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Yall dont know how happy I am that we got ONE LAST TOKOYAMI AND HAWKS PANEL
those two are such an underrated duo. I wish there were more fanfics of them
#literally such potential on the brother vibes#The Goth and the supportive older brother who just goes along with it#and THEY'RE BOTH BIRDS#man im so sad that people don't really make many mentor & prodigy fanfics anymore. I love the familial aspect of those#they give me so much serotonin. and the found family plus hurt/comfort is an addicting combo#like Fatgum and Amajiki#Deku and All Might#Shinso and Eraserhead#(to be fair Eraserhead with literally any student but Shinso is TECHNICALLY his prodigy specifically)#hawks#takami keigo#keigo takami#fumikage tokoyami#tokoyami fukimage#follower 7 speaks#mha spoilers
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Obsession
(Age 13) Mirio attempts to phase his hand through the dummy and gets his hand through just fine, but gets stuck trying to get his hand back out.Â
âDamn!â Mirio exclaims.Â
He activates his ability again and manages to get his hand out.Â
âCome on, youâve got this.âÂ
He keeps trying to get his hand in and out of the dummy but something keeps going wrong every time he tries. Either he only gets his hand partially in, partially out, he activates his Quirk too much and he loses his shirt. Heâs getting continually more frustrated which is making his Quirk work even less. Itâs a Saturday, so he spends the day training. Itâs getting dark and he has no intention of stopping anytime soon.Â
âMirio!âÂ
Mirio turns and Tamakiâs running up.Â
âWhat are you still doing out here?âÂ
âIâm training,â Mirio answers.Â
âCome on, we need to get inside.âÂ
âJust a little longer, Tamaki.â
Mirio turns back towards the dummy and his vision tilts. He sways and he feels someone grab his arm to steady him.Â
âThanks, Tamaki.âÂ
âCan you walk?âÂ
âI think so, but I thought that I could practice more.âÂ
âAdrenaline crash?âÂ
âThat or Iâve been ignoring it for a while.âÂ
Tamaki helps Mirio up to his apartment. Mirioâs dad scolds Mirio for being so reckless and Tamaki stands a safe distance away.Â
âAlright, come on, boys. Letâs have some dinner.âÂ
Tamaki walks next to Mirio, who seems to be walking fine. After dinner, the two end up falling asleep watching TV on the couch.Â
(Age 15) Mirio practices phasing through the wall and sighs when he once again isnât as fast as he wants to be. Without thinking, he punches the wall.Â
âOw.âÂ
He waves his hand. He ends up punching the wall again with his other hand, but this time wasnât intentional. He punches at the wall at top speed and doesn't activate his Quirk fast enough. He keeps training but at a slower pace, so he doesnât damage his hands anymore.Â
âMirio?âÂ
Mirio looks up and Tamakiâs walking up.Â
âHey, how was training?â Mirio asks, putting his hands behind his back in hopes that Tamaki wonât notice the very bad bruises forming on his knuckles.Â
âIt was okay. Nejire followed me around and insisted that we be partners, but she was actually a good partner. I normally struggle more interacting with people, but working with her was easier than I thought it would be. How about you?âÂ
âNot as well as Iâd hoped it would be,â Mirio answers truthfully. âThough Sir says that once we get our licenses, he wants me to come work with him.âÂ
âThatâs good. It means you already have a work study lined up,â Tamaki says, then grabs Mirioâs arms to look at his hands. âMirio.âÂ
Mirio sighs, but heâs still smiling. âI know, it sucks. Iâm gonna get better though.âÂ
âNo, thatâs not it. You shouldnât push yourself too hard. Youâre gonna get hurt.âÂ
âIâll be careful.âÂ
The two head off to their internships. Nighteye sends Mirio on patrol with the sidekicks since he has meetings, so Mirio happily chats with them while theyâre out walking. They come across a mugger who runs upon seeing them. Mirio chases and he runs into a building. Mirio phases through the wall and makes his hand tangible to punch the guy.Â
He pulls his arm back through the wall and turns towards the sidekicks, beaming because he managed the attack. âGot him.âÂ
âAre you okay, Mirio?â Centipeder asks.Â
âYeah, why?â Mirio asks.Â
âYouâre bleeding,â Bubble Girl answers, pointing.Â
He looks at his arm and the white of his suit is getting stained red.Â
âI donât really feel it,â Mirio says. âIs that concerning?âÂ
âDefinitely. Come on, weâre gonna get you checked out.âÂ
Mirio and Bubble Girl head to a clinic, leaving Centipeder to deal with the cops and arrest, and luckily the clinic isnât busy. The doctor looks over the injury and sighs.Â
âYeah, itâs what I thought. This injury is common with heroes. You overused your Quirk. Some Quirks donât have regular drawbacks, so you donât realize that youâve overworked yourself until your body canât physically handle it anymore. The more it happens, the worse it gets. You need to ease up on using your Quirk until your arm heals.âÂ
âI will,â Mirio says. âThank you, sir.âÂ
âYouâre welcome. Weâre gonna give you something for the pain so hopefully it eases before the adrenaline rush drops enough that youâll notice.âÂ
âThanks.âÂ
The doctor walks out with Bubble Girl, so Mirio looks at the bandage. âOverworking my Quirk?âÂ
Once heâs cleared, Mirio heads home and Tamakiâs waiting.Â
âHey,â Mirio says.Â
âDid you get hurt on patrol?â Tamaki asks, closing the distance and grabbing Mirioâs arm gently.Â
âYeah, I overused my Quirk apparently.âÂ
Tamaki looks concerned, but doesnât comment. They head in to have dinner with Mirioâs dad.Â
(Age 16) Mirio runs at the wall at top speed. He phases through it without tripping up and comes out on the other side without phasing through the floor.Â
Tamaki claps. âThatâs really amazing, Mirio. It looks like Nighteyeâs programâs doing well.âÂ
âYeah, itâs going amazing. Itâs perfect. I feel so much more comfortable doing it now.â Mirio smiles. âI really think that Iâm going to do well.âÂ
âOf course you are. You have enough determination by itself to get you pretty far.âÂ
âYeah, then we can work together.âÂ
Mirio holds out his fist and they fist-bump.Â
âI probably wonât be as great of a hero as you are, but Iâll try my best.âÂ
âThatâs all we can do, right? Wanna train before work study?âÂ
âSure,â Tamaki answers. âI have a move I wanna try.âÂ
The two spar for a bit. Mirio phases through a tentacle and lands in a roll.Â
âNice dodge, Mirio,â Tamaki says.Â
âThanks,â Mirio says, breathing a little heavily.Â
Mirio feels a sharp pain on his forearm by his elbow. He looks at his arm and itâs split open.Â
âDamn,â Mirio mutters.Â
Tamaki takes a hold of his wrist and is looking at the injury in a second.Â
âWhatâs happening, Mirio?â he asks as he puts his jacket over the wound and applies pressure.Â
âQuirk overuse. Iâm okay,â Mirio answers. âIt just hurts.âÂ
âMirio, your skin just split open. That is not at all okay.âÂ
âYeah, we should probably head to Recovery Girl.âÂ
The walk is quiet and Tamaki keeps a hand on Mirioâs shoulder, keeping him steady. Recovery Girl heals Mirio as best as she can with his low stamina, leaving a scar.Â
âSorry,â Mirio mutters.Â
âCan you promise me something, Mirio?â Tamaki asks.Â
âYeah, what is it?âÂ
âPromise me that youâll be more careful. I know that sometimes you canât help getting injured, but this is too far. Promise me youâll take care of yourself.âÂ
Mirio gives Tamaki a smile. âI can promise that. I just⌠donât really know how to stop. This has been my dream for so long and Iâm finally achieving it.âÂ
âBaby steps. Iâll always be here to help when itâs hard.âÂ
Mirioâs smile widens. âThanks, Tamaki. It means a lot.âÂ
Tamaki pats Mirioâs shoulder.Â
âIâm really tired though so can we head home?âÂ
âYeah, of course. Youâll need backup telling your dad about this so he doesnât cry.âÂ
Mirio laughs, trying to hide the nerves. âYeah, thanks.âÂ
âAnytime.âÂ
They head to Mirioâs house.Â
(Age 18) Sir Nighteye, Izuku, and Mirio walk into the Fatgum Agency and Nighteye heads straight to Fatgumâs office.Â
âAre you okay, Mirio?â Tamaki asks, walking over.Â
Mirio nods. âYeah, Iâm good. I just got my head hit against a wall.âÂ
âThen the black eye?â Tamaki asks.Â
âOh, punched in the face. Deku got his head smashed through a car window.âÂ
âIâm fine,â Izuku says.Â
Kirishima jogs over. âWoah, Midoriya. Where did you get that scar?âÂ
Mirio looks at the two and Izukuâs sleeves are pulled up. Mirio glances towards Tamaki, whose gaze is fixed on the floor. Mirio walks over and puts a hand on Tamakiâs shoulder.Â
âSorry,â Tamaki whispers, so quiet Mirio wouldnât have caught it if he wasnât expecting Tamaki to be that quiet.Â
âDonât be. Itâs on me.âÂ
âWhat?â Kirishima asks, turning towards the two.Â
âThis scar is from pushing your body too far with your Quirk,â Izuku says. âDo you two have a bad experience with them? I know you have a lot of them, Mirio.âÂ
Tamaki shudders, then gets up. âI need a moment.âÂ
âTake your time, Tamaki.âÂ
Once heâs gone, Mirio looks back at the other two. âHeâs kinda sensitive about them since he saw my skin split open a couple of years ago. Weâve gotten to a point where he doesnât mind seeing them, but still not a fan of talking about them. He probably doesnât like the idea that youâre pushing yourself that hard either. Tamaki likes you guys.âÂ
Izuku looks at his arms. âIâve just always thought of them as marking my progress. That I still have a long way to go before I reach full power safely. I didnât think about the fact that most people wouldnât have had the same experience as me.âÂ
âYou mean with Recovery Girl?â Mirio asks. âBecause I got all of them after going to U.A.âÂ
Izuku nods. âI was also unconscious right after I got most of them.âÂ
Kirishima looks between the two. âYou two need some chill, seriously. Wait, does Bakugo have any of them?âÂ
âNo, Kacchan prides himself on pushing himself but not too far. He takes good care of himself,â Izuku says.Â
His gaze moves from his arms back up and he looks flustered.Â
âI didnât mean that youâre not good at taking care of yourself, Mirio.âÂ
Mirio smiles. âIâm really not. The only reason I function well is because someone taught me how to. I take care of myself for others.âÂ
âThat doesnât seem healthy,â Kirishima says.Â
âIt most certainly is not. Iâm working on it though.âÂ
Tamaki comes back in with Fatgum and Nighteye.Â
âWhat happened?â Fatgum asks.Â
âItâs nothing,â Tamaki answers.Â
âOkay, if you say so.âÂ
âWeâre done though. You guys can head home,â Nighteye says.Â
Kirishima packs up and he heads out with Izuku.Â
âIâm going to grab my things and then we can go,â Tamaki says to Mirio.Â
âYeah, Iâll be here,â Mirio replies.Â
Fatgum goes back to his office, leaving Nighteye and Mirio alone.Â
âSir?âÂ
âYes, Mirio?âÂ
Mirio looks at his hands, even though theyâre currently gloved. âAll of this was worth it in the end, right? Iâm good at what I do?âÂ
Nighteye puts a hand on Mirioâs shoulder. âOne of the best.âÂ
Mirio nods as Tamaki comes up.Â
âHave a good night, you two,â Nighteye says.Â
Tamaki nods.Â
âYou too,â Mirio replies.Â
Nighteye heads out.Â
Mirio slings an arm around Tamakiâs shoulder. âCome on. Weâre gonna get ice cream on the way back.âÂ
âIâm okay, Mirio.âÂ
âI know, but you deserve a break.âÂ
âOkay, if you insist.âÂ
âI do.âÂ
The two go and get ice cream. Once theyâre done, they head back to the dorms and meet Nejire, who talks their ears off about her work study. She also brought dinner with her, so the three of them eat together. After talking for a bit, they head their separate ways.
#whumptober2024#whumptober#no.9#obsession#bruises#my hero academia#mha mirio#mha tamaki#mha nejire#sir nighteye#bubble girl#mha fatgum#mha izuku#mha kirishima#whump#angst#hurt/comfort#whump writing#writing challenge
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talk about fatgum, Mint đ¤ tell us about how he yearns. tell us what goes through his head when heâs with her
cw: sex work mentioned, reader is bruised, implied abuse
He should be more concerned about you being seen coming to his apartment, especially when you're dressed like that.
