#bnha fanfic paranormal

[sittingupwiththedead]

THERE IS 9 INCHES OF SNOW OUTSIDE!

Today we will:

Make soup! (please share soup advice, truly magnificent soup is a life goal. )

Work on Fan fic! (please find the eternal WIPS here. I have star wars, dcxdp, realms apart and a highlander x my hero crossover )

Listen to ghost stories (please share fave ghost stories, true life ghostly happenings or fave ghostly podcasts/books/movies)

Do chores (motivation peeps! I know you are out there! Please share a motivation!)

Shower. (DO a self care! go on I know ya wanna!)

[shigarakisdumbwhore]

Okay hear me out? You know like in those movies where this one character feels like she’s in a love triangle between one person in the other? Like, for example, imagine if reader was caught in a love triangle between. Dabi and Hawks?

And to be honest, I could relate to that because I have been down that road before.😂

ohh that would be really interesting as a fic bc it's like, do you choose the hero or the villain? I'd imagine the tension and love triangle would be during the time Hawks was acting as a spy to infiltrate the Paranormal Liberation Front. When you're alone with Hawks, he's shit talking Dabi. When you're alone with Dabi, he's shit talking Hawks. But you love them both and can't decide. Imagine they don't know about each other yet too so reader has to hide their relationships. And when they both find out? ooooohh the dramaaaa

I'm kinda getting interested in writing it bc it's a good fic idea if anyone is interested 👀

CHAPTER ONE POSTED NOW HERE

[ohgeeoh]

Chapter 5 of my spooky DabiHawks fic is out! Only one more chapter to go. Here's a snippet:

[pleathewrites]

bellow the fire into my deadened lungs

chapter 3 excerpt — hawks' fantasy destroyed + the league's stories read full story here

When Keigo wakes, he is cold and alone, with only the lingering scent of smoke on an unused pillow.

On that pillow lies a note.

Keigo has to squint through Touya's cursive and parse through each word slowly. 

‘I’m sorry. You were right, I don’t want anyone to end up a martyr but I can’t wait any longer. There are too many people like us. I have no right to ask, but please — Don’t let them cover me up.’

Keigo's entire heart drops, ‘Asshole didn’t even sign this shitty note.’

He calls Shouto immediately, “Is Touya with you?”

“Hawks-san? No, he’s not. What happened?”

Keigo starts to sweat, “Did he say anything when you last saw him? Or seem off?”

“Off? Well… I took him to see our mom. He was emotional but — ”

Keigo’s mind strains to make any kind of connection — ‘I can’t wait any longer.’

“ — Shouto, did anyone say anything that might have made him upset? Angry?”

“Angry?” Shouto hums, seeming to think for a minute before, “Oh. Mom mentioned something. It was about the other patients she lives with... She said her circumstance wasn’t unique, that there are other women like her who were wrongfully put in the mental facility by their husbands.”

A lightbulb goes off in his head — ‘There are too many people like us.’

“Fuck.”

“Hawks-san, what is going on, why are you asking me these questions?”

Keigo sighs, “I think Dabi might have done something stupid — again. He’s gone, left his phone and everything.”

“Gone?” The worry is clear in Shouto’s voice, “... shit, just when I got him back...” Keigo thinks he wasn’t supposed to hear that part, the kid’s lowered tone suggesting that he’d been muttering to himself. Keigo's heart aches for the boy. Shouto speaks up again, this time very clearly to Keigo, “I’ll call Natsou, see if he might know something. Do you have any idea where he might have gone?” 

“I’m still trying to figure it out. He left a note, saying he didn’t want anyone to be a martyr? So, I don’t think he’s coming after your dad. I’ll send you a picture, keep me updated. and tell me what Natsou says, alright?”

“Of course.”

Keigo hangs up, with his head heavy and his heart aching. 

Today wasn’t supposed to be like this. He was supposed to wake up warm, with white hair in his mouth and smoke on his chest. He was supposed to smooth his hand down a relaxed spine — coo and kiss and nuzzle until the breath on his chest hitched — wait until blue, blue, eyes blinked up at him, and he would finally, finally, be able to say, “Good morning, sleepyhead.”

Last night gave him hope. So much fucking hope. Keigo had finally felt at peace, felt right, felt like the universe was going to see how happy he was and give him a fucking break, throw down some miracles, and provide the missing pieces to this disastrous puzzle of a society. 

He feels like such a fool. 

There’s an ice under his skin not even the scalding water of his shower can thaw, leaving his body to shiver uncontrollably as steam visibly encloses him. 

When he catches sight of himself in the mirror, witnesses the purple-red marks that litter his body, proof of Touya’s existence, lingering evidence of his now-lost heart that’s disappeared to wherever Touya has, he wishes — for the first time in his life — that he was able to cry. 

‘It’s not fucking fair.’ — but life never is. 

He reads Touya’s note, over and over and over again.

He gasps when he catches it. 

Where his shower did little in easing his pain, it certainly cleared his mind. 

‘Don’t let them cover me up.’

There are only so many ways for this society to conceal heinous injustices to maintain its cherished public image.

He calls Shouto back, “I think I know where he is — ”

“ — I saw Aizawa-sensei leave in a suspicious hurry.”

They spoke at the same time, but Keigo heard every word Shouto had said. 

‘These damn Todorokis,’ He smirked.

“Meet me at the address I texted you.”

Which is how the duo ends up in the Pro-Hero-Authorized-Only interrogation room of the biggest federal police station in the city, standing in front of a very shocked Todoroki Touya and a very annoyed Aizawa Shouta.

Seeing the blackened baggage underneath Aizawa’s eyes makes Keigo put on his most genial smile, “Eraserhead-san… My apologies for intruding like this,” His hands come up in a friendly gesture before he claps them flat together, “I really need to talk to Dabi.”

“Hm. And what does my student have to do with this?”

“Don’t you already know, Sensei?” Shouto cuts in. 

Aizawa pinches the bridge of his nose, “You’re supposed to be in class.”

“I’m a hero, first and foremost. This is heroic business,” Shouto’s tone is flat and respectful, even though he damn well knows his words are not. 

Touya snorts, “Nice, Shou.” 

Shouto smiles, and Aizawa’s eyes widen slightly. 

And to everyone’s utter surprise, the underground hero actually gets up and walks to the door where Keigo and Shouto stand, “We need to have a talk, kid.” 

Aizawa puts a hand on Shouto’s shoulder and urges the boy to turn around and leave with him. Shouto does, easily so, but not without giving Keigo a meaningful stare — ‘fix this,’ it seems to say. 

Keigo swallows roughly. He doesn’t know if he can.

When he hears the metallic thud of the door closing, he sits down across from Touya and points an accusing finger at him, “You’re going to give me a complex. For the second time, you’ve done something outrageously self-sacrificial without telling a single soul about it!”

Keigo is well aware that Aizawa is listening in from the other side of the interrogation glass, but he figures nothing they say now will do more damage than Touya seems to be determined to do right now, in this fucking police station.

Touya gives him an empty stare, “It’s my life, Hawks.”

He fucking hates how Touya is calling him by his hero name, as if they aren’t completely beyond that — as if last night, the past three weeks, the past seven months never happened.  

It makes Keigo’s fist clench in frustration, “You’ve done this twice now,” He holds two fingers up and waves them around frantically, “Twice!”

The expression on Touya’s face is so neutral. Keigo has always hated how good the scarred man's poker face was. Sure — it was sexy and mysterious at first, made Keigo want things he’s never wanted before in his life, but now, it just feels like a giant glass wall, keeping Keigo out and away while being painfully reminded that Touya is so obviously here, real and tangible, but indefinitely unreachable. 

His deadpanned words cut at Keigo’s heart, “I told you. I don’t want to be kept.”

“Fuck you,” Keigo spits, “That is not what’s happening here.”

Touya remains silent, but his head hangs a bit with a hint of shame. 

Keigo sighs, reminded of who the man he’s fallen for is — a man who burdens himself with the weight of the world, trying to save everyone but himself. 

“I understand it’s your life. I know you have goals. But do I matter so little to you that you couldn’t even be bothered to give me a heads up?” 

No one else would be able to tell, but Keigo sees the guilt shine in Touya’s eyes when he looks up at Keigo. 

“... I’ve never been good at saying goodbye.” 

Keigo’s fist thumps on the table, “This is not goodbye,” The desperation in his voice cracks in his throat. 

Touya smiles sadly, “Isn’t it?”

Keigo leans back. He wants so desperately to pull the other man in his arms, beg him to come back home, to let Keigo make tea for him and swaddle him up in a dozen blankets because this room is so fucking cold and, ‘Gods, did Touya even eat anything before coming here?’

The axiomatic impossibility of his desires hits him hard, and he can’t help but laugh bitterly, “Gods, right when I thought we could finally…” 

Touya’s voice is small, “That was a fantasy, Hawks.” 

It hurts.

A smile of sorrow pulls wobbly at Keigo’s lips, “Did you have to shatter it so soon?” 

Touya bows his head and closes his eyes. He doesn’t speak for a moment, and the tension in the air weighs so heavily on Keigo’s shoulders, feels like its density is going to push him until he’s nothing but flaps of skin and ground bone smeared across the floor.

“How’d you figure out I was here?”

“Your note,” Keigo mentally begs Touya to look back up at him, to stop staring holes in the table and face him, “What’s your plan here, man?”

“Honestly?” Touya finally looks up, a sad smirk on his face, “I’m just wingin’ it.”

Touya doesn’t expand, and the illusion of privacy crumbles when Aizawa walks back in. Keigo uses his hand to wipe the sadness off his face while Touya clears his throat.

“So, you two are clearly close,” The underground hero sits down, “Care to explain how?” 

Aizawa’s stare bores into Keigo with heavy accusation. 

“I was assigned by the Commission to infiltrate the League,” Keigo explains, “Dabi was my contact. And then he was more.”

“Hawks,” Touya grounds out in warning. 

His tone is angry, but Keigo sees fear in those blue eyes and he thinks he’s starting to understand why Touya had tried to do this on his own. 

“I told you, Dabs,” He smiles at him, “I’m on your side.”

Touya’s mouth slightly gapes. 

