#also tch I have surpassed you

[cyfics]

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Title: School Bully

Warning(s): NSFW!, Aged up!, femdom, pussy eating, pussy drunk Izuku

Pairing: Izuku x fem reader

Pronouns: she/her AFAB

Synopsis: You bully the class nerd.

Word count: 2K !!

Note: Everyone is aged up! Unedited + not proof read

On aO3 as Cyfics btw

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2nd POV

You were walking the schools halls idly without a care in the world, your skirt was riding up your thighs but you didn’t bother pulling them back down.

“Hey Y/n, was wondering when you’d stop slacking off.” Katsuki rolled his eyes playfully at you “Slacking? Me?” You acted offended by his words “Me and the gang were gonna pick on Deku after this last class, you in?” Katsuki asked.

“On Deku? That short loser you and I harass on a daily basis? Well of course! I wouldn’t be myself if I said no.” You laughed to yourself, Katsuki joining you in your little laugh fest as he escorted you down the hall.

The two of you exited the building to the sports area outside, next to a small building where you each got changed into your sports uniform, a huge oval of grass standing behind you two. The rest of your class followed behind not long after you two got there, some of the scrawny extras were already out of breath. ‘Pathetic.’ You thought to yourself.

‘How in the fuck are they gonna survive sport if they can’t even walk from the lunch to the sports field?’ You truly felt bad for them.

“Alrighty class! Now that you’re all here, I’d appreciate it if you all did a few laps around the oval.” The gym teacher instructed before blowing his whistle. “Don’t tell me what to do! I’ll do what I want!” Katsuki growled at the teacher.

“Yeah! We should all skip out, hey?” Katsuki’s goons were delighted at the thought of doing no work. You rolled your eyes at all of them and got a move on, you didn’t care about skipping out. You were happy to the the laps.

You were running at your own pace, which was noticeably faster and quicker than the other students trying to catch up to you. You smirked to yourself as you noticed this, suddenly looking back and gawking at what you saw!

Deku the loser was right behind you! You furrowed your brows and hurriedly moved along, you were now making a show as to not lose to that scrawny runt. Your legs moved faster than your brain did, rushing around the oval to avoid Deku catching up.

“You’re doing good for a girl!” One of Katsuki’s goons called out to you, making no effort in haltering you. “Don’t let that shitty nerd surpass you!” Katsuki was obviously as pissed as you were, and neither of you wanted Deku to beat you.

“Slow down! You’re gonna run out of breath, this isn’t a race god damn it!” The teacher shouted at you. You felt a tinge of embarrassment wash over you, that was true, you didn’t have to challenge Deku where there was no race..

You slowed down and came to a stop, putting your hands on you hips before approaching Katsuki. “Weak, why’d you stop?” Katsuki commented “I did better than you, look at you! You didn’t even try!” You defended yourself “whatever. Here’s a bottle or whatever.” Katsuki offered you a drink bottle.

You took the drink and sipped some water from it, watching as Deku stopped running and came walking over to the lot of you. Deku was covered with sweat, his hair sticking to his forehead from the amount of sweat he was drenched in. You grimaced as you also noticed his shirt clinging to his now damp body.

“Hey Kacchan! Did you see me out there?” Deku asked cheerfully “Tch. I didn’t see shit. Get lost loser!” Katsuki waved him away, Deku didn’t move from this spot though and continued to talk everyone’s ear off.

Deku moved his arm suddenly which accidentally bumped into you and caused you to drench yourself in water, you gasped before quickly growing angry and growling at him. “Shitty loser! Look what you’ve done- you’ll pay for this!” You moved to attack him but was stopped by the teacher.

“Do I need to write you up again, Ms L/n?” The teacher asked you, he could really get on your nerves sometimes. It made you wanna just jump onto him and punch his brain out of his head, but you couldn’t, you had at least some sort of school record you wanted to uphold.

“I’m so sorry, Y/n!” Deku apologised profusely “I don’t care how fucking sorry you are! Fix this right now!” You shouted at the poor boy, Deku huddled up to himself and thought for a moment “C-Come with me! I have a spare shirt you can wear.” Izuku offered you.

You didn’t wanna agree to it but you also didn’t wanna be standing around with wet clothes, so you half assedly agreed and walked off with him. You two ignored the sounds of Katsuki’s goons making fun of you, saying you two were gonna kiss in there.

You entered the changing rooms with Deku, looking around curiously and seeing little to no changes than the girls locker rooms. The only change was that the whole room smelt like boy musk, and it was occasionally littered with clothes sprawled about the floors.

You stood beside Deku as he explored his locker for a spare shirt for you, your eyes wandering to look at his arms. He was a scrawny weak little loser with thin arms, it looked like he had never worked out a day in his life, he had no muscles whatsoever.

“You’re so pathetic looking Deku, you’ve got no arm strength whatsoever.” You commented “h-hah??” Deku was taken off guard, defensively covering his face with his arms. “I’m not hitting you idiot, I’m just saying the truth. You’re a sad little loser and you look like one too, maybe try putting some muscle on those bones.” You insulted him.

Your mouth was bitter with the words slipping off your tongue “H-Hey! I’m trying my best!” Deku frowned “Not doing well enough obviously. Maybe you should try not lying to yourself first!” You laughed to yourself at what you had said.

“Maybe you should- keep nasty things like that to yourself!” Deku’s voice grew shakey and you could tell that his eyes were starting to water too, you would’ve felt bad if you didn’t understand the meaning of your position. You had to be the big bad guy so that little dumb weaklings like Deku could be taught a lesson.

“Maybe you should work out, ever think about that?” You giggled “I-I do!” Deku exclaimed “Not well enough. Have you been eating properly to be able to bulk up?” You asked “e-eating properly..? Like what? I’ve just been eating the stuff my mom makes for me!” Deku explained.

“Are you fucking serious? You get your mom to cook for you? Why don’t you do it yourself, that’s pathetic.” You scoffed at him “I-I’m just always so busy so-“ you cut him off “stop trying to defend yourself. You know that you’re a loser.” You smiled coyly.

“Anywho! If you’re trying to stop being such a small fry maybe you should start eating more protein.” You commented “protein?” Deku was confused. Were you really helping him out? “Hey, I’ve got something with lots of protein you can eat.” You offered him.

“Really? What?” Deku tilted his head in confusion “If you want it you’re gonna have to kneel on the floor.” You smirked at the boy, knowing he’d do just about anything anyone asked him to anyways.

“Why do I have to do that?! That’s so embarrassing- what If someone caught me like that?” Deku whined “They wouldn’t. Theres a whole forty or whatever minutes left and no one’s stupid enough to skip in here.” You explained.

“Except for us..?” Deku pointed out. You sighed “except for us.”

Deku confusedly lowered the the locker room floors, looking up at you and waiting “why do I have to be down here for it?” Deku pouted. “Make it easier for you.” You stood closer to him, basically hovering directly over his face.

You watched Deku’s expression go from pure confusion to pure embarrassment as you lifted your skirt up your legs, Deku’s face grew red and he attempted to back away- back hitting the cold locker doors.

“W-What’re you doing??” Deku was all red and flustered “if you don’t want it just say so. I’m not forcing you to do anything. But if you want protein, pussy juice has a lot.” You explained to him “I- Ah-“ Deku was stammering all over the place.

Deku slowly started to nod his head, shutting his mouth to stop the many times he was stammering. “Good, now get over here and get to work you fucking loser.” You pulled your skirt up again and revealed your lace panties to the nerdy boy.

Deku moved in closer to you, shyly and gently kissing your thighs as you stood above him. “W-What’re you doing idiot?” You asked him with a slight confusion in your voice “I’ve never done this before..” he admitted.

“What’s hard to get? Mouth on pussy. Get to work.” You crossed your arms and watched the flustered boy struggle. He brought one of his thin arms up, his fingers moving your lace underwear to the side. The sight of your pretty pussy almost sending Deku into cardiac arrest.

Deku leaned in, feeling the heat coming from your core. Deku shyly kissed your clit, his tongue slipping past his lips to flick at it. Your left hand immediately flew down to tug on his hair, the other hand being used to bite down on to muffle any noises coming out of you.

Deku took this as a sign he wasn’t doing the worst, growing slightly more confident when he licked at your clit again, swirling his tongue around it. This action continued before his tongue slowly licked lower, Deku growing curious at what his tongue has found.

Deku used his hands to spread your pussy open a little, his tongue slipping into your tight hole. You couldn’t help letting out a soft groan, your hips rocking up against his face. Deku’s tongue slid in and out of you, one of his hands grasping onto your thigh while the other one was brought up to play with your clit.

The added pleasure made it hard for you not to make any sound and Deku knew this, he surely did, that fucking loser bastard was doing this to you on purpose.

Deku’s bright green eyes flickered up to look at you from the position he was in, innocent eyes staring into yours as he was licking at your hot wet cunt. You let out a muffled moan, your hand grasping harshly onto his hair as your hips bucked up against his mouth.

You came undone, legs shaking as your cum leaked out of your pussy into Deku’s mouth. Deku groaned to himself as he had the taste of your cum on his lips, his freckled face pulling away to finally get some air. “You.. taste.. so good..” Deku was breathless “Gross. Don’t say that.” You spat at him.

Deku stayed seated on the floor, you looked down at his pitiful state and then realised he had a huge tent in his trousers. It looked like his dick must be pretty huge, a slightly blush rushing to your cheeks.

“What are you waiting for? Get off the floor loser!” You berated him, Deku sighed before hopping up. His facial expression looked very different to the one you’re used to, he looked almost drunk. Like he was pussy drunk or something.

“I’m not done- let this pathetic loser fuck you please..” Deku whined “Gross. You’re probably a virgin, besides you’re just Deku- I’d never let someone like you fuck me.” You took his shirt and left the change rooms, slipping his shirt over your head as you left him alone in there.

Deku cursed under his breath to himself, he had never ever considered liking you and would even go as far as to say that he had hated you a little even - but with what happened.. He had fell head over heels with you, or at least your pussy.

[archiveikemen]

『Surprise Bag』 Story Sale: Prologue

This is a fan-made translation solely for entertainment purposes with no guaranteed perfection and is not intended as replacement for official localisation. I do not own any of the original content. Please support CYBIRD by buying their stories and playing their games. Reblogs appreciated.

Warnings and FAQ

Ever since becoming the Fairytale Keeper, I’ve built some level of resistance to unusual happenings.

However, despite that, some strange things that happen in Crown still manage to surpass my expectations.

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“Jude” (Ellis): Good morning, Kate. I’m going to make you happy today too.

Kate: … Jude, uhh… did you suffer a blow to the head?

“Jude” (Ellis): Eh? I didn’t take any blows to anywhere, I’m feeling great.

Kate: What happened to your usual scumbag attitude?! Are you sick? Injured, perhaps? We must take you to the hospital at once!

“Ellis” (Jude): Tch, what’s the ruckus about?

“Jude” (Ellis): Oh, Jude.

“Jude” (Ellis): Huh? Why is Jude me?

“Ellis” (Jude): That’s my line. Why are YOU me?

Kate: W-What?

“Elbert” (Alfons): AHHA! This is getting awfully amusing.

Kate: Al… wait, Sir Elbert?!

Kate: Don’t tell me… the one behind you is Alfons?

“Alfons” (Elbert): … When I looked into the mirror, I saw that I turned into Al.

“Elbert” (Alfons): It’s interesting to look at myself objectively.

“Elbert” (Alfons): Oh, El. Please put in more energy when speaking. It’s disturbing to hear myself sound so depressed.

“Alfons” (Elbert): … Energy? … I’ll try.

“Alfons” (Elbert): … ahha.

“Elbert” (Alfons): It was a mistake on my part to expect energy from you.

Kate: Maybe, or not just maybe…

Kate: — Did Jude and Ellis, Alfons and Sir Elbert swap bodies!?

Kate: How did this happen…?

“Ellis” (Jude): Definitely that quack’s fault, I’m going to beat him up.

…

All members of Crown gathered to question Roger, who simply laughed at the situation.

Roger: My bad. I can’t believe it took effect this fast. Aren't I a genius?

Victor: Don't say such things, Roger! Why did such a cute… I mean, serious thing happen?

Liam: Victor, you’re exposing your inner thoughts. Also, your words and facial expression don’t match.

Roger: I was conducting research on whether a curse can be transferred if I swapped the bodies of a cursed person with a normal person.

William: Your insatiable inquisitive mind is truly eye opening, but shouldn't your test subjects be a cursed person and a normal person instead?

Roger: I thought it’d be dangerous if something were to happen to someone who isn’t cursed, so I decided to experiment on these guys first.

Harrison: What do you take us for? We die just like normal people.

“Elbert” (Alfons): Let’s drown that four-eyed musclehead in the River Thames.

“Ellis” (Jude): Yeah. Tie some stone weights onto him and plop him in to make it quick.

Kate: Wait, please don't say such unsettling things with Sir Elbert and Ellis’ faces!

“Jude” (Ellis): But Roger is so cool for being able to make a drug like this.

Liam: … Now Jude is being a softie. Goodness, this is chaos!

