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kurikive · 2 years

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please! — 67. you reek, and even then i still like(love) you.

babbling incoherent words, hanni was dragging down y/n on the floor with her arms around her neck. "now i get why you do this." she slurred out barely understandable words while y/n just sighed trying to get her girlfriend to get up.

see, it was now 12:56, almost 1 AM. and hanni had spent the last hour doing absolute nonsense at the party, like cursing out hyein (a child) for god knows how long, dancing strangely and making her girlfriend think she was having a seizure, throwing up in the kitchen sink on accident, and climbing up a tree when unsupervised.

hyein's mom called, it was her time to go home. and by the looks of her state, it was hanni's too.

"babe, please get down." y/n exclaimed to her girlfriend who was sitting on a thick branch with seemingly no expression other than a blank stare to the people below her. "you're gonna get dizzy and throw up."

"my throw-up will go all over you like the peasants that you are." she slurred.

"okay, what the fuck?" danielle, one of the only people with consciousness in the group, said offended.

"hanni, pleaseeeee!" y/n pressed her hands together as she pleaded her lover to get down. "i'll take you home, just please get down."

the girl on the tree seemed to think about it. "beg and i'll consider it." she shrugged.

"nah, this is some weird shit, dawg." drunkenly, jungwon stumbled away in disgust.

"wha- god, hanni, please? can you just please get down? what more do you want? i'm literally kneeling, gosh..."

"help me, i can't get down by myself, duh." hanni complained.

holding out her arms as she carefully pulled hanni down the branch she muttered, "don't ever get drunk again, goodness hanni..."

and now, a group of drunk teenagers and some sober ones walking down the dark streets to go home street. the ones who lived close together walked beside each other with the sober ones while hanni and y/n walked with each other with their arms around each other (y/n was just carrying all of hanni's weight while the other hung on her shoulders).

danielle and haerin walked behind them to make sure none of them fell to the ground, and if they did... well, danielle would be there to take the pictures and (not) help.

other than the loud laughs and drunken comments by the teens, it was a peaceful walk, kind of. "y/n~ where are we goooingggg~" hanni asked as she clung harder to the tallers shoulders, almost dragging her to the ground.

"i'm taking you home, nini. we'll get there soon, don't worry." she reassured her, pulling the girl closer to her instead of the pavement. the other just groaned.

hanni doesn't know how y/n even managed to get the both of them on the bus, all she knows is that she feels a little sleepy. the atmosphere of the night pulling down on her eyelids, and before she knew it her head was resting on y/n's shoulder once again as her consciousness faded away.

y/n felt the weight return to her once heavy shoulders. she looked down to find her girlfriend resting peacefully beside her. the lights of the city shining on her features made her look even prettier.

y/n was about to take her phone out before she held back and just admired the view with her own two eyes. a light gust of wind came in through the upper windows of the bus. could the moment get better than this?

a few minutes later, y/n recognized the bus stop approaching from the window. it was the same one she waited in when she took hanni home on their first date. she gently shook the sleeping girl, whispering sweet words to wake her up from her rest.

groaning once again, hanni let herself be guided by y/n to the doors of the bus while the other carried both their weights with difficulty.

hanni almost tripped as she got down the stairs of the bus, giving y/n a mini heart attack. "are you okay?" she asked with concern, hanni just nodded in response.

"are your parents home?" y/n asked once again as they walked that familiar path towards hanni's home. hanni shook her head carefully while pouting, "mm-mh, if they were i wouldn't have gotten drunk, dummy."

"right." y/n chuckled at her girlfriend's drunken expressions. they were getting closer to the house and y/n internally battled with herself if she should just drop her off at the front door and go home or accompany her inside to make sure she went to sleep accordingly and not wake up with a headache the next day. she figured she'd just let hanni choose in the end.

as they got closer and closer to hanni’s house’s front door, y/n began to grow more nervous. ‘what if she sets her house on fire when i leave?’ thinking of every horrible and possible outcome of leaving a drunk hanni alone in her own house started to freak her out until she heard the other’s soft sleepy voice speak.

“you’re gonna help me brush my teeth, right?’

y/n almost let out a big sigh of relief.

“if you let me then yeah.” hanni just chuckled at the taller’s words.

y/n barely noticed they were already in front of their destination when hanni removed her own arm from y/n’s shoulders to take out her house keys as she stumbled trying to keep her balance. y/n quietly hovered her arm behind the shorter, just in case.

hanni tried about five times to get the key in the key slot before she could actually unlock the door to her house, y/n just watched her patiently as she thought trying to help might disturb her concentration and make her feel worse. as soon as hanni opened the door she immediately got inside and took of her shoes to go sit down and rest her body, but she stopped halfway on her tracks when she noticed the front door was still open and y/n was still outside.

“you’re gonna stay outside and freeze until you die?” she sarcastically asked, letting a giggle slip through her words. “come in before i go back and slam the door in your face.” and so y/n stepped inside, admiring the inside of what her girlfriend called home.

meanwhile y/n closed the door behind her, the shorter girl was slowly starting to stress out in her mission of finding the TV remote. “y/n.” said girl rapidly turned her head to where she was called, “help me find the remote.” hanni whined. chuckling, the taller could already spot the object from behind her partner on top of the counter the TV stood in. slowly making her way towards it, she checked if said object was the one hanni was so desperately looking for. “this?” she asked.

with an embarrassed frown, hanni took it from her girlfriend’s hands. “huh. weird. i checked there.” y/n laughed endeared at the other’s excuses.

“why were you even looking for it? we have to get you ready for bed.”

“yes, but... i need the TV as background noise so i feel less lonely.” she shyly admitted. “don’t.” she cut off y/n, who seemed like she was about to speak, in fear she’d make fun of her habits. “don’t make fun of me.”

“i was just gonna say i do that too, nini. don’t worry, i would never make fun of you for something like that.” and although the first part was true, the second one was a complete lie as their relationship was just pure bullying towards each other as a way to hide their “embarrassing” feelings.

after hanni chose a channel to leave as background noise, she drunkenly carried herself towards her own room, y/n following behind her as she kept admiring the decorations in the house. it took a little longer than expected to walk up the stairs, but y/n let hanni go at her pace instead of carrying her up and getting her dizzy and potentially having them both fall down the stairs.

“wait, you’re going in my room for the first time, this is exciting!” hanni randomly turned around and looked at her girlfriend with excitement. “i’m- i’m going in your room?”

“you’re gonna brush my teeth in the kitchen?” the shorter asked.

y/n grinned, “i mean, you seem sober enough to do it yourself, i don’t know.”

“i could kick you out.”

“sorry.” was the last thing any of them said before hanni opened the door to her room. still, it was only hanni who went into the bedroom.

she turned around and glared at the taller, “are you gonna keep doing this?” y/n only chuckled. “change into your pajamas by yourself! i’ll wait here.” and she turned around, back facing the door frame.

“weirdo...” hanni muttered before shutting the door to change clothes. it’s not like they had that type of confidence yet, they were a fresh couple, also minding that hanni was still drunk and not yet sober. it was only better to wait.

y/n stood outside the door to hanni’s room, listening to the sound of the TV downstairs and admiring the new surroundings. but that short peace was disturbed not long after by hanni’s screams for help inside the walls behind her.

“y/n! help me! i’m stuck!” she held in a sigh and braced herself for any possible scenario she’d discover once she opened the door. “hanni? are you okay-

HAHAHA!”

“stop laughing, asshole! help me out!” the shorter demanded, but who wouldn’t laugh? when hanni was standing with her arms up in the air and her head barely making it through hole of her pajamas. the room suddenly turned quiet, “y/n? where are you?”

click!

“did you just take a fucking picture?”

but there was no other sound apart from the soft giggles that left y/n’s lips. she finally got hanni’s head through and was met with the sight of pink pajamas with bunny prints and a very red faced short girlfriend. y/n could not figure out if the redness was from anger or embarrassment.

hanni just glared at her girlfriends silly smirk, and only frowned harder when she teased, “there you go, big head.”

“fuck you. brush my teeth.” the shorter hissed.

“but we have to take your make up off first, silly!”

2:02 am. hanni was sitting on her bathroom’s countertop while y/n was, after a long session of whining and complaining, diligently brushing the other’s teeth.

after she was done, the latter took the toothbrush to rinse it with water while her girlfriend stared intensely at every action. “god, hanni. never get this drunk again.” she once again complained.

hypocrite. “but i wanna get drunk at our wedding.” hanni muttered sheepishly, clearly acting and noticeable by the way she threw her shoulders out. nevertheless, y/n dropped her jaw in shock at the sudden comment. “what? do you not want to get married?” hanni still feigned innocence, this time with a smirk on her stupid face.

“what?! no! i-i mean, yes! i just- i don’t- i didn’t... you know...” y/n’s face grew redder every second while hanni’s smile grew wider. “i don’t know...” she mumbled in surrender.

“you’re cute. i like you.”

y/n smiled at her confession, “no shit, hanni. we’re girlfriends. i’d hope you at least liked me.” she rolled her eyes as a chuckle escaped with her words, only to find a pout and watery eyes when she put them back on her girlfriend. “are you crying?”

as soon as she said that, hanni started bawling. “we’re *hiccup* girlfrie-ends.” the taller could only laugh in disbelief. she was the lucky one to be able to call the girl she liked a lover, and yet here she was, drunkenly crying at the fact that they were dating.

but then again, hanni’s mouth smelled of alcohol and her opening it as she sobbed didn’t help. at all.

“hanni, i really love you and all, but you reek of alcohol and i need to find this mouthwash. so, pleeease stop crying.” and so she stopped, with little tears dropping past her pout as she watched y/n kneel in front of the counter’s cabinet trying to find the blue liquid.

“found it.” but when she went to stand up, she hit her head on the counter. “ow.” the pain fading away the moment she heard hanni’s little giggles. she handed the bottle to the girl, but saw she refused to take it because it was still closed. with a groan, she twisted the cap and poured the mouthwash into it, finally handed it to hanni, who reluctantly took it and drank it like a tequila shot.

“what the fuck?!” y/n yelped at the scene she just witnessed. hanni just stepped down from the countertop and face y/n as if nothing that insane had happened, making y/n step backwards and almost trip. “what?” she chuckled, there she goes again with the innocent act.

this idiot was just crying and now she’s downing mouthwash shots. crazy.

walking away mindlessly, hanni turned off the bathroom lights with y/n still inside, signaling her to also walk out. “wait! i’m scared of the dark!” she said as she ran off.

this time it was hanni’s turn to laugh loudly, “no you’re not!”

“a little...” the taller mumbled.

“good thing i have a nigh light! can finally put it to use.” hanni mentioned.

y/n suddenly stopped in her tracks, “wait, i’m sleeping here?”

“if you allow yourself to.” hanni shrugged. “you just said the l word to me but can’t dare to sleep in the same room as your girlfriend.”

“i can sleep on the floor- wait, what did i say?”

“you said the l word. few minutes ago.”

“no i didn’t?”

“you did.”

“liar.”

“why would i lie about that?”

“to tease me.”

hanni laughed, yet agreed. “yeah, i would do that. you still said it, though.”

“did you say it?”

“nope.”

“will you say it?”

it was quiet for a bit.

“i’ll think about it.”

“great, let’s go to sleep.” said y/n as she walked towards the bed to undo the covers so hanni could get in first.

getting under the covers, hanni started thinking while she stared at her girlfriend who was fixing the night light. “if i was a bug-”

“no. sleep.”

“not even a buttefly?”

“butterflies scare me.” y/n laid in bed next to hanni, who fixed her position to look at her face to face.

“what about a roach?”

“sleep.”

“you’re no fun.”

“snore... mimimimimi...” y/n pretended to sleep and made fake snoring noises, making hanni giggle. “read me a story.”

“no.” y/n had already closed her eyes.

“i hate you.”

“you stink.”

“even if i stink you still like me.”

“even if you reek i still like you.”

“weirdo.”

“can you please sleep?” there were no words after that, only soft breaths and a few sounds of shifting in place made by hanni who tried to find the most comfortable position. y/n was also slowly falling asleep, and when the taller unconsciously wrapped her arm around hanni’s waist, she found the most comfortable place was in her arms.

masterlist | epilogue

— y/n is most definitely not immune to pretty girls, and hanni is very pretty. she begs for one chance, but when it's given, what will she do?

## taglist ! @lcv3lies @yourwife @haerpins @rosielover69 @luvkait @lizseos @gojosrug @xuimhao @captivq @yumtooki @ahnneyong @seeju @sserajeans @phamminji @llluvbluy @sserafimez @misumiausworld @lostamoeba @archerheejin @skisk1 @giginings @falling-intoo-deep @jenaissantesworld @txtbrainrot @luvrsxt ...

kurinote 📝 i havent slept in four days <3 officially the last chapter of please! hope u liked it lol hehwjebsj (epilogue still on board btw dw!!)

