bnha chubby!reader love. soft thighs save lives.
tw: mentions of internalized fatphobia, body image insecurities, food picking
ft. bakugou, shinsou, todoroki, monoma, inasa, shishikura, shindou
Bakugou doesn’t consider himself the most touchy-feely person, but he also doesn’t think he’s being demanding. Which is why when you keep skirting away from his touch, he grows irritated, especially when every other aspect of your relationship seems to be going fine.
He doesn’t beat around the bush either, so the third time you brush off his hand around your shoulder, he asks, a bit gruffly, “You got a problem with me all of a sudden?”
“What?”
He’s not hurt, damnit, or even if he is, he would never admit it. But he feels the sting of rejection all too easily, and his words come out harsher than he intends them to.
“Don’t want me to touch you anymore?”
“It’s… it’s not you, it’s just—”
He waits for you to finish, his furrowed brow betraying his turbulence. The last thing he wants to hear is that it’s somehow his fault, that you’re sick of putting up with his attitude—thoughts that have grown in strength the more you shun his advances. There’s dampness forming between his fingers as he clenches his fists tight.
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⤷ 1.2k follower event masterlist ⤷ most recent: abundance (chapter sixteen) — 08.05.2021 ⤷ ✓ = finished
⤷ Abundance genre: hybrid au, enemies to lovers/strangers to lovers pairing: ot7 x female reader summary: You never expected that you would end up adopting a hybrid, and if someone had told you that you would end up with seven? Well, you would have thought they were crazy. But here you are, with three different packs of hybrids that don’t get along – but all want to stay with you. Yeah, it turns out crazy is an understatement.
Part: 01 - 02 - 03 - 04 - 05 - 06 - 07 - 08 - 09 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16 -> extra: Christmas special
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⤷ Desolate ✓ genre: hybrid au, strangers to lovers pairing: yoongi x female reader summary: You just wanted a cute little normal cat to keep you company. So you’re not really sure how you ended up with the grumpiest hybrid on earth that seems hellbent on making your life difficult.
Part: 01 - 02 - 03 - 04 - 05 - 06 - 07 - 08 - 09 - 10 (M) - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 (M)
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⤷ Out Of The Woods ✓ genre: hybrid au, strangers to lovers pairing: namjoon x female reader summary: Promising Jihyo that you were going to stay away from your writing for one weekend had been easy in theory, but much harder to actually do once you reached the little cabin the woods. To make matters worse, the only thing that rivals your inability to keep promises is your terrible luck – and after a particularly bad choice leads you to get lost in the mountains, you suppose that it’s only karma that you end up face to face with a wolf that looks ready to rip your throat out.
Part: 01 - 02 - 03 (M)
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⤷ The Crimson Shell ✓ genre: mermaid au, yandere pairing: jungkook x female reader summary: You had always found comfort in being at the beach, often spending hours just watching the waves lap against the shore. But unbeknowst to you – something had been watching you back.
Part: 01 - 02 - 03 - 04 (M) extra: for the love of me (bun!koo / mer!koo)
A trope that gets to me: 'guard dog' character and their partner who are both fully aware of it and honestly don't care/kind of like it. Someone says "call your guard dog off" and their partner does call them off. That person, their 'guard dog', is someone who is unreservedly, irrefutably loyal to them. Someone undoubtedly dangerous who is willing to kill, to maim, to obey, simply because of their love for one another. There's no manipulation involved— it is loyalty, brutal, dogged loyalty. And it goes both ways.
This is a BNHA oc for a fanfic I’m writing 🙃🙃
His name is Takeo Aikawa, a 6’2 tall man who was sealed over 1000 years ago and woke up bc of the Fight at USJ with the villains against class 1-A
He loves hugs 🥰
hello hello! it’s closing near Valentine’s Day, and we from the BNHA Simp Server come bearing gifts!!
this collab is centered around New York Fashion Week! who you decide to meet at the high-fashion event is up to you 🥰
note: works marked with an asterisk (*) are nsfw
Bakugou Katsuki: @hitosushi
Kirishima Eijiro: @lucyheartfilias-wife
Midoriya Izuku: @somberess
Ojiro Mashirao: @mountladysdaughter
Shinsou Hitoshi: @shinsousliya
Shoji Mezo: @combat-wombatus
Hawks (Takami Keigo): @katsuhera
Todoroki Shouto: @todorkihoe
we hope you guys enjoy! wishing everyone a very happy valentine’s day <3
(pls do not reblog until we put the links in!!)
