#shigaraki’s half sister!reader

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Mind Games: Chapter 15

Chapter 15: Mind Games

Rating: Teen

TW: Graphic depictions of violence/gore, some sexual situations (included for comedy and/or plot progression), MC is a bit unstable, mental health, occasional uses of the f-word, quirk addiction

Chapter 1: She’s Awake

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“We’ve been over this, Osamu,” you groaned, sitting across from the restrained villain inside one of Tartarus’ many interrogation rooms. “The League of Villains used you to get to All Might, there’s nothing more to it. So shut up about it already.” Your metal hand moved to scratch the opposite elbow. “Ugh, this uniform is so freakin’ itchy. Now, tell me about your progress. Feeling better than last week?”

You noticed Doppelgänger’s hands both twitch inside his straight jacket, the man’s face parallel to the bright lights on the ceiling above him. “I just feel… tired…”

“I’m sorry your only option was going cold turkey, which may make you feel fatigued,” you snapped. “But you do absolutely nothing all day, so how do you expect me to believe that is the only emotion you’re feeling?”

I miss it.

I hate them.

I hate everyone.

Why would they throw me away like that?

Heroes ignore me.

Villains don’t respect me.

Civilians don’t need me.

We shouldn’t need to deal with a divide between quirkless and gifted.

Yet even with a cool quirk, why does nobody want me?

After staring upward for most of today’s exchange, Doppelgänger swung his head down and looked directly at you through the glass.

Aya, why did people hate me when I was quirkless?

They didn’t even know me.

Tomura said I had potential.

You rolled your eyes. “I agree with him. You do have potential, Osamu.”

Thank you for coming to see me again.

It’s so much easier thinking than actually saying stuff out loud.

No one does this better than you do.

I enjoy our visits.

But since you’ll never give me what I want, I’ll always hate you.

“Using your quirk is one thing, but your quirk requires getting other people involved. I know it was hard going through life without a quirk, but you should’ve thought about that. The only possible way you’d get to use Doppelgänger again is if you were to use it against wrongdoers to help heroes or police subdue them, but with as long as a sentence as you have, I don’t think you’ll get that chance.”

“I know, I know!” he cried out in response to you, flailing in his chair. “Don’t remind me! I messed up, I know!”

Your theory about Ito Osamu’s quirk addiction turned out to be true. He was a young man who received his power roughly fifteen years late compared to everyone else, the new ability quickly taking over his mind and controlling him.

“Just one more time, just let me do it one more time! I can do it to you, even! All you gotta do is take the cuffs off! I’ll let you recover your quirk right away, I just want to feel and see it again! Is that so bad?”

“Yes, it is bad,” you sighed, writing notes down on your clipboard.

“No, it’s not! It’s perfectly normal! I could separate you from your quirk and you could kill it over and over, it’s painless! I could even tell it to kill itself, you wouldn’t have to do anything but stand there! Or sit, lie down, I don’t give a shit! It’d be like a mutualistic relationship!”

“I wouldn’t want that. That would be a parasitic relationship if anything.”

Parasitic?

Is that how you see me?

Just some parasite?

“The League did the same to you, didn’t they, Osamu? Do you really want to make someone else feel the way you do right now?”

Why should I care?

“I guess not,” Doppelgänger snapped in contrast to his thoughts.

“You liar, you should care. Lying is useless when you’re with me, remember?”

“Whatever.”

Although…

“Do you know anything about the League of Villains? Why they tossed me to the side?” Doppelgänger asked, a tear rolling down his cheek. “Why would they abandon me after one failed mission? I thought I’d be useful to them, but they didn’t manage to reach All Might. They didn’t get what they wanted…”

You nervously furrowed your brow.

…Unless they did.

Did they?

Do you know if they were after anything else, Aya?

You gulped. “I’m not sure. You’d know more than me.”

I saw the way Tomura looked at you, right after he tried to decay my arm.

“Maybe they had what they wanted long before you showed up. They pick their members wisely, you know.”

Doppelgänger’s crying continued, more and more tears streaming down his smiling face.

You’re connected to him, aren’t you?

“I can tell because that’s how True Vision works!” Doppelgänger raised his voice, going back and forth between thoughts and speech.

But how?

Were you his girlfriend?

Sister?

Mother?

Your clipboard fell to the floor as you stood up, anger festering within you as you slammed your fists on the window between you and him. “You think I look old enough to be his mother, bastard?! He’s older than me, dammit!”

“I’m just spitballing here!” Doppelgänger giggled endlessly, wiping his wet face on his shoulders. “You’re so angry, Aya-kun! Not to mention predictable! You must be his past lover or his sister then, and we wouldn’t want people to mix those up, so might as well spill the beans! Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone!”

It can be our little secret.

He stared at you, a different look in his eye now that you were standing so much closer to him.

You know, I wasn’t sure if I’d ever get to see you again, Aya.

You were seething.

You and that pretty little face of yours.

Abruptly, some Tartarus guards opened the door behind you, rushing in to calm you down. It didn’t take them long to snap you out of it, encouraging you to move on to your next assignment. On your way out, your pride kept you from holding your tongue.

“Half,” you growled at Doppelgänger as you left the room.

“Until next time, Aya! I do hope you’ll allow me to use Doppelgänger again someday.”

It felt so lovely the last time.

Working at Tartarus as a guard specializing in interrogation wasn’t easy, but you had grown to love challenges over the past few months. The facility itself had three different tier levels of security, with you being part of the lowest. You were the youngest person ever hired, but your higher-ups didn’t want to miss out on the opportunity of offering someone like you a job. You weren’t thinking this would be your forever career, but it was at least a solid start.

Given your recent success at the institution, your boss, along with the Japanese government, eventually decided to task you with interrogating All For One. You were a mere three weeks out from your scheduled meeting with him, trying not to think about it as much as humanly possible.

“They want me to interrogate All For One,” you told Midoriya over the phone. “And I’m really anxious about it.” Not only because you’d be face to face with All Might’s rival, but because of your familial connection to All For One’s little puppet, Shigaraki. Midoriya wasn’t aware of this, of course, jumping the gun and trying to determine ways he’d be able to benefit from you interrogating the manipulative overlord.

“No way, that’s insane,” Midoriya told you. “All I know is that he’s locked up tight, so you should be safe. That’s still daunting though. Are you thinking you’ll need any additional moral support? I can always give All Might a call.”

“No, I don’t think that will be necessary, but thanks.”

“I hope you don’t mind me asking, but do you think you could find out as much as you can about his connection to Tomura Shigaraki and the League of Villains?”

“I’ll try,” you responded, collapsing onto your bed. “How’s working with Endeavor?”

“It’s definitely interesting.”

You chuckled at his answer, causally undoing one of the buttons on your pajama top. “Care to expand on that, Deku?”

“It’s complicated and a bit hectic at times, but things are good overall. Kacchan, Todoroki and I are sure learning a lot!”

“That’s great.” Coddling your phone, you rolled onto your side.

“How’s Eri?”

“She’s doing so well! I visit her fairly often. She’s going to grow into an amazing person.”

“I bet! She’ll make a great hero, especially with a quirk like hers.”

“Hey, I should probably get some rest. We can talk about all this more tomorrow.”

“Sure, I’m pretty tired myself.” Midoriya’s voice was soothing as always. “Goodnight, Aya!”

“Goodnight.” You hung up, shifting onto your back and initiating another staring contest with the ceiling.

Before you knew it, you’d passed out.

Not long after, a terrifying voice reverberated all around you, your eyes shooting open in an instant.

“So you’re the one distracting Tomura.”

You wanted to sit up and look in the direction of the mysterious voice, but there was a problem.

“Interesting. Not a bad quirk, either.”

You couldn’t move a muscle. It felt as though a heavy blanket had been draped over you, paralyzing you.

“I wonder what kind of pawn you’ll become.”

The dark figure stalked towards you, now standing at the side of your bed.

“I hear you’re coming to see me in a few weeks. Won’t that be exciting?”

The man towered over you, his hands presumably hidden behind his back.

“I don’t get many visitors.”

You wanted nothing more than to get up and run away from this monster. To make matters worse, you couldn’t read his mind.

“It bothers me that a little cockroach like you snuck around undetected for as long as you did. Oh, I’m sorry. Did I not properly introduce myself?”

Trembling, you tried to focus your eyes on the person’s silhouetted face, though he didn’t appear to have much of a face at all. Was this…?

“I am Tomura’s Master, Shigaraki.”

Gently, you shut your eyes.

All For One.

You finally shot forward and sat up in bed, breathing heavily. Thinking All For One was still nearby, you adjusted your mechanical hand and took aim at him.

But there was no one there.

What made life in your little studio apartment a whole lot tougher was the sleep paralysis that came with working at such a place as Tartarus. You weren’t sure why—maybe it was due to regularly interacting with nightmarish villains like Moonfish and Stain—but night terrors became more and more common leading up to your little date with All For One.

“Shishikura Sir, I don’t think I’m ready to interrogate All For One,” you explained to your boss, seated across from him inside his monochrome office. “Is there really no one out there with a mind reading quirk like mine? No one that you can send instead?”

“We wish not to drag anyone else into this mess if possible,” Shishikura replied, lightly tapping his fingers on his desk. “Because of your involvement with UA High and the League, sending you makes the most logical sense. Why are you doubting yourself now?”

Telling him it was because of nightmares would be foolish, but he didn’t seem to be giving you many options. “I just have a bad feeling, sir,” you said as you adjusted your uniform’s hat.

“Bullshit, we didn’t hire you to waste my time with excuses like that.”

“This is All For One we’re talking about! You mean to tell me you have no qualms about sending an eighteen year old girl to chat with All For One? Listen to yourself!”

“Listen to yourself if you want to keep your job.”

Ugh, this world was so cruel.

That night, you paced inside your apartment. It was a tough pill to swallow, but interacting with All For One was going to happen whether you felt ready for it or not. After finding a few different ways to relax, you snuggled up into bed and drifted away.

Chilled by an unexpected breeze in the middle of the night, your eyes fluttered open, you grimacing at the source. Your sliding back door was wide open, allowing the icy winter air to waft into the apartment.

“Dammit, not again,” you muttered out loud. “Wait,” you whispered with wide eyes, realizing you were able to move your mouth. You slowly sat up, beginning to wonder if you weren’t alone in the room. Unable to hear any nearby thoughts, you assumed you were relatively safe and climbed out of bed to inspect the door. Stepping out on the deck, you surveyed the area for anything suspicious. Being three floors up, you were rather bewildered, every hair of yours standing on its end. Transforming your hand into its gun form, you tiptoed just inside the apartment, eyes scanning the moonlit room. You reached for the lamp nearby, switching it on—or so you thought. Unfortunately, the light never came.

“Sorry to barge in on you like this, but the front door was locked,” a deep voice interjected the silence, fear mixed with confusion coursing through your veins.

“So was the back door,” you countered, squinting your eyes to try and make out the figure now sitting comfortably on your bed. His thoughts matched his words and actions.

“Oops! I guess I must’ve broken it then.” You stole a glance at the door, surprised to see the handle was missing entirely.

Hand on the trigger, you lowered your gun. “Who are you?”

“Ouch.” The character stood up, stalking towards you with a slight limp. “That hurts, Aya. I know it’s been a few months, but there’s no need to embarrass me like that. Am I truly that forgettable?”

Tomura Shigaraki stepped into the moonlight a few feet away, successfully backing you into the corner of your apartment. The glass of the back door was cold against your shoulder, reminding you of the rather vulnerable sleepwear you had on. Feeling humiliated in your tank top and sweatpants, you took aim at the villain again, glaring venomous daggers at him. “You look different.”

“I feel different,” Shigaraki replied, looking down at the palm of his injured hand. His hair glowed white, thick bandages wrapped around his arm and leg.

He seemed more muscular than you remembered, too. “You been working out?"

“I guess you could say that.”

“Dyed your hair, I see.”

“Shut up,” he paused. “I’m here to deliver a message.”

Your brow furrowed. “You?”

“Would you have rather me sent Twice to do my personal shit for me? Compress?” Shigaraki’s tall frame was suddenly much closer than it was a moment ago. “Listen,” he moved again. “This may very well be the last time we speak to one another.”

“One step further, and you’re dead,” you hissed, rudely ignoring his sentiment.

He smirked, taking another step anyway. “Why haven’t you shot me then, hm?” Your face fell, feeling as if he were a whole foot taller than you now. “You can’t, can you?”

Knew it.

“Same reason you aren’t killing me, probably,” you snapped, biting the inside of your cheek to help calm you.

"I see UA kicked you to the curb."

"Not necessarily.”

“And for what? Differing opinions, was it? Different insight?”

“They had good intentions.”

“Did they really?” Shigaraki laughed, making you wish this were only a nightmare. "You sound so unsure of yourself, still going to bat for them! When are you going to switch teams, Aya? I can see it in your eyes. You're still looking for somewhere to belong.”

"You're despicable.”

“I almost feel bad for telling Dabi to tattle on you for your little fumble,” he snickered, frustrating you further. “I figured those scumbags would have you thrown out, and for such a minuscule reason, too. I would never do that to you.”

“You did it to Doppelgänger. Now go away already, I like my life right now."

“What, pretending to care about all those loose canons locked up in Tartarus?” Shigaraki sneered, unexpectedly changing the subject a second later. "Tell me more about your mother."

You obliged, nervously clearing your throat. "She was a very kind woman who had many secrets. Growing up, she would act as if she had always been quirkless, kinda like my dad. Truth was, she had lost her quirk in a battle. After that, she wanted nothing to do with quirks or heroes. Married a quirkless guy, even."

"Typical of a hero,” he scoffed. “Do you know what her quirk was?"

"No, I never found out, didn’t bother to. Why do you ask?"

“First things first, I’m trying to get you to understand heroes. They only care about themselves, your mother included. She lied to her husband for years, hiding her entire life and your true identity from him.“

You simply shied away.

"Secondly, there are only so many ways an individual can permanently lose their quirk, you know. I was curious.”

Registering a freakish thought of his, you began to panic. "Are you here to take my quirk?" you blurted, pressing the barrel of your gun to his forehead.

"I wouldn't dare do that to you," he replied with glowing red eyes, handing you a small slip of paper. "If you change your mind and wish to join the Paranormal Liberation Front, give this number a call. You’re running out of time though, so better act quick." As soon as Shigaraki noticed your fingers leave the trigger, he swiped your mechanical hand away from his face and pinned it to the wall next to you. "This is some cool tech you've got here," he hummed as you struggled against him, anger boiling within you. "But even with this little upgrade of yours, you're still just a little girl." You swung your other fist, him overpowering it in an instant and pinning that one as well, this time above you against the glass door. "With the strength of one, too."

You finally burst, violently kicking the villain in the bad leg and rolling away. You climbed on top of your futon and stood tall, twirling around to face him. “You’re crazy! You show up in the middle of the night trying to play the brother card? I won’t have it!”

“The only card I’m playing is the truth one,” Shigaraki replied, dramatically rolling his vermilion eyes. “Our father hated heroes, too. In some ways, I turned out to be like him.”

“You and your daddy issues. I don’t care!”

“Don’t you wish to know about your father?”

“No, I don’t! You can’t just show up in my life and try to mold it into what you want, Tomura!”

“I don’t care either, so congratulations.” Shigaraki reached behind him and pulled out a hand—your hand. “Which reminds me, I don’t need this anymore.” He gently set it on the coffee table in front of you.

“Ew, I don’t want that,” you growled, hopping down from the couch.

“Sure you do.” Shigaraki wandered towards the back door again, facing away from you. “Enough of these mind games. I prefer shogi, anyway. But I’m warning you, things are about to get—“

The sound of you firing interrupted him, cutting him off and sending him to his knees.

You’d done it.

You’d shot him in the back.

“I’m impressed,” Shigaraki chuckled darkly. “You are something else. Unlike me, you have no problem killing family. Not suited for heroics, not suited for villainy, yet you want to be a part of something. But who cares about all that, anyway?” You blinked nervously, watching in horror as Shigaraki turned to look at you with brown eyes instead of red. “Both are just tools for violence and you know it.”

“I don’t…disagree,” you commented quietly.

Evidently, all Shigaraki had left to offer you was a sinister smile as he melted away, leaving a filthy pile of mud situated just inside your apartment. You sighed deeply, still trying to process what that was. Exhausted, you shut the sliding door and grabbed a mop out of the closet.

You eventually crawled back into bed, catching a glimpse of the detached hand still on your coffee table. You yawned deeply and, just before falling asleep, made note of the small piece of paper resting neatly in its palm.

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Name: Aya Shimura

Alias: TBD

Age: 18

Quirk: Mindscape

She can hear the thoughts of anyone within 10-20 meters of her, whether they consent to it or not. It’s actually quite creepy! Over time she has learned to control her quirk and focus it on individual targets. In other words, there’s no keeping secrets from this chick!

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A/N: Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed Mind Games. 🫣 Just so ya know, a potential "Mind Games Part II: Vigilante Arc" could be a future work of mine! Don’t forget to tune in Spring of 2023 to see if I’ve posted! Thanks again for reading + commenting and I’ll catch ya later!

RETURN TO MASTERLIST?

[mamayan]

★MANNERS☆

Shigaraki Tomura x Fem! Reader x Shuichi Iguchi (Spinner)

Tomura and Spinner decide Katsuki’s lil sis needs to learn some manners. Tomura is happy to help.

TW: DARK CONTENT • NONCON (full on) • NSFW • Alcohol consumption • Forced alcohol consumption (anally) • Abuse/Manipulation • Gaslighting • Piss • Forced Enema (using beer) • Oral (M) • PIV • Rough Sex • Degradation/Humiliation • Fem! Reader • Quirkless/College AU • Not proof read!

A/N: Don’t come for me, I had a dream and needed to get it out lol

“Man don’t fuckin’—! Shit! Go left! Go fuckin’ left dammit’! NO! Fuck!” The controller went sailing across the room, hitting drywall and knocking down a corner of a poorly taped up poster near the stairwell.

“Hey dickwad, watch the fuckin’ face,” Dry eyes, bloodshot from staring at the tv all night, looked up.

You looked pissed, hair messy and face and clothing crumpled like you’d just rolled out of bed.

“It three in the morning you shitheads, shut up!” Your screech was akin to a pterodactyl, eyes blazing with fury as you pointed a manicured finger at all of them. “I have class in the morning! Shut this shit off and go to bed.” Like the whirlwind you appeared as, you were gone, stomping loudly up the cheap wooden stairs leading up from the basement smelling of stale beer and weed.

“What a—,”

“Cunt.” Tomura finished, looking at his friend with a roll of his eyes.

“She always such a bitch?” Tomura asks, curiously looking up at your ass as you slam the door shut behind you.

Shuichi looked awkward, “She’s his lil sis, so yeah, kind of always a bitch.”

“No shit? She’s firecracker’s sister?” Tomura looked shocked by the information before scoffing. “Makes sense then,” he’s back to focusing on the game, and the two resume their shouting contest at the tv.

They don’t know they’d be getting redecorated with kitchen condiments when they emerged from downstairs.

“Who the fuck?!” Spinner was nearly in tears, hot sauce directly in his eyes.

Tomura was oddly silent though despite standing slumped with ketchup and mayo dripping down his cheek, glaring balefully beneath his bangs as you snorted and tossed the empty bottle of mustard onto the floor. “I know shit for brains at least pays rent here, but you don’t,” you’re once again pointing a finger at him. “Listen crusty, me and my bro pay most of the mortgage, and then the other half is paid by Touya’s rich daddy and his pocket change.” Shuichi’s glare flattens a bit in fear under your icy stare as you glance at him like a bug beneath your foot. “You come over here all the damn time just to scream at the tv and lose, so do us all a favor, and stop showing your lotion needing ass around anymore.”

You leave just like that, finally feeling free from the incessant noise and nonsense as you get ready for your first class of the day, knowing your lab in the evening would be followed by a good night’s rest, finally.

Or not—

You return in the evening to another house party, furiously wondering which idiot set it up this time. Was it Katsuki or Touya? Shuichi was too much a follower and introvert to set up his own. The entire neighborhood was awake it seemed and eager to get drunk and wild, college students spilling out the seams of your home as you groan and push your way inside. Hands grab at you from all angles, only to feel the prick of your sharp nails in retaliation.

You spotted the spiky blonde hair of your idiot brother, his scowl matching your own as you confront him.

“The fuck dude?”

“Don’t fuck dude me, th’fuck’r doin’ home early?” He’s clearly intoxicated despite his stone faced demeanor, speech slurred as he sways a little. A pretty girl is looking at you with irritation for having interrupted her capture of prey.

“Put the nails away Babezilla, he’s my fuckin’ brother,” you sneer, rolling your eyes as you level him with a new found glare from the depths of hell.

“Everyone better be out before midnight or I’m lighting this shit on fire and claiming the insurance on the house and your body.”

“D’you take out insurance on my fuckin’ life?”

“Fuck around and find out.” With that you leave, Katsuki’s stunned face slowly morphing into one of rage as he screams out after you, held back by the girl half his size holding on to him like a desperate dog owner to their hound who smells blood.

Unbeknownst to you, you’re being watched. Carefully. As you sashay around the dirty house party, despite your terrible attitude, telling people what time to leave.

“I think she needs to learn a lesson in manners.” Shuichi glances over at Tomura, watching the young male scratch as his neck till red begins to pull up and spill. The crimson against his almost grayish skin looks ghastly.

“Y-yeah man…” something about the violent look in those garnet eyes makes him nervous.

“Go tell her I’m trying to take a piss on her bed.”

“Dude what? Why would I do that?” Shuichi looks stunned, making a face of pure confusion and revulsion. “That’s fuckin’ gross.” He receives an eye roll, chuckling beneath his breath.

“Just do it Spinner, remember where her room is?” Tomura points out, cocking a brow as if the purple haired male would catch on. He doesn’t, but Shuichi doesn’t want to admit so, nodding with a look of hesitation. “What exactly are you going to do when she gets up there?”

“Remember? A lesson in manners of course.”

Tomura happily grabs a freely left out six pack of beer, the glass long bottles cool and still dripping perspiration as they heat up in the room filled with liquored up sweaty bodies. The paper handle carefully balancing the weight of each one as he strolls up stairs, finishing his own drink of mixed hard liquors that still haven’t hit his system fully yet. Your room is on the third floor, more of a loft than anything, where you’d had a wall and door built to block out noise and add privacy. You have the most sound proof room in the house, the most secluded room in the house, and the most secure room in the house. Your brother made sure of it, throwing up extra locks as you insisted on getting a house with him near campus. Tomura is happy he found this information out through Shuichi, using his gaming friend to siphon out everything there is to know about you.

Despite your mean attitude, you’re quite the good friend. Well liked and adored on campus, pretty girl with a cute smile when you chose to use it. His own lips crack as they pull up into a grin, easily finding your room and closing the door. A normal bedroom, nothing special, with cute added decorations here and there as well as your books and study supplies left on your desk and bedside table. Tomura leaves the beer on your desk, finishing his drink and throwing the plastic red cup to the floor as he grunts and unzips his pants, freeing his limp chub as he steps up onto your bed.

He wasn’t kidding. He pissed all over your cute stuffed animals, pillows and blankets, releasing his foul pent up urine where you sleep.

“Ah fuck,” he groans, head falling back as he relaxes and fully empties his bladder just as the door slams open and you enter.

“No fuckin’ way— YOU SICK FUCKIN’ ANIMAL! THAT’S DISGUSTING!” Your shriek falls on deaf ears, the party drowning out your screeching perfectly. He doesn’t even turn his body, only his head as he looks down at your seething face with a lopsided grin.

“Aw, decided to join the fun now, Princess?” His scratchy rough voice isn’t slurred in the least, and it doesn’t take a lot to guess he’s mostly sober. Tomura shakes his cock a few times, making sure every drop hit your now soaked bed, before pulling up his boxers alone.

“Lock the door Spin.” He orders casually, and the ever eager Shuichi obeys, eyes wide in shock because Tomura really did it. He’s almost impressed, feeling something in his chest swell to see you so upset. All the times you’d mocked him as a loser who couldn’t afford to pay rent… it was true but that was besides the point.

