Katsuki Bakugou X Reader

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Im finishing up a Shinsou fic that I'm gonna post tomorrow

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may challenge; shoji.

a/n: may challenge day 20. injuries/injured darling, burns, shoji and darling are childhood friends, possessiveness, overprotectiveness. 

word count: 1.5k

“Mezo, this is insane! What are you thinking?“ 

If he didn’t appear to be his calm, normal self, then you wouldn’t have believed him to have any sense left in his head. Your childhood friend and classmate continued lacing up his boots, and only turned his eyes towards you when one of his tentacles opened into a mouth, so he could respond to your question. 

"I’m thinking that something needs to be done, and I’ll be the one to do it." 

When he finally stood up, he towered over you like a skyscraper and looked as though he might even bump his head against the ceiling, his muscles bulging out of the tank top he usually wore for training. To anyone else, he would be so intimidating….but in your eyes, all you could see was a guy that was far too insistent on protecting your honour. 

Before he could move another inch, you reached up and pressed your hands against his broad chest–and putting on the most stern face you could, you gave him a gentle push so he would fall back to sit on your bed. 

"Sho, you need to relax. Challenging Bakugo to a duel in the middle of the night isn’t going to take back the fact that I lost to him.”

In all honesty, despite how determined he was to fight for you already, you had done your best to hide how humiliated you had truly been following your defeat. You liked to think you were strong, or at least not the weakest of your fellow classmates–but getting the crap beaten out of you by Bakugo today was humbling to say the least, especially now that you were sporting some rather deep bruises and painful wounds that would take awhile to heal. And you hated being pitied, so having to be hauled off by your friends to Recovery Girl while everyone’s eyes bored into your aching, burned body…it was the worst feeling in the world. 

“Haven’t you seen what’s beneath your bandages? He burned you. Badly. You’re going to have scars because of him.”

You sighed, and tried to shake the memory off, while your fingers mindlessly drifted over the bandages wrapped tight around your arm. While you had been licking your wounds, of course Shoji was the first one to come find you once you were released from care–and for once in his life he showed his emotions clearly on his face, his fury seething straight through his mask and causing heads to turn as his footsteps thudded heavily through the corridors of the school to find you. 

“Everybody has scars, Sho. Have you seen Midoriya’s hands? Or yours? It’s normal." 

The two of you had been friends for a long time, but you had never seen him so furious as he was just a few hours ago. Your sparring sessions had been around noon, so Shoji had the whole last half of classes to glare daggers at Bakugo whenever he could, and you even watched him shove past him as you left for the day, nearly everybody being the wiser to how much it wasn’t an accident. It was baffling, honestly, to see him act like that–even as elementary schoolers Shoji had always been mature and never held grudges, but for some reason seeing you get hurt when he wasn’t paying attention really bothered him. And to top it off, it made you feel like he saw you as weak, too…like you were just another person he needed to protect, instead of the hero you strived to be.

“I don’t care if it’s normal for everyone else. It shouldn’t be normal for you.”

With that thought sticking in your mind, your brow furrowed as he stood back up, and moved across your room to leave–but he stopped with his hand on the doorknob, when you muttered something to his back.

“…Why? Is it because you think I’m weak, too?” 

He turned his head almost immediately, just as you figured he would. But you had your arms crossed over your chest and a dark shade over your eyes, your thoughts turned sour in just a matter of moments.

“That isn’t-”

“Wasn’t what you meant. Sure. So that’s not why you’re always trying to protect me.” 

He was your best friend, and your closest ally in the world, so it stung even more painfully to realize that he probably wasn’t taking you seriously. You thought that whole saviour complex was just because it was who he was…but it pained you to think that he was only like that because he’s always needed to protect someone smaller than him. Someone who always clung to his arm when you were shy, and had him beat off the bullies when you couldn’t do it yourself. 

“…I don’t want to protect you because I think you’re weak.” 

Somehow, that sentiment aggravated you even more. You’d seldom ever got annoyed with Shoji, you couldn’t even remember the last time you fought–but you were certain he was just pitying you now, and treating you like you were still a child. In that moment you felt just like when you were kids, when you always needed somebody to stand up for you, and you were far past being over it. 

