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panjaman · 2 years
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Official Portrait Of the Japan English Teacher Academic Director’s. The Famed English Teacher Mutt English Education Lord is an English Innovator and Lord of Language.
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ayanominitrash · 5 months
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Act Cool, Senpai! (Geto Suguru x reader)
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Geto-san takes a liking to his cute kouhai, He wonders if he looks good to you.
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2nd Entry.
First part here. Third part here. Masterlist.
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Nowadays, Geto finds himself taking a longer time fixing his hair in the mirror.
Usually, he’d tie his hair up in a bun once, fix a few strands here and there, grab his school bag, and leave. But it was his fourth time trying to tame his dark locks and he hadn't even realizes it until he was getting mildly frustrated at himself. 
He stops.
Geto lets his arms down to rest for a moment while looking back at the pair of small eyes in the mirror. What's gotten into him? He was never the type to worry about his looks. Sure, he's more of the concerned hygienic type - he's more concerned with being clean and smelling good - which are just common sense, rather than thinking if people thought his hair bun was tied up in the right way or not. 
No, not people. He's suddenly thinking of you, tilting your head to the side, "Geto-san, your hair's a mess today."
He shakes his thoughts away.
No, looks were more like something Gojo would concern himself with. He recalls the time when his classmate would be all up in his face, bearing his teeth and asking him if they all looked perfectly aligned. He groans at the memory.
Suddenly, the door to his dorm room slides open to reveal the said classmate, his shoulders slouched with the weight of his eyelids. He looks half awake.
"Suguru...? Why weren't you outside my dorm yet?" Gojo yawns.
"I was just about to get you, you know." He starts doing his hair again, this time not bothering to look in the mirror. "I was just...uh, looking for my hair tie."
"Oh, okay. By all means, please, take your time. I'm not very eager to go see our mutt-looking sensei."
"Satoru, that's not very nice." 
The other blows a raspberry at him.
Geto finishes tying his hair up and collects his things. He pauses and looks at Gojo right when he is just about to pass him through the doorway.
"What?"
"Satoru, how do I look?"
Geto's simple question was met with a wide-eyed Gojo, staring at him with what looked like a bewildered expression - like he had done something as strange as turn his head all the way back like an owl would.
"I mean,” Gojo finally starts, “...you look with your eyes."
The raven-haired teen glares daggers at him.
"I don't know man, what do you want me to say?! You look...the same? I don't know. Why? Did you do something with your face or? Gasp! - did you finally use that face cream I was talking about? Is it good?"
At this point, he was continuously bombarded with follow-up questions about a skin care product Geto paid no mind to, along with him being rocked back and forth by the tall man's hands on his shoulders. Geto eventually swats his arms off of him.
"Forget it, you’re no help at all."
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The third period comes by and Geto internally curses at himself when he hasn’t had the time to check himself in between classes, because here you are, already standing at the doorway. He hears his heartbeat in his ears as he watches how your face shows your confusion mixed with a bit of nervousness, eyes darting around the room.
“Hello, excuse me. . . “ You speak up in a small voice. “But may I know where Ieiri-san is?” 
Gojo lifts his head from where it was resting in his arms, “I’ll tell you if you gots some candy on ya.”
“Satoru,” Geto warns. His classmate was notoriously known for messing with his juniors. Not even his seniors were safe. 
“Whhhaatt? I’m just talking to her. Hey, you. Don’t just stand there, come in here.”
Feeling self-conscious, he sinks further into his seat as you take up on Gojo’s offer, hesitantly strolling next to your senior as he removes his arms from the teacher’s table.
“No, seriously, you got candy on you? I’m bored out of my mind here.”
“Only if you tell me where Ieiri-san is.” You put air on your left cheek, making you look like a chipmunk. 
Geto just might die from how adorable you look.
“Well - “
“She was called to the infirmary by Yaga-sensei,” He finally cuts in, much to Gojo’s dismay. “A few of the Junior Sorcerers came back from a mission and need medical attention so she was called in on short notice.”
“You’re no fun, Suguru.” 
“Oh, I see. . . “ You drift off, looking at him then somewhere out the window. “I guess I’ll go to class on my own then. Thank you. Also, here,” You hand a few pieces of peppermint candy to Gojo, who immediately snatches them away from you. 
“None for me?” Geto teases. 
You smile and then approach his seat.
Act cool, Geto thinks. Act cool - shit. 
“Here you go, senpai. I have a lot more so you can have this much.” You cup the few pieces of candy in both of your hands, presenting them to the raven-head, to which he reaches a palm out to accept them. At the exchange, he can see how his one hand is much bigger compared to your two small ones. He also notices how soft and clean yours looks. He also doesn’t miss the way a shiver runs up his skin when your fingers graze his.
Your senior looks up at you with that gentle smile of his, “Aren’t you sweet? Thank you for this.” 
He feels a bit guilty taking these from you when he’s not much of a sweet tooth himself - he only learned to eat sweets through Gojo - but he’d be lying if he didn’t want to keep these treats in his pockets and carry them around forever.
Is that weird? 
“You know what? How about I walk you to class as a way of saying thank you?”
Gojo groans, “Noooooo, don’t leave me heeerre - “
“Shut up, Satoru.”
You flail your hands in front of you,” Ah - Geto-san, t-that’s real nice of you b -but you don’t need to! It’s okay. Plus, you might be late to your next class.”
Geto can only smile at you as a facade of his nervousness, “It’s okay, there’ll be a delay since our next teacher might be aiding in the Junior’s mission reports. I’m also gonna need to stretch my legs.”
“Okay…” You look down at your shoes and twiddle with your hands. “Well then, if it’s alright with you, then I don’t mind the company.”
“Are you just gonna leave me here then?”
With a tsk, he gives Gojo his phone, “Go play games on my phone.” 
“What am I, a kid? You think I’m just gonna - ooooh you got a few new ones in here.” 
Now that Gojo’s distracted, he takes the opportunity to put his hand on your shoulder, urging you to start walking out of the classroom.
“Let’s go?” 
You start to nod only to freeze for a moment, staring at something over his head. Without warning, you reach a hand up and pat down a stray hair from on top of Geto’s head. It was like you were giving him head pats. It was his turn to freeze.
“There. Let’s go, Geto-san.”
I think I should mess my hair up a bit more. 
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Later that day. . .
“Kento, Geto-san was so cool today. He troubled himself to walk me to my next class.”
“So?” 
“Isn’t our senapi so nice?”
Your classmate Nanami, only shrugs at you, never tearing his eyes away from the book he was reading.
“You’re so cold.”
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twstfanblog · 7 months
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*Ace forgets his homework once again*
🐶: *Whacks Ace on the head* How many times are you going to do this, you mutt!?
♥️: I'm sorry!
🔪: At this point, you might as well put a shock collar on him...
♠️: That would be more efficient...Plus, Sensei's arm wouldn't get tired!
🐶:
🐶: Hmmm
♥️: Both of you, STOP GIVING HIM IDEAS!
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himimosa · 7 months
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oh no, mutt!
"Don't look at me with those eyes. Your face might work on that short snail called Chuuya, but it won't work on me, nope. We both know you are disguised as a poor puppy, but you are nothing more than a stray dog in the end-"
"Dazai, what are you doing?"
He raised his head to you. He was sitting at the entrance door of Ada. When you got closer, you noticed the little fluff ball near his legs...
"Is that.. is that a puppy?"
"Not you too Y/N! This little mutt possessed everyone in the Ada! Brats are feeding it every day, Yosano-sensei treated it and Kunikida took him to the vet for vaccines! Hell, even the most cat person in this city, the president loves this little creature!"
You ignored him and crouched down to the ground, right next to Dazai "Hi there... Oh my god, aren't you the cutest?..." You slowly held your hand to see its reaction. The little pup seemed domestic, it started to rub its little head towards your hand. When you get permission, you started to scratch his head gently. You felt that like your heart was melting..
"Yuck!... I can't believe how you betrayed me out of all people Y/N..." Dazai sighed dramatically and headed for the stairs. Then he made a sudden turn: "If that mutt gets used to this place because of you, it will be either me or it that will have to leave the Ada!"
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The pup stayed in the end, and of course Dazai too...
The little one was able to manage to capture everyone's heart. Nobody was afraid or disgusted (except Dazai) when it headed for the stairs and started to hang around in the office. It kinda became a mascot of the office... Naomi offered to name it "Pochi" and said it was the name of another cute pet from an anime. When "Pochi" was approved, it was now officially Ada's pet.
Pochi was so smart and loveable. (According to Ranpo, he was smarter than an average person) He knew the times when he could play with Ada members as he knew the times when things get serious. At times like this, he would sit quietly without bothering anyone (Kunikida has said Pochi was more mature than Dazai at these times) Sometimes he was accompanying the person on field search with their task too... Younger ones like Atsushi, Kyoka, Kenji, and Tanizaki siblings were mostly responsible for taking care of him, but no one would mind feeding him or having a walk with him. Except for one person...
"You should give Pochi a chance," you said on a lunch break. "He is one of us now, and I am sure Pochi wants to get along with you too..."
Dazai looked at you with both horror and disgust "Y/N-chan... Could you not talk about the mutt like it is an actual person?... I swear everyone is acting like they got bewitched by it..."
