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takami-takami · 1 year

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Hawks would be such a good alpha.

He'd ensure that every nook and cranny of your instints are fully taken care of and indulged to the fullest.

Miss his scent? Well, it's a good thing he wears the same cologne every day! When he comes home with a teddy bear the size of your whole height and then some, spritzed with his signature scent, he swears he'll cement the look on your face into memory. With one leg crossed over the other, standing in the doorway, he watches you pounce on the thing and bury yourself in the fluff of its weight. Absolutely adorable. He's smitten.

Nesting? He's got feathers for that! He doesn't mind one bit that you steal them. He'd "accidentally" leave them around for you to collect, for you to tuck them away, snug amidst layers of blankets and stuffed animals on your adorned bedsheets. He adores the sight. His darling omega, snuggled up in layers of cotton and plush, clutching scarlet red and surrounded by evidence of him.

By all measures, he's the epitome of alpha, the perfect protector; fierce, warm, dedicated and and fixated on you. He looks at you like you hung the glass of the moon in the sky. He'd cling to you, envelop you in the warmth of his wings.

He'd take good care of you. He'd spoil you.

#sfw omegaverse dynamics my BELOVED #big strong alpha hawks taking good care of you. sighs.#hawks x reader #keigo takami x reader #bnha thirst #mha thirst #not rly a thirst its sfw but u know #just in case #🖋 writing #🍧 sugar

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shiggybrainr0t · 6 months

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the symbol of peace just saw my panties?!

warnings: one creep, reader wears panties but is otherwise gn, not really edited very well probably

you’re standing in your underwear and a big T-shirt outside you’re apartment building in the middle of December with every single other person that lives in the building.

you were rudely awakened by the fire alarm going off in the building loudly, and after jumping five feet in the air and realizing that no, you didn’t dream it, you jump up to start pulling on pants. soon after however, you heard the night clerk pounding on doors telling everyone to evacuate quickly because there was a fire on the fifth floor. you got tangled in the left leg, and were hopping around before the clerk got to your door. his urgency spurred you on out the door, barely having the mind to put your slippers on as you fled. so here you are, pantless, shifting from leg to leg in what you used to deem your pajamas.

your arms are crossed tightly across your chest, trying to keep what little modesty you had left. it seems you weren’t doing that great of a job as the creepy guy from 4B was leering at you openly.

you were just about to yell at him-what were you going to say? probably a slur of curse words and how you could kick his ass even in your panties- when a thick blanket was suddenly draped around you and large, scarred hands where on your shoulders.

turning around quickly, you were shocked to see the symbol of peace smiling down at you gently. deku was clad in his hero suit, and was big. like, really big. you had only ever seen him on tv, so you never realized just how big he actually was. you don’t know how the boy you watched on television during his first sports festival became this hunk of a man. he also smelled really good. kind of woodsy, and all cozy home baked cookies in a cute tin.

as you were gawking at him, mouth hanging open a little, deku shifted a little to block you from the 4B creep’s line of sight. he pulled the blanket tighter around your shoulders, and gave you another smile as he patted your shoulders gently.

“are you alright?”

his voice was smooth, and soft. not too deep but not high pitched either. you think to yourself that anyone would be calmed whenever he was talking to them. you always had thought he had a nice voice whenever you heard him in the television, but in person it was even smoother and softer. blinking out of your stupor, you nod quickly, before gasping in horror. the rising hero deku, who on the fast track at becoming number one, has seen you in your panties.

deku smiles at you again (that famous blinding smile that before tonight you had never seen in person) before stating “don’t be embarrassed! this isn’t the first time I’ve seen someone in their underwear.”

you can only blink at him in surprise, and it dawns on him what his statement implies as he looks at your expression.

“no- wait not like that, well I mean-“

he stops his stumbling whenever you have to muffle your laughter. his grin turns shy, and he brings a hand up to rub the back of his neck.

“um, anyway. the fire was just a toaster, everything is fine. you should be able to go back inside soon.”

your relief is palpable, and deku gives you one last grin before waving at you and walking away. you watch as he approaches 4B creep, the guy’s eyes widening drastically at whatever look deku gives him, and swings his arm around 4B’s shoulders and starts waking towards the edge of the crowd. deku turns to look at you one last time over his shoulder, giving you a wink.

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nanamimizz · 2 years

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𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝚶𝐕𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝚬𝚬𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆

tags: gn reader, reader has a quirk that gives them fangs, reader often spoils shigaraki through acts of service, shigaraki talks of his looks in a negative way, more of a confident and self assured shigaraki in the end, kissing, hickies, neck biting, suggestive at the end

synopsis: no matter how high shigaraki climbs, he always turns back to find your approving eyes.

Tomura sometimes wonders if you know how much your approval means to him - how he aches when you don’t give him an appraising look or when you don’t give a happy smile when you see how brushed through his hair today. He despises this weakness that for whatever cruel reason, the gods and Buddha make it well apparent to his comrades of the leagues. Dabi barks a laugh at how Tomura lets you scold him from his posture and Spinner looks away with red cheeks when he catches you tugging on Tomura’s shirt onto him in the mornings before meetings at the old base of the bar.

It worsens when they take over the PLF, it seems you fret over him more and more, especially when it comes time to change his bandages. Even when Dr. Garaki would try to squeeze more time with Tomura you would bear your fangs at the shorter man like a guard dog, which strokes at his ego in more ways than he’d like to admit. Anyone with eyes could point out the difference in appearance between the two of you; you have soft, sweeter features and your fangs ( a product of your quirk) give you an allure that drives most mad with red cheeks. Between his thin frame, dry skin, and sunken eyes, Tomura is aware of where he lands on the scale of looks which, whenever you fret over him in the face of others embarrassment turned to pride.

