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Anything y’all would like to see for my 1,000 follower special? I can’t really think of anything and would love some suggestions!

Thank y’all for the support and stay safe!

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Hi, good evening! Firstly, I wanted to say that I loved your posts, especially "The Lie Above Pt. 1 | Yandere!TMNT (2016) x Teen!Reader". So, will there be a sequel to it?

Absolutely! I actually want to rewrite the first part to be a little more coherent but I will be making two parts for that writing!

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I'm glad you're back!

I never truly left! I’m just struggling to come up with scenarios, I’ve got lots of drafts right now

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hello :) i was wondering if it'd be ok for me to make a bot based off of yandere/dad katsuki. if not, that's totally fine too

Go ahead!

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I'm a whore for these tropes

"now you're part of the found family" but as horror. discuss

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I enjoyed you "New Baby" fix and I had a question (if that's okay to ask~)

So their new "baby" has been with them for a few years but she doesn't see the Todoroki family as her family, in fact, she's even more cold towards them. ("Nope. You're not my mom, Rei." "I don't want to hang out with you, Shoto." Stuff like that~) Does the Todoroki family write it off as teenage angst or are they genuinely concerned she'll never love them?

This family is delusional, so they’ll definitely write the coldness as teenage angst.

Are they sad that this phase of angst seems to be going on for so long? Absolutely. But they have a way to fix that.

✨ Forced bonding ✨

You’re not gonna get any time alone until they feel that you’re not depressed anymore.

So expect to spend more time with your dad at his hero agency, or bed time stories with your loving mama (no, you’ll never be ‘too old’ for those), cooking with Fuyumi, hanging out with Natsuo while he does his homework and watching Shoto train.

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Give In | Platonic!Yandere!Hawks x Teen!Reader

This had to be the worst day of your life.

You didn't think anything would top being kidnapped, but here you were sunken into the couch of your 'home' weighed down by your own dejection.

Your entire body was cold.

Wet, muddied clothes clung to your body and there was an obvious trail coming from the door to the couch.

Everything was numb.

Your fingertips, your toes, your mind.

The sound of the door opening paused your inner monologue.

"Man, that rain is no joke today! I'm soaked!" Hawks' voice came from the front door, but you didn't bother looking at him.

He strolled over to you after taking his shoes off, but again you paid him no mind. You couldn't bear the sight of him.

He stilled for a moment, looking you over while a frown overtook his features, "(Y/N), my sweet little sister, did you go outside?" His voice was so soft yet unbearably sarcastic. He knew the answer.

He hummed unhappily when he received no reply, "You're gonna get sick if you sit in those wet clothes any longer. I'll go draw you a bat-"

"Yeah, I hope I get so sick that I die." You spat. But even that held no real emotion behind it. You couldn't even bring yourself to be angry at him.

You'd been angry at first.

You'd spent so long trying to figure out an escape plan, only to find the door unlocked when you didn't find a key. Then you anxiously ran out into the rain, screaming for help and looking for any other houses or even streets.

For miles, you ran.

For miles, you hoped and prayed that today was the day you'd be free again.

But as if your prayers were nothing but a joke, you found a tall wall at the end of your journey and it suddenly made sense why the door was left unlocked.

The image of Keigo laughing at you was the first thing that flashed in your mind and you felt something snap in your psyche.

You grabbed at the muddied ground, throwing clumps of mud and grass into the wall as if it were mocking you. Curses of Keigo's name left your mouth with fiery breaths and when the clumps of mud weren't enough, you hit and clawed at the walls.

It hadn't mattered that your fingers were bleeding or that a few nails were gone.

Nothing mattered anymore.

Nothing mattered except for Keigo.

"Okay, grumpy, you still have to take a bath."

You clenched your fists and took a deep breath, "Why didn't you tell me about the wall?"

Keigo stopped, turning back towards you. He had a cocky glint in his eyes, "Did you really think I was gonna let you go that easily? Or that someone wouldn’t find you and return you?”

