#momo the silent killer

[fillinforlater]

Public stripping by Momo would be a cool idea for a story if you're able to. Please and thank you!

Teased Promotion

Hirai Momo (ft. you and the crowd)

Length: 1202 words

Tags: stripping, public, public indecency, teasing, flaunting cleavage and breasts, how-to-get-promoted, dominant!Momo

TW: UNEDITED QUICKIE

(A/N: This request was in my ask box since January 25th... sorry for the long wait, but if you're still around to read it, I hope you enjoy this short, teasing piece xD)

“Guess who asked for a promotion yesterday?”

Your boss has the weirdest entries. He always says a random phrase without greeting you or talking about the topic at hand. However, he is still your boss and most often, a very chill guy. You mostly go along with his antics, especially at such an important company banquet. 

“I have no clue to be honest, but it sure wasn’t me.”

“Ha, funny,” he laughs sarcastically, before answering the question himself, “It’s Miss Hirai, Momo, the one on stage right now.”

Of course you know who Momo is. Fierce in her gaze, fully focused on her case, unstoppable, ever since she stepped foot into the giant law firm. When someone meets Momo for the first time, they are allured, stunned even by her beautiful appearance and incredible body. Underneath her glasses are incomprehensible orbs and underneath her tailored suit are enormous breasts. 

As a co-worker, you of course meet Momo more than once, so you were shocked to find that the second impression she makes is far different. Behind her mouth-watering facade is a killer, someone who is ready to leap over you, take your position, your job, your life if need be. It’s impossible to get into her pants, she is completely immune to flirting or someone showing off. You assumed she was a lesbian at first, but even the hottest women in your firm get bluntly rejected. It’s all business for her.

Momo loves showing off her money, of course, otherwise she wouldn’t wear gold necklaces and watches all the time, but she seems to love a show of dominance even more. For her to want a promotion is not a surprise at all, so you wonder why your boss felt the need to mention it.

“I know her. I bet everyone does. She probably deserves it.”

“Yeah, but she did not want to negotiate with me. She said that she will make her offer tonight at the banquet when everyone from outside has left. I sent all the staff and sneaky journalists outside ten minutes ago, but she hasn’t done anything yet.”

“Maybe she is getting cold feet,” you joke and reach for a second champagne glass. You give it to your boss and you both wordlessly look up to the stage. Momo just stands there, behind a lectern. The crowd of noisy, tipsy and flirty coworkers quiets down when they hear her through the speakers. Even when she clears her throat it sounds dominant, degrading, demanding.

“Today,” she begins and even the densest person is now completely silent and focused on her, “I walked into the office of our dear boss and I did not want to leave until a deal had been done. However, he challenged me to something—and my God am I ready to accept it.”

You have never heard or seen Momo this passionate before. She was feeling herself, nothing in the entire building could be more interesting than her right now and she knew it. Even your boss mutes his phone and makes it disappear into the pocket of his navy-colored suit. Momo was about to shine, to burst, but no one had a clue how.

“Boss,” she continues, her gaze piercing through the tense air and right next to you, “I have a way to boost the morale of everyone here and make myself indispensable to the firm.”

Momo steps away from the mic. The spotlight follows her onto the empty part of the stage where she is not hiding her legs behind the lectern. The clacking of her heels onto the metal surface is the only sound your ears can pick up. Your eyes, no, everyone’s eyes widen, when Momo grabs the top of her tie and rips it off of her neck.

What the fuck?

Momo straightens herself with a smirk and you instinctively straighten your back in your seat. She effortlessly lets her fingers run down her upper body and twists the first button of her suit, then the second and stops—only for the briefest, tense moment. She pulls open the suit with such ferocity, the buttons fly off. Momo let’s the hang on her shoulders and throws her head backwards to expose her slender, perfectly sculpted neck.

Holy shit.

People shuffle all around you. They jump from their seats, shake their heads or open their suits as well to make sure this is not a dream. It’s unnecessary though, because Momo’s wild eyes sparkle and tell them: this is real. I am real. 

She spins around and sways, her hips moving to a song that is not there but that everyone can hear. Her opened suit travels further down, sadly exposing not her skin but a white, thin-striped shirt. Her back is still hidden, only the outline of the backside of her bra visible. Momo knows how to tease, how to make the crowd jump, and she is playing it out perfectly. 

The suit falls and the first cheers roar. They wake up for her, those horny coworkers. A male dominated industry for sure, but the women are left speechless as well. No one is safe from Momo. She turns back around, adjusts her glasses with one hand, fiddles at the hem of her dress pants with the other and gradually, painfully slowly bends over. 

She is showing her cleavage you imagine, but that god damn shirt is still blocking the view of her voluptuous breasts. Momo winks and sticks her tongue out, not to you, but to you, to anyone who is greedy enough to claim this wink as their own. 

Momo makes your head spin when she interrupts the slow, teasing movements to lean her upper body backwards to present her crotch while simultaneously opening the first button of her shirt. You jump as well, barely anyone is still on their seat. Some dare to move closer, some stay behind. You expect her to go faster, but no. Momo is taking it slow and feeling it.

Oh God, this woman!

Both hands are on her tummy; you imagine she is flexing her hidden abs underneath. Then they massage themselves upward to her bosom; you imagine her hard nipples being crazed even through her bra. At last, she finds her neck, touches it for a second and—this time, you don’t have to imagine things—she moves both hands under the next button and pops it free. And the next. And the next. And the next, the one above her black lace bra. 

The crowd goes nuts at the first glimpse of what Momo has kept a secret for everyone. Those that asked her out or tried to seduce her probably thought of a private session, their own victory to see the gorgeous, sexy Momo. They were wrong, bluntly. Momo wants all eyes on her.

More, fuck, more!

Somehow, your eyes fall down on your boss for a second. He is the last one still sitting, his suit open, cheeks red hot. He is fanning air to him, while failing to look unimpressed or demanding. He has fallen for Momo’s striptease and jumps the moment she opens her shirt to fully flaunt her tits. 

“She’s got you as well.”

“Shut the fuck up.”

#kpop smut #female idol smut #girl group smut #hirai momo #twice momo #momo smut #male reader insert #twice smut

[ziipzeepzop-eez]

|| Triple M ||

Triple Threat, Triple Treat.

Emiliano | Miano 🫚🪴❤️‍🔥

:: "silent killer" type — is an absolute machine in his full iguana form; everything is augmented, and his vocal chords are reverted to his reptilian genes the most, so he literally... can't. verbally. when fully shifted. just churrs, coos, screeches, hisses, growls, etc.

:: can communicate with his reptilian brethren just fine tho!! however - he feels bad when he can't talk to zephie when like this, so he just showcases his affection tenfold and speaks a lot with his eyes~

:: fastest, strongest swimmer out of the three.

:: the most.... animalistic? in a sense? he's the most in touch with the iguana aspect of himself; mondo is the most humane, as in he doesn't really change outside of his fully shifted form than in; and mona is right there in the middle.

:: really likes nomming on raw fishes and brings the fam trinkets from deep below in the sea :'))

:: sings songs of the sea, outside the sea. has a beautiful singing voice when he's fully shifted as human and despite not having the same voice when he's full iguana, he still has that beautiful voice. think of a whale song. he sings to the deep-sea creatures and it creates a very calm, serene atmosphere.

:: has a soft heart - doesn't like hunting much, nor confrontation. but when triggered, he's absolutely ruthless. he may be gentle and loving by nature, but it's because he chooses to be.

:: whereas deedo is the most territorial, miano is the most protective. the main man because once you're in his circle, he protects and looks out for you as his own.

:: malewife material 100%

Mondo Gecko | Mondo // Mondie // "Deedo" 🃏💯

:: braids down and out when full geckuana! (palette change once more~)

:: eyes change color in full gecko shift; has the sharpest eyesight out of Triple M.

:: embodiment of the knife cat meme. big chaotic energy.

:: got his two side braids from Mikey — calls them his "mangorine strands" or "orange luck" // just pretend they were orange the whole time lmaoaoao

:: the most amicable, but also the most territorial. do with that what you will.

:: charming, suave, and savvy. the "Face Man" of Triple M; but unlike Leo, he's not as emotionally constipated and has healthy coping outlets. if anything, he's a lot like Mikey in the way that he's not afraid to showcase his true emotions and knows the importance of it!! (another reason they get along so well~) he has such a good grasp on his emotions that he can manipulate them in his favor and is so convincing that it manipulates others. was born for this role, tbh.

:: him and miano race in the water a lot; he runs on top, miano slices through underneath.

:: the smugness in which this man had when zephie's mutated form ended up being a FELLOW GECKO was atrocious. bro was on demon timing 100%

miano snarled and snapped at him a few times, but he milked the opportunity for all it was worth. used it to "steal zeph away" multiple times. miano was not amused. but he was actually a bro and took care of zeph very well to adjust to her new mutated state!! :'')) bc he's a bro.

at the end of it all, mondo is definitely a true bro.

((he spoils the FRICK out of the zephlame kids and loves them all equally, which is soso much, but pocky deffo has a soft place in his heart.

:: was absolute BROS with Beeps like they ALWAYS THREW DOWN that was his MAN that was his HOMEBOY — was absolutely crushed when momo and he broke up & even more so when he had to keep up a brash front bc hello . cousin solidarity?? that's his big sisi (but mona knows how compatible they are and got tired of deedo's mopin. he got the green light and they're still the besties ever dw)

:: teases zephyr a lot but really admires her as a new sister, was territorial already when they were introduced; if miano has to leave zeph on her own in a vulnerable state for any reason, which are very few and very far in-between, whatsoever it may be, deedo is the first person (aside from mona ofc) he looks to.

:: very mature and polite with tiara tho. he knows not to pull no bluster w her lollll - he's like a cheeky son tbh

:: when he first met Mikey, he fell head-over-heels....... literally. he was so awestruck that he tripped on his face and got a bloody nose. miano and momo laughed at his for WEEKS afterwards but HE'S THE ONE who got ✨PAMPERED✨ and WORRIED OVER by the CUTE ORANGE DRAGURTLE so WHO'S THE REAL WINNER HERE YOU MUSSEL SUCKERS??

:: is strangely enough, very good at connecting with the 'big, burly' mutants. he's very protective of raph even tho they probs took the longest to get close. once they did, it's a very lovely bond to see. the bromance is real. thinks him and mona are cute (tho he'd never outwardly admit it)

:: the most gen z out of triple m. he ain't called "the ace" or "the wildcard" for no reason 💥💥💥

:: cried when he found out zephie was preggers. is definitely the wine aunt. (he adores kids can u tell)

:: has fist-fought with Leo at least thrice by now, completely unexplained and unprovoked. they're the bestest, cattiest frenemies ever. they are both "don't even breathe in my general direction" and "I'll help u hide the body bro say no more".

:: very tech-savvy!! his ideas singlehandedly supplemented the underwater network back in their royal home in the Galapagos.

:: crafted a mating/proposal necklace for mikey. it's resting in a beautiful crested seashell in the confines of his closet back home. he's deciding when would be the best time to give it to him.

Mona Lisa | Mona 🔮🌷🌸

:: very lively and expressive when full iguana shift!! her ears have the tendency to wiggle a lot and she coos most often! <33

:: while the sweetest in mannerisms, the most vicious when it comes to calls for violence/hunting. she has claws and teeth - she can and will use them.

:: has the most connections to marine life! mondo may have the business connections to the big guys (which are more reminiscent of shady mafia relationships now that we think about it), mona has friendships all over. it's almost scary.

:: her hair stays the most similar in and out of full iguana !! dunno why. it's just fitting.

:: has the loudest 'siren screech'; they can all do it, with miano's being the most forceful (think sonic waves) and mondo's being the most bass-heavy (bro can deffo scare the whales /lhj), but mona's is most likely the most powerful in terms of..... everything, really.

:: loves to steal zephie from miano while they're on their underwater adventures and swim fast and far until main man can catch them (they employ mondie to hold him back by the BODY so when he comes rocketing along, there's always a disheveled deedo barely hanging off his back/waist) (zephie's in on it too and giggles along, always, curled up around her beloved sister-in-law as she watches her nigh feral fiance in awe)

:: scavenges for all the mystic underwater mushrooms tiara wants/needs!! ; she's besties with all the deep-sea mutant underground circles and they usually give them happily~ if not, well.... mona has some very persuasive tactics, should she have to resort to such. <3

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Miano : The Main Man 🎶💫

Mondo : The Ace, The Wildcard 🃏❤️‍🔥

Mona : The Queen 👑💜

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@agentturtlecupcake *whistles* come get yo juice ‼️🗣️

:: picrew I used!! bc it's actually my favorite~

#dthau ☘️🐉 #miano the main man! 🫚🪴💫 #mondo the wildcard 🃏💣💯 #mona the queen 👑❤️‍🔥🌹 #love my babies love my heartlings #they are that beloved #dthau : headcanons! 💥 #dthau : discussions! 💫

[lewdiverse-archive]

Muses~!

A note regarding all muses; please feel free to change my muses into femboys or futas should you so wish, just remember to state it too~! As for male muses, I write them as femboys for personal preference but feel free to change them into females or futas too~!

