#the rising of the shield hero x male reader

[hunn1e-bunn1e]

Iwatani Naofumi - "Naofumi's Fairy Guide"

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If Naofumi had an actual guide to show him the ropes of of the new world he was forcibly transported to, his time as the shield hero surely wouldn't have been as tough. This guide of his just so happens to be a fairy.

                                                                                                   

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I'm gonna say he be a mix of Sylph from Black Clover, Paimon from Genshin Impact, and Nabi from The Legend of Zelda. Probably with the size of Sylph, the appetite of Paimon, and the kinda annoyingly timed tips of Nabi. I think he'd have a more teasing personality but he'd also be super protective of Naofumi. Kinda like a rabid chihuahua when he's mad.

I think a few abilities that he has would be like that one spell Mimosa (from Black Clover) has where she made a map of the dungeon out of a flower bulb, intimate knowledge of the various countries in the new world, boosting various stats of Naofumi's, strengthening and adding attributes to equipment, and sending and receiving information telepathically to and from Naofumi.

He probably has a more blue/green, mint or sea foam color pallet to stand out from Naofumi, Raphtalia and Filo. I'll say his wings are more dragonfly-esque, probably glowing white in color with a few dark blue/green accents.

He'd join the shield trio through a level reward bonus of Naofumi's, most likely. Maybe He'd come out of an inconspicuous or mundane item like a book or a ring.

Definitely a win-win for Naofumi, I'd say.

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"Master, you're going the wrong way again. Melromarc is northeast of here, not southeast."

The fairy guide huffed as he watched his master wander in the opposite direction of their destination for the nth time. He fluttered over and landed on the shield touting man's shoulder, taking ahold of his earlobe and yanking on it as he shouted in his ear.

"Hey! Listen to me! You can ogle the scenery on we get back to Melromarc, idiot!"

"Ow! Okay! I get it, you damn mosquito!"

Naofumi growled as he swatted at the small boy, missing each time. Raphtalia and Filo turn to look at the commotion being made.

"Hurry up! Hurry! Hurry! I'm hungry again!"

Filo chirps as she waves her arms around and hops in place impatiently, Raphtalia trying to calm her down.

"Yes we should be going soon, Master Naofumi. We need to arrive before dark."

Raphtalia informs, holding filo up by her armpits as she thrashes around like a rabid animal. Naofumi sighs in annoyance before motioning for the fairy boy to lead the way once again.

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[moonbyulsstuff]

Masterlist.

Request Rules.

I'm only putting the characters that I have written about.

Lookism.

Just A Kiss, Nothing Else: Johan x Male Reader.

Johan Seong x Female Reader Headcanon.

YN! Johan Seong and YN! Daniel Park Headcanons: Gender Neutral Reader

Them Reacting you to Calling them Pretty, with a Gender Neutral Reader.

Johan Seong and Eli Jang Polyamorous Relationship Headcanon, with a Gender Neutral Reader.

Sudden Love: Jay Hong x GN Reader.

Dating Them Headcanons: Lookism Male Version with a Gender Neutral Reader: Zack Lee, Vasco, Daniel Park, Johan Seong, Jay Hong, Eli Jang.

Their Reaction To You Rejecting Them Because You Are In Love With Someone Else, with a Gender Neutral Reader: Zoe Park, Gun, Daniel Park, Johan Seong.

Them with Male S/O Who's Shy: Mira Kim, Mary Kim, Zoe Park, Crystal Choi.

Xiaolong Dating Headcanons with a Female Reader.

Our Little Secret: Daniel Park x Female Reader.

Dating Diego Kang headcanons: Diego Kang x Female Reader.

Xiaolong x GN Reader Headcanons: What's okay and not okay with him.

Yandere Sinu Han Headcanons with a GN Reader.

My Type: Y!Jake Kim x GN Reader.

No: Y!Eugene x GN Reader.

No Matter What, You Belong To Me: Y!Daniel Park x GN Reader.

A Ruined First Date: Xiaolong x Female Reader.

If Only...: Diego Kang x Female Reader.

Dating Kwak Jichang Headcanons: GN Reader.

It's Cold: Gun Park x Female Reader.

Dating Headcanons: Jake Kim and JIhan Kwak x GN Reader (separate).

Dating Them Headcanons: Hudson Ahn and Diego Kang (James Lee) x GN Reader.

Them Finding You Wearing Their Shirt: Female Reader.

On A Date With Them: Female Reader.

How They Would React When You Received A Sexual Text From An Unknown Number: Female Reader.

How They Would React To Their Chubby S/O Being Insecure Headcanons: GN Reader.

They Get Jealous After Meeting Your Ex: Female Reader.

How Would They React When You Received a Sexual Text From An Unknown Number: GN Reader.

Dating Kwak Jibeom Headcanons: GN Reader.

Viral Hit/How To Fight.

Viral Hit Men Headcanon: What's it like dating them: Hobin Yu, Wangguk Han, Taehun Seong, Yeonu Ji, Mangi Lee, Munseong Kim, Hyeonsong Lee and etc.

Meant To Be: Taehun Seong x Female Reader.

Made For Each Other: YN!Taehun Seong x YN!GN Reader.

How Would They React When You Receive A Sexual Text From An Unknown Number. GN Reader.

Gaeul Dating a Transgender (FTM) Reader Headcanons.

Taehun Seong x Sick GN Reader.

Let Me Take Care of You: Yeonu Ji x GN Reader.

Them Dating A Beauty and Fashion Newtuber: GN Reader.

Love me? Duh?: Taehun Seong x GN Reader

Haikyuu!!

Aoba Johsai x Gender Neutral: Manager Stories: 1,

Questism/Quest Supremacy.

Sick Day: Hajun Gu x GN Reader.

Study Date: Jaeha Han x Female Reader.

Captivating: Haru Seong x GN Reader.

I Love You: Seok Kang x GN Reader.

Dating the Top Dogs Headcanons (Seperate): Suhyeon Kim, Seok Kang, Jaeha Han x GN Reader.

My Lo- I mean Best Friend: Hajun Gu x Female Reader.

Dating Haru Seong Headcanons: GN Reader.

Dating Ryu SIkyung Headcanons: Male Reader.

How Would They React When You Received a Sexual Text From An Unknown Number: GN Reader.

My Type of Woman: All Gangbuk Leaders x Female Reader

YOU CAN FIGHT?!?!: Haru Seong x Male Reader

Get Schooled.

Nothing in here yet.

Manager Kim.

Nothing in here yet.

The Remarried Empress.

Please... Stay...: Sovieshu x Male Reader.

How They Would React to Navier Taking of a Child Headcanons: Female Child Reader.

Men of the Harem.

Nothing in here yet.

Miraculous Ladybug.

Nothing in here yet.

Jujutsu Kaisen.

Nothing in here yet.

Black Clover.

Nothing in here yet.

Sk8 the Infinity.

Nothing in here yet.

Fairy Tail.

Nothing in here yet.

Yandere Simulator.

Unlikely Relationship: Delinquents x Male Reader.

The Rising of the Shield Hero.

Nothing in here yet.

The Disastrous Life of Saiki K

Coffee Jelly Lovers: Saiki Kusuo x Male Reader.

Toritsuka with an equally dirty minded girlfriend: Toritsuka Reita x Female Reader.

Just Like You: Saiki Kusuo x Female Reader.

A Tease: Kaidou Shun x Male Reader.

Gakuen Babysitters.

Gakuen Babysitters Headcanon: Female Reader.

My Hero Academia

Nothing in here yet.

Marry My Husband.

Sweet Love: Eunho Baek x Male Reader.

Maybe, In Another Life: Yoo Ji Hyuk x GN Reader.

Welcome Home

Nothing in here yet.

IRL Quest/Reality Quest

A Friend? Or.. Something More?: Han Eun-Sung x Female Reader.

Dating Han Eun-Sung Headcanons: GN Reader.

How Would They React When You Received a Sexual Text From An Unknown Number: GN Reader.

Into/Across the Spider-Verse.

Nothing in here yet.

#masterlist #lookism #viral hit #how to fight #questism #quest supremacy #get schooled #the remarried empress #haikyuu!! #yandere simulator #the rising of the shield hero #fairy tail #jujutsu kaisen #black clover #miraculous ladybug #manager kim #men of the harem #saiki k #the disastrous life of saiki k. #bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #moon knight

[bagerfluff]

Lay With It Him

BotW Link x Male Reader

Prompt - Remember

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

It took a while for Link to make it to the forest. Link didn't know how to get there so he went back up the mountain and looked to see if he could find it from up high. Link found the forest then he rode back down the mountain and to the forest.

Link got to the forest right as the sun was starting to set. But Link didn't want to wait for the sun to rise so he entered the forest. The forest was like a maze. Twist and turns everywhere. Monsters around every corner. Link didn't know how long he went down a path just for him to realize he went down already.

Link was tired and bruised when he found a clearing in the forest. The only cover was the branches of trees that were multitube feet away. There was a rock, the moon was shining on the rock. But what caught Link's eye was a statue. It was a statue of a boy. He looked to be around Link's age.

When Link got closer he realized that he boy had a sword and a shield on his back. Like Link. When Link got even closer he recognized the face.

It was him!

Y/n!

Link found him. But what was wrong with him? Was he alive? What caused him to look like this? Did he choose this? Was he cursed? Link had more questions then answers. Link sighed. he found him. But did he? He couldn't talk to him. Link crawled on top of the rock and sat next to Y/n.

What could he do?

Maybe he should just leave. He got what he wanted. But he didn't get all of it. Link laid his head on Y/n's shoulder. Link closed his eyes. Y/n smelled like roses and freshly cut grass. It was then that Link felt something moved.

Link opened his eyes and saw that you were rubbing your eyes. How? you were stone just seconds ago. What happened? Did Link do this. "How long was I asleep?" you asked while turning to the guy next to you. Your eyes widened when you realized it was Link.

"Link?"

You whispered with tears brimming your eyes. The tears fell when Link pulled you in a hug. You hugged him back as tears fell from your eyes. He was back.

"I don't know you", Link started, tears also slowly falling from his eyes, "But I know I love you".

That's what he was feeling. Love. He loved you. He didn't know anything about you. But he knew he loved you. And that was all he needed. You guys spent a couple more minutes hugging until you pulled away. "How long was I asleep for?"

You asked. Link told you. Your eyes widened as you looked back to the path that Link came on. You pushed your self of the rock and looked towards Hyrule Castle.

"Their all dead" you said, with more tears brimming your eyes. Your friends, all of them, dead.

Expect Link.

You still had Link.

While Link rode you back to town he tried his best to explain what had happened when you were sleep. You were shocked when you heard it. Link had forgotten everything, but you remembered. Why? he tried to remember what happened before you fell sleep but you couldn't.

That was the only thing you didn't remember. It was weird. But that wasn't the main thing that you were worrying about. The main thing was Link. Hundred years ago you and him were dating. You were boyfriends.

But were you still?

You hadn't broken up, but Link didn't remember you. But he said he loved you. But how can you love someone you don't know? That you didn't know. But you and Link didn't speak of it. You both got into town, ate, slept in the inn, then Link asked you if you wanted to travel with him.

You said yes.

You couldn't say no, not to Link. But after a while of traveling you needed answers. Were you and Link still dating? At first you didn't want to over whelm him. He had a lot to remember. But you had to ask. The thought was keeping you up at night.

So one night, when the moon and stars shined upon you and the Hero of Hyrule. You asked him. "Hey Link?" You started, looking away from the food Link had made. Link looked up at you and nodded, telling you that he was listening.

"What are we?" You asked. Link looked confused.

You caught up on it immediately, over the years you could tell what Link was feeling just from his face a body language. "Hundred years ago we were dating", you stated, looking back down at your food "Are we still?" You asked with tears in the corner of your eyes.

You didn't want to lose Link, you loved him. More then anything. Hell, you found a way to stay alive and young for hundred years. But all of that could have been for nothing. Link looked down at his food before placing it down and moving closer to you. You looked up into his eyes. You always loved Link's eyes.

Blue was your favorite color. "I might not really know you", Link grabbed your hands and held them in his, "I'd like to get to know you". Link looked down at your hands.

"And I's like to date you. If you want to date me?" Link asked looking up at you with hope in his eyes.

Tears fell out of your eyes as he hugged Link, pulling him close, scared of losing him again.

"Of course. I'd love to date you" you whispered.

Link smiled and held you close. It might take time. But you too would get to know each other again. You loved each other. And they say that love can do anything.

Maybe even keep someone alive for hundred years.

#lgbtq #breath of the wild #botw #botw x male reader #loz botw #botw link #link #link loz #link x reader #link x you #link x male reader #loz link #loz #legend of zelda

[venumelon]

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ about me

hi! my names melon!

i’m an avid manga/manhwa reader and i enjoy a multitude of fandoms and shows <3

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kinks : masochism, sadism, bondage, bdsm, exhibitionism, dirty talk, impact play, orgasm control, praise/degradation, breeding, blindfold, breath play, humiliation, voyeurism

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anime : jujutsu kaisen, chainsaw man, overlord, code geass, that time i got reincarnated as a slime, death note, tokyo ghoul, rising of the shield hero, castlevania, black butler

manga/manhwa : solo levelling, lookism, noblesse

games : genshin impact, resident evil, fnaf, fear and hunger, mobile legends: bang bang, call of duty

movies/shows : lord of the rings, fight club, avatar

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nanami kento x gn! reader - short fluff

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: ╰┈➤ domestic househusband nanami kento

: ╰┈➤ childe (tartaglia) with an obsessive fatui harbinger

: ╰┈➤ star struck denji meeting a devil hunter who can wield the void

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[creampie-capital]

✦「Dabi x Reader Pt.1」✦

ɴᴀᴍᴇ║ Dabi

ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ/ᴍᴀɴɢᴀ║ Boku no Hero Academia

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ║27,345

「ᴀꜰʟ」 𝟏𝟖+ 「ᴘᴡᴘ」 ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ━━━➤ 「ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀʙʏ」

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❝ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴᴛᴏ❞

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Do not steal, copy, or repost anywhere. My work is currently on both CREAMPIE_CAPITAL on wattpad and Imtropicalbaby on Quotev. If posted on another account or website, please report and notify me immediately.

Now onto the smut :)

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This story is older than the newer one but still something I am proud of. There will be a different writing style in this one and more grammatical errors.

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It wasn't supposed to be like this tonight. There was supposed to be a sky full of stars with the brilliant full moon in the sky.

It was supposed to be the perfect scenery, the perfect resting place. The aura would have fit perfectly but of course, you didn't get what you wanted.

A deep sigh left your mouth, your chest rising and falling as you fixed your position atop the building. For just becoming dusk, the sky was terribly dark.

So dark it was like a void of emptiness that would swallow you up and leave you empty, alone for all eternity.

Maybe you would have actually been devoured by such a fate if it weren't for the thick nebulous smog that enveloped the area.

Your vision was slightly altered due to the fog, shielding below from your intense gaze that burned brighter than any light.

A cool wind blew against your frame and pricked your skin. Although the temperature of the outside rivaled that of winter, you felt no effect on your body.

Goosebumps would have risen along your limbs if you weren't colder than the breeze that blew against your body.

"Geez, this mist is f*cking annoying." You muttered in a low tone, gazing upon the dense fog. Slowly you brought up your right hand and faced it upon the swirling mist below.

A light periwinkle glow illuminated off of your palm, glowing dimly in the dark night. Gradually the mist diminished, the view beneath becoming visible allowing for you to finally see the broken city below.

It felt like a dystopian area with how vacant and abandon the small city was. Although there were multiple towering buildings lined up one by one, they were all deserted.

All but one that is. All but one that should have never even been built. Your fingers twitched by your side as you stared at that one building.

There was barely any light, the only source coming from the very few still functioning lamp posts.

That was until you saw the bright headlights of a car illuminate the small skinny roads towards you.

Quickly you fell to your knees and peaked your head above the balcony fence atop the tall building.

You shielded yourself as the car slowly pulled along the sidewalk and parked. Right in front of that dreadful building.

Ringing noise echoed in the vast area as Akihiro stepped out of his vehicle and slammed the door shut.

Your lungs tightened at the sight of the older man. You grasped the edge of the balcony, your fingers pressing into it as the stone fence frozen beneath your palm.

The black-haired male below glided a hand along the strands of his slick back hair while he assessed the area. He surveyed the city, looking for any signs of people or media.

As he gazed around his attention was brought up to the building you were hiding in. Luckily for the dark, you were safely hidden.

You could see him but he could not see you. The hero's red orbs pierced through the darkness, glowing brightly.

When his gaze met yours, you froze. Your heart stopped beating as your lips fell agape. His gaze...his eyes...there just the same as that night.

They held the same cold, murderous look that was engraved in your memory and visited you every night in your dreams.

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You felt so warm, cozy, and snug even as you slept within your bed. However, something felt odd this night.

Your home wasn't usually this warm, not when most of your family preferred the freezing temperature of the arctic tundra.

Slowly you opened your (e/c) and came into view of your dark bedroom. Although dark and blurry you could make out the scenery. You knew this room like the back of your hand.

Nothing was odd or out of the ordinary. You frowned to yourself and slowly sat up, hearing quiet groans and clamor from outside your door.

"Mom?" You called out and threw the thick comforter off of your body. There was no reply, only a strained squeak that caused your heart rate to quicken.

"What is that?" You murmured under your break as you hopped out of your bed and walked over to your door.

Your hand grasped the silver knob and just as you were about to turn it you felt a tight tug before it was turned on its own.

It came as a surprise when your door was opened abruptly and your mother's frame came into view.

The gorgeous woman who was well known for her beauty looked far from it. Her once long luscious locks that cascaded down to her hips were nearly all burnt off, now reaching her shoulders.

There were multiple burns along her skin, holes littering the silk nightgown she was wearing along with bleeding cuts all over her body.

You couldn't help but feel shocked and dismayed by her disheveled appearance. "Mo-" Quickly her hand had covered your mouth as she rushed into your room and closed the door as quietly as possible behind her.

Her action caused your heart rate to increase as well as the temperature of your body. Fear and anxiousness rang through your mind as you wondered what was going on.

"Shh, please (Y/n), be quiet." The woman whispered, her voice cracking from how quiet it was.

You furrowed your brows and grasped her hand, pulling it away from your mouth so you could speak.

"What is going on?" You whispered only to hear a loud crash and a hissing noise coming from the living room.

"We need to leave! I need to get you out of here! You need to be quiet, we can only leave through the basement escape!" She whispered, grasping your wrist and tugging you towards the door.

"H-Huh!"

You were young, just barely around six. The situation didn't make sense in your head. You knew there was some type of danger, a threat within the home.

But who was it? What was it? How did they do this to your mother? Where were your father and older brothers?

Everything seemed to be running through your head at lightning speed. So fast you couldn't keep up.

In the hallway you could hear a struggle in the living room. Glass was being broken, the sensitive shattering noise echoing throughout the whole house.

You looked around, taking in everything to see what was different. There were burn marks all over the wooden floor, the worst of it coming from your brother's room down the hall.

While your mother tugged you to move, you refused to. Standing your ground to observe more. You wanted to see, to know what was going on. You were always so curious, but so meddlesome.

That seemed to be your downfall. If you would have never turned your head and looked you wouldn't have seen such a gruesome scene.

For a child to see such a thing, there would be no doubt the trauma would follow them for the rest of their life.

To see your own brothers, bleeding, beaten, and atrociously burned while lying face-first on the ground was something you never thought you'd witness.

