#bnha x femreader

[hunterbunter3000]

.We're Just Buddies.

Summary: Bakugou's girlfriend is making him feel things and he goes to confront her about it. Sucks that they're bad feelings.

Katsuki Bakugou × black!reader

Notes: Damn how do I suck at summary's as well? LMAO I DONT WRITE ALOT PLS HAVE MERCY this has been in my drafts for a while and its pretty short, so why not-- also why do I WRITE him so much he's not even my favorite🤨 (am I lying to myself rn🫠) ALSO REALLY SUPER SORRY THAT I'VE BEEN GONE FOR SO LONG

Warnings: jealousy, insecure Bakugou, suggestive talk and action so JUST TO BE SAFE 18+ MDNI college au(?) Its so quick tho, adult lovers Bakugou is in his 20s and so is reader, hurt/comfort, little drabble of sub!Bakugou because g o d that has me on a chokehold, mention of Kaminari x reader, Bakugou being treated like the princess he is

Reader: black, female, she/her pronouns, use of quirk but it's unamed, same height as Bakugou, bit of a dom!

"Do you like him?"

Bakugou breathes heavily when that question seethes from his mouth. His eyes shielded by his blond hair, not wanting to look his girlfriend in the eyes when she answers the question that has been haunting him for the past month.

"Uhm.." She chuckles. Bakugou dragged her into their bedroom to ask a vague question? "What? Bakugou, what are you talking abo--"

"Do you. Like him." His voice almost cracks, but he wants to keep up his angry facade. No, he needs to. He can't cry in front of her.

She blinks as her face contorts into confusion. "Baby, you're gonna have to be more specific."

Fucking hell. Bakugou grinds his teeth. Does she want to torture him? This is already hard enough, he can't take much more if his heart is already breaking.

"Fuck! Denki! Denki fucking Kaminari! The yellow bitch who you always hang around, the guy who makes you laugh so much, the guy who you're always smiling with!" He yells out. His clenched fists are trembling, just like the rest of his body. Let's dub it as trembling with anger.

Her eyes grow wide. Oh, he's serious about this. "Bakugou--"

He interrupts her again. "Do you like him or not!?"

She sees the desperation and hurt in his bright saffron eyes. His thin eyebrows knitted together, making crevasses in his forehead. A moment of silence passes through the air, making it hard for Bakugou to breathe.

Her face stays neutral, yet her eyes are soft. Soft enough for Bakugou to see the truth. "Not the way you're thinking, no. I don't like him like that."

He doesn't believe it.

She smiles and walks closer to him to rub his arms in comfort. "We're just buddies! I--" He steps back from her, eyes going unfocused.

"Bullshit. I see how he looks at you. Like you made the fucking sun and life itself. And you just-- let it happen! I--"

"Katsuki."

That two-syllable name carried so much power, it made him shut up immediately as her velvety voice sliced through his mind. She never calls him by his first name unless she means business. And she means business.

He looks up at her, now sitting on his bed like a goddess on her throne. She does things effortlessly and gracefully. It makes sense for Denki to fall in love with her. She has him around her finger, just like Bakugou.

She taps beside her, beckoning Bakugou to sit next to her.

"Come."

Bakugou frowns. "Y/n, no." His voice betrays him, making it to be weak and cracked. She says it again, with just the same soft force she uses every time someone doesn't listen to her. "Come here."

He lets out a shaky breath and trudges slowly to her. He plops down next to her, her addictive scent taking over his mind. He always felt safe and small next to his girlfriend. And he feels it now; but he also feels like he's in trouble.

She puts her hand on his naked shoulder, goosebumps already forming from her gentle touch. "Remember what we talked about? About voicing our feelings better?" She says. Bakugou remembers. Instead of killing his vocal cords and exploding everything in anger like he used to do when he was younger, she taught him how to have better communication skills. Not just with her, but with everyone. He's gotten better. But it's just so easy to go back to the old habits.

Bakugou nods.

She hums. "I understand that you're mad. But, please. Talk to me like an adult. Not a kid."

That's right. They're not kids anymore. They're grown now. In college. Owning a shared apartment. Owning a car. Paying bills. Being pro-heroes.

And with a situation like this, it's best to have a sit down and talk about it thoroughly.

Bakugou breathes out. His fingers playing with each other. He's so tense you could throw a boulder at him and it would break. The quiet makes both of them feel on edge, but Bakugou needs to find the right words.

"When we go over to the dorms, and I see you and Kaminari play those stupid ass games," He can feel the anger bubble up again. He won't let it take over, so he clears his throat and takes a deep breath. "And I see you leaning on him, and how..."

It hurts him to say this.

"--Natural, it looks... I get this pit in my stomach that doesn't go away. Even if I leave the room, it's still there. It lingers for a long time. And then I get those thoughts in my head. That I'm not good enough for you. That I'm not caring, or attentive, or funny enough for you to act like that around me. I just... I get so jealous and angry that he--" He sniffs, nose getting runny. He can feel it. The tears welling up in his eyes. "That he might take you away from me. And I don't want that to happen. You- you mean everything to me. I love you so much and I'm sorry if I'm not good enough for you--"

A deep kiss stops him from finishing that sentence. He closes his eyes and melts into it, feeling at home.

"Don't you dare say that about yourself. Ever. Do you understand?" She frowns at him, hurt across her face because he said those horrible things about himself. He whimpers a little and nods. Her hands go up to his face and cradle his cheeks.

"Katsuki, baby, you are enough for me. You're honestly way more than I can ever imagine." She chuckles. She searches for his eyes, and when she finds them she smiles. Eye contact means everything to her. It's the doorway to the soul, and words have more meaning when you look into someone's eyes. "You're perfect for me. Your mind, your body, your soul. Everything. And also, Denki is my friend! I've known him since middle school. I've told you this."

Fuck.

His cheeks start to burn. "Oh. Right. I-"

"Forgot? Mhm, I can see that. But I understand where you're coming from. I have been hanging out with him more than I thought. And I forgot about my darling boyfriend." She kisses his forehead and draws him in for a hug. His arms go around her waist immediately as he molds into her. "I'm sorry, baby. Please voice how you feel more." Her voice is laced with care and sincerity. She cares for me. He thinks. He screws his eyes closed and sighs.

She loves me.

"I will. I will, I swear. I just- I missed you. S-so much." He whispers. Who knew a hunk of a man can shrink down to a vulnerable boy.

Bakugou sniffs, tears now falling on his cheeks. "You just do so much with him... I thought I felt you slipping and I panicked--" She shushes him delicately while massaging his scalp. That action always made Bakugou calm down and find serenity. He cries some more into her chest until she pulls away and looks at him.

"Baby I do such little things with him. He's not my focus." She coos. She bumps her forehead on his before whispering these words that made Bakugou's heart soar.

"You are."

Their lips connect in a deep, passionate kiss. All the insecurity splatters away from his mind. She loves me.

She loves me. She loves me. She loves me.

"Answer me this, Katsu. Who do I kiss every waking moment?"

He gulps. "Me."

She hums. Her legs drape over his lap, big hands going to her supple hips quickly.

"Who helps me when I have trouble doing my homework?" She slowly pushes him on the bed, neither of them breaking eye contact.

"Me."

Now laying on the bed, her nimble fingers go under his tank top. The weight of her fingerpads and the slight scratch from her nails feels heavenly.

"Who do I give presents to?" She says lowly, the moonlight hitting her skin perfectly.

Bakugou can't breathe. He can feel himself submitting to her. He's not complaining. "Me..."

She starts to peck his neck with soft kisses, making him groan.

"Who do I cuddle with at night when we sleep?"

He breathes heavily. "M-me."

They both lowly moan against each other. Her lips still kissing his searing skin, and her hands still caressing him. The tank top flew off somewhere, now his tanned skin now on display. Her fingers feel up his waist, his abs and his chest. Bakugou relishes in the feeling of being touched like this.

And being kissed like this.

He stifles a moan when she places a hickey on his collarbone. She sighs and whispers in his ear.

"Who do I pleasure almost everyday?"

He bites his lip and whimpers, tears forming in his eyes again.

"Me...!"

She giggles when his voice goes up an octave as she tweaked his nipples. It always made his brain turn into mush. Her hand cradles his blushing cheek.

"Who's name do I scream out at night?"

His heart feels like it's going to burst out of his chest. The teasing, plus this? Soul is gone.

His face turns into a shy emotion; eyelashes fluttering. "Mine..."

She smiles widely.

"Exactly. I am yours."

She kisses his lips again, like forming a signature for a contract.

"And who's name do you cry out when you're getting fucked?" She let's out a breath when she feels his hips buck into her. He lets out a broken whine.

"Y-yours."

She kisses him again, but with more force. More tongue. She's signing the contract again, and this is final. He moans in her mouth when she pulls on his hair.

She let's him breathe again, strings of saliva connecting to their lips. She wipes it off with her thumb and smirks.

"And you are mine."

Her eyes sparkle with a neon blue hue, and so does Bakugou's. He feels... different. But it's a good different. Like he can see from her eyes. And feel what she feels. He feels connected to her on such a universal level, he can't explain it.

"We belong to each other, Bakugou. We always will; ever since the first year in UA. That will never change. Understand?"

"Y-yes. I understand."

She smiles as she kisses his cheeks. Her arms go around his neck and pulls him into a hug.

"I love you, my darling baby boy. I always will." She whispers in his ear. Bakugou's cheeks heat up. His lips form into a soft smile.

"I love you too." He mumbles into the crook of her neck.

Such bliss, such peace.

Peace within him, within his mind. Bakugou's so lucky to have some one like her in his life.

After about ten minutes of comfortable silence, she speaks up.

"Denki is with Jiro and Shinso anyway. He doesn't like me like that."

Bakugou jolts. "Wait, whAT"

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Bold Little Softie

Girlfriend!Uraraka Ochako x FReader

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Uraraka Ochako, always the shy one between the two of you. Though, it was bound to shift at some point and you're liking where it's headed.

You can see it.

You can clearly make it out across your peripheral vision, and you only pretend as you tried to focus on your note that was laying down your desk. You know she’s doing the same. Her tiny little fingers slowly crawling towards your own. With such shyness you’ve always known her for, like a new-born butterfly going out of its cocoon. Her peeking actions showed how her emotions was leaking out of her fingertips, wanting one single thing.

Your warmth.

And you don’t reject. The moment you felt her touch fizzle something inside you, you try to fight the growing smile on your lips. You then sneak a glance at the girl in front of you.

Like the normal school girl she is, her tinted cheeks was there, her other hand was under her chin which is likely covering the other side of her cheek. Her chocolate brown hues intent on her own notes, trying to conceal any bit of embarrassment crawling up to her.

Cute. Adorable. You want to burst.

How did you even manage to get a girlfriend like her? You have no idea but you’re glad you did. You can’t help but coo even more inwardly as you press your lips together. Eyes back to your own notes, you try not to crumble in a blushing mess as you finally moved your fingers to connect with hers, caressing them softly. So delicate and warm, your heart skips a beat.

Once you did that, the brunette shifted her chin to bury her face on her supporting palm, evident that you’ve managed to embarrass your girl. You finally give out a small smile.

You know Ochako is easily swayed by intimacy and compliments but it only works better if it’s you. The moment you became more than just friends, she was almost often covered in a crazing blush once she catches sight of you. As if you had tremendously changed her whole personality around you and became too much of a beaming ball of shyness. Not that you disliked it, she was definitely Ochako if she acted out like she did. You can’t blame her for that since it was a newly mended relationship and you know there’s time to warm up in each other’s feelings.

A few months then on, she clearly became much more open and bold.

Pulling herself out of her little internal panic, Ochako brought her face back up avoiding your stare, blush not yet extinguished. “Could we- take a break? It’s been hotter than before, summer is near and we- we could…go out together.”

“You wanna go on a date?” you tease.

“Well, y-yeah that. Right?” She jolts up with frantic blinks, her flushing face making her look eager for a time spent with you. You bask in on her reaction, smiling. “Wait. You’re enjoying this again.” Your girlfriend states as she realized your teasing look and tone, she brings out a pout.

“Sorry.” You chuckle. “But admit it, you want to hang out with me and not in a boring study session way and more of a- “

Closing her eyes shut, Ochako turns away from you. Her rosy cheeks were more vibrant than usual. “S-Stop, [Y/N]….”

You just giggle. “Alright, alright.”

Next thing you know, she makes a move to close her notebook and with a peeking glance to you, she shyly stands up and leans next to you. You watched her with confusion, wondering what she was up to as you dumbfoundedly stare her up with round eyes. She could just be reaching out for something behind you or-

Face a few inches apart, she leaves out a passionate kiss on your cheek.

What.

She just kissed on you on the cheek. And you can only freeze on your seat, taking time to process.

She hasn’t done that before. She wasn’t one to initiate those kind of gestures, but she already proved it to you a few moments prior the kiss. You were always the one teasing her, showering her with compliments and warm touches—you were clearly caught off-guard.

You were so caught up in a second of daze that you didn’t realize how much it affected the girl as she only leaned in to you again, burying her head on the nook of your neck.

She lets out a muffled squeal. “I’m sorry- I just- I had to. I just had to. I know I’ve never done it before b-but I’ve always wanted to. Gosh, I’m so embarrassed…”

Just like she stated, she clung onto you like a lovesick lover who just want to become one with you. Her warmth automatically relaxes you down as you snap back up, relishing in her welcomed affection. You bring up a hand behind her and pat her soft hazel locks. You’d love to pinch her cheeks at this moment but you resist, pulling her head closer to you as you rest your cheek against her.

“Don’t be. I like it.” You assure softly. “You should do it more often. Maybe, aim for the lips next time.”

She buries her head further.

