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Kirishima x Reader x Tetsutesu

Happy birthday to my favorite hard boys *winks*!!!

Warning: NSFW

You weren’t entirely sure how you even ended up in this relationship, but you weren’t upset about it either.

For the past two months you had been in a poly relationship with both Kirishima and Tetsutetsu… It started with them both fighting over you during Valentine’s Day… they both had confessed their love for you at the same time… You didn’t know what to do. You thought they were both handsome and both were already such men… So you did the only fair thing… you turned them both down.

A few weeks later you were making out with them both behind the school and now here you are a few months later with them in bed…

You loved the feeling of being sandwiched between them both though, feeling their rock solid sweaty bodies pressed against your soft skin… it as almost magical. They were both fucking you full force at this point, entering you at almost the exact same time.

Kirishima had himself positioned underneath, his cock buried deep inside your pussy while Tetsutetsu was pounding your ass from behind.

Their rhythm got entirely in sync, and you felt yourself reaching climax. “It’s your guy’s birthday’s!!! I want to be full of cum!!! Please fill me!!!” You could barely keep your eyes open, the force of their cocks brought you the purest, most concentrated pleasure.

You could feel Tetsutetsu’s cock swell, he grabbed your ass tight and pushed into your ass as hard as he could. You could feel his cum fill your ass as he let out a grunt of ecstasy. Looking back at him eagerly, watching the smile on his face spread wider as he threw his head back and moaned, “I LOVE YOU, ____!!!” As he moaned out how much he loved you he kept himself inside you, and reached around you to tease your nipples gently as you continued to ride Kirishima.

This display was overwhelming to Kirishima. With the beautiful woman he loved climaxing on top of his member, and a man he respects fully behind her still filling her ass with his own seed, how could he hold back? Closing his eyes he released his potent cum your my hungry pussy. You filled up quickly, but wanted more. You had cum oozing out of both holes, gasping for air, your arms shaking, you tried to hold yourself up, but Kirishima and Tetsutetsu were no fools.

At the same time they both had wrapped their arms around you and flipped you so you were laying in between them on your side. As they smiled at you, you wished them both a happy birthday and hoped that they enjoyed their gift.

~ Love Kiwi xoxo

The Lure Of Nightfall [2]

Izuku Midoriya X Fem! Reader

Summary: After accidentally flying in on your best friend jerkin his meat to the thought of you, things get out of hand, and you’re thrown into a weekly routine.

WARNINGS!: Voyeurism, Masturbation

Category: Smut, Smut, Pure Smut.

Word Count: 8.7k+

A/N: You all wanted this! >.< I hope I delivered~

Just To Clarify:

This is a continuation!

panties are a bitch.

Part One

Tag List:  @zylith-imagines-and-fics @birds-have-teeth @my-bnha-things.

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sex tapes

— Midoriya Izuku is an overanalyzer in every aspect; it shouldn’t surprise you that he’s into making sex tapes too. When you’re stuck at home for an indefinite period of time, it’s finally time to pull them out and watch them together. —

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pairing: midoriya izuku x fem!reader

warnings: 18+, smut, sex tapes, spanking, sir calling, fuck machine, bondage, choking, slight degradation, dom!midoriya

word count: 3,697

a/n: i’m sososooososoosoosooso tired…. I apologize for any and all mistakes i did this from 2 am to 6 am………..im so tired…… this is for the bnharem collab as always, check out the masterlist for the otherssss buhbye!

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“You want to see our sex tapes?”

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“Party of Three”

Amajiki Tamaki x Eijiro Kirishima x Fem! Reader  Warnings: 18+ / Smut, Threesome, Oral sex, Double Penetration Word Count: 3.3 K Author’s Note: Writing three-way sex was very, very difficult, but I finally did it! I had to make Tamaki a bit ooc because how else was I…I mean “reader” supposed to get fucked by both him and Kirishima without having Tamaki freak out? Oh well, I hope you enjoy! (All characters aged up 20+) 

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Tamaki was never one to throw a party but unfortunately for him, his two roommates were.

Luckily, Nejire and Mirio had given him a heads up the day before, so Tamaki had asked if you’d come over and hang out with him. Having you around always made him feel less anxious, and with the many people that were invited, he was going to need you.

It had only been an hour since people began arriving but Tamaki was completely over it. He stood by you; sipping on his second drink of the hour as you laughed, waiting for your conversation with Kirishima to be over with. You could tell by the look on Tamaki’s face that he really didn’t want to be out here anymore.

“Well alright Kirishima, Tamaki and I are going to grab some snacks. Talk later?”

“Oh, yeah sure! Later Y/N, later Amajiki!” Kirishima smiled.

You turned to Tamaki and interlocked your fingers with his. “Wanna go hang out in your room or something, this party is getting kinda lame.”

He quietly laughed at your joke. You were so adorable, and you always knew how to make him feel at ease. “Yeah, let’s go.” You held his hand and maneuvered your way through the house, heading up to his bedroom.

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PET ROCK

fic trade for @bnhaxxassociates! Sorry for such a long wait, I was struggling with ideas for this one and was nervous about the word count not reaching the fic you gave me ;; 

special thanks to @lady-bakuhoe and @ikinabi for providing me ideas

desc. | after waking up and finding your dear husband on the floor, surrounded by pots and pans, you and him spend the morning bonding together. 

genre. | fluff

word count. | 2043

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The sun’s rays peaked through the curtains, caressing your face lightly. You sat up and yawned, rubbing your eyes. Your eyes glanced over to the clock and saw that it was 7am. The space beside yours felt cold. A sinking feeling could be felt in your heart, realizing that your husband hasn’t come home yet. You remembered his words when you called him 2 days ago. 

“Hey, baby!” His voice was bright and cheerful. Even just hearing his voice filled you with joy, reminded of his radiance. 

“Ei! When are you coming home?” You asked, your voice imbued with a strong sense of hope. “I really miss you.” 

“Aw, don’t worry, I promise I’ll be back this Saturday morning. I can’t wait to be with my loving wife,” You could hear the grin in his voice. “I’ll see you then!” 

“See you, Ei,” You gave him one farewell before hanging up. 

You sighed. You suppose it couldn’t be helped. The job of a hero wasn’t easy, people were constantly in danger and villains were relentless. Not only that, but since he was one of the top heroes, the media is thirsty for more of him. It was hard to blame him, honestly. Of course, sometimes you wish he’d have more time for you. However, you held off on telling him in fear of seeming selfish. 

Looking into a special desk, your eyes spotted your pet rock on it. You had followed an online tutorial to make it look like your dear husband, all because you were bored and lonely. It had red hair like his made of felt as well as sharp teeth. Red rhinestones were used for the eyes, shimmering in the morning light. Your hands gingerly picked it up and placed a soft kiss on it. 

“Good morning, honey,” You cooed, caressing the slightly rough sides of it.

Your footsteps were light as you walked towards the kitchen, yawning into your hand once more. Your senses were still somewhat groggy. 

But then, a few noises came from the kitchen. 

Your eyes widened and you rushed to the room. The sight that you were met with was of your husband surrounded by pots and pans on the ground. He looked up with a sheepish smile. 

“Hey, honey,” He greeted you, rubbing his neck. “I was going to surprise you with breakfast in bed but… Well, the surprise was ruined.” 

A chuckle bubbled from your throat. You smiled back at him. “I’m just happy you’re here, Eijiro,” You told him, kneeling to help him pick up the pots and pans. You placed a kiss on his lips once you two were finished. 

“Aw, but I really wanted to do something special. We haven’t seen each other in so long,” Eijiro wrapped an arm around your waist, lifting you off the ground. He buried his face into your neck, his breath tickling it. 

You wrapped your arms around his neck and hugged him close, closing your eyes and relishing in the moment. His embrace was warm and his presence smelled of teakwood. 

“Alright, why don’t we cook something together? That should be fun,” You suggested to him after a short moment of just enjoying each other’s company. 

The redhead looked up, his eyes lit up. If he had a tail, it’d probably be wagging like crazy. How endearing. 

“That’d be great!” 

He put you down. “So what should we make?” He asked, curiosity sparkling in his crimson eyes. 

“How about pancakes? It’s a special day today now that you’re finally here,” You replied, giggling at how he looked. You looked into the pantry to find the ingredients for it, then realized that that flour was placed on the higher shelf where you couldn’t reach. 

You turned to him and pointed at the item with a sheepish expression on your face. “Uh, could you grab that for me, Ei?” You asked and immediately regretted it because his face morphed into one of cheekiness. 

“Of course, shorty,” He responded, putting a ton of emphasis on the “shorty”. This made your face heat up in embarrassment, glaring at him. He stepped closer and took the box with ease, then placed it on the counter. 

“Anything else, baby?” Oh that little (well, not so little) shit.

“How about you take the measuring cups and spoons?” You answered, taking the rest of the ingredients off of the shelf. Then, you looked into the fridge to grab the milk, eggs, and butter. You placed the items onto the granite countertop along with the rest. 

Eijiro held the measuring tools in his massive hands. He put it down on the counter as well and grabbed a bowl.

You mixed all the ingredients and when the mixture was ready, you kneeled down to get a pan and put it on the stove. You started cooking the pancakes, a sweet scent of vanilla wafted through your nostrils. 

Your redhead husband watched you do all the work and pouted. “Wasn’t I supposed to be the one to make you breakfast?” He whined, wrapping his massive muscular arms around your waist and hugging it. 

You chuckled. “It’s too late for that now. How about you cook some bacon and eggs? I’m sure you’d love extra toppings on your pancakes,” You told him, flipping the pancake. One side was a perfect golden brown. 

His eyes lit up. “Great idea!” He went ahead to grab the eggs and bacon and started cooking alongside you. Sizzling came from his pan as he laid the bacon on it to cook and a savory meaty smell mixed with the sweet vanilla. He glanced at you for a moment. 

“So how’s Rocky?” He asked, a smile gracing his face, probably reminiscing the time you sent him pictures of the pet rock. He thought it was adorable how you managed to make it look like him. 

“Rocky?” You raised your eyebrow, an amused glint in your eye. The first pancake was finished so you put it on a plate. One down, 19 left to go. 

“Yeah, you haven’t given him a name yet so I just called him Rocky,” Eijiro shrugged and replied, flipping the bacon. 

You snickered lightly. “That sounds like a name an 8 year old child would give to their pet rock.” You poured more of the mixture into the pan, creating a second pancake. 

“Well maybe when we get our 8 year old a pet rock, we can see for ourselves,” He rebutted, placing the bacon on the plate that sat on his side of the counter. He replaced it with more pieces of bacon. 

Your eyes widened and your face expression was basically that surprised pikachu meme at that moment. “I- Uh- Is that a promise?” You stammered, then panicked when you realized one side of the pancake was about to burn and flipped it. 

He winked at you from the side. “Of course, we’ve been married for a while. If you wanna get kids, we could give him or her Rocky one day.” He said, placing the finished bacon pieces onto his plate and then starting to cook the eggs. 

You pecked his cheek. “That sounds wonderful.” 

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Once you two finished cooking, you set the table and he served the plates, carrying all of them with such ease that it was unfair. He placed the plates down onto the table, sitting down beside you with a grin. 

“This looks great! I’m proud of us,” He spoke as he placed even more toppings on his stack of pancakes until it looked like a mountain of breakfast foods. You put your own preferred toppings on your stack and both of you dug into your meals. A symphony of flavors graced your mouth and you gave a blissful sigh, satisfied with the result of your cooking. 

“So, baby,” Eijiro spoke up, making you turn to him in question. 

“Hm?” You hummed, some food still in your mouth. 

“I had this idea that we could do after breakfast,” He swallowed the piece of bacon that he was chewing. “How about we make a pet rock version of you? I hate to leave you alone, so we should give Rocky a lil partner.”

You also swallowed the piece of pancake in your mouth and grinned. “That sounds so cute, Ei. I love that idea. Let’s do it!” You told him. It should be easy to do, at least considerably easier to do than when you created Rocky since you didn’t exactly have a type of hair like his, nor did you have sharp teeth. You still had some materials for it and all you had to do was find another rock in your shared yard. 

He nodded and started scarfing down his breakfast, eager to do this with you. After you two had consumed your meals, you went to the living room. You had the arts and crafts materials and he grabbed a cute rock from outside and washed it. 

“How about I make it since you were the one that made Rocky? Think of it as like painting your portrait,” Your husband offered, taking the materials from your hands. 

“Pft, paint me like one of your rock girls,” You giggled at your own joke. 

He also chuckled at it, finding himself amused by your sense of humor. He put down the materials on the coffee table in front of you and picked up the rock. He started working on making your hair, cutting up smaller strands of yarn to create it. The yarn looked like a mere strand of literal hair in his massive hands. Fortunately, he managed to be careful with it. Honestly, he could easily crush your skull with one hand if he tried to. 