Smash Bros/Nintendo

Bayonetta, Byleth (Female), Daisy, Pit, Dark Pit, Link, Palutena, Peach, Rosalina, Samus, Dark Samus, Wii Fit Trainer, Zelda, Midna (Twili and Imp forms), Hilda (Pokémon), May (Pokémon), Dawn (Pokémon), Booette, Sonia (Pokémon), Ankha

My Hero Academia (up to season 5)

Ochako Uraraka, Momo Yaoyorozu, Mina Ashido, Mei Hatsume, Midnight, Nejire Hadou, Himiko Touga, Toru Hagakure, Camie Utsushimi, Izuku Midoriya, Rumi Usagiyama

DC

Raven, Harley Quinn, Zatana, Poison Ivy, Catwoman, Black Canary, Power Girl, Killer Frost, Batgirl (Barbara Gordon), Super Girl, Blackfire, Punchline, Dr Harleen Quinzel, Arella Roth, Mera, Terra, Joker (Female)

RWBY (up to season 3)

Ruby Rose, Yang Xiao Long, Weiss Schnee, Blake Belladonna, Nora Valkyrie, Glynda Goodwitch, Neo politan

Overwatch

Widowmaker, Mercy, Mei, D.va, Tracer, Junker Queen, Ashe, Kiriko

Danganronpa

Kyoko Kirigiri, Celestia Ludenberg, Aoi Asahina, Junko Enoshima, Mikan Tsumiki, Peko Pekoyama, Sonia Nevermind, Chiaki Nanami, Akane Owari

Misc

Gwen Stacy (Marvel), Black Cat (Marvel), Quiet (MGSV), Cindy (FFXV), Female Pyramid Head (Silent Hill), Lola bunny (Loony tunes), Jessica Rabbit (Who Framed Rodger Rabbit), Lara Croft (Tomb raider), Vault meat (Fallout), Vault boy/girl Fallout, Jill Valentine (Resident Evil), Sadako (the ring), Nico (DMC), Bubblehead Nurse (Silent Hill), Jessica Vorhees (Fem! Jason from Friday the 13th), Michelle Myers (Fem! Michael from Halloween), Pennywise (IT), Domino (Marvel), Fubuki (OPM), Do-S (OPM)

Link to my intro post for any other info you may need~!

#info #muses

[shiningdesignersreflections]

Aeon: Midnight-Sun Spirit

Designer's Reflection: Midnight-Sun Spirit

Obtained: Wandering Shadows SSR gacha

Rarity: SSR

Attribute: Purple/Sexy

Awakened Suit: Silent Night Spirit

Story - transcripts from Designer's Reflection

Chapter 1 - Monster First Experience

Chapter 2 - Halloween Celebration

Chapter 3 - Manor Adventure

Chapter 4 - The Culprit Is...

Story - summarized

Halloween is around the corner, and Marina excitedly drags Aeon into watching a scary movie. Except... he doesn't like horror movies. To him, they're not scary, but confusing. Why would someone be scared to see a deceased loved one? Why do people act differently when there's a specter nearby?

Besides, Aeon doesn't see ghosts as anything different from the designers in the Personality Mirrors on the Ark.

Nevertheless, the two of them go to Shadowflow to celebrate Halloween. Costumes, candy, parades, decorations... and then they spot a haunted house. It's a murder mystery game, and the winner gets free tickets to the Secret Chamber game.

As they go through, Aeon pieces together the hints as he and Marina find the hint cards. They make it out first, and also completed the game in the shortest amount of time.

...But Aeon doesn't feel right about it. Out of all the suspects, none of them fit all requirements for the killer. He jots down his thought process before turning in the answer sheet.

Once everyone has gone through, a staff member goes through the puzzle process: find the hint cards, figure out the two people who are talking through the cards. It's clear that it's between the victim and the killer, who turns out to be...

A ghost. Not a living person. Aeon feels deflated, as he never thought about including ghosts as suspects. But it does explain why the hints didn't all add up.

Another group got the answer right, and they walk away with the prize. However, the staff appreciated Aeon's thought process and they give him and Marina an award, too. They hadn't realized how many bugs were in their story if the ghost wasn't the obvious culprit.

Marina eagerly grabs the prize. Now, they can invite Nikki and Momo to do another puzzle game at the Secret Chamber! And she promises not to tell anyone that Aeon didn't figure out the answer.

Connections

-The winners of the game are Shawn and Cici. You see them in different adventures throughout Miraland, like the Wintermount wedding event as a bickering couple and the Sanrio crossover event during the cake-making. Shawn appears by himself in Helz' Reflection for Diamond Star.

-When Aeon went through the Secret Chamber, he was stuck between the living characters as to who was the culprit and didn't realize the dead character had a role to play. In the Wandering Shadows event, multiple living characters (Momo and Yeeso) had dark motives that played a part in the mystery, and the ghost (Aeon) had a role to play in the finale as well.

Fun Facts

-Marina learns about ghosts from the user "Ghostbuster" on Moments. Ghostbusters is a 1980's American comedy-horror about four men catching ghosts to stop an evil ghost from coming to earth.

-While Aeon doesn't understand Halloween, he does understand that ghosts are just another form of existing, specifically tied to memories. He should learn about other versions of Halloween, like Mexico's Day of the Dead, where memories of dead loved ones keeps their spirit alive and brings them back home for a night.

-Despite being from the same gacha event, Aeon's suit and Reflection are archived under Apple, while Marina's are archived under Ninir.

#aeon #shining nikki #midnight sun ghost #ssr designer #apple #apple federation #wandering shadows #event #halloween #purple attribute #sexy #ghost #puzzle #haunted house #murder mystery #game #designer's reflection #memory #spirit

[trollcafe]

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(art by @/isa-ah !!)

This is Momoki :)

Momo is a Silent Twitch Streamer!! Most of his streams tattoo streams- he works in the same shop as Thunder and has a nice little set up. It costs slightly more for clients to be filmed. He does occasionally play games- mostly with his moirail, fellow steamer Sleepy!! Momo is known for being a man of few words. He’s also known for being an incredibly skilled imposter in among us.

Momo’s funny goofy silly little quirk is that heeeeee uhhh hates other violetbloods :) In fact, Momoki is actually a serial killer who is as brutal and aggressive as he is smart. He ONLY targets violetbloods. This is all stemmed from unresolved Trauma regarding the time he was held captive by Dr Arkine Paplio & Dr. Bixith Church. He was released when Bixith’s descendant, Thunder, ‘accidentally’ let all the captives free. Thunder took Momoki home and…he’s been weird ever since.

#momoki soltic #chow.ask #heheh tank u <3<3

[sterkeyra]

A coffee break with Tsugaru - Momo's PoV

On the way home from an investigation, Tsugaru-san and I went to a large chain café to take a break.

As the system was to order ahead of time, Tsugaru-san was looking at the menu.

Tsugaru "I'll take a Pumpkin Latte Triple Shot Grande with extra Cream and Cinnamon-Mint Syrup"

Waitress "A Pumpkin Latte Triple Shot Grande with extra Cream and Cinnamon-Mint Syrup coming right up!"

Momo (Is that a magic potion?)

I still try to process what flavor Tsugaru-san's order will have, but the waitress repeats it accurately and smiles at him like a professional.

Tsugaru "What about you, Momo?"

Momo "A tall coffee of the day, please."

Tsugaru "That's just black coffee! You can add more to it. My treat! How about cake? You could have chocolate chunk cookies, too?"

Waitress "Haha"

Momo "..........."

I'm embarrassed to be laughed at by the shopkeeper with the smiley face.

Momo "Just coffee."

Tsugaru "Really? Over here they..." "...."

Tsugaru-san noticed a basket next to the cash register and goes silent. There is a keychain of a rabbit - the mascot character of the cafe. Dressed in a sweet-potato costume, it has a somewhat goofy vibe.

(It looks just like her...) (...Are you going to buy it?)

Tsugaru "... That's all."

Waitress "Yes, sir."

(You're not buying it?) (You looked like you wanted it.) (...Were you worried about my eyes on you?)

----- Tsugaru "So, I saw 'Flying Zombies 2' the other day. Little Hare..."

While he was sipping on his Pumpkin Latte Triple Shot Grande with extra Cream and Cinnamon-Mint Syrup drink, all Tsugaru-san could talk about was that girl. Whenever he opens his mouth, it's "Little Hare this, Little Hare that..." when it comes to anything other than work these days.

Momo "Lately, you've been talking a lot about that girl."

Tsugaru "What? Is that so?"

His eyes glazed over with a look of surprise.

(Unconscious, huh?)

How many of your thoughts are occupied by that rabbit?

Tsugaru "I'm sorry. I'll be more careful."

Momo "It's okay, I don't mind. I like you, Tsugaru-san. You're the captain of the team, so do what you want in front of me."

Tsugaru "Momooo~ You are a real man killer, aren't you?"

Momo "Huh?"

Tsugaru-san looks at me and narrows his eyes as he pokes his sugarcane at me.

(Lately... his expressions seem to have softened.)

Tsugaru "You shouldn't say that at another place though. Every team would want such a passionate man like you!"

Momo "Team Tsugaru is the only one for me"

Tsugaru "Hmm, I know."

He smiled softly at me, when I noticed that Tsugaru-san's gaze drifted off towards the side of the cash register again. Judging by his actions earlier, this must be unconscious too.

Momo "I'm going to get some water. What about you, Tsugaru-san?"

Tsugaru "I'll have one glass too."

While going to get the water, I buy one of the sweet potato rabbits next to the cash register.

Tsugaru-san's wish is also my wish.

No matter how dumb this sweet-potato bunny looks, no matter how dumb the person he is doing it for, is...

If Tsugaru-san wants it, I'll make it happen... because that's what I should do.

#takeru momose #takaomi tsugaru #hlitf #her love in the force #jen translates #otome #l365 #voltage inc #the more i see of this the more i get why tsugaru considers momo a sweetheart #he wants Tsugaru to be himself in front of him #and ends up buying the thing Tsugaru didn't dare to buy in front of him even though he considers it dumb if its for tsugaru its worth it #i'm swooning #ahhhhh #he even said he likes him #this is from tsugarus birthday vip event #i need more Momo povs #and noa!!

[naladot]

everywhere [Zutara ficlet]

Zutara ficlet, 1.1k, cw: canon-compliant violence. Takes place from The Firebending Masters to the finale. Inspired by this prompt post.

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Everywhere Katara goes, Zuko is already there. He’s awake to make (bad) tea before the sun rises. He’s sitting at the fountain washing his and Aang’s clothes after a particularly long training session. He’s bathing in the river, his back turned toward her, which gives her just enough time to escape before she’s forced to question why her eyes linger on the blurred form of his back in the water.

All in all, he’s infuriating.

“It’s like he’s trying to get under my skin,” she says to Sokka when Zuko and Aang are far away, their firebending a dazzling display in the approaching dusk. “He knows how I feel about him.”

“Yeah, how do you feel about him?” Sokka asks. He pauses just long enough for Katara to open her mouth, ready to drown his question in a deluge of anger, but he cuts in before she says anything. “I mean, I just have no idea. You haven’t given any signals or anything.”

She rolls her eyes and bends the water out of the pot of uncooked rice for the third time, depositing the starchy water on the stone floor of the temple, which Momo immediately goes to lick. “I just don’t trust him.”

“You know, Katara,” Sokka says lazily, “Some people might say you’re acting out in order to hide something.”

“Hide what?” she demands, thinking of crystal caverns and the silky-smooth feeling of his scar under her fingers.

Sokka holds up his hands in mock-defense. “Ya know, I think I’m not going to answer that.”

Katara deposits the next batch of starchy water onto Sokka’s head.

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She’s trying to get a pot of water to boil the next morning when Zuko shows up. Again. The fire went out overnight, and Aang is still asleep and Sokka put the sparkrocks somewhere only he could ever guess, so Katara has an excuse to practice a fairly tricky technique. Water to steam or ice is one thing, but to bring it to a boil is a different one.

“You want me to start the fire?” says a voice from behind her.

She glares up at him, feeling like her blood is boiling more than the water in the pot. “If you must,” she snaps.

He starts the fire with a silent flick of his wrist. “Can I sit here?”

“If you must,” she repeats.

He sits a comfortable distance away from her. She focuses on watching the pot come to a boil—first the rumbling feeling in her fingertips, then a burst, and bubbles begin to come to the surface. She knows she could do this on her own, but using a fire is more efficient, and that just frustrates her even more.

“Can you turn the steam to frost?”

She rolls her eyes over at him. “What?”

“I’m just wondering. That’s all.”

Frowning, she lifts her hands and focuses on the steam rising above the pot. In a moment, it turns to snow, the flakes catching on the breeze and reflecting the thin sunlight streaming into the clearing.

“That was beautiful,” Zuko says quietly. 

She watches the flakes glitter and dissipate, hating that he’s right.

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He grabs her a split second before rocks crush her skull.

For a heartbeat, she lies there, his arm around her and his breath in her ear and the horrifying realization that she almost just died ringing in her ears. Imagine dying like that, after everything they’ve been through. She yells at him, because he doesn’t deserve gratitude, and because the last thing she wants to do is feel indebted to him.

Later, she grabs him when he’s falling through the sky, anyway.

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She doesn’t kill the killer.

Honoring him with retribution would have been wrong. This is what Aang can’t understand: there is a rhythm to these things, a cycle. You must kill the one that killed the one you loved. That is also balance. But her mother’s killer was not a man so much as a husk of a human being, disintegrating in his guilt. 

“Katara?” Zuko asks.

She turns on her heels, the rain heavy in her hair, and opens her mouth. But she doesn’t know what to say, and instead watches the way the water forms rivulets in his hair, streaming into his eyes and down his neck, catching in the grooves of his scar.

He sighs, wiping uselessly at the water in his eyes. “I know we’re not… friends. Not really. But… I’m here for you, if you want to talk.”

“How did you get your scar?” she asks without thinking.

