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Hi guys! 🌸

I am currently writing a two part fanfiction because I need to satisfy my monthly writing craving, and Silco is always the first choice obv. The story is set during the scene of Finn's death in Silco's office - the first part goes easy peasy, but I am planning to make the second one a smut.

I want to give you a little peak of the story, stay tuned 🩵

‘She is going to do that… Sevika is going to kill him for real’

You were going to lose everything… Silco, Jinx, your life and the things you have built in the last months with him… no more kisses, no more soft whispered words at night, no unconscious movements in the night to embrace you in his arms while you are sleeping – nothing.

But you are not so prone to lose everything like this, to some stupid and rebellious plan of some insignificant insect like Finn. A new feel grows in your heart, hotter this time, which starts from your low belly – a sense of danger but also of anger at the same time. You do not agree with the decision that those people in the room had taken and you want to change the planned ending of it.

Aiming directly at Sevika’s face, you adjust your position, slightly parting your legs to give you a more stable position, one eye closed to aim better and not miss the shot. The little green monkey is laughing at you from the rifle’s surface and a light smile appears on your face despite the situation because you can fell in the weapon and in you the strength of Jinx.

Looking back at the room, a vision strikes your heart, which starts pumping blood quickly in your body, making your head pulsing from tension.

‘Today is the day you die, Silco’ – Finn spits.

lazy mornings at the Last Drop ☕☀️

Silco 04/??

Love this man

nanami + cat rkgk <3

{Words by José Olivarez from Citizen Illegal /@fatimaamerbilal , from even flesh eaters don't want me.}

Your Beauty never ever scared me

TW : mention of suicide, depression, self harm and use of strong language.

Spoiler of MHA

Hi everyone, is the author here :) I just wanna say that I wrote this story also becase I wanna spread that depression exist and is a serious illness, it’s not just a sad feeling and if you need help, it’s okay to ask and it’s not a shame. I am learning that myself and sometime it’s not easy, but it gets better. 

Please ask for help if you need, stay safe and enjoy things you like, despite what others say. 

Have a good day <3 

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It was a late sunday night and you and Shigaraki were returning from a mission in which you had to take care of a silly copycat of Shigaraki himself. He was pretty pissed off, so you were trying to cheer him up, but you were not the greatest. 

“Come on Shigaraki...his lips weren’t even that cracked...he was a bad copycat!”

Shigaraki looked at you with a strange look, a mix between anger, amousement and misbelief and said:

“Fuck you y/n... come on, we must return to the others.” Shigaraki said that with a little smile on his face, he knew you were just lying and having fun. 

He was like a brother to you because after the death of your father and the madness of your mother, you started living on the street, until Shigaraki rescued you from some silly villains. He introduced you to Kurogiri, who at first was a little unsure about you and didn’t know if he could trust you, but after quite some time he eventually started to give you small tasks and assignments. You usually didn’t go on missions with the others, you mostly organised appointments and gave them details about missions and heroes. You were some kind of a stalker, if you can say that. 

Your quirk gave you the power to know information about a person by just looking at their photos, but the more items you had, more details you acquired. For example, if someone gave you a simple photo, you knew their name or exact age, but if you had someting more personal you could discover their secrets or inner fears. 

Your life with the League of Villains was good, you were always protected by the others, and in exchange you offered important information about the heroes. It was a very good deal, considering that you would have probably ended up in jail or worse, if you have still lived on the street. 

In the League you have also find something special, something different from a brother and some kind of father figure (who was Kurogiri). 

You have found love. 

You were in love with a person you would have never expected to, a person completely different from you. 

Dabi was from another planet, with a different lifestyle, but the two of you ended up together anyway. Of course at start it was not that easy because Dabi was a very difficult person and he didn’t want to come near you because of your quirk. He was afraid you would have find out about his past and pain, which he didn’t wanna live again, but you eventually found everything out. Despite keeping it a secret at start, you told him when the two of you were more intimate and he was mad angry at first, but he calmed down after months of silence and distance, when he realised the only person he would have talked to about his story was indeed you. 

Your relationship was doing well, there were also negative times and sadness, but that is normal and your situation as villains didn't help either. 

