Monoma : Honestly, Y/N, why do you even bother with those 1-A trash? They're just gifted amateurs!~ our class? We are the true elites of this—~
[Monoma monologue his usual nonsense, having his arm wraps around Y/N's shoulder as Y/N sighs with a I'm so done expression on his face. Suddenly, before Y/N can say his usual reply, a thwack noise happens]
[Monoma's arrogant smirk instantly vanishes and his eyes roll back, his body going limp before falling onto the floor]
[Standing next to him, her hand still in a karate position, it's Kendo. Y/N immediately walks right behind Kendo and holds her shoulders]
M!Reader : Thaaank yoouuu, my herooo!~ He's been going at it for more than an hour!
[Kendo turns her head around at him with a smile on her face]
Kendo : I did warned you that you shouldn't be alone with monoma in the hallways, sweetheart...
M!Reader : I didn't know it would last that long! Seriously, I could kiss you right now!
Kenda blushing : Uh–Maybe when we're back at the dorms...
tags: trustworthy & respected!yandere!kendo, friends to lovers, slowburn, classmate (1B)!reader, possessive & clingy!kendo, class 1B defending kendo's yandere side
kendo is the class president of 1B! people trust her, look up to her and admire her for her strength. at first glance, she doesn't seem like a dangerous person, with a darker side…
it's that trustworthiness of hers that makes it so easy for kendo to get closer to you. when she starts asking people about you, everyone assumes she's just looking out for a fellow classmate! and they'd gladly give her all the information on you that they have
kendo gets closer to you slowly. she might be driven by her feelings, but not consumed by them. she knows this is the best way to secure a future with you, rather than rushing things and pushing you away in the process
you two start as friends, until kendo takes on more and more space in your life. and before you know it, she's your girlfriend in everything but name. and everyone around you can see that
your classmates begin to ‘ship’ you with each other, noting how cute you'd be as a couple. kendo never has to put that idea in your head, as they will do it for her. her good reputation really helps her in that way…
kendo pretends that it doesn't bother her when you're around the other girls in your class, but she's always staring at you, when you're near them. she tries to smile and look unbothered, but she wishes they'd just leave you alone…
when the two of you do start dating, kendo slowly begins to get more and more clingy and possessive. it all starts with a cute pout and clinging to your arm, as she asks you to spend the day with her instead of studying with the other girls. and it only gets more frequent from there, as you can't say no to her pouty face
before you realize it, you're spending most of your time with kendo. even if you're with your friends, kendo is there as well! and nobody really questions it, as kendo has such a good reputation among her classmates
“it's natural to want to be close to your partner.” or “any girlfriends is a little clingy.” are things that people say to justify her behaviour, if anyone ever questions it. kendo doesn't even have to stand up for herself, as her classmates are quick to defend her! though without knowing it, they only fuel her yandere tendencies and push her to grow more and more bold…
TL;DR: During a hot, steamy night that was just about to get steamier, Kirishima gets the realization that he shouldn't do this with you anymore. With anyone for that matter. He leaves you in the dust, waiting for him to call back. Text back. Do anything. Until you meet someone to fill that hole. Will they help you out or keep you from what you want in the first place?
a/n: if the writing is shit, it's all me not ai. fuck ai
contains: SMUT(mdni), cunnilingus(fem receiving and giving), two women kissing, lesbianisms, bi!reader, fem anatomy, weed, my music taste
Men suck. They were more like boys anyway. Immature, loudmouth, boys.
Three weeks ago, the unthinkable happened. Someone you thought would be the love of your life, the light in the depths of the dark, left you in the dust. The eyes Kirishima looked at yours with, it was full of remorse. Full of sorrow, he wanted to leave you for some time, you could tell. The eyes never lie. It was really over for the two of you. The end of pining, yearning for something more from you, but he never budged. He welcomed you with open arms, but through a platonic and sexual lens. Never romantic.
You were so lucky to be in the “inferior” class rather than his. 3-B never felt so comfortable in your life. The familiar faces you had seen for almost three years, the eyes that never lied, the smiles that faded rarely. They were your rock, and that reminded you of him again. His quirk.
From pebble to boulder, his face appeared on each and every single one. When you two passed through hallways, it felt like you were looking at a stranger, not someone that liked you for you for a year and six months. One and a half years, gone in an instant. Why? How? They were meant to be, but apparently his hero work was more important than lifting up her spirits.