I LOVE DRAGONS AND I LOVE YOONGI
This is amazing!! Very well written, 12/10 😌😌
Summary: When Dragon Yoongi finds baby Jungkook in the wreckage of a house he burned down, he can’t bring himself to kill the child. Months after someone drops a baby at your door, you start to notice something- or someone, lurking at the edge of your farm. Why does the man you catch glimpses of have horns?
Tags: sort of medieval times, mentions of death/murder (both humans and dragons, other mentions of magical creatures, baby Jungkook domesticity, fluff, brief sickfic.
W/c: 6.8K
A/n: so here you go, baby dragon hoseok is not in this part- but he is in the next one. I love dragons! and I love yoongi! so yeah! partially inspired by comic i saw with dragon yoongi and knight hoseok so if anyone finds it please let me know!
- Though Yoongi is a Solitary dragon, he still has a fair amount of interaction with the dragon community, so when small settlements go missing, or there is an isolated attack on a nests and others of his kind are in need someone with finesse for fire breathing- Yoongi comes and helps.
- The Human vs. Dragon war is as old as time. And Yoongi is no stranger to the violence- his own family was killed hundreds of years ago by a human raid- though the war has changed since then, dragons have been pushed to the edges of the world or been made to hide in some places. There are even standing truces between some kingdoms and any dragons that might be passing through.
- He has enough interaction and care for his own kind that he cares when he finds a nest ransacked. Cursing humanity and acting instinctually, he begins to hunt the humans that have done this.
- Yoongi had tracked the scent of death to a small mountainside community- he’d flown over the old cabins and seen the fresh fletchling dragon skins hanging out to cure and started killing indiscriminately. The light of dawn was cresting over the mountains when Yoongi starts to spit his hot blue fire into the buildings.
- Yoongi walks through the wreckage of the houses he’s just burned. The rage inside of him winking out as the last life did. His long cloak rustling in the ashes as he shifts to his human form once his temper cools checking for signs of life and finding none.
- And then a high-pitched keen, crying, underneath the wreckage of a house as the rain starts up. The baby is small but healthy as Yoongi pulls him out from underneath the wreckage, with little more than a scratch on his cheek that looks a little deep and little tears beading at the edge of large brown eyes. Yoongi doesn’t know much about human children, but if he had to guess, he’s probably older than 6 months but younger than a year. Still immobile and unable to care for himself.
- There is a name embroidered on the edge of the torn red blanket that swaths the baby, half soaked with mud. ‘Jungkook’ it reads, fine bronze thread against the dull red. A first name or a last name- Yoongi doesn’t know.
- The weight of the babe calms in his arms, it starts to rain, and Yoongi finds himself curled over the tope of him and shielding his face from it. He can’t find it in himself to kill the child and save him the misery of starving to death. Despite the fact that this small family of warriors had killed countless of Yoongi’s kind and all for the more malleable young dragon skins- different than the rough hide of older dragons that could not be made into fireproof clothing- this child has done nothing, taken part in no such acts of violence.
- But the baby- Jungkook - is an unintended consequence of Yoongi’s rage, and likely- his relatives, and simultaneously Yoongi does not want him to secum to startvation like he would if yoongi left him to die and yet cannot take care of him. Yoongi is a dragon- and cannot take care of a human child.
- It almost feels like something deep within him whispers to his fire filled heart, maybe not words, but definitely, something that tells him not to leave the child to die.
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│ this masterlist will contain links and detailed information about all the fics in the series │ it will be updated periodically and accordingly │ a teaser will be released before every story, announcing the release date and other relevant information
Welcome to Kiss land, where all kisses lead where you want them to.
→ pairings: ot7 x reader (separately for each story)
→ genre: smut, fluff, angst, pwp
→ warnings will be added for each part as it’s posted
→ est. total word count: 50k+
↳ coming summer 2019, after Muster, release dates will be announced as I finish writing
✝ Proceed with caution ✝
↳ greengreengreen
⇻ pairing: taehyung x reader ⇻ genre: smut, non!idol au ⇻ some warnings: big dick!Tae, first time together, vague drugs description, weed and vaping (yes, it’s inspired by the vape disaster at the end of 2k18), etc ⇻ synopsis: taehyung’s crush has grown exponentially ever since he met you and when opportunity finally arises for something, anything to happen, he takes it without any second thoughts, his mind clouded with need; oh, if only yoongi had stayed at the party longer.