He lets you roll his sleeves back, to sit perfectly on his wrists and lets you lace the strap of his glove. You look up at him, long eyelashes framing your eyes asking him if you have made anything uncomfortable. He shakes his head no, finding it comforting how you situate everything for him. He is free from the bandages now, dressed in a black jacket and pants with a light blue shirt that is left without a tie, top two buttons undone.

You are dressed like him, Tomura realizes. He likes it, likes you dressed to match him - no one wears the same powdery blue of your button shirt but Tomura in the whole base. With matching black pants and a tie, unlike him, the clothes flatter you to his liken. As you stand before Tomura, watching as you button up the second top button before unbuttoning it after shaking your head at how it looks. He chuckles and enjoys seeing your mind work and run to make him presentable - to make him handsome.

You think of him as handsome right?

“How do I look?” The silence of the morning is broken and his raspy voice fills it - an inquiry with which he already knows the answer but enjoys the saccharine sweetness of your answer. You peer up at him from your form - you are at an awkward angle, halfway putting on your coat, shoulder squeezing into the sleeve. You smile, the sought-out approval he always looks for from you shining in your gaze.

“You look handsome, like always.” You confess like how a bird sings - naturally and unforced by any other but your own adoration of him. He smiles, it's small and relaxed and draws near to you. He’s learned a thing or two from your constant chivalry and he reaches out to help you with your coat. You stutter and try to stop him but he silences you with a small, raspy chuckle. Pinkies raised high he gripping into the thick fabric of your coat and tugs it over your shoulders until its seams rest squarely on your shoulders. He stands behind you, a bit taller standing at 5’9 and a few inches he keeps his eyes on your flushed face that you cover with the back of your hand. His index and middle finger run through your hair gently, tugging the lock from under the collar of your coat.

“You find me handsome?” He teases and he likes how you can’t bear to meet his gaze in the mirror, he likes it even more, when he leans in - he smells your perfume and can feel the warmth in your ears. You nod, feeling his chapped lips press a soft kiss onto your cheek, and Tomura drinks in the barely concealed whine the brief exchange gives the same way he drinks everything you give him.

With desperation and greed - should a sin ever be attributed to him whether as Shigaraki Tomura or Shimura Tenko it would be the sin colored in green.

His hands are latched to your hips, index and middle fingers rubbing at your hips. His neck leaned and more kisses were pressed into your softer skin, his teeth ached to dig into the silken skin of your neck, to make you whine and grow hot under the collar knowing that it would ache for you all day as it did with him. What would you do if he left you like this?

Face hot and neck bruised, you are someone easily excitable - would you rub at yourself in the bathroom on a break? Or in your office before your next meeting, running the chance of someone walking in on you?

He doesn’t know if such a thought should excite him or make him turn the base to dust should anyone see you in such a light.

“T-tomura please…” you whine his name so sweetly, he feels sugar coating his tongue and something sinking into his bones down to his lower half until it twitches to life. He hums into your skin, teeth grazing your skin as he sucks at your neck.

“We need…we need to continue later - the doctor is waiting for you.” You struggle to say, mouth-filling with cotton as pleasure fills your mind and your thighs begin to shake under his ministrations.

“He can wait some more, I want you - you’re so sweet to me I need it.” He hisses, nose buried between your hair and neck, tongue laving at your skin before his teeth sink into the delicate flesh. You gasp and bring your hand to your mouth to block out any more of your noises. If he had continued he would have pressed up against the mirror; something he’s taken a liking to, watching how your face breaks from pleasure and tears beading your eyelashes. You are so pretty and he’s found a new joy in taking you apart until you are trembling beneath him.

His phone rings in his back pocket and he pulls away with a groan, hissing at the tightness in his pants. Tomura knows why it rang, knows he has to be away from you for a better part of the day but he still sucks at his teeth and curses the hard cock in his pants at the sight of you - who was so perfectly prepared for the day to be laid to a mess in front of him. Your hair isn’t as neat and your shirt is wrinkled, your tie is pulled the slightest bit loose, and your neck is covered in the indents of his teeth. He kisses your cheek in apology and you let him with a sigh, want reflecting in both your eyes.

“Meet me here after dinner okay?” He says, almost apologetically and you nod shakily. Adjusting your clothing before going to him and kissing him - it’s soft but there is something that is restrained, something that if anyone else were to see, they would find the longing for another so deep it could swallow the ocean whole.

“Tonight.” You agree, voice breathless and high with want and he nods, takes you in one last time, and finds you beautiful. You depart with a smile and you go out the door. The day begins and he already wants it to end.

#lamb.writes #shigaraki x reader #tomura x reader #bnha x reader #bnha. ♡#i wanted to write a tomura whos more confident but still a little soggy #i hope i struck that balance of his character #also shigaraki has a praise kink so strong everyone within an 80 mile radius can see it

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kirbykat · 1 year

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fanfiction was never a phase.

#jjk x reader #genshin impact x reader #obey me x reader #haikyuu x reader #aot x reader #bnha x reader #one piece x reader #7 years strong #bsd x reader

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cascade05 · 8 months

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Just saw this post and, just, Bakugo finding beauty in someone who isn’t afraid to stand for what they believe in. Even if you’re not some super powerful, insanely strong person—hell, if you’re weak, but you still will stand against the storm, ya know. You’re not afraid to fight, even if you know it’s a losing game. You have beliefs and you have those things you will never sacrifice, and instead of letting other people fight for you, you’re getting your hands dirty. You’d face the world to keep what you value.

Maybe, he’s thinking about how you’ fight to keep him too…

The same way he’d fight to keep you…

@miliwritesnow

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gardenofnoah · 1 year

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until the wheels fall off

summary: you’ve all worked hard to see your dream come to fruition—but nothing can last forever, and there’s poison in the water that runs deeper than you knew. it doesn’t matter what katsuki says—everyone has a limit, and you seem hell bent on finding his.

