kick, sending him flying across the clearing. Shigaraki quickly recovers, landing on his feet like a sleek cat, and charges towards him, throwing a flurry of slaps, each narrowly missing him. Until Shigaraki sets both hands on the ground, decaying the ground. Sako is popping rocks to appear and help keep the rest of the League in the air. It was a ballet of violence you missed. How did he move like that? The soft Shigaraki you knew wouldn't have been able to pull off a move like that a week ago. You barely heard Toga. She asked you if you were ok, but you didn't care about anything but the dance. You grip Toga with a mad laugh.

"I didn't think I could fall in love again. Don't be afraid! The dance of death is as old as time, and we all have to waltz at some point. Trust your heart!" You said this as you jumped too.

Opening your quirk at your bent knees, you unleash a powerful force that slams into Machia's face, sending him staggering backward. Compress throws a rock covered with living moss at your feet, providing you with a perfect launch pad. With your false legs, you could sink into your quirk and pass out from the intense vibration of pain coursing through your body, but with Sako's help, you all can remain air born.

The fight is quick and hard, and you feel a thrill you haven't felt in a long time. You have the most experience of everyone in a real fight, but even you are learning new things with this new family. You never felt more in love as you embrace the adrenaline coursing through your veins. This is precisely what you've been missing, a real fight. You honestly love every part of this and hoped it would go on forever.

You are panting from your last fight with Machia, your quirk growing stronger, and learning new ways to use it that you can only find with an enemy like Machia. Your husband keeps Machia off you while you rest when some asshole bops you on the head with some paper. You quickly open your quirk, and you're ready to punch off the head of whoever dared to touch you. You freeze in shock as you realize it's Shigaraki. He shoves an AU interview letter and a positive pregnancy test in your face, causing your stomach to drop and the water you were guzzling to come up in a puke. You can barely comprehend the words coming out of his mouth, but you know one thing for certain. Your life is about to change drastically.

"We need to talk," Shigaraki rasps with an evil grin. An hour later, you are hugging everyone goodbye. The sun is setting as you say your final goodbyes. Sako takes your hand and leads you to the road, where he will return the road to give you your SUV. You can feel his eyes searching for answers, but you don't have the strength to meet his gaze. You can feel the tension between you, the unasked questions, the unspoken words. You both stand in silence for a moment before he finally speaks.

"You told everyone that you had an opportunity to be a spy. That is greatly needed since those UA brats have been poking their nose in our business. But I suspect there is more than that. I wish you would tell me why you're leaving," he says softly. You turn away, not wanting him to see the tears in your eyes.

"I can't," you whisper. "I know you're curious, but this is something I have to do," I reply. "There's more to this than meets the eye. It's a chance to make a real difference, and I can't pass it up. I can't tell you why I'm leaving, but I promise you it's for the best."

He takes your hands in his and holds them tightly. "Please," he pleads. You swallow hard, struggling to find the words.

"It's just something I have to do," you finally manage, your voice trembling. He looks at you for a long, tense moment, his eyes searching your face for answers. You can feel his hands trembling in yours, his grip gradually tightening. You know he can sense something is wrong, and the thought of it terrifies you. You are a coward. You cannot even bring yourself to tell him the truth. That you are pregnant, most likely with twins, your quirk always makes it twins. You wanted to be sure before you came to him with that news. The conversation with Shigaraki was ominous. Remembering it made your mouth snap shut with a shudder of fear. He releases your hands in disbelief that you are really not going to tell him, and you can see the hurt in his eyes. You know he can feel it too. The distance between you grows further and further apart with every passing moment.

"I understand," he says. The tears that you've been fighting finally spill over. You force a smile and take a deep breath.

"Thank you," you whisper. Sako pulls you into a tight embrace, and you let yourself cry. After a few moments, he pulls away and looks down at you.

"You know I'm here for you, no matter what," he says. You nod, taking his words to heart and feeling deeply guilty. You look into his eyes and give him a small smile.

"I know," you say.

"You can do whatever you need to with your mouth. Prison and spy rules are similar," He smiles back, takes your hand, and kisses your wedding ring with love, "Go." He says. You take one last look at him before getting into your car. He stands in the fading light, watching you drive away.

