Someone To You Shoto X Reader

Laptop just decides not to save 800 words of a fic im writing so thats great

Squad goals, am I right?

Yandere!Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Summary: Bakugou takes the opportunity of your kidnapping to make you his

Quirk: Water manipulation. You can control water and can choose to only use H2O or can also carry things is it. If you use it too much you will get dehydrated

Warnings/Genre: yandere themes, unhealty/toxic relationship, kidnapping, manipulation, stockholm syndrome-y (submission to Bakugou), reader without parents, mentions of torture and moletsing

WC: 2,092

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Hey isn’t that Y/N L/N?” The man whispered. You couldn’t hear a thing as you were wearing headphones. The men shuffled out of the crowd and got out of the train. They made sure you didn’t notice them and continued their conversation, “You know how much they would pay for her, she placed 5th in the Sports Festival!” 

“I don’t know man, we could get in serious trouble”

“Her quirk is just water stuffs, let’s just keep her somewhere and make her dehydrated til she either passes out of they pay for her. Think about it, an aspiring hero, helpless and weak. They would pay so much to get her back”

“Ugh fine” The man obliged as they went to prepare for the task.

Meanwhile, you safely got to school. You took off your headphones and stuffed them into you bag as you opened the door. You were met with the happy greetings of your friends. Taking a seat, you chatted the the ‘Bakusquad’ in the time before class started. Bakugou never actually showed interest in you but you were close enough friends for him to be adorably possessive over you. You did notice that you were the only one he’d give advice to. Everyone shipped you two and you would blush every time it was mentioned. 

Everyone retreated back to their seats as only a few minutes remained before the teacher came but Bakugou stayed back. You looked up in slight confusion as he handed you a pen. “I have a strong feeling you felt like being an idiot today and left your pencil case” he said grumpily before walking away. You looked in your bag and lo an behold he was right. It was just mere coincidence to you but not to him. He noticed the lump in your backpack front pocket and knew you were listening to music again and knew you wouldn’t put the pencil case back in your bag. He knew you like that, and he loved you like that. It proved to him that you were still a little immature and naive. Still a chance to make you his. 

Aizawa entered the classroom, snapping him out of his daydreams about you. About how good of a wife you would be. How much cuddling you guys would do. How much cooking you guys would do. He thought about everything, how he would spend his day around adoring fans and come home to you waiting for him, dinner ready. He would definitely knock you up. A child would forever esablish your relationship, and your love. I mean, he wouldn’t do all this work for nothing. Find out where you live, your favorite foods, colors, movie genre. He wouldn’t make so many mental notes about your habits, what clothes you wear, what perfume you use. He wouldn’t do all that for nothing. He will make you his, he will love you and you will love him.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You were walking home from school. After saying your goodbyes to your friends, you started your walk. Putting on your headphones, you walked down the sidewalk, occasionally walking in a crowd. At one point you went on a route which was usually void of people so you relaxed yourself and turned up the volume of your music. You nodded your head along with the music as the two men behind you noticed your weren’t noticing your surroundings and enacted their plan. Before you knew what was happening, a handkerchief was placed on your mouth, your eyes went wide as you inhaled the chloroform and soon passed out. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The next day the class noticed your absence. They were texting and calling you but nothing worked. Aizawa asked as you were not one to get sick and not one to stay home. Suddenly a knock was heard from the door and Present Mic entered, “Yo! I found this phone at my doorstep, I think it’s Y/N’s” the class gasped as Present Mic handed it to their homeroom teacher. Bakugou glared, hiding his worry. What happened to you? Are you hurt? Who did this to you? He’ll kill them, make them pay. 

His thought were interrupted by Present Mic leaving. “There’s some disturbing stuff there, yo. I called Nezu so you two can decide which action to take” Present Mic left the room. Aizawa was crowded with student as he looked through the erased phone, the backround was white, the gallery was erased but contained only one video. 

It was you. Bakugou’s eyes widened and his blood boiled. You were blindfolded and tied to a chair with a cloth on your mouth to shut you up. The men behind the camera explained that they were to pay a huge sum of money and they would get her back, and if they were to report to the police, you were to be killed. If they were paid and were still told on to the police, they would find you again and they would kill you. You heard this and sobbed, tears running down your cheeks. 