You changed a little bit, you had your hair styled more often so people could compliment you more. You started putting on more makeup other than some type of lashes(whether that be mascara or lash clusters) and lip gloss, this meant blush and concealer were added. Every single addition that you added to yourself tried to cover the pain you were feeling. It would never work.
The damage was already done, even rocks broke your heart into smithereens.
You skipped breakfast more often, trying to mask it as eating healthier rather than sadness. You got more into weed through your friends, one specific friend especially.
You were in Itsuka Kendo’s room, the class representative of 3-B. The two of you were peas in a pod. You two ate lunch together, laughed together, sometimes slept in each other’s beds! That third mention was just to comfort you from your sadness.
“I don’t know why he had to do that to me! He used to be so kind! So hot…” you grumbled, face in Kendo’s pillow. You rolled onto your side, sitting up and looking at her on the opposite side of the bed. The ginger took a hit of her weed pen…or Penny and the Jets as she called it. She loved Elton John.
Kendo was your safe space. The way she was so kind to everyone in your class, even Monoma, was an amazing personality trait of hers. You two have been friends for years, maybe a bit of intimacy couldn’t help either.
Meet Me in the Hallway by Harry Styles played through the TV speakers, Kendo was lucky enough to have one. The album cover intertwined with the warm lighting of the salt lamp. Her room was surely lived in, making it comfortable to anyone that comes in with open arms. Itsuka was someone anyone could count on, no wonder why everyone in the class loved her and her sweet nature. She was such a good listener too, she knew everything about you and your demeanor.
She was the sweet treat after a long, hardworking day.
She was your sweet treat.
“Hold on, I gotta charge Penny,” she reached for the charger next to her bed, plugging in her pen. After plugging it in, she stared right at you with those hazy, soft-focused eyes, resting her chin on her hand, elbow on the bed. “Tell me how he used to talk to you.”
Used to talk, that was a difficult thing to reply for. How did he talk to her?
The redhead was surely smooth with his words, talking like honey straight from the beehive. Anything he said put you in a trance back when you were in love with him. Strings played when he said there was no one else but you. Kirishima was such a person, such a someone that anyone could lean a head on. He was like Kendo. Same starting letter for their last names, kind, encouraging, someone that anyone could talk to. That same safe space that was right in front of her.
The faces looked blurry to you, the meshed into one.
“He was, nice, for sure. Kind mostly,” you leaned back against the wall, hitting the pen that Kendo gave you. Just because. “Kiri- I mean he had such a way with words. If I was a snake, he would definitely be the charmer. The sex was amazing too! Oh my god…”
You kept going on for four minutes and fifteen seconds. Four minutes and fifteen seconds of talking about him. Those expectations of yours were below six feet like the second Queen of England. God save her and bless your heart.
You were never over him, you never would be. You would never be secure without him. Never
“I think I’ve heard enough,” Kendo chuckled, crossing her legs. She looked at you with such grace and maturity. Like you were someone who deserved to be loved publicly. She was looking at you just like how she looked at you before. Except, the weed was getting to her head, her laughter rang through the dorm room like the Liberty Bell across the world from you.
Loud and clear. That was how she wanted you to be too.
Her laughter was perfect, her hair was perfect, her turquoise eyes were perfect. She would be the perfect hero, people would definitely love her. Who wouldn’t?
You would be alright. For now. Boy were you in for it.
Blush crept onto your cheeks, flushing your face the tiniest bit. You pulled out your phone, typing something out. ‘How to know if you like a girl NO AI!’
AI overview immediately came up as the first response. You groaned, turning off your phone and throwing it on the pillow. You sulked, you did not want AI to help you, it was the least bit helpful in your mind. AI meant insincere to you, like someone who didn’t have the same experience as you kept on giving you advice that you have heard for eons on end. You just needed help from someone.
“You need to laugh more,” she cackled, unplugging her half-charged Penny. Kendo took another hit of it, looking at you again with those half-lidded eyes of hers. Who knew turquoise could look so good with orange?
Maybe it would look better if there were two girls kissing.
“Maybe I should, give me a joke to laugh at,” you chided, finger covering your mouth.
“Okay okay, lemme cook…” she thought of some stupid jokes to lift your spirits up, “how do you make an artichoke?”
“...how?”
“You strangle it, silly!” Kendo pushed at your shoulder playfully, but you caught it as a sign to get flustered over it. Your eyes traveled to her hand that pushed your shoulder, then your gaze moved to hers. She was staring at you. You started to giggle, then laugh. The weed got to your head and hit you like a truck. It messed with you like a botched lobotomy.
