A/N: So this isn't my normal thing to write. I don't usually delve too much into NSFW stuff. Forgive me if he seems ooc or the details don't line up right. Im going to try my best with a warning, but if something is labeled wrong or needs to be added, please let me know.😅
Synopsis : Being Deku's patrol partner, it gets tiring seeing him always overworking himself. Whether it's taking on extra patrol or doing paperwork for other people's cases. Regardless, you've been helping him work around that by simply being there. If he's going on those extra shifts, so are you, if hes doing extra work, so are you. He's tried to fight it, but the argument of 'he's doing it too' wins. Obviously, this has led to a lot of time together. Your tactics have become more playful as you get more comfortable with putting your foot down when he's trying to pick up more work.
⚠️Warnings⚠️: MDNI 🔞 NSFW Fem!reader X Prohero Izuku, Aged-up Izuku, masturbation in the shower (Izuku), reader catches him moaning her name, reader teases Izuku, Begging (Izuku)he calls reader angel like once or twice, no beta reader... (if i forgot something to warn let me know. This is my first time posting something like this)
You look over seeing that Deku was pulling over another file to work on, but they had finished with their work for today. You huff and walk around his desk. After picking up his file and moving it, you hop up on the desk to sit.
"You said I don't get to overwork myself, so neither do you. If you try to use the sides of the desk I'll just lay across it, and if that doesn't work-" you place your feet on the chair on either side of him, "I'll just move where im sitting." You use your feet to pull the chair closer and leans your knees against the head rest on either side of his shoulders, "do we really need to go that far?" Deku quickly pushes the chair away and gets up. He faces away from you,
"N-..*achem* No. I'm gonna go shower.. and change." His words seemed strained and you worried you'd gone too far. You watch him leave then finishes tidying up the room.
Once you were ready, you head to go change. You were passing by the entry for the male side and could hear quiet pained whimpers. You wa
Ere worried that Deku was hurt ot that she really did go too far earlier. At least, you thought that until you could hear your name,
"Y-Y/n... Y/n mmn.." you quickly looks around to make sure no one is nearby then cautiously step into the male shower area. The closer you got the more clearly you could hear the show and his quiet and stuttered moans. Your eyes widen, taking in the sight before you. His back against the side show wall, his wet hair messily pressed against his forhead, and his head leaning to the side.
"..damn" the word slipped out before you had had the chance to catch it.
"Fuck!" Izuku jumped his hand stuttering to a stop, "sh-shit.. when did- why are-"
"Oh dont stop on my account. If this is how youre going to overwork yourself, you've got the green light." You waved one of your hands dismissively, your eyes never lifting from where his hand was. Izuku took a moment to think about it, utterly embarrassed but aware of an opportunity to fulfill his need.
"Y/n.." your gaze snaps up to his pleading and desperate look, "I-.." he swallows his doubt, "I need you." A warm sensation flutters in your stomach and you almost melt for him right then and there.
You looks over the shower, you hated the idea of being so exposed in a dirty and small space, but for him? For that look on his face? You'd do just about anything.
"I'll make you a deal. You finish f'me, show me how pretty you look begging for me.. and you can have whateve you want." You offers and coo, "that sound fair? ..Izu~" Izuku's hand tightens and he whimpers at how soft his name was said. He nods his head repeatedly choking out a,
"Y-yes. Yes. I.. can do that"
"Atta boy" you hum, you slowly strip from your clothing and ensuring it was in a dry spot, but kept your bra and panties on. His eyes glance over you only breifly. Red takes over his face and he looks away. You click her tounge, "you can look Izuku-" he lets out another whimper, "awe, you like me calling you by name? Hm? Pretty boy~" you watched as his hand picked up speed and soft moans slipped from his lips. You step in the shower behind him and ghosts your lips over his neck. You look to see if he is okay with further touch and to your delight hr gives a pathetic nod.
"Please~" he begs
"Please.. what?" You quirks a brow
"Fuck.. pl- ngh... please kiss me, t-.. touch me ah~"
"Mmm-" you hums against his neck, raking your teeth along Izuku's pulse point, "only because you asked so nicely." You pepper slow kisses along his neck and on his lower jaw. "Is this what you wanted?" You purr. Surprisingly he shakes his head and you quirks a brow again, "oh~ what did you have in mind, hm?" Your arm snakes around and drags down his stomach, stopping before it reaches where he needed you most.