Bakugou was pissed, and looked at the background. He knew that place. He used the same warehouse when he killed and tortured you exes and past crushes and bullies. It had many sharp tools left behind. He cleaned the tools of course, but still left them behind. 

Aizawa announced that he was going to discuss this with the principal and tey were to send out a search party in a day or two. That wasn’t enough time, they- no, he had to find you now. You were in danger, no one could keep you but him. Then he had a thought. He was gonna find you, and save you, ten you were gonna fall for him and be his. He chuckled under his breath, yes, this was perfect.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After school he at least told Kirishima and some friends that he was going to rescue you. It made him seem less suspicious and as if he cared for you. He only told those who he knew would listen to him when he said not to follow him. Then, he would go home and go look for you. And right on cue, he saw his parents weren’t home yet.

He got dressed in black clothing that looked casual enough. A hoodie, some pants and his signature boots. He walked out and went to the warehouse. He quietly snuck in and saw you in the middle of the warehouse, tied to a chair. The man was touching you in places only he was allowed to. He groped you in unwanted places while you sobbed as the man breathed in your ear. “Your lucky we promised to give you unharmed, otherwise, you’d be a mess on the floor by now” he whispered. Bakugou heard enough, he let out a battle cry, attacking te man who was watching. He threw your captor to the wall as the other went to grab him. He made a big explosion aimed at his chest and he fell to the floor unconscious. Bakugou took some rope and tied them up. He texted Kirishima and told him to tel the police, as well as giving the address. 

He walked over to you, mumbling about how the kidnappers were weaklings. He untied you and took off your blindfold. You were still shaken up, and still had tears on your cheeks. “B-Bakugou?” you asked, your voice hoarse as they deprived you of any water. 

“Yeah it’s me” his husky voice said quietly. “You see how easy it is for them to nullify your quirk? Damn, you really need someone to protect you.” He smirked to himself as he planted the idea in your mind. You shuddered and realized he was right. You looked at him as he finished untying the ropes on your ankles. His eyes met your teary ones, “w-will you protect me?”

Bingo. He got you. The corner of his lips tugged up, a smirk disguised as a comforting smile, “of course” he said as he wiped the tears from your eyes. You leaned into his touch as he took in the fact that you were now his. He got up and carried you bridal style. You snuggled up to his chest as he carried you to your house. He set you on your living room couch and turned to leave. You grabbed his arm. “I don’t wanna be here by myself” you whimpered.

“What about your parents?” he knew you didn’t have any. Both were divorced and lived in a different country, they sent you money to support yourself. He found this out while going through your laptop when he visited your room at night.

“They aren’t with me. Can I stay with you?” You looked up at him. 

“Let me just ask my parents” he stepped away and made a phone call. On the other line his mother was fuming, asking where he was an what he was doing. He admitted to saving you and told them you had a weird mental shock thing and asked for him to take you home with him. His mom sighed and said that at least he took action, being an upcoming hero and all. His father got on the phone and said you could stay as long as you needed. He hung up soon after and went to you. 

You were still shaking as he relayed the good news, “they said you can stay as long as you want” he said stroking your arm. You smiled a little, and stood up, “Thanks, Bakugou. I’ll go get some clothes.”

“Katsuki,” he told you, “Call me Katsuki”

You felt giddy as you walked to your bedroom and invited him in. You were picking up some clothes as he layed on your bed. You assume he was tired but he was anything but. He was never able to do this as you were asleep when he visited. He inhaled your pillows and took in your scent, he even slightly ground his hips on the mattress. He sat up when you said that you got your pajamas and uniform for the next day. and he helped you carry them as you walked to his house. You clung onto him on the way there and he couldn’t be happier.

You reached his house and he opened the door. His parents were waiting for them and as soon as you stepped in, his parents went to talk to you. 

“Are you okay, sweetheart?” his mom asked, concerned

“Yes, Ms. Bakugou” you replied shyly. She thought your were the cutest thing ever.

“Alright then, we have a guest room right over there, Mistuki will help you get settled in” his dad told you

Your body refused to move to the room as you slowly backed up to Bakugou. “Um, if you d-don’t mind I-I’d like to sleep w-with K-Katsuki” you blushed as you asked. They looked to him as he looked at you and you decided he cared enough for you to stay with him. “As long as there’s no funny business” his mom clarified.