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Personal Favourite Fanfics | MHA/BNHA |

NOTE: This is entirely my favourites so if it offense any of you, I don't care. It might seem mean, but this is how everyone is. P.S: ISTG I'm actually nice 💀 PART 2/FINAL

My Hero Academia/Boku No Hero Academia Erasermic: Let me be sorry https://www.tumblr.com/novasdarling/659681963665424384/can-i-get-yandere-daddy-dom-erasermic-smut-with-a?source=share Purge Collab https://www.tumblr.com/bnhaewritings/630906379620794368/bnhaewritings-yandere-erasermic-x-reader-purge?source=share [No Name] https://www.tumblr.com/blackenedwhite97/613363024280141824/present-mic-x-femreader-x-aizawa-nsfw?source=share [No Name] https://www.tumblr.com/eroslove88/657679194067714048/love-your-writing-can-you-write-that-shouta-and?source=share [No Name] (Platonic) https://www.tumblr.com/thetreefairy/715298868429979648/platonic-aizawa-and-present-mic-reaction-to-reader?source=share [No Name] https://i-cant-sing.tumblr.com/post/645966179509420032/hey-i-have-a-yandere-erasermic-obsession-i-dont Bruises https://sleepybutwriting.tumblr.com/post/613434947885219840/bruises-erasermic-x-reader All Might x Eraserhead x Present Mic: Your Ours to Protect https://www.tumblr.com/mellowyandere/647229073501929472/had-a-weird-dream-last-night-thought-you-might?source=share |This is seperate| https://www.tumblr.com/yandereacademia/636542373702369280/teacher-trio-with-a-darling-that-is-very-friendly?source=share Ain't No Place Like "Home" {1} https://www.tumblr.com/the-moonlightwitch-official/679930297891045376/summary-yn-ln-is-a-18-year-old-girl-that?source=share Ain't No Place Like "Home" {2} https://www.tumblr.com/the-moonlightwitch-official/680822853278580736/summary-yn-ln-is-a-18-year-old-girl-that?source=share Ain't No Place Like "Home" {3} https://www.tumblr.com/the-moonlightwitch-official/688063538761220096/summary-yn-ln-is-a-18-year-old-girl-that?source=share Ain't No Place Like "Home" {4} https://www.tumblr.com/the-moonlightwitch-official/703585926964822016/no-place-like-home-pt4?source=share

Ain't No Place Like "Home" {5} https://www.tumblr.com/the-moonlightwitch-official/744512354387116032/aint-no-place-like-home?source=share

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[kyoka-jirou]

Traitor!Kaminari Denki x Reader

hey guys! this is my first one-shot, let me know if you like it please! anyways, onwards to the great unknown!! :3

(Slight nsfw, not the full.. you know… just a lime(ish) but yeah lol)

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“Hey, y/n!” Yao-Momo called out from across the circle of 1-A girls that had collected in the common area.

“Hmm?” you replied, lifting your head up from the beige carpet.

After a stressful day in Hero Training, you’d been relieved to find yourself without any homework, leaving the rest of the night off. Usually your socially-challenged self would jump at the chance to cower in your room, surrounded by pocky and books about a prince in shining armor. But, tonight was Yao-momo’s birthday, so you had to suck it up and be happy. 

As hard as that might be.

You and the rest of 1-A had finished dinner and cake in the dorms early, and decided to talk until it was time to go back to the dorms for the night.

“Do you want to play never have I ever?” Yaoyoroza asked, a mischievous glint in her eye. You shrunk back. This can’t be good.

“….No.” you replied meekly. She glared like the she-demon Mira herself.

“Hmm?” she asked pointedly, “I couldn’t quite hear you.”

You shivered, “I said sure!”

“Great!” she chipped. “I’ll go first!”

She scanned the group of girls that hadn’t already left in fear. You were jealous.

The ones that hadn’t managed to escape remained; Mina, Ochako, Tsu, and Jirou.

You all glanced around the room and shivered. Playing games with a matchmaker was never quite ideal.

With the click of her tongue, Momo started the game.

“Never have I ever… cheated on a test.”

You watched as Mina put her first finger down, yelling out an ‘aww man!’

“Mina!” Ochako gasped, “Really?”

Mina grinned sheepishly, looking up from her fiddling fingers. “Hehe, sorry Ururaka.”

“My turn.” Tsu said cheerily, “Never have I ever… dyed my hair. Kero.”

“Aww man!” You said, putting a finger down. Remembering the year you’d dyed your hair (h/c), you shivered. It wasn’t that you didn’t like it, you had loved it, actually. It’s just that your littler cousin once tried to eat it, thinking it was cotton candy..

Snapping out of your thoughts, you looked around to see if anyone else had done the same.

Then, you spotted Ochako with one of her fingers held down.

“Ochako!” You shouted, “When did you dye your hair?”

She sighed, “We don’t speak of it..”

You decided not to push further. Based on her facial expression, it was best not to ask.

The game continued on, everyone had gone repeatedly, until you all had one or two fingers up.

It was Momo’s turn.

“Never have I ever.. had a crush on someone in our class.”

You sighed, putting down your last finger.

The game was finally over for you, and you were planning on getting a good night’s rest before the USJ trip tommorow. Since the villain attacks, you guys had been there quite frequently, so that you were prepared for anything.

Speaking of a crush-

Starting to get up, you noticed everyone’s smirk on their faces.

“What?” you asked.

“Soo,” Mina smirked, “Who’s the lucky guy?”

You choked. Oh you have got to be kidding.

“U-uh..” you replied shakily, a dark red blush starting to creep up your neck. 

“No one..”

“Y/n..” Momo warned, a murderous glint in her eye.

Shit shit shit shit…

“Hehe… umm,” you started, “Well, I had a lot of fun tonight-”

“Y/n.” Ochako warned, “Give us the name.”

You sighed, knowing you had one last resort.

Without missing a beat, you shouted, “Look over there!”

They turned their heads in the random-ass direction you had pointed, but by then you were already gone.

You used your quirk, Sinkhole, to make a portal straight into your room.

Your quirk was useful in getting out of situations quickly, but you could only portal when you weren’t in contact with anything. So, as long as you could jump into the air, you were good.

“Oh thank god.” you said, calming your heart rate.

After that whole experience, you were ready to curl up into your bed with your copy of ‘The Little Rabbit That Could’ and sleep. Yeah, that sounded alright.

As you looked up, you saw a computer in the back corner of the room, and shelves you knew didn’t belong there. You realized that in your haste, you thought about- someone else’s room.

And it wasn’t your own.

“Y/n?” you heard from behind you.

You froze.

This was his room, after all, who couldn’t remember the voice of their best friend?

“Hi?” you said questioningly, still not looking over your shoulder.

There was silence for a solid minute or two.

“So.” Denki started. “What'cha doing?”

“Umm.” you started, sweating from nerves. “I was..”

“You were what?” he asked, voice joking and light. With your luck, he was laughing at you. 

This is so awkward.

“Well,” you started, beginning to turn red with shame, knowing that Denki was probably thinking you were being a creep.

“Is there anything you’d like to tell me you weirdo?” he spoke lowly, yawning a bit, probably just about to go to bed. Obviously not anymore.

You heard a weird sounding ruffle and a creak, like he had gotten out of his bed.

How the hell were you supposed to explain ‘accidentally’ appearing in his room?

Suddenly, you felt a warm, but firm grasp around you.

“So you do know?” he said, holding you extremely close to him. His hot breath flew past your ear, making you unconsciously bite your lip.

‘Holy shit,’ you thought, ‘what the hell did I just myself into?’

You looked back at him, noting that we was wearing a navy shirt and some, heart pants. Typical Denki.

“Well, yeah,” you continued, going along with whatever the hell he was thinking. 

He tensed, holding you closer.

“Shit,” he whispered, sending a shiver down your spine.

What the hell is going on right now..

“Shit,” he cursed under his breath, subconsciously moving his hand to hold your other arm down. “Shit, shit, shit.”

He spun you around so you could see his eyes. He looked- scared, and upset.

“This is gonna be bad,” he began, running his free hand through his hair, “You were never meant to find out.”

You froze.

"Hold on.” you said, prying out of his grasp to face him. “What are you even talking about?“

Your voice broke near the end in confusion.

"What?” he whispered, turning to look at you. His eyes widened.

You slowly started to back away.

“What’s going on, Denki?” you asked him, voice trembling.

He looked at you pained. “It isn’t what it sounds like..”

“Really?” you started, “because right now it sounds like you’re wrapped up in something bad.”

He flinched, his yellow hair falling over his eye. “I can explain.”

I gasped when the pieces finally clicked into place.

“You’re the one who told them when we’d be at the USJ, and the training camp!” You continued, taking a few steps away from him, hitting the wall softly.

He looked at you, pained.  

Knowing that he was probably about to kill you or something, you clenched your eyes closed and pressed your back to the wall, violent shivers rocking your body.

All of a sudden, you felt his hand grab your shoulder.

You looked up through terrified teary eyes.

He gazed into your eyes. “Please forgive me.”

His electric golden eyes watered in the slightest bit, and he placed his head to yours.

“Y/n.” he whispered. That’s when you realized that he was crying.

Through all the shock, your head cleared. This was Denki, your best friend since grade school. He wouldn’t do anything like this without a reason.

You wrapped your arms around him, and he tensed. You thought you’d done the wrong thing, until he returned the action, and you were both sharing an emotional hug.

It’s funny to think that’d just two minutes ago, you’d been smiling, and having no idea what was to ensue.

And now, you were trying to figure out what to do next.

“I’m so sorry.” he whispered into your shirt, “I couldn’t do anything.”

“It’s ok.” you mumbled, “You’ll be ok now.”

He pulled back, “You don’t understand!” he started.

“They said if I didn’t give them what they wanted, they’d take you instead.”

Your heart stopped, “What?”

He nodded.

“I just, I couldn’t lose you.” he started. “You’re the only person that’s truly been there for me.”

You gave him a soft smile. “Denki..”

“I love you.”

You looked up, shocked.

“What?” you asked, eyes opening incredulously.

“I love you.” he repeated. Placing his hand underneath your chin, his lips met yours in a crash of emotion.

You gasped into the kiss. It was soft and sweet.

His tongue glided over your bottom lip, pleading for entrance, and you gladly let him in.

He pushed you flush against the wall, pinning your hands above your head with one hand. While he was fighting for dominance in your mouth, his free hand roamed your back.

You moaned in pleasure as he pulled away.

“I-I love you too.” you started, gasping for breath, “I always have.”

His grin lit up like a christmas tree as a tear rolled down his cheek.

Almost immediately, he came back around with another kiss. His hand still prevented you from moving your arms, but you didn’t mind. His other hand now roamed just your lower back as he pressed closer to you.

You let out another moan as he started to pepper your jawline with kisses, using his free hand to move your head.

You flushed with embarrassment at the lewd sound, but he just hummed with a dangerous smirk.

“Do that again.” he rasped into your ear between kisses, and you tried not to just moan at the sound of his voice.

It wasn’t until he started to nibble at your ear when you let out another moan. Your cheeks flushed yet again.

He purred against your throat, tilting your head back.

“You like that?” he asked huskily, continuing to slowly nibble on your ear.

“Y-yea.” you replied, biting your lip as he hit a sweet spot.

You could feel his smirk against your jawline.

“Again.” he commanded, starting to lick at the shell of your ear.

“Mm..” you groaned, biting back a small moan.

“What did I say?” he growled into your ear. The vibrations against your throat paired with the soft breath past your neck sent a shiver down your spine.

Deciding that was enough there, he slowly moved down to your collarbone, littering your neck with flowering kisses.

He kissed up your collar bone until he reached the dip in the center of your throat.

At this point, you were a panting, sweaty ball of nerves. He looked up at you and smiled softly at your slightly swollen lips, and the hickeys he left behind.

He sighed, letting go of your arms and stepping back a bit to let you calm down.

“Man,” you started once you caught your breath, smiling, “I knew you were a playboy, b-but this?”

He smirked cockily, giving a small glance to your neck before his gaze returned to yours. “What can I say, I’m good at what I do.”

You rolled your eyes, finally feeling a bit of fatigue. You stumbled forwards, and he caught you in his arms.

“Woah.” You breathed out as he laid you softly to the ground, and you stared up at his soft grin.

“-Easy there.” he chuckled, “You should probably get some sleep.”

You nodded, smiling. “Can I stay here for tonight?”

–

It’s funny how things can change in less than an instant. Suddenly, as you laid with Denki in his room, you realized how lucky you were. Lucky to have an amazing guy like him in your life. Lucky to be free.

And you knew that Denki would never be free unless you both had help. So, you both planned to come clean to Principal Nezu, and hoped it worked itself out.

But for now, you just relished in the feeling of safety and love that radiated from him, as you laid protected in his hold.

I guess you could say he was your fairy-tale prince.

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Ok, yeah, I’m a sucker for Denki, he’s my baby

Umm, anyways, lol. Hope you guys enjoyed it! My ask box is always open, and I’ll write almost anything. Obviously the plot will be better than.. whatever the heck this was.. but umm yeah! 

Thanks, and drink some water!

- alice

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Emotional Cheater

All characters are 18+

Shinsou x F! Reader

Bakugou x F! Reader

NSFW and Fluff

This was was suppose to be part of the Virgin! Shinsou series but it slowly became it's own thing. It felt right to have it be it's own thing once we got into the emotional perspective of Shinsou's relationship.

It's more angst at some parts and then we go into "emotional sex"? "Sex without emotions"? Does any of this make sense? I don't know, but it was hot and made me feel really sad. Enjoy!

(This is also in honor of Shinsou's birthday! So, happy birthday to our precious purple insomniac!💜

MINORS DNI

Contains: Some Bakugou action, Pinning Bakugou, Pinning Shinsou, Emotional Cheating, Pegging, Mommy Kink, Sub Bakugou, Sub Shinsou, Dom reader, Jealous Shinsou, Rough Play, A Little Bit Bondage, Mild Female Penetration, Male Penetration, Spanking, Scent Kink, Sex Toys, Dacryphilia, Degradation and Praise Kink, Overstimulation.

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Shinsou was the only thing on your mind most days, his handsome face and deep voice making your heart flutter when ever you hear it. He could make anyone swoon for him just by saying hello. You knew that what you felt for him was more than friendly, it was full blown love at this point. He was nice to you, never made you feel out of place and you did the same for him. You supported him in his journey to join the hero course, telling him that he was going to make a great hero someday and that you would love to help him train. You thought about confessing your attraction to him during your first few years at UA but now on your final year, you thought that having him as a friend was enough or at least the only thing you could've achieved with him. Hell, it's not like you confessing now would do anything considering he was dating someone actively. You didn't want to ruin what you had with him, more like what you used to have with him.

You didn’t see him as much as you used to since he started dating someone. He kind of ignored you or payed attention half of the time when you would hangout together or spoke to him. He was always nose deep in his phone texting his girlfriend. From what he told you she was in the business course, so naturally you didn't know or speak with her at all.

"And Mineta, the disgusting pervert, came up to me and tried taking a look under my skirt! I kicked his ass away from me and got him to stick to the wall at the end of the hallway....Hitoshi?" The both of you were sitting side by side in the school’s cafeteria.

"Huh?" He wasn't even listening to you, why did you ever bother with him? You dropped the smile you had and just continued to eat your lunch. It didn't matter that it was cold, anything to distract you from your supposed "friend" would have done the trick. You finished up and excused yourself to go throw away anything you had left. When you went back, Shinsou was gone. It hurt a lot, he ditched you all the time to be with his girlfriend. You know that your place in his life was just being his friend and nothing more, but he could at least give you some shitty excuse as to why he didn't want to hangout. If he told you that "I can’t come over, i'm fucking my girlfriend." or "Can’t today, i'm going on a date." it would be enough. Something to just help ease the aching in your chest.