You didn't stop: "If you try to talk with him even once, you will see he is something else... Pochi listens to us like he actually understands"
"Nonsense..." Dazai scoffed "I would prefer to send a voicemail to Chuuya if I ever want a dog's listening to me..."
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It was a usual night for Yokohama. Everyone had left the office after they were done with their tasks. You refilled Pochi's water and food pots for the night, he was staying in the office at nights. When you were about to leave the office you suddenly realized Dazai was still at his desk..
You blinked a few times. If Kunikida saw this, he would probably shed happy tears... It was not a usual sight to see Dazai's still working.
"Dazai I am leaving the office now... Are you coming too, or should I leave the office to you for locking the doors before leaving?"
"Ah, it's okay Y/N-chan... I will probably stay in here tonight, so you can go ahead, don't worry..."
You hesitated for a moment "Are you sure?.."
Dazai smiled "Yeap, good night, see you tomorrow..."
You were still not sure about leaving him alone... His smile seemed so fake just now, and you had a feeling like Dazai was not okay at that moment. But thinking that he was trying to send you, prevented you from doing anything. You didn't want to cross your boundaries. He probably needed some alone time...
"Okay then.. see you later, good night~"
When you left, Dazai sighed. And he brought out some sake bottles from his closet before heading to the roof...
The roof was so calm and peaceful in these hours... You could see the bright lights from all around the city. There were hundreds of lights and buildings, the most majestic one's Dazai's ex-workplace... This city was ugly yet beautiful at the same time... You could watch the people hurrying somewhere from the roof, you could hear faint conversations and laughter, you could observe their lives... When he found somewhere to sit comfortably, he filled a glass, then he looked at the stars before raising his glass "To you, my friend..."
Today was his death anniversary. Dazai was used to the pain that comes after the lost one, but for some reason, this year was harder than before. He was missing his best friend more than ever now...
He drank and drank until the point he started feeling a little light-headed. He was reaching out for the 3rd bottle when he noticed Pochi had been watching him quietly from the door...
"Is it you mutt? What do you want?... Doesn't matter, because I won't get up to give it anyways..." He tried to open the bottle, but his hands were trembling.
"Damn it..." he murmured. He tried a few more times but when it started to hurt his fingers, he gave up in frustration. Once he raised his head, he realized Pochi was still watching him, only closer this time...
"Listen dog... I am not in a good mood. I was trying to prepare for having a monolog with my dead best friend... If you excuse me, I don't want any listeners beside me..."
Pochi looked at him. At that moment, Dazai realized the dog was different than usual. Usually, the dog had this cheerful, loud attitude, it would look like it was smiling and move its tail fastly (too much to his disliking, he was thinking it was annoying) But now it was listening to him with ears dropped, the tail's not moving... And its eyes were like... it understood him...
"... Do you really understand what I am saying?" he asked, then he continued "..As if... It wouldn't be possible for a shrimp-sized brain like yours would be able to understand the complexity of human emotions.. Hell even I don't understand why I am feeling this-" he stopped for a second because his voice was trembling. "-these feelings... I just don't understand and..."
He felt tears were about to come but he bit his lips hard. He hated crying, and he had never cried for Odasaku since the day he died...
Pochi slowly moved towards him. Dazai didn't try to push him away for the first time. He watched as Pochi slowly approached. Pochi stopped near to his knees, didn't come closer. Instead, he put his little head on top of Dazai's knee. And just stood there...
Dazai couldn't remember how much he cried and talked about his dead friend with a dog that night... But when he woke up in the morning and saw Pochi sleeping in his lap peacefully, he didn't dare to remove him.
He didn't want to think about you guys reaction once you found out. Instead, he took his phone out and sent a picture with the caption: "Pipsqueak, look at him carefully and learn how to act as a good boy :p"
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I have never had a dog, but I had a cat. She was my baby, my little angel... And she used to do this thing like Pochi, she would knew it whenever I was too depressed, and sit with me until I feel better... This was mostly for her memory, reast in peace my angel ♡
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mushroommanstan · 1 year
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Man-child’s best friend
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Shigaraki and a dog comfort fic.
No smut or anything, just wholesome. Please read and maybe tell me stuff to add onto it!
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Ok so I know we in the Shigaraki simp nation have had a common theme within our separate, yet similar, Shigaraki comfort aus. But today I dare to break away from the usual, if not for a little while. Today I present an AU not with a loving girlfriend giving Shig the love he needs, but instead, a cute little puppy dog.
I really encourage you guys to ask me suggestions and prompts for this. I want this to be a series or something because I think the ideas so cute! Don’t let this flop ;-;
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Cheap metal crashing into cheap metal was the only thing Shigaraki was able to intentionally cause that day. It was amazing, really, how a plan can fail that miserably. Literally every stage of the mission had gone wrong, all because some green haired prick gave some cheesy speech about friendship and got everyone riled up.
And even now, the soda can he kicked had some left over syrup still in it, causing the sticky concoction to land on and stain his already blood-stained shoes.
Psht. Friends. What does HE know about friends? I mean, his best friends an asshole, and his other best friend keeps rejecting Togas advances. Not that he cares, the brat. Yeah, friends are dumb. Why would he need friends? No, he’s glad. He’s glad he doesn’t have friends that’ll just someday betray him.
Yeah, he’s so glad he can feel his eyes sting with happiness. Tears of joy, obviously. He doesn’t need support, he doesn’t need someone to be there when he’s down, he doesn’t need any of the other shitty things friends do that the broccoli headed bitch talked about. He has sensei, he has Kurogiri, and he has his “family.” That’s more than enough.
…..
Fuck. It’s just not fair. He doesn’t need friends but he can’t deny that it doesn’t sound appealing. Why do snot nosed brats get to have them and he doesn’t? That’s not fair! Where’s his friends? Huh? Where’s his?
His foot suddenly collided with something unrecognizable. It was soft, organic, fuzzy, the feeling made him jolt back as he took his hand away from his eyes to see whatever it was that felt disturbing him was a good idea.
There, on the ground, was some dirty little mutt, wagging its tail obnoxiously fast and holding the can of soda he had previously kicked in its mouth. It looked at him expectantly.
“What?”
There was no answer, only the uncomfortable silence as it was looking at him with some irresistible, pleading expression… ugh, he knows there’s a phrase for it… uhh guppy frog eyes? Pruppy log eyes? Pruppy is that even a word…. Whatever that’s not important. He just wished the mutt would stop looking at him like that.
“WHAT?!” He yelled, losing his temper.
The can clattered to the ground as the doggie barked back at him playfully, mimicking his volume.
Shigaraki growled picking up said can and chucking it back from whence it came. The dog yipped obediently, bounding off towards the direction he threw. Fuck, finally, he’s alone. He’s glad the mutt left before he had to-
He’s stopped again by the dog, this time by it spitting out the same can at his feet enthusiastically. Huh.
Shigaraki picked it up again and threw it, noticeably less aggressively, and watched as it happily bounded too and fro with the can, waiting eagerly for him to do it again. So he did. Then again and again as he watched the dog twirl and pounce with excitement.
Before he knew it, he found himself caught up in a game of fetch, cheering as it continued to retrieve the can without fail. He didn’t even realize what he was doing until someone else started coming towards him.
“Hey! What’re you doing with my dog?”
What WAS he doing with the dog? Why was he… smiling? I mean, he wasn’t happy… was he? That doesn’t make sense. He’s never happy. So the unfamiliar warmth in his chest is obviously something else. Yeah, and the smiling, well that was obviously just a muscle reaction from the stench of the nearby dumpsters. Obviously.
“I said, what are you doing with my dog freak?”
Shigaraki crouched, snapping his fingers a little to get the pups attention before scooping it up. It wiggled in his grasp affectionately, attempting to lick his face with every movement causing Shigaraki to chuckle. When he heard himself doing that he was filled with disgust.
“Uh, yeah sorry I-haha, stop it!-I saw this dog and I don’t know one thing led to another and I guess I lost track of time… playing… with it…”
Shigarakis smile fell at his own confession. Playing. He was playing with the damn mutt. Fuck, who was he? What is he doing? He’s Shigaraki Tomura damn it! Infamous super villain not some little kid! He can’t be seen frolicking with puppies!
“Oh, playing with it? Mmm, ok.” The owner looked… disappointed. Weird.
“Uh, here” he said, unceremoniously trying to shove the pup into his hands but finding trouble as it struggled. It whined and scraped at him arms, scurrying back into his grasp as he tried to give it to the real owner.
He grunted with effort, the dirt and filth clinging to the pups fur rubbing onto his skin and making him scowl. After a moment, the owner sighed, reaching over and grabbing the yelping dog.
“Ugh. Finally.” The owner sighed. “You didn’t feed him anything did you?”
“Uh, no?” It was then that Shigaraki noticed the pups ribs pressing against its skin. “Maybe you should.”
The owner cackled. “Hah, good one. Yeah maybe I’ll let him sleep inside too when it rains!”
“……what?”
The owner gasped. “Oh, you haven’t heard? I’m starting a dog fighting ring!” He happily boasted to Shig, looking like a little girl talking about her upcoming birthday party. “So, you know, I gotta keep ‘em mad so they want to fight! What do you think? Is it time to file the teeth down into points?”
