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Hc that sincere kindness is a turn on for Touya bc “oh wow do you really mean it when you say im pretty? Oh you like my hair? You think my flames are amazing and that im super duper talented?” And it’s like that one pickup line “are you a school bus cos im about to drop off some kids on ya yk” like he’d be so touched because he’s never experienced this kind of love besides from his mother (mamas boy teehee) but when it’s from you he’s like “okay future wife keep going oh hey did you take your birth control great yeah ok just making sure no reason” like you reap what you sow ig and that includes his heart because he’s not going anywhere but your room for the night atp

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black haired dabi = slutty brat

white haired touya = omg baby !!! why are you out go home!!!! it’s not safe for u!!!!!

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HE LOOKS SO COOL IN THE NEWEST POPULARITY POLL ART RAGGHGHGHG

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His wings are so much bigger and more majestic in the mangas than in the anime. Also I feel like they're much more anatomically correct and detailed.

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WARNING!

This fic is not suitable for minors. It contains sexual relationships, accidental pregnancy, substance abuse, withdrawal, and addiction. This is a sequel fic.

Chapter 4

No one is immune to propaganda

The summer sun blazes through the window of your room. You roll over and turn the aircon on. July is approaching quickly, and time feels like it’s been flying by. Your doctor's appointment went well, and he put you on a whole vitamin regimen to help with the baby’s development. You still face bouts of morning sickness, but it’s less severe than before—probably since you’re no longer going through withdrawal from your medication.

All in all, your body is healing, and the baby is growing more and more each day. Your headaches have gone away as well.

You get out of bed to use the bathroom and shower. As you stare at your naked body, you notice how your stomach has grown ever so slightly. It’s uncomfortable to see, but thankfully you can still hide your stomach with your clothes. If anyone asks, you can just chalk it up to gaining weight from being sober for the first time in over a year.

Toshinori bought a plot of land and hired a company to begin building a new house. The location is closer to your work, and there’s a good school nearby. It’s the kind of thing new parents dream of. It feels surreal. It should be your dream too, but it's all moving so quickly it doesn't even feel real.

After your shower, you scroll on your phone. You’ve spent so long avoiding the news, but curiosity finally gets the best of you. 

“Asuka: Friend or Foe? A detailed look into the villain's history”

You translate the article into English to understand it better.

“Asuka from the League of Villains is a mystery that the world hopes to solve. A young woman born over 300 years ago traveled through time and space through a whirlpool personality incident. Adopted by the infamous villain, All for One, she takes on a new name and identity, but how involved is she with the villain? How did an innocent young woman turn into something so evil?

“Sources say she stole more than one-million-yen worth of items. Others claim that she was a key reference in multiple murders by the villain's ally, Dabi (also known as Todoroki Touya). She was an active member of the Paranormal Liberation Front for several months leading up to its disbandment and eventual arrest.”

You click out of the defamatory article. Well, that’s just an obscenely dramatic misrepresentation of everything.

The whirlpool personality incident must be a mistranslation of the Vortex Quirk Incident, and you wonder what it’s actually being referred to in your home country.

There’s a video some ways down about Tomura. You hesitate to click on it, but you decide to, against your better judgment.

“Who was Shigaraki Tomura?” the reporter asks a random person on the street.

“He was really terrifying. It’s good news that he was defeated,” one guy says. A bubble pops up next to him stating: office worker, 35.

The video cuts to two young women with the bubble stating: students, 21.

“Um, my friend got killed by that vicious murderer! Honestly, it’s the worst! And now my life is totally messed up,” one of them says.

The other chimes in, “Also my house was destroyed.”

The video cuts to an old woman. “I always wonder why they couldn’t have stopped him sooner.”

The video cuts again to another young man in his thirties. “Everyone thought that freak was just some punk at first. No one ever thought he’d actually be a threat—”

You click out of the video. Yeah, that’s enough of that nonsense. No wonder Toshinori and Detective Sato wanted me to stay away from the news—the news sucks balls.

A separate headline catches your attention: “Blood Banks Scramble to Secure New Supply”

Well, that’s interesting… You click on the article.

“Blood banks around the Tokyo Metropolitan area have faced a shocking loss of supply over the past few weeks. Detectives have been working on the case of the missing bags, but so far nothing has come up. Specialists are wondering if this is an inside job and if these hospitals can even be trusted.

“One woman states, ‘I’ve been donating blood every six months for three years. This is the first time this has happened. How am I supposed to keep donating when it keeps going missing?’

