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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.

Fighting Fate - Ch 2

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Ship: Sir Nighteye x GN!Reader

Genre: Angst with a happy ending, Mutual Pining, Office Romance

Warnings: Slight Sexuality, Yandere if you squint

Word Count: 1.3k

Summary: Nighteye’s quirk predicts his assistant will die before the night’s end, but he’s not about to accept fate this time around.

Do not repost.

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Everyone knew you were upset from the hard clack-clack-clack of your fingers jabbing away at your keyboard. You looked up to wish Bubble Girl a good night on her way out.  You smiled, but it looked more like you were baring your teeth.  The two of you usually walked to the subway together.  But not today.  Bubble Girl got to go home on time.  You got to transcribe case files from the Bronze Age.  Lucky.

You risked a glance up from your computer screen. Sasaki was still staring at you. Or was he staring through you? Was he looking into your future right now? What was he seeing? You tried to ignore him as he’d been ignoring you these past few days, but you couldn’t. All roads led back to Nighteye. The interns should be back from patrol soon. Would they be staying overtime too, or would it just be you and your domineering, soon-to-be-ex boss? It was a school night, so Deku would have to be sent home. Lemillion had recently graduated, so it was possible Sasaki would make him stay, too. As infuriating as he was, the thought of you and Sasaki having the whole office to yourself brought… possibilities. Your eyes flicked to the tickle torture machine. Your mouth suddenly felt dry.

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Plz plzzz smut 9 with iida. I need it. Also congratulations on the followers!! Lets sip some wine for many more followers to come!

a/n: THE FINAL PROMPT FOR MY FOLLOWER EVENT! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!

Ya’ll know me well enough, I had to save the best for last. Thank you so much for following me and reading my stuff. It seriously means so much. So COME GET YOUR TENYA FOOD. (Special thanks to @thisisthehardestthing for the inspo, you’re a true friend and enabler.)

"Look at me." x tenya iida

cw: nsfw, smut (but like, the kind that makes you soft), some atypical penetration (quirk play?)

Tenya sat on the edge of the bathtub, his hero costume discarded after a long, hard day of patrolling. A fight with a villain had left his armor completely covered in dirt and ash, but that could be cleaned and polished later. He was more concerned with cleaning the soot and debris out of the engines in his calves before they got backed up and put him out of commission for a week. You leaned against the door, watching him working at his legs with a damp washcloth, the angle not impossible for him to reach, but certainly uncomfortable, especially with sore muscles from a hard-fought battle--one that saved a lot of lives, you might add.

You shook your head and joined him in the bathroom, kneeling down on the bath mat at his feet. Putting your fingers to his hands to stop him, you took the cloth and touched his thigh. “Let me help,” you said softly, and somewhat reluctantly, he let you. You had only been dating a few months, but you were spending almost every night at his place by this point. You’d seen him do this too many times on his own. He was a hero, in your eyes and everyone else’s. He deserved a break, someone to do the dirty work for him, and you were happy it was you.

Tenya straightened out his leg so you could reach underneath it, washcloth draped over your hand. Your fingers were much smaller than his; you’d be able to swipe around the rims of his exhaust pipes much easier than he could. As you took his ankle in your grasp, Tenya leaned back, his knuckles coming to rest on the ledge of the tub. You could see tension in his quad muscles, the veins tight as they disappeared under the fabric of the boxers he’d slipped into.

“Relax, babe,” you whispered, but instead of easing into your touch as you circled the rim of one exhaust pipe, Tenya threw his head back and sucked in a gulp of air. It was then that you understood. This was a lot bigger than just some routine cleaning ritual.

You ran the back of your hand slowly down his leg, soothing him as best you could. “It’s ok,” you said. “I got you.” Tenya took a deep breath, locking his eyes on yours before he nodded. Without breaking eye contact, you twisted the washcloth around your finger and, as slowly as you could, inserted your finger and circled around the inside of the cylinder, then the outside, wiping everything away until you could see the shining chrome again. Tenya bit his lip, a soft rumble in his throat, and you became aware of just how sensitive he was.

You tended to stay away from his engines during sex, partly because he was so much taller than you, you couldn’t usually reach them, but also because you didn’t want to seem obsessed with them. You never wanted him to think that you were only with him because of his profession or his quirk, and you hadn’t raised the topic of body worship just yet. You never knew how he’d feel about it. But with the way Tenya’s forehead started to sweat as you moved from one exhaust pipe to the next, you couldn’t believe that you’d been missing out on this for so long.

He didn’t have to say a word; Tenya knew that you could read him like a book. The way his knuckles turned white against the porcelain of the bathtub, the way he couldn’t hold his head upright as you plunged slowly in and out of the legs that his quirk gave him, the strangled moans he could no longer hold in. You knew already how turned on he was. There was just one question on his lips as you moved to his other leg. “How?”

You dipped your finger in once more, picking up the pace bit by bit. “Because I love you, Tenya. I know you better than anyone else in my life. I saw it all over your face.”

