Summary: You want to start a business early revolving around your quirk but it leads you to find a rare case in your new school
Quirk: Red Strings. You are able to see the red strings that connect each person to their soulmate by a red string on each of their pinkies. This quirk is received by the oldest daughter in the family once they turn 4 (the parent still has it even when the child does). Sons can also have it but as a secondary quirk, it immediately gets passed down to the daughter and leaves the son with one quirk. You are able to cut it and/or tie it to yourself or other people at the cost of one year of your life for each alteration.
Genre/Warnings: Fluff, slight angst, cursing
WC: 1,725
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You still remember when you got your quirk. The day you turned four you saw the bright red strings appear, connecting everyone to each other. Some had strings that were long and crossed the streets and went around buildings, and some had their stings attached to the person next to them. They were on the floor for most of the time, occasionally stretched when two people had a strain on their relationship. They never broke though, always connected and paired by the universe, whoever it may be who controls it. They got longer when people are far from each other, and shorter when they were close.
You saw sometimes the people who were connected, passing by each other without a second thought, strangers who rarely looked back at each other as the strange feeling overcame them. You were always happy when you saw two soulmates holding hands, and felt sorry for those who passed by their soulmate with a significant other in their arms. Some people even has two strings and you thought that was so cool.
You liked to follow the strings when they were going in the same direction as you, and eventually got used to seeing them around not paying mind unless it was a short glance at two loving soulmates.
Your mom and you were the only ones who could see and interact with them, your grandma dying before you were born with not many stories left behind. She would step on them while you avoided doing so, until she said it was fine. You still didn’t like to walk over them, only the accidental step sometimes but you mostly subtly avoided them. You remember that one time you tripped on a string and those few times you had to duck or go around strained ones.
Then came when you looked at your pinkie, no bright red sting there. When you asked your mom why you didn’t have one she told you she didn’t have one at first either. She did though, you mentioned, and she said that she cut your dad’s string and tied it to her. You gasped and asked her why and she said that your dad asked for it, his original soulmate was “probably really far away anyway”. She said there was some guilt of course but 20 years of going strong it had melted away.
She even told you of a story of someone who was bitter of not having a string, she cut every string in her path and ended up dying early, passing the quirk to her first niece.
“Do you help your friends find their soulmates!?” you beamed, she smiled but shook her head.
“I can’t, I don’t have the time to with all my work. Plus, you don’t even know if they want to know. They could be happily married or something“ she said. She was right, but you wanted to lead people to their soulmates! But you couldn’t do that under the circumstances you mom had just helped you realized.
Then the thought hit you, it could be your job! You could help people and make money all at the same time and it would be the best job ever! That thought was what started your continuous studying to get into a good school, and getting into that school. To be honest you’ve never been as driven about something as much as this.
So here you were now, at the doorway of UA.
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You got stares from everyone as you confidently stepped into the building, then immediately jumping and tiptoeing about in the hallways avoiding the red strings you would soon shorten. Word had already gotten around after you explained to one person why you were walking funny.
Days later you were already getting requests but you would just turn them down. Maybe just pointing to where they headed. Soon you were already making friends, especially with that one Ashido girl from the hero course who wanted so bad to find her soulmate. You wanted to tell her who it was but you couldn’t make exceptions, you guys weren’t even friends for long.
Eventually, right when the class was going into the pricing lesson, Ashido immediately jumped on you to show her where her soulmate is. So, her first initiative for today was to drag you to her table for lunch. You met the nicest people ever, the first 10 seconds that passed were great. But your pink-haired friend had already cut to the chase.
“Here, just point me to where my string leads” She said as she slid you a 500 yen coin. You took it and pointed to the kitchen, your eyes trailed from her finger to where the string led, presumably outside a window or something.
She squealed, “Okay, now do them next, they’ll pay” she said as her other friends, except Bakugou, leaned in with interest.
