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💜AUTHOR PRE-NOTES💜 Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Kishimoto-Sama does. Chapter 1 Kakashi wasn’t sure when his little kunoichi had matured. He was starting to realize she was all legs now, and those amazing legs curved into a nice shapely derriere. Haruno Sakura was now 21 years of age, a jonin, Head Med-Nin of Konoha Hospital and the newly instated Slug Sannin of the Second Generation of Konoha’s Legendary Sannin. She had finished her apprenticeship under Senju Tsunade the Fifth Hokage and surpassed her Shishou. She was also one of the most beautiful Kunoichi that had ever come out of Konoha. But it wasn’t her beauty had truly had Kakashi enthralled, nor was it the physical strength Tsunade-Sama had taught her to cultivate even though it was amazing to watch her crack the ground wide open with her dainty fists. What it was that Kakashi was most interested in was her inner strength, gone was the little girl that always simpered “Sasuke-Kun” and cried when things got hard, and in her place stood a brave and hardened woman whose eyes shone with her blazing Will of Fire and would never let a comrade down. She wasn’t ever going to be that Damsel-in-Distress that she had been when was twelve she was right in there in the thick of it with her teammates - having gotten even stronger since the war. She was independent and truly a Splendid Kunoichi and Kakashi knew exactly where he would be for the rest of his life… One step her behind her, watching her back. Because it was about time someone did. *Animeforwomen does not own this fanfic*

We asked Lucy who is a beginner cosplayer from New Jersey… 💜What inspired her to start cosplaying? & 💜What cosplays is she eager to do next? Her answers are below but first check out her Shoto Todoroki cosplay! For more cosplay follow her on Instagram and Twitter. @attack.on.lucy answers: “To be completely honest, the anime My Dress-Up Darling inspired me to start cosplaying. I’m a shy person so that anime helped me get out of my comfort zone. I’m actually glad that I’ve finally started cosplaying and can’t wait to do more of my favorite characters in the future!” “I have so many cosplays that I’m excited to do but the one that I’m REALLY looking forward to do is Ken Kaneki from Tokyo Ghoul. But that won’t be until November. I’m also excited about my next cosplay which will be based off of the anime Tokyo Revengers. I still didn’t pick a character yet, but either way I’m looking forward to a lot of different cosplays!” *Animeforwomen does not own these pictures*

This Dragon Ball Z fan art by @owl_feathers gives us all the feels. Don’t know this couple? They are Vegeta and Bulma! Click here for our favorite scene where tough guy Vegeta exclaims that Bulma is his 💜 For more fan art check out @owl_feathers page on Instagram! *Animeforwomen does not own this art*

Cosplay and gaming?? We say yes and yes. Check out this video below👇 where @vix3nnvr is killing it in the VR game Beat Saber. Do you know who she is cosplaying as 👀 we gave you a hint in the title 😅🤣 You can follow her for more on her instagram and on her twitch channel! Today is also her birthday please give her a shoutout on her platforms 🥳💜 ** Animeforwomen does not own this video or song**

💜AUTHOR PRE-NOTES💜 ***MATURE CONTENT/TWs*** “Cover drawn by @ruedrops on Twitter! ^^~” “THIS IS A MATURE/NSFW SERIES RECOMMENDED FOR READERS 18+. This book will contain mature topics and language.” **I do not own Haikyuu!! Or its characters** **Contains manga spoilers, as this takes place in the time-skip CHARACTERS: ISHIDA SAYA: . AGE: 20 . HEIGHT: 5' 2" . GENDER: Female . APPEARANCE: Above shoulder deep red hair, blue eyes . PROFESSION: Barista/Baker at Sato's Sweets KITA SHINSUKE: . AGE: 24 . HEIGHT: 5' 9" . GENDER: Male . APPEARANCE: Short light grey hair with black tips, brown eyes, average/toned build . PROFESSION: Runs and manages his rice farm SATO KEI: . AGE: 70 . HEIGHT: 5' 7" . GENDER: Male . APPEARANCE: bald, brown eyes, overweight . PROFESSION: Owns and manages Sato's Sweets SHIMADA MEGUMI: . AGE: 22 . HEIGHT: 5' 6" . GENDER:Female . APPEARANCE: long black hair usually in a ponytail or bun, grey eyes, has an athletic build from helping on the farm, tongue piercing . PROFESSION: Helps Kita run the farm, takes care of the animals (they have a few), and helps schedule deliveries and with the finances SHIMADA KENJI: . AGE: 22 . HEIGHT: 6' 2" . GENDER: Male . APPEARANCE: shoulder length wavy black hair, grey eyes, athletic build from working out/farm work, lip piercing, multiple ear piercings . PROFESSION: Works on the farm harvesting and making deliveries, cannot be trusted with the animals or finances. ***This story begins in the year 2017*** [1] [November 14 2018, 6:45 a.m.] Ishida Saya sat anxiously on the stool behind the counter, watching the clock above the cafe's door as it ticked closer to 7:00am. Today is the first day of "Sato's Sweets" re-opening, which has been closed for the past two months. She glanced over at her boss, Sato Kei, who was calmly fiddling with the radio, trying to find the perfect song to play. He hummed along to a song he found and picked his cup of coffee back up as he stood at the shops window, watching the light snowfall. "How is he not nervous?" Saya muttered to herself as she looked back at the clock. Only ten more minutes until they open. She stood up from the stool and started to double check that everything was ready. The coffee and teas were brewed, the assortment of creamers and toppings lined up and ready to go. Stepping out from behind the counter, she took a look at the baked goods displays and smiled proudly at the variety of pastries and desserts she had made. When Sato hired her to work in this cafe three months ago, she was terrified. Saya could barely make instant coffee let alone create speciality ones. Boxed cake and cookie mixes always ended in failure. But, she desperately needed this job; and Sato desperately needed the help. It had been almost a year since his wife of fifty years, Sato Mitsu, passed away. They built "Sato's Sweets" thirty years ago and ran and managed it together. The cafe was like their child, as they did not have any of their own. While he handled the finances and shop upkeep, Mitsu was the baker. When