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[endeverous]

I listened to Violent Things for the first time a little bit ago, and Goodnight, Socialite has inspired me in this spookiest of seasons

[transhawks]

i wish this fucking fandom would just TRY to learn about moral relativism. This righteous, unnuanced way of reading the post-Dabi Reveal plot around the Todoroki family and Hawks is just so absolutely out of wack and it's embarrassing people are still interpreting things as if it's early 2021 and we haven't learned anything.

[solarisii]

losing patience over myself and it's thoughts

[mctwilight-mcd]

Happy Easter!!!!

I’m making rainbow pants.

[endevwrites]

pity party

kicked in the face and my teeth scatter like pearls

I chuck them into the sea (stone's throw to the harbour)

they're happier when wet

pity party plays the monster mash

crying in the club with my zombie makeup on and white beads around my throat

I've hit my own gavel, I know I'm to blame

but I'm too busted to feel remorse without saying hi to my good friend the pit

someone's tied my shoelaces together and pulled the knot too tight

it's fine, I can hop.

(you come at me with your knives unsheathed and I don't dodge)

(the floor's owed a taste of my blood)

a girl with long nails scrapes down my arm, and the lines burn cold then hot then numb

I get a bandaid I don't use.

I didn't even bleed.

[endevdraws]

hello in there

[sweetest-hive-of-hearts]

Okay I’m not an anon and literally was just browsing your blog wolfy and idk if this anon still needs this BUT I DO HAVE EXTENSIVE FAE KNOWLEDGE DUE TO HYPERFIXATIONS AND HIVEMATES THAT I WILL SHARE SO PEOPLE CAN UNDERSTAND WHILE CRAFTING THEIR FAE STUFF BETTER!!(including YOU because I think you deserve this freedom without the extensive googling or reading 50 fae related books!!!)

the basics of fae is it originates from Scottish and Irish folk to my knowledge,(<- I am very very much an american white person with no known relatives in those groups so this is NOT 100% guaranteed as facts since I’m mostly going off memory)

however due to christianity various other cultural undead and such were shoved into this category- vampires, elves, goblins, pixies, changelings, spirits(essentially any/all “ghosts”), zombies, “dwarfs”(<- though I am againstusing this one due to them being an ableist type thing against those with the genetics making them really short compared to the average humans, they are technically counted as a fae,), bone fae/tooth fae(<- they’re essentially the same but different in size/what they eat, which is in their names,), kelpies, sirens, and mermaids(<- all three are a type of undead water creature originally!!!), (I imagine orcs and such are included too- though I don’t quite remember if this has any solidity to it) ectra ectra are shoved into this classification!! essentially anything that is/was in the uk and other such kingdoms/empires back in the day that were “God/Catholic(maybe the Christianity we know today as well? I don’t remember if it existed entirely back then and was worshipped publicly)” take over knight ordeal all those years ago that couldn’t be shoved as an “angel/heavenly thing” or “demon/hell thing” was shoved into “secret third thing(fae/the fae realm’s thing!!)”

I believe the specific fae that if you want them the BIGGEST/TALLEST would be an arch fae(which I believe originates from dnd and other similar tabletop rpg things)!- due to the fact from all the depictions as far as I’ve researched are essentially a mix of biblically accurate angel meets eldrich horror but in such a way you can JUST make it out to look like one or a few creatures you know(including humans!!).

However since this is mostly based on hyperfixation research plus hivemates who are fae/from the fae realm this is?? more of a sort of guideline I use when working on my own fae and fae adjacent things!!!

fae are a creature that the only REAL rule they follow/know is “is this natural or “man made?”(<- like iron and fire and such,) if it’s natural then do it/touch it!!(<- essentially what I learned to classify in my adhd/autism brain experience as them going “brain said so, so I do it”/“monkey say, monkey do” without any second thoughts or impulse control)” and so literally ANYTHING is possible as long as you keep that base rule and be respectful of the cultures those “fae” and such originate from and that it ALL ORIGINATED FROM EITHER ABLEISM(<- changelings and dwarfs specifically for this one are the ones I can point out on this) OR OTHER SUPERSTITIONS IF OUTSIDE IRISH/SCOTTISH CULTURES!!!

if you need more fae related nonsense (such as the magics including names/favors, fae circles, and other such things) dms and ask box is open on this blog and I’m happy to share my knowledge!!! :]]

Do any anons know if fae folk can be over eight feet tall? Asking for a friend, heh.

