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Reacting to their crush being a villian's daughter

A/N: I got a very interesting anon request (at the end of the post), sadly I don't have the kind of time to do one of these for all of the 1A students so I picked a few -quality over quantity- and did short scenarios. If you're interested on anything longer or on a specific character you can submit another request at any time! Sidenote; I aged them up a little bit so that everything could be more adult like.

Warnings: two fluff, one angst, some lesbian shit and ofcourse bakulanguage (bad words). And I didn't proofread this because I took really really fucking long and wanted to upload soon as possible. Also, the last one is written as first person unlike the first two because I'm trying out which style I like best. Please forgive me.

DEKU

Green doe eyes followed you around. It was imposible not to notice them. And it made your skin crawl, pleasantly that was.

Midoriya would get all flushed whenever you'd stare back at him or if your gazes met by chance. It was a miracle how nobody else had noticed this. And it would become a problem. You were quite sure of it.

It was obvious the green haired boy had grown out of his shell in the three years you'd known him. And that left you wondering. Had he felt this way about you the whole time? Or was this just a fleeting new crush?

The second option was completely discarded when the two of you met by chance outside the dorms, and the freckled boy finally seemed to muster up the courage to ask you out. Ofcourse at the moment you didn't want to say no, so for a fleeting moment you let your heart make the decision over your head. All these years you'd been successful at keeping most of your classmates oblivious to the private aspects to your life. You had managed to not get anyone too involved with you, and now you broke your own rule.

"We'll meet on the weekend then!" his smile was bright, a pink blush tinting his face. But it was nothing like when he was a first year, he'd grown.

"Yes Midoriya-kun." I smile back and hurry off inside the building, on a complete daze until I reach my bedroom. What was I to do now?

Soon weekend came, and early as a bird, there was a knock on your front door. You were panicking, hard. While your aunt gave you a reassuring smile and opened the door for you, nudging you outside.

"Oh Ms.Y/L/N, these are for you."

Your eyes widened, partly because of the beautiful flowers Midoriya held out to your aunt. But mostly at the confusion of Izuku thinking she was your mom. Suddenly your heart sunk, and while your aunt gladly accepted the flowers and chatted the green haired boy a bit she noticed this as well.

As the two of you walked down the street, your anxieties rised up, making you come to a halt.

"Is something the matter Y/n?"

Your eyes gazed into his, and you inhaled deeply.

"I'd like to say something first, before we can go amy further." before anyone's feelings are on the line.

He nodded, suddenly worried.

"The person you just met is my aunt, not my mother. And, the reason why I live with my aunt is because when I was very little, my parents... Um, they..." you bit your lip and stared at the ground under your feet.

Not quite sure of what you were trying to say, but 100% willing to give you his support, Deku slipped his hand under yours. He gave a slight nudge to your arm with his other hand, wordlessly saying he was there, willing to listen.

"It's not what you're expecting..." that was less than a whisper "When I say this you may want to keep away from me, and, I think I'd fully understand if that is your choice." the vile lie stung, if he did decided he couldn't stand going out with someone like you you'd be pretty scarred. But better to be scarred than heartbroken later on.

Sensing your insecurity Deku brought your hand in between you two "You can tell me, but it doesn't have to be now."

"Yes now," with your free hand you held your waist, bracing yourself for the impact. "I don't live with my parents, because when I was little they used to be villains."

The last word is hushed, Midoriya was afraid he would have missed it if he wasn't paying such attention to you. But, his hand never left yours, his stare never wavered. And you looked up to his green eyes.

"I should apologize for the confusion to your aunt. That was quite impolite."

You chuckled nervously "She liked the flowers though."

Sensing your unease he brought your hand to his lips, a quick peck taking a bit of your breath away.

"To me, it doesn't matter who your parents are, or were. You are here, you are making good choices. And I've liked you for more than a year now. Nothing like that is going to make me back down from dating you."

His eyes were sure, his voice never faltered. Even though your heart did like a million times.

"If- If you allow me to, of- ofcourse."

The snort that left you couldn't be helped. He acted big and sure for a slight second only to go back to his usual, unsure self.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

A smile tugged at your lips. All of these years you had been sheltering yourself because you thought nobody would see you for you. You thought your past was all the would be able to see. But this boy was proving you wrong, and after that, you were a little bit more confident.

"Shall we?"

"We shall." you responded, chuckling as the both of you kept on walking down the street. Deku's hand held on to yours, and even if the two of you got very flustered he didn't let go. Reassuring you that there was no shame, no way he'd be backing out of this.

MOMO

Sweat kept appearing on your hands, no matter how much you dried and dried them again. This didn't you unnoticed by Momo, as she had been watching you for a while. Well truth be told, she was watching you a lot lately. And always got this warm feeling on her stomach when doing so.

She might be crushing a little bit.

So at the sight of the nervous wreck you had become. Momo couldn't resist the urge to soothe your nerves, so she went to stand close to you, and thought a little bit about what she should say.

"They are going to be here." You say without thinking. It's not like Yaoyorozu was a stranger to you. Maybe it was hopeful thinking, but she'd been somewhat of a friend to you since starting high school.

But at first she couldn't grasp her head around what you said. Did you mean the agencies? The pros?

"We're all a little nervous Y/n, but I'm sure we'll all do great"

"No, you don't understand." At this point your eyes went to hers as you wiped your hands for the hundredth time. "My parents. They will be coming here. To see me."

"Oh!" As far as Momo knew your parents were just busy people, who barely had time on their hands to be with you. But that was not nearly half of the story.

"That is good! I'm happy for you, you finally get to show off for your mom like you wanted."

"Yeah well I'm not so sure now, there's a lot. Like a lot of pro heroes around. Maybe this wasn't the best idea."

Momo frowned at this, your eyes were lost, as if you were visualizing something horrible happening. And she really wanted to help you ease your nerves.

"Is that bad? Do you think they'll feel bad?"

She had no idea. Nobody did. And them getting caught was definetly the worst way to announce to the world you were the child of two of the most known villains. Why did they always make everything so hard for you? You wished only to be left in peace. And suddenly you were laughing.

The irony was too big.

"Why would they even want to come? What pride will it give them to see me succeed as a hero? Sooner or later we'll be up agaisnt each other... God they are so cruel."

Momo frowned deeply and you looked over to her.

"They won't feel bad in the least, they like the adrenaline, the thought that they could get caught any second. That what's wrong with villains you know? They usually don't give a damn. Ugh, I'm sorry Momo, you shouldn't get dragged into my mess."

If you'd been really watching her you would have noticed the puzzled look on her face. And how eventually it was like all the pieces fell together. The realization caused her to gasp softly, and only then did your eyes gaze up at her and it was like you'd taken your head out of your own ass.

"Y/n..."

"Shit, Momo I am so so sorry, I've said too much. Oh no, I just, it felt like..."

Like I could trust you. Was all your mind was saying. Had you been wrong?

"Oh no no, don't, uh. It's none of my business. I think it's great they are still proud of you! And all that right? I'm glad you felt like you could trust me Y/n." The glint in her eyes didn't go unnoticed by you, but right now your hands wers even sweatier and your heart drummed agaisnt your rib cage in a most savage manner.

The both of you sort of stared at each other for a little while.

"I'm glad you think that Yaoyorozu." A soft smile broke out in your lips and her heart felt warm at the sight of it. "I thought people would think I was crazy, choosing to be a hero with the parents that I have."

"Well, to me this only means that you aren't easily influenced. It's good that you have your own mind Y/n. You're your own person, and no matter what happens with your family you should always stick to your own beliefs."

Too lost in her words to think, an impulse to kiss her lips overtook you. And you flinched at the thought. She was just so perfect. How did she manage to say exactly what you needed to hear?

"M- may I... tr- try something Yaoyorozu?"

When her brows knit together and a somewhat clueless expression crossed her face your softly reached up to her cheek. Making her quickly understand your intentions. A soft blush spreading through her cheeks.

A small smile gave you all the permission you needed, and you leaned into her. Pressing your lips together and pulling away quickly, inspecting her reaction.

Before anything else names begun to get called out through the speakers, the bustling of your classmates letting you know it was time.

"Well now that you're all better... what do you say we go out there and officially graduate?"

"I'll be most relieved to do that."

The two of you share a laugh and a secretive smile when joining the rest of your class. A newfound sense of confidence taking over you.

SHINSO

He looked handsome as ever. His brooding figure standing out in the middle of the street. He looked taller, and wider. Probably that school he decided to go to made them train like crazy.

"Shinso!" my hand waved over my head so he could spot me, the sun was already setting and soon it'd be dark.

Upon seeing me his expression relaxed slightly and he crossed the street to get to me, eyeing me curiously just as I'd done him a few seconds ago.

"You're shorter than I remember."

My mouth falls open, trying to convey how offended I was.

"I'm not short! You just grew so much, you're like a giant now."

He chuckled darkly and I roll my eyes.

"I'm glad you told me you were coming back, it's nice to see you."

Since when had he become the smooth talker?

"W- well, I had to come see my only friend who will soon be a hero. Otherwise who would protect me from the dangers of the world?"

With that we walked over to the nearest cafeteria, making small talk and telling each other how life had been since parting ways in middle school.

"How do you like U.A.? Is it everything you expected it to be?"

"Well, I couldn't join the hero course at first. The same old thing about my quirk and not having much abilities, but I've worked on it. I'm working really hard so that I can prove everyone wrong."

My heart suddenly sunk a tiny bit for the purple haired boy. Ever since we were little people had big opinions about his quirk, which in my opinion was cool as hell. And quite strong too.

"Do your classmates respect you?"

"It's certainly not like middle school, but, I think it's more fear than respect." He says while taking a sip of his drink, my eyes inspecting his expression.

"Well if you ask me I'd love to have people fear me, it'd make me feel powerful."

"Nobody would fear your short ass." It's a matter of factly statement, and my eyebrows shot up to my hairline.

"You little shit, you don't deserve this cupcake." And having said that my hand swiftly grabbed the small pastry from his plate, thinking I'd get away with it.

