#my hero acedemia imagine

[hikaruakahoshi-demonforge]

s/o for the first time and sees their bed is full of stuffed animals and they get embarrassed but Fatgum thinks it’s cute and gives them an fat gum plush

Plushy Love (Fatgum x Reader)

Author's Notes: First request on this blog and it's Fatgum, I have no complaints. I am going to assume you meant to spend the night with s/o. I did the same when I was younger; make my bed and set my favourite plushies on it. Good memories :3 Also, first time writing for Fatgum, so constructive criticism is welcome! I hope you enjoy it! 

"Are those plushies?"

A fiery red blush took over your cheeks "N-No!",  you rushed to move your collection of plush animals off of your bed. Taishiro found himself chuckling at how embarrassed you'd become, all blushy and finicky. It reminds him of when you two got together. "Hey, Hey, (Y/N)," He spoke gently, grabbing your arm to stop your panic. "It's not a big deal, hun." He reassured you with his usual smile.

Smiling sheepishly, you rubbed the back of your neck. Despite what reassurance that he offered, you still wished you didn't make your bed the way you always did. It would have saved you the embarrassment. "I can't help it. It's not something I share all the time, you know?" You looked away, face still burning with that blush. 

Meanwhile, Taishiro looked over the collection that decorated the bed, and now the shelves you attempted to move them. The style and age of the plushes were variant. Some looked cliche childhood teddy bears, some were different animals from around the world, and a few were pro hero plushes old and recent. Turning back to you, he ruffled your hair playfully. 

Grinning as you tried to swat his hand away, he sat down on the bed and pulled you over to join him. He grabbed one of them at random. It was the smallest and seemingly the oldest of the lot, adorned with old stitches and patches. "Is there a reason you do collect them? Like, is it a hobby?" He asked curiously, his smile somehow growing when he saw a little, yet fond smile appears on your face, and you nodded. 

Reaching over to the teddy that he was holding, Taishiro watched as you lovingly stroked the top of its head. "They come with good memories. It's like opening a little treasure chest whenever I feel down." You told him. "This one, for example, was my first teddy bear. I used to call him 'Terry Bear'. Oh, the number of time he tore, I feel bad for this bear." You scratched your cheek with a sheepish smile. 

With your boyfriend, you proceeded to tell him the stories behind your precious plushes. Each one just as heartwarming as the last, it seemed that you kept a plushie from everyone you had known in your life to keep them close even when they couldn't be. Some of these stories included previous partners that you remained in contact with as friends. 

Taishiro's curious grin slowly morphed into a soft smile. It was a different side to you, and he loved every second of it. Don't get him wrong; he loved the badass that you usually were. Sure, you could be a tad too blunt at times, but you had your sweet moments that had earned the love of the BMI hero in the first place, along with your fantastic skill in the kitchen, of course. 

But Taishiro realised why he loves you so much. Even if it wasn't the most obvious thing, you were a very sentimental person at heart. The proof was right here. You were still happily telling a story about the plushie in your hands when Taishiro placed his hands upon your cheeks, immediately silencing you. Locking eyes, you raised an eyebrow in confusion. He didn't answer you, at least not verbally. He pressed his lips to yours in a sweet kiss. 

He held you close until his lungs begged for air. Still holding your face in his hands, he grinned "You're too cute for your own good, you know that?" He teased. Snapping out of your daze, you turned red. "Sh-Shut up!" You said, pushing his face away with a laugh you failed to hide. 

After sharing more stories, you two ended up cuddling amongst your plushes by the end of the night. It was a fun night, indeed.

~~~

It's been a while since that night and Taishiro would still tease you every now and then, to turn you red. Much to your dismay, but you knew it was lovingly. Taishiro spent more nights at your place, someone times finding you asleep with one of your plushies if he had to stay out late because of work. 

Of course, the sight would be absolutely adorable, but it also pulled at his heartstrings a little bit. Had you been that lonely that you needed to hug a plush for comfort? Even though you were a hero as well and understood the risks involved, he knew it was hard not to worry about one another. With this concern in mind, he set out to find something he knows you'll love.

~~~

A knock at your door caused you to smile. "Come in!" you called out, knowing who it was. Taishiro opened the door and smiled, seeing that you had made some lunch. "Hey Darl'" He greeted you with his iconic grin, opening one arm to offer a hug that you immediately accepted. But he was still holding something behind his back. 

Kissing the top of your head as he noticed your curiosity, he released you from the embrace. "I got ya something!" 

"Tai, you didn't have to," You began, brushing some of your (h/c) hair back.  "No, I wanted to, really. I feel bad that you're left alone in bed when I'm out late." Your brows furrowed, but you still smiled sympathetically and allowed him to continue. "So, I found a way for me to be around even when I'm not," 

"Oh, really? How?" you inquired, tilting your head. 

His grin widened, presenting you with his little surprise. "Ta-Da!"

Your eyes widened, and a smile spread across your face. Held in his hands was a Fatgum plushie, sporting the same iconic grin he always had. "Aww, Tai, it's so cute!" You cooed, happily accepting the plushie, giving it a loving hug. Taishiro cupped your cheeks, pressing a kiss to your nose. "Now I can protect you when I'm gone. I love you (Y/n)."

"I love you too, Taishiro." you pressed a kiss to his lips. "Come on, we don't want lunch to get cold, now do we?" You giggled as he hugged you tightly against his form, carrying you to back to the dining room table for some perfect homemade lunch. 

[dynamightgod]

Yandere Deku infantalizing y/n is one of my favorite hcs, and you would be so frustrated cuz you're not DUMB. but he's making you feel that way. So helpless

My first anon! Welcome!

Ugh we Stan Yan Deku in this house.

Warnings: kidnapping, yandere tendencies, violence, blood, depression, infantilization, feminization

MINORS DNI

(photo from Pinterest, all credit to the original creator. I do not own it. But it's lovely.)

He just doesn't know what it's going to take.

He hadn't wanted to rush kidnapping you, it all happened so fast, he understood you had little time to truly adjust.

"I know you're dealing with a lot of strong emotions right now ducky. But I promise, I'm here." He speaks to you slowly. He gets down in front of you on the bed, kneels and looks into your eyes.

He'll enunciate his words and repeat himself, he dumbs it down for your little brain to understand.

It's humiliating.

And the clothing.

Frilly pink puffy dresses, frilly ankle socks with little pink bows, Mary Jane's. You always look like a damn baby doll.

He is meticulous too. Always treating you like fine china and as if you would break. He brushes your hair with determination and dresses you with purpose. Even your pajamas have organization and you would kill for a pair of sweats.

Forget adult utensils. Sippy cups, kid proof bowls and plates and silverware.

And if you're really naughty, he's got a special toliet for dumb little girls who can't go to the bathroom. (Even though he forces you to piss on yourself because it makes him feel needed.)

You never have to worry. Everything is taken care of.

So why would you leave?

[heirloomgem]

Bakugou’s Silly Crush Part 2

Bakugou x Reader Silly crush Part 2

Sorry for the long wait.

As December come, I always get sick because of winter every year added to that I have been spending more time with my family as I have to go back again to work after vacation, the reason why I couldn’t continue writing the second part and post the continuation and I know lots of you wanted this part so I’m really sorry for the delay.

Without further ado, I hope you enjoy the story.

Reader POV

The moment her explosive classmate challenge her the first day she entered U.A, she can’t help but differentiate him from the rest of her classmate ever since.

The first thought that went through her mind after her fiery blond classmate challenge her was how arrogant he was but as they fought tooth and nail, she have to admit he has bite behind his bark.

