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[hinatastinygiant]

Pairing: Manjiro Sano x Fem!Reader

Y/N, a wonderfully strong young woman, will stop at nothing to protect her little brother, even if it means diving headfirst into a dangerous world she never thought she'd be a part of. When her brother falls in with a dangerous gang, Y/N takes matters into her own hands and joins the gang herself, hoping to keep an eye on him and steer him away from danger.

Warnings: Language Warning! NSFW (18+) Graphic Depiction of Violence!

I DO NOT OWN TOKYO REVENGERS OR ITS CHARACTERS. I ONLY OWN THE OC’s.

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eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty

twentyone, twentytwo, twentythree, twentyfour, twentyfive, twentysix, twentyseven, twentyeight, twentynine, thirty

thirtyone, thirtytwo, thirtythree, thirtyfour

(Updated July 27, 5:00pm est)

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dreamwritesimagines

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doingitforbokuto

duckugou

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iamconstantine

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inquisitor-julia

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[ao3feed-izch]

Dear Departure

by hinatastinygiant

-Various MHA As the sun sets the evening before their graduation from U.A. High, a group of heroes-to-be gathers for a night like no other- their last before stepping into the world as true heroes.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬! language, sexual content, verbal violence 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬! smut, fluff, angst

 「 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 | 𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭 」

i do not own my hero academia nor its characters. i only own the plot.

Words: 14244, Chapters: 12/21, Language: English

Series: Part 8 of Boku no Hero Academia

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Aoyama Yuuga, Midoriya Izuku, Ashido Mina, Kirishima Eijirou, Iida Tenya, Uraraka Ochako, Kaminari Denki, Jirou Kyouka, Bakugou Katsuki, Sero Hanta, Todoroki Shouto, Yaoyorozu Momo, Mineta Minoru

Relationships: Ashido Mina/Kirishima Eijirou, Aoyama Yuuga/Midoriya Izuku, Iida Tenya/Uraraka Ochako, Midoriya Izuku/Uraraka Ochako, Jirou Kyouka/Kaminari Denki, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina/Jirou Kyouka, Sero Hanta/Reader, Todoroki Shouto/Yaoyorozu Momo, Bakugou Katsuki/Reader, Todoroki Shouto/Reader

Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Smut, Hurt/Comfort, Strained Friendships, Class 1-A Shenanigans (My Hero Academia), POV Third Person Omniscient

source: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53865286

[escapingjune]

My Hero Academia

Masterlist

Masterlist By: writing-from-the-cosmos

Series

anhedonia (Shouta Aizawa)By: cvsmix-plvto

Wet Clay (Shouta Aizawa) By: herohotline

starving artist (Shouta Aizawa) By: angoghmusing

Ms. Birdie (Keigo Takami) By: keigosbirdie

After Dark (Keigo Takami) By: akaridream

From Past to Present (Keigo Takami) By: writing-from-the-cosmos

A Game of Charades (Shouta Aizawa) By: hinatastinygiant

One Shots

Tea for Two Pt. 2 (Levi Ackerman) By: m-jelly

[6-022-10-23]

last song: her by chase atlantic (i fell asleep listening to it lol)

last show/series: i honestly don't remember any that i finished properly. i don't have time to sit and watch in peace. it's been so long😭

currently watching: eighty-six

favorite color: pistachio green

sweet, spicy, or savory: spicy

currently reading: i was reading wicked games by @/hinatastinygiant (again) and side by side also under our veins by planxtas on wattpad (the only fic i'll ever read on wattpad probz, still on 1st chapter though)

what i'm working on: my two upcoming presentations lol

currently obsessed with: i am always obsessed with draken. also eighty-six, oh my God that is one of the best animes ever (nothing much really)

oh tagging: @sugies @dr4kenlvr @bontensbabygirl @shujivenus @haitaniapologist and anyone who sees this lol

pls let me know if you don't want to be tagged!

