#dont worry she put the camera down safely

[joshhere911]

Some personal saiki headcanons !!! (Mostly stim related ! )

saiki stims . Its very minutely , but i believe his stims center mostly around his hands cus yk most of his powers come from his hands, but its also bc of that his powers come from his hands that he tries Not to stim in fear that it might accidentally active a power

I think, like kusuke , his fingers do a sort of drumming and tapping but unlike kuusuke he keeps his hands down and mostly out of sight !

he's suuper embarrassed by it, so maybe he uses a mild hypnosis on himself so it appears like his hands are prim and perfect and straight Or: his fingers drum too fast that they are perceived normal when rlly theyre just too fast to notice that theyre going too fast yk ?

I like to think that for times when he reaches his limits or his emotions are getting the best of him, he pretends to sleep and astral projects so he can safely stim Bigger . Just saiki stimming !!

I think he probably most definitely does it more around nendou . Yes this correlates with my ramble where him and nendou are like destined besties I DONT CARE THEY ARE SILLY !! He probably puts in less effort to cover up his finger drumming and maybe even gives his legs little wiggles and overly straightens his clothes too often (both from paranoia of look unkempt and a need for stimulation)

Nendou DEFinitely notices, bc hes perceptive but clueless , and he definitely gives saiki some stim toys . Some are more yk loud and attract attention, but others are more subtle for his fingers to fiddle with and get more sensory . Saiki prefers to stick with the smaller ones but in sillier moments he uses the eye catching ones (he always makes sure hes alone . Most of the time hes in the bathroom (bc yk paranoia of cameras in his room and stuff bc kusuke <3) )

Nendou also definitely unintentionally helps saiki stim !! Nendou does "partner stims" with saiki, which include grabbing his hands and moving them around or grabbing saiki and pulling him into a bone crushing hug (saiki doesnt reciprocate it at all but it doesnt stop nendo . saiki appreciates the added weight, even if it just feels like a bag of oranges on his body), fiddling with his fingers or poking st saikis face and shoulders , and just generally bothering him . Saiki doesnt bother to stop it, not only because nendo is impossibly stubborn but also bc he gets the stimulation he needs without having everyone looking at Him and instead looking st Nendou and thinking "why is this guy doing all that for ??"

Eventually, his friends catch on and stsrt doing it as well!! Maybe its a little miscommunication because yk saiki never talks and nendou is an idiot, so some think its stimming(peobably psykickers and whoever akechi rambles to) while others believe its saiki accepting more touch (everyone else)

Kaidou starts with fiddling with one or two of saikis fingers, and when hes in JBW mode he squeezes saikis shoulder but typically keeps his hands off him because hes worried the black best power in his arm might hurt saiki . Or something

Hairo tries to get saiki into more critical thinking games or more physical activities, he doesn't necessarily touch him other than his usual go to (hand on shoulder) but he believes saiki has energy thst needs an output . Saiki reluctantly obliges .

Teruhashi seems like the type to become more touchy with saiki, but she is actually the one who recognizes that its a more stim behavior . Shes the most perfect pretty girl, she Has to know why her classmate is more accepting of stimulating motions lately !! In the end, nothing really changes, but she does recognize that her horde of fans and the noise they bring bother saiki, so she tries to keep them away as much as possible when she goes up to him

Aren starts roughousing with him, bc he Also has a lot of energy that needs an output . Saiki doesnt mind, he could easily overpower him, so he tries his best to be gentle with him . And Try he does LMAO but that just makes Kubo' more riled up until theyre both limp on the ground. Saiki hasnt broken a sweat . His face is towards the ground though, legs tangled with Kubo's whose face is also facing the ground and panting and exhausted . Theyre both smiling idiots .

Saiko brings him shiny stuff , stuff visually appealing to the eye that is easy to mess around with to look at . Chiyo brings in snacks for him to try that are similar to coffee jelly, trying to get him to "branch out" of his safe food . Mera, at the cafe, makes sure hes more secluded so he feels safe to stim more in public places .

The psikickers treat him normally ! Akechi goes on his long rambles, sometimes choosing to do topics relating to saikis stimming, toritsuka is still a perv but makes sure no ghosts are harmed when saiki astral peojects (they never are, he just likes making sure that the ghosts he gets info from are still okay), and aiura still calls him babe and looks at the future . They are the same compared to everyone else adjusting to saikis needs of stimulation, and that provides saiki comfort and even helps him when he gets overwhelmed with everyones change .

(He never admits it, but the adjustment in his friends truly does loosen him up and lower his gaurd . Not as good as an electric shock i bet, but infinitely better than calling kusuke to have him shock saiki . )

Finally moving away from stimming !! My bad i wasnt expecting my brain to run away from me :D

Saiki definitely has a couple beauty marks . Due to his mind control making him appear normal nobody notices for a Hot Minute, but the moment his gaurd goes Slightly lower, there they are . Theres one near his lip and his cheek , and probably 2 on his neck.

Beauty marks are SO pretty he deserves it

I think he also deserves a bit of pudge too, just a softness to his arms belly and thigh area . Especially after the volcano, when he no longer has to train so much to stop it and with all the coffee jelly he ests on a regular

His friends have a kuniharu hate club . Send tweet

Saiki is a Very avid listener when it comes to his friends . This is technically canon, considering the whole dark reunion thing with kaido and saiki following the storyline, but still ! Sometimes they find it a little freaky that he remembers conversations from a yesr or two prior from when they were letting their mouth run out of boredom and saiki at the time seemed a little annoyed but not walking away, but overall find it endearing . Its just saiki being a tsundere as usual <3

(Its mainly cause his friends stories and useless rambling are better to focus his telepathy on rather than the gajillion other voices in his 200m radius. He doesnt really want to listen to then, but sometimes everyone else is So annoying and if Kaidou starts rambling to him about the dark reunion rules or where they are in the storyline , then he will gladly listen to him intently and try to block out everyone not important) (and if that helps him choose gifts, then so be it)

Saiki hates spending the night at other peoples houses !! He tries to avoid it as much as possible, because sleeping in an unfamiliar neighborhood and unfamiliar voices in his head, is not as comforting as one thinks . He would rather be wary of cameras he Knows are there, than be wary of cameras he Doesnt know are there . If there are any . He cant risk it !!

#saiki k #the disastrous life of saiki k. #kusuo saiki #saiki no psi nan #saiki #saiki headcanons #stimming #a LOT of stimming #my bad most of this is about stimming #my brain thought of the first one and it proceeded to brain rot for another hour #need saiki with beauty marks #wait !! im an artist !! I could make saiki w beauty marks !! #i love saiki and his friends #i mention nendo too much #nendou saiki k #nendou riki

[buckychristwrites]

omg i love the idea of the reader being a fellow sportsman! i would love for you to bring my two favourite things together (f1 and jamie tartt) and write a little something about jamie with an f1 driver reader? love how quickly you are getting these out, it’s honestly a skill

sorry if this sounds like i know nothing about f1 because i dont but i TRIED

"Jamie, Jamie! Are you here to see your girlfriend?"

"Obviously," He said, looking at the camera with a dumbfounded look. "Why else would I be here?"

"What do you say about the people who continue to doubt her in her skills?"

Jamie grabbed the microphone, pulling it close.

"I say fuck them." He smiled. "She proves them wrong everytime, anyway."

Despite the continued questioning from the press, Jamie put his sunglasses back and continued to walk through Silverstone Circuit. When he saw the blue and orange, indicating the Team McLaren car, his smile widened.

"Oi!" He shouted over the sounds of the cars being worked on. You spun around, surprised and elated to see him.

"Babe!" You shouted, running over and throwing your arms around him. He hugged you tightly, his eyes closed as he buried his face into your shoulder. Fuck, did he miss you.

"What are you doing here?"

"To wish ya luck," He said. "Tell ya I love ya." You planted a deep kiss on his mouth.

"I love you. Thank you," You said quietly. He leaned his forehead into yours.

"Be safe, please."

He was always worried about you when you raced, but he knew better than trying to talk you out of racing. It would be like if you tried to talk him out of football. It was ingrained in you. So all he could do was hope. He brought hand to your cheek, his thumb running up and down your skin. You gave a small kiss to the tip of his nose.

"Of course."

#jamie tartt #jamie tartt x reader #jamie tartt imagine #jamie tartt fanfiction #jamie tartt headcanon #ricciardhoe3 #answered

[happilychaengs]

Chaeyoung - To the Stars

i dont even know where this story came from i zoned out for 30 minutes in class and i somehow wrote this (no proofread) -r-

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you groaned as you heard the sound coming from outside your window. you groggily got up and walked over to your window before spotting a girl in a blue denim jacket with a handful of rocks in her hand. she constantly kept chucking rocks at your window before her eyes widened as she saw you standing there.

you rubbed your eyes awake and took a second look at the girl. who you thought was some homeless person turned out to be your chaeyoung, your girlfriend of 3 years. you took ahold of your window and moved it up, allowing her to see you better.

"y/n!" she whisper shouted

"what are you doing here chae? it's so late!"

"come down! let's go somewhere!"

"what?" you mumbled as you turned around looking for a clock, "its... 2 in the morning!"

shrugging her shoulders, she kept going, "so what? i know a perfect spot to go! c'mon!"

you let out a long sigh as you knew that she wouldn't be going anywhere once she's like this but you also knew your parents would kill you if you ever left this early in the morning.

as if she was reading your mind she tossed another rock getting your attention, "stop worrying about your parents, let's go!"

reluctantly, you went to get a sweater from your closet and tossed it on, ready to go god knows where. you mean, it wasn't the first time this has happened and you were sure it wasn't the last. following your set routine, you quickly made a makeshift dummy with your pillows and put it under the sheets, making sure your parents wouldn't suspect you were gone.

walking quickly to your window sill, you carefully maneuvered out the window and closed it, making your way down, and climbing slowly making sure to watch where your feet were planted. though you were sure you'd be fine even if you fell when chaeyoung was watching you with such an intense gaze

when you'd gotten down safely, she engulfed you in a long hug, catching you off guard making you yelp when you felt how cold her hands were on the back of your neck, "chae! you're freezing!"

"you can warm me up..." she mumbled in your neck. the hug lasted almost a solid minute before she quickly realized why she was even standing your backyard in the first place. she let go of you and dragged you by your hand to her car.

"where are we even going?"

"you'll see! don't worry your pretty little head about it!"

when you got into the car, you were hit by the scent of sweet strawberries making your nerves calm down a little from the climb down. you leaned back in the reclining chair before looking at chaeyoung fiddling with the aux cord.

