#the description is accurate but not super comforting when he's outside yelling

[dasspaceace]

☆what are you☆

She had no idea what this child was saying. She hadn’t been listening to her for quite some time. One of the small bonuses of precognition with no off-switch was that she had seen this entire scenario now probably 1,500 times. She knew which cards to play to keep up the appearance, she knew by the cadence of Toga’s voice when to nod or laugh. All the while in the backdrop, every other inch of her finely tuned, heightened awareness of reality was waiting for the sound she knew was coming.

“Anyway, I’m excited but I’m worried too…what if Deku does think that -” Her sentence cut short as the entire complex reverberated with a tremendous…roar. There was no other way to describe it - it boomed like thunder, but instead of rumbling, it trailed off into a rattling screech. Toga had gone dead still. “What was that?”

Nix tossed the last three cards into the pile between them and stood up, letting her hands slap off her thighs. For the first time in weeks her inane little grin was genuine. “Time to go!” She walked straight past Toga who, bewildered, also got to her feet.

“Time to go - what? What do you mean "time to go?” Toga questioned, a slightly frantic note in her voice.

“Time to go, silly. You should really come with me, you know. You won’t. But you should.”

“Nix, what are you talking about? You can’t just leave!”

“I can and I will, Himiko. No power in the verse can stop me except the one at the door~" She gave a little skip. It hadn’t been that long since she last saw Harper, maybe a week, but it always felt like it had been forever because of her constant precognition. Some days entire epochs flashed through her head, so five minutes or five years could both feel like forever.

The tremendous, booming roar-screech sounded off again. Toga flinched and swung herself around in front of Nix, tossing her arms out to her sides to block the woman’s path. “You can’t leave! At least not til we know what’s making that scary ass sound! What if we’re under attack? You’re too special!”

Nix stopped short and let her glamour slide off, just a little, for the briefest moment. For maybe all of 3 seconds Himiko Toga saw past the blander face she presented to the world - the freckled, hazel eyed lady with the silvery-brown hair, with the cute little elf ears, cute little fangs, cute little claws. She was confronted by a faceted, bewinged, electric thing that had too many eyes that saw far too much into her. Her eyes went huge and she sucked in a sharp breath, stumbling back from Nix.

She landed hard on her ass and yelped softly, looking back up at the woman. Her hair was lighter, more white - it was always the first thing to change when she dropped the glamour slowly. She very gently stepped around the shell-shocked girl and patted the top of her head.

She heard Dabi slide into the hall behind her and just kept walking. The little jangly, crystallized hovering crown finished manifesting itself when he finally caught up, having stopped to question Toga.

“Hey! The fuck do you think you’re going? What’s at the door Nix?”

“Death is at the door Touya Todoroki and I go to greet him!” She gleefully yelled as she whirled around mid-step with her arms outstretched, a full mad cheshire grin plastered on her elfin featured face. Dabi froze, clearly taken aback by her demeanor. She shriek-laughed and whirled back around as another booming roar rattled the place. It was much louder and closer now.

She marched out into the open silo in the complex they were inhabiting. The sweater tied around her waist had at this point morphed into what looked like a long trail of white feathers that were, in fact, just folded down wings. The foolish boy had followed her out, still yelling at her to come back.

She briefly sprinted out to the middle of the silo, with him still chasing behind her, whipped around and snapped the six wings out. They moved more like whips than things made of feather and bone, the shape entirely customizable to her will in the moment. She made them into long, thin, pronged things - like fishbones, almost - and used them like a Jacob’s Ladder; electricity racing along them like snakes.

She clasped her two hands together like a gun and raised them towards the heavy metal scaffolding around the edges and top of the silo. She shut her left eye, grinned like a mad bomber and shouted “Pew pew bitch!”

The electric current in the wings raced down through her arms and fired off deafeningly like a railgun from her hands, filling the air with the sound of wrenching metal as it brought down huge swaths of the platforms and constructions. She had timed it right, none of it would hit him. She kept up her playful demeanor, the show of power was entirely a bluff, a loud don’t follow me. He had to face the reckoning of his father’s sins with the rest of his family, which meant he couldn’t be chasing her.

She spun back around, her eye picking out the faint bioluminous edges on Harper’s feathers as he circled around above. She kind of…unfolded herself, her whole form going over bright white and spreading out until it became an absolutely colossal bird-dragon.