Then, he plugged in the glue gun into the socket nearby and used it to glue in the yarn wig onto the top of the rock’s head, making sure each strand was in the correct position. Once that was finished, he glanced at the rhinestones and seemed to ponder something for a moment. 

“Do you still have any leftover swarovski crystals?” He asked. 

You looked up and tilted your head in question. “Well, yeah but wouldn’t you want to just use the rhinestones here?” You responded. 

He sheepishly smiled, glancing at you. “It’s just that… when I think of your eyes, I feel that they’re sparklier than regular rhinestones. And you told me Swarovski crystals have extra sparkles in them.”

Pink dusted your cheeks and you internally swooned. He’s just too cute. You rushed to go find the crystals and quickly came back, handing it to him. 

“These are perfect!” Eijiro’s eyes lit up when he looked at the crystals. He picked out two of them that matched your eyes and glued it to the rock, positioning it correctly. Then, he gently put down the rock on the coffee table and grabbed the pink felt paper, as well as the scissors. He cut the felt so that it would form tiny lips and glued them to the rock. 

Once he was satisfied with the result, he turned it around so it would face you. “Here,” He said with a grin on his pearly whites. 

You gaped. “Aw, that’s adorable, Ei! I love her!” You squealed, taking it into your hands and gazing upon its sparkling crystals for eyes. 

“You think our future children would like her?” Your husband asked. 

“Absolutely.” You put down the pet rock beside Rocky and wrapped your arms around him in a tight hug. 

“I’m so glad you’re finally here, Ei. I’ve missed hanging out with you like this so much.” 

“And I’m happy to be here with you too, baby.” His smile turned into one of fondness for his dear wife. “I’m so sorry that I’ve been so busy lately. It’s really unmanly to leave my wife alone so often. But I promise that I’ll be taking a vacation soon and we can spend more time together and travel to a nice island.”

You leaned into his warm and firm chest, closing your eyes and breathed in his musk. His presence comforted you, lulling you to sleep. “I’d like that a lot,” You whispered as your consciousness faded to darkness, falling asleep to the sound of his heartbeat. 

les matins (the mornings)

Although you and Monoma clashed at night, you found solace through each other’s arms in the mornings.

pairing ⟶ monoma neito/ gn! reader

word count ⟶ 6.2k+ words

warnings ⟶ pro heroes, talks about suggestive stuff, domestic fluff, angst, monoma being an asshole for a min, oh my god they were quarantined

a/n ⟶ this is a collab for sof’s discord server crackhead sanctuary!! yes that is the real name!! it was supposed to be just fluffy quarantine shenanigans but i said fuck it let’s make this super long and add sad vibes. also s/o to the very, very few people who write monoma crumbs i see u

⟶ playlist; les matins by angèle, sunshine by kyle, 12:34 by billy lemos, cariños by the marías, yours by alina baraz

You’re in the middle of packing when you hear it.

“This means no traveling, no gatherings of more than six, and by any means, no leaving the house unless absolutely essential,” the newscaster reported on the television screen, a newscaster who interviewed you plenty of times.

Pausing, you take a look at the space around you. A modernist styled apartment in the middle of the city, certainly not your city and most definitely not your apartment. “I’m stuck here?”

Now, you wouldn’t be opposed to staying in such a lovely apartment for a few weeks, but the problem was that this wasn’t just anyone’s condo.

It was Monoma’s.

Truthfully, you and Monoma hated each other since the moment you met in high school. You’re hardly one for confrontation, opting to get through your time at U.A. as efficiently and simply as you possibly could for a hero student, but there was something about the pretentious way he spoke that burned bitter inside you. Apparently he felt the same way, because when he went on his rants targeting the class of 1-A, you always seemed to be the main character.

But something changed.

Something changed, and you can’t quite place your finger on it, but it did. Maybe it was all the times you got drunk together by your third-year and he was surprisingly pleasant to talk to. Maybe it was the way he gushed about his own classmates, because his hate of 1-A stems from his love for 1-B. Maybe it was the many, many instances he risked his own life to save yours, rendering you speechless at times.

Graduating, getting jobs, moving from Musutafu, you found that you didn’t hate each other completely. You worked together sometimes, made small talk at charities, and even had each other’s numbers. He even offered to let you stay at his apartment when you took up a mission in the city he lived in.

It by no means meant that you were particularly close. Years of resentment couldn’t be mended by happy birthday texts.

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Taking a break,, will continue tomorrow morning

liar liar | bakugou katsuki

Rated: M

Words: 9.4K

Pairing: katsuki bakugou x fem!reader

Summary: Of all the things he’s experienced working as a Pro Hero, Bakugou never expected his dick getting too big to ever be a problem, let alone one in his top ten.

Bakugou is hit with a strange quirk. You reap the benefits.

AN: This fic is 50% crack and 50% raunchy smut. I have zero explanations for this. Also big thanks to @lady-bakuhoe for ranting with me once about the fandoms weird level of hatred towards Bakugou, thus inspiring me to write something for him. I’m so sorry it was this.

Warnings: smut, language, oral sex (m receiving), dom/sub undertones, rough sex, degradation, spanking, choking, inappropriate use of quirks

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Of all the things he’s experienced working as a Pro Hero, Bakugou never expected his dick getting too big to ever be a problem, let alone one in his top ten.

Kirishima glances at him out of the corner of his eye as they step into Bakugou’s office, red eyes narrowing in concern as he sees Bakugou’s gritted teeth and clenched fists. “Are you sure you’re okay, bro?” he asks, a little hesitant.

“I’m fine,” Bakugou practically snarls between his teeth. Fuck. The tingling sensation starts in his gut, heat spreading through his limbs, and he nearly swears aloud as the sensation shifts to his dick, his boxer-briefs getting uncomfortably tighter. Shit, he’s probably up to at least another inch by now. Thank god his pants are baggy.

Unfortunately, Kirishima isn’t so easily convinced. Brows furrowing, he looks Bakugou over slowly, searching for any lasting effects from their earlier scuffle with a few low rank villains. “You’ve been acting kind of… strange,” he settles on after an awkward beat of silence, “since you got hit by that quirk. You know, you probably should have gone to a—”

“I said I’m—” Bakugou cuts himself off as that tingle comes back. “I’ll be fine,” he corrects himself. The tingle goes away, and he almost groans in relief as his dick returns to its normal size. “Drop it, Kirishima.”

Kirishima holds his hands up in front of him, placating his huffy friend. “Okay, okay. I get it.” He backs off, still eyeing Bakugou warily as he pulls his phone from his pocket. He glances at the time. “Look, man, I gotta go. I have a date in twenty, and she’s gonna kill me if I’m late again.” His smile is apologetic, but exhausted.

“Whatever.” Bakugou tosses off one of his gauntlets, letting it clatter against the floor noisily. Breathing slowly through his nose, he peels off his mask as well, setting it down on his desk. It’s fine. Everything is fine. He can handle this. It’s just a really fucking annoying quirk that’ll probably go away on it’s own by the end of the day.

Another tingle stirs in his gut, and then his underwear tightens again.

Fuck. He can’t even lie to himself.

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So, I was hoping you could do this scenario idea I had! It's where Iida's girlfriend always wants to do cute things together, like go out and watch the stars and cuddle in each other's rooms, but obviously he never agrees cause that's breaking the rules. So he slowly is forced to watch as he loses her to someone else do does want to do those things and break a few small rules for her. Preferably Bakugou, since their opposites. It's just an idea but I hope you like it! Thank you so much!

Iida + Bakugou

“Come on Iida Tenya! Please! There is supposed to be a meteor shower tonight can’t we watch it out on the roof?” You followed your boyfriend down the hallway, holding his arm as you tried to convince him to watch the beautiful shower that was due to happen, “it won’t be long! I can get us up on the roof no biggie and even get you to your room before anyone notices-“

“That is breaking a rule, (Name)! We can’t leave our rooms past curfew. That is an hour and a half after it.” His voice was filled with a tone that you knew you couldn’t fight. You always called it the No-Tone. There was no use fighting it.

“Okay..” you sighed, letting go of his arm to slow down, your eyes catching your pink haired friend. You darted down the hallway, linking arms with her as you whispered, “Do you want to see some Meteors?”

Her grin was all you needed to already know that at least someone was willing to join you on a fun night out. It wouldn’t be romantic but at least you wouldn’t be staring at the sky alone.

“I’ll invite the boys!”

“Perfect! The more the merrier!”

“where’s your boyfriend?” Bakugou asked, holding out a blanket Mina had brought with her to you. “Shouldn’t he be here?”

“He didn’t want to break curfew,” You responded, your smile twitched slightly, your eyes filling with some kind of sadness as you took the blanket from your grasp. “Thank you for coming though I know you tend to sleep early-“

“I used to watch meteor showers when I was a kid. I would have stayed up anyways. Besides,” he sat next to you, looking up just in time to watch one shoot across the black sky. “It’s better with those you’re close too,”

“So you like us?” Your smile grew, becoming more genuine as you looked up to watch about a dozen more shoot by. “You’re not so bad when you’re not yelling at Midoriya,”

His hand hit your shoulder playfully, not hard enough to hurt but not soft enough to show that he thought you were weak. A small smile growing on his lips when he heard you stifle a laugh, your head tilting down to look at him, still grinning.

The rest of the group joined you guys, Mina coming in to bump into your side as she gasped in awe at the lights above her.

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“Girls and boys are not allowed in each other’s rooms unless there are more than four people (Name),” Iida said when you showed up at his door, holding a bag of food in your grip. You wanted to see if you could convince him to let you in but his eyes were already telling. Though this time he looked slightly apologetic so maybe- “We can work on homework the common room though!”

Your eyes lit up at that suggestion. You had barely seen each other all week. Even if he wouldn’t let you hang out alone in his room as long as you could spend a few hours with him!

“Sure-“

“We just have to finish in the next 15 minutes or so since that’s when curfew will be-“ he looked down at his watch, keeping in mind of time and when you both should be back. You two had 30 minutes.

“Ah.. don’t worry then.” You sighed sadly. As much as you wanted to spend time with him you know you’d just make it downstairs and then the two of you wouldn’t even get some alone time. You had looked into the common room and it had been filled with most of your friends.. you were better off just waiting until the weekend. “We don’t have much time. Let’s schedule for the weekend instead.”

“Okay, thank you for understanding,” he smiled, closing the door on you while you stepped back, signalling that you were just going to head back to your own dorm.

You shouldn’t be so upset, you thought to yourself. You rejected his offer. But.. you just wished he would let you hang out with him alone. In an intimate area. You didn’t have to kiss or anything you just wanted to hang out, cuddle or hold hands at least!

“Oi, what are you doing up here?” Bakugou asked, steeping into the elevator. He stood next to you, watching the elevators close as he waited for your response.

“I was just talking with Iida,” you spoke, your eyes meeting his briefly, forming a small smile before you looked back down at your feet.

“I’m surprised that rules-are-the-law kid let you in,”

Your bitter laugh told him otherwise.

“He didn’t.” You gripped the bag harder, your eyebrows furrowing in frustration.

“Then.. want to come to mine?” His voice was filled with confidence, looking at you with his hands shoved on his pockets.

Your head snapped upwards, looking at him as if he had said something absolutely crazy. He was slightly taken back by your response. Had the request really been so uncalled for.

“Yes. Actually, I’d really like that,” spending time with a friend right now was the perfect remedy for your less-than-kind-thoughts you’ve been having.

He pressed the button to the common floor again, watching the light turn off before pressing floor 4. His movements quick and he had to tell himself to calm down. His heart shouldn’t be beating this quickly. You had just accepted his invitation as a friend, nothing more.

“I hope you like Beef stew,” You said as you stepped out of the elevator, following him to his room. Your mood already feeling slightly better upon having someone to talk to.

“It better be fuckin’ spicy,” He commented, opening the door to his room and entering it. You followed close behind, taking a good look at his room as you shut the door behind you. Responding in a monotone voice,

“It has a little spice to it but Iida doesn’t care for it to be crazy spicy. So I made it sort of tame, honestly it was my first time cooking for him.. I had hoped to share it” your eyes continued to wonder around his room, taking in every piece of it. You had never been in it but it was very simple. Truthfully, you had almost expected it to have more of a Bakugou vibe to it. It was way more tame.

“Wait you made it?” He looked back at you, taking a seat on the floor. You joined him, slowly taking the large container out of the bag.

“Yeah! Here,” you handed him a bowl and chopsticks. Eagerly grabbing one for yourself as you carefully filled your bowl with the ingredients. “He says that store bought tastes like shit and he’d rather puke it up than have to swollow that stuff down,” you took a bite out of one of the pieces, humming happily upon feeling the heat of it. It wasn’t half bad! “My words not his,”

“I figured. I don’t think he even knows some swear words”

“There have been some close calls,” you said back, smiling when you saw his eyes widen. You could already feel your ego grow.

“This isn’t half bad. Not as spicy as I would have liked but.. not bad.”

“Well I do try,” you winked at him.