“The fuck do you think you’re doing shit for brains?!” Shuichi flinched when you reeled on him now, but he held his ground as Tomura hopped to the floor, dropping his pants entirely now and kicking them off. It was comical the look on your face, eyes going wide and a hint of fear tinting your features before you masked it with rage. “You want to die or something? My brother will—,”

“Your brother is getting his cock gobbled like a turkey on Thanksgiving by the bitch I paid to do it. He’s not doing shit else tonight.” Tomura’s smile is vile, white teeth offset by his pale sickly skin as he chuckles, removing his shirt next.

The marks on his body can only be from some sort of self harm, scratch marks everywhere, scabs covering a majority.

“I’ve always liked your nails.” He starts, slowly backing you into Shuichi who seems more nervous than you at this point. Your glare is still in place, defiant pretty eyes sparked with emotion he’s dying to extinguish. “You’re wearing makeup today too.” He notes gleefully, and the way his face lights up almost childishly sends chills down your spine. A blaring red alarm is sounding as you realize his intentions aren’t just to vandalize your room.

“Tomura stop this right now—hck!?” It catches everyone but him off guard when he slaps you across the face, sending you to the floor as you gaze dazedly at your carpet for a moment.

“Shut the fuck up,” he sneers, rolling his eyes as you cough and sputter for a second. It’s the only second he needs to grab a fistful of your hair and haul you up, dragging you to your desk and swiping everything off and onto the floor to smash your face to the table. “You always scream and yell. It’s annoying how you always run your mouth slut.”

“Stop—! I’ll really scream! HELP! SOMEO—mhm!” He doesn’t hesitate to lift your head and slam it as hard as he can onto the table, effectively and violently silencing you.

“Holy shit dude—,” Shuichi halts when Tomura levels him with a glare. His eyes drop to you, even more rocked and dazed as a few tears leak down your cheeks.

“Since you like screaming so much…” he’s scratching as his neck with his free hand, cracking his knuckles after and dropping his hand to the waist band of your leggings. Your ears still ring from the blow, allowing him to easily pull your pants and underwear down to expose your lower half. He only pulls it down halfway, exposing your cunt and bare ass.

“Hey man, maybe we should stop…” Shuichi takes another step forward, eyes nervously looking at your exposed skin and limp figure against your desk.

“Nah, this bitch is getting a lesson taught tonight.” Tomura nods for Shuichi to come closer, his friend awkwardly shuffling closer. “Hold her arms behind her back and her face down.” Tomura helps grab both of your wrists, twisting them behind your back and pressing them down. He ignores your whimper, letting Shuichi hold you down now so he could free both hands.

Shuichi simply watches as Tomura grabs a beer, biting the cap off and spitting it on the floor as he saunters closer. Taking a few swigs, he grins and crouches down behind you, laughing as you flinch away from his hand on your ass.

“P-please stop—hii!” He only answers with a sharp slap to your ass and a giggle, deforming the soft doughy flesh with his hand and nails sinking in. Spreading one cheek wide, Tomura brings the lip of the bottle to the tight rosebud of your back entrance.

“Holy shit—,”

“No! No please!”

He ignores you and Shuichi, pressing forward and breaching your ass with the bottle and delighting in the squeal you make, legs going taunt and straight as the desk and Shuichi’s grip prevents you from going anywhere as he sinks about three inches of the bottle neck inside your ass.

“Bottoms up, bitch.” Tomura laughs, tilting the bottle up and watching the liquid begin to bubble and pop, disappearing inside of you as you groan and writhe for freedom, panic and tears painting your face. Keeping the bottle in place as he forces the beer inside you, Tomura leans up and over to lick the smearing mascara running down your cheek. The salt and chalky taste making his cock swell up into a tent in his boxers.

“Fuck man, is this even okay? I-I don’t wanna go to jail or some shit,”

“You won’t. She won’t say a thing.”

“W-why?”

“Look at her cunt.”

It didn’t matter how much you cried or babbled out pleas, the slick literally dripping from your cunt to the floor in a slimy along your thighs was undeniable.

“Get your phone out and record.” They switch places so Shuichi can do as he’s told, Tomura holding you down much more roughly now.

Shuichi finds it hard to swallow as he digs past his own hard cock to grab his phone out, shakily opening up the camera and hitting film. He doesn’t need to be told to set up facing the scene, using a book shelf on the other end of the room as a stand. He takes his position again holding you, Tomura once more free to do as he pleased.

When the bottle is empty, Tomura pulls it free roughly from your stinging ass with an audible pop.

“Looks like you still got room, hm?”

“Oh god, please, Tomura stop,” your sniffling and little whines don’t soften his heart as he bites another cap off, leaning his own face against the desk to keep the contact as he pressed the new bottle inside your ass. The cool glass contrasted against your warming insides, the feeling of being full hard not to focus on as the alcohol slowly heated you. The liquid goes in faster as he tips it up high, forcing you on your tip toes to avoid tearing your poor hole as he gleefully watches the horror and humiliation on your features.

“Little butt chugging bitch likes having her ass played with huh?” Tomura teases, playfully pressing the now empty bottle in and out of your sore hole, enjoying the tiny wail you release.

“Yeah you like it.”

“I-I don’t—!” He doesn’t care to listen as he fucks you with the glass bottle head, sitting up to watch your hole take it as his cock twitches and soaked his boxers with pre-cum.

“S-shit man I’needa’,” Shuichi feels his mind go blank, pressing his denim clothed cock against your outer thigh and rutting his hips against it like a dog. Tomura snickers watching his friend blow his load in his pants, not seeing the hypocrisy when he does the same not a moment later watching you whimper and take another bottle.

He stops as three, yanking his boxers down and pressing his uncut cock-head right up against your tight hole and releasing before he can even enter.

“Shit,” he moans, pressing Shuichi out of the way to pin your body with his own weight as he rubs against your ass with his release coating your skin. “Holding all that liquid must hurt, huh?” He huffs against your neck, sucking on the skin and breaking the capillaries when he bites down hard enough to draw blood.

Your scream echoes around the room, the floor vibrating as the party downstairs rages on without a clue to your plight.

You groan at Tomura wiggles his full weight on you, your lower belly feeling like it may burst any moment, panic settling into your gut.

“I-I need to p-pee…” Tomura moans, rocking his hardening cock against you while you struggle beneath him.

“Pee then,” he grunts, focusing on rubbing against your sloppy pussy, “So fuckin’ wet. You been wantin’ this?”

“Hey man…” Shuichi had decided to join his friend in stripping to his boxers, no longer pretending to have a moral compass as he stroked his own cock to the sight before him.

“Yeah I gotcha,” Tomura easily stands and brings you up, still restrained with his hands as he drags to the bathroom attached to your room. Shuichi follows, stunned when Tomura just drops you to the floor and presses a foot on your lower abdomen.

“S’too much, please,” you writhe like a bug, Shuichi’s eyes watching as you try and get away only to be pinned harder with Tomura’s foot.

The liquid stored inside you has no where else to go but out.

“Fuckin’ nasty bitch, shit,” Tomura watches in fascination as the liquid spills out, only beer coming out as you sob and lay on the tile. Despite his words he works his cock to the sight. “Cheap enema.” He notes, grabbing your wrist and hauling you to the shower. “Turn it on Spin,” dragging your poor figure into the shower and stripping you down naked. The water is freezing at first, your flinches and pathetic pleas as Tomura dumps soap over your head and body ignored. He uses the detachable shower head to wash you like an animal, roughly soaping you up and spraying you off, careless about nearly drowning you as he washes your face a little.

He does a poor job, but you’re somewhat clean, makeup still smeared lightly on your face as your dragged out dripping wet back into your bedroom.

He doesn’t hesitate to throw you on your bed.

“Fuckin’ gross man…” Shuichi frowns, but he doesn’t hesitate to grab you despite the scent of urine turning him off slightly.

You fight now though, wildly flailing limbs struggling as you scream and wail for anyone to hear you. No one does, as Tomura shamelessly climbs into the bed with you, boxers gone and completely naked as he helps Shuichi press you to your hands and knees. Tomura positioned behind you and Shuichi by your face.

“Please… I-I’m sorry…” they pause, your voice so tiny they barely heard it.

“Speak up, whore, we can’t hear you.” Tomura yanks your face up by your hair, your neck twisting painfully back as you sob.

“I’m sorry!”

“For what?!” Tomura sneers, using your head like a joystick and rattling you around.

“F-for saying mean things, a-and throwing food o-on you…”

“That all?” He asks, cock pressed up against the entrance to your cunt threateningly.

“P-please Tomura… Shuichi…”

“Since you’re begging,” Tomura laughs, surging his hips forward and shoving his cock into your warm tight cunt. You release a silent scream this time, choking on air as his cock fills you this time, each thick inch drilling into you as he starts wildly bucking into you with little regard to your pleasure.

“Fuck her face Spin,” Tomura grunts, drawing blood on your ass as his nails bite in, fucking hard up into your pussy, soft mushroom tip unsheathing and kissing up against your cervix.

“R-right…” Shuichi feels guilty seeing your tear streaked face, wet hair clinging to your skin and watery eyes looking at him for mercy. It doesn’t stop him from cupping your jaw and lifting your head up to press his cock against your lips.

Tomura lands a sharp hit to your rear, moaning as you tighten at the bolt of pain it caused. “Better suck him good, or I’ll let him have your ass.” That seems to motivate you, soft lips parting open and accepting Shuichi’s much thicker cock into your mouth. Shuichi unexpectedly had the biggest cock you’d ever seen, the reddish tip and veiny shaft intimidating as you do your best to lick and suck despite the sweaty sour odor clinging to him.

“That’s not how sluts suck cock, is it?” Tomura growls, forcing your head forward on the hesitant Shuichi’s cock and gagging you while the purple haired man moans. “O-oh fuck!” He grips your face from the front while Tomura fucks you rough and hard from behind. “That’s it Princess! Nice and deep!” Tomura cackles, focusing back on railing you senseless while Shuichi finally snaps and face fucks you properly.

“So good—fuck, your mouth is so warm,” he’s nearly in tears himself as he feels his tip slip into your tight throat, eyes rolling back as he works his hips now, watching drool and tears mix around your mouth and drop down onto his balls as they smack your chin. “A-almost done, almost done,” he moans, loving how your oxygen deprived mind slackens your jaw more so he can slip even deeper, your tongue licking at a vein under his shaft every thrust. “So fuckin’ good wh-when you shut up, heh,” he’s delirious on pleasure, loving the submissive look in your eyes as they gaze up pleadingly at him. “Cute when this mouth is used for something productive.” Shuichi laughs breathlessly, balls drawing up tight as he finally spills down your throat. “Fuck! Swallow! Swallow it all—!” His face and body scrunch up, nearly doubling over as he presses your nose against his pelvis and comes down your throat.

You black out. Limp figure gurgling on hot spunk spilling down your face as you drop to the soaked bed while Tomura supports your lower half up to keep fucking you. Your eyes barely open as the room spins, cunt clamping down like a vice on Tomura’s cock when he uses one hand to half heartedly rub at your swollen clit.

“Shit, gonna bite my dick off,” he moans despite the almost uncomfortable tightness, working your pussy up further as you spasm and soak his lower half, eyes rolling back. “Ah fuck, that’s it bitch, make a mess!” Tomura nearly whines, hips becoming jerky as you milk him for all he’s worth, his cum finally spilling inside you now.

“Bet you ain’t on birth control huh? Gonna knock you up whore.” He grunts, trying to fuck his spend back into you with his softening cock, overstimulating himself as he moans and whimpers against your back.

When he pulls out, a string of sticky fluids connect his cock to your pussy even when he’s completely out of you. He watches with a grin as his white cum dribbles out of your used hole. “Look at that. You do have some potential after all. At least for a cock sleeve that is.” He snickers, leaving you in a heap on your bed as he and Shuichi start to dress, grabbing the phone and coming back to film the aftermath.

“Say a word and I’ll send this to everyone. Do you hear me?” He doubts you really do, the fucked out look on your face making you appear stupid as you numbly nod a little. “Now say ‘Thank you Tomura and Spinner, for using my slutty holes’.” Tears leak freely as you stutter, “Th-thank you T-Tomura a-and Spinner…for u-using my s-slutty holes…”

“Good girl. I knew we could teach you some manners.” He grins, eyes crinkling around the edges darkly as he stares at your used figure still trembling and dripping cum.

“Let’s go, I’m in the mood to game a lil,” Tomura comments, wiping his cock with your panties and stuffing them in his back pocket as he buttons and zips up his fly. Shuichi follows, nodding as he dresses and fixes his clothes, eyes not leaving you though.

“Don’t worry. We can use her again later. I still got a few more brews.” Tomura chuckles, lifting the half empty pack up.

You wake in a panic, blood pumping fast and heart pounding. Your room is as you left it, eyes scanning your clean and un-pissed in bed and sheets. Your body is clean besides a sheen of sweat coating you, hands trembling as you dip a finger into your panties to find yourself soaking wet.

Did you have a wet dream about those two losers?

As if…

You found sleep was hard to come by as you kept imagining.

Dividers/@cafekitsune

[cybercl0ne]

Shoreside // female reader x Shigaraki // 18+ // (Loan shark Au)

Summary: Your dad is a deadbeat (I'm seeing a repeating pattern in my work -_-) and left you and your younger brother with crippling debt. And now they've come to collect.

TW: Swearing, degrading, non-con, ((maybe Abuse))

Life has always been unfair. Unfair to those who can’t afford to live in it. it was no different for lifeforms like you.

“Hey! Y/n the manager wants to see you in his office!” Your co-worker called. 

For months you’ve been from paycheck to paycheck with Ume. His little eyes looking at me wondering when we’ll eat. All because of your shit father. All because you were unfortunate to live in a world full of alphas. 

“Yes, you called?” You bowed as you entered. When you looked up, all you saw was a man in a black suit sitting down. You looked around to not see the manager anywhere. “Uh, I was told-“ 

“Are you Y/n?” The man asked. You nodded silently, still unsure of this odd situation. “Who are y-“ 

“Your father owed us money, see?” He slyly spoke. The man walked towards you, examining you with hungry eyes. You had almost failed to notice how unusual the man’s appearance was. He had hands all over his face with what appeared to be a mask. And although you couldn’t see his eyes, a red glint snuck through his even more creepy aura. 

“So?” You asked.

“So… since he fled the town someone needs to pay his debt.” The man scratched. Your eyes grew wide as the man spoke. “Fled?” “W-what do you mean fled?” You shook. That meant if he fled the city then… “By contract you have to pay his debt.” The man cackled. You shook your head violently and backed up. You noticed a man had grabbed you from behind to keep you still as the masked man steadily walked towards you. 

“Now, we can do this the hard way, or the easy way..” “an omega like you doesn’t stand a chance.” The man pulled his hand mask off and revealed a distorted pleased look on his face. “A pretty thing like you… working like this… doesn’t suit you anyway.” He looked at his henchman and just like that you were being manhandled outside. “N-no! Let me go!” “I didn’t borrow any of that money!?” “UME!” You shouted and pleaded with the henchman to let you go as you locked faces with your little brother. But to no avail, nothing worked. When the man opened the car door you saw Ume clearly distressed. You took no time in hugging him. “Ume..” 

“Big sis..” he asked. “Y-yes Ume?” You answered, trying to keep it together even after your mini outburst. 

“What’s happening?” He asked, full of innocence. you glanced around to try to find something to make light of. 

“…d-don’t worry Ume, we’re just going somewhere safe for awhile…” you tried to lie as best as possible. And on a whim you latched onto Ume and sped off out of the car on foot, knowing it was in vain but still making an effort. “No fucking way am I paying for a debt I didn’t make.” Your mind raced and paused for a moment realizing you didn’t have this week's paycheck and about no more than $300 to your name. You didn’t have a home, guessing that they knew where you lived. Your mind started to think rational, seeing there was no point in running anymore but looking down at Ume you kept running anyway. 

In your peripheral vision you saw the oobleck black car, giving chase to your game, slowly gaining on you. You took a sharp turn, snapping towards the ocean. For once you slowed down under the sand, peering down at Ume, who was clenching you tightly, clearly afraid. “Don’t worry Ume.. Big sisters’ gonna do something.” You said, trying to maintain the steadiness in your voice. Ume clenched harder as the sound of hentchmen came crashing after you both. 

You gulped, taking a step into the cold clashing waters, looking down at Ume before walking to the staircase of the endless sea. Your hair flew in the wind as you slowly sank, Ume being half way in the water, clenching harder as the tides crashed into his fragile body. “Y-y/n…” he cried. You felt at peace, succumbing to the temptation of death, knowing that it’d be cruel to bring Ume forcefully with you, but knowing damn well you weren’t gonna leave him with the debt. 

As soon as you closed your eyes to lay in a bed of water with the sea creatures gently nibbling at your clothes, curious of the being invading their waters a large hand reached for you, clashing with the peace and remedy of dying. 

“Sorry it can’t be this easy.” The raspy man spoke, fwiping you around to face him. Your 2 parallel faces, one of fear and emptiness, and the other of thrill and sick pleasure. He threw you both on land where you no longer fought, only grasping onto Ume. The henchmen gripped him and thrashed him away from you, like ripping a cub from his family. 

“N-NO!” You cried. 

“Y/N!” Ume sobbed, beating the henchman that threw him around. 

The long haired man grabbed you and threw you into the black familiar car. 

Ume soon joined you again, reaching onto you as you buckled him up, not letting go with a single little finger always holding onto something of you. “Don’t worry Ume..” you kissed the top of his chunky forehead, trying to reassure him while spwhispering apologetically in his ruffled hair.

The wretched man chuckled watching this charade go on. 

As the car sped down countless streetlights, and roads you didn’t recognize you held Ume as close to you as possible while keeping a stray distance away from your captor. He didn’t seem to care as he would constantly try to chat with you. 

“You don’t talk much do you?” He asked. You ignored him and stared down at Ume who was sound asleep from crying. 

“And you have a kid? And here I thought you were a virgin.” He cackled. You shivered as he made unsavory remarks. 

The car suddenly stopped and the door opened with a swish. A woman with blonde hair and a skirt flew around the car door and swept up Ume in a flash. “No! Ume!” 

“Don’t worry Noona will be real good to you!” She said with a big grin to him before Ume could get time to cry for his sibling back. The car door slammed shortly after, and you wasted no time in unbuckling to chase after, until the man held your torso to the seat. You flashed a desperate and angry face at him. 

“Calm down, if you want to see him again, you’ll cooperate, the adults have something to talk about.” He spoke. You knew you couldn’t risk any harm going to Ume. And you also knew that you clearly weren’t in control. 

You sat back, and slumped in your seat as the car shifted back into driving gear. 

Once again you passed countless streetlights, the lights hue getting brighter, signifying how late in the night it was getting. 

“A bar?”  You thought. The car door opened and the man urged you to get out while also reminding you what would happen if you ran. You made a minimal attempt to run as you took in the weird surroundings. The man chuckled at you from behind. “You seem to find a lot of fucked up things funny today don’t you?”  Finally pissed off to the point you didn’t care. The man snickered again louder, opening the door to the dingy bar that wrecked of evil. “What is this?” You spoke demandingly. You were sick of games. When you faced him his grin had grown into a plaguing smile. “You’ll see.” He said eerily, guiding you to the back where rooms looked like they were held. There were about 5 good doors and not one you didn’t take note of. “Don’t fall behind now princess.” He advised. You scoffed catching up to him to the 2nd door in the hallway. Puzzled, you looked up at him. “Come in.” You entered hesitantly. 

He closed the door softly behind you as you took a 360 around the room. 

“Now, down to business.” “That little chase of yours was fun and all but now it’s serious. And stuff like that can’t be tolerated. There has to be punishments for stuff like that.” The man scratched. “I’m well aware that you are pretty much broke, and you not having a house is bad for me because you know why?” He inquired. 

You stared at him blankly knowing the straight answer. “No money for you.” 

“Right. So as generous as I am, I'm letting you stay here until your debt is settled.” He clasped. 

“But this isn’t my debt” you rumbled back. 

The man just laughed. Before you saw what hit you he slammed you onto the bed, his bulge getting more visible against you. 

“It is now.” He grinned.

You squeezed and prodded under him, for the lack of trying to get him off of you. “G-get off of me you-“ he pouted, grabbing your face and scrunching it up to look at him. “You really are a feisty omega aren’t you?” He said, feeling up and down your body, glazing over every hip dip, and outside crevasse of your body reaching your thigh, that was still damp with sea salt water. “Stop it!” You screeched, hoping some good nearby neighbors would intervene. 

“Sorry baby, no one around here but us.” He cackled as your blood drew white. Your body became more passionate about escaping back to Ume. 

But no matter how hard you tried, his frail body held you stiff.

“I’ll tell you what princess, I’ll count today as a payment if you let me use your hole today.” He lobbed his tongue out at you, with heavy desire and endless lust. 

But you were busy ignoring his words, instead focusing on heaving his body to the ground and slashing him with something. 

He wasted no time wreaking your soggy pants, throwing them to your feet along with your panties. You tried to cover your body as much as possible and ignore the rapid growth of his bulge. “Kyaaaa!” You screamed.

“Already testing how soundproof these walls are? Don’t worry, the whole world can hear you tonight for all I care.” He kissed and mewled at your face. You tried to push your face, trash your body away, anything. But all efforts seemed to only make the situation worse. He unbuckled his belt, hiking up your shirt, revealing your bounced perked tits. Heat headed to your head, seeing as you’ve never even changed in front of someone else before. So having a man you’d never seen in your life before today, undress and humiliate you like this had you feeling lightheaded. “You're getting so wet. I guess all that denying stuff was to hide how much of a dirty whore you are.” 

He whispered into your ear, his hot breath seeping into your body, making you shiver. 

You felt how his wet pre-coated cock coated your outer pussy. “Look at how well me n’ you mesh sweetheart.” He joked, forcing your head to see the irreversible damage he was about to assign. As you both stared down he placed on a convenient condom and roughly inserted his twitching tip inside your tight cunt, instantly letting out a groan. Slowly shoving what he could inside your tight little pussy, your face twisted. “D-dammit…s-so tight princess.” “Let up w-will…ya, you're gonna break my dick in half.” He snickered trying to pulsate a small movement in and out of you as you wiggled under him. “It hurts! Stop dammit! Take it out!” You wiggled, your body sucking him in, doing the opposite of what you wanted. 

You always imagined that if you’d ever had your first time it’d be sacred and special. It would’ve been with someone you truly loved with your heart, you’d get a house together, laugh and live somewhere nice, by a shoreside or in the city, with a bustling life. 

But now you couldn’t think of the image that you had played yourself into believing for as long as you did, as the man above you pumped his throbbing cock through your body. The dull ache bringing you back from wherever you were. “See, once you loosen up it gets better.” He cocked, pounding you faster with steady motion. Your breast bounced with every pressure point he hit when he slammed into you recklessly. Your tears had evaporated for the blood infused slick that was coming from you, now forming around his cock. You watched how his manhood destroyed your body. Your breast flying with gravity as he pounded into your cervix. His giant cock leaves a mini bulge inside your stomach making you uncontrollably more wet. 

“Look at Little Miss hypocrite. You don’t want this huh?” He said, pounding you slower as he talked. “Your body sure knows what it wants.” He leans down giving you a sloppy kiss while going back to pacing himself too rough. 

You closed your eyes as you heard the miscellaneous sounds your pussy was shouting. “No,no,no sweety, you need to look at every second of this cock pounding you.” “Makes you understand what happens when sluts like you think they can beat me.” He said, squinting your eyes open. 

You felt yourself tightening with a knot inside your stomach getting looser. “P-please stop I have to-“ 

“Cum?” He said, unsurprisingly going faster to ride out your orgasm. You squirmed, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of something like this. But with the way he swapped positions so quickly so that you were on all fours, and the way he had a special angle to hit your g-spot, numb tickled you as you felt yourself slowly get loose. Your body rolling into his, trying to reach the end goal and climax. Your pussy squelched and tightened around him as you felt yourself getting dangerously close. 

“O-oh my g-“ you shook violently before squirting your cum everywhere. Not long after you the man finished, busting inside the rubber condom while your cum roamed free. 