“Hawks-san?”

Keigo raises his chin at the underground hero, making sure to look tall and undoubtable, “Dabi is a criminal, but he’s a good man. I think it’s worth hearing him out. I don’t know if I can fully condone his actions, but I believe our society has deeply wronged him and pushed him to this point. His actions have been criminal, but his end goal isn’t so different from ours — a better world.”

Aizawa tilts his head, “So, is that his excuse?”

“Nah, I ain’t using anything as an ‘excuse’,” Touya cuts in, clearly irritated both at Aizawa’s choice of words and being spoken about in the third person, “Excuses are for cowards who don’t wanna get caught in their own shit. I own up to all of it. I confess.” 

“Dabi, stop it — ” Keigo panics, ‘we still have to be careful what we say,’ he tries to telepathically communicate to the prideful idiot. 

“ — No, no!” Touya, obviously, doesn’t listen, “I’m not anything like him. Yeah, I’ve done horrible things, because, in this world, the ends justify the means. Right, Hawks?” 

Touya turns to Keigo, heated and on a roll, “Your hero society is the same way, your Commission — fuckin’ killed a man just to get me to like ya! What’s the difference between you ‘n us? I’ll tell you right now — it ain’t morals.”

Touya points at Aizawa, “The difference is that you guys cover it up,” and waves his finger at the interrogation window where, no doubt, other police officers observe this conversation, “The difference is that you were supposed to protect us from people like him. And instead, well, you made him the fucking Symbol of Peace — ha! And then you point your fingers at us, throw us away, just so you don’t have to admit that you failed us. We were all fuckin’ kids at some point!”

Blue eyes land back on Keigo, “We told you our stories, Hawks. You told us yours. To me, they both sound like the same fuckin’ story.” 

And at that moment, Keigo recalls their stories.

[ My great-great-grandfather stole from the rich to give to the poor — he flipped the script, I guess. The heroes called him a villain and the village people called him a hero. ‘Hero’ and ‘villain’ — I often think to myself, either those two words mean so much more than the definition originally assigned to them, or they don’t mean anything at all.

I look like an animal, and I guess because of that, people thought it was okay to treat me like one. Guess that also says a lot about how humans view animals — lower than, controllable, as if every species on this planet hasn’t been here longer than humankind. It didn’t matter if I was starving or scared or just wanted to go for a fuckin’ walk in my own neighborhood — people took one look at me and decided it was alright to spit and piss and kick me around. I hate that I’m part human — I think they’re the most vicious creatures on this Earth, humans. Do you understand me, on some level, even with your human face — d’you get what I mean?

My parents died when I wasn’t ready to lose them — we don’t need ‘em! It was actually a villain attack — ain’t that ironic? That I’d be part of the most notorious villain organization in the country. But, for me, I don’t think it’s ever been about villainy — I love being a villain! Man, this is the only place I’ve ever been accepted, broken brain ‘n all. These guys are the only people who’ve ever treated me with kindness, as their equal — I hate these brats! They’re so annoying, always eating our food. I figure… If I was able to find such a family within a quote-unquote ‘villainous’ crowd, there have to be others who will, too. Maybe, in the end, we can give them a home — fuck everyone else, this family is mine. They can’t have ‘em!

I just want to live. I want to go to school and have cute crushes and make lots of cute friends and chase all the cute birds I want — sorry, mice, heh. I didn’t ask for this quirk. I’m sorry that other people can’t taste how good the blood of a loved one is, that they don’t understand the devotion of wearing their skin. They don’t have to get it, but… I’ll never forget the look on my parents' faces. Y’know, Hawsky, I went back home — that night, even with the police chasing me. Every single photo of me was smashed. My mother wouldn’t stop crying. She kept asking the Gods, ‘Why? Why did you curse me with such a monster?’ — How could she say something like that! I didn’t even kill him. Geeze, it was just a taste — he wanted to see my quirk in the first place! 

I walked around the city for days, with blood on my hands and old bruises on my body. No one stopped to ask if I was okay. Not a single hero saved me. Broken kids on the street are just that common, so much that so one even bats an eye. Have you ever passed by a homeless child, Number Two? ]

“Ah, so reform is your goal. Why the chaos then?” Aizawa demands.

“Reform?” Touya scoffs, tired and resigned, “How many times do you think the system has been reformed? How many more people will have to suffer until you get it right?”

There is no answer to that.

Touya rolls his eyes, “But whatever, sure, if my confession is what you all need to get the ball movin’, I’ll confess. But I came here with the intention of reporting a crime. And like I said, I wanna make a deal.”

Keigo narrows his eyes, stunned at the reveal of Touya’s apparent plan.  

Aizawa raises a brow, “Go on.”

“Give me the deal I want and I’ll give you everything. If you refuse, well, I have people in position to expose every single dirty secret your Commission has covered up, including the creation of the infamous-me,” Touya dramatically waves a hand to his scarred face, and Keigo mentally scoffs — ‘always the peacock’. “No negotiations. Spare the original League members — ”

“ — and skin grafts!” Keigo hurriedly cuts in, “The good kind, expensive, with the stem cells and shit. Oh, and artificial tear ducts, the type the Commission wanted to put in me.”

Keigo sees the upper corner of Touya’s lips slightly quirked up.

Touya might not be able to visualize a life for himself after this, but that's okay because Keigo will do it for him.

“Change is happening, whether you like it or not. I’m offering you an opportunity to get ahead of it.”

Aizawa gets up from his seat and walks to the door, “I need to think.”

Keigo’s smallest feather wiggles itself discreetly under Aizawa’s wraps and picks up the vibrations of the underground hero making a phone call.

“Yagi-san, I need your help. Come down to the main station. Now. Be discreet.”  

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[buffyaddict13]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Class 1-A, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Eri Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Usagiyama Rumi | Miruko, Iida Tensei | Ingenium, Jirou Kyouka Additional Tags: Post-Paranormal Liberation War Arc (My Hero Academia), Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead-centric, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Needs a Hug, Hospitals, Mentioned Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Panic Attacks, Established Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Protective Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic is a Dork, POV Second Person, Rehabilitation, Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Manga Spoilers, Healing, Fluff, no beta we die like midnight, Gratuitous Song Lyrics, Put Your Hands Up Radio: Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic's Radio Show Series: Part 2 of Still, Like Dust, I'll Rise Summary:

Mirko grins. “See? I grow on people.”

You nod. “Sure. Like a plantar wart.” You point to your missing foot. “Just had one removed.”

“Ha! I didn’t know you were funny, Eraser. Everybody else said you were a real Grumpy Ass-san.”

You can’t dispute what “everybody” said. Her intel is accurate.

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Sumi's Fic Recs

I've been saving a list of fan fiction I like for years now and thought I should share it!

Fandoms include Danny Phantom, DPxDC, Batman, DCMK, BNHA, and Miraculous Ladybug, Legend of Zelda (Linked Universe), Mob Psycho 100, and Genshin Impact. Links, summaries, and comments under the cut.

Danny Phantom

Phantom of Truth by Haiju

NOTE: An edited/updated version of the sequel (Shadow of a Doubt) is also on AO3, but not finished. The finished, unedited version can be found on FF.net here.

Summary: Locked away in a secret government lab with Phantom as her sole object of study, nothing stands between Maddie and the truth... except, perhaps, herself.

Review: You can’t talk about Danny Phantom fanfic without bringing up Phantom of Truth. This one defines the vivisection genre. It’s written in Maddie’s perspective and you can see her character in every little detail of the writing.

Treading Water by TheFullCatastrophe

Summary: "This is the story of why we had to start calling Danny Fenton, Danny FINton. Get it, Danny? 'Cause you have FINS? Oh, I kill me." - a summary by Tucker Foley.

Review: Mermaid AU! Another classic fandom fic, this one with great worldbuilding and some dark, realistic vibes that make the ghosts (well, mermaids) really feel dangerous.

Modern Day Ghost Girl by MemoryWriter

Summary: Wendy Manson, 14-year old freshman in Casper High. Recently she's been able to sense ghosts, and on the day Wendy's paranormal curiosity gets the best of her, her project partner and ex-best friend Shane happens to follow her. When she meets a mysterious ghost in the abandoned apartment, what of her identity will she be discovering?

Review: One of the first fics I ever read, so it holds a special place in my heart.

Outside Looking In by Ellen_Brand

Summary: Casper High's new psychiatrist has some interesting interviews ahead of him.

Review: A great outside perspective into Danny. Also I just like Cade!

Phantom’s Sketchbook by AkoyaMizuno

Summary: Mr. Lancer finds himself in an unparalleled situation, he has access to something which can give him incredible insight into the personal workings of Amity Park's local ghost teen hero, Danny Phantom.

Review: Another fandom classic! A must read for the student/teacher relationship between Mr. Lancer and Danny.

You Should Be Dead by SapphireDragon11

Summary: Dash and Kwan are horrified to discover they've accidentally killed their classmate, but perhaps even more so when he shows up at school the next day. With his secret on the line, Danny soon discovers Dash and Kwan are the least of his worries.

Review: An epic story of Danny going up against incredible odds! One of my absolute favorites!

DPxDC

But I Want to Be Let In, Not Out by TheWritingOwl

NOTE: Actually a series of one-shots!

Summary: Growing up with the Fentons, Danny resigned himself to the fact that he would never see Damian again. However, when he gets summoned to Gotham after becoming the Ghost King, he finds himself reuniting with his long lost twin.

Review: Some nice demon twins au with batfam elements- all the stuff I like in a DPxDC fic.

close enough to be whole again by hailsatanacab

Summary: “If you ever find yourself in danger, go to Bruce Wayne. He will help you.”     His mother had loved him, in her own way. If she hadn’t, she wouldn’t have helped him escape. If she hadn’t, she would have dragged him back to the League of Assassins, to Grandfather. If she hadn’t, he’d be dead.     She loved him, but she loved the League more.     Jack and Maddie Fenton loved him too, they did, but they loved their work more.     They loved their work more.     --     After his parents react poorly to his reveal, Danny escapes to the only person he thinks can help him - Bruce Wayne. He doesn't know what to expect when he gets there, but it has to be better than where he is, surely? He certainly doesn't expect to be reunited with his long lost twin brother Damian. It's funny how things work out that way.     Danny is 16 years old, not Phantom Planet compliant

Review: More angsty demon twins AU with secret identity shenanigans, what’s no to love?