"Mmn.. i wan- Back in the office I- Ieeee" his voice spiking as your hand gently dragged along his inner thigh.
"Keep going Izu" you warn him and start to pull away.
"Wait! Ngh, Y/n please. I-I back in the office" he quickly sputters out. "I wanted hah.. to pull you your legs ov-over my shoulder and tell you if-" he hisses as your hand drag along his inner thigh again, much closer to where his wanted you. "-if you want me to leave then give me a treat."
"You were gonna -tell- me, hm? Was that all you were going to do Izuku?" You gently kiss the top of his ear as he lets out a gutteral moan.
"Ifff I finish I'll show you"
"If? Awe you dont think you can make it? You need help that bad Izu?"
"Yes..yes. I need you Angel, ineedyousobadpleaseangelplease" it was quick how deeply he dived into desperate pleas. He begs you as his hand moves faster trying hard to imagine it was you.
Your eyes were blown wide with lust. It was entertaining seeing him squirm and beg but it was obvious that this was just as hard for you as it was for him. The whole time your legs were squeezing and rubbing against each other behind him. The action hadn't gone unnoticed by him. After moving to his side, away from the water, you take his free hand guides it into yoyr panties.
"You feel that?" You lightly drag his fingers over your slick lips, "You don't want to waste that do you? Hm, Izu?" He mananges to sneak a quick swipe over your clit before you pull his hand out, biting back a moan. His gaze was watching yoyr every reaction as you pulls that hand up to your lips. You licks and clean his hand slowly. Your eyes slowly fluttering close. He pulls his hand out of yoyr mouth but not from your hand. Moaning your name breathlessly as he finally snaps, his hips stuttering to a stop. Ropes of cum spurting out. "Good boy~" you reach over giving his dick a few pumps to help milk his high. However, Izuku quickly grabs yoyr wrist and pins it over your other wrist, against the wall. He leans up and kisses her roughly.
"Put you clothes on. We're going back to my office, " he commands through gritted teeth. You giggle and do as you're told
Just thinking about Pro-Hero Red Riot dragging Dynamight along to one of his monthly visits to a local childrens hospital where he turns up in full hero gear to visit the sick children and Bakugou thinks it’s gonna be an absolute waste of time until he sees the way these childrens faces light up at the sight of the two hulking Pro-Heroes coming into the ward.
After the first visit Bakugou finds himself coming back regularly, often with Dynamight merch and toys (some which aren’t even on general sale yet) just to gift it to these children and to watch their faces light up again.
And his PR team keep trying to get him to do interviews, and the paps swarm the outside of the building trying to get the scoop but he refuses to talk to anyone about it. He’s not doing it for the publicity or the rankings, he’s doing it because he wants to. And the only pictures that surface are ones the parents have taken of their children or ones you post of him with them— the softest expression on his face as he gives the kids high fives or crouches down to their level to talk to them face to face. Gauntlet-arms resting on his thighs as he listens to them talk animatedly about heroes and their favourites— one little girl claiming her absolute favourite hero is Deku. And you hear Bakugou scoff and go “Yeah, he’s alright.” But the following week Pro-Hero Deku turns up to meet the girl, claiming that his friend Dynamight sent him.
Ahdvdv the music choice for that request is immaculate (they never fail to give me good music), and lemme tell you that has soft and giggle Jiro moments written allll over it
I kinda wanna try something. Send me three songs and I'll try to make a short.. um drabble? ficlet? Im not sure which term would be mire appropriate but uh yeah 😊
Oh oh and if you want it to be for a specific character(s) lemme know and I'll try to do that.
Summary: It's been a year since you sang on stage with the band. You were driving home from a lovely night out with your girlfriend, Saeko. A car ran a red light and as hard as you tried to dogdge it.. it still ran and smack into your side. Everyone managed to make it out alright, scratches, a few concussions, and.. After the crash you decided to take break from everything including your relationship with Saeko. Your fans are starting to get worried about since they haven't heard much since the accident. After reconnecting you're starting to realize just how much you miss her and how much you miss being on stage.
Warnings: reader is a wheelchair, intrusive thoughts, anxiety and angst
Inspiration:
Any lyrics within the story are not mine and belong to this song.
Today the blanket wasn’t being torn off you. Today the blinds aren’t being ripped open. Today your bandmates weren’t dragging you out of your bed ‘for your own good.’ No... Today was different.