She had like the exchange she had with him as he have turn her thinking of what she thought of him. She have thought of him as nothing but someone who is cocky just for having a strong quirk and yet he proved to her as someone who would gives everything he has to achieve what he want. He has a standing and she can’t help but respect him even if he’s a little cheeky in her opinion.

However because of her reserve attitude and how frustrated he seems after their training, she have decided to keep her distance from him but one by one, unexpected events led her to finding herself as a part of his gang.

Even though, she knows it’s not his intention to help her at all and he’s only force to teach her because of others, she’s still thankful at how it helped her mingle more with her classmate given that she have only met them.

From studying for her Japanese literature to just hanging out with him and their friends, slowly she can’t help but notice little things about Bakugou.

It’s all started once when he was hit by a quirk to which she have made fun of him nevertheless inside her, she realize she prefer Bakugou being the normal Bakugou Katsuki.

How hardworking he is in his goal of being number one, the confidence he have to not waver in any situation even his usual spitefulness and his brashness or bluntness at times. She can’t help but prefer them more than anything else even if others might see it as weird for liking them.

But at the end, it seems she have teased him a bit too much as it resulted in him ignoring her.

She could only chuckle and apologise before offering to treat him for some food to calm him down.

Once weekend came, she treated him for some spicy ramen and mapo tofu since she saw how he has a taste for spicy food.

Watching as their food was place in front of them, she has to admit that seeing Bakugou enjoying it, she quite like the sight and can’t help but smile even if by the end of the day, she has to secretly buy milk just to calm the stinging in her tongue and the oncoming stomach-ache throughout the night.

She have to admire her explosive friend for his extreme palate while hers are more notably milder even so that didn’t stop her from buying spicy snacks and stacks them in her room just so he could eat something while they’re studying together.

Well, thanks to it, her tolerance for spice got a bit higher even though she still finds them spicy.

She also learned how talented he is at cooking when she witnessed him cooking in their dorms kitchen.

Wanting to have a taste since it rare for him to cook, she pestered him for the next 20 minutes, much to Bakugou’s annoyance but with much pestering, she got a bite that ended with her knocking her forehead on the counter with such a defeated feeling.

He’s more wife material than anyone else with how delicious his food is, she lamented.

“Bakugou, are you trying to be someone wife or something? If so, can you become my wife instead your foods are delicious.”

“HAH!?”

Needless to say, it earned her a smack in the head.

Sitting in their dorms dinner tables, she decided to continue watching her blonde friend cook. Bakugou just gave her the cold shoulder as he continued stirring and adding seasoning on the food in front of him.

“...”

“...”

“Bakugou”

Her explosive friend stood rigid, waiting.

Oblivious, she blurted, “You should turn on the fan. Your face’s red like an octopus from cooking, even your ears.”

...

Let’s just say, it ended with her adoring another bump on the head.

 As the year goes by and as they entered they’re last year in U.A, she did notice her feelings for her explosive friend change but the turning point really happened when an unexpected event occurred.

There once was an accident that happened in their hero internship that resulted in her hair being cut off however she has to cut the other excess as well as it got too damaged to salvage, resulting in her looking like a boy after.

Opening the door, she entered their class dorm, thinking how she wanted to take a bath quickly because of how tired she was and wanting to sleep right away and yet noticing the silence that surrounds their usually noisy dorm, she blinked as she saw her classmate look at her.

“What wrong?” She asked, raising a brow at them before all of them erupted, getting up from their sits and coming to her with a worried look.

“No! That’s what we should be asking you?! What happened to your hair?”

That when she remembered.

She quickly explains to them that it’s an accident during her intern and to make sure it’s nothing to worry about since it’s just hair and nothing more.

She knew what reactions her classmates would have once they saw her and yet what she didn’t expect though was how Bakugou would react.

After assuring her friends that there is nothing to worry about, she quickly headed for her room planning to rest however she immediately stops and look back.

A little ways away from her was Bakugou and the glare he was giving her made her want to take a step back at how intense he’s looking but she willed not too instead opted into giving him a strained smile, asking what’s wrong before he stormed to her, grabbing her head and smacking their forehead together.

“You little shit. It’s because of how you’re always fucking spacing around that this happened. You should be fucking more aware of your surrounding! What if it’s your stupid head that got hit instead! And not just your fucking hair?!”

“H-hah...”

Rubbing her forehead, she watch as her explosive friend started scolding her for being stupid, unsure of what to do since making any excuses would only make him explode more than he already does even so, something within her felt warm from his scolding even if he’s cursing a lot.

“Starting tomorrow afternoon, you’ll train with me. I’ll fuck you up until it’s drilled in your fucking head not to let your guard down, you idiot!”

“...Bakugou, you might be the one who would kill me instead of those villains.”

“Fucking hell I am!”

She could only laugh in return, her explosive friend click his tongue then grabbing her hand and walking to her room, yelling at her to bath at the same time he grumpily sat down and grab a book to read while waiting.

They spend the night watching and eating spicy snack after.

After their intern, they quickly went back to school like how they normally do however because of her new looks, it causes some uproar and by the end of the week, she’s always surrounded by female students, sometimes, even getting lunch boxes and sweets more than she usually gets.

She had no choice but to share it with her classmates seeing that there is no way she could eat them all.

Even though it felt like dumping the food to them, her classmates seems to have no problem at all and notice that the males were more than happy eating the foods she have receive but when she offered Bakugou if he wanted some, he refuse them so furiously while glaring the ones that was in her arms.

She even thought that the food would burn itself from the glares he’s giving them however when she was about to eat one, he suddenly snatch it then shoving it in his mouth before taking the rest, shoving and eating them with such fervour.

She watched in a dazed before laughing, “If you want it so bad, you could have said so. I would have given them to you but now I don’t have anything to eat. Hey, Kirishima-”

As she was about to asked her friend to share some to her, her blonde friend smacks her in the head, muttering, “Fucking dense idiot.” before leaving then coming back with a lunchbox which he send it flying to her head and without a word, slump beside her, giving her a glare not to say anything and just eat.

She thought, her explosive friend could be so weird at times but looking at the lunch box in her hand, she smiled.

She much prefer Bakugou’s lunch box than the ones she have receives since she find his food more delicious than anything.

And so without a thought, she ate it happily, not knowing Bakugou’s have gone through all many troubles to cook those foods into her preferred palate.

Everything felt peaceful but as their days goes by, she slowly felt something’s wrong.

Looking like a boy doesn’t really bother her however as she’s being flattered by other female students for her looks and other male students lamenting and crying for her being too handsome to take away their female classmates attention, something inside her slowly made her uncomfortable.

This started making her brood more recently, resulting in getting smack in the head by her explosive friend also.

She could only apologise for spacing out even though her fiery friend have been helping her train.

What she didn’t notice though were the looks that Bakugou’s giving her, frowning in annoyance but a tinge of concerned in his eyes.

Once night came, her classmates decided to go to their rooms to sleep while she decided to stay, bidding them good night.

It wasn’t long before she became absent-minded again, not caring anymore what’s been playing on the television in front of her.

She can’t help but think of what has been happening lately. Although, she’s flattered on being like by other students, the thought of how they started treating her so differently somehow made her insecure for some reason.

It also didn’t help that she have accidentally witness how Bakugou got a confession from a really beautiful girl.

Sure, she has teased him after about it but something started bugging her from the back of her mind.

Remembering such a beautiful girl with unblemished white skin, plump natural red lips, long eyelashes and a beautiful figure for a woman, she immediately felt sick to her stomach, her hands quickly coming up and grabbing a fistful of her short hair, the other covering her mouth.

