PLAGIARIST UPDATE #2: She Who Writes For Multi Fandoms / Fandoms Galore / Writer of Many Fandoms, etc.
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@fandoms-forever-united has made a few new blogs now that @fandomsgalore-backup was terminated. Make sure you check/block @writer-of-many-fandoms and @she-who-writes-for-multi-fandoms
TL;DR: The accounts linked above are a KNOWN plagiarizer who has had her accounts TERMINATED multiple times on tumblr for plagiarizing. She has a whole ass YouTube channel where she has read fics without permission and claimed the rights to fics that were not hers including my own and several people within our fandom space. She is once again plagiarizing!!!! She has TONS of fandoms she "writes" for so be on the LOOK OUT. BLOCK AND REPORT.
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She's back at it again y'all. My friends and I have been keeping an eye on her accounts (them moreso than me lately because a bitch is TIRED) and she sure enough hasn't stopped plagiarizing.
She recently plagiarized a Bakugou fanfic from BTP by butchering and splicing BTP's fic into what (I am assuming) was her own writing or possibly someone else's fic (which is more likely). THIS IS STILL FUCKING PLAGIARIZING. She has taken it down as of today 7/21/2023 after being called out on it, but how many times are we going to let her keep stealing fics out of our fandoms and off of our hard working mutuals and favorite writers???
People literally stop writing because of people like her. You want to support your favorite writers and see fics get finished, so it's time to do something about it.
Check for your work as she has a bajillion fucking fandoms she "writes" for. REPORT IT. Let others know if you see their fics. She has been known to switch a few words around/entire paragraphs and call it her own so pay close attention. She's getting trickier trying to avoid detection but we KNOW what she's doing.
If you do nothing else today, block and report her account(s). Block and report the fics she has posted. If it's not yours, report as spam.
I am no longer giving her the benefit of the doubt nor do I put any stock into her "apology video" she posted two weeks ago on YT. It obviously meant NOTHING. She needs to LEAVE our fandom space and put all that hard work she puts into STEALING into working on herself as a person.
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People like this annoy me..😒 Why do people feel the need to steal other people work and play it off as there own? This is so ridiculous like there’s so reason for it! Be on the look out and stay safe everyone!!
Sorry it’s been a while! I’m back though and I won’t make any promises but the next chapter might be our next week between Friday-Sunday! MAYBE! I’m hoping I can do that but, we’ll see.
Alice In BORDERLAND
Description: You and some friends play around and get in trouble with the cops. You run and hide trying to take cover so you wouldn’t have to get caught and be put and jail! When you finally come out of hiding though…everyone’s gone…nobody’s around…is what you guys believe.
Warning: Language, nudity, sexual violence, smoking, suicide, violence, fiction, death
Rated: MDI! Mature audiences!
A/N: I don’t own MHA/BNHA characters! I’m just using them and the storyline! There are no quirks! No superpowers! This isn’t my plot either I just add slightly different things to it. If you’ve since ‘Alice in Borderland’ then you know what this is, it’s on Netflix for anyone who’s curious. Everything else in mine! If you wanna see the full picture above which isn’t anything important then I’ll post it when I see interactions with my story.
Word count:4,176
Izuku sat in his room playing video games, gun noises echoed in the small room he was in. It smells of stale chips and it was filled with a variety of games placed neatly on shelves. Izuku's thumbs jammed onto the controllers buttons, shooting at the targets. His eyes steady and focused, unable to hear his friend call his name from the living as his feet pressed into the ground. His back hunched over in his chair, he focused.
"You know you're a shitty friend Izuku!" A female voice broke through to him, making him lose his focus and in the process making his character die. The TV not helping his now furious state by flashing him in bold words 'YOU ARE DEAD'.
"CRAP!" Izuku shouted, throwing himself back into his chair and bringing his arms up to rest on his face. He sighed leaning forward, his arms now on his knees as he looked at the ground. The game went back to the main menu as he brought his free hand up to run through his curly green hair.
"You didn't go to the interview I set up for you, again!?" The girl exclaimed, from behind him she leaned her side against the doors entrance, waiting for him to turn and look at her.
Once she realized he wasn't going to she sighed and walked in. Izuku brought his knees to rest in the chair, crossing them as he began to rub his temple with wrist. She walked closer to his chair, but leaned against his gaming stand next to him.
"I practically begged the company for it! You should really show up...for my sake at least." She stated. Fixing her dress shirt and staring him down in his chair.
He still didn't look at her but he huffed and leaned up to look at the wall in front of him. "Did I ask you to set up an interview for me?" He retorted, making the girl sigh. "Izuku, this is the last time I'm going to try and help you. Everybody's telling me to stop." She took a deep breath before continuing, "So I'm letting you know that I'm not gonna help you look for a job anymore." She crossed her arms, leaning more into the table making it rattle a bit.
Izuku turned in his chair to face his TV again, rolling his neck from side to side, "I didn't ask for your help." He gripped onto his controller, the girl scoffed, "But you need it! All you do is sit in your house all day. Youre a fucking parisite in here zuzu..." Izuku groaned irritatedly, quickly getting up from his spot and cutting the TV off, he opened his mouth to speak again. "Fine, okay! I'll leave then!" The girl blinked at how fast he was moving. She smiled teasingly,
"If only we could reboot reality..."
Izuku finally turned to look at her, sweat running down his face from the intensity of him playing his game. He knew who he was talking to but to see her now he confirmed it was sumi. He shook his head a little not wanting to entertain her as he walked to his bedroom door.
"You were better when your mother was still here." Sumi added, not being able to look at him. Her own comment made herself flinch with hurt. Izuku stopped walking, hearing her talk about his dead mother made his heart hurt. He slowly turned around to look through his room door and at her with a wounded heart now, his eyes trailed to his picture that was hung on his wall. Him and his mom, his moms arm wrapped around him and both him and his mother with big smiles.
Izuku swallowed his spit and turned away, he walked down the stairs with a little force in his step. When he reached the bottom floor he heard a deep voice speak out to him. "Izuku." The voice says sternly, making him come to a halt, "I don't need you causing trouble for Sumi." Izuku squinted and turned only his head to face his father. His dad looked back at him, fixing his glasses and giving Izuku the look.
Izuku turned away from him and walked out of the house and down the stairs. He walked down the sidewalk and took his phone out of his pocket and unlocked it going to his messages. He clicked on the group chat between him, FN/LN, and kacchan (Bakugo Katsuki). He clicked the bar and started typing.
Izuku Midoriya
'Hey, guys, do you wanna meet at the bar?' 11:32am
He watched as y/n's bubble popped up indicating that you were typing.
F/n L/n
'Sure! Why not?' 11:33am
Kacchan
'Fuck off, losers!' 11:33am
F/n L/n
'Shut up! You're gonna be there anyways.' 11:34am
Izuku smiled at the messages, placing his phone back in his pocket. He jogged down the sidewalk, now having a destination.
—
"You're such a dick!" A girl smiled as you walked into the bar seeing Bakugo behind the counter cleaning cups. He looks up and places the cup on the counter. The girl smiled and walked around to meet him, he placed a hand on the counter in front of him and turned his body to face her with a small smirk. They both reach out to each other and lock your lips with one another.
His hands trail down to her hips pulling her closer to his body. Both him and her smile into the kiss. He opens his eyes as they kiss and turns to look over to you. "You're late.." He groans, breaking the kiss, "shut up, you don't even work here" you reply, shaking your head in disapproval.
Suddenly the back down is whipped open with a mean force making both of them push each other away, turning to face the door behind them. A man in a suit walks out, eyeing them both. The girl squeaks a little and removes herself from behind the counter, you taking her place and picking up the cups Bakugo had cleaned to put them away.
"Oh!" Bakugo let out a breath. "It's the boss, how are ya?" You said, dryly. The man in the suit sucks his teeth at both you and Bakugos clearly uninterested remarks. "What are you doing here?" You ask standing on your toes to place the puts on the shelves. The man huffs and walks to the mini fridge under the counter to grab a bottle of water.
"I just decided to come in a bit earlier." He answered, clearing his throat. "Oh," Bakugo shakes his head. "Why are you here at this hour?" You ask this time to clarify what you meant earlier. The man sat his water down on the counter, "I got some business to take care of," he started, cutting himself off to make a quick turn, raising his fist to punch Bakugo right in the nose.
Bakugo stepped back a bit, caught off guard. He held his nose as blood started to drip from it. You screamed in shock, your eyes widening.
—--
Izuku paced through a neighborhood scrolling on his phone, typing in the group chat again.
Izuku Midoriya
'Kacchan? Are you there yet?' 11:59am
—---
The suited man repeatedly punched Bakugo. You screamed, "Stop! Oh my god stop!" You screamed in a panic watching this all unfold in front of you. "Shut up, bitch!" The man retorted, looking back at Bakugo he sucked his teeth "you think its cool to touch another man's woman? Huh?" He asked, thinking he had done some damage he backed off fixing his suit jacket as Bakugo held his nose.
Bakugo stood up straight with an enraged face and glared at the man ready to fight. The suited man looked at Bakugo and huffed confidently. The guy dragged his fisted hand back and was ready to aim for Bakugo again, his eyes widened though as Bakugo caught his fist giving the man a nice uppercut to the jaw.
