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9 Things Keigo Learns About Dabi (And 1 He Learns About Himself) by fallingyoonjin
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
01 Feb 2022
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It's not like Keigo actually planned to fall in love with a villain.
Keigo's journey to realization.
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“I can’t say no to yakuza, sir,” Kageyama replies coyly, placing too much weight on the word for it to be meant as respectful. “You’re the one who taught that to me.”
Oikawa shakes his head. He’s down to his underwear and he casts one last appreciative glance at Kageyama’s bare body before heading for the bathroom connected to his room. “You’ve gotten too brave lately. I miss when you were barely able to look at me in the eye.”
“No, you don’t,” he hears Kageyama say right before the door closes behind him. He smiles. No, he doesn’t.
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He scrambles to his knees, eyes still tightly shut, and feels for the bottle of pills he left on his nightstand, he knows he fucking left them there, why can’t he feel them–
His hand touches plastic – they're poisoning you, Sasuke – and sends it flying to the wall.
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The day Naruto drags Sasuke back inside Konohagakure’s walls he thinks everything is finally okay. Because he's home. He can’t escape from Naruto’s grasp anymore, doesn’t have anywhere to run, and Naruto can breathe easier.
There are things he fails to consider.
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“You ever thought how it might affect me having to kill my dad? Two months I lived with the burden of being the one to pull the trigger and watch him fall to his death. Two months."
Laurent is silent at that.
“It doesn’t matter that he wasn’t actually dead,” Makoto continues quietly. “I didn’t know that.”
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“Harsh, Omi!” Atsumu giggles and wipes under his eye with the knife handle. “I’ve had time to practice, I promise I’m a real good shot now!”
Of course Kiyoomi knows. It’s hard not to when the proof is right there in front of him. He may have not been able to hold a knife correctly back when they were still kids but right now, dangling one leg over the ledge, Atsumu has grown. Learned things. Kiyoomi has seen him take out an eye while hanging upside down.
Too bad Kiyoomi’s learned too. He knows weapons and he knows fists and he knows the places he needs to hit to shatter a leg or puncture a windpipe. The difference between them is that Kiyoomi’s kept his humanity too.
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them by fallingyoonjin
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
27 Nov 2021
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Everyone takes one look at him, tattoos and long hair included, mistrusting eyes and constant tension in his shoulders, like he’s ready to bolt any moment, and immediately Xingchen can tell what they’re thinking. He’s trouble. He’s going to break his heart.
Maybe. Xingchen admits it’s a possibility. He still has to swallow back hurt every time Xue Yang lashes out, attacking him where it stings because that’s what he does best, finds weak spots and presses when he feels threatened. He’s gotten better, but old habits die hard.
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There’s something extremely pathetic about him sitting alone in a king size bed, curled over himself and tugging on his cock while Kiyoomi’s probably lighting another joint in the living room, waiting for another guy to come in and suck his dick. Tears prickle at Atsumu’s eyes, this time not from the lack of oxygen.
He comes apart with a silent gasp, Kiyoomi’s name on his lips.
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The one thing you need to know about Miya Atsumu is that he’s utterly, insanely in love with Sakusa Kiyoomi. And Sakusa Kiyoomi is… not.
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“Don’t touch me,” he hisses, crowding close to Atsumu’s body, pushing their hips together. Atsumu lifts his hands, keeping eye contact as he slides his palms up Kiyoomi’s sides, stopping at his chest. Kiyoomi feels his eyebrow twitch.
“Whatcha gonna do about it, Omi-Omi?” Atsumu singsongs, tapping an unsteady rhythm against Kiyoomi’s chest. “Whatcha gonna do abou-“
His singing ends in a grunt when Kiyoomi pins him against the car by his throat, his hand covering his entire neck. Atsumu stares back with wide eyes, full lips slightly parted. Kiyoomi nudges his gun’s muzzle against his cheekbone, letting it rest there lightly. Atsumu’s pupils dilate, a soft exhale leaving his lips.
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”Fine by me,” Kiyoomi agrees and sits down on his stool, busying himself by fiddling with his tattoo gun. From the corner of his eye he can see Atsumu shuffling out of his sweatpants, revealing long, tan legs.
Kiyoomi realizes he’s stopped moving and curses inwardly, pulling his gaze away from Atsumu’s body. The guy’s pretty, yes, and has legs that would feel amazing wrapped around Kiyoomi’s hips but that doesn’t mean he should pop a boner during an appointment.
Professionalism, he reminds himself.
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His brother looks thoughtful, a slight breeze ruffling his hair. “Ya know… There is Sakusa.”
