Let me know your thoughts on it. Does it do justice to the stunning book cover?
Prologue
Some people survive in chaos and that’s how they grow. And some people thrive in chaos because chaos is all they know. Chaos is a friend of yours. Chaos makes for the muse of your life. You live for the entertainment it brings you. It’s a gift bestowed upon you by the goddess of strife.
Of course, chaos isn’t actually what you’re paid to do, at least not most of the time. Your line of work isn’t exactly honest work. It’s more so that this line of work chose you, rather than you choosing it. You’re usually sent to target a specific person, seduce or/and torture them until they fess up everything that could ever be of use to you at any given moment, then depending on how good the information is, you either give all or just part of the information to whoever hired you, then sell the rest of it to a third party that will be highly interesting in it, at a very expensive price. Your lifestyle won’t buy itself.
I’ve been doing this for as long as I can remember now. I’ve got to a place where anyone that is even slightly involved with the underground shenanigans definitely at some point has heard about you. And yet you’ve never really come up with anything that would be worth something to the big hotshots of the underground world. The ones that rule most of the territory in Yokohama, the ones that no one can touch unless you have a death wish. And that is exactly what you have.
That’s why you’re currently waiting in a misty alley shivering from the cold. Tonight was not the night to not wear a fucking coat.
Your heart is almost beating out of your chest with excitement, patiently waiting for the port mafia executive to show up. He was already running late, but a man with his reputation sure had plenty of things to do.
Now you may be wondering what someone like you has to say to A Port mafia executive, well for starters you are not sure yourself, you came to find someone from the lower groups to be involved with a different organisation, that is currently a rival to the port mafia. And of course, you want to be on the mafia’s good side just in case anything were to happen.
If you’re being totally honest with yourself you’re kinda hoping to somehow join the port mafia, I mean would there even be a position open for someone that makes their living off torturing people and gathering information? The answer may very well be yes.
It isn’t long until you finally hear footsteps approaching you and stopping right in front of you. This man is more beautiful than you, the audacity…
“Better make it quick, I have places to be”
“No need to get your panties in a twist, I have some information that would be of use to your boss”
“Would it be? or is it useful? There’s a big difference”
“I will admit this the first time I come to someone with information when I myself don’t have all the facts. I just thought it would be best to bring this information to the port mafia as soon as possible. You see I’m a professional when it comes to getting what and need to know when I want, I putting my reputation on the line bring you half-assed information but that’s the best that I could do given I only found out about 2 hours ago and immediately called to set up a meeting with one of you. I want to be an ally to the port mafia and quite frankly I value my life and wouldn’t want to piss anyone off by accident and end up dead for it.”
“Start talking now! I don’t have all night”
“I overheard a conversation of one of your people, a woman. She was talking to her brother about how she can’t stand working for the port mafia anymore. I don’t know any of their names and I don’t really care for them but he said he had a meeting arranged for her and that he would pass along the information”
“Then how do you know he was her brother?”
“Please now you’re just insulting me. He was a target for someone else, a very easy one I might add, a simple civilian with no ability or brains whatsoever. All I had to do was talk to him to get him to spill everything I needed to know about him, but I am never satisfied with the bare minimum so I followed him in case I found out more about him and turned out I was right. That’s all you need to know. Also If you’d like, ask your boss I can come to the headquarters and show you exactly who she was.”
“No way is that happening”
“That’s my price for giving you this information. My only goal is to be on Ogai Mori’s good side I have no ulterior motive”
“Did you at least follow him after that to see who he gave the information to?”
“But of course, I wouldn’t come empty-handed. What kind of fool do you take me for? And if you arrange the meeting with Mori I’ll be even more prepared. I’ll have a folder ready just as I would for any other client”
“Well then just tell me who he met with!”
“I followed him to the bridge. That’s when I saw who he was meeting with a member of the armed detective agency.”
“What did they look like?”
“I can do you one better on that one handsome. I can give you his name if that is what you really desire”
“Don’t play with me bitch!”
