#age gap art: not mine

[critter-of-habit]

What do I have to do to see Ahsoka get flustered over a girl for a change

[yandere-purevanila-proshiper]

Use me! || Use me! || Use me!

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⟨⟨♥️I love you. i love you. i love you♥️⟩⟩-⟨⟨drawings⟩⟩

⟨⟨💔LOVE ME BACK💔⟩⟩-⟨⟨nsfw⟩⟩

⟨⟨💘If i can't have you. no one can💘⟩⟩-⟨⟨stimboard⟩⟩

⟨⟨💞MY LOVE WILL NOT BE DENIED💞⟩⟩-⟨⟨moodboard⟩⟩

⟨⟨💓Be mine or you will burn!💓⟩⟩-⟨⟨ship inspo⟩⟩

⟨⟨❣️My one... my own... my Preciousssssss...❣️⟩⟩-⟨⟨nsfw prompts⟩⟩

⟨⟨💟without you I can't breathe💟⟩⟩-⟨⟨asks⟩⟩

⟨⟨💖Trippin' super psycho love💖⟩⟩-⟨⟨reblogs⟩⟩

⟨⟨💝Say that you want me every day💝⟩⟩-⟨⟨requests⟩⟩

⟨⟨💕I'm half crazy all for the love of you💕⟩⟩-⟨⟨incest⟩⟩

⟨⟨❤️Baby. I love you so much... Don't make me kill you❤️⟩⟩-⟨⟨rape/noncon⟩⟩

⟨⟨💌I want you...💌⟩⟩-⟨⟨age-gap⟩⟩

⟨⟨💋You belong to me💋⟩⟩-⟨⟨Abuse⟩⟩

⟨⟨💗I am crazy for you💗⟩⟩-⟨⟨talk⟩⟩

Use me! || Use me! || Use me!

[thesexythighsofthebatman]

NOT MINE! Artist: カリタ二 Font: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/56617349

[collabwithmyself]

Feelings on shipping bashing

I try not to bash ships and I look down on bashing ships that are harmless.

[lesbianclanner]

cringe culture is dead so heres some wholesome canon x oc, nightcloud and her Small Gf mousethroat

[attackatosh]

Day 11 - Love

Somehow... you feel like there’s something more to this image. Something off. Something... wrong.

You decide to look again tomorrow. No point in jumping to conclusions.

[foxstens]

oh thank god

[abimess]

1825 days

Kate Bishop x Reader

gif is not mine

Summary: Kate fell in love with you as soon as she met you. However, the vast age difference between you always let her know that nothing would ever happen. But what happens when those seven years of difference suddenly become two?

Word count: 3.774 || Pronouns: not used 

Warnings: none

A/N: Well, today was a very boring day for me so here's a short story for you guys. Enjoy!  

You do NOT have permission to repost or translate my work on any platforms (even with credit)

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It was yet another one of the many fancy parties Kate’s mother would drag her to, claiming it was important to Bishop Security’s business that the company's legatee attended all relevant events.

That didn’t make the brunette like them any better. 

Eleanor would have to spend weeks insisting, urging her daughter to participate - and moreover, to behave appropriately for her position. Kate didn’t even know what that really meant, if she were being honest. She had no intention of finding out either. And, to be even more sincere, her mother’s speech was very little effective. 

What really made her show up at all of those boring parties had a name, and the most beautiful face - that was scattered all over her bedroom walls from pictures she took over the years. 

Kate Bishop loved martial arts, and archery, and adrenaline. But the thing she loved the most - and the one that was the most surprising of all, at least to herself - was you.  

Your mother worked very closely with Eleanor, they were both partners on some matter that Kate had absolutely no interest in. The only part of this partnership that the brunette really cared about was the fact that you’d always be at the events her mother put together. 

And, over these few years, Kate has learned a few things about you. You like blue, you always have some blue item on your clothes, even if discreetly - she always wondered if you liked her eyes as well. 

Unlike her, you really want to take over your family’s company one day, and you work really hard to do it, even though your parents are still young and don’t plan on retiring any time soon. She really admires you for that.

You love seeing animal pictures on your phone when you’re bored, and the brunette felt her heart warm every time you sent her dog pictures because you know she’s a dog person.

And, the apparently only detail of yours that bothers her: you are older than her. Seven years older, to be exact. 

If she were being honest, Kate didn’t care about that age gap one bit. She truly likes you and the way her heart skips a beat every time you’re around should overcome any age difference that two people may have. 

But she knows that the fact that she’s sixteen and you’re twenty-three was clearly an issue for you. Especially since you didn't seem to have feelings for her at all.

And the worst part is that she knows you know, because everybody knows. People talk about it, making funny comments and jokes that made Kate’s cheeks warm up so hard she’s sure she’d get a third-degree burn. You always noticed her embarrassment, deflecting the subject to take the focus off of her. That only made her like you painfully more.

“I noticed you’re copying my style.” The voice she loves the most sounds right behind her, and an ear-to-ear grin took over her lips even before she spun on her heels. “Hi!” The brunette greets excitedly, throwing her arms around your neck, and you giggle as you hug her around the waist.

“Hey, Bishop.” You say against her ear, and the sound this time so close to her made Kate’s body shiver in a way she probably shouldn’t, so she pulls away. She keeps her eyes on yours as she does, though, admiring mesmerized as you smile at her expectantly. 

The silence grows longer for a moment, and it takes the brunette another two seconds to remember you had made a comment in the first place, blinking a few times to pull herself together. Looking down at her own body, Kate lets out a short laugh. “Er-Yeah! I am, yeah. My mom finally let me wear a suit.”

“It looks good on you.” You comment wholeheartedly, admiring the set of clothing before taking your eyes back to Kate’s face, which is on fire at this point. “It looks better on you, though.” The brunette bites her tongue as soon as the comment fails to be contained by her short-circuited system, her eyes widening slightly. But you just giggle softly in response, making her forget about anything at all. 

“I have to greet the other guests, but I’ll come back to you in an instant, yeah?” You comment a moment later, glancing at a point ahead of the party, where your mother beckons you to join her. “Sure, I’ll be waiting.” The brunette answers in a nervous grumble, and you give her a brief smile before rushing to where you were supposed to be, leaving behind a rather flustered Kate Bishop.

The next few minutes are somehow worse than the previous ones before your arrival, because the brunette decided to sit at one of the empty tables at the back of the salon, waiting for you to come back with a swinging leg.

Kate didn’t know exactly how long had passed - 23 minutes and 45 seconds, but who would ever count such a thing? -, but you eventually joined her again, two glasses in your hand and a soft smile on your face. The brunette reciprocates it with a shy one, murmuring a low ‘thank you’ as you hand her the glass of soda, sitting by her side as you sip on your champagne. 

The silence grows longer as the two of you stay there in silence, watching the party getting more and more crowded. And although Kate didn’t mind just being by your side quietly, her anxious brain fought in search of something to say or do.  

“I got my driver's license this weekend.” She lets out the first thing that came to her mind, and you turn to her with an excited smile. “No way! That’s awesome!” You reply wholeheartedly, making Kate’s cheeks flush as you place your glass over the fancy tablecloth. “I remember when I got mine, I was so nervous.”

“Yeah, I was a bit nervous too.” The brunette agrees with a giggle, finding it hard to keep her eyes on you and not on her lap. You offer her a sweet smile, and Kate ignores the fast beats of her heart to smile back. 

“But don’t worry about it, it will get easier over the years.” You assure then, and the brunette only murmurs in understanding, being once again reminded of your obstructive age difference. “I'd love to get a ride with you sometime, Bishop. Maybe I can give you a few tips.” You add, playfully nudging her arm with your elbow, and the brunette widens her eyes. 

“Sure! I-I’d love that!” Kate agrees perhaps too excitedly, but the sound of your giggle fills the air between you soon after, and she doesn’t find it in herself to care, an ear-to-ear grin on her lips. “Cool! We can do it on Friday afternoon if you’re not busy.”

“I’m not, Friday afternoon would be awesome.” She lets you know, and you smile as you nod your head in confirmation. The next moment, however, a noise caught your attention, and you turn your gaze to a spot ahead at the party. 

Smiling with amusement, you nod for Kate to follow your gaze, and the girl giggles softly at seeing one of the richest men at the party apologizing for knocking wine onto the jacket of a boy Kate had only seen a few times, the former's cheeks almost as red as the drink stain.

And as she looked at the scene, the brunette watched you out of the corner of her eye. With a smile on her lips at the thought of meeting you in a few days, Kate had no way of knowing that, after this night, she would not see you again for another five years.

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Today is as chaotic as it was five years ago. 

However, instead of painful and sorrowful and herwreaking, this one was exciting and hopeful and overwhelming in the best possible way. 

Kate knew the world would need a long time to adapt to this huge change - she wondered if having half the population coming back out of nowhere would be more challenging than having the same amount of people disappearing overnight. 

But the social, economic, political, and environmental problems were the last thing on the brunette’s mind, because fifteen minutes ago she got a phone call from her mother telling her that you were at your parent’s house. 

You were back. 

After losing her father, Kate thought nothing could hurt that much. But you went and proved her wrong. Seeing people vanish into thin air in the middle of her classroom was frightening, but it was nothing compared to the horror of receiving the news that you were one of those who had been turned to dust by Thano’s snap.

During those five years, the brunette had felt so alone, a kind of loneliness she didn’t even know could exist. Living her life on autopilot, every single minute wishing she could talk to you again, tell you about her day and the things she’d done, craving to hear your giggle again, the sound that was slowly fading out of her memory.

But all those bad thoughts all vanished at once the instant your father invited her into his house, being replaced by pure excitement. When she walked through the marble doorway dividing the kitchen and living room, the brunette’s brain stopped working all at once at the sight of you, sitting on the couch by your mother’s side. 

The gasp that left her mouth must have been loud, because as soon as it does, you raise your eyes to where she is, and Kate can’t help but feel her vision blurring with tears when they meet hers.

“Y/n!” The brunette lets out as she runs towards you, and you barely have time to stand up from the couch before she crashes into you, her arms around your neck. “Hey, Bishop.” You greet her in the same way you always did, and the sound of your voice in the real world, outside of her memory or the videos on her phone, makes her cry even more.

Your arms hug her tighter around the waist as her body begins to shake with sobs, and Kate doesn’t know how she feels about it all. It is so familiar and heartwarming to have you back, the same perfume, the same way you run your fingers gently on her back. But it was also new, the way your bodies fit completely differently against each other’s. 

But regardless of whether it was familiar or new, it was good, so Kate makes no mention of letting go at any time soon. Much to the brunette's satisfaction, you let her be the first to pull away. After a few minutes, she does.

“You’re back.” Kate comments with teary eyes, sniffing softly. “I am.” You confirm with a smile. “And you’re… So different from the last time I saw you.” You add as you let your eyes roam over her figure, head to toe before coming up to her eyes again, your expression too hard to decipher.

“Well, that was five years ago.” The brunette comments with a giggle and rosy cheeks, and you laugh through your nose at the banter. “I’m pretty sure it was yesterday.” You hit back with humor, but the thought makes Kate’s eyes fill with tears again, and she can’t help hugging you once more. “I missed you so much.”

“Y/n,” your mother’s voice calls you softly, and only now do the two of you remember your parents’ presence in the room, pulling away to look at the older woman, “your father and I need to go back to the company now.”

“Things are very chaotic with everyone coming back.” The man adds the explanation as he approaches you and Kate. “Sure, of course.” You answer with an understanding smile, and your family smiles back in appreciation. 

“We’ll see you for dinner though.” Your mother promises with a hand on your shoulder, squeezing gently, and your father nods in confirmation before turning her gaze to the brunette beside you. “I’m sure Kate here will love to keep you company in the meantime.”

“Absolutely.” She answers promptly, glancing at you for a brief moment before looking back at your parents. 

And so the four of you are exchanging goodbyes, and your parents hug you tighter than usual before walking towards the door. Kate watches them leave until they disappear through the door, and the moment she looks back at you, she sees your eyes already on her.

“What?” The brunette asks amidst a giggle, a hint of amusement in her curious tone. But you just stare at her in silence for a while, and she doesn’t press you to speak. “It’s been five years.” You answer finally, your hands in your pockets. “You look so different, it’s… weird.”

Kate’s brows furrow slightly as she looks down at her own figure, and only then do you realize what you had just said, widening your eyes. “No- Not that you look weird! It just is weird. You look nice.” You explain yourself clumsily, your cheeks burning, and the brunette slightly narrows her eyes at you.

It’s the first time Kate has ever seen you like that. You’re usually so confident and chill, you’ve never been shy or flustered, much less stuttering. At least not in her presence, certainly not with her. She wonders what has changed, and then she remembers. Five years have changed. 

“Thank you.” She chooses her answer, still intrigued by the slightly pink in your cheeks. “So,” you start, looking away as you sit on the couch, “what happened while I was gone?” You decide to change the subject, and Kate smiles, taking the seat across from yours. “Oh, so much. I’m gonna tell you everything.”

She did, indeed, tell you about everything. About her last years in high school, about all the awards she’s gotten from archery and martial arts tournaments. She tells you about her friends, about her new apartment in Manhattan, and about her favorite establishments in the city, many of them having been opened after the snap. 

“[...] There are so many places I wanna show you!” The brunette commented excitedly and, feeling her throat dry, she finally realized how much she has been talking since you asked. 

But for the first time, she doesn’t care about talking too much, because she missed you more than she was able to bear these last five years, and you look at her as if you were more than willing to hear everything she has to say, so she didn’t hold back.

“Well, you still owe me a car ride.” You say with humor, referring to the conversation you had had that night at the party, yesterday for you but so many years ago for her. The memory was still fresh on Kate’s mind, however, and she lets out a happy giggle as she agrees. 

“I’m afraid I don’t need your tips anymore, though.” The brunette hits back playfully, and you narrow your eyes at her as you murmur a “we’ll see about that” that makes her giggle. 

Then the two of you are walking side by side towards the front door and Kate casts you a brief glance, smiling at having you back. 

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You and Kate see each other every day now. 

As she promised on the first day, she takes you to all the places she likes that she knows you’ve never been to, telling you about all the things that have changed during the time you’ve been gone. 

But the change that strikes you the most is Kate herself. 

Ever since you met her, the brunette had always been the shy girl that always got flustered whenever you were around, stuttering at her own words as she tried to say to you the simplest of sentences.

This Kate Bishop beside you was completely different from that sheepish girl in the corner. She was funny and confident, and clumsy in a surprisingly charming kind of way. She was also beautiful and - every now and then - flirtatious, often turning you into a flustered mess. 

The conflicting feelings grew inside of you, becoming more and more overwhelming every time you saw her smiling or you heard her laughing. The moment it all became very clear to you, however, was during a night out at a bar. 

Kate was telling you about this pub downtown with colorful lights and live music, and you would accept going out with her even if it was to eat hot dogs on the street, so you said yes immediately. 

The place was indeed cozy, and you didn’t mind when she dragged you towards the bar by the hand. The night was pleasant and the alcohol in your veins was about to make you do something stupid if she kept smiling at you like that. 

But not before long, a random guy approached, ignoring you completely as he flirted with Kate bluntly. He was charming and seemed like a nice guy, but the jealous feeling inside you was so strong and unexpected that you weren’t able to stop yourself from aggressively telling the man to fuck off. 

And then the guy suddenly didn't seem so nice anymore, and the discussion ended up with the two of you being requested to leave the bar. 