It was like someone had merged a phoenix with a wyvern and then painted it white with luminous blue-white light on all the edges. It had winged forelimbs with a full on hand at the wing joint and dense, muscular hind legs, but the face, feet, tail and feathers were all bird. It was also just massive - the removal of some of the scaffolding would have been needed for it to fit out, so it was gonna come down anyway.

She launched herself up with a powerful kick off. Dabi raced forward in a blind panic and grabbed one of the absolutely gigantic, phoenix-eye tail feathers as it dragged along the ground. She gave her arms a powerful beat and snatched him up into the sky with a yelp. He clung tight to the feather, immediately having a small panic.

What in the actual fuck am I doing? What is this woman!? She has precognition, her quirk is fuckin’ foresight, right!? WHY IS SHE A FUCKIN’ BIRD!?!?

He shook himself out of it a little and resolved himself to at least try to do something since he was already here, rope climbing up the feather as she flew straight up. A loud, sing-song lilting bird cry sounded above him and he looked up, horrified, to see her go into a graceful back-flip-to-a dive.

He got snatched into a loop with a yell, only to see her coming back up again. She started to drag him into a second loop - she could actually see him regretting his life choices in real time as she reached the crest of her up-and-over arc - when she dropped the bird form and resumed her humanoid form.

Meaning that when the feather he was clutching vanished out from under him, the momentum carried him upwards, face to upside down face with Nix - who stared back at him with mad glee in her hazel eyes and in her smile, that same eerie blue-white light burning in her pupils. “Fly birdy!” She flung her arms out to her sides, reaching for him, as the crystals above her head cracked open into dozens of glittering, bejeweled eyes that stared into his soul and immediately knew everything.

“F L Y."

He instantly knew what Toga had meant when she had said Nix “isn’t a person”. Any shred of sanity he had screamed at him that this was something wildly above his pay grade. He flinched, which was what she had been counting on. She reached further forward and leaned into the intimidation factor with a shrill, creepy giggle. He physically recoiled from her, folding in on himself to speed his descent.

Harper nearly thumped him with his wing as he swooped under her, whisking her off into a starried portal above them and away. Dabi broke his fall with his fire quirk, enough to prevent any major injury anyway - he did bounce a few times and would have impressive bruises. When he got to his feet he found Toga just staring up at the sky, wide eyed.

“What…was living with us for the last four months?”

[lilolpotato]

Could you do one where Akaashi finds out that his s/o was sexually harassed multiple times and the past and that’s why she’s so so hesitant when it comes to physical affection. I mean his reaction to it and what he does. Thank you so much ❤️

Ahhh of course! Thank you for asking me!!! 🥺💕💕🌈 I’m not really sure what someone feels like after something that awful so I did some research! I hope that it’s accurate!

Genre: Fluff with a lil angst

Warnings: Talking about rape (not super descriptive)

Akaashi x Sexually Abused! Reader

Trigger Warning ⚠️

● He honestly didn’t expect you to accept his confession

● You always seemed a little aloof, like you weren't really here

● Maybe it was that daydream look in your eye that drew him to you

● And maybe it was how you went out of your way to help people

● The first time he saw you, you were sitting in your class, staring at the ceiling, like you didn’t want to be there.

● He didn’t pay attention to you then

● But when he noticed little things, like you giving the answer to a question to someone who didn’t know it, or giving someone who forgot their lunch yours, he couldn’t help but fall in love.

● And you weren’t quiet, you talked and laughed with people, and he always wanted to be the one to make you laugh

● He loves everything about you, the way you laugh, your eyes, your kindness, your lack of temper

● And by the time you were in the middle of your first year, he’s sick and tired of watching from the shadows and he wants to hold you, have a conversation with you, support you, and be adored by you at least a quarter as much as he adores you

● And he adores you a LOT

● Even Bokuto, the normally clueless one, notices how lovesick Akaashi is

● And then, in the Volleyball club locker room (he didn’t want Bokuto to spy on them, and Bokuto would expect them to be under a cherry blossom tree or something)

● “The weather’s nice?” you said awkwardly, wondering why you were here

● “Y/N, I love you.” He said seriously, in true Akaashi fashion

● The only thing that went through your mind?

● “That escalated quickly.” You blurted. “Um I accept your confession... I hope you take care of me... Keiji.” You giggled a little and you walked away.

● Bokuto turned the corner and saw you walking away, and ran to Akaashi, “DID YA DO IT DID YA DO IT??”