“Then why do you, Mezo? You shelter me more than anybody else. You’re always trying to keep me safe, even to the point of getting hurt yourself…why else would you do that?” 

But even so, your words came out with more venom than you wanted. Shoji finally moved away from the door completely, and walked towards you with heavy footsteps…but by the time he stood over you again, he still had that gentle look in his eyes, and you watched as the mouth on his tentacle hesitated a bit before speaking up again. 

“I want to help people who are weaker than I am. And I also want to help people that are strong, but still need someone to lean on. But you…I want to help you because I don’t want anyone else to do it in my place.” 

The room had been quiet before, but now you descended completely into silence. You hung off of Shoji’s words, no matter how tentative, because you really couldn’t believe what you were hearing. You couldn’t even grasp it fully, the meaning too vague…so he was forced to spell it out, his face growing hot underneath his mask. 

“I don’t protect you because you always need it. I do it because I want to be the one to save you if you do. And so, if anyone ever goes after you…”

His mouth drifted closer, lowering so it was level with yours, and the thought suddenly hit you that his behavior really didn’t make sense. He was always so much more protective, so much more dedicated, and so much more attached to you than anyone else. There couldn’t be a simple explanation for it…there could really only be one explanation. 

“…Then I can make sure they don’t get off easy, after hurting the one that I love.” 

If you thought it was silent before, after his confession you swore you could hear his heart beat from where you stood. Whatever you were thinking before was irrelevant, it felt like even the dull sting of your injuries had faded away with it. Shoji loved you, for how long you couldn’t tell, but he did–and you wouldn’t care if the floor crumbled beneath you and you realized this was all a dream, because it was something you didn’t think would ever feel so good. 

“I..I think I should go. I’m sorry..”

For someone that was so smart, and skilled, and incredible, he really could be totally oblivious sometimes. But you supposed it was his nerves that clouded his view of your reaction, and he thought your quiet shock was rejection…though fortunately that was remedied once you raised your hand, and gave his mask a gentle tug to pull it down his face, and over the mouth he always tried to hide. You hadn’t seen it in ages, it had been a while since you’d been alone for long enough for him to unveil it…but as scary as he thought his wide mouth and razor-sharp teeth were, you always found it to be one of the coolest things about his look. 

“I disagree. I think you should stay here…and I think you should wait until I’m all better, so we can go kick Bakugo’s ass together.” 

He nuzzled shyly into your hand as you cupped his face, but he still quivered as you leaned up on your tiptoes, to press an impossibly gentle kiss to his misshapen lips. You could feel the way he melted into it though, several pairs of hands coming down to hold you close while he gathered the courage to kiss you again, and several more times after that. 

Maybe you were still weak, after suffering such a horrible failure and bearing the marks for all to see. But it didn’t feel so bad when you had somebody that swore he would protect you, and keep you safe while you recovered…so you could find your strength again, and try your hand one more time at getting some payback.  

very well deserved

you did well boys ❤️ 

#BackDoor1stWin #StrayKids3rdWin

have a manga cover thats cropped to be just Bakugou

Nagisa Shiota x Reader

Summary: You comfort Nagisa after Koro-sensei’s death

A/N: A coping mechanism cuz I just finished the series this morning and I still have lingering sadness. (Art not mine)

Warnings/Genre: self-indulgence (help me), angst, death

WC: 957

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“I’m so happy... to be killed by you all” Koro-sensei said contentedly with an everlasting smile on his face. You’re eyes teared up as salty drops stained your cheeks. He went on to say something to Nagisa but you couldn’t hear a thing. You’r shoulders were shaking as the tears freely fell on Koro-sensei’s tentacle. It stretched out to caress your cheek. You bit back a sob as the tears came down faster, the tentacle wiping it away as you smiled gently. The comforting tentacle retracted as you raised your eyes to see Nagisa holding the knife up. You gasped as he trembled and let out a scream, going to stab Koro-sensei but he was stopped. 

“Don’t kill me feeling like that, calm down and smile” You sighed, knowing it was for the best to calm yourself as well. The tears flowed down at a steady speed as Nagisa sighed. 

He gave Koro-sensei a calm smile and as he brought down the knife, you could see the fun moments you had with him, flash before your eyes. 