You chuckled and said, “Sorry I can’t. My teacher said I can’t offer services ‘til my business is official. My pricing itself isn’t complete either. I’m thinking of doing an up-front price along with a price according to how far the trip goes for them to find their soulmate. This of course will include an all expense pair trip if we ever leave the country or go on a far trip. It might be expensive for a lot of people but I really want to show them to their soulmates. I’m thinking of refunding them a portion if they cancel but if I keep doing that the business will get nowhere and no one will find their soulmate. I’m also really concerned for the people who might not have as much money so I’m thinking that the prices shouldn’t be that high. Hmm, maybe I should-”
“Geez, Y/N calm down. You’re starting to sound like Midoriya there with all your rambling” Ashido interrupted, “But I get it, you don’t have to. Dang the business course is though”
“Not as tough as the hero course though. At least then you’ll be hella rich and I can help all of you find your soulmates”
“Great!” She chirped.
They all went back to their food, and out of curiosity you looked at their hands. seeing the red string on either the left or right pinkie. But one caught your eye. There was a set of hands, no red string on neither the left nor the right pinkie. You looked up at who it belonged and were met with glaring red ruby eyes. You got a good look at him, his spiky ash blonde hair. He was pretty attractive, sad he doesn’t have a soulmate though. His glare seemed to get sharper and so you had to stuff your face in your bowl if you didn’t want trouble.
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Whoopsie, how’d you get into this situation? Backed up into the wall of an alleyway by this beautiful blonde. This blonde is of course mad and glaring at you like you stepped on his dog.
You did, however, find out who this man was. Bakugou Katsuki. From the sludge incident. Got the highest score in the practical entrance exam. He also got chained to a block of cement when he won gold at the sport’s festival that you couldn’t attend, not wanting to watch the strings get trampled by your doing the task given. As well as getting kidnapped by the League of Villains during the hero course’s camping trip.
You don’t know why you didn’t recognize him, not really paying attention to what all others do. But now you truly felt sorry for the guy, going through all that, probably blaming himself for All Might’s retirement, and not having someone to call his own. You don’t have to date your soulmate, and sometimes soulmate relationships fail, but it’s hard when they’re the perfect fit for you.
This man didn’t have a perfect fit. I mean, neither did you but you were fine with making people happy, and you haven’t endured half this man has.
“Let me ask you this once, why were you looking at me funny?” he gruffly demanded answers
“You sure you wanna know?” you asked nervously
“SPIT IT OUT WOMAN” he slammed his fist next to your head
“You don’t have a soulmate!” you said out of impulse
His eyes widened and his angry demeanor went away, “What?” he mumbled
“You don’t have a string” you clarified
“Well I don’t fucking need one, “ he puffed his chest out, “soulmates are bullshit anyway, don’t wanna have to trust someone like that, they’ll just become a weak spot”
“Well you wouldn’t think that when you tip over and self destruct in anger at yourself for stuff that’s not you fault” you commented as he neared you dangerously
“You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about”
You sighed as your lips pressed to a thin line, “Maybe I don’t, but no one will if you keep it to yourself”
“I’m fine with that”
“Sure”
He must still be in shock, you just know he’ll add it to the baggage sooner or later. You had to do something about this, he doesn’t deserve it, before he could walk away you called out, “If it makes you feel better I don’t have one either, most people with my quirk don’t have any either”
“Why would that make me feel better?”
“I can cut some string and tie it to you if you want, can’t force a good relationship though”
“No, I don’t want anyone else’s partner”
“Fine then,” you pondered, how could you help this guy out?
“Lunch. Tomorrow” he stated and left
“Huh? Okay I guess” you said hesitantly. At least it was something.
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You rubbed your arm nervously. It was a Saturday and you had asked Mina for his number, where he confirmed to meet outside your dorm. No one really cared that a hero course student was coming over, instead everyone used this time to do work on each of their own businesses.
You sat at the small table set up in front of the entrance, it was circular and had a small vase of flowers at the center. You then heard a grunt and footsteps getting louder. You turned and saw Bakugou grumbling to himself as he made his way to you.
He plopped down on the seat next to you and before the awkward silence could commence he spoke up, “Why the fuck do you want to help me?”
You chuckled, a smile had danced on your lips, “Right to the chase, huh?”
His glare just hardened.
You felt your hands get clammy, “Heh, well, it is my future job. I want to make people happy”
“So you’ll just change peoples soulmates if someone pays you? Seems pretty shitty”
You gasped, feigning exaggerated offense, “I do not! For each alteration to strings I lose a year of my lifespan,” you explained
“So you’re willing to lose two years of your life to get me a soulmate?”
You nodded
“Why?”