But just when I begun moving my hand towards my mouth he grabbed it. Finger tight around my wrist as he guided it back to his own mouth, I shrieked playfully and tried not tu budge. But Shinso really was stronger than before. And without realizing it his lips encased softly around my fingertips, taking half of the small pasty into his mouth. But never letting go of my hand.

I could feel the heat traveling to my ears and face, his lips were really soft. And Oh Dear I wanted to die now because the way he was holding my hand, I felt like I was going to explode.

"Mmm, this is really tasty" the way he moaned was definetly the end of me, soon enough blood was sure to drip down from my nose.

Without a second thought he guided my hand back to my mouth, urging me to try it, oblivious to just how much his action had affected me. We might have been friends for several years and all, but we really weren't kids anymore.

His expecting eyes urged me to take a bit and so I did, my mouth watering as soon as I started chewing. "It really is good."

"Right? I'm going to get more, I'm assuming you want some too?."

I nod furiously as I finish swallowing and look up at him as he stands to go to the counter, following his movements as he steps closer to him. A soft smile on his face as he grabs a napkin and wipes my clueless face.

"So many years and you still get dirty when eating."

And with that he left.

Something about his words sounded so filthy my knees bucked under the table. What was this? Was Shinso flirting with me?? Or was I imagining things?

As my heart bounced in place I tried to focus on something, my eyes landing on the small TV in a corner of the cafeteria. My whole body freezing when a picture of my old house appeared on the screen. I blinked repeatedly. Not now please not now.

But as sure as the waves of the ocean went back and forth the next thing shown on the screen were pictures of my parents and other people. Seeing the word villains on the screen made my blood boil, and I looked over to Shinso. His eyes glued to the screen as well while his back was to me.

I wanted to run away. But steadily repeated to myself that I had no reason to. Focusing my eyes on my hands I counted. Trying to distract myself.

"Hey"

His voice nearly had me crawling out of my skin.

"Ready to go?"

"Mmhm" offering him a smile I pick myself up and we walk outside the cafeteria. A brown bag in his hand

I walked quietly next to him, thinking how long it'd be until he brought it up. Instead he offers me a cupcake and I take it hesitantly. Popping the small thing inside my mouth as we keep on walking to who knows where.

"You're quiet" he states, trying to ease up some of the tension.

Was he going to act as though he saw nothing? Maybe he didn't remember my parents?

There was no way. He knew them. And I could not simply let him believe the things the news were saying.

"I know you saw the tv Shinso."

He stiffened. "I didn't want to be rude and bring it up."

"It's not rude, I should probably just explain..."

"You don't have to explain yourself, it's your parents who did something wrong Y/n, not you. I know you."

I stopped on my tracks. A quick glance around let me know we where nearing a closed park, so it was quiet enough for us to talk.

"You got it all wrong. My parents didn't do anything wrong, the news are exaggerating it."

Shinso frowned, unsure "Then what exactly did they do?"

"I thought I didn't have to explain myself to you." I swallow the lump in my throat

"But if they didn't do anything wrong then you can tell me."

"Well I'm saying they aren't villains, they didn't harm anyone." I defended.

Shinso didn't say anything.

"You know my parents. Will you really believe anything else besides what you know?"

"I- I don't have to believe anything."

"No, please tell me, what do you think of us?"

"I'm sure you have nothing to do with it Y/n... I really wish we dropped this."

"You say that like you do think they did something bad." His eyes looked up at me with guilt.

"They're in jail aren't they? This is why you're back."

My eyes widened "They are not! And they won't be because they didn't do anything wrong Shinso."

"Then what happened??"

"You will just have to take my word for it. It's sensitive information."

After some silence the both of us took deep breaths. And he quietly offered me a cupcake. I took the bag and after taking a quick look inside I frowned.

"You bought 3"

"Oh, yeah..."

"Why? You're taking one back to your dad?"

He looked down before shaking his head no.

"I wanted to share the last one..." he said softly, bringing back the heat from before to my skin.

"Guess that's not happening now."

Shinso lifted his face from the ground. Readying himself to say something clever that would make me blush. But he is taken aback by my next words.

"You wouldn't want to be involved with the daughter of two villains. People could use it against you. That is the last thing you need."

With that statement I push the bag into his hands, walking away from him. Leaving him either confused or disappointed, I couldn't say which.

When he didn't follow behind me, I knew I had done the right thing. Shinso was going to be a pro hero, I knew it. But people would always see him the same way. And he certainly didn't need me adding on to that reputation. No matter how much I liked him or he liked me.

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Dadmight - DRAFT

This one was pretty much laid out for me,

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It was clear he didn't believe a word you just said. Neither would he buy that fake smile, it was too desperate to convince, nothing about your expression or body language was natural.

"Be careful young girl, it is crucial that a hero knows how to look after themselves as well."

"Yes Mr. All Might"

"Go on then, catch up on schoolwork with your classmate's help."

As you slightly vowed to your two teachers Toshinori counted yet another bruise, this one on your back, just beneath your right shoulder.

They both watched as their student faded into a classroom, a dark cloud hanging above their heads.

"You know there is no way she did that to herself don't you?" the teachers eyed each other, Aizawa mostly grunting in response. "I've seen her train, she's... she's careful, always calculating her next move. She's no klutz."

"We should inform the social worker."

"They aren't quick enough. I've lost count of how many times I have noticed such bruises and odd marks on her. What if telling them is not enough?"

"We can't get involved like that Yagi."

A deep frown shoves his brows together. Running over the different scenarios on his head. What if the next time you didn't even get to class and then it was too late?

"Listen, " Aizawa turned to his coworker "she is going to be here for the week. Whatever is going on with her its probably at home and here it won't reach her. I'll keep a close eye, you take your worries to the social worker."

"We've gotta figure something out by the end of the week. I'm afraid it's gone a little too far this time. And who knows about next?"

"Just don't step over the line Yagi."

And with that the conversation ended.

Throughout the week you felt the watchful eyes hovering over you. You knew you were screwed the moment you got "invited" to the social worker's office. And that the only thing left to do was hope that you were good enough an actress to avert any potential danger of the school contacting your father.

In the event of that happening you would be more than screwed. It would be hell to go back to them after that.

"Y/n?"

The social worker's eyes were inspecting you closely and a quick smile did nothing to appease her worry.

"I'm sorry, I zoned out. You were asking?"

"Who else lives in your home?"

Home, as if.

"It's only my father, older brother and I. My grandma used to visit often but with her state of health she can't travel long now."

"Oh so she lives far away then?"

A simple nod suffices and she is quick to add it to her little piece of paper about you. Unintentionally you roll your eyes.

“Tell me how are you finding living out of home? Are the dorms comfortable?”

“They are, I was kind of nervous about it but its been good.”

“Do you miss being home for the week?” 

“Yes of course.”

Her head leans slightly to the right, probably because I said it too quickly. 

“How is it being at home? Does your family eat together? Does your brother help you with classes?” 

“Uh well, most of the time either one of us brings home food because were terrible cooks.” I chuckle “

- I am posting this unfinished version since I no longer plan on finishing this or any other pieces.

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Hizashi's favorite student lives alone and she fights a dangerous villian on her way to go home. She eventually gets out because the police shows up. Hizashi finds out through the news, (please capture his reaction) she goes into her apartment to find him sitting there and tries to aviod the subject as a joke, she's all battered and bruised. He confronts her about and she like nervously tries to leave the apartment but he cages her/traps her. He's very protective Please make it long 😊❤️

I remember being so excited about getting my first Present Mic request😩 I apologize deeply for never getting around to finishing it and probably making you think I ignored ur request

I just posted what I had been working on for some time back then before giving up on writing, in case u were curious

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To my 950 followers,

I'm so sorry y'all, this bitch so dry she hasn't been able to pop out a single piece of writing in TOO FUCKING LONG. I feel so bad because I think most of you followed me expecting to see original content and this flaky motherfucker just reblogs other people's works instead of getting to her own.

i don't even have any excusess, do I even know how to write anymore??? IONKNOW there's birds chirping outside, I haven't slept shit and my brain is tiktok damaged.

this has been a psa

#i really do love to write but wow a block is nastyyyyyy #excerpt from a story i'll never write #juryoriginalwriting #fanfic

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Confessions in a starry night.

Laxus Dreyar

Fairytail Laxus x insecure reader

A/N: Because I'm an insecure person and I wish to feel identified with my favorite babies so I'm self indulging this writer. Also I wrote the ending first the added a begging and the ending was so romantic I myself fangirled and the ruined it by adding the shitty beginning but I hope you readers like it!

"COOOOOOL"

Oh no, oh no no no. "Mira!" I whisper-scream "Hide me!!" She frowns.

"Hide you why?"

"It's that reporter, the one that's always taking pictures of wizard models and ranking them and stuff."

"And you want to hide because?"

It was awkward to tell your friend how incredibly insecure you were about your whole physique. But you needed to get away before you could be further embarrassed by the reporter.

"Well I'm obviously not model material Mira!!" you say loud, too loud, and exactly the one time the guild actually quieted down. You hide your face between your palms and suddenly Erza stood right by you.

"It is upsetting to hear my beautiful friend say such things about herself, you must be running out of mirrors at home Y/n." you sighed, laying your face down on the bar.

"Titania! Here let me see that hair! COOOL!" the click of a camera startled you and you squirmed from your seat as quietly as you could.

Keeping your eyes on the reporter boy you headed for the exit of the guild, accidentally bumping into someone on the way out.

"Y/n careful, what are you doing?" it was Evergreen, pretty as ever too, with the whole thunder legion at her back.

"I'm sorryy, just sneaking away from that reporter." you say hoping to push past her and she eyes you down.

"Ofcourse you'd be, you might want to cut off on the meals with Natsu a bit if you want to appear on Sorcere's Magazine good pages." even though her tone wasn't meand you were taken aback "I could do a makeover on you if you want!" I stared at her blankly and bit my lip.

"EVER!" Laxus scolded, making the members of the legion look at him in shock.

