Fools - Bnha Smau

Taking a break,, will continue tomorrow morning

What about for bnha (any character) a darling that's actually happy to be getting this overwhelming affection and 'protection' like their touchstarved or something?

I decided to go with Bakugo for this if only because he’s the only one I can think of that wouldn’t take full advantage of a willing Darling. It’s nice to give him something to work with every once in a while, too, when I’m not seeing how often I can get away with making him cry.

Title: Protector.

TW: Unhealthy Relationships, Stockholm Syndrome, and Implied Kidnapping. 

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You’d never been much of a provider.

It was a preference, more than anything else. It wasn’t that you were inactive or unmotivated, you just liked to be… stable, for lack of a better term. Stability came with routine, with predictability, even if Katsuki didn’t seem like the type to shower you in either. There were too many factors, in a normal lifestyle. You couldn’t control how much rent would go up or how nice the people you spoke to would be, nor were you eager to try and do so on your own. You’d never had that kind of drive. Not like Katsuki did.

You weren’t made to survive on your own.

Your boyfriend was just the one to make that fact clear.

He was so much bigger than you. Usually, it was the cute, domestic height difference the media had fawned over back when you were still a new, shocking celebrity couple, but you could never seem to forget that you were the lesser half of a whole when he insisted on being this… close. It wasn’t really his fault. His eyes were still closed, a thin sheet draped lazily somewhere below his waist, but his body seemed to eclipse your own, an arm snaking around your midriff and keeping you pinned against his form as easily as a toddler would cling to a favored stuffed animal. Pale beams of sunlight shined through parted blinds, warming your skin wherever they made contact. You shifted towards the sensation, Katsuki’s bed wide enough to allow the slight change, but you stopped the moment you heard the mass behind you groan, pulling you closer in an effort to minimize the nonexistent space between you.

“One more hour,” He mumbled, his voice weighed down by sleep and exhaustion and all the things you were sure a strong, hard-working Hero was afflicted by. “It’s too early for… whatever you’re doing.”

You were silent, for a beat, not afraid to speak, but still hesitant to. Instead, you rolled over, resting your head in the space between his collarbone and his chin, more intent on making Katsuki think you were comfortable than anything else. It was nice to sleep next to someone, even if you had to remind yourself of that, occasionally. Nicer than that empty, freezing room you used to be stuck in, anyway. “You don’t have to work today,” You said, the statement as much of a declaration as a rebuttal. “We should do something, it feels like you haven’t been home in weeks.”

Another groan, this one labored and throaty, signaling Katsuki’s exaggerated discontent. With a single, muscular arm, you were pulled from your place at his side and deposited unceremoniously on his chest, left to straddle his stomach and glower as he settled onto his back, the man smirking as he scanned over your disheveled form. It was a lazy sort of affection, only made more potent as he cupped your cheek, pulling you into a kiss that was barely a kiss, his lips only just touching yours before you both devolved into tired laughter.

Katsuki was the first to speak, only a touch more awake than he had been a second or two ago. It was the most you could ask for, though. “Exactly. It’s my day off, so I get to say what we’re doing.” He paused, watching intently as you sat up. You almost thought about moving, but something about the hands currently resting on your hips gave you the feeling you wouldn’t get very far. “And I say we’re doing absolutely fucking nothing. I don’t want to hear, see, or deal with anyone outside these four walls, not until Deku calls me to cry about whatever he stubbed his toe on today.”

You pursed your lips, glad he wasn’t capable of giving you his full attention. Any expression so mildly opinionated would never escape his notice, anytime else. “I was really hoping we could go out--”

“You want to go outside?”

You realized your mistake as soon as the words left his lips. “No, that’s not what I--” You cut yourself off, taking a deep breath and straightening your back, attempting to seem professional, composed. As if asking for his permission was a courtesy, rather than an obligation. “I want to spend time with you, ‘suki, and I want to do it out there. I’m not trying to trick you or find a way out or--”

“Or run away?” With one hand, his nails dug into your skin, rooting you in place as he pushed himself up with the other, coming to tower over you with little more than a change of position. He glanced towards his sides, looking for a way to restrain you, but rope and cuffs and chains weren’t necessary. Not when his glare was enough to pin you down. “Because least time I trusted you, that’s what you did. You attacked me, then you ran.” You could hear him choke on the phrase, his voice hitching and emerging as a growl in an effort to compensate. “And now, you’re trying to do it again. I don’t know why I thought you’d gotten better.”

