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Flowers for you?

My brain really said "PARKOUR" with this one.

Contrary to popular belief you are not an evil monster. Absolutely stunning actually, and this is what the village Sukuna and you were walking through found out. They were supposed to fear you from the rumors they heard of you.

Seated on Sukuna’s lap during his little meetings with people he will most likely end up killing. If they set their eyes on you for a moment their death had been decided.

While that is all true for the most part, you took no part in his killing or slaughters. And your face looked so kind, you walked so gracefully right next to the king himself.

Not behind like most wives would but next to him.

Maybe it was the gentle feeling you gave off, or the delicate smile that graced your face with your head held high that gave a little boy the courage to skip up to you while everyone hid in their homes. He held onto a stem of light pink baby’s breath held out to you.

“These would look so pretty on you! They match your Kimono”

With that, you and Sukuna turned to the boy. While he looked at the child with disgust and glare, you smiled brightly at him and bent down to his height. “They look beautiful, thank you very much” The boy put the flowers in your hair just above your ear.

“Haru! I-I am sorry p-please forgive my son, he does not know any better he is just a boy-“ a woman had run out of her home and begun to grab her son by the arm attempting to place him behind her as she frantically looked between a livid Sukuna and you till she finally looked at the ground and mumbled her apologies.

Sukuna had begun to step forward and the woman froze still. You turned around and placed a hand on one of his wrists and another on his chest. The two of you made eye contact as if debating in your minds. “it is fine I don’t mind Su”

“Stay close to me Y/N” he spoke grabbing your hand gently within one of his. “Always” You turned to look at the boy “I love it thank you,” you said waving farewell.

“Why don’t you get me flowers Ryo-Chan?” you giggled next to him. Sukuna looked at you confused “why would you want those they die quickly and are useless?” “I think a throne of skulls is useless but you still have it” Sukuna rolled his eyes, “You told me you didn’t want flowers”

“Of course I am going to say that. I don’t want it to be an obligation I want them just because you want to give them to me” Sukuna sighed in annoyance “You make no sense do you want flowers or not?” “Everyone wants flowers Ryo-chan” He regretted bringing you along at this point. “then ill get you flowers” “No, I can't have them now it is not as romantic” Yeah, he regretted this.

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the tyrant (viii)

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: sukuna ryomen x reader 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 5,852 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: old time period, mention of arranged marriage, polygamous marriages, slow-burn yandere, power imbalances, peer pressure, mentions of infertility, etc. 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: “you were the apple of Sukuna’s eyes, the one who brought him solace and everything. The only thing you were incapable of was giving him a child, an heir he wished to spoil like he did to you.” 𝐚/𝐧: I AM FINALLY DONE! Went pass the word limit istg. But hope y'all are ready what y/n is planning. 👀 btw, please like ❤️, comment in the “comment” section 📝 for tagging, and reblog 🔄 if you wish. Forgot I edited some parts in different chaps too, so if you see minor changes in them then I was fixing them.

Another few more months with the year ending, and another would mark the end of five years. Despite being bedridden, it had made you uneasy since spending the luxury time doing nothing had made you naught. Yumi and the personal servants who you had personally hired for your inner circle inside the castle had been keeping you posted up about your businesses from the outside. Everything was going well.

the tyrant (vi); side two

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: sukuna ryomen x reader
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 3,443
𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: old time period, mention of arranged marriage, polygamous marriages, slow-burn yandere, power imbalances, peer pressure, anxiety attack (beginning, it’s mc), superstition involved, etc.
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: “you were the apple of Sukuna’s eyes, the one who brought him solace and everything. The only thing you were incapable of was giving him a child, an heir he wished to spoil like he did to you.”
𝐚/𝐧: so I finally churn and did the other half, I didn’t proof read this btw. For now letting y'all simmer in this one. Pls like, comment down below for tagging, and reblogged if you like! Thank you for your patience lovelies! 💖✨️

Your heart was hammering that it resounded loudly in your ears, and you could feel your blood rushing through every part of your body and veins. You were scared. Sukuna quickly departed after the revelation and reveled in your horrid expression; he had made it clear what his intentions with you were; this time, it wasn’t just a fleeting dream you could avoid. It’s a reality now. You quickly dismiss everyone to go on break, much to their appreciation, and then throw yourself into an abandoned room where no soul is around.

iv. the damned

wc: 2.1k

summary: you venture out to the land, only to witness fire, ash, and blood raining from the sky.

warnings: active cannibalism

If you listen closely, you can hear the gentle, pale winds in the mountains speaking to each other and the branches of the trees whispering. The stillness of the creeks and the bubbling of the hot springs is a melodious charm to your sensitive ears. You close your eyes and lay your head in the water, enjoying the warmth of the sunlight on your sunkissed skin. Rose petals float on the surface of the water next to your arms and your legs, brushing against your skin teasingly.

The fairies do not understand why there are so many roses and red rose petals in the water recently. Roses are not native to Lord Sukuna’s domain, they mumble in confusion to each other. Roses would sooner die than be in full bloom in the demon’s presence. 

You only laugh and dip your head underwater.

