#GOD I LOV HQ SO MUCH

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i'll keep you safe in these arms of mine // hold on to me pretty baby and you'll see

chapter seven - i'll keep you safe

a/n ; Like I said before, this is going to follow the manga pretty closely for a while, up until the Big Reveal. Of course there are gaps for me to fill with whatever I want, but as far as when you see the actual characters, I won't be changing much. For now. I have so many plans for this series and I hope you still enjoy reading it!

warnings ; swearing, cannon-typical violence words ; 7.8k

The next day Todoroki Enji was gone from your room, and you were grateful. The conversation you’d had before still left you shaken, you’d let too much info slip in the heat of your anger and you had a sneaking suspicion the number one hero had pieced together that Dabi was, in fact, his “dead” son, Touya.

You just couldn’t keep your damn mouth shut when it came to your anger. It’s one of the reasons you’d gotten in so much trouble with Hana, wherever she is now. You couldn’t bite your tongue, especially not when it came to Touya.

Gods, you’d even told Endeavor you loved him, what the fuck? It wasn’t a lie, though. You did, and after everything, after all the shit you’d been through with and for him (mostly because of him, though, let’s be honest here) you were only more convinced of your affections.

But the thought of telling him about those feelings…that scared the shit out of you. The attraction you held for each other was obvious to the both of you, and there was that sense of camaraderie you held not only as fellow LOV members, but because of all the conversations you’d shared.

And Touya had come to your rescue, saving the day like the hero he was in your eyes. A bit of a fucked up, villainous hero, but he was your hero. And that’s what mattered, right?

Your face heat up just thinking about it. What would you even say? ’hey, mind if I get a light? Oh, by the way I talked to your dad and ended up telling him I was in love with you. No pressure though.��� Yeah, not happening.

For now, you decided to keep your conversation with Endeavor a secret. Not that you were trying to keep things from Touya, but you weren’t sure how he’d take the news. Especially since those wounds were so raw after their confrontation before. You resolved yourself to keep both things a secret for now, including your growing love for him.

There would be a time and a place for a confession, and amidst everything happening you reasoned that now wasn’t it.

The next few days passed uneventfully, Touya hadn’t come to see you and though you sorely missed his company, you knew it was safer if he stayed away. A few police officers came to question you, and you feigned ignorance, not giving them anything to work from.

After about a week, you were permitted to leave with a prescription for pain medicine and a bag of clean gauze and other medical supplies. Your injuries still hurt whenever you moved, and despite how bad they looked right now, the doctor assured you the scarring would be minimal.

As you stood just outside the hospital, wearing the baggiest tan colored scrubs and no shoes, you wondered how you were going to get back to HQ. You could walk there, but that would take you the better part of today and tomorrow. You could call a cab, but you didn’t have any money. You could steal a car, but so many had gps tracking these days and you didn’t want to risk the police raiding the hideout.

You could hitchhike, but then the risk of another civilian knowing the location was an issue. You could also call someone, Touya or Toga. But you didn’t have a cellphone, and you couldn’t remember their numbers. So, walking it was.

 

While you were in the hospital, things had…changed within the League. Kurogiri got himself arrested, for one. And finances were scarce, which meant everyone’s least favorite type of crime: petty. Stealing what you could and robbing what you could to make ends meet. Even villains need necessities like food and shelter.

This was the reason Touya hadn’t visited you lately: they were moving. That warehouse you’d previously taken residence in was too vast and too expensive, and Mr. Compress had sourced a small three-bedroom house in the meantime. It was two stories, and so far out of town nobody would know who lived there. And there was constant construction nearby, so they got a real deep discount on the rent.

It wasn’t ideal. There were seven of you to house, after all. That meant Shigaraki got his own room, and the rest of you would be sharing. Two people to each room wasn’t terrible though, assuming that some weren’t shy about bunking in the living area.

Toga immediately claimed one of the bedrooms with Twice, giggling and lamenting on how it was like an extended slumber party. Spinner tried to lump Touya and Mr. Compress together, but it only took a slight threat from Touya for him to not only agree to be the one to share with Mr. Compress, but to also give him the final bedroom.

Which he would be sharing with you. Only you didn’t know it yet.

He smirked at the thought of having you all to himself, without worrying about Hana getting in the way.

First things first, though. You needed something to sleep on, and the League needed new members. So that’s what Touya set out to do, including the five-finger discount on essentials.

 

Walking such a long distance with so many injuries still healing sucked, and it wore you out quicker than you had expected. It was sundown and you hadn’t made it halfway yet. Even just taking it slow had caused you to be out of breath, having not moved much in almost an entire month. It was a miracle your muscles hadn’t atrophied more.

You paused for a break, leaning against the cold brick of an underpass. It was difficult to catch your breath, and you wished you had some water or something to wet your throat. A warm breeze rustled your hair and clothing, and you inhaled deeply.

The acrid smell of exhaust and asphalt burned your nose, but it was tinged with something sweet you couldn’t place. Your stomach growled. You had refused your last few meals because the anxiety and worry about your encounter with Endeavor had left you nauseous. Now you wish you had eaten all you could get your hands on.

“Well, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes,” a familiar voice jolted you out of your thoughts and your wide eyes met with cool turquoise ones. Your breath hitched at the man before you, and you all but ran to him and collapsed into his arms.

“Hey there, doll. You didn’t tell me they let you out.” He said with a smirk, tilting his head slightly to the side to look at you.

“I-I didn’t have any way to contact you, or anyone else. I don’t have a phone and you guys aren’t exactly on the grid.”

“Hm. Y’know it’d be real bad if I didn’t run into ya. We just finished moving to a new place. You’d walk all that way for no reason and then you’d be really lost.”

“And nobody thought to come and tell me?” You weren’t angry, but you were annoyed that they hadn’t thought of you. No, actually, you were pissed that they hadn’t thought of you.

“I’m a member too, or did you forget? What would happen to me if I made it back and couldn’t find you guys? I’d be homeless again, and I don’t think I need to be the one to tell you I’m in no condition to be fucking around trying to pickpocket or whatever the fuck else I’d have to do to feed myself.”

Touya eyed you as you spilled your anger, letting you get it out of your system.

“But whatever, I guess. I’m more disposable than I thought. Glad to know where I stand with you all. You know,” you let out a bitter laugh and shook your head, “I thought you cared about me. How stupid does that make me?”

“Woah, hey now,” Touya stepped forward, dropping the bags you didn’t realize he was carrying, “Aren’t you getting ahead of yourself here? How were we supposed to know when they’d release you? We just finished moving today, I was planning on coming to tell you this evening. Give me more credit, doll.” His voice was calm and even, his arms slightly outstretched as he gestured while he talked. For some reason it just made you angrier.

Here you were, thinking he’d cared for you. Admitting to Endeavor of all people that you loved him. And now you weren’t sure he felt anywhere close to the same. You bit your lip, and lowered your eyes, fighting back tears. You were so stupid to think that anyone would feel that way about you.

“Whatever,” your voice came out strained and quiet, stopping Touya in his tracks, “just…take me home.”

He stared at you for a moment, torn between wanting to kiss you and wanting to hold you. You were about to cry because of him, and though he didn’t quite understand what he’d specifically done to cause this, he wanted to comfort you. He wanted to make it right.

But Touya was bad at this. He didn’t know how to mend things, how to fix things once they were broken. With Hana he’d never even tried, and with you…well it was always you putting him back together, wasn’t it?

What if you backed away from him when he tried to touch you? He didn’t know how you were doing after…after Hana. He didn’t want to trigger you or hurt you more than you already were, so instead of following his instincts and pulling you close and kissing your tears away, he just stood there. Stood there like an idiot watching the one person in the world he genuinely loved cry because he was stupid and oblivious.

“Come on then,” he said after a moment, turning his back to you and retrieving the abandoned bags. You rubbed at your eyes, and followed him, and for the first time the silence between you was uncomfortable.

You shouldn’t have blown up on him like that, and you knew it. You were just emotional after everything, and the thought that you’d been lying to yourself and misreading his affections towards you stung. He hadn’t tried to reassure you that he did, in fact, care for you and your mind was locked onto that single thing.

As you were wrapped up in your thoughts, Touya noticed you were struggling to keep pace, already breathing heavy after a few minutes. He made to slow down, trying to keep things easier on you but he was worried. Would you be mad if he offered to carry you? Could he even do that while juggling the mass of bags on either wrist?

He glanced at you over his shoulder and immediately felt even worse. You were wrapped around yourself, biting your lip with your brows furrowed. He didn’t notice before, but you were barefoot, even.

You hadn’t noticed Touya stopping until your knees bumped into his back. Surprised, you blinked owlishly down at where he was crouched in front of you with fistfuls of bags on either side.

“Touya-?”

“C’mon, I can’t let ya walk the rest of the way like that.”

“I don’t-“

“Let me carry you.”

You blushed hard at the thought. Maybe he did care after all? Or was he just being nice? Would he do the same for anyone? The image of him carrying Toga crossed your mind and you realized how absurd it was. No way in hell would he offer to carry just anyone.

“B-but your bags…”

“Come on, doll. ’M stronger than I look. ‘Sides, ya look like you’re about to keel over any second. Let me help.”

You sighed, succumbing to his wishes and climbed onto his back. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and tightened your knees around his waist. He was so warm beneath you, and even though it was a nice day, you buried your head into him. Touya chuckled at you, who gave you the right to be so cute?

“D-don’t patronize me,” you murmured, which only caused him to bark out a laugh this time.

“Sorry, doll, I didn’t expect someone who was mad at me to snuggle so close like that,” you could hear the shit-eating grin in his voice.

“I-…I’m not mad at you.”

“Hm? Coulda fooled me.”

You sighed into him, “I just…everything is a lot, you know? I’m still processing what happened, and I just got frustrated that nobody thought of me.”

“Hey, hey, that’s not the truth at all, y’know? At least I thought of you. I just didn’t know when they’d let you out, okay? We really need to get you a burner phone.” He glanced back at you briefly to gauge your reaction.

You nuzzled your forehead deeper into him and squeezed his shoulders tighter. So, he had thought of you. Of course, he did, he was always kind to you and even if he was a little rough around the edges, it didn’t mean he was evil. You kicked yourself even more for getting so mad at him.

“I’m sorry,” you said finally and Touya stopped in his tracks at your apology. You felt him stiffen beneath you, apparently not used to being apologized to. He was silent for a long moment and you felt the need to explain yourself further.

“I got mad at you for something you couldn’t control, just because I was frustrated. It was unfair of me, and I’m sorry. C-can you forgive me?”

More silence. Touya was so fucking glad you were perched on his back and couldn’t see just how pink his cheeks were, and he prayed you couldn’t feel how fast his heart was beating.

In all his time with Hana, she hadn’t once apologized for all the bullshit she put him through. Not a single time did she ever feel remorse for the way she’d treated him. And he just…put up with it. Because that was as good as it gets for him – at least that’s what he thought. He’d have to deal with it, grit his teeth and sink in his heels while she ruthlessly attacked him physically and verbally, because it’s what he deserved.

But when he was with you, he dared to think things could be different. He dared the think that maybe it wasn’t violence, death, and hatred that he deserved, but love and compassion. Kindness, even.

“Nothin’ to forgive, doll.” He spoke lowly, swallowing the lump in his throat. One apology was all it took to start knocking down those walls, and he was feeling conflicted as he pressed on.

You, on the other hand, were feeling relief. Not only because it seemed he wasn’t angry with you, but also because your body still ached and walking as much as you had that day started to take its toll. Being carried like this was a huge reprieve on your sore muscles and joints, and on the still-healing lacerations that marred your back.

You fell into comfortable silence for the rest of the journey to the new hideout, and though you’d vehemently denied it, Touya swore he heard you snore softly after a while. The thought that you’d be comfortable enough around him to sleep while he carried you warmed his heart, though he shoved that feeling down and buried it deeply.

He did a lot of thinking as he walked. Mostly about you. Part of him wanted to be selfish, to take you as his the next time he found you perched on his lap. He wanted to kiss you until you couldn’t breathe, and then kiss you some more. He wanted to see your face as he fucked you into the mattress, rapturous and enamored. He wanted.

But the other part of him knew he didn’t deserve you. You’d given him too much already, done too much for him. You’d called him beautiful of all things. You’d put him back together when he felt like he was falling apart. You’d been his only comfort. And he knew he didn’t deserve it.