#newjeans x reader #hanni x reader #newjeans smau #hanni smau #newjeans #p!phn #the grand finale #which is nothing grand tbh

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salty-autistic-writer · 4 months

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Fourth chapter of "Hold My Hand, I'll Walk With You My Dear"

Summary: 5 times Buck and Tommy talk about their fears and 1 time they defeat fear together.

I made a promise.

It’s one of the last coherent thoughts Tommy has before the helicopter starts to spin and he braces instinctively because this is not his first rodeo. You don’t jump out of a crashing helicopter. You just hope for the best and crawl out if you’re still able to. If.

I made a promise.

The world is a mess of blurry colours and smoke and the noise of technical failure. Tommy closes his eyes.

A promise.

Glass shatters and metal screeches. There’s no more falling. Only the sensation of being pushed forward, his teeth piercing his tongue, a sharp blinding pain in his head - then: nothing.

* It’s quiet in the hallway.

That could be a good or bad sign. Tommy just hopes he will be left alone in his room for a while longer. He wants to finish this drawing for his art teacher.

She said he’s good. Said it in an honest and delighted voice. Her words created a warm glow inside his chest. Without a doubt, his classmates would call him a bootlicker, if they knew, but Tommy wants to feel that again.

His parents aren’t interested in his drawings. Dad calls them girl stuff and Mom always has that hazy distant gaze, just humming when he talks to her and looking through him. She doesn’t see him. She doesn’t see his drawings. Tommy wonders what exactly it is that she does see.

A door slams. Tommy pauses, listening, pencil hovering above the paper. There are a few heavy steps. Then creaking bed springs. Dad must have managed to get himself from the couch to the bed. Apparently, he’s drunk enough to forget about Mom. Or Tommy. Which is good.

Tommy looks back at his picture and frowns. He wants to continue. But something makes him hesitate. He feels like … Like he left something unfinished behind somewhere. But he can’t quite put his finger on it.

Is he supposed to be somewhere?

He certainly feels like something is pulling at him. Pulling him away from this place. Tommy gets up and opens the door of his room as quietly as possible. Doesn’t want to disturb Dad. He gets angry when he’s woken up. *

Buck feels lightheaded. It’s not only the lack of sleep. It’s the hospital. This familiar smell of antiseptic, the bright whiteness of the neon lights and the consistent beeping noise.

He shifts in his uncomfortable - also familiar - plastic chair and stares at Tommy, just like he’s been staring at him for the last few hours.

Waiting. Hoping. Begging. Buck has done it all.

Has been doing it ever since they got the call. Tommy had been found in the wreck of his helicopter, unconscious but alive. Fortunately, there wasn’t a fire. The trees slowed down the fall, but it still broke a lot of Tommy’s bones, cracked his skull and crushed his ribs.

A lot of luck was involved. No rib pierced Tommy’s lungs and his spine wasn’t injured. But he’s in a coma now. And no one can promise Buck that he will wake up. No one knows if his brain will be okay. No one knows anything.

It drives Buck insane.

He wishes he could do more than just wait. Buck sighs and rubs his face. His eyes start to burn and there’s a faint ache in his head that gets worse and worse. People already told him to get some rest. But he can’t leave. What if Tommy wakes up while he’s gone? He will be confused and scared. Buck knows from experience how scary it is to wake up from something like this. No. He can’t leave.

He takes another look at the heart monitor. No changes. Then he looks back at Tommy’s still face, or rather, what he can see from it under the oxygen mask and the bandages around his head. No changes. Just the barely noticeable rise and fall of his chest and the occasional twitch of a muscle. Which is just natural. It means nothing.

Buck sighs and taps his foot. “I really wish you would wake up,” he says, his voice a bit hoarse. “I mean, I know that your body and your brain need the rest right now. But still. I hope you’ll wake up soon. I’m so worried. I … I’m scared. Scared you will wake up and won’t remember me. Scared I won’t get to say all the things I wanted to tell you.”

He leans forward, reaching out to touch Tommy’s hand on the blanket. He doesn’t dare to take it because of all the tubes, but he brushes Tommy’s fingers. They are too cold. He wishes he could warm them up better. “Please wake up, Tommy. Please. I can’t imagine a life without you. Not anymore.”

Buck grimaces when a wave of dizziness hits him and he sways a little. God. He’s so exhausted …

Right on cue, Hen comes into the room. “Hey, Buck.”

“Hey,” Buck mutters, giving her a weak smile.

Hen walks to the bed, taking a look at Tommy and gently touching his cheek. “You should go and get some rest, Buck. I can sit with him for a while,” she says. Her tone is gentle. But there’s also a familiar steel in it that says: I won’t take no for an answer.

Buck sighs. He knows Hen is right. But … “I’m just scared he won’t be there anymore when I return,” he admits, his throat tightening at the mere image.

Hen’s gaze softens. “That won’t happen, Buck. He’s stable right now. But what can happen is that you end up in a hospital bed too because you didn’t take care of yourself. Go. Stay hydrated and take a nap.”

“Alright.” Buck stands up, almost sitting down again because wow, the world starts to swirl around him. Like a carousel. He takes a last look at Tommy, sees Hen taking his place on the chair and throwing him a pointed look, and goes, scratching the back of his head. Alright. He should find some water. And then a bed. *

Tommy walks up a hill. He knows it well. On the top, there’s a big oak tree. It’s easy to climb up its big branches. From up there, he can see the silver train tracks that seem to stretch out endlessly. One day, he will take a train and leave this place. He knows it.

Today, he just sits in the grass, leaning against the oak tree’s trunk, wondering a bit, because he didn’t plan to come here. But he felt like he had to.

Tommy feels strange. His head is aching with phantom pain and his body feels too heavy. He has no idea where this is coming from. He was fine an hour ago. Tommy looks up. Golden sunbeams are falling through the leaves and branches of the tree. He squints. Blinks. And suddenly, he feels like he’s hearing a voice. From far away. He has no idea what it’s saying. But it sounds … Familiar. Warm. Caring. Loving.

If he reaches out, he might just be able to find it. So he does. *

Waking up is a violent act. It’s not the first time Buck has witnessed it. But it’s painful to watch anyway.

The coughing and choking and frantic beeping and the trashing. Being pushed out of the room because you’re in the way. Nurses rush in and doctors check machines and finally they wave at Buck, telling him he can go back in and be with Tommy now.

Buck enters the room, his hands trembling, relief flooding him when he sees that Tommy’s eyes are open. And when Buck approaches, Tommy slowly, carefully turns his bandaged head on the pillow, looking at Buck. There is a brief moment when Buck is scared. Scared of seeing confusion in those eyes, but then Tommy smiles. It’s weak and looks like it hurts. But he smiles. “Ev,” he croaks.

Buck exhales the breath he didn’t even notice he held in. “Hey,” he says, hurrying to sit on the chair and reaching out to take Tommy’s hand. “Hey. I’m so glad to see you.”

“Glad to … to see you too,” Tommy whispers, his hand squeezing Buck’s weakly. “Ev. I … I love you.”

Buck sob-chuckles. “I love you too,” he breathes. “I love you so much. Oh my God. I was so scared I won’t be able to say it.”

“Same,” Tommy says, his eyes fluttering. “Sorry. Was … trying my best.”

“I know,” Buck says, raising Tommy’s hand to his lips and pressing a kiss on it. “I know you did. And you’re here. We are here. We’ll be fine. I kind of never want to stop talking to you now.”

“I’m … not going anywhere,” Tommy says.

Buck laughs. “No, you really won’t. You’re going to stay right here, getting better and listening to my endless ramblings about how I imagine our future together. Hey. When they release you. You can move in if you want. Or I move in with you. That would be fine too. Whatever. As long as we’re together.”

“Yes,” Tommy whispers, his hand giving a barely there squeeze again. “Yes. Please. Talk to me now.”

And Buck does. He’s holding on to Tommy and just talks. About everything that comes to his mind.

#bucktommy #bucktommy fanfic #tommy kinard #evan buckley

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eggsbenedictinurmom · 8 months

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Yes fellas, it is time.

Yet another episode of Mike's Save Shenanigans™! I made a few pictures this time, so I'll spill the tea about those first!

Leshy asked me to make him my disciple, thus making all my spouses so far be disciples, which I honestly accepted. Also he may have issues over not feeling good enough bc he keeps wanting to prove himself. Like bro, as long you don't cheat on me again you're perfect. Stop fucking yourself over so much. You could've died on that follower crusade, istg

Baby Latte <3 She grew up so fast 😔

Also I have no footage of this sadly but she asked if she could marry me. I do NOT know how the family tree looks like at this point, it probably resembles the fnaf timeline by now.

Pumpkin Spice drank their first and last alcohol drink with their mother and didn't even get drunk. They really were an angel.

Speaking of, Pumpkin Spice died on a crusade. There was literally only a 8% chance they'd fail, and it was my first time getting this in the game, so damn, my luck sucks ass. Their mom was too drunk to assist in the funeral, so Nari helped. Why tf does my auto correct correct Nari to "Hard" LMFAO-

Sozo died a day before them btw 😢 didn't take footage of the funeral sadly, so here's his grave

Don't act like I can't see you gossiping without me 😠

Also I have no footage of this at all but Shamura descented after drinking a glass of wine and HOLY FUCK I FORGET TO RESURRECT THEM AGAIN. WHY DO I KEEP FORGETTING!???!!?? OH MY GODSSSSSSS

Also Latte is my disciple number 4 now hehe ☺

#cult of the lamb #Mike's Save Shenanigans™#also Latte's mom ascended. forgot to mention that #now both of her parents are in a higher plane of existence #rip Maanty amd Tyar. Latte loves you #fucki misspelled “and” again.

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wolferess · 2 years

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12th Dec - 🅳ecorating 🆆ith 🆃he 🅱︎oys

Multi!BNHA X Reader

Izuku Midoriya

“Izuku can you hang this on the tree”

You handed him another ornament to go on the tree, music playing softly in the background since it is tradition to listen to Christmas songs to feel the holiday cheer as you decorated around the house..

Humming to a Mariah Carey song as you decorated the reets that hung on the walls by the living room entrance. Izuku secretly comes up behind you and slides his scarred arms around your waist as he sways you both to the song ‘All I Want For Christmas Is You’.

Resting your head on his shoulder, smiling at his sweet gesture.

Katsuki Bakugou

“Ugh just five more minutes Katsuki”

“No get up”

He has you two cleaning for half the day since seven in the morning without a single break, it was his idea to clean down the whole house. Your back aches for a break, your legs are like jelly, arms are like noodles. You weren’t accustomed to cleaning the house for such a long period.

Moving one item to another and then placing it back into place, “Come on Katsuki, if you really love me we’ll take another five minutes” putting him in a tight spot he glared before giving in shouting a ‘fine’ before stomping off to the kitchen and grabbing you both a glass of water before sitting next to you on the couch.

“Here, take it,'' he handed shoved the cup to your face replying “Thank you love” and gulping the water as if you hadn’t drunk in days. Removing the lip of the cup from your mouth saying ‘Aaah” in a satisfied tone and resting your head on his lap unexpectedly caused him to jump but relaxed once he saw what you were doing.

Massaging his hand into your scalp as his other hand works on his phone not stopping, his action causes you to fall asleep unto his lap unaware of him. “Hey dumba-!” seeing you peacefully sleep in his lap. His lips couldn't help but curve by how cute you look, snapping a picture to put on his lock screen.

It wouldn’t kill him if he stayed in this position right?

He’ll clean the rest tomorrow.

Shoto Todoroki

A knock was heard at the front door, who could that be? They weren't expecting any guests today, a female voice shouted "I'll get it!" Flattening out her clothes before opening the door she was greeted with a familiar face. "Y/N!!" She rushed into your arms knocking the wind out your lungs, you returned the embrace. Shoto head perked up when he heard your name, why were you here? Were you both supposed to go on a date today? Wasn't That next week? Did you shift the date up?.

It took you to reach his peripheral vision for him to snap out of his head. "Hey babe" walked up to him and planted a kiss inside his burned eye, a way of showing him he doesn't need to be insecure about it as well as saying hi to Natsu with a suck a bag between his lips who only salute in acknowledgement of your presence before planted your bum next to his cushion, between Natsu and Shoto while Fuyumi came out of the kitchen with some treats and drink and set it at the coffee table. " So what brings you here, today Y/n?" She questioned with a gentle smile, "oh well I wanted to check up on you guys, it has been a while" you said sheepishly causing her to snicker.

"I also wanted to discuss if you don't mind me spending the holidays with you", you were nervous to ask since it's kind of a big deal but the reaction you got was quite unexpected "Oh yes! We'll be delighted to have you here with us, after all you are his first girlfriend" Fuyumi sent a wink your way and you couldn't help but smile being accepted like family despite not being blood related.

Setting up for tomorrow to get living with the decorating the day came, knocking on their door to see a happy Fuyumi hugging you and taking some stuff from your hands to carry indoors and setting them on the floor. You went up to Shoto to hug and kiss him before going back to.your original place, looking to see if any other siblings were coming as well, Natsu came surprisingly as well as Dabi.Sending a smile there way before the second oldest speak, “Alright let's get this christmas under control also I want to thank this lovely lady for taking her time to come an do this with us as well as this will be our first christmas with ALL the family members” she exaggerated on the ‘all’, discussing who dust, who sweeps, who mops and who helps with the decorations.

