#mina drabble

[grapementos]

ugly truth

pt 2 of this. pt 3 here.

aged up bakugo x reader

cw: descriptions of a panic attack, hospitals

a month had passed since you walked out on katsuki, walked out on your life, your home--everything you knew.

a number of your friends, along with plenty of katsuki's (who were mutual friends at this point), had reached out to you, offering a place to stay.

mina, kirishima, denki, and sero in particular were constantly checking on you and shooting you texts in case you needed to talk.

you knew they meant well, for they were bakugo's closest friends and knew how mean he could be. occasionally, you spent a night with them, the five of you coming together to watch a movie or play a game.

however, you knew they talked to bakugo too, so you remained cautious and never overshared--especially to kirishima. he was bakugo's right hand, his best friend since u.a.

there was no way you were going to show any semblance of missing bakugo, not around him.

once you found your own place, you'd distanced yourself from them, avoiding overstaying your welcome.

after they helped you move into your apartment and yet again reminded you, "if you need anything, we're here! really, anything at all!" you settled into your new space, suddenly feeling so alone.

for the first time in what felt like eternity, there was pure silence.

and then there wasn't.

the loudness, the static in your mind overpowered everything, several emotions washing over you like tidal waves. each wave was bigger than the last, merciless as it dragged you under, filling your nose and lungs with doubt, regret, sadness, anger.

"fuck," you whispered, pulling a pillow to your chest, "fuck."

you sobbed into the pillow, draining yourself of every ounce of strength and independence you thought you had.

you and bakugo had been together for three years--three years that you spent falling asleep, knowing you'd wake up to his face in the morning, three years of cooking meals large enough for two people, three years of habitually closing the shower curtain after your shower because it irked him when it was left open, three years of keeping the sodas on the left side of the fridge and water on the right.

three years. how can you unlearn three years worth of habits? let go of three years worth of comfort?

i can't do this, i can't. i can't be alone.

your subconscious was destroying you, and you hated that you felt like it was right. how could you survive alone?

your chest tightened, and the room spun and spun as the oxygen left your lungs too quick, overworking your circulatory and respiratory system.

"i need him-" you choked out, grasping desperately at nothing, nothing that could help you ground yourself.

a wave of dread rolled through you, sending your body into complete and total panic. just as you moved to stand, to grab your phone and call whoever, you felt a sense of airiness before your body tapped out, sending you straight back down to the floor.

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"yeah, they're okay." a pause, "no, i just found them like this. i didn't know what else to do."

you groaned quietly, slowly blinking your eyes open to a stark, off-white ceiling. the blinding light made you regret it immediately, not to mention the pounding headache, swollen eyes, and nasty-feeling skin.

"y/n? you awake?" you recognized mina's voice from right beside you.

"yeah, god," you mumbled, hesitantly cracking an eye open, "hospital?"

"yeah. sorry, i just.." she trailed off, looking down at her shoes, "i found a pair of shoes you left at my place and wanted to give them back. then i found you just.. out cold."

you scrunched your eyes as you tried to remember anything before the onyx pit you were dropped into but thinking just hurt your head more.

"kirishima's on his way. he's super worried, you know." she chuckled, grabbing your hand, "he hates hospitals."

you squeezed her hand, finally managing to open your eyes fully, "me too. they stink."

she laughed, scooting her chair closer to your bed, "do you remember what happened?"

you tried to concentrate, pondering what you were doing. obviously, you had just moved in and..

"oh." you sighed, suddenly feeling stupid. of course, you'd been crying like the damn baby katsuki said you were, "i think i was just anxious. you know, new place and all."

"you could've stayed living with me, you know. i don't mind your company at all."

you shook your head, "i have to," your voice cracked a little, but you hid it with a cough, "i have to move past this. get on with my life."

"but there's no rush, y/n, you know--"

"where are they?" your body stiffened at the voice echoing off the linoleum and into your ears, triggering the code red alarm inside your head.

suddenly, the door slammed open and in walked a terrified looking katsuki and a guilty kirishima.

you scooted yourself back into the plastic barrier of the bed, clenching the bars, "what the hell is he doing here?"

"y/n, are you okay? what happened?" katsuki approached the bed, inspecting you for any injuries.

"get the hell away from me!" you winced at the pull on the iv in your arm as you moved impossibly farther away from him.

the heart monitor beside you was picking up, your blood pressure climbing higher and higher the closer he got.

mina stepped between the two of you before he could say anything, "kiri, what the hell? why would you bring him?"

"you were on speaker in my car when you told me, and we were together!" he explained frantically, "he didn't listen to me."

she shook her head, pushing katsuki towards the door, "you shouldn't be here. they don't wanna see you."

he looked past her, pleading at you with his eyes, "please, y/n, i'm so sorry, okay? i need you, okay? i need you, and i need to know that you're okay."

"y/n?" mina looked back at you, silently asking what she should do.

"i don't want to see him." you looked away, unable to look in his eyes for fear of falling victim to their lure.

without hesitation, mina ushered him to the exit despite his protests, almost getting him completely out when there was a thud on the linoleum.

katsuki was on his knees, his arm outstretched above his head as he clutched something in his fist.

for a moment, you expected him to set off an explosion or anything of the crazy sort.

you flinched as he opened his fist, fully expecting to be blown to bits.

instead, the fluorescent lights bounced off the shine of what you were 101% sure was an engagement band.

the other two in the room gasped, kirishima releasing his quirk that had instinctively taken over the front of his body.

"i was gonna ask you," he choked out, "before i quit the agency. but then everything went south and, and i--i just, i lost sight, y/n, and i'm so sorry. i'll be better, i swear it."

your hand covered your mouth, though you were speechless anyways. instinctively, you felt anger. how could he do this to you? here? now? after you'd wound up in the hospital because of him?