He wasn’t a good person, that kind of came with being a villain after all. He’d killed over thirty innocent people for starters. Not to mention the arson, property damage, conspiracy, blackmailing, stalking, assaults, and kidnapping. He didn’t consider himself to be an evil person, but when he thought about all the charges on his record, he had to second guess himself.

He could be evil. He didn’t mind it if he could give Endeavor what was coming to him. He’d gladly kill thirty more people, kidnap more UA students, burn down more buildings and more if it meant he could achieve his goals. And you didn’t deserve to get caught up in that.

Even if he could freely admit that he cared for you deeply, he couldn’t let you get too involved with him-with his life and his goals. You’d already done more than enough, and he reasoned it was time for you to let him go. Time for him to let you go.

And that would be easier said than done after he’d argued and threatened Spinner so intently earlier so that you two could share a room. Alone. Not only that but sometimes he couldn’t even look at you without feeling aroused, even if you weren’t doing anything particularly charming or sexy. You’d cast your spell on him that first night on the veranda and he hasn’t been able to keep his head clear of you since.

That was dangerous.

The way you’d gently tuck your hair behind your ear when he offered you a light, or the bright unabashed smile you’d give him for seemingly no reason at all, or the way your thighs squished when you sat down. How your eyes sparkled softly in the moonlight when you looked at him with more admiration than he deserved. When you’d tended his wounds with careful and skilled hands and the way your blood tasted citrusy and bright on his tongue.

The soft curve of your lips, the tender way they’d kissed him so unsure but so needy. The weight of you in his lap, on his back, not heavy for him, but just enough to feel you. To know you were there and with him and ground him to reality. The soft moans you’d let escape as he eagerly swallowed every sound, every movement of your mouth against his.

Fuck.

Touya wanted to be selfish, to indulge in you. But he knew it was dangerous for you, and not only that but how would someone like him – someone evil - ever deserve someone like you.

How you’d ended up with the League was still something he couldn’t figure out. You were everything they weren’t, it seemed. Kind and bright, soft and sweet, gentle and genuine. How were you even a villain?

He realized then that he knew next to nothing about you. He’d spent all this time spilling his guts and his life’s story to you, just grateful to finally have someone who cared, that he never paused to ask you about yourself. About your past. About your family and your history. He mentally kicked himself for this and decided on indulgence.

He needed to push you away for your own safety but…not yet. Not now. It was so fucking selfish, but he craved you too much to do it yet. Like an addiction, he couldn’t just stop cold turkey.

 

You stirred when Touya gave you a gentle nudge, signaling that you’d finally made it to the new HQ.

“S’not much, but it’ll do for now,” he mumbled, kicking the door open. The place was…what you’d expect. Floor tiles busted and broken, walls and windows cracked and crumbling, ceiling waterlogged and falling. Nobody had bothered to sweep up the debris, instead opting to throw found furniture wherever they could.

As you and Touya entered, five pairs of eyes landed on you. Spinner was standing nonchalantly with his arms crossed, apparently in the middle of an argument with Shigaraki, who was casually leaning back in a chair with his feet propped up on the coffee table. Toga and Twice were minding their own business, fiddling with something out of your sight, and Mr. Compress was perched on a table, leaning against the deteriorating wall.

They all looked at you two, Touya’s arms filled with an assortment of bags and a futon, you clinging onto his back like a koala. He couldn’t help himself; he broke the silence.

“What the hell, everyone’s here. Am I the only one earnestly tryin’ to recruit new members?” Touya scoffed and Twice extended a finger accusingly in his direction.

“Aren’t you just goin’ around burning everyone to a crisp? What’s with all those bags anyway? Have you ever brought back a single member?!” Twice argued.

“Everyone is garbage,” Touya replied casually, “The streets are filled with trash, just living their lives without any kind of goals or ambitions.”

You couldn’t see it, but you could hear the amusement in his voice.

“Maybe your taste in people just sucks?” Toga giggled with a smile. She was teasing him, and the thought made you grin.

“You of all people can shut up,” Touya bit back, you laughed softly at their banter. He pushed passed the group and headed to the back bedroom with you still in tow. Upon entering the room, he dropped his haul of supplies, and then gently helped you slide off his back.

This room was better than the main one, the floor had at least been swept and there weren’t any cracks in the window. Some furniture had already been procured and you took a moment to absorb it all.

Against the wall to your left was a bed, barely big enough for two people to fit on. The opposite wall had a small chest of drawers with a lamp and some papers atop it, as well as an even smaller box of some sort just beside it. Against the furthest wall was an empty coat rack, the A/C unit, and the window. Some sort of pipe jutted out from the ceiling and snaked its way out of sight, and there were two rugs overlapping on the floor just beneath the bed.

“This is your room, eh?” you smiled at him, plopping down on the unmade bed and stretching out your sore legs.

“Our room.” He corrected, removing his coat and haphazardly throwing it on one of the hooks of the rack.

“Our room?” You repeated.

“Space is limited, doll. We have’ta share. Be thankful you’re with me an’ not Spinner.” He began to roll out the futon he’d … acquired while you processed that information. So, you’d be sleeping in the same room as him, presumably on the floor but close enough to where you could easily reach out and touch him in this small room. Your cheeks burned at the though.

Why were you getting so shy now? You’d made out with him, called him beautiful, straddled his lap more times than you could count at this point. Maybe it was the domesticity of the situation. You weren’t neighbors anymore, you were roommates. You were going to be living with him, sharing with him, being domestic with him.

You pulled yourself up, wincing slightly when the skin on your back pulled at the injuries, and watched him unpack the rest of the bags. A few blankets and pillows which he threw lazily on the futon, basic hygiene necessities: toothbrushes, toothpaste, shampoo, conditioner etc which he took somewhere outside of the room. Presumably, the bathroom. And a few other things you’d need for just living.

The final bag he handed to you, scratched the back of his head with one hand and avoiding eye contact.

“S’not much but we had to leave your other stuff behind. Hope it fits.” You took the bag and carefully peered inside to see a mass of black fabric. Your brows furrowed in confusion until you realized that Touya had brought you some clothes. Or…stolen you some clothes. You weren’t caught up on the specifics.

“These…are for me?” You looked up at him and he shifted uncomfortably. The sparkle in your eyes, the genuine gratitude on your face was too much for him. He did not deserve to be looked at that way, the bar must be so low it’s on the actual floor.

He shrugged and turned his back to you. “Figured ya wouldn’t wanna be stuck in hospital clothes all the time.”

The whole gesture was so overwhelmingly sweet, you felt tears prickle at your eyes. You’d been so distraught that nobody thought of you when you’d been the first thing on his mind the whole time. He’d had the wherewithal to even make sure you had clothes when you got here, he’d carried you the whole way on his back even though he was already loaded down with stuff.

Touya whipped around when he heard you sniffle, eyes widening as you futilely swiped at your cheeks. Concern laced his features as he knelt in front of you, looking up at you with those beautiful blue eyes of his.

“Hey, hey. Why’re you crying?” he started to reach out, to wipe the tears away, but stopped himself halfway. Maybe you were mad at him? Did you not like the stuff he’d picked? He never claimed to have a fashion sense, but it’d be better than those ugly scrubs, right? Were you upset you had to share a room with him?

“I just-“ you inhaled a deep, shaky breath and then collapsed into him, wrapping your arms around his waist and burying your head into his shoulder. Your legs folded over his own. He was shocked, to say the least, by your sudden affection. His hands hovered gingerly over your shoulders before he eventually gave into his urges and pulled you flush with him.

“This is…this is so nice, Touya. Thank you. Thank you for caring about me.” You squeezed him harder, and he let out a soft chuckle.

“Don’t gotta thank me doll, s’ the least I can do after everything.”

You pulled back to look at him, a genuine smile dancing on your face, eyes shining. He couldn’t help but stare in awe that you were looking at him that way. Like he was the most important and wonderful thing in the world. His eyes flitted down to your lips for just a second.

You leaned in, intent on kissing him and proving to him just how much you appreciated his gesture when your door slammed open. Toga stormed in, a huge grin on her face as you scrambled to untangle yourself from Touya.

“Tomura-kun wants to see everyone~!” she cooed, giving you a sly smirk and a knowing look leaving you blushing hard and avoiding eye contact. She left swiftly and after a beat you changed into something more appealing than hospital scrubs, not caring if Touya watched you or not. You were simply happy to have something else to wear.

Oh yeah and watch you he did. Drinking in every dip and curve of your body, every scar, every crease, everything. Committing it to memory. The photos from before hadn’t done you justice, even though you wore a bra and panties, just the sight of you this exposed in front of him send blood rushing to his cock.

Fuck, you were gorgeous. He shifted uncomfortably from his spot on the bed, hoping a new position would hide his…problem. He didn’t shy away from you when you glanced back at him, shirt halfway on, midriff exposed. He ogled you openly and you blushed even more than before at that.

Touya had done a decent job at picking clothes out for you, and though they were a tad outside of your normal style, at least they fit. You pulled on a large black tee with the image of a skull with devil horns and tucked it into a high waisted black skater skirt. The shirt was oversized, but it complimented nicely with where the skirt hit just at the smallest part of your waist.

He’d also had the mind to pick you up a pair of shoes and some thigh-high socks which came up to just below the hem of the skirt, exposing just a small section of your thighs.

“Damn, I did a pretty good job, eh?” Touya teased you with a smirk. You returned it with a smile of your own.

“It’s pretty cute, not gonna lie,” you beamed up at him, earning a chuckle as he took your hand and led you to the other room.

As you and Touya made your way into the main area, you heard Shigaraki talking between mouthfuls of cookies.

“So, it’s been about a month since kurogiri was captured, huh.” His voice was raw and ragged, “But he ended up failing. And thanks to that, finding this ‘doctor’ guy has been rough sailing.”

“Tomura-kun seems lonely without Kurogiri around,” Toga mused, “Hey, what kind of person is that doctor?” She paid no mind to Twice, who was focused on securing a necklace around her throat, his eyes intense on the tiny clasp.

“He was sensei’s physician. A real cautious guy.” Shigaraki replied, “I’ve only ever talked with him through the computer at our hideout. He’s the one who created and managed all those nomu.”

“No matter how cautious he is, he could at least help us out a bit more, y’know! His patients beloved disciple is running in circles right now!” Toga lamented.

You snickered at Touya’s side, “he didn’t deny feeling lonely, though.”

At the same time Toga shouted, “Tomura-kun is feeling lonely!”

You opened your mouth to speak but were cut off by Spinner, whom nobody was paying attention to. “Hey…where exactly are we heading?” Spinner’s voice was strained, and frustration seeped into every word. “I’m only here because I was inspired by stain!”

“What?”

“I grew up in the country, surrounded by conservative values. My life was hell ‘cause I was some kind of lizard guy. I thought that it was only natural. My heart was filled with nothing but emptiness.” Spinner monologued as the rest of you watched. A bemused expression played on both yours and Touya’s faces.

“But that evening I saw Stain’s last stand on TV. He wanted to change the world! All by himself!” Spinner’s voice cracked on the last word, but he continued, “I realized then for the first time that this world needed to change! I couldn’t stand by and do nothing! And so, I came here!” He took a step forward but Touya cut him off.

“What? So, you weren’t just some hollow cosplayer?” He eyed Spinner with aloof curiosity, though Spinner never broke eye contact with Shigaraki.

“That’s right! I have nothing else to my name!” he was yelling now, desperate and angry. Spinner fisted the front of Shigaraki’s coat, hauling him up slightly to get in his face. “That’s why I can’t understand this rut we’re in! I thought you were going to open up a world of change! Answer me, Shigaraki! Where the hell are we heading towards?!”

You glanced around the room to gauge everyone else’s reactions to this sudden outburst. Touya stared out of the window, bored. Toga yawned. Twice scratched his chin and Mr. Compress watched from behind his mask. You, however, looked between your leader and your fellow villain.

You felt for Spinner, you really did. You could understand that sort of desperation and frustration with things. But you also knew that patience was just as important. Things would happen as they were meant to, what you were working toward was huge. It would potentially topple society as it currently was. That took time.