"Mmm, I'm so glad you called." You gently close the door with your hip, hands full with a large brown bag and your purse. Your dress is short enough that he's afraid to see you bend over, tight enough that he can't help but watch. "Hope you like take out because I ordered a lot."
He's starving, of course. He's always this ravenous after a big fight, but he's been holding off for you. If he gains the weight and you end up figuring out who he is... he's not sure what the consequences will be. Nothing good could come from seeing an escort, but he can't keep you away.
You stride in like you belong here, placing your things on the coffee table before flashing him a smile. Then, you frown, comically big.
"Tai, baby, you look worse than ever." You reach over to his place on the couch and pinch his cheek. The little pressure aches, but not as badly as his chest does when you sound like that. "Is your nose broken?"
It's fractured up to the ridge, but it'll get healed tomorrow. "Just a little."
"Part of the job, I guess," you say, even though you don't sound convinced. You still think he's a boxer, spending his little winnings on nights with you.
"Don't worry about me." He reaches out and pats your side. "I'm just happy to see you."
You glow at that and Taishiro pretends it means something. He's not naive. He understands this is a business transaction to you, but he still lets himself pretend that this thing between you is something.
"Can I borrow one of your shirts?" You're already up and walking towards his bedroom. "This dress isn't comfortable."
"Second drawer down." You already know that. The real perk of being so tall and (normally) big is how cozy you look in his clothing. "I'll put on a movie."
"You're the best."
A couple minutes later, you're back, a comically oversized shirt acting as your new dress. Despite himself, he wonders if you're naked under there. He'll never act on it, he'll never expect or ask for sex from you during these little dates, but he can't pretend that his mind doesn't go there, especially when you bend down just like that and your neckline gaps-
A string of dark, uneven bruises trails down your bare chest. You're picking through the bag of food you ordered, none the wiser, but he's watching you, picking the spots that have been painted with concealer; the middle of your throat, a line straight under your jaw of both sides.
"You're bruised too."
You start at that.
"Yeah, well-" you inhale, then pop a dumpling into your mouth. You chew for a very long time, trying to postpone an answer. "Part of the job."
Again, he's not naive. He knows what men do to you, what you do to them. That doesn't bother him; what makes his skin crawl is the thought of their hands, closing a bit too tight, or coming down to make marks-
"It shouldn't be. If anyone's hurting you-"
"It's not like that." Suddenly, you settle down on his lap, feet tucked under one thigh. Your skin smells like saffron and sweetness, a hint of sweat underneath. Upclose, he can see your foundation is thicker than usual, poorly evened up over one cheek. "Here, say 'aw.'"
You hold a piece of food out by your fingers.
"I'm not hungry."
You sniff the air. "That's a lie-- come on, you're too skinny."
He hates and loves your little quirk, the ability to literally sniff out when something is wrong--
His lips close around your fingers for a moment longer than they need to.
"You're sweet." You say. "I wish all of my regulars are as sweet as you."
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Hereâs a thought â Fatgum isnât used to any part of himself fitting anywhere because heâs so darn big. When he finally pushes into you for the first time, heâs empathetic but not surprised how you struggle to accommodate him. Too tight. Over time, though, you stretch out comfortably and learn how to take him. Of course, every time you screw him after this revelation sinks in, heâs put into a state of utter (and grateful) shock that you can handle his mass đĽş
Tw; 18+, smut // Fatgum x fem!reader
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âOh, god, baby.â
His voice is always smooth and velvety in the morning â not at all like his usual tone. Early hours are magical like that; they rouse the most serene parts of people to exist in momentary peace. Taishiro barely has time to be himself otherwise.
Your boyfriend has been a hero for years. Heâs one of the best, and certainly one of the kindest protectors everyone knows. You couldnât be more proud to be dating such a powerful, caring man. After all, itâs not every day someone uses their inherited quirk for good. Recently, the presence of villains has only gotten worse. Thereâs a dire need for promising heroes right now.
Fortunately, you woke up with this precise thought in mind. The weight of society rests on his shoulders. What can you do the alleviate part of that burden?
You dip his cock into your mouth and suckle on its fat tip. Its bulbous and silky against your tongue. His slit is decorated with precum, like morning dew in the grass, giving you a refreshing treat when you start your task.
You lick him from his head to his base, taking your time to give his balls little licks and sucks of appreciation for the love theyâre about to give you. At last, you accept him into your mouth. You try not to choke as you take him. He likes it when your throat constricts around his girth, but not at the cost of you getting hurt. Youâre gradual with your bobbing â sensual. He notices your care with half-lidded, sleepy eyes.
âOh shit⌠gâmorninâ tâ you too, gumdrop.â
You snicker cutely around his package, sending vibrations down to his toes. He emits a ferocious moan when you cup his sack in tandem, giving his goodies a deserved massage. You can feel him pulsing beneath your tongue. Thatâs your cue to pull out.
Gingerly, you make your way back up to his tip. You slobber along his length, not daring to break the trail of saliva between your lips and his head until he gets his fill. He marvels at how utterly sexy you look.
âCâmere beautiful,â he purrs. âGet on backwards so I can see.â
You do as youâre told. You back your pussy back so itâs hovering over his cock. You bow down to have his tip meet your warmth. He places a large hand on your ass cheek and uses his thumb to inspect your petals. He sinks the digit into your cavern and relishes in how your body trembles with need.
âMmm good girl. So wet from suckinâ me off how I like.â
He slips his cock inside next. Thereâs no rush. He doesnât need to be out the door for another hour; whatâs the harm in taking his time with you?
You regard him with sultry irises over your shoulder when youâre packed to the hilt with his thickness. The way your back is curved, accented by your bubbly ass cheeks, sends his mind into overdrive. Your lower lips are stretched around his mass so deliciously that heâs already prepared to bust a nut.
âI wanted to give you a good send off,â you whisper. âBut how âbout I stay like this for a bit and keep your cock warm?â
He canât argue with that. As much as his fingers twitch on your hips â his nails digging into your flesh merely to reel his impulses back in â he finds it calming to have you service him like this. The only thing that would make this morning perfect is breakfast in bed.
Thatâs for later, though; when itâs your turn to receive his send off.
#am I the only one who simps for fatgum tho#minors dni#tw smut#fatgum x reader#taishiro x reader#female reader
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Toyomitsu Taishiro(Fat Gum) x Reader Fic Recs!! (Tumblr/Ao3/Wattpad)
My Hero Academia Fic Rec Masterlist
100% USDA Lean Beefâ¨Â by  tustinjomimori (oneshot, fluff) Taishiro is Taishiro no matter how skinny he is. But it IS a surprise when you first see him after his fight with Rappa. [COMPLETED]
My First And Lastâ¨Â by cxsmicdxst (oneshot, fluff)[COMPLETED]
Lily Of The Valleyâ¨Â by KawaiiBatman (oneshot, flower shop au, fluff) Your hobby for baking, pulls people into your flower shop with the enticing smells of sweets. On this day, it entices your favorite pro-hero.[COMPLETED]
Helplessâ¨Â by DaftLittleOwl(oneshot, hurt/comfort)You can't stop wallowing in this pit, seeing no light at the end of the tunnel before you and yet getting so tired of the dark. Yet, as you keep trekking on, someone shines through the darkness you are surrounded in. He's so kind, so strong and seems to understand without having to pry.[COMPLETED]
Your friendly neighbor Fatgumâ¨Â by Dawnfighter07(oneshot, fluff)here is a wholesome request, a child of a single mom confuses fatgum with totoro and he just follows him like lost duckling.[COMPLETED]
fat chance!â¨Â by restwellsoon (oneshot, fluff)You learn about the real history behind bobbing for apples, leading to a sweet encounter / âOur young miss here assigns a name to each apple, usually the names of certain eligible bachelor heroes.â[COMPLETED]
Gazing/tumblrâ¨Â by @nyxdelanuit/NyxDeLaNuit (oneshot, jealousy, childhood friends) Taishiro couldn't stand to see you in another man's arms, but you had been his friend for so long. How could he tell you how he feels now?[COMPLETED]
Big, beautiful and nice / tumblr⨠by @dira333/ Fogfire(oneshot, fluff)Fluffy fic about Single Aunt/Single Mom Reader who starts working at Fatgum's Agency.[COMPLETED]
Everything needs a little workâ¨Â by Dawnfighter07 (oneshot, angst, fluff) You met Taishiro in school, being high school sweethearts you two married after you graduated. You had the picture perfect marriage really. You two never really fought and you both supported each other in your careers, him being the pro hero he is, and you being a support hero making gear for whoever had enough money. [COMPLETED]
out of reach⨠by @sleepybutwriting (oneshot, fluff)Your tall boyfriend is there to lend a hand when things are out of reach.[COMPLETED]
fatgum x reader⨠by @faulty-writes (oneshot, fluff) the reader has never seen him without his fat and when she does is she doesn't recognize him.[COMPLETED]
Fatgum Doesn't Know How to Flirt by @deleteddewewted (oneshot, fluff) Fatgum is an amazing person but he's not the best at flirting.[COMPLETED]
âjust take care of yourself.â by @pinkjeanist (oneshot, insecure taishiro, comfort, fluff)After his doctor tells Taishiro to slow his eating for his health, you start to sit with him while he eats. Talking becomes a good way to distract him, but it soon becomes his path to healing- and surprisingly, it does for you, too.[COMPLETED]
He Protec But He Also Atac by tustinjomimori (oneshot, fluff) You and Fatgum encounterq a villain while walking home one night. Fatgum does some hero-ing and you help, sorta. There's a cat involved.[COMPLETED]
Sweetheart by PlushRabbit(oneshot, angst, fluff)taishiro and reader gets in an argument and he says something mean to the reader and is extremely sorry for doing so and trys to fix it as best he could.[COMPLETED]
With or without the suit by SpecialN (oneshot, self-confidence issues, strangers to lovers, fluff) With everone else being dressed in their personal best at the party, Fat Gum begins to feel self-conscious about his looks. He tries to let it go, but when he meets you, he decides to impress you by changing into his slim form. If only he knew, you had already developed a little crush on the hero.[COMPLETED]
Seasons In Floralâ¨Â by Hey_Brittannia042 (oneshot, childhood friends to lovers, flower language, fluff) Time and circumstance pulled you apart from your childhood friend. What will it take for you to find your way back?[COMPLETED]
Crushâ¨Â by SheerXFiction (oneshot, fluff) You've got a big fat crush on Taishiro, but little did you know that he had another physical form. That knowledge set your heart over the edge.[COMPLETED]
Fatgum X Reader Coffee shop AU April Writing Peice by Logan_K (oneshot, coffee shop au, angst, fluff, hurt/comfort) You work as a barista and Fatgum comes in often and you both flirt a little but it doesn't go anywhere till one night he saves you from your jealous co-worker.[COMPLETED]
A Date? by HeroAssociation (oneshot) Reader just wanted an evening out. She didn't consider Fatgum coming to her rescue.[COMPLETED]
The Sweet Hero! by DeletedDewewted (oneshot, mention of boddy issues, fluff) Fatgum has been coming into your shop almost every week. You appreciated his support but as a pro hero, it was exhausting. You don't see how there was room to squeeze in a new friend such as Fatgum or even a relationship.[COMPLETED]
Fatgum Accidentally Eats You by  nerdelation8 (oneshot, crack lol)What the title says. Itâs lighthearted, silly vore, and youâre fine after he vomits you out.[COMPLETED]
A Harsh Meal [Fatgum x chubby fem!reader] â¨Â by Zobiiia(oneshot, angst with happy ending, reder has eating disorder) You and Fatgum meet by chance, and you start having a relationship. Everything seemed to be fine, untilâŚ[COMPLETED]
Confidence is Only Skin Deepâ¨Â by  Silverphish(friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, angst, fluff)your relationship with your best friend is thrown for a loop one day, and you must come to grips with these new circumstances as well as prove to Taishiro that you love him no matter what form the golden-haired young man takes.[COMPLETED]
Such A Lonely Number by  IWillBeTheEndofYou (oneshot, fluff) You can't stay away from Fat Gum. You've caught him looking at you, too. It's just a lunch invitation.[COMPLETED]
Purge by tustinjomimori(oneshot, reader has ED, comfort, fluff) Reader has a secret they're ashamed of. But they also have the best boyfriend in the world.[COMPLETED]
A Shared Umbrella by PlushRabbit(oneshot, fluff) Baker reader x Fatgum!![COMPLETED]
#fic recs#fanfic rec#recs#fanfic#fanfic recommendation#fics#fic rec#recommendations#fanfiction#fanfics#mha#my hero academia#boku no hero acedamia#boku no hero academia#mha x reader#bnha x reader#bhna#bnha oneshot#mha oneshot#oneshot#series#mha fatgum#bnha fatgum#fatgum#fatgum x y/n#fatgum x reader#taishiro toyomitsu#taishirou#bnha taishiro
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BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST
Dabi
SWEET: Yan! Dabi x Fem! Darling
Yandere Headcanons (NSFW)
Soft (NSFW)
Head (NSFW)
Wall (NSFW)
Break (SFW but Dark Themes)
Crying Wonât Help (NSFW) ABO
Dirty thoughts
Do you masturbate? (Request!)