tagged by: the lovely @dull-c 😊

last song: what i’m becoming - cage the elephant

last show/series: the great british bake off, does it count? 

currently watching: heartbreak high

favorite color: purple & bole brown (that’s what google says)

sweet, spicy, or savory: uuuhhhhh can’t really choose but i’ll go with savory

currently reading: my policeman by bethan roberts

what I’m working on: uh nothing? some gifs i want to make i guess?

currently obsessed with: pink floyd, giffing

passing this on to the last five moots in my notes; @this-searing-light-the-sun @xrgesh @likepiecesintoplace13 @cruelestwonderland @hauntingayan (no pressure of course <3)

[nekomassetters]

One

"This is Kenma," the tall boy in front of you grins, "and he's our setter. I'm sure the two of you will get along great."

Kenma groans but finally looks up at you. You're shocked for a second as his eyes widen as his gaze meets your own. Kenma quickly looks away and struggles to get out of Kuroo's grasp.

Ritsuko continues to explain to Kuroo that you're going to be practicing with them the days the girls' team doesn't hold practice.

"Well have fun, Y/N," she says as she pats your head, "Thanks for looking after her, Kuroo."

After Kuroo assures Ritsuko that you're in good hands she takes off, leaving you there with a bunch of strangers crowding around you.

"Who's your friend?" Kuroo laughs.

"My captain," you groan, "she's the worst."

Kenma then mutters something under his breath that's inaudible to you but results in a slap on the back of the head by Kuroo.

"Ouch," he quietly complains.

At the sound of the loud smack, you give Kuroo your undivided attention, worried about how strict he's going to be with you. However, his face gets soft as he looks back at you and smiles. He wraps you close around his other arm as he introduces the rest of the team to you.

You take this moment to analyze the rest of the team.

Thank God he's not here. I guess he's not on the team anymore.

"So how long has it been since you last played volleyball?" Kuroo asks as he releases you from his grip.

You watch as Kenma finally breaks free and walks away, cursing under his breath. The second you catch yourself staring you snap back your attention to Kuroo.

"Oh uh, I think a few months. I had a broken arm last season and then I didn't get to play over break," you tell him.

Kuroo nods as he listens to your story. He tells you that he understands and then ushers the team over, letting them know he's going to start practice.

"Y/N you can warm up with Yaku, sound good?" he asks.

You nod as you turn around and see Yaku running over to you.

"Hi Y/N!" he shouts as he pulls you over to a free spot.

"Yaku where's you coach?" you ask as the pair of you sit and begin stretching.

Yaku looks around to make sure his coach isn't there.

"Hm I'm not sure," he shrugs, "but he'll probably be here in a few minutes."

"O-Okay," you respond nervously, "are you sure it's okay for me to join the group even though your coach didn't okay it?"

Yaku nods and lets you know that Nekomata-sensei won't mind.

The two of you then move on to warming up. Yaku gives you a simple exercise to do with him and you willingly go along with it.

"Is this the whole team?" you ask as you look around the room.

"I think so," he shrugs.

A few minutes go by as the two of you warm up until Yaku finally lets you know that the vice-captain is missing.

Fuck, he's still on the team.

Just then Nekomata-sensei walks in and begins greeting the team. Yaku immediately yanks you over to him and begins explaining you to him with the help of Kuroo.

"Well of course she's welcome to join the practices," he grins.

You bow and politely thank him.

——

During practice, Kuroo and Lev ask you to set to them so you begin walking to the furthest court to practice.

"Okay go ahead Y/N!" Lev says to you.

Kuroo tosses you a ball and you gently set it to Lev, but it's way too low.

"Uh sorry," you say nervously, "I guess I didn't realize how tall you were."

"It's alright, try it again!" Lev responds.

You nod and give Kuroo a thumbs up, letting him know you're ready for the next toss.