After a few moments, Shigaraki finally responded, “Like I said…” But he was cut off by a loud crash that shook the whole building. Spinner dropped Shigaraki and all of you rushed outside, Touya only stopping to grab his coat. It was hard to keep your balance as the concrete around you began to crumble, walls shaking, ground quivering, debris falling around all of you. Touya kept a protective hand on your lower back as you all hurried outside.

A booming, low voice permeated the air and you gasped at the sight before you. “Finally…I found you….I’ve been waiting for a signal this whole time.” A goliath erupted from the ground in front of you. Tall, taller than any living thing you’d ever seen. You gasped audibly, unable to process its words fully as it looked down at your little group. “So, you are the successor of All for One?”

Two giant eyes homed in on Shigaraki, who lifted one finger from the hand on his face to get a better view. A genuinely happy smile cracked across his face as he said, “Is this the ‘power’ Kurogiri!?”

You had no idea what he was talking about, the only thing you really knew was that Kurogiri had gotten arrested sometime while you were in the hospital. You didn’t have any details of the circumstances, but it was safe to assume he had…predicted? Procured? The beast.

“What’s the meaning of this?” Touya stepped in front of you, eyes still locked onto the behemoth.

“So, this is the power that Kurogiri sought out to find?!” Mr. Compress shouted. The tension was high between you all, you glanced over at Spinner, Toga and Twice to gauge their reactions. Toga was gawking, mouth open wide, eyes sparkling. Twice was…you turned around to find Twice arguing with Spinner just inside the house. You couldn’t hear what they were saying, but Spinner had his arms crossed and an indignant expression across his scaley features.

A crackling buzz brought your attention back forward and a distorted voice come from…where?

“For All for One….” The giant started, overshadowing the other. Straining to hear through all the commotion you could make out a garbled ‘ga….ki….’

“I devote my everything,” a smile just as wide as Shigaraki’s broke out on the titan's face, “Well, then, successor…Show me whether you are worthy or not.”

Shigaraki hardly got the chance to choke out a strained, “what?” before the beast attacked. He reared back with two great arms and smashed the ground, sending cracked earth towards you. Touya acted quickly, hauling you by the waist and pulling you backwards and away. He planted you a ways away and on higher ground, expression serious but calm.

“Stay here, Doll. We’ll need ya healthy enough to fix us up after this, I get the feeling it ain’t gonna be an easy fight.” He ruffled your hair gently and you watched his coat flap in the wind as he casually strolled back to the rest of the League.

How was he so calm? You were damn near panicking. What the actual fuck was going on?! Who was this giant man? Why was he after Shigaraki? Why did they have to fight him? What the hell was Kurogiri’s plan? You had so many unanswered questions and you set your mind to grill Shigaraki when - if - you all made it out of this alive.

You wanted to fight alongside them, gods you wanted to, but you knew you weren’t combat oriented. You’d devoted more of your time to amping up your healing and blood generation, in addition to learning as much as you could about first aid and field dressing for the things that you couldn’t heal with your quirk.

You watched in horror as time after time your colleagues’ bodies rag dolled through the air, landing and bouncing horribly against the hard earth as the behemoth easily fought them off. It was all you could do: watch. Try to assess any potential injuries as they happened, make a mental list of who to prioritize when this was over….if there was anything left.

You cringed as Touya barely managed to keep his footing, blasting out a furnace of blue-hot fire towards the giant, who shrugged it off as if it were a cool breeze. Mr. Compress took the opening to surge forward only to be easily knocked back. You shut your eyes as you heard a sickening thud and a subsequent crunch from his body.

“Why can’t you keep up?” The beast shrieked, “Master, whyyy??!! He’s too weak!!!” You cracked an eye open. Tears were streaming down his face, his maw gaping open in a silent scream to reveal sharp, jagged teeth. He brought both arms up to press at his eyes, outwardly sobbing.

“What the hell is going on with this guy?!” Spinner stepped forward to shield Mr. Compress’s body where it lay, crumpled and unmoving. “I don’t get it!”

There was a moment of silence, only a moment as everyone’s attention was brought to a small box which you realized was the source of the static and distant, distorted voice. The one you’d completely forgotten about amidst the chaos.

“…ga…ki…” the mechanical voice sounded out, and Shigaraki’s face, from what you could see, relaxed visibly. “You seem like you’re stuck, Shigaraki.”

“Doctor…” Shigaraki choked out, his voice thick.

“Doctor?!” Spinner shouted over the giant’s wails. “Is this the doctor we’ve been searching for?!”

You were so fucking confused about what was going on. You’d only joined the LoV not long ago, and so they hadn’t trusted you with any valuable intel or information yet. You were there to play doctor while they were apparently searching for…a replacement? Your heart sank at the notion. You’d really enjoyed your time here, and you knew that the members were few and far between. So why would they replace you?

“It seems like all your little friends are with you. Staying healthy I hope?” The box said. The doctor said. You couldn’t help the irritation that crawled just beneath your skin. What was so special about this guy? You were here to be their medic, and who was he even?

“Yeah,” Shigaraki responded, “Although…I might be minced meat one second from now.”

Before anyone had the chance to react or respond, the monster unleashed all his sorrow by slamming both fists into the ground once again. Sending shockwaves, flying chunks of earth, and deep cracks towards your colleagues. You stood as quickly as you could but due to your injuries you weren’t fast enough.

Luckily, they’d all made it out of harm’s way, but you got the feeling that wouldn’t be the case for long. Gods, you hated feeling so fucking useless. If only you had an offensive quirk. If only you had more combat training. If only…

“I want to accept him!!” The beast screamed, dragging his palms down his face, fingernails digging into flesh. “But I just can’t. All for One! I can’t accept this little punk!”

“The hell’s your problem?!” Shigaraki shouted, dodging a few more flying hunks of debris.

“This is Gigantomachia,” the doctor said, voice grating and metallic but still heard over the commotion, “He once supported All for One as his body-guard. And thus is one of the people All for One trusts most. He possesses otherworldly stamina and is able to wield multiple quirks without needing any modifications.”

You watched with bated breath as Shigaraki stumbled, catching himself just before falling to the ground. Toga was right behind him, landing unceremoniously on her ass and letting out a yelp. You instantly searched for Touya, but your attention was drawn back to Gigantomachia as the doctor spoke again.

“As for All for One’s power and influence was weakened by All Might, and he predicted his imminent defeat,” Gigantomachia stared skyward, tears and snot streaming down his face as the doctor continued, “Such a meticulous man! This all happened before he even took you in! He did all of this to ensure that no matter what may happen to him, his dream and his will would live on.”

You glanced back down at Shigaraki, who was listening intently, the hand on his face obscuring his expression, though his posture was tense. You could see his shoulders shaking slightly.

It was then that a flash of brilliant blue flame erupted from Gigantomachia’s feet. Panic gripped you as you realized Touya was right in harm’s way.

“I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but this doesn’t seem like such a nice present to me!” he shouted, increasing the volume and temperature of his flames. The entire radius around him was painted in a beautiful blue light.

“Good eye, Dabi!” The doctor exclaimed, “You’re exactly right! You see, Gigantomachia’s loyalty is simply too strong for his own good,” it was then that Gigantomachia let out another horrible scream, head tilting down to spot Touya beneath him. “And as a result, he’s in despair! He’s despairing at the huge gap between his former master and Shigaraki.”

Without missing a beat, Touya channeled all the fire he’d built up towards the beast. The flames licked around Gigantomachia’s legs, up to his torso, alighting the giant in blue heat. “So, you’re tellin’ us to give it our all until he warms up to us?”

The fire blasted upwards still, engulfing Gigantomachia’s face as the doctor continued. “I’m afraid that’s impossible. Right now, anyway.” You could see the frustration on Touya’s face as he let out another burst of flames.

“Let’s see….” The doctor’s voice rang out, but was stifled as Gigantomachia emerged from the fire, face slightly scorched but overall, no worse for wear. Touya stuttered, faltering a step backwards and preparing another attack when Toga called out to him.

“It’s not working Dabi!” He glanced behind him to her, and then up to where you still sat, watching everything happen with a horrified expression.

Fuck. He’d just thrown those attacks out to try and gauge this guy’s strength and endurance, but for him to not even be phased by it was something else. He knew his flames were the hottest, so this didn’t bode well for them. The two of you locked eyes and he took one step towards you, intending on taking you and getting the fuck out of here.

He was cut short by a familiar voice cutting through the atmosphere. Deep, familiar, a voice that elicited nothing but fear. “Machia…”

Quickly Gigantomachia dropped to his knees, searching the rubble for the source. After a moment he unearthed the boxed radio that was your line of communication to the doctor. His flesh still smoked from Touya’s attack, but he cradled the box to his chest. Doubled over, visibly shaking he pressed one ear to the speaker, then another as all of you watched in confusion.

“That’s a recording of All for One’s voice. He’s calmed down now, yes?” the doctor said, metallic voice coming out even more muffled by Gigantomachia’s giant arms.

“I don’t want this thing,” Shigaraki spat out, his voice wavering slightly. You couldn’t blame him for that, this was dangerous and terrifying, and you were all so outmatched. Hell, you were damn near useless.

No, not damn near. You were useless. Watching from safety as the rest of them got tossed around and injured. And what did you do? Nothing. What could you do? Nothing. You felt hot tears sting your eyes as you fisted the material of your skirt. Your body shook without permission, frustration and anger at yourself bubbling intensely in your gut.

Injuries be damned, experience be damned, abilities and quirks be damned. Your friends were in trouble and you were done being sidelined. While Gigantomachia was distracted with the radio, you made your way down to your comrades, stumbling slightly. You were expecting Touya to rush to aid you, but it was Twice who supported you during the final leg of your descent.

Touya shot you a look of mild concern, but his expression was always unreadable.

“Oh, you don’t?!” The doctor’s voice grated, antagonizing your leader, “Even after all this, you still think you can just obtain anything just by wishing for it?!”

“Huh?” Shigaraki removed the hand from his face to get a better look at the scene before him. His posture was stiff, the skin around his eyes taught, mouth in a thin line. He eyed Gigantomachia, who was intently listening to the radio, gently nestled in his huge hands.

“You’ve spent too much time with Kurogiri,” the doctor continued, “Open your eyes already.”

“What the hell, Doc? That’s awfully cold of you.” Shigaraki said, lowering the hand further.

“Hrm…A moment, please. Heave-ho…” the doctor’s words confused you and looking around you could tell they confused everyone else, too.

“The hell?” You questioned.

“What’s he doing?” Toga followed up.

You glanced to Touya who shrugged one shoulder. He was still tense and ready to keep blasting flames at Gigantomachia if it came to it.

“This geezer just can’t get to the point.” Twice said, hands trembling in frustration. He let out a very loud and very disgusting belch.

“Jin, stop burping. That’s gro-“ Toga started to reprimand him, but was cut off by a burp of her own. A spurt of black liquid ejecting from her mouth. Then more, then even more of that liquid. You also felt it bubbling up your esophagus, erupting from your own mouth and nearly choking you as the viscous liquid surrounded not only you, but everyone around you, too.

The last thing you heard before everything went black was the doctor’s voice, “Now, then. Let’s have a talk, shall we?”

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I like to imagine that the Quarantine thing and the AU that Fuyumi can just.. waltz into the LoV hq are in the same universe.

I think she’d start out being like, super cautious and stuff because holy shit, she just found out that Hawks is in cahoots with some villains, and really she should 100% tell Someone about this, but Miruko stops her by telling her that Hawks is undercover, which only makes her 1000 times more sure that Hawks is still dating her long lost brother and By God She’s Going To Find Him.

Then at some point she risks sneaking into the LOV hideout, and the first time she doesn’t get caught because she’s really good at being unassuming, but the second time, overly friendly Twice notices her and realizes she’s not someone he knows (and he knows everybody). But he’s still a nice guy, so he confronts her privately, asking her who she is and why she’s sneaking around.

Fuyumi is Hella Nervous, and Miruko is ready to leap into the thick of things to get her out of there, but having seen how friendly Twice is with other people, Fuyumi decides to try just telling him most of the truth. She tells him that she’s here because she’s looking for her long lost brother, who she thinks might be hiding around here, and she promises she doesn’t want any trouble. All she wants is to find her sibling again. I’m going to assume for this that the Todoroki siblings who aren’t Shouto aren’t well known at all, and their names aren’t public knowledge. So she tells him her first name, and the name of her brother, but not their last name.

