#Mob!Toshie

[ok-i-draw]

Can we see some general interactions between cartel members?

Sure! Here’s some interactions with the Silver cartel!

Some of their dynamics & their relationships!

Why Maria?

Starstruck!

On the job!

Spectrum Magnus by @freakmexdraw

[cowpokezuko]

Hehe pretty princess x mob boss. Satori basically bothers Toshi until she falls in love. Pavloved into being into someone with sparkle magic powers. 

[mysteriesmuse]

“WHERES THE ZOO?!”

- nah that’s just our secret code that sounds a lot like unusual petnames. ——— you wiped at a limp strand of hair on your forehead, your partners voice ringing in your comm.

“I could really use some- hrgh- some backup when you get wrapped up over there!” your huffed glaring back at the pile of goons heaped up on the floor around you and taking off down the same eerily flicking, sterile linoleum hallway that Hitoshi had taken down a couple of minutes ago. you were pulling a infiltration of this drug smuggling stronghold. Hitoshi had fled ahead to try and take down the boss in-charge of this station somewhere deep inside. Now you were finally finished incapacitating the slew of lowlifes guarding the front, carving a way for your partner inside. your hair flew around your face, a throbbing sensation on the side of your forehead as you sprinted down the halls: left, left, right, that’s where he said he went . . . a view gunshots ran out rang out. you skidded to a stop just before the next corner, cursing as you slid and bolted in the opposite direction where the gunshots had come from, “Damnit ‘Jack!” you stomped past another open hallway full of another wave of stinking goons filing out. bang. bang. bang.

You pressed your hand to your ear, “ Toshi’ stats what’s happening?” “Hah! There you are! You little bug. I’m gonna take you here and-“

down the opposite direction a guy snarled and spit as he charged over towards you, syringe in hand. unknowingly still on comm with your encounter flitting around Hitoshi’s ear as you gave out what he thought was an exasperatingly sexy growl as you stalked over to the piece of scum. “Better than you trash. Now you’re gonna tell me where your friends are all headed, ok? Where’s my partner?”

your teeth hurt as you clenched your jaw. Arm flung out like Darth Vader’s as you used your quirk looking astonishingly similar to the force. The guy halted in place hands clawing at the invisible hands around his neck, eye starting to bulge, you spit. “you’ve got 10 seconds.” the man collapsed to the floor gasping, “straight ahead . . . leff-“

———

you didn’t spare another glance as you clenched and unclenched your hand sprinting off down the hall and to the left. the echoing of his skull hitting the tile leaving you as another voice from your command-base team responded instead. “Mindjack’s been hit. Keep going left to towards the stock room from the blueprint, but be careful Sweetheart. We loose contact in the-“

Hitoshi’s voice came flooding back through your ear interrupting the intel from command-base, but your heart caught in your throat hearing him alive and well “aww you do care, kitten . . .” you laughed through your nose, a little too caught up in being chased around the complex to do anything else. He was joking around with a gunshot wound meanwhile, you were busy kicking and hauling-ass over to the other side of this darn building were he was

——— When you arrived all you could do was breathe out, “Oh my god . . .” The surrounding halls were Hitoshi had blazed through were littered with people and rubble. As you crawled over the mess of knocked out goons the sounds of the fight got louder until you were spotted behind this onslaught of villains who fanned out around what you presumed was Hitoshi. the smears of drippled blood and the easily distracted fringes of the mob seemed to confirm your thoughts. “LOOK” “ITS THE GIRL!” “KILL HER. QUICK!” In the mob of black-clothed thugs you could see the tendrils of Toshi’s blinding cloth whip around faster at the mention of your presence as fragments of this ambush turned to pounce on you. You smirked, your favorite quip on your tongue, “aw but I won’t go breaking your heart . . . “

“HUHH?!” your raised your hands out in front of you, “but I could if I tried. No, really!” clenching your fingers you sauntered into the fray. Grown men dropping like flies as you made fought and punched your way through until you saw a blob of purple. “Hey, look guys! That’s my girl!” “WHAT? BOBBY YOURE DATING THIS HERO?!”

you snorted, while sucker-punching a guy in the face. he staggered and you admired your handwork; little red blotches that would turn into deep purple heart shaped brusies, before vaulting over his head and strangling another guy with your thighs. Hitoshi kept talking and more and more minions started causing a ruckus in the hall as they briefly got assaulting by their brainwashed mates before staggering back over. From your spot on the floor where you were getting your hair pulled out you saw a familiar knee drop to the floor, shouting out for you, “argh, kitten. I needa’ koala right about now.” You howled, thrusting your hips to knock this guy off you, “ughh, Kitties a turtle. I needa’ octopus ‘Jack!” at this point villains we’re turning around in confusion, still trying to beat y’all up, but now on the lookout for the menagerie of animals the two of you kept asking for. “WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE ZOO ANIMALS THESE TWO ARE BLABBERING ABOUT??!” immediately the two guys clamoring on top of you were thrown off. You looked at your hero, Mindjack’s binding cloth overhead thrashing an opening for you. Exactly the octopus you needed . . . ——— Hitoshi was on the floor fighting through the pain. Quite literally, he focused all his attention on keeping these disgusting villains off of you. I mean, what else was a man to do when you deliberately asked him for an octopus? that was code for you-needed-a-hand and Hitoshi, being a gentleman, was gonna help knock these guys off of you. He say you sprinting towards him. Hair wild, with a matted streak of blood on your head glistening in this dingy lighting. but he opened his arms for your gorgeous self to collide into him. And I mean, you flew toward Hitoshi. His bulky form ragged as he opened up his beefy arms to catch you as you jumped on him. Koala time. You locked your legs around his waist. Eyes and hands immediately raking his figure as his hand held you up. There was no time to worry about the way your skin tingled. You had to find the damn bullet hole in your best friends body. Meanwhile Hitoshi’s body, despite feeling like he was shot, was raising a garden of goosebumps which sprouted up in the wake of your touch. Your frantic breath tickling his ear and your desperate hands flying all over his body in an attempt to find the bullet in his thigh. He was glad his faux vocal cords covered the bottom half of his steaming face. You frantically rasped into his ear, “Where is it?” He coughed, jostling you, as he started sprinting through a mob of the dumb thugs that were brainwashed into fighting each other, “in my thigh. got the cloth bound around it.” you hissed against his ear. “On it.” ———

The two of you barreled past these buncha’ monkeys. Performing a routine move in your work-book: the koala. A stupidly intimate and effective way to move around in these ridiculous undercover situations. Except now you were stuck waving one hand over Hitoshi’s leg as he somehow managed to shift your weight around and sprint the hell out of there. Although, you couldn’t help but remember the reason it became a play in your book for its surprising effectiveness as you sat on the handle bars of one of the agency motorbikes with your arms stretched out behind Toshi’s head escaping the thugs as you took care of those following behind you. That was your escape route. you shouted as the wind whipped past your two shivering bodies already skidding onto the highway, “we are never ever doing that stupid game plan again. The ‘snake’ was just fine, but this ‘lizard’ infiltration plan does not work. I mean seriously that could not have gone more wrong-“

You continued mouthing off to him about this failed plan adaptation of his . . . And yet here you were content to let him call you kitten and paw at your waist and hips in order to kept you in place as you risked your life for his. . . . . . god, he was smitten for you.

[songsofprotestpeacerevolution]

Dropkick Murphys "Gotta Get To Peekskill" feat. Violent Femmes Words by Woody Guthrie.

August 27, 1949. The prominent black singer and actor Paul Robeson, along with Woody Guthrie, Lee Hays and Pete Seeger, were scheduled to give an open-air concert in Peekskill.

Two months before the concert, Robeson had said at the Paris Peace Conference: We in America do not forget that it was the backs of white workers from Europe and on the backs of millions of blacks that the wealth of America was built. And we are resolved to share it equally. We reject any hysterical raving that urges us to make war on anyone. Our will to fight for peace is strong...We shall support peace and friendship among all nations, with Soviet Russia and the People's Republics. The AP put out a fabricated quote before Robeson spoke, it hit the wires in the US as he began his speech. The misquotation stirred rage against Robeson’s perceived Communist loyalties. 

The demography of Peekskill and its neighboring northern Westchester communities was mixed. There were the summer people and weekenders, many of whom were middle-class Jews with left-of-center leanings. On the other hand, there were the year-round residents, mainly working class and conservative, whose resentment, and even open hostility to the “summer people” had been steadily growing.

Local groups in Peekskill had railed against the very idea of the concert as un-American. An August 23 editorial in The Peekskill Evening Star stated that the “illustrious name of Paul Robeson” was “now almost hidden by political tarnish.” The American Legion post in the nearby hamlet of Verplanck, the Veterans of Foreign Wars, the Catholic Veterans and the Jewish War Veterans announced that they would picket the concert. The Peekskill Joint Veterans’ Council called for a peaceful demonstration, as did the Evening Star: “Violence? Absolutely not! Let such tactics remain elsewhere — in the trick bags of the un-democratic…”

During the event, local mobs blocked the entrance to the concert area and harassed concertgoers. The veterans’ groups paraded along the highway. Attackers screamed: “We’re Hitler’s boys — here to finish his job.” A crowd of drunken locals attacked the people who were setting up for the concert.

A little after eight o’clock in the evening, the attackers burned a 12-foot cross on the picnic grounds. They progressed to burning books, sheet music and chairs The performers and concert-goers, arms linked together, sang such songs as “The Star-Spangled Banner,” “God Bless America” and “Solidarity Forever” while trying to defend the concert site, by the time the evening was over, every defender had been injured.

The rescheduled September 4, 1949 concert itself was free from violence,  20,000 made it to the venue and 2,500 trade union members formed a human wall to ensure the concert was not interrupted.

The concert ended at around four o’clock in the afternoon. As cars and buses started to depart, police routed the vehicles through the northern Westchester woods and up a steep, winding road. There, crowds of men and boys were waiting. As if on cue, they hurled rocks at the vehicles. More than 50 buses and countless cars had their windows smashed; at least 15 cars were overturned. 

One car carried Woody Guthrie, Lee Hays, Pete Seeger, Seeger's wife Toshi, and his infant children. Guthrie pinned a shirt to the inside of the window to stop it shattering. "Wouldn't you know it, Woody pinned up a red shirt," Hays was to remember. Seeger used some of the thrown rocks to build the chimney of his cabin in the Town of Fishkill, New York, to stand as a reminder of the incident.

Years later, Pete Seeger would meet a young man who admitted that his father had been a police officer in Peekskill. The young man told Seeger: “You know, that riot was all arranged by the Ku Klux Klan and the police… They had walkie-talkies all through the woods. They had that place surrounded like a battlefield.”

Sources & more info - https://www.historytoday.com/archive/peekskill-riots-1949 https://forward.com/culture/113279/peekskill-riots-1949-westchester-kkk-fascist-attack-jewish-black-attendees/ https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peekskill_riots     

[someawesomeamvs]

Warning: Violence, spoilers, flashing lights

Title: Counting Stars

Editor: Sota

Song: Counting Stars

Artist: OneRepublic

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Category: Action

[comicgeekscomicgeek]

Their Hero Academia - Chapter 96: Towering Inferno

Continuing my nextgen MHA fic!

Earlier chapters can be found here or by searching the “their hero academia” tag.

As soon as the Green Dagger gave the start signal, the four towers exploded into a flurry of action, with the students from the starting groups scattering like spooked cats, trying to get their bearings. They only had three minutes before the Shiketsu students would be released. Two minutes after that, they would have to contend with the U.A. students. And two minutes after that, SSZ would be unleashed upon the field.

It took Izuku back to his own school days, and the Licensing Exams, both the Provisional and Professional one. Everyone was so desperate to prove themselves and that could easily override more critical thinking skills. If someone was being completely objective, the smartest move would be to stake out the door and mob the competitors entering later. On the other hand, that would require teenagers being pushed into competition with one another choosing to cooperate with students who were ultimately the opposition, and he just couldn’t see that happening this early.

