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ayatosmlktea · 5 years ago

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Late Night Devil

A/N: This is my fic for the Citrus Dome Server collab! I’ve spent many hours crying over it, I hope you enjoy it! Make sure you check out the other pieces of the collab too because they’re written by amazing writers!! @lemonlordleah-shinzawa-kitten

Read the other fics for the collab here!

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Thank you @suckersuki for saving my ass and making this beautiful banner 💕

Worship has always been a part of your daily routine. Each season you place the fruits of your labor at the altar. Every day you pray. It’s human nature, seeking answers from the Gods. But you never expected one to answer…

Warm summer breeze tickled at your face, your hair flowing freely in front of your face making your nose itch. Tucking a stray strand behind your ear, you tune out the conversation your parents are having in favour of focusing your attention on the pavement ahead of you. Your eyes stinging and heavy from the lack of sleep you’ve been getting since the breakup. A bitter aftertaste stings the back of your throat as the events replay in your mind. The breakup had been sudden, although you couldn’t say you were completely caught off guard. Regardless of how underwhelming it had been, the way you’d been humiliated so carelessly had hurt your pride.

As you approached closer to the temple, a strange feeling of anxiety crawled into your stomach and pushed down heavily on your chest. It was unlike you to feel such unease coming to the temple of the gods, normally the divine power helped bring a sense of peace into your life.

Today was another story it seemed, maybe it was the fact that your emotions were all over the place and the pain and hate you felt slowly bubbling up over being cheated on were muddling with the rest of your feelings. Warm orange rays of sunlight slowly begin to peek over the tops of the mountains, shrouding the forest in a comforting glow. The sky is light with pinks and oranges, the dark blue night sky slowly fading away as a light cerulean takes over. It was barely six in the morning, but your family had always been adamant about being early to bring your offerings for the gods.

Nature seemed to come alive around you, birds chirping, flowers blooming with lush petals and vibrant colours. It was the summer solstice, a period of time where the gods’ presence was closer to the human world than any other time of the year.

However, despite it being such a juvinating day you were feeling anything but jovial. The basket resting on your arm was nearly filled to the brim with seasonal fruits that you had picked earlier that morning. The better quality the offerings and the more abundant they were signified a better season and prosperity blessed upon your family from the gods.

“Y/n what’s the matter?” your mother asks, eyeing you suspiciously.

“Nothing, just tired” you mumble hoping that she’ll stop questioning you before it starts.

“Well make sure you don’t walk into the temple like that, we can’t afford to attract any negativity this season” she scolds, something you’ve heard since becoming your family’s link between your world and the God’s.

When it had happened you were instantly filled with dread, the wellbeing of your entire family rested on your shoulders. Four times a year you needed to make sure that your emotions were in check, a single negative thought even for a fleeting second would have an impact on your family’s future until the next solstice. The gods were very picky when it came to their offerings, being the so-called spokesperson for your family meant that for the entire time you were in the temple you couldn’t think of anything else.

One minor distraction was enough to send a year’s worth of bad luck onto your family. You had never once messed up in the ten years that you’d been doing this, but it never stopped your parents from reminding you incessantly that you needed to be in the right state of mind. It was annoying, but you’d gotten used to it over the years.

Today however, you had little patience with your mother. Resisting the urge to roll your eyes you give her a tight smile and nod, returning your gaze ahead of you.

The sun was beginning to rise higher in the sky, light pinks and oranges gradually fading into a light blue. The ruby red pillars of the temple gradually came into view, peeking through thick tangled branches.

The closer you got to the temple, the heavier the lump of dread feels in your stomach. It’s so close to swallowing you whole that you can feel the bile creeping up your throat. Sticky black fingers made of tar wrap themselves around your throat. The second you step foot onto temple grounds you can feel the atmosphere change.

A harsh warm breeze whips against your hair, running along your exposed arms and face. Almost like a warning, you need to get yourself together. Shoving down every negative feeling that’s made itself home in your body you take a few deep breaths and focus on calming your emotions.

From the corner of your eye you can see your parents give you a wary side eye but you flash them a reassuring smile. You can do this. You’ve done it a thousand times before, one stupid break up will not be the reason you bring bad fortune upon your family. You’d never hear the end of it.

As you walk up the narrow winding steps to the shrine you can feel the spiritual energy radiating from the soles of your feet up to the top of your head. The concerned gazes of your parents burn holes into the back of your head. Not only were you more in tune with the realm of the gods during the solstice, but the energy of the earth as a whole intensified as well.

Deep breaths in and out. Focus on the wicker handle of the basket digging uncomfortably into your arm. Anything to distract your mind from thinking about finding Bakugou kissing Cami-Nope.

Your grip around the basket handle tightens, small pieces of it begin to poke at your skin giving you something to focus your attention on.

When you finally reach the top of the stairs, your rage has finally simmered down enough to allow you to ease your death grip on the basket.

A heavy hand on your shoulder draws your attention up to your father’s solemn eyes. You were usually good at hiding your emotions, the fact that everything you were feeling now was on full display was irritating you to no end.

“I’m fine!” You reassure them once more but you can tell they don’t believe you. You can’t blame them, you haven’t told them anything about your relationship ending and you don’t intend to either. You knew you were acting differently these last few weeks but you didn’t need anyone else knowing about the humiliating way things had ended between you and Bakugou.

Your parents accompany you into the temple but being the spiritual link for your family, only you are allowed to enter the inner rooms which host the shrines for each god. In the beginning it had been exciting to you, but now years later it was beginning to feel like a chore. It didn’t matter where you were, four times a year you needed to come home and pray for good health and wealth and prosperity. You pass by Izuku on your way into the room, his presence was usually calming but the sight of him now only served to remind you of Bakugou. Forcing a polite smile on your lips you give him a small nod of acknowledgement before continuing on your way towards the altars.

The prayers had gone well, at least you had assumed they had. You had no problems with the gods, other than Enji who usually gave you a hard time regardless of how good of a mood you were in so you didn’t take it personally. Grabbing the empty basket you exit the room and make your way outside. Finally able to let your emotions pour out once more, you find yourself becoming fixated on the onslaught of hatred, revenge, and hurt that were lying dormant under your skin. You wanted revenge, you wanted to humiliate him the way he’d hurt you.

You didn’t understand why he’d done it, you had been under the false presumption that your relationship was fine. If it hadn’t been for Bakugou cheating on you in your own apartment, with the girl he’d told you so many times NOT to worry about you might have felt less bitter. But there was nothing that could quench your desire for revenge other than making him regret what he’d done to you in a way that would stick with him forever.

Blinking out of your daydream you realize that you’ve wandered into a part of the temple that you’ve never been to before. It’s darker and the energy feels heavier compared to the other sections. Your feet seem to move of their own will as you approach a door that looks as though it hasn’t been opened in ages. You expect to find it locked, but much to your surprise the handle twists open with no resistance.

The room is even darker than the hallway, a small window being the only source of light casting a gloomy look throughout it. Along the back wall of the room is what you think is another altar, except as you approach it it’s covered in dust. It’s apparent to you that no one has been in this room for a long time. Cautiously you wipe away the dust covering the plaque on the front of the altar.

“God of vengeance, Dabi” The second the name leaves you lips the door slams shut making you jump in shock. Your heart is pounding in your chest, and every nerve is screaming at you to run.

“Lost, dollface?” A voice you’ve never heard before but feels so strangely familiar at the same time makes you nearly jump out of your skin and whip around to face them. You had been facing the door ready to walk out, no one had been in here before you so where did the man standing in front of you come from.

You’re suddenly so dumbstruck that you can’t even formulate a response, your eyes are too busy taking in his unusual appearance. Spiky black hair, the bluest eyes you’ve ever seen with patches of his skin on most of his face and neck that are stapled together. Your eyes travel down farther and notice that not only is his face badly burnt but a significant portion of his body is.

The energy you’re getting from his presence is overwhelmingly not human, but it’s not demonic either. At least, you’re fairly sure it isn’t. Meaning that the person standing before you was a god.

“Don’t look so shocked, you did wander in here didn’t you? What were you expecting to find?”

“Who are you?” The question feels stupid of you to ask.

“Shouldn’t you know that already?” Your mind is racing with a hundred different things to say, but none of them make it past your lips. Something about him is different from the rest of the gods you’ve met before. There’s what feels like an underlying evil in him despite being a god.

“What’s on your mind doll? It’s obviously important enough to be thinking about while you’re in the presence of a God” His coy smile and low voice laced with honey and temptation make you want to answer him even though you know you shouldn’t.

“Why do you care?” Raising an eyebrow questioningly, a tiny voice at the back of your mind begins to scold you for speaking to a god so casually. Not only could he clearly incinerate you in a flash but he could also influence the fate of your family’s fortune. But you couldn’t be bothered to give a shit. For the last decade of your life you’ve spent it dedicated to bringing your parents good fortune only to end up with your own misfortune. You knew you were pushing it, you knew that one slip up and you’d never hear the end of it. But the rage bubbling it’s way slowly up your body almost feels like it’s growing stronger in his presence.