Twice is incredibly sympathetic and understands wanting to find her lost family member again, so he offers to help her look. He helps her by giving her an in to the league, vouching for her so she can get proper access to things and can search around without being questioned. She’ll still need to hang out with him though, so he can be sure she’s not getting any other information.

Miruko is losing her mind because Fuyumi has somehow successfully infiltrated the fucking league of villains, and keep in mind at this point that Miruko still does not know who Fuyumi is beyond ‘a pretty girl whose looking for her long lost sibling’. She has 0 (zero) idea that Fuyumi is a Todoroki, nor that the brother she’s looking for is also a Todoroki.

Anyways, the end result of this is Fuyumi gets introduced to the rest of the league of villains, including Dabi and Hawks, both of whom are losing their fucking minds while having to play it cool. Fuyumi doesn’t put together Dabi = Touya yet, because in the livestream and in the photos that Dabi took, his makeup completely covered up the scarring/staples. And also Dabi is avoiding her like the virus that forced him and Hawks to spend several weeks in quarantine together.

Twice and Fuyumi become friends, and tbh Fuyumi ends up befriending the entire league while she’s around. None of them are really sure why a pre-school teacher decided to become a villain, but they all just kind of assume she dealt with one too many Karen Moms and snapped. Regardless, she’s nice and also brings in homemade food fairly often so they’re all willing to completely overlook everything else.

Hawks probably tries to confront Fuyumi and get her to leave because he’s scared for her, but Fuyumi isn’t taking that for one second. She tells him that she’s onto him, and she knows he’s hiding her brother from her. Hawks can’t say shit without giving Dabi away, and given that Dabi is now his boyfriend who he promised he wouldn’t reveal to his siblings, he’s basically fucked.

So then we have Dabi trying to get Fuyumi out of the league safely without letting anyone know who either of them are. Hawks trying help Dabi but also keep his own cover. Twice and Miruko helping Fuyumi out, while being completely unaware that she’s Endeavor’s daughter, and that the person she’s looking for is Dabi. The rest of the league just sort of milling about, pretty sure there’s some drama going down but unwilling to do much about it.

Needless to say, it’s a fucking mess, and it only gets worse when everything starts to come together.

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An Accord (WIS), Chapter 2

I’m sorry I missed a day re-posting Accord. I really want to get it all back out there so I can continue on with chapter 10-13 when I hit that point. Unfortunately, I’m still sleeping off whatever hit me Monday-Wednesday while I was in the hospital. I’m pretty sure I’m back up to normal now. So let’s start this daily posting thing again.

As a bit of annoyance, I’m going to remind you that @starker-stories is formerly starkerstories, which got accidentally deleted. So if you followed me at the non-hyphenated blog, I hope you’ll make the move with me to the hyphenated one. I miss all’y’all. 

I’ll be re-creating my individual chapter posts for An Accord over here on the blog that replaces starkerstories. Until I hit the current chapter, I’ll be posting daily. They’ll have links to both tumblr and AO3 chapter links. I’m sorry if that bothers people who’ve seen this all before in the tag. I’m content to leave all my other fic as AO3 only, but this is my current favorite child, so I’m spoiling it rotten.

This fic is on a weekly update schedule. Hopefully every Friday. More chapters may appear sooner if the writing is going well. Because I have 0 self-control.

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Tags: Post-Captain America: Civil War (Movie), Post-Spider-Man: Homecoming, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Polyamory Negotiations, Polyamory, Cheating, Past Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers, Domestic Nightmare Tony Stark, Reconciliation, Nightmares, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, WinterIronSpider, Happy Ending, Clothed Sex, Domesticity, Peter Parker is legal age in the state of New York, College Student Peter Parker, Takes place about 2 years after Civil War. Closeted Character

Summary: “Oh. My. God. Old man stereo.” Peter disentangled himself from Tony’s hold. “Feed me.” Bucky started to rise. “Sit down, Bucky. I didn’t say cook. I told him to feed me. Feed US.” ——————————————————————————————

Chapter 2:  The pass-code to the penthouse

A movie and a half later, Tony sat on the other end of the sofa from Bucky. “Taken care of. Tomorrow you’ll meet Fury up at HQ.”

“It’ll take more than one day,” Bucky said quietly. “There were a lot of missions.”

Tony nodded.

“I remember all of them, Tony. I’m sorry.”

It was still hard for Tony to reconcile the raw emotion of what happened with the knowledge that the man sitting next to him was not the man in that videotape. “I know, Bucky. I’m getting there, okay?”

“Okay.”

“You’ll head upstate for a few hours a day until it’s finished. Either Fury or Maria Hill will handle the debrief personally. Whatever Ross finds out will be filtered through them, cross-checked by FRIDAY, gone over by me, and then given back to Fury to release.”

“They agreed to that?”

Tony laughed. “Of course not. It’s all going directly from Fury to Ross, with not a single stop in between.”

Bucky was quiet for a long time and they both pretended to watch the movie. “Steve underestimated you.”

“You think?”

They watched the movie until its end. “Didn’t peg you for a rom-com man, Bucky,” Tony said smiling.

“War movies kinda lost their charm.”

“Overly realistic sci-fi ones lost theirs for me,” Tony countered.

“Drama… I live enough of that lately.”

“Ditto action.”

“Romance never gets old,” Bucky said finally.

“God, are you two getting weepy over Tom Hanks movies?” Peter said, laughing and landing in Tony’s lap once he dropped his backpack by the elevator.

“You told me you liked that I’m a romantic,” Tony said, kissing Peter lightly on the lips.

“Yes, but…” Peter picked up the remote, clicked, and brought up the title. “Sleepless in Seattle?”

“Shut up, kid.”

“Shut up, kid.”

“Oh. My. God. Old man stereo.” Peter disentangled himself from Tony’s hold. “Feed me.” Bucky started to rise. “Sit down, Bucky. I didn’t say cook. I told him to feed me. Feed US.”

“Take out?”

“Take me… us… out.”

“Your house is full of food, Tony,” Bucky said. “Take your boyfriend out to dinner, I’ll be fine.”

“I said, feed US,” Peter hollered back from the bedroom.

“Thai?” Tony suggested.

“Thai.” Peter agreed, coming back, tugging on a fresh shirt.

“Chinese?” Bucky countered.

“Thai wasn’t a thing in your day?” Peter asked.

“In Thailand it was. Not in Manhattan.”

Tony laughed. “How long has it been since you were here… that you remember?”

“Uh… Forty-three? I’ve been here since, and I remember, but it wasn’t to sample the cuisine. Back in forty-three, pretty much everyone still called it Siam, even though it had changed already. But by any name, there weren’t any restaurants serving that kind of food. Chinese was the closest.”

“I doubt spending the last year, since Wakanda, on the run with Rogers broadened your horizons.”

“Not really.”

“Thai then,” Peter insisted.

“Yes, but proper Thai. We’re not dragging our new guest to that place you and May like.”

“Fine. Rich people Thai.”

“Yes, Thai. Not Thai by way of American Cantonese and whichever Korean guy they have working the kitchen today.”

Bucky smiled at the couple, arguing as they wandered back and forth from the bedroom to the living room, various bits of clothes flying while they changed.

“There.” Peter said, finally dressed in much the same as he’d started out in.

“Ready?” Tony asked Bucky.

“We can just… go out?” He’d spent all of his time, since he escaped from HYDRA, on the run. The idea of just being able to walk outside the door and go to a restaurant was unbelievable.

“Well, yeah,” Peter said.

“It can be a bit of a zoo once I’m recognized,” Tony admitted. “But that’s why I get driven even though it’s only a few blocks away, and I’ll have security there.”

“Iron Man needs security?” Bucky asked, arching an eyebrow.

“No, Iron Man does not need security,” Tony said sharply. “However Tony Stark, the fifth richest man in the world and New York celebrity needs security. Unless you fancy being mobbed by everyone with a cellphone.”

“Not fun,” Peter said sagely.

Happy was waiting with the Rolls outside Tony’s private elevator in the garage when the three of them arrived.

“Bucky, this is Happy Hogan. Head of Security for Stark Industries, but I also make him be my driver and pilot still. He tolerates it because I’m so loveable. Happy, Bucky Barnes. He’s staying with Peter and I for awhile.”

“Mr. Hogan.”

“Sergeant Barnes.”

“Can we not? It wasn’t him. It was someone else. I’m… getting over it. I appreciate my defense squad, Happy, but save the death glare for Rogers if he ever shows up.”

“Tony’s taking us out to dinner,” Peter said brightly.

“Thai?” Happy asked.

“He’s nothing if not predictable,” Tony said, helping Peter in. “There’s going to be grooves carved into the road from the tower to the Thai restaurant.”

“To match the grooves from the tower to the Italian one you insist on going to every time it’s your choice,” Peter countered.

“Italian?” Bucky asked. “You been to Gargiulo’s?”

“Fuck yes. I haven’t been in years. But it was as close as you get to Napoletano outside of Naples. Sorry kid, you’re overruled. Happy! Change of plan. Coney Island.”

“What‽” Peter screeched. “I will be as old as you two before I eat.”

“Yeah, true. Never mind the car. Make the arrangements, Hap. We’ll meet you on the helipad.”

“What the fuck?” Peter said.

“What the fuck?” Bucky said, just a little bit behind him.

“Oh, pretty and beautiful chime in,” Tony said, teasingly. “You think you’re going to dangle the possibility of me eating like my m… Oh.” Tony gasped and sat heavily down onto the backseat of the car. His eyes closed tightly shut and he began hyperventilating.

“Shit,” Bucky whispered. He backed away until he was up against the wall of the garage, as far away from Tony as he could get. He watched as Peter climbed next to Tony. Once the kid had Tony in his arms, Bucky ran up the garage ramp and kept running.

“Stop him,” Tony gasped out. “Lock the garage down before he gets out.” He flailed for Happy’s arm. “It’s not his fault,” he told Happy. Which was as far as Tony’s bravery would take him. He buried his face against Peter’s chest. “It’s not his fault,” he said quieter.

“I know, Tony. It’s okay. He’s… his twin brother.”

“Yeah.” Tony drew a shaky breath and another and another. Slow and deep. In the safety of Peter’s arms, it was easy to convince himself of that. Twin brother. That made sense. It was a gut level reaction to seeing the same face associated with…

Tony was sitting on the edge of the carseat when Bucky came back down, followed by Happy. “I’m not going to kill you.”

“You couldn’t.”

“Debatable. But I don’t want to kill you. Your dead twin brother on the other hand,” Tony said, trying at a wan smile.

“I’m sorry.” Bucky sat cross-legged on the garage floor in front of the car door’s opening.

“I forgot who you aren’t. It’s… I got caught up in the moment. My… her cousin used to work at the place. She and I ate there a lot the summer between high school and MIT. Howard was setting things up in L.A. that summer. It…” Tony closed his eyes again. “I don’t want to blame you,” he said quietly. “I know it wasn’t you.”

“She was Italian? That wasn’t in the file. Nothing was. A time. A date. A location. A mission. I didn’t know who. Not until after. Until just before Pierce had me wiped again and sent me back to Siberia for storage.” Bucky tried to hide his reaction to his memory of the procedure.

“I’m sorry,” Tony said.

Peter reached out for each of their hands. “Takeout, obviously.” He helped both men to their feet and led them to the elevator. “Chinese or pizza?”

“Chinese,” they both said.

“Fantastic.” Peter leaned his head on Tony’s shoulder and wrapped their arms together. But he kept his hand reached out to hold Bucky’s.

~~~~~

They let Peter pick the movie.

“I thought you didn’t like sci-fi?” Bucky asked.

“To be honest, the whole ‘sitting still pretending to be mentally engaged by a movie’ is new to me,” Tony offered in his defense.

“You told me you loved Star Wars.”

“Yeah. Star Wars.”

“And Star Trek.”

“That’s okay too.”

“That’s sci-fi!” Peter said emphatically.

“Technically, that’s space opera,” Tony countered.

“You don’t have to sit and watch movies with me,” Peter said, sounding actually hurt.

“I like sitting and watching movies with you. I never said I didn’t. I said it was new to me.”

“Watching movies can’t be new to you. He’s older than you and it’s not new to him,” Peter said, nodding towards Bucky.

“Baby, the last movie I sat and watched all the way through, in one sitting, was Star Wars. The summer right before I was sent to boarding school in the fall.”

“Oh.”

“It’s okay. It’s just… new. Sitting still for this long. Not… doing anything.”

“You’re watching a movie.”

“No, baby. You’re watching a movie. I’m watching you.” Tony leaned over and gave Peter a kiss. He was about to deepen it when he remembered they weren’t alone. He chuckled. “Sorry.”

Peter laughed. “I foresee us bumbling around each other saying ‘sorry’ a lot.”

“You haven’t said ‘sorry’ yet, kid,” Bucky grinned.

“Call me kid again and I’ll web your cool metal arm to the floor again.” Peter grinned back. “Then I’ll say sorry for it after.”