You walked back to the 3-A dorms after class. You just wanted to lay in your bed and forget the feeling of sadness that came over you. Once inside your dorm you changed into something more free flowing, a pair of shorts and baggy shirt to keep you comfortable as you sat down with a bucket of ice cream to watch tv. The show was boring and you were halfway into your ice cream, the world just felt better now that you buried your feelings with dessert. Like always, nice moments didn’t really last and you were quickly interrupted by a knocking at your door. You got up from where you were sitting at, placed the ice cream on the table near by, and opened the door to see who it was.

"Oh, hey Todoroki. Do you need something?" It wasn't unusual for Todoroki to come visit you. You would help him with his emotions by using your quirk to create a space were you could both speak for hours and only have seconds pass in normal time. You both were close with each other but that was it. You didn't want more or less with him and he was also content with that.

"I wanted to ask if you'd like to go to the fair. Mina rounded up some of the others and plans on going tonight."

"Tonight? Did she forget we had Snipe sensei grill our asses earlier today?" Todoroki laughed at your comment.

"Mina is definitely not a structured person but even so, her efforts are commendable. So, will you join us?"

"Sure!"

You took a quick shower and got dressed up. You didn't bother adding anything to your outfit but did bring a long your wallet in case anything caught your eye. You headed down stairs and walked to the doors were the Bakusquad was at.

"Great! Everyone is here, lets go!" Mina jumped up and started dragging Uraraka along. Everyone else naturally followed while Bakugo slowed down to walk in pace with you.

"So, how did anyone convince you to join?" You turned to face Bakugo while he directed his eyes towards you.

"I wanted to change things up a little."

"Right? So no more sleeping early like an old man?"

"Shut up." The walk towards the fair grounds was pleasant. Everyone was excited and the mood only improved the closer the group got. Bakugou at some point started holding hands with you, it wasn't uncommon for him to reach out for affection. You were of course, his first. Maybe not his first everything, but you were his first when it came to sex. During his first time, he was blissed out. Nothing was capable of getting him off of you. He held on to you begging to ride him harder with tears cascading out of his eyes. He looked so pretty that way but he always looked pretty so it didn't matter what state he was in.

"Stop thinking, it’s annoying." Bakugou turned his face to you.

"I'm sorry Bakugou. I was just thinking about how pretty you look when i fuck you. Are you down to have a session after the fair?" His face went red after you asked, but you knew that didn't mean he was embarrased about the question but instead that you already knew his answer.

"Fantastic! Let's stick around for a bit and leave early." You dragged him towards the entrance, running to some of the games. You both played and won prizes for each other and went around buying cheap hero memorabilia, on Bakugou’s credit card of course. You were having so much fun that you didn't notice who you were standing in line with in the roller coaster ride.

“Oh hey, Bakugou!” A girl in a blue mini skirt, white blouse and black pullover greated him. You didn’t recognize her but you did recognize the jacket she had on top of her shoulders. It’s was the same one that the person would lend you whenever you forgot your own jacket back at the dorms. It was Shinsous. Your mood dipped but you decided that ignoring the issue as of right now would be better.

After all, you were on a “date”, right?

“Sorry, I’m y/n, Bakugou’s date. And who may you be? I don’t seem to recognize you.” You put on your best fake smile and looked her directly in the eyes. This wasn't you challenging her to knock you down, this was you seducing her to knock her off. You needed to trap her into a false sense of friendship if you wanted to get the answer you craved. To confirm your suspicions.

The girl flustered when you made eye contact and tried introducing herself when an arm came around her shoulders. Shinsou was now standing in front of you with a small teddy bear in his right hand. You weren’t going to waste your time on someone who couldn’t even respect your own. You were not about to give him any attention or acknowledgement. You instead directed yourself back to the girl and leaned into Bakugou’s side.

“Sorry, didn’t catch that.” Bakugou wrapped his own arm around you, pulling you closer to his body. He was warm and relaxed with the whole situation. Didn’t even hesitate to bring you close.

“I’m Mekoto. Shinsou's girlfriend.” Bingo, you got her.

“Oh, nice to meet you! Gotta say, you’re really pretty. Shinsou must feel so lucky to be with such a beautiful person.” Mekoto’s face darkened even more and she proceeded to hide her face in Shinsous chest. She was a flustered mess, exactly like you wanted her to be. You didn’t care about her, your issues weren’t with her either. She looked like a genuine person and it would be a shame to paint her to be something she isn’t. This is about getting back at your ex friend who ditched you for no reason.

“Thank you. Bakugou must feel lucky as well. You’re also very pretty.” She turned to briefly look at you, but immediately averted her eyes from your own. Cute.

“I am.” Bakugou pulled you into a soft kiss instead of the standard hug you both would share. You made it clear to him that kissing in public like this wasn’t allowed because it would send the wrong message. You both weren’t a couple, but for once you were so happy that he broke the rules. This was about selling the point to Shinsou that you didn’t need him. That you could easily replace him like he did with you.

“I didn’t know you two were dating? When did…?” Shinsou was confused. He couldn’t wrap his head around you and Bakugou being an actual couple. An ugly feeling started to bubble inside of him, it made him grip onto Mekoto tighter. The sight of Bakugou kissing you felt wrong but now having to face that his best friend was fucking and dating this asshole made him feel all kinds of wrong. He didn’t like it his at all.

“Yeah, we’ve been together for years now. Since our first year actually.” You turned and hugged Bakugou’s side, wrapping your arms around his waist and pressing your face into his chest. He was warm and smelled of his usual strong cologne, with a hint of coconut. Maybe some undertones of his sweat. You placed small kisses over his covered chest and on his collarbone, making it a spectacle with the slow and loving movements of your lips. You can felt someones eyes on you. Their gaze was hot and you wanted it to burn hotter.

Shinsou honestly couldn't believe this shit, you and this blond bastard had been dating since forever? You never told him about your relationship with Bakugou, you never told him anything involving your love life. Did you not trust him? Was he never as close to you as he thought he was? He told you everything, he told you about who was his first kiss! You said that you weren't seeing anyone when he asked you in your first year, but you mentioned Bakugou being someone who you found attractive. But you also called Shinsou attractive so he thought you meant it in a friendly way. Were you always hiding this from him? When- when did Bakugou get to have you? When did Shinsou lose his chance with you!? What the fuck happened!

"Oh wow, thats so cute!" Mekoto was complety oblivious to the thoguhts that ran ramped in Shinsous head. She was just living in the moment, enjoying meeting another young couple. You in the other hand pulled Bakugou down gently, enough for his ear to reach your mouth.

"Be a good boy for mommy and make an excuse to leave. I think you deserve a reward for the good work you've done today." You whispered into Bakugou's ear. The tips of them turned red but his face concealed the excitement he felt. He nodded to you and directed his unamused face back the other couple.

"Thanks but we have to go." Not even giving a goodbye, Bakugou dragged you away leaving a conflicted Shinsou and a happy Mekoto.

When the two of you made it back to your dorm, you managed to open your door before you used Bakugou to slam it shut again. You presed him up against it and kissed him with a passion that overwhelmed him. He melted into your touch and started to use his hands to move over your body, appreciating it for what it was. He moved his hips towards you, grinding his cowered sex over your pelvis, moaning as you devoured him.

"M-mommy, please." His eyes drooped with lust and lips swollen from the harsh kissing you gave him.

"Please what, Suki?" You were teasing him, temping him to ask for whatever fantasy he wanted to fulfill.

"Please, g-give me p-praise. P-please m-mommy?" You smiled up at him and pushed your hand into his pants.

"Awww, my baby Suki wants praise? Well, you were such a good boy today that i might just do so." You grabbed his twitching cock and moved your hand up and down its length. You were doing this to get him to harden, but you wont lie to yourself, you would love to see him cum in his pants.

"Such a good baby boy, Suki. Pulling me close to you without having me ask you to, being gentle with me. You deserve a reward for your good behavior. So tell, what do you want mommy to give you now?"

"I-i want m-mommy to-to use the viaaAA- vi-brator." You pull your hand out of his pants and gave him a pat on the head. You gave him another kiss but latched onto his bottom lip to drag him to your desk chair. He gave you a playful smile as you did. What an obedient boy he was.

"You're going to be a good boy for mommy and stay still ok?"

"Mo-MOMMYYYY" Bakugou was tied up to your desk chair, his legs were folded up into his chest and tied to the arm rests. His legs shaking in pleasure as the vibrator went up and down in it's intensity. Bakugous stomach was covered in his cum with saliva and sweat making the puddle look larger. He was flushed all over, his pretty cock heads tip red but eager.

"Oh look at that. My baby Suki just came again. Do you want to stop already Suki?" You were reveling in his eagerness. You would never have Shinsou in this position, you'll never get to touch him the same way you got to do with Bakugou, but it was fine. It's not like you two are friends anymore and once next month comes around you'll both be going into the work field. So no matter what you wont have time to deal with him.

"MoAaAAAh- MmAAaammmyyy! P-pLEASE, l-et me c-uuUUUmmm!" For now, you'll make sure your precious Suki comes undone. Maybe if he wasn't too tired or overstimed you could ride him and give him an early graduation present by letting him cum in you.

"Alright, you can cum Suki. You were such a good boy for me today." Bakugou began to sing praises to you. How good of a mommy you were to him and how amazing you make him feel. When he finally came, his legs had red lines over them from the rope rubbing and digging into the skin. His legs wouldn't stop trembling from his multiple orgasms and the cum that his stomach once held was now falling onto chair.

"You were such a good boy Suki. Come here, let mommy take care of you." You untied him, allowing him to extend his legs and relax his overworked muscles. He looked so beautiful like this, milked and soft. You helped him clean up and walked him to your bed so he could lay down and rest fully. Bakugou sat down instead and watched as you went around cleaning up the mess he made.

"T-thanks for t-that," He passed his hand over his mouth wiping away the residual drool that was cascading out of his mouth," I-i really ne-eded t-that."

"Aww, going soft on me Katsuki?" You teased. You both had a great understanding of each other. You made it key to communicate with one another since you both started doing this. Bakugou confessed to you that he had developed feelings for you at some point, wanting to actually date you instead of just fucking around with each other. You told him that you had feelings for Shinsou. That affected him a bit, but he fully understood where you were coming from. From the moment Shinsou started to ditch on you , Bakugou was on you immediately. Asking you if you wanted to go out to lunch, the arcade, fairs, anything really. Part of him did it because he wanted to make you happy and hated seeing you be so bummed out over some shitty guy. The other did it with the intention of having you fall for him. He knew he was being selfish and that this wasn't fair to you, it wasn't right to take advantage of your heartbreak but he wanted to be with you.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." He got up from his place on your bed and started to get dressed as he gave you a playful look.

"Are you sure about that? Hey, you should sit down and relax. Let me take care of you."

"Nah, i'm good. Just going to go take a shower and head to my dorm to sleep. Thanks for this." He gave you a soft smile and a quick peck on the lips before heading out. You knew that he had feelings for you, that this wasn't just an arrangement to him. You felt bad, but you both mutually agreed to do this and to continue. Hopefully he'll realize that you aren't going to return his feelings any time soon.

While you and Bakugou were fucking, Shinsou and Mekoto were also having their fun together. Shinsou had Mekoto in a full nelson, her legs being held up past her head, her tongue sticking out and incapable of pulling it back in. She was lost in pure ecstasy. He hid the both of them in a secluded corner of the fair grounds, pounding in to Mekoto's sopping pussy as he leaned up against a wall.

"H-hito-shiiiii, p-plea-se-."

"Don't fucking call me that slut." Shinsou briefly took one of his arms from holding Mekotos leg and slapped her ass, leaving a red hand print on the pale skin. He didn't like it when she called him Hitoshi. Yeah, they were dating, but he didn't give her permission. Something about hearing Mekoto say his name felt wrong, it wasn't the voice he wanted to hear nor the body he wanted to feel in his arms. It took him some time to figure out what he wanted, why he even started dating Mekoto in the first place.

"Shinsou, you can do it! Come on, get up and try the other technique Aizawa sensei showed you." It was Shinsou's first year at UA. You immediately took him under your wing when you found out that he wanted to join the hero course. You saw how much he wanted to pursue it, so you went hard on him during your training sessions. You punched him hard and manhandled him no matter what day it was. You weren't going to go easy on him just because he wasn't in the hero course.

Shinsou honestly had no complaints. He genuinely didn't understand why his face would get all red when you would yank at his hair and knee him in the gut. He didn't enjoy the pain he received but he found it...hot how you held so much power. He guessed maybe he was into the dynamic of someone as powerful as you throwing him around like a rag doll. He didn't know, but what he did know is that he really liked you.

Some nights he would dream of the two of you. It ranged from a variety of different things but most of them held the same theme. It was only the two of you. Together. The more innocent dreams were of the two of you cuddling, his face next to yours and with your arms around him. The both of you whispering sweet nothings and sharing kisses with one another. The amount of disappointment he felt when he would wake up in the morning without you next to him was overwhelming. He felt guilty when he would see you the next day. He fantasized about you and would tell himself to stay away in order to calm down, but he couldn't. He would always come back to you, every single time, for more fuel to add to his already burning inferno.

"Sh-ins-ooOOOO." Mekoto was moaning her head off as he moved her up and down his cock. He got distracted daydreaming that he didn't realize he already made her come again. He didn't feel like cumming any more, so he just slammed into her to get her off.

"Shut up! If someone finds us you'll be known as an A grade slut. Come on Mekoto, do you really want that?" He bit her ear and tugged onto it. Mekoto moaned even louder and started panting like a bitch in heat. He felt bad, for her again. She thought that Shinsou was fucking her because he loved her, because he wanted her. He never really did to begin with, she was his replacement for the person that he actually wanted but was never going to get.

"Ooooh, SHIINSSSOOOOUUUU!" Mekoto reached her orgasm while Shinsou was no where near his own. Her legs tremble in his arms. She turned her head around and begged him to kiss her. He leaned forward and kissed her like he loved her. He really did feel guilty.

A week went by since the fair incident, but things weren't the same like before. Shinsou wasn't distracted by his phone anymore and he no longer left without warning. He was present. Way to present for someone who a week ago was madly in love with his girlfriend. You weren't bothering with starting any interactions with him, you mostly spend your day ignoring him by talking with others. You thought he would take the hint, you wanted nothing to do with him, but he apparently made it his goal to butt into every conversation you had that day.

