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SO, during this quarantine period and all I noticed that a lot of you guys had become (more?) depressed. I really hate when people are feeling down because... I mean who deserve that?

If you have, like me troubles sleeping or just you want to pass time and think about other things I created an ASMR YouTube Chanel ( Who is quite a Fanfiction reading Chanel tho) to try to help you cope a little bit : PeachyCan

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Hope I can help even if it’s just a little bit so don’t hesitate and share the message, and the Love , PeachyCan.

Longing

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Yandere! Izuku Midoriya x GN! Reader.

Warnings: Somewhat suggestive themes.

Summary: After keeping your feelings quiet for so long for the sake of others, a breaking point is finally found.

W/C: 2.1k+

“The thing is, recently, my heart’s been all stirred up about something.” You hear an all too familiar voice say as you exit the kitchen with your bottle of water in hand. “It’s love!” Another of your classmates yells, having you stopping in your tracks with your eyes setting on the sight taking place in the living room of the dorms. “WHAT DID YOU SAY?! GLOVE?! SHOVE?! DOVE?! I’VE NEVER SEEN ONE, WHAT’S THAT?!” Uraraka shouts while waving her hands frantically.

“Who is it? Midoriya or Iida? You’re always hanging out with those two boys.” Mina continues to press all while you clench your teeth. “You’ve got it all wrong!” Uraraka denies while covering her face with her hands, resulting in her accidentally activating her quirk on herself and floating to the ceiling with what little of her cheeks she’s unable to cover being overly red, the sight having you knitting your brows in frustration.

This isn’t the first time her crush on Izuku was called out, nor is it the first time that you’re forced to swallow your words, having them burning at your throat like bile threatening to rise. You can’t even recall the last time you actually felt comfortable in your group of so called friends, having been put through too many conversations encouraging Uraraka with her crush on the sunshine classmate yet none to you.

They’ve all been too busy lending their support to her crush that she’s not even willing to admit yet is still willing to get possessive and jealous over, too busy to notice you looking at him similarly, too busy to notice that you were the first one to actually like him and get close to him. But it doesn’t matter that you’ve liked him for longer, because they’ve only known of Uraraka’s crush on Izuku, so if you were to say anything of your own crush of him…

So instead, you’re stuck unable to act on your feelings for him as to not have your ‘friends’ glare daggers at you, and have to leave it to someone who doesn’t even have the guts to admit her crush to her friends, let alone to the one she likes. You grip the bottle in your shaky hand and walk to the entrance of the dorms, wanting to leave the building for some fresh air instead. After shutting the door behind you, your ears fill with the sound of crickets instead, soon followed by a long sigh slowly leaving your mouth.

You move to sit at the steps that lead to the entrance while you unscrew the cap of the bottle, bringing it to your parted lips just as you’re about to sit only to once again stop in your tracks. “That’s not it, Iida looked different; bent his back I think. He’s so flexible, I can see his shape in my head…” Your eyes trail to Izuku on his knees bent over some of his notes and take notice of the thin layer of sweat coating him, no doubt having been practicing his moves.

“Hey.” You call out to him with your arm stretched towards him, offering him your water. His face immediately brightens from the neutral expression as soon as he sees you and stands on his feet to rush over to you and take the bottle. “Thank you so much.” He smiles at you with rosy cheeks, probably from the workout, and then downing almost the entire bottle, unknowingly giving you a show in a perfect side angle of his adam’s apple smoothly bobbing up and down.

Izuku finally brings the bottle back down and takes in a deep breath followed by a small awkward chuckle at how you just witnessed him almost choking by depriving himself of air in favor of water. “Sorry about that.” He apologizes with his blush deepening a few shades. “It’s okay, don’t-” You clear your throat. “Don’t worry about it.” You assure, averting your eyes to try and compose yourself after the front row seat of the show he just gave you.

“Oh, are you thirsty? There’s still some left.” He offers you back the bottle with innocent eyes, the blush on his cheeks fading away. “No- it’s okay, I just… thought you were thirsty, so I gave you the water.” You wave your hand dismissively. “It was… yours?” He asks. “Yea- don’t think about it too hard, I can just go get another one.” You try to assure him with a smile, starting to turn around. “No!” He blurts out, startling you.

“I mean, this was your bottle first and there’s still some left.” He looks away almost shyly while offering you back the bottle with about a quarter of water left as his cheeks start to feel warm again. You stare at the bottle briefly and look back at Izuku and take in his nervous form, seeing how he averts his eyes with pink cheeks, fiddles with his shirt with his empty hand and ever so slightly traces his shoe along the ground and suddenly, something buried deep beneath you finally takes hold.

You grab the bottle with confidence, something that has Izuku looking at you again, and bring it to your lips, tilting your head back with the same side angle he gave you and stare him down for a few seconds as you drink the water before closing your eyes and drinking the last of the water, taking in the taste of the last thing he ate, the piece of mint chocolate he had after dinner; the same mint he’s been having every day for the past few days now leaving a fresh taste on your tongue.

Finally, you bring the bottle back down and forward it to him with your face in a neutral expression aside from the way one of your brows is lightly raised with the corner of your lips ever so slightly turned upwards as if daring him to take it back. Izuku looks at you with his eyes faintly widened, a look in the emerald irises that you can’t quite recognize. “Do you…” He pauses in a low voice that contrasts his usually higher-pitched and softer voice.

“Want to… drink more water?” He suggests, his voice remaining low in an alluring tone, his half-lidded eyes staring deeply into yours, and if it weren’t for how warm you felt inside, you’d find his supposed double-meaning line funny rather than arousing. “Yeah…” The word leaves you in a breathy manner. “Wait, you have some…” His hand slowly reaches forward and holds the side of your face, his thumb touching the corner of your lips and smearing a drop of water along your skin before wiping it off.

He leaves his hand on your cheek and then slowly brings his other one to your other cheek, holding your face gently in his rough hands without breaking his gaze from you. “Don’t move.” He whispers, his face closing in on yours. You stare back at his eyes which seem darker than usual and let him lean in closer until his nose touches yours, your eyes barely open, and until he pulls you in with his hands to press his lips deeply into yours.

You breathe out a startled gasp at what you thought would be a soft gentle kiss instead being a deep one filled with an underlying passion heavier than you initially thought. While Izuku’s eyes easily fall shut into the kiss, yours get blown wide open at the unexpected roughness of the kiss, one of your hands reaching to the front of his shoulder to push lightly away only for one of his hands to immediately leave your face and grip at your wrist firmly, keeping you from pushing him away.

As if understanding the reason behind your startled reaction, he slows down the kiss but remains on the same level of passion as he continues to press his lips as deeply into yours, only slowing his movements enough for you to keep up. The slower pace helps lull you to a sense of comfort and eases you enough to have your eyes fluttering shut and start to move your lips along his, your softer movements contrasting his rougher ones, his own seeming almost desperate.

The hand holding at your wrist loosens its grip and slowly drags yours up to his face with you starting to catch up to his pace, your other hand rushing to wrap your arm around the expanse of his shoulders and pull him deeper in the kiss with your hand on the side of his jaw. Instinctively, his own hands waste no time rearranging themselves with one setting at the back of your head and his other arm wrapping around you, forearm pressed along the length of your back with his hand pressed against your upper back.

While he pulls your entire body into his, he fails to fight the urge to grip the back of your shirt in his rough hand, desperately wanting to feel the skin hiding beneath the cloth. As your lips continue to mesh together, you return the same desperate feeling by gripping at the back of his shoulder, feeling the strong muscles under the shirt urging you to further explore him.

You give in to the temptation and let your hand travel back along his shoulders, the back of his neck, and then over his front as you kiss, at this point both of you are breathing heavily into the kiss against each other, not wanting to break apart even to steady your breaths. With your hand pressed on his chest, feeling the muscle hiding under his shirt, the warmth in his chest reaches a scalding temperature that spreads throughout his body until it grows too scorching to handle.

The hand on your back leaves to your arm that keeps your hand pressed on his chest, pleased to feel your body remaining close to his of its own free will. You feel his hand give your arm a small squeeze before releasing it and following its length with his fingers just barely brushing along your skin, the feather-light grazing giving you goosebumps until his hand reaches your wrist once again, taking hold of it much more gently than last time in a silent cue to signal your departure.

Izuku finally breaks the kiss with a moan and pulls back, only enough to still have his lips skimming against yours as you rest your foreheads against each other. Your eyes open to gaze into one another briefly before closing again, instead focusing on catching your breaths, feeling your hot breaths colliding in small pants with his thumb tracing small patterns along the underside of your wrist, tenderly pressing over your fast pulse and giving a reassuring squeeze as if to help gently bring you back down from the kiss.

Your eyes part open to find his own already staring at you with half-lidded eyes and seeing someone other than the shy skittish boy you’d grown used to seeing, instead, seeing a confident young man staring back at you. “Where did you learn how to kiss like that?” You ask, your voice barely above a whisper to which he lets out a small breathy chuckle. “You know me… I just study a lot.” He smiles, the dark look in his eyes having faded away to a more tender one.

You smile at him in amusement with an airy chuckle of your own leaving you, not knowing if to assume him having read up on how to kiss or having seen others do so. “I haven’t kissed anyone else, if that’s what you're wondering…” He says in a somewhat hopeful manner, unbeknownst to you how he hoped you having wanted to be his first kiss, and how he hopes to have been your first as well. “I…” You speak while pulling away enough to look at him properly, the smile on your face suddenly fading away.

Izuku’s smile falters after yours, taking in your line of sight set on something off to the side behind him and turning around to follow it, his eyes falling on the group of girls staring through the window with horror in their eyes as if offended at what just took place. His gaze shifts over to Mina holding a teary Uraraka and the way he feels you rip away from his hands pulls him back to reality.

Turning back around to you, he barely has time to register you running away from him. “No! Wait!” He shouts for you, voice back in his higher pitched tone and arms instinctively reaching out for you, seeing you disappear in the trees that surround the dorms, his body freezing in place with his arms staying open for you. “Please.” He utters, his vision starting to water with his hand trembling.

“Don’t leave me.”

The Outbreak.

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Katsuki Bakugou x Male! Reader.

Warnings: Apocalypse AU, non-quirks AU, blood, death, attempted non-con.

Summary: You stand in the middle of school with your boyfriend leaving sick only for a much more serious disease to appear while he's gone.

W/C: 1.5k+

You stand in place listening to the school announcements in silence with the rest of the classes lined perfectly outside and give a small glance to your blonde boyfriend a few feet away from you, noticing something odd in his behavior. He seems to be having trouble standing straight, lightly swaying in circles and hunched over holding his head low, which is unusual for someone with their pride and ego the size of an elephant.

You see him walk over to your teacher and say something before leaving towards the inside of the school building, walking beside you in the process and worrying you even more. You look back forward again and wait for the announcements to finish, standing quietly in place. Suddenly, you hear loud gasps and look over to see that a student fainted, the announcements immediately stopping with the class teacher taking a closer look.

Another set of gasps filling your ears has you turning your head in the direction to see yet another student passed out, another one following suit having the other students panicking. With more students and even teachers falling over, the panic only worsens, the speakers trying to keep everyone calm. A loud piercing scream is heard next with everybody’s heads turning in the direction to see that one of the passed out people woke up and is now biting at the neck of said screaming person.

More screams are heard at the sight of the blood gushing out like a fountain with a teacher trying to pull away the student only to get chunks bitten out herself. “HELP! HELP ME!” Someone shouts, having someone else on top of them as well. You look around and see multiple people running away, some being chased down and eaten alive all while screaming for help, giant puddles of blood starting to form.

Your mind quickly drifts to Bakugou and you look back to the school where most are running to, no doubt soon to be filled with the man-eating creatures, and before you can tell yourself otherwise, you’re running out the school with horrid screeching and screaming noises following behind you. You run as fast as your legs can carry you while trying to block the desperate voices of people screaming for help, guilt eating at your chest and hoping that just maybe Bakugou could make it out.

Barely slowing down, you take in the sight of the large tall building coming in sight and quickly make the decision to hide in the abandoned mental hospital that always seemed awfully close to the school. You rush in and slam the double doors shut, locking them with the surface door bolts at the top and stepping aside to hide behind a thick concrete column, peeking from behind them at the glass of the doors that serve as the only light source.

You watch with shaking hands as people run by in front of the building, trying to outrun the blood-covered shrieking people, some failing and being caught. You flinch back when someone slams into the door and desperately tries to pull the door open, hiding further behind the column and seeing the young man desperately trying to get in. “Let me in! Please let me in! I know you’re in there! I just saw you go in!” He shouts.

You quietly step away and hold your ears in attempt to block out his shouts for help, knowing that if you open the door, he might not be the only one to come in, or maybe not the only sane one. “I’ll break the glass!” Your eyes widen at his words. “You hear me! Let me in or I’ll break the glass!” He repeats and you peek back around the corner before quickly going to the doors and unlocking one of them to let him in, slamming the door back shut and locking it.

You both step back but it’s not long before he grabs the rusted old metal tables and pulls them towards the doors, barricading them with you soon following after, grabbing some chairs and helping him block the entry, leaving you in an almost pitch black darkness, just barely being able to see. You finally move away from the doors once again and turn around only to freeze stiff, managing to make out the sight of a gun being pointed at you.

“You know how this goes, move.” He directs you by pointing his gun to the wall on your right before aiming back at you. You slowly bring your hands up and carefully move to your right and away from the door, stopping in an open doorway leading to a hall further into the hospital. “Why are you doing this? I helped you.” You quietly say, your voice barely audible through the screams and horrid sounds of the flesh-eating creatures outside.

“You talk like you weren’t just gonna leave me to die.” You hear the smile in his voice, feeling his piercing gaze on you. “… Take your clothes off.” He breaks the small pause. “… What?” You start to panic. “NOW!” His shout makes you flinch. Your shaky hands grab at the blazer of your uniform and slowly take it off, hearing the low pat of it landing on the floor. “Slower.” He whispers in a seductive tone that only makes tears start to fall from your eyes.

You bite your lip to keep yourself quiet and slowly unbutton your dress shirt until it’s falling to the floor with your blazer, leaving your top half bare. “Keep going.” He eggs on. A shaky breath escapes you as you grab your belt, unbuckling it before pushing your pants off, stepping out of them as well as your shoes in the process. “Good…” He continues to speak in a low voice, letting you hear a barely audible noise coming from behind you.

You turn your head around and stare intently, waiting for a few seconds and managing to see something sprint from one side of the end of the hall to the other. You go to take off and run away from the doorway but stop at the man shouting at you with his gun following you closely. “Hey! What do you think you’re doing?” He sternly asks. “Please, there’s something behind me.” You beg. “You really think I’m gonna fall for that?” You barely even register his words, noticing something slowly approaching from behind him.

Bakugou.

He made it out. And he must’ve gotten in through the side entrance. “Please, just let me move away, I’m begging you.” You keep the older male’s attention on you while Bakugou quietly sneaks in closer. “Keep undressing.” The man urges but you look behind you instead, seeing the silhouette of the creature once again run from one side to the other but now much closer than before, the poor lighting as well as you standing in the way keeping the man from seeing.

You duck away to the side just when the horrid creature crosses the doorway with an ear-piercing shriek, barely dodging it in time for it to instead lunge at the man who kills it with a single bullet with ease. As soon as the monster falls, Bakugou’s quick to act and finally reaches him, grabbing his face from behind and without hesitation, shoving his fingers in his eyes, hearing him instantly scream and drop the gun in pain.

He shoves the man to the floor, grabs the gun and opts for repeatedly smashing the bottom of the grip against his bleeding face, knowing he could need the bullets for later. You squeeze your eyes shut and cover your ears in attempt to drown out the noise of Bakugou smashing his face in, only stopping once his screams of agony have stopped. You slowly uncover your ears and only hear the sound of him panting, deciding to open your eyes and look over at him with tears still running down your cheeks.

As soon as he hears you sniffle, he looks over at you and moves away from the corpse to embrace you in a hug, keeping the gun in his hand. “It’s okay, you’re fine now.” He consoles. “Are you okay?” You sob while his hand rubs at your shoulder before pulling your head away from his neck so he can see you in the poor lighting of the building, remembering how he seemed sick at the school announcements.

“Don’t worry about me, it was just a stomach bug. It isn’t easy to spill your guts out while you hear people screaming, but I’m okay.” He assures, holding your face and staring into your hopeless empty eyes. “My boy… My smart boy, I knew you’d hide here.” He brushes your tears away with a warm smile, trying to cheer you up if only a little.

“I’m so proud of you.” He praises while stroking your cheek, knowing it must’ve been hard for you to make it out of the school only to end up with some idiot trying to take advantage of you. “I promise you, we’re gonna make it.” He plants a soft kiss on your lips and holds you in his arms, hoping that you would make it.

The Outbreak.

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Katsuki Bakugou x Fem! Reader.

Warnings: Apocalypse AU, non-quirks AU, blood, death, attempted non-con.

Summary: You stand in the middle of school with your boyfriend leaving sick only for a much more serious disease to appear while he's gone.

W/C: 1.5k+

You stand in place listening to the school announcements in silence with the rest of the classes lined perfectly outside and give a small glance to your blonde boyfriend a few feet away from you, noticing something odd in his behavior. He seems to be having trouble standing straight, lightly swaying in circles and hunched over holding his head low, which is unusual for someone with their pride and ego the size of an elephant.

You see him walk over to your teacher and say something before leaving towards the inside of the school building, walking beside you in the process and worrying you even more. You look back forward again and wait for the announcements to finish, standing quietly in place. Suddenly, you hear loud gasps and look over to see that a student fainted, the announcements immediately stopping with the class teacher taking a closer look.

Another set of gasps filling your ears has you turning your head in the direction to see yet another student passed out, another one following suit having the other students panicking. With more students and even teachers falling over, the panic only worsens, the speakers trying to keep everyone calm. A loud piercing scream is heard next with everybody’s heads turning in the direction to see that one of the passed out people woke up and is now biting at the neck of said screaming person.

More screams are heard at the sight of the blood gushing out like a fountain with a teacher trying to pull away the student only to get chunks bitten out herself. “HELP! HELP ME!” Someone shouts, having someone else on top of them as well. You look around and see multiple people running away, some being chased down and eaten alive all while screaming for help, giant puddles of blood starting to form.

Your mind quickly drifts to Bakugou and you look back to the school where most are running to, no doubt soon to be filled with the man-eating creatures, and before you can tell yourself otherwise, you’re running out the school with horrid screeching and screaming noises following behind you. You run as fast as your legs can carry you while trying to block the desperate voices of people screaming for help, guilt eating at your chest and hoping that just maybe Bakugou could make it out.

Barely slowing down, you take in the sight of the large tall building coming in sight and quickly make the decision to hide in the abandoned mental hospital that always seemed awfully close to the school. You rush in and slam the double doors shut, locking them with the surface door bolts at the top and stepping aside to hide behind a thick concrete column, peeking from behind them at the glass of the doors that serve as the only light source.