~~~~~

“Bucky. Hey, Bucky. It’s all right. You’re safe. You’re in New York. You’re in Stark Tower. Bucky. It’s Peter. Parker. Peter Parker. You’re okay.”

Bucky punched in the direction of the voice. His punch was… caught. His arm made an electromechanical whir. He opened his eyes.

“Hi Bucky,” Peter smiled at him, holding his metal fist in his hand. “You were having a nightmare. No, no. Don’t move yet.” Peter put Bucky’s hand down onto the bed.

“Peter?” Bucky said hoarsely.

“Yeah,” he smiled again.

“You shouldn’t wake me up from a nightmare. I could hurt you.”

“Hi, I’m Spider-Man. You can’t hurt me. You already tried to hurt me and didn’t. But I didn’t wake you up. I know better.”

“You know better?” Bucky asked, stretching his legs out, one at a time, then his right arm, moving his fingers.

“Nightmares. Kinda the pass-code to the penthouse.”

“Tony?” Peter nodded. “You?” Bucky asked, less credulously. Peter nodded again.

“Welcome to the fabulous superhero life.”

“Some of mine were from before the superhero life,” Bucky said quietly.

“Some of Tony’s. Some of mine, too. It doesn’t matter who has them worse, when they’re happening, they’re all worse.”

“You can go back to bed now, kid. Thanks. But Tony’ll be missing you.”

Peter sucked in his lips, but stayed.

“He’s not in bed?”

“When he’s avoiding nightmares, he doesn’t sleep.”

“Wish I could learn that trick,” Bucky said bitterly. He saw Peter’s expression. “No, I guess I don’t.”

“It could be three days or more before he sleeps. However long it takes his body to pass out this time around. I’ll be there when he needs me.”

“Who’s there for you, kid?”

“Tony is. When I wake up crushed by tons of concrete or seeing my uncle get murdered or clinging onto the skin of an airplane as it falls from the sky or…”

“Price of admission to the Stark Tower penthouse suite,” Bucky said, “one lifetime of nightmares.”

“Basically,” Peter said, nodding. “You okay? Tony doesn’t like being alone after. You used to have Steve…”

Bucky sighed. “Not exactly. Our relationship was…”

“Complicated?”

He chuckled. “That’s one way to put it. The thing you and Tony have? We grew up in a different time.”

“I thought you two were together?”

“We were. But not like you and Tony. It was more… casual.”

Peter furrowed his brow. “You don’t sound casual.”

“It was all it could be. We were looking for different things. The thing I wanted… it wasn’t possible back then. Then other things became a habit… then it was hard to fall out of those habits…”

“Tony had those habits. He told me what it was like. I can’t imagine it. Not really. To know you want one thing, but lie and hide and pretend to want something else. I wouldn’t know where to begin.”

“Fear’s where you begin, Peter,” Bucky said. He rolled onto his side and balled up the pillow under his head. “I’m glad you don’t know where to begin.”

“Tony learned to get over it.”

“He had you to make him want to get over it. A cute boyfriend’s a pretty strong motivator.”

Peter giggled and blushed. “You’re a cute boyfriend, why didn’t Steve get over it?”

“I wasn’t even sure what we were. What we could be. What I even wanted us to be anymore. I had him before the war, I lost him after I shipped out. Then I had him again for awhile during the war and lost him again. Then I had him after HYDRA. But this third time? I think ‘lost’ has finally won. Whatever we might’ve had…” Bucky shook his head. “The Steve I knew, either before or during the war, wouldn’t have made the decision he has. Whoever he’s become, he isn’t my Steve anymore.”

They fell into silence. “Go to bed, Peter. You have class and I have the first of my debriefs with Fury. Trade ya,” he said, smiling.