Recognized by AgentIanLegend

Summary: When they heard the fateful words "Recognized: Robin - B01," nothing could have prepared them for the web of secrets which would unravel as Daniel Fenton and Richard Grayson search for answers.

Review: An epic story will all kinds of twists and turns. Very will written with great pacing and tight storytelling!

Batman

hand in unloveable hand (a chokehold) by britishparty

Summary: Tim Drake is eleven years old when he’s grabbed off the streets of Bristol while he’s on his way home. It will be okay, he tells himself: they’ll call his parents, and they’ll pay the ransom, and he’ll get to go home.

There are pictures of Batman and Robin on the camera he was carrying. A lot of pictures.

They don’t call his parents. They call Black Mask.

- or: the one where Black Mask kidnaps Tim and tries to groom him into a ruthless heir, and Tim tries to figure out how to destroy him from the inside out.

Review: Tim is great in this. This one is full of scheming and mind games and all that good stuff.

From When He Sprang by WereDog15

Summary: January 2012. For the last four years, Jason Todd has been living on the streets of Gotham, doing whatever he can in order to survive on his own. But one night, as he emerges from his dwelling in Gotham’s underground tunnels, he encounters the legendary dynamic duo of Batman and Robin.A little bit of help can go a long way, but Jason's world is ripped apart as he is unintentionally put in the path of one of the deadliest secret societies that the world has ever known.Discover the story of the event that changed their lives forever, and put Jason on the path to becoming the second Robin.

Review: THIS FIC. It’s creative, it’s dark, it’s gory - this one makes me feel like I’m back in middle school reading The Hunger Games for the first time. This fic does not pull any punches.

Liminal Spaces by Calamityjim

NOTE: A multi-part series with some extra one-shots too

Summary: Bruce's habit of collecting strays is not limited by dimension. Or When Young Justice Batman comes across an angsty, seemingly abandoned by his Batman Tim Drake, he decides to step up to the plate and parent the crap out of him.

Review: Oh this one is a long, epic story with all kinds of twists and turns. And lots and lots of emotional batfam moments.

A Gentlekid Thief by Blazonix

Summary: Tim didn't mean to become the notorious thief Red X; it just sort of happened. Just like how he somehow wound up being Batman’s greatest nemesis - his therapist. He would like to remind whatever higher forces are out there that he is still only 12.

Review: Funny and clever!

From the Shadows by Wolfsbanesparks

NOTE: Shazam crossover

Summary: All Billy Batson wanted was to survive a particularly rough week living on the streets of Fawcett City. The last thing he was looking for was a new family. All Bruce Wayne wanted was to learn a bit more about his upbeat teammate under the guise of official Wayne Enterprises business. But he could never turn his back on a child in need. Especially one as surrounded by mystery as Billy. OR   Billy gets adopted by the Batfamily while trying to deal with a strong magical enemy.

Review: I’m always a fan of gen fic that also has an overarching story and great villain!

Shutterbye by katiesparks

Summary: The more I research it, the more I know it has to be true. Dick Grayson is Robin. And that means Bruce Wayne is Batman. All the pieces fit. I move my Dick and Bruce Wayne things into the Batman and Robin box and buy an extra lock for it.

Review: One-shot written from a young Tim’s perspective. The writing style really brings his character to life.

Surveillance by smilebackwards

NOTE: A multi part series

Summary: Tim knows antagonizing Lex Luthor wasn’t exactly his safest move but the point is really driven home by the bullet to the shoulder. Or: The AU where Jason never died and Tim is a civilian who contributes to crime fighting by taking surveillance photos and leaving them on the desktop of the Batcomputer.

Review: Gotta love some ‘stalker Tim gets involved in hero stuff without actually wearing a cape’ stuff.

Detective Conan & Magic Kaito

(Don’t) Believe What You Know by discordiansamba

NOTE: This fic is actually a rewrite, buuuuuut I saved the older, longer version if you want to read that one instead. Available here (I just copy and pasted it, so formatting may be a little weird)

Summary: For as long as he's known him, Hattori Heiji has always seemed to gotten mixed up in cases with a sort of... supernatural touch. Honestly, Conan's never thought much of it- it's not as if the things that go bump in the night are actually real, and they've got countless cases behind them to prove just that.But after getting mixed up in a strange case in Osaka and learning a disturbing secret from Heiji's past, its left Conan wondering if there's more his friend isn't telling him. So he does what any good detective would- investigate.He's just... not sure he was ready for the answers.

Review: I am a huge of discordiansamba’s writing! It very descriptive and the stories tend to have a lot of interesting moving parts. This fic in particular is great for its worldbuilding and the magical, dangerous adventures Heiji gets involved in. And Heiji trying to hide stuff from Conan always makes for some good tension.

Blood and Snow by discordiansamba

Summary: Heiji Hattori has never believed in the supernatural. Things like vampires have always been a bunch of nonsense to him. But the supernatural is about to prove itself very real.

Review: If you like the last one, you’ll like this one too – another supernatural adventure focusing on Heiji!

Unprofessional Opinion by Ellen_Brand

Summary: A series of psychologicalpersonality profiles of our boys... with guest shrink Cade Maboroshi!

Review: I just like Cade! And an outsider’s perspective is always fun, especially in this writing style.

The Case of the Magic Bullet Murder by MirrorandImage

NOTE: Technically a sequel, but I didn’t read the first one and wasn’t lost. There’s also a third fic that’s good too!

Summary: As always Conan stumbles across another body; and this time the prime suspect is this high school kid named Kuroba Kaito. Sequel to The Case of the Hidden Epidemic.

Review: We get to see Conan interact with Kaito, and that always makes for fun secret identity shenanigans. And we even get to see Kaito get involved in solving a case!

Insanity, Apparently by Taliya

NOTE: A series of one shots

Summary: Takagi Wataru would like to register a complaint to whichever deity thought it would be hilarious to toss him into odd situations with Kaitou KID. Repeatedly. Because this was far beyond his pay grade.

Review: A fun story with a mix of characters you don’t see very often.

Be a Better Me by Lisa_Telramor

Summary: Kaito thought that the Robot Incident ended with the destruction of his copycat robot. He couldn't have guessed how wrong that assumption was when he is injured months later.

Review: Wonderfully angsty and doesn’t shy away from the horror of Kaito’s new reality.

Guide you home by Tobina

NOTE: Uses Guide & Sentinel tropes, which I’d never heard of before but I guess it used to be popular in fanfic in the 90’s? Basically Sentinels have superpowers and Guides help them control it. The two tend to be lifelong partners, but it can be romantic or familial or platonic.

Summary: As a Level 5s Sentinel and skillful detective, Kudou Shinichi helps the Tokyo Police Department whenever they get stuck with a case, his Guide Ran at his side to ground him when needed. After a KID heist, it becomes clear that Guides are dissapearing and Shinichi and his western counterpart Hattori Heiji are knee-deep into the case, especially because this one hits far too close to home for comfort. When then even phantom thief Kaitou KID gets involved, things are bound to get... interesting.

Review: A GREAT story that does a good job with worldbuilding and characters’ relationships. While it focuses on Conan, my favorite part of this fic is the arc the Kaito goes through and the way this story takes a look at his motivations and moral compass.

It's Raining Men, Hallelujah by Asuka Kureru

Summary: Conan already has some kind of corpse magnet power, but when Heiji is in his orbit the corpses actively come to them. From above. Witness.

Review: A fandom classic! Short and hilarious.

Inconceivable by joisbishmyoga

Summary: In the face of a DNA analysis Kaito can't deny, he begins uncovering the rest of his family's secrets. Too bad he's not the only one looking.

Review: An epic story that has a takedown of the Black Org AND twin AU, what’s not to love?

Secrets in Indigo by Sinnatious

Summary: A throwaway comment about Kaitou KID’s eye colour sets Kaito on an uncomfortable path of discovery.

Review: I can’t give too many spoilers! An overall great story with great writing as Kaito discovers secrets and also tries to keep them hidden.

The Young Royals of Deduction by joisbishmyoga

NOTE: One shot

Summary: The Exclusive Interview with Four Children Taking the Investigative World by Storm

Review: Short but fun!

My Hero Academia

The Thin Gray Line by A_ToastToTheOutcasts

Summary: The beauty of the era of quirks wasn't the amazing abilities; it was that nobody sane would even entertain the thought that Kuroko, the most wanted vigilante in all of Japan, was Quirkless.

Review: A vigilante AU with a badass Deku (or, in this case, Kuroko) who puts the whole Hero Commisison to shame. The rivalry between Deku and Bakugou is so intense in this fic, I love it.

Yesterday Upon the Stair by PitViperOfDoom

Notes: When you’re done with this, there’s also a fun related one-shot by another author called U.A. Unsolved by kabukichou (ameliafromafairytale)

Summary: Midoriya Izuku has always been written off as weird. As if it's not bad enough to be the quirkless weakling, he has to be the weird quirkless weakling on top of it. But truthfully, the "weird" part is the only part that's accurate. He's determined not to be a weakling, and in spite of what it says on paper, he's not actually quirkless. Even before meeting All-Might and taking on the power of One For All, Izuku isn't quirkless. Not that anyone would believe it if he told them.

Review: An epic story full of secrets and ghosts!

Hero Class Civil Warfare by RogueDruid (Icarius51)

Summary: Heroes lead by Bakugo. Villains lead by Midoriya. Seven days prep time. Three days for Izuku Midoriya to show why they should be glad he's not a real villain.

Review: Badass Deku going all out and scaring his classmates. This one uses nearly every character from class 1-A and 1-B and manages to make everyone have an impact on the story!

Tales of the Jade Mantis by Chess_Blackfyre

NOTE: A multi-part series

Summary: The adventures of Inko Midoriya, Number One Vigilante in all of Japan, and her complicated relationship with the Number One Hero, All Might. However, it's not all about kicking butt and taking names, watch as the telekinetic in the leather jacket struggles with things like brutal mentors, working in customer service, and trying to be a good single parent.