The rest of the night was spent with the two of you chatting. You didn’t think you could have had this much fun with bakugou. You had spoken with him a few times since the last time you all hung out and he seemed like a pretty funny person, his snarky comebacks were actually somewhat endearing.

It was exactly what you needed to get your thoughts back in order.

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“Hey (Name),” Bakugou greeted as you stepped into the elevator. He had been hoping to meet up with you since the last week you had all hung out. Immediately though he could see your stiffened form. “You’re upset,” he stared boldly.

“Iida said he couldn’t have lunch with me since he had some student council business to take care of,” you let out a long sigh, “I get that he’s busy but this is the sixth time this week, not including the week before.”

“Momo has been sitting with the girls all week,” he stated, your head nodding sadly at hearing this.

“I know.. I just don’t understand..”

“So eat lunch with me,” his mind wandered to a nice place he could take you. He knew this ramen shop that was fairly cheap so he could pay for the two of you without you feeling too guilty, “I was going to go out so I wouldn’t have to deal with Mina yelling at me to make her lunch anyways.”

“Really! Where were you thinking?”

“There’s this ramen shop close to my-“

“Ramen! I’m in!” The elevator door opened and you stepped out, eager at the chance to finally get away from the school and do something fun, “I’ll meet you at the doors at 12 then!”

He didn’t think he could wait for the clock to turn to 12.

—

“Hey Iida!” You greeted happily, walking past him to Bakugou who sat not too far away from your boyfriend. Your hand was holding something in it as you held it up to Bakugou “check it out!”

“How the fuck did you manage to get it?” He asked, his eyes scanning the book in front of you. It was a book detailing All Might in all of his years, even secrets of his past.

“(Name).. what is that?” Iida questioned, stepping forward to see what you were showing Bakugou. The other male glaring up at him.

“Ah! Iida! It’s a book that’s all about All Might! It came out just the other day. Bakugou and I had been talking about wanted to read it!”

“Oh- I see.” His eyes trailed to look at Bakugous cold ones. Your voice rattling on about it while the two boys glared are each other.

Since when had you and Bakugou gotten so close?

“-and there’s a movie that they released with the book all about All Might! I bought a digital copy so we’re going to watch it! Right Bakugou?”

“Right.” He responded with a smirk, a hand reaching out to grab the book from your hands. “Thanks for letting me lend the book from you, I know how much you hate when people take your shit”

“It’s fine since it’s you,” your voice was sweet, smiling happily before turning to Iida “oh! Do you have more Student council things to do today? Or can we have lunch?”

“I’m sorry (Name)-“ he spoke with an apologetic voice “but-“

“Then eat lunch with me (Name). I made extra Tantanmen last night.”

“Tantanmen is spicy. (Name) doesn’t like spicy food-“

“Actually Bakugou got me really into it! I’m in. Save me a bowl of Tantanmen Bakugou!” With that the school bell rang and you all quickly went to your seats, a small smile on your face.

Why was Iida so frustrated with that?

—

He stretched his arms out, his back cracking as he did so. It was the first time he had gotten all of his work finished in a decent time. It wasn’t just homework but there were a few things he wanted to finish for himself before he wanted to call you up. He eyed the clock. If he called you now the two of you could hang out for an hour and a half before curfew.

He pressed on your icon, sending a message your way as he cleaned up his papers, putting his work in the rightful place. You were usually so quick to respond. He was surprised you hadn’t answered by the time his hand touched the papers.

You hadn’t seen the text until an hour later, hitting Bakugou in the shoulder as you answered Iida. You couldn’t lie to him and would rather get a lecture about leaving then about lying.

“Take a picture with me!” You threw your arm around his neck, taking a picture of the two of you before he could complain. You sent that to Iida explaining that you and Bakugou were out to do some shopping.

A second later you received a paragraph from him, laughing at how quick he sent it you just apologized and told him you’d leave soon even though you weren’t going too.

“Is that Iida?” Bakugou asked when you shoved the phone into your pocket. Moving to stand next to him while the two of you thumbed through different jackets.

“Yeah, he’s upset we snuck out,” you pulled out a black jacket, holding it up to him so you could see if it looked ok. “Maybe we should get you a red one? You could wear a black shirt underneath it so it’s kinda be like your hero costume... maybe add green gloves?”

“You’re thinking too much about the colour scheme, black is fine. It’ll be cold when we go hiking,” he unzipped the jacket in your hand, feeling the fabric on the inside. “This one is perfect. Now let’s find yours,” he moved to leave this section but your hand stopped him, still sifting through the jackets in front of you.

“Black would look good on you. You should chose black too,” he commented, his hand releasing your arm as he picked out a jacket that looked pretty much exactly like his. The black was slightly lighter and the sleeves had a hole where you could fit your thumbs.

“If we’re going to match let’s go back to where we were and get the exact same one. Usually Mens is cheaper anyways.” You picked out a copy of his jacket, slipping it onto your shoulders. Before turning to face him, “well?”

“Perfect,” he commented, his eyes looking you over as he nodded his head. “It’ll keep you warm,”

“Then this one!” You took it off of your shoulders, putting it back on the hanger. You held it, happy with your purchase. “We should start heading back-“

“If you’re worried about your boyfriend I’ll deal with his screaming,” he walked alongside you, tilting his head to the side as he spoke, “I don’t care. Besides, you still need boots,”

You grinned, bumping your shoulder into his. You couldn’t even feel your phone vibrate with a message from Iida.

—

“Where are you two headed?” Iida asked, he had just gotten back from his morning run when he saw you and Bakugou dressed up. He decided to ignore the fact that you were wearing the same jacket as him.

“Why do you wanna know-“

“Suki’s mom invited me to go hiking with them for the weekend!” You grinned happily, gripping your backpack tighter. “Don’t you remember?” You tilted your head, “I told you a few weeks ago? Back when we had lunch together,”

“Ah, yes no I remember,” he lied, “sorry I didn’t realize that it was this weekend. I hope you have fun,” he spoke quietly, turning to leave the two of you. When... when did you start calling Bakugou by his first time and when did you start getting so close with Bakugou’s family? You hadn’t even met his own.

Bakugou pressed his gloved hand to the small of your back, breaking you out of your trance. He hated just how quickly Iida seemed to bring out your mood. You were excited just one second ago to go on this trip with his family.. now you were saddened to see how little you were in Iida’s mind.

“Come on. My mom will be outside waiting for us. She’s been dying to see you again,” that seemed to perk you up, smiling up at him again.

“Really?”

“Yeah that bitch has been on my ass since you said yes to coming with us. She wants you to come over for dinner more often,”

You scoffed, hitting Bakugou with your elbow. You were so used to hearing Bakugou cuss his mom out but it always felt wrong everytime you heard him say it. You never corrected him though. You could see how he could think that, his mom was intense and crazy, just like him.

“Then let’s head out!”

—

You texted Iida, inviting him to watch a movie with you. You already expected him to say no so you didn’t bother to mention that you and Bakugou had intended to watch it together.

You had expressed interest in the horror movie once during a conversation with Bakugou. He was quick to rent it. He offered to watch it with you the next day the two of you had a night free so you could stay up late.

He didn’t think he had seen you so excited since the last time you two had hung out.

“If you get scared you can hang onto me,” you joked, leaning against the arm of the couch as he sat next to you, doing the same.

“As if,” he scoffed, pressing his foot against your leg, kicking it as he reached for the remote. “This isn’t even that scary.”

“Don’t say anything until you watch it! It’s actually pretty interesting! I think you’ll like it!” You slapped his ankle. Taking a sip of your soda you leaned back.

“Thank you,” you said when he pressed play, the pictures flashing on the screen in front of you.

“What?” He asked, confused about why you had just thanked him for kicking you but when he looked closely he could see your facial features soften.

“For watching this movie with me, thank you.” Your eyes darted to look at your phone, typing a quick reply before putting it back in your pocket. “He said no”

“Well I don’t think a law abiding student like him would be able to watch something like this anyways. His small fragil mind would explode at the even suggestion of a woman’s shoulder sliding out of a shirt, much less watching her have her head ripped off” he reached over, resting his arm around your shoulder, “so fuck him. Let’s just watch this movie.”

You smiled, nodding as you leaned your head back on his arm, reaching over to eat a handful of popcorn as the movie continued. Tonight would be fun. He’d make sure of it.

—

You knew this had to be done. The two of you had been growing apart. Anytime you tried to reach out he’d refuse to do anything. You knew he was busy. He had so much on his plate but, you two hadn’t spoken in a month. Any text from you was responded with silence or a short text back.

It was done between you two. You were too tired of having to constantly tell him that you wanted to spend time together, that you wanted to be a couple.

If he didn’t want to be then you wouldn’t make him.

“Iida.. I think we’re done.” You spoke quietly, looking at him in the eyes. You could feel his body stiffen, his eyes looking off to the side.

“(N-Name) i dont want to end us-“

“Iida. You’re too busy for me,” you sighed, raising a hand to rub your neck, trying to sooth the tension in it. “I don’t want to end on a bad note. So let’s just make this mutual, you’re too busy for a relationship so I won’t tie you down.”

What could he say? He knew you were right. You weren’t happy.. he had known that for a long time but he still didn’t want to let you go. But here you were.

“Okay,” he whispered back, holding a hand out for you to take, he wasn’t sure what else he was supposed to do in a situation like this. “Let’s stay friends then,”

“Yes,” you held his hand, shaking it as if it was a business transaction. You had to hold back a lump in your throat as you thought about the fact this was about as physical he had been. “I wish you well Iida,” you turned around, leaving his room.

Iida followed you, stepping out briefly to watch you leave. His own throat running dry when he sat Bakugou leaning against the elevator door so it wouldn’t close. His hands slipping out of his pockets as you sped up. Your arms wrapped around him, gripping his shirt. Bakugou looked up at him as he pulled you into the elevator, glaring at Iida as the doors shut on the two of you.

—

It hurt to see you grow so close to Bakugou, his heart falling everytime you called his name sweetly instead of his own, his hands raising to rub his eyes.

“Suki! Are you busy tonight?” Your voice crossed the classroom despite you tried to keep it quiet so you could speak with him only. Bakugou’s head looked up.

“I’ve got some homework to finish-“ He tilted his head back, his eyes glaring into Iida’s “as long as you’re not loud you can come work on it with me.”

He knew why he had done that. It was a jab at him for not meeting your needs. It was Bakugou’s way of showing off how much better he was for you. He was what you needed. What you deserved. He ducked his head, his eyes looking down at his homework as he heard your quiet voice once again.

“Thank you Katsuki, thank you.”

26 with Bakugou

have a sleepover with me! prompt list here!

bakugou katsuki x reader

“Do whatever you want, I don’t care.”

a/n: HAHAHAHAHAH ANOTHER FOOL. ANGST TIME BBY

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Enemy

- On your wrists two names are tattooed. One of your soulmate and one of your enemy. Bakugou thinks all of it is total bullshit. Of course, that is until he meets you. 

Pairing: Bakugou x reader (she/her)

Warning: Sexual references, cursing, mentions of alcohol

A/N: Get ready boys, this will be one hell of a ride! This idea came to me after I was looking through soulmate au’s. I think you guys will like this one :). It’s also a college au lmao. Get ready for some fluff, angst, crack, and just everything in between. Love you guys and I hope you enjoy it! If you want to be added to the tag list comment :)

Status: Completed

Introductions 

Chapter 1 

Chapter 2 

Chapter 3 

Chapter 4 

Chapter 5 

Chapter 6 

Chapter 7 

Chapter 8 

Chapter 9 

Chapter 10 

Chapter 11 

Chapter 12 

Chapter 13 

Chapter 14 

Chapter 15 

Chapter 16 

Chapter 17 

Chapter 18 

Chapter 19 

Chapter 20 

Chapter 21 

Chapter 22 

Chapter 23 

Epilogue 

Fanart

Study session

Train to Shinjuku

Extra

Playlist by @milena-l1ss​

Heya!! Could you please do hcs or scenarios with Kiri and Baku turning into babies/toddlers from some quirk and how their s/o would have to deal with it? Thanks and keep up the great work!

Idunno…nothing…about children?? So I’m legit guessing at whatbabies do I guess besides cry 24/7 idk man I’ll do my best ha

Kirishima:

It was just supposed to be a normal fight against an averagevillain. And he was winning! At least he was, until he startedshrinking…smaller…smaller…until he was less than half hisoriginal height. A shrinking quirk?!

No…looking at his hands, they were pudgy and short and he nolonger fit in his hero costume properly…oh, oh sh-

“Wh…Kirishima?! Oh god what happened…?” A familiar voicemade his head turn as his s/o came running at him, a concerned lookon their face. For some reason he felt like crying. “You’re solittle now! Oh no, c'mere, don’t cry…”

They wrapped him up in his oversized costume and picked him up ashe clung to the front of their shirt, fat tears rolling down his nowpudgy cheeks. “Mm…sowwy..” Kirishima said, sniffling.