File the teeth into points? What the fuck?! I mean… seriously, what the fuck?!
For a moment, Shigaraki said nothing. Staring back and forth between him and the dog while masking his blooming rage with an impressive poker face.
“Can I see the mutt again?”
“Oh, yeah, sure! Here.” He handed off the enthusiastic puppy, who eagerly took the opportunity to jump back into Shigarakis arms.
“Perfect.” Shigaraki held the dog up before him, looking head to toe-bean. “Hmmm yup. This dogs gonna have a much better time without you.”
The guy chuckled nervously. “W-what do you mean?”
Shigaraki couldn’t hold back his smile anymore, lips spreading into a malicious grin. “I tell ya I really needed this. I had a shit day, you know?” Shigaraki took a step forward, and the guy took a step back.
“It’s always refreshing when I find some asshole that I can teach a lesson.”
He took another step forward, the guy another step back. “W-w-what do you mean? This isn’t funny!!”
Shigaraki giggled. “It’s a little funny! I mean, what are the chances that you, a dog abusing asshat would run into me? Shigaraki Tomura! Dog lover!”
His eyes widened with recognition. “N-no!” Tears welled up as he was backed up against the alley wall. Dead end.
Shigaraki pulled father out of his pocket and put it on, shattering any false hopes of this still being a prank. “Yes!”
“P-p-please don’t kill me! I-“ but Shigaraki had heard enough. He’s already pressed his hand into the man’s chest, watching with glee as he coughed up blood and bile as his body rotted away. The familiar crimson syrup spilled out as more parts of him succumbed to decomposition like a line of dominoes.
Shigaraki loved that face. That’s the face of someone who would wail out in pain if they could, but alas, his lungs were one of the first things to go.
Then, as quickly as it started, it was over, and the man was reduced to nothing more than a foul smelling, murky red puddle.
Shigaraki smiled, looking down to the puppy who had seemingly calmed down as it rested its head into Shigarakis chest comfortably. Cute.
Gently, the pup was lowered to the ground, when, having felt the cold gravel of the floor, promptly jumped back into Shigarakis arms.
“What?”
The dog looked up at him expectantly again.
“Ok. Yeah. I said I was a dog lover. I heard it too ok? But that doesn’t mean anything! … I mean sure, I killed your owner so you wouldn’t have anywhere to go, and sure you’re still a puppy and wouldn’t know how to fend for yourself. And you’re dirty… and hungry… and… cold.” Shigaraki frowned, staring down at the dog sympathetically before growling in frustration.
“Well what do you want me to do? Huh? You can’t live with me!” He shouted, looking down at the dog like he was expecting a verbal response.
The dog gave him the look, the same one that got him into this mess to begin with. And deep down, he had to admit he felt his icy, frost-bitten heart thaw, just a little.
“Tch! Fine! Whatever. You can stay with me. But you better not stink up the place. And don’t bite… actually no, do bite people. Especially Dabi.”
The pup wagged its tail enthusiastically, licking his face before forcefully climbing into his hoodie.
“Hey! Careful!”
Before the dog could fall Shigaraki put his hands into his pocket and pushed his hoodie against his chest, creating a little foothold for the doggie, who then popped his head and paws out of the hem of his hoodie.
Once everything settled, Shigaraki gently rested his chin against the dogs head, the furry munchkin being a little too snuggly and comfortable for his own good. And to his own surprise, he smiled again. Genuinely. Wholesomely. He didn’t know why but… he was happy.
He had to admit, maybe the green haired brat was onto something with that whole friends bullshit. Maybe he finally found his.
Maybe the world isn’t so bad now that he doesn’t have to go through it alone.
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@the-lonely-human
🫂 Comforting hugs
🥶 Cold
✊🏽 Protecting
💀 Near-death experience
Decided on which characters to use for this one and decided on Casey Jr and Future Leo.
This was going to be a drabble....but I should know better by now that it usually doesn't happen that way when I get a sudden urge to write :p
Writing prompts
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The poor kid was shaking like a leaf. Even with the amount of jogging he was doing, he could still feel him trembling dangerously.
Leo pulled him closer to his chest and pulled his scarf off his neck, tucking it around around the boy's neck and face. He already had on two jackets already and was still shivering like crazy so that thin old scarf wouldn't have made much of a difference, but it didn't hurt to try.
He adjusted his hold on the teen as he rounded the corner, paused and scoping out the landscape. Those damn Kraang had their cursed hunting hounds out all over the area, an obstacle they already had knowledge of before making the plan for the weapon retrieval from a neighboring base.
It was supposed to be a quick and easy mission, find the base, exchange information, gather up the weapons, and meet back at the rendezvous point before they were spotted. Simple, easy process.
Well, some unfortunate soul got noticed right as they were about to get their stockhold, and it all went wrong so quickly. Everyone was scattered and running in different directions, laser blasts where firing in the air and those mutts were on them in seconds.
All he could do was grab Casey and drag him to cover which, due to him being a giant turtle carrying a sword, didn't help much in terms of sneaking off. They only managed to get a few feet away before a stray blast flew past his leg. It didn’t hit its aimed target, but it certainly hit a target, a much smaller one.
Leo could tell the moment he felt Casey scream out, and his legs gave out from under him, slowing their pace down as he nearly fell face first on the ground, narrowly managing to catch him. he couldn't even tell where the wound had hit. All he could do was hope that the wound wasn't too severe and their backup would close in on their location soon.
That was an hour ago.
A full hour had passed, and still no word on anyone, not even from the other soldiers they were with. It turned out Casey's wound didn't go too deep, but he was going to need some help soon if a fever breaks out
He mentally cursed at the damn device Donnie had made before they went out that was supposed to be "used in emergencies" and will "save your asses quicker than you can get a one night stand".
That last part was unnecessarily aimed at him, but he was going to have a serious discussion about some updates if it's taking them THIS long to find them.
"S-sensei?" He heard the small voice croak out through the thin fabric as he saw tired, glassy eyes looking up at him. It looked like he was seconds away from passing out, not that he could blame the kid. It was an intense day for both of them.
He gave a small, weary crooked grin back at him. "Hey Hard-Case, try to not to talk, alright? You gotta save up your strength, that blast caught you a little too good."
"B-...but-" Casey let out a sharp gasp as he attempted to move, curling his body and falling back into the arms of his teacher. He grasped at his side and panted sharply.
"See, now what did I just tell you?" Leo scolded lightly, sitting down on the ground, minding not making any fast movements. He gently moved his hand away, readjusting the loose wrapping of his bandages.
That managed to get a strained snicker out as a reaction, better than nothing, but nothing could be better than to hear any updates, something, anything.
"Y-you told me n-ot to t-talk!" Casey argued, letting out a harsh cough. Leo lightly patted his back and raised an eyebrow.
"I did, so I would have figured that you would get it through that noggin of yours that you should limit moving around either, but we both know that you're stubborn as hell so I'm not surprised."
"Master Leo?"
"Hmm?"
"Where is everyone?"
Leo let out a slow breath. No doubt, he was expecting this question. That was the hard part. The hard part of trying to tell him in a different way each time he would ask. He would have thought it would be easier as time went on, but oh, how wrong he was on that.
"I don't know."
It was only half the truth, he definitely saw some of them get struck down as he was running with Casey, hearing the sounds of their voices cut off the moment those mutant hounds pounced on them. Though there could be some survivors hiding away just like they were.
He felt Casey lean back closer to him, knowing it was due to realization since the kid didn't ask any follow-up questions.
"But It's okay, alright?" He gently brushed a thumb across his cheek and face, moving the stands of loose hair sticking to his damp face. He gently pulled him closer and cradled his head with his free hand, leaning his cheek against his hair.
"We'll be alright."
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dark-elf-writes · 11 months
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Naruto: are you in favor of supporting this union between big brother sensei and late sensei?
Sasuke: hnn…not sure yet. On one hand Aki would make a lot of money when the mutt dies. But he would also have to get married to said mutt. He deserves better.
Naruto: We could get him money ourselves. You’ll get your inheritance when you’re a chunin and I’ll be hokage and give him whatever he wants. Besides, there’s no rules against stealing from the bodies of whatever opponents we fight until then.
Sasuke: True…but Kakashi could do it faster
Naruto: only if he dies faster than you make chunin
Sasuke: we could make it happen-
Naruto: and Aki would look so good in mourning clothes.
Sasuke: Hnn. Should we pick something out for him to wear at Kakashi’s funeral?
Naruto: Yeah, I’ll start designing the embroidery and beadwork.
Sasuke: I’ll buy the silks.
Kakashi slowly blinks at the closed door long after the sound of a window opening and closing reaches his ears. That was…
Adorable. His cute little students are so protective of their big brother! Of course they didn’t need to be, not with him anyways, but they were so good at it. If he didn’t know Aki stopped them from giving him an outright shovel talk, he’d be down right terrified. Still was to be honest, but in a good way! His cute students finding loop holes for threatening him!!! He’s so proud.
Kakashi would be so fucking proud of his little students okay. Like all three of them know very damn well that Aki can protect himself and if Kakashi ever stepped out of line Aki would be the one to lower the damn coffin into the ground himself dressed impeccably in all black and weeping like he just had his heart broken. BUT the fact that his adorable little students went out of their way to threaten him after Aki told them not to (Aki 100% allowed them to do so. They don’t get more than five feet from the District without his knowledge) while being so careful not to say the actual words?