You watch with shaking hands as people run by in front of the building, trying to outrun the blood-covered shrieking people, some failing and being caught. You flinch back when someone slams into the door and desperately tries to pull the door open, hiding further behind the column and seeing the young man desperately trying to get in. “Let me in! Please let me in! I know you’re in there! I just saw you go in!” He shouts.

You quietly step away and hold your ears in attempt to block out his shouts for help, knowing that if you open the door, he might not be the only one to come in, or maybe not the only sane one. “I’ll break the glass!” Your eyes widen at his words. “You hear me! Let me in or I’ll break the glass!” He repeats and you peek back around the corner before quickly going to the doors and unlocking one of them to let him in, slamming the door back shut and locking it.

You both step back but it’s not long before he grabs the rusted old metal tables and pulls them towards the doors, barricading them with you soon following after, grabbing some chairs and helping him block the entry, leaving you in an almost pitch-black darkness, just barely being able to see. You finally move away from the doors once again and turn around only to freeze stiff, managing to make out the sight of a gun being pointed at you.

“You know how this goes, move.” He directs you by pointing his gun to the wall on your right before aiming back at you. You slowly bring your hands up and carefully move to your right and away from the door, stopping in an open doorway leading to a hall further into the hospital. “Why are you doing this? I helped you.” You quietly say, your voice barely audible through the screams and horrid sounds of the flesh-eating creatures outside.

“You talk like you weren’t just gonna leave me to die.” You hear the smile in his voice, feeling his piercing gaze on you. “… Take your clothes off.” He breaks the small pause. “… What?” You start to panic. “NOW!” His shout makes you flinch. Your shaky hands grab at the blazer of your uniform and slowly take it off, hearing the low pat of it landing on the floor. “Slower.” He whispers in a seductive tone that only makes tears start to fall from your eyes.

You bite your lip to keep yourself quiet and slowly unbutton your dress shirt until it’s falling to the floor with your blazer, leaving your top half only covered by your bra. “Keep going.” He eggs on. A shaky breath escapes you as you grab your skirt and push it off, stepping out of the skirt and shoes in the process. “Good…” He continues to speak in a low voice, letting you hear a barely audible noise coming from behind you.

You turn your head around and stare intently, waiting for a few seconds and managing to see something sprint from one side of the end of the hall to the other. You go to take off and run away from the doorway but stop at the man shouting at you with his gun following you closely. “Hey! What do you think you’re doing?” He sternly asks. “Please, there’s something behind me.” You beg. “You really think I’m gonna fall for that?” You barely even register his words, noticing something slowly approaching from behind him.

Bakugou.

He made it out. And he must’ve gotten in through the side entrance. “Please, just let me move away, I’m begging you.” You keep the older male’s attention on you while Bakugou quietly sneaks in closer. “Keep undressing.” The man urges but you look behind you instead, seeing the silhouette of the creature once again run from one side to the other but now much closer than before, the poor lighting as well as you standing in the way keeping the man from seeing.

You duck away to the side just when the horrid creature crosses the doorway with an ear-piercing shriek, barely dodging it in time for it to instead lunge at the man who kills it with a single bullet with ease. As soon as the monster falls, Bakugou’s quick to act and finally reaches him, grabbing his face from behind and without hesitation, shoving his fingers in his eyes, hearing him instantly scream and drop the gun in pain.

He shoves the man to the floor, grabs the gun and opts for repeatedly smashing the bottom of the grip against his bleeding face, knowing he could need the bullets for later. You squeeze your eyes shut and cover your ears in attempt to drown out the noise of Bakugou smashing his face in, only stopping once his screams of agony have stopped. You slowly uncover your ears and only hear the sound of him panting, deciding to open your eyes and look over at him with tears still running down your cheeks.

As soon as he hears you sniffle, he looks over at you and moves away from the corpse to embrace you in a hug, keeping the gun in his hand. “It’s okay, you’re fine now.” He consoles. “Are you okay?” You sob while his hand rubs at your shoulder before pulling your head away from his neck so he can see you in the poor lighting of the building, remembering how he seemed sick at the school announcements.

“Don’t worry about me, it was just a stomach bug. It isn’t easy to spill your guts out while you hear people screaming, but I’m okay.” He assures, holding your face and staring into your hopeless empty eyes. “My girl… My smart girl, I knew you’d hide here.” He brushes your tears away with a warm smile, trying to cheer you up if only a little.

“I’m so proud of you.” He praises while stroking your cheek, knowing it must’ve been hard for you to make it out of the school only to end up with some idiot trying to take advantage of you. “I promise you, we’re gonna make it.” He plants a soft kiss on your lips and holds you in his arms, hoping that you would make it.

Bitter Work: Spin-Off.

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Yandere! Eijirou Kirishima x GN! Reader.

Warnings: Non-Con, yandere themes, mentioned kidnapping, sexual themes, smut, penetrative sex, somnophilia, exhibitionism.

Summary: Request:

Hey do you think you can write about kirishima and his darling from bitter work? I’m curious about them

W/C: 800+

A/N: Made this a self-insert for readers despite it being a spin-off.

You keep your hand over your mouth to continue to suppress your noises. This wasn’t the first time and it certainly wouldn’t be the last, you weren’t even sure what to feel anymore. Ever since the first time Kirishima forced himself on you, you would always freeze stiff in fear, he kidnapped you and ranks quite high within the pro heroes, you didn’t know what he was capable of, so you simply settled for not doing anything.

Your silence and lack of movement convinced him that you were simply shy in sexual situations, as well as nearly everything else given how little you spoke. The first few times, your mind was too filled with fear and anger at feeling so vulnerable and unable to do anything, because in truth, what could you do? The fear occupied your mind enough to keep you from feeling anything, but as time progressed and he continued to have the same sexual activities with you, you slowly started to grow accustomed to them.

After a while, there was always some reassurance that he never hurt you with anything other than penetration, never hit you, grabbed onto you too hard or verbally abused you. As the fear of your pain increasing dissipated, you were left with nothing to distract you from his movements against your body as well as being unable to deny yourself that he knew what he was doing, he knew exactly how to treat your body to give you immense pleasure. Pleasure that you didn’t want.

A tear manages to leak through your squeezed-shut eyes as you remain on your side, facing toward the blank tv with Kirishima behind you, spooning you with an arm over your waist to keep you against him while thrusting into you at a steady pace on the living room couch. Your eyes roll to the back of your head with your lips parting to let out a muted moan at the next orgasm he forces out of you, your body finding undeniable pleasure in him.

Following your release, you hear the familiar groan coming from behind you before feeling your insides quickly flood in his thick cum as his body relaxes against your trembling frame. You feel him smile as he traces kisses along your shoulder up the side of your neck with your eyes squeezing tighter. “You serious? I sleep on that couch.” You hear another thick voice speak, having your eyes widen.

“Sorry Bakugou, we didn’t make it to the bed.” Your kidnapper apologizes without looking at him or even growing concerned enough to cover your naked body, continuing to smile against your skin instead. Bakugou grunts in return and leaves to his room upstairs, wanting to rest after his hero work, ignoring the look of terror in your eyes.

~.~

“I’ll be home soon, okay?” Kirishima assures, cupping your face in his hands while you stare down with slightly wide eyes, always stuck in between your fight or flight instinct whenever he touched you. He moves to press a kiss to your lips to which you subconsciously move back from where you’re standing with him at the doorway. “Aw, there’s no need to be shy.” He looks at you lovingly, obvious to your true feelings.

“They’re not shy, dumbass.” Bakugou says from his spot on the same couch you fucked in earlier without taking his eyes off from his phone, being aware of Kirishima's delusional personality. “What are you talking about?” Kirishima innocently asks after a questioning hum. “Just go to work!” He nearly shouts, still refusing to remove his eyes from the screen. “I love you.” Kirishima’s lips successfully capture yours in his, saying his last goodbye’s before finally leaving for his night shift.

You slowly turn to look through your peripherals and see Bakugou staring longingly at the picture of someone you don’t recognize. The almost sad look on his face quickly disappears with him looking over at you with a scowl, making you quickly look back down and rush up the stairs to your ‘room’.

~.~

After hours of trying to fall asleep, you finally feel your eyes starting to give up on you, feeling half asleep how your body is succumbing to exhaustion despite the fear of your captor’s roommate. You miss the sound of the door opening followed by the quiet footsteps towards the large bed where you lay, a few silent thumps of clothes falling on the floor before the feeling of the space behind you dipping completely wakes you.

A pair of soft lips press behind your ear in a kiss with a familiar set of razor sharp teeth gently biting after, a tongue running over the skin while you take notice of the grinding of the stiff length between your ass cheeks, the tip managing to slip under your shirt to drip its precum on your lower back, warning you of a long night.

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BNHA Masterlist.

Main Masterlist

Eijirou Kirishima

Imagines

Yandere

SFW

None Yet.

NSFW

Bitter Work: Spin-Off

Non-Yandere

None Yet.

Headcanons

None Yet.

Izuku Midoriya

Imagines

Yandere

SFW

Debt

Longing

NSFW

None Yet.

Non-Yandere

None Yet.

Headcanons

None Yet.

Katsuki Bakugou

Imagines

Yandere

SFW

None Yet.

NSFW

Bitter Work

Non-Yandere

The Outbreak: Fem! Reader - Male! Reader

Headcanons

None Yet.

Bitter Work.

Main Masterlist

BNHA Masterlist

Yandere! Katsuki Bakugou x GN! Reader, light Izuku Midoriya x GN! Reader.

Warnings: Yandere themes, obsession, murder, kidnapping, physical abuse, sexual acts, male masturbation, handjob.

Summary: Bakugou waits for the right moment to finally take you, and he's not letting his opportunity pass, no matter what.

WC: 1.6k+

A/N: I literally dreamt about this, that's it, that's how I came up with it :l .

“Ah, fuck.” Bakugou moans, throwing his head back while feeling more precum leaking his tip, getting dangerously close to his high. “I’m gonna cum.” He warns. He fucks up into his fist harder with you on his mind, the simple thought of you cumming around him tipping him over the edge and getting him to shoot thick streams of cum through his tip, painting trails of white on his bare chest and stomach as he lets out light pants, opening his eyes to be brought to the harsh reality of being alone, or not entirely.

“Woah, it’s been a while since you’ve cummed that much, when was the last time you jacked off man?” Kirishima asks, having him looking behind him over the couch from the living room to see his roommate setting down some groceries in the kitchen. “Doesn’t matter.” Bakugou brushes off, thinking about how engrossed he had been into masturbating that he didn’t hear him come into the house. It’s all your fault, sucking him off in his dreams the previous night only to then leave him blue-balled.

“… Well, how’d they behave?” Kirishima hands Bakugou some napkins and he instantly knows he’s talking about his own sick obsession. “You know they don’t leave their room when it’s just me, they fuckin’ hate me.” He takes the napkins to clean himself off. “They’re just scared of you, and they’re supposed to like me anyway.” Kirishima casually puts stuff away in the cabinets. “… You know, you should really tell them how you feel.” He adds.

“… You know they’re with fuckin’ Deku.” Bakugou reminds. “That doesn’t mean you can’t take them away.” Kirishima suggests. “You know I can’t.” Bakugou raises his voice in frustration. It’s been torture for him to have to sit by and watch as you dated Deku, kissed him, called him your fiancee, and eventually, your husband. If only Deku didn’t have that stupidly strong quirk, Bakugou would’ve already killed him and taken you away, then again; he loves you too much to cause too much of a stir to you.

Instead of having you in bed with him every night, pounding you in the mattress, calling you his, he’s stuck with his roommate who ended up kidnapping his own obsession and asking him to watch over them whenever he leaves to do anything. He doesn’t really have anything better to do, they take turns doing hero work, and to keep himself from getting bored off duty, he keeps himself occupied with his friend’s ‘Darling’.

With things such as those happening, he wasn’t surprised when all modesty was thrown out the window. Kirishima doesn’t mind one bit when Bakugou jerks off or longingly stares at one of your pictures where ever he wants, after all; it is his house as well and he’s been a great friend keeping an eye on his soon-to-be-willing partner. But as time passes, the worst thing that could happen to humanity, and you, takes place.

The number one pro hero; symbol of peace, has died.

~.~

Nearly everyone has left, you’re the only one still standing at his tomb, understandably, you can’t bring yourself to leave. One by one, the few people left approach you to offer their condolences one last time before leaving while Bakugou stays behind, waiting patiently to have you all alone. Waiting… waiting… that’s all he’s had to do since the moment he met you, but things are different now, Deku’s finally out of the picture, and waiting should only be a few minutes compared to the years he’s had to wait.

Finally, the last person leaves and Bakugou’s left alone with you, it was finally time, after all those years; he’s going to start making ties with you, and what better moment to approach you than in a vulnerable state? With the two of you left alone, the sun setting down to leave you in darkness, he walks towards you, stopping behind you.

You can’t bring yourself to care when a pair of hands place themselves on your shoulders, rubbing soft circles on them. “You should sit.” He suggests, waiting for a response that never comes. He gently pulls you away from the tomb and slowly walks you to the nearest bench with an arm around your shoulders to guide you, turning around to give one last dirty look at his dead rival. You stumble upon reaching the bench, Bakugou holding you up and sitting you down, crouching down in front of you.

You cover your face with a hand and start sobbing into it, finally letting the tears flow while your other hand grips tightly the bench under you. You bend over to bury your face in your knees, gripping your hair tightly as you cry louder with Bakugou drawing circles on your back, but despite the ache he feels in his chest at seeing you in pain, he finds that he doesn’t regret one bit having done what he did.

He waits patiently for what feels like an hour, having sat on the cold ground while trying to soothe you, rubbing your shoulder, your back when you entered a coughing fit from crying too much, until you calmed down. After you’re done crying, you keep your face buried in your knees for a while longer, trying to find the courage to face whoever consoled you. A few minutes pass and you decide to finally move up to sit straight, wiping your face with a hand.

Bakugou hands you a wipe and you take it without looking at him, feeling a hand place itself on your knee this time, continuing to rub soothing circles. Once you’re done cleaning yourself, you look at him to see who it is, being met with soft eyes. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I-” “Don’t apologize.” He interrupts and you stay quiet with your head hung low. He softly takes your hands in his, gently running a hand up and down your wrist to test the waters, getting you to confuse his actions for sympathy.

“Please sit.” You ask and he complies, sitting next to you with his hands quickly itching to return to yours. “I’m sorry you had to see me like that.” You apologize again. “It’s fine.” He assures. “I’m glad you came.” You break the short silence. “I wasn’t sure you’d be here since you’ve never really been on good terms with Deku.” You admit. “I’m not that bad.” He lies. “… I remember when we were still back at UA,” You start speaking and he resists the urge to roll his eyes, sure that it would be a story about Deku.

“The first time I saw you, I…” You capture his attention, getting him to look away from the ground and towards you. “You always seemed so intimidating to me, I never really grew the courage to tell you anything, and by the time I was, Deku was already asking to go out with me. I really liked you back then.” You keep your eyes glued to the ground, missing the way his eyes widen. “Why didn’t you say anything?” He asks.

“I didn’t think you liked me back. So I gave it a try with Deku, and it just worked out, I ended up falling pretty hard for him.” You smile to yourself at the memories of him. “Why are you telling me this now?” He asks. “Because there were so many things I wanted to tell Deku, and now I can’t. I wanted to have kids with him, I wanted to have a family with him, I just wanted to tell you.” Your smile disappears with more tears leaving you.

Bakugou grips his pants in his hands in frustration, thinking about how all of this could’ve been avoided if he had just said something. It’s his fault you ended up with Deku, he should’ve just opened his mouth, taken you himself, but he didn’t. His hands relax and he takes notice of the cards in his favor, if you liked him, then he can get you to like him again. He’s so close, he can finally have you, he just needs to play his cards right.

“If you don’t want to be alone right now, I could crash in your couch, or we can stay a while longer.” He suggests. “No, that’s okay, thank you for keeping me company.” You smile to yourself at how nice he’s being. “What are you gonna do now?” He asks. “… I think I’m gonna move away, I don’t want to be here anymore.” You answer. “… What?” You hear his voice drop a little lower.

“I don’t want to be in the country anymore.” You repeat. “Are you serious?” He slowly stands up, moving to stand in front of you, facing down, having you feel uneasy despite the darkness of the night covering his face. “Are… are you okay?” You ask, confused as to why you feel a nagging in the back of your head telling you to run. He lifts his head for you to see the look of rage in his face, teeth gritted and brows furrowed deeply before he yanks at your wrist.

“Five years, FIVE YEARS I WAITED FOR YOU AND THIS IS WHAT YOU DO TO ME?! I DIDN’T KILL DEKU FOR NOTHING! YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE MINE!” He shouts with a tight burning grip on your wrist, confusing you with his words. “I WAS NICE ENOUGH TO KILL DEKU WHEN YOU WEREN’T LOOKING! AND FOR WHAT?! YOU UNGRATEFUL BITCH!” He continues to shout. “Get off of me!” You cry, trying to pull yourself free.

Instead, he yanks at your forearms and throws you to the ground behind him, straddling your hips while keeping his hold on you the whole time. “I waited for five fucking years. All that wait was bitter work,” He lowers his face closer to yours. “And I'm not gonna let you throw it to waste.” He whispers from the close proximity before raising a hand and slapping it on your cheek hard, knocking you out.

Debt.

Main Masterlist

BNHA Masterlist

Yandere! Izuku Midoriya x GN! Reader.

Warnings: Creepy stuff, implied non-con, implied somnophilia.

Summary: Reader is going through a tough financial time, Deku has no problem helping.

WC: 900+

You continue to stare at the multiple papers in front of your seated form with tears in your eyes. What were you going to do? Understandably, you’ve had a pounding headache from the start, from the beginning of all this mess. Your wallet was stolen. Your ID, credit and debit cards as well as other valuable items and information… gone. The day had already been bad enough and it only turned worst when you found out about the disappearance of your wallet.

All of your savings were gone, your credit cards were maxed and in the worst moment possible, right around the time where you had bills to pay. You still remember the clenching of your heart when you received a notification on your phone letting you know about the transfer from your debit cards and the use of your credit ones, and no matter how quickly you called your banker about it for them to immediately block your account, it was no use, the damage had already been done.

Time passed by slowly without the culprit being caught as you drowned in taxes, overdue notices and even threats to your land; taking your house from you as things got worst. It’s not even that you don’t have a job with a proper income, you just don’t have the time to gather the money for everything, even if you could pay a bill off, you’d just be stuck under other bills, and to make matters worst, the mental toll was affecting your performance at work and your boss was noticing.

You let out a tired breath and look over at the last mail envelope that with no doubt contains another notice, bill or something regarding your financial problems. You pick it up and see that it’s blank, no company or anything at all on the envelope, not even the address to where it was meant to be sent; which means it was hand-delivered by the owner to your own house.

