Why Am I Writing For Mha All Of The Sudden..

why am I writing for mha all of the sudden..

confession: you seem like a sad girl, especially Lana's sad girl song. just the vibes yknow

anon, I love you. this is the best thing I've ever gotten from someone.

god blessed me today. 🤞🏻

price would be strangely possessive over his assistant.

referring to her as things that really aren’t work appropriate at all. “swee’eart,” “dolly,” “sugar.” once, a “baby” slipped through his teeth, but he was switching the subject before she could really catch on.

it’s hard to pinpoint exactly when it was he started tacking “my” in front of his pet names. “my angel,” “my love.”

even when she wasn’t in the room — it was impossible to know he was talking about a colleague with the way he spoke about her. “my woman’s always on my case abou’ shit like that — cholesterol levels, sugar intake. fuckin’ bullshit, but i do it to make ‘er happy.” or “can’t stay long, lads — got my lady waitin’ on me.”

in the summer months, her skirts get a bit shorter and her tops a bit tighter. he doesn’t blame her, the AC is shit and the heat can be suffocating. what does bother him, though, is the way his men ogle her as they stroll past her desk. how they’re coming up with excuses to visit her throughout the day.

it’s an easy enough fix. “why don’t ye come work in my office for the day, lovey?” he’s already collecting her paperwork. “keep an old man company, would ye? i’ve got a nice little fan too, keep ye nice an’ cool.”

though the job came with benefits, perhaps more than an assistant should be getting, price didn’t think it was enough. when her phone started to slow and the screen cracked, he left a new one on her desk. didn’t bother mentioning it came out of his paycheque. if she complains about her outfit — all my good clothes are in the wash — he’ll take her shopping, doesn’t let her worry about the totals. and, hey, if they end up at a lingerie shop, no one has to know, right? he’s just being a good boss. it’s only crossing a few boundaries when he gets her to model it for him in the fitting rooms. when she disappears behind the curtain, john adjusts himself in his slacks — it’s a natural reaction. on that note, it would make too much of a fuss if he were to correct the worker when she asks if his wife needs any help.

when day turns to night and she’s refusing price’s suggestion of hitting another shop, he pulls into a nearby restaurant, insists on treating her to a glass of wine to end the night. finding out she’s a lightweight is a pleasant discovery — two glasses in and her skin is warm to the touch, she’s giggling and hanging onto his every word. he likes her like this, he decides — but it’s not safe to leave her alone. no, she should stay with him tonight. another few sips and she’s agreeing, changing into one of her new lingerie sets and falling into john’s bed, dozing off with his hand splayed over her tummy, beard tickling the back of her neck.

it’s been too long since he’s had a woman in his life. his wires have gotten a bit crossed. you can’t blame him, can you?

All mine 🎀

♰ ARCH!VED II ￤ DANCING IN THE DARK, HAWKS¡!

ABOUT. in which, keigo dances with a phantom in the dead of night. ghost¡reader. set in the 1990s. romance with a pinch of slight angst. wc of 680+

NOTES. written in the reminders of @killyzury, in her love for keigo, and also of the elegant phantom romance.

the solemn tunes of an old piano rang through the corners of the high ceiling hall from a vinyl record.

moonlight seeped through the window and casted a glow into the marble floors of the large hall, the floor occasionally shining under the influence of the moon.

the soles of keigo’s shoes tapped against the ground, emitting a rather clacking sound that could be heard also echoing throughout the hall. he moves around, dancing with grace, swaying his body along the broken tunes of the music.

it was as if someone was seated on the old piano chair, moving their fingers against the broken keys of the old and dusty piano. an instrument who was left in the dark to rot and find solace in darkness’ companionship.

she's here. keigo knows you're here. he could always feel your faint presence lingering around, eyes gazing as he glided across the hall. thus he patiently awaits for you to approach him. when you do, he's all over you.

keigo could always see the ghostly servants of darkness. he could always feel them around him, talk to them even. it was a blessing of a curse that he had to bear with ever since he was a child.

once so familiar with them, now even seeking the comfort and familiarity with a ghost girl who lives along the walls of this old and abandoned castle.

your touch felt so real to keigo, the man could hold you forever even though your skin is colder than it should be.

he sometimes forgets you are not in his world, but in another. a world so lonely and deafening that it has you crawling back to this world just to seek for your own solace, your own sanctuary which you can delve into.

woe to keigo takami who thought that maybe, just a slight chance in his fate, that he could find you in the lonely world you once used in and pull you out of it. though, his life has to come to a halt. and you wouldn't want that to happen. it is all so selfish.

warm fingers laced themselves with cold ones, a stark contrast between the living and the dead. his hands are resting on your hips as he pulls you close to gently sway you back and forth, side to side.