"how dare you," you spat, tears welling up in your eyes, "how dare you do this to me? do you enjoy hurting me, huh? tearing me apart just to build me back up again? do you get off on that--that glory?"

he was crying too, his eyes pleading, "i don't wanna hurt you. i'll go to therapy, i'll change, i swear. whatever you want me to do, i'll do it right now."

you swallowed hard around the ball in your throat, "leave. leave me alone and stay the hell out of my life."

hospital staff came flooding into the room before katsuki could respond, ushering the three of them out, "i'm sorry, this hospital has low tolerance for commotion like this. security will see you out."

you had never been more grateful that you were in a hospital, relief flooding your body as you turned onto your side, letting the tears run down your cheeks.

it wasn't fair. he knocked you about a hundred tiny steps back, considering you'd only taken a hundred tiny steps in the past month. your heart was throbbing, and a large part of you couldn't help but question your decision.

what if he really would change, get better? he was the love of your life. no one had ever loved you better.

extremely stressed, you found yourself questioning whether you'd made the right decision.

wow, i was super surprised by the amount of support. it was meant to be a standalone, but now i’m pretty sure there will be a 3rd part. thank you so much for the support! 🩷

tags: @blackout-ice-biohazard @survivorofmath @iam-thevillain-of-thisstory @odessa-is-my-queen @firesmokeandashes @tsukikoxo @valentineshiftz

#bnha #anime #mha #my hero academia #angst #boku no hero academia #drabble #gender neutral reader #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bakugo katsuki #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo mha #panic attack #gender neutral y/n #mina ashido #kirishima ejiro #kirishima ejirou #grapeflop$

[tootiecakes234]

You’re pregnant and Izuku is away on a mission. He has each of his friends stop and by help take care of you. He literally plans out a schedule for everyday he’s gone to make sure someone is there with you when you need it.

These are the people stopping by and how they spend time with you.

Bakugo brings meals so you don’t have to cook so much. Everything he drops off is delicious but he drops off enough to feed 4 people at least.

Todoroki comes over and helps you clean your house. You guys have the same music taste so it’s a very calming activity to do with him.

Uraraka is assigned doctors appointments because Izzy knows of all his friends that she is the most responsible and will make sure you’re there on time. Also comes with questions.

Mina would come over and cuddle and watch movies while you guys do skin care. You can no longer reach your own feet so she gives you a pedicure as well

Izuku sends Kaminari on the days when you aren’t feeling the best because he knows that Denki will come over and make you feel better. Apparently you think he’s funny.

Asui is your shopping buddy. She keeps great conversation and can see when you’re getting tired and makes sure you take breaks.

Anything that needs done around the house is handled by Kirishima. He’s oh so manly and literally doesn’t let you lift a finger when he’s around.

Izuku is so happy to have so many great friends. Makes him feel a little better when he has to be away from you.

#imagine #mha fanfiction #drabble #mha fluff #mha scenarios #mha kirishima #mha headcanons #mha bakugou #mha mina #mha izuku #izuku midoriya #izuku mydoria #izuku x reader #pregnant

[ot9snumber1]

What about… alphas g!p misamo being so protective and whipped for omega/beta reader? Them absolutely being absolutely willing to do anything for reader even if it meant being edged or putting on a show for reader Hehehehe

anon i love you so much

cw: power bottom reader(?), edging, implied breeding kink

you weren't the most dominant person out there, quite the opposite, actually. being an omega was very convenient for your usually passive nature.

but, something about your three precious alphas makes you love taking the lead. although you aren't the one on top, watching them follow every single order you bark out is just so satisfying.

"momo, off. it's sana's turn." you say sternly. momo whimpers, pulling out of you. she was so, so close... but you said enough, so it's enough. plus, she already came twice! it was only fair that sana had her turn, especially since she was the only one out of the three that hadn't fucked you yet today.

momo joins mina at the edge of the bed, who was sitting obediently after you made her get off you because she came before you said she could. mina was still pouting, but she knew she'd have her turn again later. plus, who was she to disobey your orders?

they both watched sana eagerly get on top of you and push her entire length inside you all at once. "a-ah!" you moan, but swat her lightly. "i didn't give you permission yet."

sana frowns, "oh. i'm so sorry, i-"

you shut her up with a kiss. "it's okay. just don't do that again next time, okay?" sana nods, and starts moving in and out of you slowly. your back arches almost immediately, softly moaning her name as you grasp onto the sheets below you.

the sight makes sana even harder, somehow.

"mina, momo," you say between breathy moans as sana sunk her teeth into your neck. "you can touch yourselves, but don't cum, okay? save it for when it's your turn again."

the two nod and immediately start stroking their cocks to the sight of sana fucking you painfully slowly.

"sana, faster." the alpha immediately follows your orders and moves her hips faster, her hands grasping your waist as her length pounds into you.

your eyes roll back while you whine in pleasure, your hands moving from grasping the sheets to clawing at sana's back. there was truly nothing better than being able to control your three perfect girls.

#i love misamo. i need them so bad #asks #anon #drabble #myoui mina x reader #minatozaki sana x reader #hirai momo x reader #misamo x reader #gp!mina #gp!momo #gp!sana #twice x reader #twice smut

[srslymina]

Minors DNI!!!

Smut!

Alpha!Twice x Omega!Fem!Reader

CW; gangbang, ownership, anal, dp, omegaverse, g!p, rough, overstimulation, praise, etc. etc.

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Anniversary with Twice was the best. The nine members all joined in the celebration and will always do so. There are always gifts. Always. This year was big. The members had given it their all. They were one of the most successful alpha-only K-pop groups after all. Each member chose to distribute their prizes after their anniversary live. Tzuyu went first, giving each member exclusive perfume; there are only ten of them in the world, and she got nine.

Jeongyeon went second, giving each member a heartfelt letter and thousands of dollars worth of gift cards to their favorite places to eat. Mina decided to knit each member matching sweaters, Chaeyoung drew framed portraits for everyone, and Dahyun gave everyone matching but different shade purses from Micheal Kors. 

Jihyo made playlists for each member, each playlist over five hours long, and she choose each song for a reason. Momo, baked everyone mini cakes, their favorite flavors too, and Sana made everyone candles with scents that reminded her of them. 

