#but imagine... pro hero version of the button...

[sipsteainanxiety]

been watching cody ko react to eps of the button and now i'm thinking of a one shot with bkg LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[mellowyandere]

One Hell of a Logical Ruse Part 2

Reader: F

Characters: Toshinori Yagi (All Might)

Summary: Toshinori's anxiety over your absence quickly gave way to anger as he tired of your attitude. His own version of a punishment was in order.

Length: 6.7k

Warnings: non-con spanking, yandere themes, bathing, non-con, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, size kink.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Based off the pre-established fic You’re Ours to Protect. 

Toshinori and Hizashi were pacing the kitchen, phones in hand as they tried to get Shouta to respond. You had been missing for upwards of six hours now and the pros were on the verge of losing it. Their sleepy counterpart had stated he wouldn't need the two blonds help, but try as they might they couldn't help the anxiety clawing away at their minds.

"Fuck Toshi what if she got hurt? I know she's capable 'n all but the woods! There's god knows what out there!" The smaller blond was vibrating he was so wound up, the mental image of bugs crawling all over you and coyotes tearing you to pieces sending him into a panic.

All Might's anxieties were a bit more practical, imagining you finding your way to the road and trying to hitch hike away from them. What if a villain found you and hurt you? Nowhere was safer than home with them.

"Shouta is fully capable of finding her, any minute now and he'll give me a call..." The words were meant to bring Hizashi comfort, but he was struggling to convince himself as well. His phone was clutched in his large hand, its silence on the verge of killing him.

When it finally rang he almost threw it across the room as he fumbled it. Slamming the answer button he brought the phone to his ear.

"Where is she, is she hurt, is she alright?"

"Calm down she's fine. Dirty and upset, but otherwise relatively unharmed."

Hizashi bounded over, ears perked so he could listen in on the conversation. His perfectly aligned teeth worried his bottom lip at his husbands word choice of relatively. So he was a bit rough on recovery.

"I'll send you our coordinates, she managed to get pretty far into the endless forest. Good thing that contact of yours set up this quirk or else she would have reached the main road hours ago."

Toshinori heard your disgruntled yelling in the background at Shouta's newest revelation before the line went dead. His phone pinged and he made a mental note of where the two of you were. Taking a deep breath he puffed up his chest, taking on his more muscular appearance before running out the front door.

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An endless forest. Go figures. From what you could tell the further you wandered into the woods the deeper they actually became. You weren't exactly sure how they got in and out the house around the quirk, but the path you took was clearly not it.

You were currently sitting on the ground, back to Shouta as you simmered. Now that he was no longer plastered on top of you your anger was rekindled. You could feel his eyes burning holes into you, but you were far too pissed off to acknowledge him. It was a good thing he seemed to know when to leave you be, not bothering with conversation after fucking you into the forest floor.

The only thing he'd done since violating you was get his capture weapon, dragging you along so he didn't lose sight of you again.

Your head was still pounding from when you had hit the ground earlier. Combining that with how filthy you were and Shouta's cooling cum on your inner thighs, and you feel like absolute shit.

The sound of a loud thud behind you caused you to flinch. You didn't have it in you to turn around and face the number one hero right now, not sure if you would be able to handle whatever expression was on his face.

"Oh goodness, Shouta she's a mess what did you do?"

The dark haired man simply huffed in response, eyes rolling at the number ones concern.

"Just get us home, she needs a bath."

You hated when they talked about you like you weren't there, as if you were just some pet or child instead of your own autonomous person.

All Mights heavy footsteps approached you, stopping just shy of touching you. When you made no move to acknowledge his presence he sighed deeply, tutting at your behavior, before scooping you up bridal style. You closed your eyes to avoid looking at him, turning away from his broad chest.

"Shouta you can just grip around my neck from behind, it will only take a couple minutes to get back."

Tears pricked the corners of your eyes at his words. He had covered what took you six hours in mere minutes.

As soon as Eraserhead had confirmed himself secure All Might took off. Wind rushed passed you as he soared high above the canopy. You peeked your eyes open, trying desperately to see where the forest ended, but much to your dismay the nearest city looked to be hundreds of miles away, and any possible roads were obscured by trees.

"Take a good look Y/N," Toshinori murmured to you, voice rumbling against your ear. He didn't need to say more, you understood him loud and clear. Escape won't be possible, even if you get out you can't outrun me, and even if you hide it's only a matter of time before we find you. Your tears of frustration fell more freely now. Way to rub salt in the wound.

When you landed a minute or so later Shouta wasted no time in dropping off the giant while Toshinori quickly brought you inside. Hizashi greeted you at the front door, a strange mixture of relief, anger and disappointment swirling in his emerald eyes.

"Oh no baby look at yah. I got the water runnin' in the master bath in your room Toshi come on lets get her clean." Toshinori followed Hizashi upstairs, refusing to put you down. You all trailed through his bedroom, simplistic design leaving the space void of personality, until you ended up in his bathroom. The room was large, to accommodate the size of its owner, with white marble tiles on the floor, accompanied by white walls and white appliances, giving the room a sterile feeling.

"Hizashi, Shouta, I'll take care of her for now." You had expected a bit of protest from Hizashi but he merely walked out with a sad nod.

"Take it easy on her okay, it's partially my fault she got out..." Shouta mumbled, following his husband out of the bathroom. The door closed with a soft click and for the first time since coming into this house you found yourself alone with All Might. He was normally so busy you barely ever saw him, but now here he was, gently lowering you to the floor.

He stepped away from you, running his hand under the large free standing tubs faucet to test the water temperature. Hizashi had left everything he'd need to clean you up, towel and spare clothes included.

"Go ahead and strip." His voice was colder than normal, an edge to it that filled you with unease. Turning to finally look at him you sucked in your breath. His eyes were fixated on you, searing you with a look that was equal parts disappointment and wounded. He was still in his muscular form, kneeling impatiently beside the bath.

Heat rushed to your face as you slowly began to peel off your filthy clothes, until you were standing in front of him in your bra and underwear. He quirked an eyebrow at you as his frowned deepened.

"All of it." Anger and fear mixed dangerously in your mind as you glared at him.

"I can clean myself."

"I don't recall asking if you could. Strip, now."

When you made no move to comply he threw his head back in exasperation, heaving a large sigh before standing to his full height.

"I have had enough of your behavior young lady. I understand your frustration with us, but we're doing this for your own good. Would you really rather waste away in prison?"

"I'd rather you assholes just kill me already or something, this whole playing pet thing is really starting to piss me off!" His face dropped, teeth grinding against one another as his mind processed what you said. You had no idea how villains got the nerve to fight him, right now it was taking everything inside you to not back down and apologize.

"Kill you? Are you serious right now!" He stomped up to you, frame looming over you threateningly as his eyes blazed with fury.

Swallowing hard you steeled your nerves, you had nothing left to lose so might as well give him a piece of your mind.

"I was perfectly fine before you fuckers brought me here! I don't need you! The fact that you had to prevent me from using my quirk is proof enough that I don't need you! Sure I might not have had much, but it was mine! My life to own and do whatever the hell I wanted with, not yours to take!"

"The moment you decided killing people was the only way to solve your problems was the moment you lost the rights to your life. As heroes in this world, and enforcers of justice, you are sentenced to our care. Now stop arguing with me and strip."

Puffing out your chest you narrowed your tear stained eyes and fixed him with the nastiest look you could muster. "Fuck. You."

In that moment you saw something inside him snap. Mouth pulled tight in a terrifying scowl, he had you maneuvered faster than you could comprehend. One moment you had been standing in front of him, the next you were strewn over his lap, facing the floor.

You yelled out in anger, clawing at his calves through his cargo pants. You knew what would be coming next, but your brain didn't want to slow down to think about how humiliating it was about to be.

"If you want to act like a child then you'll be punished like one. Count. One for every hour you were gone. Be grateful it's not more."

"Let go of me you fucking assho- aH!"

His large hand made contact with your clothed ass, the slap muffled by the sound of running water.

"Count."

You bit down on your bottom lip hard, tears leaving trails as they washed the dirt down your face. You waited with bated breath, the stinging on your ass for now was bearable enough.

"Y/N, you will count on this next one or I will double your punishment. I'm done playing games with you."

You tensed on the expanse of his massive thighs. You didn't want to count, didn't want to give in, but deep down you knew you'd never win.

His hand came down again with another resounding smack right on top of the first hit. You let out a sob from the impact, choking out a soft "one" as your self preservation instincts kicked your ego to the curb.

"Good, only five more to go."

Your head hung in shame as you waited for your punishment to end, jolting and squeaking out numbers every time he made contact with your burning flesh. To his credit he applied the same level of force with each hit, but every time he made contact the intensity of your burn increased until finally you cried out a broken "six".

You felt so pathetic, strewn across All Mights lap. You used to be so independent, never did you imagine this would be your fate. What happened to your self confidence? The fire inside of you that pushed you to rid the world of villains felt smoldered. Doused by the degrading nature of your stay with the three pro heroes.

It made you want to curl up in a ball and cry until your head pounded from exhaustion. Today was simply getting to be too much for you to mentally handle. From your failed escape attempt, your pathetic attempt at self defense against Shouta, learning running was a pointless waste of your time, to now getting a spanking like a fucking child from All Might himself. The list of losses just kept adding up, and none of them were in your favor.

You were openly sobbing, and the fact that you were crying was pissing you off even more, making for a horrible cycle where you simply cried harder. Toshinori gently moved you around in his hold until he had you clutched to his chest, gently shushing you as you clung to him. Despite how wrong it was you found comfort in Toshinori as he rubbed soft circles into your back, grasping small handfuls of his t-shirt as you stained the white fabric with tears and dirt.

"Everything is going to be okay, I know you've had a bad day and being locked up isn't easy for you. Just give it some time Y/N and you'll see that things here aren't so bad with us. We're here for you, and we're never going to tire of you, even with that stubborn attitude of yours."

Toshinori waited patiently for your sobbing to turn into soft hiccups before peeling you off of him. He removed what little clothes you had left and then lowered you into the tub. The drain was unplugged since you were still filthy, and sitting you in a full tub of water would murky up the clean bath.

Grabbing a large cup Toshinori filled it and poured water over your naked body. You watched with unfocused and puffy eyes as the proof of your failed escape attempt swirled down the drain. Only when the water finally ran clear did Toshinori put the plug in. The lulling warmth progressively crept higher up your body, your head bobbing as you grew sleepy. Toshinori turned the water off once the water had reached your chest, leaving it a good bit from the lip of the tub.

You heard the rustling of clothes but paid the source no mind. You didn't so much as react when the now naked hero stepped into the bath, shimmying down until you were surrounded by him. The water level rose drastically with the addition of the 560 pound man. His thick thighs were splayed on either side of you, solid abdominal muscles pressed into your back.

You heard the pop of a bottle before two large hands gently began to lather your skin in body wash.

"I'm not sure how you like your hair cleaned princess. Whenever women find out I use two in one shampoo they give me a look like I kicked a puppy so I'll just leave that to you for another time." He chuckled softly as he spoke, massaging the tightness out of your shoulders before moving down to your arms.

He spoke so casually, as if all his anger from earlier evaporated with the ending of your punishment. You found yourself grateful that he moved on so quickly instead of lingering on your emotional degradation.

You felt his cock stir a bit as he came back to your chest, cupping them and working the soap onto your skin with more attention than he'd shown your shoulders. You stiffened a bit, but since he made no further move to grind himself against you, you remained in his hold.

"I'm sorry for being rough with you, I'd much rather do something relaxing like this than bring you pain." He pulled you until your head was laying on the expanse of his chest, the deep pounding of his heart mingling with the ringing in your ears. It was almost relaxing, minus the growing erection pressed against your lower back.

Reluctantly his hands left your breast, moving further down your body. He rubbed the soft expanse of your stomach, humming happily at your lack of resistance to him. Only when his hands drifted further did you begin to stir a bit.

"Now young lady I need to make sure all of you is cleaned up okay? You're behaving yourself so well I'd really hate to ruin the moment."

"No, no. Please. Just this one thing.."

His hands paused. He hated how broken you sounded right now. Pulling back he raised his arms outside the tub and rested them along the edges. You relaxed a bit as he retreated.

"Alright Y/N, do you need any soap?"

Sighing softly in relief, you were glad that he was willing to give you this. It almost made you feel human again.

"Nah, it's not healthy to use soap down there."

Toshinori merely hummed in acknowledgement, sliding further into the bath and pushing you along with him as he got comfortable.

You cleaned your core gently, it was still a bit sore from what Shouta had done earlier to you. Only once you deemed yourself spotless did you get soap to lather on the parts of you Toshinori had not gotten to. Speaking of, his breathing had gotten a lot deeper. You peaked back at him noticing his head uncomfortably resting against the tub as he drifted into unconsciousness.

Peering down his naked body you couldn't help but gasp softly as you took note of the large injury covering part of his abdomen. You turned towards him, sending ripples through the water as you cautiously brought your hand to the deep scar. You knew that All Might had been injured enough to force him into a smaller form, but seeing the injury first hand was something else entirely. Who on earth had been able to hurt this titan of a man?

You hadn't realized Toshinori had woken up until his large hand gently covered your own. Meeting his soft gaze you were taken aback by his sad smile.

"The man who did this to me, some say it would be best if I just killed him already. But that's not what heroes do, that's not what Nana would do."

Taking hold of your body Toshinori moved you until he had you straddling the smallest part of his waist. Since you were both completely naked you kept your eyes trained on his injury, heat rushing to your cheeks at the intimacy of the position. His hands rose from the water, gently cupping your face and drawing your gaze to his own.

"When I look at you sometimes I can see her. Your strong will, your intelligence, how beautiful you are... but you're not the same person. Not in a bad way, no you are unique. Your own individual, and someone who I've come to love, even if you don't feel the same way."

His blue orbs were hypnotizing, almost as if he believed if he tried hard enough your own glassy orbs would mirror his loving gaze, or perhaps he'd see it hidden in the depths of your irises.

This moment was far too intimate and personal for your comfort, it was so different than anything any of the men had done before. In a way you almost preferred when they failed to acknowledge you as an equal, it made it easier to hate them. But right now, sitting in the warm bath atop Toshinori, you could feel your resolve slipping.

You didn't want to bring attention to his confession so you decided to try and divert the subject.

"Who's Nana?" You had never heard of her before, not even in tabloids referring to All Might. Toshinori's hands froze on your face, eyes scrunching up as he contemplated on how he wanted to answer.

"Nana... Nana was my mentor. Though calling her that doesn't feel right, she was more like a mother to me. She's the reason I am who I am. Without her I'd be nothing."

Past tense, he was using a lot of past tense. It didn't take a genius to interpret why. His forlorn expression filled in the gaps, so you didn't bother to ask what had become of her. He saw you in the same light he saw this woman?

"Y/N, will you sleep with me tonight?"

Taking note of your hesitation he continued speaking before you could voice any protests.

"Coming home and realizing you were gone.. I was so worried, so afraid I'd never see you again. That you'd be taken away from me, and I don't know if I can handle losing you. I've lost so many people that I cared deeply about, I refuse to lose you too."

How in the ever loving fuck were you supposed to refuse him now. Even though you were still mad at him from his earlier form of punishment you couldn't find it in you to hurt him right now.

"Yeah that's fine, but just tonight. You probably put off a ridiculous amount of heat or snore or something..."

Toshinori flashed you his signature smile before bellowing out a laugh. The water rippled and your body jostled along with his hearty chuckle.

"Me? Snore? No, it'll be the coughing that might get to you haha-ack"

Pain flashed across his face before you felt his body rapidly shrink beneath you with a large puff of smoke. He scrambled upright, causing you to fall against him as he hacked out a lung. You awkwardly placed your hand on his back and rubbed small circles as one of his arms gripped you tightly for balance.

"So-sorry I think I was in my muscular form for too long."

He looked a bit sheepish, using the back of his forearm to wipe off some blood that had dribbled down his chin. You merely sat there, doing your best to look anywhere but him as he collected himself.

"The water's getting cold, come on let's get out princess."

You stood up first, awkwardly stepping over his legs and out of the tub. You were a bit embarrassed that he kept his eyes trained on you the whole time while his hands hovered to ensure your safety. A pile of large fluffy towels were set to the side of the tub on a stool. Grabbing the one on top you began the process of drying off.

You heard the sloshing of water as Toshinori stood up, followed by the sound of the plug being pulled and water draining. Looking over it amazed you that even in his smaller form he was was still intimidating. Wiry muscles clung tight to his frame, the angles of his face casting shadows across his eyes. Stepping out he grabbed a towel and proceeded to dry himself off as well.

"Hizashi left you some clothes it would seem... though they look a bit uncomfortable. You can borrow a spare shirt of mine, I also have a spare toothbrush on the top right hand draw of the counter if you want to hide out in my room tonight."

You very much wanted to avoid Hizashi, not sure if you could handle whatever he'd have in store for you right now. Out of three men here, he made you the most nervous. Even now, as you held the scandalous lingerie up to the light you knew he was still going to want his share of punishment.

"I'll take your shirt offer, as well as the hiding out offer. I don't think I can handle him tonight."

Toshinori hummed in acknowledgement before heading to his bedroom and shuffling about before reappearing with one of his large white t-shirts. He had on boxers now, which he must have bought specifically for his smaller form because they hugged all of him rather snugly. Tossing the shirt your way he meandered about the bathroom, preparing for sleep.

You both finished around the same time, leaving you to awkwardly shuffle towards his gigantic bed. He followed behind you, large hand on the small of your back to encourage you onwards.

You wanted him to sleep on the other side of the bed but weren't sure exactly how to voice your desire, especially when he followed so closely behind you. Pulling back the sheets you slid under the cool covers, and yet again Toshinori somehow found a way to leave you with no space.

After turning off the bedside lamp his long limbs quickly ensnared you, pulling you close and tucking you into his embrace. He was warm, but not unpleasantly hot.

Just for tonight. You'd give him this just for tonight. You were also beyond exhausted, your limbs heavy as you sunk into his ridiculously comfortable mattress. Your mind, which had been drifting off ever since the bath, finally dipped into unconsciousness. Your soft breathing filled the air as Toshinori watched you finally succumb to slumber. Smiling softly he lovingly stroked your cheek, planting a kiss to your forehead before giving in himself.