Review: The only fic I’ve found with Inko as a vigilante! Quite the journey, this one goes over her career as a vigilante and what comes after when Izuku suddenly has a quirk. I love the weird adventures Inko gets up to and the interesting people she meets. One of my all time favorites!

Monochrome Skies by QuantumPoint

Summary: Midoriya Izuku died four years ago. Midoriya Izuku dead in a housefire when his mother didn’t notice him come home early. Midoriya Izuku dead because heroes failed to hear the screams of a scared child. Midoriya Izuku dead alone and scared.His mother mourned him but went on with her life. The heroes swore to be better, but still made the same mistakes. And for four years, everyone believed he was until Aizawa caught sight of a well-known vigilante and decided to investigate. Everyone believed it until Yagi bumped into a kind child on the street and tried to give him hope.

Review: I can’t say much because spoilers, but if you’re an artist, read this.

brilliant lights will cease to burn (by my hands i’ll reignite them) by novalotypo

NOTE: It’s a Card Captor Sakura crossover, but honestly I’ve never seen that and as far as I can tell this doesn’t have much to so with that show. It’s BNHA characters and world with some Card Captor magic elements.

Summary: Midoriya Izuku is quirkless. This, he knows very well.This is also what he knows:Weekends and vacations are reserved for walking neighborhood dogs. The elderly are the most powerful people on Earth. Local gods are picky eaters. Trust is a feeble, feeble thing. Magic cards are incredibly difficult to seal, especially when the world thinks you're a vigilante. Heroes are not magicians, but magicians can be heroes.Becoming a cardcaptor wasn't on Izuku's bucket list, but he'll be damned if he doesn't make the best out of it.

Review: Deku doesn’t have a quirk, so he gets sucked up into some magical card captor responsibilities and goes all out, as he does. This one has an analytical Deku, otherworldly magic, creepy villains, and some tension between a vigilante Deku and hero society as a whole. One of my absolute favorites!

Quirk: Knife! by brightredwings

Summary: Izuku Midoriya is unlucky, to say the least and life hasn't exactly been kind. Things weren't so bad in the beginning, but once he was diagnosed quirkless, well, it all went to shit. Everyone grew to hate him, even his best friend and own father.Was it really that impossible to become a hero without a quirk? It doesn't really matter because to Izuku, the term hero is flexible. He'll be his own hero because he's learnt from his own experience, people are selfish and the only one he can rely on is himself.Left alone to fend for himself in the world, Izuku goes out to change things on his own terms, despite his methods being slightly illegal. Keyword, slightly. It's only illegal if he gets caught, right?

Review: A long story with great arcs for a lot of League of Villains character, and a beautiful ending. Some pretty intense angst with happy endings for everyone.

Roses are red and they taste like shit by Unbreakable_Red_Riot

Summary: Katsuki was really fucking sick of the smell of flowers.

Review: Ah, yes, KiriBaku with hanhaki disease. Mostly from Bakugou’s point of view, so you get to see all his frustration and a ton of drama. Also looks into some other characters like Midoriya and Todoroki, which is a nice touch.

The Beauty of a Beast by starofgems

Summary: Once upon a time a lonely beast lived in a manor deep in the forest. He dreamed of the day his true love appeared to break his curse... When a beauty finally appears in his life, it is not quite as he imagined. For who could have thought a beauty would be more of a beast. Or The beauty and the beast AU nobody asked for but here it is.

Review: A very sweet love story. (KiriBaku)

The Deaf Hero: Deku by BeyondTheClouds777

Summary: His whole life, Izuku was told that he couldn’t do it. That he should give up while he still had the chance. That someone like him—Deaf, Quirkless—could never become a hero.But Izuku wasn’t going to give up. Not now and not ever. (OR, the one where nearly everything's the same, but Izuku is Deaf.)

Review: Right what it says on the tin. Deku’s added deafness creates more tension between Deku and Bakugou, his classmates, and even other heroes. Things get angsty but Deku always stays determined, which I love.

Miraculous Ladybug

Where Have All The Heroes Gone and Where Are All The Gods? by Anthemyst

NOTE: This is actually part 5 of a series, but I just started with this one and didn’t feel lost. Just know that in this story, Gabirel isn’t Hawkmoth. Most of this was written before Season 1 ended, I think.

Summary: On their fourteenth birthday, the Agreste triplets' world is turned upside down. Their government has been overthrown, their city taken, and superheroes all over Europe have suddenly and mysteriously vanished-including, to their shock, their parents. They'll need to work together, and become the heroes Paris needs, if they're going to save both their parents and their country.

Review: A next-gen fic that got me into ML fanfic in general! It’s got a fun dystopian vibe and the Agreste kids are all fleshed out very nicely. One of my absolute favorites!

Not A Bit by CaptainOzone

Summary: "Sometimes, being a brother is even better than being a superhero," says author Marc Brown. Félix Agreste has been both, and he can't have said it better himself. (AKA The Brothers AU I wanted to read but had to write myself when I realized this AU has a depressing lack of fic to its name)

Review: I’m always a fan of fic that has Marinette and Adrien AND Felix and Bridgette.

Legend of Zelda (Linked Universe)

Looking for Group by Tashilover

Summary: People want to be a Hero so badly, they're willing to bribe, lie, cheat, and beg. Twilight knows there's a Hero amongst the people in this college town. It's just a matter of finding them.

Review: The modern setting keeps things fresh, yet this story is still full of legends, danger, and a fight of good vs evil!

Mob Psycho 100

tomorrow isn’t always another day by suitablyskippy

NOTE: One shot

Summary: It’s like Reigen’s been waiting for the question. He stops dead on the pavement, grips Mob by the shoulders, and stares down into his eyes with an expression as haunted as though every ghost the pair of them has ever exorcised has taken up residence behind it. “Mob,” he says. “Mob,” he says again. “Tell me, Mob. Look at me and tell me. Tell me truthfully. Do I look cursed to you?”Mob looks at him, and tells him truthfully. “No.”“Well, you didn’t look very long,” says Reigen. “Let’s just stand here for a moment, like so, and you can have another look, a nice long look, and really think about it...” (There's nothing strange about being called back to exorcise the same haunted photocopier six days in a row. It must just be a very haunted photocopier.)

Review: THIS WHOLE CONEPT IS HILARIOUS

Genshin Impact

Traveler’s search for Scaramouche by Scuriel

NOTE: A choose your own adventure story!

Summary: Ei wants Traveler to search for Scaramouche and get back her gnosis. They have many decisions to make along the way.

Review: Don’t see something like this very often! There are actually a lot of different outcomes.

[aimportantdragoncollector]

Hi, I was reading bnha fanfic and misread "Paranormal Liberation War" as "Parental Liberation War" and that brought (crack-ish) Ideas and didn't know who to talk about it with then realized it sounds like a fanfic you'd write, since Dad!AFO could fit under "parental". So now I'm just asking: what do you think a Parental Liberation War fanfic in bnha be about?

Obviously it would be a fic about all of Izuku's parental figures trying to liberate him from the vault. All Might, Aizawa, Yamada, Nezu, Naomasa, and anyone else VS. All for One.

[screamingbluepanda]

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[aria-allium]

what has happened in bnha lore wise. <-guy who was out of the fandom in 2019 (aka around overhaul arc?? with eri)

ok i will be so for real right now my understanding of the current plot is mainly what i get through skimming some of the more recent chapters/season 7 episodes and reading fanfic so i'm. not super well versed on details but from what i understand:

1) there were two war arcs, apparently: the paranormal liberation war arc and the one that just wrapped up, the final war arc. i say "apparently" bc before i got back into it i thought those were the same thing, lmfao. but essentially in the paranormal liberation war arc, various pro heroes + class 1a (or maybe all of ua? i'm kind of unclear on that) are fighting against the league of villains + the paranormal liberation front. don't really know much about motivations, but i do know that that's the arc where aizawa loses his leg and his eye, and also the arc where katsuki takes a hit from shigaraki/afo (i'll explain that in a sec) for izuku. the final war arc, on the other hand, honestly do not know a lot about that either outside of how it affects izuku and katsuki specifically. like i know that they're fighting just the league + afo, and i know that the members of the league that are still alive are slowly killed off (or at least defeated if not killed) until it gets to the final fight with shigaraki/afo and Mainly izuku, but others step in along the way too i'm pretty sure. major thing that happens this arc is that this is where the leaks of katsuki lying dead on the ground came from, but don't worry! he got better! he comes back a while later to help fight shigaraki alongside izuku, says some pretty homosexual shit while doing so (such as calling himself "kacchan" to afo's face at one point), and then the final stretch happens where all of class 1a pushes izuku forward to finally defeat shigaraki/afo. yippee!! where the story's gonna go from here i have no idea, but. there's that.

2) i did find out also that the traitor to ua that got hinted at a few times was revealed: it turned out to be aoyama. basically his whole deal is that it turns out he was also quirkless, but his parents, out of fear of him being looked at differently, made a deal with afo to give their son a quirk, hence him having navel laser at the start of the show. i'm pretty sure his parents weren't aware afo was a villain at the time, they just heard rumors of a guy that could give people quirks and were like "oh sweet, our son is saved!" but in exchange for giving aoyama navel laser, afo had him leak information about ua such as where the class would be for festivals/training during his time there so that the lov could attack. fucked up stuff honestly 😭 i'm not 100% sure how that gets resolved but i do know that him and his parents were taken into custody, his parents i think for colluding w afo and aoyama was taken in mainly to ensure that he wouldn't be a danger to ua anymore (as in like. they wanted to make sure afo didn't do anything to him to make him a ticking time bomb. lol!)

3) ok the whole shigaraki sort of being afo thing i will admit i think i know how that actually happened. i'm pretty sure that after the my villain academia arc, shigaraki is modified by dr. garaki (i think that's his name but the same guy that diagnosed izuku quirkless in the beginning) to basically be a new host for afo. so for a while shigaraki, and by extension the league (i think), are out of commission, and then once shigaraki wakes up and is succesfully made the host of afo, they get back out there and do crime, lol. for a while shigaraki acts pretty much the same as he always did with afo's voice in his head in a similar way to the previous ofa users in izuku's head, and then there's a turning point in the paranormal liberation war arc where afo straight up hijacks shigaraki's body, lol, so that's cool. i think he controls shigaraki fully up until the last few chapters of the final war arc too, although i might be wrong abt that.