Nayeon however had nothing in her hands. And as everyone took turns handing out their things, they all slowly looked at Nayeon who was busy trying on the perfume Tzuyu gave her. 

“What?” She smirked looking at the confused faces of all her members. “You don’t actually think I came here empty handed, right?” She man spreaded leaning back on the bean bag. A relieved sigh came from Jihyo’s mouth, Nayeon chuckled at their reactions. 

“Actually my gift is… how do I put this? Only one…thing… so we need to share” Nayeon explained to the group who looked even more confused “you know what? How about I just show you?” 

Nayeon stands up and walks out the room. They stand there wondering what Nayeon brought, but that’s when it hits them, a scent, a soft lavender, combined with some of Nayeon’s muskier leather scent. 

And as the members try to catch on to what this sweet scent actually is, you're walking through the door, pink blindfold matching your collar and leash. Nayeon tugs at the leash, you hastily step into her, the blindfold not helping at all. You let out a soft yelp as you walk into her.

You felt dizzy, Nayeon’s scent had been too much earlier and just as you started getting used to it eight more alphas had taken no precaution to hide their scent.

"A omega?" Jihyo says in disbelief.

"Yeaaaah, I thought we could have some fun you know? Some of us got no game and clearly need some action..." Nayeon mumbled the last bit, as all the members slowly eye Chaeyoung.

"Hey!"

"sooo I bought an Omega! I kind of own her now, so we could do whatever we want to this little slut," Nayeon shoves you towards the girls and you stumble forward with a fearful gasp. Soft arms catch you, and you're pulled onto someone's lap. A strong scent of roses causes your breathe to hitch as a hand tugs your collar and pulls your face into their neck.

"Such a sweet girl, think you can handle all of us?"

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You don't know how long it's been, everything is a blur, one moment you're on your back, taking someone's cock in your hole, another one stuffed into your mouth, your hands rubbing more of them off. Another moment you're on your knees, hands wrapped around your hair, as their thrusts get rougher and rougher.

"hngg- ack! mmph!!"

Now you're bouncing on someone else, nails digging into your hips and head dragged forward only too feel someone spit on your face, and then another hand would squish your cheeks pulling you in for a filthy kiss.

"you're taking everyone's cock so well, baby" lips would mumble onto your skin.

"c'mon take it, uhgg, s'fuckin' good"

"put her down, I wanna try s'mthing"

You're left on the floor, completely empty as you try to catch your breathe, the girls whisper around you. You shakily reach up to remove the blindfold still around your eyes, but a hand grips your wrist, you whimper as your arms are pulled behind your back and are bounded together by the leash.

"oh, we're not done with you yet, sweet omega" A sultry voice nibbles your ear. You let out a shaky gasp when you feel something cold drip onto your hole.

"w-wait, n-not- ahh!" You try to move away from the touch, but your face is brought down, cheek squishing against the cold tile, another hand lifts your hips.

"who gave you permission to speak, hmm?" A cold voice spoke sharply. "need a' plug up that little mouth of yours, huh?"

All you could do is moan and whine against the cock in your mouth as you feel something pushing in from behind,

"oh- my fuck- so tight"

You're used for hours, orgasms blurring together, as you laid on top of someone, feeling yourself get filled over and over and over again. You think you passed out at some point, because the next thing you know, you feel your blindfold getting tugged off. You flinch at the light,

"shit Nayeon, she's cute"

"god look at those pretty eyes"

Murmurs echo in your head, as you felt yourself get lifted up, a cloth wiping you down. Nayeon chuckled each time you flinched whenever she went over a sensitive spot,

"Happy anniversary, girls"

#twice x reader #twice smut #twice imagines #twice drabbles #mina smut #nayeon smut #jeongyeon smut #momo smut #sana smut #jihyo smut #dahyun smut #chaeyoung smut #tzuyu smut

[lady-ashfade]

Snowballs.

Poly!Bakusquad x Reader.

Someting about the cooled, the snow on the ground made you feel so warm inside. Watching them play in the cold white fluff and laugh while throwing snowballs at each other made you feel so happy and in love. It’s been a year since you all started going out and this Christmas was the first season you spent as a couple.

“Don’t just stand there,” denki shouted and ran behind you as you laughed. “Help me.” The others look at you with smirks with the snowballs in their hands. You sigh and put up your arms ready to take the hits.

“Come one, do it.” You grin mischievously. They scream and start to launch them at you. You only laugh as they all hit you, one going in your hair and face.

Denki screamed and reached up and took your face in his hands, “Not the face.” He screamed and got in front of you again. “My hero.” He gave you one kiss on the cheek before turning around with a playful glare.

“Let’s get them.”

#denki kaminari x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #mina ashido x reader #ejiro kirishima x reader #hanta sero x reader #bakusquad x reader #poly!bakusquad x reader #poly bakusquad #poly bakusquad x reader #winter drabble

[ryujenini]

IMAGINE #14 (nsfw)

Sana being so needy for you while you're asleep that you wake up with her straddling your stomach, grinding herself down on your soft skin, eyes squeezed shut, trying not to make a noise to wake you up, not knowing you were already awake, watching her come undone on top of you

#twice #sana #smut #drabble #imagine #kpop #hard thoughts #hard hours #nayeon #jeongyeon #momo #jihyo #mina #dahyun #chaeyoung #tzuyu #ryujenini

[izufeels]

⌕ [ brownies ] — k.bakugou !

mina: hey homo theres brownies in the kitchen

y/n’s eyes lit up as she read mina’s message; brownies were her absolute favorite.

the girl immediately got off her bed and skittered down to the kitchen, finding it empty. it was a bit odd, since mina had insinuated that she’d be there, but y/n didn’t care.

as soon as she laid eyes on the brownies, the rest of the world was absolutely forgotten.

she quickly grabbed a fork from the drawer next to her and stabbed it into the brownies, not caring if she hadn’t gotten a plate or anything like that.

y/n shoved the fork into her mouth and let the food melt onto her tongue. she groaned loudly.