You flipped the corner of your blankets to the side and slid off the bed to the floor. The usual weight that seems to hold your arms down in an unbreakable paralysis pushed you forward. You almost managed to crawl to your bathroom when one of your bandmates came rushing in,
“Y-! ../N, oh. I thought you fell onto the floor or something.”
“Nope! Crawled down on my own.” You state matter-of-factly before continuing to crawl. You could hear a hesitant breath from your bandmate as they tried to hold back a laugh.
“I know this is an improvement, but do you want your chair? Or maybe some help to your shower?”
“Actually... The chair would be helpful. I’m realizing I probably need clothes for after the shower.” The two of you share a laugh.
After some help and a nice shower, you were ready for the day. Well… appearance-wise any way. You wheeled over to the computer and pulled up the recent messages you’d shared with Saeko. For the past week, you’ve been making casual conversations with her. You couldn’t deny that it felt strange how easily she picked up like no time had passed, but it gave you hope. At first, you didn’t have the words to explain why you pushed her away after the crash. It took a lot of reflection and having these simple talks with Saeko for it to hit you… Punishment. Despite not being the cause of the crash, you were the one behind the wheel, so there must have been a mere you could have done … right?
You quickly shook the thoughts from your head. No, you did what you could and kept her safe. Again your eyes land on that flashing typing line.
{Would you-} *tap tap tap*
{I wa w wondering if mayber-} *tap tap tap*
You rub your eyes and groan. ‘She needs to know… I need to know…. I need to know if there's a chance she’ll forgive me.’ A deep breath in and out seemed to be the boost of confidence you needed. Your hands slip from your fave and return to the keyboard.
{You know how I was asking if you’re going to be at the summer festival tonight? Well, I’m rejoining my band tonight and would really like it if you’d join me on stage for the last song tonight. You don’t have to answer now or at all; I’ll know if you join me on stage.. Se you tonight}
*sent*
You bump your head on your desk and rest your forehead there. ‘Why did I use tonight so many times?’ you thought uselessly. It doesn’t matter anymore; the message is sent, and there are things to do.
Time seemed to be the definition of an oxymoron. The day passed by in a blur but still managed to feel like each second was an eternity. Kinda funny how anxiety works when you're waiting: you want to get it over with, but the closer it gets, the more fear builds up in the pit of your stomach. You were winding up the end of the second to the last song. You found yourself fighting off the urge to look back and see if Saeko was there waiting. After all, your fans gave you a warm welcome for your return to the spotlight. It's only fair you give them your full attention till the last song.
"Alright, everyone, this will be the last song before those fireworks go off. I hope you all are as excited as I am." You announced to the crowd as they applauded. The bandmate that helped you this morning brought over a candle and lighter you planned to give to Saeko. "We're going to end this with a cover song. I hope everyone has enjoyed the festival and the music. We certainly enjoyed playing it." Your words were greeted with cheers. Soon the song begins, and your anxiety soars to new heights. This is real, and the test starts now. Will she join you? Of course, she will!! ..right? Your stomach twists and churns.
'Please…' you thought, looking back at the stage entrance, your breath nearly catching everything someone passes by it. 'I thought I could have done more, so much more to prevent that crash.. and I thought I had ruined everything.' The music, the crowd, the lights, it all seemed so much louder now. 'I told myself that I didn't deserve happiness, I didn't deserve... You. I told myself that-’ A pain pierced your throat as tears welled up in your eyes. ‘That I deserved to be collateral damage, that this wheelchair is only the beginning of the mental prison sentence I have to serve.’ After so many nights of letting tears fall, if there was any even left, you forgot how much it hurts to hold them back. ’But… but’ halfway through the song, and still no Saeko. The pain in your throat was awful and all for naught because the tears fell anyway. But I know that's not true now! I do deserve happiness. I want to dance with you again, gaze at stars, go on a late-night bike ride. I want to be stupid and not know what tool is just so you’ll tell me about it and show me. I want to say to you some outrageous ideas about the tool’s actual use just to make you laugh’ you power practically screaming along with the song. ‘I know that now… So, please… p l e a s e-’ “Light My Love” You held the candle and lighter given to you earlier close to your chest.
A gentle hand graces your shoulder. You turn your head to a familiar smile. The rest of the band picked up on vocals so you could have your moment.
“I’m sorry Y/N… I got called in, and those motorcycles aren't going to fix themselves.” The both of you share a laugh as she wipes away your tears, “I’m here now.”