Roger: Relax. I’ll produce an antidote if you let me collect the data I need.

Roger: … If I can produce an antidote, that means I can experiment on the others too.

Harrison: … You just said something disturbing.

Roger: I said nothing.

“Elbert” (Alfons): I must say, you have no rights to be bargaining with us. Pardon my vulgar language, but please die.

Harrison: Woah, um… Liam? Oi, oi. — Is he asleep?

“Jude” (Ellis): I touched his head, sorry. I was curious to see if I can use Jude’s curse’s abilities.

Roger: Heh, the curse’s abilities remain in the body, huh. So I am a genius after all!

(This is getting out of hand…!)

Kate: Please give us the antidote immediately, Roger!

Kate: … Oh my goodness, what’s going to happen if this reaches Her Majesty's ears?

Roger: She might fire me for this.

Roger: … That’s why you should help keep an eye on them so word doesn't get out, lil lady.

Kate: Eh? Roger? Hey!

“Ellis” (Jude): Tch… useless. Getting fired just like that.

“Jude” (Ellis): Oh, Jude, body can’t take cig—

“Ellis” (Jude): *cough*... tastes like shit. Ellis, you need to train yourself to take at least ONE cigar.

“Elbert” (Alfons): I could get away with a lot of bad things with this face, don't you think?

Alfons: … Is this spoon beautiful, Kate?

Kate: T-This is driving me insane…!

I so badly wanted it to be some horrible april fools joke, but the scene unfolding before my eyes showed otherwise.

At that point in time, I still didn't know.

— To be continued.

[captainjacklyn]

dorm leaders when they realized they are in love with g/n!reader please

I'm so sorry for answering this ask so late, I hope you enjoy it as much as I loved making it !

Pairing(s) : riddle roseheart x reader, Leona Kingscholar x reader, azul ashengrotto x reader, kalim al-asim x reader, vil schoenheit x reader, Idia Shroud x reader, malleus draconia x reader

warning(s) : I don't think there is anything too angsty or scary, just fluff ! The reader is gender neutral and mostly addressed as 'you'

Dorm leaders realizing they are in love :

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle would be in denial about loving you, not because he doesn't want to but because his mother always said that love was a distraction to the rode of success.

No wonder her husband hates her

As much as he found the idea exasperating, rules were meant to be followed so Riddle would push away any personal feelings aside to concentrate on what was 'more important'.

He tried to do so ever since he met you.

He brushes his crush off as platonic to avoid getting distracted by these foreign feelings. You're just a friend he thought to himself, Just a friend and nothing more.

However, it's impossible to not notice the occasional blush that adorn the red head's cheeks whenever he's around you.

The way he stutters when talking to you despite being normally composed with others.

Riddle will also want to spend more time with you, what's better than a nice study session ? If you aren't the brightest, it's ok. He'll still propose to study with you even if you are the best.

In comparison to how he tutors his fellow dorm members, Riddle will actually be a little more strict. He wants you to surpass yourself and he wants to be the one to help you achieve that.

Gets flustered when you get too close to him, will jump a little if you surprise him at a time where he leasts expects it. It stops being funny the moment he yells : "OFF WITH YOUR-"

Trey will quickly realize his dorm leader's fondness for you and will try to talk to him about it. He also tells Riddle to confess at some point because it's possible to never get a chance like this again.

Leona Kingscholar

Leona...I don't know much about how he would react.

The entire thing is quite complicated, he acts as if he doesn't like you but not in a way that tsunderes do. Leona is chill and treats you like he would with others but with more affection and favoritism.

Smooth talker. B*tch knows what he's doing and if you don't pick up on the signals, he's kissing you and waiting for a reaction to come out.

WILL act softer around you, he's not denying it either. "I like the herbivore and so what ? You gonna cry about it ?" Ruggie really envies you, you don't need to deal with as much stress as him...fucker-

He is a lovable *sshole and I'm not taking that back, he'll chuckle when you say you hate him cause he can get annoying. But in his mind I imagine him panicking like :

Wait seriously ? I mean, I hate myself too but really ?

His ears perk up at the mention of your name, very possessive and very jealous but he trusts you wouldn't try to date his sworn enemy.

After all, who doesn't want him ?

Everyone.

Although he acts prideful and confident he does have his doubts about you as well as if his feelings are reciprocated. Brushes it off like its nothing but someone out there is gonna notice that the dorm leader is ticked off.

He'll invite you to nap with him cause a human body pillow isn't all that bad to be honest, lunch at the botanical garden are a must as well.

Won't care of you're late to class, he's keeping you with him wether you like it or not.

Azul Ashengrotto

B*TCH- trynna act cool and composed when he just spits out ink the moment y'all get too close. He cries about it in his octopus pot and says he'll never crawl out of it again only to come back and make a contract with you to get married I mean- go on a date.

That is totally what I meant....He scribbled 'forever' on it though.

Cute octopus, very shy, won't admit it.

He invites you to Mostro Lounge often, wether you wish to come or not is your choice but just know one of the leech brothers is dragging your ass back there.

He only trusts jade with this task because Floyd will not hesitate to tell you his dorm leader is madly in love with you.

One compliment is enough for him to try and impress you by being almost full of himself. He stutters a lot, it's adorable, you can tease him about it but don't go too hard cause the ink projectile is still an option.

"Why hello there [Name], I was wondering if you could work at the Mostro Lounge ? I promise I can give you a generous pay~" "Actually, your heart is all I need to be repaid but thank you for the kind offer."

Jaws dropped, face flushed, glasses foggy, the heart you wanted exploded and Floyd wheezing on the floor.

Azul rn :

Kalim Al-Asim

Sunshine, so obvious, so adorably stupid he can't even realize you know.

He is a very generous person in general so expect a lot of gifts and plenty of attention directed towards you.

Always celebrates your presence with a party the moment you enter in the scarabia dorms. Jamil is pretty much begging you to invite him instead of coming, because he can only cook and handle so much.

If you're more of a flirtatious type, he will get flustered but not as badly as Azul. Just very bashful and proceeds to laugh it off to calm his beating heart.

"[Name] ! [Name] ! [Name] ! How about we hop over to the dorms ? I'm organizing another party and I think you should come too :D !"

He loves to say your name, he can repeat it every day non stop until Viper drags you back to make him shut up since no one had a second of sleep.

It's been three days, he doesn't wanna listen. (rather he can't listen cause your face is clouding his entire mind)

"Oh ! [Name] ! Wanna head to the light music club with me ? I wanna show you a brand new song we've been practicing !"

He spends most of his time with you and will insist you join him in a lot of activities, of course if you don't want to then that's ok as well !

if you want anything special to eat at lunch he'll buy it for you ! Money isn't exactly a problem for this prince.

He isn't all that flustered when he confesses to you, if you reject him he'll be sad but will understand. He will stay your friend though, poor cinnamon roll doesn't want to ruin your friendship.

Vil Schoenheit

Confident and unbothered by the whole situation, you can't even tell wether he likes you or he's constantly trying to insult you.

It may seem strange, but I feel like vil wouldn't necessarily care when it comes to appearances. he just wants the one he falls for to at least take care of their complexion. He wouldn't love someone with no hygiene that's for sure.

Pays extra attention to you, even Rook could be jealous if he was capable of it. Oh and speaking of the hunter :

Get ready to have rook in your shoes for the rest of your life because if he follows vil around then he'll chase you around, bye bye privacy.

Potato this. Potato that. "Your posture should be better." "You need to fix your hair." "You have something on your face." "DID YOU NOT USE THE SKIN CARE I GAVE YOU- ?!"

He doesn't go soft, its the complete opposite for this guy. Vil really tries to bring out the best out of you but he can sometimes become overbearing.

If you lack self esteem, I'm sure he won't hesitate to show you just how beautiful you are.

*Pulls out mirror from nonexistent pocket* YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL

He balances his time by your side though, cameras are all around when a famous model attends one of the best schools. Rumors will start to spark and it's gonna be a little hard to ignore those. But he'll protect you from them and just deny the ones who talk bad about you.

You bet he's gonna confess to you when the moon is out. He's just smooth like that.

Idia Shroud

Denial is a river in Egypt-

"No, I don't like anyone love is for idiots that have a social life." "Are you sure about that ?" "AAAAAAAAAAAAAH-"

He is Meg in Hades form, it's ok to be in love blue haired man. You have a crush on someone blue haired man and it's not the end of the world.

He will avoid you, a lot.

If you managed to become friends before he fell for you it will be even more awkward, he wants to continue playing games with you but it's different now. He's scared he'll embarrass himself in front of you and it wasn't like that before. Ortho is the only one pushing him to talk to you, but how can he even look at you without turning into a fireball ?!

Whenever you manage to have small talk he just immediately switches to his tablet to hide his gorgeous face behind. Flirt with him and it'll be the end of it.

The ends of his hair become pink and he heats up like crazy, you'll kill him one day you know that !

The more extroverted you are the harder its gonna be for him and even worse if you like to flirt for fun because HOLY MOTHER OF THE HEAVENLY GODS STOP LOOKING AT HIM LIKE THAT-

Is this joke getting old ? Because I still think he is a ticking nuclear bomb that is triggered by strong emotions such as confusion.

God that would explode so easily.

Malleus Draconia

Malleus. Dragon boy. Precious. Just how rich are you-

I'm sure a lot of people have said this already but of course Malleus does not know how humans court other humans.

So he brings you diamonds rubies and other precious stones (necklaces and bracelets too actually) to show how much he fancies you.

Wether you refuse them or accept them is your choice but he gets really pouty when you don't keep it.

Malleus is a little confused, he doesn't understand why you don't comprehend the reason for his actions.

Lilia will probably pop out of nowhere before you meet Malleus again to tell you the meaning behind the expensive gifts.

Just so you know, Dragons are a specie that mate for life, and he chose you to be his partner forever.

"Do you wish to go on a stroll with me, Child of Man ? You would make me a very happy fae if you would ever so kindly accept."

Night walks are very frequent, you can notice the green fireflies peacefully floating around you. It's such a wonderful sight, but the only beautiful view he looks at is you.

"The moon is quite beautiful tonight isn't it ?"

“The moon is beautiful, isn't it?” is a phrase that means you're telling that person that you love them without actually telling them you love them.

Either you're dense or you just rejected him the moment you respond with a yes and looks at you expectantly but nothing happens.

Not a kiss ?

No ?

....

thank you for reading and lasagna-

[stretchyyonko]

- the 3rd draft on my notes HAHAHA

- itallic (you) bold (kaiser) regular (others)

- idk what to put as title 🥹

- idk why I did kaiser tbh pls don't kill me

- words: visors - the helmet face shield

- beware of typos 😭

"Y/N sweetie are you going to school today?"

"yeah, but only to pass this invention of mine, yet I need to try it first, buuuttt i don't know where to try it"

"I'll be home later before dinner mom!"

"Okay then take care sweetie! By the way he's already outside waiting for you!"

"Huh? Who?....wait, it's kaiser isn't it?"

Her mother let out a chuckle as you went outside and saw kaiser leaning on his motorbike scrolling on his phone.

"Why are you here?"

He smirked along with a scoff as he put back his phone on his pocket.

"What else? I'm here to pick you up princess"

"I can manage myself to go to school"

Suddenly you thought about trying on your latest invention.

"Oh wait I can use these roller skates I just upgraded!"

He was confused to what you are saying not until he saw the roller skates you are holding.

"Oh..you mean those?"

"Mhmm"

"Do they go fast?"

"You bet they do" you said with a huff, proudly showing off your latest invention.

Kaiser looked closely on your invention and lets out a smirk.

"Okay put those on, I'm curious how fast can it go, we'll have a race"

She just look at him if he's serious or not.

"H-Huh?"

Kaiser smirked when he saw your reaction.

"You heard me princess, now put those on before I go and put it for you or are you perhaps scared?"

You glared at him as he attempted taunting you.

"NO! I'M NOT!"

"Then put those on, and let's race on the high way, our finish line is the post lamp near to the Berry Cafe"

"Ughh fine wait post lamp? The one near to the Angels Bakery?" He nodded

You sat down on the side walk as you put on the roller skates and kaiser helped you stand up and gave you your pink helmet that he always carry whenever he went to fetch you and put it on.

"Ready?"

"W-WAIT AT LEAST LET ME TURN ON THESE THING"

"fine" he rolled his eyes and it's your turn to smirk as you pushed the on button and started dashing away, leaving kaiser behind dumbfounded.

"HEY! THAT'S A FOUL MOVE!"

"WE'RE NOT IN A SERIOUS RACE IDIOT!" you replied as you gave him the blep expression.

He got triggered and pumped his pace towards you and managed to went ahead from you.

"Woah...not fair your motorbike is sure faster"

"Well you're fine I guess, don't lose to me or else punishments are waiting for you princess" he said and winked at you.

You then pressed on your phone the highest speed for the booster and it indeed went faster and you managed to surpass kaiser's speed.

He got surprised at your sudden dash beside him.

"Tch, you're cute brave enough to match this speed, I like it"

"You're about to loose though..."