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Waking with a jolt you were thrown off by limbs harshly clutching your body. It took you a moment to remember that you weren't in your own bedroom, meaning Toshinori was currently holding you like his life depended on it.

The room was pitch black so you had no idea what time it was, but figured it was still way to early to be awake. His grip on your body was borderline painful causing you to groan out in sleepy annoyance.

"Toshinori, damnit, wake up. You're squeezing me too tight," you grumbled, wiggling a bit to try and jostle him awake. He was murmuring in his sleep, deep voice grumbling against you with the way he had you pressed against his chest.

"D-don't go... no no. I am here... please."

His body was trembling, caught in a nightmare that you couldn't see.

You raised your voice a bit, trying harder to wake him up but he still wouldn't release his grip on you. Only when you accidentally elbowed him did he finally react to you.

With a harsh gasp he threw himself on top of you, pushing you into the mattress. His blue eyes were a wild blaze, messy blond hair framing his angular face. His long bangs were plastered to his forehead from sweat, lungs heaving to swallow air.

"Y/N?"

He looked so lost, eyes clouded with tears as his brain finally registered he was no longer trapped in his own personal hell. Groaning out in discomfort he lowered his body on top of you, burying his face in the crook of your neck. He wrapped his arms around you, trying to ground himself.

"Ah, I'm- I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up... fuck." Moving down he rested his head against your chest, as if he needed to hear your heart beating beneath him in order to assure himself you were really here.

All you could find it in yourself to do was sigh in exhaustion, body going limp as you relaxed beneath him. It was a good thing he was in his smaller form, since he wasn't attempting to keep any of his weight off of you. You closed your eyes, not quite ready to ask him what his nightmare had been about.

He sniffled softly into your chest, arms unwinding from your waist to gently rub against your exposed flesh. His shirt had drifted up your body, leaving your stomach and lower half exposed.

"May I, may I touch you please?"

"You already are..."

"Oh, uh- yeah it would seem I am. Could I touch you, um down here?" His hand trailed down, knuckles softly brushing against your bare thighs.

You cracked your eyes open to look down at him, his own glowing orbs pleading up to you.

"Toshinori can we just go back to sleep? Please?"

Biting his bottom lip his hand continued to drift closer to your naked core, eyes averting from your own as he thought about what he was going to do next.

"I know I'm not around as much as Hizashi and Shouta but gosh I just- I need to feel you right now. The way they talk about you, how perfect you feel, I need you."

"I-I'd rather we just sleep, Hizashi is still mad at me an-"

Toshinori slid up your body, silencing your protests with a kiss. His hand slid up all the way, using his own thigh as leverage to keep you from closing yours.

His tongue delved into your mouth, fingers finally meeting your outer folds. You struggled beneath him, breaking the kiss.

"Toshinori please, I just want to sleep." In reality you were scared. You had seen his length before, and you'd be a liar if you said it didn't intimidate you. That coupled with the fact that tonight had been going semi-well with the pro, him finally having his share of you would cement your fate in this house even further. His fingers had paused, body still as he took you in below him.

"You don't have to do a thing then princess, I'll take care of everything. Just lay back and relax I promise I'll make you feel good."

"To-Toshinori please, I just want to sleep," you looked deep into his eyes as you pleaded with him, hoping somehow you could find the part of him that knew this was wrong. He gave you a sad smile, his eyes still a bit glassy from his nightmare.

"Just think of this as the last of your punishment then. I still don't think you realize just how terrified I was when I came home to an empty house."

You shook your head, sniffling a bit as tears formed. You tried to push him off but he merely took one large hand and easily secured both of your wrists above your head. His other hand resumed ever so gently teasing you, working on getting you aroused.

"Just lay back and relax alright, then we can go back to sleep. I just-I just need to feel you right now. Need to make sure you're really here."

You worked your bottom lip with you teeth, eyes closed so you no longer had to look at him. His thumb trailed up to press light circles against your clit while his middle finger began to delve a bit deeper, teasing your sore hole. Your body had gone slack, tired of the fact that this was just another situation in which your powerlessness was painfully on display. You didn't have it in you mentally to put up a fight.

Toshinori moved his slim hips until his clothed cock was pressed against your right thigh, rutting against you while he worked you open. He gave a gentle peck to your forehead before trailing kisses down your face to your mouth. He captured your lips with his own, freeing your bottom lip from your teeth and moaning into your unwilling mouth.

You didn't work with him, not giving him the satisfaction of your consent, but he wasn't deterred. He simply moved down, back arching as he made his way to your chest. His erection left your thigh as he finally settled on his stomach between your legs, allowing him to comfortably take your right nipple into his hot mouth.

He nipped at the sensitive bud, long finger pushing into you at the same time while he continued to work your clit. His movements were slow as he savored every moment, sleepy mind basking in the warmth of your body.

You tried to drift back to sleep, thinking that perhaps in the emptiness of unconsciousness you could avoid your punishment, but Toshinori was surprisingly very skilled when it came to manipulating your body. You shuddered beneath him when he gave a particularly hard suck to your breast, his lean digit rubbing against the spongy spot on your inner walls that had you clamping down on him in return.

His pace was torture, just on the cusp of bringing you satisfaction, but he seemed plenty content with dragging this out. You wiggled below him in annoyance, attempting to grind down against his hand in anger and desperation. If he was going to force himself on you then the least he could do was not torment you about it.

With a soft sigh Toshinori released your nipple from his mouth, a small trail of spit connected to his lips. Opening your eyes you glared down at him, while his eyelids were hooded in an amorous gaze.

"Tell me what you need me to do for you princess."

"Let me sleep."

Toshinori gave a sleepy chuckle before peppering your chest with lazy kisses.

"You're more than welcome to try."

Resting his head against your chest he continued to pump his finger excruciatingly slow, easily pushing all the way in to his knuckle, thanks to how wet you had become, before dragging out with a languid come hither motion against your sensitive walls.

You could feel your heart accelerate as he lazily stroked pleasure into your slack body. The way in which you velvety walls clamped down on him far too telling of his skill. It would be so much easier to hate him if he wasn't so damn good at this. In some sick and twisted way though, his loving movements quelled the rage inside you.

Did you want this? Tears slipped down your face as you realized that some fucked up part of you just might. Toshinori hummed softly into your flesh while he lazily worked you closer to your climax, the endorphins flooding your brain working to wash away your inner turmoil. His thumb rubbed gentle circles on your clit while he nipped and sucked on whatever flesh he could reach.

Once he realized you were close to finishing he simply added another finger, stretching and wiggling the two digits to help open you up. You moaned softly at the intrusion, hips bucking as you gave in to him. It didn't take him much longer to finally push you over the edge, but he didn't stop like you had hoped. Adding a third digit you inhaled sharply at the burning sensation, stretched walls still spasming from your orgasm.

"I'll make sure you're ready, don't worry about a thing. Just a little bit more, you're tight but I'll fit."

"It- you won't fit, please you know you won't."

As if to prove you wrong he pushed a bit harder then you were prepared for, burying three of his fingers knuckle deep and forcing a pained whine from your throat. He began to move, getting on his knees and arching his body over your own while continuing to stroke your now sensitive and stinging cunt.

"As I said earlier, just think of this as the ending to your punishment."

"But Hizashi hasn't-" Toshinori cut you off with a pointed look.

"That's not my fault now is it?" You cringed away from him, his cold tone from earlier in the night caused your chest to tighten in fear.

He sighed lowly at your frightened expression, before giving you a small smile and another gentle peck to your forehead.

"Just lay back and relax alright?" He gave your captured wrists a light squeeze as he spoke, large frame hovering over you as he continued to scissor his fingers inside you. The burning sensation from being stretched out began to subside as the familiar warmth of pleasure took hold of you once more.

"There we go, just like that. The more you relax the easier this will be I promise."

Finally pulling his devilish hand away from your soaked pussy he made quick work of shimmying out of his underwear, long cock springing free. The tip was red with a good bit of pre-cum dripping down his intimidating length, some getting lost in his neatly trimmed curly blond pubic hair.

You had flashbacks to the first time you saw it, a bit relieved that in his smaller form he lost a bit of girth. But holy shit if this 7 foot 2 inch giant of a man wasn't packing heat.

Heat flushed Toshinori's face as he watched you take him in. He knew his size could be a bit alarming, which is why he was well versed in the art of foreplay.

Bringing himself down on top of you he lined his tip up with your entrance, free hand helping to guide himself in. You could feel him, gently rubbing himself on your outer lips to gather your slick. His raspy breaths ghosted across the hot expanse of your face, while he closed his eyes, letting out a low groan as he began to push in.

"Sh-shit yes, just like that, ah fuck it'll be a tight fit."

You whined as he began to work on sinking into you, his hand leaving his cock in favor of gently wrapping around your throat.

Despite his best efforts his fingers hadn't been enough preparation when compared to his cock. Gasping in pain you thrashed beneath him. He shushed you gently, fingers stroking your throat delicately as he speared you open. Little by little he rocked his hips into you, holding you down while you cried out in pain.

"So good, you're doing so good. The worst is over okay princess hold out for me."

You hardly knew what he meant by worst part when it felt like he was never going to bottom out. He brought his face down beside yours, huffing and groaning into your ear until finally he was flush with you, cock buried to the hilt. You were breathing hard, small whines and whimpers slipping past your lips at how he stretched you.

"Oh shit. You- you're fucking perfect."

"Too much, it's too much plea-" much to your frustration his mouth met your own again in order to cut off your protests. He pressed your head into the pillow to try and prevent you from pulling away from him again, hungrily following your escape attempts. The hand he had around your throat receded, only to snake its way between the two of you so he could continue teasing your sensitive clit.

His hips began to move again, assuming he had given you plenty of time to adjust based off the way your pussy clenched around him as if begging for more.

He starting off with the same tempo he had been doing for the majority of the night, so slow it was as if he was teasing you. But as the burning sensation in your poor cunt eased you realized he was doing it for your benefit. He wanted you to enjoy this, needed you to find pleasure and comfort in him. After all this was your first time with him, he wanted to make sure you weren't afraid when he came back for more.

As your whimpers subsided, replaced with hushed moans, only then did Toshinori begin to pick up the pace. Finally he released your mouth from his kiss, both of you gasping for air. He showered you with praise as he fucked into you, deep gravely voice never letting you forget just how much he cared for you.

For your part all you could do was submit to him, letting his deft finger and cock bring you back to the brink of orgasm. Your warm walls fluttered around him as he took you closer and closer, the resounding slap of flesh on flesh filling the room as he lost himself in his own pleasure. He was grounded only long enough to see you through, but as soon as you began to convulse around him, hips bucking and pretty mouth moaning obscenely, his mind blanked out.

He abandoned your clit, hand coming up to join the other and thread his fingers through your own. He hammered into you, painfully drawing out your orgasm as he chased his own climax. The juxtapose of him lovingly holding your hands to his feral thrusts was giving you mental whiplash.

"Yes, yes fuck. So good for me, don't ever leave me again. Shit - fuck I can't lose anyone else."

His thrusts were erratic, your whole body forced to move against his. You had assumed he would cum in you, just as Hizashi and Shouta had already done, but right before he finished he pulled out quickly. Pressing the head of his cock into your skin, hot thick surges of cum covered your stomach. The excess quickly began to drip down the side of your body, mingling with your sweat on the sheets below.

Coming down from his high, his hands were still intertwined with your own, skinny body heaving from exertion. For your part your heart rate had mostly settled after your second orgasm, leaving you effectively spent under him.

You had managed to keep your eyes closed while he had fucked you, only now opening them to find him observing you fondly. Releasing his hold on you he leaned over to his bedside table and grabbed a spare handkerchief, using it to wipe off his cooling cum.

Only when he deemed you properly spotless did he toss the cloth to the floor and flop down in the bed beside you. Drawing your weary body against him he folded around you, capturing you once more in his unrelenting grip.

"I know you haven't been here very long, but I can't help but love you so much it hurts. I'll be good to you if you're good to me okay?"

A meager "m-kay" was all you had it in you to respond with, but it was all the man wanted to hear. With a satisfied hum Toshinori pecked your forehead with one last kiss before you both succumbed to sleep.

[softer-ua]

I have no idea what Bakugou would have done if Izuku died in the sludge Villain accident. They had a lot of strong unresolved emotions, I just can't fully visualize it, the only thing I have clear is him trying to latch onto anger, but that would burn out fast because the Villian was trapped and the heroes did their thing (Winning, which at that point he believed everything was) so I don't know what would he do. Sooo...could you please give us your insight? Please :D

I’d love to give my insight! Thank you for asking!!!🥰

It would depend on which sludge incident, the one where Deku ran to save Katsuki or the one where Deku was on his own? 🤔 I’ve got ideas on both lol

Buckle up this is gonna be a long one, and it’s not a fun ride

For the first I think Katsuki would latch onto anger and be a self hating righteous little monster for the rest of eternity. Because obviously he’s never getting therapy.

If he can blame himself for AM’s retirement and his parents can blame him for getting kidnapped than I have zero doubt the Entire Bakugo family would blame Katsuki for Dekus death. That family loves to victim blame, and Mitsuki would have a field day with chart topping world’s lowest blows like

If Katsuki hadn’t been hanging out in an alley and had gone straight home the villain wouldn’t have got him

If Katsuki hadn’t just been randomly blasting the heros wouldn’t have had to divert their attention to the fire

If Katsuki hadn’t been so weak(what’s the point of that flashy quirk if you can’t even save yourself)

Going with him to make him apologize to Inko (trying to imagine this feels like my brains touching a hot stove, it would be a thousand times more horrible and scarring than being forced to apologize to his Idol and teach for being kidnapped)

If hs Katsuki didn’t have the tools to block out his mother and broke down over a 50 year old man retiring, then poor ms Katsuki doesn’t stand a chance against being forced to bare the blame in someone’s actual death, especially not Dekus. Plus whatever destructive aftermath Katsuki created.

Did you have to blow up the entire alley way??

Katsuki would also never stop blaming those heros, even if the villain was captured they lost what really mattered, Dekus life.

They should have stopped the villain before Deku ever showed up

They should have never let Deku cross the line

They should have saved him

I think his fear of being weak would have been magnified by 10000. And it wouldn’t be a stretch for me to believe that witnessing that kind of hero failure so personally would be his villain origin. But even if it wasn’t, I think 10 months of stewing in grief, rage and self hate at such a young age would leave some very permanent scars

He’d habitually train to the point of self harm(reminder to check in on your fitness bros)

He’d never ever let someone close to him again (he didn’t want Deku close to him in the first place and look at how bad it hurt anyway)

He wouldn’t give a shit about any heros opinion anymore, if it’s not about how he can get stronger than any would be mentor can fuck off

His ego would have taken a massive hit, he’s no longer trying to prove he’s the best

Instead he’s insuring it because he’s never losing anyone again

Even with that in mind I think the sports festival actually would have gone a lot calmer because he no longer gives a shit about showing off, he’s just fighting to test himself and Dekus the one who pushed Todoroki to the point anyone even knew he had a fire side(I always wonder how much longer Aizawa was gonna let that go on for) so he’d except his medal quietly so it’s possible the lov would never have tried to recruit him

I think he’d be a lot more proactive in helping his classmates get stronger

Just not in a cute tsundere way anymore, but in a “if you can’t keep up with me I will keep attempting to murder you until you drop out” way, because B List heros are not allowed to be a thing anymore

Eventually he would grow up to be the top hero and he revels in that victory by hating himself, his job, his coworkers, his family, and everyone and everything else. The best part of his days are the adrenaline highs and that’s not even a happy high, in a bad headspace it just makes you ansty and aggressive, still better than being a hallow husk of resentments

I wouldn’t be surprised if he eventually did kill a fellow pro for not meeting his standards. Depending on what the hero did to earn his ire would shape wether he went on to be the new hero killer or simply stopped being a hero himself in custody or more permanently

Now if the villain had instead been captured after being caught hiding in Dekus flesh suit things would have been very different than the above

Katsuki would definitely be traumatized at this news, so would most of their class and they’d probably do some kind of memorial deal, and over the course of a couple of days Katsuki would slowly descend into madness at watching his class act like they have ever given a single fuck about Deku

Then he would speedball into it, because how dare they grieve over him, non of them deserve to especially not him

He’d be angry for as long as he could, at himself and everyone else, but eventually that’d putter out without anyone stoking the fire, no one else blames his class for feeling sad and no one blames the heros for not existing on every single possible street corner

Maybe he makes it through UA. He’s not as hot head, not as naive, but teens hold grudges like no other, he can be mad at the world a little longer.

Throws himself into the work so he doesn’t have time to think. He’s going to be the best because Deku always believed he would be and if he’s not allowed to be sad than this will be his only way to honor the nerds memory.

But the thing about pain is that it demands to be felt.

Eventually his regrets and grief would come for him, in a year or in ten years doesn’t matter they will eventually claim the time and space they need with interest.

He’d probably meet his regrets first so that he can be mad at himself for a little longer

He should have let Deku be

If he hadn’t held Deku up after class maybe he’d have made it home

His last words play on loop growing distorted and more malicious as the years go on(fun fact about memory ! It’s easily manipulated because each time you remember something you’re actually just remembering the last time you remembered the thing! Basically your brain reconstructs the memory completely each time! Fuck it up once and it’s all down hill)

He regrets not ensuring that he’d have more than his flimsy memories to hold onto Deku with, he never realized he’d want to, never could fully conceive that he’d actually have to.

He should have been kinder

He should have been less of a coward and faced his own insecurities

He should have talked to Deku about so many things

He can’t just focus on what he did and didn’t do forever tho, eventually he’ll have to recognize the hole Deku left behind, his regrets will paint the picture of his grief

Maybe he forgets the exact date of Dekus birthday but he knows it was in the summer, he regrets not going to his last one and grieves never going to a next one.

He regrets not going to the funeral, of course he was sad, he’d been an idiot to think he couldn’t be

He regrets not visiting Dekus grave, and grieves over how long he’s been gone now

He regrets that he had to learn what the value of saving is by having lost, god how he grieves that loss

Without Deku Kaminari never hears that nickname, Kacchan died with Deku. He grieves over never hearing it again

He wonders if Dekus hanging out with Kacchan wherever he is, he wonders if this makes him crazy.