She didn’t like it at all.

It made her think of how unfeminine she is even though she likes being how she is, being comfortable and friends with her male classmates, no barrier separating them with gender and feeling like their equal but ever since her hair was cut, she felt that she’s being treated differently almost like a boy.

It didn’t help that whenever she’s beside her explosive friend, she hated feeling how short her hair and how it started making her uncomfortable and insecure.

The change makes her dizzy and it’s starting to get overwhelming. It came to the point that it’s also becoming frustrating for her.

Immerse in her own thought, she didn’t notice someone approaching her not before they grab her by the collar of her shirt, forcing her to look up and coming to face two angry vermillion color eyes.

“Didn’t I told you not to let your guard down. I’ve been calling you multiple times already you little shit.”

He didn’t yell, only muttered but the threat behind it was serious.

Blinking, an apology left her mouth in reply, not knowing what to do when the person she’s thinking of suddenly is in front of her.

Letting go of her shirt, her friend grudgingly sat down beside her, crossing his arms, leaning on the sofa before giving her a pointed look, as if urging her to speak but she didn’t know what to say, her mind a mess.

“Again, you’re having a weird expression when you already have such a shitty face.”

“...weird face?”

Did she? Crap.

An uncertain laugh escapes her lips before she clasps her hands together, quickly bending down so as to hide her eyes from Bakugou.

“I’m sure I have always looked like this, Bakugou”

Wincing, what a poor attempt to hide everything from her perceptive friend.

“No it isn’t, just fucking spit it out.”

“...like I said, everything fi-“

“Fuck it is! If you don’t, I’m going to split that mouth of yours. Just having to see that mug face of yours again, I swear I’ll- Tch”

As if catching himself, her friend angrily clicks his tongue.

“...”

“...”

“...Say, Bakugou... Are you worried about me?” She teased.

“Hah!? The hell I am!?”

Watching her friend’s face turn to his usual comical outrage look, she couldn’t help but laugh quietly then covering her mouth as her friend look at her, annoyed but that didn’t stop the smile that stayed on her lips.

Having her feelings lifted a little, she finally decided to tell Bakugou, her worries and confusion at her current state.

How she likes being comfortable being who she is with their friends even though she act boyish at times but that just who she is. Someone who wants to enjoy and had fun with her friends while trying to be the hero she aspire to be however because of what’s happening lately, how she’s being treated as a boy she felt she have to give something.

Words after words coming out of her mouth while Bakugou looked at her at the corner of his eyes, listening intently.

It’s slowly sinking in that she doesn’t know anymore what to do at all.

“Who the hell said you have to give them the expectations they want from you.”

Her eyes widen before turning her head at her friend.

Bakugou look straight at her, continuing, “You are who you are, that’s all that matter. Just fuck those things and do everything at your own pace; you don’t have to force anything. To me, there is no difference from how you were before and what you are now.”

Slowly, the burden she have unknowingly put herself these past few weeks , lifted itself from her shoulders just by hearing his words.

Quickly turning her head away, she felt her eyes moisten uncontrollably but this time a sincere and carefree smile made its way on her lips, her chest bursting with relief, happiness, and unknown warmth and flattering feelings that made her fingers and ears tingle.

“Thank you Bakugou, really.”

She heard him scoff before telling to stop thinking such stupid things again.

Such rude remarks nonetheless the warmth in her chest spread even more in her and she can’t deny, she like the feeling.

Looking at her friend, she admitted,

“Whenever I walk with you these past few weeks, I can’t help but start feeling insecure on how unfeminine I have become.”

Bakugou look at her with surprise, a flash of concern appearing on his eyes but his female classmate continued,

“But hearing your words made me realise that no matter what, I really do like walking right beside you. Now that I think about it, whether if I look like a guy or not, I don’t really care anymore because not being able to walk beside you, I would hate that even more than anything.”

She confesses with a smile, before halting, the sight before of her made her heart beat faster.

Beside her, Bakugou, who was looking at her, is wide eyed, his face completely red even his ears before one of his hands instantly covered his face and averting his eyes as if he wanted to hide such a shameful expression however to her she can’t help but find it beautiful.

Just as she opened her mouth, Bakugou quickly stood up before storming off to the elevator.

“Bakugo-“

“Shut it, shit head!”

Quickly standing up and chasing after him, she saw him quicken his pace at the same time, punching the elevator button and stepping in once it opened.

But before he could close the elevator doors, she immediately ran the distance and entered, grabbing his hand despite his protest.

Seeing his flustered state, his cheeks red, eyes moist and trembling, something in her snap and made her realise something that she have been denying until now.

Grabbing the back of his head, she pinned him on the wall with such force before he could push her away and without a word, she connected their lips and kissed him with everything she have buried for so long.

‘Ah, I’m a fool. I have been in love with him all along.’

Thank you for reading. Sorry for the wrong grammars and the ones that I have miss.

Man, at first I didn’t know where this was going but as I finish this chapter, I can’t help but feel satisfied but at the same time, this really made me think too hard for these past few weeks and now my brain is fried.

But I hope you have enjoyed it!! See you again in my next post.

I might do some extra cute chaps for this.

Please do leave some review as I want to know your opinion.

THANK YOU!!

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[ac3id]

word count: 1182

warnings: dubcon, choking 18+

a/n: just another kirishima thirst post fkdkenwk i think i like him more than i like to admit 😐

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ok but imagine: kirishima nii-chan.

you two aren’t really related. you are a close family friend whose parents work abroad half of the time so you live with the kirishima family. overtime everyone just accepts you as their own. heck, eijiro even introduces you to others as his sister. it’s easier calling you his little sister than actually explaining the living situation, people usually never buy the story anyways. you are his sister, his little sister to be exact and he’s your older brother. your older, stronger brother who is also a full fledged pro-hero. it’s a mouthful to brag about to your friends, you always talk about him. how he always manages to save the day no matter how bad the situation is, how he is always on magazine covers. he is your older brother and you love him. your friends are always jealous, some even ask for you to pair them up but you always deny. you know eijiro doesn’t have time to waste over dating– it’s what he has told you.

he also loves you. he loves you so very much. he cares for you with all of his heart but it’s still not the love you feel towards him. you see him as a beam of sunshine who is always ready to listen to your worries, guide you to the right direction when you are in the wrong. he’s your bestest friend, you couldn’t ask for anything more. but he could.

but he knows the feeling is one-sided, he is in love with you but you don’t love him back, he knows. his heart aches and guilt pools in his heart everytime he sees you, as his heart beats faster seeing your beautiful smile when you are around him; he is reminded of the cruel reality that he is in love with his little sister which he could never have but all the guilt and self pity vanishes when he is sniffing your panties and pumping his hard cock, imaging it was your velvety, tight cunt instead of his large hands. his sense of shame vanishes whenever he brushes his hands over your ass or how his fingers linger closer to your tits everytime he has his arms wrapped around you “platonically”. just siblings hugging, nothing to see here.

don’t get it wrong. eijiro cares about you too, he loves you but his love for you runs a little deeper. it crosses the platonic border which you have set up, it breaches through it. his love for you encompasses his entire body, mind and soul. he sees you as something more than his sister, his lover– his everything. his only.

you are oblivious, all the time. you never notice his lustful gaze or the way he stares at your tits. your naive, little head could never think of something like that. never. even when you feel uncomfortable from his super long hugs, you swear you can feel his graze his lips over your neck yet you never doubt him.

so, you never thought it would be a big deal if you dated his best friend.

you had met bakugou katsuki when kirishima had brought him over with a bundle of friends. out of all the energetic puppies, katuski caught your eye. he was different from the others, you couldn’t help but fall for him. luckily, he was into you too. it was not long before you two started dating.

for a while, you kept it hidden from the world and eijiro. it purely because you and katuski did not want to find yourselves in any scandals, but slowly you decided you would tell your close friends and family about your relationship. eijiro was the first to know, you were so eager to tell him. you were sure he would be so happy for you but alas, you were so wrong.

eijiro was furious. what do you mean you were dating katsuki? out everyone in the world? him? the thought of losing to his best friend snapped something in him. all of a sudden he was no longer the kind, gentle teddy bear you had known all your life. his eyes turned darker looking down at you with vexed, angry slits. you shuddered in fear as he hardened parts around his eyes, the loud cracking noise making you a step back.