He just glared at you and went even more faster. But it's already late cause you already went on the finish line.

The only problem you have right now is you can't stop.

"What? Did the buttons malfunctioned?"

Even kaiser was confused why'd you go pass the finish line. He got a little worried as he drove to you to check up on you.

He managed to catch up on your speed as he opened his visor as he multitask on looking at you and the road.

"WHAT'S WRONG? WHY ARE YOU NOT STOPPING?"

You also opened your visor to properly look at him.

"I-I DON'T KNOW THE BUTTONS MALFUNCTIONED!"

"WHAT?!"

You two are in the middle of a conversation when both of you didn't saw the downhill.

"Wha-WAAAHHHHHHHH!" you screamed from the top of your lungs as you lunged downhill but you managed to balance your body, except it added more speed to your skates.

Kaiser let out a frustrated sigh as he was thinking of how to make you stop.

*HONK! HONK!*

You look in horror as a big truck was coming on its way to you.

"H-Help...am...am I gonna die??" You said outloud as you got stiff while the roller skates shutted down yet the speed is still fast.

Kaiser suddenly thought an idea as he went to catch up with your speed.

"GRABE INTO ME PRINCESS!"

you got off in your trance as you quickly hold kaiser as he hold your waist and the other hand was busy driving the motorbike.

He managed to match your speed and slowed down to the nearby city down hill and stop by to a nearby gasoline station.

"T-Thank you.." you said controlling your tears.

He took off both of your helmets, as he just gave you a menacing look.

"You...you're so careless sometimes"

"S-Sorry.."

He just let out sigh as he parked the motorbike, as you stood there quietly which made him surprised.

"And now you're awfully quiet"

He was about to add another scolding when he heard you sniffing, when he turned he saw you huff your cheeks to prevent yourself from crying.

He let out a chuckle, and went to you wiping off your tears.

"Go on... Talk now princess"

"I-I thought I was gonna die..."

"Mhmm without me you would've been squished by that truck"

He hummed as he calmly wipe your tears looking at you.

"If w-weren't for you I-I..." You're hyperventilating at this point...

He just chuckled and hugged you calming you down, you clutched your hands on his polo shirt as you let out your cries.

"Hush now princess, what matters is you're safe hmm? Now stop crying you look like a douchebag."

You glared at him and wipe your tears and broke off the hug.

"Fuck you, you're not the one who got traumatized today."

"Oh? Still feisty despite of the incident earlier? Love that on you princess"

"Shut up Remy look-a-like"

He looked at you dumbfounded for a while before glaring at you.

"At least I'm a good cook"

"No you're not"

"I basically cooked a Schnitzel for you last time"

"Still, shut up"

"Tch, should've not rescued you a while ago"

"I'M JUST JOKING!"

Kaiser let out a laugh at you change of answers..

Suddenly his phone buzzed, he seemed to got a text from noel noa.

"Princess we need to go back right now..Noa needs me to go for practice"

You suddenly got sad that kaiser is already leaving.

"Can we go to the beach for a minute?"

Kaiser contemplated at first but it's just minutes, it'll not hurt him if he's a minute late right?

"Yeah sure but only for 10 minutes okay?"

"YAAYYY!"

He snorted when you cheered like a kid who their favorite toy.

"LET'S GO!!"

You pulled him on the seashore but hesitated.

"No princess, I'm not going..I'll stay put to watch you here..."

"Tch, bummer"

"Off you go now, you know you only have 10 minutes."

"Oh shit right"

You then quickly took off your roller skate invention and wemt running on the shore as the chill wind blew by to greet you.

You're enjoying yourself splashing on the sea water like a kid.

Meanwhile kaiser was watching you from the distance with a smile on his face, he took out his phone and went to take pictures of you.

He was admiring you from afar his heart thumping freely and he's relieved that you're far or else his secret will get out.

His little secret.

That he's been pinning you for so long.

His only problem is you're dense behavior, despite of his flirting attempts.

But what got him questioning is you not minding him calling you princess or is he delusional?

10 minutes have passed and you went back to him carrying 2 seashells.

"I'm baaaacckk! By the way I just saw these seashells"

"Hmm? Ohh those are very pretty..."

"Yeah-"

"Like you..."

You got surprised at his words and looked at him.

"Wha-"

"L-Let's go back now princess?"

"Y-Yeah"

You two awkwardly went back up as kaiser went to prepare his bike.

"Uhm i'll hold beside your motorbike.."

"You sure princess?"

"Mn"

Kaiser then started the engine of his motorbike.

"You can star-"

You got surprised when he pulled you to him by your waist and gave you a light kiss.

"Y-You-"

"Shush now princess, let's talk about this tomorrow okay?"

You didn't argue further and simply nodded.

"Good girl, now hold tight behind okay?"

"HEY WAIT! DON'T GO ON FULL SPEED!"

"Haha I'm just kidding princess, i'll just go slow this time"

He then started driving in medium speed as you hold on him for dearlife.

He took you safely at home as he then again kissed your cheek goodbye as he went to their daily training.

And yes noa did scold him for arriving late.

Is it worth it? Yeah its worth it.

- uhhh hope you like it mwehet

[luffythinker]

I thinking about the shenanigans of Shindo and Cider 'fighting' over who claims Deku's love after the war (non serious promise, these two are just idiots in love for the same brocoli).

I bet their unofficial triple dates will go like this:

...

Shindo: Hey Zuku! I brought your favorite for the dinner (he ordered katsudon)

Deku: Yo that's so nice! (his eyes bright and his cheeks had a soft pink tone)

Cider: Izu! I rented the entire AM golden era movie compilation, we can have our movie night (he used Endeavor's credit car taken from Shoto to rent the movies).

Deku: Really?! Guys... you don't have to all this for me... (his blush intensifies)

Shindo and Cider feel their faces hot after that both exclaim "NO!!!" at the same time, promising Izuku they're happy to spend some good time with him. They proceed to eat the dinner, while Deku is totally ignorant of the small tension between his two 'friends'.

Later they're sitting on the couch with a movie playing on the tv, but aside of Izuku the others aren't really paying attention to the movies.

Shindo got an idea an he extend his arm over Izuku shoulder, getting him closer to his chest.

Yo: Great night don't you think? (ask to Izuku while giving Cider a smirk)

Deku: Oh... yes (a bit nervious because of being to close to Shindo's muscular chest)

Cider stars feeling angry but he looks at Shindo as if was saying "b*tch please" and then suddenly he drops his head on Deku's lap for the surprise of the others.

Cider: Izu can you pat my hair please? (he put big innocent puppy eyes)

Deku: Of course! (His smile is equally bright)

Izuku loves how fluffy and soft Cider hair is, as he press and tangles his fingers on the light blue locks for the pleasure of Cider.

Shindo was about to get annoyed, but he feels how Izuku started cuddle against his chest, as he wanted to stay as close as possible to the two boys he's secretly in love with.

Izuku is just so happy to have both of them for him that even he forgets about the movies to enjoy the warm and softness of Shindo and Cider.

The tension between them also goes away pretty quick, as in the end they just want their beloved Izuku to be happy.

...

P.S: Cider also shaved a side of his head for match hairstyles with Izuku. Yes these boys are that silly for their brocoli.

HELP THIS IS SO FUNNYKJSDJKSDKJ I think this might be the second throuple I get since Kirishhima, Kaminari and Sero, so shoutout to you!!!

I love the idea of them "fighting" for Izuku's attention, they are so committed to surpassing the other that they don't even realize Izuku has been setting up dates with both of them in the hopes they will get along better and it just turns that they are months into this dynamic and don't know they are all kind of dating kjdfjkfd

It's so funny imagining all 3 of them with the fuckass lesbian haircut just to match Izuku and make him feel a little better <33

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 703: The third years' gaze

Pag 1

1: In the same place as back then, in the same car.....

And also.... with the same feelings!!

Pag 2

1: There's already an 8 minutes gap

2: He has no chance if he doesn't increase his rotation of another 10 turns, sho

3: Raise your cadence of another 30 turns!!

4: Yessir!!

8: I wonder why I can't keep my eyes off Onoda now

Pag 3

1: Finally, the beginner Onoda....

He caught up to Naruko too!!

Hahaha

Onoda-kun is amazing.... he.... he passed five people...!!

2: This race got interesting...

3: People

4: Can grow surprisingly fast

5: I learned it from Naruko-kun earlier

6: Onoda stood up!!

Pag 4

3: Princeeess!!

4: Waaaaaaaagh!!

5: Waaaaaaaaaa

Amazing, sho!! It's a dream, sho!!

Hahahaha

6: Ohhhhh

7: That was a good race

Rest now, retire

Pag 7

4: Kakaka “that day two years ago”?

If Kinjou-san and the other third years were feeling like this while watching our race?

5: Yeah

6: In this car

Same as us!!

7: And looking at the same cours.... huh!!

Pag 8

1: Like our hearts are dancing now while watching the first years' desperate battle before our eyes

Kinaka!!

We got closer!!

Tch

2: That Captain Shades, and the old man, and Makishima-san, were worrying and rejoicing while watching us run? That what you're sayin?

Pag 9

1: Definitely!!

6: Yeah, they were extremely excited

Pag 10

1: That's right!! Kanzaki, you were riding the van that time!!

Well, yes

Ya!! That means Touji-san was driving the car, too!!

2: Ohhhh

3: His expression didn't change, but Kinjou was smiling

Onoda.... he said he couldn't keep his eyes off you

4: Huh!? Eyes!?

Really? Aaahhh...!!

5: Tadokoro screamed “amazing” so loud at your “sprint climbing”, Naruko

Kakaka, seriously!? Of course he did!! But the old man never said a word about it!! Why!! I guess he was shy!!

Pag 11

1: Imaizumi.... Kinjou kept saying until the end that you would be the one to take Minegayama's peak in the first years' race

2: Yeah

3: Kakaka but you lost to Onoda-kun

Shut up, you lost to me at the finish line

Ugh-!

4: Makishima-san....

6: He said that it would be impossible for Onoda-kun to catch up with Imaizumi-kun and Naruko-kun

Pag 12

2: But when Onoda-kun caught up, and Naruko-kun pushed his back and he ran up the mountain

3: And then he won against Imaizumi-kun at the peak

6: Goooo Onodaaa!!

Pag 13

1: He cheered for Onoda-kun the loudest

Pag 14

3: No no no, that's... Makishima-san did!?

Ahhh... really?

Waaaa I'm so thankful.... me!?

Kakaka

Yeah

The other side of that day's race, no, that's-

4: Oh.... oh.....

Kanzaki-san, are you exaggerating to encourage me?

5: Nah

It's just as Miki said

6: Don't be so incredulous, Onoda-kun

Ahhh...!!

Don't be shy

I'm.... I'm shy....

7: That race was so exciting

But they didn't talk about me....

But I was racing, too....

Pag 15

1: Three people are chasing Kinaka!!

2: They're filling the gap!! Now it's 2 or 3 metres!!

3: Will they be able to catch him!? Will they finally... pass him!?

Just a little more

4: Yeah

They're goal is to surpass Kinaka, that's why they joined the club

In terms of distance,they're already close

5: But....

Pag 16

1: Yeah

2: In road racing, you fight with the opponent right before your eyes

Only a bit more!!

3: But also

4: With the topography

7: You also have to fight with the “road”

Pag 17

1: From here on, Minegayama's slope becomes much harder

Pag 18

1: It's the steep slope!!

Pag 19

1: Wha- wait- Kei-chan, what's this

It suddenly became harder

A wall!?

2: This is bad, Kyou-chan

The slope it's steeper

Let's switch to a lower gear!!

3: There's no such thing in basket!!

4: Dammit, we only needed a bit more!! Wait, dammit!!

Kinaka is getting away!!

5: Alright, let's switch to a lower gear!!

Pag 20

2: Minegayama's nickname is Kabezaka*.... in this kind of road, where the slope changes, the difference in experience comes out

Before the the steep slope, Kinaka kept climbing by turning his legs and using inertia, and after that he stepped hard onthe pedals

(*NdT.: a word play with the words “kabe”=wall, and saka= slope)

3: The gap is widening!!

Ngh

It was incredible how they caught up, but those three might drop out here....!!

8: No.....!!

9: Yeah

Pag 21

1: Between those two, who are having an hard time

2: One person is coming out!!

4: To climb up the slope!!

Pag 22

2: It's Rokudai-kun!!

Teeeeeh!!

[zoroara]

OCtober challenge Day 12 - Sample

Once again, Nas pulled his mist flames and condensed them around his body. Carefully practiced so only his mimic could be seen he aims his guns at Mammon and shoots. Mammon not only ends up unaffected, again, but dismisses the Xanxus mimic on Nascosta.

"Myuuu, you should give up on this niche you're trying to do. It's not working, it's too delicate for it to be useful and I've only been giving you a sample of the power I have to dismiss it."

Annoying. They almost want to spit out 'what do you know' but well. Mammon is a better illusionist than they are.

"Shut the fuck up Bambola, if I can get this to work you know just how useful it'll be. You're just damn scared I'll surpass you if I succeed."