● Akaashi blushed, smiling slightly “Yeah. They accepted it.”

● “I SHIP IT SO HARD WE’RE GONNA BE BEST FRIENDS AND OUR CHILDREN WILL MARRY EACH OTHER AND-”

● Akaashi didn’t stop smiling for the rest of the day

● Bokuto wondered if it was even Akaashi, but he guessed this is how people who were in love acted.

● But that giddiness slowly vanished over the months he was with you

● You wouldn’t let him kiss you or touch you, that’s okay because he wants you to be comfortable with him

● But not letting him hold your hand, or hug you?

● That’s when he got worried

● He asked, “Are you a germaphobe?” You giggled a little, “Of course not silly!”

● On your second month anniversary, after you exchanged gifts, he asked you, “Y/N why can’t I hold your hand?”

● Your mouth went dry and the blood from your face drained quickly as you went pale

● He didn’t notice and continued sadly, “Do you even want to date me?”

● You couldn’t answer

● You got scared, remembering what happened, and so you lashed out on him

● “Are you serious? Of course I want to date you! If you want someone to open their legs for you all the time, then be my guest, and date someone else!” You yelled, tears in your eyes

● The only thing running through your mind was panic

● You don’t want to lose him, he’s so sweet and the ideal boyfriend, but your survival instincts kicked in

● What if he held your hand and wanted more?

● What if, when you didn’t give what he wanted to him, he would take it?

● He was shocked. Akaashi really cares about you, and he feels a little guilty for asking, since it seems like a sensitive topic

● But Akaashi isn’t great at displaying his emotions and telling you how he feels

● So he’ll just say, “Why would I want to date anyone else when I have you?” and walks away, hurt.

● You feel all your emotions crashing down on you, and you tell him, “Please... wait. I’m sorry.”

● He comes back to you, concerned at how you were.

● In the time he dated you, you were usually calm and collected, going with the flow, never showing too much emotion

● He had never really seen you sad

● So when he sees tears pooling in your eyes he knows something is really wrong

● He sits next to you, giving you some space, and you explain,

● “I used to be really adventurous. I’d go to parties, do extreme sports, everything. I, um, went to my friend’s birthday party in my third year of middle school. Her... parent... just kept touching me and wouldn’t stop even when I screamed at them to stop. Nobody noticed. I ran outside, leaving, but he ran after. They cornered me in a dark alley, and every time I told them to stop, they told me I was asking for it anyways. They’re in jail now, another victim of his filed a case against him. I’m broken Akaashi. I understand if you want to leave me...” You cried

● He felt sick to his stomach. “Of course I don’t want to leave you. If you think you’re broken, I will spend as long as I have to so that I can put all of your pieces back together. I want to hold you, make you feel safe, because you always are with me. I will never force you to do anything you don’t want to. Can I hold you?”

● In a moment he was holding your trembling figure, as you cried into his chest as he stroked your hair, reassuring you, “It’s okay, Y/N, everything will be okay...”

● You realized that maybe you could be okay. Maybe you wouldn’t feel so dirty, no matter what you did.

● It wasn’t easy for either of you

● He soothed your nightmares with his calm voice, lulling you to sleep even if it was three AM on a school night

● He reassured you when you felt like a burden to him, telling you that you make him feel complete and reassuring your insecurities.

● Three months later, you felt cleaner.

● You laughed and smiled for real now, opening up to more people

● There was no more doubt with Akaashi in your heart, you felt truly safe with him in a short time.

● You both knew that you could never truly forget it, but you were definitely on the path to being pretty damn close to okay

● You would cheer for him at volleyball games on the bench; Akaashi got special permission for you so you wouldn’t have to sit in a crowd of people touching you

● You were loud so he knew how much you appreciate him, “GO AKAASHI! THAT”S MY BOYFRIEND EVERYONE!”

● He was so happy he smiled and did extra good in the game

● Just for you

● One day, you were talking and you thought about how sweet he is, how much he helped you, how he never lost hope or gave up on you so you kissed him

● No warning

● Nothing

● Boy turned bright red, losing his normal Akaashi calmness

● Literally lost his shit

● “Y/N- I- What- ?”

● And he smiled so bright for the rest of that week

● You both glowed around each other, you were rays of sunshine

● He doesn’t kiss you because he’s worried you’ll be uncomfortable

● But you just pull him close by the shirt and are like, “Just kiss me dork”

● And he does, he does real good

● He’s your perfect match and everyone ships it