"what do you want to listen to?"

you shrugged your shoulders, "up to you. whatever you want to listen to."

she mumbled something under her breath, probably something about your music taste, before playing a classical piece you couldn't recognize.

the drive there was just as you expected. it was just you and chaeyoung sitting in silence comfortable enough with each other's presence, accompanied with now what you could tell was Für Elise playing in the background. along the way, you eventually fell asleep considering how early you woke up but you felt someone shake your shoulders as the car came to a halt.

"hey, hey y/n! we're here!"

your eyes slowly opened as you shook your head slightly and stared out the window, seeing nothing but trees and darkness. "we are literally in the middle of nowhere."

she shook her head as she confidently spoke, "nuh-uh! just follow me! you'll see what I'm talking about soon!"

once again, you reluctantly opened the car door and already saw chaeyoung run up a hill with a small picnic box and a polaroid camera in her hands. when did she even get that ready?

before you would lose sight of her, you quickly caught up, seeing her lay down a blanket on the ground. she turned back around to you and gave you a smile that was barely visible from how dark it was, "come over here!"

you jogged over before she patted the ground next to her. you sat down shortly after as you felt her loop her arm around your shoulders, holding you close.

"why are we even here?" you mumbled, "if you wanted to cuddle, we could've done this at home..."

"you'll see. give it... like one more minute." she said even though she had no indication of the time at all. gut feeling was what she would've called it.

as you were busy doubting her, you saw a blue speck whizz through your peripheral vision. chaeyoung had a bright smile as she told you to look forward and towards the sky.

when you had moved your head up, the empty sky was soon filled with a flurry of different colors flying through the sky. some blue, yellow red. it was a sight to behold. the lights quickly streaked across the sky, almost like it was making line art on a canvas.

as you were watching in awe, you heard a quick 'click' making you turn your head back around. you hadn't even noticed chaeyoung had let go of you at all and now she was on the floor behind you, polaroid camera up to her face as she took a picture of you along with the light show behind you.

"chae..." you let out a content sigh as you looked back up at the sky, "this was amazing."

"aren't you glad you listened to me?" she whispered, making her way back to you and holding you closely.

you nodded your head as you kept staring at the now dark night sky, the comets finally passing you. the sky clear with no moon to be seen.

"y'know..." you dragged on, "that'll be you one day. you're going to be up there among the stars."

"we'll be up there." she corrected you, "i'm never leaving you. not in a lifetime. not ever."

#twice fluff #twice imagines #twice reactions #twice scenarios #son chaeyoung #twice chaeyoung #twice son chaeyoung #twice #fluff #imagine #girl group scenarios #chaeyoung x reader

[that-one-random-writer]

Chicken Feed Chapter 2

Enemies to lovers/fake marriage (Spy!)Bradley Bradshaw x (Spy!) Reader

Summary: Bradley is on a mission with you, a russian spy, to collect information on the Chinese government. His identity is changed to Miles Teller, yours Jane Teller. Just an all-American newlywed couple on a honeymoon to China.

⚠️- violence, gore, death, smut, smut-ual situations throughout. Government inaccuracies

Chapter 1. Next Chapter. Masterlist

You walked next to Miles. He has both bags carrying them. You walk past people. "Honey, look at the flowers, aren't they pretty?" You smile brightly, walking past them, making sure to speak loud enough for others to hear your endearment.

"Yes, but not as pretty as you." Miles says while entering through the doors you following behind.

You both stood in line, waiting to check in. You didn't want any unnecessary contact. Your arms were comfortably by your side, playing with the strap on your purse.

"Mr. Miles and Mrs. Jane Teller." Miles spoke as the attendant waved you both up.

"Okay..." she trailed typing on the computer. "You two are in suite 64. Here are your key cards." She sat the cards on the counter. "Enjoy your stay." She waved.

"Thank you." You called back with a smile gently across your lips. Your curves rocked back and forth toward the elevator, miles followed behind you.

You both stood in the elevator quietly. The doors open, the hallway is a short walk, you both walk up to the door, and he unlocks it. You rush to the windows, closing them. He closes the door. He picks up a card left with code words written in cursive. "There was an agent here earlier to sweep. It's safe."

You roll your eyes mumbling in Russian something Miles couldn't understand. You walk around with a light that was issued by your agency. It could detect any surveillance. You found a small camera light shining in a cabinet door in the bathroom. You ripped it away and stomped on it on the floor. You saw another in the light above the shower. You raised your middle finger before ripping it from the wire, disabling it, too.

You step out finally paying attention to the room. "Where's the other bed?" You asked quietly, and anger filled your body.

Miles sat on the bed that was covered in rose petals. The honey moon suite was littered with roses and hearts. It would be beautiful in any normal circumstance. "We are married. They weren't going to get a room that makes us look like we aren't sleeping together. I don't want to be anywhere near you, don't worry, I'm not going to put one finger on your side." He said, pulling his glasses off and sitting them on the bedside table.

"Are you sure you wont try anything? Your agency seemed incredibly interested in my shower routine. Maybe you'll get to watch when you get back." Your voice low, making sure not to be heard through the walls. You tossed the camera at him, more Russian words exiting your lips. Miles knew they would be curses towards American men, more specifically his agency.

"I didn't know about that shit. I didn't set it up. I dont want anything to do with you. I just want to get this mission over with so I can get the hell away from the crazy Russian woman who wants me dead." He whispered aggressively.

"I don't care if you live. It's different." You mumble out.

A knock sounded at the door. "Room service."

Miles grabbed your waist, standing up tall in front of you. He leaned down with his other hand placed on your cheek as if he had just finished kissing you. "Come in." He called to the room service.

"Is it just the love birds?" The maid asked, closing the door behind her.

"Yes, just the newlyweds." He looked up at the maid.

"Good. You two need to get ready for the wedding." Miles released you knowing this was an agent.

"Wedding? You have to be fucking kidding me." Your voice straining against the anger and accent mixture.

"Don't tell me... We aren't..." Miles grabbed his forehead, sitting back on the bed.

"Miles, your tux is downstairs being prepared. Jane, your dress is in a dressing room with a makeup crew. They aren't all agents, so be aware of what you say."

"Are there cameras in the dressing you too?" You roll your eyes at the agent.

"Negative. Here are your vows. You both met at work in San Francisco. Miles, you were an airline pilot, Jane. You were a flight attendant. You both hit it off on a flight. Go get dressed. The wedding is at sunset. The after-party will have agents and civilian crashers, so watch your language." The maid then left, leaving you alone again in your own irritation with Miles.

"I swear to God, if you use tongue, you will be found dead in the morning." You snarled.

"Only in my worst nightmares." He spits back.

You grab your essentials from your purse and leave it locked in your luggage. You walk out the door being met with a pair of women.

"Come on, we came up to get you ready for the big day." The brunette said.

You smiled happily at the two. "I'm very excited. Let's go." Your voice taking the American sounds.

The two women talked about their plans as the elevator door closed, taking you down to the lobby.

Miles got up, putting his glasses back on. He groaned quietly, walking towards the door. He opened the door, and a smile gleamed from his lips, teeth showing the joy.

"Miles, sir. Follow me we have your tux ready." The man walked towards the elevator and stepped on with the 'happy' to be married man.

You sat in the salon chair. "Your fiance is so handsome. I know you're so happy." The stylist was an agent she was aware of the wig. She began pulling back strands carefully to style your hair. The makeup artists did your makeup while you sat back.

"I am very excited. I can't wait. I'm going to be married to my best friend." You spoke softly like an American woman.

"He is very cute. How did you two meet?" Your makeup artist who wasn't an agent asked.

"We met at work. He was an airline pilot. I was a flight attendant. We fell in love." You smiled at the artist.

"Wow, I need to switch jobs." She giggled.

Miles stood in front of the mirror. He adjusted his collar. "You're a lucky man. Your fiance is gorgeous." The man helped Miles tie his tie.

"Yes, she is gorgeous and kind. She's the one you know?" Miles spoke politely to the man.

"Oh I know. My woman drives me crazy, but I wouldn't change a thing. She is the love of my life." The man said finishing up Miles' tie.

You were left in the dressing room. You grabbed your light and searched quickly, not finding anything you got in your white dress. It hugged your curves. It was a beautiful dress. You walked out, allowing your stylist to help tie the corset in the back. Once she finished, you looked in the mirror. Your face showed pure love and joy. No one could see the fake behind your eyes. Your mind was far from joy. You watched the white dress dazzle in the lights. You were fighting the pain of seeing the wedding dress attached to your body. This should have been you a few years ago. Sadly, your fiance passed in the line of duty. A single tear fell down your cheek.

"Aww honey you're gorgeous. Don't cry I know it's so much when you finally marry your true love." Your make up artist hugged you close.

You accepted the hug because that's the American thing to do. "Thank you. Yes I've just been dreaming of this day my whole life." That was the one truth you told the woman.

Miles stepped out into hall. He heard music fill the outside behind the door. The doors opened and a smile grew on his face as he walked down the aisle.

Faces of agents and uninformed civilians all smiled back as he walked down into place. Bridesmaids and groomsmen stood at the front in place.

The sun just peaked over the mountains shades of pink and orange layered the sky as beautiful as a perfected acrylic painting. The crowd shifted standing up as the music faded into a soft piano instrumental. Miles' eyes peered to the opening door. You stood in your dress your leg poking through the high slit as you stepped out. Your 'father' led you down. Miles chucked softly seeing his commander lead you down the aisle. Miles' met your eyes. He wiped his cheek wiping a tear from his face. His agent level acting kicking in. You were beautiful he couldn't deny that.

The sun reflected from your cheeks as they raised in fake joy for the occasion. Another tear slipping free. You quickly patted it away. This took you back to thoughts of your ex. He was the life of the party. He was an agent, and was very serious when it came to his job but when he was away from the job it was a different world. Memories filtered through your brain of the dancing in the kitchen then when he would hold you talking about all the future held for you two. A piece of you died with him.

You stood in front of Miles, taking the last step. The officiant started his speech. People sat and listened.

You pulled out your vows when prompted. "Miles, you are the love of my life. Every flight we took felt like we were climbing closer to heaven. Every second we are together, my love for you grows. I want the rest of my life to be with you. I will forever be yours." Your voice shaky with nerve but still Americanized.

Miles pulled out his vows. "Jane, when you started working with me. It was like my life finally came together. Everything set in place, I want my entire life to be with you. I want everything with you. You will forever be my clover."

There is was. A tear slipped down your cheek, and another fell on top of that one. You pulled yourself together. The word clover sent you over the edge. You were clawing back up successfully.

The officiant mentioned the rings. Miles pulled two boxes out of his pocket and handed you the box with his ring. Miles opened his box he pulled out a small dainty ring. "Do you, Miles, take Jane to be your lawfully wedded wife as long as you both shall live?"

"I do." Miles spoke softly looking in your eyes slipping the ring on your finger.

"Do you, Jane, take Miles to be your lawfully wedded husband as long as you both shall live." The officiant directed his attention to you.

