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zombryz · 1 year ago

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♡ all my suffering ♡ chapter 6

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Chapter Six

Pairings: Shigaraki x f!reader x Dabi

A/N: Hii my dear readers!! Please enjoy all the hurt, the angst, the "love", THE SMUT, and of course the action and fight sequences lol :3

Warnings: Specific to this chapter - blood, angst, possessiveness, smut (lots), quirk play, masochist!reader (sort of)

Word Count: 13k

Toga also started calling Tomura by his first name. You weren’t sure if this was to mock you or if she just felt left out. Either way, it was precious to hear her also refer to your boss by his first name. Every time you observed him acting strangely in response to her demonstration of friendship, you bit back a small chuckle. But he never did this to you. Actually, now that you think about it, you couldn't tell if he liked it or not when you called him Tomura. Unfortunately, at this time, it didn't matter. You were currently on a mission that Tomura alerted the league to earlier that morning. You were summoned to the woods by someone Tomura referred to as “The Doctor.” He didn't say much about the mission, but you knew it had to do with his strategy for overthrowing the hero society. You were all currently standing in what appeared to be the gloomy lair of the so-called “Doctor”. Only moments ago, you were face-to-face with a giant creature named Gigantomachia. The Doctor, who is sitting in front of the league, facing away from you and in front of multiple computer screens, supposedly set up the encounter with the giant. You were confused and out of breath because you had just prepared yourself to fight Gigantomachia when a black substance started pouring out of your mouth. The substance was similar to Kurogiri’s warp gate and allowed you to teleport from the mountains to this lair. You try to dial in to your surroundings by looking around the dark room. There are rows and rows of tanks filled with purple liquid, and inside are the bodies of Nomu. You are at the back of the group, standing next to Dabi and Spinner. Tomura, Toga, and Compress are in the front and have a clear view of the Doctor. Tomura began speaking with the doctor moments ago, but you were still taking in your surroundings, completely oblivious to what was being said. Dabi turns to you and signals that it's safe to put away your knives. You do as he says and try to listen to Tomura and the doctor’s conversation. You must’ve missed introductions due to being distracted, because it felt like there was already some tension.

“So why not lend me a hand, Doc?” Tomura hisses through his teeth, eyes filled with passion.

“You just sound like a kid playing a bad guy!” The doctor laughs in Tomura’s face, causing Tomura to straighten his posture in annoyance. “Anyways, I was always planning on helping out,” he adds in a more serious tone.

“Tomura, those ideas of yours seem deranged.” Toga chimes in, sounding a bit hurt by the words Tomura spoke that you weren’t paying attention to. You must’ve also missed the ”ideas” she’s referring to. “Like, do you also want to destroy,” she inhales deeply, “the things you love?” Toga frowns. Tomura turns his head slightly, looking over his shoulder.

"Well, I don’t particularly love anything.” Tomura’s eyes bounce from Toga’s to yours. He then turns back to face the doctor once more, swiftly breaking eye contact with you. His words sting your heart a bit; it’s not like you particularly love anything either, but you couldn’t help but think back to his drunken words about how much he would sacrifice for the league. You knew he cared for the league the way you cared for them. “I suppose I can give mercy to the things you love.” He adds to his response by waving her off. This causes Toga to cheer, and your heart settles a bit.

“You’re all far too weak; I can’t just hand over these powers.” The doctor says it in an ominous tone. Powers? Is he talking about quirks? Is he planning on giving us quirks? "But there is something you can do to prove to me that you’re ready.” He stands from his chair and continues, eyes bright: “Gigantomachia is a valuable member of the league, and he was All for One’s biggest fan. He hasn’t accepted you as his master.” He narrows his eyes and says, “If you can make Gigantomachia submit to you, then everything I have will be yours.” You never met All for One, but the league doesn't talk much about him. Apparently, he was Tomura’s master who got taken by All Might during a raid.

“Just so you know, I’m not helping.” Dabi chimes in and crosses his arms in displeasure.

“Is it because your fire didn’t work on him?” Toga calls him out, and you shoot him a wandering look, questioning why he’s been acting so weird since the last time you two slept together.

“No,” he hisses back, “I have a good potential ally in mind.” Dabi turns away from your questioning glare and looks at Tomura.

“Fine.” Tomura looks over his shoulder at Dabi and shrugs. What? So Dabi is just going to leave without saying anything?

Before you can object, the doctor pulls out a small nomu and twists the pipes sticking out of its head to teleport you back to Gigantomachia. You went to object, but it was too late; more black liquid started pouring from your mouth. You look at Dabi one last time, but he doesn’t look at you. Still confused and a little disoriented, you land next to Tomura, who is already approaching the giant man. You prepare yourself for battle and take out your knives.

“Hello,” Tomura says to Gigantomachia in a calm voice, causing the giant to growl at him. “Are you ready to submit to me?” Tomura’s voice grows dark, and it is unlike anything you’ve heard from him before. You remain behind him, ready to back him up any way you can.

Tomura starts running towards him, and before you can stop him, the giant man brings down his fist. Tomura luckily dodges it, but the wave of the blast causes him to be sent back a couple hundred feet in the air. Once out of sight, the giant rests his eyes on you. Oh shit. You weren’t as bold as your leader; instead, you took off running to put some distance between you and the giant, and luckily, he didn’t chase you. ---

It had been hours since you started fighting the giant. It was dark now, and it was as if Tomura had just started fighting. You had no idea how he had so much energy; you were exhausted. Twice assisted in making clones of all the league members, including yourself. It was rough constantly watching your clones get pulverized by the giant villain. You winced every time you saw yourself turn into gray goop. You, Spinner, and Toga decided to stay back in the tree line to watch the battle unfold. Tomura wasn’t letting up, though; he was determined to make Gigantomachia submit to him. If you were being honest with yourself, you were also irritated by Dabi, who just decided to abandon you. As you sat on a rock, twirling a random stick in your hand, you thought about how Dabi abandoned the group. It felt so unlike him.

Suddenly, everything went silent, causing you to drop the stick. The big guy tuckered himself out and fell asleep right in front of Tomura’s feet. You and the rest of the group quickly ran over to him and asked what you should do now. Tomura shrugged and peered ahead at what appeared to be a small cave illuminated by the moon and located beneath a waterfall. His features now covered in exhaustion, you realized he just wanted to sleep too. You and the rest of the league followed him into the cave. Spinner started a small fire, and everyone claimed a corner as their bed for the night. As you went to lay down with Toga, you saw that she was already resting on Twice’s lap. Spinner was paired up with Compress, which left you with Tomura. You hesitated for a moment, not sure of what to do. If you let him sleep on the ground, surely he wouldn’t be able to get any sleep, and neither would you. When you slid down the cave wall next to him, he looked at you through the hand on his face before taking it off and laying it down on the other side of him.

“Who was the ‘potential ally’ Dabi mentioned earlier?” You tilted your head to look at him as he undressed from his hands.

“That still bothering you, huh?” Tomura speaks in a monotone voice, probably due to his exhaustion. He saw your face earlier, when Dabi first mentioned that he was leaving. He knew you weren’t happy about it.

“What? No!” You deflect his acquisition by shaking your head before you add,“I-I just don’t get why he left at a time like this.” Your voice cracks, betraying your lie. “Trouble in paradise?” Twice chimes in from the other side of the room. You roll your eyes at him, shifting your attention back to Tomura.

“Listen,” he exhales slowly, “he does that from time to time,” Tomura adds in a lower voice than before to keep the group from eavesdropping. He then leans over to lay his head down on the pile of hands, choosing to face away from you. You calm your thoughts about Dabi and take in Tomura’s appearance. He had a bunch of cuts and bruises all over his face and hands, and it looked like he was trying to hide them from you.

“Don’t go to sleep like that.” Your tone is serious as you slightly tug at his coat, causing him to groan and lean back up to face you. He is looking at you with tired eyes and heavy shoulders, and it pulls at your heart strings. You couldn’t help but think both he and Dabi were avoiding you lately. Tomura could’ve easily asked you to heal him, but he didn’t. You furrow your brows, irritated with them both at this point.

“Are you mad at me now?” His question surprises you, but it causes you to relax your face and scoot closer to him. You sometimes hated that he could read your energy and know what was going through your head.

“No,” you huff, “now stop talking.” You bring your palm to his cheek, and he flinches at the sudden physical touch but soon sinks into your hand and doesn’t say another word. You activate your quirk, and he watches you in awe for what feels like the millionth time now. Your hair begins to float, and your eyes start glowing. He doesn’t move from your hand once you finish healing his wounds. Instead, he continues to stare into your eyes, scared to move because he doesn’t want to upset you again. The fire crackles beside you, and the warm light hits his face in a way that makes your whole body heat up.

“Are any of you hurt?” You call out to the rest of the league, but they all groan a no in response as they’re all so close to falling asleep. You turn your attention back to Tomura, who is now falling asleep in the palm of your hand. His eyes are slowly closing, but he is fighting his sleep as hard as he fought the giant today. “Here, I’ll take first watch.” You position yourself against the wall and pat your lap, indicating that he can rest his head there. He realizes what you’re saying, and his eyes widen a little.

“I can’t; I could accidentally kill you in my sleep.” He states it bluntly. He’s so tired now that he looks frustrated.

“Good thing I’ll be awake to activate my quirk if I have to.” You give him a promising smile, and he contemplates for a moment before accepting your offer. He positions himself to face the rest of the league with his back against the wall while he slowly and gently brings his head down onto your thighs. You can tell he is unsure about this because he isn’t putting his full weight on you. To make him more comfortable, you bring your hand down to his head and attempt to lull him to sleep by running your fingers through his hair. He tenses up at first, but after a few seconds, you feel his body weight shift, and he is drifting off into a deep sleep. You can’t help but watch his breath while he sleeps. You had never seen him sleep before, and you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. You were doing a terrible job of keeping guard because your eyes never left his sleeping figure. His long, bluish-grey hair was splayed out over your thighs, revealing his handsome face. His lips were slightly parted, and his lashes were long and matched his hair color. Watching him like this suddenly makes your stomach twirl. The extremely dangerous Tomura Shigaraki feels safe enough with you to let you protect him. What a sentiment. You couldn’t help but smile like an idiot. After about an hour, Tomura shifted in his sleep and wrapped his arms around your left leg to cuddle your thigh. You froze, prepared to activate your quirk, but his own quirk never activated. His palms were flat on your thigh, and you weren’t turned to dust. Still on edge, you slowly lifted his hands without waking him and placed them at his sides. You weren’t sure why decay didn’t activate in his sleep. Strange, you thought.

After another two hours, your eyelids started becoming very heavy. You were deep in your thoughts and even started to remember a little bit more from your past and your hero days. You had faint memories of someone you were close to just before returning to U.A. There was a man with red wings. Was it wings? Who knows. If you try to remember too much, you’ll get a headache. You didn’t like having nothing to do but think. There were even a few invasive thoughts about Dabi, and you were curious what he was doing while you had another man laying on your lap. You debated waking Tomura up to switch with you, but you wanted him to get as much sleep as possible. As if he felt your exhaustion, he stirred awake and sat up slowly, yawning. The fire had died down, so there was little light left in the cave. He looked at you and recognized the tired expression plastered on your face.

“Here,” he rubbed his eyes, “I’ll take over,” he says, shifting to sit up against the wall.

“Are you sure?” You silently hoped he was. You were beyond exhausted.

“Yeah, come here.” His words immediately give you butterflies. He takes off his coat and lays his head against the wall, revealing his Adam's apple, while he gives his lap a little pat and spreads his legs slightly. You give him a once-over before agreeing; he looks awkward, but you are too tired to care. You slowly bring your head down onto his lap and lay the opposite way he did, facing him instead of the rest of the league. You weren’t sure why you laid this way—maybe because you wanted to look at him while you fell asleep. He takes his coat and lays it over you. He brings his hand to your head the same way you did to him. His hand brushes gently over your hair, barely brushing you. When you smile softly, he decides to do it again and starts massaging your temples sweetly with his pinky finger still in the air. Tomura wasn’t big on physical touch, but it felt different with you. He has always had this urge to touch you.

“You didn’t dust me in your sleep.” You whisper, looking up at him with heavy eyes. He was already looking down at you, so your eyes met him instantly. This made your stomach flip. Luckily, it was somewhat dark in the cave, so he couldn’t see it. “You had all five fingers on me, and I didn’t have to activate my quirk,” you whisper again.

“Hmmm.” Tomura furrows his brows but continues to rub your temple as he diverts his eyes to the fire. You wanted to know what he was thinking but didn’t push further. Instead, you quickly gave in to sleep.

---

You only got an hour of sleep. The cave started rattling and shaking you awake forcefully. You felt Tomura’s arms wrap around you roughly as he pulled you into his chest. The cave walls were cracking, and rocks started falling from the ceiling. Gigantomachia found you. How did he find you? Tomura wrapped his arms around your head to prevent any debris from falling on you. You closed your eyes tightly and shifted your body closer to Tomuras, wrapping your arms around his waist. Once the attack stopped, the group shuffled to their feet to exit the cave. Tomura unfolds his arms slowly, revealing you sitting between his legs and clinging to him. You gently unwrap yourself and pull away from him, feeling embarrassed now.

“Are you okay?” Tomura flashes you a look of worry before grabbing your chin and checking you for injuries. He turns your head to the left and then to the right. You are too worried about him, so you swat him away gently before turning your attention to him instead. You lean into him once more to check for injuries. “I’m fine; are you okay?” You sit up slightly to get a good look at him. He seemed unscathed.