“whoever made this deserves head,” she whispered to herself, firmly believing she was alone.

“yeah?” bakugou asked, snickering as y/n flinched and spun around so fast she could’ve gotten whiplash.

y/n’s eyes went wide as she made the correlation between bakugou and the brownies.

she laughed awkwardly, turning back around to look down at the counter. “yep. definitely.”

bakugou hummed as he pushed himself off the doorway and walked out of the kitchen.

jesus fucking christ almighty

#bnha #my hero academia #mha #bnha x reader #boku no hero academia #mha x reader #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou #bakugou #kaachan #bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou x reader #kaachan x reader #bakugou fluff #baker bakugou #bakugou headcanons #drabble #bakugou drabble #lesbian mina ashido

[actualyoyo]

Kirishima: I think I’m in love with bakugou

Mina: congratulations you are officially the last person to know

#mha incorrect quotes #mha imagines #bakugou drabble #mha bakugou #bnha bakugo katsuki #kirishima headcanon #mha x reader #mha fanfiction #mha fluff #kirishima imagine #mina ashido #bakugou x kirishima #bnha bakugou #bakugou x reader #bakukiri #kirishima #kirishima fluff

[savnofilter]

Yk thé girls from the mha mommy headcannons ok NOW what type of top or bottom would those girls be!!!

   toga | midnight | burnin | mina | jiro x [fem]reader

tw; sexual content, top & bottom terminology.

read more; masterlist | drabble masterlist

i/b; mommy kink girls vr.

a/n; ANONIE YOU ARE SO 🤌🏽. i would also love to see these sosjsjs. the girls are so underrated it's painful. pun intended , the list is organized by top to bottom LMAOAJSJSJDJD anyways,, thank you, anon!!

MIDNIGHT—top

she is the type of top that is able to adapt to however you're feeling in the moment. Midnight is flexible and easy to please. she takes a lot of pleasure from pleasing you, and her main focus is exactly that. there's not a time where she complains or pushes you to do things you don't want to. she takes it seriously and it wouldn't surprise me if you do accidentally call her mommy or smt (you most likely have mommy issues if you want Midnight to top you, don't lie to me). even if she isn't necessarily on top, you can guarantee that you can follow her lead (power bottom moment ensues---)🫶🏽

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TOGA

Toga topping means she is pushing your limits (respectfully). she is an experimentalist and loves to watch you squirm and whimper. even when you're in moments where its not super intense, she just adores looking down at you and admiring you. her being able to top gives her a whole better viewing experience in her opinion. she bend, twist, grope etc and it's just so fun.

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BURNIN—switch

Burnin does not mind whichever. if you want her to top, she will top. if you want her to bottom, she will bottom. Burnin is a giver and will do what it takes for you two to get to a release. doesn't matter what position she has to do it in; neither does she have a preference. she can easily do both which is what makes having sex with her so fun. 🤭

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MINA

she is another one who doesn't mind but prefers to bottom. Mina is a brat who'll top when she wants but don't expect it to be all the time. i'd say in a ratio... 60/40 she will bottom. she just likes to tease and play around so she loves receiving the punishment for playing with you. of course if her antics call for it, she will top. so it's up in the air really. a mystery but not enough to really call her a switch.

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JIRO—bottom

tbh i kinda see Jiro as a pillow princess. now, she will do what she needs to do but is the type to just lay there and take it. how sweet she is, you don't even think about it too much. she gets the best view, received the best treatment and when is rewarded well she is very willing to give back. don't mistake her royalty for her attitude!! she is very generous.

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#bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha thirst #mha thirst #talk toga #toga x reader #talk burnin #burnin x reader #talk midnight #midnight x reader #talk mina #mina x reader #talk jiro #jiro x reader #not sfw #d drabbles

[bakubunny]

OMG HI. JUST READ YOUR KIND HEARTED HERO AND I ABSOLUTELY FUCKING LOVED IT!! ITS AMAZING AND I ACTUALLY FELT SO CONNECTED WITH Y/N IF THAT MAKES SENSE BUT LIKE AS A MEDIUM SIZE WOMAN I FELT SO HAPPY WITH THIS AND IM WONDER IF YOU CAN DO MORE LIKE HEAD CANNONS OR DRABLE OF THIS!!

Like we’re would Eijiro take us to a date? I feel like maybe a small cozy cafe or a morden large five star restaurant! I find those good choices since Y/N does give out the vibe of “I like small, simple and cute things but also fancy, expansive places.”

Another thing if bakugou or the whole squad asks him how was his time with us and if we stayed over for Netflix and to chill (something denki would say lol) and we just over heard that lol.

Yes it’s a lot sorry It’s just since MHA started streaming like mid 2016 for me I always notice him as a background character and seen the way he’s grown and I absolutely love and adore him with all of my heart!😊

i’m so glad you enjoyed! ☺️ i tried to include some of the thought process that might happen in the moment that i don’t always see in fics and i think it ended up translating well.

first date: surprise picnic at one of eijirou’s favorite places with a scenic view. man’s already thinking long term cause he’s pretty sure he knows what he wants. and he’s always thought this would be a romantic place to come back to in the future. he’d make all the food himself (read: he’d beg katsuki to help him impress you because he’s a fantastic cook; katsuki ends up doing most of the work and eijirou helps), buy your favorite flowers and put them in a vase when he picks you up, and clean up nice. he’s not sure why, but he’d be nervous and indecisive about whether or not to style his hair the way he always does or put it back in a bun, but don’t worry, mina’s already on her way to help a man out with such an important decision. (you can thank her for the bun; it means you can run your fingers through his hair later should the moment arise, and he hadn’t even thought of that until she suggested it.) he’d bring along more than one fluffy blanket and an extra sweatshirt - one for the grass and one to snuggle up in if you need it. he’d also try and find a secluded spot because he’s always lowkey dreamed of late night stargazing and romantic sex under the stars. don’t worry about getting cold, either. eijirou is a human furnace and will keep you plenty warm.

i feel like eijirou is the kind of person who would be pretty private once he meets someone he really likes, so he makes a point to make sure to talk to his friends after you’ve left because he knows how mina and denki can get. mina sweetly convinces katsuki to make a big dinner or something, and next thing eijirou knows, he’s walking in to katsuki and hitoshi talking in the kitchen while mina, denki, and hanta are whispering speculations about what happened. they ask a ton of questions, and denki makes some insinuation about ‘netflix and chill.’ eijirou gets red to the tips of his ears (which is unusual for him to be this flustered about it), simply says that you stayed the over and it was a really great night, and moves on to gushing about your pets or something else he really likes about you. hanta is the only one who takes the hint and can tell that you might be different to him than the rest, and steers the conversation with eijirou, which he’s very thankful for.