I was very aware of everything Evergreen just mentioned, but did she truly have to point it out in front of the handsomest guy at the guild?

"Laxus, I'm just.." but he was already walking out of the guild again.

"You should put some thought into your words every now and then." he says and I'm frozen on my feet.

"I don't think she needs a makeover," Bixslow adds "but damn he is touchy."

I pushed by them keeping my head down, swallowing the knot in my throat.

"I apologize! Y/n?" her voice was confused, she truly didn't think she did anything wrong. She had only just buried the past months that I've spent trying to convince myself that my body was good and that I should accept myself. Deep down I knew everyone was thinking it, so why did this have to be a big deal?

Mind running like crazy, I decided it was better to walk around for an hour or so. And I must've taken way longer than I thought because the sun set and I was alone in the outskirts of Magnolia. I sit down for a while, deciding I would go for a drink to a bar that I visited often in this side of town. The night sky was beautiful above my head and I knew just the perfect spot to appreciate it.

"I'll take my next drink at the roof" I tell the guy at the bar and he nods. Jogging up the stairs my heart bumps excitedly without a reason, and I realize I'm catching the scent of a cologne. Reaching the roof I sniff around for the vague smell and my eye catches a body sitting down on the floor.

"Laxus?"

The person turns around and smirks. "Hey! I thought I'd join you here but you took so long I started drinkin' "

Frowning I join him on the floor, throwing my legs over the verge of the roof into the air. I'd met Laxus here by coincidence a few times before, but to think he came looking for me today.

"Here have some booze" he hands me a glass and I accept it, still confused.

"You waited long?" I ask, sipping the alcohol.

"Welllll, I went home for a bit after seeing you at the guild and then figured you maybe felt bad after my stupid team mate said those stupid things and thought I'd find you here."

"You really shouldn't call her stupid Laxus, you love her."

"I do, but" he drinks "she's got this stupid ideals about guys and girls that I don't like."

"Well it's not like she directly called me fat or anything." I shrug drinking my beer.

"Y/n," he looked at me for a second "I don't think fat is an insult, it's a trait, a pretty cute one. Neither is skinny for that matter, that's just a trait too, Ever gets so stupid over shit like that. Most guys don't even have a type, I don't." Laxus shrugs, downing the beer that's left in his glass, relaxing slightly "Girls maybe do, but I wouln't really know would I?" he giggles.

"You're so drunk right now" I laugh, throwing my head back. His stare is on me, his cheeks flushed by the alcohol, hiccups shaking his chest.

"And you're so perfect, I like perfect girls"

"Perfect?"

"Yup, as perfect as they come"

"But you just said..." I'm cut off

"Y'know why I like em perfect? Cuz there's not one girl in this world who's body isn't absolutely beautiful and hot."

My cheeks burn and I slightly roll my eyes "Do you really think of perfection? I like to view everyone as flawed, but not necessarily in a bad way, flaws are okay. They're natural."

"Well not me! To me girls are so perfect it hurts, they are all so unique and perfect in they own pefect wayz." every minute that passed it became more evident how drunk he was. "I love girls, guys I can't stand, but girls? Oof so pretty"

A laughing fit takes over me as I hear what this unrecognizable Laxus was saying right in front of me. It was like the very air was tickling my belly, and soon Laxus became contaminated by my laugh.

"Well they do say drunks are the most honest people."

He's still laughing and when my fit is slowly calming down I lay back on the floor, staring up at the stars. There's a small moment of content silence, Laxus had really made me feel better.

"You're specially beautiful Y/n, you don't deserve feeling otherwise. Thas why I got mad at Ever."

I turn my head to him as he layed down too, but stay silent and he sighs. His alcohol buzz coming down only by a tad.

"To me, you would be the ideal woman to be with. I'm just too dumb to get you, I sorta feel like you're worthy of much more."

My eyes widened and now I could feel the heat down to my neck, as he turns his face to me I face the sky again. Running away from his eyes, completely embarrassed by his confession.

"I like you, in case you didn't get that." he says, making you chuckle inevitably. "This is the part were you tell me off and realize you do deserve much better." I huff

"Why would I tell you off Laxus?"

Now it's his turn to have wide eyes and a deeper pink in his pale cheeks. "Y.. you should. I'm full of mistakes and regrets and and I'm no good."

I finally muster the courage to face him.

"You would be good to me. You are." offering him a small smile I continue, voice low "Your mistakes are in the past Laxus, nobody cares for them more than you. I know you're aware of how much of a better person you have become."

"It's not enough, not for you Y/n."

"What makes you think I don't have mistakes and regrets hmm? You don't know everything about me..." I look into his eyes and they are shinning, completely capturing me. So I decide I can confess too.

"And, I'm starting to think that I would like you to."

"Y'know it's impossible to know everything about a person right?" he points out matter of factly and I give one dry laugh.

"I'm telling you that I would like you to date me silly, get to know me so that I can get to know you." his brows furrow slightly.

"And what after that?"

I shrug.

"There are many possibilities, as many as stars on this starry night." we both look at the stars for a second before finding each others eyes again, this time much closer.

"I wanna find out which star is gonna illuminate our path." my face lights up.

"That's golden, that is sooo cheesy Laxus, I'm gonna tell everybody you said that to me at one point." I chuckle and he smiles warmly.

"I don't give a damn if you do" his hand grabs the back of my head and pulls me in for a kiss, alcohol evident in his tounge, not stopping me from kissing him back.

Slightly embarrassed I pull away first after some seconds, he opens his eyes. "I'm sorry Y/n, maybe that was too fast.."

"Oh no I just, I don't, I feel like I kiss horribly, so I'm really embarrassed" I chuckle and he looks amused.

"Why do you think that everything about you is wrong?" he asks, his hand still on the back of my neck "I look at you, and it's like, the contrary, everything about you is so good Y/n."

The heat in my face increased and I dropped my gaze to between us, we were pretty close, our bodies facing the other. "I guess I'm just, skeptical, I'm not sure why, it's always been like this."

His hand moves to my chin but he doesn't force me to look at him "Your lips are the most delicious thing my tounge has ever tasted."

"That's because I taste like booze." I tease and he chuckles, rolling his eyes.

"Your eyes are shinier than any of the stars out on this night."

"Laxus you pathetic drunk" I laugh, hiding my face with my hand.

"That laugh makes my heart happy." he adds, and now I am truly flustered. "You can't dodge my compliments forever star, and you should really take 'em. I won't be drunk forever." we both chuckle now and I put my hands down.

"Kiss me again" I ask and he smirks, hand on my chin as he leans closer to my face.

"My pretty star" he whispers before meeting my lips again, this time I answer the kiss instantly and don't pull away.

#fairy tail #fairytail x reader #fairy tail laxus #laxus x mirajane #laxus x reader #starry night #starry eyed #anine x reader #juryoriginalwriting #anime imagines #jellal fernandes #fairy tail jellal #fairy tail erza #jellal x erza #natsu dragneel #natsu x lucy #fairy tail x reader

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I sent in the Hizashi request again!

It's been recieved! And I have to thank you because that request sparked my writing again 🥳

#requests #juryoriginalwriting #bnha #bnha imagines #bnha headcanons #mha #x reader

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20 questions tag

just cuz @cuteasshell tagged me. Definetly not ignoring my asks and WIPs and sleep schedule like I don't got a class at 10am.

rules: answer 20 questions, then tag 20 bloggers you want to get to know better.

Name: Judith

Nickname: Jury, Judy & Nana

Zodiac sign: Libra

Height: around 5'7

Languages spoken: 2, english & spanish

Nationality: American

Favorite season: W I N T E R

Favorite flower: Peony if I had to pick

Favorite scent: food seasoning

Favorite color: blue grey

Favorite animal: cuddly animals

Favorite fictional character: WOW I can't believe u done this

Coffee, Tea or Hot Chocolate: hot chocolate

Average sleep hours: what is sleep

Dog or cat person: bOTH???

Number of blankets you sleep lay in bed with: 2

Dream trip: With friends and fun activities. No specific place.

Blog established: uhhhhh can't remember

Followers: 875

Random fact: I'm bicurious ??

everyone who wants to is welcomed to do this, consider yourself tagged.

#juryoriginalwriting #20biteen #quarantine #20questions #tag game #blog questions

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S/O reacts to their heroes turning into villains. Pt I

You either die a hero, or live long enough to watch yourself become the villain.

Pt2 !

Warnings: Foul language, death, slightly nsfw ones are marked with "**".

He hovered above you, making your heart beat in all directions. His clothes were all black, and he wore some sort of mask that only covered his hair line and down to his jaw.

"You're scared of me."

"Shinsou baby please. You are so much more than this."

"Your tears won't change my mind. Everybody knew it, it was just a matter of time before I realized it too. I'm not cut out to be a hero." With a finger he wipes your cheeks.

"You are not a villain, this isn't right. You want to help people, not hurt them. I know that."

"Oh but you're wrong, hurting them is so much more fun. For the first time ever, I feel alive!"

A finger dragged up from your stomach to your collarbone. He dug there with a razor blade, drawing out blood. Earning a scream from you.

"I want you to be with me. You said you'd support me no matter what, remember?"

His eyes weren't in yours anymore, but in the place where he was inflicting pain.

"No, not like this." you swallowed hard "I would rather die."

He frowned, sending shiver down your spine. His finger kept going up, until it reached the side of your neck.

"That won't be a problem either, angel."

"Y/N-chan" he spoke in a sweet tone and took your hand "Why don't you see? Nobody can hurt me this way."

A sob escaped your lips. "Izuku... what happened to you?" Your hands go to his face.

Covered in blood. His face was covered in blood.

"No no, not Izuku. It's Deku now."

"Did Kachaan did this?" you sob, "I will kill him."

"He was right after all, I couldn't be a hero. Not without a quirk."

You started to become dizzy, and Izuku held you, dropping you gently on your knees and he got to your level.

"So I recurred to other ways, my good friend Tomura showed me. You're going to love him."

