#looks like I'm gonna be missing a dose because I couldn't get my ass out of bed earlier

[death-rebirth-senshi]

Why did I decide to go with a pharmacy that closes at 5:30.

[deliriumsdelight7]

57 for hellcheer please :)

Breakup songs for Hellcheer? SACRILEGE. Lemme see what I can come up with...

....Oh. Oh no. This one's gonna hurt, guys. Warning: eating disorder, suicide, drug overdose, angst no happy ending.

It was seven fifteen the morning after the big Hawkins High baseball game when someone came knocking at the front door of the Munson trailer.

The banging woke Eddie out of a fitful, anxious sleep, and he cracked one bleary eye open in annoyance. Staggering to his feet and shoving his legs into the nearest pair of sweatpants, he made his grumbling way to the door, wondering what asshole would wake him at this ungodly hour. Wayne wouldn't be home from the plant for another half hour, and all his friends knew not to drag his ass out of bed before nine at the earliest on a Saturday. It could be Chrissy, but he couldn't imagine the timid cheerleader pounding so impatiently at his door. Not even after months of gradually bringing her out of her shell when she came over every Friday night for her weekly dose of ket.

He wrenched the door open. "This better be... aw, fuck." Standing on the other side of the door, staring gravely at him, was Chief Hopper. "If it's a noise complaint, tell the Mayfields I'll turn my music down next time," he said, intending to do no such thing.

"Not here for that, Eddie." Hopper put his hands on his hips, looking like he wished he was anywhere else. "I need you to tell me where you were last night."

Shiiiit. Someone was trying to get him in trouble with the fuzz. Lucky for him, he had an alibi. "I was here all night," he said. "You can ask Chrissy Cunningham. She was here with me 'til about midnight."

Hopper sighed. "That's what I'm here about. Miss Cunningham was found dead in her room this morning of a suspected drug overdose. For obvious reasons, you're the first person we decided to ask."

The words resounded in Eddie's head - like in the old cartoons when someone put a pot over a character's head and smacked it with a hammer. Dead. Dead. Dead. His knees buckled, and he grabbed tight onto the doorway to keep from falling to the floor.

"No, she... no," he said, his voice sounding a thousand miles away in his own ears. "No, she was... she was getting better. Last night, she was happy. Happier than I've seen her in months."

Hopper nodded grimly. "That can happen. When... when someone makes the decision to end their own... well. Sometimes their mood improves. In the end."

Eddie thought back - back to the weekly visits they'd had every Friday night since spring break. Chrissy would sneak into his trailer after her parents went to bed. Unable to deny her anything, Eddie gave her everything he could: a shoulder to cry on, food to eat when she could keep it down, a closed bathroom door and loud music to drown out the sound of her retching when she couldn't. And every week, she'd buy a dose of ketamine from him and bring it home.

"To get me through a weekend in that house," she always said.

Last night, she'd been downright chipper. He'd figured it was because they were only a few weeks away from graduating. A few weeks, and she could get out from under her mother's thumb forever. When she'd asked for her usual bump of ket to take home, he thought nothing of it.

Had she been saving it up all this time? Was this her ploy? Worm her way into the heart of Hawkins High's drug dealer, buy ketamine under cost, stock up, and end it all?

Anger and despair welled up inside of him, black and choking.

Hopper cleared his throat, yanking him back to the present. "You're not suspected of anything," he said. "Yet. But I've gotta know, Eddie: did you sell her anything?"

"W... weed," he mumbled, having just enough brainpower to manage the feeble lie. Nobody would believe him if he said that perfect Chrissy Cunningham came to his place for the joy of his company. Even he knew it wasn't true. If he admitted to selling her weed, they'd be less likely to nail him for anything harder. "She's... she was... a cute girl. Figured if I smoked her up for long enough, maybe I'd get something out of it."

The lie sat bitter on his tongue. He'd sold her drugs at a loss for two months now, and never dreamed of asking for a damn thing in return. Just spending time with her, helping her in the small way he could, had been enough.

And it turned out, all this time he'd been making things worse.

"Alright. Well, depending on what the coroner says, we might need you to come by the station to ask a few questions," Hopper said. "I'd appreciate it if you cooperated with our investigation."

Eddie nodded numbly. "Right. Sure. Yep."

When Hopper left, Eddie leapt into action. All he wanted to do was curl up into a ball, lick his wounds, and cry his heart out for the girl he'd been unable to save. The girl he'd killed without even knowing it.

But the cops would be coming soon, and that meant he had to ditch any drugs and other paraphernalia he had in the trailer. First went the weed and rolling papers. The lighters he kept - he smoked cigarettes, after all - but everything else went down the toilet.

Once that was gone, he snatched up the small metal container where he kept his ketamine. Cracking it open, he was surprised to see a folded piece of notebook paper fall out. On one side, he saw his name written in a feminine, cursive hand.

Reaching out with shaking hands, he smoothed the note out and read.

Dear Eddie,

If you're reading this, then I've done what I set out to do. And if that's true, then you're probably really mad at me. You probably think I used you. And... I guess I did. I'm sorry.