#asks #fic request #drabble requests #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #boku no hero #millennialmagicalgirl #bnha smut #mha smut #x reader #kirishima eijirou #kirishima x reader #bakugou katsuki #ashido mina #sero hanta #shinsou hitoshi #kaminari denki #shinkami #bakumina #bakusquad #requests

[yungchaeng]

maybe Shinunoga E-Wa by Fujii Kaze and like a Mina yandere type fic? (only if you're comfy with that ofc)

Love Me (Twice: Mina)

genre: angst - word count: 1800

content warning: yandere-themed, violence, kidnapping

The world stopped when you locked eyes for the first time. It was just for a split second, but that was more than enough to know for sure. You and Mina together. It was true love.

Mina was meant to be your one and only. She just had to make sure you understood that…no matter what it would take.

The young woman twirled her hair and would sheepishly giggle like some love-sick teenager when she thought of you. Your name next to hers looked prettier every time she wrote it in her notebook, and with every night you spent apart she grew more lonely. More desperate.

So every morning she made her bed, and made sure her room was tidy. Every single morning, she left the house with hope that today would be the day that you’d finally come around.

At 07:45 AM sharp Mina was seated already, patiently waiting for you to stumble in through the doors. You would always be in a rush, glancing at the professor with that apologetic look in your eyes. She’d do her best to hide her smile as she mouthed your words along with you. “Sorry sir, traffic.”

That pout on your lips was so adorable. One of the first things she noticed about you, actually.

That 8 AM class was the one time she counted herself lucky to be somewhat of a loner. After your eyes would search the room, they’d land on the seat next to her. The space was always empty, but she liked it that way. Mina didn’t need anyone. Every time you’d plop down next to her and your pretty lips curled into a smile as you said goodmorning, Mina knew she was complete.

Every day was the same, and maybe she could live that way forever: too shy to speak to you, but at least being able to bask in your scent every morning. It wasn’t perfect, but she was patient. Before long, you’d be together and she didn’t mind waiting…at first.

Mina loved you. She didn’t want it to go down the way it did, but you forced her hand. The moment that you walked through those doors and she wasn’t the first person you locked eyes with, it all changed.

She watched you with dark eyes as you passed your usual seat next to her and sat next to some other girl. You hugged her and smiled in a way Mina had never seen before. It made her blood boil.

In that moment, it felt like she was watching you slip through her fingers and she realised she never wanted to feel that way again. Mina had to make sure of it. 

As angry as Mina was, she couldn’t blame you. You simply lost your way, and it was her job to show you just how perfect you two were. You and Mina – no one else. That was how it was supposed to be. So that was how it was going to be.

It took her a lot of courage to talk to you for the first time, but you were nice. Just as she expected you to be. It was not hard for her façade to rope you in: Myoui Mina, the shy, soft spoken girl no one in class would give a second glance to. Who would ever think she would pose any kind of threat? People were so easy to fool – even you, her dearest one.

It started with her asking about school assignment she couldn’t care less about, and you were helpful. For the first time she got a taste of your undivided attention, and it felt better than she had imagined it to be. You and her…it felt so electric. There was no way you couldn’t feel it too, right?

As the conversations got more casual and you shared facts about yourself that she knew long beforehand, she’d take the time to admire you. The way you talked with your hands fascinated her. You always seemed so passionate. She could tell by watching you talk with your friends…but that couldn’t even compare to seeing you so up close. The sound of your voice comforted her. Hearing you speak to her directly brought her serenity, more than just hearing your voice in class or looping the videos on your social media could ever give her.

Everything felt so right, and with every time you softly chuckled Mina was more certain that she was doing the right thing. The two of you were meant to be, and if the rest of the world wouldn’t understand or respect that, she had no other choice than to keep you to herself.

People were usually creatures of habit, and luckily for Mina, you were the prime example of that. It was not hard for her to plan it all out. All she had to do was wait patiently till exam season came around and you’d spend your days and nights basically living in the library with your friends and with … that girl. Mina’s stomach churned whenever she’d watch you walk out of the building with your fingers intertwined with hers and it took everything in her not to make rash decisions.

No, if this was going to work it had to be planned. It had to be calculated.

She had to hold onto her last ounce of patience tightly, until the day eventually came. There was only one day that you’d usually go to the library by yourself and that morning Mina made her bed with a grin on her face, knowing that that was finally the day you’d lay in it.

Her eyes watched you like a hawk from behind your car as you left the building. Her breath picked up and she whispered words of encouragement to herself. The dimmed streetlights of the parking lot illuminated just enough for her to see you approach closer and closer and her hand tightened around the cold rock she held. 

She felt sick. The thought of hurting you, made her stomach ache. It killed her inside, but Mina knew this was the only way.

Just as you were about to open your car door, she emerged from the shadows. Your keys slipped from your fingers when she startled you, and without a second thought she kicked them under your car. Your hand held onto your chest, trying to somehow calm your racing heart.

“Oh, Mina?” Seeing her familiar face was supposed to put you at ease, but something about the look in her eye caused you even more discomfort. With a nervous chuckle you took two steps back. Mina took three forward. “…what are you doing here? I didn’t see you studying inside.”

Her lip twitched, and her grip tightened as she whispered. “I love you.”