“I’m sorry for ruining the night.” You comment shily as you walk down the street, your voice a bit slurred from the strong liquor you had. “Oh, you didn’t. That was actually really fun to watch.” Kate replies with humor, making you smile as you look at the floor.

“Have you been seeing anyone?” You ask before you’re able to hold back, and as you look at her expectantly, the brunette turns her gaze to you with slightly wide eyes. “What? Oh, no. I’ve been busy.” 

That was a lie. In fact, a very bad one. But, fortunately for her, you were busy kicking a pebble to notice. “Although I… I had a huge crush on you.” Kate adds a few minutes later with a shy giggle, making you smile. “I’m aware.”

“I know you are.” The brunette grumbles in response, feeling her cheeks heating up as she looks away. But you let out a soft laugh at her reaction, and soon she’s smiling again. It would always be a mystery to her the effect you had on her.

The two of you fall back onto a comfortable silence, walking together around New York as you think of something else to do. But then you stop suddenly, and Kate mimics your action a second later, a furrow between her brows as she watches you with confusion. 

You don’t say anything however, and the brunette follows your gaze with her, her sight landing on a light-up billboard advertising a play with the date of the next weekend highlighted.

“Can you believe it’s been five years?” You comment slowly, your expression thoughtful, and Kate sighs, looking at you briefly before looking back at the advertiser. “Honestly, it doesn’t feel like a lot when you put it like that.”

“What do you mean?” You sound as curious as your expression and, feeling your gaze on her, Kate looks back at you again. “Like, five is such a small number, isn’t it?” She says, “I prefer counting it in days, it feels more real.”

You only look at her in silence, the furrow between your eyebrows letting you know you didn’t really understand what she meant. “Every day I would mark another day being over in my calendar, and I would think of how much time has passed since the day you were gone.” She explains, swallowing the lump in her throat to add, “1825 days.”

“That’s a lot.” You comment under your breath, and the brunette nods with a sad smile on her lips. “I know.” She agrees quietly, tears building up in the corner of her eyes. “It doesn’t feel like I’ve been missing you for five years. But it sure as hell feels like I’ve been missing you for 1825 fucking days.”

You only stare at her in silence, your eyes shining with so many emotions Kate can’t even start to count. But she wouldn’t be able to even if she tried, cause the next moment you are taking a step closer to her, making the brunette take a step back in reflex. 

“And what about your feelings?” You ask in a low voice, your eyes descending to her lips. “What?” Kate asks affectedly, her brain completely short-circuited at this point. “What happened to your feelings in these 1825 days?” You ask again as you take another step forward, and this time the brunette hits her back against the wall of the building behind her, making her gasp softly.

“They haven’t gone anywhere.” She replies finally, finding it hard to keep her eyes on yours as she can feel your breathing against her lips. “I’ve been loving you for all of these 1825 days. I think that’s what hurt the most.” Her confession makes you smile, and you take your eyes to her blue ones one last time before descending them again. 

“Well, good thing the pain is over, then.” You whisper against her lips, and any coherent thought is sent far away from Kate's mind when your mouth meets hers, eliciting a heavy sigh from her.

Your lips fit perfectly against hers, as do her hands in your hair and yours on her waist. As your tongue begs for passage, the brunette feels a funny sensation beneath her belly, and she's quick to grant it to you.

And as you deepened the kiss against that concrete wall, you had no way of knowing that 1825 days from now you and Kate would be sharing an apartment in the outskirts of New York, the brunette being one of the newest superheroes while you took care of your newborn Y/l/n-Bishop. 

And within those 1825 days, there wouldn't be a single day that Kate wasn't scared of losing you again, the same way you were terrified of losing her on some dangerous Avengers mission. But everything was fine, because you would always come back to her after a long day at work, and Kate would always come back to you after saving the world. 

And from 1825 days to 1825 days, the two of you would build your life together, unhurriedly, one day at a time.

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And that's it for today! I hope you enjoyed it, thoughts and comments are always welcome ツ

[mirasantidotes]

Messy Annotations - Chapter 1

(GIFs not mine)

Read chapter 2 here

Summary: You meet Javi at your local library and notice he's reading your favorite book. You two hit it off and spend your day together, just talking and getting to know each other before you spend the night at his house on accident.

Character: Javi Gutierrez (TUWOMT)

Content Warnings: very ooc!javi, shy!javi, sunshine!reader, reader has wavy hair, reader lives in spain, very fluffy, reader's love language is touch, implied slight age gap (reader is in their 30s), can be read platonically or romantically, a LOT of blushing (a little too much), reader goes to college later in life, HUGE bookworm!reader, no use of y/n. Let me know if I missed anything!

Word Count: 3.2K

A/N: Thank you for your notes and compliments on Dance With Me; it means a lot! Also, just send an ask/comment and tell me if you'd like a part 2 to this, I had a lot of fun writing it, and I have a few ideas already for a part 2. If you have any other ideas for fanfics, my asks are open for requests! I hope you all enjoy this; it took me forever to get done, and I had an insanely hard time coming up with how I wanted this fic to turn out. The struggle was totally worth it though; this is probably one of my favorite fics I've written!

All of my posts with an * in the title contain smut, or mentions of it. Minors DNI.

(Divider by saradika)

Living in Spain has been one of your biggest dreams, and you finally moved here for college abroad to work on your infuriating art major, even though you feel like you’re a little old for college now that you’re in your 30s. You’re an underground artist, and you’re just itching to get your work out there to be noticed by the public. You’re an absolute ball of sunshine, and to be fair, you’re the most energetic and outgoing person you know, but, you don’t really know too many people in Spain yet, but that’s beside the point. You really are energetic, though— almost too much. There is one thing that you’re always excited about though, no matter what— reading. Finding new books to binge-read in one sitting is always one of your favorite activities when you have free time. The library cashier is extremely tired of you coming in every week. 

Javi Gutierrez, on the other hand, is the polar opposite of you. He’s a shy, new up-and-coming actor who doesn’t know what he wants to do with his life after the success of his first movie. Though fame is finding him well, much more than anticipated, he doesn’t particularly want to make another movie quite yet, now that his co-star, Nic Cage, has left Spain. Even with his newfound fame, he still enjoys going out and doing activities he enjoys, which mainly include going to the local library. He prefers reading in a library than in his own house, alone. He likes the atmosphere the library gives him, but most of all, he loves tucking himself away strategically in the corner of the library window, so he can look out and see the bustling streets of people living their everyday lives. 

On a Friday afternoon, you have some free time to yourself, and you, of course, decide to head to your local library. You never go on Fridays— your typical day off is Sunday, but today was different; today was a professor work day at your college, so you had no classes or any assignments to complete, meaning you could spend your whole day reading. You walk into the library happily, as always. The smell of the ink bled into the pages of hundreds of books filled your lungs— a scent you thoroughly enjoyed. You finally pick out a new book that you’ve been eyeing, having heard good things about it online and from the people in your college. 

Even though you got what you came for, you couldn’t walk into a library and buy just one book— no, you had to buy at least 5 every time you came in. After picking out your books, you waltz to the cashier, who already appeared annoyed at you being there. A strict, slightly older woman— always had an attitude, but that didn’t let you stop being your energetic, bubbly self to her. “You know, you still need to return the other 10 books, right?” she says, sternness filling her tone. 

“Yeah, yeah! I know; I’ll bring them all back next time I come!” you say, smiling widely, setting the books down on the counter. The woman simply rolls her eyes at your response, knowing you’d be back in a few days and she’d have to deal with you again. After she scans the books, the woman tells you, “Your total is going to be €15.75.” €15.75… you think. You only brought €15— you sigh in response; the woman before you, never having heard that sound come out of you, and looked at you like you had 3 heads planted firmly upon your shoulders. You searched your pockets and purse but had no change.

“It’s just 75 cents. Can’t you let it pass this once?” You plead but to no avail. The woman shakes her head harshly, muttering something about ‘library rules,’ but you were too disappointed by her head shake to take care of what she said. You sigh once more— looking around the library; surely somebody would be willing to give you a dollar, right? Right? 

You feel increasingly upset the longer you look through the library aisles for someone to ask until your eyes finally land on a gentleman wearing a mustard-colored shirt full of wrinkles. He was sitting in a corner, away from everything, with his legs planted on a footrest and his face hiding behind a book. You hold your finger up to the cashier, signaling for her to wait as she sighs in response. You walk up to the man, “Hey! I hate to ask you this, but I was just checking out, and I’m 75 cents short. Do you mind? It’s okay if not—” you say quickly, trying not to seem too over the top. 

The man lowers his book, and a shy pink rose upon his cheeks while nodding slowly. “Um yeah, sure,” he whispers, almost inaudible, as he shifts himself in his seat and reaches into his jeans pocket for some change. He pulls a €5 bill from his pockets and raises his hand for you to take it before settling back into his seat. 

You take the bill from between his fingers, grinning brightly— “Thank you so much! You’re a lifesaver,” you say, full of enthusiasm. A soft smile washes over the man’s face before nodding, his cheeks still showing a light rose color. You turn on your heel and rush back to the cashier, proudly waving your money in the air. After checking out, the cashier hands you your change, and you grab your books. Before you leave, you turn back and walk toward the man again. He seemed to have heard you coming and had lowered his book just enough to see you already standing there. “Hey again, thank you for lending me some money. Here’s the change!” you say, holding the money out to him, close enough for him to reach it. The man lowers his book into his lap, smiling softly, takes the money from your grasp, and messily pushes the money back into his jeans. 

You finally catch a glimpse of the man's entire face, his curly brown hair complimenting his tanned skin and the patchy stubble on his face. You grow curious and look into the man’s lap to see what book he’s reading— and to your surprise, it’s your favorite book ever. “Oh my God,” you exclaim, a little too loud for a library, startling the man slightly and causing him to look at you. After adjusting your tone accordingly,  you continue— “that’s my favorite book!” 

His face lights up brightly, “Really? That’s awesome,” he enthuses, yelling in a whisper. Just for a moment, he’s brought out of his shy state. He adjusts his position again, sitting forward in his seat and removing his feet from the footrest. “I’ve loved this book since it came out,” he continues, “I’ve never met anyone else who likes it.” 

“Yeah, all the books from this author are really good! I especially love this one, though,” you finish, smiling as you sit on the footrest in front of the man, hugging your new books to your chest. The man, shy once more, becomes flustered until “Hey, I was thinking of going to the coffee shop down the street. Do you wanna come with?” you say, tilting your head to the side. 

The man’s eyes widened, with even more heat rising into his cheeks— another thing they had in common; coffee. “Yeah, of course,” he enthuses, breaking eye contact just enough to stand up out of his seat while grabbing his bag and placing his book inside of it, “I love that place!” he finishes as he puts the bag messily around his shoulder, looking back at you. He looks down at the books you’re holding in your arms, and as you stand up, he asks, “Do you wanna put your books in my bag? So you don’t have to hold them—” he says softly.

“Yeah, sure! Just don’t steal them for yourself,” you joke, making yourself chuckle before handing him your books. The man blushes at your words, taking the books from your hands and placing them all inside his bag. The two of you walk out of the library, and you wave to the cashier as you leave; she, of course, didn’t wave back. As the two of you walk towards the coffee shop, you get lost in conversation about your favorite books. The walk was the same distance it always was, but with the man walking with you, it felt a lot shorter than usual. 

Just as you reach the shop, you stop suddenly. You hadn’t asked the man his name, nor had he asked you. “I forgot to ask, what’s your name?” you say, turning to him, smiling nervously. 

“Javi,” he says, his rich, deep voice rings through your ears. A soft laugh escapes your mouth, full of nervousness as you tell the man your name, him joining your chuckles soon after. The two of you sit at one of the tables placed by a window. 

The two of you gush over your newfound subjects in common— a not-so-known favorite author and coffee. What could be better? The two of you spend well over an hour hogging up the coffee table, just getting to know each other, until a worker comes and tells you that you have to leave if you aren’t going to buy anything else. The two of you are already so strung out on coffee you both know either of you doesn’t need any more in your system. “Hey, do you wanna come over to my house for a little bit?” Javi asks, “You don’t have to, obviously; I know we just met and—” 

You spring your head up at his words; you’ve been having a lot of fun talking to Javi so far; what could it hurt? “Of course!” you interrupt his concerned rambling. He simply smiles in return, picking up the bag under his seat as he stands up. The two of you walk to the door of the coffee shop, “I walked here from my house, so it’s a bit of a walk—” he says, as he opens the door for you to walk out, “I hope that’s okay,” he finishes as he walks out behind you, closing the door. 

“Yeah, that’s alright!” you say excitedly as the two of you start walking toward’s Javi’s house. Obviously, you don’t go to random people’s houses like this, but Javi felt— different. He felt trustworthy, considerate, and loving. You’re brought out of your thoughts while on the way there as you spot a flower field to the left of you. You stop walking to look at the view for a moment, Javi noticing almost immediately. He turns back to face you, a slight smile planted on your face. You’ve never been to this area of Spain before, and already, it’s so much more beautiful than where you currently dwell. 

Javi looks for a moment at your wavy hair, lightly being blown in the sunset’s wind, the sun glowing brightly in the backdrop of you, lighting illuminating your features. As he realizes he’s been staring, he clears his throat and fixes his shirt before stepping toward you. Just as he reaches your side, you look at him. “It’s beautiful,” you declare, still looking at the field. Javi looks at you and nods, “Yeah, it is.” before turning his head to look where your eyes were fixated. Suddenly, you interlink your arm with his, tugging at him to follow you into the field. “Come on, let’s pick some flowers,” you say, excitement filling your body, with a slight red washing across your face as you unlink your arm, running your hand down to hold his, as you turn around to face him while walking backward as laughter fills the air. Javi blushes at the sight of you for what seems like the millionth time today— as you two reach relatively far from the path you were previously walking, you let go of Javi’s hand, your body missing his touch.

You bend down near a patch of red carnations, picking a flower and lifting it to your nose, smelling the sweet yet subtle clove-like scent and letting it fill your body, making you feel warm inside. You stand back up and turn around to see Javi standing behind you, hands in his pockets with the corners of his lips upturned softly, causing gentle wrinkles to form around his dark-colored eyes. You walk up to him and place the flower behind his ear, letting his soft curls hug around the stem to hold it in place— light pink creeps up his neck and onto his cheeks once more. 

You giggle at his face, full of awe— you break your gaze from his kind face enough to look up into the sky, causing Javi to do the same. You notice it’s getting late, and just as you’re about to say you should get going to Javi’s house, he speaks, “It’s getting late; we should hurry before it gets too dark,” his deep voice with his rich accent echoing through your ears as if honey had a sound— making your cheeks flush. 

You simply nod in agreement while holding your hand out for him to take it. He has to look back between your hand and your face a few times before finally taking it in his own, making a few soft chuckles escape your mouth, causing him to do so too. After about 20 minutes of walking, the bright orange rays shining behind you slowly disappear until finally reaching it’s end, and the lightness of the moon begins peeking out from the horizon. The two of you reach Javi’s home, and God— was it beautiful. You wouldn’t admit it, but you felt slightly jealous while walking into his pristine villa home when you’re reminded of your small college dorm.

“Do you want a drink or anything?” he asks, breaking the non-awkward silence the two of you had throughout your walk. 

“Sure! Water’s fine,” you reply happily, looking at all of the knick-knacks Javi had littered throughout his home. Javi returns with your water in hand, nearly running to get back to you. 