4) the most recent chapter leaks i did fully read through, so i know what goes down there! basically it takes place one week after the final war, and the first half is dedicated to explaining how recovery efforts are going. not too much major stuff going on there, just mainly people saying they're glad it's over and that people having quirks makes the recovery process easier, but not necessarily better. second half of the chapter is katsuki and izuku in the hospital! they're in separate rooms, katsuki with his parents and a doctor, and izuku in another that he shares w all might (who is alive after all of that btw - i honestly thought he died). katsuki gets told that his right arm might never recover and that he'd be better off with a prosthetic, but he shuts that down and says that he'll kick recovery's ass, lmao. then it switches to izuku and all might talking, with a major thing there being that, in order to defeat shigaraki, izuku had to transfer ofa to him, meaning that all he has left are the embers of ofa, and soon he will be rendered quirkless again (don't ask me why the transfer had to happen btw i have no idea). this is where katsuki bursts in, and upon hearing that izuku only has the embers left he reflects on how he bullied izuku in the past and starts crying, bc he's upset that they won't be able to compete for the number one spot together anymore (this fucked me up btw God). izuku tells him not to worry, all might says some stuff abt both of them being the greatest heroes, they both smile, and then the chapter ends w izuku and his fuckass haircut looking up at ua being rebuilt.

i think that's most of what i know!! sorry i went on for so long, lol, i said i didn't know much at the start but the more i typed the more i realized i actually did know 😂 at some point i might go back and pick up the manga where i left off, bc i am very much intrigued, but idk when that'll happen, so. yeah!!

[artemismoorea03]

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📚 Fanfic/Fanfic Writer: I have a lot I can recommend for different Series, I won't lie to you :D For Monkie Kid: StellaWolf1 and SunPlum are some of the ones I find the most I read of but currently an uncompleted Fanfiction I've been keeping up with is "But We Open Our Eyes" from Starffledust. (Again, there are more but I'll be here all day listing off all the amazing writers.) For Fullmetal Alchemist (because I know I have some followers for my Equivalent Exchange Series): Awesomedurra, CryRan88, and Ace_Lesbian_Writer take up a *lot* of space in my bookmarks. The BNHA series I always recommend to anybody in that fandom is: "Not In The Job Description" by IidaRei98! Easily my favorite in all of the ones I have read :D 🎨 Fanart: Honestly any art brings me joy to see, but I think the ones that would bring me the most joy are the cuddling scenes in my Monkies Aren't Alright Series. I would just love to see more fluff drawn of Wukong, MK and Macaque specifically cuddling from either of the first two big parts would make me melt. I love writing those scenes so art would probably make me cry. 👓 Focus: What helps me focus changes from day to day. Sometimes I watch amv's of the show I'm writing for or listen to playlists on youtube, other times I just watch videos that make me laugh or raise my spirits. Though this changes - as I said - and today I've been watching Paranormal Witness while I work :3 💕 Favorites: I don't know if I specifically have a favorite though the one's I am most proud of is the Monkies Aren't Alright and MK's Not Alright. Though, I do end up reading "You're Welcome Here" a *lot*. So if we go off of which one I read the most it would be that part. Thank you so much for the question! This was fun :D

[vailry]

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love note , includes blood, ghost dabi, virgin reader, female reader, quirkless reader, witchcraft sorts, loss of virginity, mirror sex

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DAY ONE OF KINKTOBER, MIRROR SEX, GHOSTS

“Mother, when will I get my own quirk?” I uttered a question out of my bruised lips. There she stood with no reply; instead, staring deeply into me. She sucked in her teeth with a ‘Click!’ at the roof of her mouth, “A quirk of your own? Don’t even bother anymore, child. You’re 13 already, what’s the point..” I clenched the pages of homework as I heard the crinkles get softer with every more pressure I put in.

I always hoped for my own quirk, that I was just a late bloomer.

I don’t think it’ll happen though.

“[ma’am].. You alright?” The worker mumbled quietly to my ear as he held out the book. I shook my head, rubbing my temples as I remember the sudden flashbacks of my late childhood. I stare back to the pale worker, nodding my head.

“Forgive me, sir. I’ve been spacing out a bit recently.” I said as I rubbed the bridge of my nose.

He nodded back at me, sliding his hand over to the cash register to put in the discount. Everyday my memories come back like a flash flood. It was always unexpected, and it always hurts to remember. Thankfully, to calm myself down, I always head to my coffee shop down the block. A witchcraft sort of tavern style has been my sort of aesthetic for a while. A sudden sliding noise between the hard cover book and the wooden countertop ringed in my ears.

“You enjoy the rest of your day, [ma’am]’.” He said waving his hand goodbye as I waved back.

“Ring!” The bell rang as the door shut behind me. I looked down at the book I bought, sliding my thumb over the bold letters. “Witchcraft: A Guide to Spells and Potions” I felt a little anxious checking this out back at the cafe, wondering if the book would just be a rip-off of $25.99. I shook those negative thoughts away as I focused on walking back to my house.

I slid my hand over to my crossbody bag, grabbing the keys to the front door of my house. “Was it left to right… No, it was the opposite.” I muttered to myself, but it turned out I was wrong. I turned the key to my right as I pushed the door open. The dust escaped from the living room and into my face as I coughed into my sweater’s sleeve. I haven’t cleaned my house in a while I guess..

I looked outside of the front door, seeing how the sun had already set when I was in the cafe. I walked away, closing the door behind me as I kicked my boots off and ran into the bedroom. I wanted to try this book out to see if it would work. If it would give me that feeling of having a quirk. I set the book down flat onto my bedroom’s carpet, flipping the pages back and forth for any easy spell.

“Levitation spell, enlargement spell, whatever that is.. God it’s too hot for this!” I looked over to my light switch and flipped the fan switch on instead. The fan spun rapidly as I sat myself back down, criss-crossing my legs.

“There!” I said as I smacked my finger against the spell’s name, “Duplication Spell’. With this, I could duplicate money and be rich! I slid my finger down the list of equipment I needed. “A white candle, a match, blah blah, already got that, whatever that is..” I muttered on and on as I opened my dresser’s cabinets. When did I buy a white candle anyway? Whatever, all that matters now is duplicating my $20 dollar bills! I set the candle in the middle of the room, removing any framable objects as I cleaned up a little.

I grabbed a match, flicking it forward. I watched as the match lit on fire, feeling the fire against my chin. I guided my hand over to the white candle, letting it catch on fire then blowing out the match. I set the book in front of me and my legs, my eyes looking for the words.

I tapped my finger against the page, leading my finger back to my knees. Both hands wrapped on each knee, I started speaking the words, my breath being heavy with every word. Close your eyes said the book, so I did just that. Everything was dark around me, of course, because I couldn’t see anything. Suddenly a blue neon sort of light emitted, seeing it even with my eyes closed. I heard papers, blankets, and some other items being tossed across the room. Did it work? It must’ve! Wait..

I never placed any money in front of me though, how would it have worked? I fluttered my eyes open, seeing how all my papers were scattered across the floor. The room was dark again, and there was no blue light, nor was there any duplication of any I’m sure. The candle was blown out, and the only source of light was the moon. I sighed as I uncrossed my legs feeling extremely disappointed with these results. What kind of spell could I have done? What if I cursed everybody on Earth?! I sharply turned my head around, standing up. I picked up the book and walked over to the doorframe.

“Smack!” My body slapped against the wooden floors, what tripped me? I looked behind me but nothing was there, nor was there anything on the right of me. Though when I looked to my left, I saw my tall standing mirror. Though it wasn’t the only tall standing thing. In the mirror there was a spiky haired tall figure that stood lousy. It looked like it was next to me, on my right. I quickly turned my head to the right but nothing was there.. I felt my heart beat pace faster, as my lips quivered.

“You look scared, any reason why.. Doll?” A deep raspy voice called out. I shrieked as I crawled backwards, bumping into my bed frame. What kind of spell did I do?!

I could hear footsteps getting closer to me as I climbed onto the bed, grabbing the messed up sheets and tossing it on top of me. I bit my lip nervously as I shut my eyes. It went quiet, the only thing I could hear was my fast paced heart beat. I shielded my head with my hands as I felt the covers being tossed off of me and my shirt being gripped tightly, pulling me up and into the air. I swung my arms around, feeling a sort of skin texture that clenched my shirt.

“What- What is this..” I said quietly, my tongue going dry,

“How could you not know? You summoned me of course.” A voice replied.

I shook my head as I continued my grip onto the invisible arm, “I didn’t summon you! I was doing a spell for duplication.” A chuckle sounded against the walls, as the grip tightened around my shirt. I went quiet for a second as I gulped dryly.

“Then maybe you made a mistake; do you know how delicate paper is to wind? How it just flies away?” I nodded my head quickly.

“Well, your fan is on and your book is open. Connect the pieces, doll.”

The gasp I let out was horrendous, the page must’ve flipped over.. Fuck! Did I do a summoning sort of spell? Of course I did! Otherwise this figure wouldn’t be here making me levitate up in the air! I loosened my grip as I felt myself feel disappointed. He, too, loosened his grip on my shirt, making my knees bash against the ground. “Shit- Fuck! That hurt!” I yelled out. I was dropped in front of the mirror, seeing him again standing proud and tall behind me. I looked at my knees, red and starting to tingle. The figure crouched down behind me, rubbing my two stiff shoulders.

“I came here because I was called, were you planning on wasting my time? You wouldn't want to make ghosts mad would you? After all I could haunt you and your whole blood line, bringing you misfortune everyday.” I shook my head as I rubbed my knees. I heard him chuckle as he breathed out onto my ear, a smirk formed on his face as well.

“Then don’t waste my time. Instead, make this time worthwhile.” He said as he slid his arm under my arms, lifting me up onto my shaking legs. He hugged me harshly from behind as he rested his head on top of mine.