she passed, it was like Sato-san and the shop did as well; the life had dissipated out of both of them without her. The once well-known, bustling cafe which served a wide variety of fresh treats to locals and visiting fishermen, had come to a stand still. With his wife gone, baked goods were no longer produced in the cafe. The once packed shelves were barren as Sato sat behind them, the only items being served were coffee and green tea. He couldn't bear to close the shop, as he felt doing so would take away what he had left of his wife. When Saya came into the shop three months ago, she heard an elderly man yelling to himself in the kitchen and smelt a horrid burning smell. When he heard the shop door bell ding, he came out to greet her, his face and apron dusted with flour and other various ingredients. He apologized for his disheveled appearance as she sat at the counter and her poured her a cup of coffee. He explained that he was trying to bake a recipe of his wife's, a simple sugar cookie, and somehow they caught fire in the oven. Saya felt bad for the poor man as she tried to hold back a giggle as he attempted to reason what he could have possibly done wrong. She asked him where his wife was, and it was then he sat in front of her and explained to Saya her passing, and how running the shop without her was tough. He tried occasionally to recreate some of her recipes, and they always ended in disaster. Saya was saddened as she listened to his story, he was clearly struggling to keep the shop open, and she admired his dedication to his wife in wanting to keep running it. But it was clear the cafe was not going to be able to stay open much longer. It was 9am on a Saturday when she had entered t, and after him telling her his story, and trying to clean up the kitchen, it was 10:30am. Not a single person had come in since Saya had been there. She asked Sato if the cafe was always this quiet and he looked down at his hands as he silently nodded. Saya listened to him and felt horrible for the situation he was in. Coming from Tokyo, She had only been in this town for a week prior to coming into Sato's Sweets. The town's dynamic was drastically different from that in Tokyo. It was a quiet and quaint town, surrounded by farms, mountains, and the ocean. Besides the locals who ran the farms and small shops and other necessities, the only other visitors were fishermen coming off of the docks. Only serving coffee and tea was destroying Sato's business, as the passerby's chose to go somewhere else instead. Saya looked at Sato who was still staring at his hands as he ran his finger across his wedding band. She felt a strong urge to help him, though her expertise in this industry was severely lacking. But, she had been here for a week and had yet to find a job that didn't involve being on a boat, which she truthfully had no interest in. It was then Saya offered to help Sato. She explained that though she honestly didn't know what to do in terms of baking, she was more than willing to learn. He was hesitant, but as they made eye contact he saw the sincerity in her eyes. Sato asked her to follow him into the kitchen and she did, looking around at the messy counters and the burnt tray of cookies. He handed her his wife's sugar cookie recipe, and said that if she was able to successfully create them, she would have the job. Saya nodded and looked over the recipe, it seemed easy enough. Sato cleaned up the mess he had previously made as she started to follow the recipe. It took her two tries, but eventually she took a tray of what looked to be edible cookies out of the oven. She placed them onto a cooling rack and called Sato back into the kitchen. As he stepped over to the counter and took a look at the cookies, a soft smile appeared on his face. He lifted one to his lips and took a bite as his eyes closed, his smile becoming wider. Needless to say, Saya got the job. Sato decided the best way to go forward with the business was to close the cafe for two months. He wanted to do some updates to the shops interior and exterior, and she needed to practice Mitsu's recipes. "Saya-chan, two minutes until we open!" Sato excitedly announced as he turned around, seeing saya standing in front of the display looking at the desserts. He stepped beside her, eyeing the assortment of treats as well with pride. She turned to look at him, seeing a glimmer of sadness in his eyes. "You know, even though I never met Mitsu, I know she would be so proud of you and what you have done with the cafe," she said, gently placing a hand on his shoulder. Sato turned and looked at her with a soft smile, "She would be proud of you too. Look at all ya learned in two months! I worked decide her for thirty years and can't even make cookies," he laughed, reaching a hand up and placing it over hers. "I don't know how I could have done this without ya." Saya smiled and went to say something back as the clock made a chime sound, signaling it was seven a.m.. Sato and her both jumped and rushed over to the door. Saya nervously looked at it as she hesitantly reached for the lock. Even though she was excited for Sato and the well deserved business, her anxiety was still present as well. What if her desserts weren't good enough? What if no one showed up? What if she did something wrong and upset Sato? Sato noticed her hesitation and gently took her hand, giving it a light squeeze. She shook out of her daze and looked at him, his reassuring smile helping to ease my doubt. She reached her hand forward and unlocked the door and switched the "Closed" sign to "Open." "Let's do this!" She exclaimed as Sato laughed, equally as excited. ______________________ [7:40am] Forty minutes and not a single customer. Saya sat on the stool behind the counter, sipping her green tea and anxiously bouncing her left leg as Sato sat at one of the tables, doing the daily Sudoku puzzle as he hummed to the music. She looked ahead of him at the shop's windows, watching the snow gracefully fall. It was mid November, a lot of the farms around here did not have winter crops so the farmers relocated somewhere else for the winter. The fishing boats that were in service were usually out at sea at this time of day, so she didn't necessarily expect them. Letting out a sigh, she leaned back in her seat, feeling defeated. In a