You open the envelope and pull out a hand-written letter in fancy paper judging by how thick it feels. Your eyes finally fall upon the neat letter and start reading all while thinking how a letter this elegant being delivered to you must’ve been a mistake.

Dear Y/N, I apologize for having been gone for so long, I missed you during my absence, not a single second was passed without you in my mind. I missed your smile, your smell, the taste of your skin, the feel of your body against mine, every second away from you made me ache. I wonder if you felt the same while I was gone, if you longed for me as badly as I did, if you craved my touch as my loins craved yours, if you yearned for our bodies to be one once again as I did.

It pains me to come back home only to see you in these stressful situations, but please understand; I would’ve never left you if I didn’t have to, I’ll make sure to continue with my work close by. I’ll visit you again as soon as time permits, in the meantime; I’ve paid off all your debts and will make the person who put you through this pay. While you wait for me; take this, use it as often as you like, you deserve it, just don’t forget to get something special to wear for my visit.

Till then, I eagerly await to be with you again, my Darling.

You stare at the credit and debit card on the bottom of the letter with eyes wide in shock without knowing what to feel. Surely this must be a mistake, it must have meant to be sent to someone else… with the same name and problems as you. You grab the debit card and unstuck it from the paper and see an account name with your own and password on the paper with your exact signature on the card.

You feel bile start to rise up in your throat but manage to control yourself as your phone vibrates. Is it them? The person from the letter? What did they want to say now? You grab your phone with a shaky hand and turn it over to see notification after notification pop up, all from your banks and water and electricity company you owe, or owed to, given that the notifications inform you of the debts being fully paid off.

You sit still for a few minutes with your mind blank, slowly inching its way into urging you to log into the bank of the card in your hand. The temptation grows to be too much, having you slowly finding the bank through your phone and logging in to see the account with your exact details, full name, phone number, etc, but even more astounding; an unbelievably large amount of money. You slowly look over at the other card and pick it up, turning it around with your eyes widening at the name on it.

Izuku Midoriya

The number one pro hero signed the card.

Your phone vibrates once again, pulling your attention back to it to see another notification. Don’t be shy, it’s impossible for you to make a dent in my account, now go out there and treat yourself. Till Sunday, I hope you’re ready and as eager as I am to be with you awake for the first time, I can’t wait.

✨ BNHA CRACK ✨

What happens when Dekus dad returns?

This is gonna be straight word vomit. So buckle up and hold on to your hats Ladies,Gents,and the They’s cause here we GO!

What’s he gonna do when he comes home and realizes

Oh... My son has been practically adopted by All Might

He got into UA

Hes in the hero course

Befriended the number 2 hero’s son

He’s fought villains

Earned his provisional license

Did a work studies with both Night Eye AND Endeavor

Fought in a war

OH LETS NOT FORGET SOMEHOW HE GOT A QUIRK

AND OH YEAH HES CURRENTLY IN A COMA

I swear to fucking gods this man will have a whole mental breakdown

And then he’ll become this fucking meme

Honestly this poor man is gonna come home to straight fucking chaos

With little to no understanding as to what the bloody hell is going on

I hope Horikoshi introduces him

I’m sorry but I’ve been laughing about this for I don’t know how long anymore and I had to put it somewhere because none of my friends watch anime

I might do another post talking about Touya and Endeavor later but I still need to figure out my thoughts on that

SO ANYWHO

I do hope you enjoyed my chaos thoughts

Feel free to share your own thoughts or opinions

🍀 So have a wonderful evening/day and send out those good vibes 🍀

Day 5: Midoriya Izuku; Overstimulation

Kinktober Masterlist

WC: 671

A/N: wow I can’t believe I wrote two today to catch up. My whack school system is making me rly busy so I might not have a smooth Kinktober

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You panted as you pulled away from the kiss, Midoriya had gotten rid of his last article of clothing he had on. He was so touchy you were out of breath. He dipped his fingers between your folds, collecting your wetness and using it to rub on your clit. You let out another breathy moan as he rubbed it in quick circles. He inserted two digits in you just to see if you were ready. Deeming you were he pulled them out and wiped the slick off on the sheets. 

He rubbed his tip up and down your slit, lightly pressing it on your clit a times while he looked to your face for a sign you were ready. You nodded at him and he slowly entered you. You whimpered as he pushed in, fully in you. He let you adjust and started moving slowly. 

Your breathing became faster and a moan from you had him going faster. Your legs wrapped around his hips and you scratched at his back, not enough to make it bleed but it would leave temporary marking. He leaned down to connect your lips again, his pace getting quicker. 

He has hit the sweet spot in you and you squealed into his mouth. He adjusted his hips so he would keep hitting that spot, making your eyes roll back. He could feel you getting impossibly wetter, dripping on the sheets as you reached your climax. 

it had all unraveled when his fingers found your clit once again, messily pressing on it and rubbing it. You jerked around, your hands flying to grip the sheets. Your legs tightened around his hips and you came all over his member.

He groaned at how tight you got, going faster to reach his high, going at an inhuman speed. You held on, tears blurring your vision at the overstimulation at his continuous thrusting. You bit your lip so hard it bruised as a string of moans and squeals escaped you.

Before you both know it green sparks were seen and he drilled into you. You was going so fast and that along with the tears streaming down your eyes everything was blurry. White hot pleasure had hit you once again as your walls fluttered around his cock pathetically.

Without given a chance to get a break you reached your peak again. You were basically screaming as you clenched around him milking him as you came. He released in you, himself. Panting as his cock softened, he let himself relax before collecting his thoughts and rethinking what had happened.

He realized that One For All came out while he fucked you and your fucked out state as the quirk activated. 

He felt himself get hard again, you looking up at him with a questioning look. He smiled at you sheepishly before getting back up and started moving again. Your eyes widened as you felt the slightly painful motions he was making. He caressed your cheek and apologetically said, “One more, okay? Can you do it?”

You couldn’t say no to him so nodded, letting him activate his quirk purposefully. You winced, preparing for what was about to happened. The thought of him using his quirk in bed made you wet enough for him to thrust into you. 

He fucked you into the mattress, you interlocked your hand with him almost giving him another broken bone with how hard you held his hand. You reached your high quickly, not even that far into the fucking. Midoriya was sensitive as well, and along with how much tighter you felt around him. 

Soon enough you both orgasmed together, your lips melded together as you released around the same time. You felt his second load in you warm you up and he felt you gush around him. 

His thrusts soon slowed down. You both panted as he actually pulled out this time and plopped to your side. He gave you a warm smile as you felt how drained you were, curling up to his side.

Day 3: Bakugou Katsuki + Kirishima Eijirou; CNC

Kinktober Masterlist

TW: Rape, noncon

WC: 928

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This was kinda fucked up. It was hot but you were still questioning if it was worth it. Rape was wrong and you knew it, but this was very consensual. You had a safe word and you wanted to try things out in the bedroom. That’s why you had this idea that you proposed to them, it was sexy enough for them to agree. 

You were flipped over from your position of being thrown to the bed. You put up a (fake) fight but it was hopeless against two well built heroes. They just picked you up, Bakugou did, as Kirishima stopped you from hitting either of them.

Bakugou had your arms pinned to the side of your head and your struggling legs spread by his own. He ground his knee onto your wet cunt, making it stain your panties. You let out a breathy moan, your face trying to hold up a mad expression, as Bakugou chuckled, “Giving in, Princess?”

You shook your head and bit your lip in order to suppress your moan but with a rough grab to your face, Bakugou pinched your chin down and crashed his lips onto yours. He basically shoved a tongue down your throat, forcing a moan out of you. You forgot for a split second that you had to resist, melting onto his lips for just a moment.

He pulled away with a huff, a string of saliva connecting the two pairs of lips. He smirked wickedly while you glared at him, a jerk from his knee caused you to wince, a whimper escaping you. 

Meanwhile Kirishima palmed himself through his shorts impatiently, “Can’t we just fuck her already?” He whined

Bakugou looked back at you, licking his lips, “Yeah, we should do that”

A string of protests left your mouth contradicting how you actually felt. They lifted you by your wrists and restraining your ankles and adjusted you to be in the middle of the bed. 

Bakugou ripped the pajama shorts you wore, and the panties you need giving a silent promise to buy you another pair of each. Your wetness was enough for him to slip in without preparation knowing it would hurt but you could take it.

Kirishima had revealed his length, stroking it slowly while looking intently at your entrance. Small puffs of breath left his lips in anticipation. His thumb had brushed over his slit, smearing his precum on his tip. He licked his lips and gulped, soothing his dry throat.

Bakugou had moved, you felt his tip prod at your entrance, “What, cat got your tongue?” He taunted. 

You gave him a cold glare, masking the arousal that you felt in your very core, “Fuck off” you spat

He slowly pushed in, enjoying the way your face contorted into feigned discomfort. And maybe it was the fact that you didn’t prep, or the roleplay that got to you, but he felt slightly different, bigger almost. When he reached halfway in you you breathed a sigh of relief, trying not to show any evident sign of pleasure.

“Is it all in?”

The question had stroked his ego, did he really feel good enough, big enough, that barely anything more than half felt like his full length? He grinned and so did Kirishima, bearing his sharp teeth. 

You looked at them suspiciously before realizing what was happening. 

“It’s in, all right-”

You breathed a sigh of relief.

“I’m putting it all in right now!” He huskily exclaimed.

Your eyes widened before you could get prepared. He sheathed himself fully in you, you gasping for air like it had been knocked out of you. Your eyes crossed and rolled back. Your tongue lolled out and the sight of you like this had them both crazy.

Kirishima had saw it too, his hand speeding up. Bakugou growled, pounding into you. Your back arched and Bakugou had taken one of your nipples in his mouth, pulling it between his teeth. Your moans got loud, one hand shooting up to cover your mouth. He got mad, pulling away from your face, making you mewl in pleasure.

You got close and finally reached your high, you clenched and came quickly. Tears pricked your eyes as you clenched around him. Bringing him to his high. 

“Ahh fuck, I’m gonna pump you full of cum. Fuck- I’m really gonna test your birth control huh?” He released in you, you felt his seed fill you up. It was warm and filled you to the brim. 

He pulled out, pushing Kirishima quickly to fuck you, knowing he was edging himself the whole time. Kirishima rushed to enter you, in your blissed out state you moaned at the intrusion. “Aww, Baby, you want us that much”

He brought his hand to your face making you nod, “Aww but that’s different from what you said earlier” he mocked. “Okay, I’m going all out. Be ready”

Almost immediately he thrusted into you. Going at an almost inhuman pace he brought you to your second orgasm. He took in the sight of you fucked into pure bliss. He climaxed way before he thought he would. The slippery-ness of previous cum in you and how tight you were had him releasing in you while you jerked around. 

You felt some seed drip out of you. Kirishima pulled out and Bakugou looked closely at just how filled you were. You were fucked out of your mind, still basking in the after glow. They panted, catching their breath. They then nodded to each other, agreeing to start getting you cleaned up

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader Soulmate AU

Summary: You want to start a business early revolving around your quirk but it leads you to find a rare case in your new school

Quirk: Red Strings. You are able to see the red strings that connect each person to their soulmate by a red string on each of their pinkies. This quirk is received by the oldest daughter in the family once they turn 4 (the parent still has it even when the child does). Sons can also have it but as a secondary quirk, it immediately gets passed down to the daughter and leaves the son with one quirk. You are able to cut it and/or tie it to yourself or other people at the cost of one year of your life for each alteration.

Genre/Warnings: Fluff, slight angst, cursing

WC: 1,725

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You still remember when you got your quirk. The day you turned four you saw the bright red strings appear, connecting everyone to each other. Some had strings that were long and crossed the streets and went around buildings, and some had their stings attached to the person next to them. They were on the floor for most of the time, occasionally stretched when two people had a strain on their relationship. They never broke though, always connected and paired by the universe, whoever it may be who controls it. They got longer when people are far from each other, and shorter when they were close. 

You saw sometimes the people who were connected, passing by each other without a second thought, strangers who rarely looked back at each other as the strange feeling overcame them. You were always happy when you saw two soulmates holding hands, and felt sorry for those who passed by their soulmate with a significant other in their arms. Some people even has two strings and you thought that was so cool. 

You liked to follow the strings when they were going in the same direction as you, and eventually got used to seeing them around not paying mind unless it was a short glance at two loving soulmates. 

Your mom and you were the only ones who could see and interact with them, your grandma dying before you were born with not many stories left behind. She would step on them while you avoided doing so, until she said it was fine. You still didn’t like to walk over them, only the accidental step sometimes but you mostly subtly avoided them. You remember that one time you tripped on a string and those few times you had to duck or go around strained ones. 

Then came when you looked at your pinkie, no bright red sting there. When you asked your mom why you didn’t have one she told you she didn’t have one at first either. She did though, you mentioned, and she said that she cut your dad’s string and tied it to her. You gasped and asked her why and she said that your dad asked for it, his original soulmate was “probably really far away anyway”. She said there was some guilt of course but 20 years of going strong it had melted away. 

She even told you of a story of someone who was bitter of not having a string, she cut every string in her path and ended up dying early, passing the quirk to her first niece. 

“Do you help your friends find their soulmates!?” you beamed, she smiled but shook her head. 

“I can’t, I don’t have the time to with all my work. Plus, you don’t even know if they want to know. They could be happily married or something“ she said. She was right, but you wanted to lead people to their soulmates! But you couldn’t do that under the circumstances you mom had just helped you realized.

Then the thought hit you, it could be your job! You could help people and make money all at the same time and it would be the best job ever! That thought was what started your continuous studying to get into a good school, and getting into that school. To be honest you’ve never been as driven about something as much as this.

So here you were now, at the doorway of UA.

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You got stares from everyone as you confidently stepped into the building, then immediately jumping and tiptoeing about in the hallways avoiding the red strings you would soon shorten. Word had already gotten around after you explained to one person why you were walking funny. 

Days later you were already getting requests but you would just turn them down. Maybe just pointing to where they headed. Soon you were already making friends, especially with that one Ashido girl from the hero course who wanted so bad to find her soulmate. You wanted to tell her who it was but you couldn’t make exceptions, you guys weren’t even friends for long. 

Eventually, right when the class was going into the pricing lesson, Ashido immediately jumped on you to show her where her soulmate is. So, her first initiative for today was to drag you to her table for lunch. You met the nicest people ever, the first 10 seconds that passed were great. But your pink-haired friend had already cut to the chase.

“Here, just point me to where my string leads” She said as she slid you a 500 yen coin. You took it and pointed to the kitchen, your eyes trailed from her finger to where the string led, presumably outside a window or something.

She squealed, “Okay, now do them next, they’ll pay” she said as her other friends, except Bakugou, leaned in with interest. 

You chuckled and said, “Sorry I can’t. My teacher said I can’t offer services ‘til my business is official. My pricing itself isn’t complete either. I’m thinking of doing an up-front price along with a price according to how far the trip goes for them to find their soulmate. This of course will include an all expense pair trip if we ever leave the country or go on a far trip. It might be expensive for a lot of people but I really want to show them to their soulmates. I’m thinking of refunding them a portion if they cancel but if I keep doing that the business will get nowhere and no one will find their soulmate. I’m also really concerned for the people who might not have as much money so I’m thinking that the prices shouldn’t be that high. Hmm, maybe I should-”

“Geez, Y/N calm down. You’re starting to sound like Midoriya there with all your rambling” Ashido interrupted, “But I get it, you don’t have to. Dang the business course is though” 

“Not as tough as the hero course though. At least then you’ll be hella rich and I can help all of you find your soulmates”

 “Great!” She chirped. 

They all went back to their food, and out of curiosity you looked at their hands. seeing the red string on either the left or right pinkie. But one caught your eye. There was a set of hands, no red string on neither the left nor the right pinkie. You looked up at who it belonged and were met with glaring red ruby eyes. You got a good look at him, his spiky ash blonde hair. He was pretty attractive, sad he doesn’t have a soulmate though. His glare seemed to get sharper and so you had to stuff your face in your bowl if you didn’t want trouble. 

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Whoopsie, how’d you get into this situation? Backed up into the wall of an alleyway by this beautiful blonde. This blonde is of course mad and glaring at you like you stepped on his dog.

You did, however, find out who this man was. Bakugou Katsuki. From the sludge incident. Got the highest score in the practical entrance exam. He also got chained to a block of cement when he won gold at the sport’s festival that you couldn’t attend, not wanting to watch the strings get trampled by your doing the task given. As well as getting kidnapped by the League of Villains during the hero course’s camping trip.

You don’t know why you didn’t recognize him, not really paying attention to what all others do. But now you truly felt sorry for the guy, going through all that, probably blaming himself for All Might’s retirement, and not having someone to call his own. You don’t have to date your soulmate, and sometimes soulmate relationships fail, but it’s hard when they’re the perfect fit for you. 

This man didn’t have a perfect fit. I mean, neither did you but you were fine with making people happy, and you haven’t endured half this man has. 

“Let me ask you this once, why were you looking at me funny?” he gruffly demanded answers

“You sure you wanna know?” you asked nervously

“SPIT IT OUT WOMAN” he slammed his fist next to your head

“You don’t have a soulmate!” you said out of impulse

His eyes widened and his angry demeanor went away, “What?” he mumbled

“You don’t have a string” you clarified

“Well I don’t fucking need one, “ he puffed his chest out, “soulmates are bullshit anyway, don’t wanna have to trust someone like that, they’ll just become a weak spot”

“Well you wouldn’t think that when you tip over and self destruct in anger at yourself for stuff that’s not you fault” you commented as he neared you dangerously

“You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about”

You sighed as your lips pressed to a thin line, “Maybe I don’t, but no one will if you keep it to yourself”

“I’m fine with that”

“Sure” 

He must still be in shock, you just know he’ll add it to the baggage sooner or later. You had to do something about this, he doesn’t deserve it, before he could walk away you called out, “If it makes you feel better I don’t have one either, most people with my quirk don’t have any either”

“Why would that make me feel better?”

“I can cut some string and tie it to you if you want, can’t force a good relationship though”

“No, I don’t want anyone else’s partner”

“Fine then,” you pondered, how could you help this guy out? 

“Lunch. Tomorrow” he stated and left

“Huh? Okay I guess” you said hesitantly. At least it was something.

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You rubbed your arm nervously. It was a Saturday and you had asked Mina for his number, where he confirmed to meet outside your dorm. No one really cared that a hero course student was coming over, instead everyone used this time to do work on each of their own businesses. 

You sat at the small table set up in front of the entrance, it was circular and had a small vase of flowers at the center. You then heard a grunt and footsteps getting louder. You turned and saw Bakugou grumbling to himself as he made his way to you.

He plopped down on the seat next to you and before the awkward silence could commence he spoke up, “Why the fuck do you want to help me?”

You chuckled, a smile had danced on your lips, “Right to the chase, huh?”

His glare just hardened.