“Don’t worry about me. I’m going to make this bastard finally submit to me.” He rose to his feet, placed the hands back on his body, and started toward the entrance to the cave. There was a determination in his voice that made you believe him. As he exited the cave, you got up to follow him into battle. You only just noticed that you were wearing his long black trench coat that he covered you in the night before. It was gradually getting colder outside, but you knew he probably wouldn’t stop the fight to put his coat on. So you decided to wear it for now.

---

It had been a week since you started fighting Gigantomachia. The entire league, minus Dabi, was exhausted and frustrated at this point. It had been non-stop fighting, only allowing two to three hours of sleep at a time. You all started sleeping in shifts, except Tomura. He wouldn’t tell you this, but he would rather fight on zero hours of sleep than risk putting you in harm's way again like he did the first night in the cave. After all, for some reason, Gigantomachia started ignoring everyone but Tomura.

There were moments when Gigantomachia would fall asleep, which allowed the team to meet up to discuss game plans. That’s where you all are currently. You were all standing in a circle discussing ideas of what to do next when, all of a sudden, Twice’s phone started ringing. Everyone turns their attention to Twice as he pulls out his phone.

“It’s Giran! I wonder where he’s been; I’ve called him like a dozen times!” Twice shouts.

You recognized the name. Giran is the outside recruiter for the league and assists with getting costumes and weapons; he even helped Compress get his new arm. You think about Dabi for a moment and his “potential ally”, Maybe that's why Giran was calling. Your heart flutters trying to listen to the conversation when Twice’s face drops in fear.

“This isn’t Giren…” Twice alerts.

“A voice changer?” You add, and your face contorts in confusion as you listen to the weird robotic voice coming through the phone speaker.

“Who are you? Where’s Giran?” Twice yells into the phone.

There's an uneasy silence when the stranger answers.

“I’m the grand commander of the Meta Liberation Army.” The voice comes out staticky. “My name is Re-Destro,” he adds.

Tomura stands up and grabs the phone from Twice. Causing you to shift focus to your leader.

“First the Yakuza, and now the Liberation Army?” Tomura speaks into the phone. He holds it with two fingers, careful not to dust the thing. “Why are you has-beens suddenly appearing out of nowhere lately?” He sounds pissed off.

“Where is Giran?!” Twice yells again.

“Ah, I’ve got him right here, and he’s still alive; don’t worry. Our objective is to liberate all metahumans and to demolish the existing world to create a new one where people can be themselves.”

“You talk a lot.” Tomura groans.

“Interesting; I think we should explore that.” Mr.Compress chimes in.

“Give us back Giran, and then we’ll talk. We have bigger things to deal with right now.” Tomura attempts to conclude the deal.

“Oh, you’re mistaken. You’re not calling the shots right now…” Re-Destro answers smugly. Tomura growls in response. “How are those mountains? We’re watching you all on satellite right now.” Tomura thinks about dusting the phone, but you grab his hand before he can.

“I think we should hear him out.” Your eyes meet his, and he backs down, holding the phone out in front of you.

“Ah, Lady Medela, is that you? I heard you switched sides.” You hear Re-Destro’s cocky voice on the other side of the phone.

“What do you want from us?” You speak up.

“The league of villains has become too well known. We simply want to crush you so that we can start this war without you getting in the way.” You grit your teeth at his words. “Make your way to Deika City in the next hour if you have any chance of freeing your friend Giran. Then, you will decide if you stand against us or do nothing and be captured by the heroes that we will send to your location.” Tomura’s fingers are still on Twice’s phone while you stand under him close to the speaker. He’s heard enough now but still looks to you for confirmation before you send him a “yes” with just your eyes, giving him permission to dust the phone. He lays down his palm and completely dusts Twice’s phone.

“Hey! My phone!” Twice groans, reaching out for the dust particles.

“So, no good choices...” you start, still looking up at Tomura.

“No, so I guess we’re going to Deika City to crush these bastards.” He jumps down from the rock he was standing on.

“What?” You object and tilt your head at him. “You’ve barely slept in a week; there's no way you can fight like this.” You cross your arms, hoping that he’ll back down from your words.

Tomura doesn’t answer. Instead, he turns his body to speak into the earpiece that the doctor gave him when he first arrived here.

"Doctor, did you hear all that? How long do we have until the big baby wakes up?”

You can’t hear what the doctor is saying, but you’re almost positive he gives Tomura a number of hours.

“Perfect. Now, where’s Dabi?” Tomura says it out loud to no one in particular. This makes you perk up a little. Were you finally going to see Dabi again? “We’ll need an exit, Doctor.”

“We’re really going to fight him?” Toga questions.

“Have you noticed how the big guy always finds me no matter where I try to hide?” Tomura begins, and you think back to the moment in the cave when you were jolted awake by Gigantomachia’s attacks. "Well, I’m going to bring him with us to this fight. Re-Destro doesn’t stand a chance.” You look at Tomura and notice his features. He is confident in this plan, and you start to realize how great of a leader he is becoming. He is so smart and calculated, and you admire that about him. You would follow him into any battle.

Once again, the black substance starts pouring out of your mouth as you are teleported right outside Deika City. Your eyes immediately meet Dabi's, who is resting against a tree. He must’ve been summoned here as well. He looks at you briefly before turning his attention to Tomura.

“How did I get dragged into this?” he scoffs and rolls his eyes.

“Maybe because you’re part of this group.” You answered him with a little bit more of an attitude than you meant to.

As you all walk through the city, you notice how empty and quiet it is. It was almost like there was no-one home.

“Where is everyone?” Toga voices out.

“I get it now. The whole city is the army.” Tomura says.

After a few minutes of wondering around, a man in a black suit and glasses walks out onto the street to face you.

“Our guests have arrived! Welcome, welcome!” He creepily welcomes you. “Let the festivities begin!” he shouts before snapping his finger. Suddenly, tons of army members start flooding out onto the streets, ready to attack.

“Where is Giran?” Twice yells after the suited stranger.

"Oh, your friend? He’s with our grand commander.” He gestures to the tall building behind him. Bingo, that's your destination. You, along with the rest of the league, get into battle formation. You remove your knives from their holsters and hold them in either hand between your fingers.

The army members yelled out “Tomura Shigaraki!” all at once and pounced on him. There are so many of them. You take out two random men with sheer strength alone. Your first collide with their heads causing them to fall to the ground. You try to keep tabs on Tomura's movements, but he takes off towards the building with an entire mob of army villains in tow behind him. Without hesitation, you follow him, leaving the league behind. Dabi’s eyes follow what you’re chasing after, and he looks down, realizing you left him to follow Tomura. You slow down a little when you see Tomura swaying his feet as he also slows down a bit. Oh no, he's getting sloppy. He’s going to pass out. You knew he shouldn’t have rushed into battle with no sleep. The mob begins to catch up to him, so you run even faster to catch up before they can hurt him. Suddenly, Tomura jumps onto a stone fence and rushes back the opposite way towards the mob. He grabs one of the mob members faces and glides his hand across the bodies, disintegrating them all at once. Your eyes widen in horror; you have never seen him kill anyone, let alone that many people at once. All of those people, just gone. He jumped off the stone fence and landed right in front of you. Anger seethed out of his mouth like a rabid dog. He was panting heavily and was ready to grab you, but when you flinch, his face shifts when he realizes it's you and not another mob member.

“Tomura,” your voice comes out barely above a whisper, worry seeping over your face.

“I think I’m going to be sick.” He leans over and grabs at his ribcage, releasing the contents of his stomach onto the ground a few feet away from you. None of you have eaten in days, so it was mainly bile. You knew this battle wasn’t smart. He is overworking himself.

“It’s okay.” You gently pat his back, unsure of how to comfort him right now.

Dabi and Spinner catch up to you and try to understand what they just saw. Did Tomura really just kill all those people in one move?

"Well, if our leader isn’t sparing lives, then I’ll have some fun too.” Dabi laughs quietly to himself.

A couple of army members make their way to your location. Dabi quickly lights them up in flames. You protect your face from the heat and lean down to meet Tomura’s face. Your hair falls in front of your eyes, and you move it behind your ear. He looks at you from the side, and you give him a sweet smile.

“Are you okay?”

“I’ll be fine.” He’s breathing heavily, not as angry as before.

Once he is back on his feet, the streets begin to swarm with Twice clones. They’re all yelling that they’re here to protect you all, his comrades. You can’t lie; you feel the odds are much better with this many clones. You and Tomura speak to each other with just your eyes. You both decide to use the distraction to run towards the tower again.

“Twice, do you think you can clear a path?” Tomura asks the closest Twice clone in proximity.

“Of course, boss!” Multiple Twice’s answer at the same time.

Once you reach the tower, Tomura turns to you and looks over your head to get a couple of Twice clones' attention.

“Keep her here, will ya?” He asks the clones, and they oblige by grabbing your arms and pulling you away from him.

“What? N-No, let me go!” You fight back against the clones, but there are about five of them holding you down. “Let me help you fight!” Your eyes meet his, and there is a flicker of sadness in his eyes.

“I don’t know who is waiting for me up there, and if it's a boss fight, I can’t risk having you with me.” He softens his eyes a bit. You hate that he’s doing this by himself.

You call after him, but he is already in the building before you can fight any harder. Damnit. He’s going to get himself killed. Your heartbeat quickens, and you suddenly have a looming feeling fall over you.

After a few minutes of trying to fight your way out of the Twice clones’ grasp, you feel a thud and are then surrounded in gray goop. The Twice clones were taken out? By what? You duck, avoiding an attack from your right. It was an Army member. They’re strong too; they were able to take out Twice’s clones in one shot. You prepare yourself and start throwing punches. The army villain ducks your attacks and goes to activate his quirk when, suddenly, he is lit up by blue flames. So maybe he wasn’t so strong, and maybe Twice’s clones are getting weaker by the minute.

Your eyes meet Dabi's, and you see in his face that he knows what you’re about to do. Before you can even get the chance to think your body takes off running into the building of the tower that Tomura was in. Dabi was faster. He grabs your wrist and stops you, making you whine out in frustration.

“Let me go, Dabi!” You fight against him, but this is much harder than five Twice clones. You were so close to fighting alongside Tomura, but now he's still up there, alone. Dabi’s grip is hot and causes you to wince a little, but you ignore how painful it is.

“Wow, I thought I had more time.” Dabi’s face drops in realization, but you’re just as confused as ever.

“What are you talking about?” You reply through your spurts of trying to escape his grasp. You feel like a toddler trying to kick and scream to get what you want.

“You and Shigaraki,” The grip on your wrist loosens, and he drops your arm. You catch his eyes once more; his beautiful icey-blue irises begin to match his mood. To your surprise, you don’t immediately run inside the building once you’re loose this time. Instead, you look up at Dabi, not sure what he is trying to say to you. You furrow your eyebrows at him, hoping he’ll continue to explain what he's talking about.

“You care about him.”

“Yeah, well, I care about all of you.” You speak in a questioning tone, still not following and slightly irritated that he’s bringing this up now.

“You care about him more than the rest of us.” His face shows signs of sadness mixed with a hint of jealousy. “I know this because, for a while,” he pauses, “you looked at me like that.”

“Dabi,” you say, lowering your voice to match his tone. “Can we talk about this later?”

Dabi is angry now. He gets in your face and speaks down to you. “I’m not going to let you kill yourself for him all because of a little crush.”

Crush? CRUSH? He thinks you have a crush. On who? Tomura? How dare he make this whole situation miniscule just because he thinks something like that? Before you could scream at him, punch him, or whatever it was that you were feeling, all the windows in the tower above you shattered. You threw your hands over your head in an attempt to protect yourself from falling glass. Oh no, Tomura. Dabi grabs you once more and leads you around a corner where you are safe and both have eyes on the building. It looked like a giant hand was sticking out of the top floor and creating a giant hole in the wall from the outside. When you looked up, you saw Tomura fighting a man in a striped suit. This was the boss fight, you thought. It’s Re-Destro. He was running around his attacks, trying desperately to get his hands on him. Suddenly, Re-Destro grabbed Tomura with his giant hand and held him there. When Re-Destro flipped Tomura upside down, you yelled out to him, attempting to run towards the building, but once again, Dabi stopped you and kept you close to him. All you could do was watch. The ground shook beneath you when the building started collapsing. What was going on? Dabi grabs your hand, pulling you along with him as you run away from the building to seek shelter again. When you look back, you see another Tomura on the ground, touching the building. What? Then it clicked. The Tomura that was fighting Re-Destro was just a clone, and that’s why he didn’t want you to come up with him. After your realization, you gasp in a second realization. How is he doing that? Is his quirk evolving? You think back to when he just disenegrated that mob group; he didn’t touch half of those people, yet they still died. Was his quirk, decay, spreading? Can he disintegrate in larger quantities now and let it spread to other things it touches? You were in complete awe.

The battlefield is flattened, and you see what you assume is the real Tomura approaching a weakened Re-Destro who is lying in a pile of rubble. Once you’re at a far enough distance, Dabi lets go of your hand, and you both turn around to watch how this plays out. You listen to their conversation as much as you can, but you’re further out than you’d like to be. Tomura attempts to decay more of the ground around him but is caught off guard when Re-Destro jumps and smashes the debris with his giant fists. This causes Tomura to be sent flying backward. Re-Destro is quick; he is tuned into Tomura’s location before he gets a chance to land. Once he does, Re-Destro holds Tomura up by his arm, and you can see Tomura wince as his whole body weight is suspended in the air by Re-Destro’s thumb and pointer finger. Re-Destro is massive now. Your heart is racing as you watch this battle. Tomura goes to dust his hand, but Re-Destro grabs his other hand and has Tomura completely powerless now. Tomura winces again, and this time you hear him scream. His hand is crushed by Re-Destro. “Nooo!” You scream out, looking away as tears well up in your eyes. Was this it? Was Tomura about to die? “Dabi, help him!” You turn to face Dabi, tears now streaming down your face as you beg him not to let Re-Destro kill him. You felt helpless and powerless. All you can do is stand around and hope Tomura makes it out of this so that you can heal him.