After handing it to you, he speaks up, “Do you wanna go sit on the couch— or?” he says, his voice laced with a sort of sweetness that makes your body tingle. You nod in response, taking a sip from your water. Javi guides you to his living room; the large room before you opens up as he turns on moody, orange lights that remind you of the sunset you saw a mere hour ago. It feels homey— welcoming, and warm. Something you don’t experience at your own college house. Javi walks over to the couch, covered in soft blankets and a few pillows, and kicks his feet up on the coffee table. You follow closely behind, sitting close to him, your knees almost brushing against each other as you sink into your seat. 

Javi hums as if he’s forgotten something essential and stands up without saying anything. He disappears into the other room, leaving you there. After a few moments, he returns— an old worn book in his hands. “This is one of my favorite books,” he says, sitting back down next to you, “I want you to read it,” he finishes softly, looking at you while motioning for you to take it. You oblige— surprisingly, it’s a book you’ve never read, so of course, you’d be willing. You open the book to the first page, glancing at it, then turning over a few pages before running your fingers through each and every page, noticing messily written notes and scribbles written out into the worn margins. You absolutely adore annotated books, and it’s one of your favorite pastimes, besides actually reading the book in the first place. 

You let a few chuckles escape your mouth as you look up to see Javi’s relieved expression grow on his face after your silence. You reach over to hug him quickly, causing him to laugh too, his hand resting on your upper back. You pull away, returning your attention to the book, positioning yourself cross-legged before him, sinking into your seat even more. “Can I read it now?” you ask, smiling, still not looking at him but skimming the first page's notes. 

“Of course,” he says simply, smiling. You start reading immediately— resting your head on the side of the couch. You point out a few rather silly remarks he’s written down on the first page, causing you both to giggle. You spend well over an hour just reading the pages of the book, occasionally engaging in a conversation about what you’re reading, Javi being just as fascinated with it as you are, if not more which makes you chuckle. After a while, a “Can I lay my head on your lap?” escapes your mouth, looking at Javi for consent. He nods as his face heats up, and you lay down, the book above your face, as you two still talk about the notes he’s made and the careless actions the main character makes in the book. 

About halfway through the book, you hear Javi’s stomach grumble something mean, causing you to laugh. “You hungry?” you ask sarcastically, looking at him, letting a few more chuckles escape your mouth. You receive a nod as he joins in on your laughter, a slight tint of embarrassment hidden within as he hides his face behind his hands. You lift your head off his lap, setting the book down on the couch, not leaving the page you left off on. “You should eat,” you say softly. 

“Yeah,” he pauses, thinking. “Do you want some cake? That’s what I’m going to have,” he finishes, looking over at you, eyes glistening in the light’s warm tones that fill the room. 

You smile, “That sound’s perfect!” you say, nodding. He stands up, whispering a quiet ‘okay’ sound before disappearing into the other room once more before returning a few minutes later with two plates, each with red velvet cake and a napkin on each. You let out a small squeak at the sight, making your mouth water slightly at the richly flavored cake. As you two are eating, Javi finishes rather quickly, and you notice frosting on his face he doesn’t seem to notice. You pick up your napkin to wipe it off, his cheeks turning visibly red, as does yours, the both of you gigging. 

Once you finish your cake, you set both plates down on the coffee table, along with the book, and lay your head back down on his lap. “Wanna watch some TV?” you ask, looking up at his face and into his eyes as he meets yours. 

“Sure thing,” he says, nodding while looking down at your face before reaching for the remote to turn on the TV. After an hour of watching the show, you fall asleep, head still resting in his lap. He notices shortly after when he hears the soft snores that escape your mouth, which is slightly agape. He smiles at the sight, lowering his hand down to brush some of the hair out of your face. He feels your cold skin and grabs the blanket from behind you that was messily thrown over the couch’s back, and lays it over your body, causing you to stir slightly in your sleep. He lowers the volume of the TV so as to not wake you up.

Shortly after, he looks down at your sleeping state, whispering a light "Goodnight, hermosa (beautiful)," before he leans back onto the couch deeper, sighing contently, before falling asleep for the night, with you in a deep sleep on his lap.

[joniin]

god i wish that were me,

[spiritual-messages]

Their feelings for you :

Hello guys merry christmas 🎅 I wish you all a very bright future and a great year ahead bless!

Todays reading is all about your person's feelings for you .. So I want you all think take a few deep breaths think about your person and then pick a pile that attracts you the most bless here's my masterlist

The pictures aren't mine and are taken from pinterest 🤍 credit it the ownersss

Pile 1 ----- pile 2

Pile 3

Pile 1

This person and their energy :

Alrightie pile 1 welcome to your reading so the energy feels so warm and comforting here wowww so goood..so guys i heard " colleague " " guide " "soulmate" right after I connected... So lemme say that this person is your soulmate .. You have lived lives with them .. And this person is connected deeply with u .. And you both have influence over each other's lives and emotions .. Oohlalala

Their Feelings -

So this person feels like you are their soulmate .. Yes they are into spirituality and yess they know they have a connection with you that"s outta this material world ( lol I remembered the iconic MaTeRiAl GoWrL ) they feel like they are in perfect harmony .. And in perfect balance when they are with you.. This could also mean that you both guys are quite opposite but still feel balanced and listened when you are with each other .. This person feels veryyy comfortable sharing their emotions with you . they feel like they can trust you with everything (so precious ) they feel like you will always support them and give them honest opinions if they asked you about smth . ( they think u are very blunt that's what they find attractive they hate sugar coated ppl ) so guys this person and you might have an age gap possibly 2-5 years thats what im seeing and if they are the older one here .. They wanna protect you and guide you through out the life ... So they are actually not expressing their love for you right now .. Becz they think its not the right time ? (🤨 they tryin to get u outta your shell ? )

So this person has these oh so cheesy (jk jk lol) nahh they have romantic feelings for you tho they feel like you both can create your own little fairytale ( ngl u guys are cute haha dreamy and cute .. I see Pisces energyyy ) you guys could be from diffrent places mhm and met through work ( complicated i see.. Love at first sight for some ) guys this person loves you so much and they even planned their future with you ... they wanna travel with you haha could love museums this person is into art .. Like painting .. Damn... They are also veryyy romantic .. Might be into poetry wooho cool ...

Rn I see that they are trying to open you up like they wanna know how you feel about them .. Wanna discover your emotions till then they'll admire you from far ( aww poor guy/girl ) they want you to be fully comfortable with them before they confess their feelings haha ..

Possible zodiac - Pisces ,cancer and scorpio ( coming strong .. Water signs are everywhere haha bless ) taurus and virgo and a little bit of leo ( hey fellowsss )

Thats all for today .. Hope it resonated

Bless take care of yourself I wish you everything besttt

merry christmas

Pile 2

This person and their energy :

Alrightie pile 2 ... So guys ... For some of you .. This person is from past .. Could be your first love ( this is only for a few of you if you dont want you past come back its okay remember you create your own reality so let this info slide as its general reading alright Bless!) Or I see you spent past lives with this person.. So, This person could be your first love .. ( or you are this person's first love haha ) I see you guys met online ( are u asking about an ex ? This is your reading then)

Feelings :

So guys these person has soooo much romantic feelings for you .. They feel like some teenager around you like they get so shy around you *nervous laugh* lol ( now it makes sense tho .. Now i can finally understand why first love was coming so strong ) you have an effect on them .. They get goosebumps when they maintain eyeconatct with you and butterflies in the stomach if you ever stand close by ... Guys this person has separation anxiety ( awww idk for some reason im like " awww " I just can't help tho they are too cute ) so they hate having arguments with you they hate seeing you angry .. Like they feel that their whole world burnt down into ashes right infront of their eyes when u guys fight .. Guys this person wants to have a family with you. . like they wanna have children with you.. They want you as their wife/husband as soon as possible .. They wanna quit everything and just focus on you guysss this person is obsessed with you but in a healthy way tho. . they hate being away from you ... And they feel like they can stare at you 24/7 (wow completely melted bruh) this persons feels so happy with you .. They feel like you are their cute teddy bear that they can hug all day without getting tired ( ahhhh typa boy who would wake u up with kisses and buy you chocolates when u r on ur periods so affectionateeehhhh ) so guys this persons might talk alot around you or send u alot of texts .. They feel like you are the most precious thing in this world (which is a fact )

Possible zodiac :

Cancer , Pisces , scorpio , leo( heyyya felllows haha thats why the energy is so romantic mhmmm) , aries , virgo ( earthy earthy so caringgh) , aquarius ( cute little aliens )

So these could be their or your's sun , moon , rising or venus ,bless!

Bless ! I wish you everything best! Take care of your self! 🦋❤️

Merry christmas! ❤️💚

Pile 3 :

This person and their energy :

Alright pileee 3 welcome to your reading so the energy is heavy and mature here .👀 unlike the other two piles which were dreamy and all lovey dovey.. I feel more realistic here .. So your person is someone very mature and rational .. They might have a very serious aura and a rbf .. They are really mysteries and secretive .. They hate showing emotions tho this might be someone who's older than you or more mature orrr someone who's senior .. Someone on higher rank .. This person wasn't that lucky with love before which left them deep cuts and cracks on their heart which needs to be healed but instead of healing them they build walls around their heart and created boundaries .. They have trust issues and problem opening up to ppl 👀 also they are too calm that its annoying like nothing effects them ( well atleast thats what they show ahahaha after all they are also a human tho)

Their feelings :

So guys right now i see them confused .. Like they are really confused that why you wanna know them and why are you so nice to them .. (Hmm this guys is so extra .. Calm that ass down muhfakuh ) so they defiantly feel like you are someone magical .. So optimistic and nice always so kind ..( well they are suspicious ngl) they feel like you aren't that nice that you show...they often think " can someone be this perfect ? " they feel like you are with them just for the money they have ( oh common bitch release that past for fuck's sake ) they feel lile they shouldn't fall for you .. They are trying so hard to not fall in love but .. Damn ( finally bruhhh) i see that there are some romantic feelings coming .. The wheel turns and now they feel so comfortable with you. this got them thinkin " probably she/he is perfect .. She isn't like here/him (their ex) " I see them slowly letting their guard down around you .. Seeing a new life and journey with you which seems really exciting but again they are insecure and doubt full " what if she cheated .. What if I got my heart broken again "/( the pas was really bad and they dont wanna feel broken again guys .. They are Still confused if they should or shouldn't fall for you tho) they are trying to heal their past first .. I see you guys are probably in separation rn . becz this person is trying to heal .. Trying to get their mind clear about you ... They wanna heal from past first they are releasing their ex so they can be ready for a new loving relation with you .. And soon they will give you a chance .

Possible zodiac :

Capricorn ( ngl I knew it ) , virgo( not even surprised) , scorpio ( ha! Caught yaaaa) , aries , leo , sag

Thats all for today pile 3! LTake care of yourself I wish you everything best haha bless

Merry christmas ❤️💚( sorry only one song cameee forgive me pileee 3🥺)

That's all for today guysss I hope it resonated ����🤍... I wish you all a merry christmas .. Take care of yourself and spend time with your familyyy .. I wish you a great year

Take caree!

Bless

[thesexythighsofthebatman]

NOT MINE!

Artist: カリタ二 Font: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/56617349

[bloomingpresent]

Ferro Rosso Chapter IV

Pairing: Charles Leclerc/Female reader digital artist older woman

Summary: on your mids 30’s you never imagine you’d be divorce. To help with the healing process you decide to return to you first love: digital illustration. Posting videos of your art online leads you to work for Ferrari. But you never thought it’d lead you to find somebody that’s going to bring you back to trust again in love.

Warnings: NSFW! 18+, explicit sex, penetration, swearing, protected sex, REVERSE AGE GAP. Minors do not interact.

Disclaimer: This chapter is long, mainly because I wanted to lay the foundation for what's to come. Inspired by the photos of Charles in the test days in Bahrain. He looked tired and sleepy all the time. English is not my first language. All errors are mine. Enjoy!

You can find the other chapters here in my Masterlist

That last swallow of coffee felt like a bomb in your stomach.

It wasn't just what you were seeing, but also the way that made you feel. The situation had been made clear last night: "Friends who work together and have sex." You agreed to that, you accepted it. And you were upset with yourself because what you were seeing was bothering you. So basically this was your problem.

Would you do the same? Would you appear hand in hand with your partner in front of the person you are having sex with? All you knew was that you were upset, and hearing your coworkers gossip about it was not doing you any good.

You finish your breakfast as quickly as possible, trying to put on a perfect facade. You don't try to catch eyes with him either. Inside you were trying to figure out how to deal with this.

Those feelings you didn't miss at all. This was supposed to be your time, with no commitments, and no complications about love or sex.

You leave the room with all your coworkers, and out of the corner of your eye you see that he is a few feets away, but you avoid looking at him.

The road to the circuit was not long. But for you it was like a journey within yourself: "If he only wants this from me, maybe he will have it, mainly because it's what I want too. But I won't make it easy for him, I won't mix my feelings or overthink things. And if he gets tired, I'll go back to being the same as always and just focus on not having complications."

You mentally sign that agreement with yourself.

The days are intense at work. The pre-season is hard for everyone. For you because it is a new job and you are learning a lot. Charles has behaved very professionally, greeting you like everyone else on the team, and commenting on things only about work. He hasn't texted you, but you assume it's because he's actually with her now. You haven't seen his girl in the paddock. 

Once again you are reminded of the contract you signed with yourself.

You were at the coffee station in the hospitality area, making yourself a coffee.

"Hello stranger" you hear behind you. You recognize the voice right away.

"Hello Mr. Leclerc, what can I do for you?" you answer without turning around. 

Immediately he stands in front of you trying to see your face. "I don't drink coffee but  you can help me with something else." He bends down to search your eyes with his eyes.

Damn you Charles, it's not enough that he looks gorgeous, he smells fantastic too.

You smile in an attempt to hide your discomfort. "What you are doing is not right, it's not even fair" you answer with a serious gesture. If that's his game, that's what you'll play too.

His smile fades from his lips "Is there something wrong?" he asks you.

You want to scream everything at him. But you hold back "I don't approve of flirting while I'm working" you lie to him.

"Okay" he says, taking a step back "It's fair, it wouldn't be good for either of us."

"I could be fired, I don't know what consequences it might have for you," you say ironically, taking a drink of your coffee.

He notices your tone "What do you mean?"

You just keep a blank stare. "You wouldn't get fired for having an affair at work, you're the star here."

He can't keep his gaze on you "Trust me, it wouldn't be good for me either." he says as he looks down.

You just nod. Both of you look at each other in silence for a few seconds. Your phone starts buzzing in your pocket. "I have to go, they're already calling me" you start  gathering your things from the table next to you.

"When are we going to see each other?" he asks, winking at you.

"I don't have any complications, Charles, if I can and feel like it, I can see you whenever I want" you answer looking for something in your folders.

"Okay, shall I text you tomorrow? After the party, the race promoter is having. Will you go?" he asks.

"Sure I'll go, we're all going." You put on a smile as a facade, he doesn't know you saw him with that girl.

Everything in the test week is work, and he is just focused on that. So during the day they only talk to each other if they have to and in a very professional way.

The following night is the reception that the race promoter offers for the teams and part of the press. It's a good opportunity to catch up with the other drivers and people from other teams.

Bahrain is hot during the day but at night it is much colder. So the reception takes place in a large room at the hotel, where everyone gets together to share some drinks, listen to some music, and chat. It doesn't matter the colors of each team.