“I…” It was then you saw the rock in her hand and her knuckles had gone pale from her harsh grasp. In hindsight, that was probably the moment that you knew how this would all end for you. “Mina, I’m flattered…but, uh, my girlfriend—”

“Girlfriend?” Mina repeated incredulously. The sharp tone in her voice was like none you had ever heard before – let alone from her. In fact, everything about her was suddenly so different. Her usual soft smile was gone, replaced by pursed lips, a dark gaze, and a clenched jaw. “Don’t be ridiculous. She can never know you like I do. She will never love you like I can!”

You took a sharp breath at her sudden change in demeanor, and she seemed to soften at that. Mina tried reaching for you with somewhat of an apologetic look, but you moved back.

“I’m sorry.” she returned back to a whisper, and as she stared at the ground her tight grip on the rock seemed to soften. All the while your mind was going in circles, trying to find any kind of way to escape the situation, but nothing came to mind. You blanked. You were helpless. “I’m so, so sorry for this.”

The last thing you remember before it all went dark was your measly attempt to scream for help as Mina swung, and then the impact. You didn’t even feel your body hit the ground.

When you woke, you were in her arms and tucked comfortably in bed. Mina held you as tight as she could, as tight as she’d always dreamed of doing – she needed you to know you were safe.

You groaned, and she chuckled softly. With a gentle stroke to the scar she left you, she shushed you. “It’s okay. I’m sorry for that. You’re all patched up now.”

“Mina…” your voice sounded more slurred than you expected it to be. Then you realised how drowsy you felt. “…wh- where—”

“Don’t worry.” The room was dark, but through your heavy eyelids you saw her smile. The smile that you knew all too well was back, soft, yet bright. Her hands caressed your hair, your cheeks, then she held your hand. “You’re safe now.”

“Home.” Your hoarse voice managed to croak out. “I need to go home.”

Mina’s eyebrows furrowed and her lip twitched slightly before it turned back into her signature smile. “You’re so silly. You are home.” The young woman traced figures on the back of your hand, and she sighed of relief. Having you so close was everything she had ever wished for and more.

It was just you and her now, and no one else mattered. Just like it was all meant to be.

The more you regained consciousness though, the more restless you became. It broke her heart, but she was prepared. “I hope you know I’m doing this for us.” she whispered before tightening the cuffs on your wrist. The hurt made you wince, and she gave you an apologetic look as she got out of bed. “I’ll let you rest.”

“Mina, please…” you tried. “Please!”

“I love you. You don’t have to say it back yet…but you’ll see.” She said, leaning in the door opening. You tried to follow her, but quickly realised the cuffs were tied to both your wrist and the bed frame to hold you back. There was no escaping, and that nightmare realisation seeped into your reality as you started to sob. “We’re right for each other, and I know you’ll love me too.”

And that was that. Mina left the room and locked it behind her, trapping you with a million questions about where it all went wrong, or whether you’d even make it out of this alive. You cried, begged, and pleaded, but your agony didn’t faze her. She slid down the door and held her ear against it with a smile on her face, feeling comforted by your mere presence.

Mina fell asleep to your voice that night.

#twice #mina #twice x reader #mina x reader #twice angst #mina angst #this is very different from my usual achey-heart breaky type of angst hahaha #i hope its decent and you enjoy #also the fact that this is almost 2k words and i wanted make these song request drabbles is just proof that i cant keep anything short 🥲🥲 #have a good day everyone :) #Mina x fem reader #twice x fem reader #yandere twice #yandere Mina

[ot9snumber1]

samo (gp!momo bc why not :3) coming home to find mina (who’s meant to be on punishment) riding the biggest dildo she owns in the middle of the living room. wearing nothing bc but a skirt, a lacy bra, thigh highs and a pretty pink collar.

“i know she’s on punishment but oh my god just look at her” sana whispers to momo, who’s already fully hard.

mina looks up at the older girls with pleading eyes, moans and whimpers coming from her lips every few seconds, practically begging momo to fuck her mouth and for sana to tell her what a good girl she is :(

AAAHHHH THANK YOU i love this so much

warnings: mommy kink, dacryphilia

momo should scold sana for giving in so easily.

momo should scold sana for kneeling in front of mina, kissing her and helping her ride the dildo faster.

"sana..." momo walks up by the two, her voice stern as she crosses her arms and glares at her girlfriends. "but momo! look at her, she dressed up all pretty for us. she even wore her collar!" sana pouts.

"this is all for us, right? you missed us so much you just needed to whore yourself out, hm?" sana coos as she places a hand on mina's cheek and caresses her gently. mina replies with a whimper, refusing to stop bouncing on the toy as she looked up at momo with an equally adorable pout.

momo sighs. her two girls looking up at her, both with devastating pouts on their face was the hardest thing to resist.

"fine. but this is really the last time either of us are letting mina off easy, okay?" she grumbles, gently making sana move after mina creamed all over her toy. sana grins, winking at mina.

(that's why mina loved both of them so much. neither could ever resist spoiling her.)

"what do you want, baby?" momo asks as she stood in front of mina, as if mina wasn't outright staring right at the bulge in her pants. "want your cock, please."

"please what?"

"please, mommy."

momo grins, letting mina take her unbuckle her pants and pull her boxers off. sana crawls to sit behind mina, "that's our good girl." she coos as she forces mina to keep sitting on the dildo.

mina tries not to cry. she was feeling so deliciously overwhelmed as momo immediately starts fucking her mouth at an insane pace while sana left kisses and bites all over her back, even tugging on the elastics of her thigh highs to let it snap against her flesh.

it was just too good.

"don't hold the tears back, honey. you know we like it when you cry." sana whispers, her breath hot against mina's ear. she had to do all the talking since momo was getting almost as desperate as mina was with the way her head was thrown back. her moans grew into high-pitched whines the faster she went.

mina only blinks in acknowledgement to sana's words, finally letting the tears flow when she feels sana pinch her nipples through her lace bra.