“You think you could take care of.. This?” He said as he went closer, something hard in between my legs. I bit my lip nervously as I stared deeply into the mirror, looking at his visible features. His scarred face, arms, and most of his neck. He was extremely tall, his shoulders broad too. He was the slightest bit of translucent, he’s more opaque than a usual ghost. Whatever, that didn’t matter now. He stared deeper into my body, as if he’s bored just standing there quietly.

“I.. I don’t have any experience with that kind of thing..” I said as I rubbed my thighs together, the heat intensifying within my face and my whole body. I heard him groan behind me, hugging me with more pressure.

“Move your hair aside, [name].” I did as he said, moving my hair to the other side as he crouched down a little low. I slid my hand out of his grip, guiding my hand towards my face and biting down on my index finger. He bit me firmly with his grip still strong. That’ll leave a mark that’ll stay for a few months..

He hummed against my skin, smothering it with licks and bites. I felt my face get redder as I shut my eyes and kept biting down.

“Mm.. I think we should loosen you a little. You are a virgin aren't you?”

“Yeah, never really had anybody to do this to anyway..” I muttered once more to him as he leaned in closer to listen.

“Then I’ll be your first, darling.” Loosening his grip onto me and sliding down my back, ripping my shirt’s fibers apart as he kissed me passionately. A trail of saliva and my own blood followed down my body. His hand crept between my thighs, occasionally brushing against my tempted.. Area.

He crouched down comfortably as he kissed my thighs, sliding his finger against my shorts.

“Hhnngg..” I moaned out, shutting my eyes firmly as the pleasure felt more and more intense to me.

“Dabi, that’s my name. Moan out my name if you’d like.” He groaned out with a slobbery tone, drool trailing down my thighs. My shirt crept down my shoulders as it fell delicately, showing off the bra I wore to go out. It must’ve caught his attention because of the way he stopped his actions.

“Lace? Inside of your house? How cute.” He said, I covered my cleavage quickly after.

“It was the only thing I could find laying around my room.” I replied back.

He removed his arms and instead put them on my breasts, cupping them a bit harshly. His hand crept past the bra as he twisted my nipples.

“Aa-Aaahhhh..” I moaned breathy, though it hurt for a little, the pleasure overcame it by a lot..

“You’re supposed to be the one pleasuring me but here I am touching all over you.” He said in his raspy deep voice. I dragged my hand across his, touching what felt like staples on his skin and his scars. “How do scars feel..?” He shrugged as he continued twisting and teasing.

“It’s sorta sore but I could care less nowadays.” I hummed back. What happened to that fast pace of my heart a few minutes ago?

“F-fuck.. Dabi..” I opened my eyes and stared into the mirror looking at myself being pleasured by a ghost I summoned just 10 minutes ago. No, was it 5? I had lost my count of time a while ago when I had summoned Dabi. Time didn’t matter right now, not that I could even focus on time anyway. The harsh pressed kisses on my shoulders along with the nipple play made me go crazy in pleasure. But it’s not enough for me.

“You’re wet now, I can feel it.” He said as his hand rubbed against my slick covered pussy. It was already leaking through, going to the sides of my thighs. He scoffed silently before I felt a cruel and harsh grip onto my waist with one hand, the other gripping onto my shorts and ripping them off my body. Small strings flew, and the now discarded shorts lay upon my feet.

I raised my head to look at myself in the mirror, seeing myself only in a ripped shirt, my bra, and my panties. Including that I’m doing this in front of a person I don’t know? More so a ghost of sorts? Gosh I really messed up tonight, if only it wasn’t so fucking hot this evening. Dabi stood up, his still hardened bulge rubbing against the curves of my ass.

He gripped onto my thighs once more, another hand flying up back to my chest. He clenched and squished both of them, feeling my skin. I pierced my lips together as he finished playing. He let out a heavy sigh and moved his hand to his pants. ‘Zzzip!’ I heard from behind me. A few rustles from the paper under us were heard as the tall figure moved around.

“Don’t move.” He said firmly as both of his hands dragged over my waist, holding them roughly and tightly. I let out a gasp as I felt what was in between my thighs, going in and out. His cock rubbed against my clit, easily sliding because of my slick.

“You must be feeling it too if you’re leaning over like that; all arched and such a mess down there.” He said while I was bent over. He went a bit faster, his right hand removed from my waist and onto my clit, rubbing it fast.

He huffed and groaned out while I moaned and whimpered. I could feel my high coming so soon, and he noticed this.

“We both won’t be satisfied with just rubbing skins, let’s do the actual thing now.” He said close to my ear, feeling his hot breath against it.

“The actual thing..?” I said questionably, he nodded as he gripped onto my silk panties.

“Stop ripping my clothes! I’ll take it off, these are expensive y’know!” I yelled at him, sliding off the drenched panties. He huffed and rolled his eyes. The room lit brighter as the moon shines. I could see his glaring blue eyes on me, seeing how they’re now visible. My face flushed in a peachy red, now feeling hotter both on my body and down there.

“I’ll just slide it in now, alright?” He said. I sharply turned my head around, slapping his face with my hair.

“Would it fit- I mean like slide in easily?” I asked in a rush, he nodded as his glaring blue eyes were set on the mirror. I gulped dryly before I felt the rod slide in slowly.

“Damn, I thought you would’ve loosened-..!” He said aggressively. I felt the tears flood my eyes as my vision went blurry. It hurt a little as he kept pushing it in. I don’t think the slick was the only liquid now, blood was leaking on my thighs and dripping onto the ground.

There he finally stood, all inside. We both huffed tiredly although we still had much more energy. I arched my back as he let go of my waist and crossed his arms over my stomach, hugging me deeply.

“Fuck, you’re leaking blood. I’ll just start slow.” And he did what he said we would, starting at a slow n’ steady pace. It hurt feeling his cock pierce my walls but the more he went out and in again, the more I loosened and felt the actual pleasure.

“Hhahhh, Dabi-“

“You feel it now? Good.”

I blinked hard, pushing out those tears still caught in my eyes. His pace fastened quickly, every thrust going in easily now. My moans were let out as it ringed across the room and in our ears. My legs quivered from standing, also from my sort of busted knees. He hummed for a second before gripping me tighter on my stomach.

“What are you doing?” I asked, he rested his head on my shoulder letting go of my stomach and going in between my legs.

“Huh?!-“ We were both lifted off the ground as my legs were hanging above his arms, making my pussy more visible to see in the mirror. Red and clear liquids were on the sides of my pussy, sliding over to my thighs and down to his dick.

“Hopefully this’ll be easier for you.” He said as he continued thrusting into me.

“Turn your head to me.” He said, I did as so. Turning my head gently towards his face, he pressed his lips on mine. I tasted the blood of my own along with his saliva. He overlapped our tongues on each other, making a mess on our faces. He stretched out my legs wider as I felt myself reaching my climax.

“You coming?” He said with heavy breaths, as he pulled away from the make out. I nodded with my sweat falling down my face slowly. Our moans and groans filled the room, loud enough so my neighbors could probably hear. The sensation felt too good, it was overwhelming.

“Hhnngg! M’ coming!” I said, slurring my words. I felt him thrust harshly once more before he slid it out. Fluids gushed out of the both of us, leaking out. His cum landed upon the mirror as mine was dripping down his dick. We were both a mess, my hair being messed up and Dabi breathing in an unrhythmic pace. I shivered as more of my high came out, huffing out breaths. I lifted my hand down to his cock, rubbing his raging tip.

“You really didn’t waste my time. I’m glad.” He said with a happier tone, letting me down more slowly than last time. He placed me in my messed up bed, sliding the covers laid out of the floor on top of me.

A small peck was laid on my lips, as his hands drifted away from me. I closed my eyes as my thoughts too drifted away.

“Spirit Summoning, you released the worst and mischievous kind.” I heard as I fell asleep.

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ok that’s it i’m tired, day one 🙏🙏

[lainfaustus]

Fictober Day 18

Prompt number: "you don't see it?"

Fandom: Mob Psycho 100, Boku no Hero Academia AU

Rating: Teen+

Warning/Tags: Paranormal situations 

Count word: 841

La Sentencia de Bakugo III

—“¿No lo ves?” —preguntó Hoyuelo a Kageyama-san, un psíquico adulto que había llegado a la academia Yuei a buscar un fantasma por encargo de dos alumnos: Bakugou Katsuki y Eijirou Kirishima.

Hacía poco Bakugo cometió un crimen: había empujado a su compañero Izuku Midoriya por el barandal de la azotea, asesinándolo. Si bien la había pasado mal con el chantaje que vivió por el silencio de tres testigos que lo utilizaron sexualmente, lo que de verdad se convirtió en una tortura fue encontrarse con el espíritu de Midoriya que se aparecía en su habitación, acercándose a él cada noche hasta estar a su lado. La sola presencia asfixiaba a Bakugo, que desesperado intentaba huir, pero todo lo que lograba era caer de la cama. La última vez, al caer, una mano quiso halarlo a abajo de la cama. Bakugo miró y vio la silueta de Izuku y sus ojos verdes brillantes.

Kageyama-san llegó en compañía de sus asistentes, Hoyuelo-san y Reigen, un chico de 14 años que acababa de despertar sus poderes gracias a un error de su maestro, observaba la esquina de la habitación de Bakugo, que en plena tarde, se veía más oscura.

—Sí —dijo Kageyama-san—, allí está, pero no es el chico del que me hablaste.

—¡Claro que lo es! —le gritó Bakugo— Yo lo conozco, lo veo, incluso tiene la herida…

—En la cabeza, del lado derecho; también la veo, pero no es lo que tú crees.

—¿Qué?

—Es un espíritu malvado, que se alimenta de tu dolor… Murmura que le gusta verte llorar, y que le gusta verte suplicar en la sala común…

—¡Basta! —gritó Bakugo— Es mentira, todo eso es mentira.

—Sí —dijo Kageyama-san—, porque lo que dice es aún peor.

Bakugo estaba aterrado, no quería que nadie más se enterase de lo que se había visto obligado a hacer.

—¡Larguese! —le gritó— ¡Es sólo un estafador larguese de mi habitación!