"I do." Your hands shook slightly as you slipped the ring on Miles' finger.

"I now pronounce you man and wife." The officiant had happiness written across his face. "You may now kiss the bride."

Your mind played with reality. When the name clover hit your brain, it was starting to fuzz everything around you. Visions of your ex slipped in.

Miles grabbed your waist and kissed you softly. He started to pull back, but you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him back in. You were desperate to make this kiss last. You could feel your ex again. It was the most painful pleasure you've ever felt. You finally pulled away. Everyone cheered. Miles grabbed your hand absolutely confused on what the fuck that was but unable to show it. He walked you down the aisle hand in hand together as one.

You both turned into a room. The room was filled with music, food, and a cake.

He would have to wait to ask. There was a reception being held in the pairs honor. At least he could have a little fun tonight.

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@jstarr86

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[richardsphere]

Leverage Redemption Log: The Fractured Job

Someone is moving house, puts a trophy in a box. Scouts are coming so the kid might get a scholarship for the sportsballs. Town is collapsing economically.

Fracking, (the water is flammable) --- Sophie is worried their actions could have collateral damage. She's still feeling guilty about Arthur.

Hardisons in space. (get the actor a greenscreen and he can do cameo's without burdaining his packed schedule too much or needing to be physically present. God are they lucky its the hacker whose career took off. I dont think they could've done this stuff if it'd been Elliot)

Elliot is on break. He's going to try and connect with his dad. (presumably lives in Frackingville).

--- Elliot on the road, listening to the radi-OH SHIT ITS A PARKER "Im here for emotional support" "Im here to ensure she gets the concept" 10/10 gag.

Elliot comes to his hometown and barely has the time to nostalgia about the hardware store before he has to intervene in some goon-on-guy violence.

Parker and Elliot punch some people while Breanna loads Checkov's Pepperspray Pipet. Interracial family representation. --- The goons are not proficient in disguise. Huh, i didnt know fracking caused earthquakes. (that reads sarcastic/suspicious of future plottwists. It isnt, i dont live in a country that has fracking so all I know about it is through cultural osmosis from american exported media)

Oh i thought Breanna meant "we should give these two some alone time" not "We've got a client". (I thought "we've got a client" was obvious enough it didnt need saying).

Elliot looking longingly at the siblings that have lived an entire life without him. --- Yup of course Harry knows how hard it is to prove the direct causality from "fracking rig" to "cancerous growths" in a legal setting.

Sophie is afraid of hurting Elliot's relationship with his dad through this.

--- Breanna and Dad talking bout the future.

Parker is worried that Elliot might be dying, (sudden decision to connect with family, it would match the symptoms) Bugs in place, "we dont upload anything we use a closed system" huh, guys actually smart enough to see through a con... until you double down with a second-layer. --- Meanwhile at the Oklahoma State Capital, Harry and Sophie are ready to deal with a probably-crooked politician. (as if there is another kind)

Time for an interview, show him the obvious microphone so we can make him think he's "safe" when its taken from play (leaving him unaware of a second, tinier microphone)

AG is going back home, (make him see the damage itself rather then the probably faked data. If he's not corrupt that'll be enough. If he is corrupt... well we'll know exactly where he is) --- Breakfast. The good thing about politicians locked away from their home for ages is that they're so unfamiliar with their own home they're extremely unlikely to notice any minor changes as a result of you bugging their house.

Elliot is staying to get that family talk in (and protect his dad from hired goons) Dad is still somewhat standoffish, but he's accepted the breakfast.

Well, he might not actually be crooked after all. A bit suspiciously defensive of the "wait for the reports" policy but correlation VS causation is a thing and its actually good for an AG not to let anecdotal evidence steer him too much so lets hope. --- Yeah he's crooked. Of course he is. Hope is a lie like always.

So yeah not only is he crooked, he's the real mastermind what the state actually prosecutes it means you bribe one and you are out and clear.

But he still wants that interview with Harry and Sophie, so that means we can literally put a camera in his face and he'd go with whatever script we feed him.

Father and Son heart-to-heart. --- We have a keycard and we're off to the rig. Dad is off to violate a restraining order.

reduced guards, more people for Elliot to punch. --- Oh we put him in front of a camera, on a stage and everything. Live broadcast as he boasts of his victory?

this robot bodies joke is getting a bit long in the tooth... 7 seasons and a timeskip's worth of buildup to that hug. "try to stay out of trouble"

#leverage #Leverage redemption #Leverage redemption season 2 #The Fractured Job

[runicsorceress]

[a video is imbedded! it shows rune sitting in a simple wooden chair. while the chair's back is facing the camera, so is rune, as shes sitting in it wrong lol (look idk how else to explain it lol.) in her hand is an unlabeled energy drink can. while the objects background arent very interesting, just a desk and thr corner of a tv, a shiny misdreavus can be seen eating some konpeitō]

we rolling? [she asks]

Bzzt! It's recording now. Though are you sure this is a good idea? [the voice of a rotom says]

dont worry bolt. ill be careful.

so hey rotumblr. going to do something slightly stupid and drink a sip of this possibly dangerous energy drink. only a sip though. well... bottoms up.

[she opens the can and takes a sip, scowls for a second.. and then the can down on the desk behind her]

tastes like shit. [she says, and then laughs a bit]

aint dead yet though so... [she trails off a bit, eyes narrowing as she stares at something off screen]

arc fucking damn it purjury! stop stealing my star candies!

[she lunges of screen for a moment. you can hear a misdreavus's cry and the sounds of a struggle. after 30 seconds, rune comes back on screen, with a small bag half full of konpeitō. she puts it on the desk behind her and sits back down. unlike before, her leg is bouncing a bit.]

ok still aint dead. should probably stop this video now.. if i feel weird in the next hour or so guess ill say it. but safe to say im fine

[the video ends here]

#pokeblogging #pkmn irl #pokemon irl #rotumblr

[x3kristax3]

After Duskwood- Chapter 1

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I sit there and watch everything from my apartment in the city and I'm in tears. I try to call Jessy but no answer. I open the group chat

MC: guys…. I don't know how to say this…

Dan comes on

Dan: what is it?

MC: it was richy

Cloe comes on

Cloe: what no you saw him tied up with Hannah

MC: i know 😭 but its true. Someone tell me they see Jessy

Dan: yeah she just bolted to the room crying

MC: tell her im on my way. I just booked a flight, and rental car im coming to you guys

I sign off my flight leaves at 6am and that gives me 4 hours. I pack my bag and arrange for a cab.

Its the next day with layovers and delays. I step off the plane. Phone still in my hand and hasn't gone off with Jake. I'm getting worried he didn't make it out or the FBI got him.

I sign back in while waiting for my luggage and open the chat with just Jake

MC: im on my way to the spot. Please answer me

Jake comes on

Jake: I just got here drive safe. They are still looking for me.

He signs off just as fast 

MC: i can't wait to see you

I see my luggage and grab it and head to get my rental car. I put the address he gave me in the navigation and drive there. I pull over to rest my eyes as I've barely slept in 3 days. I finally pull up to a rundown motel and I'm nervous. I skip the front desk as he told me his room number. I'm carrying my luggage and I walk up to his room and knock on it. I see the curtain move from the corner and then hear the door unlock from inside. He's standing inside and I'm mesmerized. I knew he had black hair but wow. I drop my luggage and wrap my arms around him and cry. He pulls me close then lets go. He grabs my bags real fast and locks the door again. I'm standing in the hallway and he puts my bags down. 

" I'm so sorry MC"  he says

I cant even say anything as i hug him again and this time i dont cry i just hug him tight.

"I didn't get Richy out in time" Jake says

I turn away from him "i still can't believe it was him '' I say sitting down on the bed and my phone starts ringing. It's closer to Jake.

"It's Jessica" he says and hand me the phone

I answer and its video chat we both look horrible from crying and lack of sleep

"Dan says you were coming to Duskwood?" She says

"Yeah I made a stop to see Jake" I say looking at him

"When will you be here?" She asks and i see her looking around

"Tomorrow I need some sleep. Try and get some sleep too" i say

"I'll try i think I'm gonna keep seeing him" she says

"Jessy, Jake tried to get him out and couldn't he's really gone'' I say crying again. Jake rubs my back but stays off the camera

"I'm gonna hug you tight tomorrow but I'll let you go" she says

"Bye Jessy" I say as I end the chat

"I hate to say this right now but protecting you is my main mission now. I can't have you stay in this room in case they find me." Jake says looking at his screen

"I know i just wish i could stay just one night in your arms" I say as I look at him as he sit next to me "specially with everything that has happened"

"I meant everything I told you" he says grabbing my face "i love you and i just want to keep you safe. I'm going to start trying to clear my name so we can have a sense of security with each other"

I hug him tight again this time he kisses me and the world stops moving. He pulls away my eyes still closed "just how i imagined it….. the world stopped" i say as i stand up.

"I got you another room. I did get a second key for it so i can try and come see you" he says as he hands me the key

"Tomorrow ill be heading to Duskwood you know that right?" I say with a sigh as i take the key

"I know" he says looking away from me

"That means i wont be back until im done there" i say looking at him then i hear the computer go off and i look at it

"We will figure this out but please go they are close" he says handing me my luggage i kiss him one more time real fast and walk out the door. I hear him close it and lock it as i go to find the room.

#duskwood #duskwoodlover #duskwood fanfiction #fanfic #writing #mc x jake

[themackenzieboydchronicles]

The Village is Swarming With Press For Isla's Homecoming.

Mackron fanfic.

"You dont know how much it meant to see my little girl safe and sound with Manpreet on face time" said Mack as Aaron helped him out of bed.

"Mandy will be here soon to make you look beautiful" teased Cain who had come to help Aaron with Mackenzie.

"He'll always be beautiful to me" said Aaron.

"Well he is kinda good looking" smiled Chloe who had heard the conversation.

"Right now everyone is done and dusted let's get to the pub" said Natalie "Amelia told me the village is swarming with police and TV camera's when she was doing my nails"

Everyone was filled with excitement as the villagers waited for Manpreet and Isla arrive. The brass band started to play just as the car carrying Manpreet, Isla and the chief inspector pulled up.

"I'm as nervous as hell" Mack said to Aaron as he grabbed his hand.

"I'm right here for you Mack" said Aaron and so is Natalie.

The pub was soon filled with flashlights and the clicking of cameras as Manpreet carried Isla over to Mackenzie.

"Dada" Isla uttered holding her arms out to her daddy.