Your body felt weak, and your body fell limp quickly before he slid himself out of you, leaving you feeling the cold air, glaze over your bare hole. huffing in silence you watched him dispose of the bloodied cum-filled condom. The ache stays dull but distant for now as you reach for some scrap of clothing, still wanting to remain somewhat dignified after being revenged like that. The man watched you struggle, throwing small giggles and snickers to encourage you. Tears pricked at your eyes, but you swore to yourself he’d never get to see you cry. Not in this life. Not until he was begging for his life under you.

“Here.” He said, tossing you articles of clothing and shorts. 

“W-where did you get these?” You questioned as you inspected it, seeing as they were the same pair that you wore to bed regularly, and to prove it, it was stained with your scent. 

“Your landlord handed them to me when I dropped by. Good old man, really cared about you and the little shit.” You flinched at the nickname, your primal instinct back to your still missing brother. “Ume!” You replied. 

The man’s eyes rolled. “I have no interest in hurting your kid.” He walked toward you, clenching his jaw, looking you in your eyes, his eyes flashing heats of blood. “But I’ll hurt him if you give me a reason to.” He backed away rummaging through his wallet. “Here, for your…work” 

You scoffed, staring with hatred at the money that sat on the desk beside you. The man transitioned to the door, not turning around as he spoke one last time to you. 

“You’ll get the little shit back in the morning so I suggest you get plenty of sleep princess.” 

“Whatever fucker.” You spat back. 

“Shigaraki. Or master for you.” He shrugged unbothered by your bitter comment. 

With that he left, leaving you in a room that haunted you with silence. The last thing you could think about was sleep.

An: Hey guys, as you can see, I'm back from a very looooong Hiatus. I don't wanna speak to much on what caused me to leave but I don't want to also say that I'll be back full time or even part time. This might be a thing where I post on here when I feel like it, or maybe it will be part time. All I can really get into detail about is that I've missed you all but didn't know how to get back in, so what better way than with a fic.

Anyway, I hope I do end up posting on here again like I used to but no promises. I suggest you don't commission me for the time being until I can make up my mind.

[jeardesus7]

no bc i need more of your dabi thoughts asap 🙇🙇🙇

he’s NASTY and he should be written as such !! 👏👏

GIMME UR FILTH IM SO HERE FOR IT !!!

OKAY 👹👹👹

He's a filthy bitch and will absolutely BREAK his dumb little sister. Not in the way Shigaraki will, Dabi has a more slow approach. Grooming, almost.

This is different from the sort of series I got going on, so enjoy.

TW: Incest, step-incest, anal, female reader, non-con

Summary: Dabi could be described as a few things, nice isn't one of them. Being his sister, you're no stranger to his rude and arrogant attitude. He's a bully, but only to you, with the way he treats you and your body. He shoves you to the wall, burning hand prints on your skin, leaving marks in intimate places, too. You try to fight back, but he's so much bigger and stronger than you, you don't stand a chance. He's always been like this, even when you were kids, he'd choke slam you into the sofa just because he felt like it. But now that you're both adults, he's worse.

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You're in your room, reading a book when the door opens. Dabi looks in through the crack of the open door to peer in at you, licking his lips.

You were too focused on your reading to notice him slipping inside your room. He stalks up behind you, his warm hand ghosting over the back of your head, running his fingers through your hair.

He chuckles as you flinch, your head snapping up to look at him. You gulp as you realized how close he was behind you, your head bumping against your head as he looks at you through half lidded eyes, a smirk creeping onto his face.

"Hey, hun.. Whatcha reading?" He took the book from your hands, closing it without putting the bookmark in it. He reads the cover, scoffing as he tosses it on your desk, his hands going into his pocket.

"You read such baby shit, maybe try reading something entertaining" You whipped your head around, about to scold him for being such a jerk, but he was already walking out the door.

You sighed, shaking your head as you went back to your book.

Later, you walked into the kitchen, shuffling around for something to eat. Dabi was leaning against the counter, rolling his eyes as you produced such loud noise with your rummaging. He walked up behind you, smacking your ass and making you yelp, turning around quickly to meet his piercing gaze.

"Can you never be quiet?" Dabi scolded, watching as you crossed your arms and huffed with a twinge of satisfaction.

"It's better than reading a 'dumb' book, ain't it?" You pouted, your eyes never leaving his.

"I prefer the dumb book. But wanna know what else I prefer?" His eyes narrowed as he looked down at you, his expression unreadable now.

"No-" You screamed as he grabbed your wrist, spinning you around and pinning you against the counter. He impatiently removed your shorts and panties, then moving to unbuckle his pants.

You screamed as you squirmed against him, causing a low growl to escape him as he covered your mouth. He struggled between keeping you pinned while squirming and getting his pants down, thus, he grabbed your panties and stuffed them into your mouth.

He easily got his pants down, pulling out his already throbbing member. He pushed you closer to the counter, leaving no room for you to squirm. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against your hair and hushing you, whispering into it as he lined up his member with your tight asshole.

"Shh... it's okay, little sis... let it all out" he breathed heavily as he slowly, agonizingly pushed into your tight heat, grunting softly as he got all the way to the base.

Slowly, he begins to thrust, in and out. He pulls your head back to look at your face, laughing low in his throat as he sees tears rolling down your cheeks.

He started going faster, growling in your ear, breathing heavily. He grinds his hips against your ass, his dick throbbing inside your plush anus.

He lets out a loud groan as he goes faster, slamming his hips against yours as he erupts, spilling his seed inside you. His hot breath hits your ear, grinning as he licks the lobe. Slowly, he pulls out, letting you fall onto the floor.

He went to his room, leaving you crying and gaping on the cold, tile floor of the kitchen. He went to sleep while you crawled to your room, his cum leaking out of your poor ass, letting it drip onto the floor.

[dumbbitchenergy17]

Fallen Angel Part 8

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Pairings: Izuku Midoriya x Takami!Reader, Hawks x Sister!Reader

Warnings: Violence/Battle, TARTARUS ESCAPEES ARC SPOILERS, murder, mass injuries (stab wounds, gunshots, broken bones), later chapters will have more triggering content. TW: MASSIVE GORE WARNING, assault on a minor (fighting)

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First Name: Y/n 

Last Name: Takami; L/n (Formerly)

Age: 16 

Quirk: Quirkless (Currently); Angel Wings (Formerly) (With wings that resemble an angel, she can use them to fly and fight, she can fly up to 200 mph the fastest she has ever gone is about 300 when racing Hawks. She can also use her wings as a shield against attack by slightly hardening the feathers, but if enough damage can fail on her. Unlike Hawks she can’t remove her feathers to fight so has incorporated a staff in her fight style; melee combat) 

Hero Name: Halo (Formerly) 

Villain Name: Nemesis (Currently) 

Affiliation: Student at U.A. (Formerly); Hero-in-Training (Under Commission) (Formerly); Devil’s Advocate (Formerly) 

Family: Brother: Keigo Takami aka Hawks, Father: Shinyo Takami, Mother: Unknown

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Your vision clears and you see that you’re right outside an old building in what seems to be the middle of the forest. You cough out the rest of the black sludge on your hands and knees when you hear footsteps. Looking up, your blood runs cold looking at the two men in front of you. You have seen Shigaraki before during the battle at Jaku and it still sent shivers down your spine but looking at the Symbol of Evil, the most dangerous villain out there, All For One. His presence is menacing as he gazes down at you, as you are frozen in fear. 

“Nemesis, you have been quite the talk amongst us.” Though he lacks eyes, the upper half of his face all scarred over only showing his mouth he is still able to look exactly where you are. He steps forward, his hand reaching out towards you, “I’m sure you’ll comply but a lack of a quirk will make things easier.” You swing holding your staff, the blade releasing cutting clean through the fingers on his hand before he could touch you. You flip back, not wasting any time running off. 

“You bitch!” You hear Dabi yell out and you could hear him release a wave of flames you roll out of the way and sprint off into the woods. Shigaraki feels the itch to kill after seeing the girl attack his Master, he moves to step forward when a hand comes out in front of him. 

“No Shigaraki, let her run.” Shigaraki looks back at All For One confused as you attacked him and he was just supposed to let you go. His damaged hand heals the cut-off fingers leaving no trace of damage. “You are still too weak with All For One… Others will get her.” And once he said that a Nomu ran off into the forest after you. 

Dabi feels anger course through him as he watches you run, you were supposed to be weak, and easy to break, but here you were getting a hit on the greatest villain out there. A grin grows on his face. He hopes that Nomu kills you because if he gets you, you’re going to wish you died. 

Your heartbeat pounds through your ears as you run, nothing seems familiar as you just sprint, were you even in Japan anymore, whoever had that warping quirk easily could bring the villains from here to Japan or whatever. Scratches appear on your face as you push your way past low-hanging branches, you could just run in one direction it would lead you somewhere. You hear a roar that seems to shake the trees around you and you halt to a stop, a Nomu. 

You release both blades from your staff as you look at your surroundings. There is some sunlight from some openings in the trees lighting your area but everything is blurred together with the same trees and brush. You hear some crackling coming from your left and you turn to face it trying to hear anything else. You hear a loud rush of wind come past you before you feel the pain against your face. The claws of the Nomu slice across your face three large gashes along your left cheek almost touching your eye. You let out a cry swinging around your staff, feeling it dig along the side of the Nomu as it rushes towards you again. It is the Nomu that shares characteristics of a dog, its sharp teeth chomping out and you flip back avoiding the bite. It growls out rushing towards you and you dodge from its charge but its arm swings out hitting you in the chest sending you flying and your back hits a tree. You let out a cough of blood feeling something crack, it’s already right in front of you and you can’t dodge. 

Bringing your staff up before it could bite at your face the staff at the back of its jaw holding it back while keeping it from biting down completely. Its sharp teeth dig slightly into your left arm and the brace on your right arm protects it. You kick the Nomu in the gut sending it skidding back and you rush at it, the Nomu has a regeneration factor so the only attack that would work is destroying the head. You swing your staff out the blade digging slightly into its neck and you scream out as its claws drag along your open arm tearing it up into ribbons. You pull away the small neck wound the Nomu has healed. It lets out a roar and you feel a rush of adrenaline hit you. You rush towards it and your staff raised ready to strike. You both rush towards each other at lightning speed passing by each other, dust clouding up as you skid to a stop. You turn to see its head decapitated from above the lower jaw as its body falls to the ground, the head flies following suit. You rush to it holding your staff up letting out a cry slamming the blade through the brain pulling it out and slamming it back down, continuing until it's a bloody mess of brains. You see the body twitch before stopping the thing dead. 

You feel a cooling sensation rush through you as you stumble away from the destroyed head closing your staff, you killed it, you killed a Near High-End Nomu. You feel a burning sensation at your neck as you cough out a glob of blood. Bringing your hand against your neck you just feel warm blood as your hand goes slightly into your neck, a chunk missing. You feel light-headed pressing your hand against your neck trying to slow the rapid bleeding. Your hand is slippery with blood trying to keep pressure on your wound as you try to walk away, your vision spotting black as your legs get weak feeling cold all of a sudden. Your legs buckle under you and you slam against the ground, your staff falling out of your grasp as you lay on the ground blood pooling out your neck at an alarming rate. Get up Y/n...keep moving… You feel your breathing hitch with each inhale and exhale as blackness dots your vision. You can hear your heartbeat in your ears get slower and slower and the need to close your eyes gets stronger. Your vision darkens and your eyes close for the last time the beat of your heart stops. 

Dabi follows Shigaraki as they look for the Nomu and you. They heard loud roaring and now it was silent. It seems like a while of walking until the stench of death hits them. They enter a clearing first seeing the Nomu separated part of its body in one place while its head was in another place completely smashed and destroyed the organ and blood stains the dirt around it. 

“That stupid brat killed it,” Shigaraki growls out his hand scratching at the scars lining his neck. Dabi looks around his eyes, catching the girl on the ground. You lie on your stomach, your arm slightly reaching out towards your staff while your other lies by your side. He steps closer seeing a pool of blood surrounding your head. He uses his foot to flip you over onto your back and he takes a step back slightly from your appearance. Your eyes are glazed over slightly open staring off into nowhere, three large gashes come from the bridge of your nose to the bottom of your left cheek some blood already drying while some still runs down your face drenching some of your hair, and your throat is completely ripped open that he can see your trachea through the ripped muscles and fat as you bleed out from it, your left arm is cut into ribbons flesh barely hanging on. Your skin is pale as he looks down at you knowing there was nothing he could do to fix you, after everything you weren’t supposed to go like this, he said he would be the one to kill you, not some monster. He doesn’t feel upset that you're dead, just frustrated you were supposed to be his trophy after all of this, his reward for ruining your life and his family’s, his songbird. 

“Shame isn’t it Dabi? She would have been a good ally.” Shigaraki says, shoving his hands into his pockets before turning around and starting walking back. “Master will be mad that she killed a Nomu.” He says to his burned companion. Dabi takes one look at you, he liked your hair before and now you went and ruined it just like you ruined your future. 

“Yeah...Shame.” He says before turning around to follow Shigaraki. They both go to leave when they hear a gasp of air that makes them turn back. 

You feel like you're floating everything lightweight around you as you see ahead of you a door that glows a brilliant white. You go to step towards the door when you feel a burning sensation through you, you feel someone holding you back pulling you further and further away from the doorway. You feel a nauseating sensation as a ringing appears starting quietly before getting louder and louder until it is deafening and you squeeze your eyes shut to block out the noise and a bright light flashing in your vision. And then you feel a heartbeat. You let in a gasp of air, your eyes shooting open getting blinded by the light and closing them again. 

You push yourself up coughing feeling as if you were drowning but no water coming out, “What the hell…” You hear someone say and you look over and your blood runs cold seeing Dabi and Shigaraki staring at you in shock. They are shocked as they watch the wounds on your face and arm slowly disappear, not leaving a trace that you were injured. Your neck wound heals reverting to how it was before only leaving blood, you look exactly as you were before only covered in blood this time. You scramble back grabbing your staff ready to run when Shigaraki lifts his hand and black tendrils shoot from his fingers hitting you in your left shoulder, the side of your stomach, and your right thigh pinning you to a tree. 

You cry out in pain feeling them go straight through your body hitting the wood. Shigaraki and Dabi walk up to you as you struggle to remove the rivets from your body. You grasp one on your shoulder trying to pull it off and slice your palm open. You hiss in pain seeing the large cut across your palm but you're shocked as you watch as the cut comes together healing leaving nothing there but a bit of blood. What the hell is this? The rivets leave your body, you fall and Dabi grabs you by the throat, his hand glowing a slight blue and you can feel the heat coming off it. 

“How did you do it? Huh, you’re supposed to be dead.” He says his hand slightly choking you and you bring your hands up trying to push him back. A hand lands on Dabi's shoulder pulling him back and you let in a gasp of air clutching onto your throat. 

“We’ll have Master deal with whatever effect her quirk has.” He glances at you and you are still in shock by what you saw. The cut on your hand healed leaving nothing and what did Dabi say you were dead? No, you remember killing the Nomu before everything kinda blurred together, and then you couldn’t remember. Dabi sighs, stepping back before pulling his fist back slamming it against your temple and then everything goes dark. 

You woke up to your body being dropped onto the floor. You groan in pain, you slowly blink your eyes as your vision clears and you see you’re now inside a building. You push yourself up but are startled by the sound of chains rattling around your wrist. Looking down, your wrist is cuffed together connecting to a chain on the wall above you. You try to pull your wrist apart using your strength to break them but you feel no give to the metal. The door to the room opens, startling you and you push yourself further against the wall. You see someone walk inside and you see it’s Spinner. You glare at him as he comes over undoing the chain from the wall. As soon as you hear the click of the lock coming free you spin around kicking his knee in and you hear the sound of his knee breaking inwards. Spinner screams in pain and you book it towards the door once you're outside that room black rivets from All For One’s hand pierce into your shoulders pinning you to the wall. 

You squirm in place as he steps closer to his other reaching towards your face, “Quite a troublesome child.” His hand touches your face, red fog seeping into your skin as you feel a searing sensation through your body. Your screams pierce the room as you feel something gets removed from your soul. He releases you and you fall to the ground weak all over your body as you try to push yourself up to stand. You see behind All For One is Shigaraki and Dabi staring at you. 

“You may try to leave, child.” You stand on shaky legs and you take a step forward when someone comes from behind you a blade pierces through your back the end coming through your front. 

“That’s for your brother killing Twice.” You hear Toga’s voice. Looking at the blade it’s the same one from your weapon. You cough out blood falling onto your knees and Toga grabs the staff pulling the blade out from your back. Your hands press down on the wound on your chest, a sensation runs through you as you keep coughing out blood. The pain stops when you press where the wound was and feel nothing there. All For One, Shigaraki and Dabi look at you confused. You were still able to heal even after he took your quirk. 

“It was never your quirk giving you this power.” All For One says a grin growing on his face already thinking of everything he could do to you. Toga cries kicking you down and you turn onto your back as she jumps onto you with a knife in her hand. 

“Why won’t you die!” She stabs you multiple times in the chest, slashing your face and arms as you try to protect yourself. She gets more frantic seeing all your wounds heal in front of her eyes. 

Toga gets thrown off you by All For One, “That’s enough.” He says and Toga glares at him. “You may have the time to let out your frustrations but Ms. Takami has become useful to us.” The grin that grows on his face causes a fear, unlike anything you’ve experienced before. 

You were thrown back into the room you appeared in chained up against the wall. You don’t know how long you were in there. You would hear footsteps pass by the door would open and food would be thrown in rotten and old. There were times when Shigaraki would come in to test out how strong your regeneration was. Your screams rattled the room as he tested each of his quirks out of you, practically tearing you apart until you slowly put yourself together. You would never be visited by All For One which was a relief. Dabi would come by and if you weren’t weak you would scream every threat and insult at him cursing his death by your hands. He would just smirk at your comments and leave. Sleepless nights just staring at the door in case you had a late-night visitor to torment you more. Sometimes you weren’t lucky for a quiet night and your screams pierced the night. 

The sound of footsteps coming closer and the door opens and in walks Dabi and Toga which was first. Toga has a grin on her face as she can’t seem to hold her excitement while Dabi stands behind her. 

“How much are we gonna need?” He asks and Toga pulls out a needle from the belt around her waist. 

“Mr. All For One said as much as possible it's not like she’ll die from it.” Dabi frowns looking over at you, you're silent just glaring at the two. 

“Make sure she doesn’t pass out,” He gives her the green light and turns back to the door. 

“When I get out of this I’ll kill you!” You hiss at him and he pauses looking back at the glare you give him and he just smirks. 

“Toga…make sure it hurts.” The door slams behind him leaving you alone with a psycho. 

“I’m sooo excited! We’re going to have so much fun!” She claps her hands together. 

“You’re fucking crazy.” You spit and she pouts. 

“That’s not very nice!” She shouts, throwing a knife at your head and you dodge it. “Why aren’t you playing fair!” She screams, throwing knife after knife and you dodge most in your chained position but many hit you. The room is filled with her screams and yours as she uses you as a personal pincushion. You’re wheezing feeling one knife embedded into your chest hitting your lung, you can feel the burning sensation as it tries to heal but the metal from each knife blocks the wound from closing causing you more pain. 

She grabs one from your ribs, rips it out splattering blood on your face and hers, and replaces it with a needle and you watch as blood quickly flows out of your body into a container on Toga. 

“While we wait before I get all your yummy blood Mr. All For One has a special mission for you!” She squeals. 

“I’ll never follow you, villains..” You hiss feeling yourself get lightheaded. 

“But you’ll like it pinky promise.” Your body feels weak and everything gets slower and louder while also faster and quieter all at the same time disorienting you. “You’re so lucky that you have such good friends like Tsuyu and Ochaco and Izuku~” She sighs dreamily saying his name. 

“Keep his name out of your mouth.” You spit blood at her and she just grins grabbing your head that keeps dropping. 

“Oh but Izuku is such a pretty name to say! I can’t wait to see him soon, you’ll see them all soon enough.” 

“what..?” Dots begin to cloud your visions and you hear her voice say one last thing before it all goes dark. 

“You’re really going to blow their minds.” 

You’re back in the room, however, not chained to the ground, you stand up, walking around the water on the floor that doesn’t touch you, parting away from you with every step you take. 

“You’re back.” You turn to the voice seeing the woman with white hair again staring at you. 

“Who are you?” You ask and she doesn’t respond just staring at you. “Well, you’re someone important if you're in my mind. What here to tell me I failed again? I know!” You yell and she still stays silent. “Just tell me what to do! Please!” You cry falling on your knees, the water now touching you and wetting your clothes. “I just want everything to go back to normal! I want Keigo back! I wanna go back to U.A. again! I wanna see my friends again! I want Midoriya back! Please just help me!” You cry tears streaming down your face as you cry into your hands. You hear footsteps and a hand resting on your head stroking your hair. 

“Don’t cry my child…your demons are a manifestation of your guilt. Slay the guilt to free yourself.” Her voice is calm and warm but what she said made no sense. My guilt? You weren’t guilty of anything, none of this was your fault. A painful sensation runs through your chest and you feel yourself start to sink into the water. 

“Please give me something else! What does it mean!” Your cries are unheard as you sink into the dark abyss. 

You blink your eyes open wincing when you see the sunlight. Wait…sunlight? Opening your eyes you're shocked to see you’re outside but not in the forest in the city. Pushing yourself up, you’re in the middle of a highway feeling deja vu in a sense of the location. Seeing police tape closing off this section and that’s when it hits you. You’re back at the highway where you were attacked by Nomus and Dabi. 

“Takami.” A chilling voice makes you freeze and you turn to see All For One behind you. You push yourself up onto your feet stumbling from fatigue and the pain of using your legs for the first time in who knows how long. 

“Warn the heroes hiding in U.A. behind their wall. I will come and take my power back from him. The end of heroes is upon us,” He pulls your staff from a portal of black ooze throwing it at you and you fumble to catch it. “And a warning for you, Touya is not pleased by your disappearance, I have not told them I have let you go. The fire that runs through him will incinerate you. Now RUN!!” You don’t have to be told twice and you book it far away from where he stands. Your weak body heaves as you run, you have to get to U.A. and warn them. He never told you when he would be arriving. It could be today or a month from now. 

You don’t even realize where you’re running to at the very moment running straight into a large group of police evacuating civilians. You see someone look right at you, recognition appearing on their face before they scream out ‘Villain!’ and chaos ensues. The crowd goes wild, almost a stampede to get away from you. Some police officers see you and open fire at you causing more panic. They shoot into an open crowd, and you dart away running away from the crowd and giving the police clear shots at you. The firing of bullets ricochets off your brace, some grazing your body but you keep running. The large wide police chase follows as you run through the streets of Japan seeing familiar landmarks that tell you that U.A. is close. 

“Nemesis stand down this instance!” The megaphone from the cop cars blares as you keep running. Up in the distance, you see the large wall of U.A. the entrance coming into view. An alarm pierces through the air and you see ahead the wall begin closing and you see the gateway closing. Running as fast as you can, the doors sliding down to close. You throw your staff ahead of you and you slide right under the gateway and the cop car's sirens are loud on the other side of the wall. Pushing yourself up you turn to see you are immediately surrounded by Pro Heroes behind them are students protecting civilians thinking it’s an attack. 

“Don’t move Nemesis! You’re completely surrounded!” You slowly put your hands up and they get ready to attack. “I said don’t move!” They yell. 

“I’m not here to hurt anyone!” You yell out and you see Pro Heroes you looked up to not believing you. “I’ve been told to give a message to all the heroes!” You yell. 

“Why should we believe you, you’re nothing but a criminal!” Someone yells out. 

“She could be that transforming villain!” Voices all cry out their fears. 

“All For One is coming!” You cry out and silence from heroes and civilians follow, “He says to the heroes that hide behind this wall that he is coming! He is coming to take back his power and the end of heroes will come!” Your message is said and you see many heroes are on two sides, whether to believe the message you told them or think this is a trick. The wall of heroes breaks apart and someone you never thought you would see again comes forward. Keigo’s face is calm as he steps closer to you and you both just stare at each other. 

“When’s my birthday?” 

“December 23.” 

“What’s my favorite color?” 

“Red like your wings.” 

“What’s my favorite food?” 