↳ song: Chase Atlantic - greengreengreen
⇻ teaser ⇻ read here (released August 28th 2019)
↳ young god
⇻ pairing: jungkook x reader ⇻ genre: smut, non!idol au, brother’s best friend au ⇻ warnings: dom/sub themes, too much dirty talk, degradation, choking, hair pulling, spanking, oral sex (m receiving), etc ⇻ synopsis: for you, he had always been your brother’s little best friend, adorable little Ggukie, the one kid with big sparkly eyes full of wonder and the prettiest smile. and then he wasn’t all that small and adorable anymore, and he was determined to teach you how you needed to treat him from then on, even when you were supposed to be off limits.
↳ song: Halsey - Young God
⇻ teaser ⇻ read here (released February 1st 2020)
↳ tell your friends
⇻ pairing: namjoon x reader ⇻ genre: smut, tutor!Namjoon ⇻ warnings: (too) big dick!Namjoon, tutor x student relationship, degradation, v rough sex, table sex, laptop death, unprotected sex, dirty talk, fingering (f), praise kink, size kink, etc ⇻ synopsis: skipping a tutoring session ahead of an important exam just to get dick is probably the worst decision you could have made on a Friday night, especially when your tutor is more than willing to help with both of your issues.
↳ song: The Weeknd - Tell your friends
⇻ coming soon
↳ why stop now?
⇻ pairing: taehyung x reader x yoongi; yoongi x reader, taehyung x reader, taegi; ⇻ genre: smut, non!idol au ⇻ warnings: threesome, oral sex (m&f receiving, m&f giving), dirty talk, use and mentions of drugs and alcohol, etc ⇻ synopsis: your just established relationship seems to be crumbling down for taehyung when the man he assumes to be your boyfriend interrupts his confession, but things turn for the unexpected when yoongi has a surprise for the both of you.
↳ song: Chase Atlantic - Why stop now
↳ catch me prayin’
⇻ pairing: hoseok x reader ⇻ genre: cop!Hoseok, smut, non!idol au ⇻ warnings: a v intense blowjob, dom/sub themes, degradation, dirty talk, choking, hair pulling, spanking, oral sex (f receiving), public sex, exhibitionism, mentions of prostitution, use of safeword, etc ⇻ synopsis: seeing hoseok come to the club right after getting off duty was a common sight, but what was less common was the beautiful female on his arm and his apparent interest in her. of course, that never stopped you from getting what you want, you why would it now?
↳ song: Chase Atlantic - Devilish
↳ fallingforyou
⇻ pairing: seokjin x reader ⇻ genre: smut, non!idol au, best friend au ⇻ warnings: drunk sex, fluffy emotional smut, angst ⇻ synopsis: getting over relationships sometimes leads us to poor decisions, which is what you always did after a break up. Luckily, seokjin was always there for you, heart, soul and body, ready to give you everything you needed in order to feel better.
↳ song: The 1975 - fallingforyou
↳ half past five
⇻ pairing: jimin x reader ⇻ genre: smut, non!idol au, ex boyfriend jimin ⇻ warnings: soft smut, cheating, slight manipulation, etc (many more) ⇻ synopsis: he knows he should say no, he knows he shouldn’t come, he knows it’s wrong, but every time you call, he drops everything and everyone. and he knows you’re not good for him but he can’t stay away.
↳ song: The Weeknd - The Hills
↳ but i love it
⇻ pairing: yoongi x reader ⇻ genre: smut, producer!yoongi ⇻ warnings: cockwarming, teasing, public sex, exhibitionism ⇻ synopsis: being bored and forcing a visit upon yoongi who’s spending the night at the studio seemed like a good idea when you left your house in the middle of the night, but you only get needier once you get there and he denies you of what you’d been asking for. which only means you have to take it.
↳ song: The Weeknd - Stargirl Intermission ft. Lana del Rey
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BAKUGOS FACE- kabpsveupves AND DENKI YOURE NOW THE HOE 😂😂 POOR MANS
when the umbrella has a max capacity of 2 and you’re number 3
i want a geto in my life
adj.: 1. Modern, unfamiliar, or different
2. Not based on or conforming to what is generally done or believed
pairing: reader x ot7
genre: college au; angst, fluff, smut, poly, ot7
Summary: You begin your first year at a prestigious university, set out on achieving your academic goals when a series of men step into your life that change the way you view the definition of love.
A/N: Thank you to the glorious minjoonalist for this banner! Everyone give her some love <3
Warnings: none in this chapter
Word count: 2k
It’s your first day.
