Its the fastest way to write, all the letters are connected. Do people not learn it in 1st grade anymore?
I heard cursive is dying. I want to see who still uses it.
Hi hi can you pls do smut prompts 14 and 22 with todoroki. Can it be first time scenario pls Danke
14. “Are you sure? Once we start, I might not be able to stop.”
22. “Mine.”
+First time
Hope you like it! ♡
All characters are aged up +18
Shouto Todoroki was an enigma to many.
Many assume he likes to keep his personal life as private as possible, rarely giving the unpleasant side of the media something to talk about. He could easily be considered a role model in society.
Of course, not many know a little secret you do, and that is just how jealous he can get sometimes.
You found out about it after sharing your first time together. It all happened after attending this hero gala.
He kept watching you from afar, sharp mismatched eyes followed every movement as he watched strut around the place with this long, black dress that easily turned you into the human equivalent of the night itself. Combine that with the way your hair and makeup were done, everything about you radiated nothing but beauty.
And apparently, more than one person seemed to think the same thing, judging by the looks more than one person threw in your direction. If Shouto had to be honest, he did not like that.
He was pretty calm on the outside, but nobody seemed to notice that on the inside, there was a storm brewing inside Shouto every time another man looked in your direction, their intentions could be seen clearly through their gazes whenever their gaze drifted down to your cleavage. He accidentally ended up freezing his glass of champagne, much to his friend’s amusement.
It was at one point of the event when he found himself dragging you into his hotel room after he had enough of watching others ogling you, despite being aware of who you were dating.
“You look radiant.” He murmurs, both hands intertwined into yours as they’re pressed against the wall while he kisses you with a smoldering passion, the desire behind his touch was intoxicating. “
Clothes are discarded on the spot, neither of you bothers moving from the place the moment the last article of clothing drops down on the carpeted floor.
“I noticed.” Your voice came out in a whisper, sighing quietly when his fingers roamed delicately all over your skin “You’re not that subtle, Sho…” A burst of small laughter erupted when he gave you a stoic look.
“I wasn’t trying to be subtle,” Leaning over, your foreheads are pressed together intimately as he looks at you in the eye. “not when I trust you with my heart...”
“Shouto…” Even if you wanted to let him know how you felt, the words died in our throat when he claims your lips for a second time. He pours his everything into the gesture, the intensity of his kiss makes you tremble, but before you can slip down against the wall, Shouto hooks a toned arm around your right leg, holding your thigh around his waist.
Feeling his hard-rock member pressing against the slickness between your legs makes a wave of shivers go down your body.
“I know we wanted our first time to be special,” He’s sighs against your neck, his other hand releases your own to push against the wall for support. Your own palms rest over his chest in a soft, reassuring manner. “But I can’t wait any longer. Please, let me show you how much I adore you…”
“Isn’t this special enough for you?” The smile never leaves your face “Please Shou...I want you.”
“Are you sure? Once we start, I might not be able to stop.”
“I don’t want you to stop.” Lips brushing softly against his sends his senses into a daze, he’s always left wanting more whenever you kiss him. “I want you to make love to me. Nobody but you makes me feel this way, Shouto.”
“...Thank you,” The warmest smile you’ve ever seen crosses his face, and you can almost swear his eyes get a little more bright, almost like they’re filled with unshed tears. “for being there for me.”
His hand leaves its place on the wall to rub the outside of your folds. You whimper softly as his digits slowly prob their way in, just to be pulled away just as fast, leaving you whimpering for more of his touch.
Those same fingers, now covered in your essence, start rubbing his tip, descending all the way down as he makes sure not a single spot is left uncovered with your slick. And when he finally sheathes himself in, a feeling you’ve never experienced before becomes overwhelming. He’s slowly stretching you over his cock as he pushes all the way in.
Your hands wander from their spot on his chest, drifting over his defined hips before moving towards his back. Nails digging into his skin make him growl as he buries his head into your shoulder, hissing through gritted teeth as he enjoys the way you make him feel with nothing but delight.
“Mine.” He grunts, holding your lower body closer as he starts moving with a slow rhythm, that brings out the sweetest noises he’s ever heard coming from you. “You’re mine.”