He sighed. He’d been at this for more than two decades, and in that time there had been a shift in how Hero society functioned in Japan. There was certainly still a degree of competition for rankings among Heroes, but the rankings weren’t treated with quite as much importance these days (He honestly hadn’t tried to take All Might’s place as the new Number One. That had just kind of happened! He was grateful to trade it off with Mirio sometimes).. And cooperation was way up compared to when he was a kid, with many Hero teams and partnerships out there.

But at the end of the day… it was still human nature to want to be the best, to be the star. He’d half stumbled into his own fame, but for the countless others in the profession, well, sometimes it was a struggle for a Pro-Hero to even get recognized. Throw a bunch of teenagers together like this and their own victory was going to be first in their minds. Add in the public hierarchy with U.A. and Shiketsu as the big two Hero schools in Japan, and the mix of animosity and envy towards SSZ as ‘outsiders’ and ‘the elite’, and it was all but certain.

Multiple screens around the area displayed different views from the four towers. In the upper left of the towers, tagged as Tower One on the big screen, Izuku watched as the red Seijin ninja found himself being backed into a corner by the girl from Seiai who was generating tendrils made out of some kind of energy. She’d created eight of them all together and while he’d pulled a weapon from within the folds of his uniform—some kind of kusarigama—he was just barely able to parry her attacks. 

If Izuku remembered right, the ninja’s Quirk was touch-based. He’d taken down Toshi with it, at least. A bad matchup for him, then. He tried not to smile as one of the Seiai girl’s tendrils slipped past his guard and smacked the sensor on his chest. It let out a high pitched beep and started blinking red.

Above the monitors showing the towers, there were scoreboards, showing the competitors, grouped by school. A red x appeared next to the red ninja’s name.

This was the tower Toshi had been assigned to, so it was where he was going to be paying the most attention.

In the meantime, the Ketsubusu student who was dressed like an old-timey circus strongman had made his way to a higher level. But the strongman didn’t see Kayda Tsuchinoko, the daughter of Tsu’s friend Habuko Mongoose, sneaking her way through the rafters. The Ketsubusu student was strong, but so was Tsuchinoko’s snake tail. If she could take him by surprise, she might have a chance.

Tower Two was going to be one to watch as well. With both Nozomi and Haimawari in it, the action was likely to be fast and furious. There, a Seiai girl had fled from the action and retreated to the top floor. From there, she’d activated her Quirk and was projecting her consciousness into a construct made from the material of the tower. If she could keep her actual body protected, she stood the best chance of running roughshod over everyone else.

Which could be a challenge in and of itself. The Ketsubusu boy in the costume with the arrows has some kind of “push” power, while the girl from Isamu Academy had force blasts, making them well balanced against each other. Both were currently running and gunning, exchanging blasts and dodging the buzzsaws thrown by the green Seijin ninja.

Tower Three, at least objectively, seemed like a broader mismatch of abilities, and was also tilted towards female competitors. Other than Shinji and Ushimaru, everyone there was female. The girl from Ketsubusu had some kind of mental Quirk. She’d been able to make the others run away from her at the outset, but he hadn’t gotten a good look at what she could do at any point in the Festival so far. The Seiai girl had whipped up a cloud of steam, obscuring the entirety of the first floor. The Isamu Academy girl was firing nets randomly in the cloud, hoping to hit someone. Meanwhile, the purple Seijin had pulled a chain from her arsenal and had animated it with her Quirk, turning it into a makeshift fan to give herself a bit of space. There weren’t any clear winners here, at least as far as Izuku was concerned. But Shinji would likely waste little time in dominating the field once he was released.

At least Tower Four was a little more mixed. The Ketsubusu samurai, his armor freshly repaired from Mineta’s kick, had leapt right into the fight, using his energy slashes to scatter the rest. The animal shifter from Isamu Academy had given himself ape-like characteristics and was hanging from the exposed rafters, dodging out of the way of the Seijin ninja’s fireballs. And the Seiai girl was using her heat-generating touch to do damage to the steps, keeping the others from following after her. Kocho was in this one, and her Quirk would give her lots of advantages here. But so was Tatsuma. From what Izuku had seen in the first event, there might not be anything left by the time the others were released.

“We’ve seen first blood drawn already, but things are about to get more intense! It’s time for Shiketsu to join the fight!” Present Mic’s voice rang out.

***

Mika fought down the urge to cheer as Shinji rushed out. It probably wasn’t good to be rooting for the competition, even if the competition was your giant and super hot boyfriend. 

“Can’t believe they’re making me wait,” Spencer grumbled. He looked over to the Festival worker monitoring them, who was staring intently at a countdown displayed on a handheld device. “You sure I can’t forfeit my advantage here?”

The worker shook his head. “Sorry kid, rules are rules.”

Spencer kicked the ground in frustration. “Aw, dagnabbit.”

“What, don’t you want to spend more time with me?”

“Later, Mimi,” he replied, giving her a charming smile that made her heart do a few flutters. “Never mix business and pleasure. And the business here’s fighting.”

Outside, Shinji was more than proving his power. He’d opened with a massive blast of wind, blowing all of the steam out of the tower. The girl from Seiai with the net launching Quirk made the mistake of attacking him head-on, firing a pair of nets from the openings in her hands. Shinji just threw back his head and laughed. She couldn’t hear it, but she knew the body language well enough. He threw his arm up in an arc, letting loose a mini tornado almost as tall as he was. It raced out and sucked up the nets and slammed right into the girl, setting off one of her sensors and throwing her into the nearby wall.

The Seijin purple ninja was a little smarter, trying to sneak up behind him. She used her object control Quirk to send one of her chains to wrap him up, pinning his arms to his sides. 

Under most circumstances, that would probably have been a smart move. Shinji did use his arms to help direct his Quirk. But that was all it did. Direct his Quirk. He had more than enough control with it to fly, after all. A fierce wind whipped up around his body, pushing the chains away before shattering them.

Shinji was big. And he was loud. And he laughed often. Those were the things people saw, forgetting that Shiketsu was at least as difficult to get into as U.A. and even more rigorous in how it policed and educated its students. It got people to badly underestimate him.

Unlike Mika, it wasn’t something he purposefully cultivated. It was just how things worked out. And it had worked out to his advantage here.

The worker’s device beeped. “Mineta, you’re up in five seconds. Get ready.”

Mika gave Spencer a kiss on the cheek. “I’ll try and leave you somebody to fight.”

The Texan grinned, teeth bared. “Mmm, you’re too good to me, Mimi.”

***

Once, when she was small, Koharu had been channel chasing and had caught a few moments of a sci-fi horror movie, where some terrible monster had gotten loose inside of a space station. It had slaughtered most of the crew and had been chasing the remaining members around. It had been absolutely inappropriate for a child and had given her nightmares for weeks.

When the Nomu had dropped out of the sky during her internship, she’d felt a very similar fear.

What she saw when she flew out of the gate wasn’t quite that bad… but only by a few degrees.

Tatsuma, in her full draconic form, stomped heavily after the competitors from Seiai and Seijin. The samurai from Ketsubutsu was already on the ground, all three of his sensors blinking. His armor had been shattered again, his helmet lay a few feet away, and his sword had shattered itself on her scaly hide. She felt bad for the guy. He’d tried his best to stand his ground, and he’d gotten curb-stomped for it.

The girl from Seiai was just flat out running now, while the Seijin ninja was trying to pepper Tatsuma with fireballs. But using fire against a dragon was just as ineffective as it sounded; the attacks splashed against her scales like nothing. 

Tatsuma had one sensor somewhere on her back, between her wings, one on her upper right arm, and one on her stomach, as though daring someone to get close enough to try and hit it. With the increased size of her dragon-form, it made for a very small target.

The shapeshifter from Isamu Academy seemed to have made himself scarce. Koharu couldn’t blame him.

Maybe she ought to just fly to the top? Once she had a high enough vantage point, she could spread her scales and unleash some of her powders over the whole thing....

A screech like a bird of prey shattered any thoughts of strategy right before something slammed into her.

***

“Stand still, dammit!” the girl from Isamu Academy shouted, filling the air with force blasts. She was getting madder and madder, barely even bothering to aim her shots.

Sorry!” Isamu shouted back at the girl from his namesake school. “Can’t do that!” He kept himself slow, zipping along the ground, moving side to side at the same time. It was a lot of concentration, but so far he was managing

He could understand her desperation. She was down to her last sensor. The Ketsubusu guy had gotten both her and the green ninja with a massive spray of scrap from his repelling power. Isamu’d nearly gotten hit then as well, but had managed to push his repulsion field out through his whole body, protecting himself.

Pow! He slammed into the Isamu Academy girl’s legs, flipping her over his back and knocking her down. He spun around, slid into a stop, and stood. There. Her last sensor was on her upper left arm. He charged up a low level pulse and fired it off with a soft pup. The energy pulse splashed into the sensor and set it off with a high pitched beep.

“Damn…” the girl groaned.

But he didn’t have time to rest or celebrate his victory. The sound of metal on metal made him spin. He had just enough time to throw himself out of the way of a punch thrown by the Seiai girl. Or rather, by the construct body she was controlling with her Quirk. He rolled and fired a volley of energy pulses at her as he came up, but it did nothing to slow her down. Behind him, he heard the Isamu Academy girl running away.

He kept the volley up, a constant barrage of shots, but she just kept walking, slowly pushing against them.

Wait! This was just a construct, right? He gained next to nothing by fighting it. It didn’t have sensors, her real body, wherever that was, did. They were on the second floor of the tower, and he knew at least some of the fighting was on the ground floor. If she was smart, she’d have gone to high ground…

“And now it’s time for SSZ!” came the voice of Present Mic.

The chill that ran up his spine had nothing to do with fear. Definitely not. Not at all. Nope.

A high pitched whistle made everything stop.

“What the hell is that?” the construct demanded, stopping suddenly. She looked around in alarm.

Oh shit,” Isamu thought.

“A nightmare,” he said out loud.

***

“HAAAARRRAAAH!” the Ketsubusu strongman let out a roar, his muscles becoming even bigger than before. He swung a meaty fist in a wide arc, but Toshi was already moving before the blow could hit him.

A quick gravity bounce sent him up and over the bigger student and as he dropped, he increased his gravity and kicked, slamming his feet into his back. It sent him flying, but didn’t knock him down. And unfortunately, the sensor there’d already been triggered, probably when Tsuchinoko had gone after him. So all it bought him was time.

The strongman spun and growled, dropping into a fighting stance. “Pretty fancy footwork, Mini-Deku. Your dad teach you that one?”

“Actually, no,” Toshi replied. He bounced lightly on the balls of his feet. A lot of his fighting style came from Great-Grandpa Torino, studying what little footage there was of the man. He couldn’t match Nozomi’s mid-air redirection, but he could bounce just fine.

He launched himself, towards the nearest wall at low gravity and bounced off it, launching himself at the wall on the opposite side. There, he bounced again, towards the back wall and back towards the muscleman. 

Despite his size, the Ketsubusu student was faster than he looked. He spun and caught Toshi’s head in his hand, swinging him around and slamming him into the wall. Stars exploded behind Toshi’s eyes for a second. He’d been cycling his gravity up in prep for impact and the guy’d still managed to fling him around like it was nothing.

“Imagine somebody like me getting one over on somebody like you,” the strongman said. He cracked his knuckle. “I’m going to enjoy this.” He flexed again, growing even more muscular still. Once more, he let out a bellow. 

“HAAAARRRAAAH!”

“HAAAARRRAAAH!” 

Both of them stopped at the second scream, which was tinny and high-pitched, a sound like a cartoon mouse would make.

Both Toshi and the Ketsubusu competitor looked behind him to see… a miniature version of the Ketsubusu student, maybe only about waist high, flexing and letting out another tiny bellow of rage.

“HAAAARRRAAAH!” 

The tiny version let out another warcry, before breaking out into laughter. Both Toshi and the Ketsubusu student could only watch with fascination as his body stretched and reshaped itself, into a muscular, dark-skinned boy. It was the shapeshifter from SSZ, the one who’d been clowning around during the opening ceremonies by turning into Quirky the Quirkasaurus. Not quite the same, but still clearly the same person. The crowd was audibly in hysterics.