The man collapsed to the ground letting out a rough breath for air to enter his lungs again. "Now I feel better," Bakugo groaned, swaying a little but managing to get together and correct his balance.
He glanced at you and let out a breath, "what?" He breathed, scanning your surprised face, "Huh, you didn't actually think this idiot would beat me did you?" He smirked cockly leaning against the table, you rolled your eyes and through your head back. "Great, now I'm gonna get fired!" You moaned out, walking away from the scene and into the back rooms with bakugo hot on your trail. "OI!" He shouted.
—--
Izuku checked his phone again and unsurprisingly he saw no new messages from the group chat. He sighed and decided to text Shoto Todoroki, one of his other friends. He opened the chat bar and typed.
Izuku Midoriya
'Hey, Todoroki! I was wondering if you wanted to hang out if you aren't working?' 12:13pm
—--
Todoroki's phone pung in his hand, he sighed and placed it in his pocket before going back to what he was doing. He sorted money from the machine counting it to make sure it was the correct amount. He nodded to himself and walked out of the building to the older women waiting outside. He handed her an envelope of cash and placed his hands in his pockets.
"Thank you! You don't know how much I appreciate what you do for me! I'm sorry you have to do this when you're so busy though, Todoroki. This money would really help us out." She made a small smile, squeezing the cash in her hand.
"Let's make this the last time." He said blankly, making the lady slightly panic.
"What do you mean the last time?" She demanded, not raising her voice but stern enough to let him know she was confused and wanted an answer.
—--
Izuku stopped his jog out of breath and looked at his phone again, this time letting out a frustrated groan.
Izuku Midoriya
'Hey, why are you guys ignoring me?' 12:26pm
He thrusted his phone back into his pocket and still out of breath he picked up his pace again.
—-
"Don't you understand! The air here in Musutafu is being polluted everyday by the powers of industry?" She explained, looking at him confused and worriedly, "We need to make it clean again here, here, there, everything has to be cleaned."
"Yeah, yeah I get it already! I have to go or I'll be late for work!" He scoffed, walking around her and down the street.
—-
Izuku looked around as he walked, for the last time he checked his messages and nothing, no replies. He breathed in and out, opening the chat box again.
Izuku Midoriya
'Fine.' 12:30pm
Izuku moved to his other open tab, a rubik's cube game. With one hand he moved and switched his around trying to match all the sides to one color, as you would do with an actual rubik's cube.
—-
You and Bakugo walked down the street, him with a cigar in his mouth, you with your phone in your hand. You typed in the group chat to Midoriya.
F/n L/n
'Sorry, Midoriya. I was just fired from my job!' 12:33pm
As you sent the message you glared at Bakugo making him raise an eyebrow your way. "What?" He said, sucking his teeth as he threw the cigar to the ground and stomped on you. You rolled your eyes and continued to walk down the sidewalk.
—--
Midoriya almost beat the game but lost once a notification that you texted in the groupchat came through on his screen. "Agh.." He huffed, quietly.
"Everybody's timing really sucks.." he opened the messages and began typing.
—--
His message popped up on both you and Bakugos phones, him ignoring it already knowing how it was and you looking down at it.
Izu
'Seriously, When?' 12:33pm
You opened your chat box and began typing back to Midoriya with Bakugo looking over your shoulder and down to your phone screen.
F/n L/n
'Right now, I'm jobless now!' 12:33pm
—--
Todoroki looked down at the messages before he decided to join in and text everyone back.
Todoroki Shoto
'Good job getting fired. I'm skipping work right now.' 12:34pm
—--
Bakugo laughed and snatched your phone as Todoroki's message popped up. He opened the chat box ignoring your complaints and whins for your phone back.
F/n L/n (bakugo)
'You should work. Half in half. You're poor.' 12:34pm
Bakugo laughed as the message went through, "Give me back my phone asshole!" You yelled, snatching your phone from his hand to see what he typed in the chat.
"Damn it Bakugo, you have your own phone, use it!." You whined, typing in the chat to let them know that it wasn't you who said that.
"Oh hush your whining, dumbass!" Bakugo rolled his eyes, shoving his hands into his pockets with a scroll now present on his face. Still though he watched the chat from your phone.
F/n L/n
'Sorry guys! It wasn't me that was bakugo..' 12:36pm
—--
Izuku shrugged knowingly and typed back in the chat voicing his boredom.
Izuku Midoriya
'I left home.' 12:36pm
—--
Shoto stared blankly at the message typing what he was thinking out.
Todoroki Shoto
'Good work.' 12:36pm
—--
Izuku ignored his blunt sarcastic response and continued on.
Izuku Midoriya
'I need a drink..'12:37pm
—--
This made Todoroki smile a little as he typed in the chat.
Todoroki Shoto
'Me too!' 12:27pm
—--
You smiled at the boy's conversation and agreed as well.
F/n L/n
'Lets go, then!' 12:38pm
Bakugo groaned in irritation next to you. "Oh, shut up. You're gonna go anyway." You smiled rolling your eyes.
"Huh, don't tell me what I'm gonna do, dumbass!" Bakugo pouted, making you laugh in return.
"Oh so you don't wanna go? You can go home if you want?" You teased, holding back your laughter as you saw the slight panic in his eyes at the thought of being left out. You waited to see if he'd say something but when he did you nodded your head
"That's what I though," You smiled holding onto his arm and laughed at his flushed face.
—--
Izuku smiled, his friends finally replied to him and now they were gonna hang out.
Izuku Midoriya
'Go find a job, L/n,' 12:40pm
Izuku laughed as he sent the text, waiting for your response.
—--
Shoto smiled and replied to Izukus text telling him that he should do the same.
Todoroki Shoto
'You too, Midoriya.' 12:41pm
—--
Midoyia laughed a little at the bite back he wasn't expecting from todoroki.
—--
You looked down at your phone holding back your laughter, you opened the chat box to decide where you'd meet the others.
F/n L/n
'Let's meet in front of Tamatoa Station.' 12:42pm
"Tch, Why there of all places?" Bakugo interjected as always.
"Do you know how to connect your top lip to your bottom because if you do it would just cure all the evil in the world." You fake smiled at him, making him scowl and cross his arms over his chest like a pouty child.
You rolled your eyes and grabbed his short sleeve gray shirt dragging him along behind you, "Come on," You said, crossing the street with him.
"Stop telling me what to do, dumbass!" He complained, letting himself be dragged along behind you.
Izu
'Okay!' 12:44pm
Sho sho
'Okay,' 12:44pm
—--
Izuku was just about to place his phone back into the safety of his pocket when he abruptly tripped forward a bit. He looked down to see what caused his life to almost flash before his eyes. His face scrunched up once he saw it.
—--
Izu
'I just step in somebody's vomit!!!' 12:46pm
You laughed as the message popped up on your phone. Of course he stepped in vomit you though rolling your eyes.
Sho sho
'Good job stepping on vomit.' 12:46pm
Shoto's remark made you laugh even harder of course he'd say that and to be honest if he didnt you would so a win's a win.
"Of course that damn nerd stepped in vomit!" Bakugo roared, his laughter real and loud, yet genuine. You just smiled, shaking your head.
You and bakugo continued to walk down the street to the now confirmed meeting destination.
—--
Izuku made it there before everybody, leaning up against a wall he grabbed the tip of his shirt with his fingers and fanned his body with it, cooling himself off. He sighed and opened the group chat again, ready to rant his thoughts still he could say them face to face.
Izuku Midoriya
'I'm having the worst day!' 12:58pm
Todoroki Shoto
'Me too.' 12:58pm
F/n L/n
'Same.' 12:59pm
Izuku Midoriya
'I just don't feel like I've been doing the best since this morning..' 12:59pm
F/n L/n
'Are you talking about your game, Izuku?' 12:59pm
Izuku decided not to answer and instead looked around, he turned to look to the side and saw Bakugo's head over the crowd. Since he knew you were with Bakugo that meant you guys were almost here.
Izuku Midoriya
'I see you, L/n. Well, more like I see the top of Kacchans head..' 1:01pm
F/n L/n
'Hello!' 1:01pm
Izuku smiled and typed Hey with a bunch of y's attached to it, as you, Bakugo, and Todoroki made your way next to him. You all stopped and everyone besides Bakugo laughed.
"You can stop now, we're right here!" You giggled, making Bakugo look down at you.
"So you still wanna get a drink?" Todoroki asked, getting straight to the point. Midoriya sighed and squinted his eyes as the sun shines down on us.
"There aren't many places open, so?" Izuku stated, gripping his phone as he started thinking about what we could do now.
"Well that sums tha-" Bakugo started but you cut him off, "Guess that means we're going to the mall again." You simi shouted, side eyeing bakugo as he leaned up against the wall by Izuku.
They've grown closer over the years. Bakugo wasn't much of an asshole to Izuku and stopped the fake dislike for him as well, well Midoriya grew a backbone and didn't back down as easily anymore. I guess you could probably say being around a shit talker like Katsuki for years could affect the way you handle some situations.
Izuku groaned, frustrated, "Huuu, I would be good with going to a deserted Island!" He threw his head back against the wall.
"I'd be down with zombies showing up in this place. Everyone gets bitten," you looked around at the mindless people that trailed the streets and sidewalks. "And they all turn into zombies!" You finished, making an explosion sound effect and moving your hand to match.