I need you to know that it wasn't just about the drugs. I mean, it was at first, but... you helped me with so much more than that. You made me laugh. You made me smile. You made me forget, for a few hours every week, that my life wasn't my own.

Please believe me when I say that none of this was your fault. If I didn't go to you, I would've gone to someone else. Someone who wouldn't have shown half the kindness you did. Someone I wouldn't have grown to care about so deeply these past few months. So I'm begging you: please don't blame yourself for this. You made my last months the happiest of my life.

I wish things could be different. But the closer graduation came, the more I realized that I'll never get free from my mother. And I can't live like that anymore.

I'm sorry, Eddie. I'm not strong like you are.

Goodbye.

Love,

Chrissy

P.S. Don't worry about the cops. I've taken steps to make sure they don't suspect you.

P.P.S. Don't let this get in the way of graduating. You're so close. I want you to get your diploma, get out of this town, and never look back. For both of us. Maybe that's selfish of me to say. Sorry again.

Eddie read over the note three times, still hardly able to believe it. Chrissy was gone. She was gone. And she wasn't coming back.

Dumping the ketamine into the toilet, Eddie curled into a ball and screamed. His sobs drowned out the sound of the water swirling in the toilet bowl, sending the baggy of white powder down the U-bend.

[sugamamacustard]

Feed Me

Pairing: Alpha! Keiji Akaashi X Omega! Reader, Alpha! Wakatoshi Ushijima x Omega! Reader, Alpha! Rintaro Suna x Omega! Reader

Genre: Fluff

Request: Ooooo what about when Alphas 🐘 ( maybe akaashi, ushijima, rin and kuroo) find out that their omega has not been eating enough like (their only eating little things like granola bars or fruit) so their upset that they had to find out through someone else and they scold them for that but then their told that they have gain some weight and that gets them even more upset because they think their perfect etc.

Summary: Some times, people do things because it’s what they think is best. You don’t tell your alpha about some weight gain you’ve noticed, and try taking care of it yourself because of this.

Author’s Note: Hey, you. Yeah you. The beautiful person reading this? You are perfect. You are worth it. Your feelings are valid and you shouldn’t feel bad about having them. You are so amazing, and even if I don’t know you, I am so proud of you. You are so strong for making it so far. Keep going. Never change. :) Also your nice comments? Literally my dose of serotonin

did I mention my OC one or twice? Yes. Am I sorry? No. Also, idk if anyone is curious, but Yuka doesn't actually go to Shiritorizawa but whatever.

Requests: Closed!

Buy me a coffee?

Trigger Warning: Mentions of (Semi?) Starvation.

Keiji Akaashi

➵Now, Keiji is pretty on top of omega and significant other care.

➵ Like, weirdly so. It's honestly kind of creepy?

➵ In an endearing way.

➵ He always says 'Bokuto-Kun prepared me in a way.'

➵ Honestly, he loves doing this for you too!

➵He loves caring for you so much.

➵ Like I firmly believe Akaashi's love language is acts of service.

➵ So things like bringing you food, leaving sweet notes in your locker, helping you with your homework.

➵ He lives for doing these things.

➵ Especially feeding you snacks and things.

➵ It made his inner alpha purr because that meant he was caring for you. Providing for you.

➵ Being the very thing that made him worthy of an alpha.

➵ Prove that he could continue being the alpha you needed and wanted.

➵ Unfortunately, there were downsides.

➵ Your hips had the beginnings of small love handles, a little more chub on you tummy, thighs a little squishier.

➵ Let's not lie, Keiji absolutely adored this, by the way.

➵ I also think one of his biggest kinks is praise

➵ He makes sure you know how loved and how perfect you are.

➵ It's sometimes hard to believe him though.

___

"Y/N?"

You hummed an acknowledgment at Keiji's call, typing the final words to your essay before turning to look at your beautiful alpha- Sometimes you questioned how you hooked him. His gorgeous emerald eyes shining with love and adoration.

"I'm gonna go run and pick up some supper, what would you like beloved?" He came up to squeeze and massage your shoulders, leaning down as he pressed a small peck to your temple, your purr a sweet melody to his ears.

You swallowed behind your purr, trying to hide the small panic in your eyes. Your mind instantly flashed to your reflection this morning, how you pinched your hips with a frown. You already had been slowing down on the snacks, and fast food made you shiver.

"I-I'm okay for now, Keiji. Thank you though." You smiled, nonetheless, holding Keiji's cheek in your hand. He quirked a brow, frowning slightly before nodding lowly. Another peck was pressed to your cheek before he left, ordering your favorite from the diner he took you to for your first date.

-

"Beloved, I'm back." Keiji called, once more tearing you away from your essay; you were always thankful for the distraction though. He set down the take out bag, taking out the top box and handing it to you before shrugging off his jacket.

"Keiji? I said I was okay-"

"I didn't believe you. Now come on, you need to take a break and I'm touch starved." The raven didn't even look behind at you before pulling out his own box, dragging your rolley-chair to the bed. He pulled his sweater over his head, handing that to you as well before giving you a sweet peck.