Anonymous asked:

Could you please do husband sukuna?

rhymes — sukuna x f!reader

a/n: don’t worry I will post my own “GOJO IS BACK” drabble later but let’s have some husband sukuna first

you.”

“y-yes, my lord?”

“where is y/n?”

“in the m-main bedroom, my lord.”

“hm,” sukuna hums as he walks towards the bedroom. he hears squealing, giggling, and cackling from the inside.

just what the hell is being down in his bedroom?

raising an eyebrow, he kicks the door open to reveal both you and his son jumping on the queen sized bed you both sleep on.

“little bunny foo foo jumping through the forest!” you sing and your son giggles, jumping to your rhythm. you take notice of your husband’s arrival and leap at him, “welcome home!”

he is annoyed, but he catches you with a grunt, nonetheless.

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synopsis. it's 11 PM, and you're missing him.

cw. fem!reader, grad student!reader, prohero!katsuki, aged-up (~26 yrs old), mentions of alcohol

word count. 1.0k words

“Long day at uni?”

You look up from the glass of beer you’re mindlessly staring at to Uraraka, who’s seated at the booth across from you, a worried expression plastered on her face.

You heave a sigh. “You know the works. Exams, presentations,” you cringe, “I got called for oral recitation.”

At that, Uraraka winces. “Yeesh.”

“It wasn’t that bad,” you say, almost defensively. You take a swig of your beverage before continuing. “I stuttered a bit, but I was able to answer the question.”

“That’s our girl.”

You smile, feeling warm from the praise.

A silence falls over you before Uraraka speaks up again.

“Is there any reason why you’re drinking at,” she checks her watch, “11:30 on a Tuesday night?”

This hurt my heart so good oh my god. One of those things where you’re both perfect for each other but somehow it just doesn’t work. And no matter how hard he tries to make it work or convinces himself that he can do it, it just doesn’t. Because he’s the hero, he’s the one that can save everyone but he can’t save you. Sigh.

Just imagining him older, more mature and realising all the shit he gave up for his empty existence as a Pro-Hero. Because what’s the point of being the best at 30+, but not having you? Like standing at Kiri’s wedding as his best man and Deku trying to shush his son in the crowd before the bride walks in, just wanting what everyone else has. I’m going off on a tangent as always but omg I just love these pining fics so so good💕

“Every single fucking day, princess.”

Killed me dead.

Only you

Husband sukuna x reader

Genre: Fluff/angst

Warnings: Mafia AU, Mentions of sex the night before and morning sex, reader is stalked and kidnapped, not proof read, IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THIS PLEASE DNI

You knew it wasnt right to get involved in the Mafia, but ever since you married your husband and swore to stay with him forever you made the choice to remain by his side, even if it meant you might get hurt.

Pheromone

Alpha!Bakugou x fem!reader

Warnings: a/b/o dynamics, fuck or die, dubcon, violence, guns and shooting, marking and biting, villain reader, dystopian universe, hate fucking, edging, oral sex (male receiving), pulling out :(, breeding kink

WC: 13K

a/n: Hey so this is a fic I wanted to be a series but motivation is wack and so is brain power so for now it is a one shot. Anyway it is my very first time writing an abo fic and trying to tie in some dystopian future shit as well. But Katsu is his overly hormonal horny self so hopefully y’all will at least enjoy that. Also this reader is a bad ass, if y’all don’t wanna fuck her by the end, then I will. ANYWHOO enjoy!

“I won’t let anyone take you.”

Fiercer words have never been spoken, at least not by you. You stand, guarding a shaking scared woman who weeps in the corner of your very tiny run down kitchen. The moon pouring through the tiny window illuminates the darkness. Shadows dance amongst the paint peeled wall as you both breathe anxiously, shoulders rising and falling like you’ve just run a marathon.

The faucet drip drip drips, counting down the time, the steps taken between you and your enemy. The damn thing is always leaking, you’ve never learned to tune it out. You’ve requested a repair countless times, yet it still drip drip drips like an incessant nipping on your nerves. 

Today it feeds your rage and you bare your teeth in ferocious anger. You tighten your fist around the hilt of the knife you’re holding, poised toward piercing your enemy. You won’t win against an alpha, that fact is almost certainly true but you know you’ll be able to take a few down. You’ll buy enough time for her to get out of here.

⭒ lost ⭒ ryomen s.

sukuna who lost all his self respect from the day he married you and the night he was first deep in your cunt. had him rolling his eyes back and his legs almost going numb from how warm and tight you squeezed around him. he had to on top- his beefy resting on your wide childbearing hips as you slammed down on him causing him to release the load he was trying to hold. he felt so stimulated and you had his cock twitching without you even knowing. when you tried to ask him what’s wrong he asked to go again practically begging. he wouldn’t and he couldn’t get his mind off how the white fitted corset pinched your waistline and squeezed your breast so tight they could pop out whenever you breath, or the bustling full-skirt that hid those thighs he wanted to be between. whenever you’d look over to him exposing those pearly whites if yours. sometimes in the morning he would kick out the maids and butlers out of the room to lay you down on the table and bang you right there. you didn’t know what to grab on for support to save yourself from his hard thrust. you would cry out and whimper when the plates crash on the ground but he didn’t stop. you would be so shy about the incident after and you would feel so bad about how you didn’t even get to taste the food they took their time with. he couldn’t control himself so when you came to meet him he offer you to sit on his face with no shame at it. sukuna’s body on the carpet while his head rested on the end of the throne and you hovered over his face while your legs were resting beside his head. slurping, and sucking noises echoed the room and you tried to keep quiet but no matter what he wouldn’t stop shoving his face deeper into your wet cunt. “ wait- someone could come innn!!” you protest grabbing the throne to light yourself up but you’d get yank back down to his face while feeling the laces of your corset untied. “ no one is gonna interrupt me and my wife- fuck sit back down” and you would lost it, wanting to bury yourself 6 feet deep down in the dirt when someone would walk in