“I always care about pretty little things who wander up to MY altar with such negative energy.”

“Your altar? Funny how I’ve never heard of you before. Can’t be that important if your altar is blocked off from the rest of the temple. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m leaving” Turning on your heel you start walking back to the door hoping that you’ll be able to leave before digging yourself a deeper grave.

“Now now, is that any way to speak to a god?” Within seconds the atmosphere changes, andBlue flames sprout up around you blocking you from leaving the room. They’re hotter than any fire you’ve ever been near before, you don’t even need to be standing directly in front of them to feel how much heat they radiate. Dabi’s eyes are glowing with such an intense gaze of lust in your eyes that it works its way under your skin.

It doesn’t take you long to understand why his shrine had been locked off from the rest of the altars. Dabi might have been a god but there was nothing heavenly about him. Gradually the smell of smoke began to fill your lungs in an unpleasant way despite nothing in the room burning.

“Wanna try that again? Maybe a little nicer this time huh?” Dabi’s body was right behind yours, his lips ghosting the shell of your ear. Hot breath hitting against you making you shiver involuntarily.

“Don’t you have better things to worry about?”

“In case you haven’t noticed, you’re standing in front of the god of vengeance. The one god who can help you work out this little problem you’ve got going on”

“Why do you want to help me so bad?”

“I like to think of myself as a generous god” He jokes but you can already tell that Dabi is anything but generous. His expression changes when you don’t lighten up at his attempt to change the mood of the conversation.

“What can I say, I love a good revenge story. It doesn’t hurt if they’re not bad to look at either”

Sighing, you begin to mull over his proposal in your mind. You can’t deny that it would be just a little satisfying to have a god on your side. It was petty, the dumbest kind of revenge that anyone could plot for but the images of Bakugou making out with someone who wasn’t you in your own bed no less were branded permanently in your mind. Maybe summoning Dabi was a blessing in disguise, besides, he was a god after all. It wasn’t like he was going to ask you for your soul.

“Fine, what do you want in exchange?”You figured the most he probably wanted was a bigger offering next season.

“We’ll discuss that when it comes up”

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You weren’t even sure why Dabi had decided to waste his time in the human world. In his own words he was bored of being in his own realm and figured that sticking around your “depressed ass” would give him some form of entertainment.

Thankfully you didn’t live with your parents anymore, you weren’t sure how you were going to explain having a random man they’d never seen before stuck to your side twenty-four hours a day. In all honesty, you didn’t know why he’d been so interested in helping you get revenge on Bakugou but there wasn’t any need for you to question it. He was the god of vengeance after all.

Even if this did seem like a small and petty reason to help you out.

The first week you had been so caught in helping Dabi adjust to human life that you’d almost forgotten why he was there in the first place. You would have thought that for a god he’d have been at least somewhat competent at learning how to work something as simple as the shower.

You definitely hadn’t expected him to be standing in the bathtub naked, with the cockiest smirk on his face while you yelped and covered your eyes, willing with every fiber in your body for your heart to stop racing.

“Could you at least cover yourself before calling me in here?” You complain, still shielding your eyes as you walk over to turn on the shower for him.

“Can’t you just use your godly powers or whatever to just do it for you?” Mumbling mostly to yourself, you adjust the temperature before hurrying out of the bathroom, trying not to think about his dick and how badly you would’ve gotten on your knees for him if he had asked.

“That would be a waste of my godly powers then, don’t you think?”

You don’t even need to look at him to see the cocky smirk on his face. Slamming the bathroom door shut behind you, you rush back into your room hoping that he at least possesses enough common sense to know how to turn the shower off.

The following days go by with Dabi finding a new way to tease you, whether it was walking around the house shirtless or him walking in on you taking a shower. To say that you were up to your neck with the desire to have him fuck you senseless one minute and wanting to strangle the life out of him the next was an understatement. But according to Dabi, once you had both verbally agreed on the deal you’d made he couldn’t leave until the job was finished.

Meaning, that until you got revenge on Bakugou, Dabi was going to be sticking around. Throughout the time that you spent together, Dabi had told you more than you thought you would get out of him. How he’d gotten his scars, why his altar had been separated from the others. As much as people needed vengeance, praying to a god as powerful as Dabi meant that in the wrong hands his powers could very well cause irreversible damage. Not that he had a problem with it, but the priests had decided long ago that his altar needed to be kept away from vengeful hearts.

Until you came along of course, he’d immediately noticed your energy the second you had stepped foot in the temple. No matter how hard you tried to conceal your feelings, Dabi had noticed them and led you straight to his altar. You had been a little mad at first, having been so easily caught trapped but the more you thought about it the less you cared. Besides, you were beginning to enjoy his company around your empty apartment.

.·。.·゜✭·.·✫·゜·。..·

Finally, after almost three weeks of putting up with him, the opportunity to get back at Bakugou presented itself.

“Have you ever been clubbing?” you ask over breakfast that morning.

Leaning back in his chair, Dabi’s curious eyes meet yours.

“What are you planning?”

“Bakugou’s best friend is having his birthday party at this club and he’s probably going to be there too. You don’t have to come with me if you don’t want to. I can find someone else if you’re uncom-”

“I’m not uncomfortable. That’s what I’m here for right?”

“Well I was just asking since you’re like, what, a couple centuries old? It might be weird to go dancing with all these young people” you flash him an innocent smile at his unamused glare.

“Last time I checked your eyes were practically begging me to fuck you” He retorts making you choke on your coffee. Smirking in victory he leans in closely to whisper in your ear.

“Try harder next time doll”

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The rest of the day flew by and the closer the time got for you to leave, the more anxious you felt. You couldn’t help but start to doubt everything about your plan for revenge. For all you knew, Bakugou could care less about who you were hooking up with as long as he was getting his dick wet.

“Are you doubting me?” Dabi teased as you make your way to the club.

“No, but you don’t know what he’s like.”

You didn’t need to wait long to get in the club, your tight black dress and Dabi’s “charm” were more than enough to allow you to skip the line and get in. His hand never leaves your lower back as you make your way through the crowd and towards the bar. The two of you down a few shots, the alcohol makes its way through your veins and before long you’re feeling pleasantly buzzed.

Grabbing Dabi’s hand you drag him to the dance floor, it doesn’t take him long to get the hang of grinding up on you and for once you’re not mad about him being a tease. His hand is firmly resting on your hip, you’re a bit more tipsy than you had wanted to get but the song the dj is playing is setting the mood making you hot and bothered. When Dabi’s lips start kissing their way along the side of your neck you’re more than willing to give him more space to leave a few marks.

Your eyes are closed as your bodies grind together and you don’t notice the way Bakugou is glaring with murderous intent at Dabi. Just as you’re starting to loosen up a distance voice snaps you out of your trance.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Opening your eyes you find Bakugou standing in front of you with his arms crossed.

“What does it look like I’m doing. I’m dancing” the song that were dancing to ends and another more upbeat one follows.

“With him? I knew your standards were low but I didn’t think you were that desperate” He snorts, your blood instantly boils making the back of your neck prickle with rage.

“Hmm, let’s take this outside. What do you say?” Dabi asks with a playful tone in his voice.

“Whatever” Bakugou grumbles before shoving his way through the crowd of drunk dancing bodies.

Dabi and Bakugou confronting each other was something you hadn’t thought was going to happen when you’d agreed to let Dabi help you get your revenge on him. But as luck would have it, here you were standing in an alley outside of the club with Dabi in front of you and Bakugou glaring daggers into him.

“Oi, I don’t know who the fuck you think you are but she’s mine.”

“Yours? Aren’t you the dickhead who cheated on her? Why would she want you back” Dabi’s laugh isn’t teasing like the ones you’ve heard before. It’s condescending, and you start to feel an energy you’ve never felt before radiating off of him.

“Tell me, dollface.” His voice is deeper and when he turns to look back at you his eyes are darker with what you hope is “Is this mutt really the one you want fucking you right now?” Bakugou’s jaw twitches and he clenches his fist ready to swing at Dabi.

“Tch, down boy” he sighs and just like that Bakugou’s body is slammed down to the cement. You’ve never seen Dabi use his powers before and it does nothing to calm the raging storm of lust about to boil over in your.

“Now, if you don’t mind I’m going to pick up where I left off before you rudely interrupted.” Your wide eyes are still focused on Bakugou’s form kneeling behind Dabi, until he grabs your jaw with one hand and backs you up against the wall.

“I’d much rather you focus on me than him” He mumbles, giving you a sly smile before claiming your lips in a heated kiss. His lips are so much better than you imagined, soft and yet rough at the same time. The cold staples on the corner of his lips lightly scrape against your skin but you don’t care. Sliding your hands underneath his shirt you wrap your arms around his waist, pulling him in closer to you.