You felt your hands get clammy, “Heh, well, it is my future job. I want to make people happy”

“So you’ll just change peoples soulmates if someone pays you? Seems pretty shitty”

You gasped, feigning exaggerated offense, “I do not! For each alteration to strings I lose a year of my lifespan,” you explained

“So you’re willing to lose two years of your life to get me a soulmate?” 

You nodded

“Why?”

You sighed, you contemplated whether to take his hand in yours sympathetically but decided against it, instead opting to lean forward and lower your voice, “You’ve been through a lot more than most people should at your age, I just think you would be good with someone who will fully understand you. But, now that I think about it that may be difficult so that’s why...” you trailed off

You realized how no one will fully understand him, he’s a really complex person from what you picked up. You let out a small ‘Huh’ when the thought came to you.

You looked up when you heard him sigh, he mumbled something under his breath along the lines of ‘I cant believe I’m doing this’

“Look, you can’t just take someone else’s soulmate, it won’t work out for me or that person” He then groaned, “and it’s not like you have a soulmate either so...”

You looked at him puzzled, trying to put two and two together. When you did, you had a big shit-eating smirk on your face, “What are you trying to say, Bakugou?” You asked smugly

The infamous ‘tch’ was heard when the reddening on his ears proved true to your suspicions, “Wanna go out sometime?” he begrudgingly offered

You giggled. This hotheaded blonde, known for being aggressive and somewhat the villainous type, was asking you out to a date after two conversations. One was admittedly intimate but only two conversations nonetheless

You figured, why not ply with him for a little bit? 

“Hmmm... Nah, I’d rather waste two years of my life”

He growled, “Stop playing around! You’re lucky I’m even asking you out, I normally hate everyone. Plus, you can’t just connect me to some stranger!”

“We’ve had two conversations, we essentially still are strangers”

“Fucking- CALL ME KATSUKI THEN”

You froze in shock. He really was serious about this.

“...Why me?”

He relaxed, ready to give his explanation, “You’re probably the only one who gets an inkling of how I feel because of what I’ve gone through. Everyone else either holds it against me or thinks they understand me”

“Well then-”

“Alsoyou’recute” 

You paused again, you saw his flushed face but it was nowhere near the steam coming from the boiling pot that was your head. 

“Uh, y-you too I guess”

“Yeah I’ll see you next week, we’ll get dessert after lunch or some shit, whatever girls want to do on dates”

You scoffed at the stereotype, “Yeah, whatever you have my number,” You saved him a wink which was what made everything worth it for the sight of his face that now matched his eyes.

Part 2 cuz this ends too abrupt but its long already

Izuku Midoriya x Reader

Summary: You and Midoriya going on a date in which you fly together and Midoriya being considerate and super cute for your second date

Quirk: You have 3 pairs of wings. each are almost as big as Hawks’. More info in the fic. 

Genre/Warnings: Fluff, cursing

WC: 1,446

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From the moment you walked in the door, he knew he was entranced by you. The door opened, revealing no one as the class continued to stare at the empty doorstep. Then you came, you flew in with the middle pair of wings unraveled in it’s breathtaking glory. You were laughing the whole time, not caring for the stares of the class, “The door’s so cool!” you exclaimed. 

You heard how the door should be welcoming to any and all students with any quirk from your sister, who also dreamed of going to a school like this, and applying but not being able to make the cut. She did fully support you when you got in and rejoiced since you knew how much you wanted to be a hero even with the guilt that your sister wouldn’t be. She did find her true passion after all so it all worked out in the end.

But enough about her, this is about you. Your cheerful presence had interested everyone, bombarding you with questions after the quirk evaluation. You explained how your quirk worked and answered all their questions. They mostly included compliments on your speed and the size of your wings

Yet, though you’ve interacted with most of your class, you were surprised to have unintentionally avoided one, or rather, he avoided you. Normally he would never hesitate to ask someone about their quirk but something about you was... intimidating. He thought it was how powerful your quirk was but then again he was childhood friends with Bakugou. Then he realized, it was because he liked you. 

That can’t be right, he thought but it was your all around feel that was welcoming and you basically radiated comfort. You would answer back to anyone, weather you liked them or not, kindly. You even politely asked Mineta to stop touching you instead of just shoving him off like everyone else. You were really pretty too. You looked literally angelic, with your wings and all.

 That’s why when he finally talked to you, he was blown away with how you answered each of his questions without hesitation. A smile was present on your face the entire time and you were practically glowing, the warmth he felt from you calmed him of any nerves he had in the first place. 

After that it was like clockwork, he approached you everyday and ate lunch with you, studied with you and always made sure you were in perfect condition. You appreciated all he did to make sure you were well and in turn you accidentally caught feelings. 

You learned to care for him as well and were the one to stop him from overworking. You two were literally a perfect couple and everyone saw both your crushes on each other. But alas, you two were dense as fuck.

You never second-guessed Midoriya’s flustered reactions due to his fidgety nature and he never second-guessed your kindness as anything but that. You two were content as friends, you made that pretty clear to your friends. Still, that didn’t stop them from mentioning his crush on you, to you and your crush on Midoriya, to him. 

That brought you two to eventually talking it out and agreeing to go on a date. “Like normal people” you joked. And there was no better time than this week. It had been plenty stressful and you both needed to de-stress. You hadn’t really planned where to go but you both just agreed to stop by anywhere you felt like, just needing to get out of the dorms.

It was afternoon when you decided to go and once you were out of the campus, with permission from Aizawa, you began to realize that you should’ve indeed planned where to go. Instead, you both stood outside the gate, shuffling awkwardly, waiting for the other to talk. 

“Uh-” “So-”

You both flinched at one another, Deku turning bright red as you giggled. You calmed down first, “You were saying?” you gestured for him to continue

“U-Um yeah. Where did you wanna go?”

“Well, we already ate lunch so how ‘bout we go to a cafe for dessert” you suggested

“No thanks I’m still pretty full” said, rubbing his stomach. His eyes soon widened at the fact he rejected your suggestion, “B-But we can still go! I can pay!” he said desperately, he didn’t want you to change your mind and not go out with him anymore

You laughed out loud, “No worries! We can just go somewhere else” You smiled and he blushed again. You were so pretty when you did that. “How about you, you have any suggestions?” you asked him

He really didn’t. He’s the type to prepare for something before it happens, so this impromptu date was not up his alley. He looks at the sidewalk behind you, trying to think up where to go, even contemplating pulling out his phone to search up where to go for a date. You sensed his uneasiness and spoke up, “I do have this special spot I go to if you can’t think of anywhere”

“Special spot?” He said curiously.

You nodded, “Yup! It’s not too far so we can walk there”

He nodded, “Sure let’s go”

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“Here we are” you said. The walk had been quiet mostly, aside from some small talk. He did ask about where you were going but you told him it was a surprise. You talked about other things of course, about tests and other academic topics mostly. 

Eventually you reached your old apartment complex, your parents still lived here and you visited during holidays. He eyed it, blushing at the realization he now knew where you lived, before the dorms of course, and maybe you would take him to your room or something. Only the thought of it made him combust into flames

“Let’s go” you pulled him into the building, greeting the receptionist and her telling you your parents were out for work. You told her it was fine since you weren’t going to your home anyway. This piqued his interest because where else would you be going?

You then gestured for him to follow as you went to the elevator. He stood there awkwardly as you pressed the button for the top most floor. The time it took going up wasn’t much, the elevator stopping from time to time revealing no one who was gonna step in.

When you finally reached the top your excitement had also increased. You excitedly grabbed him by the wrist, running thought the corridor, past some doors, taking a turn and finding the staircase. You dragged him up, tripping once but refusing his help and running up the stairs, “Here it is” you said, opening the door to the roof.

You both stepped out and you immediately inhaled the familiar scent of dusty cement, taking you back to your childhood where your parents told you not to go off the edge. You did anyway, it was fun. Midoriya watched as you ran to the railing, looking down at the houses and restaurants below you. “I used to go here all the time after hard days. Its relaxing to just soar through the air since no one bothered me. Even if I got in trouble sometimes” You said.

He loved how serene you looked up here, the way you took in and released the clean air, how you enjoyed the fact it smelled different up there. There was no one around, just you two and the city breeze. 

The wind picked up and blew against your feathers. Your eyes lit up and you looked the Modoriya, “You wanna fly with me?” you offered

He stopped and stuttered, “E-Eh? How does that work? I can’t really stay on your back as that can constrict your flying but I don’t think you can fly with me on your stomach either, maybe holding onto my wrists would work? But I don’t want to trouble you with my weight, not like you can’t take it or anything but-”

“Izuku! Relax!” You halted his muttering, “Here” You wrapped your arms around his torso, “We’ll fly like this”

“HUH!?” He had never been this close to a girl before, you had your freaking arms around him. It was bliss, sure, but still so embarrassing. You two aren’t even going out officially yet and sure you guys are on a first name basis but was this still allowed? Maybe you were like this with others, you are really close with the rest of the class.

“You ready?” You asked.

He gulped and nodded. He heard the flapping of your wings, one, two pairs working to get you both off the ground, third pair occasionally flapping to pull some weight. He felt his feet lift off the ground and he shut his eyes. 

Once you both were on air you yelled at him to open his eyes. He already felt the wind whipping past him, much like when he runs at Full Cowl, and he decided to listen to you. His eyes slowly opened, and he got a glimpse of what he missed. 

You both flew over buildings, you laughing at the need to release air from the thrilling feeling of nostalgia. He too joined in and found himself yelling about how fun and cool this was! You then put your third pair to use and flapped it faster, going quicker through the wind. 

“W-What are you doi-WAAAH” he let out a scream when you did a loop in the air. You were giggling and he was still shaking, “You okay?” You asked through sweet laughter and he shakily nodded

He was too silent compared to just a little bit ago so you decided to head back. Finishing the circle you went in, you placed him back on his feet as he ran to grab the railing. You were profusely apologizing to him for taking him on a flying session, He didn’t take it though, explaining how he loved most of it, never scared to be dropped as he fully trusted in you.

This of course left you blushing even after the date. He trusted you that much? I mean, you did too but you didn’t think he’d feel the same way as quick. He suggested going on another date similar to this one. Soon, he said, and you couldn’t wait.

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It was a week later when he asked you out again. You were surprised when he said you were going to the same place you went last week. You agreed despite not knowing why he would want to go back and followed him there.

On the walk there you almost asked why but decided to find out later, on the count of his adorable face gleaming in excitement. You smiled and followed behind, trying to catch up with his quick steps there.

Once you arrived at the top of the building again, you noticed him relax as much as you, before lighting up in excitement. “Let’s fly!” he suggested, grabbing a hold of you hands and nearing you to the edge

“Woah woah, slow down! I don’t know what’s gotten into you but you seem more excited today, may I ask why?” You said, holding him back with a light tug

He chuckled as pink tinted his cheeks. Scratching the back of his neck he said, “I had a surprise for you that I was gonna show once we were in the air. I asked Uraraka to use her quirk on me so I weigh as much as my clothes now! S-So it’s easier for you to fly with me around!” 

You swear your heart melted like a stick of butter, “Aww Izuku you are so adorable” You said and pinched his cheeks, before going to kiss one. He was a mumbling mess before you held hid hands once again, flapping your middle pair of wings, you lifted yourself off the ground, taking Midoriya up with you soon after. 

You wrapped your arms around his torso to balance him, making sure the wind doesn’t push him back. You pressed him to your chest, pecking his neck before going off the edge and flying over the streets and buildings. You began to soar the the sky, going at a more relaxed speed than last week’s. 

He felt more relaxed too, now being able to breathe the calming air you talked about. He wondered what you looked like right now. Before he could think, the words left his mouth, “Can you turn me around, I wanna look at you” 

And also before he could say anything to take it back, you turned him around with ease, his chest pressing against yours. “I didn’t think you would actually do it” he mumbled

“Why not, I wanted to look at you too” You said the him, your eyes flashed down to his lips and looked back to where you were flying. That did not go unnoticed by him with how close he was and his eyes went to your lips. They looked soft, he wanted to feel them against this. Did you want that too? He saw somewhere that looking at someones lips meant you wanted to kiss them. 

Slowly, he brought his head up and his lips gently met yours. His eyes were closed but he could feel the slight falter of your flying. He then felt you go upright instead of the tilt you had when you moved around. You kissed back with more fervor, causing him to press harder. His arms went around your neck and your arms held him tighter around his torso.

Soon enough you both pulled away and with a giggle, the only thing you could say to his red face was, “That’s a pretty cool way to have a first kiss”

Hitoshi Shinsou x Neko?Reader

Summary: Shinsou’s crush is tricked into eating something that turns her into a half-cat half-human

A/N: If you know where I got this idea and picture, we have to talk. So I was supposed to post this 2 days ago and I thought I did but I found it on my drafts and checked my acc and it wasn’t posted

Qurik: Not specified

Genre/Warnings: Fluff, cursing, lack of Bakugou

WC: 1,346

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It was a Wednesday when the group started scheming. The Bakusquad had been trying to help you and Shinsou get together, as pushy supportive friends do. You weren’t really part of their squad, you hung out with the casually and did so with the Dekusquad, and with everyone else. You were more of a social butterfly, spending time with anyone you felt like. 

Which is why you befriended Shinsou. You lost your way one day looking for the teacher’s lounge to give papers to your advisor, Aizawa. You went to the first person seemingly heading to the same direction as you and asked them for help. He was the guy. He questioned you if you knew who he was, assuming you knew he had a brainwash quirk. You said no, you were to busy preparing for your battle to watch his and Deku’s. 

You and he got close, everyone cheered him on but no one could lie that they were completely comfortable with him, and he could tell. You, on the other hand and quite a few people in Class A, were not afraid of him whatsoever. 

Even so, you were the kindest person he met. You would actually go out of your way to find him to eat lunch together, you would invite him to hangouts, often you being the one he stays with a lot during those. You were also pretty. Very pretty. You had received confessions before from other guys but turned them down. You were holding out for someone, you didn’t know who, but it was fairly obvious to everyone all around.

Everyone could tell you were in love with Shinsou, except for you and him, obviously, and they made it their mission to get you two together. You didn’t know why you were in love with him, I mean, you didn’t know you were in love with him, but still. Maybe it was his kindness towards you, reflecting yours to him, or maybe it was the general way he treated you. His comfort when you’re going through a rough time, or how much he radiated safety, you loved to be around him. You also trusted him with your life, he has never used his quirk on you without permission and when he did it was always jokingly to steal your snacks. It was never a big deal. 

He loved you for the same things. You were one of the first people he met who trusted them fully. You two got along really well, only having fights when t’s about each others health or grades. You two were protective of each other as well, he often got jealous of all the men confessing to you and you would scold him if he slept too late. He found it endearing because it showed how much you cared for him.

Anyway, this Wednesday your friends were plotting a scheme. There was a new product being sold in a bakery exclusive to Musutafu, it was a quirk-infused cookie that could temporarily make you part-human, part-animal. It came with a wavier that you have to sign and it would last 12 hours. There are cookies to make you part dog, cat, bunny, and even panda. It was also pretty expensive, it cost the same as a pack of cookies but instead it was only a small square cookie. 

Yaoyorozu was the one who bought it as a favor to Ashido and she and Kirishima planned it and asked the group to go along with the plan. They explained that they would invite you on a hangout and you would obviously bring Shinsou with you and they would make an excuse for you to eat the cookie and you would turn into a cat. 

“Wait why a cat?” Kaminari asked

“CUZ! Shinsou likes cats and we’ll force him to take care of Y/N” Ashido explained

“How do you know he likes cats?” Kaminari asked, not paying attention to anything

“Y/N talks about him all the time” Yaoyorozu sighed, “Anyway, this should be enough for a cookie” she said, handing them bills from her wallet

They all thanked her with a promise of telling her how it goes before leaving and perfecting their plan.

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Saturday eventually rolled around, you got Shinsou to join you and the group and you all were on a train to wherever the next stop is. You sat next to Shinsou, him not as familiar with this group of people as he is with Midoriya’s. He looked over your shoulder as you scrolled through Twitter, looking at the shit that was on your feed. You both snickered whenever you saw something funny, only fueling the determination your group had to set you two up.

The train stopped moving at one point and both of you had gotten up. You held his wrist, not to letting him stray away as he did once before, and guided him to the exit. You all left the train station and went to the closest cluster of food stalls and vendors, hoping to find food and stuff to look at or even waste money on. 

You and Shinsou walked together ahead due to your constant pulling. You went to every stall, guided by the smell, and looked at other cute stuff to buy, dragging Shinsou along with you. The group behind you went to enact the scheme, knowing how Shinsou’s eyes were glued to you as you moved about, cheerful and full of energy contradicting the tired demeanor you held toward the end of the weekdays. He looked at you with so much adoration his eyes could turn into hearts. 

When you had the idea to go look for a restaurant to have lunch in, you had lead the group to a space with less people, stopping at the front of a sushi place. Ashido had pulled the cookie wrapped in plastic out of her bag, before jogging lightly to catch up to you. 

“Hey Y/N, I saw this as a free sample and I thought you missed it, do you want it?” she asked

She knew you loved getting free samples, because of course you do. You thanked her and unwrapped the cute cookie. It was a small square with a cute cat design on it. You immediately stuffed it in your mouth, wondering why the group was just standing around. The cookie tasted strange, it was sweet like a normal sugar cookie with the royal frosting on top but there was an underlying bitter and somewhat fishy taste.

Before you could ask you felt something weird, you felt your ears shift and you’re hearing had sharpened, your vision had changed too, it was weird. Some shadows had become lighter, as if they weren’t there, and reds looked more like greens as purples had dulled to blues. An unknown weight was felt in your lower back as you felt something on your body. Nothing was on your legs or arms so you didn’t know where your new limb was. 

You were gonna ask what the hell they gave you before your hands started to tingle. Your wide eyes went to your hands, they had fur all over and contorted to be smaller and... cuter. They were paws. Oh shit. Finally you felt the same tingling sensation on each side above your lips, knowing that these were probably whiskers.

“THE FUCK” you exclaimed

Your group was all excited though, “Woah, it worked!” and “I haven’t seen that” was tossed around

Your eyes went to Shinsou’s, who was also as shocked as you were, “Did you know about this?” 

“No, what the hell happened to you?”

“She turned into a cat!” Ashido said excitedly

“The fuck did you give me?” you said in a normal volume not liking the loud sound

“It was a cookie that made you into a cat-person! It lasts 12 hours!” Sero explained

“12 hours? I’m screwed” you said

“Oh yeah and you should start acting like a cat soon too” Kaminari added

You exhaled exasperatedly and looked at them with tired but mad eyes, “Ugh let’s just eat our lunch before any of that happens” 

You walked inside and got a booth next to the window, you sat next to Shinsou a little closer than needed with a gap that separated you and Kaminari. Shinsou sat next to the window, the quietest option available, with Ashido in front of him, Sero, Kirishima and Bakugou next to her in that order. 