The two of you stopped laughing after a while, staring into each other’s eyes. Kendo looked at you with an exchanged expression that said ‘are you sure?’ You nodded profusely. She leaned in, and you did too. Her lips pressed into yours. She was soft, smelled like citrus and vanilla. You loved how she smelled. She loved how you smelled too, like mint chocolate ice cream.
The kiss became deeper, more urgent as upbeat music played in her dorm room. It was Innerbloom by Rüfüs Du Sol. Her hands wrapped around your neck, your hands on her chest. Your fingers squeezed and tugged at her breasts, a subtle but noticeable moan escaped her lips. The ginger wanted you to take the lead this time. She knew how much you wanted it. After months of being controlled, you could let loose.
Two broke away from the kiss a minute later, toying with the waistband of her shorts. You wiped your mouth with your other hand. “Did you want this?” You tilted your head down, staring down at her crotch. She nodded.
“You can talk to me, I’m right here.”
“Yes…please.”
You shrugged, tugging her shorts down, revealing some soaked panties. You guessed the weed made her wet. You giggled to yourself, and she furrowed her eyebrows, flicking your forehead with her fingers. “Hey! Let a girl be…”
“I’ll try, I'll try. Let me make you feel good,” you took off her panties, revealing her pretty pussy. She had an orange bush too, kept clean as well. You liked that about girls. You laid down on your stomach, opening her legs apart so you could see it with a better view. It was everything you ever wanted. Something to yourself. Someone to love you publicly and proudly.
Your mouth licked a long stripe along the inside, your index and middle finger spreading her pussy lips apart. It felt so nice to finally eat pussy after years of being on a dick. It was a nice change to you, the changes that led to something better. The light under the tunnel.
Her soft whines and groans led you to suck on her clit too, your ring and middle finger inserted inside of her hole. You liked how in control you were, it felt like the rainbow after the storm. Finally, something to look forward to.
Her hold clenched around your fingers that were pumping deep inside of her. You pulled your face away from her clit, looking straight towards her. Her eyebrows raised as she turned her head back in pleasure, moaning.
“Shit Y/N, how did you learn this?”
“Porn,” you giggled, fingering her even faster. Her breath became shaky, stuttering her words while trying to get something out of her mouth. Kendo looked so pretty like this. Well, she looked pretty while doing anything to you. Women just had that aura to you. It was a trance, enchanting.
Thank god you liked girls and guys. A blessing, never a curse. The more the merrier.
When she revealed that she was closer than she thought, your mouth went back to her pussy, replacing your fingers with your tongue. Your hands grabbed at her thighs, exploring what could never be explored by a man. It was heaven beyond belief, no one could do it like you. You had that power that couldn’t be explained.
It wasn’t a quirk, it wasn’t fate, it was just you. You had that in you.
Then, a loud moan ripped through her mouth. She finally came. After some moments to decompress, you licked whatever juices were left over, wanting to be the best woman you can to your best friend. You two were inseparable after all.
When she put her shorts back on, Kendo crossed her legs, covering her flustered face. She wanted to say something, but couldn’t get the words out just yet. You were patient with her, and vice versa. They were close enough to exchange conversations even during a deafening silence.
After she finally calmed down, she asked a question that would change your whole perspective on her.
“I have an idea to take your mind off of things,” she requested.
“What’s up?”
“Do you wanna be girlfriend girlfriend?”
“Yes.”
After you accepted her invitation, she embraced you into open arms, closing them into a nice, loving hug. This was a way to get back at him. To finally feel happy again. Whether it be the same gender as you, it would be amazing nonetheless.
HELLOOOO i saw you from the post where you said to give you a kendo fic request
I was wondering if you do Kendo x female reader, doing some late night intimacy and slight spice to in (ofc them in timeskip)
Basically goes both reader and Kendo are heros together and Kendo was a little tired than usual, then at night they hae the some comfort type of shi until it turned spicy :p
|| Summary; after coming home from a tough day at work, Kendo's met by reader's comfort.
Requests open!
Started; September 22nd
Finished; September 22nd
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Kendo had just gotten home from a particularly gruelling day at the agency. With a heavy sigh, she set her bag aside and walked to the kitchen. Nearly dragging her feet with how tired she felt. As much as Kendo loved this job, it did not get any easier.
While working on making herself a coffee, you walk into the kitchen and to greet your girlfriend. A smile spreading across your lips at that sight of her. You could tell right away that Kendo was tired. You knew just the thing to help her out...