He held you lovingly, and you were trying hard to stay conscious. What had happened to your sweet Izuku?

"What did you do?" you whisper.

"What I had to, for them to respect me."

"What? Izuku I don't understand anything. This isn't you." He held you like a baby now, pressing you agaisnt his chest.

"It's alright sweetheart, you'll see. Now sleep, I'll take good care of you. I promise, I'm better than ever."

"Let go of this one ... she's mine."

That voice, it couldn't be. The villain let go of your neck, having you fall to the floor, coughing for air.

"What a brute, look at how he treats my girl." He crouches down and cups your face.

"You're nothing to me." you snarl, pulling your face away.

"That is a lie, your heart belongs to me."

"That changed when you turned into.... this" your voice threatens to break, but you won't let it.

This was the first time you'd ever seen him, like this. You had been avoiding all of the news, not wanting to face the truth. But here he was, real as ever.

You looked him in the eye, this wasn't the man you loved. He got close to your face, and all you felt was cold.

"I'll give you one chance, join me, I'll give you everything you could ever want."

Your lip quivered.

"I'm sorry, I should've helped Shouto" you face the ground and a sob shakes your entire frame.

"Don't be stupid." his voice is harsh "There was no helping me. This, is the only way to get back at him, for everything he put me through." he spoke through grutted teeth.

You cried harder.

"I guess I only thought you how to make girls cry."

You looked up at Shouto, his face frozen somewhere between fear, shock and betrayal. His eyes pierced through you and he grabbed your neck lifting you from the floor, slowly freezing the delicate skin.

He turned to meet his fathers gaze.

"Let go of the girl Todoroki."

"Or what? You'll beat me up? I'll freeze her neck off if you don't back off."

"You love her too much."

He pressed harder and you gagged, he left you with no choice.

"I'm sorry Shouto" you spoke in a raspy voice, he looked at you for a second and that was all it took to end him.

You cried out loud as the metal pierced through his chest, both of your bodies hitting the floor instantly. Empty eyes stared at you, there was blood everywhere.

He was dead, and so was your heart.

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He turned around, as though he had been waiting for you.

"You're always one step ahead of the others aren't you." he asks.

"So I was right." you wished he would say no, you wished you were wrong. But there was no denying it.

Aizawa was the traitor.

"You weren't a part of my plan." he admits.

"You used me."

"No. That was real, all of it... I need you" his eyes inspected yours "You can be very helpful to us."

"Those kids were your responsability, they trusted you."

"Are you upset?" He walks closer, and despite your every instinct telling you to walk away you don't.

"Ofcourse I'm upset! They're going to be so hurt."

"Do you really care?..." he caresses your arm.

"Why did you do it? You're a hero Shouta."

He shrugs "It wasn't enough."

In a stupid attempt you try to use your quirk on him, but he just grabs your arms and turns you around. He pins your back agaisnt his chest tightly and leans on your ear.

"I know you want more too, dont deny it Y/N. You crave action, you want blood."

You clench your teeth and try to break free from his hold. Unsuccessfully. "Not the blood of inocents."

"Mmm I see, you think you're so high and migthy don't you?" his lips caress the skin of your ear and you sigh, unable to help it. Aizawa made you feel things, things you had never felt before.

"Fuck you."

"I hate to break it to you beautiful but you're not, you've killed, you've broken families. You're just as doomed as I am."

"Keep telling yourself that."

"Why do you resist so much? It was you who told me you were bored of living such a simple life."

"Well becoming a villain isn't exactly on my bucket list."

"Admit it, you're intrigued."

You chuckle ironically "What makes you think that?"

"You could've broken out of this hold two minutes ago yet here you are, still in my arms."

You throw your weight backwards, hitting him with your head and spin around once you're loose from his hold. The roof was probably not the best place to fight Aizawa, but you didn't really have a choice.

"You won't make me question my morals Shouta."

He has a hand on his chin, but his eyes are still on you.

"Oh, I think I already did."

You push him with your quirk (Invisible force) and pin him against the door. He quickly erases it but you take a jump on him and kick his face, knocking him to the ground.

Again you use your quirk to keep him on the floor, and walk towards him.

"I didn't want to hurt you, but I have to turn you in."

But before you get a chance he's erased your quirk again and he stands up too quickly. Pushing you against the edge of the building and pulling on your hair so as to have half of your body in the air. You scratch his arms, looking for something to hold on to, put he pulls harder.

You scream in fear, thinking he's going to throw you off and your eyes shut thightly.

There's silence, and the breeze hits you. Cold enough to make you shiver.

You're prepared for him to let you go, you're ready to fall into your death. All because you had discovered him.

But instead, Aizawa places himself between your legs and kisses you ferociously. Pulling you up bit by bit.

You hold on to his neck, securing your safety before returning the kiss. And when you finally pull away, he rests his forehead on yours.

"I would never hurt you." "I'm going with you."

You both say at the same time. Aizawa opens his eyes to find you staring back at him. And a smile creeps on his face before kissing you again.

#bnha shinsou #bnha oc #mha imagines #mha oc #mha x reader #mha headcanons #bnha villians #bnha villian au #bnha villian oc #mha villains #league of villains #villain deku #villain aizawa #villain todoroki #villain tododeku #juryoriginalwriting

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Presenting,

The masterlist

The things in red are NSFW, other than that each post has it's own warnings.

Supernatural:

Dean Winchester》 Better off ▪︎ Truth is

MCU:

Bucky Barnes 》 Stranger

Peter Parker 》 Through it all

Tom Hiddleston 》 Interview pt1 , pt2 & pt3

Chris Evans 》 Breakfasts in a broke home ,

Anime;

Boku no hero academia:

Shota Aizawa 》 Pregnant s/o ▪︎ Villian AU ▪︎ No tittle ▪︎ Sister reader pt2 ▪︎ Drunk s/o

Hitoshi Shinso 》 Pregnant s/o ▪︎ Villian AU

Katsuki Bakugou 》 Don't Give Up ▪︎ Villian AU ▪︎ No tittle ▪︎ Growing (Omergaverse) pt1 , pt2 ▪︎ Dominated

Eijiro Kirishima 》 Dominated

Shouto Todoroki 》 Pregnant s/o ▪︎ Secret Pictures ▪︎ Indulgence ▪︎ If you wanna be my lover

Tenya Iida 》 Villian AU

Denki Kaminari 》 Villian AU ▪︎ No tittle ▪︎ Dominated

Mezo Shoji 》 Sleeping princess

Tomura Shigaraki 》 No title ▪︎ No heroes pt1 , pt2

Dabi 》 Pregnant s/o ▪︎ No tittle ▪︎ No tittle

1A students 》 How they are in a relationship

Ships 》 TodoDeku

Blue exorcist:

Riuyi Suguro 》 Backup

Fairytail:

Laxus Dreyar 》 Starry Night

Natsu Dragneel 》 Have me again

#dean winchester #mcu #supernatural #supernatural x reader #bucky x reader #bucky barnes #anime x reader #anime imagines #tom hiddleston #tom holland #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #fairytail x reader #fairy tail #bnha x reader #juryoriginalwriting #masterlist #juryriennamasterlist #daddy peter parker #peter parker

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Todoroki Shoto reacting to his s/o telling him she is pregnant.

Nothing you ever did with your boyfriend was ever planned out perfectly. It’s not that you didn’t put effort into things it’s just that when you did, the plans always went sideways and things for you two just happened in it’s own way.

You knew Shoto had always been skeptical about having a family, for obvious reasons of how that worked out for him. And even getting into a relationship with you had been a huge milestone for him. So you were, clueless, to say the least about how he’d react to your newly found pregnancy.

It was no problem for you to take the first steps with him, but just the thought of all the possible outcomes had you sulking in your apartment for hours. What if he became too scared and left you by yourself? Or what if he became too pressured and wanted to get rid of the baby? What if he asked you to marry him?

Marriage wasn’t something you felt that had to come with a child. And you loved Shoto but the two of you had stuff you needed to grow through in order to really make a life together.

“What are you thinking about?” Shoto’s voice was suspicious and it made you literally fall from the couch.

“What the fUck you scared me” you pressed a hand against your chest feeling the rapid beats of your heart.

“Sorry, I guess I should still give you a heads up when I’m coming by.” he stood over you as you stood up and smiled at you, grabbing your cheeks and planting a kiss on your lips.

“No, no it’s fine, I gave you a key for a reason. I just… didn’t hear you come in” you give him a smile that looked more like a grimace before making your way into the kitchen trying to busy yourself with anything.

You see your boyfriend frown before looking at you, “Everything okay?”. He walks up to the other side of the kitchen and awaits for your answer.

“I’m just… stressed, work y'know?” you roll your eyes at your lie, and super stressed also with carrying your baby y'know.

“Mm, okay. So I came here from the therapist’s office.” he announces and you look at him, a smile growing on your lips.

“Really? how was it?” you pour a glass of cold milk, mixing in some chocolate and drinking from it.

“I’ve actually started to see why people go to these things, it’s, refreshing? I dunno how to explain it.” Oh God, now was totally not the time to do this dammit I was so fucked.

“Well you are sharing more so that is definetly a good sign baby” you hand him the glass and he smirks, drinking some.

“That’s not the therapy angel,” he says embracing one arm around your waist “that’s all you.” he presses a kiss to your cheek “You are my safe place.” he kisses your other cheek. “I know I can trust you with anything.”

Well shit now your eyes were watering up. He had to know, the sooner the better. “Fuck” you hiss out, resting your forehead on him. “I love you”

“I want you to trust me too, and I know something is not right with you but you don’t need to tell me now, okay?”

You nod, trying to suck a breath in. “Okay” you look up at him with pressed lips and chuckle when you imagine his beautiful eyes in a small baby. “You’re so cute I hate it.” Shoto laughs a little confused, and you kiss him. Long and hard, feeling like it might be the last time. Knowing he had to know now or later could become too late. You hated to have to ruin his happiness.

When he pulls away you eyes are already a little wet, and he wipes them with his thumbs. “I think we should talk now Shoto” you try to smile at him and he nods.