“There’s so much I wanna say. I’m sorry, and all the reasons why and what I want to do now, in the future and I had all the words but there slipping from me and I, Well I just, just-” Saeko smiles, and now she is the one tearing up.
“Y/n, I know.”
“You do?” you ask, and she nods her head. You return the favor and wipe her tears. With the items outstretched as a silent ask for her to take them, they switch hands. “Would you... Light my love?” your heart pounds the loudest it has ever done that night. Those few seconds seemed to last an eternity. A warmth washes over you as your face glows from the candlelight. You had to pinch yourself to make sure it wasn’t a dream; hell, you were even tempted to touch the flame to make sure it was real but luckily didn’t. “Bwaaa-ahh-ahhhauaa Light my Love!” You picked up the lyrics. The pain that had been building up didn’t fade away, but it didn’t seem that bad anymore like you were so relieved it hurt, a good pain of sorts.
The song comes close, with the crowd cheering and roaring encouragingly. Saeko sets the candle down on the stage and leans down to kiss you. As you kiss back, the sky explodes with pretty colors. An inquiry after the show would reveal that the fireworks were accidentally set off early. You choose to believe it was a destined blessing. The crowd makes you both giggle into the kiss before breaking apart.
“I’m sorry for pushing you away. I don’t ever want to lose you again.”
“Just talk to me next time, dummy. I’m just glad you finally said something.” She lightly punches your shoulder, ”I was getting worried.”
'Scuse me took me a moment to find the prompt I used for this one. This was the email draft I found btw
I look down at a scrap of paper I wrote the address on once more, I just had to be sure that I didn't imagine anything. I lifted my head and stared at this abandoned-aesthetic apartment off a dirt road.
'It's five years since I have seen him... I didn't make any calls or send any texts... I wonder how his life has been.' I bit my lip to stop its pathetic quivering as my shaking hand hovers over the doorknob. 'Stop hesitating! It's going to be fine.. just go.' The thought pressured me, and with a quick spin on my heels, I was ready to leave 'nope, can't do this. I can't face him'. Before either of my feet could leave the ground, the door behind me creaked open briskly.
"Aye, Rick! I thought you said that package wasn't supposed to be here till later tonight." A male's voice questioned from behind. I slowly turned around to face the man as another one appeared by his side.
"What the hell are you talking about Rookie. Of course, they aren't supposed to be here till later!" The second Male answers, he turns his head and quickly scans over me. "Rookie, you idgit!" He smacks the back of the first Male's head, "that's her!" He holds up a picture in the Rookie's (the first Male's) face.
"I am so sorry. We'll bring you to our boss right away." The Rooky was practically shaking in front of me.
"Just like he said Miss Kingsleigh, he will take you to our boss. Please excuse the trading grounds, I know it is unsightly. We want this place to not look suspicious in any way." Rick (the second male) informs me as his college opens up a door in the wall.
'That was a door!?' I questioned before being signaled by the rooky,
"Please, Miss Kingliegh, this way." As if pushed forward by an invisible force in my body, I make my way in the hall. Soon enough, as one foot moves in front of the other, seemingly on its own, the rooky and I are moving down a long hallway.
"I really am sorry for not recognizing you sooner, Miss Kingsleigh." The rooky repeats to break the awkward and stiff silence in the room.
"Oh. It... it's fine." My mind was spinning in circles as each step brought me closer and closer to an old high school sweetheart. It was almost surprised with the amount of shaking my knees were doing that I didn't sound like a rattling skeleton shuffling its way across a room.
"Hey, listen. If it makes you feel any better, I'm nervous too. I'm new, that's why they call me Rooky. I heard the scolding those bank robbers got after bumping into you. The boss talks about you sometimes; he's a tough guy most of the time, but when he talks about you, it's some of the sweetest things I've heard come out. So, don't be scared of him." He smiles at me, and I feel the shaking almost disappear.
"So.. he doesn't hate me?" I inquired
"The boss? No, no. I don't think he could ever find it in his heart to hate you, Miss Kingsleigh" He chuckles.
We reach a door. The rooky opens it and leads me in awe of what surrounded me. It wasn't like a lavish mansion, but it wasn't a dirty old cottage either. It was like my dream home come to life. It was warm and smelt of burning wood and apple/cinnamon. A rustic log home, just as I had always fantasized about.
A short bark followed by pitter-patter made it's way to me.
"M-Miss! Look out!!" The rooky shouts as a beautiful wolfy malamute pounded his way towards me. He tries to stand in front of me. However, I sprint towards the dog and slide on my knees into a hug with nothing but fluff and kisses.