The pleasure is stronger than the discomfort, feeling so extraordinarily full with each thrust of Shouto’s hips against your own. He starts with a slow pace that feels like nothing but utter torture.
“Yours.” The hands scratching his back pull his body closer, a stubborn grip on his body as he starts to pick up speed. Pulling away from your neck, Shouto swallows your moans into another kiss.
Not only is he doing wonders to your body with his own, but Shouto gets so lost into his desire, he doesn’t realize his quirk is slowly activating on its own.
His body keeps alternating between freezing cold and suffocating heat, your body shakes, delighted by the stimulation as he keeps switching unconsciously between hot and cold, sensing you into an early release.
Your legs feel light, giving up on you completely, but that doesn’t stop the man in front of you. Carefully, Shouto slides the both of you down on the floor, before taking both of your legs to pull them higher, this makes his thrusts go even deeper inside your already overstimulated self.
“We’re not done yet. Can you still keep up, love?”
With shaky hands you pull him closer again, refusing to let go of Shouto as he keeps moving inside you.
“For you...I’d do anything.”
@gallickingun
Hi! I really enjoy reading your writing 💞💞 May I request headcanons of Kaminari, Shinsou, Bakugou, and Tokoyami waking up next to a fem reader? Just soft and fluffy things that make you smile like a dork
Requests: OPEN (please read rules before requesting)
Fandoms I (currently) write for: BNHA/MHA, AOT/SNK, Star Wars, Fullmetal Alchemist, Death note
Fem!Reader
Thank you :) hopefully I did this justice with the fluff lol
Waking up next to Denki is usually a fun experience.
He’s very playful and may tickle you awake if you sleep in too long
I headcanon that he’s actually a morning person–the exception being when he shorts out from his Quirk and then he’ll sleep like a rock.
He likes to run his hands through your hair (if you have hair) when the two of you sleep together and when you wake up together.
He will pepper your face with kisses as he holds you in a death grip–all the while you’re playfully shoving him away complaining about morning breath.
Denki will usually start the day being goofy and flirty to grab your attention. His hopes are to get you to laugh so he can hear your angelic voice. Even in the morning, you are absolutely gorgeous to him.
Hitoshi loves nothing more than waking up with you. Just being in the same space together is very peaceful and comforting for him.
He’s typically the first one to wake, or simply doesn’t sleep at all due to his insomnia (but boi has got some even wilder bedhead woo).
If the two of you own a cat or you’re sleeping over at his place, expect a cat to hop in the bed with the both of you and curl up on top of one of you.
He may not seem it, and he honestly isn’t very affectionate often, but Hitoshi is actually quite romantic and will caress your cheek…admiring how lucky and grateful he is to have you as his girlfriend/wife.
Rainy days are one of the few days he can actually sleep. Hitoshi loves them and he loves spending time with you in bed even more. The two of you typically go back to sleep whenever it does rain and cuddle up with messed up sheets.
Like Denki, Katsuki is a morning person. Or at least, he wakes up very early to train and start his day to reach the top.
Rather than being a typical romantic individual (Katsuki just isn’t lol), you can expect him to be rather flirtatious and suggestive when the two of you wake up together.
I can see him as the type that once he has a s/o, his sexual drive will spike (granted you are not asexual) and Katsuki is the type to express his feelings through actions, often physical, rather than words.
He can turn you into putty by his words alone and be rather suggestive in his actions. You wouldn’t guess it, but he can be a smooth talker when he wants to be behind closed doors for sure. He will kiss you good morning, and the mornings are one of the few times where he’s more open and willing to be a bit more vulnerable with you.
After making out with you in a near death grip, don’t expect to stay in bed with Katsuki long…this boi wants nothing more than to train with you! So get moving!
So, it’s probably a rather strange thing–but Dark Shadow and Fumikage will both watch over as you sleep. Often.
It’s a protective thing and he’s a protective boyfriend. It’s commonplace for him to call you his “Queen of Darkness” or something of the sort lol.
He respects your boundaries and all, but he knows that while you sleep you could be at your most vulnerable. With him and Dark Shadow around, though, it’s very unlikely that anything bad would happen. Fumikage has a subtler, more unconscious type of protective behavior towards you. Dark Shadow is a bit more open about wanting to protect you, though.