Can you do Illumi cockwarming his heavily pregnant wife while they ‘discuss’ baby names?

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Baby Love (Illumi Zoldyck x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗶 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝗯𝗼𝘅 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛 𝗯𝗿𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗼 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱. 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗳𝘂𝗹. 𝗜'𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘂𝗺𝗶 𝗳𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜'𝗺 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 !! 𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝗰𝗼𝗰𝗸𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

All around you, you can’t help but feel it. You can’t help but feel his warmth.

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cw: dark content. stalking. murder. toxic/yandere behavior. pregnancy mention.
a/n: it’s been a while since I wrote for Illumi damn.

The longer the man in your direct path attempts to hold your attention, the faster he careens to an untimely death. Of course, the young man before you is none the wiser, barely noticing the nervous tap in your foot as he continues to chat you up to the best of his ability. If he knew what were good for him, he’d move out of your way, but usually men of this sort don’t - not the type of man who’d put out his cigarette and corner you on your way out of a convenience store in the dead of night, engaging you in conversation you are not interested in.

“All I’m saying is that it’s dangerous out there, and perhaps you should consider letting me accompany you home,” he finishes his proposition. The smile on his face is sleazy, but just that is not enough to warrant death. He leans over, eyes running up and down your form as though you’re not shrouded in an oversized hoodie and baggy sweatpants that reveal very little about your shape or condition.

The calm demeanor on your face does not betray the fact that your heart is starting to pick up in pace. From the moment he started talking, you’ve been counting in time with an internal stopwatch. You’re close to 2 minutes, perhaps 3. You’re surprised he’s still breathing.

After all, you have a shadow. 

Izuku is the type of person to give you wildflowers that he saw on the side of the road.

He’ll pick dandelions even if he knows they’re weeds. He picks them just because he thinks they’re pretty, and you deserve pretty things.

He’s fluent in the language of flowers - he’ll pick a blue flower when he notices you’re anxious, or give you a pink one when he’s not as coy.

Something about him and flowers, it just makes sense.

you: you killed him! sukuna: he died of natural causes you: you call dying from being cut into half "natural causes"? sukuna: obviously. dying when you're cleaved into half is the most natural thing in the world sukuna: what would be unnatural is if he would have survived

Lovelorn & Laughable

a/n: tried something more casual and shorter.
summary: it’s laughable that your friends think that bakugou, of all people, is dangerous to you. bakugou x gn!reader.
cw: fluff. established relationship. mentions of drunkenness and alcohol. mentions of friends being afraid that reader is in an abusive relationship (they’re not).  no pronouns used.
wc: 986.

You’ve been dating Bakugou for eight months, and your relationship with the infamous explosive hero is a confusing case among your friends.

However, you don’t know how confused they are until Uraraka pulls you aside one day to ask if you’re okay—read: to ask if you’re safe.

You almost laugh in her face, but you’re able to keep it together in front of her honest expression.  It’s surprising how little they know, and it’s hilarious how wrong they are (which is wild to you, because aren’t they close with Midoriya who considers him one of his closest friends?).

It’s laughable that they think Bakugou, of all people, is dangerous to you.

Bakugou, who gives you his credit card three months into the relationship.

Bakugou, who changes his phone background weekly because he can’t decide on one favorite picture of you.

Bakugou, who searches for your hand to hold even in his sleep, who jerks awake whenever he feels you shift too far away in bed, whose frantic fingers search the sheets for you in his half-sleep.

That Bakugou.  Right.

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most nights, katsuki will sit under the covers with his debriefing file and a blank, uninterested stare—flipping through the documents as you prance around the room getting ready for bed.

he’s seen you do this an endless amount of times, and has even been dragged into the commotion on numerous occasions—ending the night with a green face mask and a faux frown.

still, he doesn’t really get it.

of course, brushing your teeth is a given, and he won’t fuss about you washing your face—but the line has to be drawn somewhere, right?

pillow mist—the latest villain.

“babe, seriously?” he coughs, sitting up a bit as he sticks his tongue out and holds a hand over his throat. maybe, you went a little trigger happy with the black chamomile, but he’s being dramatic. “it’s in my fuckin’ mouth!”

“there’s an easy fix for that, y’know,” you smile, running your thumb and index finger across your lips in a zipping motion.

Your favourite thing to do is pretend you have no idea who Dynamite is and constantly fucking up Bakugo’s name on his coffee.