He stares at her. Slowly, his hand drifts up to press into the scar, and he sighs. “My father,” he says. 

This hits Katara low in the gut. As if winded, she steps forward, afraid to touch him again like she had when they were hidden in the glow of crystal tunnels, but wanting to understand this change shivering between them. “How could he do that to you?”

Zuko smiles, but he isn’t happy. It’s a smile of defense, and finally, she is starting to understand. “I was weak,” Zuko says. “And he hated me for it.”

She thinks about the man who had cowered on the ground and closed his eyes rather than watch a splinter of ice (not) kill him. She thinks about Azula, her fingernails charred from the lightning she bent. She thinks about Jet, willing to kill for the slight chance it might end the onslaught of pain and destruction. So many people willing to destroy, and now it was just her and Zuko, standing in the rain under the weight of the justice they failed to carry out.

“You didn’t hurt him for what he did to you?” she asked.

He shook his head. “That’s not my duty. I didn’t need to get him back in order to move forward.”

“Was it hard? Walking away?”

He reaches for her, then, pushing a wet strand of hair away from where it plastered itself to her forehead. “Yes. And no.”

“Yeah,” she agrees. “Yes, and no.”

---

Much later they sit under a red sky, the scent of smoke heavy on the air. The bandages around Zuko’s chest will need to be changed soon, but for the moment, all is quiet and still.

“How did you know?” Katara asks softly.

“What?”

“Where her lighting was going.”

Zuko shrugs, as much as he can without disturbing the bandages. “Instinct, I guess.”

Katara reaches out and takes his hand, interlacing their fingers together, savoring this moment. Everywhere she went, he was already there, even between her and a deadly crack of lighting from his own sister’s hand.

She looks at him, relieved that this time, she’d been exactly where he needed her to be, too.

#zutara #zutara fanfiction #naladot writes #naladot has writer's block #posting ficlets to tumblr to get over the writer's block

[ashreblogsnow]

She's my kid more than either of yours! (Todoroki's daughter x Step/Adopted Mom!reader)

(A/n) I'm dying, I gave her a American name just for the heck of it but if you want you can change it in your head. I decided im going to recommend songs to listen to while reading my stuff on some posts. I am sooo sorry to Momo and I do not actually think she would ever do this.

Song recommendation: Love me or Leave me by little mix

(warnings) crying, language, divorce, cheating, abandonment, adoption, legal stuff, arguing, favoritism, terrible parenting, hero work (not so hero-y now sho huh?), married falling apart, custody talk.

Readers pronouns and quirk: she/her, not important to this story but cell regeneration

Childs name: Violet/V

Italics are flashbacks

Word count: 1,150

"Mom can we watch Coraline?" I looked up from my phone to see violets blue eyes scanning my face silently. "Of course baby, do you want to wait until dad gets back to bake that cake?"

"Yes please" she stated, starting the movie and darting off the couch to make popcorn, possibly grabbing sweets.

I giggled softly as she stubbed her toe.

"Mooooooom-"

"Sorry, sorry!" I said through nonstop chuckles.

~

"Do you want a braid today or something different?"

"Can you do a high ponytail? I want to show off my cool hair"

I grabbed the hairbrush as she went on about how all of her friends would love it.

"There." I placed the hairbrush down on her vanity. See looked beautiful. Not that she didn't normally look beautiful, but this was truly amazing, her Short silk dress complemented her hair greatly. "You look beautiful V."

"I look like you." She stated smiling. Those simple words sewn together made my heart bleed and gush at the same time.

~

You see this was when V had just dyed the underside of her hair red. Her dads red. Since then her hair is back to black accept for the tips, she died those white. She said it reminds her of my quirk. It's crazy to think she's 13 now. wow, I'm old.

I cringed while letting out little bits of laughter. It was cut short by Violets voice from inside the house, sounding uncomfortable. Oh god, I thought her text meant Mia broke up with Oliver again.

"See there's moms car I better go help her take the ice cream to the basement." her voice sounding more and more generally frightened the closer she got to the door.

She opened the door eyes holding a mixture of emotions. "Mom let me help you with that she grabbed the ice cream tub from me racing across the driveway to the garage. "Hey- baby come back I want to eat that-" I chased after her.

"Honey- what's going on?" I came closer to her noticing the slight liquid in her eyes.

"I came home for my lunch cause I forgot to get it-"Damn it. I should have never gone to that conference so early. "-Only to see dad shoving his through down somebody throat, and when I asked who the bitch was-" Ok, since she just found my husband of 10 years cheating Ill let that word slide.

"-he said she was my real mom and then I asked to go to the bathroom and texted you. "

"Wait Yaoyorozu is in the house?" she nodded. That was we always called her.

~

"Mommy why don't I look like you?" little violet stated after minuets of build up. I was curious what the eight year old would ask but I never expected this.

"You know how some kids are adopted?"

"IM ADOPTED?!"

I pulled her into my chest when she started freaking out

"In a way, im not your birth mother, she was a women called Momo Yaoyorozu. When you were 3 your dad and I got married, but I had been taking care of you since you were 3 months, as your mom had fled the hospital soon after birth. Then when you were 5 I adopted you and became one of your legal guardians but if you want to stop calling me mom I understand" I pulled her away from my body only for her to push herself under my arms.

"Biological or not you are my mom, I even favorite you over dad."

~

"He tried to make me hug her and call her mom, I don't want to go back in there" I hugged her trembling figure

"you don't have to V I'll go talk to your dad."

"Thank you can I have your phone? I want to talk with my friends."

I handed over my phone and headed to the front door.

"What the fuck sho! V is scared shitless because you shoved this woman at her" I barged in the door gesturing to Momo's surprised form in the corner of the couch, holding a cup of tea. My cup.

"Sho? who's this?" the black haired woman asked.

"Oh he didn't tell you"

"Y/n-"

"Im his wife." I stated calming my voice sarcastically stretching my hand.

"Well I don't want you around my daughter" the woman stated gripping my finger and turning my hand away from her.

"Your daughter?" I scoffed exsausted already. "If she's your daughter what's her favorite movie? What was her third grade play?" the woman was clearly surprised by my words.

"Like you know that" she stated sipping on her tea, unbothered.

"Coraline. She loves whenever Charlie comes on. She has been trying to convince me to buy her a black cat for years now.

"It was sound of music, she got the lead."

"Babe take it easy even I don't know that" he tried to calm me only making me turn my head. now fuming.

"NO SHIT SHOUTO. WE ARE LUCKY IF WE GET TO SEE YOU ONCE A WEEK FOR TWO HOURS." I watched as his face twisted into one of offense. obviously I hit a nerve.

"because I have a fucking job y/n, I spend every minute of that time saving civilians and hunting killers."

"I know, but don't come in here scarring my daughter for life with the image of you shoving your tongue down Yaoyorozu over here's throat!"

"SHE IS MY DAUGHTER NOT YOURS Y/N" Momo raised her voice only putting more pressure on the dam that controlled my emotions.

"TELL ME WHAT HER FIRST FUCKING WORD WAS!"

"HOW OLD WAS SHE WHEN SHE WALKED FOR THE FIRST TIME?!" I was balling at the point somehow continuing as if I wasn't crumbling. (she was 1 year 2 weeks)

"WHEN WAS HER LAST DOCTORS VISIT?" 3 and a half months ago. She was checked for pneumonia.

"EXACTLY YOU DON'T KNOW BECUSE YOU LEFT. YOU DON'T DESERVE HER. YOU DON'T KNOW HER." I could feel my vocal cords screaming at the sudden strain.

"I changed the diapers, fed her, was there when she got her period, when kids were mean. I. was. always. there. Not doing whatever the fuck you were."

"I had things to do" she mumbled shrugging, quickly regaining her formerly calm posture.

"More important that an infant?" scoffing I turned towards the stair to my bedroom.

"What are you doing?" the half-cold half-hot hero questioned.

"Packing me and V's shit."

"who said you could take her?" his voice raising an octave

"I'm her mother. As long as she's here-" making a gesture at Momo resting my hand on the railing. "Violet doesn't want anything to do with either of you" I continued up the stairs only to pause again. "Oh, I'll see you in court for custody, I was planning a divorce but this is the last straw."

"Don't try to resist, she's my kid more than either of yours"

#im to tired for this #shoto todoroki #momo yaoyozoru #todoroki x reader #x reader angst #angst #i have a problem #bnha #reader x bnha #bnha todoroki #mha #mha todoroki

[lsmu]

I WANT YOU BACK – Prelude: I Want You Back おかえり

I sipped my black coffee silently as I laid back in my seat.

The aroma of alcohol, freshly brewed coffee, tea and both sweet and savoury pastries wafted into my nose, combined with the squeal of steaming milk in metal pour jugs, the hiss of coffee machines and the small whispers at every table. I set down my glass and picked up my white chocolate macadamia nut cookie and took a quick bite, savouring the sweet flavour of the pastry exploding in my mouth.

"Gosh... This is good..." I mused as I set the delicious treat back down.

I turned my sights to the streets of Kabuki-chō, Tokyo, soaking in the flickering coloured lights as people walked up and down the pavement. Those lights would be turned off soon. The sun was about to rise. It was dawn. Even in the early hours of the day... I could already see people walking to and fro.

I should really hide in Tokyo more often... Low crime, practically close to zero gang members–and hell–this killer eatery right in the middle of the buzzling district that had practically everything from around the world... This place was the reason I could get that jokbal for Momo after all earlier this year.

I found the coffee cup back in my hands again as I took another sip, letting the bitter taste wash down the sweetness of the cookie. I took a glance at my bag, finding my menpo mask sitting discreetly in itt, ready to be drawn out and dawned when the occasion called for it.

Huh... The occasion.

What was the occasion of my visit to this place in the first place? I looked up, finding the reflection of the neon sign from outside the place on the glass panels of the entrance, written in both alphabet and Japanese characters. Okaeri Izakaya おかえり. 'Welcome Home'.

Home...

Funny. Home had a lot of different meanings, at least for me. From childhood to college, Tokyo was my home. After I graduated and found work in Seoul, I started feeling at home in that city. Then, everything happened in 2026, and I thought I'd return home to Tokyo, to Okasan and Otousan... And to Sachiko, my sister. But then... I had to fuck up with the Yakuza, and since then... I didn't know what the word 'home' meant anymore.

Until... Well... Until Momo.

Momo... That girl. She brought me to her home in Kyotanabe. She introduced me to her lovely family, and... She gave me love. She made my heart feel warmth again, something I had never felt for a long, long time ever since I started running. To me... Hirai Momo was my home.

But... Right now, my mind was all over the place.

The last conversation I had with Momo was earlier today at around 3 in the morning. Her call woke me up from my sleep. She called me just before the IPG–or what's left of them–finally decided to go ahead with their plan to attack Park Manse in Incheon, to save the abducted girls. Hyejin was still nowhere to be found, so they had no police backup, but knowing them... They were capable.

Were they? At least I was glad the seven prototype Project Origin stun bracelets reached them in time for the mission. At least I knew that Momo was well equipped, and she was surrounded by the best of the best in the industry. But... They were singers and dancers, right? They were not fighters, they were not soldiers... Shit.

I checked my phone again. Still no replies from Momo. My texts to Sana hadn't even been read, my calls not accepted. I couldn't help but feel jittery at the moment. It's been hours since I heard from them. Were they okay? Did they manage to save the abducted girls?

"Heya, Buddy..."

I turned and saw my friend, Mizu Tsuki, walking over with a steaming cup of coffee in his hands. I flipped my phone screen down, pulling it closer to me as he sat opposite me.

"What do you think about the playlist?" Tsuki asked. I raised an eyebrow. "Hm? What playlist?" I asked.

He lifted a finger, pointing to the air. I listened more intently, and only then did I notice that some songs were playing through the sound system. I took a few moments to listen to the song, and I nodded and smiled.

"It's nice... Didn't know you have a good taste in music!" I said, poking fun at him. "Ah... Don't be so mean," Tsuki chuckled. "But seriously, this is so unlike you..." I sniggered. Tsuki shrugged. "Figured I could set up the mood better... Also good for customer retention! They can follow my playlist on Spotify, and everytime they hear the songs they'd be reminded of this place," he said.

I smiled and nodded. Tsuki was a good businessman. At that moment, a yawn escaped his mouth as he rubbed his eyes, and I chuckled as I looked at him. He did look tired.

"You should take a break from the coffee shop today," I said. "Get some rest..." "Yeah... This is not good for my health..." Tsuki admitted.

As the owner and bartender of an izakaya that opens late until early morning, Tsuki's sleep schedule was pretty much the opposite to everyone else. He'd sleep after closing up his izakaya at around 8 in the morning, woke up in late afternoon, prepared for the day, before working again when Okaeri opens at around 10 pm.

However, because he needed some extra cash, for the last year or so Tsuki had been working around the clock, turning the izakaya into a cakery and coffee shop during the day, which resulted in his decreasing hours of sleep. Initially he was okay with it, but lately Tsuki's health took a hit out of exhaustion.

"Gosh... I wish my little sis was here to help me run the coffee shop..." he mused. "Oh... That's right! When is she returning?" I asked.

Tsuki chuckled and shook his head.

"I don't know... Maybe in spring? Stardust is doing really well these days... Hey, did you get a chance to visit it when you were there?" he asked. I smiled and shook my head. "Nah... Was too busy with work back then. I'll pay a visit when I return," I said. Tsuki nodded. "You'll love it. The drinks selection is even more extensive than this place, and Rachel's a great host... I think you'll find her... Interesting," he said with a smile.