“Hey it’s ok, manly men cry, too! I assume this quirk will wearoff at some point…are you hungry?” Kirishima, now approximately athree year old, nodded enthusiastically at the mention of food,sadness forgotten for the time being.

They carried him to their home, setting him down on the couch ashe sucked his thumb. “Jeez you’re a cute kid…sit still and I’llget you a snack, mk?”

“No!” he yelled, an adorable pout on his face. “Pick me up!Pick me up!” His s/o sighed before picking him up again andcarrying him to the kitchen.

“Cute…but clingy. Alright lets see…ha, I don’t really havebaby food here. How about…cereal?”

“Candy!”

“No candy, you need real foo-”

“Candy!” He pounded his little fists into their shoulder,about to throw a tantrum if he did NOT get some candy in his mouthsoon.

“Cereal or you’re going down for a nap!” The raised voice andthreat of a nap made his big red eyes water. “Oh, oh no sorrysorry…fine! Candy it is!” The tears dried up as quickly as theyappeared.

After cleaning up a mess of candy wrappers they managed to brushhis sharp teeth for him. He really did not like the taste oftoothpaste, but too bad.

Wrapped up in a blanket toddler Kirishima was now sucking histhumb watching one of the few animated movies you owned, eyes lookingsleepy but still glued to the screen. “I’m tired…babysitting istiring. Hopefully you’ll turn back tomorrow…” they yawned out.

They both fell asleep on the couch, the movie still playing in thebackground.

The distinct sound of loud snoring woke them up, drool seepinginto the old couch cushions as they felt a heavy weight on top ofthem. A grown up Kirishima was snuggled up into their chest, strongarms wrapped around them like a pillow. The blanket he was wrapped injust barely covered everything since his hero costume didn’t fit theprevious day, making his s/o blush furiously.

“W-wake up, ding dong!” They pinched his nose until Kirishimasputtered awake, sitting up from the couch rubbing the sleep from hispretty red eyes.

“Huh?…What…oh, hey! I turned back!” Kirishima looked athis s/o. “Thanks for taking care of me, yesterday…sorry I ate allyour candy, ha!”

“Eh, you aren’t so bad as kid…glad to have you back though,”they said, giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Now, please put on someclothes…”

“Huh…? Why am I naked?!”

Bakugou:

“Get back here you shit!” Bakugou yelled at the villain whododged and skittered around fleeing civilians. He jumped into the airready to tackle them to the ground when he suddenly fell flat on hisface. What?! He never missed! What happened?

“Bakugou!” He heard his s/o yell behind him. They werefollowing the villain as well, but of course he wanted to be the oneto catch him. “Where are you?!”

“I here!” What…his voice, what the hell was wrong with hisvoice?!

“Baku…oh my god. You’re a baby!” His s/o finally caught upand they stood…quite a bit taller than him now, looking down with aquestioning expression.

“I not!” Bakugou yelled, his face turning red fromfrustration. He wasn’t a kid, he was a big boy! They triedunsuccessfully to hold back a laugh; he tried to kick them in the legfor good measure but tripped over his now oversized hero costume,tears welling up in his angry eyes.

“Oh, c'mere…don’t cry.” They picked him up off the ground,wiping the tears from his face. He struggled in their arms, notwanting to be picked up or treated like the temporary child he was.“Hold still!”

“Put me down!” People around were starting to stare at thispoint, so his s/o decided it was best to move away from the publiclest someone call the police on a negligent non-parent. They wrappedhim up in his hero costume like a cocoon, carrying him like aswaddled bundle to their home.

“I’m so sorry, Bakugou…you’ll probably turn back soon. Butuntil then you gotta be a good boy, alright? If you are I’ll give youa treat!” He sat in a comfy arm chair struggling out of hismakeshift wrappings with an angry face, but the word “treat” madehim stop. If there was one thing that motivated him right now, it wasthe possibility of a reward. He could be a good boy, the best boythere ever was!

“I good!”

“Aww that’s my boy! Now sit here for a minute, OK?” They lefthim alone for only a second, wanting to find some clothing to put himin…but while sifting through their drawers a pair of small handsclung to their pants leg. “What’s wrong?”

“Mm…” Baby Bakugou rubbed his face into their pants, hidinghis embarrassment. “You left…”

“I’m right here, don’t worry.” They found an oversized shirtto put him in that acted like a long blanket. “Want to play hideand seek?” Wanting to tire him out they hoped a couple of gameswould make the day go by faster so he’d turn back quicker.

Unfortunately, little Bakugou was bustling with energy and woreTHEM out before he was even close to tired.

“Ugh…” they moaned on the bed, Bakugou jumping up and downusing it as a trampoline. “C'mere you!” It was weird having atoddler for a boyfriend, but he still made a pretty adorable kid.After a tickle fight Bakugou’s big red eyes finally started to close,tired from the day’s activities.

“Sleepy…” He cuddled up next to them on the bed as hepromptly fell asleep. They pulled the covers over him before settlingin as well.

“Yeah, me too…goodnight, Bakugou…”

Bakugou woke up first, unfamiliar smells making his nose scrunchup. “Wh…” His arm was wrapped around something warm andsoft…oh. OH.

He was in his s/o’s bed, an arm drapedaround them. Memories of the previous day flooded back as he growled,waking up the other person in the bed. Before they could speak,though, he put a rough hand over the mouth, eyes glaring daggers.

“Tell no one,” he gritted outbefore pulling them in close and closing his eyes to drift back offto sleep, enjoying a few more moments of warm comfort before settlingback into adulthood.

les matins (the mornings)

Although you and Monoma clashed at night, you found solace through each other’s arms in the mornings.

pairing ⟶ monoma neito/ gn! reader

word count ⟶ 6.2k+ words

warnings ⟶ pro heroes, talks about suggestive stuff, domestic fluff, angst, monoma being an asshole for a min, oh my god they were quarantined

a/n ⟶ this is a collab for sof’s discord server crackhead sanctuary!! yes that is the real name!! it was supposed to be just fluffy quarantine shenanigans but i said fuck it let’s make this super long and add sad vibes. also s/o to the very, very few people who write monoma crumbs i see u

⟶ playlist; les matins by angèle, sunshine by kyle, 12:34 by billy lemos, cariños by the marías, yours by alina baraz

You’re in the middle of packing when you hear it.

“This means no traveling, no gatherings of more than six, and by any means, no leaving the house unless absolutely essential,” the newscaster reported on the television screen, a newscaster who interviewed you plenty of times.

Pausing, you take a look at the space around you. A modernist styled apartment in the middle of the city, certainly not your city and most definitely not your apartment. “I’m stuck here?”

Now, you wouldn’t be opposed to staying in such a lovely apartment for a few weeks, but the problem was that this wasn’t just anyone’s condo.

It was Monoma’s.

Truthfully, you and Monoma hated each other since the moment you met in high school. You’re hardly one for confrontation, opting to get through your time at U.A. as efficiently and simply as you possibly could for a hero student, but there was something about the pretentious way he spoke that burned bitter inside you. Apparently he felt the same way, because when he went on his rants targeting the class of 1-A, you always seemed to be the main character.

But something changed.

Something changed, and you can’t quite place your finger on it, but it did. Maybe it was all the times you got drunk together by your third-year and he was surprisingly pleasant to talk to. Maybe it was the way he gushed about his own classmates, because his hate of 1-A stems from his love for 1-B. Maybe it was the many, many instances he risked his own life to save yours, rendering you speechless at times.

Graduating, getting jobs, moving from Musutafu, you found that you didn’t hate each other completely. You worked together sometimes, made small talk at charities, and even had each other’s numbers. He even offered to let you stay at his apartment when you took up a mission in the city he lived in.

It by no means meant that you were particularly close. Years of resentment couldn’t be mended by happy birthday texts.

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Werewolf! Bakugou saved by Fem! Reader Pt. 2

Part 1 Here

Summary: Werewolf Bakugou had been imprisoned by a cruel and abusive sorcerer until he was saved by a stranger.

Wanted to write a hurt/comfort part 2 to this because mmm halloween aesthetics

The rain continued to ease as the two of you made your way through the woods, slogging through flooded grass and crunching down fallen twigs from heavy wet branches overhead. 

Bakugou kept his distance from you, eyes keen and ears alert. You’d saved him true to your word, but he didn’t trust you fully. What if you had some devious plan of your own now that he was free and the sorcerer was no more? He’d rather die than succumb to any more subjugation in his lifetime.

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Light (Todoroki Shouto x Reader)

Pairing: Todoroki Shouto x Reader

Words: 3.5k

Genre: Fluff

Summary: You are persistent in trying to get to know him.

AHHHHHH I’m rereading this again and I hate it so much lol. I wrote this when I was first introduced to the anime early January 2019, so I wasn’t really able to grasp the personalities too well. 

In this fic, the reader is outgoing and cheerful, but she also keeps to herself a lot.

@yuki-osaki ‘cause I said I’ll tag her in everything from now on

PART TWO | PART THREE

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It had taken a while for Todoroki to open up to you. Since day one of your first year of high school, you were always partnered up with him. You two were almost complete opposites, and you remembered how stoic and indifferent he was to everything.

He was very distant and cold.

You knew he had his own reasons because everybody has a backstory that they are reluctant to share. You were patient though and wanted to be friends with him despite him pushing you away at every advance you made.

But you didn’t mind it. Because it was his eyes that made you keep going. Yes, his beautiful heterochromatic eyes that showed something much more than what people generally would see. It was the sadness, the anger, the loneliness. Not too many people had really recognized it because he concealed it so well, besides you and Midoriya. And even so, Midoriya at first still kept his distance from Todoroki just a little because he was kind of intimidated of him. You, however, had been his partner in class since the beginning, so you had lost all of that feeling of intimidation.

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fools - bnha smau

actress!reader

in where actress!reader finally gets the chance to star in a new show with actor!bakugo, while filming she meets cameraman!midoriya. they’re such fools for thinking their little crush would fade with time.

Y/N’s intro / Midoriya - Bakugo’s intro

- how could you bakubro

- your shoes madam

- oh so he’s cute cute

- in need of new friends

- god pls let it be me

- ur time to shine

- wait no shoto

- apology meal

- work buddies

- hate it here

- angelface

- face cheeks

- revoked

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memes used in this smau 💀

And They Were Roommates

modern!AU - Part One

Part Two ⋆⋆  Part Three

todoroki shouto x female roomate!reader

Synopsis: When you need a roommate, you should have included on a no-boys-allowed policy.

warning: implied smut… making out… ((this is my first time writing like this so be warned))

word count: 2,613

A/N: so this is honestly my first time writing in this type of way, and it wasnt requested, so does this make me a pervert??? i don’t know, anyways this was supposed to be uploaded so long ago but i had a busy day, please forgive me!!!! this story is also one for smut, fluff, and angst

It had been officially two days since your old roommate had moved out on account of her getting married, and while you were happy for her, you were upset about being told about this ceremony the night before the wedding. You were a working individual, you had big dreams that entailed you working with a set income, benefits, and perks, but to obtain that you needed experience. So, at the moment you were working minimum wage jobs that tired you to the bone, and for your roommate to pull out of your decent place without at least a two-week notice left you desperate for a roommate.

So you turned to Craiglist and posted an ad for the spare room, despite the fact the mass majority of people you knew protested; there was absolutely no time to be picky you justified when rent was approaching. Over one hundred people answered your post, most of which were creepy old men, but you had narrowed it down to three individuals who seemed polite through the initial communication. And all were confirmed girls, except one, but again, you weren’t really sure if they were a man or not.

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Yandere dragon x servant darling? The dragon is so old and powerful and has been kept sealed for many years bc no one has managed to kill it but the prince was stupid enough to unleash it hoping it would destroy the enemy kingdom but instead it kidnapped the servant who always came by to clean the room and give it some food

I decided to use Dragon-Shifter!Bakugo for this, if only because it’s my favorite bastard’s birthday and he deserves to wreak a little havoc. I think I just have a soft spot for this Fantasy AU, in general.

TW: Mentions of Death and Imprisonment, Fire, and (Non-Graphic) Violence. 

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The smoke was overwhelming.

The castle had gone up like kindling, despite all its many precautions and safeguards. You were just a servant, voiceless and powerless in the grand scheme of things, but you’d been there when the Prince made his decision. It was one of anger, of hate and frustration and pride, but you could understand the state he must’ve been in. With his army defeated and his enemy marching ever-closer, there wasn’t another choice. He could either release Bakugo, a King among beasts, or scrape together what was left of his forces and pray his surrender would be a shameless one.