He arrives along with his teammate Carlos, his coach, and his agent. Immediately they meet the other drivers and people from the team. The night promises to be relaxed and fun. In some requisition of his mind was that conversation from the day before. But no more than that.

After a few minutes, he sees you in the distance. Laughing with someone while holding a drink in hand.

He follows you with his eyes in the distance.

He is also enjoying the evening.

"Lovers' spat?" Carlos tells him as he stands next to him looking in your direction.

"Asshole, you can't keep your mouth shut can you, and no, we haven't fought and we aren't lovers" he answers her by taking a drink from his glass.

"Do you really think I was going to keep my mouth after how excited you were to meet her when you found out she was going to work at Ferrari?" Carlos laughs as Charles signals him to lower his voice tone. "You spent a month watching her TikTok videos and talking to me about her while we studied in the preseason". The reason Carlos knew about you was not that Charles told him, but because Charles had already seen you before you went to work at Ferrari.

Charles just rolls his eyes at what Carlos tells him "It's complicated. I'm not able to offer her anything that interests her."

"Did you guys have sex?" Carlos asks. Charles nods. "Did you like sex with her?" Carlos asks again.

"You are so annoying, mate!" Charles answers looking where you are and continues drinking from his glass.

"I'll take that as a yes," Carlos laughs. "What the hell is the problem, Charles? You like her, sex with her is good. Go get her, the rest will work out along the way, and if not, then stop seeing each other and that's it."What Carlos says makes sense, after all, he was waiting months to meet you and now that you are there, everything is simpler.

He keeps looking for you with his eyes until you see him. Smiling at you and toasting the air with you in the distance. 

You just smile. 

After a while, you're chatting with Esteban Ocon, you've had almost no alcohol. So you're in all your senses.

Esteban, it’s a fun guy, he doesn't drink alcohol, but he's the center of the group you're chatting with. You realize that someone stands next to you while everyone is laughing.

"Charles, my friend, I haven't seen you these days!" Esteban approaches him to greet him with a handshake and a friendly hug. You don't even look in his direction, You just stand there. 

Charles greets everyone kindly and joins the conversation. An occasional brush of the forearm, a smile. It's all his interactions.

It is already a little late, everyone begins to retire to their rooms. You say goodbye to everyone, including Charles. You walk towards the exit of the room, it is dimly lit. You get to the elevator door and wait. You don't think about him trying anything with you tonight. Not if he’s with someone else.

When the elevator door opens, Charles appears out of nowhere next to you. "Can I accompany you friend?" he tells you, biting his lower lip.

You take a breath when you see him there "Yes, maybe I might get lost" you answer.

Both enter the elevator. You press the floor you are going to, and you turn your face towards him, and he is standing behind you "What floor are you going to?" you ask him.

He takes your hand and turns you towards him "I'm coming with you" he tells you and begins to kiss your lips. 

You can't help but lose yourself in his kiss. You kiss him openly. Hands all over each other’s bodies. The hot breath in each other’s mouths as you kiss without restraint. He pushes you against the elevator wall, kissing and biting your neck. He runs his tongue over where he had bitten you before, and you moan. You really want this.

"I want you," he tells you out of breath.

"Charles I want you too" you no longer think about anything. More than feeling his hands on your body again.

He mutters something in French that you don't understand. The elevator door opens on the floor of your room, before stepping out, you check that there is no one in the hallway. Both of you get to your door. "Aren't you going to get in trouble for not making it to your room tonight?" you tell him while you look for the card key in your bag.

"Don’t worry about it" he whispers into your ear from behind while his hands run all along your tights "I need this", his hands now grab your ass and give it a squeeze,  as you try to open the door. 

You enter the room staggering and trying to remove their clothes. Laughter and groans are mixed.

You feel strange at the feeling of familiarity that Charles's body causes you. Is it the sexual chemistry that both have? All you know is that you want to unleash all those emotions that being around him every day provokes in you and that you can't express freely.

"I've missed these lips," he says, kissing and biting you.

You unbutton his pants enjoying his kisses "Just my lips?" you ask, dropping his pants to the ground.

He throws the pants aside, grabs your forearm, he turns you around, and bends you down putting your hands on the bed. Your ass is at his mercy. "This ass..." he says, touching and caressing you, his pelvis in contact with your ass. "These breasts..." he says, leaning down, his mouth on your ear and his hands squeezing your breast through the fabric of your clothing. His groin rubbing against your ass.

"Mmm, that feels delicious" you throw your head back as you lean against him enjoying the feeling of his hard cock on your ass.

He moves away. "Take off your clothes" he orders you stepping back and watching you.

You get up and start to take off your shirt, you can feel his gaze. Then you take off your pants, sliding them down, giving him a glorious view of your ass from behind. Knowing that he is watching you is exciting for you.

Charles's pupils dilate in ecstasy. You are a vision to him.

You turn to him alone in your underwear "Is this what you want?" you are definitely excited, you can feel how wet you are for him.

"No," he says moving closer to you "I want all of you," he tells you and starts sliding your panties down. You can see his hard cock through the fabric of his boxers.

When your panties are on the floor, he starts caressing your legs from your ankles and up."I want your legs..." he murmurs while running his fingers over your skin. It gives you shivers. "I want these thighs..." he continues caressing you, working his way up. When his face reaches your neck, he bites mercilessly, slides his fingers between your folds, and gently presses your clit.

You jump slightly at the feel of his fingers, and your hips involuntarily move forward in search of more friction. "Fuck Charles!" You moan in pleasure and grab his wrist trying to get him to touch you even more.

He looks into your eyes "Tell me you like what I do to you" he tells you, his eyes sparkle with passion. His fingers are now moving in circles on your clit. 

You moan, you're at the mercy of his fingers, and you love it. "I love what you do to me" you whisper in ecstasy.

He turns to your neck "Tell me you love how I fuck you" his fingers now press harder and move faster.

Your body bends in pure pleasure "Oh I love how you fuck me Charles!" your moans are already louder.

His cock begins to writhe in his boxers upon hearing what he wants to hear from you.

He looks into your eyes again "Do you want me to fuck you now?" His fingers slide inside you now.

Your pussy is practically dripping for him. You moan loudly "Yes!" you manage to tell him when you feel his fingers move in and out of you.

That is enough for him to lose all the sense of control that he had over you until now.

He kisses you while taking off his boxers. He quickly looks in his pants pocket for a condom.

You are already completely naked on the bed.

He opens the condom while he walks towards you, he reaches the bed, and you come closer and take his cock with your hand and start to fist it, he is already dripping pre cum liquids. He moans saying something in French when he feels the touch of your hand.

You understand that he is enjoying it and you don't stop. "It looks so good" you tell him, studying his cock up close"I can't help myself" you say and you take it to your mouth without hesitation.

He could cum just with that, but he grits his teeth to hold it back and enjoys the sight and your mouth tasting his cock.

Not only is the feeling of your mouth on his cock it’s exquisite, but the sounds emanating from your throat are also intoxicating for Charles. "Doll you're killing me," he whispers as he strokes his thumb across your cheek as his cock moves in and out of your mouth.

You like that feeling, you like knowing that you have some control over his pleasure, it's something new for you. Having been with a few men before you got married didn't allow you to experience much. This is your opportunity to push your limits a little further.

It doesn't take long for Charles to ask you to stop "Stop, stop now, I want to cum inside you" he tells you with his breath hitching.

You want him to fuck you, deep in some corner of your being you have been waiting for him to do it again, even if you don't want to admit it to yourself.

You slide your mouth off his member out of your mouth and lie down on the bed.

He slides the condom on his cock and leans over to you. "Open those legs for me," he asks.

You please him without question, that beautiful man is a sight. Standing there looking at you with so much desire in his eyes.

He brings his cock closer to your folds and rubs with the tip up and down your clit. That makes you moan and spread your legs welcoming him inside you again.

He slides into you all at once with a gasp.

"So good..." you gasp and lean back on the bed and lock your legs around his waist, making him even deeper inside of you.

This is so intimate, you are face to face, looking into each other's eyes while he is inside you.

He takes your face in his hands and forces you to fix your eyes on him. He begins to move.

You close your eyes to the pleasure. "No baby, don't close your eyes. Look at me" he tells you. You have nowhere to go, he is taking you to sex heaven with what he is doing.

"Don't stop looking at me, I want to see you when you cum for me" he tells you and he places on hand on the mattress and rises above you, allowing him access to your clit.

"God!" you scream when he starts rubbing your clit and fucking you. He is breaking you apart.

Charles feels your walls squeezing his cock over and over, your moans and how beautiful you look to him while he's fucking you is what he was looking for. Disarm you and disarm him too. 

He hadn't wanted someone as much as he wants you. And is terrifying, something new, an older woman, with more experience than him. It was something he had never imagined, you caught him off guard, just when he thought he would spend some time just having fun.

You have no restrictions on verbalizing how much you are enjoying yourself. Your legs push him deeper into you, nails digging into his arms. His sculpted body in front of your eyes is a  visual treat. Everything about this sexual act is from another world to you.

"Please, I don't want to cum yet," you ask him about reaching your climax.

Charles stops "Why babe?" he says breathlessly.

"Take me from behind Charles" you say caressing his face.

His pupils darken with desire as he hears you.

 "Goddess" is the only thing his mind can elaborate.

You quickly turn around and get on all fours on the bed "Take me please, make me cum" if you had any restrictions left, with that phrase everything went to hell. You no longer had control of your sexual instincts.

Not much to say or think. He slides inside you all at once, making you cry out in pleasure, your hands clutching the sheets.

He grabs your hips and begins with a maddening rhythm, the friction of his cock inside you is unbearably delicious.

"So so good babe... this is so good... pussy so good" he says incoherently.

You reach back towards your clit and start rubbing it gently, you don't want to finish before him. But you know you won't last much longer.

"Baby, I can’t..." he tells you about to explode.

Then you start to fuck yourself against his cock, pushing back each time he enters you.

"Merde babe shit shit shit" he grabs your hips tightly, his cock twitching inside you.

"Cum Charles, I want to feel you cumming inside me" you order him with a broken voice, you can't take it anymore either.

"Merde, mon Dieu, beau, je te donne tout..." he moans and starts cumming inside you.

"So gooooodddd" you squeal cumming too, his cock feels so good cumming inside you.

 You both collapse on the bed. The satisfaction that runs through your veins is delicious.

"Shit! That was exquisite" he mutters with his eyes closed.

You are on your stomach catching your breath. "I'm broken," you say with a lazy smile.

Charles smiles and looks at you again, there you are with your eyes closed, post sex, “Glowing” He thought for himself as he watched you.

You feel just like that, glowing and floating in the air.

Is this how you should feel after amazing sex? Or is this something else?

You open your eyes and look at him, he is smiling at you "Maybe you should go back to your room".

"Why?" Charles asks, propping himself up on his elbows..

You doubt for a few seconds before telling him. "I saw you yesterday with that girl at breakfast, I know you're not alone" you say, biting your lips.

He looks straight ahead, as if thinking of an answer. Then he just gets out of bed and heads to the bathroom. You stay in bed, you put on your underwear, you're already regretting what you just said.

He returns to the room, looks for his boxer and sits next to you on the bed. "I want to be honest with you." He starts talking "I started seeing her a few weeks ago. We're not dating, we're not a couple. She's not here anymore." He tells you looking into your eyes. "If you think it will be a problem for you, just say the words and we can stop seeing each other. I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable."

His honesty surprises you.

You take a deep breath "Thank you for your honesty." You really do appreciate his honesty, it's not something you're used to in your experience with men. "I don't think it's a problem for me." You say looking down "You mean I can see someone else too?" you ask tentatively.

Charles is taken by surprise by your question "Of course" he answers. At least at that moment he thinks it won't be a problem for him either.

"Okay. We have a deal then?" You tell him you offer your hand for him to shake.

He takes your hand, shakes it and then approaches your face and kisses you "We have a deal" he smiles at you.

What follows after that is hours of just sex. Some talk, but purely sex.

A few minutes before 6 in the morning, Charles wakes you up with a gentle touch on the cheek. "I'm leaving, I have training in an hour and I want to shower and have breakfast" he tells you in a sleepy voice.

You can barely open your eyes "Okay, thanks for letting me know" you smile at him sleepily.

He gives you a quick kiss on the cheek laughing "See you later firecracker".

You can hear his footsteps walking away from the bed and when the door closes and you go back to sleep.

The new deal between you and him sounds reasonable. But what if at some point the reason no longer takes part in this deal?

Smiling but sleepy after a long night

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Come Dance With Your Son, Here In Hell!!

The Crimson Butterfly [My Hero Academia & Tokyo Ghoul]

We all are familiar with the two most well-known anime/manga series called "Tokyo Ghoul" and "Boku No Hero Academia". What if there is a quirk that existed in the world of BNHA called the Ghoul Quirk? || My Hero Academia ft. Tokyo Ghoul || (Follows the canon storyline of MHA & is up-to-date with the manga.) 

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Angst. 

Warning: Age-gap romance (no smut), blood, gore, strong language, unrequited love.

Pairing: Dabi/Touya Todoroki X OC X Shoto Todoroki

Note: Shoto and my OC are of the same age (16 yrs old) and Dabi/Touya is 8 yrs older than them (24 yrs old) - Just like how it is in the manga.

I know this is an xOC fic, but you can read it as a self-insert if you like.

(The Paranormal Liberation War Arc)

Nana’s POV (Three months later, at the end of March, the day of the Paranormal Liberation War)

Three months had passed since the boys and I started our internship at Endeavor’s Agency. The four of us had worked our asses off ever since day one. During weekdays, we all would go back to school and give practical reports on our internships and share what we gained from our experiences with my old man Aizawa and All Might. So far, everyone in our class had improved their techniques and skills and become even stronger than they were before. 

Working under Endeavor for the last three months really did help me a lot. He advised me to focus more on my Ghoul quirk as my Gravity Manipulation quirk was already quite strong and powerful in his opinion. Endeavor quoted that as my Ghoul quirk was one of the rarest quirks out there in this quirk-based society, I was blessed with incredible lightning-fast speed, unparalleled monstrous physical strength, and remarkable regenerative or healing ability. And for that reason, during the whole internship, I focused on improving my Ghoulish speed and strength alongside my other abilities.

Endeavor said to me that the lightning-bolt projectile firing ability of my Ukaku Kagune was quite powerful and was really useful for long-range offensive attacks, so he kept pushing me to use this ability of mine more and more, saying that I had to generate more powerful electricity and lightning-bolt projectiles from my Ukaku Kagune. He even advised me to try and fire crystallized bullets and lightning-bolt projectiles, both at the same time for it might give me a great advantage during battles. Besides that, I also worked hard and improved the skills and techniques of using my Rinkaku Kagune, excelling in its brute strength and striking power.

Besides the internship training, Endeavor arranged special training sessions for me where he hired experts in martial arts, especially Taijutsu and Jujutsu, and swordsmanship. He already knew that ever since I was a little child, I had been taking hardcore training on martial arts and swordsmanship from my old man Aizawa and Yomo sensei, and also knew that I used my scythe as my weapon during fights. So because of that, he made all those arrangements for me in order to improve my hand-to-hand combat and swordsmanship skills and techniques.

Endeavor even made special arrangements for my lunch and dinner. As he was already aware of the fact that to keep my Ghoul quirk all-time active and strong, I needed to feed myself on human flesh alongside normal human foods, Endeavor always made sure that I was getting my proper meals during every lunch and dinner. I never knew Endeavor could be that kind and generous, so even though a part of me hated him because of Touya, I still had to give him the respect he deserved for going all out like this for me.

