Kaminari: *coughing*

IKR HE KEEPS SAYING LETS BE IN A RELATIONSHIP AND YES LET’S DO IT

UWAAAH, lich rally forgot to read after a nap but then remembered and finished it and now I am also crying T-T. The ending is so gr8. There should be an epilogue where they live together and are married and everyone is happily ever after. Also listened to this after

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thank you for saying it’s great 🥺 awww that’d be so cute aodkss and ok i’m gonna listen!!! 💗💗

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.

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.

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CreepShow Art 2020

Heyy can i get a jealous headcanon with aone, asahi, tendou, and iwazumi please. Thanks!!

☆✮ Who loves jealous boys? WE love jealous boys ☆✮

Thanks for the request! ☆✮ Side note: i freaking love Aone thank you for letting me write for my big soft boy

Aone: 

He see’s you tutoring another classmate who talks to you constantly, you laugh at his jokes and Aone realizes that he has never seen you talk so much before. A pang hits his chest

When Aone gets jealous, he follows you everywhere

sometimes its subtle, like waiting to make sure you get to class at the right time or if you have your snap maps on, checking to see where you are at

sometimes it’s not so subtle like you turn around and he’s hiding behind a tree sapling, or you turn your head and see just his eyes through the school window before quickly duking down

he’s insecure that you might find someone who’s more talkative than him so he makes an effort to try and speak more and gives you gifts

at first you don’t know why he is acting so different until one day you see Aone and Futakuchi poorly disguised as janitors moping the carpet as they both watch you tutor your classmate.

he is SUCH a flower boy! he’ll give them to you after practice and blush when you link your arm through his and tug him down for a quick kiss

“Aone-kun, you don’t have to keep getting me gifts, i’m not going anywhere. I love you for who you are”

You can literally see him sigh with relief and he crushes you to his chest. He doesn’t stop with the gifts, he loves seeing your face light up with happiness too much.

Iwaizumi: 

You’re close with your childhood friend and the two of you usually hang out platonically.

But when Iwaizumi is jealous he becomes rude to those that threaten to come in between you and him and he gets possessive  

“You’re coming over to my place after practice right?” he asks you at lunch

“Oh sorry! I told f/n I would go over to watch a movie!”

Something lights behind his eyes and he leans over to nick at your neck, “You’re gonna have to cancel that movie night. I have plans for the both of us”

alskdfhjsd

eventually you realize that you best friend is texting you less and less and not wanting to hang out. Little did you know that Iwaizumi had been following your friend and threatening that if they had ANY intentions of coming in between the two of you, he’ll get his team to make your friend’s life a living hell

Of course when you found this out you were PISSED

“you can’t control my life! I can be friends with who I want and I can love who i want.” You cup Iwaizumi’s face with the palm of your hand, “And I chose you. I will always choose you.”

he understands that what he did was wrong and promises to stop threatening your friend but he is still slightly possessive and hangs out with you every chance he can get

Asahi: 

When Asahi get’s jealous, he becomes very sad and needy :(

he doesn’t like to show a lot of PDA because one time someone called the cops on him saying that he was trying to kidnap a child 

so at school not a lot people know that you two are dating besides the volleyball team, so when he finds out that you had been getting confessions on the week of valentines, he faints

Asahi then starts to make the weirdest requests from you: “y/n, can you help me with the math questions?” “y/n, i’ve forgotten how to tie my hair back.” “y/n, tuck me in?”

but then when he comes down the stairs and sees you getting confessed by another guy, he can’t take it anymore

before you know it, he’s swung you over his shoulder and he’s bounding down the stairs until he comes to a quiet corner and kisses you hard. “I can’t stand watching other guys confess to you.” he whispers against your lips and you cup his face. “babe, they’ve never even come close to you. We can have a date night tonight, just me and you.”

suddenly the cops show up 

“Hi, we’ve been called for a possible kidnapping?”

Tendou:

he is a show offff and also gives you so much attention that you couldn’t possibly have time for anyone else

You’re the manager of the team and when he notices that you’ve been getting hit on by their opponents his guess’s are one pointtttttt! but his guess’s also carry over after the game?

“wow! Thanks Tendou, how did you know I needed a pencil?” 

“You got me my favorite mascara?! I just ran out too!” 

“I was craving meat buns! You’re the best!”