You take him to the sofa and grab his hands on yours, heart pounding into your chest and making your hands become shaky. “Angel, whatever it is don’t worry. I'm here.”

“I know baby, and I love you so much for it.” You breathe in and try to concentrate. “You know how things just happen to us? Like, how we met for starters?” Shoto nods slowly, trying to piece up together whatever you want to say “Well, you were important to me ever since that moment. And, you made me very happy when you agreed to becoming my boyfriend.” you both chuckle “Shoto, we have been through a lot of stuff you know and, I’m ready for a million more if you will still stand by me.” you look up to your boyfriend and sigh “And, obviously, we didn’t plan what’s next for us but, as usual, fate has made a decision for us already and well... I found out that I am pregnant.”

His mouth stays in a straight line and for a second he gets taken aback but it doesn’t seem like he completely understands. You stare into his eyes, hopeful, and craving any type of reaction. But you knew better than to push him. He blinks once before letting go of your hands and standing up, all in a swift motion. He grabs his hair and his breathing starts escalating. “Shit” he whispers to himself. “I’m not.. I, fuck” you see him rub his face and run his fingers through his hair repeatedly.

You stand up, placing your hands on his shoulders “Shoto I know this is.. uh, I don’t know how you feel but, I’m here. Just, breathe.” he stares into your eyes, and you are unable to control what he sees in them. You are hopeful, you want things from him and he sees that. And that is probably what makes him do what he does next.

“I’m sorry, im sorry but I can’t I just” he turns around, making for the door and you feel your heart sink.

“Shoto wait no!” your sob is out before you can even help it “Stop stop please let’s just talk and…” but the door bangs close before you can even finish.

And one of the horror stories playing in your head actually came to life. You were alone. In less than a year there was going to be a baby depending on you and you had been left alone. And everything breakable that there was at your apartment had paid the price. For hours you lashed out at the objects in your home, getting more than a few cuts out of it. By the time you cooled down there was barely any space on the floor where there wasn’t pieces of glass and wood and even bits of papers that had come across your path. You knew you would have to fix it all in the morning, and buy new stuff but at the moment you were more worried with how fucked up this baby was going to be because of you two. You contemplated your life while you took a shower, and after you laid in bed. Completely still, wishing some magical answer would just appear before you. But it never did, and neither did your sleep.

It was around 4am when you heard the door again, your eyes hurt and your throat was sore. There was no more anger left for him when he came back around, so you just laid there with your back to the door as he came in.

“I’m sorry” he said, getting no answer at all. He aproached the bed and contemplated wether to get in or not. Choosing the first he pulled you into his arms and nuzzled his face in your neck. “I am so, so sorry, I just needed a moment to think. I’m really sorry I left you like this.”

“It’s going to be so fucked up, this baby.” you mumble with a raspy voice. You feel Todoroki grimace on your skin.

“Don’t say that, we will make it right by him.”

“There are, options... right?” you ask, another tear escaping you. And you feel Todoroki tense up. He pulls away and pulls you to your back, trying to find your eyes in the darkness.

“No, we’re not doing this. I am aware that I fucked up but please don’t talk like that. This is our child Y/n. We’re not doing anything to him.” the distress in his voice makes you sob and you cover your face with your hands.

“I’m sorry but look at us, we aren’t ready for this!”

"Well we are gonna have to be, because I intend to raise our son to be the very best of both of us.” his voice was breaking too, “No one is ever truly ready for a baby, and he is going to change our lives but I know it’ll be for the best.” He pulled you into his chest and held you tightly in his arms. “We will be strong enough for him, I know it.”

"But what if we’re not? What if we just fuck it up? What if you change your mind one day and leave me by myself?”

“I won’t I won’t I won’t, I promise that I won’t angel I won’t do that to you I’m sorry.”

And there you both laid, afraid to the bone of this pregnancy but together. Holding onto each other, aware of the new milestone you both had to get through and cero idea on how you’d do it. The sun eventually came in through the curtains and neither of you had even closed an eye.

“Why do you think it’s going to be a he?” you ask suddenly and lift your eyes up at Shoto.

“What?” he asks groggily.

“You kept saying he, and at one point you said son. It could easily be a girl.”

“Well, I guess it’ll be easier if it’s a boy. The boys are mommy’s boys so he’d pay more attention to you.”

“What if it is a girl though?”

Shoto chuckles humorlessly “A little girl with your eyes and chin? I think I would die, it would be too much for my heart to take. I’d rather have a boy.”

You press a kiss on his chin "You're not going to be like your father. Don't be afraid of the whole daddy's girl thing.” </p>

Shoto nos, “I know, but I already feel like I will love this baby so much that it will nearly break my heart. Plus, I'm not used to jealousy, and if it's a girl nearly as beautiful as yourseld, I don't know what may happen."

You both laugh and you turn your back for him to spoon you, he puts his arm over you. Consciously or not, he was slowly moving it down to your belly. And eventually he started caressing the skin of your stomach. It was weird because you usually didn’t like when he’d do that. But now that you knew his baby was in there, you didn’t mind him.

“We’re gonna do just fine angel” Shoto says after you’re finally asleep and kisses your shoulder. “I’ll make sure of it.”

Bonus

• Throughout your pregnancy Shoto stayed most of the time at your apartment or you stayed at his. And so as your due date got closer he insisted you move in together, but you for some reason refused to.

• There were some complications with your pregnancy which called for your hospitalizations some times, and trust that Shoto did everything in his power to make sure you and his unborn child got the best care. When he would stay the nights by your side he’d call your baby his heaven and you his angel which melted your whole being.

• Because of the complications he finally got his way and you moved in together, to his apartment since it had two bedrooms. Shoto insisted to do the nursery by himself and make it a surprise for you, but ofcourse you took a few looks when he was out and placed ideas in his head on what to put in it.

• You never found out the sex of the baby before giving birth, the baby found ways to hide in the sonograms or to always be conveniently covered. So Shoto went for a unisex theme in the room, he painted the biggest wall blue like the sky, he drew little clouds and snowflakes. The other walls were a pearly white and some of them held little quotes from the baby’s family, from everyone from Shoto’s old class and from your friends too. You cried when Todoroki finished and showed you at last. The crib was mahogany colored just like you had asked and so was the rest of the furniture. Also, his old UA uniform hung un the wall, you didn’t know why but you wanted it to be there. You wanted your baby to have a bright future like his father.

• You went into labor literally in the middle of the street four days before your due date and Todoroki Shoto almost lost his head. He forgot how to function like a proper human being so thank the heavens his sister was there to help you. But once at the hospital you instantly knew something was wrong and next thing you knew you woke up missing a baby and with a very, very worried boyfriend.

• “Don’t you ever do something like that to us again, I thought I’d lost you” “Todoroki where’s our baby?” “Oh she’s fine, she is so beautiful angel, I can’t wait for you to meet her.” “It’s…. it’s a girl?” And that’s when Shoto gave you the brightest smile in the world. “She’s got your eyes and chin” you both chuckle and he holds your hand. And at that moment everything was fine, you met your baby and realized the names you had thought of were useless. So Shoto was the one to name her, Todoroki Sora, which meant Sky.

• By the time she was five, she had pink hair down to her shoulders, with some red and white stray strands. When she had been a baby her hair was white but with time it looked like it mixed in with the red. Sora was loved by your and Shoto’s family alike, but nothing would ever beat the love her father had for her. Each and every time he laid eyes on her, every time she smiled or giggled or cried it was like Todoroki’s world shaked a little. Sora wasn’t shy around the two of you, but out in public she took more to her father, being quiet and observant. She was your and Shoto’s sky, and never would there be a child so loved in all of the world than Todoroki Shoto’s daughter.

#bnha #mha #boku no hero imagine #mha imagines #boku no hero academia x reader #my hero academia x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #todoroki shouto #todoroki shoto #shouto x reader #todoroki x reader #daddy todoroki #juryoriginalwriting #bnha todoroki #shoto todoroki #todoroki natsuo #bnha shouto #shoto todoroki imagine #shouto todoroki scenario #baby mha #shouto todoroki

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No heroes

Everyone has secrets. They all have regrets. Things that haunt them. Everybody owes something. And they think they will never pay. No good villain is bad without reason. And no heroe is entirely good.

A/N: Nothing of what you are about to read is from the manga or anime. The original character and their back story are my own, there are made up events as well as actual events from the anime.

*Sigh*

This was just my luck, to be in the middle of a villain attack. I was only trying to get to work.

"GET ON YOUR KNEES!"

With my hands raised in the air I did just that, not actually giving a single fuck wether these two masked people took my life.

*Sigh*

The League of Villains was really making these other people think they could get away with just about anything. I follow their movements, trying to understand what they want when there was a loud thunder like noise and the building underneath us shaked, making the people around yelp. I really just wanted all of this to be over with.

"You!" One of the villains, a man apparently, pointed at an elderly woman. "Come here!" she started crying and refused to. I rolled my eyes, if only she agreed she would make it easier, the man didn't have the eyes of a killer. She kept refusing, so the guy grabbed her arm and forced her up despite her pleas, and then there was another cry, a small voice.

"Grandma no!!"

My brows furrowed as the small child came to view, scared out of his body but still standing up to the villain. The hairs on my arms stood up.

"Let my grandma go!" and all he got was a push on the head that sent him to the floor. But he still stood up again, angry. I couldn't rip my eyes away from the scene.

Don't do it kid.

His little hands reached for the guy's pants and pulled on them, hard as they could but still not moving him an inch. Clearly annoyed, the guy turned around, the back of his hand held high.

"Leave the kid alone." I whispered focusing my eyes on the man, he froze. "Put your hand down and let the woman go."

Not surprisingly he obeyed my commands, and the old lady pulled her grandson in her shaky arms. I got so wrapped up in the scene I looked away, having the man break from my grip. He immediately grabbed the back of the woman's head.

"Leave them alone." And all of a sudden, without warning, I was standing between them. How heroic of me. Well then here I was already, might as well speak up.