"Why..." You trailed off, "Why did you let me think that I had a chance? I... I ran for miles... thinking I was free..."

A sound of pity left Keigo and you wished you could slap him, "(Y/N), you're a smart kid. I'm your older, smarter brother." You wanted to scoff at his ego, "Why wouldn't I or the Heroes' Commission plan ahead?"

Why wouldn't they plan ahead?

You felt so stupid.

Of course everything had been planned.

Your prior kidnapping from your home.

Your shipment to Japan.

And your 'rescue' accomplished by Hawks himself.

It was so obvious now that all of that had been an orchestrated to get you into Keigo's possession.

You were a business plan.

Something to keep Keigo occupied from losing his sanity.

"Y-... You're all sick... you're all fucking sick!" Your chest hurt and you clawed at your heart with mangled fingers.

"(Y/N), focus on your breathing for me." Keigo told you, ignoring your spiraling. When you couldn't calm down, he stalked towards you, "(Y/N), I said focus! Slow your breathing."

Violent sobs tore your throat.

Everything had been taken from you just so you could play house with some hero.

Keigo cooed softly and closed the gap between you to hold you close and slide you down to the floor, telling you to slow your breathing.

He uttered praises to you when you finally listened and slowly but surely, your breathing was dissolved into quiet sobs and sniffles.

He stroked the top of your head before grabbing one of your hands to look at your fingers. He gave a small sigh when noticed how bloodied and swollen they were. They were probably riddled with fractures and would surely bruise.

“Maybe,” he spoke, “If you’d let go…this whole thing would be easier.”

“I… I’m gonna go take a bath now…” Your voice was hoarse, grated raw from your sobs and you stood on wobbly legs to make your way to the bathroom.

Keigo only smiled reassuringly and before you closed the door, he spoke one more time, “I love you so much, (Y/N). Please don’t forget that.”

But how could you?

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Going through a serious burnout. Give me some asks and we’ll see if that inspires me to get even one writing out.

I apologize for not posting anything, I have tons of drafts but I’m delighted that people continue to like and follow me despite my lack of consistency.

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hello, do you have an ao3 ?

Yes! It’s under the same name but I don’t have everything posted on that one just yet.

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Is the new baby over? Also how do you come up with these ideas?? You never miss 😩

Yes that series is over and sometimes I just come up with these one shots and other times I get inspo from other writers.

But if you’d like to throw any ideas out there for me, that would be great!

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Hello! I hope this isn’t weird to say but thanks for sharing your stuff with us, you’ve inspired me to get back into writing :) I know it’s not that serious but I kinda stopped writing because someone kept pressuring me to write romantic when I like platonic and your blog made me feel less alone? if that makes sense

No that’s so great! I’m glad you want to get back into writing! I love platonic Yandere and wish there was more material out there!

I’d love to read your work and wish you the best on your writing journey!

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I’m not writing anymore of the Rehabilitation series! Unless I think of something please don’t request anymore writings.

I’m really glad that everyone had enjoyed the series and supported me along the way with nice comments, likes and ideas of their own for me to add.

Thank you all and stay safe!

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Why do I feel like bakugo secretly goes through our phone 😭

And does.

But, seriously, this man had parental locks on your phone and still demands to see it so he can look through your search history.

If he finds anything fishy and feels that your explanation isn't good enough, you lose phone privileges for the week and a flip phone is given so you can call him if you need him and vice versa.

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Rehabilitation Pt.4 | Platonic!Yandere!Katsuki Bakugo x Teen!Reader

For @thecuriousquest

The dress was uncomfortably tight against your chest when Katsuki tied the bow in the back.

Tonight was the night of the Hero Ceremony that he'd talked about weeks prior and so far, everything had sucked ass.

You were stuck in the hotel room with Katsuki for hours at a time and when he did have to leave the room, he'd leave a baby monitor so he could keep an eye on you when his sidekicks couldn't (though he made sure they were in the room beside yours).

Having so many eyes on you in such a small space had left you feeling nauseous the entirety of the trip.

Well, that and the fact that you had a definite way of escape tonight.