However, waking up next to him is a very romantic experience. If he isn’t preparing you something to eat, then he’s asking how you slept and the like. Poetry is a given in a relationship with him and you receive handwritten ones daily.
Fumikage is a romantic boyfriend in general and you’ve grown used to his weird quirks (ha, end me now for that unintended joke). He loves waking up to you, the love of his life.
Summary: You have a bad habit of picking up strays, and the half-dead villain you find bleeding out in a dumpster is no exception. [Part 1]
A/N: Title from the Hozier song—“don’t let it in with no intention to keep it / jesus christ, don’t be kind to it / oh honey don’t feed it / it will come back.”
Tags/warnings: yandere, violence (not directed toward reader), crying, Shiggy REALLY likes you, reader needs a friend and a good night’s sleep, non-explicit sexual content. [In later parts: 18+, sex, other stuff]
He—Tomura—keeps visiting.
At first you think it’s because of the free medical care, and you wish you had the spine to tell him to suck it up and go see a professional. After a couple weeks turn into a couple months and his wounds fade into ragged purple scars, though, you start to think differently.
Within a short time Tomura has figured out your work schedule, and he does a decent job of not showing up after your long shifts. The unavoidable consequence of this is that he ends up monopolizing your precious days off, but you come to the realization about a month and a half in that you don’t actually mind. You like it. It’s like spending time with a friend.
Mostly you guys talk. It doesn’t seem like Tomura really has anyone to talk to the way the two of you do, but that’s probably just you projecting. It’s usually shallow stuff—TV shows you like, video games he plays, funny stories from patients you treated. Sometimes when you’re cooking for yourself, you make extra for him. (It happens a lot, actually, and at one point you bring up how much his appetite is costing you and the next time you see him he brings a bag of rice and makes you a porridge that crunches between your teeth when you try to eat it. You can’t finish yours, but he eats an entire bowl and insists that you’re being picky.)
Sometimes he sleeps over on the couch, but he’s always gone when you wake up.
The two of you skirt around the heavier stuff, and you know it’s intentional on his part. You have to resist the urge to ask him about being a villain—he’s all but confirmed it for you, and it’s human nature to be curious, isn’t it? In the same way you can’t help looking at a car crash, you want to poke and prod and find out what it is, exactly, that Tomura does for a living. That part of his life is suspiciously absent from your discussions—if you didn’t know better, you’d think he spends all of his time sleeping and playing games and breaking into your place.
On the other hand, you don’t want to know. Plausible deniability. You can accept criminality in the abstract, but you’ve treated too many victims of the bullshit hero–villain battle to be comfortable really knowing why Tomura avoids public places.
So you don’t ask about it, and Tomura doesn’t tell, and you don’t look up his name. And it’s easy. It’s nice. You’d forgotten what it’s like to come back to a home that isn’t empty.
And then one day when you get off a few hours early from your shift, you stop by a convenience store to pick up some snacks for yourself (hey, you’ve been working hard, you’re entitled to binge a little on foods that you’re afraid to look at the fat content for), and you think, Hm, I wonder if Tomura wants some.
[You: 7:49 PM] > Are you coming over today? [T: 7:49 PM] > Yeah why [You: 7:51 PM] > Getting snacks > Want some? [T: 7:51 PM] > No
[T: 8:12 PM] > When r u coming back to ur place
[T: 8:58 PM] > Hey where are you
[T: 9:39 PM] > (Y/N)?
There’s a man with a gun in the convenience store.
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part 2
⤏ a little prequel to Fireworks ⤎ ⁙ 3RD YEAR! BAKUGOU KATSUKI x READER ⁙ WARNINGS: swearing ⁙ WORD COUNT: 1239
⁙ TAGS: @bnhatrashh @babybakuu
It was supposed to be one time—one time you would be wrapped in his arms, sheltered from the nightmares. But as the demons plagued your mind for another night, and another, and then another, your first thought when you woke would always be him. It became too frequent, almost routine.