Uh

Calling the anons I guess AGSJSBD

[endeverous]

So Much (for) Stardust is out and I adore it deeply already

Done on black paper using coloured pencils, metallic marker, and pens. Physical media just felt right for this one.

[aiysan2]

Chapter 10 'Going Under' Dabi x Reader

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He saw you as an angel as his saviour. A person that could only have been created from light due to the purity you bestowed in his life. You brought him out of a dark place, helped him when he felt himself becoming emotional or deranged. You were everything he needed to live, and you left him.

'Cause of Endevour.

He hated that man with all his chest, he hated him more than anything, he wished that bastard was dead, he wished he had left him be, then maybe you wouldn't be so angry with him, then you wouldn't be trying to push him away with your indoctrinated rehearsed cult bullshit.

Maybe that strange doctor was correct and the only thing keeping his body intact was his hatred for his father, perhaps this was his destiny and he was ready to die achieving it.

He had no reason to live without you.

" Dabi you have brought your heroes," The Elder claimed, now awake with a bleeding gash at the back of his head, woken up by the fight. Touya was blinded by a deranged fire brewing in his chest, blue flames engulfing his body at the reminder that man existed in the first place. He touched the man, his flames growing hotter realising the man couldn't die silently he was a complainer till the very end.

Touya had his eyes on one person and that man was in the heart of the fray, commandeering the heroes into destroying your home. He thought heroes weren't supposed to attack civilians. 

"Hot!" Midoriya claimed, sharing a look at Bakugou then looking at the blue flame user, stalking angrily to his father, while his skin darkened, a sharp deadly smell of burnt flesh plucking at their noses.

"Fuck we can't get close enough to help!" Bakugou complained, the heat being too much as one of his grenandes exploded in his face, obscuring his vision.

"What's wrong with him why does he look so mad at Endevour,"

"Icy hot's going to help, I'm sure he'll succeed." Bakugou complimented, realising how upsetting the situation would now become.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Touya, turn off your quirk." Enji yelled at him, seeing the blazing heat crisp the wood of the surrounding cabins.

Touya ignored his father, he had become very good at it. He ignored him now more than ever as he got ready to defeat the satanic being that scared you. He would die achieving this, he didn't care if his body succumbed to the flames. He'd lost you and you were his everything, what would dying do?

Touya trudged over, his flames growing as his mind became more deranged, his skin drying and peeling from his bone, feeling completely gone. The milky white texture of his unmarred skin, becoming a ghastly scabbed texture.

Endevour became worried, fire stopped erupting from his body as his brows furrowed, he winced as the flames grew but ignored the way the heat burned him. "Touya turn it off now you're hurting yourself!" The man shouted as Touya drew his fist back, copying his father's technique for flashfire fist.

Enji Todoroki stood still, in disbelief his son would raise a hand against him. Then a bone chilling chuckle left Touya's lips, the demented noise startling the few heroes trying to get close enough to the boy, calling for fire based quirks to assist.

Shoto was the first on the scene, cooling himself with ice countering the blaze. He hadn't seen his brother so crazed, so irresponsive to Endevour of all people. Shoto was faster than Touya, he knew that he was better than Touya in every way and he knew that Endevour wouldn't have it in him to fight back when it came to Touya due to the guilt he felt for the way he turned out.

He ran between the two blocking Touya's view of Endevour the best he could. Touya seemed to be awoken from a trance staring at his brother with a deadpan look, annoyed he got in the way of him trying to kill a fly.

It was always Shoto getting in between him and Endevour, always involving himself in their arguments, always the reason for his change in relationship with Endevour, the reason he ran away, the reason he hurt himself, the reason he tried to kill himself, he was the reason, as of now, that Touya's resentment was growing.

" You always want to involve yourself huh Shoto?" He asked, his voice low and taunting, practically provoking Shoto to throw the first punch.

" Touya you need to calm down, we're here to save you," He ignored Touya's question finding no rational in engaging with his older brother.