♡ will be posted on 2/11 — send me a message to be tagged♡

wc: 11k (expected)

tags: band!au, drummer!bkg, denki and shinsou play the guitar, vocalist!reader, reader drinks to cope, absent parent/abandonment, jealousy, smut, hurt/comfort, childhood best friends to lovers (hints at soulmates but no direct mention of it), fluff, anxiety, mentions of vomit, happy ending ♡

#this is a strong contender for being one of the best things i've ever written #writing this healed my mommy issues #there's a scene that made me cry while writing it #so yeah this is my baby and i love it #bakugou katsuki #bakugou #bakugou x reader #bakugou x you #mha long fic #bakugou long fic #bakugou smut #katsuki #mha #bnha fic #band!au #drummer!bakugou #fic: until the wheels fall off

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shinhoebakuhoekitten · 1 year

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Waking up to strong arms holding you as they gently lift you from the couch.

“Come on pretty girl, time for bed.” Shinso whispers as he holds you close to his chest.

You mewl in contentment as your face snuggles closer to his chest, enjoying the clean smell that is emanating from him after the shower he just took straight from his nightly patrol.

It’s almost 6 am and just like every night that Shinso works you fell asleep on the couch, just like a kid who tries to make it up for the ball to drop on New Years.

This also means every night Shinso comes home to you curled up on the couch with your pet cat fast asleep at your feet. He can’t help but smile as he quietly creeps into your house going straight to the bathroom to clean himself of his nightly patrol before carrying you to bed for the day

#In a domestic mood #Just thinking about Shinso holding me in his big strong arms and kissing my head before laying me down in our bed #then lazy snuggles until both of us fall asleep #mha #bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #shinsou hitoshi #shinso hitoshi x reader #shinso fluff

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keikiri-kitten · 1 year

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Thinking of daycare worker!kirishima who just loves standing by the door of his classroom squatting to greet the children. The little kiddos love to climb him and give him high fives when they see him. He loves to ask about their day and ask about any plans they have after their parents come and pick them up. Also, Kirishima who loves to bring the kiddies treats simply because no way a handful of goldfish is enough for snack time with their growing bodies!

#eijirou kirishima #kirishima eijiro x reader #strong birdie #mha Kirishima #bnha kirishima #Kirishima headcanons #Kirishima fluff #I love this bby #I swear he makes my heart warm all the time

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im-just-a-simp-le-whore · 2 years

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Titanic Bnha AU anyone?

Aizawa x reader where Aizawa is Jack and the reader is Rose.

I think Endeavor would be Cal

Present Mic would definitely be Fabrizio

All might would probably be the captain

Midnight gives me Molly Brown vibes

OOOOH nighteye would be Thomas Andrews

OMG ERI WOULD BE THE LITTLE GIRL JACK WAS DANCING WITH :))

If anyone has any ideas feel free to share them please!!!

#im watching titanic right after finishing season 5 of mha #the brainrot for both is strong #aizawa x reader #Titanic! Bnha au #sir nighteye #eri my hero academia #present mic #midnight mha #kayama nemuri #hizashi yamada #aizawa shota #my hero academia toshinori

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cashmoneyyysstuff · 4 months

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katsuki’s masterlist ♡ !

lil blurbs ! ( i'm just talkin'):

katsuki likes to make you laugh

katsuki's love language is physical touch

katsuki is so dramatic

katsuki likes to bite you

childhood bodyguard! katsuki

katsuki x popstar! reader

katsuki is fun to mess with

katsuki really likes the way you smell

desperate sleepy kisses w katsuki

katsuki and compliments

katsuki doesn't give a fuck

lil fics ! ( i ramble a little longer) :

katsuki is in trouble

katsuki's extra clingy when he's sleepy

you've been katsuki's for as long as you can remember

you are not the father ! (or watching the maury show with katsuki)

katsuki hates seeing you cry

unchanged apologies ( or the one where katsuki's childhood habits remains the same)

fire-breathing roommate chronicles ( or living w dragon bkg)

baking cookies with katsuki

can't love anyone more than you

katsuki can't say no to you (not that he wants to) (or the one where katsuki takes care of you after you get drunk) part two !

déjà vu : a french term that translates to "already seen." It is a phenomenon where an individual feels a strong sense of familiarity or recognition with a current situation.( or the one where katsuki thinks about you) bnha manga spoilers !!

the bet (or the one where your classmates make a bet.)

this night has opened my eyes (or the one where katsuki cleans up your injuries)

valentine's day troubles (or the one where katsuki's friends help him out for valentines day

boyfriend for sale ! (or the one where your boyfriend forgets to ask you to be his valentine) feat. shoto todoroki !

ewww, katsu's got cooties ! (or the one where katsuki is too cool for cooties)

two of hearts (or the one where katsuki wakes up) bnha manga spoilers !!

31 days (or the one where katsuki surprises you)

longer fics / mini series ! ( get comfy 'cuz this one's a multi-parter !) :

♡ fire-breathing roommate chronicles !♡ when an injured, mysterious, and incredibly handsome dragon man blasts through the wall of your apartment, you decide to let him stay with you until he's fully healed. despite the struggles of co-habitating with a mythical beast, his mysterious past and annoyingly sharp tongue, you find you can't help feeling drawn to him..

♡ fire-breathing boyfriend chronicles ! ♡ some short ‘n sweet little extra’s following the events of fbrc starring our favorite now dragon boyfriend bakugou !

ring pop proposal ♡ 1 2 3 ♡ the three times where mitsuki realizes that her katsuki is in love with you (and she realizes you love him back)

an explosive birthday (collab event for the days leading up to katsuki's birthday !) see masterlist

#the masterlist is here !#cash's list <3

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mrsdarkandyandere7 · 1 month

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Hunger

Pairing: Dark Dabi x (female) Reader

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

More at Masterlist

Female Reader

SUMMARY: Leaving you with an empty stomach is the first step for Dabi’s plan to break you.