“what’s wrong, eiji-nii?” it was ridiculous, both of you had grown out of that age but you still referenced with a “nii” at the end of his name. “what’s wrong? you tell me, [y/n].” you are left speechless. he has never said your name with such dread, ever. you gulp nervously saying nothing, breathing with the silence, “you–” his now quirk activated hand slams on the wooden table, creating a hole the size of his fist on the surface. “you whore.”

your eyes are blown out of your sockets, why would he call you that? tears prick at the corner of your eyes, you don’t want to cry but seeing him be so angry at you manages to fuck you up.

“eiji, why would you say that?” you begin, your voice meek and shirl, “y–you lying, ungrateful whore,” you don’t know what is making him like this but you move a step back as he takes one towards you, trying to maintain some safe distance from him. eijiro on the other hand only seems to grow more and more angrier, you gasp as your back hits the wall behind you. eijiro closes in, trapping you between his large body and the cold, grey wall. his left hand rests are the side of your head, sharp and hardened fingers digging into the wall while his other normal hands close around your neck. “you lie to me and go behind bakugou fucking katsuki? why?” the last word he speaks sounds weak and pathetic. there is a sadness in his voice about which you couldn’t care less about as he cuts off your air supply. your hands automatically claw at his arm, trying to pry it off you but it’s all in vain. he is much larger, taller and stronger than you. you couldn’t stand a chance.

you feel yourself slip out of your consciousness as you hear him spit angry curses, “all these years, i have loved you and go for him? you whore. it should be me. i should be the one making you happy, your favourite older brother. it should be me. you must be mine,” he continues with his ramble looking at your panicked face, relishing in the fear that dances across your eyes.

he lets you go, watches with glee as you fall down to your knees and cough trying to catch your breath. “break up with him. you are mine.” he groans, watching you with grim eyes. you nod desperately, not wanting him to hurt you any further.

a wicked, sinister smile crosses his face as he calms down, deactivating his quirk. he looks down at your pathetic form: glassy eyes and a dribble of drool falling past your lips. he is so proud. his little sister is finally his.

[djicing]

"Cause I'd never treat me this sh/tty"

AU Based of a tiktok by lilapess ❤ "1-A post embarrassing videos of Denki short circuiting online"

[expresstheobsession]

Morning Memories | SOML PT2

This is part two to a prompt I did with Bakugou called “Sit on my lap.” I think it could be read alone, but reading the first part makes it just a little better. I hope I did the morning after justice for all of you wanting this part so badly! Enjoy. 

Also, may be some mistakes that I will take care of in the morning since it’s so late.

PS I worked a little on Reality too so expect it sometime this week.

Have you ever felt the insistent pounding of a hangover as it beat against your shut eyelids? It was one of those unfortunate mornings for you.

You groaned, trying your best to keep down the feeling of nausea. You hated being sick almost as much as you hated waking up after a night of drinking. The bed was too comfortable and your stomach too soured. You were at a crossroads on which to pay attention to. On the one hand, you could catch up on much needed sleep, but the expense of being possibly suffocated by your own vomit was disgusting.

You wandered into your bathroom, being sure to clean your teeth with a new brush from under the sink. The new bristles were the tough love you needed to rid yourself of the lingering taste of alcohol. The reflection in the mirror, however, was the most terrifying sight. The once curled hair was now a tangled mess, eyes resembled a starved homeless raccoon. All in all, you were a complete tragedy.

While getting dressed you started to piece together the night before. You could remember the drinks, the dancing, and most of all, Bakugou’s smirking face. The only issue being that it was all in flashbacks and you couldn’t remember if you had made a complete fool out of yourself in front of your crush or not. You would text Mina, but you do recall her being worse off and wouldn’t be much help. 

The question circling through your mind was why do I remember sitting on someone’s lap? 

Your face pinked from just the thought of being that bold. It wasn’t like you to take initiative, but sometimes being drunk gave you just enough courage to do the impossible. 

There was a knock on your door, the sound echoing through your small apartment. You didn’t answer right away, grabbing a band off the nightstand to tie up your messy mane. A glance in the mirror satisfied you enough to answer the incessant knocking. 

“Uh, hello.” You spoke softly, unsure of why Bakugou was currently standing in your doorway. 

He looked good in a pair of dark wash jeans, his hair in it’s usual spiked mess. A Letterman jacket hanging casually around his form. His eyes were calculating as they roamed over your disorderly attire. 

“How are you feeling?” His voice was gruff as he slipped past you and into your apartment. He hung his jacket on the rack before continuing deeper inside.

“So much for an invitation,” you scoffed under your breath. Bakugou ignored the comment, making his way to the open kitchen. You watched for a moment as he dug through your fridge, tossing out random ingredients needed to make breakfast. “What are you doing?” 

He glanced back at you, his face contorted into slight annoyance. “I’m making fucking pancakes.” 

When he refused to elaborate, instead turning back to the task at hand, you questioned him once more. “And why did you come to my house to make pancakes?” 

He dug through the cabinets, pulling out the necessary utensils. “Because it’s the best thing for a hangover. Now where the fuck are your bowls?” 

After you assisted Bakugou with the pancake prep, you situated yourself on a bar stool next to the stove. Watching him cook was fascinating, the way he handled himself in the kitchen made him even more attractive in your eyes. Whoever stated that the best way to win someone’s heart is through the stomach was definitely on to something. 

“So are you going to tell me how you’re feeling yet?” He asked, glancing across the table as the two of you chowed on much needed nutrition. 

You paused in your movement, glancing longingly at the fork full of delicious pancakes. “I’m okay. I was a little nauseous this morning, but I think it was just from the alcohol sitting in my stomach all night.” 

“Did you puke?” He smirked, giving you a knowing look. “You so puked. Cheers to you.” 

The words caused a memory to surface, a small one of glasses clinking together as an arm wrapped around your waist. 

“Cheers, Y/N. Happy Birthday.”

Snapping back to the present, you refused to answer and instead filled your mouth with another bite. The plot thickened as the wheels began to turn in your mind. The voice in the memory was definitely Bakugou’s, but that would mean you were sitting in his lap last night and that thought alone wasn’t plausible. 

You dared a glance at the man in question, your heart started to thump at an expedited rate as your thoughts began to clear. 

A hand tugged on your wrist. “Sit on my lap.”

You twirled around to find Bakugou patting his lap with his free hand. His crimson eyes were glazed with bad decisions, but you couldn’t help the excitement as it bubbled through your stomach. “Okay.” 

The mindless flirting started to gush through your hazy thoughts, each innuendo pulling you deeper into realization as the mysterious night of drinking became clear.

“If I tell you I still like you sober, would you kiss me then?” You mumbled, inching your face a little closer to his. 

“I guess you won’t know unless you try.” 

When Bakugou stood to wash the dishes, you watched carefully as he eyed you with concern. He was here to check on you, yes, but he also wanted to know if you felt the same way about him as you did the night before. 