Sleep-deprived and afraid, you ached for his presence, the warmth of his comfort. Again, you venture towards the opposite side of the dormitory hallway, carefully on the tips of your toes to avoid waking the others. No one, except you and Katsuki, knew about your meetings. It was as if you two shared a secret, an unspoken promise that these moments would be for you and him only.
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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
Hi! I requested the happier one and Bakugo please
Original ask: Hi! Could I request a bnha x reader where the reader does a cover of Marshmellos Happier (like Alec Chambers) and it’s just super angsty
A/n: I’m so sorry for the weeks wait! I’ve been busy but I finally have time to write
Quirk: Slight super speed. You can go as fast as a cheetah if you really try but even that speed wears you out that if you do it for more than 2 minutes you pass out
Genre/Warnings: attempted angst, break ups, (songfic)
WC: 1,181
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Lately, I've been, I've been thinking I want you to be happier, I want you to be happier
“Where’s Y/N?” Mina asks as she noticed she saw everyone in the dorm but you. She looks around at her classmates, some she saw going to school and some eating breakfast, she’s seen everyone except you. The others shrug or give some response of confusion. The others look around and try texting you but you don’t text back. They assume your still in your dorm but you don’t answer when someone knocks.
They catch Bakugou as he walks out the elevator and immediately go to ask him, “Have you seen Y/N?”
When the morning comes When we see what we've become In the cold light of day we're a flame in the wind Not the fire that we've begun
The question processes in his mind, worry taking over. He was just about to apologize but now you were nowhere to be seen. He goes into a frenzy, checking every room, the kitchen, bathrooms and even laundry room but you weren’t in any.
Then, he facepalms, the idea of checking in your own room going into his head. Relief washed over him at the thought of you oversleeping but it was taking over with the anxious idea of you not being there.
He goes to your door and barges in, wanting to see you on the bed, your covers a mess around you, but he doesn’t. Instead, he is met with an empty room, devoid of any of your stuff. The furniture was gone, your clothes were gone, and the only trace of you he could find was the lingering scent of your shampoo.
His eyes widened at the sight, only then he pulled out his phone to text you, pausing when he sees a video you sent him.
Every argument, every word we can't take back 'Cause with the all that has happened I think that we both know the way that this story ends
It was you, the message underneath saying how you couldn’t explain with your own words so you sang a song instead. The background was different, it wasn’t a dorm but it had some familiar stuff hung up on the walls. That’s when he realized, you were in your house back in America.
He plays the song only to have a flood of memories come back to him. He knows what youre trying to say, knowing what you were thinking of while listening. The same memories in his head.
It was of him, telling you how annoying you were the night before. How-
“No one needs you in this school, and the only reason you were here is because of your daddy’s money. You aren’t even as fast as Iida and you get so tired too. Your quirk is useless and you combat skills are average, at best. No one even wants you here, the only one who’s willing to try is me and it’s even getting more difficult by the second!”
Then only for a minute I want to change my mind 'Cause this just don't feel right to me
You hesitate going on the private jet. For a second you want to go back, try again, but you know that your relationship with Bakugou has been deteriorating for a while now and you will never be able to pick it back up again. It will be weird without Bakugou and the other, sure, but you have to do this for your sake and theirs.
I wanna raise your spirits I want to see you smile but Know that means I'll have to leave
With one look back at Bakugou’s contact number, you decide not to call to rethink your decision and put it back in your pocket. You get on the jet, looking back at the city and catching sight of the school you thought had accepted you. They will be better off without you there anyway. Bakugou will be better off without you dragging him down, too.
Know that means I'll have to leave Lately, I've been, I've been thinking I want you to be happier, I want you to be happier
When the evening falls And I'm left there with my thoughts And the image of you being with someone else Well, that's eating me up inside
You didn’t like the idea of leaving Bakugou and to be honest he didn’t like it too. You two made it known that you didn’t want to see the other with someone else through your mutual acts of petty jealousy. As much as it hurt you to leave you knew he could grow more as a person and as a hero without you there.
You didn’t know that he lied wake that night thinking of the fight you just had. He didn’t mean anything he said and he thought you knew that, but apparently you didn’t. You didn’t know how much he loved you, how you were the only one h could come to with problems. The only time he didn’t was when he blamed himself for what happened to All Might. You’ve tried to comfort him about it but was only able to scratch the surface of how much he was feeling.