“You tell the public it’s Yakitori from the place a block from the home, but it’s the pork bun you got me the first day I met you.” It’s silent between you two as he just stares at you. You both are so different having changed so much from your time in U.A. and the time you were gone. 

“Why did you leave me?” He says. You are silent just looking at him, the person you saw once as a mentor now as your brother. 

“I thought I could get rid of him as revenge when it was my guilt wanting to avenge those I killed.” This whole time your anger and fear weren’t because of what he did to you, that was a life you knew you were going to experience but those people, those children they didn’t deserve this life. 

“You didn’t kill them.” He says and holds his hand out. “Come home…” You look at the hand that is the light in the darkness, the hand that guides you out from the nightmares back to light. Your home. You grab his hand and he instantly pulls you into a hug and squeezes the life out of you. “Never do that again.” He says his head resting on the top of yours as you clutch his coat, your face in his neck. 

“I’m so sorry.” A sharp pain runs through you and you fall to your knees. 

“What’s wrong Y/n talk to me!” 

As if voices echo in your head “The soul is far too fickle.” “You’re really going to blow their minds.” Pushing yourself away you fall to the ground clutching your chest in pain. 

“G-get away from me!” You cry out feeling a burning sensation filling you up. 

“What? What’s wrong with you!” He cries out and his eyes widen seeing cracks appearing on your face. 

“R-run Keigo!” You cry out and the pain inside you comes outward.  A large explosion causes panic as they see Hawks goes flying but is caught by Mirko and they go skidding on the floor. With him so close he has burns on him and he’s unconscious. Mirko looks back at the chaos, seeing part of the wall destroyed and a body on the ground. All For One planned all this letting you free to be used as a suicide bomber to destroy part of their defenses and damage a pro hero in the process. 

“WE NEED A MEDIC! SOMEONE GET RECOVERY GIRL!” Endeavor calls out him and Best Jeanist by your body that is heavily damaged. Endeavor feels sick getting flashbacks to Lady Nagant, All For One was making even children into these bombs. A person darts out past the heroes before they can’t stop them. 

“Please save her! She is my hero!” A little girl cries out clutching a doll in her hand. Endeavor is hit with a faint memory, you saved this child during your work-study, and even as a student you made enough of an impact on this child that even with the crimes you committed the goodness of others shines through. 

The child is scooped up and she turns looking up seeing it was the hero everyone was protecting, Deku. Midoriya is silent watching the events in front of him, she’s right there. She was supposed to be safe. He turns away walking back to the crowd returning the child to her mother and joining his classmates as they all watch the event unfold around them. All For One is going to pay for this. 

You sat next to Midoriya during lunch as you laughed along at the bad joke Iida tried to tell. You sigh, a light and airy feeling as you look at Midoriya who sees you looking at you and turns and gives you a big smile. 

“Hey Y/n are you excited for after lunch, you’ve been talking about it all morning?” 

You look over at Uraraka and tilt your head, “Sorry what are you talking about?” 

The whole table laughs at your confusion, “Real funny Y/n, your visit with your parents today. You literally haven’t shut up about it.” She says and you frown. 

“Uraraka that isn’t funny, you know I don’t know my parents..” 

Iida laughs, “Alright Y/n you can stop joking around, your parents are right there.” He points over and you look over freezing seeing the woman with white hair and your father; wanted criminal Shinyo Takami. 

“That’s not right, the commission never told me about them.” You say confused none of this made sense. 

“The commission, now you’ve really gone crazy. The commission is only for the elite.” Uraraka says and everyone at the table laughs again but it seems controlled and fake. 

You stand up from the table and they all look at you, “No I’m a part of the commission, Hawks trains me to become a hero. You know during work studies.” 

You say and Midoriya frowns, “Y/n I know you miss him but you have to let go.” 

You step away from the table looking at your friends, “Let go of what, none of you are listening to me!” 

“Y/n. Hawks has been dead for a few years now; he died in the accident.” No this isn’t right none of this makes sense. 

“No...no...we all go off to our work studies, then the war happens. You and I leave U.A. and I become Nemesis.” You say pointing at Midoriya. They all get quiet when you say ‘Nemesis’. 

“Don’t joke around about being that vile villain.” Iida spits out, a glare on his face, and everyone nods in agreement each leaving their insults. 

“No I am Nemesis, I worked with my father; The Devil’s Advocate. Then we fought and I got arrested, the League kidnapped me then…” You begin to draw a blank after that, your words feeling heavy when trying to think past that. 

“Then what Y/n? I think you didn’t get a good night of sleep right guys.” Midoriya says, grabbing your hand and guiding you back down to sit next to him. 

“Yeah..you’re probably right.” You sit down, the airy feeling returning. 

“Just relax, you’re just tired. How about you take a nap real quick, you’ll feel much better.” Midoriya says as he guides your head to rest on his shoulder and all your friends encourage you to close your eyes. 

“Just…a quick…nap” You yawn, feeling yourself slowly drift. 

“Just sleep...” His voice is soothing lulling you to peace. 

“YOU’RE DYING!” A voice yells and you shoot awake, seeing yourself back in Jaku, the ruins of the destroyed hospital around you, and the sound of fighting all around you. 

“What?” You look down, seeing yourself back in your old hero costume and your quirk with you. It is a bit weird feeling the weight on your back and seeing them. An arm grabs you, pulling your attention away. 

“You're finally listening Dumbass!” Bakugo yells in your face. “You’re an idiot, that nutsack villain made you into a bomb and you’re dying, got it!” He says before sending an explosion at a villain trying to attack the two of you. 

“But I was just with Midoriya and everything was okay.” You point to seeing that he’s gone. 

“Yeah well, that’s a fucking lie. So you need to wake the fuck up so you can help us!” He growls annoyed even as you’re dying he still is an asshole. 

“How do I do that?” 

“You think I know I’m part of your fucking mind, so figure it out yourself!” He says before running off the fight against more villains. You follow after him as if that was what you need to do. After running you find yourself in the fight club. 

“It would be quite pathetic if you die.” You turn seeing your father in front of you, you're still in your Hero costume. 

“Well wanna lead me in the direction of living.” You spat and he smirks. 

“What a spitfire child I have.” He snaps his fingers and the floor underneath you disappears and you land on the balcony at Gung Villa. 

“Songbird~” You whip around to see Dabi. The insane grin on his face as his white hair blows in the breeze. “So how are you going to fight me, as a hero or a villain?” In front of you is your staff as Halo and also your staff as Nemesis. 

Halo was too gentle and cost her quirk and heart. Nemesis was violent and cost her friendships and her dreams. But as Nemesis you could kill him, you can end all your trauma and nightmares here and now. You reach from Nemesis but pause, Dabi while he is real isn’t the source of all this. Your guilt is the cause. Your hand falls away from both stepping back. 

“I don’t need to be a hero or villain to stop myself,” Dabi smirks before melting away, and there’s a copy of you standing but it’s you as a child. You clutch the Hawks doll between your hands, your wings encircle your body to shield you from the world. You slowly crouch down stretching out your hand, and you see your younger self’s wings pull back slightly so you can see. 

“I’m sorry, I never wanted you to deal with this.” Younger you’s eyes peers up at you seeing you back to what you look like your ruined burnt clothing, messy hair that hasn’t been washed in forever, scars lining your face, and body, and no wings. You two are completely different people but still hold the same heart. Slowly she reaches her hand out and grabs yours, a small smile on your face. 

“It’s okay.” The world around you falls away leaving you and your younger self together. 

“I’ll fix this.” You promise yourself and she nods, squeezing your hand. 

“You’re a hero…of course, you can.” The urge to open your eyes takes over and you slowly blink your eyes open.

[mishbean]

Without You

Tomura Shigaraki x Reader

{ you are the younger sister of a pro hero (I made up) who is ranked up high within the hero society with a quirk related to telekinesis. Told to try and follow the footsteps of her older brother with a quirk that isn’t quite as strong as his leads to some issues within her life but soon with some inconveniences and unfortunate events to occur she soon comes across a villain who took notice on who she was lead to their paths to be crossed more and more despite her efforts of preventing that to happen.}

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Chapter 1

a few weeks prior

Haruki your older brother called out to you as he waved his hand in the air, the other holding an umbrella. Shifting your gaze to him you saw he was out of his hero suit for obvious reasons.

“I thought I wouldn’t be able to see you today, work was packed back at the agency.” He spoke as he held the umbrella under me. Nodding and gripping tightly the strap of your backpack and spoke, “I imagine it was, it always is. Big serious hero stuff and things.”

They both stood there waiting for the train to arrive. “You know..it’s never too late to—" he paused as you turned your head and gave him an annoyed glance. He sighed and look at all the people walking the streets.

“I’m serious sis. There are people who need your help, despite your quirk. You can help and save countless lives. And do so much more in the agency if you just—" Gripping the straps tighter and looking hard down at your boots you spoke in a low tone. “Haru, please we’ve been through this many times. Nothing will convince me to try again.”

Haruki sighed and saw the train from a distance as it made its way to them. “Well..just think about it yeah? I can easily fit you in since you’re my sister.” You gave a small nod and shuffled forward as someone bumped into you from behind. Making an annoyed snarl and making the person drop their belonging. You turned and saw a man in a black hood, crouching down picking up their phone and handing it to him. “Here.”

He made eye contact with you for only a second before his gaze shifted to Haruki, noticing he had red eyes. “You alright there sir?” Haruki spoke. You saw the shift in the man’s eyes upon seeing your brother, a Pro. The man huffed keeping his head low, muttered a curse or two before saying ‘Yeah.’

You noticed he had a surgically mask on to cover half his face, he looked back at you and then hurried off. “That was strange don’t you think?” Haruki muttered as he looked at the man suspiciously as he walked away and disappeared into the crowd. The train arrived, shrugging and speaking in a low and sluggish tone.

“No. Most people are like that.” Haruki rolled his eyes and followed her into the train and sat down. “Hopefully we don’t arrive late to Mama’s dinner. Or she’ll be upset.”

Nodding and putting on your headphones to block out the sounds of the world, the glance and eyes of that man never left you. Sure it was strange but you shrug it off deciding it was nothing.

Present

May rolls in and the Sports Festival at UA was all that the media and people talked about. Covering up the attack at the U.S.J a few days prior by the so called League of Villains. The heroes have been on high alert of anything and to distract the people with the Festival and not put too. much worry into the society. Inter-ships were soon going to begin within the agencies.

Walking down the streets of the city, you saw countless Pro-Heroes patrolling around and getting attention from the people.

‘You are fully capable of being a hero! You’ve done the inter-ship with your brother, license thankfully! Your brother can easily help you and guide you to be a hero!’

You sighed as you repeated in your head the words of your mother months after you graduated and quit trying to pursue the dream you’ve always had. To be a hero and save people. The U.S.J incident interested you quite a bit, more so that such a villain was able to cause an unexpected attack and plan it so well.

Part of you debates if you should go back to the agency and instead do research in of certain attacks or crimes that occur but that’ll be mean going back to how people looked down on you and only referenced you as the sibling in their brother’s shadow.

“Oh gosh I’m so sorry!” You hadn’t been paying attention and you stumbled backwards and fell. You looked up and saw a very apologetic green haired boy with freckles lending out a hand to you. “I-I wasn’t watching where I was walking! I’m in quite a rush. Are you hurt?”

‘Hey, it’s that kid from the sports festival and who was attacked by villains.’

Stretching your hand out and grabbed his to stand up, you rubbed off any dirt and spoke. “It’s fine. Don’t sweat it.”

“Hey woah you’re Y/n! You’re the younger sister of the Pro-Hero: MindForce!” He exclaimed happily. You blinked and now felt awkward as you nodded. “Yeah that’s me—"

“I heard you joined his agency after you graduated and were one of his sidekicks for battle! Your hero name is Force! Equivalent to your brother’s! You joined him on missions as defense and—"

Clearing your throat to interrupt him and spoke. “Wow you uh—know a lot don’t you? You’re that kid from the sports festival right?”

His cheeks turned slight pink as he was rambling before and he nodded rubbing his neck. “Y-yep! I’m sorry I rambled, I tend to do that, my name is Midoriya Izuku.”

You nodded “Y/n L/n.”

Midoriya nodded happily and quickly excused himself and left. Walking into the nearest convenience store to collect a few errands you needed and to an aisle. You took out your cellphone to check what exactly you needed. Pursing your lips and furrowing your eyebrows in a way as you scrolled, you felt a presence inch closer to you. And closer.

You shifted your gaze and saw two other people in the aisle, an elder woman and a man in a black hood. The elder woman gave her a soft smile, you gave in return and shifted your gaze to the man.

‘Couldn’t be that guy from weeks ago. I’m just overthinking.’

Going back to look at your phone, the presence felt that it crept closer and closer.

“Excuse me my dear.”

You flinched and saw it was just the elder woman. “My apologies to startle you but would you might know where…"

You gave her a small smile and helped her out the best you could, the man in the far right of the aisle shifted his gaze to you and the elder woman. Scoffing seeing the scene play out, he turned and left the store. Stuffing his hands into the pocket of his hoodie and walking to the nearest alley.

“Are you satisfied Shigaraki Tomura?”

He huffed and lifted a hand to scratch his neck. “No. She probably already knows what I look like. Get Giran. I’ll have him do it. Besides, it’s his job to get recruits. Has Sensei said anything?” Shigaraki said.

A purple warp gate opened in front of him as he walked through it. “No, Shigaraki Tomura. Not yet.”

Shigaraki sighed “I’ll phone Giran, I was told he would be bringing someone today.” Kurogiri said. Shigaraki sat at the bar sluggishly and annoyed.

“What troubles you?”

Shigaraki groaned and kept scratching his neck, “this is all taking forever. The heroes are being too calm and distracted by the sports festival. Barely payed any attention to our attack! Its pissing me off.”

Kurogiri sighed then spoke, “we have to be careful Shigaraki Tomura, just a few weeks ago you came across that Pro-Hero:MindForce. He could have arrested you if he recognized you—" Shigaraki scoffed. “But we hadn’t done anything thing. He barely even saw me, but that girl did. That brat probably told him and they’re investigating.” Shigaraki interrupted.

Kurogiri cleared his throat and began to dry off some glasses “Don’t you remember. She quit months ago. And she’s the younger sister of the Pro. Rarely anyone notices her, her quirk isn’t that strong at the moment.”

Shigaraki perked up by his statement.

“What do you mean, at the moment?”

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Sorry if this sounded rushed. I just want to get to the good parts and idk how to start this lmao. I would do this on wattpad but I’m more on Tumblr now soo.. enjoy!

[azaleassence]

𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝'𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 ✓

❁ ― ship: shoto t. x reader

❁ ― warnings: death

❁ ― mha masterlist. main masterlist

❁ ― inspired by this tiktok video

There's a Roman god of love, desire and attraction, it's name is Cupid.

For some, they tend to believe that Cupid is the reason why someone falls in love.

Cupid shoots two people with their arrows, making them fall in love, it's like playing a game of matchmaker.

But sometimes, Cupid runs out of arrows so they shoot one person instead of two;

That person just so happens to be you.

Ever since you were introduced to him, you fell in love almost instantly, like Cupid was following you around; waiting for you to find your match.

It surely was just a small crush you developed as a kid, it would most certainly be gone by the time you're older, right?

No. No it wasn't.

When you both finished middle school, you asked his sister on what highschool he'll go to.

When you learned that he was going to one of the most prestigious highschool in Japan, you almost lost your hope in attending, but for him; you were willing to do anything.

Day after day after day, you trained and trained continuously, always coming home tired.

But it all paid off when you received the welcoming letter by UA, you were happy that you got in, but you were so joyous when you learned that you both will be in the same class.

The first half of your first year was chaotic, a student got kidnapped, you encountered almost over 50 villains, and you faced at least 2 almost-death experiences.

During that half of the school year, you tried so deparately hard to become closer to Shoto, but after time, you didn't make much progress.

But your new classmates did.

They became incredibly close to Shoto in a span of 5 months while busted your ass to become close to him for the 10 whole years.

But you continued to persevere, you didn't want to give up so easily.

But time has a funny way of being moody.

You laid on the ground, bloody and wounded. If you were to see yourself-- you wouldn't be able to recognize your own self.

You were crushed in debris, how did you get there?

At the fight with Tomura Shigaraki, everybody gave their all to become support and help to the pro heroes, you did your best as well, but it wasn't enough.

You couldn't scream for help, you couldn't use your quirk, all you could do was lay there, hoping and waiting for someone to find you.

And eventually someone did.

Shoto.

When he found you, you were already struggling to keep your eyes open, the sight in front of him almost terrified him; why?

With the help of your other classmates, you were brought out of the debris and to the open. Shoto was carrying you so delicately, afraid that if there would be any pressure applied to your body; you'd break.

All your other classmates had run off, looking for the nearest medic while Shoto was left with you.

"Hey, keep your eyes open-- don't close them."

You nodded, feeling happy that his face might be the last one you'll see, but at least it was his'.

"You should go, Shoto." Your voice was raspy and it almost hurts whenever you speak, but you didn't mind as long as you talked to him, right?

Shoto looked at you as if you were crazy, he was certain that he won't leave you there alone.

"No, I'll stay here until the medics arrive." He assures you.

Your heart warms as you smiled up at him.

"I'm so proud of you, you know that?"

He stared at you, confused to what was your point.

"Before, you used to push everyone away when they got too close to you; now, you have so many friends." You continued. "So it wouldn't matter if I go now, wouldn't it?"

His eyes almost widened in disbelief, are you actually--

"I don't have enough time, Shoto. No matter how many times the medics try to heal me; it won't be enough." You told him, Shoto felt this stinging pain in his eyes, was he... crying?

Your eyes softened as you saw his eyes watering.

"Don't cry, I don't want to go with you crying as my last memory." You smiled, trying to keep yourself from crying as well. "I'm glad you got to find friends to comfort and be with you during your happiest times, and I'm grateful to be your friend as well."

He wiped his teary eyes with his shoulder to keep holding to you.

"But for me, you weren't just a friend." You statement caught him off-- no, this couldn't be happening now. "You're someone I look up to, someone I admire, and someone I wish I confessed to sooner."

His arms trembled, it was happening, and it was happening now.

"I love you Shoto and I'm thankful that you came into my life, because with you: I experienced the most happiest moments in life--"

"No, no, stop it. Don't say those words, the medics are coming and they'll save you, I know they will!" He shook his head, tears rolling down his cheeks.

You reached up your hand to his cheeks and wiped his tears, smiling as you felt yourself getting teary-eyed as well.

"I love you, Shoto." You say with your last breath as your hand falls to the side of your body, Shoto sucked in a quick breath, his arms were trembling as he brought your body closer to him, giving you the sweetest hug, wishing that he would've done that a long time ago.

When your classmates came back with the medics, they halted their footsteps, seeing Shoto hugging your lifeless body, they knew that they were too late.

"I love you too..." Shoto mumbled so that only the two of you could hear it.

All left to wonder was, why did it took so long for Cupid to find you again and finally shoot their other arrow to your match when your arrow had already broke.

[aizawasbestie]

Introducing the characters:

Crimson eyes and those stupid little white lies.

This will end up being a Katsuki x reader fan-fiction.

Takes place between 2022/2023

1st year at UA = 16/17

2nd year at UA = 17/18

3rd year at UA = 18/19

4th year/work placements at hero agencies = 19/20

Main characters =

"I trusted you and you broke that, you broke us."

Katsuki Bakugo

Quirk: Explosion

This allows him to make explosions from his hands by detonating the nitroglycerin-like substance he sweats, stronger in summer, weaker in winter.

Age: 17

Date of birth: 20th April 2005

Relationship to Y/N: lover/former lover.

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: unknown.

"I treated you like a sister, and you treated me like I was nothing."

Hitoshi Shinso/Aizawa

Quirk: Brain washing

This allows him to put someone in a state where they are forced to obey whatever he commands. He can only activate this power when his target verbally responds to something he says.

Age: 16

Date of birth: July 1st 2005

Relationship to Y/N: former close friend/best friend.

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown/quirkless.

Dead/alive: unknown.

"I should have known, it just had to be you."

Izuku Midoriya

Quirk: one for all.

This is a transferable Quirk that can be passed on from one user to the next.

Relationship to Y/N: former close friend/enemy.

Age: 16

Date of birth: July 15th 2005

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: dead?

"It doesn't matter what you've done in the past, it matters what you choose to do now."

Hawks/Keigo Takami

Quirk: fierce wings

Each feather can detach and be used in various ways through telekinesis.

Relationship to Y/N: work study mentor/former friend of Toya Todoroki.

Age: 23

Date of birth: December 28th 1999

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown/quirkless

Dead/alive: alive.

"you are my family, not by blood, but by choice and I'll always be here, until the very end."

Dabi/Toya Todoroki

Quirk: blue flame

The ability to generate and control highly destructive blue flames throughout the body.

Relationship to Y/N: adoptive brother/guardian.

Age: 24

Date of birth: January 18th 1998

Position at the time of the prologue: Tokyo

Dead/alive: alive.

"Little one, I'll make you destroy the world."

All for one:

Quirk: combination of stolen quirks to create the ultimate power.

This allows him to steal other people's Quirks, leaving them Quirkless, and wield the Quirks as his own. He can also redistribute his stolen Quirks to other people.

Relationship to Y/N: ? (you'll just have to wait and see)

Age: 100+

Date of birth: N/A

Position at the time of the prologue: league of villain base.

Dead/alive: alive.

"We've never had a choice, we do as we are told, otherwise it's us that are killed in the end."

Tomura Shigaraki

Quirk: Decay

This allows its user to decay or destroy anything that they lay their hands on.

Relationship to Y/N: admires her/close friends? At the start...

Age: 18

Date of birth: April 4 2004

Position at the time of the prologue: league of villain base.

Dead/alive: alive.

"Friends right? Friends stay together, friends support one another."

Twice/Jin Bubaigawara

Quirk: Double

The user can create clones of people or objects through physical contact.

Relationship to Y/N: fellow member of the LOV/family?

Age: 31

Date of birth: May 10th 1992

Position at the time of the prologue: league of villain base.

Dead/alive: alive? For now...

"Promise me that you'll be safe? Come back to me, come back to us."

Mina Ashido

Quirk: Acid

This allows her to produce and modify the corrosive levels of the liquid she can naturally produce with her body.

Relationship to Y/N: best friend/former classmate.

Age: 16

Date or birth: July 30th 2005

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: unknown.

"It's funny, before you I never knew what love was."

Shoto Todoroki

Quirk: half hot, half cold.

This allows him to produce ice with his right side and fire with his left.

Relationship to Y/N: formerly liked her/turned enemy.

Age: 16

Date of birth: January 11th 2005

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: unknown.

"you are my kid, I'll do anything I can to protect you from this darkness."

Shouta Aizawa

Quirk: erasure

This is the ability to temporarily erase other people's powers simply by looking at them

Relationship to Y/N: teacher/fatherly figure later on?

Age: 32

Date of birth: November 8th 1991

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: unknown.

"you and I? We are two sides of the same coin."

Neito Monoma

Quirk: copy

This allows him to mimic another user's Quirk by making physical contact with them.

Relationship to Y/N: ? (You'll just have to wait and see)

Age: 16

Date of birth: May 13th 2005

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: unknown.

Other characters that have a large role but will not be within the main characters:

"Always remember that I cared little listener."

Hizashi Yamada

Quirk: voice

This allows him to heighten the volume of his voice for offensive purposes

Age: 31

Date of birth: 7th July 1992

Married currently to Shouta Aizawa

Relationship to Y/N:

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: unknown.

"You'll never know what I sacrificed for you."

Denki Kaminari

Quirk: electricity 

This allows him to generate electricity and cover his body in it. While he can also emit this energy over a distance, Denki has little to no control over it, meaning it will go everywhere indiscriminately at the beginning.

Age: 16

Date of birth: 29th June 2005

Relationship to Y/N: friends? More than friends? Enemies?

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: alive.

"When you've got to be the strongest, it doesn't matter in their eyes who gets hurt."

Eijiro Kirishima

Quirk: hardening 

He can harden his body to harder than steel.

Age: 16

Date of birth: 16th October 2005

Relationship to Y/N: best friend/former training partner.

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: unknown.

"I always knew there was something off about you."