"Zero! Hello Z-Z, how are you, you handsome boy." I giggle and ruffle up Zero's fur. "Are you a good boy? Huh? Yes, you are, you beautiful malamute wolf. Are you a mix? Are you a mix!? Yes, you are." He barked, "what- hey, where's your toy? Where you toy big boy? Go get it, yeah go get it" Zero spins in a circle as I questioned the whereabouts of his toy. "Go on! Go get it Zero," just like that he zoomed out of the room.
"I- How..?" The rooky asked, his jaw practically hitting the floor.
"Hehe, Zero isn't so bad. You just gotta gain his trust, and he's just a huge fluffy puppy. Who also happens to be part wolf and part malamute." I pat the young man's shoulder.
"You know, I've been pretty good at keeping that a secret" a familiar voice comes from a doorway across the room.
"Z-Zimmerman!" My head shifted towards the doorway. It was like a day hadn't passed since I had last seen him. Maybe he had gotten taller.
"Awe, why so formal my little flower?" For a moment, his sweet smile was a frown.
"Sorry, Killian.. long time no see, huh?" A nervous chuckle leaves as I hold my left arm.
'I can't even look him in the eye..' my gaze stayed fixated on his smile.
"So Azalea, I suppose you have some questions. That's why you're here, right?" I nod, "How about this? I'll make dinner after I give you a tour, and then we'll talk."
"That sounds.. delightful." I agree hesitantly. He sends the rooky back to the trading ground, and we walk around on tour.
*About an hour later*
"That was a lot more land than I thought you had. What do you plan on doing with it?" Curiosity lined every word fumbling out. I cursed my hands for shaking this whole time, but he didn't seem to notice.
"Oh, well, some of my men don't have homes or means to pay for a home without suspicion, so I planned on using what I have to build them places to sleep. This house is big enough that we can have everyone gather here for meals," he answered matter-of-factly. "I'm going to make dinner, in the meantime, make yourself comfortable. Alright?"
"Okay."
"Good, dinner shouldn't take long." With that, he leaves me from where we started the tour. Zero comes bounding over to my side with rope in his mouth. Zero nuzzles my arm repeatedly.
"Okay, okay, I'll play." I smile and toss the rope for him a few times before getting into a tug of war.
I have email drafts to no one with stories in them, Google keep notes is filled to the brim with them, word, Google doc, even messages of stories to myself on messenger. Usually self insert fanfics but I have a few that aren't
(Very much incomplete, I honestly forgot about this one. But despite that I figured I shared it cause I found it in my journal)
Fem-Reader x Nishinoya
Warnings: fluff? reader has scarlet red hair, implied that the reader looks(and is) buff in some way shape or form, Himawari is just a nickname, all characters are aged up, I think thats it
"Where the hell is Hinata?" Nishinoya questions as he rubs the side of his head with a towel. Daichi smiles and nods towards the front door,
"There was a knock at the door. We assumed it was the pizza so we sent Hinata to get it. He should be back any second." Nishinoya shrugs still trying to dry his hair.
"Waaiiit!!" Hinata's voice calls out towards the boys. Around the corner speed walks a young woman with Hinata trailing behind. The moment her eyes landed on Nishinoya the pensive look on her face softened and the sweetest smile graced their presence. "I *huff* I'm sorry she uh *huff huff* she hugged me and-" Hinata's wheesy, breathless explanation is interrupted by the woman's backpack slipping form her shoulders and dropping to the floor. "Oh my god.." she hooked her arms under Nishinoya's arms and lifted him. Before he could protest to being picked up her scent surrounded him. She smelt of wet dirt during the warm summer rains and a hint of butterscotch. There was something... nostalgic about it. "God it really is you Nishinoya," she exclaims spining around once. The young woman lowers the poor confused man so he can stand on his own two feet. She gives him a brief but strong hug and a peck on the cheek.
It was then she realized something that made her cheeks burn.
"I'm sorry, you probably don't remember me... Sunflower," she apologizes. Meanwhile the boys were exchanging confused looks, Hinata is still catching his breath and joining him in that struggle is Noya thanks to the hug. "How stupid of me," she starts. She sets the tip of the Sunflower pendant, that was around her neck, into her mouth. Gently she chew on the tip of the pendant. Watching her nervous tic and getting waft of her scent once again.. it hit him.