Jealous? (Request!) (SFW!)
Brat Tamer (NSFW)
Cold (Yandere Dabi x Darling)
Shigaraki Tomura
HAPPY HALLOWEEN (NSFW/NONCON)
MIND BREAK: (Dark NSFW)
Yandere Headcanons (NSFW)
Part 1: Time as a Darling (NSFW)
Part 2: Time as a Darling (NSFW)
Foot Fetish
Dirty thoughts
Do you masturbate? (Request!)
Jealous? (Request!) (SFW!)
Game Time (R) (Piss Kink) (NSFW)
Gross (Noncon) (NSFW)
Tenko Shimura HC (NSFW)
Dog (SFW ⢠Drabble)
Manners (Tomura x Fem! Reader x Spinner NSFW)
Spinner
Do you masturbate? (Request!)
Soft s/o x Spinner (Request!)
Jealous? (Request!) (SFW!)
Cuddle Me (R!) (NSFW)
Heat Haze (R!) (NSFW)
Manners (NSFW)
Mr. Compress
Gentleman (NSFW)
Overhaul: (I will not accept requests for him!)
Better dead than alive (Dead Dove)
Fatgum
Feel Better (NSFW)
Headcanons
EraserHead (Aizawa)
Cock Warming (NSFW) (Request!)
Aizawa x villain (humor/crack)
Before Bed (NSFW/Request)
Mirio Togata
Yandere Headcanons (NSFW)
Moderation (NSFW) (x Fem! Reader)
Happy Birthday (NSFW)
Shinsou Hitoshi
Yandere Headcanons (NSFW)
Katsuki Bakugo
⢠Growing Pain (SFW/Hurt/Comfort)
Keigo Takami (Hawks)
For Your Safety (Yan! Noncon!)
Post dividers/@cafekitsune
#BNHA#bnha masterlist#mha#mha masterlist#dabi#shigaraki tomura#spinner#Aizawa shota#Mirio Togata#Fatgum
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Yandere Mha x Scarlet witch Reader Part 2
Shout out to @lady-ashfade she helped me on the mount lady part (cause I didn't know her well)
Part 1
Part 3
Part 4
Hawks(Platonic)
I wanted to make a pt 2 cause why tf not and because I got more confident of doing the others hope ya like it!
â˘Hawks is more of a fun big brother and always hides Yandere's tendencies from you he doesn't let himself go too far or let you suspect his actions and would quickly reassure you
â˘he nicknames you scar for short for scarlet which
â˘Hawks is like a protective big brother he would secretly watch out for you at any time he can get and whenever he's out of petrol or is required to do missions he leaves a feather on ur clothes or in ur bagpsck so u won't notice
â˘Hawks is obsessive and protective at the same time he loves every single thing about you he loves to spoil you at any time he can get and when he does he always gifted you his merch heck one time he gifted you his own hoodie with his signature on it saying "Love you little gremlin đ"
â˘Hawks loves his fans but he's not hesitate to call them out to protect you if his fangirls try to harm you or harass you. One time he saw one of his fangirls push you out of the way and say rude remarks while trying to reach him that made Hawks pissed as hell and the next day the fans were all arrested cause of some rumors he made up
â˘whenever you tried of your classmates and teachers gushing all over you fighting to get your attention hawks would always swoop down and grab you after school away from ur classmates and teachers while they all glared and cussed him out and takes you to a secret place nobody knows (it can be an arcade, a garden your choice!) and the both of you would have fun until he had to take you back
⢠The UA teachers hate him and he loves to teach him with it by hugging you kissing you on the forehead and swinging you around in his arm with a sly smirk on his face
Nezu (Platonic)
â˘Nezu Knew you were special even before when he saw how you beat those robots with ease and now you'll use ur powers to make them explode ur fighting techniques were very creative yet very reckless cause it did caused u to get hurt he got so worried
â˘Nezu is the type of principal who would call you in the middle of the class for an important meeting when it's just wanting to have a tea and chat
â˘Nezu is like a fun uncle he's less strict than the UA if you ever get detention or in trouble and have to go to the principal he'll try to comfort you and let you know that ur not in the wrong even if you are at times
He'll let you know that he'll always be there
â˘Nezu would do a background check on you to make sure you weren't hiding anything
(sorry idk nezu much)
All Might (Platonic)
â˘All might is a very worried grandpa whenever he sees you hurt he would immediately go to the nurses office and brings you our favorite snacks 1st he has to see izulu hurt now you!? Give this grandpa a break đ
â˘All might would be so worried about you fighting or training so he'd ask Aizawa to lighten up the training for u or maybe he trains with you (Which it works kinda )
â˘whenever you're in the middle of class he would always barge in his big form just to see your cute shocked face
â˘Hes very clingy so clingy that mic and All might would have a war about it to see how much they know about you
â˘All Might and Midnight would team up with the rest of the teachers and adults so they can both spend time with you and share you
â˘All might LOVES to out little cards with praises with his merch on it (he does it to Midoirya too) saying "Good luck superstar!" or "Keep trying" you might seemed annoyed but deep inside it kinda cheered you up a bit
â˘He would try and secretly set you up with Midoriya like giving him advice about love and giving him the stuff to gift to you he would even be the third wheel to see if your hang-out was going ok
Fatgum (platonic)
â˘Fatgum LOVES to get you big bear hugs like ALOT of them whenever he sees you he runs up to you and hugs and spin around you
â˘Fatgum Loves to take you to uncle and niece's fun times he would take you to the carnival if it's around or those summer festivals but when it's not he takes to his and your fav restaurants
â˘This Dude is protective ASF whenever Fatgum can't be there with you he makes Kirkshima and Tamaki (Yes he's a Yandere too) to watch out for you just in case and promise to protect you
â˘Fatgum will also help Kirishima to get with you he loves seeing his intern student happy so he teaches Kiri about love and how things are "manly" he also teaches him how to be sneaky and not get caught with his yandere tendencies he teaches tamaki as well and wishes them good luck
â˘If anyone messes with you this dude will turn from a happy little goofy uncle to a serious threat he will suffocate that person until they turn purple and prob beat them up a bit and after that's done he, Kiri and tamaki would go comfort you
Mount Lady (Platonic)
â˘Mount lady LOVES to dress you up in the prettiest outfits and make sure you are comfortable with the outfits she chooses she also makes sure u choose as well and when u come out she will praise you like ur a famous fashion star on the runway
â˘She notices how class 1a and the teachers would always bother you and baby you and get mad (cause she wanna baby you too) so she would take you away with her giant size and walk away she loves seeing you in her big form you're so tiny and adorable!
â˘Mount lady would convince you to try to play and tease with your classmates you hesitated at 1st but you thought of how overbearing they are and now how clingy and overprotective they are so you agreed
â˘Mount Lady would teach you how to flirt, Tease and play with your classmate's hearts she would even give u fashion advice
â˘Mount Lady would go from a sweet gentle mother to a scary Feral mama bear if anyone touches you she wants to be the only one to touch, hug, and cuddle you
â˘Shes always despise the UA teachers trying to steal you away from her your her cub! And what kind of mama bear would she be if she let those lowlives mess with HER child?
â˘Mount Lady and Midnight are deadly enemies she hated hates Midnight would always cuddle you and call you Moonbean every time Midnight would get so close she suddenly appeared between the two of you and tried to distract you by getting you excited for ice cream and making you buy it while she has a little talk with midnight she also dislikes mic as well
"Go on little cub go get us ice cream while I deal with this pest~"
Next thing you know they're fighting while you excitedly wait for your favorite ice cream flavor
Should I add Yandere's big 3 if so should they be romantic or platonic?
#Yandere Ua#yandere bnha#bnha fluff#tw obsessive behavior#tw stalking#tw yandere#yandere Ua Teachers#scarlet witch#marvel
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Masterlist
Mha
Tamaki Amajiki-
Protective! Naga! Amajiki
Summery: Tamaki sends Mirio to keep you company while he goes to go something, but it doesn't go correctly.
Cheater! Tamaki Amajiki
Aftermath
Spoiled (soft yandere)
You refuse to sleep
You get hurt while training (short)
Bedtime (soft yandere)
Lazy day
Headcannons-
Some cute Tamaki headcannons
More Tamaki headcannons
Mentally ill reader
Bakugou Katsuki-
Yandere Bakugou - Safe
Summery: Bakugou babies you a lot, but finally gives you a chance to escape
Bakudeku x reader
Yandere bakudeku x reader
Fatgum agency-
Reader who acts a lot like amajiki who is loud and chaotic once comfortable headcannon
More headcannons of the one above this
Big three
Big three with a Tamaki like reader headcannons
Haikyuu
Kei Tsukishima
Cute Tsukishima headcannons
Obey Me
Lucifer-
He scares you/ accidentily-ish makes you fear him pt 1 pt 2
Mammon-
He scares you/accidentally-ish makes you fear him
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Here's everything I've wrote so far
Requests are open, if anyone has anything they want written â¤ď¸
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Pro Heroes With A Mogwai
Shota Aizawa X Reader, Taishiro Toyomistu X Reader, Rumi Usagiyama X Reader, Keigo Takami X Reader.
Requested: Anon
Request: OMG!! Your story of the LOV with a Mogwai was so adorable I loved it. đ may I please request one with the pro heroes? I honestly wouldnât trust Fat gum with the gremlin or Hawks It wouldâve been a disaster if one of them broke the rules? But that would be hilarious for the rest of us.𤣠AND OMG, can you imagine the chaos if the heroes (Shota, Fatgum Mirko, Hawks,) had to deal with a Mogwai? Oh my gosh, And they would look to S/O and reader just says âdonât look at me, I warned you about what was gonna happen so technically this is all on you?âđ they had no idea what they were in for.𤣠AND Iâm a little bit curious about how the pro heroes would deal with a gremlin on their side (I guarantee, fat gum, would break the rules by giving him snacks after midnightđ¤Ł) but my gosh, Reader did try to warn them, but my goodness just thinking about it makes my head hurt?đ AND I loved the story about the villains with a Mogwai I thought was adorableđ but can you imagine the chaos, that the heroes would have had to deal with if they got a Mogwai? they would think itâs cute and adorable but then Reader warned them, and now they have a gremlin on their hands?đ
Shota Aizawa
đ Second best at listening to what you said, mostly because he was too lazy to do anything about it and second because his ability made it easy to get rid of him when something happened. đ He was definitely too lazy to break the rules but that didnât mean that he stopped the little trouble makers from doing it by himself. He has actually watched him from the sleeping bag as he climbed the cupboards and stole food. đ He didnât mind having the little one around especially after Eri came to live with you, he helped her feel more at ease. đ Just know that if anything ever goes wrong heâs never going to admit that he had anything to do with it or that there was even a problem in the first place.
You had just gone to the shop to grab some things for dinner, you had left Mogwai at home because he was in even more trouble when you had to take him to a shopping center or food market. Aizawa was sitting on the sofa watching Eri on the floor as she practiced reading with the little creature.