He is charmed. He adores them. He’s going to marry their brother even harder out of spite but he still thinks they’re so damn cute.
It’s all a part of his 15 step plan.
(His 15 step plan is a small part of Aki’s plan that has been going on since he first called dibs on Naruto all those years ago.)
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panjaman · 2 years
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English Education Lords are the MVP, the teachers of Japan, the ALTs you want to see, the real innovators of the English. They be educated real good. Welcome to an muttlandia public school product.
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twstfanblog · 8 months
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*~Period Drama~* Saturday
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A/N: So I sneezed, which is why this is out before the RSA series chapter lol. But I'm gonna have a lot of fun with this series I can feel it. Word Count: 4.7K (Wow, around the same as the last part) Warnings: Period mentions, Blood mentions (Drawing blood) She/They OC Pronouns Pairings: Azul/Reader (Poly), Jamil/Reader (Poly), Platonic relationships with Floyd, Jade, Ortho, and Crewel. Enjoy! Start, Part 2 (Here), Part 3 (Heartslabyul), Part 4 (Savanaclaw), Part 4.5 (Diasomnia pt.1), Part 5 (Diasomnia pt.2)
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Jamil, Azul, Jade, Floyd, Grim, Ace, and Deuce stood outside of ramshackle, some of them sitting on the wooden steps. Waiting as patiently as they could for Crewel to give them a final order. No more than twenty minutes had passed before Crewel opened the front door. He looked their group over, coming to some sort of choice before he smacked the palm of his hand with his crop, “Octavinelle pups, you stay. The rest of you go on with your day.” “Wait, what!?”
“Sensei!”
“Why does he-”
Crewel smacks his palm again. The crack somehow perfectly balanced with the harsh shush he gives them, quieting the protesting group instantly. His glare softens at seeing their crestfallen faces, “Yuu will be in contact. I need to gather up the needed potions and resource materials. But for now, They’re resting and it would be best to have someone in the house with them. Both to get them whatever they need and to keep unwanteds out. Ergo, the Octavinelle mutts.”
Jamil frowns but doesn’t speak up. He knew that he would probably have damage control to do in Scarabia. Najma most likely called Kalim in confusion from his call, not entertaining the thought of actually waiting on him to explain his bizarre question. Kalim would have only half the story and no context which was worrying enough, so he was clearly panicking and amassing the other Scarabia students for a witch hunt. He should stop at Scarbia before going back to basketball practice…
Deuce steps forward, imaginary puppy ears drooping as he mutters out, “Is Yuu at least okay? I didn’t see much, but it looked like a lot of blood…”
Sighing, Crewel walked down the stairs, gently patting Deuce on the head as he passed, “They’re fine, pup. I’m going to gather the Shroud boy and then prepare a proper medical report. As far as we should be concerned, this is completely natural for Yuu, if a bit painful.” He reached into his coat, pulled out his pipe kit and started to fill it as he walked away, “But for now, Azul, Floyd, and Jade are to look after them until I come back. You other pups are to return to your scheduled activities and tell no one about this.”
Ace looked to the side nervously, thankfully unseen by anyone before he nodded and started to make his way down the path behind Crewel. Deuce sighs but nods, calmed by the info that Yuu was okay at least. He jogs down the path after Ace, none of them are really surprised when muffled yelling could be heard a little down the way.
Azul looked out of the corner of his eye, catching Jamil giving him an intense glare. He knew Jamil was upset at the turn of events, the very fact Azul was picked over him would be enough to anger the Scarabian student. Let alone being picked by their lover’s pseudo-father figure as their keeper. He turns entirely to him, smiling and opening his mouth to pacify his lover-in-law before Jamil interrupts him.
Jamil turned his back on Azul, walking down the path to get back to campus. He quickly scooped Grim into his arms, ignoring the monster hissing and fighting his grip, “Just make sure they eat something high in iron.” That was all he said before he was also gone from view, walking past the row of trees acting as a fence of the property.
Silence passes the three students before Azul squeals, smiling wide and pumping his fist, “YES! He trusts me! You both saw that! He gave me his faith that I would tend to our lover. It’s only a matter of time before I can talk him into transferring!”
Floyd rolls his eyes, walking back into the house with a snickering Jade behind him, “Either you take care of my Shrimpy or they’ll kill you themselves…” he mutters under his breath, pout turning into a frown as the scent of blood hits him harder inside.
Jade’s own mirth decreases at the smell. He hums looking around the dorm. Yuu wouldn’t want the windows open, not to mention the smell would simply travel over the campus. The last thing they needed was Malleus smelling Yuu’s blood in the air. Seven could only think of the disaster that would bring. He looks up the stairs, only half listening as Azul enters the dorm to bicker with Floyd.
“-fact you would insinuate I wouldn’t take care of my pearl is insult enough, Floyd.”
“Ehe~? I just said Shrimpy wouldn’t let you slide with shitty service. You scared of a little blood Azul~?”
“I will dock your pay-”
“I’ll go sit with Yuu, keep them company.” Jade smiled over his shoulder, already walking up the stairs. He pauses halfway up the stairs, tilting his head at their stares, “Unless I’m allowed free range of their meal?”
Floyd instantly perked up, rushing to the kitchen whining with a glare at his brother, “No way! You’ll make some weird mushroom thing that’ll make Shrimpy even sicker!”
Azul stays for only a moment before he follows Floyd, giving Jade one last look, “Do make sure my pearl is in good condition. If you can wake them up, ask if they would like a bath.”
“Will do.” 
Jade parts with Azul, walking onto the second floor and toward Yuu’s room. He rested his hand on the doorknob and breathed in deep. Yuu’s blood was interesting, he’s always found it to be since he first smelled that foreign flora that no one could place. But that didn’t mean he wanted to smell it so strongly. He took in another deep breath in hope if he smelled it thoroughly enough the tightness of worry would loosen in his chest. Once calm he creaked the door open, knocking on it gently as he peaked his head in, “Yuu, I’m coming in.”
A simple groan answers him. That was acceptance of entry enough for him. He closes the door behind him and walks to sit in the armchair, moving it just a foot or so closer to the bed. Yuu had rotated since he last saw them. Now lying on their front with the blanket uncovered to their calves, arms wrapped around a pillow and eyes closed. If it wasn’t for the brief moments of their eyebrows creasing in pain, Jade would think they were perfectly fine.
A few minutes pass before Yuu opens their eyes, vision slightly hazy from pain, “Hi.”
“Hi.” Jade smiles, leaning forward to poke their cheek in greeting, “I’m guessing whatever is going on is quite painful?”
“Very much, yes.” They groan, snuggling into their pillow, “Periods are a bitch.”
“Azul said something about that. ‘Period’. That’s what it’s called?” When Yuu confirms, he leans back into the chair, humming under his breath. Now that things had calmed down, Jade couldn't help but call the whole scenario interesting. Finding differences in biology was always a fascinating venture, “Tell me about it.”
“Are you sure? It’s kinda gross and like…as you saw, pretty bloody.”
Jade chuckles, raising a hand to cover his mouth coyly, “I already said I want to know! Please don’t tease me in such a way!” He preens, feeling a small wave of pride at hearing Yuu laugh.
“You’re so weird…Alright.” Yuu angled herself to look over to Jade, raising an eyebrow, “What do you wanna know?”
“Is the bleeding just the first step of it? Do you gain internal injuries to produce the blood? Is the pain a result of-”
“I’m gonna just…stop you right there…” Yuu took a moment, trying to not laugh again, not wanting to change their towels yet, “So…Periods are weird because I feel like I'm injured but it’s all natural because of hormones are whatever.”
“Your hormones make your internal organs stimulate injuring themselves?” he takes a moment to look around the room. Standing up to grab a notepad and pencil from Yuu’s desk before returning to the armchair, "We have basic health classes in middle school. But I've never heard of hormones causing internal bleeding."
“Eh…more like the hormones jumpstart a refreshing process? Not so much internal bleeding.” 
Jade smiled wide, his pencil poised to write down every word they said, "Do tell.”
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Azul texted Crewel to bring an iron supplement potion along with the pain potions. Yuu didn’t have any food besides snacks and her childish cereals, how Floyd managed to find enough items for a seafood alfredo was nothing short of a miracle by Azul’s standards. Sure it wasn’t high in iron like Yuu needed, but it would be warm and something for her to eat.
They were still worried. How could they not be? Their dear friend was a floor above them basically bleeding out from an intimate area that shouldn’t be bleeding. Crewel’s behavior had calmed most of their nerves, Yuu strangely wouldn’t lie to Crewel nearly as much as she would any other teacher. And Crewel wouldn’t be half as calm if something had actually happened. But as Floyd had said to him, ‘It still felt gross’. All of them forced to twiddle their thumbs and wait for Crewel or Yuu to give them all the facts instead of just dismissing their horrific theories.
Floyd scooped the pasta dish into a bowl, as Yuu preferred it, shoving a fork in it and walked past Azul. He didn’t bother to listen to Azul tell him to stop and wait for Yuu to get up from her nap or call for them. He didn’t want to. The only reason he cooked instead of Jade was because his brother couldn’t be trusted in a kitchen alone without shoving mushrooms into something. At least not while Azul was as distracted as he was. But he was just as worried as the others, Yuu was his Shrimpy. He’d share with his brother and Azul. But as far as he was concerned he was doing just that, sharing. Shrimpy was his to look after for as long as she hung around him. And he was already in a bad mood from earlier thinking he had failed her.