“Katsuki?” You mumbled, laying your hand upon his so he would stop stacking up the dishes. You stood quickly, needing to do this now before you lost your nerve. 

“Yeah?” He asked, turning so that he was standing right in front of you. He hoped you would speak the words he had been dying to hear all morning. 

You took a deep breath, the butterflies in your stomach taking immediate flight as the words began to tumble from your mouth. “I’m sober.” 

You felt his hand as it rested on your hip, the touch light as a feather as if he was unsure if you wanted this or not. “And?” 

“I still want you to kiss me.” 

The words had barely escaped before his lips were on your own. The kiss was languid, slow and sweet. It was unusual for Bakugou to be sensual, but he had wanted to kiss you for so long that he needed to show you how he felt more than just tell you. 

When he pulled away, his forehead rested against yours as he attempted to control his breathing. “Fuck, it’s about damn time. I’ve been wanting to do that all morning.” 

[my-hero-headcannons]

Random Aizawa Headcanon:

Aizawa is awake and sleep deprived about 98.9% of his entire life and is constantly making up for it with energy drinks and sudden naps. However- because of years of keeping such rough unhealthy habits he has the side effect now that any sort of sleep aid just- knocks him right out nearly instantly and he’d sleep it off hard. 

[thenerdytomboy]

You know the fun thing about Tajimas quirk is that it doesn't matter WHAT kind of song he's singing, it makes the target feel calm.

He could literally be singing a rock song like Die Motherfucker Die and the villian would be like

Yeah I think I'm gonna take a nap

[teddy-yandere]

Yandere Dabi Headcanons

⚠️WARNING⚠️ will contain dark themes

A/N = Feel free to request any characters you want. I write for many different fandoms , all you have to do is scroll to the bottom of this post and pick what fandom and character you want me to write for and send me a request. My inbox is always open so feel free to chat with me!! <3

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• As with many male anime characters , this man has a bunch of trauma from his childhood. Because of all of his trauma I feel like he would make the perfect Yandere. When Dabi wants something he will do anything and everything to accomplish his goals.

• To start this off , Dabi has never in his life been “ in love “ with anyone. So imagine his stories when he finds himself thinking about you after you smiled so innocently at him on your way to the grocery store.

• He soon found that he had developed a huge crush on you and would decide to stalk you for a couple of weeks. You are just so kind and cute to everyone you meet. Heck you even smiled at him for gods sake. As he continues to fall more and more I love with you he starts to expirence some self-doubt. How could someone so perfect as you, love and care for someone as broken as him. He truly doesn’t want to bring you down with him.

• After a while , he decides to push these thoughts out and start to fantasize about the life you two could build together. So he decides to kidnap you. After he was set in this , he waited for the perfect situation to practically swoop out from under your feet and play your knight in shining armor.

• Sooner rather than later he was doing his afternoon routine by watching you get of from work. To his surprise one of your male coworkers comes up to you and starts making hand gestures towards you. Dabi has absolutely no idea what the guy is saying to you, but by looking at your body language he can tell that whatever this guy is saying is clearly making you very uncomfortable.

• You may be wondering what does Dabi do? Would he be crazy enough to do something so stupid in the middle of the day I front of passing civilians? Simple answer is Dabi isn’t that stupid. He may have issues but he has something much better planned for this weird guy.

• He basically waits till the guy gets out of work and follows him home. Once the guy goes to bed Dabi breaks in and sets the house in fire. After he does that than he breaks I to your house. And kidnaps you to take you to the LOV hideout.

• Dabi will never ever hurt you physically . It makes him feel like a terrible person like his father. Dabi can be extremely touchy at times mainly because of how touch starved he is as a person.

• Dabi probably does not see himself in the future have kids . This is because he is always on the run. Maybe if you beg him and behave he might give you one kid.

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Thanks for reading Darling !! <3

Feel free to request any character you want. I write for all genders. If you don’t tell me what gender you want then I will just make it gender nuetural. I write for many different fandoms such as:

• Demon Slayer

• Haikyuu

• Attack on Titan

• My Hero Acedemia

• Death Note

Have a nice Day / Night ~

[zekejeagrs]

I just took the test and got INFP-T for my mbti I think 😀?? My star sign is Sagittarius. My hogwarts house is Ravenclaw. I like pretty much any gender. My personality is ig energetic at times, talkative, expressive, I would like to say nice but that would be biased. I'm a little short, I have naturally brown hair but I dye it a lot, it is currently black, i have brown eyes, oh also i have short hair, it's kinda wavy, I'm chubby😐, and I'm hispanic. I dont really have anything else to say about myself except I wanted to tell you my top kins because I felt like I didn't describe my personality well enough: Denki (mha), Oikawa (haikyuu), Suga (haikyuu), Noya (haikyuu), Yamaguchi (haikyuu), Atsumu (haikyuu), and Bokuto (haikyuu). For the animes either My Hero Acedemia or Haikyuu :D

THANK YOUUUUU

— MHA MATCHUP

ty for your submission!

i match you with...

Mirio Togata

i decided to go with mha i hope that’s fine bc you and mirio would work so well! he was my first choice for you bc i feel like your personalities would work v well together. your talkativeness and expressiveness would work well because mirio is the same and you two would just vibe so well because of that.

you seem nice based on your personality and kins but also chaotic?? that is the energy that mirio needs especially when he’s feeling down. based on your kins i get the feeling that you tend to feel a bit down sometimes?? mirio would always be there for you when you do and he’d try to comfort you and make you feel better. he won’t stop trying until he gets a smile out of you because he loves spreading joy.

mirio would also love every single part of you! he’d show you by kissing you everywhere and saying what he loves about you until you finally accept yourself. you mentioned that you dye your hair a lot,,, i imagine mirio giving you ideas for what color to dye your hair next. he’s also the type to show up with a bunch of different dyes in a bag and he’d pull each color out and explain why it would look good on you. overall,,, mirio would be so happy to have you.

sorry for taking such a long time with this,,, i hope you like it!

[thejollyshiner]

11 Questions pt. 1

@iwritebetterthanispeak thanks for sending these questions, but since its a bit longer than expected, I will separate it into two separate parts.

What’s one thing you wish you could go back and change?

To go into college with a better clear goal of what to major in and an idea of a job I wish to achieve with my degree once out of college. I’m constantly still stumbling along the way only to get back up and figure out more about myself along the way of my own future endeavors I wish to pursue. I’m embarrassed but I’m not the college student who will leave after 4 years at this point I’m five years in with a major and minor under my belt but going back into college to finish a minor and pursue another degree with the basic understanding of how my first degree won’t get me a great day job but a great side hustle.

2.  If there was one movie/show/book/etc that you could delete, what would it be?

I really really hate Sword Art Online and still amazes me when people say they genuinely like the series. If this series disappeared I really don’t think it would be that big of an impact of our current cultural mindscape of the genres it represents and anime. 

This show completely frustrates me in how the show itself has an interesting idea to play with but fails in how horribly average the show is to a massive degree in anime. Where it seems the only type of woman that Kawahara can write are ones that somehow all very similar between each other who need to be saved, objectified, and all somehow fall in love with Kirito within the span of an episode. So congrats Kawahara for having incest, but I’m not surprised at this point. Asuna is a unique case in how she had a pretty strong arc in the first series only for it to come all crashing down in season two. Where Asuna is trapped in a literal cage being some disgusting guys pet, while this whole premise is some egomaniacs power fantasy which is a great summary of the series. Being a Power Fantasy of some disgusting boys fantasy. One can not imagine my rage when knowing this show had rape or implied rape within the show of the main female lead who is trapped in a cage to just be fanservice of the show and being the target of tentacle porn. Or how often women within the show are shown so often in a negative light.

