CHEFING THAT PINAKBET LIKE ITS NOTHING LMAOOO

Part 3 pinkjin uwu 💓

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You know since I’m writing a hyunjin thing. This is nice inspo

Tempting Tempest

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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This is a not-safe-for-work choose your own adventure style collaboration from the good perverts of the BNHarem discord server. Thanks to @thisisthehardestthing​ for the banner, and to everyone who came together to make this happen. Each story starts the same way, but in every entry our reader will meet a different character. 

Your throat felt dry as you came to the arranged address, the mask that the organisers had asked you to wear clenched tight in your fist. 

The building was one of the city’s most exclusive hotels, and it had the look of a cathedral from the outside, the main entrance flanked by massive marble pillars, a gold glow from inside the main atrium. Even the doormen looked expensive, clad in black uniforms with gold trim. As instructed, you kept your head down and headed to the side entrance. A polite-but-burly security guard checked your identification and took your phone and other electronics from you, giving you a numbered ticket in return as he locked them away. Did he know why you were here? Probably. 

Shame rose in your chest at the prospect of what you were about to do. Why, exactly had you agreed to this? It was gross. It was wrong. But it was a lot of money. You were struggling to repay your loans, and if you did this party, you could be free of them with just one night of sucking cock. Well, not entirely free, but it beat spending years working two jobs, didn’t it? 

At first you had been puzzled. Who exactly was paying random girls so much for a single night’s work? Even if it was sex work, that was a hell of a lot of money. Then the word hero was mentioned and everything made a whole lot more sense. 

Everything about hero life was drenched in lucre. The magazine interviews, the tv shows, the movies. They owned skyscrapers in central Tokyo, they wore shoes worth more than your annual salary. And, according to the woman who had recruited you, this party was being hosted by the current number one hero in Japan. Maybe… you’d even get to meet him. 

You were ushered through the building by a woman in a masquerade style mask like yours, catching glimpses of events in other rooms as you passed. A girl in a silver zentai bodysuit floated above a stage, the only exposed flesh on her body the pink centre of her sex. Another room seemed to host an orgy, the floor writhing with bodies in the dim light. The motion was almost hypnotic, but your guide’s hand was on your shoulder, pulling you away before you could stare too long. 

“Here we are,” said your guide, squeezing your shoulder as you arrived at the place you would be working that night. Your room, for lack of a better word, was a little larger than a toilet cubicle, and dark, a pile of cushions on the floor, along with a basket with towels and bottled water. In the centre of one thin wall, around hip height, was the hole. You stared at it, catching a glimpse of light and movement from the room beyond. 

In a little under ten minutes, you’d be sucking off whoever wanted it through that hole in the wall. A hero, maybe, or a sidekick. Did it matter? It wasn’t like their dicks would taste any different. The more you thought about it, the worse it seemed, but it was a little late to back out now. “You all set?” your guide asked, smiling from behind her masquerade mask. You nodded, numbly, and she shut the door behind you, leaving you alone, the glory hole your only light.

Who comes for you?

@tomurasprincess - Kirishima

@story-sensei​ - Gang Orca 

@candychronicles​ - Hawks 

@10millionyearsdungeon - Shindou 

@thisisthehardestthing - Endeavor 

@kingexpl0sionmurder​ - Shinsou 

@hitoshisbabygirl - Aizawa 

@burnedbyshoto​ - Shouto

@trafalgar-temptress​ - Denki 

@leeswritingworld​ - Dabi 

@ikinabi​ - Deku 

@iwvs-on-ao3​ - Bakugou 

Katsuki hited by a quirk that makes his skine change color depending on who he is talking to, example: yellow for when he's with someone he (deep down) consider as a freind (even if he doesn't admit it yet like with the bakusquad) and pink with his crush, but his crush on his fem bestfreind (reader) is a secret he keept from everyone until now. Thank youuu!

 Summary: ^

A/N: sorry for doing this late, I haven’t been active. I changed some things so sorry.

Quirk: Not specified

Warnings/Genre: Fluff, cursing, slight plot change (they don’t live in dorms),  implied smut

WC: 1,188

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You sighed boredly in your seat waiting for your friends. No one really approached you as you were part of the Bakusquad and you hung around them most of the time. They were the most interesting people you met and you got close to them when you started hanging out with Bakugou. 

You took the fact that you were close to Bakugou pridefully and the friendship between you two grew. Sounds cheesy, you knew it did, but it was true. You were the one he willingly talked to the most and Kirishima saw you as manly because of that. 

Before you could continue to think of Bakugou, the classroom door slid open to reveal your chaotic group of friends. A smile grew on your face as they settled in and made a beeline to your desk. They greeted you then their eyes traveled to the empty seat beside you. 