Sweeps - Shoto, Enji (The rooms are pretty big)

Dust - Dabi

Mop - Natsu

Decorations - - Fuyumi, Y/n

Doing what they were assigned to do, there were a few hiccups but it was done. The theme was blue and white and slight red to represent the family colors, Dabi and Natsu helped decorate high places with garlands, lights and ornament decorating with of course instructions from you and Fuyumi, tying streamers that starts from the garlands that stretch towards the big chandelier in the middle of the living room and we can’t forget the Christmas tree that was in the corner of the living room.. Within five plus hours you guys were done, falling down on and around the couch you all rested while looking at the finished product and it was beautiful.

The blue and white lights that surrounded the room giving it an almost snowfall effect, wreaths that were decorated so lovely, silver glitter poinsettias as well as the different shades blue that decorated every greenery around the room including the tree, ornaments such as santa, snowman, reindeers, angels and candles which were carefully place on the tree so it won’t catch on fire and using dabis’ quirk for the blue flames, it was risky but it was worth it. Today was a success and you couldn’t wait to do the outside of the house, just not today. You're all exhausted but it was really fun and they all can agree just not out loud.

Eijirou Kirishima / Denki Kaminari

Well lets just say with the amount of goofing around you guys barely got work done well you guys did get work done, it just took very, very very long. When you were cleaning the walls he began to wet you with the second cloth, looking at him in shock you took your own and began to whip him with it and that on for a bit befores stopping getting it done correctly. Decorating was no different, after getting him to put up the garlands in places you want it to be he decided to take his time to hand you the ornaments and lights causing you to squint your eyes at him while he just smile at you plopping the decor in your palms before repeating his actions over and over. Swing at him when he arrived and telling him to ‘hurry it up’, the both of you just laughed and continued on with your day decorating.

By the time you guys were done it was seven in the night despite starting eight in the bloody morning, resting on the couch you decided to take a break and continue another time “You little, look how long we took just to do one room” you folded your arms as you twist your body to face his and all you saw was a smug look with droopy eyes signaling how tired he was from putting on all that act. Deciding to watch some Netflix you both just knocked out on the couch, you guys are mostly likely to be sore from the horrible position you guys are in.

Look out for the next later today.

Have a wonderful night/day

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Can we get a list of the stories that Eddy tells about their snake tattoo? You mentioned that the story changes every time and I think Eddy would have some fun ones

(you got it! This isn't a quite ficlet, but its a little more than an asked answered, not sure if it should wind up over on AO3 or not)

A list of stories by the person they first told each one to, one of which is the truth:

Mom (17): None required.

Jack (18): "Ok, so look, snakes are kind of like dicks right? And I get this argument with this girl I'm doing about snake dicks and then it's all I can think about for like two weeks. What if I had a snake dick, right? How cool would that be. Then I just start thinking about snakes. Do snakes have dicks, probably not right? They got something weird going on down there, so I steal this book on snakes and it's got this wild picture and then obviously I got to remember this whole thing so I convinced this retired artist to do it while we're both drunk as skunks. Killer, right?"

Group of Hornigold's Boys (20): "I figure the snake was the one that got Eve to bite the apple. Maybe I'm the tree of knowledge. Go ahead and fucking try to get a piece of me and we'll see what happens."

Izzy (23): "I won a staring contest with a snake once. Then it wound it's way up my arm and I could've kept it as a pet, but what the fuck am I going to do with a snake? But I kept thinking about that, how cool it looked wrapped up around there. What if I let it live on me forever? Kind of like a protective thing. Armor."

Handful of Enthralled Bar Patrons (27): "So I take the machine out of this guy's hands and I tell him, 'I've got it, I'll do it' and I finished the tattoo myself. He's yelling at me the whole time that it's against health and safety, but he's still on the ground, high as giraffe pussy and I can still hear the other guy trying to break down the door. I get it done with seconds to spare, run out of there still bleeding and it's not until the next morning I even knew what I'd put on myself."

Scared Client (33): "Keep your eyes on me, there you go. Yeah, okay the blood is a lot, noses do that....you know what, follow the scales here, see? Count them. There you go. I do that too sometimes. Half the reason I got the damn thing. You just count those scales, let your eyes go around and around, until there's no room for anything else. We'll get out of here just fine. I've got you. Go on counting. Hey, cover your ears for me...yeah 31, 32, 33-" BANG

One-Night Stand (37): "Sometimes a snake is just a snake, but this one, as it happens, is to symbolizes my commitment to being a fucking asshole. The door is that way."

Izzy again (41): "Sometimes I think it just grew there on all it's own. Wouldn't that be a thing? You just wake up in the morning, inked and ready to hit the road. Maybe I've got a snake's soul and it bled right out of me one morning. No? Okay, fuck. Well what do you think we'll work? ---- Fuck, that's so boring though. ----- Yeah, yeah, fine, I'll say the Eden thing, you're right, ex-nun she'll go for it.---- I think the random appearance thing is more mysterious though---yeah I know the fucking point of the job, but it'd be funny as hell is my point."

Stede (45): "It's not a fun one. I-fuck, okay. I didn't know what the hell to do with myself right after Mom died. She'd been friendly with this guy that owned that tattoo place near us and I ran some errands for him for awhile. He didn't know how bad I had it or if he did, he much care. Just give me cash to do fetch and carry. One week he couldn't even do that, so he offered to pay me in service. I was starving, exhausted....but I wanted that to. My mom liked snakes. So. That was it. Found out from one of the other dudes that worked there that he'd had more than enough to pay me, just cheaped out on me for shits and giggles. I stole half the cash he had on hand and one of the machines. So. Like I said nothing fun. ---- I know it doesn't have to be but----oh, yeah okay, that feels good, thanks, love."

Alma and Charlie (47): "Don't get drunk and wander into tattoo parlors. Understood? Good, who wants ice cream?"

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Are they named after trees and plants and such? Idk seemed familiar

Some are, yes! :D Long post ahead. :') So simple explanation but dragons are keepers/protectors of their region, which could be a section of a continent or an entire planet. Depends on the dragon's experience and size of region/planet. Now, humans have sometimes named dragons, and those names stick. Humans don't know about all dragons, so you'll have some with more complicated names. Tessa's name? Not her actual name! No one would be able to decipher it. ;) Here's a conversation between Niven and Tessa:

“Did Methla teach you how to talk in human tongue? And what is your real name?” Nearly all the humans who had ever heard the language of dragons lived thousands of years ago. Not even priests and priestesses could claim they had ever heard it.

She responded to the last question first, using a guttural noise that filled the air like the rush of a waterfall. Niven had to clap his hands over his ears. Despite that, he grinned.

“And yes, I learned your language from Methla,” said Tessa casually as he lowered his arms.

“Humans could not speak their names, and so placeholders were found.” Niven paraphrased the common knowledge all children learned in the nursery. He giggled. “Does that mean you didn’t know we called you Tessa until Methla told you?”

Tessa snorted so much that it created small waves in the water in front of her. They lapped against Niven’s rock stack.

“It’s a simple name, yes. So is your language. It has had so much time to evolve, and yet you have not the words for some emotions, no word for the tickle of a tail touching scales.” Her lips curled into what must have been a dragon’s smile.

Anyway, humans sometimes go with "what a dragon seems keen on" too. One of my dragons, Dirkka, likes... Dirks. Swords. Knives. Sheathes. (Dragons, hoarding? Yes haha~) Mind, he's equally touched when humans offer him sentimental items of no monetary value, like their children's first cut locks of hair. My art post included Bircha, for instance, and the birch tree influence. I'm glad I finally got to draw him. That led to a funny convo with a friend, who didn't know the word for birch tree in English but still sent me a picture of birch trees to say Bircha reminded her of them. :') Afensi isn't really in a fen, but it's a marsh-like area, and I came up with a name around "fen" easiest. Mydas is interesting, because if you look at his design and hop on google images to search "mydas"... okay wtf I'm getting bugs now, I'll add "sea" - AH THERE WE GO:

(Apparently google has figured out I like to identify bugs, so that must've skewed my results.) Mydas is the name of the planet he built, and the seasons are divided by sea turtle breeding patterns. (Which aren't super realistic, based on my research, but it's a fictional world/that's the system I wanted.) I also have Tempra, who looks over a region called the Spicewood, and it is a temperate rainforest! So yes, location/plants/etc usually do have a lot to do with their names. Just not for all of them. There are a lot of planets. Dragons have had planets destroyed on them (main plot of The Hostile Credence, and it's an unfortunate ending to the planet the first story, The Will of the Whispering, takes place on) and have to rebuild, or they go work on a new one, what of it? Their looks often change if their tastes do. :') They're basically a bunch of artists having a blast with building planets in space together. They also make space highways by the time humans start traveling in space. :D Some are named really affectionately, I think that's where Affie's name comes from. She's about the size of a bobcat, maybe slightly bigger, and just walks into random houses in her region and spends the night. Basically like a neighborhood cat that no one owns. She accepts wine offerings. So drunk aunt cat who crashes at random houses? (They love her, and she's one of the most commonly seen dragons on that planet, whereas others are elusive. No one actually knows Vionne exists.) I love talking about my dragons so much, sorry for the huge reponse haha

#also I love that I can sort of throw geography rules out the window to some extent?#like where temperate rainforests usually grow for one #the Spicewood is not located on a part of the continent where it makes sense geographically

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casspurrjoybell-26 · 1 year

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The Contract - Chapter 29

*Warning: Adult Content*

Donovan arrived to pick me up at 11 am, in a sleek black car, outside of the agency building 'Desire'.

Once I got inside his car on the passenger side, Donovan sat in the driver seat, wearing classy black suit pants, a white shirt with two buttons undone, rolled-up sleeves, no tie and black sunglasses.

Despite not seeing his eyes, I knew he was looking right at me.

"Thanks for taking me," I mumble awkwardly, once he starts driving.

Turning to glance at me, Donovan smiled.

"I said I would."

An awkward silence fills the car.

The only sound is coming from the sound of the wheels on the road and the sound of my heartbeat, beating loudly in my chest.

What was I expecting?

I almost sucker-punched him in his face.

His sister, Alex.

I spent all night thinking about what I was going to say to her parents, Donovan's parents, wondering if this was a good idea or not.

If I should just forget it and move on or get the answers to the questions I've always asked.

Alex Steele... from what I could put together, she was troubled her whole life, by drugs and alcohol but online she was basically the young daughter and sister of the Billionaire Steele family.

She was beautiful, smart on paper and loved by all... on paper.

Yet I knew the bigger picture.

I was living it with my mom, who herself has her own demons she's fighting, just like Alex.

I know the pain and hurt this does to you and to those you love.

"You don't have to be worried, I'll be with you the entire time."

I look at Donovan and see his eyes focused on the road as he drives further and further away from the city of New York.

I know I'm going to regret this but I had to know, even though I know going there will only open up new wounds.

They're obviously not good people, good people don't hide evidence of a murder, even if it is their child.

My father deserved justice and my mom deserves some peace of mind, even if it a small amount, to see that she'd be happier knowing what really happened, It would make this all a little less difficult.

She's not been the same since his passing, learning of what happened would crush her.

"Why did they agree to see me?" I ask, staring outside the window at the passing cars. "Aren't they worried I'd tell the police?"

Donovan glances at me and then back to the road.

"No," he simply says, making me turn to face him with a frown.

"I get it you're all rich but nobody can hide from the law," I say. "Even if you have billions in your bank account."

"It's not that," he tells me. "I think it's best you talk to my parents, only they know what really happened Evan."

What the hell does that mean?

"I thought you knew everything?"

Shaking his head, he sighs.

"I knew Alex hit him with her car when she was drunk but things don't add up. It's probably best we see what my parents say before I can verify my suspicions."

"Just..." he sighs heavily. "Just let me know when you're ready to leave, but try and hear them out."

"Easy for you to say," I snort. "It wasn't your dad's death that was covered up."

"You're right," he says calmly. "Nothing I can say could justify their actions, nor bring Richard Beckett back."

"Sometimes I think about that night and wonder, if I had done more to stop Alex from spiraling, could I have prevented this?" he laughs bitterly. "If I was a better brother, she'd be alive and you'd have your dad."

The car falls silent and I don't know what to say back to him after that outburst, I could try and say he's wrong, that he tried his best but what would I know?

There were plenty of things we all could've done right, heck I could be a better son but I avoid my mom and let her carry on her ways because I swore to myself long ago, that I didn't want that toxicity in my life.

We didn't speak for the rest of the car journey.

I stared out the window as cars passed me by as my mind went completely blank.

Donovan stopped at a gate, that led up to a large house up ahead surrounded by trees and nature and although I should be nervous, meeting the parents of the man I've been sleeping with and the parents who hid their child from the law, I wasn't.

In fact, I felt confident and proud for coming to face them and hear their side of the story.