He loves when he can get you what you want without you asking for it and he gives all his effort into making sure he’s the only guy in your life and the only guy that can give you what you need *wink wink*

he always has his arm around you and giving you PDA during school

one day you two are walking home and stop in your tracks

“Tendou is that-”

“a billboard of me and you stating that we are dating? Yes, Yes it is. I had give Wakatoshi my shonen jump to get him to take that picture”

HAPPY BRTHDAY DEKU MY LITTLE ALLMIGHT BOY

LOVE HIM I COMMAND YOU

I was gonna make a fic but I'm kinda busy rn sorry

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

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taglist closed!

hiiii love, hope you're doing fine during quarantine. I really loooooooove your writing and I have an request with either todoroki or bakugou being a doctor and fucking readers brains out, either as a patient or nurse/doctor #iamadirtyasshoe k thx byeeeeeee °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

FUCK THIS IS THE ONLY THING I’vE BEEN THINKING ABOUT DAMN YOU!!!!

happy nurse appreciation day! (also super super innaccurate to what nurses do, I know that as a fact because this is a horny thought and not a fic... so im so so so sosoosososo sorry to my nurses, nursing students, or nursing potentials out there)

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dr. bakugou knew that hospitals would not run without the assistance of nurses. he knew that with a staff of just under one hundred doctors, it was the hundreds and probably thousands of nurses that were the reason why the hospital didn’t split down the middle. but he didn’t understand why you — the head nurse on the trauma floor — pissed him off so badly. he was a trauma surgeon, specializing with victims for burn, explosion, and other fire related injuries. he was damn amazing at what he did, and even at the age of thirty he was the best one in the entire world.

as such a man with his talents, he expect everyone in his department to be just as good as him. he didn’t like weak links. he wanted to prove that he was the best in every single way. the old head nurse in his department had followed his every command, obedient, and quiet. but much to his discontent he had retired and you took his place. and you pissed him off.

you were a fantastic nurse, don’t get him wrong! even at your young age and having only been to nursing school, you were more competent than the doctors he worked with! you’ve joined him in the OR room, accurately calling out what to do when a fourth year student was breaking down, youve saved so many post-op patients that bakugou somehow believed you must be a doctor in disguise. but no, you were a nurse, and for worst, you knew how good you were.

you challenged him, argued with some calls he made — and while you had never been wrong it annoyed him. your personality was so bright, a true light of hope in such an intense ward of the hospital, your clip responses, blaring firey eyes, and curling lips when you smiled when patients thanked both you and bakugou for your care.

despite the albeit rough interactions, bakugou had never been put into a situation where you ignored his demands. that is until he caught you doing things you weren’t supposed to be doing, an open and deceitful act of power when he slammed the door closed behind him.

he was dressed in his dark navy blue scrubs, his white lab coat sat tight on his shoulders expanding and contouring where his muscles sat and it was unbuttoned. he wasn’t a doctor like this, no, he was an officer in a lab coat like this. somehow while completing an 80 hour work week he still found time to keep his body in tip top shape after all.

you stared at him, an apple slice in your mouth, the lavender scrubs on your own body. your eyes remained on his while you wrote on the charts, a right you had earned by being as good as you were. bakugou’s eyebrows scrunched together his hand raising the chart that opened to the medication change.

a chart that once contained his rather neat handwriting and been crossed out and replaced with your own writing.

“yes?” you ask, placing a chart down while soothing out the top of your scrubs. his eyes followed your hand movements and it only made him more annoyed. on top of everything that you managed to do to piss him off, there was nothing stopping him from believing that you were hot. your scrubs were always professional, your dumb curves alluring, your pretty smile infuriating, and that know it all personality really pushing every button in bakugou’s head.

“why the hell are you changing medication without asking?!” he snarled, angry and embarrassed that you didn’t even think to asking him before the change.

“it wasn’t working because the patient is diabetic,” you say with a shrug, your lips quirking into a smile.

“no he isn’t,” bakugou stated with an eye roll, “he said that—.”

“I know what he said too,” you laugh, your shoulders shrugging. “but a fourth year was concerned and well... we ordered some tests and it turns out we were right.”

and for whatever reason bakugou just knew it was you, not the student, who figured it out.

“you’re a pain in the ass,” he snapped, his arms crossing defiantly. “did you know that?”

“i’ve been told on numerous occasions, actually,” you grin leaning against the counter, your white shoe propped out while you continued to stare at him. “why, do I bother you, dr bakugou?”

“because you try acting like you own the damn place, nurse y/l/n,” bakugou countered, trying his best not to grit his own teeth. 

“you want to know why?” you ask, pushing off the table you had been leaning on to walk over towards him. your steps were small, slow, teasing if he knew any better. “why I don’t follow your every command?”

“because you think you’re better than me,” bakugou lay, his eyes looking down at you. you were before him finally, your lips perked into a smirk while you shook your head.