Your nails clawing at his back hard enough to make him hiss and bite down harshly on the sensitive skin where your neck and shoulders met. If your brain wasn’t so muddled with pleasure it might have been more painful but it only sent sparks throughout your whole body. It didn’t matter how tightly you grabbed him and pulled him closer into you, it wasn’t enough.

Dabi hooked your right leg over his hip, the other hand trailing up the back of your neck tangling his hand in your hair and pulling it back. The feeling of his lips sucking dark marks onto your flesh elicited a loud wanton moan from your lips. Your fingers buried themselves in his raven locks tugging his head up so you can slip your tongue between his lips. The hand holding your thigh tightens as a carnal growl makes its way up his throat.

Kissing a god was nothing like you’d ever experienced before, it felt like with each kiss he was stealing the air right from your lungs.

If you were being completely honest with yourself, Dabi could have ended your life right then and there and you would have let him. Throughout the past few weeks he’s been living with you, you’ve pictured this in your mind countless times. But you’d never thought that there was a chance in hell that it was ever going to happen. Yet here you were, back scraping against the brick wall of the club’s alley with Dabi’s fingers digging into your hips in a way that would leave their mark there for days.

His lips moved against yours like he was a man starved of touch and affection, his teeth bit harshly against your bottom lip pulling a half strangled moan from your throat. His hands, which felt like they were growing hotter every time he brushed against your bare skin, tightened their hold on your hips to grind you against his dick. The sharp hiss he lets out goes straight to your already throbbing pussy, something about knowing that you’re the one making him feel like this and lose control of himself just makes you want to push him farther and see how long it’ll take to break him.

Reaching down between your bodies you grab his hips trying to bring them closer to yours for more much needed friction. The action makes Dabi chuckle against your lips.

“Impatient aren’t we princess?” Dabi tries to come off as nonchalant but he wants it just as much you do. He’s been holding out for weeks, at first he just enjoyed making you flustered, pushing all your buttons to see how you’d react. But the longer he spent with you the more his feelings turned from curiosity to genuine interest and the small embers of lust that lay dormant in his gut had erupted into a fire that was rapidly consuming him.

It was dirty and rushed, teeth clacking together as you both tried to bring your bodies closer together until there was not an inch of space left between you. Your dress was now barely hanging on to your hips, but you couldn’t care less because the only thing on your mind was feeling Dabi inside you NOW. Rolling yourself against his dick the best you can while having one leg on the ground, you can’t help but smirk when Dabi moans into your mouth. His hand slides down your stomach, fingers teasing your thighs where the hem of your dress meets your exposed skin before inching closer to where you want him most. His arm sets your leg down in favour of spreading your legs wider for him, tugging your dress up even higher to give himself a better view.

“So fucking wet and I haven’t even touched you yet” Dabi laughs in your ear, enjoying the way you inhale sharply as his fingers circle your puffy clit.

“Dabi, don’t be a tease” you shoot back, trying to sound as dominant as you can but instead it comes out as a breathy whine. The contrast of his soft top lip combined with the roughness of his bottom lip against your neck was making you dizzy. It was the perfect combination of pain and pleasure, and it was only serving to turn you on even more knowing that you had provoked him into doing this.

“You know, I was going to fuck you anyway but don’t you think it’s a little more vengeful if I show your charming ex how to really make you scream?” You were so distracted by the feeling of finally letting out your sexual frustrations that you’d forgotten all about Bakugou who was still under Dabi’s influence.

Before you can answer him, Dabi slides two fingers into you with ease curling them at just the right angle to have you panting against his neck. His movements are anything but gentle and he gives you no time to adjust to his pace as he works his fingers in and out of your dripping pussy. Your hands wrap around his biceps, allowing you to have some sort of stability while he’s finger fucking you fast enough to leave you light headed.

“Such a fucking tight pussy you’ve got doll” he chuckles breathlessly. His thumb nudges against your clit tightening the coil of white heat rapidly building up in your lower stomach. His fingers are hitting against your sweet spot so perfectly, every thrust knocking the air out of your lungs in breathy moans as he increases his pace.

The wet sloppy sounds of his fingers in you are only heightening your arousal. Dabi’s lips start sucking against the space between your neck and shoulders, making you tilt your head to give him better access. You’re so close you can feel yourself coming undone, without warning Dabi bites down hard enough to break the skin sending you towards your first orgasm. You don’t even care that you’re moaning loud enough for anyone to hear you, Dabi’s fingers don’t stop giving you no chance to recover.

“Come on princess, I know you’ve got another one for me. Cum on my fucking fingers like a good slut” his rough voice right against your ear does nothing to help bring you down from your high. You’re helpless to do anything but let yourself become putty in his hands as another orgasm leaves you breathless and nearly sobbing against him.

You whine at the feeling of his fingers pulling out of you, but you don’t have to wait long before he turns your body around to face the wall, bending you over and unzipping his jeans to free his aching cock.

“Remember when I said we’d discuss what I wanted in exchange for helping you out?” he asks, his voice raw with arousal as he slides the tip of his cock against your dripping folds. You can barely remember what he’s talking about, your mind is so focused on wanting to feel him inside you that you can barely keep track of what he’s saying.

“I think this is a pretty good exchange don’t you think?” Not giving you a chance to respond he grabs your hip with one hand and tangles your hair with the other while sheathing his cock fully inside you with one sharp thrust. Your nails dig into the brick wall as you fail to bite back a scream. He’s so thick that you can feel the veins of his cock rubbing against your walls with each thrust. The hand fisting your hair tightens its grip, pulling your head back towards him. Dabi’s hot breaths are hitting against the base of your neck, the feeling of him inside you is making your head spin with pleasure.

“Go on, tell him who’s fucking you this good” Dabi’s hips are slapping against your ass hard enough to bruise but you could care less.

“You are” you whimper but it’s not good enough.

“Say my fucking name” he growls in your ear before reaching down to rub hard circles against your clit.

“F-fuck! Dabi! You feel so fucking good” you cry out as another orgasm washes over you making your legs feel like jelly. You’re almost certain that anyone within a two block radius can hear how loud you’re screaming but you don’t care. Before you can process what’s happening Dabi pulls out of you flipping you back around to face him and lifting you up. Wrapping your legs around his waist he slowly pushes back into your hot walls.

“Such a greedy cunt you have, dollface” he grunts and you can’t do anything except nod. Your back hits the wall as Dabi’s hips rut against yours, the new angle allowing him to hit your g-spot with every thrust. His hand wraps around your throat, restricting your air flow and making your pussy clench around him.

“You like it when I choke you? Such a nasty little whore” he laughs, tightening the grip he has around your neck until the edges of your vision start to blacken.

“Your pussy’s so good I might have to keep you” You’re not even sure how he’s still managing to speak in full sentences, if there was anything that reminded you that Dabi was a god it was his insane stamina. He’d already fucked you through three orgasms without being anywhere near cumming. Not only that, but the force he was using the fuck you with was sure to leave you unable to walk for a week.

Your thighs tighten around his waist as he begins rubbing your clit once again making you whine loudly.

“Too much”

“You can take it baby” His fingers show you no mercy causing you to throw your head back against the wall. Your hands push against his shoulders trying to move him away but Dabi is a lot stronger than you gave him credit for.

“Cum on my fucking cock, you can do it. Show him what a good little slut you are for me” Your fingers are gripping his hair so hard you’re sure you’ve pulled some out as you cum around his dick, your eyes struggling to stay open as you feel liquid splashing against your thighs.

“That’s my girl, squirt all over my cock” His fingers grip your jaw as he brings your lips together in another heated kiss. His thrusts become sloppier and more rushed as he chases his own release.

“Fuck Dabi cum in me” you moan against his lips and he curses under his breath as he spills thick ropes of hot cum inside you. Your breath is coming out in short pants and you can barely stand on your legs when Dabi puts you down. You can feel his cum start to drip down your thighs as he presses a soft kiss against your lips. Your eyes finally gaze down towards Bakugou who looks like he’s about to burst a vein. His eyes are burning holes into your neck where dozens of dark marks litter your skin. From the sounds he’s making, you can tell he wants to say something but under Dabi’s control he’s powerless to do anything.

“How was that for revenge?” Dabi smirks.

“I don’t know, might have to try again at home” you reply cheekily.

“What makes you think you’re making it back home? I meant it when I said I was keeping you”

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bugmomwrites · 5 years ago

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“Pay Attention To Me!” (Mezo Shoji x Reader)

Here’s my part of the discord server collab organized by @katsukisprincess . I hope you like it! Thanks for making me feel welcome :’) There’s a severe lack of Shoji content and I plan to fix that.

“-And then Todoroki took a yoga ball to the face! And Kirishima kept apologizing but Todo was just laying there on the mat, completely catatonic.” Your eyes lit up as you were gesticulating wildly, telling the small group at your table about another event that had happened this week.

Ah, there she goes again, Shoji thought fondly as you rambled on and on to your friends at lunch. He had grown closer to you over the past several months, and that simple friendship had evolved into a close camaraderie the two of you now shared. He was thrilled to be considered one of your closest friends, sure, but some days he couldn’t help but yearn for something else.