He grieves over Deku dying so young, so alone, so horribly. It gives him nightmares, he can’t imagine the pain of having all his organs crushed down from the inside, and yet he’s some how intimately aware of its possibility. He debates looking for the autopsy results, maybe if he confirms it was asphyxiation and not internal blunt trauma the nightmares will stop. But you don’t ask questions you don’t want answers to.

He grieves over the dreams Deku never got to chase, and regrets ever playing a part in taking away the happiness a dream is supposed to have

He grieves over the Deku shaped hole in his life that seemed to grow with him despite only ever getting to know the knobby knees version, he can’t help but think with every achievement and milestone “you should be here”

He doesn’t hate his life, it just feels half lived.

Without Deku pushing his buttons and no god complex shaped alarm bells people were slower to reach out to him.

Without Deku to vouch for his good qualities people were a lot more hesitant to see them.

He still did make friends it’s just a shallower connection and he doesn’t make time for them

He becomes top hero but the victory feels hallow like there should have been more of a fight for it. Maybe he is crazy but it feels like it should have been Deku fighting him for it.

His saves are legendary and numerous, he’s never able to shake the feeling that there’s someone out there who needs him just around the corner

Between the nightmares and the anxiety clocking off gives him he probably gets less sleep than any hero before him, even Aizawa.

It was a short career

[peachesandmilktea]

SUNNY IM STARING SO HARD AT YOUR CORALINE RETELLING FIC OH MY GOD. that is so. so so so!!! big brained of you!!!! AND you're making it yandere pro hero touya??!?'';"!*??? im genuinely reeling at the thought of that, you're insanely creative & I'm so excited to read it!!!

THANK YOU WINTER NJSKNDSK I HOPE I CAN WRITE IT GOOD

sorry you're the victim of my brainrot but i just wanted to expand a bit on the idea!!

So one thing I really like to explore in writing about villains is the duality between the person they are and the person society would have wanted them to be, healthier maybe, happier maybe too, or sometimes it's even a matter of a duality between the person they are now and the person they used to be or dreamed of being before the trauma and all the shit that happened.

SO WHAT I WAS THINKING IS

What better way to use these concepts than to write a Coraline retelling?

Super loose of course but imagine Reader and Dabi are in a relationship, and she sees how much of a mess he is sometimes, eaten alive by his traumas and his cravings for revenge, destroyed by his scars and by his past. They love each other but it's difficult because she sees how much he's been hurt and she just desperately wants him to be happy, and he loves her too but he has a bit of trouble expressing and showing it because he likes to pretend he doesn't care about anyone or anything.

But then after one of the League's missions they take shelter together for a few weeks in an abandoned house, and there's a tiny little door there that's a bit strange. One night, Reader crosses it and behind it there's not Dabi but Touya, the version of him that's happy.

He's a pro-hero like he dreamed of being, doesn't have any of his scars nor any of his trauma, he's still him but he's everything Reader wishes he could be, because she just really really wants to see him happy and that's why she goes again and again and again behind that little door to hang out with that perfect Touya, except of course because it's a Coraline retelling he's not as nice as he pretends to be. So in the end I want to play with the duality because Dabi will be the good one and Touya (the other, perfect version of him from behind the door) will be the bad one.

Probably no buttons and simply black eyes instead though

And Hawks in the role of the cat with black wings instead of red!!

[crashdevlin]

Succubus 1- Caught

Succubus Masterlist

Author’s Note:  Posted to Ao3 (this is an edited and improved version) and was once posted here when I was a much smaller blog…and I got some shit for the content. So heed the warnings!

Summary: When Y/n goes looking for something in Stark Tower, she finds more than she bargained for.

Pairing(s): Tony Stark x Reader, Clint Barton x Reader 

Word count: 4556

Story Warnings:  18+! HERE BE SEX!! DON’T READ IF YOU’RE A YOUNG’UN!!!, unprotected sex, cheating, sex-pollen-esque powers, mutant reader, noncon, forced cheating, oral (fem rec), mentions of noncon of an underage girl by men in power (teachers, policemen, doctors, priests)

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You walk past the line and straight up to the bouncer, who takes one look at your tiny tight-fitting dress and stripper-high platform heels and lets you in without a word. You don't even have to use your mutant ability on him. Oh, this night is going to be cake. You snake your way through the gyrating bodies on the dance floor, careful to not use your power on any of the people in the crowd. The passion and lust rolling off of them as they bump and grind against each other is delicious but you don't have time to stop for a snack. You're on a mission and you're here for a meal.

You walk up to the VIP room and smile at the tall, broad-chested man standing at the doorway. He stops you, putting a hand on your bare shoulder. Mistake. "Sorry, ma'am. Mr. Stark requested...privacy." He trails off a bit at the end as your power starts its work on him and his eyes dilate more than the dark of the club requires.

"Oh, I know he's a busy man, but...I'm such a huge fan. The man saved the whole city. He's my hero." You place your hand over his and lean over next to his ear as the bodyguard's breathing grows heavy. "I just really want to show my appreciation."

His fingers fumble with the velvet rope as he lets you into the VIP room, where Tony Stark sits, alone. "Hey, Hap, who's this?" he asks, setting his glass of whiskey on the glass table in front of him.

"I, uh, didn't catch her name." You smile at the man and he flushes deep red before leaving to man the door again.

You sit down next to the billionaire and stare up at him with admiration. "Mr. Stark. I'm a huge fan. My name's Aphrodite." You offer your hand and he takes it. His eyes dilate immediately and he takes a deep breath. His desire is immediate, strong and delicious. You are gonna eat well tonight.

The hand that shook yours moves to your bare knee. He's doing your work for you. "'Aphrodite, huh?"

His desire grows as the skin contact stretches out, the seconds ticking by. "Yeah, my parents were huge Greek mythology nerds," you lie. It's a code name: self-imposed but ever so fitting.

His hand slips up to your thigh. "Well, it suits you; 'cause you are the sexiest thing I've ever seen, and I work with a woman who uses sex as a weapon."

You take a steadying breath. Damn, his passion is potent. "Thank you, Mr. Stark."

"Call me 'Tony'. Seriously, though, this dress leaves nothing to the imagination and I can't stop imagining it in a puddle on my floor." His hand reaches the hem of the dress and his fingers push under the tight silver material, pushing it up to your hip as his hand finds what it is searching for.

You moan and swallow thickly as his fingers trace your lips through your lace thong panties. "I heard you were a forward man, Tony, but I never imagined..." You moan as he moves the lace barrier aside and sinks his middle finger into you, down to the knuckle. It's over. Nothing can stop it, now. He begins fucking you with his expert fingers, using the heel of his palm to rub against your clit. It's always nice when they know what they're doing and goddamn if Tony Stark isn't a damn pro. You reach over and rub his erection through his designer jeans, your fingers tracing his hardness through the thick denim. Oh, this is going to be a treat. No wonder the man's so damn cocky.

"You ever been fucked by a billionaire?" he whispers in your ear, before leaning down to lick at your neck.

"I get the feeling I'm about to," you whisper through your moans as he adds a second finger and picks up the speed.

"Yeah, we're gonna mark that off your bucket list," he grunts, going to undo his pants. You put your hand on his to stop him.

"Not here. I wanna see the top of the city. Take me to the Tower?" you beg, breathlessly.

He growled, low in his chest. "I've always wanted to fuck someone on the balcony. Pepper has never gone for it. You game, Goddess?" 

"Oh, hell yeah." You bite your lip as he pulls his hand away.

"Let's go. Hap, grab the car!" he shouts, pulling you up and giving you a minute to fix your dress before pulling you out of the VIP. The look on Happy Hogan's face, when Tony opens the car door and pushes you in before taking the wheel from the bodyguard and speeding away from him, is pure judgement. His desire has worn thin and now, he's judging Tony for acting on it. He must be friends with Ms. Potts.

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Tony has your dress and thong bunched at your feet before you've even stepped off the elevator. You step gracefully out of the shimmery and lacey materials and he guides you backward, his mouth attached to your neck. You should've been a dancer; the way you move backwards and in high heels. You grab Tony's jacket and push it down his arms. He drops it somewhere between the elevator and the wet bar. "Are we alone?" you ask, trying to look around but finding it difficult with Tony's persistent pushing and grabbing at you.

He grunts. "Avengers hiatus. Pepper's in Malibu. Just us."

You smile. "Perfect." You break away from him and grab at the waistband of his jeans, popping the button and pulling them and his red silk boxers down as he kicks his shoes off. He pulls his shirt over his head and steps out of his pants as you bend down in front of him. You grasp him at the base of his cock, your fingers nestling nicely in his well-groomed pubes, and guide him into your mouth. His hands grasp at your hair as you begin to bob your head up and down his length, your tongue swirling around the head and flicking at the frenulum. He pulls you up by your hair and shoves his tongue in your mouth, smashing his lips into yours.

"I have to have you. Now." He pushes you toward the balcony and you stumble a little on your heels before following him out onto the biggest balcony you've ever seen. He pushes you onto a chaise and is almost immediately between your legs, sucking your clit into his mouth and licking at it harshly. His beard rubs against your sensitive lips and adds something wonderful to the feeling.

"Fuck," you moan, one hand grabbing the armrest of the chaise and the other going into his hair.

"Yes." His desire is at its peak when he responds, pulling away and climbing up your body. There's no fanfare, no hesitation, as he spreads your legs further and enters you to the hilt with one thrust. You grab onto him as he starts to pound into you. He feels amazing, he tastes amazing, his desire almost more fulfilling than his dick. He pushes your knees up into your chest, never breaking his stride as he grabs each of your breasts and shifts his weight. You scream out as his new angle hits your g-spot with each swing of his hips. "Feel like a goddess, too. So...fuckin'...fuck," he grunts out.

He cums hard, breathing heavily. You can feel his dick twitch inside of you as he spills himself onto your inner walls. His hand goes to his head and he clenches his eyes in pain and then he passes out, slumping on top of you, soft dick still inside of you. You sigh and push him off of you. He crumples unceremoniously to the ground beside the chaise as you stretch your neck and shoulders. You look down at him. You were hoping he'd get you off before he went, but that was rare. It takes a special kind of man to hold himself back against your pheromones long enough to give you an orgasm and no Homo Sapien has managed it. Oh, well, his desire had been yummy.

You stand and walk inside, getting in the elevator and redressing yourself. You hum amelodically as you tap the button for the laboratory and the elevator doors close. You step off the elevator and dance around the lab until you come to a computer. You pull the earring off of your right ear and pull the cap off of a concealed USB drive. You plug it into the computer and no more than ten seconds pass before everything goes dark.

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You wake up in a sitting position, your head hanging. You can tell that you are restrained to a chair. You don't open your eyes, allowing yourself to gain as much information from your other senses before you let on that you're awake.

"I don't know, Barton. She said her name was 'Aphrodite', but if that's a codename, it's not in any of the databases that I have access to, which is all of them." Tony's voice is coming from your left. 'Barton', that's gotta be Clint Barton. Hawkeye.

"She doesn't look familiar...or particularly hot. Not hot enough to fuck around on Pepper, I mean."

"She hit me with some kind of whammy. I said this." Tony's voice is annoyed. Aww, poor billionaire philanthropist is feeling guilty.

"Well, what is she? Cat burglar, super spy?"

"I don't know. She fucked me up, then went up to the lab, but JARVIS saw her and sent a legionnaire to knock her out."

You can't help the giggle that escapes you as your eyes open. You're sitting in the middle of a small room, zip-tied to a chair, in front of Tony Stark (wearing his repulsor gloves but none of his other Iron Man accouterments) and Clint Barton, wearing civvies with a bow slung over his shoulder. Clint shakes his head in confusion. "You get caught red-handed stealing information from the Avengers and you giggle?"

You smile. "I'm sorry. Is that not the proper response to being caught? It's never happened to me before."

"What are you?" Tony asks as Clint asks, "Who are you?"

You just smile up at them. They'll know in a few minutes. Tony scoffs. "That's fine. I got a sample of your blood while you were out. I'll know both of those answers once the results run."

"I've never been caught before. You think my DNA is gonna be on file somewhere? Especially if my name's not written down anywhere."

"Master Stark, her temperature has risen by 7.4 degrees Fahrenheit in the last two minutes," a disembodied voice with a proper accent says.

"That must be the infamous JARVIS. Forgot about you." You look up at the ceiling.

"What are you doing with a temp of a hundred and six?" Tony asks, tapping at his tablet.

"You'll see. In three. Two. One. Boom," you say. Tony and Clint sway suddenly, their heads swimming from your pheromone attack. Tony goes down, passing out from the overload, but Clint stays standing. He looks at you with a beautiful mix of lust and anger, because he knows but he can't get past the way you've made him feel. "How are you still standing?" you ask, staring up at him.

"Top physical conditioning," he answers, groaning.

"Oh," you breathe the word, enamored. "That's never happened before."

He growls. He pulls his bow off of his back and tries to draw it, an arrow somehow nocked on the string when you never saw his hand go near the quiver. His fingers fumble for a minute, but he eventually pulls the bow taut. "If I kill you, does it stop?" he growls again and it's sexy despite the loaded weapon in your face.

"I don't know. I've never been killed before," you answer, simply. His desire is spiking, he smells amazing, a normal man would be panting with that level of desire, but...Clint Barton takes deep, measured, breaths. 

"If I fuck you, does it-"

"Yes," you answer, quickly. You aren't hungry, but...damn, he looks gourmet. 

He quickly shifts his aim, letting the arrow loose toward the metal ceiling tile above your head, where it ricochets, cutting the wire restraining you. You don't have time to rub your sore wrists before he's grabbed you and pulled you out of the chair. He kisses you, but it isn't teeth and tongue like Tony's kiss. He sucks your bottom lip into his mouth and nibbles on it, lightly. His hands grasp at your dress, slowly bringing it up. How is he going so slow? 

"Master Barton, I have dispatched an Iron legionnaire to assist you," the AI butts in. 

"Fuck!" 

"Sorry, Bird-Boy. That's my cue," you whisper, pulling back and punching him. He doesn't go down, so you quickly grab the chair and bash him with the metal back. He crumbles next to Tony and you pull your dress back down as exit the room and run for the elevator. 

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"So, you failed." 

"No, sir. I don't fail. I just haven't succeeded yet. I'll get it. I just didn't count on the AI being so autonomous. I'll get it," you repeat, standing in front of a desk.

"I sent you because you have never failed me before, but if you can't get me those files, I will change tactics, Y/n."

"Erik, please. Don't write me off. I can do this. I just need a few days to recharge and rework the plan."

"You have one week, Y/n. If you haven't succeeded by then, I will send in Mystique." Magneto waves you away from his desk and you exit his office. You flop down on a couch in the sitting room as you pull long gloves up your arms.

"So, you struck out," the blue-skinned beauty teases as she sits next to you.

"Shut up, Raven," you groan.

"Aww. Don't get all upset. How was the Iron Man?"

"He was fine...for a human. It was that damn JARVIS program that got me." You sigh deeply, leaning your head against the back of the couch. "Who knew an AI could recognize a thief and send a robot to knock me out?"

"Damn. You got into the Tower and everything?"

"I got into the lab. I was so close. Now, I have to figure out how to get in there again. Can't go the normal route."

"Why don't you just release your little pheromones into the Tower, let them all play with you until the headache kicks in, then hold Stark off until he turns off the damn computer system?"

"It may work, may not. I might not even be able to make it near any of them. I don't even know. Either way, I have to take a day or two. I almost completely blew my load getting out of that building."

"Poor baby."

"Yeah, fuck you, Gonzo." You stand, pushing past the blue woman to head to your room. It was hard to think about the fact that Erik dismissed you so callously. It was almost like he only wanted you around when you were fucking men for him.

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You climb up several sets of fire escapes to the roof of a building in Bedford-Stuyvesant, New York, New York. Clint Barton stands on the opposite side of the roof, a beer in his hand as he stares out across the city lights. "You know, usually when I hit a guy with my power, he can't stop thinking about me." Clint turns to you, dropping his beer on the ledge and putting his fists up in a fighting stance. You put your gloved hands up in a nonthreatening manner. "Oh, whoa. I'm suited up. I couldn't affect you from here if I wanted to."

He drags his eyes over you. The only skin he can see is what's visible around the mask over your mouth. Everything else is covered in a purple, pink and black suit. Your hair is pulled back in a tight bun. "Okay, well...keep your distance still."

"Understandable," you respond, smiling under your mask. "I just wanted to apologize. I was just following orders. You understand that whole following orders thing, right?"

"Stark said you're a Mutant. You aren't an X-man, are you? 'Cause that'd be awkward at the next Hero Convention."

You scoff. "No. Unfortunately for me, I wasn't one of the lucky ones who was saved from the street by Saint Charles. My savior was a man of a different faith."

"So, you're Brotherhood; one of Magneto's." He doesn't ask. He knows exactly who you're referencing.

"Erik saved my life. If he hadn't found me, I'd've died homeless in Miami. He took me in, nourished and nurtured me; taught me about myself. I owe him everything."

"How'd you end up homeless?" He's relaxed a bit, taking a drink of the beer as he leans up against the ledge.

You hop up to sit on the ledge on the other side of the roof. "Imagine you're a thirteen year old girl, a virgin, and you wake up one morning and suddenly, every man who touches you thinks you are the sexiest and most desirable woman they've ever seen. Including three teachers at your middle school..." You put up three fingers. "... the doctor who was supposed to be treating you and gathering evidence of that first gang rape and two cops who came to investigate the occurrences." You flash three more fingers, then clear your throat. "Imagine your parents are hardcore Catholics who decide you have a demon in you that's causing the attacks so they send you to the priest who performed your confirmation who employs the help of three other parish priests. When they wake up and realize what they've done, two of them commit suicide right in the church." You shake your head. "I ran after that. My parents never looked for me. In fact, I heard they...held a funeral for me, buried an empty box."

Clint's eyes are searching you, trying to not show you pity but also making certain you're telling the truth. "I lived on the streets for a year and a half," you continue. "I kept gloves and long sleeves and jackets on, even in the summer in fuckin' Miami, because I was terrified of being touched. But it's not just my skin. It's in my breath. It wafts off of my hair with the slightest breeze. I learned that in the shelters. I ended up having to stay apart even from the other homeless. I have no idea how Erik found me, but he did. He walked up to me in the back of a back alley in the absolute worst part of Opa Locka and told me to come with him. He told me I was Homo Superior and that he could help me control it, that I could live a real life again. It was a dream come true.