“greetings, m’lady,” softly greeted keigo who flashed you a smile so charming you wished you were as alive as he is in this charming so your fingers could trace along the curve of his smile.

“good evening,” you replied, your voice almost like a soft melody in the background. only keigo could beat you. he has always been the only soul who hears your melancholic cries. “may i ask what this song is?” you asked, slightly tilting your head to the side in mere curiousity.

it will be a series of deceit if the man did not find your little head tilt endearing. he'd be living in a world of lies by then. keigo responded immediately, as if he did not want to keep your words hanging in the air for too long.

“truth to be told. i have no idea. i take whatever is on the shelf and play it. this happened to be one of the records i found in this castle.”

“so you simply took it and claimed it as yours?”

“not claim, borrowed,” he corrected you as you furrowed your eyebrows. “all right, you borrowed it. make sure to put it back. i want to reserve this place as much as i could.”

the young takami smiled. “will do, m'lady.”

as the moon watches every sway, every spin, and every flow of your ruffled long skirt, the essence of time had been lost long ago. in this very moment where keigo dances with you in the dark, moonlight glow, he prays to the heavens that this would never end.

the more he holds you in his arms, the more you draw him closer to your world. until then, you will never stop dancing with keigo takami in the dark.

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about. reader fled away from scene. is it dabi or touya? hehe.

detail. pet names

being in the league of villains changed you, maybe for the better or the worst. you weren't so strong, your quirk was weak but Touya was there to help you. to teach you everything he had learnt and also to teach you how to shield yourself.

You went through all sorts of trouble with the others, especially Touya. you two were inseparable, not a day goes by without you clinging onto Touya for the whole day. Don't worry, he doesn't mind. not even one bit.

“you're getting good at this,” he said as he held on to your hips firmly. A hint of a smile plays on your lips as heat rises to your cheeks tinting it pink. you felt flustered at his words.

Touya creeped up towards you, cupping your cheek in his hands. a small shudder travelled up your spine, god he's close. There's an undeniable chemistry between you both yet you both kept it to yourself. “you're beautiful,” his pupils dilated with a small spark lighting up his dark eyes.

That's the last thing he said before you ran. you run till your legs are numb and trembling far away from the LOV. your mind whirled with endless thoughts from what happened. the LOV were attacked. you could've saved Touya, “go!” Touya shouted. you watched from behind, feeling worthless and weak. “goddamn it, run!” he yelled.

So you fled, what could you do? stay behind and watch Touya burning himself up again to protect everyone, to protect you. your thoughts stopped as your eyes went back to reality. you fell onto the ground, scraping your knees and hands.

you panted heavily, your chest heaving. Tears fall down on your cheeks leaving a trail behind. you never felt more disappointed in yourself. your eyes darted around the area, it was sort of empty and quiet. you were far away from the LOV.

you picked yourself up and dusted yourself off. blood drips from your knee leaving spotty trails behind as you continue to walk, trying to find a way back. you stopped at an alley, it was dumb but you decided to stay there till it was morning. your heart aches, it hurts. It hurts badly, your hands clenched together into a fist stopping the blood from dripping.

you're alone in nowhere. An urge to feel someone for comfort. you're sitting on the ground with your knees tucked and your fists covering your eyes as you sob.

you fell into a dream. Silence filled up the dream. As time went by, the sun rose from the horizon casting beauty to the sky. your eyes flutter open as you hear footsteps approaching. you immediately looked to the pathway beside you, watching the shadow get smaller.

Emptiness swallowed you whole yesterday. your mind was a total void, devoid of any thoughts or ideas. a tall figure towers over you, “oh god” a familiar voice..

the figure slowly gets onto your level, softly reaching out for your hands. “angel..” he looked at the palm of your hands, a mess.

you glanced up to meet his gaze before your eyes shot open to realise it was Touya this whole time. “touya!” you gasped at the sight of him. in a swift moment, you wrapped your arms around him.

his arms perfectly wrapped around your waist as he took you in. He nuzzled at the crook of your neck before pulling away “I'm so sorry, love..”

“you're okay!” you panted. “Of course I am” a soft grin appears on Touyas face. He made sure he held you close, his hands cradled your cheeks. “ah pretty girl” he took one of your injured hands and gently kissed it. “you're as beautiful as ever.”

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