"Are you okay?" Donovan asked, shutting his car door and then coming over to stand next to me.

"Yeah... I'm good," I say, watching him open the large gate.

He nods his head, not believing me.

"We'll walk from here."

I nod my head and follow next to him up the long stone driveway, leading up to a large, beautiful house, that looked like it was straight out of a fairy tale, with beautiful flowers surrounding the house.

"They bought this place after Alex died," Donovan says, as I turn to face him, that's when I notice he was following my eyes. "After her suicide, they retired and came out here. I don't see them much, only on birthdays."

I hum, remembering that we had a fight on his birthday, at my old apartment, that was the day I realized I loved Donovan Steele,and I was way over my head with him.

A few steps away from the front door, my heart starts rapidly increasing because the front door opens and out walks an older woman, who looked really sweet and gentle.

"Donovan," she smiles warmly at him before her eyes meet mine. "Evan Beckett?" she asks, coming closer as I nod my head.

She holds out her frail hand and smiles softly as her gray orbs look into mine, taking me back slightly at how kind and welcoming she is being towards me, despite the circumstances.

I shake her hand and notice Donovan is watching us with an uneasy expression on his face.

"I'm Mary Steele," she says, smiling with a hint of sadness in her eyes. "Please, come inside, my husband is making lunch for us."

I felt way out of my depth, following his mom inside, I felt a tightening pain in my chest and hoped.. no prayed that I get out of this house with answers and the reason why they thought their actions were justifiable.

I'm getting a weird feeling but I'm going to ignore it, I went this far and I wasn't leaving until I knew what really happened.

So I follow her inside, each step heavier than the other because I did not come all this way just for lunch... I came for the truth.

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yn-dreamlife · 3 years

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Remember me

Pairing: Kirishima Eijiro x Female!Reader x Bakugo Katsuki

Description: while out on a night patrol your grabbed, so how did it end with Katsuki in the hospital with no memory of anything? And what will it mean for your best friends romantic relationship and your own?

Warnings: the reader is kidnapped, there is torture but not really explicitly described, drugging (during kidnapping), polyamorous relationship, gay relationship, fighting (not explicitly described except for a little in one scene) LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED ANY!!

A/N: Hey ya'll so this fic is super long lmao, it does cover some heavy style and the writing style is different than how I've done some of my other pics. I had part of this in my drafts forever and now have finally finished. Concider it a belated valentines day present from me to you! I'm thinking of writing for these three versions of the characters specifically so let me know if you want more of these three! Could be fluff, ptsd comfort, angst, whatever you're thinking send in a request!! Leave a comment if you'd like as well I'll always be happy to respond :)

Word count: 11,606

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“Eijiro I promise you I’ll be fine. It’s just a simple night patrol.” You said softly into the phone trying to sooth the anxious redhead.

“I-I know i just… I have a bad feeling about tonight, like somethings going to happen and just,” he sighed deeply, “are you sure you can’t call out tonight?”

You smiled softly, truly sympathizing with the man, all heroes got it. That feeling where someone they cared for was going to be hurt- and sometimes those feelings were right, but that didn’t mean you could put your job aside. And while his concern was flattering- and deeply appreciated- he really needed to stop asking you, because if he asked again you knew you would cave. At the end of the day there were two people you would do anything for.

“Eij… I trust you and your feelings but I cant call out, I know I’m not fighting villains or anything but I have people who count on me to take them home safe and ensure loved ones don't drive home drunk.”

“No y/n/n I didn’t mean to make it sound like what you’re doing tonight isn't impor-” but you cut his frantic apology short.

“Don't worry I didn’t take it that way.” You paused knowing that the man wasn't assured in the slightest over ether predicament, “How about this, tomorrow you can call while me and suki are having breakfast. And to ensure I shall be there I promise to be extra careful tonight okay?”

It was another long pause before he spoke “well… alright, but I’m having Katsuki come over early and I’m not taking objections. So no running late alright? I don't care if Mr. Whiskers is stuck in a tree and it’s only 2 seconds after your shift ends. Go. home.” You giggled softly at him and he continued sheepishly, “Okay…. Maybe you can save Mr. Whiskers, but no villains alright? Please just-” he sighed again and your heart ached softly, you didn't want to bring him any more stress than he already got as a fellow pro hero.

“Don't worry Eijiro, I promise I’ll come home alright?”

“Pinky promise?” He whispered and you could picture him perfectly in your mind pulling his puppy dog eyes out on you as he held his pinky up.

“Gah I can feel the puppy eyes from here!” You exclaim overdramatically, “yes I pinky promise! I pinky promise just put them away,” he laughs as you grumble about him trying to rip out your heartstrings as opposed to just tugging on them.

“Thanks short stuff,” he said and you were relieved for him to have more of his normal optimistic tone leaking back into his voice.

“Yeah yeah whatever, I’m not even that short shark boy,” you said with a fake eye roll because in all honesty his concern was heartening. It said how he really cared whether it was in the same way you did or not. “Well Ei I should get going, I have to walk a college student home from one of her night classes and I’m almost to her campus.”

“So manly y/n!” Kirishima exclaimed and you were proud that you were worthy of his favorite phrase, “and before you ask yes I mean manly, girls can be manly too y’know.”

“I know Ei, thank you. I’ll see you later okay? Tell that angry pomeranian that I want the Katsuki special for breakfast!” You said allowing him to say his farewells before hanging up.

You sighed already missing talking to him just as you missed talking to his blonde partner who was your other best friend. It always amused you how they were together, opposites in so many ways and yet so similar in others, perhaps that was what drew you to both of them.

Before you could think on it more you arrived at your spot where you always met the girl keeping an eye out for her and for any other people around, but when no one else but her was around you sighed- ‘tonight would be a long one if there aren't many people to help.’

And right you were, tonight was one of the least busy nights you had had in all of your time of picking up night patrols, even your usuals weren't there, well there were a few but it just seemed like it was too quiet. ‘Maybe it’s just Kirishima's worry rubbing off on me’ you think to yourself swiftly shaking your head.

You smiled a little at the thought of the redhead remembering meeting him for the first time back at UA, you were so nervous your first day. You were surrounded by so many strong individuals, you almost felt like you couldn’t match up. Not that your quirk was anything to scoff at, I mean you could turn any metal or metal alloy into molten liquid- some say it’s lava but technically that wasn't quite right.

You walked through the door beneath the sign that read 1A, your homeroom class. Instantly upon entering you felt overwhelmed, why were so many people here already? Will there be assigned seats? Shit what if you don't make any friends- but all thoughts left as a redheaded boy with sharp pointy teeth stood in front of you bowing as he introduced himself.

“Hi, I'm Kirishima Ejirou, what’s your name?” He un-bent himself allowing you to see his blinding smile once again, you bowed in return making sure to go just as low as a sign of respect- and to hide your heated cheeks.

“I-I’m y/l/n y/f/n. It's uh…. V-very nice to meet… you.” He seemed to smile even brighter at your response.

“Well it's very nice to meet you as well y/l/n, here I’ll introduce you to Kaminari and some of the others!” And he did, you don't know why he decided to do it nor did you feel like asking. You were grateful, always struggling with introducing yourself or making the first move to talk to someone but Kirshima was doing it for you and with each interaction you became more and more comfortable.

Looking down at your watch you see you're running a little behind to your next usual so you decide to take a back alley as a shortcut not thinking anything of it. As you're midway through the long alley you hear banging ahead of you and as your hero instincts told you to attack the rational side considered the fact it could just be a civilian.

As you grabbed the metal pipe on your belt you refrained from fully unsheathing it, “Hello?” you call and the banging stops, “I’m a pro-hero, please come out and make yourself known!”

The hairs on the back of your neck stand on end and before you even have the chance to pull the pipe out- let alone activate your quirk to make it into the familiar molten liquid you feel a sharp pinch on your neck.

Your vision instantly swam, “wha’the” you slurred. You swayed on your feet before your knees gave out, your eyelids were so heavy and you suddenly felt so so tired. A five minute nap couldn’t hurt right? But there was something you were doing- someone was… what were they doing? Why couldn’t you remember? Wait… what were you trying to remember again?

As the rest of your body fell forward you didn't feel as your face dragged along the cement rubbing the skin of your cheek raw instantly. You barely processed the set of shoes approaching you only seeing a flash of amber eyes before your eyelids finally closed allowing the darkness to embrace you.

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As Katsuki approached your house something didn’t feel right, his gut telling him you weren't going to be laying on your couch waiting for him like always. His gut told him he wouldn't be tackled in a goodmorning hug from you despite you always being exhausted. And he wanted so badly to be wrong for once, he wanted so badly for the door to be unlocked for him like it always was. Because you always left it open for him and he always chastised you for it.

When it wasn’t unlocked he tried to assure himself that it was just you finally listening to him, that you finally decided that he was going to be perfectly fine getting in using his key and you could lock the door. But all his assurances to himself were for nothing, he still knew, he knew when he opened the door and didn’t get tackled. He knew when he didn't see you on the couch, he knew when he ran through the house to find you he wouldn’t.

He stopped at your bedroom door, the door open your bed shockingly made, you never made your bed, ever. You thought it was pointless seeing as you were just going to crawl right back in and unmake it. So who made it? He felt his anger rising, attempting to keep it down as he tried to call you first. ‘She’s just running late,’ he tried to assure himself, ‘She’ll be home any minute, she’ll answer and apologize because some puppy was lost or some shit.’

But you didn't answer, it went straight to voicemail, he tried your agency, he tried your sidekick if for whatever reason maybe he knew where you went. No one knew, they all assumed you had just gone straight home like always. He knew something had happened, and now he had to figure it out but worse he had to tell Eijiro. How was he supposed to tell his partner, one of your best friends, that you were missing? How was he supposed to tell him his gut feeling was right, that something had happened and he still didn’t know what.

It wasn't a call he wanted to ever have to make but if anyone was telling Eijiro it was going to be him. He called his partner, he had realized that quickly the news would spread among heroes that something had happened with you, he knew he didn't have time to get to Eijiro in person and he had to be the one to tell him.

“Well hey there handsome! I was just about to facetime so I could talk to you guys,” Eijiro said happily through the phone. Katsuki held so tightly to the cheery tone in his lover's voice, to the happiness it held.

“Eijiro,” it was all he could get out his voice feeling thick in his own throat, he could hear the pain in his own voice and kicked himself for it. “I…. I need you to go somewhere private, okay?”

“O-okay Kats,” Eijiro said nothing more, already knowing in his heart but trying not to believe it. “Alright I…I’m alone.”

“Eij… y/n didn't come home this morning from last night's patrol.”

There was only silence on the other end of the phone, Eijiro couldn't say anything. He sat in his office staring ahead with his phone clutched to his ear, he was right. He was right and something happened to her, to their bestfriend, was it his fault? Should he have begged her to stay home more? What if he had, would she be safe?

“Eijiro, I… please say something,” it was Katsukis voice that brought him back.

“I…I’m on my way,” was all he could say, the only thought he could form was to get to Katsuki, “I love you.” He waited for Katsuki to answer and when he did he hung up the phone quickly rushing from his agency towards your house, when he got outside his agency he saw his three other best friends all starting towards his agency from a car.

“Eijiro we just heard about-” but Eijiro cut Mina off before she could say it.

“I’m going to her house, Katsukis there.”

“Alright let's go, I’ll drive.” Hanta said as they all piled into the car Eijiro sitting in the passenger seat Denki and Mina in the back.

Never in his life had Katsuki hated being alone as much as he did right now, your house had always been a second home but now it was an empty husk, a void he didn't want to be stuck in. How long had he been here, it felt like both seconds and years. He stared at your bedroom, trying to imagine any scenario he could where you were okay. Any scenario to cover up the horrible images of bad things happening to you.

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Your head throbbed as you tried to open your eyes, the lights above you too bright to allow your eyes to stay open. You tried to put your hand in front of your eyes to block some of the blinding light, but there was something stopping your wrists from moving. As you looked down you saw leather bands strapped around your arms.

“W-what?” Your voice was hoarse as your mind quickly seemed to catch up to the situation, remembering the alley and nothing past then.

“Ah I see you’re awake,” you couldn’t see where the man's voice had come from, but you knew he was somewhere behind you. You tried to carefully look around for any metal on the bed only to become increasingly frustrated when there wasn't a single speck around you. As you attempted to use your quirk thinking maybe the metal was simply hidden under plastic a horrible electric shock was sent through your whole body.

It felt like it was sourced at the very top of your spine on the back of your neck, “ah yes, I wouldn't do that if I was you. Any attempt on your quirk will result in that sort of a shock except… well I had to make it interesting so it will get worse the more you attempt. So be good and it wont get to the point it will kill you.”

You growled trying to tug on your binds, “what do you want?”

“With you? Nothing in particular, I suppose I do have another subject to test my experiments on but you're more for bait purposes. But I don't wish to speak to you anymore so… goodnight lady magma,” and with that the world went dark around you again.

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“Damnit!” Katsuki growled trying his best to keep from blowing up the nearest surface which happened to be your couch.