"I owe him everything, Hawkeye. I owe him and that's why I went to the Tower, because the man I adore asked me to. But I can't do it anymore. I've been...forced into...prostitution." You look down at your boots. "Erik sending me to use my ability against Tony, using me to get into that lab and gain access to that computer...I don't even know what I was looking for, but he raped me when he sent me there. I let him force me to do something I didn't want to do, but..."

"So, you're here to...what?"

"Turn myself in," you answer.

"Really?"

"I was raped by Erik, and I...forced...I raped Tony, so I deserve...whatever the Avengers think I deserve."

"Yeah, uh, don't...say that to his face." Clint sets the beer on the ledge again and walks closer to you. "If Stark hears you call it 'rape', he'll blow a gasket. He's calling it a 'forced lapse of judgement'. Look, I can take you in, I will take you in, but I'm gonna have to call in some, uh, female help. Not that I don't trust you but I don't trust you." He pulls out his phone and taps the screen. "Hey, Katie. Uh, Kate. I need an escort. Yeah, not for me, thanks. I need a chick to come take this Mutant to the Tower. 'Cause she's a Mutant and her shit won't affect you. I don't wanna get into it. Will you come Hawkeye it up for me, please? Thank you." He pulls the phone away from his ear and smiles tightly. "Now, I have to call Tony."

You nod. He puts the phone to his ear and looks away from you. "Hey, uh...so that chick you're looking for? I know where she is. Here. In Bed-Stuy. She's turning herself in. Uh, probably because she knew you and JARVIS would zap her on the approach and that my building's only security is me and Lucky? No need, man. Kate's on the way. You don't need to send a Legionnaire. Because I already called Kate. Let her do a thing, Tony. Seriously. Thank you. Kate and I will have Aphrodite to you in thirty minutes or less. Yeah. Or your Mutant's free."

Clint pulls the phone away and looks down at it. "He hung up. I thought it was funny," he mutters before turning to you. "So...what's your name?"

You contemplate for a moment before responding, "Y/n. 'Aphrodite' is my codename."

"Well, duh. You pick that out or did Magneto?"

"I did, but Erik solidified it." Your mind drifts to Erik with his hand in your hair, fucking you from behind and grunting out 'My Aphrodite' with every thrust.

"How's he gonna take you defecting?"

"I'm not defecting."

"You're turning yourself in to the good guys. You obviously recognize Magneto was wrong and-"

"I'm done letting him use me, that doesn't mean Erik's wrong or that I think he's a...bad guy." You shake your head. "I know he's right about you Homo Sapiens. The things you do to my kind-"

"Come on. You Mutants aren't that different than us!"

"Tell that to the government who demanded we register, who built giant murder-bots to eradicate us, who've made certain that our fellow Americans are kept in constant fear of us."

"That's not unique to you Homo Superiors, Y/n. We do that shit to each other, too."

"And it's a blight on history when you do, but not for us. Not for Mutants. It's cheered when you round us up, when a child who doesn't know how to control themselves gets thrown in prison for a display of power they had no hope of stopping. You don't know what it's like to-"

"Should I come back?" a female voice asks as the door to the roof opens.

"No." Clint answers. "Kate, this is Y/n. Let's go."

"So, what's your power?"

"Kate." Clint's voice is almost a warning as the three of you start down the stairs.

"I'm just curious!" the young woman defends. "Is it rude to ask? Is that a Mutant faux pas?"

"I release pheromones that make me pretty much irresistible to men," you answer.

"But if they do sleep with her, they pass out," Clint continues.

"Yeah, that's called Postcoital Cephalalgia. It's from the rush of pheromones and hormones...little bit from the exertion."

"Wait, so you make guys orgasm so hard they pass out?" Kate asks, less like she's confused and more like she's impressed.

You smirk under your mask. "Pretty much."

"That's gotta suck," Clint mutters under his breath a little further up the stairs. "How do you ever finish?"

"I don't usually, Barton. Unless I'm with a well-trained Mutant who knows how to control himself."

"What, you don't affect Mutants the same way?" Kate asks.

"No, I do. I hit the Wolverine once and that was...painful. That one likes it rough. But he's used to overexerting himself and he's got that healing factor so he went the distance."

"Ew, Logan's like a million years old," Clint complains.

"I didn't really have a chance to care about his age. We were in a fight, I had to distract him from Erik and Raven."

"Wow, you are really nonchalant about this, like it's not..." Kate starts as you get to the last set of stairs and she walks through the door at the bottom. 

"It's my life, Hawkeyes. I am the Mutant equivalent of a damn succubus. I literally can't be embarrassed about sex. I feed off of it."

"Really?" Clint exclaims.

"Well, yes and no. I mean, I still need food, but...desire charges my batteries. I get sick without sex."

"That's...would it kill you if you didn't..." Kate trails off as you walk out onto the street and she raises her arm to hail a cab. 

"Longest I've ever gone without sex since I was thirteen years old was a month and that...I ended up in the hospital. The doctors fixed me right up."

Kate drops her arm and turns to you. "Thirteen?"

You shrug. "What age did you start puberty, Miss Bishop, 'cause that's when Mutants develop their powers?"

"But that's so young."

You chuckle as a cab pulls up. "You're so pure."

"What? No, I'm not!" she squeaks.

The cab ride is full of awkward silence and the driver looking at you in the mirror, confused as to why a purple ninja is in his backseat. When he pulls up to Avengers Tower, you hand him a twenty and get out. You position yourself behind Kate, obscuring his view of her until he pulls away. Clint notices, raising a confused eyebrow. "He was checking her out. His desire was...dark. It didn't taste good," you answer, walking through the rotating door into the lobby.

Tony Stark is upon you before you've made it ten feet into the building. Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, and the Vision are flanking him. "Wow, she doesn't even look like the same woman," Tony says, maybe just to himself.

"Maybe that's because she's fully clothed," Natasha quips, her lips twisting into a smirk.

"Good job, Barton," Steve says, stepping forward.

"I wouldn't get too close," Tony warns.

"She's kinda...turned off," Clint says, nodding at you. "As long as you don't touch her skin, or like, sniff her hair or something."

"Why would we do that?" Tony snaps.

"What are you going to do to her?" Kate asks.

"Why do you care?" Natasha asks.

"Well, I mean...she's...it's not her fault that she's like this."

"It was her decision to come into my club and mess with me in order to get into my lab," Tony snaps. 

You put your hands up. "Don't worry about me, Hawkeye. I made my choices." You drop to your knees and put your hands on your head. 

"Vision. Go ahead," Tony demands and the android flies forward, placing a set of cuffs on your wrists.

"Okay, but what are you-" Clint starts. 

"We'll talk it out later, Legolas," Tony says as Vision picks you up and heads for the elevator.

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Read your Kirishima post ‘I promise’ loved it! 🥰 So if you are up to it I got a NSFW request! For Tetsutetsu and Kirishima who share a fem s/o. So poly if that’s ok. In the midst of getting it on, they arouse and tease her relentlessly while holding her down until she is desperately begging for release. They love seeing how lovely she looks flushed and desperate, and she loves how arousing it is, and so they finally give it to her and do it lol. The wait making release all the more satisfying!

A/N: My first NSFW request and I have to say that I’m quite nervous, but I still hope you’ll like it! Actually, after I read your request I immediately thought of a scenario I could use and I have to say that I’m quite satisfied with it and I hope that you will be as well! (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄

Tags: Kirishima x reader ✅  Tetsutetsu x reader ✅  smut (18+) ✅  poly ✅  threesome ✅  orgasm denial ✅  teasing ✅  punishment ✅  slight bondage ✅

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How dare you? - Kirishima x reader x Tetsutetsu  

You were bored and frustrated, sitting in front of your TV with a fluffy blanket wrapped around your body, waiting for your two boyfriends to come home.

The lovers you were so desperately waiting for were none other than Kirishima and Tetsutetsu the most popular pro hero duo as of right now.

While you were watching your favorite movie for the hundredth time, they were all suited up and had gone to a party during which they celebrated their last mission’s success. You sadly couldn’t send them off personally and that’s what frustrated you the most!

The two of them had bought new suits especially for this occasion and all you wished for was to see them all dressed up, but as lucky as you were you had to do paperwork and by the time you had finished, they were gone.  

You sighed and proceeded to turn your TV off and that’s when you heard the front door opening.

“(Y/N)! We’re back.”

“And we even sneaked out some snacks for you!”

They were finally back!

Before you could even get up from the couch, Kirishima threw himself next to you wrapping his arms around your covered body, as he began to softly rub his cheeks against yours. It was quite a pleasant feeling that instantly caused you to melt on the spot, the earlier frustration slowly leaving your body.

Sadly the feeling didn’t last for long, because Tetsutetsu pulled the redhead away from you.

“Don’t mind him (Y/N), he’s slightly drunk. I’m going to go and sober him up a little.”

After that short statement, he came up to you and quickly kissed your lips proceeding to literally drag Kirishima away from you, bringing him to the kitchen counter and finally giving him a big glass of water.

That was the first time you actually appreciated having a combined living room and kitchen because you had just noticed that they were still in their suits. The way the fabric hugged their muscles and toned bodies made you swallow hard. You felt your face growing hotter and watching them fool around in that attire only fueled your lust for the two men and that lust was about to become your downfall.

You slowly moved your hand down to your leggings and pulled them alongside your wet panties down a bit, freeing your wet and throbbing core from its confines. While you slowly began to circle your fingers around your clit, you began fantasizing what it would be like for the two heroes to pin you down to the couch, use their ties to stop you from using your arms or even blindfold you, having Kirishima whisper sweet and encouraging lines close to your ear while Tetsutetsu teases you and all of that while they still had their new suits on.

“(Y/N), what are you doing?”

Tetsutetsu’s low and raspy whisper startled you so much, that you almost came right then and there. 

“N-Nothing...why are you asking?”

If you thought that your trembling voice, red cheeks, and labored breathing helped to back your obvious lie up, then you were terribly mistaken.

“Oh really?”

The amusement in his voice was indicating that he didn’t believe any word you’ve just said. Suddenly the blanket was pulled away from your body, revealing how you were pleasuring yourself underneath it. 

Your silver-haired boyfriend clicked his tongue.

“I fucking knew it.“

Before you could even react Kirishima took your hand and pulled it away from your wetness which resulted in you moaning at the sudden loss of contact.

“K-Kiri, what was that for..?“

As soon as you two locked eyes with each other, you knew that you won’t get out of this without proper punishment. His eyes - or better said his whole gaze was filled with immense lust and him licking his lips just fueled your imagination further.

“How dare you pleasure yourself even though we are right next to you? Are we leaving you unsatisfied?“

If alcohol was responsible for that attitude change in Kirishima, you found yourself thinking that his drunk version might be something you’d like to see more often.

Meanwhile, Tetsutetsu kissed your neck and began undressing your lower body, leaving you with just your favorite shirt. The redhead followed the other boy’s lead and bend down to your thighs showering them with light kisses. You gasped as Kirishima directed his kisses to your wet core, intentionally kissing around it, grinning at your desperate attempt by moving your hips to get him to kiss your clit. 

“Eijiro...p-please”

He looked up at your flushed face and seeing you like that alongside your needy way of calling out his name he just couldn’t keep his teasing up any longer so he didn’t waste any more time and began lapping his tongue against your already sensitive bud. You had no idea just how much the boys got turned on by the way you arched your back and gasped, but you noticed that something was poking your sides. As you turned to the man behind you it was obvious what he wanted, so without saying anything you just began unfastening his pants’ buttons not even bothering in pulling them or his underwear down. His cock sprang free, softly slapping against your cheek and staining it slightly with his precum. You began licking up and down his shaft while messaging his tip with your finger, earning a low moan from him as he placed his big hand on your head. After a short while, the boys began heating things up.

Kirishima spread your lips apart, sliding two fingers inside of your wet hole while Tetsutetsu began rocking his hips back and forth, keeping up a quick and relentless pace. 

The silver-haired boy felt you gag as his tip touched the very back of your throat and that only fired him up, even more, going even quicker than before. Kirishima, on the other hand, had begun to bend his fingers upward, constantly touching and teasing your g-spot while his tongue worked wonders on your clit as well as on your folds, your trembling legs signalized him that you were very close to reaching your orgasm so he slowed his tongue and fingers down until he stopped completely. The cock that was seated-deep down your throat was also pulled out of your mouth and all you could do was whine silently while your hands tried to pull either of them back to yourself.

“Don’t stop, p-please“

Your plea apparently fell onto deaf ears, since both of them just looked at each other and stood up from the couch. The first thing that came to your mind was that they were going to leave you behind just like that as punishment, but you were glad to see that all they did was switch their places. Now Tetsutetsu was the one spreading your legs apart as he licked his lips while Kirishima began unbuttoning his pants and immediately let his hard cock plop down onto your face. You immediately opened up your mouth as wide as you could and spread your legs apart, showing both of them that you were ready to take them on.

“You’ve become quite greedy, you know that?”, said the red-haired boy who was softly moving his precum covered tip along your lips, covering them with his juices. Before you could begin pleasuring him, you felt your hips being lifted upwards. You glanced down to a grinning Tetsutetsu who was holding onto your thighs while your ass was resting on his chest as his fingers were gently running along your already wet folds. His sharp teeth began nibbling on your already sensitive clit causing you to wrap your arms around Kirishima’s hips. Before you could even moan, Kirishima’s throbbing cock slowly entered your mouth, muffling any sound coming from you. He began a slow and gentle pace which was quite the contrast from Tetsu’s treatment some minutes ago, but you loved it that way. Kirishima rocked his hips back and forth, stopping a few times as his tip had reached the very back of your throat. Meanwhile, you were once again close to reaching your breaking point, but you wanted to keep yourself as calm as possible in order to cum without them stopping you from your release, but sadly they knew your body better than you thought they did. 

As soon as you were preparing yourself to finally release the knot that was forming inside of you since long ago, Tetsu just gave your twitching pussy a soft slap and stopped preventing you from reaching your orgasm once again. 

“N-No! Wait please don’t stop...!”

Full of frustration that you were stopped even though you were so close, you attempted to touch yourself and finally cum, but Kirishima was quicker. 

He grabbed your hands and pushed them down above your head, while your other boyfriend took his tie and tied them up, preventing any further attempt to pleasure yourself. You began moving your hips against Tetsu’s knee desperate for some friction, but he noticed that and immediately moved it, now pinning your lower body down as well, further restricting your movements.

Your lust was slowly becoming unbearable and the fact that your boyfriends were punishing you by not allowing you to cum was getting to you, small tears forming at the corner of your eyes.

“Eijiro...Tetsu, please let me cum! I can’t bear this anymore, please! I’m sorry if I’ve upset you with my attempt to pleasure myself, but you guys were looking so sexy in these new suits that I just couldn’t help myself! Please forgive me...”

You were on the verge of crying at this point, but luckily your message got through them. 

Kirishima softly kissed your small tears away while gently massaging your breasts and whispering silent apologies and promises on making you feel good while Tetsu kissed your hands, licking and gently biting your fingers while slowly removing his tie that bound them together. 

The silver-haired boy sat back and pulled you on top of his lap, kissing your face while his hands spread your asscheeks apart. Kirishima leaned onto you from behind and slowly shoved his shaft inside of your back. A relieved sigh escaped your mouth resulting in a soft chuckle from both of them.

“Sorry sweetie, but you are always so cute when we tease you so we couldn’t help ourselves.”

While the redhead behind you whispered next to your ear, licked and nibbled it the man in front of you used the moment and entered you from the front savoring the tight and wet feeling around his throbbing shaft. They intended on waiting for you to give them a heads up, but they weren’t expecting you to start moving on your own.

“Fuck...you two stop with the teasing and make a mess out of me already!”

“You don’t have to ask me twice, love.”

After his statement, Tetsutetsu began thrusting himself up and down and it didn’t take Kirishima too long to join in. 

Having both of them thrust relentlessly inside of your tight holes was making you see stars, especially after being denied from your orgasm twice today. Needless to say, it didn’t take you too long to approach another release, causing both of them to grunt, feeling your insides tightening around their hard cocks.

“You gonna cum, love?”

Not managing to form any coherent sentence anymore you just continue moaning and nod multiple times. 

“Then don’t hold back and cum all over us. You deserve it.”

Your lovers began thrusting even faster trying to finally give you your much longed-for release and it didn’t take them remotely as long as they thought it would to give it to you.

Finally being able to cum after such a long time you felt like you had reached heaven. Your back arched towards Tetsu who eagerly began biting and licking your nipples and Kirishima held your hips down with one hand while the other held onto one of your trembling legs.

It took you some time to come down from your high, but that didn’t stop them from chasing their own release which had you screaming and clawing at their hands, begging them to let you go. Of course, they didn’t listen and just continued thrusting into you and marking you as their own until they finally released their warm cum deep inside of you.

The boys slowed down their thrusts and finally stopped, wrapping their arms around you and kissing you all over.

“How was that?”

You scoffed at Tetsu’s question and gently bit the tip of his nose while Kirishima chuckled behind you, enjoying the scene play out in front of him.

“I loved it. I wouldn’t mind doing it all again.“

The boys who were literally sandwiching you, looked at each other with wide eyes, realizing what you meant with your wish to repeat everything and finally answered in unison.

“We dare you to.“

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DabiXReader Coraline AuPart 4

CFiiiinnnnnallly I have found the time to finish and edit this. And not worry the next part shall come soon since we finally got into some action in this chapter. I wasn’t able to edit about the last part of this due some guest I currently have with some expressive voices. Anyway, enjoy and let me know if I need to take another look at this for editing purposes!

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Word Count: 3380 (Its a long one)

Chapter 4: Alarms

So, here she was. Sitting at a beautifully put together dinner. Roasted chick, corn, peas and many of her personal favorites. The table decorated exactly to her liking and her tastes. Which was a bit unsettling in this case.

           There was also the fact, Dabi sitting tied to his chair across from (Y/n). Smiling smugly as if he had been somehow been invited generously to this ‘dinner party.’ There were many, many red flags to this bizzare situation. Yet, everything seemed fine. Yes. Everything was fine. It was just another night at the Aziawa household.