You parked in the driveway and cried. No one else may forgive you. The whole League may end up despising you for crushing Sako or Shigaraki's heart or for driving a wedge through them. But your mother will never turn her back on you. She will hold you close as you spill your heart out. Every. Single. Thing. How it was your fault, your sister was murdered, how you profited from villains and the galleries, how you became part of the villains. How you cheated on Sako, now you are expecting and don't know who the Father is, how you must take the UA job so maybe, just maybe, you can keep Sako's love and keep him safe. Her eyes fill with tears as she realizes the weight of your confession, and she pulls you closer, whispering: "It's going to be alright. I'm here for you, and I always will be. You're not alone. I will always love you. But I am disappointed in you." The only way a mother can. Your heart may break, but she will not reject you.

You are thrown off. Your Mom didn't come running out. You find the hidden key and slowly walk up the driveway, feeling a sense of dread wash over you. You reached the door, your hands trembling as you tried to fit the key into the lock. Tears streaming down your face, you finally opened the door. You expected your Mom to be there to greet you with a hug, but instead, the house was silent. You stood in the entryway, disappointment and sadness overwhelming you.

Tears streamed down your face as you quickly realized the magnitude of your mistake. You walked into the house and froze in surprise. Everywhere you looked, the décor had changed. Your mother and Father's belongings were no longer in the main bedroom. Pictures of you and your sister were scrapbooked and incomplete on the dining room table. When you walked into the room you shared with your sister, the one that held her ashes, you were met with a nursery. Your heart sinks.

Things started to click into place like clockwork slowly. How could you have been so stupid? Dabi. Dabi had smirked and been looking for her. (snap) The villain preacher at your wedding. Sako smiled and said not to worry. (snap) Your trustful floating feeling between Sako that first night. That same feeling with Shigaraki when he handed you the drug. (SNAP!) Those fuckers!

You have had plenty of trauma with your Mom. She can get away with being fucked up. Those two drugged and fucked you under the influence. You gasp. Looking at the room. (snap) Your Mom was in on it. (Snap) the birth control. Shigaraki was sneering about quirk breeding!

"Oh, my god. How dumb," you cry and laugh hysterically. What you felt was utter betrayal and then….freedom. All your stress was tied to a red balloon. It was a brick stress, and you did not think the balloon could handle it. But it turns out the balloon is as fucked up as you. A wave of relief as you laughed harder. You don't have to feel guilty. Re-heating leftovers and re-watching Tootsie until your Mom came home.

"This does not age well," you said to the empty room. Your heart pounded as the seconds dragged by, and your mother still hadn't come home. You had tried calling her and texting her, but no response. Panic began to set in, and desperation drove you to send frantic messages to Sako, Dabi, Shigaraki, Toga, and Twice throughout the night, yet none responded. You were utterly exhausted from the sleepless night of worry and fear but couldn't give in. You had to maintain your composure and plaster a smile on your face as you sat in front of Principal Nezu, the most intelligent creature on the planet. Your heart raced in fear that he might be able to see through your façade and discover your deceit. The rest of the committee was nothing to be impressed by. Midnight was a vapid harlot, All Might was a himbo of the highest degree, and Gun Quirk was a skill any bored American could master.

In comparison, they were mere pebbles, gravel that paved to Nezu, only meant to be stepped on. As soon as he stepped into the room, it seemed like the air was sucked out, and all that was left was a paralyzing fear. Just one glance from him made you weak in the knees and filled your stomach with dread. Nezu was a force to be reckoned with. He could see through you. The greatest risk factor was Nezu.

"Tell us? How did you mentally cope with Stain cutting off your legs?" Nezu asked. Your smile twitched, but it did not falter.

"Oh, Nezu! You almost sound like an American! So blunt, if only I were older," you grinned, pretending to like tea. Nezu's chuckle echoed through the room as if charmed, but you cannot rely on that. Suddenly, a ping from your cell pierced the awkward silence, sending a shiver of dread down your spine. You could feel your hands shaking as you reluctantly reached for your phone; your entire body tensed with anxiety. It took all your strength not to look at the message and silence your phone.

"Sorry for that. Well!" you began, stress mounting more that the text came from Dabi of all people.

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Line Without A Hook

Pairing: Peeta Mellark x Reader

Synopsis: Peeta freaks out when you get hurt in the arena and gets teased for how much he takes care of you (catching fire arena)

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Peeta had barely gotten out the words “stay by me” when the cornucopia on the island starting to spin. Tributes flew off and fell into the water as others struggled to grip on to whatever they could.

“It moves?” Finnick shouted to no one in particular as he gripped the first arm he could see through the salt water spray. The arm belonged to Peeta, who looked to his side and panicked when he realized you were no longer there.

“Where did Y/n go?” Peeta shouted over the sound of the waves.

“I think she went over by the weapons.” Finnick shouted back as the dial began to rotate faster. Peeta looked into the center and saw Johanna and Mags struggling to stay aboard but no sign of you.