Honestly Shota looked away for what felt like a second before Eri gasped, he glanced back to see that she had knocked over the cup of water that she had been drinking from. In all honesty he should have moved it the moment that the little gremlin shuffled over to sit with her but he had been too comfortable on the sofa to actually move and stop the problem before it happened. âShota⌠You were supposed to be watching them.â He heard you say from the door as it closed behind you. âYou canât even see them yet, thereâs nothing wrong.â Shota grumbled as he activated your quirk, eliminating the problem before you could see it. âYou know that I can feel when thereâs something going on with him right?â You asked as you walked through the living room and into the kitchen, catching the small giggle from Eri as she stood from where she had been sitting and followed you. âIt wasn't Aizawaâs fault, I knocked over the water.â She said and you smiled at her. âThank you for your honesty, donât worry everything is fine.â You said as you waved your hand the little Mogwai appeared again and climbed onto her shoulder. âSee no problem.â Aizawa said from where he was leaning against the door frame. âYeah because you would never lie to me.â You rolled your eyes as you started packing everything, and Aizawa walked over to the sink putting the cup in there. âDonât be like that.â He said softly. âHelp me cook and Iâll let it go.â You said. âFine.â He answered moving over to the sink to wash his hands while you unpacked everything.
Taishiro Toyomitsu
đ Third best because you know that he wanted to follow every rule and for the most part he did, there was only one that he struggled with. đ Mogwai realised that he could get food from Tai really easily and that didnât change after the 12:00am mark since he was often up for a midnight snack or something. Partly because he feels bad and partly because he forgot what you said. đ Thereâs obviously no way of hiding what heâs done and he never tries to, instead heâll gently wake you and ask you to fix it. đ It became a routine if either one of you ended up staying at the others apartment.
Taishiro was up again to get a midnight snack and he promised himself that he wasnât going to wake you up because he wasnât going to feed the little Mogwai. For the most part he did well, he told him no and quickly ate the snack he had gotten for himself unfortunately in itâs attempts to get to his snack the Mogwai ended up falling in the sink. âOh no.â Taishiro breathed as he watched the second Mogwai appear. âStop doing that! We were supposed to let them sleep.â
âBabe.â You heard your boyfriend's voice and groaned. âWhat did you do this time?â You asked âyou fed him again didnât you?â âNo I actually didnât.â He answered, that made you open your eyes, you glanced at him and you couldnât help the giggle. âYou got him wet?â You asked. âHe tried to steal the snack but he fell in the sink.â He explained scratching the back of his head. âI was trying to make sure that we didnât wake you.â âAww donât worry, itâs an easy fix,â you said, concentrating on your ability and bringing the number back down to 1 little monster for you both to deal with. âDid you get your snack?â âYeah.â Tai answered as he settled back into bed and pulled you into his chest. âGood, get some rest Tai.â You said softly. âYou too sweets.â He said burying his face in your shoulder.
Rumi Usagiyama
đ Okay so let's be honest she is probably the best out of the bunch when it comes to listening AND carrying them out. đ Rumi has never really wanted a pet or anything akin to it so itâs very much your responsibility, about the only thing that she does is cuddle it. đ The little Mogwai will try and get her to break the rules but sheâs not easily manipulated. đ No matter what he asks for she just tells him âask the carer.â
Rumi was sitting in the living room, she could hear you in the kitchen but her attention was drawn away from the TV to look down at the small creature sitting at her feet. âWhat?â She asked, it made a noise putting out itâs little paws, she raised an eyebrow before looking at the clock. âAsk the carer.â She answered as you glanced towards the kitchen, the little mogwai made a noise similar to a grumbling child before she picked him up and walked towards the kitchen. âYour child wants something.â Rumi said placing the little creature on the countertop next to you, you glanced at it before looking at her. âHappen to know what he wants?â You asked. âDonât know, he just stuck his little hands out at me.â She answered. âHe wants a snack.â You muttered as you again looked at the clock âUh huh.â She grunted as you pointed to the small container on the other counter. âThose are his, he can have one.â You said as you continued washing the dishes. Rumi walked over to the container choosing one of the little treats and handing it to the Mogwai on the counter who sat down munching on the treat that he had been given. âYou know itâs not that bad having him around.â She said softly as she wrapped an arm around your waist holding you to her chest. âI'm glad that you think so.â You said softly as you started drying off your hands. âCome on, we can all watch a movie or somethinâ.â Mirko said as she pulled you back towards the living room scooping up your little Mogwai as she went, insistent on a sort of family time before she headed back to work the next morning.
Keigo Takami
𪜠The worst, 0/10 because he didnât even listen to you when you told him what the rules were. He looked like he was listening but trust me he wasnât. 𪜠Literally uses it to get back at you when you have little arguments, or if he really didnât want to have the argument at hand. 𪜠90% of the time he didnât cause too much trouble because he worked so much but in the 10% of time that he was home it was chaos. 𪜠He was never the one that had to deal with the incidents that occurred after his reckless behaviour.
You should have known that this would happen, you had left the room to go to the toilet, you had literally been gone for 5 minutes, 10 at most but the carnage that you were looking at made it seem like you had been gone all day. Your eyes moved to your boyfriend where he was sleeping on the sofa, from what you could see his foot had knocked the cup over where the Mogwai had been curled up and now there was a large number of the creatures littering the large living room, so many that you had to be careful where you stood. âWhat the hell Keigo!?â You asked as you looked at them, he jumped out of his sleep looking around. âWhat are you yelling about?â He asked. âYou wet Mogwai.â You sighed and he looked at you blankly. âIs that one of the rules?â He asked. âYes!â You answered. âGod there are so many rules.â He grumbled relaxingly back into the chair. âThere are 3 rules!â You said holding up the same number of fingers âdonât get him wet. Donât feed him after midnight. Do not shine a bright light on him. Easy.â âWhat happens if you shine a bright light on him?â He asked. âDonât you dare, if you kill him because of your curiosity, the world will be needing a new No.2 hero.â You warned him. âUh huh, fix it and come over here.â He muttered, lifting his hand towards you. âTch.â You grunted before fixing the problem that he made before walking over to him, you flicked his nose âif I have to tell you one more time, I wonât be staying here again.â âAlright baby.â He mumbled wrapping himself around you as if that would stop you from leaving, you just rolled your eyes and snuggled deciding you have this conversation when he was more awake.
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Lovers & Friends (18+ Fic)
Pairing: Keigo Takami x Black!Fem!Reader (Friends to Lovers)
Synopsis: In which you and Keigo have begun to realize the strange new feelings you both have for each other after one drunken night at a close friendâs wedding that ends with you in his bed, but because of your longtime friendship and committed relationships with other people, youâre more than happy to forget that night even happened and keep your mutual feelings in the darkâŚfor now, at least.Â
Story Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+ (MINORS GET AWAY); Cheating/Infidelity; Mating; Light Degradation; Spanking; Exhibitionism; Multiple Positions; Creampie; Unprotected PIV Sex; Facials; Scent Play; Marking; Spitting; Deepthroating; Cunnilingus; Begging; Edgeplay; Power Play; Daddy Kink; Some Angst; Hurt/Comfort; Mild Violence
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic (except for Rei and Haruko). However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!
Writer's Note: AO3 is down & supposedly leading people to a scammy site looking to steal personal info, so for now, these 2 chapters are staying on Tumblr until further notice. It's ALWAYS something, I s2g. -Jazz
Chapters: One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty. Bonus Chapter.
Read on AO3 here!
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Chapter Six: Sex on the Beach.
Keigo swears your ass has never looked better than it does in your perfect, little peach-colored dress.Â
He would be lying if he said he hasn't been watching the damn thing bounce and jump beneath your sundress ever since you hit the dance floor. Rumi continuously hyping you up doesnât make it any better. âYeeeesss, Y/N!â she screams over the music, just as drunk as you are. âFuck it uuuuup!âÂ
You are happy to do so, bending your knees even more and tossing ass like itâs no oneâs business. Keigo does his best to not stare, instead trying to focus on the other drunk guests who are worse off with their dance moves.
However, a certain someone doesnât allow him to do so when he walks up next to him with a low whistle. âLooks like someone is feeling the champagne,â Fatgum chuckles, holding a whiskey glass in his hand.Â
âShit, sheâs been feelinâ it for hours now,â Keigo sighs as he and Fatgum watch you buss it to the music, your braids in your face and drink in your hand.
Youâve gathered the eyes of a few men since your second mimosa, including the staff, the DJ, and a few pros who donât know whatâs good for them. They only stopped when Keigo looked at them like he had a Glock in his suit pocket for them if they kept eyeing his friend down.Â
He supposes that he should take the blame for your carefreeness though. He loves seeing you completely free of all your worries, especially about your asshole boyfriend.
But he also knows drunk you can get into some trouble. He remembers that one Halloween when you got so drunk at Nemuriâs masquerade party that you nearly made out with someone you thought was Rei wearing the same colored mask. Or that time Dabi whipped you up his own cocktail and had you skinny-dipping in Keigoâs pool.Â
Heâs had his own fair share of embarrassing, drunk stories though. And plus, seeing you throwing ass and laughing your pretty laugh is much better than seeing you down in the dumps for Rei.
Keigo knew for a fact that the dickhead made you cry earlier. You wouldâve never ventured away from the wedding if he hadnât. Keigo knows you like he knows his favorite book, which means patron shots were definitely the way to ease your broken heart.Â
He didnât ask questions. He didnât tell you to run the story back for him. He just wanted to see you smile and enjoy todayâŚonly those patron shots turned into a chocolate martini and two glasses of mimosas hours later.
He knows heâll have to scrape you up off the floor later, but if he is forced to do that, plus curb the hard-on struggling against his suit slacks as he watches you dance, heâll do that. After all, you deserve to be happy.Â
He decides to attempt to distract himself again by turning to Fatgum, averting his eyes from the arousing scene. âSo howâs it feel to be a married man now?â he asks, nodding at Fathomâs wedding band. âDo you feel any differently?âÂ
Fatgum looks at him with a happy gleam in his eye. âTo be honest with you, Hawks, not really,â he sheepishly replies. "It feels great to finally be married to the one I love more than anyone in this world, but the way I feel for Haruko wouldnât have changed even without a ring.â
He looks down at his wedding band, a small, adoring smile on his lips. âI guess I thought a ring wouldâve made it more real, you know?âÂ
Keigo doesnât know. He couldnât think of knowingâŚat least thatâs what he tells himself. However, the image of you in a wedding dress walking down the aisle is a little too vivid for him. The only one heâs ever loved is you, but none of that could ever see the light of day. Itâd ruin everything.
So he gives Fatgum a smile and pretends that he knows exactly what heâs talking about. âWell, if you ask me, it looked real from the very start,â he chuckles.Â
Fatgum gives him a grateful smile, a twinkle in his eye. Keigo envies him. How would it feel to feel so deeply about someone who feels the same about you so openly?
Fatgum and Haruko looked so in love today. Every time they looked at each other, even when the other wasnât looking, Keigo saw nothing but acceptance, adoration, and pure love. It is hard not to be jealous of such a thing.Â
âGirls, girls!â Yu suddenly hollers, red in the face and obviously gone off the champagne. She runs onto the dance floor towards you and Rumi, her overexcited behavior causing you to stop dancing. âHaruko is about to throw the bouquet!â
Keigo looks towards where Yu is pointing and surely enough, Haruko is standing near the snack table where a crowd of women have begun to surround her, just as excited. Something about seeing Haruko, so happy and giggly, in her wedding dress and Fatgum smiling at her with such love in his eyes does something to Keigo.
Fatgumâs haunting words from his bachelor party come back to him, rising out of the fog in his tipsy mind: âThose bachelor days wonât last foreverâŚâÂ
Keigo clears his throat, knowing now is the right time to bare himself to his friend. He turns to him, forcing his wings to not tremble. âHey, listen; Iâm sorry for what happened at your bachelor partyâŚyou know, when we were playing pool at the bar. I didnâtââÂ
âStop.â Fatgumâs voice is firm but not unkind. He gives Keigo a reassuring smile, the sunset in his eyes. âYou have nothing to apologize for, Hawks. You have your opinion and Iâve got mine. Iâm just glad youâre here and showed up for me as my best man.â He pats Keigo on the shoulder with his big hand. âWhen Y/N comes down off her high, thank her for coming too.âÂ
âYouâre leaving?â Keigo curiously asks. Fatgum gives him a mischievous smirk. âAfter Haruko throws the bouquet and I get my hands on that garter, hell yeah. Speaking of whichâŚâ
He pulls on Keigoâs arm, walking him farther away from the crowd that has begun to grow around Haruko. âYou might wanna stand back.âÂ
Keigo is glad Fatgum saved him because he definitely wouldâve gotten trampled by the slew of screaming guests wanting their chance at catching Harukoâs bouquet.