"Take me instead, leave them alone" surprinsingly, instead of anger his eyes showed fear, and he let go of the old lady. But what was he afraid of?

He grabbed my arm tougher than expected and leaned in, so as to not let anyone hear him. "Get out of here before you get us killed" He then promted to drag me to the entrance. I took a glance back at the people who looked bewildered, they probably tought I was going to die.

To be honest for a moment so did I. But instead the man took me to the doors of the mall center, and pushed me out.

"What the fuck is going on?" I faced him but he was already going back in. "Tell me why you did that." I whispered, eyes throwing daggers at the villians back and he stood still.

"We can't hurt you, Y/N."

"Tell me why."

"A very powerful person has you protected."

My eyes widen, they must be confusing me. But how could it be if he just said my name.

"Protecting me? Why would be protecting me?"

"I don't- know." he was struggling to get his words out, wich meant I soon had to let go.

"Who is this person?"

"His name is Shi- garaki, but we don't know him.. He is with- the League." Soon enough the villain broke free of my whispers and turned around. A bewildered look in his eyes and heavy breathing.

"Well, tell him to come find me." With that I turned around and made my way back home.

Shigaraki huh, that sounded an awful lot like something. But I couldn't quite place it. Later that night, I saw the incident on the TV. There were no casualties, which meant the little boy was safe. And for some strange reason, that relieved me.

I turned the TV off and got startled by a few screams. They were coming from the neighbouring house, so it was easier to go sit on the porch and wait it out. Paper thin walls in a shitty neighborhood was probably the worst thing that whoever built this place came up with.

It was bitterly cold outside, enough so that I could see my own breath. And after an hour or two my butt was pretty much frozen to the wood of the small porch. Their fight still in it's apex. If it wasnt for the cold that had crawled into my bones I wouldn't have decided to go back inside. But it was time to do so, and a I stood up I saw it. Despite how dark it was outside the skinny figure with light hair stood out as it walked away. And for an unknown reason, I ran after it.

"Wait!" my scream was no good, now they were speeding. I stopped, grabbing my head. "Come back" I whispered, trying my best to hold my own. He turned around, the light hair dancing with the cold breeze.

He started walking back, but my vision was becoming blurry and my legs weak. In a second I dropped to my ass, trying my best to keep my eyes open. My head pounded hard, making me clutch it with one hand, the other onestopping me from hitting the floor.

"Who are you?" I asked softly as the skinny figure stood a few feet from me.

"Why did you ask me to find you?" His voice was raspy, and by the way he answered me I could tell he wasn't under my whispers. So if he was still here that meant he wanted something out of me. My eyes closed. In truth, I didn't have an answer for him. I didn't know why I asked to be found. But there were things I wanted to know.

"Why are you protecting me?"

We were getting nowhere like this, not answering each other with questions. There was silence for a moment, and I wondered if he was gone. Until I felt a hand on the back of my head.

"Because once upon a time you protected me."

And that was it, the increasing headache that using my quirk caused me made me pass out. Only coming back to consciousness what I assumed were hours later. I woke up still with a pounding head and there was a blanket over me. I hadn't been this warm for an incredibly long time and I wished to stay like this. But the smell of liquor and smoke told me I was not home. Only after opening my eyes did I come to the realization that I laid on a couch. There were voices far away. The light was dim and my vision still blurry.

"AH"

In a moment I was on the floor, basically screaming at the head ripping feeling, my eyes shut so tightly tears of pain couldn't come out.

"Exactly how I remember" a voice talks, before I feel a needle injected on my neck. I clutch the blanket wrapped around me with my fingers, resting my forehead against the floor. And soon enough the pain starts to clear away. When I finally start to let go of the blanket, my fingers are sore.

"Better?" a different voice asks this time.

I moan softly in response and proceed to sit up, moving my hair out of my face. I saw clothes, but the thing wearing them didn't look human. Was it a black hole? It resembled that more than a person. As I looked around I found the skinny guy, still in the dark where I could barely see his face.

"Are you Shigaraki?" I ask and he nods

"Will you explain to me what is going on?"

"You probably won't understand anyway"

With the fact that he practically kidnapped me, and put God knows what in my body, my patience was wearing thin. So I attempted to whisper a command. Getting instead a sharp pain across my brain that made me gasp and clutch my head.

"I wouldn't try using your quirk if I were you."

"How do know about my quirk?" my voice was soft, even when I was boiling up inside.

He stands up from his chair, walking into the light and taking something - a mask? - off his face. He looked familiar, he really did. That skin, the hair, the mole under his lips.

"Because I know you, Y/N Y/L/N." He handed me a picture, and I took it with both hands.

My mouth gaped, that little girl with the blueish hair was me. And there was a little boy next to her, I remember him, he had pastel blue hair which was always messy and dirty, and that weird skin. It couldn't be.

"Your hair has changed, it's darker now."

"Tenko... you can't be him, his name was Tenko Shimura."

This man's hair was more washed out, no longer preserving the same shade of blue. And his skin was in was worst condition. But he wanted me to believe he was this child, that I used to know.

"I don't go by that name anymore, it's Tomura now."

"Tomura Shigaraki," it finally resounded in my memory "you're the one behind the League aren't you?"

He gives you a look.

"No, not this boy, he was...broken"

"And rescued. By my master, and we could rescue you too. I saw how you live, that's no place for someone with such wonderful abilities."

"And this is? You have hurt children." The smile on his face faded away. He seemed confused that I cared.

"The world has always hurt children, what about the ones like us? Abandoned and tossed aside, neglected. This people don't care for us."

"That doesnt mean we get to repeat the damage"

"Tell me then, what happened to that baby that you always held on to huh? He probably died from the cold didn't he? Or maybe from hunger, without a mother to nurse him or a father to provide."

I slammed a hand down on the floor, attempting to get on my knees.

"He got adopted, Tomura. His name now is Shinsou and he goes to U.A., the school your little kindergarten has attacked, twice!!"

He scratched his neck, aggressively, thinking, not looking me in the eyes until he seemed to have an idea.

"If you let me help you, I'll make sure he is protected too."

My heart skipped a beat.

"Why trust a villain?"

"Because you don't trust heroes either, I can see that you have given up on our society. All I am trying to do is change it. They need to learn, the hard way."

"But why harm the children? In any case, we should protect them, they could also change the world." He scratches at his neck again, looking to the black hole thing for help.

"You know, I like how the girl thinks, the children can still be turned around. She can be useful here." He offered "We could make sure your quirk is not a problem anymore too."

"How could you do that?"

"We could take it off your hands... in the future. But in the meantime, how is your head feeling right now?"

That was right, they had injected me with something. My hand instinctively went to my neck, it was probably some kind of drug. They noticed they were close to convincing me, they must have. Tomura walked over to my figure and sat on the floor, right across from me.

"You have nothing to lose, I want to pay you back what you did for me when we were children." His voice was shaky, like that of someone who can't think straight "Let me save you back Y/N." Looking into his eyes, I could still see that kid. Broken, but he was no longer scared. He put his hand on mine,purposely leaving his thumb on raised.

"There is one more thing..." he says, taking my hand in his palm. "You had a big brother, remember? He left you alone with your baby brother" I clench my jaw "I remember how you cried.

"I was only four, I barely do, I remember his hair... his eyes"

"What if I told you I know where he is? And I know a way of hurting him. A way you can get back at him, for everything" I feel tears push behind my eyelids, everything was his fault. Everything I was, everything that happened to me, and to Shinsou.

"How would you know anything about my brother?"

"He happens to be on my way, a lot. It would be a pleasure to let you get him out of my way. After all, it was his duty to keep his siblings together, protected. But because of him... Shinsou doesn't even know he has a sister does he?" he reaches for his pocket and pulls out another picture, showing it to me.

My breath faltered, he was old now, must be in his 30's. But without a doubt that was him, my brother. Tomura placed the picture on my hand. He had long black hair, bright red eyes resembling my own, he looked like an image of the mother I barely remember.

"He goes by the name of Aizawa Shouta, and he is a teacher at U.A." my eyes widened, so he wasn't far from Shinsou after all.

Tomura knew he had me, it was obvious.

After many years I could get my revenge. The League could give me that and at the same time I could keep some children safe. My baby brother could be safe. A tear sprinkled down my left cheek and I closed in my fist. I would do this for Shinsou, because he could've been with me now if it wasn't for the coward of an older brother we had. He should have stayed and fought for us. Instead now, he'd have to fight for his life instead.

Jumping on my knees I pressed a kiss to Tomura's mouth, pulling away quickly. He looked astounded, perhaps a bit enraged, and now it was my turn to take his hand.

"It will be my pleasure to take him out of your way Tomura, train me. Train me so that I can make him feel all of the pain he caused me. I want to make him suffer and fight and beg for his life like I did." Tomura smiled, and covered your face with one hand, pinkie out. It was a promise now, like you had promised to keep him safe back when you were little. You stared at him through his fingers, inhaling the scent of his hands. They smelled like blood.

"We are your family now, we will guide you. Y/N Y/L/N."

Pt2

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No Heroes

Everyone has secrets. They all have regrets. Things that haunt them. Everybody owes something. And they think they will never pay. No good villain is bad without reason. And no heroe is entirely good.

A/N: Mature content such as violence.

Pt1

*Sigh*

I was getting really tired of Twice.

Wiping the sweat off of my forehead I try to concentrate trough the killer headache that blurries my vision. I tell myself the words that have been repeated to me the most during the last few moths. 'Don't loose focus' 'Keep him in your field of vision' 'Stop forcing it'

"St...Stay where you are." I breathe out, barely a whisper and I can see him slowly breaking through my command. He was the only one left, having taken out three fake Toga's, a real Toga, and two fakes of himself. Twice was the last man standing, because he was faster than me and I could not beat him in physical ability. I had only managed to stop him but my quirk had exhausted me.

The hairs on my neck stood up, for the millionth time during this training session. And I couldn't decide wether he was analyzing me or trying to kill me with just his eyes, but I was sure Tomura was watching. Irritated was the best way to describe him each time I got to my quirk's limit. I could hear his raspy voice replaying at the back of my head. 'Don't loose focus' 'Don't force it' 'What now?'.