“Well she’s not there anymore.” Peeta shouted back as his anxiety grew.

“I’m kinda busy here, Peeta. I don’t know where your girlfriend went.” Finnick replied.

“There!” Wiress called and pointed towards one of the arms. Peeta followed her finger and saw you fighting with one of the careers on the edge of a spinning arm. You were winning the fight until another career threw an axe your way and got you right in the rib cage. Peeta just about lost his mind when he saw you go limp and fall into the water. He let go of the center and grabbed the first weapon he could see before sprinting toward where you had been.

“DON’T TOUCH HER.” He shouted as he threw his weapon at the career you had been fighting. It buried in his chest and sent him flying into the water. Peeta then dove into the water and forced his eyes open in an effort to find you. He followed the wavering trail of blood until he found your body floating in the water. By the time he pulled you to the surface, the dial had stopped spinning. Finnick helped him pull you out of the water and tried to give you CPR but Peeta pushed him out of the way. He did chest compressions and mouth to mouth as tears fell from his eyes and onto your face. Finally, your eyes opened and you coughed up some water. Peeta gently rolled you on your side so that you could get it all out and held your hand when you were done.

“Y/n? Are you okay, sweetheart?” Peeta asked as he held your hand to his lips and kissed the back of it.

“Peeta?” You coughed out.

“I’m here. Are you okay?” He asked again and brushed your wet hair off your face.

“I’m okay. It’s just a knick.” You said and winced from the pain of the wound in your side.

“I watched it happen. It was a lot more than a knick. And you’re still bleeding.”

“It’s fine. I just do that sometimes.” You tried to wave it off but Peeta was not budging.

“Come here. We gotta get you off this thing.” Peeta looked at the cornucopia angrily before carefully lifting you off the ground. He and Finnick brought you back to the beach and helped you lay down on the sand.

“Really. I’m okay.” You tried to assure Peeta once you were on the ground again.

“Let me see how bad it is.” He said and tried to rip your suit around the wound.

“Peeta, I’m fine.” You insisted and pushed his hand away.

“You’re not fine. Just let me see.” He pleaded. You knew he wasn’t gonna let it go so you sighed and unzipped the back of your suit. You’re gingerly rolled it down to your waist, leaving you in the black bikini top you had underneath. It was the least amount of clothing Peeta had ever seen you in so he blushed and adverted his eyes at first.

“How bad is it?” You asked him, making him snap back to the moment. He looked at the wound on your side and relaxed a little when he found it wasn’t nearly as bad as he thought.

“It looks worse than it really is. We just need to get it clean.”

“We?” You raised an eyebrow.

“You took care of me once. And I’m not gonna let you die from infection after everything you’ve survived.”

“But-“

“Just shut up and let me take care of you?” Peeta whined.

“Okay.” You smiled softly. “Fine.”

Peeta returned the smile before carefully picking you up. He walked into the water with you in his arms and went deep enough that the salt water could clean your wound. You winced and arched your back to stay out of the water.

“Sorry. I know it hurts.” Peeta apologized and bent his knees to put you back in the water.

“It really hurts. I want to get out.” You told him and flinched when a wave stung your side.

“Not yet. You have to keep it clean.” Peeta said sympathetically. You gripped his shoulder and hissed in pain as he dunked you in again.

“Look at them.” Finnick snorted and nodded towards you and Peeta.

“You think it’s real?” Johanna asked as she sharpened her axe with another knife.

“What?”

“The whole lovelorn star crossed lovers plot. Think it’s all an act?” Johanna asked as she watched the two of you in the water with the sun beginning to set behind you.

“I used to.” Finnick replied.

“Used to?”

“Yeah. I thought it was an act at first. I think we all did. But that boy loves her.” Finnick said most assuredly.

“Okay. That’s enough.” Peeta decided and carried you back to the shore.

“I can walk.” You chuckled when he continued to carry you up the beach.

“I know.” He said simply and continued carrying you. He gently laid you down by the rest of your group and knelt beside you.

“I need something to cover this.” He realized and looked around but all he saw was sand.

“Can you please get me some leaves from the jungle?” Peeta asked Johanna.

“Get them yourself.” She scoffed.

“I can’t leave her. Please, just help me this once.” Peeta asked again.

“Peeta, it’s okay. Really. You can go.” You assured him by taking his hand and squeezing it. He blushed when you did this and nodded his head.

“I’ll be right back.” He promised before running off into the jungle. He returned shortly after with a couple leaves and water in a coconut shell.

“I got some leaves and water. Can you sit up?”