Your (e/c)'s widened as your lips fell agape. Strain could be felt in your neck with a burning sensation running up your throat.

This was-! This was a joke! A terrible prank! It had to be! In no way would the boys be ruthlessly murdered in such a cruel way.

"I-Isao? Mari?" You called out their names, knowing that we're not going to respond yet you couldn't help it.

A small part of you believed maybe they had not passed. Maybe they had not met the terrible fate of entering death's door.

Of course, they didn't meet their death. Your oldest brother, Isao, was close to being an adult.

He had mastered his quirk, taking after your father and being one of the few individuals mastering the control of sound. Isao never lost. He just couldn't.

So the boy on the floor...he wasn't Isao. That was a fake, a lie presented to you to cause you to feel such grief.

If Isao's was fake then so was Mari. Even though Mari was twelve he was just as progressed in his quirk as Isao.

Your lips twitched upwards as you yanked your hand free and took small steps to the boys on the floor.

"Come on guys. You got me, I was scared. So get up. I'll help clean the fake blood-"

Your mother's hand quickly covered your mouth as she heaved you up and dragged you into the bathroom.

There was absolute fear on her face. Everything about her expression appeared broken and shattered.

But why? Why did she continue to act? You knew the gig was up, you knew the bodies were fake. So why did she continue to act like this?

"Mommy, please stop-"

Once again your speech was interrupted. The woman grasped your shoulders and shoved you into the closet.

Just as she closed the double doors the door to the bathroom glowed brightly before blasting off of the hinges and hitting the wall across from it.

Your mother fell to her bottom, her bruised and bloodied hand flying to the front of her face to shield herself.

Now you were even more bewildered than before. Your father greatly disliked the destruction of objects, he would never do that.

"Kekeke~! Look at you! The great number three pro-hero appearing like a weakling. Oh god, I'm getting so hot just seeing it!"

That voice...you knew that voice, you recognized that voice. You moved your hand to press against the double doors as you peaked in between the crack of the door.

First, you witness your mother's frightened frame on the ground, looking as if she were to drop dead right there.

But then your vision shifted to the man and you felt your stomach drop. Akihiro Yasuda, the number five pro-hero stood in front of your mother, blood dripping from his ears but no other injury could be seen.

He did not match the same appearance as your mother. Instead, he looked sharp, dressed in a black suit, and a cane in his hands.

His slicked-back hair was slightly disheveled with loose hair falling over his forehead.

"You b*stard! We trusted you! We all did and this is how you treat us! With death!?" Your mother screeched, her face becoming flushed as if she was struggling to speak.

Akihiro stepped closer but your mother shot out her hand, the pipes within the walls shaking aggressively before erupting and spraying the man with burning hot water.

The black-haired male flinched slightly, appearing to be in pain for a second before letting out a loud boisterous laughter and covering his eyes with his hands.

"You know I adore the heat, Kodama! Your little tricks have no effect on me anymore, you're weak and frail. Already used so much of your quirk earlier but now you are left as if you were quirkless."

Particular words were sticking within your head, it was as if the piece were finally fitting together and you could conclusively understand what was going on.

This was no joke or prank. Nobody was playing with you. Isao and Mari were dead. Your father was dead. They really were...

...Dead...

They were deceased, taken from this world with their life ceasing to exist. Slowly you fell to your knees within the closet, a banging noise echoing within the bathroom and catching the man's attention.

His tan face whipped to the closet, staring at the small door before attempting to walk towards you.

You didn't whimper, or cower back. Instead, you stared at the ground shocked by the events that were very much happening.

"Yasuda! Look at me! Look at me and tell me the truth! Why are you doing this!? What have me and my family ever done to receive this from you!?"

Kodama spoke in an unwavering tone. Her voice was loud and strong, the same as how she always spoke. She was stronger than you thought.

The number five pro-hero chuckled to himself before turning his attention back to your injured mother.

"Hehe, you want to know why?" He asked and gave the cane within his hand a tight squeeze before dropping it to the floor. "I'll tell you why my dear lovely Kodama..."

It was as if he moved as fast as lightning, appearing right in front of your mother. He was on his knees with his bare hands grasping her throat.

The (h/c) woman let out a choked groan as she was pushed onto her back. The male straddled her, squeezing down with a crazed unhinged expression formed on his face.

His red eyes were wide, the red blood vessels becoming extremely visible on the white membrane.

"I've always despised how the media loves you. How it portrays you as something supernatural. We all know it's superficial."

Your mother didn't respond, she couldn't with the extreme pressure being applied to her throat. Saliva dripped from the corner of her lips with the tears cascaded down her cheeks.

"My dear it's time to finally take what belonged to me from the start."

Without another word being spoken he opened his mouth, a soft high pitched squeak could be heard before you witness flames leave his lips.

A child, let alone a six-year-old should have never seen the sight before them. The flames Akihiro breathed burned at her skin, melted and charred the thin layers of her face.

You'll never forget the pained strained cry that left your mother's mouth for the last time as she was scorched alive.

The flames that were released from the pro hero's mouth quickly attached to the wooden floors and spread like wildfire.

If the sight of your deceased mother wasn't enough to churn your stomach, then the god awful smell did it.

It was distinct, nothing else smelled like such a horrendous stench. One of your hands found its way to your stomach as you covered your mouth.

You could feel a copious amount of saliva pool within your mouth as your esophagus contracted against your will.

Not even a moment later did you fall forward, knocking open the closet doors as you retched, spewing your meal from dinner all over the wooden floor.

Your eyes burned, your whole body trembling as it felt like you were hurling up your entire stomach.

Akihiro turned to face you, his head cocking to the side as a crude smile formed on his lips. "You were the only missing one. I was wondering where you were."

You didn't respond, continuing to release all the contents from your stomach as fat heavy tears fell from your orbs.

Slowly the male reached out for you, his tan hands just about to reach for your head when bright red and blue lights entered the room through the window.

Although the room burned brightly from Akihiro's flames, the unrecognizable lights from the police could still be identified.

Everything was so overwhelming, your head feeling as though it was about to explode from the events of the night.

"Don't fight me." Akihiro voiced out and grasped your left bicep, heaving you in his arms and carrying bridal style.

You didn't speak or fight, not with the exhaustion starting to take over. Your vision was fading, becoming blurry just as sound became muffled.

You could tell you were being moved, the burning hallway passing by you as Akihiro carried you out of the blazing house.

There was yelling, people screaming as the two of you exited the home. The last thing you saw that night was the swinish grin on the male's lips as he gazed down at you.

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

Click!

Click!

Click!

Blinking light after blinking light, you could hear the shudder of the hundreds of cameras that surrounded you.

All operating in the same large courtroom. It was a deafening noise, something that seemed to cause every nerve within your body to feel as though they were set ablaze

Many emotions rang through your head, it all surging through your body and causing many effects on your veins.

Your stomach was churning, the little food that you had eaten feeling as though it was going to come up soon.

Every pump of blood could be felt through your skin, especially on your forehead. You could feel the small pumps through your blood vessels at your temple.

It added to the uncomfortableness your head was feeling. It was as if someone was bashing a bat against your skull the way it pounded tortuously.

You felt absolutely awful having to sit in the seat next to the judge with hundreds of people watching your every reaction.

"There is substantial evidence that proves pro-hero Nensho was the cause of the break-in! Were the injuries not enough reasoning?! The statement their daughter has given us?! "

Slowly you turned your head to your lawyer, observing the enranged expression on his face.

"The child was there! She is the only witness left and she's provided us information that matches the evidence the police collected."

It was as if the lawyer's words were falling on deaf ears. The jury and judge were listening but they were having no positive reaction to him.

This wasn't making any sense. Why are these people pleading that man's innocence when it was clear what he did.

"Enough!"

Your gaze flew to the judge next to you as he cleared his throat. He was sweating slightly, his jaw clenching while he glared down at your lawyer.

"I've heard enough! Nensho, do you have any last statements before the verdict is decided?" The old man asked.

Across the court, the male just smiled at you. A kind almost sympathetic expression on his face as he looked down at the table in front of him.

"I have not much to say." He replied and cleared his throat. "Pro hero number three and four were good friends of mine. I've known them and their family for years. Their death has just as much impact on me. However, I do not blame the remaining daughter for her words to me."

A tear slid down the male's face as he spoke. He made no attempt to wipe it clean, instead, he let a few more tears escape his eyes.

"She went through so much that night, experiencing much trauma. But I do not harbor any will intent for her blaming me. After all, she's just a kid. She can't comprehend the complexity of this situation."

It was as if everything was moving in slow motion. The way the jury and people in the stands looked at him with a pitiful expression.

The way the camera flashed in front of you and blinded you. "Then I've come to a verdict."

"Pro hero Nensho is..."

The gavel was coming down slowly, your heart beating so loudly in your ears you could have believed they were situated by your eardrums.

A hidden smirk was shared between the new number three hero and the judge. A devious self-serving smirk that you could never forget the look of.

"Not guilty."

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You inhaled a sharp inward breath and quickly grasped your head. A range of emotions swirled within your chest.

It was as if someone had stepped on your chest, making it harder to breathe. Your head felt light as adrenaline surged through your veins.

You were shaking, shaking from both anticipation and fury. You despised remembering such gruesome and horrific memories.

They brought you within a nightmare, forced you to relive every emotion and thought you had during those traumatic moments.

But at the same time, you were thankful for reliving it one more time. One more time to help you remember why you do this.

It was for revenge. This man deceived the world and made them all think of him as such an innocent hero just trying to do his job.

But no more, this was it...The moment you have been waiting for. It was time to get revenge for what happened twelve years ago.

Your body stopped shaking as a quiet laugh left your mouth. "Hehe, I'm coming Akihiro..."

A menacing grin formed on your lips, the temperature dropping to an incredible cold degree.

The older man frowned before carefully entering the building. Again your body began to shake but not from shock but from anticipation.

You were about to strike your next kill...and you've been waiting a very long time to kill him. You brought a hand up to your cheeks and felt wetness beneath.

You raised an eyebrow, not realizing that the remembrance of those traumatic times brought you to tears.

A snarl escaped your lips. You brought your hands up to your face, it glowing that sweet pretty periwinkle glow before the liquid floated in front of you. The mist quickly turned into its liquid form and hovered in the area.

You brought your hands down by your hips before creating stepping 'stones' that lead you safely down to the ground.

Not a moment was wasted as you stepped down from the top of the roof and continued down your makeshift water stairs.

As you descended you placed your favorite plain simple black mask over your face and pulled up the hood of your black cape. Your profile was covered by it, nothing visible enough for anyone to know of your appearance.

"Oh god." You hummed out and tilted your head side to side, allowing for the joints to crack. "I'm getting so excited~!"

Indeed you were, so excited in fact that you found yourself running down the makeshift stairs and entering the building.

There was nothing special about it. The first nine stories just being large empty rooms that held nothing.

The real special treat was the last floor, the tenth. There was a special little room up there where the current number three hero liked to do his dirty business.

His special little room...and you were about to intrude. As you entered the front door of the building, you could hear the pipes rattling within the walls.

Your grin grew as you forced them to burst, the water being so strong that they exploded through the walls.

They flooded the floors, rising to your knees quite quickly however you didn't let it stop there. You continued up the tall building, bursting the wipes within the walls and flooding every floor.

You didn't stop, not even when you finally reached the tenth floor. There was one room in the entire building, oddly placed in the middle with a shiny silver door.

Your steps matched the beat of your heart, quick and erratic. It was hard to control it, to control yourself from just killing him.

All you want is to see that pained lifeless expression of the older male. But you were going to get it soon enough anyway.

Carefully you opened the door, coming into view of an extravagantly decorated office. Everything about the current building was bland but this room was far from it.

Akihiro looked up quickly, his gaze focused on your black-mask as he swallowed the lump in his throat. "Have you done it?" He questioned.

You were thankful for the mask, if your face were to be shown both your identity and expression would be compromised.

"Yes. I've found her location and whereabouts." You kept your voice low and void of any emotion.

The number three pro-hero let out out a relieved sigh and leaned back in his swivel chair. "Thank god. I knew I should have killed her when she was young. After the trial she became MIA and no one could find her."

You raised an eyebrow under your mask and took a seat in front of the man's desk. "What would a forty-year-old man want with a little girl's location, hmm?" You asked, finding it difficult to hold back your attitude.

"L-Little girl!?" Akihiro stuttered and shook his head frantically. "She was just a child then, could barely control her quirk but now she's around twenty! I wouldn't be so fearful if Buyo wasn't slaughtered the other day, my name scrawled out in his blood next to his body!"

You crossed your right leg over your left and pressed your checked into your fist. "I'm surprised it took her so long to make a move. Her anger must have been festering for years."

The man's gaze turned to yours, swallowing the saliva in his mouth before letting out a deep exhale. "I thought she'd just keep silent and hide for the rest of her life like a bug. Would have made my life easier but of course not."

Akihiro sighed and rubbed his tired red eyes. "The (L/n) family have always given me such a hard time." He muttered.

Maybe you would have been an actor if the events from the past never would have happened. The sheer will that was needed to keep yourself still and not lash out at the moment was immense.

"Hehe, you loath that family so much. Killing pro-hero three and four just to take their spot, murdering their two eldest and leaving the remaining child to suffer alone...Not to mention buying their property and constructing this-" You brought your hands up and faced your palms towards the ceiling. "-Useless building. Was killing them not enough?"

It was quiet for a moment, the two of you just staring at each other before the male stood up with the help of his cane and walked over to the wall behind him.

He stared at the wall that was just windows and held his hands behind his back. "You know Themis-"

You frowned when the man called out your alias, the goddess of judgment.

"You know better than I do that we as human beings are never satisfied with anything. We live off greed, strive for more and more-"

"Like you, Nensho?" You asked, using his alias as well. The man laughed in his throat as he continued to stare at the night sky from the windows.

"Why be number five...when I can be number three? And with you by my side, I hear that number one spot calling my name."

You bit your bottom lip so hard you drew blood. It was hard to hold back a laugh that you just wanted to let out.

"My my, you greedy pig. How did you ever manage to be a hero? You really should've just stayed a villain." You replied and brought your hands together on your lap.

Slowly Akihiro turned around to face you, a sh*t-eating grin forming on his lips as he stared at you with his blazing red eyes. "It's much more fun playing the silly little hero for fame and publicity. Those fools idolize me as if I'm a god. Can you even imagine how good that feels?"

He walked closer to you and leaned his tan hands on the black desk. "Not to mention I have one of the biggest weapons in the world."

You tilted your head to the side and raised an eyebrow under your mask.

The hero's grin grew. "Money." He whispered and leaned back up to his full height. "Money gets you anything you want in this world. You can get away with anything if you have enough. Ah, just remembering the look on that judge's face from years ago when I gave him those checks...It makes my body feel so hot.

"Ah, I see." You muttered under your breath before standing up to your feet. Akihiro looked over at your frame and watched you slowly make your way over to him.

"Hero's can be so corrupt, can't they?" You asked and stopped once you were standing right in front of the older man.

"Everybody is corrupt in this society." He replied to you and licked his chapped lips.

You nodded your head and brought your face over to the man's ear. "And you...you are one of the biggest ones too."

Before the male could reply he suddenly sucked in a sharp intake of air. His scarlet-colored orbs widened as he looked down, his lower body frozen with the frost continuing to reach up to his throat.

"A-Ah! What the hell are you doing, Themis!?" He exclaimed and grunted from the extreme cold he was under.

"Hehehe~! What's with that face, Nensho?"

You were grinning like a Cheshire cat under the mask. Adrenaline was rushing through your veins, a feeling of being under a high taking over.

The male opened his mouth, a high pitched squeak leaving it causing you to shake your head. "No-no Nensho."

You shot out a hand, the water from the flood you created on the floors floating over and flying into the male's mouth.

Choking him, as his head shot back. Veins protruded against the skin of his neck while his face changed a light shade of pink.

"I bet you are wondering why I'm doing this." You mumbled out and brought one of your hands up to your mask. "I'll tell you why my dear...lovely...Yasuda."

While the man stood paralyzed, choking on the water you carefully removed the plain black mask and lowered your hood.

It took a moment but you watched Akihiro's eyes widen. You finally showed the man your appearance and new by the widening of his eyes he recognized you.

"I look just like my mother, don't I?" You asked even though you knew the male couldn't respond, instead just choking and gagging noise echoing in the large room.

You didn't speak anymore as you just listened to his pained cries for help. It was like music to your ears, a lovely melody you've been wishing to hear for years.

You wish you could have heard those cries a little longer by the male's struggling was beginning to stop.

A frown formed on your lips for a second before it was replaced with a grin. You pulled the water out of the male's mouth.

He immediately gagged loudly, coughing noisily as he gulped in as much air as he could. You didn't waste any time as you created shackles around his throat and wrist with the water, freezing it to become as hard as steel.

Akihiro gasped, hiss hands flying to grasp the shackle around his neck but you pulled them behind his back with the chain in your hand.

"I'd choke you like you did my mother but I wouldn't dare put my hands on a filthy creature like you."

"Y-You little sh*t! I should have killed you when I had the chance!" He screeched, his eyes basically bulging out of their sockets.

"Oh." You tilted your head to the side before sending a swift kicking to the back of the man's knee, sending him tumbling to the ground.

You squatted down and watched his limbs turn purple under the ice. "You really should have, but that was your fault. You created your killer that night, Yasuda."

Akihiro smirked, sweat gliding down the side of his face before he opened his mouth. That high pitched squeak was heard once again.

There wasn't a second wasted as you stood to your feet. You shoved the front of your boots into his mouth.

A disgusted expression formed on the male's face. The way his brows furrowed in anguish and repulsion caused your mouth to water at the sight.

You shoved your boot father into his mouth as he grunted out and screamed. "Does it hurt, the freezing shackles on your body and my boot in your mouth?" You asked.

The man just continued to scream causing you to tighten the ice choker around his neck. "This doesn't even account for half the pain my family felt that night. The burns, the cuts, broken limbs, bent necks, and all. You deserve so much more pain than this."

You didn't speak again as you just watched the man struggle for another moment before removing your boot from his mouth.

He gagged once again, spitting out his saliva on the rug in front of him. Catching the male off guard you swung your foot and landed another kick against the male's stomach.

He wheezed loudly, his scarlet orbs widening from the pain. Again you kicked him, the hard steel point of your boots hitting his ribs and cracking them.

"S-Stop! Please stop! I'll do anything!" He cried but you just kicked his ribs again, over and over again while he continued to scream in agony.

His screams only fueled you more, the exhaustion you were feeling never arising. You felt ever more driven to continue.

"(Y/n)!"

You slammed the chunky heel of your boot into the male's head, bashing open the skin of his forehead.

"Don't you dare speak of my name! F*ckin b*stard, you'll dirty my name with that soiled tongue of yours."

A few tears could be seen escaping his puffy eyes causing you to tilt your head to the side. "You're...crying? You!? B*tch how dare you f*ckin cry! Not even my mother cried when you killed her! The fact that an ill woman could handle more than you makes me sick! You do not deserve the number three position! You don't deserve any position at all!"

You slammed your chunky heel into the back of his left knee, it shattering apart and decorating the rug. Because of his frozen limbs, he was fragile like glass. Making it easy to break him apart.

An ear-piercing cry left his lips, his head that wasn't frozen shaking in both pain and agony. He was shaking so much in fact that he suddenly retched, the contents of his stomach covering the rug.

He was heaving loudly, his pain so clearly visible and audible. "Hehehe! Would you look at that! This night is so similar to that night twelve years ago, don't ya think!?"