His eyes locked with yours. Your breath hitched. So many silent words swam in his eyes, asking you, demanding you, to tell you what was wrong.

"I just- I've gained a little weight lately and-"

"And? My love, you are just as gorgeous as the day I met you. Nothing is wrong with a little weight, even if I think you're foolish to think you've gained weight. Never think otherwise. Even if you do, let me know, my job as your alpha and boyfriend is to make sure you feel as good as possible no matter what."

He slipped the sweater over your head, rehanding you your meal that he took from you momentarily, running a hand through your hair.

"Your my beautiful omega. Nothing should keep you from your happiness."

Wakatoshi Ushijima

➵Unlike Akaashi, Wakatoshi is little more...Hesitant (In a way) when it comes to omegan care.

➵ He never really learned how to? Ya know?

➵ Both his parents were alphas, and he was never around omegas consistently enough to learn.

➵and it's not like you were a volleyball that he could use the same techniques to up-keep.

➵ He also couldn't ask his team.

➵ Well, he could, but only one other person on his team had an omega. (It was Satori and his advice, though helpful, could only go so far.)

➵ He was doing good though, especially with you holding his hand through the entire thing.

➵ The first time he noticed something was up was when you didn't show up to lunch-- texting him a picture of you in the library, tongue poking out as you held up a peace sign to assure him you were okay.

➵ When he brought it up to Satori, who had his own omega (A small, but fiery brunette named Yuka) leaning on his side as she played some sort of phone game on his phone (Mama's slusheria? He thinks?) .

➵He explained he didn't know what was going on with you while Satori listened with a hum before giving him a sad smile. "Sorry I can't help you further Ushi-waka, but as you can see-" He slid his unfinished lunch towards Yuka, who popped one of the Dango skewers into her mouth without looking up. "I'm not very familiar with the problem."

➵ He offered his help as much as he could nonetheless.

➵ He slowly began to pick up on smaller things, locking them in his steel trap.

➵ Like a good boy :)

➵ He put hours of research into omegas after this (not that he hadn't previously). Keeping strenuous notes beside him.

➵ They were colorful and highlighted :)

➵ And he followed the advice that 'Mommy Luna-boo' posted on the blog he found like a goddamn Mantra. ('Sometimes Omegas need a little more love! Their bodies, especially during high school years, will change a lot! They may feel a little down! As an alpha, make sure you remind them how beautiful they are!')

➵She was mother Theresa and he was her follower.

➵ Well after he followed you.

➵and after he made sure you were feeling better

___

"Omega?"

"Toshi."

Walking into your dorm room, Wakatoshi set down a small bag filled with goodies. He set it down on your bed as he sat down as well, watching you carefully.

When you gave him a small smile with a quirked brow, he took a deep breath, remembering everything Tendou had coached him through.

"Have you been eating enough lately?"

You sucked your tongue at the question, shuffling your shoulders. Truth be told you had been missing out on a few lunches after noting a few extra pounds you hadn't noticed earlier. You never meant to worry him, that was never your intention, but it seemed the world was working against you. You had no clue where to go from here. If you told him the truth that would do nothing but worry him, but lying was never good in any form of relationship.

Your hesitance to tell him was more than enough though, as his larger lands encased your own, holding them tightly.

"Why?" His tone wasn't accusatory nor was it angry in the slightest. Genuine curious if anything. If he could get to the bottom of the root of the problem, he could prevent it from happening in the future. Right?

"I- I just...Noticed a few extra pounds and-"

"That's it?"

You looked up to him with a tilted head, like a lost puppy. "What do you mean that's it?"

Pulling you closer, Wakatoshi effortlessly pulled you onto his lap, using one hand to dig through the bag beside him while the other wrapped around your hips. He pulled out a few of your favorite snacks laying them out in front of you.

"That's, in my opinion, a silly thing to worry about. If you feel that's a big problem, I can offer my services to you in any way you wish-- whether it be support or as help, it is my job to be there for you." He nuzzled your scent gland, voice rumbling against your shoulders.

You purred in response, leaning back onto your alpha.

Rintaro Suna

➵ Suna is a lot like Akaashi in the sense that he has incredible observational skills as an alpha.

➵ His eyes are like sniper scopes.

➵ The minute something is wrong, he's on it.

➵ Like he looks aloof but he's not.

➵ He had notes.

➵ So hiding something from him is not easy at all.

➵ But you two most likely ended up together because you gave him a run for his money.

➵ You made him work at being an alpha.

➵ And he loved you for that.

➵ It did come back to bite him in the ass though.

➵ The only reason he heard about this was because the betas at Inarizaki were loud mouths.

➵ Honestly he learned so much tea from them.

➵ Like this third year was sleeping with a first year because she planned on baby trapping him and-

➵ It was wild.

➵Though most times it was nothing more than a source of entertainment for you and him to laugh about.

➵This time the gossip was actually useful.

➵ He wasn't thrilled they were talking about you, but provided some very useful information.

➵ And he was set into action.