           Hizashi stood to serve her himself. He stacked the plate high of all of her favorite things. He returned her plate, dancing, lightly on top of his toes. Causing a little laugh to escape from (Y/n).

The food below her nose smelt so wonderful (Y/n) mouth began to water. Nearly escaping her lips. Hizashi chuckled. Ruffling the hair on her head… exactly as her real father.

           “Hungry, aren’t you? Well, go on, eat.”

She nodded her head. Happily heeding Hizashi’s gentle command. She took a spoon full of everything and shoved as much of it as she could into her mouth.

           Dabi starred at the plate in front of him. Even if his hands weren’t currently tied. Something about the food was unappetizing to him. He wouldn’t allow himself a single bite.

  After (Y/n) was content with the food she had eaten. Hizashi whisked away the messy plate. Replacing it with a colorful cake just the way she had had for her birthday. Aziawa had made it himself.

           Her eyes caught the colored icing on top of the cake. They spelt the words, ‘Welcome home.’. Reading them to herself rang an alarm in her chest. She remembered… this wasn’t the house she had moved into… these weren’t her parents. They were not her father’s

           (Y/n) became concerned. The peaceful sensation about her painfully vanished and a new found set of panic set itself onto her shoulders.

           “Home…?” The statement came out as more of a question then anything. She lifted her eyes to meet Aziawa’s and Hizashi’s glossy buttoned eyes again. She almost wanted to believe there was nothing wrong with them. She could reside her with them and be happy. Even still, there was something nagging at the back of her mind for her to run.

           “We’ve been waiting for you, (Y/n)” Aziawa spoke, a loving smile formed on his mouth. Hizashi came around behind him and wrapped affectionate arms around his neck, smiling, nodding. Agreeing with Aziawa’s statement.

           “Waiting? For me?”

They nodded together. The stare in their black eyes were beginning to become  creepy. “I didn’t know I had other parents.”

           “Of course you do, everyone does.” (Y/n) paused. She couldn’t think of a sentence to counter with. It didn’t make any sense for everyone to have ‘other parents. It was the first time she had heard of such a notion.

           “Oh, after your finished I was thinking maybe we could go out on patrol.”

Okay, now this was getting out of hand. Aziawa never, ever let (Y/n) go out on one of his patrols. It didn’t matter how high ranked she was in all of her studies. He deemed them too dangerous and would never forgive himself if something happened to his daughter on his watch. They’d spent long years arguing over the matter until she stopped trying to convince him all together.

           For him to offer it himself meant this had to be a dream. Or she had to admit she was in greater danger then she thought. And the real Aziawa and Hizashi were nowhere to be seen.

           The drumming of Aziawa’s fingers across the table sent cold shivers down her spine. It was then she had decided she had enough. It was time to wake up.

           ‘Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (Y/n)!’ No matter how hard she wished in this moment for her to wake her presence remained in this world. The realization was sinking deeper into her heart. Causing it to race against her chest.

           “Kid looks kinda tired. The games can wait later, think she needs some sleep.”

Aziawa looked back at Dabi. She could have almost swear there was a glare in his big buttoned eyes. Even if there was it was quickly replaced by his signature smile. “Of course. After all, the best of hero’s must get their proper sleep.” He said while turning his attention back to (Y/n).

           “It’s all made up for you. Come along.”

Before (Y/n) could even say two words on the matter. She was sent away by Aziawa and Hizashi. Leaving behind Dabi to fend for himself while they were away.

They traveled up the stairs leading to the upper rooms where they had their separate rooms. Hers… and theirs.

They ushered her to her room. Or the dream version of her room.

           The walls were painted in her favorite color. There were toys and knickknacks lined perfectly on the book case. Ones she had treasured once as a child. The toys cheered and called out her name, excited to see her. As if this was all a normal bed time routine they had done every night.

           Reluctantly, (Y/n) carefully climbed into the neatly made bed. While Aziawa assisted in tucking her into the covers.

  Now it seemed her brain would decide to wake herself up from her strange dream. She had only been in the bed for a minute when her thoughts became lost in a thick fog. Her eyes slowly shut themselves closed. Welcoming the peaceful darkness to flood the rest of her sense. Before (Y/n) vanished completely from the dream. She heard the soft voice of Aziawa and Hizashi…

             “See you soon.”

                (Y/n) lungs took a sharp breath in. Her upper torso shot up out of her warm blankets. Her eyes wide open and frantically searching about her room.

           They were normal… The gray cracked foundation had been the structure she had originally found the day before. She hadn’t been super happy about it, but she had figured she wouldn’t have been spending much time in the room anyway.

           Right now, however, she had never been so relieved to see them. Untouched and unharmed.

           Her attention turned to the rustling going on downstairs. Her fathers were awake and preparing for the day to officially began. If she didn’t get up now, she’d imagine Aziawa would send Hizashi to come wake her up soon.

           She had gotten up and made it all the way to the stairs, still dressed in her pajama’s when her feet stopped stone cold. He memories of her dreams came rushing back. The disturbing buttoned eyes plastered to her father’s faces. The image rippled a shake to erupt throughout her body.

             Thank goodness it had only been a dream.

 She shook the cold sweat out of her hair. (Y/n) then proceeded to head down the stairs and into the kitchen. Where her fathers were pleasantly seated at the table, having their morning coffee. With their normal eyes.

           “Morning pumpkin! I was just about to go wake you. Come sit down!”

             She did as he asked. For a while she sat there silently. Listening to her father’s usual friendly morning banter.

           “(Y/n), did you sleep okay? Sounded like you were up late last night.”

Aziawa rested his head in one pale hand, sipping coffee from his other hand. (Y/n) froze in her seat. Slowly placing her spoon full of cereal back down into her bowl. Contemplating if she wanted to tell them about the dream.

           She decided she would.

It was only a dream after all.

           By the time she reached the ending of her story. (Y/n) had both the attention of her parents. Hizashi’s eyes were wide eyed, his mouth slightly opened. Silently wanting to hear more about this strange dream.

           “Buttons for eyes, huh?”

She nodded. Aziawa starred down into his coffee cup. Thinking about something. Whatever it was though, he had chosen to keep the thought to himself. He then got up from his seat and decided it was time to go back to work. His job still required, many, many papers for him to sign.

           “(Y/n), Why don’t you visit the neighbors down stairs. I’m sure they’d love to hear your story.”

           “Miss Midnight and Miss Lady? But Hizashi said they were ding-“

Hizashi shoved his hand over her mouth before she could finish. Aziawa’s head flipped back and shot daggers into Hizashi’s head. Luckily with the volume of his hair, he was able to remain alive from his powerful gaze.

           Aziawa grunted then walked away from them.

  (Y/n) stepped outside onto the porch once she had finally gotten dressed for the day. She took a whole two steps forward before ramming her foot into something unexpected. A small pile of mail left neatly stacked. Or at least it had been until a moment ago….

           She bent over. Gently picking up the packages and read off the name of who it belonged to. “Todoroki…. Todoroki… Todoroki… All for Todoroki.”  

           The name had sounded familiar to her though she wasn’t entirely sure where she had heard it from. She could almost hear the name said in her ear…

 “Whatcha got there?” Aziawa peeked over her shoulder at the small pile in her hands. (Y/n) hadn’t heard him open the door, much less walk over the creaking porch. They weren’t joking when the media had said he was one of the stealthiest pro hero’s around….

           “I think our mail got mixed up with someone.”

“Probably” came Aziawa’s short response. He ran one of his gloved thumbs over the name on the envelope. He hummed curiously. “Ah, well this is the owner of the house, she lives just up the road actually.”

           “Should we return it?”

“Hmmmm, yay, they probably have our mail. Come on, I’ll go with you.”

           (Y/n) smiled. She nodded her head and followed her father to the car. Where she promptly seated herself in the front seat with Aziawa. This may have been something minor to him, but she was excited to go along this jounrye with him. Aziawa had been so busy these last couple of weeks she hardly had spent any time with him… She loved Hizashi with all of her heart… however, she had been aching to spend some time in silence with Aziawa.

             “Oh, by the way. I can’t find my scarf in the boxes we have in our room. You haven’t seen it have you.”

           “No...” She said, heart racing inside her chest. It had been torn by the… other Aziawa. But it had only been a dream… it had to be in the house some where.

              The drive to the mysterious estate was short lived. (Y/n) was still excitement despite the mini panic attack she had. He seemed to have noticed this when he was unbuckling his seatbelt.

           “What are you smiling about?” His voice was more teasing then anything. Asmall smile of his own forming on his lips.

             “Oh nothing, I’m just happy to finally spend some time with you.” They both popped out of the vehicle and meet again on the back side of the car. Mail tucked tightly underneath (Y/n) arm.

Before she could move forward, Aziawa placed his hand gently on top of her head. His small smile still on his face.

           “Sorry, I haven’t been around. I… I didn’t realize you had been missing me.”

(Y/n) hesitated. She hadn’t expected for Aziawa to suddenly open himself up on their landlords drive way. A light heat rose up in her from slight embarrassment.

           “It’s okay dad. I know your busy.”

He chuckled at her response. Instead of saying something wise in return, he bent down and gave her a kiss on the forehead. The hairs from his beard tickling her skin. She knew this was Aziawa’s way of saying he loved her.

Finally, it came time to approach the door. Aziawa knocked firmly. They both heard the ruckus following. Some heavy footsteps trailing from above, voices overlapping each other, one angry, another pleading, several arguing. The further it dragged on, the more concerned the pair standing outside became.

           Aziawa tried knocking on the door again. Then became startled when it immediately opened.  

           “Hello Mr. Aziawa,  Oh and this must be your daughter. Hello sweety!” A woman appeared before the door way. Speaking softly, barely enough for (Y/n) to hear the words coming out of her mouth.

Aziawa cleared his throat. (Y/n) gave a pleasant smile and a small waved towered the women. She had white hair and clothes to match. Despiter her cheerful welcome. The bags under her eyes told her (Y/n) she hadn’t slept for several days.

“Hello Mrs, Todoroki, we were just stopping by. Seems like our mail must have gotten mixed up.”

           “Oh yes, I do remember picking yours’s up today. Come in, Come in. I’ll get it for you.”

           Mrs. Todoroki welcomed them inside. She kindly took her mail from (Y/n)’s hand. She then notified them she would be going upstairs to retrieve the mail they had come for.

           Once she had disappeared around the corner (Y/n) noticed three another people in the dining room across the way. One with eveningly split red and white hair, had their backs turned to them. A boy and a girl sat next to him, both also with white hair. They gave a simple wave when they had noticed (Y/n) looking at them.

           The other chose to ignore (Y/n) and Aziawa’s presence all together.

  (Y/n) took to looking around the house. Taking in the small details. Decorations, chose of antiques, pictures framed and scattered about the place. There was one in particular that had caught her attention.

           She first recognized the face of Endeavour, currently one of the top hero’s both in the media and on Aziawa’s ‘does not like’ list. On the other side of the frame was  Mrs. Todoroki… Or Misses it seemed to be . Between the two of them stood four young looking children. Who (Y/n) assumed to be the children of the house hold. Except one who was promptly missing from the household. There was something eerily off about the last, oldest looking one in the picture. A boy with dark red hair, lazy eyes and a crocked smile. She had seen a smile just like that before…

           “

Sorry about the wait. They were so quickly buried underneath everything else.”

“No trouble, thank you for keeping it for us.”

           “Of course, come by anytime if there’s anything wrong with the house.”

  With those words said. The Aziawa’s left the premises. They went back to the car and for some odd reason (Y/n) mind was drawn back to the dream she had dreamt last night. Another shiver running down her spine.

           “Want me to drive you back home?” (Y/n) looked over the other side of the car, where her father stood, waiting for her answer. “No, I think I’ll go take a walk. The house is suffocating.”

           “Okay, be safe and don’t come home too late.”

“Okay dad.”

              (Y/n) wondered back to the well. She found a large patch of grass to sit down while she sorted through the many, many thoughts spiraling through her head. The dream was still a fresh image in her mind. She often tended to forget the dreams she had. This one… This one didn’t seem to want to leave conscious. When she had awoken that morning, she was… full of the food she had eaten. Her breath had a reminiscent smell of the same things she had consumed.

           It was all too strange… She was frightened. What if there was someone trying to trick her? Were they after her or her fathers?

             “Hey there hero.”

Ah yes… Dabi had also been there… He couldn’t have actually been there… Could he? Her lengthy pause gave Dabi a curious look about him. He smirked and choose to plot himself down right next to her. She noticed his hand were shoved deep into his jacket pockets.

           “How was the dinner last night hmm?”

                       (Y/n)’s head snapped to look at him. Its as if he had known how to make her darkest horros come true with only a single sentence. It was near infuriating for him to stand their smirking so proudly to himself. Obviously completely aware of what he was doing.

           “T-That was a dream.”

“Heh, I hate to break it to you like this hero but, that wasn’t a dream. I was tied to the end of the table watching as you seemed happy to interact with those show freaks.”

           (Y/n) stomach dropped to the floor. Her heart stopped dead in her chest. This wasn’t possible… there was now way this could actually be happening.

           “How did you get back?”

“Don’t know. Fell asleep while they were tucking in their daughter dearest. By the time I woke up I was back in my own bed.”

           (Y/n) suddenly stood and back away from the man. Not only was this person one of the many reasons she had been taken to… goodness knows where. He had also been the reason Aziawa had nearly lashed out on her a few days ago, and there had to be a good reason.

           “My dad to stay away from you.”

This made Dabi chuckle. He stood up, pacing slow long strides over to where she stood. With every step he took toward, she dared to take one back. She didn’t like where this was going.

           “So, you’re daddy’s little girl after all.”

“I have two dads, of course I am!”

           (Y/n) had to lung to one side to avoid the spiraling blue flame coming after her. It was only a matter of second before the entire area was covered in sapphire. The gears in (Y/n) head were turning rapidly. She had to think of something to do so she could get out of this.

           “By the way, did you like my little family? We’re they pleasant?”

(Y/n) couldn’t think of what on earth he was talking about. Between him and the growing heat surrounding them, it became suffocating to even take a short breath. Dabi’s hands were set a blaze. Creeping closer and closer to his destination.

           “The little house out on the hill.” He said, nearly with a little too much enthusiasm. However, it was enough for the bell to finally ring off in (Y/n)’s head. The Todoroki home she had visited earlier with Aziawa… She also recalled the erire picture of the boy with nearly no scars in the family photo. Smiling… just as he was now.

           “Haven’t been there in years myself, really. But, I keep tabs on them. Make sure nobody harasses them.”  

           Dabi’s hand lunged forward. Aiming for (Y/n)’s throat. Intending to squeeze the life right out of her mouth.

           (Y/n) ducked in the last second and darted away from the deranged man. She would be forced to use the extensive limits of her quirk to get herself out of this mess. Even if Aziawa and Hizashi saw the fire right now. It would still take them several minutes to find where it was. And be even more surprised she was there herself.

           That would take some explaining.

“Come on hero, hit me back! I dare you.”

           And it was exactly what he got. By the time her drew himself close again. (Y/n) used the ability of her quirk to lay a hard blow on Dabi’s cheek. Another in his rib cage and a final kick to put some distance between them.

           She hadn’t expected him to keep smiling, even laugh at her antics.

“That’s a good girl. You’re your fathers spiting image. How exciting. I’m starting to like you, hero.”

           The flames around them began to disappear. Growing dimmer and dimmer into the hands they had originated from. This was seeming to sound like a game Dabi just enjoyed being in control of.

           “Don’t worry.”

Dabi hooked a long finger underneath (Y/n) chin. Suddenly becoming incredibly personal with her. “Will be seeing each other again.”

           (Y/n) wasn’t sure if the heat exhaustion or her feelings finally catching up to her. Regardless, the world faded to black and her vision became filled with a sky full of stars.

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SORRY, WHAT’S THE TIME?

Kacchako Positivity Week Day 2: Roses

Summary: Bakugou Katsuki, now Pro Hero; Ground Zero, tries to protect his welcome home gift for his wife whilst racing against the clock.

Writers note: Here's my contribution for Day 2 of the Kacchako Positivity Week.  (see the end for notes)

Word count: 6.000

AO3 link: (x)

"Any questions? No? Fantastic. You're all dismissed."

Bakugou spun his chair around and stood up groaning. He was truly not made for being in a chair all day. His body felt sorer than after a day out patrolling the streets. Had the meeting gone on for any longer he probably wouldn't have been able to stand up.

The man put a hand on his lower back and curved it as his employees bowed and told him goodbye before leaving the conference room.

"Ah! Ground Zero! I'm glad I was still able to catch you, I thought you had already left," Bakugou's assistant stopped him as he took his coat.

He tried to go around the eager boy but kept getting blocked by his large clipboard, swaying in the way of every step he set forward.  

"I was about to, and I'm in a hurry, so what is it Danno?" Bakugou barked.

The young assistant put on his glasses he had shoved in his hair and flipped through several pages on his clipboard, licking his finger for every page he had to flip. Bakugou impatiently nodded along with every page he flipped, glaring at the student as if didn't hear him just say: ‘I'm in a hurry'.

Eventually, the assistant reached the page he needed and tapped with his finger on the first note he scribbled down. "Tamashiro Shinta," Danno slowly read out, "He wants to go over the plans for the renovations for the agency. Remember you-"

"-Yes, yes I remember now." Bakugou rubbed the folds between his brows with his thumb and index finger.

Lately, appointments had been piling up on him. The Pro Hero used to be very careful with filling up his schedule, knowing that when he first opened his agency he worked himself close to a burn-out. So excited to finally be operating as an independent Pro, he took on every meeting, every interview, every shoot and every bit of hero work that there was to do around his agency. Carelessly running around with a chicken without a head from location to location. Barely giving himself room to breathe and let stand rest for a minor moment.

One time, when he inevitably fell ill from not getting enough hours of sleep, he came close to dying on the job. At when he thought were his last moments he thought about home, and he was disappointed in himself when he realized how in that week he was rarely ever there. He couldn't even remember when he last ate at the dining table.

From that moment on Bakugou stopped being a yes-man. Not only did he realize it would've been such a lame note to end his life on, he started seeing it wasn't doing others in his life good either. In an attempt to better his unhealthy managing skills he interned Danno, a young and bright business class second-year student from UA. He asked him to work at his side to help him go through a clear and organized schedule, day to day.