Atsumu chokes out laughter. He knew Osamu was going to say it. “No way in hell. Keep that bloodsuckin’ asshole away from me.”
Osamu rolls his eyes and jostles Atsumu’s body slightly. “Yer dyin’ if ya didn’t realize. Think bein’ picky’s the last thing ya can afford right now.”
“I have standards even on death’s door,” Atsumu mutters and spits out a thick clump of bloody saliva on the ground. “He’s the last one I’ll allow to fuck me.”
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“Sakusa Kiyoomi,” Atsumu says slowly, looking contemplative. He drops his feet off his table and pushes his chair back with a jarring squeak. He walks closer until Sakusa can smell his musky cologne. He stays still while Atsumu slowly circles him. “Hmm.”
He almost flinches when he feels a finger trace a path over his shoulder blades. Atsumu sounds delighted when he speaks out. “Oh, you’re a nice one. Remind me to send Meian my thanks.”
Atsumu stops in front of him and traces a finger up his torso before stopping on his face. Their eyes meet. “We’re going to have so much fun together, Omi.”
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“You’re joking about my mental illness, you know. I could take offence,” Atsumu teases and steals a quick kiss that Kiyoomi doesn’t even have time to respond to.
“You make more jokes than I do,” he scoffs but tucks a strand of bleached hair behind Atsumu’s hair fondly. “You know I love you no matter how much your compulsions push through. It’s not an inconvenience or a burden on me.”
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The man chuckles darkly, shifting to peel his wet shirt from his skin. “You can’t help me, kid. Just go do what you were doing before, I’ll handle this.”
Atsumu grabs his shaking hands, stopping him from fucking up his wound even more. “Are you stupid? You’re dying, you’re not handling this.”
“You know who you’re calling stupid?” the man smirks, eyes trained on Atsumu’s hands over his own.
“Yeah, someone stupid,” Atsumu snaps, his fear turning his tone sharper than he intends. “My apartment is right around the corner, I have a first aid kit.”
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kiribaku drabbles by fallingyoonjin
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
07 Apr 2021
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Tiny snippets of Kirishima and Bakugou I write when the inspiration strikes. Can range from angsty to fluffy to smutty. Not necessarily connected to each other.
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“Wait. Don’t hang up, please,” someone on the line begs with a hoarse, quiet voice. The words are halting, slightly slurred, and Kiyoomi freezes. Because he knows that voice, better than probably anyone in this world. At least, used to know.
“Atsumu,” he breathes out.
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“See, here’s the thing, Atsumu. I don’t bottom. I intend to fuck you so hard you’ll be seeing stars. Is that okay with you?”
Atsumu lets out an unintelligible garble when Kiyoomi pinches his nipples, and scrambles to his elbows. His face is quickly flushing red. “But I don’t… I-“
“You what?” Kiyoomi prompts gently. Atsumu fumbles over his words, looking so baffled Kiyoomi sort of feels bad for him. Except he really doesn’t, not when it makes his cock ache this bad.
“I’m a top,” Atsumu finishes weakly. “I’ve never… I don’t want-“
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“Um, hello?” he calls out before walking further. He thought they’d meet at a bar or maybe even the thief’s apartment, but this is just… shady. “Ya here? I want my phone back.”
“You mean this?”
Atsumu whirls around, clutching Osamu's phone to his chest in surprise. In front of him, twenty feet away, stands a man his age, all broad shoulders and curly hair. Holding his phone in his hand, a smirk on his face. “Beginner’s mistake, leaving your phone in your back pocket.”
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Sakusa stares at the boy in front of him, eagerly waiting for his response with wide eyes. He’s a Slytherin, Sakusa thinks, his robes are green. They’re the same age, but the boy somehow seems younger, gripping his robes with small fists.
“Hi,” Sakusa finally responds, not really sure what this boy wants. It’s like he physically brightens, his smile widening and eyes shining.
“What’s your name? You’re a Ravenclaw, right? I’m Miya Atsumu! A Slytherin!” the boy talks fast, excitement coloring his voice. Sakusa can hardly keep up.
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Sakusa’s lips hover over the side of his neck, planting light kisses. “Maybe it’s a politician again. The one against organized crime. She’s been holding protests and marches, getting the media involved. Could be someone from the FBI, they’ve been snooping around, investigating the human trafficking case.”
Atsumu shivers when the lips stop behind his ear, gently sucking on the sensitive area. “Maybe it’s a rat. Gives information to the cops, gets found in his apartment with a bullet through the chest.”