“Where’s Bakugou?” Mina questioned

You glanced at his chair and shrugged, “He’s late I guess” 

Kaminari shook his head, “No, he’s never late. (Nickname), call him”

Your face turned red, “Huh? Why?”

They smirked but Kirishima played it off, “What? We all know you’re the only one he picks the phone up for” he reasoned

You rolled your eyes and muttered a ‘fine’ and you grabbed your phone. You scrolled though your contacts, clicking on ‘Katsuki💥🧡’. The group beside you gave each other sly smirks as you waited for Bakugou to pick up.

“What?” he snapped as he picked up the phone. You chuckled at the cold facade he put up and he figured that the others would be with you. 

“Where are you?” you asked

“I’m not going to school”

Your eyes widened, “What? Why? What happened” you turned to them and rushed, “He’s skipping” and put the phone back to your ear as you ignored their questions.

He exhaled sharply, “Shut up nothing’s wrong” he yelled into the phone, “it’s just- I got hit by a dumbass quirk and i might get humiliated if I go there”

You sighed, “He’s fine” you said and pulled the phone back, “So, what did the quirk do?”

“I dunno”

“What?”

“What?”

“It did nothing?”

“It did something, I just don’t know what”

You sighed, “Just come to school and we’ll figure it out”

“No” he huffed, “Didn’t you hear what I said-”

“I heard you. But if it isn’t doing anything bad, it’s not worth missing a day of school”

You heard him sigh, “Ugh fine” and he hung up. You smiled and explained to the group that he was coming to school. You and the group chatted the time away, pondering about what the quirk he was hit was.

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He stormed in, just before class started, and plopped on the seat next to you. You smiled at him as he placed his stuff on their respective places. Aizawa walked in and began class.

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It was lunch when you finally had a chance to talk to him. The group walked to you two as you got ready to walk to the cafeteria with him. “So you don’t look like anything changed.” He looked at you with a surprisingly calm look until it turned to a scowl at the sight of the rest of the group. 

“I guess, but tell me if anything changes or else you’ll be fucking dead if you embarrass me” he paused, seeing your wide eyes. “What?” he asked, the rest of his friends looking at him with the same expression. You eyed him up and down, a pink hue covered all his skin, from his cheeks to his neck to his hands and everywhere you could see. 

“Um.....” you started

“Um what!?” 

“You’re pink” you stated

“WHAT!?” he yelled, looking at his hands, pulling his sleeves to examine his arms. He looked as shocked as you guys did. 

You spoke up first, “I assume this is what the quirk did” you said, feeling as though this was familiar. 

“The fuck!?”

“Say, Katsuki, did you happen to see who struck this quirk on you?”

“Some dude, stupid hair, stupid face, he had spots on his skin” he said. You pulled your phone out. “What’re you doing?” Kaminari asked

You clicked the contact ‘Bitchwhowontcall🏳‍🌈’ and texted him.

You

Hey did you use your quirk on an angry blonde this morning?

Bitchwhowontcall🏳‍🌈

Yeah why? He startled me

You

It makes the skin turn colors right?

Bitchwhowontcall🏳‍🌈

Yeah

Lemme guess. He’s your friend and u want me to send a list what the colors mean

You

Duh

Bitchwhowontcall🏳‍🌈

Red- talking to someone he hates Orange- he’s mad/annoyed at Yellow- enjoys being with Green- is jealous of Blue- looks down on Violet- admires Pink- likes romantically

You

Thanks!! U deserve an uwu

Bitchwhowontcall🏳‍🌈

Just an uwu u suck

You 

lol k

You put the phone down and slipped it in your bag. “So what does it say? Why is he turning into other colors?” Ashido asked excitedly, “Is he trying to match me?” she said, pressing her arm to his, showing the similar color.

You laughed, “No, his skin will just change random colors whenever he talks to someone” you lied smoothly. You knew now how he felt about you and you couldn’t be happier. You grinned at the thought, having no time to blush due to your happiness and cockiness that washed over you.  

The group nodded as you all headed out for lunch, having fun watching Bakugou turn yellow talking with Kirishima, orange with Midoriya and Todoroki, and even go back to normal when he has to interact with those who mean nothing to him, aka the ‘extras’.

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The day ended and you part ways with the group to walk home with Bakugou. You walked in comfortable silence as the sun set. You carefully reached for Bakugou’s hand. He looked at you with a red face and you looked away, both your faces covered with a dark blush. He reluctantly allowed you to lace your fingers with his and scoot closer to him. You were eventually walking while latched to his arm, both of you not saying a word to each other. 

You both stopped walking when you had to part ways. You smirked and kissed him on the cheek, “I like you too, Katsuki” 

“What the fuck are you talking about?” he yelled, turning red. You giggled and showed him the texts, also one added in the middle of classes saying it will only last until midnight. He turned red- well no, pink. As he continued, “Why didn’t you say anything dumbass!?”