Kirishima los acompañó hasta la entrada. Tenían suerte que, al ser fin de semana, casi no había alumnos. Les agradeció que se tomaran la molestia de haber ido, y volvió con Bakugo.

—¿Nos iremos? —preguntó Reigen, mirando a su maestro.

—Nos quedaremos cerca.

—¿No puedes eliminarlo desde aquí? —se burló Hoyuelo-san.

—Puedo, pero son varios, y no lo dejarán hasta que él los enfrente, seguirán llegando sin importar cuántas veces los destruya porque, sin querer, —levantó la mirada laconica— él los está invocando.

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Cuando cayó la noche, Bakugo estaba sentado sobre la cama bebiendo café. No siempre le funcionaba el café, pero tenía que intentarlo.

Sin embargo, como otras noches, sin importar que no estaba dormido, en la oscura esquina apareció Izuku, y el viento helado abrió la ventana. Bakugo miró a su amigo acercarse, y notó como su cuerpo comenzaba a paralizarse. No podía moverse. No podía gritar.

De repente, el espíritu estalló en luces de colores. Bakugo pudo moverse de nuevo. La puerta se abrió y Kirishima y Kageyama-san entraron, aunque sólo Eijirou se apresuró hacia su amigo.

—¿Estás bien? —le preguntó asustado, y Bakugo se abrazó a él. Sobre su hombro miró a Kageyama-san.

—¿Qué hace aquí? —preguntó Bakugo.

—Kageyama-san entró a mi habitación y dijo que…

—¿Entró a tu habitación? —miró a Kageyama-san— ¿Acaso nos está acosando?

Kageyama-san no respondió, señaló con la mirada hacía la ventana, y los tres vieron a Izuku mirar furioso a Kageyama-san. Pero, aunque físicamente era Izuku, algo en su presencia les advertía que no era su amigo. Era otra cosa, horrible y sin pensamientos propios. Era algo que alguien más controlando.

Kageyama-san miró de reojo a Bakugo:

—Esa cosa se alimenta de tu dolor, de tus recuerdos; si quieres que no vuelva jamás, debes enfrentarlo.

—No puedo.

—Sólo acepta lo que hiciste.

Bakugo lo miró, y luego al espíritu. Ese no era Izuku, no había porqué disculparse con alguien inmundo.

Bakugo se levantó y se acercó a la cosa.

—Me arrepiento de lo que hice, pero contigo.

—Bakugo —la cosa habló con la voz de su amigo—, ¿no me extrañas? Tú me mataste…

—Yo maté a Izuku, no a ti.

La cosa pareció enfurecer, y de repente miles de luces, tan tenebrosas como la principal, se unieron, convirtiéndose en un enorme ser corrupto que rápidamente abarcó toda la habitación, que quedó vacía cuando Kageyama-san sacó a los chicos. La cosa amenazante intentó salir de la habitación, pero antes de que pudiera hacerlo, Kageyama-san la desparecer con un leve movimiento de su mano, ante la mirada sorprendida de los chicos.

Kageyama-san se volvió y miró a Bakugo.

—Tu amigo murió, y ese día desapareció aquí, ya no lo vas a encontrar aquí.

Bakugo lloró, mientras Kirishima lo abrazaba. Kageyama-san salió, encontrándose con sus asistentes en la entrada, y los tres volvieron al hotel donde se hospedarían hasta mañana para volver a su oficina.

***

Por la tarde, vieron en las noticias que Bakugo Katsuki, su cliente iría a prisión. Kageyama-san sonrió. Ningún espíritu acercaría nuevo a su cliente.

Lain Faustus 🍁

[heroes-in-the-dark]

Heroes in the Dark chapter 102 is posted!

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For once I was actually able to end a chapter exactly where I wanted it! It took a lil bit longer, but I'm definitely glad I did because some of these scenes took a fair amount of thought. There's some really important interactions in this one that I'm pretty happy with, as well as some long-awaited moments.

In any case, enjoy the chapter! It's a lot of good content. Next chapter we'll have a quick perspective shift!

[kiyasepicverse]

A piece I wrote in a few minutes about the LOV and MLA being complete spiteful folks. Forgive me if it's trash, I'm not used to writing the villains.

But thinking back, it was definitely fun.

[epickiya722]

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"It's been nearly two weeks now! Two weeks and you all are still acting like complete children!"

From the table, Twice spoken up. "Agreed! Very immature we are! No, I'm not immature. Toga here is the only child."

"Hey!" Toga placed down the boba tea she had been drinking to cross her arms and pout. "I might be a child compared to the rest of you, but I'm not the one picking fights!"

"You literally tried to stab someone two days ago!" Skeptic reminded her, throwing an arm up. "Did you not?"

Toga's bright golds dulled as she glared at the man, her pout becoming more of a snarl. "The bitch had it coming."

From "Put in Some Effort"

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[kannra21]

Not Weak

Geten found herself in a tricky situation and she doesn't want Re-Destro to find out. How can a certain fire-user help her by making things even more complicated?

characters: dabi (todoroki touya) x f!geten

word count: 3.2k

warnings: angst, past memories, scars, abuse mention, foul language, comfort, making out

notes: I'd like to thank @seenalready13 for proofreading this work since I can be v clumsy with grammar haha. I'm v grateful for the help! And also, the picture above belongs to 九わん (@91qwn), here's the link to the artwork. Please support their work!

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Geten, as the keystone of the entire army, had the task of leading her group and ensuring that anyone within their ranks followed her instructions. The loyalty of their people was unquestionable as everyone adhered to Destro's teachings, and she was immensely proud of her Cryokinesis. 

The ice-user was grateful to their grand commander for granting her this amazing opportunity of making up for all the great things that he's done for her. She wore an honorable title, and her reputation has risen a lot since the hooning of her meta ability for years. However, she did experience all sorts of things their organization had to offer from the moment Re-Destro promoted her to his right-hand woman, believing that she'd be strong enough to take on the responsibility and he was right. It wasn't like she was bothered too much, especially since dealing with a couple of thugs on her own was no big deal for her. Still, this didn't mean that after performing their duties the soldiers couldn't relax and show their true colors.

This was the case with one guy in particular, who was casually hitting on her and calling her pet names which were utterly gross and humiliating. She had the utmost need to wipe the fucker out of the face of the Earth, but she also knew damn well that Re-Destro would disapprove of such actions considering that the army must avoid inner conflicts at all costs. Of course, she wanted to take matters into her own hands, to prove to the commander that she was deserving of her title, but the jerk simply wouldn't take her seriously as she wanted to be through with whatever problem she had without necessarily dragging Re-Destro into it. That's why she decided to take the easier route and use someone to her own advantage.

"What's in there for me?" Dabi asked, uninterested as he fixed the staples on his burnt skin.

It's true that they were partnered up to share their leading spot at the Vanguard Action Guerilla Warfare Regiment: Violet, but this didn't mean that they had to play nice with each other. Especially after Geten's offensive speech of power and people's place in this world. 

She clenched her fists in her pockets; of course, she should've known that he'd ask for something in return. "I don't have much to offer,” she said through greeted teeth. 

She looked almost pitiful if it weren't for her leading position; she felt stupid to even ask for help when she could've just ended the whole mess with one swift motion of her ice, and bam, the fool's dead. Well, if things could be that easy.

"I... I'M THE TOP LIEUTENANT AND THEREFORE I DEMAND OBEDIENCE! LIKE I NEED TO CONFIDE IN YOU, BURNT CHICKEN NUGGET SCUM!"

"THE FUCK-" Dabi stood up, fire flaring up in his hand and ready to strike as he saw Geten backing off with ice covering her right arm, bracing herself for the upcoming attack.

And then he saw it, at this very moment, the look of hesitation and unease covering her blue eyes. She... didn't want to fight? Was she defending herself? It reminded Dabi of something else from his past, or rather someone, defending themselves from his flames, wearing the exact same expression on their face while protecting his youngest brother. The dripping water from her ice washed over his memories as he obtained one after another in a frantic blur. Nostalgia soon followed the guilt, and it tore him apart, except he didn't want to show it, but Geten already noticed his anger faltering which was her cue to relax.

"I'm sorry..." he whispered under his breath, barely for her to hear. 

"What?" as the question rolled out of her mouth, she internally lost herself in delirium "BLUEFLAME CRISPY MCBACON JUST APOLOGIZED WTFWTFWTFWTFWTWTF-"

"Geten?"

"YES?" she snapped, too loud for what she initially intended. 

"I'll help you, and there's actually something you can do for me in return."

She crossed her arms and smirked confidently at him from her previous ego boost, much to his frowning expression. 

"Whatcha suggestin'?"

"I'll scare the fucker off, and you'll then... cool down my skin from using my flames. Deal?"

Geten looked at him for a moment to determine if he was joking about the offer but from the looks of it and his deep husky voice that she got used to oh so many times during the past week of working with him, she concluded that he was, indeed, not messing around. Dabi expected her to laugh it off or straight up refuse whatever suggestion he had on mind, but from the manner she weighed her choices in her head and the way she looked at him, with those bright, beautiful eyes and long lashes fixated to his own... Wait, when did they get this close?

The two backed off and cleared their throats in embarrassment. They were freaking staring at each other, and for fucking what?

"I... It's a deal then."

"Good."

… 

"Just... don't hurt yourself too much while dealing with the idiot."

Dabi turned his head so fast his neck hurt. 

"WHY ARE YOU ACTING SO WEIRD?!"

"SHUT UP AND MOVE YOUR FUCKING ASS!"

As they reached the place where their target was supposed to be, the man soon showed up by Geten's side and started pestering her with all kinds of bull he made her deal with on a daily basis. And just as she felt sick enough, Dabi put his hot hand on the guy's shoulder, making his skin sting in the first-degree burns. The guy then backed off and glared at the fire-user with utmost disdain.

"THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?"

"Listen up freak", Dabi took Geten for the waist and gently pulled her towards himself, her body leaning on his own and fitting perfectly under his larger frame, "I saw what you did there. You’d better stop messing with my girlfriend, or else you'll burn to ashes."