"Thats so cool y/n! I didn't know that the Shishido agency-"

"Say Midoriya, do you think you could help me out with something quirk related?" Shinsou again interrupted your conversation. You have no idea what got into him but he was only doing it to you apparently. Once lunch rolled around it seemed like you could escape him and sit down somewhere populated, maybe if you sat next to Bakugou it would save you from having to deal with him. You got your food and walked towards Bakugous table, unfortunately the table was completely full leaving you with no other choice but to find somewhere else.

"Hey! Y/n!" The voice of the person you dreaded the most spoke out to you. The bitter feeling came back again. Who the fuck did he think he was to trying and speak to you after literal months of ditching you? You ignored the voice and kept walking till you reached the entrance of the cafeteria. You weren't going to stay there and feel invisible, feel toyed with.

You made it to the library and placed your tray down on the floor. You found a little secluded corner that granted you privacy and the ability to peek at people as they walked around. But it wasn't enough, Shinsou found you.

"Hey, Y/n. How are- hey!" You got up from the floor and walked past him. It still hurt. He's now, all of sudden paying you attention after months of being pushed aside. His girlfriend was lucky. What you wouldn't do to have a guy like him pay all of his attention on you.

"I'm talking to you. Stop. Please."

"For what." You stopped walking and turned to face him. Your face gave away everything that you felt. Anger, what else could you feel after your closest friend who you were in love with throws you away.

"I need to talk to you."

"Talk to me? Oh, like how i needed to talk to you all those months ago? Or how about last week, hmm? Talk to me. Fuck off." You turned to leave again but was stopped by Shinsou's hand on your wrist.

"I-i know, im sorry. I should have been a better...friend. Please, can we talk in private?"

"About what?"

"That's why im asking to talk in private. I cant tell you here or now." You wanted to embarrass him. Make him feel like shit in public just like how he did.

The two of you agreed to meet at your dorm room later tonight to talk about whatever Shinsou needed. You just wanted answers as to why he left you. You knew why but it wasn't enough. There had to be more.

Night fell and the two of you met up at your dorm room.

"Are you going to let me inside?"

"No." The both of you were standing outside your dorm room while Shinsou stood in the hall.

"Just- just let me inside. I can't talk to you about this out here." Shinsou hissed. He was trying to keep his voice down, it was the middle of the night and everyone was sleeping, but he was getting frustrated with you because you wouldn't let him inside your dorm.

"Tell me why you want to talk to me and then we'll go inside." You were stubborn but you were willing to compromised, you still fucking liked him and it was killing you how much you were willing to do for him even when he wasn't considerate of you.

"I...it's about Mekoto and I."

"Ok?" Shinsou inhaled and looked you directly in the eyes.

"Mekoto and I broke up. Well, i broke up with her." So that was it. He wanted comfort from you? Why would he think that you would comfort him after he ditched you?

"Again, ok? How is this my problem?"

"Can i please come in and explain?!" Shinsou was starting to get desperate. He needed to spill everything out to you.

"...fine." You moved to the side and allowed him to walk into your dorm room. The moment you closed the door to your room, Shinsou was on you. He pulled you into him and started rambling off about this or that, never truly stopping for breath.

"Shi-Shinsou, stop. Breath." You pushed him away from you. You didn't miss the sad look Shinsou had to him. He grabbed on to your hand and caressed it. He wanted to touch you, wanted to know that you were actually there. He wanted to do more with you.

"Yeah, sorry. I'm a bit of a mess right now." He squeezed your hand and continued.

"Mekoto is not my girlfriend anymore. I broke up with her a few days ago."

"Thats unfortunate." You moved away from him, taking your hand back. So he truly wanted you to comfort him. What a fucking dick.

"Yeah, it is. Can you please listen to me?"

"Listen to you? Listen to you? If you want comfort go to someone else. I'm not your friend, remember. You ditched me, go find someone else to fucking listen to you!" You walked towards your door to open it and push Shinsou out but he beat you to it. He slammed you against the door and held on to you.

"Please, don't kick me out. I'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry." He began to cry and tremble as he held on to you. Shinsou lost his chance with you and now you were going to kick him out of your life completely. He realized he ignored you, that he replaced you. He used Mekoto as an outlet for his pining. He was such a shitty person who played with the emotions of others in order to make up for the lack of romantic interest he received from you.

"What do you mean "break up"! Did this mean nothing to you!" Mekoto grabbed onto his forearm, nails digging into him. She was desperate to keep him with her. He was her first and in her mind, he was going to be her only. She planned out their futures together, everything, absolutely everything she ever did and wanted to do was going to be with him. And here he was, leaving her.

"Mekoto, please. Our relationship wasn't good, it felt wrong at times-"

"I-I FUcking let you cum inside me y-you dick!!! I let you touch me like no-one else did before!"

"Mekoto, please-"

"STOP! PleaSE STOP!! We were good together, perfect! I gave you my first...everything and now YOU WANT TO GO?! Hitoshi-"

"Don't call me that."

"WHY!? Why did you never let me call you by your name?! You call me by mines!?" He was everything to her so why...

"There...theres someone else." In that moment her world shattered. She wanted everything with him, but he never wanted the same thing with her.

"who." It wasn't question, it was a demand. Who was the unlucky person who captured Shinsou's attention. Why. Fucking who?

"...don't worry about it."

"I don't care, just tell me who it is so i can avoid the both of you."

"I didn't sleep with them. I'm just stupid and...they were never going to reciprocate my feelings. So i started dating you thinking that...maybe...she would... oouuuugggghhh. I really don't know what i thought what would happen."

"alright, well you can tell her that i wish her the best."

"huh?"

"it's an unfortunate reality to have to deal with you."

"Please...please don't kick me out... please y/n, please." You didn't mean to look at him as he cried to you, but you couldn't help it. He was hanging on to you, begging for you to answer back at him. You couldn't help but tear up a little. This was the guy you were pinning for since your first year at UA. Since you got to speak with him and truly see him as himself. That fucking smile that he gave you that made you heart skip a beat.

You grabbed his arm and pulled him up. He'd fallen onto his knees as he begged, his legs giving out under him from the overwhelming wave of emotions he was facing.

"please..." You sighed and closed the semi opened door, locking it.

"Get up and sit on the bed." He stood and walked over to your bed, the entire time his legs threatening to collapse under him again. You were willing to listen to him which was good enough for him. Once he sat down he grabbed one of your pillows and held it up to his chest. You hadn't given him any reassurance. He needed you. Is this how Mekoto felt as he just told her that it wasn't working out?

"Alright, here." You handed him a tissue box.

"Now spill it out." He inhaled deeply again and finally opened up.

"I dated Me- i used Mekoto as a way to deal with my own feelings." He gulped down the saliva that built up in his mouth. His eyes red and brimming with tears. If the situation was different, you would've have said that he looked pretty crying his eyes out for you. But you don't have him tied up begging for you to fuck him.

"I-i didn't mean- to use her like that and- fuck! I'm-" He struggled to spill it out. He needed to or he'll forever need to shut up and live with the fact he never told you.

"Goddamn it! Y/n, i love you. I love you! I love- please..." He held on to you again, He gripped onto you hard. Your wrist now bearing his hand print. You couldn't help but cry at the scene in front of you. The boy you had pinned for was now confessing his undying love to you at the same time he confessed to have broken his ex's heart. This wasn't how you wanted to get back at him, you didn't mean for Mekoto to end up heartbroken and miserable. That wasn't the point of having Bakugou help you play your game.

"No you don't."

"I DO! Please, Y/n. I can't i...i'm sorry, i fucked up severely and seeing you with fucking- with Baku- just- i couldn't deal with it." You didn't want to deal with this anymore. It was to much. You used your quirk to calm him down and had him fall asleep. You needed time to think about all of this. An escape would be useful right now.

When morning came Shinsou was alone in his room, almost like the events of last night hadn't happened at all. The only thing that made him feel assured that what he did last night actually happened was the weight that he felt on his back and head. His eyes felt heavier than usual and he could feel the stiffness of the tear tracks on his face. He lost you, what else is he suppose to do now.

"Mommmyyyyy...please..." You had Bakugou bouncing on your strap on as you increase the vibrations on the vibrating cock ring. His nipples were perked and a rosy red with his hands tied up.

"Does baby boy like bouncing on mommy’s cock?"

“Yeeeeeesssss~” You didn’t stay in your dorm last night but instead at Bakugous. You asked him if you could sleep in his room, which he happily agreed to do, and dragged you to his bed to cuddle with you. He was always cuddly after sex but in that moment he viewed this as a small victory. You came to him for comfort and safety.

“M-momm-yyyyy uuahnhhh, s-toooop thin-kking!” You regained focus and slammed your hips into Bakugous greedy hole. You pulled in and out at a brutal pace causing Bakugou to roll his eyes into the back of his skull. You made Bakugou stick his tongue out like a good little slut as you placed nipple clamps on him and yanked at the leash around his neck. You forced him to come closer to you, licking his tongue when he was finally in reach.

“Such a good boy! You deserve a prize. Do you want your prize, Suki?"

"YYEEEEEESSSSSS! PLEASEEEE MOOOOMMMYYYY!" You pulled on the leash again, wrapping it around your hand, and kissed him.

"Good boy." You picked up your legs and placed your feet flat on the bed. With the new leverage you started to slam your hips upwards into Bakugous hole, causing him roll his eyes back and twitch on top of you. His cries were stuck in his throat, incapable of being let out because of the pleasure that he was receiving from his abused prostate. The light seeping into the room from the gap in the curtains wrapped over both of your bodies. Bakugou appeared like a greek god, Apollo to be specific. Falling gracefully from the pleasure you were giving him.

You ran your free hand over this muscular body, caressing the dips in between each of the planes. It was a loving gesture, one that Bakugou couldn't stop relishing in. You looked at him like he defined your life, like you loved him. He pretended that just for a moment you truly did feel the same way as him. That you wanted to spend the rest of forever with him. He started crying, you looked so beautiful with the streaks of sunlight hitting your face. The way it illuminated your features and made you look ethereal.

"PpppleeeeaaaaAAAASsseeee aaaAAAAAAghhhh." He knew that the more he did this with you, the more he allowed you to fuck him senseless and made him feel weightless, the more you gave him the more he would fall into this delusion of love. He grabbed the hand that was roaming his body and intertwined his own with yours. He leaned forward, his back relaxing from the arched position it was in. Your hips still bucking into him making him blink causing the tears in his eyes to slip down his face.

You both were lost in your sex fueled haze that you didn't notice the time. Classes had already started and everyone was on a move on. Once the two of you finished, Bakugou wanted nothing but to stay in his dorm to rest. You told him that he could stay if he wanted and you could cover by saying that he'd gotten sick the night prior. He thanked you for the help and you left to the showers.

The women's bathroom was eerily silent, usually you would find music playing and idle chit chat. Since everyone was already in class, you were left to do as you wish in the large space. You began to undress, washing yourself before going into a shower stall. You weren't paying attention to your surroundings when you all of a sudden felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around your waist.

"Bakugou, i thought you were-" You turned around to look at Bakugou, but he wasn't the person wrapping themselves around you.

"So thats where you went." Shinsou looked at you with bloodshot eyes. He wasn't angry, no, the expression was more sad than anything else.

"I don't know why i thought i had a chance with you. You were always strong and powerful, makes sense you're attracted to someone like that as well." He didn't move and he made no effort to let go. Instead, he held onto you with an even tighter grip. He placed his nose on the top of your head and inhaled.

"What? Shinsou, let go. I'm not the mood to deal with you." You always dreamed of this. Having him hold you and show you affection in an intimate level, this was suppose to be it.

"Please...please tell me if you and Bakugou are a thing. If you are, then i'll never bother you again."

"Whats this really about? No normal friend would barge into the bathroom to ask a stupid question." he pulled back a little and looked you dead in the eyes.

"I thought i made it clear that i don't care about this as a "friend". I want more with you." He leaned down, the gab between your faces barely existing.

"I need to know."

"Why?"

"Because i don't want to ruin your happiness even if i wished it were with me." You both looked at each other. His eyes drooped while he looked at your lips.

"We aren't a thi-" He didn't let you finished. He closed the gap and kissed you feverishly. You'd think he had experience but the reality was he never truly kissed Mekoto. He didn't want that connection. Kissing felt too personal to him, but Mekoto begged to kiss him during their first time. He wanted this with you, a kiss that showed that he wanted you. The fact that you were naked didn't matter to him, he wasn't after some quick fuck with you. He wanted something long term.

"Please. Please let me be yours..." He was asking so sweetly, it was made your stomach churn.

"Alright, you can be mine Shin-"

"Hitoshi, please let me hear you say Hitoshi." Such a good boy, begging for you already. Making demands.

"Hitoshi, Toshi. My Toshi."

"Yours." You pulled him in for another kiss and had him walk into the shower stall with you. He was fully clothed, his shoes leaving dirty track marks as he walked in with you. He was desperate to find you that he didn't bother changing into slippers when he entered the dorms.

You turned on the water, making sure it was warm enough for comfort but not enough to burn. He wouldn't let go of you and kissed you even as he lost his breath. He wanted to keep that connection with you, not caring that he was getting wet in the process.

"You- look- cute- stop." You laughed as he parted away from you looking like a puppy who's owner just scolded at it.

"Your hair looks so cute like this." You lovingly ran your fingers threw his hair, scratching his scalp causing him to purr.

"My cute kitten." He shivered at the name. He pulled away again, gently pulling at his now flattened wet hair.

"You like it like this?"

"Yep." He looked at you and smiled. His eyes full with so much adoration it was difficult not to kiss him again. You didn't need to speak, he would do and follow anything you asked from him. He wanted everything you were willing to give. He just wanted to be with you.

"Don't change anything just to please me. Don't force yourself to do anything you don't want to do, ok kitten?"

"Yeeees." Shinsou slurred his words. The scratching of his scalp mixed with the hand that managed to make it inside of this pants was driving him insane.

"Mommy, please let me service you." He knelt down and allowed the water to hit his back. He grabbed your hips and pulled you towards his mouth. The first time he tasted you sent him. He's fully aware that your sex wouldn't taste or smell like cotton candy or roses but you were still amazing. You tasted so well it made him crave for more. He parted your labia and licked at you. You tasted great, so great that he buried his entire face in. He wanted to be closer, he didn't want to lose a single drop of the fluids you produced.

"Good boy Toshi. Why don't you stuck your tongue inside." He gladly lowered himself even more to reach your entrance and slowly introduced his tongue inside of you. The wet muscle moved around inside of you with fever. It felt amazing and with the amount of moaning he was doing, it only cause the vibrations to turn you on even more.