Akihiro didn't respond to you, continuing to purge himself because of the amount of pain that was taking over every single nerve in his body.

"That god awful smell, It was so strong it caused my stomach to churn. I can still smell it now, only your own body stench is the only thing I think that can ever rival that smell." You mocked him, staring at his pathetic frame.

Akihiro finally stopped retching however his tears did not stop falling. They continued, flowing down his cheeks and dripping from his chin.

"I still don't think you've had enough, however, I can already see there isn't much fight left within you. If only I could make this night last forever." You muttered before reaching into your pockets and taking out a pair of thin black gloves.

You put them on carefully before turning your attention back to the broken male. "Don't fight me."

Not even a moment later did you grasp the male by his black hair and drag him over to his glass windows.

The night sky was clear now, the many stars visible in the dark and deserted city. The scenery was so eye-catching you found yourself taking a deep breath.

"What a pretty view. You got to stare out into this for years...But no more. I won't allow it."

You stuck out your free hand, streams of water floating off of the ground before hardening into sharp spikes in the air.

They flew into the windows and shattered them, creating a large hole in the wall. Cool air immediately hit your body as you breathed deeply.

"I've always despised how the media loves you. How it portrays you as something supernatural. We all know it's superficial."

You grinned and tugged his hair, only receiving a weak cry from the older male. "I'd say tell my mother I said hi but we all know where pieces of sh*t like you end up."

Before Akihiro could reply you tugged his body out of the broken window and watched his frame fall.

His eyes were wide, disbelief, pain, and denial could be seen in his scarlet-colored orbs. You could tell he couldn't believe what was actually happening to him.

You took off the glove that you used to grasp his hair and dropped it down as well, not needing the soiled thing anymore.

The sight was almost mouthwatering. You've dreamed of this for years, dreaming of witnessing his death.

It was causing you to feel incredibly high. All your limbs felt light, almost nonexistent as you stood there.

Suddenly you heard that loud thump of his body connecting with the sidewalk. Something surged throughout your entire body.

You felt hot, pleasure seared throughout every single nerve you held. Who knew completing your life goal would be so pleasant and rewarding.

Your mouth was practically salivating, you could feel how your saliva pooled within your mouth.

This was your favorite part of this job. The high you felt was immaculate. The serotonin it gave you was making you basically quiver in your spot.

After the trial, you had become despondent and miserable. Being a child who experienced such traumatic experiences at such a young age, it did something to you.

Messed with you mentally and changed you forever. Maybe you would have been a happy little kid if it wasn't for Akihiro.

You took a deep breath before kicking aside the broken glass on the floor. You lowered yourself down to the ground and sat down. You dangled your legs out of the broken window and placed your hands together in your lap.

A light breeze rustled through your hair and cape as you stared out at the dazzling night sky.

You stayed in that position, just relishing in the blissful euphoric sensations that surged throughout your body.

It was like a drug, a narcotic that was so strong and overwhelming that you felt like a completely different person.

It made you feel...like an actual human being. You could so strongly feel so many emotions that you tend to forget about.

The only moment you could feel such euphoric sensations was when you killed. When you took a life it was then that you got a life back in return.

Not forever, but only for a moment. Only for a small fleeting moment.

Past the many tall buildings and mountains did you begin to see the sky lighten. The dark blue and black hue slowly morphed into a warm orange.

The sun was beginning to rise, dawn taking over the night sky. You took in another deep breath, the sun rays gleaming over your body as it rose.

It took over the sky and banished the darkness until dusk was to come again. The sun shined down on the deserted city, enveloping everything in light.

Even though the sun was high in the sky right in front of you, you couldn't feel anything. You could not feel the heat that it radiated down on you.

Your lips formed into a scowl as you continued to stare at it, feeling the stinging pain in your orbs.

Cold. You still felt cold, freezing like a block of ice. Even though you stood by a broken window high in the sky, even though the sun was beating down on your face, you felt nothing.

No warmth, no heat, no sensations. Just nothing. The scowl grew on your lips as you slowly stood to your feet.

Your high was falling, you could the numbness beginning to take over. Those euphoric sensations were diminishing, leaving you to feel empty once again.

"F*ck." You cursed and brought your bare hand to your face. You rubbed your eyes before turning your attention down to the ground.

There he was, lying in a pool of his own blood as he stared up with a blank dead look. Your (e/c) orbs widened, your stomach feeling as though you were punched in the gut.

Akihiro Yasuda was dead. He was finally dead after twelve years. The man who had haunted your dreams and became your main reason to live was dead.

All that hard work of gaining connections and training led you to this. But it was gone just like that. Your high was just as fleeting as Akihiro's life was.

And now that he was gone, what were you to do now? What was your reason to live anymore?

You had no family, no friends, just employers who requested your skills. You got your revenge...So why stay here any longer?

A shaky breath left your lips as you took a step closer to the edge. Glass crunched under your boots as the wind howled loudly in your ear.

It was strong, your body swaying from how powerful the breeze was. You don't need to be here anymore. You've completed your mission.

Slowly you lifted up your right foot and hovered it in the air. You were off-balance, wobbling in your spot as you continued to gaze down at the bloody body beneath.

'Just do it. Do it. Do it!'

Before you knew it you stepped forward, your body feeling weightless for a moment before you began plummeting.

Your life was flashing before your eyes. Everything played out for in a millisecond. Although you didn't live such a happy life, this wasn't the time to act weak.

"Wait no!"

No, this isn't what you wanted! No, you didn't want to die! There was so much more to do! So what if Akihiro was dead? There were so many other greedy corrupt people like him that deserved proper judgment.

You didn't want to die just yet.

You shot out a hand towards the building, the water from the flooding you created came flying towards you and attached to your wrist and the ledge.

It froze in an attempt to become sturdy and hold your weight up. Only for a moment did it work, your body jerking to a stop with pain shooting up your arm.

"Ah!" You cried out in anguish before the ice shattered and sent your body tumbling down once again.

Your eyes squeezed tight as you waited for the impact of the concrete sidewalk. However, instead of meeting the solid hard ground, you landed on something much softer yet compact.

"Oof!"

A loud wheeze left your lips, stinging sensations traveling up your spine and down your back. you rolled over, your body quivering slightly from the pain that resonated throughout your entire frame.

"What the-?"

For a moment you stopped shaking in pain and pushed yourself up onto your knees. You did not expect to make contact with burning turquoise orbs.

"Huh!?" You shouted and jumped to your feet. The unfamiliar male grumbled under his breath before slowly standing to his feet.

He was fairly tall, pale with a slim somewhat lanky build. He had longish black hair that spiked upwards around his head and hung low over his eyes.

His most striking feature was the patches of gnarled, wrinkled, purple skin that covered much of his lower face, neck, most of his collarbone, and below his eyes.

They appeared to be attached to the rest of his skin my multiple, crude surgical staples. There were several silver cartilage piercings in both of his ears, and a triple nostril piercing on the right side of his nose.

The young man in front of you wore a darkish blue long coat with white cuffs. He dons a white v-neck shirt with white outlines. Dark-colored pants on his legs with a silver belt and black boots. Three small little buttons on the side of his coat.

He looked at you the same way you were looking at him. Assessing your appearance and taking in the sight in front of him.

"Who the f*ck are you?" You found yourself cursing out without realizing it for a second. Instead of replying to you, the male turned his attention from your frame to the bloody battered body of the pro-hero.

He raised an eyebrow under his black hair and stood to his full height. His body letting out a few cracks as an impish grin formed on his lips.

"Number three...You killed a pro-hero...all by yourself." The words should have been a question but it sounded as if he was telling it to himself.

You clicked your tongue and stood to your full height. "What of it?" You hissed out, hostility evident in your words.

The mysterious male didn't say anything to you for a moment as he just stared at your face. He was watching you, observing everything he could.

"Oi! Are ya' listening! Ya head work, patchwork?!" You exclaimed and received a response quicker than you expected.

"Of course." He replied and placed his hands in his pocket. The sun was even higher now in the sky, beating down on your frames. "I was just curious. Who are you?"

He began to take steps closer to you, his turquoise orbs staring at you so intensely. Your brows furrowed as you brought your hands out by your side and extended your fingers.

Water from the pipes below you burst through the concrete sidewalk with such strength that the ground around it crumbled.

The water floated behind your back as you narrowed your eyes at the male. "I asked you first. You know nothing of manners." You muttered and watch a ghost of a smile appear on the male's lips before it was quickly wiped away.

The black-haired male stopped walking once he was in front of you and stared into your (e/c) orbs.

"You can't be a hero. Those little heroes don't kill anyone. Let alone their own colleagues." He stated and watched your left eye twitch. "What are you, a little vigilante?" He asked.

You snarled at him, finding your patients running thin. The male laughed in his throat before turning his attention to the top of the building where you fell.

"A fair way down...Now, why would you jump? Hmm, suicidal?" A grin formed on his lips as he took another step closer to you.

You wasted no time freezing some of the water into spikes and sending them towards the male. The young man effortlessly avoided them before landing right in front of you, his face so close to yours as he stared at you with his insane dead eyes.

"Come on, no need to be so hostile. I just want to know what you believe in." He murmured in a low slightly raspy voice.

You scowled at him, placing your face closer to his and glaring into his turquoise orbs. "I believe in you shutting the f*ck up."

There was a slight flash of disbelief in the male's eyes for a second before it disappeared. "Interesting." That was all he said before stepping away from you and turning around so you could see his back.

"Don't go dying just yet. I'll see you soon." He stated and began walking away from you and turning into a corner of a dark alley.

Your mouth fell agape as you watched his retreating frame. Just who the h*ll was this guy?

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"Breathe." You told yourself and fixed your position behind the wall. A few days passed since the incident with Akihiro and you were out on another job.

Adrenaline was racing through your veins, putting you in a high that made you feel ever so alive.

A grin formed on your lips as crickets chirped loudly around you. You had been tailing this guy for a few hours now.

Although it would have been quicker and easier to just finish him as soon you found him, you decided to go for the more difficult route. Because where was the fun in doing it the easy way.

There'd be no rush if you were to end it so quickly. The hunt, the chase is what made it fun. It made you feel high you almost couldn't control yourself.

But you've been doing this for years, you knew what you were doing. Finally, your target made it back to his house.

You couldn't tell he knew something was up. He was checking all around him, glancing behind his shoulders and all around him.

The sight of his frightened face made your mouth water. Your hands were trembling by your side with the pipes below you rattling.

"Not yet." You told yourself as you waited for him to enter his house. Quietly you placed the plain black mask over your face and crept closer to the home.

The sun was just beginning to set, hiding behind the horizon with the moon taking its place. As you grew closer to your target you began to get increasingly excited.

You were now on his property, nearing his front door. Clearing your throat you approached his front door and knocked meekly. "H-Hello? Is anyone here? I'm b-being chased by a stranger!" You asked, purposely stuttering.

It was quiet for a few minutes before you heard heavy footsteps. When you finally heard the footsteps right by the door you used the water from the plants around you to slash the door open.

The wooden door crumbled to pieces, sending your target tumbling to the floor out of fear and surprise.

You grinned under the black mask and took a step inside the home. The blonde-haired man stared up at you, his brows furrowed while his mouth stood agape.

"T-Themis!?" He exclaimed and slowly began crawling backward. You didn't respond to him as you moved your hands forward, facing your palms to his frame.

Water shot forward and wrapped around his neck and wrist before freezing into solid chains. He gasped, the cold chains turning his pale skin purple and blue underneath.

The man attempted to grip the chains on his neck but you tugged at the restraints in your hands and pulled him onto his face and stomach.

You sent a swift kick to his face with the metal part of your boot connecting with his nose. "Agh! F*ck!" He cried and turned over onto his side.

The high you were feeling by staring at his pained face only increased. It made you feel as though you weren't real. Like you were just an entity exploring this world.

Your limbs felt light, weightless even as you stood there relishing in the pain you were causing this lovely little villain.

The heel of your boot connected with the man's head, breaking open the skin and causing him to bleed on the floor.

"W-What do you want!? M-Money!? I-I c-can g-give you money!" He shouted towards your frame but again you didn't respond.

Instead, you made one of the pipes within his home burst and used the water from it to fly down the male's throat.

Effectively you were choking him with the liquid. Your target was just laying there struggling, blood and tears cascading down his face.

You squatted down and cocked your head to the side. "You beg for your life but that little girl who did the same ended up dead. Isn't that right, Vinny?" Your voice was quiet yet the man could still hear you.

He just couldn't respond to you, not while he continued to choke on the water. His face was turning red, the veins on his neck becoming visible and protruding against the skin.

You continued to let him choke for a few more seconds before you pulled the water out of his throat.

The blonde-haired male let out a loud gasp before coughing harshly. "P-Please." He rasped out and stared into the mesh-covered eyeholes of your mask. "Please let me live...I don't want to die yet."

His words caused a scowl to form on your lips. "No...I don't think I will." A short giggle left your lips before you raised your left hand upwards and the water turned into razor-sharp spikes.

Right as you were about to send them down upon the male's body...A knock was heard behind you.

Swiftly you stood to your feet and spun around only the see the appearance of the male you met a few days ago.

"You!? The h*ll you doing here!?" You spat. A grin formed on the black-haired male's lips as he entered the home through the broken door.

"Hey, you! Get me away from this woman and I'll-" You cut Vinny off by kicking his face with all your might and sending him into an unconscious state.

"It seems like we both have the same target, however, I need him alive for now." He mused, the corner of his lips twitching upwards into a sly smile.

You didn't like that, you didn't that one bit. Quickly you forced the water to burst from the pipes in the wall and surrounded yourself in the liquid.

"I need him dead so back off punk." You sneered at him, your nose scrunching in anger. The black-haired male simply shrugged his shoulders before rushing forward to you.

His left hand was extended, his palm facing you and so close to your face. You found yourself frozen for a second before realization hit you.

Instead of using your quirk you jumped back and attempted to put as much space in between the two of you.

You were now father down the hallway with the black-haired male in your original spot. "Don't touch me!"

He grinned at you before grabbing the arm of the unconscious male and heaving him over his shoulder.

The adrenaline and high you were once feeling slowly began to dissipate. You could feel it in your body, feel the heaviness return to your limbs, and the excitement drop.

"Hey, no he's mine! You can't just take him from me, he deserves to die for what he has done!" You hissed, your fingers trembling by your side.

The male cocked his head to the side before his nodding his head slowly. "I can't let you do that, Themis. Or should I say (Y/n)? Daughter of deceased pro-hero Onpa and Ekita."

Your breath was caught in your throat from his words. Hearing another person refer to your deceased parent's hero names brought a wave of mournfulness through your body.

It was obvious the male caught you off guard by the way you froze in your spot. The stranger's grin grew from your expression.

"We'll talk later, I've things to do tonight." He muttered while turning around and heading for the door. Before he left he slowly turned his head to face you, staring into your (e/c) orbs with his turquoise ones.

"And don't go dying just yet. I have plans for you."

With that he left you alone in the large home, taking away your target and your high. By now all that excitement and elation you were feeling were gone.

The thrill you got from the chase and pain you were causing the villain was gone in an instant.

Your teeth grit against each other as you began to shake with fury. "That f*ckin' b*tch!" You cursed while one of your hands found their way to the black mask.

You gripped the face cover and hurled it at the wall, the ceramic object shattering upon impact and decorated the floor covered in blood and water.

You were livid, incredibly pissed. How dare this strange man intrude on your kill and take away the only thing that made you feel alive.

The next time you see him, you were not letting him off easy.

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You told yourself you'd most likely kill him if you ever saw him again, but you didn't expect to see him so soon.

And by soon...the very next night when you went out for another kill. He appeared right as you were going to kill your next target and distracted you.

He used that chance to capture your target and tell you 'we're getting closer to my plans' before leaving. It was absolutely infuriating.

Not only was he taking away your kill but he was depriving you of the high you were so desperate of having.

You were getting increasingly agitated. You needed it, you needed the high, the sensations hunting gave you to feel alive.

And here this mysterious stranger shows up, interrupting you and denying you any kill. Maybe you would have forgotten about it if he would have left you alone but no!

He continued to interrupt you. He continued to show up out of the blue and interfere with your kills.

One after the other he was there, waiting for the best time to annoy you. This male wasn't missing the chance to annoy you. It was as if he took it upon himself to be your personal hindrance.

A loud grumble left your lips as you trudged up the stairs to your apartment. The many heavy grocery bags you carried were creating red rings on your wrist and forearm.

The sun was setting casting a golden glow on your frame. You frowned deeply, wishing to feel the warmth of the sun just one more time.

When you finally reached the top of the stairs you dismissed the thought and struggled to place the key within your lock.

Upon entering the key you noticed that it was already unlocked. Your brows furrowed, your eyes narrowing as you slowly opened the front door.

It creaked openly as the entryway to your apartment came into view. As quietly as you could you lowered the bags to the ground and removed them from your arms.

You crept quietly around the wall of the entryway and heard quiet shuffling inside of the living room. A sneer formed on your lip as you neared the living room.

You took water from the vases of flowers and froze them into sharp spikes, hovering behind your frame.

Turning the corner of the hallway you expected to see a burglar, but instead, you saw that burnt man with black hair.

He had his back to you as he surveyed the books on your bookshelves. His hands that had no burns on them lightly touched the spines of the books before he stopped at one and slowly pulled it out.

You wouldn't have cared at first but when you saw what book it was that he touched, you lost it. "What the h*ll are you doing here!?" You screeched and rushed forward.

The male turned to face you with a neutral expression at first but his lips slowly turned upwards into a mocking grin.

"Welcome home, (Y/n)." He greeted and flipped a page in the photo book. Your left eye twitched in irritation as you rushed forward and snatched the book out of his hands.

"What the h*ll are you doing here!? It's bad enough I have to see you every time I go hunting, but now you're even here in my home!?" You spat, hugging the book closer to your chest.

"Now now, (Y/n). No need to be so hostile my little vigilante." He told you in his low and raspy voice.

You stood there not moving for a few seconds, just blinking blankly before recoiling back and glaring at him.

"E-Excuse! I am not your vigilante! I belong to no one but myself!" You hissed in response.

The male didn't say anything for a moment before grinning at you. "I want to talk to you about something so cool it down for a bit. You don't need to be so hostile."

You squinted your eyes at him before taking a deep breath and lowering your tense shoulders. "If I listen to you, will you leave me alone?"

The stranger simply shrugged his shoulders and waltzed over to your couch, plopping himself down in the middle of it.

'What a little sh*t!' You thought before placing the photo book back in the bookshelf and stepping over to the other couch across from the male.

"Before you tell me, I want your name. I'm tired of calling you punk every time." You told him.

He nodded his head of black hair before looking into your (e/c) orbs. "Dabi." He muttered causing you to raise an eyebrow.

There was no one in your data book with that name, or at least you didn't remember seeing that name.

Even though you knew his name you were still in the dark about who he was. And you didn't like that one bit.

"Now that you've finally calmed down I'll speak now." He mused and leaned his arms on the top of your couch. "There's an ideology a very intelligent man formulated." He started, his turquoise orbs appearing to glow brighter.

"In this society, the superhuman world is full of people who are hypocritical and unworthy of their titles. I know you know this well, isn't that why killed pro-hero number three?"

You frowned and crossed your right leg over your left. "Nensho was more than just hypocritical and unworthy of his title. I killed him for reasons you won't understand."

Dabi raised an eyebrow and before bringing one of his pointer fingers to his temple. "I understand more than you think. I know you well, your file was quite thick." He murmured and watched your fingers twitch on your lap.