"It's Dabi now you know. Changed it cause why not?"

 " Come back and you might have a lesser sentencing, turn off your quirk and you won't be in trouble for attacking heroes,"

"Me attack you?" He laughed, pointing around the commune, " How can I be the attacker when you have caused so much destruction? How can you call yourself a hero at this point, look at the families you've scared and I'm in the wrong?!" His voice raised, eyes clouded with delusion, " You're so fucking naive!" 

He lept at his brother, remembering how to make his flames get stronger, increasing them indefinitely as he stood above his toppled over sibling. Shoto didn't cease his ice, he needed to keep himself cool otherwise he would burn to a crisp. He didn't want to hurt his brother but he wanted to talk him out of doing something stupid.

He's not attacking 

Touya stood, but only produced flames, like he was in a suicide mission, waiting for the right moment to pounce, killing himself alongside Endevour.

"The people here are criminals. they are engaging in illegal activity, they aren't ordinary civilians and need to be arrested, force was only used as defence, we didn't attack first,"

Touya would've rolled his eyes, but his lids had already burnt into a crisp, he was unable to blink and it annoyed him he couldn't close his eyes to look away from his pathetic excuse of a brother.

"Thought you heroes were meant to do research on places before you barge in, the people here don't know that what they're doing is wrong they were just trying to stay away from you hero vermin!" Touya leaned forward pulling onto Shoto by his costume, his fist sticking his brother continuously with the intent to swell and bruise his face. 

Child of the devil. That is what you called him before you left, before you disclosed that you didn't want anything to do with him. That you wanted him to disappear from your life before he tainted you more. Touya wasn't one to feel guilt but he hadn't felt it more than this.

If he was a child of the devil because of his fire quirk then Shoto was as well and what would be better than getting rid of two demons at once.

Shoto's head swayed, he hadn't wanted to use this move since he hadn't perfected it yet but he felt like he had no choice. He meekly pressed his hands together fire and ice mixing together in front of him, creating a new cool fire one he had been training to use in case he encountered someone with a quirk just like Touya's.

"You think that's going to be able to affect me?!" He laughed again, pushing his palm against his younger chest to finish the job on him before moving to the pathetic Endevour who was still wallowing in self pity.

His fires grew hotter, his cheeks burning away while his stables stretched and fell of, his own skin creating beneath him while his anger grew.

"Youre being stupid, if you keep this up you're going to die Touya!" Shoto felt his chest ache, the thought of losing his brother again was awful, memories of his coma barely registered in his mind but he felt the gap in the house even though when it was filled it was harsh and violent. He loved his brother more than anything.

All he had to do was make the fire colder, make it so cold, that Touya's fire cant compete at all. then and only then will he be satisfied that his brother will make it out fine.

Touya had so much that had to be said, so much he wanted to tell his brother and father before he took away all their lives, but that became difficult when the muscles holding his jaw shut withered away. 

His jaw hung loose now, swaying with every whip of the head. His irritation grew with his anger, a copy of his fathers hell's spider shooting out and attacking the heroes trying to move closer to the two.

Shoto stood up, pulling Touya to his chest before using his fire to lift them both into the air, if they were going to die, he had to at least make sure Touya didn't have the range to injure other people. 

He locked his hands around his brother, twiddling his fingers together before using his phosphor technique. Dabi thrashed like a child, his flames growing hotter and hotter, Shoto hissed feeling his costume and body succumb to the flames. He needed phosphor to get colder, to neutralise the fire.

" Why are you doing this, attacking your family?" Shoto asked, he was aware of the bodily harm his brother had done, but at least now Touya would listen. " We've tried to help you in several ways we couldn't put a stop on our lives because of you, he had to move on forgive but not forget. We never stopped loving you bro, we have always wanted you to be in our company, we want you home and I personally think you're really cool and if dad had spent money on a support item you would've easily surpassed All Might,"

Touya would roll his eyes right now, the time for sentiment wasn't now when they were about to die, but there was something in his words that seemed so familiar. That reminded Touya of home, a warm place in his heart that just wanted his family to love him.

Shoto sensed the lack of concentration, using Touya's distracted state to cool his flames, Touya's skin frosting from cold, his flames being neutralised in the sky.