"You ready?" Katsuki asked, observing you through the mirror, "You look really cute." He added awkwardly, a flustered blush upon his cheeks.

You pursed your lips, inwardly cringing, "Thank you. I'm ready."

"Right." Katsuki said, slipping on his freshly pressed suit jacket, "Then let's go. When we get there, you'll go with my sidekick, Hotshot and you'll stay with him, understand?"

"Yes sir."

"Perfect."

What fucking luck, you thought to yourself excitingly.

What fucking luck you had for a group of villains to interrupt the ceremony and gather all the heroes' attention away from you.

How perfect.

You wanted to cry from how blessed you were right now.

Continuing your way down the stairs, you panted heavily, wishing that you weren't wearing these uncomfortable baby doll shoes that Katsuki had bought to go with the dress.

They had little traction at the bottom and you felt like you might slip down the stairs at any moment if you weren't careful.

You were down to the 53rd flight when you heard a door a few flights down slam open.

A voice you didn't recognize reached your ears and you came to a halt a second too late because you knew they heard you and you knew that whoever it was wasn't a pro-hero.

With no other choice, you bolted through the door at the end of the staircase and hid in the nearest spot, a metal cabinet.

Evening your breath was hard, you barely managed to quiet it before the door slammed open.

You couldn’t see through the small slits on the door of the cabinet and listened carefully for footsteps.

You heard them walk past the cabinet and then further into the room. They were talking to someone through a communication device.

Their talking halted at some point and you heard a loud crash followed by frantic screaming and desperate calls for help.

You felt your heart drop and wondered if this really was a good idea. Being with Katsuki actually seemed like a better option. There were villains everywhere and you didn't stand a chance against them.

You shook the thought from your head, disgusted that you’d even think that.

More commotion could be heard and your body was overtaken with tremors before you heard a familiar voice call out to the villain.

More crashing, a groan and then silence followed.

A hero must’ve arrived.

Hushed talking was all you heard, you couldn’t make out the conversation and then footsteps ran past your cabinet and out the door.

“She’s not on the 53rd floor either, Kaachan.”

You stilled.

That voice sounded familiar… but you couldn’t think straight right now.

Who was that?

“I’m gonna kill that damn brat.”

A chuckle, “Don’t be so hard on her, Kacchan, maybe she just got scared and ran off in a panic.” The voiced suggested.

“Don’t tell me about my kid, Deku!” He snapped, “She’s going to get it when I find her. I'm nipping that stubbornness in the butt when we get home."

You wanted to pass out.

He had the #1 hero in Japan looking for you?

Maybe this was a dumb idea…

Why did you even want to escape?

Where would you go? You had no family. You’d definitely be sent into foster care or a group home just like you’d been before.

Despite the circumstances… Katsuki was arguably one of the best things that ever happened to you.

You got your own room, good food, new clothes.

A dad and an uncle.

Even if he did kidnap you and control a lot of your life… it was still better than your life before.

So why did you want to escape so badly?

You couldn’t even think of a good reason anymore.

Tears trailed down your face.

Why wasn’t anything making sense?

You shouldn’t want to be with your kidnapper.

You shouldn’t be want his protection.

He’s not your dad.

But he’s the closest thing you’ve had to one and that felt good.

And if you came out now, maybe he would forgive you for being so reckless.

You slowly stepped out from your hiding spot to see Deku staring right back at you.

You opted not to say anything and kept your head down, filled with a consuming shame at your behavior.

"I found her, Kacchan."

Everything was a blur after that.

You were put back under watch of Hotshot until the villains were taken care of and once that was done, Katsuki immediately drove you both back home in complete silence.

The only thing he did say was that you were in deep trouble.

He didn't even both unpacking from the car. He just led you into the house and slammed the door shut.

You went to turn and apologize and beg for forgiveness but a sharp sting on your bottom had you yelping out more in surprise than in pain.

You whipped around, eyes wide with confusion as betrayal sank into your chest, "You... you said you wouldn't hit me." You squeaked.