Among them are you, Nemuri, Yu, and Rumi, excitedly jumping up and down as Haruko turns around to toss the bouquet of flowers behind her. As soon as they go flying, the crowd reacts, jumping as high as they can to catch it.
You prove to be victorious when the bouquet tumbles in the middle of the crowd and you snatch it up, nearly losing a shoe. âIâve got it, Iâve got it!â you practically scream, excitedly jumping up and down.
While half of the guests applaud you and the others give you dirty looks, Keigo silently stares at you with the bouquet in your hands. That image of you gliding down the aisle in your wedding dress comes back to him again like a nagging mosquito, pestering him further.
What bothers him even more is the look heâs picturing on your face: so full of love; a mirror of Fatgumâs expression when he looked at Haruko walking down the aisle. It is so vivid that it frightens him.Â
âKeigo?â a small voice asks behind him.
The man nearly has a heart attack when he turns around and sees Sakura standing there. He realizes that Fatgum is gone and the bouquet crowd has dispersed, leaving him standing there like an idiot staring at you. God, he's down bad.
âHey, babe, youâre up!â he chirps, moving to kiss Sakuraâs forehead which he notices feels heated and clammy. âEverything alright?âÂ
Sakura had been sleeping in one of the extra tents for the majority of the wedding after her third glass of champagne. Keigo figured heâd just let her rest while he acted a fool for the rest of the event until it ended.
âI feel awful,â she groans, putting a hand on her stomach. âMy nap was interrupted by my stomach. That lobster I ate must not be settling right.â
Keigoâs brain pedals back to Sakuraâs plate which consisted of a side salad, pasta, and lobster meat slathered in butter and lemon. âAw, shit, babe,â he coos empathetically. He moves toward her, wanting to gather her up in a hug. âIâm so-âÂ
âKeigo!â Rumi shouts, from the dance floor. She has an empty glass in her hand and is barefoot. âTheyâre playing your song!â
The song in question is from Rihannaâs ANTI album and the way he watches you twirl your ass and hips around makes him love it even more. His eyes flick back to Sakuraâs, feeling horribly guilty and disgusted with himself. He shouldnât be gawking at a whole other woman, especially his best friend.Â
Sakura gives him a reassuring smile, nudging him towards the dance floor. âGo on and have fun. Iâll be fine.â But he refuses, shaking his head. âYou wonât be fine to me until I know youâre home safe,â he firmly says, already taking her hand to lead her to the parking lot. âHere, Iâll drive you home. Itâs no problem.âÂ
âBut youâre still having fun here,â she protests, slipping her hand out of his grasp. âDonât let me ruin tonight for you just because Iâm feeling sick, Keigo. Seriously, go have fun. Iâll call you when I get in the Uber Iâm gonna order.âÂ
The sound of your high-pitched laugh drifts in the air, making Keigoâs heart pick up speed. Though Sakura is giving him permission to go and have fun, heâd feel even more like a horrible person and boyfriend if he were to listen to her.
âNah, fuck that,â he huffs stubbornly. As a waitress walks by with a tray of plates and glasses, he snatches up a water bottle and hands it to Sakura. âStay here for a minute and drink that.âÂ
He doesnât wait for Sakura to agree or protest before rushing over to the dance floor where his four friends are still acting up. âHey, you crackheads gonna leave soon so the cleaning crew can do their job?â he hollers.
You pout at him cutely, a glass in one hand and Harukoâs bouquet in the other. âBut the music is still going!â you whine in protest.Â
âOnly âcause youâre still here, baby bird. All four of you.â He nods at you, Rumi, Nemuri, and Yuâall equally as drunk and in need of sleep. âThe reception is over anyway. Havenât you noticed the dance floor emptying out or were you too busy tossinâ out your best stripper moves?âÂ
You begin to look around in a daze, realizing that the staff is cleaning up and guests are beginning to head to the parking lot. Rumi giggles, nudging her hip with yours. âThe birdieâs right, yâall. I noticed the place has been getting kinda dry ever since the cake was sliced and the bouquet was thrown.âÂ
âWhich Iâve still got!â you proudly yell, waving the flowers around. âWhich means Iâm gonna eventually find a love that Iâll marry and the rest of you single bitches can kiss my black ass.â
You take a handful of your ass in your dress and squeeze it, making the girls giggle and Keigo want to kill himself. Why the fuck do you have to be so goddamn fine?Â
âSo what do we do now?â Rumi asks. âJust go home and wallow in our depression?âÂ
âThat could be an option,â Keigo chuckles, âbut I was suggesting we take this party somewhere else. Preferably a nightclub downtown. Anybody down?â
Your entire face changes as you gape at him at the sound of more partying. âYes!â you excitedly shout, jumping up and down with your bouquet. âI need to shake my ass some more!âÂ
Nemuri sighs tiredly, her arms wrapped around Yuâs waist. âAs much as Iâd love to join, but I need to get this one home.â She smiles at Yu who looks like sheâs about to drop, her head against Nemuriâs shoulder. âPlus, Iâm in need of my beauty sleep,â she yawns, putting a dainty hand to her open mouth.Â
âAnd Iâm in need of finally getting my hands on that guitarist,â Rumi purrs, eyeing the same short-haired, Amazonian woman with the perky ass and dark skin sheâs been lying up all day who is currently packing her electric guitar away with the wedding band.
âSay no more,â Keigo snickers. âGuess this is where we say goodnight, ladies?â Nemuri blows him a kiss while Rumi gives him a tight hug. âTry not to get in too much trouble, okay?â she laughs with a wink.
She turns to you, pointing a finger at you. âAnd youâŚbe careful with that bouquet.â That obviously means for you to be on your best behavior too. You just giggle which gives Keigo the impression that youâll be doing none of that.Â
Once the crew finally disbands for the evening, you come walking up to him, stumbling a bit as you do. Instantly, he grabs your arm and hooks it through his to steady you. He doesnât need you falling and busting up your (pretty) face. âSoooo when we goinâ?â you cutely ask, a small hiccup in your voice.Â
âLemme drive Sakura home and I can drive us there afterward.â He doesnât say anything else as he escorts you over to Sakura who is still standing in the same spot he left her in. âGot somebody carpooling with us, babe!â he cheerfully states, walking you over to Sakura. She smiles at you, sipping on an ice-cold Ginger Ale can that he definitely didnât give her. âWhereâd you get that Ginger Ale?â he curiously asks.Â
âOh, your friend gave it to me,â she happily replies. âSnipe!â She points over to the snack table where guests are busy stuffing their takeout containers full of leftovers. Sure enough, pro hero Snipe is over there, wearing his mask and a cowboy hat with his navy blue wedding suit, stuffing a container full of shrimp.Â
Keigo bites the inside of his cheek, wondering if he should say something. Heâs never had an issue with Snipe and this couldâve been purely innocent, but why he decided to talk to his girlfriend now while he wasnât with her doesnât rub him the right way. âCâmon, you two,â he grumbles, wrapping his arms around you and Sakura and quickly escorting you away from the wedding.Â
The ride to Sakuraâs apartment is surprisingly smooth and quick despite it being a Friday night. When he rolls up to her building and parks, he tells you to stay up and walks Sakura up to the steps to the lobby door despite her protests. He stays at the bottom steps, watching over her as she digs into her clutch for her keys. âYou sure youâre okay with gettinâ inside?â he worriedly asks.
She looks down at him, the soft glow of the apartment building lights illuminating her pink hair and eyes. Iâm perfectly okay with unlocking my own door, babe,â she giggles. âNow go shake your tail feather with Y/N.âÂ
He cracks a smile at her little joke and gives her a kiss on the cheek before she walks into the lobby. âCall me if you need anything, alright?â he calls after her, only to get a wave in response. When she finally disappears inside the building, he walks back to his car and slips into the driverâs seat.
Youâre sitting in the passengerâs seat, feet up on the dashboard, and chomping down on leftover wedding cake. âShe okay?â you ask, looking concerned.Â
Keigo nods, strapping himself in. âJust a stomach bug; nothing to worry your drunk ass about. All you need to worry about is havinâ some fun with your very best friend.â He pokes at your forehead and laughs when you swat at him.Â
âSo where are we goinâ anyway?â you curiously ask, a small, excitable smile adoring your glossy, plump lips.
Keigo just grins at you before starting the car.Â
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When Keigo finally pulls up to his favorite downtown nightclub, the place is completely packed.Â
Clubhouse, one of Keigo's favorite nightclubs, is one of the most high-end places that Musutafu has to offer. Located in a five-star hotel, it comes with the best customer and bottle services, great music, and security guards who take the privacy of pro heroes very seriously, as does the manager.
Keigo knows the guy. He had saved his life after a couple of stupid kids tried to rob the joint a year ago. Since then, he gets free bottle service and a free hotel room if he doesn't feel like flying or driving home after a nightly romp.Â
He has spent a few nights at the five-star hotel he pulls up toâŚokay, maybe more than a few. Heâs told you many of these stories that ended in drunk sex and waking up in a hotel suite, not remembering much that happened that night before. You also know he enjoys this spot over others because of the infinity pool they have on the rooftop that you have yet to take a dip in.
Hopefully, tonight, once the liquor starts talking, that will change.Â
The club is jumping once Keigo parks in the valet and escorts you inside the five-star hotel. Stretching over three stories high with balconies, stairways upstairs to the bars, and crystal chandeliers, he can see bodies from head to toe. Shadows dance on the walls, illuminated by the strobe lights flashing in time with the pop music blasting from overhead.
He can feel his heart pound and his stomach jump excitedly with the vibrations of the music and the sparklers he sees bottle girls carry with them on trays of the most expensive vodka for parties of four and five.
He is completely in his element while, unbeknownst to him, you feel out of place. âOkaaay, birdie,â he whistles, an easy smile on his face. âSo weâre hereâŚnow what?â
He turns to you, noticing the frown on your face. âI have no idea,â you admit sheepishly. âItâs like now that Iâm sobering up, Iâm less hype to be here.âÂ
Keigo tuts disappointedly, taking your hand in his and ignoring the way his body sings at your touch. âThat ainât no good. Come on.â
He escorts you through the throng of bodies, ignoring the folks who gape and gawk at him. The most heâs gotten here are people begging for pictures and autographs, plus the occasional groupie. But other than that, heâs never had any trouble here. He knew it was the perfect place to bring you to get over your heartbreak.Â
He leads you over to the bar and settles down next to you in a booth. âBartender!â he hollers, waving him over.
The young man turns to him, looking bored out of his mind before he gets a look at Keigoâs face. âYeah, itâs me, Hawks pro hero number two, nice to meet ya.â He flashes him a big, gigawatt grin. âListen, can I get a round of tequila shots?âÂ
The bartender vigorously nods. âAnd for your girlfriend, sir?â he curiously asks. Keigo almost asks the guy what the hell heâs talking about until he realizes that he means you.
You stare at each other, both shocked. âO-Oh, no, weâre notâŚâ You trail off, your words dying in the tense air around you. Keigo canât speak, his mouth too dry to do so. âH-Heâs just my friend,â you softly stammer. âJust a Sex on the Beach for me.âÂ
He tries not to let on how much that stung him: heâs just my friend. But thatâs what he is, isnât he? Thatâs what he's always been.
You go to take out your wallet, but like the good friend he is, he pushes your hand away. âUh-uh, put it back,â he sternly says. âYour date just left you at a wedding, baby bird. The least I can do is pay for your drink.âÂ
He pulls out fifty and hands it to the bartender who hurries to get your orders. âI still canât believe he did that,â you sigh, disheartened. âAll I wanted was to try and spice things up for us sexually, andâŚâ You put a hand to your chin, staring off into the distance, your mind somewhere else.Â
âSo what exactly happened?â he softly asks, trying to pull you back to reality. With him. âIf you feel like talking, that is.âÂ
You surprisingly budge. âI asked Rumi for advice on how to make our sex better, so she suggested either spicing things up with some kinks I enjoy or talking to him about what I like.â
You cross your gorgeous legs on the stool and Keigo has to force himself to keep his eyes firmly on yours. âIâd figured a quickie wouldâve been fun, but he wasnât with it, and my drunk ass took that as an insult, so I asked for a break.âÂ
âDid you break up with him?â he asks, hoping to God youâll say yes. Only because Red is such a dickhead. You look away, staring instead at the polished mahogany of the bar. âNotâŚtechnicallyâŚâÂ
Keigo scowls at your cryptic answer. âDa fuckâs that mean?â he scoffs, confused. You flush under the strobe lights, tapping your acrylic nails against the bar. âI asked for a break at least until the Gala since heâs so hellbent on getting his award. I didnât want to distract him from his work.âÂ
âDistract him?â he parrots, the words tasting sour to him. âY/N, if he barely has time for you because heâs too busy trying to win a fuckinâ award, then he has no busy dating you, period. He doesnât even realize what heâs got.â
You smile shyly at his words, but he is being deadass with you. He couldâve shaken you right then. Why don't you understand how special you are?