Everyone continued to stare at each other for a moment, before the shapeshifter broke into a toothy grin and laughed, throwing his head back, before doubling over with laughter. “Sorry,” he said after a moment, “but I just could not resist. You should have seen your faces!”

“What?” the Ketsubusu strongman said, flatly.

The shapeshifter cut off his laughter and pointed at the strongman. “You! That’s what you look like. All brute force and no style. Where’s your sense of showmanship? You dress like you’re part of the circus, but you have all the charm of a drunken office party!” The strongman seemed to deflate slightly.

Toshi, however, was quicker to recover his wits. And with one of the Ketsubusu guy’s sensors exposed now that his attention was on the shapeshifter, he increased his gravity and drove a punch right at it. 

THWACK!

The impact sent the Ketsubusu strongman flying.

Toshi spared the shapeshifter a quick glance. His form was changing again, but Toshi couldn’t tell into what, just that it was horrible. “Sorry,” Toshi said, “but I… gotta bounce!”

Shifting his gravity, he launched himself into a bounding jump to put some distance between him and the shapeshifter.

As he bounced away, he could hear the shapeshifter call out. “I will give you a five second head start just for that pun!”

***

Koharu slammed the heel of her hand into the nose of the Isamu Academy animal shifter, forcing him to release her from his taloned feet. He looked disoriented, flapping his wing-arms hard, as though staying airborne was all he could manage. She hadn’t broken his nose–thank goodness–but that had definitely hurt. His Quirk didn’t seem as versatile as SSZ’s shapeshifter; it looked like he could only take on animal characteristics, like she’d seen him do back during the first event. That was something, at least. It meant there were limits.

He’d put his sensors all on his front. One on each shoulder and one dead center of his chest. While he was still stunned, she fired a blast of String Shot at him, hitting him with enough mass to knock him back as it expanded into a net. It hit him dead on in his center mass, triggering the sensor and pinning him to the wall.

He struggled against it for a moment before his shape began to change again, taking on the muscles and dark fur of a gorilla. Before, her String Shot and Mineta’s balls had pinned him pretty decisively. Here, he had more leverage and her String Shot began to tear.

Which was when the rumbling started. She was flying, so she couldn’t feel it, but she could certainly hear it. And worse, the whole structure seemed to be suddenly shaking.

The sounds of battle that had been filling the structure had come to a clumsy halt. Just moments ago, she’d been able to hear Tatsuma’s heavy footfalls on the floor above and the screaming of the other competitors as they tried to avoid her or stop her without success. The sound of her flame breath had been even scarier, truth be told.

What she hadn’t heard or seen, she realized, was SSZ’s competitor entering the tower, even with the doors open. Maybe she’d just been distracted by her own fight, but she didn’t think so. 

She’d seen Torino and Ushimaru during the first event and the other boy was a very good shapeshifter. The other girl had some kind of water power, right? She remembered it now, the girl rolling out like a small wave during the opening ceremony.

If the ocean ever disappears, don't go looking for it.

It was a lesson drilled into every school child, especially those who lived in coastal cities and island communities.

“High ground!” she yelled. “Get to higher ground!” She flapped her wings hard, heading for the staircase. Going outside would make her too exposed.

“What?” the animalistic shapeshifter asked, confused.

Over her shoulder Koharu could see the arena floor had been ripped open, and a massive wave of water was spilling out from the entry gates, flooding the first floor. The Isamu Academy student was swept away and slammed around. And worse, the water was following her, heading up the stairs!

***

“That’s where you put your sensors?” the purple ninja demanded. One of hers was already glowing. “What is wrong with you?” She’d ditched her chain weapons from earlier and now held a pair of boomerangs. But she also had the high ground, so to speak, having been coming down the stairway as Mika was going up it.

Spencer and Shinji had been going at it when she’d left the bottom floor. And not in the hot way she’d had liked to see and would hopefully be dreaming about tonight. She and everyone else down there had wisely decided to scatter from the ensuing slugfest.

“What?” Mika asked, batting her eyelashes innocently. So she’d put two of her sensors on her boobs and the other on her butt. Psychological warfare was a legitimate tactic for keeping people from trying to touch them! And the officiants hadn’t said a word about it, even if they’d given her a look, so obviously it was fine, right? She was reasonably sure it was fine.

Also, she hadn’t completely heard the ninja over the howling of the wind and the way that ninja mask muffled her speech. Plus there was some kind of rumble and shaking that she didn’t know the cause of. But she was very good at reading people’s reactions to her antics.

The ninja threw her boomerangs, which were glowing as they left her hands. Mika dodged under them, firing off a volley of her balls. The ninja dodged as well, so that all they did was hit the wall. “Guess we both missed,” she started to say.

SMACK! 

Something slammed into her ass, making her yelp and her sensor there go off. The boomerangs sailed around her, landing back in the ninja’s hands.

Right. Boomerangs came back. And an object control quirk. Stupid!

“Hey, at least buy me dinner first!” she yelled, firing more balls at the ninja.

“By the gods,” the ninja said, “Don’t you ever shut up?!” She dodged the volley, but one of the balls struck one of her boomerangs, knocking it out of her hand. The ninja let out a cry of pain and tucked her hand against her body.

It was just the distraction Mika needed. “Only if my mouth’s otherwise occupied!” Mika brought her head low and charged up the steps, catching the ninja off guard as she headbutted her in the stomach. 

Mika kept her speed up, hooves clanging on the metal of the steps, until she reached the top of the stairs. She stopped suddenly there, letting momentum launch the ninja. She landed on the ground in a heap, another of her sensors now blinking.

~*F~*E~*A~*R~*~

It hit her like a blow to the head. Sudden, overwhelming, fear. No, not fear. Terror. The kind of fear reserved for a plant eater suddenly sensing a wolf. The kind of fear that provoked stampedes out on the prairie. The kind of fear that stirred up something ancient and primal in her, and played the sound of ancient hoofbeats in her mind.

Mika ran.

***

Deku being the Symbol of Hope or not, operations at Might Tower were played fairly close to the vest, and as a result, information about what students had interned there recently wasn’t publicly available. The I. Island footage on the other hand, was all over the internet, if you knew where to look. A lot of it was about as high quality as Bigfoot sightings, but if you knew what you were looking for, there were things that stood out.

The same things that had been standing out in public footage of the Shield for a little while now. One For All was about as well understood as the inside of a cat’s head, but Nana Shimura and Sorahiko Torino had kept careful records of everything they’d been able to learn. And all of that had been passed down to The Six Wind Hero - Cyclone, Nozomi Torino. The moth girl was worthy of closer inspection at another time (she’d received Uncle Izuku’s approval, after all), but right now, she was in the same field as Haimawari. She’d agreed to participate in the National Festival partially because the Headmaster requested it, and partially as a training exercise for herself, but now her priorities had shifted.

“Six seconds until entry.” She took a few rapid breaths as the officiant gave her the warning, stretching her lungs.

None of the competitors in the tower had been eliminated yet, and from the screens available, and what she could hear, she was fairly certain she had a fixed location on where her target was.

The roar of the crowd swelled, but her focus remained on the countdown “--one, and… go!”

A high-pitched whistle tore through the air, the exhaust ports her Quirk left across her skin tearing against the air as she burst out of the starting gate. Most of her propulsion came from the soles of her feet, but the ports on her arms allowed her to fine tune her steering. No sooner had the excitement of her and her teammates entering pushed the crowd into further enthusiasm, she clocked the glint of a metal blade flying at her. The ninja student had let themself fall behind as the fighting headed up the stairs, likely waiting to ambush new entrants. A reasonable tactic.

Unfortunately, it meant he was between her and her objective.

The propulsion from her feet abruptly cut off, and she expelled air from one side of her arms, flipping her harshly over the path of the incoming weapon. Her mid-air position was an awkward sight to behold, but she simply let out another blast from her feet and resumed her forward path. She pivoted again, diving under a second blade, then shoved her palms into the ground. Another blast of air, and she flew upwards into her attacker.

“Oh for fu–”

Whatever the Seijin student was about to say turned into something you might hear from a children’s squeaky toy, as Nozomi’s fist met his abdomen. Nothing added from her Quirk except the momentum behind her flight path. ‘Practical training’ was what Uncle Izuku used to jokingly call her signature uppercut. For a brief moment, she could feel the shape of his ribs against her wrist, before the impact sent the boy flying away from her. She hadn’t hit a sensor, but maybe the impact would trigger one of them. Not her concern. 

The ‘pup’ of Haimawari’s Quirk was audible one floor up, interspersed with heavy crashing sounds. Not easy to hear, but if you were already listening for it, you could catch it. He hadn’t pressed his advance further yet.

A floor to ceiling bounce let her build up speed before she flew up and just beyond the edge of the tower, grabbing onto an edge to come swinging around. And there he was. Haimawari, fighting some creature made of garbage.

“Hey, U.A.” It wasn’t the teasing tone she reserved for Toshi, and she certainly wasn’t smiling the way she did for him. She landed in a crouch at the edge of the floor, and shifted into a runner’s starting stance.

“I’ve got something to find out from you.” She took a deep breath, and a thought and a split-second scream later, the distance between the two of them vanished.

***

As Toshi headed for the next set of stairs, something thick and warm wrapped around his body. Not the shapeshifter from SSZ. He’d left him behind when the red ninja had interrupted their chase. The laughing shapeshifter had said something about not being able to resist messing with such a humorless guy. 

Toshi looked down to see red, scaly coils wrapped around him, leading up to the ceiling, where they were attached to a red-haired girl in place of legs, who was hanging in the rafters. Kayda Tsuchinoko. They’d met a few times over the years, though the last time was probably more than five years ago, owing to their families mutual friendship with Aunt Tsu and Uncle Rikido, but he wouldn’t say he really knew her. Sato probably did. 

“Midoriya, right?” Tsuchinoko asked. “Can’t believe I actually caught you. That’s going to win me some prestige back at school even if I don’t win this thing!”

Toshi tensed against her coils. Contrary to how it often looked, he didn’t actually have super-strength. He just used his ability to adjust his gravity to give power to his punches or his jumps, but he couldn’t actually lift a car over his head or break out of chains or anything like that. 

Beep!

The tip of her tail pressed against the sensor on his chest. She’d missed the others, at least.

“Good job!” he said. And it was. He hadn’t been looking up. A big mistake, obviously, and she’d taken advantage of it. 

“But not good enough!”

He canceled his gravity just enough to make himself float and activated the CO2 jets in his boots. He hadn’t used them during the first event, because he only had a limited supply and because they’d been out in the open, where it was easy to get around by jumping. The sudden acceleration was like being shoved forward by being hit by a truck, but Tsuchinoko let out a yelp. She was dragged from her position in the rafters and trailed behind him, still wrapped around his middle.

As the edge of the Tower approached, he cut his jets and returned his gravity to normal, landing on his feet. He increased his gravity to turn himself into the unmovable object and Tsuchinoko snapped around him, her tail releasing as her upper body went flying by. 

Toshi grabbed her tail as her upper body went sailing out into the open air and let himself fall backwards, dragging her back inside. He released her and got quickly to her feet.

She stared at him with eyes with slit pupils. “You saved me? Why?”

Why had he done that? It would have been a nice, easy victory. One person closer to guaranteeing he’d be in the final round. But…

“My body just moved on its own,” Toshi said. “Instinct, I guess.”

“Still got me, though,” Tsuchinoko said. She pointed to a sensor on her tail. “Guess even an accidental tag counts.”

They probably should have fought. It was the smart thing to do. To try and get another strike in that way.

But…

Toshi gave her a smile, before bouncing off. “Good luck!”

***

As Koharu flew, the water followed. It has swept up the Isamu Academy animal shifter (who’d managed to survive by taking on shark characteristics) and slammed him into a wall, setting off one of his sensors. And it had continued to flow even as she’d climbed higher.

