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Stuck In The Middle With You

Reader: Gender Neutral Character: Shouta Aizawa/ Eraserhead & Hizashi Yamada Rating: G Summary: “So, hypothetically, if I said I wanna be in the middle of a Shota and Hizashi sandwich, would you like take that ask or? (aka are you comfortable writing poly! relationships?)” - Anon Warnings: Fluff Tip Jar 🍸 | Ask Box: Open A/N: I got you

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Buckle Up

pairing: bakugou katsuki x fem!reader

warning: road head, cursing

word count: 3,000

a/n: I was supposed to write this when I was having a denied writers block, but here we are out of it and able to write what i was supposed to!!!! enjoy!!!! also you wanted to be tagged in this @lady-bakuhoe, so good morning jo!!!

edit: ROAD HEAD IS DANGEROUS PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DO NOT ATTEMPT IRL IF YOU WANNA SUCK DICK ON THE ROAD PULL OVER TO THE SIDE!!!!!!! NO HORNINESS IS WORTH DEATH!!!!!

Synopsis: On your way for a weekend getaway, Bakugou is having trouble staying awake, and you have an unconventional way at waking him up.

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“Are they really fucking sleeping right now?”

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Hi! Can you write "Overly Romantic Gesture Turns Partner On Too Much", + “I’ve thought about it before. You know, being with you like this.” for Ushijima (dialogue said by him)? I think many writers struggle writing for him because of his lack of personality I- but hes so good looking I cant help it! Thanks in advanced :D

“his lack of personality” LMFAOOOOOOOOO LEMME CATCH MY BREATH FIRST. we love big dumb rock boy in this house! himbo rights bitches! pls always send this dumb rock my way i love him HAHA.

4.) Overly Romantic Gesture Turns Partner On Too Much + 78.) “I’ve thought about it before. You know, being with you like this.” 

Ushijima was not a partner of many words. You had known this from the beginning. He didn’t speak much, and when he did, it was fairly matter of fact. You know he loves you in many others ways, like in the way he holds you close, and gives you gentle kisses. Your relationship is still new, and so you hoped to peel back his layers as time progressed.

Today was your 6th month anniversary, and you wanted to something special. You had gotten all dolled up, wearing your favorite summer dress, and packed a little lunch for a small picnic. You were so thrilled to see Ushiwaka, hoping he would maybe open up and say something sweet about how you looked.

When you finally met up with him, his mind went blank. You looked gorgeous. He was not used to this type of fluttering in his heart, it made him nervous. He didn’t like to feel out of control about this. But, when he watched you unpack the picnic basket, noticing you had made the rice he likes and other foods you knew he would enjoy, his heart was melting. He also felt another odd feeling, he was horny. As hell. He mentally cursed himself for getting so worked up at such an innocent and sweet gesture.

He pulled you into his lap, ignoring your squeaks of confusion. He kissed you, letting his hands roam freely on your body. You can’t help but grin, knowing this is his way of showing how much he loves you. 

“I’ve thought about it before. You know, being with you like this.” He mumbles, finally breaking for air, hands still squeezing your thighs roughly. You feel like puddy in his hands, melting at his words. He isn’t always the best with them, but when he says stuff like this, it’s hard to not immediately fall apart in his hands. You lean back in for another kiss, savoring the tender moment with him.

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So @moonpaw , Izuku can use the other quirks stored in OFA bcuz it's in his bloodline?? :O I was reading the 'read more' and you said we dont know how OFA works, for the most part. Thats true but what if the other quirks didn't work for All Might cuz he aint in the family, y'know. Because Izuku is related to AFO and the original holder of OFA then that must mean he can use his quirk to it's full extent, maybe he's even more powerful than the origina OFA holder cuz he got all these new quirks that came with OFA

All for One is actually Midoriya Hisashi, and in this essay i will

“i’d die for you!”

“then perish.”

Spawn

Rating: Explicit Warnings: Rough Sex (Vaginal), biting, scratching, breeding, oviposition, dub/noncon, kidnapping, cursing, blood, use of aphrodisiac, interspecies sex (merman and human), mentions of drowning Words:   5579 Pairing: Mer!Bakugou Katsuki x Human Fem!Reader

a/n: I’ve been getting quite a few requests for mermaid breeding. This… is probably not what you were wanting or expecting, so I won’t include anyone’s request here lol. I may write something a little… gentler later on.