“Floyd, Yuu might still be sleeping, we shouldn’t bother them.” Azul scolded him, trying to keep his voice down while making sure it carried a harshness.
“Don’t care. I wanna check on Shrimpy…”
Azul kept quiet before he sighed. He pulled out his handkerchief, if Yuu was still sleeping he could cover the bowl so they could eat later. It would be lukewarm at best, but it’d be clean and ready for Yuu when they woke up, “Fine. Let’s go check on them…”
Floyd didn’t bother to knock, opening the door one-handed and ignoring Azul’s groan behind him, “Shrimpy~, you awake?”
Yuu rolled over, smiling with an edge of weariness, and waved, “Hi Floyd~.”
“Shrimpy!” Floyd nearly dropped the bowl onto the bed sheets, moving to hug and squeeze his best friend. The scent of blood was still strong but just knowing that his friend was okay was enough to keep him in a positive mood. Pulling away, he passes the bowl properly to them, “You doing alright?”
Yuu smiles as Azul moves quickly to place his handkerchief onto her lap, a small comment on the bowl being hot. She kept eye contact with the cecaelian until Azul turned away with a blush. But, she does place the bowl on her lower stomach, the heat helping more than the boys knew, “Thank you for the food. And no, I’m in pain.”
Floyd’s relaxed expression instantly changes, dropping into a frown and downward brows, “Why? What happened to make you bleed like this Shrimpy? If we were in the ocean you’d be a chum magnet…”
Jade looked up from his notes, “Muscle tension.”
“Huh?” Both Azul and Floyd turned to him in confusion.
Jade taps at the notepad, showing the lines of neat handwriting with various questions sprinkled around it, “Yuu’s body is physically pushing the blood out by contracting their pelvic muscles. The involuntary spasms are causing some intense muscle cramps.”
Azul frowns, his hand moving to press on their stomach, almost trying to feel the sensation, “When will it stop? Losing this much blood can’t be good for you…”
Jade looked over his notes, sighing at his findings, “Yuu says this lasts four days normally for them.”
“Four days?” Both Azul and Floyd exclaimed, worry evident in their voices.
Yuu smiled, leaning against their pillows, “Seven is the standard.”
Azul whips his head back to Yuu, eyes wide and glasses nearly falling off his face, “Seven!?”
“How do you stop it?” Floyd looked the most distressed out of all of them, simply looking at Yuu’s lap with poorly veiled concern.
“Oh, Azul, you’ll love this.” Jade beamed, eyes reading over his writing, “This is apparently happening because Yuu didn’t get pregnant.”
Floyd turned to look at Azul, voice deadpan, “Azul, hurry up and knock Shrimpy up so we don’t have to deal with this.”
The scandalized look on Azul’s face makes Yuu burst into laughter, blood be damned. The cecaelian stuttered out a rambled form of scolding and excuses on how he couldn't 'Knock Them Up' and how it was no one’s business what he and his lover did in the bedroom. He only grew more flustered seeing the smiles on the twins' faces, knowing they were internally mocking him and his distressed state.
He snaps his fingers, a golden contract appearing beside him. Gripping it fiercely, he points to the four names signed at the bottom, "In any case! Per our official ‘Quad Agreement’, only Draconia is allowed to impregnate Yuu and that's not even in effect until they’ve both graduated!" With another snap, the scroll was gone, leaving Azul huffing and crossing his arms.
Yuu quiets their laughter, reaching out a hand to hold Azul’s, " Aw~. Are you mad you can't give me an octo baby?"
"I'm mad because you're in pain and the one way to stop this is something we can't do for years!" Azul does loosen his arms, both hands coming to cradle their outstretched one, "You've been acting odd all week before this whole bleeding mess even started. We were worried…"
Floyd pouts, resting his head on Yuu's shoulder, uncaring of how far he had to bend, "You punched me for trying to give you a piggyback ride, Shrimpy. Really hurt my feelings."
"You had seemed quite lethargic the past few days." Jade gave a worried smile, tone clear in just how concerned the past events had made him.
Yuu looked at all of them in shock, looking at the slowly cooling bowl of pasta before they covered their mouth. The room was silent until Yuu closed their eyes and tried to fight back the whimper threatening to leave their throat.
"...Yuu-"
"You guys care so much about me…so much…" Yuu lets go of the bowl, both hands fanning at their face as their eyes well up with tears, "And I've been such a bitch to you." Their voice cracked and slid into a high-pitched wail as the tears started to fall.
Jade’s eyes widened, his mouth opening in a silent gasp as he quickly shared a panicked look with Azul, " O-oh, oh no."
The cecaelian babbled, stuttering under his breath and hovering his hands over Yuu’s body. He wasn’t sure if Yuu wanted to be physically comforted, or even touched, “Yuu? What’s wrong, are you in more pain? Do you need me to call Crewel!?”
Floyd hesitantly pats at Yuu’s head, not wanting a repeat of being sucker punched in the face the last time he touched an upset Yuu, “There, there Shrimpy. Just eat your food…”
Still crying, taking shaky breaths while gathering a collection of noodles and seafood on their fork, “You guys are so nice to me. And I’m a bad friend…”
Jade was subtly leaning away, pressing his back deeper into the chair as he eyed Yuu with mild suspension, “No…You’re a perfectly good friend to us, Yuu.” Hormonal changes would explain Floyd’s notice of Yuu’s scent being 'off'. He assumed the different levels had only affected their body as they had stated. But it seemed their emotions were also being affected. A moody Floyd is something he grew up with, he knew every tell Floyd could give. A hormonally moody Yuu was new and dangerous territory as far as Jade was concerned.
Even with their reassurance, Yuu’s tears wouldn’t stop. The three males grew more uneasy, simply watching their friend bleed on her bed and eat lukewarm pasta while she softly cried. They shared a look between the three of them before Azul stepped forward, a nervous smile on his face while he gently caressed her hair.
“It’s…it’s ok my pearl.”
Yuu looked up, sniffling pitifully before pressing her head into his hand, “I’m sorry I’m so mean to you…”
Azul chuckles, pressing a kiss to their cheek before pulling away, “It’s ok. I will admit, I do like when you’re a bitch.”
The sweet air was gone in a second. Yuu’s crying stopping as though a switch was flipped. They glared up at Azul, “Did you just call me a bitch!?”
“...” Azul looked to the side then back to her, pulling his hand back, “I-”
“So you think I’m a bitch!?”
“No?” The confusion in his voice was clear. He looked at the twins who were just as puzzled, the two eel-mers quickly shrugging at his silent question as to what he did. 
They also had no clue how to proceed. Yuu would normally either let them in on, or at least make their goal clear when they toyed with Azul. But this sort of rapid-fire mood change was not in their MO. It was even more so than Floyd could keep up with.
Yuu turned back to their pasta, tears coming back full force as their anger disappeared, “You’re lying to me…”
“...Would you feel better if I thought you were a bitch?”
“What is that supposed to mean!?”
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Hours later, Floyd opened the door, disheveled and pouting at Crewel and Ortho, “Knifejaw…Hurry up and fix Shrimpy. They’re really mean like this and I’m sick of it.”
Crewel raised an eyebrow, walking into the dorm and waving a hand to send Ortho up before him, “Are they? More so than normal?” He said it with a jovial air, teasing his student since his own moods were the things of nightmares.
“Yes. If I felt like it, I would beg. I can’t handle them like this…”
“...”
Well, that was concerning… Floyd followed Crewel back up the stairs. Opening Yuu’s bedroom he realized that Floyd wasn’t kidding. Next to a standing Ortho Yuu sat on the bed, now cocooned in one of their blankets in Azul’s lap. Tear tracks on their cheeks and angrily sniffling between hand-fed forkfuls of pasta. Azul was sweating, oozing a nervous energy as though he were defusing a bomb and not feeding his lover. Jade sat in the far corner, chair pressed against the wall as far back as it could be and furiously writing notes.
Ortho beeped, eyes showing he was smiling under his mask, “Body scan complete! No external injuries are to be found!” He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around Yuu and resting his head on them, “I’m so glad you’re ok, Prefect Yuu!”
Floyd huffs from the doorway, glaring at the display, “Oh, he can hug you but I get punched if I try?”
Yuu glares, eyes just peaking through Ortho’s flaming hair, “I could never hit Ortho, he’s baby.”
“Prefect Yuu is right, I am baby.” the smug tone was just barely heard through Ortho’s normal frequency of cheer. Looking up his bright yellow eyes meet Yuu’s, “Oh! Just so you know, Ace told the rest of us what was going on in our group chat. Though Crewel-Sensei told me that no one was supposed to know. In his defense though, the timestamps show Ace gave the information before Crewel-Sensei gave the order to not tell anyone.” 
Yuu looks over to their phone on the nightstand, groaning at the wall of texts they’re sure is waiting for them, “God damn it.”
Sighing, Crewel waved his hand, “This is very cute, but Ortho you’re here for medical purposes. Let’s not get distracted.”
