Resurected-( Kurogiri x Mr. Compress) 🅿🅰🆁🆃 1

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Mk requested by : Emo-Bird_Tokoyam

So I couldn't think of anything for this, for the actual story line (the anime) so I'm doing a fantasy Au, so Kurogiri was ded then resurrected blah,blah,blah,sappy shit, fuck. Fuckity, fuck

Warning: Slightly suicidal Kurogiri

Top: Mr. Compress

Bottom: Kurogiri

Kinks: (🅷🅴🅰y 🅶🆄🆈🆂 🅸🆃'🆂 🅴🆁🅸🅽,  🅲🅰🆁🆃🅴🆁 🅵🅾🆁🅶🅾🆃 🆃🅾 🅿🆄🆃 🆃🅷🅴 🅺🅸🅽🅺🆂 🅸🅽 🆂🅾 🅻🅴🆃'🆂 🅿🆁🅰🆈 🆃🅷🅰🆃 🆂🅷🅴 🆁🅴🅼🅴🅼🅱🅴🆁🆂 🆃🅷🅴🅼)
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Kurogiri Pov:

𝕀 ℍ𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕄𝕪𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗....

The only thought that goes through my head.
What they say about getting resurrected is true, you hate yourself to the point of either living with it till you die again, or just committing suicide. The easy way out.

I think to myself, sighing, I swing my feet. Softly shaking the branch that I'm currently pirched on.
Getting so deep into my own thoughts, like I was almost drowning, yet I knew how to swim and my head was above surface.
My thoughts go from A.H.S to

ẘℌ¥ ∂◎η'† ¥◎ʊ ʝʊ﹩† кїℓℓ ¥◎ʊґ﹩℮ℓf?

℮η∂ Ѧℓℓ ◎f ¥◎ʊґ мї﹩℮ґ¥

"Shirokumo!" a voice from below yells.
That voice snaps me out of my thoughts. I suddenly remember why I carry on with life.
"Atsu!!!" I remark slowly Jumping down from my spot.
My feet hit the ground hardly. I feel a pair of arms wrap themselves around my waist.
I allow my self to be hugged from behind, slightly turning my head to see a mop of messy black hair (were going to say that Mr. Compress has green eyes and black hair)(Heh- Percy Jackson).
That belongs to my beloved boyfriend. The pair of arms unravle themselves from my waist.
I turn myself around and feel At us hi to place a kiss on my phorehead. "Hey baby" he mumbles as our hands lace together.
"Hey Atsu!"

"..... "
"Wanna Fuck?"

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W͙e͙l͙p͙, y͙'a͙l͙l͙ f͙i͙n͙a͙l͙l͙y͙ g͙o͙t͙ a͙ c͙h͙a͙p͙t͙e͙r͙.
A͙l͙s͙o͙ f͙o͙r͙ s͙o͙m͙e͙ r͙e͙a͙s͙o͙n͙ m͙y͙ i͙n͙s͙p͙i͙r͙a͙t͙i͙o͙n͙ f͙o͙r͙ t͙h͙i͙s͙ c͙h͙a͙p͙t͙e͙r͙ w͙a͙s͙ A͙.H͙.S͙
(F͙o͙r͙ t͙h͙o͙s͙e͙ o͙f͙ y͙o͙u͙ t͙h͙a͙t͙ d͙o͙n͙'t͙ k͙n͙o͙w͙ i͙t͙ s͙t͙a͙n͙d͙s͙ f͙o͙r͙ A͙m͙e͙r͙i͙c͙a͙n͙ H͙o͙r͙r͙o͙r͙ S͙t͙o͙r͙y͙)

W͙e͙l͙p͙ p͙a͙r͙t͙ t͙w͙o͙ w͙i͙l͙l͙ c͙o͙m͙e͙ o͙u͙t͙ s͙o͙n͙n͙.
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