Dabi starts leaving your side to engage in the battle when Re-Destro jumps back in pain. Tomura started to decay Re-Destro’s thumb, causing Re-Destro to release Tomura and throw him to the ground. Tomura then sits up and grabs his head in pain. You notice that his entire left hand is covered in blood as he rubs his temples. After a few seconds, Tomura is back on his feet and takes off running around Re-Destro. He’s fast, but not fast enough. Re-Destro creates a huge ball of purple energy and throws it right at Tomura. He once again goes flying through the air. He is taking hits left and right, and you cannot handle watching it, but at the same time, you can’t peel your eyes away. Through tears, you continue to watch the fight. The last hit must have broken Tomura’s left ankle because, when he stands up, he starts limping towards Re-Destro, dragging his foot behind him. He reaches down to grab the hand that he is always using to cover his face. He is in rough shape, and you’re not sure how much more he can take. His nose is bleeding, but he’s smiling. Why is he smiling? He is looking up at the sky as if he were remembering something. You’re worried now that he has a concussion. You need to heal him soon. Then, in an instant, the hand you’re used to seeing on his face is disintegrated by his own hand. He dusted it without a second thought, crushing it like it meant nothing at all.

“These are no longer necessary.” You hear Tomura speak loudly and confidently. It is the first time you have been able to hear his voice in this battle. It’s different. His voice is unwavering and not as whiny as it was before. There's a credence in his voice that’s raw.

Re-Destro ups his game by transforming himself into a giant-suited mech. Tomura quickly counters his moves by dusting his entire arm. He’s becoming cocky with his moves now. You weren’t sure what made him suddenly so much stronger, but you were so happy to see that he was winning. Tomura kneels down and starts decaying the ground beneath him, causing Re-Destro to fly away while pieces of his suit start slowly falling off. You and Dabi are further away when you notice Gigantomachia making his way to the battle. You figured things were about to get super ugly, so you tried to put some distance between you while still keeping your eye on Tomura. As Tomura decays the city around you, you notice all of the color leaving his hair. You’re not sure what you’re seeing, but it almost looks like it’s turning white. Re-Destro’s suit is totally destroyed now, and you see him start to flee. He looks terrified of Tomura.

“We need to get out of here. Shigaraki’s going to kill us.” Dabi gets your attention, and all you can do is nod. You take one last glimpse of Tomura and see him throw his head back in a sinister and freeing laugh. You have never seen him this happy. Aside from being worried that you’re going to die, you couldn’t help but smile seeing him like this.

As soon as you’re outside of the dust zone, the world goes silent. The ground settles, and the smoke starts dissipating. He must’ve won. You and Dabi make your way back over to Tomura and notice Spinner hiding behind a van. You group up with him and look into the valley where the building once stood. Your eyes catch Tomura’s figure once more. He looks so different from when you arrived. He stood tall, and his hair was as white as snow. He was covered in blood, and his clothes were mostly destroyed. He was only still wearing his black pants, which were ripped at the bottom. Your eyes make their way to his chest, and you instantly turn beet red. You had never seen Tomura shirtless, and now he was standing there in battle, shirtless and covered in blood. He was lean but still very muscular. Dabi made a tch noise when he saw what you were staring at so intently.

“Woah, when did Shigaraki get ripped?” Spinner’s mouth dropped open, and you bit back a chuckle. Hey, he said it, not you.

Re-Destro’s legs were missing. He must’ve cut them off to avoid them disintegrating. He was currently bowing to Tomura, and you took this as confirmation that the battle was over. He won. When you look over to the right, you see Gigantomachia bowing down to Tomura, as well as every single one of the Meta Liberation Army members.

“Ummm, are we supposed to bow?” Spinner asks.

“Fuck that. I’m not bowing.” Dabi crosses his arms, annoyed.

You silently admire the man before you. He has changed so much since that dreadful day that he kidnapped you. He was just a scared kid who was the leader of a few low-ranking villains. But now he had gained all of Re-Destro’s followers as well as the respect of a multitude of high-ranking villains. You don’t waste another second. You slide down the crater that Tomura created, leaving Spinner and Dabi behind the van. Your heart beats loudly in your chest, and you're breathing heavily, trying to cross the valley to make your way to him. You’re running as fast as you can. He had just finished whatever he was saying to Re-Destro when you reached him. Without thinking, your body collides with his as you wrap your arms around his neck, bringing him into a heartfelt hug. You didn’t even realize you were still crying. Tomura is thrown off balance a bit as he struggles to stay off his broken ankle. He is surprised and confused, but he accepts your hug. After a moment, he wraps his non-broken hand around your waist and rests his chin atop your head. He smiles gently and breathes in the smell of your hair. The smell of strawberries.

“I thought I was going to lose you.” You whimper into his chest.

“You didn’t believe in me?” He laughs into your hair. Even his laugh is different. He is so much more assured.

You both don’t say anything else. He just holds onto you until you pull away first. Once you do, you heal as much as you can of his wounds. The fingers that were completely crushed were gone, but you were able to heal the nubs of where his fingers once were, leaving him with two fingers on his left hand. He tries to make a joke about how he's lucky he’s right-handed, but you were too concentrated on healing his ankle. Only because he told you to, you heal Re-Destro’s legs so that he is at least no longer bleeding out. He then tells you that the league will come back with him, and he will provide lodging and food for the group.

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It had been a week since the fight in Deika City. After you were shown to the headquarters, you were each given a room inside the massive basement of the Meta Liberation Army, along with new clothing and new suits. Tomura was busy with Re-Destro, so you were left with Dabi, Spinner, Compress, Twice, and Toga. You wanted to see Tomura, but you knew that as the leader of such a huge front, it would be hard to speak with him whenever you wanted. You spent the week avoiding Dabi’s stares and passive-aggressive comments. You knew he wanted to talk to you about your "crush,” but you felt like you needed to figure out what it was you were feeling first before talking to someone else about it, let alone with a man that until recently you were sleeping with. Not to mention, you still feel something for Dabi. You found yourself watching him silently as he fidgeted with his coat, fixed his staples, or felt your breathing hitch in the back of your throat when he stood a little too close to you. As you were eating lunch with the league in a designated room, one of Re-Destro’s henchmen, Skeptic, came to grab you all for an announcement. He forced you to dress in elegant attire and to meet him downstairs at five. You dressed in a simple white dress and wore black heels to match. For the first time in a long time, you put on some makeup and brushed your hair. When you came downstairs, you noticed Dabi in a suit and tie. It was an odd sight, but he looked as handsome as ever. He was struggling with his tie, so you slowly made your way over to him to assist. He dropped his hands and allowed you to help him. There was a tension in the air that you ignored.

“These things are always so itchy.” He complains.

“Well, let’s hope it’s just for tonight.” You give him a soft smile, and he looks down at you with joyless eyes.

As you fix Dabi’s tie, he brings his hands back up to yours and gently rubs your palm with his thumb. You shudder and look away from him, but he brings your face to his and gives you a small kiss on your forehead as a thank you. He says nothing else, and before you can react, Skeptic walks into the room. You all followed Skeptic into an elevator and down three levels of stairs that opened up into a giant convention-style room that held close to 100,000 people. Your jaw dropped when you saw them all. Skeptic brought you to the back side of the building so that you would walk out on a stage where Re-Destro and Tomura were already seated. There was a throne in the center of the stage, and sitting on the throne was Tomura. He was wearing a giant, fluffy red cape and a suit and tie underneath. His hand was in a brace that gave his two fingers support. He had one of the hands he used to dress with on his face, assuming it wasn’t the same one he dusted in battle. His other hand was in a black sleeve that would keep him from accidentally decaying anything. His white hair fell a little past his shoulders now, and he looked so clean and soft. It was nice to have access to showers whenever you wanted. When you peered around the throne, you noticed his legs were spread as he nonchalantly sank into the throne. He looked the part of a king.

As if he felt you near him, he turned to face you as you walked up next to his throne. You looked down at him, ignoring the crowd in front of you, and it felt like you were the only two people in the room. He instantly released the breath he had been holding this whole time. You were like a safety net for him, and he never knew why, but when you were around, he was less anxious.

Re-Destro then introduces Tomura as the new grand commander and the king of villains, and you all as “The Paranormal Liberation Front.”. The crowd cheers, and you smile for them. Once the room starts clearing and you exit the stage, you find Tomura and make your way over to him. You approach him nervously with your hands behind your back. Your heels clicked as you walked, causing him to turn around and look at you.

“Hey.” He speaks first. His voice really is different now; it wasn’t just that day in Deika City. It is deeper, and you can’t help but like it.

“Hi,” You respond calmly, but inside you’re shaking. You feel so small in his presence. Somehow, he seems taller. Maybe it’s because his posture is straighter, but he’s always towered over you, so that can’t be it. You don’t know why you’re so nervous; this isn’t your first conversation with him. "Tomura Shigaraki, the King of Villains, has a nice ring to it. ” You try to lighten up the awkward tension.

“Yeah, I suppose it does.” He takes the hand off of his face—a small gesture that shows that you still hold a special place for him. He doesn’t bother taking off his hand mask for the others, especially now that he has an image to uphold. “You look nice.” He looks you up and down, and your face starts to heat up.

“So do you.” You look away from his gaze, suddenly aware of his eyes on your body.

“I want you to come with me.” He says this in a quiet voice, not taking his eyes off your face.

“Okay, where are we going?”

He says nothing; instead, he takes off down the corridor with his cape flowing behind him. You follow him without question. He leads you down more stairs, deeper and deeper into the basement. Once you arrive at a large iron door, he pushes it open, revealing the lair from before your fight with Gigantomachia. It was where you all first confronted the doctor. So that’s where it was. He walks you into a room that is just past all of the giant purple tanks filled with Nomu. It is a medical room with a terrifying chair in the middle that has wires and tubes sticking out of it from all directions. There is medical equipment all over the room, and there’s a screen that shows brain scans. To the left of the chair, there is a line of windows that allow someone on the outside to view in; however, there is no one in sight. You’re confused about why he brought you here. You turn around to face him, and he is already looking at you. His hands are behind his back, and he looks like he has something on his mind.

“Tomu-” You start to say something, but he quickly interrupts you.

“My quirk manifested during my battle with Re-Destro.” He walks closer to you, and your heart starts beating faster. You weren’t scared of him, but he did make you nervous because, for the first time in a while, you couldn’t read his moves. “It not only disintegrates something I touch but also whatever is connected to it.” He leans in even closer to you and grabs your left hand with his right one to bring it up to your face. He is holding it out in front of you with just his thumb, pointer, and middle finger. He slowly adds his ring finger, and you freeze.

“T-Tomura, what are you-” You prepare to activate your quirk.

Then he brings down his pinky finger so that all five of his fingers are holding your hand. He is palm to palm with you, and his fingers are wrapped around yours gently. His hand is a little clammy, and you can tell he’s just as nervous as you are. He gently rubs the top of your hand with his thumb as he brings his eyes to meet yours. When you look back up at him, you realize he was much closer than he was moments ago. His face was inches from yours.

“I can control decay now.” He smiles a little as he looks at your lips.

You smile back, and you’re not sure why there are tears forming in your eyes. You’re just so proud of him. You pull him into a hug, but the motion causes him to trip over a medical wire. He falls towards you, causing you to fall backward into the metal chair behind you. You clench your eyes shut, bracing for impact, but it doesn’t come. You are now lying in the chair with Tomura’s knee between your legs. His arms are stretched out at the sides of your head, and he is caging you in, his hair messily falling over his face and yours. It tickles a little, but you can’t help but feel heat rushing through you. He is panting, and your heart is racing. He is looking at you with those crimson eyes, lust covering his features. You notice his eyes flickering at your lips multiple times. You don’t care anymore; you take the opportunity that is laid out in front of you. You grab his tie and pull him roughly into you. His eyes widen as you kiss him like you’ve wanted to since you first laid eyes on him. He freezes for a moment, but then he melts into your kiss. He moves his right hand away from the side of your head and uses it to grab your face to hold you closer to him as he wraps his fingers around the back of your neck. He pulls his knee up a little until it is flush with your heat. This sends a wave of ecstasy through your body that makes you moan into his mouth. Your reaction makes him smirk as he takes your bottom lip into his, and he bites harder than you’re used to. He sucks your lip gently after, and you want more of him. You sit up a little to kiss him harder, but he pulls away from you and off the chair, leaving you whining for him. No, no, no! When you look at him, he is facing away from you and out the windows into the hallway. Unsure of what just happened, you wait for him to speak first.

“I can’t.” His voice isn’t as confident as before. It was staggering a bit, and he sounded in pain. “I can’t do this to you. I can’t hurt you again.”

“I don’t understand.” Your voice betrays you, and you once again feel so small. You have so much of yourself to give to him, but he refuses to take it. To take you. You have been chasing him for what feels like forever. Now that you’ve caught him, he doesn’t want you. This stings.

He won’t look at you.

“Tomura, can you look at me, please?” You’re practically begging him at this point. Tears threaten to spill again, and he must hear this in your voice. He does what you ask and turns around to look at you. He looks sad too; the smile he wore moments ago is now downturned.

“Pretty soon I’ll be put in one of those tanks over there.” He walks over to you again and squats in front of you so that he can meet your height on the chair. You furrow your brows at him in confusion.

“What?” None of this makes any sense.