"Stop it with the zombie talk will ya," Bakugo voice came through calmly.
"If zombies did show up here, only L/n would survive." Izuku added, having to just say what was on his mind at the moment despite Bakugo's fake attempt to change the subject.
"You know it!" You laugh a little getting into a fighting stance. "I'd knock em out with one punch!" You punched your fist back and forth in the air acting as if a person was taking hits to the face.
"I doubt it for real though! You’d probably be the one too!" You point at Midoriya, which caused him and Bakugo to raise a brow.
"Me? Why's that?" He asked, pushing to know why you'd think he'd be the one to survive out of the four of you guys.
"Because I know you'd out smart em.." Bakugo added before you could get another word out. Izuku and you made a small gasping noise.
You, Izuku, and Todoroki just stared at Bakugo, shocked as he continued.
"Deku, if you want advice...you should stop hanging out with us." Bakugo finished, staring ahead of him looking at the people that passed by, "go live your life.You should do it."
Izuku was the first to snap out of his shocked trance and cracked a smile, pushing himself off the wall. "Huh?" He laughed, "What's up with him?" He nodded to you for an answer.
All you could do was stand there still shocked. He turned to look at Todoroki and both of them laughed. You just stood there, you turned to lean against the wall in between Izuku and Katsuki. As the boys to your right laughter calmed down you all looked forward and took in everything ahead of you.
After what seemed like forever Bakugo spoke first, "Fuck it!" He said ducking down and gripping my legs, placing me up on his shoulders.
"Woah! Hey! Hey! What are you doing!" You shouted out of surprise. Since Katsuki was already taller than you, being on his shoulder was a game changer. I mean you could see above all the people.
Midoriya and Todoroki chuckled as they followed behind Bakugo who walked himself to the middle of the plaza.
"Half in half take a picture!" Bakugo yelled over the loud people and cars honking.
"Okay." He said dryly, but with a small smile of his usually emotionless face.
"Move it extras! Coming through!" He screamed at the people in his way, Meanwhile you held onto Bakugo scared for your life and you swore if he dropped you, you'd kill him!"
Shoto pulled his phone from his pocket as you guys stood in the middle. Bakugo started to spin around with you on his shoulders making you scream in fear.
"Stop it!" you yelled, the wind blew widely in your face, smacking you around like you were some kind of rag doll.
"FUCK!" You shouted as you started to become dizzy trying to watch everything as you went in circles. Soon though you got used to it and started feeling it.
"WOO!" You screamed, this time feeling free and above the world as you were still being spun around. The buys cheered as you did, soon though their was a loud honking noise and the sound of police sirens going off.
"HEY!" An officer shouted, leaning his head out of his window.
Bakugo quickly stopped spinning but got dizzy and fell down with you. He caught himself on his hands and knees. You just used your hands, still sitting of his shoulder.
"HEY, YOU!" The officer yelled again. You and Bakugo hurried to your feet, still dizzy but still able to run away with Todoroki and Izuku running along behind us.
As you guys ran through the streets trying to get away, cars honked and street on their breaks making others crash into their cars. More policemen came rushing out of the building from the side of you guys. Once they spot you they pouted you out to the other police officers. You all panicked and kept running trying to put as much distance as possible and not get caught.
"Go! Gogogogogo! We gotta get out of here!" You yelled.
All of you guys ran to the nearest less crowded building, running down the staris you saw the cops come in from the other side. You all laughed at the excitement and ran into a room. Bakugo opened the door to what seemed to be a big enough locker for all of us to fit in.
You all ran inside and Bakugo quickly shut the door behind you all.
Fln L/n
'Who farted?' 1:57pm
You typed in the group chat. Everyone looked at their phones then squinched their faces as the smell started to hit their noses.
Izuku Midoriya
'Who was it? Own up and sniff up your own fart!' 1:57pm
Izuku burst into laughter making everyone look away from their phones and diverting their eyes to him.
"It was you wasn't it!" Bakugo scowled, fanning the fart air more towards Midoriya.
Soon there was a bang on the door, everyone went silent and you reached to turn the light off. Then the banging stopped and everyone was left in silence.
"Alright, I'll go check it out!" Midoryia said, moving towards the locker door slowly.
"Be careful.." you whispered, hiding yourself behind Bakugo just in case anything happened.
Izuku lended his face up against the door to see if he could hear anything. When he didn't he opened the door and walked out. To everyone's surprise nobody was here and now the building's lights were all off. You all wall back to the entrance and slightly panic as you see no people outside. How could this be? It was just crowded with people and cars, but now nothing.
You all walked back outside and you wanted to scream. Completely empty, the plaza was completely empty!
Sorry for the delay, I’ve been a little busy with my job and a lot of family stuff but, I’ll be back soon. Probably not tomorrow though! Love you guys and thanks for the love on my story!
If you haven’t read it yet here - Alice in borderland
Please do read it if you haven’t yet! I swear it’ll get good and juicy and as much as I hate waiting on chapter to be finished or more to upload it’s sad to say it does take a lot of time! Just know I’m trying for you guys though! Even if it isn’t a lot of people reading I’m great full for those who are! I have much love for you all!
I will be posting the full chapter of Alice and borderland tomorrow night so stay alerted. (To all who have read it of course.) I’m not sure some people are gonna like the little twist I did but, I didn’t really want the story to be the exact same and the Netflix series, you know? Just a reminder that there will be death of characters…not spoiling who You might be a little mad at me but that’s okay! It’s just a story.
I wanna say so thank all the people who read the story. I know on my new account I’m not popular yet, but I’m a believer and so fell like with my prayers to the Lord and good work it’ll pay off!
Description: You and some friends play around and get in trouble with the cops. You run and hide trying to take cover so you wouldn’t have to get caught and be put and jail! When you finally come out of hiding though…everyone’s gone…nobody’s around…is what you guys believe.
Warning: Language, nudity, sexual violence, smoking, suicide, violence, fiction, death
Rated: MDI! Mature audiences!
 A/N: I don’t own MHA/BNHA characters! I’m just using them and the storyline! There are no quirks! No superpowers! Everything else in mine! If you wanna see the full picture above which isn’t anything important then I’ll post it when I see interactions with my story.
Word count: 1220 (read the bottom when your done.
Not finished! Read the bottom…
Chapter 1..
Izuku sat in his room playing video games, gun noises echoed in the small room he was in. It smells of stale chips and it was filled with a variety of games placed neatly on shelves. Izuku’s thumbs jammed onto the controllers buttons, shooting at the targets. His eyes steady and focused, unable to hear his friend call his name from the living as his feet pressed into the ground. His back hunched over in his chair, he focused.
“You know you're a shitty friend Izuku!” A female voice broke through to him, making him lose his focus and in the process making his character die. The TV not helping his now furious state by flashing him in bold words ‘YOU ARE DEAD’.
“CRAP!” Izuku shouted, throwing himself back into his chair and bringing his arms up to rest on his face. He sighed leaning forward, his arms now on his knees as he looked at the ground. The game went back to the main menu as he brought his free hand up to run through his curly green hair.
“You didn't go to the interview I set up for you, again!?” The girl exclaimed, from behind him she leaned her side against the doors entrance, waiting for him to turn and look at her.
Once she realized he wasn't going to she sighed and walked in. Izuku brought his knees to rest in the chair, crossing them as he began to rub his temple with wrist. She walked closer to his chair, but leaned against his gaming stand next to him.
“I practically begged the company for it! You should really show up…for my sake at least.” She stated. Fixing her dress shirt and staring him down in his chair.
He still didn't look at her but he huffed and leaned up to look at the wall in front of him. “Did I ask you to set up an interview for me?” He retorted, making the girl sigh. “Izuku, this is the last time I'm going to try and help you. Everybody’s telling me to stop.” She took a deep breath before continuing, “So I'm letting you know that I'm not gonna help you look for a job anymore.” She crossed her arms, leaning more into the table making it rattle a bit.
Izuku turned in his chair to face his TV again, rolling his neck from side to side, “I didn't ask for your help.” He gripped onto his controller, the girl scoffed, “But you need it! All you do is sit in your house all day. Youre a fucking parisite in here zuzu…” Izuku groaned irritatedly, quickly getting up from his spot and cutting the TV off, he opened his mouth to speak again. “Fine, okay! I’ll leave then!” The girl blinked at how fast he was moving. She smiled teasingly,
“If only we could reboot reality…”
Izuku finally turned to look at her, sweat running down his face from the intensity of him playing his game. He knew who he was talking to but to see her now he confirmed it was sumi. He shook his head a little not wanting to entertain her as he walked to his bedroom door.
“You were better when your mother was still here.” Sumi added, not being able to look at him. Her own comment made herself flinch with hurt. Izuku stopped walking, hearing her talk about his dead mother made his heart hurt. He slowly turned around to look through his room door and at her with a wounded heart now, his eyes trailed to his picture that was hung on his wall. Him and his mom, his moms arm wrapped around him and both him and his mother with big smiles.
Izuku swallowed his spit and turned away, he walked down the stairs with a little force in his step. When he reached the bottom floor he heard a deep voice speak out to him. “Izuku.” The voice says sternly, making him come to a halt, “I don't need you causing trouble for Sumi.” Izuku squinted and turned only his head to face his father. His dad looked back at him, fixing his glasses and giving Izuku the look.