➵ typing a few things onto his phone he set out to find you.

___

"Rin, I said I'm not hungry-"

"I know and I'm making the executive decision to ignore you."

He squinted his eyes at the carefully written instructions in front of him, sending a silent thanks to Atsumu's mate Haruka. (;)) She had written a step by step instruction sheet to making Onigiri while also dropping off all the ingredients (Pre-prepped). The only reason she didn't make it was because Suna's alpha, no matter how much he trusted her, wouldn't have let it near you.

"Rintato-"

"Look, Y/N. I love you, you know that. You know a lot of things, you're my smart little omega. So you must also know this isn't good, right?" Sliding a plate of, albeit mediocre, onigiri towards you, Rintaro focused his gaze on you.

"You know this, eh?"

You swallowed before grabbing one of the triangles, nibbling on the top in an attempt to appease your alpha. His sharp gaze still focused on you, making you shiver as he rounded around the counter. He turned you around so you were facing him, his hands holding your hips.

"You know this."

You wilted under his expectant gaze, knowing what he wanted from you. "I know this."

He smirked, leaning to take bite from your snack, licking his lips as he did. "Good omega."

"Rintaro that's mine!"

[sakuramotion]

hello u guys!! <3 [crickets] i've been inactive bc a lot of fucking annoying shit happened [crickets] anyway good news is i'm done with the semester i'm done with college i'm no longer a student omg??? only took me forever <3 (the third try was a success!! luv to see it) (yes i dropped out of college twice and was kinda scared i was not gonna make it this time but i! did! it) (now i'm like broke) but anyways so guess who got tested positive for covid? my fucking flat ass,,, BUT you know what's actually worse? i got it because my mom got sick with it she got me so worried!!!!! like the first days she started to feel sick she was like i'm gonna stay in my room ok but my sister and i were like nah she probably just has the flu but then she went and got tested and had to wait for the results and on the day of the results i woke up with a sore throat but was like really mild and i was like ok.... probably nothing serious! and then my mom got the results and she was positive and the next day my throat really hurt and i think i had a fever so i took a pill slept it off and the next morning i was fine like i swear like nothing had happened!! but my mom was like yall need to go and get tested now so we went and we did the antigens one so very quickly we got the results and... well i was positive my sister was negative. and there i was like great! like worst timing ever bc my depression and my bpd issues and all the fucking mental shit i have to deal with has been Really Bad and then i got that shit just when i thought i had found a job and stuff with uni was going on and i had just seen my boyfriend like couple days ago and i was so scared omg i was like if he gets sick because of me i'll kms and then i started reading all these articles and they were like awful like awful stories with the same message: you! are! going! to die! but first you will suffer and if you don't die you will suffer forever! and i was like jfc ain't that life anyways like yea i wanna kms every day but i don't wanna go bc of some fucking ass virus.... honestly i got so scared not for me but for my mom!!!!!! bc after she got her results she started to feel Really Bad like the whole thing happened to her coughing loss of taste and smell body ache she had no strength she was sleeping all the time and i saw her only a couple of times bc she was really staying in her room and she looked so bad and god,,,, to see your mom like that! my mom!!! my mom has always way more energy than me and to see her like that christ i cried like a baby for two days i was so scared and then i wanted my bf to be with me but ofc he couldn't bc i needed to isolate as well and my dad! my dad texted me what was your result? and i texted back positive and HE left me on read,,,, like ok!! daddy issues explained,,,,, he texted me like 3 days later to asked how i was feeling like ok what if i had died.... but anyways ,,,, so there i was worrying abt my mom and waiting for the symptoms to really hit me but nothing happened to me like after those two days before i got tested nothing else happened except for like coughing here and there and a stuffy nose for a couple of days so i guess even tho i'm not fully vaccinated yet bc i got the first dose on july,,, that must've helped a lot bc thanfully i didn't get sick like my mom i didn't feel anything more but also very thankful my mom recovered completely after a week and a half and here she is back to her normal self!! i'm so excited this is finally over for us and i get to finally see my boyfriend soon like omg i missed him so much i needed him so much like i hug almost nobody but that man!! i hug him so much so often and i miss doing it i need to do it i can't wait <3 happy ending for us happy and thankful it ended like this!! [crickets] anyway don't forget to wear ur fucking masks wash ur hands!!!! and get vaccinated!!! srsly ppl be careful!!

[c4llm3h4ru]

The Restore of Our Rotten souls Ch. 5 - My Strength, My Weakness

Tomura's POV

"That damn hero girl! This thing hurts!"

That bullet came almost out of thin air, and got me on my open wound. This is crazy! We met each other half a dozen of times this year before today, but we never rose a hand to fisically hurt each other.

In my memories, we were close, really close, even with the fact we had other friends.

Flashback in Tomura's POV

No matter if she would get in trouble in my place, the little girl would find a way for me to hide on my best friend's house when our father was mad at me, and the ways were variable, making a pan's drum, turn the cartoon sound all the way to max, make a mess in the bathroom, scream, anything.