"Sunflower? I... Himawari?" Nishinoya asks with wide eyes, having finally caught his breath. The young woman mirrored his look,
"You.. you do remember me?" Seconds later Noya grins, confirming her hopes.
"Uh hi there-" his friend chimes in suddenly appearing behind him, "I'm Tanaka, Noya's friend and these are his other close friends which you to ~luuv birds~ seem to have forgotten exist." He pats Noya's back as he spoke. The woman's face turned as scarlet as he hair.
"Love birds? No- I'm not- we're not-" her flustered words came to as stop as she listens to Nishinoya chuckle.
"Tanaka! Give her a break. She may have the look of someone who could break you in half but don't let the muscles fool you. This Sunflower flutters easily." Just then Nishinoya turns to her eith the biggest grin, "wait here, I have to grab something." He turns back to Tanaka, "introduce her for me would you? I shouldn't be long." Before Tanaka could answer the excited young man runs off down the hall.
"Uh... ooo-okay. Not sure what that's about." Tanaka scratched the back of his head. "I- uh," he begins. Himawari stuck her hand out to Tanaka. He takes her hand and shakes it,
"You can just call me Himawara like Noya does. Its a pleasure to meet you Tanaka." He simply nods and watches as she makes her way over to the other boys. She strongly grips and shakes each of the boys' hands. Once finished introducing themselves she points to each person respectively as she repeats their name, "Daichi, Sugawara, Asahi, Hinata, and Tanaka." The young men nodded. "It's a pleasure to meet you all. I apologize for my sudden appearance, especially to you Hinata. I asked it the if this was Noya's place and when you said yes I got excited," she placed the tip of her pendant in her mouth again. "I forgot how strong my hugs are sometimes..."
Request:Could I request something angsts and fluffy for Benimaru from fire force? I’m sorry I can’t give anymore detail- my mind is literally blank 😬😂
Pairing: Reader x Benimaru
Summary: You found out your younger brother is turning innocent people into infernos and use them as his army. It seems all your worst fears are coming true as you run to your closest friend and love your life for help. Can Benimaru ever forgive you for not seeing the true nature of your brother?
Warnings: ANGST… intrusive thoughts, fluff if you really squint
Forgive Me
Once again you find yourself arguing with your younger brother. The same old song and dance since you found out what he had been occupying his time with behind your back. He seemed more agitated today.
“You’re just too naive to understand Y/n. This is for the greater good of science, of the world!!” He exclaims whilst pacing in front of his ‘throne ’.
“Killing innocents by turning them into infernos and trying to use them as your puppets!? You call THAT ‘For the greater good’? What about all those people you sacrificed, HUH?!?” You cried with shaking clenched fists. Your brother shoots you an icey spine chilling glare which you mirror right back at him. “Those people are innocent! You ruined their life’s for your personal entertainment!!! You’re a horrible person, you’re a mon-” in a blink of an eye you brother is behind you. You can feel the edge of his knife pressing hard against you throat; it was almost enough to draw blood.
“Finish that word and I’ll make sure it’s your last.” He snarled. Heavy, blood-thirsty breaths blow past your ear as he spoke, “Everyone has their sins, Y/n, even the most innocent ones. Think of it as a final repent for all the wrong and evil they have done. We all have to pay for our deeds one day; I’m just being a good Samaritan and helping. Keep of this act of yours and you’ll be next.” Having finally had enough of this you grab a hold of his wrist and pull it away from your neck. You maneuvers the situation around so you’re pinning his wrist behind his back and holding his dagger to his throat. He waits patiently knowing you’ll give up. You huff and whisper angrily
“you’re sick!” You chuck the dagger at the ground and storm off. As you leave you could hear his chuckle gradually turn into maniacal and hysterical laughter.
The wall to town was hardly quiet. The closer you came to town the louder the world seemed to be. His haunting laugh echoed as the intrusive thoughts that crowded you mind grew louder. They started low but now it was as if they were screaming.
’You let him slip through you fingers’
’You failed to notice what your little brother truly was and now the world will suffer because you!’
’What? Now you’re going to run away? Run to HIM? Are you going to tattle on your own flesh and blood?’
’You don’t think you’re actually doing the right thing do you? Sell out your little brother to a fire force soldier? Oh that’s right you don’t love your sibling he’s just monster to you.’
’What makes you think Benimaru is going to love you after you tell him the truth?’