BTW, please blacklist the tag cutesuki-lemons if you do not want to see this content from my blog. I will no longer be tagging with specific keywords for this type of content.Thank you~

Due to the nature of this post, the characters are 18+

Tags: @lady-bakuhoe​​, @hoefortodo​​, @sunkissedneptune​​, @softkatsuki​​, @marilla-eldriana​​, @sanurrwrites​​, @hopeismyhope101

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Yandere dragon x servant darling? The dragon is so old and powerful and has been kept sealed for many years bc no one has managed to kill it but the prince was stupid enough to unleash it hoping it would destroy the enemy kingdom but instead it kidnapped the servant who always came by to clean the room and give it some food

I decided to use Dragon-Shifter!Bakugo for this, if only because it’s my favorite bastard’s birthday and he deserves to wreak a little havoc. I think I just have a soft spot for this Fantasy AU, in general.

TW: Mentions of Death and Imprisonment, Fire, and (Non-Graphic) Violence. 

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The smoke was overwhelming.

The castle had gone up like kindling, despite all its many precautions and safeguards. You were just a servant, voiceless and powerless in the grand scheme of things, but you’d been there when the Prince made his decision. It was one of anger, of hate and frustration and pride, but you could understand the state he must’ve been in. With his army defeated and his enemy marching ever-closer, there wasn’t another choice. He could either release Bakugo, a King among beasts, or scrape together what was left of his forces and pray his surrender would be a shameless one.

Of course, his act of desperation had ended as acts of desperation always do - in screaming and destruction and fire, so much fire. Even in the open courtyard, without a roof to contain the flames and surrounded by untouched flora, the smoke bit at your lungs, permeating every piece of clothing on your body and forcing its way into your eyes, your skin, your head, your mind soon spinning and aching, turning your frantic sprint towards the castle’s gates into a stuttered, lethargic stumble. Clouds of grey obscured your vision, the stench of chemicals and burning stone quickly becoming nauseating, but you knew Bakugo’s rage better than anyone, you knew his hatred better than anyone. He’d been imprisoned far longer than you’d been alive, and rumor had it that he outlived your kingdom in its entirety. Whoever he encountered, friend or foe, would not be treated kindly. They’d be lucky if they lived to tell the tale, honestly.

Thus, the panic that ran through you as you felt a gust of wind flow over you was more than understandable, nearly strong enough to make your knees buckle. You were tempted to stop running, to search for a garden shed or a notch in the brick walls and hide until your blood boiled in your veins, but you bit the inside of your cheek and focused on your target, reminding yourself that the woods less than a hundred paces away would make a much better haven than a fortress already half-burnt to the ground. You were only able to make it a few steps forwards before something massive collapsed to the ground behind you, sending a tremor through the soil and knocking you off balance. You glanced over your shoulder reflexively, equal parts out of confusion and curiosity, but regretted the action the moment your eyes landed on that giant, terrible monster.

You’d seen Bakugo before, but he was chained down, hidden in darkness and made smaller by his captivity. He’d been crushed and barely alive, but he was free, now, his fury blazing and his golden scales catching every ray of light, only muted by the long, pitch-black spikes that jutted out at every odd angle. You gasped, a scream caught in your throat, then cursed, beginning to scramble to your feet, but another small quake forced you to stop, pinning you against the turf as Bakugo edged closer. Still, that did little to disarm the predator. You could only hold your breath as he lowered his head, his neck arching to lower himself to your height, but pain didn’t accompany his approach.

Rather, a weight pressed against your chest, heavy but not oppressive. Hot air fanned over your skin as he exhaled, a flat, reptilian nose pressed against your diaphragm, nudging at nothing in particular, eventually finding its way to your shoulder. Your fear wavered, momentarily replaced with some unnamable, elusive form of bewilderment, and your mind raced to find the logic behind his current tranquility. If he was fond of you, it couldn’t be for any rational reason. You’d cleaned his chamber one or twice a week, mostly when he was unconscious, and you’d fed him every other–

Oh, god. That was it.

You’d fed him.

You’d taken care of a dragon.

Your dread returned suddenly, and you didn’t think before pushing forward with your efforts to writhe your way from underneath him. Bakugo didn’t seem to care for that, pulling back abruptly before snapping forwards, jaw unhinging and rows upon rows of razor-sharp teeth making a drive towards your neck, but by the time you’d shut your eyes and flinched back, you realized the blow would never come. Instead, pointed talons scraped delicately over your scalp, something close to a hand rooting itself in your hair and jerking you upwards, forcing your eyes to open.

You almost choked when you saw the human above you, scales still lining his jaw and gathering somewhere below his chest, every part of him normal save for the fangs poking out from behind his lips and his height, Bakugo managing to tower over you despite hovering less than a hair’s width above your form. Both of you were still, for a moment, quiet and stunned, but you broke the silence, your voice emerging in an airy, absentee mutter. “A shape-shifter,” You mumbled, curling into yourself. “I didn’t think they existed.”