“not exactly,” you admit, but the glint in your eyes confirms that it was at the very least, partially that. “guess again.”

“you weren’t selected to go to med school and are taking it out on me?” bakugou grunted watching the way that your eyes took him all in. he hated to admit the power the swelled in him at your lingering and obvious gaze. a part of him wanted to puff his chest out in pride, but a larger part of him barked that it was wrong.

“does it seem that I would be rejected from med school?” you ask, your tone almost offended. “all that money to become a doctor, a surgeon at that, I’d expect you to put this little puzzle together.”

“why don’t you just fucking tell me then? because the last time I checked, nurses are supposed to help doctors, no?” bakugou growled, his eyes dark, gaze low.

“we are, that’s true, but i’m a special nurse,” you giggle, the sound as light as shining bells but two times as sweet. “I made head nurse of the hospitals most esteemed department before hitting thirty, I fought and worked hard for my spot; i’m sure you did too. but the thing is... I don’t see you as a commander, you’re not a... how do I put it...” you trailed off, a finger tapping at your chin while you thought. and bakugou’s heart ran wild watching your still somehow perfectly fingernail tap against your face. “oh, yes! you’re not an alpha male.”

bakugou saw red.

“WHAT?!”

“what?”

“what the hell is that supposed to mean?!”

“exactly what it sounds like I meant!”

“how on fucks name am I not an... an alpha male!” bakugous face burned at those words. what kinda fucking comparison was that?! 

“i’ve met men who are, hunny,” your smile is slow and sweet. “trust me, you’re not.”

fury and fire rose in his chest, and your dumb stupid face and eyes continued to draw him in.

“obviously you’re blind then,” bakugou steely said, his eyes focused in on the way that yours seemed to be enjoying this, maybe even a bit too much. 

he watched the way your pink tongue poked out, dragging along the bottom of your lip with a growing smirk, “prove it.”

now bakugou was no idiot, he knew the weight your words held, what you meant by your words. he also knew that sexual relations between the head nurse and an attending. but there was no holding back the fire that had been in his chest, burning so brightly that it overwhelmed him, creating a fiery explosion of action. 

his hands gripped your cheeks, pulling you in towards him, and his lips slammed against yours. you had been expecting this it seems, your hands making their way immediately to his white coat, fisting into the rough fabric while you felt his lips part against yours. 

this was surreal, for months now you had been interested in none other than dr. bakugou. he was temperamental and was so damn good and extraordinary at his job. his old head nurse had been someone who warned you about him, the best way to get him to leave you alone was to be the perfect follower. but you didn’t want him to leave you alone. no, you wanted what you were having right now. his sweet tongue pressing into your mouth, his strong and skilled fingers now pressing into your lower back, kissing you. commanding you.

you could barely keep yourself from laughing, the joy of finally winning over the cocky and temperamental doctor making you giddy.

“don’t fucking think imma let you get away with this,” bakugou growled against your mouth, his dangerous and heated lips leaving your mouth to press tearing and searing kisses against your skin.

“get away with what, beta?” you breathlessly sigh, hearing the way that the door was locked behind him sending pleasurable jolts down your spine.

“fucking hell, woman,” he snarled, and you couldn’t hold the surprised gasp when he suddenly lifted you up. your legs fastened around his waist, and to your utter joy, amazement, and fueling lust you could feel him stirring in his scrubs. 

your balance dipped when he slammed you down on the table. his mouth was furious against yours, lips that was more teeth and lips, desperate and ready to prove a point that you already knew to be truth. “I’ll fucking show you who’s a goddamn alpha.”

you could barely keep your legs locked around him when he lifted your scrub above your head. the taste of apples long gone from your tongue, now soaked with bakugous own taste. your chest heaved when he gazed at your breasts.

“first time seeing a pair of tits outside a medical book?” you banter, and bakugou’s eyes flashed dangerously.

oh this was too easy, you thought, but your delight was interrupted the moment he shedded your bra, flinging it down to the floor. 

his mouth moved to capture one of your pert nipples between his teeth, his tongue flicking against the bud. his other hand then moving to your other breast, massaging the tender and soft flesh between his expert hands. your back arching impossibly closer to him at this new feeling, his hot and wet mouth sending you into a hysteria while you buried your fingers into his messy hair, tugging him impossibly closer to your needy body. the growl that left his lips vibrates around your skin, making you shudder. he moves to give your neglected breast the same attention, his noises of approval from your tearing fingers sending a fire like no other between your thighs

“you’re so fucking hot,” he groans from the back of his throat, moving back to your lips. his tongue moves to press back between your lips, your own tongue moving to greet his again like a lost lover. but bakugou pressed on. 

his fingers moved to yank off the pants of your scrubs, something that was hard to do with your sitting position. but he lifted you back up, an elicit moan sounding from both your mouths at the feeling of your cold and wet tits dragging against his hot and solid pecs.