The smaller illusionist seemed unamused.

"Though the Boss would be an incredibly powerful mimic if it works as you described how you wanted it to. I doubt that it ever will. Besides, you're still lacking even a fraction of his physical power, you should focus more on cleaning up other illusion types."

"Tch, you only say that because you think an illusionist who uses more than just their illusions are an insult to the craft. You chided me for having the daggers at all when that's the best way to pick off other illusionists."

"It's a crutch, now let's work on something else."

Despite her protests, Nascosta did have to listen to Mammon, after all they were an executive member. Too much sass back and they can very well get rid of her.

This took way too fucking long to draw. Anyway, Though in reality Nas wouldn't be seen at all, I needed a way to show off that he was there in the first place.

Nas and her daggers are why she eventually earns the Title "The Mist Butcher" as the moment he finds another mist user on the battlefield, he hunts them down until he well. Butchers them. However due to his usual way of working, most people don't actually know who they know as "the mist butcher" actually looks like until it's too late. The problem with using mimics so proficiently eventually, is that your face will never be remembered by the enemy, and your work is attributed to someone else.

Also Nas has generally vaguely insulting nicknames for the Varia, mostly just enough that they can get away with saying them. At least with some of them(As an example, Squalo's is much more direct and he does not get away with this).

Xanxus = Crettatura/Craquelure(For those that don't know this is the cracking seen in old pottery/paintings/even fossils/etc, so this is calling Xanxus both a old and pointing out his scars, among other things in the same breath), Squalo = Acciuga/Anchovy, Lussuria = Cardo/Thistle, Mammon = Bambola/Doll, Belphegor = Roditore/Rodent, Levi A Than = Lampreda/Lamprey, Fran = Rumore/Noise

[faereun]

does genesis have any secrets that can be revealed?  what are the prerequisites for this secret coming to light? / @seluniite

oh, absolutely she does. genesis has a handful of secrets, most of which are woven together intricately as they tie into the main parts of her story. the first secret is revealed if the party chooses to investigate kagha and the shadow druids. she'll accidentally let it slip that she was excommunicated from her own grove, but upon realizing her loose tongue, she'll clam up and end the conversation there. if the party chooses not to investigate kagha, when the goblin camp has been taken care of and the party returns to the grove, genesis will mention being forced to leave her grove in a slightly altered line of dialogue.

>so that's why kagha plans to perform the rite…she's allied with shadow druids. narrator: an expression of rage flashes across genesis's face, disappearing as quickly as it came. her hands are balled tightly into fist, however, and her body language is…tense. >you alright, genesis? genesis: pah. i was forced to leave my own grove, and even i can't imagine having ever endangered the entire lot of them like that. inviting shadow druids into their midst? what is that loony cunt thinking? >you were forced to leave your grove? genesis: [silence] genesis: nevermind that. the quicker we bring this evidence back to the grove, the sooner kagha and her traitorous scheming can be dealt with.

the second secret is revealed in act two once the player has a medium approval rating with genesis. the cutscene will be triggered some time after the cutscene wherein gale details his condition and relationship with mystra. she'll speak bitterly of the gods and their fickle nature, how quickly they are to abandon their favorite mortal playthings once they've grown tired of them.

>...i don't mean to pry, but you speak as if you know from experience? genesis: …well, i should've figured we'd come to this point eventually. with so many truths revealed, it's only fair that i also begin to show my hand. truth be told, the reason i have these…powers that i do, why i can innately harness mother nature's anger so…it's because of my mother. >your mother being who, exactly? genesis: [she laughs, bitterly] the forest queen herself. mielikki. and i do know firsthand that even the supposed 'kindest' of gods are eager to rid themselves of mortal nuisances the moment they become more trouble than they're worth. she's the reason i was kicked out of my grove, actually. well, it was more my own actions, but…they were a direct reaction to her own. narrator: genesis visibly bristles, eyes going dark as she seemingly recounts the events of her past. genesis: my whole life she'd promised me i would be her chosen some day. that the reason i could not yet harness her power was because i needed to prove myself worthy. and so i worshipped her, and i buried myself in her teachings, even when she was not there to guide me. i found a grove that worshipped mielikki and they took me in, but even then my endless study did not cease.  genesis: one day, the archdruid had us all gather for an announcement—he had been made the new chosen of mielikki. it felt like i had been gutted, cut down the center like a fish with all my innards pulled out. my blood felt hot in my veins…so hot, i couldn't stand it. i began hyperventilating. suddenly, my vision went black, and when i came to there was godlike strength surging through my limbs and i was on top of the archdruid, fists raining down on his face again and again and again until he was unrecognizable. >oh my god. what…what happened? genesis: tch. my mother lied to me. i had possessed her powers all along, but she was worried what i might do if i discovered them. perhaps she feared i might surpass her, who knows. because she never taught me how to wield those powers properly, they overwhelmed my body and my mind—it was like i had been taken over completely. i would've thought it my own blasted temper if not for the way my blood sang—the way the archdruid had laid flat against the stone as if being held there by some invisible force. needless to say, i left that evening. i don't think i'd ever felt so betrayed in my life, not even so much as when my father walked out on me. >it might not mean much to you, but thank you. for feeling comfortable sharing this all with me. for trusting me with such an uncomfortable memory. genesis: [silent nod] >and for what it's worth? i think you'd make a far more worthy chosen. perhaps your mother was so intimidated by your natural prowess that she could not bear to validate you so. penchant for violence aside…you're rather incredible. or perhaps that's part of what makes you incredible. what i mean to say is...you're amazing, rage and all. narrator: genesis smiles up at you, cheeks flushing just the slightest shade of emerald. she wraps your hand up in hers, squeezing it gently. for hands that are capable of doing so much damage, her touch is…surprisingly tender. genesis: of all the people i could be stuck with, throughout all this? i'm glad it's you.

[tact-and-impulse]

At Arm's Length Chapter 22

Real men talk about their feelings. This took some time because I wanted to get the dialogue right, and I'm happy with it! FF.net, AO3

Chapter 22: To Stand Again

“Hadome!” The outcry was stopped short, as Yahiko buckled under the offensive strike, forced to retreat. “Tch, damn!”

“Language.” Koshijiro gently admonished. He pressed the shinai further, glancing across the boy’s shoulder. “This attempt was better, but what went wrong this time?”

“I didn’t have enough support for my hands. It’s my core, isn’t it?”

“Yes, correct. You can increase your exercises by twenty repetitions.”

“Fifty more!” He was certainly ambitious.

“As long as you don’t injure yourself.”

“Fine. I’m still not there yet.”

“But in just one hour, your reaction time has cut in half. Keep practicing after you come back.” The boy had offered to help Tae and Tsubame, with purchasing supplies. From what he said, Tae had turned to work, setting up in a temporary location while paying for the Akabeko’s rebuilding.

They tidied up the dojo, before sitting outside to cool off. Yahiko gulped his barley tea, and in that quiet moment, he spoke unprompted. “I get it now.”

“Hm?”

“Well…I’ve been taught by Kaoru, then Kenshin, and now you. And I get the differences.” He seemed slightly embarrassed but explained. “You ask me what I want to accomplish first, and if I need to do something else instead. During practice, you ask me where the issue is, and once I figure it out, we fix it. Kaoru does that too, she leads me to the goal and she encourages me a lot. Kenshin is the quietest, but he always gets to the point and it feels rewarding when he approves. Everyone teaches differently.”

“That’s right, and you’ll find your own way of instruction, when the time comes. Emulate what you admire, and don’t be afraid to adjust your methods. Teaching is a matter of approach.”

“And it depends on the student too.”

“Indeed. You have to know what works for the student and what doesn’t.”

“So, could you tell what works for me?”

Koshijiro paused, considering. “Your judgment already surpasses older boys, because you’ve seen battles of high intensity and caliber. With such a quick grasp, you understand how to improve, and I’m glad Kaoru’s given you the opportunity to reflect and analyze. You’ve spent a relatively short time in the dojo, so you respond well to clear instructions. And of course, well-deserved praise. I think it is the right balance.”

Yahiko smiled. “Was that how you taught Kaoru?”

“I would say so. She appreciated the history of kenjutsu, and I would weave it into teaching points. Kaoru has an excellent intuition and unlike most, she could give it the right words. Even when she was a little girl, she would tell me what she wanted to focus on in practice.” He thought of her smaller form, cheeks puffed out as she declared her newest aspiration. The memory was sweet, ruined by the present anxiety, a dark cloud on the horizon.

The conversation had to end there, given the time. However, Yahiko stalled at the gate. “Kamiya-san? Is there anything else I can do here?”

“No, it’s alright. You can go into town. Takani-san must have finished her examination, and I’ll take over in her stead.”

“Misao and Aoshi are still out, huh? How long does it take to plan a boat trip anyway?”

Actually, Makimachi had confided that they were going to train. She was looking particularly enthusiastic, while Shinomori was stoic as ever. “They’re doing a thorough job, and we’ll trust in them. I’ll see you later, Yahiko.” With one last wave to each other, Koshijiro closed the gate.

He went to Himura’s door, and Takani quickly emerged. The dark circles under her eyes were fainter, but she was still taut as a bowstring. “I’m running late!” The number of clinic patients had increased, not just from the attacks, but also the change in weather.

“Dr. Gensai will understand.”

“I’ve always been punctual, it’ll hurt my pride otherwise. Now, there’s tea and broth that can be reheated for Ken-san if he feels like drinking again. It’ll sustain him but if he doesn’t eat, I’ll have to resort to drastic measures.” She frowned.

“As always, thank you for your hard work.”

“I’ll be back in the afternoon.” With that brisk promise, she was off.

And Koshijiro entered Himura’s room.

His position had not changed: sitting against the wall, the chained reverse blade clutched tightly in his hands. Koshijiro sat across from him, watching for any movement. Again, his eyes were resigned and lifeless.

Koshijiro cleared his throat. “The weather is nice today. If you don’t mind, I’ll open the window.” The fresh air swept in, and he realized how stagnant it had been in this room. But if he was going to talk to Himura, they could not be in darkness.

He glanced at the other man, who had turned his face away from the sunshine pouring in. The abundance of red hair had fallen like a curtain.

“I will close it afterwards, but if you are cold, please let me know.” He didn’t expect a response, but then, a single word floated up.

“Why?”

“You asked me that last time, but I’m not sure how to answer. Are you able to tell me more?” Koshijiro kept his voice low, neutral, without judgment.

An exhale. “Why are you not angry with this one?”

“Angry?” He was genuinely surprised. “No, Himura-san, not at all. You fought hard to protect Kaoru.”

“Not enough. This one couldn’t.” Himura retreated further, curling into a ball.

Koshijiro remained quiet for a few moments before continuing. “And you are lost within yourself.”

Chain links rattled and the red curtain shifted. Himura was looking right at him, in startled affirmation.

He pressed on. “You are a swordsman, defined by your abilities and successes. That was unfortunately amplified by the war; your superiors in the Ishin Shishi were enraptured by your skills, at the cost of overlooking the man behind them. But I’m not going to analyze the fight. I am here to find you.”

Himura took a shaky breath, blinking against the light. “As Hitokiri Battousai, this one committed countless murders. This one has tried to atone, and it is not enough. Whatever is left of this one is unworthy.”

“That is not true.” Koshijiro severely said, but Himura’s gaze had already drifted into vacancy. His sense of shame ran deep, entangled in his spirit. In this precarious state, it was too dangerous to push him.

It was excruciatingly silent until Makimachi and Shinomori returned. He let them take over, while he headed into town. He initially intended to speak to Saito, but he was informed by the front that the man was caught in administrative meetings for the day, saddled with acting chief inspector responsibilities.

He walked towards the office, expecting a mountain of paperwork on his desk. However, when he entered the room, his space was free of clutter. Instead, the rookies were barely visible under a heavier than usual workload. Shinichi spotted him first, dropping his pen as he hastily stood. The others followed suit, greeting in a staggered chorus.

“Officer Kamiya!”

“Hello, everyone.”

“You’re not back yet, are you?”

“It’s too soon!”

He hesitated. “I was…running an errand. What have you been assigned?” He approached the nearest desk and read his name on the first stack. “These are mine?”

“We asked for them!”

“You don’t have to worry at all, alright?”

“Take it easy, Officer Kamiya!”

Their kindness touched him. “Thank you. I hope not to inconvenience you for much longer.” When this was over, he would have to treat them heartily.

And at the last minute, he decided to carry out another task. Gritting his teeth, Koshijiro began writing on a fresh sheet of paper. He certainly was not begging Hiko, and he doubted he’d even receive an answer. It was only a brief message that Himura was injured, which was the truth. But after the envelope slipped into the mailbox, he felt a twinge of uncertainty.

Most likely, the letter will not be read in time.

That evening, Himura did finish a bowl of broth, which was a small victory. Despite his anguish, he wasn’t actively giving up. They held onto that knowledge, as they reviewed the plan just outside his room. Takani was already prepared, her stock of medical supplies fully replenished. Meanwhile, Shinomori and Makimachi provided their updates.