way, she knew to expect this. She have lived in this town for almost three months, and everything was always quiet and stoic. She rose from the stool, stepping out from behind the counter and taking a seat across from Sato. He looked up from his puzzle, taking note of her discouraged face. "Don't ya worry dear, we'll be busy in no time," he said to me with a smile as she looked at him. "How can you be so sure Sato-san? With the weather today and the streets being so empty, I'm not too sure..." She asked as she looked down into her cup of tea. His smile turned to a grin as he folded his arms across his chest, letting out a light chuckle. "Well, I know for a fact we can count on three customers at the very least." Saya raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "That is very specific. How can you be so sure of that?" "Well, I gave my old friend a call a week ago and told her the cafe was openin' back up again. She was a dear friend of Mitsu's and was excited to hear we would be servin' desserts again. Said she would be sendin' her grandson and his two friends over to pick up some treats. So we should be seeing 'em soon," he assured her as he went back to completing his puzzle. Saya took a sip of my tea and turned and looked back out the window. "Grandson?" She thought to herself, wondering if these people could be around her age. She wasn't sure if that made her excited or nervous. Both? She had been here almost three months and her only friend was Sato-san and his cat. She hadn't even met anyone below the age of forty yet. She kept thinking to herself as She looked out the window, noticing a blue pick up truck pulling up to a screeching halt in front of the shop, the bass blaring from the car, playing a tune she thought she recognized, but shook her head. Saya quickly got up and ushered back to the counter as Sato clasped his hands together excitedly. She anxiously watched as the trio approached the cafe; she couldn't see their appearance due to the frosted glass on the door as well as the snowfall. What would people her age from around here be like? Surely not like anyone she knew in Tokyo. Saya grew more nervous as she started to worry she may not get along with them, or that they may not like her. She wasn't actively looking to make friends here, she was satisfied just having Sato-san's company. Saya watched as the shops door opened, and nothing could have prepared her for the people she was about to meet. This story continues on the author‘s wattpad which you can read HERE *Animeforwomen does not own this story*

We asked cosplayer @g.sus__ what inspired her to start cosplaying, and what her fave cosplay is. She answers down below 👇👇👇 but first check out her Envy cosplay! 💜 Envy cosplay from Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood by @g.sus__ We asked @g.sus__ 💜When did you start getting into cosplay? And why? 💜What is your favorite cosplay? @g.sus__ says: “I got “officially” into cosplay (taking pics and posting on the internet) September 2021😸 id been curious about it since i started watching anime in 2018 so I tried it for the first time with a friend (I was Gojo and he was Nanami from Jujutsu kaisen) at Anime Matsuri (july 2021). I had a BALL so I ordered more cosplays and just went for it in September. 😅” “My fav cosplays have been cosplays where I recreated fanart. my Favs are ‘yukata mahito’ and ‘fem toji’.“ -Here are the fave cosplays @g.sus__ mentioned!- Yukata Mahito from Jujutsu Kaisen. Fan art by @chemwengweng Femme Toji from Jujutsu Kaisen. Fan art by @riaxart Follow her Instagram @g.sus__ for more cosplays! *We do not own these photos*

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💜AUTHOR PRE-NOTES💜 ⚠️ Blood, Gore, Angst, Smut, Fluff, Cursing, Abuse “No photos posted are mine unless stated. And Im not putting a lot of pics anyway. Anyway, I hope you enjoy 😊 Also I don't own any of the characters or the original story line.” _________________________________________________ “Ok so a little info on our girl here (you hehe) Sorry but your looks are already made cause of plot reasons You are 5'2 (honestly as long as you are shorter than shouto and Katsuki it really doesn't matter)You have long red (right) and white (left) hairLeft grey eye and right blue eye. You are Shouto's mirror twin. You look identical but just opposite sides. So his fire is left and yours is right and so forth. I hope you get it, wow I'm super bad at this. I promise the story will be better (I hope). Anyway thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy it. Comments are always appreciated let me know what you like or what I can improve on. I'm trying to get the hang of writing.” -Misaki_firefox Chapter 1 Walking down the street mid-day was definitely out of the norm but it was better than being stuck in that dreadful house. The weather was decent as well so the walk was pleasant. My mind far away as I pass unimportant people. Feeling their stares, a long lost feeling. I hated how they knew me. I hated how my unique appearance instantly identified me. "What" I growled at a guy who didn't bother hiding his gawking. "You're Endeavors daughter, right?!" He practically yelled causing more people to turn and stare. I narrowed my mismatched eyes at him. Can't I breathe for five seconds without being reminded of that jerk. I just smiled, excused myself and started walking the opposite direction of the fans of the number two hero. My long two toned hair flowing back as I quickly walked down an ally. I used the tie on my wrist to pull my hair in a messy bun and pull my hood on the dark hoodie I'm wearing up. Might as well go back to hiding, getting noticed is just too overwhelming after today. (Flash back to a few hours ago) "I won't recommend you, you don't belong in a hero school." My father says plainly barely sparing me a glance. "I don't want your recommendation, just your permission to go, Enji." I calmly say as if we were just discussing the weather. While inside I'm breaking. I look over at Shouto who is staring a hole in the wall behind where our father is sitting. I can see that he is having trouble holding his tongue but I appreciate him respecting me asking him to let me fight this on my own. Honestly him defending me would be the final nail in the coffin of my hopes of becoming a hero. Shouto is my