#he keeos running his hands up my side

[just-wanna-party]

this boy is making my heart race I'm literally melted into the palm of his hand

[lemon-russ]

I am all weird and feverish and migraine-y and its like 1am, so please enjoy this small aside I have written to segway the next arc of this tropey silly self indulgent fic <3

Also on phone so formatting is off

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(We have dividers at home/ dividers at home:)

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Cato Sicarius x F!reader

(But not right now this ain't about him)

CW: description of a panic attack

Summary: Ambassador does not want to take a break from work. And is NOT the family pet mortal. Maybe.

Word count: 955

Warning, very minimal editing and I'm dyslexic, like actually literally, so there may be more mistakes than usual. Apologies.

You resume much of your normal work again after the disaster of your last meeting. Thankfully the few meetings you have for the next couple of days are just diplomats and officials you work with regularly.

Most you don't need any sort of guarding, either they come to you or are Astartes from other chapters. In the time you aren't meeting people, you are in your little office connected to Guilliman's, doing paperwork. You're not supposed to be, of course, but you sneak it. He really worries too much.

You're writing out come contracts and supply logistics when there's a knock on your door. “Open.” You say automatically. Guilliman opens the door and steps in, frowning at your paper pile. You keeo writing, glance up, glance back down, then snap your head up and drop your pen, covering the papers with your arms and smiling sheepishly up at the primarch.

“Ah, My Lord, what a surprise!” You chuckle out nervously. He frowns and rolls his eyes, pulling up a much too small chair and sitting across from your desk. “Ambassador, are you alergic to relaxing?” He asks tiredly. “This is the 3rd time in 2 days I've found you sneaking work. This is usually the opposite of how these things go- most people sre sneaking not working, you know.” He says, laying his hands in his lap and sitting up straight and polite. It's a comical sight, he looks like the chair is for children when he uses it.

You grimace at him. “Sir, please, these are already overdue, and I don't want to take time if it just piles up my work for later-” you plead. He chuckles a little, then stands and reaches over your desk. In one motion he sweeps all of your work into his other hand. You gasp. “Sir- please- there's an order to those-” you panic, running to his side and trying to take the papers back.

He chuckles more, holding them far above your reaching hands. “Ambassador, I will be taking over your duties for a couple days. And because I can't trust you not to sneak around and work, I am forced to assign you a babysitter.”

You look up at him, horrified, “my lord, theres a delicate ecosystem to my filing system- wait, did you really call them a babysitter?” You squeak indignantly. He grins, “yes, not a guard, a babysitter, because you are behaving like a disobedient child.” He turns on his heel and strides to the door. “And I'm sure I can manage your delicate ecosystem of paperwork for 3 days.”

You think you're having a panic attack. Your stomach lurches, your head is fuzzy, you can't catch your breath- “three days? Please, my lord- i have so many meetings, I'm going to be so behind, my filing system is based on vibes and very specific-”

He smiles a little softer. “This right here- this is why. Look at you. You're spiraling because I'm offering to take work off of you. You need a vacation, Ambassador.” He walks back and rubs your back soothingly, not unfamiliar with your reactions like this. “It's going to be fine. Fun, even. I'm sending you somewhere nice.”

You take deep breaths, counting forward and back to 10 in your mind- did he say send? “you're making me go somewhere too?” You whimper. He sighs and chuckles. “It's a nice place, a safe, pretty planet, lots of hotsprings and dancing, beautiful weather. Please, ambassador. Think of it like an assignment if it helps. I'm giving you a mission to go to this lovely, calm place for a few days with Commander Titus and a couple others, so that you don't just up and die on me too early.” He chided softly.

Five things you can see, four things you can hear, three things you can smell-

Guilliman sighs. “Okay, okay, I'll give you the rest of the day to work and set things up in a way that you can leave to me easier. Would that help?”

You frown, scrunching your brow. You could label some folders, put dates on them, Guilliman was of course very good at organizing and following instructions, it wouldn't be too bad if you were very clear with the labels…. You let out a long, defeated sigh. “Fine…” you submit. “I'll…. Take a vacation…” you mumble.

The primarch grins at you, patting your back. “Excellent. I'll inform the commander and have thing prepared for this evening.” He stands, handing back your papers. You take them and trudge back to your desk, pouting. He chuckles. “There there, ambassador. Why don't I make you your favorite tea, hm?” He offered.

You purse your lips a bit, trying to stay grumpy. You have a thought that this feels a lot like being treated like a pet, but shake it off. You don't have time to unpack how an immortal demigod superhuman might see a particularly favored mortal. You're not a pet though. You're pretty sure.

“Hmm, what if I got those lottle cakes you like to go with them?” He offered, smiling fondly at you.

You cracked a smile, and a few minutes later, sat at your desk sipping tea and eating cakes happily. You sit up and frown a bit. Wait an warp damned minute, you’re a pet!

You frown at your snacks a long moment. Then sigh and keep eating. Could be worse, really. Best to just never ever think about it again, you decide, happily kicking your feet and doing your work.

[greysanatomy-adulteresswhore]

New Beginnings

Summery: Y/n y/l/n is a new intern, she is excited to meet her compitition, and make some friends.

Characters: Meredith, Christina, Izzy, George, Alex, Chief, Baily.

Type: fluff, just doctor life and making friends.

Warnings: everything you would find in a hospital. No gender mentioned. No age is mentioned, assumed to be young. The reader has a famous father, known for his plastic surgery.

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Today is the day, the day i start to work in a real hospital. Part of me is nervous, part of me is so excited, i could pop like a ballon. I reach the hospital and park, i see a group of people walking towards the door. I follow them in and make my way to the OR, where the chief said to meet at. Once i make it i see the chief standing there, looking over everyone.

"Welcome to Seattle Grace Hospital." He says. "Im your chief, Dr. Webber." He says. I turn and see a girl who's a bit later then everyone else. Chief Webber goes on and on about how hard this is gonna be, and i can start to feel my insecurity setting in. I look around and people are glaring at others. I try to smile.