I chuckled. I had never met Tsuki's little sister who was currently running a bar in Seoul called Stardust, but he had shown me Rachel's picture before. She was indeed really beautiful and... Hot... But... Tsuki should know better.

"Oi... Stop setting me up with your sister. I'm already in a relationship," I said. He chuckled. "I know... I know... That's why you woke up at 3 this morning," Tsuki said.

I smiled and nodded. He stared at my phone as he sipped his coffee.

"Still no update?" he asked. I sighed and nodded. "Hai. No update," I uttered.

Tsuki had been playing a big part in my life on the run so far, hiding me in his small, comfy, cosy yet posh izakaya, giving me a place to stay and look for information as I laid low. To think that he did it without even asking a single question; not about the IPG, not about the Yakuza, not about anything. He even agreed to send that jokbal from Tokyo to Kyoto a day before Momo arrived... Without asking anything.

That's Tsuki for you. He was anything but nosy. He knew how to keep a secret, or let his friends keep their secrets from him. All he needed was me asking him for help, and he did. My university friend had helped me along the way countless times, and I would forever be indebted to him. Tsuki smiled warmly and adjusted his round glasses.

"Don't worry, Brother... Your girlfriend will reply soon enough," he said.

He knew I was waiting for a reply from my girlfriend, but he didn't know that the girlfriend in question was none other than Hirai Momo of Twice. The only thing he knew about my girlfriend was that she was of a 'high status'–as he liked to put it.

"Let's hope so... It's been hours," I chuckled. He smiled again. "Girls with high status... Am I right?" he remarked, sipping his coffee. "Exactly," I concurred.

I raised my glass to him, and he clinked his with mine before we both took another sip. That made me remember something.

"Hey, have you managed to get in contact with that girl you liked from high school?" I asked.

He chuckled and shook his head.

"Nope. Like I said: Girls with high status, much like your girl. The difference is your girl is actually your girlfriend, while mine... I'm just here hoping for a chance to see her again," he said. "You know, I can always help you find her... You know, with my... Expertise. What's her name?" I asked.

That was an offer I had proposed to him on many occasions, but Tsuki's response was always the same. He chuckled again and shook his head.

"No... I don't want to intrude on her privacy. If we're meant to meet again, we'll meet again," he said.

I smiled and nodded. Again, that's Tsuki for you. He respects people's privacy, almost to a fault. I took another sip of my whiskey, before turning to look at him.

"Your high school... Where was it, again?" I asked him. "Osaka. It's..." "Stop it! Please! Let go of me!"

Tsuki and I whipped around to see where that distressed female voice came from.

"Aww... Come on, pretty girl! I'll show you a great time!"

I sighed. It was a common sight in Japan, especially in red light districts such as Kabuki-chō. An old ass man was harassing a young girl, who looked like she was barely older than high school age. He must have been drinking since last night, and now...

"Fuck... It's him again," muttered Tsuki. I stared at him quizzically. "He's been here before?" I asked. Tsuki nodded. "A few times," he said, sitting and watching. I glared at him. "And?" I asked. He looked at me. "And what?" he asked. "And you're just gonna sit here? Are you not gonna stop him? You're the owner of this place!" I protested. Tsuki sighed. "I tried. But most like I'll get punched on the face again," he said, defeated. "'Again'?" "Yep... He's been here for the entire week, harassing girls. I tried to stop him, but that wrinkly ass fist of his met my mouth before I could even speak. He's quite strong, you know," Tsuki uttered. "W–Why... Why... Didn't you try punching back?" I asked incredulously.

Tsuki's glasses started fogging up as he scratched the back of his head.

"W–Well... I'm... A Pacifist, remember? And... A–And it's not like fighting is that easy... We're not in some game... Like Apex Legends or... Yakuza Kiwami..." he stuttered.

I stared at him in disbelief.

"Plus! He's an old man! What if I'm actually hurting him!" added Tsuki, as if that would do any good.

I sighed and shook my head, before standing up from my seat by the bar.

"Seriously, Tsuki... At least hire a bouncer!" I said. "H–Hey! What are you doing?" Tsuki stuttered.

I ignored him and picked up my menpo mask, before walking slowly towards the booth where the girl was being harassed. As I got closer, the stench of sake wafted into my nose. Typical... Creepy old ass drunken ojisan.

"Please! Let me go!" the girl cried.

So much for peace and quiet.

"Let her go," I said.

The ojisan turned around and sneered at me, her bald head reflecting the pink and blue neon lights from outside, making him look absolutely silly.

"What's that, Kid?" he asked, his nostrils flaring. His speech wasn't slurred, so he's not drunk. "I said: Let her go," I repeated.

He smirked.

"Who are you to tell a senior what to do, huh? Young people these days have no respect!" he spat.

Fuck. An alcoholic, a creep, and a typical Japanese grandparent? God damn... The bar was already on the floor and this man brought a fucking shovel.

"Ojisama, I am asking you respectfully: Let the girl go," I said as I took another step forward. "Why... You're troublesome, aren't you?" he growled.

He let go of the girl, who ran back to her friends, and held them close, quivering in fear. The Ojisan clenched his fists. I rolled my eyes. This man was built like a twig, how was Mizu Tsuki getting pushed around by him?

"I'm not troublesome. I'm just teaching you the meaning of personal boundaries," I replied. "Are you disrespecting me?" he glared. "Unfortunately so," I replied promptly. "Why you little punk... Why are you wearing that stupid little mask–?" "Are you drunk?" I cut him off. That offended him. Good. "HOW DARE YOU! I'll teach you some manners! Wattaa!!!" he cried.

I literally closed my eyes in disgust as he started doing some random moves, a bad copy of what Bruce Lee would do in his movies. Bruce Lee. Oh my God. So he wasn't drunk. He was much worse: He was delusional. I sighed.

"Come on, Ojisan. It's morning already. Maybe you should get some rest–"

My words were interrupted by a flinging arm. I dodged it quickly, and I saw his foot rising from the corner of my eyes. I lazily lifted my own to block the oncoming kick, meeting my shoe with his leg with a loud thud. He cried out, clutching his right leg as he hopped back, screaming in pain.

"UZAI! YOU JUST KICKED ME!" he screamed.

I sighed again.

"Just to be clear, Ojisan... You were the one who 'Wattaa'-ed in the first place," I said calmly.

He roared and came charging at me. I sighed and sidestepped him with ease, sending him tumbling towards the bar. He caught himself just before he was about to crash onto the bar counter, and he whipped around and glared at me. Seriously... When would he learn his lesson?

"You little piece of shit!" "Ojisan, you should really stop contradicting yourself... You said I was a punk, and now a piece of shit? Which one is it?" I decided to toy with him. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

His right hand rose, attempting to catch me with an uppercut.

Alright. Enough playing.

I caught his fist with ease. I pulled his arm up, drawing him close to me. I regretted the decision as the stench of alcohol assaulted my nose even more. Mental note: Install better air filters to the mask.

"That's enough, Ojisan. Stop it," I ordered.

The Ojisan grunted and had the audacity to try to knee me in the groin. Unimpressed, I caught his leg mid air, and with a quick sweep of my right leg, I swept his footing. With a surprised yelp, the Ojisan fell onto the floor as I released his leg, making him fall butt first with a loud thud.

I put a knee over his chest and pinned him to the ground. He struggled, but... Come on. He was weak.

"LET ME GO! OI! LET ME–"

SLAP

His eyes blinked rapidly as he realised that I had just slapped him on the right cheek, silencing him effectively. I grabbed the nape of his neck and brought his face closer to me.

"You've caused enough trouble. Now, out you go," I said calmly. "But–" "Out you go!" I roared.

I carried him over my shoulder with ease and walked over to the front door. I thanked Tsuki who was opening the door for me and I tossed him out like a bowling ball out of the Izakaya, onto the streets.

"Please don't come back!" I yelled, before slamming the door behind me.

As expected, he rose up and ran to the door, unashamed. I sighed and held the handle of the door from the inside, preventing him from forcing his entry.

"OI! OPEN THE DOOR! OPEN THE DOOR YOU BRAT! I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU!" he screamed from the other side of the door, banging on the glass.

Luckily it was reinforced, so it won't break, but this was a nuisance. I turned to Tsuki.

"Can we lock the door?" I asked him.

Tsuki nodded and walked swiftly behind the bar, taking out a key from a drawer and tossing it towards me.

"Here, catch!" he said.

I caught the key and quickly locked the door, before stepping back to watch the pathetic Ojisan banging and screaming outside.

"OPEN THE DOOR YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" he screamed.

I sighed and raised my smart watch, navigating through the apps until I found the remote app for the small taser I had secretly placed on his neck when I grabbed it earlier. I upped the voltage, making sure that the shock was equivalent to that over a static discharge... And I activated it.

"YEEEOOOWW!!!!"

The Ojisan jolted and yelped outside the door, flailing around and swatting his own neck and head like a crazy person. I held down the button as I smirked.

"S–Sabito!" Tsuki exclaimed in fear. "Relax. It's only 3000 volts," I said calmly. "What?" Tsuki asked. "It's like a thousand small rubber bands are stinging his neck. It won't kill him," I said.

I released the button, and the Ojisan huffed outside. I walked slowly towards the glass, bringing my face closer to his writhing face.

"Wanna keep doing this?" I taunted him. "You piece of–OWW!!"

I pressed the button again and released it quickly, hovering my finger above my watch.

"I've got all night... Keep talking. It's been fun!" I said. "F–Fine! Fine! I'll go! Just... Stop!" he begged.

Good. He finally learned.

I smirked under my mask as I straightened myself and stared dead at his eyes.

"If I ever catch you doing this shit again, you know what will happen to you. Understood?" I told him.

He whimpered and clawed at the nape of his neck, trying to find the device. I chuckled and brought my smart watch up so he could see it.

"Don't even try to find it. It's already embedded in your skin. One touch from me, and you'll feel the pain again. I can up the voltage to a lethal dose, you know," I said, sliding the gauge so it reached the maximum.

His eyes widened in fear.

"Okay! O–Okay! I'm sorry! I–I'll–I'll go!" he stuttered. "Good! Run along, now..." I said.

He did, still whimpering and clawing his neck. I chuckled and turned back, and to my surprise...

I was met with applause from everyone inside. The patrons... And Tsuki himself. I chuckled and lifted my palms, before sitting back at my seat by the bar. Tsuki smiled sheepishly as I took off my mask and emptied my cup.

"What... Are you a superhero now?" he asked jokingly. I chuckled. "Just... Doing what I do," I said.

Tsuki sighed and shook his head, but then he smiled wide and poured me another cup of coffee, before pushing it in my direction.

"It's on the house. As a thank you," he said kindly.

I smirked and lifted my cup, before sipping my drink. At that moment, I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder.

"A–Ano... Sumimasen..."

I turned around, finding the girl from earlier standing by my side. She bowed low, before smiling at me.

"Thank... Thank you so much for helping me. I–I... I was so scared," she uttered slowly.

I smiled. She was much younger than I was, of course, but I couldn't help but notice just how sweet and cute she looked. She reminded me so much of...

"Sachiko..."

My eyes widened.

"W–What?" I blurted. She was confused. "E–Eh? S–Sorry... That's my name. Uehara Sachiko," she said, smiling nervously.

I stared at her for a moment, before smiling and nodding.

"Don't mention it, Uehara-san. Stay safe," I said. "A–Ah, yes... Thank you again," she said, bowing low.

The girl ran back to her friends, and they continued talking together. I kept looking at her for a moment, before turning back to the bar. Tsuki noticed this.

"Missing your Sachiko?" he asked. I nodded. "Every single day," I muttered.

Tsuki smiled as he continued wiping the cup in his hands. Sachiko. I wondered when I would be able to meet her again. What the IPG was doing today... It was supposed to be the endgame, the one that brought this nightmare to an end.

Right... I should probably check my phone again...

One text message.

My heart stopped. It was from Momo. With trembling hands, I pressed for the message, opening it.

'We won. It's over.'

I breathed a sigh of relief. But... Why didn't she sound happy? Why did she only text me anyway? A victory... Should have made her ecstatic. What was happening? What... What cost did that victory claim?

"Updates?" Tsuki asked. I nodded. "Yes. Must have arrived when I was... Busy with that ojisan," I muttered.

Gulping, I pressed for Momo's number and called her. Dial tone... Dial tone... No answer. Shit. What was happening? In a flash, I drafted a new text message to my girlfriend.

'That's great! How are you? Is everything alright?'

Sent. Maybe she was busy. Maybe they were evacuating from the hideout in Incheon, maybe they were dealing with police and ambulances. Shit. Ambulance? Was she hurt? Why was I worrying so much?

"Everything alright?" Tsuki asked, sounding worried. "It's..."

My phone vibrated. A call. Tsuki nodded and pointed to the VIP room, so I could have my privacy. I rushed there and quickly grabbed my phone, bringing it to my ear without checking the caller ID.

"Yeoboseyo?" I said, instinctively changing to Korean.

Heavy breathing. It wasn't... It wasn't Momo's... It was...

"Someone-san?" the voice from the other end asked. A female voice. "Y–Yes. Who's this?" I asked, fear catching up with my breath. "It's... It's Ji-eun."

My eyes widened in surprise, and I pulled away from my phone for a second, checking the caller ID. It was indeed her... The Spymaster. I returned the phone to my ear.

"A–Ah yes, J–Jieun-ssi. Is... Is everything alright?" I asked. "Yes... Yes. Yes, everything's... It's... It's done," she said, but her voice was shaking.