"Good kitten! haaAAAaaahhhhh." You grabbed the back of his head and pushed him closer to you. He clearly was losing his breath but he wasn't going to stop willingly. If he had to go, what better way than in between your legs.

You came and he drank all of your release. He rubbed your clit gently, helping you through your orgasm. Your legs shook violently and nearly caused you to fall onto the tiled floor. Shinsou held you up and carried you back to your dorm. Once there he tried to grab a towel to dry you off but you had other plans.

"Kitten. Get on the bed on all fours." He went to your bed but before he could do what you asked him to, you were already behind him pushing him down.

"Ass up." He slowly raised his ass but it wasn't quick enough. You slapped him, hard, leaving a hand print on his butt.

"I said ass up kitten." You hissed out.

"S-ssoorrryyy mommyyyy." You took the strap on that was closest to you and put it on.

"Have you ever used your fingers kitten?"

"Y-yyyyeess mommy."

"Alright, i'm not going to prep you but i will go slow at first." You lubed up the dildo and lined yourself to his entrance. He closed his legs together which wasn't going to do for you.

"Open up your legs!" You hit him again, this time on the upper thigh.

"O-ookAAAAAyyy!" He parted his legs now allowing you to see his cock hang in between them. He was thick and bit above average. You liked that he didn't hesitate to show himself to you.

You grabbed the strap and slowly pressed it into his star shaped hole.

"You ready kitten?"

"y-yeee-" You slammed your hips into him causing him to momentarily see white. He felt so full. The strap was big, bigger then any of the toys he bought for himself or the once Mekoto used on herself when he wouldn't get her off. It felt heavy inside of him but he also adored that it filled him up and reached beyond the point his own toys would get to.

"M-mmooo-mmy, m-mmyy s-to-mmach." He used his left arm to support himself as he used the other to touch his abdomen. He could feel a small bulge there and he began to croon. He loved it. He loved being so full of his mommy's cock.

"Awww, does my Toshi have a bulge in his tummy? Does he want mommy to fuck him full?" He nodded his head hurried and pushed back against you, almost if asking for you to go ahead and destroy his insides.

He was a moaning wreck underneath you. He took your cock like a good kitten, begging for more of it no matter how may times he's already came. You were now "balls deep" inside him, helping him milk out his most recent orgasm.

"You did so well, maybe you should get something extra for all of your effort." You pulled out of him, leaving him whimpering from the loss of fullness inside of his body.

"W-wha-t dooo y-yyouu m-me-an?" His eyes immediately widened when you turned him over and pushed him backwards onto the bed. His back was flat on the mattress with his legs apart and cock laying on top of his stomach. His cum was smeared all over his abdomen, the muscles creating this pretty scene of cascading cum trailing from above his belly button to the tip of his cock.

"I'm going to give you a grand finally to our "honeymoon" Toshi." He watched as you used your fingers to spread your pussy open, fingers wet with your own release. You were on top of him, lining yourself up with his cock to take him inside of you.

“F-fuck! Momm-yy, plea-se!” You plunged yourself on him, taking in everything he had. You saw stars as you started to bounce on his cock while Shinsou laid there gasping for air. You were so warm and inviting, tight. Everything was so perfect but he could already feel himself getting close to his end. He wanted to last longer for you. You were clearly having the best time if your life taking him in and out of you at a violent pace, but he just couldn’t keep up.

“M-momm-y. I’m go-nnnnaaaaAaaaa c- cum!”

“Then d-don it! Cum f- for me Toshi!” He came inside of you, grabbing you tightly by the hips and pulling you down onto him. He gasped and choked for air, you knocked so much out of him it was magnificent. Shinsou desperately searched for your hand as his back arched, wanting to pull you closer. Once he did, he held you in his arms as his hips twitched and buckled into your soaked pussy.

“I l-love you. I love you. I love you.” He chanted in your ear over and over again. It wasn’t how he would say it to Mekoto. When he spoke to you, he would say it softly, gentle even. Like he wanted you to truly believe him. Believe fully that his affection was true and genuine. With Mekoto, he would say it as she rode him in the backseat of his car, there was no emotion other then the lust for the actions they were both participating in. Here, he was telling you his deepest secret. He was yours to have and keep. To destroy if you so wanted to.

“I know…I-“ You took your time to breath in and out. Trying to get your air intake back to normal before continuing.

“I love you too.” Shinsous eyes filled with new tears. His chest started to shake as he pulled you closer to him, his grip firm around your body.

“Thank you…I promise to be the best boyfriend to you. The best…anything you want me to be.” He’s cried to you before. The menial things in life to the bigger events such as him transferring into the hero course. He’s always comes to back to you. Not because he’s dependent of you, but because you’re everything he’s ever wanted. His other half.

You both stayed together, bodies still connected and hands interlaced with one another’s. You both didn’t care about the world around you or the what would come later on after this moment was broken. You were both one. No longer friends but more then that. Both of you vowing to fight for each other no matter what. Your futures have never looked brighter.

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[universallychaoticpan]

Shut up before we get caught

denki x reader

With a clang, the metal serving bowl fell to the floor, and, because it was two in the goddamn morning, of course it was incredibly loud, rolling around on the floor before coming to a stop. You raised your eyes sharply to your boyfriend, who grinned sheepishly at you as you scoffed.

"Shut up, dummy, we're gonna get caught!"

"Oh calm down," he replied with his trademark smile, "Aizawa sleeps like a rock surrounded by twenty hyper teenagers, all with quirks blazing. We'll be fine."

(You were not fine, just a floor up Aizawa had woken up and was staring tiredly at his ceiling, concluding it wasn't worth it to go down and scold you since you had the day of the next day.)

Quietly, or as quietly as you could manage when you were sneaking around with Denki Kaminari, the two of you walked back to his room, dumping your hoard of treasures on the massive pile of blankets you'd stolen for the occasion. Letting yourself fall into the mountain of fluff, you let out a contented sigh as you felt your body relax all the way down to the tips of your toes. That was, until you heard your boyfriend take a running start before flinging himself on top of you, causing you to yelp in surprise as he landed hard, partially on the floor and of course, partially on you. You groaned in mock pain, rolling him off of you before dramatically taking heavy breaths, chest heaving as you reached towards the ceiling.

"I'm wounded," you panted, wincing like you saw the characters in the awful action movie you'd just finished do. "I don't think I'll make it back."

"Y/n, my love, hold on, please hold on, you're gonna be ok."

He took your hand as you slowed your breathing, barely containing the urge to burst out laughing as you spoke you 'last words.'

"Tell...my boyfriend....that HIS DAMN ELBOW IS BRUISING UP MY RIB CAGE-"

At this, you finally lost your composure, the two of you falling over each other as you laughed madly. That was until, with tears in your eyes, you shut up when you heard Bakugo practically pounding the door down, giggling as he yelled at the two of you to 'shut the hell up before he blasts down the door and makes you.'

Welp. There goes your hopes on not getting caught tonight.

#denki x reader #denki kaminari x reader #denki x femreader #denki x male reader #denki x gnreader #mha x reader #mha #bnha #my hero academia x reader #boku no hero academia

[rekiilysm]

Period

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

⇨ 「pairing— katsuki bakugo x fem!reader」

⇨ 「summary— you have really bad cramps, so your amazing and loving boyfriend does everything he can to help you feel better.」

⇨ 「warnings— none, just fluff」

⇨ 「word count— 0.7k」

you walk into your boyfriend’s dorm with a blanket wrapped around you. currently, you were on your period, and you just wanted love and someone to destroy your uterus. (not in a kinky way tho, you wanted someone to get rid of the piece of shit).

he’s laying on his bed looking at his phone, but looks up when he sees you walking into the room.

“katsuki?” you ask and he sits up and sets his phone down.

“yes y/n?” he said, confused as to why you had a blanket covering everything but your face.

“can you do me a favor?” you ask looking down. he replies with a ‘sure’ and you look up with a devilish look on your face. “can you.. burn my uterus to a crisp?” you cock your head to the side and he looks at you dumbfounded.

“w-what?” he says taken aback from your request.

you look at him with pleading eyes and cry out, “PLEASE TAKE AWAY THE PAIN!!” (𝗵𝗲𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝘄𝗶𝗳𝘁- 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗮𝘆)

he looks at you and then realizes why your asking such odd requests. he frowns and gets up. he walks over to you and engulfs you into a hug.

he cups his hands on you face and lightly kisses your four head. when he pulls back, he sees tears starting to form in your e/c eyes. he wipes them away with his thumb and kisses you on your lips.

“i’m sorry love. i’ll get you some painkillers and your favorite snacks, okay? and then we can cuddle and i’ll heat you up.” he says and you nod your head.

he lets go of you and walks over to his closet. he pulls out one of his hoodies and sets it on the bed. you raise your eyebrow, confused that he didn’t just hand it to you.

he pulls off the hoodie he was in and hands it over to you. “here. this one is still warm from me, so i thought you’d like this one better.” he says and you smile.

“thank you, katsu.” you quietly say and he smiles. he puts on the other hoodie and walks into the bathroom. he walks back out with advil in his hand and gives it to you.

you take it from his hand and grab a water bottle on his nightstand. you take the medicine and set the water back down on the table.

“i’ll be right back,” katsuki says before walking out the door. you nod and tug on the blanket tighter around you while you wait for him to come back.

about ten minutes later, you’re laying on his bed on your stomach. you blanket is still over your aching body, giving you warmth.

you hear the door open and someone walking in. you don’t bother to look up, knowing who it was.

“i’m back, baby.” katsuki says with snacks in his arms. you look up and see how many snacks your boyfriend got you. “i didn’t know what you were in the mood for, so i got everything i knew you liked.” he chuckled and set the snacks down in a tub by his bed.

you look at him in awe and smile, “you didn’t have to get me everything.”

“i know, but i wanted you to have what you wanted.” he says and scratches the back of his neck.

“thank you, spikey.” you softly smirk at him and he rolls his eyes playfully.

“i’ll let it slide this time, but STOP CALLING ME THAT!” he yells in frustration and you giggle. he looks at you and smiles, “feeling any better?”

“yeah a little bit. still hurts, but not as bad.” you say and he nods. he walks over to the side of the bed and looks down at you.

“move, dumbass.” he states before pulling back the covers. you get under them and curl up, facing the wall.

he gets under the covers, pulling them back up when he got situated. he pulled you close to him, wrapping his arms around your waist. you feel his body start to heat up as he nuzzles his face into your neck.

“i love you, baby.” he mumbles into your neck, tickling your skin and you giggle.

“i love you too, spikey.” you reply, holding back a laugh.

“HEY!”

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#katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugou #mha #bnha #xreader #bakugo #katsuki #katsuki bakugo x y/n #bakugo x y/n #bakugo x you #period #mha oneshot #bnha oneshots #femreader #bakugo x female reader

[theyscreamjade]

Also, sorry if my request came off as "demanding" if you don’t feel like writing it that’s totally fine. 💜

Don’t Change Who You Are.

Let’s continue ~, YALL REALLY THOUGHT ID LEAVE YOU ON A CLIFFHANGER?!

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You arrived at the café where you’d usually meet a group of your friends before work. After seeking help from Neoma and a few recommendations from Mina as well, your whole demeanor changed. You no longer trained as hard, wore black or even baggy clothes, your attitude changed as well. You were no longer angry at the little things, or as cocky as you’d normally be during battles.

You walked into the café, holding a purse in your hand that held your boyfriend’s lunch and a few other things. You wore a tight pink dress with beige heels along with a fluffy jacket from the cold weather.

Upon the first reaction, Jade was quick to drop her jaw along with her phone. Kirishima soon followed before the whole table looked at you with astonishment. “.....What’s wrong?” You asked, worried.

“What the fuck are you wearing?” Jade asked, looking at you up and down. “It’s a dress...” you replied. Jade quickly snapped her head to Neoma and glared at her. “I’m gonna kick your ass..” “What?! Why?!” She cried out. “Yeah, Why Jade?!” You asked, looking at her confused.

“Because you were fine the way you are!” She said, looking back towards you. “I kind of like the new you,” Denki said before getting a charger plug popped into his mouth. “I don’t mind the change honey, I’m always all about it. This is just to...get someone’s attention but you already have.” She explained as you sat down.

“Then why is he so busy with that skank then? She’s been overstaying her welcome and it’s pushing me past my limit.” You confessed, anger boiling inside you.

“Have you thought to even confide in him?” Symphony signed, curiously before she sipped her smoothie. “I don’t do confining... it makes me feel weak.” You told them as Symphony sighed softly.

She pulled out her phone and typed quickly before playing an automated voice. “TELL HIM, HOW YOU FEEL!! HES A BLIND HOTHEAD YOU KNOW?!” Siri said before she looked back.

“I second that with Symph, Why didn’t you just talk to him? Tell him how you feel because he’s just going to keep doing it.” Jade soon added, looking at you.

You sighed and looked at the small group of people and a bird before you decided to give in. You needed to release some of this pent-up anger. After ordering a drink for the road, everyone soon started walking towards the main headquarters. It was time for the weekly meeting to talk about any new villains, what to watch out for, and others. Some would watch through their phones or laptop and others were able to just arrive at the large building.

When you walked in, everyone paused to look at you. It wasn’t even like you, while others stared, others began to mumble a bit. You recognized the spiky hair from a mile away as your legs began to move to him.

You were almost there when you spotted a white heeled boot, clock in beside before he turned around. You swayed your hips like Mina instructed and stood close to him. “Hey Baby~,” you said in a teasing tone. His eyebrow was raised immediately before he asked. “What the hell are you wearing?” He asked, confused.

“You like it? It’s a dress..” you said, smiling before you handed him his lunch you made for him. “I brought you lunch, I hope y-“

“Oh, I already brought him lunch. Don’t worry about it, I’m sure you’d like to keep it.” The girl commented as your grip tightened. “Considering, he’s my boyfriend and all. I was hoping. He’d like to take mine, I know how much he loves his spicy curry.” You responded, trying to keep your anger together.

“I could’ve sworn that he was sin-“ gravity suddenly dropped as Jade quickly made a shield around everyone. “He’s not single, you fucking skank.” You finally said as she glared towards you.

“How sad, I guess you're acting like me just to get his attention. If he’s yours? Why would you try to be like me?!” She asked, stepping back as she activated her quirk. Those were fighting stances, you didn’t care what she said. She activated her quirk and got into a stance. You shoved the lunch into Neoma’s hand and made a jump for it as Bakugo caught you mid-air.

“Okay. Guys, let’s take a deep breath and calm down.” Neoma began to suggest as the sidekick rolled her eyes. “We can start by you shutting up.” She responded before everyone paused. “Oh shit.” Symphony signed, her eyes growing big.