I was also told to strengthen the powers and abilities of my Kakugan even more, so I had to frequently use my Kakugan eyes during every single training session. During the internship, Endeavor advised me to always keep my Kakugan activated and use them to read people’s every single move because, in combats, my Kakugan allowed me to see fast-moving objects and offered me the predictive capability of anticipating an opponent's next move based on the slightest muscle tension in their body and acting accordingly to dodge or to intercept. Endeavor said that this ability was really helpful as it gave me the opportunity to always stay a step ahead of my opponents.

Also, my space-time teleportation or swapping ability got even more upgraded which now allowed me to move, dodge and attack faster than ever. Under Endeavor’s instructions, I always used this ability on Bakugo, Midoriya, and Shoto in our internship training to deliver surprise attacks and strikes on the villains by swapping each other’s places. And now thankfully, the boys and I would always move in sync and swap places with each other whenever we had to make a surprise attack on an opponent. 

Today, it was the end of our spring break, which meant the day had finally come; to fight and stop the upcoming threat of the Paranormal Liberation Front. Right now, students from every Hero school in Japan had arrived and gathered around the center of the Jaku City in Kyoto for the upcoming battle.

We all met up with Burnin who told us that we the students were ordered to evacuate the residents from the rear of the city while the pro heroes split up into two groups and took their positions at two different places; one was at the foot of a mountain while the other was at the Jaku General Hospital. 

The Jaku General Hospital and the mountain were eighty kilometers away from each other and that hospital was the place where Shigaraki was apparently hiding the entire time for months now while the rest of the Paranormal Liberation Front was taking their shelter on top of that mountain in the Gunga Mountain Villa. 

Determined to deliver the first blow before the villains put their plans in motion, the Hero Public Safety Commission organized this large assault force made up of us the students, the pro heroes, and the police to take down the Paranormal Liberation Front.

The assault force was divided into three teams; the Hospital Raid Team, the Villa Raid Team, and the Evacuation Team.  

The Hospital Raid Team which was led by Endeavor was in charge of storming the Jaku General Hospital as it was the place where the Nomu were produced and where Shigaraki was also located. The Hospital Raid Team was divided into two groups where one group was tasked with evacuating visitors, staff, and inmates while the other group consisting of Endeavor, Aizawa, Present Mic, Mirko, Ryukyu, Gran Torino, and Detective Tsukauchi was tasked to infiltrate secret hospital labs to dismantle Nomu's production, arrest Shigaraki and a doctor named Kyudai Garaki.

Next was the Villa Raid Team and they had the mission of storming the Gunga Mountain Villa, the headquarters of the Paranormal Liberation Front and arresting all of its members. Here in the Villa Raid Team, the UA students were divided into two different groups.

The first main group was on the front line of the battlefield with the other pro heroes (Keigo, Midnight, Kamui Woods, Mt. Lady, Fat Gum, Edgeshot, Cementoss, Gran Orca, and many others) which consisted of Jiro, Kaminari, Tokoyami, Tamaki senpai, Komori from Class 1-B and Honenuki from 1-B.

The second group was the Villa Backup Team, a group made up exclusively of trainees whose job was to catch any villain who slipped past the front line. This group was placed in the forest, just a few meters away from the foot of the mountain which consisted of Yaoyorozu, Kirishima, Mina, Sero, Sato, Shoji, Hagakure, Ojiro, Mineta, Aoyama, and a few others from Class 1-B alongside many students from other hero schools.

Finally, there was the Evacuation Team which was led by Burnin, and the function of this team was to evacuate the inhabitants of Jaku City, near the hospital and move them to safety, and this team consisted of me, Bakugo, Shoto, Midoriya, Uraraka, Tsu, Iida, Koda, Nejire senpai and many others from other hero schools.

Also, although they were not part of any of the three groups, there were also some heroes deployed in different cities to capture the traitorous heroes that had allied with the Paranormal Liberation Front.

Two hours passed since we started the evacuation.

“If anyone in this neighborhood can’t get up and out on their own, please let us know!!” Burnin announced. “There’s a chance that this entire city will soon be a counter-villain battle zone!!”

“Shuttles will take you from here! Get out of this city!” Bakugo shouted.

“Thank you, young man.” A kind elder lady smiled at Bakugo. “Here have a chocolate bun.”

“It will just make my mouth dry! Forget that crap and get going!” Bakugo responded.

“Might as well accept her generosity.” Uraraka muttered, sweat-dropping.

“You just want a freaking bun for yourself!” Bakugo yelled at Uraraka.  

“He even treats old folks that way.” Tsu commented.

“There is a manuscript on paper that I haven’t submitted yet… So, don’t destroy my workplace, okay?!” a man pleaded worriedly.

“We will preserve and protect your precious manuscripts, sir!” Iida responded, helping the man to move.

“The fifth ward is completely evacuated!” Koda announced through the comms.

“Our group is finished too!” Nejire Senpai announced from afar.

“We are going to check every single building to ensure that nobody has been left behind in senior homes and apartments!” Iida stated.

“Please, calm down! No running please!” Burnin called out to the civilians. “We are going to have you folks ride these vehicles to a shelter outside the city!”

Suddenly, while I was helping with the evacuation, I sensed something unpleasant from afar with the help of my Ghoul quirk which made me quite worried. I noticed Midoriya looked worried as well. I quickly walked up to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

“Izuku?” I muttered.

“You sensed it too, haven’t you, Nana-chan?” Midoriya mumbled.

I simply nodded my head in response.

“Nana, Midoriya, what is it?” Shoto asked, eyeing us worriedly.

“Slacking off, huh?! What's your excuse this time?!” Bakugo asked.

“Guys… The hospital…” I said.

“Huh?” Bakugo raised an eyebrow.

“Guys!!” I called, making my other friends look at me. “A huge shockwave of Shigaraki’s decay will head over toward this direction any second now! Quick, everyone, move away from here!!”

With that, I quickly ran over to the direction where Shigaraki’s wave would come from while my friends started to move the remaining civilians away as fast as possible. Just a few seconds later, the ground under us started to shake violently and I looked up to see that Shigaraki’s huge strong decay wave was flowing down from the peak of the mountain while destroying the mountain and the path it was flowing down in the process.

“Get these people moving!!” Bakugo yelled.

I quickly used my repulsive force and pushed back the huge decay wave.

“Endeavor?! Hey Endeavor?!” Burnin yelled in comms.

“Everyone run!!”

“The wave is extremely strong!!” I yelled through my gritted teeth, using all my force to hold back the wave. “Everything is going to crumble to dust!! I won’t be able to hold it back any longer!! Hurry up, everyone!!”

When I noticed that all the civilians were moved away from there and my fellow hero friends and I were the only ones left, I called out again.

“I’m releasing my repulsive force!” I shouted.

And as soon as I released my force, I quickly altered my and my friends’ gravities and we all flew up in the air. I looked down and saw that Shigaraki’s decay wave started to crumble down buildings, roads, and everything it touched. I along with my friends quickly flew away and landed at a spot where Shigaraki’s decay wave won’t reach us.

“Is everyone okay?!” I asked.

“Yeah!” they all responded.

“We need to evacuate the other side of the city as well!” Iida noted.

“What’s up at the hospital?! Somebody, please respond!!” Burnin shouted. “Endeavor!! Ryukyu!! Anyone!!”

“What’s going on at that hospital?!” Uraraka asked.

“The hospital is completely destroyed.” I responded. “There’s nothing left at the place.”

Then all of a sudden, Burnin was able to contact Endeavor.

“Endeavor?! Hello?!” she called. “Huh?! One for what?! Whatever, I am on my way to assist you!!”

Midoriya, Bakugo, and I went rigid on our spots and looked over at each other, giving each other a knowing look.

“He’s heading for the shelter!!” Endeavor announced this to us through the comms. “We’re expanding the battlefield!! Order them to evacuate another side of the city!!”

“Hurry!! He will be here any moment!! Whatever he lands next is done for!!” Iida yelled.

“Are you kidding?! That punk is… how?!”

“Cry about it later!! For now, we have to evacuate!!”

“You need to get away from here, Izuku.” I whispered to the green-haired boy.

“But, the town’s people’s safety is a priority!” Midoriya whispered back.

“Listen up!!” Bakugo called, making Midoriya look at him. “These people are going to look out for you… because being a hero means protecting everyone!!”

“Kacchan…” Midoriya trailed off.

“That’s been the only option since the beginning after all… Just knowing he is coming here right after one for all was mentioned, it's difficult to be certain that's the reason  why…  but the one thing's for sure, you need to move!!” Bakugo stated.

Midoriya went silent for a moment before nodding his head at us. Bakugo and I nodded back at him and the three of us blast up in the air and started to head southwest.

“Hey!! Where are you going?!” Shoto shouted at us.

“Ah! There's something I forgot!! I’ll be back in a flash!!” Midoriya responded before he tried to contact Endeavor through his comms. “This is Deku!! Please excuse my use of the private channel!! There's a possibility that Shigaraki is after me! Though I don’t know if I can lead him to a place with no people around!!”

“I'll destroy him!!” Bakugo grumbled under his breath.

“Please hear me out for a moment!!” Midoriya added.  

“What are you saying?!” Endeavor asked.

“I’ll explain later!! I’m too far away to spot Shigaraki now cause of all the dust and smoke!! Please let me know if he suddenly changes courses!!”

“Like I have got time for that!!” Endeavor responded before he went silent for a moment. “Dammit!! He altered course!! He’s heading southwest now!!”

“Thought so!” Midoriya responded. “Thank you! I can buy the evacuation effort sometime! I will try to lure him away!!”

Midoriya disconnected the line and looked at us.

“Hear that?! He's coming our way!!” he stated.

“Of course, I heard!!” Bakugo responded. “Were you listening?! That total scumbag has turned into some kind of monster!! All the more reason to play keep away!!”

“Why are you two following me?!” Midoriya asked.

“Want me to kill you instead?!” Bakugo snarled.  

“No!!”

“Use your freaking head! We are short on time and are the only people who know your deal without needing some long-winded explanation! Me and Nana, duh!!” Bakugo yelled.

“Katsuki’s right!” I added. “Shigaraki has grown really powerful now! I felt that power when I held back his decay wave! You can’t face him on your own, Izuku!”

“In that case, thank you!!” Midoriya responded.

“Don’t get a big head about it!!” Bakugo growled. “Follow you? You think you are the main character now or something? I have got unfinished business with that piece of crap. Since I’m the guy who put an end to All Might. One For All is just the bait… ‘cause I am the one who will get payback for that day!! It's the perfect chance to rack up a win!! Get it?! Good! Just keep it together and don't trip me up!!”

“Got it!”

As we flew up through the air, I suddenly felt two different presences coming in our direction at high speed. My eyes widened in fraction. I immediately recognized who they were; one was Gran Torino and another one was Shigaraki.

“Guys!!” I yelled in bewilderment. “Shigaraki is here!! Move away!!”

“Hand over One For All, Izuku Midoriya!!” Shigaraki yelled as he flew directly at us.

Wasting no time, I quickly used my repulsive force and pushed Shigaraki far away from us. And right on cue, Gran Torino appeared at the spot and grabbed the boys before he and I quickly flew away from there in a flash.

“When I heard One For All over the comms, I had a real bad feeling.” Gran Torino stated. “Were you kids looking to scrap with that thing?! Shigaraki's decay obliterates anything he touches and then some! Even getting hit with a piece of stray rubble will kill you! As you are now, you don't stand a chance!!”

“But!!” Midoriya cried.

“Listen, us, heroes aren’t out of the picture yet!” Gran Torino added. “Hang on a second! That thing will be brought down by everyone who is left!!”

A few seconds later, the four of us landed somewhere safe.

“Should be good here.” Gran Torino said, putting down the boys.

“But old man Aizawa is down there!” I stated worriedly. “I just saw him now!”

“Yeah, he’s sealing off Shigaraki’s quirks.” Gran Torino responded.

“We’re still pretty damn close, Gramps!!” Bakugo noted.

“This is as far as we go, Bakugo.” Gran Torino explained. “That thing is capable of moving quicker than any of us expected. There are only so many heroes who can give chase and since our comms are jammed, luring him too far away would actually give Shigaraki free rein. He already got that thing away from the people and into Eraser’s line of sight! Now I’m heading back to help keep Eraser mobile.”

“Are you saying we should just hide?!” Midoriya asked.

“At least let me go with you!” I pleaded.

“Word is All For Once quirk was transferred to Shigaraki.” Gran Torino muttered.  

“What?!” Midoriya and I gasped.

“Yes. If he manages to steal One For All from you, well… what's worse than the worst-case scenario?”

Suddenly a huge explosion went off and we turned to look around. We noticed that as all the heroes started to charge for Shigaraki, several Nomus emerged from the wreckage of the hospital, leaving everyone confused as to how they survived.

“The Nomus are still alive?!” I gasped.

Then I noticed that Shigaraki was about to charge at Aizawa.

“Dang, it! He’s heading right for Eraser!! You three keep hidden!!” Gran Torino yelled, before dashing away.

Even though Gran Torino told us just now to stay hidden, his words didn’t reach up to my brain. Without thinking twice, I flew up and charged straight at Shigaraki.

“Nana!!” Bakugo and Midoriya called out, following me from behind.

“There’s no way I can let my old man die!” I shouted.

“Got your eyes on me, huh?” Shigaraki yelled, charging at Aizawa. “Well then, who is watching you? You are in the way Eraser Head!!”

“No, you are in the way!!” Aizawa yelled back.

Before Shigaraki could even touch Aizawa, I came in and punched Shigaraki square in the face, making him fly far away from us.

“Get the fuck away from my father, you scumbag!!” I snarled.

“It's our turn to save him!!” Bakugo yelled.

“As long as Shigaraki’s quirks are erased, we can join the fight too!! The worst case is… we, losing our teacher and Nana, losing her father!! The teacher who has watched over us all the time!!” Midoriya shouted.

“The man who took me in and raised me as his own child!!” I added. “We can’t lose him!! I can’t lose him!!”

“Nana… Midoriya…Bakugo…” Aizawa trailed off, looking completely puzzled.

“Let’s do this rationally!!” Bakugo smirked before he attacked Shigaraki with his epic move. “A.P. Machine Gun!!!”

A huge explosion went off, but nothing much happened to Shigaraki.

“Cute fireworks show there!” Shigaraki mocked Bakugo as he was about to attack the blonde. “But sorry. You are not on my radar anymore.”

But right on time, Endeavor came in and blast Shigaraki away from Bakugo.

“Endeavor!” Midoriya gasped.

“Where is Shoto?!” Endeavor asked.

“It’s just the three of us here!” I responded.

“That body is beyond human at this point!” Gran Torino noted.  

“And keep that scum away from us!” Manual stated who was supporting Aizawa to stand up.

“As powerful and sturdy as All Might.” Endeavor commented.

“As All Might?!” Midoriya gasped.

“But as long as I don’t blink, that power is all he has got. And I will hold on for a good long time.” Aizawa stated.

“For whatever reason, you three are here now…” Endeavor looked at me, Midoriya, and Bakugo. “Let's save the ‘why’ for later! We are giving Eraser the support he needs! Bakugo, you cover Deku! And Nana, follow me!” 

With that, both Endeavor and I started to charge at Shigaraki. I quickly unleashed my Ukaku Kagune and was ready to attack. Shigaraki also started to charge back at us and grab Midoriya.