older twin by a whopping 17 minutes. Father was nearly busting with joy, hoping this son would be the one to fulfill his morbid dreams. Then I came, not that he would have noticed. As soon as he found out that Shouto's other half was a female he was determined to pretend I didn't exist. He would be damned before a woman surpassed his "manly" level. "Learn some respect, girl" he spits out at me pissed I'm using his name instead of "father" which I refuse to call him to his face. Spiteful and immature? Maybe but it's the little things in life like watching him ignite that count. "But Ill make a deal with you." I freeze, "Excuse me?" He can't be serious and if he is it definitely is not an act of kindness. It's almost like he's rethinking it over and over before he actually responds, "I will allow you to attend UA if you can manage to pass the entrance exams." He states "WITH top scores" he adds quickly. Shouto's head whips towards me, a slight smile on his lips. This is it! I couldn't believe it I get a chance. I mean he wouldn't lie right? Promise? I get the top scores and you will let me attend?" I ask cautiously, fear of him taking it back shaking through me. "THAT'S WHAT I SAID!" He spat at me "Don't get your hopes up, girl. There are plenty of young men that are far superior and more qualified to attend UA than a little girl with no business being there." His cruel words don't even phrase me, I'm on cloud nine with this new turn of events. I practically skipped out of the room dragging my smiling brother with me. "Can you believe it, Sho?!" I say once we get to his room. I flop on his bed while he stands smiling down at me. "We are gonna be the greatest team of heroes the world has ever seen!" "That we are, (y/n)" his normally monotone voice cheerful. "I'm shocked that he caved so easily, now it's time for you to hit the books, sis" I roll my eyes, I'm smart, not his level smart but I know he's right. I'll have to study nonstop in order to pass the written test. I'm definitely not blessed with the attention span to sit through a test. So in order to get one of the top scores I really need to hit the books. I know I'm gonna— "What's that smell?" Shouto interrupts my thoughts the same time a smell hits my nose. Burning? SMOKE?! We both snap our gazes to each other and run. We get to the source....my room. Or more precise my school books. On fire. The cause, my proud looking father. Huge smile plastered on his face. Frozen, I stare at all my stuff, my chance literally going up in smoke. "I said you can try I never said it would be a walk in the park." He says like a child who just won his favorite game. "Shouto, put out that fire." He turns and smirks at me as my brother uses his ice to freeze my desk extinguishing the fire, "also, don't even think about using your brother to help you. I'll ban you from seeing him if I have too. You will do this completely on your own" I stopped listening at some point. My head was spinning I couldn't see straight, I felt like I was under water. I- I can't breathe. Where do I go? Where am I? I'm running down the hall. Away from his howling laughter. I faintly hear Shouto yelling for me. I can't answer. Stumbling through the halls I make it to the kitchen. I fling myself to the sink, turning on the faucet, I submerge my face in the stream. I'm too hot. Trying desperately to come back to earth. I hear the heavy steps of the devil himself walk into the kitchen. I turn off the tap, grabbing a towel and drying my face and strands of wet hair. Finally beginning to focus better. I don't turn around but his presence is overwhelming. My blood is boiling. How dare him! Why? Why does he hate me so much? What did I do wrong? "Did you think it would be easy?" He taunts "that I would let you just walk out of here and make a fool out of me?" I turn towards him. "What I think? What I think is that you are already a fool! You are such a huge literal hunk of shit that can't cut it in life so you had kids that you can take it out on!" I'm seeing red. Rambling insults. *SMACK* I fall l to the floor after his monster of a hand slaps me across the face. "(Y/N)!!!" Shouto tries to run to me but Enji holds him back. I reach up and touch my burning cheek. My shock lasts only a second. It's not out of the norm for him to get physical. "I hate you, you will end up losing a battle and I will be there to laugh as you fall." With that I run out the house. Shoulder tapping Fuyumi on the way out. "(Y/n) what's wrong?" She yells at my retreating back but I don't stop. I know what I did to deserve his hate, I was born. (End flashback) *Boom* An explosion grabs my attention. I run towards the sound. Is that sludge? What is going on? Then I see it, a boy being swallowed up in it. He is yelling curses at the sludge, trying to break free. What do I do? How do I help? I panic. There are no heroes around. I have to do something. His red eyes meet mine. I can't just stand there. I run forward, flinging my wrist, freezing half of the monster. Avoiding the trapped boy. "Are you ok?" I ask the boy. "FUCK OFF! I DONT NEED YOUR HELP!" He screams at me. While the sludge is crawling further and further up his body. "Yeah I can see that" I roll my eyes. Shit I got to expand the ice. Pointing my left arm, I shoot ice up the creature slowing his movements. "You brat! I'll devour you too!" The monster starts shaking, breaking my ice . "Shit"... This story continues on the author‘s wattpad which you can read HERE *We do not own this story*

We asked Shalina aka @hotgirlanime: What inspired you to start cosplaying? 💜 What is your favorite cosplay you have ever done? Answers 👇 with her Konata cosplay! Konata Izumi from Lucky Star Shalina Says: “I honestly did not see myself taking the road of being a cosplay. It was something that just...happened. It also didn't hurt that I have a little extra spending money thanks to having a job now lol. I would have to say Winry because she was by mistake lol. I was trying on a blonde wig for my Misa cosplay and I was like "hold on, let me put a green bandanna on and see something" and boom thus was the Winry cosplay born! FMAB is my number 1 anime and I have not seen a lot of Black cosplayers doing Winry. So, I'm so happy it was well received.” We know you want to see her Winry cosplay 😉 Check it out and more on her Instagram and Twitter. *We do not own picture. If you wish to repost picture please ask cosplayer*