WARNINGS: Implied Kidnapping; Starvation; Manipulation.

AN: Please, reblog and give me feedback.

Finally entering the Bnha fandom. Give me more ideas, pls, a girl doesn't know what to write :)

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You wince at the pain that blossoms in your middle.

Your stomach far too tired to growl properly, having resigned to prolonged painful pangs - a pitiful form of begging to which you can’t answer. Your whole body feels weak, no strength left in your limbs aside from a dizzy mind that keeps drifting away.

You can’t even remember when was the last time you ate something - courtesy from Dabi. He is a vindictive asshole, you knew that from the start.

Wasn't that the reason you got yourself kidnapped? Your constant refusal to his advances snapping him off enough to kidnap you.

But you didn’t think he’d make you starve for days as retaliation for all the yelling and shouting the nastiest insults you could find at the black-haired man.

You’d kill for a single bite of that delicious crusty pizza you ate that one time. Or that mouth-watering hamburger that so often appears in television advertisements.

Just the memory of food has your stomach hurting even more and you curl your arms around your body in the bed, feeling yourself getting weaker by the minute.

As time tediously drags by, you fall into a light slumber, wincing at the regular stomach aches.

The faint noise of the apartment door opening barely means anything to you, however the subtle aroma of warm food that reaches your nose triggers your eyes open.

It floats through the small apartment, the smell of delicious cuisine bringing water to your dry mouth and you gulp. Are you dreaming?

Footsteps and the chickling of plates is all your ears catch and it doesn’t take long before Dabi appears at the door, holding a plastic tupperware.

“Wakey wakey, sweetheart. Look what I got here.”

You sniff, head rising fragilely and your stomach growls loudly. Dabi chuckles at that, stepping closer to you.

“Looks like someone is hungry.” he opens the container and you almost choke when the luscious smell of seasoned food hits your nostrils.

One of your hands unconsciously raises, fingers greedily reaching for the tupperware but Dabi is quick in moving it away from your reach, placing it on the floor behind him, knowing there’s no way for you to reach it given the heavy chain attached to your ankle.

“Now, now, sweetheart, where are your manners?”

“I’m hungry…” your weak voice brings a feline smile on Dabi’s voice, features twisting with pleasure at the hunger in your face, your cheeks slightly sunken with malnutrition.

“Not so strong now, are we? What happened? Got yourself into a diet?” he maliciously retorts.

He slowly sits at the edge of the bed, blue eyes attentive to your reaction but you offer him none.

You’re too tired, too hungry to put up with him. The pit in your belly only worsens with each second and you’re about to beg Dabi when his hand reaches for your face, tenderly caressing your cheek.

The momentaneous satisfaction in his disfigured face is broken into irritation when you recoil, pulling your face away from him, avoiding his touch.

His fingers harden into an angry fist and he scowls for a moment before forcing himself to calm down.

“Always an ungrateful brat, aren’t you? An ungrateful stupid brat.” his eyes get colder as he glares at you. “Never able to appreciate all the things I do for you, huh? Always so-”

He stops, shaking his head before straightening his back and then he smiles - a wicked terrifying smile that has you forgetting about your devastating hunger - as he shrugs his shoulders.

“Nah, but you know what? Brats don’t deserve to eat anyways.” he shakes some invisible dust off his long jacket, sighing as he starts to stand up,

“Well, guess I’m just gonna eat all that delicious food all by myself since I got no one to share it with. I even bought those delicious crispy chips you liked so much, but oh well.”

You blink, panic and hunger bubbling in your body as you hopelessly reach for the cloth of his jacket.

“No, Dabi, please!” you cry out, swallowing the last of your pride and honor as you beg, and he slowly sits back on the bed, “I’m sorry, okay? Please…”

His jaw twitches with enjoyment and the corner of his lips curl.

“Yeah, is that so? Little brat wants to be a good girl now?”

You nod eagerly despite the knot that tightens in your heart, but you can’t afford to think about any of this. You have to eat.

“You sure about that? I’m not forcing you or anything, right?”

The irony of his words would make you roll your eyes if you had the energy for such.

“Then say it. Loud and clear, so there’s no doubt left.”

“I-” you lose track of the words at the sight of his electrifying blue eyes, “I want to be a good girl.”

“Then you can start by acting like a good girl. Come here.” he taps his lap, his hand latching onto your wrist and you don’t resist when Dabi softly tugs you towards him.

A whimper escapes you when your frail muscles are forced to move using the last of your scarce energies but at the end you find yourself perched on top of Dabi’s lap, one leg awkwardly bent while the other lays straight, the chain on your ankle fully stretched.

His arms waste no time wrapping themselves around your waist, your arms getting caught in the way. He nuzzles into your neck, humming in delight despite the obvious tension in your body

“Are you sure you want to be fed? Cause you sure don’t seem very enthusiastic.” his dab is enough to snap you out of your transe and you turn your face towards him, pressing a small kiss to his cheek, cringing when your lips touch the cold staples.

“That’s better.” he opens into a wide smile. “Wasn’t so hard, after all, huh?”

The rumble from your stomach has you wincing. “Can I eat now?”

Dabi doesn’t mind you, too busy peppering kisses over the expanse of your shoulder.

“Dabi?”

“Hum, maybe in a while.” he winks at you, and you feel sick to your stomach despite having eaten nothing.

“I need to make sure that my good girl doesn’t turn bad.”

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mangostarjam · 2 days

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knot happening (part one) — bnha, alpha!bakugou katsuki x f!reader, aged up characters, established relationship, a/b/o dynamics, use of "brat" and "pipsqueak" as pet names, smut in the second part (coming soon), omegaverse!au for the spring fever collab run by @lorelune ! 1.2k words

your new company has some... interesting policies for employee heat cycles. you do your best to find a loophole.