You face got redder, “O-Of course!” you squeaked. 

They motioned for you to go with him up to his room. You followed him, clinging onto his arm once again. He showed you to his room and to his bathroom. He let you take a shower and get changed as he got changed in his own room. He sighed contently, you may have endured some discomfort but everything’s fine now, now you were with him. You’d be happy with him, live with him, be safe with him.

You opened his door and found him sitting on his bed. He scooted to the side, making space for you. He asked if you wanted dinner but you refused, claiming you were too tired and wanted to sleep. He lied down next to you and you looked away from him, “c-can I hug you?” you asked, blushing

He smirked and pulled you to his chest, resting his head on yours. You clutched onto him, feeling his arms wrap around you in a comforting embrace.

“Katsuki?”

“Hm?”

“I’m thinking of leaving the hero course”

He smirked, “oh?”

“They’ll understand, wont they?”

“Of course they will.”

“And then, can I move in with you?”

He gasped, he didn’t know how easy this was gonna be. You looked up at him and met his eyes, “Katuski?”

“Oh yeah, of course you can. My parents will understand. Then I can protect you”

You smiled at him, “I love you, Katsuki”

Birthday Boys - Okumura Twins x Reader

Okay, LisTEn-

I know that I don’t do birthday pieces for the other boys, but I NEEDED TO DO THIS FOR MY BABIES BECAUSE IF I DIDN’T HAVE THEM DURING THE SUMMER I WOULD HAVE LITERALLY D I E D.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABIES!

(And we’re all gonna ignore the fact that Yukio is in the midst of a psychotic break and Rin’s yanno gone done lost his shit and all have a fun festive time, alright? Great!)

Word count: 1, 443

Masterlist

Rin groaned as you connected the tip of your finger to his rosy cheek for around the third time that morning, “Come on, Rin. It’s time to wake up~”

“Mmmm…” The older twin whined as he grabbed your wrist and held it close to his chest to which you laughed. You’d never usually even attempt to wake Rin up this early on one of his days off but today was different and you’re sure he’ll forgive you once he sees what you’ve done.

“You’re never gonna wake him up that way, (Y/n), he’s a heavy sleeper.” The younger twin chuckled out from behind you as you attempted to pull your hand out of Rin’s grip, turning toward Yukio you gave him a reassuring look before turning back to Rin’s sleeping face.

Unable to detach your hand from his, you leaned forward and pressed a small kiss to his nose and whispered “Sorry about this, Rinny…” Before you blew harshly against his ear and jumped away as he threw himself up letting out a girlish scream, before he got a chance to shout at you you pulled him out of his bed and dragged him toward the door of his room, grabbing Yukio’s hand on the way and dragged them both to the dining room of the dorm building.

“What are you even doing (Y/n)? It’s like the middle of the night.” Rin groaned out making you laugh and Yukio groan, “It’s 8AM, stop being dramatic…”

“Alright you two, close your eyes!” You chimed in as you were about to enter the dining hall.

You’d woken up extra early that morning to get things ready, to make sure you had everything perfect for their birthday. Since it was Christmas there was already plenty of decorations littering the dorm building that the three of you lived in but since the boys could barely differentiate birthday celebrations from Christmas celebrations you decided you’d give them a real birthday this year.

You’d gotten birthday banners and hung them all around the common area of the building and in the dining hall, balloons floated around as well as a few you’d stuck to the walls and Ukobach had helped you make Rin and Yukio their favourite breakfasts as well as a birthday cake you’d give them later.

The boys reluctantly closed their eyes and you gently pulled them into the dining hall, smiling happily to yourself at the neatly set table stacked with the presents you’d gotten them, squeezing their hands they opened their eyes.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” You shouted, smiling widely and outstretching your arms you watched as Yukio’s jaw dropped and a wide smile found Rin’s face.

“Woah…Did you do all this?” Rin asked, smiling even wider as you nodded your head and replied, “Mhm, I wanted you guys to have a birthday that wasn’t all about Christmas so I did some decorating and got you guys some actual birthday presents… Do you like it?” You asked, your teeth tugging at your bottom lip until Yukio let out a breathy chuckle, “This is amazing (Y/n), you didn’t have to.”