"Hey, baby," you greeted, joining her by the kitchen counter. At the sound of your voice, you could see the immediate relaxation in Kendo's tense shoulders.
"Hi..." she murmured, hugging you tightly. Seeming to almost melt into you. You hugged back with ease, keeping her as close as physically possible.
"Tough day?" You whispered, lips grazing against her hair. Feeling how she nodded into your chest.
Typically, you would have been out there with Kendo. The two of you have a partnership with your agencies. But after a villain fight a few days ago, you were pretty badly injured. Kendo forced you to take some time off. Lately you've been feeling better and could likely go back out in the next few days. Assuming Kendo let you.
"I'm gonna go start a bath for you, okay?" The sound of your voice relaxed Kendo more than any bath could and part of her didn't want you to leave. However the other part was beyond grateful for you. The way you effortlessly cared about her. Back at UA, she wouldn't have ever expected that the two of you would end up together. For one thing, you had been in Class 1A. She had been in Class 1B. The two had a history of not really getting along. But after all the battles you and Kendo fought side by side, it brought you closer.
She wouldn't change it for anything.
"Mmm... I love you," she replied, voice uncharacteristically quiet. You gave her a soft smile, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
"I love you too, I'll be back."
With that, your touch reluctantly left the warmth of your girlfriend's hold. Headed for the bathroom where you then prepared her a bath. It wasn't much longer before Kendo joined you in the room. Leaning against the frame of the door.
"Have I mentioned lately how much I appreciate you?" Kendo gives you a teasing smile. Your cheeks flush at the praise and your eyes meet hers.
"You always do," you replied. She sauntered forwards, kneeling down to her knees. Meeting your level. You had already been on your knees to prep the bath for Kendo, hand trailing through the water to feel the warmth.
Before Kendo came in, you had taken the time to make the atmosphere more calming. Lighting a relaxing incense off to the side, keeping the lights off and replacing them with various sweet smelling candles. Soft, gentle, lyric-less music in the background on a hidden speaker.
Kendo looked around the room, feeling the stress slowly leave," it's perfect..." she murmured, gaze landing back to you.
"You deserve perf-" you weren't even able to finish your sentence before Kendo's lips were on yours. Soft, yet bruising all the same. Trying to pour all her feelings into the one action.
You pulled her closer, setting yourself down flat rather than on your knees. Making it easier for Kendo to access your lap.
The make out session didn't last long however when you pulled apart, looking at the girl before you with lidded eyes.
"Bath's getting cold..."
"Right- bath." Kendo's cheeks flushed, having completely forgotten the whole reason she was here to begin with. The bath.
She started stripping herself off her clothing, you watched with a held breath. Admiring your girlfriend's effortless charm.
Kendo stepped into the bath, moving slowly to keep the water from splashing you and herself from slipping.
Your arms rested to the edge of the tub, head on your arm and giving her a gaze filled with pure devotion.
"Anything else I can do for you?" You asked, voice soft and barely raising above a murmur.
"Join me?" Kendo suggested, still feeling that familiar pool from their earlier kiss.
A chuckle left your lips and you nodded, getting yourself out of your own clothing before joining her. You had settled in across from Kendo to make some comfortable space between the two of you; though she quickly closed it. Readjusting the two of you so she was between your legs, back rested to your chest.
"Comfy?" You teased, lips trailing the skin just below her ear, venturing down her neck. Soft, measured, carefully placed little bites. Every graze of your teeth would pull a moan from Kendo's throat.
"More than," she'd confirm with a nod. Her eyes meeting yours, lifting your chin and giving you another passionate kiss.
Safe to say, with the amount of time the two of you spent in the bath... it definitely turned cold. Though neither of you seemed to mind all that much. Feeling warmed by each other's touches.
Can you do Itsuka Kendo x Male reader where the two likes to roughhouse/wrestle each other?
Itsuka Kendo and her Boyfriend roughhousing and wrestling
•Other people may look it as weird or strange heck some may see it as toxic but Kendo and her boyfriend loved to roughhouse with each other
•This started before they were dating actually and started when they began living in the dorms during school
•It just started out as playful wrestling between friends until well… it got more intense
•The rest of the class when they walked in on you roughhousing were under the impression that you actually fighting
•That was until they heard the two of laughing during all the communion you were causing and the smiles on both your faces
•That was a weird day for class B seeing there usually collected president act so wild with someone else before
•It wasn't that afterwards that the two of you began dating
•And instead of reducing the amount of roughhousing it actually vastly increased, it especially helped that it was something you both liked doing
•The class at that point also had to learn to be wary around the two of you especially if you were in a room alone together
•Since after a certain incident they learned that roughhousing for the two of eas a way of flirting that leads to more lewd activities that should be done in private
[Please help I don't know if I can tag her or not like how do i do that]
Warnings!!: Shigaraki, blood, knifes, ending isn't very good, enjoy at your own risk.