Your sense of smell had actually gotten stronger and you could sniff out the scent of Shinsou’s cologne, which is probably why you sat so close to him. He didn’t complain though, he was enjoying the lack of space between you two, deciding to not let the opportunity slide, he just let it happen. He loved being this close to you anyway, he liked seeing the twitch of your nose and the small smile that played on your lips. 

The moment was cut short by the waiter coming to take your order, Shinsou was too busy staring at you and you were too busy sniffing him (not in a weird way), so you had just fumbled and ordered the first item you saw on the menu. It was salmon sashimi, nothing you hadn’t tasted before so you wouldn’t have to worry about not liking it. Shinsou ordered the same thing, slightly panicked and unprepared.

You had turned to Shinsou, talking about the stupid things these guys do including turning you into a neko. He had, in turn, complimented the soft paws, admitting they were cure and pressing lightly on the soft pads that had triggered the claws and caused them to pop up. You did admit it was kinda cool, you could hear better and your senses were hightened. In exchange the color’s were a little weird and your pants had to be pushed down to let the tail out.

The light chatter continued until the food came and only then did you realize the problem. You tried to pick up your chopsticks but it took both of your paws to keep them from falling, and even so, you couldn’t manipulate it to pick up food. Everyone had noticed but no one wanted to help you, “Hey can someone help?” you asked, annoyed

Everyone just looked down at their food and at each other, making it known that they were ignoring you. You huffed, trying again to pick up the pair of chopsticks, but before one could fall from your paws Shinsou had gotten them from you, using their to bring a piece of salmon to you lips. You muttered a ‘thank you’ as someone finally decided to help and let him feed you, taking the piece into your mouth. 

He placed your chopsticks down using his own to eat his food. It wasn’t until you had asked him to feed you again did he comply, putting a piece to your mouth, not noticing how Ashido had snapped a picture of you. 

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You and your group were back on the train, it was almost empty except for the seven of you. The time spent on the outing had been cut short due to your angered demand to go back to the dorms. You sat next to Shinsou, the rest of the group across from you because you were mad at them. You had latched onto his arm all day out of instinct and you enjoyed it, tail going side to side, despite being infuriated with you other friends.

He kept touching your whiskers curiously, coming back to tickle them even as you swatted his hands away. Your nose twitched in annoyance as his fingertips came in contact with the sensitive whiskers again, you sighed, “Stop” you whined. 

“I thought you liked that,” he said, confused, “I’m tryng to cheer you up ‘cuz you’ve been grumpy”

“It tickles then it becomes itchy,” you explained, leaning your head on him and rubbing against it, both a comforting feeling and a slightly possessive one, as you felt the need to mark him with your scent

“Hmm,” he put a finger on hid chin, thinking of how to turn your upset mood around, “lie down”

You didn’t know why he would ask this off you, but still you complied. You lay your head on his lap, hyper aware of your friends’ eyes on you but paying no mind to it nonetheless. Shinsou held an obnoxiously long hoodie string over your head, you squinting for a second before getting the urge to disturb its still state.

You hit it with your paw making it swing. The momentum was too steady and slow for you so you hit it again, and again, and again, not letting it return to its resting form. Shinsou eyes you, pupils like thin slits as you glared at the string, toying with it adorably. The others watched bemusedly at your battle with the long hoodie string and this time, you couldn’t notice them at all.

It wasn’t until you heard Shinsou’s chuckle did your attention turn away from the dangling target. You looked at him, bewildered at your own actions. You then realized you were acting like a cat, your attitude and urges similar to theirs. You sat back up, glaring at the floor, “Damn, I am a cat now.” You looked back at your friends “How long did you say this lasts?”

“Twelve hours” Shinsou replied from beside you. 

You groaned, “Is there something else I can eat to reverse this?”

Ashido looked slightly guilty, she thought you would enjoy this more and to think she made you upset made her upset. “Why do you hate t anyway? It’s not thta bad. It’s actually pretty cute” she chirped, “other than the fact you’re more territorial now”

“Am not!” you snapped

“Yes you are! You won’t let anyone get near Shinsou!” Kaminari objected

“That is not true!” you said back

Ashido sauntered over to you and Shinsou “If it’s not then you wouldn’t mind if I claim this, would you” she tilted Shinsou’s head up and leaned in close

“What are you doing?” Shinsou whispered, a scowl on his face

You looked at them, mortified. Ashido noticed the change in your expression and her eyes widened. With her reflexes, she instantly moved back to doge your claws, barely, as you were able to slice of a few strands of hair. Your growling had effectively made her back off as you straddled Shinsou’s lap, closing your eyes with a slight frown and crashed your lips onto his. 

Ignoring his yelp as you pulled him closer, kissing him harder. He eventually wrapped his arms around you as you grinned at your new claim. Once you pulled away you buried your face in the crook of his neck, rubbing your scent glands around his, making a silent promise, ‘You’re mine’

Can you do a mirio x reader oneshot where mirio is a single dad and he doesnt want to tell his s/o but the s/o find outs in someway and is supportive.

Summary: ^

Quirk: You can make bubbles when you make a circle from your hands. A layer of bubble solution forms and you can blow it into bubbles. You can control its size. If you create many then you have to moisturize your hands cuz they get dry

A/N: sorry sorry sorry for this being late I admit I slacked off for like two days

Warnings/Genre: Fluff, cursing, angst if you squint

WC: 2,396

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You and Mirio had been going out for almost half a year now and though it hadn’t been very long you felt as though he were the one for you. You trusted him enough to give him the keys to your apartment, but he had never stayed the night or made spontaneous visits. You never visited his apartment too; he never gave you a key and when you suggested to go to his place, he would make excuses. They were usually because ‘the place is a mess’ or ‘there are hero plans that are classified’.

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You weren’t a hero; your quirk had never been strong enough and you didn’t like the intense training, so you took up law in college. You eventually met Mirio while running late to school. In true hero fashion, he saved you from a guy you pulled you to an alleyway. What he didn’t expect is for you to punch the guy in the face as soon as he tried to unbutton you and disarm him by twisting his wrist and making him drop the knife. Mirio was amazed as he had to hold you back from kicking the guy’s head in when you pushed him to the ground.

When he asked how you learned to fight you told him that it was clear the guy’s an amateur. You chuckled saying how weak he was, it was probably one of his first times trying to assault someone. You liked his cheery attitude; he was happily talking to you as you fixed your clothes. Most of it was small talk, him complimenting your skills then asking where you were headed. It was at that time you realized you were late. You quickly sped off with the promise to see him again soon.

The next time you saw him was when someone else was in danger. Before you could jump in, he did and you were left tending to the scarred high-school student. You and he talked after the whole fiasco and jokingly called out the situation that brought you two together. You and he agreed to hang out outside of danger on his free time.

So you did, you went to the park with him and walked around. You talked about yourselves and you got to know him better. After that hangout, you went on others. He knew what you did, your hobbies and stuff you liked, and you knew his too. He was one of the most thoughtful people you’ve met, he constantly helped you through hard times like when you were stressed for finals. You never really noticed but he rarely asked for help. He put most of his attention to you and would brush off the fact he never bothered you about himself. You grew to like him, as a friend and maybe more.

Until one day, your view on him changed completely. You were on one of your hangouts and he got a call. He excused himself and stood to the side as you ordered takeout desserts for him. When he came back his face was contorted to show more of a gloomy expression. He was visibly down and when you got the desserts you brought him to a bench asked him to sit.

He came clean about everything, well, all but one thing. He told you he had a girlfriend he never mentioned and their relationship has been rough for years. It started becoming rocky a year before he met you and admitted to seeing you more that he saw his girlfriend as he was happier and more relaxed around you. You apologized profusely but he told you it wasn’t your fault. He then went on about how his girlfriend got mad at him spending too much time with you and being controlling and that he dumped him in the phone call he just had. What he didn’t tell you was that they had a child on accident and she left the child with him. This would add stress to his life and it was another factor for his breakdown.

During his rant you realized something, he deserved better, and you honestly wanted to be that for him. You came to term with your romantic feelings for him but as much as you wanted him to love you back, you didn’t want to just be some rebound.

After he calmed down he confessed that he loved you and you made him feel more wanted then his girlfriend did. He asked that you accept his feelings but you had to do a double-take. You said that you loved him too but thought that if a relationship would form, it should happen later. You told him you didn’t want to be a rebound and he agreed to wait until he was over his girlfriend to date you.

With that settled, thing went back to normal- well, almost. You noticed he always had something on his mind, always checking up on something every once and a while on his phone. You assumed it was just newfound responsibilities that his ex left with him and didn’t mind it. You did notice he was always redirecting the conversation when it came to going to his place. You never asked before to visit before as you didn’t know if you were close enough but now that he’s single and confessed to you thought it wouldn’t be a problem.

You and Mirio had been going out for almost half a year now and though it hadn’t been very long you felt as though he were the one for you. You trusted him enough to give him the keys to your apartment, but he had never stayed the night or made spontaneous visits. You never visited his apartment too; he never gave you a key and when you suggested to go to his place, he would make excuses. They were usually because ‘the place is a mess’ or ‘there are hero plans that are classified’.

Which brought you to today, it was spring and Mirio was out doing hero things. He promised to spend time with you tonight after a quick shower at his place but you had better plans. You bought a snacks and wanted to wait for him at his place for a spontaneous surprise. Even if you couldn’t get in, it was time to get closer to him and finally see where he lives. You planned to wait in front of his door if it was locked and just surprise him there.

What you didn’t expect was there to be a girl storming out of where you believed was his apartment. She was yelling at her phone about something and you couldn’t help but overhear, “…that child is running circles around me! Seriously, he would not take a rest! That troublesome quirk of his is something I refuse to deal with any longer. I quit! … No I won’t fucking wait for the other one to arrive, I bet she won’t even take a fucking step into that mess” She yelled and hung up. You couldn’t hear as Mirio was on the other line, pleading for her not to leave the child unattended until he could call for another babysitter. As soon as the girl hang up, he rushed home from his office, forcing his sidekick to take over watching the area.

The furious girl stormed passed you and stopped as she turned around and shoved keys to your chest, “Are you the other babysitter? Good fucking luck with that child.” She grumbled while getting into the elevator, leaving you shocked. What were you supposed to do? Leave a child to run around and ruin his parents’ apartment? You checked the number and was surprised when you recognized the number. It was Mirio’s. You remember him bringing his building and number up in two different conversations one time and you were pretty sure this was it.

You walked to the respective door, unlocking it and cautiously walking in. As soon as the door closed a child popped up from the floor. You jumped in surprise as they walked to you and eyed you suspiciously. The blue eyes and blonde hair looked strangely familiar. It then dawned upon you that this boy was a carbon copy of your boyfriend. Was this his child? Was he the reason you were never invited here? Is this why he acted how he did? The thoughts swirled though you mind but was cut off by a teasing voice.

“Are you another one of those mommy replacements my dad keeps forcing here? My mom sucked and left and every other one of you did too. I’ve never seen you before though so maybe you’re new. Guess I’ll just run you out now to make this easier” he huffed and swallowed in a breath before disappearing into the floor. You took a moment to process his words and figured out that his ex was the one who left the child. The boy looked around four or five and he had his quirk already, which he was surprisingly good at using.

He popped up from behind a couch and sat with his arms crossed. “What? Aren’t you gonna chase me?” He questioned. You realized you should contain the child before he could be any more trouble.

“I won’t” you said, crossing your own arms, “Don’t you fall down to the people below’s house when you do that?”

“Nah, I learned how to stop quick enough before I get there” he shrugged, “Now come get me before I break stuff you’ll get blamed for”

“You won’t” you said boldly

“Won’t I?” he threatened

“You won’t, because if you do, all the broken stuff and the stress of others will affect your dad. He pays for this stuff and the caretakers and you running them out just costs more money”

“All he ever does is make money, he doesn’t even spend time with me”

Poor kid, you thought and gave him a sympathetic expression. You sat beside him and pulled him to you as you wrapped an arm around him. “Did you ever tell him that?”

“Huh?”

“D’you ever tell him that you wanted to spend time with him?”

“No but he’s my dad, shouldn’t he already know?” he asked

“True, maybe I should talk to him about that” you said and rubbed his arm, he looked up at you

“You will?” he smiled

“Sure” you said and returned it. You moved away and put your index and thumb together to make a circle. “Wanna play a game?” you asked excitedly.

He nodded quickly with stars in his eyes, “For every five bubbles you pop, you get a cookie”

He agreed and got ready. You blew air through the hole you made and many small bubbles came out. He clapped them one by one, even standing up and reaching for the ones that flew up You stopped blowing and just watched him enjoying himself. He giggled and jumped around, popping bubbles left and right. He fell to the couch and laughed.

“How many’d you get?” you ask and he shrugged, “I wasn’t counting” he replied.

“Well then,” you pulled a box of cookies out of the plastic bag “you get all of them”

“Yay!” he said and grabbed the box. Sitting down, he opened it and pulled a cookie out, then took a big bite. You giggled at his cuteness and wiped some crumbs away with your thumb. He really looked like his dad. To think Mirio wouldn’t tell you about this. Then again, it was very hard to talk about this thing so you understood. You smiled to yourself at the thought of raising this little troublemaker with him. The thought of starting a family with him crossed your mind once or twice but seeing what could actually be warmed your heart. Sure he wasn’t your biological son, or your son for that matter but if he saw you like a mother figure, you could act like one for him. You would spend loads of time with this kid if you could.

“You know, you could be my new replacement mommy if you wanted. You’re way better than the other ones” he gasped, “Maybe you could be my real mommy!”

You choked on your spit. You started coughing as he tried to pat your back. He was mature for his age but his thoughts could seem premature as well

“Do you not want to be?” he looked at you with sad eyes.

Your eyes widened in worry, “No! No, no, no, no, of course I want to be!” you reassured him

“Then do it!” the smile came back to his face

“I would but, you should ask your dad first” you said.

Right on cue the door slammed open to reveal your boyfriend. He looked a mess, still in his hero outfit but he looked drained, like he had been running. His eyes met yours and he saw you sitting with his son. He gasped as you ran over to him. He panicked as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you around a corner to his dining area.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you about him but if I had a chance with you I thought it would scare you away and I know it’s kind of a bad thing to do but I thought you would understand if I told you later in the relationship but if you don’t wanna be with me anymore I understand and-“

You cupped his face in your hands and gave him a loving kiss, “It’s okay. I’m not leaving you. I like him and I would happily raise him with you if you want that too” you said softly and smiled. He seemed to have calmed down as he held your hands. You pressed your lips to his once more and he held you close. It was as if you were assuring him that you won’t leave him for anything.

You pulled away and looked into his eyes. He sent you a smile that you swore you’ve seen just a few minutes prior. It came to you that his son had that very same smile and it made you more excited to go back and spend more time with him. Just then you heard his voice.

“Eww what are you two doing!?”

Katsuki hited by a quirk that makes his skine change color depending on who he is talking to, example: yellow for when he's with someone he (deep down) consider as a freind (even if he doesn't admit it yet like with the bakusquad) and pink with his crush, but his crush on his fem bestfreind (reader) is a secret he keept from everyone until now. Thank youuu!

 Summary: ^

A/N: sorry for doing this late, I haven’t been active. I changed some things so sorry.

Quirk: Not specified

Warnings/Genre: Fluff, cursing, slight plot change (they don’t live in dorms),  implied smut

WC: 1,188

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You sighed boredly in your seat waiting for your friends. No one really approached you as you were part of the Bakusquad and you hung around them most of the time. They were the most interesting people you met and you got close to them when you started hanging out with Bakugou. 

You took the fact that you were close to Bakugou pridefully and the friendship between you two grew. Sounds cheesy, you knew it did, but it was true. You were the one he willingly talked to the most and Kirishima saw you as manly because of that. 

Before you could continue to think of Bakugou, the classroom door slid open to reveal your chaotic group of friends. A smile grew on your face as they settled in and made a beeline to your desk. They greeted you then their eyes traveled to the empty seat beside you. 

“Where’s Bakugou?” Mina questioned

You glanced at his chair and shrugged, “He’s late I guess” 

Kaminari shook his head, “No, he’s never late. (Nickname), call him”

Your face turned red, “Huh? Why?”

They smirked but Kirishima played it off, “What? We all know you’re the only one he picks the phone up for” he reasoned

You rolled your eyes and muttered a ‘fine’ and you grabbed your phone. You scrolled though your contacts, clicking on ‘Katsuki💥🧡’. The group beside you gave each other sly smirks as you waited for Bakugou to pick up.

“What?” he snapped as he picked up the phone. You chuckled at the cold facade he put up and he figured that the others would be with you. 

“Where are you?” you asked

“I’m not going to school”

Your eyes widened, “What? Why? What happened” you turned to them and rushed, “He’s skipping” and put the phone back to your ear as you ignored their questions.

He exhaled sharply, “Shut up nothing’s wrong” he yelled into the phone, “it’s just- I got hit by a dumbass quirk and i might get humiliated if I go there”

You sighed, “He’s fine” you said and pulled the phone back, “So, what did the quirk do?”

“I dunno”

“What?”

“What?”

“It did nothing?”

“It did something, I just don’t know what”

You sighed, “Just come to school and we’ll figure it out”

“No” he huffed, “Didn’t you hear what I said-”

“I heard you. But if it isn’t doing anything bad, it’s not worth missing a day of school”

You heard him sigh, “Ugh fine” and he hung up. You smiled and explained to the group that he was coming to school. You and the group chatted the time away, pondering about what the quirk he was hit was.

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He stormed in, just before class started, and plopped on the seat next to you. You smiled at him as he placed his stuff on their respective places. Aizawa walked in and began class.

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It was lunch when you finally had a chance to talk to him. The group walked to you two as you got ready to walk to the cafeteria with him. “So you don’t look like anything changed.” He looked at you with a surprisingly calm look until it turned to a scowl at the sight of the rest of the group. 

“I guess, but tell me if anything changes or else you’ll be fucking dead if you embarrass me” he paused, seeing your wide eyes. “What?” he asked, the rest of his friends looking at him with the same expression. You eyed him up and down, a pink hue covered all his skin, from his cheeks to his neck to his hands and everywhere you could see. 

“Um.....” you started

“Um what!?” 

“You’re pink” you stated

“WHAT!?” he yelled, looking at his hands, pulling his sleeves to examine his arms. He looked as shocked as you guys did. 

You spoke up first, “I assume this is what the quirk did” you said, feeling as though this was familiar. 

“The fuck!?”

“Say, Katsuki, did you happen to see who struck this quirk on you?”

“Some dude, stupid hair, stupid face, he had spots on his skin” he said. You pulled your phone out. “What’re you doing?” Kaminari asked

You clicked the contact ‘Bitchwhowontcall🏳‍🌈’ and texted him.

You

Hey did you use your quirk on an angry blonde this morning?