Of course, his act of desperation had ended as acts of desperation always do - in screaming and destruction and fire, so much fire. Even in the open courtyard, without a roof to contain the flames and surrounded by untouched flora, the smoke bit at your lungs, permeating every piece of clothing on your body and forcing its way into your eyes, your skin, your head, your mind soon spinning and aching, turning your frantic sprint towards the castle’s gates into a stuttered, lethargic stumble. Clouds of grey obscured your vision, the stench of chemicals and burning stone quickly becoming nauseating, but you knew Bakugo’s rage better than anyone, you knew his hatred better than anyone. He’d been imprisoned far longer than you’d been alive, and rumor had it that he outlived your kingdom in its entirety. Whoever he encountered, friend or foe, would not be treated kindly. They’d be lucky if they lived to tell the tale, honestly.

Thus, the panic that ran through you as you felt a gust of wind flow over you was more than understandable, nearly strong enough to make your knees buckle. You were tempted to stop running, to search for a garden shed or a notch in the brick walls and hide until your blood boiled in your veins, but you bit the inside of your cheek and focused on your target, reminding yourself that the woods less than a hundred paces away would make a much better haven than a fortress already half-burnt to the ground. You were only able to make it a few steps forwards before something massive collapsed to the ground behind you, sending a tremor through the soil and knocking you off balance. You glanced over your shoulder reflexively, equal parts out of confusion and curiosity, but regretted the action the moment your eyes landed on that giant, terrible monster.

You’d seen Bakugo before, but he was chained down, hidden in darkness and made smaller by his captivity. He’d been crushed and barely alive, but he was free, now, his fury blazing and his golden scales catching every ray of light, only muted by the long, pitch-black spikes that jutted out at every odd angle. You gasped, a scream caught in your throat, then cursed, beginning to scramble to your feet, but another small quake forced you to stop, pinning you against the turf as Bakugo edged closer. Still, that did little to disarm the predator. You could only hold your breath as he lowered his head, his neck arching to lower himself to your height, but pain didn’t accompany his approach.

Rather, a weight pressed against your chest, heavy but not oppressive. Hot air fanned over your skin as he exhaled, a flat, reptilian nose pressed against your diaphragm, nudging at nothing in particular, eventually finding its way to your shoulder. Your fear wavered, momentarily replaced with some unnamable, elusive form of bewilderment, and your mind raced to find the logic behind his current tranquility. If he was fond of you, it couldn’t be for any rational reason. You’d cleaned his chamber one or twice a week, mostly when he was unconscious, and you’d fed him every other–

Oh, god. That was it.

You’d fed him.

You’d taken care of a dragon.

Your dread returned suddenly, and you didn’t think before pushing forward with your efforts to writhe your way from underneath him. Bakugo didn’t seem to care for that, pulling back abruptly before snapping forwards, jaw unhinging and rows upon rows of razor-sharp teeth making a drive towards your neck, but by the time you’d shut your eyes and flinched back, you realized the blow would never come. Instead, pointed talons scraped delicately over your scalp, something close to a hand rooting itself in your hair and jerking you upwards, forcing your eyes to open.

You almost choked when you saw the human above you, scales still lining his jaw and gathering somewhere below his chest, every part of him normal save for the fangs poking out from behind his lips and his height, Bakugo managing to tower over you despite hovering less than a hair’s width above your form. Both of you were still, for a moment, quiet and stunned, but you broke the silence, your voice emerging in an airy, absentee mutter. “A shape-shifter,” You mumbled, curling into yourself. “I didn’t think they existed.”

His response came in the form of a grunt, uninviting and nearly inaudible, but he didn’t have to say anything. You knew everything you needed to from his scowl, from the feeling of his eyes prying into your skin as he analyzed and appraised, only pausing to click his tongue and shake his head, as if he was trying to dismiss a bad thought without fully releasing it. When he rose, he did it wordlessly, pushing himself to his feet and taking you by the wrist, his nails cutting harshly into your flesh. He was graceless, as he dragged you forward, letting deny the impulse to run, flee, beg him not to kill you. Not seeming to care for your stupor, Bakugo started towards the castle’s gates, pulling you with him when your legs failed to move. 

Your voice was still weak, but you forced yourself to use it regardless. If only to earn some kind of explanation from the creature in front of you. “I… I’m not going anywhere blindly with you, Bakugo. Tell me where we’re going, or I’m not taking a step.”

“Katsuki,” He corrected, harshly, spitting the name coldly. “Where else? We’re going home.”

You were tempted not to follow. You could scream and struggle and pull yourself from his grasp, and linger to see what was left of your kingdom when the sun came up. But, a wayward glance to your home, your real home, only affirmed that your reward would come in the form of ash and cinder. If not swords and a guillotine, if anyone had seen you survive your encounter unharmed.

So, you cast your gaze downward and grit your teeth, following closely in Bakugo’s tracks.

it will come back [pt. 1] /// Yandere Shigaraki x f!Reader

Summary: You have a bad habit of picking up strays, and the half-dead villain you find bleeding out in a dumpster is no exception. [Part 2]

A/N: Low budget yandere for my greasy king. This concept has definitely been done before, but I couldn’t resist. This is my first non-smut on this acct and I’ll be so sad if it bombs 😭

Title from the Hozier song: “don’t let it in with no intention to keep it / jesus christ, don’t be kind to it / oh honey don’t feed it / it will come back.”

Tags/warnings: light yandere, minor injury, angst, Shiggy likes you, reader needs a friend and a good night’s sleep. [In later parts but not in this one: violence, sex, more yandere, 18+]

You’ve always had a soft spot for strays. Maybe that’s why you became an ER nurse—from the first abandoned puppy you brought home as a kid to the patients you refuse to give up on even when it looks hopeless, you’ve never been able to turn a blind eye when something needs your help. Sometimes (times like this) you wish you knew better. It’s hard enough to take care of yourself these days.

Today’s shift was…what, 16 hours? 17? The 20-minute walk from the bus stop to your apartment building feels like it takes twice that long in the rain. God, you need a shower. And a decent night’s sleep, preferably for at least 12 hours. Tomorrow’s your day off, and you’re ready to take advantage of it the best way you know how: Netflix, soju, and your favorite vibrator. But tonight? As soon as you’re clean, you’re going to pig out on leftovers and collapse into the bed that’s the only halfway nice piece of furniture in your shithole apartment. You really do deserve a break; you’ve earned it.

Unfortunately, as usual, the universe has other plans.

You hear him before you see him: wheezing, choked breaths, like someone’s trying to breathe with an anvil on their chest. You’re not quite out of nurse mode so your mind starts trying to diagnose the issue before you even register what you’re hearing. Fluid in the lungs, possibly blood. That hacking isn’t good. Broken ribs? Definitely bruised. But probably not a puncture…

The breathing is coming from down an alley next to your building. It’s dark enough that you can’t see from the street what’s making the noise. And you’re not a fool, you know it’s a bad idea to walk down pitch-black alleys late at night, especially in this area—a neighborhood you’re living in by necessity, because it’s the only place cheap enough for you to get by. But the coughing…it just sounds so awful. It sounds like it hurts.

Your phone’s already in your hand with 119 dialed and ready to call (standard practice when you’re walking home by yourself), but you turn the flashlight on and shine it down the alleyway. “Hello? Anyone there?”

Nothing responds, but you can still hear the breathing. You step in a little deeper, swinging your light from side to side and looking over the heaps of trash bags overflowing from the dumpster. The raindrops make clicking sounds as they hit the plastic, and you can hear gurgling from a rain spout down the side of the building, but the wheezing doesn’t stop.

One more step. And then one more. You wish there was something you could do to make the splash of your rain boots in the puddles a little less loud. Something about this situation—the rain, the dark, the flat grey light from your cellphone, and that horrible hacking breath—it makes you feel like you’re walking into a horror movie. But you don’t stop walking.

The hacking is coming from a man propped up on the wall between a few XL bags of trash. The black outfit he’s wearing almost blends into the bags, but a mop of grey-blue hair gives him away. His head is slumped onto his chest, and if he’s conscious he doesn’t show it. “Hello?” you ask again, even less confident that you’re going to get a response.

No answer.

The smell of garbage is…ugh…hard to ignore, but on top of it is an oppressive stench of copper coming from the man passed out in the trash. You kneel down to get a better look and yep, he’s covered in blood. It’s hard to make out in the low light, but there’s a trio of long gashes in the man’s abdomen, cutting apart the skin and flesh so deep you can see traces of a slim layer of yellow fat between all the inky clotted blood. It looks like he was attacked by an animal. Or someone with an animal quirk. There are a lot of villains in this neighborhood.

And the coughing…definitely internal injuries. Whoever this guy is, he needs treatment. You hold up your phone to hit the call button on your pre-dialed 119—

“Don’t.” The voice is a growl, low and surprisingly firm despite the scratchiness. You jerk back and clutch your phone to your chest, caught off guard not just by the interruption but by the intensity of the face glaring up at yours.

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get it | bakugou katsuki

genre: smut / characters are 18+/university [WRITTEN IN MY AGE GROUP 18/19] this has: ns//fw !<(block that tag if that isn’t your fancy!)

no one look for me after I post this, I am passing away!

pairing: bakugou katsuki x fem! reader

summary: kaminari is tired of hearing his friend get off. so he comes to the conclusion, that bakugou needs to get IT. 

word count: 2,163

“I think you should let Bakugou smash for his birthday tomorrow.”

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Someone Entirely New - Masterlist

Midoriya Izuku x Reader

Status: Complete!

Warnings: emotional abuse, toxic relationships, underage drinking, toxic parents, mentions/threats/descriptions of injuries and violence, sexual references, stalking, references to drug abuse/addiction

Summary: Y/N is tired of constantly holding themselves back for the sake of someone who barely gives anything in return. When their boyfriend takes things too far, they decide they’ve had enough. It’s time to leave behind the dead weight and reinvent themselves, with the help of some old friends—and a few new ones, too.

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Epilogue

Breaking Expectations

— when you transfer into the hero course for your second year, you have a lot of expectations regarding your soon-to-be classmates. of all the people to not meet your expectations, bakugou katsuki ranks number one, but you find that you aren’t disappointed in the slightest

PARING: bakugou katsuki x reader WORD COUNT: 1,852 WARNINGS: bakugou swears like the bakuhoe he is

A/N: my first one shot 🥺🥺 i really wanted to write something cute and fluffy and angst free for once, i hope i did okay!! warming myself up for opening up requests !

Part 2

You weren’t sure what you expected when you transferred into the hero course, but somehow befriending the hot-headed Bakugou Katsuki hadn’t even been within the realm of possibilities. You respected his undeniable power, but his personality left much to be desired. You, like the rest of the school outside of the hero course, believed he was nothing more than a feral child with a superiority complex. All you had ever heard about him was how angry he was and how poorly he treated everyone around him. Hell, the guy called his best friend “shitty hair” for crying out loud. It left you feeling not as excited as you should have been when you found out you were transferring into Class 2-A.

Your first interaction with the angry boy left you wondering just how much of the rumours you’d heard had been just that; rumours. You thought for sure he was going to yell at you when you’d been thrown into him during hero training, but he’d simply helped you steady your footing and told you to be more careful. His tone always held a note of anger, you’d found, but the way he helped you and proceeded to back you up during the exercise left you feeling like you’d completely misjudged him. 

You couldn’t shake the guilt at how poorly you’d originally viewed him, so you approached him later that day in the dorms. Thankfully, he was by himself, sitting on the sofa scrolling through his social media. You weren’t sure how you’d have spoken to him if other people were around. 

Still, you weren’t sure how to start the conversation. He very clearly didn’t want to be disturbed, but he was out in the communal living space, so surely he expected to be disturbed? You stood there like an idiot for several long seconds, agonising over how to begin, but once again, he surprised you. 

“Don’t stand there all day,” he growled out, flicking his crimson eyes up at you. “Couches are free real estate. Don’t need my permission to sit your ass down.” He returned his attention back to his phone.

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Watch closely

A/N: Since tumblr is being a bitch again and won’t let me add the “read more” option, I have to post this separately from the request… hope it’s okay @bnhalovelies ! btw this request has me breathing heavily, it’s lowkey highkey hot!

Pairing: Endeavor x reader x Hawks

Rating: SMUT

Summary: Endeavor showing Hawks how to properly fuck a woman

Warnings: 18+! Sir-kink, cum play, slapping your ass, rough sex, curse words

Words: 3.1k

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“Do you need anything else, Sir?” You asked politely, looking at both men with a sweet smile on your lips. “No, that should be enough y/n. I’ll call you when we need something.” He dismissed you, turning his gaze back the the man in front of him. Hawks’ half lidded eyes watched your figure, chin lazily propped on his hand, smiling at you absentmindedly. As you turned around to leave, his eyes moved lower, smile getting brighter as he watched the show in front of him. “Hawks?” Endeavor snarled, teeth clenching. Slowly the blonde turned back to him, still smiling. “Yeah?” “Did you just… Tch. Nothing.” The other just growled, letting the topic die before it even started. “What did you even wanted to talk about, Hawks?” The red haired male asked, watching the hero in front of him closely. “Back to business, huh? Is it that odd that I just like spending time with you?” The blonde grinned. “Most likely.” The other answered simply. “You know… You’re really a lucky man, Endeavor.” The winged hero started, taking food from the plates in front of him. “Being successful, having your own agency with many sidekicks… and a beautiful secretary.” He grinned, then stuffing the food into his mouth. “I guess.” Endeavor just grumbled in return. “Have you ever thought about her… you know… in a different way?” these words made the flame hero look at the male across the table. “In what way?” He wanted to confirm if his assumptions were right. “Have you ever thought about fucking her?” Hawks grinned at the other, seeing the slight pink that painted his cheeks, which wasn’t really from embarrassment, more from lust. His member started to react at this thought, getting harder and pressing against the fabric angrily, wanting to be freed.