It was only when she reached the top floor, open to the sky, that she understood the severity of what had happened. Up in the air, she could see the arena itself had been damaged. The ground had been torn up and exposed pipes shot water into the air in pitiful sprays. The water girl from SSZ – Amani, that was her name – must have pulled more water from the plumbing in order to get that much liquid.

A stupid part of her brain wondered if the toilets were still working after that stunt. Another part called it all overkill. And yet a third wondered if SSZ taught its students to use such over the top measures or if it was just Amani. And then she remembered Ushimaru and Torino, and decided that making that big of an impact might just have been their thing.

Other than the Ketsubusu samurai, who’d been eliminated early, and the Isamu Academy shapeshifter, it looked like everyone else had made it to the roof. Tatsuma was there in her dragon form, the girl from Seiai with the heat touch, and the blue ninja with his fireballs. Tatsuma’s sensors were completely untouched, but both of the others had only one left.

In a show of surprising teamwork, the Seiai girl dropped to her knees and unleashed a wave of heat into the roof, projecting it towards the stairs. Tatsuma and the ninja both unleashed their own firepower on the advancing water as well. It sizzled and steamed, but still rose up in a massive column. It towered over them for a moment, before it came crashing down. 

The Seiai girl was swept away, falling off the tower. She screamed as she fell, making Koharu wince in sympathy. That was a long way down. The ninja was swept away too, but he pulled a grappling hook from somewhere and threw it, snagging a spot along the edge of the tower. 

And Tatsuma? She stood there and took all of it, not being moved in the slightest. The only thing she did to defend herself was to flip her wings in front of herself, protecting her sensors. It was impressive and terrifying all at the same time.

The water pooled and pulled itself towards one spot, rising up and becoming Amani, now magnified in scale enough to look the dragon in the eyes. Koharu couldn’t make out any sign of the SSZ student inside the mass, it seemed that she wasn’t just controlling the water, but was one with it. Midoriya would probably have some really helpful insight as to what that meant and how to counter it, but she was at a loss. Amani and Tatsuma were sizing each other up, like a pair of wolves who had suddenly stumbled into each other’s territory. Tatsuma’s throat swelled as she drewin a breath, preparing to let loose another fire attack, while Amani’s enlarged figure  once again collapsed into a roiling mass of water, only her head visible. All three of her sensors floated and bounced inside her watery mass.

This was not a fight she stood any chance in. Both of them outclassed her on every possible level. Neither of them were even paying any attention to her, even though her instincts were screaming that would change in an instant if she made a move on either of them.

But…

She flapped hard, flying past them. As she did, she released a cloud of her Paralytic Powder. It probably wouldn’t do anything to either of them, but at least it would make her feel like she’d done something.

She swooped down outside the tower, to where the blue ninja was pulling himself back up. She flapped her wings harder, arms extended out in front of her, as she dove towards him.

“Hai-yah!” With one hand still hanging onto his climbing rope, he threw a volley of fireballs at her with his other. 

Internally thankful for the flying drills she’d been put through at the training camp, Koharu dodged them easily. Down to his last sensor, he was getting desperate, his aim erratic. And then she flared her wings, flipping upward, and slowing her descent. As she did, she unleashed her sleep powder, filling the air with orange-yellow powder. His mask helped him some. Most people went to sleep almost immediately, but he was able to throw another few fireballs, his aim even worse than before. His other hand began to slip, until, finally, he started to fall.

She swooped down again, and grabbed his arm, bringing him to a stop with a sudden jerk. His sudden weight made her wings ache as she fought to keep from dropping. Gritting her teeth, she brought them both into the third floor of the tower and dropped him on the still wet ground. His last sensor was on his head, attached to the side of his ninja headgear. She gave it a hard slap. It let out a high pitched beep and she breathed a sigh of relief.. The ceiling dripped on her head.

“That’s three eliminated for Tower Four!” came the voice of Present Mic. “And… Amani has walked off the tower? Talk about making a splash!”

“Yes, but I don’t think Tatsuma liked that, Mic… But with Shiketsu, SSZ, U.A., and Isamu Academy in the final round for this tower, she’s likely to get a second chance to even the score!

***

Driven by unrelenting fear, Mika took a running leap off the side of the tower and began to fall. In that instant, all the induced and irrational fear vanished, leaving her mind as clear as it ever was.

***

(Back at U.A., Chihiro Kaminari suddenly felt the urge to make a sarcastic comment and wasn’t sure why.)

***

Unfortunately, it was replaced by very real and very rational fear. Mika was a tall girl, with dense bones and muscles, and ample amounts of body fat in a number of places considered conventionally attractive by society. All of which meant that she fell very quickly.

Okay brain, she thought, I know I’m usually drowning you with thoughts of hot bodies, but right now, I can’t boobily breast my way out of this, so I need you to do math. You’re falling at x speed, the floors are x meters apart, angle of descent…

She quickly fired a number of balls from her horns, covering the ground below.

BOING!

Grateful for the fact that she didn’t stick to her balls (No, no time to laugh!), Mika instead bounced off them like a trampoline, hitting at just the right angle that she went sailing back into the ground floor of the tower. She slid along the floor until she collided with the central pillar.

“Let’s… not do that again,” she said, quickly getting back on her hooves.

There wasn’t anyone near her on the ground floor at the moment and she was ashamed to admit she’d lost track of who’d been tagged and who hadn’t. She could still hear the sounds of high-speed winds, backed up by a booming laugh, which meant Shinji was still in the game at least. The sound of heavy footfalls, like hammers on anvils, accompanied by delighted Texan yelling, told her that Spencer probably was too.

Quickly, Mika peered around the central pillar to check the other side of the floor. There, as she’d expected, Shinji and Spencer were still duking it out.

“Holy hurricanes!” Shinji bellowed. “I haven’t had this good a fight since I went up against Tatsuma! You are indeed a worthy adversary, friend!”

He shot both arms out, unleashing a massive funnel of wind.

Spencer, meanwhile, was glowing as he ran headlong into the funnel, his arms out in front of him. The wind funnel brought him to a stop momentarily, the glow around him getting brighter as he pushed against it. Little by little, he was actually making headway against the gale, his feet actually leaving footprints in the metal floor.

“You ain’t… so bad… yourself… pardner,” Spencer grunted. He started glowing brighter as he pushed forward.

Shinji planted his feet and kept up the blast of wind for another moment, until he abruptly stopped. Spencer, surprised by the lack of resistance, tumbled forward. Meanwhile, Shinji sidestepped him and thumped him on the back as he stumbled past him, hitting one of the three sensors that were in a triangular shape on Spencer’s back. 

Back when they’d been waiting to be released, Spencer had explained that “If they’re seeing my back, then I deserve to get hit.” Mika could respect it, even if she didn’t follow the logic.

Spencer quickly spun and prepared to attack again, while Shinji rose up on a small tornado and shot away from him. He let out a laugh of his own. “You are good, big fellah. Not many people’s pulled that one off. You got me once. But that’s all you’re gonna get.”

“You’ll forgive me if I disagree!” Shinji shouted, whipping up more winds.

Out of the corner of her eye, Mika spotted someone coming down the far stairwell. Not the purple ninja, but the girl from Ketsubusu, all in black, save for the blank white mask that only showed her eyes. She had to have been the one who’d caused her to go over the tower edge. The Isamu Academy girl had been the one firing the nets and the girl from Seiai had been the one making the steam. And she hadn’t seen either of them in a while.

The Ketsubusu girl began to raise her hands to the sides of her head, her line of sight focusing on Shinji and Spencer. She hadn’t noticed Mika yet. Good.

Lowering her head to aim, Mika fired a pair of balls at the girl. One hit her left arm, breaking her stance and concentration. The other hit her in the stomach, doubling her over and tripping her sensor.

“And that’s three down in Tower Three,” Mount Lady announced. “U.A., SSZ, Shiketsu, and Seijin take this one!”

“Great shot, babe!” Shinji called out, his fight with Spencer already forgotten.

She heard a massive clang that sounded like Spencer kicking the floor. “Ain’t gonna lie, that was nice shootin’, Mimi.” She caught a disappointed tone in his voice.

She walked around the corner. “But you wanted to fight more, didn’t you,?” she asked, a smile tugging at her lips.

“See? You just get me, Mimi.”

***

Toshi was shifting through gravity in high gear, bouncing off walls and the ceiling as quickly as he could. Ahead of him, he could see the red ninja creeping along. Concentrating, he poured on the speed.

“Meteor… Smash!”

He slammed into the ninja before he could react, knocking him down and triggering a sensor. The ninja snapped back up, trying to strike at Toshi (And probably employ that nerve paralysis Quirk of his again), but Toshi had lowered his gravity quickly enough immediately after impact that he went flying out of the way, flipping and landing in a crouch.

The red ninja looked down at the sensor as though it had personally offended him. It was his second strike.

There was a strange sound and a subtle feeling of a change in air pressure, coming from behind him. He didn’t think, he just lowered his gravity and jumped straight up. His head bumped the ceiling, but it was a small price to pay. A bright blue beam sailed under him and struck the red ninja before he could get out of the way, tagging the last of his sensors. It was a force beam and slammed him backwards. 

The ninja slumped against the wall. “All my ninja arts,” he muttered, “useless…”

Toshi looked behind him, to where the beam had come from. It was the Shiketsu competitor, the girl with the three eyes. He hadn’t seen her at all during the first event, but why hide such a simple Quirk?

Wait. She did have three eyes, didn’t she? But then why did she only have one eye now?

“Thank you,” the cyclopean girl said, “for setting him up for me. But my gratitude extends no further. We are still competitors here.” She brought her hands up and released a double-barreled blast.

Toshi turned and bounced, heading toward the stairs. He beams flashed around him, but fortunately none of them hit. Was her depth perception poor with only one eye? If so, that was a bad combination with an Emitter-type Quick like that. He poured on a little more speed…

SMACK!

He impacted hard with something solid and unbendable, where there should have been empty air, and fell backwards, landing on his butt. He looked up, blinking away stars, to see a pinkish energy field in front of the stairs. And just behind it, clearly generating it, was… the cyclopean girl?

Did she have any energy manipulating Quick then? But then why were there two of her? And each one only had one eye. Which meant that there was probably a third one running around somewhere too, no doubt with a unique ability all her own.

At least now he understood why they hadn’t seen much of her during the first event. With a Quirk like that, it was probably great for intelligence gathering, on top of the offensive abilities. 

“Good job, To,” the one who’d fired the beams said, coming up behind him. “I knew we could lead him into a trap.”

“Of course, Ko,” the force field wielding one said.

“All right!” a voice called out. It was another one of the girls. She seemed a little unsteady though and leaned against the wall to guide herself as she approached. “We got him!”

Both of the other girls gave each other a look, then nodded. The force field generating one encased the third’s legs in a block of pink energy and the blasting one hit her with blasts from both hands. The blasts rocked the third girl’s body, tagging one of the sensors as well.

“Well,” the third said, her voice suddenly and surprisingly deep and accented, “it was worth a shot.” And then… the third girl changed. Her form blurred and shifted until she became SSZ’s shapeshifter. He tried to change form again, starting to become something big and monstrous, but more force fields held all his limbs in place while the other blasted him again and again.

Which was when someone else let out a war cry and Toshi barely had time to dodge out of the way. It was the actual other cyclops girl, this one clearly with some kind of strength Quirk. He bounced out of the way of her strikes, rebounding off the walls and ceiling, before barreling back towards her. She parried each time, deflecting his strikes and sending him flying until he could right himself. Her reflexes were good; her strength was even better. This could go badly for him, especially if the other two took down the shapeshifter and joined the fight.

A beep told him that the other cyclopes must have finally taken down the shapeshifter. Toshi paused just long enough to look.

“Th–th–that’s all, folks,” the shapeshifter said, a pig snout suddenly appearing on his face.

“Let me guess,” Toshi said, carefulling looking between the one-eyed girls, “mental connection between your selves he didn’t have?”

The two one-eyed girls looked him over. “Smart,” the blasting one said. “Not a lot of people who can figure that one out.”

Both of them got ready to fight again. 