“Acquire One For All…! One For All!” Shigaraki mumbled to himself with a crazy grin on his face. “You will be mine, little brother…!!”

Endeavor unleashed his Hell Spider flames while I fired powerful lightning-bolt projectiles from my Ukaku Kagune altogether at Shigaraki, making him fly back and crash hard on the ground again. When he got up and was about to charge at Midoriya again, Gran Torino came in and kicked him in his face.

“Hitting back can be the best way to avoid dying! After all, I did train a crazy super guy!” Gran Torino noted. “Now quit trampling all over Shimura’s memory! You even existing hurt Toshinori so much… It had made everyone suffer!!”

“Not on your radar, huh?! You total piece of crap!! He was just a bait!!” Bakugo smirked before unleashing a huge explosion from his gauntlets.

“It’s over!! Tomura Shigaraki!!” Endeavor yelled as he charged forward and used a new super move called Vanishing Fist and struck Shigaraki square in the chest.

After taking so many powerful strikes one after another from Bakugo, Endeavor, and Gran Torino, Shigaraki was now having a bit problem standing back on his own two feet.

“You heroes hurt your own families just to help complete strangers.” Shigaraki stated. “Dad told me that… You want ideals? I have it! No, I had it!”

“What did you say?” Gran Torino asked.

“Heroes have been pretending to protect society…” Shigaraki stated. “How many times in the past throughout multiple generations have they turned a blind eye to things they could not protect? Or silently swept the filth of society under the rug? It’s been building up so frivolously… the resulting rot emanates from within and decay ensues…It’s the small accumulation of this rot… the trash coddled by being protected all the time… the role players who only serve the spoil… a meek society... The destruction that will ensue is merely the result of all the reckless grandstanding you have accumulated… that’s how the muck gets cast out…That’s how they break can retaliate… that's how it loops back again and again and again… simple, right? You don't need to understand! In fact, you are incapable of understanding! That's the dichotomy of heroes and villains!!”

“Thanks for your monologue! But you are already dead!! Give…” Endeavor yelled before shooting a blast of fire in Shigaraki's direction, but Shigaraki dodged the attack by jumping into the air. “How is he able to move?!”

Gran Torino tackled Shigaraki to the ground but Shigaraki turned to face Gran Torino as he tried to jump away and grabbed Gran Torino's left leg and crushed it before slamming him into the ground.

“Gran Torino!!!”

"I can't forgive the likes of you!! I don’t forgive any of you!!” Shigaraki screamed.

Midoriya charged at Shigaraki and tried to strike him with Blackwhip, but Shigaraki rushed past him and Bakugo as he aimed for Aizawa. Ryukyu and I quickly stepped in as I used my Rinkaku Kagune while Ryukyu used her dragon-clawed paws and we grabbed Shigaraki together before tackling him on the ground. Midoriya then quickly joined in and also grabbed Shigaraki with his Blackwhip. Even though Shigaraki was now stronger and faster than us, we had to make sure that he couldn't escape from our restraints. Midoriya even struck and karate-chopped Shigaraki with his 100% Wyoming Smash, but nothing happened to the said villain leader. 

“Maintain that exact position, Nana, Deku!!” Endeavor yelled as he and Bakugo charged forward.

“Hurry up!!” I yelled, using all my power to grab Shigaraki and pin him down, who was struggling under our restraints.

But then I suddenly noticed something in Shigaraki’s hands as he pointed that thing in Aizawa's direction.

“Wait, that's...!” I gasped, realizing that they were Overhauls’ quirk-destroying bullets, and I quickly looked over at Aizawa. "Shigaraki has Overhaul's quirk-erasing bullets! Old geezer, get out of the way!!" 

Immediately, Shigaraki then pierced his hand through Ryukyu’s claws, making her scream out in pain. Midoriya and I punched Shigaraki, trying to hold him onto the ground. Bakugo came just in time and destroyed almost all the bullets with his AP shot explosion. However, Shigaraki still had one left and before we could do anything, he quickly shot the bullet from the palm of his hand and the bullet hit Aizawa’s crippled right leg. But before the drug could even spread throughout his entire body, Aizawa quickly pulled out his knife and cut his right leg off.

“Old geezer!!” I yelled in worry.

And right on cue, Shigaraki pushed me away and bit down on Midoriya’s arm, before he suddenly unleashed a shockwave to break free of Ryukyu and Midoriya’s grip and flew straight for Aizawa, getting rid of Ryukyu and Midoriya and also dodging Endeavor's blow. Shigaraki was about to grab Aizawa’s face, but before he could do that, I dashed forward and kicked him away.

“Didn’t I tell you to stay away from my father, you bastard?!” I shouted.

“Nana!”

I looked around and saw Shoto running towards the battlefield.

“Shoto, right on time.” I noted.

“After you protect him, then what?” Shigaraki chuckled. “Even if you so desperately try to delay it, the only thing that awaits you is destruction!!”

“Shoto!!” Endeavor called out.

“I’m late because I was helping Ryukyu's team!! Cool off, I will help you out in the meantime!” Shoto stated before dashing towards Shigaraki.

“That fucking bastard!!” Bakugo growled at Shigaraki. “Deku, you must get out of here!!”

“I will never!!” Midoriya responded.

Shigaraki then announced that it was time for everyone to die, but just at that moment, his body ripped and spouted out blood.

“What the hell?” I raised an eyebrow.

“Huh? But just now oh I see… surpassing my limits must have put a strain on my body…” Shigaraki mumbled to himself.

His body…

Gran Torino warned us that Shigaraki has been transplanted with All For One's quirk…

His body can't keep up with that overwhelming power!!

But nevertheless, Shigaraki's regeneration finally kicked in again.

“One touch to finally end this!!” he announced, attempting to use his decay quirk on the ground again to finish everyone off.

I quickly altered everyone’s gravity and made them fly up in the air while I dashed forward and punched Shigaraki right in the face.

“You’re right!!” I shouted. “We're ending this, Shigaraki. Right here, right now!!”

If Shigaraki touches the ground, there will be another huge wave of destruction…

He has to be dealt with in the air…

I quickly altered his gravity and made him fly up in the air before dropping others back on the ground again. I also flew up in the air and dashed forward to attack Shigaraki.

“I’m going to help Nana-chan!” Midoriya announced. “Please take care of Gran Torino, Aizawa, and the others!!”

“Shoto, deal with the injured!” Endeavor ordered.

“Hold on, Deku!!” Bakugo yelled out. “You are the one who should be furthest from that guy! ‘Erasure’ is already gone!!”

“Then who else is going to keep Shigaraki up in the air?!” Midoriya yelled.

“Me you idiot! Get away from here, Izuku!” I scolded.

“Let’s fight together, Nana-chan!” Midoriya stated.

“Fine! But you better not die on me!” I responded.

And with that, both Midoriya and I charged forward to attack Shigaraki.

“If you both like the sky so much, then I will cut off your hands and send you straight to heaven!!” Shigaraki smirked, charging at us as well. “And I will make sure those old geezers down there keep you both company!!”

“Leave them alone!” Midoriya growled.

“Don’t you dare hurt anyone else!!” I snarled.

“Endeavor, you better not miss this time!!” Bakugo yelled, before grabbing Endeavor’s wrist as he was getting ready to blast off into the air to charge at Shigaraki.

Midoriya unleashed his Blackwhip and grabbed Shigaraki, while I kept on striking Shigaraki with all my Ghoul quirk strength while firing crystallized bullets and lightning-bolt projectiles at him, all at the same time. Shigaraki then broke free from Midoriya’s Blackwhip and was about to attack him, but I again quickly came in and punched Shigaraki away. Midoriya again grabbed Shigaraki with his Blackwhip and continued to drag him through the air as he started his assault on Shigaraki, striking him with Detroit Smash, Wyoming Smash, St. Louis Smash, and finally Texas Smash. I kept my distance from Shigaraki and Midoriya while still keeping both of them high up in the air with my Gravity Manipulation quirk as we couldn’t let Shigaraki touch the ground under any circumstances.

“That’s incredible!!” Manual gasped.

“No, he’s going to get destroyed at this rate!” Bakugo responded. “He is using his legs and Air Force to avoid the recoil while already controlling several quirks. Deku is pulling every move he is learned until now just to keep Shigaraki in the air. Since he could not completely take him out with the first attack it has turned into a war of attrition, just wearing each other down… in that kind of situation, there is no way he can hold out against a guy with regeneration! Within minutes he will get his ass kicked and his power stolen! Todoroki, you finished yet?!”

“Yes but…” Shoto muttered.

“Shut up and grab on!” Bakugo shouted, extending his other hand. “Endeavor, hold off on the fire! I will make sure you get up there! Todoroki, keep Endeavor cooled off as long as possible!!”

“I will use my greatest firepower to bring him down! Leave it to me!” Endeavor responded.

“Take care of our teacher!!” Shoto said to Manual.

And with that Bakugo grabbed both Endeavor and Shoto and blasted off in the air, charging at Shigaraki.

“I’ll aim when the Blackwhip is completely extended away from Deku!!” Endeavor ordered Bakugo and Shoto. “When I hit up there, you two return to the ground or you will get caught up in it!!”

“Midoriya, hold on!” Shoto called out.

And as soon as they reached up to Shigaraki and Midoriya, Endeavor called out.

“Now! Get down!!” Endeavor yelled before he let go of the boys and attacked Shigaraki by wrapping his arms around the villain's body and incinerating him. “Prominence Burn!!!”

Shigaraki screamed out in pain and agony, but later in an instant, he stabbed Endeavor in the chest and stomach with big sharp wires emitting from his back.

“Endeavor!!”

“How come you don’t die?!” Endeavor groaned in pain.

Shigaraki then quickly fired the wires at Midoriya while calling him ‘little brother’. Bakugo dashed forward and pushed Midoriya out of the way to receive the attack for him, but I quickly used my Kakugan and swapped places with Bakugo and thus the wires went right through my stomach and chest regions. Throbbing pain quickly spread across my body as I coughed out blood with my vision started to get blurry.

“NANA!!!” everyone screamed out in horror. 

At that moment, there were no thoughts in my head... 

But when I noticed Midoriya and Bakugo were about to get stabbed by Shigaraki, 

My body just moved on its own... 

“You can’t kill me that easily, Shigaraki! I’m a Ghoul quirk user after all!” I smirked before I grabbed the wires, pulled them out of my body, and broke them into pieces.

I landed on the ground and Bakugo and Shoto quickly caught me.

“Nana!!” Shoto called.

“Are you okay?!” Bakugo asked.

“Y-Yeah, I’m fine.” I smiled meekly. “Look, my wounds are already regenerating.”

“It’s my… this fight today…” Shigaraki trailed off. “…Has shed a lot of useless blood… but that just now has to be the most useless of all… Even though her Ghoul quirk is rare and unique… But still useless…”

And this snapped Midoriya. Without even thinking twice, filled with rage, he charged at Shigaraki again.

“Take that back!!!” Midoriya screamed while striking Shigaraki with everything. “You hurt Nana-chan!!! Take that back whatever you’ve just said, you bastard!!!”

But soon after, Shiagaraki grabbed Midoriya’s face as he grinned at him like a maniac.

“Midoriya!!!” we gasped.

“I finally touched you… now be mine One For All!!” Shigaraki yelled.

Then Shigaraki and Midoriya both struck at each other to which a grand explosion went off and both Shigaraki and Midoriya fell away from each other in the sky.

“Midoriya!”

“Izuku!”

“Deku!”

Shoto, Bakugo, and I quickly rushed over and caught the green-haired boy as he landed on the ground.

“Izuku, are you okay?!” I asked, frantically.

“N-N-Nana-chan…” Midoriya mumbled in response.

We noticed that Shigaraki was holding his ground with the wires from his fingers, but then suddenly he was attacked by some wave motion quirk.

“Everyone!”

We all turned around to see Nejire Senpai and Iida finally joining us on the battlefield.

“The giant villain is approaching the vicinity! We have hereby informed the heroes engaging in combat with the Nomu!” Iida stated.

“Iida, great timing! Get the casualties out of here!” Shoto stated.

“God, this is why you have not returned?!” Iida asked, looking around.

“I have to stick to Shigaraki!” Midoriya muttered as he tried to get up from the ground. “He is still after me! Just take Nana-chan and Endeavor!!”

“Just stay still, you idiot!” Bakugo yelled at Midoriya.

“I’m not leaving, Izuku!” I responded. “Besides, my wounds are already healed!”

“His regeneration has slowed, we can take him on!” Shoto announced, looking over at Shigaraki. “Nana, Bakugo, Hado senpai!”

“Maggots swarming by the thousands…” Shigaraki muttered, trying to stand up from the ground.

Shoto, Bakugo, Nejire senpai, Iida, and I all at once charged at Shigaraki before a huge battle broke out. But within a few seconds, it all stopped when the earth beneath us started to shake violently and the sound of buildings crashing down hit our ears from afar. We all turned around and noticed that the behemoth Gigantomachia had finally arrived at the battlefield while carrying the remaining members of the Paranormal Liberation Front on his back as we watched the walking calamity moving towards us in horror. 

“There is no way we can handle fighting both that giant and Shigaraki!” Shoto yelled, before charging at Shigaraki again. “I would better take Shigaraki down since he is already on his last legs!!”

“Don’t go and play the hero all by yourself, you half-and-half bastard!” Bakugo growled, charging at Shigaraki as well.

And with that Shoto, Bakugo, and Nejire senpai attacked Shigaraki with their super moves all the same time and the villain finally fell on the ground, unconscious. 

“Run!!” Endeavor shouted when Gigantomachi finally stepped into the battlefield and quickly picked unconscious Shigaraki up from the ground.

“Shigaraki, you're not looking so good!!” Spinner asked from the giant's back.

“You okay, Shoto?” Endeavor asked as Shoto landed beside his father.

“Oh, there you are!” a familiar voice suddenly called out.

We all looked up to see Dabi on Gigantomachi’s back, grinning down at us.

“You all look like a bunch of ants from way up here!” Dabi chuckled, waving his hand. “Oh?! Do I spy Shoto too?! That’s perfect!! Long time no see!!”

“Huh?” Shoto asked in annoyance.

“Dabi!!” Endeavor snarled at the ravenette villain.

“Ouch! Is that any way to address me?” Dabi chuckled mockingly as he poured some liquid from a bottle over his head before his hair went from black to white. “Why must you call me by my villain moniker... when I have such a great name… Call me Touya…”

And then for a split second, I felt like the whole world had just stopped moving. My eyes widened in disbelief while my mouth gasped open as I stared at Dabi or should I say Touya in bewilderment. My heart started to beat faster than usual as if it was going to burst out of my chest and now I suddenly started to feel like the whole world was spinning really fast, making me feel all dizzy and sick.

Now that you asked… I think, right now, if Touya suddenly appears and stands in front of me, I’ll definitely jump into his arms like a typical shoujo manga heroine and tell him how much I missed him, how much I felt lonely without him. So yeah… Maybe I still love him…

“You are that dumbstruck?! Really?!” Touya laughed. “I know my face isn’t exactly what it was, but I was sure that my own family would have figured it out. Though there was this one person who speculated that I could be Touya and it was none other than my lovely ex-fiancé; Nana Osaki!!” 

It's been a while, hasn’t it Babydoll? I missed you so much.~

“T-Touya…” I mumbled and my breath got caught in my throat, still in shock as my eyes started to get blurry and watery. 