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make it fit

— Your sex life with your emotionally stunted boyfriend has always been good, but not great. But practice makes perfect - even if it means accidentally making your boyfriend cum in his pants to realize that your power roles have been wrong this entire time. —

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pairing: bakugou katsuki x fem!reader

warnings: smut, 18+, cursing, fem!dom, sub!bakugou, bondage, sensory deprivation, spanking, pegging, sounding, slight degradation, oral

word count: 8,464

a/n: happy motherfucking birthday to my birthday triplet, @lady-bakuhoe​!!!! jo i love you so much and well I decided to hell with it, Imma try to give you the subby bakugou you deserve. I hope you had an amazing day today and know youre one year more hotter than the last!!!! continue writing with that amazing talent you have, and I hope you enjoy!!!

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When you said you were a virgin before getting with Bakugou Katsuki, you meant it.

Your experience outside of the large and rather aggressive blond was limited. You had your crushes, your significant others, and the random people you’ve made out with. Each and every instance in which you would join with another never made it past a brush against the other’s lips and the occasional press of tongues. 

It did not surprise you in the slightest bit that Bakugou Katsuki — Ground Zero — was also a virgin. At least, it made sense since he was always working and said he’s kissed fewer people than he had quirks. The relationship the two of you had was quite educational on many levels, and it shocked you how intense and amazing it was given that it held so many firsts for the two of you.

But if you were being honest — brutally honest — you weren’t happy with one part of your life with him. Your sex life was, by all means, healthy. The two of you typically screwed like bunnies in heat whenever you had the time, and even when there wasn’t time, you found a way. But there was something off. No matter how fast, how strong, his hips snapped into you, no matter how far he stretched your legs or made you beg for his cock, it felt off. 

There was no reason for it to feel wrong! After all, he did leave you feeling like your body was made of putty! However, you could not shake the feeling that there was something off, that there was something terribly wrong with the two of you fucking like this, but you couldn’t figure out for the life of you what exactly was wrong.

However, it was not the time to think about this, no, not at all.

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Buckle Up

pairing: bakugou katsuki x fem!reader

warning: road head, cursing

word count: 3,000

a/n: I was supposed to write this when I was having a denied writers block, but here we are out of it and able to write what i was supposed to!!!! enjoy!!!! also you wanted to be tagged in this @lady-bakuhoe, so good morning jo!!!

edit: ROAD HEAD IS DANGEROUS PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DO NOT ATTEMPT IRL IF YOU WANNA SUCK DICK ON THE ROAD PULL OVER TO THE SIDE!!!!!!! NO HORNINESS IS WORTH DEATH!!!!!

Synopsis: On your way for a weekend getaway, Bakugou is having trouble staying awake, and you have an unconventional way at waking him up.

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“Are they really fucking sleeping right now?”

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Proximity

(Bakugou x f!Reader)

Summary: Bakugou struggles to deal with a physically affectionate classmate Length: ~900 TW: Bakugou has the emotional intelligence of a sandbag A/N: I originally wrote this with an OC in mind, but I figured it’s generic enough to share. This is the first thing I’ve written in about a year, so plz be kind 🥺 Take care friends! 🥰❤️

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She was always touching him. 

He hated it.

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Eren x Reader x Armin

Style: X reader

Rating: M

Starring: You.

I’m uploading this here ONLY because it was deleted from deviantart because I put a moderate sexual content warning instead of a strict one. *Sigh*. I was really happy with people’s positive feedback as well. Oh well. Whoever bothers to read, enjoy two cuties showing their loves for you ;)

