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Yandere!Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Summary: You suddenly become compliant and submissive and Bakugou wants to know why

A/N: I can’t bring myself to write anything about bad yanderes 

Quirk: Not specified

Warnings/Genre: Yandere themes, yandere fluff, stockholm synndrome-y, 

WC: 879

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Bakugou was wondering why you were so quiet. For the past week you’ve been acting strangely, being oddly submissive and not fighting back like you used to. Don’t get him wrong, it was so much easier than when you would push him away. It pained him when he had to punish you, and when you tensed up when he tried to show you affection. 

He was glad that you changed the way you acted, it was just... suspicious. You used to tense up and face away when he tried to cuddle you in bed, sometimes trying to move away. For the past few weeks it went from that to not flinching when he wrapped his hands around you, to relaxing when it happens, to turning around and leaning into it. Eventually, you would wrap your limbs around him in your sleep and often doing it while you were awake, dozing off peacefully a few moments later. 

Meal times with him went from ignoring him and finishing up as quick as you can, to staying and asking about his day. He would talk about the stupid things he would come across and you would giggle quietly. He loved that sound but wasn’t that used to hearing it.

You would even give him lingering kisses in the cheek, too. The first time you did it you were shy to, blushing when you stopped him from leaving for work. He looked at you with a questioning gaze but you just gave him a peck on the cheek, saying goodbye as he left for work. 

That one kiss on the cheek became a daily thing. You willingly kissed him when he went and came back from work. 

One night, this night, you were particularly loving. You made him a spicy curry dinner and were more smile-y than usual. You giddily greeted him at the door, wrapping your arms around him and planting a kiss on his cheek. You happily told him you made dinner for him and led him to the dining area. 

He was surprised at how you acted. You looked so happy serving him his food and even happier when you sat next to him and ask how his day went. He told you what he usually did and you sat next to him laughing and smiling. 

When dinner was done, you washed the dishes while he took a shower. You tried to do it quickly so you were able to join him and surprise him but the many pots and pans you used took time that he didn’t want to waste in the shower. When you got to the bedroom, he was already done and it was your turn to take a shower. 

While you were in the bathroom he was wondering why you were acting so weirdly. You never really, well, liked him, ever since he took you. All he ever wanted was to keep you safe but you just called him crazy, up until recently.

Stepping out of the bathroom in the nightgown he bought for you, you saw him looking at the ceiling with his hand under his head. You smiled and leaped onto the bed, landing on his bare chest and resting your small frame on him. 

You heard him gasp quietly then you felt yourself being flipped over. He held your hands above your head as he looked at you with a hard glare, “Why are you acting like this? What are you planning? Are you trying to escape? To trick me?” he interrogated you. 

Tears welled up in your eyes as he continued to scare you, he did this many times before but it stopped for a while so you forgot how scary he could be. 

“N-no! D-did I do something wrong? I’m s-sorry” you sobbed. The sight of you crying made him regret yelling at you. His eyes widened and his chest squeezed as tears soaked the bed sheets below you. 

He let go of your wrists and wrapped you in a tight embrace, “I’m sorry, I just wanted to know why you were acting different.” he shushed you

Your sobs died down to sniffled and he released you from the hug. He rested his weight on his elbows as he looked at you trapped between his arms. You started to speak in a trembling, soft voice. 

“Remember when you gave me a bath that time?” you started, “You brought me to the bed and held me and I felt... safe. I realized you take care of me and you keep me in here to protect me. I know you’ve been telling me that but now I see it. I didn’t really grow up in a happy place, my friends, now that I think about it, didn’t really care for me. If they did they would’ve already gotten me out of here. Heck, even you, my captor, is nicer to me than they ever were” you chuckled

You continued, “And besides, I already liked you in the first place so I’ve been thinking... this isn’t so bad”

With that, you cupped his face in your hand and pressed your lips to his for the first time and that let him know that now both you and him were finally content with your lives.

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(Bakugou x f!Reader)

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

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She was always touching him. 

He hated it.

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hol up-

Osamu’s shop is called Onigiri Miya.

Another word for Onigiri is Omusubi.

So in a way, you can call his shop Omusubi Miya.

Meanwhile, Atsumu’s team is called MSBY Black Jackals.

In Japanese, MSBY is pronounced Musubi.

So you have: Omusubi Miya and Musubi Miya.

Musubi means to connect. So no matter which paths of life they take, whether they choose food or sport, the Miya twins are and will always be connected to one another.