"Come on, Y/N. Give him back."
You tilt your head innocently up at the red-headed girl. "Give who back?" You ask just as innocently, placing your palms on your chin. "I didn't do anything." You glance away, trying to bite back the smile that tugs on your lips.
Kendo gives you a look, one if it to say: I know what you did.
"Y/N...." She says in a warning tone, placing her hands on her hips and giving you a stern look.
You can't help but let out an amused giggle at her tone of voice. You stand up from your spot on the large crate, giving her an innocent smile. "Yes?" You reply, leaning forward.
Kendo sighs. She holds up three fingers, still one hand on her hip. "Fine. I'm gonna count to three. Ready?" She begins, placing down one finger. "One..." she begins.
This makes you stiffen. Things did NOT end well for you last time she did this, and you'd rather not be taken in by the heros, thank you very much. You're very content with the league of villains. Groaning in dissapointment, your hands make a shooing motion. "Okay, okay. Fine. I'll give the little blonde boy back." You grumble.
Kendo smiles sweetly in satisfaction. She puts her fingers down and nods once. "Thank you." She says, giving you a rewarding pat on the head.
You only grumble in response as you get off the crate, opening it. Inside, is a tied up Neito Monoma, the man you kidnapped from U.A hero academy because you knew it would bring your beloved to you. And he was incredibly annoying. He kept screaming. Honestly, you thought he would actually talk your ear off. So you drugged him, but know you realize that was a bad idea.
Kendo would not be happy with you if she found out you drugged her friend. You gulp, before lifting up the passed out blonde, and handing him to Kendo with a nervous smile on your face. "There. The annoying blonde man is back with you." You stay sternly, very annoyed she was just going to take him and leave. She wasn't even going to spend time with you! How annoying.
Kendo smiles sweetly. "You know, if you really wanted to see me, you could have just asked. I can just sneak out of the dorms." She says softly, stepping closer to you.
You roll your eyes, folding your arms and turning away. "Last time I asked, you left me on read." You snap back.
Kendo scoffs, though its more of a laugh. "Y/N, that was three in the morning! I was asleep!" She shakes her head, turning your head so her soft eyes meet yours.
You grumble, closing the crate again before sitting back down. "You did it for the blonde boy." You mutter, gesturing to Monoma, who Kendo's holding like a suitcase. You can't help but feel jealous, wanting the same attention from her that he got.
"What?" Kendo places her free hand on her hip. "This is different. You kidnapped him." She rubs the bridge between her nose, slightly amused by how jealous you got. "And if Monoma texted me in the middle of the night, asking me to come over and sending me a nude, I would beat him up." She smirks, sitting down next to you and wraping her arm around your shoulders.
You glance away. Now your embarrassed. You hated when she was right, which happens all the time. "Whatever." You respond curtly. Kendo hums in response. She gently cups your cheek, bringing your face back in her direction.
"I love you." She says sweetly, giving your cheek a soft caress. "And please don't kidnap my friend again." She adds.
She was like an enchantress. Everytime she said those words, I love you, you were like putty in her hands. She made you feel loved, which was something you hadn't felt for a long time.
Laying your face in her chest, you let out a muffled sigh. "I love you too." You mumble. You can feel the vibrations in her chest as she chuckles. She strokes your hair, her nails massaging your scalp.
"And no promises." You say quickly, lifting your head out of her chest. Kendo raises an eyebrow, and you quickly hide your face again. "...fine." you mumble.
Kendo eventually has to leave and bring Monoma back to U.A with her. But lucky for you, she doesn't leave without giving you a gentle kiss. You watch her leave the warehouse from a window, a happy and dazed look on your face, feeling a bit giddy.
...
You stare at your phone screen, annoyed and dissapointed.
Where was she?
You stare at the text conversation you two had. You asked her to come over, and she should be here! She even called you and confirmed she would meet you at the same old warehouse you both always met at.
So what was taking so long? She should be here.