From her pocket, the Oniwaban leader brought out a list with a flourish. “Here we go! This is the remainder of our inventory, including fuel and food rations. Everything’s been tucked away in the Heishin Products Company basement.”

“Wasn’t it there to begin with?” Yahiko pointed out.

“Well, the police confiscated most of the goods but we deserve some compensation, right? And I’m still waiting for my new kunai, Jiiya’s sending them from Kyoto. They’re a different alloy, so they’ll pierce better…” She trailed off. “Oh, sorry! Basically, we’re covered as soon as we have a destination!”

Shinomori shook his head. “And we have not determined that yet.”

It was to be expected, it had only been a day since they obtained their lead. But Koshijiro was impatient. He let out a breath. “Then, I will have to ask the assistant chief inspector.”

The timing couldn’t have been better, because there was a call from outside. “It’s Saito. Open up.”

Takani volunteered, though she returned with an additional guest in tow. She seemed much more at ease around the presence of Tokio. “Thank you for the mochi, we’ll enjoy them. There’s leftover tea for both of you.”

“It’s kind of you to offer, but we won’t be long.” Tokio answered, as Saito grunted and took a seat in their circle. His gaze flickered to the closed door but he didn’t acknowledge it otherwise.

“I’ll make this quick. First, we’ve narrowed our search to the southern waters. There are a few small islands, mainly uninhabited, that look promising. We will continue to gather intel.”

“Let us help you.” Shinomori uttered, and Makimachi jumped in as well.

“Please! Espionage and subterfuge are our specialties.”

“Give us the morning, to tie up any loose ends. Then, you can offer your services.” He bluntly said, turning once more to Koshijiro. “Meanwhile, your naval friend is assembling his own team, and they will arrive at the end of the week, with two armed ships. Congratulations, Kamiya.” Despite the monotonous delivery, the news was welcome.

“Hayashi is a good friend, and I look forward to seeing him.”

Saito curtly nodded. “Second, Tokio can watch your home while you’re gone.”

“Thank you.” Koshijiro said, surprised.

“It’s no trouble.” Tokio gave a gracious smile. “In fact, it’s the least I can do. The boys will have to come with me, but we won’t leave any trace that we were here.”

“And lastly,” The third matter had to be unpleasant, because Saito spat the words. “I had to negotiate terms with Shanghai. They will increase security and naval patrols…but if Yukishiro turns up at their port or is found on Chinese land, they’ll keep him and turn over all other non-Chinese companions to us. If he’s arrested in Japan, they can pursue extradition after we try him in our court.”

It sounded perfectly acceptable to Koshijiro, though Saito appeared livid at the possibility that Yukishiro could be swiped away from the end of his katana. Well, he wouldn’t protest; it would be motivating. “So, we’ll devote everything we have to their location.”

“With absolute swiftness.” The assistant chief inspector declared, and he led his wife to the front door. “When I give notice, all of you have to be prepared to fight.”

The emphasis wasn’t lost on them, nor the final glance to the unseen Himura.

Yahiko straightened up. “We will. For sure.”

They turned in for the night, and Koshijiro stared at his ceiling in deep thought. Today’s attempt had not been successful, and there was no room for further missteps. Tomorrow, the discussion would have to lay everything bare. His thoughts folded and refolded, as he considered Himura. Not the assassin, not the wanderer. The man himself.

Just before falling asleep, he knew. In order to learn, there first had to be a solid foundation. And Koshijiro was a teacher.

***

At dawn, he woke on his own and he felt tranquility settle over him like an outer robe. Not wanting to wake anyone else, he quietly made his way to Himura’s room. Shinomori was sitting just inside, head lowered, though he did start when Koshijiro loomed over him. Then, he nodded towards the sleeping form of Himura, back still against the wall. After a moment, he wordlessly left, leaving the two of them alone. Koshijiro drew closer, taking the position directly across Himura.

He sat in meditation, for close to an hour, before Himura finally stirred. His shoulders lifted a fraction, and through his bangs, his eyes slowly opened.

“Good morning.” Koshijiro greeted. “Would you like tea? I can make some.”

A verbal response never came, though in a very slight motion, he shook his head.

“That’s alright. Let me know if you change your mind. It’s a new day.” He stood and opened the window, allowing crisp air to flow in. “And so, we will start over.”

“…how?” Ah, so his interest was piqued.

Koshijiro steeled himself; this was the point of no return, he would have to choose every word carefully. “Himura-san, until now, you’ve been motivated by guilt and shame. I’m not saying that you shouldn’t feel a sense of remorse, but in excess, it consumes you. I know.” He said, his voice raw. “I understand. So, believe me when I say that it cannot be everything you feel. You’ve stayed with us for months. Was it only because of guilt?”

“No!” Himura vehemently answered. It was the strongest response he had since Kaoru was kidnapped. A good sign.

“Then, what have you felt? You can start from the beginning, when you first met Kaoru.”

For a long while, Himura did not speak. And then, he haltingly said. “It was...the end of winter. This one wandered to Tokyo. A chilly evening. In the darkness, this one heard a voice. Kaoru-dono, calling the name of Battousai. A coincidence, she did not know at the time. She was defending Kamiya Kasshin’s reputation. It was the Hiruma brothers, and you know that part of the story, Kamiya-dono.”

“Yes, I do.”

“This one...was very grateful to Kaoru-dono. And touched by her words, her devotion to Kamiya Kasshin and the ideal of a world where swords were not used to kill. This one thought it wouldn’t be bad, to stay for a while. To watch her regain students, to build that better world. And you returned the following week.”

“I apologize again for trying to punch you.”

Himura didn’t smile or laugh, but there was a flicker of light in his gaze, a spark amidst the emptiness. “It was this one’s fault too, for not being clear. Still, this one felt...comfortable. Useful, to cook meals and do laundry and clean the house. Kaoru-dono was always kind, talking about the day and the townsfolk. Who to buy groceries from, who was friendly. And with you, she was much happier. This one can tell you are close.” He paused. “Then, we met Yahiko.”

“That’s right. I understand that you convinced him to learn Kamiya Kasshin. I admit, I wasn’t so sure of him at first. But he’s become more mature and disciplined, a good student. What did you see in him? How did you meet?”

“He stole this one’s wallet. But…this one knew right away, he had the potential of a swordsman. This one went to help him from the yakuza, so he could become a student of the Kamiya dojo. And he has become much stronger, in body and spirit.”

“He has and I’m glad you brought him here. He is vastly different from the wayward pickpocket, and his future is brighter, now that he understands the weight and responsibility of the sword that protects.” Koshijiro then prompted. “He wasn’t the only young man who’s changed.”

“Sanosuke. His first wish was to fight this one, as a representative of the Sekihoutai. Since that day, his boldness has not wavered at all. But instead of thirst for battle, he raises his fists for the group. He is a loyal friend.”

Hopefully, Sagara was faring well. Was he out of trouble at least? Had he reunited with his family? “Yes, he certainly is. Impatient, perhaps, but in the hour of need, he will never abandon the ones he cares for.” He had just finished the sentence, when the door suddenly opened.

Takani’s eyes were round with astonishment at the two of them, the tray in her hands shaking slightly. “I heard voices and I thought…never mind, both of you can keep going. It’s obvious you’re not finished yet. But you have to eat something! Raid the kitchen if you don’t want mochi and tea, the house is all yours for today.” Immediately, she set down the breakfast and as she hurried out, she looked to Koshijiro. Her gaze was misty in gratitude, and she mouthed a thank you. She closed the door with a rattle, and faintly, Koshijiro thought he heard Makimachi’s questioning voice and Takani’s brisk response, before silence returned again.

“That was surprisingly good timing.” He poured the tea and slid a cup to Himura. “She must be headed for the clinic. Takani-san is becoming an excellent doctor; Dr. Gensai never fails to tell me how much she’s progressed.”

“It is her way to atone.” Himura softly said. “To use her skills to heal others instead of leading them to the grave.”

Koshijiro sensed they were treading too close to the dark precipice again and he hastily moved on. “It wasn’t long after that, the Maekawa dojo incident occurred. I remember you offered to accept the challenge instead, and how you defeated Raijuuta for Yutaro’s sake.”

“It was all this one could do.” He deflected, but his eyes met Koshijiro’s. “Kaoru-dono has embraced the role of head instructor.”

“She has, and I’m incredibly proud of her.” And he was anxious for her to be safe, without a single lasting injury. The idea of her in danger was gnawing at him; he quickly pivoted to their discussion. “What happened afterwards…? Ah, then we met Sagara-san’s friend. I’m not sure whether he enjoyed our get-together at the dojo.”

“He was intending to bomb the Department of Internal Affairs.”

That was news to Koshijiro. “I didn’t know about this.” He took one of the mochi, biting into it. The slight sweetness filled his mouth and he carefully pushed the tray closer to Himura.

“This one did not want to wake anyone else, but Sanosuke and Tsunan were already leaving. The latter still held a grudge against the Meiji government, and Sanosuke helped in stopping him.” Himura quietly explained. “So, no harm occurred.”

“Thank you. You protected the city’s peace.” He did vaguely recall a rumor about a break-in, that had paled in comparison to the ensuing events. “I believe Saito-san appeared not long after.”

Himura slowly nodded. “To recruit this one.”

“However, you didn’t want to break your vow.”

“…no. But this one did not know how to decline. As a hitokiri, and then on the front lines, this one followed orders without protest. But…with everyone’s support, this one felt like he could refuse. Until the late minister was killed.”

“And so, you changed your mind.”

“This one could not stand by, to allow Shishio to bring destruction and death.”

“I agree. It would not be like you at all. That was why none of us were surprised. We were sad for you, but we understood.” Koshijiro’s ears burned at the confession. Was that right to say? Yes, sad had to be the appropriate label for how they felt, how he felt at the time.

“In Kyoto, this one…did not expect to see Kaoru-dono and Yahiko.”

“Yes, they followed you.” There was another unbearably long pause. And Koshijiro grasped for a thought. “Because we care for you and worry about you.” It was embarrassing, but he had to keep going. “You were doing the right thing, to stop Shishio, but we would never let you succumb into the depths. To remind you of who you are, the man who belonged at the Kamiya dojo.”

“Belonged?” Himura repeated, his eyes questioning.

“You still do.” Koshijiro gruffly said. “It was not the same without you. Emptier, colder, without your presence. While I was watching the house, there were inquiries about where you’d gone and where Kaoru and Yahiko were. As for myself, I had to clean the shed as a distraction from loneliness. I was very glad when I finally received the telegram of your victory.”

With so much talking, his mouth was dry. He gulped down the lukewarm tea, trying to dampen the flush of discomfort. If he had his handkerchief, he’d wipe his forehead. Talking about his feelings was not his strength. Absolutely not. But for Himura, who needed to find himself again, this was necessary. It was the most important thing right now.

“You did visit every week. It must have been tiring to travel.”

“I was only tired when I returned to the empty house. Otherwise, seeing everyone and observing your progress made the frequent trips worth it.”

“Kyoto holds many memories.” Then, without prompting, Himura said. “But the exercises, the training, the rebuilding and the festival…those are what this one wants to remember about the city.”

Koshijiro carefully looked at him. Perhaps, the darkness had receded a touch, but he was not free of it yet. A little further, as if he was turning, at the base of a long set of steps. Koshijiro offered his hand, fingers splayed, and caught the flicker of Himura’s upward gaze. Better. “And when we were home, your true desire was granted. Kaoru welcomed you, just like this.”

“She did.” His voice was barely a whisper. “And it was peaceful again, until Enishi arrived. This one did not mean to hide the past, but it was painful to share.”

He quickly emphasized. “None of us blame you. We were only worried about you. It is why we fought the other lackeys, and we were glad to lend our support to you.” They had reached the present, at the steepest obstacle; there was no point in reminding Himura of that horrendous night. Koshijiro hesitated, staring at the sakabato. “Now…you have locked up your sword. Why did you do that?”

“Because this one hasn’t found it yet. The answer…” He gripped the sakabato in fierce desperation. “What is the answer to atone for all of this one’s sins? The vow this one made…it was not enough…”

“And you’re right.” At this concession, he glanced up and Koshijiro explained. “You traveled all of Japan, with your oath to never kill again with the sword. But those words carried an assassin’s regret as well. Like the chains between your hands, that mindset shackled you to your past.”

“So, was this one wrong the whole time?”

Whether Himura was right or wrong, that was not for Koshijiro to decide. And perhaps, not even for humans to judge. But the answer was elsewhere entirely, at the top of the foundation they’d been building over the course of the morning. This was the true meaning of their discussion.

“When we first met, I was…blinded by my own assumptions and stubbornly stuck to them. And I only want what is best for Kaoru. But, I was misguided.” Koshijiro bowed his head. He wasn’t certain whether he was choosing the right words, and it was painfully difficult. Here in this moment, he was going to be completely honest. “I understand what she saw in you. You are a selfless man, who has been attentive to the needs of other people. You are always diligent and willing to lend your sword if a fight is unavoidable. You may feel mired in darkness, and yet, with every action over these months, your heart has never wavered. So, what is your answer? It is a new vow.”