You were so full of life, your energy bringing him a fresh perspective he didn’t even know he needed. Your words slowly began to shift into white noise, and his classmates faces had faded into a sea of people as he focused only on you. You didn’t even notice his intense gaze, too caught up in telling him about the time Tsuyu had been dared to lick a pole outside in the cold weather.

None of it mattered to him though- his tunnel vision was bouncing between your cheerful, crinkled eyes, to the happy blush on your youthful cheeks, before finally zoning in on your smile. He didn’t even know how much time had passed, only thinking about how it would feel to hold you, kiss you, and be the one to cause those smiles.

To him, you were an angel, and he briefly wondered if he would ever have a chance to be the keeper of your heart. He could watch you forever-

“Mezo!”

He was startled out of his reviree when you waved your hand in front of his face. “Were you listening?”, you pouted adorably and Shoji felt his brain go into panic mode.

“You looked like Todoroki did after his concussion. Should I bring you to Recovery Girl?” Your earlier look of disappointment switched into one of concern, and you reached over to feel his forehead. You had always been an observant one, ever-sensitive to any changes in your loved ones, and at times he thought you had some kind of empathy quirk.

“You’ve got so much hair, it’s hard to tell”, you giggled, ruffling his silver bangs. Shoji only blushed more at your proximity, and just when he thought he couldn’t get any redder, you proved him wrong.

When you were sick as a child, your mother would often press her forehead to yours to compare relative temperatures. As ridiculous as it sounded back then, you figured it wouldn’t hurt to try now. Brushing his bangs to the side, you grabbed both sides of his face to pull him down to your level before you pressed your head against his, paying no mind to your friends around you smirking and giggling. Unbeknownst to you, poor Shoji probably looked like a tomato, and as observant and intelligent as you were, some days it seemed you were more oblivious to his plight than others. Unfortunately, this was one of said days.

“You’re burning up”, you hummed in thought, and he kept his composure until your noses brushed his from underneath his mask, and he felt all common sense fly out the window.

He abruptly stood, towering over your mutual friends who were now glancing up at him curiously. He cleared his throat awkwardly before muttering out something akin to ‘I should see the nurse’ and before anyone could press him for questions he made a beeline for the hallway. There was a beat of silence before you spoke.

“I didn’t know Mezo was sick”, you muttered to Tsuyu, who rubbed your back and fought to hold back a grin at your genuinely baffled expression.

“Maybe he didn’t want to infect you, ribbit.”

Thank you so much for reading my little drabble, I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it! Reblogs are appreciated, and if you have any ideas for future stories don’t be afraid to drop in my inbox.

#my hero academia x reader #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #boku no hero academia x reader #shoji x reader #shoji mezo #mezo shoji x reader #mezo x reader #mezo shoji #x reader imagine #bug mom writes

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absoluteindulgence · 5 years ago

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Drunk Passion (Server Collab Prompt)

A/N: Hey y'all, I just barely made it lol. I'm moderately happy with this fic, I hope you guys enjoy it.

Pairing: Mirio Togata X Fem!Reader

Warnings: Drinking/Alcohol Mention

Word Count: 1.8K

5 hours earlier, you stood in your room, giving yourself once overs in your full body mirror, complimenting yourself for choosing the right dress. Only to receive a call from your date who had to cancel due to "unforeseen circumstances." It was an understatement to be frustrated, and doubtlessly, you took it as a sign of them calling you ugly and blowing you off on purpose.

Your roommate, Mina, watched as you paced the living room rethinking your plans for the night. She reminded you of her third annual valentine's day party. This gathering initially started after the horrific event of her date happening on the love day, and trying to propose to her in broad daylight. From there on, she promised herself that she'd never be that naive again and dedicate the day to enjoy with friends.

Usually, you were away from home during this time of the year and briefly knew of the function. She always tried to invite you, but to no avail, you weren't around. Mina, the charismatic matchmaker, created a space for the people who hated, loved, or felt indifferent to the holiday, labeling it as the "Who Needs Love?" Party. You thought it would be a complete disaster, but it turns out, her parties equate to finding your "soulmate." Without plans to roam the city with a date, you were now a secondary host to the love fest.

The apartment you shared with Mina had a decent size and came with a balcony. There was a time where neither of you could afford to live on campus, and so you had to find a roommate to manage to stay enrolled, or else the work you wanted to do would be spoiled by a mere living situation. Moving into this luxury apartment was less than luxury, hence why it was so cheap. With Mina being a fashion designer and your skills being a moderate decorator, you created a space where you two loved the teamwork and effort put into it.

Looking way too good for no particular reason, you became a hit on every guy's list. A lot of the faces you saw weren't recognizable as you haven't met Mina's friend group from high school, but she made sure to introduce you to them. During the introductions, she seemed the fondest of the guy with the spiky red hair, favoring a porcupine. A twinkle in her eyes as she said his name with a discreet smirk directed your way. You were a great hostess making sure to check on the hordes of mixed emotions.

Passing through the warm atmosphere, you were grabbed by your forearm. Turning around, your eyes met with a tall, blonde-haired hottie. His eyes were piercingly blue as the grin was brightly targeted at you.

"Hey, I'm sorry to grab you, but I had been trying to get your attention for a while." His smile was faintly smug, but his tone was smooth like honey. He gently loosened his hold on your arm as he saw your immediate reaction of disgust, wondering who would dare lay hands on you. A chuckle came from his lips as he apologized instantly, "I didn't mean to upset you, I just wanted to know where I could get some air?"

He held onto a cup, on the other hand, probably full of booze awaiting your answer. As you were about to tell him, he thought you had already started speaking and moved in closer. He leaned ear first into your right shoulder, the heat from his breath, warming the back of your neck and shoulder. "I'm sorry, beautiful, I couldn't hear you."

The shocks running through your body, halted you from speaking. The blondie was so close you could see his jawline intensify and gather a hint of citrus and lime from the cologne he wore, even catching signs of his broad chest thanks to his button-down shirt being open below his collarbone. You quickly answered him, maybe too loud for comfort as he winced and smiled back after you pointed in the direction of your balcony. Bejeweled with gratitude, he nods, fading back into the crowd.

You try to peek over to see where he goes briefly talking to the red porcupine, with an indigo-haired guy and a periwinkle-haired girl close to his sides. The three seemed to be good friends laughing at your witty roommate's jokes as her crush, Kirishima, casually wrapped his arm around her shoulder. It looks as if only you caught how pink her face was as she snuggled closer to him. The buff blondie waves off from the couple and makes their way to the balcony.

Before he can leave your area of vision, you lock eyes. His azure sights peer into yours with a knowing, warm smile. A winking motion is made as he grins wide, heading out with his friends. The indigo guy was very antsy about leaving the crowded room, wanting more air than conversation.

You turn to leave the living room and head into the kitchen, bringing out more snacks and to acquire a drink for yourself. Placing pocky, shrimp chips, and gummy candy all throughout the coffee table between your long black couches. Being cautious of how you bend, not trying to give anyone a free show. Heading back into the kitchen, you pour some light liquor into a shot glass, wanting to feel a small buzz.

Just one for now while I make my rounds.

As you finish the shot and place it back on the marble counter, the blondie glides in with the same cup, but it's now empty. You stare up at the buff blondie, catching your breath as you get to take him in; hair down bang almost tickling his eyelashes as the rest of his mane rests at his brawny shoulders. Seeing him up close made your heart flutter as you didn't understand how attractive one man could be. His eyes wandered to your attire, and you blushed under his gaze. The kitchen area felt small now that he's sharing the same air as you.

As you were about to ask him for a drink, the periwinkle haired girl came in. She went into a ramble about the drinking game that was about to start until she saw your face, "You are so pretty, what's your name?"

You told her your name, and her eyes twinkled, "Ah, so your Mina's roommate, that's so cool! I'm surprised we haven't met before."

"I'm usually away during this time of the year, but I had no plans, and so I'm here, hosting tonight."

"That's great, I came to look for Mirio and found you too so please, play with us!"

You could see the intensity in this girl that had introduced her friend before herself. Her personality seemed overbearing but good-natured, she noticed your small smile and took that as non-verbal agreement. Taking your hand, along with her athletic friend. You took a quick glance at the blondie as he apologized, "Sorry about this, Nejire-chan likes making new friends. And yeah, I'm Mirio."

Reaching the central area wasn't an easy task since there seemed to be more people that came during the time you were taking a shot. Examining the room, everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. There was a heap of smiles, blushed faces, and laughter roaring through. Reaching the couches, Nejire sat next to you as Mirio was on the other side of her. Across from you, was Mina, with a big grin talking to Kirishima and a couple of her other friends from high school.

An angry-looking guy with spikey ash-blond hair stood up from his spot on the couch, "Okay, so if you're sitting, we're gonna play a game of Mafia!"

Another guy chimed in, his hair yellow with black stripes on one side, "Mafia isn't a drinking game!"