First day entering the world of higher education, on the path to betterment (or whatever the dean said in his boring introductory presentation). To tell the truth, you were pretty zoned out as various speakers talked to the thousands of students that would now become your peers. Those hard ass plastic seats were NOT conducive for attentive listening.
Regardless, you pushed through, and here you are, Monday morning, at 8:45 sharp, sitting in yet another hard ass plastic seat. This time however, you had a small wooden desk in front of you, in line with about a couple dozen others. This was your first class --- Calculus.
You were always good at math compared to the average student, however, being placed with the super smart kids all the time made you self conscience and at worst, made you feel stupid. You were too good at math for the standard curriculum, but felt too dumb for the advanced one. It’s no surprise that math quickly became your least favorite subject.
That hadn’t changed. You were dreading this class, even though you took calculus already in high school --- theoretically, it shouldn’t be that difficult. You knew however, that you had absolutely no willpower when it came to studying math. And considering the fact that you are now attending a prestigious university, one known for their STEM programs, you felt adequately nervous.
You glanced around the classroom, baron except for the desks and the large whiteboard covering the expanse of the front wall. A few other students showed up early as well, mostly looking either as nervous as you felt, or tired like they had just enjoyed their first weekend at college perhaps a little too much.
You yourself hadn’t gone too crazy, going to a single party on Saturday where you only had one drink --- lame even by your own standards. However, you were just getting to know your roommates, and felt it best to remain sober enough to keep an eye out on them or manage any situation this new environment would throw you.
You weren’t close with any of your peers from your high school that also attended your university, and it seemed your roommates were in the same boat. So, naturally, you all decided to go out together as new friends. They all seemed to be nice, and you got along well with everyone so far. You hoped that wouldn’t change.
You sigh gently to yourself while reflecting upon your less than thrilling weekend. You hope that one day you’d let yourself experience the wild college parties that you've heard about. You want to know what it felt like to get properly drunk and dance with a cute stranger without any worries in the back of your head.
Speaking of cute strangers, you take a glance around the classroom, steadily filling up with students. You might as well see if there were any hotties in the class that you knew you’d rather daydream about than pay attention to exponent integrations.
You spotted a boy sitting a ways away from you that caught your attention. His legs were stretched out in front of his desk, in a way that screamed “I don’t care if you trip over me, in fact, I dare you.”
His attention was glued to his phone, as he appeared to be taking snapchats --- probably for some obnoxiously beautiful girls, you thought to yourself, eyes rolling slightly. You had to admit though, he was quite attractive. He had dark brown hair, covering his forehead and slightly swept to the side. His eyes were a dark brown to match, and were quite cute. He had a nice nose and clear skin. His most striking feature was his lips however. He had lips that were larger than the average guy and they looked very kissable. And his frame was decently large, his shoulders wide and masculine, juxtaposing his cute eyes and lips.
You blushed at your own thoughts about the stranger across the room, knowing you were getting entirely carried away in your state of boredom. You still had five minutes until class was supposed to begin. You put away your own phone, which you were holding in your hands as some sort of social protection, in your backpack. You then pulled out your fresh new binder with graph paper, lined paper, tabs, dividers, the whole nine yards. You may not enjoy math, but organization always brought you some level of mental tranquility.
You pull out a pen just as you glance up to see a boy standing in front of you, with the brightest, thousand watt smile on his face. His backpack was slung over one shoulder, his hand in his jeans pocket. He had on a loose tee-shirt that somehow flattered his slim frame. You could tell that he wasn’t a meek first year still finding his bearings. He must be at least a second year. You feel your face heat up as you make eye contact, seeing that he’s looking directly at you.
“Hi there! Is this seat taken?” His eyes widen almost comically as he points to the seat directly in front of you.
“Ah no, no it’s empty.” You cringe internally as you notice your less than relaxed delivery.
He gives you another dazzling smile as he plops in the seat in front of you, pulling out his own simple notebook and pencil.
You rub your forehead trying to get yourself to calm down. You need to not turn red every time a cute boy talks to you, let alone look in your direction. This is so not like you.
You manage to calm yourself down, ready to begin your first class so your attention is off the boy sitting in front of you.
Your professor must have walked in as you were mentally reprimanding yourself, because you hear an authoritative man's voice come from the front of the room when 9 o’clock hits. You immediately began trying to pay attention, writing down all of the information he put on the board even though it’s stuff already in the syllabus. The truth was that you simply needed to throw yourself into a task to keep your mind from straying back onto the boy in front of you.