“Why don’t we have a chat?” Jade suggested, grabbing the girl by her costume. “I’m going to teach you a few lessons about relationships and how you talk to Pro-Hero’s, you fucking sidekick.” She said, trying to hide her obvious annoyance while dragging her away. The group soon followed, trying to relax the angel-like hero from committing a huge sin...like murder.

Bakugo snatched you away from the large crowd and shut you both in a closet nearby. It was a large storage closet full of old things and cleaning supplies. “What the hell is up with you?” He asked, looking down at you.

That question alone, made your blood boil. “WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH ME?! WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH YOU?!” You screamed. “YOUVE BEEN PRANCING AROUND THIS BITCH WITH THAT SLUT ON YOUR FUCKING BACK 24/7! YOU HAVENT BEEN WITH ME IN TWO FUCKING WEEKS! AND EVERYTIME I TRY TO TALK TO YOU, ITS IVE GOTTA TRAIN HER THIS! AND I GOTTA WORK THAT! ALL THE FUCKING TIME! NOT ONLY THAT, COULD YOU SUGGEST TO THE BITCH TO GET SOME FUCKING BOUNDARIES?! SHES ALL OVER YOU AND ITS PISSING ME THE FUCK O-“ you gasped softly, feeling your body pinned against the locked door.

“You’re so fucking hot when you’re jealous..” he grunted, a smirk forming on his face and a hardened bulge in his costume. You took a glance down to his pants before looking into his eyes, grabbing his shirt as you kissed him deeply.

His hands slammed against the door while you snatched the stupid dress from your body, breaking the zipper in the process. You had your costume here in the lockers so you could always just simply change here. Anger, jealousy, and lust swirled together made the room feel tense yet that tension was being released at the same time.

Your leg was lifted to his hip as his hand snaked to your ass, your arms wrapped around his neck while he bit and sucked your spot on your neck. Your head touched the door as his slams made the door shake.

Your moans gracefully slipped out without hesitation, you wanted her to hear just what he could do to you that she couldn’t have. You had to make sure she heard you.

Your noses touched each other as you and he stared into each other’s eyes, a smirk forming from your lips. “You’re such a show-off, babe, ~” he growled softly, pounding you harder, his grip getting tighter. “And you’re all fucking mine..” you responded to him, scratching his back.

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“Hey? Where’s Kacchan and Y/N?” Deku asked, looking around the room curiously. “They’re here, just not in here,” Jade explained, smiling innocently.

“That’s strange. I’ll go l-“ “I WOULDNT DO THAT..” she said quickly, standing up. “Why not, what are they doing?” Deku asked, curiously as Denki snickered softly.

“They’re having lunch. Bakugo wanted to have sandwiches so they went somewhere to make some.” Kirishima explained as Symphony slapped her head in annoyance.

“Why on e-“ “FUCK IT, I HAVE A SIDEKICK LOCKED IN MINETA’S APARTMENT!” Jade screamed as Deku paused. “What?!” He screamed as Ochacko stood up.

“Why did you put her there?!” Mina asked as Sero couldn’t help but laugh at the hilarious scene in his head. “He’s single, she’s single and desperate. I made a match in heaven.” Jade explained. “What the hell am I going to do with you...Let’s just begin.” Deku said, walking towards the projector.

A loud moan echoed from the hallway while Jade acted as if she was yawning. Neoma walked from the bathroom as Jade suddenly yelled at her. “Ah! There’s my bag!” Jade said as Neoma yelled. “I’m coming! I’m coming!” over your voice.

The one thing no one could block out that even Deku heard, was the infamous name of the hero that was getting you to your blissful climax.

“DYNAMIGHT!”

#why do i always do this #i need heeeeelp #bnha bakugo x reader #bnha bakugo katsuki #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo imagine #bakugo x black reader #bnha bakugou #mha bakugou #mha x reader #mha femreader #im gonna go pray now. #ive done something #bakugo #dynamite #boom goes the dynamite

[frostbitten-tales]

Just a Little Chunk of Hope... (Keigo Takami x Fem!Reader.)

Angst, Slow burn, Possibly a little bit of x Dabi but it’s ultimately Hawks. Depressive Episodes, Anxiety attacks, Unhealthy coping / relationship. 

CH. 1 / ?   |    word count:  3,588

                           WE ONLY ATTACK OURSELVES.

Keigo knew things were going to be different. He didn’t expect it to be like this though… Golden orbs glance in her direction, locked on her back, watching as she shifts from one foot to the other while her focus stays on the sizzling bacon on the pan.. Keigo rests his chin in the palm of his hand, wings curling ever so slightly. He’s noticed a change in her routine lately…

Every morning she’d wake up an hour before him, get out of bed, shower, and then return in his arms. She always smelled of pumpkin spice, a scent he came to love and adore. But now she lingers in silk sheets, face hidden in pillows, hair tangled in endless knots from her tossing & turning at night. He notices every time he gets up to place sweet kisses upon her shoulders; she hides her face more and more… When he whispers words of encouragement into her ear, words of love and adoration; the cheerful squeals and giggles have decreased and are now met with little hums of acknowledgement. Keigo questioned her one night when he had the day off and she stayed in bed.

“Are you feeling alright, baby?” He asks so gingerly, a hand coming to rest on her shoulder that pokes out from beneath the comforter. He peeks over to see the dark circles below her eyes, how chapped her lips are… how her gaze is locked on the window to the cloudy skies.

“Just a little sick, don’t worry.” She responds without hesitation, voice only slightly hoarse as she doesn’t turn to meet his gaze like she always does. “With some rest, I’ll be okay.” She tries to reassure him, but it does little.

“Maybe I can get you some water? Or a snack from the market down the street?” Keigo offers as his worry is building, but she merely shakes her head with a polite “No thank you…”

Keigo can’t help his gaze lowering to the table at the memory as another one washes up.

There’s a heavy sigh, an exhausted and aggravated one as Keigo rubs his temples. He watches as his girlfriend is sitting by the bedroom window, blanket wrapped around herself and her eyes seem lost in whatever wonderland she’s imagining in the night skies… She hasn’t said one thing to him since he got home three hours ago…

“Baby, please, I’m trying to work with you but you’re making it difficult…” He struggles to find the right word, but he notices her shoulders freeze. Has she come back down to earth? Is she still in there? Keigo wonders, but would never dare to whisper his thoughts aloud to her. He watches as her head moves ever so slightly down, he’s gotten used to seeing the back of her head now…

“I’m making it difficult…?” The question is so soft… so distant it almost sounds like a ghostly whisper. Keigo, stunned by her speaking, he’s silent for a moment before clearing his throat. If this was going to work… this thing between them, they both needed to communicate, right?

“Yes, I-”

“How so…?” Her question is so fast that it startles him. Where was this energy before? Why was she so eager to speak with him now? Keigo sighs as he takes a step closer.

“I’m trying to.. reach out to you, trying to talk with you… but you push me away or give me silence… I’ve been trying to help you… to fix whatever is bothering you—”

“Fix?” Her tone is curt and the energy in the room changes, he can feel it… Keigo stops advancing forward when he watches her rise from her chair, turning to face him after weeks of having her back to him. How tired her eyes looked, how pale she appeared… It made him guilt-ridden. “I am not some thing for you to fix, Keigo! What’s going on is inside my brain, you CAN’T fix that!” She raises her voice at him, he knows she doesn’t mean to — she’s exhausted, her energy is almost all spent. He takes another step forward, watching as she takes one back.

“Babe, please-” He pleads, but she can only wail in anger, using what little strength she has left to knock the chair she was once sitting in over, and it has him stopping in his tracks once more. Golden hues watch as she trembles, legs wobbly, and there’s fear in her eyes. He can’t tell if it is because of him or herself…

“You think I asked for this!?” She screams, her words break as her throat pleads for cool liquids to soothe it and Keigo’s heart breaks as he watches her break in front of him. Something in her snaps and he watches as she grabs a picture frame of them, it happens so fast he can’t tell which one it is as she smashes it on the ground. The glass shatters, pieces of all sizes scatter along the wooden floorboards of their room. She’s out of breath as she stares at the picture frame and there’s silence between the two aside from the heavy rain pounding on the window with thunder rumbling in the distance.

“I’ll be right back, don’t move okay? You might step on a shard of glass.” Keigo whispers before hurrying out of the room. Her eyes linger on the picture frame, she blinks a few times before the realization of what she’s just done kicks in. The anxiety and embarrassment collide within her as she brings a hand to her lips, a soft gasp escaping her.

"Oh god, what have I done…?” The question is whimpered out in a whisper as her back hit the wall and she slowly slides down to sit. Body trembles as she can’t look away from the mess she’s made…

Keigo returns with a broom and pan, his gaze moving from the mess to her trembling frame. “Hey, hey…” He calls out softly to her, setting the broom and pan to the side as he steps over the glass to kneel in front of her. She can’t meet his eyes. How can she!? After what she just did!? Her breathing becomes panicked, too fast and too short. Keigo gently reaches for her hands, holding them in his. “Babe, look at me, you’re having a panic attack, hey—” He raises his voice only slightly, and it’s enough for her head to snap in his direction. He lifts their hands up so she can see his thumb gently moving over her knuckles.

“Deep breaths, okay? When you inhale, squeeze my hands as tight as you can while you hold your breath for three seconds… then exhale and slowly let go.” His voice is so calm, he watches as she inhales, messing up a few times and having to start over. The way she squeezes his hands, he can’t help but squeeze back… He watches her do this several times until her breathing has calmed down. “Feeling better?” He asks after a few seconds, head tilting to the side.

“Keigo… something’s wrong with me…” Her voice trembles as she looks up at him, she doesn’t want to believe it and frankly, neither does he… He’s at a loss for words so she continues. “I… I’m sick… I don’t know what’s wrong, I don’t know how to make it stop… Keigo, I’m scared…” Her voice breaks when saying those last three words, her eyes becoming glossy once again.

He’s brought back to reality as she sets a plate down in front of him, bacon and French toast. He offers her a small smile, adjusting his sitting position before he eats his breakfast. He doesn’t ask about her breakfast; he knows she’ll eat… When breakfast is done, he can’t help but glance over his shoulder as he washes the plate. He’s met with her eyes for the first time in weeks. There’s silence between both of them. He offers her a small smile before she looks away, lowering her head a bit. Keigo goes back to his plate as she returns to her mind.

Months go by, every morning Keigo notices how distant she gets. Every morning Keigo notices how she digs a hole deeper within her own misery, and every morning he knows nothing he says will make her feel better. Every morning he notices how further away she gets from his body in their bed. This isn’t healthy; they both know this but neither one brings it up in fear of what the other would do in desperation of clinging to something that’s drastically fading. A love the two refuse to accept is slowly forming into a void of what was once thriving. A flower wilting and down to its last petal…

He knows she needs help. He knows she’s not okay, but he fears losing her, he fears upsetting her like that one night… he fears she’ll become nothing but a husk of the woman he fell for.

She knows she needs help. She knows she’s sick, but she fears Keigo will drop her off and never return… she fears he, too, will see her as too damaged to love… she fears he will find another, more stable person to love…

but maybe that’s better for him…?

Each night after the dishes from dinner are clean, he sits on the sofa and she retreats to their bedroom where she breaks and cries all the while Keigo hears her break and it’s like glass cracking when she cries. While she breaks, he has to fix his own aching heart to be strong for the both of them; he has to be strong for the wilting relationship… but maybe it’s better to let go rather than standalone on a sinking ship…

One month was the hardest… December. She loves when it snows, she’s told him time and time again the snowflakes are like stars falling and being reborn… He came to tolerate winter… When the first snowstorm happens, he’s excited to tell her, to have their annual first snowball fight of the winter, their first snowman making contest of the winter… to make snow angels… cuddle on the couch with hot chocolate. He rushes to their room to tell her only to find the bed empty, his side neatly made and hers messy, silky sheets having an imprint of where her body usually lays. Keigo frowns a bit, walking towards the bathroom and seeing nothing, he checks under the bed and the closet yet he finds nothing. He sighs heavily, worry slowly building as he makes his way to the window where she usually sits to stare outside. She’s not here either… He’s about to call for her when he notices someone standing outside in the snow… it’s her!

Keigo grabs his jacket, rushing outside, his cheeks sting from the cold air, his eyes land on her and for a moment… she looks almost peaceful, hands outstretched to catch the snowflakes as they fall, some of them landing in her hair; some have melted while others remain… Keigo snaps himself out of his daze and calls her name. She either hears him and ignores his call or she’s lost in her head. Her cheeks and nose are rosy, lips fading of their warm hue and skin paling… She wears nothing but a t-shirt and sweatpants… He curses under his breath before he hurries towards her, saying very little before picking her up in his arms and hurrying inside. She curses him out more than before. He’s come to ignore it as she goes off into a bubbling rant that usually makes no sense as it’s targeted at him or herself.

He says nothing in return when she calls him a bastard, screaming and cursing his name while smacking his chest in protest as he sits her down on the sofa, wrapping the blanket around her, only for her to shove it off three to four times. He doesn’t give up and on the fifth try; she doesn’t shove it off, but her rant has now turned into sobbing apologies. Keigo knows it won’t be the last time, it never is. She cries over how fucked her mind is, how she doesn’t understand what’s wrong with her, how she wishes to be born again without the constant anxiety and depression. She blames herself for the illness she can’t control. Keigo wants to reassure her everything’s fine, but he knows it’ll fall upon deaf ears. The cycle continues. She eventually tires herself out enough that she passes out on the sofa.

There’s silence in the house while she sleeps. Keigo can’t help but sigh heavily, running his hand through his hair. A voice whispers in the back of his head…

enabler…

There were months where it seemed to get better, where she would laugh faintly at his jokes or even hug him! But the happier she seemed, the harder her inner demons came down on her, the shackles bound to her ankles and wrists would only tug harder, bringing her down deeper into an endless void of self hatred. But those moments were at night when she believed he was asleep. He heard her cry every time…

Friends ask Keigo how his relationship is going, noticing how he doesn’t gloat about it as much, he puts on a charming smile and reassures everyone that it’s fine, they’re happy. He assumes they don’t buy it, but they don’t interrogate him further until one day he seems more tired, he doesn’t sign autographs nor take pictures with fans, declining with the simple excuse of him being busy today, but promises the next time to take not one but multiple selfies with the fans. When friends ask, Keigo can’t help but admit that things are strained right now but is sure to not go into details. He’s scared they’ll take her away… God, he sounds pathetic…

Keigo sighs as he gets changed into his hero costume, another day another fight… his eyes glance to the pamphlet on his desk… Couples counseling! He hasn’t asked her about it yet; he knows they’ll suggest her seeing a doctor for her mental health, but right now she might not be ready. He’ll bring it up tonight if she can handle having a conversation tonight… He puts the pamphlet in his pocket, making sure it’s safely secured, he walks out of the bedroom, finding his girlfriend in her usual spot, sitting by the Livingroom window, watching the wind blow leaves off of branches.