"My beautiful girl" Mack said with tears rolling down his cheeks as Isla put her arms firmly round his neck."She's remembered me. That was my biggest worry that she'd forget me"

"Well this is a happy ending to what could have been a tragedy" the Chief Inspector said as he went live on air "We will endeavour to bring the kidnapper to justice over this crime"

Mack was too overcome to talk on live T.V but Aaron did say how difficult it had been for him and Mackenzie without their baby girl. Manpreet took over the questioning from all the press that had decended on the villagr as Aaron was overcome seeing how happy Mack was now he'd got Isla back.

"Let the celebrations begin" said Charity after the television interviews were over. "We've got several bottles of Champagne to get through" she said as Mack and Isla were surrounded by photographers.

Gail brought out a Disney Castle Cake and made her way through the crowded pub to Mackenzie.

"I did think it was a weird idea doing a Disney theme" said Charity.

"It's perfect" said Aaron.

"She's there" Mack suddenly shouted.

"Who? Where?" said the chief inspector.

"Aasher" said Mack.

"You're seeing things Mack" said Chloe.

"I'm not" Mack insisted. "I saw her"

"Well she won't get far" said Natalie "The place is swarming with police"

After a thorough search of the village and surrounding area Aasha was nowhere to be seen.

"His mind must be playing tricks on him" the chief inspector said to Natalie as they made their way back indoors.

"I've just seen Aasha" Kyle said to April who was watching Kyle being interviewed. "Uncle Mack was right she was here"

"Where?" asked April.

"She was wearing a press jacket" said Kyle.

"I saw her honestly. While I was being interviewed by the American reporter" said Kyle "He was from Fox News and was filming me. That's when I saw her"

"You're going to be on American TV Kyle?" April asked.

Kyle nodded.

"Cool" April replied.

"I told them Isla was my cousin and that uncle Mack is brill at building Lego" said Kyle.

"We need to tell the chief inspector you saw her" said April taking Kyle into the pub.

April and Kyle slowly made their way through the crowds in the pub.

"Uncle Mack. Uncle Mack" Kyle said tugging at Macks shirt, who was sitting in his wheelchair with Isla who still had her arms round her daddies neck. "I saw Aasha"

"I knew it" said Mack.

"I'll go tell the boss it was definitely her" said Natalie.

"Help us to find the reporter from Fox News Kyle" the chief inspector said "They may have footage of her"

"Trust my clever nephew to help the police" said Mack "I'm so proud of you and tomorrow you can go to my toy shop and pick some Lego out"

"What about April" said Kyle "She helped"

"Take her along and she can pick something out We have a computer section now" said Mack.

"Great" said April.

"That's very kind of you Mack" said Marlon. "April's been at me for some more tech stuff for school"

"It's the least I could do" said Mack who still had Isla holding him round his neck.

"She won't let anyone else take her" said Moira "Not even Aaron"

"You can't blame the poor little soul" said Chas "God knows what she's been through and to be abandoned in a foreign country and left on her own must have been scary for her"

23.9.23.

#mackenzie boyd #aaron dingle #charity dingle #cain dingle #chas dingle #manpreet sharma #emmerdale #mackron fanfic

[minccinoocappuccino]

The Quarry honestly feels half-baked. Romantic relationships being pushed with no one hooking or breaking up, the monsters looking almost exactly like the ones from Until Dawn, the way the characters act... Yikes. The worst part of the game is how anticlimactic and unsatisfying the ending is. I expected a big clash with the monsters, but it's none of that.

At least the Streamer Mode music that plays during the death recap is hilarious.

BRO this like -spoilers for The Quarry- f there fucking werewolves y do they look like that???? where the fur man ;-; they looked lame as shit man n reused Its so sad cus House of Ashes was really good....the other 2 n the series were lame cope outs but this was real werewolves n they made them look like that???? i think the flash back scenes also slowed it down for no reason at all like we knew the characters werent gonna die y not just tell us or let us play that part before hand the reveal that Lauran was alive wasnt even that cool so it wouldnt matter f u take it out n then we have a flashback of her going to the island to see max is still werewolf when we didnt need that at all like y??? y couldnt she just tell us that y did we have to see it like all she had to do was say yeah i got bite checking on max its really lame when all this could have been avoided so many times - jacob taking part of the car out n could easy put it back n when nick got hurt -Chris could have fit them n this car n took them to the motel -All the werewolves could have been locked up n the cages instead of roaming free for some reason that is never explained - Chris could have sent his brother the cop to pick them up -they could have all hid n the secret camera room n watched till safe - the hunters that r supposed to b protecting them could have just told them instead of breaking n with guns n walking around scaring them

like the characters r so bad n i find myself just yelling at the screen like y dont u just do this ;-; also the mother is the worst character by far ??? like y r u calling the werewolf a stupid animal n locking him up n cage when u could have locked ur family up before they turnt for the night n wouldnt have to worry about the kids ???? n y the fuck is the lovers card Ryan n lauran??? Lauran is doing all this for her bf y did they even try n write them together at the end like that it was so odd n made the whole Im only doing this for max thing seem fake af n made her worst

#ask

[buckettkun]

certified oh. moment

(click for fullview!)

#blazamy #sth #blaze the cat #amy rose #blaze #amy #beck scribs #dont worry she put the camera down safely #this was an absolute PAIN but also insanely fun #*slaps canvas* this baby can fit SO many add glow layers on it #consistent style who idk her

[bunk12bear]

Attening the dead

Not the best title i must admit, im open to sugestions. anyway I saw a tiktok about how Madam Pomfey was likely the one to declare the dead after the battle and thst got me thinking. Most of the people who died had likely been patients of hers at one point so i wrote this. I realise now I forgot sbout snape but I dont like him so meh. Fair waning this one is SAD.

trigger warnings grief, blood, death of a minor, discusion of injuries war and death.

Poppy Pomfrey didn't sign up to be a war medic. When she had been hired to be matron of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry she hoped to avoid some of the grizzlier aspects of healing. The first war had been devastating of course, losing so many of her former students had taken a toll but even through the worst of that war she never imagined the conflict would end up in the school she loves so much.

The dead are everywhere, laying amongst the rubble that used to be the Great Hall surrounded by their weeping friends and family. She stedies herself for a moment. Rationally she knows it's her job to attend to the dead but that doesn't make it any easier.

The first body she attends to is Colin Creevy, still only sixteen. If it weren't for the blood matted into his blond hair you might think he was asleep, he looks so very young at this moment.

She remembers 5 years before when he had been discovered petrified, his precious camera still in his hands. She remembered the letter she had sent his parents promising them that he would be safe, that Hogwarts wasn't normally this dangerous. She didn't think she'd ever hated being wrong more in her entire life. She hoped the bad news wouldn't be delivered via a letter again, they deserve to learn of their son's death in person, especially because they likely haven't seen him in months.

She moved on, winding her way through the wreckage, stopping to confirm what most of the weeping witches and wizards already knew. She hated seeing them all in pain; nearly every combatant at the Battle of Hogwarts had been a student during her time at the school and although she considered herself A top-notch Healer, she couldn't do anything about death or grief.

When she sees the body of Fred Weasley she nearly drops to her knees. Given their reckless nature, the Weasley twins had been frequent patients of hers. The only thing worse than Fred's too still body is George. He's sitting there, Fred's head in his lap absentmindedly stroking his hair. Tears slip slowly down his face, his eyes as dull and lifeless as his twin's.

She remembers the very first time Fred had ended up in the hospital wing. A prank had gone wrong and he would need to spend the night, just to make sure he was fine.

Both boys' demeanor changed instantly. Fred's injury had not stopped them from laughing and joking but the moment they found out that they would have to be sleeping separately the smiles dropped off their faces.

George's eyes begin to well with tears, "Wait does that mean I'm going to have to go back to my dorm without him?" He had asked, his voice shaky.

"I'm afraid so, only patients after hours" she had replied putting a hand on the 11 year old's shoulder.

"But that's not fair," Fred had protested, "We've never slept apart, never ever!" He looked over at his twin who is still doing his best not to cry, "can't you  bend the rules this once there's an empty bed right there I promise I'll be on my best behavior." 

She likely could have but  both boys needed the sleep and she knew from their dorm mates that they had a tendency to keep each other up.

George had been there first thing in the morning bouncing on his toes nervously. Both twins were overjoyed when she told them that Fred was being discharged relieved at the thought they wouldn't have to spend another night apart.

She thought again about those little boys so worried about the prospect of sleeping in separate rooms, now they would never share a room ever again; the thought felt a bit like a stab to the heart.

She goes through the motions quickly and efficiently with Fred not wanting to keep George from his brother's body.

Nymphadora Tonks or was it Lupin now was another frequent visitor. She was clumsy, enthusiastic and, much like the Weasley twins, had a tendency towards mischief.

Her very first visit to the hospital wing had happened within days of her arrival to Hogwarts. She had been slightly too enthusiastic getting something out of her trunk and smacked herself right in the nose with the lid. Eventually the girl had ended up in the hospital wing with so many minor injuries that Pomfry had hunted down all of her friends to teach them how to cast episkey, a spell she had used so many times that morning that it had long since stopped sounding like a word.

While it had been gut-wrenchingly heartbreakingly difficult to attend to any of the dead the worst was the man laying next to Dora.

She had taken care of Remus Lupin once a  month for seven years, even coming to his home after every summer full moon. She had spent many an hour carefully tending to his wounds hidden away from the prying eyes of his curious classmates.

She had adored him when he was a student. She knew she shouldn't pick favorites but even if he hadn't had to visit her Hospital Wing once a month he would probably still be one of hers. He was sweet, kind and smart but with a wicked mischievous streak. She remembers the impish sparkle in his eyes one day in 1975 when he had revealed to her that he had replaced Cassius Nott's writing set with Zonko's invisible ink quills.

Then there was the year he spent as defense against the dark arts teacher. In her opinion he was by far the best person in the position in years, decades even though she might be biased. That year she had not only helped him after the full moon , an easier prospect with the invention of wolfsbane potion, but they had built a real friendship. They had tea in her office every week and frequently chatted at the staff table. She had hoped that after the war, if the whole Voldemort cursing the position business was true,he might return for a permanent position on the Hogwarts staff. Now that would never happen.

She took a moment to run her thumb along the scars on his face one last time before moving on with her solemn duty.

#harry potter #fred weasley #battle of hogwarts #george weasley #collin creevy #remus lupin #tonks #dora tonks #madam pomfrey #poppy pomfrey #fred's death #remus's death #professor lupin #second wizarding war

[bonny-kookoo]

Tales of Alcoria: I'll give my all for you

In which Jungkook grows so protective over you, that he forgets he could scare you in the process.

Tags/warnings: Alien!jungkook, human!Reader, parenting, alien baby heejin :(, comfort, a teeny tiny pinch of angst, romance, Jin makes an appearance as well as namjoon, but only briefly because jungkook protecc

When he wakes up, he feels your fingers running through his hair.