âSo now youâre singleâŚfor now, at least?â he questions, doing his best to not sound hopeful or completely interested in your dating life. Your shoulders slump as you cup your cheek in your hand, your pretty lips pouting. âI guess so. Maybe I should just get like Rumi and just sleep with whoever for the hell of it.âÂ
He smacks the bar, encouraging your sexual liberation. âThatâs the spirit!â he encourages. The bartender returns with your drink and the round of tequila shots. âOh, look; your drink! Be careful with this one. Itâs fruity and sweet so you may wanna drink it less like itâs water.â
You do so, sipping slowly on your Sex on the Beach. As soon as the liquid hits your tongue, your eyes adorably widen. âMmm!â you hum, eyes blown and face written in joy. âHoly fuck, this is amazing!â
You wave down the bartender, animately waving your arm around. âBartender, gimme another one of these!â Keigo stares at you, doing his best to hold back a grin. âWhat?â you scoff. âIâm single and sad, okay? Let me have fun!âÂ
He raises his hands in defense. âI didnât say anything,â he snickers. He then passes you a shot glass and picks up his own, raising it. âTo complicated relationships.â
You nod, giggling tipsily. âAnd fuck love!â you shout before downing your shot. Keigo does the same, downing his shot and letting the tequila burn his throat before he sucks on the lime it comes with.Â
For the next hour, youâre downing shots and sipping on your two Sex on the Beaches like itâs no oneâs business.
Of course, Keigo makes sure you take a couple sips of water in between your alcohol splurging, but even he is starting to feel the buzz of the tequila as he gives you side glances here and there, checking you out. Your legs and chest are starting to look way too good, and his cock agreesâheâs been trying to curb the boner he is sporting for the past hour now.Â
When you start to feel real good and loose, one of your favorite 2000s Rihanna songs starts playing from overhead, and the vibe in the club completely shifts. You gasp happily, hopping off of your stool. âOooh, this is my shit!â you squeal, already moving onto the dance floor. âKei, come dance with me!â
You grab his hand and try to pull him over to the dancing bodies on the floor, but he barely budges. âNah, but Iâll watch in case I need to drag you out of there.âÂ
You pout but wave him off and go off to dance alone. He watches you walk away from the sidelines, drinking in how your ass sways and bounces as you strut. When you start to dance, he just about has a heart attack. He canât keep his eyes off of your hips, legs, or the curve of your back. Not to mention the way you bounce and twirl that ass of yours.
He inhales deeply, doing his best to keep calm, but it feels as if heâs about to explode. How dare you be so fucking sexy? What the fuck is your problem?Â
He is so thankful when his phone vibrates in his pocket because he canât promise he wouldnât have tried to jump you on the dance floor. He slides his phone out of his pocket and grins at the caller ID, answering it without a second thought. âWell, I didnât think Iâd hear your lovely voice tonight,â he cheerfully says, grinning from ear to ear.Â
âNow you got somethinâ to nut to later,â Dabi chuckles in his gravelly, deep tone. âIâve been told my voice is a panty dropper.âÂ
âWell, for the chicks who dig chain smokers, sure,â Keigo wittily replies, earning a guttural laugh from Dabi in response. âWhat are you callinâ me for? You got your perks back?âÂ
âFor my free days, no, and they cut my phone calls short since theyâre still investigating that riot.â Dabi sighs, evidentially frustrated. âI got about ten minutes left. You still at the wedding? Whereâs Y/N and Rumi at?âÂ
Keigo turns to you, ignoring the way you swirl your hips or how youâd look on top of him. âY/N, itâs Dabi on the phone!â he calls to you over the music before speaking to Dabi again. âWe left and weâre at a club. Rumi couldnât hang, so itâs just me and Y/N.âÂ
You skip over to him, your gorgeous titties bouncing and braids swaying down your back. âDabi!â you scream into the phone, no doubt taking Dabiâs eardrum out. âOh, my God, Dabi, I miss you soooo much! Youâre such a dick for not beinâ here!âÂ
âJesus, girl, youâve been drinking?â Dabi questions. Keigo pictures him rubbing at his ear that you just screamed into.
You giggle hysterically, nodding despite him not being able to see you. âYes, sir! Since the reception ended!â When the music transitions to BeyoncĂŠâs Virgoâs Groove, you just about have a heart attack. âKei, you have to dance with me! Theyâre playing Renaissance tracks!â You tug on his arm to no avail before running back to the floor like a fire lit under your ass.Â
âSheâs on the dance floor now,â Keigo sighs. âThe girl is a fuckinâ wreck tonight.â
Dabi chuckles into the phone. âIâm guessing things didnât go well with the bum sheâs been lagginâ around?â It isnât a secret that Dabi hates Reiâs guts too; heâs just more open about it because Dabi doesnât give a fuck.Â
âIâll let her tell you, but to put it bluntly, yeah,â Keigo replies. âSo now sheâs here, single with her back and legs out.â
That back where heâd love to run his tongue down your spine, caressing the soft skin that contrasts with his own. And those legs that he wants wrapped tight around his waist as he strokes the gummy walls of your pussy, pushing you further into euphoria until you explode all over him.Â
Dabi snorts to himself, finding Keigoâs dilemma funny. âSo which do you want?â he asks. âThe back or the legs?â
Keigo blushes red, glad for the dimness of the club. âShut up,â he growls. âYou know Iâm seeing someone right now.â
Dabi scoffs at this, calling it bullshit as he usually does. âSomeone you barely talk about and that Iâm sure you barely think about. When the fuck are you gonna bite the bullet and stop beating around the bush with her, man?âÂ
Keigo pinches the bridge of his nose. He didnât want a lecture. Not right now. âDabi, you know better than anyone why I canât do that. Weâve been friends since middle school. I canât just tell her all of that shit. Plus, Y/N is in a vulnerable space right now. Iâm just here to comfort her.â
He would never forgive himself if he let his dirty thoughts make a horrible decision for him and possibly ruin your friendship.Â
He looks at you now to ensure youâre okay, but is utterly confused and alarmed to find someone from the crowd watching you too. He wears a button-down that is way too tight for him and stands a good foot taller than Keigo. His eyes are lecherous and greedy as he watches you move to the music like water, your moves effortless and enchanting.
âKei, you there?â Dabi asks. âBitch, youâd better not have hung up on me.âÂ
Keigo doesnât answer, too hyper-focused on the wolf stalking its prey. That prey being you, his beautiful best friend. Once he sees him move through the throng of people to get you, Keigo is bothered. "Hold up, Dabs. Iâve gotta go.âÂ
âSomeoneâs tryna shoot their shot at her, arenât they?â Dabi asks, not even needing any confirmation. He just knows Keigo like that. âSend a picture to me when youâre done with âem.â
Keigo hangs up without replying and immediately stalks onto the dance floor. As he does, he watches the stranger brush your waist much to Keigoâs dislike. You jump and turn to him, looking alarmed despite his big grin. Your mouth moves to say something, probably a polite decline to his offer, but the stranger continues to push and even takes your hand in his.Â
Keigo is seeing red. How dare he touch you? When he is finally a foot away from you, he starts to hear your conversation in full. âCâmon, baby, whatâs the problem?â the stranger asks, still wearing that stupid, predatory smile. âYouâve been dancing like you need something in you anyway!â
You glare at his nasty words, your hand balling into a fist. âI told you Iâm not interested,â you snarl at him, yanking your hand free. âLeave me alone.âÂ
The fucker still doesnât take that as an answer and continues to bother you, and Keigo. âCanât I just get one dance?â he asks. He even pushes up on you, trying to take your hand again.
Youâve just about had it and roughly shove him back away from you. âI said leave me alone, asshole!â you snap at him, alarming the rest of the club hoppers surrounding you. The manâs face is written in annoyance before it morphs into a rage that is only caused by rejection.Â
There is no doubt in Keigoâs mind that this man will possibly hurt you. He steps in before he can be proven right. âHey,â he sternly says, his tone on the edge of a warning. He wedges himself between you and the man, his wings blocking you from his angered view. âShe said to leave her alone. I suggest you listen.âÂ
The manâs eyes widen in recognition and then he begins to laugh. âYouâre with him? Hawks?â He says it like he canât believe it, even laughing to himself. âShit, I didnât know you were his already!â he guffaws despite your discomfort.
He goes to pat Keigo on the arm but Keigo dodges his touch. âHey, man, youâve got a loyal bitch on your arm. You really must be paying good for that pussy.âÂ
Thatâs all it takes for Keigo to lose his cool. All self-control begins to unravel and he feels himself shifting from the cool, calm, and collected Hawks into someone else. Someone who is less willing to reason or let things go.
His wings, glowing crimson red in the strobe lights, puff up and ruffle as if someone is running their hands through them and his eyes go dark.
You, the asshole, and every single witness surrounding him react with shared alarm, realizing that what may take place on the dance floor tonight wonât be a friendly dance battle.Â
Keigo begins to close the gap between himself and the man until their noses are nearly brushing. The man is too afraid to move.
âListen, dickhead,â he growls, his voice dangerously low. âyou caught me on a good night since a friend of mine just got married, but lemme give you some advice: you shouldnât talk like that about people you donât know, especially women. You best realize who the fuck youâre talking to.â
His feathers ruffle once more, making the man flinch. âI think you need to leave âcause youâre startinâ to really piss me off,â he whispers sinisterly.Â
Before the man can reply, Keigo moves away and takes your hand in his, about to whisk you away from the BS. Whether he felt embarrassed and is trying to save face, or because he likes ruffling Keigo's feathers, the asshole speaks again.
âI can see why you went for her in the first place,â he cackles. âIâd kill to take that body home with me.âÂ
Keigo stops, his body tense. Your hand grips his and he looks down at you, seeing how big your eyes are. âDonât,â they read.
He is willing to listen and let this shit go for you...until the dickhead opens his mouth yet again. âJust donât let her out of your sight!â the man yells. "Bitches like her always go for the next dick.âÂ
Then all Keigo sees is red like a bull and goes haywire. He zooms past everyone and everything at the speed of light and is on top of the man immediately. The crowd shouts in shock and disperses as he lays one fist after another in the man's face, drawing blood from his lips and mouth.
âKeigo!â you shout, your voice high and shrill with fear. âKeigo, stop it!âÂ
He ignores you, too focused on making the man feel pain for the nasty things he said. For being disrespectful. âI just said to watch your fuckinâ mouth,â he snarls through gritted teeth. âYou know who the fuck youâre talkinâ to? Thatâs my fuckinâ friend, you stupid bitch.â
His voice is lowââlower than heâs ever heard it before. He doesnât think he has ever been this angered before at anyone. But this asshole crossed the line. He doesnât play about any of his friends, but especially you. Youâre different.Â
His fist continues to collide with the manâs nose again and again until he hears a crunching nose followed by a gurgle of pain. Blood splatters onto Keigoâs shirt but he doesnât care.
He canât stop even if he wants to. Itâs like a blood-thirsty switch has flipped inside of him.
He suddenly feels your hands on his shoulders, yanking on him tightly. âKeigo, please stop!â you beg, trying in vain to pull him off. âStop! Youâre gonna kill him!âÂ
âWhatâs going on here?â a booming voice demands. Keigo is suddenly yanked off of the bloodied man by two large hands belonging to a security guard. He scowls at the asshole and Keigo, looking pissed that he has been bothered with this.