After Chief shows us around, he lets us eat and then go to the locker room. I see a man, whos name is George approach the girl that was late.

"M-my name is George O'mally a-and i uh... wanted to say hello" he says awkwardly. The girl snorts but smiles.

"Meredith Grey." She introduces herself. I pause.

"THE Meredith Grey? Daughter of Ellis Grey?" I ask, slightly stunned. Meredith looks a bit dejected but nods. I sorta feel bad. People must say that all the time and never talk about her. I know that feeling.

"Sorry, lovely to meet you. Im Y/n, Y/n Y/l/n." I smile and hold out my hand. Meredith smiles and takes it.

"I believe my mom worked with your father." She says. I nod.

"They did." I beam a bit. Another girl pops into the conversation.

"Its crazy how you two work together now, like your parents did." She says. She was blonde and quite beautiful. "Im Izzy Stevens." She smiles. I nod and so does meredith. Another guy tells us to shut up. I look at his tag and it says Alex Karev.

"Dont be so prissy Karev. It wont get you very far." I say, side eyeing him. A girl sits next to me and Meredith.

"I like you two already, your not annoying." She says. Her tag says Christina Yang. I smile and in walks a short black women.

"Alright. I need Grey, O'mally, Stevens, Y/l/n, Yang, and Karev." She shouts and everyone she called walks out. I can hear her mutter something along the lines of, "too many interns." We stop walking and she looks at all of us.

"Im Doctor Miranda Bailey. I have five rules. Memorize them. Rule number one: Don't bother sucking up. I hate you. That's not gonna change. Trauma protocol, phone list, pagers" she points to stuff on the counter. "nurses will page you. You will answer every page at a run. A run! That's rule number two. Your first shift starts now and lasts 48 hours. You're interns, grunts, nobodies, bottom of the surgical food chain. You run labs, write orders, work every second and night until you drop, and don't complain." She says as we keeo walking. "On-call rooms. Attendings hog them. Sleep when you can where you can, which brings me to rule number three. If I'm sleeping, don't wake me unless your patient is dying. Rule four: The dying patient better not be dead when I get there. Not only will you have killed someone, you woke me for no reason. We clear?" Everyone nods, but meredith raises her hand. "Yes?"

"You said five rules. That was only four." She says. Dr. Bailey sighs and looks at her pager.

"When i move, you move." She says and her pager beeps. We all rush with her.

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By the end of the day, i have been cursed at, given weird stares, thanked, and thrown up on. I make it back to the locker room and sit down. I cant help but smile. I hear 2 voices and Meredith and Christina walk in.

"Why are you smiling?" Christina asks snarkly.

"When i came here, i thought i would wanna leave. I thought everyone would be against me. But i suppose i can tolerate you guys." I smile and i can see Meredith smiling. Even christina has a smirk on her face.

"Your sappy." Christina says with an annoyed tone. I chuckle.

Yea, maybe this wont be so bad.

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

Always too late.

Hup! Yup! Wah!

*With a skip in her step, Yukari runs across the floor above Makoto. He rushes over to the stairs and clambers up them as fast as he can.

(If there’s anything good about this situation, it’s that this warehouse is empty save a few small boxes. There’s no people around, so we won’t be putting anyone at risk!)

(On the other hand, it means that I’m alone. If I leave at any point or call anyone, she’s gonna get away. I can’t let that happen before I figure out what’s going on!)

Hup!

*Makoto gets up the stairs and chases Yukari along the warehouse floor.

HAAAGH!

GEH!

HUH!? WAAAAH!

*Makoto breaks out into a full sprint run and manages to catch Yukari. He grabs her arm, but all of a sudden, the love counselor grabs his back. With what seems like minimal effort, she tosses Makoto in the air and throws him back quite a distance!

Phew!

*She affirmingly cracks her knuckles and circles her neck as Makoto gets back up.

You know, I’m not usually catered to solving these kind of situations with violence...

That’s- *cough* total crap! No non-fighter has that kind of strength!

*Yukari turns around and takes a running leap off the railing. She grabs onto one of the steel beams supporting the ceiling again and pulls herself up on it.

I’m surprised too you know? Contrary to what Mugi-chan and Narumi told me about you, you’re actually kind of strong! From what I heard, had you been thrown back, you wouldn’t have even gotten up.

That was killing game Makoto. I’ve been training for this very moment!

And for the record, you’re wrong! Past Makoto and presence Makoto have one thing in common, and that’s that no matter what, even if it’s a hopeless situation, both of them will always get back up!

*Makoto also leaps off the railing and onto the steel girder. Yukari runs across it, and Makoto chases her. Despite the beam’s narrowness, Makoto effortlessly keeps his balance, recalling his training with Mukuro.

You’re not going to get away, no matter what you try, so just give up!

Sorry my friend, I really am! But that’s not how the rules go!

Bollocks to the rules! If you’re really sorry, tell me what the hell you’re planning!

No can do!

*Yukari suddenly halts in her tracks as she reaches the beam’s end. In order to keeo running, she’d have to get past a steel pillar in front of her, but climbing around it would allow Makoto to catch her.

...HAH!

WAH!?

*Makoto catches up and attempts to grab Yukari, but she suddenly allows herself to fall off the beam. Before she drops, she grabs the side and whirls aroun the beam, kicking Makoto off it and sending hi hurtling to the ground from quite high up!

WAAH!

*CRASH!*

*Luckily, Makoto’s fall is softened by a pile of boxes.

...!

I’m sure you’re determined to catch me and protect your friends.

But you cannot win against my glasses and my soul!

Stop talking like you’re a Sailor Moon villain!

*Makoto suddenly gets a bright idea. Yukari is a few seconds away from reaching a window. Makoto spots a smaller box at his feet and picks it up.

I won’t let you get away! TAKE THIS!

*Makoto chucks the box like a baseball, and it hits Yukari dead in the back of the neck!

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGH!!!!!!

Huh!?