“And with that, it’s three down for Tower One!” Present Mic announced. “After such a strong showing, who could have predicted SSZ wouldn’t make it to the finals for this tower?! U.A., Shiketsu, Isamu Academy, and Seiai are going on to the next round!”

***

Torino tore through the constructed body of the Seiai girl like a missile, shattering it into a thousand pieces. “Good,” she said. “Just the two of us now.” And she launched again.

There was a time, when faced with an opponent with a personal mad on for him, that Isamu might have panicked and tried to run. Which was not to say he wasn’t still afraid, but a full term at U.A. with Aizawa for a homeroom teacher,, an internship under Deku, the events of the Tokyo invasion, the I. Island affair, and the summer training camp had changed his initial reactions from one of flight to one of fight.

At the speed Torino was traveling, he barely had time to do anything but react. But he threw up both hands and projected his repulsion field outward, as hard as he could. Torino slammed into it with a mighty crack and bounced off, flipping in the air, before she landed on her feet.

“Good reflexes,” she said. And then she was moving again, ricocheting around until she became a blur. His helmet sensors attempted to track her, but she flickered in and out from tracking. The sounds of her rebounding off the various surfaces became a staccato rhythm as he waited for the next strike, from whatever direction it would come. He was getting dizzy from turning to try and follow her.

She struck again and again, and each time, he just barely managed to get a repulsion shield up in time to deflect her blow. 

“Your defense is acceptable, but where’s your offense?” 

He could have pushed his field through his whole body. That would have offered some protection, but it might not have been enough, not all spread out like that. But he’d already been slow a couple times, now, getting his shield up with microseconds to spare. He had to get lucky every time. She only had to get lucky once.

And so did he.

He sucked in a breath and called up his Quirk into his hands. A few months ago, he’d have never dared try this, for fear of completely exhausting himself. But the more he’d trained, the greater his energy reserves, it seemed, especially since the start of the summer. 

He let loose, spinning, arms out, filling the air with rapid fire, low-power blasts from his Quirk. “MACHINE-GUN SHOOT STYLE: MAXI-BLAM!”

Much as a disco ball filled a room with light, his arms filled the air with small pulses of energy as he spun in place, waving his arms through the air. None of them carried more physical power than one of his punches might – he was going for quantity over quality here – but that was hopefully all that he needed.

Isamu was well aware that this was a trick he would probably have only used under desperate measures in the field. It was too wild, too undirected, too dangerous to have used on the streets of a city unless he had no other choice.

But if this wasn’t desperate, then what was?

It was almost deafening, between the screaming whistle of Torino jetting around, the sound of his blasts hitting the metal structure of the tower, and the sounds his blasts made on their own.

KA-POW! 

But there was a very distinct sound his blasts made when they hit someone.

He had shut his eyes shut before spinning, to avoid the resulting dizziness otherwise. As he opened them, Torino was nowhere in sight. Then there was a soft crumbling sound from above, and a piece of grit clattered off his helmet. He abruptly looked up, and Torino was clutching onto the ceiling, perched on one of the beams. 

“Plus Ultra offensive effort,” Torino said. He’d managed, through sheer luck, to tag one of her sensors. And from the way her other arm was cradling her midsection, it looked like it had hurt.“But your follow through leaves much to be desired.” 

Torino released her side and brought up an arm in front of her, gloved palm open. “Air Force - Ten Percent.” The fabric of her glove abruptly swelled like a balloon, before there was the shrrrp of velcro coming undone. The glove flew off her hand and tumbled clumsily but at high speed straight down. Isamu raised his hands in front of him in reflex, bringing up a shield, the glove slapping against it.

While his arms were still raised, he felt his stomach drop as there was a sound of impact on the floor in front of and below him. It was immediately followed by an impact, and a crunching sound as one of his sensors was triggered and smashed. Then his brain registered the impact.

Isamu’s costume was designed like motorcycle gear, to cushion impacts and protect his bones and vital organs from being smashed if he smeared himself on the pavement or ran into a wall. The blow knocked all the air out of him in one massive puff of breath and it was only by virtue of the padding that the blow was slowed just enough that he didn’t also lose his lunch. Throwing up in his helmet would have been very, very bad.

He sank to his knees, holding his stomach. But he managed to bring his head up to see Torino towering over him. She took his helmeted head in her ungloved hand. “You’re skilled. I’ll give you that. And you’ve found a lot of uses for your Quirk. But you lack a killer instinct. That will cost you, every time.”

She drew back her other fist to give him another punch. “And I can keep this up as long as necessary until you tap into what you were given.”

Which was when he activated his Quirk again, extending an adhesion field through his helmet. Torino’s eyes widened in surprise and then Isamu took off at full speed, dragging her along with him as he zipped along on all fours. She threw off his balance something terrible, and between her body and her cape, she created a hell of a lot of drag. But he didn’t particularly care where he was going. He zipped left and right at random intervals, turning sharply near corners to try and bang her against the wall. 

Torino fired her own air jets, trying to change their direction, but he kept his own thrust up, matching her burst for burst, at least for the moment.

But he was so fixated on her, that he wasn’t completely watching the road ahead. It was only when his own proximity alarms started screaming that he looked to see a long, fleshy tube stretching out ahead of him.

“Look out, you idiot!” Torino yelled.

Both of them slammed into the thick tube and bounced off, separating in the process as they skidded to a stop.

The tube retracted, but the rest of what it was attached to rounded the corner. Miyahara, Shiketsu’s stretching rubber man. 

“I don’t know what you two were getting up to,” he said, “but that was way too easy.” 

Miyahara started extending his arms. “I finished off the ninja, and somebody got the girl with the force blasts, so this is for all the marbles.”

***

Isamu would give Miyahara credit, he had a lot of confidence for someone who was facing two-to-one odds against two people with high mobility and range. Even as his arms stretched out to ensnare them, Isamu and Torino moved.

They hadn’t planned it, hadn’t spoken to each other, but their Quirks made it perfect for her to go high and him to go low. Pressed so low to the ground that the zipper on his jacket scraped against the floor, he slammed into Miyahara’s legs at the same time that Torino slammed into his head. 

Isamu kept going, while Torino bounced around for another strike, now aiming for his midsection. This time though, Miyahara elasticized himself against the impact and he stretched against her blow, until he snapped back, sending her flying like a pellet from a slingshot. 

There were a lot of flying heroes that that probably would have worked on. But Torino’s skill and particular Quirk let her almost immediately stop herself, rocketing back again.

Isamu, for his part, drew himself up and fired off a volley of energy pulses. They were physical impacts, so they stretched Miyahara’s body out as they hit (Which was something he was probably going to be seeing in his nightmares.), but did little or not damage.

He may have read this one wrong. The rubber man may have, in fact, been more qualified to deal with them than he’d thought.

“Sorry,” Miyahara said, though he did not, in fact, actually sound sorry. “I’m pretty much punch proof.” 

His arm shot out and Isamu was forced to duck and slide again, keeping just out of his way. Miyahara was good, though, stretching out of the way of Torino’s rapid fire strikes at the same time, his rubbery body moving like a snake.

He got lucky and his hand wrapped around Torino, elongated fingers pinning her arms to her sides. 

“Fine,” Torino gave him a once-over, before a smile pulled at  one side of her mouth. “Let’s see what your limits actually are.” 

As it turned out, holding on to someone who could effectively fly by shooting air out of holes in their body was not a good way to limit the use of their Quirk. Torino jetted off again, around and around the central column of the floor, back and forth, this way and that, with Miyahara’s arm stretching and being pulled along the entire way. 

Miyahara’s look of alarm swiftly became a grimace of pain as he tried to resist the pull, stretching out his other arm to grab onto a ceiling beam in an attempt to anchor himself.

That was when Isamu took his shot. A repulsion pulse, dead center mass, tagging one of Miyahara’s sensors. More importantly though, it knocked him off his feet and he went flying, his other arm reeling him in like a fishing line. Miyahara banged against the tower structure several times by the time Torino stopped, collapsing in a heap at her feet, all of his sensors lit up.

Isamu had far too much of a sense of self-preservation to point out that she’d copied the same basic strategy he’d used on her. 

“And that’s it for Tower Two!” came the voice of Mount Lady. “With that brutal takedown, SSZ, U.A., Seiai, and Ketsubusu will be advancing to the final round!”

“And with that,” Present Mic added, “Round Two is over and we have our tower champions! They all fought an amazing fight, but what will happen in Round Three? We’ll find out after a short break! …and I’d also like to give a big thanks to our dedicated maintenance staff, who I’m sure will have the arena grounds handled just fine.”

The look Torino was giving him, though, suggested that her interest in him was far from satisfied. 

Great.

Just great. 

[stormcrowthegrey]

man, last season gave us such good boys like Hyakkimaru, Mob, Naofumi, Shirogane, Ishigami, Subaru, and Norman, etc

Now we have more good boys like Kudou, Saitama, Tanjiro, Eiji, Takuya and of course Yuki and Kyo ^^

[pocketramblr]

5+ AU: AU where AFO killed All Might at Kamino, please. (He didn't, Toshi is in a coma and will wake up soon because he isn't allowed to die but I am curious about the consequences.)

<.< I'm only answering because of that second half but alright, interesting...

1- All Might goes down, on the ground, eyes closed. OfA flickers out in him, and AfO smiles, sure he's won. He stumbles back a bit, and uses the goopy teleport to return to the Doctor to patch him up

2- Izuku, watching in the crowd, screams and runs back to get back to where the fight was, sparking with his quirk. Iida tackles him, and holds him until the others can help as they try to get out of the crowd that turns into a mob with the panic of seeing All Might "die"

3- Toshinori is eventually taken away into an ambulance, and survives- but barely. The Commission, hospital, and UA decide to not announce that, because it would make the hospital where he was recovering a target. They don't say he's dead either, just silence. That's pretty damning on it's own though.

4- Inko removes Izuku from UA. It's not safe anymore, clearly being a hero is too dangerous too, if that's what happened to All Might, then Izuku wouldn't make it long past graduation. Izuku, numb, doesn't fight it. He just leaves that night, and tries to find Gran or Tsukauchi. It takes him four days before he finds the apartment, another two before Tsukauchi returns to it, and freaks out seeing the teenager waiting, lurking by his doorstep. Izuku comes inside with him and lets him get him some food and drink, and then refuses to eat any until Tsukauchi promises to take him to the hospital where Toshinori is- or to the grave where his ashes are, but Izuku's desperate to hope it's the first if there's been no official announcement of death.

5- Tomura waits, relieved his Sensei is still alive, with the Doctor, even if he doesn't get much word from him. He's used to that, and he knows he failed in letting All Might find and destroy their hideouts and take their hostage back, even if Sensei managed to kill him after. He waits, and doesn't let anything happen to risk more failure in the meantime- no not letting Dabi out alone, no more recruiting attempts, no meeting with Yakuza....

[mighty-toshi-stan]

Toshi x asexual reader? 👀

Toshinori Yagi x Asexual!Reader (GN, they/them)

Pairing: romantic

Warnings: reader frets that Toshi may be upset with them for not wanting to Do The Sex. He is not. There's also a couple brief mentions in the beginning about Toshi being insecure with himself. There is also a brief mention of the reader eating steak (no description, literally just says that Toshi bought them a steak)

-------------------------------------------------------

You’d started dating Toshi about a month ago, but the feelings between the two of you had developed much earlier than that. You’d come to work at UA at the start of term, your hero license and your secondary profession drawing you there because its principal thought your niche background would be valuable. It was, and you drew the former number one hero’s attention quickly. Your drive, your desire to help people, your intelligence- he was smitten with all of it early on. You knew who he was- how couldn’t you? He was quite literally the most famous celebrity in the country, but like most people, you were unfamiliar with his true form. The whole world knew about it now, as it had watched him in that final fight with All For One. You treated him differently in his true form, but not in the same way as the rest of the world did. Whereas they tended to look at him with something akin to pity or disappointment, you looked at him with the same respect and admiration as you had when you first came to UA. The difference came in the form of an emotional closeness that hadn’t been there before. It was as if his hero persona had been a wall between the two of you, and now that it was gone, you were free to get to know each other. Instead of a mob of fans crowding around him, there was the occasional coworker, or a couple of students, but just when he thought they had all left him, you’d quietly appear in his peripheral vision. Every time. God, he could not put into words how much that meant to him, especially since all you wanted was to be around him, to learn more about who he truly was. Not about All Might, but about Toshinori Yagi. Truth be told, he’d had a crush on you since your first week at UA, but he could never really interact with you. But now, not only could he interact with you, you were actively seeking him out. He found it a bit peculiar; he didn’t understand why you’d want to be around him now of all times, but he was glad for it. Before either of you knew it, you’d gone from enjoying each other’s presence to finding comfort in it. Eventually, you started spending more time together; watching movies, talking, baking in the middle of the night. Once, on a particularly bad day for him, he’d confided in you about some of his insecurities. You laced one hand through his fingers on one of his hands and placed your other hand on top of the same hand. Without thinking, he lifted his occupied hand up to his face and pressed a chaste kiss to one of your knuckles. As soon as he made eye contact with you, he confessed how he felt on the spot and was delighted when you reciprocated them. He then asked you out on the first of many official dates. 