Once again your set is too low for Lev. Kuroo then calls over Fukunaga. As Fukunaga runs over, Kuroo approaches you. He turns you to the side where Lev is and positions his hands over the back of yours. Your body stiffens as he leans down at your height and presses his back against yours. You allow him to move your hands to where he knows Lev is going to jump to.

"This is a good angle," he whispers to you.

You get chills throughout your body as Kuroo speaks to you.

"Lev you ready?" he asks over your shoulder.

You look over at Lev who gives a thumbs up slowly, a bit flustered just watching how close Kuroo is to you.

"Ready gorgeous?"

You roll your eyes, finally catching on to what Kuroo's trying to do.

"Of course, handsome," you smirk.

Kuroo chuckles and calls for Fukunaga to send the ball to you. Kuroo backs away slightly and you set to Lev, way better than it was before.

You turn around and look at Kuroo, shocked that he was actually able to help you.

I guess I misjudged him.

"Are you sure you're not a setter?" you tease.

"Nah," he chuckles, "but maybe I should be since I'm better than you."

You roll your eyes playfully before thanking him for his help. He congratulates you and then relieves Fukunaga from his post.

"Ready Lev?" you say excitedly.

He happily nods and you turn back to Kuroo who's already grinning back at you.

"Let's go!"

[bakumu]

I'd love to join too if you're still looking!!

Omg you'd join the kisaki collab? I'd be so excited! I think your the 4th person to have interest so this is definitely happening now!!

[hinatastinygiant]

I've been struggling with this since I started Tumblr and wanted to share it for anyone else who's having the same issue.

I’ve seen people struggling with tags not working so wanted to share this tip. As far as I can tell it only really works in night mode on the app.

When tagging - a name may show as a link in the editor but not actually be tagging the person. In the default mode on a computer (and presumably the app) you can’t tell.

Take this post for example. The first one is not tagged at all (the post writer will know that they were unable to tag). But the second and third both look like the person is tagged. Both even show as links - you get the option to open/edit/remove the link.

However, if I switch to the app on my phone - which is in dark mode - I see this:

The first person is not tagged, but neither is the second. They’re bright white and underlined - but they’re not tagged. I have no idea what this is - just that it will not notify the person. For the tag to work, it should show up that grey color.

I usually set everything up on my laptop and then before I post drop into my phone and look at the draft there (not edit, sometimes if you open it up in editor between devices it will change the tagging) to check everyone is correct.

Hope this helps.

[hinatastinygiant]

Pairing: Sanzu x Fem!Reader

Although you were gaining immense popularity as an acclaimed author with your best-selling novel, the idea of your path intertwining with a heartthrob from a major band seemed like a distant dream. Yet, fate is always playing tricks on you. On that fateful night at the red carpet event, the dazzling lights and the clamor of fans suddenly faded into the background when your eyes met his. Haruchiyo Sanzu, the famous heartthrob, captivates not only your gaze but also your heart. It was as if the pages of your own novel had come to life, and you found yourself caught up in a whirlwind of emotions that mirrored the intimate moments you have only ever written about.

Warnings: Language Warning!, NSFW (18+)

I DO NOT OWN TOKYO REVENGERS OR ITS CHARACTERS. I ONLY OWN THE OC’s.

one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. The End

(Updated as of September 16, 9:00pm est.)

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[plaggi]

Dont know if this is today but I dont care let me tag some of my fav creators on here :)

@taeyamayang @tetsupeach @munsonsins @therealvalkyrie @tteokdoroki @bibblelevi @cyancherub and ofc @hinatastinygiant

It's Fanfic Writer Appreciation Day! So go on, appreciate the fuck out of those who generously share their ideas and talents with us. Today and every day after.

[hinatastinygiant]

Pairing: Naoto Tachibana x Fem!Reader

When your heist goes wrong, leading to your capture and detainment by the police, you're met with a serious detective who you have met before. As your paths reconnect, a history of childhood ties and unspoken feelings emerge. Together, they'll be put through a rollercoaster of emotions, danger, and unexpected desire, making each second of their journey together a thrilling experience. A game of cat and mouse in which your wits and emotions are tested at every turn.