Bitchwhowontcall🏳‍🌈

Yeah why? He startled me

You

It makes the skin turn colors right?

Bitchwhowontcall🏳‍🌈

Yeah

Lemme guess. He’s your friend and u want me to send a list what the colors mean

You

Duh

Bitchwhowontcall🏳‍🌈

Red- talking to someone he hates Orange- he’s mad/annoyed at Yellow- enjoys being with Green- is jealous of Blue- looks down on Violet- admires Pink- likes romantically

You

Thanks!! U deserve an uwu

Bitchwhowontcall🏳‍🌈

Just an uwu u suck

You 

lol k

You put the phone down and slipped it in your bag. “So what does it say? Why is he turning into other colors?” Ashido asked excitedly, “Is he trying to match me?” she said, pressing her arm to his, showing the similar color.

You laughed, “No, his skin will just change random colors whenever he talks to someone” you lied smoothly. You knew now how he felt about you and you couldn’t be happier. You grinned at the thought, having no time to blush due to your happiness and cockiness that washed over you.  

The group nodded as you all headed out for lunch, having fun watching Bakugou turn yellow talking with Kirishima, orange with Midoriya and Todoroki, and even go back to normal when he has to interact with those who mean nothing to him, aka the ‘extras’.

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The day ended and you part ways with the group to walk home with Bakugou. You walked in comfortable silence as the sun set. You carefully reached for Bakugou’s hand. He looked at you with a red face and you looked away, both your faces covered with a dark blush. He reluctantly allowed you to lace your fingers with his and scoot closer to him. You were eventually walking while latched to his arm, both of you not saying a word to each other. 

You both stopped walking when you had to part ways. You smirked and kissed him on the cheek, “I like you too, Katsuki” 

“What the fuck are you talking about?” he yelled, turning red. You giggled and showed him the texts, also one added in the middle of classes saying it will only last until midnight. He turned red- well no, pink. As he continued, “Why didn’t you say anything dumbass!?”

You grinned, “Well, it’s cute seeing you pink while talking to me. And now I know you like me back”

He scoffed and pulled you to him, he grabbed your collar and smashed his lips against yours. Your eyes widened, taking a moment seeing the wrinkles on his forehead go away. Once he relaxed and stopped frowning, you did too. Your eyes closed and you held onto his forearms. After he hesitantly pulled away, you looked at him, panting.

“We’re dating now, you’re my girlfriend”

“At least take me on a date first” you pouted as he pulled you to continue walking to his house.

“Next time, for now let’s consummate the marriage” he said lowly. Your face burned as you let him continue dragging you to his house.

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Summary: You go to Bakugou’s dorm for a surprise haircut

A/N: Short fic alert since my last short fic I didn’t really give a shit about writing is the post with most notes on my acc lol

Quirk: You’re able to control your hair. You can hold things with it, make it longer or shorter, and change it’s color (good for camouflage) You could carry yourself with it but it takes a bit more force. It can stretch to 4.5 meters with training and if overused can cause headaches and make your scalp hurt.

Warnings/Genre: fluff, short fic, stupidity, cursing

WC: 688

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It was a Saturday afternoon in the dorms, you feeling lazier than usual. You were on YouTube because why the hell not and was just lazing around. You fell down a rabbit hole and started watching Brad Mondo react to hair fails. You chuckled at all the hideous results as you easily replicated the hairstyle that the person was aiming for. You went from a smoky gray ombre, to half and half (definitely tried mimicking Todoroki’s) to rainbow highlights and so much more, You chuckled and saw a video of a girl giving herself a side shave and this popped an idea in your brain. Then you quickly made your hair a bright neon, glow in the dark, rainbow just to annoy your boyfriend when you arrive at his dorm room.

Smiling, you hid a razor, a pair of scissors, and a comb in your hair and made your way to him. You tiptoed your way it, picked the lock and opened the door. There, you found Bakugou reading from a textbook and quickly writing answers on a notebook. You turned off the lights and closed the curtains. Walking up to him flashing your bright hair that you had. “What the fuck” he said rather calmly

“What’s wrong with your hair?” He asked as you backed off slightly. You pouted,

“I wanted to surprise you...”

“With that shit hair, god, you remind me of Kirishima” You mimicked Kirishima’s hair in a few seconds, grinning at Bakugou. Though some strands still hid the tools behind your back. 

“Tch, get away from me” he said, disgusted, pushing your head away from him. You giggled and changed it back to normal.

“So, you wanna change your hair too?” you asked

He glared at you like you were stupid, “Why the fuck would I?”

“Because” you wrapped him in strands of hair, pressing his palms together and successfully trapping him. “You’re giving me real internship flashbacks”

“Yeah but I’m not dead” you retort. Realizing what you said, you looked down, “sorry”

He huffed, “It’s fine” he mumbled as you went back to the task at hand. You lifted him and held him down to a chair you dragged in front of a mirror. You covered his eyes and got to work. “What the fuck are you doing? Why are my eyes closed?” 

You pecked his cheek, “Don’t worry, trust me”

“No”

“You don’t have a choice” you said and he grumbled about something you didn’t care about.

You grabbed the comb and separated his hair into two sections, the bottom and the top. You let go of the comb and left your hair to hold it as you grabbed the scissors. You started snipping at the bottom section, shortening it as snips filled the room, “If this looks like shit I’m dumping you” he said

You laughed, “No you won’t” you said while trimming the rest of his hair. You plugged in the razor to the nearest socket using your hair. You turned it on and the sound reached Bakugou’s ears, “WHAT THE FUCK DUDE!?” he thrashed around and you tightened your hair on him, 

“Stop moving! You’ll ruin it” you yelled and kept him still. You precisely shaved the bottom section evenly as his thrashing went down to squirming. You shaved carefully around the ears as evenly as you can.

Soon enough, you were done. You brushed his hair to the front and stood him up. He was released and tried to pry your hair away from his eyes. You hugged him from behind, “Patience” you said as he stopped moving. “Take it off already” you slowly moved your hair back and saw as his face contorted to a surprised expression. 

He rubbed the underside of his scalp, looking at himself in the mirror. You smiled, “Ya like it?” 

He finally came to his senses and answered, “It’s alright”

You smacked him on his head, “Shut the fuck up, you’re hot, I did a damn good job”

He chuckled, “Sure I guess” 

You then grabbed him by the arm, dropping your tools. “Where are we going?”

“To show everyone, of course”

Eijirou Kirishima x Shy!Reader

Summary: Class 1A goes on a field trip and the bus ride there gets very interesting

Quirk: You can control plants and make them grow from the ground. You need a base through, like a seed or root and you can make it grow from that. You can move it and make it grow bigger and taller than it is (i.e. you can make a flower huge if you wanted to). If overused, you get dizzy and could pass out.

Warnings/Genre: fluff, slight plot change

WC: 1,267

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You were always the quiet type, not one to socialize that much. So, when you got into the most prestigious hero school in Japan, you were so nervous. The first few weeks you wouldn’t talk to anyone, gaining the title of the quiet girl. You did eventually make some friends, through the two girls who first approached you. Uraraka and Ashido. They let you hang out with them and their squads, though you weren’t very close to them, you got along with them just fine.

Midoriya was known to be awkward around certain people and so he knew what it was like for you not to be able to carry much of a conversation, and he saved you every time you stuttered and froze up. Iida liked you as you were very quiet and never caused trouble, you studied and he helped you from time to time. 

Todoroki and you had an okay relationship, you were both quiet but he was able to open up a little more than you and didn’t have as much trouble socializing as you. He helped you in some conversations and told you how to open up a little more but the difference was he was only quiet and you were shy, you thanked him for all his advice though. 

Asui tried to include you in conversations, and she was kind like that. She was quite observant and could see when and when not to bring you up in conversation. Aoyama was self centered and would use that when you wanted to divert attention from yourself. 

All in all, the Dekusquad was very determined to make you comfortable with them and others. The Bakusuad though, they were a different story, as soon as Ashido introduced you to them they immediately tried to get you out of your shell. They always complimented you about how smart and beautiful you were, especially Kirishima and Kaminari, and you always blushed and stuttered when they did. 

Sero was always more kind to you, he respected your boundaries and saved you when you froze up. Kaminari wanted to get you to be more sociable, he was always including you in conversations and constantly raised your self esteem. Bakugou was always rude to everyone, he wasn’t very different to you. He would never compliment you but he wouldn’t insult you as much as everyone else. And to be honest, he would throw hands to anyone who would hurt you. 

Kirishima just wanted to get close to you. He wanted to impress you and make you feel comfortable. He wanted you to be happy in school and you were, because of all your friends. He liked you too, not just as a friend, and his whole squad knew but wouldn’t tell you as they didn’t want you to get embarrassed. They did push him to you and you did enjoy his company. Just his overall energy was very welcoming and fun. 

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You were sitting in lunch with the Bakusquad. They were discussing the upcoming overnight field trip. “Where are we even going?” Kaminari asked.

“To a camp, I heard we’re not even training, we’re just going to have fun!” ashido chirped excitedly

“Tch, why are we even doing this?” Bakugou grumbled,.

“I heard the Principal said each class is having an outing to rest and refresh, just enough to let us do better in training” Kirishima commented

“Ah, to ease the soreness of intense training” You said quietly

“Exactly!” Kirishima beamed at you, excited that you replied to him, normally not talking in conversations.

You smiled back at him as the table were deciding who to sit with on the bus. You went pale, you didn’t like choosing seatmates because you weren’t as close with people as they were to each other. Ashido noticed and asked you, “why don’t you sit with us?” 

“U-uh, sure” you said and continued eating your food. Behind your back Ashido gave Kirishima a look, him blushing, understanding the wordless conversation they had.

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You got in the bus and followed Ashido to the seat, you were about to sit in the seat closest to the door but Ashido sat in the seat two away frm it. It meant you had to sit in between her and someone else. You got nervous as it might be someone who you weren’t close with bu you visibly relaxed when you saw it was Kirishima. He smiled at you, “Is this seat taken?” he asked. You shook your head as he sat next to you. You blushed and looked away, he was so attractive. You had to admit, even if you didn’t exactly have a crush on him, he was someone you liked to spend time with. The only problem being you couldn’t talk to him much without blushing and stuttering. 

He made small conversation with you and you tried to continue it as much as possible but you would occasionally stutter and freeze. He would laugh it off and save you from embarrassment, something you were thankful for. At one point, you yawned, telling him you were gonna take a nap and leaned on Ashido’s shoulder. She let you fall asleep before she looked at Kirishima.

He got scared at the look she gave him as she laughed evilly. He shushed her seeing as you were sleeping peacefully. “She’s a heavy sleeper, don’t worry” She said. She told Kirishima to lift up his arm and straighten it. He did as told, confusion written on his face as other people started to watch to find out what Ashido was up to. 

She shoved you off of her and onto Kirishima. “Mina!” He whisper-shouted. Because of his arm being up, you were laying on his chest. People were laughing at his red face, taking pictures and telling him to wrap his arm around you. He reluctantly did so and you stirred. Everyone went quiet and he panicked, mentally preparing himself for facing your embarrassment. He constructed an apology in his mind as you shifted your body around. You ended up laying your head on the middle of his chest, wrapping your arm around his torso.

A blush erupted in his face, his cheeks getting as red as his hair. You lightly snored in your sleep. His face softened and pulled you to him tightly. He stared at you for a little, everyone finishing up their photoshoot and returning to their conversations. Ashido smiled brightly at him, knowing she did her job, and talked to the person beside her.

Kirishima laid his head on yours, inhaling your sweet scent, the scent lulling him to sleep. God, how he wanted this, he imagined you two being like this, and he wanted to make it happen one day. What can he say, he was head over heels for you. He dreamed about this, cuddling you like this, sleeping with you like this, it was almost perfect.

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You woke up, your eyes still closed as you wondered what you were sleeping on. The scent was comforting, and your arms were wrapped around it, your head was laying on it. It felt great. Then you came to the realization that you were laying on someone. Your eyes shot open and saw a familiar white t-shirt. You looked up, your head forcing Kirishima’s to stop laying on yours. His eyes opened as you both stared at each other, eyes wide. everyone was getting out on the bus and you quickly stood up. 

“I’m sorry!” You said and quickly hopped off the bus, blushing. Oh my god you just slept on Kirishima! You felt weirdly giddy at the thought. Did he enjoy it? Was he even okay with it? He was sleeping on you too so you could only assume yes.

When the class marched forward to where they would be sleeping, you tugger on Kirishima’s shirt to stay behind. Looking at your shoes, your face red, “Um... thanks for letting me sleep on you...” You mumbled

He smiled an rubbed the back of his neck, “It’s alright! It was actually really comfortable...” He said the last part quietly, though letting you hear it. You were both blushing and not looking at each other. A surge of confidence surged through you as you leaned in and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek, “maybe we can do it again on the way back” you suggested and left to catch up to the class. He stood there shocked and blushing, touching the part of his cheek that your plush lips pressed against. He came to his senses and smiled brightly, running up to the class excited to tell his friends what happened.

Yandere!Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Summary: Bakugou takes the opportunity of your kidnapping to make you his

Quirk: Water manipulation. You can control water and can choose to only use H2O or can also carry things is it. If you use it too much you will get dehydrated

Warnings/Genre: yandere themes, unhealty/toxic relationship, kidnapping, manipulation, stockholm syndrome-y (submission to Bakugou), reader without parents, mentions of torture and moletsing

WC: 2,092

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“Hey isn’t that Y/N L/N?” The man whispered. You couldn’t hear a thing as you were wearing headphones. The men shuffled out of the crowd and got out of the train. They made sure you didn’t notice them and continued their conversation, “You know how much they would pay for her, she placed 5th in the Sports Festival!” 

“I don’t know man, we could get in serious trouble”

“Her quirk is just water stuffs, let’s just keep her somewhere and make her dehydrated til she either passes out of they pay for her. Think about it, an aspiring hero, helpless and weak. They would pay so much to get her back”

“Ugh fine” The man obliged as they went to prepare for the task.

Meanwhile, you safely got to school. You took off your headphones and stuffed them into you bag as you opened the door. You were met with the happy greetings of your friends. Taking a seat, you chatted the the ‘Bakusquad’ in the time before class started. Bakugou never actually showed interest in you but you were close enough friends for him to be adorably possessive over you. You did notice that you were the only one he’d give advice to. Everyone shipped you two and you would blush every time it was mentioned. 

Everyone retreated back to their seats as only a few minutes remained before the teacher came but Bakugou stayed back. You looked up in slight confusion as he handed you a pen. “I have a strong feeling you felt like being an idiot today and left your pencil case” he said grumpily before walking away. You looked in your bag and lo an behold he was right. It was just mere coincidence to you but not to him. He noticed the lump in your backpack front pocket and knew you were listening to music again and knew you wouldn’t put the pencil case back in your bag. He knew you like that, and he loved you like that. It proved to him that you were still a little immature and naive. Still a chance to make you his. 

Aizawa entered the classroom, snapping him out of his daydreams about you. About how good of a wife you would be. How much cuddling you guys would do. How much cooking you guys would do. He thought about everything, how he would spend his day around adoring fans and come home to you waiting for him, dinner ready. He would definitely knock you up. A child would forever esablish your relationship, and your love. I mean, he wouldn’t do all this work for nothing. Find out where you live, your favorite foods, colors, movie genre. He wouldn’t make so many mental notes about your habits, what clothes you wear, what perfume you use. He wouldn’t do all that for nothing. He will make you his, he will love you and you will love him.

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You were walking home from school. After saying your goodbyes to your friends, you started your walk. Putting on your headphones, you walked down the sidewalk, occasionally walking in a crowd. At one point you went on a route which was usually void of people so you relaxed yourself and turned up the volume of your music. You nodded your head along with the music as the two men behind you noticed your weren’t noticing your surroundings and enacted their plan. Before you knew what was happening, a handkerchief was placed on your mouth, your eyes went wide as you inhaled the chloroform and soon passed out. 

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The next day the class noticed your absence. They were texting and calling you but nothing worked. Aizawa asked as you were not one to get sick and not one to stay home. Suddenly a knock was heard from the door and Present Mic entered, “Yo! I found this phone at my doorstep, I think it’s Y/N’s” the class gasped as Present Mic handed it to their homeroom teacher. Bakugou glared, hiding his worry. What happened to you? Are you hurt? Who did this to you? He’ll kill them, make them pay. 

His thought were interrupted by Present Mic leaving. “There’s some disturbing stuff there, yo. I called Nezu so you two can decide which action to take” Present Mic left the room. Aizawa was crowded with student as he looked through the erased phone, the backround was white, the gallery was erased but contained only one video. 

It was you. Bakugou’s eyes widened and his blood boiled. You were blindfolded and tied to a chair with a cloth on your mouth to shut you up. The men behind the camera explained that they were to pay a huge sum of money and they would get her back, and if they were to report to the police, you were to be killed. If they were paid and were still told on to the police, they would find you again and they would kill you. You heard this and sobbed, tears running down your cheeks. 

Bakugou was pissed, and looked at the background. He knew that place. He used the same warehouse when he killed and tortured you exes and past crushes and bullies. It had many sharp tools left behind. He cleaned the tools of course, but still left them behind. 

Aizawa announced that he was going to discuss this with the principal and tey were to send out a search party in a day or two. That wasn’t enough time, they- no, he had to find you now. You were in danger, no one could keep you but him. Then he had a thought. He was gonna find you, and save you, ten you were gonna fall for him and be his. He chuckled under his breath, yes, this was perfect.

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After school he at least told Kirishima and some friends that he was going to rescue you. It made him seem less suspicious and as if he cared for you. He only told those who he knew would listen to him when he said not to follow him. Then, he would go home and go look for you. And right on cue, he saw his parents weren’t home yet.

He got dressed in black clothing that looked casual enough. A hoodie, some pants and his signature boots. He walked out and went to the warehouse. He quietly snuck in and saw you in the middle of the warehouse, tied to a chair. The man was touching you in places only he was allowed to. He groped you in unwanted places while you sobbed as the man breathed in your ear. “Your lucky we promised to give you unharmed, otherwise, you’d be a mess on the floor by now” he whispered. Bakugou heard enough, he let out a battle cry, attacking te man who was watching. He threw your captor to the wall as the other went to grab him. He made a big explosion aimed at his chest and he fell to the floor unconscious. Bakugou took some rope and tied them up. He texted Kirishima and told him to tel the police, as well as giving the address. 

He walked over to you, mumbling about how the kidnappers were weaklings. He untied you and took off your blindfold. You were still shaken up, and still had tears on your cheeks. “B-Bakugou?” you asked, your voice hoarse as they deprived you of any water. 

“Yeah it’s me” his husky voice said quietly. “You see how easy it is for them to nullify your quirk? Damn, you really need someone to protect you.” He smirked to himself as he planted the idea in your mind. You shuddered and realized he was right. You looked at him as he finished untying the ropes on your ankles. His eyes met your teary ones, “w-will you protect me?”