The date the two of you were on now was not the first, but it was the most formal thus far. He’d taken you to an upscale restaurant in the city with gorgeous decorations and some of the best food you’d ever tasted. He had paid for all of it in advance, which you greatly appreciated. Even so, as you stared at his face across the table with the snow-white tablecloth, the two of you separated by nothing but a ruby red rose in a crystalline vase, you couldn’t help the uncomfortable dread growing in your stomach. You couldn’t help but to ask yourself, “What does he expect in return for all of this?” You genuinely did not think that one of the kindest, most selfless people on the planet would be the type to expect certain, erm,  favors from you after a fancy date, but you’d thought so before, with other people. It did not turn out well. Your anxiety spiked when you noticed him fidgeting, tugging a bit at his collar or twiddling his thumbs, as if he were getting eager to leave. You knew Toshi would never do anything to hurt you, but you did not want to disappoint him. You left together eventually, him driving the two of you back to the staff dorms at UA. You were both uncharacteristically quiet. When you arrived and parked, neither of you moved. You heard Toshi inhale softly and begin to speak:

“Um, hey, (Y/N)-”

“I’m asexual,” you blurted out. 

He was silent for a moment. You could not see the expression on his face, as it was late in the evening now. He laughed softly, and you held your breath and tensed, expecting the worst. 

“Thank God!” he laughed. 

“Um…what?” you asked, confused and still anxious, and you were also trying to decide if he was insulting you or not. 

“(Y/N), just look here,” he said, rolling up his sleeve and pointing his impromptu flashlight (his cell phone), at the inside of his forearm. When you saw what he wanted you to look at, you immediately relaxed and started giggling along with him. 

It was a tattoo of the asexual pride flag. 

“Thank fuck,” you sighed. “In the past, when I’ve gone on nice dates like this with other people, they had always expected something else out of me afterward. I could tell you were getting nervous, and I thought it had something to do with that. Now I understand that it was actually quite the opposite!” you finished, with another laugh. 

“Yeah, that was totally it! I was worried about what you wanted. I thought I was going to disappoint you,” he replied, the last sentence a bit quieter than the rest. 

“Toshi, you bought me a whole ass steak. A steak, Toshi,” you deadpanned. “How the hell could I possibly be disappointed?”

“I dunno, maybe if it was overdone or something?” 

“Dumbass-”

“I’m joking, I’m joking!” he said, his hands up in a feigned surrender position. 

You smiled up at him and gently grabbed each hand, lacing your fingers together as best as you could. The two of you sat like that for a while, just enjoying each other’s company. 

Eventually, you both decided to go inside. You separated for a bit, going to your respective rooms to change into casual clothes, shower, or do whatever else you needed to do. Next, you reconvened and decided to watch a movie together, eventually settling on Spirited Away, a familiar one that you’d watched together many times before. Neither of you intended to stay awake through the end of it. You both felt a sense of lightness now that everything was out in the open. Neither of you had to worry about it anymore. Toshi gently pulled you on top of him on the recliner so that your head was on his chest. He had one arm draped over you, and the hand of the other arm was lazily tracing patterns onto your back. He smelled faintly of citrus. The warm weight of your body was like an electric weighted blanket to him. You could feel his heart rate slowing down beneath your cheek. When it steadied, you knew he was asleep, and you followed soon after. 

[genjutsu-blog]

Watch /Watched anime list (manga included too)

Naruto

Naruto Shippuden

One Piece

Boruto

Bleach

Dragon Ball

Kaichow wa maid-sama

Masamune-kun no revenge

Meiji Tokyo Renka

Peach Girl

Hakushaku to yousei

Ao Haru Ride

Akatsuki no Yona

Akagami no Shirayuki-hime

Bokura ga ita

Ookami Shoujo to kuro ouji (Wolf Girl Black Prince )

Tsuredure Children

Say I love you

Brothers conflict

Kyou Kara maou

Inuyasha

Itazura na Kiss

Paradise Kiss

Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun

Chuunibyou

Special A

Tonari no Kaibutsu kun

True Tears

Nisekoi

Koi to uso

True tears

Ouran High School Host Club

Kamisama Hajimemashita

Fruits Basket

Toradora

Charlotte

Angel Beats

Jojo's bizarre adventure

Kiznaiver

Bungou Stray Dogs

Noragami

Blue Exorcist

Servamp

Owari no Seraph

Magi : The Kingdom of magic

Sinbad no Bouken

BTOOM!

Baccano!

Durarara!!

Darling in the franxx

Violet evergarden

Overlord

MOB Psycho

One punch man

Kill la Kill

Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagan

Black Clover

Nanatsu no Taizai

Pokemon (all seasons)

Sword Art Online

Monogatari Series

Hyouka

Kuzu no Honkai

Tate no Yuusha

Boku no Hero Academia

Dororo

Zombieland Saga

I want to eat your pancreas

Chihayafuru

Kakegurui (including xx)

Death Parade

Soul Eater

Shokugeki no Soma

Nagi no Asukara

Denpa Onna to Seishun Otoko

Araburu Kisetsu no Otome-domo yo

Yesterday wo utatte

Kaguya Sama love is war

Boarding School Juliet

Arte

Saijaku Mujai no Bahamut

Anohana

Gakusen Toshi Asterisk

Mekakucity Actors

Dakara boku wa h ga dekinai

Re : Zero

Gabriel Dropout

Re : creators

Date a live

Tamako Market

New Game

Working!

Mahou Shoujo Ikusei Keikaku

Nanbaka

Yahari Ore no Seishun Love Come wa Machigatteiru

Little Witch Academia

The Moment You Fall in Love  (  Suki ni Naru Sono Shunkan o  )

Made in Abyss

Classroom of Elite

Houseki no Kuni

Punchline

Plastic Memories

Yamada-kun and the seven witches

Musaigen no Phantom World

Dagashi Kashi

Kuromukuro

Netoge no yome wa onnanoko ja nai to omotta

Kiss Note ( Renai Boukun )

Bakumatsu

itsudatte bokura no koi wa 10-centimeters datta

Miira no Kaikata

K- Project

Plunderer

Nekopara

Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun

Show by Rock!

Show by Rock mashumairesh

227

Hunter x Hunter

Orange

Somali and the forest Spirit

Golden Time

Murenase Seton Gakuen

Happy Sugar life

Seishun buta yarou ( Bunnygirl senpai )

Black Lagoon

Sewayaki Kitsune no senko-san

Wotaku ni Koi wa Muzukashī

Deathnote

Soul eater NOT!

Akame Ga Kill

Trinity Seven

Love Live

Love Live Sunshine!

Himouto no Umaru chan

Kobayashis Dragon Maid

Eromanga sensei

Code Geass

Evangelion

Haikyuu

Guilty Crown

Beastars

Shingeki no kyojin

Oreimo

Kuroko no Basket

Hibike Euphorium

Your Lie in April

Mikagura School Suit Life

Non Non Biyori

Fate Stay Night : unlimited bladeworks

Fate Stay Night Heavens Feel

Fate Stay Night (2006)

Fate Zero

Fate Grand Order : demonic front Babylonia

Lord el Melloi II's cases

Fate Extra Last encore

Fate Apocrypha

Overlord

FairyTail

Fairytail (2014)

Fairytail Final season

Tokyo Ghoul ( including RE )

Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood

Fullmetall Alchemist

High School of the dead

Prison School

Inazuma eleven

Inazuma eleven : go! (y galaxy)

The Royal Tutor

Free!

Kimetsu no Yaiba

Sailor Moon

Mermaid Melody

Vampire Knight

Fire Force

Mirai Nikki

Danganronpa

SquidGirl

Cinderella Girls

Kekkai sensen

Dance With Devils

Fuugo Keiji balance unlimited

Diavolik Lovers

Amnesia

That time I got reencarnated as a slime

Konosuba

Satsuriuki no Tenshi (Angels of death )

Vinland Saga

Katanagatari

Deadman Wonderland

Darwins Game

Makai Ouji

Gintama

Bandori

UnGo

Hataraku Saibou

Haiyore! Nyaruko-san

Natsume Yuujinchou

Tokyo Ravens

The ancient magus bride

Kuroshitsuji

Tenki no Ko

Touken Ranbu

Ma dao Zu Shi

Tokyo Revengers

Chainsaw man

Blue period

Blue flag

Blue lock

Akuma no Riddle

Yuukoku no Moriarty

Kuzu no Honkai

Devilman crybaby

[redrobin-detective]

When I was scrolling and got to the upper part of that Constantine & Billy pic my first thought was "Why is Mob's hair so untidy?" my second was "Wait, is that- No, Toshi doesn't smoke." So yeah, the fandoms here tend towards a certain type.

Haha yep. unless you name people sometimes it's hard to tell what characters are from specific fandoms.

Also I'm incredibly blown away that the drawing has gotten almost 100 notes! Like I doodled it in like 15 minutes at 1am while procrastinating on making nursing education cards. After I took the picture, I immediately tore it up and put it in the shredder bc nurses are nosy bitches and I really didn't want to explain haha. You guys give a weary art kid renewed faith in my rusty drawing skills!

[ok-i-draw]

Doodles of the Silver Cartel hanging out with one another!

[bluebellhairpin]

( Notice: OKAY - The pic there says ‘The Hobbit/LOTR’ but for times sake, and my own sanity, there is none listed thus-far (same goes for the ‘other’ category’). Merci for understanding! )

So I’ve been meaning to do this for a while, and I already have a blog for it ( @nemosrepost ) but that doesn’t get too much attention. Thus, here we are! 

(This was a nightmare to get done - it took weeks to get all the links and pics done up in my spare time - I hope you appreciate that.) 

They’re all sorts here, from Medieval Marvel AU’S, to Modern Attack on Titan one shots. They’re all organised via fandom, and I’ve tried my best to link and tag everything properly, but that is a difficult feat, so beware - for some it may not have worked too well.

Like my *actual* masterlist, this will be updated regularly with new fic recs, and even new characters and fandoms as I read them. All fic’s currently listed (as of November 26, 2020) are found on my reblog account. 

I’ve also tried to add in a ‘recommendation summary’ thing of each - so basically just my thoughts on the fic(s). But anyway, have fun browsing, and overall - enjoy! 

(AND also - LMAOOOO - Have fun scrolling lololololol!) - Nemo

( Pre - Warning: I am not tagging anything as NSWF, 18+, or triggering content. However some fics listed do contain such material. Please refer to the warnings or Authors Notes on each Fic before reading. Stay safe guys! I love you! ) 

Bluebellhairpin’s Masterlist 

Bucky Barnes

Knight in Rusty Armour - Medieval / A/B/O AU! Series - by @revengingbarnes Honestly I binged the first eight chapters (+ prologue) in close to one sitting. That was mostly because that was all that was published at the time. It is completed now. I love both these AU’s, and I love Bucky - win, win! 

Flowers Bloom - Soulmate AU! Series - by revengingbarnes  Another great series, and honestly I’m a slut for soulmate au’s, so this author might be coming after my heart - keep up that good work, if you know what I mean. 