He’ll come in once he’s done patrol and changed out of his hero costume. The first time it happened was honestly an accident. You’d been so lost in thought, you took his order and then asked for his name. When he didn’t reply right away, you glanced up at him, his face holding a blank look.

“Ha? You don’t know who I am?”

Of course you knew who he was, everyone in the city knew who he was, regardless of being in costume or in normal clothes. You could almost see the gears moving in his head, wondering how anyone could possibly not know who he was. You simply shrugged, handing him his change and getting to work on his very simple coffee order.

Once done, you placed his order on the counter and bid him a good day. The look on his face when he picked up the coffee and read the name on it was priceless. His face scrunched up in confusion and then immediately to anger.

“Is this some sort of fucking joke?”

You were for thankful the shop was busy for once. You knew he wouldn’t make a scene. You gave a smile and a wave, and continued to help the next customer in line. You watched out of the corner of your eyes as he glared at the name as he left the shop, grumbling to himself.

Despite that first encounter, he kept coming back. A few days every week, he gave you his normal coffee order (to the point that he stopped even telling you the order) and you purposely messed up his name. He knew you knew who he was, so he’d play your stupid little game. He told himself day in and day out that he was only going back to the coffee shop until you got his name correct but deep down he knew that not to be true.

You really were surprised when he showed up the next day, empty coffee cup in hand. Slamming it down on the counter and glaring at you. The neatly written Pro Hero Deku facing you.

“That’s not my fucking name.”

Yandere Royal Gay AU pt6

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You sat in your room, shocked at the betrayal. You’d just found out that not only have you been betrayed by your grandfather, but also by Tomura.

How could he do that to you? He’s been with you since you were born, he promised your mother he would take care of you, promised you that he will always remain loyal to you, and to you alone.

So why would he agree with AFO about keeping you here?

Was he going to you as well? Tell you that its best to stay here because your father does not care for you?

Will he start making decisions for you now?

Force you to do things you do not want to do?

Someone knocked on the door. “Princess?” It was Tomura.

You sat up straight, hands folded in your lap. “Come in.”

“I saw the fireplace. You were right, Kurogiri has been burning your letters. He has been lying to you.”

Aren’t you lying as well?

“Oh. So, what do you suppose we do now? Should we tell grandpa that he has traitor here?”

“No. I think we should leave.”

What?

“What? But why?”

“Kurogiri is not a traitor, princess. He’s only doing what he’s told.” Tomura sighed. “King AFO walked in on me while I was snooping. He confessed he’d been the one who told Kurogiri to get rid of your letters.”

You played the fool. “Those are some very grave accusations, Tomura. Because if you’re saying that my own grandfather burned my letters- my only source of communication from this island- then it means that nobody knows I am even alive.”

“Yes. That is what happened.” Tomura said. “The king thinks its best for you to stay here rather than going back to your father.”

“And what do you think? What did you tell him?”

“I agree. I do think its better for you to stay here than going home. As long as concubine Keigo is around, your father will always have trouble prioritizing you. And it doesn’t matter if concubine Keigo is around or not, you should always be your father’s number one priority because not only are you his only successor, but also his only offspring.”

Your throat felt like closing up. It is true what he said. “I see. What do you propose we should do then?”

“We should leave this island.”

“What?”

Tomura nodded. “We need to get off this island. While I do agree with King AFO and I do think its safer for you to be here, I know that it is not what you want.” He smiled a little. “I am only your servant, only loyal to you. My job is to tend to your needs and watch over you, not make choices for you. What you decide, order, demand, I’ll make it happen. And if you desire to go home despite everything, then that’s what is going to happen.”

Your eyes got a little blurry as you let out a huge sigh of relief. “Oh, Tomura…” He pulled out his handkerchief and dabbed away a tear from your eye.

“I will happily follow you to the edge of the world if it pleases you, princess.”

-

“-so then your mother, that silly girl, decided to hide in the chicken coop! Had the whole palace searching for her! I thought she’d been kidnapped!” AFO chuckled as he told you another story about your mother. You smiled as well, sipping your tea as you thought about your latest discovery, still in disbelief that your own grandfather would burn your letters.

“Darling, are you okay? You’ve been awfully quite.”

You blinked at him, before shaking your head. “Oh, I’m so sorry. My mind’s been preoccupied with something- its- its nothing for you to be concerned about.”

“No, no. Tell me. Perhaps I could help?”

You shrugged. “I miss dad.” You stared at the tea leaves in your cup. “I just think its time for me to make amends. I don’t think it’ll do any good if we don’t talk it out. I want to go home, grandpa.”

He stared at you for a while, and you felt like he was seeing through you. You thought that any second now, he’s going to call in someone to kill me, perhaps as a revenge for how your father treated your mother.

But then he nodded. “Alright.”

“Huh?”

AFO nodded, smiling a bit now. “Alright. You can go home. I’ll tell Kurogiri to start making arrangements.” Your brows rose in surprise. “Really?”

“Of course, darling.” You stood up to hug him. “Thank you.” Perhaps you had misunderstood the situation. There must’ve been another reason for him to get rid of your letters.

“I’ll tell Tomura to start packing. Oh, I’m so excited! What souvenirs should I bring dad? I wonder if there is something that I can take from here that will not go bad in 5 days?”