Izuku turned away from him and walked out of the house and down the stairs. He walked down the sidewalk and took his phone out of his pocket and unlocked it going to his messages. He clicked on the group chat between him, FN/LN, and kacchan (Bakugo Katsuki). He clicked the bar and started typing.
Izuku Midoriya
‘Hey, guys, do you wanna meet at the bar?’ 11:32am
He watched as y/n’s bubble popped up indicating that you were typing.
F/n L/n
‘Sure! Why not?’ 11:33am
Kacchan
‘Fuck off, losers!’ 11:33am
F/n L/n
‘Shut up! You're gonna be there anyways.’ 11:34am
Izuku smiled at the messages, placing his phone back in his pocket. He jogged down the sidewalk, now having a destination.
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“You're such a dick!” A girl smiled as you walked into the bar seeing Bakugo behind the counter cleaning cups. He looks up and places the cup on the counter. The girl smiled and walked around to meet him, he placed a hand on the counter in front of him and turned his body to face her with a small smirk. They both reach out to each other and lock your lips with one another. His hands trail down to her hips pulling her closer to his body. Both him and her smile into the kiss. He opens his eyes as they kiss and turns to look over to you. “You're late..” He groans, breaking the kiss, “shut up, you don't even work here” you reply, shaking your head in disapproval.
Suddenly the back down is whipped open with a mean force making both of them push each other away, turning to face the door behind them. A man in a suit walks out, eyeing them both. The girl squeaks a little and removes herself from behind the counter, you taking her place and picking up the cups Bakugo had cleaned to put them away.
“Oh!” Bakugo let out a breath. “It's the boss, how are ya?” You said, dryly. The man in the suit sucks his teeth at both you and Bakugos clearly uninterested remarks. “What are you doing here?” You ask standing on your toes to place the puts on the shelves. The man huffs and walks to the mini fridge under the counter to grab a bottle of water. “I just decided to come in a bit earlier.” He answered, clearing his throat. “Oh,” Bakugo shakes his head. “Why are you here at this hour?” You ask this time to clarify what you meant earlier. The man sat his water down on the counter, “I got some business to take care of,” he started, cutting himself off to make a quick turn, raising his fist to punch Bakugo right in the nose.
Bakugo stepped back a bit, caught off guard. He held his nose as blood started to drip from it. You screamed in shock, your eyes widening.
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Izuku paced through a neighborhood scrolling on his phone, typing in the group chat again.
Izuku Midoriya
‘Kacchan? Are you there yet?’ 11:59am
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You get roped into some quality time with your favoirte green haired goofball! And someone may be a just a little jealous that you made plans without him.
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Bakugou x Reader x Izuku- childhood friends to lovers
Warnings for chapter: Angst, Sexual Tension, Teasing, Sugar daddy behavior, Play fighting, Slight Praise Kink, Domestic Fluff, Sharing a Bed.
Three months had passed since you started being a handler for Izuku and Katsuki. And you say that in the animal handler sense and not a manager sense. Most days it felt like you were running around a zoo trying to find your two escaped animals. That were way too good at playing hide and seek.
It had started off nice, slow and easy. Waking up in the lush comfort of the massive bed Katsuki owned. He was already gone by the time you had woken up. But you could still feel the lingering warmth from where he was in the bed not too long ago. You had gotten up, made coffee, and waited for the delivery people to finally show up. Your first day didn’t have a lot scheduled. Your only real job was to set up the new office space that had been cleaned out for you. And accept the delivery of the furniture you and Katsuki had picked out the day before.
Izuku had shown it to you before he left for the agency that morning. It was a loft just off to the side of the living room. Large wooden stairs lead you up to the now-empty space. It had a copious amount of natural light to offer you. And more than enough space to move and place everything to your liking.
Your delivery came just a couple of hours later. The front desk rang to let you know that you had to give them the ok before they would let them up. You let the friendly man on the phone know that he could send them on their way. and you waited by the service door for the men to arrive. There were only two of them. But they already had the larger elevator packed full of the things you had to reluctantly buy.
Signing for the delivery you show them where to take everything. And like magic they got to work, making quick work of the four trips they had to take back to the ground floor. They even set everything up and moved it where you wanted it, only leaving you to arrange your stuff around. Thanking them for their work. The younger of the two guys goes to had your the receipt for the bill before the older one stops him.
He only apologizes when he opens it to read the comment that was left for the delivery drivers.
“She doesn’t need to know how much it costs, shred the receipt.” He reads out loud for you, but still refused to let you see the page in his hands.
With a pout, you see them off and lock back up the front door.
It took you a couple of trips between your apartment and your new home office. Before you got everything that you wanted and needed to decorate your new space. But you did it all yourself, trekking your way on the new path between home and your job.
You took the rest of the day to yourself. You hadn't gotten very many emails or calls today about what your heroes were up to. But Izuku assured you through the group chat it was because they had a couple of light days scheduled. Nothing but paperwork and patrols, unless something was to pop up.
And by the time they both arrived home, food in hand you were comfortably tucked away in your new space. Exhausted from so much walking and moving that you were sprawled out on the fancy little couch. That Katsuki insisted you buy, and now that you finally got to lay on it you were thankful.
You all ate together that night. Happily eating out of the takeout containers spread around the island counter. They told you about their boring day and you told them almost everything about yours. The only thing you left out was the fact that you didn’t use the driver that was apparently assigned to you. And with a bit of reluctance, they let you go home that night. But not before Katsuki complained and Izuku almost begged you to stay again.
And as if on cue, when you walked out onto the street your driver was there happily waiting for you. Standing next to the car door. He opened it for you and everything. Carrying on a light conversation about how you were liking the new job and other small things.
But it didn’t feel the same. Once you unlocked your door and were welcomed to the quiet and drab apartment you still called home. There were no signs of life other than just you. No banter or yelling.
It was just quiet.
And that was the reason why you let your boys convince you to start staying over on a regular basis. Two days after you walked into the apartment. You saw delivery people once again moving things into the spare room down the hall. Katsuki was the one who told you he took the liberty of cleaning it out. After you left and had all the new stuff delivered for you. Brand new bed, furniture, and even some shitty little art pieces he knew you would like. You loved every single thing that was inside your new away-from-home room. It was a beautiful mix between the house's overall theme of brick and dark tones, but it also fit you perfectly.
You hadn’t even really noticed just how much stuff you were moving in until your actual home was almost barren. Nothing but empty bookshelves and old furniture remained. You hadn’t even bought groceries for yourself in weeks. Most of your clothes and personal things were now neatly tucked away in your new room. Where instead of the ugly beige walls and loneliness around you. You had conversations and fell asleep confident that you were where you belonged.
At first, you had your reservations about moving in. But it only took a small amount of fighting to convince you it was a smart move. You didn’t want to rely on the driver to take you from your apartment to theirs? Fine, move in. Felt bad about not paying for anything? They put the light bill in your name. Didn’t want to invade their personal space? That’s fine they weren’t home half the time anyway. Anything under the sun you thought of to keep yourself trapped in your old life was easily washed away. If one of them didn’t have an answer, the other one did.
That was the problem, they worked too well together. If they saw something they wanted, they got it. It didn’t matter how much of a fight it took to get it either. It had been that way since you had met them all those years ago. And if anything they were worse about it now than when they were kids. They were smarter, and bolder about it too.
So you let them have what they wanted, which was for you to move in. You didn’t see any real harm in it. If they had guests of girls over you could easily make yourself scarce for them to have some alone time. And they were right, they were gone most of the time. Apart from the days when you had to go into the office, you didn’t see much of them during the workday. It was always in passing, a nod from Katsuki, and a little wave from Izuku.
But the three of you fell into a pattern pretty quickly. You worked with at home, scheduling and making important calls for them. While they protected the city from danger. You did everything from replying to office emails. Ones that you knew neither of them would even bother to look at. To scheduling their flights for when they had a mission.
It all felt too easy. And it took a while for the chaos to ensue. At first, it was small, breaking up petty arguments. Then next came the day you had to physically Bully Katsuki. Into going to the stupid magazine photoshoot. Breaking into a yelling match in his office as he tried his hardest to tell you no.
Then Izuku mysteriously disappeared. Only for you to track him down hours later by the GPS signal from his phone. The only problem was when you arrived expecting him to be dead in a ditch or something. The fool had left his phone at the coffee shop. The barista was kind enough to give it back to you. By the time you made it back home. He was sitting on the couch like you hadn’t just spent three hours of your life playing recon to find him.
He did make it up to you the next day by bringing you breakfast, and leaving you a note so it wasn't all bad.
But tonight oh they quickly worked the last nerve you had.
"Izuku Midoriya!" You yell from your loft. "What is this?" leaning over the small railing into the living room.
You see his head pop out of the hallway and poke into the living room, a small smile on his face.
"What's what angel?" He asks sweetly.
You let out a frustrated sigh before you wave the piece of paper in your hand. He looked so sweet and innocent. But you knew he was using that face to throw you off.
"You have to go where? And you need me to go, why exactly?"