Keigo yanks himself out of his grasp and takes your side. âThis prick was harassing my friend after she told him to leave her alone,â he growls, still staring at the asshole like he wasnât finished with his faceâŚand he wasnât.Â
Though the man is bleeding profusely from his nose and his busted lip, and his eyes are completely swollen, the guard is taking no mercy on anyone. âShe can stay,â he says, nodding at you before scowling at Keigo and the man. âBut youâre both gonna have to leave.âÂ
The man gapes at the guard, anger written across his busted face. âBut heââ
Before he can protest, the guard takes hold of him and practically drags him towards the exit. âHey!â he shouts. âGet off of me! I have rights!â
His shouts fade into the music as he is swallowed by the crowd that now stares in utter shock at Keigo. His anger has now faded, replaced with a feeling of discomfort and exhaustion at being around so many people.Â
He turns to you, grabbing your hand. âCome on,â he whispers, already pulling you off the dance floor and towards one of the exits. He pushes it open, leading you two out into the side valet where he is sure his car is. He lets out a breath he didnât even realize he was holding as he presses his back against the club wall, letting the cool air caress his sweaty skin.
âA-Are you okay?â you suddenly softly stammer, as if afraid to speak.Â
Realizing what just happened, he quickly returns his attention to you and ensures himself of your safety. âI should be askinâ you that,â he replies worriedly. âYou alright? He didnât hurt you?â You quickly shake your head, still looking shaken by the whole ordeal. âIâm sorry you had to see that. I almost lost it there.âÂ
Actually, he did lose it completely, but he didnât kill the guy, thank God. He takes his hands in yours, squeezing them. âI just care a lot about you,â he softly confesses, not sure why he says it so secretively and blushes when he does.
Immediately, he releases your hands and adverts his gaze though you continue to stare at him. He feels as if youâre staring straight through him into his soul, examining all of his secrets and words left unsaid.Â
âKeiâŚâ Your words are soft, your name no more than a whisper on your lips. Keigo tenses, afraid of what may come next. However, nothing could possibly prepare him for what comes out of your pretty mouth next.Â
You stand in the moonlight, looking like a damn Goddess that he almost forgets youâre youâhis very best friend. âDo you wanna come swimming with me?â you softly ask, your words nearly getting swallowed up by the muffled music and Friday night traffic.Â
But Keigo hears you loud and clear. And unbeknownst to you, you couldâve asked him to go to the goddamn moon with you, and heâd say yes.Â
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Day 5: Overhearing a Caretaker mildly complaining [Reader x Fatgum (Taishiro Toyomitsu)] {My Hero Academia}
A broken bone was never any fun, especially when you were just a civilian. Not like you couldn't get special treatments available for Pro Heroes, but your injury was at the point that slow healing was better for it. Recovery Girl herself told you that a quick recovery could make the bone extra brittle for a time. Given your job, that wasn't an option.
The worst part of this was your partner was taking time off to help you. It made you feel so guilty that Tai was watching over you instead of going out and doing his hero work. No matter how often you tried convincing him otherwise, this was where he was insisting on being until you could walk around on a boot.
"I just don't know what else to do." Tai's voice cut through your power nap, "[Name] has been doing alright sure, but it seems like their leg isn't getting any better."
You tried just staying still, Taishiro never let on how much he was worried about your progress or how this might affect his career. He was usually so comforting and gentle, but never very--
"It's getting a little tedious, I just don't know what else to do." He seemed to be talking to someone on the phone, maybe it was Recovery Girl... or one of his friends, "If there was something I could do to make it easier... Obviously, my hero work is slacking, but I can't just leave them to their own devices. Risk them getting hurt again, not a chance."
His voice faded again as you could hear his footsteps wander down the hall. Passing right by the bedroom while he did... whatever he was doing right now. Everything you heard made your stomach churned with guilt and anxiety. Though you definitely needed to talk to him about this.
Though bringing this up was not going to be easy, at all.
"Tai," You sat up carefully when he entered the room, "There's something I gotta ask."
"Hm?" He perched on the edge of the bed, careful to not jostle you too much, "What's up sweetheart?"
Looking him in the eye was so much more difficult, "About you not doing your hero wo--"
"[Name], sweetie. Please don't worry about that." His hand rested on your knee, "It's not a problem for me to be watching over you until you're better."
"But I'm not getting better, and you're just wasting time here when I can do for myself now." You were barely able to look at him, "Sure I'm not in the best shape, but I can do for myself."
Taishiro frowned a little, "This isn't a debate. I know you can, but there's always a chance that you get hurt worse while I'm away. I'd never forgive myself for that."
"And I can't stand by while you spend all this time here." You leaned forward, "You already have a full-time job that isn't looking after me. I get that your sidekicks can hold down the fort for awhile, but that can only get you so far."
"That isn't your problem to solve," Tai tried soothing you, "I adore that you care so much and worry. But you don't need to. My hero career will be fine, I promise."
"But I'm not getting any better!" You barked, "What if it takes too long? What if you're just wasting your time? What if I'm just holding you back? How long are you gonna act like I'm not just a burden?"
He paused, "[Name], none of that is true and you know it. I'm here because I want to be, because I care about you. I'm here because you matter to me, alright? Please stop trying to convince me of this, its never going to work, I promise you that."
You knew Tai was right, but that didn't stop you from feeling this way. Especially since you were hardly any use whether you were healthy or not. But finally looking up at Tai broke you a little. He was always super sweet, of course he wouldn't see you like that. It was just how he was...
And you would have to leave this topic alone, there was no talking Tai out of this.
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đ Hello! I am 20 and I write maybe 200-400+ words, depending on the scene. Rarely less, sometimes more. Iâm pretty slow with replies, just as a general thing. And Iâm looking for other 18+ that can write about the same.
Iâm looking for people interested in My Hero Academia, Haikyuu, and Ghost of Tsushima related roleplays. Iâm open to both ccxoc and ccxcc. For ccxoc I would prefer doubling (and Iâm open to write ccâs outside the ones listed, though my characterisation might not be great), but Iâm pretty flexible. All characters are 18+.Â
Iâm open to most pairings (Iâm very selective when it comes to mxf where I play the f, though), with a slight preference for anything queer and anything poly. Iâm also weak for rarepairs, just in general. And Iâm open to nsfw as long as it serves a purpose for the story.Â
When it comes to plot, Iâm open to most things, canon-verse or AU. I have a few very vague plot ideas and AUs Iâd be interested in, but again Iâm pretty flexible. In general, Iâm big on hurt/comfort, trauma recovery, complex relationships, gray morality and way too many other things. Iâm also weak for some good action. And Iâm open to a fair amount of darker topics.
My muses / The characters Iâm interested in writing:
(italics for ones Iâm especially interested in using, () for ones Iâm a bit more hesitant with)
My Hero Academia (fully caught up on everything) Bakugou , Iida Tenya , ( Tokoyami ) , Kaibara , ( Shinsou ) , Ashido , Asui , Uraraka , Jirou , Tokage , Hatsume , Present Mic , ( Eraserhead ) , Hawks , Fatgum , Thirteen , Midnight , Miruko , Mt. Lady , Ragdoll , Iida Tensei , Giran , Magne ,Â
Haikyuu (fully caught up on the anime, currently reading the manga. I donât have a lot of experience writing for the fandom) Nishinoya , Tanaka Ryuunosuke , Kageyama , Hinata , Tsukishima , Ukai , Tanaka Saeko , Yachi , Kyoutani , Iwaizumi , ( Kuroo ) , Bokuto ; Tendou
Ghost Of Tsushima Jin ; Yuna ; Masako ; Tomoe ; Fune ; Kenzo
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đ Hello! I am 20 and I write maybe 200-400+ words, depending on the scene. Rarely less, sometimes more. Iâm pretty slow with replies, just as a general thing. And Iâm looking for other 18+ that can write about the same.
Iâm looking for people interested in My Hero Academia, Haikyuu, and Ghost of Tsushima related roleplays. Iâm open to both ccxoc and ccxcc. For ccxoc I would prefer doubling (and Iâm open to write ccâs outside the ones listed, though my characterisation might not be great), but Iâm pretty flexible. All characters are 18+.Â
Iâm open to most pairings (Iâm very selective when it comes to mxf where I play the f, though), with a slight preference for anything queer and anything poly. Iâm also weak for rarepairs, just in general. And Iâm open to nsfw as long as it serves a purpose for the story.Â
When it comes to plot, Iâm open to most things, canon-verse or AU. I have a few very vague plot ideas and AUs Iâd be interested in, but again Iâm pretty flexible. In general, Iâm big on hurt/comfort, trauma recovery, complex relationships, gray morality and way too many other things. Iâm also weak for some good action. And Iâm open to a fair amount of darker topics.
My muses / The characters Iâm interested in writing:
(italics for ones Iâm especially interested in using, () for ones Iâm a bit more hesitant with)
My Hero Academia (fully caught up on everything) Bakugou , Iida Tenya , ( Tokoyami ) , Kaibara , ( Shinsou ) , Ashido , Asui , Uraraka , Jirou , Tokage , Hatsume , Present Mic , ( Eraserhead ) , Hawks , Fatgum , Thirteen , Midnight , Miruko , Mt. Lady , Ragdoll , Iida Tensei , Giran , Magne ,Â
Haikyuu (fully caught up on the anime, currently reading the manga. I donât have a lot of experience writing for the fandom) Nishinoya , Tanaka Ryuunosuke , Kageyama , Hinata , Tsukishima , Ukai , Tanaka Saeko , Yachi , Kyoutani , Iwaizumi , ( Kuroo ) , Bokuto ; Tendou
Ghost Of Tsushima Jin ; Yuna ; Masako ; Tomoe ; Fune ; Kenzo
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Once I Had Wondered What Was Holdin' Up The Ground (but I can see that all along love it was you all the way down)
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/oSyU3l2 by bigfootsghostwriter âRed,â crackled through the coms. Bakugou. Kirishima breathed again. In, and out. Weathering the storm. Bakugou was talking to him. âDonât even think about responding to that, you better keep holding up this fucking building or Iâll crumple it on top of you myself.â He was buying Kirishima time, listening to the other hero offered at least moments of reprieve. Bakugou had clocked everything about his situation, down to the fact that he couldnât answer another question without losing his focus. âWhat do you say you and me get some food after this, huh?â Sound once again sparked into his ear. He could hear the background noise of sirens, the slight chatter of maybe news reporters. âThereâs this new place Iâve been wanting to check out.â Then, slightly quieter, as is Bakugou had shifted away from his com, âIf Uravity doesnât hurry the fuck up Iâm blasting through. Iâm not fucking joking Deku, I am about to bring this building down.â  Or, Kirishima gets stuck underneath a building. Bakugou comforts his Atlas. Words: 1957, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: ĺăŽăăźăăźă˘ăŤăă㢠| Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Kaminari Denki, Midoriya Izuku, Uraraka Ochako, Iida Tenya, Mentioned Rock Lock - Character, Mentioned FatGum - Character, Mentioned Gang Orca - Character Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Hurt Kirishima Eijirou, Protective Bakugou Katsuki, Protective Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Third Year Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Villains, Soft Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, Kirishima Eijirou Needs a Hug, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Quirk Exertion, Quirk Accident (My Hero Academia), Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou-centric, Soft Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou Fluff, Minor Injuries, blood mention read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/oSyU3l2
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Unknown Event Hurt/Comfort
Fatgum x Reader
Trigger warning under read more
Authorâs note: IâM SO FUCKING GLAD THIS IS DONE THIS WAS MY LAST QUEUED COMMISION. IâM GOING TO GO EAT PEROGIâS AND ENERGY DRINKS AND CRY OVER SOMETHING TOTALLY RELEVANT TO THIS FIC
Trigger warning: police being bastards, reader is crying (not panic attack but very shaken), hawks slander
Fatgumâs heart started racing as he heard his phone ringing through the locker room of his hero agency. His day had just ended, and he was exhausted, the kind that ached down to his bone, but all he heard was the special ringtone he had for the Tokyo police department.
The Xylophone chimes, despite being an extremely relaxing sound for most, never failed to make his heart beat out of his chest and his stomach fly into his throat. Just hearing it made his adrenaline rush. Carefully, as not accidentally drop the towel around his waist and scar poor Kirishima and Tamaki for life, he rushed across the room and fumbled with answer the phone.
