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faulty-writes · 4 years ago

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Warning: Mention of characters from Manga.

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Pairing: Student!Hizashi Yamada x Student!Reader

[ This is my third piece for the Hero Bingo event hosted by @bnhabookclub, the theme for this is Runaway Bride. I added a bit of a twist to it as opposed to what most would think a runaway bride plotline should be. Still I hope you enjoy. I love Hizashi Yamada! ]

[ Most would think a U.A. student’s life revolves around training, work-studies, and internships. However, most don’t realize that while U.A. students may be the talk of the town. They can participate in normal student activities. Despite your dedication to the support course, you decide to audition for a play U.A. is putting on. However, your friend Hizashi Yamada seems to disapprove of your decision and when he finds out a wedding scene is to take place. He is determined to bend some rules to finally get you to understand how he feels about you. ]

Hizashi smiled as he watched you laugh along with the group that consisted of himself, Shouta Aizawa, and Oboro Shirakumo. However, more often than not you weren’t included when the students of Class 2-A made fun of the three boys. Dumbigos seemed to be their favorite word to use when describing the trio, which you didn’t take too kindly to. It wasn’t unusual for students to have friends in different classes, in your case.

You were a member of the Support Course and happened to meet Hizashi that way. He had come into the Development Studio asking for some type of sound device that would direct his voice quirk more effectively, of course, you were more than happy to help and found the over-enthusiastic blond to be charming. It wasn’t soon after that, you noticed Hizashi would come to the Development Studio just to see you and try to strike up a conversation.

You had gotten introduced to his friends that way and before you knew it, the four of you were hanging out and occasionally making weekend plans with one another. Of course, Hizashi seemed to be the one most after your attention. You thought nothing of it seeing as Hizashi was quite unreadable but unknown to you. He held feelings for you, which had started when you began defending not only him but Shouta and Oboro as well.

You never seemed to like the way the other hero students treated your boys and though it was almost amusing watching you scream at the bullies. Part of Hizashi felt bad, if anyone tried anything to hurt you. More than likely he wouldn’t be able to hold himself back. But luckily it never came to that, most would think that students in U.A. High were only dedicated to their department. However, that wasn’t the case.

U.A. also catered to various other aspects of High School life which included being a part of the school band, participating in after school activities, and putting on plays hosted by the drama club. Usually every High School had one major play they put on every year, though Hizashi never took part in such things. Acting wasn’t his strong point and he believed in being honest which often clashed with his acting ability as he hated things that made a mockery of true feelings. However, he wasn’t expecting you to actually want to audition for a part.

You had mentioned it during lunch as you sat against the wall with Shouta, Hizashi, and Oboro. “So, did you guys hear about the play U.A. is putting on?” Oboro smiled and nodded his head enthusiastically, “Yeah! I heard it’s supposed to be a really good one, what do you think Shouta?” he asked as he elbowed the grumpy boy who was only trying to finish his lunch and avoid conversation.

He let out a sigh and turned his attention to Oboro, “Who cares.” he said with a shrug. “It’s just some stupid play, nothing will come of it. I don’t know why Y/n is even mentioning it.” you frowned, Shouta was always such a stick in the mud. “I mentioned it because I’m thinking of auditioning for a part.” you said and gasped when Hizashi grabbed your shoulder. “Whaaaaaaat?!” he exclaimed, making you wince at the high volume of his voice.

You covered your ears and squirmed around to face him. “Don’t do that.” you scolded with a soft glare. “Oh uh...sorry.” he said as he rubbed the back of his head, “But ya caaaaaaaan’t audition!” he exclaimed once more and you held a finger up to your mouth. “Shhhh.” you hushed him, though you found his words confusing. You crossed your arms and looked at him suspiciously. “Why not?” you questioned, and Hizashi seemed a little nervous.

“Well...because…” he glanced away, trying to come up with a rational explanation. “Because?” you asked, trying to get him to speak. He shook his head, “Well, if you’re too busy practicing for the play. Ya won’t get to hang out with us as much!” he said, Shouta and Oboro looked at him just as equally as confused as you. Truth was, Hizashi didn’t want anything to take you away from him.

His personal feelings for acting and such might have something to do with it. Yet, Shouta and Oboro seemed to disagree with him. “Aw, come on Hizashi!” Oboro said before swallowing the food in his mouth, he’d always bring a bento box for lunch, and ironically, he’d always make a mess as well. There were small pieces of rice sticking to his mouth and cheeks, which in a way was almost cute.

But Shouta would always comment that Oboro was more like a toddler when he ate. “You have to let Y/n audition! We can always spend time together later.” he suggested, flashing a bright smile at Hizashi but Shouta huffed in response. “Stop making a big deal out of it Hizashi,” he said before he resumed eating.

“Three against one ain’t faaaaaaair!” Hizashi cried out before pouting, you couldn’t help but chuckle at his display. “I win,” you said before leaning close to him, “and I will audition, even if you don’t like it.” you said before standing on your feet, you brushed off the front of your uniform. “Better luck next time, I don’t know why you don’t try auditioning. You’d probably be good,” you said as you patted his shoulder.

“I’ll see you guys later, I want to get a headstart on my newest piece of equipment.” you waved Shouta and Oboro goodbye before leaving the cafeteria. Hizashi watched you leave with a pout and slumped against the wall, letting out a sigh. Oboro blinked at his friend’s odd behavior. “Is something wrong?” he questioned and Hizashi shrugged. Shouta rolled his eyes, “Do you really have to ask that?” he questioned, “It’s obvious what’s wrong.” Oboro still seemed lost.

“What do you mean?” he asked, though Shouta seemed more annoyed than usual. His eyebrow was twitching and his jaw was clenched. He was just trying to eat his lunch in peace. “Hizashi…” he said, effectively catching the boy’s attention. “Just tell them how you feel, it’s not that hard.” Hizashi jumped and glared at Shouta before pointing his finger at him.

“It is that haaaaaaaaaaaard! How do ya expect me to tell them!?” Shouta shrugged, not offering an answer while Oboro tapped his chin. “Well, I have an idea…” he said, though Hizashi and Shouta knew that Oboro’s ideas weren't the best. Hizashi was willing to listen anyway. “Okay, picture it!” Oboro began, holding his hands up in the air. “Dress up in your hero costume and buy a big bouquet of roses! Then you…” he trailed off when he noticed the look his friends were giving him.