“A new…vow.” Himura echoed. The sun had moved with the day’s passing, and the light cast over his face. His hair and eyes shone brighter; had the spark lit anew?

“We have talked for a long time and I already know what it is, but I’m not going to tell you.” At Himura’s confused expression, he clarified. “This is something you need to realize for yourself, to form in your own words. The reason, that Himura Kenshin should live for. Again and again through the memories we have gone over, you have demonstrated it. All you need to do is speak it.”

And with that, Koshijiro brushed himself off and stood. “The tea is cold and it’s nearly time for lunch. I’m going to the kitchen so I’ll be right back.” It was best that Himura have a moment to think anyway, and he wasn’t concerned that the man would try to disappear again.

As for himself, he felt as if he’d undergone a purification ceremony. Exhausted, but with a sense of inner resolve. A satisfying and clean feeling. He had to smile wryly at that.

***

However, as soon as he approached the stove, there was a call from the gate. He hurried outside, and almost bumped into the smaller figure racing across the front yard. Yahiko was trying to catch his breath, the hilts of two shinai peeking over his shoulder, and he grasped Koshijiro’s arm.

“Kamiya-san, come help!” He urged. “There’s trouble in town!”

“Then, lead the way.”

His gaze darted towards the house. “And Kenshin?”

“He’s better but not ready yet. You can explain everything to me.”

The boy began to run and Koshijiro increased his pace as well, as the words spilled. “I was with Tsubame, we were buying stuff for their new place. We were talking because she seemed down and…well, anyway, I was coming back here when I heard the Armstrong cannon!”

It had to be Kujiranami. “He must have broken out of his cell.”

“Yeah, and we need to stop him! I grabbed my shinai and one for you.”

“Thank you, Yahiko. What about the others? Shinomori-san, Makimachi-san?”

Yahiko shook his head. “After breakfast, Misao said they were going to join up with Saito’s team. They think they’ve found a specific island.”

Koshijiro’s heart jumped. “Really? Where? Which one?”

“I don’t know. She was already sprinting off and of course, Aoshi was totally silent.”

“No, it’s fine. I should have expected as much.” Still, he hoped the lead would be fruitful.

“Um…there’s something else. I told Tsubame. Kind of.” He puffed, more exertion than anything. “Like, I said we’d all be together again soon. I know we weren’t supposed to reveal the truth until this is over but she really looked sad, and I wanted to cheer her up.” His expression was guilty, but Koshijiro only gave a reassuring smile.

“Don’t worry. The secret is making us all feel guilty, and the intention was never to distress anyone. But we are close to our goal and I will bear responsibility later. For now, let’s focus on neutralizing the threat.”

At this point, they were a few blocks away from the station. However, smoke was billowing in its direction and the bells for the fire brigade were clanging. And then, there was a familiar explosive boom. It was the middle of the day, and people were confused. Some were standing still, others hastily retreating into their homes. No one was moving fast enough.

The scream of his name drew Koshijiro’s attention, and he locked eyes with Shinichi, who was urgently waving. Koshijiro beckoned him off the main road. Yahiko quietly passed over the shinai, while the young man delivered the report in gasps.

“The cannon-armed guy! He’s escaped!” Shinichi rambled, eyes wild. “The chief hasn’t recovered and the assistant chief had to leave on urgent business. The station’s blown up. A few units have gone to the army and headquarters, but it’ll be another hour before they get here. We don’t have a chain of command, everyone’s going to die-”

“Officer Shinichi, take deep breaths.” He laid his hand upon the young man’s shoulder. “It’ll be alright. Now, when your mind is calm, you can think clearly.”

“Y-yes. I’m sorry, it’s just that this situation is terrible…we need to evacuate the civilians!”

“Agreed. Who’s here?”

“Our unit is on this street, but I don’t know about anyone else.”

“That will be enough.” Koshijiro glanced over the rooftops. A distant crash made him grimace, and he said. “Time is short. We’ll have to act fast, so gather the others.”

At Shinichi’s whistle, the remaining fourteen arrived within the minute. Their identical expressions were of nervousness and concern. Koshijiro split them into groups of three. “Kujiranami is a dangerous individual, not only because of his strength and weapon, but in his rage, he will not hold himself back. He has no targets in mind, so he will indiscriminately point the cannon anywhere. Our priority is evacuation! Fujisawa, Ikehira, Kato: the north. Maeda, Yoshihara, Abe: the west. Kobayashi, Tanaka, Shimizu: the east. Aoki, Tomita, Eguchi: the south. And for Shinichi, Nakamura, and Hoshi: fortify the end of the street. Gather any materials, recruit volunteers. Kujiranami will not go further than here.”

“That’s right!” Yahiko declared. “Kamiya-san and I will stop him! We can use the buildings as cover. We know the area, and together, we can flank him! We’ve got tactics!”

“…Huh?” The officers were taken aback.

“Yahiko’s right. We may not have artillery or manpower, but we have our wits and skill. Most importantly, we have our composure. And…it’s only fitting.” Koshijiro gripped his shinai. “A one-armed opponent for a one-armed criminal.”

“Kamiya-san…”

“Damn, that was good.”

“I’d give my life today, I’m not afraid anymore!”

“No one’s going to die today!” Yahiko admonished them. He tipped his chin to the bright blue sky and roared. “Let’s go!”

Everyone couldn’t help crying out, and then, they separated. People quickly filed out of the vicinity, thanks to the confident directions of the officers. Yahiko scrambled up to a rooftop for a vantage point, though Koshijiro repeatedly told him to be careful. “If he sees you, come down immediately.”

“Got it. He’s still headed this way, they’re trying to shoot at him, but he isn’t affected at all. His cannon looks a little different. Did he always have a bayonet attached to it?”

“That doesn’t sound like the same weapon he was arrested with.”

“How’d he get something like that?”

Koshijiro internally cursed. “It must have been from the prison. I remember when I had my inspection; there’s a room with military grade weapons meant to suppress riots, per the chief jailer’s proud request. Knowing Yukishiro, he must have designed the metal arm to be compatible with other machinery.”

“Yahiko-kun!” They turned instinctively, finding Tsubame standing by the barricade of crates and planks. She must have returned. Her uncertain voice floated towards them. “You’re fighting?”

“I have to. This is what I’ve decided, to protect people with Kamiya Kasshin. So, don’t cry. Like I said earlier, we’re all going to see each other again.”

She stared for a moment, her face crestfallen before she clasped her hands together. “Then…I’m going to the Kamiya dojo! I will find Kenshin-san and tell him everything so he can help!”

“Thanks, Tsubame! Please talk to him!”

“Y-yes! I will!” Her eyes were fearful, but her head was held high as she ran.

“She’s become stronger as well.” Koshijiro noted.

“I believe in her. Kenshin too.” Yahiko grinned at him. “And of course, the both of us.”

Then, the clamor intensified, and the next explosion was much closer. The interval between blasts was shorter than previously, though not as strong. And then, a shadow appeared. Outlined by the glow of flames, he was seething, each step thunderous. If they failed, Kujiranami would rampage throughout the city, unchecked in his destruction.

Koshijiro stood in the middle of the street, lifting the shinai in a neutral position. He inhaled, filling his lungs, and shouted. The kiai was like crackling energy from his head to his feet, and he lowered his stance, connecting to the immovable earth.

Now, he could see the new cannon-arm. Above the bayonet, the barrel was smaller, more suitable for the chain of ammunition draped over Kujiranami’s torso. Grenades. That explained the changes in reload time and force. “He’s firing grenades. These attacks will be faster and more numerous.” He explained to Yahiko.

“We gotta charge him.”

“Yes, exactly.”

“I’ll take the right, Kamiya-san.” The side with the weapon.

“Yahiko-”

“You’re still recovering and I’m a smaller target. I’ll be okay!”

There was no time to protest, because the man was picking up speed. Silently, he trusted Yahiko as they closed the distance. Swerving around, he aimed for the back of Kujiranami’s head. The blow reverberated through Koshijiro’s arm, but other than a pained grunt, Kujiranami shrugged it off. He swung the cannon and there was a glimpse of dark hair whirling away. Yahiko was barely dodging, but he was holding his own. A rivulet of blood trickled from the seam where metal attached to skin.

The hiss was the only warning, and Koshijiro crossed the nearest threshold, taking cover as a grenade exploded in the street. With the amount of ammunition Kujiranami bore, there was no possibility of wasting all his shots. But if the cannon was stuck, where the grenades fed into the barrel…that would eliminate the immediate danger.

“Battousai!” Kujiranami was still fixated on Himura.

Koshijiro rushed out, but the man didn’t seem to register his presence, continuing to trudge forward. Yahiko emerged as well, saying. “We both landed hits, but he doesn’t seem affected at all.”

“What we should target is the loading mechanism of the cannon. There.” Koshijiro pointed the end of his shinai to Kujiranami’s upper arm. Since they were behind him, they could see where the grenades inserted into the underside of the weapon. “I can provide a distraction. Yahiko, can you find a way to jam the cannon?”

“I can do it! I already have an idea.” He nodded confidently.

“Good. I believe in you as well.” Then, after ensuring Yahiko had hidden in a nearby building, Koshijiro called out. “Kujiranami! You will never fight Hitokiri Battousai again!”

Fortunately, this caught his attention. He turned slowly, his face distorted in a sneer. “What?”

“The assassin died with the old era. You are clinging to the past, not even to a ghost, but to the time when your arm was cut off.”

“By Battousai!”

“Because he did not want to take your life! For ten years, you have drowned in resentment and misery, for the sole reason that you were not given a warrior’s death. You unfairly blame Himura-san, and you are wrong.”

Kujiranami snarled, approaching closer. “How would you understand? You lost your left, not even your dominant hand!”

Koshijiro bellowed. “But you’re not the only one who lost something and you’re certainly not the only person who’s ever suffered! Tell me, what have you done, other than cause more suffering?!”

The cannon-arm violently swung, and he was forced to retreat. He ducked, the grenade firing into the rooftop overhead. Dust, splinters, and heat washed over him. With the shinai, he charged once more. This time, he made it obvious, and as expected, he was parried by the metal barrel. The bayonet was now below Koshijiro’s hand, aiming directly at his heart. Only the length of his arm was keeping Kujiranami at bay.

The other man’s expression had become impassive. He seemed less like a raging beast, more human. Was he regaining his sanity? “Why aren’t you bitter? You were a samurai once, weren’t you?”

“Those days are over, and even so, I am not bitter because I know pride is nothing without honor. Do you truly believe you’ve acted as honorably as a samurai should? If you are able to see what you’ve done, you can stop yourself.”

Something in his expression gave, but that hope was short-lived. “…I can’t. Never. This is what I have left of my strength!” The cannon lowered, and Koshijiro’s knees bent further. The bayonet slid, and sharp agony welled at his chest. But he couldn’t disengage.

“Hadome!” A cry resounded, and Yahiko’s short spiky hair appeared. The backs of his hands were catching the bayonet’s base, preventing advancement. His core was strong. Every word was a struggle, yet brimming with willpower. “I won’t let you hurt anyone else! Protecting people with the sword…that’s my strength. That’s how I want to live in the new era. Just like my friends! Kamiya Kasshin Ryuu: Hawatari!”

And then, he launched at Kujiranami and swung at his underarm. That was a weak spot for anyone, and the man recoiled. The bamboo had snapped with the amount of force, but that must have been the plan all along. The loading mechanism was perfectly lined up, and Yahiko inserted the broken hilt within. A harsh grinding noise followed.

“No! No!” Kujiranami howled. His other fist lashed out, knocking Koshijiro in the ribs. He was thrown aside, impacting the ground on his wounded shoulder. Stars of pain lit in his vision, as Kujiranami reached for Yahiko-

A flash of red descended from the sky. The blade shone on the opposite side of the sword, as nine attacks were unleashed in quick succession on Kujiranami. The three-point landing was unsteady, but Himura managed to right himself. In the daylight, he looked thinner and the dark circles under his eyes hadn’t fully receded. But he was here. He had found his reason to stand again.

Relief flooded Koshijiro.

Yahiko swayed on his feet. “Kenshin!”

But Kujiranami remained standing, and he attempted to fire, the grinding worse. With a hoarse shout, Himura soared into the air and struck again, this time at the seam. The cannon clanked, severed from its owner, and dropped uselessly in the dirt. Kujiranami stared at it, then the stump of his arm. Unwrapped, the skin was rubbed raw and irritated, not like a decade-old wound.

“For a second time, I’ve been defeated.” He uttered.

Himura replied. “Even if you wish it, this one will not kill you. You may not have your right hand, but you have a warrior’s fighting spirit. That is how you’ve endured the past ten years, a strength that will surpass any weapon. Please, turn yourself in and continue to live in peace.”

He bowed his head, but the tears on his face couldn’t be concealed. “You, and Kamiya, and…who is this boy?” He looked to where he was protectively standing over Koshijiro.

“I’m Myojin Yahiko, of the Myojin family! My father was a samurai.” Surely, Yahiko’s father would be proud at the burning fire in his son’s gaze.