*Despite the fact that Makoto’s only intention was to knock Yukari off the beam, which he does successfully, for some reason, not only does Yukari fall, but she writhes on the ground in agony!

K-Koime, wh-what’s going on!?

*Makoto is too stunned and confused to approach as Yukari coughs splutters and finally gets back up.

Do NOT...do that...again...!

I just tried to knock you off the beam! If shouldn’t’ve hurt THAT much!

...

*Yukari gets to her feet and wipes her mouth.

Yeah...that was certainly an unexpected situation...But even I’m not above holding grudges.

*She suddenly takes out her phone and quickly types something into it.

What did you do? Call for backup!?

And ruin this cute little moment we have here? Please...

I was just letting Mugi-chan know there’s been a change of plan...I don’t plan on running anymore...

HAAAGH!

!!!

*Makoto throws another box, but this time, Yukari deflects it.

GAAAGH!

DRAAGH!

HAAH!

!!?

*Yukari rushes towards Makoto and before she can hit him, she grabs his arm and flips over him, attempting to hit him from behind.

HMPH!

!!?

*Makoto predicts this and catches her fist.

My oh my! Looks like Mukuro trained you well.

How do you know Mukuro trained me?

Well, it’s obvious for one thing...but I recognize her movements in the way you fight!

WAAAH!

*With Makoto still holding her, Yukari grabs his wrist and flips over, suplexing him.

DRGH!

NGGH!

AAAH!

OOF!

UGH!

*Makoto quickly gets back up and grabs Yukari from behind. He attempts to bend over backwards and throw her to the ground, but all of a sudden, Yukari turns and lands on her feet, capturing Makoto in her arms with the exact same move. She bends over and throws them to the ground.

...Tch.

HAH!

HAH!

*Makoto and Yukari both quickly get to their feet, recovering in the exact same way.

(This is too weird...she’s too strong for someone of her muscle structure...and it’s like she knows everything I’m gonna do...But...No, actually...)

...

*Makoto glares at Yukari.

(It’s not that she knows what I’m gonna do...she’s making predictions...because she fights the same way as me!)

Where did you learn all those moves.

Hm?

Mukuro taught me all those movements personally. She said they were one of a kind. How the hell do YOU know them?

One of a kind, eh? I guess “internet” isn’t a good enough excuse then, huh?

No.

Hm...well...we could spend a while talking about how much ass I kick...or we could fight...

Sounds good to me!

*They both lurch to their feet and start going at it. Yukari takes a swing, which Makoto catches. He twists her wrist, but she spins and uses her other arm to elbow Makoto.

YAGH!

HUGH!

*Makoto lets Yukari go and she attempts to high kick him. Makoto leaps back to avoid it though and kicks Yukari dead in the chest.

!!

GACK!

*Yukari doesn’t stay off balance for long, and immediately runs in and tries to punch Makoto. She takes two big swings, both of which Makoto ducks under and the third of which he blocks. She uses the opportunity to grab his wrists and knee him in the stomach.

TCH!

GRRGH!

ACK!

*Yukari runs and pushes Makoto up against the wall. She keeps him restrained there, but Makoto stamps on her foot, knees her in the stomach and backhands her round the face. He then breaks away from the wall, grabs her arm and twists it, and slams her head into the brick wall.

UGH!

*Yukari crumbles and falls to the ground. Makoto takes a second to catch his breath.

*pant* *pant*

*pant* *pant*

I’ll...*COUGH!* *COUGH* I’ll tell you this...I respect that...We might hate each other’s guts, but I respect that fight in you.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not some meathead like Narumi who fights because she adores it, but even I...know when to respect a good fighter.

Give it up Koime. You’re not going anywhere.

Oh, naturally...but I don’t need to...

Huh?

You win...you’ve got me...so I’ll tell you everything...

What’s going on?

See...your traitor already got to Samidare for us...They knew this whole meetup was happening and put a bomb in her building before you showed up.

A bomb!?

The bomb doesn’t need a denotator. It just needs to be activated...and it’ll explode at a certain time...

All I had to do...was draw you away from the building...

This...was a trap!?

You fell for it too easily...If I remember correctly, your Branch members, friends, and wife are in that about-to-explode building.

Clock’s ticking...

!!!?

UGH!

*Makoto smashes Yukari in the face with his fist and takes off running back towards Yui’s building after he knocks her out.

[cottoncandyjester]

Okay so the hero villain duet song by natalie chavez gives me traitor denki vibes

I relate to denki wayyy too much so this kinda hit home so sorry if this feels a little too real

This story contains:sad denki, character death?, Sad vibes, the writing was super sloppy cause I got sad while writing this

You had to admit that you would tease denki along with the bakusquad, call him dumb and just use him for laughs but you should have known how much it hurts him..how could you have known?!

"d-denki? What is going on?"

Your voice was weak and frail as you stood at the doorway of the classroom, the rest of the bakusquad passed out on the ground. Electrical burns scattered about their body as denki kneeled next to bakugo's body looking like he was to finish him off before you came. You had left your bag in class and came back to get it but it seems you came at a bad time.

"why are you here? Classes ended a few hours y/n.." his tone was nothing like you knew it, there was no joy or happiness it was low and almost deadpan as he stood and turned towards you.

You didn't understand why this was happening, you needed to get a teacher this had to be a copycat or something this couldn't have been your best friend! "I-i forgot my bag..what happened to them? Did you find them like this? We should get help!" Your panicked tone made the blonde sigh as he walked slowly towards you which for some reason scared you enough to back away frantically.

"it's kinda unfair, I mean being put in a class with such memorable students like bakubro and midoriya is just asking for failure. Their quirks are just so amazing and I'm just stupid annoying denki whose best purpose is being a phone charger" your back soon hit a Wall as denki spoke his tone being more and more shaky.

"denki, that not-"

"don't lie to me y/n! I was never gonna be a good hero! Compared to them I'm useless! I wasn't even supposed to get attached! This mission wasn't supposed to affect me like this!"