“My body has to undergo several modifications that are going to take months to complete.” He is looking at you with sad eyes. “That’s why I brought you down here so that you could hear it from me and not from Dabi.”

“Dabi knew?” You’re not sure how to feel about this.

“Don’t be mad at him; I told him to keep quiet.” He tries to console you by rubbing little circles on your thigh.

“Well,” You look up at him with doe eyes and grab his hand from your thigh to hold it in your lap. “I-I can wait for you.” You add, sniffling a bit.

“Y/N…” He starts. “This war is going to start soon, and I can’t promise that I’ll even make it to the end.” The realization sinks in, everything you all have been working so hard for is starting to catch up. You feel like your knives are poking at your heart, and as your tears threaten to spill again, you feel like there are needles in your throat. How did we end up here? “Dabi will keep you and the rest of the league safe.” Ouch, another sting to the chest.

“Can we just have tonight and worry about the war tomorrow?” You say it as though it’s the easiest solution in the world. You both know it’s not. Once you open that door, there is no going back, and Tomura knows this. He didn’t even want to care about you as much as he does. Heck, he didn’t want to care about the league as much as he does. He doesn’t know what to do; you’re pulling at his heart strings. You notice that he’s lost in thought; you try to bring him back to reality, and the next thing that comes from your lips is a total accident. “Tenko?” He freezes. He forgot that he had told you his name. His real name.

“Come with me.” He grabs your hand, and he pulls you off the chair quickly. He pulls you up stairs and elevators. His pace is quick, and you’re dragging behind him on your heels. They make it hard to walk as fast.

After you two get in the elevator, you’re super curious about what's going on. He has a sweet smile on his face, and he’s still holding your hand even though you’re just standing in the elevator. Now that he can touch you, he’ll never let go. Once you reach the 4th level above ground, he pulls you out of the elevator, but you’re not quite going as fast as he’d like you to.

“Tomura, wait, my legs are shorter than yours, and I’m wearing heels!” You shout at him.

He lets go of your hand briefly, turns around, and lifts you up over his shoulders. Well, this position sure feels reminiscent of when you got kidnapped. “Need I remind you that I’m wearing a dress?” It wouldn’t matter anyway. There seems to be no one around, but still, you didn’t want to expose yourself to anyone in the army who happened to walk by. You’re giggling now, and you hear him laugh softly. He lays his modified left hand across your ass to cover your underwear, which may or may not be showing. The action causes you to blush. Once you reach your destination, he puts you back on your feet. There’s a door, similar to your bedroom door but much grander. There are gold accents all around the French doors that he is currently leading you into. Once in the room, your jaw drops. There is a massive bed with red velvet sheets and a huge, dark stone wall behind it. To the backside of the room there is a fireplace that is currently lit, and to the left of it there is a balcony that has not one, not two, but three different doors to walk out onto it. Circling around, there is a walk-in bathroom with a jacuzzi bathtub and a gold plated shower.

“What do you think?” Tomura takes in your reaction. He was equally blown away when he saw it.

“It’s fit for a king.” You say this, running your fingers through his cape, causing him to chuckle a bit. He still didn’t believe it himself.

“I was thinking you could stay in here while I’m,” his voice lowers, “you know... anyways, I wouldn’t want it to go to waste.” You turn to look at him, and your eyebrows raise in surprise. He was just going to let you stay in his room? “Just don’t…” He thinks about staying quiet but he says it anyways, “Sleep with Dabi in my bed.” His face shifts uncomfortably, and a weird jealousy takes over his features.

“Tomura!” Your jaw drops again, but this time in offense. You playfully hit him, and he swerves away laughing. “I don’t even know what’s going on with that anyway.”

He moves closer to you and looks into your eyes again. This time, the lust from earlier returns, but it’s much more sinister and filled with need. "Part of the reason I said that I can’t have you is because once I have you, I won’t want to share you.” His voice is deep and dipped in possessiveness. He closes the gap between you and grabs the back of your neck, where you left off earlier. His thumb runs along your bottom lip, making the butterflies return to your stomach. He uses his left hand to unhook his cape from his neck, and you hear it fall to the floor.

“If you want me to be yours,” your breaths become heavier, and your knees start to buckle. “Then make me yours.” You whisper seductively.

He takes that as his queue. He’s towering over you, and you can feel that you’re already so wet for him. How embarrassing, you think. The thumb that was rubbing your lip was quickly replaced with his mouth. He places gentle, open mouthed kisses on your lips. His mouth laps over yours as his tongue battles yours for dominance. You submit to him, making him softly growl into your mouth. He removes his mouth to kiss your jaw and then down your neck, forcing your head upwards, giving him more access to you. He starts kissing down your collarbone and down to your breast. Once he reaches your nipples, he realizes that he is leaning over quite a bit. He then gets on his knees in front of you to run his hands up your body. What a sight, the king kneeling for you. His right hand grips the back of your thigh as he kisses down your stomach through your dress. Your hands are in his hair now, pulling at his soft white locks. He whimpers into your stomach, and this makes your legs quiver. He pushes your dress up, revealing your pretty lace underwear.

“The Meta Liberation Army gave you this dress, right?”

“Yeah, why?” You respond breathlessly.

He grips the fabric and dusts it completely. Your breath hitches, and you’re now standing before him in nothing but your bra, underwear, and heels.

“What if I liked that dress?” You feign innocence, pouting down at him.

“Too bad, I like you without it on.” He nips at your hips, and you watch him loop his fingers around the band of your underwear, encouraging you to step out of them as he pulls them to your ankles. He takes a moment to also unclasp your heels and pull them off while he kisses your shins. He throws them across the room and brings his attention back to your now bare core. He places sweet kisses on your inner thighs as he slowly trails his right hand further up your leg. His fingers dance around on your skin, making you shiver. His fingers and his lips reach your core at the same time. His fingers spread you open softly. He looks up at you one more time for confirmation, and you give him a small nod, making him bury his face into your soaking cunt. You moan loudly at the sudden jolt of pleasure. It’s as if he is trying to memorize every move your body makes as he continues to drown out your moans. You can barely stand now as you ride his face. He is supporting your weight with his left hand while he circles your clit with his tongue. He adds his middle finger to the mix and parts your entrance as he slowly inserts his finger into you. You clench around him as he pumps his finger in and out. Your lewd sounds make him pull his face away to bite his lip. He’s looking up at you again, and you are feral for him. You want more; you need more. He goes to continue, but you tug at his hair to yank his head back. He whimpers slightly as his adam's apple bobs up and down. He is so hot, and you don’t really know how to express how much you want him. You drop to your knees to kiss him. He melts instantly under your touch. You’re nearly growling, and you want to rip his clothes off. As you sloppily kiss him, you tug at his tie, pulling it over his head. You struggle a bit with his buttonup shirt, and it makes you whine in frustration.

“Dust these.” You demand it in-between rough kisses. Your lips move down his jaw and down his throat.

Without so much as a thought, he does what you ask. If you weren’t holding his lips captive, he would’ve responded promptly with a "yes, ma’am.” He pulls his hand from your thigh and places it on his chest. What was once a suit is now dust. His clothes crumble beneath his touch.

There it was. His chest. His muscles. Your fingers run down his sternum, and you can feel his heartbeat racing. Your hand goes lower and lower until it reaches his already hard cock. You press your finger to his tip, and when you pull away, there is a string of glistening pre-cum attached. You smile into his kiss and rest your forehead against his for a brief moment. He is beyond desperate for you. His hips buckle in your hand as you gently wrap your hand around him. He’s big. He lets out a raspy moan, and when you look him in the eyes, you swear you could come just by how he's looking at you. He looks so needy, and his cheeks are burning red. You know exactly what you want. You blink at him slowly and kiss his lips gently once more.

“Can you lay back for me?” You ask him with big doe eyes. How could he deny you?

“U-uh, yeah, sure.” He stutters cutely before lying back with his hands behind his head.

You position yourself and take his cock in your hands once more. You look up at him, and he looks nervous as he bites back his moans. You wonder for a moment if this is his first time. You smirk and bring your mouth down. You lick the pre-cum off his tip and push your head down agonizingly slow. He groans loudly and hisses through his teeth as soon as you bottom out. He struggles to keep his composure and moves his hands out behind him to grab the bedside table, which almost knocks the lamp over. You start to bob your head up and down his length and moan sweetly while you suck him slowly. He doesn’t mean to, but he moves his hips up every time you come down so that he can bottom out again and again. This makes you choke a little, but you don’t care. You just want him to feel good. He brings his good hand to your face, pushes your hair out of your face, gathers it together, and holds it above you.

“G-god, you’re s-so pretty.” He struggles to get the words out, but he doesn’t fail to make you blush. His words of affirmation don’t stop there. “I-I’ve wanted you for so long.” You allow him to fuck your mouth senseless now. He deserves it. You have tears welling in your eyes, but you’re so into it you don’t care. Your hips are also moving, as you're practically dry humping the air. He notices this and brings your face down one more time before pulling you off of him. You’re almost sad to lose your attachment to him, but he leans over to caress your cheek, and you close your eyes and smile. He moves to stand up, and you follow suit. He pulls you to stand with him, and he leans over a bit to pick you up and throw you onto the bed. Once you’re sprawled out on the silky sheets, he takes his large palm down and places it on your abdomen. He rubs your stomach all the way up to your breasts, and he gently massages the right one as he brings his face down to meet yours. He kisses you hard and then pulls away. “Come here, angel.” He demands it, and you completely oblige. You’re not sure when the roles switched, but you didn’t care. You just wanted him to do whatever he wanted. He was your king, after all. He man-handles you and flips you around. Your ass is now in the air, and he is positioning himself with your entrance, using your slick folds to lubricate his length. He palms your ass before he pumps into you roughly. You yelp, and he does it again. He is being rough but still allowing you a moment as he settles into you. He rocks his hips deeper and deeper until he almost bottoms out inside you. You struggle to take him all in. You’re nearly drooling now as he places his hand on your head, making you sink lower and lower into the bed. Your hair is messily sprawled out over the sheets, and he keeps his hand on your head as he fucks into you harder and harder. “Good girl.” He leans down to your ear and moves your hair out of your face. Your moans are muffled by the sheets, but you don’t hold back. You honestly didn’t care who could hear.

“Tomu-” You try to whine, but it is lost in the sheets.

“What is it, baby?” He brings his face down to yours again, kissing your nose softly.

“Y-you’re too big.” You whimper as he bottoms out again and again. It feels like he’s in your stomach, but it hurts so good.

“You’re being such a good girl for me; do you want me to stop?”

“N-no!” You cry out in pleasure.

“That’s my girl.” You can hear the sinister smile in his voice.

He lifts your hips a little more as he tries to get as deep as possible. He folds himself to snake his hand underneath you to grab your chest. Once he hugs you from behind, he starts fucking you relentlessly. He lays his forehead in between your shoulder blades and leaves a trail of kisses each time you cry out his name. He doesn’t want to come yet, so he leans up and twists you around. He leans himself onto the headboard as he pulls you up and onto him. He treats you as his own personal toy as he lines your hips up with his. Although he was at the bottom, he was in charge. He fills you up again, and you throw your head back, riding him as slowly as you possibly could.

“Oh my god,” your voice is shaking. He feels so good inside you. He keeps his eyes on you as you bounce on his cock. His hands move from your hips to your breasts. He squeezes them, pushes them together, and squeezes them again. He swears he could come just by watching you lose yourself in pleasure. You grab his right hand and bring it up to your throat.

“Dust me.” You demand as you rock back and forth.

“Are you sure?” He is a little hesitant and doesn’t know if you fully know what you’re asking for.

“Yes.” You open your eyes, and they’re glowing.

He uses his quirk, and you moan loudly. His finger tips try to disintegrate you as your quirk protects you and heals your skin just as quickly as it breaks down. It was like a game of chicken. The danger sends you over the edge.

“Tomu, I’m going to come.” You cry out. His hand is still around your throat. His jaw goes slack as he watches you fall apart and ride out your orgasm. He whimpers as he tries not to come inside you.

You’re sensitive—too sensitive. Your body jolts a bit as you stop using your quirk. You fall into his chest, and he kisses your forehead. There is a moment of silence before you start rocking your hips back and forth again.

“Tomura, please, I want you to come.” You beg, and he brings you closer to him. He sits up a little, wrapping his arms around you as he fucks up into you once more. He grabs the back of your waist and kisses your chest. You throw your head back, on the edge of coming again.

“Where do you want me to-”

You cut him off with a kiss to his lips. “Come inside me.”

He perks up at your words but has no objections. He pulls you even closer as his moves start to slow. After a few more pumps, “I-I’m going to come.” He whines into your mouth.

“Fill me up, please. I want you so bad.” You bring your mouth to his neck and leave open-mouth kisses on his neck while he shoots his hot ropes inside you. The sensation makes you clench around him, milking him for all he’s got while you ride out your orgasm for a second time.

He stays inside you for minutes after you both come. You’re both breathing heavily, and he’s resting his forehead on yours. You don’t dare move, not wanting to leave this moment. He pulls away first, like he always does. He kisses the tip of your nose and moves the hair out of your face.

“My whole life I had an itch that I couldn’t scratch, no matter what I did it would always come back…” He starts, and you lift your head to look up at him. His eyes are filled with sadness, but you’re not sure why. “The itching stopped the moment you came around.” Your heart suddenly feels heavy. You’re not sure how to respond, so you just stare at him, admiring him. Before you could say anything, he kissed you.