His response came in the form of a grunt, uninviting and nearly inaudible, but he didn’t have to say anything. You knew everything you needed to from his scowl, from the feeling of his eyes prying into your skin as he analyzed and appraised, only pausing to click his tongue and shake his head, as if he was trying to dismiss a bad thought without fully releasing it. When he rose, he did it wordlessly, pushing himself to his feet and taking you by the wrist, his nails cutting harshly into your flesh. He was graceless, as he dragged you forward, letting deny the impulse to run, flee, beg him not to kill you. Not seeming to care for your stupor, Bakugo started towards the castle’s gates, pulling you with him when your legs failed to move. 

Your voice was still weak, but you forced yourself to use it regardless. If only to earn some kind of explanation from the creature in front of you. “I… I’m not going anywhere blindly with you, Bakugo. Tell me where we’re going, or I’m not taking a step.”

“Katsuki,” He corrected, harshly, spitting the name coldly. “Where else? We’re going home.”

You were tempted not to follow. You could scream and struggle and pull yourself from his grasp, and linger to see what was left of your kingdom when the sun came up. But, a wayward glance to your home, your real home, only affirmed that your reward would come in the form of ash and cinder. If not swords and a guillotine, if anyone had seen you survive your encounter unharmed.

So, you cast your gaze downward and grit your teeth, following closely in Bakugo’s tracks.

“Spin the bottle! Let’s play Spin the Bottle!” Ashido squeaked excitedly, flinging her arms high to grab everyone’s attention. While some groaned at the thought, others cheered at the chance to pass some time while Class 1-A, like the rest of U.A. High, found themselves in lockdown.

A villain threat had been called into the school earlier that day. With the teacher-pro-heroes patrolling the grounds, Principal Nezu had ordered the students to stay inside their dormitories for the time being. Understandably, the students from the Heroes Department were itching to help out but Nezu had insisted they stay put.

And that’s how you found yourself playing Spin the Bottle. Ashido was persistent. No one got the chance to protest.

“Alright, ____.” She said once the sofas and chairs had been moved so that Class 1-A in its entirety could sit in a large circle. She put an empty coke bottle in the centre and then grinned at you. “You’re up first!”

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MASTERLIST: Ashido Mina Asui Tsuyu Bakugou Katsuki Iida Tenya Jirou Kyouka Kirishima Eijirou Koda Koji Ojiro Mashirao Sero Hanta Shouji Mezou Todoroki Shouto Tokoyami Fumikage Uraraka Ochako

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Welcome to the masterlist for my mini Spin the Bottle series. No one likes being in lockdown, but hopefully these heroes-in-training can make your day a little brighter. Keep safe, wash your hands and I hope you enjoy the reads!

hey anon i edited it

you still tagged skz though and he's not a member of skz and posts about him shouldn't be tagged as skz

PFPFPJGTJ;JSNDS sorreeeeeeee

edit: I put it back because i just realized i am not spineless and also it should be fine since i talk about when he was a member of skz and about other members too. Also I will not put woojin trigger warning because it’s all alleged and he’s still a person and his name is not a trigger warning

fruition // katsuki bakugou

↷ SYNOPSIS: In which you’re a wingman for your best friend, but somehow, you’re falling in love with Katuski Bakugou.

CHARACTER PAIRING: Katsuki Bakugou x reader

WORD COUNT: 8,446

WARNINGS: N/A

The Lonely Hearts Club has three members. The Lonely Hearts Club is also known as the Christmas Tree Club because you all are pining (Kaminari and Kirishima are huge fans of puns). Outside of Kaminari’s room, you call it the Christmas Tree Club (“We’re going to seem like a bunch of losers if we call it the ‘Lonely Hearts Club’ outside,” Kaminari bemoaned”). You’ve annoyed your classmates successfully by singing Christmas Tree songs at inopportune times, but that’s about it.

So far, it is also an unofficial club because you don’t want to explain to Aizawa why this club exists in the first place. It is awfully embarrassing to tell a teacher the reason why your club is called the Christmas Tree Club when it has nothing to do with Christmas trees and more of your raging idiocy and hormones. The three of you are just hopelessly single and alone and need support. Most likely, there’s nothing you can do about it since you’re all heroes-in-training, but all of you would like to hope that there’s something beyond being chained to a job. 

“What are our problems?” Kaminari complains one day, throwing his hands up in the air. His face is colored in anguish, and you can’t blame him. “Why can’t we stop being single?”

“Because of you,” you and Kirishima chime in sync. 

Kaminari glares at the two of you, raising his eyebrows. “Excuse me, I’m the only one out of us who has dated someone.”

“You’re excused,” you quip back, high-fiving Kirishima when he laughs with you. “My excuse is that I haven’t found the right person.”

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