“What?” he said before dropping his hands and Hizashi once more leaned against the wall, staring at the fellow students in the cafeteria. “How am I going to tell Y/n how I feel.” Hizashi whispered though he had enough confidence. Finding the courage to blurt out the words that sang from his heart was another obstacle entirely. Yet, his jealousy seemed to work against him a few days later when you told him you had gotten a lead role in the play.

You almost thought you had broken him with the expression he pulled, his jaw was dropped and his glasses were halfway down the bridge of his nose. His eyes were wide and it almost scared you, “Are you alright?” you asked, and Hizashi shook his head. “What did ya just say?!” he demanded, which made you jump. “Uh…” you pressed your hands to your chest, tilting your head. “I just said I auditioned for the play and I got a part!” you exclaimed happily, “It’s going to be amazing, there’s even a wedding scene!” Hizashi tried to push down the growl building in his throat.

“W-Wedding scene.” he repeated and you nodded, “Yeah, I mean there’s also a kissing scene but it’s nothing more than a peck on my groom’s lips. Well, I should say Sensoji's lips.” you replied and that growl finally escaped him. Sensoji was a student from Class 2-B and someone Hizashi tended to clash with. Just knowing your precious lips would be stolen away from that overgrown gorilla before he had a chance to taste them, made his jealousy rise. He clenched his fists and you took note of the awkward tension that was beginning to fill the air.

“Is something wrong Hizashi?” you questioned, taking note of the small trembles that began to course through his body. He clenched his jaw and looked toward the floor, “I-I’m fine. I have to go, I’ll catch ya later.” he said before quickly turning on his feet and running down the hallway. Ignoring your call, “Hizashi! Hizashi!” you stomped your foot, clearly confused. What the hell was his problem?

“Shouta!” the blond yelled as he approached the depressed-looking boy who was walking past the gates of U.A., Oboro right by his side. “Hm?” Both of them turned to look at Hizashi who scraped his shoes along the ground and caused dirt to fly up. “Guuuuuuuuys!” he cried out, causing Shouta to sigh and Oboro to raise his eyebrows in surprise. “Something wrong, Yamada?” he questioned as the boy caught his breath, nodding his head in response.

Shouta frowned, in all honesty, he just wanted to go home. But he was slightly curious as to what was bothering his friend, but he could guess just as easily. It was clear there was one thing on Hizashi’s mind lately, and his suspicions were only confirmed when the blond lifted his head and spoke. “It’s Y/n!” he exclaimed, pointing toward the U.A. building. “Huh? What about them, are they injured? Do they need help?” Oboro questioned and Hizashi shook his head.

Shouta took a step forward and narrowed his eyes. “They told you about the play.” he stated, catching Hizashi off guard. “What…” Shouta and Oboro exchanged a look, “Opps uh well…” Oboro rubbed the back of his head before Shouta reached out and placed his hand on Hizashi’s shoulder. “Y/n already told us, I was hoping they wouldn’t find you but looks like they did,” he said before dropping his hand and Hizashi let out another growl.

He reached up to ruffle his hair, letting out a small burst of anger before he took a deep breath. “There’s a kissing scene!” he suddenly shouted, however, Shouta and Oboro seemed unphased by this as they were more than used to Hizashi’s loudness. Though the few students that were walking by jumped in surprise. Shouta raised his eyebrow and placed his hand on his hip. “So?” he questioned and Oboro shook his head.

“So?” he repeated before wrapping his arm around Shouta’s shoulders. The boy grunted in response, clearly annoyed as his friend pulled him close. “We have to prevent that kiss from happening!” he declared, throwing his fist into the air and Hizashi quickly followed. “YEEEEEEEEEAH!” he screamed yet again, Shouta groaned and Oboro released him before covering his ears.

“Keep it down,” Shouta warned before looking at Oboro who nodded in agreement. “Buuuuuuut,” he said, causing Shouta to almost cringe as he knew that Oboro was about to talk about yet another brilliant idea. “I have a solution! Remember my old idea?” he said, and Shouta rolled his eyes. “How is your old idea going to help?” he questioned but Hizashi held his hand up. “Now waaaaait a minute Shouta, I want to hear him out.” he said, and Oboro smirked in victory.

“Alright, you ready? This time you’re going to confess your feelings to Y/n and put a stop to that kiss in the process!” Hizashi smiled as he heard those words and nodded, “Let’s do it!” he declared enthusiastically as he folded his hands into fists, determined to finally tell you how he felt. Though he had to be careful not to give himself away and you began to grow concerned when he started avoiding you and a little suspicious when you saw him around the auditorium and during rehearsal.

It was even more concerning when you noticed that Shouta and Oboro were tagging along with him, what were they up to? You tried to ignore it and focused your attention on your role, though if you were being honest with yourself. You were a little nervous, you hadn’t expected to get a lead part when you auditioned. But at least Hizashi hadn’t complained, in fact, he hadn’t mentioned anything revolving the play since the day you told him you had gotten a part in it.

Strange. As opening day approached, you had tried to track down the trio. But it seemed the three dumbigos were nowhere to be found and in a way it upset you, one would think their closest friends would be there for them. Especially opening night of the play, maybe you misjudged them? But you didn’t need them if they were going to treat you this way.

Still, as the auditorium filled up, you couldn’t help but pull back the curtain and try to find their faces in the crowd. Unfortunately, it seemed they weren’t going to show up. Nemuri seemed to notice your odd behavior and walked up to you before the first act, “Y/n,” she said as she placed her hand on your shoulder. You jumped in surprise and turned to face her, “Hm?” she chuckled, “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you darling. But you seem on edge, last minute jitterbugs?” she questioned and you frowned, should you tell her?