âHello, Fatgum speaking,â he said, when he heard static at the other end of the line he continued, âwhat kind of emergency requires you to call me an hour after my patrol on my personal cell-phone?â
âItâs me,â you said into the phone, your voice sore and tired, âitâs me babe.â
The situation only got worse from here, it seemed. He felt the towel slipping and pulled it back up before he scared his poor interns for life. He tucked the phone between his head and his ear and used his now free hand to gesture the two of them out of the room. Heâd like privacy for the rest of what was about to transpire. âWhat the hell are you doing at the Tokyo Police Station?â
âI⌠um,â you pause, he can hear the gulp of air you make as you try to stay calm, âI need you to come pay my bail. I understand youâre probably still working, itâs only six oâclock in the evening-â
âItâs eight-thirty,â Fatgum corrects, âhow long have they been holding you?â
He hears you choke up and his heart breaks, âsince four.â
âTheyâve held you since four and didnât give you youâre phone call until now?â He asks, infuriated.
âYeah, the put me in this metal room and asked me a whole bunch of questions about-â
âDid you answer them?â He asks. He knows you didnât do anything, youâd never do anything, you were one of the sweetest, peaceful people he knew. Your hands were far to soft, fragile even, to do anything thatâd land you in an integration room. You were incapable of causing trouble, between your gentle personality and lack of quirk. If anything, you were often on the receiving end of it, like right now.
âNo-â
âDonât tell me anything else until I get there.â He interrupts. âHow much is it?â
â130,000 yen.â
âGod, Iâm about to-â he pauses, knowing full well this line is monitored. âIâm on my, Iâm taking the company car, honey.â
Itâs not long before he leaves the locker rooms, hair still dripping wet but in civilian clothes. âDo you boys need a ride to the U.A. dorms?â He asks out of consideration. He knows theyâll take the bus, it runs for another three hours and theyâll get home just fine even without.
âWeâre good, thank you Mr. Fatgum,â Kirishima answers.
âOkay well I have to go handle a personal emergency, if you need anything my secretary is more than capable of handling any issues that arise. Ask her if you need anything.â And with that he was off. Theyâd never seen him move so quickly off the battlefield, they noted.
He was in the car, keys in the ignition and foot on the gas pedal before the door was all the way closed. He clutched his steering wheel at every red-light, and in a fit of frustration turned the radio off all together, jamming the on/off button in a fit to get it to stop playing Super Bass by Nicki Minaj.
He made sure he parked the car in one of the guest spots before walking into the station, where several officers enthusiastically greeted him. He kept his face in a stern line, and between him being in a v-neck t-shirt and a pair of gym shorts, and the way theyâd never seen him don a more serious face, they knew something was wrong.
âWhere is she?â He asked when the police chief came out to see him.
âWhere is who?â The police chief answered.
âMy partner. You unlawfully held her for over four hours,â he answered. Seethed would be more accurate but the BMI hero doesnât seethe. He doesnât hiss words through his teeth and he doesnât cross his arms over his chest, knowing full well that the muscle under it was enough to lift a car. But here he was.
You were escorted out by the two officers shortly afterwards. It was like you were waiting around the corner, waiting for the police chief to signal your release off-handedly. As soon as your handcuffs were off, you ran into your boyfriendâs arms, embracing the safety and warmth of his hug.
It wasnât long before you were being escorted off the premises by him. They didnât even make him pay your bail, it was as if they knew theyâd fucked up as soon as they saw him. You sat in the passenger seat of the car, trying to unpop the power button of the radio so you could listen to something. Anything. This silence was killing you.
âWhatâd you do?â Fatgum asks softly. Quietly, even. The hurt in his voice was worse than the stagnant silence from before. You wish you could go back to it.
âThey accused me of a jewelry store robbery.â
Fatgum looked genuinely shocked. âPardon?â
âYeah, that was my reaction when they put me in quirk cancelling cuffs and accused me of all of this stuff.â You threw both your hands on the dashboard, to hold you upright so you didnât curl in on yourself. âExplained how I âused my quirkâ to slip through the walls and grab the jewelry and leave. Said they got my face on the security cameras.â
âAnd you said theyâd held you unlawfully since four?â
âThey snagged me off the side of the road on my way back home from work,â you clarify, âjust pulled over, pulled me into the cop car and drove off with me, I thought I was being kidnapped.â
Fatgumâs large hand took up a good portion of both your knees, however the large thumb rubbing circles into it was more than welcome, familiar even.
âAnd you told them you were quirkless,â he asked.
âYes. They said I was lying.â
âAnd they didnât check your medical records?â He asks.
âI think they only let me make the call after they searched my wallet, and saw no quirk on my ID and the photo of you I keep opposite.â
His eyes brighten. âYou keep a photo of me in your wallet?!â Heâd completely forgotten the situation at hand.
âYeah,â you say sheepishly, âI keep it opposite my ID so whenever I close my wallet weâre kissing.â
Fatgumâs heart melts into his chest. âShucks, sweetheart,â he finally manages out of his mouth, âletâs go home, and order some takeout.â
You smile softly. âI managed to get a coupon for KFC, if you wanna stop by there on the way home.â
He makes a face. âAnd run into hawks? No way!â
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Word count: 1703
Paring: Taishiro Toyomitsu(Fatgum) x Transmasculine non-binary reader
Summary: Being transgender and working with idiots can be really hard, but luckily you have the softest boyfriend ever.
Warnings: Mentions of dysphoria, talk of binding, people being dicks, mentions of food, let me know if i missed anything that should be a warning.
A/n: So little background, one this takes place shortly after the Shie Hassakai raid, so Taishiro is in slim form. Two I wrote this because recently at work Iâve been having a lot of trouble with people misgendering me even after having conversations with management about my identity. It's getting better but still feeling kinda shitty. Anyway, enjoy this comfort fic and let me know if you like it. Also, requests are open just check my rules and character list and feel free to ask for anything.
    Today was by far one of the hardest Iâve had in a long time. I just wanted to go to bed and not get up for anything. I spent the entire day at work being misgendered by coworkers, and customers, this really did a number on my gender dysphoria and self esteem. Every Time I was called ma'am, or heard someone refer to me as her or she I felt like all of the work I have done to pass as masculine was for nothing. I know I shouldnât let these things get to me because people can be dicks but it still really hurts, especially when I've told coworkers multiple times that my pronouns are they/them or he/him, and they keep ignoring my wishes.
     My only relief is when I get to go home to my lovely partner Taishiro Toyomitsu. Weâve been together for the past couple of years and he has been supportive the entire time. He has been with me since before I started transitioning and didnât even bat an eye when I finally came out and decided to transition. Tai always knows what to say when Iâm having a bad day, and supports me in every way that he can. I donât know where I would be If I didnât have him.
     Thatâs why I was so relieved to arrive home to find him relaxing on the couch with take out from our favorite restaurant down the road. Itâs like he knows when Iâm having an off day before we even talk. I took my shoes and coat off, setting them by the door before plopping down on the couch leaning on his shoulder. While I enjoy the warm cuddles I get from him when heâs in his fat form, I enjoy being able to lean on his shoulder without struggle.Â
      âHey dumpling, you want to talk about it, or just eat dinner?â Tai asked as he wrapped his arm over my shoulder, pulling me in closer.
      âFood first, I just want to relax with you.â I was not ready to talk about my struggles of the day yet. He just nodded and reached for a take out container with teriyaki salmon and noodles, handing it to me with a pair of chopsticks. I gladly accepted it, ready to enjoy a meal with Tai.
      Before we could get too far into eating, Taishiro sat up from his current box of rice with a look of reliastion on his face. âYou didnât take off your binder.â He turned to me. I turned away slightly because I know what he was gonna say, sure heâs right I just canât handle that right now. âHey, I know you donât want to, because of whatever happened today. But itâs for your own safety, I donât want you hurting from wearing it too much. Tell you what, if you go take it off now you can wear one of my hoodies, and while youâre doing that I will put on How to Train Your Dragon cause I know itâs one of your favorites.â Tai encouraged me to go take off the constricting fabric.
       I nodded begrudgingly, before getting off the couch to find the giant hoodie I had claimed as my dysphoria hoodie. It took me a minute to get my binder off and get the hoodie on, making sure to stretch out my shoulders and cough to help expand my lungs after 8 hours of compression on my chest. Once I felt somewhat comfortable, I made my way back out to the living room. âHappy now?â I said as I watched my boyfriend finish what I assume is his third box of rice judging by the empty containers stacked at the end of the coffee table. He looked up at me with rice stuck to the outside of his mouth, he smiled at me and nodded. I sat down next to him picking my food back up and playing the movie.
       After about three hours, an entire tableâs worth of food, and two How to train Your Dragon movies later, I was faced with a discussion I still didnât want to have. âYou should really talk about what happened at work. I know you donât like talking about your struggles, but you canât bottle it up all the time, dumpling.â Tai said, pulling me into his side.
       I nodded but took a minute to respond. âItâs just so difficult. I work so hard to look the way I want to and people just ignore it. They just assume because I have a higher pitch voice that obviously Iâm a chick. I just wish people would take in more than one feature of a person before making assumptions, or ask before calling people something.â I began ranting, and like every other time Iâve needed to vent Taishiro just listened, rubbing my back. âI hate that Iâve explicitly told people âhey Iâm non-binary and prefer these pronounsâ and they straight up ignore it. If I didnât need this job I would probably quit. And I know what youâre gonna say, yes technically we could comfortably live off your salary as a pro, but I canât sit around all day. I need to do something and not be cooped up all the time. I just wish there was a way to get people to pull their heads out of their asses and be respectful.â It felt nice to get that off my chest, I truly did like working and being out of the house, but dealing with assholes is so draining.
       Taishiro didnât immediately respond knowing that it was necessary and just pulled me closer. It may not have been long since he used up his fat stores but I could tell he was steadily building it back. He was becoming less lean and softer. I was always in awe of how much he changed because of his quirk, it honestly made me slightly jealous and that thought led me into another rant. âUhg, I'm so jealous of you sometimes you know. You have such an amazing quirk, you get to save people and they respect you no matter what. They donât look at you and assume youâre lazy because of your fat form, they donât treat you differently when you expel the energy from your body and become skinny. No matter what to people you are the BMI hero Fatgum. But when people look at me, Iâm just some chick trying to pretend to be a guy. If only I had a quirk that let me change how I looked, I would be able to look how I want when I want and I wouldnât have to wait ages to get approved for surgeries to make me feel comfortable in my own body. Hell if I even just had a quirk people would probably respect me more.â I finish slightly out of breath.
       I heard a sigh from above me and looked up at Taishiro. âDonât say that. People respect you plenty. Plus youâre perfect the way you are. You are so much braver than most of the pro heroes Iâve worked with. You face the world everyday with a smile on your face even when you feel less than perfect. You treat everyone with respect even when they donât really deserve it. And yes people will look at me no matter what and see Fatgum the BMI hero, but only you look at me and see Taishiro. Youâre the only one who knows how frustrating it is for me to find clothes because of my size, or how tired I get after using up all my fat. You are the only person I want to see when Iâm eating a grocery store worth of food in one sitting because itâs not a pretty site and I know you wonât judge me. The people love Fatgum because he can save them and not break a sweat, they love that in dire situations he goes from an 8 foot ball to a 6 foot lean attractive person. Being able to change how you look can be great but it can also be a pain. I wouldnât want you to change the way you look just so other people stop being dicks. If you want to change the way you look, do it because that's what you want. And Iâve told you before Iâll pay for anything you want, if youâre tired of waiting for approval for top surgery Iâll gladly pay for it. If you want to quit your job because people are assholes, quit your job.â He went on his own rant trying to get his point across. â And before you say it, if you quit your job you can come be my assistant at the agency, help me with paperwork and talk with Amajiki and Eijiro cause I know how much you care for those two.â He added on. We had talked about it before and I had always turned down the offer, but with how stressful my current job is it would be nice to work with people who actually respect and care about me.
      âOkay, I guess Iâll come work with you. It has been a while since I talked with the boys. Iâll put in my two weeks tomorrow.â He gave me his signature smile finally glad that after years of trying to get me to work with him I agreed. âAlso thank you for listening and cheering me up. I love you so much Tai. I donât know what I would do without you.â I said giving him a kiss on the cheek before standing up to head to the bedroom for the night.
      Before I could get too far he pulled me back down to the couch, giving me a kiss on the lips. âI love you too, Y/n. I truly am proud of you, whenever you need to talk Iâm always here for you.â Tai said before letting me up and following me to bed.\
      There may be bad days where it feels like nothing is going right but at least I know I have the most supportive boyfriend ever to help me through it.
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