“It’s alright kacchan we’ll figure this out,” Denki said, placing a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder.

“We’ve scoured every inch of her apartment to see what else the villains touched but I don't see anything else really out of place beyond her bed,” Mina said looking around your living room once again.

“But that wouldn’t make any sense, what villain comes in just to make the bed of someone they kidnapped?!” Eijiro was furious, he didn’t understand these villains and the longer it took him to, the more he was thinking about how you were losing time.

If they didn’t figure out who took you and why, soon, he was afraid they would lose you entirely. But it wasn’t just him, those same thoughts went through every one of your best friends' minds. But everyone knew it was Eijiro who felt the most guilt.

“She has to be okay,” Eijiro said as he leaned against your kitchen counter, having excited the room in hopes of calming down.

“She’s going to be fine Eiji, you know y/n as well as any of us do. She’s stubborn and she won’t let some bastard be the one to finish her.” Eijiro looked at his partner smiling at him softly, but Katsuki could see the pain in his eyes and the guilt he felt.

“It’s not your fault Eiji,” Katsuki whispered to him gently.

“But what if…. What if I had asked her one more time and she stayed home? What if- fuck I could have taken a night patrol with her. Or maybe I-“ but he was cut off by his partner pulling him in.

“Eijiro there’s nothing you could have done. And there’s nothing we can do about it now besides finding her. So don’t beat yourself up over this because that won’t help her,” Katsuki pulled away from the hug cupping his cheeks. “She wouldn’t want you to be feeling like this anyways.”

Eijiro nodded, his eyes moving to the sink to see you had no dishes. A thought struck him then, “doesn’t y/n clean on Sunday?”

Katsuki turned his head to see what Eijiro could be implying, “yeah, why?”

“Because usually that means she would have a few dishes Tuesday. Y’know from Monday and such.”

They both looked at eachother, “did they do her dishes?”

As they continued to look around the kitchen they noticed other odd things, the way your things were organized on the counter. The way your coffee station was cleaned up with no spilled grounds like you usually do during your rush to get to work.

Moving to the living room they saw the others looking around also noticing things that were off. The blanket on the back of your couch was folded neatly, the pillows had been perfectly fluffed on your couch.

“Did they fucking clean her house?!” Denki finally exclaimed.

“If they did, then that means they were trying to cover up something. They had to have been here looking for something,” Mina said. “They obviously know we’d search her house. They know that we would look for clues here so they ensured there would be absolutely none.”

“What weird ass fuck is so neat though, it’s like they tried to make her house look perfect and in prestine condition. If they truly knew her they’d know that she always is a little mess-“ but Hanta stopped. “Perfect and pristine…. Like a clean freak,” he whispered.

“You don’t think…” There was a look of fear in Denkis eyes now, “Overhaul is the one who took her…. Right?”

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Your eyes blinked open for a moment, the man standing above you blurry and oddly bird shaped, why would…. What kind of quirk does that?

Your eyes were too foggy to see the truth, that it was simply a plague mask placed on his face and not truly the shape. You didn’t notice the syringe going into your arm.

Didn’t feel the pinch when they drew your blood or when more syringes were placed giving you different drugs. Vaguely you could feel yourself writhing on the bed, but it was as if you couldn’t truly feel it, your mind too tired to focus on the alarm bells your nerves were ringing.

Where were you again? There was somewhere you needed to be, someone you were supposed to talk to. Why couldn’t you remember? Why couldn’t you find it in yourself to care all that much ether?

Overhaul watched from a few feet away, watching as his right hand man injected one of the many experiments into you. Happy to see that his experimental drug that affects the brain seemed to be working. While yes you writhed in pain, you didn’t beg for mercy.

He found it quite annoying when that happened. And during the reprieve of your pain you’d stare at the man above you, he noted your expression was blank and fogged over.

“I suppose she won’t be too annoying after all, but put something over her mouth it seems involuntary sounds aren’t able to be stopped,” overhaul said and swiftly left the room.

Quickly following his instructions you couldn’t feel as your head was secured down with a leather strap and a gag being placed into your mouth. Before you could keep your eyes open any longer you notice the world going dark and couldn’t find it in yourself to fight against it.

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Over the course of the next week the quintet of heroes scoured any camera footage they could from that night where you were, to find any clue as to where they had taken you. They searched all over the city, in the darkest back alleys, in the busy city centers hoping that in their disguises they’d catch a whisper somewhere.

But it was harder the longer you were gone the more antsy they all got, eventually Overhaul had made a broadcast a few days after you were taken.

“Hello pests of Musutafu, I’m sure you’ve all noticed one of your precious heroes is missing, and if you haven’t I shall enlighten you. Your precious Lady Magma has been missing for approximately 56 hours, a long time for a normal kidnapping case. But don’t worry she’s alive and well… well I suppose ‘well’ can mean many things.” He paused with a smirk, the screens in most of the city going blank; the few that remained were within the five heroes' agencies, as well as your own, which is where your bestfriends happened to be.

They looked at the screen in your office where they had created their central base in your case, they all had wanted to feel your presence even a little bit. “How does it feel to know you’ve failed? To know that I’ve taken one of the people you hold closest? To be helpless in getting her back?” Suddenly you were within the camera's view, you were on a bed and you were blurry but they knew it was you.

“Isn’t my new test subject lovely? I truly do enjoy having a new guinea pig. Well good luck on your pointless mission, perhaps I might see you in ten years when you finally figure out how to find me. My people are loyal, and they know the consequences if they aren’t.”

The video screen went blank with the Shie Hassaikai symbol displayed in red in the middle of the screen. The scent of nitroglycerin filled the room as Katsukis quirk involuntarily popped off. The resounding sound of electricity in the air did as well as Denki was trying his best to regain composure of his quirk unlike Eijiro who allowed his body to harden at it’s will.

The anger in the room was palpable, none of them enjoyed being baited and mocked, and the fact he showed you but gave no clues as to your condition frustrated them.

It wasn't until a full week after you were taken that they were able to find a possible location as to where the Shie Hassaikai hideout might be, but there was more than one possible location so they had to have three teams. Team A which Mina and Hanta went on with a handful of other volunteer pros as well as the heroes from their agencies. Team B being where Denki went to recruit some of the heroes he was familiar working with to assist him as well as his own agency. And finally team C where Katsuki and Eijiro were, Eijiro having recruited Fatgum and Suneater from the days of his internship as well as his agency, Katsuki recruiting the heroes who worked in his agency as they were the only ones he trusted.

All teams had to have police assistance and no one knew which one- if any would be right. The only way their plan would work is if they all attacked the potential bases at once, if they did it one at a time they run the risk of scaring the Shie Hassaikai off so they change locations and lose their chance to get you.

“Look none of you dumbasses are allowed to get hurt, got it?”

“Aw Kacchan cares,” Denki teasingly cooed at his friend in hopes of lightening the very heavy atmosphere.

“Of course I care, dunce-face. Look I just… I can’t handle anyone else I care about getting hurt,” his tone was serious and soft.

“Don't worry, we’ll all be fine,” Hanta assured, placing a hand on his friend's shoulder, Katsuki gave him a nod in thanks.

“Come on guys, let's go get our girl,” Mina said, placing her hand out waiting for each person to fist bump her.

“You guys go ahead, we’ll catch up,” Eijiro said, keeping Katsuki back for a moment.

“Everything okay, shark boy?”

“Yeah I just… What if she’s not there Kats, I don't know how much more of this I can take- any of us can take. She’s such an important hero the whole city has been in chaos, crime levels going up like crazy the day after Overhauls broadcast.”

“I know, I know, I feel the same way. But we have to think positively- as shocking as it is for me to say that- but we can’t help y/n if all we’re doing is stressing about the bad what if’s.”

“I know I’m sorry I just, I feel so fucking guilty Katsuki, it kills me very moment she’s out there because all I can think is if I had done more, or if I followed my gut she would be here right now.”

“Eijiro,” Katsuki whispered, cupping the other man's cheek, “it’s not your fault, she’s a hero just like us. She knows the risks.”

Eijiro nodded but uncertainty lingered in his eyes and Katsuki knew that in the end there was truly nothing he could do to take away the guilt. As they left the all divided into their teams and headed to their respective raid spots, they were spread throughout the city so there wouldn’t be a high probability that any of the other teams would be able to assist if needed. Team A had made it to their location first as it was closest, teams B and C arriving at theirs around the same time as each other.

All they could hope for now is that one of them was in the right place.

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Your eyes opened blearily looking around the room, it was different than before with red lights flashing around you. And what was that noise, why was it so loud? The man was in his usual spot but he seemed hurried and frantic. Your mind was too foggy to process much of your surroundings.

It took all your willpower to not go back to sleep like you usually allowed yourself to, you knew something was wrong your hero instincts kicking in you just couldn’t figure out what.

As you began to rouse yourself more and more you caught snip-bits of orders being barked at the man, “Hurry up-”

“They’re almost through-”

“There isn’t time-”

“Rip it out-”

“She's still out-”

“She cant feel-”

The more you caught the more pain you could feel, as your body began to rouse you realized more of what was happening. Someone was causing them alarm and they needed to move you, and quickly. But the drug that fogged your mind began to kick back in, allowing you to catch only one more thing before sleep overtook you again.

“Forget her, she’ll die anyways.”

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“You don’t remember me… do you?” It was the softest whisper Katsuki had ever heard in his life, and as he looked over to you he could see you weren’t really waiting for a response because you already knew.

“No,” he paused, there was an ache in his chest anytime he looked at you and he couldn’t figure out why. “No I don't, I’m sorry… I’ve been trying to but i just…. I just can’t fucking remmeber”

“Suki,” you whispered, moving to place a hand on his knee but he watched as you retracted your hand, and part of him wished you hadn't. “It’s alright, you went through a lot.” And that was another mystery to him, what had happened to him? What had made it so he couldn’t remember the much smaller women beside him who so clearly needed him in some way. “Would you… would you like me to tell you? A-about your life I mean.” She played with her fingers and he could tell she was worried.

“Yes,” he sounded desperate, because he was. His mind was screaming for an answer and she could give him them, and maybe as she went he would understand what these feelings that swelled in his chest were. But as she was about to speak someone stood in the doorway quickly drawing her attention.

“Eij, wait no!” And before the man could come in she had somehow managed to push him out and close the door behind them both despite the other man being much larger than her.

“y/n/n, I know,” he said softly, trying to still move past you and get to his boyfriend.

“No Ei you don’t, because I asked to be the one to tell you” this had stopped him, his hand retracting from the door knob as he stared down at you.

“Tell me… what?” A note of fear reached his voice.

“Katsuki… doesn’t,” you took a deep breath releasing it as a sigh, “the damage from the villains quirk… it’s taken away his memory. And we don’t know for how long, but we do know… he doesn't remember much of anything, not me and… I don’t know if he’ll remember you either.”

The look on his face made you want to scream, you wanted to scream and lose control of your quirk until you found the villain and had him undo what he had done and then killed him. But you wouldnt and you knew that, because they needed you.

“He might… fuck will anything be okay, or is life just going to be all bad news from now on?!” He glared up at the ceiling, arms stretched wide asking for whatever God might exist to hit him again.

“Eij…” his arms dropped as your gentle hand made its way to his shoulder, “Ei it’ll get better, I promise. You have me for now, and I know… I know I’m not Katsuki, I can't replace your boyfriend nor would I want to! But… but I am still your best friend. And you have Hanta and Mina and Denki too.”

He nodded his eyebrows furrowed as he looked upwards, you could tell he was trying not to cry so to save him from having to try for you you wrapped your arms around him, too small to reach around his neck you settled for going around his waist.

“It’s gonna be okay Eij.” you felt his arms wrap around you and he could feel his body relaxing for the first time in over 20 hours, for the first time since the villain attack that was broadcasted all over Japan.

“Thank you….” he sighed deeply before pulling himself away, “okay… let’s go.”

“B-both… both of us?” You whispered, your voice fragile.

He didn't hesitate before turning around and placing his hand in your own, “of course.” he whispered and he couldn't help as his lips turned up just slightly at the relief on your face you could see Katsuki again.

As Eijiro pulled open the door you noticed the look of relief on Katsukis face as you both re-entered the room. “Bakugo,” you began, only to be cut off.

“Wait… why are you calling me Bakugo?” Katsuki whispered and he sounded so lost and you swore that maybe everyone could hear your heart break a little more.

“I-I didn't… I’m sorry suki. I didn't mean anything by it. I was just about to introduce your newest guest and out of habit I went formal, I apologize.” you bowed slightly.

“D-don’t bow, we... we’re friends right?” you straightened up nodding, “well then treat me how you would if I wasn’t in this hospital bed then. And if I… if I could remember you.”

Eijiro actually laughed at that, “well funny enough she actually is.” His laughter rang through the room, not how it usually did but fuck was it a pleasant and welcomed sound that you found yourself smiling from it.

“Katsuki this is Kirishima, Kirishima Eijiro.” You say smiling softly over at the tall redhead.

