Katsuki Bakugo x F!Reader Fluff/Angst
Summary~ Everyone has a soulmate out there somewhere, you’d think since everyone has a soulmate that the universe would be kind enough to make it easy to find your soulmate as soon as possible. But, the only way to know who your soulmate is, is by making sure your quirks are the opposite of each other, oh, and the tattooed initials that appear on your wrist the day of your 18th birthdays…Sounds great right? Well, it would’ve been great if it wasn’t for the fact that your soulmate was none other than Katsuki Bakugo, your twin brother’s enemy.
I also have a kpop fic coming up as well on my other blog which you can find here. The details of that fic are listed below if you’re interested!!
Choi San x F!Reader smut
Summary~ Reader is staying over at her boyfriend San’s dorm, San wakes her up in the middle of the night because of a dream he had that caused him a bit of a problem, the thing is his group mates are sleeping right next door and the walls are pretty thin.
If you dont mind me asking, but how about Shigaraki and a male so with a quirk that allows him to remend damage items?
Fic Type: Scenario Fandom: My Hero Academia Pairing: Shigaraki x Male!Reader Word Count: 385 words
You remained seated at the bar, cleaning out the glasses with a rag. Looking at all the shattered glass on the counter, you sighed. Removing the white glove that covered your hand, you touched the glass, activating your quirk. A glow emitted from your fingertips as the glass began to rise and reassemble themselves back to their origin. Your attention was soon turned to a stampede of footsteps that came inside the bar. The rest of the group, including Shigaraki, came back from their expedite. "How did it go?" You turned around in the bar stool to face them. From the looks of it, not well. Toga's usual cheery grin, replaced with a frown. The group had bruises and marks from what you could tell. Kurogiri entered the bar behind you and did a once over on the group. "Not well, I assume." He answered your question. "Thank you for fixing the cups." He grabbed the drinkware, a small 'clink' from bunching them up together, and placed them on the shelf behind him.
In a flash, the group began arguing, trying to place blame on who ruined the mission. Shigaraki took a seat next to you and started to claw at his neck. "There is room for improvement." You rubbed his shoulder, trying to calm him down as he was muttering away to himself. "It's all (💙)'s fault!" The group all yelled, reaching the same conclusion. You turned around in shock. "I can't be held responsible! I wasn't even there!" You yelled back at them. At this instance, Shigaraki stopped ripping away at the flesh on his neck. "You're right. Which is why you need to be there the next time." Shifting back to Shiggy, you raised an eyebrow at him. "You're the missing link to all of this." He mumbled under his breath. The others went their separate ways, leaving just you and Shigaraki. "(💙)." He hummed. "Yes?" He grabbed ahold of your gloved hand and intertwined his fingers with yours. It's been a while since he was affectionate towards you due to the stress of dealing with infuriating heroes. "You will come next time, right?" He removed the hand from his face and looked at you solemnly. "Of course I will." Grasping his hand with both of yours, you stroked his knuckles lovely.
HELLOO! i would just like to say how much I love your dabi series! it's such an interesting concept. The pacing is really nice and your writing is really good. Please keep up the great work ^o^♡♡♡ I'm so excited for the next chapters!
thank you!! i’m glad you like it! ^^ 🤍
Fic Type: Drabble Fandom: My Hero Academia Pairing: Dabi x Reader Prompt: N/A Word Count: 415 A/N: Just some angst inspired by a song Warnings: Smoking, drinking, that is all
A deep inhale arose from his slightly parted lips. The end of the cigarette became a glowing orange, the smoke filling his lungs. Holding his breath, his bright cerulean eyes bore through the ceiling. His mind was a tattered mess just like him. He breathed out through his nose, the smoke being lighter than when it first entered his lungs. A soft vibrating resounded throughout his mattress. Propping himself up with his elbows, he glances over at his device. The screen lit up, revealing some missed calls and unread messages from her. His nose scrunched up at the sight of your contact name, and he placed his phone face down on the bed. Laying back down, he took another long drag. His phone began vibrating again, only this time it lasted longer. He flipped over the phone to see the reason. You were calling. Pressing the decline button, he unlocked his phone to view your messages. Scrolling until he reaches the most recent one, he decides to reply. His heart twisted uncomfortably in his chest at the sorrow your texts conveyed.
His message only contained an ounce of sympathy but was mainly avoidant and distant as to why he hasn’t been responding. Ending it off with a goodbye, he powered off his phone to prevent his phone from being spammed by you again. His expression dulled as he stood up and walked over to his dresser, opening to get out an assortment of alcohol. Twisting off the cap and flicking it off, he drank straight from the bottle and threw himself back on his mattress. He closed his eyes, enjoying the subtle feeling of the room spinning. Drumming his fingers on his chest, he slightly nodded his head along with the music he had blaring. The persistent knocking on his door caused him to open his eyes. His forehead creased, he knew who’s at the door already. “Dabi!” He heard your muffled cries. However, he couldn’t bring himself to get up. Whether the reasoning being the alcohol tainting his movements or the guilt that suffocated him. He knew what he was doing wasn’t fair to you. But he didn’t have the willpower to stop. Or to hold you close. His eyes darted to the doorknob that was twisting but failing to open. “Can we please talk?” Your voice tinged with sadness. He decided that it would be better for both of you if he didn’t move. His mind was whirling as his eyelids fluttered closed.