“5 days? Oh, honey, you’re not going home tomorrow.”

“Then when?”

“Next month.”

Next month? But that’s so far away! Dad will be worried sick about me.”

“Well, then you can just write him another letter and reassure him that you’re alright, hm?” He said, an unnerving smile on his lips as he gazed at you with knowing eyes.

Does he know that you know what he did to your letters?

You gulped. “I could, but the more time we’re apart, the more it will damage our relationship. Besides… what do you even want me here for so long?”

“I have some people I want you to meet.” AFO said, stirring his tea. “I’ll be going to visit their few kingdoms soon. They’re very important to me, and if things go right, then they will be important to you as well.”

“Oh? Who are they?”

“Allies, hopefully. So, will you wait for me to return?”

“How long will you be gone?”

“2 weeks.”

You thought about it for a minute.

“Okay.”

AFO smiled, ruffling your hair. “Good girl.”

-

“We need to leave now.” Tomura said.

“Huh? Right now? Why?” You were confused. “If he’s agreed to it, shouldn’t we wait for him to return and then leave? Wouldn’t that be better, especially if dad’s mad at me for “running away” and then we’ll at least have here to stay?”

“As nice as that may sound, you must remember that it was King AFO who burned your letters to your father, possibly creating chaos we’ll have to deal with when we return, and also tried to convince me to make you stay here.” Tomura said, his head shaking. “He didn’t want you to leave the island until last night. Do you really think he’d change his mind so easily?”

You were conflicted. As much as you don’t want to believe Tomura, you simply cant forget what AFO said last night, nor have you forgotten about him disposing off your letters.

“I understand, Tomura. I suppose you’ve already made arrangements for our departure, hm?”

Tomura nodded. “Yes, we’ll leave tonight.”

-

“I- I don’t understand. Why aren’t our guards and servants coming along with us? Surely, it wouldn’t be safe for them to be here after grandpa finds out I’ve ran away?” You asked in a hush whisper, watching as Tomura peaked from the corner to see if the hallway was clear. He signaled for you to follow him, not answering you until you called his name with more persistence. He finally turned towards you. “Princess, we cant bring everyone with us without raising suspicion.”

You looked at him in disbelief. “But they’re loyal- my loyal subjects! I cant just leave them here-“

Tomura grabbed your shoulders. “They know we’re leaving them here. They’re going to stay behind and cover for us, give us enough time to get off the island. You are not abandoning them, princess.”

You stared into his eyes and you knew he wasn’t lying. “We’ll come back for them?”

He nodded.

“Okay. Lets go.”

Tomura continued to lead you through a secret passageway before reaching the palace grounds. “Hood on, princess.” He said while putting his own robe’s hood on. The ground had a couple of guards that were changing their shift, giving you two the perfect opportunity to escape.

Your heart was thrumming against your chest, mind too occupied with the consequences if you were to be caught. Tomura held your hand and kept you behind him, waiting for the guards to be distracted enough for you two to slip by.

However, the moment you two reached the gate, a loud, monstrous shriek, almost like a pained cry echoed throughout the palace grounds, and in the next second, a knight yelled.

“THE PRINCESS HAS BEEN KIDNAPPED BY TRAITOR TOMURA! DON’T LET THEM GET OFF THE ISLAND!” which was followed by a servant who had spotted you, pointing at you as he yelled. “SHE’S HERE!”

And then chaos unraveled as knights upon knights suddenly gathered and began charging towards the two of you. Tomura dragged you along and out of the gates where a getaway horse stood, practically throwing you on it before climbing it himself.

“Hold on, princess!” And with that, he zoomed away, barely enough time for you to wrap your arms around him, and you could hear the tower bell ring behind you, alerting everyone that you two were escaping.

To get to the cherry blossom woods, you two had to first go through the village and exit it. Which was supposed to be easy because it was a pretty straight route without any unnecessary turns or hindrances.

What you two didn’t expect was the villagers coming out of their houses with forks and pitches and torches, grouping up in masses to block your way. Tomura was struggling to navigate through the bodies without trampling them, and the situation only worsened when you heard the villagers panicked pleas.

“Let the princess go!”

“Princess, please don’t leave!”

“You’re only safe here!”

LET THE PRINCESS GO!”

“We’re sorry, we’ll do better but please-! STAY!”

“YOU CANT LEAVE AGAIN!”

The villagers tried to grab onto you, but Tomura kicked their hands away before drawing out his sword and swinging it, making the people back up a little, giving him just enough space to turn the horse into an alley and move away, your heart beating loudly in your ears as you heard the cries of the villagers behind you.

You don’t know whether it was because of the horse’s speed or some shortcuts Tomura was taking, but when you looked back, you lost sight of all the knights and villagers.

“Tomura, we’ve lost them. I think you could slow down now.”

After a while, you two got off the horse when Tomura suggested that there would be a less chance for the knights to spot you if you were on foot. Tomura had drawn out his sword, guiding you through the dark woods as you clutched onto his cloak behind.

“We’re not too far along, princess. I can hear the waves.” You hummed in acknowledgement. “We’ll be home soon, don’t you worry-“

“Tomura.” You whispered, but the fear in your tone had made his head turn, confused as you were looking to the side with wide eyes. He followed your gaze and when he spotted it, his breath hitched.