You weren’t sure, then again. You trusted Nemuri, even if she was a third year. You sigh and shrug your shoulders. “Hizashi isn’t here,” you began, “and neither are Shouta or Oboro. I haven’t seen any of them since I told them about this play in the first place!” you exclaimed as you stomped your foot, a small amount of anger filling you. “I mean...aren't they supposed to be here? Aren’t they supposed to support me? I...I don’t know what’s going on and all of them have been acting so strange lately I just…” you groaned and slapped your thighs.

Nemuri was a little surprised by your display, but she seemed to understand your dilemma and offered a smile. “I’m sure they’ll be here, you know those three. Especially Hizashi, he likes to make an entrance.” she explained as she placed her hand on her hip, you wanted to believe her and she did make sense. Those three boys left impressions everywhere they went.

“I…I guess.” you said before your sensei announced it was time for the first act and everyone needed to get into position. Nemuri smiled at you, “Good luck out there, break a leg.” she said with a wink and a soft blush came to your cheeks. “Uh, thank you.” Nemuri waved you goodbye as you ran off to take your position. Butterflies came as you watched the curtain go up, though you were a lead role. You couldn’t help but continue to glance over the crowd, praying that your friends would show up.

However, as the second, third, fourth, fifth act came. You had stopped searching as it was clear they weren’t going to show and honestly, it hurt. Your classmates noticed your sad expression, though none of them asked what was wrong and you couldn’t blame them. More than likely they were nervous about the outcome of the play and how it would improve or worsen U.A.’s reputation.

As the final scene approached, you felt a little awkward dressed as a bride. The white dress clashed with how your character was supposed to feel, how any bride was supposed to feel. Anger and sadness seemed to be swirling like a hurricane inside of you and maybe that was a good thing, as it numbed the butterflies that had bothered you at the start of the play.

Still, you couldn’t help but wonder why your friends hadn’t shown up and hesitantly scanned over the crowd one last time as you walked onto the stage for the final scene. There were rose petals scattered across the floor and a few extras standing around, the scene was supposed to resemble a church in which your character was about to wed the love of their life. This also happened to be the kissing scene you weren’t exactly looking forward to, still given your sour mood you could care less. You walked onto the platform where Sensoji stood, he smirked as he saw you.

You cradled the fake bouquet of flowers to your chest, though this scene called for you to be cheerful. You just couldn’t bring yourself to smile, in fact in that moment. It almost seemed like you were standing on the stage by yourself, words became blurred as you got lost in your thoughts. “You may now kiss the bride.” That was your cue to complete the scene, but you were busy looking at the floor. Your expression blank and the extras on stage looked at one another.

“You may now kiss the bride.” the words were repeated and it wasn’t until one of your classmates nudged you that you snapped out of your thoughts. “Huh, what?” you questioned and realized your mistake, oh right. A fit of laughter came and you felt your cheeks heat up, damn it. You looked at Sensoji who seemed to be getting impatient, “Uh sorry.” you muttered before stepping closer and tried your best not to cringe when you felt him grab your arms gently and pull you close.

“Pucker up.” he said and though it disgusted you, it was part of the play. You swallowed and closed your eyes, leaning close. You could feel his hot breath against your mouth just before the lights went out. Several gasps filled the room and those on stage, including yourself, looked around confused. This wasn’t part of the play and you hissed as the stage light illuminated the entrance of the auditorium.

Your eyes widened as you saw Hizashi, dressed in leather from head to toe. However, you quickly realized it was his hero costume which raised another question, why was he wearing it? You turned on your feet, scanning the spotlight area and rolled your eyes when you saw Oboro perched next to the oversized light. Where was Shouta? Well, it didn’t matter.

It seems everyone else was at a loss and Hizashi smiled as he raised a microphone to his lips. “HEEEEEEEEY there listeners!!!!” he announced and you winced at the volume of his voice. He continued to smirk and raised his fist in the air, “I’m here to stop an INJUSTICE!!!” he exclaimed and your eyes widened. Confused looks were exchanged before Hizashi pointed to the stage and somehow you knew he was directing that finger at you.

“Y/N!!!!” he screamed and you felt embarrassed, especially as all eyes turned on you. Damn it, Hizashi. Your cheeks flushed and you glanced to the floor, a moment of silence came and Hizashi suddenly seemed nervous as his smile faded and his shoulders slumped. You slowly glanced up, was this why he hadn’t shown up? Was he just planning on doing this the whole time to ruin the play?

Shouta was perched down behind the last row of seats, acting as Hizashi’s support. “Hey…” he said, catching Hizashi’s attention. “Hm?” he responded before Shouta shook his head. “Stop letting your nerves get to you and just tell them how you feel already. I can’t believe you dragged me into this,” he said as he rolled his eyes and Hizashi almost wanted to growl but Shouta was right.

He needed to tell you this, even if this was the most extreme way to get his feelings across. He took a deep breath and turned his attention back on you, he felt his heart accelerate and brought the microphone to his lips once more. “Y/n, I can’t allow ya to kiss another man!” he shouted, and you looked at Sensoji who seemed to be fuming. His hands were curled into fists and you were a little afraid of what he’d do. But you focused your attention back to Hizashi. “Why…” you said before he took a step forward, “I love you!” your jaw dropped, did...you hear him correctly?

In the background, you could Oboro cheering. “Yeah! You finally did it Hizashi!” he said as the sound of his faint clapping filled the air and Shouta face palmed himself, Oboro normally brought unwanted attention to the three of them. You were still in disbelief and your feet seemed frozen to the stage, you placed your hand to your forehead. Maybe you fainted on stage and this was all a dream? Unfortunately, you knew the reality of the situation.

Hizashi, Shouta and Oboro were late because they had made up this whole scheme just so Hizashi could confess that he loved you? It was both creepy and yet somehow, touching. You took a step forward as Hizashi extended his hand, “I love you, Y/n! That’s why I cannot allow ya to kiss that so-called groom!” he pointed to Sensoji before running to you and in turn, you pulled up the bottom of your dress and ran to the end of the stage where Hizashi extended his hand out once more.

“Hop on down from that stage and runaway with me!” he said and your face flushed, the sound of your heartbeat echoed in your ears and yet, you found yourself reaching for his hand. He smiled at you and without warning, grabbed your wrist and pulled. You gasped as you found yourself falling off the edge and straight into Hizashi’s arms. You were shocked and pressed your hands against his chest.