Happy Birthday to my determined ass children from two different animes

Tenya Iida

Tsutomu Goshiki

les matins (the mornings)

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

pairing ⟶ monoma neito/ gn! reader

word count ⟶ 6.2k+ words

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was Monoma’s.

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

But something changed.

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

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

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

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1, 10, 12 from your prompt list with bakugo x reader? maybe the reader went on a date and it ended horribly, like the person was a creep or hurt her or something and she called bakugo and he was being an asshole as per usual?? it can be platonic! thanks, sorry to bother you

You didn’t bother me at all!!!!! Thank you for requesting and being pacient! Isaw your other note about just doing two, but I went ahead and did the three :) hope that was ok! Hope you like it! I loved how well these went together!

Bakugou x pro!fem!reader

Bad date

“Can you please come and get me?”

“Forget it, your a fucking asshole”

“Can we just go home?”

Warnings: cursing, vary little suggestive themes

Word count: 2674

Bakugou walked up the steps to your apartment, the familiar, yet annoying, giddiness beginning to set in his stomach. Once he saw your door, he mindlessly began to brush off any possible dirt off his t-shirt and sweats, running a hand through his hair to make it more fluffy, then stopped. Why the hell did he always do that when he was about to see you? He shook his head, cursing the rising heat that was soon to set on his cheeks. Damn it, why’d you always have to make him feel such weird shit?

He took out his keys, flipping through the multiple ones until he found yours. He opened the door, knocking on it before completely walking in “it’s Bakugou” he shouted, making you aware of his presence. He stepped in, shutting it behind him and looked around, the place, clean as usual, but the sink loaded with dirty dishes.

“Tch,” he walked over to the pile, rolling up his sleeves and began to work.

You heard the noise from the kitchen, getting up from your vanity and curiously peeking your head out of your room “eek!” You blushed perfidiously, running back in your room and putting on your robe. You finally walked out, sneaking up behind him and tapping his shoulder as your passed by and grabbed a drink from the fridge “I didn’t know you were stopping by”

He stiffened a little at your touch “I shouted when I walked in” he turned around, looking at your back side as you rummaged through the fridge, his eyes trailed down to your legs, the robe your wore ending just a few inches below your thighs “ahem” he cleared his throat, suddenly feeling his chest tighten a bit.

You turned around, meeting his eyes “thank for doing the dishes, but I was going to do them when I got back” you quirked an eyebrow, taking a sip of your drink.

“Fuck you, I wanna do em. And I thought you weren’t patrolling today?”

“O-oh” you scratched the back of your neck “I’m not, I’m going...on a date”

He stilled, his heart clenching and frowned “why?”

“Am I not allowed to date?”

His frown deepened

“I’m kidding, it’s just with someone my mom suggested, one of her friends sons. Said something about needing to get out more” you rolled your eyes at the last sentence

He followed you back to your room, sitting on the edge of your bed as you went to your bathroom and got changed “I thought you hated dates...and people” he committed, something that you both disliked.

You chuckled “yeah, I’m not a fan of dates, nor am I a fan of people I don’t know-“ you opened the door “think this is ok?” You motioned to your dress, small blush tinting you’re features.

He thanked for the dim lighting in the room, feeling his heart leap, his face became a blushing mess. Shit. You looked pretty-scratch that, you looked fucking stunning. “I-y-yeah” he looked away, pouting “looks fine”

He wouldn’t mind if you dressed like that for him...he could get used to seeing you in dresses.

“That’s good” you sighed, reaching for your shoes “pffft why are you pouting” you snickered

His pout grew, quickly becoming angry at the thought of some low life seeing you look like this. He only wished you would be going on the date with him and not some extra. Hell, he could have sworn you at least you returned his feelings a little, guess fucking not if you were going out with someone else.

You made your way toward the blond, beginning to play with his hair “aww don’t be sad, I’ll be back soon and we can rent a mo-“ he slapped your hand away, getting up and leaving you in the room. You quirked an eyebrow, he never let you stop once you played with his hair. You followed him out your room, watching him slip back on his own shoes “katsuki? Where you going?”

“Home” he opened the door, only for you too grab the end of his shirt, he turned around “what”

“Are you mad at me?”

He bit his lip, he didn’t want to be mad at you, he wasn’t. He was mad that you were letting some douche bag be more important than him “no” he shut the door, leaving you in the door way, utterly confused.

—

You waited in the front of your building, Kei’s car driving up. He got out of the car, coming over to you with a big smile on his face. You admit that he was hansom, he towered over you and he was built. He greeted you, opening the door and helping you in. You couldn’t lie that it warmed your heart.