You fell asleep in his arms as he rubbed your temples, just like the night in the cave. He didn’t sleep, though; instead, he watched you sleep. He wondered how someone so beautiful could be with him, right here in this moment. Maybe in a different life, you two would happily share your lives together. Maybe in a different life, Tomura wouldn’t be the king of villains. Instead, maybe he had a normal childhood that would still lead him to you, but in a much gentler way. Maybe he would bring you flowers and ask you to be his girlfriend. Maybe you would say yes, and you would lay under the stars together. He smiled at the thought of something that could only happen in another life.

The next morning, you woke up to an empty bed. If you weren’t wrapped in his cape, you would’ve thought you dreamed up your whole night with him. As you sit up and look around, the light from the sunrise floods through the curtains of the balcony, and you have an overwhelming feeling of heartache coursing through you. “Can we just have tonight and worry about the war tomorrow?” Your own words ring through your head, and you’re quickly brought to tears. It’s tomorrow. He’s gone. He didn’t even say goodbye. What now? What do you do now? You suddenly feel so alone. After crying for a few minutes, you hear a soft knock at the door with the sound of Toga’s voice asking if you were in there and that she has clothes for you.

“Coming.” You walk over to the door and open it.

She gives you a soft smile before walking through the doorway. She hands you the clothes, and you shuffle to put them on.

“The doctor sent me to get you. He said he wants to talk to you about an idea he has for your quirk.”

You furrow your eyebrows in curiosity. The sudden thought of Tomura down there in a tank with all the Nomu invades your brain.

“You don’t have to go yet if you’re not ready.” She notices the strange look on your face and tries to console you.

"No, it’s okay; I’ll go.” You send her a sweet smile, and you both start walking towards the door. You look back at the room and see Tomura’s cape laid across the bed. Your eyes shift down before you inhale and step out of the room.

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Security: Mr. Compress Chapter 6

[You are a security guard at a museum with a personal secret when you have the misfortune of crossing paths with the league of villains. Stain’s first surviving victim with amputee legs ex-hero called the Void (aka Void=reader x Mr. Compress) Origin chapter and previous chapter 5]

The heist went off without a hitch and now you are hitched! Yay!

Warning: Mentions of suicide, cheating, marriage, quirk kink, smutty smuts, cussing, cannon divergence

"Fuuuuuccccckkkk!" you wailed to the ceiling.

It was bad enough that you got lost in the Hall of Heroes. It's such bullshit. What is worse is you are lost in it with Shigaraki. He smirked like a ghoul watching your ass sway as you walked.

"Do you want to? I can try to make it quick," Shigaraki leered. You growled at him in disgust.

"I don't know what you're talking about?" your words dripping with venom, "Even if I did. I am sure there was an agreement that no one was going to talk about it again."

You hissed at him like a poisonous snake. He snickered like a smug asshole and followed you like an eager puppy. Only he was putting too much faith in your navigation. You stopped to get your bearings when you felt scrawny, worm-like limbs wrap around your waist. You made a strangled squeal and jolted in Shigaraki's arms.

"Hypothetically, I can still remember how tightly your wet pussy clutched at me, seeking comfort, sweetly offering me solace. How that body begged for more. It was only satisfied when it was drunk on cum from my cock. Like a good little slut that knew its proper place and was obedient to its leader," he whispered in your ear. Pressing the hard-on hidden by his jacket against your ass. You shudder in disgust while rolling your eyes.

"Ugh! Who talks like that? We're not in a hentai or a romance novel. Pathetic," you snarked, pulling away to the right. This is starting to look familiar. The map was up to date, and you are beginning to wonder if there is a quirk at work here. A harsh grip on your wrist brought you back to meet Shigaraki's cruel crimson eyes.

"Fine then. I'll be blunt. Submit to me because we are sexually compatible, and I can take better care of you. I like Compress, but he is an assistant to the main act. He is always hiding during a real fight. Take my gracious offer and be mine," he rasps coldly. He removed the severed hand from his face to see his demanding expression pierce your soul. It sent chills down your spine.

"We're the ones taking care of you," you point out. You move to pull from his grip, only to have him press you against a wall to invade your mouth with his tongue. Shigaraki has become a nightmare and a good kisser, it made your heart flutter in fear and lust, and you hated it. He shoves his hand between your legs, rubbing his fingers over your clothed pussy and moaning in your mouth. You don't want to feel anything but contempt for Shigaraki. You have had enough of him toying with you.

"You're getting wet for me," he breathed between kisses. You bit the tender flesh of his lip, and he jerked from you, a tint of red staining his lip. He touched your bite, pulling his fingers away and examining the blood. Rubbing his fingers together, unconcerned with your bite as he gets a whiff of you and combines your slick. He smirks and licks his fingers before putting Father back on his face. That made you shudder again, but at least he had let you go.

"You are such a brat. A cute one. But a dumb brat, nonetheless. When you are done playing with him, you'll run to me. I'll take you back. Nice and hard the way you like. I don't run like others we know. Step aside. I'll take the lead like always. Hang back," he snarls, walking ahead.

Such an asshole, you think as you follow along. He decays a wall and creates an exit straight through the building.

"Shigs. I'm with Mister Compress. Get over it. I'm sure you'll be crawling with poon after the big revolution. We are already getting quite the reputation. Chicks dig power and scars. I think we make better friends than lovers," you sigh. He looks at you with his evil red eye around the fingers of Father, and you take a step away from him.

"I don't want some other chick or just be friends. Never say anything that cliché and disgusting to me again," he gravels through gritted teeth. He reaches out and touches the wall, making it crack and crumble. It was ominous and set you on edge. You don't want to talk about this anymore. You will be friendly and hope he gets the hint that's where you want him to stay, in the friend zone.

"You haven't been getting enough sleep or enough to eat since we have been fighting that giant callus. Let Mister marble you, and we'll pick up some food afterward. You're pushing yourself too hard. We didn't need you to be on this job," you tell him before a coughing fit from the dust in the air.

"If I weren't here, you would be lost and alone with him," Shigaraki seethed. You rolled your eyes and shook your head. Helping Shigaraki, has everyone exhausted. The doctor gave them some money, but the truth is they needed more, and they had been eating nothing but dried noodles.

"Fuck you are cranky. It would help if you ate something other than noodles and energy drinks. It's doing a number on our bodies. I've already gained weight, but you are losing weight. Plus, I want to see my Mom. It's been a while since I've seen her," you tell him. He crumbles another wall. You squeak in shock when he is in your face, pulling your hair and pressing against you, shoving his knee between your legs.

"I'm cranky because my ex-hero slut hasn't figured out how things are and made the right decision on who to pick. I loathe hearing you two fuck. You should be opening this yappy fucking mouth to catch my jizz and licking the cream from my tip. Not saying stupid things," He snarls. You are shaken at how he has trapped you again. He grinds his knee harder against your clit and threatens to lay all five fingers on your throat as he pulls Father off to kiss you. You giggle.

"Make that super cranky," You tease with a huge grin. He looks so enraged, and you know that expression all too well. He wants to ravage you and is about to when you both hear Twice calling for you. With a growl, he decays the wall you are pressed against and pulls you away, muttering and scratching himself. It's ok, you think. You would have used your quirk had he tried anything serious. These are just growing pains until Shigaraki is adjusted to his role.

"Ex-hero, dumb slut. Giving other men that look and your pussy. I hate that. Try to friend-zone me again. Forget about your Mom. We're your family now," He mumbled.

"Awwww, Shigs. Never knew you cared so much?" You chuckled when you met with the rest of the group. Leaping into Mr. Compress's arms. Whispering in his ear. He nods and uses his quirk on Shigaraki.

"Presto!" Compress says as threw him to Twice.

"You have three hours before Gigantomachia comes for him. The marble will pop in two. Void and I will get some food and meet you at campsite four," He tells them as you make your way to your SUV. Spinner has become good at boosting cars, so you're not worried about their ride situation. But you have remained untouched by the heroes and used your vehicle. The seats are plush and soft, with a faint scent of leather. Sako looked across the seat at you with intense desire in his eyes. You felt her heart beating faster as he reached out and cupped your face in his hands. He leaned in and softly brushed his lips against yours, sending a thrill through your body.

"First big heist. I want to fuck on the treasure before we give it back," you gasped. You could feel Sako smile against your lips as his kiss deepened. His tongue ran along your lips, tasting you as if he wanted to savor every moment. The kiss grew more passionate as both lost yourselves in the moment, hands exploring each other's bodies, your hearts pounding with anticipation. By the time they finally pulled away, both of you were flushed and out of breath, their hearts still racing.

"Do you have loot? Everything that was on the list?" You asked between gasps for air.

"Of course I do. I'm not a low-brow amateur. I bought us some time so we can go to the love hotel and fool around," Sako purred. You couldn't help but giggle.

"Fool around, huh?" You teased and watched him blush. It made your heart flutter. When you hear a cough coming from your back seat, both of you cringe in astonishment when you remember giving Spinner your spare key. Toga was a surprise, though.

"Way to go, Mister," Toga giggled, hiding her blushing face behind her hands. You both pull apart, chagrin washing over you. You know it's not that simple, not with your quirk. The twin-size hole inside you, the one your Uncle warned you would only grow with each generation, looms large. You glance at Toga and her psychopathy and realize that perhaps it would be better for everyone if you never had kids. Spinner interrupted your thoughts.

"Sorry to interrupt, but we need a lot of supplies, and we figured you needed help mailing the items to the family. I ordered them online, and they are pay on pick up, so cash only. It would be better if we used a car that wasn't boosted. We are less likely to get caught," Spinner explained when a text came in. There go your plans to fornicate on gold, but this would be easier with help.

MOM: The carrots are on sale near Mike. Bring Hiro and visit your mother.

You throw your car into gear and speed your way down the roadway to the screams of shock and terror of everyone in the vehicle.

"My love, I don't mean to question you! But getting the attention of the authorities by speeding might be counterintuitive to what Spinner suggested," Mr. Compress says, buckling his seat belt and holding his hat in terror as you weaved through traffic like a mad woman.

"MOM SAID CARROTS ARE ON SALE!" You screamed in utter terror. When they stared at you like you were insane, you briefly explained, "It's code for an emergency. Near mikes is the safe house."

Your heart is pounding. You are so scared of what you might find. Praying that Mom was ok and nothing terrible had happened. When you see the safe house at the docks, her car was still in the parked in front, the front door wide open of the warehouse, you panic. You barely parked when you jumped out, glad the SUV jerked to a stop on its own as you raced into the building.

You are going to kill anyone that hurt her. You burst in to see your Mom in heavy makeup talking to an ex-con cult leader like they were old friends. You know this guy. He was your Mom caught over twenty years ago. You are next to him in a split second, and your fifty-pound prosthetic metal leg swinging to cave in his head when you hear a gasp and look to see Tetsuo. A flawed man you felt so close to, he was like a brother, squeaked like a scared mouse. You can't let him see his masterpiece kill.

You push the kick higher at the last second. The priests smile and say, "My god, it has been forever. You have gotten so big." The equilibrium is thrown off, and you tumble head over heels into the wall. Sako and your Mom are helping you stand as you feel the need to fight instead of flight. You wobble on your feet when your Mom turns to hisses at Sako.

"I will take care of this. Get out of that damn cosplay now. It's your wedding day," Mom hissed to Sako, whose eyes darted between you in deep concern.

"Whaaaaaa?" you stagger on shaky legs and blurry vision. His wedding? Who the fuck is he gonna marry? You'll kick her ass too, is your hazy thought.

"She seems disoriented. I won't leave my wife like this," Sako said, steadying you. Mom shoved him away. It seemed rather aggressive for Mom to do that to her future son-in-law. She was so in love with him but now she seems angry and your not sure what to do. Is she angry your not married yet?

"The one taking your trouble child," I babbled incoherently at first, causing them both to knit their brows in concern. You flipped out, "Mom! How can you toss me away like this? Do you seriously think I'm that pathetic? You have to get rid of me right away like this and by that guy? What the hell, Mom? I get that the wrong kid died. But why can't you love me too?" Mom's face twisted into pure grief at your words.

"How are you here?" Sako hissed to Mom.

"Shut up! Get dressed. I need to talk to my daughter. We'll talk later alone," Mom hissed back. Shoving Sako towards Tetsuo, he smiled awkwardly and guided Sako to his tux.

"Nice jacket, man. Dude, you need to upgrade that arm." You could hear Tetsuo say as they walked away. Mom grabs your hand and drags you to an office turned into a changing room, where she grabs your face and holds your cheeks to make you look at her.

"Let's get something straight," she said, her voice heavy with grief. "I died the day your Father did and all over again when your Uncle killed himself. The only thing that kept me upright was my sweet girls. It's because I love you is why I worry. Do you think Voids are the only ones that hurt without the other? The bringers always want to make their other half happy. That's why we plaster a stupid smile and try our best. I'm scared without me, you'll try to take your life again. But having a husband to look out for you might give you a renewed purpose in life. Do you love him?" Mom asked, her voice trembling with emotion, tears streaming down her face and ruining her makeup. Puffy bruises, scratches, and mild burns showed under the tears.

The question hit you like a ton of bricks. Tears streaming down your face, you look at her in disbelief and asked, "What happened? Who did that to you?" Your voice was full of rage. You are ready to kill whoever dared to hurt your Mom. But then, you saw her face, twisted in love, and heard her words.

"Baby, do you love him?" She asked again. You took a deep breath and looked into her eyes, "Yes, I do."

"Then marry him today," she said. "Life is short, and something big and scary is happening in this country. Look out for each other, be happy, and fill your heart with love instead of sorrow."

At that moment, you understood. No matter how hard the world was, Mom was still here to teach you how to live it. And you are ready to do just that.

"Ok, Mom. Since it seems you planned for this, what do you want me to do?" you asked nervously. Mom ran and showed you the dress she got. It was your grandmother's.