I listened more closely. I could hear the sirens of police cars and ambulances, and... At least one fire truck? I... I could... Oh my God. I could hear a loud wailing in the background. It sounded so... So sorrowful, so desperate. So... Heartbroken. Oh my God. Who... Who was that?

"I–IU-ssi, that's... What happened?" I asked in fear.

IU took a long pause. When she spoke, her voice trembled.

"I–It's... It's... It... It's Tzuyu... S–She..." she trailed off. "What is it? What happened to Tzuyu? Is Momo okay?" I demanded. "Y–Yes. T–They're both okay... It's just... I'll... I'll let Momo speak to you in a moment. I'm... I'm calling to tell you that... T–That..."

IU struggled to speak. Shit. What was happening there? I waited anxiously.

"S–Sana... Sana told me to tell you that... T–That... That we'll bring you home soon. We'll send a team there to bring you home safely soon. Just... Just like she promised you and Momo," IU said.

She did promise to bring me back home as soon as Park Manse was defeated. That... That was a relief! That was a huge relief! I could finally go home... And so soon!

"T–Thank you, IU-ssi," I said. "W–Where are you now? Kyoto?" she asked. "No. I'm in Tokyo. I'll send you my location when you send your team here," I said. "Alright. H–Hold on to that. We'll update you as soon as we assemble the team. Might take a while... But... But we'll come. Stay... Stay safe, okay?" IU said. "I will," I replied. "Right. Here... H–Here's Momo," IU said from the other end.

I heard ruffling and shuffling, then the wailing sound became closer. IU must have been walking towards the source. Was Tzuyu the one wailing?

"Yeoboseyo... Sabito?" "Momo! Momo, Honey, are you alright? What... What happened? Who's crying?" I asked panickedly.

Momo was sobbing. She was sobbing uncontrollably. My heart sank. I really wished I was there right now, embracing her, comforting her.

"Momoring... What happened? Please tell me...." I whispered, my voice choking.

Momo took a few long moments, before finally taking a deep and long breath.

"S–Sabito... It's... Tzuyu's the one crying. It's... Ch–Chuyoung... Chuyoung didn't make it..."

#i want you back #lsmu #spinoff #momo #iu #sachiko #phase two #Spotify

[liyawritesss]

ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏ - ᴍʜᴀ ɢɪʀʟꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱ

Pairing: Various Characters

Genre: Headcanons

Synopsis: Ever wondered who of the MHA girls would be what in a Mafia?

Warnings: Grown Content, Grown MHA girls, mafia themed headcanons, mentions of murders

A/N: simply because the girls don’t get nearly as much love as they should; a female version of the male mafia post i made

ᴀꜱᴜɪ ᴛꜱᴜʏᴜ - ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ & ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴅ

With Tsu’s straightforward personality and bluntness, I feel like she’d fit a leadership role comfortably

She takes no bullshit and is incredible with making decisions and predictions about situations

Like deku, if her plans are followed thoroughly, all operations will be pulled of cleanly and without any hitches

ᴀꜱʜɪᴅᴏ ᴍɪɴᴀ - ꜱᴘʏ & ᴀꜱꜱᴀꜱꜱɪɴ

Mina is fucking stunning lets be honest here

Like Denki she has a laid back and sarcastic nature, and paired with her cleverness and wit, she is perfect for infiltration jobs and assassinations

I feel like Mina would have a bit of a sadistic nature to her, making her kills a bit more messy and a lot more entertaining for her.

Her number one way of getting guards to drop is definitely developing relationships and of course, seduction

She gets her job done while having fun doing it, what problems could arise?

ᴜʀᴀʀᴀᴋᴀ ᴏᴄʜᴀᴋᴏ - ɪɴᴛᴇʀʀᴏɢᴀᴛᴏʀ

Ochako is so sweet and charming, she’d definitely use this facade to get her victims to talk.

Normally she’d use her sweet appearance to deceive her victims, but despite her appearance her words are very menacing

It's a tactic that strikes fear in the hearts of her victims; how can someone so sweet be so sadistic?

However if that doesn’t work, a more sadistic side of her will come out

Ochako is very much into mind games and periods of torture that will slowly breakdown her victims to a pile of rubble

It takes time, but she gets her job done, and she does it beautifully.

ʏᴀᴏʏᴏʀᴏᴢᴜ ᴍᴏᴍᴏ - ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛꜱ/ᴇxᴘᴏʀᴛꜱ & ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴꜱ ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟɪꜱᴛ

Momo deals with the trading of the gang, which is a very hard and taxing job for her

People take her for granted because of her gender, therefore she’s had to assert her dominance in the underground trading industry

This also led to her fascination with weapons, which proved vital to all-female mafia in the long run

She’s more into the silent killer weapons, and chemically engineered ones are definitely fair game

Much less bloodshed than their rival all-male mafia, but just as effective, and even more lethal than grenades and rifles

If you enjoyed it, please leave a like, comment, and reblog for others to see! And don’t be shy to send in a request!!

#weapons tw #mafia tw #sadism mentiom tw #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #black reader #black tumblr #black academia #bnha imagines #mha imagines #bnha #mha #mina ashido #tsuyu asui #momo yaoyorozu #ochako uraraka #dark content tw

[hyacinthus-the-flower]

150 followers, woooo!

Thank you guys for being there for me, I truly do not know what I would have done without you.

So for this post I'm uhh.... I'm gonna tell my mutuals how much they mean to me

Starting with my very first follower, @wolfstarrysky Bitto, you've been there for me since the very beginning, supported me for more than 6 months now, and I don't think I would have come this far without you. Love ya♥️

Then my twinsie, @momo-all-the-way Momo, you may deny being a fluff ball, but deep down, you are one. I'm not saying you aren't the silent killer! You can be both at the same time. Look at Basilton. Also thank you for supporting me for this long and being by my side virtually. Love ya💕

@percabeth-stan-4-ever I know we don't talk besides the occasional ask, but seeing you go on reblogging sprees makes me smile every time. Thank you for bringing so much positivity to my dash. Love ya❤️

@flxss-bxbblxs hey lil sib. Thank you for being there for me, and helping me meet such amazing people in your Discord server. Truly would not have made it without you. Love ya💗

@sherlockisactuallyagaysname Pista, you're as crazy as me. And I love you for it. Thanks for helping me meet such amazing people through your Discord server. And thank you for helping me whenever I needed you. Love ya❤️

@holding-infinity-and-a-book thank you for answering my crazy asks and supporting me. Also, *steals the yeeted infinity because you kicked me out of the neighborhood*. Love ya💙

@asunshinepuff *singing to the tune of You're Welcome from Moana* What can I say except, I thank you! For all the wonderful things you did! I thank you! For bringing positivity to my dash! I thank you! For answering my crazy asks! I thank you! I thank you! Love ya💕

@anxiousbimess Dude, thank you so so much for supporting me. I really enjoy your blog. Keep bringing everyone who follows you great posts! Love ya♥️

@weirdbusywonder thank you for letting me show my crazy side! I don't think anyone else would have survived it. And thank you for keeping me happy with your shitposts and memes when I'm sad. Love you frem❣️

@keenmarvellover dude, you've been there for me the most out of anyone in the Discord server. Thank you. Sending you loads of hugs because I wouldn't have made it without you. Love ya💗

@reddish-green-personality you don't know how much your music helps me everyday. Seriously. Thanks dude. You're one of my favourite mutuals and your posts always bring a smile to my face. Love ya♥️

@gaymieee Thanks for being gay. And being very funny. Sending loads of hugs(if you're okay with them). Please do not calm down. Love ya❤️

@lloomy I think this gif captures my feelings about you perfectly

Sending you loads of hugs and love💗

@cipher-dorito I don't remember how we became mutuals, but I'm glad we did. Thank you for making me smile every time I sent you an ask. Love ya💕

@whythefuckdoiexist you're precious. Your reblogging sprees are usually so positive and funny and you always make me smile. Thank you. Love ya❣️

@wanna-buy-some-lettuce-kid kurkure! Thank you for being my other crazy friend and my first Instagram follower! Your doggo is the cutest. Love ya💗

Finally, @acereader Dadi, I really don't know how to thank you. You've always been there for me, more than my irl siblings have every been. You're more like my older sibling than my brothers could ever be(still calling you Dadi tho). Thank you

Also special mentions to @didyouputyournameinthegobi @crescentmoonsparkles @uvindi @extremelyweirdgirlinaweirdworld @something--pretentious @your-very-rude-neighborhood-ace @supermeh-krishnah @adoginthemanger @divschant @johnlock-rocks

I know we don't talk that much but I love y'all 💕

Please let me know if I'm forgetting anyone, I'd love to include them!

And thanks to all my followers. I know we don't talk much but I still appreciate you so much.

#150 followers #yay!

[linkeyblue]

Wonder Egg Priority Ep. 7

This is all entirely spoilers- but I've found a lot of the WEP fandom might not be capable of watching the new episode.  It is EXTREMELY triggering, featuring a suicide attempt and vivid depictions of self harm repeatedly throughout the episode.  It also features cults, and mentions a stringent, neglectful, potentially emotionally abusive mother-daughter relationship. If you still want to watch the episode with all this in mind, I've decided to put timestamps and a summary of the episode in case you don't want to watch it- but still want to know what happens. [SUMMARY AFTER KEEP READING BIT] Self Harm Timestamps- [12:36-13:20] [14:26-15:03] [15:36-15:31] [19:30-19:53]

Suicide Attempt/Suicidality Timestamps- [12:40-12:46] [14:55-14:57] [15:19-17:16] (Actual Suicide Attempt) [20:15-20:17]

Mother-Daughter Scenes (This is what the episode is focused on- so I'd recommend reading the summary if possible)- [1:11-1:58] [5:23-5:53]  (The conversation around her mom continues until 7:38) [8:17-9:35] (Rika and Ai vent about their mothers) [12:11-12:30] [20:32-21:27]

Cult Mention Timestamps- [12:03-12:10] [13:21-15:04] [15:21-18:42] (Most of the battle, but you still get to watch the final blow >:D)

Summary: The entire episode is Rika-centered, being featured entirely while on her birthday.  We see Ai going to school for the first time- asking for comments on her uniform from the group before saying they should hangout.  The scene cuts to Rika talking to her mother- who was passed out on the table.  Rika's mother offers her money as a birthday gift, and she immediately passes it back for information on her dad.  Through context clues regarding the background- we can guess that the mother is an alcoholic and smokes.  Rika and her mother get into a fight when Rika's mother comments that she's always asking about him, and that he abandoned them.  Rika gets angry, saying he abandoned her. The intro plays, and then it cuts to Rika running towards the group who are sitting down and eating.  She is presumably late.  Ai talks about her reasoning for going to school again- saying that beating herself up about it won't fix anything.  She also comments on how she's not getting bullied anymore, because most are avoiding her now. The conversation continues until Rika brings up her 'grumbling'.  She shows the others a handful of pictures- all with her mother and another man.  Her mother says that one of them is her father, she just doesn't know which.  Rika begins insulting her mother, and Momoe gets annoyed at her- saying she shouldn't be so rude to her. The table gets into a fight, which Ai doesn't participate in, and Rika stomps off after Neiru comments about her being codependent. Rika goes to a presumably abandoned part of school, laying down on a dusty couch.  Ai follows after her- and the two hangout for the rest of the day: calling themselves the 'Single-Mother Girls'.  The two both vent about their mothers for the rest of the- breaking off from the rest of the group.  Momoe texts apologies to Rika, and Neiru is shown to feel guilty because she feels as though she can't have female friends- as she always says what's on her mind.  Neiru mentions not having parents (though we don't know if this is literally or metaphorically.) Rika asks about Ai's dad- and Ai says that she visits him once a month.  Rika laments about not having a father figure.  She talks about how all she remembers of him is when he commented the line 'A beautiful woman never needs a wallet.'  Rika suddenly leaves to go home.  We see the beginning of what Rika fights against in this episode.  She is protecting a girl with long brown hair- tied up in a bun and all white, modest clothing.  The girl has a scar on half of her face.  She talks about Rika being 'saved' once the Wonder Killer appears. It cuts to Rika walking into her house- the front of which is a bar.  The people drinking there and her mother greet her, telling her to eat her cake.  She ignores them and walks into the house part of the building. She is shown trying to self-harm, but not being able to follow through with it because of the comfort of her pet tortoise.  She is also seen having explicit suicidal thoughts. We cut back to the battle- where Rika manages to hurt the Wonder Killer.  The victim she is protecting cries in agony, telling her about her home life- where she was troubled with her parents losing their jobs.  They had found their 'Mentor' who instructed them to give up on Earthly possessions to cure them of their karmic revenge from past lives.  She sympathizes with Rika's self-harming tendencies, showing her own scars and how Rika could be helped too. Ai and the others start to catch on that something is seriously wrong, using their amulets to listen in on what's happening to Rika.  We cut back to Rika's battle- where she has given up.  She lets the Wonder Killer attempt to kill her, commenting on how it doesn't hurt.  The victim supports her as it happens.  Ai and Momoe both beg for Rika to reconsider and give life another chance- not to give up.  Neiru remains silent, but looks troubled before finally joining in and telling her to pull herself together. Rika lets herself give in to a Hug of Life- which would be the final blow that kills her- if her tortoise didn't summon itself to protect her against the threat.  She suddenly realizes she had been a bad mother and had given up on her tortoise like she thinks her mom did with her.  She also realizes entirely that the Wonder Killer was a fake- because her mother had taught her that all men who ask for money are fakes.  Rika wills herself up, killing off the Wonder Killer.  Afterwards, she and the victim talk- and the victim comments about the both of them being weak for self-harming.  Rika owns up to it, but says it's how she copes and lets herself do normal things that she likes without guilt.  She knows it's bad for her, but that it's just a part of who she is.  She decides she wants to live. Rika is walks back to the gardens.  Momoe, Ai, and Neiru are all waiting there worriedly.  Momoe and Ai rush to hug her, and Neiru says, "..don't die."  You can tell it's genuine, and that she has no other way of expressing her worry. We cut back to Rika' house.  She walks into the kitchen, where her mother is drinking.  She grabs the cake from the fridge, and Rika's mother comments on how the cream on it most likely dried up.  Rika confirms this, quite bluntly.  The conversation continues, until Rika's mother asks if Rika will abandon her like everyone else.  Rika says, "Yeah.  ..But not now."  Rika's mother replies with, "I see." and an indiscernible expression.