Once in the car, you attempted to make conversation, trying to lighten the mood, except he only nodded, smiling along. You eventually became quiet, deciding maybe he didn’t want to talk. You leaned back, closing your eyes and enjoying the ride until you made it to the theater.

Maybe katsuki would want to watch a movie at your house after, then you could actually relax in comfy clothes and spend some time with him. Your cheeks heated up at the thought, you smiled. You were pulled out of your thoughts when you felt a hand graze your thigh, the feeling making you tense and blush more. You slowly looked back at kei, who had his eyes on the road but his free hand was dangerously close to your legs.

“Oops! Sorry I didn’t mean to-“

“It’s fine!” You squeaked, grabbing the ends of your dress and pulling it down as far as it would go.

He glanced over to you, you could feel his eyes on you, not daring to look back “I like that dress on you” he stated, smirk playing on his lips “looks nice”

You gulped, it was a complement, but it just felt weird. You mumbled a thank you, the rest of the drive was quiet, except for his hand occasionally getting closer to you and his eyes going lower with each glance.

You visibly sank lower into your seat when the two of you pulled up to the theater. He again opened the door for you and offered his hand, you hesitantly took it, letting him help you out of the car before he closed it, removing his hand from yours and moving it to the small of your back. You stepped away a little, trying to give yourself some space, but each time you did, he just asked why you were being so shy, that he wouldn’t bite, all the while giving you that annoying ass smirk.

You were shaking, cold but mostly nervous, a bit scared too. You were a rising hero, you shouldn’t be frightened of this guy, yes he was taller and much larger than you, but you were stronger, heck, you could beat Bakugou in a fight. So why did kei intimidate you so much? You swallowed thickly as you sat down, the male sitting right next to you, hand again finding it’s was to the hem of your dress. You stilled, closing your eyes while the movie played, each minute his hand being higher and higher than before. You felt tears prick at the corners of your eyes, he was making you fell so weak, so vulnerable, your bottom lip began to quiver a little. Pathetic, you thought, just tell him to stop, but no words came out. You froze, his other arm slinging around your shoulder as he leaned down to whisper in your ear, hand sliding to your chest and the other further up your thigh.

“Having fun?” He asked. You could hear him smirking.

His hand hiked all the way up your dress now, other grouping at your breast. You felt the tears fall to your cheeks, you bit the inside of your lip, grabbing the hand on your thigh and pulled it off you “N-no!” You shouted, you didn’t care about the others looking or scolding your for interrupting. You wanted out of there. You wanted away from him.

You ran to the bathroom, unable to stop the tears that threatened to fall with each second, your chest ached and you trembled. You wanted out. You wanted away from him and this stupid building. You looked in your purse, rummaging around to look for your wallet. Nothing. You weren’t exactly close to your house, you didn’t have any money to take the train and your card was in your wallet. You sucked in a breath, composing your self and took out your phone.

—

Bakugou huffed, taking the weight and lifting it back above his head while kirishima spotted him from behind. Bakugou lifted it again, letting it back down with a growl and set it back on the stand. Kirishima took the opportunity to place his hands on his friends shoulders playfully “you seem tense” he teased. The ash-blond jerked away, standing up and stomping over to his locker, the red just behind him.

“Wanna talk about it?”

“Fuck off” he seethed, walking over to the punching bag, Kiri still behind him.

“Where’s (y/n)? Normally you work out together.”

Bakugou punched the bag harder, the stand falling over with a loud thud, making the red jump.

“On a fucking date” he snarled

Kirishima’s slightly scared expression quickly turned into a smirk “oooohhhhh, that’s why your on edge, your little crush is going out with someone else~”

Bakugou whipped around “yeah! She fucking is! And it’s really fucking annoying!” He shouted, causing a few heads to turn “she seemed so casual about it too- like it didn’t matter-“

-Ring-

His ears perked, taking out his phone from his pocket, seeing your name flash across the screen. He glared at the devise, pressing decline. It only rang again, your name back on the screen seconds later, again ignoring the call.

“Dude, your not going to answer it?” Kirishima asked, his own phone suddenly ringing. He picked it up “hey (y/n)!” He smiled, dodging bakugou from taking the phone “yeah he’s right here-“ he handed it to Katsuki, the blond growling and snatching the phone away from him, holding it to his ear.

“What” he hissed

“Katsuki?”