“Are you two dating or something?” Katsuki asked, his voice almost coming out annoyed. You felt your face heat up as Eijiro laughed, hating how your heart sped up at the idea.

“No me and y/n/n aren't together, I uh…” He hesitated looking at you and you nodded, encouraging him, “actually me and… uh me and you are together.”

Katsukis head snapped to him, “me and… you?”

Eijiro nodded rubbing the back of his neck, “Yeah, but don’t uh… don’t feel like you have to still act like my boyfriend or anything. Just because we’re dating doesn’t mean I’m going to overlook the fact that you don’t remember me.”

Katsuki smiled softly, “Thanks… Eijiro.” Kirishima's face flared at the use of his name from his boyfriend. And although Katsuki couldn’t remember him he knew that he enjoyed making the other man blush.

You let the silence linger, perhaps to give them a moment or perhaps to rein in the ache in your chest, but eventually you spoke up as you both sat down, Kirishima now taking the seat closest to Katsuki. “So suki, would you still like me to tell you about your life- I mean or Eijiro could if you prefer! I can go, should I go? Yeah I should probably-” you stood quickly making a move to leave but you were stopped by a hand on your wrist.

“Y/n/n.” Kirishima said softly, his thumb gently rubbing over your skin, “relax.” He could feel your muscles relaxing beneathe his grip but they didn't fully relax until you got a confirmatory nod from katsuki.

“I uh… can you tell me?” you heard katsuki whisper but you didn’t speak as you thought he was speaking to Eijiro. “Y/n?” He asked and your head snapped up to see both men looking at you.

“O-oh you meant me?” You asked wide eyed and both men's hearts sped up a little.

Katsuki nodded with a soft roll of his eyes “duh.” he whispered and unbeknownst to him that was a comforting sight for you and Kirshima because it was the closest he had been to himself since he woke up.

“Well I guess I should start with me and you, we met during the entrance exam to UA highschool, and we did not like each other when we first met. I thought you were arrogant, angry, self centered and just…. Rude. Honestly I don’t know what you thought of me, and then we both passed… and we were placed in the same class. Class 1A in the hero course to be exact. That’s where we met Eijiro, and damn was he determined to become your friend. Honestly I can’t pinpoint when he decided to be your friend and I don't think you can either huh Eij?”

The man in question shook his head with a small laugh before you continued, “I watched as you two became friends and well… honestly part of me was jealous. Why did the red headed shark boy get your admiration and friendship and not me? So then I decided I would become your friend too… and me and Ei went about it pretty much the same way.”

“And what way was that?” Katsuki asked with a small smile on his lips.

“By forcing our way to your heart! And honestly after a month or so I thought I had made no progress and it was useless, you responded to my texts with short responses, and you always seemed so annoyed when I was around, so i backed off-”

“Is that why we didn't see you for like a week?!” Kirishima said, staring at you like he didn't know all of this.

“Yeah Ei buuut then one day I see the angriest Katsuki I’ve ever seen marching my way.”

“Oh yeah! I remember that, I swore he was going to challenge you to fight or something.” Kirishima cut in.

“I did too! So imagine my shock when you grabbed my hand and dragged me to your room. I remember being so confused but honestly just shocked, no one had seen the inside of your room yet. No one! It was practically a sacred place and you had just dragged me into it. I remember you forcing me to sit down on your bed and shoving a text book and my notebook into my hand before you sat down at your own desk. And finally when I managed to stutter out the question of ‘um what are we doing?’ you answered as if I was an idiot.”

You cleared your throat trying to get your voice to sound more like his “‘Tch. Obviously we’re studying, shitty woman.’ And that’s when I knew I had made it, that I had managed to become friends with Katsuki Bakugou. It was honestly one of the happiest days ever so I texted Kirishima to get his ass over there and that was the first of many study sessions between us three. Eventually the rest of the squad got roped in, Denki being the first, honestly I think he earned your respect without really trying but his method was the same.

“Him and Kiri over here were pretty close so you all often worked together and I guess somewhere along the way you became friends. Then with Denki came Sero and with Sero came Mina. Eventually our ‘study sessions’ became more than that. We would hang out and spend time together outside of studying and eventually we all began hanging out in each other's dorms. Then Mina and Sero got together, we were all so happy about that because they had been pining forever. Denki got together with his boyfriend Shinso and then… then you and Kirishima got together-”

“Oh yeah, what ever happened to who you liked y/n/n?” Kirishima asked.

“W-what?!” You squealed, staring at him with wide eyes and your cheeks felt hot.

“Yeah, you used to talk about your crush with us and then when we all got with someone you just… stopped.” Kirishima whispered, staring at me with eyes full of questions.

“Well uh-” what were you supposed to say? Oh yeah well when you and Katsuki got together I lost my chance with both the people I like because they got together and I was, and still am too shy to ask if you both are polyamorus. You shook your head, “just didn't seem that important…. Uh well a-anyways.” you turned back to katsuki who was also staring at you in curiosity “don’t think that just because y'all went and got into relationships that we hung out any less, no way! We just integrated Shinso into the group and all began hanging out together.

“Then we graduated high school, all of us going into different hero agencies as sidekicks. Eventually you and Kirishima started up your own hero agencies first, moving so quickly through the hero ranks it gave me fucking whiplash!” You were talking more adamantly now, arms moving in crazy gestures and a bright grin on your face.

“Hey you say that like you weren't one rank behind me and only a month after we started agencies you did too!” Kirishima defended quickly, nudging you with a grin just as wide as your own.

“W-well I mean… uh well okay- whatever so yeah maybe I was right behind you guys! And it probably should have made me want to strive to be above you but I… I don't want to. I’m so proud of both of you for where you are and how far you’ve come. Kasuki you’re so close to becoming number one and Eijiro is number four. Everytime I look at the hero rankings and I see you guys move up or I see that you continue to push ahead of those who might be a few votes away from overtaking you I just- you both are such amazing heroes. Katsuki if you ever get upset over the fact you lost your memory don’t because you-”

“Hang on a minute y/n/n maybe we shouldn't uh… tell him about all that yet.” I stopped turning to Eijiro.

“Oh uh… right s-sorry. Got a little carried away, just… thank you Katsuki.” you stuttered out.

“No no wait a damn minute, I want to know! Why can’t I remember anything? Why are you thanking me?” Katsuki looked between me and Kirishima and you knew you had to, it wasn’t fair to keep it from him.

“I… I was kidnapped. It was… I was on a night patrol when I got grabbed,” one of your hands moved to the back of your neck, “I don't know how they overtook me and I know I should have been able to fend them off- they shouldn't have been able to- I should have-” you got stopped by a hand gently taking your own and removing it from it’s new place in your hair.

“It’s okay y/n… you’re okay, remember you’re safe. You don’t have to-” you cut Kirishima off.

“No Eijiro, I- I can do this I just…” you took a deep breath squeezing his hand before looking at Katsuki and willing yourself to hold eye contact. “I was kidnapped during a night patrol, the only reason anyone knew was because of you. You had come over to make me breakfast after my night patrol- which is just something me and you started when we both picked up night shifts.

“I dont- I dont really know the whole story, that’s as much as you got the chance to tell me. But they had me for a week… not much happened that I can remember and I don’t know what their goal was, they kept me asleep most of the time, and the times I do remember... “ you trailed off for a moment.

“They were so weird, they were edging us on mostly but they came for the rest of our squad too. Trying to get us all more riled up then we already were, saying how they were doing horrible things to her. I think they wanted to make us mad, which they had of course but luckily our friends and fellow heroes kept us in line.” Kirishima filled in.

And then you continued, “I remember when I finally fully came to you… you were holding me. Just urging me to wake up and once I had I realized we were running-” but you were cut off.

“Wait… hang on a minute.” Katsuki was holding his head as he sat up farther.

Quickly you tried to apologize, “shit is it too much? I’m so-” but Katsuki had cut you off.

His voice came out strained, “I just- I think I remembered something.”

“W-what?” You and Kirishima said in union.

“You,'' Katsuki looked at you, his eyes screaming how worried he was as he reached out desperately and took your hand. His hands were running over your wrist where the marks that the binds had made but had now been healed and scarred thanks to a healing quirk. “You were tied up to a bed, they had your wrist and ankles attached to the posts, the skin underneath was- you- I had to get you out of there, I din’t care about anything else I just- fuck.” Katsukis voice broke as he pulled you to him, wrapping his arms around you.

“Shhhh shhh it’s okay Katsuki, look I’m safe, you got me. You and Kiri got me.” Tears leaked from his eyes and onto your- really his- sweatshirt. “I’m alright, I’m safe now. They healed me and I’m okay now.” You whispered, trying your hardest not to cry and only holding it together as Kirshima placed his arms around both of you.

“I think that’s enough for today.” He whispered after a while, still holding you and Katsuki.

“No-no I can-” but you cut Katsuki off gently.

“No suki, I think… I think that's enough for today. We’ll talk more about it later.” He nodded but only once you had pulled away and he could see you were barely holding it together.

The rest of the day was spent talking to doctors and friends, the rest of the bakusquad coming in and telling stories all of which were kept happy and easy for Katsuki to comprehend and hopefully remember.

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“Eijiro,” you whispered softly in the now empty hospital room. Katsuki was taking a shower so you figured now would be a good time to get the full story on what had happened that night.

“Yeah y/n/n,” Eijiro looked at you and quickly put his phone away, seeing the serious look on your face.

“Can you… can you tell me what happened?”

“Yeah, of course I can y/n,” he didn't need you to specify what it was you wanted to know because this was the one thing he was somewhat dreading having to tell you. “It was a week after you were taken when we had three potential spots to find you. Me and Katsuki were on the team that had found the Shie Hassakai’s hideout...

Bursting through the door the heroes quickly filed into the building making their way down hallways in their groups they determined outside. Immediately upon their entrance several men in plague masks came and began to attack Eijiro, Suneater and Fatgum all stayed behind each taking on one or more of the gang members.

Eijiro’s agency headed down one corridor while Katsukis had gone the other way, one person broke off per room until finally Katsuki had gotten to the last door but to his frustration he found a stairwell.

He had heard yelling coming from the level above so he decided that that way was probably the best way to go. As he approached where the commotion was coming from he saw two members rush out of a room and run down towards the stairs. He quickly hid behind a wall before they saw him and as he swung his fist out explosions popped in his palm as he directly hit the first member.

Before Katsuki could get to the second member he had disappeared into the shadows, and as much as Katsuki had wanted to go after him his gut told him he needed to check that room.

Meanwhile downstairs Eijiro, Suneater and Fatgum had now been pushed back outside the warehouse. There were many members trying to flee from the building so the trio was constantly bombarded by the oncoming villains.

“Fuck how many people are in this fucking place?!” Eijiro yelled, frustrated at the fact he couldn’t get back inside to help.

“Don't worry Red Riot, everything will be fine. Our teams have it under control for now,” it was Fatgum who spoke to reassure the unbreakable hero.

“I know I just,” his fist slammed into the stomach of one of the villains effectively making him stay on the ground, “I’m worried.”

Luckily if there was anywhere the fight could have taken place they got the best spot, the warehouse the Shie Hassakais had taken residents in had lots of empty land around and wasn’t very close to the inner city so there was lots of land for them to fight on. But the bad thing was it would take the other teams longer to hopefully get here and provide backup.

Although of course they had planned for no backup to come, ‘assume the other teams can’t help you’ they had decided during the meeting. ‘We’ll try our best to get to the right location to help but there’s still a chance we won't be able to.’

Katsuki felt frozen, he had found you. As he rushed over to the bed all he could notice was the condition you were in. The straps holding you down the skin that was raw and bleeding beneath the binds.

Katsuki rushed to begin taking all the needles and tubes from your body, deciding to leave the straps on while he did so so none of your limbs would move and injure you more. He was shaking as he pulled everything from you, his anxiety skyrocketing at being unable to know your true condition.

He didn’t know if you could use your quirk, if you had been fed well or starved, if you were hydrated or not. He didn’t know what they had done to you and it was driving him insane. Finally as he got the last needle out he began to undo your binds.

“Shit,” he muttered, seeing how bad the skin underneath really looked. “Fuck what did they do to you?”

Finally as you were unbound from the bed Katsuki lifted you and booked it from the room. He had to think of an exit plan to get you to the ambulance that he knew was waiting outside.

“Y/n,” he called to you as he continued to run, “y/n I need you to wake up for me. Open your eyes y/n please.” At this point he had made down the stairwell and back to the main level and immediately he worried, the hallways and rooms all had different battles going on. But he knew he couldn’t stop to assist unless the situation was truly dire, their mission was to get you back and to safety so that had to be his main goal.

As he ran down the hall he was happy to see that no situation really needed him and he was able to move around any fight that was in his way.

“Y/n, please you have to wake up now,” he said anxiously worried you hadn’t really begun to stir. As he ran through the front entrance he was happy to see you begin to rouse slightly, “there you go come on y/n/n open your eyes for me.”

“What-” you woke up confused, the usual man who was above you no longer was, now it was a familiar face that you couldn’t place a name to at the moment. “What’s happening?”