“Not for all the money in Tony Stark’s bank account.” Peter leaned over and gave Bucky a quick kiss on his temple. “Good night.”

~~~~~

“He had a nightmare,” Peter said, sleepily settling on a stool next to Tony’s workstation.

“Hmm.”

“He and Rogers weren’t… together together.”

“That’s good.”

“The Chitauri are attacking again.”

“Uh huh.”

“TONY!”

“What?” Tony spun on his chair to face Peter.

“Good night, FRIDAY.”

“Good night, Peter. Good night, boss.” FRIDAY powered down the holotables and the screens.

“I thought I told you not to fuck with FRIDAY’s protocols anymore.”

Peter laughed and took Tony’s hands. “Build tighter access to prevent a hardware intercept.”

“No one else but you has access to FRIDAY’s hardware.”

“Then don’t complain about me adding a ‘good night’ protocol to her.” He pulled on Tony’s hands until he was standing and following him.

“I don’t have to follow you upstairs, you know.”

“Yeah you kinda do if you want to keep your hands attached to the rest of you.”

“God, I hate you, Peter Parker.”

“Ya love me and ya know it.”

“He had a nightmare?” Tony asked, having heard the whole thing.

“Uh huh. A bad one. Don’t worry. I was there when he woke up.”

“I do love you, you know.” Tony let Peter finish leading him to their bedroom door. “I’m glad you were able to help him,” he said. “I know it’s not his fault. It doesn’t… make it hurt any less.” he added, quieter.

“It hurts him too.”

“I know. That’s why I’m glad you helped him.” Tony kissed Peter lightly before closing the door behind them and letting him finish taking him to bed.

[yanderelovebites]

Yandere Headcanons: All for One

Admittedly, these ones are a bit like: it happened. Deal with it or face the consequences. Lol.

- He is possessive and controlling Yandere. He is the one who would quickly capture his darling (probably sent Kurogiri) and would keep her set to a set of rules. Depending on her quirk, he may or may not take her Quirk away. If it’s useless in going against him, he may let them keep it if they stay behaved. Depending how powerful it is, he may also return it as a reward.

- How he more than likely fell for you is your twisted view on two sides of a coin. You found villains toxic but you blamed Hero society for their toxicity. You hated heroes for not giving the benefit of the doubt to those related to villain, you hated the society you worshipped them like gods and treated even a tiny child for having questionable quirks. You hated it all and most of all hated the government influence. You needed a license just so you can help? You hated it. That’s what he loved about you. That’s why you’re in this situation.

- Girl, boy, whatever you are, he is way up on the scale. He is the most feared villain and the only one worse than him is more likely to be Overhaul. On a scale of Deku (1) to Overhaul (10) he is a 9.8. I wish you the best.

- He will use your quirk, your family, your friends, your mobility, your privacy, and your fears against you. He doesn’t care about your feelings, he wants you to obey him and him alone. He will hang over your head all these threats to do onto you and others if you even lash out. He’s patient, but if you break it then expect those things to suddenly be a heavy weight.

- As mentioned before, he got Kurogiri to kidnap you for him. He definitely told him to not harm a single hair on your pretty head and so you were likely kidnapped while you were asleep. When you woke the next day you were in a furnished room in your favorite color and you were dressed fancy. It again depends on your gender, for example if you’re a girl you woke up in a dress, a boy; some formal suit or something similar. Depending on your physical level, you may have a collar to weaken you.

- Okay, If you escape, how the hell did you do that? Furthermore, if you did, enjoy it while it lasts. Find heroes, get their protection. There’s a chance you’ll be safe then. If that doesn’t happen... you should know what happens.

- Remember those threats? He’ll go through with them. Not all at once, just three. He’ll make a game. Force you to roll the die yourself. Your only hope your loved ones don’t get it. It’s worse if they do as the games get worse. You are the one who plays for their lives, and the ones who die are three per category. If it’s your fears... you should have an idea how’d that work. Mobility? Chains, ropes, maybe some bondage stuff too for a sum of weeks. You don’t play for that, he literally spins a wheel in front of you. The most being three months. Privacy? Cameras in your room will activate for six months.

- This man uses the league for all his dirty work. He rarely kills himself unless you had a previous partner.

- When this man snaps... I advise you start behaving, stay quiet and only speak if spoken to. He will go crazy in a bloody massacre with the help of the league. He may force you to kill others as well, hostages more than likely.

- He isn’t the most sexual man when it comes to you. He knows how to manipulate those around him and he honestly doesn’t think sexual interaction does what he wants. Doesn’t mean he won’t fuck you silly when you do want it.

- He will not force himself on you unless that’s among your fears. He craves for you to want him, all of him. So, you can at least appreciate the man for not being forceful.

- This man likes BDSM, DDLG/DDLB, biting, and marking.

- Not many see this side, but All for One can be affectionate. He’s the kind of person who like spreading his affection mostly through gifts but can give affection in other ways too. Usually he shows that type of affection once you’re completely into Stockholm Syndrome. This includes petting, likes you sitting in his lap, and a few things you’d honestly never expect except in a comedy. Like, he wants to freaking spoil you.

- when you fall for Stockholm Syndrome, you yourself change. While you may not participate in League business, you are the one who knows when someone is doing some bullshit. All for One trusts you this much to play tattletale and no one can do shit cause who wants to anger All for One? No one. You are usually in the room from where he is or at the LoV HQ when they call him. If you’re with him, he has you stuck in his lap with you either counting all the bullshits you hear or possibly looking at a tablet. If you’re at HQ, you two give loveydovey goodbyes at the end with a side of ‘feed them cyanide’ to remind them of the damage harming you does. You do talk of kids which is why you’re on the tablet most of the time. In some twisted way, you’ve become the auntie of the League who Kurogiri warns everyone about to save the others. You’ve actually copied your yandere, throwing the threat of him over their heads.

Bonus: you never threaten Shigaraki. He’s like a son to you and All for One. Another reason you want your own kid.

[dykexion]

hey bro give me ur xzero headcanons

this is it this is all I have to say.

(ok it's not I have. a decent amount to say on these two, most of which is just really stupid)

first off they are peak morosexual/himbo representation you cannot fight me on this I know I'm right and you agree with me

>X is chronically petty and jealous. he tries to repress it because he's a nice person but he just is and it's hilarious. X4 is a nightmare for him he sees Zero and Iris and he's like "wow I'm so happy for you guys :))))" and is almost aggressively supportive to try and hide the fact that he's Really Not Ok With This Oh God meanwhile Zero is just completely fucking oblivious like "hey maybe you and Iris could hang out and be friends :)" and X is just,,,,no thanks :)). this even extends to X8 where Layer very obviously has a crush on Zero but he does not realise (be real, does he even know Layer's name?) and definitely doesn't reciprocate but at any mention of Zero and Layer working together X is just like Oh That's Nice and IMMEDIATELY changes the subject to avoid thinking about it. they're both just so fucking stupid.

>Zero is absolutely appalling at flirting. he just can't do it. he got X to fall for him purely on accident via Grand Gestures Of Friendship and X was so endeared by that and the whole sacrificing himself to save him thing. but when Zero actually tries to flirt it's a complete disaster he's so blunt and he has no idea what to say and it's generally pretty funny to watch. Axl and Alia keep a list of the stupidest things they've heard Zero saying while trying to flirt with X. it's a long list.

>they pick up on each other's mannerisms from spending a lot of time together, most notably Zero picks up X's affinity for swearing all the fucking time. I feel like due to Wily's busted programming, Zero initially doesn't have the best vocabulary and grasp on language so he tends to imitate other people and it turns into a habit and due to his extended time spent with X and X's status as an angry bitch he picks up on a lot of swears and just starts saying them occasionally much to the amusement of everyone around him. one day he drops something in front of everyone at maverick hunter hq and just completely deadpan goes "aw fuck" and everyone loses it. X finds it very endearing

>every other date night gets crashed by Alia because she's a disaster and they just try to get her a date because she's completely hopeless on her own. they're the only people in a stable relationship she's friends with but they're terrible at advice, especially X because "just because I'm dating Zero doesn't mean I know how I did it, Alia". they're her emotional support couple. meetups with Alia usually end up with them all drunk off their arses and bitching about random shit together. idk how robots get drunk but I've decided they can because the idea of Alia's drunken rambling about Gate while X and Zero look at each other like that one Shrek reaction image is hilarious to me

>getting sad for a second here but I think after X4 (the whole thing with Iris and finding out about what he was like when he was Rabid from Sigma) Zero would have a really hard time feeling ok in any kind of relationship, let alone a romantic one. he feels really bad about everything and is worried that he'll just end up hurting the people he cares about again so he tries to push X away but X just isn't having it and makes sure he doesn't isolate himself completely. Zero has a lot of trouble with trust, both trusting other people and trusting himself to be around them that X helps him through as his best friend and it makes them closer as they bond over the shit hands they've both been dealt in life. Zero needs a lot of reassurance and is fucked up over this for a while because trauma will do that to a person but X makes sure he's always there to help whenever he can. Zero eventually begins to open up more again (though he's still decently closed off) and I think this is how he'd realise that he likes X, it just slowly creeps up on him over time until he Realises. and he's fucking terrified because he still remembers what happened last time he cared for someone like this and he desperately doesn't want a repeat of that, not with X of all people. eventually though they both work everything out for the better and tbh they're both absolute messes but they compliment each other in a way and are probably the best people to help each other through this bullshit. they r in lov and that's what matters,,, thank u

on a less serious note, Axl sees them together for the first time and is immediately like "damn gay people are real?" and when the public realise they're dating Zero saber-dash-cancels all the homophobes thank you and goodnight

[creampuffcookie]

Is IV's name pronounced four or "eye-vee"? And when are you going to tell us more about the story? I've been waiting patiently for an update and then I remembered asks are a thing! I'm so curious about the other co-leader. :3c

yup, its “eye-vee”! :D like an iv drip! (she originally had a hospital theme!) AND AH?! OMG..... i didnt think anyone would be interested in her story..!!!! fncncnmc! thank u for being interested...!!! ill tell u some of her story!;///; its kind of long, sorry!! >.<;;

the cult IV co-leads is dedicated to the goddess of Order! in this universe/world, there are multiple gods! Order is a weaker, lesser known god. the amount of worshippers they have is directly linked to how powerful a god is :o the most powerful trio are the goddesses of life and death, and the god of fortune!

Order, IV and the other co-leader, whos only known as “the messenger” are aggressively and actively recruiting new members, because the goddess is planning a coup against the more powerful, well-known gods, bcus many constantly play favorites and intervene with humans lives, giving blessings to their favorite humans and letting them do as they please w/o consequences (the goddess of Life and god of fortune are the biggest offenders, theyll give out their blessings willy nilly....). it makes Order very mad to see that, but she cant do anything unless she becomes more powerful so...!! shes aware its hypocritical, but its for a “good” cause, so she also starts to secretly intervene in peoples lives to sway them into joining her cult and spreading her word and converting others! ((she also secretly resurrects ppl who died sudden and cruel/unfair deaths to strong arm them into serving her in exchange for a second chance at life to settle loose ends but we dont talk abt that aha—))

IV is more devoted to spreading the cults message thru The Internet! shes tech-saavy, knows how to program and code stuff (they made the cults website and answers emails lol), and visits all sorts of sites and forums and such to leave links to the website, and spread awareness abt the cult! but she is also in charge of inner workings, like keeping members motivated during sermons, leading said sermons, and talking w other important members abt progress and interested ppl who wanna join! shes got terrible social skills after being a shut-in that loved to get into fights online For Years, but they can be very charismatic and passionate when talking abt the goddess and her mission to restore order to the worlds! (only she and the messenger know Orders true intentions for accumulating so many worshippers, and support her wholeheartedly)) the goddess rly likes her passion, enough to have promoted her to co-leader so quickly after joining the cult!

and now..... about the other leader!! 👀

no one... really knows much about her!!!! she only goes by “the messenger” and is usually away from the church HQ, travelling all over the place to personally spread the cults message! shes a very mysterious person who always hides behind a dark veil, no one but the goddess knows her real name or about her past life before she joined the cult! shes been a member, and leader, for a very long time.... likely since the beginning of Orders plan to stage a coup... but ill let u in on lil info abt her!! shes in her late 40s, russian, and was a rising political figure before she met the goddess of Order, was so awed by her that she faked her death to dedicate her life instead to serving the goddess! ((both co-leaders r lesbians that fell in love w a goddess n swear their lives to her.... this wasnt on purpose but its so funny to me))

also she and IV do NOT get along. they’re constantly on the verge of attacking each other fnfjfjcn similar personalities that clash...... but begrudgingly set aside their hatred of each other differences to make sure Order can achieve her goal of overthrowing the other gods!

also uhm. there is kind of an ending for this story............. it does... not go well. the messenger makes a very fatal mistake a while after IV joins, that ends up totally exposing Orders coup plan to the other gods....... and..... yyyeah. ends badly. i dont wanna go into details cus then ill have to explain a DIFFERENT but closely-related and equally long story fjfjfnc

thank you for askign about my ocs and reading this far!!!! it honestly means so so much to me to get questions abt my ocs and stories!!! ;///; i lov u!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[noecat]

tumblr crushes challenge!

in which you post your own favorite blogs to spread positivity and get your amazing blogger-friends some more followers!

tagged by @kizunah (im lov u) n @hazelnatcoffee (ive not stopped sobbing since i saw u tag me aksdjf thank u sm <3) !! ✨✨✨

aksdjf normally i dont even do these but im takin th opportunity to scream abt how much i lov mariam so !! :D enjoy

ive tagged @kizunah, @hazelnatcoffee, @hinamie, @sftae, @geminest, @belovedsheith, @phoapostrophes, @gansaey, @hcseokie, @dotingdamen, @kattenprinsen and non-mutual but very admired @d-a-z-a-i and @novocaine-sea​!! (also the ultimate tumblr crush otasucc whomst im not tagging bc im scared)

i will yell abt these ppl and how much i lov them under cut so as to avoid a 50 page long post :’D 💕

mariam @kizunah: iv no idea how u managed to go from ‘vaguely intimidating incredibly talented writer i look up to’ to ‘incredibly talented writer i look up to tht sends me memes at 3am and has made me fall in lov w two (2) soft pining bois’ so fast but.....u did tht......now our chat is th first thing i check when i wake up in th morning it’s the Start To My Day i hope u r happy..... follow mariam for solid pastel aesthetic and hauntingly beautiful writing tht will give u heartbreak by proxy !! 💕