It was something the adults didn't get it, but my sister and I imagined that inside her heart she was trying to save us, but probably was because the adults never EVER touched her body, afraid of her unstable and dangerous quirk. She was still a simple baby when her quirk first showed up, when she destroyed her crib and part of the wall at that day. But she survived, I remember that.

When the adults allowed us to play with Anjou along, she always had to wear her gloves, and when she needed to eat, give the food in her mouth, the anti-quirk gloves were really expensive and we had just one pair.

But this didn't stop us to play with her by the window. She would usually be the damsell in distress when she was locked in her room. I had this idea once so I would make her feel happy. I loved to make her happy, she was the best sister someone could ask for.

And even when Hana broke her own promise, my sister was trying to help me escape, but that day, not even when she screamed from the top of her lungs. She was without her gloves that day, but my father was so focused on me that day he didn't notice that lack very well, until  the left leg of his jeans dusted out. He gor mad... and kicked her.

At that moment, Heiwa appeared, with her father and older brother, and things, I remember, got really messy. Heiwa's father, Mr. Soi Yana, had a poor childhood, so looking at my father raise his hand against me made him mad. I remember, he tried to protect me, like a hero.

Ukiatsu Yana was already 9 years old when everything happened, but at that moment, him and his little sister, my best friend, Heiwa Yana, came to my rescue. These two really did their best to protect the hero things I secretly owned. And they still keep safe until this day. I... do miss them... specially Heiwa, she is really someone who gives me the peace her name means...

Back at the moment

I got so mad at that moment, with all tgese memories that I advanced over my sister, screaming her name and threatening to catch her:

 - How dare you?! I thought you still loved you big brother, Anjou!! SO HOW DID YOU HAVE THE GUT TO ATTACK ME?!!

But then, I was in the air again, that damn Deku is such a pain in the ass. But this didn't stop Anjou from answer me:

 - I-I... I didn't... I DIDN'T HAVE A CHOICE!!! I CAN'T STAND THIS IDEA!!! I-

But then, my focus went to Midoriya. I needed to defeat him, I needed to get the One for All.

Anjou's POV

 - I'm... sorry.

But at that moment he wasn't focusing at me anymore. Tenko was in the air again, getting beaten up again. But at the moment I tried to get my arm bands open to try to run after him, I felt a grip near my elbows, and then a warm hug, but I couldn't feel any confort from them:

 - LET ME GO NANA!

 - Shhhh... He'll be okay, you already shot him.

Suddenly I was flying a bit backwards. My tutor, Edwin S.(in his dragon form) was really trying to take me away from death, his father could do anything to hurt and kill us if he took my brother's body again. I think one of two things: either Edwin was so stressed to be in his father's possible presence that he got stupid OR he really wanted to replace the stress energy to an akward one, because he turned of his ilusion quirk at the moment we were on Gran Torino's side. I knew he did see 'nana' Nana there... and though I didn't see their faces and didn't focus on them at the moment, but now, when I imagine the idea of them staring at each other while my nana couldn't find a way to explain the fact she was there, holding me. But then, Gran Torino started so scream at me:

 - WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?! WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET THE GUN!

 - I... Ten... I-I...

 - And who is this Anjou? Why did he called you sister?

 - W-well I... he...

 - ANSWER ME!

I then, got really mad and sad. I turned my face over to him, with an angry face and tears in my eyes:

 - SHUT THE HELL UP!!! GIVE ME ONE MOMENT!!!

 - Please, Sorahiko, she's already overwhelmed enough.

I breathed in and out for a second:

 - Well... Anjou is my birthname, Anjou Shimura. I think I don't need to explain why I can't use it in public.

I stopped the explaining, making 'nana confused:

 - Well... will you continue, dearie?

 - I don't need to, he already know the rest.

Before she answered, there was a moment of silence, she probably looked at Gran Torino:

 - I see... come here, let me hold closer, my dear.

 - Okay...

I gave in crying, and for a moment I just focused on my grandma's heartbeat, and internally, I was sayng thanks to Ushio, Yuri and Edwin for saving her life all those years ago.

Nana's POV

I looked at Edwin for a moment. He was focusing on the air, and even in his dragon form it was clear, something was wrong.

As I looked up, the worst happened, and my heart beaten up so fast that Anjou looked up too. The n°1 hero, Endeavor, had set a Proeminence Burn on the young boy, my grandson, Tenko:

 - NO! NO NO NO!

 - ANJOU!

 - STOP IT! WAIT!

Something happened. I was familiar with it. When Anjou is sick, extremely sad, very nervous, or stressed it would happen, but now I needed to add to the list, despair.

Anjou's hair is usually a pitch black long hair, just a little above her feet, but this state of mind she was then is a good example of the way her quirk is too strong, even for her. The black hair suddenly fell and , but her hair was already grown up again in the mid back level, but it was pure white. More than usual:

 - Mrs. Shimura! Please, call Heiwa and Yuri!

 - Right!

No time to explain, I knew. I got my radio:

 - Hello? Anyone there?

 - Mrs. Shimura? I am! Anything wrong?