You hadn’t expected him to do such a thing, Hizashi was excitable but he’d never do anything to hurt his friends even if it was a joke. Still, you couldn’t help but look at him with adoring eyes. He smiled back at you, “Do ya truuuuuust me?!” he questioned and a small amount of fear filled you, what else was he planning to do? Your fingers curled into the front of his jacket before you hesitantly nodded.

“Great!” he chuckled before scooping you into his arms, you squeaked as your shoulder bumped into his chest. “Hizashi!” you cried out, it was one thing to be lifted up. But you were still wearing the wedding dress which was uncomfortable and the people that sat in the audience continued to look confused. You were grateful the lights were turned off as your face was bright red.

“Let’s go!” he said as he turned to run, your arms wrapped around his neck before he kicked open the auditorium doors and continued running. “Hey!” he said, tilting his head down to look at you. He found your expression and the way you perfectly fit in his arms to be adorable. You swallowed and parted your lips, “Y-Yes?” you said, your voice a little shaky. “I really stole my bride away huh?” he joked before kicking open another set of doors and ran toward the front gate.

Shouta and Oboro were trailing behind him but stopped as they passed the front doors of the school. Watching as Hizashi ran off with you, the sound of clapping echoed from the auditorium. “Do you think they thought that was part of the play?” Oboro questioned, and Shouta shrugged. “Even if they did so what,” he replied before slipping his hands into his pockets. “Come on.” he said as he began to walk and Oboro tilted his head, “Come on what?” he questioned as he followed behind.

“We need to make sure Y/n returns that outfit to the drama department.” he said, though even he hadn’t expected Hizashi to carry you away. “Oh...right,” Oboro said and stopped when he stepped onto the sidewalk. “Do you want to ride one of my clouds?” he questioned, ready to manifest one on demand. But Shouta shook his head, “No…” he replied before looking into the distance.

“I can’t see them anymore, maybe we can just wait until tomorrow.” he said before he resumed walking. “Huh? So we’re just going to let them be?” Oboro asked as he placed both arms behind his head. “We...did a pretty good job with that though, huh? I didn’t expect it to go so smoothly,” he said and though Shouta didn’t want to, he found himself smiling.

“Yeah...at least Hizashi finally got Y/n.” he said as he looked up at the sky, the moon was full and white in color. “Do you think we’ll be lucky enough to see Hizashi carry off Y/n when they get married for real?” he questioned and Shouta turned to look at him with an eyebrow raised. Oboro blinked, “What?” he pouted and looked at the ground as he continued to walk. “It’s a nice thought,” he replied, but for now. He was happy his friend finally found the happiness he deserved.

#hizashi x reader #yamada x reader #bnha bookclub #bnha x reader

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sephythespooky · 4 years ago

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reader insert: back in black mesa

PART 2

Passport acquired, but what now?

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“Here,” Tommy gently pressed the document into your hand. “Show this to Benrey. I’ll handle e-everything else.” Seeing how pale your lips were, he frowned, then hugged you tight. “It’ll be o-okay, friend. W-we’re the science team! We can do any-anything!”

Reluctant, you stepped out of the hug when Tommy released you and held out your passport at Benrey, whose bright eyes hadn’t left you since you picked it up. “yo, man....that seriously you? you look, uh....look a bit shit in that photo, not gonna lie.”

You look at the photo and snort. It’s your school photo from years ago, the one you hated most. “Yeah, yeah I do.”

Agreement, that was something you knew Benrey didn’t get a lot of from Gordon. But he seemed to like it, grinning with his razors before gently shaking Dr. Coomer out of the repetition of what you now realize was the Wikipedia article for lockers. “old man, like, i get it, but we gotta, uh, gotta do stuff now.”

The white haired scientist shook his head, turning to you and lighting up, “HELLO PLAYER!” He called, then seemed confused. “I should know your name. Why don’t I? Hm...”

Tommy interjected as Benrey began circling you, tilting his helmet this way and that as he analyzed your form, “Dr. Coomer, w-we don’t know them yet. We’re supposed to be waiting for Mr. Freeman!”

“yo, feetman? where’d he go?” Benrey asked, suddenly more interested in what Tommy had to say than in you.

You watched as Dr. Coomer looked between them, then snapped his fingers, “Oh! that’s what I’ve been wanting to say! HELLO GORDON!” He grins, then slumps a bit, “Oh...but he’s not here. I still have to give him his interest playcoins.”

“Dr. Coomer?” you ask softly, almost afraid to speak up, “How did I end up here? Gordon finished the game. You guys should still be with him, but now you’re with me?”

The older gentleman chuckled, “Not to worry, Not-Gordon, we will figure this out. I do love a good puzzle! Let’s get Bubby and have a good ol’ chat about it.”

“least i don’t have to watch you. like i did him. you’ve got your passport,” Benrey still pushes you ahead of him and you squeak, rushing forward to hold onto Tommy’s sleeve.

Tommy moves so you can hold hands, and he swings his arm a bit, sunny smile in place, “We’ll be careful with you, I-I promise! Nobody will be doing any OSHA violations with me on the-the case!”

His presence was comforting, even if you were more than aware of his lack of gun-safety training. But there weren’t guns right now. At least besides the ones you could access.

The closer you get to the test chamber, the more tense you get, so you yelp when Benrey TELEPORTS in front of you and stands in the doorway, “dudes...these are the guys. i told you about them. not thinking about....about anything besides froot loops.”

The basic guards are unaffected, and the door opens behind Benrey with no other fanfare. Dr. Coomer laughs, “Well, I do love sugary cereal with colorful mascots. I prefer Frosted Flakes, though.”

“you would, old, old grampa man.” and then he’s gone, running ahead of you with that cackle that shook a nervous laugh out of you when it used to make you happy.

“Um...would...would petting Sunkist help you? He’s a good boy, and I-I always feel better when I pet him,” Tommy offers and you nod before he can even finish. Sunkist is immortal, and well trained. You’d pet the dang JPEG but you have a feeling things will be different for you in here.

“Okay. I’ll call for him once we find Bubby,” you’re getting close to his room, you think, but being so very near the test chamber is enough to make you jitter.