The time he helped you bake that cake, and ate it, heheh

When he did your hair when you were late for class

When he quickly picked you up and covered the gash on your leg

When he helped you clean the stray cat you found

He was so fun

You winced at the sight of the knife digging into his chest, letting out a big exhale of breath and crying softly but audibly. The tentacle you held in your hand began to evaporate into glowing specks that reminded you of stars. You gasped at the beautiful sight, the waterfall from your eyes not seizing as you realized,

This was it, goodbye Koro-sensei and...

Thank you

The last specks floated up into the air as everyone watched. Once it set in that he wasn’t there, you were left clutching the sleeve of his coat. You exhaled shakily and your vision blurred. Your face contorted onto a pained expression as you let out a wail.

“K-KORO- SENSEI!” you cried out, shrinking yourself into your body, holding on to his sleeve. You sobbed uncontrollably along with everyone else. Yours being second to the loudest, Nagisa’s taking first place. You kneeld up and gripped his shirt. He turned around and pulled you to a hug that would be painful if you cared. 

You both cried onto each others shoulders not minding the cloth being soaked in tears and snot as you just held each other. You both calmed down at the same time, soon just breathing heavily whilst trying to do it at a steady pace. You pulled away and looked at him. You were both stained in painful tears as you exchanged a calming glance. You smiled at him and a few tears fell from your eyes, “He’s okay” you said simply.

He nodded and wiped the tears on your eyes, you giggling and wiping his with your sleeve. Soon enough, the whole class had calmed down as Kurasama-sensei led you to the classroom. Nagisa pushed you gently along by the small of your back sniffling as you tried wiping the tears that still rolled down your face. 

You stepped inside and found thick and heavy books with a diploma in between. Nagisa nodded at you and you went to your seat. You opened the first book to a random page and saw a picture of you and Koro-sensei taking a selfie with Nagisa in the back wearing a girl outfit as a disguise, both you and your teacher on the verge of laughter. 

You smiled and sniffled at the memory, as you closed the book to stop you from crying even more. You opened the other book and saw that it was an advice book. One paragraph caught your eye, it had your name and instructions.

Y/N

If you’re reading this I probably turned into glitter before your eyes, heheheh. I know you will take this really hard and think of it for a long time but don’t worry. I’m right here. I’m looking over your shoulder, I know you can hear my voice. I will be with you, and the whole of Class E through every step of the way. A good teacher is there to celebrate milestones of their students’ lives and you always told me I was the best teacher. You’re an amazing student, very kind and can make great decisions, and I trust you’ll do just that every day of your life. It seems I have taught you enough that you should know not to mourn, I don’t like it when you’re sad, you know that. So be happy that you have me and all your friends. Also I know you and Nagisa know you like each other, make it official. If not just for yourselves than for me. I told him the same thing heheheheheh

Your beloved teacher, Koro-sensei 

You teared up. You could hear his voice, his laugh. You smiled at the note and at the smiley signature next to his name. You wiped the final tears, following his advice and being happy whilst cherishing the memories you had with him. You sat up and saw Nagisa do the same a few moments later. You walked to his desk as he made eye contact with you along the way. 

“Did you read the note?” you asked smiling

He nodded with a hum and you grabbed his wrist and pulled him close into a gentle hug. He buried his face to the crook of your neck as you spoke up. “Let’s go out sometime, ‘kay?”

He beamed at you as you felt Koro-sensei chuckling and smiling from above, the presence strongly felt beside you

“Of course!”

DUDE ISTG THERE IS NOT ENOUGH KNUCKLEDUSTER X READER vigilante characters are so underrated smh

Monster prompt 8 and 7 with oguro aka knuckleduster from mha vigilantes x catgirl queen reader? Where the vigilantes gang doesn't believe in reader being a monster and thought it was just her quirk but oguro gets evidence of her being a monster and accepts it unexpectedly while being the old geezer he is ?

****prompts for Monster Month are closed!!!filling out what i got in the beginning of the week!!!****

Monster Prompts #7 nsfw “curiosity killed the cat ya know” & #8” but im royalty!!” With Knucklebuster!

Warnings. DubC

The group of vigilanties had come into your kingdom with suspicions , someone was stealing shiny gold and necklaces from the town and the maids. You seemed perfectly normal, as normal as a queen could be. You had a cat quirk too, light gold fur on your arms and legs and along your face with matching ears and tail. You tucked your shirt up and Knucklebuster noticed but no one else seemed too.