Warnings: Language Warning! NSFW (18+) Sexual Content

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. THE END

I DO NOT OWN TOKYO REVENGERS OR ITS CHARACTERS. I ONLY OWN THE OC’s.

(Updated August 22, 8:00am est)

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Pairing: Tokyo Revengers! x Fem!Reader

Tokyo Revengers, but I don't tell you the love interest...

Only a small amount of the population has been brought into a strange new world where murder is necessary for survival. When y/n finds herself in this strange world, she finds herself in situations she never thought she'd be in with people she never thought she'd see again.

Warnings: Language Warning! NSFW (18+) Graphic Depiction of Violence!

I DO NOT OWN TOKYO REVENGETRS OR ITS CHARACTERS. I ONLY OWN THE OC’s.

rivaling groups: taiyaki fighters, the chosen, no namers, the wanderers, divine anarchy.

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eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen(xxx), fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty

twentyone, twentytwo, twentythree, twentyfour, twentyfive(xxx), twentysix, twentyseven, twentyeight, twentynine, thirty

thirtyone(xxx), thirtytwo, thirtythree, thirtyfour, thirtyfive, thirtysix, thirtyseven, thirtyeight(xxx), thirtynine, forty

fortyone, fortytwo, fortythree, fortyfour, fortyfive, fortysix, fortyseven, fortyeight, fortynine, fifty

fiftyone, fiftytwo(xxx), fiftythree, fiftyfour, fiftyfive, fiftysix, fiftyseven, fiftyeight, fiftynine, sixty

sixtyone, sixtytwo, sixtythree, sixtyfour, sixtyfive, sixtysix, sixtyseven, sixtyeight, sixtynine, seventy

seventyone, seventytwo, seventythree, seventyfour, seventyfive, seventysix(xxx), seventyseven

(Updated May 16, 7:00pm est)

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[hinatastinygiant]

If I started a prompt meme on ao3 would anyone be interested in joining? It would most likely be a character x reader prompt meme! Let me know your thoughts please :)

[hinatastinygiant]

Pairing: Bokuto x Fem!Reader

(plus some Kuroo x Fem!Reader)

Bokuto's your neighbor. Your childhood friend. Of course, you had a crush on him back when you were like five, but you got over it! That is, up until your junior year in high school when things changed permanently. But, after your heart got broken by another, you decided dating just isn't your thing. Now you're in your second year of college and you're just rolling with the punches, having fun with your friends, and taking things one day at a time. However, as much as you wish you could forget about Bokuto, it's just so hard when he takes up every tiny little space in your brain…

Warnings: Language Warning! NSFW (18+) Use of Drugs, Graphic Depiction of Violence!

I DO NOT OWN HAIKYUU OR ITS CHARACTERS. I ONLY OWN THE OC’s.

associates, one, two, three, four, five

six, seven, eight(xxx), nine, ten

eleven, twelve(xxx), thirteen(xxx), fourteen, fifteen

sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen(tw/d), twenty(xxx)

twentyone, twentytwo, twentythree, twentyfour, twentyfive

twentysix, twentyseven(xxx), twentyeight, twentynine(xxx), thirty(tw/s)

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1 | A Literary Affair

Pairing: Sanzu x Fem!Reader

The Book of Salvation

The red carpet stretches out before you like a river of shimmering lights. You stand in the spotlight, side by side with your two closest friends, Nairobi and Amaya. Cameras click constantly, capturing the heart of the fleeting moment.

Nairobi, a vibrant presence on your right, has her hair woven into two buns, flaming her face like a crown. Reddish-brown glasses sit across her nose, adding an intellectual edge to her style. 

A reporter approaches Nairobi, a microphone held out like an offering. "Nairobi, your influence in journalism and activism is undeniable. What's your next battleground for change?"