His chest heaved and he palmed the erection straining against the thin cotton of his boxer shorts. You sped up again, hopping from one cylinder to the next, twirling your finger around the inside and then the outside, up and down his calf.

“Please,” he begged as his hips lifted off the narrow ledge of the tub. Sweat dripped off his forehead, already a mess at just the touch of your hands against his thick calves. You nodded and pressed your finger deep into the final pipe, pushing past a level of intimacy you’d ever known.

With a growl, Tenya leaned back again, his chin tilted up severely as he tried to swallow his own lewd noises. Tenya pulled off his glasses and tossed them toward the sink, and you saw a single tear trickle out of the corner of each of his eyes before he pushed you down onto the floor, your back against the cool tiles, and straddled you.

His mouth connected to the heated flesh of your neck as you realized how much you needed him too. Desperately, he pushed down your shorts and panties so he could run his own fingers along your slit, wet almost as soon as he touched you. Your back arched up off the floor as you captured his shoulders in your hands, begging him to enter you. Overwhelmed, you felt tears burning in your eyes as you sobbed his name over and over. The rough pads of his fingers pressed into your heat and rubbed the soft, delicate spots inside that he knew you loved most.

You couldn’t keep your hips from shooting up at him, Tenya’s mouth covering your own as you moaned and whimpered into him. As the tension in your stomach twisted tighter, you squeezed his hand with your thighs. He ran his fingers up and down your core one more time as he pulled them out as searing kisses clouded your mind with lust.

Sensing your need, Tenya pulled his cock out of his boxers and teased, only for a second, at your dripping entrance, your eyes clenching closed and your head rolling to the side before he sheathed himself in a single motion. You couldn’t help but whimper as he rutted in and out of you, the stretch you felt a painful bliss that you wished would never end. Emotions overcoming you, it was your turn to be reduced to a crying mess at his ministrations. You held him by the forearms, your nails digging into his skin, until he made a final request.

“Look at me,” he demanded, panting in shallow breaths between each word.

You turned your head and met his eyes. The motion of his hips continued to roll over you, sending waves of pleasure through your body that you couldn’t even describe. Your entire lower body trembled as his thrusts slammed into you, harder by the second, his jaw tight and teeth gritted together. A few moments more and you reached your climax with a sharp scream, convulsing with the pleasure for only a moment before his rapid thrusts stuttered with his own release inside you.

The bathroom felt like it was at least a hundred degrees hotter than before as Tenya pulled out and collapsed on top of you. The mirror was fogged up as the both of you heaved for breath, sweaty bodies pressed together and only keeping the heat trapped between you. Tenya nestled his face against your neck, his hand reaching up to pet your hair as he whispered, “I love you. So much.” You’d hold him there against your chest as long as he wanted, you thought, completely in bliss at the feeling of knowing him, but also being known, so deeply that you couldn’t think of anything else. You’d hold him until your hearts beat as one, the bond unbreakable.

Proximity

(Bakugou x f!Reader)

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

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She was always touching him. 

He hated it.

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lmao

get it | bakugou katsuki

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

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

pairing: bakugou katsuki x fem! reader

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

word count: 2,163

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

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Taking a break,, will continue tomorrow morning

Hi, I absolutely love your writing!!! \>o

>:0 this just made me overconfident. 

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This is a nsfw choose-your-own collaboration by the bnharem discord server! 

A pandemic has swept across the globe, forcing all citizens into quarantine indefinitely. What better way to pass the time & try something new than to explore some new kinks? Who will you be experimenting with?

Aizawa Shouta - @lemonlordleah-shinzawa-kitten 

Bakugou Katsuki - @candychronicles​

Bubaigawara Jin (Twice) - @dee-madwriter​

Dabi - @trafalgar-temptress​

Iida Tensei - @iwvs-on-ao3

Kaminari Denki - @trafalgar-temptress​

Kirishima Eijirou - @ikinabi​​

Midoriya Izuku - @burnedbyshoto​

Rappa Kendo - @magpie-scribbles

Shigaraki Tomura - @slowburn-villain​

Shindou Yo - @lady-bakuhoe

Shinsou Hitoshi - @oktamaki​

Shouji Mezou - @im-bakugous-bitch​

Takami Keigo (Hawks) - @league-of-thots

Todoroki Enji - @monst​

Todoroki Shouto - @bratwritings

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I wanna be Ushi's lil sister who he's just so gentle with. Being a total perv to him and he's just dumb enough to think its all out of innocence. He thinks that he's the sick one when he agrees to help you "learn" how to give a blowjob and he's so gentle as he pets your hair and enjoys the feeling of your mouth. You're so excited when he grips your hair and fucks your throat, muttering that he's sorry for being rough while he blasts loads down your throat. Next you'll ask him to take your cunny.

mm to take advantage of wakatoshi-nii <3

nsfw, fem reader, dubcon, incest, face/throat fucking

“toshi-nii...” you twirl your finger in your hair. “can i ask you something?”

he looks up at you from the manga he’s reading. sometimes you wish you’d catch him reading the hentai he hides under his bed. but no, he’s reading some shounen type. 