Mission..? You weren't sure what he was talking about but you shakily reached out grabbing denki's wrist a nervous smile on your face, maybe this was all a sick joke still? "W-what are you talking about denki did you fry your brain again?" Your last words seemed to anger the male cause he punched the area right near the wall not caring if it hurt or not. His eyes were dangerous and filled with a bitter anger though he had tears in his eyes, he was hurting a lot more than he let on.

"infiltration and information collecting, thats all i was supposed to do. Help with staging attacks but then..you all were so nice and i-i found myself in the begining" his voice was shaky as he leaned close his face mere inches from his before he moved back his eyes glancing back towards bakugo and the rest still passed out.

"I wanted to be a hero, I thought that maybe I could be a hero and forget about everything else, I could be amazing!" His voice shined with a brief excitement before he walked towards the classroom window before opening them up closing his eyes when he felt the breeze, you couldnt help but follow him and you even reached out towards him only for him to turn to face you his eyes narrowing as his gaze darted to bakugo who was starting to stir awake.

"but of course..I'm too stupid to be a hero, too dumb a joke. Compared to real potential I'm nothing, you should run y/n the league will be here soon to raid this place" fear filled you but it was nothing compared to the fear you felt when you saw denki step into the window ledge, if he were to jump he would-

"you can still be a hero denki! Power doesn't matter! I'm sorry!" Your tearful tone made him look your way his eyes getting colder and colder by the minute, his hope was diminishing. A dry chuckle escaped him as he gripped the side of the window to keeo from falling back as he stood tall. His hair blew in the wind as he looked down at you tears rolling down his face. "I told the league that I'm done they'll kill me if they catch me, yet if the heroes find out I'm the traitor who knows what will happen...I'm a villain y/n nothing will change that!" His voice was cracking and he stepped back more making you nervous.

Denki a villain? No that wasn't right, you remembered all those times you two would laugh for hours you two were friends. "You're my friend denki, we can go back and we can tell aizawa we'll protect you! Please it doesn't have to end like this!"

"I hate you.."

His words shocked you as you noticed how twitchy and shaky his body was from crying, light sparks sparkled around him as he got more and more worked up. "You don't want to save me, you don't care about me! I'm a worthless idiot, a joke! I'm tired of being pushed aside while everyone else gets noticed! I matter too don't I?!" Denki now choked out a sob as he spoke but a voice shocked you both.

"w-what are you talking about dunce face, you think I'll fucking hang out with just anyone.." bakugo spoke in a gruff tone as he stood up slowly walking to the two of you his body twitching from the intense electrical shock denki had given him before.

"You'd make a shitty villain so just shut up and stop overthinking or I swear I'll kill you..you belong in this damn school you're an idiot but you're an idiot hero" that was the first time you've seen bakugo actually compliment someone, the first time he's cared for someone's feelings. You watched as bakugo reached a hand out towards denki who was shocked and shakily reached out towards bakugo.

"H-heh, I am being s-stupid arent I?" You let out a sigh of relief but what's when everything went bad. A guest of wind came and denki gasped as he tripped and tumbled back, you reached out for him only to just barley miss him. It went so fast, bakugo went to jump and grab him but his body was still in so much pain and the loud crash you two heard eas enough to shake you broth to the core, you've never seen bakugo look so panicked as he shot his head towards you.

"get a fucking teacher asshole!"

With that he had jumped out the window ignoring how his body ached he had to do what he could to get to the blonde, your legs were stuck..you couldn't move.

Denki looked so scared.

He looked so sad.

[theravencawsatmidnight]

On The Prowl... Pt Three

A fantasy AU

NSFW!!!

Warnings: mentions of death . Non Con. Mentions of breeding. Violence.

A/N. All parts can be found under the Ontheprowl tag! Who do you want to see win this?!

The men were talking amongst themselves with you still on the ground blocking anyway of escape . You needed to get back to camp . You could not be some incubator for these crazy creatures. The panther seemed to dismiss any ideas they had on who goes first. You could not tell if he was serious or just dis interested. The leopard was the only one who was speaking any reason to you. Although you did not like his reasoning. He suggested they fight for you, it sounded like he was going to suggest something else but the panther made him stop. The wolf was panting gazing down at you not saying much . And the lion was getting rowdy and yelling.

“Come ON ! Lets just fight! Im not waiting around for-“ the panther nudged him growling making him stop. “Hah?!?” The lion snarled holding his hands out , small explosions coming off them , the panther rubbed his face staring down the lion getting in a fighting stance.

You dashed between the panthers legs running as fast as you can . You had no idea which way the camp was. The fire would be out by now so there was no smoke that could lead you. You were a sweating panting mess . Youre research clothes were dirty and youre vision was dizzy along with youre spinning head. Were they following you? It didint sound like it.

The men watched you run off . Bakugo had his hand on his hip looking annoyed. Shoto pointed out that you left and Chizome was pestering Shinso to go after you. Shinso yawned turning away going to a large cave. He waved his paw . “Whoever catches her can do whatever they want. But no breeding. Not yet.”

They bolted. Right into the jungle , eyes wide and jaws open. Running off pure adrenaline and instincts . Shoving branches out of their way, jumping over rocks. You could hear barking and roars . A howl lingered in youre head making you dizzy.

The expression on Shoto was different than his usual calm and relaxed. He was panting hard with a feral look on his face. Ice and fire bolts falling off him onto the ground. He was hungry for the hunt.

Chizome was close behind him stepping on the fire putting it out, he was running on all fours with lust in his eyes and his tongue out. He looked the most eager to breed out of all of them.

Bakugo was up front and the farthest ahead of the two . He was the most excited out of all of them . His mouth open wide with a very big grin on his face. The chase was his favorite. He wanted to pin you down and mark you . Making you his and only his.

You found a old dead tree scrambling inside holding youre knees . You felt a sting on youre knees and you lifted youre hands to see blood. You were a shaking panicking mess. Youre pony tail was loose and you had some strands of hair in youre face , the pony tail was half out and it felt uncomfortable and weird hanging so low. At some point you lost youre boots and youre socks were bloody and ripped. You pulled them off wincing from the sting and rubbing them. Youre legs were cut up and dirty too.