You sighed, you contemplated whether to take his hand in yours sympathetically but decided against it, instead opting to lean forward and lower your voice, “You’ve been through a lot more than most people should at your age, I just think you would be good with someone who will fully understand you. But, now that I think about it that may be difficult so that’s why...” you trailed off
You realized how no one will fully understand him, he’s a really complex person from what you picked up. You let out a small ‘Huh’ when the thought came to you.
You looked up when you heard him sigh, he mumbled something under his breath along the lines of ‘I cant believe I’m doing this’
“Look, you can’t just take someone else’s soulmate, it won’t work out for me or that person” He then groaned, “and it’s not like you have a soulmate either so...”
You looked at him puzzled, trying to put two and two together. When you did, you had a big shit-eating smirk on your face, “What are you trying to say, Bakugou?” You asked smugly
The infamous ‘tch’ was heard when the reddening on his ears proved true to your suspicions, “Wanna go out sometime?” he begrudgingly offered
You giggled. This hotheaded blonde, known for being aggressive and somewhat the villainous type, was asking you out to a date after two conversations. One was admittedly intimate but only two conversations nonetheless
You figured, why not ply with him for a little bit?
“Hmmm... Nah, I’d rather waste two years of my life”
He growled, “Stop playing around! You’re lucky I’m even asking you out, I normally hate everyone. Plus, you can’t just connect me to some stranger!”
“We’ve had two conversations, we essentially still are strangers”
“Fucking- CALL ME KATSUKI THEN”
You froze in shock. He really was serious about this.
“...Why me?”
He relaxed, ready to give his explanation, “You’re probably the only one who gets an inkling of how I feel because of what I’ve gone through. Everyone else either holds it against me or thinks they understand me”
“Well then-”
“Alsoyou’recute”
You paused again, you saw his flushed face but it was nowhere near the steam coming from the boiling pot that was your head.
“Uh, y-you too I guess”
“Yeah I’ll see you next week, we’ll get dessert after lunch or some shit, whatever girls want to do on dates”
You scoffed at the stereotype, “Yeah, whatever you have my number,” You saved him a wink which was what made everything worth it for the sight of his face that now matched his eyes.
Part 2 cuz this ends too abrupt but its long already
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—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
genre: smut / characters are 18+/university [WRITTEN IN MY AGE GROUP 18/19] this has: ns//fw !<(block that tag if that isn’t your fancy!)
no one look for me after I post this, I am passing away!
pairing: bakugou katsuki x fem! reader
summary: kaminari is tired of hearing his friend get off. so he comes to the conclusion, that bakugou needs to get IT.
word count: 2,163
“I think you should let Bakugou smash for his birthday tomorrow.”
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— when you transfer into the hero course for your second year, you have a lot of expectations regarding your soon-to-be classmates. of all the people to not meet your expectations, bakugou katsuki ranks number one, but you find that you aren’t disappointed in the slightest
PARING: bakugou katsuki x reader WORD COUNT: 1,852 WARNINGS: bakugou swears like the bakuhoe he is
A/N: my first one shot 🥺🥺 i really wanted to write something cute and fluffy and angst free for once, i hope i did okay!! warming myself up for opening up requests !
Part 2
You weren’t sure what you expected when you transferred into the hero course, but somehow befriending the hot-headed Bakugou Katsuki hadn’t even been within the realm of possibilities. You respected his undeniable power, but his personality left much to be desired. You, like the rest of the school outside of the hero course, believed he was nothing more than a feral child with a superiority complex. All you had ever heard about him was how angry he was and how poorly he treated everyone around him. Hell, the guy called his best friend “shitty hair” for crying out loud. It left you feeling not as excited as you should have been when you found out you were transferring into Class 2-A.
Your first interaction with the angry boy left you wondering just how much of the rumours you’d heard had been just that; rumours. You thought for sure he was going to yell at you when you’d been thrown into him during hero training, but he’d simply helped you steady your footing and told you to be more careful. His tone always held a note of anger, you’d found, but the way he helped you and proceeded to back you up during the exercise left you feeling like you’d completely misjudged him.
You couldn’t shake the guilt at how poorly you’d originally viewed him, so you approached him later that day in the dorms. Thankfully, he was by himself, sitting on the sofa scrolling through his social media. You weren’t sure how you’d have spoken to him if other people were around.