Your group enters the room with many scientists and you hear Bubby, “GOOD GRIEF! Not only are you late, but you brought an entourage. What kind of bastard are you?”

The yelling makes you flinch, and Dr. Coomer says helpfully as he takes hold of Bubby around the waist, pinning his arms, “Hello! We’re here to fetch you for a confab. We have to figure out how we help our new friend here and then get back to Gordon.”

“Gordon?” Bubby questions, his struggles against Coomer slowing until he’s finally released. “Wait. That’s right! Then why are you wandering around with that fucking idiot Benrey?!”

“bro, not cool.” Benrey hides behind you and blows a raspberry at Bubby. “came here tryin’ to be a great cool and you’re being mean. dr. mean man.”

“I live mean, and you tried to kill me! And everyone else!” Bubby huffs, waving his arms around and fire glinting off the tips of his fingers. “Someone explain this to me!”

Tommy takes a deep breath before he speaks, “Bubby, I know it was scary, but Benrey’s our friend. He only acted weird on Xen because it amplifies negative emotions. That’s why we felt so afraid and hopeless, otherwise it’d be pretty funny for Benrey to be so big, right? And, and fun to jump around like Moonshoes!”

“He has a point, Bubby.” Coomer takes a seat, and you follow suit, even if Benrey does leave and go sit on top of one of the other scientists who, for some reason, are not paying attention to your group. “I would have loved to see how my Power Legs did with the low gravity.”

“Well...I guess a little murder between friends isn’t that big a deal. And we didn’t die so we’re good for now. Maybe,” Bubby makes the hand sign for ‘i’m watching you’ toward Benrey, who is too busy tea bagging the scientist in mid-air to notice.

“Have,” Tommy looks at you hopefully, “Have you seen Mr. Freeman since my birthday party? Dr. Coomer tried to send him a message, but we’re not sure if he received it.”

“I have,” you say, closing your eyes to try and relax yourself, “Gordon Freeman is a streamer on Justin TV, like I am. I actually was...streaming myself doing this!”

“Good for him, he lived his dumb dream,” says Bubby.

“you’re streaming this, friend?” Benrey hops off the scientist and shuffles over, “you ever stream heavenly sword?”

“I haven’t yet,” you admit, “but I only heard of it through you talking about it to Gordon, so it took me a while to get hold of the game. I was planning on doing that next week.”

“nice,” the guard flops on the ground, just spread out all over. “m’gonna take a nap now. it’s boring without feetman here to bug. no offence, bro, but you’re too nice.”

“None taken,” you huff, very cautiously giving a pat to his helmet. You get a chuckle out of it.

“I hate to admit it,” Bubby isn’t looking at any of you, picking at the sole of his shoe, “but Gordon’s at least somewhat competent a leader.”

Tommy raised his hand, and Coomer gave him a nod to continue, “Mister....Mister Freeman might know what to do so we can get our friend out of here. But how do we tell him we-we need help? Oh,” he remembered something, then called out “SUNKIST!!!”

A woofing came, and you were suddenly bowled over by a large golden retriever.

“Good dog! Sunkist, you should let our friend up and sit with them. They’re, they’re very nervous.” Tommy giggled sweetly as Sunkist backed up and let you right yourself before laying his big head in your lap. You gently rub your hand down from his head to his shoulders, finally glad for your ability to touch things here. Even through your gloves, you felt how soft Sunkist’s fur was, how warm and strong the body beneath. Tommy had been more than right that Sunkist would make you feel better, and you murmur soft nonsense to the sweet pup.

“Can,” you’re nervous as you begin, “Can I ask why the other scientists don’t seem to notice us? They didn’t seem to really interact with Gordon, or you guys either.”

“I don’t know,” Bubby says as he waves a hand at the folks near the computer in the corner, “Somehow we’ve woken up and have some personality. These goons are dull as dishwater and twice as boring.”

“guuuuuuuuys,” Benrey whines loudly, “unless you know something about games or how to talk to freeman, i don’t caaaaare.” You pat his helmet again, getting a grumpy hurmph and a heavy hand falling on your knee.

“Why are you asking me? I don’t know! It’s not like I have his phone number!” Bubby snaps in response.

Dr. Coomer said with a perk of his head, “Our friend is a streamer, though. Does that mean you and Gordon work in the same department?”

“N-no,” you giggle a bit at the idea. “We all work in our own homes, or in office spaces we rent with others in small groups. Gordon has no idea I exist. He’s far too popular to bother with me.” But an idea comes as you speak and feel the steady, gentle weight of Sunkist on your lap, “But maybe my chat could go raid him? He might be streaming now and if they would go talk to him about this....maybe he’d listen?”

The team nods, and Tommy questions, “Didn’t you say you were streaming before you came here? M-maybe they’re still listening!”

“Might as well try,” you take a deep breath, “Guys in the chat, if you can hear me, go find Gordon Freeman on here. Message him, donate, do anything you can to get his attention on this stream! We need his help or....or I might never get out of here.”

You could only hope that your words got through...and that Gordon was in a mood to listen.

#hlvrai #reader insert #tommy coolatta #benrey #dr. coomer #bubby #sunkist

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pinktatertots99 · 5 years ago

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Hi! Im shy and i lOvE your stuff!!! I wanted to ask vould u maybe write something for hakushaku?? If you arent taking requests please feel free to ignore this😅

HOLY SHIT a nanbaka request that involves a new character! must be my birthday thank you lord!!!!

also uhhhh i only like have basic understanding of haku that he’s...a possible vampire? seems to be one of those type like uno, he’s a clumsy boi like jyugo and has a close relationship with his cellmates but like that’s all i know cause no translations lol.

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hakushaku huffed as he threw the magazine away from himself, gaining his cellmates reactions. “god these gothic magazines are so obsolete on their vampire knowledge.” he stated lifting his nose to it as torooru picked it up curiously. “mean really sparkling in sunlight how stupid can they get? i remember a time where they were actually spot on!”

“...so, you don’t sparkle in the sun?” biao asked as tsumuji gasped. “oh my GOD biao ya don’t just ASK a vampire if he sparkles in the sun!”