"Oh!" He pips up. "It's just a magazine interview! But I gotta spend the night to do a photo shoot after." He talks as he brings himself from the hallway and stands next to the couch as he talks.
"But why do I need to go?" You ask again.
"Because I want you to." He says with a smile.
You sign in frustration. He was supposed to be the easy one, but yet here was trying to drag you along on one of his adventures. It wasn't that you minded tagging along. But for three months straight you have done everything under the sun to accommodate them.
"Fine! But you owe me!" You huff out.
It wasn’t the worst thing in the world to be dragged around, but you didn’t dare let him know that. All you had to do was let it slip one time and every single thing he did was going to have to include you.
“Whatever you want,” he cheekily replied to you before he darted back off into the hallway and into his room.
At least you had him occupied for a while, Katsuki on the other hand was going to be another story. He still wasn’t home yet despite his shift being over almost two hours ago. It wasn’t like him to just up and disappear without letting anyone know. With a sign, you pull out your phone and attempt to give him yet another call.
“The hell do you want?” He barks instead of greeting you like a normal person.
“Was just wanting to check up on you Suki, your not home yet.” You say keeping your voice soft despite the aggravation you are feeling.
You can hear loud noises in the background on his end. You don’t know where he is, but you can only assume wherever it is loud.
“You miss me or something?”He asks a little snippy.
“just wondering where my other person is."
"What Deku isn't enough for you?"
Clearly whatever he had going on soured his mood. He wasn't enjoying whatever he was having to do. And he was going to take it out on you.
"If you're just gonna be rude. I'll hang up and save us both time." You finally snap back at him.
That's when you hear his friend, the friendly one with the spiky red hair calling out his name. It wasn't hard to pick up on his voice, even if you didn't remember his name. You could picture him clear as day! A big smile full of sharp teeth, and built like a brick wall. He had the personality of a ray of fucking sunshine and as much as you hated to admit it. You felt guilty for not remembering his actual name.
You can hear them talking, but with the loud thumping of the music you can't make out exactly what is being said. The more you listened in the more it sounded like they may just be hanging out, most likely at a bar. You can hear more and more people as the second's pass. A woman yelling, and more chatter from people as it seemed like Katsuki was moving. And slowly but surely you hear the music and background noise start to fade. Until all you hear are the tiny intakes of breath he is letting out.
"Promised shitty hair I would come out after work." He says, his voice losing a bit of harshness he had before. "I don't wanna be here."
"It won't kill you to spend a little time with your friend, you work too much." You say sitting back down in your chair.
"Too tired for this shit." He mumbles.
"Well don't stay out too late, I wanna see you before we leave in the morning."
"We? The hell are you going?" He barks the question at you.
You decide to let it go. You know he has to be tired, they have had him going almost nonstop for the past two weeks. He was only hanging out with his friend because he made a promise to. You know he would much rather just crawl into bed and get some well-earned sleep.
"I'm going with Izuku tomorrow, he has an interview and photoshoot so we are spending the night there."
"Course the fucking nerd wants you to go."
You can't help but laugh because you know he is just standing right outside of that bar. Pouting at the fact you are doing something with Izuku and not him.
"Well, I'll go with you next time you have to go out of town how bout that?" You coo, poking a little bit at his ego.
"You sound like my fucking mother." He says lowly into the phone, and you can only imagine the face he is making.
Scrunched up, his fingers pressing into his eyes as he shakes his head. It made you giggle that much more knowing that he was embarrassed by the sheer thought of being babied.
"Well, don't pout Suki and maybe I won’t have to baby you.” You jokingly chide him.
“You're already on my last fuckin nerve.” He sighs.
"Ok OK, I'll leave you alone. But stay a little while longer and then come home."
He wasn't up for any more teasing, and you didn't feel the need to poke the bear any more than you already have.
"Go pack or whatever, I'll be home soon."
"Be safe Suki." You say softly into the phone.
"Always." He says before you hear the phone line cut off.
So you did just as he said, you went to start packing. It wasn't anything serious, you just needed the basics for an overnight trip. Throwing in a set of pajamas and a cute but causal outfit for the next day. Leaving out your skincare and hair products so you could pack them in the morning. Before you needed to leave.
It didn't take you long to get what you needed to be tucked away in your small overnight bag. Laying the shoes you planned to wear in the morning by your door. The only thing left for you was to take a shower. Gathering up your pajamas and your towel you make your way down the hall to Katsuki’s room.
You pass by Izuku's room, the door open as you peer inside. He was busy preparing himself for the trip. Digging through various drawers holding up each article of clothing. Before sitting it back down. He was stripped down to just a pair of boxers, but he looked like he just made it out of a hurricane. His room was messy with discarded clothes and three different bags were sitting on the edge of his bed.
"I'm gonna grab a shower!" You say popping your head into his room.
"Wanna use mine?" He asks, turning his towards you as he holds two different shirts in his hands.
"I'm gonna use Suki's since he isn't home yet."
"Ok, you packed for tomorrow?"
"Yep! All done." You beam happily.
And it was such a genuine smile he gave you. All dopey and lazy. Like he wasn't just in the middle of running mind ragged over trying to pick out a simple shirt to wear.
"Let me know if you need anything."
"Pick that one." You say pointing to the dark blue shirt in his right hand. "Brings out your eye color."
He gives you a slight nod and drops the other shirt back into the dresser before you turn and walk away. He might be a grown man, but sometimes he overwhelmed himself with simple tasks. He just needed someone who would take on making decisions for him.
Which you were more than happy to do. It came easy really, now that you had kinda gotten used to what you were doing. It took a lot less effort for you know when you did have to take those sponsorship calls, and give them answers. Your confidence had grown as well. Not just with your work life but your personal one as well.
All these boys did was encourage you. Always surprising you with the amount of praise they lavished upon you, even if it was a simple task. And as much as you hated to admit it, you felt better when you had that little boost of confidence.
You made quick work of walking to Katsuki’s bathroom and taking a shower. You didn't run through your routine by any means, but you wanted to be finished and out of his room by the time he got home. The last thing you wanted to do was be the reason why he had to wait to crawl into bed.
Drying off and pulling on your panties. you hold your towel to your chest as you search around for the shirt you could swear you brought with you. But it was missing, maybe you dropped it in the hallway on your way here or something?
So with a yawn, you keep your towel to your chest as you open the door and walk into the bedroom. And there rummaging through his own set of dresser drawers was Katsuki.
His eyes quickly peer over at you before going wide. immediately turning his attention back to the clothes in his hands. He was quick to pull out a shirt from his dresser and fling it in your direction. And by sheer luck, you managed to catch it and keep your towel around your chest.
"You just walk around half-naked all the time?" He barks.
You turn around and let the towel drop from your chest. Before you pull your hands through the holes in the t-shirt and pull it up and over your head. Letting the soft material fall down your body.
"I think I dropped my shirt in the hall on my way here." You say turning back around to look at him.
"Didn't see it anywhere." He says back, ignoring looking at you as he heads in the direction of his bathroom.
And before you could even reply to him he had the door shut behind him. Leaving you speechless still standing in the middle of his bedroom.
You couldn't quite grasp the concept that he was so short with you. Like it was understandable that he was tired, but he didn't have to just walk out on you like that! With a huff, you shake your head and head out of his room. Making sure that you close his door a little harder than necessary.
You can't help but let his strange behavior fade though. As you attempt to retrace your short steps from your room to his. Looking for your missing shirt. All the way back to your room you can't seem to find the shirt at all. You even checked to make sure you didn't forget it sitting on your bed. But even there the mysterious article of clothing wasn't there.
Maybe you were just imagining that you even got it out?
Accounting it to tiredness you trudge your way into the living room. Taking up residence on the middle cushion of the large couch. Tucking your legs underneath you as you get comfortable. Not even two minutes later an equally tired-looking Izuku walks in. And almost throws his body down next to yours.
"I didn't think I would get so stressed about packing." He sighs as he looks over at you.
"Well if it makes you feel any better I somehow lost my shirt between my room and the bathroom." You yawn softly. "I can't find it anywhere."
He reaches forward and grabs the remote for the TV from the coffee table. His own yawn escaping his lips as he flips through the channels on the tv. You watch him for a moment as he rubs his face with his free hand, not paying attention to your wandering gaze.
You can't help but notice the way even the small motions he makes cause his muscles to flex and move around. He was no longer the soft scrawny boy of your childhood, but now a massive wall of muscle and scars. Only now his skin had evened out, there were no more horrible bouts of acne and sunburns. Just freckled tan skin, still just as happy as he seemed to be back when he was a kid.
You had to wonder why he didn't have a girlfriend by now, well either of them. You had been brave enough to ask one night after first moving in. Making a joke about how it was going to be awkward when they brought a girl or two home.
Both of them blushed and played it off saying they didn't want or need one right now. That you were a handful already.
But still, they were attractive in their own ways. Katsuki was more conventional than Izuku. But that didn't stop him from having the smile and personality that Katsuki lacked. Both of them carried themselves with a charm that you never knew the exact name for. But you like to think it was because they worked so well together. What one lacked, the other one had. And since you spent most of your time with the two of them, it was almost like they made one whole new person in a sense.