" What would Y/n say if she saw you doing this to your family?"

Touya would've asked, how Shoto knew about you if he wasn't so hypnotised by the mention of your name. Beautiful, perfect you who wouldn't see any right in the way he was acting. You would scold him for hurting himself and his family, then you would tell him to repent for just having negative thoughts. You would be angry at him, you wouldn't look at him like you loved him or hated him, you'd hold a look of disappointment or apathy, hurt that he broke the promise he made to you to never act on a violent dream. 

He was yet to ask what your dream was.

He allowed the ice to surround his body, cooling the singeing skin before all the meat left his bone. He exhaled deeply, remembering how calm you made him feel, how your presence alone transformed him into a better person. 

You'd see him as pitiful

He succumbed to the fatigue that was filling his body, realising he may die and not be able to give closure on your final argument. He realised he was harming his younger brother who hadn't done much wrong, that his anger towards his father was well deserved but he shouldn't harm himself because of it.

Shoto noticed his brother become limp though he wasn't far, his body not used to using this new technique had been worn this, both of them plopped down from the sky. Two flecks of dust falling headfirst. 

Bakugou caught the frost bitten Touya, disgusted by the way his face looked, dumping his body at the feet of the still panicking Endevour whiping his hands like he touched dirt. Midoriya caught Shoto a small smile on his face realising he had beaten his greatest nemesis and could finally breathe freely.

He plopped the younger brother next to the older one, smiling at the pair as they lay in the grey soil, he felt great joy in the fact they had reconciled. He was happy for the two of them, he knew that even though everything wasn't perfect it would be better and they would at least be content.

Endevour kneeled in front of his children praying to the god he didn't believe in, thanking him for bringing his children back to him begging for forgiveness for his actions as he wept saying if they both survived he will give up anything they wished.

He truly was beaten down, he held both children in his arms, Touya held delicately like he would fall apart if moved to much and truth be told he probably would.

Endevour sobbed, clutching them tightly and begged for forgiveness.

"Im sorry for everything I put you two through."

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[himbos-hotline]

i dont think hes using them the way that like other people do, ya know the "theres no love there, he doesnt care" cuz with hangman. everthing he does is BECAUSE he cares, he cares about everyone else apart from himself, and hes been becoming the very thing he swore not to become all those years ago since his death match with mox

I think he's kinda using them as a form of protection, theyve always been his home even when he wasnt a part of the elite, theyve always thought about one another and hanger seems to constantly be thinking about them- the turned around picture in the bte episode old dirty photograph and "theres a lot I need to say to them...him", the weird obessiveness over kenny to the bucks when him and kenny were a tag team, less in a "if i cant have kenny, nobody can" way but in a "if kenny sees that im not good enough, hell leave me and so will them." also Matt is always the one to be the one to poke and yank at the wounds theyve left on Hanger, those cuts the the elite have given him. "do you remember ME? do you remember US?" Matt always seeing himself at the like, most important in hangers eyes. Fuck, the bucks are the reason why hanger was chosen for the bullet club and then WHY he is in aew- THEY CHOSE HIM. and even if hes not purposely or logically thinking about that, he KNOWS that. Hangman isnt stupid, hell he was with the bucks when the break in happened, its very to get deep into hangmans brain, to lodge yourself in their you hurt his family. Much like with matt, if you want to like, become a thorn under his skin,a knife that matt just cant reach, you use and hurt nick. If you want to get into their brains you hurt their family.

The bucks are still hangmans family, and theyre not good people but theyre not bad people either. at least not in the simpliest definition. theyre complicated and its hard to explain while im currently sweating my tits off, but hanger isnt like "abusing the bucks trust" he is just as scared as they are, just as nervous that he is regressing, hes drinking again and self isolating exactly what we saw in 2021 and thats what FTR prayed upon and the bucks saw that and were direct vicitims of Hangman being mentally abused so in theri minds theyre trying to someone...make it better, prevent the same thing form happening despite them knowing that its a hopeless endever. Theyre never ending pushing a bolder up a hill, theyre getting their livers pecked out by birds but none of that matters, if that makes hangman happy. if that means that he, even if its just subconsiously, he knows that theyre the place he can run too

[foxonrollerskates]

@pulim-v

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[silverynight]

Endev-whore better not cause Izuku trouble, or I'm gonna throw hands! >:(

Everyone will probably throw hands if that happens.