That’s why he ignored you, he didn’t want to tell you how pathetic he thought of he was. That’s why you believed he lost interest. When you tried to pry and ask whats wrong, it always turned into a heated argument but that last one really did the job when he said you were annoying to try to get you to stop asking.
But we run our course, we pretend that we're okay Now if we jump together at least we can swim Far away from the wreck we made
At the time, him distancing himself wasn’t such a big thing, you knew he needed space after what happened. You two still went on dates and spent time together but it gradually became shorter, he became more silent and talking to him proved to be more and more difficult. It had been a few months when you realized something was very wrong and you were hurt when you thought he fell out of love with you. You noticed that after one conversation that he felt more than what he had told you but you thought he would open up, but he didn’t.
When he made it clear he didn’t want you to comfort him you knew that things weren’t gonna work out but you just tried to ignore it. Until you obviously couldn’t anymore
So I’ll go
You saw land beneath the aircraft you knew you were almost home
I’ll go
The jet had landed on the familiar place you grew up in
I will go, go, go
Your parents greeted you politely, as if you were just some guest
So I’ll go
You went up to your room, where a familiar keyboard lay
I’ll go
A surge of emotions came to you as you set up a camera
I will go, go, go
Summary: You go to Bakugou’s dorm for a surprise haircut
A/N: Short fic alert since my last short fic I didn’t really give a shit about writing is the post with most notes on my acc lol
Quirk: You’re able to control your hair. You can hold things with it, make it longer or shorter, and change it’s color (good for camouflage) You could carry yourself with it but it takes a bit more force. It can stretch to 4.5 meters with training and if overused can cause headaches and make your scalp hurt.
Warnings/Genre: fluff, short fic, stupidity, cursing
WC: 688
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It was a Saturday afternoon in the dorms, you feeling lazier than usual. You were on YouTube because why the hell not and was just lazing around. You fell down a rabbit hole and started watching Brad Mondo react to hair fails. You chuckled at all the hideous results as you easily replicated the hairstyle that the person was aiming for. You went from a smoky gray ombre, to half and half (definitely tried mimicking Todoroki’s) to rainbow highlights and so much more, You chuckled and saw a video of a girl giving herself a side shave and this popped an idea in your brain. Then you quickly made your hair a bright neon, glow in the dark, rainbow just to annoy your boyfriend when you arrive at his dorm room.
Smiling, you hid a razor, a pair of scissors, and a comb in your hair and made your way to him. You tiptoed your way it, picked the lock and opened the door. There, you found Bakugou reading from a textbook and quickly writing answers on a notebook. You turned off the lights and closed the curtains. Walking up to him flashing your bright hair that you had. “What the fuck” he said rather calmly
“What’s wrong with your hair?” He asked as you backed off slightly. You pouted,
“I wanted to surprise you...”
“With that shit hair, god, you remind me of Kirishima” You mimicked Kirishima’s hair in a few seconds, grinning at Bakugou. Though some strands still hid the tools behind your back.
“Tch, get away from me” he said, disgusted, pushing your head away from him. You giggled and changed it back to normal.
“So, you wanna change your hair too?” you asked
He glared at you like you were stupid, “Why the fuck would I?”
“Because” you wrapped him in strands of hair, pressing his palms together and successfully trapping him. “You’re giving me real internship flashbacks”
“Yeah but I’m not dead” you retort. Realizing what you said, you looked down, “sorry”
He huffed, “It’s fine” he mumbled as you went back to the task at hand. You lifted him and held him down to a chair you dragged in front of a mirror. You covered his eyes and got to work. “What the fuck are you doing? Why are my eyes closed?”
You pecked his cheek, “Don’t worry, trust me”
“No”
“You don’t have a choice” you said and he grumbled about something you didn’t care about.