“Who are you?” I asked softly. “Do I know you? Have we ever met before? Why did you ask if I recognized you? And why do you keep saying that you missed me?”

“The name is Dabi, Babydoll… Your glorified villain babysitter.” He smirked, standing up, his hands in the pockets of his trench coat.

“Is that actually your real name though?” I looked at him skeptically. “I don’t believe that. What’s your real name? What’s your true identity?”

“Why do you ask, Babydoll?” he asked.

“Because you remind me of someone I knew and love.” I responded. 

“Oh really? Who?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. 

“Touya Todoroki.” I mumbled softly. 

Touya looked at me with an apologetic smile. 

“Sorry Babydoll, for hiding this secret from you! Back at Camino Ward, when you asked me if I was Touya or not, at that moment I wanted to do nothing else but to pull you into a tight hug, shower you with love and kisses, and tell you that I was in fact your Touya, but if I did that, my plans would’ve gotten ruined!” Touya stated before he looked back at Shoto and Endeavor with a smirk. “Well, Endeavor, I never forgot a thing. And I had plenty of reason to keep watching you. I’m not saying that everyone has to be pure and selfless. Just you! And guess what? Right now, my prerecorded life story is broadcasting nationwide and on the internet!”

Touya grinned widely as he started to jump down from Gigantomachia’s back and began to dance and twirl around in the madness. Shoto and Endeavor simply stood on the ground with wide eyes and dropped jaws, staring at Touya in disbelief while trying to take in everything that was happening right now at that moment.

“Man, I’m having a blast!!” Touya laughed with a big wild grin on his face. “Sorry, where was I? Oh yeah! How could I make you hurt? How to best stomp all over your life? I have been pondering all this ever since that day! I couldn’t figure out why I even existed and every day I would crawl to Natsu-kun and Nana crying my eyes out… Not that you ever knew, right?! When you finally achieved success with your little puppet Shoto… I thought killing him might do the trick! But then who would have guessed you got bumped up to No. 1! Suddenly, I was rooting for your happiness. My blood ran cold when I thought you might bite the big one in Kyushu! Then I led Starservant and Ending straight to you one after the other and you still survived like the cockroach that you are! You were finally No. 1! It's all you ever wanted! But it must have weighed on you, right?! Or was all the praise and admiration like chicken soup for your soul?! When at long last you could stare your kids in the eye… Did you finally start to feel the warm and fuzzy bonds of the family?! You must have thought ‘as long as I face the future I can be better’! I can tell you are at a loss for words, so here is the answer!!" 

Touya then stopped swaying and twirling before he placed his hands on his chest. 

"The past never dies! Get it yet?!" Touya yelled out, widely grinning, and that sent shivers down my spine. "You reap what you sow!! Let us fall together, you and me, Enji Todoroki!! Come dance with your son, here in hell!!”  

“Touya is dead. This is an unforgivable lie.” Endeavor mumbled in disbelief, still staring at Touya with widened eyes. 

“I am alive and kicking! It's an unforgivable truth, Dad!!” Touya responded with a mocking grin, his eyes widening a bit. “So sad that you never bothered to invite me to your fire-quirk-infested agency! Why didn't you notice I was your son? You never suspected because so many had flame-related quirks? Is that the reason? You can swab me or take some blood samples as a souvenir if you don't believe me. Go run a DNA test. Although my own test results are already being publicized as we speak. Endeavor, consider this a homecoming gift from me to you since I dug up something on that good-for-nothing spy Hawks as well. Even coming from a villain, the words that I speak will shake the public to their core. They won't be able to trust any of you after this. The damage has already been done! After seeing something like that, who the hell won't be shaking in their boots?!” 

With that, Touya jumped off from Gigantomachia's back and was about to attack Endeavor with Prominence Burn to finish off his father once and for all.

“Thanks for going strong up until now, Endeavor!!” Touya yelled.

“Touya!! Stop, please!! Don’t do this!!” I screamed out, tears rolling down my cheeks.

“Sorry, Nana!! But for the past 8 years, this is what I’ve been waiting for!!” Touya replied back. 

“Father, he is coming!!” Shoto yelled at a still-shocked Endeavor, preparing to attack Touya back. “Protect Nana and the others! I will handle this! Please move! Protect them! Hey, please get it together!!”

But then suddenly a plane flew by in the air over the battlefield and before Touya could unleash his attack, he got tied up with wires from that plane. We all looked up and noticed who it was.

“Apologize for being fashionably late!! Best Jeanist will now be returning to work starting today!!” the No. 3 pro hero announced, making Touya frown at the man. 

"Bastard! You're supposed to be dead! It was a real corpse! Why are you alive?!" Touya asked in annoyance through his gritted teeth. 

"If you're greedy, you'll come apart at the seams like cheap denim!!" Jeanist replied back with confidence and Touya's frown deepened even more. 

“Even if you are alive, Jeanist… that doesn't mean the Todoroki family’s past will be brushed under the rug… Right, Shoto?!” Touya smirked, immediately engulfing himself in blue flames as he looked over to see a crying yet enraged Shoto charging toward him with his firepower unleashed.

Best Jeanist unleashed even more wire and wrapped them around Gigantomachia, Spinner, and Mr. Compress as he pinned down the giant on the ground.

“You’re kidding me! He managed to detain Machia?!” Mr. Compress yelled.

“Trying to break free is so painful!!” Spinner shouted. “Doesn’t Machia have immeasurable strength?! Shigaraki, wake up!! You are alive, aren’t you?! Machia needs your orders!! Shigaraki!!”

Nejire senpai meanwhile, tried to strike Shigaraki again, but unfortunately got blasted by Touya's flames, much to everyone’s horror. 

"Hado Senpai!!" Shoto screamed out in shock while trying to fight off Touya with his flames. 

“Senpai!” I shouted in horror as I ran up and caught her in my arms before looking back at Touya with rage. “What the fuck, Touya?!”

“What a mess, huh Endeavor!!” Touya laughed maniacally as he broke free from Jeanist’s restraints using his blue flames. “Look! Another starry-eyed kid with a bright future burned to ashes!! By your flames!!” 

"Stop it!!" Shoto yelled out at Touya as the latter's fire power pushed the former back. 

Then, at that moment, suddenly Shigaraki slowly started to regain consciousness and ordered Gigantomachia to break free from the restraints. And right one cue, the giant let out an earth-shaking roar and started to tear down the wires around him, but Jeanist again shot more wires around it.

“Quit it, Touya-Nii!!” Shoto yelled as he charged at Touya again. “So you send that villain?! Natsu-Nii was nearly killed!! The brother you said you crawled and cried to! That Natsu-Nii!!”

“Then that would mean Endeavor would suffer!!” Touya grinned at Shoto, leaving the younger brother in shock.

“Have you lost your mind, you bastard?!” Shoto screamed out in rage and disbelief.

“You got it, Shoto!!” Touya laughed again, overpowering Shoto once again with his blue flames. “Your big brother has completely lost any feeling for anything!!”

“Touya!!” Shoto yelled as Touya used his flames on his younger brother.

“Finally, I can kill you!!” Touya laughed.

“Shoto!!” I shouted in horror as I charged at the Todoroki brothers. “Touya, stop!!”

“Hey, Spinner!! Behind you!!” Mr. Compress called.

“Huh?” Spinner asked as he turned around to look. “Looks like luck is in our favor after all!!”

“Those fucking Nomus again!!” Bakugo snarled as he charged at those flying creatures.

I also turned around and gasped when I noticed Nomus flying towards us. I quickly changed my route and flew towards the Nomus unleashing my Rinkaku Kagune and taking out my scythe. One after another, Bakugo and I fought and killed the Nomus when suddenly I felt a similar presence around me.

“Don’t tell me!” I gasped and at that moment a certain individual popped out from the ground.

“PO... WERRR!!!” 

At that moment, Mirio senpai arrived, using his quirk to take out the Nomu which was approaching Best Jeanist, leaving everyone shocked.

“Lemillion!!” Midoriya gasped.

“Mirio senpai!” I called with a smile.

“Despite this, it’s not like I have got the power to take out this Nomus in one shot!” Mirio Senpai chuckled. “Nana-chan, Bakugo, back me up!!”

“It’s great to see you again, Bakugo.” Jeanist greeted.

“That was just a placeholder name…” Bakugo smirked as he killed a Nomu with his quirk. “I was saving the real deal for you! From now on call me… God of Explosive Destruction, Dynamight!!!”

“Huh?” I sweat-dropped.

“Another dud…” Jeanist groaned.

“Too long!” Iida yelled.  

“Chaotic!” Nejire Senpai commented.

“Tacky!” Mr. Compress deadpanned.  

“So lame!” Spinner muttered as well.

“Haha! That's a good hero name! It's pretty funny!” Mirio Senpai laughed.

“It’s not meant to be funny!!” Bakugo snapped at Mirio.

“Without joy and laughter to balance the sorrow the world can never hope to have a bright future…” Mirio Senpai stated. “My bad there! That's just my motto!! As long as the final boss is restricted in the blaze, it’s time to clean up the rest of the mess!!”

And after that, right on cue, Mirio Senpai, Nejire Senpai, Bakugo, Jeanist, and I started to attack and kill all the flying Nomus.

“Aw, your friends are having a blast down there!!” Touya laughed as he and Shoto kept on fighting mid-air. “Poor Shoto... No fun for you, just pain!”

Touya then grabbed Shoto and wrapped his arms around his younger brother before covering his azure flames around themselves as he started to increase his heat. 

“But you… your body will burn too!” Shoto stuttered out in pain. "You're burning up as well, Touya!"

“You have grown up to be so considerate, I’m happy for you little bro!” Touya chuckled as his eyes trailed off to Endeavor’s still-shocked face. “I’m fine! In fact, I’m overjoyed right now! Look at that face! Even when his masterpiece, his greatest doll is about to get perished by his failure's flames, he still can't do anything!! Hey, take a look! He is totally broken!! Hahaha!! Shoto, if you burn up in my flames and turn to ashes, I wonder what kind of face dear old dad will be making then?!”

While I was fighting and killing the Nomus, I noticed what Touya was trying to do with Shoto. So without wasting any more time, I used my Kakugan and swapped places with Shoto. And right now, I was in Touya’s arms.

“Nana!!” Shoto gasped in shock.

“Oh, now look at that?” Touya smirked as he tightened his grip around me and pulled me even closer to his chest, immediately extinguishing his flames. “It’s been so long since I held you like this, Nana… I missed this.”

“Touya…” I mumbled lovingly as I reached out and touched his face. “Please, stop this… I beg you… Please…”

“I can’t, Nana…” Touya muttered, softening his gaze at me before reaching out and gently running his fingers on my cheek.

“Hey, let go of Nana-chan!” Midoriya yelled.

“You know it’s rude to interfere in other people’s family matters!” Touya said to the green-haired boy in annoyance.

“I’m interfering because Todoroki-kun is a precious friend and Endeavor is my mentor who made me stronger!!” Midoriya yelled. “The past doesn't disappear! That's why the present Endeavor is making an effort. That’s the Endeavor I’m watching. You’re not Endeavor!!”

“Ha, anybody could figure that out!” Touya responded mockingly. “But don’t you pity the likes of me at least a little?! The consequences of the scenes committed by a supposed apostle of justice… That’s what I am! Evil will no longer prosper! Justice will crumble! All I have done is showed all those susceptible people where to put the blame! Now the future that awaits is clear! All the lip service and ego-stroking will vanish and it will be chaos!!”

Then all of a sudden, Gigantomachia started to go all wild and tear up Jeanist’s restraints.

“Big trouble!” Mirio Senpai yelled.

“He has restored!” Jeanist shouted.

At the moment, Endeavor used every bit of strength he had to fly up and knock the giant back before knocking himself out as a result.

“Enji-san?!” I gasped in shock.

“Macchia?!” Spinner yelled.

“My strength!!” Gigantomachia groaned in pain as he started to slow down a bit.

“There was a message from the mountain team! They said they didn’t notice any effect but… the anesthetic worked!!” Jeanist stated.

“Looks like we’ve to go now…” Touya muttered with a sigh. “But before I go, I want to do something that I’ve always wanted to do since forever…”

“What-“

But before I could say anything more, Touya quickly leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine, pulling me into a passionate searing kiss as the cold metal of his piercings sent pleasant shudders up my spine. My eyes widened in shock and I went completely rigid on my spot. I mean, after all, it was my first kiss and it got stolen by the man I had been in love with for so many years now. I didn't know how to respond to it at first. The kiss was like a beautiful sweet dream; a dream that I didn't want to wake up from. 

I’m in love with you, Nana Osaki. You may not understand what it means to be in love with someone because you're still too young. But always remember… I love you and I always will love you, Nana-chan...

My brain stopped functioning and the next thing I knew, I slowly and unconsciously closed my eyes and started to kiss back Touya. In response, Touya smirked into the kiss before he pressed his tongue to the seam of my lips and at my grant of access, delved the tongue inside my mouth. As our tongues intertwined with one another, the kiss got rough, sloppy, and even more demanding. Euphoric warmth began to blossom within me and the whole feeling was utterly blissful, making the kiss feel like fireworks, tingles, and desires. It felt as if nothing mattered at that moment, as if nothing existed in this universe; it was just only me and him. Touya then slowly pulled away from the kiss as soon as we were out of breath and chuckled softly at my tomato-red face. 

“DID HE JUST KISS HER?!?!” Bakugo roared in rage.

“Looks like I’m your first kiss, huh?” Touya muttered with a smirk, panting slightly from the kiss. “Lucky me!”

Touya quickly let go of me and started to climb back onto Gigantomachia while I kept on floating in mid-air like an idiot, trying to process everything that just happened now.

“Touya!!” Shoto yelled, charging at his older brother to attack him with Flashfire Fist.

“Sorry, Shoto! The situation has changed!” Touya responded before attacking Shoto with his Flashfire Fist Jetburn.

“Shoto!” I gasped, rushing forward to save him.

But it was too late as Shoto had already taken the attack and was now knocked out cold. I quickly caught him in my arms and slowly landed on the ground. I looked over to see that Mr. Compress caught Touya in his marbles before safely handing it over to Spinner.

And after that, whatever happened on the battlefield was all blurry to me. I remembered Shoto slowly regained his consciousness and I quickly went back to fight Shigaraki and the Nomus. Mirio Senpai was finally able to catch Mr. Compress and easily took him down. Bakugo, Nejire senpai, Iida, Jeanist, and I all desperately tried to fight and chase after Shigaraki with our fatigued injured bodies while also fighting against other Nomus as Shigaraki, Spinner, and Skeptic started to escape away by riding on the back of a flying Nomu. Shoto, Endeavor, and Midoriya were all barely able to stay conscious at that moment. Midoriya also tried to catch Shigaraki with his Blackwhip but failed in the process. In the end, Shigaraki successfully escaped away with his comrades, bringing the Paranormal Liberation War to a conclusion. 

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[sketchy-rosewitch]

Independence: Corey Cunningham x older!f!reader

Warnings: Smut, fingering, PinV, age gap (10 years, Joan.

A/N: I wanted to thank @toxicanonymity for buying me a waffle! They bought the 500 word fanfic, I wrote more than that cause I got carried away but here it is!

They requested a Corey Cunningham and older female reader smut!

Requests are open you can request for free or support me and buy the 500 word fanfic or any of the two art commissions I have.

“Again?” You chuckle swiping the chocolate milk across the barcode scanner. You look up and smirk at the 22 year old looking down as he hands you cash. “Oh stop being so shy, I’m just saying maybe you should buy by the gallon next time, it’ll be a lot cheaper on you.”