"I can't do it."

"The hell d'ya mean, you can't do it?"

You give your Pro Hero boyfriend and resident alpha A Look. Bakugou Katsuki has the grace to shut his mouth, but he rolls his eyes and drapes a heavy arm over your shoulders, yanking you into him on the faded yellow couch you picked out together years ago.

"This is my first heat at this new job, and it's just... embarrassing. Do you know what they do, Katsuki?"

He raises a sharp blonde eyebrow in invitation.

"They..." your voice drops with horror, "they announce it to the whole company."

"Hah?" Katsuki sits up a little, strong thighs flexing beneath his gym shorts. He came in on the tail end of your mental breakdown, finding you pacing in the living room of your apartment with your hands tugging incessantly on your borrowed shirt. "What the fuck?"

"I know," you wail, "it's ridiculous! The president sends out a company wide email explaining your absence, and the HR team sends you a care basket, and the Sales team sets up a pre-heat drinking party! Do you know what's in the care basket, Katsuki?"

"Do I wanna know?"

"It's filled with sex toys, babe! SEX TOYS! From my company! They're branded!"

A spark lights up in Katsuki's otherwise vaguely concerned expression. "Don't they know you're mated?"

"Yes, of course, that was in my file," you wave him off, still seeing horror images of company branded sex toys floating in your mental vision. "I heard from Sasaki in Accounting that the toys are for when your mate needs a break. Y'know, from fucking."

Katsuki's derisive snort is loud and breaks you out of your personal hellhole. "What kinda fuckin' alpha needs a break when their mate needs 'em?"

"Well, not every alpha is a big strong Pro Hero like you," you point out, poking him on one annoyingly firm bicep. The familiar scent of caramel and smoke fills your nose. "And actually, maybe I should ask if they've got any onaholes for when you're the one in heat. Last time I needed another two days to recover."

"Hah?! There's no fucking way I'll use one of those!"

You peer up at your boyfriend reproachfully. "I like being able to walk, Katsuki."

"You don't need to fuckin' walk if I'm carryin' you everywhere, brat."

"Hmm, we'll see," you say. Katsuki's red eyes flash as you tap your bottom lip with your finger thoughtfully. "There's gotta be a way for me to take a week off work without telling them I'm going into heat."

"There's no way you'll be able to avoid it," Katsuki rumbles, leaning forward to catch your finger with his teeth. He nips at it lightly before leaning down more to capture your lips in a sweet kiss. That, more than anything, finally makes your anxiety simmer down. "You always smell so fucking good before it starts. Everyone's gonna notice."

"You're the only one who can do anything about it, though, so you'll have to keep it in your pants or quit picking me up after work."

"Not happening," Katsuki presses another kiss along your hairline and noses into the strands, sniffing deeply. It tickles, and you laugh, trying halfheartedly to shove him off of you. "What else do they give in these care packages?"

"Actually, besides the super cursed sex toys, they include really good snacks and electrolyte drinks to keep your energy up," you say, "and I'm really glad my company is so open about it all, but it's just so embarrassing!"

Katsuki hums, letting you vent out your worries. You look really pretty like this, dressed in one of his shirts and a pair of pajama shorts, some soft cotton thing that barely covers your perfect ass. He pulls your legs onto his lap and you flop backwards on the couch, moving on from your minor breakdown to sharing a funny story that happened to one of your new coworkers the other day. He had missed hearing about it then, stuck on overtime for a patrol, so he basks in your attention now as the two of you laze around on the couch.

The afternoon passes into evening. It's a rare lazy Monday together — your new job lets you have three day weekends in exchange for slightly longer work days, and Katsuki's patrol schedule happened to line up this week. You're digging into a pint of ice cream after polishing off a plate of his delicious (but spicy) curry and rice when it comes up again.

"What're you gonna do about your heat?"

"Well, I was thinking," you slide your spoon into the thick cream and wave it at him, "I'll still need to use my authorized heat cycle time off, since I want to save my vacation and comp time for real uses, so there's no avoiding the company finding out..."

Katsuki raises an eyebrow and accepts the spoonful of ice cream you're dangling in his face. His tongue pokes out to chase a bit of cream lingering on the edge of his lip and he grins, sharp, at the way your eyes track the movement. "But...?"

You have a feeling Katsuki hasn't fully thought through the horrors of corporate sponsored pleasure items, but you have, and the thought of everyone at your new company knowing you'll be getting fucked within an inch of your life makes you want to shrivel up and die. All companies have policies in place to protect time off for heat cycles, as society couldn't function otherwise, but this is the first place you've worked where impending heat cycles are declared company-wide. Normally it's just marked as time off.

"But they don't have to find out until after it starts, right? So as long as I can get through the pre-heat stuff without anyone noticing, I can avoid the cursed care package and company-wide email!"

"Ain't happening," Katsuki says flatly.

"We've been mated for sooo long now, babe," your gaze flicks up to meet his and you pout. Your boyfriend outright snorts when you start batting your eyelashes at him. "Surely you can resist the pre-heat symptoms this one time? I swear I'll get over my company's shenanigans once I see it happen to a few other people. It's really great how supportive they are, but I need some time, that's all."

"Your heat is in like. Two weeks," Katsuki says.

You pout up at him some more.

"During your last heat cycle we broke the mattress frame when I missed your first few pre-heat days."

"Yeah, but that was because you had that mission that went long," you say. If you could just... convince him... "C'mon, babe, this will be different! You're such a strong, powerful alpha — resisting me will be a piece of cake! Unless..." you pause and scoop another bite of ice cream into your mouth, "you're too weak to resist me."

"Are you callin' me weak?" Katsuki narrows his eyes. You wave your spoon casually and shrug.