 - Yana dear! Eddie chose the plan C.

 - PLAN C?! IS TENKO OKAY?!

 - Calm down! And I don't know, but it seems like only one dose wasn't enough.

 - And since Yuri is already on her way, guess I'll be there soon.

Not gonna lie, but if the case is All for One, the "Shigaraki siblings" take the deal WAY too serious:

 - I feel this isn't gonna end well for everyone...

Heiwa's POV

Tenko Shimura, my oldest and best friend, my husband, my love and the father of my son, Tenai. And he was stolen from me: "I'm gonna show this man what his wife showed me. I'll take what's mine back!"

I'm Heiwa Yana, I'm 20 YO, my quirk is Melanokinesis aka ink control, which I can use in public places, and I'm a peacefull revolutionary.

I lost my friend at 5, reencounterd him at 19, we got closer and fell in love. Our relationship is based on trust, and patience. So when he said he would disappear for probably a long time, but would come back for me, I trusted, and as a proof of this trust, we got married on the spot. Still, I found out I was pregnant, couldn't tell Tenko, but I couldn't lose my baby, and I kept him.

But when I found out about what happened to him, and All for One, I knew I had to do something. Found the Shimura sisters and asked if I could help. They said if the baby was already born, they would consider.

Welp, there I was, a month after my baby was born, so I could claim what's mine:

 - Ready, Miss Four Eyes?

 - First of all, I'm married, second of all, yes I am, Prostetic Hero! He's mine, if I'm his weakness, I'll use it the way I have to get him back!

[hejgyrus]

Cameron's First Time (p 1)

Pre-words: Ok just before we start... this is not legit, this is just the horny fantasy of a virgin fag (me!). Our story begins with Cameron (18 M) getting ready to go out on a date with his new boyfriend Ari (21 M).

//TL;DR to find fucking scene, do CTRL+F and type [FUCKING BOOKMARK]

Narrator: Tonight is Cameron's big night. His heart is flying all over the place as he prepares for his date with his new man he just met on the internet (this will end well, shut up). He has only seen pictures all over Instagram but he knows some things about Ari: he's ~6' 5", dirty blond, long-ass dreadlocks, works out, and tames horses. Cameron himself is: 5" 6', extremely white and red eye'd (he's somewhat albino, it's not obvious from a distance), 97 lb, white hair, and really smooth. For the past hour Cameron has been preparing for this event: choosing cloths, trying clear lipstick, regretting that choice, regretting that choice; and finally decided to just go for a cute messy look. A white button-down t-shirt, light grey shorts and some hair gel to make it seem as a bully gave him a nuggy. (he ended up going back on the lipstick).

Cameron: Fuck, shit, fuck, Fuck, FUCK!!!! Oh god, regret, regret! I'm not doing this, nope, nope, not today. I'll just... kill myself! Ya, that should be a good way out of this. No wait, science is too good for that, and Ari will find me dead.

*ding dong*

Cameron: I'M LEAVING, OUT THE FUCKING WINDOW! I CAN'T TAKE THIS.

*door knocking*

*Cameron walks towards door regretting*

Cameron: I'll just throw up on his shoes, that should make him leave.

*Open's door to a giant Manticore*

Cameron: Woh, Hi!

Ari: *snickers* wSup?

Cameron: (gently)Panicking, (fully)still alive

Ari: Ready to go?

Cameron: (NO!) Sure

Narrator: The two get into Ari's decent looking open cockpit jeep, and head off to an outdoor restaurant on the beach. When they arrived they saw a pretty fun place with a small main building and a field of beach couches surrounding picknick-like coffee tables, the sun was setting beautifully on the horizon. Cameron finally managed to compose himself.

Ari: This place is great, I worked here as a bartender while I was at school.

Cameron: Wow, what were you studying?

Ari: Veterinary practices.

Cameron: Ah

Narrator: The two sit at a "table" closer to the water, when a waitress comes over to to her job, you fill in the dialog.

Her:

Ari:

Her:

Cameron:

Her:

Cameron:

Narrator: Ari got a steak done cut up to be edible without leaning forward, and Cameron got a chicken salad, but the chicken is actually pork, it is a pork salad.

Ari: Aright, ya know what... I'm not good with dating...

Cameron: Oh don't worry, this is actually my first time.

Ari: Really! Then let's do the all the cliches, just for the lulz.

Cameron: Ok.

Ari: So tell me about yourself?

Cameron: Oh, god this is going to take a minute. I guess it all started when I was born.

Ari: ..

Cameron: I was born to a pair of Icelandic swingers who decided to elope to Israel, lying about being Jewish to get in free, who decided to fuck around and got stuck with me! I don't know much about them because the orphanage was incompetent for the most part, but they did tell me my mother was 7" 2'... I guess the Icelandic giant's gene.

Ari: Wait then why are you so short?

Cameron: There, actually, is a good reason for that! It's sad but good. Ok, so they left me at an orphanage... Now the Israelis are on the darker end of Caucasians, right? And the country is mostly a desert, so they didn't know my tolerance for sunlight, and decided to be conservative. I didn't really go out and play a lot. That didn't stunt my growth, but it did make me... smaller then the other kids.