Still, you weren’t sure how to start the conversation. He very clearly didn’t want to be disturbed, but he was out in the communal living space, so surely he expected to be disturbed? You stood there like an idiot for several long seconds, agonising over how to begin, but once again, he surprised you.
“Don’t stand there all day,” he growled out, flicking his crimson eyes up at you. “Couches are free real estate. Don’t need my permission to sit your ass down.” He returned his attention back to his phone.
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Part 2 of the Karasuno Gangbang Series
WC: 569 (kinda short I’m sorry I wasn’t able to finish last night and it’s a bit rushed)
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“The vice captains should have a turn next, don’t you think?”
You panted from your high, looking to said vice captain. He wore a sly smirk, the other members stayed where they were as Sugawara pulled a pillow for him to sit on. He pat his lap, calling you to him.
You glanced at Daichi for permission and he gave you a small nod. You crawled over to Sugawara, straddling his lap as you did with Daichi minutes ago. Sugawara caressed your face as you unintentionally dripped all over his crotch. He gripped your hips and ground you onto him, “Aww, too bad Daichi didn’t fill this pretty pussy up”
You bit your lip, both aroused but slightly worried about how Daichi would react. You refused to look back at him but you felt Sugawara challenge his glare with his own smirk. He chuckled, “Don’t worry, Mr. Captain, she’s on birth control”
Daichi didn’t know how he got that information but then realized that you two were also close, you used to be neighbors until you moved a few neighborhoods away recently. He would see you take them when you hung out and now know that he had the pleasure to fill you up.
He ended the small argument with an ‘mhm’ and Sugawara’s eyes turned back to you. The look in his eyes had sent shivers down your spine and the feeling went straight to your core. You whimpered when he tapped you, motioning you to get up slightly so he could pull down his shorts enough.
You did so and he revealed his member. You weren’t able to see how it was before he pulled you down and you could only feel it. You couldn’t be that embarrassed anymore so you let out a loud moan as it filled you up just right.
“Aww, I love the sounds you make, baby” he cooed. You clenched around him as you began to bounce on his dick. Sugawara groaned as his head fell back. He let out a breathy chuckle, “Fuck, you feel so good”
You moaned at his words, they made you feel good and it encouraged you to go faster. You held onto his shoulders as he held onto your waist. He licked at your neck and nibbled on your sweet spot not deep enough to make a mark but you felt it enough to let out another sweet moan.
He bounced you on his dick and whispered encouraging praises into your ear. It had your head spinning as he made you feel so good. You reached your high with him, your moans had gotten high in pitch and your walls clenched around him.
He groaned, “Fuck, I’m close. You feel so good, clenching around just like that, Daichi should give you more, what you deserve”
Your head had fallen onto the crook of his neck as you released, he thrusted in you and helped you through your climax, chasing his own. You felt him release in you. You suddenly felt warm inside when he came, which was quite fair amount. “You like that, right? Feeling so good inside? I bet Daichi doesn’t let you have this”
You panted and he lifted you, helping you up to let him pull out. He put you back on his lap before patting your head and stroking your hair. He grinned, “Now you have to take care of the kouhais”
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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Shark!Bakugou X mer!reader (+more)
Warnings: mentions of noncon/dubious themes, slight violence, sexual themes
A/N: this wasn’t even one of the big ideas I had for mermay, but I started writing it at work and it just sort of happened. I plan on writing scenarios for both option one and option two (see the end of the fic), and if I get inspired, I’ll write scenarios for more characters too! I love mermaids so it would just be wrong if I didn’t post something for mermay.
Peering over a large lump of pink, spindly coral, your eyes narrowed in on an octopus, languidly scuttling its way through the sand. You licked your lips and heard your stomach rumble: octopus wasn’t the most tantalizing meal in the ocean, but at the moment, it was the safest when your food sources were so scarce. That, and a couple of its legs could satiate a few of your sisters who, like you, have not been mated as of yet.
It was May, which meant that it was time for the more male-dominant pods from the south to migrate up to the central waters to enjoy the warming waters. Both your sisters and other pod-mates alike had been snatched up by these tail-hungry mermen, either by being wowed and wooed by different trinquets and talismans the males had created for special bonding occasions such as these, or for the more stubborn and jittery merfolk such as yourself, being captured and forced to mate. Wooed or not, you wanted nothing to do with it, and the repercussions of avoiding the frenzied scuffle was lack of food and resources.