He's been a bit under the weather since yesterday- not quite sick, but not really there either. He instinctively wants to get up instantly as he hears Heejin babble a little, but you hold his shoulder down. "She's fine." You tell him. "You need to rest a bit." You chuckle, as he whines.

"But what if something happens? What if-" he begins, as you laugh when he shuts up as Heejin crawls over to him, making her way onto his chest where she touches his face with interest. "I have to keep you safe." He murmurs as he gently moves a hand over the baby's head, a smile now on her face.

"We are safe Kook." You say, before the doorbell rings out. Jungkook instantly grows tense, carefully placing Heejin into your lap since you'd sat up as well- his eyes turning a bit more dark and red at the prospect of someone possibly invading his home. He walks over to it, checking the camera to realize that it's Seokjin and Namjoon for their weekly check up. He only reluctantly opens the door, the older man visibly understanding while Namjoon waves.

"Good morning I guess?" Seokjin asks, waiting for Jungkook to filly open the door and let him inside. It takes him a moment, eyes watching both men like a hawk while they walk inside to take their shoes off. They both know not to move any further without Jungkook leading the way- Namjoon knew better, the bruise on his arm from the forceful grab the younger had as he'd reached out to pull him back still reminding him. He doesn't hold it against the young father; he'd probably be just as cautious and on edge.

When jungkook walks inside the bedroom, Heejin already crawls towards him to be picked up. "I see that she's very active. That's good." Seokjin says, nodding towards you shortly. Namjoon sits down close, pulling out some equipment to check your overall health.

"She's just like her dad in that department." You comment, as Jungkoom stares closely from Heejin to you every now and then, keeping you both in his view as if to defend at any wrong move. "Ow-" you say as you get caught off guard by the small pole of the needle in your finger, as Namjoon had been getting your blood sugar. Jungkook is quick to react, pulling the child close as he whips his head towards Namjoon. The way he looked now was something that had caught you off guard the first few days you've seen it; with eyes wide open, entire body tense as if ready to strike at any given moment. Seokjin had explained to you that even if Jungkook wanted to, he couldn't really help himself- hormones and instincts running high in his system with the young child around.

"Sorry." Namjoon instantly reacts, lifting his hands to signal that he really didn't mean it. Jungkook swallows at that, revealing Heejin back to Jin, who measures her giggling body. She seemingly has no idea her father was ready to kill. "You're still very low. Are you taking the vitamins I gave you?" Namjoon asks, as you sheepishly look towards Jungkook, who now directs that angry look at you.

"I didn't know she had to take anything." Jungkook says with a low voice, making Heejin look up to him in wonder. "I'll make sure she takes them from now on." He says, and you shrink a little at the tone of voice he uses.

"Dont worry." Namjoon says, opting to not put his hand on your shoulder like he would do any other time. "I know he can seem a bit scary like this." He says as he puts his stuff away. Jungkooks entire demeanor immediately changes at the hint that you were scared of him. He looks like a kicked puppy; wide eyes looking at you like you just stole the moon from his nightsky and hid all the stars. He carefully places Heejin in your lap as he brings both Jin and Namjoon to the door, unable to let them out of his sight.

And as soon as you're alone again, he walks up to the nest you sat on, his chest against your back as his arms hold you close. His form is almost hiding you; several kisses are placed ontop of your head. "You're not scared are you?" He asks, a vulnerable tune to his voice- his entire tone back to normal. "Please don't be, I'd never- I'd never, you have to believe me, never ever-" he rambles, as you move around laying down as you pull him down as well.

"I know." You tell him. "It wasn't.. I wasn't scared. Just, surprised I guess." You mumble as the little child yawns, placing herself on your stomach, head on your chest while Jungkook lays down close.

"I'm glad." He says, eyes growing heavy again. "You know I love you, right?" He asks, and you nod.

"I know. And I love you too." You say.

And while he holds you close, he sleeps tightly this time, dreamless sleep charging his batteries again.

#bts imagine #bts fanfic #bts #jungkook imagine #bts smut #bts fic #bts jungkook #jeon jungkook #jungkook #bts reactions

[equestrianwritingsstuff]

Could we pls get part 2 for ‘Weaponized Villain’? 👀👀

-whumpilicious

Thank you so much for this ask!

So I neglected rereading the other part. Villain's tongue is meant to be cut off, but he talks in this. Just let's pretend that he has like a voice speaking box or something, I apologize for this.

Weaponized Villain Part 2

Part 1

@whumpilicious @the-sky-writes @maracujatangerine @kim-poce @octopus-reactivated

Warnings: sedation/anesthesia mention, semiconsciousness, drugged character, past body surgey, body modifications, unconscious character, guilt, descriptions of procedure, conditioning, dehumanization, weaponizing, blood drawing, blood tests, syringes and needles, delirium, hospital setting

~

There were six doctors in that room, and ten nurses. All just stared; no effort was made to advance to help the barely conscious human on the gurney.

All their fingers twitched, curling around various surgical implements and syringes decked with needles. One even aimlessly dangled a stethoscope from their tensed fingers and with the deep metallic armor protecting the weakened body underneath, it would serve no purpose.

"Aren't you going to do something?" Hero rapsed, a slight squeak to the pitch in her voice as her emerald eyes rapidly glistened over the stunned faces of the medics.

"There are wires literally connected to the ends of his nerves. I don't even know how that's physically possible," one of the doctors informed the concerned hero with a faint knowing tone to his voice. He glanced at the lightly trembling hero before averting his eyes. "If we remove them," he continued, "we could give him permanent nerve damage."

Hero gaped, trotting over to the bed where the injured man laid upon. They were able to safely remove some of the metal mask, revealing tangles of wires and humming boxes. He was practically a humanoid machine.

But at least part of his eyes were visible. At least she could gauge the state of his consciousness.

They were dulled and very unfocused, rolling up underneath his lids. Hero sighed and ran a tentative hand over the smooth metal.

"We can however," the doctor interrupted the tender moment with a spark of nervous hope in his voice, "slowly take off the armor, starting with his feet to study how it was put on. If we are successful, we may be able to figure out a way to completely get rid of it. I would like to take some blood tests first though to see what's in his system. Even though he is hurt and weak and very tired, he also seems sorta loopy."

Hero nodded, a smile dawning on her face and stepped away from the villain who had just started to whimper and mumble incoherently.

"M-mission," he wheezed. "Kill."

Hero looked up with a pointed edge to her gaze. The doctors and nurses stiffened in anticipation, sharing glances with each other.

One of the mechanical arms raised weakly, before plummeting back onto the thin mattress. Villain groaned and coughed, barely audible, before slowly turning his head to look at Hero.

"I-i tried sir," he whispered before his eyes drifted shut.

The doctors all let out a loud sigh, letting out a caged breath they were all holding. Hero nervously crept over to Villain and laid her hand on his head. Unconsciously, he leaned into it. Hero pursed her lips, surprised that he could feel her touch.

The medics began to buzz around Villain's feet, lifting them and prodding at them. Hero pulled a nearby plastic chair up and sat next to Villain, swinging her hand underneath his helmet covered head.

She watched as some heavy-duty pair of scissors and pliers were brought to the operation. They fluidly removed the thick metal casing. Hero's felt her heartbeat rise at the sight of the intricate mass of colors from all the little wires, but then it settled again when she came to the realization that it wasn't too bad.

The doctors started to untangle the wires. Most of them seemed to be powering another function in the suit with only a couple imbedded into his foot.

Even with this hindrance, the doctors were still able to expose his pale, wrinkled foot. The veins stood out like a bodybuilder's bicep, blue and thick.

"I've never taken blood samples from a foot before, but," one of the nurses chuckled as she ran a thin needle into the most strong looking vein, "I'm sure this'll work."

The blood running into the little vial was sort of thin for being blood, Hero noticed with a frown. And it went in there slowly, much slower than all the times Hero had to take blood tests for her yearly physical.

Eventually, the nurse capped the vial and put it in a little tray that a much younger lady, probably a med student, took to where Hero assumed was a lab.

"So," the doctor spoke, his experienced fingers lightly touching the wires strung through Villain's foot. "These are attached to his nerves, so the wires get very thin. This is not medically possible unless the doctor had some sort of power which enabled this."

"Can you fix it?" Hero asked softly.

"Yes, but slowly. He will have to be put under anesthesia for the procedure, but I don't know if his body is strong enough to be sedated for long periods. To fully rid of this suit, he would have to be operated on for at least fifteen hours multiple times at that," the doctor explained. "All we have to do is get a high-tech camera and snip the wires from the nerves. For all I know, because as we have seen, he can feel still, the nerves aren't damaged."

Hero nodded, prompting him to continue.

"It'll be slow and very shocking to his body. He'll been given a constant drip of mild painkillers- just to take the edge off- and will have to be intubated to be fed."

Hero felt a tad quesy to her stomach. She brought her hand to carefully cradle her torso, the other still lying languidly under Villain's unconscious head.

"If it works, do it," Hero said, nodding to the doctor. He wavered a smile before ducking out of the room, a trail of chattering nurses following him.

Hero was left alone to comfort the sleeping boy. His eyelids quivered and twitched under the blazing LED illuminating his face.

She felt somewhat guilty. All this time Supervillain's "indestructible drone" was actually a living, breathing human controlled by an android suit.

It was sickening. Especially since Hero didn't have the gumption to investigate when the seemingly nonliving machine limped away from battle, when it would sway and collapse in a bloody battlefield, when it would seem to react like a living body did when it was punched or thrown against a building.

Hero ran her thumb over the cracked paint of the helmet in small circles, deep in thought. Her fingertips followed the dents and edges, pressing against them. This poor guy suffered so much and all Hero did was aid in that suffering.

"Mm boss," Villain breathed, desperately trying to roll over to his side in his sleeping state. Hero put a hand on the busted metal of his shoulder and gently shushed him.

"Mmmnh no," he whimpered, pulling his body to himself. His eyes slited open, dancing over to Hero as an awaiting expression washed over them. "D-dont... hurt... me..."

"I won't honey," Hero whispered, smiling down at him. It was only then that Hero realized how young the semi-conscious man was. Barely twenty-two, even a tad younger than Hero herself.

Twenty-two years old, a whole life wasted away. A life feasted on rough hands, pain and experiments. Hero shuddered at the thought, brushing her fingers over the exposed skin on his forehead. Villain grunted and pushed into her hand like a cat, needing that close comfort.

He was just a kid.

Hero felt tears spiking at her eyes. She wiped them away with the cuff of her sleeve, sniffling quietly. The emotion in his glassy eyes quickly contorted into worry, then fear.

He jerked as hard as his fatigued body permitted him to do, trying his hardest to get away the possible threat.

"I tried," he screamed, squeezing his eyes shut. "I-i tried to kill... I did, please. Don't shock me." His screams rapidly ceased to muttered whimpers as his strength and energy ebbed away from him. He fell back into the gurney, eyes rolling to their whites.