“I’m not.” It was a weak defense, but you didn’t have a better option. There was rarely a good way to defend yourself against someone as insistent as Katsuki. “I’m not like that, anymore. I’m not going to leave--”

At that, he scoffed, rolling his eyes in a way that told you he was past the point of listening. “Remember what happened when you tried to take care of yourself? Remember how long it took you to recover, and how desperate you were when you finally dragged yourself back home? How long did you last? A week, two of ‘em, at most. We’re just lucky you made it out of that alive.”

You hadn’t realized you were still holding onto him, not until you found yourself moving to clutch at your own shirt, kneading at the fabric like that would ease your nerves. “It was a mistake.”

“Got that right,” He agreed, the scowl pressed into his lips never wavering. “There’s nothing you can do out there. No one’s gonna step up and protect you, not like I do. You’re helpless without me. There’s no point in tryin’ to deny it, not after we both saw what’ll happen to you.”

He might’ve had more to say. He might’ve gone on until you were silent and shaking and he was still ranting about criminals and villains and all the things he seemed so convinced would end your life the moment you took a step without his help. You’d been gone for a month, you’d escaped for a month, but that didn’t make your eventual submission any less painful to recall, and it certainly didn’t stop the tears from gathering in the corners of your eyes, or muffle the scratchy, uneven sob that was clawing its way up your throat, demanding your acknowledgment before it surrendered.

Katsuki went quiet as you began to cry, but he was far from finished. Rather, his approach morphed into one of faux-sympathy and inescapable affection, his arms wrapping around your torso and dragging you towards him, smothering you in a strategy so uncharacteristic, you had to melt into it. Resisting wasn’t an option, when Katsuki chose to be patient. “It’s alright,” He muttered, his tone suddenly so soft, so tender. If anything, it only made you cry harder. “That’s why I’m here, yeah? I need to keep you safe, even when you’re too much of a dumbass to appreciate me. I have to keep you grounded.”

This time, you didn’t respond. You couldn’t. You were too busy burying your face in the crook of his neck and clinging to him and letting him cling to you, not daring to wonder why you’d been opposed to it, earlier.

He was right. Katsuki took care of you, protected you, and you couldn’t afford to consider the alternative. You didn’t want to consider the alternative.

It was easier to let him hold you than it was to think about why you shouldn’t want him to.

Whoopsie my hand slipped and I wrote one

Wouldn't mind being spiroasted by tanaka and Noya.....

fat fucking mood

Hiiii! Number45 with bakugou please. Love your writing, take care hon❤

Thank you love! 💖 also don’t mind this writing because i’m a thirsty hoe today

(45) “Open up.”

NSFW below the line.

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The sweat was accumulating on both your bodies as he furiously pounded into you. The top of his cock hit you in a certain angle that made you mewl in pleasure, and you were unable to focus on anything else besides the way his length went in and out. In and out. You were so wet that he was able to slide into you with ease, and the sound of his balls slapping against your skin as he held your legs up like you were just some fuckhole just made you even more hornier.

“You like that, baby?” Bakugou grunted, a shit eating grin on his face as he watched your eyes roll to the back of your head. You were close, and he knew that very well from the way your pussy was clamping down tighter around him.

“Yes!” You screamed out, and it made him fuck you even harder and faster if that were even possible. “Don’t stop-!”

“Fuck, princess-” he cursed as he shut his eyes, gripping your thighs so tight that they were sure to leave bruises the next day. “You’re squeezing so hard around my cock.” With his a toothy smirk, he licked his lips, watching the way your tits bounced up and down from his fucking. It was delightful to him, and it drove him to increase his pace, wanting to see you completely unravel and cum all over his big cock. “Take it all,” he said huskily. “Take all of it like the good girl that you are.”

Before you knew it, you felt the pressure starting to build up again from his controlled but powerful thrusting. He easily knew where to hit and how to make you cum quickly, and the intensity just built up more and more for you. You then let out a small gasp, your walls tightening even more around his cock, and that was when you felt your orgasm coming.

“Go ahead, cum,” he growled, watching as your breath hitched and your eyes snapped shut. The wave of your orgasm made your body shudder, your hands grasped the sheets around you so tightly that your knuckles turned a different shade. He let you ride it out with his cock, pushing and pulling against the slippery mess of your cunt. After you had settled down from the orgasm, he barked out another order. “Get up.”