With a swift move, you are pinned to the cold wall behind you with his hand around your throat cutting off precious oxygen.
“His name is Osamu Dazai!”
Those were the last words to be exchanged with the handsome mafioso before everything turned to black…
You ever read a fanfiction so, so fucking good that when you're done reading it, you're kinda disoriented? Like the place you were reading it in seems unfamiliar because the story sucked you into the fucking fifth dimension with how good it was? Unparalleled feeling.
cmon girlies we’re picking out a 10k+ single chapter fic on ao3 to read stomach down head turned towards our phones held next to our pillows as we move only our thumbs to scroll until our sedatives knock us out
Could I ask for a reader fic where the reader has quite a scary and powerful quirk that is almost villain like and they get bullied for it? But in reality the reader is honestly just super sweet but she ends up actually considering being bad but somebody does something about it to prevent that?(Paired with any character from class 1a or a teacher, platonic if it is for the teacher if you could please)
This made me squeal cause it reminds me so much of my OC character!
I think this would be fitting for a maybe a Izuku fic! If you're up for that? Cause I've been meaning to do one.
This is a My hero academia Oc story but it can also be read as an X Reader
All credits for the plot, storyline and characters go to Kohei Horikoshi, except the parts of the story that are my own and my own original character.
WARNINGS: May include adult themes, adult activity, hard language, intense or persistent violence, sexually-oriented nudity, drug abuse or other elements
Description:
"This is where my fun begins"
That's all she said that she took one step forward and off the tallest building in the area.
Only to land perfectly on her feet at the bottom, without okay in the world.
No one will be able to stop what's coming"
Those were the final words of the night as she slipped away into the alleyways, as the sun began to rise signaling the start of a new day in the first day that she'd finally be her true self!
Prologue
"You have to focus Rairaku, you have one of the most powerful quirks anyone has ever seen. You need to learn how to control and harvest the full and complete power of your quirk, then no villain will ever be able to get away from you. Once you're a hero, you will quickly rise in the ranks as a pro. Your quirk will make you a great hero someday, you will be respected by your colleagues and feared by every villain, you'll be able to open an agency to teach and guide others, just like I have with you… None of that will happen though if you don't focus on your training right now!"
"Yeah whatever, you really did a number on me, what would I have done without you to turn into a freak show. Do you think people are intimidated by other people's quirks? How insecure do you have to be in your own power to believe someone is better than you just because they have a better, stronger, flashier quirk than someone else? That's not how this shit works. No one gives a fuck if you have a strong quirk, they judge you before they know you… All this society cares about is if you have a quirk or not, if you do, well you have a chance to be a hero or a villain… Quirkless people are cast aside and left forgotten… You should take yourself as an example here, you had an amazing fire quirk, a villain came along, you lost a battle and lost your quirk, how quickly did the hero commission cast you aside as less than worthless? No one even remembers you as a hero, you only still have a hero license because you know a few tricks here and there that come in handy from time to time… The reality is that they don't care, no one does… You have this crazy idea that if you push me and push my quirk to its limits until my body collapses my quirk will be this superweapon you can offer to the commission on a silver platter, so much that at this point, I don't even know what my quirk can't do… nothing surprises me anymore!"
"That's the beauty of it, there's nothing it can't do. You have no limitations, except the ones you place on your own body essentially making it weak! You keep that strong quirk of yours trapped inside that weak and feeble body of yours, but fear, not I will fix that. You'll be training five more hours a day starting now, so back to training young lady!"
It's no use… My body can't take anymore, it needs a break, but this bitch is never going to give me one… This person should have never been a mother, thank god I'm adopted! I'm so fed up with this training. I don't remember a time I was not training my stupid quirk. I don't even want to be a hero and be just another puppet for the hero commission to control, I want to be free…
This whole shit show will soon end, if it's the last thing I do I'll make it end! I have exactly one month to come up with a plan, a month before I start attending U.A high school, the best hero school in the whole country. I got in through recommendations thanks to my dear old mother.