[endevwrites]

but I took it anyway

hollow supposed-tos ringing like a steel ball dropped down a tube too long and dark to see the other end

I feel nothing

and I cannot say how bad I wish I was anything but numb

in dreams I've felt it (and how pathetic, I say of myself, that after all this time it's only in my sleeping mind that I can feel desire)

that golden happy glow that feels behind cold glass to me

my stomach turns and my fingertips are blue

I cannot bring myself to walk in through the door.

what if it doesn't fit me?

(I've tried it on. it never has)

what if no one wants me?

(untrue, I know, but belief is a different monster)

what if I want no one?

(the big red button I've had my elbow on forever.)

my body is a tool is a playground is a toy and I forget that other people need to feel things I don't before they use theirs

a friend in my arms is easy

surely in my bed would be little different

more weighted, maybe, but my legs are strong. I can carry heavy things, or leave if it gets to be too much

but there are things I feel too close to alone in not being built for

put together wrong

teddy bear with half her limbs

someone could still love her, of course; she's not messed up enough to throw away

someone will love her, eventually. you're just not the one who will.

five hundred cuts and most of them my own

just proud to have made it this far intact

and wondering, always wondering, if the next step onward will be where the engine finally dies

one more door slumped against and pushed open, creaking, to find something I loathe myself for needing to reject

one of them has to stick, eventually. it's just never going to be the next one.

supposed-tos chasing at my heels and telling me to wrap my hand around my chest and crush it like a pop can

comparison has thieved my joy

and my heart forgets that it can be anything more than at the bottom of the trench

[this-lovely-universe]

"I have zero clue. Maybe I'll get friends on the quests cause I don't have any besides Elektra, Cooper and Amelia. And Cooper and Amelia are Roman so, you know, it's pretty skim pickings here..." She took a sip of her slushie.

"I guess I'm getting burned? or at the very least metaphorically..." She trailed off. Why did they always have to be so vague?

Finley gently knocks on the door.

“Hey, I have slushies and some questions. Can I come in?”

(Continuing on from Saturdays(?) open starter if that’s alright)

Ariadne opens the door. “Those who come bearing the gift of food is always welcomed in the cabin of-“ She said dramatically before slumping. “art. They really need to make an oracle cabin.”

[aurora567]

Pandora's Gift Ch. 1

Summary: MHA AU omegaverse where everyone is aged up. Bakugou Katsuki X female OC

Sakaki Shinzuko a formal omega UA class mate finds herself working with two old friends and alpha's. Will love blossom?

Warning: this story will contain mature content such as but not limited to sex, cursing, blood, violence, breeding kink, ect.

Word count: 3264

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High school had been rough. It was hard enough working hard to get through the best of the best hero course in the area at UA. Throw in the joys of a teen body and hormones that came with a second gender and life at times was horrible. Especially if a person was an omega. Such was life as a teen for Sakaki Shinzuko. Her name seemed befitting as the woman had always been a quiet soft spoken child. When she found out she was an omega it was rough, but it only drove her determination up as she was certain she would make it into the UA hero course and become an omega hero with no need of an alpha partner. It was a bit rough at first, she had to train harder than everyone else.

But if she said she regretted it she would be lying. She made amazing friends during her years at school, had nice rivals who were also clearly aiming for that number one spot in the future. But it kept school exciting and life was never boring while going through high school. Even though the suppressants she was on during the years took a toll on her body she didn't care she did all she could to suppress her secondary gender. Few among her classmates knew that their classmate was an omega and that's how she liked it. Especially with alpha's like Bakugou Katsuki, he was hard enough dealing with on a daily basis before he would have thrown his superior gender into her face. But aside from the angry Pomeranian the rest of her class had been great.