Hanta Sero

Quirk: tape

This allows him to shoot powerful lengths of tape from his elbows which are strong enough to support his own weight, or immobilize most opponents

Age: 16

Date of birth: 28th July 2005

Relationship to Y/N: enemy/ love, hate friendship.

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: unknown.

"I think I love you."

Ochaco Uraraka

Quirk: zero gravity

This allows her to remove the effects of gravity on an object or person by touching them with her fingers, effectively making the target weightless.

Age: 16

Date of birth: 27th December 2005

Relationship to Y/N: one-sided love/friends. 

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: unknown.

"He's different now, and I think that's down to you."

Kyouka Jirou

Quirk: Earphone Jack

This allows her to plug into any object they can pierce and hear even the smallest vibrations passing through them.

Age: 16

Date of birth:  1st August 2005

Relationship to Y/N: strained relationship/friendship, former friends.

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: unknown.

" You tricked me...."

Momo Yaoyorozu

Quirk: creation 

This gives her the ability to create any non-living material/object from her exposed skin by transforming the molecular structure of her fat cells.

Age: 16

Date of birth:  23rd September 2005

Relationship to Y/N: friends/acquaintances/study partner

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: unknown.

"I'm sorry it had to end this way."

Mirio Togata

Quirk: Permeation

This allows him to become intangible, letting him pass through any tangible matter; he can phase through walls and/or the ground, as well as let enemy attacks pass through him harmlessly.

Age: 18

Date of birth: 15th July 2004

Relationship to Y/N: friend/former upperclassmen

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: unknown/quirkless?

"It's not always about the lies, if the truth is buried underneath."

Tamaki Amajiki

Quirk: manifest

This grants him the ability to manifest the physical characteristics of anything he's eaten; for example, if he eats takoyaki, he can transform his fingers into octopus tentacles.

Age: 18

Date of birth: 4th March 2004

Relationship to Y/N: friends/upperclassmen

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: unknown.

"He's alive and you knew?"

Enji Todoroki

Quirk: hellflame

This allows him to manipulate and control fire at his will. He is able to use his flame abilities in a variety of different ways, such as creating fire spears and fire balls and melting walls with his feet, which allows him to run on walls.

Age: 48

Date of birth: 8th August 1974

Relationship to Y/N: work study mentor/trainer.

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: alive.

"Just a little bit of blood, make all the difference."

Himiko Toga

Quirk: Transform

She can shapeshift into somebody after consuming their blood. How long the transformation lasts depends on the amount of blood she drinks. A single cup will make her look and sound exactly like the person she is impersonating.

Age: 17

Date of birth: August 7th 2004

Relationship to Y/N: former best friend?

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: alive.

"You're just a child, you shouldn't have to bare this burden."

Shuichi Iguchi/spinner

Quirk: Gecko

This gives him attributes similar to that of a gecko, in which he is capable of sticking and climbing onto walls.

2nd Quirk from all for one: Body bulk

This helps him transform himself into gigantic proportions, greatly increasing his muscle mass.

Age: 21

Date of birth: 8th August 2002

Relationship to Y/N: training partner/acquaintance of stain/friend.

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: unknown.

"well well well, you are just full of surprises my dear."

Atsuhiro Sako/Mr Compress

Quirk: an emitter-type

This gives him the ability to compress anything within a certain distance into a small marble-like object by touching it.

Age: 31

Date of birth: 8th October 1992

Relationship to Y/N: colleagues/training partner.

Position at the time of the prologue: league of villain base.

Dead/alive: alive.

"you are nothing but a pawn in my game."

Chisaki Kai/overhaul

Quirk: Overhaul

This grants him the ability to disassemble anything he touches, as well as reassemble it in any configuration he desires, effectively giving him full control over matter. He can disassemble people to kill them or reassemble them to heal their wounds.

Age: 20

Date of birth: 28th may 2002

Relationship to Y/N: enemy

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: dead.

"you could be worthy, if you didn't hide who you actually are."

Chizome Akaguro/Stain

Quirk: Blood curdle 

This allows him to paralyze and immobilize his opponent by ingesting samples of their blood.

Age: 32

Date of birth: 14th June 1991

Relationship to Y/N: ? (you'll just have to wait and find out)

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: alive.

"You'll die doing this, just like the rest of us."

All might/Toshinori Yagi

Quirk: former wielder of one for all/quirkless 

Age: 58-65

Date of birth: N/A

Relationship to Y/N: teacher/enemy in the war arc.

Position at the time of the prologue: unknown.

Dead/alive: unknown.

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Characters in the story not playing a major role:

• Kurogiri

(He will have a bigger role later on in the story)

• Eri

(She is not experimented on by Chisaki Kai/overhaul but is adopted by Shouta Aizawa when her parents die)

• Other characters that I have not mentioned WILL show up such as MIDNIGHT, it's just a matter of when and who I like to surprise you all with in the chapter ;)

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Hi, just a heads up! One of these individuals could be a traitor along with Y/N, however this will not be revealed until later on in the story.

I’m really excited to share this, it’s been a long time since I’ve actually published anything!

[hattressofmadness]

There were multiple teenagers there, almost all of them were part of the legendary Deku Class 1A.

Probably the most famous were Deku’s two children. One was Izuku Junior… the boy was as tall as an adult due to his bloodline of the Slender Man. He was actually the blood-child of Slender and Bakugo (mystical stuff, any readers NOT RPing just back off and roll with it). But Deku had started dating Bakugo, and raised Izuku Junior as his own. His Quirk was “Slender Light”, a combination of his blood-father’s paranormal powers with emphasis on light instead of dark and shadow.

Junior’s half or step sister Princess was there. She was the daughter of Izuku Midoriya and Tomura Shigaraki. She had been wary of joining… while she had her father’s freckles and general body shape, her hair was bright blue and eyes ruby red. As well as many scars due to her Quirk “Advanced Decay” side-effect. She stayed near Junior, a bit scared to join the others. She had been bullied all her life for her Villain blood… and while none of the kids here had even mentioned Shigaraki, she was’t really ready to risk it.

Two children hung out near the brother-sister duo. One was Sakura Uraraka-Toga-Asui. She was the duo’s half-sister in a way. Izuku had donated his sperm to give his friends and ex-enemy a child, and had adored her just as much. Sakura mostly shared features with her Villainess mother Himiko, though her eyes were emerald.

The other child was Masanori Iida. He mostly shared features with his Villain father Stain, though his sides had the signature Iida engine pipes, and he had to wear glasses due to genetic anomalies. Now he was a talk of the town, but he stood proud all the same.

There were also two sets of twins in the room. There were Aiko and Akira Mineta, the children of Mineta and Mina Ashido. Despite coming from Class 1A’s biggest pervert leech, the boys were very gentlemanly and kind to the fellow sex. Also apparently unable to be separated.

The other set of twins were Chisaki’s twin children, which threw everyone off. None of them expected Kai Chisaki, of all people, to ever bear children. As well, these two girls were undoubtedly heirs to the Shie Hissaikai yakuza, so why were they here in Hero school??? Also, Lilly was getting waaaaaaaay too close to everyone.

Two children were talking amongst themselves for the moment. They were Flare and Nakano Todoroki. Despite being similar in age, they weren’t brother-sister or cousins… but rather Uncle-niece. Flare was the son of Enji Todoroki and the Xenoquirk Almi. Nakano was the daughter of Shoto Todoroki and Momo. They had grown up more like brother-sister, but they did enjoy the random pulling of the true family connection on people.

Flare was actually the one to perk and bound over to Belle. His tail rapidly wagged. As a Xenoquirk, his legs looked more like a mutated insect. His eyes were also totally black, and he had sharp teeth. A fleshy tail with a sharp barb wagged, thankfully the hook was covered. He cheered, “A fellow beast-like Quirk! Glad to know I’m not the only one. Name’s Flare Todoroki, you?”

Descendants

@theundeadcreature

The world is based on facts. But over time, facts become stories. Stories become myths. And myths become legends. Legends attract legend-hunters. Legend-hunters find the facts. And it is then, when things get interesting…

—Izune, Head Librarian of the Great Beholder

Wonder followed her companions deeper into the woods. Once more, they had ignored her. Wonder knew that Mei Todoroki didn’t mean anything by it, it was their third companion which had been a problem. The Saber had been obsessed with finding their legendary ancestor, a goddess of death. Unluckily, the last “sightings” of “Mortila, Death Goddess” where in the territory of a monster called the Slender Man. Despite being curious what an American legend was doing all the way in Japan, Mei knew the tales of the Slender Man well… and of the danger and power he held. Mei had been desperately trying to talk their third roommates out of this.

Ignoring Wonder when she told her friends she not only knew WHY the Slender Man was suddenly in Japan, but also that things weren’t as dangerous as they thought. Well, Wonder had her doubts about meeting a goddess of DEATH, but she knew her head wasn’t on the chopping block for wandering in the Slender Man’s territory.

Wonder glanced to the side, where a strangely young and faceless figure seemed to giggle and hide in the trees. Yep, the fun had begun. Wonder wondered when her friends would notice.

[sugarakis-p2]

All knight and day must die ch18

Mothman Shigaraki is the new king, so much on his shoulders and wings. Nothing better than to use Ur (Aka Ur Name x reader) to relieve his stress as he plots to destroy the Order of the Azure rose.

Shigaraki, Dabi, and Spinner are going to meet up with the potential new allies while examining the new hive. Despite you and Lyra both telling them it's a bad idea, because you are sure they are part of the MLA and will stir up dangerous trouble. No matter what you do or say, Shigaraki leaves you in the care of Master.

Warning: Yandere Mothman Shigaraki, domestic fluff, toxic possessive behavior, death threats, rp, light choking, preggy and lactation kink, 10k < I sorry!

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Chapter 17.5 & 17

Chapter 18:

"Don't you dare," you half heartily threaten Shiggy.

He replies with a wide ridiculous grin filled with boiled eggs. All the siblings laugh. You knew he would do that. Eat all of them. Can't keep eggs in the nest longer than a day. That's why you peeled them for him. You roll your eyes, not that anyone can see both.

Shigaraki wants you to start controlling your abilities without the eyepatch. But you are not ready. Plus, you like how it looks. Shiggy has been sillier lately. Happier. But you are feeling more miserable. Being driven into the dark is hard. You begged to see Lyra, begged him to bring Adam home. But he refused.

"You will be with her when leave for village. Spend time with me. Peter needs more training anyways," he insisted. To you, he leans in and whispers, "Need to milk, little mate. Make sure have enough for grubs."

"Yeah!" Peter shouts. Thankfully Peter only heard the first part. Peter throws his arms around Shigaraki's ruff, inhaling deeply. Shigaraki does a nonchalant chirp, ruffling the loving boy's hair.

"Jan, don't feed Mochi-chan at the table. He sheds like crazy," you tell her. Of course, Peter loves the idea of not having to go over to Dabi's to learn. You want to smack Shigaraki. He knows the little ones are afraid the adults will disappear on them. You understand because it had happened to you when you were their age. But you do not exploit it like Shigaraki. You know he is using your family to manipulate you, and you are getting tired of it.

"No. I will stay with you at the nest, but the kids are going to educate themselves," you snap. The kids groan. Jan is sitting on his lap. Snuggling when she actually tells you that you are not their mom and not in charge of them. The horrid things you wanted to say made you heat with rage. They have become so spoiled and bratty because of Shigaraki that you almost understand why Abraham used to beat the hell out of you.

"You're right," you say through clenched teeth, "I'm your big sister, and big sissy says you will eat your vegetables and go to school until you are an adult."

"Agree with mate. Go," Shigaraki says, lifting Jan off his lap. He kisses the tip of his fingers and places it on their head the way Adam did.

"Don't be a baby," John says. Finishing and standing, "Big Sissy is the closest thing we will ever have to a mom. Don't make it harder on her. Come on." John orders. Peter runs over to hum to the grubs before he does. There is a slight vibration. Peter gets so excited he hugs and kisses you. You sit there in stiff surprise as Mable and Jan follow suit. You are about to burst into tears; it's so sweet.

"I'm sorry," Jan mumbles and pecks you on the cheek. John comes over and rubs a rough hand on your belly.

"Goodbye, little nephews," John says with his slight slur. He kisses you on the head, and you quickly grab the front of his shirt. His eyes widen at how strong your grip is.

"Don't overdo the workouts with the wingless kid, Shoto. Don't think I haven't noticed you are looking beat up," you tell him, combined with sign language.

His lips press into a grim expression, nodding and signing that he won't. You give him a quick dry peck on the cheek. You think John will grow into a fine man when they leave in Kurogiri's black swirl warp gate. Kurogiri follows with an overly dressed sleeping Beth in his smoky arms. Poor thing still not used to Mothmen sleep schedule.

"Come on, Mochi!" One of the kids yells, and the puppy chases after.

"Shiggy. You are spoiling them too much. They are becoming pure little monsters," you tell him. He regards you for a moment, picking his words carefully. He looks distant when he talks.

"Life not easy. I go to war, could be killed. I could eat bad meat, get killed. Could lie in bed and get killed. Larvae has lost much. Let be spoiled for a little while. Life will hurt them later. Let them have this. I killed old family. Like new family better. Make deal. They can have what they want. I can give if they learn school and always hold each other up. Good deal?" He asks you in his broken language.

"Let me think on it," you say. He nods, knowing that you will give in. You are weak when it comes to your family. He pets you on the head. You hate that and give him a dirty look, which he ignores. You soften when you mull over his words, "Shiggy, what do you mean by "I killed old family?"

He tenses, a distant look in his red gaze. Wrapping his arms around you, nuzzling his nose on the top of your head, kissing your forehead.

"Later. When have more words," he says. He runs the back of two fingers down your cheek. The distant look was gone as he looked down at you with worship. You kiss him on the lips.

"Later then," you say, pulling away to clean up.  

You put the dishes in the washtub. When Shigaraki comes over, trilling and chittering in his own language, you prepare yourself. He lifts you without warning and carries you to the nest. A package is waiting for him on the table, and you suck in a breath. It's a death box. The sight of it makes your heart race and your stomach drop in fear. Shigaraki sets you down to eagerly open it.

He makes a happy little chirp and flutter. He holds up a necklace that looks like the one he gave you. A black and gold moth for mourners. You were there when he bought it. However, the tradition has been ingrained in you that when you saw it, you thought it was over, Maude. You haven't heard from her and fear the worst. There is a letter waiting for him. He quickly scans it. His attention is drawn to you, though.

"Why cry?" Shigaraki asks with a lilt of worry, "Grubs upsetting stomach? Did not eat enough at meal. Must eat more." He chides as he comes over to you to tell the babies growing in you to calm down. He has been so sweet lately. You don't want to ruin his good mood by mentioning Maude. You force a smile and shake your head.

"No baby grub," you say, caressing his cheek, running your fingers through his hair and over his sensitive antennae. He emits three sharp chirps and then shakes his head.

"No call cute words in front of others. Promise!" He hisses. All bark and no bite.

"Do you prefer Onii-chan? Big brother?" you tease.

"That nest talk. Don't be stupid," he scolds with no real bite. He leans into your touch. You pull his mouth to yours and kiss him.

"Here, let me help," you offer, taking the necklace from him. Moving his hair aside to clasp the necklace for him, "You can't tell it's there. It's hidden in all this fluffy fur." You giggle with genuine enjoyment.

"I will know," he rasps. You hold out strands of your hair for him. He reaches out with a sharp claw; you guide him to cut a longer chunk. He watches with complete fascination when you tie your hair into an intricate knot to the shape of the moth. He trills in pleasure as you place it in the locket for him. He flutters.

"Here, hair long enough. Make another for you," he insists. You smile and work his hair into a knot. Focused on the task with pleasure.

"It's getting long. I like it," you tell him. He reddens and nudges his head against your belly to sing and chirp to the grubs. It's his way of saving face. He likes your words, but he must hold back a little. Otherwise, you will consume his thoughts.

"I go to village tonight with Dabi," he informs you. Working his way to your chest. You freeze. Upset because you want him to find your brother, and he says he will after this 'visiting the village' thing he is vague about.

"Why am I just hearing about this now?" You ask with a stern tone.

"Got word now, so tell now. Meeting allies," he rasps. That throws you off.

"What allies?" You question. 

"Astral wizards," he says.

"No," you breathe. The grubs squirm in you as your anxiety spikes, "Don't go. Not the astral wizards."

He immediately jerks from your chest and cradles you to him like a sweet baby. Rocking you and talking to the screeching grubs. He is feeling more than one thrum travel down his antennae. He was just so pleased to be having grubs he never wondered who put the curse on you. It will have to be looked into at some point.  

"Why? What wrong?" He asks calmly.

"I thought you were just going to visit Giran. The man is likely to ask you for something and then have you pay for it. But the Astral wizards are not good allies. Stay here with me at the nest. Don't go," you say.

"Giran thinks good allies," he replies.  

"That's because Giran can't see the forest for the trees. He probably thinks, "well, these guys hate the Order of the light, so they will make good allies." What he doesn't consider is that most of them are in a "secret" group called the Magical Liberation Army. They are a fanatical group that despises magical creatures. They would have me killed for telling you this. Call me a species traitor. You are considered a magical creature, my love. Stay home. Stay with me," you divulge. You are frightened of the MLA, and he can feel it. He smirks. Remembering the word he was thinking of.

"Did not warn that my love was bad at impersonations. Awful Giran. Sounds nothing like him," he grins. You smack him. Harder than he was expecting but not hard enough to get him to stop laughing.

"I'm serious," you snarl at him. He beats his wings, caressing your breasts. He had allowed you to take out the piercings for breastfeeding.

"I will keep in mind. Humans too soft to hurt. Speak of soft. Let make you feel good. Let me taste you," He moans, wrapping his arms around you to inhale your warm scent between your breasts. He doesn't have the words yet to tell you how tantalizing you are. He can feel your heartbeat. The pulse pushes light against his hash lips and travels down his antennae to the base of growing cock with shudders of desire.  

He can smell your milk and the sweet scent of your heady arousal. You are getting bigger with his grubs. An instinct slithers in circles at the back of his skull. You are his mate. All his. He wants to fuck and kill. Protect you and the grubs. When he is away from you, his instincts strikes like a bolt of lighting through his brain and is impossible to cage without you.

His mind never strays too far from the thought of you. Before you, his nature was always insisting, yeaning, and distracting. With you, his mind is serene, quieting with your delicious flavor, loving words, sweet moans, and tight cunt. He sighs in contentment. Pulling aside the fabric to capture your nipple in his mouth.

He loves this. He sucks greedily. Your tender flesh pebbles under his tongue. Warm, sweet, life-giving juices pour down his throat. He lets his instincts uncoil and rise to the surface. A feeling washes over him, a familiar one, that is followed by a hazy memory. He felt this way at some point when he was young. He hums, and his grubs reverberate his song.  

You tease him. But your eye is filled with that look that is beyond lust. Your eyes hold his soul as you hold him to your chest. Running your digits through his hair and ruff with light touches over the scars around his eyes. He holds himself up not to press on your belly too hard. He does it until his arms are shaking and your breasts are sucked dry.

He is starting to wonder if this is strange. Perhaps it relates to his early neglect. The loss of his mother when he was meant to be in the nest with her until his eleventh season. It will be something he will dwell on later. For now, he is with you, and the beast that slithers under the surface craves more than milk and nurturing.

"Don't go," you whisper. Licking your nipples excruciatingly slow until light mewls slips past your lips. The beast in him rumbles and growls to be satisfied. Your little sounds excite him. He wants to stay and make you happy. You make him weak. Your demanding little mouth calms the twisting beast in him. Your soft tongue dancing with his. You pull away to shyly undress. Oh, so submissive. You are bliss and hell.

"It will only be for a night, little mate," he said perfectly. Kissing along that smooth, tender neck of yours. You moan, gliding your hand down his front, wriggling your fingers into his pants. Your delicate fingers wrap around his cock and stroke him.

"Skip it and find my brother. I would be so grateful," you mumble against his lips. He groans. Imagining you grateful makes him leak spill over your hand. Uses his precum to slick and stroke him harder. He pulls off that eyepatch to get a better look of your eyes giving him that look beyond lust and worship your moon. His claws lighlty tracing your scars.

"Tempting. Want mate happy," he replies. Removing his clothes, watching you enjoy his cock. Licking the tip, looking up with your open mouth to show him his essence on your tongue before you swallow. A shudder of need travels to the tip of his toes and feelers.

One of his large hands dropped to press his rough fingertips against your clit, wriggling them until he pushed past your resistive thighs. Inhaling your scent deeply as he nips at your neck, leaving love bites for all to see. You moan and grind your wet pussy on his hand. A wicked fanged grin spreads across his face while he rubs your tender bud. Making you moan and writhe under him.

"So eager. My naughty little tasty mate," He hisses as he kisses over your chest. Capturing a nipple in his mouth for one last suck. Running his face down your middle, his hot breath fanning over the top of your pussy.

"You said it is good for me and the grubs. I'm just being healthy. I know what you're doing," you groan. He pulls his hand away, shutting you up for now. Gave you another mischievous grin, his smoldering scarlet eyes burning like coals in the darkness. Nudging your legs apart, forcing them to let him in.

He spreads you wide, kissing and nuzzling your moist folds and clit. Making you melt and squirm before burying his mouth against your sweet cunt. His long tongue is lapping vigorously at your core. You hump against his face, smothering him in your pussy the way he likes.

"I'm going to cum soon, Onii-Chan," you moan. He growls at your naughty words. As soon as your flavor hit his taste buds and your words hit his ears, it was over for you. Thrusting his tongue in and out of your hole.

Brushed along your walls, flicking it back and forth the way Dabi says he does. Plunging in deep, twirling the tip at the sensitive, sweet spot in you. Thrusting the thick part in and out of you. You quickly felt yourself at the edge of tipping into an orgasm. Whenever he felt you start to clench around him, he pulled away to keep you edged.

"Dammit! You are so mean," you whined. He pulls away to answer you. You grab his hair and shove his face back. He chuckles in your puss, followed by a sharp chirp, but he quickly gets back to the task. Your head is lolling back, drooling and moaning. He has never eaten you out so enthusiastically.

Thank you, Dabi. Never saying that out loud would be a good thing, you think. He encourages you to hump his face. Gripping you tight, rubbing your lower half to help you fuck his tongue. He pulls out to suckle on your clit, humming happily while you are wriggling and making cute noises. Wanting to taste more of your honey, he plunges his tongue back in deep.

This time he is shoving as much of his tongue as he can, his rough lips putting pressure and different texture on your sensitive little bud. You scream at the sudden orgasm in surprise. Pleasure spasming through you. Causing your toes to curl, pulsing around his tongue, trapping him with your thighs. You go limp and fall back, panting, releasing his head. Murmuring praises to him. He licked a line up through your sweet folds, making you wriggle while it dragged along your sensitive clit for what felt like an eternity of bliss.

He likes making sure you know how good he plans to make you feel. Taking his time prepping and stretching you out with his nimble fingers, careful of his claws. After all, when those grubs come, he wants to make it easy for you. His face glistening in your juices, he is finally ready to slip his aching member into your tight heat. A moan slips from you when he has gotten you ready, smacking his lips. He wipes his face, chirping as he crawls over you, pressing his hot, slicked sex against yours. You push him away and shake your head. He rolls his eyes.

"Don't go," you insist. He shakes his head.

"You are one being mean. I vow to you. I look for your brother and bring him home. Want mate happy. Want larvae happy. Will see Lyra. Regardless, don't be a brat. Give pussy. You want to give pussy," he says with a coy grin.

"Hands and knees," you say at last. Giving in. He heaps endless praise and chirps on you. Nuzzling the back of your head while you make yourself comfortable. He had placed the mirror there, claiming he wanted to see your pretty eyes in fucked out bliss. You cringed mentally, but it turns out you like seeing his head thrown back in his desperate chase for more pleasure. Pulling his gloves on his hand goes to his favorite spot.

Fingers are gripping your throat, and the other hand has a hold of your waist, lightly squeezing to cut off your oxygen supply. You reach up and tap the back of his hand, the signal to loosen his grip. You look back with a sly smirk.

"I love you," you say before he pushes into you. You don't want to be tasteless. He melts and chitters words of devotion. Kissing around your jaw and neck before putting his hand back.