Soon he passed out again, lost in the dark abyss of oblivion.

Hero looked down at the pitiful man on the bed with a sympathetic sigh before turning her face away, allowing the tears to come forth.

#villain whumpee #hero caretaker #supervillain whumper #doctor caretakers #injured villain #hospital setting #hero x villain #heros and villains #lab whump #past torture #sedation mentioned #surgery mention #body modifications #dehumanization #weaponized whumpee #thank you all for your likes and reblogs from part 1 #i hope you guys like this one as well

[twicearoundthesun]

Spies au. Cw violence. Previously .

[Now]

Tzuyu sat silently in the back seat.

“Left, up here.” The brunette mumbled from the passenger’s seat. She was looking down at a map – something about phones being too traceable and never being too careful. She was wrong, anyway, it was much quicker to loop around from the other side, with the amount of one-ways in Tzuyu’s side of town.

The raven-haired driver who she’d met the night before didn’t turn.

“Momo, I said left.”

“This way’s faster.”

“How would you know?”

“Because I know.”

“You’ve been to her apartment?” the girl said sarcastically.

“No, Nayeon, I just know this part of town well. And I know this address is on a one way. Isn’t that right, Tzuyu?”

Tzuyu stayed quiet.

“See? I’m right.” The girl said, and then laughed to herself. “Quiet one.” Then, she mumbled something in Japanese.

“Asshole.” Tzuyu mumbled in Mandarin.

“Yes.” Nayeon said back, also in Mandarin. Tzuyu jumped. The girl continued in Korean. “Don’t worry, I don’t know too much. Just your simple yes’s, no’s, and hello’s… And a bunch of curse words.”

Tzuyu took a deep breath. It was bad enough she needed to be babysat to go to her own apartment, now they were mocking her?

Maybe she could lose them. Jihyo had said they’d be staking out her apartment nonstop once they’d done an initial search of the premises; what was stopping her from sneaking down the fire escape and making a break for it? They didn’t seem like the type of people to be tangled up with. The fire escape wasn’t visible to the street, they probably didn’t even know of its existence.

She let the thought marinate in her head a bit. If she saw the chance, she might take it.

Tzuyu craned her neck to see the café as they drove by the block, now covered in police tape. It looked like a fire had burned through it all night on top of the shattered glass and destroyed furniture.

“Shame. They did make a good mocha.” Nayeon mumbled.

These people were nuts.

Nayeon would be the one accompanying Tzuyu for the initial sweep of the apartment while Momo watched outside. The girl made her stop before putting her key in the lock, swabbing the doorknob with some sort of chemical wipe. Nothing happened, and Tzuyu was allowed to continue into the building and up three flight of stairs to her apartment. She repeated the process with the apartment door before she was allowed to enter.

Everything was as she’d left it; the dishes were still in the sink, her bed was still in the corner, her tiny television still sat on a milk crate across from her dusty little couch. She didn’t have much worth stealing, but it was all still there.

Tzuyu turned to Nayeon. “Well. As you can see, the apartment’s fine. Nobody touched it. It was this messy when I left. We good here?”

“Certainly not. They could have planted an explosive, or a camera. I have to do a sweep. A real sweep. For your safety.”

She frowned. “Okay, fine. Take your shoes off before you track dirt any further into my house, please.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

Tzuyu just shook her head and plopped down on the old couch. Nayeon began to trace her way around the apartment, opening drawers and checking outlets. There were a few minutes of silence as Tzuyu watched her.

“We’re only trying to keep you safe, you know. I know your life has been turned on its head for the time being, but you can’t blame Jihyo.”

“I don’t blame Jihyo.”

Nayeon nodded. “Okay.”

“I dont. Or you, or Momo.” Tzuyu sighed. “I’m just… Mad. At… I don’t know.”

“The circumstances?” Nayeon offered, not taking her eyes off of the wire she was tracing back to Tzuyu’s alarm clock. When she found nothing, she moved on to the kitchen.

“Yeah. I guess so.”

She shrugged and stood.

“None of us are strangers to being mad at the circumstances. We get it.” She typed a text on her phone and slipped it back in her pocket. “We really are the good guys. You can trust us.”

Tzuyu shrugged a shoulder. It was silent for a few more minutes as she considered the older girl’s words.

Nayeon took a deep breath and handed Tzuyu a business card – it had nothing on it but I.N.Y. and a phone number. “Well, your apartment’s clear. Momo and I are gonna be outside all night, so if anything seems suspicious—”

“You’re going to sleep in the car?”

“Well, not both of us at the same time. We’ll switch off to keep you covered. Like I said, anything at all feels out of place, you call this number, okay? I want it programmed into your phone, right now. Set as speed dial number 1.”

Nayeon waited as Tzuyu did as asked and held up her phone as proof. She felt a little bit of guilt knowing she’d be in her bed and they’d be sleeping in the old hatchback outside.

“Good… Have a good night, Tzuyu.”

Tzuyu nodded a little. “Um… Thank you. For keeping me safe.”

Nayeon only winked. She slid her shoes on.

She had a handle on the door when the little walkie-talkie like device strapped to her jacket collar crackled to life.

“Nayeon. You’ve got company.  Two men. Armed. Both wearing holsters under their jackets.”

“Fuck.” Nayeon whipped around, hand sliding into her jacket and pulling out a gun.

“What the hell- You had a gun in my apartment?”

“What’d you think I was gonna guard you with? Bubbles?” She shot back.

“Guys, they’re the people she used to work for.” Another familiar voice came through the speaker.

Nayeon flipped a switch on the comms device and spoke into it. “Fuck, they probably think she knew about the raid. I didn’t want to have to use that fire escape. Dahyun, can you see if they’re back there?”

“Wait –” Tzuyu said, “That fire escape is ancient, it’s rusting! We can’t go out there!”

Nayeon ignored her.

“You’re good to take the fire escape, and move towards the blue dumpsters.” Dahyun’s voice came through again. Nayeon pulled her towards the window. “Hurry, Nayeon - and Momo you can swing around and turn on Front street- turn down the back alley and you should be able to see them.”

“You got it.”

“Nayeon, we really – we can’t.” Tzuyu tried to pull out of her grip as she shoved the window open with one arm.

“Tzuyu.”

Nayeon pulled her by the front of her shirt to be face to face. Tzuyu half expected some inspiring pep talk.

Instead, the girl shoved her out the window and onto the fire escape. The rusted metal groaned under the sudden weight as she landed on her ass. Nayeon jumped out after her and tossed something into the apartment and there was a small explosion; near immediately, it began filling with thick smoke.

“Up! Come on, what are you staring at!” Nayeon pulled her to her feet and pushed her towards the ladder. She white knuckled the rungs as she went down.

There was a crash inside the apartment, now, followed by yelling.

As she reached the second story landing, she heard a pop!, and the window they’d just came through shattered. It rained down on the two of them, but Nayeon was quick to pull Tzuyu close to her, shielding her from the falling glass. She pushed her towards the next ladder.

“Go, Tzuyu!”

Nayeon didn’t follow. She tossed another one of the smoke bombs up to the third story landing, blocking their view of the window entirely. Tzuyu was halfway down the ladder when her foot went through the rusted step– she fell the remaining six feet, crashing down onto the cobblestone and crying out as she rolled her ankle. Her head hit the curb and her world went blurry.

She heard Nayeon curse, and in what could have been seconds or minutes, she was pulled to her feet. Nayeon’s arm was around her waist, supporting a lot of her weight. Blood pounded in her ears. She was dizzy. She could barely make out what Nayeon was saying, and barely registered the popping noises coming from somewhere around her. At some point, Nayeon gave a sudden yelp.

As she was shoved into the back seat of a familiar car, everything went dark.

#spies au #Nayeon #Momo #Tzuyu #twice au #twice fanfic #spies au main

[wizkiddx]

Not sure if you are taking request at all but if you do, do you mind writing something about Harry agreeing to be the birth photographer at the birth of his niece (tom and reader’s daughter) 🥺🤍

this was so interesting!! personally I am way too self conscious to have a photographer when I *eventually* have a kid aha, but I hope this is what u were looking for x x p.s. coming at my brand w the white hearts :)

tomholland x reader

summary: harry gets terrified by toms request about the birth of his child, but the reader smoothes it over

Having just had a round of golf with Harry, Tom invited him back to yours for a cuppa and a catch up too. After all the years of living and travelling with Harry by his side, Harry in particular was massively important to TOm. Especially since he’d moved in with you, Tom constantly made a super special effort to spend as much time with him as possible. Harry had a key and had no quam with letting himself in uninvited. Though since he had walked in at *the wrong time* a bit too frequently, and then the announcement of your pregnancy - he had cut down the unexpected visits.

“So, I actually wanted to ask you something.”

“This does not sound good” Harry furrowed his eyebrows together, looking suspiciously at his brother as he poured the kettle into the two matching ‘Brothers Trust’ mugs.

“Since when? I only ever ask you to do good things?”

“We both absolutely know that is not true.” Harry deadpanned, pointing to the palm of his right hand which carried a large scar. Scar in question had been sustained during one of Tom’s incredibly ‘good’ aka stupid ideas.

“Right fair… I’ll allow that.” He receeded, placing the two mugs onto the counter in front of Harry. All it took was one look at the pale brown colour for Harry to turn his nose up, shooting Tom a look as though he’d just murdered a puppy. The elder of the two sighed, knowing exactly what his brothers snobbiness was about.

“Seriously?”

“It’s not your fault your awful at this, some people just aren’t born with it.” With a sarky pat on the back Harry rounded the counter, pouring the freshly brewed but slightly too milky tea down the drain - before flicking the kettle on to make his own brew… properly this time.

Tom knew his brother well enough to know not to argue or protest, instead perching on the counter as he watched Harry work his ‘magic’.

“But seriously me and Y/n have been talking about the birth cos you know, it’s not too far away now.” This was true, you were now only 3 weeks from your due date - but going by the size of you, you were ready to pop. Quite literally, you didn't know how much longer you could last.

“I’d be concerned if you weren’t mate.”

“Well yeh and I basically um …  had the idea to get a photographer for the birth right? It’s quite an American thing but I don’t want to forget anything and I’m sure it’s gonna be magical.” In response, Harry slowly turned around, empty mug in hand and eyes fierce.

“Are you fucking stupid?!”

To be fair to Harry, that had pretty much been your reaction when Tom first suggested it - word for word. He’d got the idea from one of the crew he’d filmed his most recent projects with, the guy had been raving about how beautiful it was and once he’d shown the pictures to Tom - he had to agree. Eventually Tom had worn you down to it and actually the idea of being able to save the moment you met your kid for the first time didn’t sound too bad. You had firmly set the boundaries of no photos of your ‘labour face’ and absolutely nothing from the ‘other end of the bed.’