"It is now if you don't figure out who the hitmen are!"

The banter continued, and Nejire took her time to remind you who everyone was. She didn't just tell you who was playing; she made it her mission to remind you of each soul in the room. The process is too reminiscent of speed-dating as she told their jobs and personalities like stats. Made for a one-sided conversation until she got to Mirio, the blonde hunk.

"And this is Mirio-"

"I know you told me, maybe he wants to introduce himself to me?" You stare at him with pleading eyes to keep Nejire quiet for more than a millisecond.

He catches your signal and automatically laughs, he reaches out to give you a handshake with a pleasant grin as he greets you. "Don't worry, Hado-chan, I can say my own stats." Her mouth gets a little puffy as he briefly apologizes to her.

Bakugou brought us back to attention, "Alright, so let's go over how to play, and we'll start."

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Four grand rounds, and you could officially say you were drunk. You hadn't drunk this much since new years and worried this would result in alcohol poisoning. With the shuffling to and from couches, to make the game more interesting, Mirio had finally been seated near you. At times when it was time to discuss who was plucking off the civilians, you shared small details with each other, getting scolded by Bakugou at times.

Mirio looked at your giggly, flustered form and smiled warmly. He was happy to see you enjoy yourself and him being the reason. The game resulted in good friends with exquisite poker faces. Sero asked for another round since he hadn't gotten the chance to play God, and Bakugou refused.

"Hey, do you want to get some fresh air?" Mirio leaned over into your ear, "You look like you're ready to sleep for a thousand years."

You giggled with a nod. You raised your hand for Mirio to guide you and informed Tamaki that he was taking you to the balcony. You didn't notice, but the room was clearing out little by little. Assuming that the lovebirds were happy with their choice of the night, you smiled, realizing that maybe the same is happening to you.

Leaving the living room into the balcony was a change in atmosphere, you felt the chill air of midwinter hit your skin like a cool kiss, which was comforting from the sauna of an apartment. Mirio nicely placed you onto one of the outdoor chairs you owned as he positioned himself next to you with the other.

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm happy," You smile, "I didn't realize how much fun her parties were."

"Me neither, this is actually my first time coming. I'm usually at work, so Nejire would try to drag Tamaki and end up coming by herself."

You share a laugh and stare at him. You look down at his hands and then back at his eyes, overfull of sparkles as they gaze into yours. He rubs the back of your hand with his thumb, and the night continues on as you share innocent rambles of your plans to see each other more in a drunken passion.

#mirio x reader #togata mirio x reader #mirio imagines #bnha imagines #mha x reader

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bmysterys · 5 years ago

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Building Our Own World

Just a little something I collab-ed with an artist. She had two OCs for the BNHA world and we worked together for a server event so here’s they little story I wrote along with it. Click here for the link to AO3.

The warm sunny rays shine through the window and down on Rinne Furuya as her family makes their way across the prefecture and away from her childhood home in Nagoya. Aren’t you excited to be closer to the big city? And now you’ll be able to train under the top heroes of the country! Her mom excitedly tried convincing her. Doesn’t she know how hard it’s going to be on her? Moving to a new school after everyone has basically grown up together? U.A. wasn’t the only school she had applied to after all and got accepted into. The choice was ultimately up to her where she wanted to go, or so she thought. Once her parents caught wind of her acceptance into U.A., all other options went out the window. Her father requested an immediate transfer and her mom quickly got to working on packing up their home to move so their “little girl could attend the school of legends and make a name for herself.”

More like put our family’s name on display, Rinne thought solemnly to herself. Everyone wanted to be recognized nowadays, but she never cared for the spotlight. She was rather content being on her own, fading into the background, maybe become a sidekick for a hero if anything which she could achieve at any school. Her only true friends were her golems after all.

The small little rock figures stumble in her lap and open palms as the car drives down the bumpy road. A smile quirks at her lips watching them. They always seemed to do that. Her eyes gaze back out the window as more cities pass by wondering what her first day at U.A. will be like.

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Rinne taps her foot nervously, sitting in the registrar’s office, getting all of her paperwork in order. The woman across from her hums cheerfully as she goes about her work and Rinne can just tell easily how much of a morning person she is.

“And there we are! You’re all set! You’ll be in Class 1A. Midnight will show you to your class,” she says in a bubbly voice just as the Pro Hero walks in. Rinne picks up her bag and quietly follows her down the long hallways, letting her drone on and on about the school and students here, how she hasn’t missed much and will do just fine. Midnight stops at the classroom door and slides it open with a grandeur flair as she enters to speak to the teacher. Rinne’s motioned into the class and Midnight passes by her with a wink as she takes her leave, although by the looks of some of her classmates faces, she wouldn’t be leaving their minds anytime soon. Perverts…

“Okay, class, listen up. We have a new student joining us. Please welcome Rinne Furuya.” The teacher turns his tired eyes towards her and nods to an empty seat towards the back half. “You’ll be sitting next to Ms. Morioko Gota. If you’ll take your seat, we’ll get started.”

Rinne looks up to see a cute, green-haired girl sitting next to what’s now to be her assigned seat for the class. She nods to her teacher and does as instructed trying to keep her eyes averted from the onlooking stares of her new classmates. The closer she got, she could see that the girl’s skin had a greenish hue to it as well. She sits in her seat and sets her bag down beside her then props up one of her textbooks on the desk.

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Mori looks up from her desk the moment the doors slid open as Midnight strides in. Animatedly, she speaks with Aizawa-sensei until motioning towards the open classroom door. Just as Midnight turns and leaves, a girl walks in. Her dark skin peeks out from her uniform, making her pink hair stand out that much more. But, it wasn’t as bright or pale as Mina’s pink hair and skin. Hers had deeper tones to it that somehow just paired perfectly in contrast to her naturally darkened skin tone. Their teacher introduced the new girl to the class and pointed towards the empty seat next to Mori to be assigned at. Hmm...Rinne.. Mori thinks to herself as she watches the girl come closer to find her new seat. Little shivers run along her arms as if the vines and budding blossoms were twitching with life as Rinne closes the distance. She keeps her head down the whole way, her pink bangs covering her eyes from Mori’s view until she reaches her seat and props up her book on her desk to hide behind.

Mori turns her focus from the girl to pay more attention to the lesson and the small doodle she had absent-mindedly was working on before the announcement. A small scuffling sound to her side, Mori looks over to the new girl’s desk and at the edge of her opened book she could’ve sworn she saw a tiny rock creature peeking around it’s pages and look straight at her. She blinks her eyes a few times to make sure she wasn’t seeing things until the girl’s hand moves to the edge of the book covering the spot where the creature once was and her own hazel, almost golden eyes peered at her before disappearing back behind her textbook. Mori couldn’t help the small smile that twitches at her lips before returning to her own work.

Class droned on but Mori continues stealing glances over at her new neighbor, hoping for another peek at the cute little creature. Soon, class would be let out and Mori already plans to hang back to let most of her classmates filter out of the room so she could talk to this Rinne. When that time came, however, she wasn’t the only one with the same idea of wanting to talk to the new girl. Mineta, Mina, and Kaminari were the first over there while a few others seemed to hand back a little to watch from a safer distance. Mori rolls her eyes as she hears them immediately drown the poor girl in question after question.

“Wow! I love your hair! I wish my hair would lay down like yours with the layers but mine’s just kinda sticks out all over the place. Do you use anything for your hair?” Mina gushes trying to bond with her.

“Is that part of your quirk?! What else can you do?” Kaminari asks excitedly pointing around her textbook as Rinne tries pulling it closer.

“Another hot babe…” Mineta nearly drools. “Please… can I just-” CRACK!

A vine whips out hitting Mineta’s outstretched hand as he pulls it back quickly cradling it to his chest and all three heads snap around.

“Back off you twerp. Give her some room to breathe.” Mori steps in as her vine recedes and morphs back to her arm. Giving a slight push to the other two, she stands in front of Rinne’s desk, her back towards the girl as she stands between her and their classmates like a barrier. “She’s our classmate now and there will be plenty of time to get to know her, so give her time to at least adjust before you start crowding her.”

They stand there staring at Mori a bit shocked but still remaining still in their spot. Unsatisfied with their lack of movement, she crosses her arms over her chest and taps her foot, raising a brow at them. “Well, what are you waiting for? Get a move on!”

Finally, they scramble away while the rest of the class slowly goes about their own business. Mori stands there waiting for each student to leave before exhaling in relief.

“Whew… Sorry about that,” she says turning towards Rinne. “We have a lot of eccentric people in our class and a few of them with no sense of boundary control. They mean well and all… well, maybe not Mineta, I’d keep your distance as much as you can.”

The head of pink hair nods slowly, still keeping her gaze down for the most part until she finally meets Mori’s gaze after she stayed silent for a little while. “Thank you,” her soft voice finally says. Rinne sets down her textbook with a small smile showing the three little golems she had been hiding.

“Don’t mention it,” Mori smiles and takes a closer look at the small rock creations. “I thought I had seen one of you peeking at me during class.”