When you and Shigaraki arrived at the lair of the League, you were welcomed by Toga and Kurogiri. While you were talking with Toga, you started to get worried because Dabi hadn’t welcomed you yet and almost always he was the first to come at the door, so you asked Toga.

“Dabi? I think he went crazy, he has been in his room the entire day and hasn’t come out since this morning, I don’t even think he has eaten anything...I wonder what he has...probably he is just a moody baby...”

“What? I will check on him Toga, thanks. Let me know immediately next time about Dabi”

“Can I have his blood if he is dead?” Asked the crazy Toga. 

You left her without a look, angry because she didn’t told you anything about the situation and you became more worried. That was not normal, even though Dabi has always been a difficult person.

You knocked at his door.

“Dabi, it’s me, Y/n... i will come inside now, ok? I just want to check on you.” You quietly opened the door.

The room was a complete disaster, everything was messy and you couldn't even find the window in the room. It was dark and you couldn't find Dabi, who apparently was gone.

"Love, where are you? It's me, please...I'm getting worried..."

A grunt arrived at you: Dabi was there. You finally found by memory the window and opened it, letting the light inside the room and finding the boy on his bed, wrapped in his blankets with a pillow on his head. You came near him, trying to understand the situation and help him.

"Darling, I'm here, is everyt..."

"GO AWAY Y/N! I DON'T WANT YOU TO SEE ME! GET THE FUCK OUT!" he shouted. Firstly you were scared by him, but then you became angry because he wasn't seeking for your help, despite being you one or maybe the only person who could truly understand him. So you grabbed the sheets and pulled them away, just to reveal one of the most tragic scene you had ever seen.

Blood, blood everywhere.

Blood on his face, on his hands, on his torso.

"WHAT THE HELL DABI?! What happened?" First thing you run in the bathroom and took the first aid kit and came back to him. In the meantime Dabi started to cry. His tears were a mix of fear, regret, anger and of course pain and sadness.

"I'm sorry for shouting at you my love, I'm sorry...I didn't mean to do that, I'm a horrible person.."

"It's okay, there is nothing to be sorry about, you were angry and i should have never invade your privacy like that, sorry. I was angry and it was not right. Do you want to tell me what happened?" You told him, while you were medicating his wounds. Apparently he cut some of his piercings with teeth and by hand and it was pretty badly, so you also started to sew him up.

"I...I was thinking about the past and all of a sudden everything went back to hunt me: all the pain, the suffering of my siblings and my mother, the madness of my father...everything. I was overwelmed, so I thought I could hurt myself to make it go away, but it became just worse. I looked in the mirror and I saw a monster, not me and I started to hate my appearence too...Jeez, I'm a disaster... I don't think it's fair to you to stay and I don't even know if you stay with me for pity... I'm sorry.

I don't want you to look at me, I'm disgusting and all these scars make me just worse. I'm sorry. I don't think I'm enough"

"Touya...stop it"

When Dabi heard his long forgotten name, he stopped and looked at you. He had a teraful, scared and at the same time loving gaze, he was searching for your touch, your encouragment, your love. You suddenly had the urge to hold him tight, to tell him that everything was going to be alright, even thought you knew that wasn't right.

"Your beauty never ever scared me, Dabi.

I know that I cannot adjust everything and probably it is impossible for me to do so, but I will always be by your side Love, I will never leave you. I love you"

Dabi was surprised. That was the first time you have ever said something like that, but without esitation he replied :

"I love you y/n. And I want to feel better for you"

"And most important, for youself, Dabi."

"Yes, yes, you're right." You wiped away his last tears, his eyes were red and swallowed, but with a hint of hope and love.

"Do you think you can help me tidy the room and...do you want to sleep with me tonight?"

"Of course Love, but first you have to eat something. It's important. Wait for me, I'll prepate you something." You cooked him a soup and gave him water, because he was also dehydrated. Dabi looked like a child, on his bed eating the soup with a clean blanket on his head and the bandages all over his body. You finished to stitch him and the two of two cleaned up the room and took a shower.

Before going to bed, you wore just the underwear, because Dabi is basically a hot heater and you would have sweated a lot in a pyjama.

Dabi hugged you from behind with his stong arms and said before going to sleep:

"Thank you Honey, I love you and I'll always be there if you need me."

<3

disheveled silco, the man that you are

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