“Central Hospital has been the hardest hit, with several liters of blood from various donors lost. The city is in dire need of a blood supply as many people are recovering from the scourge of this archvillain.” 

You muse to yourself, these translations are really bad. I should practice reading Japanese more…

There’s another headline that seems much less drastic that catches your attention: “Heteromorphs Rally to Ban Exotic Animal Cafes”

You click on the article and attempt to read it in Japanese.

“At Central Hospital during the largest villain attack in the country many heteromorphs together for better change rallied. Now they continue the [...] fight. Many heteromorphs together exotic animal cafe ban rally. The gathering for the ban called because [...] heteromorphic humans [...]. 

“‘We exotic are not!’ one protester said.”

Toshinori’s voice calling for you pulls your attention away from the phone. Quickly saving the article to read for later, you meet him in the living room where he’s sorting through the day’s mail.

“It’s from the immigration office.” He hands you an envelope with your name on it.

You peel it open, and a little plastic ID card falls out. You pick it up, staring at it.

“Yagi Asuka,” you read. “Oh my god it’s official.”

“It’s official,” he repeats in awe, as if he wasn’t pulling some strings behind the scenes to get the documents to pass anyway.

A surge of emotions overwhelms you. You should be excited—this marks a new beginning for you. This officially sheds you of your old villain name and legally grants you one that will surely help you with building your new life. This is the opportunity to give your unborn child the name that’s built off of a legacy—a very wealthy and notable one. You should be grateful to have this name.

Yet, it’s still the name of Tomura’s sworn enemy. 

So easily, the guilt returns with its unyielding grip, twisting your stomach into knots.

“You don’t seem happy,” he notices.

“I feel weird.”

“I know it’s strange right now, but I’m sure the feeling will pass.”

I’m not so sure about that, you want to say as you hold the little ID in your hand. “Yeah, I’m sure it will.”

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some kind of au....

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He says, while wearing a League of Legends shirt

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These bitches fuckin gay to me

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touya and shoto’s friends

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human spinner doodles ( + shigaraki cuz they're besties)

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We'll get through this!

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Idk whether I’ve already stated this before but

Shigaraki wants you, entirely. He wants to know your dirtiest and deepest secrets and desires. He wants to know all of you even the things you’re insecure about and the things you’ll never show to anyone else but him. He wants to do the same but he’s worried that you’ll find him disgusting and fucked up because that’s what he is. He wants the moments like when you two are just tangled together in bed, covered in sweat and cum, scratches and bite marks, your face covered in tears and his still drooling a lil bit after some love making. He likes knowing that the two of you are connected to the fullest extent. Also there is no-the best way i can describe it- grace period in a relationship with him. You know where after awhile in a relationship, you finally feel comfortable and not embarrassed doing smth like tooting in front of your partner? Yeah his version is telling you the most fucked up things in his head after he fucks the living day out of you. Whether its about how he wanted to take you in the dirtiest and fucked ways imaginable, or how society needs to be destroyed and how those who disagree, regardless of sex, age, gender, quirk, will be destroyed too.

Yeah maybe it’s just his possessive nature but he truly wants all of you, every part of you should be his. He doesn’t ever wanna find out about any secrets you might’ve not told him. You shouldn’t have any secrets with him and he’ll try not to have any with you.

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Unusual Asks

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? 

is your room messy or clean?

what color are your eyes?

do you like your name? why?

what is your relationship status? 

describe your personality in 3 words or less

what color hair do you have?

what kind of car do you drive? color?

where do you shop?

how would you describe your style?

favorite social media account

what size bed do you have? 

any siblings?

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?

favorite snapchat filter? 

favorite makeup brand(s)

how many times a week do you shower?

favorite tv show?

shoe size?

how tall are you?

sandals or sneakers? 

do you go to the gym? 

describe your dream date

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?

what color socks are you wearing? 

how many pillows do you sleep with?

do you have a job? what do you do? 

how many friends do you have? 

whats the worst thing you have ever done? 

whats your favorite candle scent? 

3 favorite boy names

3 favorite girl names

favorite actor? 

favorite actress? 

who is your celebrity crush?

favorite movie? 

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? 

money or brains? 

do you have a nickname? what is it? 

how many times have you been to the hospital?

top 10 favorite songs

do you take any medications daily? 

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)

what is your biggest fear? 

how many kids do you want? 

whats your go to hair style?

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) 

who is your role model? 

what was the last compliment you received?

what was the last text you sent?

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?

what is your dream car? 

opinion on smoking?

do you go to college? 

what is your dream job? 

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? 