But it seemed like Bakugou had managed to fall into his old habits again, unintentionally nonetheless. He had been too distracted by preparing Uraraka for Congress abroad. He knew how heroes abroad could act standoffish and he had to prepare her for that. Of course, he also had to double check the reviews on the hotel she booked, if the internet connection was crap he was bound to lose his mind that week. And what kind of husband would he be if he didn't take the time to read and give feedback on every single version of Uraraka's speech she had emailed him?

During that time he now remembered letting a few things slide. Or so he thought. It seemed like everyone had taken note of the mood Bakugou was in and had taken advantage of that. Asking for new additions to the agency or a day off, but mostly squeezing themselves into his schedule. This whole week had been particularly stuffed, but today especially was a hectic day. Meeting after meeting. Everything could be run without him and needed his consent and input, which most of the time he lived for but that day he wondered if it was really that important. Did he really have to be at a two-hour conference about the usage of plastic stir sticks at the agency?

"I tried to reschedule with him, sir, since today was already a very busy day and I know you couldn't afford that. My apologies, I should have noticed this sooner and canceled a few things. But when I tried to you almost insisted to put the appointments in your planner so I didn't know what to do! I understand if you doubt my abilities now, because honestly? I am too, maybe I shou-"

Bakugou took the clipboard from Danno hands and hit him in the head with it. The boy instantly stopped his rambling and blinked at him with wide eyes. The kid sure reminded him over a certain someone. He couldn't help but laugh at it, something he really wouldn't have done a decade ago.

"That's enough blabbering for now. You know damn well you did what you could."

As he spoke to him something outside the conference room caught his eye.

A cup he hadn't seen before.

"What the fuck is that?" Bakugou squinted and pointed over his assistant's shoulder.

Danno peeked over his shoulder and squinted too. "Eh…Oh! Those are cups that came with the new barista machine that recently came in? You know, the one that's located on the third floor, with all the syrups and whipped cream?"

"Whipped cream?! Are you fucking…? God damn it."

How could he have not thought twice about a stupid barista machine? Out of all the request, he let slide, he didn't think he would let this ridiculous one slide. Those people should be satisfied with straight black coffee, like the rest of the sleep-deprived world. Who needs syrups and cream, that eliminates the awful taste that keeps you awake and in the moment.

Those sweet tooth morons.

Bakugou started putting on his coat and pushed past Danno. "Never mind. Tell Tamashiro that I'm afraid we have to reschedule."

"I tried to but-!"

Right before the Pro Hero could make a right to go to the elevators a man popped up out a corner. With a wide grin and an armpit full of blueprints, he went to stand in front of Bakugou, almost causing them to bump heads. Bakugou cursed under his breath. The idiot almost got himself blasted to the other end of the hallway.

Based off Danno's deep sigh he had a fairly good idea of who the man was. He looked as eager as he sounded on the phone.

The man hurried the blueprints underneath his other arm and stuck his hand out.

"Tamashiro Shinta. It's truly an honor to finally meet you Ground Zero! It's even more of an honor that I was picked to work on one of your very first agencies. I've always admired the structures of your buildings, honestly, quite an inspiration for me. I'm sorry if I'm rambling I'm just…"

Nervous laughter escaped from Tamashiro's mouth and now Bakugou felt even worse for having to cancel on him. Not only did he have to disappoint him by rescheduling right in front of his face but he also turned out to be some sort of fan of his. A super fan judging by how sweaty his hand was.

Bakugou had no idea how to deal with this kind of things. No matter how many fans he met, if it was on the street or during happenings like this, he still didn't know how to handle the situation well. He remembered so well that when he was still in school he practically dreamed of having a fan base and having people fawn over him. But now he finally had people that admired him it wasn't all that great as he imagined.

Fans cry, scream, come close to passing out, throw themselves at you, cry. What was he supposed to do with someone that was crying because he existed? The first time he encountered a fan who cried was at his own agency. The fan literally bawled her eyes out. Bakugou started panicking so hard he ordered Danno to call Uraraka for advice on the situation but all his assistant came back with was;

"My apologies Ground Zero but all your wife did was laugh."

And that was the thing. You couldn't say no to those people. You couldn't say no to someone that's so full of emotions because of you. So how was he going to reschedule with Tamashiro without making a whole situation out of it?

Bakugou let go of the man's hand after shaking it for an uncomfortably long amount of time and awkwardly started shuffling towards the elevator.

"Alright. I did not prepare for this meeting so how about we…" The Pro Hero stretched out the pause in his sentence as he rapidly tapped on the elevator button going down.

"No biggie, Mister Ground Zero, I came prepared for the both of us!"

Tamashiro slipped into the elevator before him and waited on him to step in. Bakugou tried to hold in his sigh and dragged his feet into the elevator. The doors didn't even close or the man started opening up his prints and showing Bakugou things that looked familiar since he had seen them before in his father's office but didn't look familiar enough to know exactly what he was looking at.

The architect's hands slid from one corner of the paper to the other as he muttered to himself.

"Ah! Tiles, what do you think about tiles? I was thinking we go a tint darker than the ones you have now?"

Bakugou watched the numbers of the floors go down. "Fine." He flatly replied.

"Expansion of the reception and waiting area?"

"Why not?"

"How about we add a little patio?"

"Fuck it."

"And concerning your office, I was also thinking about creating something involving your wife? Something that reminds you of her?"

The elevator dinged, having reached the ground floor and Bakugou was the first one to walk out. He turned around and walked backwards over to the exit of his agency.

"Good that you mention her because I have to go do something that involves her."

Tamashiro just about managed to worm himself through the closing doors and tried to run after the hero.

"Oh, I-!" He stammered.

"We'll reschedule. Or do whatever the fuck you want, the fuck do I know about patios right?" Bakugou shouted from across the reception area.

He made sure to check Tamashiro's face before he went through the revolving door. He let out a relieved sigh when he saw the guy determinedly stuck a fist in the air and continued to smile as wide as he had been doing the whole time.

Thank God for that little opening Tamashiro created because he still had no idea how to interrupt the guy. Bakugou put on his battle gloves and started speed walking, constantly shaking his watch out of the sleeve of his black trench coat as he did. Like he expected he didn't have that much time left and every time the analog shifted he tried to speed up his pace.

Bakugou took some shortcuts, paced through alleys avoiding the busy areas of the city. Soon enough the buildings got lower and less modern and he ended up in the older parts of the city, the part that was yet to be renovated. In this particular uneventful area, it looked like everything moved slower. As if every single person, every single thing even, took their time to do whatever they were doing. Not because it was particularly important, but because they knew there was no need to hurry. Time seemed to be infinite there after all.

It was the exact reason why he enjoyed bringing Uraraka to that area. It felt good to step out of their busy and hectic lives for a moment and truly enjoy each other's presence. Especially, when time felt like it moved slower there. Though they would only go for a walk or to a café for lunch, it would feel like they had spent the whole day together and it would leave Bakugou less frustrated with the workload he left behind at the office as he looked forward to spending more time with her later on that day.

After a bit of zigzagging, the Pro Hero reached the lane where a small flower shop was located. When Bakugou and Uraraka were still students, they interned at the same agency during their last year of high school. And when they walked to the metro station Uraraka always managed to make them walk past the shop. She would linger around it and admire the flowers that had been stalled out. Ogling at the vibrant colors and taking in the peculiar scent of all the freshly watered flowers mixed together.

There was one flower she could spend hours looking at.

The red roses.

The roses in the flower shop were always in their prime and we're a real eyecatcher. The blood red color being insanely engulfing, the stems with thorns that looked so sharp they could seep blood from your finger just from grazing them. No matter what new and exotic flowers had been stalled out that day, she naturally gravitated towards the red roses.

A hopelessly pining Bakugou decided to hand her one, one day after passing them by for the umpteenth time.

"I don't want to miss the train again, so fuckin' bring it with you, alright?"

Bakugou tried to cover up his romantic gesture with a poor excuse.

Though it was poor, it was a smart move. But the execution could have been a bit better.

Not only did he panic and take a rose by its thorny stem in a last minute decision. The owner of the shop also thought he was about to steal the flower since he had been acting weirdly suspicious for a while and took the rose in such a hurry.

There was a lot of shouting, cursing, and blood, but it was the start of something. A stupid stunt, that hadn't been thought through at all, it has led them to what they had now. And though Bakugou refused to admit it, he could be a big old sap, and so for every special occasion, he would get roses from the same flower shop for Uraraka.

Since being invited to a global heroine Congress as a special guest was quite the special occasion he had to stop by the shop, yet again.

Bakugou walked through the door and a bell above him jingled. He frowned as he couldn't remember the last time he met the door shut. He looked around the shop and heard rummaging from the back. The shop owner came out stomping with a baseball bat in his hands, ready to swing.

The hero raised his hands and gestured for the old man to lower the bat. When he recognized his face, he laughingly lowered his guard and leaned on the bat.

"Oh, Katsuki! Sorry if I scared you there," the man continued to chuckle.

He walked over to the check-out and took out a pair of heavy gloves from underneath and slid them over his hands.

"So, what's the occasion? Does the missus finally have a bun in the oven?"

Bakugou jerked his head back and choked on the air he sharply inhaled. He put his hand in front of his mouth and tried to hide the red flush that was spreading across his face.

"W-well, uh, n-n-not yet, Imada. Ochako has been invited as a special guest to speak at a global heroines Congress. She's coming back home in a couple of hours so…"

"Roses it is," The flower shop owner smiled, took out every red rose he had out of their buckets and walked back to the counter.

Bakugou nodded, walked over to the bat the man dropped next to the counter and kicked at it. Confused he looked at Imada who was busy making the bouquet. Without looking up he scoffed.

"Ah that," he exhaled. "See, Katsuki, the neighborhood is not what it used to be. People have started to take advantage of the quiet. There have been three robberies in the past month and the police have done squat about it."

Bakugou stayed silent and continued to kick the bat. He couldn't say it out loud but he did feel responsible for what had happened. His agency was the closest to this neighborhood and should've been responsible for the crime rate. Especially since the police haven't noticed that it has risen in this area.  

He laid a hand on the counter and drummed with his fingers on the top of it.

"Imada, listen. I should've-"

Before he could finish his sentence the glass of the door suddenly shattered. Shortly after two plant pots got shattered as well, the dirt they contained covering the floor. Whooping followed after the shots and overly loud voices came close.

Bakugou pulled Imada down behind the counter and listened closely to the voices that had now entered the shop. Another couple of shots flew through the shop and destroyed the vases stalled behind the counter. Imada cowered as the glass fell before his feet and shot a worried look at Bakugou.

"Hey, old man!" someone yelled from a part of the shop. "Did you really think we wouldn't come back just because you started swinging some bat around?"

The hero hung his head. He could make out about four different voices coming from behind the counter. Based on how many times the gun was cocked and the type of bullets on the floor it was safe to say there was only one gun involved. And the person speaking so cockily had to be the one wielding it.

God fucking damn it. They all sounded like punks. Bakugou was even more disappointed in himself thinking about how easy it probably was for them to get a weapon and carry it around in the neighborhood. But he had to put his feelings aside for a moment since they were young brats with a bit of nerve there was no telling what they were going to do. It didn't sound like they burst in with a plan, so they were bound to act recklessly.

Bakugou thought about the best course of action and he saw Imada's hand move upwards in the corner of his eye. The man took the plastic of the finished bouquet he and took it between two fingers. In an instant, the hero held on to his arm tried to hiss at him that it was the least of their concerns but he got shut up immediately by another bullet. It scathed one of the flowers and the petals fell among the glass.

Fuck.

"Oi, I see you there old man! Why don't you make it easy on yourself and come out?"

The delinquents gave them some sort of window. Perfect. Imada wanted to rise but Bakugou continued to hold on to him. Instead, he rose up his hands in the air. When they stuck out from behind the counter he heard the boys fall silent.

"T-those gloves…I recognize them from anywhere…" one of the delinquents said.

The gun cocked again. "Shut up! D-don't play with us old man. Come out!" The leader yelled. He stomped closer to the counter and came close to hanging over them.

Bakugou ignited his palms and sparked a few small explosions. The gun hit the floor and the leader scurried away from the counter.

"Fuck, it really is Ground Zero!"

"Forget this, we're out of here!"

Bakugou stood up from behind the counter, intending on not letting them go that easily but when he did he saw them standing, frozen, in front of the broken glass door.

"Uh, boss…We might have a bit of a problem." One guy pointed out.

The lane was slowly filling itself with cops running through and cop cars flying down the street.

"Did that old fucker really have to call the police too? And that many? Man!"

Bakugou walked over to the guys and kicked over the gun to the side when it met his boot. The delinquents instantly cowered as he came near, folding their arms over their head and squeezing their eyes shut. Only opened their eyes when they felt the hero push right past them. Bakugou stood in front of the broken door and squinted at the sudden commotion that arose in what seemed to be in a matter of seconds.

He stepped through the frame and halted one of the cops hurrying down the street. He turned the cop to face him, grabbing him by the shoulders, eyes growing wide as he realized who stopped him. Bakugou not having time for yet another freak out quickly forced his words out.

"What's happening? What's all the fuss about?!" Bakugou barked.

"A villain! Pro Hero Deku is already on the scene but he's having trouble with defeating the villain and preventing casualties, so we-"

Bakugou looked back at the bunch of delinquents that were gawking at him. He checked his watch, rolled his eyes and dragged the cop to them.

"Listen here. You bring these punks to the station, they tried to rob this shop and are carrying an illegal firearm, write that down somewhere. I'm going to go assist that dweeb."

"Erm. Y-Yes sir, Ground Zero, s-sir!" The cop saluted him.

The hero stretched his hand out. "Imada!"

The flower shop owner stood up from behind the counter and took the bouquet. He rushed over to Bakugou and put the set large set of roses in his hand. Quickly the hero promised to pay him as soon as he had the chance and left to go to the source of action.

Couldn't criminals and villains pick a better time to fuck things up?

Bakugou ran towards the screaming and the sound of collapsing buildings and sighed at the state of the area. Deku must have been fighting with last resort because the whole main street had been left in ruins. The guy was really pushing his luck with him. He couldn't tell him that he didn't know damn well that his agency would have to clean this mess all up, could he?

Before jumping right into the action he assessed the situation. There were indeed a lot of civilians that needed help. The villain looked like a bit of a challenge so Deku didn't have a choice than to focus purely on the battle since it would be the best course of action. The police were at a loss. It was obvious that they had been sitting on their asses for too long. They definitely needed his help.

Bakugou looked at the roses, then at the giant twenty feet tall bear-like mutant, and then back again at the roses.

He took off his coat. "For fuck sakes!" the hero yelled before blasting himself in the air with his free hand.

He landed on a piece of debris next to a roughened up Deku.

"Kacchan! Where did you come from?" The hero winced as he smiled and looked up at his childhood friend.

He got silenced by a bouquet of roses slapped against his face. "Doesn't matter. Came to clean up your damn mess," He threw the roses back over his shoulder. "Tch. This better not take longer than fifteen minutes."

Deku chuckled. "Ah yes, Uraraka is coming back today. So we're you two to join me and Todoroki for dinner on Sunday? We ta-"

"Now is not the time for small talk, idiot!" Bakugou avoided the hairy fist that came crashing into the debris he stood on. He held onto the ledge of a balcony and swung himself on the steady platform. Deku then nodded at him and jumped back into battle.

Without having to communicate with words the two went to work. Over the years they had fought many battles together and it did take them some very close encounters before they reached the stage of perfectly aligning their minds. They were one of the few heroes that were able to cooperate as they did and it was often fawned about by veteran heroes and hero fanatics online. Heavily speculated how it was possible for them to only have to share looks with each other to know what the other was planning to do.

Bakugou knew from the instant he met Deku's eyes that he had been getting frustrated, though trying to keep his smile it was obvious he was annoyed by the circumstances. From that moment on Bakugou had decided to take care of the civilians first, giving Deku the room to finish what he started. Though he really felt like beating a villain considering how terrible things had been going, he had no information on the beast. Deku was already more than aware of what he was fighting. Knew about the quirk and the weak spots. It would've been extremely stupid for Bakugou to get involved.

The Pro Hero Ground Zero blasted himself past the beast, as steady as he could with one hand and went to help every civilian that was stuck underneath rubble or trapped in buildings. The violent blasts caused a few petals to fall from the roses and scatter on the floor like a romantic trail. It showered over rescues as he tried to tug them from underneath half a wall and pathed the way for rescues as he aggressively pointed to an exit with his bouquet.

After scolding the police for their incompetence he gave them further demands to search for more people that needed help and then attended his attention back to the villain.

Deku was still holding back his attacks, still trying to mind the civilians in the area. Now those were out of the way it was time for some good old-fashioned brute force.

"Gah!"

And it looked like he had to deliver that. Bakugou winced at a Deku that got thrown into a building. The guy had been on defense and taking hits and got flung around for the longest of time.

Bakugou looked at the roses that were starting to become thinner and thinner. He ticked on his watch and the analog stick fell off.

He turned to of the officers.

"Hey you, what's the time?"

"17:12?"

The grip around the bouquet tightened and he blasted his way through the concrete wasteland to Deku. The hero coughed out dust and could barely keep his eyes open. Bakugou carried the almost lifeless body on his back and blasted them out of the building that was ready to collapse, landing meters in front of the villain. There he laid Deku who had slowly been coming to on the ground. Ground Zero shoved the roses against his chest and pointed at him sternly.

"If you ruin them, I will piss against your mailbox!" He yelled.

Deku clutched the bouquet and threw his head back. "That's a bit over dramatic don't you think?" He huffed.

The explosion hero rubbed his now to free hands together and sparked his palms. "You don't think I will do it?"

"Oh, I know you would one hundred percent do that, I'm just saying it's overdramatic."

Bakugou scoffed before blasting off. He maneuvered himself around the air now stable as can be and confused the bear-mutant by appearing from all sides. All that attacking had seemed to wore the villain out because the reaction time of them was considerably slower than when he first showed up.

It was going to hurt like a bitch, but he had to finish the guy off with a big move. He flew himself past a half-destroyed building and found a steady platform. There he only had a couple of seconds before the monster knew where he was and he took the time take a deep breath. After he emptied his lungs, he steadied his stance and shot a huge blast from his palms, which destroyed the rest of the building and crashed right onto the mutant. The heavy rubble only left them twitching and as the pressure got heavier the mutant stopped moving.