“Cmon Y/N.. think it through.. they wont find you here. Just wait it out and find the camp in the morning.” You heard some footsteps getting close and quickly covered youre mouth.

“I smell her... “ Shoto said walking around the tree.

“Then FIND her !” Ordered Bakugo

“Who gets to mark her though?” Stain said sniffing the tree.

“I do obviously!!!” Bakugo roared kicking the tree.

You whined feeling the tree shake and the three looked at each other then the tree. They kicked and clawed it tearing it up revealing you inside . Bakugo snarled licking his lips tackling you holding youre arms up above youre head . Stain headbutted Bakugo off of you and clawed youre clothes off touching youre bare chest clawing them. Shoto hit him with a ice punch knocking him off . Shoto got ontop of youre struggling body , his fire side going nuts . He licked youre face furiously and gripped youre sides lining you up with him.

Bakugo and Stain tackled him off of you and three yelled at each other fighting.

“You always try to mark them and you end up killing them !!!” Yelled Shoto. “The incubators dont all belong to you!” He growled biting Bakugos chest kicking him off of him.

“Yes they do! Everything belongs to me!” He jumped up biting Shoto’s tail swatting him.

Stain slipped away during the scuffle to find you crawling away . He grabbed youre leg yanking you back dragging you through the dirt. You whined trying to grab something, anything that could help you. You grunted when he got onto youre back pressing himself on you. He licked at youre ear while he spoke.

“Im so lucky i get to have a chance with you first! The lion always fights his way to first grabs leaving us with a half dead incubator.” He pressed himself on youre rear growling loud making youre ears ring. The heat coming off him made it feel like youre rear was burning. You felt a paw cup youre sex and the other covering youre mouth. You were trembling with each word he said .

“I cant wait to breed you and fill you up with my pups with this.” You felt him poking at youre entrance and youre body spazzed . He pushed slowly , youre insides were slowly starting to burn and stretch to accommodate him .

Bakugo kicked Shoto off him jumping up looking around for you. He sniffed the air and saw Shoto run off in a direction. Bakugo followed and the two found Stain on top of you trying to keeo you still under him. The leopard and the lion grabbed the wolf throwing him into a tree. Bakugo dropped to his knees cupping youre sex and Shoto pressed his knee on youre back holding you in place.

“Did he?!?” Asked Shoto, he had ice spiking from his fur.

“No.. you stupid mutt!!!” He said yelling at Stain who was slowly pulling himself together. “What were you thinking?!?”

“He wasint.” Shoto said grabbing youre rear making you whine and struggle.

“PLEASE!” You tried to reason with them . Anything, something had to work!! “Let me go!! -“ Shoto stuffed his tail in youre mouth and squeezed both of youre cheeks digging his claws in lightly. Bakugo slipped a finger inside you purring at the way you clung around him. He drooled down on youre thighs pushing more of his finger inside of you watching you stretch .

Stain shook his head looking up to see what was going on. He rushed over pushing Shoto off you flipping you over to squeeze youre bloody breast. Bakugo took his finger out and grabbed youre kicking legs holding them apart . Shoto grabbed youre arms holding then up and leaned down to lick youre face . You could feel Bakugo’s heat presing against you and it sent you into a frenzy , whenever you tried to talk Shoto would bite youre neck. Stain licked at youre nipples biting them pulling them up then letting them go. Bakugo stroked youre thighs licking them panting heavilly and biting the insides.

They all heard a soft lazy roar fill their heads . All three of them looked up and Stain howled in response. They all got off your trembling body not looking at you.

“God dammit, i guess we took too long” Bakugo said yanking you up hauling you over his shoulder. He bit youre thigh one last time before making his way back to the den.

“Maybe if you werent so hot headed” Shoto said calmly as he stood up brushing the dirt off his fur and the ice . He followed closely bickering with the lion.

“The chase was fun though right? Can we do that again?” Stain said getting up following them.

Shinso was back at the den looking bored chewing a bone. It was quiet when it was just him. But he heard everything that went on. Every scream, every whimper, every word. Hes surprised Bakugo was able to hold back too. Maybe they should fight over you.

[fuyupeach]

In The Works // Ryuji Sakamoto x Reader - chapter 5

prologue / ch.1 / ch.2 / ch.3 / ch.4

follow/keeo track on ao3 ! i always post there first (which is why this is being posted after MANY months here despite already being on ao3 lmao)

Your first year at Shujin finally ends, the feeling of what must’ve been weights on your shoulders finally dissipating as your footsteps increase the distance from you and the campus.

“Whoa, slow down, ____! I’m just as eager to leave as you, but the ramen shop can wait a little bit.” Ryuji chuckles behind you. You turn slightly to look at him, a small guilty look forming on your face as he limps slightly.

“Sorry,” you say, stopping for a moment as Ryuji makes his way next to you, school bag hanging loosely on his shoulder, the messenger strap on yours gripped tightly between your hands as it flops in front of you from the sudden stop. “Seeing Kamo shit a on the way out ticked me off.”

“But, the last day of school isn’t supposed to be about him. It’s about… ” you shake off the last remnants of your annoyance, jumping and latching onto Ryuji’s arm--Ryuji letting out a small, “Oof.”--as you finish your sentence. “ Ramen! ”

It had become a promise between the two of you to eat ramen as a celebration at the end of the school year since he had come back your third year of middle school. Though you weren’t a big fan of ramen, you would still eat it with him. Maybe you could convince him to let you guys find a place with great ramen and sushi as a compromise between the two of you for the end of your second year.

“Ha, yeah, the douchebag had that ugly smirk on his face, as usual.” Ryuji continues walking with your arm looped through his, the two of you almost at the station. “ Bleh, just thinkin’ ‘bout him puts a bad taste in my mouth. But, you’re right, let’s go. RAAMENN! ” he shouts, pumping his free arm in the air, a laugh escaping you.