“Right!” Ortho stands up straight, holding out a hand as his other arm morphs to produce a syringe. “Prefect Yuu, may I have your arm to take a blood sample?”
Even though it looked like that was the last thing Yuu wanted to do, they managed to remove their arm from the blanket cocoon to place in Ortho’s waiting hand. Looking away while Ortho set to work finding a vein.
Crewel walked to the bed, grabbing a potion from his coat and uncorking it in one fluid movement, “How are you feeling, pup?”
“Like I’m in pain. The same as two hours ago. What kind of fucking question-” A fork full of pasta and sauce was shoved into their mouth, cutting them off from cussing out their teacher/father. Azul smiled timidly when Yuu’s glare snapped to him. Muttering through their food as they chewed, “Don’t you ever fucking try to silence me with pasta, again.”
Waiting until Yuu had swallowed and taken a breath, Crewel shoved the opening of the potion bottle to Yuu’s mouth and forcibly made them drink it, taking care to not justle their arm while Ortho drew blood. He adored his pup. But he was not going to sit idle and let them bark at him like they had the right, “That’s nice sweetie. Take your medicine, you’ll feel better.”
He only let up once the flask was empty, pulling away and placing the glass back into his coat. Yuu’s glare slowly softens, tense body finally relaxing in Azul’s nervous hold. They sigh, dropping their head into the crook of Azul’s neck, nosing into the flushed skin before pulling away to rest their cheek on his shoulder, “Sorry…about threatening your life and stuff. Forgot how bad cramps were…”
Azul, slowly wrapped his arms around them, nuzzling into their hair, “It’s…ok? So long as you’re feeling better now. Were you truly in that much pain?”
Floyd hums from the doorway, folding his arms, “I guess I can give you a pass then. I don’t like being in pain either, it’d make me just as crabby as you’ve been…”
Jade nodded from his corner, but made no move to come closer, “And it’s been nearly 6 hours since the supposed start of all of this. Does the pain really last the whole cycle?”
Yuu nods, “Yeah…I normally take pain meds when I realize it’s started so I don’t feel the worst of it. I take another dose either daily or just when I feel the first dose wearing off. But I didn’t have any potions in the house so I was gonna nap it off until Sam got my order.”
“All done!” Ortho spoke up, the vial of blood being placed in a secondary pouch for safety. Morphing his hand back, he placed his hands on Yuu’s lower stomach, tingles of something pulsing from Ortho’s fingers as he performed another scan, “In the most scientific phrasing you can, tell me what’s going on so I can add it to your file.”
Without missing a beat, Yuu answered, “My vagina is internally peeling and the liquidated lining is being pushed out.”
Ortho closed his eyes and stood up straight, arms resting at his sides. Turning around he walked out of the room, brushing past Floyd and closing the door behind him.
“...” Azul looked at Yuu, the horror from earlier that day returning to his face full force, “Your what is what now!?”
The sound of Jade’s pencil scratching at the notepad starts up again, muttering under his breath about needing more paper. Rushing to the desk and flipping through notebooks for a clean page.
Floyd simply looked sick by the door, the visual refusing to leave his mind.
“You know…” Crewel chuckled under his breath, more annoyed than mirthful, “That would have been a wonderful nugget of knowledge to have two hours ago.”
“I would have loved to not be in pain for half the day, but we don’t all get the raisin butter, do we?”
“Yuu.”
“It is really that different here?”
“Does blood come gushing out of female anatomy for a week? No, no it doesn’t. Yes, it’s different, puppy.”
Yuu sat quietly, looking down before raising their gaze back to Crewel, “I should probably learn more about the biology of this place…”
Crewel shook his head, annoyance clear in his expression while he pulled out folders from his bag, “Yeah you really should.” muttering under his breath about a ‘Dumb adorable dog’ as he slapped the papers on the bedspread, “So to start, there is a similar process-”
Floyd, opens the door, “Yeah, I’m leaving I’m bored and kinda freaked out.”
“Bye, Floyd! Sorry for punching you again.”
“Bye, Shrimpy~! Don’t bleed out!” He slammed the door behind him.
Jade sighed, standing from the armchair, “I should make sure he’s not doing anything too destructive. Best of luck to yourself, Yuu.”
Yuu waves to him while he leaves the room. They look to Azul, raising an eyebrow in question, “You wanna leave too?”
Azul mused for a moment. Female health classes weren’t something he was required to know, nor wanted to know. Anatomy in the Coral Sea was extensive enough, adding on surface world versions couldn’t be too different in hindsight. He might need the info later on in his life, maybe for a deal. Maybe to use it for a creative writing class, would Yuu find it distasteful if he wrote about their period in a horror setting?
“Azul?”
“I’ll stay.”
“Fine.” Crewel smacked his crop in his hand, twirling it to make the papers float and act as a PowerPoint, “Since you scared away the Shroud boy, I’ll have to do it this way.” Pointing toward a digraph of a uterus he spoke, “Luckily enough everything seems to be the same hardware-wise if your previous medical scans are anything to go by. Though, because you don’t have magic in your world, your bodies evolved a more… physical process.”
“Are you seriously telling me you bitches don’t get periods because you have magic?”
Azul slowly lifted a forkful of food to Yuu’s mouth, shakingly offering it like a sacrifice. He found that food was an easy way to calm their seemingly blind rage. He’d have to ask Jade for his notes later since he was too busy trying to keep Yuu and Floyd from fighting each other. He softly breathes a sigh of relief when Yuu lets him stuff the food into their mouth.
Crewel watched the exchange silently before continuing, “Yes…The process here is done normally after a day at most. The body’s natural magic will flare up and revitalize the uterus lining instead of…removing it.” He waved his crop, a photo of a body and various systems replacing the first example, “As I’ve told you before, everyone in Twisted Wonderland has magic naturally in their body’s cells simply from the magical byproduct of our world. So even if someone can not do magic, their body can still store magic to perform such cycles. It’s why scarring is so rare. Seeing how with modern medicine and the body’s cell restorative magic, healing has reached an almost perfect standard.”
Yuu was quiet, looking over the visual examples as Crewel continued his impromptu lecture. Leaning forward, they sighed out for so long it had morphed into a cry. They simply pushed away from Azul, ignoring him when he tried to comfort them. Turning away, they landed face first into the mattress and cried into their pillow. Through their sobs, muffled by the cushion they yelled, “This fucking sucks! I can’t even bitch with anyone else about how much this hurts!”
Azul looked at them in worry, barely noticing the red smears on his pants, “My pearl? Do you want pasta? Pasta makes it better right?”
“Azul, I’m getting real tired of you trying to feed me. I’m not a fucking wild horse you can soothe with delightful seafood pasta!”
Crewel raised an eyebrow, gesturing to the offered bowl in Azul’s shaking hands, “So do you not want the pasta-”
“Yes, I want the fucking pasta!”
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havinganormalone · 2 years
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Conduit Chapter 8
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Link in source, preview below the cut!
“Hey, I think Kakashi is in real trouble,” Naruto said to Dog-sensei. 
The dog flattened its ears and let out a long sigh. It rose to its feet, and a moment later there was a man in its place. Naruto had been trying for months to get a glimpse of the person behind the mutt, and the reveal was… underwhelming.
That has to be the most forgettable face I’ve ever seen.
The man had brown hair– maybe a little shaggy, but not ridiculously unkempt– dark eyes, a face that was masculine without being distinctive. His body (of course nude) was likewise nothing to write home about. It was like this man was made to take stock photos, to be generic enough to exist without distracting. And yet somehow, he was a demon.
Honestly, he’s more interesting as a dog.
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miyacreampie · 3 years
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Lenny sensei's class has begun!~♡
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“Good boy~♡”
synopsis 💭;; Teru sucking his boyfriend off because he's a desperate puppy
note 🖋️;; Broski, I love Terushima. Idgaf what you say. He is the literal definition of ‘I'll swallow your entire next generation’. Again- ignore any mistakes ajzbsjzbajzanjsns just be horny absbsknsk
Male pronouns used
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“Teru, stop it. Mmh~..I'm all sweaty..” (Y/n) uttered softly, a bit out of breath from the run he went on not long ago, and Terushima's heated kissing. He attempted to push his boyfriend away, but ended up pulling him closer. “Stop..I'm tired.”
Yuuji sighed softly. “Damn, can I get some dick once in a while, (Y/n)?” He pouted, giving (Y/n) the biggest puppy dog eyes he could muster. (Y'know, like this- 🥺) “Please? I've been such a good boy lately..isn't it only fair I get a reward?”
(Y/n) gave Terushima a questioning look, but he wasn't lying. Yuuji had taken care of the house and ran most of the errands during the week. He even made dinner on some occasions.
“I'd be fucking you stupid if I had the energy.”
A bit frustrated with his boyfriend's answer, Teru's eyebrow twitches involuntarily. He knew he couldn't make himself feel as good as (Y/n) does when he fucks him. “Can I suck you off at least?!” He asked, the desperation clear in his voice.
Knowing Yuuji would just pester him about it until he got what he wanted, (Y/n) gave in. “Fine. Just let me sit down.” The (h/c) haired man said as he went to the couch and flopped down on it, making the pillows bounce a little. He spread his legs a bit, and Yuuji got on his knees between them.