"Stop thinking" I gasp lowly when he presses one nail on my waist. "How do you end him?" His voice on my ear, he was close and that made me nervous. Clenching my jaw I picture a thousand ways to quickly end it, none of them appealing enough. "QUICK!"

"Stop breathing" I whisper/hiss at Twice. His back is facing me so for a minute I really can't tell. Until there it was, the sweet noise of his lungs begging for air. Only then can I close my eyes and let go. Only that way will Tomura hold my stumbling body, because otherwise he'd let me fall and stop talking to me until he thought I learned a lesson.

"You were good." he says to me gently sitting down on the floor and holding me in his lap. I don't have the strength to stand, last time I held on for this long I passed out for nearly three days. "It's an improvement." My lips curl up and I can feel the little hairs stick on my sweat. It was like coming down from a high, a bad one that is. This quirk was more like a curse, all three versions of it. We could control people, Shinsou and I, we could literally kill if we really wished to and people would always see him as bad. Shouta and I hurt every single time, it hurt to do something that should have been as natural as breathing. I imagined he no longer hurt as when he was a kid, but I never got the proper training so it still felt like death.

"She's passed out?" that was Kurogiri, I kind of was a bit here and there, slipping between conscious and unconscious. I couldn't see Tomura but I felt his hum, as he removed some hair from my face. Same way I used to do to him in the shelter, lay him on my lap and play with his hair when he couldn't sleep.

"She could totally kill you Toga, I mean, she wasted you and your doubles." Twice chirps

"Oh yeah? How about you? Besides, not if I get blood from Tomura she won't, won't even be able to touch me."

"I don't know, seems to me like they do an awful lot of touching"

"All of you talk too much." The voices no longer had bodies in my mind, but I knew Tomura got pissed off, because I felt him lift me up, and I felt him lay me down on what passes as my bed.

By the time I woke up Tomura was still there, sat at the edge of my bed. Father resting on his side.

"I have news for you."

"News?" I ask trying to sit closer, wanting to lay my hands on him, to feel him. But he stood up, putting the hand back at his face.

"There's an opening tonight, you can get to Shouta." My eyes lit up, skin turning cold. I stood up quickly and reached for him, grabbing his arms gently.

"What do I have to do? Do you think I'm strong enough?"

"Patience, change and we will talk with everyone." His eyes were set on my face and I nodded, turning away from him.

I heard the curtain open and close. So I stripped off my clothes, taking a step to the long piece of glass I kept as a mirror. I examined my bruised body, when I saw that Tomura was still in my room, right behind me. I yelped and turned to him, covering myself with a shirt, but he seemed more focused on the mirror behind me. He was so close I could smell him, and he smelled of nothing but sweat and blood. Je kept closing the distance, still not focusing on me and my head almost touched his chest now. I hadn't noticed just how tall he was before, just as I'd never noticed the way my body squirms when he lifts a hand my way.

"What's this?" he asked putting two cold fingers on my back, making my mouth dry.

Slowly, I turned my head to look in the mirror. Face heating because the only thing that covered me were my panties. But when I realized what he meant my skin crawled. He was touching the multiple finger like burns on my back, around my hips. I took the last step to our bodies colliding and faced his shoulder.

"I'd describe it as a little reminder a costumer once left me." I chuckled without humor and shivered at the memory. He trailed the scars.

"Strong"

A sob paused at my throat.

"I don't know if I'm ready."

"You are, I promise." with his hand he rested my face on him, gently holding my head. "I will find who did this, and that'll be it for him."

My best wasn't enough to contain the electricity jolting up my stomach. I couldn't fail Tomura, not now, not ever.

His eyes had finally found me, for a second he slightly frowned. As if I was somebody he could vaguely recognize but not fully remember. I took that as my chance and whispered "Stay where you are, do not use your quirk." And before I realized it I was walking towards him, every hair in my body standing up with anticipation.

"Aizawa Shouta, can you really not remember? I'll help you, a little girl, dark blueish hair, four years old, sleeping on a thin sheet in a shelter. And there you are, running away, abandoning her to her luck." Oh how I wish eyes could take pictures. If only I'd known I would have brought a camera. I wanted his expression and his dirty little secrets to be exposed to his adoring public. How I craved to tell everyone the story behind their mysterious hero.

My hand went to his shoulder and I leaned into his ear, whispering "You don't know half of what I went through. But I will make you pay for it, you are going to hurt today and you will be the only one to blame for it." The black haired man started to gag, I didn't know how I was doing it but he soon fell to his knees, clutching his stomach with a confused look on his face. His eyes tried to look up at me but he couldn't and instead he grunted. I took a step back.

"Do you remember me now brother?"

He gagged and I broke my hold a little before I ended him too quickly.

"I am not the one you should be fighting. You know I'm not the bad guy."

"Well how about that. In my story you are"

"I WAS TEN!!" and with that statement he kicked me to the ground, making a startled yelp leave my lips. He then grabbed my face between his fingers, making me look him in the eye. Fuck I had him, I let my rage take over me. I was bitting my own tounge, so hard I drew blood from it. He spoke with a heavy voice "You don't know... what our parents were like. I was... all kinds of fucked up and I didn't want to fuck you guys up." the soundless regret in his voice sickened me and I spat on his face, blood.

"Save it! You mean more fucked up than when you left us, abandoned and cold and starving? A four year old and a baby, alone." He harshly let go of my face, apparently he didn't like the truth being spat on his face.

"I left you guys at the shelter, you were safe."

"YOU KNEW WHAT THEY WOULD DO TO US!" my breathing became hectic but I sat up, wiping a mixture of saliva and blood that had dripped to my chin. He dared give his back to me, but he wasn't quite walking away. "But I guess you were still selfish enough to run off by yourself and forget about us. Well you still couldn't because guess what, your baby brother, Shinsou, has been under your nose this whole time!"

"You think I don't know!?" My lip quivered to that confession, and he turned around to look me in the eye. "I never forgot. And did you seriously think I wouldn't recognize the spitting image of my own father?"

"He's not.." I hit a nerve and I knew it. Did Shouta care..? No. But he did hurt, unlike I had thought.

"He is better off the way he is Y/n, no need to drag him into this." My mouth was open but nothing came out of it. I was surprised he'd remember my name. But then again if I'd left someone to die and rot in hell I'd probably remember their name too. My eyes burned.

"I was not better off though! I needed my big brother and he walked out on me!!" Suddenly I had the strength to stand up, tears sprinkling down my jaw. "I starved so he wouldn't, I freezed so he would have an extra layer of clothes, I wouldn't eat just so he could. And even after all of that, I still had to give up my baby brother for him to have a future I NEVER COULD!" I suddenly find myself in a frenzy and jump on his back, making him stumble and dodge my attacks "I have struggled and done so many things to survive but I AM TIRED OF BEING GOOD." My hands were out like claws now, ready to rip my brother's throat from his neck. And I still managed to whisper a command, and before I could do anything harsh I turned his face to me "I meant my words, you will pay. But first, tell me where I can find All Might."

For a moment my brother didn't move and his eyes bore into my soul. "I don't know where he is."

No.

Tomura would have my head for this.

My eyes glowed and my hair stood up, this time it came out as a growl. "Tell me. where I. can find. All Might." My hands went to his neck but he managed to get me off of him. "Stay still!" I hissed and pulled on his scarfs. "Shouta, my life depends on this. I've sold my body and I've begged and I've been to hell and back but I won't let my mission be a failure. Be honest with me."

"I am sorry you had to do those things."

"No! you don't get to be sorry! Just tell me where I can find All Might!!"

"I don't know."

Fuck, if we couldn't get to All Might I'd have to do something much worse. It was my only chance.

"Well then..." I sighed, Tomura promised not to hurt him, and if he wasn't to keep his promise it would be on me. I didn't know if I could bear that. But it was my only chance. "Tell me where can I find his successor, Izuku Midoriya."

Shouta's eyes widened, and his soul screamed at me. It told me to leave him alone, but his words gave me all I needed. And then it was too late, for he had heard it too.

Pt3

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Hello I absolutely loved "breakfast in a broken home" and I'd love to see where the story goes. If you consider on making a sequel for it, can you please tag me?🙃

Thank you for your following that story, it may be obvious but I never got around to finishing it. But I did post the uncompleted second (as I will not continue writing) part if you were still curious

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Breakfasts in a broken home - UNCOMPLETED

Part II?

There is a small gasp as my consciousness finds me. And I force my eyes to open, heart drumming inside my chest.

I remembered most of what happened, if not everything. The fall on the bathroom, some blood, the ride on the ambulance. Plus the awareness of how out of it I was at the moment. It was a similiar feeling of when I was little and spent an entire day on the beach, that sensation at night of the waves still moving me as I laid in bed.

My eyes shut to the brigh light from the hall, and I realize how late it must be already given the dark that lurks behind the hospital curtains. Had much of the day passed? Where was Matteo? Who was taking cafe of him?

All of these questions danced in my head and a murderous headache comes with them. Groaning, I took my hands to my temples.

The bed creaks and shifts, but I'm not the one moving. I lift my head slightly, unsure what I expect.

"Hey, you're awake" his voice was hushed, and one of his cheeks had obvious sheet marks on them. Like he'd just taken an unexpected nap.

"You... you're here?" is all I could muster, scanning his face slightly.

"Yes well, your husband is with Matteo right now, and well... one of the maids decided I am the closest thing to a friend you have so I've been here for a while now."

A small chuckle escapes me, and I allow my head to fall back on the pillow "My neighbor is the only 'almost friend' I have these days, how sad."

"Consider me offended by that remark." Despite his words I knew he was smiling.

"Only kidding"

It was a relief, knowing that Matteo was with his dad. And soon the headache started to give in, allowing me to open my eyes again.

"So have they said something? Am I dying yet?"

Pratt was more than used to my dark hummor by now, probably because of the couple of times we've hanged out. But maybe saying them while in a hospital bed isn't as funny.