💜AUTHOR PRE-NOTES💜 “So this is just a little one-shot I came up with while sitting bored at work. It takes place in an MHA AU where there's no villains or heroes, just people born with quirks. Same quirks, same abilities, but normal life. This here is full of that gay shit, so if you're not into that, X out of this story now, it's not for you. This is NOT for anyone under the age of 18. I can't police the internet, so this is your one and only warning. Also, If you know who the original artist is of the cover art, please send me a note so I can credit them. I searched for over an hour and couldn't find it. I would like to give credit if I can. *One more thing, just in case-mild spoiler I guess, if you haven't read the MHA manga. All that said, I hope you enjoy.” -S CHAPTER 1 The smell of your cologne is still on it "Yo D-we're heading out. Want anything?" Keigo called to me from the living room. "Nah I'm good. Have fun." I yelled back, not bothering to move from my spot in bed. I tried to avoid interacting with them when she's over. She's a nice girl, if a little boring. I always thought Kei would go for someone more interesting. I don't know, she's alright I guess. I hear the door latch, but wait a full minute before I venture out to the kitchen for a snack. I plod down the hall in my typical pajama bottoms and t-shirt, absently playing with the dermal piercings under my shirt as I walk. What anime should I watch today? I mentally run down the list of 'watched' vs 'need to watch' as I cross the living room. I see Kei's hoodie draped over the back of the chair as I walk by. "Damn that kid. He's always leaving his shit around." I could just leave it there and text him to pick up his shit, but no, I'll be that nice guy and throw it back in his room for him. I grab it and continue to the kitchen. I open the pantry and just stare at it. I'm looking for a snack, I swear. I'm not at all preoccupied with the fact that I can smell cologne clinging to a hoodie that I'm still holding in my hand for absolutely no reason at all. Ignore it. Ignore it. Ignore it you damn simp. FRIDGE. Check the fridge. Still holding the hoodie. "What do we got in here..." I say, continuing to try and avoid what I'm very clearly not avoiding. "....chicken wings...fuck my life." I sigh and slam the door shut. "This isn't working." I drop my head in resignation, now just staring at the stupid black cloth in my hand. I turn to walk back to my room, giving in and holding the sweatshirt up to my face, breathing in deep, taking in as much of it as I can. His cologne mixed with his scent. Why does that damn chicken have to smell so good? It's so much worse when he comes back from the gym. I can't take it. The way he comes out of the bathroom after a shower, towel draped loose around his waist, shimmering from the moisture still clinging to his body, hair slicked back...It's like watching a god descend from heaven. I usually try to avoid seeing it, because the way it tortures my heart and my dick is almost unbearable. I've loved that stupid bird since freshman year when I first saw him laughing with some other kids at orientation. The wings caught my eye. I mean, how could they not? Bright red but with almost rippling hues of darker crimson the deeper in you look. I've always been envious of beautiful people, having been made a freak of nature at an early age. I gained a little confidence when I added the dermal piercings as I got older, gave me a certain edgy...clout I guess. People didn't seem as wary to talk to me as they did before. Like adding the metal made the scars more of an artistic statement than a horrible back story. I guess it helps that I'm an art major in that respect. People expect artists to be weird; I fit right in. He was so perfect standing there; I couldn't take my eyes off him. I stared too long and he turned my way, looking directly at me. His eyes were golden, glinting like actual pools of honey in the sunlight. He cocked his head a little to the side and I realized I was still staring at him. I didn't know what to do, so I just turned around and walked back the way I had come. I didn't think I'd ever seen him again-it's a huge university after all-but we ended up in four classes together. Cue my ecstatic, breaking heart. At first, I avoided him, but we got paired up in for a project (how is there not ONE other person with a last name beginning with 'T' between Takami and Todoroki??) and I was forced to learn how to push away what I felt in order to get everything done. I thought then that if we could be friends, it'd be enough for me. We became and stayed friends and eventually got an apartment together our senior year. I still feel that way though-he never has to know how I feel. It would crush me to lose him now. I don't have many friends outside of him. Most people are either hesitant because of my appearance or just drift away because I'm terrible at maintaining relationships. He has never once hesitated because of how I look and even when I felt myself drifting from him, he was the one that never left me alone. I lay down on my bed shoving the sweatshirt to my face, drawing in long breaths, like I'm trying to pull him in through my nose. I slide my hand down the front of my pants and grab my rock-hard cock, already dribbling pre-cum at just the scent of him. "Jesus Kei, what you do to me." I gasp out loud as I start to think about him fresh out of the shower. That's my favorite image of him. Little rivulets of water snaking down his impressive chest, sitting in the little creases of his ab muscles. Those v-lines shimmering away as they disappear into the towel that sits just above his package. That towel so low, I can see his pubic hair-the same golden color as his...regular hair. I squeeze and stroke my dick as I think about how close to his dick that towel is. My hands run over the piercings I have lining my cock, sending an extra little shiver up my spine. I've peeked at his package a few times, but only through his clothes when he's seen a hot girl or something. I know he's hiding a python. The thought of his hard dick sends an extra pulse through my own. I imagine running my tongue down his chest, to his abs, to those v-lines, catching