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Things were stressful, the air was tense, everyone in the mess hall was trying to do things to take their minds off of their training. Furthermore, things were about to get heavy and serious the next day and you all knew it. The usual occurrences played on throughout the tables of friends in groups, people laughed and some shook in fear. From beside you, Sasha was eating greedily and Christa was being doted upon by Ymir. It wasn’t a shock either to see Jean making an advance on Mikasa, after all thinking practically on his feet wasn’t Jean in a nutshell. But her rejection tonight of all nights sent him into a frenzy, you’d watched from your seat as he’d quickly gathered the blind courage to ask at least another two girls in training if they’d join him that night, and only one had truly got it. Jean wasn’t a pervert, he was just blunt. The truth was, this taught air was half fear for tomorrow, and half blatant sexual tension. Every guy had been deprived of sex for god knew how long; unless they were willing to look within their own party, or were Armin, who likely had knowledge upon the subject but only in the scientific manner. You turned your head to face said blonde, as he studied the book he was reading intensely, trying to ignore the conversation on the table behind him pertaining to how long exactly certain guys had gone without. You couldn’t help but smile a little. Something about that boys innocence made you curious as to how much he was truly knowledgable about; and how much he’d be willing to share with you. You and Armin were close in a friends manner, but you found yourself a little bit compromised by his consistent flocking to Eren. It made it very difficult to talk to the blonde without being interrupted. You were also sure that Eren didn’t like you around Armin, you’d found that he was somewhat protective of his best friend. You watched as Eren grinned down at Armin, and then Armin stood up; following him happily into their shared room. “Why are you staring at those two? The conversation is more interesting over there,” Ymir leaned over Sasha to grab your attention, and you snapped out of your daze long enough to smile a little in response. “I now know that Jean likes dark hair, and has a terrible sex life,” Sasha stated, adding onto the conversation. “I also know that if he doesn’t get any soon, he’s going to pretend that Armin is a girl.” You let out an ‘oh’ of understanding. That must have been why Eren took Armin out of the room so hurriedly. “Jean got what he wanted in the end though, see?” Christa smiled happily as she pointed to a dark haired girl who was just now leaving the room with said male. “I think it’s honest of him. After all, men do have sex drives that are quite high, it would stress them out if they didn’t release it every now and then.” “Well well, what makes you so knowledgable about male sex-drives Christa?” Ymir smiled almost condescendingly at the blonde, and lazily draped an arm over her shoulder. “You should forget it all anyway, you won’t need to worry about what men want after you marry me.” Christa blushed deeply and you managed a nervous chuckle, though your eyes fell on the doorway that lead to the male dorms. “Do you think Eren is into that kind if stuff?” You asked, tilting your head in question, your (h/c) hair splashed against your cheek as you did so, and Sasha hummed in thought. Before she could get an answer in, you heard a rather deadpan voice behind you. “No.” You turned around abruptly to see Mikasa, who was all but glaring at the four of you for even having this conversation. “Oh… Okay,” you shrugged indifferently, but Ymir let out a laugh and then shook her head. “Mikasa you’re probably right, though. Eren probably has a sex drive, but doesn’t release his frustrations.” “Ah! So that’s why he’s shouting all of the time?” You ask, turning towards Mikasa, who had sat down with the rest if you and now looked thoughtful herself. “Eren wouldn’t take anything from a girl just to release his own frustrations, he’s not like that,” Mikasa spoke, and Sasha nodded. “That’s right, I think Eren is an honest boy.” She said, “I asked for his bread the other day and he told me I could have it, but he also told me that he wasn’t eating it because he’d dropped it on the floor.” “Ah, I’m guessing you ate it anyway,” Christa giggled, and whilst they began to tease Sasha, you kept your eyes on the empty doorway. “I’m curious to ask those two, now,” you sighed. “Then, ask,” Mikasa stated flatly, though she did place her slender hand upon your shoulder. “But, tell me everything that Eren says.” You smiled happily and stood up, slowly making your way towards the boys dorms. It wasn’t that you were nervous about talking to Eren, more so talking to Eren about it in front of Armin. That kid could either be so naive or so tainted with knowledge that he held more intelligence of the subject than any other. The latter being the unexpected truth that you were ironically, anticipating. That way the conversation wouldn’t be so awkward, after all. However when you stepped towards the entry of Eren and Armin’s room, you heard quiet voices that made you stop in your tracks. “If you ever want to touch someone or get rid of your stress for a bit, I can teach you how to do it.” “W-wait, you mean using me?” That question was totally ignored. “I hope you won’t let any of those older guys touch you, Armin,” Eren’s voice was stern, and it was followed by a much gentler voice. “I wouldn’t! I wouldn’t let anyone touch me,” he stated nervously, and you had to smile before entering the room. Eren was super protective of Armin, you’d go as far as to say that he may even be possessive of him. Both heads turned from their position facing each other on the bed towards you, Eren’s expression was akin to a glare however Armin’s was soft and almost relieved. “_____,” he smiled at you happily. “What is it you’d like?” “Well…” You shut the door behind you, tentatively taking a step forwards before you weren’t far from the edge of the bed. “With all the conversation going on out there, we were wondering… What do you two do to… Well….” You couldn’t finish, but Eren was now looking at you in somewhat shock, somewhat disgust. “You want to know what we do when we want to have sex?” Eren asked. Armin blushed at the outright forwardness his best friend offered you, and you nodded eagerly, too oblivious to understand any repercussions. “I was just about to teach Armin, actually,” Eren’s expression softened, before it turned into a rather dark smirk; “maybe you can help me?” Now, you weren’t an idiot. However, you didn’t quite understand Eren’s motive, after all, you were simply curious. People treated you somewhat along the same lines as Armin, innocent, with knowledge that perhaps you only shared when you were around those closest to you. Eren and you were not close at all. It was safe to say that you had a playful rivalry with him. “Sure,” you smiled rather obviously, before you made your way to the bed and sat down beside Eren, so that the three of you were sitting in a circle upon the sheets. Eren looked at you for a moment, almost in shock, before he turned to Armin, and smiled as he went on; “So this is the female form, Armin.” “I know what the female form is Eren,” Armin stated flatly. “But you’ve seen it in books. Do you know how it responds to things?” You blinked at the brunette questioningly, as did Armin, who’s eyebrows knitted closer in confusion. It wasn’t until Eren shuffled himself behind you, and pulled you in between his legs, pressing your back to his chest as he wrapped his arms around you - that you realised that something was up. However now that his arms were locked around your waist, you couldn’t move. “E-Eren?” You questioned, tilting your head up to try and see him. Said brunette responded by muttering a quick; “sorry about this”, before he let his left hand glide up your shirt. Your eyes widened, and as a matter of fact so did Armin’s; the blonde was blushing furiously as he shook his head; “Eren! Stop that!” But Eren’s cold hand slid up over your skin, and slowly it pushed up the bottom wiring of your bra until it gripped clumsily onto your left breast, you could feel the young boys breath against your neck and shoulder, there was an enormous amount of heat radiating from him and it made you quiver as his calloused finger tips pressed against your bare skin. “I’m just teaching you, Armin. Besides, ________ gave me permission, isn’t that right, _______?” You wanted to shake your head and say no… But the realisation suddenly dawned upon you, that you were so sexually deprived as well, that you didn’t hate this. And as his fore finger and thumb pinched the already hardening bud on your chest, you let out a whimper of both surprise and pleasure, that made Armin’s blush deeper. “She’s hurt!” Armin protested, “Eren stop it!” However as he was about to reach out to grab Eren’s arm and yank it from your shirt, Eren shook his head. “It doesn’t hurt, does it, _____?” The way he was saying your name… Like he thought he owned you, despite the fact that you could feel the young boys growing need against your backside, made you tremble in delight and distaste, the mixture dwelled perfectly in the pit if your stomach. “N-no…” You managed to mumble, “It feels… It feels good.” Armin’s arm retracted shakily, and Eren soon lifted that half of your shirt to expose your body to the blonde, though it was dark, there was a small amount of moonlight seeping in through the windows, and a lamp that hung by the door, that coloured your skin a slight orange tinge. Eren hummed in approval from behind you, and his green eyes lifted to that of his friends. Armin couldn’t look away, and part of knowing that he couldn’t made you proud. You liked Armin a lot… Though it made you self conscious that both boys were looking at your body so openly (in which you were sure was flawed compared to Mikasa’s whom they’d likely grown up with) it made you proud that Eren only grew harder behind you. “See how it got hard when I touched it?” Eren asked Armin, his eyes on your breast as he continued to fondle it, you could only attempt to hold back whimpers and slight moans as Eren kept on talking, like this was nothing. “Why don’t you touch here too, Armin? And I’ll show you something else interesting.” Armin looked at you questioningly, worry flashing in his large eyes, though you managed a dishevelled smile to reassure him. “It’s o…okay.” You couldn’t believe you were allowing this, but you were already starting to feel the effects, and you couldn’t help but brave yourself for the blondes curious fingertips. However, Eren shook his head as Armin moved his hand closer. “Why don’t you try using your mouth? Then you’d understand better, and faster.” Eren’s voice was also somewhat nervous. Though it stayed calm and cool, you could hear his control being swept away with every movement and jerk your body made. As soon as Armin saw you quiver he seemed to abruptly forget about permission, as straddled your upper thighs, you also forgot about anybody else’s reactions and feelings but your own. The boys mouth enclosed around the perked bud, and his tongue swooped over it suddenly, causing you to let out a mewl of approval. You lifted your hand, wanting to place it against Armin’s neck but instead the blonde lifted his hand and thread his fingers through yours, mainly to give himself balance as his tongue and curious fingers worked over your upper body, sliding over your skin smoothly, chaste yet needy touches covered your skin with tingles. “Good…” Eren’s voice practically purred in your ear as he praised Armin’s efforts, and Armin let out a small moan of his own against your skin as his mouth travelled upwards, and he sucked against the skin on your collar bone, leaving what would surely be a hickey the next day. Meanwhile, you hadn’t stopped wondering what Eren was doing with his hands, one arm still held you around your waist, though the other hand slid down from your exposed upper body, and landed on the crotch of your shorts. Slowly, he managed to tug them down, and Armin lifted himself so that you could kick them the rest of the way off of your legs; revealing your (f/c) panties (you considered them lucky but also thought dumb of yourself to think so). Eren’s fingers traced the outside of your core through the thin fabric, and rubbed slowly against your opening, Eren would hum or let out a shaky yet pleased breath whenever your body jerked into his finger. You were sure by now the wetness you were experiencing was well seeping through the thin material. You must have been right, because Eren snickered, before addressing Armin. “Armin, look at this.” Armin’s tongue detached from the nipple of your right breast this time, and he leaned back, following Eren’s gaze to the damp outside of your panties, where your inner thighs trembled in anticipation. “W-what…” Armin started to ask about what was going on, but instead his dainty fingers traced the upper side of your panties, his finger brushing against your clit accidentally. Your body jerked with the sensitive touch, and Armin looked up at you with his worried expression, though Eren’s chuckle was enough to egg him on. “______, you got wet fast, didn’t you?” He murmured into your ear, and you couldn’t help but emit an attempted growl at the brunette. “Like you can talk,” you muttered, but your eyes were focused on Armin, who was on auto pilot now. His focus on your face and body was uncanny as two of his fingers rubbed harder against your clit, wanting to get that same reaction again, it caused your body to writhe as you felt pleasure sweep over your body, incoherent mumbles escaped your lips  in between soft moans; and finally you couldn’t take it any more, Eren’s teasing rubbing at your entrance alongside Armin’s finger work was driving you insane, you longed for the flesh on flesh contact. “T-take them off already!” You protested, your cheeks heating up with the bold words that escaped your lips. Armin drew his fingers back when suddenly Eren let go of you, and he gently lay your head back against the pillow, standing up from the bed and rounding your body to sit beside Armin, who had his arms on either side of your hips, and was trying to hide his face by looking down. “Is this fun, Armin? Isn’t her body pretty?” Eren asked, and you were sure he was mocking you, except Armin let out a shy; “beautiful,” underneath his breath in response. Your sides erupted with butterflies and emotions dwelled within you that fueled your carnal need for a releasing human touch, so when Eren nudged Armin aside and lifted your legs over his shoulders, you didn’t hesitate or try to shove him away, instead you delighted as his tongue met your core and entered you slowly, before retrieving and expertly working over your need. Armin just watched with a trembling body as your back arched. “U-use your fingers again… A-Armin…” You mumbled between moans and gasps for air. Armin didn’t hesitate to oblige, however his eyes stayed on you as you tried to cover most of your upper body, his finger once again began to work over your clit with just the right amount of pressure. The latter, and the fact that Eren’s tongue was driving you crazy, slowly pushed you to the edge, and with a half-hearted warning that you were cumming, you let your orgasm wash over your body, your hips raising a little as you let out a final whimper of pleasure. Eren’s tongue retracted and he sat up, you expected him to be smirking but he lift Armin’s clumsy hand away from you, and stared at you with cloudy eyes.  "I thought I’d be able to control myself, since I didn’t think these things were ever going to be so fun, but…“ Eren suddenly undid the lacing that made up his belt, and your eyes widened as you realised that he was actually going to go all the way with you - someone who you were sure he didn’t actually care about, but now your expectations were compromised. "E-Eren - what are you doing?!” Armin placed a hand on the brunette’s shoulder, he wasn’t stupid, he understood what Eren was going to do, however only for the purpose of making babies, not for fun. “Trust me, Armin. I know what I’m doing,” Eren spoke through gritted teeth as he grabbed your legs and roughly tugged them around his waist, the tip of his member prodded against your slick entrance greedily, and your eyes rolled over to the blonde, the boy that you actually liked most out of the two. Armin looked almost upset, not quite sad or worried anymore, but his mouth was pressed to a tight line, and his eyes downcast to your body once more. “F-fine,” he muttered distastefully, and it was the first time you’d seen Armin so apprehensive with something. Your stomach flipped, but before you could call out to the blonde you felt Eren enter you with one gusty swoop, and you had to cover your mouth with your hands short of letting out a scream-like moan. “E-Eren!” You protested, your insides tightening around him as you grew used to such a sensation. Eren throbbed inside of you, he held himself still for a moment as a soft mutter of your name left his lips. Your head tilted back and your spine arched, his size wasn’t hard to get used to but it was exactly simply done either. Your eyes stung with both embarrassed and pain-induced tears, and your hand reached out to Armin, who kept his eyes averted. Eren ignored his best friend completely, it was like he was now so taken over by lust and want for you that there was nothing else around him. He pulled out of you teasingly, his own strength wavering as he failed to act cool about this part of Armin’s 'lesson in the female form’, and instead he quickly thrust back inside, his hips lolling against yours as he let out a shaky breath. “Sh…shit… I can’t hold back…” He realised suddenly, and you wrapped yor legs tighter around his waist, holding him inside you for moment as your fingers made a grab at his hair. Eren let out a 'ugh’ of annoyance as you forced him to look at you, pulling on a bunch of his dark strands, and your (e/c) eyes stared straight into his glazed green orbs, before you loosened your grip with your legs. “Don’t hold back then, Eren,” you managed a tired smirk, and he didn’t hesitate to oblige. He started off slowly, thrusting with just enough forced to run up against your insides and make you whine; before Eren’s hands found your waist and he began to pound into you mercilessly, he’d already found that one spot and you held him in place with your legs, each thrust hit perfectly. Your eyes squeezed shut as both of your voices hit the emptiness of the space around the room, it wasn’t until you felt a coldness of fingers against your chest and then a slick warmth; that your eyes snapped open, and within all the haze of Eren’s thrusts, you realised Armin was once again attacking you chest, his tongue enclosed around your nipple once more as he more confidently and almost aggressively began to bite and suck at your skin. Your hand travelled over his back, eager fingers bunching into the blonde locks as your pulled him down harder against your chest, your need for another release grew great and strong, though suddenly your body stopped moving, and you mind formed an idea as you propped yourself up on your elbows. “E-Eren… S-stop!” You protested, and you were pleasantly surprised when your pleasure subsided as Eren’s thrusts slowed down, and you felt him pull out of you altogether. You whined at the sudden loss of flesh, however when Armin too moved back, you understood that you’d been the one to ask for the cease in movement, and slowly you pulled your weakened body up into a kneeling position, you faced Armin blankly, before you placed a hand against his chest, and gently pushed him down. You fell onto your hands and knees as Armin with a surprised noise fell onto his back and you loomed over the blonde, before smiling a little. “Can I?” You asked, mimicking Armin’s earlier question for permission towards you, and as your hand rubbed over the bulge in the boys pants, you felt arms wrap around your waist again from behind. “A-Armin… Let her…____…” Eren mumbled your name out of context as he pressed a kiss to the skin on your lower back, and you shivered; you could hear the anticipation to continue in his voice, whilst your eyes wandered over Armin’s body hungrily. “O-of course, but what… What’re you…” Armin was cut short because, the permission was all you needed, with one movement of your hand you had his fly undone and you’d tugged his underwear down, revealing his hardened and needy length. “_____, wait - ” Armin’s started his protest again, however you ignored it to envelope the tip into your hot mouth, ignoring Eren completely as the brunette decided he couldn’t wait for you anymore. He lift your hips again, his time entering you from behind, and before long he was once against sheathed within the heat. “M-mnn… You’re… even tighter from b-behind…” He hissed as his nails dug into your sides, you could feeling his forehead against your back as your mouth worked over Armin’s length, Eren was trying desperately to stay in control of his release, and when he found the control, he began to move again. Before long he was rolling his hips back and forward aggressively, his voice coming out in pants, your own moans got lost on Armin’s flesh as your hand gripped the base of his erection and you pumped him as you took in as much of it as you could into your mouth. Armin subconsciously began to buck his hips upwards in search of more heat, you had to pull back a bit for air, though you couldn’t help but love the noises escaping the sweet boys mouth as he gripped your hair shyly, pulling you back down. Between Eren’s thrusts and Armin’s voice, you found yourself again being pushed to the edge, this time your body gave no warning as your mouth was occupied, but what drove you over the edge was Armin’s soft voice, and Eren’s husky sweet nothings. “____…” Your name escaped the blondes lips a few times, before his hips raised more frantically; “I’m gonna… Gonna come…” Near about there as Eren continued to push himself in and out of you with perfect aim, going deeper and deeper inside you each time; is where your body again lost control, and as Armin released into your mouth, Eren hit that spot perfectly, your inner walls tightened against the brunette’s length, causing his thrusts to become more erratic as he neared his own end, and just as you came down from your high, you felt him release inside of you, his thrusts becoming slower and more erratic as he rode out his orgasm. As soon as he had caught his breath and pulled out of you, you swallowed Armin’s own release, wiping the excess off of your chin with your hand. Slowly - and in a chaste manner - you crawled your trembling and half naked body over the blonde, who looked up as you loomed over him, staring at you as if you were something incredible. Your words were lost in breaths for air, and you collapsed down onto Armin’s chest, his arms wrapped around your upper body as you pressed yourself against him. Next, Eren, with his pants done up once more, shuffled to lay down beside the two of you, the top of his head level to Armin’s shoulder. You stared at him blankly, your face flushed, and you couldn’t help but smile at the blush that’d finally caught up to him. “Eren, you’re a… A really good teacher,” you smirked playfully, to which the brunette smiled tiredly, and his eyes closed slowly. His hand slid over your waist, he lazily draped his arm there in a movement of sleepy affection and Armin glanced down at the two of you, Eren eye level with you, and you yourself, nuzzling into the small blonde’s chest happily. “Yeah… I learned a lot,” he chuckled lightly, his voice fading as your thoughts began to return to you. Well, the first thing you considered was Mikasa’s words; “Tell me everything that Eren says”. The next thing that somewhat puzzled you before you drifted off slowly was; “so what the heck do I tell her?”

A/N: this is a nsfw collab done by writers on the discord server all because we were talking about sitting on people’s faces on day and these people were nice enough to go with it when I suggested that we do it as a collab. All of the posts are linked down below so do go read them all, they’re all absolutely wonderful^^

Description: You were a popular camgirl and when the streaming service came to you asking you to sit on the face of whoever won their charity gaming tournament as a pize, you had no clue who it would be and what to expect.

Characters included: Amajiki, Bakugou, Hawks, Midoriya, Monoma, Rappa, Kaminari, Sero, Shindou, Shinsou, Todoroki, Togata, Toshinori, Utsushimi 

You stared at the screen at the top of your bedside table. They were supposed to contact you 5 minutes ago and you still haven’t got the message you had been waiting for.

Sensing your own nerve building up, you sighed. Why did you let them convince you that sitting on a stranger’s face would be a good idea? You had bit of a following on the cam show platform but when the company itself came to you saying that they want your help with a charity, pitching the idea that the chance to have you sitting on their face would be the grand prize for whoever won in this charity gaming tournament, you really didn’t think that it would be much appeal. However, they did say that all proceeds from the sponsors would be donated to a charity you supported wholeheartedly, so you agreed.

Imagine the shook you experienced when the company called you after the sign up went live that the number of participants went over the expected amount.

Now you were alone in the hotel room that the company set up for you, waiting for whoever the winner was to arrive. You watched the live stream of the game, but seeing a string of letters that didn’t give out much information appear at the top of the ranking wasn’t much. The idea that you would get intimate with the person behind that username you saw was only starting to settle in.

You wondered what they would be like.

The sudden beep of your phone startled you, making you aware of how anxious, but also excited you were about this whole thing. 

Oh god, it really is happening.

“They are coming up to your room now.”