“Yeah. Thank you.” You smiled in appreciation as you painfully sat up. Peeta held the coconut shell to your lips and helped you sip some water before using the leaves to create a bandage for your wound. The sun had set below the horizon at that point and you were definitely ready to go to sleep.

“You can sleep. I’ll keep first watch.” Peeta said as he read your mind. You usually protested and let others sleep first, but you were too tired to do that today.

“Thank you. Wake me up in a few hours so you can sleep too.” You told him as you laid down on the sand. Peeta sat beside you until the morning came and when you woke up, you realized he was in the same exact position as he was when you had fallen asleep.

“Hey.” You said through a yawn that hurt to complete. You winced and touched your side as you tried to sit up. Peeta put a hand on your back to help you sit up and immediately handed you a coconut shell full of water. You smiled graciously at him and drank the whole thing.

“When did you sleep last night?” You asked when you were done.

“I don’t know. Sometimes after-“

“He didn’t.” Finnick cut him off. You looked at Peeta for an explanation and he was red with embarrassment.

“What? You didn’t sleep?” You asked and smacked his arm.

“I tried to take over after I got a few hours but lover boy didn’t let me. He said he needed to make sure you didn’t bleed out.” Finnick continued as he headed towards the water to fish for some breakfast.

“P, you need to sleep. I was fine.” You said and shook his arm.

“I was too. I wasn’t tired.” Peeta replied and you knew he was lying. You gave him a look but he just looked to the side.

“I’m really okay. The salt water helped.” You tried to assure him.

“Oh, yeah. Salt water. We have to keep it clean.” Peeta remembered and stood up. Before you could protest, he scooped you up and carried you to the water. You didn’t complain this time even though it hurt to be in the water. You knew he just needed to take care of you or else he’d lose his mind with worrying. Once he was satisfied, he carried you back to the beach and gently laid you down.

“Are you hungry?” He asked once you were back on the sand.

“I’m all right.” You answered.

“Are you hungry?” Johanna mocked Peeta’s voice in a high pitched manner. You looked at her angrily as Peeta turned red.

“Instead of mocking me, why don’t you do something to help?” He said to her.

“Help how? No one else can get near her because of you. You should’ve seen the way he was watching you last night. I don’t think I ever saw him blink.” Johanna snorted. You looked over at Peeta and he was looking down at his hands with embarrassment. You put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed it endearingly.

“It’s nice that Peeta cares so much. He’s right about infection. A lot of people have died from it in these games before they even realize what’s going on.” You defended him, making him smile at you.

“Oh, give me a break.” Johanna groaned. “Why don’t you two make out some more and get us some sponsors?”

“Yeah. Put on a show so we can eat.” Finnick laughed. Peeta shifted uncomfortably and you felt bad for him. You knew your fake relationship was a sensitive subject for him and now he had to listen to his allies mock it.

“Stop it.” You stated. “We’re not doing that.”

“Please? Just say your vows again in front of the camera. I’m starving.” Johanna whined.

“Then go hunt.” You snapped.

“Come on. What’s the point of being allies with the star crossed lovers if you’re not gonna kiss and get us some parachutes?” Finnick asked with a teasing smile.

“I know. I thought we’d at least get something when Peeta nearly lost his mind after not being able to find you for-what was it- two minutes? I thought his head was gonna explode.” Johanna added on.

“So did I.” Finnick agreed. “If you think about it, we don’t even have to kill the other tributes. Let’s just hide Y/n for a few hours and let Peeta kill everyone while he tries to find her.”

“Leave him alone. No more jokes.” You ordered all while Peeta stayed silently looking out at the waves. Everyone was quiet for a minute and you assumed the jokes were finally done. Peeta looked at you and smiled sadly so you took his hand and squeezed it.

“If they show us how they made that baby, I bet the Capital would send us a feast.” Johanna said to cut the silence. Finnick burst out laughing, making Peeta get up and walk away. You watched him walk into the jungle before looking at Johanna and Mason angrily.

“Look what you did. Why’d you have to tease him?” You asked and smacked Finnicks arm.

“Sorry. Go check on him. Tell loverboy I didn’t mean to make him cry.” Finnick pouted teasingly. You rolled your eyes at him and got up off the floor.

“You guys don’t know him. He’s a lot stronger than you give him credit for. Don’t forget that he won his games.” You said in Peeta’s defense. That left Johanna and Finnick silent as you walked off into the jungle in the direction Peeta had gone in. You found him using the spile to get some more water from you. You weren’t even thirsty from how often he’d been getting you water but you weren’t about to tell him that.