"Well they aren't really telling me much, I didn't fit the 'family' description. Not even for being famous."

I snort a bit "Well you are like the fourth of the Chrises so you're out of the trinity I guess"

To this he does laugh, a vibrant sort of laugh that makes me smile.

"I should just leave you here, you would rot without my care y'know?"

"I am only teasing, you're the second Chris in my list neighbor."

"Yeah, same in my kid's list."

This time I am the one sent into a laughing fit, that makes me grasp my head tightly. After a moment or two I cut my laughter short, not wanting to worsen my headache.

"Am I interrupting?"

His voice seems to ice my skin and warm my heart all at the same time. Face hidden behind a small but colorful flower bouquet, as if ashamed of something. Blonde strands of hair

... editing

"You're hurting? I can call up a nurse, I'm just waiting for Evans to get here but I don't mind."

A weird kind of silence falls in the room and I look over to the window outside, wondering how long have I been here. But before asking I'm cut off.

"I never really bought the whole 'Depression can look like this' posters where they put pictures of like, really happy people" Chris starts, and I look at him "But, when your maid called my house... she thought you'd killed yourself. I thought 'that can't be, she's always so bright' and I don't need to know how or why she reached that conclusion. And I really, really don't mean to pry but.. if there is something that you need to talk about, if something bad is going on I am here now. I'm very willing to listen, and help you in any way that I can."

It caught me by surprise, it really did. But to say I wasn't moved would be a lie. My mouth went a little dry and I felt my eyes swell up with tears, but the least I wanted was for him to realize just how close he hit home. So I chose to embrace him in a hug, instead of letting myself cry.

"You have no idea how much I appreciate it Pratt, I do." he is quick to hug back, one hand around my back and the other on the bed to support his weight.

"I mean it, I really do."

When the moment is over I sit up and rest my back on the pillows. Fidgeting with my fingers for a moment.

"I'm not gonna say everything is fine, but um, I don't think that I would ever reach those lengths. I know I have my son to care for, and I love him way too much to damage him that way. I really do feel like there are many things to look forward to, so don't get the wrong idea please. There's only, stuff, that is going on at the moment."

"I understand, I should remind you that I recently divorced. So, maybe I understand more than you may think."

Hell, could my possibly failed marriage be any more obvious? For a minute there is silence, and with a small smile he retires from the room.

***

"I'm, glad your maid called me.." he adverts his eyes "maybe you see it as an indiscretion on her part but, you would have been by yourself if not. And that's kinda shitty."

If this conversation went to where I think it's going Lord help me.

"I've been asleep mostly so it's not a big deal, but I'm glad as well Pratt." Keep it short, keep it smooth.

- I am posting the uncompleted version since I no longer plan on finishing this or any other pieces.

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No Heroes - UNCOMPLETED

Everyone has secrets. They all have regrets. Things that haunt them. Everybody owes something. And they think they will never pay. No good villain is bad without reason. And no hero is entirely good.

A/N:

*Sigh*

"What do you want with me Dabi?"

"Eat"

My confusion was quite evident, but when he gestured to his side a steaming bowl caught my attention. The contents were unknown to me but I gladly accepted it. I took it in my hands, it was hot to the touch. Dabi's touch was hotter. Simply breathing in the scent made my stomach gurgle in anticipation and I was eating before I could stop myself.

"When was the last time you ate?"

Eyes staring up at him while my mouth makes quick work of the comtents of the bowl I shrug. Hoping he won't lose his chill because I didn't answer with words. Dabi was... a puzzle. Sometimes scary, sometimes not so much. Always menacing and on edge.

"You're welcome"

My body straightens itself, turning to face him. And no matter the protest of my stomach I leave the food for a second.

"You still haven't said what you want."

"I want nothing you could give, just eat."

My eyebrows knot together, suddenly insecure of why I'd come out so willingly. There was most certainly a reason he dragged me out of bed. Why he was in my room to begin with besides my screaming. The rumble of my stomach urged me to keep eating, and I leaned myself on the wall before flopping down to the floor. Sitting down definitely gave me a disadvantage in case Dabi suddenly decided to stop playing nice, but all I could concentrate on was the food. Anyways, I couldn't defend myself even if I tried. That much was clear to me now.

And before I realized it he was sitting across from me, leaning on the opposite wall of the barely lit hallway. Long legs nearly caging me on the small space. His deep blue eyes barely stood out. The dark parts of his body appeared to be lost in the darkness. He looked creepy as ever.

"You're acting suspicious"

His eyes roamed my figure, making me shrink in place. The bowl was empty now, and my stomach slightly content. But the muscles of my body tensed under the scrutiny of Dabi's gaze. Finally his mouth opened slightly.

"You don't have to be here." By the tilt of his head I knew there was still more to say.

"What?"

"I'll help you do what you truly wish to do."

What in hell did that mean?

"What I truly wish to do?"

"You're not a villain Y/n, but you know enough about our world to not be swayed by the heroes. So, what would you do if you could unmask them? In front of all of society."

"What do you mean unmask them?"

To him I must have sounded stupid. Only answering with questions and confusion. I wished he'd get to the point.

"What would you give for the world to know the truth about your brother?"

Oh

That was his point.

But still, that couldn't be all. I kept silent, waiting for anything else he cared to explain. He sighs.

"He's not the only dirty hero, we both know so. And I'd love nothing more than to expose them for the disgusting, rotten, pieces of shit they all are."

"I understand that Dabi but... I don't see what you're getting at."

He looks away from me in exasperation, keeping his eyes down the hallway now.

"Shigaraki wishes to destroy the symbol of peace, which would be a big blow to society yes. But it could be more than a big blow, we could entirely take away their most trusted and treasured figures. Blow their covers, make the people turn against heroes."

"And you want me to... convince Tomura? Of what exactly? It's not like we have proof of every hero's dirty history."

"Shigaraki has too many eyes on him. You, little siren, are invisible."

He grows silent after that, eyes roaming the hallway. His gaze falls on me and he tilts his head mouthing something. And perhaps I couldn't quite read lips but I sure did understand body language and he was saying to get out of there. A chill runs down my side and I stand up as quietly as I can, he mimics my action and grabs my arm. Pushing me deeper into the hallway. His warm grip is surprisingly not too bad, or as scary as I would have guessed.

The deeper we walk into the hallway the darker it seems. And my chest feels like it tightens a little. "Dabi?" Fuck. I didn't want to sound that obviously scared, but either my mind was playing tricks on me or the space was getting tighter too.

"Shhh, someone's awake."

My eyes widened. Was it bad if we got caught? What did he plan to drag me into?

I stop walking when I can't see more than a feet ahead of me. And his tall figure hovers behind me, barely an inch away from my body.

Soon he pushes me again but I stand my ground and he grunts. "What is it?"

"You can just tell me tomorrow, when there is sunlight."

"How do you suggest I do that?" He whispers harshly against my ear "Over Shigaraki's head? should I write a note?"

To say he was being sarcastic was an understatement to the way in which he spoke. My back shivered despite the heat that was his body. Loosening my arm from his grip I turn around, avoiding his eyes and speaking as surely as I can. "I'm tired, I want to sleep."

"You sure you can?"

Nightmares. The thought of them tightens my stomach and leaves me breathless. Which presents a perfect opportunity for Dabi to push against me and walk us to wherever the hallway led to. My mind is screaming at me. He's pushing me backwards, towards the dark, eyes daring me to stop him once again. Panic rushes through my veins and I find myself gripping his coat. Fueling my paranoia one strong arm encages me to his body and all I feel is the knock of the wind on me. I'm lifted from the floor and suddenly it's cold. I dip my head into him.

"You look like you're ready to die little siren."

Realizing that my eyes had been closed for a while only when I opened them I try to pull away from his chest, finding myself pressed against what felt like bars.

"Better if you don't look"

But like that's too much to ask I throw my head back, the wind meeting my overheated face. I want to scream when I realize we are in between two buildings, but my face is pushed back against Dabi's chest. There's an evident strain in his voice and I feel a small current of air caressing my toes.

"Might slip if you don't hold on better."

He's lifting the both of us up what I can only imagine to be one of those stairs that's attached to building's walls. Instead of doing what I'm told I search for a step with my feet, tangling myself in one and slipping from his grip slightly.

"I said hold on" it's little less than a growl and my blood is frozen. Nonetheless I wrap my legs around him, securing myself and his hand abandons my back. Climbing up the rest of the way much more smoothly.

It gets colder. And I grip his body tighter. Attempting to squeeze more heat out if him. How I trusted Dabi all of a sudden was beyond me. Maybe the fact that he didn't abandon me, took advantage of me or killed me when he had the chance. But I was sure all of that was because of Tomura. And he was not here now.

It was probably because he didn't give me a choice. Right now I either trusted him or made peace with the idea of falling 3 stories down.

His hands grip my feet and he basically tears them from his back. Only then do I open my eyes. Realizing we'd reached the rooftop. My legs wobbly hold my weigh as I immediately let go of Dabi.

"I would have asked you to climb but you can barely stand."

My heart is banging inside my ribcage and I step away from him. And suddenly I'm afraid of him all over again.

"What the fuck do you want from me? Why did u come to the room? What is it?"

He furrows his brows.

"You're the one person who wants to sink all heroes alike, same as I do. And unlike me, you are invisible

- I am posting this unfinished version since I no longer plan on finishing this or any other pieces.

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Over protective dad All might who took in abused 15 year old reader headcannon. But pretty please can you make it long?, 😊 can you start it where he notices bruises on the reader at school and she keeps telling him it's nothing until he follows her home. He then stops the parents (beat up the readers dad) then takes her in. He becomes over protective and she finds it hard to open up until she finally does and calls him dad? 😊😊❤️

U were so lovely to request this, your idea was beautiful and I’m sad I never got around to writing it. I just posted a rough draft I have been sitting on for years of this request and I’m sorry if I had made it seem as if I ignored it. I was just in a really bad place with my writing but I did try!

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