3. What was the last video you saw that made you laugh?

The theme of E3

4. What was the last book/fic you read that made you cry?

This one I have no idea. The only time I honestly cry is when I’m frustrated, mad, or happy. When thinking over the past week or month of what I have been reading, it has been very little to point where now I’m simply transitioning to audible books. But, the one fic I have been reading on and off for about two weeks to catch up with it’s the latest chapter is a fic by @nohaijiachi . 

The fic is called A Beacon in the Dark -  Boku no Hero Acedemia - My Hero Acdemia 

The Main Ship: Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto

Summary:

“My thanks.” He says, smiling back. “What is your name, boy?”

“I’m Izuku! Izuku Midoriya, sir!” The boy replies, excited, looking up at him. And Toshinori looks into the unmoving washed out green, into milky white pupils visible behind the mess curly hair, and realizes.

The boy is blind.

The boy that he distinctly saw dodge a series of fairly quick attacks, light on his feet and clearly used to some kind of training, the boy that had thrown him the bottle at the perfect height and perfect speed, the boy that has easily collected his spilled groceries and orderly put them back into the little plastic bag—

The boy. Is blind.

The moment I cried had nothing to with nothing angsty, I normally love reading angsty fics as long as they are equally balanced with lighter stuff that doesn’t contribute to an overall negative atmosphere. But, the moment I did cry was when one of my dorkish boys in the fic said “I love you.” in this ridiculous fic, that I absolutely love and recommend. Where the author has such a great handle on the characters and their personalities. It’s such a unique premise and where the story is heading is very interesting in not being such a simple retread of events.

5. What’s your favorite way to waste time?

Depends on location, if I’m in my hometown I’m most likely hanging out with siblings as we play Mario Kart or we sit around the living room as we watch something together as we talk with each other about whatever. Its really fun trust me as we lay all over each other relaxing. Another fun way I like to waste time in my hometown is by playing Breath of the Wild the game honestly hits all the right spots for me. Of being challenging, always needing to figure out where to find my next weapons or arrows, climbing exploring the places I haven’t been to or couldn’t get to as before. I’m still discovering more shrines, puzzles, great fairies, and outfits along the way. 

When I’m back in my apartment away from my hometown I’m not too sure what I do to waste time probably going on this hellsite or doing something I guess? *shrug* I’m not too sure, whenever I’m back at my apartment I can’t waste time or there are dumb consequences that I would rather not find myself in. So, I try to stay active all the time doing something. 

6. What is something that is popular now that annoys you?

sword art online, enough said. I’m being super lazy but that was somewhat already answered in 2.

[dynamightgod]

Yandere Katsuki is something else.

He's definitely one that you don't see coming. He'll observe you from afar, analyzing your every movement, the faces you make, the jokes you laugh at and the things that make you angry. He's like that damn Deku. Analyzing everything about you.

He doesn't realize it's an obsession at first. And then he tries to ignore it. He's only interested because you're competition. There's no way that he's interested in you romantically.

He doesn't realize he has a problem until he's standing outside the showers, your dirty underwear in his hand.

But it's also like a starting shot and he gives himself permission to fall into his desires.

He starts actively stalking you then. You're still oblivious. The only thing you comment on is how he seems to always be near you during class or training. He's suddenly sitting beside you or offering to train you.

He doesn't say much. He corrects you occasionally and you can't tell but he's going soft on you. He just wants to spend time with you.

This goes on for a couple weeks and he's fine. You're fine. Everything is fine.

Except it isn't fine. You're suffocating and Katsuki so drowning.

Training isn't enough. He wants you to hang out with him after class.

Sitting together in class isn't enough. You need to eat lunch with him.

Why do you want to hang out with Deku? He's way cooler. Don't you think so?

You finally reach your breaking point. You wanted to go to the mall with Tsu and Jirou and Bakugou was having a fit. You put your hands up and gently shoved against his chest, telling him that whatever this was between you, you wanted a break from it.

He couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Who did you think you were?

He was Bakugou Katsuki. The Bakugou Katsuki.

And you rejected him for them?

No. He didn't think so.

You don't see his teeth clench or hear the growl rumble from his chest as you leave. You don't realize as you head out to see your friends that you won't be seeing them again any time soon.

Because no one said no to Katsuki Bakugou.

[expresstheobsession]

187 and 210 with Bakugou??

Hello! I have so much to say about this piece. First of all, this is my FIRST full smutty piece and with that comes learning how to write it. Constructive criticism would be wonderful as I didn’t know what I was doing. Second, I’m super kinky so the dominance in this may be a bit overwhelming and for that I’m sorry. Last, only read if you are 18+ and okay with SMUT! Also, there may be a few mistakes and if you see one let me know so I can fix it. With that being said, I hope you enjoy! :) 

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+ IN THIS!

187 Please, touch me. 210 Was I too rough?

Word Count: 1315 | Warnings: SMUT!! 18+, Swearing, NSFW

They say that a full moon can affect your arousal, stirring up repressed sexual temptation that you tried hard to forget existed. Unluckily for you, there was a full moon tonight as your best friend Bakugou stayed over. It was normal for him to spend the night in your guest room when he had a night off work, but tonight you wished he was in your bed instead. 

The room was quiet, the ceiling fan causing a soft breeze to circulate through. You glared at it as the damn contraption swished around without a care in the world. How you wished to be that damn ceiling fan instead of a lonely, very horny adult. 

The bed in the guestroom squeaked as Bakugou rolled to his back. He couldn’t sleep, not because he wasn’t tired, but more toward the tent currently pitched inside his boxer shorts. He blamed it on the small sounds that seeped through the wall that separated his room from yours. 

He heard you pleasuring yourself, the moans drawing him in like a siren’s song, pulling him deeper into a haze of desire. He slipped his hand under the blankets, palming his thick length impatiently. 

“Fuck.” He whispered as your cries of pleasure grew in volume. He couldn’t stand it anymore, he needed you. 

He slung his legs out of bed, adjusting himself once more before thundering to your room. He didn’t knock, you probably wouldn’t notice if he did. The door swung open to your stunned, heated face, the covers hiding your playful fingers as you took a few deep breaths. The bedside lamp illuminating your provocative position. 

“Katsuki,” You mumbled, pulling the covers up higher on your body to hide the fact that you were indeed shirtless. 

He glared at you, his eyes eyes burning with emotion. He reached behind, shutting the door with a force that shook the walls. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” 

You sat up, the cover dropping to show your plump breasts in the dim light. You weren’t sure what you were doing. Katsuki was your friend and not the kind that included certain benefits. If you went through with what your lady parts wanted, your relationship would forever be different. 

Fuck it. 

“Please, touch me.” You whispered, summoning him forward with your pointer finger. You weren’t sure if you actually looked as sexy in reality as it did in your mind, but it got the point across as Katsuki stumbled forward. 

He leaned over the bed, his arms caging you in. Your chest perked up closer to his bare one, your face inches from his own. 

“I won’t be gentle. You sure that’s what you fucking want?” His voice was husky, tone deep and sensual. You had never heard a curse words sound so erotic before. 

You didn’t answer, instead giving in to your desire to press your lips to his rough ones. Your hands twisted in his hair, tugging him down on the bed and in turn also on top of you. 

Teeth made an aggressive appearance, tugging and sucking on your bottom lip. He situated himself on his knees while his arms pinned yours above your head and his lips trailed down your neck in the same restless tempo. 