“Hey.” You said as you approached him.

“Hey. I was getting you some water.” Peeta said without looking at you. You could tell he was upset by what the others had been and you hated that you couldn’t even talk about it without the cameras picking it up.

“Thank you.” You smiled softly at him as you took the water.

“If you’re hungry, I can go pick some stuff. I know Finnicks been catching a lot of fish so if you need something sweeter, I can try and go find a berry bush.” He offered and still didn’t look in your eyes. You took him face and turned his head so that he had to look at you. He finally looked into your eyes and smiled sadly.

“Thank you.” You said sincerely. “But really, I’m really okay. You don’t have to worry about me.”

“I know. I’m sorry. I know you can take care of yourself.”

“I can. But I appreciate you taking care of me. I just don’t want you to worry about me so much. We all need to be on high alert. I can’t be taking up your thoughts all the time.”

“But you do.” He said with a sad smile. You smiled back before pulling him into a hug. He hugged you back and was careful not to put his hands anywhere near your wound.

“I’m sorry they were teasing you.” You said into his ear.

“It’s okay. I deserve it for being so sensitive.”

“I like that you’re sensitive. It’s one of my favorite qualities of yours.” You told him as you pulled out of the bush but kept your arms around him.

“One of?” He raised an eyebrow.

“I like your banana bread too.” You replied, making him roll his eyes.

“Oh great. She likes my banana bread.” He chuckled. “That’s not one of my qualities.”

“I know. But I think about it all the time. I smell it sometimes in my dreams.”

“I’ll make you some when we go home. Your own loaf.” He promised you.

“I can’t wait.” You said through a sad laugh. You knew there was no possibility of that happening, but it made you happy to imagine anyway.

“Do you think we’ll go home?” Peeta asked after a beat of silence.

“I don’t know. We did last time.”

“Yeah but what are the chances of that happening again?” He said quietly.

“I try not to think about it.” You admitted.

“Me too. That’s why I spend so much time thinking about you.” Peeta replied. You looked into his puppy dog eyes for a while and stayed in comfortable silence. Peeta stared at you and touched your hair to keep himself grounded.

“I killed that guy.” Peeta said suddenly in a quiet voice.

“The one who attacked me?”

“Yeah. Him. I threw an axe at him. I could’ve just punched him but I didn’t. I went for the kill.”

“Why?” You wondered. You weren’t mad, it just wasn’t like Peeta to kill someone.

“Because he attacked you.” Peeta said simply.

“I didn’t think I’d ever see you kill.”

“I didn’t either.” He admitted. “Do you think differently of me?”

“No. As long as you don’t try to kill me now that you’ve tasted your first blood.” You joked.

“I would never hurt you.” Peeta said sincerely.

“Oh, I know. I was just kidding.” You assured him.

“I know. I just…I don’t think you understand what you mean to me. I saw that guy put his hands on you and I just lost it. I saw red. I’ve never been so scared in my life. I thought he was gonna take you from me.” Peeta’s voice cracked on the last part so you pulled him back into a hug. You swayed back and forth and rubbed his back to calm him down.

“Hey, hey, hey. I’m okay. You saved me.” You said in his ear.

“I can’t lose you.” He sniffled and hugged you tighter.

“You won’t.”

“I can’t.” He repeated. “So when I’m a pain about keeping your wound clean or drinking some water, please just listen to me. I need to know that you’re okay.”

“Okay. I can do that.” You assured him.

“You better. Because I swear to God, if you die-“

You cut Peeta off by pulling out of the hug to kiss him instead. Peeta stiffened for a moment at the unexpected contact but then melted into the kiss. The kiss didn’t last very long because Peeta got in his head about the motive behind the kiss.

“You don’t have to kiss me if you don’t want to.” He pulled away to whisper to you.

“I know that.” You said simply and reconnected his lips in a kiss. Peeta cupped your face to keep you close as he kissed you back. His insecurities melted away into the kiss and he let himself believe you really did feel the same.

“Hey, lovebirds. Get a room or join us for breakfast.” Finnick called from the beach. You pulled out of the kiss and rested your forehead against his.

“I wish he’d leave us alone.” Peeta sighed.

“I got this.” You told Peeta and turned to Finnick.

“I thought you wanted to see how we made the baby?” You called back. You could hear Finnick laugh as he walked back to the water to catch more fish. All while Peeta was a blushing mess over what you were implying.

“You hungry?” You asked Peeta once you were alone again.

“Can we just stay here for a while?” He asked you. You smiled and nodded your head to show him you weren’t going anywhere.

“As long as you want.”

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