“no no, it’s fine.” haku replied pinching the bridge of his nose. “i figured this’d come up at some point but i, shall show you!” he stated as he moved to the cell’s window that had sun shining out. with a smug look he put his hand in the sunshine as the three watched in silence.

“...i don’t see anything.” biao said as hakushaku looked confused. “i do burn trust me on this.”

“now that i think bout it doesn’t this whole prison sparkle?” tsumuji asked as biao hummed. “i guess so. but does haku sparkle in sunlight?” as he asked haku started to smell something close to him, looking to his hand it was on literal fire. “ahah! see!” he exclaimed as the three were busy with themselves. “hey you three! i’m on fucking fire!” he shouted as reality hit. “wait...OH MY FUCKING GOD!” he shrieked as he ran around the cell screaming.

“i mean, probably but why does the building sparkle then?”

“maybe it’s a vampire too?” tsumuji replied as biao nodded. “maybe.” he replied as the fire alarm went off. “...what’s that?” immediately the door opened as rokusha yelled. “WHO THE HELL’S SETTING FIRES AGAIN!?”

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“you should be careful next time.” V stated as damian bandaged up hakushaku’s hand. “well, least we know he burns.” biao replied as rokusha groaned. “geez you dorks. where the hell’d you get this idea from anyways?”

“this.” torooru replied handing the magazine over as rokusha read it. “...why do you guys have a two-thousand and eight magazine?”

“A WHAT?!” hakushaku exclaimed as he snatched it with his good hand. “yeah, it’s that old you didn’t notice the date?” rokusha asked as hakushaku’s eye twitched. “...i was reading...OLD NEWS?!”

“i mean aren’t you vampires all old or something?” tsumuji asked as haku glared at him. immediately he ran as hakushaku chased him.

“SAY THAT TO MY FACE I AM A YOUTHFUL BEING!”

“GUUUUUUUUYS HEEEEEEELP!”

“but sparklies are popular with girls, right?” torooru asked as biao shrugged. “i don’t think that’s on haku’s mind now big guy.”

#nanbaka #nanbaka the numbers #idiots with numbers #nnbk #nanba prison #fanfiction #nanbaka hakushaku #hakushaku nanbaka #the pink one speaks #i made this

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Wolves Among Us - Bakugo x Reader (VIII)

Series Warning: Fantasy AU, Fluff, NSFW

(Chapter VIII/XX) New Mini Series! (((ALL CHAPTERS ARE IN MY MASTERLIST)))

Hey guuuuuuuuys! Here’s the next chapter to WAU!! Yesss so excited!! I hope you guys enjoy!!

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Inspired by The Company of Wolves by Angela Carter

VIII:

On the second night with Katsuki’s pack, the perfect moon was eastward to the mountains that stood like silhouettes against the dark navy skies. A swirl of stars peeked behind the leisurely clouds, riding along the skies like a brush upon a canvas. A wonder was happening among them, but it only lasted for a moment. A streak of light had torn through the stagnant stars before it faded into the dark, if eyes had discovered the phenomenon, many would have wished for their desires and hoped it would come true in the near future. Unfortunately, you weren’t there to witness the event like many others who were slumbering in their caves. You were between the arms of Katsuki, huddled up against his chest as you slept soundly. Your legs were tangled with his under the cozy covers you were sharing with him. You were taking up most of the sheep wool cloth under you once again and Katsuki’s body was clinging to the bare edges of the cloth. He wasn’t aware of it as he was deep in his sleep. It took a lot to wake Katsuki up, normally, one would have to shake him awake constantly until he recovered from his stages of sleep. The only time where he would wake up instantly would be because of his senses, but even that wasn’t common.

As for you, you were quite the opposite. Unless you were extremely exhausted, any simple sound would stir you awake momentarily before slipping back into your slumber. Even when Katsuki would shift slightly, you would wake up, moving along with him before settling back into your sleep. So, it wasn’t a surprise that you were stirred out of your sleep when an unidentified sound entered your ears. With a groan, you rubbed your tired eyes while you picked up your head. The covers around your body had slipped to your hips.

“What is that…?” You asked yourself and glanced at the hanging cloth that separated the hallway from the room. You heard a faint sound that felt like it came from the room across the hall. It sounded like someone was in pain, growls and sometimes squeals could be heard. The cloth muffled the sound, but it still worried you to no end. At first, you were going to check it out yourself, but you remembered how the pack treated you yesterday and it discouraged you. So, you decided on the next best thing.

“K-Katsuki?” You shook him lightly on his shoulder, your voice no higher than a whisper. Katsuki didn’t budge. “Katsuki.” You continued to shake him a bit rougher this time but still, there was no reaction from him. You released a heavy sigh, stood up on your knees, and placed both hands on his arm and without further ado, you shook him with all of your might. Even then, he still didn’t wake up right away but was gradually lifted from his sleeping spell.

“Hmm? W-Wha…?” He groaned. Instantly, that calm appearance you grew to know whenever he was asleep was replaced with furrowed brows and a scowl. You saw his pupils, surrounded by crimson, adjust to the dim lighting of the candles in the room, from slits to slight dilation.

“Katsuki, please. I think someone needs help.” You told him as he sat up, a little frustrated that he was woken up from his slumber. You felt bad for it, but you knew Katsuki would be the best person to do something about this issue.

“What? What are you talking about…?” He ran a hand through his spiky hair. It was a little bit uneven from laying on one side of his body for a long period of time. He was already moving himself onto the cloth under you, perhaps not wanting to sit on the cold flooring of the cave any longer.

“Don’t you hear that? Someone’s in pain… I think you should go check on them.” Katsuki sighed softly when he saw that frown on your lips as you stared at him. The last time he saw you this worried was when those hunters attacked him. Before his vision faded into darkness, he saw you hovering over him while you screamed his name. It was definitely a sight he never wanted to see again, just thinking about it made his blood boil. So Katsuki closed his eyes, unable to look at your face, and carefully focused on the sounds beyond the room. You watched as his ears twitched as every individual hum, thud, squeak, resonated along with the soft breathing of your nose and the casual shifting you would do as you anxiously waited for a response. Immediately, Katsuki was able to identify the sounds and you saw his eyebrows raised slightly as his eyes met with yours.