#wonder egg priority #wonder egg priority spoilers #wep #wep ep 7 #message me if you want anything else triggered or explained! #tw self harm #tw suicide #tw suicide mention #tw cult

[beelzebubisbestwaifu]

Scenario where the boys and MC are watching a horror movie, (together with the family or just them and MC) but they don’t want to admit their scared so it’s up to NC to comfort them during or after the movie. You’re headcannons and fanfics are some of the best I ever read btw reading them is the highlight of my day.

For the hekk of it I’m gonna include what scared them. 

Lucifer:

Typical slasher flick, but its a movie about an older brother trying fruitlessly to protect his siblings from a killer. He basically watches a bunch of his loved ones die. 

Tries his best to hide how affected he is, but his eyes are just a little too glossy, his hands a little too shaky, his body a little too tense. 

“Lucifer, I’m scared...could you hold onto me? I’d feel safer with you closer.” 

Those little words help immensely. He clings to MC like he can will his family to be safer by squishing one tiny human to his chest. 

After the movie, Lucifer struggles to express his feelings about it, but he does manage to press his face into MC’s shoulder to hide the tears threatening to escape him. 

“I didn’t want you to see me like this...weak....”

MC gives him a forehead kiss and the duo just sorta stay locked in an awkward emotionally silent embrace. 

Mammon: 

Our favorite greed boi is awful with horror movies canonically. So for this one he gets scared by a paranormal activity ripoff. 

He s c r e e c h e s like a crow caught in a trap. 

“M-Mammon, please protect me...” 

His human needs him (even if it’s faked for his benefit) so his body is in “I’m the greatest” override. Clingy snuggles ensue. 

Post-movie, Mammon insists on sleeping in MC’s room “to protect them.” Of course, Asmo teases in the group chat that Mammon’s making a move on the human, but MC puts the kabash on that by saying they were scared from the movie and needed one of their pactmates to protect them. 

Mammon wraps himself around MC like a confused snake and they sleep uncomfortably. 

Leviathan: 

Japanese horror is straight up fucked. Japanese horror anime is even worse. 

Levi thinks that he can handle it since it’s just anime and he can watch anime. But when a scene pops up where one of the characters has their fingernails ripped off he becomes a little baby. 

“Levi, wanna hide under some blankets?” 

Leviathan is basically a snaky boi so he and MC hide under a massive pile of blankets to finish the movie. 

Falls asleep during the credits, his tail wrapped around MC like a lifeline. 

Satan: 

The Cube (the first one obvs). The psychological horror and illogical traps make his bookworm mind twist and melt in fear. 

Trying to be stone-cold and normal, but his eyes are wide with absolute terror. 

“Satannnnn....Could I hold your hand?” 

Keeps MC in his lap for the rest of the movie, his slender frame wrapping around them tightly. 

Once the movie is over, Satan insists on sleeping in the room “to fight off anyone looking to steal you, MC.” and honestly? Might as well let him. 

Asmodeus: 

Body horror. Skin peeling, hair ripping, bodies being mangled, it grosses him the frick out. 

Squeaky baby, unsure of how to handle the feelings squishing around in my chest. 

“Momo....I need snuggles.”

Being able to focus on a body he admires helps distract him from the screen. Scary scenes are cues for him to pepper MC’s neck in kisses and nuzzles. He eventually moves to massaging his human’s hip and being generally “netflix and chill”-y. But he wont actually try to get in MC’s pants, the time isn’t romantic enough. 

When the movie is over he insists on making MC participate in his skincare routine before forcing them to snuggle him to sleep. 

“That movie was awful for my skin, but snuggles can fix this. Come here.” 

Beelzebub:

Pet Semetary. This is a lot more sad.

He’s big, strong, and scary. But Beel is also a huge softy, so he gets upset when animals or people die. 

“Beelzebaby? could I sit in your lap? I made popcorn...I’ll feed ya.” 

He likes having MC so close, and when paired with the many snacks available it gets so much better for him. 

When the movie actually ends, he keeps MC close. Not moving his stronk arms. 

“I didn’t like that. Could we stay in my room tonight? I want to keep an eye on you and Belphie.” 

Beelzebub ends up forcing Belph to snuggle with him and MC. 

Belphegor:

Saw. Being trapped in a place where you might die hits close to home. 

Any disgusting self-mutlation twists Belphie’s face into a disturbed expression. He’s not a fan. 

“Cmere. If I’m gonna fall asleep during this movie, I want to be close to you Belphie.” 

Big snuggles, he hates the idea of MC feeling scared so he tries his best to take care of them. 

“I wont let anybody hurt you, MC.” Said with intent to comfort himself more than anyone else. 

Diavolo: 

Nobody expects the demon prince to be scared, but for some reason the Ring movie playing freaks him out. 

“Dio baby do you need me to turn the movie off?...no? okay... here, hold onto me.” 

He h a t e s it. hates the gross visuals, hates the creepy videos, hates it all. 

MC puts on a happy documentary about service dogs to comfort the poor frightened demon man. The concept of service dogs makes him so darn happy so it balances out the fear. 

“I’m going to let Lucifer know you will be staying here tonight. I don’t feel comfortable sending you home at the moment.” 

Diavolo’s bed is really huge. So after watching a cute movie detailing how service dogs pick their people he ends up just falling asleep with MC in his arms like a teddybear. 

#obey me #swd #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #shall we date

[ilovefandoms102]

Part 5- Shape of My Heart

Pairing: Rudy Pankow x Plus Size Reader

Summary: Falling in love with someone you can never have is the worst feeling in the world...

Taglist:

@jeyramarie​​ @drewswannabegirl​​ @teamnick​​ @jiaraendgame​​ @agirlwholovescoffee​​ @outerbongs​​ @jaxxandcomet​​ @velyssaraptor​​ @baby-pogue​​ @they-write-once-in-a-blue-moon​​ @must-be-a-weasley-92​​ @kaitieskidmore1​​ @ma10427​​ @ifilwtmfc​​ @lasnaro​​ @justcallmesams​​ @judayyyw​​ @lonely-kermit​​ @gviosca​​ @iamaunicorn4704​​ @jellyfishbeansontoast​​ @fernweh-fangirl​​ @runway-to-my-aid​​ @eb15​​ @hurricane-abigail​​ @tangledinsparkles​​ @fandom-phaser​​ @sunwardsss​​ @http-cherries​​ @bibliophilewednesday​​ @evaporatedrosepetals​​ @thetomatosaucee​​ @tomatosauceagent​​ @redosmo​​ @ilikealotofpeople-younotsomuch​​

Part 4 Part 6

Note: School is starting for me which means I more than likely won’t get to update as often, but I am still going to try! I hope you guys enjoy and let me know what you think!

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Rudy was wrapped around me like a koala bear, soft snores falling from his lips. The sun was shining through the curtains, a perfect day to go swimming. Luckily since I had met them all at the beach, they had already seen me in a bathing suit. I tried to extract myself from my current position, but Rudy’s hold tightened on me the more I moved. I huffed, debating on just waking him up. I tried one more time, a groan sounding from the man next to me. 

“Stop moving,” he whined, his deep morning voice sending chills all over me. 

“It’s prime tanning time Ru, let me up.” I chuckled.

“I’m comfy,” he mumbled, cuddling further into me. 

“We have plenty of days to be lazy, come on.” I encouraged, patting his shoulder.

He huffed dramatically, flipping off of me. I jumped up, filing through my stuff to get my bikini. I jumped when I turned around, not expecting Rudy to be right behind me. He stared into my eyes, making me a bit nervous. He pulled me into a hug, laying his head on my shoulder.

“I’m tired.” he grumbled, his lips brushing my skin.

“You don’t have to come with me if you want to sleep.” I offered, rubbing his naked back. 

“I don’t want to be by myself.” he complained, moving to kiss where his lips hit my skin. 

I froze in place, not sure what to do now. I was confused, scared, and now horny. I shuffled lightly in his hold, trying to act like what he did wasn’t affecting me in a major way. He sighed, pulling away. I smiled as I trekked to the bathroom, millions of thoughts racing in my head.

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Maddie C and Chase were already out in the pool when Rudy and I came down, Chase begging Maddie to get in with him. I threw my towel down on the chair, busting out some tanning oil spray. With the help of Maddie, I doused myself to hopefully bring some color to my pale features. Back home the weather couldn’t seem to make up its mind, sometimes being really hot one day then freezing the next. I sat down on the chair, my legs on either side as I scrolled through my phone for a minute. Rudy sat on the open space, looking at me expectantly.

“What?” I laughed.

“You did not drag me from my peaceful slumber to just sit here, get in the pool.” he commanded, pointing at where Chase was standing. 

“I want to lay out for a little bit,” I scoffed, moving my legs to his lap since he wouldn’t move. 

“Baby, get in the pool now!” he exclaimed, a grin coming to his face.

“Oh my god if you’ll shut up!” I huffed, glaring at him as he cheered. 

I dipped my toe in the water, surprised that the water was actually warm. I felt Rudy’s presence behind me again, his hands gripping my hips.

“Don’t you dare!” I hissed, whipping around to grab his wrists.

“What? I’m not doing anything.” he innocently tilted his head.

“I’m getting in, don’t fucking push me.” I giggled.

“You mean, like this?” he questioned, taking a head start to push both of us in the pool. 

I resurfaced, pushing my wet hair back. Rudy came up a second later, wisely he swam a little ways towards the deeper end of the pool. I turned around, deciding to give him the silent treatment. Chase and Maddie were cackling at us, Maddie gripping her stomach from how hard she was laughing. I swam to the shallow side, purposefully not looking at Rudy.

“You’re in trouble now Ru,” Chase grinned, quirking a brow.

“I’m hungry, you guys ok with me running to McDonald’s?” she asked, earning a nod from me.

Chase and her headed out, leaving just Rudy and I. I heard him swim closer to me, I made sure to keep myself from looking at him. He stood in front of me, my eyes casting down into the pool. I pouted, hoping he would feel bad.

“Are you really not talking to me?” he asked, silence from my end.

“Y/n...babe, talk to me. I’m sorry.” he whined, flopping himself in my arms. 

I didn’t move though, trying my hardest to not smile. He wrapped himself around me like a child, not letting go of me even when I tried to pry his arms away. He buried his head in my neck, crying dramatically. 

“Baby I’m sorry, please talk to me!” he cried, I couldn’t contain my smile anymore. 

I busted out laughing, throwing my head back. He pulled his head back to grin at me, his eyes shining in the sun. I caught his gaze, the both of us going silent. Rudy stood to his full height, caging me in by putting his arms on either side of me. My breath hitched in my throat, having to lean my head back since he towered over me. He leaned closer, forehead coming to rest on mine. Our lips just brushed together when a voice sounded out.

“Hope we aren’t interrupting!” Maddie B yelled, her girlfriend Mo and JD trekking behind her.

“I was wondering when I would see your face JD,” I chuckled, swimming closer to the edge where they were. 

“We missed you at dinner last night man.” Rudy spoke, bro hugging JD.

“Glad you could make it college girl!” JD smiled.

“Hey girlie long time no see!” Mo greeted, leaning down to hug me.

“So glad to see you Momo,” I grinned.

JD and Rudy ended up getting in a major splash war, which gave me enough time to escape the water so I could lay out for at least a few minutes. I chatted with the girls, Maddie C and Chase coming back finally. Maddie C passed out our food, Chase joining Rudy and JD. 

“So y/n, what was that we walked in on?” Maddie B asked, Mo wriggling her brows.

“Nothing,” I murmured.

“Wait, what?” Maddie C inquired.

“That was not nothing and you know it.” Mo inputed.

“Ok...we might have almost kissed, but I think it was just an in the moment kind of thing.” I shrugged.

“Y/n, stop being so delusional.” Maddie C ordered, as if it could just be that easy.

“You guys just don’t get it.” I murmured, my mood taking a huge downfall.

“Then help us understand,” Maddie B said, placing her hand on my arm comfortingly. 

“I was bullied...for my entire life because I’m not thin. Never had a boyfriend, never even kissed a guy, and I’m just scared. I’m scared it’s too good to be true, and Elaine seems to have something for Rudy anyways...I don’t want to get in the middle of that.” I rambled.

“I’m so sorry you had to go through that. You know you’re one of our best friends, every single person here loves you. You are beautiful y/n, if anything you’re way out of Rudy’s league.” Maddie B informed, Maddie C and Mo agreeing. 

“Our lives wouldn’t be the same without you y/n, I think you have a killer bod babe. I’m sure Rudy thinks the same or he wouldn’t stare at you all the time.” Maddie C giggled.

“Thank you guys, I just don’t want to read too much into things...I don’t want to get my hopes up. My heart’s been broke too many times I don’t think I could handle it, especially with Rudy. I couldn’t bear to lose him...” I sighed, looking at the boys who were wrestling each other. 