all the little drops of water. His cock making the towel around his waist fall as it gets harder and harder from the feel of my tongue ring rubbing on various spots of his body. I tease his cock with my breath for just a moment, up one side and back down the other, before looking up at his face, golden eyes pleading me to take him my mouth. I give him what he wants causing his head to fall back and a moan to escape from his lips. He puts his hand on the back of my head as I bob up and down on him, never pushing me, but playing with my hair the whole time. I tease the head with my tongue ring, giving little flicks and making little circles around the underside and I feel his body tense up and a choked moan come out. I reach around his hips, pulling him into me even further and his fingers tighten in my hair. I shove him as far back in my throat as I can, making myself gag and my eyes water. I don't stop though. I make a noise like a low growl, knowing that the vibrations mixed with my piercing will drive him nuts. "Oh shit Dabi-" he cries out in that breathless manner he gets when he's worked out too hard. His whole body twitches hard as he comes down my throat in powerful, hot bursts. I swallow every drop, as he jerks with the last of the them. This isn't enough. I need more-just this once. I lay the hoodie next to my face as I turn on my side. I lick two fingers on my other hand and slide them down the back of my pants. "Oh fuck, Kei." I moan as my fingers enter my ass. I pump my dick harder with the other hand as I picture him spinning me around and bending me over the bathroom counter. He teases me with his cock as he reaches a hand up to my mouth, forcing two fingers between my lips. He slides back and forth on top of my ass while he reaches around and strokes me in time with his rhythm. I suck on his fingers hungrily until he pulls them away. He leans back from my hips just enough to get his fingers into me, thrusting and stretching while still stroking my front. "Oh sweet fuck Kei, RIGHT THERE!" I cry out as he hits the right spot over and over. "FUCK," I yell but just before I break, he pulls out his fingers and shoves his huge cock in me. "Right there you said?" He says to me as my whole body stiffens and I almost burst as soon as he enters me. "OH MY GOD FUCK ME KEI!" I yell out as he pounds into me. I try to find a grip on anything on the counter, knocking everything over. He pounds even harder and I don't care about anything else. He's damn near jackhammering and I don't know how much longer I can hold it when he stops and pulls out all of a sudden. Confused, I look back to see him reaching behind himself as he says, "I want to feel that Jacob's ladder in me as you cum." SAY LESS. I stand up and spin him around, shoving him up against the wall, bending down to taste him first. He moans again as I lick and rim him. He reaches back and grabs a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back. "Enough-fuck me already." He growls out. I stand up, pull his hips a little away from the wall to get the right angle, and plunge my cock deep into him. We both let out moans and I feel him tighten around me. "D-don't do that...I don't w-want this to e-end yet." I stammer out, trying to think of anything but blowing my load right then and there. He reaches one hand back, grabbing my ass, pulling me even further into him, until I'm up to the hilt. After a second he breathes out, "Please fuck me Dabi, please." I can't take it anymore. I pull back and thrust into him with all my strength. Jesus FUCK HE'S SO TIGHT. He cries out as I pound away. I snake one hand up his back, between his wings and the other around his front to his cock, still hard as granite. I start stoking him as I continue pistoning in and out of him. "OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT OH MY GOD YOUR FUCKING DICK IS AMAZING!" He screams. Oh shit, I'm gonna blow any second. "Fuck Kei you're gonna make me cum." I bite out through gritted teeth, trying to hold on as long as I can. I reach my hand over and stroke the edge of his wing, "OOOOOH FFFFFUUUUCK" he moans out. "I'm coming oh GOD cum with me, CUM WITH ME TOUYA!" And at the sound of him screaming my name, we explode. "Oh fuck fuck fuck Kei...FUCK YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM." I say with my face buried in his hoodie, scent wrapping every nerve in my body in a cocoon of him. My fingers pounding my ass in time with my hand jacking my dick. I imagine him crying out my name and my whole-body spasms under the weight of my orgasm. When my body finally stops jerking and my muscles relax, I lay there, in my mess, face buried in his hoodie. "Dammit Kei, I love you so much. That girl better know how special you are or I swear I'll kill her. Fuck I'll kill her if she hurts you at all. She has no idea how lucky she is that she gets to love you." I whisper into the warm material, knowing it's as close as I'll ever get to telling him how I feel. I lay there for just a little longer, breathing in his scent a little longer, committing it to memory even more. Eventually I get up and clean myself up. Grab a new pair of pjs, gotta remember to do laundry today, and go back down the hall with the sweatshirt, having decided to leave it where it was to begin with. I couldn't face opening his bedroom door with what I just imagined. I place it back down on the chair and head into the kitchen again. I hear the front door open while I'm making a sandwich. Surprised, I pop my head around the corner and see Kei walking in by himself. "What are you doing back?" I ask as I go back to building the meal. That was close. He didn't say anything. I peaked around the corner again, he was just standing there, back to me, hands clenching and unclenching. "Dude?" I say. "Oh uh...yeah things just uh...ended early." He answered, still not turning around. I grabbed my sandwich and walked out, "You ok?" I ask as I walk by. He turns and I notice that his cheeks are flushed. It IS cold out, but he's being weird. "Oh! Yeah. I'm fine. Sorry. Ran all the way back. I was uh....in need of some fresh air." He said. "Ok." I replied, still wary. I kept walking towards my room. "Julie and I broke up." He said after a few moments. "Aw man, I'm so sorry! What happened? Did she cheat on you? 