"Love, Ur perfection," he rasps. Your thoughts jumbled, head swimming with desire as he rubbed the head of his leaking cock between your wet folds. Mixing your fluids. You are both panting messes. He grunts as he slowly pushes the head of his cock past your entrance.

You are so tight, even wet; you resist him. The whimper that escaped you has his instincts riled. Claim, it snarled. She's already claimed; he argued with it. Females can never be claimed enough. They love big cocks and knots. His sadistic instincts want you to feel every bit of his cock as he stretches you. They agree on this.

Writhing, you push back into him, bracing yourself against the nest. Your cunt trying to push him out, your ass slapping his thighs, is the best thing he has ever felt. He wonders if your tight little pussy will ever be ready for those grubs. You just need to be worked a little harder with the real thing. Your eyes roll in the back of your head as you groan and drool a little. His hips buck harder. Your pretty expressions make him feral.

"Oh gods, you are good," you wheeze. Hips snapping, feeling your pussy give a little squeeze each time. Your hot drooling channel like a vice refusing to let him go the deeper and harder he thrusts. Your scent and moans fill the room. The smell of dandelion fields makes your head swim. Every so often, his fingers loosen and then squeeze around your throat as your sweet pussy does on his length, intensifying your high.

Leaving you gasping for air. He is in control, and your body belongs to him. Giving in to him was the best thing you have ever done. A smug expression played across his features. You are gripping him harder. He knows you are about to cum. He has been holding back to experience the ecstasy at the same time. Your beautiful eyes flutter.

Tears are streaming down your flushed cheeks. Your body feels fantastic. Pleasure teases up and down your spine, threatening to make you scream in bliss. Your pussy feels better than any he has had in the past. He can't hold back any longer. He thrusts and ruts hard. Wings beating, sending jolts of pleasure right to your core, helping him to drive in deep. Overwhelming pain and pleasure entwine as your hot bodies melt into each other. All you can do is grip at the edge of the nest as your pussy coils tight around him. Coming undone in mind-bending pleasure that explodes through you. From the tip of your panting screaming tongue to your curling toes.

Shigaraki can feel his heat build into a burning desire, setting his nerves on fire, instincts screaming to claim more all night. You explode on him, back-arching, body rocking with bliss. Your head is thrown back, hair smacking him in the face with your sharp scent, tears streaking down your cheeks as you babbled a series of praise and curses at him. You constrict around his length, tighter and better than his own fist like you are trying to strangle him.

You have never felt this full and this fucked, toe-curling orgasm. Your wind feels knocked out of you even though he has released his grip. Shigaraki roars, pumping you full of his seed, knot expanding. Making you shriek and squirm. He arches and throws his head back as if you killed him with your sex. His wings beat in a loud buzz become he slumps on your back. Chirping and holding you close, biting lightly at your shoulder.

It is shameful how good sex is with you. You turn him into a mess. He wishes he could tell you how beautiful you are like this. Fucked out of your mind that you are practically incoherent, a gasping mess glistening with beads of sweat. He rolls you both to the side, his seed spilling out of your overly stuffed cunt. You squeeze his knot for every last drop.

He lifts your leg under the knee to fuck you more. All night, in fact. He loves watching your face contort in pain and pleasure. He loves hearing and feeling, every whimper, cry, or blissed wet noise you make. The intoxicating smell of your mingled sex fills his nest. You are a treat for all his senses. He is drooling and growling. When he came again, his seed overflowing and forming a puddle, leaking onto the furs. He drove into you like a wild beast for hours until his knot finally softened.

Your legs are shaking, your used pussy fluttering around him. He licked and cooed over you. He could have sworn he made your eyes cross at one point. Your head is foggy from the overstimulation. Good, maybe you will stop bringing up Maude and the MLA for a while. That was too much to hope for.

You are resentful that Shigaraki is leaving. But you are so excited you get to spend time with Lyra, as he promised. He promised to go get Adam himself. You are willing to take on the responsibility of looking after your younger siblings, but the older ones need looking after too.

With Maude at a different hive, and Adam running around, they won't be able to keep each other grounded. Adam's ambitions might get the better of him. It is at times like these you feel yourself breaking down. It was always Abraham or you, that kept those two from their hubris getting them killed or killing each other. Adam is the smarter of all the siblings. But he is also the most likely to lose control you consider.

Shigaraki is feeding you. You don't know why he insists on feeding you like you are one of the children, but he makes you eat until you are about to burst. As he gets ready to move you to Dabi's nest, you feel compelled to tell him.

"Shiggy," you say to the darkness to get his attention. You see a white blur take shape as his naked body comes into view. He is so pale. Sometimes he looks like a ghost, while other times, like now, he looks like a giant insect. Those red eyes shine in the darkness like hot coals in the fire. Your heart skips a beat because he is terrifying like this. He is bringing clothes to you. Shigaraki has a hard time dressing, his wings always getting in the way and he can't reach the ties in the back.

"Yessss, little mate?" he hisses with unknown anxiety. Fiddling with the necklace. He is tense, and you don't want to add to it. But he should know. You gesture for him to sit down, and you will talk while helping dress him.

"Adam is a real genius. He has a theory that I can't explain, but he wants to streamline the production of crystals in the caves under us," you say, tying a strap under his wing. Shigaraki chuckles, but he is listening to you. So you go on.

"I don't know about the crystals so much, but I understand he wants to expand the waste canals to the Black bog," you state. Shiggy cocks his head in new interest. You tie another strap.

"Black bog is useless land," He rasps. Parts are too bright in the day, and others are too dark to grow anything other than nasty creatures. You brighten with unbridled giddiness.

"They are not, though. We can farm mushrooms and potatoes there as long as we have people to overturn the shit after it is baked in the sun. It makes the best fertilizer, and if done right, it can be made sanitary. Then I was thinking, why not go a little further. If Adam can bring up crystal production, we expand our canals to the mudders and open trade," you beam.

He caresses your beautiful face and smiles as you blush. You look away, suddenly self-conscious.

"When I conquer, can rule the mudders how you wish. Such a sweet little queen," he says. Fluttering under your gaze. You feel another needle of doubt as you press the issue again.

"Forget about the wizards. Adam will bring us more status and boon to the hive than they ever could," you say. Try your hardest to convince him. You are so worried for him. He sees it, and his heart swells for you. He can not let you make him weak when it comes to war and killing. You need to learn to trust him in this. He is your King.

 "I can't pass up meeting with astral wizards. I sent Toga, Jin, Mr. Compress, Magne, to find Adam and Imogene. You are killing me. Want mate happy. I will be careful. But I need to go. Will be back," he reassures. He lifts you and takes you to the kids' apartment. It is dark since the kids are fast asleep. You begin to throw a tantrum. You are so pissed at this trickery. You thought he was taking you to Dabi's.

"You said I could see Lyra," you snarled at him. Panting in rage as you sit heavily on the couch. Arms crossed over the chest he likes so much. The sight of your moody, scrunched face makes him want to laugh. But he knows better.

"I no lie. Dabi will bring. But won't be sleeping in the same nest. Regardless, it will only be one night. Want all mates and little larvae nestlings safe, so put here. Larvae no want stay at Dabi's," He states, watching you flush with anger. He leans down to kiss and rub over your round belly. The beast in him was excited to have its needs fulfilled, willing to settle under the surface in contentment.   

"So moody. Such an angry little mate. No be mad. When upset, it upset grubs. No worries, little grubbies, mommy is sorry," he patronizes you.

"Don't apologize for me," you huffed. He is trilling and humming to the grubs. Giving you that look that asks, "are you really going to be mean when I'm about to leave?"  When he sees you giving in, he pouts for good measure. Sticking out his lower lip, giving you sad puppy eyes, he learned from Jan. You sigh and roll your eyes. He picks you up. Carrying you to the spare nest. Nomu guarded the doors and patrolled the halls of the nest. You are never alone.  

"I'm sorry. Come back safe. Better yet, don't go," you say. He gives your belly one last chitter for good luck, satisfied you apologized. He is about to rise and kiss you. But he stills at the response that came back from the grubs. You look at him confused when his expression twisted into a stupid giddy grin you rarely see. If apologizing made him this happy, you might have to rethink your tantrums. You soften.

"Please, come back. I can't do any of this without you. Think of your grubs," you relax. He nods enthusiastically. Turning, his dark wings fluttering like a cape in the dim light. Leaving you in the strange nest alone for the rest of the day. You get up, wide awake and upset. You might as well get started on food prep. The sibling's kitchen is not off-limits to you since it has been made incredibly kid and angry mate proof.

Shiggy thinks of everything. On the dining table are a letter and package. You squeal in delight when you read who it's from. It is from Maude to you. You will read it to all the kids when they wake up. The package is for Shigaraki. Strange it was delivered here instead of your nest. But lately, you both have been spending a lot of time with the kids. You get curious and open that one right away.

"Kurogiri, make sure nothing, and I mean nothing upsets my mate or harms my grubs. I know I can trust you for this," Shigaraki begrudgingly says. Kurogiri was surprised but didn't make a big deal out of it. When Dabi showed up with Lyra and Shoto, Shigaraki was confused. He was expecting more mates.

"The others?" he questioned.

"It's just Lyra and Shoto. I traded the others," Dabi said. That was curious. He traded them? He collected a skilled workforce that made everything for him. He's surprised Dabi gave them up. Shigaraki will ask him about it later.

"Let's grab Spinner and attempt to call the others when we get there. My mate has had dealings with the wizards and says they are not to be trusted," Shigaraki rasps.  

"Fine by me. I've been meaning to set someone on fire," Dabi rumbles.

"The astral wizards? Ur is right. They only associate with certain types of magical creatures, and you guys are not it," Lyra sneers. Shigaraki is interested now.

"Then what is their type?" Dabi asks, running his claws through her hair. Lyra took a moment to think about it.

"They like ones that are friendly to humans. Ones who have no magical restraint and absolute conviction. You don't have that," She says to both. This rankled Shigaraki.

"Oh? Is that a fact? I have a human mate and family. I'm very friendly with humans! My magic is strong!" He snarls at her.

"You clearly have emotional baggage. When it comes to magic, your will is your greatest asset, and it is tempered or weighed down by emotional baggage. Dabi, it's double since it's not just emotional but physical. This is more important. They claim to be the advocates of those humans that the Orders have let down. They will not like your years of eating and fucking abducted humans," Lyra snaps and then regrets it. These kinds of outbursts only help these cruel creatures and hurt her.

"Little sister Lyra has been so helpful lately. I let play with my little mate," Shigaraki grins. Lyra lit up with hope. Genuine hope, like a fool forgetting who she is talking to.

"Really?" Lyra asks. Shigaraki nods.

"I keep my word. When we return, you can have plenty of playtime. However, you will not be able to whisper or drip poison in her ear any longer. You have been too helpful to maim or kill, but you will no longer be granted any nest sister rights," He gravels in delight. Lyra's temper flares, and she looks to Dabi to oppose this. Only Dabi is pretending he heard nothing outrageous. That was it for her. Lyra had been cooperative in the hopes it would pay off. So far, all it has done is left her open to Shigaraki's taunts.

"I have been a great alley and sister to you! I deserve those rights! At least let me have time with her while you are away with Kurogiri monitoring!" She shouts. Shigaraki is instantly irked.

"No," he snarls, eyes darting between Lyra and Kurogiri. He wants to know what is going on between these two but now is not the time. Not in front of Dabi, "Keep your voice down. Do not wake Beth. She is still a grub. Her sisters are the only mothers she has because of your kind. I have not forgotten you are of the Order. I have not forgotten you built a tunnel for some unknown nefarious reasons. You had a hand in eliminating another adult in the little one's life. I don't want you upsetting any of my family. Including my very sensitive mate. You always leave a wake of misery for us, little sister." Shigaraki hisses.

Lyra winces at his words and shuts her mouth with a sharp click. Shigaraki is instantly suspicious. Lyra has been too helpful. She reeks of guilt; why? He wonders. Dabi carefully put himself between them.

"Such a paranoid grub. Don't be angry because Lyra is hurt. She lost status. She is only a stupid human. Emotional, social creatures, as you know," Dabi says, stroking Shigaraki's ego lightly while he moves Lyra closer to the confused Shoto. Dabi has worked hard to keep Lyra's limbs. She can be so ungrateful.

"I should have taken an arm. It would have been worth it," Shigaraki grumbles.

"Can I hang out with John?" Shoto asks, interrupting in the human tongue. Shigaraki regards Shoto. He has so much potential as a spy. Too bad he has the personality of a potato. Shoto has not been the best student. The best student was Mabel so far. Shoto only catches a few words they exchanged.

"Up to Dabi," he says. Turning away from them to Kurogiri. Shigaraki is suddenly interested in why Lyra places trust in Kurogiri. He is berating Kurogiri, who acts like he has no clue what he is talking about. It's a reminder to Lyra that Shigaraki is a quick learner. He is starting to get the read of humans better, he's reading Lyra, and that spells her doom. After the Spring celebration, Lyra is terrified. Ur and Shigaraki working together is bad. It also seems you have rubbed off on him. He is able to make allies easier.

"Do not lose your wits," was the only thing Lyra caught Shigaraki hissing at Kurogiri.

"You can if you keep up with your training," Dabi tells Shoto, guiding them to their nest. He tosses them into the same room. He knows Lyra and Shoto won't do anything untoward. He closes and locks the door. He hears her light pounding. This room is far back enough not to disturb Shigaraki's mate.

Kurogiri has left a warp gate open for them. The stench of pig shit is stamped down by the smell of dandelions and nightshade. Kurogiri has placed them outside of the new hive. It was a combination of both species' efforts, and it was beyond expectation.

"The humans are very talented at construction and hive planning. I can barely tell the entrance is there," Shigaraki admired. The platforms are almost invisible in the shadow of an artificial mountain.

"It is nicer looking than our hive, more open, better hidden, made in a short time. Sure, humans have their moments. Speaking of humans, where the hell is, Giran? He is supposed to be here," Dabi snorts. A warp gate opens, and Spinner comes flailing through. He looks around and sniffs at the air.

"It smells like you," Spinner says in surprise. They had just noticed him. Shigaraki helped him up while Dabi didn't bother to move.

"You've been sniffing me, Spinner?" Shigaraki teases. Spinner blushes and yells that Shigaraki just smells.

"Your happiness is gross, Shiggy," Dabi says. He whips his head at him in a fury.

"Only my mate gets to call me that!" He snarls at Dabi. Dabi smirks and is about to retort when a glowing crystal disrupts, "Toga! It's about fucking time."

"We haven't had it easy! We are being hunted by giants!" She snaps.

"I'm alive, by the way!" Adam shouts in the background, sounding winded. Shigaraki wanted more information about what the hell was going on when some smug bastard interjected.

"Greetings, Mothmen! You are speaking to the grand commander of the Magical Liberation Army. MLA for short," an unknown person says.  Fuck!  He should have listened to his mate. His little human knew about these fools.

"Let's guess. Same astral wizard," Shigaraki rasps in annoyance. There was a pause before he continued.

"You heard of us?" MLA commander asks sweetly.

"My mate has told me," he growls. Another pause, this one radiating contempt over the crystal.

"So, the rumors are true. You stole a human female," was the stern response.

"What you care? She magical only for me. All my little humans are happy. Thought we were going to get along. Why start with us?" he hisses.

"You have been bringing down our reputation the second you started riding on your coattails," MLA Commander accuses.

"Excuse you?" Shigaraki questions. You have used this term with him often enough. He knows it's the right tone for his indignation and ire.

"Three years ago, we set off our propaganda campaign. The recruits you used in your first attack against the Order were ours. You have failed. We have an army of over a hundred thousand, but it would have been bigger had you stayed hidden in the shadows like the monsters you are. Then you commit the crime of stealing defenseless humans! We have the traitor that sold them to you. He has not been too cooperative, but he has made it so we can locate you!" The MLA commander shouts. Both Dabi and Shigaraki laugh.

"Defenseless. Not know, mate. Regardless, you no there for them. We were. Humans love us. You commit worser crime! Now have to say Mate was right! Do you know how long mates hold onto being right?" Shigaraki asks. But it's Dabi who answers. 

"Answer is forever," Dabi snarls. He can only imagine what Lyra will be like hearing this.

"Answer is forever! Would know if weren't virgin! You want to beef. You come to farm village. We wait for you," He hisses. Dabi nodded, chittering about how Lyra will bitch and throw this in his face about it for years.

"We will," the MLA commander said before cutting off.

"Shigaraki! We have been running for days trying to lose them, and we can't. What should we do?" Toga's voice cut in.

"I can't get ahold of Kurogiri. They must be preventing that connection," Spinner added. Shigaraki is going to tear the MLA to pieces for this. His little human will be a pissy brat. I told you so. Why didn't you listen? You never listen, Shiggy! He can hear it all now. Fuckers, he promised you he would be gone only a day. Even if he flew at top speed, he wouldn't be back by dawn. A wicked idea occurs to him.

"Toga, come to Ur's village. Bring the giants with you," he instructs.

"We're about to turn this into a massacre," Dabi smirks.

"Well, guess we get to see how fortified the new hive is," Spinner declares with little enthusiasm.

"Yes, let's go see what is in the armory," Shigaraki says, taking flight and heading to the new hive, "Did I tell you guys my sweet little mate is having triplets!" He brags. Dabi snarls, suggesting that he is a liar, while Spinner's mouth drops open.

"How?" Spinner asks.

"Heard three different vibrations today. I have so many little grubs I should expand my nursey," he grins.

You stare at the finger for a long moment. It is a pinky with a ring on it. Your first thought is that a pinky never needs a ring. Lifting it, you see it has a familiar sigil on the gaudy gold ring. You drop it back in the box to read the presumed threat that came with it. It was short and sweet.

TO: Tomura Shigaraki king of the Mothmen

FROM: Magical Liberation Army

Fucking perfect, you think. You recognize the sigil. It's the one that was on the header of the paper your sister used when she wrote you. Giran's. Means your Shiggy flew headlong into a trap. These Mothmen have a bad habit of thinking they are perfect and live in an impenetrable fortress.

"Kurogiri!" you shout for the homunculus until he arrives. Talking slowly in hopes Kurogiri will understand you, you ask to speak to Shigaraki. He tries for you but nothing. This is so bad; the grubs squirm a little.

"What is going on?" One of the kids asked a nest sister, protectively shielding them.

"Get back to bed!" you snapped. Whoever it was, they went crying back to their room. From the sound of it, they were one of your little sisters. You rub your temples. Real classy yelling at the babies, you scold yourself. You swear you will make it up to them if you survive.   

"Kurogiri, I need my crown and to see master," you say slowly, showing him the finger in the box.

Kurogiri does as asked immediately. You have the crown next to you on the couch, three of your nest sisters hissing disapproval at you in Master's lounge. You are tempted to get up and look at the titles of the books, but the sisters have three heads firmly planted on your lap to stroke them.

Master walks out with his black mask. You rise to greet him, only to be shoved back down by trilling hissing mothwomen.

"No need. I am so excited to have Shigaraki's mate call on me. According to custom, it is I who should be bowing and scrapping before you," he says, having a seat across from you.

"Well, let's skip that since we are both human, and I'm about to ask for a favor," you say calmly, placing the package on the table between you, "Shigaraki has received a warning from the MLA. Since he has not actually received this warning, they will view his arrival at my village as a challenge. I want to gather our forces and prepare for a possible invasion. However, I am a human female that doesn't know the Mothman language. You have been established here and know the language. Please, Master. I beg for your help."

Master steeples his fingers regarding you. You know you shouldn't be in a hurry. There is nothing that says you are going to be attacked, but your stress is mounting, and the grubs feel like they are fighting like cats in you. Master looks to Kurogiri and says something to him in Moth.

"I instructed him to get you the special tea. It will relax you and the grubs," he says.

"Thank you. That's very kind of you," you say. Master chortles. Chortles at you. If you could slap a man, Master would be right at the top of the list.

"You sound so surprised. I can be very nice. Yes, I will help you. In return, you will spend a few hours every weekend with me," he says. Your fear heightens, and your sister threatens at your feet. They are scared but still willing to die for you.

"Master…I am honored, but it would not be appropriate. Shigaraki would not hear of it. As is, I'm sure I will be punished and called paranoid by my mate," you say quickly. It's the things you don't say. I'm terrified of you. What will you do to me and the grubs in that time?    

"Nonsense. It's just human company. I have been bored without some conversation with a pretty young woman. I only require you to talk and have tea with me. Tomura can accompany you, of course. He will not call you paranoid. You will request the aid of the most powerful holders of premonition, which is Nessa and her lot. All of whom have pledged their alliance to you," Kurogiri hands you tea, done the way you like it, and you flick a thank you to him. He hands Master some tea, and he thanks him while continuing. Always time for manners. Master has your undivided attention.

"You are right. Females hold little power even after Tomura's changes. However, there are two things all of them respect. Strength and power. Sometimes they are two different things. You hold most of the power while he is here and all of it when Tomura is away." He says.

That surprised you. You never thought of strength and power being two different things. It was really so basic you are surprised at yourself. Even then, you hate how Shiggy has made your world so small you have to deal with this man. If he allowed you to learn Mothman you could wield some of this power you have.

"I look forward to our weekend conversations," you agree. The tea is warm. The second it hits your belly, you feel a warm vibration in your core. Master knew how to treat a woman. Shiggy won't let you have any fun lately. A terrible thought ran through your head. Of course, you want Shiggy with you on any visit. He is so much more feral in the bedroom when he is jealous.

"I see the tea has kicked in. Then let us proceed," he says, holding out his hand. The sisters snarl and threaten in fear. You finish the last of your tea and look at his hand.

"I am so sorry, Master. I am naïve. The sisters are telling me one thing while I want to make Master happy," you say. The truth is your skin crawls at the idea of touching him.

"I will forgive if you call me AFO from now on," he says.

"Yes, AFO-san," you say. You remember laying in the nest talking of the Master. Shiggy was on the edge of whipping you over the subject. He snarled at you to never see him again. But if you ever do, be on your absolute best behavior. He gripped your face harshly and snarled. Immediately afterward he had cooed and hummed to the grubs. Avoiding your hurt features the rest of the night.

"Aren't you just the sweetest little treat," Master breathed, attempting to stroke your cheek when your nest sisters gave him an overbearing hiss. Fuck, you love them so much. You've never been more grateful for your new family. He beckons you to walk through the warp gate first. When you do, you are at the harem, surrounded by chitters, Mothwomen rubbing your belly and humming. This is so embarrassing.

Explaining the situation for the third time, the mothmen with the upper and the Elites, and the heads of the human construction and blacksmiths. Not all of them are human but most are.

"We don't need no mumbo jumbo. Little Ur says rebuild and fortify the entrance wall, then that is what we shall do," Mr. Duskin says.

"Oh, Mr. Duskin," you are saying when you start crying. Oh gods, again, how embarrassing.

"Now, no need for the waterworks. The baby fog I hear," he whispers, shouts to the others. Everybody seems to know, "Your papa used to brag about how smart you were. So smart you were lazy. Hell, I remember the day he brought you in and proved it. You told six stories in a row. He got a whole round of drinks from us. You don't worry 'bout nuthin little Ur," he said, walking off with pride. Oh no, you remember that day. How mortifying. These Mothmen are educated. The fact you can read makes you a high-level intellect in your village. After meeting Lyra, you are more humbled now.

The Mothmen did not find this amusing or cute.

"Why? Why are you doing as the female asks without proof? Because she can tell stories?" Master translated for the Warlord Zenru. The intensity in the room amped up when Mr. Duskin whirled on him.

"I guess humans are humane. In the dick measuring contest, we win while you don't measure up. When the queen says, hop to it, our love, our patriotism, our loyalty is without question!" Mr. Duskin made a cum throwing motion and walked off with the entire human and Mothman workforce.

"Zenru-san, I understand there are processes and rituals to go through. Our village has been through a lot together that is why they trust me," you say. He gives you a single curt nod and you flick him a thank you. Nessa and the others go through the gestures of predicting the future. When they tell you a fight is coming, your gut sinks. You did not want to be right. This is terrifying. They are going to attack during daylight. Not knowing how many humans are at the hive, it makes perfect sense.