"atta girl. you should be thankful we can't resist this cute little act of yours."

and thankful mina was as her eyes roll back when she feels momo's load trickle down her throat. she doesn't care that she couldn't breathe, or that her back was full of hickeys she'd get punished for if she even thought about covering them. all that mattered was that she'd proven herself right again—she had momo and sana wrapped around her finger.

#poly!misamo #drabbles #myoui mina x minatozaki sana x hirai momo #mina x sana x momo #twice smut #asks #twice fanfic

[wannabe-amateur-writer]

Bakugou X Reader

You: For the last time, me and Bakugou don't have pet names for each other!

Mina: Okay, sure.

Kirishima: Hey, What's another name for dad?

You: Father?

Aizawa: What, brat?

BakuSquad: ...

#bnha bakugo katsuki #mha bakugou #bakugou x reader #bnha bakugou #bakugou katsuki #mha kirishima #bnha kirishima #kirishima ejirou #mina ashido #mina bnha #mha #mha imagines #incorrect bnha quotes #bnha #mha incorrect quotes #bnha imagines #bakugou x y/n #bakugou imagine #mha drabbles #bnha drabble #x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #mr aizawa #bnha aizawa #aizawa shouta #dadzawa

[lady-ashfade]

Leaves

—£ Poly!Bakusquad x Gn!reader.

—£ Warnings: Poly relationship, fluff.

If there was a moment you could be stuck in forever, it would be now.

The breeze hitting your skin while your nose twitches at the cold air and your hands buried themselves in your coat. The tree above you  rustled it’s leaves and branches at the wind which gave you a calming sensation. The nature around you made you forget the nervous but awaiting feeling in your stomach.

Calling from the hill below you heard your name and you peeked down, finding the eyes of your lovers. They were covered in warm clothing and a few things in their arms. Even Bakugo had a soft smile.

A box of food being carried by Kirishima, a blanket being held by Mina as she rushed passed the boys to meet you. Bakugo with a shiny bag with paper sticking out of it like a birthday present. Denki and sero carries the quilt to sit on and the plates and everything else. You smile and welcome the crushing hug Mina pulls you into with a laugh.

A few minutes later everything was set up and it had you all calm and ready to enjoy a quite night alone. Even if it was slightly cold this was your place, the place were you all came together.

“Y/n,” you turn to see them all looking at you with a soft expression. Bakugo leaned off his arm and reached into your hair and watched you get confused only to pull a leaf out of your hair.

You chuckle and thank your boyfriend which he rolls his eyes playfully. “Dumbass, just eat.” You all laugh at him but decided to finally eat. Hours of talking and cuddling up to one other for warmth was on hell of a way to spend the night.

Yeah, if time frozen you’d be more then welcome to it.

#poly bakusqaud x reader #bakusquad x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #Mina ashido x reader #ejiro kirishima x reader #Kirishima x reader #kiribaku x reader #denki kaminari x reader #hanta sero x reader #bakusquad #bakusquad fluff #fluff #Drabble #thought #Bakugo x reader

[ryujenini]

IMAGINE #45 (fluff)

(Poly!Twice×Reader)

Nayeon had the idea that her and all of the girls should give you flowers for your birthday since you loved them so much and always made sure to buy a bouquet every month for the huge apartment you all shared, Nayeon gave you Roses, Jeongyeon gave you Tulips, Momo Gave you Daisies, sana Gave you Lavender, Jihyo Gave you peonies , Mina gave you Daffodils, Dahyun gave you Sunflowers, Chaeyoung painted you a bunch of different flowers and Tzuyu got you Lilies , all of their gifts making you feel loved and special, you made sure to put Chaeyoungs painting on your bedroom wall and surprised the others a few months later when you had preserved a flower from every bunch and made an art piece of your own symbolising the love the 10 of you shared

#twice #nayeon #jeongyeon #momo #sana #jihyo #mina #dahyun #chaeyoung #tzuyu #cute #fluff #imagine #drabble #one shot #fanfic #kpop #ryujenini #poly #wlw

[demonrubberduck]

MinaxJonathan, knife, waiting for the Czarina Catherine while Mina is gradually changing more and more

His and Hers Knives

(Summary: PG-13 for mentions of suicide and a swear

Jonathan has knives for Dracula, or for anyone else who might try to separate him from Mina, and Mina has a knife of her own.)

The gentle scrape of blade upon whetstone did not awaken Mina. It was a quiet, soothing sound, though Jonathan doubted even the passing by of a circus could rouse her from her slumber before she was ready. Regardless, he tried to keep quiet while she slept, and he doubted this sound would have even bothered her before she’d been bitten.

Not that he was the sort to sharpen knives in the wee hours, before. Much had changed in the past few months. He wasn’t the same man who had set out on a train to Buda-Pesth and beyond for an ailing Mr. Hawkins.

A few more strokes had his kukri knife razor sharp. He set it aside and drew another knife, a Bowie, from a sheath within his waistcoat. He wet the stone, then began sharpening its blade. 

He kept four knives on his person, these days. The kukri was the most obvious. It was the statement, and the other concealed blades whatever punctuation it required. Let it not be said that Jonathan Harker wasn’t communicative.

He sharpened the Bowie, then his boot knife, and finally the curved karambit. This had become his nightly ritual, almost a knightly ritual, as he watched over Mina’s unnatural slumber. Dracula had come upon her in their bedchamber. Never again. Though Dracula was far away, concealed in the bowels of the Czarina Catherine, Jonathan still kept his vigil.

It wasn’t only for Dracula that he sharpened his blades. Van Helsing and Seward’s eyes were ever on Mina, assessing her sluggish pulse and her sharpening teeth and that terrible burned mark upon his pale forehead. If they could not hunt down and destroy Dracula to free Mina’s soul, they would come for her.

And if they did, they would find Jonathan. 

There would have to be a strategy to the order in which he addressed them, he knew. If they brought Godalming and Morris along, they would have to be dealt with first, though he’d have to be wary of Seward’s right hook if his phonograph entries were to be believed. Van Helsing would be last. Though his brain was the biggest threat to Mina’s continued existence, his body was slow and frail with age, and with the others gone, he would be easy to dispatch.