“Hey, if you feel up to it, you should call Midnight, go out and have fun.” Keigo offers with a bright smile that she just can’t seem to match, but she tries and that’s what matters most. Keigo notices how she’s trying, and he gives her a small wave, assuming any affection right now would be too much for her. “I’ll be back tonight, okay?” When she nods, he blows a kiss her way before leaving.

Already four villains taken down today, Hawks can’t help but feel pride as he gloats about it to Endeavor, watching as Enji dismisses him as always. Keigo glances up at the pro hero, part of him wants to question if the man himself ever went through couples counseling or… anything related to the sort but before the idea could be brought to life and acted on, he could hear the squeals of fangirls calling for him, asking for autographs and pictures; how could he say no?

…

When the door closes to their home, a small sigh comes from the woman. Sunny days were gloomy to her… You should call Midnight, go out and have fun.  What a load of shit. She wants to spit in spite of the idea. Perhaps going outside would be helpful… fresh air? With a heavier sigh, she forces herself to get up and dress herself to look at least somewhat presentable to the public eye. She eyes the feather necklace Keigo gave to her, calling a good luck charm… the memory comes back…

“I have to close my eyes?” She asks with a small giggle, hands resting in her lap as Keigo sits beside her on the sofa. Keigo can’t help the toothy grin on his face as he nods, hands behind his back.

“Of course you do, babe. It’s a present! Now, close your eyes and no peeking!” Keigo grinned wider, if possible, before the woman playfully rolled her eyes and closed them. “Ah! I said no peeking!” He yells out, watching as she groans, moving her arms to cover her eyes completely. A minute goes by with the faint noises of shuffling before Keigo speaks once again. “Okay, open them.” Lowering her arms, she looks down in her lap to see a small jewelry box resting there.

With a tilt of her head and a small glance to her boyfriend, she carefully opens it to reveal a silver necklace with a red feather attached to it. She quirks an eyebrow his way with a small smirk. “One of your feathers?” She quips with an innocent giggly before gently lifting the jewelry up to examine it closer. Keigo blushes in slight embarrassment.

“It’s not just one of my feathers, babe…” He sounds so cute when he pouts. “It’s a good luck charm. Whenever you need me, you can pinch the feather and I’ll know to drop everything I’m doing and run to you.” The sentiment is sweet, her smile only grows and Keigo notices immediately. Quietly, he helps her place the necklace around her neck, watching as the feather rests just below her collarbone. Her hand comes up to caress the feather ever so gently, glancing up when Keigo’s wings fluttered slightly.

“Anytime?” The word is a whisper as she stares at him..

“Anytime.” He promises with a nod.

With a small sigh, she closes the drawer that had the necklace in it before grabbing her house key and locking the door behind her. The sun seemed brighter than it was inside… she squints, adjusting to the brightness and warmth it offers her… Part of her desperately wants to go back inside, draw the curtains and hide away in Keigo’s bed… don’t you mean our bed..? She brushes the thought away, arms wrapping around herself in a means of protection and self soothing, she takes a few deep breaths before calming herself down and going to a place of comfort.

Taking a deep breath, she opens her eyes, staring at the park, watching a few people wander, some with their dogs and others out for a morning jog. Her eyes glance towards the pond. Nobody usually goes there unless they’re taking a break from their stroll or jog… She moves to sit on the bench beside the pond, her eyes staring at the sun’s reflection in the rippling water she pondered… 

Why couldn’t she shine as bright as the sun…? Even if she could… would she shine a light in other’s lives…? Or will people see her in the same lense as she sees’ the sun right now…? Would she be burned just as Icarus? Or would those who got close burn in her stead…? It was hurting her head and only feeding into her anxieties…

No, distract yourself… She thinks to herself with a shake of her head, her eyes glance around… the park seems empty today…? Not that she minds. Maybe it’s for the best. With a soft sigh, she looks up at the sky, noticing dark clouds coming to cover the warmth… Are you wanting to hide too? She can’t help but question the sun as the clouds soon the sky that was once bright blue. With a gentle sigh, she leans back into the bench a bit, leg slowly swaying from right to left faintly. The park’s peaceful when it’s quiet. She can’t help but close her eyes, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. There’s a gentle breeze that graces her face, it brings comfort oddly…

“Excuse me, missy—mind if I sit here?” A voice interrupts her thoughts as she opens her eyes, jumping from the startling voice. She’s met with a pair of turquoise colored eyes. She immediately notices the scarring on this man’s visible parts of his body, along with the staples on his face, something’s going off in her head but it’s a fading alarm. Anxiety is bubbling in the pit of her stomach… she clears her throat before moving ever so slightly to the side, making room for the lanky man to sit beside her. “Thanks.” She glances at him from the corner of her eye but quickly looks back at the pond when their eyes meet.

“You come here often?” The man questions with a tilt of his head.

#keigo takami x reader #hawks x reader #hawks x femreader #keigo takami x femreader #bnha reader insert #i refuse to use y/n. doesnt sit right with me for my own writing sigh

[shaydeoffical]

Bright as a Diamond Chapter One. Hitoshi Shinsou x Fem Reader

Summary:

When (Y/N)'s co-worker decided to send a picture of her making a diamond to the paper, her life was over. Gemstone based quirks weren't all that rare, but being able to make a diamond put a target on her back. After years of hiding in the city, it's time to hide in the countryside with her Uncle Shota Aizawa and his more than 'roommate' Hizashi Yamada. With the promise of training her to be self-sufficient, she's ready to learn.

But that's not her real problem; her problem is Shouta's protege, who never seems to go back home. Hitoshi Shinsou is a smug power-hungry ass-hat who doesn't know when to stop. Or that's what she's convinced herself. Of course, Hitoshi isn't making it any better by calling her Kitten. She wasn't helpless. She didn't need him running around behind her, ‘fixing’ things.

Chapter Two: 

https://ambershaydeoffical.tumblr.com/post/190831750029/bright-as-a-diamond-chapter-one-hitoshi-shinsou-x

Chapter One: 

Weird Roommates

   There have always been rumors in the family that Uncle Shota batted for the other team, but it never really bothered me…not till now. It wasn’t because he could be gay, but his ‘roommate’ was butt-ass naked, donning only an apron and a whip covered whisk. If this was his partner, I had to question what else Uncle Shota really kept under wraps.

   My cheeks were a thousand shades of red, and a scarf was tightening over my glasses. “Hizashi, get dressed.” Shota sternly commanded the thin blonde.

   “Oh snap, I forgot you were picking (y/n) up today,” Hizashi yelped, I could hear his feet scamper down the hall before the fast click of a door.

   “What an idiot.” Shota untangled me, handing my suitcase over. “Your room is at the end of the hall, center door. It did belong to Eri, but she’s in the dorms this year.” He went to the stove where Hizashi had been baking a pudding pie. I noticed a few pictures of pouting Eri in loli fashion when she was younger, on the wall. We got to play together during family reunions, and she really warmed up to me. “I assume you’ll want to relax after such a long train ride.”

   “Um, yes, I just-“I saw the newspaper on the kitchen island. The front page was an editorial on the ‘perfect’ diamond. There was a picture of me in greyscale, hands producing a small diamond to replace the one I had lost. The photo was clearly taken by my co-worker, his large hand in the frame. The man was always idolizing my custom pieces, but I never thought he would like straight up-sell me out…let alone watch me so closely.

   The paper was ripped from my hands. Shota grabbed my shoulders and gave me a firm shake. “You’re safe here.” My throat tightened, and I nodded slowly.

   “I didn’t think it’d make the front page.” I had already changed my phone number at Shota’s suggestion and wore a hoodie on the train.

   He mumbled about the press, then guided me down the hall. At the same time, Hizashi popped out of his room, dressed in red flannel and black jeans.

   “Stellar to meet you!” He wiggled his fingers and posed for me. “You may know me as Present Mic, pro hero, and radio personality. But I also go by Hizashi Yamada.” He pulled me into a side hug. “You look so much like your mother; it’s crazy.” He twirled my hair around his finger and fluffed it out.

   “Mic,” Shota warned him to simmer down, but I didn’t mind all that much. Hizashi smirked but took a few steps back in the narrow hall.

   “Alright, she needs rest, yadda ydd.”

   With that, I was led to the back room. When Shota opened the door, I could see a huge window looking straight into the garden. My heart raced. The house sat on a private lot in the countryside, so the view was beautiful. It was still close to UA high where they both worked as adjuncts, Shota told me he had taken a step back from teaching this year to focus on an independent project for the underground. So he was no longer crashing at the student dorms. Which meant I got to have a fantastic view overlooking the forest, mountains, and empty koi pond that was bound to be one of my projects.

   “Do what you want with the space. We’ll get you some better furniture tomorrow, but for now, we have a futon. Our home is yours, no exceptions.” Shota yawned, and I saw a blur behind him.

   “Was that a cat?” I asked, seeing a mouser running around outside.

   “Yea, that’s Hisoka. I can’t make him come in the house, but he’s ours.” Shota sat my suitcase down, then went to open a window. “If it’s too cold in here, let me know. I have an electric heater we can use.”

   “Yes. Thank you.” I bowed deeply. “I know this is an inconvenient setup, but the mother wants to focus on healing, and this is the only way. Thank you for taking me.”

   “Just wait till training starts,” he mumbled. “You’ll more than earn your keep.”

   “What does that mean?” I asked, but he shut the door and was gone. I could have opened it and pressed him further, but instead, I settled into the bare room.

   Unpacking my clothes didn’t take long after I got my hangers in. Then I organized them by type and then by use. It wouldn’t last long, but starting off tidy was the thing to do. Mom was going to send a few more of my outfits through the mail, and the room would be a tornado for sure.

   I gathered my restroom kit and found the bathtub. After hours on a crowded train, my ankles were swollen, and my body was starting to ripen. Taking out my own bath salts, I mixed the water, soaked, and then cleaned up for bed. It was late enough in the evening that I could get away with my nightclothes, but I still kept my bra on. It didn’t feel right walking around like that. I should have known I was safe, but at the back of my mind, I still didn’t know Hizashi that well.

   “My comfort matters,” I affirmed to myself in the mirror, then slinked out of the bathroom.

   “You done?” Hizashi yelled. Skipping down the long hallway, I peered around till I saw the dining table. It was loaded down with a home-cooked meal and sweet peanut butter pie. “Rock on, dinner is ready.”

   “Oh thank you,” I quickly took a seat and made myself a plate of rice with fresh curry. “This looks amazing.” I took a bite, “this is amazing.”

   “Oh, thank you. I might not be the best chef, but I’m better then Shota.” Hizashi rubbed his head and smiled. “So, how was your trip?”

   It was a mundane question, and the answer should have been simple. Other than I cried the entire time that I wasn’t facing someone. Putting on a brave face was hero training one o one, but I never was very good at hero work. “Fine. I got a little bit of light reading done before I got too queasy.”

   “You always had a sensitive stomach,” Shota added, shoveling food into his tired gullet.

   “Some things don’t change,” I forced a laugh, then sipped on my water. “So um, you mentioned training? Do I have –“

   “It was at your mother’s request.” Shota grinned, “aren’t you excited for some bonding time?”

   “Don’t believe him,” Hizashi dropped his chopsticks. “He’s unrelenting, trust me.”

   “Uh, I just want to learn a little self-defense then. I’m not opposed to getting stronger. I just hate to waste your time when I know you are mentoring others who really want to be hero’s.” I argued my point and remembered how mom had convinced him over the phone. If he didn’t want to train me, I wouldn’t make him.

   “You’re not taking away time for others. Trust me, this is going to be mutually beneficial.” He sipped his water and cleared his throat. “I was trying to convince your mother to let you come years ago.”

   “Really?” I cocked my head to the side, mom had never mentioned that.

   “She didn’t want you to move away from home yet. Now she was begging that I let you stay in the dorms. You’re much safer here with us.”

   “The dorms are great and all, but we’re able to keep you from the public eye here,” Hizashi added, serving himself a large helping of pie. “Plus, you’re not a student.”

   “That’s a good point. This is like witness protection, but with my family.” I hummed, a yawn overtaking me. “I think I need to hit the hay.” I took my water with me as I stood. “Good night.”

   “Night,” they both replied.

   Once in my room, I took my medicine, undid my bra, and crawled into the futon. The melatonin was essential for my brain to relax. It took some time, but after such a long day, my eyelids grew heavy, and everything faded away.

   I fought it for just a few more seconds. My door opened and closed and then opened again. I peered to the side, and saw Shota, he whispered for me to go to sleep, but sat down extra pillows by my futon. I hugged one to my chest. It smelled like lemongrass and lavender. Such soothing scents…  

   “Help help!” Screams erupted the house, shaking the foundation and knocking pictures off the wall. I had the best night’s sleep of my life, and this was my wake-up call. Still, I jumped to my feet and ran towards the epicenter, pillow over my ears.    

   “What is it!” I yelled over Hizashi, he was on top of his bed, pointing to the floor. There, I saw something the size of a baseball run towards me, and I jumped to the bed. “Up up up,” I yelped. Hizahi grabbed my hand and hauled me to stand with him. I shoved the pillow over his face before he could scream again.

   “It’s a spider!” He yelped shivering.

   “It’s a deaf spider,” I cried, holding to the older man. “I’m terrified… SHOTA!” I yelled, realizing that Mic was useless too.

   “He’s gone to town,” Hizashi moaned, squealing as the black mass went under the bed.

   I shrieked too and caught him as he jumped into my arms. Being a bigger girl was a plus when it came to holding people. I could balance his form easier. “When will he be back?”

   “I don’t know.” Hizashi cried.

   “The cat, maybe we can let Hisoka in.” I decided.

   “Hisoka won’t come in, period.” The plan was shot down.

   “Then, we need to get outside. If the spider follows us, then we have more room to run and scream.” I reasoned, sitting him down.

   “I’m not moving.” He groaned, biting his nails.

   “If we leap, we can make it to the door and at least block it in here. Or we go for the window and jump out. I’m not going to share oxygen with that rat demon for a second longer.”

   Rats waking me. Bites along my ankles. Lifeless cracked crystals under my body. Musk filling the air. Hell.

   I jumped from the bed and made it to the door. Hizashi hesitated but jumped farther with his long legs. We shut the door and used the pillow to make a barricade for the beast under the bed. Both of us caught our breath and backed away from the door.

   “That was a show.” Shota scared me so bad, I leaped into the air and landed on my knees.