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? 

do you have freckles? 

do you smile for pictures?

how many pictures do you have on your phone? 

have you ever peed in the woods? 

do you still watch cartoons? 

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?

Favorite dipping sauce? 

what do you wear to bed? 

have you ever won a spelling bee?

 what are your hobbies?

can you draw? 

do you play an instrument?

what was the last concert you saw? 

tea or coffee?

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?

do you want to get married?

what is your crush’s first and last initial?

are you going to change your last name when you get married? 

what color looks best on you? 

do you miss anyone right now? 

do you sleep with your door open or closed?

do you believe in ghosts?

what is your biggest pet peeve? 

last person you called`

favorite ice cream flavor? 

regular oreos or golden oreos? 

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? 

what shirt are you wearing? 

what is your phone background?

are you outgoing or shy?

do you like it when people play with your hair?

do you like your neighbors? 

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning?

have you ever been high? 

have you ever been drunk? 

last thing you ate? 

favorite lyrics right now

summer or winter? 

day or night? 

dark, milk, or white chocolate? 

favorite month? 

what is your zodiac sign

 who was the last person you cried in front of? 

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Coffee or tea? (Or monster drinks)

None of the above. I like reigns.

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Late Night

Pairing: Dark Hawks x (female) Reader

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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Female Reader

SUMMARY: Keigo hates threatning you - only when necessary.

WARNINGS: Implied Kidnapping; Threats.

AN: Please, reblog and give me feedback.

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"Hey, c'mon, don't cry..." 

He tries, tentatively reaching with a hand but instantly stopping at the abrupt increase of your sobbing. 

"Y/n? Babe, pretty please..." he sighs, rubbing his tired eyes, "Let's just go to sleep, yeah? It’s getting late and I have to wake early tomorrow."

"Leave me alone." you howl the words out, as if you're a wounded dog. You feel like one, to be fair. Bunched up in a corner of this huge room, face contorted as you cry ugly tears and snot. 

It's only been a week since you were taken from the comfort of your life, and you still can't stop the aching pain that burns your heart whenever you think about it. 

During the day, it’s slightly more manageable to pretend that it’s fine, that you’ll eventually escape him, that everything will be fine.

But as soon as the dark cast of the night hits, it’s like all the overwhelming weight of sad reality starts to wear you down. 

You’re so tired of him. You just wanna go home and hide underneath the safety of your blankets. 

“Babe….”

Keigo sighs once again, leaning back at the adjacent beige wall as he runs his fingers through the blonde hair. 

"Hate to ask, but any chance you can speed this up? Not to the part where you relentlessly beg to go home, to which I'll say no - obviously." Keigo says with such normality as if he’s asking you to turn the lights off.

"Also not the part where you cry your pretty eyes out for another 20 minutes, yell shitty things, threaten me, and so goes on…”

You gulp, with a new batch of tears forming as he tilts his head to the side, lips curling into a half-smile as if your despair amuses him. 

“... but yes to the part where you finally shut up with the hysteria and we go to bed.”

You tearfully glare at him, indignation flaring up at his nonchalant words. 

“I hate you. You kidnapped me!" you continue, half-choking in your own tears, hoping the hatred and anger in your face is enough to show him just how much you hate him. “I hate you!” 

Keigo dismissively shrugs his shoulders, despite the new tension in his jaw as he glances at his wrist watch. 

“I’m not the bad guy here, babe.” 

“You-” 

“If I was the bad guy…” he interrupts you, an unpleasant glint in his eyes showing that deep your words didn’t sit right with him. “...right now I’d be punching a hole into your pretty face for being such a brat. Or maybe I’d be ripping your tongue out with my bare hands, so you won’t speak bullshit like that. Maybe you’d like that better?” 

Your eyes widen at that, body freezing as fear takes control of you. 

For most times Keigo is laid-back and chill, but times like these are the ones that remind you that he’s just as dangerous as a villain is. He could easily hurt or even kill you within seconds, and there was nothing your quirkless ass could do to stop him.

You are at his mercy, much like you’ve always been ever since he took you. 

You hate how helpless you feel. 

Keigo notices your mortified reaction and walks closer, crouching in front of you. 

“Didn’t mean to scare you, babe.” he says with a jovial tone. “But I really need you to behave, ‘kay?”

His hand elevates and he ignores your flinch as he brushes away a few tears. 

“Enough with the tears, you’re too pretty to be cryin’ like that.” he smiles, hand lowering to grab your forearm.

He stands up, pulling you with him towards the bed. 

“Now, let’s go get our beauty sleep.”