’He’ll think you’re brother is a monster and you are too by connection’
’You’re a monster’
’He’ll try to exterminate your brother and fail then world will suffer and it will be all your fault’
’You’re a monster, it’s all your fault’
’Its all your fault, it’s all your fault, it’s all your fault’
’Monster’
’IT’S’
’ALL’
’YOUR’
’FAULT!’
“ShuuuuuUUUUUUT UUUUUPPP!” You scream as you clutch your head. You scratch your scalp as you grip your hair. “Shut up, shut up, shut up, SHUT! UP!” You shake your head as you cry out.
A pair of screams pull you out of your head. You weren’t aware that surrounding you was total mayhem and destruction, let alone that you had made it into town. Inferno were everywhere you looked.
'What.. what’s going on?’ Your eyes widen and start to tear up.
’Oh don’t play dumb, you know who’s behind this’ the sinister thought surprised you.
“Y/NNNNN” A familiar voice calls out, no, bellows out. You just barely feel the wind blowing past your as a flaming spear skims past your cheek.
“B-Beni?” You hesitate in disbelief of the sight before you. Was the man you love axtuslly barreling towards you with ill intent? Having to dodge another flaming spear and being hit in the shoulder by a second on brought forth the harsh reality. Your heart twists and turns creating knots as you clutch your shoulder. Benimaru, the love of your life, lands a few feet ahead of you.
“How could you do this? I thought you wanted a better world for your brother!? Is this seriously how you thought you were going to get it?” He tells. The dust from his landing settles as he interrogates you. You can see tears roll down his cheeks, “Y/n… I have a hard time believing you did this. Tell me- …tell me it isn’t true.” The wavering tone of his voice causes a hitch in your breath and a twang of pain to hit your heart.
“I-I-” before you could explain an inferno busts through a building beside Beni. You sprint to push him out of the way of the debris. As you make your way to him you grab some nearby rubble and chuck it at the raging inferno. You chuck it as hard and with as much fire power as you could in those few seconds.
You cough harshly as pain races throughout your body. The pain didn’t matter to you, what matters is you saved Benimaru. After getting back up he scrambles by your side. He sends a few spears into the inferno finishing it off.
“Y/n! Hey, look at me. This isn’t the time or place to be snoozing.” He pats the side of your face and your eyes flutter open.
“Beni… I know auh.. I know we aren’t amazing close as friends but I love you. I have for a while I was afraid you wouldn’t feel the same heh heh, augh…” you admit grunting from the pain occasionally. “You have to believe I would never want harm to come to you or this town. But this is my fault. Augh-” your confession is interrupted by sudden coughs. “I-.. I wasn’t a good enough older sibbling. I had no idea he was capable of something like this ack- I promise, if you give me a chance I’ll be good. I’ll work to be better and change him, I promise Beni. Please just let me talk to him. I promise I’ll help make him better, ill be good. I’ll be good… I’ll… be.. good.” A heavy weight hits your eyes as you cry your confession and plea. Although it’s fuzzy and just barely a whisper, you still manage to hear him,
“I believe you Y/n. Rest, I’ll take care of your little brother.”
*four days later*
You had woken two days after passing out. Konro breached the news of your brother passing away during a battle against a few fire soldiers and Beni who tried to intervene when he found them. Benimaru has yet to visit you while you are recovering. You feared those awful thoughts of yours were right; that because he knows the truth he hates you. Desperately wanting to focus on something happy you convince the medics to allow you a walk. A calming stream beside you as you remember all the times you spent there with Benimaru. The few laughs you had together, and practices you begged for to better your fire power and fighting skills. You smiled watching the ghost of a memory play out before you.
“I thought I would find you here…” Bittersweet was the feeling that hit you when your heard his voice. “I’m sorry I didn’t visit.. I was too ashamed to face you after failing to take care of you brother…” he confesses. You stop walking but don’t dare look at him, How could you? He lets out a deep breath before speaking again, “I know that I hurt you. I know that nothing I can say will change the past. But…I’m hoping that you’ll forgive me in the end. I’m hoping that I can make this right.” Tears quickly swell up in your eyes. You spin around and make eye contact with him. After a few seconds you couldn’t bare it any longer and you run at him with your arms outstretched. The two of you tumble to the ground with your arms wrapped tightly around him.