Katsuki stared at you for a moment before speaking, "I'm not hitting you, I'm spanking you." He dragged you over to the couch and sat down, roughly draping you over his knee.

"Wait, I wanted to apologize!" You tried to push yourself off his lap but he held you there with a firm hand, lifting his other into the air.

"I'm not taking apologies right now, (Y/N). You have to be disciplined first." He informed, bringing his hand down to harshly swat your bottom.

You jumped at the pain, so embarrassed that tears immediately welled in your eyes.

"I'm going to make sure you never question my authority over you again."

He spanked you again and again with little breaks in between.

Your thighs and bottom ached and burned.

You thought that Katsuki would never stop spanking you.

But three words made him stop.

"Dad, I'm sorry!" You wailed

Despite the pain, you still spoke up, blubbering an apology.

A real apology.

Not the half-hearted ones you'd given before.

No more swats were laid upon your bottom and you were lifted to sit upright in Katsuki's lap.

"...What did you say?" He asked quietly, he couldn't believe what he'd heard. He had to hear you say it again just to be sure he'd heard right.

Between panty, wet breaths, you spoke again, "I'm sorry, Dad." You sounded like a little kid and you wished you were embarrassed about it, but you were too overwhelmed to focus on that.

Right now, you just wanted-no-needed Katsuki to forgive you. To promise that he wouldn't throw you back out in the streets or put you in foster care.

"Don't-don't throw me-a-away!" You sobbed.

A hand brought your head to his shoulder and you wrapped your arms around Katsuki, holding on for dear life.

He wrapped an muscular arm around you, giving you a sturdy pat on the back as you sniveled into his shoulder, "Promise you won't run away again." He demanded and you nodded.

"I promise I won't." You hiccupped, "Promise... promise you won't get rid of me?" You'd never demanded anything from him before, that was big no-no in his ever-growing list of rules for you, but you needed him to confirm that he still loved you.

"I'm not giving you up, (Y/N)." He pulled you back to look you in the eyes.

They were resolute and that look that used to fill you with dread now comforted you as he spoke, "I was mad at you but not anymore. You've learned your lesson and you're forgiven."

You nodded vigorously and hugged him tight once again, fresh tears of relief soaking his clothed shoulder.

Katsuki continued to rub your back until you fell asleep, leaving you both stuck on the couch.

This was it.

This was rehabilitation.

And it felt good.

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Teen!Reader: Mr. Bakugou, I understand now why you brought me here.

Katsuki: …You do?

Teen!Reader: Yeah. It’s because you’re such a sick bastard that nobody wanted to have kids with you.

How do you think Bakugou would respond?

A long time out in your room followed with a lecture, a loss of your phone for the week and a coin in the curse jar.

You're stuck reading books and playing board games with Katsuki since you think he's such a horrible person.

And no, you can't watch TV. Katsuki doesn't let you watch the shows he watches (they're all rated M) and you aren't interested in the news.

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I just saw your note about there not being a part four to the Rehabilitation series. I’m sorry about asking for more of the series. I really just didn’t know it had ended.

Would you still consider making a separate fic where Bakugou punishes the reader with a spanking and then gives them aftercare? After your recent posts, I just think it would be cool to see how you would write a scene like that.

I love your work a lot. I hope you’re staying safe and doing alright!

No problem!

And... something might be on the way...

You might want to keep a look out for one last one-shot.

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So do we ever “grow up” in bakugos eyes? Like what if we want to go away to college or something, do you think he would allow that?

You're allowed certain freedoms as you get older and start showing mature behaviors, but they will always have limits until he feels he can let you go completely.

You can go to college, but you can't live in the dorms. You have to commute and you must always have the tracker in your phone on. Which means that you'll be extremely limited on what college you can attend.

You can go out with friends but he has to properly meet both them and their family to deem them safe enough. If they're not safe, he'll make sure they never talk to you again.

Of course you get upset and make a fuss, but in the end, you learn to take what you can get. As long as your stuck in his house, you have to play by his rules.