Dabi
The first dose was shorter in duration, but its effects were promising enough to convince the hand fetishist that it might not be a hopeless case, so why not keep doing more testings?
The attack on the UJS must have had someone else as its target, however, the results have been so satisfactory so far, that it will only be a matter of time before the margin of error becomes smaller and smaller and the number of allies be growing.
– Why do I have to come if he's already under our control? – the bloodsucker complained as we made steps through the alleys of the suburbs
– Just do the best you know how to do and attract him as usual – I ordered once the light of the lamp made our target visible in our visual field. She hissed before turning into a voluptuous figure that would make any pubert drool.
Inspired by a wildlife documentary (considering that it would be difficult to imagine that under such dryness there would be a nature lover), and thanks to Giran's convenient abilities to close, or rather, dispose of anyone who is no longer useful to him, Shigaraki surprised us all with the news that he had managed to create, in conjunction with a scientist whose identity was reserved, a component capable of turning its host into a parasite, slowly consuming its consciousness, until it became a slave at its disposal of whoever pronounces the keywords.
However, seeing the promising results of the first supply, it was necessary to obtain more of such a precious component, and whose almost inexhaustible supply was sponsored by our charismatic winged hero in combination with my distraction tactics.
Swinging with a spirited flirtation, he managed to capture the dwarf's attention without major mishap, managing to corner him into submission.
– Nuntius Loqui – I pronounced, and as if it were a spell, his eyes took on that peculiar neon green that started the most interesting of stories, or so I wanted. From the attack on the hero camp to Toga's infiltration of the provisional licensing exam, all this information had allowed us to be part of the assholes–potential heroes right under their noses without them noticing, and all thanks to a dwarf who by falling prey to his stupid hormones, will end up being the undoing of those he wanted to be a part of.
– What happened in the last chapter of the U.A. Academy? – I asked, and like a puppet, he continued to give very interesting details regarding the latest events in the academy, such as the fact that for a childish drama he ended up being suspended for six months. While the side effects could be mood swings, who would have thought he'd be stupid enough to get punished? However, shortly before concluding, his report provided information that could be very useful to us
– All Might has an heir – he said in a robotic voice
– What do you mean? – Asked the blonde while licking blood from a knife
– Answer – I ordered, but the boy remained silent. – Go and forget you were here – leaving me no choice but to order him to walk away
– I want to kill him! – I put myself between the grape and the girl – He no longer serves us, he's suspended! – She complained
– But not expelled. He can still be useful to us – the girl grumbled as she saw the boy resume his way back to wherever he was going, but not before giving him another dose of the bright green liquid
– Do you think you are very important to be in charge? – protested the girl behind me as we got deeper and deeper into the darkness – Idiot – her voice now more guttural, was accompanied by the cold brush of her knife on my neck
– Didn't anyone tell you that playing with fire is dangerous? – and seconds later I was covered in flames, forcing her back.
It would be ideal to think that she would keep a low profile, but she was as unhinged as I was to make a fuss in a matter of seconds, and that broken smile was nothing more than confirmation of my assumptions.
I was aware that she had more bladed weapons wherever she hid them behind that school uniform, but to her bad luck, I was more than used to being threatened with sharp objects from various directions. – Don't take it personally – I continued, walking through my flames towards her in peace. – It's just that, he gives us the information he knows more than the one we want to hear. – Her pronounced dark circles would have nothing to envy Shigaraki's, and even so, hers highlighted her irascible red eyes and her non–existent mental stability, a feature present in this motley group.
– Why didn't you just tell me?
– I wanted to confirm that you were not under the control of the compound – while sending our location to Kurogiri
– And how do I know that you are not?
– Aren't we all in some way? – And turning her eyes to white, she made her way into the portal.
After making the corresponding report, the anxieties in our parched leader were evident. His hands began to scratch his neck insistently, adding new marks to the already heavily torn skin, as he slipped into his room in the company of his gentle and patient floating nanny.
The damn weather in my room forced me to tolerate the clinking noise of the old heater, while I flopped down on the mattress that also creaked with my weight.
Picking up the specks of dust that stood out in the room's unique bright moonlight, subtly fluttered a feather whose color stood out considerably in the gloom. As if it were a magnet, it settled on the palm of my hand and trying to keep it as intact as possible, I contemplated it feeling its soft texture. Velvety, it seemed that with each movement it took on a new shade of red.
The staples on my face tightened at the curvature of my smile after remembering its owner and, as fatigue took hold of me, I gave in to the needs of my body, after all, we would have the opportunity to see each other another time, he wanted it or not.
End of "I Get To Love You"
The second part is in writing.
Of course, I had to end this 1st part with a flourish.
Fun Facts Special!
Fact # 78
I started writing on August 6 of this year, shortly after watching "Heroes Rising: Two Heroes" (by far one of the best things that happened to me this year) and I finished writing the story in early November, giving a total of 1,330 hours of writing 0.O
Fact # 79
Spanish is my native language, but I am fluent in English and French (that's why I wanted Shinso to know a bit too) and if sarcasm is considered another one, then I'm in 4. In fact, this is a translation from the Spanish one under the name "Aprender a Quererte" (Learning To Love You).
Fact # 80
If the chapters are separated into ships, their stories can be delimited. The reason this first book was soooo loooonnnggg, was because I wrote about my 4 favorite OTPs in one book, instead of 4 separated stories ...
Fact # 81
And now for an interesting revelation ... I'm a girl! * hides under bed * The reason for my name is because I like "Nikolás".
Fact # 82
If you want, you can follow me on I-n-s-t-a-g-r-a-m as / naolettres, where I upload lettering and many other things.
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BEING HERE!
And for sharing the passion for the TodoBaku / BakuTodo and the rest of the ships. Thank you very much for your time.
I wrote this story to get out of the creative block that I was experiencing for another original that I have little to conclude, and boy, it did help me clarify my ideas.
Which is or are your favorite ships? What did you like the most about what you read? Are there parallel worlds? Is tomato sauce a tomato smoothie?
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