grayson @hazelnatcoffee: i am tagging u Right Back bc,,,solid tumblr crush material,,,,on one hand i am rly honored u follow this mess, on the other hand im just !! u are such a talented writer !! and such a talented artist ??? ur ability to communicate sof sheith feels in both mediums to such devastating effect slays me 10/10 a Must Follow 💕

hina @hinamie: u kno how kurapika was like. ‘when im in this mode im a master of every single nen category’ ?? thts u. except thts u all th time. killer sense of humor and an incredible (understatement...) artist and so pretty i cld die and flawless taste in memes and th capacity to create OCs tht snatch my heart n soul n wig all in one (very basardous) move?? thts u!! how do u do that!! thank u sm for not judging me for thirsting after clowns n also ,,, a must-follow 4 anyone who likes quality 💕

pauline @sftae: i know you’re on hiatus now and thus unlikely to see this anytime soon,,,,,, but it wld feel Wrong to make any kind of crushes post without mentioning u, resident itachi lover, whomse made me laugh sm and gave me some of the probably Best conversations ive had on this site....im so sorry for stealing ur husband (it was Deserved) and i hope u are doing good out there off this hellsite (note how i didnt even mention the fact tht u are a creator yet bc i was too busy crying abt how much i lov talking to u but !! holy shit u also make Quality Content and im both crying and intimidated how is every mutual i have so talented at making things) 💕

nastya @geminest​: bi russian solidarity & prettiest pinkest pastel blog in the universe?? a whole music Genius whomse is fluent in multiple languages?? im going 2 stop typing now bc i Know i wont b able to stop after just one paragraph so im sorry tht this is going to b so short but,,,,,,,,th most quality Soft Kpop blog n distinguished iu stan, thts u 💕

mei @belovedsheith: the sweetest most positive talented writer in th vld fandom?? u!! your blog is an oasis in the sea of drama and discourse that is tumblr generally, and i really admire the compassion you show everyone and your dedication to only giving love back even when people are undeservedly rude or condescending. it takes a lot of strength to do that and i just *clenches fist* rly adore your personality and humility (esp given how you’re scarily good with words and also ur theme....god tier) 💕

pho @phoapostrophes: aksdjf it’s really .... been a while .,,.. since we talked on a personal lvl, but!! anytime i see you on my dash i get rly excited because you always reblog the best things, the best memes and the best literary things and the funniest comics...,, your sense of humor is on point and i dont know where you manage to curate such Quality Content from but im rly living for it !! 💕

nicki @gansaey​: thank u sm,,,,4 watering my crops,,,,feeding me tht good good trc food,,,,no lie i follow like maybe two (2) trc blogs n life is a whole struggle, and also!! i adore your aesthetic, and how it’s perfectly coherent from your theme to your posts...n also i love your avatar and your creations !! :’’D u have a rly rly strong sense of The Ae and tht glows in everything u put out  💕

mia @hcseokie​: hello cowboy basard whats up it’s me n i ,,,, lov u,,,,,possibly th hottest prettiest person on this hellsite w an incredible personality 2 match,,,,you have a killer sense of humour and are a really sweet person to talk to, and i really really wish you all the best and brightest things in the universe!! a tumblr crushes post isnt complete without u :’’)  💕

eve @dotingdamen​: we only talked like once which is an whole federal crime in my opinion askdjf but !! most treasured most quality yoi/captive prince/astrology mutual,,,, mostly i am very intimidated bc you look ethereal and also your writing like. im not even in those fandoms anymore but am i going to go and reread everything th moment i finish typing up this monster of a post?? u bet!! 💕

taavi @kattenprinsen​: father i am very sorry for disappointing u w frightening regularity,,,,i still rmbr when u first followed me and i screamed bc tht was like the ultimate Senpai Noticed Me moment??? honestly tht senpai-noticed-me feeling never rly faded and tht makes u the perfect candidate for a tumblr crushes post :’’’) you could probably create an entire universe w words alone--and do--n ur Powerfully Aesthetic Aesthetic makes my kokoro go doki doki,, i hope i become more like u someday!! 💕

chris @d-a-z-a-i​: kasjf the Very First blog i found after i one-shotted the entire bsd anime and was left crying over dazai,,, pretty much 90% of the best anime content i see on my dash is either reblogged from u or reblogged by u so thank u fr the food!! :’’D 💕

aja @novocaine-sea​: u once left a comment on my shitty jjbek crackfic and thts probably the most accomplished ive ever felt in my life ever,,, like it might sound cheesy but it’s one of those little moments ill carry w me forever on my writing journey? being complimented by someone as talented as you really stuck w me;; tht said, im going to go binge read your entire hq/free! tag at soonest opportunity :’’’) the things you write are 1000% up my alley nd im so ready!! 💕

lia otasucc: an inspiring person on all levels; someone ive been following since the early (yoi) days and who has not once since then been anything less than the brightest light in the fandom. i dont even go here, but im very glad you exist and motivate everyone around you to be better people as well :’D words r hard and the way you flawlessly wield yours, be it in spicy memes or cutting sarcasm, is both terrifying and moving,,, we are all lucky to have u!! 💕

[freckles-like-stars-n-shit]

3, 18, 28, and 38

3.    Is there a trope you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole?

hmmmmMM god, im absolutely sure i have some around there but rn i cant think of anything ngl, aside from heavy angst thats like… too real? I like angst bc i like inflicting pain on my faves and see them cry but when shit gets real and relationships start to fall appart it just hits too close to home yknow? so no thank you

oh, hm, parties and weed make me p uncomfortable too

18.    Do you use any tools, like worksheets or outlines?

not really, but lately ive been writing one shots so as long as i remember the most important points thats all ive got

(the rare times i try to do longfics i have a doc somewhere w/ lots of bulletpoints w/ some of the things that happen)

28.    Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much. 

im gonna talk abt wolf 359 writers bc thats my main fandom rn

three writers i really like?

@lesbianjackrackham (just… her fics are GREAT, love the characterization, love the stories itself and especially the images of it, everytime i read her fics im like “oh i wanna draw that ! oh i can see the emotion here !” i feel so motivated when i read her stuff !!)

@shortwaveattentionspan (gosh how many times have i read their jaco-ffel / h-eiffel fics?? the narrative is just so enjoyable, i dont know how they do it but they capture the emotions on a more abstract kind of writing and i love it)

and @thimbleoflight (aside from providing great great smut for a rareship? just… the characterization is So on point, i love the dialogues and i can perfectly hear them in their voices, love her pry-tter fics _(:’3」∠)_ )

38.    Talk about a review that made your day.

aside from my bff who doesnt like fics telling me one day that he read one of my one shots and was like “mood”? back in my hq days i wrote a fic of a character that literally appeared in 5 panels, and then when he appeared again his personality was p different of how i thought it was gonna be, but i still got a review telling me how my fic made them like the character more

k’ step aside the last time someone commented on my fic they said “*prints this out and eats it jesus fuck*” and if thats not fucking flattering i dont know what is, fuckig lov that comment

also this is an understatement because EVERY review makes my day tbh honestly i love ;w; attention mostly but also writing fic ;w;

thank youuuu anon :D

ask me a writer question

[imaginesofeverykind]

Quiet || Peter Parker x Reader ||

Characters: Peter Parker x Fem!Avenger!Reader

Fandom: MCU/Spiderman

Request: Hella yeah bless MY FIRST PETER ONE BuT @rafeadderall ur a gem I lov u [can i request a peter parker x reader where the reader is like super shy and reserved in his class or whatever and then he sees her again but on team cap lol? if u can? love u xoxoxoxox] (Requests are always open guys! Send Em through!)

Prompt: You typically keep to yourself at school, however, you have a secret that no one knows about you. You’re different, Just like Peter Parker was different. You both discover each other’s identity during the epic showdown between Team Ironman and Team Captain America. 

Tags: @rafeadderall (if you want to be tagged to get a notification when I post message me!)

Word Count: 2,902

Spoilers: Na, unless you haven’t seen Civil War then

A/N: Yes so my first Peter Parker Imagine, god bless Spider-Man: Homecoming it was such a great movie!!! This however is based off of Civil War so no spoilers unless you haven’t seen Civil War!

PART 2

Y/N sat quietly in her seat in the incredibly silent classroom. The only sounds were the ever so subtle scratching sounds of pen on paper as the other kids in the classroom attempted to nail their Spanish quiz. Of course, Y/N and one other student had already finished the quiz in record timing. That other student being Peter Parker. Both the two were in the top five percent of students who excelled well in any given task. 

They were also the only two students of the entire school to have secrets. Y/N since she was born was incredibly gifted, gifted with enhanced superhuman abilities and given that she was born with that she was able to hide it, hide it a lot better than Peter could despite him doing a well enough job keeping his Spiderman life a secret. Numerous occasions he was almost caught being Spiderman not just by Y/N but others too, like his friend Ned and Aunt May but somehow he still kept his identity well hidden. 

Peter liked Y/N not necessarily in a romantic way, but he appreciated her wits and intellect. He was nice to her but he wouldn’t go as far to say he had a crush on her, sure she was cute and all but it may have been because she was so quiet and to herself that tarnished that idea from Peters mind. Y/N felt mutually the same toward him, appreciating his dedication and smarts. 

The two locked eyes while waiting for everyone else to finish, offering each other a smile before averting their attention elsewhere. It wasn’t long until the others finished and the room was no longer silent and the students were off to their next class. Chemistry. Today’s Chemistry class was a lot different from the others, this time Mrs Cobwell had assigned projects to the class in pairs.

As luck would have it, both Peter and Y/N were paired and were just as awkward as they were when waving to the other down the hall. Now seated next to each other one would have to initiate conversation eventually seeing as both weren’t extroverted enough for that. Peter gulped and opened his mouth to speak. 

“S-so… uh… we could – we could do this… formula…” Peter pointed at his text book, her eyes gazed down to where he was pointing and nodded. “Sure.” The word slipped from her mouth, she was never a really nervous person, awkward for sure but not nervous. Unlike Peter, she didn’t tend to stammer over her words, but she often found it cute when he did. 

Suprised she uttered a word, Peter was left with his mouth agape and couldn’t form a coherent sentence. His eyes were racing around the room to find his friend Ned for some form of assistance, however, Ned had his back facing him as he worked with his partner Michelle. “Uh-um O-okay cool.”

She smiled and wrote down the formula and how they were to break it down individually before experimenting with the actual chemicals involved. The remainder of the class was spent silently working together, only occasionally exchanging words. Despite her silent demeanour, Y/N was one of the few people that actually understood where Peter’s tangents went, what he was thinking and how he was going to calculate things. 

It was a surprising day for sure, while their little interactions would be more frequent, Peter was glad to have been partnered with Y/N. She too had a unique way of thinking and he could most definitely understand how she thought. It was a little step into a friendship that was sure to blossom after the weekend. 

When school finally finished it was always a rush to get home for not just Y/N but for Peter too. For different reasons of course. Y/N lived in the outskirts of Brooklyn and often was quite the trek to get home within a reasonable time due to traffic and the occasional train delay. However today, her rush to get home was postponed by a call from a familiar old friend. 

Steve Rogers. "Hey - Steve? It's good to hear from you, how is everything?..... you know... you're basically a war criminal now..." she whispered the last bit, she was concerned, to say the least. After hearing of the Sokovia accords and Steve going AWOL. He chuckled over the other side of the line, "yeah - well actually that's what I wanted to talk to you about." Steve Rogers and Y/N had a rich history, he had met her in the aftermath of the Chitauri attempted an invasion. 

Discovering her abilities and offering assistance to her as she grew older. Y/N developed a strong bond with him given that he was able to relate to what she was going through. Steve, however, kept her well hidden from the other Avengers as she was only just a teenager barely sixteen yet. Despite this, he was fully aware that she was capable of much more than an average girl her age. 

She could take fierce punches and also give them, she was built like Natasha, himself and Bucky. 

“Oh... you’re not in trouble are you?” She frowned, pushing past people on the streets as she made her way back to her home. “well... depends on what you mean by trouble... I need your help.” Steve was calm and collected for someone with a bounty on his head by half of the Avengers. Her eyes widened and she stopped in the bustling street of outer Brooklyn. “My Help? What for?” 

“I don’t like asking you to do this, but Tony isn’t going to stop until I'm arrested until Bucky is arrested. I’ve asked as many people as I can to help us, we have to stop this Zemo guy or else a lot of people could die.” Steve felt guilty for asking a fifteen-year-old girl for assistance, but she was more than capable of helping. 

“What do you need me to do?” She questioned, picking her feet up in a much brisker walk as her heart pounded in her chest. “I need you to be able to help stop Tony and whoever he’s got with him, we need to do this. I understand it’s a lot to ask-.” She cut him off and smiled, although he couldn’t see it, “Steve, it’s fine I owe you anyway, after everything you’ve done for me.” 

Steve was relieved, yet remained guilty, he now had to be extra careful knowing that two of his forming two were young teenage girls. They both could handle it, but if anything bad happened it would be on him. “Just give me the instructions and I’ll be there.” She added, finally reaching her apartment building. 

“Pack your things, Clint and Wanda are on their way to you now.” Steve instructed to which she obliged and raised her eyebrow, “Clint? Clint’s back?” She had never met Clint Barton, but she had heard stories of him, much like the stories she heard of the other Avengers. Last she heard of Clint he settled down with Kids. “Just this once.” Steve assured, “I’ll see you in Germany. Thank you again.” 

“Anything for you Steve.” She hung up and raced to her apartment, trying to explain to her parents a feasible excuse to why she was going away for the weekend. 

The van was crammed with Clint, Wanda, Scott and Y/N as it parked in the sixth bay of a parking garage. It was surreal for Y/N to be meeting some of the Avengers. Clint noticed that she appeared to be nervous, chewing on her lip and looking at things to keep her mind at bay. “Hey, Steve’s told me great things about you, kid. You’ve got this.” He assured her, which made her smile. 

“Speaking of, here they come now.” Wanda pointed out as a busted up old car park’s beside them. Scott Lang, laid uncomfortably in the back as he tried to catch some sleep before the anticipated showdown. Hopefully, they wouldn’t need to fight anyone but Helmut Zemo. Clint was the first to get out of the car, curtly nodding to his old friend, “Cap.” 

Both Wanda and Y/N were next to exit the van, greeting Steve, Bucky and Sam. “You know I wouldn’t have called if I had any other choice.” Steve was grateful that so many of his friends came to his aid yet remained guilty. “Hey man, you’re doing me a favour, besides I owe a debt.” 