So that Octopus was yours.
Your tail swished back and forth as you slowly pulled your dagger out of your side pouch. Tasty or not, you and your sisters were going to feast. But just as you were about to pounce, a dark shadow loomed over the octopus. You looked up to see a marlin and your dinner-plate eyes only grew that much larger.
Mine.
You swam, fast and furious towards your prey, jetting through the water with smooth finesse. You were the swiftest in your pod, something you pride yourself on—even still, that marlin saw you coming a mile away and darted quickly in the opposite direction. That didn’t stop your pursuit. You chased the giant fish under large, rocky arches and through a tall, kelpy forest, determined to make the fish your meal.
It took you far too long to notice the second shadow that had been falling over you throughout your fishing endeavor. Missing a beat, you slammed yourself into a rock the marlin used to scale to get away. Goosebumps appeared on your arm when you heard snickering from above you.
Looking up, you could see only his silhouette. You couldn’t tell who it could have been, but you knew he was male by the sharp point of his fluke; he was a shark—possibly one of the most violent breeds of merfolk around. A short glance out into the abyss and you saw the marlin miles away. Your hungry brain told you that if the merman was in pursuit of the fish as well, and that if you were to fight him for it, you would undoubtedly lose, but looking back at the silhouette, you could tell by the tilt of his head that the merman had no interest in the marlin. But he had his own dagger in his hands. He was hunting and you were his game.
Before you could get another moment to think, the merman curled down in a beautiful arc and dove down straight for you. You inhaled through your gills and bolted away in an entirely new direction in an attempt to throw your pursuer off, but with a deliberate flick of his tail, he made the sharp turn and was trailing behind you in no time.
You stayed low, hoping you could lose him after swimming around around large stacks of sediment, but whenever you could steal a glance back he was right there, grinning wickedly, advancing on you even more.
“You can’t swim forever, little guppy,” you heard him snarl behind you, his tone half-amused with a note of agitation. You felt fingers curl around the base of your fluke, and though you tried to jerk him away, his grip was vice.
You descended, skidding along a sandy seabed, scratching your arms and torso on absconded rocks. You hissed in pain, but managed to keep a tight hold on your dagger throughout your entire fall. Large hands grabbed a hold of your tail and flipped you over with ease, pushing you back down against the seabed where pale, glittering sand pushed up off the floor and floated around you. Finally able to see your attacker up front, you had to hold your breath to keep from gasping.
Despite hating him on sight, there was a moment where you thought to yourself that he was the most gorgeous creature you’d ever seen. Ash-colored hair swayed gently with the easy ocean currents. Hungry, crimson eyes were a beautiful, stark contrast to the incessant blue that flooded your everyday life. And the way his bronzed abs flexed as he caught his breath had liquid heat rushing through your tail. You wanted to reach out and touch the hook-shaped scar on his left peck. It wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world if you did. Merfolk were curious creatures, and most of you found that the easiest way to satiate their curiosities was through touch.
So you did. You lifted your free hand and drew your fingers along the rough edges of his scarred skin. He bristled at the contact, but didn’t stop you, opting to eye you with equal interest. You felt the beat of his two-chambered heart thrumming against his flushed skin. It was mesmerizing—almost as much as the gentle rumbling that reverberated from his chest—the tell that he was ready to mate.
The tips of his fingers touched your bare shoulder, slid up your neck, and found their home on your chin. He tilted your head once to the left, once to the right to check your neck to see if you’d already been mated. He let out a content hum and placed his hand on the back of your neck. Fluttering excitement buzzed down your spine to your fluke, and you slapped your tail against the floor to try to ease your sudden fervor. It didn’t help, and by the look on his face, he knew he had you. You thought for a moment that maybe you could mate; there really was no reason to be so stubborn. It was only natural and you were of age. The alluring rumbling from his chest was obviously getting to you, but why would you let yourself be mad over being picked by a very attractive suitor. You could mate with him. You could…
But then he had to go and speak again.
“Not so keen on fleeing now, huh?” The triumphant tone he kept had your scales flaring. “And here you had me thinking you were gonna put up a bit of a fight.” He flashed a toothy grin. Sharp. Dangerous. You didn’t want those teeth anywhere near you.