The Great Build Up - Modern / Firefighter Au! One Shot - by @thottybarnes  This ones goes from cute, to hot and steamy, to angsty, and back to cute again. A one shot rollercoaster, and I thoroughly enjoyed every word of it. 

Maybe This Time - Mob Au! One Shot - by @propertyofpoeandbucky Okay, so if there’s one thing I like more than an mobster au, it’s adding children into the mix. Something about big bad guys going all soft for this tiny human - and then making them - and that’s called perfection. 

Whatever It Takes - Biker AU! One Shot - by @sgtjbuccky He like’s to be loud, so what. He rides a bike, so what. I what to ride him and his bike, so what. 

(Un-Named) - One Shot - by @softlybarnes  I’ve never liked Bucky’s metal arm more in my entire life. Using it for a baby going through teething? A+ idea. 

Hero, Waiting - Medieval AU! One Shot -  by captain-ariel-barnes Sadly, this fic is unavailable now, and that - obviously - makes me sad. But I’m adding it her anyway because of how much I adored it. The love triangle between Bucky, Reader, and Steve was amazing, and the feelings? Phenomenal. 

Steve Rogers

If Walls Could Talk - One Shot - by propertyofpoeandbucky  I’ll recreate my original comment on this fic - ‘Ouch’. And that’s all I have to say about that. 

The End of the War - College AU! One Shot - by @redgillan There’s nothing quite like a enemies to lovers trope that’s well-written. But then throw in fight club, a jerk date, ice-cream and pizza - just read it. You’ll understand then. 

The Edge of the Water - Mermaid AU! Series - @floatingpetals I have to admit now, I haven’t read all of this yet. But I also have to say, what I have read was fantastic. Mermaids - and Mermen - they just hit different, you know? 

Pseudo Princess - Medieval AU! Series - by @shreddedparchment​ To date, it’s one of the best fics - nay - stories I’ve ever read. I’d dare to say it’s easily the length of a novel, so if you’re up for the long haul, I’d definitely recommend it. It’s worth the wait - trust me. Op obviously put a hella lot of work into it, and it shows. 

Loki Laufeyson

Loki’s Happy Ending - Series (?) - by @gingerwritess  Listen, I have been and forever will be a Loki girl. Nothing will change that. And every scrap of content Theo produces for Loki I will cradle in my palms and keep warm until they’re ready to go out into the world or whatever - point is, read this. 

Just One Quick Glance - One Shot - by @imagines-trashcan  After watching ‘Endgame’, and squealing at every moment Loki appeared on screen, only to not have him show up in the final battle - this was one of my comfort fics. 

thunderstorms. - One Shot - by @tarynkauai Naturally, Loki’s child would inherit his unease of thunderstorms. And naturally, seeing Loki as a dad makes me happy. 

Stitches - One Shot - by @lokibug​  Loki being nice. I like that. We stan. 

Quentin Beck 

The Curveball - One Shot - by @healingchurch​  Listen, this is on here for a reason. I didn’t really like Mysterio ‘cause of what he did to Peter, but hey, some people are good actors, and some write characters acting very well. 

Stephen Strange 

(Un-Named) - Imagine / One Shot - by @archieimagines​ A cocky bastard and a shy Reader, as far as I’m concerned that a one-way ticket straight to my heart. *wink wonk*.

(Un-Named) - One Shot - by @whirlybirbs​  Honestly, there are multiple fics of hers on this list, and that’s because she’s a damn fine writer, and her stories are just that addictive. This one is no different. I was preparing to read more and then it ended. But all good things, right?

Crash and Burn - One Shot - by @lilyswritings​  The angst, and the angst. I cry, you cry, everyone cries. Unfortunately there is only the one part, but much to my personal joy that means I can interpret the after-ending however I want! 

Frank Castle

(Un-Named) - One Shot - by @alexsunmners​ This is just cute okay? I have no other words except this was plain and simply very, very, very nice to read, and that it makes me feel very soft right here on the inside. 

Peter Parker

Super Smooth Genius - One Shot (?) - by whirlybirbs  Back at it again with the cute, awkward, friendly, neighbourhood, Peter Parker. 

Just Don’t - Soulmate AU! One Shot - by @papel-creativo​ What’d I tell you about soulmate au’s? I can’t resist them. And of course Pete being a caring bf with his hero s/o. So nice. 

Ronan the Accuser 

Make You Proud - One Shot - by @kayleighhalliday2203​ This is justifiable because I was going through a Lee Pace faze and I found it and loved it immediately. 

Ultron

(Un-Named) - One Shot / Series - by @snarky-badger​ This I can also justify having read, because (and if you know me then you know) the robot thing ... Doesn’t bother me as much as it should. And I binged all of it on ao3, so. 

Poe Dameron

(Un-Named) - Masterlist - by propertyofpoeandbucky Okay, I know there’s a lot on this list, and it could take you a while to get through it all, but trust me - it’s worth it. Lani likes Poe, and it shows. He’s written so well. 

Dashing - One Shot / Series ? - by whirlybirbs Birbs does it again. She’s got Punchy!Reader, and if there were a legal way to get all of this Poe thing down into a written book, I’d do it. 

You Can See Me? - Modern / Ghost AU! One Shot - by @tintinwrites​ I just this this one’s really cool. And what Poe does for the reader at the end? So sweet! He would totally do that! 

Across the Hall - Modern / Nurse AU! Series - by @starryeyedstories​  It’s cute, it’s fun, it’s got tension, and a little drama - plus a smidge of angst and Corgi!BB-8. If perfection were ever made into a Modern/Nurse au Poe fic - this would be it. 

Deepest, Lightest Secrets - One Shot - by @writefightandflightclub​  It’s got the humour and overall feel  you’d expect to come from something Star Wars related - honestly I had so much fun reading it, and I’ll happily do it again. 

Levi Ackerman

Names for Him & You - One Shot - by @commanderserwin​ Again, op is one of my main sources for fic’s in this area - so there could be quite a few of them listed here. But this one? Cute as heck. 

Levi’s Secret - Modern AU! One Shot - by @theamberwriter​ This one was damn funny in my opinion. Nothing can ever be hidden from Hange for long. 

You Look So Beautiful In White - Modern AU! One Shot - by @alrightberries​ This fic, it carved out my heart, diced it, shoved it in a blender, then made it into an atomic bomb. I - I was not okay. That amount of angst shouldn’t be allowed. Read it. 

Abeille - Modern / Mafia AU! Series - by @ackermans-freedom-inc​ Honestly, this isn’t finished yet but, honestly, I’m not ready for it to finish. The heartache. The betrayal. The child. I can’t even. 

Lights - Modern AU! One Shot - by commanderserwin This was the first fic I ever read of op’s, and I couldn’t believe what I read so I went back and read it again. I can’t tell you how much I love it, or how I feel about it, so just go read for yourself and you’ll know. 

To Build a Home - Modern AU! Series - by @vennilavee​ If you’re a fan of Levi, you must go read this. It’s so detailed, and just so perfect - whenever a new part comes out I have a quick reboot before going to read it. 

Erwin Smith

One of Us - Modern AU! Miniseries - by commanderserwin I’m not going to lie, this one is here because I requested it, but also because I really liked it, and cried while reading it. So there. 

Reiner Braun

Service to the Crown - Medieval AU! Miniseries - by @present-mel​ It should probably be illegal to write Reiner or Medieval au’s this well, and yet here op is writing both. Like, McScuse me, where do you acquire such talent and can I have some? 

Toshinori Yagi

Flirting with All Might - One Shot - by @lemonlordleah-shinzawa-kitten​ Toshi. The great. The hero. The awkward. He’s a blond boy doing what blond boys do even if he’s a little older he’s still part of the crew.

Stitches - Villain AU / Mini Series - by @itsallmightbitch​  Okay, so I said above that I wouldn’t put warnings on these - but this time I have to. Nothing I’ve read in my whole life emmits such an amount of pure horniness - and I love it. 

Godless - Fantasy AU / One Shot - by @pleasantanathema​  Another ‘All Smite’ fic, yes, I know. But god. They’re so good. This one is another real horny one, so if you can’t tell there is a slight theme running here. And - sksksksks - this is actually from the same ‘general area’ as the Reiner fic listed above (Service to the Crown). There was a event. I read everything. 

Keigo Takami

Preening - One Shot - by @shoutaaizawas​ Literally the softest and cutest damned thing I’ve read for Keigo. No, I’m not just ‘saying’ that, it’s genuine. The feelings I get - or lack thereof due to them turning to mush - it too much for words. Honest. 

Seasonal Special - One Shot - by @keiqos​ I’ll say this now and I’ll say it first - any Hawks fics written by op are *chefs kiss*. They’re amazing. Secondly, rut!Hawks is my weakness - this fic is one of such weaknesses. 

Shouto Aizawa

(Un-Named) - Series - by @theamberwriter​ This is *technically* the second part in the series, but it’s the only part I’ve read and goddamnit, I’m in love. Hubby Aizawa. The disappearing Baby-Zawa. 

I Miss You Texts - SMAU - Kuroo Tetsurou, Bokuto Koutarou, Nishinoya Yuu - by @briswriting​ I miss them too. They ain’t dead. I just feel like I haven’t seen them in so long.  

Little Things - Headcanons - Karasuno - by @haikyuudreaming​ Every single one makes me feel so nostalgic, and I feel so much longing. I love. I loose. I pine. I want. And yet I cannot have. I only dream.  

Cheerleader - Headcanons - Karasuno - by @imagine-101​  I want to be their cheerleader. Now I am able to be. Op, many thanks for the feeding. 

Tsukishima Kei

Cherry Wine - Single Parent AU! Series - by @bakugou-jpg​  I’m gonna head out and say that Tsukki was my first favourite Haikyuu character - then I ‘character developed’ but that only went so far as to give me more favorites. But deadass - read this and you won't regret it. 

Ukai Keishin

(Un-Named) - Ballroom/Latin Dancer AU! Headcanons - by @imagine-that-haikyuu​  I know nothing about dancing. Or ballroom dancing. But I do know I’d love to dance with Ukai. So how’s that for ‘middle ground’? 

[some-thirst-here]

Sounds Fair part 3

All Might x Fem Reader

Part 1 - Part 2

I think this will be the final part.

Toshi locks his office door after shutting it. He has no desire to be interrupted again. Getting all your clothes readjusted you take a seat infront of All Mights desk. Toshi takes the empty chair next to you, his shoulder brushing against you. Both of you are hesitant to speak. It feels like the longest minute of your life.

"I-!" You both try to start at the same time. This leads to another long minute.

"So, that was kind of embarrassing." You say with a nervous laugh. Toshi rubs the back of his neck.

"I did get a little carried away."

"I did kind of bait you into it." You say looking to the ground.

"Then we both got carried away." He gives you a small smile, "So how did you know?"

"Well the door wasn't quite closed the other day and I saw you, uh you know. So is this part of your quirk or?" You have to ask.

It's a tense moment before Toshinori explains everything. Only a handful of people know anything about this. You've been naked together quite a few times, so you've seen his scar. From what Toshi is telling you it only looks half as bad when he is muscled up. You grab Toshi's closest hand.

"Then please don't muscle up on my account. I had no idea you had such limited time."

You don't want the muscles? Should that even surprise him? He did just have you pressed against a desk. You didn't seam opposed to it.

You watch as steam surrounds Toshi and dissipates. Leaving him sitting back in his skinny form.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner." Toshi runs his thumb across the back of your hand. "I was going to tell you I just- I just couldn't figure out the right time."

Toshi figits in his seat. You feel his palm start to sweat. This makes you realize how nervous he is about this. You've never really seen him nervous before.

"Well I should've told you I saw you, but I didn't." You say giving his hand a squeeze. "So let's just be honest with each other from now on."

Toshi smiles at you. "Of course." He's just happy you want to stick around.

*****

Now that you know everything it's so much easier to spend time with Toshinori. You're not limited to lunch time now. Now you stay over at each other's apartments and get to walk around the city together without getting mobbed.