“Katsuki,” You moaned, stretching your legs up and around his hips. You could feel his hard member as it pressed into your inner thigh. You could feel your wetness as it soaked through your thin lace panties. “Take me. Now.”

He pulled back, his eyes tinged with crimson anger. “You don’t call the fucking shots, I do. You wanted me, you get me on my terms.” 

You smirked at his dominance, licking your lips in anticipation of what was to come. “Tell me what you’ll do to me.” 

He didn’t answer immediately, taking one of your nipples into his mouth. His teeth grazed, but didn’t bite down just yet. “I’m going to fuck you, hard.” 

You cried out as his teeth clenched roughly around your nipple. It didn’t bring blood, but was sure to bruise as he continued his assault. His fingers trailed down your waist, slipping the lace to the side as he circled your clit. His mouth broke from your sensitive skin, the smirk causing more harm to your already overflowing want.

“I like how wet you are for me.” He whispered, his hand leaving your warmth. He held his middlde finger up and gave it a slow lick. “You taste good, too.” 

His eyes swirled with promise of what was to come. He ripped your favorite lace, lowering himself down to indulge himself in your pussy. He started off slow, educating himself on what you liked most. When he found your sweet spot, he allowed himself to become rougher. You arched your hips, hands now straining against his hair as you egged him on. 

“Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.” You mumbled as the climax within you started to build. Right when you were on the crisp of total ecstasy, Bakugou pulled away. You hummed out your rebuttal, attempting to push his mouth back toward your lady bits. 

“Tch, I want to feel you cum around me.” He said, shaking off your hands and positioning himself back over you. “Listen, if we do this. There isn’t any going back. You’ll be mine, in every sense of the word. You sure you’re okay with that?” 

The sentiment in his voice made you pause. You vaguely remembered that Bakugou was your best friend above all and maybe you shouldn’t ruin that because the full moon made you horny. Then you remembered that he has already seen you naked, nibbled on your sensitive parts, and your so damn close to release that only Bakugou can help. 

“Just fuck me.” You cursed, grinding your hips closer to his clad erection. 

He didn’t waste a moment after you gave consent. He quickly stripped his boxers, giving you a clear view of the package he was carrying. The saying was it didn’t matter how large the hammer was, but how well it hit the nail. With Bakugou, you wouldn’t have any question on size or accuracy. 

He slid deep into your mound, sparing no time in pounding you closer to climax. He was rough, alternating between biting your nipples and leaving hickies on your chest. His fingertips dug deep into the crevice of your hips, using that as leverage to plunge himself further. 

“Oh, I can’t-” You mumbled, attempting to hold onto the feeling a little longer. He knew your sweet spot and was using that knowledge to his advantage. 

“Cum around me. I want to fucking feel it.” He grunted, seeming to pick up the pace even more. At his words you lost all control, succumbing to the rippling climax that flowed within you. He groaned at the feel of your tight core as it pulsed. 

He watched your face as it twisted through promising euphoria. He had never seen someone so enticing. He prided himself in being able to make you come so undone that you blessed him with that kind of beauty. 

The tightness around his staff pushed Bakugou to his own release, joining you in the ride through paradise. He softly murmured your name under his breath, his face now pressed into your neck. You both stayed like that, content with the feeling of being in each other’s arms. Your breathing slowed, an overwhelming sense of exhaustion drawing you in. 

“Was I too rough?” Bakugou’s breath whispered against your neck, his finger trailing around the growing bruise on your hip. 

You giggled, unable to comprehend the seriousness of his question. Bakugou glanced up at you, his face contorting into one of happiness that challenged your own. The two of you laughed like the friends that you were, fully aware that things were sure to change when you woke up in the morning.

[expresstheobsession]

Is it cool if I request Bakugou and an s/o with a bunny mutation quirk? Love your writing btw 💗 your work is amazing!

Hey there! Thank you! ღ This was different to write and even though it’s a little short I hope you enjoy! Thank you for requesting! 

Word Count: 484 | Warnings: Swearing.

The storm outside raged as Bakugou laid wide awake in bed. It wasn’t the storm that kept him up though, it was a disaster of a lover sleeping next to him. All he wanted was to spoon you as you slept, but unfortunately your mutation made things a little difficult. 

It started with the ears. He thought they were cute, probably would be the cutest thing about you if your cheeks weren’t so rosy. He liked to play with them, twirling them around his fingers and sometimes even giving them a tug. You loved it too, almost always the simple action would put you right to sleep. He twirled them around tonight as he listened close to the rain pounding down. 

Then your ears started to twitch. It happened often, but mostly when you were deep in dreamland. At first your ears tickled his cheek, the touch light and airy. He scrunched up his nose and blew it out of his face, trying to ignore the little bugger, but eventually that failed. 

“Fuck,” He whispered. 

Though he was agitated by your movement, he couldn’t bring himself to wake you up. Your face was calm, the whiskers twitching the same rhythm as your ears. 

Bakugou glanced to the clock on your nightstand, cursing when the red numbers blinked 4:00 am. 

“You gotta cut it out or I’ll be sleeping on the damn couch.” He grumbled before rolling to face the opposite direction.

He had only just shut his eyes before he felt you pressed up against his back. “Why are you so far away,” you mumbled, snuggling deeper into the crevice between his shoulder blades. 

Bakugou didn’t answer and before long your snore drowned out the sound of rain. The way you positioned yourself put you at an advantage if your tactic was to annoy. Now not only did Bakugou have to once again ignore the tickle of your bunny ears against his neck, he had to disregard your incessant snoring. 

“Damn it all to hell.” He cursed, moving himself to the far end of the bed and well out of your reach. 

The next thing you did was unexpected and apparently the worst of them all. You kicked him directly in the back. Your quirk allowed for super strong legs, which in turn sent Bakugou flying onto the floor. So much for being out of reach. 

“Katsuki?” Your voice was quite, unsure. The crash had startled you and you weren’t thinking clearly just yet. 

Bakugou groaned from the floor, “fucking quirk makes you so cute, but so damn dangerous in bed.” 

You peeked over the edge of your bed to your sprawled out boyfriend. “What are you doing down there, silly. Come back to bed.” 

“Yes, dear.” Bakugou glared, but despite all the agitation he felt, he still crawled right back in bed because he didn’t want to sleep anywhere without you.

[expresstheobsession]

Can I request a bakugou x reader scenario please. Bakugou is away on a business trip and his s/o is pregnant with their second child and while hes away he realizes that they’ve been kidnapped. The s/o is a Pro Hero also but obviously isnt as strong since shes preggos. Thank you!

Yes, you sure can! I loved writing this one. I hope that it’s what you wanted and you enjoy. :) I love Dad Baku. 

Word Count: 853 | Warnings: Swearing

It was late when Bakugou received the call. He didn’t understand it at first, since he was asleep only moments before. 

“She’s gone, Bakugou. Y/N’s been kidnapped.” Your mother sobbed over the phone, the words almost incoherent. 

He sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he tried to come to terms with what he was hearing. You were gone? That couldn’t be, he had just spoke to you before bed. He jumped up, grabbing his clothes as he interrogated her. “By who? Where the fuck is Y/D/N? Is she okay?” 

He knocked his knee against the dresser as he grabbed his car keys and wallet. He could come back for the rest of his stuff, right now he just needed to make it back home. He needed to find his family.

“She’s with Y/N. Bakugou, we know the villain that took them, but they can’t find him. He’s disappeared. He has them both and he’s gone.” 