"Oh my, Mom…. that is a lot of slanted ruffles," you gasped in dread. She opened the backup, and it was a slutty hero costume with a veil and a butt ruffle, "I'll go with the first one. Grandma had some taste."

"Hey, your father loved this dress," Mom huffed.

"Oh yeah, I did all of Void's prosthetics. No offense, but what you have on is low-grade black-market trash. After the wedding, let me take a quick scan and mold. I'm even working on quirk tech that can make it so that not only can you feel your fingertips but use your quirk. It is easier if you have a spacial quirk like Void's. One that hovers above the body," Tet was saying.

"I'm quirkless," Mr. Compress lied. He was adjusting the sleeve on the Armani suit. Tet rolled his eyes and nodded to where Toga and Spinner were eating and talking to the cult leader, Promenade. That concerned Sako a little. Can't have everyone running off to a cult.

"Don't worry, man. Void's Mom told me what's up. We've been friends forever, bro. Just think of me as family. I'm here as a witness because those two will be no good for a legal wedding license. It's wild that the person most in the dark is Void. How could she not know her Mom knows everything," He was saying when he looked beyond Compress and gasped.

Compress followed his eyes and looked down the path towards the bay's open doors. He can see the sun setting in the distance, bathing everything in a golden light that twinkles on the ocean. He takes a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. He can feel the eyes of all the guests on him as he grips his heart and pants, but his attention is focused solely on you. You look absolutely stunning in your white gown and veil, your skin aglow from the light. He is overwhelmed with emotion, his eyes filling with tears of joy. He can't believe this beautiful woman is about to be his wife.

"She looks so pretty," Toga squealed.

As you slowly walk down the aisle with your Mom, Sako can't help but admire your beauty, which twists something in your gut. When you ran back and puked in a box, your mother held your veil back. Mom gives you a flask. You rinse your mouth, spit, and then drink the rest.

"I'm ok," you announce. Sako can't help but chuckle. He can't take his eyes off you as you compose yourself and approach him. When you finally reach him, you gaze into each other's eyes and share a moment of pure bliss. It's a moment he will never forget.

"You look devastating. My heart almost stopped. You are so beautiful," Sako said, taking your hands into his. You blush and smile, running your thumb over the metal of his fake hand.

"I vomited," you grimaced.

"I saw. I don't care. I still want to kiss you and be the one to hold your hair back the next time," he smiled.

"I love you, and I'm sorry my mom is crazy," you grinned back. Toga squeals, and then there's a hush in the room as the preacher Promenade steps up to the front, looking at the happy couple. The Prominade's voice is strong but gentle as he speaks. You wonder why it was this guy. Villain hero relationships happen but you never thought this guy would be back in your lives.

"Love is patient. Love is kind. It does not envy; it does not boast; it is not proud. It does not dishonor others; it is not self-seeking; it is not easily angered and keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres." you look deeply into each other's eyes, the love between them palpable. The preacher continues, "These are the vows you have chosen to make to each other - to love, honor, and cherish, in sickness and health, for richer or for poorer, until death do you part."

The preacher smiles, silently encouraging you to look to each other for strength and reassurance and exchange rings. You are surprised when he takes one from Tet and puts it on your fingers. This is your Mom's. Finally, Promenade raises his hands and ends with a blessing.

"Bless you both and keep you in love. You may now kiss the bride."

Mr. Compress pulled you in and kissed you. Lips meet in a tender kiss. Everyone around cheers and claps, feeling the love radiating from the newlyweds. Toga bounced in pure excited joy. The kiss is slow and passionate, like a promise that you will be together forever. You are breathless when he finally pulls, and the room erupts in cheers and applause. You look into each other's eyes with pure love and devotion, knowing this is only the beginning of your incredible journey together. You really are not alone. Spinner starts playing. Could it have been me by the struts? Sako pulls you into a twirl.

"I wanna taste love and pain! I wanna feel pride and shame," You both shout during your first dance. Your mother takes the next dance with Sako, and you run to Tet to embrace him in a full-blown bear hug, "TET!" Sako ignores that and focuses on Mom.

"How the hell did you escape? Is Dabi all right?" He hisses. Mom scoffs.

"Bastard is just fine. After you left, so did his bedroom eyes. He said something about how he was giving me more of a chance than I ever did my daughter. Whatever the fuck that means. He hunted me like an animal in this area. I lost him and called in a lot of favors for my daughter," she said, almost breathless from the dance. Mom reaches into the pocket and hands him a vial. He looks at it and quickly makes it disappear.

"Was that a rape drug you find so vile?" Sako smirked. Mom's eyes narrowed.

"No!" She spat, her voice rising with each syllable. "It's a fertility drug for you. Take it! Knock her up tonight, dammit! Don't be so naïve. The hero world is about to erupt into chaos. Do you want your wife caught in the crossfire? If she's pregnant, you have an excuse to keep her safe from the madness. Give me the grandbabies you promised, and do it NOW!"

As Mom walked away Sako, he spots you signing the marriage certificate. Sako was hoping against hope that she'd fixed the problem of his legal name or the marriage date. But now, should he be caught, he realizes the consequences could be dire for you. It has became clear to him that Mom was right. He had wanted to keep his beloved wife away from the chaos of war. As you convinced Spinner to dance with you, this was the first time you had seen a guy so awkward to walk in a circle for a slow dance stiffly, Sako approached Tet and Promenade.

"Ahh, hello there. I'm Promenade," the preacher greeted Sako with a sad sigh, looking fondly at you, "It seems like only yesterday she was a little girl, and now she's married and in love! How time flies..." A single tear rolled down his cheek.

"My wife said her Mom captured you?" Sako asked.

"Yes. Then I escaped, feverishly plotting my revenge. I tracked her family like a bloodhound, and soon enough, I had captured Void's twin sister. Little did I know that it would eventually lead to my mental breakdown. But, alas, I was rescued by the Bringer, who provided me with the help I needed. Anyhoo, all that remains is for you to sign here and here and your seal here. We backdated for when you were performing in Vegas. You both got drunk and only tracked her down recently. That's the story. Please, stick to it. We did a lot of research for this story. If you are caught, she can say whatever she needs and maintain spousal rights if she wishes," Promenade explained.

Tonight, you and Sako will be bound together forever. Nothing else matters more than this momentous occasion. The moment when you become his wife is when your life together truly begins. You'll be giving him the greatest gift of all, a legacy. This will be the ultimate proof of your undying loyalty and devotion to him, a promise that you will never part. You and Sako could not be more different than his ex. You are brave, strong and have a creative spark that she could never match.

The woman was shy and dumb as a box of rocks. But more than that, your moral compass is free and flexible, never leaving him feeling restricted or suffocated. Tonight, you forge a bond that cannot be broken. It is a vow of unyielding loyalty and unconditional love that will last an eternity. He will fight with all his might, use any means necessary, and keep you in his arms forever. All is fair in love and war, and he will not hesitate to go to battle for you. He will stop at nothing to ensure that the ties that bind you to him are unbreakable.

Sako was giddy, dancing, sharing cake, and having an overwhelming sense of relief. He was sure he would be able to fulfill your needs. His favorite part was lifting your skirts and rustling underneath, where he licked the tender flesh of your inner thigh, marking his territory, while he locked your new legs place, A wedding gift from Tetsuo. Sako slowly slid a garter belt added as part of the wrapping and tossed it. It landed on Dabi's head, who was calmly eating cake. You squealed in delight, wiggling each individual toe, and showed off your amazing dance skills as you flipped and twirled. Right to Dabi, who licked frosting off his fork.

"Dabi, what are you doing here?!" You exclaimed, frantically searching the room for your Mom. With his distinct look, you knew that if your Mom spotted Dabi, she'd immediately recognize them as members of the League and would be horrified to learn that her daughter had married a villain. You had been filled with a mixture of fear and excitement on your wedding day, but now you were just filled with dread. You finally found happiness again after losing your sister and were determined to keep it.

Dabi's voice was as casual as ever, but when he uttered, "I was looking for your mom," anger and paranoia flared inside you. You became a fortress, a shield of protection that would not let anyone through to your Mom. You were ready to fight for her with all you had to.

"Why are you looking for her?" you ask.

"I don't see her, so it's safe to enjoy the party, right? Besides, I think you give her too little credit," Dabi said.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean? What the hell do you know about my Mom and our relationship?" You sneered when Sako appeared and guided you away from Dabi, "Get him out of here before my Mom sees him." You hissed, gesturing sharply at Dabi. He grinned wryly and continued to eat his cake, seemingly unfazed by your anger. Sako was conversing with all the other members here when Tetsuo handed you an envelope.

He took your hand, and with a gentle squeeze of your finger, his eyes widened with a mix of fear, love, and hope for you. His sincerity was unspoken, but the message was loud and clear. "Your Mom said it was your wedding present. She needed to get Promanade home and couldn't say goodbye. I'm so happy for you, Void. You look gorgeous, and I've never seen you more radiant. I'll get your husband's measurements and get started on his arm right away. Here's my number, and if you ever find yourself in trouble, call me, and I'll come running. You and your sister have saved me countless times, and I want you to know that you can always rely on me."

The heat of shame swells within you. You can't bring yourself to reach out to Tetsuo, the one person who has always looked up to you and your sister with admiration. Your pride has always been a wall between you and the one person who would never judge you. You didn't want your Mom or Tetsuo to be dirtied by you. You had desperately hoped that your beloved Mom and Tetsuo would remain untouched by your crimes. But when Stain came after your sister, thinking that your crimes were hers. He left no mercy in his wake, brutally severing your legs as a warning and crushing your heart when he murdered your sister. You didn't want the same to happen now that you're in the League of Villains.

"Hey, do you think my mom was banging Promenade?" You ask. Tetsuo chuckled.

You slowly slide your finger along the envelope's seal, your heart pounding in anticipation. With a deep breath, you tear it open, and inside, you find a card key to a luxurious love hotel. I paid for two days. You carefully pull out the letter behind it, and your heart stops as you read the words. It's a job interview acceptance letter from AU.

Your mind reeling as you stare at your husband. Sako had always been attractive, but lately, he had transformed into something truly divine. His body was a perfect combination of strength and grace, his muscles toned and defined. He moved with an air of confidence and power, every gesture a masterpiece of effortless beauty. He was a vision of perfection, and it was impossible to look away.

Your Mom had applied you to that Hero school without you even knowing. You feel the weight of the job offer in your hand, and you know that Mom wants what's best for you. But when Sako appears, you quickly stuff it back in the envelope, only showing him the key card, and you can't help but feel a thrill as he sweeps you away when you go to the love hotel.

Sako's hunger was insatiable as he stepped into the room. His strong hand caressed your breasts as the other encircled your waist, lifting you off the ground and carrying you to the bed. He laid you down, ready to satisfy his craving. His eyes widened with a desperate hunger when you were in the hall. He snatched the vial from his pocket, and with a single gulp, he swallowed its contents.

The vial vanished as if it had been nothing more than an illusion. He was ravenous for you, and nothing could quench his desire. That little quirk drug might have had a touch of aphrodisiac. He grabbed your hand and slid the card with you. The tension made him unable to hold back longer. You both had been so reserved on the drive here, on the elevator up, your heartbeats thundered in your ears the entire time. A part of him wanted to pop you in his mouth and roll on his tongue. The relief of knowing you can't get away and that you are utterly his was overwhelming, like a hungry beast. The quiet anticipation pushed him to the edge.

"Sako!" you exclaimed, flopping on the softest bed ever. "Let's go take a shower. We've been dancing all night, and it's time to wash away all the sweat." You paused, your gaze shifting to the menu with all the amenities here. "Oh, look!" You squealed, your eyes widening in delight. "They have a lover's tub for two!"

"No! I need you now, baby girl. My desire for you is so fierce. I can barely contain it. I feel feral. I want to ravish my wife in her frilly wedding dress. I don't think I've ever seen you so cute," he teased, "I love you so much. I need you now. Legs on, I enjoy the sound of metal on metal. Be a good assistant, follow my directions, open your legs, and let me work my magic." He orders.

His eyes blaze with lust, and you can't help but tremble with anticipation. You've never seen Sako look so predatory before, and it sends a thrill of excitement through your body. You bend your knees and spread yourself so wide they touch the bed. Sako's eyes smolder with desire as he seizes you, taking you in his arms, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss that roughly presses you into the bed. His hands gently caress your breast with a sharp tweak of your hardening nipple.

Sako moves down, leaving a trail of nips along your neck, soft hair has been getting longer because of your camping, and it tickles your cheeks. He moves lower, yanking down the front of your dress in one swift movement. His tongue traced circles around your nipples before continuing down her body with his hands. His hands rummaged under the layers of your skirt, his fingers lightly brushed against your inner thigh, his touch sending a shiver of pleasure through your body.

He moved his metal fingers higher, tracing circles around your most sensitive area over her panties. You gasped as his fingers found the edge of your panties and ripped them away. Before you could react, the metal hand scraped your skin. It had been falling apart for a while, sending a jolt of pain. You yelped in surprise, your quirk activating in self-defense. It opens. All the objects that had been placed inside you had never moved or wiggled.

"Pull it out! Pull it out!" You screech with hysterical giggles. You had never felt anything like it before; it tickled through your center like a lightning bolt deep inside your body. Sako grips you still.

"I've witnessed bullets enter your quirk," he said, his mischievous grin widening. "So, I know I'm not doing any harm. But when I touch you here, I can feel how aroused you become. You are so damn wet from a little fingering here."