“Jonathan.”

If the two doctors came alone, that would be better. They might, if they underestimated Jonathan’s devotion to Mina. Then he could silence them, and catch Morris and Godalming unawares. 

“Jonathan.”

It wouldn’t be easy to take a life, but he could steel himself for Mina’s sake. A man had to protect his wife. ‘Til death do us part,’ what weak resolve was that? He would be hers beyond death, beyond ‘un-death’.

“Jonathan!” Chill hands and an insistent voice drew him from his dark thoughts, and he finally blinked and saw that Mina had awoken and taken his hands in her own around the hilt of his kukri, which he must have picked back up at some point of his musings. Mina’s hands looked ethereally pale against his.

“My love, where were you?” she asked. Here she was, so sickly pale, yet worried about him. He shook his head.

“Lost in thought.” He put the knife down so he could take her hands properly. “I’m sorry.”

She kissed him, just a chaste press of lip to lip. They had not known each other as husband and wife since she’d been bitten. Mina felt herself unclean, and though Jonathan thought her still as pure and holy as an angel, he would not press her into couplings she did not enthusiastically welcome. These light touches would suffice him. 

“I fear I’ll be asleep again soon. Come lie by me, while we still have time.”

Jonathan sat his kukri on the bedside table and joined Mina in bed. She pulled something from beneath her pillow and pressed it into his hands.

It was another knife, in a leather sheath, its handle wrapped in a black ribbon tied securely in a knot.

“I asked Mr. Morris to get me a blade. It’s a fine one, isn’t it?” Mina motioned for Jonathan to unsheath it.

He drew it out. It was a simple boning blade, thin and straight, almost delicate, especially when compared to his kukri. Jonathan ran his finger along the flat of the blade, then against the silk ribbon-wrapped hilt.

“I see you decorated it.” 

Mina smiled at him. “Yes, it’s silly, but I wanted to make it my own. Will you show me how to sharpen it?”

Jonathan nodded. There was nothing he could deny her, except… except that which she’d asked at her ‘funeral’. 

“In the daylight hours, when you’re more awake,” he promised. He slid it back into its sheath and handed it back to her.

“Good. I need it to be sharp.”

“God be willing, you’ll never get close enough to Dracula or any other enemy to need a sharp knife,” he said. He reached over and picked up the kukri. “That’s what this is for.”

She smiled again, lips closed. All of her smiles were like that, these days. Hiding her teeth, fearing the day they became fangs. 

“I know it is. Each thing has its purpose, Jonathan. This knife is not for him. It’s for… it’s for me.”

Her voice caught, and Jonathan looked up at her sharply.

“No,” he said. He reached over to take the knife from her, but she drew it away and cradled it to her breast. He could have wrested it away from her, but he couldn’t bear to handle her so harshly, so he drew back, letting her keep the little blade.

“Listen to me, husband,” she pleaded. “I can feel myself changing. I am clinging to the same hope we all are, but… but we must be ready, in case that hope fails.”

“That is what the kukri is for,” he said again. “If we cannot be together as man and wife, then I will serve you as your protector and thrall, and keep away any who would harm you. You can have my blood, my body, my life. As long as we’re together, I don’t care about anything else!”

“But I do!” Mina’s voice rose to match his own in volume and passion. “Perhaps you could find it in your heart to love me as a vampire, but I could not love myself. I must be human, or else I must be a corpse. If you love me, listen to me.”

Jonathan loved her, and so he listened. He forced his hand to release the white-knuckled grip on the kukri’s handle.

“Go on, then,” he whispered.

She nodded, and her eyes shone with tears as she continued.

“I borrowed a book on anatomy from Dr. Seward to be sure. This little blade should be long enough to pierce a heart. If Dracula escapes us and the transformation is upon me, I want you to…”

A sob interrupted her, and she swallowed hard. “I want you to use it on me. I’m very afraid, but I think if it’s such a thin blade, and if it’s plenty sharp and in the hands of someone I love… I think, then, that I could bear it.”

Jonathan couldn’t hold back his tears at the thought of that, and both of them took each other by the hand, crying. 

“A-and I would w-want you to go on with your life, and find happiness, but…”

“Without you? There could never be such a thing,” Jonathan interrupted. 

Mina nodded, and wiped a hand at her eyes. “I know, my love. And if that be the case, then, this knife can be for you as well.”

Jonathan drew her into his arms. “Thank you, my dearest. Thank you.” Her words delivered to him such profound relief that he hasn’t known since she’d arrived by his side at the Hospital of Saint Joseph and Saint Mary in Budapesh to marry him. He could face whatever peril, so long as at the end of it, he ended up where she was, be it heaven, hell, or their home in Exeter.

“It’ll be romantic, in a way,” Mina said, head nestled into his shoulder, her tears beginning to soak through his nightshirt. “Our hearts’ blood, mingled together on one blade. Together to the end.”

Jonathan nodded. “I c-can draw up our wills, that we will be buried together, in the same coffin, with this knife laid beside us if you’d like.”

He felt her nod against his neck. His wonderful, perfect bride and her obsession with the macabre. How he adored her.

They held each other until their tears had all been shed, and then Jonathan wiped first her eyes, then his own with his handkerchief. 

Mina’s eyelids began to sink lower, her pulse slowing. She yawned, but made barely a sound. 

“I fear… I cannot stay awake much longer….” 

Jonathan lowered her down onto the bed. “Sleep, love.”

He tucked her in, and took his seat once more. Now he had five knives to sharpen during his vigil. He held the kukri in his right hand, the little boning knife in his left, considering both. Dracula would die, or the Harkers would. 

He raised the kukri up, admiring the deadly sharp edge of the blade. It would be Dracula or the Harkers, and they knew where Dracula fucking slept.

#dracula daily #dracula spoilers #drabble #jonmina #cw: mention of suicide #jonathan harker #mina harker #jonathan harker can say 'fuck' as a treat