Sakaki had actually stayed in slight contact with a few of her classmates after they finished school. She had worked with Midoriya and Uraraka once or twice after the two had moved over to work in All Might's old agency. Yaoyorozu had followed Todoroki over to Endever's old agency as he was took it over. She had heard the stories of Bakugou and Karishima having started their own agency. Which still surprised Sakaki. She always saw their friendship as a commensalism symbiotic relationship. She really couldn't see what Kirishima got out of the deal. Bakugou on the other hand had someone who kept him grounded and from just blowing everything and every one to pieces. Kirishima was the friendly face that smiled and waved at people. Bakugou tended to scare people off, it almost reminded her of Endeavor in that aspect neither pro hero's were good with people. Denki had worked with them but she heard rumours he left to go team up with Shinsou but she wasn't sure if that was true or not.

So imagine the young woman's surprise when she walks into her bosses office one morning to retrieve her latest mission to learn she was about to team up with some old classmates. Miruko had looked so pleased when she informed her young up and coming top employee of the news expecting the girl would have been happy to hear she was working with old classmates. Yeah the ear twitch from the bunny woman gave away her disappointment when Sakaki had remained as stoic as always. She remembers the older woman pouting telling her she was no fun. There was a reason the young woman had picked Miruko to work under and it wasn't just because the female alpha was understanding but because she didn't want to work with any of her old classmates.

She had known she couldn't stay on the suppressants her entire life and she had no desire for her old classmates to know her secret even with Yaoyorozu and Uraraka being the only two people she had ever openly told. Though she had a feeling by now Midoriya had to know since Uraraka told her boyfriend everything. But the man never said or treated her differently and she thanked him for that. But still she worked hard to get into an agency away from her old friends, somewhere she could more freely be herself. So of course when the mission was handed to her she tried to decline. But apparently Miruko was having none of it, a desk even ended up flipped over in the heated discussion before Sakaki was dragging her feet out of the office with the case file in hand.

So here she stood staring up at a rather large building, it was bigger than she anticipated for such a new agency. She expected something smaller and more simple but this place very much resembled Miruko's agency. Taking a shaky breath the dark haired woman walked up to the front doors of the agency pushing them open before walking towards the front desk. Her heavy combat boots barely made a sound as she walked up. Her dark hair was pulled back into a long ponytail. She wore the black skin tight spandex suit that had no sleeves and was low cut in the back and the front. The legs went all the way down to her ankles clinging to every inch of her body. She was in her hero uniform, after all this was business related and she really had to hope that neither alpha would recognize her. The mask she often wore around her face hung down around her neck though she really contemplated putting it on before meeting either man.

The receptionist didn't even seem to notice the newcomer among the empty lobby till Sakaki cleared her through which had the poor middle age woman behind the desk jump and turn wide eyes towards her.

"I'm here to speak with Red Riot and Dynamite," she said, simply getting right to the point.

"Do you have an appointment?" Of course she should have expected the question but she still blinked her eyes softly at the receptionist.

"God damn it Miruko!" She hissed under her breath expecting the woman had not called ahead and booked an appointment and just told Sakaki to show up at this time and hoped for the best. But it seemed at the mention of her boss the receptionist came alive apparently now expecting her.

"Oh Miruko sent you! That's perfect please follow me," the woman said, jumping to her feet and taking off at a brisk walk. The heels of the beta receptionist clicking along the tiled floor of the lobby filled the air as the omega hero quickly followed the woman as she had been instructed to.

"Red Riot is out on patrol at the moment, but Dynamite should be in training room 1," the woman was quick to inform her of where and what both men were doing. It didn't really surprise her to learn that Kirishima was out on patrol and Bakugou was left behind. Actually the thought almost made her snicker thinking that the agency probably had to limit the angry pomeranian's people time so he didn't get into trouble. Nothing like having to keep your angry little dog on a tight leash. She almost felt sorry for Kirishima.

The receptionist didn't even knock as she just walked right into the training room. It was rather large with a lot of open space in the middle. Some weights, boxing equipment and other workout equipment lined the walls. The sound of a punching bag being slapped around was the only noise that filled her ears. Though it was the heavy musky smell in the air that made her light headed. It almost reminded her of the smell one would have clinging to them after enjoying a night around a campfire cooking marshmallows. Smokey, woody, with even a hint of sugar seemed to sweeten the scent ever so slightly. But this wasn't some faint scent, it was overpoweringly strong. She nearly reached for her mask wanting to protect her nose from the invading smell. It made her head spin and her mouth water. She remembered the scent from high school but it seemed to only have grown more potent in the nearly 8 years since she saw the classmate last.