“A worthy showdown then, and you all spoke honestly. Thank you…and I surrender.” At these words, the officers jumped in with handcuffs and chains. Kujiranami was docile, with one lingering glance at the cannon before it was confiscated. He nodded at Koshijiro, who responded in kind.

He had mustered the energy to sit, and he exhaled. “Welcome back, Himura-san.”

“Forgive this one, Kamiya-dono.” His voice still sounded weak, but he limped towards them. “This one was nearly too late.”

“It’s alright. Have you found what you were seeking?”

“Yes. And thank you.” Abruptly, his knee buckled and he fell to the ground but his fleeting smile was of relief. Koshijiro dragged his weary body next to him and Yahiko collapsed at his other side. They must have made quite a picture, laying on their backs together and though too tired to speak, they stayed in that little huddle.

A screech of braking wheels, and the slam of a door. Leaping over the barricade, Shinomori rushed towards them, with Saito and Makimachi in his wake. Medical bag in her grasp, Takani was squeezing through a gap, Tsubame closely at her heels. Ah, good. Everyone was accounted for…except one person. And they would see her very soon. Koshijiro closed his eyes, and the last thing he registered before exhaustion set in was the city’s budding applause.

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 Chap. 8 (at least whats put down so far) Big things come with small beginnings

Finally it’s the day of the carnival. We have Bakugo, Mina, Kaminari, Kirishima, Tsuyu, Iida, and Todoroki. So basically the bakusquad and the dekusquad without Sero and Uraraka.

Bakugo: This is such a shitty carnival

Mina: It’s great!

Kiri: I agree, I just wish they had other foods than mostly hamburgers tho- I mean they were supposed to have fried steak

Denki: Hamburgers are good!

Mina: He once dropped one, and ate it after I startled him!

Denki: It was a good one. You were the one who bothered me about the carnival! It had the rest of the good toppings on it!

*Shinsou arrives*

Shinsou: Ahh, so you were the one to take the last of the toppings

*everyone but bakugo laughs*

Mina: Finally! We’ve been waiting here for almost an hour!

Shinsou: I texted you guys that I was gonna be late since I was training with my dad- Did it not send out?

Bakugo: *tch* No it did- Sparky here made us wait for you! Such a waste of time over some extra!

Deku: Okay, enough now. I’m starving, let’s get something to eat!

Tsu: I wanted to go on some of the water slides-

Todoroki: Rides do sound fun-

Iida: No, no NO! *aggressive arm gestures* You’ve all got it wrong! First we should plan out what we’re gonna eat, then we have to wait a half hour or more, THEN we can ride rides! MAKE A PLAN! 

Bakugo: Why do you gotta ruin it?! I came here for once to be with you extras, so why don’t we just get this damn thing over with!? *Yelling*

Deku: Damn Iida it will be fine- And Kacchan stop yelling!

Bakugo: SHUT UP DEKU!

Deku: Make me.

       *Uraraka and momo arrive*

Denki: HI GUYS!

Bakugo: *charges at midoriya with explosions*

Uraraka: BAKUGO! *runs in front of Mido*

Bakugo: *stops bc she's a girl and looked at the two girls*

Bakugo: hmm rich bitch and broke bitch finally decided to show up. 

Uraraka-Momo: Shut up extra! *had planned it*

Bakugo: . . .

Everyone pov: Oh no..

Kiri: GRAB HIM!

Denki: *backs away*

Aizawa: *appears and grabs bakugo with his scarves* I THOUGHT I SAID NO NONSENSE! YOU WILL ALL GET ALONG HEAR ME?!

Bakugo: *making tiny explosions*

Aizawa: Bakugo stop making explosions!

Denki: *whispers to shin* You have to deal with that when you're in trouble?

Aizawa: *glared at denki with his eyes red and hair floating (quirk)* Yes he does Kaminari. Do you want to as well??

Shinso: *chuckled a little* heh

Aizawa: *leaves after letting bakugo go*

Bakugo: *charges at mido again*

Kiri: *grabs him* IF YOU DON”T STOP MIDOBRO IS GONNA BE THE NUMBER ONE HERO

Bakugo: NO HE WON’T I’LL SURPASS BOTH HIM AND ALL MIGHT

Todoroki: STOP YELLING YOU TWO YOUR ACTING LIKE FUCKING IDIOTS

Everyone: *silence*

Uraraka: And I thought deku could get really loud but looks like we have another one *floating just chilling*

Todoroki: Well it’s just midoriya and bakugo fighting is causing a lot of attention to people especially our classmates. And it doesn’t help that midoriya also has his quirk fired up. 

Mina: why do you keep not talking, and then when you talk you talk a huge ass sentance?

Todoroki: I don’t know,

Momo: Anywaysss! Me and Todoroki were gonna walk around, anyone wanna join? And also Uraraka you can come since you have no money.

Uraraka: *glares* Thank you all for reminding me I'm broke..

Denki: Damn, why are you in such a bad mood today??

(again this chapter isn't finished this is just what I have so far)

[xivu-arath]

saintvivec replied to your post: also trying to write some good gay content which...

i believe in you! also i can’t believe you’re writing gay stuff before i am,

it’s literally the most lowkey stuff bc I am a weak aro who is overwhelmed by handholding but it should be sweet at least

[outrageousokona]

my question is why did tom never create a holodeck arcade?? or like... bowling alley?? that seems so him??? can you imagine that... seven tries bowling and literally can ONLY get strikes. and tom is like tch yeah of course i can do that! but he literally cannot hit a single pin... but then for whatever reason he can play skeeball like NOBODY’S business.

an arcade date with b’elanna where he secretly replicates whatever she buys with her tickets?? and brings it to her the next day??? also obviously weekly ddr competitions. janeway is the leading champion there, but tuvok’s been known to “bust a move.”

harry would probably be really good at like, claw machine games? he strikes me as a claw machine game kid. also like pacman. b’elanna really likes those games where you sit inside a little dark booth and shoot things. TOM PLAYS THOSE MOTORCYCLE RACE GAMES... but chakotay somehow beats him EVERY time. but that’s okay because chakotay’s usually following janeway around and playing 2p games with her.

seven can and will DESTROY you at any kind of fighter game, but generally chooses to stand behind people and watch what they’re doing instead. neelix is running around making sure everyone’s having a good time (and occasionally jumping in to play ddr) and the doctor, KNOWN to be extremely competitive and has a need to be the best, is uncharacteristically sitting at the bar drinking some fancy fizzy drink the whole time. except for when HE decides to get in on the ddr, and puts the captain to shame in a single game. although if there’s any kind of golf game, he’s there.

and lastly, naturally, bumper cars. tuvok wants nothing to do with it, but neelix begs him to join. tom and b’elanna are menaces they WILL bump into you and they WILL send you spinning into oblivion. janeway chases tuvok specifically, tuvok wishes he was not present. neelix is just roaming having a good time. the doctor is trying to pose as much of a threat as tom and b’elanna, and eventually surpasses them to become Bumper Car King. harry and chakotay just kinda spin around and are happy to be there. thank you for coming to my ted talk

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Sebek, Jack: The Power of One

Also the name of a Pokémon movie—

Sebek was already my favorite of the first years, but with every dumb or dorky thing he says/does, he keeps rising in the overall ranks 😂

Imagine this...

For a so-called proud warrior and retainer to Briar Valley royalty, Sebek sure resembled a kid in a candy store as he dug through his presents. Each gift looked as though a wild crocodile had torn into them teeth first, leaving wrapping paper and ribbons in shreds.

He was currently tearing open an envelope, grinning from ear to ear as he retrieved the contents. Upon opening his card, Sebek’s face melted into a groan.

“What’s up?” Jack asked.

“It’s a letter from my parents.”

“... Shouldn’t you be happy to hear from them?”

“Tch! You don’t understand. While my mother is a regal and powerful mother, my father... he is the exact opposite! An unremarkable, weak-willed man with barely any backbone!! It’s a wonder why my mother chose him as her spouse. I’m embarrassed to even know I’m related to such a man!!”

“... Didn’t you pick Trey-senpai to join you on a deserted island?”

“Your point being?”

“You said you picked him because he’s like your dad,” Jack pointed out. “Your logic isn’t consistent.”

At this, Sebek’s face flared with annoyance. “REGARDLESS! It is a fact that a junior would feel more comfort in having an older, wiser figure to look up to! There is a difference between my father and an upperclassman!!”

“Uh-huh.” Jack looked extremely doubtful.

“Hmph!” Sebek folded the card shut and replaced it in its envelope. “It is just another reminder than I must continue to train and study hard. Since my weakling of a father cannot possibly defend himself... I will just have to defend him in his place!”

“Thos are good methods of channeling your energy,” Jack agreed with a nod. “You said you want to be a retainer and advisor to Malleus-senpai when you graduate, right?”

“That is correct! There is no greater honor than serving the young master and our great home country, the Briar Valley!” Sebek brought a clenched fist to his chest and puffed up. “My grandfather on my mother’s used to serve in the Royal Guard! I hope to someday match--or even surpass--him!”

“You’re working hard to protect others...” The beastman scratched the back of his head, his eyes falling away. “Not exactly something I get. I’d rather just stick to myself. When others get involved, it gets complicated.”

“Hah! That is a simple-minded way of thinking!” Sebek scoffed. “Does one cultivate strength to use it selfishly? No--such power exists to be used to defend that which you care about the most. The land you hail from, and the people within it... YOU MUST HAVE MORE PRIDE IN THAT!!”

Jack recoiled, his ears flattening in an attempt to adjust to Sebek’s volume. He grimaced, regarding his peer with a wary eye. “You don’t half-ass anything, do you?”

“Of course not! As Lilia-sama has once told me... ‘a single grain of rice can tip the scales’. One person’s contributions can change the course of history. Therefore, I must do my utmost in every task, every goal. Anything less would bring shame and dishonor to the young master, my country... NAY, MY ENTIRE BLOODLINE!!”

This guy... He expresses that he cares about people in a pretty strange way.

Jack sighed. “If you’re going to do everything with all your heart... You know what’s coming next.”

“Oho! The annual birthday pieing!!” Sebek’s face brightened into a smug smile. “Do your worst then! I’ll accept your challenge with APLOMB!!”

“Alright, if you say so. I hope I don’t disappoint.” Jack picked up a projectile and brought his arm back. “The, in honor of your special day... Happy birthday, Sebek!!”

SPLAT!!

The pie flew at the birthday boy like a high speed missile--and, as promised, Sebek gritted his teeth and proudly intercepted it with his body. Whipped cream landed squarely on his chest, sweet fluff painting the front of him and his face.

“Hah! IS THAT ALL YOU CAN MUSTER?!” Sebek bellowed, wicking off a streak of whipped cream with his thumb. “COME AT ME WITH THE FULL FORCE OF YOUR MGHT!!”

War cries flooded the room--and a blood bath of whipped cream broke out.

[cirilla-fiona-riannon]

Ikevamp Act 2.5

Chapter 17 Dramatic Premium

One Heart

Suddenly, I heard a familiar strong, dependable voice.

I looked up with a distracting feeling, and there was...

Mitsuki: "Napoleon!"

Napoleon: "I'm here to get you, Mitsuki."

His eyes, full of conviction, reflect on me.

How did you end up here? Did you get into any danger? I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you.

All these thoughts are running through my head, but...

(Napoleon came for me.)

An overwhelming relief that surpassed all else enveloped my body and burned my chest.

Isaac: "Mitsuki! Are you okay!?"

Mitsuki: "Isaac!"

Isaac came after Napoleon and went in front of the cell, holding a bunch of keys.

Isaac: "The guard Napoleon took down had the keys. I'll open the cell now!"

While Isaac was looking for the key that would fit the lock, I heard footsteps moving closer.

Watchman 1: "You son of a b*tch, how dare you f*ck with my people!?"

Napoleon: "!"

The men glared and attacked them using their weapons.

But Napoleon effortlessly dodged it and skillfully knocked them down.

Napoleon: "I'm not going to kill you. Go back to sleep for a while."

Isaac: "As expected of Napoleon."

Isaac smiled as he looked for the key.

Halil, on the other hand, widened his eyes at the sudden turn of events and looked up at me.

Halil: "Sis, who are these people...?"

Mitsuki: "Don't worry. They are my precious friends."

I answered proudly, and then the door suddenly opened.

Isaac: "It's open!"

Mitsuki: "Thank you, Isaac! Halil, everyone, let's go!"

Everyone nodded their heads and quickly went outside the cell.

Napoleon: "No one's hurt? Let's go!"

As we all followed Napoleon, we soon heard the sound of multiple footsteps coming up behind us.

Watchman 2: "The goods have escaped! Wait for us!"

Isaac: "You guys are so annoying!"

Isaac, running at the back of the line, sprinkled some kind of white powder at the men.

Watchman 2: "Guh. Are you trying to blind us!?"

Isaac: "No. Just a chemical reaction."

The moment Isaac lit the match and tossed it backward...

BOOM!

Mitsuki: "Kyaah!?"

Watchman 2: "Whoa! That's an explosion!"