“If that’s what you wanted…” He brought a hand to the back of his neck. Just for a moment his eyes left you and returned with vigor, like a soft flame was lit within them. “You should’ve just asked me before we went to bed.”

You blinked. “Wait—What?”

You saw his tail casually moving. You couldn’t tell if it was for excitement or something else. “You wanna mate, right? Just like them?”

“M-Mate? You mean like…?” You gulped, and a wide smirk tore into Katsuki’s face, his large fangs looked orange in the glow of the candles.

“Yeah—what, did you actually think someone was in pain?”

“Ah—Well—I don’t know. It sounds kind of different…” He laughed loudly at your stutters. The growls and squeals from the other room ceased, and you shushed Katsuki, afraid that he interrupted the intimate moment. Oh, you so wanted to die from embarrassment. The heat was steadily making its way to your cheeks, neck, and ears and the snickers from Katsuki just made you want to dig yourself into a ditch.

“Wolves like to do it when there’s a full moon so it’s not a surprise that those two are getting it on.” Katsuki said once he regained his composure. He still had this smirk on his face as he looked at you.

“Why?”

He shrugged. “Uh, there’s this dumb tradition that it’s based on but—”

“Oh, what’s the tradition?” You instantly perked up and it made Katsuki sigh.

“You really want to hear it?”

“Yeah, of course!” Katsuki stared briefly at your large smile before he let out another sigh. He honestly wanted to go back to sleep but you looked so excited about this that he had no choice but to indulge you.

“Alright, here, come closer.” He moved to lay down on his side and motioned with his hand for you to join him. You didn’t hesitate and with a smile, you joined him under the covers. The heavy sheep wool was squashed under your bodies, the warmth of his arms that encircled your waist instantly felt as if summer had arrived. If it weren’t for your arms between your bodies, your chest would’ve been crushed against his, but your hands had all the glory of feeling the shape of his chiseled pecs through the thin fabric of his top. As he looked at you, his eyes were like two flames of fire that burned strongly in the orange glow of the room, yet it held the softness of the stained-red petals of fire lilies. You became lost in them as you so often did. How could you not as they bored into your soul with such passion.

“I told you about Fenrir, right? Our ancestor?” His voice was low, it sounded more like a rumble than a whisper. “Well, he’s basically the guy who started it all. We’re not exactly sure how he came to be, there are many origin tales that I don’t feel like explaining… but Fenrir was a pure wolf. One day, he met a human woman who saved his life and he ended up falling in love with her. They say the first night they mated was under a full moon and the night when the first werewolf was born was also under a full moon.”

“Werewolf?”

“The correct word for what we are, but humans like to call us wolves. Sometimes we even catch ourselves using that word too.”

“Is calling you guys wolves offensive?”

“Not really. It’s what we are anyway.”

“So, werewolves have human in their genes…?”

“Yeah, it’s the reason why we look similar to humans or why we can mate with you guys, the only difference is that we have a lot of wolf qualities because of Fenrir.”

Your eyes were drawn to his ears and fangs. “That makes a lot of sense.”

“Yeah. So that’s why everyone wants to fuck under the full moon because they’re basically reenacting that legend.” Whatever heat you felt from his eyes before had shimmered down. They were relaxed, half lidded as it looked like he was waiting for you to say something. But all he got in return was silence and he shut his eyes to the soft warmth of your body instead. He was getting tired again and your presence was a sweet lullaby luring him to sleep.

“So… when we…” You started.

The glow of his eyes returned. “I don’t really care about those damn legends. Whenever it happens, it happens, but… I know when the full moon comes, I feel different. I can’t explain it but… it’s probably because I’m a direct descendant from him.”

“You still feel like Katsuki to me.” You laid your hand on his cheek and he held on to the wrist of that hand. “You may be a direct descendant but that doesn’t mean you’re him.”

“I don’t know.” You felt him shrug and his cheeks were being pushed up by the smirk of his lips, tired yet full of mischief. “I do have my own human woman.”

“That you have not claimed as yours.”

“Yet. One of these full moons should do it, right?”

Your cheeks grew hot, but you tried your best not to appear shaken. “Remind me to not share a room with you during a full moon then.”

“I will not.” Katsuki shut his eyes again, letting go of your wrist and snuggling closer to you until his face was against the top of your head and buried in your hair.

You huffed softly. “My father was right, men are wolves.”

“Only to those they love…” was the last you heard of Katsuki. Which you thought was quite unfair because his words left you startled. You have never heard the word love from him before and you weren’t even sure if he thought of you that deeply. You softly called his name to confirm his feelings, but he already returned to the world of sleep.

You sighed, knowing you would be unable to sleep with your thoughts rattling within your head.

When morning arrived, you woke up from your three hours of sleep to Katsuki putting on a new long sleeve top. The brief sight of a shirtless Katsuki was amazing to wake up to. Time slowed as you admired the muscles of his back and shoulders, watching them contract and expand when he pulled the thin fabric over his head and body. You could tell he just took a bath because the spikes of his hair were drooping towards the ground and droplets of water fell periodically on his shoulders. Sadly, the show didn’t last as Katsuki turned around and greeted you with his short “Hey” when he sensed you were awake. He always knew when you were awake, and you found it a little creepy at first, but you had grown used to it. Pretending to be asleep was something that would never work on him.

“How can you tell if I’m awake or not?” You asked, and he smirked. Every time you asked him about anything that involved his senses, he always looked smug.

“Cause your breathing pattern changes.” He spoke like it was obvious.

He looked like he was waiting for more questions, but you swiftly changed the subject to avoid stroking his ego. The subject changed into the agenda for this morning and Katsuki explained he wanted to get you settled down and formally introduce you to his pack. He understood the hostility between you and his pack but most of it was because his pack didn’t understand why a human woman was living among them. So, he believed letting the pack know what was going on would loosen the tension.

You were nervous. You didn’t want to go through what you experienced yesterday again but Katsuki assured you that everything would turn out okay. You simply just had to believe him.

But before introductions, you had to freshen up a bit and change your clothes that suited more of his pack’s culture. That’s when Katsuki had introduced you to one of his friends.