About seven minutes later, the door to the classroom swings open and another boy walks through, giving the prof a quick salute and grin in apology. You, as well as the rest of the class, had naturally turned your eyes towards the distraction. As soon as it was found to just be a straggler, everyone’s attention quickly shifted back to the professor in front. Your curiosity was piqued by his confident, goofy nature, however.
You couldn’t help but keep your eyes on him a moment longer. He had shaggy dark hair, tanned skin, and a smile that was strikingly unique as it was a little bit of a square shape. He was devastatingly handsome, and you had a feeling he knew it too. Your hypothesis was instantly supported as he made eye contact with you, noticing you looking at him longer than your peers. He flashes a smirk your way that you’re pretty sure could knock anyone’s panties off.
You mentally start screaming and feel yourself turning the color of a freaking fire truck. You quickly jerk your head back down to your notes and refuse to look back up to meet his eyes.
It appears he wasn’t going to give you a break though. You felt the air woosh past you as he walks down your aisle and stops immediately behind you, taking the empty seat.
Great.
Now, you were sandwiched between two guys that you're pretty sure were the most attractive you’d seen in a long while. Not to mention the guy several rows over that you were ogling before they even arrived. You quickly realized that there wasn’t a chance in hell your full attention was going to be on the lecture during this class.
Your entire body sagged with relief when your fifty minute class was up and the professor released everyone. Noticing, the boy behind you leaned forward and huskily whispered, “You’re not a morning person either, huh?”
You froze for half a second at the sound of his voice. It was deep and silky, and my god was it sexy. And he was talking to you.
“You could say that.” You were shocked at his attention but somehow managed to pull out a response that didn’t make you look like an idiot. You didn’t bother turning around to look at him as you answered, deciding not to let him see how pink your cheeks were as you returned your items to your bag.
He let out a little chuckle and stood up.
“I’m Taehyung. And you, my little night owl, are?” He drew out the are waiting for your response.
You too stood up, putting your backpack on.
“I, Taehyung, am off to my next class.” You were annoyed that he seemed to take notice of your attention on him in the beginning of the class and thought that you were a fun little target to flirt with. You knew he wasn’t interested, but merely found it fun to take advantage of his good looks. This allowed you to get over your schoolgirl crush behavior and return to your normal self, which you knew had more of a bite than necessary at times. You had developed a tough edge at a young age and you think that it has protected you a lot already in your short life.
He raised an eyebrow at the sudden appearance of sass and gave you another grin. You simply rolled your eyes and turned on your heel to march yourself out of the classroom, joining the other students that were filtering out. By the time you had turned around, the cute guy with the smile that made your heart melt had already left. You were slightly disappointed to your own chagrin. Why on Earth are you paying attention to boys when you knew you had other priorities? It’s not like anything would come of it anyway.
Throughout high school, you steered away from boys in a romantic sense and they more than happily did the same. You knew you were intimidating, as you had a sharp mouth and quick wit. No one messed with you and you liked it that way. You had kept to yourself, and kept your grades high. You just didn’t have any interest in the boys you’ve known since you were a kid.
As you walked to your next class, you silently cursed yourself for not being cool and collected the entire period. Where was that icy exterior that you had curated for years? How did a simple smile from the boy in front of you turn you into a puddle? How did that annoyingly hot guy behind you manage to blindside you at first?
You nearly stopped in your tracks and groaned when you realized that you had that class every. single. day. It was five credits, so that meant Monday through Friday, you’d be there 9 in the morning, attempting to not think about the cute boys around you.
You were giddy deep, deep down that such cute guys were in your class but the more level headed side of you knew it was in vain. It’s not like they’d go for you or anything. And besides, they would only distract you from the class that you already knew was going to be a struggle.
You pinched your eyes shut when you slid into your seat in your next class.
You had a feeling it was going to be a long semester.
Hi.
So I rewrote my script. It’s a little less cringe but it’s still somewhat embarrassing sharing this, it feels so personal but I mean This is kinda like... “our journey”.
E U G H-
Cringeeeeeee
I want other people to use my script for inspiration or example if they need help scripting.
If someone wants to give me some constructive criticism please do!
I also added more images for visualization and inspiration and scripted what my Hero costume would look like.
I feel like I’m sooooo close to shifting so hopefully this new script helps me.
Ps I feel the need to clarify, I am not going to my dr to have sex. That shit makes me u n c o m f y
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