There was a small explosion, and the men hurriedly shook off the flames raining down on them.

Mitsuki: "W-What was that?"

Isaac: "I just set off a dust explosion using flour. I should probably apologize to Sebas later for taking it without permission."

Isaac grinned smugly at me as I gawked in awe.

Isaac: "I can't use weapons, but knowledge can come in handy in situations like this. Come on, let's go!"

We somehow made it out of the abandoned building and were greeted by a smiling face.

Vincent: "Mitsuki! I'm glad you're okay."

Mitsuki: "Vincent!"

Vincent: "Theo is preparing a carriage for us to escape. Everyone follow me!"

I nodded to Vincent and hurried ahead with everyone.

At that moment, an angry voice rang out from behind us, and as I turned around, I saw Napoleon being surrounded by the kidnappers.

Kidnapper 1: "Don't think you'll get away with this, you bastards!"

Napoleon & Isaac: "................"

The kidnappers outnumbered Napoleon and Isaac.

Kidnapper 1: "Attack!!"

At his signal, his henchmen attack the two.

Mitsuki: "Napoleon, Isaac!"

I shouted at them, but then someone jumped in.

Sebastian: "I'll take care of this! I'm not a black belt in karate for nothing!"

(Sebastian!)

Sebastian knocked out the men with his karate skills.

Napoleon also knocked the men's weapons away with his sword. Their combined skills were enough to change the course of the battle.

Napoleon: "Didn't know you're this strong, Sebas. You really are an all-around butler."

Sebastian: "I can die without regrets now that my idol praised me!"

Isaac rushed up to me while I was still stunned.

Isaac: "Arthur will shortly bring the police."

Isaac: "I don't think there will be enough, though, since the info regarding the kidnappers was not yet confirmed."

Mitsuki: "Got it. Anyway, we need to escape first to a safe place with everyone."

Isaac: "Let's leave this to them, Mitsuki!"

Mitsuki: "Okay, Napoleon, Sebastian, be safe!"

Still fighting, they looked back at me and gave me a wry smile.

The kidnappers, having underestimated the strength of Napoleon and Sebastian, flinched at the sudden counterattack.

Kidnapper 1: "Damn, this sucks. Now that this happens, maybe I'll just run for it!"

Seeing he was in a tight spot, the ringleader tried to flee the scene, but...

Arthur: "A gentleman should not take any risks when a lady in despair asks for his help."

Arthur leisurely stood in front of the man, blurting out a line from Holmes.

Kidnapper 1: "What, are you one of them?"

Arthur: "Yep. Let's now end this lousy kidnapping drama that is not even worthy of a novel."

Kidnapper 1: "Kidnapping? Haha! This is business. I don't care a damn about their tiny little lives!"

Arthur: "Tiny, you say?"

Instantly, Arthur's relaxed air turned ice-cold.

Kidnapper 1: "What's up with you? I can beat you all by myself, you know!!"

Pressured by Arthur, the man swung his fist in desperation, but still, Arthur didn't move an inch.

Police: "Seize him!"

Kidnapper 1: "Ugh!"

Several police officers seized the man before his fists could even reach him.

Police: "I didn't think you could really find the kidnappers' base. I'll call for backup now."

Thanking the few police officers who cooperated, Arthur looked down at the grunting man.

Arthur: "There's no such thing as superiority or inferiority in human life. There's not a single life in this world that should be treated lightly."

His usual easygoing tone was gone as Arthur muttered these words firmly.

Vincent told us there was a carriage nearby, so Halil, myself, and the rest of the clan ran through the forest.

Shortly after, we saw a large carriage.

Theo: "Broer, Hondje, Isaac! This way!"

Theo, seated in the coachman's seat, called us.

Isaac: "We don't know if they are still after us. Hurry!"

Mitsuki: "Don't worry about me. You guys can take Halil and everyone else first."

Vincent: "Okay. Let's go."

Vincent climbed into the carriage and helped Halil, the old folks, and others to get into the carriage.

Eventually, as Isaac and I were about to get in, someone grabbed his clothes from behind.

Henchman: "Found them! Give us back our goods!"

Isaac: "Whoa!"

Mitsuki: "Isaac!"

Vincent leaned over and kicked him as he desperately grabbed Isaac to drag him down.

Henchman: "Ack...!"

Vincent: "Sorry for hurting you. Take them down, Theo!"

Theo: "Got it!"

The horse whinnied and slowly began to stomp its feet as Theo pulled on the reins to shake off the clinging pursuers.

(Thank God, everything will be okay once we get away from all this.)

(It's all thanks to everyone.)

Mitsuki: "Thank you all for helping us out."

Relief washed over Halil and the others as Vincent and Isaac nodded, smiling.

Upon seeing this, I couldn't help but also breathe a sigh of relief.

But then―

Mitsuki: "Kyaah!"

Vincent & Isaac: "Mitsuki!"

Someone grabbed my arm, causing me to tumble to the ground.

Unable to stop the horses abruptly, the carriage sped away.

Kidnapper 2: "You b*tch, you ruined all my plans!"

(This guy is one of the main culprits.)

This is the man Halil bit.

I couldn't speak, and my body froze in fear as the man looked at me angrily.

Kidnapper 2: "You gave me a lot of trouble. You're going to pay for all of it!"

I managed to escape, but the man dragged me down and reached for my neck.

(Someone, help!)

My mind went blank, but then―

Napoleon: "Ha!"

Kidnapper 2: "Guh!!"

Napoleon slashed his sword at his arm, but the man quickly fled deep into the forest, grunting.

Napoleon tried to follow him but turned around and sheathed his sword gracefully.

Mitsuki: "Aren't you going after him?"

Napoleon: "His wound is probably not that bad. Besides, I'd rather stay with you than him right now. Are you hurt?"

I nodded as Napoleon crouched in front of me.

Mitsuki: "Napoleon, thank―"

Napoleon: "Mitsuki."

Napoleon gently hugged and rubbed my back to reassure me.

Napoleon: "I know you were scared. It's all right now."

He comforted me the same way I comforted Halil, and my body gradually relaxed.

Mitsuki: "Thank you and sorry. I keep causing you trouble."

Napoleon: "What are you talking about?"

Napoleon looked into my face, his emerald eyes smiling as gently as ever.

Napoleon: "I told you before. We pick up our swords because we have someone to protect."

Napoleon: "And right now, you're the one I have to protect."

Mitsuki: "...................."

My heart was wrapped in warm comfort as I felt the subtle sweetness behind his words.

Napoleon: "Besides, I think it takes more courage to endure the pain than death."

Napoleon: "You've been holding it together for a long time. You've done well. You're really brave."

Mitsuki: "Napoleon..."

(I don't want to cry, but...)

His words made the back of my eyes burn.

Afterward, Napoleon and I caught up with everyone.

Under the night sky, a beautiful moon lit up the ground.

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[melody-ofstars]

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢—

Fandom:- My Hero Academia

Prompt:- The first time he knew that he loved you

Pairings:- Pairing 1- Bakugo Katsuki x fem! reader; Pairing 2- Shoto Todoroki x fem! reader

Scenario:- Fighting in a vallain attack together

A/n:- I really wanted to write this short and sweet one, I hope you like it as much I liked writing it!!

"You getting rusty there, boom boom boy!" You yelled over your shoulder as you kicked yet another villain, immediately getting in the stance to fight the other one,

Behind you, Bakugo was dealing with a few of them himself and after hearing your comment he made a point to take down five of the villains together.

When he successfully launched the attack, he turned towards you with a cocky smirk, plastered to his face.

"Tch, get your eyes checked and I could say the same for ya." He said,

You rolled your eyes, and activated your quirk , taking down almost twenty villains at once.

"You were saying?" You asked him, with a playful grin.

"Don't get too cocky, you idiot." He said, walking upto you and softly flicking your head,

"Oh, look who's talking." You replied, rubbing the area he hit,

He clicked his tongue and turned his attention back towards the vilains that had begun to surround you both.

"Truce?" You asked him, turning back around too,

He grunted and you took that as a yes, your back touched his and you both were ready to fight.

You both together attacked the villains, working harmoniously, it was as if you both could read each other's mind,

You did not notice this but he did, he noticed it every time.

He had never felt this way when fighting along with someone else, you were the only partner he had ever enjoyed working with,

Sure he liked Kirishima's company but yours was... Different for him, a good different.

He always wanted to fight alongside you, partly because he liked it and partly because he wanted to keep an eye on you, to make sure you are safe, not that he thought you were weak but you were surely reckless when it came to saving people.

Right now as he watched you fighting flawlessly alongside him, he admired the way your hair whipped around you, your every move making a beautiful arc through the air, the glint in your eyes as you fought villains, did heroic deeds to keep the citizens safe.

He watched you as you fought alongside him, protecting his back and he couldn't help but feel... Giddy? This feeling was foreign, he had felt a rush of this feeling whenever he was around you but never this strong, and this time it was constant too.

Then out of sudden when your gaze met his, and you smiled at him, he felt his breath hitch, his heart fluttered at the sight.

For any other person, it was a very simple sight and you had just smiled at him, but for him, it was as if he had seen his best dream become a reality. Your smile made him feel weird but he liked it, he wanted to feel more of it.

He had also realized that nowadays, he longed for your company more, he wanted to spend more time with you, to be with you at the comfort of your shared home. He had started to find it annoying to leave you or to not be assigned a mission with you,

Come to think of it, he had seen this in all the sappy Disney movies you had forced him to watch with you, was this how it felt? Was this how they feel? Whenever they said something cheesy but deep and meaningful, is this the feeling they meant to describe?

This feeling of comfort and a sense of belongingness that only one other person could provide? That feeling that comes with the realization of having another person be with you forever or just the mere thought of it?

Bakugo Katsuki had never, in his whole life, imagined that he will feel this way about someone, for him, it was always that he would be the number one hero and surpass All Might, that was it. That was his goal, that was his plan and somehow you had managed to weasel your way into his life and it was now that he realised that even if he wanted to, he couldn't get rid of you.

Why? Well, because from this moment on, actually from the first time he had laid eyes on you all those years ago, he had finally come to realise that he had fallen in love with you.

[dat-bruv-person]

Kirishima and Bakugou fighting for male!reader's love please! #bakugouisgay

Battle of the Gays - Bakusquad August Event!

Bakusquad August Masterlist

Pairing: Kirishima x male!reader, Bakugou x male!reader

Genre: fluff

a/n: deadass think this is gonna summon Trump Anon-

Kirishima and Bakugou used to be really close, everyone wanted to know how the red-head got the angry blonde to like him.

Now, they couldn’t stand each other, and it was all because of (L/n).

(L/n) was an amazing person, he was destined to be a great hero, maybe even surpass All-Might, people would say. 

It wasn’t necessarily false, he was a really good person, even if he didn’t seem to look it, and could befriend anyone he set his mind to.

Todoroki became his friend in just a few days whilst it took almost forever for everyone else.

Bakugou didn’t see (L/n) as an extra, to even his surprise.

Deku regained his confidence after his match with the [insert hair colour] boy, which he even lost! 

Take that how you’d like to

So, as you can see, (L/n) was a very nice person and could win over anyone.

That was the thing though.

He managed to get Bakugou and Kirishima to fall for him.

And, unluckily for him, none of them liked to share.

Kirishima took the time to get to know him, and even try to become his friend, whilst Bakugou tried to impress him with his moves (like Jagger).

If you don’t know that song, you will find me under your bed tonight.

With an AK-47.

😊🔫

You took their advances on you as innocent gestures, nothing too friendly.

And, they saw it coming, to be honest.

What they didn’t see was their new-found rivalry.

“Oi, Bakugou, I’ve seen that you’ve been making a move on (L/n)-bro. D-do you like him or something?” Kirishima scratched the back of his neck, hoping that Bakugou would say no, and to his dismay, Katsuki’s answer was the complete opposite.

“He’s alright I guess, but don’t tell anybody otherwise I’ll blow your ass to the moon! Tch- I’ve tried to hint it to him so may times, but he brushes me off as just a stupid friend who does nice things for him.” Bakugou had a faint yet still visible blush on his cheeks, making Eijirou’s eyebrows furrow in frustration and eyes widen in disbelief. It took about five seconds for the blonde to realise what his friend was thinking about, and it was safe to say that after those five seconds, Katsuki wouldn’t be calling Kirishima his friend anymore.

To say that both of them were mad at each other was an understatement.

And there was nothing any of their classmates could do about it.

I mean- Aizawa could, but he didn’t do anything about it- apart from pairing them up for training sessions every single time to let them loose on each other.

That worked extremely well.

It came to a point were they were physically on the ground having a go at each other.

Without their quirks.

And to say a lot of blood was shed was also an understatement.

Oops!

Now you fucked up!

Oh well! 

Nothing you do about it now!

Recovery Girl was not happy. 

Miss Gurl wanted answers.

Physical fights broke out in the classroom for no reason, things were thrown from across the classroom and they even refused to talk to each other.

Guess what happened when they both confessed to you at the same time with flowers and chocolates, and it was in the same spot too, on White Day?