"I mean... all you've gotta do is ignore my pre-heat. I'm just an itty bitty omega..."

Getting into a staring match with Pro Hero Dynamight is not on anyone's Top Ten Good Ideas list, but you match your boyfriend's red glare steadily.

"Alright, pipsqueak, you're on," Katsuki scoffs. "We'll see who's beggin' for who by the time your heat rolls around."

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ms0milk · 1 year

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𝐀 𝐇𝐘𝐌𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 || 𝐦.𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

On a diplomatic trip far from home, Prince Bakugou must contend with his hatred for you. A woman who lives to take orders. The last thing the warrior prince needs is a babysitter but it’s a feat, not a coincidence, that you are the only apprentice to the captain of his royal guard. Feasts, balls, and festivities await you and your new friends at Takoba, and in the seaside kingdom you must reconcile with the idea that your prince is not so noble as the queen who raised him. All while something half dead and long forgotten festers on high tide.

𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 [𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔] prince!bakugou x royal guard!(fem) reader, slow burn to eventual smut. y/n has a personality and it is business formal, she grows. individual chapters will have specific tags-warnings-ratings— in general please expect violence/descriptions of injuries, strong language, two aloof fools, the classic motley bnha crew, seaside shenanigans. bakugou is an absolute piece of work, y/n is professional to a fault and it drives him insane. travel companions ー civil teammates ー genuine enemies ー confused friends ー lovers. plenty of ridiculous tension accompanied by angst and 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄

❂ ー 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 this story has been my baby over the past few months (was this a direct response to mha ch 362? yes) — so I hope you cherish it as much as I do. I am not immune to roy/riza (fmab) and many of the dynamics in this au are heavily inspired by their relationship! just gotta build up that trust first (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ be prepared to absolutely hurtle this man out of harm's way TAGLIST | AO3

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈

𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆. ✦

You terrify him and it breaks his heart.

𝒐𝒏𝒆. 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩

In the warm forests of Aldera Castle you and the prince grew up in periphery. A soldier without magic and the boy who never spoke to her. Suddenly, he is your only responsibility.

𝒕𝒘𝒐. 𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠

With the first day of travel under your belt and introductions well collected, your Alderan company finds time to unwind together. Thankfully, nothing bad ever happens around a campfire.

𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆. 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝

Are all carriages of the east made for prisoners of war? Prince Bakugou despises the close quarters and their snagging silver fixtures, but it is a special kind of fate that would deliver you to the safety of the sea and to the feet of the fire that bars your entrance. And deliver you together at that.

𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓. 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐞

Hats off to dying!

𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆. 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

What a vivid dream you’ve made, of the prince and his heavy hands wrapped around your body.

𝒔𝒊𝒙. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐨𝐛𝐚

It is at exactly the wrong moment that you realize where all the guards have gone, and just how desperate you must appear for the prince to take such pleasure in destruction.

𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏. 𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭

Would he treat you this way in the presence of others? Is it only when you're alone that hell raises?

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈𝐈

𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚 (𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 & 𝐭𝐰𝐨.)

In the immortal words of your prince, this was a dogshit idea for a dinner party. You are haunted by blue flames and scarred ghosts no matter how hard you focus on work, and a punishment for your distraction is in order.

𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒆. 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐭

He has no right– your prince is a hypocrite and alone in a haunted seaside garden confrontation is, finally, inevitable.

𝒕𝒆𝒏. 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐟𝐨𝐚𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟 (𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 & 𝐭𝐰𝐨.)

You will eat the flame mage alive before he lays a finger on your prince, but why gods has Bakugou chosen now to fear for you? To treat you so gently?

𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏. 𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝

Thirty-one hours awake and every second spent thinking of you.

𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆. 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫

Gods help anyone that might try to hurt you, even if that person is the ocean, or a god– even if that person is you. You finally find your prince's bedchambers after a fight at sea.

𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏. 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐤𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐠

The end of your fever comes with realizations. What happens when two people unable to speak stand too close for too long?

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈𝐈𝐈

𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏. 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠

You always think you're well enough to train and if Bakugou has to tie you to a hospital bed himself he will, but he doesn't mean to watch you win for so long and he certainly doesn't mean to join you.

𝒇𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏. 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧

Can devotion come before forgiveness? can you control it? the last two sober Alderans carry their friends to bed.

𝒔𝒊𝒙𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏. 𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬

You don’t mean to bite him, he startled you. You don’t mean to laugh together or beam about magic that is not yours. You do not mean to kiss him.

𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥

(3/11)

#wanna be tagged?#leave a nice comment or fill out my taglist form!#bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #mha #mha fantasy au #mha x reader #bnha #bnha fantasy au #bnha x reader #fantasy bakugou #fantasy bakugo #a hymn to black water

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ktzuki · 1 month

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sit on me;

izuku x reader, university au

✎ synopsis — there were no more seats, so izuku offered you a seat. on his lap 🤞(only BORDERLINE suggestive)

✎ a/n — bnha fandom i am here again but for my manz izuku. he is just so.... arrggghhh i love older izu aus hes everything to me

"yn, the movies starting!!" ochako screamed. your uni flatmates decided to host a movie night, and with all the stress from finals... it was really something you appreciated.

"on my way! blame kirishima for wanting so many snacks!" you retort, scurrying to the living room where everyone else was.

what bad luck you had. normally the couch was able to hold the lot of you, but jirou had invited her boyfriend, kaminari, to the party. and for the first time, you had the courage to invite your literature classmate, and crush, izuku midoriya.

"theres no more seats..." you mumbled from the kitchen doorway. you werent sure what to do, since this was a problem that never came up. you didnt want to kick anyone off, or disturb anyone since everyone looked comfortable. you also felt a bit down as you missed your chance to sit next to izuku. you knew the others would take a hint, but you never told any of them about your feelings. in the midst of your overthinking, you hadnt noticed the slight turn of izukus head towards your direction. he watched you for a bit as you couldnt come to a solution.