People started coming back out on the street, waving and cheering the names of the two victorious heroes. Bakugou tried to ignore the pulsing of his veins and hasted to Deku who had now stood back up and was waving at his fans. He grabbed the roses from him and inspected every flower.

Bakugou lifted the petals. "You know you owe me big time for cleaning your mess on my free afternoon right?" He murmured.

Deku nodded as he continued waving at the gathering crowd.

"I know."

Bakugou began walking away from the scene only to get stopped by another crowd that had been gathering behind him. However, this crowd seemed to consist entirely of journalists and cameramen. Microphones, recorders, and cameras went right into Bakugou's personal space as soon as he approached them. Flashing lights and rapid-fire questions all came his way. A dozen pictures per second and questions ranging from his unexpected appearance to what was on his mind during the battle.

He only cared to answer one question and it was to the latter.

"I only had one damn thing on my mind and it was to get these roses to my fucking wife. Now let me through, jackasses!"

The crowd in response fired more questions at him, but the hero bulldozed through them, glaring at every single journalist to make it known that was his first and final statement about today's battle.

Whilst wading through Bakugou had heard a journalist mention the time and he had exactly ten minutes to get his ass and the sad looking bunch of flowers to the other side of town. Which seemed impossible at this point since the whole road was blocked by the mess they created during the battle. He had no choice but to run to the nearest halt for public transportation and go on from there.

And Bakugou thought the nearest halt was a station, where he planned to jump in one of the taxi's and pay the driver extra to floor it. But he actually first came across a bus halt instead. He saw the bus approaching and decided last second to take it. Extremely out of place he sat in a very small bus seat, with his gift on his lap whilst everyone on the bus stared at the dirt-covered hero, including the bus driver in his rearview mirror.

Ignoring the stares and whispers, Bakugou panted, recovering from the sprint and tried to make the petals stand up firm again. Cursing under his breath as he realized that the sad bouquet was too far from saving, he gave up when getting close to the halt closest to his house. He put the roses to the side and went to press the stop button. Right before he went to smash it a little girl came up to his seat.

With a trembling hand, she clutched to a chair and tried to look him in the eye. Bakugou heard the whole bus hold their breath as the little girl lifted her other hand and showed him a notebook and a pen.

"Mister Ground Zero…" She began, her voice wavering heavily, tone unsure and full of nerves.

Bakugou had to choose between signing this girl's fairy princess diary or pressing the stop button in time.

It wasn't that tough of a choice.

"Sorry…" He began.

"…I spaced out for a second. What's your name kid?"

He couldn't say no after all.

Bakugou ended up reaching his front door a whole hour and twenty minutes later than he intended to be. If he was lucky Uraraka's taxi would have been delayed since they had to pass through the roughed up area as well. If he continued to hurry like he had been doing all day he could still put the roses in a nice vase and start dinner.

He raised his arm and smelled underneath his arm.

Maybe he should shower before starting dinner.

He fished the keys from out under his doormat since he had left in the pocket of his trench coat and opened the door. The sound of voices meeting him as he stepped into the hallway.

He didn't remember leaving the tv on this morning?

Bakugou walked into the living room and to his surprise saw his wife, sitting in her suit watching on the couch and watching the news. They were reporting the battle that happened moments ago. They had blown up his mean scowl all over the screen when they did.

"Ground Zero threatens to pee on Deku's mailbox during a heated battle in the city? More at seven!"

Uraraka turned around and saw a defeated Bakugou standing in the doorway. She burst out laughing, stood up and walked over to him with her arms wide open. She wrapped her arms around him loosely and kept giggling as she planted little kisses on his face. Bakugou let her affection wash over him, still confused as to why his wife was home already in the first place. He was so sure he had at least a little bit of time before she came home.

The woman rubbed the dirt off Bakugou's face with her ring fingers and dusted off his shoulders.

"Ah, it's so good to be back!" she sighed.

Bakugou looked at the clock hanging above the television.

"I thought you were supposed to be home at…Never mind. Welcome home Angel Face, I got you-"

"-Roses? I saw, sweetheart."

She took the flowers from his hand and looked at the butchered state of them. Bakugou averted his gaze from them, not able to stand to look at them anymore. He could barely look Uraraka in the eye. Not only had he mistaken the time she was coming home at but he also came back with a shitty welcome gift and no food on the table.

However, Uraraka didn't seem to care one bit. She laid a hand on his dirty cheek and placed a kiss on his lips.

"Thank you so much." She said softly.

Bakugou groaned and hung his head. He couldn't even be bothered to argue that this was the worst welcome home he could've given her. There was no way he had enough energy to go into discussion with Uraraka, a discussion he knew he was bound to forfeit anyways. He simply wrapped his arms around her too, closed his eyes and rested his chin on her head.

"Today fucking sucked. No, the whole fucking week sucked. I'm proud of you but never leave home ever again."

Uraraka took her head out from under Bakugou's chin and looked up at him.

"I've missed you too."

Bakugou opened an eye. "Really? You seemed to had the best fucking time there."

Her hand slid off his shoulder and traveled down his chest. Hand becoming a single finger which traced the outlines of his abs. She slid the finger into the waistband of his pants and pressed her chest closer against his.

"Want me to show you how much I missed you?" She whispered deviously next to his ear.

Uraraka pulled his lower half in closer by the waistband and pressed her thigh against his groin. Bakugou could feel her smile next to his ear and it sent shivers right down his spine.

"Or are you too tired after today?" Uraraka breathed next to his ear.

Bakugou gave her words a solid second of thought before picking her up by the hips, slinging her over his shoulder and walking to the bedroom.

"Tired? Me? No way. Why would I be?"

Writers note: beta reader: @kyuubaee

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Costume ideas for Halloween 2018: Ultraman

Up next for costume suggestion ideas are ones that hail from the Fandom of Light and the outer depths of space.

Ultra Nyan

Yeah, Yeah, you know I had to start with this one. But can you blame me? He is such a cute widdle kitteh! 

Now, there are several ways to approach the idea of Ultra Nyan: 

First is the mascot costume method, making a suit like the mascot used at the now defunct Ultraman Land theme park. There are plenty of online suppliers to help in this endeavor, just google “Custom Mascot Costume”  or “White Cat Mascot” to find a base template and modify from there using existing images, some carefully placed red clothing dye and a custom tail attachment and a button on the chest to finish it. 

Carry a plush. You could go dressed as a Japanese student such as Nyan’s owner Haruka (albeit a bit older) and make a custom homemade plush of Ultra Nyan to carry around in a basket, in a backpack or in your arms.

Catgirl maid. For hardcore otaku fans, one possible option is a Ultra Nyan maid outfit. Make a dress with the red and white patterns, get some red and white neko ears, a neko tail, a custom wig or hairdo and custom color timer and tail parts for the costume.

Dress up your kitty! Depending on the temperament of your pet, this could go well or very badly. But make a little costume using string and fabric and then show how cute he/she looks to all the trick or treaters who come to your door! Also, pro-pet costume safety tip, never use costume paint! That could make your cat sick or suffer badly due to skin irritation, not to mention it would be very hard if not impossible to get off.

Ultra Kaiju Girls

A spin-off of Ultraman, Ultra Kaiju Girls asks the weird question of what if Kaiju from that series were revived as cute humanoid high school girls. There are certainly a lot of options to chose from: King Joe, Zetton, Gomora, Eleking etc.

I suggest if this be your choice to research the spin-off material such as the anime, the translated manga by Seven Seas Entertainment and promotional art for designs. Search the lore of the Ultra Series and let your imagination run wild! Find your inner kaiju!

Super Fighter Ultras

Ultraman Mebius (equipped w/ Phoenix Armor)

Once upon a time in the 1990s, Ultraman tried to ride the wave of popularity of Dragon Ball Z by doing a similar shonen action approach in a spin-off manga and OVA. It was called Ultraman: Super Fighter Legend and its premise was that Ultras could now enhance thier powers with special battle suits (so a sort of precursor to Ultraman X). You’ll need: a pre-made Ultraman suit, sculpting tools or 3D molds, paint, LEDs and circuits and other assorted materials.

Don Shine

Ultraman Geed’s favorite superhero show character, an homage to heroes like Kamen Rider. 

Here is a sample cosplay outfit online, which you can either attempt to buy or use the images to give you a general guideline of what goes where during assembly. Alternatively, you could make some style changes such as creating a Showa style or early Heisei era style suit variant or even a female version. Hmm...a Dawn Shine, would be more Pretty Cure than Rider based on how that sounds. 

Crew GUYS uniform

GUYS SALLY GO! 

G.I.G.!

The defense force team of Ultraman Mebius.

For those not in the mood for arts and crafts and want a quick toku costume for a party, here is a good solution. Due to Ultraman Mebius having a presence in the west, cosplay stores are all but too happy to provide an outfit for you at semi-reasonable prices. Just remember the measurement sizing differences of East and West before purchase and be careful where you buy.

Ultra Cap

Something found on Pinterest, and its not a bad idea! Credit to creator Willaim Knowles.

The MCU’s Ant-Man was designed with Ultraman as a noted influence, so that begs the question of what would have happened if another Marvel MCU hero took inspiration from Japan’s most celebrated kaiju busting superhero. 

Some have done mash-ups of Kamen Rider with Cap (I’ve even seen one such cosplay up close at Japan World Heroes 1), but who is to say other J-hero designs couldn’t work for the Sentinel of Liberty? There are plenty of designs that can make an Ultra-fied version of Steve Rogers work. 

Free Possible Example: Mix elements of Gridman Sigma, Ultraman Chuck, (Or Scott), Tiga and a stylized variant of X’s Cyber Bemstar Arm Shield and you will have a prize winning costume!

Well, that is all the costumes I can think up for inspiration to fans this year, hope these posts inspired you to make your halloween exicting!

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Rockman.EXE Episode 20 Review.

Yaito’s weak bladder strikes again.

The day she almost couldn’t make it to the bathroom!

We start the episode at the tournament with Midorikawa announcing the battle for the semi-finals! Yay!

Only Rockman’s picture is on the screen, so everybody wonders who will be his next opponent. Or should I say opponents?

“Oops, forgot to display Blues’s picture”

Surprise! Rockman will be teamed up with Blues to fight Stoneman and Bombman! The ultimate tag team, or as Midorikawa calls it, the “BR Whirlwind!”

Everyone is excited for this announcement, but just then, Bombman and Stoneman decide to crash the party by reminding everyone of their superiority, again.

Looks like Wily didn’t install a “Humble” program into them.

However, Higure-san justifies their reason to brag since they can automaticaly use battle chips, instead of waiting for an operator to send the chip to the Navi.

Masa-san doesn’t agree with Higure-san and of course they have to start arguing about it.

This isn’t important, but it cuts to Midorikawa telling the audience to wait until everything is ready for the match.

So we move on to our heroes having a picnic outside, where they start to worry about Bombman and Stoneman. Masa-san decides to give Netto a pep talk by saying that he and Rockman have something that Bombman and Stoneman don’t, friendship.

Aww, but we can’t get mooshy over this, so we then have this funny scene.

This whole time Yaito has been eating with an annoyed expression on her face, and after this scene we finally hear why.

They actually think it’s a good idea since Enzan and Blues are strong, and Tohru even says that Enzan already has a fanclub, but Yaito doesn´t care for that since she is still angry at him for insulting her father’s company back in episode 14.

Their picnic is interrupted by mister sympathy himself, Netto says that he is looking foward to fighting with him, but Enzan just tells him to stay out of his way in the battle.

He tries to walk away but Yaito wont ignore the fact that he just insulted her company yet again, after trying to start an arguement with him she then challenges him to a Net Battle, but we all know that is never gonna happen.

Enzan, too cool to be a jerk.

This infuriates Yaito even more who decides she needs some alone time to releave her stress, and she leaves in the quickest and most stupidly rich way she could think of.

Must be one of those new hybrid limos. Was the choffer just wainting for her to give him a signal? The private jet was probably busy.

Shortly after this, Blues tells Enzan that he recieved a message from the president of his company, aka his father.

The next scene is the place where Yaito ran off to, a fancy hotel under the sea, where she washes away her stress with giant glasses of strawberry milk! XD

This scene was cut from the dub because, I’m guessing, Yaito sitting in a bar might make her look like she has a “drinking problem”. This is a joke of course, but you know how some people can get over “grown up” scenes like these.

As faith would have it, Yaito discovers that Enzan also happens to be at the hotel.

We then cut to Netto and Rockman, once again, in the trainning room practicing the Program Advance. A shot of Meiru watching them train is cut out in the dub.

Again, the power disappears before reaching its target, but they wont give up, so they keep practicing as we cut back to Yaito in her funny attempt to spy on Enzan.

She only ends up embarrassing herself by crashing into a table and running away. Enzan is done with his meeting and proceeds to the elevators, where Yaito just happens to be at, and for some reason she decides to hide inside the elevator behind a dinning car.

Her cover is blown by her big forehead, and also because Enzan isn’t stupid. She gets angry at him yet again and begins to yell. It’s almost like this episode is trying to ship these two.

Now we cut to some workers having a conversation.

Woops, but don’t worry, the coffee doesn’t damage the control panel, it’s when he tries to clean it up where he accidentaly presses a button that shuts off the power of the elevators, leading to a commercial break.

We come back from commercials with Yaito tightly grabbing onto Enzan’s arm.

Yeap, the anime wants to ship these too.

Enzan tries to call for help but the power in the elevator is off, and since he doesn’t want to miss his battle, he decides to use the dinning car to climb out of the elevator. All of this while talking to Yaito about him being in a business meeting instead of a date with a “hot blonde” like she initially though.

Enzan decides to leave Yaito alone in the elevator, since she herself said that she doesn’t want to “breath the same air than him”. This comes back for her in the form of all the strawberry milkshakes that she drank earlier, with a close up of her knees shaking being cutted out in the dub.

She then proceeds to follow Enzan through the elevator shaft, we cut back to the tournament where Meiru and the others tell Mariko-sensei that Netto still hasn’t mastered the program advance, they also notice that Yaito hasn’t return from the last time they saw her.

Back in the elevator shaft, Yaito is fighting her fear as she climbs the ladder behind Enzan, despite Glyde and Enzan telling her to go back to the elevator. She is too stubborn to listen but ends up screaming after seeing a shark outside a window since the hotel is underwater.

Enzan does the sensible thing and climbs down to talk to her, after asking her if she will keep climbing he tells her to open her eyes.

No wonder he has a fanclub.

After this tender moment, we cut to the tournament where Midorikawa announces that everything is ready for the match, and who are the first to appear at the arena?

Of course they could’t wait to brag in front of everyone again. This is starting to get annoying.

Back to the elevator shaft, Yaito is climbing the ladder with Enzan right behind her, luckily not looking under her dress, they start talking about Enzan’s father calling him to sign a contract at the hotel. Yaito suddenly slips, and after her shoe falls, she opens her eyes to see that Enzan caught her, he helps her get back up but loses something very important in the process.

Enzan, you are rich! How come Netto has a chip pack and you don’t?! You just put your chips in your pockets like a commoner!

Their luck quickly changes as one of the employees finds them.

“We can’t afford a lawsuit from both your fathers!” Now I feel sorry for the guy who spilled the coffee, he can lose his job over this. XD

Although they are saved, we can’t forget that Yaito lost her shoe! Oh, and Enzan’s chips too.

With both of them safely out of the elevator shaft, Enzan runs to the exit of the hotel, where Yaito’s special car arrives for him.

I share that same reaction, that was ridiculously fast!

I couldn’t help noticing that Yaito, despite having a PET, also seems to have a cellphone, which is weird because PETs are suppouse to be super evolved smartphones.

I’m surprise she didn’t peed her pants after those two scares she went through.

We cut to the trainning room with Netto and Rockman’s final attempt to perform the Program Advance before the match. Will this be it?

So... All he had to do was call out the Beta Sword?

Looks like they finally did it since Netto enters the arena excited and ready to take on Bombman and Stoneman.

However, Enzan hasn’t arrive yet, leading to Midorikawa announcing that if he doesn’t appear in the next five minutes he will be disqualified and Netto will have to face Bombman and Stoneman by himself.

I didn’t skip anything, this is literally what the clock shows after Netto says that. The clock showed five minutes and then it jumps to two minutes!

Everyone waits, the clock is now down to 16 seconds, Netto is about to give up until he hears footsteps. Enzan finally arrives with only three seconds left.

That was the quickest countdown I’ve ever seen!

“It was like the anime was trying to ship me with an eight year old girl, can you imagine?”

Speaking of said date, Yaito leaves a bathroom (with the bathroom sign shot cutted out in the dub for some reason) and asks Glyde if Enzan made it in time, Glyde tells her he did and that she aslo received a message from him. He shows her the mail in a scene that was compleatly edited in the american version.

This was changed to an image of an envelop on screen and then playing an audio message with Enzan’s voice. Yaito gets annoyed by this message and the episode ends with Bombman and Stoneman vs Rockman and Blues’s battle about to begin, setting everything up for the next episode.

I love how she calls them a Dream Tag.

My thoughts?

This episode explains a little more about Enzan’s character, despite being a pro and wanting to provoke Netto and his friends with his attitude, we get to understand why he acts that way. As we saw back in episode 14, Enzan comes from a rich family, his father is the president of a company that hasn’t been revealed in the anime yet. We also learn that Enzan is the vice president of said company and that that’s the reason why he had to sign a contract at the hotel where Yaito was. Enzan might seem like somebody who doesn’t care about anything, but we see that he does care about the tournament, we see him wanting to get to his battle on time, and he was willing to climb the elevator shaft just to be able to get there on time.

Just picture, an eleven to twelve year old boy forced to be the vicepresident of a company, his father is always working, mother absent or dead, he can’t eat outside without giant bodyguards because his rich, and is probably homeschooled because he doesn’t socialize with other kids his age. That would make anybody grumpy. Net battles seem to be the only thing he enjoys and he won’t let anything ruin it for him.

The anime tries to ship Yaito with Enzan since their company’s are rivals, even though they work in different areas. Enzan’s company is called IPC and it is a PET manufacturer company. Some sources say that IPC stands for “Ijuuin PET Company”, others say that the name is based on an old rival of Capcom, for which the rivalry between Gapcom and IPC would make sense.