'Cuz I know some people that can make a bitch disappear. Just sayin'." I say, only half joking. He smiled-God, that smile- and laughed a little. "No, no nothing like that. I broke up with her." "Oh. Why?" I was genuinely confused. "It just didn't feel right anymore." He answered. "Well, better to end it when you know things aren't right then try to force something that's not there. We'll go out Friday, find you someone cuter." I said and turned back around, trying to hide my ridiculous happiness at that. "Eh, maybe. Maybe I'll just stay in. Oh, here's my sweatshirt." He said. I tried very conspicuously to not react. "Hey want to know a secret? Something I've never told anyone." he said, starting to walk towards me. Only a few steps, but alarm bells start screaming in my head. "Ok...." I said. What was he playing at? "You "You know how my feathers are super sensitive?" "Yeah?" "Well, they're even able to pick up soundwaves if I focus them enough, like tiny little recorders playing just for me." I take in what he's saying with confusion at first, then abject horror when it hits me as he pulls a tiny red feather from the front pocket of the hoodie in his hands. My sandwich falls to the floor and my heart drops with it. I have no words; I can't even form a thought. I feel tears start to well in my eyes and they hurt so much. I'm done. My life is done. The pain I feel in my chest as I imagine all the ways he's going to leave and never have anything to do with me again shatters every rib and crushes every organ in its path. I can't breathe. OH MY GOD I CAN'T BREATHE. I reflexively put a hand to my chest, trying to will myself to take in air. "There's a reason I broke up with Julie." He finally says. What? Julie who? What does that matter? I'm still standing frozen in place as he walks up to me. I should brace for a punch. He's got a mean right hook. I. just. can't. move. This is really gonna hurt. He stands so close to me. His body close enough to mine that I can feel his heat. Oh god. Oh god, here it comes. He's going to tell me to fuck off and die and I will. I totally will. He leans forward and kisses me so softly on the lips, I think I'm hallucinating until he pulls away and I immediately miss the feeling. "You know how long I've wanted to do that? he whispers to me, leaning into my ear, pressing his body against mine now. I can feel his heart racing in his chest, as I'm sure he can feel mine. "Since the moment I saw those ocean blue eyes of yours at orientation freshman year." THE AUTHOR DECIDED TO CONTINUE THIS STORY READ MORE HERE *We do not own this story*

We asked the author: What has motivated her to start writing fanfiction? Check out her answer at the end of this fanfic!💜 CHAPTER 1- SAVED? •°—did i just get up saved?—°• Yuri P.O.V. Back then, I was locked up in a very traumatic place. A place where you could meet your death, or should I say, a place like hell. I was the only person imprisoned there and they did a lot of terrible things to me; they injected me with different chemicals and made me a human test subject. I was glad that God didn't leave me, I survived every experiment they performed on me. Surprisingly, I'm still alive. Every time they gave me time to rest, I could only lay on my bed wishing that my suffering would soon end. I always kept this bracelet in my pocket, but because of the merciless experiments they performed on my body, I eventually forgot why I always carried the bracelet. Ever since they took me away, I forget memories I had of my past. Unfortunately, the only memories that I could remember were the bad memories, like how my own parents hurt and destroyed my life. Actually, my parents almost killed me, but I'm glad I've managed to survive. My school life wasn’t any better, the students at my school liked to bully people like me. But despite being the unluckiest person in this world, I was fortunate enough to find a good friend that I could always count on. The memories of my best friend were hazy because of the near deadly amounts of chemicals regularly pumped into my body. I yearn to remember the good memories so that I could have a bit of motivation to continue to fight for my life, but we're talking about myself here, hello? When I was kidnapped and brought to this horrible place, I wasn't scared nor afraid. I was terrifyingly happy. Why? Because I thought I would finally get out of my hellish-house, but I was wrong again, it was actually a new start to more pain and suffering. It was all just the same. It was only a few minutes after I rested that they were already there to get me for another test. They shot a few injections in my weak pale arm. Usually, I can no longer feel the pain, but that day was different. It was very painful and, hell, I feel like giving up. My lids were heavy and I could almost feel the brink of death coming closer. My eyes were ready to close any minute, but then I heard a loud sound. I was frozen in my spot and couldn't close my eyes. Some people in lab gowns rushed towards the sound. I was left inside with two other people. After a few seconds of silence, I heard thousands of loud gunshots. Some went through the wall and, luckily, didn't hit me or the other people with me. One of the men in a lab gown ran back inside the lab room where I was. "The Port Mafia is taking us down! It was Dazai again!" he exclaimed. They were in a state of panic, but I had no clue what they were talking about. They took off their gowns and ran for their lives, leaving me behind. Dazai... it sounded familiar to me... But wait! They're taking them down! I can escape! I was too weak to move, it was really painful but I tried my best to stand. I almost fell when I tried to walk, but I motivated myself to stand firm; it was the only chance I could take and I can't let that slip away. I walked slowly trying to stabilize my balance and I held on to the walls for support. When I heard some footsteps, I quickly hid in a very dark corner and stayed there until I couldn't hear anything anymore. I took a peek to see who was walking and I saw a guy full of bandages on his body, eyes and hair were colored hazel brown. He was walking to the lab room as if he were looking for someone or something. I returned my gaze back and took a quiet breath. When I felt the building was empty, I went out of my hiding place and walked again. Dead bodies were lying on the floor, blood spilling on the cold dusty floor. I kept myself focused and finally got out of the building. I sat on the ground, felt happy that I was finally free again. I don't even know how long I was in that hell hole but I didn’t think of it too much. I smiled faintly and stood up, I needed to go somewhere I could stay away from my parents. I didn’t know where I was, but I guess I could ask some people. I kept walking and also thinking where I should stay until I finally had a smart idea. I’ll just go to my best friend's house! I asked people for directions and I was glad that they were able to point me in the right direction. I started making my way to my best friend's house as the sky became darker. 