She hadn't even noticed the receptionist walk away from her and start to call out to Bakugou till the noise of the punching bag taking a beating stopped. Sakaki forced her body to move and catch up to the woman as they approached the blonde. To say she was surprised to see him was an understatement. She almost barely recognized her old classmate. He had really grown up, though that bright blonde hair and those crimson red eyes were still the same. He had grown taller, she hated how he had been taller than her before but now he towered over her having to easily be well over 185cm tall. It almost made her feel short, still being the same 170cm she had been in middle school. He was not as thin as he used to be in high school, his shoulders had grown broad though his waist was still a bit tiny but it created a rather nice form for him.

And that scowl was the exact same as when he was in high school. Seemed the explosive boy was still a scowling, unhappy, yelling person. Still the angry little pomeranian she remembered. Though with the glare he shot at her she almost wished Kirishima was there to keep the man on his leash.

"What the hell do you want?" He barked, turning his attention and anger to the poor beta receptionist. But she seemed completely unfazed by the man's outburst of anger at her. She probably was well used to it having to work for the asshole.

"The hero Miruko sent has arrived," she said, though realized quickly she had never even asked her name.

"Pandora. It's nice to be working with you Dynamite," she said as those red eyes turned their attention to her and she watched his lips press together as it seemed his scowl only grew darker.

"I agreed to work with Miruko. Not some damn extra!" Bakugou roared, turning his anger once again to his poor secretary. Wow Sakaki wondered how many he went through in a given year treating them so poorly.

"I am sure Miss Pandora comes highly recommended if Miruko decided to send her. The files are on your desk containing the information that had been sent over earlier this morning," the older lady said before turning on her heels and just walking away. A little rude but honestly Sakaki couldn't blame her, being that way was probably the only way to deal with Bakugou.

And it seemed that was a normal interaction for the two as the blonde just scuffed. No more yelling or screaming, hell he didn't even cuss the woman out. Well that was an improvement from high school. But now that angry look in his eye was fully turned to her. Great, now she had to deal with an irritated alpha.

"Go back and tell Miruko I am not working with some halfwit extra. It's her or no one," he growled at her. His pheromones and anger sent a shiver down her back as she refused to step back. Thanks to training with Miruko she had gotten good at standing up for herself especially against alphas but it was still hard pushing that instinct to submit down. Especially now as the room filled with his scent. Her head spun and it was hard not to reach up for her mask. It's actual purpose was to help with these issues and help keep alpha pheromones from affecting her so badly. But she took slow breaths through her mouth to try and help as she stood tall before Bakugou.

"Listen! I am not happy about this any more than you are. But if I go back to Miruko without being able to tell her we are working together she's going to kick my ass," she hissed and Miruko threatened to cut her insurance back and not cover her scent blockers which Miruko didn't have to pay for but did through the agency. But she wasn't about to admit that to Bakugou. Her reply only seemed to aggravate the blonde as his top lip pulled back and he stomped towards her.

"I don't give a shit about you. Go back and get Miruko and bring her here!" He growled trying to intimidate her, she was sure.

"And I'm telling you. I am not going anywhere. You are stuck with me till this stupid mission is over," she refused to back down to the blonde. Her own top lip pulled back to growl back at him as she looked up at him. Fuck he towered over her as he nearly curled over top of her trying to force her to obey him and submit. And it was hard every fiber of her being wanting to lick her lips and flash her neck to him and submit. But she refused to allow some stupid instincts to control her body.

It seemed the duo was in a stalemate, neither one was willing to back down as they each stood tall. It wasn't till the sound of the door to the training room opened that both heads whipped over to take in the sight of Red Riot returning from patrol. Sakaki released the breath she had been holding. Damn it she wanted to run over and through her arms around the tall red head.

"Bakugou you can't go around picking fights with other agency hero's. That's not very manly," Kirishima said as he walked in spotting the blonde man he called his best friend. Bakugou now turned his scowl and bad temper over to his friend who didn't even bat an eye. Sakaki had a feeling that the really nice receptionist called Kirishima as soon as she left the young woman alone with the angry blonde.