Even with the fighting and bickering they never ceased, they still evened each other out. But it still shocked you that they weren’t interested in dating, or even the thought of it. You still tried to pry, at least a little bit after but you both of them were quick to dismiss your line of questions. It seemed they wanted you to believe that their line of work and lack of free time were the reasons why they didn't date.
"You sure Kacchan didn't steal it?" Izuku asks pulling you out of your thoughts.
You watch as the starts up a show and tosses the remote down on the table. Getting himself comfortable on the couch. His long legs spread wide and he let his arm fall to the side, holding onto your thigh.
"Why would he do that?" You ask confused.
Izuku only shrugs and continues to watch the TV. "He's petty like that."
"He wouldn't would he?" You ask again.
And it was the deadpan look that was Izuku's face. That had you getting up from your seat and wandering back down the hallway to Katsuki’s room. The door is still closed from when you had left only a few minutes prior. Quietly you sneak into his room, dead set on proving Izuku wrong.
You look around briefly for any signs of your shirt. It wouldn't be hard to find in his pristine room. But even as you made your way over to his dresser and opened the drawer he had been in earlier you still didn't find it. Ducking down you look around the corner of the dresser and even over to the bed, hoping to find the missing shirt. You felt dumb for believing Izuku. Lifting yourself from the ground and turning back towards the open door. Set on leaving Katsuki’s room once again, until a noise stops you dead in your tracks.
It was a moan, hushed and quiet but it was enough to have your head whipping to the closed bathroom door. You could still hear the faint running of the water, but as you stood like a deer in headlights you heard it again. Breathy and heavy on the other side of the door.
What the hell was that and why did it make you want to melt?
He wasn't doing what your mind instantly jumped to was he? No, no he couldn't be! You did not just accidentally walk in on one of your best fucking friends jerking off in the shower, did you?
"Fuck!" It was still hushed, but you heard it plain as day.
The strained whine. Left his voice more high-pitched than anything you have ever heard come from him before. It set your stomach on fire, making it dance around inside of your body. Sending heat flooding out into your limbs. It was instant and searing the way the sound rushed through your ears and through the rest of your body.
Leaving you too stunned to move, much less think as you continue to listen from your position. It was hushed, too quiet for how Katsuki was known for being, but it was definitely him. Still rough around the edges of his voice you could pick up on the baritone of his speech. Slurred and heavy as he tried to keep himself unsuspecting of the rest of the house.
You can't help but stay frozen in the middle of his bedroom staring at the closed door. Wishing for one more chance at hearing that sound escape him once again. But as luck would have it, you heard the water shut off instead.
You try as best as you can to quickly and quietly dash for the door back into the hallway. Almost panting by the time you make it back into the living room and plop down. Still in a complete haze at what you had just heard.
"You find it?" You hear Izuku ask, but he sounds so far away.
It was like your ears were filled with cotton. Head swimming in lewd thoughts about what the blonde was up to behind that wooden door.
"Huh?" You managed to get out after a moment.
"I said did you find it?" He asks again. "Your shirt?"
Oh no, your shirt had long been forgotten now. You shift around in your seat, shaking your head at the green-haired man beside you. You try to push away your inappropriate thoughts and just stare blankly at the tv in front of you. You found it nearly impossible to concentrate on the images that were playing across the screen. As you felt your stomach jump at how seductive his voice sounded.
"You ok?" Izuku asks leaning forward to get a better look at you. "You look like your gonna pass out." His voice picks up in concern.
You must have looked ill because he didn’t have that face unless he thought something was wrong. How long had you been sitting there next to him before he had managed to catch your attention? Mulling over the thought of what your shared best friend had been doing in the privacy of his own bathroom. The thought was more than enough to force your face to heat up again. Waiting to kill over from embarrassment.
"I, I'm fine. I think I gonna head to bed though." You manage to pull yourself together long enough to give him a small smile. "We have to be up early in the morning." You add.
Quickly you get up and start to head toward your bedroom before he has the chance to argue. You know it's only nine at night. But you had to get yourself and your head back into a state that wasn't being clouded by a haze of lust.
You were walking so fast. You didn't even realize that you walked right into the hot hard chest of the exact person you didn't need to see.
"The hell you going so fast?" Katsuki barks as his hand comes up to catch you before you can recoil from the impact.
His large hand wrapped around your upper arm, keeping your feet under you as you regain your balance. Your hands shoot up to hold on to his naked chest, and you can feel the hot skin under your now clammy palms. The moisture of the hot shower still dripped tiny droplets down his skin. And you can't help but gasp at the sensation of him touching you, voice raspy and deep as he speaks to you.
Fuck, this was the last thing you needed right now. He was the entire reason why you were trying and failing to escape to the safety of your bedroom. You couldn’t make yourself be around him. Not while you could still picture how he must have looked still in the forefront of your mind.
You needed to get away, and as fast as you could.
"You look like your gonna pass out?" He says again, but he wasn't really speaking to you.
"That's what I said!" Izuku yells, and you hear him pull himself from the couch to come up standing just behind you.
"Oi, brat you ok?" Katsuki almost demands from you, but you can't find it in yourself to make your voice work right away.
"I, I'm going to bed." You squeak before you slither yourself away from Katsuki. Flinging yourself down the hall. And retreating to your bedroom, and slamming the door shut far too quickly. the echo of the slam echoed through the house.
You can't help but throw yourself into your bed, letting your face hit your pillow. Your body reeling from the fact that it was so hot currently in your room. You tried your best to deny the flood of heat that took over your body. It was weird right?
You should be grossed out by what you just heard! You shouldn’t be letting your body react to hearing one of your best fucking friends moaning. Of all things in the privacy of his own bathroom. Now you just felt like a total pervert. If you had just ignored what Izuku had said. Then you would have never heard such a glorious sound comes from Katsuki. And you could continue to live life as normal.
But now your mind has still plagued the sound and what exactly he was doing behind his door.
You couldn't even be bothered to pay attention to the rising voices coming from the living room. As you feel yourself being taken over by another wave of embarrassment. They were fighting, but you didn't care to know about what. All that mattered to you at the moment was trying to find some kind of way. To make yourself feel less like some creepy pervert for eavesdropping on your friend.
God, you really needed to go out and get a hobby. You were spending way too much time shacked up here with them. They were starting to consume every ounce of your mind. From sun up to sunset, your entire day was filled to brim with them.
It didn't even leave you a slim chance at going out to even try and flirt with someone, let alone date. What we're your options at this point?
Wait for someone to show up at the door, and ask you out? Your office was here. You lived here. You didn't really have friends. Besides the two idiots that were still bickering away in the living room.
Between the panic, your mind was going through. and the realization that you were doomed, you fell asleep at some point.
Your mind is in a sleepy haze as you hear the door to your room crack open. Turning slightly you look over to see the unmistakable figure of Katsuki. entering your dimly lit room. He stays quiet as he walks closer to your bed. Before you watch him with sleep-filled eyes lean over and plug your phone into its charger. Setting the device on your nightstand.
He watches you for a moment before he leans down and pulls your covers up your body. Making sure to tuck you in better than you had done yourself. The action is gentle and soft as you feel his warm hand trace along your exposed cheek. Pushing back the hair that had fallen in your face.
He leans down and kisses the top of your head giving you one last look before he turns and walks out. shutting the door quietly behind him. But you couldn't help the smile that found its way into your lips as you fell back asleep.
He was such a sweet guy, any girl would be lucky to have him.
The next time your body becomes conscious. You hear the annoying tune of your morning alarm going off. The sun had yet made its grand entry into the sun, but you were still forced to rise before it.
Rolling onto your side you take a couple of minutes to let your body adjust to being alive once again. Rolling your ankle and stretching your arms above your head. Feeling your limbs stretch out the stiff muscles as you wake up.
You had barely even decided to roll out of bed. When you hear the door to your bedroom open and a curly mess of green hair popped its head inside.
"Morning angel wanted to make sure you were awake," Izuku says, yawning a little in the process.
"M' wake." You mutter back, still under the blanket of sleep.
"We still have twenty minutes before we leave, so take your time."
He leaves your door cracked and you hear him putter down the hallway back to his room. After a couple more minutes you finally force your body to stand. Still, a little unbalanced as you find your will to move.
Taking your time you head to the bathroom. Brush your teeth, and wash your face before you decide on what you wanted to do with your hair. Fixing it in a simple style and forgoing makeup just for a car ride.
By the time you exit the bathroom. You are met with a semi-dressed Izuku carrying his large overnight bag into the living room. You were rushing by the time the driver showed up. Quickly throwing on your matching black joggers and top you pick up your bag and head for the front door.
"Not even gonna say bye?" You hear Katsuki bark. Turning your head towards the kitchen he walks out to greet you.
Well in his own way he did. He closed the short distance between you quicker than you would have been able to. Holding out your favorite coffee tumbler before he stands there waiting for you to take it from him.
"Thank You, I didn't know if you were here or not." You say taking the cup from his warm hand.
"You owe me for last night by the way." He says gruffly. "I come home and you dipped for bed as soon as I got here."
“I’m sorry,” you say still a little embarrassed. “I really wasn’t feeling like myself last night. But I promise whatever you want as soon as I’m back,” You say happily.
The incident was wiped from your mind as you looked into his sleepy eyes. Even if he was early to rise every day, he still didn't care for it. You can't help but want him to go to sleep. You know neither of them got enough of it.