Bakugou froze before starting the car. His wife and his daughter were both missing because he was on a business trip and couldn’t protect them. Usually, you could handle yourself since you were also a Pro Hero, but being pregnant limited your ability to use your quirk. You were essentially helpless right now and he wasn’t there to save you.

“Fuck!” He shouted, banging his head against the steering wheel in frustration. He felt as though he was to blame because he wasn’t there to keep the villains at bay. “I’m on my way. I’ll find them. Don’t worry.” 

It took three days of Bakugou blowing up every possible location for him to finally find you. You heard the fight from your cell in the backroom. It was dark, barely enough light to see the chains around your ankles that kept you locked to the floor. Your daughter was free though, snuggling close to your side as she shook from the frigid air. 

The villain didn't hurt either of you, but hinted at a plan to get back at Bakugou for catching his brother. You were terrified of what the creep had planned for your daughter and the danger it posed against your unborn child. You would have tried to fight, but without the use of your quirk and being pregnant, you wouldn’t have been able to hold him off for long.

When Bakugou had the villain restrained you could hear him calling for you, his voice unusually thick with emotion. He was afraid something had happened to one of you. He wouldn’t be able to live with himself if either of you were injured. 

“Daddy!” Your daughter yelled when he burst through the door. Her feet instantly carried her toward him, jumping into his outstretched arms as she cried. He held her close, kissing her head over and over again. 

“It’s okay, baby. Daddy’s here. Are you hurt?” His voice trembled, pushing her back a little to look her over. She shook her head, wrapping her arms back around his neck as he lifted her up. 

He glanced around the room, searching for you in the dark. When he found you, he rushed forward to get you out of the chains. He sat your daughter down beside him, wiping the tears from her stained face before staring back at you. “Are you hurt, Y/N? Is the baby okay?” 

His hands shook as he tried to get the chains unlocked, his eyes looking you over intently. You placed your hands on his, squeezing them gently when he went to pull away. “I’m okay, Katsuki. You found us, we’re okay.” 

“You wouldn’t be in this damn cell if it wasn’t for me. I shouldn’t have fucking left you like that. This is my fault.” He was angry, his quirk acting up slightly causing small sparks to shoot from his hands.

You reached up, brushing your thumb against his cheek. “It’s a risk of the job and you know it. We are okay.” 

His eyes met yours, full of a deep emotion you had never seen on him. He was scared, terrified even, of losing any of you. To him, his family was everything and just the thought of you being in danger put him on edge. He was living through his worst nightmare. 

“Daddy, can we go home?” Your daughter asked, placing her hand on Bakugou’s arm.

 His eyes shut, hiding the accumulating water from your view. “Yes, baby, let’s go home.”

He quickly removed your chains, helping you to stand once you were free. He pulled you into his arms, snuggling his face into the crook of your neck. After a moment, he pulled back to give you a quick peck. “Don’t ever scare me like that again. I can’t live without my family.” 

He carried your daughter in one arm, his other fixed tightly around your waist. He didn’t let you out of his sight for weeks, taking much needed time away from work to keep an eye on you. He held you closer at night, kissed you frequently, and loved you all with every part of his soul.

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Sorry to be a bother but can I request a Bakugou x reader? The reader is studying with him, and she falls asleep. So Bakugou has to tuck her in bed but she somehow makes him sleep with her and it’s just fluffy and cuddles and stuff? Btw I love your blog. Keep writing! 💙💙 (also can I ask if you do matchups?)

You are definitely not a bother at all. I loved this request so much that I just had to write it. :) I hope that it’s fluffy enough. Also, I do matchups! I usually forget that it’s a matchup and do a drabble instead of headcanons so it’s best to specify which you want so I see it. I do have a lot of requests though so it may take awhile to get it and I recommend putting on notifications so you don’t miss it. 

Word Count: 848 | Warnings: Some swearing. 

In all fairness, you did try to stay awake. It wasn’t your fault the subject was boring and even though you were studying with Bakugou, he refused to chat about anything other than classwork. 

The two of you had books strewn around the dining room table, most open to a random page that you knew would be on the test. Worksheets were halfway finished and a steaming pot of tea sat between you. 

“I’m too tired to understand any of this.” You mumbled, resting your head into your hands. You scrubbed your face, sighing dramatically as Bakugou glanced up at you in annoyance. 

“Y/N, quit whining and finish the damn study material. If you wanna fail, fine, but don’t cry to me when you get kicked out of the damn hero course.” He scowled at you from under his messy hair. You had took note of him run his fingers through it multiple times throughout the night, but didn’t notice how tangled it had become. It was kind of adorable. 

You couldn’t help the small smile that took over your once pursed lips. “Are you saying that you care if I fail and get kicked out?” 

Bakugou scoffed, “Tch, fuck no. I just wouldn’t have anyone that actually challenges me.”

You laughed, but didn’t respond. You knew he at least cared a little bit about your safety if nothing else. It was obvious when he went easy on you during training because he would act calm and collected. His usual harsh words he spouted during battle were nothing, but empty threats.

You begrudgingly went back to studying, flipping the pages, but not actually reading the words. Your eyes grew heavy, words started to blur on the paper. You blinked a few times, shaking your head in hopes of arousing yourself once again. You realized it was all futile attempt when your head finally made contact with your open book and the world around you faded to black. 

Bakugou didn’t notice at first that you were asleep, but after a few minutes the small snore gave you away. At first, he tried to wake you up gently, tapping you on the shoulder and mumbling your name, but to no avail. You were deep in slumber by this point. 

Bakugou contemplated leaving you, but he didn’t want you to wake with a crick in your neck when you didn’t get much studying done. He wanted you to stay in the hero course, but not because you challenged him. It was because you were the only one that intrigued him out of the entire school. He wanted the chance to get to know you and that was one reason he agreed to studying with you.  

Eventually, Bakuogu cleaned up the mess of books and worksheets, stuffing them into the correct bag. After it was all packed, he placed both of your bags by the front door so you wouldn’t have to look for them during the morning rush. He gently lifted you from the table, attempting with all his might not to disturb your sleep.

You mumbled incoherently against his chest, snuggling deeper into the warmth he supplied. Bakugou’s cheeks tinted into a blush as he pulled you closer. He glanced down at your face as he climbed the stairs to your floor. He couldn’t help thinking you were cute, your face relaxed with content. He liked the feel of you in his arms, but would never admit that out loud.

Once he made it to your room, he laid you gently on the bed. The covers were placed around you, making sure you were snug and warm. He smoothed the flyaway hairs from your face, placing them delicately behind your ear. 

When he went to pull away, your hand caught his wrist. Your eyes were still shut and he knew you weren’t fully awake, but his heart jumped just a little from the contact. 

“Katsuki?” You mumbled quietly, dropping your hand from his. 

He didn’t answer at first, unsure of why you would be calling out to him in your sleep haze. It didn’t matter though because the next words out of your mouth shocked him more than anything. 

“Please don’t go.” 

The words were whispered, barely audible if he wasn’t so close. His cheeks pinked once again, his heart rate skyrocketing at the thought of sleeping so close to you. 

“Stay with me.” This time your eyes opened, glancing up at him through your thick lashes. “Please.”

Bakugou didn’t ask questions, couldn’t really when you were looking at him like that. You held up the covers, allowing him to climb in beside you. His arms snaked around your waist, pulling you into a comfortable position. Your face was snuggled into his neck, your arms tightly pressed between the two of you. 

“You tell anyone and I’ll kill you.” He whispered against your ear. 

You smiled against his neck, “Just shut up and cuddle me.” 

Katsuki didn’t comment, just pulled you tighter. You felt his lips brush against your temple right before you drifted back into a deep sleep.