“Are you ladies just going to sit there all day?” JD shouted, splashing water at us.

“We’re talking shit about you all.” I laughed.

“That’s not surprising, that’s all you girls do.” Chase scoffed, running his hand through his wet hair.

“After I took care of you last night...that’s a low blow babe.” Rudy sighed, shaking his head. JD quirked a brow at his friend, looking to Chase. The man shook his head, I guess signalling he didn’t know what was going on. 

“That’s what you get for taking up the whole bed.” I smirked, a mock offended expression on Rudy’s face.

“I’ll remember this,” he nodded.

“Oh come on guys, we don’t want to hear about you all doing the nasty.” Maddie C groaned, both Rudy and I’s cheeks turning a bright red.

“It wasn’t like that.” I griped, shoving her slightly.

Chase used the moment we were distracted to snatch Maddie C up and throw her in the pool, a scream escaping her as she hit the water. I cracked up as I watched them play fight in the water. I started to get hot, the LA sun taking its toll. I sat on the edge, my legs dangling in the pool. Rudy swam closer to me, standing between my legs. 

“Get in with me,” he pleaded, tugging on my arms.

“I will, just give me minute to get used to the water Ru.” I giggled.

We swam for hours, my chest hurting from how much I had laughed. It distracted me from my internal thoughts about what happened earlier with Rudy almost kissing me. I wondered if he really did like me, or if this was some kind of game. I didn’t think Rudy was the type for games so I scratched that off my mental list, but I just couldn’t fathom how he could possibly have feelings for me. 

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All of us somehow ended up in my room, scrolling on the TV to find a movie. We had just about everything from Chase’s pantry on the bed, drinks sitting on the end tables. JD wanted to watch a scary movie, the girls protesting against it. Call me weird, but I loved scary movies. The thrill always excited me, so his choice didn’t phase me at all.

“Y/n, you’re our guest.” Chase said, everyone looking to me.

“I love scary, but if no one else wants to watch it I’m cool with whatever.” I shrugged. 

The guys cheered, JD choosing Insidious, one of my all time favorites. Rudy cuddled me close to him, his eyes intently focusing on the screen. I had seen the movie millions of times, so the jump scares didn’t get to me anymore. I cackled when one of the girls would scream, or the guys would shout. Rudy hid his face in my neck at some parts, his hold on me tightening. Once the ending credits rolled, we put on a Disney movie to calm everyone’s nerves. My eyes began to droop, my head falling on Rudy’s chest. He played with my hair, his soft movements lulling me to sleep.

“You ever gonna grow some balls bro?” Chases asked.

“I don’t even know if she likes me back man,” Rudy sighed.

“You all are so perfect for each other, better shoot your shot before it’s too late.” Maddie C spoke. 

“Yeah I guess you’re right, I’ve made it so blatantly obvious, but she doesn’t seem to respond.” he rambled.

“Talk to her about it, not gonna hurt anything to have that communication.” Maddie B said.

“I think I might just do that, I can’t wait any longer for her to catch the hint.” he sighed.

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[hellflame-for-a-reason]

Ingenium Fracta

Chapter three: Fear and pain

Tw: funerals, doctors, suffocation, nightmares.

"Dear friends and family, we are gathered here to celebrate the life of Iida Tenya; honoured friend, beloved son and brother. He was a good young man, taken from us too soon. Tenya was a model student and a perfect future hero, who was taken from us by an event none could see happen. It's safe to say that he's in a better place now, he's-"

There had been a funeral, the entire class had shown up. No one really spoke, it was nice catching up with Tensei he supposed, but the fact that it was at a funeral for the poor man's brother really put a damper on things. Aizawa had never felt more guilty for anything in his life, he couldn't believe he'd let a student die like that, how could he be a teacher now?

They never even found the body, Aizawa figured it was because Iida had been fighting Shigaraki at the time. That poor boy, Aizawa couldn't imagine what his family was going through. Class 1-A had completely refused to vote in a new class president, seeming offended at the very idea. Aizawa couldn't blame them at all and he managed to get Nezu to agree that the class would be fine with only a vice president. It was going to be a bit difficult for poor Momo but she was adamant she could manage, replacing Iida would be an insult.

Recently, Aizawa had found himself having regular nightmares about losing more students. It was one of those nights where Hizashi found him, he didn't know where Hizashi had been but he didn't really care. All that mattered to Aizawa was that his loving husband was now holding him gently, "Sho? What's wrong? Did you have a bad dream?" He nodded in response and was suddenly lifted up and placed onto Hizashi's lap, a hand combing through his hair, "it's ok babe, it wasn't real, it's just a nightmare."

"I dreamt I lost more students…"

"Oh Shouta…" Hizashi kissed the top of his head, "it isn't your fault, it never was. You couldn't have known the villains would be there, no one could."

"But…" he was crying now, "I'm supposed to be their teacher, Hizashi, I'm supposed to be a hero!"

"You are a hero! You're EraserHead! Those kids adore you Sho! And they don't hold a single thing against you, please don't hold it against yourself." He was brushing Aizawa's hair now, making sure to be careful of all the knots and tangles. Aizawa had no idea where he found such a perfect husband, he certainly didn't deserve someone so loving. "You did everything you could, but you had to watch the whole class, it's understandable that one slipped through the cracks."

It was silent for a bit after that, Aizawa just sat there trying to process Hizashi's words as the husband in question continued to brush his hair- he was braiding it now. It was very bad when Aizawa couldn't sleep, he usually slept through everything, his thoughts had to be incredibly bad if they were keeping him awake. The guilt that followed losing a student was more than enough though, not only that but it had been the class president, it had been Tenya Iida, Aizawa used to be in the same class as Tensei; the guy was the sweetest, most caring hero they had in their class. It really showed when he saw how Tenya behaved with class 1-A, everything he did reminded Aizawa of Tensei, but now seeing Tensei's face at the funeral, Aizawa had only seen Tenya. What a horrific way for the tables to turn.

The Iida's were a proud family, with a long and incredible lineage; they'd been doing good for people before quirks even evolved. Aizawa had always known them to be a little stuck up in their attitudes, Tensei being the clear outlier- the more he'd seen of Tenya, the more he realised both the Iida brothers were outliers. The funeral had been the first time he'd ever seen any of the Iida's cry- well except from Tenya, who had cried when the hero killer had hurt Tensei and was now unable to cry at all, or even feel emotions. Aizawa couldn't blame Iida's parents for crying; their baby had just died after all. They'd had one hell of a year, first Tensei's legs and now their youngest son.

A child had died. That was the hardest part for Aizawa to cope with; the fact that a child, barely 16, had died due to his failings as both a teacher and a hero. The civilians that had been on the same floor had praised Iida, commenting that they had felt safe around the next Ingenium. They told everyone about how cool and composed he had been when instructing them to evacuate and then one even mentioned him running in to disarm the villain. Aizawa honestly couldn't have been prouder of the kid, Iida had been the perfect picture of a model hero. That's what it was all about, saving and protecting the public. That was why Aizawa was a failure; he couldn't even save one child.

Unfortunately, there was nothing they could do now. It was too late to save him. So all Aizawa and everyone else could hope to do was move on and grow from it, he had argued with Nezu for the fourth time about getting his class a specialist councillor and he'd finally agreed to it, saying he'd look for one. His kids really needed it, Aizawa could well imagine how the death of a classmate felt to them, and it wasn't any classmate either; it was their beloved class president. When the news was broken to them, Aizawa had even seen Mineta and Bakugou shedding tears, and neither of them were even friends with Iida.

It was safe to say that everyone would miss the boy greatly, Aizawa didn't even like calling him a boy; Tenya Iida had proven himself more of a man then Aizawa was. The hero course favoured the flashy and the violent, but true heroes like Iida were really overlooked. Aizawa would make sure to praise the model students he had in the future, he shouldn't waste so.much time with the problem children. There should be a balance; heroes are supposed to be the protectors, but who protects the heroes? Aizawa would've liked to say it was him, but clearly he was lacking in that department.

-

Black smoke, filling his lungs, stealing his air. He was choking, he was on the floor. He'd been asked to revv his engines, to show what they could do, now he was choking on his own exhaust fumes. He was on the floor, when did he fall to the floor? There was yelling all around him and he wasn't sure what was going on in the slightest. He felt his consciousness slipping away from him as he gasped for air, his eyes were shut tight but he could feel the tears running down his face. He finally lost consciousness as he heard one of the men yelling, "get both! Just in case!"

When he came to, he was laying in a bed. Judging by the room it was probably Toga's bed, the mattress was so soft and the aching feeling in his legs didn't feel so bad when he lay there. He was surrounded by Toga, the burnt man and three men Tenya hadn't met yet. One man was wearing a full body suit, in blacks and greys, the second man was clearly just a mechanic, the third being a doctor, both the two regular men were clearly being held at gunpoint. Tenya had the vague idea that this was illegal, but he was too tired to think much of it.

"Are you alright kid?" The burnt man asked, putting a hand on the bed frame, "apparently part of your engine got disconnected and we had to get a doctor and a mechanic to fix it for you."

"Oh," Tenya paused, he hadn't considered the fact that bring trapped under rubble would affect his engines, although to be fair, he didn't really understand how his engines worked- or at least he'd forgotten, "well they do kind of ache…"

The doctor nodded, "that'd be the stitches, they'll ache for a little while but they should degrade on their own… can I go home now?" The mechanic looked just as desperate to leave as the doctor, and both men were led downstairs by the man in the catsuit.

Toga sat on the bed next to him, "normally I like seeing boys all injured like that, but that was really scary- there wasn't even any blood!" She frowned at him, "are you sure you're alright? I don't want my new friend dying on me!"

"I'm fine, don't worry. I'm from very hardy stock."

The burnt man raised an eyebrow at that, "do you remember what stock? Recall any family members?"

"Hmm…" unfortunately Tenya still couldn't remember anything about his family outside of his last name, "still no, my apologies."

"Don't apologize kid, they abandoned you too didn't they? Didn't even care that their kid 'died', only about those poor, defenseless heroes."

"Yeah!" Toga added, frowning, "those meanie heros left you to die! You shouldn't care about them!"

Tenya nodded, that made sense to him. The thought of people calling themselves heroes leaving someone to die in a wreckage made his blood boil- he hoped that didn't translate to his engine, he didn't want to put any strain on it at the moment. Instead he just watched them leave the room, and he settled down for a nap; he may as well use Toga's bed whilst he had it.

Dispite Kurogiri's concern, Tenya had ended up moving into Toga's room anyway; they were the only ones close enough in age and since Tenya was gay and Toga already had a crush, the adults figured it would be fine. Tenya had been happy to help the burnt man, who Tenya later found out was named Dabi, set up his bed. Kurogiri even bought him an Ingenium poster, which Tenya found off because he could have sworn that *he* was Ingenium… but nevertheless, Tenya found it very nice of him, he hadn't been expecting that. The man known as Twice somehow managed to get him a new pair of glasses as his last pair had been broken, he'd also bought Tenya some bedsheets and pillow covers, as well as many books to help Tenya keep up with his studies.

In fact, Tenya was studying when Toga looked over at his book, "whatcha doin'?"

"I'm reading about algebra, see?" He showed her the notebook he was trying the questions in, "it's like maths but there's letters! It's rather fun!"

"Why would there be letters in maths? That doesn't make any sense!"

He chuckled at that, shuffling to the side so she could get on the bed with him, "oh it's easy when you think about it, come on; I'll show you." He put his bookmark in the book and flipped back a few chapters, understanding that Toga would probably need something a little easier.

"Let's try something simple, okay?" He smiled at her, beginning to write the question down when she nodded. "So let's say that A means one, and B means two, what would A plus B make?" He wrote the question down as he said it, making sure it was clear.

She nodded slowly, taking the pen from Tenya as she slowly wrote down the answer, at least she understood basic maths- although her handwriting was terrible. "Is it three? Or do I have to write down another number?"

"Well technically you're right, unfortunately the rules of algebra dictate that the answer would be AB."

Toga proceeded to look at Tenya like he was a moron, "so it's not even numbers? Why is it still maths?"

He sighed, unsure of how to explain it to her, "well you've got to figure out how to shorten the question I suppose, it doesn't entirely make sense- but that's what makes it so fun!" He smiled, knowing there was no point in explain it to her, she hadn't finished middle school so there wasn't much of a chance of her grasping algebra.

"You're so weird Ten-chan! Stick to liking murder like the rest of us!" She giggled, they both knew there was no malice behind that, her genuine smile showed that. Toga got off of the bed and went back to her own, toying with her knife. "Do you want to talk about Izuku?"

"Who?" Tenya didn't think he'd ever heard that name before, but he had a funny feeling of deja vu from it.

"Huh?" Toga was once again looking at Tenya like he was stupid, "you know? Green hair, freckles? Sometimes goes by Deku? Izuku Midoriya?"

A gasp, "Midoriya?" Tenya knew Midoriya, he loved Midoriya! Midoriya was his best friend, was Izuku his first name? Tenya felt a little guilty that he didn't know his best friend's full name, or even how he looked. To be fair though, he did have memory issues, so he couldn't be blamed really.

"Yeah! That's Izuku's last name! You wanna talk about him?"

"Of course I want to talk about Midoriya! He's my best friend!"

Toga giggled, taking out her phone and beginning to show him the photos she'd taken. They were photos of Midoriya, Tenya instantly recognized him, despite not remembering his face. The fear on his face in every photo was particularly familiar, and Tenya found himself having flashes of an image in his head, of nothing but pure worry and stress on Midoriya's face. Toga snapped him back to reality, beaming happily, "isn't he cute??"