Nairobi's smile is a sunbeam breaking through clouds. "Thank you. I'm turning my attention to giving voice to the LGBTQ+ community in African and Asian societies. Their narratives deserve a spotlight, and I'm committed to shining a light on their journeys."

Amaya, standing on your left, is a portrait of elegance. Dark hair cascades down her shoulders like a waterfall against her skin. She radiates an air of quiet confidence, a visual effects virtuoso in her own right.

A different reporter turns to Amaya, their curiosity evident. "Amaya, could you share the intricacies of your recent project?"

Amaya's eyes gleam with pride. "My recent venture involved crafting intricate digital landscapes for a film. The challenge lies in translating the director's vision into pixels while honoring authenticity which I'm so glad I was able to accomplish."

The reporter's intrigue then lingers. "And if 'Dawn of a New Era' makes its cinematic debut, would you weave your visual effects magic into it?"

Amaya's gaze shifts to you, a knowing smile playing on her lips. 'Dawn of a New Era' is your book, your baby, and she'd be more than thrilled to get to be a part of it. "Absolutely. If the stars align, I'd be honored to lend 'Dawn of a New Era' a touch of visual marvel."

Amid the sea of camera flashes and applause, lenses begin to swivel towards a towering figure entering the scene. Amaya gasps softly, her eyes widening like a child's. Following her gaze, you see what the paparazzi are so excited about- Haruchiyo Sanzu, the heartthrob of Earthpig, the new musical sensation everyone's talking about.

Nairobi leans toward you, her voice a playful tease, "He's a fine sight, isn't he? If I were even in his league, I'd be swooning."

You smile at her comment. "He is, but what's all the fuss? Did they drop new music or something?"

Amaya shakes her head. "When the rising star in the music world dyes his hair back to pink, everyone wants to get the first look."

Sanzu's eyes meet yours for a moment, and your heart stops. It feels almost silly to have such a moment, but he truly is quite handsome. But then Amaya breaks the spell, causing you to look away. "Aw, Nairobi, you are in his league. If you're interested, you should totally go for it."

Just as she finishes speaking, a reporter redirects your attention once again. "Could you please remind us of the premise of your recently published book, 'Dawn of a New Era'?"

"Of course," you smile. "It's a romance thriller set in an apocalyptic world," you then add, managing a composed smile despite the flash of the cameras competing for your attention.

As you continue to answer questions, Sanzu's ability to move through the reporters as if they were transparent draws your gaze. But then, another reporter seizes the opportunity to ask, "Did you mean for your book to come to a rather predictable ending?"

Your words falter, the unexpected question catching you off guard. Luckily, you haven't had to face much criticism for your new book, but right now you're starting to get overwhelmed. You look toward your friends who are now a small distance away, both in their own small interviews.

Then, another question comes. "Did you steal from Miki Okawa's 'Gomorrah'?"

Your reply to this one is swift. It's not the first time you've been accused of something like this. "No. I would never do that."

Your gaze involuntarily returns to Sanzu, his eyes locked on yours once more. This time, however, he's making his way in your direction. Your heart quickens, and a gulp passes your lips. Suddenly, the weight of the situation dawns on you.

"Sorry, that's all the time I have," you manage to say, feeling the nervousness creep into your voice. All you want is to return to your friends' side.

However, the swarm of reporters inches you away from your friends. Panic bubbles up as you struggle to manage the stream of questions and the relentless camera flashes.

Before you can fully exit the frustrating situation, a comforting hand lands on your shoulder. You turn, and there he is – Haruchiyo Sanzu, the heartthrob of Earthpig, standing by your side.

Sanzu's presence immediately instills an unexpected calm within you, even as your heart races because the commotion of the event just landed on your shoulder! You're too aware that this moment will be all the talk for weeks to come.

In a move that both unsettles and strangely comforts you, Sanzu slides his arm around your shoulder and places his hand on your arm. The cameras continue to click relentlessly, capturing this moment from every angle. You manage a tense smile, feeling the pressure of the cameras and the curious eyes of the crowd.