“Hey there sweet cheeks, it’s time to wake up now,” the voice was soothing to hear, “you still know your name?”

“I… uh y/n y/l/n,” and when asked your hero name you answered then too, “Lady Magma.”

“Good, good. Glad to see you remember, you remember me?” And finally the fog had cleared from your vision and you could clearly see him again.

“Katsuki Bakugo, pro hero Dynamight,” you said with a small smile forming on your face.

“Oh thank fuck, you scared the shit outta me there for a minute,” Katsuki said a relieved smile forming on his face.

“Dynamight,” you heard a familiar voice call trying your best to turn your head so you could look at the owner of the voice.

“Red Riot, we got her everythings okay,” Katsuki called back in return.

Suddenly Katsuki stopped running, standing in front of Eijiro for a moment, “y/n!” Looking over at the red headed hero you smiled.

“I’m so sorry,” he continued “I should have followed my gut it’s my fault-“

“Eiji,” you called softly, grabbing his hand the best you could with your injured wrists. “It’s not your fault.”

Eijiro seemed to just stop at your words. You watched as the relief flooded him as tears pricked at his eyes, “thank you,” he whispered.

“Alright we got to get you to the medics come on let’s go,” Katsuki said as he began to move towards the medics once again.

You were about halfway there when suddenly there was an aggressive force throwing you from Katsukis arms.

Katsuki watched as you flung from his arms helpless to prevent you from slamming into the rock he was watching you be flung towards.

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It wasn't until a week later when Katsuki finally had asked you to fill in the story, making sure it was a time when just you and Kirishima were there and no one was scheduled to come see him for the rest of the day.

“Y/n,” he whispered and you stopped reading from the book that was resting on your lap, “can you… uh are you okay to finish telling me… how I… how I lost my memories?”

You smiled softly, nodding, making sure to mark the page before closing and handing the book off to Kirishima. “Yeah suki, I can do that. Just tell me if it’s too much okay?” he nodded quickly before you continued “its as I said, you got me out of wherever they were keeping me and then I woke up to us running. Then we caught up with Eijiro, who I suppose stayed outside of the hideout fighting off some of the villains. We started running, you were trying to get me to the medical unit on standby. But before we got there… before we got there we were attacked. You were hit from behind and I was thrown from your arms. I don’t remember much of the fight, I had hit my head and my vision was still swimming.

“But I remember when the villain stood over you, you were battered and bruised and I thought that it was over. But… well the only way I can describe it is that my legs moved before my mind had, all I know is suddenly I was in front of you using myself as a shield, but my quirk wasn’t working at the time, whatever they kept me on- the drugs they kept me on i mean- was able to hinder my quirk. Luckily Eijiro was nearby because he was able to use his unbreakable move to shield us.

“But by then the damage was done, you were passed out and I still had barely come to. You-you and kiri saved me, and… it’s my fault that you can't remember anything. And for the injuries both of you sustained-”

But before you could continue Kirshima had cut in, “y/n/n I told you it’s not, we knew the risk and we took it. You're our best friend, we just wanted you back and safe.”

You looked up with a frown still on your face and then Katsuki spoke up “look… I know I don’t remember everything, but one thing I know is that you mean something to me… like you mean a lot to me. There's just this part of me that knows, I know it sounds crazy, but I know that I did what I did without a second thought, and I know that I wouldn’t change how I did it if I had to do it again.”

You stared at him and a sense of relief washed over you. “T-thank you Katsuki, that uh… that really means a lot.” Shortly after Eijiro had dismissed himself to get drinks for everyone and most likely a moment for you and Katsuki to gather your thoughts.

You stared after him with a soft smile on your lips as he had cut you off before you could ask him to get your favorite drink with a musical response of “yeah yeah I already know short stuff.”

“It’s him isn’t it?” Katsuki whispered once he was sure the other man was gone, and you looked at him with a confused head tilt but the smile didn’t leave. “That crush you're still not over, it’s him,” he continued and your smile dropped

“W-what? I dont- I dont like anyone like that katsuki.” You tried to reassure but he had an unconvinced look on his face.

“Yeah, you do. When Kiri brought it up a while ago you got really nervous, I guess I only noticed everything because I’m kinda getting an outsider's perspective right now.”

“What do you mean ‘everything’?” you spoke some worry filling your mind, you were always so careful, how could you fuck it all up now?

“The soft smiles, the heated cheeks, the lingering glances and the touches that are just a little longer than those you give others.” You said nothing, shame welling up inside of you. “But it’s not just him is it?” and once again you found your head snapping to him. “It’s… fuck this sounds douchey, but it’s me too isn't it?”

“I’m sorry” you whispered as a tear leaked down your cheek, “I swear I would never do anything to mess up what you two have. I swear Katsu I’m perfectly fine just being your friend. You have to understand- that, you... p-please dont… I didnt- fuck” the tears had cut you off, you couldn't speak anymore.

“Wait, shit don’t cry. I’m not mad, and he-” Katsuki started quickly but he was cut off by the loud voice of his boyfriend.

“Hey I’m back did you mi- what… what happened?!” Kirishima said quickly, rushing into the room and setting down all the drinks.

“I’m sorry!” You said frantically. “I didn’t mean to- please I didn’t mean to.” Kirishima crouched in front of you grabbing your hands and turning to his boyfriend who also looked panicked.

“I didn’t mean to freak her out! I just wanted to tell her it was okay!” He said frantically.

“Tell her what was okay?” Kirishima practically growled, he hadn’t meant to but he was simply frustrated he didn’t know how to help.

Your head snapped up to Katsuki, your words were nothing but a whisper filled with denial. “It’s.. it’s okay?” You whispered looking over to Katsuki who smiled softly nodding.

“Of course it is dumbass, you really think I would do everything I do for you if I didn’t feel the same way?”

“Someone explain!” Kirishima exclaimed, “please!”

You both fell silent then but you spoke up first “Eij… I- okay first off just know I would do nothing to harm you and Katsukis relationship. Just say the word and then… then I will forget everything me and Katsuki just said and go back to normal alright?” He nodded, “I… I’m not over my crush from highschool… er crushes from highschool.” A look of realization began to dawn on him but you continued, “I… I’m- I really like both of you, and not just… not just in a best friend way.”

“You… we are your highschool crushes? That… that you’re… holy shit that you’re still really into!” And then a wide grin spread on his face.

You sat staring at him wide eyed as Katsuki barked out a laugh, “Fucking knew you’d be happy shitty hair.” Both your heads snapped to him.

“What did you just say?” Kirishima whispered.

“I said I knew you’d be happy. Why the fuck are you dumbasses staring at me like that?!”

“You-you called him shitty hair!” A smile broke on your face, thoughts of previous events forgotten for the moment. “And called us dumbasses!”

“Yeah dumbass of course I-” but he cut himself off realizing. “You guys didn’t tell me I used to call him shitty hair… I...I just remembered it!” He got up quickly pulling you both into his arms.

It was a relief to finally hear him remembering things on his own. That was the only reason he was still at the hospital, since it was assumingly a quirk related memory loss he hadn’t regained memory like he should have been. But now he was, and it was thrilling.

When you all pulled away his smile had morphed into a familiarly triumphant and cocky smirk, “were not finished here dumbass. But we’ll wait till I remember everything, give us all a little time to think. But you bet your asses I’m not giving you very much time” he finished confidently.

And he hadn't; it took him a remarkably short period of time before his memories were fully recovered. He had been settled into his and Kirishima's shared apartment for a few days after he had finally remembered his first memories.

As you were lounging around on your couch reminiscing on old memories you heard your phone chime the familiar ding signaling the blonde had texted you.

Suki: Both of you meet me at my place

Eij: You got it babe!

You: When?

Suki: Right now dumbass

You: oh, okidokie! On my way!

That’s all that was said before you and Kirishima arrived at their apartment at the same time.

“Oh hey y/n/n, wow we’ve got great timing!” you laughed as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder taking you inside. But you both stopped in the doorway, jaws slack.

“What- what’s going on?” You whispered. There were candles lining a path to the dining room and all along the top of the table which had three places set.

“Babe?” Kirihsima called and both your breaths caught as Katsuki stepped into your view, the black button up he was wearing hugging his figure perfectly, and the sleeves that were partially rolled up were exposing his muscular forearms. His pants and shoes perfectly match his shirt drawing your eyes down his figure to take in every inch.

“See something you two dumbasses like?” he asked with a cocky smirk on his face.

“I happen to actually, yes.” Kirishima didn't hesitate to respond, pulling you farther into the apartment slightly before closing the door and removing his arm from you before going over and embarrassing his boyfriend who pulled him into a passionate kiss.

You felt out of place, like you were intruding on their intimate moment, part of you screamed at yourself to leave, but Katsuki had invited you, he had set three places at the tabel. Why were you here in such a romantic setting? Could this be what he was talking about in the hospital? Or was that wistful thinking? Were you underdressed for whatever the fuck this was? You had just gotten into comfy clothes when he texted so you hadn’t changed, maybe you should have. Should you have brought food, maybe drinks? Fuck what if-

“Oi dumbass!” Katsuki said waving a hand in front of your face effectively snapping you from your anxious thoughts. Although his words were harsh the way he gently placed his hand on your shoulder and carefully looked at you with soft eyes you knew he wasn’t angry. “You gonna come in or just stand there like a creep” it wasn't really a question because the next moment he was leading you farther inside.

“I-I just don't want to intrude, and I feel very underdressed right now.” you say sheepishly.

“You’re not intruding, dumbass, I invited you here for a reason, and I figured you’d feel that way so I have a change of clothes for you in the spare bedroom. Shitty hairs already getting changed, says I can’t look more manly than him. Tch”

“T-thank you Katsuki.” You said as you entered what would be one of the boys bedrooms had they not shared one.

“‘Course… princess.” the last word was mumbled and you thought maybe you had misheard it but before you could ask he had already disappeared into the other bedroom or perhaps another room in the apartment.

When Kirishima heard the door click shut he nudged his boyfriend, “Princess eh? I don't get cute little nicknames like that.” Although his words could say he was upset the bright grin on his face revealed he was anything but.

Katsuki rolled his eyes moving over his boyfriend's teasing, “you sure about this Ei?” Katsuki whispered cupping the red heads cheek one set of eyes mirroring the other with the emotions they shared, both for each other and more recently admitted, you.

“Of course I am, we talked about it, I know you love me you know I love you… and we both love her.” he paused squinting at the blonde, “Are you ready for this? We can just pretend today is to celebrate your memories being restored and her being back.”

Katsuki nodded firmly, “I don't do anything I’m not sure of.” And Kirishima knew that so once they shared one more quick kiss they returned to the dining room and a few moments later you walked out.

You cleared your throat softly, “uh… w-where should I s-sit?” you whispered but they said nothing, minds going blank at the sight of you and while Katsuki could keep his jaw from dropping Kirishima couldn't.

“Damn you look… wow.” Kirishima whispered. Katsuki nudged him harshly before moving behind a chair and pulling it out.

“‘Course she does, shitty hair, I picked out the outfit!” He continued to stand behind the chair waiting “well? You gonna come sit here or what?” You quickly moved and sat into the chair as he pushed it in for you trying to ignore the embarrassment that heated up your cheeks.

“So manly babe!” Kirishima said as he sat across from you and you noted that the red button up he wore looked like the color was made just for him. Katsuki sat in the middle of you both at the head of the table.

A light blush covered his cheeks at the compliment from his partner, “Of course I’m fucking manly… dumbass.”

Most of the night was spent talking and enjoying the food Katsuki had made, only when the chewing had died down and it was mostly chatter did Katsuki grab your hand. You choked on air, your eyes flicking from your hands to Kirishima but he was simply smiling at you reassuringly.

“Look, I think we all know what this dinner was really for.” Katsuki said his tone was surprisingly soft, you and Kirishima both nodded. Admittedly, your nod was more hesitant than Kirishimas. “Okay then, look y/n me and Kiri have already talked about it,” stomach dropping you couldn't help but think the worst. “We both agree here that-”

But you cut him off, afraid to be rejected, not wanting to hear it actually leave their lips, “look it’s okay i get it! You dont… you don’t have to say it, I mean… Please don't.” you hated how fragile you sounded, hated how you doubted yourself despite what Katsuki had said in the hospital.

“I don't think we’re on the same page here y/n.” Kirishima said, reaching across the table and grabbing your other hand.

“I-I’m sorry… I really just don’t want to be rejected, so if that’s what you're going to tell me please don’t.”

“We’re not going to reject you y/n/n.” Kirishima whispered softly.

“I was actually going to say we both agree that our feelings for you are far beyond platonic… and when I… when I couldn’t remember anything I could tell that your feelings for us aren’t platonic either. I was staring at our- or part of our dynamic from an outsider's perspective and I finally figured out why everyone thinks we’re dating. I mean this dumbass stares at you like a lovesick puppy.” he said, nudging Kirishima with his free arm sending a smirk towards the red head.

“I-I do not! She's just…” he looked at you with a dopey smile forming on his face, “really pretty.” You could feel your cheeks heat up from the compliment.