The worry for both of you, as it always was given Tom’s reputation, was privacy. Especially the birth of your child, having a stranger there had you straight refusing, even a friend seemed still a little invasive. It was only when Tom had remembered he had a brother (who you were also incredibly close to) who was handy with a camera. Even if he had no experience with this particular type of photography, Harry was a pretty safe pair of hands for a camera in any situation. God knows he’s had enough practice at it.

“No hear me out, Y/n agreed too-“

“Of course this was your idea! So she’s totally fine with me staring at her fanny through a camera lens?”

“Harry” That was a warning tone, which the frizzy haired boy chose to completely ignore.

“No I-I mean, you want me to stare at your finances bits? Isn’t that some sort of weird incsest?”

“Shut the fuck up about Y/n’s body. You OBVIOUSLY wouldn’t be taking photos of that end, more like when the baby gets handed to us you know?”

“When its covered in gunk that came out of Y/n?”

“I’m pretty sure they clean it-“

“Not properly!”

Thankfully perhaps, the conversation was interrupted by the kettle clicking off, the water coming to a boil. With a huff Harry turned round, pouring and then stirring the tea as Tom watched his back from a distance. Neither spoke till after Harry finished, returning the milk to the fridge and then leaning against the counter top.

“Look I get it if you dont want to but your the only one Y/n trusts to do it and it means a lot to me.”

“Y/n wants me to stare at her fanny?!”

“No calm down you div. But you are the only one she trusts to be in the room when our first child is born. Will you just think about it?”

Harry opened his mouth to reply, probably protest, but before he could the front door opened and you called through the house.

“Tom? I’m home!” And becasue the boy was whipped he instantly trotted to the front door giving you a peck on your lips. He murmured to you that Harry was there, his lips moving against yours and you nodded with a small smile. You knew, instantly, that Tom in all his idiocy hadn’t handled it well.

“Would you mind getting all the shopping from car? Pregnant and all, so I’m not allowed to lift a finger.” You cocked your head, laughing as he rolled his eyes with a nod.

“I’m excited for when you can't play that card.”

“But then I’ll be the women who pushed a baby out for you… the mother of your child.”  Winking, you then quickly moved through the house before he could protest, just knowing he was pulling a pouty face as he watched you sway away.

Once in the kitchen you saw Harry nursing his mug like it was the last drink on earth, hunched over it from where he was sitting on a stool on the breakfast bar.

“ You lose at golf?” Opening the conversation, Harry instantly shot his head up, looking slightly terrified to see you.

“Wha- no, no I didn’t actually.”

“Tom asked you huh?” He nodded, seemingly not wanting to commit with words. “I had exactly the same face when he first told me. It’s weird right?”

“Yeh no shit.”

“He’s really keen on it though, I mean he’s like an excited puppy about the whole birth.”

“But you want it too?”

“Sort of. What I do want is for him to be happy though. And I’m fairly certain he’s gonna be terrified throughout the whole birth while I won’t be in a position to help himl.”

“You’ll probably have other stuff on your mind to be fair.” You laughed, at that, nodding in agreement with him.

“Just a little. I did think though, who is a person who I can trust to look after him too during that... and even I draw a line at your dad… Look if you don't want to, I totally get it and I can’t promise that I won’t be screaming at you during if you do. But it would comfort me to know you were there, with or without the bloody camera.”

“Seriously?” Rather than exclaiming it, Harry whispered in shock, not expecting this sort of a revelation.

“Course H! You're my little brother too.”

“I might pass out.”

“So will your brother, at least he won’t be on his own then.”

“I’ll do it.”

“Thnakyouthankyouthankyou!” You squealed, running over to hug him from the back, arms round his shoulders as he squirmed on the stool.

It was at this point Tom walked back in after unloading the ridiculous amount of baby clothes shopping you had done. Big strong Tom had to take 2 trips up and down the stairs to the nursery. Of course, all it took was a few words from you and Harry was falling at your feat. He was hardly surprised. Annoyingly you seemed to have this power over all the Hollands. They never stood a chance.

It wasn’t till later than evening, long since Harry had left and the dishwasher had been put on after Tom had made a mess cooking you dinner. Only then did your phone ping with a text message from Sam.

Sam H

‘I dont know what you’ve done to Harry but I’m scared, he’s binge watching one born every minute.’

Immediately you cracked up, knowing that it was his nervous energy and need to ‘be prepared’. Tom, who was lying behind you on the sofa whilst his hands caressing your stomach, jerked his head up intrigued as the what the ‘ding’ was. You showed him and he snorted in laughter too, whilst nuzzling his nose into your neck.

“How did you bring him round by the way?”

“Oh you know, I’ve got all of you wrapped round my little finger when I want.”

“That you do… do you think I should be worried?”

“Nah your just all softies.” Laughing softly, you pulled his arms tighter around you, wiggling back into him a bit more.”

“You didn’t tell him about the godparent thing though?”

“Course not… we can give him a separate heart attack about that.”

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[lavenderwhore444]

So imagine this the reader is a hero and shigaraki is a villain of course anyways shiggy falls head over heels for the reader and always tries to get there attention while the reader does find shigaraki cute but he’s being a pain in the ass always destroying things and making messes, reader kidnapped him and  Using him as a fuck toy ( of course our little  pervert is enjoying this ) anyways the reader straight up tells him if he behaves and start doing good things he’ll get rewarded and actually get to cum, long story short tahts how shigaraki stopped being a villain and destroying things

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This feeds my saviour complex 🤤

Warnings: edging, blowjob, Shiggy cums in your mouth, lol, fingering (female), vaginal sex, porn (filming), Tomura wasn't as submissive as I planned and pretty much doms you in the end 😞. He's kinda subby at the beginning tho. THIS COULD’VE BEEN SO MUCH BETTER IM MAD. If this gets 1,000 notes, I'll rewrite it 😏 I never say shit like that but yolo ig.

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“Shiggy why the actual fuck are we here? It’s the middle of nowhere and that hero y/n’s base is here, ” Dabi complained.

“Shut up. I’m your boss, ” he said, giddy with excitement.

He was so excited to see you: your cool quirk and costume, your pretty voice and face. Plus you’d pay attention to him. You both fought close range, so he’d be able to get a good look at you. He'd get to admire how beautiful you looked up close. The last time he saw you, he swore you were blushing at him. It wasn't like him to flirt with heroes. That was Dabi’s thing, but he couldn't resist.

“Dabi burn that down, ” he ordered.

“Yes boss, ” he muttered, setting the building ablaze.

It was the sixth time in two weeks blue flames were seen from out your window. You sighed, stretched and walked towards the burning building.

“Again?!” you said, saving the last of the people inside.

“I just couldn't resist, ” Tomura smiled, “I missed you y/n if you’d just give me your number, we wouldn't have to do this, ”

“In your dreams, creep, ” you scoffed.

“You're so mean to me, “ he pouted, letting you dodge his punch on purpose.

“God fucking damn it Shigaraki. Stop burning my shit down!” you yelled in frustration.

“Then go out with me. Then I'll quit burning things down. Please y/n? I promise, ” he said.

You groaned, “no, Shigaraki, I won't go out with you, ”

“I love it when you say my name, ” he sighed, “you have such a pretty voice y/n, ”

You slapped him on the back, tripping him with your other foot.

“Just get out of here, ” you said.

“Fine, fine, but i’ll be back for you my love!” he called as he stumbled into the warp gate.

You smiled to yourself. Shigaraki was kind of cute, but he always made such a mess. It was a shame, really.

A bruise-covered Tomura stumbled upstairs. Normally he’d be mad that an enemy marked up his avatar but they were your bruises. Proof that you had touched him with those gorgeous hands. He shrugged off his coat to find a note stuck to it.

‘xxx-xxx-xxxx’

It was your number. You gave him your number. He practically skipped downstairs. He slid into the seat beside Dabi and waved the note in his face.

“She gave me her number, ” Shigaraki bragged.

“Ha, funny story, ” Dabi deadpanned, lighting a cigarette.

“Whatever, I don't need you to believe me, ” he said.

He walked upstairs and sat on the bed to make a contact for you. He put you as ‘y/n <3’ with his favorite picture of you. The picture was from your very first fight. You and All Might were smiling at the camera. He had bought photoshop for two reasons, the first to get All Might out of the picture and second, so he could enhance the photo of you. He ran a finger over your digital face.

“So pretty, ” he whispered, “my pretty y/n, ”

Shigaraki finally worked up the courage to text you.

I knew you'd give in eventually y/n

ᵈᵉˡⁱᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ

He put his phone down and started playing his game. Before he knew it, hours had gone by. He checked his phone.

I knew you'd give in eventually y/n

ᵒᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ

Whatever come see me

I'm not dumb y/n this is a trap

I thought you liked me

ᵒᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ

I promise it’s not a trap

And I never thought I'd say this but I do like you Shigaraki

Even if you make a mess of the city

Every

Fucking

Day

Get over here before I change my mind creep

📍 y/n sent their location 📍

Fine

ᵒᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ

Shigaraki gave Kurogiri the adress.

“Here. Now, ” he ordered, putting on his artist's gloves.

The warp gate opened, and he took a shaky breath before stepping through. He entered your living room, it was surprisingly cozy, and you had lit a fire. You weren't in the room, so he sent you another text.

I'm here

ᵒᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ

He heard you open the door and walk in.

“Hey creep, ” you said.

You sat in front of him on the couch.

“You can sit but if you want to keep standing there like an idiot go ahead, ” you said.

He scoffed, “the real idiot is the person who let a villain walk into her house after sending him her location, ”

“Touche, ” you responded, “but I know you'd never hurt me. The city and everyone else is fair game apparently,”

“Just let go of the whole destroying cities thing, ” he said, putting an arm around you, “I was just doing it to impress you, ”

“The only thing that was impressive is all the extra hours I had to put in, ” you snapped.

The room fell silent.

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you, but you do really stress me out, Shigaraki, ” you sighed, “so I guess it’s only fair that you help me relax, ”

You straddle his lap, putting your hands in his hair

“You're going to live here from now on and pay off your debt to me, Shiggy. And if you're good, you'll even get a reward, ” you said, tapping your finger on his nose.

“What do you mean rela- oh, ” he said, realizing what you meant.

“You don't have to if you don't want to, baby, ” you said, kissing his forehead, “you'd never hurt me, and I'd never hurt you, ”

You wiggled your hips in his lap, “although something tells me you want this as much as I do, Shiggy, ”

“Yeah whatever, ” he mumbled, embarrassed, “go ahead, ”

“You sure?” You asked, nuzzling the side of his neck.