Geten internally screamed and pinched him on the side for being a fucking idiot. "HIS GIRLFRIEND!? THIS WASN'T SUPPOSED TO PLAY OUT LIKE THAT!"

"You sound too confident, guess I should give you a nice beating to teach you a lesson."

He soon regretted his decision because Dabi was entirely down to realize his threat, and after a couple of burns, the moron retreated while he still could and left Geten alone.

And while she hated that they needed to make a scene in front of the other soldiers who were whispering to each other and exchanged who knows what kinds of things, she couldn't leave Dabi alone like this so she put his hand over her shoulder and helped him reach a more secluded area. They entered his room because he said that he kept the first aid kit in a drawer. It was also the first time that Geten came by but it didn't look at all exciting either; the room had a very plain interior, darkened space with the shutters down, piles of dirty clothes creased to the side probably waiting to be washed, the bed left unmade since this morning, a bunch of disinfectants sitting on the nightstand and some used medical gaze forgotten to be thrown away. Geten almost felt sorry for him. It's not like she was doing any better but at least she knew how to take care of herself.

She seated him carefully on the bed, and he started digging through drawers until he found what he needed. When he was all set, he began to take his jacket and shirt off but then Geten panicked and lowered his shirt. 

Dabi's confusion mixed with annoyance was now directed towards the ice gremlin's pretty face. "Aren't you going to cool me down?"

"I THOUGHT YOU ONLY MEANT HANDS AND THINGS LIKE THAT! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO TAKE YOUR SHIRT OFF!?" she shouted with blushing cheeks covering her face with her hands.

Dabi soon understood what she meant and closed his eyes, wearing a disheartened smile. 

"It's not like you'll see much. Just a bunch of patched-up skin and bruises. It's not even that hot."

"THAT'S NOT WHAT-,” but then she noticed that his expression never actually faltered, he looked to the front and waited patiently for her next move, sadness surrounding his wounded features. It's not like it was his first time reconciling with the facts, but still, being this burnt and knowing that it wasn't entirely his fault, but his father was also to blame, which made him remember the days when he wasn't in such a fucked up condition as he was now. It made him feel a bit of regret too. But he needed to acknowledge that the path he took was the one with no return, and he needed to accomplish his mission. Endeavor needed to be brought down at all costs; maybe then he'd gain a sense of worth and show him, prove to him, that he was deserving of more incredible things. The ice-user sighed in defeat and gave up on her embarrassment, "just show me what you got.”

Dabi was brought out of his train of thought, and he took off his shirt. It turns out that he was right, some of his scarred skin was sizzling slightly, and his wounds looked terrible because they were situated further on the back where he couldn't reach. She took the disinfectant from the nightstand and tapped it lightly on the freshly made scars. He made a slight grimace, but didn't flinch, didn't wince, like he was afraid of showing his weaknesses by putting on a tough act. It'll all pay off, he assured himself, once he gets rid of his dad. 

When she finished, he allowed Geten to scoot closer to make her do her thing. Her icy hands on his skin felt so good that suddenly he forgot about all of his problems. He turned his face to the side so she wouldn't notice, but the goosebumps on his skin told her otherwise. 

She made a sly smile and cocked her head to look at him from the corner. 

"What's up, tough guy? Can't hide the way I make you feel good?"

He laughed under his breath. He liked when she was this flirty. It made the situation less awkward. But he also felt uncomfortable with how he needed to depend on someone, just like her, when she asked for his help. Were they that similar?

"I need to ask you something,” Dabi asked quietly like he was probing the waters. 

"Yea?"

"Do you still think that I'm weak?" 

The silence filled the room, and he had the need to explain himself. 

"You said that there's no worth living if the user doesn't possess a strong meta ability. Hooning your power was the only thing worth your time as you didn't wish for anything else. You always thought that our Quirks defined us, that they're things we identify with for life. Now that you've taken a closer look at my condition, tell me, what do you think?"

Geten suddenly grew interested in the laminate floor under their feet as she couldn't look anywhere else, her eyes deep in thought.

"That was very mean of me, and I'm sorry, especially since you risked your own health for my reputation."

"... by calling you, my girlfriend?"

"WHY DID YOU DO THAT IT DIDN'T MAKE ANY ACTUAL SENSE!?, her teeth grew sharp, and her eyes furrowed like some rabid cartoon character. 

"It did, actually. Because of my threat, the fool is now afraid of looking at your general direction, knowing that I'd kick his ass whenever he says something stupid again."

Unbothered, he drank his painkillers from the glass of water. 

"... Wait. You'd really repeat all of this... for me?"

Just as he drank, so did he spit, coughing and wiping his chin with his forearm.

"Of course I would, but don't get the wrong idea."

""WRONG IDEA"? YOU LITERALLY CALLED ME YOUR GIRLFRIEND IN FRONT OF EVERYONE!"

"IT WAS JUST TO CONFUSE THE FUCKER!"

"THEN WHY WOULD YOU REPEAT IT?"

"IT'S NOT ABOUT YOU REALLY!"

"THEN WHY'S IT!?"

"I JUST NEED YOU FOR YOUR STUPID ICE FOR FUCK'S SAKE!"

The room fell in complete silence once again, and the tension became so thick one could almost cut it with a knife.

Her expression grew cold, and her eyes bore nothing but pure disgust. "So that's what this was all about."

"WHY ARE YOU ACTING SO SURPRISED NOW? IT WAS OUR DEAL, REMEMBER?"

She sat up from her seat and went straight to the door, readying herself to leave.

"Wait."

Just as she was about to step out, she turned around, his tone of voice catching her off guard only to see him sitting miserably on his bed, head hanging and elbows leaning on his knees, grieving.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that."

Geten stood at the doorway for a minute and then slowly entered again, closing the door behind her. Dabi continued.

"I say things that I don't mean and push the people I care about away."

The white-hair watched his back in silence until she decided to speak up again "... So you actually meant it... the other way?"

"I'm such a sick fuck."

She sensed the crack in his voice and came closer, undoing his hands only to see blood trailing down his face. 

"Whoa, what's going on with your scars?" she tried to wipe it off only to smear it across his cheeks, and Dabi smiled a little.

"Aren't you disgusted by it? Now all of your fingers are red."

She didn't mind his words but created an ice cube to wash it with the water.

"I should call Sceptic. He’s much better at this medical shit than I am."

"No one can help me with it. My tear ducts are all burnt out, and I can't really tear up much."

"Wait, you're crying?"

Dabi refused to say anything as she tried to wipe the rest of the blood off, pressing gentle circles on his now iced skin.

"Blueflame…"

"Hah, actually, you're right. Maybe I really am as weak as you told me back then. I literally am falling apart. How pitiful."

Without a second thought, she slapped him across the face, and he took his stinging cheek in his hand.

"YOU FUCKING IDIOT!"

"Thanks...."

"I'm sorry. Look, you're everything but weak, so don't you dare call yourself that. You endured so much pain, your skin is the proof of the things you've gone through in life, and you freaking survived. No one would be able to do this but you. You're not weak, Blueflame, far from it."

"You think so?"

"Of course I do! If it weren't for your help today, I would have talked to Re-Destro, and he'd think that I was too weak for my leadership role. I never actually thanked you for this, thank you."

"You're not weak either, doll. I'm pretty sure that you've beat my ass the week before."

She just smiled at him, and then they looked at each other the same way they did when they made their offer, except they didn't back off this time. They leaned into the kiss that was slow at first, but then they applied more pressure, and it grew more passionate. It was also their first time, so they couldn't really make fun of each other's clumsiness. Whenever their teeth collided, they laughed a little but continued until it felt right. She melted against him, her lips working in tandem with his and his hand slid up her outer thigh as he leaned forward to deepen it. She grasped his lower lip with her teeth before pulling away for some air, and he groaned.

"God, this felt good..." his chest heaved, his words a gravelly whisper.

She stood up and widened her stance, legs bracketing his own as she reached out to grab the back of his neck. She leaned over, forehead resting against his.

"You're not so bad yourself, gorgeous-eyes."

"I differ, yours are much more gorgeous."

"Really? Kinda sappy coming from your side." she grinned, but this didn't discourage him in the slightest.

"I could get lost in them, I mean it."

He caught her face in his palms, drawing her in deeper as his tongue slipped between their lips and slid against hers. His Quirk activated, his kiss is fierce and sweet all at once, and her head spins as his hands slid up her thighs, warming her up. Her mouth became much cooler now, and it sent shivers down his spine. She planted her icy hands on his shoulders and pushed them both backward, landing on the comfort of his bedsheets.

He drew circles over her back and waist, taking in her beautiful features as her head hovered over his own, hair tickling the skin on his face. She gave him a little peck that made him smile, and she cupped his face, thumbs stroking the side of his cheeks.

"So we're official now?" she didn't know why she asked. It was kind of obvious now, but she wanted to hear it coming from his lips.

His expression became serious again as he looked to the side concerningly. He really didn't want to spoil whatever they had going on with his fucked up story about his family, hero society, his mission that could possibly cost him his life for the sake of achieving greater good. Now the last thing he needed was to fall in love with someone and die when he finally found his reason. Life was such a bitch sometimes.

"I'm currently dealing with a very unfortunate situation. I'm afraid that you'd get affected, and I don't want to endanger you by it."

She tilted her head questionably, "And I thought that we'd overcome everything as long as we're fighting together."

He looked at her worryingly, but his words bore a tad bit of curiosity in them, "You want to fight by my side?"

"Of course, you have my full support." she grinned widely, and he smiled, shaking his head in disbelief. It was amazing how much optimism, or rather confidence, could be stored in one single ice gremlin. But he loved her more than everything.

"Very well then." he turned them over and planted a kiss on her forehead before getting on his feet and pulling her up towards himself. "Boss told me about some business we need to take care of in the neighborhood. Cocktail hours?"

"FUCK WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY EARLIER!?"

"Relax, we'll arrive on time." he took his shirt and jacket and put them on.

As they walked towards their location, Dabi took her hand in his while some of the soldiers watched them in confusion, remembering when the two fought against each other.

He couldn't care less. She was the first person who ever supported him, so if his days were outnumbered, then he'd as well spend them with the only person worth his time.