"These heroes, they're false. They are not even close to the righteous person they portray themselves as. All they want is fame, glory, money, and much more."

"Get on with it. You're wasting my time." You muttered, clear irritation lacing your voice.

Dabi didn't speak for a second before removing his arms from the couch and leaning forward in his seat.

"One person with the necessary conviction can do so...Although even that is hard. So I want you to join the organization working towards that."

You couldn't help but laugh at the last part of his sentence. "No, I'm not joining any stupid organization."

"Why?" He asked. "You already kill people who are corrupt, who got away with the system over doing horrendous things. Why not make more of what you've been doing already?"

You bit your lip, your teeth pressing into the soft flesh of your lips before you stood to your feet. "No. My answer is no. There are hundreds of evil villains and false heroes, but they're also are good ones. There are people who do the right thing."

The male cocked his head to the side. "Like your parents? Do you really think they were doing the right thing?"

You brought the spikes of ice in front of the male's face, threatening to pierce them within his body.

"I know for a fact they've always done the right thing, even until the very end. They were never corrupt, in truth, they were too good for the society they were in. I don't work to rid this world of heroes. I work to provide justice for those wronged by the system. I will do the wrong thing for the right reason."

Slowly you pulled the frozen spikes away from the male's face. "There are good people in this world. The heroes give them hope while the ones like me do more of the hard work. And you know what, that's fine with me. It's my true calling anyway."

The two of you didn't speak more, just staring into each other's eyes. It was almost as if there was an internal battle you two were going through.

Dabi was the first to look away as let out a deep sigh and stood to his feet. He stuffed his hands within the pockets of his pants and began walking past you.

"Alright then. I leave you with this though." He stated and stopped walking once he stood in front of you.

"You're more interesting than I originally thought you were." With that being said he walked past you and stepped into the entry room.

You heard your front door opening and his voice again. "Oh, and you might need milk. I drank it all."

Your left eye twitched in annoyance as he slammed the door shut loudly. "I can't believe he drank all my milk, that punk!"

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You were a bit of a fool to believe he would leave you alone after that visit. Not only was he interrupting you during your killing, but he was also now showing up around the afternoon at your home.

No matter where you went he was there. He wasn't doing anything, just standing there either waiting or observing.

Never before had you been so agitated. You had been alone for so long and now there was somebody constantly around.

It was weird, made you uneasy and troubled. It wasn't making sense to you as to why he was constantly bothering you.

He never spoke a word again about the ideology and didn't attempt to persuade you. He acted as if he never spoke about it, instead, focusing more on...well you.

Dabi knew everything about you from a file. But a file filled with pieces of paper wasn't the same as the source itself.

You had to admit...It was kind of nice being in the presence of someone you didn't want to kill. However, that feeling was vastly different than the euphoric release you got from the hunt.

And if there was one thing you were desperately deprived of, it was that sensation that was strong like a drug.

You rolled your shoulders and cracked the joints in your shoulder as you placed your black cape over your shoulders.

Your eyes were focused on the plain black mask on your bed. You were hesitating, something you didn't do often.

It was a new day, dusk just about to take over. A new day meant a new job, a new killing you were supposed to do.

Slowly you grabbed the face cover and made your way into your living room. It was quiet in your home, all the electronics and radios turned off.

You were ready to go out and spend your night hunting. Everything was set, you did your research, you prepared for this night.

Yet here you were hesitating. At first, you didn't know why. But now that you really thought about it...you were afraid.

It was funny to think you were afraid but in truth you really were. The last time you were afraid was when you were a child, viewing the death of your family.

Now here you were again twelve years later feeling the stress and anxiety running through your veins.

And you were feeling all these...because you knew what was going to happen when you left. When you go out tonight, you're going to feel that wonderful drug-like sensation from the chase.

All those pleasurable sparks going off in your head from the pained expressions and the pleads. But he was going to be there.

He was going to appear out of thin air just like he's always done and stop you. Take away your target only for them to never be seen again.

Not only was he taking away your target but he would snatch away the little bit of happiness you'd get from it.

He'd rip it right out from under you and leave you in a state of anguish. Leaving you more pissed and angered than you have ever been.

Your fingers squeezed onto the ceramic mask as you thought about it. If you go out tonight you were only going to be stopped.

Dabi was going to stop you like he had been doing for weeks. So why even waste your time and go out?

But you had to. You had to go out. You had to try it. You had to, you just had to. All this back and forth in your head was taking a toll on you.

Your head felt like it was pounding. Pounding as if there was radio static playing on repeat in your head. It didn't stop, it didn't slow down.

It just kept playing in your head, the pumps of blood through your veins could be felt stronger than ever.

Slowly you turned around, attempting to walk down the hallway and to the entry room. But every step you took you could feel your limbs grow heavy.

Your vision grew blurry with everything moving slower than it should have been. You tripped over your own foot and landed on your hands and knees.

The ceramic mask fell from your hands and cracked upon making contact with your wooden floors.

A wave of dizziness hit you, panic rising through your whole body and stripping you of any control you have over your body.

"N-No!" You stuttered out, your mouth barely opening to speak as you rolled over onto your back.

Wetness could be felt on your cheeks as you lay there, staring at the blank ceiling that looked as if it was swaying.

You were crying, your body betraying you and letting out these tears of frustration. Not only were you crying but screaming as well.

You were shrieking loudly with the tears flowing down your face. For many reason's you were feeling overwhelmed.

Many emotions that you've kept buried because of the trauma from years ago was coming to the surface.

A squeaking noise could be heard from the entryway but you didn't pay attention to that. You couldn't when your head was running at a hundred miles per hour.

"F*ck!" You cursed, your hands tugging at your hair for a moment before you brought them up to your face.

They were trembling, a strain on your wrist as you brought your palms to face your face. "Please...Please just work for me as you do for everyone else."

Weakly you brought your hands down and hugged your torso. You closed your eyes and focused, attempting to calm yourself down but nothing was working.

It wasn't working like how it was supposed to. It only ignited your temper and increased your anger.

Your brows furrowed as you scrunched your nose. Your lips tugged into a sneer as you began to hit your chest.

"Why!?" You cried loudly and as more tears continued to fall. "Why is it not working!? Why is it doing this to me!?"

You began to pound your fist harder against your chest, effectively knocking the wind out of you however you didn't stop.

"Just work! Just work! Why aren't you working for me!?"

You went to pound your fist on your chest again but the warm touch of a hand around your wrist stopped you.

Your head whipped to the side, your blurry vision still able to make out his peculiar hair and charred gnarled skin.

"(Y/n), what are you doing?" He asked in his usual low and raspy voice. You didn't respond to him, instead just glaring at his face with as much hatred you could conspire in your eyes.

"Get away from me! Get away from me! This is all your fault!" You hissed at him and tried to pull your wrist away but he refused to let you go.

Instead, he grabbed your other wrist and pulled it away from your chest. His touch was so warm, no it was hot.

It was was scorching as if it was melting the frozen limb that was your wrist. Your trembling stopped for a moment as his warm touch made something within your head click.

A sudden rush of euphoric chemicals surged throughout your whole body. The pounding halted, the heaviness faded, and instead, you began to feel light.

You were feeling something...just by his touch. Wait...He was touching you, touching your skin.

It wasn't right, it shouldn't be like this. "D-Don't touch me! I-I don't like to be touched!" You cried, fighting in in his grasp.

Dabi frowned before shaking his head slightly. "Hey, just calm down." He told you but you glared at his face.

"Let me go!"

Instead of responding to you with words, Dabi pulled your body forward. He let go of your wrist only to pull you into his chest and wrap his arms around your torso.

He held the back of your head with one of his hands and hugged you close to his chest, your lower face hidden in his shoulders.

Once again you were frozen in your spot, unable to comprehend what had just taken place. His body heat was radiating off of him and warming your frozen chest.

It only caused the tears to fall harder, faster as you stared at the blank wall. There was only one other time that you had felt this warmth, this type of heat and that was twelve years ago.

When your home was burning now. The last time you had ever felt...anything was that fateful night where four of your family members died.

A sudden wave of nausea and exhaustion hit you causing your struggle to completely cease. Your eyelids felt heavy and so did your head.

Before you knew it, your eyes had closed and you had fallen into a subconscious state.

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The sweet smell of syrup and bacon hit your nose. You inhaled deeply with your stomach letting out an audible growl.

A quiet groan left your lips as you slowly opened your eyes. They were still heavy with sleep and you could feel the crustiness in your lashes.

Slowly you sat up, your blanket falling from your shoulders and crumbling by your hips. Birds were chirping loudly outside your window before the sound became distant as if they were flying away.

It was daytime time, or at least just became dawn with the way indigo and apricot mixed together in the sky.

You were laying in your room, your cape and black mask set on the dresser across from you. The files you were reading the night before were neatly placed on your desk on the other side of the room.

Sudden clicking noise from outside your room gained your attention. Hastily you swung the covers off of your body and rushed out of your room.

That sweet smell became stronger as you neared the kitchen. Your ears picked up the sound of something sizzling and the click of your stove turning off.

Entering the kitchen you saw him again. You saw the back of Dabi's head as he faced your stove.

He suddenly turned around, his eyes focused on the pan in his hand before his turquoise orbs flickered to your frame.

His gleaming bright eyes met your (e/c) ones for a second before he turned away and placed the pan on a burner that wasn't on.

He was wearing your apron, the pink and golden colored cover with a cartoon dog in the middle of it.

"Oh, good morning. Nice to see you awake."

You didn't respond to him, just staring at him with unknown emotions swirling within your chest.

Dabi took the apron off his frame and hung it up on the hook by your fridge. He was left in the plain black t-shirt with his coat draped over one of the dining room chairs.

The male turned around and noticed the blank stare in your eyes and raised an eyebrow. "Yo?"

Again you didn't respond for a few seconds before you stepped forward and stopped once you were in front of the male.

You stared within his turquoise orbs and swallowed the lump in your throat. Your heart was beating within your ears, as you gazed at his handsome face.

Even with the crude staples along his lower face he still looked attractive, especially with the sharp but smooth jawline.

"Dabi..." You breathed out his name softly but the male still heard you. He once again raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest.

"What is it, (Y/n)?" He asked and once you heard your name flow out of his mouth your breath was caught within your throat.

Your head felt light as if you were taken up to an extremely high altitude. You felt your body sway slightly causing you to shake your head.

"Yesterday when you touched me, I felt something..." You began and earned an 'okay and?' from the male.

You already knew the answer to the question you were thinking in your head but you didn't want it to be true.

God, you wish you were wrong. Please be wrong. Because if you were right about this, if he was what you were speculating, you couldn't be near him.

"Y-You were warm...So warm I felt like I was melting." Unbest to your own knowledge a tear had escaped your left eye and trickled down your cheek.

His brows furrowed, confusion clear on his face. "Why are you-"

You cut him off before he could finish his question. "Why are you warm?" You sniffled loudly and a pitiful laugh left your lips. "I'm so cold, I never feel anything. But when you put your hands on my wrist and pulled me close...I felt warmth."

Suddenly the solemn expression on your face morphed into one of fury. Your teeth were bared with your eyes narrowing.

"The only thing that fills me with warmth is fire." Your voice trembled when you spoke the last words. "So tell me, Dabi." His name was spoken as if you despised it.

You needed to hear him say it. You needed to hear his voice tell you what you've been thinking this whole time. Because if he didn't tell you himself, you'll lie to yourself for the sake of happiness that was taken away from you in your childhood.

You'll lie to keep him close to you. You weren't going to admit the truth but with all the time you spent around the male, you didn't want it to go away.

"I need to hear this from you. I need to hear it come from your mouth. Your quirk...What is it?"

The male laughed in his throat, a small smirk forming on his lips before his eyes narrowed. He stared up through his thick black lashes with the gnarled wrangled skin under his eyes twitching.

"You don't know what you're getting yourself into. There are just things better left unsaid, baby doll."

You felt your heart skip a bit at the nickname, your head recoiling back in shock. It was clear that his nickname had an effect on you, Dabi could tell.

His smirk grew as he stuffed his hands in his pocket and leaned forward. From his taller position, his hair fell over his face as his hot breath fanned your ear.

A shiver ran up your spine from just feeling the heat from his breath. "Hmm, you like that..." He asked in a lower tone with his voice sounding extra gravely. However, when he finished his sentence he made sure to let his voice sound so deep you felt it in your bones. "...baby doll?"

A blush rose on your cheeks with your hands trembling by your side. An unfamiliar need grew within your body, distracting you from the anger that was surging through your veins.

"D-Dabi stop I-" He cut you off by blowing air quietly into your ear before laughing to himself. His laugh made your knees weak, the strength within your legs feeling as though they were about to vanish.

His lips lowered from your ear down your neck. He wasn't touching you but the warmth was radiating off his lower face and created a ghost-like touch.

Everything about at that moment was intoxicating. The heat he radiated off of his body, his closeness to your own, the scent of his hair, just everything.

You were basically inhaling every aspect of him like it was air. It was like once you were given a small taste you wanted more and more.

Yes, that's it.

You wanted more and more of him. More of his touch, more of his deep sultry voice speaking within your ear. You wanted to drown in it all.

Your hands slowly raised in the air and neared his head of spikey black hair. You were just about to touch it before you realized why he was doing this.

He was attempting to distract you, to drive you away from the question you were asking earlier.

Because both of you knew that once he told you what you were already thinking in your head, things were going to change for the worst.

But you needed to know. You needed to hear him speak it, to voice it out and confirm it all.

Quickly you pulled your hands back and dragged yourself away from the male. He looked up slowly through his bangs to look at you with those bright glimmering turquoise orbs.

"(Y/-"

"No!" You hissed, your brows furrowing as the rage returned to your body. "Don't try to steer this conversation to something I know you don't want to do! Stop stalling!"

Dabi blinked for a few moments before standing up to his full height. He clenched his jaw while letting out a deep sigh through his nose.

"Who said it's something I don't want to do?"

All of his words were having an effect on your body. It made you yearning for everything about him, yearning for his touch, yearning for his hoarse voice in your ear.

But who knew how he really felt. Who knew if his words were the truth or just an attempt to distract you from the actual truth of his quirk.

"Just...Just stop whatever you're doing. No more distractions. No more steering the conversation elsewhere. Be front with me for the first time and tell me."

Dabi stared down at you with a thin-lipped expression before taking a deep breath through his mouth. The crudely stapled skin of his lips lower face tugged against the silver staples and created very prominent indents in the skin.

He leaned back against the wall and crossed his arms over his chest. The gnarled skin on his arms was still able to showcase the noticeable muscle that was underneath the epidermal layer.

"Are you sure? You really want to hear it?" He asked while staring into your glossed over (e/c) orbs. "I can't take it back, you know that right?"

You swallowed the saliva in your mouth and nodded your head. "I need to know."

It felt like slow motion as Dabi raised his left hand and faced his palms to the ceiling. "Cremation." He murmured out just as a large blue flame erupted from the palm of his hand.

Your eyes widened as you froze in your spot. Your breath was stuck within your throat as the memory from twelve years ago replayed in your head.

The raging flames that enveloped your whole house and burnt it to the ground. The same flames that burnt your mother and ended her life.

Although the color of the flames was different, the heat was still the same, it still danced livelily.

It was the origin of your one fear. The part of your childhood trauma that had and still is haunting you with every moment you are still alive.

A strident gasp left your lips as you stumbled backward and caught yourself on one of the dining chairs.

You began to hyperventilate as tears cascaded down your cheeks. "No...NO!" Your right hand extended, water from the sink shot out and extinguished the flame atop his hand.

Your breathing was ragged with quick high pitched breaths leaving your lips. The strain was already felt in your lungs with them feeling as though they shrunk a considerable amount.

You knew it in your head from the start. Once his warm hand touched your skin you knew something about it that made him different from anyone else.

You didn't want to believe it but now that he confirmed it, it had to be over. He was the embodiment of one of your greatest fears.

You turned around and leaned your hands on the table. Your eyes glossed with tears while nausea suddenly took over.

The feeling of suddenly being overwhelmed resonated through your head and messed with your senses.

Your chest was rising and falling with the quick ragged breaths you were taking. You were attempting to calm yourself down from the rising panic attack but it seemed to be of no avail.

It only began to grow faster and harsher with your face turning a bright cherry red hue. The pain that was forming from the rapid breaths was becoming almost unbearable.

That was until a warm hand was felt gliding under the shirt you were wearing and stop once it was pressed firmly against the middle of your back.

The hyperventilation ceased almost immediately as his warm hands relaxed the tensed muscles on your back.

Your lungs inflated with you finally being able to take a deep heavy breath. The way the pain was taken away and relief took its place was almost inconceivable.

Never before have you ever been calmed so quickly after having a panic attack, his touch was just something special. And it was at that moment realization had hit you like a ton of bricks.

You inhaled deeply with your wide eyes staring at the wooden table in front of you.

"(Y/n)-"

You whipped around to see Dabi standing directly behind you. His hand returning back to its place within his pants pocket

"Oh my god, you knew." Your nose scrunched as your brows furrowed.

Your lips pulled into a sneer with your hands turning into fists by your side. "You knew from the start of my fear! You knew how much I despised it yet you-!" Your voice broke as your hands flew to cover your mouth.

Tears stung your eyes, threatening to spill and drench your cheeks in the salty liquid.

A small muffled cry left your lips before you sniffled and spoke again. "Why?" You snarled and glared into his optics. "Why did you do it!? Why did you continue to get close to me if you knew how much I feared and hated fire!? You knew it was the one thing I couldn't be around!"

Dabi didn't say anything as he just stood there with his hands in his pocket. He didn't open his lips to speak or anything.

He just stood there staring into your eyes, watching the clear anger rise and develop. The sight of his blank face just caused you to become more disconcerted.

"Answer me you f*ckin' patchwork!" You hissed out yet Dabi refused to converse. The only response you got from him was the way his brows furrowed and you knew it was from the stupid insult nickname.

"What!? Ya mute now!? You can't respond to me or do you think It's not worth saying anything because obviously telling me such a big f*ckin' thing about your quirk was too much!"

Again Dabi didn't speak or respond in any way. His lack of reply only fueled the rage and fury that was building up within your body.

Without thinking your hands shot forward and pushed the male's chest. He stumbled backward slightly before quickly catching his footing and standing back in his original spot.

"You didn't think I would have some f*cking vendetta against Nensho who was a fire explosive quirk!"

Again no response so you just continued to scream and shout any words that came to the top of your head. Your hands once again flew to the front of his chest and pushed him back.

He stumbled again, this time his jaw clenching with his turquoise orbs narrowing the slightest bit.

"Nensho was a godforsaken liar! The man lied to get what he wanted and he didn't care who he had to hurt! Lying to me got you what!? What did I have that gave you a reason to lie like that f*ckin' b*stard!?"

No response but you could hear that high-pitched squeak of the male grinding his teeth together. You scoffed and rushed forward, giving the male another harsh shove that pushed him back.

"You wanna be like that b*tch!? Huh!? Did you want to be like that selfish narcissistic wh*re that ruined my life!?"

Dabi lowered his eyes to gaze at the ground and that was the final straw for you. The fact that now of all times he chose to be silent and hold his tongue was only adding fuel to the fire.

"Why aren't you mad! Why aren't you cursing me to death or am I not even worth getting upset about!?"

The male didn't say anything but the way he bit his lip implied he was holding back his words. Another shove came his way with you pushing your hands against his chest.