“I wanted to, now come on me and Ukobach made breakfast.” Rin wasted no more time before running over to the table and sizing up his gifts but the raven haired boy was quickly distracted by the scent of his favourite breakfast hitting his nose.

After they’d finished their breakfast, it was time for presents and luckily for you your housemates and best friends were easy enough to buy for and what people normally overlooked while shopping for them was the fact that underneath all the exorcist stuff they’re still teenage boys.

For Rin you got him a videogame that you knew he’d been wanting for the past while, a really nice smelling body spray and cologne set because as much as you loved the boy sometimes he stunk and last but definitely not least you got him an apron that has “Your opinion wasn’t in the recipe” printed across the front. The boy in question opened his presents like an excited puppy with the brightest smile on his face, he pulled you into a tight hug once he’d opened everything you’d gotten him and pressed a wet kiss to your cheek making you smile but scrunch up your nose at the same time, you were no stranger to Rin’s sloppy cheek kisses though after having lived with him for 2 years you’d think you’d be able to get used his puppy like affection.

For Yukio you’d gotten him the latest volume of his favourite manga that he hadn’t been able to find in any of the stores around TrueCross plus a few more that he told you he’d been meaning to start but hadn’t gotten around to yet, a new gun holster with his initials since you knew he liked things that were practical but you didn’t want to give him just a plain holster and lastly you’d gotten him a hoodie that was smart but also a lot more comfy than the cardigans he usually wore plus you were getting tired of stealing only Rin’s hoodies. You rested your chin on his shoulder while he unwrapped the gifts, somehow not ripping the paper in the process unlike Rin had. The thought you had put in made him genuinely happy, that showing clearly in the soft smile he had on his face, “Thanks a lot, (Y/n). This means a lot to us.” He spoke pecking your forehead quickly before Rin jumped between you both and wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you close and squishing your cheek against his, “Yeah (N/n), you’re the best you know that?”

“Yeah, yeah. Now get off me you big dork.” You laughed out as you playfully shoved the laughing boy away, “Both of you better go get dressed we have somewhere to be.” You told them before heading to your own room to get dressed.

The others were waiting for the three of you in Yukio’s classroom as you’d also planned the boys a surprise party, they deserved a day for just them considering how much life had thrown at them recently.

The party went as planned and the boys seemed really happy with the positive attention they were getting, Rin and Bon didn’t argue and Yukio came out of his shell a little. It made you so happy to see them being able to act their age and not seem like they’re carrying the weight of the world for once.

It was nice considering even since day 1 they’d been stressed and anxious about one thing or another, since you became friends you made it your mission to make them feel normal as best you could in their crazy world and the boys were never shy about telling you how grateful they were for you. They both had different ways of showing you though, Yukio showed it by trusting you with his problems and actually telling you how he was feeling when he was having a hard time which meant a lot to you, Rin on the other hand showed you by showering you in hugs and always making you his partner in crime, he was also your number one cuddle buddy and shoulder to cry on.

After a few hours you headed back to your dorm with the boys and the cake you’d baked that morning with Ukobach was quickly devoured by the three of you. You’d all settled on the couch in the living room area of the dorm, you in the middle, Rin on your right playing the game you’d gotten him and Yukio on your left reading his manga, you lived for the moments like these when everything was quiet and your two best friends in the whole world were happy, letting out a content sigh you wiggled around in your spot, laying your head on Yukio’s lap so that you were laying across the couch and threw your legs over Rin’s lap, “Did you guys enjoy your day?” You asked quietly, your eyes about to fall shut with how tired you were from being up so early getting everything ready.

Yukio’s voice met your ears just before you fell asleep, “Today was amazing thank you (Y/n).” The boys couldn’t help but smile at each other looking at your sleeping form, the room was silent aside from the noises coming from the game Rin was playing before the older twin cut into the silence, his blue eyes still locked on you.