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Your summers had become much more eventful thanks to Ryuji, but it didn’t stop you from your homebody tendencies, you still needed a break from the fun, and the competitive atmosphere that couldn’t be beat when it came to the arcades during the summer. How all these people could be constantly worked up about Gun About beats you, but to each their own. You had finally managed to win one of the electronic prizes from the claw machine with Ryuji’s help, so you were content for a while.

The very same plum colored headphones you had won were on your head as you sit on your bed, back against the wall as you scrolled mindlessly on your phone for cat videos. Your actual cat, Luna, lays at your feet, unperturbed by the lamp that dimly lit your room and her black fur in turn, her ears already accustomed to the sound of Ryuji’s voice that floated into your room from the bathroom. Your mother had already knew Ryuji almost as long as you did, surprisingly agreeing on Ryuji sleeping over for the night, more than likely because of the few all nighters you would spend with him helping him study for finals. Your mother and brother were just like Ann and Shiho, taking opportunities to tease you about Ryuji, your mother winking as she agreed.

“--____! ____!” You hear Ryuji’s voice cut in from your headphones. You check your phone to see it’s past midnight.

“ Shh! ” You say, putting your headphones down on your bed and striding quickly to the bathroom. “Everyone’s already asleep--” You peek into the bathroom, cutting yourself off as you see Ryuji. You had known he was in the process of bleaching his hair--you were actually the one to encourage him to do it as he tentatively brought it up to you one day--, but actually seeing it in the process was something in itself. “Wow.” You bring yourself to say after staring for a few moments.

Ryuji dismisses you with a wave before looking away from the mirror and turning to you. “Their doors are closed anyway; I doubt I was that loud. Didn’t know how high you had your headphones up.” He smiles. “But anyways, do ya mind helping me get the rest of this bleach on the back of my head? I wanna make sure everything is covered. Extra gloves are in the box over there.” Ryuji nods over to the box he’s sitting to the right of on the bathtub counter.

You reach over and pluck the gloves from the box that read ‘Palty’, pulling an extra plastic seat from the corner of the bathroom and plopping behind Ryuji, gloves now on. Ryuji hands you the container with the bleach, quickly running you through what to do. You apply the bleach to his hair as he bounces his knees, tapping his fingers against them as he hums a tune. “Thanks.” Ryuji says, turning to you for a second while you put more bleach on the brush, sending a grin your way.

“No problem, Ryu.” You mumble, focused on applying the sections as well as you could.

“This is gonna turn out awesome!” Ryuji exclaims. You can tell by his voice alone the excitement he’s holding back so you can finish, fist pumping the air once you are.

“I definitely think it will.” You smile back at him as he pulls the plastic cap over his head. “Shouldn’t be too hard to manage since your hair is short.”

An hour passes as you help Ryuji wash and tone his hair, the both of you staring in awe, him through the mirror and you at him. His hair was still a little damp, but the change was one you thought suited Ryuji really well, a small flush tinting your cheeks.  

“For real?” Ryuji smiles as he inspects his hair. “This is so cool.”

“See?” You smirk, eyes closed in a smug expression. “Told you it’d turn out great. You’re welcome.” You open your eyes just in time to see Ryuji holding out his hand, giving him a high five before you two clean up settle down for the night.

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Timeskip 4/11

“What’s taking him so long…?” You tap your feet against the floor, the turtleneck underneath your uniform coat doing a somewhat good job at staving off the cold that came with this morning’s rain. You had remembered that with the early spring season often came rain, so you had snagged an umbrella before you left. If it rained, great, if it didn’t, well then you’d be carrying an umbrella around for the rest of the day. Lucky for you, it was. Knowing Ryuji however, he more than likely won’t have one when he arrives… But seriously, where was he? You take a quick glance around the outside of Aoyama-Itchome Station before shifting your umbrella in your hand, getting ready to take out your phone so you could text him.

You don’t get a full word in before you hear Ryuji’s voice calling out to you.

“___!” You turn to see him jogging towards you and ducking for cover--because just as you guessed, he had no umbrella. “Sorry, slept in a bit.”

“Hah,” You shake your head. “Should’ve known. Well, let’s go, sleepyhead, don’t wanna be late. Get under.” You motion for Ryuji to follow you, hand raising the umbrella just a bit higher. You were on the taller side, so there wasn’t that big of a gap between Ryuji and you.

“Who’re you calling the sleepyhead?” Ryuji pokes your rib as he walks alongside you. “I’m not the one who sleeps over 9 hours on weekends--”

Ryuji’s voice cuts off as he sees something in front of him catch his attention, running ahead and leaving you in confusion. You turn your head in the direction he ran off towards, connections clicking in your head as you see Ann get in the car you both knew well as Kamoshida’s. Oh boy. You sigh. You had asked Ann on multiple occasions about Kamoshida, and if there was anything you could do to help, but she had refused countless times, saying she could handle it on her own, making you promise not to tell Shiho. This didn’t stop you from making up and excuse whenever you would see her being harassed in the school hallways, your method of “girl related things” or “family emergencies” more effective than Ryuji’s that tended to be on the aggressive side. As angry as you are at Kamoshita, the both of you needed to stay on campus; if passive aggressive words were all you could fight with, then so be it.

You jog after Ryuji, careful not to slip in your sneakers against the tiled floor as the car drives off before he could reach it. He passes by another student that seems to be seeking shelter from the rain, his hair and glasses already covering half of his face.

“Dammit...screw that pervy teacher.” Ryuji mutters as he slows to a stop. You follow not too far behind, bringing the umbrella up over his head again, slightly winded. Man, you hated exercise…

“Pervy teacher..?” The student mumbles, gaining the attention of the two of you.

“...What do you want?” Ryuji snaps at the boy, a scowl forming on his face, his classic “vulgar” expression. “You plannin’ on rattin’ me out to Kamoshida?”

“Kamoshida?” The boy calmly asks, slightly confused, phone in his hand moving as he does so.