“I know...  i know i am,” you managed to get out between lustful kisses, when your pants hit the floor. bakugou’s presses his hips up firmly against your own giving your panties only claded body a taste of what was to come.  

“would you shut up,” he snarled, pressing even harder into you until your teeth clashed together. 

you shuddered when the cold surface of the table once again meet your unsuspecting thighs, but you were tossed right back into a state of euphoria the moment his thumb padded near to your cunt, teasing your core by merely tracing around it.

“look at how fucking easy you are, nurse y/l/n. telling me how i’m not some damn fucking alpha but you were ready to fucking hop on my cock since day one,” bakugou growled in victory. he pressed his thumb down against your panties, pressing into your clit before feeling the wetness pooling against the crotch.

“bakugou,” you whined as you felt him press down against you, calloused fingers seeking out your clit through the thin material of your panties, “don’t-”

“that’s dr. bakugou to you, nurse y/l/n,” bakugou commanded, his vermillion eyes burying into your own. your breathing quickened at the intensity behind his eyes, the desire for you, the alpha in him. “what do you want?”

"an alpha gets what he wants, no?” you sigh, your hips rolling against his floating fingers, sighing at the needed friction that came with it. “you don’t want me doing what I need to do on the floor, why bother now?”

there was silence, your words doing something to the doctor who laughed almost cruelly.

the clatter of bakugou haphazardly discarding his own coat and scrubs to the floor rang out as you bit your lower lip. you could hardly believe the sight of his cock that bounced out, slapping against his stomach while he tore away your panties. the weeping head of bakugou’s cock carded against your needy cunt, the bead of pre-cum against the tip smearing against your skin as he pressed the head against your clit teasing the stimulation instead of giving it too you. your fingers dug into bakugou’s forearms to keep yourself still as you tried to align yourself with his thrusting and throbbing cock, desperate for any stimulation.

“needy fucking slut,” bakugou laughed, the rough noise sending goosebumps across your skin. moving the head of his cock down to your tightness, pressing the swollen head inside your sopping cunt. the stretch of his cock nearly had your eyes rolling to the back of your head, the feeling of his thick, veiny cock trying to press into you, overwhelming you. you panted heavily at the intrusion, but still you tried to snap your hips against him. trying to get him to bury himself inside you to the hilt. bakugou caught your movements and pulling his cock away with a cocky grin, “don’t piss off your alpha male, nurse y/l/n-”

“y-you’re not--” you squeak, trying to keep your walls from clenching around him like a vice. “you’re not my alpha male...”

“well, then, I guess I’ll just--” bakugou pulled back leaving your desperate cunt without him, and a wail on your tongue.

“dr. bakugou, please-” you mewl loudly, your fingers curling onto his shoulders, trying to tug him back towards your body. the need between your legs was intense, too intense for you to fuck around like before. your cunt squeezing tightly while you coaxed him to shove his cock back inside you.

“oh?” bakugou feigned shock, his eyebrows lifting slightly to your discontent, his large palm coming under your thigh to hoist it up against his hip, the tip of his hard cock now pressed against your cunt again, “who do you want to fuck you?”

“dr. bakugou, please, please, fuck me, be my alpha-- SHIT!!!” 

catching you by surprise bakugou he buried himself inside you until the tip of his cock pressed into your cervix, your legs spasming around his wasit. with a groan, bakugous strong hands gripping your thighs as he pushed you down, using the table as support as he began to pound inside you relentlessly.

“you’re so fucking tight,” bakugou panted, pressing sloppy kisses against your neck, fingertips digging into the curve of your waist while he slammed into you with quick, harsh thrusts.

the movement was making you repetitvely slide against the table, your sweating skin relievivng traction while bakugou pounded into you. his speed was insane, his hips rough and forceful with the table creaking under ever successive thrust. the pleasure of bakugo’s cock filling you to the brim was overwhelming, taking over your senses as you continued mewl his name from his rough thrusts. 

bakugous hands lifted your thighs up, keeping them on his shoulders increasing the angle and the position of his hips, allowing gravity to help him drop back down your squelching cunt as you felt the prominent veins drag against your tight walls. your breasts bouncing from the quick motion, your fingers leaving bloodied crescent indents in his skin. the words that were once only muffled began to come out as garbled mumbles as you tried to keep your sanity up with his thrusts, the position making it difficult to move as your head fell repetitively against the table while you arched against him. this movement only exposing your neck to bakugou’s lips as he pressed his weight further onto you, leaving harsh and bruising bites against your skin.