In the shadows, that grotesque looking- thing stood, eyes staring dead straight at you. “What the hell is that-“

“N-Nomu.” You whispered, barely audible. Tomura couldn’t take his eyes off that thing, but it perplexed him why you would know what that creature is. He grabbed your hand. “On my count, run as fast as you can.” Tomura looked at the creature again, and realized that the Nomu was now looking at him, or more specifically, his hand that was holding yours. “One, two-“ But he was cut off by the Nomu screeching so loudly, that it made you cover your ears. The scream was enough for you two to start running like hell, not even looking back because you could hear the heavy steps of Nomu that had the ground shaking.

Ahead of you, you could finally see the woods ending and a boat that rocked with the waves. “We’re almost there! Keep running-!” Tomura yelled but suddenly, your view was blocked as the Nomu jumped in front of you two. You two backed up, and Tomura had his sword drawn, taking a fighting stance. “I’ll keep him distracted, you get to the boat.”

“No, he’s dangerous-“

You must get to the boat. Please do not argue with me on this.” And with that, Tomura ran ahead to fight the creature. You slowly began moving towards the boat, keeping one eye ahead and one eye on the fight. Tomura was good at dodging all the Nomu’s attack, and for a moment, you really thought he was going to win. But then Tomura swung his sword at the Nomu’s arm, which let out a dull thud as it collided with its arm, not doing any damage. Hell, it didn’t even break the skin.

What followed next made your heart drop. The Nomu suddenly smacked Tomura away, knocking him down, his sword landing in front of you. You looked back up, and saw Nomu grabbing Tomura by the head, just about ready to crush his head in its hands.

“NOMU!” The creature looked at you. “Nomu- stop! Don’t- don’t do it. Listen to me. I- I command? I order you to let him go.” You said, remembering AFO telling you that the Nomu will follow your orders.

But the creature simply looked at you, not relenting its hold. It was when you saw Tomura going limp that you suddenly yelled and grabbed the sword, pointing it at your gut. “Nomu, let him go- let him go right now or I will kill myself! I will kill myself-“ To your utter surprise, the Nomu dropped Tomura who finally had blood reaching his head again.

You continued talking to Nomu, hoping it would keep it distracted enough for Tomura to gain consciousness again.

“What will AFO think if you don’t save me? What will he do when he sees you didn’t protect me? Hm? What will happen if he sees his only granddaughter, all bloodied and hurt and dead?” Nomu breathed heavily with each word of yours, and you could finally see Tomura waking up, looking confused at you holding his sword to your abdomen.

“Princess?”

“Tomura, get on the boat.”

“No, you’ll get hurt-“

Tomura-“ you clenched your teeth, glaring at him. “-I’m telling you to get on the fucking boat. I will follow you.”

He looked unconvinced. “Nomu wont hurt me. But he will kill you if you don’t get on that boat right now. Just trust me on this, I know what I’m doing.” So, Tomura followed your orders, untying the boat and pushing it into the water. And now he waited for you to join him, tense as he watched you have a stare off with the Nomu.

The Nomu began coming near you, its hand reaching out to either take the sharp weapon from you or knock it out of your hands. “Tomura, listen to me. You need to go alone, go home without me.” He was confused, whatever do you mean by “alone”? You looked at him again, lips trembling. “I cant go with you, Tomu. We’ll never make it. So, go home and get help.”

He shook his head. “I’m not leaving you-“

“If you don’t leave, you’ll die either by the Nomu’s hands or the knights. And I won’t live either if something happens to you, Tomura.” Tears welled up in your eyes. “I am begging you to leave, Tomura. Please-“

“There they are!” The knights and the villagers had found you. Shit. You looked at the knights who were quickly closing in on you, and then you looked at the Nomu and you made a bolt for it.

You already knew you weren’t gonna make it, not when Nomu literally scooped you up like half a second later, swiftly pulling the sword out of your hands in the process. “Y/N-!” Tomura yelled and was about to get off the boat when you yelled at him not to.

“We’ll both die if you get off that boat!” You’d started crying. “Go home and get help! It’s the only way to save me! Go now! Leave! LEAVE, TOMURA!” With the heaviest heart, Tomura began rowing away as fast as he could, tears streaming down his cheek.

“I’LL COME BACK FOR YOU, I PROMISE!” He swore, heart wrenching in his chest as the villagers and knights surrounded you and the Nomu, cheering that they had “saved” their princess.

-

Tomura continued to row, heart still heavy from the guilt of leaving you behind. It would take him 10 days to reach his destination, but all the hours that he had to spend with his thoughts were quite the torture, continuing to replay the events over and over again.

You knew- you had to know that you wouldn’t have been able to get on the boat with him. You sacrificed yourself for him.

He couldn’t get your words out of his head.

And I won’t live either if something happens to you, Tomura.

Surely, you don’t mean that. He’s just a mere servant to you, a close servant, but a servant still.

Fuck. Tomura closed his eyes. You’re too pure for this world.

Your teary face flashed in front of his eyes.

He began rowing again, harder this time. He’ll save you. He’ll save you.