“Man, we’re really lucky.” He sighed out, Yukio nodded in agreement breathing out a “Yeah…We really are.”

fierce, ambitious, loyal — just few of the many ways to describe the haikyuu boys. but have you ever wondered what they’re really like behind closed bedroom doors? what dark desires and dirty kinks are tangled between their sheets? welcome to a mini rollercoaster of smut, one that takes twists and turns into what really drives the haikyuu boys crazy.

warning: smut. Big Big series of smut (they’re aged up).

i. kozume kenma - a rude awakening

ii. nishinoya yu - say my name

iii. sugawara koushi - learning patience

iv. akaashi keiji - you look so pretty like that

v. bokuto koutarou - center of attention

vi. kuroo tetsurou - best seat in the house

vii. oikawa tooru - hit it until it breaks

viii. kageyama tobio - birdbox

ix. yamaguchi tadashi - sweeter than candy

x. iwaizumi hajime - under your spell

—

taglist closed!

Hitoshi Shinsou x Barista!Reader HCs

Summary: Headcannons about Shinsou seeing his crush working in his favorite cafe after school

Quirk: You can heat things up with your palm’s to 110 degrees Celsius. If it gets hotter than that your could burn yourself

Warnings/Genre: fluff, cursing, shitty first headcannons

WC: 374

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The boy is shook to say the least

You were there, taking orders and giving customers cakes and coffees

He didn’t talk to you often because you were in the support course but he saw you enough to see how kind you were to others

Even animals

He saw you after school one time, petting a stray cat and feeding it

He melted

The next day he bumped into you and you were gushing about him, to him about how cool his quirk is

He became a blushing mess but thank god you weren’t able to see it because the bell rang and you rushed off

So you bet your ass when he saw you he went red

You looked so cute in the uniform

He never saw you because the only time he went here was weekends

But he decided to celebrate today because there wasn’t any homework 

When he went in he glanced at you but you didn’t see him

He saw you using your quirk to heat up some coffee and you gave it to a customer

He smirked as you weren’t even supposed to use your quirk unless you were a hero doing hero things

You looked around to make sire no one was watching 

Then your eyes met his

shit

You quickly gave the table their order when you walked to him

You asked him if he could just not tell anyone and even offered him a week’s worth of free coffee

He chuckled at your panicking

ohmygodyouwereadorable

He assured you he wouldn’i

IF

you went out with him sometime

oh shit now ur a tomato

how was he so smooth

lol you cant see but he lowkey embarassed if you rejected him

you said yes

ofc u did

he also asked for a kiss before you take his order

wtf sksksksksksk

you looked around to see if your boss was there

she wasn’t

you gave him a peck on the lips

he turned red cuz he didn’t know u would actually did it

he just asked for a coffee and you scurried off

you gave him his cup and said it was on the house

he scored a date with you and a free coffee?

best day ever

makes me a tad bit insecure but i do be thicc tho

I have stretch marks.

Reblog if you do too. Just to prove that it is more normal than what people actually think.

❝ Promise ❞

•:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:•☾☼☽•:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:•

♕ SYNOPSIS: Throughout the years, you’ve made plenty of promises to your best friend with a smile. All of which you intend to keep, no matter how painful.

♕ PAIRING: DABI (TODOROKI TOUYA) X READER ♕ WARNINGS: slight angst; dabi is a todoroki; mentions of abuse and blood; slight fluff  ♕ WORD COUNT: 1.9k+ ♕ PHOTO CREDIT: @/stillzel. 

♕ AUTHOR’S NOTE: Oops. This fluff turned into angst. My bad. ╮(╯∀╰)╭  Lmaoo wrote this super-drained, so it’s kinda bad but- Enjoy! <3

•:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:•☾☼☽•:•.•:•.•:•:•:•:•:•:•:•

Over the years that you had known him, it had become apparent to you that Todoroki Touya was prone to injuring himself. 

The ten-year-old seemed to acquire a new injury each and every time you saw him. Whether it be a mere scraped knee or a bruised cheek, you were always there to patch him up. 

After a while, you had grown accustomed to Touya’s little mishaps. You even began carrying a small, portable First-Aid kit in your pocket, equipped with Snoopy and Spongebob-decorated band-aids, rubbing alcohol, and gauze.

Touya getting himself hurt was something that had become familiar to you over the years of knowing him, so you’d think that you would be less surprised when he showed up at your doorstep with a busted lip and a black eye. But that wasn’t the case. Not at all.

Keep reading

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.

Keep reading

Part 2 uwu 💓

—///

Alice!!!! Wtf!!