“They get a bit curious,” Rinne admits. Mori gives off a light giggle then straightens back up.

“They’re really cute. I’m Morioko by the way, but you can call me Mori! Everyone does.”

Rinne looks back up at the girl, taking in her green hair that seemed to be littered with flowers in a chaotic sort of way, yet somehow it makes her look really pretty that way and almost giving her green eyes a subtle glow. She was right when she thought her skin looked green when she had passed by walking towards her desk earlier, but it wasn’t the same kind of green as her hair and eyes. No, it was much paler, more subtle, but it worked for her look.

“Rinne. Nice to meet you,” she finally says with a smile. Mori smiles back at her and it only added to her radiance.

“Well, we should probably head out before we’re late to our next class.” Mori suggests then takes a few steps away. “Shall we?”

Rinne nods and gathers her stuff to follow.

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Their next class finds the students outside on the playing fields in the school’s gym uniforms. Each of them casting glances at one another, wondering what is going to happen. Finally, their teacher shows up and explains that they are going to be exhibiting their own quirks to see how well they have a handle on using them in different scenarios. The first test was seeing how far they could throw a baseball using their quirk in whatever way benefits them best to acquire the best result. Aizawa demonstrates how he will be tracking the distance each ball is thrown and the students begin lining up excitedly for a shot.

“Katsuki Bakugou.” Aizawa calls. A disgruntled looking blonde steps up snatching the ball and gives a wicked grin before letting off an explosive fire power behind his throw. The spectacle only amped the other students for their turn as each one got a chance to show off a bit of their quirk.

“Morioko Gota.”

The green haired beauty walks up and takes the ball. With a deep breath, she closes her eyes as if concentrating to take her time unlike most of the students who seemed more in a rush to show off their own quirk. She lifts her face to the sun and suddenly a slight rumble of the ground could be felt through their feet as Mori’s legs begin to morph into large sturdy roots, attaching themselves to the ground. The rest of her seemed to give off a warm glow. Rearing her arm back, she transforms the end of her hand into a vine to wrap around the ball and then with a slingshot motion, Mori throws the ball as the vine shoots it out like a whip giving it an extra push of momentum. She made an incredible distance even if it wasn’t the furthest, but it still shocked her classmates. As she turns around to rejoin the others for the next contestant to step forward, she was met with dropped jaws, sparkling eyes in awe, and a few cheers.

“I didn’t realize you could do that!” Ochaco beams.

“Wow, that was awesome! Can you basically turn into a tree, too?!” Kaminari asks.

Even Koda seemed to give her an approving nod of respect and awe, which wasn’t really surprising to her knowing his affinity with animals. They both had a mutual respect for nature. However, it was Rinne’s look of admiration and her eyes shining with wonder that caught Mori’s attention the most. Mori walks over to the girl to stand next to her again. A faint blush dusts her cheeks as she looks down at her hands, her fingers intertwined and twisting nervously. Mori smiles then looks back out to the field to see who would be called next until a soft voice speaks up again.

“That was really amazing. Your quirk is really beautiful.” Rinne tells her.

“Thanks!” Mori grins. “It’s called ‘Synthesis’. I’m able to draw on energy straight from the sun to help give me a sort of boost. It’s kinda like photosynthesis with plants except that I’m not limited to just one kind.”

Rinne gives her a curious look with a slight tilt of her head, making Mori chuckle.

“Think of it this way. Each plant, flower, tree, whatever it may be has their own purpose. Well, I’m not just one of those. I can change my arms into vines or my legs into roots and even flowers like to bud off of me. The more I learn about different kinds of plants, the more I am able to work with my quirk and try to adapt with it.” Mori explains, seeing the light shine in Rinne’s eyes as she begins to understand.

“That’s.. That’s amazing!”

“Rinne Furuya.” Her name is called before they could say anymore. Rinne swallows dryly and takes a deep breath before taking her turn.

She stands up there and feels the stares of her classmates. All of them wondering what she’s going to do. Rolling the ball between her hands, she debates between how she wants to do this. Rinne crouches low to the ground and sets the ball down. Placing her hands down in front of her, flat on the ground. Similarly like before when Mori had taken her turn, the ground begins to shake, except instead of Rinne transforming like Mori had, a creature begins to take form before her. Dirt, rock, and even a small mix of grass from the surrounding area build upon each other as the golem forms. Larger and taller the creature grows before them, standing more than twice their height and built larger than All Might with all of his muscles. As soon as she’s done, she picks up the ball and hands it to the golem. Carefully, it takes the ball from her grasp and turns away from her to face the open field. Everyone watches in silent awe as the golem reaches its arm back and throws the ball with a loud boom shaking the ground once more as it’s launches into the air. Rinne looks up at her golem with a smile and places a hand on it as if silently thanking it for its help before returning back to the earth. Brushing her hands together to cast off the residual dirt on her palms, she turns around facing her classmates who have gone deathly quiet. She stops in her tracks as she stares back at them before they roar into cheers. This time it was Midoryia that is the first to meet her as she finally walks back towards Mori.

“Incredible! So you can create golems? Are they only rock based that you can make them out of? How many can you make at a time and what’s the toll it takes on you? What’s your limit currently?” He rattles off question after question like an excited puppy. Rinne grips onto her arms and rubs at them trying to decide what question to answer first.

“Deku, you’re doing it again,” Ochaco gently reminds him, pulling at his arm.

The green haired boy looks over at his friend then back to Rinne and rubs the back of his neck nervously. “Oh! I’m sorry. I guess I just got a bit carried away. I’ve just never seen anything quite like it. I mean Cementoss is able to manipulate any form of cement he touches but it’s limited to that material. Then there’s Ectoplasm who can create live clones of himself, so I got to thinking how similar your quirk was to either of theirs.” He gives a small smile but takes a step back to allow Rinne through. She returns the smile, grateful for the breather and not expected to really answer all of his questions right there.

Maybe later when everyone isn’t around just watching me… Rinne thinks to herself. She can tell the boy was simply curious and his friend seemed pleasantly nice, too.

Finally, she makes it back where Mori stands who looks at her with an equally amazed look on her face.

“That was really impressive! It’s nice to know there are more nature based quirks out there. It explains your little guys from early now, too,” Mori says with a wide grin.

Rinne could feel her face heat up a bit at the compliment. She didn’t know why impressing Mori meant so much to her, but hearing her compliment made all the stares from earlier feel worth it. She was quickly growing more fond of the flowery girl in such a short amount of time.

I guess Midnight wasn’t wrong after all. I think I will do just fine here.

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Their next classes weren’t as exciting, but how could you follow up with an adrenaline rush of using your quirks to simply sitting in a quiet classroom learning on the history of quirks and heroes. However, they came and went rather smoothly before lunchtime rolled around. Rinne couldn’t decide if she wanted to eat her lunch in the classroom or join the others in the cafeteria. Looking over at Mori, she wondered what she normally does or if she even brought her own lunch.

“Did you bring your lunch?” Morioko asks, glancing over at Rinne’s bag as she fills it with her class materials.

“Um, yeah. My mom wanted to make sure I had something. You know, for my first day and all…” she admits rather nervously.

“Great! Then we can skip the cafeteria! Come on, there’s something I want to show you.” The girl beams grabbing Rinne’s wrist to drag her along. “I think you’ll like it.”

Rinne lets herself be partially dragged by the cheerful girl until she finds her footing to keep pace with her. Weaving through the crowd of students in the hallways, they make their way outside to a part Rinne had yet been to. She continues to follow Mori around a corner until they find themselves standing at a gate. Mori fishes the keys out of her bag and opens the lock, swinging the gate open, then turns to Rinne with an illuminated smile.

“After you!”

Rinne looks at her curiously but steps forward slowly and peers around the open gate. Rows and rows of various plants and flowers fill the space before her as vines hang from the surrounding fence creating a wall of lush greenery. Mori walks past her making Rinne step a bit further into the garden so the gate could be closed shut behind them. Standing just in front of her looking out among the garden, Mori’s proud smile and stance with her hands on her hips turn towards Rinne.

“Well? What do you think?” She asks.

Her golden eyes continue to stare at the beauty displayed before them, her mouth slightly ajar in awe, almost at a loss for words. “It’s… incredible…” she breathes then glances at her new friend. “You did all of this?”

Mori’s grin widens as she nods. “Yep! I got permission from the school after passing the entrance exams and started working on it over the summer. Kinda like my own personal training bit. I cultivate new plants I learn about and try to adapt my quirk to them as they grow. I spend a lot of time here since they require a lot of maintenance as is, but it’s also my safe haven. A place where I can just disappear to from time to time.”

Rinne was awestruck that she was invited to such a sacred place. Surely, she wasn’t the first one Mori has shown this place to...right? “It’s beautiful. And so peaceful. I can see why you’d want to escape to here. But… if it’s your personal space, why show me?” Her curiosity got the best of her and she couldn’t help but ask.