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Between sales, bundles, and just wish fulfillment trying to take advantage of the VR I’ve been waiting half a lifetime for, here are the VR games on Steam VR that I personally enjoy the most, the ones that I use the most to share VR with others, and the ones I am most looking forward to. I confess that I am a lot less critical of VR-based games than games on other platforms. I still take VR as an experience first, and a game second. This is not something I expected, just something that I discovered.

My Personal Favorites:

Digital Combat Simulator (DCS) / IL-2 Sturmovik: Famous Battles Series / X-Plane

Right out of the gate I’m cheating with three titles at once.  Since you are inside a cockpit instead of directly out “in the world,” I assumed flight sims might not be the most thrilling VR experience. I am happy to admit I’m wrong. If you are flight-sim inclined, these are three fantastic, high-end titles with built-in VR support. There are others, but these three are (currently) the best. X-Plane is one of the top civilian flight sims on the consumer market, and has a ton of third-party support – but not all third-party aircraft support VR. Do your homework if you get a plane for VR use. IL-2 is a fantastic World War II combat flight simulator well-optimized for VR, and it now includes early access modules for tank combat and World War I aircraft. It’s hard to express how awesome dogfighting in a biplane cane be in VR. Last but not least, DCS is pretty much the one to beat for hard-core realism in mid-to-late 20th century air combat. While there are a handful of easier, lower-fidelity modules (which don’t work as well in VR because the cockpits aren’t interactive), most of the aircraft are study-level sims with almost every switch, dial, and button realistically modeled, and the weapon systems and flight models painstakingly created to simulate things as close to real life as possible. The result is amazing, if you have the time and patience to actually learn how to fly a sophisticated fighter jet. It also supports some aerobatic / trainer aircraft and World War II aircraft.

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Skyrim VR for the PC is fantastic, if a little clumsy because it wasn’t designed from the ground-up for VR. But it’s beautiful, and fighting a dragon in VR is absolutely amazing. Stalking through the dungeon with a bow, ready to shoot a necromancer in the neck is similarly an awesome experience I’ve dreamed of since childhood. If you are a fan of VR and RPGs, just get this one. It’s also compatible with most mods.

Beat Saber

Okay, I wasn’t going to let this one go. At all. Beat Saber has sold a million copies, making it the highest-selling VR-only game out there (I think). Many people have already heard about it even if they haven’t played in Virtual Reality yet. My best way to describe it is “Dance Dance Revolution with Light Sabers.” You hit the incoming blocks in the right direction, timed to music, getting points for your accuracy in slicing them in half.  Sounds simple (and it is), but it can be crazy hard at high levels. If you have VR for the PC (or PS4VR, or the upcoming Oculus Quest), you must get this game. It’s as simple as that. The game has been expanded on and has added DLC since its first release, all of which makes a great game even better.

Star Trek: Bridge Crew

In theory, this is a perfect idea. You get to sit at your station on the bridge of a Star Trek starship (including, now, the original Enterprise and the Next Generation Enterprise-D, besides the stealthy USS Aegis), executing your role to perform missions. ON BOARD THE FRICKIN’ ENTERPRISE. It’s got cool factor all over it from there. It’s magical. The one down side is that it plays best in multi-player, and assembling a team a good team can be challenging. If you have three other friends who have the game and can play at the same time (or even just a couple of friends), then you are golden. Otherwise… I haven’t tried to gather a pick-up game since it released, but my results were generally good, but one of the team was usually a little drunk, which made it funny, but not particularly successful.

Vivecraft (Minecraft mod)

Minecraft has its own built-in VR mode, which I’m sure is great, but it only supports Oculus and Microsoft Mixed Reality. I’m sure if they wanted to support SteamVR, they could, but so far… nada. Enter Vivecraft, a mod which solves the problem at the low cost of being a few versions behind the latest. As this was still several versions beyond where I’d last played, I got to enjoy the latest features and changes as well as being able to play Minecraft in VR. And let me tell you… Minecraft in VR is a whole ‘nother story.

Catch & Release VR

Okay. This is a totally stupid game that I’d be totally stupid to buy and play, and I still can’t help myself but spend a bunch of time sitting on a chair pretending to fish with my VR controller. Especially after a long and stressful day at work. Don’t judge me…

BoxVR

If you want an excuse to play VR games, this is it. It is a fitness-boxing trainer, ignoring any actual competitive boxing in favor of teaching you (I believe) boxing technique and then having you max it out in a DDR-style experience that will build up the right kind of sweat (not the “I’m feeling sick” kind) in no time.

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These are the games that I like to use to introduce other people to VR. Beat Saber was already mentioned – it’s still a crowd favorite.  Sometimes just showing someone the main menu cave of Skyrim VR is a better approach. There are a few experiences–not really games–that are also good for introducing someone to VR. The Blu is a classic. Apollo 11 VR also shows the power of VR as an educational tool. Google’s Tilt Brush is another one that helps people “get” VR.

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Superhot VR

I didn’t play this game until the VR version came out. Be the hero in an abstract-world action movie, moving at “bullet time” to fight off bad guys with guns, throwing knives, or whatever little objects happen to be at hand. It’s incredibly fun, and the heavily stylized world makes the imagined violence a lot cleaner. I heard that the VR version of Superhot has finally outsold the original. I’m not surprised. I’ve only played the VR version, and I have a tough time imagining how the game is played without it.

Paranormal Activity – The Lost Soul

For those who can stomach the tension and scares, Paranormal Activity – The Lost Soul is good and creepy. I haven’t played it enough to comment on its gameplay, and I don’t know how it’s non-VR cousin is. But taken as a spooky experience with puzzles and so forth, it’s fun.

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Honestly, I don’t have as much time to play as I wish, and I have several games that may become favorites once I get a chance to really give them a good test run. Project CARS 2 and Redout are racing games that are made much better in VR. VR Dungeon Knight was an early favorite, but it has changed substantially since I first played it, and I haven’t played it enough recently to really get a handle on the new changes. Or, like, go through more than a single dungeon without dying. Island 359 is a chance to play “Jurassic Park” in VR, and Arizona Sunshine is the zombie apocalypse VR experience that you didn’t know you always wanted. I really haven’t had time to give Elite: Dangerous a fair shake, but every time I play it I am thrilled.  I never really came to grips (pun intended) with the controls in X: Rebirth – VR Edition. I should probably give it another shot.

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Original Release Date: October 1988 (NA)

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The funny thing is, not all of these stories came out of the minds of American creators. As infatuated as Westerners were with Japanese culture in the 1980s, Japanese were equally head-over-heels with the United States. Thus, we have Ninja Gaiden, a game that somehow started a successful franchise in spite of its main redeeming trait being just how stupid it is. Initially released in North America in 1988, it's a side-scrolling beat-em-up in the style of Double Dragon. One or two players guide their ninja character through stages based on major American tourist traps, dodging traffic in New York City, jumping across the neon-lit signboards of Vegas, and kicking Jason Voorhees look-alikes into the Grand Canyon. The story goes that your ninja heroes have been hired to take down an evil, sword-wielding descendant of Nostradamus named... Bladedamus. No, I'm not kidding.

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That Virtual Console port represents one of the few times the arcade version of Ninja Gaiden came to a home console. It was ported to a number of home computers in Europe under the title Shadow Warriors, and had a handheld port to the Atari Lynx. It was also included as an unlockable bonus game in Ninja Gaiden Black on the Xbox. It’s not hard to get your hands on this game if you really want to, but outside of its historical importance, I’m not sure what you would get out of it. I suppose we can thank Ninja Gaiden for introducing us to Ryu Hayabusa, but he was coming one way or another anyway.

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Original Release Date: December 9, 1988 (JPN)

Original Hardware: Nintendo Entertainment System

The NES version of Ninja Gaiden was developed alongside the arcade version, and although it shares a name and some promotional artwork, it’s a very different game. While it seems like both games came out of the same basic idea of a Japanese ninja in America, the NES version quickly ditches the garish Americana. Only the first level and its boss encounter show any signs of the American setting, and Ryu’s journey takes him around the world by the end of it all. The arcade game was chasing after the hot side-scrolling beat-em-up genre, but on consoles the platformer genre was much more popular. There was also no real need to shake down players for quarters, so the development team could take a marginally gentler approach to the difficulty. Well, they could have, anyway. 

To be fair, Ninja Gaiden does pull its punches early on. After watching a very cool opening cinema showing Ryu’s father falling in a dramatic duel, the player is tossed into the game’s first level. It’s pretty much a straight horizontal shot to the end of the level, with a few obstacles and enemies placed in the way to teach the player the basic mechanics. At first, the player isn’t required to do any climbing, and every enemy comes at Ryu slowly from the right side of the screen. About halfway through, it turns up the heat a little, with speedy enemies approaching from the rear and structures that the player is forced to climb in order to proceed. It’s extremely likely the player will take a few hits along the way, which will teach them how Ryu flies back when he takes damage. Almost every item you can encounter in the game makes an appearance in the first stage, too. This is as much of a tutorial as the game is willing to give you.

The first boss is also quite the softy. He slowly marches toward the player, stopping every so often to swing a couple of times with his machete. He’s short enough to jump over, and his weapon has a shorter reach than Ryu’s Dragon Sword. If you happen to get too close, ducking will put you underneath his swing. It’s almost impossible to lose to him unless you really haven’t come to grips with the basics of controlling Ryu. After beating the boss, you’re treated to another dramatic cinema scene, setting the pace for the game to come. 

Cut-scenes like these were a rarity at the time, and although the story is completely absurd, having it depicted with such detail grants it a much bigger impact than the equally silly stories of other games of the time. This emphasis on dramatic camera angles and moody settings makes a bit more sense when you find out that Ninja Gaiden was among the first video games worked on by a young Masato Kato, who would go on to work on the scenarios of games like Chrono Trigger, Final Fantasy 7, and Final Fantasy 11. A superb soundtrack by Keiji Yamagishi and Ryuichi Nitta accentuates the ever-changing atmosphere that the game builds from level to level. Like many of the best soundtracks of the era, the music sets the beat for the player’s actions throughout the game. Most of the background music has a frantic quality to it that has you on the edge of your seat the whole time.

The second act starts off similarly to the first, having the player make their way out of a prison along a largely horizontal layout. The main difference here is that there are some small vertical elements and the odd bottomless pit. It’s possible that you might be knocked to your death if you play carelessly, but quite unlikely. Coming out of the prison into the fresh air, the game starts to show its true face for the first time. The ratio of safe footing to pits begins to tilt against the player. There are quite a few small ledges patrolled by enemies that lob projectiles at the player, requiring careful timing to avoid being knocked back to where you started from, or worse, into a pit. The only act of mercy on the game’s part is in how it spreads out the power-ups and sub-weapons in this stage. You’re usually given the most helpful possible item for the situation at hand, and furnished with plenty of magic points to use them with. Thanks to that, most players should be able to make their way through this act. The boss is quite similar to that of the first stage, albeit taller and with a longer reach. This requires a better stick-and-move strategy, but if you’ve made it this far, you shouldn’t have too many problems. 

An infamous enemy makes its first appearance in the third act of the game. To observers, it’s merely a bird, but to veterans of the 8-bit era, it’s a symbol of a thousand missed jumps and aggravating deaths. Its speedy, erratic movements can make it hard to take down quickly, and it’s almost always placed in positions where it can cause the most suffering. Where there is a tiny ledge surrounded by bottomless pits, there is the bird. Where there is a tricky jump, there is the bird. Where there is a seemingly safe, wide stretch of land, there are two birds. The combinations of enemies and significantly more dangerous layouts make the third act a real stepping-up point in terms of difficulty. By comparison, the boss is a bit of a relief. It jumps in a predictable pattern from one side of the screen to the other, occasionally firing a volley of bullets as it takes off. It’s a different challenge from the first two bosses, but once you pick up its pattern, it’s not too tough to take down.

In my experience, the fourth act is a make-or-break point for a lot of players. The first couple of stages aren’t too much harder than what you’ve already been through, though the ledges are smaller and patrolled by more dangerous mixes of enemies. Bats are especially annoying with their lazy parabolic movements, and it’s almost impossible in places to actually take them out permanently since their spawn point appears mid-air. You’ll also have to start dealing with speedy ninjas that drop seemingly out of nowhere. It’s the third stage of the act where business really picks up. If you haven’t learned the ins and outs of Ryu’s capabilities by this point, you’re going to get bounced around like a little pinball. Power-ups are place in trickier places, and magic points to power your weapon attacks aren’t nearly as plentiful. 

The boss of this act, Kelbeross, has the most random patterns we’ve seen from a boss enemy yet. He takes the form of a pair of dogs that leap around the room firing deadly balls of energy at regular intervals. Unlike the previous three boss rooms, this one has a couple of columns placed in it. They can be used as perches for Ryu, but it seems like they’re really there to make Kelbeross’s leaps harder to predict. One of the pair falls quite quickly, but the other one will put up a fairly good fight. You not only need to predict where his leaps will take him, but also keep an eye out for his shots. A good sub-weapon can make a huge difference here, provided you have the magic points to use it. Kelbeross isn’t quite as tough as the stage that precedes him, but he is the first boss to show any real teeth. 

Get past that boss, and you’re onto the fifth act. For the most part, there’s nothing here you haven’t already seen, but if you don’t hate birds by now, you will. One of the favorite tricks of the designers in this act is to throw a bird out as you’re leaping to a ladder. If you don’t react with precision, you’ll almost certainly get sucker-punched. This act also contains one of the first real moments of cruelty in Ninja Gaiden. There’s a section where you need to carefully drop and stick to the wall in order to jump to a lower platform. This is tricky enough on its own, but the game also tosses out a bird here just to mess with you. If you can get through there, the rest of the act isn’t too bad, but that is a sign of the game’s changed intent towards the player. The line is to be drawn here, and not much farther. The act culminates in an oddly anti-climactic battle against a character named Bloody Malth. He can call down lightning, and the very act of the battle taking place on a rooftop makes things much more dramatic. He’s also the first boss to get a cut-scene before the fight, giving this fight a personal touch the others lacked. He goes down easily enough if you get in close, crouch, and slash like a madman, though.

Up to this point, Ninja Gaiden is a tough game, but largely a fair one. The NES had a lot of extremely difficult games, but not many of those games were as highly-regarded as Ninja Gaiden. I firmly believe it’s because this game gives the player enough rope early on to really get into the game and its mechanics. You’re so invested by the time it gets truly vicious that you want to see it through anyway. Even with that determination, very few players see Ninja Gaiden through to its close, and the sixth act is almost certainly why. There’s a lot to break down here, but let’s start with a programming bug that the developers liked enough to keep in. Usually in this game, if you lose a life, you’ll start back at the beginning of the current section. You’ll lose a little progress, but nothing major. And so it goes in the sixth act, until you reach the final boss gauntlet. If you die there, the game sends you all the way back to where you fought Bloody Malth. It’s a long, draining road to make the first time. Every trip after that feels like it’s asking for another little piece of your soul.

The sixth act is really, really hard. Ninjas with jetpacks fly by, lobbing shuriken at all sorts of angles. Speedy little leapers scoot around, jumping erratically. Birds, bats, enemies with projectiles, leaping ninjas, and every other thing the game can muster is thrown at you in increasingly hard-to-manage combinations. The Whirlwind Slash weapon helps a lot here, but it chews through magic points far faster than you’ll earn them. Almost every second of the climb sees you assaulted from multiple directions, and bottomless pits are everywhere. It’s all very unpleasant. And it’s nothing compared to the last set of bosses waiting at the end.

Now, as we’ve established, if you die at the final boss, you’ll be kicked all the way back to the first section of the sixth act. One small bone the game tosses you is that any bosses you beat stay dead, at least until you have to continue. The first boss of three has a tough-to-read pattern, and he commandeers much of the chamber in which you fight him. Making things tougher is that he is not your actual target. If you have the right sub-weapon, things go a little faster here, but it’s still pretty tricky. If you beat him, you get the usual end-of-stage roll where your remaining magic points and life points are added to your score, leaving you with a fresh life bar and zero magic points. This is bad, because you’re immediately thrown into a fight with the big boss Jaquio. He’s easy enough if you have the fire sub-weapon and a stock of magic, but unless you die and crawl all the way back here after beating the first boss, you won’t even have a single magic point to your name.

If your timing is good, you might be able to move between his shots and get your licks in. It’s easier to take the cheap way out, though. If you time it just right, you can get Jaquio to knock you outside of the screen boundaries near the top of the screen, giving you a convenient perch from which you can attack and dodge. Short of taking the loss and coming back with a proverbial ninja magic bazooka, this is the only method by which I’ve ever been able to beat Jaquio. I guess I should just be happy I can still beat him at all. Take him down, and the end-of-stage rigmarole happens again, once again ensuring that you won’t have any magic points for the next fight.

Yes, it’s not over yet. You now have to fight the demon statue itself in its true form. This is a large, impressive-looking boss that uses the trick of having the enemy be a background layer. There are three targets on his body, and unless you foolishly collide with the statue itself, you really only need to worry about the predictable energy bursts it rains down on you. Slice up its heart, and you’ll finally get the ending you so richly deserve. Individually, none of the three final bosses are all that bad, but the gauntlet combined with the added restrictions placed on you make it really hard to persevere. The ending is awesome, at least. I don’t know what I would have done if I had fought my way through all of that only to get a simple congratulations.

Even with the nasty difficulty spikes and cruel change of rules at the end of the game, Ninja Gaiden is an amazing game. There are a number of reasons for that. The controls are tight, Ryu’s moveset provides the player with a lot of fun options, and the large amount of sub-weapons gives you an opportunity to form your own style. The presentation is outstanding, and the story at least makes an effort. The way the game eases you in so that you’re invested in overcoming the more difficult hurdles is also quite the clever trick. I imagine most people give up anyway, but the amount of nastiness the average player is likely to put up with before reaching that point is surely the mark of some sort of achievement.

Difficulty balancing is an issue the Ninja Gaiden series would always struggle with across its many forms. While the first game doesn’t quite nail it thanks to the final boss gauntlet, I think this is as close as any of its developers would get to a satisfying level of challenge until the Xbox revival. But I’ll explore that more when I talk about the other two games in the NES trilogy next time around.

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