It is decided a human squad for the daylight will be developed, during a night, a division of Mothmen and night creatures. It is the human's job to keep the MLA back until nightfall. After the that, your role was in discussion, and that was decided for you too. You had to pull weight to be notified when the enemy was at the gate. Your nerves are fried from that. Experience. Just remembering it makes you queasy.

"All the human females, along with the children, will be in the most fortified part of the hive. I cannot stress this enough. None of them can escape the hive," you say. The Mothmen stare at you in doubt, but you stiffen your spine and lecture them as you would silly children that can't see the obvious. You sigh, "If even one of the women escapes and reveals our secret military plans, all elements of surprise disappear. As my mate would say, regardless, whether they know about our military plans is moot. The Order will investigate a hive that has this many stolen humans. On another note, we can not allow a single member of the MLA to leave here."

"How they do not know already is quite a feat. King Shigaraki is masterful at restricting information. We agree with the King's request. However, we question your human plans. You want us to slaughter your fellow humans for you? Is that because your kind is too weak?" Zenru asks.

There it was. It's not just that he doubts the humans. You just watched Mr. Duskin de-face the mothmen, and it was quite rude and crude, tit-for-tat. You are fair. But he just gave credit for your proclamation to Shigaraki. We agree? 'They have no respect for you. You are just a slit. If they are not sticking their cock in you, then you are nothing. What kind of queen gets talked down to by their helpers,' You can hear Maude mocking you.

You don't want to deal with this. Shiggy brushed you off, and now you have to deal with this jerk treating you like a lesser. You are going to give Shiggy a piece of your mind when he gets back. You have been humiliated. Your mansion and school burned down.

You have worked harder than you have in your entire life to prepare and keep the entire hive safe as possible. And the man whose job it is to work with you is doubting and insulting all of that. The piles of stress have gotten to you now that this man pissed you off. And this crown is fucking heavy!  You snap mentally.

"They are not my fellows, MLA are not my people. You and the rest of the hive members are. This is my family. Are you having doubts about the human's ability to protect our family?" you challenge.

"Yes. You are a bunch of farmers," he snorts. You give him a coy smile.

"Shigaraki told me once that Mothmen don't farm. They take and fuck. It's what your good at," The Mothmen in the room preened and fluffed in pride, "You know what farmers are good at?"  

"What, little human?" Zenru asked with genuine curiosity by all the twitches and wing flickers. The females tense. You have spent enough time around them; they know about your moods.  

"We grow and reap," you say, flipping the heavy table. Pinning the Mothmen underneath. The Females took advantage and pressed their weight down on the table. Laughing at the males that lay there with a stupid look of surprise on their faces, "This female has brought you to your knees with a table. This female is your queen. Remember that next time you talk down to little humans. I expect to be notified when the enemy is at the gate. Come, sisters. Let them lick their pride."

AFO  translated your orders as you left, leaving the details to the professionals. Once out of sight, you puked. That was crazy. The table was heavy. How did you even flip it? You were just that mad. What the hell is wrong with you lately?  You wonder. The Sisters and harem women seem immensely proud as they comfort you. AFO has Kurogiri send the women back. A Nomu lifts you to carry you back to your nest. Only you are not back at your nest.

"Zenru ordered you remain with us in the safest bunker in the hive. It appears your family, along with the doctor, will be in our care until Tomura returns. You will be guarded by nest sisters and Nomu like the ruler you displayed yourself to be. Zenru said and I quote, "Keep the fierce little queen safe. We will need her to grow and reap." Zenru seems impressed. Tomura would be extremely proud after he scolds you for upsetting your grubs. Tsk. Have no fear. We will take excellent care of you. After all, we are all family," Master says with a smile in his voice. You have the Nomu set you down.

"Master, I must ask another favor. I need Lyra close to us. If the MLA manage to somehow get to the bunker…… before they can….they spend weeks torturing….before the MLA can hang us, drown us, burn us alive in a public square. Kill the kids and Lyra," you say. Swallowing the lump forming in your throat. Tears spilled again.   

"Call me AFO. I raised Tomura like my own. I insist, sweet Shigaraki's mate. The MLA. How tacky. Where will you be?" He asks. You gave him a steely side look.

"I'll pretend I don't know what that means. Do not stress. It upsets the grubs. I will kill them before they can touch us. I can't wait to meet Dabi's mate. I've heard the worst things about her. How exciting," AFO says. He sounds like he's smiling behind that mask too much, you think.

"Kill her if she tries to escape and watch her around Kurogiri. Please AFO-san. She has the kind of information that could ruin Shiggy's plans," you tell him while you are alone.

How cute. Shiggy, hmmm? AFO considers the nickname as the warp gate opens.

This place almost looks like Master's place near your nest except bigger, with a playroom filled with old toys and drawings on the wall. The Nomu sets you on the couch as the kids come in through the warp gate. They freeze when they see AFO. You encourage Shoto and John to usher them into the playroom while the adults have tea with the Master. Most of the nest sisters join them. While your big three remain with you.

Lyra is trembling. Sitting closer to you with every pleasant word that is exchanged. If she could crawl into you, you think she would. Clutching her book, you can see the whites of her eyes and knuckles. Your poor Lyra. A part of you feels like a traitor, but your family and Shiggy come first. You put your arm around her and pull her close. You can't have her trying to escape.

"Lyra? Can you and AFO-san teach me a few words of Mothmen?" you ask sweetly. Lyra can't help but show off her book. After a few critiques of her layout, Lyra eases up and acts like her old self.

"Really Ur, what do you know about creating books," she pouted.

"In truth, not much. But I have read plenty of books, and this is a notebook more than a real book. It's a scrambled mess. But the phonetics are quite amazing," you gush.

"How dare you? You think I'm a bumpkin that will forget the massive insult as long as you toss in a basic compliment," Lyra grumps.

"AFO-san, am I pronouncing this right?" you ask. It goes on like this for a while until everyone is exhausted. Lyra and Shoto are carefully separated from you. Even in the same room, you are not allowed to have a real conversation. You visit the kids. You are sure Jan is the one you yelled at. She is so excited about crayons, so you encourage her to draw you a picture while you apologize.

"I love you, big sister. We will behave, we promised," Jan sniffles. Shigaraki was right. Life is short and miserable. Why are you so hard on them? You tell her not to worry about it that she can be a pretty great little sister, and sometimes to survive behaving makes it harder. 

"I can't replace your mother. She was a very nice lady, and I don't think I have it in me to be that nice. But as long as you keep taking your lessons and help your family, I will try to be the best big sister ever," you tell her. Mabel and Jan pounce on you with hugs. Mabel is sneaky, scary quiet.

You look at some of the drawings on the wall. A little mothboy is ripping apart a family. Three members of the Order are in the background. You add this one to your robes. You and Shiggy should get to know each other better. His past looks worse than yours. At least you had Maude. You sigh. You don't want to accept AFO, but at least Shiggy had him.

A night passes. You relax and play with the kids. Teasing John about his latest hairstyle. He growls that all the mothmen are wearing it like this, letting it grow out messy and long like Shigaraki. Peter sings to your grubs while you read Maude's letter. It is pleasant and vague. You knew before you finished this was not written by Maude. None of her markers are there. Adam insisted on it. You keep this to yourself when Jan runs up to you.

"Look, big sister. I drew our family. This one has new big brother in it!" Jan exclaims. You smile, she calls Shiggy big brother, then you flip the drawing. Seeing there is writing on the other side.

"Jan, where did you get this paper?" you asked.

"Adam said I should hold onto Maude's letter cuz I am big brother's favorite. Then he said I should give it if we didn't hear from him. I can't remember for how long he said, though. But I figured since we got the letter from Maude and I needed more paper. I could use it. Big sister, you are shaking? Are you mad at me?" Jan sulks.

Ignoring Jan's long-winded explanation, you read the letter, your rage mounting with each sentence.

"I'm going to fucking kill him," you mutter.

"Who are you going to kill? I don't think I ever heard you use a bad word," Jan asks, looking confused. You look up and do as Maude has taught you. Slapping on a smile and hugging her tight.

"All the bad people. I'm going to kill all the bad people that try to hurt us. I love you, Jan. Thank you for the picture. I love it. I'm going to keep it right here with Big sissy's other letter and big brother's drawing," you say with a huge grin.

You must calm down. This is upsetting your babies; the ones in this room are getting nervous, and the ones in you. You can feel them crying. Be a good mommy. You need to be rational and think. Your heart feels torn in two as your mind spins in blinding fury. You tell them you need to lay down. Peter asks if you need another song. You shake your head.

Can you kill your Shiggy? He has given and taken so much from you. What if you're wrong? The part of you that snaps. That hates deep in your soul screams that you know the truth. Shigaraki killed your Maude. The only mommy you can remember, and he took away her love. You will never feel it again. You can never earn her approval. Never prove that you are special. Tears and blood drip from you in silent rage. Jaw painfully clenched, your teeth ooze blood. You have no idea how long you have been like this when AFO enters.  

"Shigaraki's mate, the MLA are at the gates," AFO says.

"Good. I feel like killing," you growl, putting on your crown.

Chapter 19

[Writers notes:

This was such a precious piece of art for me that I am really proud of. Do you feel it? The roller coaster of drama clicking up that steep hill prior to that dark tunnel. My heart is pounding at this stretch. Can you kill your Shiggy? Can you forgive? What will you do next?

I appreciate the love and understanding. It has been rough couple of weeks. Some of my time is freeing up so if anyone has a request for a new chapter or a kink, now is the time carpe them deim's (to ask). I thrive on comments but I get if your shy. I will always be grateful for love or emoji's.]

Chapter 19

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Mind Games Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Don’t Let It Kill You First

See Chapter 1 for trigger warnings, rating, etc.

Chapter 11: I’m The King

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Shortly following the villains’ parade out of the building, the feathers restraining you returned to Hawks. After waving goodbye to his comrades, he let out a long sigh and twisted around to smirk at you, his typical nonchalant demeanor on display.

It made you want to punch him.

“Are things going a bit too fast for you now?” he tutted. “That must be the case.” He stepped towards you, your back connecting with the warehouse wall. “Especially now that your quirk has quite literally walked away from you.”

“What is going on here?” you hissed at the supposed Pro Hero. “Are you really—”

You and Hawks heard the doors to the building open again. Dabi re-entered the room wearing the same dull expression he always did. “I cannot believe Shigaraki chose you to hold down the fort,” Dabi sulked, approaching the two of you as his eyes looked you up and down. “And here I thought maybe it’d be my turn.”

“What are you talking about?” Hawks crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at the villain.

“Oh, nothing really,” Dabi replied. “It’s simply not a decision I’d make if I were the one leading this organization.”

“Boohoo,” you cut in, mocking the two of them.

“You know, it is rather impressive how rational you’re acting. You wouldn’t be a bad fit around here…if you weren’t quirkless, that is.” He shrugged, reaching for an item on the floor a few feet in front of you. “No matter.” He turned and began wandering away, stuffing the item in his pocket. “Forgot my earpiece. See ya.”

Much to your surprise, the doors shut gently, leaving you alone with Hawks again—who swiftly flew up to the ceiling and peered through a window, gracefully landing back on the ground a moment later. “Okay, I think we’re alone,” he stated.

“No shit,” you snapped.

“No, that’s not what I mean,” he said, giving you a stern look. “I can’t tell you everything, but please understand that whatever I told you in the hospital was genuine.”

“How can you lie through your teeth like that?”

Hawks hid his face in his hands. “Aya, I know you heard my thoughts earlier.” He then ran a gloved hand through his hair, locking eyes with you after taking a deep breath. “Think about it.” He had a point. You remember hearing a few warnings mixed in with the League’s internal monologuing. “My biggest problem is, I’m not sure if I should be siding with someone who wants to 'dismantle the hero ranking system.' Quite frankly, I don’t think I should even be telling you this much.”

You glanced away for a second, taken aback by Hawks’ so-called problem. Your perspective was entirely different now that you could no longer read Hawks’ mind. Was this how people went about every day? Trying to interpret facial expressions was the worst. “I’m…confused,” you murmured.

“As much as I might want to, I can’t just let you walk out of here,” Hawks informed you, rubbing his temples. “But I can assure you, I am no Villain.”

You changed the subject. “Do you know what Shigaraki wants to do with me?”

“I believe he intends to invade UA using Doppelgänger’s quirk,” Hawks explained. “Which also requires using your quirk as an alarm system to sneak them inside.”

“Why did Toga need my blood?”

“That I’m not sure. I’m assuming she has the blood of a few different people in her arsenal. I refuse to let her near me, though.”

You furrowed your brow. “Wait, but what do they want with UA?”

“One last go at All Might,” Hawks spat. “Tomura Shigaraki’s suspicious of what happened to All Might’s power. While the League may consider this a small-scale invasion, it’s just as much of a stealth mission.”

“That seems stupid,” you gawked, sliding down the wall into a sitting position. “There are so many Pro Hero teachers at that school. The League is walking into a trap.”

“Not with Doppelgänger pulling his little puppets’ strings. He’ll separate people from their quirks left and right, and he'll have a hell of a time doing it.” Hawks walked towards you and sat down, joining you on the floor and removing his gloves. “Shigaraki told me to stay here so that I can come and rescue the heroes and students later.”

You tilted your head at him. “Seriously?”

“It’s not too horribly orchestrated. It’ll be kinda like picking up my emo kids from school.” Hawks was silent for a brief moment. “And if you didn’t know, Shigaraki’s preference was to have you join the League. I’m not entirely sure what happened but he pulled a complete one-eighty towards the end there.”

“And you’re just going through with all this?”

“For now.” Hawks stood up, cracking his knuckles and tucking away his gloves inside his jacket. “I can’t let you leave yet, so if you’d follow me back to that cell—”

“Are you crazy?” You shot to your feet, balling your fists. “No way in hell!”

“I promise I can send help soon, but I need to make it look like you were rescued by someone else. I could phone Mirko, for example, or even a hero of your choice. Because realistically speaking, you would have no chance escaping this place with me on guard duty, quirkless or not.”

“So what am I supposed to—”

Hawks grabbed you by the arm. “Fake it till you make it, sweetheart,” he said harshly, yanking you toward a familiar hallway. Once you had reached your favorite little room, he held you in place by lifting your wrist high above his head. “Now, you can go willingly or I can throw you in.” He gave you about two seconds to respond—but you weren’t aware of this, so when he heard silence from you, he shrugged and tossed you inside with ease. He seemed to be enjoying this villain charade a little too much. “So, what hero do you want to get you outta here?” You stubbornly didn’t reply, exhausted of Hawks’ act. “You do know I’m still not entirely sure I can trust you. You should be grateful I’m offering to do this.”

Silence.

“If you encounter Doppelgänger again and recover your quirk, don’t look into his eyes…that’s how he activates his power. M’kay?”

“How do I recover my—”

“Don’t let it kill you first.” Following that, Hawks closed the door, the sound of the door locking echoing in your mind.

Seconds became minutes and minutes turned into hours. You sat in silence, several waves of grief washing over you. So many opportunities…gone. The opportunity to be a Hero? Declined. A Villain? Declined. At least you could say you had some great friends—

And then there was an explosion. Your head jerked to look at the door. A voice called to you from the other side. “Oi! Aya, you in there?”

Was that…Bakugou? “Yes, I’m here!” you shouted back. “Did…Hawks send…you?” You were expecting another Pro Hero—not a high school student.

“What? Hawks? Hell no! Deku forced me out here. Now get away from the door, I’m blowing it up!” Without hesitation, you backed away, plugging your ears and shutting your eyes to protect yourself from the blast.

Bakugou waved the smoke away with his arms, and the moment he was clearly visible, you ran to embrace him. He was as stiff as a board of course.

“Sorry,” you commented as you released him, your hair catching on his hero costume's headpiece.

“Bakugou, are you blushing?” another voice asked, a very pensive Todoroki standing in the doorway to your left. You panicked and pulled away from Bakugou, losing some strands of hair in the process.

“I am not, Half-and-Half Bastard!” Bakugou roared at his classmate.

“In any case, we need to get out of here as soon as possible,” Todoroki said with a shrug. “We don’t want Midoriya to run into any trouble.”

You began following the two out, caution being a top priority. “Todoroki, Bakugou, how did you find me?”

“We followed a villain here undetected,” Todoroki explained to you. “Midoriya is standing guard just outside the building.”

"Is UA safe?"

"I'm not sure, it took some time for us to figure out any leads after you disappeared. Last we knew, everything was as it should be, aside from catching a villain near campus."

"And now that we have our Provisional Hero Licenses, this gives us some fun shit to do," Bakugou added, coming to a sudden halt before stepping outside of the facility through the main doors. He held a hand up, commanding you and Todoroki to freeze. "Wait a damn minute, what's with all the questions? Can't you tell what's going on by listening to our thoughts?"

Shyly, your eyes shifted downward. "I...can't, no."

"What happened?" Todoroki asked with a downcast expression.

"It's a long story. What matters most is that we get me to UA so I can explain everything to the faculty. Things aren't looking good."

As soon as the three of you made it outdoors, Midoriya came into view...though he didn't look very excited to see you. "Hey!" he screamed. "I need backup, it's—”

Bright blue fire then manifested behind Deku, lighting up the night sky. If it weren’t for his speed, the boy would’ve been burned alive in a matter of seconds. "It's Dabi!" Deku finished his sentence as he joined alongside you.

You gawked at him. "It was Dabi you followed back here?!" Using the coldest ice he could muster, Todoroki quickly put out the surrounding blue flames. Right afterward, Bakugou eagerly jumped in front, his crimson eyes locking onto Dabi's figure which had emerged from behind a tree.

"I didn't know there'd be a welcome party waiting for me," Dabi snickered, his arms outstretched as if he wanted a hug.

"Why aren't you with the others?" you snapped, taking a step forward.

"I got bored."

"Bullshit.”

“What, did my mind tell you otherwise?” Dabi smirked, well aware of your quirkless state.

Deku narrowed his eyes at the fire-user, quickly changing the subject. "Why aren’t you attacking?”

"Because I know when I'm outnumbered." He twirled around and began to walk away. "Thanks for the play date, Izuku. Let’s do it again sometime.”

Bakugou lunged forward, screaming, "Bastard!" He wasn't quite able to reach Dabi before a wall of cerulean fire engulfed him, sending him tumbling backwards into Todoroki. Despite this, the blonde had managed to activate Explosion in time to push Dabi backward, forcing him to have to dig his heels into the ground to stay upright.

Midoriya sprang into action, shouting, "Kacchan, stay with Aya! Todoroki, on your feet! I need your ice!" The two obeyed, Todoroki rolling Bakugou off of himself and dashing towards Midoriya and Dabi. After being hit with Dabi's fire, Bakugou was far less interested in bickering with Izuku about being ordered around.

Midoriya and Todoroki flanked the villain, dodging cobalt fire left and right. Eventually, Deku was close enough to land a kick, and you swore you could see fear in Dabi's eyes for a brief moment. All of a sudden, the fear then twisted into a sick pleasurable expression, Dabi dancing out of Midoriya's line of attack and placing a ball of fire right in the young hero's face. Luckily for Deku, Shoto noticed this and weakened the blow by casting a wall of ice between Dabi and Midoriya. While Deku still took a hit via the impact of Dabi's fist, the villain's hand was injured as it came into contact with Todoroki's ice.

Shoto then exclaimed, "Flashfire Fist!" In response, Dabi's eyes widened and he returned the attack, practically mirroring Shoto. Their fire collided, the attacks canceling each other out.

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Midoriya jumping towards Dabi again. "Wyoming Smash!" he declared, successfully landing the attack and sending Dabi into the forest.

Katsuki stood up beside you, readying himself for battle again. “Is he…?”

Bakugou was interrupted by an eerie chuckle as Dabi came forth again, his nose appearing to have been broken by Deku’s Wyoming Smash. His eyes glowed in the crescent moon’s light, crimson liquid pouring freely from a wound near one of his temples. Meanwhile, the other half of the villain’s face was completely covered in blood.

“Wow, you brats have gotten stronger,” Dabi sneered, continuing to laugh. “You’ve also gotten on my nerves. Though it’s a good thing I came out here…it seems I’ve distracted you from the real business happening over at UA.”

“Where is the rest of the League?” Todoroki growled, Midoriya at his side.

“That’s just it, isn’t it? Oh, and Todoroki,” Dabi grinned, pressing a hand over his bloody eye. “Looks like you and I are twinning, now.”

“That’s enough talk!” Bakugou snapped, making his way over to stand next to his two teammates. He turned to Midoriya. “How are we supposed to detain him? Should I phone Eraserhead?”

“No,” Deku replied. “It sounds like we’re going to need Mr. Aizawa at UA.”

The villain laughed again. “You are all so foolish standing next to one another like that,” Dabi chortled as he effortlessly snapped his nose back into place. “Thanks for the bigger target, Shoto.” Dabi threw both hands forward, a tidal wave of sapphire flames heading towards Midoriya, Todoroki and Bakugou.

Right then and there, a new voice came into play.

“Flashfire Fist: Jetburn!”

Out of nowhere, the Number One Hero landed in front of you, his powerful attack protecting the trio of Class 1-A students. “Get out of here!” Endeavor demanded with a commanding presence. “I will handle this!”

Well, you four definitely weren’t going to argue with him. “Hawks, you son of a bitch,” you muttered to yourself.

When the fire surrounding everyone finally dispersed, Endeavor and Dabi stood several meters apart from one another, pride oozing out of the both of them. You, Deku, Bakugou and Todoroki started to evacuate the area, glancing over your shoulders to witness the Number One Hero in action.

“Endeavor,” Dabi said from afar, catching his breath. “What a…surprise.”

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Chapter 11: I’m The King

[shadowofroses]

Crushed Flower

My Hero Academia

Pairing: Reader x Hawks

Warnings: Abandonment, Child!Reader, Teen!Reader, Quirkless to Quirk, Taken in by All for One, Tomura's adopted sister, Blood, pain, pain meds, Reader has a R Speech Impediment, growing up, Sibling Jealousy

Chapter Two

Note: I went through Speech Therapy for 13 years to "Correct" my speech issue, and this is generally how I would have spoke growing up.

Summery: Reader's parents abandoned her for being born without a quirk, All For One takes her in and gifts her a couple of Quirks in hopes that she'll be useful to Tomura in the future. In a means of exploring the world as a Teen, she comes across boy that is on the road to be a Pro Hero.

Chapter One:

He had found you one day out of the blue. Perhaps he had a penchant of finding strays and taking them in. You were a quirkless little girl of the age of Five, you were taken in along with Shigaraki Tomura. 

You were abandoned by your parents due to not developing a quirk early on. He too gave you a name. Shigaraki (Name). All For One found out the reason behind you being abandoned, “What would you like little one?”

“Wha do yuh mean Mistah?” All for One chuckled, as he picked you up and placed you on his shoulder. 

“Quirks my dear. Actually…I may have a couple ideas for you. I can gift you a Quirk. It won’t be a bother at all.” He stated, booping you on the nose, causing you to giggle. 

“Quiaks don wok like dat…”

“It’s Quirk, or are you an idiot?” Tomura muttered, scoffing that you were getting all of his current attention. 

“Now, Tomura, be nice to your sister…” All for One Tsked before returning to you, “You will support your brother in every way if I gift you one right?” 

You nodded, “Yah.” 

“Be his Angel and protect him.” 

“Ahight! I pawmis.” 

All for One hummed in delight. “Good girl~”

You didn’t recall the next few months. As you were unconscious for most of it. When you woke the only thing you recalled was your back being sore. They kept you knocked out for a couple more weeks after that. 

When you woke, your were half out of it from the drugs they had you on for the pain.

It was a year before they weaned you off of the medication. Your upper back now held a couple of small wings, white red splattered like blood, due to them growing out of you and staining them. There was a dull pain right where they connected to you, but beyond that they fully worked. 

All for One insisted that all you needed to do was continue stretches and work till you could actually hold yourself in the air.  

It was a few years before you could hover without much issue. Pain aside, was mostly tolerable. Being taught to ignore the pain and push through it.

You were stupidly jealous of Tomura, he naturally had a quirk. Way you saw it he had it easy. Especially when he got to sit around and play video games. 

Teenage years, you were more rebellious. Why have wings if you can’t freely fly? 