Mori’s smile never falters as she reaches out to grab Rinne’s hand and lead them to a spot to sit. “‘Cuz I knew you’d be able to properly appreciate it,” she says simply as she pulls out her lunch from her bag.

A small blush forms on her cheeks but decides to follow suit and take her own lunch from her bag. “Your secret is safe with me then. Thank you for sharing it with me.” Rinne says.

This time it was Mori’s turn to blush. Seeing the genuinity on Rinne’s face as she thanks her and then promises to keep the garden a secret from their classmates, it meant a lot to her. She focuses on her lunch and they fall into a peaceful silence as they begin eating. A few casual glances were casted at each other. Mori would watch as Rinne would interact with her tiny golems by her legs, dancing a finger around them as they reached out to grab hold. Likewise, Rinne would see Mori look over her garden or close her eyes lifting her face to the warm sun. She couldn’t help but notice how she seems how ethereal she looks when Mori begins to give off a warm glow simply by soaking up the warmth of the sun. It was like a golden halo surrounding her pale green skin making her hair appear brighter and the flowers blossom to its fullest. Rinne couldn’t help but be struck by the natural beauty sitting next to her as if the garden they sit beside became a person. That’s who Mori is. Her eyes suddenly snap open then look down at her legs to see one of Rinne’s golems trying to climb up onto her lap. She chuckles and holds out a finger for the golem to grab.

“They really are quite cute. Do you always have these three with you?” Mori turns her green eyes to Rinne to see her nodding. “And that doesn’t drain you?”

Rinne softly shrugs. “At first it did. They’re my first friends. I know it’s silly, but it’s never been easy for me to connect with others or open up. So, whenever I felt lonely, I would make them. I couldn’t keep them going longer than a few minutes with one at a time, but I would keep making them over and over again, tiring myself out just to make them last longer. Then, it just became more of a personal goal. Practicing on keeping them moving for longer periods of time, trying to have more than one made at a time. I kept at it for these little guys before I actually started training on the bigger stuff.” Rinne smiles at the one playing with Mori as she thinks back. “Then it just became second nature having them around all the time.”

“That’s really incredible, Rinne.” The way she says her name is like a sweet melody on a gentle breeze. She could tell she was falling for the nymph-like girl, but even to have just as a good friend would also be enough for her.

Rinne smiles at the compliment and they fall into an easy conversation for the rest of the lunch period. They talk back and forth discovering new things about each other. Mori was originally from Shikoku and once she was old enough for school, she was requested by U.A. to come attend to increase her variety in training. Hearing her describe the nature based island that she so loved drew Rinne in closer. Mori was able to use her quirk freely growing up and able to hone more of her abilities before moving to the city where nature wasn’t as prominent. But, that didn’t stop Mori. She adapted. Then, Rinne explained how she’s from Nagoya and her parents moved them here as soon as they heard she was accepted into U.A., wanting her to go to the best pro hero school there was in Japan. She knew it was more for the fact they hoped to make more of a name for themselves than it was for her to get the best education. If she could learn from the best, become the best, then that would mean more business for her parents, more income. Giving a shrug, she knew her parents meant well, but sometimes their passion for business annoyed her, especially when it directly affects her and what she wants to do for herself.

They learn a bit more about each other’s quirks. Mori expanding more on how her legs can turn into roots, digging deep into the ground and branching out at 25 feet. That’s the most she’s been able to reach so far anyways. Her arms, however, can turn into lengthy vines that can stretch out to 45 feet. The more interesting part of her quirk, Rinne found out, is her immunity to toxins and poisons. Many of her abilities directly tied and related to various plants and their uses. Rinne explains how the larger the golem she creates, the shorter the time she can control it as it’s more draining on her mind and body. She does have some basic earth manipulation without creating full golems but she finds it easier to control her rock monsters to do her bidding rather than throwing dirt and rocks around like projectiles. Lunch seemed to quickly come to an end the longer they talked. Brushing the dirt off their legs and skirts, they pack up and head back to class smiling the whole way.

As they take their seats, their teacher walks in with his usual wearied expression. He stands at the front of the room waiting for everyone to settle down before he starts his announcements.

“Alright, class is starting. Sit down and be quiet.” His gruff voice instructs. “There’s a few things I need to go over with you all before we get back into the lesson.”

Soft murmurs scatter across the room. All wondering what news he had for them.

“Here at U.A., we take our students to different training grounds to enhance on each of your quirks. In some cases, these locations may prove to be beneficial to your quirk while a detriment to others. It’s our job to prepare you to be able to activate your quirks in the most unlikely situations. You will work on getting a handle on your quirks, controlling them before they become unmanageable and run wild.” He explains, looking at each student carefully before continuing. “Our first location will be Shikoku while it’s still warm enough. After you’ve gone through training here for the next few weeks, you will be determined whether or not you’re ready for the next level of training to go on these trips. Let me remind you, this will not be a vacation. Shikoku is home to many mountain ranges. This will be our base camping area as we travel and train, far from the tourist spots and spas I’m sure many of you were hoping to experience during our time there. That will not be the case. Now that we’ve covered that, open up your textbooks.”

Very few of the students were able to pay much attention to class after that announcement and much to their pleasure, the rest of the day went by quickly. The students eagerly packed up their bags to return home. Rinne and Mori say their goodbyes and go their separate ways. The smile on Rinne’s face after a successful first day at a new school stayed on her face the entire way home.

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“Looks like someone had a good first day?” Her mother asks her over dinner. Her parents casting pleased expressions.

Rinne nods as she pokes at the food on her plate with her chopsticks. “It really was.” She picks up her plate and stands to head into the kitchen. “I’m done. And I should go work on my homework.” After putting away her dishes, she passes by them and wraps her arms around them both. “Thank you.” She tells them with a smile and heads to her room, leaving her parents wondering after her.

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The next few weeks go by filled with the same classes and training regiments. The students worked diligently to ensure their acceptance to go on the upcoming training trips. Their teacher would never outright let on that he was proud to see all of them manage to make it onto the trip, but he was, nonetheless. The trip to their first destination was long and tiring for him, though. Between flights and multiple transits, making sure each student was accounted for and enduring their endless supply of excitement and energy was wearing him down. Mori chuckles lightly to herself, but it doesn’t go undetected by Rinne who shares the bench seat with her.

“What’s so funny?”

Mori shakes her head to herself and leans back against the seat. “Oh, nothing. Aizawa-sensei should’ve expected this. They say it’s strictly training but that doesn’t stop this crazy class from getting excited about going on a trip. Training filled or not, it’s still a vacation from the classroom walls.” She explains and looks over at Rinne. Her three tiny golems were climbing on each other to take a peek out of the window. “We’re actually getting pretty close. We should be there soon. You’re going to love Shikoku, I just know it.”

Rinne looks up from watching her golems with a smile. “I can’t wait!”

The pair had grown rather close over the past few weeks. Working together to make sure they would be able to make it on the trip, they spent extra time meeting at Mori’s garden during breaks and sometimes early in the morning before school hours. Rinne’s golems even helped with maintenance by pulling out weeds or fighting off any unwanted bugs or critters that made their way in. They worked together to improve not only their quirks but also studying class materials together. It was becoming rare for the others to not see one without the other. They watch as the scenery outside the window becomes greener and more lush. Everyone begins buzzing with a new sense of excitement as their destination draws nearer.

As they finally arrive, everyone unloads and grabs their belongings to follow their teacher to where they’d be staying during their time here. With wandering eyes and a hop in their step, they make their way through the winding dirt road with trees and various plants on either side surrounding them. The trek was steep the closer they got to their campsite closer to the mountainside. Rinne could feel her connection with the ground beneath her feet grow stronger. Looking over at Mori to mention it, she sees her glowing again. Her radiance shining brighter than the streaks of sunlight filtering through the treetops overhead. They reach a small clearing with tents pitched up in two separate areas and a large fire pit placed between.

“Girls take the tents on the right, boys to the left. Get your things settled in. We won’t be staying long.” Aizawa informs them as he zips up his sleeping bag around him and lays on the ground as he waits.

Rinne and Mori picked out a tent to share next to Tsuyu and Ochaco. Momo and Kyoka chose the next closest one then Mina and Toru for the next. The girls gathered in the center after putting their things away in their chosen tents, chatting as they wait to leave. Some of the guys begin filtering into the group and once everyone seemed ready to go, Aizawa had them follow him once again further up the mountain to a designated training area.

“First, you will be sorted into pairs. This will be a bit different than you’ve experienced back at school. Here, your pairs will be assigned to different regions and it’s your job to do minimal damage while using your surroundings to your advantage the best way you can. Obviously, for some this will be a cake walk being in your element while for a select few, it’s going to require more control on your part to keep from destroying the area while finding a way to gain the upper hand against your opponent. Once you’re done, head back to camp. Now, here’s how you’ll be partnered up…” He goes through the premade list calling off names and their assigned areas. One by one, everyone was paired up. Rinne watches as Mori leaves with Mina into the thickest part of the forest.