Just one thing is bothering you. You still haven't been intimate with Toshi in his skinny form. Seeing as that's what he looks like 95% of the time you really would like to. It would be nice to have sex more often now that you get more time with him.

That is what's on your mind tonight. Your at Toshi's apartment. He's cleaning the dinner dishes up. You sneak away into his bedroom. Stripping off your clothes you slip on one of Toshi's t-shirts. It's so big the collar hangs off your shoulder. It's more like a loose dress on you than a shirt. Hearing foot steps in the hallway you jump into the bed and get under the covers.

Toshi opens the door to you batting your eyelashes at him.

"Ah, so thats where you went." He says with a smile.

"Yeah you should join me." You say.

His shirt clings to your chest as you stretch your arms over your head. It gives him the perfect view of your nipples through his white shirt. Toshi's cheeks darken as he realizes it's the only thing you have on.

"Toshi~ it's so cold over here by myself." You say pretending to shiver.

"Ok ok." He says with a small laugh.

He kicks off his slippers to crawl in bed with you. Grabbing Toshi's arm you pull it around you. You wiggle back against him and into a spooning position. Toshi thinks you're wiggling around to get comfortable. You just won't stay still.

Toshi quickly grows against your backside. His large hand grips your hip.

"I didn't realize you were so happy to see me.~" you giggle.

"You started it." Toshi growls out. He leans over to capture your lips. Your hand grabs his hair. His hand grabs the back of your thigh, pulling your leg back to rest on his own. Toshi's fingers find his way to your wet slit. He rubs agonizingly slow circles around your clit.

"Toshi don't tease me" you mutter against his mouth. Without warning Toshi plunges two fingers inside you to the knuckle. You gasp at the sudden intrusion.

"Is that better baby?" He asks in that deep voice of his. His palm rubs against you clit as his fingers fill you.

"This is nice but I would rather have something bigger inside me." You say as your hand squeezes his bulge. Toshi groans. He reluctantly pulls his fingers from your heat.

Pushing Toshi onto his back you waste no time in pulling his sweat pants down. You can work on getting his shirt off another time. His cock bobs with its new freedom. It looks bigger than usual next to Toshi's slim form, but that's not going to stop you. You discard your shirt as you straddle him. He grabs your hips to steady you.

Grabbing the base of his cock you press the head to your entrance. Toshi watches as he disappears in your tight heat. He groans as you slowly slide down. He loves watching your pussy stretch around him.

The first time you had sex he was worried you couldn't completely take him in. It was a pleasant surprise to see your wet pussy accept every inch. Just like your doing now.

Holding Toshi's shoulder for leverage you grind down. His hands travel to your bottom grabbing handfuls. His finger tips digging in as he pulls you closer. His hips buck feverishly as he throbs inside you. All you can do is whimper as he pounds you from below. You clench hard around him as your pussy gushes on him. Your so tight and wet Toshi can't last. Slamming deep inside you aa hot spurts of cum fill you.

You may your head on his chest. Both of you are panting. Oh you definitely need sex more often if it's like this.

Tag list - @enchantingcloudponyknight​ @attempt-62​ @eternallyvenus

Requests are open~

[blahkugo]

Sunny!! I am so happy you’ve hit your 1k milestone!! You are the sunflower of my life and I am so happy to know you 🌻 what about Ushijima with an underground aesthetic for your mood board celebration? 💕

lauren i’m in love with you!! thank you so much my mf QUEEN ♡ & thank you for co-creating the smut pile bc i’ve met so many people on there that i love!! hope you enjoy your ushi ♡

                              -ˋˏ ༻ 光 ༺ ˎˊ-

「USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI」

— underground! au

— warnings: violence, asphyxiation, pain, gunplay (?), kidnapping

⤏ ushi, in my mind, can only fit into one role in the world of highly illegal activity: the mob boss. the man is stoic, all business, perhaps a little dense at times (but that’s what a right hand man and underlings are for); so, it only makes sense that he’d be in a position of high power

⤏ what is it they smuggle? coke— pure as snow; it’s the drug of choice for playboy billionaires and a-list celebrities. needless to say, it’s that good shit

⤏ don’t get me wrong, he didn’t choose this path. if anything, he tried ever-so desperately to avoid the family business, even going as far as separating himself from his father completely to create a better life for himself

⤏ but these types of things have a way of roping you back in, and ushijima quickly learns that you can’t escape your past. especially not when you’re on a constant run for your life, fighting off enemy mobs’ hitmen

⤏ when he finally accepts the role, he’s a natural. quick thinking, aloof, unwavering; every choice he makes, he makes with a purpose

⤏ everything’s perfect: money’s rolling in, business is booming, and the perks of being filthy fucking rich aren’t too bad either

⤏ that is, until you come along. rumored to be the most ruthless woman alive, your presence as the competitor mob’s prodigy proves to be increasingly difficult for ushi

⤏ you’re encroaching on his territory. of course, ushi needs to get rid of you; can’t have his spot taken by some heartless woman with a trigger finger

⤏ but when he has you kidnapped, he finds that task much more daunting than he believes it’ll be

“If you’re going to kill me, you might as well get it over with,” you sneer, rolling your eyes. With one leg crossed over the other and a dullness in your eyes, no one would guess your hands are bound tightly behind your back, ropes digging bright red marks into your flesh. 

Your demeanor baffles Wakatoshi; he’d think someone with a gun to their temple, surrounded by dozens of mob men and murderers, would be a bit more afraid, more angry, more of anything. The rumors seem to be completely accurate— you’re apathetic beyond belief. 

“Offer’s still on the table if you want me to gag her, ‘Toshi,” Tendou chirps from behind him, cackling at the whole ordeal. Sadistic motherfucker, but he’s loyal to a fault.

“No,” he sets the handgun on the table next to him with a sigh, “leave us.” The underlings file out of the room without a second glance towards you. 

When he turns back to you, he can’t help but scan your form. He’s well aware he should be focusing on the task at hand— he never hesitates when it comes to disposal— but something inside of him seems utterly put off by your carefree attitude. 

Wakatoshi typically likes his women submissive— compliant and willing to break under his towering frame. It’s simply easier that way. He gets what he wants, sends them on their way, and then he can go back to what matters: his business. 

But you— with the supple lips drawn into an endless frown and the pretty face— he can’t seem to wrap his head around you. 

“Like what you see?” your lips quirk into a cold smile, flashing him a hint of a sharp canine. 

“Yes.” Wakatoshi doesn’t lie, doesn’t see the point of it. His candor seems to throw you off kilter; a hungry gleam takes the place of that usual darkness in your eyes, if only for a moment. Before you can stall any longer, he begins his questioning, “Who’s your supplier?” 

No response. Just that same, detached smile.

“I’ll ask you one more time,” he stalks closer, snagging the weapon off the table. “Who’s,” he bends down. “Your,” the barrel grazes your jaw. “Supplier?” It makes its home beneath your chin, prodding against your delicate neck. 

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” 

He slams the frame of the gun into your cheek.

After all the indifference you’ve shown so far, Wakatoshi shouldn’t be surprised you don’t flinch. But he is; aside from a single tear trailing your face, you don’t react at all. What made you like this? 

“I don’t particularly enjoy this, you know.” He fiddles with his watch, unsure why he feels he owes you any explanation at all. 

“Yes you do,” your skin sports the bright, seething red of a newly forming bruise. “It makes you feel big and strong, makes you feel like a real man, huh?” For once, you show some real emotion, eyebrows furrowing in disgust. 

He’s acutely aware of the subtle heat scorching his neck; it feels like he’s in the chair being interrogated at your hands. Your hands— they must be aching under the strain of the stiff rope. 

Within seconds, you’re untied. Under Wakatoshi’s watchful eyes, you won’t be escaping. And even if you do— high up on the fiftieth floor and surrounded by his men— it’s not like you’ll be getting very far. You stay seated anyways, perhaps understanding the logic. 

“You’re smart.” His praise is curt, nothing more than it needs to be. “I could use that around here.” 

“I know,” your fingers rub at your wrists, dainty and manicured, “but I don’t play well with others.” 

Having never been refused, this answer infuriates Wakatoshi, riles him up and makes him lose his cool in a way he never does. Before he knows it, his fingers are wrapped around your neck, grip just a hair away from being tight enough to leave marks. 

“I think you forget I could kill you in a second.” His eyes bore into yours, watching closely for the slightest hint of fear. You simply smile through the pain, the retort sliding off your tongue barely audible: ‘but you won’t.’ 

His lips meet yours in a rush of fury. It’s not his fault, not at all— you’re driving him insane. He’s never met a woman who didn’t fall to his will, who didn’t fall into his lap and ask to stay for as long as possible. And it’s the thrill of that, of making you that way, that sends the blood rushing straight to his cock, already rock hard and straining against his slacks. 

The position he’s in is awkward; being bent towards you gives you far too much control over the situation, makes him seem weak. Releasing your throat to grip at your soft thighs and pick you up, he seats you on the table instead. 

“Here’s how this is going to go,” he murmurs against your bare shoulder, palms grazing over your hips, dashing beneath your top to nip at your waist, and finally brushing against your breasts. When he kneads at them, tweaking one of your nipples over paper-thin lingerie, he feels your breath catch. “I’m going to fuck you over this table, and then you’re going to join me.” 

“Fat chance,” of course you’re still a smartass, but he has to admit, that attitude of yours sounds much better paired with slight moans and gasps, with your lips quivering instead of glued into a smirk.

But with that outburst, he grows impatient. Flipping you like a rag doll, he presses a palm tightly against your back until your cheek, the bad one, hits the table. Your tiny skirt is hiked up, your panties tugged down, and then he’s spreading your folds, sinking into you, watching your perfect nails scratch against the dark wood. 

It’s tight, of course he didn’t give you any warning, but a rough finger sliding against your slit tells him all he needs to know— you’re soaked. 

And then he’s pounding into you, merciless, unwavering, the version of himself he knows is true. He’s only known you an hour, and before that, through whispered rumors, but he thinks he knows you well enough. 

Wakatoshi will have to break you in a few more times before you truly understand just how powerful he is.

                            ᠃ ⚘᠂ ⚘ 光 ⚘ ᠂ ⚘ ᠃

[someawesomeamvs]

Warning: Violence, lots of flashing lights, spoilers

Title: Funeral

Editor: Jasi Amvs

Song: Funeral

Artist: NEONI

Anime: Akame ga Kill, Angel Beats!, Baki Hanma, Black Bullet, Black Rock Shooter, Blood C, Boku Dake ga Inai Machi (Erased), Boku no Hero Academia, Boruto (2015), Naruto the Movie, Bungou Stray Dogs, Caligula, Castlevania, Chainsaw Man, Charlotte, Chuunibyou demo Koi ga Shitai! Ren, Darling in the FranXX, Death Parade, Dragon Ball Z - Ultimate Tenkaichi, Enen no Shouboutai (Fire Force), Fate Apocrypha, Fate Zero, Fate Grand Order Zettai Majuu Sensen Babylonia, Fog Hill of Five Elements, Gakusen Toshi Asterisk, Genshin Impact (game), Gekijouban, Fate Stay Night Heaven`s Feel, God Eater, Honkai Impact 3rd, Inou Battle wa Nichijou-kei no Naka de, Jujutsu Kaisen, K, Kantai Collection, Kancolle The Movie, Katsugeki Touken Ranbu, Kill la Kill, Kimetsu no Yaiba, Kobayashi-san Chi no Maid Dragon S, Kyokou Suiri, Kyoukai no Kanata, Magi - The Labyrinth of Magic, Mahou Shoujo Madoka Magica, Mob Psycho 100, Monogatari, Musaigen no Phantom World, Mushoku Tensei, Nanatsu no Taizai, No Game No Life, One Piece, One Punch Man, Rakudai Kishi no Calvary, Re Creators, Solo Leveling, Sword Art Online, Shingeki no Kyojin, Takt Op. Destiny, Tenki no Ko (film), Tensei Shitara Slime Datta Ken, Toaru Kagaku no Railgun, Tsukihime Remake, ViVid Strike!

Category: Action