"Shut up shitty hair. You know I only agreed to the mission because of Miruko," Bakugou growled at his friend.

"Then take that up with Miruko. In the meantime I'm not going anywhere," Sakaki hissed before turning to Kirishima flashing him a warm and friendly smile. Or how she missed the large red head. He always had been a great guy. And she would never understand why the hell he put up with Bakugou at all.

"Please don't let him get to you. He was really looking forward to working with Miruko and her agency," Kirishima flashed her an apologetic smile. That only seemed to piss Bakugou off as he yelled at Kirishima to shut up.

"Don't worry about it," she said softly, trying to bite back the urge to admit she was well accustomed to Bakugou's outburst from high school.

"Kirishima Eijiro," Of course Kirishima had to go and be a gentleman and introduce himself with his actual name and not his hero name. Well fuck Sakaki had really hoped she could of avoided giving out her real name as she liked it better when people did not know who she was.

"And that growly man is Bakugou Katsuki," Kirishima said, also introducing the angry pomeranian since both her and Kirishima knew the blonde wouldn't introduce himself willingly.

"Sakaki Shinzuko," she said, trying to sound as friendly and warm as she could even as she watched both men blink their eyes taking in the sight of the woman before them before it seemed they both realized why she looked so familiar. She had really wanted to stay quiet about her name. She liked it so much better when people from her past didn't know her. She worked hard to stay out of the spotlight and remain hiding on the down low.

"Sakaki... Shinzuko?" Kirishima rolled the name off his tongue slowly as if rolling the name in his memory since he knew it before his face just lit up like a kid at Christmas. Really wasn't hard for him to remember the girl from high school. After all she really had not changed much. She bulked up a little but still kept that lean figure she always had no matter how much she worked out. Her hair was longer now than when it was in school. And her costume had changed a good bit but other than that she was almost surprised that neither had recognized her. Okay Bakugou not recognizing her wasn't a surprise. The man saw everyone around him as extras and paid them no attention so of course he wouldn't remember the quiet girl who studied hard and really didn't make much of an impact throughout school.

She let out a surprised squeak as large hard arms had suddenly lifted her off the ground in a large bear hug, quite literally Sakaki was pretty sure this was the equivalent to hugging a stone bear. She was easily lifted up over a foot off the ground. The action surprised her as she didn't expect such an action. But then again maybe she should have. Kirishima had always been a warm soul who tried hard to be close with all his classmates. The complete opposite of Bakugou. How the two were such good friends she still never truly understood and felt she never would.

"Kirishima," she called out his name softly when he didn't instantly let her go and seemed to have buried his nose in her hair. She was starting to sweat. She had on pheromone blocker patches to hide her scent but still being this close made her nervous.

"Oh yeah sorry about that. It's been so long. So you're working over at Miruko's agency?" He asked as he gently placed the woman back down on her feet allowing her the chance to step back and crank her head up to give him a small smile.

"Yes, I started there shortly after graduating from UA. I've been there ever since," she admitted, not seeing any reason to hide it now.

"Well you must be pretty good if Miruko sent you over," She knew Kirishima was just being nice and complementing her. But still she wanted to correct him and say Miruko was just passing off a job she didn't want to have to do, too her. But she bit her tongue not wanting to say anything.

"Not at all. But now isn't really the time for catching up. I read the file on the way over. Seems rather cut and dry. Small time criminal loop dealing drugs and your basic illegal firearms. So why am I here?" She was quick and to the point. She wanted to get away from the two alpha's sooner rather than later. Especially since all she could feel was Bakugou's hard glare digging into the back of her head ever since she introduced herself. Though it was nice that the angry pomeranian had stopped barking for the moment.

"Yes well that's how it started out. But we have some new intel. We have learned that there is a new drug going around. Although the criminals we have been watching are not the creators, they have started to distribute it. Criminals are getting their hands on some pretty strong quirk enhancement drugs," Kirishima was quick to give Sakaki a simple run down before telling her he would get her more papers to read over. Seemed simple enough quirk effecting drugs where a pain to deal with. Was one thing when they only lasted a few minutes but apparently one that lasted an hour had been perfected, or was being well tested on people now and being distributed. That was a problem for hero's who had to engage criminals on the drugs.

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