Tenya had to nod at that, "his hair is very fluffy, and I like his freckles." He did agree with Toga, Midoriya was a lot more adorable than Tenya had expected. This was his best friend? Oh Tenya must be the best at making friends then, to befriend someone so pretty.

"I know, right? I like him best when he's covered in blood!"

"Why?"

A moment of silence and Toga paused, "I don't know, just think he's attractive," she shrugged, clearly not having a real answer. Tenya didn't really mind, he was just curious, he didn't actually care either way.

#iida tenya #eraserhead #villain!iida #toga himiko #dabi #twice #kurogiri #present mic

[hey-there-love]

Foolish

Summary: Being the new kid is hard right? Try moving across the world to attend the elite hero course at U.A. Unfortunately following the path of straight and narrow is difficult when you find a blonde ball of death throwing twists in it. Nobody said it was easy. New experiences, new friends, new interests...what could go wrong?

Chapter 3: Happy Tears

Content Warnings: adult language, cringy situations, eventual smut

WC: 2.5K

You all made your way to the kitchen and everyone began to make their plates. “Y/N get us some water and I’ll get the food!” Mina said sweetly before pointing you in the direction of the cups.

“Oh it’s alright Mina I can serve myself.” You said reaching for a plate.

“Y/N come on, what’s the Japanese food have you eaten before?” She said and swatted your hand away.

You looked down at your feet and responded quietly, “Sushi and Ramen.”

“Trust me. I’ll hook you up.” Mina laughed and ushered you off. You shrugged and grabbed your drinks before making your way to the long table to sit next to Yaoyorozu.

“So what is this meal that’s already making my mouth water?” You questioned staring at her plate.

“This is Yakisoba. It’s a summer time dish. It’s basically fried noodles, cabbage, vegetables, and pork all mixed up in a barbecue sauce. Iida, Koda, and Shoji prepared this together.” She said thumbing to the three chefs in the kitchen admiring their work. “Sato made a big cake for dessert to celebrate too!”

Mina returned and slid the plate in front of you. You all waited until everyone sat down before digging in. Iida began to clear his throat as he stood at the end of the table.

“Classmates! We usually don’t eat together like this due to conflicting schedules, but tonight is special. We welcome our new classmate Y/N to U.A!” There were cheers and bangs on the table, making you blush. “As outstanding students of this fine institution it is our job to make her feel as comfortable as possible with open arms! We begin classes again next week after our short break” There were some groans, he shot the objectors a look and adjusted his glasses before continuing. “Let’s not forget why we’re all here. To train to be the greatest heros of our generation! Make sure you’re caught up on all your reading and homework as we approach Monday!”

“Iida we love you dude, but can you wrap this up? We’re starving!” Kaminari snickered and elbowed Sero.

“Yes well...dig in!” Iida finished and sat back down. You carefully picked up your first bite with the chopsticks and placed it in your mouth. The explosion of flavors erupted in your mouth as you moaned slightly.

Uraraka raised her eyebrow at you and asked, “That good huh?”

You nodded quickly and wiped your mouth. “The chopsticks I’m sorta nervous about, but I swear I don’t think I want to eat American Japanese food ever again.”

Your side of the table laughed. “Yeah they don’t have shit on us.” Sero said popping his t-shirt, earning a laugh. The rest of dinner went by quickly. Before you knew it you were full and probably needed to be helped up from your seat.

“Oh god, I think I’m going to have to work out twice as hard tomorrow.” You groaned and put your hand on your forehead. Mina patted your back and agreed.

Afterwards all the girls migrated to the kitchen to clean up since the boys cooked.

You washed, Jiro rinsed, Tsu dried, Mina and Mimi packed up left overs, while Uraraka and Hakegure wiped down. There was a lot of dishes to wash, but you knocked them out fast since you were all chatting.

Come to find out you and Jiro had a lot of common music interests. “Finally someone has taste around here.” She commented.

“Hey! I’m sorry we all don’t appreciate rock, but she was literally singing Ariana Grande in the bathroom earlier!” Mina pouted pointing a spatula at you.

You put your hands up in defense. “What can I say? I’m a music fanatic. Rock and Rap are for working out, Pop is for good vibes and Alternative is for relaxing.”

“Good vibes?” Tsu pondered out loud.

“Sorry, I forgot figures of speech were a little different here. Good vibrations. Meaning you’re feeling at peace, happy, relaxed. You can also feel bad vibes which are the opposite.” You explained.

“Oh ok, so Bakugo gives off bad vibes?” Tsu asked putting two and two together. You all cackled.

“Yeah something like that.”

“I think he’s just got a wire loose somewhere up there.” Momo replied and pointed to her head.

“No that’s definitely Denki. That’s why he shorts out all the time.” Jiro shot back and threw her thumbs up in the air and started to look off into space. That made the girls laugh harder. You looked confused.

“Oh trust me you’ll see. It’s hilarious.” Hakegure said patting your head.

“I don’t think you should be talking about your man like that Jiro because we all know he makes that face infront of you than anyone else.” Mina retorted and smirked. Urarka slapped a hand over her mouth to cover her laughter as Jiro turned pink.

“Oh yeah? At least I don’t sneak pictures of Sero shirtless Mina.” She short back.

“It was one time!” Mina cried out. By this time everyone was breathless from laughing hard.

“Damn Mina! Seriously?” You howled and almost fell over.

“Atleast Bakugo didn’t touch my panties!” Mina said and then quickly shut her mouth. “Oh shit, I’m sorry” she choked out before all the girls turned to you and screamed out.

“WHAT?”

“Mina!” You hissed. You were flooded by questions as you had to retell the story you told Mina in confidence.

“I would literally die. Like you would have to bury me in the courtyard, Y/N. How are you still standing?” Momo grabbed her chest.

“Well...I guess it gave him something to remember me for?” You tried to make light of the incident.

“Oh don’t feel bad Y/N! Izuku has unfortunately seen mine too.” Uraraka said, attempting to make you feel better.

“Oh don’t act like he doesn’t sneak out of your room in the middle of the night Ochaco.” Mina said poking at her.

“Hey!” She cried out.

“Oh don’t act like it’s a secret the next day we ask him about his night and he turns as red as this plate.” Jiro retorted holding up the plate she finished rinsing.

You snorted and shook your head. “Wait, wait, wait. Who’s with who?”

“Well since you asked, Kaminari and Jiro are an item. Uraraka and Deku have this secret love affair brewing” Tsu said adding quotations around ‘secret’. “Momo is in love with the oblivious Todoroki.” She earned a glare from Yaoyorozu. “What? I call it like I see it. Hakegure and Oijiro are happily in love and Mina...well Mina just wants to get laid.”

Mina splashed Tsu slightly before smiling to herself. You kinda felt a little bad for sitting with Todoroki since you didn’t know, but Yaoyorozu seemed to be fine. “Well Ladies, I think kitchen duty is finally over." Uraraka said tying up the trash.

"Cool, I think i'm going to head up. I've got to call my parents." You said wiping off your hands. There was a chorus of good nights as you made your way to the elevator.

Once the doors closed you leaned against the wall and closed your eyes. You had a wonderful night. All the stress about not being accepted were completely squashed. This felt slightly like home. Once on your floor you opened your door and sat down in the desk chair.

Pulling out your phone you began to face time your mother . She answered on the first ring. Her smiling face came to view as she called for your father.

“Hey there’s our sweet girl! I’m glad you made it there safely!” His voice boomed through the speaker. You had a large grin planted on your face.

“I definitely did! No problems what so ever. Mr. Aizawa actually picked me up.” You explained rubbing the your head sheepishly.

“As he should. My baby girl shouldn’t be all alone in a foreign country! You know I could have easily flew with you there right?” Your father said.

“I know Dad, as much as a appreciate you, I have to learn how to be independent sometime.”

“Well, we know that sweetie. We’re just missing you so much, this is the first time you’ve been away without us protecting you.” Your mother started and began to choke up.

‘Oh boy, if she starts to tear up I’ll definitely start to cry’

“Momma please don’t cry. I’m fine. See I’m right here. I’ve got this cool dorm room, everyone is really nice here, and they’ve got a killer gym. I’m fine.” You said as your voice cracked.

“Oh our baby isn’t a baby anymore, Brandon.” She said looking up at your father. He gently kissed the top of her head.

Oh that was it. That threw you over the edge. You began tearing up. “We’re going to miss you so much sweetheart. These aren’t sad tears. This are happy tears. We’re so proud of you and all you’re becoming.” Your mother said leaning into your father. You got a lot of your fathers traits, but the cry baby trait you got from your mother.

There was a small rasp on your door as you turned to look at who the visitor was. Kirishma stood in your doorway with a sad smile. “Hey guys, I’ve gotta go. I’ve got some help with my room. I love you both I’ll call you tomorrow I swear.”

“We love you too, Y/N. Stay safe.” The face time hung up. You swiftly used your sleeve to wipe your eyes.

“Hey, come in.” You said and waved him in. He walked in quietly and shut the door.

“Are you going to be alright?” Kirishma asked putting a hand on your shoulder. That simple act of kindness sent you right back over the edge. Tears silently fell as you looked at your feet. He crouched down so you were eye level. “You know it’s been almost 2 years since we moved into the dorms and I still get home sick...” he trailed off. “I know this is a lot different than my situation though, but it’s okay to cry.”

You nodded slightly and continued to cry. He hesitated before figuring out what to do. “I hope I’m not crossing any boundaries, but is it alright if I hug you?” (we fucking love a man who asks for consent)

“I would actually really appreciate that, Kirishima.” You replied, then wrapped his arms around you. Deeply inhaling his scent, you rested your head on his shoulder. He squeezed you slightly and rubbed your back. He was an expert at comfort or you really needed a hug. Either way you basked in his warmth and your tears subsided. You both sat together, enjoying each other and the silence for a few more minutes before you pulled away.

“Feel better?” Kirishima asked searching your eyes for any more tears.

“Oh yeah, much better. Sometimes it feels good to let it out.”

“Trust me I know. I cry sometimes too. It happens and it’s manly to admit it.” He chuckled and stood up.

“Bullshit. You seriously cry?” You pondered, faking being shocked.

“It hurts me to think I wouldn’t. I’m sensitive and I think I just might now.” He said and began to sniffle. If all your stuff wasn’t boxed up you’d throw something at him. “Ready to get this party started?” Kirishima asked and rubbed his hands together.

“Yes, but first I have to take these contacts out because I feel like my eye is about to fall out.” You walked over to one of your suit cases pulling your glasses and contact cases out.

“Holy crap your a glasses nerd? Color me impressed.” His jaw dropped. You flipped him off and walked to the door.

You were about to walk out, but you turned around and called to him, “Hey, Kirishima.” He looked up. “You tell anyone this happened and I will end you.” You held up your glowing hand.

“Look, I literally just walked in and you said you were leaving to take your contacts out!” He threw his hands up in defense. You shut your door and padded to the bathroom. Once your contacts were removed you splashed some cold water on your face. You dried off and slid your glasses on.

“Holy shit, Iida shouldn’t you be using your own bathroom?” Bakugo said walking out of the shower with a towel his bare shoulders.

“Oh ha ha. You’re hilarious.” You said flinging water at him.

“Oh relax cherry it was a joke.” He said shaking his hair off in your direction.

“Ugh. Seriously. I smell like wet dog now.” You short back. You felt your cheeks heat at your newfound nickname.

“Pretty sure you smelled ten times worse when you crashed into me earlier.” He retorted and put the towel on his head to dry his hair. Since his eyes were closed you took the opportunity to look at him. His body was magnificent. Broad shoulders led into strong arms, his perfect pecs led to his toned stomach, a happy trail led straight into his shorts which hung deliciously off his hips. His v-line was like an arrow pointing straight to his-

“Oi, take a fucking picture it might last you a little longer.” Bakugo broke through your thoughts. You broke your gaze and stared at the counter top racking your brain for a witty response.

“Does that mean you’ll pose? I only take tasteful nudes .”

“Oh you take nudes? I didn’t peg you to be scandalous.”

“N-not me!” You squeaked.

“What a shame, I’d keep one tucked away close to my heart.”

“What heart?”

“The cold, black one that doesn’t mind seeing your thong, Cherry. ” Bakugo ended the battle by walking out the door.

Your heart banged against your chest. You were going to need more water after that.

Finally getting yourself together you went back into your room discovering Kirishima almost finished with the book shelf.

“Hey, good job! It looks great” You high fived him.

“You think? Who needs a hammer when you have me?” Kirishima said slamming the nails in place with his palm.

“Wow, my hero.” You could see a blush creep up his face.

You both worked quickly and diligently making your bed, filling up the book shelf, and organizing your desk. Pretty soon all there was left to do was put on the finishing touches.

“I think we make a good team, Kiri.” You said looking around at your work.

“I’d say so too. I’m gonna get going now it’s pretty late.” You nodded and walked him to the hallway

“Thanks again. For all of it. I’m glad I made a great friend today.” You said giving him a side hug.

“No problem. I’ll talk to tomorrow. Maybe we can work out or something.” Kirishima grinned and turned to walk away.

“Deal.” You called to him and watched him walk around the corner as you made your way to your room.

“KIRISHIMA?” Mina whisper yelled as her head popped out from her door way.

“Goodnight Mina!” You waved her off and shut your door. You quickly changed into a tank top and sweat pants and slid into bed. You fell asleep with a smile on your face.

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