You followed his command as his cock slipped out of your aching pussy. Sitting up and panting, still trying to recover from what had just happened, you wondered what he was going to do.

“C’mere, babe,” he let out, pumping his own cock in his hands and standing from the side of the bed. You obeyed obediently, crawling over to him in your naked form, getting an idea of what he wanted you to do. Holding out his length in your direction, he uttered only two words. “Open up.”

You did it without any question, and his long and thick cock was instantly stuffed inside your mouth. You let out a low moan as he fucked your face steadily, your tongue massaging his being length while you hollowed out your cheeks for him. Bakugou groaned, watching the way his cock disappeared from in and out of your mouth. It seemed that he was getting close himself from the way his hand gripped your hair even tighter and the way he quickened his pace.

After a few minutes of his own pleasure, he couldn’t help it anymore, and you were surprised when he suddenly yanked himself away from you. His hand instantly went to his cock again, furiously beating the piece of meat. His breaths grew ragged and he was letting out low grunts, and you knew what was coming. So you opened up your own mouth for him once more, wanting and waiting.

“Fuck-!” Bakugou then moaned out. With some final strokes, he ended up blowing his load all over your face. The caramel-scented cum shot into your mouth, your cheeks, and even a little bit on your eyelid. You looked pretty fucking hot to him, defiled by his hot and sticky cum. He couldn’t help but laugh as he watched you lick the cum from the side of your mouth, swallowing it like it was a good treat.

“You’re a good little cum slut, aren’t you?”

“Only for you.”

“Mm,” he grinned in satisfaction, loving the way you licked up the leftover cum from the tip of his cock like a kitten wanting more. He wanted to give you more,

And more,

And so much more.

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prompt masterlist

𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 | 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘀𝘂𝗸𝗮𝘄𝗮 𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗶 (𝗺.)

˒ 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀: 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗌𝗎𝗄𝖺𝗐𝖺 𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗂/𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ˒ 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾: 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 ˖ 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍 ˒ 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍: 𝟸𝟿𝟷𝟼 ˒ 𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗌: 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉, 𝗉𝗎𝗇𝗄!𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗂   ˒ 𝖼𝗐: 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗒, 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗌𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄, 𝖼𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗎𝗌, 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄, 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄, 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝖾, 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗆𝗌

+ 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾: 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗎𝗅𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍. 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗎 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗌 𝗂 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍!

˖˖ 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗒 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈.

⇦ 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙣𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣.

© 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗶𝘁𝗮 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟬. 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗱𝗶𝗳𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁.

The bass shook your very core as you swayed to the beat. The drink in your hand was almost empty as you tipped it back for another sip. You glanced to the side to where your boyfriend was chilling, leaning against the wall with a cigarette tucked between his lips. 

Issei Matsukawa had been your boyfriend since your first year of highschool; you’d been together for more than 5 years. He was attractive, a fact you’d known long before anyone else. It wasn’t that he was unattractive in high school, simply awkward and still growing into his own. He had been more lanky standing at 6’2”, fit from playing volleyball but worn down from the stress of school and graduating. 

Currently, he’s grown to 6’3” and filled out much more. Throughout the years, he’d acquired numerous tattoos that now formed full sleeves on both his arms with an incomplete back piece and a couple scattered on his pecs. He’d also gotten a nose and lip piercing to go along with the numerous adorning his ears. He’d developed his own style, typically opting for ripped, well-fitting jeans, dark t-shirts and leather jackets to go with biker boots he seemed to always be wearing no matter how much he complained of how they hurt when he wore them too much. 

You felt lucky to have been by his side through it all, watching him grow into a wonderful man and find himself until he became comfortable in his own skin. 

Unfortunately, the more confident he grew, the more others started to notice him; specifically other women.

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U-1146 x RBC!Reader

Summary: am I on cracc? U’ll never know. You were saved by a white blood cell when a germ targeted you and something happens

What kind of cell you are: Red Blood Cell

Warnings/Genre: fluff? Idk, this is a short thing I whipped up randomly cuz WBC is hawt

WC: 439

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“That one, over there” the streptococcus whispered to the other, pointing at you. You carried some oxygen that you had to deliver, taking a mostly unused route as a shortcut. You really wanted to finish early so you could have some glucose. You pushed the cart, ducking under some of the scaffolding as the place was being reconstructed. 