He stumbled once again but caught himself with a hand on the wall. He still stared down at the ground while taking a deep breath.

"Was this your plan all along!? I should have known when you stopped me from killing my targets! The moment you started to snatch away the small bit of joy I could get should have been the red f*cking flag!"

Your heart was in a terrible amount of pain. You didn't know how to react other than to lash out and spew words of hate to the male.

He was the origin of your anger but also the start of your newfound pleasure and joy. And the fact that he lied to you about something he knew would destroy you was too big to let go.

You only knew anger and pain. No one was there to raise you correctly or mentor you. You were all alone for too many years to know the correct way to handle your overwhelming emotions.

"You're just like him! You wasted time my time, ruined me! Might as well call you Nensho right!?"

You brought your face up to his and called him the deceased hero's name over and over again. "Nensho the liar! Nensho the murderer! Nensho the deceiver! Nensho the b*stard!"

And every time you called out Akihiro's hero name you hit your fist against the male's chest before his back finally connected with the wall.

Dabi finally showed his emotion, not by speaking but by grasping your wrist and flinging you around.

He shoved your back against the wall harshly, pinning your wrist above your head with one hand and glaring down at you. His face was right in front of your's with a sneer on his plump lips.

Those magnificent turquoise orbs burned down into your own causing your lips to fall agape.

"I'm not the bad guy here." He snapped causing you to cower back slightly. His expression showed clear provocation and aggression.

It was the first time he ever showed you such an expression and spoke to you in such an aggressive manner.

You had to admit it was terrifying but slightly lascivious. No one would say otherwise with him now taking the lead and showing his emotions.

"You can scream at me, cuss me out, hit me even, but I draw the line at you calling me by that f*cker's name."

His free hand moved to gasp your neck, his palm pressing against your larynx and constricting your air.

You could feel the scorching temperature, the warmth that heated your skin and thawed your frozen heart. Not only could you feel the warmth from his palm, but the pain of his fingertips digging into your throat.

He was pissed, beyond belief with it being portrayed by the clear aggressive hold he held your throat in.

A loud wheeze left your lips as you struggled to breathe. With every short quick breath, he squeezed harder.

His grip so firm and unyielding it was as if he was never going to let go. A few tears escaped your eyelids and slid down your cheeks that were glowing bright like cherries.

He didn't release you when the fat wet tears reached his hand, in fact, his grip grew even tighter to the point where it was forcing your head back with your chin pointing towards the ceiling.

"You got some f*cking trauma, I know it first hand but don't be projecting that man onto me. You got that or do I need to force it in your pretty little head!?" His voice slightly rose as he brought his face closer to yours.

Your eyes became half-lidded from the intense hold on your throat and lack of air. However, even with yourself being pushed into the wall with his hands squeezing down on your throat and wrist, the anger you were feeling still was not washing away.

"Y-You're...You're a b*tch..." You wheezed out, your voice cracking as the words barely managed to escape your lips.

"Ho~!" The male rose his black eyebrows for a second before chuckling quietly to himself. He lowered his eyes and shook his head. "You're so much f*cking work (Y/n). Do I need to pound some submission and understanding into you for you to realize you're acting rashly?"

It was becoming harder and harder to hear what he was saying. Black dots were dancing across your vision with the pain around your throat turning into a numbing sensation.

Although you were on the verge of passing out and becoming unconscious, you were still going to let out a snarky remark.

"....Piss off..."

You-

-were-

-Dead.

Dabi's grasp on your wrist and throat loosened. You momentarily took the chance to inhale the air that was being withheld from you.

But it was only for a moment as the male grasped your hair and hanked you over to the dining table.

He ripped out the chair that was in the way and discarded it behind him. Your back was slammed against the table with a dull ache forming in the back of your skull.

His hand that was in your hair knotted within your locks as he tugged your head back, forcing your chin to the ceiling once again. His other hand clenched into a fist with his knuckles pressing harshly into the glossy wooden table.

Your hands flew to his chest to push him away but his strength was far superior. "You're really pissing me off, (Y/n)." He declared through clenched teeth and brought his face closer to yours.

With leaning over to be closer to your face his crotch was pressed against your stomach with his heat radiating off of his torso that was also pressed against your chest.

You wanted to respond, even spit on that handsome face of his and insult him but your mind was being jumbled by his touch.

The mind-numbing warmth that passed onto your skin was too much of a distraction for you to focus. That wasn't even mentioning his lower region that you could feel against your abdomen.

"If you don't want to listen to my words that's fine by me but if you're going to act like a f*cking brat I'll treat you like one. Is that what you want? You wanna be a f*cking brat?" He growled, his tone so low and dangerous.

You swallowed the saliva in your mouth strenuously as you clamped your thighs together. Everything about him was having an effect on your body.

His warmth was overbearing, his touch was distracting, his voice was arousing. Instead of feeling that outrageous amount of anger from earlier, you were feeling incredibly concupiscent now.

There was just this desperate and longing expression on your face that caused the male to suck in a breath. His chest rose before he let out a shaky breath.

"Don't look at me like that, brat. You don't even understand what will happen." He suddenly ordered in a softer but still stern voice. The muscles on his gnarled throat bulged against the skin indicating he was holding back either more words or actions.

"Like what?" You questioned with a breathy tone. You were much calmer now with your mind being overtaken with the haze of lust and desire.

Through your lashes, you stared at him with a need you didn't even realize was displaying through your eyes.

His jaw clenched as the smooth pale upper half of his face and gnarled burnt lower half tugged at the staples.

"Damn, you really piss me off. Can't f*ckin' listen!" He muttered under his breath before giving your hair a harsh tug.

A gasp escaped your lips as you arched your back slightly and revealed more of your throat that now began to display a large purple handprint against it.

The strain of having your neck jerked back created a searing pain at the base of your neck however you were far too distracted to even register the pain.

Your hands flew from his chest to his shoulders when you felt the male's burning hot lips meet your sore bruised throat.

He kissed your neck with his lips that were both soft and rough. Your body did tiny jolts under the male as he attacked the sensitive area with his kisses.

Your hips subconsciously pressed upwards against his body, pressing into his crotch that now began to display a growing bulge.

"D-Dabi~" His name flew out your mouth like silk, soft, smooth, and eye-catching. Those kisses quickly turned into quick harsh nips, creating marks that were more than just bruises.

Whimpers echoed within the kitchen as you dug your nails into his shoulder. Although his actions brought pain to your body, it also brought a sense of pleasure.

Dabi's fist that was pressing into the table moved to grasp your left thigh and pulled it upwards, raising your foot off the ground.

He lifted you more onto the table so his crotch could press against your own and pushed that bulge of his against your lower body.

You couldn't miss the soft groan that left the male's lips, you were immediately drawn to the breathy exhale of air.

You tried to pull your head down so you could look at his face but you only received another tug from your hair that was wrapped around his hand.

He peered up from your marked throat and gazed down at you. "If I have your f*ckin' hair in my hands don't pull away."

You had a new weakness, and it was the deep sultry voice the black-haired male made when he was clearly aroused and pissed.

Suddenly his hand that was on your thigh flew to grasp your lower face. His large hand covering your mouth with his long nimble fingers reaching past your cheeks and just barely grazing your ears.

Dabi squeezed slightly and forced your head up to look at him. Finally, you were able to see the glimmering turquoise orbs that held so much need and longing as well.

"Am I speaking to a damn wall? If I tell you something you f*ckin' reply, brat."

Was it possible to get even more aroused than you already were?

Yes. The answer to that question was yes.

It was the dominance in his tone, the way the curse words just flowed off his tongue with his low husky voice.

It took you a moment to realize he was waiting for a response so you did the only thing you could do and nodded your head.

"Starting to listen? There's a start." He muttered and slowly released your face only to grasp your bottom jaw and pull your head slightly forward.

Before you knew it, his lips were placed roughly against yours, the heat being transferred over to your own lips that caused you to melt.

Dabi wasted no time in moving his lips, roughly leading the kiss with his dominance. It was hard to keep up with your head feeling so light from the overwhelming sensations.

Your nails that were pressing into his shoulders were removed as you clasped your hands together behind his neck and pushed him deeper into the kiss.

He quickly obliged, increasing the dominance he was displaying and even biting your bottom lip a few times.

The quick nibbles of your lip soon became him pressing down into it with his teeth and pulling back slightly to give a tiny sense of pain and pleasure.

Dabi's hand that was under your jaw slowly trailed back down to your leg before he grasped them tightly.

His fingers pressed into the flesh of your thigh as he squeezed the limb against his hip. His touch was driving you mad, creating tiny sparks of pleasure that erupted with blazing heat on the areas he touched.

You were feeling slightly dizzy, becoming completely overstimulated. The kiss was quickly turning from a show of dominance to a display of utter need and desire.

It was becoming sloppy, saliva drooling down from the corner of your lips and trailing to your chins.

However, neither of you stopped, only pulling away for a short moment to catch a breath of air. Each time you pulled away, a trail of saliva was connecting the two of your mouths to each other.

It wasn't long before the sloppy make-out turned into something more erotic. Dabi swiftly pushed his tongue past your lips and stuck it within your mouth.

He explored your wet cavern with his long tongue and left no spot untouched. He made sure of it.

For the first time in a very long time, you began to sweat, your pores secreting the salty liquid in an attempt to cool you down but it wasn't sufficient enough.

Nothing could cool you down from your own arousal and Dabi's warmth. You weren't going to complain, however.

With your mouths occupied his hand that was on your thigh was caressing the flesh while the one that was knotted within your hair pushing you deeper into the kiss.

You played with his soft black hair that was at the base of his neck, your clasped fingers rolling it in between your fingertips.

It was when you suddenly felt the sensation of his member that was protruding within his pants grind over your cl*t did you pull away to let out a sharp but quiet cry of pleasure.

"Sensitive, baby doll?" He whispered in a low voice before placing his lips back against yours. You groaned quietly as he continued to grind himself against your lower region.

He hummed blissfully before sticking his tongue right back in your mouth. This time you responded to him, letting your own tongue dance against him and even attempting to put your own in his mouth.

But it was futile, the male not allowing it to happen and continuing to take charge. And he was definitely taking charge.

The hand caressing your thigh, the hand pulling at your hair, his erotic tongue exploring your mouth, and his member pressing against your needy lower body.

You've never done such things with anybody else, never allowing anyone to get close but you were glad you waited. Because experiencing this with Dabi was definitely a once in a lifetime experience.

Just when you were wanting to take things further, Dabi pulled away much to your surprise, and swallowed the saliva in his mouth.

His large hand that was pressing into your thigh moved to support himself on the table. His palm pressed down into the wooden surface.

Dabi was taking deep heavy breaths as if he was trying to calm himself down. Suddenly his hand on the table glowed a cerulean hue before the smell of burning wood filled your nose.

You looked down through your half-lidded eyes and saw that he had burnt his handprint within the glossy wooden table.

"Dabi, what are you doing?" You asked only to receive a deep sigh from him. He released his hands on your body and hair before pushing himself off of you. He broke through your clasped hands and stood to his full height.

His pants were appearing to be painfully tight, the large bulge in his bottom ever so prominent. If his body was reacting to you just the way you were reacting to him, then why did he pull away?

Slowly you sat up, the ache and pains now reaching you causing you to flinch in discomfort. He didn't say anything for a moment, just leaving you two in an uncomfortable stillness.

"I need to leave." He stated, breaking through the thick silence. Your mouth fell agape for a second before you bit your bottom lip with your top teeth.

"W-Why?" You wanted to speak with a strong voice but you were quickly betrayed by your emotions.

Dabi swallowed the saliva in his mouth strenuously before using his forearm to wipe off the drool that covered his lips and chin.

"This isn't the time, we can't go farther. I can't go farther at the moment."

"Why-Why not!?" You exclaimed, surprising yourself with how desperate and needy you did indeed sound.

The male didn't respond to you as he quickly grasped his coat that was covering one of the other dining chairs and left the kitchen.

You sat flabbergasted on the table as you heard his footsteps echo through the hallway before leaving, not forgetting to slam the front door shut loudly.

Anger surged throughout your whole body. How could he just leave you like after what he had done to you!? It was unacceptable!

He left you there on that table a mess. Saliva covering your lips and chin. Bruises and bite marks decorating your throat. Disheveled clothes and an unsatisfied craving for him.

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

So there is more to this, but the full one-shot is too long for the whole thing so click here for the rest of the story!

✦「Dabi x Reader Pt.2」✦

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

𝐌𝐚𝐦𝐚 signing out

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Requests (Open)

Hello! Welcome to the request board! Finally made one! Anyways I’ll do character x character and x reader stories! Let me know a specific plot wether it’s long or short, even if it’s just like “Character gets jealous” or something like that is fine.

Below are my rules/my do’s and don’t’s.

Do's:

-I write NSFW but full version is posted on my A03

-For many Animes, games like Genshin Impact, and a few more listed below

-I'll take personal requests/comfort requests! As a trans male and someone with issues beyond that I know sometimes you just need some comfort from your favorite character(s)!

-I take more than just X reader requests! So look out for my posts that say I'II do character × character!

(P.S. Im a multi-shipper so I will ship some character with others, but I will only do the ships I personally like or are ok with writing, even if I don't ship it!)

-I will take platonic requests! But I'll have specific posts for that!

-I do art, so I may make a few doodles here and there but I might make art for requests!

Don'ts:

-I personally don't do yandere unless it's literally the characters personality due to me not being able to write it well- or even for long. I just find it difficult(but this may change in the future!)

-angst only, cause I will cry while making it and honestly don't feel like torturing myself or characters

-Female readers and nsfw for female characters.(Personal reasons)

Now then, what I’ll write for:

-Trigun

-Trigun Stampede

-One Piece

-Dragon Ball

-Pokémon

-Bungo Stray Dogs

-MDZS

-SVSSS

-TGCF

-The Rising of the Shield Hero

-LMK

-That time I got Reincarnated as a Slime

-D.Gray Man

-Eden’s Zero

-The Case Study of Vanitas

-FullMetal Alchemist

-JJBA

-Blood Blockade Battlefront

-Black Clover

-JJK

-The Vampire Dies in No Time

-Demon Slayer

-Blue Exorcist

-Genshin Impact

-Sk8

-Kakuriyo, Bed and Breakfast for Spirits

-Kamisama Kiss

-Dr Stone

-Haikyuu

Sfw is always posted here, Nsfw will be posted on AO3 but I’ll post the link to it here.

#one piece x male reader #killer x penguin #haikyuu x male reader #x male reader #x gn reader #x gender neutral reader #character x character #character x reader #requests

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Male/Genderneutral Reader inserts

REQUESTS OPEN

I will write Fictional Males x Male and Genderneutral Readers! I will write every character I know down below, so people can request.

I decided to also write smut, but only for aged up characters or characters over 18.

Characters:

BLACK BUTLER

- Ciel Phantomhive

- Alois Trancy

(I don't think that the butlers are capable of loving, so.)

- Finnian

- Bard

TURNING RED

- Any male character (Yes, 4☆Town too, simps.)

RISE OF THE GUARDIANS

- Any male character, but please no human x animal stuff, I see you. Human AU's exist.

THE LEGEND OF ZELDA (ANY PART)

- Link

- Any other male character from various TLoZ parts

SALLY FACE

- Sally

- Larry

- Travis

LOTR/THE HOBBIT

- Any male character

YURI ON ICE:

- Yūri Katsuki

- Victor

- Yuri Plisetsky

ATTACK ON TITAN

- Otabek

- Eren Yeager

- Armin Arlert

- Jean Kirstein

- Connie Springer

- Reiner Braun

- Bertholdt Hoover

- Erwin Smith

- Levi Ackerman

- Marco Bodt

NARNIA

- Edmund Pevensie

- Peter Pevensie

- Caspian

HAIKYUU

MY HERO ACADEMIA

- Any male character, including the adults

- Also every male character

DR STONE

- Gen Asagiri

- Senku Ishigami

- Taiju

- Ukyo

- Tsukasa

- Chrome

DEMON SLAYER

- Zenitsu

- Tanjiro

- Insosuke

- Gyuu

- Sabito

OMORI

- Every male character

SUPERNATURAL

- Dean Winchester

- Sam Winchester

- Castiel

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY

- Five Hargreeves

- Luther Hargreeves

- Klaus Hargreeves

- Diego Hargreeves

STRANGER THINGS

- Ben Hargreeves

- Viktor Hargreeves

- Any male character

TWILIGHT

- Edward Cullen

- Jacob Black

- Jasper Hale

- Emmett Cullen

ONE PUNCH MAN

- Saitama

- Genos

STUDIO GHIBLI

- Haku

- Howl

THE RISING OF THE SHIELD HERO

- Ashitaka

- Any other male character you can think of

- Naofumi Iwatani

- Ren Amaki

- Itsuki Kawasumi

ALICE IN BORDERLAND (LIVE ACTION)

- Arisu

- Karube

- Chishiya

SEVEN DEADLY SINS

- Every male character

METAL FAMILY

- Glam (Sebastian)

- Dee

- Heavy

- Chive

SAIKI K.

- Saiki

- Kaidou

- Nendou

HARRY POTTER (+marauders era)

- Every male character

ASSASINATION CLASSROOM

- Every Male character (Except Koro-Sensei, unless you'd like to request some kind of human AU)

NORAGAMI

- Yato

- Yukine

- Other male characters

HUNTER X HUNTER

- Kurapika

- Leorio

- Gon

- Killua

OHSH

- Every male host member

FREE

- Haruka

- Makoto

- Rei

- Nagisa

- Rin

MIRACULOUS

- Adrien

- Luka

- Marc

- Nathaniel

- Nino

BNA (BRAND NEW ANIMAL)

- Shiro

NO GAME NO LIFE

- Sora

DISNEY

Flynn Rider (Eugene)

Prince Naveen

Prince Charming

Christoph

Hiro (BH6)

Tadashi (BH6)

Nick Wilde (Zootopia) (Please only request the reader as an animal or a general human AU, but no animal x human stuff.)

TOKYO REVENGERS

Any male character from Encanto (Except Antonio.)

- Mikey

- Draken

(I don't really like writing abt the other characters.)

HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON

- Hiccup

- Snotlout

- Tuffnut

- Fishlegs

A SILENT VOICE

- Ishida

- Tomohiro

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Sweet Nothings

(God!Technoblade x Male!Reader)

Read Me on AO3!

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You were very content with your life in this tiny village. Business was at its peak, and you were well known amongst the people. You had your regulars that came in daily, and you even had found an apprentice to help you out around the shop. Niki, was a great apprentice, learning how to bake and tend to the bakery on her own. The eagerness in her actions made you confident that she would be just fine taking care of the place in your stead, when you needed a break once in a while.

 One early morning, when the world was still dark, you walked the cobblestone streets to your bakery. The warm glow of the over hanging lanterns washed over your form. There was a cold nip to the air as you walked. Letting your eyes wander, your eyes spot the decorations overhead. Festival decorations, for a festival made in celebration of the era of peace among your lands, and for the blood god.

Today was Niki’s first day alone in the bakery. Your job today was to set up a booth and run it for the festival. You had the perfect spot to entice travelers from across the world to eat your delicious baked goods. Town square was the perfect place, but you… had scored the place closest to the entrance of the town square to set up your booth. The area that had gotten the most foot traffic in festivals. You were excited for what could come of this. Your bakery could very well thrive off this one day alone!

 The bakery before you was already lit up. You smirked knowing that your apprentice had beaten you to the punch. You twisted the doorknob and walked in whistling a familiar tune, signifying to Niki that you weren’t some stranger just walking in.