Hey! I'd like to request a Shota Aizawa x male reader fic, where they're fake dating for an undercover mission and have trouble hiding that they actually have feelings for each other?
Oh my god, I love this idea!! Posting soon, hope you enjoy it! ♥
(n.) A vision that is seen in sleep. A dream.
Fic Type: Oneshot Fandom: My Hero Academia Pairing: Tamaki Amajiki x Reader Prompt: “Do you want to watch the stars?” Word Count: 854 words
“Hey.” A voice filled Tamaki’s ears, it sounded so distant. When he opened his eyes the world around him was hazy. In an instant, his eyes found your ( e/c ) eyes. “Are you alright?” You spoke softly to your drowsy friend. Gently moving his bangs from out of his eyes, you smiled warmly at him. He hid his face with his hands in order to avoid your gaze. The fact that his head was resting on your lap caused his face to heat up. “Y-Yes..I’m sorry.” He sat up, removing his head from your thighs. He looked around taking in his surroundings. You two were currently sitting in the grass outside the dorms. “Did... I fall asleep outside?” You let out a giggle that you muffled with your hands. You turned your gaze upwards to the sky. It was painted a vibrant red-orange blend. The clouds looked so hauntingly beautiful to you. If only you had your camera. You would’ve taken a picture to capture the lovely scenery and use it as a reference for your paintings. But for now, you’ll need to settle for a mental picture.
“Come on silly, it’s basically dark out.” You stood up and brushed off some excess debris that was on your dark green skirt. You extended a hang to your friend who seemed to be avoiding your eyes. He accepted your helping hand and fidgeted with the end of his blazer to distract him from the fact that you’re touching him. “Um...are we going inside now?” It was indeed getting late but you didn’t want to leave his side. You would never admit it but his presence gave you immense comfort. “I actually have another idea! Do you want to watch the stars?” You asked grinning at him. With a small nod of his head, you began to drag him with you up the stairs. Not once letting go of his hand.
You two entered the elevator and he pressed the button to the roof. ‘Maybe I should bring my camera.’ You thought to yourself. “Wait a sec!” You said as you pushed the number that was your floor. Once the doors open, you rushed out and ran into your bedroom to search for the camera. At the time you were finished you made your way back to the elevator. ‘Hmm. He should be on the roof by now.’ You tapped your lips with your index finger as you were lost in thought. You almost didn’t see the doors of the elevator open, revealing Tamaki still standing in there waiting for you. “💙?” Your eyes widen and you rubbed the back of your neck, laughing in shame. “I’m sorry, I happened to be thinking.”
You stood next to him and he pressed the roof number again. The rest of the ride up was silent as you naturally drifted off in your thoughts. While you were thinking about photo presets to use, Tamaki was thinking about how he missed the feel of your hand in his. Though, he didn’t want to overstep a boundary and make you uncomfortable. The doors of the elevator opened and you two stepped outside. The sky turned into a cerulean shade, almost matching Tamaki’s hair perfectly. Sitting down on the hard concrete, he soon followed suit. You took out your camera and captured a few photographs of the sky. When you were settled with it, you set it down. “Isn’t it pretty?” You questioned. He hummed in agreement. Although his attention was only on you. The way you admired the stars tugged at his heart. “Tamaki?” “Y-Yes 💙?” “I like spending time with you.” The way the corners of your lips turned upwards made his heart melt. It was then that he had realized that he’s never seen you smile that way towards anyone else. Maybe he was just reading too much into it. The space between you two lessened by the second until your shoulders were touching. “I...like spending time with you too.” His dark blue eyes darted away for a few seconds and then back to yours. He grabbed your arm with a shaky hand and gently pulled you closer. You decided to continue as you bumped your nose with him and giggled. His stomach became a pile of nerves while yours was swarming with butterflies. He closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side, and you mirrored his action, closing the gap.
“Amaji! You’re still sleeping?!” Tamaki opened his eyes. He was currently in his bed in his room. “You missed the first class!” Hado scolded him, smacking him with his pillow. “It’s alright! We covered for you!” Mirio reassured him and put a stack of papers on his nightstand. Tamaki paid no attention to them as he was deep in thought. His eyebrows knotted together and he frowned. “What’s with that ugly face?” Hado questioned. In a second, Tamaki laid face down on the mattress in shame. “That was cruel.” His voice was muffled. Hado and Mirio kept reassuring him and apologizing, but he wasn’t mainly talking about what she said. Although her words did sting.
Hey how are u ? Where can I find your masterlist ? .... I have been asking that question alot Lol .. I really don't know how to find them....
Hello! I'm doing well thank you for asking!
I do have a masterlist as well as a navigation post! However they aren't updated to this day so I'll fix that later! Here's the link to navigation post! It has my masterlist as well as other information such as request rules etc!
hello! how are you doing today?💓
Hi!!! I’m doing great! Just writing away while listening to music, how about you? ♥♥♥
ahh thank you so much🥺 I hope you stay safe and that you’re okay in this time too!!💓
It’s no problem! And thank you! Also my dms are always open if you ever wanna talk! (Given sometimes I’m dead asleep)
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