“Don’t know what went wrong last night, but your mine when you get back,” He says gruffly.
And before you have a chance to back away he pulls you into him. His well-defined arms, hug you lightly to his chest, his head coming down to the rest of the top of yours. He takes a moment like he isn’t quite ready to let you go. Before you feel the soft huff of his breath on your crown and he kisses the top of your head.
“Be safe while I’m gone, please,” You ask him softly, as he finally releases you from his hold.
You were being sincere. You know he had a habit of being reckless. And even if you were only going to be gone for a day, you still didn't want to worry too much about him. They both meant too much to you. And in their line of work, the small things could get you killed.
“You keep him outta trouble. He likes to wander,” He tells you, his tone losing some of its early morning roughness.
“We’re gonna be late Kacchan,” Izuku says from the front door, looking at the time on his phone.
“Keep yer fuckin pants on,” He barks at his childhood friend.
With one last glance, you make your way over to the front door, Katsuki two steps behind you. And as you exit Izuku stays silent as he hits the button for the elevator and lets you step inside first. The last thing you see is Katsuki closing the door just as the ones on the elevator start to shut.
The driver was quick to grab your stuff from Izuku as you exited the doors of the lobby and walked out onto the street. And just as quick to open the door for you. Sliding into the darkened SUV you pull yourself across the seat until you hit the other door. Leaving more than enough room for your green-haired hero to climb inside.
“It should only take a couple of hours,” Izuku tells you as he closes the door. “You should try and get some more sleep.”
You mull over his words as the driver gets in and sets off at a fast pace, meeting the morning traffic. It was quiet, not even the radio was playing as you seat in the back of the SUV. It was far too early for you to even think about being up, the sun wasn’t even fully up yet. Grabbing your phone you check the time and groan when it reads across your screen. Five-fifteen am.
“As much as I like the thought of that, I don’t know if I’ll be able to fall asleep in a moving car."
It was hard for you to do. You just had to be the weird one in your family. Everyone else was easy to lull to sleep with the soft hum of the engine going and set on cruise control. But fate had never decided to be so nice to you. You would toss and turn, eventually ending up with a sore neck and a bad attitude from him.
But Izuku ever the helpful just looks up from his phone and gently pats the thigh closest to you.
"Just lay down, bet I can get you relaxed enough to sleep."
You doubted him, but you sigh before doing as he said. Scooting your body to Kay out across the long black seat and resting your head gently on his lap. Almost immediately his fingers find your hair. Working their way through your locks until he could gently scratch your scalp.
He played on his phone with his free hand. Engrossed in whatever he was reading and you close your eyes and try to focus on the distant call of sleep. His touch was soft and roaming the longer you lay there. Working from the roots of your hair, to gently rubbing soft circles into your back.
Adjusting yourself more he slipped his hand under the hem of your shirt. His long fingers splayed on your lower back and hip. You swore you could hear him sigh as he gently grabbed your soft flesh and massaged your side.
"You know Kacchan is jealous you came with me." He glances down at you.
"There'll be more than enough time for me to force him to do something like this." You say with a sleepy yawn.
"He hates this type of thing." He says with a warm chuckle. "Good luck getting him to go."
"I don't think he could tell me no." You say with a giggle.
And Izuku chuckles right along with you, the sweet heavy morning voice of his, still in the late stages of waking up. It's comforting to hear it, you almost forgot what he sounded like when he laughed like that.
"We can't say no to you," He says lightly.
"You too Zuku?" You ask with a sleepy smile.
"Anything you wanted, I would make it happen." He told you with confidence.
It made your heart completely melt. If you hadn't already been soft since day one for these dumb boys in your life. Then that would have been the nail in your coffin.
Izuku had always been one who wore his emotions on his sleeve. Never shy about getting emotional or sharing his fondness for others. So you knew without a doubt in your mind that he meant what he said. If it was in his power he would try his hardest to get you want you wanted.
You don't know if you loved or admired him more at that moment. Just as his fingers absently danced a small circle along your hip. his warm hands comforting you as he inched his hand deeper under your shirt. Coming to rest on your stomach, almost pulling you further into his lap.
It worked. It was more than enough to lull you into a state where you could fall back asleep. Peaceful and warm as you slept on one of your best friends.
It still amazed you. How both of your boys were so successful and handsome that they were still single. After all this time neither of him had even so much as dated anyone seriously. Both of them in their own way would make the most astounding partner to someone.
Maybe they felt guilty for the dangerous profession they chose. Or how each minute of their day was a crunch for time. But maybe you also needed to encourage them to get out more, and see people. Before they knew it they were going to be single and alone. Missing out on life's small pleasures, and you didn't want that. They deserved the world!
As you drift off to sleep you make a mental note for yourself. They needed to start enjoying life a little. As their assistant, that duty was going to fall on your shoulders.
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Description-A women who used to be madly in love with a man was accused of being his murderer. They claimed the murder weapon that was used had her finger prints! What will happen? What can she do to prove her incense? Or maybe she doesn't wanna do that at all!?
Warnings- Foul Language, Sexual thoughts, Groping (consensual??), Flashbacks, short chapter
Rating- Mature, 18+ MDI
Word count-
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This isn’t proof read yet, but I’ll get around to it! I wrote this story myself so please don't copy or rewrite my story in any shape way or form. If my work gives you ideas please credit me or tag me. If your willing to read my story I hope you enjoy.
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I feel amazing! So free, and welling! So..In love…Would be what I would say if I didn’t hate everybody guts! I hate everything and everyone for what’s happened to me. I didn’t do a thing back when I was accused, doubted, and violated. Everybody who I needed to have my back have turned on me…And I hate them all! I guess that’s why I’m here today standing over the body of the trusted…
{2 years ago..}
“Hey, Beautiful!” Daren exclaimed, happiness and love filled his voice, as he joined me at the back table of my favorite cafe. He slide into the cushioned seat in front of me smiling as he placed his pitch black briefcase on onto the flat surfaced wooden table by its handles. “Hey,” I smiled widely, happy he could make it.
Me and Daren have been a couple for five months, two weeks, and four days, but we’ve known each other since college year’s. He went to school for business, to be the greatest lawyer in the market and he is. Daren’s never lost a case it seemed like a breeze to him as if justifying people innocents in court was as easy as breathing air. He’s a great man, very smart and polite, good looking and powerful, stubborn yet endearing. I could go on and on about what I love about him.
“How’s your day been? Did you already order your food yet?” He asked, slipping his blazer off and rolling up the sleeves of his tan turtleneck sweater. He ran his hands through his curly chestnut brown chair and slide the unused menu beside him to be placed in front of him. “Uh, no..I haven’t,” I giggled folding my hands together on top of the table. “I was waiting for you, but I already know what I wanna eat.” I sigh, looking around the small welcoming cafe.
Being in this cafe was always nice. It was never to cold or hot. Never to loud or to silent. The worker are nice to everyone always smiling and greeting customers as they enter the small place. I felt loved when I was here, the atmosphere was better in here then in my own home..Or my mother and father’s. I turned back to look at Daren holding back a small chuckle as I observed his signature concentrated look as he stared down at the Menu. His hazel almond shaped eyes scanned over the menu quickly, looking back and forth up and down, eventually he let out a sigh.
“Need some help?” I giggle a little reaching my hand over the table to touch his arm gently. “Don’t laugh at me…yes, I do need help.” He sighed yet again in defeat sliding the menu over to me with a pout as her slowly removed his arm from under my hand, grabbing it instead and hanging onto it.
I laugh taking the menu in my free hand and flipping it around to face me correctly. “Hm? Let’s see. Well it your Lunch break so how about some pasta or a burger maybe?” I glance at him waiting for a response, but when there wasn’t one I continued. I listed more of the options for lunch on the menu, glancing at him each time a food option spilled from my mouth. “Stop.” He says, suddenly squeezing my hand in his grasp. I look up from the menu and to him confused. “What I want to get isn’t on the menu..” He grins, yet I was still confused. “Do you wanna go someplace else?” I pout, sad about the thought of having to leave.
“No…I talking about you.” He bite his lip, rubbing his thumb over the back of my hand. “About…Me?” I asked again with a puzzled look thinking for a second.. “Me?….Oh!” I gasped finally understanding. I pull my hand away from and gave him a playful slap on his arm. “You’re disgusting!” I laugh loudly, him joining in in my laughter.
“I’m serious!” He chuckles, “I haven’t ate you in a while. Miss your flavor on my tongue,” He smirks, catching his bottom lip between his teeth as he stares deep into my eyes. “Well maybe if you chill out a bit with all that working you’d be able to come over? I miss you.” I sigh calming down my laughter as I stare back into his eyes with a loving glare. 
Seeing him gives me so much happiness. Anytime he walks into the same room I’m in it feel amazing. Lately though our relationship seemed different? He was more laid back and reserved, hung up to quickly, or never had any free time to hangout. I don’t know if I did anything but it’s hard for me to blame myself when we haven’t spoken in a while. I couldn’t help but wonder maybe that could be the reason…I mean I reach out all the time, but maybe that’s not enough?