“you’re so obedient like this, nurse y/l/n,” bakugou snarled in amusement, his eyes watching the line of drool that slipped out from between your parted lips, his tongue moving up to lap it up as he continued rocking his hips into yours, sweat making your bodies stick together and create delicious friction as he lowered his head to bite against the swell of your breast exposed from your dress being pulled down, “you all mine.”

“all yours,” you babble, eyes unable to focus on anything while your cunt burned in his fury.

“gonna fill this pretty pussy all the way fucking up,” he pants, his fingers twisting your nipples, your cry wanton and loud. “and then you’re gonna go back to work and listen like some good omega bitch.” his hands squeezing your plush flesh as his thrusts became sporadic, sloppily pounding into your body, his fingers trailing down, brushing against your clit to give you some extra stimulation as he sought out his release.

you whined at bakugou coarse and explicit words, each one enunciated by a rut of his hips, your entire body searing with the spreading stretch of your cunt around bakugou’s fat cock.

“dr. bakugou,” you screech as bakugou gave a particularly hard thrust inside you, the movement causing the head of his cock to hit the spongy wetness inside you that had you seeing stars, your eyes rolling as you continue to hump on his length, “oh fuckfuckfuck.”

“you wanna cum?” bakugous eyes remained locked on your euphoric facial expression, his sense of priding brimming over the top with how he was making you feel, “want to cum around your doctors cock?”

“doctor-” you babble when his cock hits a spot that had you contracting around his length, your thighs trembling against his shoulders when you felt yourself reaching your high, “bakugou, please.”

“Cum on my cock, nurse y/l/n” bakugou growled in your ear, his weight pressed entirely onto you. the sounds of your squelching joining sex, the stretch of your cunt, and his maddening voice in your ear was enough to send you over the top. an explosion of pleasure slammed through you, your cunt trembling, clenching and weeping in your release.

you sob in when its over, your walls still squeezing around his cock in the aftershocks of your climax, bakugou’s pace unrelenting as he fucked you like a pussy sleeve, pounding up into you to search for his own release. your body unable to come down from your high as you continued to writhe against him, nails leaving harsh welts against his skin as you quivered against him, his name coming out between jumbled curses as you felt yourself dancing on the edge once more, his cock brushing against the perfect spots inside you.

bakugou seemed to notice a second high building within you, for his hand stretched between your meeting stomachs, slipping between your spasming lips to reach your clit, rubbing it frantically with his thumb, “why don’t you cum on my cock one more time.”

his lewd words on top of him playing with your clit is enough to send you back over, a second orgasm crashing through you as he continued his sloppy and powerful thrusts inside you.

“shit,” bakugou felt your cunt squeezing his cock as you continued to pulse around him, leading him towards his own release as his thrusts stuttered inside you, thick and hot cum milking from his cock coating your insides as he came with a gruff grunt.

the two of you stayed there for some time, nothing but mixing hot breathes, sweating bodies, and delirious brains. you couldn’t even open your eyes, exhaustion and excitement keeping them sealed tight. but you were still at work and the all too familiar sound of your pagers going off. 

a small groan left your lips while he got off you, the release of his cock from your abused cunt was a feeling you hadn’t wished to return to, but still, you had to get dressed with the feeling of your intermixed cum slipping from your cunt. you dressed in silence, ready to go out and fight the oncoming ambulence.

“I expect you to do as you’re told now, nurse y/l/n,” bakugou stated, pushing his white coat back on while he began walking back to the front door while you slide your own scrubs on. “you’re mine, I hope you remember that.”

your face felt on fire when he opened the door and left. you sighed knowing that you had a job to do after all, nurses were supposed to meet the demand of doctors at the end of the day

I wish there was a way to know when you're in the good old days before you've actually left them

Andrew Bernard/Nard Dog

Werewolf! Bakugou saved by Fem! Reader Pt. 2

Part 1 Here

Summary: Werewolf Bakugou had been imprisoned by a cruel and abusive sorcerer until he was saved by a stranger.

Wanted to write a hurt/comfort part 2 to this because mmm halloween aesthetics

The rain continued to ease as the two of you made your way through the woods, slogging through flooded grass and crunching down fallen twigs from heavy wet branches overhead. 

Bakugou kept his distance from you, eyes keen and ears alert. You’d saved him true to your word, but he didn’t trust you fully. What if you had some devious plan of your own now that he was free and the sorcerer was no more? He’d rather die than succumb to any more subjugation in his lifetime.

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