Aizawa finally reaches the end of his list. “That just leaves you two on the cliffside.”

Rinne looks over at Todoroki, standing there quietly and reserved then turns towards her. He extends his hand in the direction of their assigned area allowing Rinne to lead the way. She takes a deep breath and starts walking with him following in step just behind her. They find the marked area and face off. Rinne isn’t sure what to expect at first. Do we just start or-- But Todoroki doesn’t waste any time. Raising his hands and widening his stance, he gives Rinne barely a minute to get ready before sliding his foot against the ground casting a wave of ice in her direction. She lifts her arms summoning one of her medium sized golems to block the ice from hitting her. The ice shatters as the golem strikes at it. Shards of ice splintering off and raining down around her. Rinne looks past her golem to see Todoroki begin to move to a new vantage spot for a direct hit towards her. Quickly, she summons a few more golems of equal size to the first one. The ground shakes as their bodies erupt from the ground. Rock and dirt piling on itself into her precious creations. They create a barrier around her to give a few short moments to think. Knowing he favors his ice, she’ll have to make sure to either keep creating enough of the golems she has now in case they get caught in his ice, or exert more energy into a single bigger one. She sends out three of them as a direct attack. Despite their make-up, because they aren’t much bigger than her, their speed isn’t hindered.

Todoroki looks surprised at the rate the rock creatures charge at him as he glides across the ground with his ice to maneuver around their attacks and avoid getting hit. One of them slams its fists against the ice causing a rippling crack to trip the boy. He manages to catch his footing just before he could fall to the ground, lifting himself up onto a new pillar of ice. Towering over Rinne and the golems, he has a better view of their surroundings. The edge of the trees opposing the edge of the cliff. Blocking access to the trees and forcing a smaller area to fight could be more to his benefit if he’s able to successfully immobilize the golems.

Rinne looks up to where Todoroki stands out of her golems reach and clicks her tongue disapprovingly. She directs her golems to start smashing against the thick ice, chipping away at it slowly. Unsatisfied with the lack of progress they were able to make, she finally opts for her larger golem. They begin to merge together, rocks rolling and crumbling to reform into one giant rock beast. Reaching his peak form, Todoroki nearly loses his balance as the golem shakes the ground with every movement it makes. It slowly raises its arms and swings them towards the icy pillar breaking it in half. Todoroki emits his ice against the golem to create a new path for him to use. The golem moving much slower than its previous smaller counterparts as it tries to grab Todoroki but misses. He continues his trek until safely reaching the ground with the golem encased in a thin layer of ice. The rock monster was unfazed by the ice as it breaks through with ease in its search for its intended target. The battle between ice and rock continue until Rinne begins to feel the effects of controlling the large beast for so long. Sweat beads at her brow as she struggles to keep her control over her element. Frost begins taking form over half of Todoroki’s body as he overuses his quirk without tapping into his flames he continues to swear against using to reject his father. It wasn’t until the golem begins to crumble in on itself that Todoroki realizes the toll it’s taking on Rinne. Firing one last icy blast to finish off the remains of the golem, Todoroki stands before Rinne, chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. His chilled breath foggy with each exhale against the warm air surrounding them. Rinne looks just as spent as her legs threatened to give out and buckle. Todoroki reaches out to steady her to keep her from falling.

“Thanks,” she smiles weakly, internally chastising herself for reaching this point.

Todoroki offers a small smile and a short nod. “Your golems are really impressive. I didn’t think I was going to last much longer. Honestly, I thought you were going to win.”

Rinne shakes her head. “You only used your ice. Making larger golems like that is harder for me to control. I don’t know if I would be able to stand a chance if you were taking this seriously and using both of your quirks.”

Todoroki falls silent as they walk back to camp. “It wouldn’t have made a difference.”

“What do you mean?”

He looks down at his left hand, the side that houses his father’s quirk. “Aizawa-sensei said we had to control our quirks to not do damage to the land. Being surrounded by trees, the flames would’ve been too much. Besides, your golems can’t burn. If I was able to make a blast with enough force then maybe it would be able to push your golems around but ultimately, they wouldn’t be affected by the flames.” He clenches his hand into a fist then lowers it to his side before looking at her with a smile. “My quirk is mostly ineffective against yours. It ended up being a matter of who would tire out first from exhausting our powers.”

Rinne considers his words carefully before smiling back, grateful for his kind words. They make it back to camp to see most of the other students already returned. Mori’s eyes light up as she sees Rinne and Todoroki walk into camp then rushes over to meet them.

“Rinne! Are you alright?” She frets over the girl as Todoroki chuckles lightly and waves goodbye as he leaves her in Mori’s capable care. She chuckles as she leans a little on her for support, waving back at Shouto before hugging Mori back

“I’m fine, Mori. Just overworked myself.” Rinne replies with a smile. Mori’s eyes shining with concern as their gazes meet.

“You need to take it easy for the rest of the night, then.” Mori decides resolutely. Her tone dictating there wasn’t any room for arguments. She takes Rinne to sit by the fire pit where most of the other students have gathered.

“Rinne! You’re back!” Ochaco beams and waves both her and Mori over. “Sure looks like you gave Todoroki a hard time!”

They all look over to see him standing next to the fire. The ice on his right side starting to thaw out from the warmth of the flames. Rinne takes a seat and Mori makes up a couple of s’mores for them. The melted chocolate-marshmallow mix stuffed between two graham crackers in her hands, giving one to Rinne as she takes the seat next to her. She burns her finger on the hot, sticky treat and brings it to her mouth to cool it off. Mori snatches her hand and inspects the now reddened digit. Setting her own s’more to the side, she pulls out a homemade salve and medicates her finger. The cool of the ointment bringing immediate relief to Rinne’s sensitive finger tip. Her eyes watching carefully in awe as the redness fades away within minutes. Mori smiles as she puts it away, still holding Rinne’s hand.

“Just something I made after studying my plants. It helps with burns, dry skin, small cuts, just a simple first aid I carry around with me now. Just in case.” She gives her a wink. Rinne stares at her electric green eyes, pools of emeralds swirling in their depths the longer she gazed into them. Neither were aware how long they had been staring at each other for until the sound of someone’s throat clearing breaks their trance.

“So are you two...like a thing?” Kirishima asks leaning forward with his elbows propped on his knees.

Rinne could feel her face heat up in a furious blush as she looks away and is suddenly very interested in the s’more she had yet to take a bite of. Now cooled to a lesser warm temperature, she takes a bite trying to avoid the collective stares narrowing in on her. Mori smiles at the girl’s timid nature.

“That’s something I’d rather discuss with her first before telling the lot of you,” Mori answers taking a big bite of her s’more. Rinne’s head snaps up and twists towards her. “Besides, it’s not like the rest of you have been exactly forward with your personal interests either.” A few turn their heads avoiding the confrontation, a couple nearly choke on their s’mores or drink, while Kirishima just laughs and wraps an arm around Bakugo’s shoulders who sits next to him.

“Alright, alright, that’s fair!” He winks at Bakugou whose cheeks turn a rosy shade before mumbling something incoherent under his breath and turning away but keeping himself tucked under Kirishima’s arm. “Only you know when the time is right.”

Mori smiles then turns back to Rinne who continues to stare wide-eyed at her like a deer caught in headlights. Grabbing her hand, they drop their s’mores as Mori drags the stunned girl from the campsite. Just past the line of tents, the nymph-like girl leads them through the small forest until they emerge on the other side. They find themselves on the edge of a cliffside overlooking the ocean. Mori finally stops in her tracks but doesn’t let go of Rinne. The sun begins to set, its warm glow reflecting on the water’s surface as the sky is dyed in various colors of pinks and oranges. Slowly, Mori walks closer to the edge, encouraging Rinne to join her as she sits down on the soft grass. Hand in hand, they feel the cool breeze ruffle their hair and hear the light chirps of the birds fluttering in the trees behind them. It was quiet, peaceful. The sun slowly descending on the horizon, darkening the sky a little more as each minute passes by.

“Mori?” Rinne’s quiet voice breaks through the reverie.

“Hmm?” Her relaxed response came.

Rinne looks down at their joined hands then up at the girl’s face. She couldn’t quite find the words to her question. Mori glances over at her and smiles, raising their hands up together and pushing their palms against each other, Rinne feeling a warm buzzing where their hands connected

“I like you, Rinne. I was hoping I was being obvious about it, but I didn’t want to push you either just in case you didn’t feel the same. You are amazingly sweet and kind, and it feels like you often understand me better than myself.”

Rinne nervously tucks her hair behind her ear, Mori noticing small golems hiding behind Rinne, curious. “I-I really like you, too.” She says quietly as Mori gives a light squeeze to her hand.

“Good.” Is all she says before she places a soft kiss against Rinne’s forehead, smiling as she pulls away from the now red-faced girl. As Mori looks back at the setting sun, half of it disappeared behind the horizon, Mori’s flowers now sprouting moon flowers and blooming in the young moonlight.

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