 “Morning boss!” Niki leaned out from behind the doorway of the kitchen as she said it. “You’re looking really handsome today!” Her eyes sparkled and you smirked. The garb you had chosen for the festival cost you a pretty penny, but it was worth it.

 “Well, a man has gotta look his best for his business don’t you think?” You ran your fingers through your hair, before putting your chef’s hat on. “How many goods have you made so far this morning my dear?”

 The beginning of the morning went by smoothly. You had set up your booth while Niki had made quadruple the amount of baked goods that you normally made on a regular day. Festivals were good for business and you didn’t want to keep the people waiting. Now… You wished the middle of the day went just as smooth.

 More foot traffic meant more problems… Thieves taking from your stock, people touching everything they didn’t intend to buy, people who weren’t satisfied being rude, and so much more. You had your hands full with everything. By the end of the festival when lanterns were sent into the sky to celebrate the blood god keeping peace across the land, you were out of breath. Your booth had seen it’s last customer of the day, and your head was still reeling. But that didn’t stop you from lighting your own lantern. You let it go as you still stood next to your booth, unaware of the fact that eyes lingered over you, as you closed your eyes uttering your thanks to the very blood god who watched you with curious eyes.

 His eyes spotted your lantern ascending into the sky, he didn’t make himself known to you, He scanned over you once more before he followed the lantern’s light, awaiting the moment that it would come down. When it did, he looked at your handiwork adorning the material. Drawings and script told a story of your gratitude, that, without the peace that he had given, you would be a broken man with no passion in life. This peace gave you enough to stand on so you could pave your way into a successful business.

 A slight smile pulled at his lips, a mortal had piqued his interest, there was definitely more he wanted to know about you. He would rest now and make himself known to you later. He held onto your lantern, keeping it for himself.

 Days passed, and you struggled with the volume of customers who had come in. So each day you adjusted your inventory, to keep up with your customers. There were times when you could breath in between bursts of people. You could cry at the success from the booth just days before.

 On one of your breaks, you sat down on a stool to help ease the discomfort in your back. You had been on your feet the entire day and you needed this break. You reveled in the silence and peace, you closed your eyes, letting out a little sigh. When the door opened, and you heard the bell sound off, signifying a customer, you gave off a small, tired grunt.

 “Welcome to my bakery, how may I help you-” When you opened your eyes all the air left your lungs, and you couldn’t say any more. In front of you, stood a very tall man, with long pink hair, a golden crown that reminded you more of a circlet gilded his head. His ears were pointed and downturned, making it obvious he wasn’t human. His eyes rivalled the gold that sat atop his head. Deep purple to black armor hugged his body and a royal red cloak spilled from around his shoulders.

 His eyes studied your face, and you felt a blush redden your cheeks. He moved around your bakery in the most graceful way you had ever seen anyone move and you fought to regain your composure.

 “Make yourself at home, take a look around and if you need anything you can just ask.” You bowed your head to offer your respect to him. When his eyes searched over you once more you cleared your throat. Was this guy a soldier? A commander? His aura was one that suggested he was a man of power. Even so, this guy didn’t know what to get… His eyes wandered around looking at all the pastries and other baked goods, it was obvious he was having trouble deciding on what to get.

 “Would you like a sample?” You offered, you almost shrunk at the man’s gaze, but you didn’t let yourself falter you held out a cupcake for him to take, and when he took it, you felt your heartbeat in your ears. When he hesitantly took a bite, you visibly relaxed when he gave you a smile, crumbs falling from his lip.

 “I’ll take some more of these.” His deep voice shook you to your very core. Strangely, as much as this guy was intimidating… He was alluring, and you packaged up more cupcakes for him, giving him an extra one, because he was a first-time customer. Or… At least you told yourself that.

 “Thank you very much! Here is your order and should you come back you will be welcomed with open arms!” You told him your name as he held his hand out with his payment. When he dropped it into your hand your eyes widened and in the palm of your hand were three gold pieces. Your heart dropped and when you looked back up, he was gone. You charged mere copper for your goods, not gold??? You were dumbfounded.

 Months had passed, and the mysterious stranger came in each and every day. Ordering and trying new things from you. He had become a constant in your life, and you found yourself growing closer to him. You found out his name was Techno, and he was a war hero. You could tell he was leaving bits and pieces from you, but you figured if he wanted you to know he would tell you.

 One night you locked up your bakery, and you were just about to head home. Your steps echoing off the cobblestone path once more. You looked up to see Techno, knelt down in front of someone, holding out a loaf of bread out to a straggler down on his luck. You had sold Techno that bread earlier. You couldn’t help but feel the smile tug on your lips. Techno stood tall after the straggler thanked him profusely, his eyes finding yours. You felt your heartbeat faster, as he towered over you.

 “You have brought beauty into this world and it’s a crime not to share it.” Techno cocked his head at you, his hand resting on your cheek. “I would like to see more of the beauty you create.” He drops his hand from your face, holding it out for you to take.

 You sigh happily, intertwining your fingers with his, happy to follow him wherever he would lead you. He led you to a place where you could see every star, away from the village. Foliage surrounded you and it was a nice change of pace rather than the buildings around you.

 Techno looked at you, as you marveled at the scenery before you. He basked in your presence; you were such a breath of fresh air opposed to every other mortal around. He watched you make your way to a nearby stream, kneeling letting the cool water flow through your fingers. Techno summoned forth your lantern. When you stood and faced him again, you were shocked at the lantern in his hands.

 “How did you get that?” You felt heat rise up to your cheeks.

 “It tells a beautiful story.” He ignored your question, “Of a man, who was cast out based on his preferences… Going on a hard-earned journey to make a bakery. Determined to be successful, while hiding who you truly are, is… Tragic.” Techno cupped your cheek, his eyes boring into yours. “I do not wish to take credit for your hard work because I slaughter those who wish to upset the peace.”

 Your eyes widened; the blood god was real… And he was standing before you, gazing at you with a fond expression. This beautiful man before you stroked your cheek with his thumb, and you felt your tears coming forth. You were scared, scared to tell Niki of your preferences, in fear she would abandon you. If any of your patrons knew, your business would be ruined…

 “This world is filled with cruelty.” His words caused shivers to go up your spine. “I… want to shield you from that cruelty.” He leaned closer and closer to you, his lips just barely grazing yours. “If you’ll have me.” He barely whispered, but you heard him loud and clear. You threw your arms around his shoulders, standing on your tip toes to push your lips against his. That was when your tears spilled forth.

 The two of you, melted into each other, the moon above shone down on you. Before too long this towering blood god cradled you in his arms, your head resting on his chest plate. You thought you were content with your life before… What you had before couldn’t compare to what you had now. Technoblade the Blood God had fallen for a mortal, and no one could take you away from him.

#technoblade x reader #technoblade/reader #c!techno x reader #techno fanfic #c!techno #god!techno #male!reader #fluff #mcyt x reader

[red-riot-rat]

ＲＥＱＵＥＳＴ:Hey Kid! May I request a platonic Todoroki x pro hero reader? Where she was best friends with Touya and after what happened she always tries to be there for Shota and she always annoys Endeavor (*cough* asshole *cough*). Hope that made sense! Oh and maybe she has an angel type quirk? -🐉 

HEY HEY!  I LOVE THIS SO MUCH KDSJF i included Dabi a lot more in da bonus,,, hes uhm… really hot.

Ｇｅｎｒｅ：CHAOS/ANGST NEAR THE END

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: some angst if you squint, cursing, reader being a bad bitch to the fire man,

𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘴: she/her 

AN: AHHAHAH I SUCK AT HERO NAMES LMAOOOSDJHF S okay so fr i got really into this… and watch me make up things about the hero world… and in this, endeavour has no redemption arc….

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Readers quirk: Angel Wings

Hero name: Halo

Description: sprouting from just below your shoulder blades come pure white feathery wings, and from tip to tip is 26 feet of pure wing. When you surround someone with your wings you have healing qualities. Your wings can carry you incredibly fast, sometimes faster than hawks if ya try hard enough

Weakness: Alike Hawks, your wings are susceptible to fire.

Italics in between - are flashbacks

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“What was he like?” the hetero chromatic boy besides you asked, eyes wandering into yours.

“He was…” you smiled at him. He's never met him, or really interacted with his own brother, thanks to his father.

“He was really sweet to me Shoto. I think you would’ve loved him.”

“You think so?”

There was a moment of silence, and you reached over to rest your hand on his.

You smiled wide at him, reminiscing over your lost friend.

“I do.”

You sighed over the lost memories, the old ones, and ones you’ll never be able to make. You swung your legs in your stool and bit the inside of your lip.

It hurts to think of him, but he’s okay now.

He's gotta be and you promised him.

You spun in your seat to face Shoto, and to turn your attention to anything else right now.

“Come on, we can get a drink later or soba or something, but we have to be at my agency in twenty.” You jumped off your seat, your shoes landing on the ground with a soft thud.

“Okay.” The boy next to you hopped off his seat as well, and fixed his hero costume. Looking into his left eye reminded you of your best friend, who you lost so long ago.

You tried your best to be side by side with Shoto, knowing how hard Enji was on him.

Not only that, but you promised Toya.

You promised him to stick around, both in life and with his beloved family.

Even if something happened to him.

He promised you the same thing, that if you were to die, he would stick around for the better.

-

“Hey. Can I tell you something?” The red haired boy leaned forward, and swung his legs once or twice. You sat on the roof of your apartment, the one where he slept over on a weekly basis.

The stars were out, the moon reflected off of his blue eyes as he stared at you.

“Yeah, whats up?” 

You were only 14 at the time, he was 15. There was nothing between you, just a family kinda love.

“Can you make me a promise? I’ll make the same one back.” He held out his hand, pinky outstretched. It was your thing, you pinky promise before the promise is stated because no matter what,

You guys were sticking together.

You wrapped your pinky around his, and touched the pads of your thumb together.

“I can.”

There was a second of silence, and he stared into your eyes.

“If I die you have to stick around.”

You stared at him, and tears pricked the corner of your eyes. Your wings fluttered and stuck close to you.

“Okay. I promise.” You shakily promised him, and blinked the tears away. You pulled on his hand before he let go and your brows furrowed.

“Be safe, okay Toya? That's all I need you to say right now. Promise me.”

He looked lost for a second, lost in your protection, lost in his own pain, everything.

“I promise.”

-

You walked quickly next to Shoto, talking happily of new soba recipes or shops, your friends, anything that popped up.

There weren’t many boundaries, but Toya was never brought up much.

You fiddled with your necklace charm, the one in the shape of a light blue heart. 

“Shoto, how is Midoriya?” you asked him, hoping to change your mind's topic.

Todoroki carried the conversation on his own, until you arrived at your agency. You didn't mind he carried it, it was nice.

“Still breaking hands, hand crusher?” You teased him, and he smiled slightly.

“Not anymore, gladly.”

You laughed with each other as you walked down the halls, waving to sidekicks and heroes who lingered in your agency.

Closer to your office, Shoto had scared himself shitless, turning a corner and he swore he saw something move and he iced the floor, it was fun.

He slid around, squatted slightly, arms out as you flew slightly above the ground.

You giggled at him, rolling around the walls as he struggled.

It was all fun and games.

“Shoto. Halo.”  A booming voice echoed through the hall, causing your laughter to cease quickly. You glanced near the sound, already knowing its owner. You narrowed your eyes, and cocked your head to the side and you crossed your arms.

“Endeavour.” You said, your voice monotone. 

The red haired male stared at you, his arms crossed and his head tilted up slightly.

“Can we help you?” you asked him, a certain snarl in your voice.

The male looked down upon you as his son steadied himself and stood besides you. He clenched his fists at the sight of his father, the current top hero. 

Endeavor said nothing, and you grew frustrated. What does he fucking want?

“Hello?” you waved your hand dangerously close to his face, feeling his flames rise and grow in heat. “Did you fucking hear me?”

Shoto’s eyes widened slightly as he watched his father and your taunting actions.

“If you keep acting like a child, you will never reach me.” His voice boomed, and there was a moment of silence. Shoto turned his head slightly to see you holding in a laugh.

“Father-”

“HAHAHA YOU’RE A GODDAMN IDIOT. YOU THINK I WOULD WANT TO BE LIKE YOU?” you laughed at him, and got closer to his face. Shoto grabbed your hand, but did not hold you back much farther from that.

Being face to face with this man, that took away your best friend from you, caused him pain and trauma and sorrow. And not just him, his whole fucking bloodline.

“You think I would ever want to be like you? You’re the man who took him away from me. My fucking best friend. I would never want to be like you, and I know he wouldn't want to be either.”

You prodded him with your finger, staring into his fiery eyes. His eyes narrowed at the mention of his son, and tightened his arms around his chest. Seeing him made you upset, and anyone could see it.

“So no, if being the number one hero, or fuck, even a top hero, meant being anything like you, then no. I will always choose to never be like you, and anyone with half a goddamn brain cell knows why.”

You pulled away from him, an anger in your stomach and your left hand was made into a fist. The boy besides you tugged on your hand, and you stepped back into line with him.

“So, please Endeavwhore, try me.” Your scowled at him, and he stared. His eyes switched from you to his son to your right. He scoffed and began to turn away.

“Don’t let me down, Shoto.” 

His hand clenched around yours, your fingers intertwined.

“Don't worry Sho, you will never be like him.”

You softly tapped his shoulder with yours, and he looked at you. You looked into his eyes, and smirked at him, flashing a wink. You flipped up your middle finger to the fiery males back and stuck your tongue out at him, as Shoto snickered softly.

Endeavor continued walking, his heavy boots echoing down the hall.

I miss you Toya.

-

“Toya, don't continue to be around her.” Endeavor glared at you as he continued. 

“She will continue to be a horrible influence, and will never be a top hero.”

Toya’s fists clenched hard, but he shoved them into his pockets to hide his furious action.

“Do you understand me Toya?” 

The boy was silent, his eyes with a sharp glare. Your breath hitched in your throat and you began to slowly scooch closer to the boy.

“She’ll always be a better hero than you.” 

Toya said as he rolled his eyes and stuck out his middle finger almost directly in his father's face. Your wings spread wide and took off fast, and as you held onto the boy's waist,  you heard his father yell over the sound of the wind.

“HAH! FUCKING LOOK AT THAT,THAT BASTARD!” Toya laughed in your arms, his legs swinging over open air. You glanced at where his finger was pointing and saw his father stand in rising flames, and in obvious rage. You couldn't help but snicker as you warned him.

“Dude, you're gonna get killed! Oh my god, we’re going back to my place.”

-

But, I will protect Shoto with all my power.

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AN: UNDER HERE IS ANGST DUDE HELP AJBHF

BONUS: 

An alarm blared through your halls, flashing lights overcoming your senses. Shoto grasped your arm, and began to run. Your wings shook, shuddering to keep up with the sudden action.

“Come on. 17th precinct!” 

Shoto ran out of your agency, and you parted ways. Your wings took flight quickly and flew you above the city.

You searched and searched for a sight of chaos, and it only took a moment before your wings acted before your brain could.

You sped off towards a tunnel of smoke, knowing Shoto can meet you there.

Your wings carried you fast and flapped heavily, and you knew you were not fit for this.

You had no choice, and if anything

 This is what being a hero is about.

You could die here easily, stripped of your wings, stripped of your and yet here you are.

Because you promised you would keep fighting.

Your wings fluttered as you dropped to the ground, your eyes immediately searching for victims.

There was no one around, just burnt debris and smoke. The smoke filled your lungs, and you struggled to breathe.

Your eyes never ceased to search for victims, high and low left and right,

But you found no one.

You ran into the smoke, shielding your eyes. Eventually, Shoto will find you but for now you must search for others and protect them.

A shadowy figure stalked towards you, barely seen in the thick of the smoke.

“Hey! Are you okay?” you coughed out as loud as you could.

His footsteps were heavy, and a burned coat flew behind him. 

“Just fine angel.”

You tensed at the nickname, no one called you that anymore. It was a common nickname, and you were the angel hero.

“Who are you?” You shouted as the figure grew near, more and more, heavy footsteps echoed off burnt and fallen debris.

And there was silence as he stopped walking, the smoke began to clear slowly. You squinted, attempting to see into his figure, searching for any sign of real life in it.

You stood as tall as you could and stretched your wings to the fullest. They were covered in ashes and dirt.

As the smoke cleared you made out his tall lanky figure as much as you could.

His burned jacket flew in the wind, wrapped around his scarred body. His scars were purple and seemed scary, but faintly familiar.

His eyes were a scary blue, but they brought a warmth with the sorrow they seemed to carry.

Your necklace hung against your chest, moving slightly in the wind.

“Still a hero?” 

You didn't know what he meant, maybe he’s seen you on T.V. and figured you were a worse version of Hawks.

“Yes, I- Who are you? Can I help? Are you okay?” You asked him, you didn't know if he was okay or not. 

It never occurred to you he could be the one beyond it.

“Oh I’m just fine doll!” He raised his scarred hand to the right, and blue flames burst out of it.

“You should be concerned over the destruction hm?” You stood in shock, the flames, the eyes, the scars.

“Holy shit.” you whimpered to yourself, staring into his turquoise eyes as he smiled at your unmoving figure.

“Holy shit!” You yelled, and began to run towards him. 

The smoke hurt your eyes,

But you kept running.

He reached his other hand out, maybe he expected you to stop, to be afraid, but your legs moved before your brain could think.

Your footsteps were quick and light. You avoided burnt debri, and as you grew closer to the male you could make out his features.

Jagged purple scarred half of his face, silver staples decorated the edges of them. His black hair flew in a familiar pattern, and on top of everything, 

His blue eyes were even more prominent up close.

You stared into them, brows furrowed in worry, for the destruction, for the civilians, for wherever the hell Shoto is right now.

“Who are you?” you asked again, and raised your hands, your left hand gripping his raised arm, and your right his coat.

He smiled at me again and leaned his head forward.

“Whadda mean, hero?” He said, close enough to your ear to send shivers down your spine.

“Don’t you remember me?”

You opened your mouth to respond to him, but Shoto’s voice began to echo through the debris.

“HALO!” He yelled for you, and you wanted to turn to see him but your eyes were locked onto the black haired male before you.

“Shoto.” you whispered. Your lower lip trembled just a little, and your brows furrowed again.

“Shoto!” You yelled as you began to step back away from the male before you. You stumbled back, and the lanky male grabbed onto the front of your costume, and held you in place.

“HAL-” Shoto’s voice rang through your mine, and your head whipped around to see him, his eyes wide and flames bursting from his side.

“Dabi. Let her go.” He shouted slightly, he was still a bit far. His hair waved in the wind as he moved towards you as fast as he could.

“Hi, Shoto. Nice to see you again. I’m just having fun with my doll, eh?” Dabi smirked at him, as his hand released your costume and you fell back. 

You hit the ground hard, and groaned. You stared into the males eyes, switching between his and Shotos left eye.

“Toya.” You whispered to him, lip quivering. He snapped his head to you and smiled wide.

“Hi angel.” 

He grasped your throat in his right hand, his hand was hot, overwhelming hot. 

“I see you kept your promise.”

His other hand fiddled with your necklace, the one he gave to you so long ago. He stared at it, before switching his eyes to you, and tugging on the chain quickly. The chain broke apart in his grip, and fell apart onto the group.

You were unbothered and delved into your memories of your best friend, the best friend you thought you lost.

“I missed you doll.”

Everything around you began to set itself to flames.