You can't help but voice your confusion quietly, "What are you doing?"

With a gentle firmness, he spins you around so his back faces the paparazzi, effectively shielding you from their intense surveillance. "I saw you struggling out there," he admits, his voice carrying a genuine concern.

You scoff, trying to dismiss the unexpected assistance. "This isn't my first red carpet, you know."

A small smile tugs at his lips, a hint of knowing in his eyes. "I'm aware. I've seen you before. But I've never seen you get this much heat for your book before."

"I guess you've got a point there," you scoff. "Sometimes I wish it didn't get that popular."

Although you speak aloud to him, heat rushes to your face as you slowly begin to realize what he's just admitted to you. But before you can address it, his attention shifts back to the crowd. With an authoritative tone that surprises you, he addresses the photographers, "Give us some space, please."

It's strange. His voice carries a rare combination of authority and kindness, momentarily mesmerizing the photographers. Much to your surprise, they begrudgingly comply, creating a buffer between you and the relentless flashes.

In the brief moment of silence, you find yourself face to face with Sanzu once again, your chest nearly touching his. "Thank you," you say softly, still shocked that the idol from Earthpig has come to your rescue.

"You're welcome," Sanzu replies. Without hesitation, he then takes your hand and leads you away from the chaotic red carpet, guiding you to a quieter corner of the venue. Concern is etched on his face. "Are you alright? Damn, those photographers can really be relentless."

You nod, appreciating his concern. "Thanks to you, I am now."

His smile is reassuring, but your thoughts linger on the touch of his hand, wishing for that warmth again.

As the conversation flows, Sanzu extends an invitation that catches you off guard. "You know, there's an afterparty at my place. Would you be interested in joining?"

You pause for a moment, then grin. "Only if I can bring my friends."

He chuckles. "The more, the merrier."

You hand him your phone, and he smoothly texts himself his address. With a wink, he gives you a playful smile. "I'll see you then."

Just as he walks away, your friends appear, practically squealing with excitement. Nairobi's eyes widen. "This is amazing! I can't believe he was flirting with you."

You laugh, your disbelief mirroring theirs. "I can't believe it either."

Amaya's curiosity can't be contained and she asks, "So, are you gonna... you know, hook up with him?"

You shake your head, a grin playing on your lips. "Of course not, that'd be gross and weird, especially since I've got his number."

Amaya gasps, her eyes fixated on your phone. "Oh my god, I can't believe it."

Nairobi's playfully accusing tone enters the mix. "You bitch! How did you manage that?"

With a shrug, you admit the truth. "Honestly, I have no idea. But if you're in, we can all head to his afterparty later."

Simultaneously, both Nairobi and Amaya exclaim, "Of course!"

The Book of Salvation

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1 | Fluorescent Lights

Pairing: Mikey x Fem!Reader

Undercover Masterlist

A rundown warehouse hidden away in the seedy outskirts of the city houses where you work- an infamous underground fighting ring. Its rusted metal walls seem to echo with the whispers of forbidden battles that had taken place within its walls. The air is thick with anticipation, a palpable mix of adrenaline, fear, and the putrid scent of sweat. 

Dimly lit by the flickering fluorescent lights hanging from the low ceiling, the ring itself stood as the focal point of the room. Its canvas is rather worn and stained, bearing the marks of countless intense matches. Surrounding the ring, rows of rickety wooden benches provide seating for the eager spectators, their eyes hungry for the raw display of violence. 

You, dressed in black jeans and a faded leather jacket, stand near the edge of the ring, holding up a tattered sign with bold letters announcing the upcoming fights. Your eyes dart across the crowd, taking in the diverse assortment of spectators from rough-looking men in leather jackets, women with smudged makeup and curious expressions, and even a few suited businessmen, eager to witness the brutality.