“Huh?” Ryuji blinks back, now confused. “In that car just now. That was Kamoshida.” Ryuji looks away in irritation. “He does whatever the hell he wants. Who does he think he is--the king of a castle? Don’t you agree?”

“Which castle?” the boy inquires, bringing a chuckle out of you.

“Uh, it’s just a sayin’...” Ryuji trails off as you can’t help but chuckle some more. He pauses for a few seconds before speaking again. “...Wait, you don’t know Kamoshida?” he scoffs, scrutinizing the boy. “Are you for real? You’re from Shujin, right?”

“I think so.” the boy nods.

Hm… “Are you a transfer student?” you ask, peering silently at the boy. He nods as you zone in on his uniform coat. More specifically the ‘2’ on his collar. “Oh, you’re a second year too.”

Ryuji chuckles darkly. “Then no wonder you don’t know him.” You check your phone before notioning your head in the direction of the school.

“As great as this introduction is,” you drawl out sarcastically. “We should get going, I don’t want to be late.”

Ryuji lets out a huff of laughter before turning back to the boy. “This rain ain’t too bad. We better hurry up or we’ll be late.”

You all take a step to move before a wave of pain flashes against you. “Ngh!” You cry out, almost dropping your umbrella. It seems the boy and Ryuji had felt it too, hands both on their heads. You feel light-headed as Ryuji speaks.

“Are you okay?” he asks as you nod slowly. You ask him the same. “Yeah, I’m fine, my head just hurts.. Dammit… I wanna go home.” Ryuji sighs as you keep walking, the boy following silently a few steps behind you.

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You make your way through the backstreet shortcut you and Ryuji knew well, the walkways casted in a purple hue that was different that what you usually saw. Maybe it had something to do with that sudden head pain earlier…? You hoped the light-headedness you had felt wasn’t involved with it. You follow by Ryuji, stopping firmly in your tracks as you both gape in disbelief at what was supposed to be the school that was currently in front of you.

A giant castle stands tall in front of you, the skies and clouds around in casted in the same murky purple you had saw on the walk over.

“Um…?” you mumble, confused.

“We didn’t… come the wrong way though…” Ryuji speaks, looking behind him, the boy joining him. “Yeah, this should be right.” you all see the school sign in front.

“What’s going on here? I guess we’ll just have to go and ask.” Ryuji walks ahead as the boy follows him, you still stuck in place.

“I don’t have a good feeling about this… At all.” You state, taking tentative steps behind them as you follow, closing your umbrella.

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“Th-That’s weird… Where’s the school…?” Ryuji trails off.

“Did we make a wrong turn?” The boy pipes up.

“No,” You say firmly. “We didn’t. And there’s never been a castle in this town, this just doesn’t make sense.” You bring your arms around you. “Where are we?”

Ryuji pulls out his phone, his eyes widen. “Out of service..?” He puts it in his pocket. “The sign was for the school, right?” You nod. The boy vocalizes his agreement. “Right?! You saw it too!”

A sudden armored figure appears in front of you all, a creepy blue mask as it’s face, wielding a sword and a worn shield just as big as it. You take a step back.

“Geez, you scared me…” Ryuji mutters. “Who’re you? You a student?” Ryuji takes a few steps closer to the silent figure. “Ryuji…” you caution as he waves you off. “Man, your costume’s impressive… Is that armor real?”

The figure still doesn’t respond, moving up and down slightly as it stares down at all of you. Ryuji crosses his arms and leans on one leg. “C’mon, don’t just stand there. Say somethin’.”

“Ryuji.” you say more firmly, taking his arm as another one approaches you. “I think we should go.”

“...H-Hey, what;s goin’ on?” Ryuji questions.

“Is he school staff?” The boy asks. You turn to him with an exasperated sigh. “If they were, they would’ve said something already, don’t you think?”

“...This shit’s real.” Ryuji frowns. “We better run. Go!”

“Got it.” The boy nods.

You all break for the exit to no avail, more knights surrounding you.

“Ugh, what’s with these guys!?” Ryuji exclaims before he’s hit in the back by one of the knights. “Oww… Y-You’re gonna break my bones, dammit! The hell you think you’re--Aagh!”

“Ryuji!” you try to make your way to him before another knight does the same to you, the breath knocked out of you as you fall forward.

“Take them away!” you hear one of the knights say as your surroundings go black.

[roadtoeden]

"No plans. Was properly just going to spend the dsy with you." He chuckled softly, before laying on his side, his head against the pillow and looking over Dimitri's features. He reached over and stroked his cheek for a moment and said, "we didn't really talk about last night? You did enjoy it right? You weren't pushing yourself for my sake?"

Grim wasn't really listening to the story, she was just watching him mostly, keeoing her hand against her cheek. At one point she ended up running her hand through Ashe's hair, and played with the strands a small bit. Then the questioned turned to her, and she would nod. "Sure..." she took the book, beginning to read from where Ashe had left off.

roadtoeden​:

Murdoch was laying on his side, smiling at the sight of his boyfriend finally waking up. He reached over, pushing a few strands of Dimitri’s hair out of his eyes and behind his ear and said, “hey, sweetie.” He bit his lip, before saying, “so how are you feeling right now?”

Grim watched all three kisses happen, and it actually made her cheeks turn red. There wasn’t much that made her blush like that, but something about Ashe kissing her palm made her face turn red. Still she looked at the book, “we can do that, but you should be the one to start it.” She said then.

“Tired.. but okay. How about you?” Smiling he shut his eyes again with a soft hum. “This is nice.” He was a bit nervous, wanted to sleep the rest of the day. Didn’t feel like doing much. Curled up in a ball he yawned. “I don’t have anything to do today.  What about you?” 

Reaching for the book he chuckled at her blushing though nodded. “I can start then.” Reading the first chapters, going on with the start of the story he continued before stopping after three pages and handed it back to her. “Right here, unless you want me to keep reading?” 