You count the change and hand it back to Corey. “I know..”

You watch as his cheeks get rosy and snort. “So, you gonna come by this week and help me finish cleaning out the garage?”

“Yeah, I can come over tomorrow morning if that’s alright.”

“Perfect, I’ll make you dinner afterwards. Bye now Corey.”

“Bye.”

-

“Well look at that.” You smile and take a sip of water. “Thank you so much Core, it means a bunch that you helped me. Seriously.” You watch as sweat runs down his face and his shoulders glisten.

“It really wasn’t a problem ma’am.”

You chuckle and start walking inside. “Don’t go calling me that. You make me seem older than I already am.” You joke. “You wanna take a shower? I can grab you a towel, washed the sweatshirt and sweatpants you left here the last time.”

Corey nods and heads down the hall towards the bathroom, he’d been to your place plenty of times helping you out with things to know where the bathroom was. You follow after him and grab a towel and his clothes from the closet, he takes off his tank top, you try so hard not to look as you set the items down. Your face heats up, you feel like a school girl and quickly rush out to begin dinner.

You decide on breakfast for dinner. Corey was never picky when you made things. Always told you your cooking was amazing. So he’d have to like the simple Eggs Benedict you crave.

Corey finished up his shower by the time you set the table and the plates down. His feet pad in and you get a glimpse of his broad shoulders.

“Just set your clothes in the laundry room. I’ll wash them tonight.”

You two sit and start eating. “You still like working at the mechanic’s?” You ask between bites. Corey shrugs and takes another bite of his dinner.

“I mean it’s alright. Roland is good to me and stuff but I’d rather be elsewhere. Like on my own.” Corey explains you nod.

“Yeah I get that. I was the same way when I was younger. I think you’ll move out soon. You’ll like it too. Being on your own. You’re very strong and independent Corey.”

The brunette stays quiet a few seconds to long. You furrow your brows and move your head down so you can see his face. “What’s up Core?” You ask gently.

“Would you move with me if I left?” His shoulder’s stiffen as he asks, his deep brown eyes look into yours. You look down a laugh a little in shock.

“Maybe, depends on mother dearest and whether or not she would slaughter me. Honestly Corey, I’d love to, but Joan-“

“Who cares? She wouldn’t have to know.”

You shake your head and scoff, your hand goes over top of his large one.

“She has her ways, you know this.”

“And I have mine.” Corey’s voice is almost a growl, you keep calm and smile.

“I’ll think about it, make a little plan and all that. Just so we can get you outta Haddonfield. So you can start fresh.”

You stand up and kiss Corey’s head. He looks at you, reaching his arm up his hand caresses your face. You lean down again and he proceeds to kiss you. His chapped yet soft lips, melting against your own.

He grabs your ass and you gasp, your head moving back. You playfully shake your finger at him. “Corey Cunningham!”

He chuckles and stands up, your weight meaning nothing to him as he picks you up and carries you to your bedroom.

You laugh and he playful throws you on the bed. His hands are only somewhat hesitant when he touches your waist. You kiss his freckled shoulder and move up his neck and jaw. You nip at his ear lobe and he groans softly, almost falling on top of you.

“Oh don’t let it be that easy.” You tease, he whines softly into your ear. His large hands paw at your jeans. “Go ahead.”

Corey unbuttons and slides them off, your panties going with them. He pulls down his sweats, no boxers under them. You slide out of your shirt and pull your sports bra off. His thumbs grazes your nipples a few times, you hum in enjoyment and watch as Corey is hypnotized by your breasts. “Why don’t you go ahead and suck on one Core.”

He looks up at you with sweet puppy dog eyes and nods. He licks the left one and sucks softly on it. You arch your back as he plays with the other one.

You feel his his grinding against the bed and sit up immediately. “No, you only get to do that on me or in me baby.” You coo, he nods.

Corey’s fingers caress your mound. He mumbles softly. You can’t hear him.

“Speak up.”

“Can I finger you?”

“Of course.”

Corey dips his middle finger into your hole. It already stretches you. “Shit Corey. Curl it now.” You guide. He does just that, hitting the right spot, you moan. He leans in and kisses you gently, but you go in roughly. He adds another finger, your eyes roll up, you lick Corey’s jaw and let out a breathy moan. “You’re so good. Good boy.”

Corey’s broad body shifts, you laugh and take his wrist so he pulls his fingers out. You push them to his face and he sucks your wetness off of him.

You lay back and Corey hovers above you. “Come on Corey. I wanna feel you.” You say softly. He nods and lines himself up, he takes your hips and slides in.

You squeal as his co k stretches out your hole. “Fuck.” He mumbles, he falls forward and leans on his forearm. You bite your lip for a second before you kiss him.

“You feel so nice.” You whisper. He begins thrusting his hips, starting slow then speeding up. You watch as his brows furrow in concentration. You smile and caress his face. As his pace gets rougher you begin moaning and squealing louder.

Corey grunts loudly.

“So, ah, so vocal. You’re so cute Core.” Your legs begin to shake and sweat lightly. A knot forming in your stomach.

“I’m gonna cum.” Corey’s voice is rough and low.

You nod. “Go ahead come on.”

He thrusts a few more times and he cums hard. A loud groan coming from him. He continues thrusting and your orgasm follows soon after, your vision turning all sorts of colors, your thighs push against Corey’s before you stop, panting loudly.

“You’re so good Corey. Good boy.” You mumble, you kiss his face gently all over, he leans into your touch as you hold onto him. “You need anything?” You ask, Corey shakes his head no.

“Just.. you…”

You nod, he pulls out, you feel empty, the feeling doesn’t last long, he wraps his arms around you and presses his face into your neck. You hum and play with his curly hair. It’s soft.

“You did so good for me.” You mutter. Corey nods into you and slowly falls asleep.

-

When Corey wakes you’re gone, he rubs his eyes and gets up, he pulls his sweats on and goes to look for you.

“He’s sleeping, I’m not waking him up, Joan. He will be home soon. He’s fine. Calm down.”

He listens as you huff.

“Let him sleep. He’s gonna come back home tomorrow. We have to finish up some things. Thank you. Bye.”

You sigh and hang up. Corey comes up and wraps his arms around you. “You’re supposed to be asleep.” You mumble, Corey kisses your shoulder.

“You were gone.”

“I know. Went to get you some water and Joan called.”

Corey nods.

“I think I’ll take you up on that moving with you offer.” You say, Corey stands up straight, his eyes reading excitement. He packs your lips a few times. “We’ll talk more tomorrow. For now we need to go back to bed.”

You take the two glasses of water and the two of you head back to your bedroom, ready to be in each other’s arms.

[morguemaw]

Important.

So. I wanted to make this post, and my brother, and girlfriend have supported me. My brother knows this entire situation, but i wanted to come out about it because it has dealt alot of mental toll on me, and im scared of this creator. No, i dont want to interact or start drama. No, dont mention me to him. No, i dont want his apology. No, i dont want any pity. I just want to tell my story because it happened before, happened to me, and just because he has a "soft gay boy nice boy" attitude does NOT mean it wont happen again. What ill go over in this post roughly/you will get the impression of is;

Why i hate comparison

Why im fast to jump at conclusions/be defensive

and Why i mention my trauma with the UTMV community, specially under posts regarding art, art style, characters or character design.

And no, im not even posting this to try and tell people im some snowflake who cant handle criticism or compression, this is targeted to the people who have ill intent with those and go as far as to label things others do as copying or ripping off.

Yes, im okay. Yes, im going to continue what i do. No, im not wanting to send anyone after him. Please, just read what i have and understand that the way i am is because of something i have kept to myself and only 2-4 other people for the past 5 years.

Introduction.

To get it started, ill be calling this creator, he/him, by his publicly known name. However, ill also possibly switch from his name, to part of his username/nickname.

This creator in question, is the content creator named Lizherubones, also known as TwistedBones, thebastardbutcher ( here on tumblr, too. ) , ButcherZone, and his oldest username, Zippy3006. He sounds familiar because he was one of the bigger creators in the UTMV, back in the dark ages of fontcest being the normal. However, i will call him William, as that is his name, and its public information. He also goes by Will, so im sorry if i call him any variation of those names/usernames.

Other things you may read about in this is an old discontinued app called DoodleClub, a OC of mine named Ezher who is the reason why im making this post, as i wanted to draw and post him again, but the timeline will be abit scattered as trauma and blocked out memories happened because of this, however another important person, despite being lightly mentioned is another victim who i will simply call Az as of right now.

Ill try to keep this as short as i can within reason, there will be time gaps, there will be references to previous things mentioned, and if it gets rough i may even stumble on how i type and mention things too soon or later on, im very sorry.

The Start.

During the time of 2015-2016, i had first found Undertale. During it, i joined a app called DoodleClub, its where i met my brother, Glitchy. During this time, i had also joined Tumblr. With the rise and popularity of Undertale, i had seen alot of artists, some other popular names you may recognize is NSFWshamecave, BlogTheGreatRouge, and a few others whom aren't important to the story other then to get the gist of it, Lizherubones was one of the artists i had encountered, and grew attached to. I adored his style. To me, it was a perfect mesh of cartoony and pleasing aesthetics and anatomy that i just.. Well i loved it. This is when i got stupid. On DoodleClub, i would post artwork of either 100% traced or partly traced artwork of his, along with my own where i weakly attempted to mimic his style. Soon tho, i got too comfortable. Sometimes i sent him asks on or off anon, i drew him fanart, and on DoodleClub i even changed my username to "Twisted Bones", because i really liked that name. However, sometime a user, who i will just call Nutty for right now since its what i remember them by, they found out. Slowly, a few others did, and Nutty ended up reporting me to William. Now during this i never got screenshots, one screenshot i remember Nutty posting was one of William saying i was a loser for tracing, or something similar but equally short.

This ended fast, as people were on my side. But it didnt end there. Same day Nutty reported me, and word got out, i decided to confront William myself. I explained that i was sorry, i wouldnt do it again, and i saw him as a idol and wanted forgiveness. I was terrified and at my grandmothers trying to hide me talking to a almost 30 year old man about traced work. The first trauma tick with him, was when he threatened legal action against me, saying and i quote, 'Your parents will have to pay alot of money'.

May i tell you a few things;

I was a CHILD at the time. 11-12 years old, not even classified as a Teen yet. I couldnt legally be sued.

He lives in Chile Brazil, i live in Michigan USA. After about a year, and also after a third situation that happened that caused me to do alot of at the time feeling smart teen research, he couldnt have even attempted a law suit because of the fact i wasnt making money off the traced work, and that the laws are different in both states and countries regarding copyrighted content. Not just that but.. He was too far, and would have to come to me. Which again, different locations = different laws, and so on.

As stated above, i made 0 money or even thought to off his traced content. In my mind at the time, i just traced to learn the style, and ill even say it that from what i remember, i didnt trace enough to have it be my main thing.

After this, he commanded me to delete all my work, and to never return to the internet. Which i did.

Return of the Deja Vu (Instagram Arch).

Skipping to 2017, my slow return to the internet. I had gotten Instagram and decided i still wanted to draw. However, like a cow being branded, his style still stayed in my mind. Though, this time it was just muscle memory.

During both this interaction and the previous, both times William had stated his art , characters, and even worse the colors used on them were copyrighted.

In the end of this, because the more important one comes next, is people kept tagging him in my work. Saying it was familiar, asking if it was his characters, ect. Which lead to him messaging me on my now forgotten account, once again threatening the law to me. This time, however, i just told him to leave me alone as i wasnt doing anything. He had also made comments and remarks on my artwork like, "This just looks like a human version i did", or "Looks like a draw i made." ect, ect. I had made a very old, possibly lost Reddit account talking about this, which was made just within the same week of him telling me these. This situation ended fast, mainly because i went inactive on this account. If the name Zure/Zhure sounds familiar, that was apart of my user at the time.

The Big Blowout (Twitter Arch).

This is where my links and pictures come in. All are screenshotted from Twitter. This is also where i can provide more proof of things. I will mostly gloss over everything, as its foggy for me. The timeline is roughly 2019. On twitter, i still was ignorant and blind to this all. Rose tinted glasses. I wanted to just be seen by someone i looked up to and just get a small sorry if he even felt any pity. On Twitter, i began posting. I began to also like his art, but never followed. Just to try and gain his attention. This ended badly, however. After i first not only made a suggestive Human Swap Sans, at the time not realizing at this point what i was doing was taking inspiration from him rather then trying to copy, but i had also made a OC named Ezher.

Ezher was the main breaking point.

This is Ezher;

As you can clearly see, yes, he looks alot like William's own OC, Rheiz. , However, i remember clearly the source of what i liked most about Rheiz was the marks in his hair and the dark to light hoodie he wore. Something extremely important, but when i made Ezher, William was a faint memory to me at the time. So when i say source pf his OC, it was a distant memory and i didnt think much when i created him. Off topic note, but turns out that while talking to someone William considers a close friend, all i did was make Ezher half red, half blue and that made Ezher original. Who knew a color tied his fate. Sound familiar? Thats because mentioned earlier, William told me previously that he had characters that were copyrighted. He also mentioned that using the same colors as his characters was wrong, too.

Ezher will be getting a update and will be coming back. When Will found out about this, is when shit hit the fan. I got many, many @'s like this;

^ Mind you in the last screenshot, i was trying. I really was. A user named SnoweyBones also made a message on their Twitter, telling people to report me. This got my acc taken down. This is only a small part of what i personally could find. I roughly remember screenshotting the DMs + others, but they are either lost to time or something else.

If you couldnt tell, the gist of it was, William had made a post about me somewhere which in return led to a mob.

This scared me off the internet for abit, and i went into hiding for awhile until my brother started to give me more confidence, and i realized that everything that happened,

was all because someone was egotistical about a artstyle and monochromatic color scheme.

^ That was my old account. Very easy to find however, so it is what it is.

Things i found, Things you should know.

To once again clarify, im not seeking pity nor revenge. Im wanting to shed light and say my story about this artist, because this isnt the first time he has done this, let alone something terrible.

William has attacked another creator, this same creator he is following on Twitter and acting like nothing happened.

There was a situation creepily similar to mine that occurred not too long before my own. Similar insults and similar situations.

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William has a history of attacking other creators. His reasoning is that his own trauma is the cause of his actions. I have trauma with him, and the furthest i ever went was when someone used my characters (in my eyes) unique name for themselves and created a sexual variant of my OC without my consent and proceeded to openly complain, insult, and suicide bait members around them because i rightfully called them out for doing something with something of mine i didnt like, didnt let them do, nor would have ever consented to.

To sum it up.

Im not doing this as revenge. Im not doing this as pity. Because again, a close friend of his helped me and made me feel better during his final attack on me and helped me still connect to a OC of mine.

Im doing this because its for me a traumatic experience and a reason why i tend to act the way i do. Im scared to post certain characters, art, or ect without the fear of him coming around or others comparing me to him.

Again, my OC Ezher was the starting point of this. I want to draw him and love him again, but im scared of William.

Even if i have a whole redesign in mind, even if he doesnt remember me or even bother with me, even if no one cares or even if the community now isnt so butthole tight about stupid things like similar color schemes or aesthetics, its still something that affects me and has affected how enjoy the fandom.

Repeating this, but im not even posting this to try and tell people im some snowflake who cant handle criticism or compression, this is targeted to the people who have ill intent with those and go as far as to label things others do as copying or ripping off.