-

AN: might fuck around and write a part 2… has me thinking about yagami yatos dabi 

#dabi #dabi x reader #dabi is todoroki touya #dabi is toya #dabi angst #shoto #shoto x reader #shoto todoroki #todoroki x reader #todoroki shoto #todoroki shoto x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #mha x reader #bnha #mha angst #mha #bnha x reader #bnha x reader angst #bnha angst #Platonic mha #platonic shoto #platonic todoroki #platonic todoroki shoto #platonic bnha #platonic bnha x reader #platonic mha x reader

[mmimagine-40]

Her Family

Natasha x Neutral Gender! Reader

I'm in a bite of a writers block with Pup but in the mean time here is a small piece I wrote a while back about Nat but never posted it.

Warns: Death

“Do we know if she had family?”

Fury looked over files and photos of Agent Romanoff. He looked down looking over the letter. Hating to have to send it. He puts her badge with it and seals it in an envelope. Not taking his eye off of the pictures he handed the letter over to Maria. “There is a car waiting for you with the gsp already set up where to go. Don’t let anyone know where you're going.”, he says. Maria just nods and makes her way to the car. A couple hours later she pulled up to a little cottage deep into the woods. Maria gulped as she got out of the car and looked down at the letter. This was the last person she ever thought she would ever have to do this to. Taking a deep breath she knocks on the door to the house. A faint smile made its way on her face at the sounds of feet running around and the sounds of little giggles. But it shortly falls looking down at that letter. Maria’s head snaps up as the door opens. “Maria! Hi! What are you doing here?”, Y/n stands there smiling as their catch her breath. Maria looks at her trying to say something , anything. “I’m so sorry , y/n.”, Maria says looking up at her as she hands them the letter. Y/n’s face fell seeing it. They knew what it was , but prayed that they were wrong. “No. Please tell me this is a joke! That’s not what I think it is! Please!”, Y/n begged taking the letter. The look in Maria’s eyes proved what they feared was true. “I’m so sorry.”, Maria says before heading back to the car. Not able to stand the sight and see them broken. Y/n closes the door and leans against it , staring at the letter. Already feeling the tears rising up in her eyes. They slowly opened it. Choking out a sob as they sees Natashia’s badge for SHIELD. The first letter telling them the unfortunate fact that Nat , their Nat , died on duty. In the upcoming battle against thano’s. The next letter was what really made the tears come out even more. A letter Nat wrote to them.

Y/n,

This is the hardest thing I have ever done. I refused to write one before. Knowing I would always come back to you and our little one. But as we prepare for the upcoming war , I have a bad feeling and feel that I should finally write this. I hope to just tear it up after the war. But I can't help the feeling knowing something bad is coming and is going to happen. In that case I knew I needed to tell you some last things. Tell you I love you. I love you and Bella so so much. I will watch over you two , protecting you two. Please don’t let that little girl forget her Mama and what she did. That everything she did was for her to make the world better for her and her ( Partner name). For you my dear , please don’t forget that I loved you and you are the true hero. You gave me things I never thought I would have. You gave me a family. You helped me through my trauma. Helped when I was fighting trying to figure out who I really was. You stayed with me and loved me through everything. When I turned my back on Bucky, you made me realize how wrong I was and remember everything the three of us went through in the red room. And I can’t thank you enough. I love you so much. And I know I promised to come home and I broke that promise and I’m so sorry. Never forget that:

I love you

Natasha

The letter becomes blurry as tears fill her vision. Thinking over the years. Their time together. The red room, where they meet. Pictures and memories flow through their head. When nat escaped and got away. When Y/n was sent to find her. But Nat caught them and helped them break free from everything. Nat being their saving grace. Who helped them and slowly made them falling in love. The late night dates. Sneaking around. As they were both worried about Hydra getting wind of Y/n. Pulse with Nat now working with Shield and the upcoming group the avengers. Nat wanted to keep Y/n safe and hidden. More and more tears fall down Y/n’s face as they think over everything they have been through. Their wedding. Which was a courthouse wedding consisting of only Client and Lauran. The only people who knew of Y/n. Mainly cause Y/n and Lauren hung out a lot due to both of their partners being away so often. The best memory being the day their little bundle of joy came to them. Y/n remembers it viable. Mainly because Nat was scared to hold her. Scared to hurt her. But with Y/n’s help she got the hang of it and is - or was a wonderful mom. “(Mommy/Daddy/Another Name)?”, A small voice said. Y/n looked up to see Bella stand not far from them. Their bunny stuffy dangling from her grip next to her. Noticing their tears, Bella came running to them hugging them. “What’s wrong, ( )?”. Y/n couldn’t say anything as they put the letter and things to the side , hugging their daughter close to them. Bella looked at the badge her ( ) put down. Noticing her Mama’s face on it. “( ) when’s Mama coming home?”.

I'm sorry... I hope this is okay. When I normally write my stories I'm writing like it's me , mainly because these come from dreams and day dreaming. But I'm really trying to make them inclusive. Please don't be afraid to ask for more Neutral Gender or male reader or call me out on them. -MM

#natasha x you #natasha romanov #natasha romanoff #natasha x y/n #romanoff x reader #Marvel #Natasha imagines #Nat Imagines #Natasha Romanoff imagines #Marvel imagines #Avengers #Avengers imagines #MM

[ao3feed-danganronpa]

Anime Boys x Male reader

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3tFrVXR

by LexyWasNeverABonehead

Words: 28, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 殺戮の天使 | Satsuriku no Tenshi | Angels of Death (Anime), 신의 탑 | Tower of God, 炎炎ノ消防隊 | Enen no Shouboutai | Fire Force (Anime), この音とまれ! | Kono Oto Tomare!, 盾の勇者の成り上がり - アネコユサギ | Tate no Yuusha no Nariagari | The Rising of the Shield Hero - Aneko Yusagi, Dr. STONE (Anime), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime), Magi: Adventure of Sinbad (Anime), BNA: Brand New Animal (Anime), 天狼 Sirius the Jaeger | Sirius the Jaeger (Anime), 魔入りました! 入間くん | Mairimashita! Iruma-kun | Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-kun (Manga), Black Clover - Tabata Yuki (Anime & Manga), 終わりのセラフ | Owari no Seraph | Seraph of the End, 異世界はスマートフォンとともに | Isekai wa Smartphone to Tomo ni | In Another World With My Smartphone (Anime), B: The Beginning (Anime), Shall We Date?: Obey Me!, 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game), Violet Evergarden (Anime), Dangan Ronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc, 七つの大罪 - 鈴木央 | Nanatsu no Taizai | The Seven Deadly Sins - Suzuki Nakaba (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: M/M

Relationships: Byakuya Togami / Male reader, khun Aguero Agnis / Male reader, Baam | Jyu Viole Grace / Male reader, Isaac "Zack" Foster / Male reader, Kamado Tanjiro / Male reader, Hashibira Inosuke / Male Reader, Agatsuma Zenitsu / Male reader, Tomioka Giyuu / Male reader, Sabito / Male reader, Shinazugawa Sanemi / Male reader, Benedict Blue / Male reader, Meliodas / Male reader, Naegi Makoto / Male reader, Lucifer (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!) & Original Male Character(s), Mammon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!)/Original Male Character(s), Leviathan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!)/Original Male Character(s), Satan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!)/Original Male Character(s), Asmodeus (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!) & Original Male Character(s), Beelzebub (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!)/Original Male Character(s), Belphegor (Shall We Date: Obey Me!) & Original Male Character(s), Diavolo (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!) & Original Male Character(s), Barbatos (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!)/Original Male Character(s), Simeon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!) & Original Male Character(s), Solomon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!) & Original Male Character(s), Kaeya & Traveler (Genshin Impact), Diluc & Traveler (Genshin Impact), Kong | Aether/Tartaglia | Childe (Genshin Impact), Traveler & Zhongli (Genshin Impact), Traveler/Venti (Genshin Impact), Hyakuya Mikaela / Male reader, Shinra Kusakabe / Male reader, Chika Kudo / Male reader, Iwatani Noafumi / Male reader, Ishigami Senku / Male reader, Yunan (Magi) / Male reader, Sinbad / Male reader, Ogami Shirou / Male reader, Suzuki Iruma / Male reader, Asmodeus Alice / Male reader, koku | Killer B (B: The Beginning) / Male reader, Yuliy (Sirius the Jeager) / Male reader

Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Comfort/Angst, Lemon, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Mild Smut, Lime, Fluff, My Own AU, Swearing, Character Death, Gay Sex

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3tFrVXR

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #dangan ronpa #danganronpa #dr

[hunn1e-bunn1e]

🛡TROTSH🛡

🦯Kitamura Motoyasu ➳

Moto-moto; The Simp Hero

🏹Kawasumi Itsuki ➳

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🛡Iwatani Naofumi ➳

Naofumi's Fairy Guide Part 2 (os) ♂️

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Request Rules, this page will lay out the fandoms that I will write for, and the will and won't stuff.

Masterlist.

What I will write:

Female readers, male reader, gender neutral readers trans reader and etc.

Fluff and angst, it can either be platonic or romance,

Head cannons.

Scenarios.

What I won’t write:

P*dophile, r*pe and inc*st.

Dark Content.

Smut.

Characters from shows or webtoons that I haven’t seen yet.

Character x Character.

Huge age gap (It’s alright if the character or reader is 20 above)

NSFW.

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Please be specific about the reader’s gender when requesting as well as the plot of the oneshot.

I will not make exception.

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Fandoms:

Lookism.

Viral Hit/How To Fight.

Get Schooled

The Remarried Empress.

Miraculous Ladybug (haven’t finished watching it yet)

Jujutsu Kaisen.

Black Clover.

The Rising of the Shield Hero.

Fairy Tail.

Sk8 the Infinity

Yandere Simulator.

Men of the Harem.

Manager Kim.

Haikyuu!!

Questism/Quest Supremacy

Study Group

The Disastrous life of Saiki K

Gakuen Babysitters

Moon Knight (Mind you, I have only seen the series.)

My Hero Academia

Marry My Husband

Welcome Home (I am not joking, I am serious)

IRL Quest/Reality Quest

Ever After HIgh.

Spider Man Into/Across the Spiderverse

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[atsukashii]

❝r.i.p to the youth❞ // e. kirishima

SYNOPSIS: ➛ The world has gone to shit and you have lost almost everyone close to you, including Kirishima

» CHARACTER PAIRING: eijiro kirishima x reader

» WORD COUNT: 5.6K cause i have no chill again

» GENRE: apocalyptic au, aged up characters

» WARNINGS: major character death, ANGST with fluff ending, blood, swearing

« masterlist || ao3 »

You were only seventeen when the world had gone to shit. You had been studying with your friends at U.A when you watched the news roll in, villains had popped up everywhere in a large scale attack. After that day, the world had never been the same. Led by Tomura Shigaraki, the league of villains now held hostage the world, ruling it in the very way they knew how. Now labelled The Purge, many of the top heroes were wiped out in the first few months, and more as it followed.

Now today, five years later, you are still trying to survive through an apocalyptic world, where ones who were only students when it started, are now leaders of rebellion… the only force to attempt to rise up against the villain dictatorship. The Rebellion Army was created by pro heroes once the fighting began, however as the years passed, there were newly inducted commanders in charge more frequently than there ever should be. You are one of them. Along with your previous schoolmates and close friends, Izuku, Shouto, Bakugou, Iida, and Momo, somehow you had all become the leaders of the rebellion army. All the previous pro heroes either having been killed or forced into solitude for their safety and the safety of the rebellion. Together, your spread out force had managed to locate some of the existing pro’s, however, they opted to be the voice of reason and advice, and decided to leave the leadership to a bunch of twenty-year-olds. You were inducted as a commander just over two years ago due to the strength of your quirk, your incredible strategic skills, and your ability to be stealthy was far greater than anyone else. You had earned that rank in a time where you didn’t want it. All you wanted was for this all to end.

Looking down at the picture in your hands, you wish you could turn back time and transport back to it. It had been a few months before The Purge began, where the only concern you had was if you were going to pass your final exams, your work-study, and your boyfriend. Not the fate of the world, or at least not until you were a pro.

In the faded image, you were shielding your eyes from the sun but had a bright grin on your face. Your thighs were draped over a shirtless male torso that had your heart hurting inside your chest. He had a carefree, teeth-bared grin on his face, his eyes squinted shut in the sunlight, as he held onto your legs to support you. He looked so happy that day, in fact, you all were. You and your class had gone to a water-park, as a time to relax and just have chaotic levels of fun. It was one of your last good memories before it all fell apart. And now, this picture with your boyfriend was your greatest treasure. 

Because two years ago, villains had discovered your previous location and attacked out of the blue. It had been pure chaos and a mad scramble to evacuate and get away with as few casualties as possible. It was one of the worst days of your life. Because that day, you had been separated from your boyfriend and once the dust had settled, he was gone. You had searched for days, not eating or sleeping. The only thing on your mind was finding Eijiro Kirishima, if it was the last thing you did. You were only forced to stop when Bakugou pulled you away, kicking and screaming.  Everyone had said he was dead, and that you needed to accept it, but Bakugou just reiterated the same line over and over.

‘Shitty hair wouldn’t fucking die like that. We’ll find him y/n.” yet here you were, two years down the line, with still no sign of him. So like everyone else, you had accepted the fact that he was no longer going to be around, and when you found yourself deep within a pit of depression, it was your friends who pulled you from it, helping you take a step every day. You weren’t over it, and you knew you wouldn’t ever be. For that red-head who was sunshine personified was the love of your life, and he always would be.

A knock comes from your closed door, and hesitantly, you shift your gaze from the photo in your hands to the figure now poking their head through the partially cracked doorway. Momo’s kind smile meets you, and when she sees the tattered picture in your hands, it morphs into something soft but laced with pain. You aren’t the only one who is hurting from his passing, it has affected your friends and comrades too. There was too much death these days, too much for people to bear.

“It was a very fun day.” She says, walking over to where you sit on your bed, before sitting next to you. It had been one of your best memories with Kirishima, yes, but also with your other friends. Some who weren’t around now…

“And so different to life now.” You reply, pushing the picture back under your pillow before you turn to your friend and fellow leading commander. “What’s going on?” There had to be something for her to come and get you during your break.

“Shouto wants to move the stealth operation to today. He says he’s got a bad feeling about tomorrow.” You’re not surprised by the idea, so you just nod, not questioning your friends’ instincts for a second. Being in charge of such a large operation, all six of your close friends have learnt the inner workings of each other's minds. And when someone has a gut feeling, a hunch, you follow it, because nine times out of ten, it’s right. And in a world ruled by villains, being wrong means death, and that’s something you don’t want to see happen ever again.   “We want you to lead it.” Of course.

The argument sits heavy on your tongue, but something inside you like always can’t seem to let it out. Maybe it was the guilt, or the fear of not being there to stop something bad from happening again. Because not long after you had lost Kirishima, you had lost your mentor, your work-study agency leader, your friend, in a stealth mission gone wrong. You had almost died that day, unable to save your mentor. Instead, Keigo Takami had saved you, and you weren’t going to let his sacrifice go to waste. You were going to protect every single one of your friends, even if it meant you died in the process.

“Alright.” Together, you both stand and begin the walk to the meeting room. The second you walk in, your eyes meet your four commanding friends, as well as three others. You smile at Jiro, Sero and Shoji before sitting down at a vacant seat. “What’s the plan?” You ask the quiet room, listening as Momo points towards a map of the city in the centre of the table, explaining the plan.

“Jiro’s ear jacks are going to eavesdrop on anything audible inside the warehouse. Shoji and Sero, you are on lookout, and  Y/n, you are on escape routes.” Everyone in the stealth team had quirks that allowed them to do their job quickly and efficiently… but you were just there as back up, as a walking bomb ready to go off if something detrimental should occur.

You’d lost half of your quirk the day you had almost died, and witnessed your mentor sacrifice himself for you. Those flames, ones you can manipulate yourself- but failed to, burnt your wings until the weight that had rested between your shoulder blades your whole life, was gone. Now, you could manipulate fire, but hadn’t used it in almost a year, instead, focusing on hand to hand combat. After that day, you could barely glance at flames without either making yourself sick, or having flashbacks powerful enough that they seemed as if you were actually trapped back in the past. The sensation… the scent… the burning… the screaming.

“Live, little firebird. Save us all.”

Squeezing your eyes shut, you let out a sigh before standing to your feet. Everyone in the room looks in your direction, and you look at Bakugou, one of your closest friends and look into his eyes, trying to ignore the nagging thought that they look similar to Kirishima’s.

“We leave at 22:00.” Momo nods to you across the table and you look to your friends who are risking their lives alongside you. “Let’s get some dirt on these assholes.”

                                            ҉　 ҉　 ҉　 ҉

“We don’t get closer than ten metres to any entrance or exits of the building.” You whisper, using your very very little air manipulation to help your words travel to your friend’s ears. You see all three of them nod in response as you creep down the abandoned alleyway. The world is so quiet, the only noise was the slight breeze and trash being moved across the street from it. Everything about this area was abandoned and for good reason. You had discovered through one of the rebellion’s many spaced out informants, that they had seen S class league members frequently visiting this warehouse. This mission wasn’t to take more than two hours, that’s what Bakugou had drilled into your brain.

“Don’t be fucking late because I’m not coming to look for your dumb ass.” You weren’t a moron, which is what you had responded with and you could have sworn the blonde wanted to punch you in the face. It was the usual really, the urge and not the actual physical blow - that never happened. However, you knew that if your team didn’t show up, the blonde would come looking for you and not stopping until he dragged you all back and then tried to kill you himself for being stupid.

Normally, other than villain activity, it is quiet in this part of town. The previous residents having abandoned their homes the second the league of villains moved in. So you are surprised when Shoji gestured to you only thirty minutes in.

‘Figure. 2 blocks.’ He gestured with his hands, not risking to speak so close to the building. Sure you are on the second floor of the building next door, but with Jiro’s quirk in use, you aren’t going to distract her either.

‘Villain?’ You question, using both your hands to communicate the thought back. Shoji shakes his head and instead waves you over to his position. Silently, you manoeuvring until you are next to him, looking out the broken out window at where he is pointing - straight towards a figure staring at the building you’re currently listening on. The person is completely decked out in all black, and you definitely different recognise them, not that you could make out much of their figure other than the fact they were tall and bulk, probably male. If he were a villain, surely he could have just walked towards the building instead of peering at it like a predator watching its prey.

In silence, Shoji and you watch as the figure moves towards the building, carefully using the shadows to hide their body as they slip between alleyways and across the street. Okay, so not a villain… Suddenly the figure disappears behind an alleyway and you look at Shoji with a frown. What the hell was someone that wasn’t a part of the rebellion doing here?

From what you were aware, you were the only current branch within this area, the rebellion spreading wide across both Japan and the world, all under different titles and names, however, you were the leading force in this city, and possibly Japan. You would know if there was another organisation within the city limits. So who the hell was that?

Jiro taps the floor twice and your eyes look to Sero, holding his binoculars, directed straight at the warehouse. They were wrapping up. You tap your wrist to signify that you were to head out in one minute, when a gasp suddenly breaks the silence. Oxygen leaves your lungs as Shoiji tackles you to the floor. Wheezing, you don’t question in when heat engulfs the world outside the window. Your ribs scream in pain from the impact, but over your friend’s shoulder, you see the bright blue flames lick across the ceiling through the open window. Blue flames.