"you can sit on me if you want."

the room fell into silence at izukus statement, jaws dropping in the process. you werent sure if you heard that correctly, nor did anyone else for that matter, as the boy never usually had that kind of confidence — that was something youd expect from kaminari, or bakugo with his girlfriend (a sight youd never expect to see).

"woah, izuku... who knew you were so manly!" kirishima broke the silence, smacking izukus back in the process.

"yeah... woah...!!" "okay puller!!" "sit on- ????"

said boy only blinked his eyes a few times before the realisation of what he really said washed through him. in just a few seconds, he found himself stuttering and waving his hands in the air, sweating profusely. "i-i meant on my lap! seriously! i mean!! she looked stressed!! i didnt mean anything bad i promise!"

you had nothing to say, except laugh. his rambling was sort of cute. but you knew izuku was just a friend, he was only being considerate — its in his nature. "come on guys, you know what midoriya meant."

despite being incredibly shy when it came to all things izuku, you didnt want to miss this chance. you walked over to him, sitting across his lap and resting your back on the arm rest. the edge of the armrest was hard, so izuku slipped his arm there before you even laid your back. his arm was eventually going to ache, you thought, but he still did it anyways. everyone else seemed to have gotten distracted or bored after seeing izukus reaction, and went onto their usual chit chatter before starting the movie.

"thank you midoriya. i didnt know what to do." you quietly admitted, a bit flustered as you were sitting on his lap, playing with your hands awkwardly.

"no worries. i know how it is to overthink. i just hope youre comfortable?" he asked with a sheepish smile, noticing how awkward you were. it took you aback — was he always this thoughtful?

"y-yeah. i am." you looked away, not being able to bare any more eye contact with him. you guys were only friends, and you hadnt been in a relationship in years... maybe thats why you felt the way you did.

the movie went on, entrancing everyone into it. you on the one hand couldnt focus on anything but the mere fact you were sitting on izukus lap, and you werent sure why you even did so. the urge just to melt into him was strong, but you prevailed since you convinced yourself you "didnt want to take advantage of his kindness", even though the boy fully invited you to get comfortable. your neck was currently in a bit of pain from craning it to the side, and you felt too shy to move incase you block his vision or invade his personal space. why did you sit in this position? were you dumb? you were literally frozen trying to not distract him from the movie — something you wish youd be enjoying too.

"your necks going to hurt if you keep on craning it that way. wanna face forward?" midoriya whispered in your ear as to not disturb the others. you felt how close he was in the midst of your overthinking, and it jolted you, oblivious to midoriya. it made him chuckle, but his breath against your skin lingered even when you jolted away. you wanted to chase that feeling again, but fought against it.

"if thats fine... with you i mean!" you exclaimed — you were so thankful it was dark. you didnt want him to see you flustered over his actions when he was just trying to be kind. you wouldnt have minded sitting on anyone elses lap at this moment of time, or even the floor. his actions didnt make you uncomfortable, but rather made you want to-

"of course yn. get as comfortable as you want! think of me as like... a chair!" he quietly joked. you couldnt find that funny in the way he did, but it definitely felt funny to you. it didnt help how you were already feeling. the butterflies in your stomach were running rampage, and below that... you just hoped he didnt feel anything on his thighs. he clearly didnt realise what he was saying... or maybe that was just you feeling otherwise. still, you shifted yourself and found yourself comfortable in his lap, your back now on his chest, faces just cms apart.

for the rest of the movie, you calmed yourself down and found comfort in your position. normally, your mind would be running miles over being this close, to the point where you could count every freckle, but something about him was warm, and his steady heartbeat lulled you to sleep.

when you awoke, you found the movie was already over. you shuffled around, trying to wake yourself up after a good rest. you couldnt see anyone else, so you figured everyone had left after the movie ended.

"awake?"

you jumped, not expecting anyone to be around. "midoriya?"

"you were asleep on my lap, remember?" he reminded, albeit sheepishly, "you fell asleep."

"oh my god yes! im so sorry. i mustve kept you there for-" you turned to check the time, "hours!! im so sorry midoriya!"

he waved one of his hands in response, putting his phone down in the process. "its okay - you looked so comfortable i didnt wanna wake you."

"ugh... i so owe you. thank you for everything tonight." you sighed. if it wasnt for midoriya, you mightve considered leaving movie night as a whole.

his eyes lingered on you, but so did yours.

"yn?" you looked at him, "could i..."

you could practically see the clogs in his head whirring. there was nothing he could possibly be thinking about, except getting sleep for a long day of lectures tomorrow. he was stuck overthinking as to what he should say or maybe how he should say it, and in that time you found yourself admiring his features. since you and izuku were just friends, you never got the chance to see him up close — how did you never notice how pretty he was?

he probably didnt want what you were hoping he would want. with a sigh, you got yourself ready to leave, wanting to wash all your inappropriate thoughts about midoriya away as to not make this awkward for yourself in the future. he was still your classmate after all. he noticed you shuffling, and that broke him out of his trance. he infact did want what you want. in the first place, he only asked out of kindness, but things changed over time, for example, when you were shuffling against him — he couldnt believe how stupidly oblivious he was. just as you were about to stand, you felt the hem of your shirt being grabbed, "come back."

you looked back, confused. did you get the wrong idea? "please." he asked. and that answered everything. you felt like a giddy highschooler.

in a trance, you found yourself back on his lap, lips on his, minds blank. one thing lead to another, and you began straddling his hips, and his hands found themselves under your shirt. good thing no one else was around.

for the first time in forever, the two of you couldnt even think.