You grabbed the comb and separated his hair into two sections, the bottom and the top. You let go of the comb and left your hair to hold it as you grabbed the scissors. You started snipping at the bottom section, shortening it as snips filled the room, “If this looks like shit I’m dumping you” he said
You laughed, “No you won’t” you said while trimming the rest of his hair. You plugged in the razor to the nearest socket using your hair. You turned it on and the sound reached Bakugou’s ears, “WHAT THE FUCK DUDE!?” he thrashed around and you tightened your hair on him,
“Stop moving! You’ll ruin it” you yelled and kept him still. You precisely shaved the bottom section evenly as his thrashing went down to squirming. You shaved carefully around the ears as evenly as you can.
Soon enough, you were done. You brushed his hair to the front and stood him up. He was released and tried to pry your hair away from his eyes. You hugged him from behind, “Patience” you said as he stopped moving. “Take it off already” you slowly moved your hair back and saw as his face contorted to a surprised expression.
He rubbed the underside of his scalp, looking at himself in the mirror. You smiled, “Ya like it?”
He finally came to his senses and answered, “It’s alright”
You smacked him on his head, “Shut the fuck up, you’re hot, I did a damn good job”
He chuckled, “Sure I guess”
You then grabbed him by the arm, dropping your tools. “Where are we going?”
“To show everyone, of course”
Hiii! May I request a yandere+alpha Shigaraki kidnapping and impregnating his s/o? Thank you! -🍕
A/N >>>>> Part 1 and Part 2 are here <<<< As per the vote, this is fluff! or as close to fluff as i can get with a kidnapping, non/con and caged Omega, but tbh I loved how delicate he treats reader in this chapter, despite all the underlying obsession (which we all know and love) also this was reduced from over 2000+ words of rambling to something more effective so I hope you ENJOYYYY!!!!
You wanted to be docile, submit fully and give everything to your alpha, you body was his to abuse, use as he wished. Shigaraki admired how compliant you were, your mind crumbling under every order he gave, eager to please and desperate for his praise, tingles throughout your body whenever he blessed you with his tender kisses and sickly sweet charm, laced thick with malicious desire to rip you apart and build you into the perfect little omega.
Shigaraki had been with you every day since he stole you away from the world, coming and going as he pleased, leaving bite marks and purple bruises up your thighs to remind you exactly who you belonged too. Frequently leaving you gifts and hoping to make your cage feel more like home, you’d been imprisoned for a small while, but as your first week spent in your new home was also spent nesting you didn’t process the entire gravity of your new reality.
You were still reeling back the remaining drops of energy, the last days of your heat sapping them from you.
The world around you seemed quiet, tranquil - mind waking suddenly and slowly, the comfort of the duvet refusing to let your escape it’s safety; it smelt of home, a mix of earthy fresh summer and a deep pungent musk – one that held a weighted nuance and promised to give you the world so long as you stayed within its suffocating grasp.
And you felt yourself not wanting to leave it’s hold over you.
heavy footprints creeping closer. Peeking your head through a tiny gap in the duvet to see him, smirking down at your vulnerable form, in his hands lay a large wooden tray adorned with pastries and fruits and a large jug of apple juice which he laid upon the brand new table top besides him.
“And how is my little Omega today?” his gruff voice cooed, laced thick is vicious intent, sending shivers down your spine, still unable to fight off your instincts, thighs tingling at the sound of his degrading tone.
Despite how sickly sweet he had been, you always figured he was waiting for an excuse to assert more control over you, allow his grip to grow tighter on you and watch you run back to his safe embrace when life became too sour for you.
Fuck did he love being the only person to take care of you, cradle your innocent body between his destructive hands, inches away from crumbling to dust - the thought of destroying such beauty played on his mind - but knowing you trusted him made him not want to all the more.
Eager to whisper how he could corrupt something so perfect and cage it away all for himself – he treated you as though you were but a fragile doll, fascinated by how you slept so peacefully, smiled so softly despite how vicious he could be. A wicked smirk often danced on his lips, avowing to himself that you were his possession now, proud to have claimed you before you were ‘saved’ by some preach happy hero.
Your lips curled sweetly, large diluted eyes admiring how someone who could be so cruel, treated you with tender care, promising you the world.
Stretching your limbs wide as your rose from the comforts of the nest, large yawns escaping your throat as you shook the groggy fuzz from your mind and body, making your way over to the table as you dressed yourself with one of his large hoodies.