His glare faltered, you voice sounded...upset?...no, why the hell would you be upset if you were on a great date with a great fucking extra, he clenched his fist “what the hell do you want?”

you were taken back by his tone, it was full on venom “u-um-“

“Spit it out already, I don’t have all fucking day-“

“Can you come and get me? Please?” you quickly mumbled

“Huh?” He couldn’t hear you, you repeated it a bit more loudly “what? Fuck no”

Your brows knitted together in frustration “just- please?”

“Why the hell ask me? Why not your new boyfriend?” He hissed again

Your mouth hung open at the response, choosing to keep your composer, but it wouldn’t last long with how he was talking to you “I’m just asking if you can drive a little to come get me, I’ll return the favor-“

“Oh fuck you- just take the train or some shit-“

“I don’t have my wallet!” You shouted back, tears springing at your eyes

“Well maybe you shouldn’t have fucking left it at your house like an idiot!”

You couldn’t believe him right now, your face becoming hot and seethed back while you almost sobbed “never mind” you nearly whispered, voice low and defeated “forget it, your a fucking asshole”

“w-wait- (y/-“ but you’d already hung up. He cursed himself, looking back at his phone to call you back, but saw a voice mail you left him from the first call, he pressed it.

“K-katsuki?” You croaked, voice weak and broken. Had you been crying? “I-um could you maybe pick me up, I-I forgot my wallet and can’t get home unless I walk and-well it’s kinda far...um...kei-the guy who took me was” you shuddered “he was- touching me...I just-...n-never mind, call me back when you can-“

It ended. His heart sank. Fuck, he messed up. He gathered his things, grabbing his duffel bag and headed out the door, ignoring his friends questions.

—

He showed up at the theater, stepping inside when he saw a man furiously walking down the hall, shouting your name. This must have been the shitty extra. His anger skyrocketed, his face absolutely red in rage. This man had hurt you. Well now katsuki was about to return the favor.

He walked toward him, Kei stopping and starting back at Bakugou.

“Hey man,” kei began as if they were friends “have you seen a woman, about this tall, (h/c) hair,” he brought his hand to his mouth, as if he was telling a secret “sexy as fuck, like seriously, I swear I was about to get a good night but then she ran off-“

Yeah no. Bakugou punched him square in the jaw, the other male doubling over and holding his face. Katsuki didn’t give him time to breath, taking the collar of his jacket and pushing him against the wall “listen here you little shit, your going to tell me where she went and then stay far, far away from her. Got it? Cause if I see your shitty ass face again Or anywhere near her, I will blow your ass into next week” he snarled

The man visibly began to shake, shaking his head frantically “i-I don’t know man! She just stormed out!”

The blond dropped him, letting kei fall to the ground and scramble away. He looked everywhere, walking back into the theater you were in and never down every hall, until he head sniffles from the woman’s bathrooms, it was your voice. He opened the door, not giving two shits it was the woman’s bathroom. He still didn’t see you, instead seeing a similar set of shoes under a stall door. He stood by it.

“(Y/n)?” he said softly, the sound even surprising himself “hey, come out”

He watched the door slowly open, revealing your head facing down, looking toward the ground, avoiding his gaze. He frowned.

“Hey” he said again, voice still low

You looked up, your red blood shot eyes meeting his. His jaw clenched, chest dropping at the sight of your previously tear stained face. He didn’t say anything, instead bringing you into a hug and rested his head on top of yours, rubbing your back.

“M’ sorry” he mumbled

You slowly felt the lump come back up your throat, breath hitching and quietly cried, tightening your hand into fist and balling up his jacket.

“I-I’m sorry” you laughed a little “this is pretty pathetic as a pro hero-“

“No it’s not” he mumbled “fuck that guy- he shouldn’t have made you feel this way...”

“Can we just go home?” You asked

He pulled away, taking off his coat and wrapping it around you before smirking and picking you up as if you were a feather, you squeaked, instinctively wrapping your legs around his torso as he walked out the bathroom and the theater. Once you reached his car, he leaned you against it.

“You ok?” He asked. You nodded, letting you down and helped you in the car.

“I’m glad that’s over” you breathed, leaning back against the seat and wrapped his jacket closer around you and snuggling into it, eyes fluttering shut. He leaned over, pushing your head playfully

“fuck that,”

You re-opened your eyes, looking at him questionably.

He couldn’t help the blush that painted his cheeks and ears with his next words “dates not over cause I’m finishing it.” He kept his eyes on the road, refusing to meet your own “can’t just let you go back home when you dressed so beautiful for a night out” me mumbled, hesitantly looking back at you.

You smiled, making his heart race “sounds good” you said simply.