“You’re always busy…never really see you anymore..” I whisper loud enough for him to hear. He sighs and looks away with an expression that wasn’t readable. “Hey?” I tilt my head to the side, “You, okay?” I slowly pull my hand from his to bring both my hand to cup his face and and turn him to face me. “What’s wrong, Hunny?” I sadly smile twisting his head side to side gently as I ask him.
Finally he diverts his gaze back to me and takes a deep breath. He opens his mouth to say something before cutting himself off and nodding his head. “You sure? You know you can tell me anything right?” I coo, taking a breath in and out as well. He looks down at the table his eyes moving back and forth as panic flashes all over his face. He looks up and moved his hands to cover mine removing my hands off his face to hold my hands in his. “I-”
“Hello, are you guys ready to order?” A lovely sweet voice cuts in. I look over to her giving her a smile with a small head nod. “Uh, yeah can I get two orders of-…”
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Daren walks in front of me as we gather our things to leave the cafe. He helps me put my velvet coat on before reaching to hold the door open for me to exit. I walk out and turn around to face him adjusting my purse on my shoulder and fixing my gloves over my hands. Snow falls from the gray sky and I stare at Daren.
“You’ve been quite ever since our food came? Wh-…what Is it you wanna tell me?” I cross my arms over my chest and wait. He shoves his hands into his pocket as the door closes back with a golden bell quietly ringing. The cold wind blew and whistled in our ears as we stared at each other. “It’s nothing..” he mutters walking a little closer to me, making me have to look up at him. He wraps his arms around my waist slowly moving his hands down to my ass grabbing and squeezing it.“Let me just take you home, okay?” He smiles a little letting go of me and backing up a bit to hold his hand out. I sniff from the cold and sway side to side before giving in and taking his hand in mine.
He nods and starts to walk us to his white Honda jeep, leading me to the passenger side to open the door. I thank him as I hop into the Jeep placing my purse in my lap and buckling in. He closed the door and walked around to his side, getting in and starting the car.
I watch as he gets settled before speaking, “I could’ve taken the bus home you know? My house is in a different direction then yours.” I shiver a little rubbing my gloves hands together and blowing on them. “It’s no problem…I wouldn’t make you walk to the bus stop when it’s freezing and snowing.” He bluntly replied, turning up the heat in the car and pulling off and out of the parking lot.
The drive was silent, every time I tried to start up a conversation his answered it with a one word reply and just like that It went silent again. Soon he pulled up into my driveway placing the car in park and turning to look at me. “What?” I ask Unbuckling my seatbelt. “Why’d you get a house with a driveway and garage if you don’t know how to drive and don’t have a car?” He laughed a little, before getting quite again, coughing it out. “I liked the house, and it’s useful for when I have company. You know, so they don’t have to park on the street?” I answer smiling and shaking my head, I lean back against the seat enjoying the warm air. “Are…are you gonna come in?” I glance over at him.
“..no, not today…” he muttered, staring out the windshield. I shake my head a little and suck my teeth. “Daren! Tell me what’s wrong? Why are you acting like this towards me?” I complain and whine fixing myself to face him completely. He scrunches his eyebrows together frowning as he glares at the garage door in front of him. “You’re upset because I don’t wanna come inside and fuck you?” He questions, grunting through this teeth. My eyes widened, “Excuse me!” I say offended, leaning back a little and frowning now too. He turned to look at me making me gasp at his change of demeanor.
“What’s the problem with me not wanting to come inside huh?” He raise a brow. “There’s no problem with weather you wanna come inside or not! The problem is your attitude..you giving me the cold shoulder all of a sudden? What the problem is, is that I have no idea why you’re upset? That’s the problem!” I exclaim becoming enraged now, as I move my finger along with my words. “Why are you trying to pick a fight with me right now? I’m not fucking upset!” “Yes you fucking are!” I shout over him.
“Just tell me what’s wrong instead of having an attitude with me!” I shout, shaking my head to the side making a staring at him. “Just drop it-” “No! I wanna know what your “problem” is?” “Gabriela!” He warns, “Just tell me wh-” “I HAVE A FUCKING WIFE!”
. . . .
“What..?” I whisper, eyes darting back and forth trying to wrap my head around the words (word) he just said. “Wife?” I repeat, cringing as it rolls of my tongue. His eyes widen as he realizes what he just said. “Gabby I-” “You’re…Married?” I cut him off as the words repeat in my head on replay. I don’t look at him. I can’t even bare to see his face so I chose to be silent.
“Gabby?” “Gabby say something!” He panics, staring at the blank expression on my face.
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Description-A women who used to be madly in love with a man was accused of being his murderer. They claimed the murder weapon that was used had her finger prints! What will happen? What can she do to prove her incense? Or maybe she doesn't wanna do that at all!?
Rated- Mature
Word count- 1052
A/N- Keep In Mind!
I wrote this story myself so please don't copy or rewrite my story in any shape way or form. If my work gives you ideas please credit me or tag me. If your willing to read my story I hope you enjoy.
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I sat in a dark part of the room handcuffed to a metal chair. My hair is messy, my eyes watery and tied, and my voice is sore from screaming and claiming my incense over and over again. Yet the police officer still slammed his hands on the wooden table claiming that I used the murder weapon, that they dusted and found my finger print on it, and that they wouldn't believe the word of a murderer. That though wasn't even the biggest problem. The real problem was that he was a married man with 2 sons and a baby daughter, and I didn't have a clue.
He conned me, he tricked me. He told me I was the only woman he could ever want and love. He told me that he wanted to marry me and start a family of our own. He told me he'd give me the world and more, but yet he's a dead married man, and I'm the delusional murderer. I would have never kill anybody, never would have even thought about it, but after being told I was a family destroyer and being accused of murdering the only man I've ever been so deeply in love with, all I could wish was that I had murdered him.
If I had I probably already be in a jail cell rotting behind metal bars in an orange jumpsuit. I would have a crazy cell mate who'd probably try to kill me or befriend me. I would be eating nasty undercooked food in a cafeteria full of other criminals and police officers with staffs, guns, tasers, and handcuffs. I wouldn't have anybody that would visit me since my own family thought I had committed the crime, and I didn't have any friends since I was a loner. Yet they still haven't placed me in jail but instead they yelled in my face telling me to confess to a crime I didn't do.
"Say you did it you murderer!" An officer yelled, spit flying out of his mouth and onto my cheek.
I rolled my eyes, tired of repeating the same phrase. "I told you millions of times that I. Didn't. Do. It." My voice was scratchy.
The police officer pinched the bridge of his nose, letting out a frustrated sigh. "Listen! The weapon-"
"Yeah yeah I know you said It a bunch of times already. You keep saying it like it's gonna magically make me confess. I'm telling you the truth and I won't change my answer because of some weapon that you probably found in my kitchen!" I snapped, cutting him off.
"And why would you think that?" The officer crossed his arm and raised his eyebrow.
"It's a kitchen knife and you guys invaded my home. There was never a murder weapon before then," I exclaimed throwing my head back.
The officer scoffed "You think your so smart huh?" He chuckled and took a seat in the chair that was placed in front of the table that was in front of me.
I raised my head back up and looked at him with an unamused look. "Meaning?" I smiled, already knowing what he meant.
"I'm guessing you made that assumption up in your free time, am I correct?" He laughed and laid his hands on his head.
I batted my eyelashes "And you didn't deny whether my assumption was true or false, am I correct?" I smirked, holding back my laughter for his sake.
He frowned and stood up placing his hands on the table and leaned forward. "We know you did it!"
"And you have yet not placed me in jail! You've only wasted yours and my time accusing me of I crime I wouldn't even have the gusts to commit!" I grumbled, looking away from him.
He chuckled and his footsteps moved closer to me. I quickly looked at him as he worked his way in front of me. He crouched down to my level and stared at me. He grinned and titled his head.
"I hope you have a good lawyer because all the evidence points to you. You better believe you'll be going to jail and I'll happily escort you there myself with a big smile," He cooed. I growled and glared at him.
I was about to snap back at him but I was interrupted by a woman whose voice was familiar.
"Where is she!" The woman screamed angrily, her voice booming through the hall as she moved closer to the room I was held captive in.
The door was soon slammed open and a woman stood there eyes finding mine and giving me a death stare. She had on a violet colored shoulder dress on, black heel boots that reached her knees, black gloves that reached her elbows, dark brown short curled hair, golden light brown eyes, and a violet colored Louis Vuitton purse that hangs on her arm.
"She won't be speaking anymore!" The women growled, still staring at me.
The officer nodded and stood up looking at me once more before passing her and closing the door behind him.
"You were with her husband!" My mother yelled in disgust
I huffed tired of being accused. "For the last time I didn't do it," I muttered.
"Yes, you did! You loved a married man and killed him when you found out that he had a lover and children!" She snapped, walking over to me and slapping me across the face.
My eyes widened as tears started to bloom in my eyes. I turned to look at her and her expression only made my heart shatter. She had also accused me...My own...Mother!
"I didn't kill him so I refuse to say that I did!" My voice was shaky as I spoke, but I meant every word I said.
She scoffed and walked back over to the door."I didn't raise a murderer! You deserve to rot in jail for the crime you committed. You should be ashamed of yourself!" She opened the door, but stopped and turned around.
"And I'm not getting you a lawyer! You'll have to figure that out on your own," she walked out of the room slamming the door behind her, leaving me in the dimly lit room to cry.
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