The blonde's cock throbbed in his shorts as (Y/n)'s musky scent filled his nose. It was so intoxicating to him. He let out a breath that he didn't even know he had been holding, as he pulled out (Y/n)'s semi-hard cock. (Y/n) flinched a little from the cool air suddenly hitting his dick.
“I waited a whole fucking week for this.” Yuuji mewled as his hand pumped (Y/n)'s cock at a fast pace, pulling soft groans from the man above. Once again, Teru's cock twitched. “Heh..does it feel good, daddy?~”
This time, (Y/n)'s cock was the one that twitched.
“Mhm..” (Y/n) looked down at Yuuji. “You gonna be a good boy and suck daddy's dick?” He ran his fingers through Terushima's hair, smirking as the smaller male's breath came out shorter and more shaky.
“Yes~” Teru licked the shaft once before being stopped. He whined.
“No, no, no, *Zasshu-chan~..what do you say before a meal?”
Teru gasped softly. How could he forget? “I'm sorry daddy! I wasn't thinking straight!” he put both hands together as if he were praying, and let his head down a bit. “..I..Itadakimasu~” After he lifted his head, he wasted no time trying to choke down (Y/n)'s massive length.
(Y/n) rubbed Yuuji's head. “You wanted it that bad?” The only response he got was a muffled moan from the man below him. (Y/n) let out a growl-like moan as he felt Yuuji's tongue piercing rub against his cock as the blonde deepthroated him.
‘He tastes like how he smells.. Jesus- I swear this'll make me cu–’ Terushima didn't realize how sloppy he was getting with his tongue until (Y/n) moaned his name– or rather his nickname.
“Z..Zasshu-chan~..shit~”
Yuuji felt his hair being pulled as (Y/n) stood up from where he sat. He pulled away from his boyfriend's cock, looking slightly confused. ‘Holy shit- did I do something wro–’
“Open up and say ‘ahh’..” (Y/n) said, as he looked down at Yuuji with the most sultry look in his eyes.
Being the obedient puppy he was, Terushima opened his mouth, letting his tongue hang out. “..a-ahh…” He wasn't given a chance to properly breathe before (Y/n)'s cock pushed its way into his mouth. Not even three seconds after, (Y/n) put both his hands on either sides of the other's head and began ramming his cock in and out of Terushima's mouth.
Teru gripped (Y/n)'s hips, looking up at the said man who returned his lustful gaze. Every time (Y/n) hit that one spot in his throat, he felt himself nearing his climax. But he wanted to cum when (Y/n) did because that's what a good boy does. (Even though his boner was starting to get a little painful)
Luckily he wouldn't have to wait long for (Y/n) to cum, and he could tell by how much his master's cock twitched in his throat. The twitching made Yuuji gag a little. Yuuji's tongue danced around the underside of (Y/n)'s shaft in a desperate attempt to make the (h/c) haired man cum.
And that he did. The only warning Teru got was (Y/n) shoving his dick as far as he could down Terushima's throat before spraying it with his semen. Once Terushima's throat and mouth were at their full capacity, and (Y/n) finally pulled out, cum was spilling out of his now violated and utterly destroyed cakehole.
He knew better than to swallow before being told to, so he held the cum in his mouth, his jaw now feeling a bit numb. His eyes fluttered shut, the tears that welled up in his eyes finally falling down his face.
“Good. Now swallow. All of it.”
Yuuji did as he was told, swallowing the thick liquid he had been holding in his mouth. When he finished, he let out a shaky breath. Finally regaining his ability to think, Teru noticed the wetness in his shorts. He pulled his shorts and boxers outwards to look.
(Y/n) chuckled, looking into Yuuji's cum stained underwear. “Looks like Zasshu-chan made a mess~..” He pats the blonde on the head and smiles. “You've been such a boy for me, so I'll let it slide.”
The praise made Yuuji blush. (Y/n) told him he was a good boy. It made him feel so happy.
“Thank you, daddy.”
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He's such a good little puppy, isn't he? 😩 We love Teru and his piercing. 💖 Thanks for reading. ♡
*Zasshu or ‘ 雑種 ’ means ‘mutt’.
The class session is now over!~♡
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nhinxsworld · 3 years
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I love pet play so here is me doing pet play scenrios ♡♡♡♡ just some thoughts what pet i think they would have and what they'd do uwu
my list!
Characters: Gojo Satoru x reader ; Megumi Fushiguro x reader ; Toji Fushiguro x reader ; Naoya Zenin x reader and Itadori Yuji x reader
warning: nsfw ; petplay ; dom/sub ; humiliation ; dumbification and idk???
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Gojo Satoru
He peaks as the soft/slutty bunny type of guy or a cunning fox
Honestly his white hair just gives me snow bunny vibes, but any kind of bunny would be cool with him.
On one side he likes to corrupt the innocent looking ones, cute little bunnies who get feral horny with him. Pretty costumized bunny ears for his pet, he can afford it. Pretty pillow princesses he fucks stupid, in any position, but it's a plus if he can see that soft pretty tail.
Or maybe just the classic playboy bunny type, model body. Curvy, pretty ones, the nice lips, nice everything with those skin tight skimpy bunny suits. Fishnet or nylon doesn't matter, he'll rip them apart, he loves that clean sexy look, before he messes everything up.
Why fox? He just peaks me as somewhat you know special out of the usual. Foxes are rather rare for pet play since they aren't the average pet either. Though I can imagine a pretty fox, who would tease him back and is playful would keep him interested. He just might put a collar on you and tugs you around for the fun of it.
He thrives at any title master??? fuck yes baby push his ego. Sir??? hell yeah push his authority might as well call him sensei. daddy?? sure as classic he'll call you little one and other sweet nicknames
Really depends on his mood that day or what you'd want him to do, he can do anything, if you're a good pet for him he'll praise you, if you want to be degraded sure he'll call you his slut and spits on your face.
You just want to fuck ? Sure, he'll fuck you stupid and breeds your bunny/fox hole/cunt. You want him to actually treat you like a pet?? Yeah sure he'll put down a water bowl and all that shit down for you to use, he'll give you hella foreplay.
jokes about animal abuse in the end lol
Megumi Fushiguro
He is my baby, but if I had to pick for him? I'd just say puppy's. Megumi is a confirmed dog person, so yep I think he'd like obedient puppy's. Probably blushes when you put on the ears and the tail, at first he was like nah he isn't into it, but now it gets his dick hard.
He is very soft and sweet, so I can imagine that he'd get along with a playful and obedient puppy's. Loves it when the soft fur of your tail brushes against his skin and how the cute puppy ears peak through your hair. He'll praise you and would call you his good pet as he fucks on all fours. Probably wouldn't tug too much on your collar and leash, it just looks pretty on you.
Would get so flustered at the beginning if you want to call him titles, even if his name is girly, he'd probably still likes the intimacy when you call him by his name between titles.
probably thinks it's a bit weird at first, but you can ease him into it, and he'll tell you what he likes or and what he doesn't like
Toji Fushiguro
I'd just like to think the bias towards dogs runs in the family if not I think he's just the basic cat type same shit but calls you kitty
unlike Megumi, Toji isn't soft. He probably wouldn't care if you'd wear gear or not, actually he might tease and bully you, if you want to wear pretty puppy ears and a tail. Would call you slutty and weird, but he'd still fuck you. He is probably older so he'd just might call you childish and the whole 'You want to be a what kid??' Other than that he wouldn't always call you a good puppy, he'd call you his dumb fucking mutt. Just lives to degrade you and call you stupid. If you want to wear a collar and leash he'll fucking yank you with it, piss him off, and he will choke you with it.
He will literally choke you when you call him daddy. It's unknown of whether he likes or he hates it, he'd just allow it. Sir might be too formal for him a lot of people call him that probably since he is a bit older and works at weird places where he doesn't give his name often. Probably doesn't like master as it might be too touchy towards his family issues back when he was a Zenin.
If it's the cat type he probably is an absolute brat tamer, if you're an egoistic little kitty you're fucked. Get down on your knees for him, he'll fuck your throat until you cry. Be a good kitty for daddy, milk him. Behave and he just might help your little drenching pussy out.
He is just here to fuck, but he would humor you a bit with dirty talk, if you do well, and he likes you. Otherwise nah he wouldn't really go deep into petplay. He is an adult man who was married to what it seems a very normal women so he probably doesn't want to do something super wild or new.
Naoya Zenin
hmmmm I think it's a bit difficult because one dogs are obedient, but they're also often considered dirty mutts I feel like he'd rather like something expensive like one of those white beautiful fur blue eye cats (lmaoo gojo) though cats are seen as arrogant, and he wants his to submit to him fully
probably looks and acting wise he'd like cats but he'd go for dogs too
He just seems like the type to degrade you, and it's easier to insult a dog than a cat y'know?
LMAOO FORGET THE GEAR WITH HIM you won't ever get to ask him to put on ears. He is a traditional man, the max he'd put on you is a collar. I just don't see him wanting to take you on your suggestions and I don't see him suggesting it himself.
If you're very, very, very well-behaved he just might call you a good dog. Yep, don't expect him to call you something cute like puppy. Probably the type to not let you wear any clothes, but your collar. Makes you crawl around with a leash attached, he wants to see you suffer, he wants to dehumanize you. He fucking owns you, he does whatever he wants with you. You're here for his pleasure not yours and he gets off to you being embarrassed and humiliated.