The only time you touched people as a pro-hero was if you were fighting them or saving them. Having Shigaraki here was so nice. He was rubbing your back and holding you. Despite being with a villain, you felt so safe.

“I'm sure, y/n, ” Shigaraki said.

He moved your face in front of his and kissed you. Neither of you had much experience when it came to kissing or romance in general. You were too busy fighting each other. All things considered, your first kiss was pretty good. You never thought you'd have a villain in your house, let alone on your lips. He rubbed his hands up and down your waist.

“Use me however you want y/n you deserve it, baby. I trust you, ” he mumbled against your lips.

It didn't take long for the two of you to strip, shoving your tongues into each other a mouths. Shigaraki didn't really know what to do. He mostly learned from porn. He just kind of rubbed your cunt smiling when you jumped as he found your clit. He learned quickly, rubbing it harshly as you whined into his mouth. He found your hole after a while, pressing a finger in. One didn't really do anything for you so he pressed in another one confused that it wasn't causing the reaction he wanted.

He started wiggling his fingers around until he felt an extra squishy part inside of you and rubbed it, causing you to start moaning again. He brought his other hand to your clit, letting you hump his hand.

“Shigaraki, ” you whined, “please don't stop, ”

“Not gonna stop, baby, ” he said, “don’t worry, ”

You didn't expect him to get you to cum his first try, but soon, you were feeling the pleasure intensify until it broke, ripping through your body.

“No more baby, ” you groaned, “too much, ”

He pulled his hands away and pressed his forehead to yours.

“Thank you for letting me touch you like that y/n, ” he said.

“Its time for me to return the favor, ” you smiled knowing exactly what you wanted.

You lowered yourself onto him, adjusting as he groaned at the feeling of you around him. You felt so warm and wet, so tight around him. He bucked into you when you finally started bouncing. His nails dug into your hips. You decided to rile him up.

“Gonna make you cum so hard, baby, ” you said, nearly giggling, “gonna make you feel so good,”

You reached down to your clit, throwing your head back. His size made it quite easy to get yourself off, and before you knew it, you were right on the edge. You pushed yourself to cum as fast as possible, moaning and whimpering.

“So close baby, ” he groaned as your orgasm finished.

“Too bad, ” you said getting off of him, “did you really think you deserve to cum? After all the trouble you caused? You're gonna have to work for it Tomura Shigaraki, ”

“What the hell, ” he said, “that's not fucking fair. I made you cum twice, isn't that enough?”

“After all the shit you've done? No, no, no, baby, the only way you're gonna get to cum is if you start cleaning up your fucking messes. We’re going out tonight to help clean up that building you burnt up, ”

“No the fuck we’re not. I'm leaving. Fuck you, ” he said.

“Ah ah ah, ” you said, grabbing his phone and pressing two buttons, “kurogiri can't send any warp gates, and your quirk is neutralized. Plus, I'm keeping this phone, ”

He was livid. Maybe you were the real villain here.

“Dont look so sad baby, if you work hard enough, you could cum in the next couple of days. Until then, you're mine to fuck whenever and however I want, ” you said.

He scoffed, “I'm a villain y/n I'm not gonna let everyone see me acting like a fucking hero, ”

“Have fun being edged every day then, and no, you're not allowed to get yourself off. I can't trust you not to, so you're forcing me to tie you up. If only you would come to help your wonderful girlfriend who's just trying to help you have a better life, ” you said.

“Girlfriend?” he sputtered.

“Mhm, ” you said, “I like you, Shigaraki don't you remember? And you asked me out yesterday, ”

He stood there dumbfounded.

“Come on. I'm tired let's get to bed, ” you said, taking his hand.

You walked into the bathroom with him.

“Here I got you pajamas and a toothbrush. Do you need anything else?” you asked.

“No I'm good. Thanks, ” he said.

“No problem baby, ” you said, ruffling his hair.

You brushed your teeth and put on pajamas. You caught him by surprise and tied his hands together.

“Hey what the hell?” he said.

“Shiggy, I told you I couldn’t trust you to be a good boy. You forced my hand, ” you said, leading him to bed.

You both laid down, and you pulled him into your chest, cuddling him close.

“Mmm, good night Shiggy, ” you said.

“Fuck you y/n...goodnight, ” he grumbled.

You giggled and kissed the top of his head. Over the next few weeks, Shigaraki became more and more irritable. It was so annoying to be pushed to the edge every day just to watch you take his orgasm away.

“Fine!” he yelled, on the sixth week of his stay “fine! I'll clean up all the buildings Dabi burned down yesterday! Just let me cum y/n, baby, just let me cum, ” he begged.

You smiled and hugged him tightly, “oh Shiggy, I knew you'd give in and help me! I'm so proud of you. C’mon let's go right now and you can cum after. Any way you want baby, ”

To everyone's surprise, Shigaraki did a great job of cleaning up the building in record time. However, he did threaten everyone at least five times until you shot him a look to make him utter a ‘sorry.’ he had earned his phone back after that since he did such a good job.

He got his shit rocked that night, cumming until he was shaking and crying. Begging you for more.

“Please y/n please let me cum again, m-more I want more, ” he begged.

“Tell me how much you want it baby. Tell me how bad you need to cum, ” you said, taking him in your mouth again.

“Please, ” he cried, “please y/n I need it so bad, ”

You spent hours fucking him, fucking him even though you were over stimulated to the point of tears.

Meanwhile, the league was falling apart without him and disappearing almost completely. It was no secret that people were looking for him, but he was with other heroes all the time. They had no chance at getting him back.

‘So this is what it’s all about,’ he thought, ‘sure y/n is getting paid but not for this. Y/n cleans up and helps people for free. She never gets paid when she's helping behind the scenes. Neither do her friends. Maybe I had it all wrong. Maybe I was right about heroes when I was a kid, ‘

“Y/n, ” he said one night, “I want to get my license. I want to be a real hero, just like I wanted when I was a kid. I was wrong. I was wrong about all of this, ”

You smiled and kissed him hard, “I knew you'd come around, Tomura. You deserve a special reward, baby, ”

He grinned, “what did you have in mind?”

“Mmm, how would you like to show the entire world that I'm all yours?” you asked.

“Id fucking love that y/n, ” he said.

You kissed him. It was messy and loving. He left hickeys all over your neck, snapping picture after picture.

“You want to take a few of me a sucking your cock? Want a fucking video for everyone to see? Let everyone know I suck your cock? Yeah, do you want that baby?” you teased, settling between his legs.

“Do you when have to ask?” he said grabbing your hair on a ponytail, “go on baby, don't be shy, ”

He had his phone in his hand as you licked a long strip up his shaft.

“Tell them who you belong to, baby, ” he groaned.

“You, ” you said, sucking on the head of Shigaraki’s cock making him moan, “I belong to you, Shiggy, I'm yours baby, ”

“That's right, ” he whispered.

You started bobbing your head as he moved more hair out of your face zooming in on you.

“Smile for the camera baby, ” he teased.

You smiled around his cock as best you could while still sucking him off. He kept the camera trained on your face as he shoved you down the rest of the way, causing you to gag. He whispered out a quiet ‘fuck’ as you struggled around him.

“Oh fuck, ” he groaned, using your mouth, “almost there, baby, keep taking my cock come on you can do it y/n, ”

You sucked harder trying to use your tongue as much as you could. You felt him pull you so your mouth was around his tip cumming in your mouth instead of your throat.

“Show them, baby, ” he said, zooming in on your mouth, “show them all the cum you took, ”

You opened your mouth, some dribbling down your chin.

“Swallow sweetie, ” he cooed.

You swallowed and opened your mouth again to show that it was empty.

He chuckled, “good job baby, ” he said petting your hair.

He stopped the video watching some of it through.

“Good job y/n you're a natural, ” he smirked.

You giggled and kissed his inner thigh.

“Lay down on your back on the bed for me, baby, ” he said, walking with you to the bedroom.

He ran his hand over your body, squeezing your tits and thighs.

“So pretty baby, ” Shigaraki whispered, panning the phone up your body.

You giggled, spreading your legs for him.

“God y/n look at that baby. So fucking wet for me. Just for me, ” he said

He ran a finger through the wetness between your legs. Once Shigaraki’s finger was coated, he brought it up to your mouth, getting a good view of your face as you sucked it clean. He laughed and dragged the finger back down your body to push it into you. He quickly added a second finger and working you up until you were moaning and moving against him frantically.

“Right there, ” you moaned, “please Shiggy I'm gonna, ”

“Go on, baby, let them see you cum for me, babe, ” he urged, bumping your clit with his thumb.

Your legs started shaking as you got louder, letting go around his fingers for the whole world to see. Thinking about that, everyone seeing a pro-hero brought to her knees by the most powerful ex villain.

“Want you inside, ” you muttered, “want you inside me, please Shiggy, ”

He smirked and lined you up, rubbing his cock against you before sliding in as your back arched.

“Shiggy, ” you whined, “baby please move, please fuck me, ”

“Sure princess, ” he snickered.

He got a good angle and started to thrust slowly. You whimpered, gripping the sheets as he began to speed up, listening to your moans and the squelch of your cunt as he plunged into you. He began to speed up, alternating between your face as you got lost in pleasure and the way his cunt hugged his cock. Shigaraki kept up a steady pace for a while before throwing it all away to fuck you ruthlessly, letting your tits bounce for the camera as you became more and more desperate for release.

“Shigaraki, ” you cried, “I need to cum, baby. Please, ”

He brought a finger down to your clit, rubbing slow circles that increased in speed slowly until he was rubbing it ruthlessly. Your moans only got louder as you bucked against him.

“I'm gonna cum, ” you whispered.

“Louder, baby, ” he said, starting to lose control.

“I'm gonna cum!” you cried.

“Do it, baby. Come on, let them see you lose control, let them see what I fucking do to you. Cum for me y/n.”

Your back arched, eyes rolled back as you let out a loud broken moan. Shigaraki moaned as he zoomed in on your face, contorted in pleasure.

“Fuck baby I'm gonna cum. Gonna cum inside of you baby girl, ” he grunted getting faster.

He let out a long moan as he halted inside of you, letting his cock shoot cum inside of you. He stayed still, panting before pulling out slowly. He let the camera focus on the sticky white liquid oozing out of you.

“Fuck, ” he whispered.

He dipped his finger into you and had you lick the cum off of it.

“I love you, ” he whispered, bracing himself for rejection.

“I love you too, ” you said, pulling him into a kiss with the phone forgotten.

The video was stopped as he pulled you close to him. Shigaraki held you to his chest, rubbing circles on your back.

“Guess what I'm drawing, ” he said, tracing a heart on your back.

“A flower?” you guessed.

“Nope, ” he said, kissing the top of your head, “a heart, ”

He grabbed his phone again, posting the videos.

“There we go, ” he whispered, “now they'll know you're all mine,”

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