As his fingers began to explore the inner depths of your quirk, his touch gentle yet firm, you squirm uncontrollably. Sako's metal fingers teased and tantalized, pushing you to the brink of ecstasy and agony. His touch was electric, sending sparks of pleasure through your body, in arts, you didn't know existed as he explored every inch of you. She moaned in pleasure, terrified you were about to piss yourself or kick him across the room, as his fingers moved deeper, pushing you closer and closer to the edge that plummets into the unknown. Finally, his fingers found your sweet spot, and you let out a loud cry of bliss, tears ruining your makeup.

"SAKO! No more. I think I'm going to pee," you whine pitifully. He grinned, his fingers dipping in and out, faster and faster, pushing you over the edge into a blissful state.

"Go ahead. I'm not stopping. You are a wet mess, and I've never been this hard for anyone. Your cute expression is driving me wild. Your quirk opens an inch above your skin, so thrash as much as you want, dear. I can't feel anything, but there is a light resistance; when I try to pull away, something is trying to draw me in. Do you feel anything when I put you in my mouth as a marble?" He chuckled.

"Please, slow down. It's like you're reaching through my center, and your fingers are tickling me from the inside," you beg. Clinging to him desperately, the waves of pleasure washed over you, body shaking, toes digging into the mattress, the overwhelming newly added sensation.

"I am a villain, the love of my life. Those lewd sounds are only making me want to tease you more. Your desperate plea has my heart beating wildly with delight. You have given me exactly what I have been craving all my life, the perfect assistant, an acknowledgment of our passion that burns like wildfire. You are mine, and I want you to feel it with every ounce of your being. Proclaim your desire, give voice to the love that blooms between us, and I will treat you with tenderness and devotion. Say it! Tell me you need me, that I am all you have ever wanted. Tell me you love me, scream my name when you cum, and I will enfold you in my arms, never letting go," Sako grinned. He used his other hand to plunge into your sopping-wet pussy; you immediately came from his fingers.

"Sako! I'm cumming!" You scream, your breath coming in short gasps. Your hips jerk, and your body quivers as intense pleasure spreads from your center and floods your entire body. Your legs are trembling, and your hands are tightly clenched into fists as your body is overcome with waves of intense pleasure. You groan as your entire body shakes in rapture, back arching up to meet Sako's talented hands, experiencing the most powerful orgasm of your life. He pulled his fingers out, and you lay there, still shaking with bliss. You had never experienced anything like it before, leaving you completely satisfied.

He looked deep into your eyes as he spoke, his voice low and husky, "That's a good little assistant, stunning reactions, my sensitive baby girl. Pulling pleasure from you is like pulling a rabbit from a hat." He licked his fingers and his lips hungrily as he continued. "You squirted my tasty girl, and now I'm about to show you a trick you've never seen before. It's so hot, and it will make you sweat and moan for me. You ready?" He asked. He grabbed your waist and pulled you close. His hands trailed up your body, sending shivers down your spine. You felt his breath on your neck as he whispered, "It's time to take my cock. Stand, place your hands on the wall, and stick out your ass for me. Let's make some magic together."

"You already know how to strip me bare, including my heart, Sako," you murmured over your shoulder. Sako pauses, trying to cover the blush creeping over his face with his hand. You can almost hear his sexy scolding as he blushes.

"My cute naive girl. I have so much more to teach you. Hold still, and you

"Yes, please," you moaned

Sako bends down, his lips finding the back of your neck and shoulders, biting and sucking, marking what is his. He pulled away, and before you could react, he grabbed your hands to keep them on them up against the wall.

"I am going to fuck you so hard. It would help if you had support. Don't move," he growled, forcing himself in all at once. You gasped with pleasure as he entered you, pushing himself deeper and deeper with each thrust. His thrusts were hard and fast, and your moans became louder with every passing moment. He continued to move his body against yours, his hand gripping your hip and wrist tightly as he moved. You clawed the wall as you felt your orgasm approach, and he moved faster and faster, pushing you over the edge and into pure bliss. You are so sensitive from the first crazy experience; no one has ever played with your quirk like that; you don't know how you can last. Your legs are shaking, and your entire being has never felt so full and vulnerable. You feel him in sharp sensation as his cock slides in and out, over your sweet spots, making you mewl and drool. Sako is ruthless in his pounding of your pussy. Grinding deep, shivers of ecstasy rocked your body. You gasped when you felt his cock swell inside, each thrust sending a wave of pleasure through your body. He pulled your hair to look up at him, back arching in painful ecstasy.

"That is a beautiful face. You feel so good. The best I ever had," he groaned before kissing you.

His hips bucked harder. You could barely breathe; you closed your eyes, tears streaming down, your body trembling beneath him as the intensity of the pleasure increased.

"You like that? I can feel you clenching on me when I. Hit. This. Spot. Right. Here," he moans. He moves his hand from your hair to your jaw, shoving his fingers in your mouth, which you suck on immediately like an infant. He thrust harder, and you moaned; he had never been this feral. His movements became faster, more urgent, and soon your orgasm was building up to an unbearable level. Your chest presses hard against the wall. You screamed his name around his fingers as the waves of pleasure crashed over you. An intense heat fills your center, spreading as you moan like a bitch in heat for him.

"Ahh! So good. I'm cumming," Sako growled. Your eyes open to watch through blurry tears. His face twisted in a lewd loving expression of pain. Your entire body shakes with satisfaction, and a rush of hot liquid runs down your thighs. His thrusts became slower and softer until, finally, he stilled. His cock is still twitching deep in you. Your head slumps against the wall. He hugs your middle as if he might lose you. His hot body dripped sweat over your quivering body, creating a cooling river on your goose-bumped flesh.

The odd sensation of feeling in your metal legs is not the same while you stand in a pool of hot cum mixed with your own. You wiggle your toes, hearing a squelching, and shudder. How can you forget something like this but always feel your heel itching? Both our breaths came in ragged pants, your body still trembling with bliss. You felt his lips on your neck as he whispered your name. His hug became tighter as he pulled you back onto the bed. You lay together, connected, before handing you the room service menu as he wiped you down first with a warm towel. He was so considerate and devoted. You felt love radiating throughout your being. You didn't notice when he trapped you in his arms.

Sako leans close as he whispers, "I want you to stop taking birth control. I want you to have my babies." His metal fingers trace over your belly, where he had planted his seed. You can feel yourself melting under his touch, shivering as you succumb to the pleasure he brings. His sack tightens at the thought of making you look so slutty. No one else can make you look like that, not even Shigaraki. The way he turned you into a mess, wet and pliable for him, the thought of it makes him hard all over again. The screech of metal on metal brings you out of your shock. He lifted your leg under your knee.

"Wait! Sako, ah!" You groaned as he sank his cock back into your overstimulated sex, "I can't think like this. I'm lightheaded! This is a bad time."

He ran his fingers along your jawline, then turned your face to him over your shoulder. Sako looked into your eyes, his fingertips lightly pressed into your cheek. "That's the problem, my love," he said softly, his voice like a gentle caress. "You think too much. We both want children, and there will never be the right time."

The clink of metal and the light scrapping sounds filled the room as he inched himself into your quivering pussy, gradually holding you open for him. Sako's gaze was so intense it made your heart race. His lips were so close you could feel his breath graze your lips.

"Let's make the time," he said tenderly, his voice sending shivers down your spine. You looked into his eyes and knew then that nothing else mattered. You were lost in the moment and almost obeyed without argument.

"We talked about this. After we change things," You groan. Sako bottomed out, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix. He held you close and kissed you with passion.

"My dearest, my love, my life. You have seen what is coming. A real change is upon us, and I'm afraid we may not survive it. After meeting your mother, I have been filled with doubt that I am the right companion for you. I cannot bear the thought of not being able to protect you." his voice quivered with emotion, his expression desperate and pleading. In contrast, you pursed your lips in annoyance.

"You once said that my quirk had endless potential. Let me protect you because that's what I want to and can do," your voice trembling with rage, pulling away when his eyes darted to your legs. You swing them over the edge of the bed. Your voice broke as your vision blurred with tears, "You don't think I can protect you because I failed to protect my sister."

"No," he says. Sako tenderly brings his hands up to cup your face, his metal-clad thumbs wiping away the tears that have stained your cheeks. He looks deep into your eyes. The love you see there melts your heart. "It's because I know you will recklessly throw yourself in front of me. I will fail to protect you as you will protect me, and that is not partnership. I want a piece of you. One piece of you that I can protect." His words were like cold water dowsing the flames of rage that had flared in you. You feel a wave of shame washes over you, threatening to draw more tears. You had wanted kids. You had promised Sako, and it wasn't about quirks. It was about love, and you don't want to fight, but things keep needling at you. The timing could have been better.

"Ok. You're right. Like always. But I want to try after I talk to the doctor ok," Your voice quivers as you take a deep breath, your eyes pleading with him as you say this. You reach out to him, your hands trembling, as you wait for his response.

"As you wish. I understand your point, and I'm glad you want to be sure there are no complications before deciding. It's important to talk to the doctor first, and then we can discuss further after our honeymoon. Let's try and keep the peace between us and move forward together," he says. He wraps himself around you as he joins you at the edge of the bed. Sako pulls you onto his lap, his length abruptly entering you. He caresses your lips with his, and at that moment, you know that he truly loves you and he will do whatever it takes to make you happy. His free hand trails up your body, sending tingles of pleasure through your veins. He begins to bounce you up and down on his length.

"Yes," you whimper in agreement, your breath heavy with emotion. He trembles as he holds you close, your bodies united passionately. You feel his heart beating against yours. You know he will stand by your side no matter what. His thrusts become more demanding as if he can't get enough of you.

"Let's make our dreams come true," he murmurs, his voice thick with emotion. His hands grip your waist firmly as you both reach the crescendo of your pleasure. You moan in ecstatic bliss as the sensation of pure lust washes over you both. You nod, tears streaming down your cheeks, and he wipes them away tenderly.

"Yes," you whisper, "Let's make it happen."

Y ou lay in bed together. Sako looks so handsome and innocent when he is asleep, a hint of a five-o-clock shadow only making him more rugged and attractive. His toned body, a product of the grueling battles against Machia, is silhouetted in the dim light. You hold your breath as your phone pings with a text message; you snatch it up, hoping against hope it's your mother explaining why she had to leave your wedding early. Your heart sinks as you read the words, and you feel the tears forming in your eyes. You turn to Sako, wanting to wake him and take comfort in his embrace, but you can't bring yourself to wake him. You take a deep breath and settle back into the sheets, resigning to face Shigaraki's wrath alone, biting your lip in worry.

CrustySIDS : Congratulations on your wedding. Welcome to the family. We are so excited to have you join us. I bet Compress is overjoyed to have you in their life forever. You are really going to crush his heart with the weight of your lies. I look forward to it.

You stare at the screen, your heart racing. No matter how hard you try, you can't shake the dread that has settled in your stomach, twisting and threatening to vomit up your ordered meal. You can imagine it now—a tired, worn-out Shigaraki looking up to see a happy Toga gushing about the wedding they were at. Spinner tries to avoid Shigaraki's icy glare by busying himself with heating the leftovers when Shigaraki finally asks if this is true. Toga shoved a plate of food in his face, her expression overly joyful.

"We even saved a slice of cake for you. Void was beautiful, like a twirling cake," Toga chirped eagerly.

Shigaraki stared at the cake contemptuously, his mouth curling into a sneer. He slowly took a bite, swallowing the lump of dough, but the sweetness of the frosting couldn't mask the bitterness that lingered on his tongue. He takes his time and measures his words before he texts you. Toga had said you were beautiful, and it made him want to vomit. He was certain Compress was staring at your lewd face as if you were some whore who would take any cock that came your way. The way you looked when you came on his cock. He slams his finger down on the send button, the sound echoing through his mind like a thunderclap. His eyes flash with pure hatred, and his body vibrates with anger. He stands there, his fists balled and his jaw clenched, radiating an aura of pure, unbridled loathing.

"Twice. Let's find the big baby. I feel like I can destroy the world," Shigaraki sneers.

Yeah, you can imagine the whole thing. When you are with the League, Shigaraki steals glances but treats you and Sako no different than before, alone he is a snarling beast who wants to hump you to death. You can't wait until some villain fan girl comes along and lets him get his teen angst out. He always came off as sheltered, and All for one, did that poor boy any favors.

You stand and run to the bathroom. Puking, praying Sako didn’t hear you. A dreadful feeling started to sink into your middle. You peek out the door at Sak, a line of light falling on his face. Still asleep. You brush your teeth and rinse out your mouth. You text Shigaraki back, on the verge of being sick again.

Me: We'll be back in a few days with more supplies. OFC, I'm happy to stay with the family forever. Don't just drink energy drinks, have some real food too.

You crawl into bed, your new legs unlatched and set aside. They are lightweight, and the interface with your neural link works great, but the end caps still burn with a dull ache. You gritted your teeth and tried to ignore the pain, taking a deep breath before curling up in a ball and closing your eyes. You felt the familiar warmth of Sako, but something was different. You are different. You're a wife and maybe a mother soon. You are no longer the same person who had crawled into bed just moments ago. You had been transformed, and the future suddenly seemed uncertain and filled with possibilities.

"Are you ok, baby girl?" Sako stirred and mumbled. His broken metal arm was set aside. The intensity of your embrace was palpable, and you felt your bodies becoming one as your lips met.

"Go back to bed," before kissing his forehead. You felt his heart beating faster as you caressed his face and whispered, but he resisted, holding you tight in his embrace and refusing to let go. You looked into his eyes and saw the fire that burned within him, the desire that he had to be with you. You felt the same way, so you pulled him closer and deepened the kiss, your bodies becoming more intertwined. You moved together in a passionate dance, your mouths exploring as your hands caressed each other's skin. Seconds felt like hours as you explored one another, time standing still in that moment.