Bingo. He got you. The corner of his lips tugged up, a smirk disguised as a comforting smile, “of course” he said as he wiped the tears from your eyes. You leaned into his touch as he took in the fact that you were now his. He got up and carried you bridal style. You snuggled up to his chest as he carried you to your house. He set you on your living room couch and turned to leave. You grabbed his arm. “I don’t wanna be here by myself” you whimpered.

“What about your parents?” he knew you didn’t have any. Both were divorced and lived in a different country, they sent you money to support yourself. He found this out while going through your laptop when he visited your room at night.

“They aren’t with me. Can I stay with you?” You looked up at him. 

“Let me just ask my parents” he stepped away and made a phone call. On the other line his mother was fuming, asking where he was an what he was doing. He admitted to saving you and told them you had a weird mental shock thing and asked for him to take you home with him. His mom sighed and said that at least he took action, being an upcoming hero and all. His father got on the phone and said you could stay as long as you needed. He hung up soon after and went to you. 

You were still shaking as he relayed the good news, “they said you can stay as long as you want” he said stroking your arm. You smiled a little, and stood up, “Thanks, Bakugou. I’ll go get some clothes.”

“Katsuki,” he told you, “Call me Katsuki”

You felt giddy as you walked to your bedroom and invited him in. You were picking up some clothes as he layed on your bed. You assume he was tired but he was anything but. He was never able to do this as you were asleep when he visited. He inhaled your pillows and took in your scent, he even slightly ground his hips on the mattress. He sat up when you said that you got your pajamas and uniform for the next day. and he helped you carry them as you walked to his house. You clung onto him on the way there and he couldn’t be happier.

You reached his house and he opened the door. His parents were waiting for them and as soon as you stepped in, his parents went to talk to you. 

“Are you okay, sweetheart?” his mom asked, concerned

“Yes, Ms. Bakugou” you replied shyly. She thought your were the cutest thing ever.

“Alright then, we have a guest room right over there, Mistuki will help you get settled in” his dad told you

Your body refused to move to the room as you slowly backed up to Bakugou. “Um, if you d-don’t mind I-I’d like to sleep w-with K-Katsuki” you blushed as you asked. They looked to him as he looked at you and you decided he cared enough for you to stay with him. “As long as there’s no funny business” his mom clarified.

You face got redder, “O-Of course!” you squeaked. 

They motioned for you to go with him up to his room. You followed him, clinging onto his arm once again. He showed you to his room and to his bathroom. He let you take a shower and get changed as he got changed in his own room. He sighed contently, you may have endured some discomfort but everything’s fine now, now you were with him. You’d be happy with him, live with him, be safe with him.

You opened his door and found him sitting on his bed. He scooted to the side, making space for you. He asked if you wanted dinner but you refused, claiming you were too tired and wanted to sleep. He lied down next to you and you looked away from him, “c-can I hug you?” you asked, blushing

He smirked and pulled you to his chest, resting his head on yours. You clutched onto him, feeling his arms wrap around you in a comforting embrace.

“Katsuki?”

“Hm?”

“I’m thinking of leaving the hero course”

He smirked, “oh?”

“They’ll understand, wont they?”

“Of course they will.”

“And then, can I move in with you?”

He gasped, he didn’t know how easy this was gonna be. You looked up at him and met his eyes, “Katuski?”

“Oh yeah, of course you can. My parents will understand. Then I can protect you”

You smiled at him, “I love you, Katsuki”

Class 1A x Child!Reader

Summary: You get to class late and when they see you you’re a baby

Quirk: Teleportation, you can teleport yourself and two other people a few objects (depending on size) at will anywhere within half a kilometer. If you do it to far or too often you can start to feel dizzy.

Genre/Warnings: Cursing, fluff (again)

WC: 1,319

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Late late late. You were late again. you barely slept last night cramming your homework and now you missed the alarm. You knew you could just teleport but if someone caught you they would scold you for using it outside of training or self defense. And by that I mean they would scold you... again. So there you were, rushing in the sidewalk whilst trying not to bump into so many people. 

You did, however bump into one person who was rushing just as much as you. She held a piece of metal and had her quirk activated. You bumped into her and as you fell, she attempted to catch you. She got a hold of your wrist but with her quirk activated she now held the wrist of a child almost the age of a toddler. 

“Eeeek! I’m so sorry” she cried out, struggling to pick you up. You wailed as she did the best she could. Wrapping you up in your clothes and running to school. She panted and headed straight for the nurse’s office. She saw Recovery Girl and ran to her with a child in her arms. “What is it now, Chikako?” she asked tiredly.

Chikako was a second year in the support course with a de-aging quirk. Recovery Girl looked at the child in her hands, “who is that?” she asked.

The second year quickly explained how you were a student rushing to school like her. She said how she was trying to make a piece of iron not have rust anymore and when she caught you, she made your age a fraction of what it was. She tried her hardest to undo it but could only promise for it to wear off by the next day. She was allowed to rush to class and discuss her punishments later.

Recovery Girl sighed and started to run tests on you.

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Aizawa started, “since L/N isn’t here we will go to the field and do exercises to prepare you for your exams and do tests to see how we’ll construct it. I don’t care if she’s late, get changed and go”

They did as told but as they reached the field Recovery Girl holding up a child with H/C hair and E/C eyes. “What is this about?” Aizawa asked. Recovery Girl explained the situation as the class wore shocked and happy expressions on their faces. Yaoyorozu then happily made clothes for the child. She handed you to Aizawa and added before leaving, “oh yeah and as far as I know, she still does have her quirk and someone will have to take her home, her parents are undercover on the other side of Japan”

Recovery Girl walked away, leaving the class with the child. Aizawa wouldn’t let them crowd you and just kept you entertained throughout the class. He left you in the faculty room for the other classes as not to distract the other students.

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Lunch time came around they were finally allowed to see their classmate-turned-toddler. Midnight handed the little girl to Ashido, the child immediately grabbing onto her horns curiously. The others sensed her uncomfort but she found it to be adorable either way. Her hair tickled the underside of your nose as you took big breaths.

“Ah, ah, achoo” you sneezed. Everyone would’ve thought it to be the cutest thing ever, if it weren’t for the fact that you were missing. Ashido looked around nervously and heard Midoriya stutter. “U-uh, g-guys...?”

Everyones eves snapped to the freckled boy, pointing to his hair. There you were, giggling and playing with his fluffy hair. “Awww” the girls cooed as you fluffed up his hair even more. No one noticed you slid down and fell back. Midoriya shrieked and looked behind him, finding that you disappeared again. 

You teleported to Bakugou lap, you and he having a staring contest. More like, you being lost in his ruby eyes and him trying to hold up a glare. Everyone finally noticed as he Bakugou cleared his throat, “get her off” he said angrily. The People snickered and he growled. “Create-y girl give me a feather” she nodded and gave him one. He brushed it under your nose and you sneezed again. You appeared on Todoroki’s lap this time. You were so mesmerized at his eyes, scar and hair. You held your hand up and gently touched his left side. 

“Cute!” the girls squealed and he made a small flame on his palm. You had stars in your eyes as you hovered your hands over it. He extinguished it and rubbed hit fingers on his right hand together, making snowflakes that made you giggle as it landed on your nose. A  photo was snapped by Jiro who was seated beside him and quickly sent it to their group chat. 

The snowflakes made you sneeze again, this time appearing in mid air. An “oomf” came from you as you were caught by Ojiro’s tail. You basked in the fluffiness for a moment as he placed you on his lap. You laughed loudly as you were tickled by the tail. Everyone fawned over your laughter as you caught sight of Tokoyami.

Your short attention span brought you to his lap, hands softly touching his beak. Dark Shadow came out and played peek-a-boo with you. You very much enjoyed it as you gave Dark Shadow a bug hug when you turned around and took some of Tokoyami’s apples and nibble d on it. You looked around and saw Kirishima. You looked at his teeth excitedly and willed yourself to appear before him. 

You stood up, startling him and having him plant his hands on your tiny waist to keep you from falling. Your fingers held apart his lips and poked the pointy tips of it. He tried to keep himself from hurting you but failed as your pinkie got caught in between his molars. He gasped as you wailed, making him panic. “Ah! What do I do!?” He waved his arms around frantically. He took you and tossed you so Jiro’s lap, angering her. “Kirishima! You don’t just toss babies!” She yelled as she tried to entertain you with her earlobes. It worked as your sniffles softened and soon disappeared, calming Kirishima and his classmates who were busy reprimanding him. 

Jiro handed you a strawberry and helped lift it up to your lips. You bit into it, smiling at it’s sweetness. “Oh she’s so cute!” Uraraka exclaimed as she lifted you up to her. “Ochako, wait!” Midoriya yelled but it was too late. You were floating up and over the table. The class gasped, not able to get you down without hurting you or making a mess of food. Uraraka internally screamed as she couldn’t drop you without the same risks. Many tried calling to you, luring you with their quirks but you had seen them already. You laughed and floated up higher as you looked down and saw something bright. 

The lights reflected off of Iida’s glasses which you did want to get your hands on. You teleported to his lap and Uraraka released you as soon as you were off the air. You grabbed his glasses and put them on, much to his scolding. You groaned in discomfort and you took them off and threw them onto the table. He lifted you up to get mad at you but you just transported yourself to his chest, sighing in comfort as his wide frame was very comfortable to hug. You finally settled down in the class rep’s arms, many pictures being taken at the adorable moment. 

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Iida carried you back to class, you being stunned pun intended at Kaminari’s mini electricity show. You were just out of reach to assure that you didn’t hurt yourself. You giggled as you were placed onto the principal’s gentle hold as he turne to the class,

“So, who’s taking her home?”

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

“Summary: short scenario alert!! Random thing I wrote at 4 am without sleep in 20 hours

Quirk: Whatever strong one you want cuz why else would he date you

Warnings/Genre: fluff and stuff, cursing cuz its Katsuki

WC: 596

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Class 1A were cleaning up after their dance, Bakugou grumbling and wanting to get it done quickly. “Oh come on, Bakugou, let’s pick up the pace” Kirishima tried to encourage

“Not in the mood” he said, glaring at the floor. Jiro sighs annoyed, fed up at his attitude. 

Suddenly Shoji piped up, “do you hear that?” he asked, forming one of his arms into an ear

In the distance you ran to him. “KAAAAAATSUUUUUUKIIIIIIIIIII” you yelled running into his arms. He stood there shocked and tried to push you off. Your arms wouldn’t budge, you kept them around his neck, lifting you up a few inches off the ground. His classmate looked at him frozen, they didn’t know who this girl was and hugging the explosive classmate of theirs. 

“I think you have the wrong perso-” you pulled your head back and pressed your lips to his. It was gentle, yet forceful enough for him not to be able to let go. Many gasped as they witnessed it. He bent down, letting your feet touch the ground as you kept your lips together. You pulled back, kissing his cheeks, chin, nose, and forehead. “Oi, oi, oi, stop it” he said, pushing you back. You giggled and kissed him one more time on his lips and pulled back, only to wrap your arms around his torso and pull him to you. He hugged you back as tight as you hugged him, hearing your voice muffled by his shirt, “I didn’t know you played the drums! You were amazing! We should play together, I’ll do the guitar or the piano or whatever” You looked up and smiled at him. Damn your smile was adorable.

“Hey, who are you?” Hagakure asked

“It’s my fucking girlfriend” Bakugou snapped

“Katsuki, that’s not how you introduce your girlfriend” you pouted and latched onto his arm

“You had a girlfriend and you didn’t tell us?”

“Of course I do, I’m not a loser” 

“You didn’t tell them about me?” you tugged his arm and he looked at you, his expression softening.

“Sorry, it never came up” 

Everyone stopped their movements once again. Bakugou apologized!?

“It’s fine” you said, grinning at him, he looked at you fondly with the tiniest smile on his face. 

Everyone was s h o o k at how soft Bakugou could be. 

“How’d you get in here” Midoriya said, worriedly 

“I personally asked the principal and he let me in after confirming I was who I was”

“So you wanna get to know each other?” Mina asked, wanting to drag you with the girls and talk about what dating Bakugou was like

“No way, Racoon Eyes. She’s going with me” he glared at her, pulling you to him

You hit him softly, “Katsuki” damn, your glare was so cute. You faced the pink skinned girl “Maybe later, Katsuki’s gonna get grumpy if we don’t spend time together first”

Everyone looked back at Bakugou, waiting for his reponse.

He growled, knowing they wanted to see his reaction “what? I can’t curse at her,” he turned to you, “you’re too cute” he said, squishing your cheeks together

“Nngh stop it” you said, swatting his hands away and rubbing your now painful cheeks.

He rolled his eyes and looked back at his classmates, glaring at them and gently dragging you along with him.

“I wan’t food”

“Of course you do, you always do”

“You say that as if it’s a bad thing” you crossed your arms and taunted, “hmph, you don’t like me”

“Shut up I love you”

You sighed and smiled, “I love you too”

Cue jaws dropping to the floor because his classmates can still hear him

Denki Kaminari x Reader

Summary: Kaminari decides to kabedon you for whatever reason

Quirk: can pull stuff to yourself (like Midoriya’s mom but you can do it with any sized object). You have to be completely focused on the object/s but can do it mindlessly after training. If you do it too much or get something too heavy, your arms get sore.

Genre/Warnings: just some fluff

WC: 750

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You sat in class, bored out of your mind. Cementos was droning on about formulas and terminology and yadda yadda yadda snore. You sighed, resting your head in your hand. You heard paper shuffling and glanced back seeing Sero and Kaminari passing notes. You sighed again boredom making your eyelids droop. Lunch could not come any sooner. You stared at the clock, counting down the minutes before dismissal.

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Ringgggg

The bell finally rang, forcing Cementos to dismiss the class. You stood up, stretched, and called to Jiro to walk to lunch. She was unusually smiley on the way there. “Do you know what Kaminari and Sero were passing notes about?” she asked, knowing full well they were talking about you.

“Nope, don’t know, don’t care. Denki was probably just aksing for flirting advice cuz that man cannot score a girl to save his life.”

“Don’t act like you’re not happy about that”

“Why would I be?” 

“’Cause you like him” she smirked 

“No I dont!” I said, my face getting warm and my heart skipping a beat.

“Mhm... sure...” she rolled her eyes as I continued to drage her to the cafeteria.

Throughout the lunch hour she just kept teasing you about your crush, making you more awake and bringing back the energy math sucked out of you. Unbeknownst to you, he was watching you from afar. He sighed dreamily, leaning against Sero, his eyes basically heart shaped.

“Y’know, you could just ask her out” Kirishima commented

“She’s just so out of my league, y’know? She’s so badass and powerful. She even beat Bakugou that one time in training” he replied, remembering the time Bakugou was underestimating you, allowing his distraction to let you pull him to yourself and letting go, throwing him over your shoulder and off the boundary.

“Shut up” Bakugou grumbled and stuffed his face with rice

“She is really nice too though! The worst that can happen is she says no. And knowing her, she’ll make it blunt and won’t embarrass you” Ashido chirped

“Ooooor you could intimidate her and show that you can be badass too” Sero suggested. 

Bakugou and Ashido rolled their eyes, knowing that that’s not how to get a girl. But that went unnoticed as it seems as though a light bulb turned on in Kaminari’s head. “Yeah!” he beamed, “but how?”

“Spar with her” Kirishima suggested

“No, she’ll definitely beat me” Kaminari replied as Kirishima nodded in agreement.

“oh I know! Kabedon her!” Sero said with a smile. Ashido grinned at the thought and Bakugou was visibly interested to see how his energetic friend would fail. The group cheered and started to form the plan. 

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Lunch was coming to an end and you and Jiro stood from your seats, walking back to the classroom. You both were stopped though as Ashido tugged on Jiro’s arm. “Hey I need to talk to Jiro real quick. Go on without her” she said whispering things to Jiro. 

You shrugged and walked back to the classroom on your own and slid the door open. When you walked in you noticed many phone cameras pointed at you. You looked around confused until Kaminari walked up to you. People started snickering and greeted him nervously. “Hi Denki” you said, seeing a bold smirk on his face, making him look even more attractive. He kept walking toward you making you take a few steps back until you backed into a wall. He suddenly slammed his hand to the wall beside your head. Your eyes widened as you got the gist of what was happening. 

“Kaminari” you started, “is this kabedon?” You smirked

He shrugged, a playful smirk still gracing his features. You took note of all the cameras videoing you two. A surge of boldness came over you as you pulled his chin to your hand using your quirk and pressed a quick soft kiss to his lips.

His reaction was priceless. His eyes went wide, almost comically as he turned red, unable to move. A sly smirk rested on your lips as the whole class erupted in yelling and laughter. Many “OOOOOH”s and “AAAHAHAHAHA”s filled the room as you yourself laughed. You slid your palm from his chin to his hair, patting it as you let him mentally prepare for his friends’ teasing. 

“We can go somewhere after class if you want” you asked in a normal voice as he just nodded, still blushing furiously as you walked back to your seat.

I can’t stop thinking about winged reader dating hawks

Okay, let me help you with that with an image:

Reader is lying naked on Keigo's chest, the hero smiling as he strokes your hair. You're so tired, too exhausted with all that you've been put through.

Keigo, that bastard, he'd cut off your wings. After he'd caught you trying to escape, he dragged you back to his place and decided that it'd be a "good lesson" and "precaution for future" to get rid of your wings for once and for all.

He- he cut them off, using his own feather blades, which were quite sharp, but still not sharp enough for your thick wings. Which meant taking much longer to cut them off, and if you knew one thing about Keigo, it was that he wasn't a patient man.

No amount of screaming and crying stopped Keigo as he began to pull your wings from your skin with his bare hands. It was like someone was pulling the life out of you, and when you tried to flip over to escape his assault, Keigo slapped you across the face and told you to stop wriggling around, before finally sitting on your butt and continued plucking you like a chicken. Your sobs only grew louder when you felt something hard poke you down there, knowing that disgusting prick felt sick pleasure from this.

By the time he was done wounding your back and having his way with you, you'd passed out somewhere in between. When you came to, you found yourself lying on his chest and you could still feel him growing hard against your thigh.

You whimpered, both from pain and shame, and Keigo only chuckled before patting your bum, shushing you when you jumped as a finger traced your hole.

"Shhh, its okay. You're okay. You did well." He kissed the top of your head. "I've called a friend over to help me, so you better be on your best behaviour."

Help him? With what?

You heard someone knock on the bedroom door. "Come in!" Keigo said, a little too cheerfully.

You could only crane your neck to the side as you recognised the man who'd walked in. Dabi- it was that notorious villain you'd seen on TV, and heard Keigo talk fondly of.

Oh god. He's not here to fuck-

"Dabi! You're just in time!" Keigo smiled, puckering his lips as Dabi kissed him, pulling away to look at you. You cowered under his gaze.

"This her?" Dabi asked, and you could feel him judging you.