Making the executive decision to sneak out and try to find some way or idea to execute any sort of plan, but also have fun doing stuff that I probably shouldn't be doing, but who cares? I certainly don't.
Sneaking out has become very easy, living in a fancy neighbourhood isn't all that, live here long enough though and you learn to move in the shadows, allowing myself to become one with the darkness of the night and all that just so nosy neighbours don't see me and start commenting on my "behaviour"...
It's not the first time I've snuck out, certainly won't be the last, but this is the first time that I've gone into the city. Yokohama is truly a beautiful city, especially at night. I love to watch the nightlife, it's the time when villains shine the most, but at the same time, I cannot live among pigs that think they can drunkenly take advantage of an innocent woman just walking home.
Luckily I haven't encountered anything like that tonight, instead, I'm casually relaxing on a rooftop in the middle of the city, looking down at the world like God looking down at his subjects.
"What's someone so young doing up here?" an intimidating voice calls behind me. I already knew someone was approaching me minutes ago…
"Well, if I'm being honest I would say I'm thinking about the murder of a certain ex-pro hero… But better to be here and as far away from them as possible or who knows what I'd do to that bitch… I'm so tired of her living in glory as the world pities her for losing her quirk, while behind closed doors she's an abusive piece of shit!"
"Then jump. It will end all your tiredness, once and for all"
"As much as I'd love to, especially from up here, with this view, I can't, as soon as I start falling my quirk will just levitate back up here. Also even if I could, I'd just be proving her right, proving to her that I'm just as weak and pathetic as she thinks I am, so much that I took the cowards way out. No thank you. I'd suffer a while longer and have the satisfaction of watching her take her last breath. I will not die, not until I shove all her fake heroic ideologies down her stupid throat."
"Hmph… Perhaps then you shouldn't jump… I can however help you deal with her. This world must be cleansed of fake hero pretences and false ideologies. Back to the time where people knew the true meaning of what being a hero truly is!"
"So what? You'll kill her? If so then just go ahead and do it! No one will care about her death. To her, I am just another job the hero commission gave her, one she wasn't even qualified to do. If you do it, don't do it for me and my sad sob story. Do it because you truly believe in cleansing hypocritic heroes from this world. If that is indeed what your goal is I will give you all the information you need on her and all the other corrupt heroes in this society."
"What's your name kid?"
"Rairaku Ishii, you can call me Rai though. And I'd rather for you to not say your name out loud, you never know who could be listening, but I know exactly who you are, I'm telepathic, and it's a pleasure to meet you, I must say I'm a fan!"
"Good. Now about that information, you said you'd give me…"
"First ex-pro hero Pyro, she used to be very popular as Endeavour's sidekick, but now she's lost her quirk. She's basically useless, but people still praise her for some reason. Make it slow, she deserves a slow painful death, "heroes" should never abuse their power or others!"
"Are you sure? There's no turning back after this"
"I've never been more sure of anything in my life. She has to be punished for what she has done. Starting today, I'll be the person I want to be."
"And who might that be?"
"Don't know yet! I could be your accomplice, after all, it seems we'll be seeing a lot more of each other."
"Fine, just know it might take a while, I have pressing matters I need taking care of first"
"The longer you take will just make me kill her myself"
End of the day it really should be me. I should be the one to kill her, I should be the one to do it. After everything, she's put me through? After everything, she's done to me? Killing her… Would that make me a villain? What better than that, a villain goes against every hero ideal she's ever tried to engrave into my brain…
Yes, that's it. I'll be the worst type of villain this world has ever seen.
Can i request a reader + class 1-A where the reader is someone who is seemingly really mentally strong (ie they havent seemed affected mentally at all from all of the villian attacks) but then one day they just break down over seemingly nothing and lock themselves in their room for a while? (bonus points for momo and jirou being best friends of the reader)
This is adorable and I love it, I will absolutely do it❤️