“what?” he closes the book and puts it aside, sitting up in his bed. 

“well...” you have to suppress the smile. “my boyfriend... you know him right?”

you see his eyebrow twitch. “yes.”

“it’s just...” you come and sit next to him on the bed. “he wants to take our relationship to the next level.”

he blinks at you. “why are you telling me this?”

“toshi-nii...” you whine. “you’re the only one i trust to ask...”

you’ve known him for so long that you can tell you gave his ego a little boost. “what?” he sighs.

“he wants me to put my mouth on him...” you make a show of parting your lips, letting him see your wet tongue. “a... blowy? i think that’s what he called it.”

“a blowjob?”

“yeah! yeah... that’s it...” your cunt thrums in anticipation. “and... y’see, i’ve never given one before and... i want it to be good so... can you teach me?”

his face is slowly, but surely, turning red. he just stares at you and you stare back... well, until you look down and see his cock getting hard in his shorts. you hide your smirk, blinking innocently at him.

“we shouldn’t.”

“but nii-san...” you grab his arm. “what if he breaks up with me because i can’t give him a good blowjob? i would be so sad...”

wakatoshi has a little debate with himself, and you can see the gears turning behind his eyes. 

“fine. i’ll teach you.”

“thank you, toshi-nii!” you grin, eagerly getting between his legs. 

he pulls down the waistband of his shorts and underwear down until they slide down his legs, revealing his cock. wow... it’s fatter... and longer... and just much bigger than you thought.

“toshi-nii...” you stare. “can i touch it?”

“sure.”

you grab at the head, hearing his breath hitch. you give a ghost of a smile, moving your hand down to the base and watching his precum begin to bead at his tip.

“so i just put my mouth on it?” you look up.

he hums.

and with that you engulf his cock. he jumps a bit at the sudden movement, putting his hand in your hair. “whoa...” his breath shakes.

you take him as far as you can, gripping at what you can’t take. still, you gag, taking your mouth off of him.

“you don’t have to take it all the way...” he strokes your hair, watching as you wipe at your mouth. “take whatever is comfortable.”

“but does it feel good if i take it all the way?”

“well...”

you lick at his cock now, sucking at the sides and at the head, hollowing your cheeks out. 

“just tell me what feels good, nii-san.”

and you take him back in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down and easing more and more of him in. he keeps his hand on the back of your head, not pressing down but just holding you gently. you choke around his cock as it reaches your throat and he groans loudly. you keep just playing with it that way, easing him into the entrance and gagging around the head of his cock. 

“it feels good...” he sighs, using his other hand to stroke you cheek as you take him. “just like that.”

you pop your mouth off, sucking in air. “sorry, toshi-nii....”

“it’s okay...” he swallows. “you’re doing good.”

“am i?” you bat your eyelashes at him. “i think i like sucking your cock.”

his cock visibly twitches at your words.

“we can... we can stop if you want...” he clears his throat. “you’ve done good, i think your boyfriend will be pleased...”

“no, toshi-nii...” you grip the base of his cock with your small hand. “i want you to cum.”

his breath hitches, and the hand that was on the back of your head returns, pulling on your hair and forcing his cock in your mouth. you moan as he fits it in your throat, but then pushes all the way. your eyes bulge and water as he bottoms out inside.

“there...” he closes his eyes, visibly pleasured. “is this okay?”

you can barely nod your head, but you do, tears falling from your eyes from the stretch. you’re hyperventilating, struggling to breathe through your nose since his cock is basically in your esophagus. 

“if you let your boyfriend do this...” he grabs the sides of your face, pulling on your cheeks. “he’ll love you forever.”

and then he stands, pushing his cock further down your throat as he begins to thrust. your hands hold onto the hem of his shirt, pulling as he fucks your face. your thighs rub together, you’re so fucking turned on from this. 

“teeth,” he comments. you try to relax your jaw, opening as wide as you can to avoid grazing his cock to give him the most pleasurable experience possible.

because if he likes it, that means he’ll come back, right?

your eyes roll in your head as your nii-san pounds the back of your throat. you’re nearly losing consciousness but it’s so good... his groans are so hot and you’re cunny is soaking wet. you wished he would’ve fucked you, but this is second best, you suppose.

“i’m going to cum...” he pulls out, cock slapping against your face. “should i--”

“cum in my throat, nii-san!” your voice is hoarse and scratchy, a little distorted. “you can cum inside.”

his eyes darken and once again he’s pounding your mouth and you love every second of it. you look up at him, eyes streaming with tears and you try to smile on his dick. toshi watches, mouth open, moans falling from his mouth as he cums inside your throat. you try your best to swallow around his cock, milking him for all his worth. 

he pulls out, taking a step back and sitting down on his mattress. he breathes heavy, watching his cock soften.

“i love you, nii-san...” you rest your head on his thigh. 

his hand comes down to pet your head, running his thick fingers in your hair.

“maybe next time...” you look up at him. “you can teach me how to fuck.”