"[Ur Villain Name]." A raspy voice says from behind you, making you jump slightly in surprise. Swiftly turning around, you see Shigaraki, staring at you with a stern expression and a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"O-oh. Tomura." You clear your throat, straightening up. "Whats up? Do you need me to go out on a misson for you?" You say, trying to keep your voice steady. How did he find you here? Did he see Kendo? Oh god, is he going to kill her? Your thoughts ran marathons through your head, playing like a broken record.
Shigaraki steps closer to you, a sickening grin on his face. "Just thought I'd check in on you." He says in a low and quiet voice, backing you up into a wall.
You feel your heart beat rapidly. You could see it in his eyes...
He knew.
He knew about your relationship with Kendo.
He was going to kill you.
Shigaraki snaps his fingers, his eyes on you as his sickening grin widens.
Kurogiri lays down a bag. Its not a grocery bag, or a book bag, but a body bag.
Your heart stops.
Kendo was on her way here, wasn't she? What if they got to her before she could get to you?
Then the body bag moves, and someone lets out muffled screams from inside the bag. You immediately run to the bag, tearing it open to reveal a terrified and tied up Kendo.
"Istuka!" You exclaim, hugging her tightly. "I thought they killed you...." you whisper, struggling to keep your voice steady. The best Kendo can do is nuzzle her face into your neck as she closes her eyes.
You glare, turning to Shigaraki. "What did you do to her?!" You growl, holding her tightly in your arms. "She didn't do anything wrong, why are you doing this?" You question, still glaring daggers at him.
Shigaraki lets out a dark chuckle. He tosses a knife at your feet, making a sharp sound as the metal falls to the concrete floor. "Kill her." He says in his dark raspy voice.
Your eyes widen. Fear strikes your heart, your blokd runs cold and goosebumps appear on your skin.
Shigaraki grins devilishly. "I don't like traitors. They piss me off." He begins, reaching a hand up to scratch at his neck. "But I'm very aware the league is all you have left, isn't it?"
He's right. Without the league of villains, you would just be a worthless street dog, feeding of scraps of garbage and begging for the rest of your pathetic life.
"So, kill her. Kill her and you're forgiven." Shigaraki grins, kicking the knife even closer to you. "You can stay with the league, and I won't have to kill you." He says darkly.
"Its her life or yours."
You feel Kendo freeze up at his words. She was terrified.
And so were you.
You dedicated your entire life to the league. You would be dead without their help. They fed you, taught you the right ways of the world, and made you feel welcome in a strange and chaotic world.
Kendo stares at you with fear in her eyes as you pick up the knife.
She trusted you.
Hell, she fucking loved you.
Were you really just going to kill her like she was nothing but a bug?
She watches you as you raise the knife, fury and resentment in your eyes as you stare down at her. Shigaraki watches with a sickening grin, getting some wicked entertainment from this.
Suddenly, you drop the knife to the ground, making it clank as it makes contact with the concrete floor.
You fall to your knees, sobbing as you grip your shirt.
How could you kill her? You loved her. The league may have given you a place to stay, but Kendo was your home.
You wanted to leave the league and start over at U.A with her. You wanted to become the hero you always wanted to be before your life turned upside down.
Kendo begins to cry as well as she watches you sob on the ground.
She wanted to hug you, to take you away from this place, somewhere where you could be free from the world.
The sickening sound of blood splattered on the concrete pierces her ears.
Her eyes widen as she sees Shigaraki stab you through the heart.
Tears stream down her face as you fall to the ground, blood already pooling around your body. She lets out muffled screams through the gag, struggling against the ropes as she trys to reach you.
Shigaraki laughs darkly as he pulls the knife out of your back, kicking your body to the side as he approaches Kendo.
"I should have known she would choose you." He growls as he approaches her, ignoring her kicks and attempts to fight back against him.
"Oh well. Lucky for me, Y/N's quirk wasn't that useful anyways. I'll just save some of her blood for Toga to drink later." He says menacingly.
Kendo's eyes widen as he raises the knife.
This was it.
She was going to die.
She stares at your body, your eyes no longer having the same light to them as they did before.
Kendo shakes her head frantically, snappinf her put of her thoughts.
No.
No, this wasn't how it was going to end for her.
She needed to make the world a better place for you.
She promised.
Kendo glares up at Shigaraki, acting quickly before he can lower the knife into her scalp. She swipes his legs, causing him to tumble backwards onto his ass as he drops the knife.
Kendo swiftly jumps up. She does her best to sprint out of the building, out and away from Shigaraki.
they love mornings like these, their arms wrapped around you. they love mornings like these, when they can watch you peacefully rest. they love mornings like these, when they can be with you before their busy day starts.