You would be free to get out to stretch your wings in hour intervals. You being you, you learned to fly at fast speeds, You were leant out to Giren so that you could get used to carrying heavy loads. For the off chance you had to take Tomura and run…or rather fly. 

Granted he has Kurogiri if he ever needed an escape. 

This day you flew as fast as you could as far as you could. You landed on a tall building stretching you hissed when you felt a tinge of pain. 

“You know there are laws against the public display of Quirks.” You tensed. You turned feeling your feathers ruffle in the wind along with your hair to a rather cute blond kid with red wings. “Oooh interesting Wing Pattern! I like.” Suddenly he is in your face and his golden eyes bore into yours, causing you to blush, before he went back to examining your wings. “Do they do anything cool?”

You blinked, “Like…what?” You watched as a couple of feathers detached from his wing and disappeared, You ended up laughing at that, “I molt and they grow back yeahly if that is what you meant.” He only smiled as his two feathers showed back up with a yellow rose. Your eyes widened as they placed it behind your ear. No thorns, “Oh wow!~ No I can’t do that…” you pouted. 

He grinned, “Don’t feel too bad! I can teach ya!” He shifted his weight as another feather detached itself from him, and it floated in the air, moving to tickle your nose. You huffed out air through your nose causing him to chuckle. One feather fell, and just laid on the rooftop. “Well, good job, step one complete, now try to will it back from where it fell. 

Your eyebrow quirked up, “Wheah would it go? The Feathah already grew back.” 

The boy blinked wide eyed, “Oooh, your wings aren’t like mine then!” You gave him a look that more or less said ‘Duh’  “Okay, drop one of your largest feather!” You sighed as you did as you were told causing the feather to drop and a new one to grow. The boy did the same and it floated up to his hand, where he held it like a sword, He bent down to pick it up, noting how stiff it was “This is one of the strongest feathers! You should be able to wield this like a sword, and cut through most anything.” you watched as he ran his hand over your feather and a small slice appeared on his hand, and a trail of blood was on your feather. 

“OH! YAH HAND!” Your eyes widened as you rushed forward knocking both feathers out of his hands, you grabbed his hand, causing the boy to fluster. 

“I-it’s fi…ne…” He managed out noticing a small blue light surrounding your hands and his. He blinked as he watched the slice close up with no mark. “OH WOW! That’s a handy Quirk! Do you go to a Hero school? You’d make a great pro hero!” He paused when he saw you tense up at that. 

“Uh no, I’m home schooled…” you muttered rubbing the back of your neck as you bent down to pick up your larger feather, as one of his scooped up the smaller feather you dropped earlier and pocketed it. “I should pawbably head home. My…fathah might be wowwied. .”

“OH! I’m Hawks by the way!” 

You gave him a smile, you remembered All For One telling you not to give out your name, but he seemed nice enough. “(Name)...” 

“What would you choose for when you become a Pro Hero?”  He noticed you tense again. 

“I…don’t know…” You bit the inside of your cheek. 

Hawks only beamed at you. “I’ll give you one then! Angel! Your homework is to practice swinging that like a blade!~”

You frowned, “I have enough homework…” you pouted looking off to the side causing him to laugh. 

“I’ll see ya around Angel!”  With that he dived off of the building. You looked off the side of the building seeing no sign of the boy, only a red feather came back up and tickled your side causing you to slap at it, and it flew off downwards. 

As tempted you were to follow, you did need to get back. Instead of flying down, you flew high. You took the rose out from behind your ear, holding it in your hands so that it wouldn’t fly away. You couldn’t help but to giggle and lightly sniff it. 

Finally landing on the ground you looked around and entered the building where you lived.  

“Where have you been (Name)?” Your head snapped up to Kurogiri, “I was getting some exacise and lost twack of time, sorry Sah.”

“And Exercise led to flower picking?” You watched as Tomura looked around the corner, holding the hand that was usually over his face in his hands, eyeing you and the flower. 

“Oh…I met a boy with wings, and he gave me this…” you mousily muttered blushing lightly, “He taught me how to use one of my largah feathahs as a blade! He was twying to teach me how to contwol dwopped feathahs but I couldn’t do that…”

“Well, it seems you’re not completely useless then.” You flinched hearing that from Tomura, as he thought your healing was pointless. He walked towards you.

“Now, Master Tomura, even the healers in your games serve a purpose.” Kurogiri stated, as Tomura, took the flower from you and it crumbled in his feathers causing you to be upset. 

“WHAT THE HELL TOMUAH! THAT WAS MINE!” This was the first time you swore, and it caused Tomura to grin. 

“It’s a distraction, we don’t need that shit.” With that he turned back to his room, Kurogiri watched as you glowered at the retreating teen, you felt yourself twitch and you punched the wall beside you. 

“(Name)! Don’t damage the Masters property!” 

You glared at Kurogiri before stomping off to your room, slamming your door. When you were old enough you were getting a place, and having a garden. Far away from Tomura’s fingers.   

[astralwaifu]

omg i liked your writing so much!!!! if it's not a problem,could you do the same with shiggy but the reader has a nullifying quirk so shigaraki's quirk doesn't work on her/them and they hug at the end? have a nice day!!!

Ithank you so much moots!!!! I am really happy you enjoyed it! (Also sorry it took so much to answer your ask, I've had quite a lot of exams recently, but it's over now and I nailed them - like 90%)

Also check the Dabi one right here!

Shigaraki with a nullifying quirk! Reader - platonic

genre: fluff, angst and sum crack

wc: 1.1k

warnings: language probably

a/n: ngl, I teared up a lil while writing. I love Shigaraki sm and this request was literal heaven. I just enjoy writing that crusty ass. Requests-open!(I also want to try doing song fics, so ask ahead)

"Who upset you?" you hear his coarse voice ask.

You looked up at the blue haired male who was towering over where you sat on the floor curled in a ball of sorrow and pity. Glass like tears were falling down your hot cheeks.

"Who?" he harshly repeated.

"Dabi."

Shigaraki stomped away, rushing to the bar, you following quietly behind him. He took such big steps, that it almost seemed like he was flying to the room.

A burning feeling filled his chest as he approached the said man that made you cry. No warning, no reaction time from the others, Tomura grabbed the bar stool that Dabi was sitting on, pressing strongly with all 5 fingers on it. The dark haired man fell loudly on the floor hitting himself when he lost his balance.

He was now looking with a confused, outraged look in his wide bright blue eyes at Shigaraki, while sitting in a big, nice pile of dust.

The room fell quiet.

"The next time you decide to be a dick, better think twice" Shigaraki barked through his gritted teeth, then rushed to his room slamming the door behind him.

Everyone was shocked, you mostly. Your tears were now dry and you felt the need to laugh at the scene : Dabi with his ass full of dust sitting on the floor, a broken glass of liquor to his right, screeching "WHAT THE FU - "

later

Shigaraki was lost in thought, not even paying attention to his game anymore. What was the heavy burden on his chest right now? Why did it last this long?

You were playing next to him on the console, trying to pas the level. The tip of your tongue was resting between your open lips, completing the look of concentration on your face. "Can you focus? I don't want to loose because of you, idiot"

Why did it pain him so much to see you suffering, drowning in sorrow? Why did watching you cry make him want to decay this entire world?

"If anyone's the idiot here, it's you. You don't even play it right!" he scowled.

"Ugh, shut up, you look like a rabid dog"

Rabid dog? He would usually dust anyone trying to speak to him like that...But not you. He found it funny when you insulted him, only making him want to backtalk. Such a familiar feeling...almost like a....

"At least I don't have half a brain like you, brat" he commented with a smug smile. "What was that earlier? The whole Dabi thing...Don't get me wrong, I just want to know why I dusted a perfectly fine chair"

You looked at him briefly with wide glassy eyes before turning your stare to the screen. Cold, blue light was shining on your profile.

"He said I was useless to the league... I couldn't fight with my quirk, or help them in anything and I... I know that's not true but-" you looked timidly at the bewildered man, waiting for his reaction "-it still gets to me..."

"...sister?" When Kurogiri suggested this, Shigaraki denied it with every bone and fiber in his body. Why would he see you as a sister? You were just another lost brat, that somehow entered the League and...and stayed by him. Not by the organization's goals and ideals, but by him. And he found himself equally invested in your presence, always looking after and protecting you. Hell, even inviting you to play videogames with him!

Shigaraki didn't need a family, or that is what he told himself all his miserable, little life. Or was he told that? He has his sensei, Kurogiri, an army of Nomus ready to destroy everything at his command. Why would he need someone to genuinely care about him?

"That's not true and you know that" his shaky voice sputtered. "Damn, y/n, I hope you are joking right now, how can you even think about yourself like that?!" he was angry now. "You must be demented to ever say that kind of shit about yourself. You are not worthless, I'm telling you and this is coming from the LEADER of the League, not some crispy man with a questionably, weird, purple skin! My god, let's see that Dabi fucker nullify someone's quirk next time, huh?!'

He pushed the buttons on his controller so hard, his character died, the words "LEVEL FAILED" appearing red and bold on the screen. Shigaraki's breath was sharp and fast.

When he looked at you, tears were falling from your eyes. He panicked, what did he say, did he make you cry?

As his anxiety hit him, you launched forward to him, wrapping your arms around his lanky torso so strongly, like you were afraid he'll run away from your touch.

He did considered that for a brief moment, scared that he will accidentally hurt you.

He knew how dangerous his hands were, how much pain and sorrow they caused, how much lives they've taken... Still you weren't letting go.

Slowly he rested his hands on your back, still shacking from fear.

Then he melted. He completely melted into your embrace, holding you even tighter that you did, resting his head into the crook of your neck. Tomura felt the tears forming in his eyes.

Who would care for a demon, for a monster like him without expecting anything in return? Who would willingly become family for a cruel, lost man like him?

"Thank you, Tomura. Thank you" you whispered against his soft, blue locks. "Thank you for caring for me, I-" you choked on your own sobbs. "I never... never had a family to look after me like this and... and you...you just...are that familiy"

You. You would care for him. And it was also you that made him feel something else besides rage and sorrow.

Tomura was fully crying on your shoulder.

He was vulnerable to the world, to you right now, something he didn't felt for ages, a feeling erased from his memory, yet hidden somewhere far away, where the blurred image of a family still existed.

How could your quirk be useless when it gave him the chance to finally experience the physical affection he had always yearned for?

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[lexxiie]

Hi.

It's me again. Thank you for the hero!Touya x reader fic. It was lovely. I have another request if you don't mind. Strap in cause this might take a while.

So, I read a post the other day explaining how Aizawa expelled over 1000(?) students. Someone did the math and concluded that for that for that to happen, he would have to have started teaching at 21 years old. That happens to coincide with the time Hawks started at UA. So assuming Hawks, Dabi and Shigaraki are the same age, here is my request.

Hawks and hero! Touya and Tenko in Aizawa's class, being the most chaotic (and traumatized) trio at UA and and annoying the hell out of him, because they remind him to much of himself, Present Mic and Oboro. (Touya still dyes his hair black cause he's angsty like that). Aizawa ends up becoming their older brother/father figure after he finds out about their traumatic lives. (Found family)

Bonus points if Hawks isn't an Endeavor fanboy anymore after he learns about what happens to Touya.

Really sorry for the long request. Hope you don't mind. You don't have to write it if it too much to handle.

Have a lovely day 💚

P.S. Please don't feel pressured to write this.

Omggg this is definitely an interesting concept. The thing is that Shigaraki is 20, Dabi is 24 and Hawks is 22, which means that we are gonna have to find a middle ground. Let's pretend that they are all Hawks' age. Also, Hawks wasn't a UA student since he was directly trained by the hero comission. We'll pretend that the comission did send him to the UA as well.

Fandom: Boku no hero academia

Featuring: Touya Todoroki, Keigo Takami, Tenko Shimura.

UA Student!Tenko, Touya and Keigo AU

I feel like it's important to state that these 3 did not became friends instantly.

Let's start by getting into the details on how they ended up in the UA first, shall we?

Tenko Shimura. Needless to say that he was a recommended student because of his very well known grandma.

His father does not talk to him at all and he lives with his sister in a modest apartment that is secretly being rented by their mother who also happens to visit them often without her husband's knowledge.

Since he didn't have to do the admission exam, no one knew him until the very first day of school.

His sister gave up her dream of being a hero ages ago, but she still doesn't want to live in her father's house for obvious reasons.

Tenko is the strongest student in his class.

Touya Todoroki. Another guy who was admitted because he had a recommendation letter, obviously.

Number two hero's son.

He would be incredibly strong if it wasn't for the fact that he can't fight for long because he literally roasts himself. His hero suit is supposed to help with that.

Let's be real. Touya here does not care about keeping the country safe. He just wants to be better than Endeavor to humilliate him.

I'm I the only one who believes that he has an ice quirk? Like, in canon? But Hirokoshi is keepig it a secret from us?

Anyways, he's super mean and no one likes him very much. He has a god complex and never misses a chance to say that he belongs in a different upper world than the rest of his classmates.

Second strongest in his class.

Keigo Takami. The son of a criminal; not great for someone who wants to become a hero. This means that no matter how hard the hero comission tried to get him in the UA with a recommendation letter, he still had to do the exam. Which he passed with flying colors, by the way.

His charisma makes him very popular at school. As well as his looks.

Third strongest student in his class.

So what do we have here so far?

A rich kid who was disinherited by his father because his desire to help others was strong enough to break his relationship with him and who also happens to avoid people because of his unstable quirk, another rich kid who has little to no heroic spirit because it's being clouded by his hatred towards his abusive dad, and a guy who didn't get half of the priviledges that the previous two had (which is bad considering their lives suck too) and who has no one to rely on.

Let's sum it up:

A loner who doesn't like people, a selfish kid who thinks that no one is at his level, and a loner who would actually like to stop being a loner.

They don't have anything in common besides the fact that they all resent their parents.

The first weeks of school were a disaster.

Tenko isolated himself from anyone at first, so when the moment where he had to make a quirk demostration came around, Touya already hated him.

How was he supposed to beat endeavor when this guy was out there literally pulverizing everything? Wasn't he supposed to do that?

Pretty much Deku and Bakugo.

At first.

Shouta can't help but notice that these three have a bright future ahead of them. Their quirks are very powerful and they may lack many things, but ambition isn't one of them. They definitely picked his interest from the very first day.

However, they still have to work on many things.

So he figures that pushing them together would be a good idea.

He started forcing them to team up for different activities, as well as teaming them up with other students, so that they had to fight against each other.

But this wasn't going very well.

There was one particular practice where Touya ended up attacking Tenko in a not so pacific way, which led to Tenko decaying his suit and Keigo's wings reducing to none after he tried to use them to separate both of them and ended up either pulverized or burned.

So Shouta decided that he had had enough. These brats weren't gonna improve if they kept jumping at each others' throats like this.

He forced them to go to school on weekends to train.

The first few weeks were a massacre.

But then they started tolerating each other.

Tenko had decided that he had lost too much hair to Touya's flames, while the latter was tired of buying new clothes everyday. Keigo was just being Keigo.

Speaking of him, this dude really admires both of his classmates. Does he think they are nuts? Yes. Does he think they are cool despite that? YES.

He lowkey likes them. They seem to be nice people... Sometimes. He likes their sense of conviction.

I feel like he subconsciously wants to have friends, which would eventually lead to him pulling the three of them together. Pretty much like Oboro did.

Their extra sessions with Aizawa forced them to get to know each other.

And Aizawa got to know them.

By the time they started their second year, they were still caothic.

But they were caothic together.

Touya still pretends he doesn't know them when someone asks but it's okay.

He acts as if he hated Tenko but he literally burned Kotaro's car to ashes.

He says he did it because he can't stand people who see their children as objects that they can dispose of, though. Liar.

Not gonna lie, Hawks cried when he learnt what type of father Endeavor was. No, he did not cry because he felt bad for Touya; he cried because of his childhood hero being a jerk.

Shouta must admit that those kids have had a place in his heart for a while now.

He realized it when he heard Keigo suggesting that they should open a hero agency together; he didn't understand why he was so attached to those kids. He thought it was because they were talented, but he could see it now. They reminded him of himself during his time as a student, of his own friends.

They were the weirdest combination ever but it somehow worked out.

The three of them adore their teacher. Specially Tenko.

Aizawa is just too cool, y'know? He wants to be like him.

He has a special place in his heart for Tenko as well; his selfless desire to help others reminds him of Oboro's.

He knows the family situation of each student and he really feels for some of them.

He cried when they graduated, and they cried too.

Touya will never admit it, though. "I crY wHeN I gEt eXcItEd, iT's aN iNVoLunTarY reSpOnse."

As the years go on and they become pro heroes, they still go to their high school teacher to ask him for advice.

Any of them would rather having Shouta at their wedding than having their own dads.

They are very grateful for him, and how he helped them grow as individuals and not just as heroes.

And Shouta will be forever grateful for having the honour of watching them grow up and be what he once dreamed of being.

[animensfw-smut]

Hi, I was wondering if you could do a Dom! Gamer SHigaraki Tomura X Fem!Reader (smut)

Sure! 

WARNINGS: NSFW, 18+, oral (male receiving), degradation, spanking (once), masturbation, Dabi is kinda included in this (slight voyeurism?), cockwarming.

This is an AU where quirks aren’t involved. It’s much easier to write for Tomura without his quirk lmao.

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*Third pov*

“Tomuuuuuuuuu~” (y/n) whined. Tomura rolled his eyes at his needy s/o. His hand was placed over the mic as he spoke,

“What?” She had been wanting his attention for over an hour now, but he was too absorbed in playing his game. He just had to beat this one level.

Her arms swung around his neck as she placed her head on his shoulder,

“Mm, pay attention to me.” (y/n) straddled his lap, her dress bunched up at her waist. His palm came into contact with the plush flesh of her ass, making it red with the imprint of his hand before he massaged the place he hit, 

“Such a slut. Couldn’t even wait until i finished this level. You didn’t even wear anything underneath, did you?” She shook her head and he gave a sigh, nibbling on her ear,

“Suck my cock like the desperate slut you are.” Without hesitating, her knees hit the ground as she pulled his pants to free his cock. Her mouth started watering at the sight before her. Her tongue came to lick at the tip, the taste of his precum invading her mouth. 

“Oi, you still there?” A voice came from his headset, it sounded like Dabi.

“Yeah, shut up.” His rough voice made (y/n) moan out, her fingers dipping into her dripping cunt. The way that her mouth closed around him and the added vibrations from her moans made Tomura look down.

“Tch, who gave you the permission to pleasure yourself?” His foot lightly kicked her wrist, pushing her digits deeper,

“Mngh...! M’sowy...” Her saliva made a thick coat around his cock as she tried to speak around him. 

“Shit, you making (y/n) suck you off?” Dabi’s chuckle made Tomura roll his eyes,

“What’s it got to do with you?”

“Don’t be stingy. Send a pic of her pretty face~ I promise I’ll stop bothering you for today~”

Dabi put the game on pause as Tomura threw his controller to the side. He let out a ‘tsk’ before grabbing for his phone and angling the camera towards (y/n)’s face. Her eyes were half lidded as she looked straight at the camera. Her lips were wrapped tightly around his cock, her hand pumping whatever she couldn’t fit in her mouth. Tomura took the photo, his other hand pushing her head down to deep throat him.

“Such a whore, you like posing like this for other men, don’t you?” She shook her head as much as she could. 

“She’s so sexy. (y/n), pretty baby, mind sucking me off sometime?”

“No.” Tomura gave him a blunt reply.

“I wasn’t asking you though~”

He gripped (y/n)’s hair, dragging her off his cock,

“M’only Tomu’s s-slut~” Her speech was slurred as she sucked on his balls, her hand squeezing his cock the way he liked it. She pressed kisses along the side before settling on sucking and licking the tip.

“Aww, such a shame.”

Tomura let out a low groan as thick spurts of his cum covered her face and mouth.

“Open up.” Her mouth opened and she stuck out her tongue, showing his cum that covered it. Tomura took a picture, sending it to Dabi,

"You'll never get a piece of this." He let out a triumphant snicker.

“She’d look even better with my cum on her face...” Dabi’s breathing was uneven, squelching sounds making it obvious that he was jerking off to the image Tomura sent him. 

“Keep dreaming.” Tomura turned to look at (y/n), still covered in his cum. 

“Come here~” (y/n) obliged, straddling his lap yet again, hovering over his cock. His fingers went to massage at her labia, opening up her folds for his eyes to see,

“All of this for me...” His hands pressed against her hips as he lowered her down, her tight, warm walls sending a shiver of pleasure down his spine. (y/n) let out a moan, finally getting what she had desired for the whole day. His hands gripped her ass, squeezing and groping it.

“Now, be a good little slut for me and stay here until i finish this game, okay?” (y/n)’s eyes widened before she whimpered,

“Y-Yes T-Tomu...” She buried her face into his neck, trying not to move.

“Haha, you’re so cruel to her.”

“Shut up and finish this game otherwise she won’t be able to get what she wants.”

“P-Please Dabi... Finish the g-game quick...” (y/n) begged in a needy voice. Dabi groaned,

“Anything for you, pretty baby.”

“Get to it then.” Tomura gave an eye roll as the game was unpaused.

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A/N

Thanks for readingggggg!!!!

The next request will be: Incest! Sero x Little sister! Reader.

[urtrashwaifu]

League Mom (Twice x Fem!Reader)

This is my first fic for this account. Reader and Twice are in a pre-formed relationship. No TW I can think of. Story starts below the cut. 

Your shoes shuffled down the hallway to you and your boyfriend’s shared apartment. While you knew of his quirk, he treated it much like a disorder so you tried not to stimulate it by being late from work, you knew how much he worried. 

You knocked on the door, “Jiiin, let me in. I brought home take out!” You sang. He opened the door with a smile and a cigarette hanging out of his lips. You smiled and kicked off your shoes by the door. 

“I could have picked something up..” he said as he helped you carry the bags in. “I was in the neighborhood.” you smiled. He loved the care you had for him. You always made sure he was taken care of and well-fed. As his grandmother would have said when he was little, “exactly what he needed.”

He got out plates and set the table for the two of you. “So, Jin. Have you seen the news?” He looked up, eyes lingering on yours over the takeout box in his hand. “No.” it was quiet, too quiet. You never knew where he went when you weren’t around but you didn’t know where he worked and never asked. 

When he brought home money to pay the bills it was always said to be from “odd jobs.” You knew he provided for you and didn’t want to think too much into it. After picking up more shifts and getting promoted at work though, it was hard not to worry about where your loving and sometimes clueless boyfriend was running off to. 

“This group of wannabe Stain’s are running around, they’re called ‘The League of Villains,’ isn’t that ironic. You chuckled. He snorted quietly into his container and his “other half” popped out. “Mind your business.” he apologized for his outburst but you had acclimated to it. 

“What are your plans for tomorrow?” You asked. He shrugged, something he did often when asked about his plans, “Well I’m going to have a long night at the office, so don’t wait up for me.” you smiled sadly. He did nothing but nod which caught you off guard but you didn’t say anything. He was probably just tired but something itched in the back of your mind. What were his plans? 

The night went on and you both showered, laying in bed, he ran shaky fingers through your hair. You drifted to sleep at his side, unknowing of how he would spend the next day. He watched your eyelashes flutter closed and smiled to himself, he of course would do everything to protect you but sometimes wished you wondered less. 

The next morning you awoke before him, getting dressed and heading out the door before he knew you were gone. When he woke up he ran his hand over the empty side of the bed. He wished he could be better for you, more honest. Nevertheless he tugged on the jacket you got him for his birthday and walked out the door, on his way to “work.” 

He walked until he reached the abandoned bar. Tucking himself inside he met Toga and Kurogiri. “Twice!” Toga hugged him. He viewed her so much like a little sister. The little sister he never got. He wrapped an arm around her and watched as she inhaled his jacket’s scent. 

“You smell like a lady.” she giggled. “Do you have a girlfriend?” she asked. “No, you know I don’t.” he said pushing her away and sitting at the bar. “Dabi will be up soon, Shigaraki has news.” Toga said plopping down next to him in a stool. Twice nodded and sipped on the drink Kurogiri slid him. News, that’s all he ever hears.