As the current fight concluded, your boss, a wide man with a greasy beard and a half-drunk demeanor swaggers over to you. He removes the cigar from between his lips and lets out a boisterous laugh, slapping his companion on the back. "Hey, Y/N, fancy joining the fray tonight? I hear you've got some moves!"

You arch an eyebrow, your lips curling into a sly grin. "Oh, Frank, you know I"m not one to back down from a challenge, but my talent lies in holding up signs and stirring up the crowd, not throwing punches."

The man beside Frank, a muscular and tattooed hulk of a man, joins in with a playful smirk. "Come on, Y/N, don't be a buzzkill. Let's see those hidden fighting skills of yours. I'll even go easy on you."

You tilt your head, a glint of mischief dancing in her eyes. "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into," you tell him. "But tonight my role is simply to ignite the crowd, not become their main event."

Frank erupts into a hearty laugh, swaying slightly on his feet. "Alright, alright, Y/N. Just remember, the offer stands if you ever change your mind. We could use a firecracker like you in the ring!"

With a nonchalant wave, you turn on her heels and saunter toward the exit, leaving behind the clamor of cheering and the aura of the underground ring, instead relishing the cool breeze that welcomes you into the night.

When you get home, you push open the creaky door of your shabby apartment, the worn-out handle offering a familiar resistance as you enter. Inside, the dimly lit space greets you with a mixture of comfort and weariness, the atmosphere a reflection of the struggles you face every day. Your gaze sweeps across the room, taking in the sight of Hakkai and Yuzuha lounging on the old, worn couch.

Hakkai, with weary eyes, is slumped against the cushions with a visible air of discontent surrounding him. He had tossed his school bag aside, a silent protest against the academic burden that weighs him down. You shake your head, your voice laced with a mix of sympathy and regret. "Hang in there, Hakkai. I know school is tough, but education is important. Don't make the same mistake I did."

"Oh, you're home!" your sister's voice chimes in, her hunger evident in the slight whine that accompanies her next words. "I'm starving. Is there anything to eat?"

You glance at the meager supplies in the kitchenette, sighing at the limited options. "We're low on groceries, but I'll go out later and get something. We still have bread," you say, retrieving a slightly stale loaf from a tattered bag.

Yuzuha scrunches her nose in distaste. "Stale bread again? Ugh, it's like chewing on cardboard."

You manage a half-hearted grin, trying to lighten the mood. "Well, I found some soup too. It's not gourmet, but it'll do for now."

Your two siblings gather around the small table, the flickering light from the television casting a hazy glow on their faces. You then join them and take bites of your small meal.

"What're you guys watching anyway?" you ask as you glance over at the television. The sound of new reports then fills the room, detailing the rising tide of gang activity in the area. "Oh, lovely."

Hakkai points at the screen, his voice laced with concern. "Look at it, Y/N. Gang violence is escalating. It's getting out of control."

You lean forward, a flicker of determination in your eyes. "I know, Hakkai. That's why we need to stay safe and look out for each other. We can't afford to get caught up in that world. Besides, you know exactly who is to blame for the world going to shit."

Yuzuha's brow furrows, her voice tinged with worry. "But what if we can't avoid it? What if he comes knocking on our door?"

"He won't," you assure her. "We've made it this long without him and we'll be fine. I have my job, you're looking, Yuzuha, and Hakkai, you're still going to school. Don't be an idiot like your two sisters and drop out."

"We've come a long way, haven't we?" Yuzuha smiles softly at you. "From all the crap we've gone though."

Hakkai nods. "Cause we've had Y/N to fight all our battles for us."

"That's not true," you disagree. "We've done everything together for the past six years."

As the last remnants of your simple yet comforting meal disappear from the chipped plates, the news reports of gang activity have subsided, replaced by a lighthearted comedy that elicits genuine laughter from all of you. It's in these precious moments, amidst the chaos of the world outside, that you find solace in the shared bond of family.

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