Finally, spent, you both fell asleep in each other's embrace.

The tension in the air was palpable as you entered the League of Villains' camp. Shigaraki couldn't take his eyes off of you. He is a menacing figure, eager to get you alone to overpower you with his intensity. You shake your head. You already talked to Sako about helping Shigaraki, and you agree that staying is the best hope for the changes you both wanted. It was clear that his upbringing had not been kind, and as a result, his emotions were constantly bubbling to the surface, taking a physical toll too. So, he will get the chance to vent all his bullshit today. You unwrap a hot plate of food for Shigraki and set it next to him while Sako kisses you on top of his head.

"I'll try and distract Machia with Twice while you grab something to eat," Sako said behind his mask.

"Be careful and be sure you don't use my car. I love not having to pay for parking, but not if I toss it. Machia will rip through it like tissue," You shouted at Sako's retreating figures.

"I'm not that basic, sweet waifu!" Sako shouted back. You smirk to yourself. You are a terrible influence on him with your bad mouth. You give Shigaraki a pointed look, noting that he has yet to touch his food. His expression is one of intense concentration, and you can tell he's thoroughly considering the situation. You wait patiently, watching as he shifts his gaze from the food to you, his mouth quirking slightly at the corners.

"I am too weak to lift the plate. I need my energy. How about you feed me?" The corners of his mouth curved up, a quirk of joy in his eyes that made you feel like you were standing on the edge of a cliff.

You felt the air around you suddenly become thick and heavy, as if the atmosphere was trying to tell you something. He uttered the words, and you felt like the force of his gaze was pulling you in. His smile was almost mesmerizing, and it made you reconsider your perception of him- Shigaraki, normally so spiteful, anti-social, and deviant, yet here he was, with the eyes of a man reaching for his dream. You felt a chill run down your spine and a shiver of anticipation as you realized you were standing in the presence of something greater than yourself. He is a fundamental change. The ripples of his actions can already be felt throughout Japan.

"Of course, little brother. Anything for my Shig-chan. But we need a spoon. Pull one from me," you smirked back. His eyes widened in surprise, quickly recovering as he slowly reached out his hand and hovered it over your chest. His face contorted with a mix of emotions - rage, desire, confusion - before he called out for a spoon, obviously taken aback by his own actions. He stood there, still and silent, as if frozen in time, his eyes still searching yours for answers from you, when a spoon appeared, "Good job, little brother. After all, I'm so happy to be a part of a family. Although I'm here to help you, let me feed you as you asked."

He grunted and ate like an infant for a long awkward moment.

"Don't call me brother. We will never be that. I am your leader and the next king. Know your place, which should be under me. But since you are a member of the League, you can do what you want," He growled. You chuckle. A strange leading tactic that allows him to recruit any whacko. Some day you can imagine it being an issue, but for today you are going to take it. You can hear the snapping of branches. Machia was coming. You hold your breath, your heart pounding in your chest. Time has stopped as you watch them size each other up. Every inch of you is on edge, waiting for one of them to break through. Since your wedding night, you have waited for this moment. Shigaraki shifts to fight.

You place a hand on his shoulder, "Finish your dinner. Let me try." Shigaraki's eyes widened as he watched the scene unfold before him, shoveling food into his mouth at lightning speed. You activated your quirk, spreading it wide like a shield to protect you and Shigaraki. Machia stomped on you with all his might, sending shockwaves through the air and the ground. The force of his blow made you feel like you were being crushed under a mountain. You gritted your teeth and held your ground, protecting Shigaraki from the onslaught.

"It does not feel there," Machia growled. You grinned. Nothing alive can enter your quirk. It causes a force field effect that causes the other to feel numbness in their limbs. You stood a little straighter, feeling the triumph course through you. But then he lifted his foot again, and you felt the impact of his stomp through your quirk. You were sent crashing into the ground, your endcaps screeching in agonized pain. You felt a surge of panic as you realized you were entirely at his mercy. Stomping on you is something that you felt through your quirk, making your endcaps screech in utter agony; raw power can beat you. It is something you hand never experienced before. You tried to keep your composure, even as you felt a cold chill of fear creep up your spine. You forced a grin, hoping Shigaraki wouldn't notice your unease.

"Can't feel. Does not mean it is not there," Machia scoffed menacingly, his eyes narrowing. Ignoring her husband and swatting away Twice's Shigaraki doubles, his gaze was fixed on Shigaraki. Suddenly Machia starts to burrow. Your heart races in a panic. Under your feet is a weak spot you have been unable to resolve. You are not immune to your own quirk. You lose it mentally and cringe in fear. Shigaraki, who finally finished and reached out to grab you around the waist. Your training kicked in, and you captured him back, using your new legs to leap at heights the others couldn't reach. You panted heavily, your face a mask of shock, when you saw Shigaraki grinning manically.

"Thanks," Shigaraki graveled.

You can see the rage and joy in Shigaraki's eyes as he fights, jumping off the ledge and flying toward Machia. He's determined to prove to Machia that he is the next king and will never be his equal. You can only watch helplessly as the fight escalates, feeling powerless to do anything but slump, rest, and be tossed aside. You can only hope that neither of them will be seriously injured. The last time you felt this was Shiketsu High. Suddenly, Machia lunges forward, his fist flying toward Shigaraki's face. He quickly twists mid-air from Machia's attack, smacking the fist and decaying a portion of Machia's fingers that quickly regenerate. Machia retaliates with a powerful kick, sending him flying across the clearing. Shigaraki quickly recovers, landing on his feet like a sleek cat, and charges towards him, throwing a flurry of slaps, each narrowly missing him. Until Shigaraki sets both hands on the ground, decaying the ground. Sako is popping rocks to appear and help keep the rest of the League in the air. It was a ballet of violence you missed. How did he move like that? The soft Shigaraki you knew wouldn't have been able to pull off a move like that a week ago. You barely heard Toga. She asked you if you were ok, but you didn't care about anything but the dance. You grip Toga with a mad laugh.

"I didn't think I could fall in love again. Don't be afraid! The dance of death is as old as time, and we all have to waltz at some point. Trust your heart!" You said this as you jumped too.

Opening your quirk at your bent knees, you unleash a powerful force that slams into Machia's face, sending him staggering backward. Compress throws a rock covered with living moss at your feet, providing you with a perfect launch pad. With your false legs, you could sink into your quirk and pass out from the intense vibration of pain coursing through your body, but with Sako's help, you all can remain air born.

The fight is quick and hard, and you feel a thrill you haven't felt in a long time. You have the most experience of everyone in a real fight, but even you are learning new things with this new family. You never felt more in love as you embrace the adrenaline coursing through your veins. This is precisely what you've been missing, a real fight. You honestly love every part of this and hoped it would go on forever.

You are panting from your last fight with Machia, your quirk growing stronger, and learning new ways to use it that you can only find with an enemy like Machia. Your husband keeps Machia off you while you rest when some asshole bops you on the head with some paper. You quickly open your quirk, and you're ready to punch off the head of whoever dared to touch you. You freeze in shock as you realize it's Shigaraki. He shoves an AU interview letter and a positive pregnancy test in your face, causing your stomach to drop and the water you were guzzling to come up in a puke. You can barely comprehend the words coming out of his mouth, but you know one thing for certain. Your life is about to change drastically.

"We need to talk," Shigaraki rasps with an evil grin. An hour later, you are hugging everyone goodbye. The sun is setting as you say your final goodbyes. Sako takes your hand and leads you to the road, where he will return the road to give you your SUV. You can feel his eyes searching for answers, but you don't have the strength to meet his gaze. You can feel the tension between you, the unasked questions, the unspoken words. You both stand in silence for a moment before he finally speaks.

"You told everyone that you had an opportunity to be a spy. That is greatly needed since those UA brats have been poking their nose in our business. But I suspect there is more than that. I wish you would tell me why you're leaving," he says softly. You turn away, not wanting him to see the tears in your eyes.

"I can't," you whisper. "I know you're curious, but this is something I have to do," I reply. "There's more to this than meets the eye. It's a chance to make a real difference, and I can't pass it up. I can't tell you why I'm leaving, but I promise you it's for the best."

He takes your hands in his and holds them tightly. "Please," he pleads. You swallow hard, struggling to find the words.

"It's just something I have to do," you finally manage, your voice trembling. He looks at you for a long, tense moment, his eyes searching your face for answers. You can feel his hands trembling in yours, his grip gradually tightening. You know he can sense something is wrong, and the thought of it terrifies you. You are a coward. You cannot even bring yourself to tell him the truth. That you are pregnant, most likely with twins, your quirk always makes it twins. You wanted to be sure before you came to him with that news. The conversation with Shigaraki was ominous. Remembering it made your mouth snap shut with a shudder of fear. He releases your hands in disbelief that you are really not going to tell him, and you can see the hurt in his eyes. You know he can feel it too. The distance between you grows further and further apart with every passing moment.

"I understand," he says. The tears that you've been fighting finally spill over. You force a smile and take a deep breath.

"Thank you," you whisper. Sako pulls you into a tight embrace, and you let yourself cry. After a few moments, he pulls away and looks down at you.

"You know I'm here for you, no matter what," he says. You nod, taking his words to heart and feeling deeply guilty. You look into his eyes and give him a small smile.

"I know," you say.

"You can do whatever you need to with your mouth. Prison and spy rules are similar," He smiles back, takes your hand, and kisses your wedding ring with love, "Go." He says. You take one last look at him before getting into your car. He stands in the fading light, watching you drive away.

You parked in the driveway and cried. No one else may forgive you. The whole League may end up despising you for crushing Sako or Shigaraki's heart or for driving a wedge through them. But your mother will never turn her back on you. She will hold you close as you spill your heart out. Every. Single. Thing. How it was your fault, your sister was murdered, how you profited from villains and the galleries, how you became part of the villains. How you cheated on Sako, now you are expecting and don't know who the Father is, how you must take the UA job so maybe, just maybe, you can keep Sako's love and keep him safe. Her eyes fill with tears as she realizes the weight of your confession, and she pulls you closer, whispering: "It's going to be alright. I'm here for you, and I always will be. You're not alone. I will always love you. But I am disappointed in you." The only way a mother can. Your heart may break, but she will not reject you.

You are thrown off. Your Mom didn't come running out. You find the hidden key and slowly walk up the driveway, feeling a sense of dread wash over you. You reached the door, your hands trembling as you tried to fit the key into the lock. Tears streaming down your face, you finally opened the door. You expected your Mom to be there to greet you with a hug, but instead, the house was silent. You stood in the entryway, disappointment and sadness overwhelming you.

Tears streamed down your face as you quickly realized the magnitude of your mistake. You walked into the house and froze in surprise. Everywhere you looked, the décor had changed. Your mother and Father's belongings were no longer in the main bedroom. Pictures of you and your sister were scrapbooked and incomplete on the dining room table. When you walked into the room you shared with your sister, the one that held her ashes, you were met with a nursery. Your heart sinks.

Things started to click into place like clockwork slowly. How could you have been so stupid? Dabi. Dabi had smirked and been looking for her. (snap) The villain preacher at your wedding. Sako smiled and said not to worry. (snap) Your trustful floating feeling between Sako that first night. That same feeling with Shigaraki when he handed you the drug. (SNAP!) Those fuckers!

You have had plenty of trauma with your Mom. She can get away with being fucked up. Those two drugged and fucked you under the influence. You gasp. Looking at the room. (snap) Your Mom was in on it. (Snap) the birth control. Shigaraki was sneering about quirk breeding!

"Oh, my god. How dumb," you cry and laugh hysterically. What you felt was utter betrayal and then….freedom. All your stress was tied to a red balloon. It was a brick stress, and you did not think the balloon could handle it. But it turns out the balloon is as fucked up as you. A wave of relief as you laughed harder. You don't have to feel guilty. Re-heating leftovers and re-watching Tootsie until your Mom came home.

"This does not age well," you said to the empty room. Your heart pounded as the seconds dragged by, and your mother still hadn't come home. You had tried calling her and texting her, but no response. Panic began to set in, and desperation drove you to send frantic messages to Sako, Dabi, Shigaraki, Toga, and Twice throughout the night, yet none responded. You were utterly exhausted from the sleepless night of worry and fear but couldn't give in. You had to maintain your composure and plaster a smile on your face as you sat in front of Principal Nezu, the most intelligent creature on the planet. Your heart raced in fear that he might be able to see through your façade and discover your deceit. The rest of the committee was nothing to be impressed by. Midnight was a vapid harlot, All Might was a himbo of the highest degree, and Gun Quirk was a skill any bored American could master.

In comparison, they were mere pebbles, gravel that paved to Nezu, only meant to be stepped on. As soon as he stepped into the room, it seemed like the air was sucked out, and all that was left was a paralyzing fear. Just one glance from him made you weak in the knees and filled your stomach with dread. Nezu was a force to be reckoned with. He could see through you. The greatest risk factor was Nezu.

"Tell us? How did you mentally cope with Stain cutting off your legs?" Nezu asked. Your smile twitched, but it did not falter.

"Oh, Nezu! You almost sound like an American! So blunt, if only I were older," you grinned, pretending to like tea. Nezu's chuckle echoed through the room as if charmed, but you cannot rely on that. Suddenly, a ping from your cell pierced the awkward silence, sending a shiver of dread down your spine. You could feel your hands shaking as you reluctantly reached for your phone; your entire body tensed with anxiety. It took all your strength not to look at the message and silence your phone.

"Sorry for that. Well!" you began, stress mounting more that the text came from Dabi of all people.

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