Ari: How big did they get?

Cameron: Look at your arms and drop 3 inches

Ari: Oh

Cameron: So back to the house. *Narrator: Wow he opened up quick!* My first foster family was great, the dad was a high ranking military guy. The mother was very active in the community, her two sons were soo nice to me, always forcing me out of my shell and taking me out with their friends. Their friends, on the other hand, were not good people.

Ari: Y

Cameron: Well there's this word in Hebrew, "Arrsce"... It's a healthy mix of punk and bitch. They were that.

Ari: Where's this going...

Cameron: Well shit happened and they beat me up. Violently... comatose-ly. I lost 3 months of my life, and my Icelandic giant's gene.

Ari: Holy shit dude.

Cameron: Ya after that, and the media fire, technicalities happened and a US dignitary managed to "extradite" me to and keep me as his foster kid.

Ari: Lucky break?

Cameron: No he was pretty cold to me, and the rest of his family, but at 16 the state said I could leave the house and live somewhere else on their rent so long as I worked. And I did. I got an apartment over a subway where I still work.

Ari: Quite the life story.

Cameron: Ya I got use to my past.

Ari: But you can't accept that as normal, that was one of the saddest stories I heard in awhile.

Cameron: Too late.

Narrator: Ok I realize you have been waiting for the fucking, you fucking perv... I'll get to that soon...

Cameron: So what about you? You should have some stories.

Ari: Ahh well. My early life started off boring and bland from a broken family.

Cameron: Same!

Ari: He, sure... my life didn't really start until I got my first job a this little horse ranch. Well, like I said, bland and boring.

Cameron: You aren't boring, I love horses... at my size I need something under me to be my bitch (and it defiantly couldn't be you)

Narrator: The two continue to talk about meaningless drivvle to which I do not feel like writing out. If you have never been on a date, imagine a conversation... there ya go, that's what's happening. After a spectacular diner the two proceed to take a nice calm walk on the beach, now going dark.

Cameron: This is a day I won't forget for a long time, thanks for this luv.

Ari: Why dose it have to end? Ya know I have a whole tent and camping shit just lying around in my car, we could just camp out on the beach for the night.

Cameron: I don't know, I don't usually sleep with a guy I just met.

Ari: You've never dated.

Cameron: Point, let's do it!

Ari: Great, take this flashlight and start collecting fire wood, I'll go get the jeep... it's gonna take me about 10 minutes.

Cameron: *sarcastically* I miss you already.

Ari: Bye *kisses Cameron on the lips lightly, like they've been together for years*

Cameron: I... Iiii.. wut

Ari: *with slight regret* I'll be back *Leaves running*

Cameron: Wait I just let this guy leave me alone on a beach at night! He kissed me! How do I know he won't run away. Wait I just had my first kiss! *turns on this tiny pocket sized flashlight that lights up the entire rock face of the cliff the beach sits on* Wouw... I don't know how shallow he is but I'd come back for this flashlight.

Narrator: Cameron collects whatever scrap wood he could find, growing a large pile by the time Ari came back following the immensely powerful vibrator sized flashlight as a beacon.

Ari: Aright! Let's see what we got here...

Cameron: You kissed me.

Ari: Lemme just get started on this fire first.

Cameron: Is this how first times go?

Ari: *fiddling with matches* You mean me not thinking before I act, sure why not.

Cameron: Are we just going to forget that

Ari: *looks him in the eye awkwardly* Yes *Boops Cameron on his snoot*

Cameron: Ahowkey I'll just unpack the tent.

Ari: Oh its one of those spring loaded type deals, just pull off the straps and it will explode.

*Pulls off straps and out pops a giant tent*

Cameron: Oh!

Narrator: Now with the fire blazing and crackling because of moisture, the tent exploded out and tied in place with an inflatable mattress inside (No Ari isn't a creep who just caries around a fuck tent, and it isn't a fuck tent). The two just sit around staring off at the black horizon talking about some deep shit.

Cameron: I was beaten a lot.

Ari: Why

Cameron: Governor Shit-ass was for corporal punishment

Ari: What the cold American family

Cameron: Yup

Ari: You wanna talk about it.

Cameron: No.

Ari: What did they do.

Cameron: Everything.

Ari: Tell me.

Cameron: Nothing was ever right. I couldn't make my bed straight, speak without stuttering, keep straight A+(s) for 4 year.

Ari: *hold him* you're not alone.

Cameron: At some point, he couldn't stand me so much he put me in an orphanage in his town to teach me a lesson.

Ari: Did they also beat you?

Cameron: All because of him.

Ari: Hey, come here... ya wanna know something? One time my Dad was having one of his fits, and he threw me across the house so hard my arm broke in half. I came back at him so hard he lost consciousness.

Cameron: I've never been naked.

Ari: What.. how?

Cameron: I mean I bathe and everything, but in living alone for 2 years, I've never just been naked.

Ari: Was it Governor Shit-ass?