Bonus:

You reached over, taking your fork and stealing a piece of katsuki cake, plopping it in tour mouth

“Damn it woman! You have your own!”

“I know, but I like how your taste”you said in between chews

“Maybe you should have gotten the chocolate one then!”

—

You reached over again when you thought he wasn’t looking, eyes focused on the delicious cake and not on the blond grabbing your arm and planting a kiss on your lips.

You looked back at him, blushing. He licked his lips, smirking at you “you taste better”

Masterlist

BACK DOOR :: HAN

I NOTICED IT IN THE MANGA TOO THE TINY PANEL WAS MY FAVORITE

Bruh our boi Shinsou has really beefed up :0

Kinktober 2020 ~ BNHA & Haikyuu!!

Hello, my first Kinktober is here! I’m going to do BNHA and Hq alternate between days like an author I follow but I’ll tag later

Sorry for the inactivity my body is shutting down and I can’t get anything done but I will post this cuz everyone else is. Maybe change some of these but I hope not.

Edit: I made small edits here and there but I switched the original day 8 and 10

EDIT : School’s a bitch and I will finish this when it calms down, for now I’ll unpin it and maybe post random drafts or reblog here and there

Day 1: Kaminari Denki; Sleepy sex Also includes: Quirk play, dry humping, wet dreams,  intercrural sex

Day 2: Sawamura Daichi; Exhibitionism Also includes: Dirty talk, Captain Kink,Karasuno Gangbang pt.1

Day 3: Bakugou Katsuki + Kirishima Eijirou; Rape play Also includes: Excessive amounts of cum, Breeding kink, roleplay TW: Rape, noncon

Day 4: Sugawara Koushi; Creampie Also includes: Praise, Karasuno Gangbang pt.2

Day 5: Midoriya Izuku; Overstimulation Also includes: Quirk play, multiple orgasms

Day 6: Hinata Shoyo + Kageyama Tobio; First times Also includes: Spitroasting, blowjob, doggystyle, Karasuno Gangbang pt.3

Day 7: Todoroki Shoto; Temperature play Also includes: Light bondage, blindfolding

Day 8: Tsukishima Kei; Dumbification Also includes: Begging, Karasuno Gangbang pt.4

Day 9: Shindo Yo; Public sex Also includes: Quirk play, forced orgasm

Day 10: Yamaguchi Tadashi; Breastfeeding kink Also includes: Handjob, Karasuno Gangbang pt. 5

Day 11: Iida Tenya; Spanking Also includes: Sir kink

Day 12: Azumane Asahi; Hair pulling Also includes: Riding, Karasuno Gangbang pt.6

Day 13: Sero Hanta; Suspension Also includes: Corruption

Day 14: Tanaka Ryunnosuke; Biting/marking Also includes: Riding, Karasuno Gangbang pt.7

Day 15: Monoma Neito; Sex pollen Also includes: Slight!Degredation

Day 16: NIshinoya Yuu + Slight!Ennoshita Chikara; Fingering Also includes: Cum eating, Karasuno Gangbang pt.8 (final)

Day 17: Aizawa Shota; Pet play Also includes: Quirk play

Day 18: Miya Atsumu; Drunk Sex Also includes: Slight!Yan themes

Day 19: Kan Sekijiro; Stuck in a wall Also includes: Teasing, Slight!Humiliation

Day 20: Tendo Satori; Panty thievery Also includes: Dirty talk 

Day 21: Amajiki Tamaki: Size kink Also includes: Praise

Day 22: Kozume Kenma; Toys Also includes: Mutual Masturbations

Day 23: Togata Mirio; Vouyerism Also includes: Quirk play

Day 24: Haiba Lev; Glasses kink Also includes: Semi public sex

Day 25: Takami Keigo; Costumes Also includes: Slapping (face)

Day 26: Bokuto Kotaro; 69 Also includes: Face sitting

Day 27: Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu; Squirting Also includes: Dirty talk, Slight!Overstim

Day 28: Kyotani Kentarou; Edging Also includes: Daddy Kink 

Day 29: Shigaraki Tomura; Choking Also includes: Fear play

Day 30: Miya Osamu; Anal Also includes: Almost getting caught

Day 31: Shinsou Hitoshi; Hate sex Also includes: Fuck or die

Stray Kids Maknae Line (f/s/j)

Seungmin: I’m hungry

Jeongin: I want take out

Felix: Me too… I’m not calling

Jeongin: Me neither

Seungmin: Don’t look at me

Felix: So, what now?

Seungmin: We starve