Bark back and he'll put a muzzle on you.
Don't even hesitate to lick the floor he walks on, don't look at him, when he doesn't allow it. He will punish you upon misbehaving and his punishments are real torture.
With him, you need to be well-trained and groomed, a dirty disobedient pet isn't going to stay anywhere near him. Be a good pet, and he just might let you sleep next to his bed, if you do very well and present yourself well in front of his family he just might treat you well and allow you to sleep on the bed.
This isn't pet-play to him he is just an asshole. If he makes you eat face first from a bowl like a dog, he does it to humiliate and laugh at you. Calls you pathetic.
Yuji Itadori
lmaooo its said he is mixed between dogs and cats, but I think he'd have a cat lean when it comes to pet-play
it's just the whole catgirl/catboy/catenby on the internet for him, he thinks cat ears are cute
would totally be exited if you wanted to wear cat ears and tail, he'd just be fascinated about them for while, thinks it's super cute nothing weird at all
hell he'd love it if you wore the cat ears outside bedroom activities too
Would coo and praise you, goes pspsp and all the shit like you're a real cat
wholesome sex but would get horny af if you meow while he pounds you
absolutely mad horny when your collar jingles around while he fucks you, it's too cute
Thinks it's super fucking cute would totally be intrested to look further for fun, probably would platonically treat you as a pet too. Calls you kitty outside the bedroom.
Neck scratches !!
Calls you his pretty kitty, would be down to do anything.
He is your biggest simp :)
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twstdreams · 3 years
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Packed with Love
Happy holidays to the cute @sunnytwst! Hope you enjoy your present!
Pairing: Divus Crewel x male!reader (married)
Content warning: food
“I’m gonna add this! It’ll make it go faster!” Grim exclaims while plucking off senecio leaves.
“Are you crazy? If this you stay overtime Crewel-sensei is gonna punish you a lot, since it’s that day!” Ace warns. The Ramshackle prefect promptly snatches the fuzzy leaves from Grim’s paws.
“What’s special about today?” the prefect inquires. 
“Today his husband drops off lunch! He’s super mean if you’re late on these days,” Ace explains. Subsequently, Deuce intently stares at his cauldron as if his gaze could pressure the potion into working.
“Time’s up! Clean your stations immediately! Bad puppies who take too long will get punished!” Divus announces in a clear voice. Divus makes sure to keep an eye on his troublesome students, labs are the most dangerous and accident prone given the nature of ingredients, but he has to actively focus from keeping his mind from wandering to you. The students scurry but luckily nothing is broken in the process. No one comments on it, but they do notice that Divus glances at the window a little more often than usual.
Divus inspects the lab to ensure everything has been put back in its place and nothing is left on when he hears the door open after three sharp knocks. No one dares enter his lab without asking except for two people and he knows it’s not the headmaster. 
“Are you finished, my love?” you call out with two bento boxes in hand.
“Yes, amazingly the puppies didn’t make a mess,” he replies while opening the door to his office, a safe distance away from the chemicals. Every student followed his strict set of protocols when it came keeping chemicals contained to the lab. No fool would make it past the entrance to his office with dangerous materials in hand without a whip or two.
“Perhaps you have a good litter?” Your husband scoffs in response but you place a gentle kiss on his cheek to placate him. “I’m sure it’s thanks to your training too.”
“There are a couple of mutts I have to train very strictly, or they’ll end up with only red marks,” he remarked. You smiled calmly but internally you wished those students the best of luck because they were going to need it. 
“Let’s relax for now and eat lunch,” you suggest, hoping to steer the conversation away from his stressors.
“Oh? This is new,” he comments but doesn’t hesitate to try a bite. His bento box is filled with rice and his favourite meat side dishes but what catches his eye is the spotted pattern you’ve replicated with black sesame and popping boba.
“I used your favourite broth as a base, then used sodium alginate and calcium lactate you picked up for me to create the spheres,” you explain, “I had to test out a couple of different methods to find one that had consistent results, but it worked out in the end.” 
“This experiment is a success,” Divus compliments and it only makes your grin grow, knowing your husband isn’t one to bother with fake flattery. The conversation moves naturally from one topic to the next from plans for the next break to style. Even the comfortable silence while the two of you eat brings comfort during a busy workday.
“I better get going now,” you announce. Class starts in 15 minutes and you don’t want to get caught in the rush of students. You lean into him but instead of an embrace, he traces your jaw with a gloved hand and a smirk that emanates confidence. The glint in his eyes almost prompts you to work for your goodbye kiss.
You grasp his hand and guide it to your cheek. You nuzzle slightly into it before placing a peck on his exposed wrist, right on his pulse point. He tilts your face and rewards you with a soft kiss. Your lips glide over one another, but he pulls away too soon and you let out a sigh.
“If you wait like a good pup at home, I’ll reward you,” Divus promises you and those words keep you company until the sun dips below the horizon and you return to his arms.
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wordsdrippinginink · 3 years
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sorry i lied, one more. SaboKoala or BNHA ship of choice "Due to personal reasons, I will be performing vigilante justice"
“Sensei,” Midoriya asks, hand shaking as he stares at the word vigilantism written on the board and underlined three times. “Why-”
“Vigilantism is something that you will all run into in your careers,” Aizawa says over him, looking more exhausted then he had yesterday. “However most vigilante style justice that you run into will not be committed by vigilantes.”
“It won’t?” Kaminari demands, looking confused. “I thought that was the definition of vigilante justice.”
“The definition as we will consider it is taking the law into your own hands to take revenge or vengeance on someone who had transgressed against you or someone you care for,” Aizawa yawns, rubbing the back of his head as he wrote that out on the board. “The biggest perpetrators of such actions are actually heroes.”
Midoriya spares a glance to where Iida is looking decidedly uncomfortable, avoiding the board as he writes his notes. Todoroki looks much less effected, chin resting in the palm of his hand as he listens to Aizawa explain why heroes were driven to vigilante justice.
“The most prevalent reason is they think the law has failed them. It doesn’t have be just them thinking it either. Heroes have gotten themselves into trouble numerous times going after someone who has injured or killed someone they loved.”
“Do you have an example?” Ashido asks, scribbling something new on her paper. Surrounded by what, from Midoriya’s point of view, inaccurate renditions of Aliens from the Alien franchise. “Like what could push someone that far?”
Aizawa frowns for a moment, before sighing, “I was officially written up for tracking down someone who injured one of my friends and getting a little too,” he considers his next words carefully. “Harsh with detainment.”
“You?” Uraraka gasps, looking shocked.
“You can be written up for being too rough with a criminal for a number of reasons,” Aizawa mutters, eyes narrowing dangerously at something that Midoriya can’t see. “Did you have something to share with the class, Hagakure?”
“Has there ever been a hero who killed someone for something like that?” Hagakure asks brightly, repeating herself. “Like in the new movie that’s coming out? I’ve never heard of it, but most movies do have something realistic right?”
Aizawa sighs, mouth vanishing into his scarf as he carefully doesn’t look around the classroom, “There’s been threats of it in the past and several attempts, but I have never personally dealt with someone who has accomplished their goal in that case.”
“Oh,” Hagakure sighs, slumping over her desk dramatically.
“If you do get caught doing something like that,” Todoroki starts slowly, eyes bright enough that Midoriya is almost certain that he’s laughing. “Should you try and fight the police?”
“You should not try to fight the police,” Aizawa answers, something that looks almost liked resigned recognition crossing his face. “Todoroki, they can consider it resisting or tampering with an investigation and add to your charges.”
“I see,” Todoroki mutters adding something to his notes, tilting them when he sees Midoriya is looking. Kill the officer too. “I will follow your advise.”
Midoriya bites the inside of his cheek, trying desperately on to laugh, trying not to imagine Todoroki calling the Chief of Hosu’s police a mangy mutt. He doesn’t think he succeeds, not when Aizawa turns to him and narrows his eyes dangerously.
The bell rings before he can say anything, the door flying open to reveal Present Mic already there.
“Eraser!” he pauses, raising an eyebrow as he looks at the board. “They let you teach that class?”
“Of course they do, Mic.”
“After your whole-”
“Mic.”
“Eraser, you threw your license in a cop’s face and said now I’m not licensed, shut your fucking mouth. So you could punch someone in the face.”
Aizawa shifts, the way he does when he’s considering how to turn something in his favor and failing, Midoriya notates the action into his notebook, “Bold words from a man who once looked Nedzu in the eye and said due to personal reasons, I’m going to be preforming vigilante justice before throwing several of your fellow teachers out of third story windows.”
“They deserved it,” Present Mic grins, unrepentant, brushing shoulders with Aizawa as they passed each other. “Take a nap, Energy Saver!”
Midoriya hums, making another note on Aizawa’s pages, the last time Vlad had called him that, Aizawa had twisted his arm behind his back and called him Toga’s dad for a week. He had even told Midnight to shut up when she had tried and Midoriya was sure they were friends. Which meant that Present Mic was special, possibly even dating, if Midoriya was right. Which he was sure that he was.
Now if Todoroki would stop trying to tell him that Aizawa was dating that one police officer with the cat head. That was almost as bad as his theory that All Might was Midoriya’s dad.
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