“Yeah, let’s go fer her and dust up the place so no one will see” they snickered mischievously at their plan

You got to your destination, ringing the doorbell. A cell appeared before you, stamp in hand as you gave it a pen for its signature, “here you go! Your oxygen for the day, please sign here”. The cell signed it, thanking you as he took the box inside. 

You walked back down the path as the site became dusty. You coughed and swatted some of it from your face. Two tall figures loomed over you as you called out, “hi? Are you one of the white blood cells patrolling?" You tried to get a look at who it was but you only caught the sight of a bright color. Before you could realize it wasn’t any cell you knew, it went to swipe at you. You shrieked but never felt any painful cuts.

“BACTERIA DETECTED!” You heard a voice yell. A white blood cell popped up out of nowhere

“DIE GERMS” he swung at them. One died instantly but the other was more of a struggle. He finally did get a good and fatal stab but it resulted in the germ getting pushed, hard. It stumbled as its dead body pushed down a supporting pillar of scaffolding. 

“GET BACK” he yelled and pushed you to a wall, shielding you from any fallen rubble. You finally opened your eyes to see your situation. You were trapped under this tall white blood cell who saved your life. His arms were on either side of your head as he panted. His eyes met yours and for once he was glad he was covered in blood, so you couldn’t see the prominent blush on his face. His thigh was between your legs as he assessed the situation. 

“We’re stuck” he said as calmly as he could

Your face turned a deeper scarlet and your eyes went wide, “W-What!?”

“I can’t move without risking more things to fall on us, but don’t worry, someone should be here... eventually” 

You looked deep into each others eyes as you smiled gently. His heart melted and he realized he didn’t actually mind being trapped here with you. “Well, guess we’re gonna be here for a while” you chuckled.

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! 

Jealous Bakugou

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. 

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5,000 Miles Away || MASTERLIST

—you moved to America when you were ten years old. every year you visit Japan for a short while and at the eighth year, you meet the son of your parents’ old college friends, Tsukishima Kei. 

pairing: third year!tsukishima kei x fem!reader

status: COMPLETE (8/4/2020-9/7/2020)

warnings: swearing, suggestive content

genre: fluff, lil bit of angst, strangers to lovers, long distance relationship

banner made by my sister @ashholebutth0le

taglist: CLOSED

A/N: this is my first smau so i hope it doesn’t suck that much akdksks

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y/n’s hoes • tsukishima’s bros

part 1 ; you make me shy

part 2 ; you’re so gorgeous

part 3 ; everything has changed

part 4 ; start of something new

part 5 ; not a good boy

part 6 ; superman & batman

part 7 ; without you

part 8 ; good girl

part 9 ; going in circles

part 10 ; wish you were here

part 11 ; trust issues?

part 12 ; time zones

part 13 ; easy and desperate

part 14 ; there’s always someday

part 15 ; end game (END)

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miscellaneous

tsukki’s playlist with the songs you guys sent me 🥺

5,000 miles away playlist

Out of Character

Izuku “Deku” Midoriya x Reader

NSFW

Contains: Sexual Content; Cock worship, oral sex, brief begging

Note: Media or the characters involved do not belong to me; I only own the story. Plagiarism will not be tolerated.

Taglist:  @amarantheeeee @humanitysfandomhoe @disasteren @friskykittytoy @mariana-ale @lady-bakuhoe @americanbeautea @fairyglitter-h @bunbunreads @monst @evelyn120700

“Use more…tongue.” Midoriya bites back the ‘please’ as he tries to stay true to the role you wanted him to play.

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Can you link (or reply w the author) of those fics from your reblog? Notice, Lead Me Out of the Dark, Be Still Just for Me, & In Bloom? Your fic Thin Walls is one I always go back to. It’s just *chef’s kiss*

yeah, sure! btw none of these are sfw.

Notice (by my wife, weese! @/lookslikeleese, @ itsleese on ao3)

multichap series! bakugou x reader. ongoing.

Lead Me Out of the Dark (@/KatsuIzuKiri)

multichap series! bakugou x reader. ongoing.

Be Still Just for Me (@/thetrashywritingwitch)

multichap series! bakugou x reader. ongoing.

In Bloom (@/tayegi)

has a few parts! jungkook (bts) x reader. finished oneshots.