Your screams bounce across the concrete walls of what once had been an office building but was now nothing but rubble. Blue flames lick over your shoulder blades and neck. Your spine, engulfed in a pain you never thought possible, but what has you screaming is the image in front of you. You look up into Dabi’s smirking face, his blue flames swirling around his scarred fist. “This is the end of the line for you gorgeous.” He raises his hands in front of your face and for a second you close your eyes, praying for it all to be over. But then there’s a thump, and you watch in horror as Hawk’s - beaten to a pulp, lands in front of you, his scarlet red wings spread out behind him shielding you from the blue flames.

“Live, little firebird. Save us all.”

The last of his feathers grip your clothes, and you slam out of the rubble, dragging you across town as fast as they can. You cry out and beg to stop as one by one, they fall to the ground, losing their power, until you lay on the sidewalk outside the warehouse on your stomach, trying not to scream. You knew your wings were gone, the heavyweight you had held up your entire life wasn’t there. Only pain, god so much pain, you wanted to die. You had only passed out after you’d heard people mumbling above you, and at that point, you hadn’t cared if it were villains… you just wanted it to end.

Those blue flames… They had brought down your old compound that day, and you had been flying people out of the burning building when you had bumped into Kirishima, about to sprint into battle to join Bakugou and Shouto. You had wanted to beg him to stop, to just get out of the building, but that’s not who you were, and it definitely wasn’t who he was.

“Don’t worry angel, I’ll be back. Get everyone out and I’ll meet you at the safe-point soon.” Kirishima says, kissing you on the forehead before racing out. You hadn’t even had time to tell him you loved him like usual, before moving to pull more people from the wreckage and transporting them. And that was something you would never forgive yourself for. You let Kirishima run into that burning building.

Once you had gotten the last people out, there was a loud crunch, followed by a boom. You and Sero turn around, only to see the roof of the warehouse begin to collapse. Figures flee from the fire, and one is heading towards you at an alarmingly fast rate. The second they reach your position, you do a headcount, tracing peoples faces until you realise there are only four of them. There should be five. Whipping your head back and forth, you quickly spin around, scanning everyone here for that head of red hair...but he’s not there. Where is Kirishima? Where the hell is your boyfriend?

You then look to the very singed and exhausted as-blonde before you. “Where is Eijiro?” Bakugou frowns at you, before looking around, his movements getting more frantic with every passing second.

“He was right there…” You hear hum mutter, only for another loud bang to come from the old warehouse. 

No, god please no...The situation finally hits you, and you jump to action, your wings propelling you forward towards the burning building. You hold out your hands and try to smother the flames with your quirk, but theres too much, and its burning through the building to quickly. 

Your only a few feet from the inferno when you’re tackled to the ground. You try desperately and wildly to shake the weight off, but soot covered hands have pinned your wings so you can’t move.

“Get off me! HE’S STILL IN THERE! I NEED TO GET HIM OUT! KIRISHIMA!”

“And die yourself in the process? There’s nothing you can do Y/n.” Bakugou’s voice is in your ear, and you scream out in frustration. The noise is so loud, coming from a place deep inside you that it hurts your vocal chords when it comes out. There's another crunch, and you watch helplessly as the roof completely collapses, finally succumbing to the flames, and the second it falls, part of you dies with it.

“EIJIRO!” You scream again, trying to shake the blonde off you.

“I’m so sorry Y/n.” 

“No, please no.” Your voice is barely there, unable to be any louder. The flames leaving nothing in their wake, devouring everything it comes into contact with. “Not him, not him.” You repeat the words over and over, as you rest your head on the ground. He’s not dead, he can’t be. I can’t- I can’t do this without him. Your heart is pounding inside your ears, unable to hear anything else, and your lungs can't seem to hold any air at all. Before you know it, black dots line your vision, and then everything is dark. Before you pass out, the last thing you remember was the flickering of blue flames. 

Those blue flames took your mentor from you, they took your wings, your freedom, they took the love of your life from you. You had nothing left. And now, those blue flames are going to pay. 

For a year and a half, you haven’t touched your flames. You haven't activated the power that prowls under your skin like a beast. You had smothered it, tried to calm it, bottled it up for months, waiting for a moment to release it. The second you lock eyes with Sero, you nod before rising up off the ground. 

“Get them to the checkpoint now.” You hiss, just as a chuckle echoes from down on the floor below. 

“Running away so easily?” 

“He’s right below us,” Jiro whispers, her ear-jacks still pressed into the concrete. She looks up at you, fear her eyes. How the hell do we get out of here alive? Luckily enough, you already have an escape route.  

“Sero, now!” You yell out, aiming your hands at the floor and releasing a breath. All that unrelenting anger, frustration, grief, fury bubbles to the surface, and the second you see Sero swinging out the window with Jiro and Shoji in tow, you unleash yourself upon the world. Your pent up emotions spread to life in the form of a white flame, immediately melting the floor beneath you, and unfortunately missing the scarred man that it now reveals. 

“We’ve been looking for you, little firebird,” Dabi smirks, even whilst standing in the middle of a world of flames. “The name’s kind of ironic isn’t it, considering how you lost your wings.” You know he’s goading you, so instead, you raise a hand, your own flames swirling around your fingers almost resemble lightning in their color.

“Ironic, considering you’re about to be burnt alive.” You hiss out before releasing your flames upon him. Dabi quickly unleashes a flash of power, only for those cursed blue flames to become overwhelmed by a wave of white melting hot fire. The smug look disappears in his eyes as he takes you in. You can feel the fire bubbling inside your veins, spilling out across your body like a shield, only not burning you. “You took everything from me,” Your throat aches from breathing in the smoke of the building. “and now, I will take your life.” You shout, letting your quirk redirect itself partially to your feet, sending you flying through the air where you fire white-hot fireball after fireball in the raven-haired man’s direction. 

He would not survive this. You would make sure of it.

Your blasts were tearing up the building around you, and the warehouse you had been spying on, yet you did not care. You would set the whole world on fire before you gave him the chance to get away. The second you boost yourself out of the building and into the open courtyard between the buildings, is when you finally notice the fact that they’re barely standing, one slight movement from completely crumbling around you. Focusing back on Dabi, he looks at the buildings before relaxing his stance and glaring back at you.

“Don’t fool yourself, you can’t kill me. You’re nothing but a pathetic waste of a quirk.” He spits back, releasing a volley of blue flames towards you. Placing both your hands above your head, palms facing the sky, you swiftly release a blaze of power as you bring down your hands towards the floor, effectively slicing the incoming blue flames in half like a hot knife slicing through butter. You weren’t going to talk anymore, instead, you would fight him until he felt as much pain as you once had. Until Dabi knew how you had felt every day for the past two years since he had taken everything from you. Since he had ripped the love of your life from your grasp and permanently forced your feet to the ground. 

Pieces of debris began to fall to the floor around you from collapsing buildings. Raising your arms either side of your body, you grin a feral smile at Dabi and aim at the two buildings, knowing fully well that when they collapse, they will bury you both. Quickly catching on to your idea, the man in front of you hesitates, only for a second, as if shocked by your actions. 

“I’ll see you in hell, Dabi.” You release your flames and watch as the world crumbles around you. 

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At first, there is nothing but silence, your body weightless and mind empty of all thought. Is this death? Everything is dark until there’s a shout that echoes so loudly in your brain it hurts, and you feel something grip you tightly but you can’t tell where... and then… Nothing…

When you come to again your eyes blink open instinctively, and you find yourself staring at a concrete ceiling that you’ve seen many times before. The infirmary? 

You blink a few times, vanishing the blur from your eyes. You can hear the scraping of furniture coming from outside the room, but surprisingly, as you glance around, you’re the only one in here. 

Trying to sit up, suddenly your ribs screech in protest, forcing a hissing breath from your lungs. Jesus christ! You pause once you force your aching body upright, and glance around the room again, giving yourself a chance to let the pain settle before moving again. An IV machine stands empty next to your bed, and a bandage wrapped around… well your everything. The white compression cloth fits your ribs like a second skin as well as your arm. You don’t even remember getting injured… All you remember was unleashing hell on Dabi and bringing down a building around you. You were ready to sacrifice yourself to take out one of the main league members like any of your friends would have done.

The only questions that matter right now though are did you succeed? And how weren’t you dead? You can’t seem to come to an answer for either though. 

A loud muffled noise comes from outside, interrupting your thoughts. Curiosity gets the better of you, as you manage to pull yourself off the bed, ignoring your aching body’s outcry. The second your bare feet meet the cold concrete flooring, you can’t hold in the wince as the temperature makes your bones groan. You push on, slipping through the closed doorway, and glancing around, trying to track the source of the noise. You can’t make out the conversations, not until you’re passing through the halls, hunched over and holding your ribs that ache with every slight movement. It’s only once you’ve been walking around for too long do you deduce that the sounds are coming from the main common room of the warehouse. As you head in that direction, you pass a mirror and actually cringe at the image that stares back. 

Yikes.

Any dust and grime that had covered you from the rubble you had most likely been pulled from had been cleared, but you still look as if you have been dragged backward through hell. Small scratches pepper your face, and a massive black eye is forming on the right side of your face. If you thought you could move your arms high enough without wanting to cry, you might have prodded it to make sure it was real. Thank god for small mercies, you suppose.

As you draw closer to the large open doorway of the common room, you see a few people gathered around the entrance, with smiles on their faces. The look confuses you enough to force your feet to scuff along the floor as you stop. The second the noise meets their ears, their heads snap in your direction, and those smiles become grins that are slightly terrifying. How long has it been since you’ve seen faces like that?

“Y/n, you’re awake! I should get someone from the medical team, stay there a second.” An older woman says before quickly jogging back down the hall from which you came. More sound spills out of the room and this time, you can finally catch parts of the conversation.

“I’m going to kill you myself.” Bakugou growls, which doesn’t surprise you. But the fact that his words don’t meet his tone is what surprises you enough to force your legs to move, and to step into the room. Right away, your eyes are drawn towards the cluster of people in the middle of the room. First, you see Sero and Jiro, both looking a bit dishevelled, but mostly okay which has you sighing in relief. The next is the fact that everyone was here… but why? Between the heads of your other friends and comrades, you catch a glimpse of the fiery blonde that has pure murder in his eyes. However, he doesn’t act upon and instead reaches forward and brings someone into a tight embrace.

Oxygen abandons your lungs and for a second, you’re positive that you are hallucinating. Your body is no longer responsive and your mind is an empty void as you try to take in the person before you. He’s still across the room, but you’re asphyxiating under his very presence. His red hair is now black, most likely due to the fact hair dye wasn’t on the list of top priorities of anyone these days, and has also grown out enough to be pulled off his face. It’s so different… but those crimson eyes, ones that gleam like light peaking through rubies is the same… You are dreaming, or dead… you have to be… You had watched your boyfriend die, you had watched Eijiro Kirishima run into a burning building. You had seen the structure fold like paper cards, and you had searched the rubble for days after. You had grieved for two years for the man you had loved since you had first met him in the U.A entrance exams.

There is no logical reason as to how he is now grinning at Bakugou, slapping him on the back with tears filling his eyes. It’s not possible.

It’s not, you searched for so long…

The second he pulls the blonde back into another embrace which earns a string of curses and some laughs, his eyes finally meet yours over Bakugou’s shoulder, and you find yourself transporting back to the day you had lost him.

“Don’t worry angel, I’ll be back”. He never came back,

“Get everyone out”  You had.

“I’ll meet you at the safe-point soon.” He never did.

You’re gasping for air as your heartbeat thunders inside your head. It blocks out all other noise, and black dots dance within your vision. All of a sudden people are looking at you, and you can see Izuku’s lips moving in your direction, his eyes full of panic as he takes you in but you can’t hear him. You can’t seem to look from the ghost in front of you. No… he’s dead… Kirishima was dead. You have grieved him, you have cried over him, you have mourned the love of your life and still were…

Stepping out of Bakugou’s embrace, the man slowly walks towards you with caution, as if not to spook you. Well, that’s too late because I’m not seeing ghosts so I’m definitely off my rocker. With every step he takes towards you, you find the rise and fall of your chest gaining more and more speed, trying to take in more air, but failing to do so. Within seconds, he’s feet away from you, and you can’t take it. You had wanted this, so much… but it was impossible. Shaking your head, you hold your hands up in front of you to stop him from moving closer. Tears are flooding down your cheeks uncontrollably, and when he takes another step, you physically flinch back, a broken noise emerging from your lips that causes him to freeze. No, you’re dreaming! Wake up y/n! Maybe you’re in hell, and you are going to be forced to relive this again and again, only to lose him. If that’s true… Your eyes roam over Kirishima, looking almost the same as the day you lost him, and you know then your heart can’t take much more. You can’t take it.

“I- I can’t - I can’t…” You know you’re not making sense, and you’re not even sure if your words are actually understandable. But the pain and anguish in his red eyes is so similar to your own, it makes looking at him hurt even more. Kirishima finally walks forwards once more, until he is close enough to hold you, but he doesn’t. Instead, he stares down at you with so much affection and fondness in his eyes, and so much heartache you feel an echo of it inside your own chest.

“Sorry it took me so long to come back angel, I got a little lost.” oh my god. He says, trying to break the sombre mood with a joke, but you just fall to your knees, weeping and sobbing so hard you can’t breathe. In a split second he’s there holding you, crushing you to his chest so tightly, all you can hear is his heart and all you can smell is his scent. Oh my god, he’s here. He’s actually alive. The thought makes you cry even harder. Oh my god, he is alive.

Eijiro’s alive. Your brain begins to piece it all together. When you had brought the building down… someone grabbing you, a shout. It was him.

You pull back, your trembling hands cupping his wet cheeks as you search his face for any signs that it isn’t him, that it's nothing but a cruel dream. But the pure love swirling in his crimson red eyes and the tears running tracks down his cheeks are enough of an answer. “How I- you didn’t come back. Why? I needed you! And I thought you had died!  I thought he had killed you like Hawks… I needed you Eiji, and god I missed you, so so much!” You manage to get out between the sobbing. Your mouth is moving on its own at this point, and you can’t keep up with what it’s saying. You have so much to say, so much to tell him and feel as if you don’t say it now, you’ll suffocate under its weight.

“It’s a long story sweetheart, but I’m here. I’m never leaving your side ever again.” You clutch his shirt beneath your palms, your weeping quieting slightly, and you rest your forehead to his chest, just relishing in the heartbeat you feel beneath your hands. He’s alive. Eijiro’s alive. Your brain repeats it on a loop as if trying to forever engrave the fact into your brain so it will finally sink in that this is reality. You will no longer have to experience a day without his smile, a night without his warmth, a second without his heart.

“I love you. I love you so much, and I missed you so much Eiji I can’t-.” You whisper breaks again as you squeeze your eyes closed, trying to stop another wave of sobs from breaking through. A warm hand gently lifts your chin, and you find yourself staring back up at your first and only love. He’s alive.

“I missed you too,” he murmurs, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead before rubbing his nose against yours, his eyes not wavering from your own, as if he blinks, you’ll be gone. “I love you so much y/n, I will always come back to you. Always.”

You couldn’t care that you were in a room full of people, you couldn’t even care if villains showed up out of nowhere. Kirishima was back, he was whole and he was home.

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[bookofitiswhatitis]

Karya’s Directory

I write from original stories, fanfics, poems and anything in between. Feel free to read or request. 

Rules

I write angst, fluff, and smut.

Sometimes I post a story with dark themes, you’ll be warned

My stories do not reflect my personal view

Everything will be tagged accordingly

Please be respectful and read at your own discretion

Lastly, have fun

Fandoms and Others

Original Story or Poetry

Describing Him (Poetry)

My Hero Academia

The Limit Does Not Exist (Kirishima x male reader | fluff)

BBC Merlin

MCU, including Phase 4′s character

Perfectly Imperfect (Peter Parker x male reader | angst & fluff)

Jujutsu Kaisen

Genshin Impact

Ice and Chalk

Pokemon

DCEU, from the movies to the series

Brooklyn 99

That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime

Rising of the Shield Hero

Demon Slayer

Bungo Stray Dogs

Riordanverse

Avatar: the Last Air Bender & The Legend of Korra

[natvrefairy]

request rules

a/n: if you would like to request anything, please read through this post first. thank you

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what i will / will not do

- i will do character x reader

- i will do character x character

- i will do oneshots, imagines and headcannons

- i will do sequels or turn something into a series if requested

- i will do platonic or romantic relationships

- i will always represent the reader as female, unless otherwise requested

- i will write lgbtq+ characters

- i will always include content warnings including anything that could potentially upset anyone

- i will also have my posts up on my wattpad account. i have the same username on there (natvrefairy). there's a link in my bio if you want to check it out

- i will not be using american spelling, as i am australian; some words therefore may be spelled differently to what some of you are used to

- i will not write for real people

- i will not do any smut. i apologise in advance, but it is just something i am not comfortable with doing

- i will not write detailed self-harm scenes. i will write characters with mental health conditions, and i may use self-harm implications, but i will never go into too much detail with the self-harm

to request

please send an ask or a message, including fandom, character/s, character x reader or character x character, whether you want a platonic or romantic relationship, and any plot or idea you would like. alternatively if you don’t have a particular plot idea, i’m also open to prompts. my prompt list is here. alternatively, if you have your own starter you'd like me to use, feel free to send that through instead. also, if you're sending an anonymous request, please make sure you include preferred pronouns for the reader; otherwise i won't be able to send you a message and will just write the reader as female with she/her pronouns

fandoms I will write for

the certain characters i write for will be included under each fandom heading

- julie and the phantoms

o julie

o luke

o reggie

o alex

o willie

- nevermoor

o morrigan crow

o hawthorne swift

o cadence blackburn

o jack/john korrapati

- harry potter/fantastic beasts and where to find them

o harry potter

o hermione granger

o draco malfoy

o fred weasley

o george weasley

o neville longbottom

o luna lovegood

o sirius black

o remus lupin

o newt scamander

- the umbrella academy

o five hargreeves

o klaus hargreeves

o ben hargreeves

- bbc merlin

o merlin

o arthur

o morgana

o gwen

o sir gwain

o sir lancelot

- disney descendants

o mal

o evie

o carlos

o jay

o uma

o harry

o gil

- black butler

o ciel phantomhive

o sebastian michaelis

o finny

o grell

o undertaker

- my hero/boku no hero academia

o izuku midoriya

o katsuki bakugo

o tenya iida

o shoto todoroki

o toru hagakure

o tsuyu asui

o shota aizawa

o dabi

o toga

- mystic messenger

o yoosung

o 707

o jaehee

- fire emblem: three houses

o byleth (male/female)

o all blue lions

o claude von riegan

o ignatz victor

o lysithea von ordelia

o seteth

- pokemon (the games; not the anime)

red/blue:

o red

o blue

heart gold/soul silver:

o silver

sun/moon/ultra:

o hau

o lillie

o gladion

sword/shield:

o hop

o bede

o marnie

o leon

o piers

o raihan

- rise of the guardians

o jack frost

- if there’s a fandom you want me to write for that i haven’t listed, feel free to ask and i’ll let you know if i can do it or not

if you got this far, thank you for sticking with me and reading all that! requests are open, so feel free to send something in whenever you want!

#fanfic #fanfiction #fandom #oneshots #imagines #headcanons #reader insert #x reader #fluff #angst #character x character #nevermoor #harry potter #fantastic beasts #the umbrella academy #tua #bbc merlin #disney descendants #black butler #mha #bnha #mystic messenger #fire emblem #fe3h #pokemon #rotg #jatp #julie and the phantoms