“Thanks for having my back.” Steve looks to the three kindly. “It was time I get off my ass,” Wanda assured, happy to be free from the confining walls of the Avengers HQ. “You’ve done a lot for me, I’m always going to be here to back you.” Y/N smiled, both Bucky and Sam were surprised to see someone so young, they weren’t sure how they felt about Steve putting so much trust into someone so young. “Where did you find her?” Sam queried looking to Steve. 

“Long story - how’s our other recruit?” He asked, referring to the drowsy Scott Lang in the back of the van. “He’s rarin’ to go. Had to put a little coffee in him, but... he should be good.” Clint opened the door to the van, jolting awake Scott. Groggily he picks himself out of the van, “what time zone is this?” 

Eventually, he exchanges a handshake with Steve, now being definitely alert after meeting his hero. “Captain America.” A look of amazement washes over him, it was strange to see the interaction between him and Steve for Y/N. So many people were amazed by him and yet she only knew him as the man who’s been a close friend of hers for quite some time. 

With all welcomes aside, an announcement rung their attention. Being in German Bucky was able to translate it for everyone who,  “They’re evacuating the airport.” Everyone exchanged a worried glance, Sam eyed Steve, “Stark.” he was positive that they would have to face off in a reluctant battle. “Stark?” Scott questioned, seemingly out of the loop than everyone else.

“Suit up.” 

“Oh I see you’re recruiting little girls now, huh?” Tony taunted, seeing Y/N stand confidently beside him. She was clad in black, a mask covering part of her face courtesy of Steve who didn’t want her Identity known by Tony, knowing he would use that against her. “Wow I pegged you for an asshole but I didn’t know you were a sexist asshole.” The words left her lips, the mask covering her face giving her more confidence. 

“Whatever it takes for you to back off.” Steve warned, Tony was surprised by the mouth on her but he was growing tired of the chit chat. “Anyways. Ross gave me thirty-six hours to bring you in. That was twenty-four hours ago. Can you help a brother out?” Steve shook his head, standing ground. “You’re after the wrong guy.” 

“Your Judgement is askew. Your old war buddy killed innocent people yesterday.” Tony argued, his point was rather valid but nonetheless the wrong point. “And there are five more super soldiers just like him. I can't let the doctor find them first, Tony. I can't.” 

Y/N nodded, she always believed in sacrificing a few to save the many, and without The Avengers the world would no longer exist. “Steve... you know what's about to happen. Do you really wanna punch your way out of this one? And drag a kid into this?” Natasha was selective with her words, of course, she was being a little hypocritical given Tony had a kid up his sleeve. 

“All right, I've run out of patience. Underoos!” Tony Shouted, out of nowhere Peter Parker in a new and improved web slinging outfit flips over Steve and Y/N, successfully taking his shield and tying his hands together. “Nice job, kid.” Tony complimented. 

“Thanks. Well, I could've stuck the landing a little better. It's just the new suit... Well, it's nothing, Mr Stark. It's-It's perfect. Thank you.” Peter rambled on, he was trying his hardest to impress Tony Stark given that he gave Peter this opportunity and a new suit. “Yeah, we don't really need to start a conversation.” Tony made clear. 

Steve looked down at Y/N as if he was mentally telling her that she should focus on the kid on Tony’s side. More talking between the two sides ensued, both Tony and Steve reluctant to throw the first punch, but eventually it had to be done eventually. He held his hands up as Clint shoots through the webs and he looks to Peter, “Alright Lang.” 

Now the action and chaos began. “The kids all yours, keep away from Tony. Good luck.” Steve smiled at Y/N before dashing off, she took a deep breath and launched herself quite a long distance, landing in front of Peter. Neither of them recognises each other. “Oh - hey, I don’t want to hurt you! It’s just not cool to hit a girl.” He put his hands up in defence trying to be friendly. 

“Seriously what’s with you assholes? Fine-.” she gritted winding a hand back and sucker punching him in the face with enough force to drive him back several feet and stumble into a car, leaving a dent. “Wow-okay your strong... really strong...” He muttered to himself in a daze, still pressed up against the car. 

She stalked over to him, winding up another punch only he dodge it in time making her punch through the car’s metal exterior. He outstretched his hands and webbed her arm to the car so she couldn’t break free. “Could you do me a favour and just... stay there... I’d appreciate that.” Peter held up his hands and started to slowly back away toward the action elsewhere. 

Y/N shook her head and grimaced, using the adhesive of the webs to help her lift up the heavy car and lobbing it across the tarmac at Peter. “Oh God.” His eyes widened at the incoming vehicle, he just managed to catch it before it could crush him. “That's a -- that’s a nice throw you got there, you play baseball?” He gritted, still holding the car above his head before throwing it off to the side. 

“Need a hand, kid?” Tony’s voice startled both of them, he pointed his hand toward Y/N ready to fire off a shot but she pounced off the ground beneath her and hooked herself onto the back of his suit. Peter’s eyes widened, “Mr Stark!” seeing her trying to pull plates of metal from the armour. “I see you don’t like to play fair.” Tony grimaced and elbowed her in the face, she grunted and loosened her grip on him before falling well over thirty feet. 

Her body hit the ground leaving a sizable little crater around her. She hadn’t realised that the mask she once wore on her face was now gone as she laid in rubble collecting her thoughts. Peter was standing quite a distance away, unsure whether to check to see if she was alright or not, Tony picked up on his hesitation. 

“I suggest you do something before she starts kicking your ass again,” Tony instructed before whizzing over to Rhodey and Vision. Peter slowly picked up his pace making his way over to her, when he was close enough he was sure surprised. “Holy -- Y/N?” He was confused, to say the least. Kneeling down beside her as he examined the blood oozing from her nose. 

She peered up at Peter, still not knowing it was him. She drew back a hand and let her knuckles jam into his face, knocking him back with the force of the punch. “How do you know my name? Huh?” Quickly scrambling to her feet to regain composure. Her eyes were hard on the red and blue figure as he shook his head, trying to get out of the daze he was in. 

Winding up another punch, he stuck his hands up and shook his head, “w-w-wait wait - wait! Don’t punch, it’s me -- it’s me -,” he desperately tore the mask off his head, not wanting to get punched yet again by her, “- it’s Peter.” She stared at him for a moment, letting the situation sink in and she drew back her fist. “Peter? Parker? Oh my god.” She ran her hands through her hair, “you’re Spiderman?” 

Peter was taken back by this, he had never heard her talk so much ever since he knew her. It was almost surreal to see that the girl who was so often reserved and quiet was talking normally and she just kicked his ass. “Y-yeah and you’re... well... not like everyone else...” he pointed out making her laugh in relief and smile. 

In that moment the two no longer had to deal with their abilities on their own. Peter had met someone almost exactly like him and it was the very girl who he’d partnered with in a chemistry project. Y/N also now had someone to trust and confide in when things went awry. Neither of them suspected it, they couldn’t really, but now that they knew each other's secret it was the beginnings of an everlasting friendship. 

[iolyne]

i was tagged by @snooksoda !! thank u!! 

i tag @oraora-tarotaro @acejojo @giorno-wryovanna @riedel-joestar @yasuhohirose

if you wanna !!!!

rules: choose any three fandoms (in random order) and answer the questions. then tag some friends.

You choose: jojo’s bizarre adventure, haikyuu!!, metalocalypse

The first character you loved:

jjba - Johnathan!! I cried the first time dio was mean to him and after he died i told luna i was gonna stop watching jojo

hq!! - TANAKA !!!!!!!!! it was lov at first sight i just KNEW he was my type of fave

metalocalypse - Toki,,, why wouldnt you,,

The character you never expected to love so much:

jjba - honestly Johnny or Abbacchio

hq!! - keishin Ukai (oh my GOD i love him) or KAgeyama i would DIE for him

metalocalypse - pickles!!!! hes my favorite fictional character ever wow

The character you relate to most:

jjba - UHHH abbacchio bc we are both gay and depressed and traumatized

hq!! - Kenma (thank u cheyenne lmao)

metalocalypse - Toki!!!!

The character you’d slap:

jjba - um joseph joestar

hq!! - Terushima (i still love u bb ur just a jackass too)

metalocalypse - nathan!!! destroyed the record!!! Magnus!! for everything he did lol!!

A character you liked at first but not so much anymore:

jjba - Diavolo :+)

hq!! - Lev :/

metalocalypse - oh i dont know 

A character you did not like at first, but they’ve grown on you:

jjba - Polnareff i haaated him at first but wow i love him so much

hq!! - Tsukki!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

metalocalypse - Skwisgaar o my lord

3 OTPs:

jjba - umm bruabba

hq!! - me and terushima, me and ukai

metalocalypse - nickles :0

[franeridart]

i love your art so much?? like the comics and stuff are fantastic and i'm sndhwahsjsbdjd about them

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you so much!!!! Oh my g o d s!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:Thank you for always providing us with such good soft kiribaku 😍 also, I’m obsessed with the Bakusquad in big comfy sweaters in that last comic! Omg they look so cute

!!!!!!!!!! I’m happy you liked them!!!!!! *O* big comfy sweaters are my weakness, honestly hahaha

Anon said:Hello! I adore your comics, they’re all so good I cri. There’s not a single comic you’ve made that I don’t like. They’re all just so cute and you always draw things I could see happening in canon. It’s like you understand every character so well and is able to draw them in character because of that, if you know what I mean?? And also your art is so pretty and unique I just!? I lov.

Anon said:I scream and cry *in a good way* very loudly everytime you update. So thank you.

You’re!!!!! so cute!!!! Oh my gods!!!!! Try not to scream if it’s too late tho haha

Anon said:Um… hello. I just wanted to say that i really love your BNHA and HQ stuff especially your Kiribaku. It has replenished my soul so thank you very much!

I’M GLAD YOU LIKE THEM!!!! Oh my gods!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ( ˘ ³˘)♥

Anon said:Hi! I was wondering what your main account is! Have a nice day hon, love your work ❤️

Thank you!!!!! And it’s @franeridan !! :D

Anon said:lol on your recent post i read “*Denki voice* the only fast thing about those two is their speed during NIGHTS” and I thought ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) they be getting it in bed. but then i re-read it and was a bit disappointed lol

A n o n they’re not even dating yet!!!!! They don’t even know they wanna date each other yet!!!!! They’re two small slow turtles!!!!!! Two cute little baby snails still unaware of their very much romantic feels for each other!!!! Also nothing is ever n s f w on this blog anyway lol

Anon said:I LOVE HOW YOU DRAW KIRI YOUR KIRISHIMA IS TOOO CUTE

OH MY GODS THANK YOU!!!!!!!! I love drawing him and I’m g l a d I can make him at least a bit as cute and adorable as he is in canon!!!!!!!!

Anon said:OC’s?

If you’re asking if I have any, then they’re in my original art tag!!

Anon said:The only word I can find to fit that last comic is "mushy." Fran, they're tough boys, how can you make them so soft. (No complaints tho)

....................they’re soft boys anon, mushy babies, as soft as marshmallows, squishy and fluffy for each other (glad you like it hahaha)

Anon said:Dude, I want someone to look at me the way Kirishima is looking at Bakugou in that drawing

*whispers* it’s loooooooooooooveeeeeeeeeeeeeee~ I’m happy I managed to portray that right hahaha

Anon said:is bakugou singing all star or despacito

……………welp, I did say you’re free to imagine whatever you like best, so if that’s your pick go for it hahaha (but if you pick despacito may I suggest you go for Eddie Van Der Meer’s fingerstyle guitar cover cause honestly that’s A+++)

Anon said:Kirishima’s eyes in that newest drawing blow me away. I mean, the whole thing blows me away, but holy shit, those eyes.

;A; thank you so much oh my god !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (っ˘зʕ•̫͡•ʔ

Anon said:Fraaaaann I have a biiig problem, I either keep sending asks but forget what they were or I keep *think* about sending asks and forgst if I did or not??? So “wait, did I sent this???” Is what I think when I read %80 of your answersssss. Fran help meee my forgetful ass is gonna be the death of meeee ahhh

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! wELP! I answer to nearly all asks so either you were the one to send it or not 99% it’ll be answered anyway! But if you really wanna know which are yours you could put a ✧ at the end of your asks, so that you’ll recognize them!!!! :D

Anon said:Asdfghjkll ohh you and your art are so lovely I’m dead I’m never gonna stop staring at that last bakushima. Baku with a guitar singing to Kiri would already have been enough AND THEN IT HAD TO LOOK THAT GOOD I WAS BLOWN AWAY the colors are so wonderful and the shadows and postures on both of them and the details on the whole thing and even their clothes AHHHHH it’s so good 20/10 highest quality I’m staring at it and zooming in at everything and just !!!! Bless you

*REALLY GROSS SOBBING* thank you so much oh my g o d !!!!!!!!!!! this ask means the world to me??? Holy heck???? (* ;A;) bless you

Anon said:Okay but the “K” around his neck as me cryin

You guys notice everything oh my god hahaha I’m glad tho!!!!! makes me weirdly super happy~

Anon said:I honestly love seeing you babble in your tags, it’s so precious and I look forward to it every time I see you’ve posted something :D

…………..h e c k  that’s such a cute thing to say I’m !!!!! (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄

Anon said:You: a quick doodle Me, and intellectual: a fucking masterpiece worth all my money ily kami-senpi

o h m y g o d you guys are out to kill me I swear (∗∕ ∕•̥̥̥̥∕ω∕•̥̥̥̥∕) (also you said Kami and I thought Kaminari and I just, yes, that’s good, I’m Kaminari, I’ll accept this title with 90% of all it entails l m a o)

Anon said:Lmao, I’m the franswers anon, let go with rice(cakes), anyways I’m sorry for the l existential dread about it, riipo

The dark secret I’m sure no one had realized yet following this blog is that I’m weak for puns and I can’t believe I hadn’t realized I could make one with my replies tag j f c shame on me

Anon said:Thanks to you i started to ship kaminari and sero so much, i have been writing some little fics cause they are so adorable, anyway thank you so mich for introducing me to this amazing ship💞

AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH you’re MOST welcome!!!!!!!! Thank you for providing more content for this super tiny ship!!!!! ( *¯ ³¯*)♡

Anon said:What are your feelings on bakumina because I love this pairing (I actually love the whole bakusquad as a big ot5)

I love them!!!! I also drew them, once! Definitely my fav het ship for Bakugou, they look super nice aesthetically next to each other and their personalities would mesh super well, too! Also I’m still of the opinion they should have a kid. Like. Just to have the kid with the strongest quirk ever. Like, if they feel like it. Just saying. 

Anon said:*WAVES HANDS FRANTICALLY* YES HELLO!!! I also ship serobaku!!!! Like so freaking hard!!!!!!!!!!! ASDFGHJK I’d die if you drew them bc they’re so rare!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SOON!!! LIKE, SUPER SOON!!!!! Cause I found out I’m not alone and that’s!!!!!!! Pumping me up a lot!!!!! I love that ship it deserves a lot more love

Anon said:I wish that some day… Class 1-b will have more screen time…

After this arc, probably? They’re having some classes with 1A, so they’ll be around more! Probably!! I can’t wait to know what Hiryuu’s quirk is actually about ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Anon said:Why isn’t Kamisero also called ElectricalTape? The second I post some kamisero, I think I’m going to tag it ElectricalTape somewhere…

They should be called that! I usually only go for names-combinations for the ships names (so kamisero and serokami and seronari and so on), but I’m sure if they were a bigger ship that would be the name! It’s not kamisero, but there’s a fic by @shizuumi151 in which they call themselves that, by the way~ (……….it’s honestly one of the fics I’ve read the most times in recent times so tbh if you feel like it you should check it out (σ･з･)σ )

[jinmini]

your gifs are so beautiful and so hq like how do you do that?? a giffing god !!

aksjhdkjashd after years of learning!! omggg thank you so much you are such a sweetheart waking up to this is so nice i lov u :)