I won’t fail you, Y/n. I won’t.

That’s why he’s going to the one kingdom that’ll give him an army.

Emperor Kai will definitely help him save you.

Tomura had initially planned to go to King Dabi, but he knows your father’s temper well and he knows the moment he appears in front of him without you, Dabi would kill him without letting Tomura spill about your whereabouts.

Perhaps that might be an exaggeration. But Tomura knows for sure that Dabi won’t let him accompany him to save you, and right now, Tomura just cant take that risk of putting your life in anyone’s hands right now, not even your own father’s.

-

Kai was looking at the map for the past few days, trying to figure out where your ship had disappeared. He had been trying to trace you tracks, trying to figure out where and why you had vanished into thin air, giving no reason. He just felt like you were in trouble.

“Where did you go, little one?” Kai asked himself. He won’t admit it to himself out loud that the reason why he’s so worried about you is because he cares for you. No. Never. So, he had convinced him that he’s only trying to find you so that he could return you to Dabi, who was currently wreaking havoc and bringing down entire nations in search for you.

Somebody knocked on the door. It was his advisor Hari. “Emperor. Princess Y/n’s-“ Kai’s ears perked up at your name. “-royal servant, Tomura Shigaraki has arrived on our docks. He wants to meet you-“

“Bring him in. Now.”

Tomura walked in, looking disheveled. He bowed. “Emperor.” “Where is she?” Kai asked. Tomura kept his eyes on the ground. “Before I tell you, you must promise me that you’ll let me go with you.” Kai wanted to tell him that he was in no position to make demands, but he doesn’t want to waste any more time. “Fine. Where is she?”

And so, Tomura explained everything, from the beginning to the end. Kai rubbed his chin, staring at Tomura. “Alright. Hari, gather men, get the army ready. We’ll leave at dawn.” Hari bowed obediently. “Bring the generals in. We’ll need to devise a strategy against AFO.” Kai had decided not to tell Dabi about this, not until he saw you alive with his own eyes. If he were to involve Dabi now, the mad king would think that Kai was in on it.

Dabi is just to emotional, too volatile for Kai to tell him right now. And Kai cant risk your safety like that.

Tomura bowed his head. “Thank you, emperor.” Kai narrowed his eyes at him. “Make no mistake, Tomura. If I find out that you’re lying or if something happens to the princess, I will kill you.”

Tomura smiled. “Don’t worry, emperor. I’ll be the first to fall on my own sword if something happens to princess Y/n.”

-

While Kai worked on getting an army ready to invade AFO’s island, all while keeping his plan and the arrival of Tomura quite, someone had still managed to break through Kai’s impenetrable barrier of secrecy and saw it all.

It was expected of the best spies- Aizawa and Hizashi.

“Why- why do you think Tomura was here? And why did he mention that mystery island?” Hizashi asked. “What did he want with the emperor-“

‘She’s alive.” Aizawa said.

S-she’s alive?” Hizashi whispered, desperately.

She’s alive.” Aizawa confirmed, smiling.

“She’s alive!” Hizashi cheered. “We must report it to the king as soon as possible.” Aizawa nodded. The two of them got on their horses and began galloping as fast as they could.

They had to tell Dabi that you’re alive and well, not only for the king’s sanity but also to save the kingdom from his blinding rage. Ever since you’d gone missing, Dabi had become this completely different person. He had turned into this evil king who began ruling with an iron fist, destroying everyone and everything that stood in his way of finding you. If neighboring countries wouldn’t help him find you, he would burn them to the ground. And the longer you went missing, the more paranoid he became and he’d think that everyone was hiding you from him.

His own kingdom wasn’t fairing well either. The kingdom that once flourished under his rule, now became gloomy and dull under his terrifying reign. Dabi did not tolerate rule breakers, giving the harshest punishments without mercy to anyone who wasn’t a perfect law abiding subject.

It was if the last bit of softness diminished from his heart when you went away.

Dabi didn’t even look the same anymore. His eyes had turned red with heavy bags underneath them, no doubt of the sign that he spent nights mourning your death. There was this permanent darkness that radiated off him in waves, and the servants were always too afraid to approach him. Even his fire had changed colour. From icy blue flames to dark black fire that blinded you, suffocated you, and it burned much hotter than before.

Dabi wasn’t the only one affected by your absence though. No, concubine Keigo wasn’t doing all that well either. He had become a shell of his past self. He was always irritated and angry, yelling at the servants for even breathing the wrong way, threatening and beating other concubines of the harem. He used to spend most of his day drinking away until he was drunk enough to either numb the pain or pass out. At night, he would join Dabi and cry, begging him to find their baby, their daughter. He’d whisper his fears, his worries to Dabi. “Dabi, you have to find her. It’s too cold out there. You know how much she hates the chill in her bones!” “Dabi, its too dark out there. She can’t sleep without a candle lit- find her, please.”

The spies arrived at the castle, running into the court as they requested a private audience with the king. The court room was cleared instantly, and Aizawa and Hizashi walked in, bowing immediately. Dabi sat in his throne, chin resting on his hand as he looked at them unamused.

“You better have a good reason for disrupting my court like this.” He growled.