You sat at the table, hands placed delicately on your knees and tucked inside the baggy sleeves.
Mouth-watering at the sight of the food before you, awaiting patiently for Shigaraki to allow you to begin eating – knowing full well what happened if you didn’t.
He smirked and cocked his head as he watched you lick you lips at the buffet before you; soaking in your compliance despite your clear desperation.
“Such a good girl”
Heat pooled in your core
His calloused hand patted your head affectionately, and a small part of you welled with pride.
You knew what he wanted.
“Can I eat please” Timid voice sending shivers up his spine. It didn’t feel like your voice, as though someone else had possessed you, yet there was a relief that flowed through you every time you gave up a tiny slither of responsibility to your new Alpha.
Shigaraki’s smirk warped into a malicious grin, as the twisted thrill hit him, having no clue he would enjoy having so much power over an Omega – deciding then and there to milk your submissive state for all it was worth, before your heat ended and he’d have to resort to more…restrictive measures.
“Please?” he growled darkly, sending your anxiety on edge.
Shigaraki tenderly tilted your chin between his calloused fingers, smiling artfully into your innocent eyes; amused at how only he could make them fill with corrupt greed.
“Can I eat please… Sir” gulping down the last words like a dry pill, your stomach knotting at the intoxicating shame.
He loved watching you stutter and stammer your way into pleasing him, so eager to be praised for obeying, unable to fight those fatal instincts to submit.
“as you asked so nicely” he cooed maliciously as your face flushed pink.
Shigaraki beckoned to the table, watching proudly as your eyes lit up with glee.
You were only two mouthfuls through the hot buttery croissant when your stomach began to flip on itself, overwhelmed with a sudden onslaught of nausea, you ran to bathroom much to your captor’s surprise.
He examined the pastry you had slung onto the table top, before striding towards the bathroom door to be greeted by his Omega face first in the toilet pan.
Shigaraki crouched down, arms slung over his knees, careful not to grip you as to not startle or harm his scared Omega.
Moments passed before his concerned voice broke the silence
“How are you?” That commanding tone still lurking behind his attempts at comfort.
“I feel rough, what was in that food” you laughed at how much of a fool you’d made of yourself, but he simply stared through your attempts at lightening the situation, clearly worried about your condition
As you watched his once twisted features soften, you saw the care and affection that lay beneath his wicked grin.
You wanted nothing more than to trace the outlines of his scars with your fingertips, delicately drag your hands through his unkempt hair and plant kisses along his rough skin.
“I’ll be fine, I just need some water”
He swiftly rose to his feet, pondering what would possibly make you throw up out of the blue first thing in the morning.
You didn’t want to scare him, not knowing if he might suddenly lash out, despite that fact he had never laid a violent finger on you out of anger.
Shigaraki’s heavy footsteps drew closer, floorboards creaking under his weighted strides. when he returned with an ice-cold glass, there was a familiar smirk dancing on his lips. He knew something, and it made your stomach churn again.
He carefully handed you the condensation covered glass, it dripped onto your skin leaving Goosebumps in its wake as you sipped, refusing to look away from the intimidating and cunning Alpha that loomed over you.
“You’ve been such a good little Omega, _____. ” he purred glossing his thumb across your pink cheek as his voice grew eerily soft.
“Let me take good care of you today, would you like that?”
Your face lit up at the gesture, he marvelled at how docile you were just for him,magnified towards his affections no matter what alarm bells rang in your mind.
You nodded gleefully, rising slowly to your feet a calmness washed over as he guided you towards the plush cushions of the couch, his musk swarming your mind.
He’d laid the remote control next to a pile of books and the cushions laid covered in blankets. A hot water bottle rested within its welcoming embrace and a bowl of ice cream awaited you, with its pink spoon laying close to…oh no.
“I figured my Omega deserved the best on such a rough morning” his hand pinching your hip, grip growing tighter as he watched you face sink at the final item on the coffee table.
Your chest sinking and rising in the same breath, the half of your mind that submissively obeyed filled with utter and over flowing bliss at your Alpha taking very good care of you, instincts slapping you in the face as the swirl of bitter sweet happiness met with your sobering mind; you were not tired and hazy because you were in heat anymore, no… you were carrying his pups now.