“And there's your most dead give away y/n/n, you're very responsive to things me and Kiri say and do, even the most simple things will most likely get a reaction out of you.” You moved to defend yourself but he continued, “I didn't say it was a bad thing dumbass, but that’s not the point. Even when I didn't have my memories… I knew I felt the same way. It was like… like this ache in my chest whenever I looked at either of you, and I just wanted you guys to stay close to me. My heart and body knew what my mind had forgotten,” he blushed at the matching looks of adoration on you and Kirishima's faces.

“So, after that night when the doctors finally let Katsuki out and he was back here we talked. After all we had a lot to discuss, to reassure.” You nodded a part of your heart aching at the thought of putting them through any emotional turmoil, but the ache was ripped away as Katsuki spoke up.

“It was honestly one of the easiest conversations we’ve ever had. It was just so right, the second one of us started at least. I think Kirishima just said how your hair had looked good that day or something and we just kept going, saying things we loved about you until we both just looked at eachother and it was like a silent ‘we love everything about her’ moment.”

“R-really?” You whispered, swearing your heart was about to beat out of your chest. They nodded quickly.

“And then we just kinda reassured ourselves that our feelings for eachother were the same. It was honestly way easier than I thought it would be but me and Katsu prioritize communication in our relationship since… since you never know as Pro-heros when-” he cut himself off shaking his head “that’s not what we’re here for. We’re here too- well I think it’s pretty obvious.” Kirishima said, smiling at you.

You smiled back shyly “I mean… I would kind of like to hear it… officially that is.”

Katsuki chuckled, “I dont think your brain would let you rest if you didn't.” He cleared his throat before speaking again “y/n y/l/n... would you like to be our girlfriend?”

The grin that lined your face also had lined their own as you stood up and quickly moved around the table so you’d be able to pull both of them into a hug. “Of course I will be!” And as their arms wrapped around you with all feelings finally out in the air you truly felt like you were home.

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My Savior || Wayne McCullough

A/N: Just some teenage girl trying to write the story inside her head, hope u like it.

Pairing: Wayne McCullough x oc

Warnings: rape, intention of rape, harassment, blood mention, bullying, language (a little strong)

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I've always like to watch him by far, he just seems different from the rest (and oh boy, he is).

The first time I saw him I was in 7th grade. I was just one more girl of the many others that her tities just had started to show and my period started to visit me. I remember that day clearly, I was sitting at the hallway with my bestfriend at the time, eating infront of our lockers when I saw him.

"Am telling ya girl, the answer of number 5 was c." I said trying to reason with her about the science test answers "I told you that if u needed help to study, I could help ya." I smile at her and move my arm upward to touch her shoulder

"Yeah, yeah, I know...are you sure it was not D?" she said frowning her eyebrows once more. We stayed in silence for a sec before bursting into laughter and tears

Little by little our laughs started to fade, allowing ears to hear the background and aswell some loud voices, it sounded like an argument but by the hears of it a fight was going to start soon. "What you think is happening over there?" Cassie murmured, I stared at the end of the hallway where apparently was were the voices were coming from.

"I don't know..." my lips formed a thin line while I was thinking about what could have been happening in there, "You wanna, you know, go and see?" I looked back at my friend

"Freak yeah" she laughed grabbing my hand and running down the hallway to see the soon to be fight.

Once we got there, there was a mass of students surrounding what appeared to be the ones who where arguing. "Ugh, I can't see, I hate been so small." I said, "Hey, that smallness is beautiful and you know you can use that in your own benefit" Cassia said and winked at me.

"I mean, yeah but I can't-" my word stopped at the moment I heard a want sounded and I believe to be a punch in the face. "You saw that!?" Cassie said, "That was freaking awesome, please tell me you saw it!" "Um, nah Cassie, I cant see a crap" i said while trying to find a whole where to see through.

It was only a matter of seconds until more punches were heard. I started pushing people more frantically, I wanted to see what was happening. When I get pass a few amount of studens I almost slipped, looked sown to see what was it and it was stains of blood, only a few but still.

"Oh gosh, disgusting." When I look up only a few students are still in the cafeteria and a guy wearing a grey hoddie was just there, staring at the bloodie face of another guy. I stared back at the hoddie guy and noticed a little hammer in his hand, and the words just came out of my mouth without even noticing, "Why the hammer? Want to be a constructed or something?" He just stared at me and pass by me without saying a word and keeping a neutral face.

"Who the hell was that crazy ass weirdo?" I hear Cassie's voice behind me. "I don't know" I responded, "But I will know...one day."

"Ok,ok, am not going to get in between your little search thingi but am sure he is not good news." Cassie said, "You saw what he did, and he has a FREAKING hammer, y/n! Covered in blood y/n!" She grabbed my shoulders from behind, "I think we all understood the message, stay the fuck away from him, honey."

And I just smiled.

Months later I learned his name. Wayne, Wayne McCullough. Fits the ring if you ask me. Everyone was speaking about how violent, crazy and wierdo he was, about how he was going to show up at your house to beat the hell put of you.

I just observed him by far, well, I like to think that I noticed him. I noticed how he usually beats up those who are some assholes jerks that have only one brain cell as much. Noticed that he is not much of a talker and a shy boy. Noticed how he makes his lips thin when he gets lost in thoughts. How he closes his fist when he is about to do something. His strangely high pain tolerance. His pale skin and dark hair appeared to me to be very llamative and aswell his strength. He was and is skinny but somehow has a great strength, maybe do to the unincredible amounts of fights he gets in. Experience makes the master is what the say...right?

Years went by, we entered to highschool and the nervousness along with the fast beating, sweating and butterflies were still there every time i either tought about him or saw him walking around.

Cassie stayed with me for a while until she decided to join the group of nasty ass bitches with no brain cells who believed no one was better than them. While I...well, I stayed small for a big part I guess, always with good grades, teachers love me and try to be nice with every one I guess.

Everything was going great until Cassie along with some guys recorded me somehow while being drunk and them trying to overpass the boundaries, and let me tell ya.. that was just the start.

The had videos of me at the school bathroom, pictures of my underwear under my skirts and dresses, them trying to touch me. I had to learn to defend myself, stopped using skirts, dresses, shorts even do I loved wearing the. Replace my shoes with tennis and always had hair ties.

"Y/n, wake up! You're going to be late for school, don't think ama wait for you!" I mom yelled.

"Yes, mom! Dont worry, am up!" I run down the stairs with my backpack, went to the kitchen, grabbed an apple and went straight to the car.

"Oh for God sake, y/n" she said went she looked at me and noticed my new hair style.

"What? You don't like it? I just cut it a little." I satered at her innocently

"Your father is not gonna like it and you know it." She said and the stress lines appeared in her forehead, "You know this is his weekend and-"

She couldn't finish her sentence because I started taking, "Am not going to that dickheads house, mother." I said strainly, "Don't want to see his and face of that bitch he cheated you with..." i lowly said but loud enough to hear.

"I know, honey but you have to and besides you get to see your brother!" She patted my thigh, "Haven't seen him in a while right?" She said with a sad tone

"You should be the one seeing him...not me." I stared outside the window, there were just some trees and houses and garbage.

Mom and dad divorced a while back, he cheated on her. The house was a mess that day, screams and broken glass everywhere. Sammy was lucky, he was at grandma's but I was home...listening to every single word. That was also the first time a sneaked out and the first time I sort-of spoke to Wayne.

"What are you doing here?" I heard someone said behind me, I looked and it was fucking Wayne

"Just trying to have some quietness i guess..." I stared at my fingers and started playing with them because of my nervousness, "...What are you doing here?" I asked softly

And he stayed silent...the whole time after that. Either way, his company was nice and the side profile, ufff, amazing.

"Ok, we are here." I stared at the building for a sec before giving my mother a kiss in her cheek and entered to the building.

"Hey y/n! Nice ass!" That was the jerk of all jerks, Jonathan.

I turned around and stared at him, "Oh yeah?" He nodded, "Want to see me shop of your dick?" Changed my tone while saying that into a lower and more serious tone. He just stared at me with sealed lips and left.

I continued walking to my locker and I come to see tgat my freaking lock is broken, I search in all the spaces but nothing is missing.

"Come on! They had just changed me of locker!" I silently yelled. Started grabbing my books for the next few classes when I felt a hand in my shoulder, by instinct I grabbed the wrist, pushed the person against the locker and added pressure in the throat with my other arm.

"Hey y/n" Orlando smiled, "New move?" I chuckled and removed my arm, now, standing face to face I respond

"You know you shouldn't do that Orlando bunny." I laugh st the nickname I gave him a few time ago. Orlando was one of the few FEW people who talked to me, well, he talked to everyone but still.

"I know... I just forgot I guess man." He looked down, "Y/n...have your tities grown bigger?" His face looked confused.

I slapped his head and punched his shoulder, "Could you please stop looking and thinking 'bout tities when am around you?"

"I mean, yeah sure...and sorry about your lock." He points the locker, "Wayne thought it was still his but since-" I cut him off before he could continue

"Wayne?" I asked confused

"Yeah, Is tha-" i cut him off again

"Why did he tho?" I murmured staring at my lock in hand.

"It used to be his locker but oh well...he missed school for 3 weeks and yeah." He grabs his backpacks laces after explaining.

"Oh...ok, is he still here tho?" I looked at Orlando

"I guess..." he was about to say pther thing when the bell ring and we started to go toour classes, "See you later gorgeous!" He yells from the corner of the hallway.

I stayed there...just staring at my lock for a while, then order my things fast and left to class. What I didn't know was that someone was watching at me.

Three days later, i was walking back home and i heard s car going at full speed and nasty comments were started to be listend. I kept walking trying tk pretend they didn't exist when the car is suddenly over the sideway and infront of me.

"YOU COULD HAVE KILLED ME ASSHOLES!!" I yelled.

"But...you are bot dead right, bitch?" Jonathan said getting out of the car. There were five, 2 guys and 3 girls. "Don't prefer to suck my dick and be my slut, promise I'll pay a good amount." He said infront of me,

"She is already a slut baby." Veronica said

"I bet she has sleeped with half school, wouldn't surprise me if you haven been org*e or something." You know, comments are comments, you are the one who decide what hurt you and whats does not, but being Cassie the one who said that...broke my freaking heart.

I couldn't stand it anymore, wanted to leave the place so i came up with a plan very fast. I walked closer to Jonathan trying to be the most seductive I could, touched his chest, abs and got closer to his ear and said, "You are going to regret everything" Punched him with all my strenght in this genitiles, stomp on his feet, punched his nose and ran the faster I could out of there.

"You bitch!" I heard from far but i continued running, I couldn't stop, i was scared, didn't know what could happen if the get me. I could hear the car engines behind me, but i didn't stop.

I was close a bridge, ran underneath it, passed some houses but i could still hear the voices and car. My legs hurt, i needed to catch my breath, i could hear my heart beat, my body felt on fire. When I less expected am suddenly trapped, there were some abandoned buildings and warehouses but no way to get put of there. This was it, my end.

"Couldn't escape from me you nasty little bitch!?" I heard his voice, i was never one to pray but believe when i say i begged to God to save me. "You ain't going anywhere...bitch" he was behind me, I could sense it.

My hair was pulled, he pulls me by my hair to his car and i notice that it's just him and another guy. Am not getting out of here.

"We are going to have so much fun!" He licks my cheek and i try to kick him wherever.

"HELP!" I yelled, "SOMEBODY PLEASE, HELP!" my voice sounded horrific, like if i hadn't drank a single drop of water in ages, "please" y murmure my last pledge before he finally puts me over the capo of his car.

"No one's gonna help you, you slut." He says, the other guy was just watching and standing still, doing nothing.

I gave up, didn't even notice I was crying until I tasted the salt in my lips. I felt him over me, unbucking my pants and then...i didnt felt his weight anymore, instead, i heard a cry of pain, and then another cry, and another and another.

I lifted my head and there he was, grey hoddie and little hammer in hand...my savior. I smiled.

My smile just grew bigger and bigger every second I saw that boy swing that motherfucker hammer, every second that Jonathan's blood was spilled. I lool around in search pf the pther guy scared that he might try to grab but I get calm when i see him unconscious on the floor.

A few minuts later th cries stop and i look up, Jonathan was missing 3 teeths and face covered with blood, i think he could even have a brocken rib or something.

Am sitting on top of the car's capo when a feel a slight, fragile touch.

"You ok?" Wayne askes pulling a string of my hair behind my ear.

"...now I am." I smile to him and he returns a little small tiny one with a grin. I was about to say something else when he suddenly speaks

"Want to be my girlfriend or whatever?" He says looking exhausted, I chuckle

"Try a little harder and I might be." I say soflty with a small thin smile and he avoids my eyes but I still get to notice a small blush.

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Hey! So, yeah. This is my first ever published thing. Hope you enjoyed it and if you want a part two or to keep writing, am open to any suggestion! Am not very good with the warnings section so if you could help me with it, i would totally apreciate that!

Thank you for reading,

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