“I forgive you, just please don’t leave me… I can’t loose both things I love.” You pleaded as he sat up. He cradles you into his arms as you sob. Slowly you cry your self to sleep with you face buried in his chest. Beni places a gentle kiss on your forehead and whispers,
Im not sure I'll need a limit but up to three asks are allowed (mutuals are excluded from this rule)! Please specify if it is platonic or romantic with your number and character. ALSO please send you asks over to to my writing blog @writting-thingz 💙💜 😊
Going to random thrift stores, trying on stuff, and getting old things you definitely don't need or know how to use
Reading quietly together enjoying one anothers' presence, whether or not you're sitting in each other's laps. Occasionally talking about the scene you're reading, like whether or not you're frustrated with it, in love with it, or even heartbroken by it.
Accidentally stargazing so long you watch the sunrise together
Cooking/baking snacks and sweets together for your movie night.
Visiting abandoned and/or haunted places and making fun of each other (light heartedly) when either of you get scared
One of you tiredly being dragged along for an early morning hike but the sight you get to see at the end of it makes it all worth it (please specify if you or the character is the tired one)
Going Roller Skating and switching to when one of you gets too frustrated with falling constantly despite the help you get from the other (please specify if you or the character is the one frustrated and falling)
Using YouTube videos (like Bob Ross) to paint something together by the end of it both you and the canvas has paint on it.
Dressing up in the fanciest clothing you have to go do mundane things like groceries
Play you laugh you loose with YouTube videos and a bag of mixed jelly beans, good flavors and bad flavors
Go camping for the weekend with another couple
Fill up the car with a full tank of gas and flip a coin at every intersection to decided whether you'll be going left or right. See where it takes you.
The classic Pillow fort night. All the blankets, all the pillows, the whole shebang. Bonus if there's a pillow fight with the extras.
Splitting forces at a farmers market with a list of random things you thought you might find and see who can buy everything on their list first
Snowball battle with friends followed by relaxing in a hot spring
Set up a speaker and dance in the rain
Home spa night
Berry and fruit picking so you can make homemade jams
So do y'all know that audio of Out There with Eleanor Rigby cutting in at the end? So imagine with me if you will
The "main" villian is revealed to be NOT the actual big masterminded, main villian but really the unwilling, blackmailed assistant of the REAL big bad. The "main" villian wants out, wants to be good. The hero gets a chance know the "main" villian and wants to help. The hero is the first and remains as one of the only few that are convinced the "main" villian wants to change.
Enter the previously discussed audio where its the ultimate good vs bad battle. You cut to the "main" villian standing above the big bad sword or whatever weapon in hand pointed at the big bad's chest. Tears of pain pouring from the "main" villian's eyes as the "OUUUT THERRRRRE" part goes on and they put the final hit in. All the while a shadow in the background that eerily matches the outline of one of the hero's friends grows threateningly towards the "main" villian.
The big bad is dead and the dust clears. The hero looks for their friends and is relieved to see the "main" villian who wears a sweet yet somber smile. A brief wave from the "main" villian before they collapse, death growing near. The scene of the hero rushing to their side gets cut off/fades out right as the lyrics "Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried.." you see the Hero gently placing a bouquet of flowers at a hand crafted, lone grave. In the distance you see the same friend that had been the shadow earlier with a face full of regret and pain. The hero sits next to and leans their head on the tombstone and closes their eyes.
Flashes of the "main" villian in the hospital loosely holding onto their last threads of life and accepting their fate. Flashes continue to show the friend and hero arguing about the "main" villian. The friend storms off after being told off by the hero and its on their walk that the dots finally connect... but it was too late to apologize, by time the friend got back the "main" villian had just passed.
Photograph by Cody Fry gives me Mitsuba from Toilet-bound Hanako-kun vibes but also hear me out
The reader is obsessed with seeing things through the camera wishing the world would stay as beautiful as it does through the lens. They carry around a compact mirror but the mirror is covered with a picture of them. They don't look in mirrors because no matter what they do it just never seems like the on in the mirror is the same behind the lens; no they never look the same. To the reader the picture is a separate person, a version of them they wish they could be.
Someone comes along and takes hold of their heart. The reader spends more and more time with this love interest. Friends by chance to lovers style of relationship. A day comes by where they are hanging out and laughing. The reader catches a glimpse of their reflection in the window. For the briefest of moments they could see that version of them in the photographs. The reader's breath is taken away as they realize how they were that person in the photograph. But more than anything that the love interests showed them that without meaning to. The sweetest of tears fall from the reader's cheeks as a warm smile from the love interest greets them. A symbolic moment when the love interest offers their hand to the reader, guiding the reader into a new world where they are the person they want to be.
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