The meeting with the vigilanties was short and sweet, be on the look out and all that stuff. Knucklebuster tried to tell his team that you were suspicious but they were hearing none of it. So he decided to volunteer to watch the castle for the night.

He stayed up all night , checking rooms and saying goodnight to everyone. When he checked the throne room he saw you lounging on the throne with a shiny necklace in your hand. He watched with a smug look on his face feeling accomplished.

You jumped off the throne and made your way to one of the maids rooms , knucklebuster following close behind. He watched you open the door and he grabbed you falling back into a cleaning closet, he kicked the door shut chuckling.

“Curiosity killed the cat ya know...” he teased covering your mouth.

“I knew a sneaky cat was behind this. And im so happy i was right.” His free hand moved down ripping your pants off .

You struggled biting his fingers till he let go . You spun around growling at him. “But im royalty! I do what i want! How dare you-“

He picked you up setting you on the desk and fussing with his pants. “Its wrong to steal kitty cat. I need to teach you manners” he put his weight on you , his cock teasing your lips.

You whimpered feeling the head slide in already stretching you to what your use too. Knucklebuster licked your neck and nipped it lightly. “Ready kitty?”

Your ears wiggled and you looked at him then down at his cock. “Surely you jest!!!!”

He laughed kissing you. “No kitty, you broke the law.” He shoved himself inside you and covered your mouth as soon as youn sreamed.

He was way to big. He stretched your delecate walls to their limit taking up every inch inside you . Your head felk back and Knucklebuster ripped your shirt to suck on your left nipple and pinch the other. You whimpered feeling your climax growing alot faster than you were use too .

“Kitty close? I just started. Not yet okay?”

“Not YET?” You looked at him , face red .

“Yep. Not yet.” He put his weight on you laying you down fucking harder.

Knucklebusters balls slapped into you with each thrust sending rattles all over your body, your tail wrapped around his arm squeezing it . “I cant!!! Pl..”

“Pleaseeeee????”

“Yes..”

“ say it kitty.” Harder.

“Please let me cum!!!”

Knucklebuster smirked and pet your head. “Okay kitty.” He finally let his load out.

“No not inside!!” It was too late. Knucklebuster was all the way inside you, his ropes of cum filling you up much more than you can handle.

Your orgasm made your body fall limp and twitch. Knucklebuster peppered your body with kisses with a big smile on his face. “Hopfully you learned your lesson, kitty.”

Practice Makes Perfect (Tsukishima Kei x Reader)

Rated: Explicit

Word Count: 3,823

Warnings: SMUT, loss of virginity, bad language, Tsukki being too damn beautiful.

Summary: It’s been several months after Tsukishima’s confession in the infirmary. You two are dating now, and after a study session in his room, you two decide to take your relationship to the next level.

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I hear you guys! I fucking see you!😂 we all need some Tsukki smut in our life so here is part 2 of Kiss it Better, I’ve included the link for anyone who hasn’t read the first part. I hope you all enjoy it and I would love the feedback afterwards:)

ALSO. I AM TAKING REQUESTS. I know I have some sitting in my inbox right now that I need to get to still so I apologize in advance if I can’t get your request out right away. But I literally adore all of you so much. Thank you for taking the time to read my shit writing:’) Anyway please enjoy the shit show lol.

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pairing: kaminari denki x gn!reader

A/N: this is part of @myherowritings​ ‘s discord server’s fluffy quarantine collab!! hope y’all enjoyy :D

this is the masterlist of all the other pieces in the collab, please do check them out!!

word count: 1518

☆ ° ✧　 ·     ━━━━━━━━━━━━━    synopsis : when you and your hyperactive roommate (and polar opposite), kaminari, are stuck inside together during the lock down, personalities clash. the question here being whether the clash is going to be for the better or not. 

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Taking Care of Their Drunk S/O After a Girls’ Night Out

with Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou 

genre : [ ☀︎ ]  fluff!! & a tiny bitta steam~

hc prompt : how would he take care of you if you come home wasted after a girls’ night out?

author’s note : this is my first time writing headcanons!! idk if this is good hc material but lemme know what you think! :) **gif not mine!!

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