Who was the lucky winner who got to spend the night with you?

(links are being added as everyone’s post their fic^^)

Amajiki Tamaki

Hawks

Midoriya Izuku

Monoma Neito

Rappa

Sero Hanta

Shindou Yo

Shinsou Hitoshi

Todoroki Shouto

Togata Mirio

Toshinori Yagi

Utsuhimi Camie

Cosplay goals

Shigaraki Tomura x Reader x Amajiki Tamaki

You said it couldn’t be done? Nothing is impossible and so on your birthday I give you this @katsukisprincess   Happy birthday Sky ^.^ 

Warings: Sexy time actions, quirkless gamer au, many gaming puns, Loosely based off of the actual GamerCon in San Diego.  

“N-no leave it on.”

You were ecstatic, basking in the middle of it all. Colorful screens, sounds of bullets being fired, hundreds of people congregated together to play, speak and have fun. You were at GamerCon! One of the most anticipated events by many die hard gamers and cosplayers. You had just received your NPC badge for the event. It didn’t matter that this was your fifth year volunteering, you still felt as excited as you did the first year. 

As a fresh faced noob at the con you were a bit shy but now you greeted all of your ‘Boss Monster’s’ and fellow NPC’s with a grin and a twirl. Why a twirl? Because after asking the head up’s all year you had finally been given permission to cosplay on the job. Everyone told you that you had done a fantastic job and as you continued walking around the Con people had stopped you asking for a picture. 

“Oh my gosh! It’s BaniKuin! Can I take a picture of you!” You couldn’t deny the geeks now could you? You were dressed as BaniKuin one of the many playable characters in a new CVG. The FPS game had blown up the first year it came out  and you were a die hard fan of it. You had spent a lot of money trying to perfect the costume you wore and you were extremely proud of it. Hell you looked exactly like the final boss, well post transformation….

You were on cloud nine and the costume wasn’t the only reason why. This year two of your favorite gamer’s were going to attend. And, you had begged to be assigned to the area they would be at. And the golden dragon seemed to smile upon you that day as ‘access was granted’. Shigaraki and Amajiki, both Japanese gamers and both very attractive. But you didn’t fangirl over them only due to their aesthetically pleasing appearance but because they were incredible. 

Shigaraki was the older of the pro-gaming duo. He had a very tragic past and poured his heart into gaming so much so that he was now living off playing games. He was constantly bullied over his skin condition and over the fact that he had only played video games. You admired how he told the world ‘fuck you’ and continued to pursue what had become his passion. 

Amajiki was the younger of the two being just as socially awkward as his senior. He was a cute man who loved fantasy and rpg’s. He was just a normal shy teen when he met Shigaraki. Apparently he was dragged to a gaming event by one of his friends and when a competition broke out his friend shoved him saying “Tamaki could beat him no problem!” Shigaraki wasn’t amused but he was impressed by his skill and soon after reached out to him to play the most popular MOBA game in the world. After that they just started to game together.

You liked to think it was because they both found comfort in having someone just as awkward around. You loved them both they were so real and Incredible. You binged there channel whenever you had free time. You loved watching Shigaraki destroy his enemies and Amajiki’s walkthroughs were a lifesaver when you were stuck in a game. You were the one who anonymously suggested they have the video of the start of their partnership on their front page…. You squealed when they actually did it. 

And as if they couldn’t get even more amazing they both got into ‘Freedom Sky’! They zoomed through the gamemode and quickly rose ranks in the multiplayer part of the game. The game was one they both enjoyed and usually played together. You thought the video of there first time playing it was cute. Shigaraki was vehemently against playing something that sounded so cute but once the disk was in his third eye was wide open. 

The game was utter madness and violence. It was just enough gore to get Shigaraki grinning. That and you had screenshot the part in which Amajiki got competitive his eyebrows furrowing into a glare, his tongue darting out to lick at his dry lips as he crushed monster after monster. Your favorite part was when Shigaraki paused the game and looked over at Amajiki “I didn’t think you’d be into a game like this.” Amajiki’s response was more than enough to heat up your face and make your coochie tingle. “There’s a lot about me you don’t know.” and, he had the sexiest smirk on his face as he noticed his kills were higher than Shigaraki. 

Damn you really loved them. Hell if it wasn’t for you getting tipped off that they were going to attend you would have never cosplayed as their favorite character. Yes BaniKuin was one of the only characters they both liked. Usually their taste differed in characters but when she came out as the final boss in the game play they lost it. Amajiki’s jaw dropped at the incredible graphics the character was gorgeous the long bunny ears perched on her head making her look incredibly fragile and innocent. Hell she even came in a flurry of butterflies. 

Shigaraki wasn’t that impressed thinking that a cute girl as the final boss wasn’t fitting for the gruesome game. Well that was until he had his ass handed to him by the queen. She wrecked them easily dismembering them. The you lost screen flashed across the screen millions of times and Shigaraki became obsessed with defeating her. When he succeeded… “Ha! Take that you bunny bitch! Choke on my fucking cock hoe you just lost! Now release all the BunkinS!” Needless to say this made Amajiki wheeze and soon their gaming room was filled with BaniKuin merch.

Your heart pounded in your chest as you walked to the table where they sat. There they were all in their amazing glory. Shigaraki had a bored look on his face, his head resting on his hand as he looked over the various fans. Whenever someone came up he’d swiftly check them out before signing whatever it was they brought. Amajiki had a permanent blush on his face as people tried flirting with him, his signature shakey. He never got over the fact that they were quite popular. Taking in a deep breath you walked closer to their ‘booth’. 

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Mmm, I'm not sure whether the requests are still open, if not - sorry (๑′°︿°๑), but if they are, could I request headcanons for Shouto and Shigaraki with an S/O who's jealous of Momo and Toga respectively. Bonus if the girls are actually kinda interested in pursuing them regardless of their relationship with reader. And I just wanna say, your writing is soo amazing, it's definitely one of the best I've read, I can't get enough of it ❤❤❤ Can't wait for more Queen ❤❤❤

Pairings →  Shigaraki Tomura x reader, Shouto Todoroki x reader,

Genre → fluff headcannon’s teehee

Rating → sfw

Warnings → cussing!

Author’s note →  FINALLY SOME SHIGARAKI CONTENTJSRNGHSRKG this made me so happy! Tysm for requesting and being so patient! I hope you enjoy :3

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Shigaraki Tomura

Okay this one’s kind of funny only because I’m pretty sure Toga is not romantically/sexually attracted to Shigaraki at ALL.

But I know Miss Toga is a mischievous little deviant, so if flirting with Tomura-kun ruffles your feathers, she’s all for it.

Shigaraki isn’t stupid– he takes notice of your jealousy almost immediately, but won’t do anything to extinguish it.

Of course, truth is he truly doesn’t love ANYONE the way he loves you, and there’s no way Toga is getting a piece of it.

Unfortunately for you and your emotions, Shigaraki is a sadist who enjoys watching you amp up your affection just to keep him around.

He wants to see how long you can hold up before you admit to him that you’re jealous, maybe even beg for his attention a little.

There’s never a discussion or game plan set up, but Toga is on board with mentally torturing you since ‘it’s just a joke! We’re only playing around!’

They’re literally all crazy but hey— that’s the League of Villains for you

Here’s the thing, at the end of the day they all love and respect each other, no one’s legitimately trying to harm you.

Toga will skip giddily into meetings and kiss Shigaraki’s cheek, call him cute pet names aloud, one time literally sat on his lap even though you were right next to them.

Shigaraki HATES it he was so ready to shove her off, but he’s willing to keep up an act just to see your reaction.

You’re doing a good job at dismissing it at first— “They’re just friends” “They’ve known each other longer” “Maybe that’s just how they get along”

Until you look over and she’s holding his hand?

What? Is your mind deceiving you? It took you months to get him to hold your hand????? Is this some sick joke????????

It didn’t take a lot to figure out that this was all deliberate, but you’ll leave the meeting early anyways, say you have ‘a stomach ache’ or something stupid like that before excusing yourself.

Now Shigaraki feels kind of bad, swats away Toga’s hand and leaves closely behind you.

Every attempt to talk to you is met with silence, and THAT actually burns him.

It’s all fun and games until Shigaraki is stripped from the one thing that makes him less irritable allegedly his Venus is in Taurus soooooo this bitch is NEEDY and bratty

Literally “Needy” Ariana Grande, 2018

He’ll be like “stop fucking whining, I don’t like Toga”

Silence

Whatever, not his problem. He’s not about to fall to his knees and beg for forgiveness? Absolutely not it’s your fault for not being able to take a joke.

That lasts for about 5 minutes before he’s scratching at his neck for some release.

He doesn’t like being IGNORED even though he’s fully aware he probably deserves it after toying with your emotions, he’s literally losing his mind trying to win you back.

Eventually he’s at your feet, fingers racking at his neck, eyes averted.

“Sorry….”

Overall reaction to your jealousy; isn’t the most romantic person alive, but learns to listen.

Shigaraki isn’t all about giving, but he’ll hold your hands or has you perched up over his lap while he drapes his arms languidly around your waist for everyone to see.

You’re HIS and he’s YOURS, there’s no one who could replace you.

If he’s really in the proper mood, he’ll tell you that out loud— but only if you’re alone lord forbid anyone hears him say the L-word.

Especially that beef jerky bastard Dabi oh no no.

You’ll be lazing around in his room and he’ll start in low, embarrassed mumbles because he’s not used to admitting he’s in the wrong but he’ll do it if it means you’ll forgive him completely.

“I’m sorry I was….unreasonable. You’re mine…stop being jealous.”

Short and sweet, all while nestling his face into your neck before falling asleep over you.

Shigaraki is a skinny teddy bear who just wants affection idc.

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Shouto Todoroki

Allegedly it’s canon that Shouto is clueless, and I kind of agree with that.

At first, sure, he’s a little confused, but he’s not ENTIRELY oblivious.

He notices your mood instantly, but doesn’t know what caused it.

It was during class, Momo was showering Shouto with compliments about how incredible of a person he was, nothing you haven’t heard before.

You sat a few seats in front, and turning around to interrupt that conversation wasn’t really in your best interest, especially since Mr. Aizawa just arrived and class was about to start.

Also you don’t want to look crazy?

You sit in your seat and overhear Momo yet again smother your boyfriend in all kinds of innocent compliments until—

“We should get together and review for the midterm! I have a really nice study back at home!”

Oh.

I mean what were you going to do now? Play the crazy girlfriend and keep him from seeing his friends?

But you had to admit…that kind of hurt.

You try to focus your attention back to Mr. Aizawa, try to write some notes, zoning out their conversation for your sake.

It becomes a regularity, Shouto goes over to Momo’s place to ‘study’ and all you can do is pretend to be okay with it because who were you to tell him who he could or couldn’t hang out with?

He takes notice of your growing distance, the blank look you’ll put on during lunch when Momo leaves and reminds Shouto of their after-school study session with a smile too innocent to be harmless.

You just sit there staring at your food until he gives you a slight nudge, cups your frowning face with his hands and locks you beneath those pretty eyes.

“Are you okay?”

It pained you that he didn’t GET IT, you’d show up to class looking lost and he’d offer you food or water but never reassurance.

He put you in the weirdest position because he’s concerned, but is super oblivious to the reasons why.

It’s hard to imagine Momo wanting to break apart your relationship, so it’s not adamant pursuing— if anything she’s only trying to build her friendship with Shouto.

Uraraka and Tsuyu will ask you if you’re doing okay because “you look like you haven’t been sleeping well? Why aren’t you eating your food? Are you sick?”

Every time Shouto would stop by your dorm after his study ‘date’ with Momo, you’d only give him short, cold replies.

“Cool”

“I’m glad”

“I’m just tired”

He thinks someones bothering you, and when he asks you can’t help but laugh.

“No no, no one’s bullying me or anything. They’re just….”

He’s waiting for you to tell him, holding both of your hands hoping maybe he can coax the answer out of you.

“….Clueless?”

You finally tell him what you’re feeling in the nicest way possible, and he’s feeling very very guilty.

It’s HIS fault that you’ve been feeling this way?

“Y/N I love you, no one could ever take your place. I’m sorry.”

Lots of hugs and kisses afterwards, cancels everything to make up for all the time lost.

You try reassuring him too, he’s feeling really…guilty and borderline stupid for not recognizing your emotions, it makes him feel like a bad boyfriend.

Momo is not unreasonable either, seriously— she might be crushing on half-and-half but is 100% respectful of your relationship.

Starts inviting you both plus the whole class over for study sessions.

You’ll be sitting next to each other, eventually he’ll pull you over his lap and nestle his head over your shoulder to read the notes you’re holding.

Bakugo deadass from across the room “IF YOU’RE GOING TO BE GROSS GET A FUCKING ROOM YOU SHITTY FUCKING PERVERTS!”

Kaminari is on the verge of tears he’s so jealous.

But at least it’s no longer you.

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