Keigo nodded. "Yeah! Ain't she pretty?"

"She's alright. Seen better. Fucked better." Dabi said. "How do you wanna do this?"

Keigo hummed. "We can start now. She's up from her nap, so well rested." And with that, Keigo tightened his limbs around you, his muscular legs trapping yours and his arms coiled a little too painfully around your shoulders.

You began hyperventilating as you felt Dabi creep up behind you, before settling himself on your thighs.

"Keigo- please- I'm sorry- I've learnt my lesson! I won't run away again! Please, don't let him rap-"

Your words died down as both men laughed. Dabi grabbed your chin, turning it to the side. He leant down to whisper "Doll, I wouldn't fuck you like this. Unlike your hero, I prefer my bitches to beg."

Keigo gasped, offended. "You thought I was gonna let him fuck you? Nuh uh! You're all for me, and well maybe if Dabi does his job well, he can have a little fun with you, but you're mine otherwise!" Keigo said before grabbing your face and kissing you sloppily. "Now stay still and let Dabi complete your punishment."

Wait what? Its not finished yet?!

You began struggling under Dabi. "What are you saying?! You've already plucked out my wings!"

"Yeah! But they'll just grow back if we don't cauterize the base!" Keigo stated in a matter of fact tone.

Cauterize? Does... does he plan on burning my tissues?!

"Wait-!" But Dabi shoved your face back into Keigo's chest, holding it there with one hand as he heated up his other.

"Quiet now, doll. You're already distracting me with your cute ass wiggling around, don't need you yapping around as I take care of your back."

And with that, Dabi put his heated hand against your right wing base, and you now knew what the phrase "white, hot, searing pain" meant.

yandere shigaraki with a pregnant s/o pls. thank you so much!!

It’s no problem!! You know I’m always looking for an excuse to write for this man 🥰

TW: ACCIDENTAL PREGNANCY, ABORTION MENTION, SELF HARM, ABUSE.

MAJOR BNHA MANGA SPOILERS AHEAD.

READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.

Yandere Shigaraki with a pregnant s/o:

Honestly with Shigaraki’s end goal being the destruction of literally everything, coupled with the fact that his childhood was very tragic, I can imagine him being very distressed by the news of your pregnancy. He’d probably get really still and quiet for a while until he lifts a shaking hand to his neck and starts to rip at his own skin with eyes bulging out of his head.

“And what do you expect me to do about that, huh? You expect me to turn over a new leaf? You want me to build you a fucking crib? Give me a fucking break.” 

After the arrest of AFO, he didn’t speak to you like that much anymore so this would be unexpected. He’d be very frustrated at you for “causing” something that may ruin his plans. You being supportive of his goals (whether you’re being truthful or not) is very important to him and he never expected you to cause a hinderance. Not to say that he was a fan of condoms. He never got the “If you have sex, you’ll get pregnant and die” talk so while he knows about the birds in the bees, it never properly registered with him that an accidental pregnancy might actually happen to him. He never thought he’d ever have someone to do that stuff with, so he was never concerned about it. All in all, this was a huge shock to him.

He didn’t like the sharp pang of guilt in his chest as he watched your face flush and your eyes fill with tears. He’d angrily scoff and slam the door in your face, his neck forming red dots of blood inside an angry splotch of pink. He needs to destroy something and he knows just the right crowded building for the job.

After you both calm down and he has some more time to process what has happened, he pulls you aside with a solemn expression. After a few second, he breaks the silence between you when he asks “Do you want it?”.

He’s come to the conclusion that he cares very deeply about your happiness and he wouldn’t make you get rid of the baby if you wanted to carry his child. He’s always loved your motherly nature and he’s indulged in the thought of you “round with his seed” once or twice... or a few times. Not to mention the huge ego boost it would give him, especially knowing that you’re willingly doing this.

He would come to realize that this is a chance to spit on his father’s ashes by raising his kid correctly.

Once you start showing, he’ll literally lock you in a room and not let you out until the child is born. He can’t risk anyone trying to hurt you since he’s already lost his family once.

Instead of seeing the child as a hinderance, he begins to see it as not only his future apprentice, but as something he needs to protect. What better way to do that than getting rid of everything that could hurt them?

you asking Dabi if he'd still love you if you were a rat and him responding that you are his little sewer rat already

can you please do some angst anything, like a one shot or just something, my heart hurts

Had been a while since I did a request, sorry I only just saw this bebe. Here ya go.

Bakugo has always had the prettiest eyes. Crimson orbs that some would find intimidating but to you, it looks like rubies that you can spend hours staring in awe at. They're fairly expressive too. What his mouth can't ever say, those damn eyes express.

That was why you can tell it's real.

He's happy. Really happy.

You couldn’t take your eyes off him as he talks animatedly on the phone. A small smirk tugging the corners of his plump lips. "Shut up, idiot." You hear him say, shaking his head. "I gotta go, Y/n is waiting- So stop bothering me already." But you know from his tone and the way he's smiling to himself that he doesn't mean it.

And then, you hear him say, "Yeah, yeah. I love you, too." His voice bleeding of sincerity and adoration that you had to look away. You scoff to yourself, a wry laugh escaping you as you train your eyes on the logo on the steering wheel. Doing, trying anything, to keep your mind off the ache growing in your chest.

You hear the car door open and you plaster a smile up at him. He mutters his quick apology as he straps in. "Thought you'll never hang up. Simp." You say teasingly, covering up for any trace of the hurt you're feeling inside. A chuckle escapes you when he playfully punches your arm. "I'm no fuckin' simp, shithead!" Bakugo says, laughing a little. "Step on it, we're going to be late."

You rub the spot on your arm that he hit. Not because it hurts but to ground yourself. That this is all you'll ever be. The buddy. The best friend he banters and playfights with, the sidekick he always choses to work with.

Nothing more, nothing less.

It didn’t help that your assignment tonight is surveillance. You don't think you could bear all the hours ahead with him. Knowing Bakugo, he'd probably start talking about her. After all, you had just gotten back from a mission with Todoroki. And usually, once you got back home, Bakugo would be telling you all about the things that happened to him. It had been that way for years. Something you looked forward to. Or at least, you used to.

You already know the things he'd tell you tonight, and you already know he's about to completely break your heart.

Bakugo notes the activity of the suspect you two had been watching from the building across the rooftop you two had set up on, while you softly mutter the details on the communication device in your hand, feeding the information to your police partners. When the person under investigation head to bed, you two relaxed a little.

"Hey, so you must’ve heard." Bakugo starts as you stretch your neck. Oh no, here we go. You blinked and put on the smile you've been rehearsing since you have taken the plane ride back home. "Yeah, it’s on every tabloid." The forced laugh you let out even had you impressed. "You're back together. Again. Woohoo. Big surprise." You say monotonously.

"Yeah. Fuckin' paparazzi won't leave us alone." Bakugo rolls his eyes. He stretches too, mimicking you as you roll your shoulders and crack your knuckles. "It just happened." He then says. You swallow hard, not really wanting to hear more.

"You know that charity shit we were supposed to attend together?" He asks and you nod numbly. Of course, you do. You were so excited that Bakugo asked you to accompany him to this charity ball as his date. You both even planned to match  outfits like how stupid kids would want to do with their best friends.

"Yeah, well, she came that night and she happened to be seated at our table."  He says it like he still couldnt believe his luck, stupid beautiful smile adorning his face. He then went on to say how she had moved to your vacant seat so he can have someone to talk to in the event filled with A-list celebrities and government officials he had no fucking interest in mingling with. "We got to talking and next thing I knew, we were the only ones left in the fucking ball." He laughs.

Normally, you adore this ugly laugh of his. And normally, you would have scold him for being loud and potentially giving away your position. If only your heart wasnt breaking into billions of tiny pieces in your chest.

"Wow," you roll your eyes and looked away, the fake smile you had on your face faltering. "Glad to hear you had way more fun without me." You say, laying the sarcasm thick. You hadnt meant to but you tremble, a soft sob almost escapes you.

Bakugo frowns and shrugged his jacket off, thinking you were just cold. He puts it over your shoulders and when you just stared at him, he takes your arms and puts it through the sleeves. Bakugo zips it up to the collar and puts the hood over your head, even pulling your hair free before smoothening it around your face. It’s his fucking actions like this that had you hoping. Had you thinking that maybe, just maybe, there's something there.

You look up him, thinking, why couldn’t it be me? Could it have been me if I were there with you that night?

"Y/n." Bakugo frowns as he says your name so uncharacteristically soft. You then notice the worry that paints his features as he slowly reaches to wipe your cheek. Bakugo's frown deepens when new ones replace the tear he had just wiped away.

A wave of panic rises in your chest as you replace his hands with your own, harshly wiping your tear steaked face.

"Shit, sorry." You force a laugh. "The fucking wind is too strong up here." You reasoned but you are not fooling him. "I'm gonna go in first, you take first watch." You got up, making a beeline for the door but a strong grip around your wrist stops you.

"Y/N, look at me." Bakugo says, his voice so low you barely heard it. He calls your name again but you still didn’t turn. Your face crumples and more tears flood your eyes.

Taking a deep staggering breath, you wiped your cheeks with your free hand and cleared your throat. "Bakugo, please. I'm tired." You tried to tug free again but he kept his vice grip on you.

He pulls you and made you face him. You can see Bakugo was breathing a little heavily too. "Y/n, is there something we should talk about?" He tries to meet your gaze but you kept your eyes on the ground. Bakugo asks again but you clench your jaw and shook your head stubbornly. "No, there is nothing to talk about."

Bakugo was getting frustrated you could tell. Still, he takes a deep breath and held your face with his other hand, asking, "Then what's wrong? Damn it, tell me." 

Everything, You think to yourself.

You're the one whose been there for him all this time. And it took one night for him to fall in love with her all over again.

You want to be happy for him because you can tell that he's truly happy. But you just can’t.

You love him but he loves someone else.

You know he loves you, but never the way you love him.

Everything is fucking wrong but there's nothing you can do about it so instead you say stubbornly, "Nothing."

To your surprise though, he grabs your shoulders and shook you. "What the hell is wrong with you, then? Why won't you fucking tell me??"

"Nothing. Is. Wrong."  You articulate, shrugging from his hold to take your seat back by the ledge. But he grabs hold of you again, this time catching your hand.

"Stop it." Bakugo grits his teeth. "I know something is wrong. I know you." He says and his eyes widened when you let out a bitter laugh.

"No, you don't." you deride, shaking your head.

"Bullshit! Of course, I fucking do!!" He yells at you. "We've been friends for years!!"

You glower back at him, feeling the stupid tears stinging at your eyes again and your breathing get shallow. "Some friend you are then!" You yell back. Bakugo grimaces, looking at you like he's never been so offended before in his life. He was actually fucking hurt.

"You don't know shit about me, Katsuki." You jab a finger at his chest. "You don't even fucking care about me enough to actually get to know me! You only keep me around because I standby you through everything!" Bakugo staggers a step back when you pushed him with all your might, tears endlessly streaming down your face and neck.

"God, if only you'd have really taken a close look, gave me even a shard of your fucking attention," you whimper, your hands balling into fists against his shirt. "Then you would have known," you feel like youre losing your strength, like your knees could give out underneath you, "that I stayed by your side all these years because, b-because,"

Bakugo swallows hard, his hands circling your wrists. Deep down he sorta knew but he was just denying it to himself. Because he knows he could never reciprocate your feelings.

Please don't fucking say it..

But you do,

"I am in love with you."

A gush of relief floods you, finally having said it after all this years. You closed your eyes so you wouldn't see his reaction. His silence and his hold slipping off of you were enough.

"Y/n, I-"

Bakugo didn't know what to say. His hand is twitching because he wanted to reach out and hold you but he doubts that that is a good idea right now.

"I'm sorry-" he starts, warily trying to reach for your hand again but you shake your head and slipped your hands in the pockets of your jacket. His jacket.

"Me too." You cut him off. "I.. can't be friends with you anymore." Your voice breaks as you admit the sad truth. Bakugo's eyes widened. You can't mean that, right? But the lifelessness of your voice made Bakugo's heart clench. You take a deep breath and bore your gaze to the ground.

You just ruined your friendship. But you guess that's good. You'll finally have a reason to not be by his side all the time anymore and endure the pain of this unrequited love you've had for him for years.

"Y/n-" he tries again. It’s the only thing he could do. Try. Because you're slipping away and he doesn't want you gone. But you scorn away when he tries to reach for you again.

"I cant," you whimper, "I'm sorry."

The days that followed consisted of you taking in other assignments that lead you to work with someone else. Whenever you'd bump into Bakugo, you'd keep your eyes trained ahead while Bakugo couldn't help but stare and long to talk to you again. But he lets you be, thinking, well, hoping that you just needed time. That one day you two will be alright again. Because fucking hell, it's only been days and he misses you so damn much already.

He realizes how present you were in his life. Realizes how badly he took you for granted. Realizes that every morning he wakes up, it’s your texts he first checks. Realizes that with even the smallest inconvenience, it's you he wanted to call and vent out to. Realizes you're that one person he can say anything to, things he couldn't tell even his own damn girlfriend.

Because you were his person. That one person who always listened without judgement and takes him as he is.

Because you got his back no matter what.

Because you.. loved him.

Fuck.

Bakugo throws his arm over his eyes as he feels that pang of longing and regret. He finds himself jumping out of bed. It was supposedly his day off but he comes to the office running.

But when he reaches your desk, you were nowhere in sight.

And on his desk, was your resignation letter.

(Reaction) Midnight, Mina, Mei, Momo and Uraraka and their daughter having this interaction one morning: "Did you have nightmare last night?" "Why do you ask?" "Because whenever I ever have a nightmare, I scream daddy's name too."

I laughed so much fir this request. This is gold👌.

Kayama Nemuri:

-She will admit that like her daughter she screams her dad name when scared.

-It was really hard for her to admit that and you were probably outside when Kayama said this.

-She will say to his daughter to never say that to his father.

-Kayama would be at least happy about one thing; her daughter never asked about the snaps of the whip.

Mina Ashido:

-She will try to joke about it being enthusiastic.

-”It’s incredible! We have so much in common! Like mother like daughter haha!!!”

-All-false-laughter.

-Mina just hope her daughter will forget everything and that she won’t tell to anyone.

Mei Hatsume:

-She will run away immeaditly and let her daughter surprised.

-Mei was already trying to create a new gadget that makes people forget about their past.

-She may need it at work too, who knows?

-Her daughter will never have an answer.

Momo Yaoyorozu:

-She is worried about the fact that her child may find out things way to early.

-Momo will tell her daughter  that it’s not the same thing because she didn’t have a nightmere; they were just cuddling.

-”B-But why were you screaming? Mooom c’mon answer me!!”

-Momo will just say that when you are in love you scream your partner name to make them remember that he/she is yours.

Ochako Uraraka:

-Dead inside.

-She will absolutely say that she has frequents nightmeres.

-You will never know why she refused to scream your name for six months.

-At least her daughter didn’t say “when I’m scared I scream for daddy too!”

-Ochako.exe stopped working

I hope you liked them. Thanks for requesting!

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So Mina, Momo and Uraraka and their daughter having this interaction one morning: "Did you have nightmare last night?" "Why do you ask?" "Because whenever I ever have a nightmare, I scream daddy's name too." (If this isn't okay, just tell me and I'll send in another request.)

Happy Mother’s Day! (I’m not a day late shush) Oh man, I personally would be a lot like Mina in this situation, though I’d probably be super embarrassed too. Kids just say the darndest things.

~Citrine

Mina Ashido

It’s a pretty horrifying thing that just came from her daughter’s mouth, but Mina can’t help but laugh. That sort of out of the woodwork humor is just her type, and it’s going to take her a long time to stop laughing before she can even begin to make up an excuse as to why she finds it so funny.

Her s/o is probably going to have to come over and do the explaining, because she can’t stop laughing long enough to actually get any decent words out. She’s embarrassed, don’t doubt that, but this kid is just too funny!

She’ll finally manage to hold back her giggles long enough to tell her daughter that, no, she didn’t have a nightmare, but daddy scared her or something along those lines. The little girl is still going to be confused why mommy finds it so funny, but that’s an answer for another day.

She’s going to wonder where on earth her kid got that kind of humor from, even if it was unintentional. She’s pretty funny herself, for sure, but that’s was just something else.

Mina might tease her s/o later about it, especially if they’re the more flustered type. It’s definitely going to be a joke that sticks around for some time, no doubt about that.

You can be absolutely assured that she’ll bring it up to her kid when she’s older. It’s something that will make her daughter go “ugh, Mom!” while Mina just cackles maniacally. Wholesome family entertainment

 Momo Yaoyorozu

In short, Momo is aghast. If her s/o looks closely, they can see the exact moment that her poor brain just breaks. Of course, she expected to have this talk with her daughter at some time, but she’d hoped that it would be planned a little better.

It will take a while for her to compose herself enough to give her daughter an answer. She might splutter a bit, and she’s definitely red in the face. Her stoicism can only reach so far, and she’s just not qualified to handle this situation.

She’ll invite her daughter to sit down on the couch, and, if they’re old enough, she’ll start the whole ‘the birds and the bees’ conversation. It’s going to be very awkward, because neither of them want to do this.

The best thing in this situation is for her s/o to step in and distract their daughter with some good old fashioned fun. Maybe invite her to do some dressup or tell them about her favorite princesses. Anything to save Momo from making a bad situation worse.

All future conversations like this should definitely be handled by her s/o. She’s intelligent and can often work under pressure when her confidence is high, but she’s no good when it comes to explaining that mommy and daddy love each other very much to her daughter.

If everything goes according to plan, this event will fade with time. The last thing Momo wants in for her daughter to remember this, and if she ever brings it up with her mother in the future, she’ll try to tell her it was just a dream.

 Ochaco Uraraka

Oh lord. Ochaco immediately goes red and starts shaking her hands at her daughter, trying her best to think of some reasonable explanation. Yeah! She definitely had a nightmare!

Her daughter is probably confused as to why her mommy is so red in the face, because she certainly doesn’t start to blush when she has a nightmare. Maybe mommy is sick? It’s honestly really hard to tell, with how much she keeps looking away.

S/o to the rescue! Ochaco isn’t going to be useful at all in this moment, because embarrassing situations quickly disable her. Her s/o should step in and say that mommy did have a nightmare, but that she’s all better now.

Mom is definitely going have to take an hour to recuperate after the ordeal. The best thing for her s/o to do is to just let her hide away in her room and scream into her pillow for a while. It gets all the bad feelings out

The poor girl is going to forget about it by the end of the day, but a few days from then Ochaco suddenly remember it while doing the dishes and get embarrassed all over again. Why do kids have to have such big mouths? She loves her daughter very much, but that little girl is going to be the death of her.

Her s/o is probably going to be the one that remembers the event in the long run and bringing it up in the future will make her get just as flustered as when it first happened. Bless this woman.

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