#just a thought i had the other day and couldnt stop thinking about it #not revised kill me #mha x reader #bnha x reader #izuku x reader #deku x reader #bakugo x reader #todoroki x reader #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #shoto todoroki #katsuki bakugo x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #bakugou x reader #deku fluff #bakugo fluff #todoroki fluff #mha fluff

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mikasa-imadebiscults · 8 months

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OK, hear me out, so many x readers in the bnha fandom have the reader either not as a hero or as like a hero in training but like... weak. It's never a reader with an objectively powerful quirk it's always more supportive in some way, and even if it is powerful, the reader always takes a back seat to the other characters. I just want a reader who demolishes the competition, like if the reader training so fucking hard all the time and have a strong quirk why wouldn't they want to be the next symbol of peace?? Anyway was wondering if you could do a reader with a plant quirk that absolutely smokes the competition and is just a bad bitch. Thank you :))

(Hello Anon, thank you for the request! I made this a headcannons so I hope that’s okay and that you enjoy this)

MHA Reaction to the Reader Having a Extremely Strong Quirk

(Characters Included- Bakugou, Midoriya, Iida, Denki, Kirishima, and Aizawa)

(Warning: These hcs are all platonic)

Katsuki Bakugou

- You having a extremely powerful Quirk makes him absolutely furious. The fact that he can’t even stand a chance against you is infuriating to him.

- He will still say that he’s way better and that he wasn’t even trying during training. His jealousy will increase and he’ll snap at you more than others.

Izuku Midoriya & Tenya Iida

- They would be amazed on how strong your Quirk is. They would ask you to train with them so they can improve on their skills and maybe get as strong as you. Midoriya will take notes on you, since he takes notes on every Pro Hero and Hero in Training in and out of class.

- This will only build up both of their determination significantly to get even more stronger to become the greatest Hero they can be.

Denki Kaminari & Ejirou Kirishima

- They would think your Quirk is so cool. They will come up with special moves that has to do with their Quirk and your own so you guys can fight/train together.

- Kirishima will ask you about what your workout/training routine is and Denki would probably ask you for some tips on how to improve and strengthen his abilities to the max.

Shota Aizawa

- At first he was surprised on how strong you were. He just didn’t expect to get a student that is that powerful, but he’s glad that the Heroes side has another powerful person to help defeat villains.

Masterlist

#mha scenarios #mha headcanons #mha hcs #mha x reader #mha x gn!reader #mha x y/n #bakugou x reader #bakugou x y/n #deku x reader #midoriya x reader #iida x reader #iida x y/n #denki x reader #denki x y/n #kirishima x reader #kirishima x y/n #aizawa x reader #aizawa x y/n

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35c4p15t · 3 months

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Forgiveness

Yandere x Reader E.g. Shouta Aizawa, Kai Chisaki (BNHA), Suguru Geto (JJK) CW: yandere, abuse and neglect, implied kidnapping, implied developing of Stockholm syndrome

You were so tired. Arms burning due to being tied to the wall over your head, eyes itchy from the tears now staining your cheeks, throat raw after crying and screaming, legs aching as a result of being forced to stand for hours upon hours. This was your fault; you should have known he would react unfavorably, but you were so angry, confused, disgusted… you had lashed out without thinking. Maybe that was why he had put you here, alone in a cold, bare room- to make you think.

How long had you been here? He was probably watching, somehow. At first, you had continued shouting obscenities, hurling insults, thrashing. All of which achieved nothing but the painful state you were now in. Then, you'd just cried. About being taken, being trapped, being powerless. Thinking was the only option left. Did he want you to apologise? Plead with him? Beg for forgiveness? Another tear fell. You didn't think you had any left.

“… I-I'm…" It hurt to speak, dehydrated and sore. “I'm sorry… P-please… let me out…" A moment passed with no response. If you still could, you would have started crying again. Instead, you hung your head, defeated. It was hard to breathe, but harder to care.

Another minutes or so passes, though it feels longer, before he enters the room. His steady footsteps get closer, but you don't lift your head. Out the corner of your eyes, you see his feet. He cups your cheek with unexpected tenderness, forcing you to look at him while he stares at you pensively, evaluating your condition. Seemingly finding whatever he was looking for, he careful removes his hand from your head to untie your arms, maneuvering them around his shoulders so he could gently lower you to the floor, knowing your legs were close to giving out. Propped against the wall, muscles sore but finally able to rest, you watched as he picked up a water bottle previously out of eyeshot, unscrewed the lid, and held it up to your chapped lips. “Drink." Parched and desperate not to upset him again, you obeyed. The cool water soothed your throat and you closed your eyes in relief. Upon quenching your thirst, you opened your eyes, and he pulled the bottle away from you before sliding one arm under your knees and the other under your back, standing up with you in his embrace.

He carries you to the bed, you almost miss his strong arms after he places you on the plush sheets. Leaning over you, he appeared almost… angelic; robust, attractive, assured; he had freed you, forgiven you, and assisted you. “I did it for you. To teach you." His tone is soft yet confident, words holding implications you can't completely comprehend, but don't want to- you understand enough. So close his scent is all you can smell. Despite everything, you like it.

Heartbeats and breathing fill the silence. He stares at you, unmoving, expecting something. Compelled by your tired mind yearning for rest, security, and comfort, you lift your head- ignoring your screaming muscles- almost unnoticeably hesitating before pressing your lips to his. It's chaste, and he doesn't react. Your head drops soon after contact, returning his gaze with unsure, worried eyes until he smiles, satisfied, victorious. Relieved, your eyes slide shut, waiting for sleep to envelop you. Breath tickles your ear, and you resist the urge to jerk in surprise, but your heart begins to race. “Today could have been much worse. Be grateful I'm so forgiving." His lips meet your cheek, lingering before he finally stands, allowing you some reprieve from his overwhelming presence. Slumber claims you as tears wet the corner of your eyes.

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