Aizawa spoke first. “My apologies, my king. But we have important news.” He looked at Dabi dead in the eyes as he uttered the next words.

Princess Y/n is alive.”

The silence was deafening.

Dabi rose from his throne. “What did you say?”

“Princess Y/n is alive.” Aizawa repeated. “We were spying emperor Kai, when we spotted her highness’s royal servant Tomura there. He’s just arrived there. We heard him talking about princess Y/n, asking emperor Kai for help, and the name of an island belonging to-“

“Spit it out!”

“Belonging to His Majesty, AFO.”

Tall flames suddenly surrounded the spies, veins popping in Dabi’s head, his eyes turning black as he walked towards them.

“AFO?” Dabi said, smoke surrounding the trio, although the spies were the only ones who felt suffocated by them. “Is that so?”

“Yes, your majesty.” Hizashi said. “We suspect that he’s holding the princess hostage as a revenge for his daughter, the late queen’s death. Tomura is asking for Emperor Kai’s help, who is gathering his army right now to invade the island and capture princess Y/n- ”

She’s alive?” Keigo asked, stumbling in. Dabi’s flames died down at his voice. Keigo walked up to him, his tired eyes looking up into Dabi’s with hope. “Dabi, tell me- is she alive?!” Dabi nodded, wrapping his arms around Keigo.

“Yes. It seems that AFO has her. Tomura knows about her whereabouts, and he went to Kai for help- that fucking idiot.” Dabi sighed, kissing Keigo’s head. “Don’t you worry. I’ll bring our daughter home myself.”

Keigo smiled, probably for the first time since you’d disappeared, leaning up to kiss Dabi. “I’ll join you, darling. We’ll bring her home, together.”

Dabi nodded, before looking at the spies. “You two- keep on watching Kai and Tomura. Find that island.” They bowed, slowly backing away. “Oh and I hope you do know the consequences you’ll two suffer if I find out that you’ve lied.” The spies only bowed, watching the couple in front of them smile evilly at them.

-

You continued to cry as you tried to break the shackle around your foot. After they’d captured you, Nomu carried you all the way back to the castle, where you were locked away in a room in the high tower. The villagers and the knights continued to sing victory songs as they accompanied you to the castle, congratulating themselves for “saving their princess this time”, ignoring your cries to let you go. If anything, your tears only made them coo at you, patronizing you as they whispered sweet nothings to you.

On the second day of your imprisonment, your grandfather finally arrived with a plate of food in his hands. He sat on your bed, which made you pull your knees away and shuffle away into one corner of the bed (or as much as the chain allowed you to move).

“Whats this that I’m hearing about you not eating?” He hummed before bringing a spoonful of soup to your lips. “Come on, I’ve brought your favorite.” You glared at him, keeping your lips pursed.

AFO tutted. “Now, now. Don’t look at me like that, princess. You have to eat. Its been more than a day since your last meal, since that traitorous servant tried to kidnap you-“

“He didn’t kidnap me!” You snapped. “I wanted to leave at my own!”

“And go where?”

“Home.”

He chuckled. “This is home, darling. Not that place where that vile man murdered your mother. And he will kill you too, had you returned.”

“Dad wouldn’t have hurt me-“

AFO scoffed. “That’s what your mother used to say. She was too blind to see the disgusting, vile man Dabi is, just like you’re too blind to see he won’t cherish you.”

“No. The only thing I was blind about was believing that you’d let me go home. That you actually care about me. That you love me.”

“I do-“

“No, you don’t! I found out about my letters that you burned! Because of you, nobody know I’m even alive, much less my whereabouts!” You cried out, swatting his hand away when he tried to comfort you. You glared at him. “I don’t want to use my quirk against you-”

“What quirk? I know you don’t have one, princess.” He’d caught your bluff, which only confused you more because you didn’t understand why he wanted to keep you here then if he didn’t want to use your powers.

“Look, you can still let me go. I-If you don’t, dad will come a-and he wlll hurt you and your people!”

AFO sighed. “I know, darling. I’m prepared.”

“No, you’re not!” You said, wiping away your tears. “Dad and his army wont come alone! He’ll have his allies! My friends will come too! Bakugo’s barbarians will tear your people apart. Momo will send the most vicious soldiers who are practically killing machines. Emperor Kai has the largest army, my father the second largest and he will- he will burn this island to ashes!”

“Everything you’ve said is true. But like I said, I am prepared.” AFO nodded. “They may the biggest armies and the most violent soldiers, but you know what I have?”

You stared at him, as he grinned manically.

“I have an army of people who aren’t afraid of death, but they only have one fear- losing you.” You stared at him in shock. “I have Nomus- I’m sure you already know how powerful they are.” There’s more of that monstrous creature? “And you know what else I have? A whole bunch of the most powerful quirks that are just itching to be used.” Multiple quirks? He has multiple quirks?

AFO chuckled at your gaping mouth, ruffling your hair. “So you know what, darling? Don’t worry about your father. Grandpa will take care of everything.” He stood up, pointing at the soup bowl, telling you to eat.

He was almost out the door when he heard you cry softly. “Why do you even want me here?”

AFO left without answering you.

Because I’ve already lost her, and I cant lose you too.

So how was this?