Cameron: The orphanage had a very creative way of punishing those who explore themselves.

Ari: What?

Cameron: The doctor said I started puberty, and the a week later, I got my first boner. I didn't understand what was happening so I ran to the bathroom and started poking around at it. And a nun followed me thinking I was sick, but she caught me, and she thought I was masturbating.

Ari: ..

Cameron: Then she dragged me out of the bathroom and kicked me senseless.

Ari: No

Cameron: But it didn't end there. The next day they took me to the auditorium, which had a thrust built out for a play. They stood me in the middle of the thrust and told me to strip.

Ari: Did you?

Cameron: I didn't understand why, but after I finished stripping and was just stood up there ashamed of myself I heard a storm of foot steps coming towards the door. I tried to run but the nuns were all there looking at me. Then the entire orphanage burst in looking confused until one boy pointed at me and started laughing.

Ari: Oh my god

Cameron: I tried to cover myself up but a nun whipped me on my back and told me to straighten up and put my hands on my head. *now crying a little* and I did.

Ari: *holds him tighter*

Cameron: Then she said, "This is what happens when you explore

your body, you have to share what you found!"

Ari: That's terrible

Cameron: The boys were just pointing at me laughing, and the girls were giggling and disgusted. I couldn't do anything but stand up there and cry. Then the nuns cleared a path for me to walk out naked and alone with my hands on my head, then they led me to my dorm and left me to get dressed.

Ari: ..

Cameron: I cried in my bed for hours until the rest of the boys came to go to sleep. I heard them talk about me, but they didn't notice me.

Ari: You were hiding.

Cameron: The next day no-one would look at me straight, and even one kid pantsed me in the middle of class so that everybody me see my bare ass like yesterday.

Ari: Hey look at me, that's all in the, loook at me. You're 18, you're out of the system. I'm here for you.

Cameron: *hugges Ari as hard as he could*

[FUCKING BOOKMARK]

Ari: D.. Do you want to be naked?

Cameron: Yes.

Ari: Ok come here, stand up. I'm here for you, just follow my lead.

*Ari standing on his knees starts unbuttoning Cameron's shirt slowly*

*Cameron watches him as one half of his face is pitch black and the other glows in the fire*

*Ari gets to the bottom of the buttons, and pulls his shirt off, letting it fall to the ground*

Ari: How do you feel?

Cameron: Nervous.

*Ari undoes Cameron's belt and with one swift move pulls it out leaving it a few feet away*

*Cameron feels his pants drop slightly, suddenly he feels some of that same fear from the orphanage*

*Ari undoes the single button holding Cameron's pants up and slowly lets them drop while looking him in the eyes*

*Cameron feels his knees shutter*

Ari: Now how do you feel?

Cameron: Scared.

Ari: Do you wanna keep going?

Cameron: *nods*

*Ari looks at Cameron's underwear, they were big loose black boxers*

*Ari slowly moves his hands up Cameron's smooth legs to his pants and gently grabs each side*

*Cameron remembers the feeling of that one boy who too pantsed him and prepares to cover what's underneath*

*Ari pulls, ever so gently and slowly taking in every moment of the experience, Cameron is about to break out of a thick shell. The waist line almost got to the base of Cameron's cock when he moves his hands in to cover himself.*

*Ari continues to pull until they're all the way down*

*Cameron has his head down, he's all tense... like he's hiding*

Ari: Look at me *tilts Cameron's head up*, how do you feel?

Cameron: Alone.

*Ari swiftly grabs Cameron and gently lays him on his back, on the sand, next to the fire and sits over him. All of Ari's dreads flow off the the right, away from the fire, forming a curtain. The fire illuminates Ari's whole face glowed in the fire*

*Ari grabs Cameron's wrists, still firmly covering what little was left, and moves them to his sides. Cameron is now totally exposed*

Ari: *softly* How do you feel?

Cameron: Like running away.

*Ari puts hand on Cameron's chest. Even if he wanted to, Cameron couldn't run away... but he didn't want to.*

Ari: What about now?

Cameron: I want to scream.

*Ari comes down and kisses him on the lips, he was so slow and took his time*

*Cameron whimpers slightly, he can feel Ari's tongue slowly slip through his lips and rest on his tongue. The sensations, emotions, and fears finally got to him and he blacked out*

Narrator: Ok what? I just got back in after I was forced out of the script because I was labeled a distraction for this scene. Ok.. so, the night goes by and Cameron slept like a rock. The next day he wakes up to the sun and finds himself undisturbed, the fire somehow went on all night and Ari was asleep at his side. There were a few people at the beach that early, all nude... turns out this was a nudist beach. Cameron pays them no mind as he walks into the ocean to wake himself up; the water is warm. Ari wakes up a few minutes later and sees Cameron's white hair glisten in the sun as he plays in the water. Ari found some of that weird instant-coffee-juice-shit and pours out 2 red solo cups. When Cameron got back, his smooth white skin wet and glowing in the sun, he sat down on Ari's lap, wrapped his arms around his neck and started to make out with him. Neither of them cared that they were being watched.