   “You’re going to kill it, right?” I moaned, springing up too fast and falling on my ass this time.

   “I’ll handle it after breakfast,” Shota smirked, walking towards the kitchen.

   “He’s not serious, right?” I looked at Hizashi, offering his outstretched hand.

   “Unfortunately.” He tugged me up and dusted off my shoulders. “It was heroic of you to come to my rescue, thanks.” He sheepishly combed his fingers through his blonde hair.  

   “Common sense, follow the scream.” I played it off, “let’s get something to eat.”

   “Good deal,” he leads the way, glancing back at the pillow in front of the door.

   Once in at the dining room table, I settled at the head of the table opposite of Shota. He had prepared tamago kake gohan, passing around the eggs to be cracked on top of the fresh rice. It was a quick but delicious meal.

   “Thank you,” I said, clapping my hands and digging into the bowl. Hizashi was mixing the egg into his bowel, and Shota was waiting for his egg to cook a bit with the piping hot rice.

   “Your welcome.” Shota picked up the paper and began to glance at the news. It was rare to see a physical newspaper anymore, but in the countryside, it was more common. On the back, I could see an advert with Pro Hero Deku. He was holding up a tube of toothpaste and giving off a dazzling smile.  

   “So, you went to town?” I brought up, reaching the middle of my bowl, stopping to take a breath. It was rare that mom or I ever cooked breakfast, so it was a real treat.

   “Yes, that reminds me,” he dug through his baggy pants and produced a catalog. “I picked this up from the furniture store in town. Your mother sent some money for you to pick a few things out. Also, some of your boxes arrived this morning. I brought them into your room.”

   “I didn’t notice, I woke up to Hizashi screaming.” I laughed, then remembered the spider just chilling in the other room. “Maybe staying in bed would have been less stressful.”

   “You saved me, don’t be like that,” he whined, and I winked. It would be easy to get along with him, I could sense it.

   “Okay, I don’t regret it. I just wish neither of us had to wait for our justice.” I shot Shota a glance, sulking.

   “Hizashi is a pro hero, he should be able to handle a bug,” Shota argued, taking a careful bite.

   “But he can’t, and I won’t if there is someone braver.” I licked my bowl clean, swigging down my water.

   “You will be when we get done.” My eyes bugged out of my head.

   “I’m going to have to deal with bugs?” I frowned, placing my palms on the table.

   “Bugs, Villains, Press, and so much more.” Shota grabbed me another serving before sitting back down. “First thing first, though, I need to teach you how to run.”

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[jacmyheroacademia]

Stay with me please [Shoto X Fem!Reader]

Writing: Jac Paring: Shoto Todoroki X Reader Warnings: Mention of blood, Angst

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Shoto took a shuddering breath in (Y/N)'s arms, the bitter cold air around them putting out any chance he would've had of lighting a fire even if he hadn't just been stabbed through the gut. 

"Shoto- Please- you have to stay with me- please-" (Y/N) begged, her voice shaken and scared, a tone it usually didn't take on. Shoto only took another shuddering breath, gripping her tighter- he didn't want to leave her ... he really really didn't. 

"I'm trying" he promised softly, coughing up a bit more blood, the color contrasting against the color of his suit. (Y/N) shook her head, very clearly just barely containing her tears. "I know- I know- don't talk-" she stuttered out, "I'm gonna protect you. You're gonna be alright. Recovery girl will heal you." she promised, pressing a shaky kiss to the top of his head. 

Shoto sighed softly, leaning against her heavily, wanting to say so much to her- just in case- but he also knew he needed to preserve his energy. 

(Y/N)'s eyes darted around frantically, searching for anything in the swirling snow, any sign of human life that might be coming to rescue them ... but there was nothing. Nothing but white, and cold, and the bitter smell of Shoto's blood all over both of them. 

"(Y-Y/N-)" Shoto finally managed after a minute of silence, wanting to see her face again, wanting to calm her down. (Y/N)'s beautiful eyes turned quickly to his, "What?" she said urgently, gripping him a bit tighter. 

Shoto lifted his hand up to her face gently, brushing away a strand of hair and leaving a streak of blood across her cheek. "Just hold me?" he requested weakly, "Keep me close ... until the end?" he breathed out through another cough of blood. 

Tears poured down (Y/N)'s face as she let out a sob, "No- gosh please no-" she begged quietly, hugging him close to her chest, "Don't talk like that- you're going to be alright. I promise you'll be alright" she plead into his shoulder, Shoto squeezing her tightly and whispering gently in her ear. 

"I love you" he managed before blacking out into oblivion

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[paytonthewriter]

Anxiety • Bakugo Katsuki x Femreader

Summary: You store up a bunch of your emotions, trying your best to always be happy and cheery. Admittedly, sometimes you go into school upset, but you always end up laughing. Although, with some family problems and stress and anxiety, plus holding it in, one day you finally explode, having a full on panic attack during school.

Warnings: Angsty, anxiety, family issues, fluff, bakuboi comfort🥺

A/N: I tried to make this as reader friendly as possible, but there is a little personal bits, so if it doesn’t relate to you just go with it. Let’s say it’s just to help the story go by easier. Also, I am doing this based on experience, but I don’t know if it was a panic or anxiety attack. In this I say anxiety, but I could be wrong. If this offends you, I’m sorry! Thank you for reading!

Since you were young you had struggled with anxiety. You had grown used to keeping your feelings to yourself and dealing with them by yourself, only talking to the person your closest to when it was way to much for you. Your boyfriend, Bakugo Katsuki, new about your struggles and had been helping you get more accustomed to talking to him about your feelings, but you were still struggling. You’d start to tell him small things, like when something happened that just angered you, but you still weren’t making much progress. It was difficult. You were used to doing everything alone, and then this boy is suddenly trying to help you? No one has tried to help you like he has, and it just made you fall harder for him. Since dating him, you hadn’t had a single meltdown, even in the safety and privacy of your room.

But today, as you walked to school, you knew your feelings were started to tip over. Events occurred at home the day before and it tipped the glass. You had managed to control yourself for the time being, but then night came and you were alone in silence. Your worst enemy and the thing that had caused you the most pain was with you in that silence. Your own thoughts.

You started picking at the scabs on your pink lips, Bakugos past scolding about it leaving your mind. He had been trying to help you break the habit, hoping it would help with your anxiety as well, but you couldn’t help it. Last night you started, and you weren’t even thinking about stopping, not even caring about the metallic taste it put in your mouth when it bleed, or the small pain you felt when you licked your lips or when you ate something that made them burned. The only thought in mind was your heart pounding and all the stress, sadness, and anger in you finally ready to be released.

You barely even realized you were at your classroom, only becoming aware when you walked right into Mina, who was talking to Sero and Kaminari.

“Oh, sorry, Mina.” You said, glancing at your best friends eyes. She had a small smile but it seemed to fade once your appearance processed in her mind.

“It’s okay, Y/n. Are you okay?” She asked, concern obvious in here voice. Her words and tone made you want to give up and break down right there. You started to try to blink the tears away, keeping your head down. You gave her a nod, not daring to even open your mouth. Before any of them could say something you walked past them, making a beeline for your desk.

The first sign to Bakugo that you were upset was the fact that you didn’t go up to him like usual. He watched as you walked to your desk, just barely being able to see how beat up your lips were. But as he continued to examine you, he noticed how you were different in other ways. Appearance wise, you weren’t that different. The only thing different besides your lips was the way your hair was in a messy bun. Then there were smaller things, like the way your eyes weren’t glistening and the frown set on your lips. The frown wasn’t that surprising, I mean, you weren’t always smiling, but even when you were feeling down, your eyes still had some light to them. Now, they weren’t the same beautiful eyes Bakugo lived so much. They weren’t the same eyes he’d easily get lost in. They weren’t the same eyes that could get him to do anything you wanted.

The most obvious difference was your energy. Usually, as soon as you enter a room it gets brighter. Everyone smiles at you and gets excited. But now, the room seemed dark, dimmed. Everyone had an uneasy feeling in their stomach.

Bakugo took notice of how almost the entire class was staring at you. No, not almost. It was the entire class. You always made it a priority to make everyone laugh and smile, make your presence known. Now you seemed like you were trying to disappear. Bakugo knew something wasn’t right, but he didn’t know what to do. This entire thing was a whole knew world to him, and while he had been doing great in trying to help you, he had officially hit a wall.

You felt everyone’s gaze on you, and it wasn’t helping in the slightest. You knew someone was going to say something any second, and just the anticipation made you want to explode. Your heart was pounding so hard you thought the entire class could here, and it was starting to hurt. You wanted to break down, and you were close to it. You started to take deep breaths, putting you bag on your desk. Your nose twitched, feeling like you were going to crumble under the gazes of your class, and you would do anything to not in front of anyone. You glanced up, giving some a cold stare. You didn’t even mean to, but you could feel the tears coming, and you felt like you had no control.

“What?” You snapped, you tone annoyed and cold, your voice almost breaking. You quickly looked down, scolding yourself for it and blinking tears away. The door opened and Aizawa stepped in, telling everyone to go to there seats. You took the opportunity to wipe away the stray tear that feel from your eye, letting out a small and shaky breath. You didn’t see Bakugo basically standing up, fighting every fiber in his body to not run to you. He knew making a scene would only make things worse. He knew that doing anything in front of a crowd with all eyes on you made you more than embarrassed, even if you were watching it happen on a screen.

The school day continued to go by and you completely avoided everyone. Bakugo constantly had his eyes on you, getting more frustrated at every tear that escaped your eyes and feeling powerless that he couldn’t do anything. You were being sneaky, so no one could see, but more and more tears were escaping, and you were getting closer to breaking down every second. You surprised yourself with how long you had held it in, and now you were anticipating to go home and be able to let it all out. You thought if you couldn’t hold it till then there was always the bathroom, but you hoped you would t end up crying on a bathroom seat or floor. Plus, you knew someone would notice and you didn’t want even more questions.

Now, you were all training, doing demonstrations of everything your quirk can do, trying to see what everyone needed help with. You were all lined up with much space in between you all while multiple teachers walked around and examined you. You stood in your area, staring straight ahead, wondering if this would push you over the edge, or if it’ll help. You didn’t have much time to think once Aizawa taped your shoulder, instructing you to participate. You swallowed and held you hands up, allowing your quirk to run wild. In more than a few seconds, you were demonstrating what your quirk could do fiercely. To the teachers, you were doing what everyone else was, demonstrating their quirk to the fullest. But to Bakugo, he knew the truth. He could see your anger and pain clearly as you used your quirk. He could see the cup in you mind falling over, and he quickly stopped what he was doing, gaining a questioning stare from the teacher watching him. Aizawa was close by so he walked up to the blond boy.

“What’s the matter?” Aizawa asked Bakugo. Bakugo didn’t give his teacher a single glance, his eyes not leaving you.

“She’s about to snap.” He said plainly to his teacher, but his voice was low. Aizawa followed his students gaze to you, now seeing the aggression. It was strange for him to see.

Aizawa opened his mouth to speak, but before any words could leave his mouth, it happened. A sob left your mouth as tears started to pour, everyone turning to you, just watching the scene unfold in shock. You just seemed so vulnerable. You had always made a point to show you were strong and everyone looked up to you, even when you were childish, but seeing you so broken and in so much pain, it made them freeze. They never thought, or wanted to, see you like this. Even the teachers were at a loss.

Even though Bakugo had no idea what to do, he had no idea how to handle this situation, he found himself running to you ass fast as he possibly could once you fell to the ground. He cursed in his head, feeling so much anger towards himself for being a coward and not saying anything. For allowing you to dodge him in every way. He had never hated himself more than right in this moment. His heart was breaking to see you like this, and he couldn’t help but blame himself. In this moment, he didn’t give a crap who was watching. You were hurting, and he’d be damned before he let anything get in the way of him helping you again.

He dropped to his knees, quickly pushing his gauntlets off his arms and wrapping his arms around your shoulders, pulling you into his chest.

Everyone’s brains exploded at the sight. They felt like Kaminari after he used to much of his quirk. The Bakugo Katsuki was being so kind and gentle, his eyes were so pained. Nobody had seen this side of him, not even Midoriya. Well, Midoriya has seen a similar look in his eyes, but never like this.

A small “shh” left his lips as you started to sob into his chest, gently rocking you. Honestly, you barely believed this was Bakugo yourself, but that was the last thing on your mind. You were mostly questioning why you allowed yourself to be this way in front of everyone.

Slowly, he pulled you up, not allowing you to leave his embrace, and he started to guide you towards the exit. You didn’t need all those eyes on you, and it’d make it easier for him to help if no one was observing.

As you walked he whispered you comforting things, like “just breath” and “it’s okay”. It didn’t take him long to find a private area, slowly sitting onto the floor with you still in his arms. You wrapped you arms around his neck and cried into his shoulder while he gently rubbed your back, giving you some head kisses, and reminding you to breath.

After a minute, you manage to choke out an apology. For what exactly you were apologizing for wasn’t very clear to you. You felt as Bakugo shook his head. He gently grabbed you waist and pulled you away from him. He looked into your tear filled eyes and gave you the smallest smile. He sighed and reached his hand up to wipe your tears, despite the fact that new ones were still spilling.

“There is nothing to apologize for, baby,” He said softly, “just get it all out. I’m right here for you.” His words brought more tears. You let out a shaky sigh and laid your head on his shoulder, nose pressing against his neck as you sat on his lap. You breathed heavily as you let the tears fall. Bakugo continued to rub your back and arms, thinking of other things he could do to help. He had no idea what to do at it was stressing him out. He felt he had to do more.

Slowly, you reached you hand up, gently caressing Bakugos cheek. He leaned in to it, kissing your palm. You smiled softly at this side of Bakugo. The joy of it almost made you want to cry more.

“Thank you.” You whispered, wiping your tears away and taking deep breaths. Bakugo looked down at you.

“For what?” He asked. You giggled at his genuine confusion. You continued to caress his cheek and pecked his lips, pressing your foreheads together.

“For everything,” you started, “for being here. For knowing me. For helping me. For caring. For making me laugh. For comforting me. From pulling me away from all those eyes.” Bakugo closed his eyes. He was completely relaxed with you in his arms, feeling your normal energy again. Oh, how he missed you.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Bakugo opened his eyes at those words, hearing you voice crack and moving your forehead from his, your hand slightly moving away from his face. Your head was now hanging down, your hand stiff. You looked up at him with new tears in your eyes and a smile on your face. You quickly hug him, his arms immediately wrapping around your waist.

“I love you.” You whispered, causing Bakugo to freeze. You two had never said those three words, but both had been dying to. Bakugo smiled, pulling you back and kissing your lips.

“I love you, too.”

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