[awoken-lights]

dredgenshrike​:

awoken-lights​:

dredgenshrike​:

@awoken-lights from here

Shrike knew what Core had meant but he wouldn’t say that out loud. Runswick hadn’t crumpled on the outside when Beagle died, but it had to anyone who knew how warm it used to be. Oh well. He couldn’t afford to miss people, not in his line of work- not when he had so many other things to keep track of.

“Ryes…” He echoed back at them, crossing his arms. The armor shifted with him, soft noises as he tilted his head. “Haven’t heard of it. Maybe whoever’s running this shithole would know though.” He shrugged,before rotating around Core a little bit. He paced like a prowling wolf, watching her with a gaze not unlike the dog.

“But I can assure you wherever your friend is, they’d be better off to not be here. Maybe you can tell ‘em that when you find 'em. To get out of here.” He said. Shrike never liked Runswick- maybe before but not now. All that lingered was the ghosts of a man he used to be, and the crumbling of a house he used to love. And the grave of an exo who tried to save him.

Lady held still to let Core put the bracelets on, looking down like she saw the most interesting thing on the floor. Her tail started wagging again, as Core finished up and when they were done she began to prance in a happy circle. She seemed to like them enough if not alot, and Shrike watched her with fond eyes as she did her little happy dance. She stopped to give happy 'arfs’, tongue hanging out of her mouth.

“I think she just might like them. And you probably- she gets picky with people 'round her paws. Cooper and you are about the only ones she seems to let, and so soon too…” the last part was mostly just him thinking out loud, as he set his chin in between his fingers. His tail slowly swished, back and forth, in the same kind of thinking. It had to have been wired up to his own emotions- would have made sense anyways. What kind of Exo- with almost endless choices for modifications- would get a non-functioning tail?

He perked at the idea of a necklace though, knowing that wouldn’t be hard at all to keeo tucked safe with how his cloak wrapped and all the fur lining. He figured Core had another point there too- Stasis Guardians would be harder to warm up by nature, to have to contradict how cool they ran. Atleast it meant it was really hard for him to overheat as an Exo.

“I could fit bracelets into my gauntlets.” He held an arm out, showing off the black leather and thick, serrated steel claws at the end. The main hand part and the armor on his forearms were connected under a metal bracelet. “Wouldn’t be too hard to swap out- they’re the same kind of thing, I figure. Leather won’t melt or anything under it either, so I bracelets would be just fine.” He said, bringing his arm back to mess with the gauntlets a little before dropping it back to his side.

“As for where you could find me at…” Shrike hesitated. They gave him their location though, so the least he could do was give some of that trust back to them. “I’ll give you the coordinates for my camp. You can’t share them with anyone- safety reasons, but I’ll tell the rest to be on the lookout for you. Make sure they won’t hurt you.” He looked at Lady. “And as for a playdate… I’m sure Lady would enjoy it. Maybe Cooper too if you wouldn’t mind. He’s a puppy though.”

Coreopsis smiled brightly at Shrike’s words with Lady’s happy prancing. They were incredibly pleased with themself that she liked the bracelets as well as themself, as they were already incredibly fond of Lady. They had a feeling Kedar would love her as well. Core glanced up at Shrike, noting the way he seemed deep in thought before giving Lady some tummy scratches. They supposed this whole interaction might be a weird one for him, given his status as a Dredgen. However, they were thoroughly enjoying it.

Perking up at the mention of fitting the bracelets into his gauntlets, they made a couple mental notes in their head about the design to make sure they’d fit. Looking over the gauntlet he showed though, they were certain their eyes went big. The design was spectacular and they wanted badly to both know the maker but to have the chance to study the gauntlets as well. A side-effect of their trade they always claimed.

When Shrike pulled back his arm, they almost pouted. Almost. Luckily they managed to keep control over their expression (except for one second when the pout did show) and instead smiled softly. “Not a problem! I can make two in...g-give me a week maybe? Making the c-crystals is the toughest part as I use my own diluted Light to m-make them.” They also made sure it was raw Light, that way no one could feel traces of them from the crystals and give them trouble. A very nice thing to avoid when so many of their friends were bounty hunters and experimented with Stasis.

A look of seriousness passed over their expression. “Don’t worry, I get it. There’s a reason I t-tell me to find me at the Tower, and not my other w-workshop.” They’d learned quite quickly how dangerous associating with bounty hunters could be and how they could end up as collateral if they weren’t careful. Not to mention, they knew of at least 4 people who would hurt them if given the chance. They gave him a small but softly bright smile. “And thank you. I’ll be sure to bring Kedar w-with me at some point. I’m sure she’ll be b-both delighted to meet Cooper but terrified of hurting him. She won’t t-that I can promise, but she’ll act nervous.”

At some point, meaning they were betting on getting to see him multiple times. A bit presumptuous probably, but they truly hoped that Shrike would let them visit more than just once. Perhaps they could even give him some armor upgrades. In the meantime though, they were quick to set the crystal they had inside a wire frame, one that wouldn’t melt from the heat, before securing it on a chain. Holding it out for him, their smile turned a bit brighter, “Here you go. T-this should help keep you at least a l-little warmer in the meantime.”

@awoken-lights from here

Shrike knew what Core had meant but he wouldn't say that out loud. Runswick hadn't crumpled on the outside when Beagle died, but it had to anyone who knew how warm it used to be. Oh well. He couldn't afford to miss people, not in his line of work- not when he had so many other things to keep track of.

"Ryes..." He echoed back at them, crossing his arms. The armor shifted with him, soft noises as he tilted his head. "Haven't heard of it. Maybe whoever's running this shithole would know though." He shrugged,before rotating around Core a little bit. He paced like a prowling wolf, watching her with a gaze not unlike the dog.

"But I can assure you wherever your friend is, they'd be better off to not be here. Maybe you can tell 'em that when you find 'em. To get out of here." He said. Shrike never liked Runswick- maybe before but not now. All that lingered was the ghosts of a man he used to be, and the crumbling of a house he used to love. And the grave of an exo who tried to save him.