It was not your heat making you submissive, that was all you.
Shigaraki’s hold over you grew tighter, placing your still obedient body onto the couch and handing you the bowl of ice cream, your mind drew a blank, mouth wide open in shock as your innocent eyes stared solemnly at the unopened pregnancy test that burned into your retina’s.
“We don’t have to test now… do we” stammering and choking on the lump in your throat as you silently begged to not have your harrowing dreams confirmed.
Shigaraki chuckled almost sweetly at your question, running his bony fingers through your soft locks and finally planting an affectionate kiss on your forehead
“Of course not, little one”
He latched tighter to your scalp, perceptive enough to know that he didn’t need further confirmation you were carrying his pups. Making you look him in his possessive, adoring eyes.
Shigaraki knew that he had you forever now.
Inhaling your already changing scent as he cooed, making your core tingle with anticipation, thighs rubs together subconsciously at the sudden need for more friction.
“I’ll take good care of you”
The nightmare finally settling in as he lent closer, locking his rough lips onto yours, stealing your conscious mind with his possessive tongue, breaking your will as he always did. Pulling away just long enough to see you eyes vacant and subservient.
“After all, if you’re not pregnant now-“
Clasping four fingers to your delicate throat.
“-I’m sure we can change that”
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the way your panty thief foursome fic with shinsou, bakugo, and kirishima UNLOCKED something deep within me...i keep going back to it omg. do you have any other fic recs that have panty thiefs 🥺👉👈 literally any character. you truly turned me into a slut for panty thieves i cant believe it
Panty theft is one of my all-time favourite tropes. I haven’t written any for a while, but all of my panty thief fics/thirst is here.
@ikinabi has also written panty thief stuff, some of the fics are: Theft and Punishment, Panty thieving with the boys. Both Bakugou and Kirishima.
@makoodles got some A+ Bakugou panty theft here in You Wear Them Well.
@leeswritingworld Some panty thief Kirishima right here in Why Can’t This Be Us.
@yaoyorozuwrites wrote some Tenya panty theft here in I’ll Keep These.
@legend-of-frost has some step-bro Kirishima panty theft here in Oh Brother Mine.
@burnedbyshoto wrote some panty thief Bakugou here in Pervert.
There’s way more but these are the only ones I could think of right now. Please comment if there are anymore because I would love love loveeee to read them.
Hi it’s me again the Todoroki ones as soooo beautiful’ ✨ immaculate✨ , *chefs kiss* so hear me out- what if Bakugo got protective when the reader is talking and laughing with the other guys in 1A 🤭
a/n: we all know I love jealous hc’s, let's go! Also thank you so much!
Visibly shaking
Everyone in your class is so nice and you’re part of Bakugou’s friend group
Which means you got along with Mina, Sero, Kaminari, Kirishima, and others.
So why was your boyfriend violently staring them down as you talked and laughed with them.
And Kaminari got a little too close for his liking
“Y/n! You totally needed to see what-” he started telling you a story moving closer and grabbing your shoulders to show the enthusiasm
That's when Bakugou exploded
“Uh oh” muttered Kirishima hearing Bakugous chair slam against the floor from standing up so fast
“SPARKY!” he screamed walking at lightning speed to you.
“Huh” Kaminari let you go and turned around to Kirishima holding off Bakugou
“Woah Woah! What did I do?”Kaminari waved his hands with a worried expression
“Keep your hands off of Y/n!” he screamed nearly popping a blood vessel
You ran over him and gently took his hand, at this point Kirishima let him go.
You leaned close into his ear and whispered “You know I’m all yours love”.
Needless to say, he got a BIT flustered
“Tch that's right, so you extras back off” he barked at Kaminari specifically
“Awww Bakugou’s jealous” Mina teased laughing
You winked at her letting out a small giggle
“Simp” coughed out Kaminari which earned him a smack from both Bakugou and Kirishima
Bakugou got jealous a lot but he trusts you and knows you would never do anything like that
Just sometimes he wants some extra attention.
took over a year off to cut you bitches some slack,, tell a friend to tell a friend, SHE'S BACK
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