You swung your dagger at him. He caught your wrist with ease. His grin only grew wider as he pinned your arm back against the ocean floor. You hissed at him, grabbing a fistful of sand and flinging it at his face. He coughed and sputtered, so you used that opportunity to sweep your tail up and across his stupid, beautiful face. He let up and you were able to kick against the floor and swim up in a desperate search for an escape.
From the view, it seemed you had three options.
Option one: you could brave the sea cave you spotted miles away. The contents of the dark were unknown to you, but you figured you could brave the unknown and wait until this merman loses interest. You probably wouldn’t be able to eat for the rest of the day, but it sure as hell beat being mated to some arrogant, two-pricked shark. (Octo!Aizawa—noncon)
Option two: fight the arrogant, two-pricked shark. You might’ve not been the strongest fish in the sea, but you were fast and, at times, cunning. Your pride was on the line anyhow and if it was a fight he wanted, it was a fight he was going to get. (Shark!Bakugou—dubcon)
Option three: swim away some more. The ocean was vast, but you were bound to run into something or someone that could help fend this fiend off of you sooner or later, if he doesn’t get tired from the chase first. Swimming away would surely open a few more paths for you too. But you’d have to be fast. (Other mer!character scenarios that may come up)
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↷ 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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Summary: Part 2 to the blowjob thoughts, feelings, and actions of those lovely Haikyuu boys!😘
Warnings: 18+, smut, Dom/Sub Dynamics, Pure Filth, Chick Lit, Derogatory Names, Kinky, Degradation, Explicit, Blowies
Word Count: 1,200+
Pairings: Tanaka, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi x gn!reader
A/N: Sorry about how long it took to respond, I’m a slow writer. I hope you like it. I tried really hard to make it different from the first one and get all the characters right. Y’all let me know what y’all think. P.S. Don’t worry, I will get to every request within time and with enough research. Happy Readings! xSmutBucket
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[ a/n : my procrastinating ass says hello. ]
genre: angst
“if i had the chance to do it all over again with you, i would.”
[ part i ] [ part ii. ] [ alternative universe ]
Breathing in the nostalgic scent of your favorite café just down the road from your place gave you this home feeling, you felt protected and safe in this space. It was a cozy café that was decorated with things that you can find in your own grandmothers’ house, it gave you peace and quiet, it was also unpopular so it rarely had costumers which was a bonus point for you.
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Warning: Self esteem issues, Negative thoughts.
Fandom: My Hero Academia
Pairing: BirthdayBoy!Tenya Iida x Reader
[ Hello, it’s your favorite writer here with some Tenya Iida comfort! I wrote this because of a little drama tiff I had with a roleplay server. I will never understand why some people get so angry with honesty. But, when life gives you lemons…write a fic. Anyways. I hope you enjoy, I love Tenya Iida and I couldn’t believe I forgot his birthday. So this is my contribution to his birthday as well as a comfort fic! Happy late birthday, Tenya! Love you. At some point, I must write another Tensei fic. ]
[ When Tenya said he was going to visit his family for his birthday, you got a little upset considering you had, with Izuku’s help, planned a special birthday surprise for him. But, as of late, you had been second-guessing your relationship with Tenya. More specifically if you deserved him or not, these thoughts seemed to hit you hard on Tenya’s birthday and much like your friends, you tried to push him away. But Tenya, will not have it. ]
Tenya didn’t think much of birthdays, especially his. He didn’t favor the idea of getting presents, for he believed it was better to be happy with what you already had. However, he wasn’t ungrateful by any means, no. He loved being able to spend a celebratory day with his friends and family. In fact, he had just gotten back from the Iida Estate. His family insisted he spend the day with them, though Tenya was rather upset about it seeing as he would have rather spent his birthday with not only his friends but you.
For you were the light of his life, his muse, the one he could not live without. He was pleasantly surprised upon arriving at the student dorm and was greeted with decorations and the friendly cheers of Class A. With your help, Izuku had planned a surprise party and while Tenya was rather grateful for the cake and small pile of presents, he couldn’t help but wonder where you were. “Y/n?” Uraraka repeated and Tenya nodded, “Yes!” he said, enthusiastically chopping his hand through the air.
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took over a year off to cut you bitches some slack,, tell a friend to tell a friend, SHE'S BACK
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