2 or 3 hours had already passed and I was still walking. I was tired and hungry, but I kept myself together. There was no time for me to get tired, a little further and I'd soon arrive. When I finally reached his house, I pressed the bell. I pressed it twice because of being impatient, but then the door finally opened revealing my best friend. His eyes widened when he saw me, I gave him a short smile and suddenly darkness filled my sight. ^-^ When I woke up, I was in a comfy place. I missed the fluffiness and softness of the bed compared to what I used before. It was so relaxing, I dare not open my eyes. I felt like I was still tired. The sound of the door suddenly opening made my eyes open, I then saw my friend walking closer to me. I sat up and smiled at him. "Thank you so much Chuuya," I said, but more like a whisper. He smiled weakly as he sat on the bed with me "It's been a while since you've left Yuri, what happened to you? I was so worried. Your parents kept coming here and asking if you were here, but of course I told them you weren’t." "I'm sorry for causing you trouble, I didn't mean to." "It's fine but tell me what happened to you? Where have you been?" I sighed and looked down, I didn't want to remember it again. He seemed to notice and brought up a new conversation. "Let's eat breakfast first. Come on, let's go downstairs" We walked down and sat at the dining table. As we ate I told him everything that happened to me. He felt sorry for me, but I just said it's fine. Chuuya is my best friend, I can't remember the exact time we met because of those drugs and chemicals, but I know for sure that Chuuya is the only person I know. He was the only person I could always run to. He was the only one I told about how my parents treated me, about everything that happened to me. I don't know if there were people who were there for me back then, but I'm sure there was no one else but my very best friend. "Hey Chuuya thanks for letting me stay. I think I should just go back to my home" I smiled at him. "You know you can't do that." "You know I can't stay here with you for my whole life." "Who says you can't?" he said, staring straight into my orbs. I smiled at him brightly. "I know I can, but I don't want to burden you..." I stopped when he flicked my forehead. "ouch!" "You're not a burden, seriously. I actually want you to stay by my side your whole life" he said quotationing the words “whole life.” "Why?" "Because you're weak and an idiot girl that I wanted to protect." he mumbled, yet I heard it. I smiled at him again and held his hand. "You're the bestest friend ever." ^-^ Night has finally come, Chuuya needed to buy ingredients for our food. I told him that I should just be the one to buy it so I could actually contribute a little, but he didn't agree to it. I actually had to forcibly convince him that it’ll be fine until he finally said yes. I walked to the nearest store I could walk to and bought everything we would be needing and went back immediately. The sky was dark and a bit scary, but I didn't mind it. I was out of my mind when three muscled guys stopped in front of me. I stop and look at them terrified. I was about to run, but they pulled me into a dark corner. Please not again... My body was shaking as one of them pinned me to the wall. "Hey don't be scared young lady, you know beautiful girls like you shouldn't be outside at a time like this, but I'm glad that you did!" They laughed as the man ran his fingers across my face. "Looks like we're having fun tonight" the other man said. "Who's gonna play first?" the bald man said. My heart beat was deafening, I was so scared, I couldn't even talk or move. The guy was about to go for my neck and I was shaking. A gunshot was heard and I got startled as the guy in front of me collapsed to the ground. The other two looked around to see who it was, but they also got shot and fell. My eyes widened when their blood was visible on the floor. I looked around, hoping that I could get a sight of someone and then I saw a familiar figure walking towards me. I realized who it was, it was the guy I saw in the building yesterday. He still had the bandages wrapped around his body. Scared that he might shoot me too, I kept quiet as he walked closer to me. He sighed and I could see how he rolled his eyes. "Look at this stupid girl, walking outside in the middle of the night" he said still holding his gun as he used it to scratch his head as if it wasn't dangerous. "I-I'm sorry..." I stuttered. He snorted at my reply. It was so lame that I was apologizing to him. "Whatever, come with me" he said. He then pulled me inside a car while all I could do was let him drag me away. I was so scared he might make my head explode if I tried to run away. The man drove away with me inside his car. I don't know what he wanted to do with me, but I was too afraid to talk. I don't know what came to my mind and asked myself, did I just get saved? To Read the Next Chapter Click Here We asked the author Levien_Ackerman : What has motivated her to start writing fanfiction? Her answer: “Though I can't really say that I have a lot of followers, most of them are pretty much my supporter and my energy booster. Their supports gives me enough motivation to write stories and share my Imagination or ideas to them which I hope they enjoy it :))” Follow the author on Instagram for updates on her fanfiction stories! @miss_anime.bishie *We do not own this fanfiction. We asked the author if we could post the first chapter of her fanfic*

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