“Hey, Roundface.” Was his nickname for her when he called her as she was talking to a group of wolves in the courtyard. The courtyard was an area next to the large crater where the cave entrances were. Wolves loved to linger around this area as they waited for the day to past by. Katsuki explained before that it was also a place where they held their rituals. He didn’t specify what those rituals are, but it sure left you curious about them.

When “Roundface” turned around to face Katsuki, her expression was flat. She didn’t look too amused by her nickname, in fact, her face was only slightly rounded with pink filling in her cheeks, so she didn’t think her nickname was quite accurate.

“What is it?” Although, her voice didn’t show her lack of amusement. She was genuinely curious as to why Katsuki approached her.

“I want you to show ____ around. Get her settled in and some new clothes.” Katsuki placed a hand on your shoulder, bringing her attention to you. She blinked at you for a bit and then at Katsuki.

“Wouldn’t it be better if you do it?”

“I don’t think I can follow her in the bath.” He glanced at you. “Unless you want me to.”

“I don’t.” You quickly said.

“See? I’m going to gather everyone here in the afternoon so just bring her back here no later than that.”

She sighed softly at his words. “You better not be thinking of doing anything stupid. Did you let our leader know about this?”

“The old hag doesn’t need to know shit. She’ll find out when everyone else does.” Something about what “Roundface” said had irked Katsuki. Whenever his mother was mentioned, it always felt like his mood went sour. You knew their relationship wasn’t the best, but you didn’t think it was so serious to where a single mention could make Katsuki look like that.

“Alright… But if she gets angry at me, I’m putting the blame on you.”

“Hey…” Your cheeks grew warm when Katsuki’s face was suddenly just a mere inch from your own. He had pushed his forehead against yours, the tip of your noses barely touched as he softly gazed into your eyes. When he spoke, you felt his breath hit your lips with every syllable. “I’ll see you later.”

“Hm-mm.” You nodded, not even capable of forming words at that moment. He pulled away after that and swiftly turned around, leaving you alone with “Roundface”. You stared at his departing back that was covered by his usual fur cape. Your eyes were gentle as you brought a hand to touch your forehead. Such a simple gesture from him was enough to have you in a complete trance. Katsuki had done that to you a few times whenever he was leaving to do something. And you have seen a few wolves do it around the area, ones that look like they were in a romantic relationship, so you assumed it was the wolves’ way of showing affection when leaving.

Little did you know, Roundface’s cheeks were redder than usual, seeing such an intimate moment had startled her as she wasn’t used to seeing Katsuki being affectionate. He was always so angry and stubborn and sure, he had his few share of women who would blab about being with him to incite jealousy, but he never once showed that he was serious with them. Katsuki’s relationship with you felt different to her.

Once Katsuki was gone, Roundface formally introduced herself as Ochako. She was a friend of Katsuki’s, not really a close one, but from time to time they would help each other if needed. Other than Eijirou and Mitsuki, she’s the first wolf of the tribe to treat you like you weren’t an enemy. When she talked to you, she always had a smile on her face and she listened with excitement whenever you were talking about yourself. She was especially interested when you explained how you and Katsuki met. She commented on it being fate and you couldn’t help but blush because of it.

From the time you spent with Ochako, it felt as if you’ve known her for years. You bonded over the simplest things, even giving each other advice on some troubles. She taught you about the daily lives of the pack. Wolves usually get up a little bit after dawn to do their duties. The men would go on the morning hunt and wouldn’t return until noon. The women stayed behind to clean around the dens and prepare meals for the pack and if the children were old enough they would assist the women in their duties or accompany the men on their morning hunt.

It didn’t matter what gender the child was because the wolves thought it was necessary for children to understand the importance of both roles when growing up because if there was ever a time they would leave the pack, they would be able to survive on their own. During the afternoons, the wolves would usually rest or play games with each other until dinner time. It was such a simple, peaceful life, similar to how people in your town lived. There wasn’t much of a difference between lifestyles and yet the two species wanted to kill each other. You didn’t know if your presence would do anything to mend the chaos between them, but you knew you wanted to try. It was all you can do.

The afternoon came faster than you realized. Katsuki had already gathered up the entire pack in the courtyard and hundreds of wolves swarmed the area, curious as to why their leader’s son had called for them. Mitsuki, too, was standing to the side, watching with a scowl fixed on her face. A crimson glare directed towards her son who stood not too far away from her in front of their people. You could tell by her body language that she was taken by surprise at the sudden assembly. Katsuki didn’t warn her about it or tell her what it was about and for the leader not to know what it happening to her own people, it upset her. She made a promised to herself to drag Katsuki by the ear into the nearest cave after the gathering and strangle him.

You could feel the anger radiating from Mitsuki. She didn’t lift her gaze towards your direction. Unfortunately, you were standing right next to Katsuki who you knew was the source of all her anger. You had no choice but to feel the pressure of her gaze even though it wasn’t for you. Katsuki, on the other hand, was used to this. He ignored her like she wasn’t in the room and waited for the wolves to settle before speaking. He projected his voice as loud as he could, earning the attention of his people.

“I have an announcement.” He simply said. You watched as their faces grew uncomfortable the second you felt Katsuki’s hand on your shoulder. You began to twiddle your thumbs and your gaze was glued to the floor as you waited for Katsuki’s next words. An introduction should be easy, but you had no clue as to why you felt so nervous. It could be because you were in front of a group of wolves that weren’t fond of you, but this was your chance to finally change any wrong image they had of you. You believed that once Katsuki put in a good word for you, that the pack would be more willing to get to know you. You were different from the other humans, all you had to do was prove it.

You took a deep breath and returned your eyes to the sea of wolves in front of you. You felt the hand on your shoulder give a light squeeze and you glanced at Katsuki only to find him staring right into the crowd. You didn’t expect the words that left him, and neither did his people. The sound of your gasp couldn’t be muffled by your hands that flew to cover it.

“We’re getting married.” With a straight face, Katsuki loudly spoke, and all at once, the area grew sour.

#bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha x reader #bakugo katsuki #bakugo x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #wau bnha #mha #mha x reader

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