You grinned, “Well, it’s cute seeing you pink while talking to me. And now I know you like me back”

He scoffed and pulled you to him, he grabbed your collar and smashed his lips against yours. Your eyes widened, taking a moment seeing the wrinkles on his forehead go away. Once he relaxed and stopped frowning, you did too. Your eyes closed and you held onto his forearms. After he hesitantly pulled away, you looked at him, panting.

“We’re dating now, you’re my girlfriend”

“At least take me on a date first” you pouted as he pulled you to continue walking to his house.

“Next time, for now let’s consummate the marriage” he said lowly. Your face burned as you let him continue dragging you to his house.

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Mmm, I'm not sure whether the requests are still open, if not - sorry (๑′°︿°๑), but if they are, could I request headcanons for Shouto and Shigaraki with an S/O who's jealous of Momo and Toga respectively. Bonus if the girls are actually kinda interested in pursuing them regardless of their relationship with reader. And I just wanna say, your writing is soo amazing, it's definitely one of the best I've read, I can't get enough of it ❤❤❤ Can't wait for more Queen ❤❤❤

Pairings →  Shigaraki Tomura x reader, Shouto Todoroki x reader,

Genre → fluff headcannon’s teehee

Rating → sfw

Warnings → cussing!

Author’s note →  FINALLY SOME SHIGARAKI CONTENTJSRNGHSRKG this made me so happy! Tysm for requesting and being so patient! I hope you enjoy :3

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Shigaraki Tomura

Okay this one’s kind of funny only because I’m pretty sure Toga is not romantically/sexually attracted to Shigaraki at ALL.

But I know Miss Toga is a mischievous little deviant, so if flirting with Tomura-kun ruffles your feathers, she’s all for it.

Shigaraki isn’t stupid– he takes notice of your jealousy almost immediately, but won’t do anything to extinguish it.

Of course, truth is he truly doesn’t love ANYONE the way he loves you, and there’s no way Toga is getting a piece of it.

Unfortunately for you and your emotions, Shigaraki is a sadist who enjoys watching you amp up your affection just to keep him around.

He wants to see how long you can hold up before you admit to him that you’re jealous, maybe even beg for his attention a little.

There’s never a discussion or game plan set up, but Toga is on board with mentally torturing you since ‘it’s just a joke! We’re only playing around!’

They’re literally all crazy but hey— that’s the League of Villains for you

Here’s the thing, at the end of the day they all love and respect each other, no one’s legitimately trying to harm you.

Toga will skip giddily into meetings and kiss Shigaraki’s cheek, call him cute pet names aloud, one time literally sat on his lap even though you were right next to them.

Shigaraki HATES it he was so ready to shove her off, but he’s willing to keep up an act just to see your reaction.

You’re doing a good job at dismissing it at first— “They’re just friends” “They’ve known each other longer” “Maybe that’s just how they get along”

Until you look over and she’s holding his hand?

What? Is your mind deceiving you? It took you months to get him to hold your hand????? Is this some sick joke????????

It didn’t take a lot to figure out that this was all deliberate, but you’ll leave the meeting early anyways, say you have ‘a stomach ache’ or something stupid like that before excusing yourself.

Now Shigaraki feels kind of bad, swats away Toga’s hand and leaves closely behind you.

Every attempt to talk to you is met with silence, and THAT actually burns him.

It’s all fun and games until Shigaraki is stripped from the one thing that makes him less irritable allegedly his Venus is in Taurus soooooo this bitch is NEEDY and bratty

Literally “Needy” Ariana Grande, 2018

He’ll be like “stop fucking whining, I don’t like Toga”

Silence

Whatever, not his problem. He’s not about to fall to his knees and beg for forgiveness? Absolutely not it’s your fault for not being able to take a joke.

That lasts for about 5 minutes before he’s scratching at his neck for some release.

He doesn’t like being IGNORED even though he’s fully aware he probably deserves it after toying with your emotions, he’s literally losing his mind trying to win you back.

Eventually he’s at your feet, fingers racking at his neck, eyes averted.

“Sorry….”

Overall reaction to your jealousy; isn’t the most romantic person alive, but learns to listen.

Shigaraki isn’t all about giving, but he’ll hold your hands or has you perched up over his lap while he drapes his arms languidly around your waist for everyone to see.

You’re HIS and he’s YOURS, there’s no one who could replace you.

If he’s really in the proper mood, he’ll tell you that out loud— but only if you’re alone lord forbid anyone hears him say the L-word.

Especially that beef jerky bastard Dabi oh no no.

You’ll be lazing around in his room and he’ll start in low, embarrassed mumbles because he’s not used to admitting he’s in the wrong but he’ll do it if it means you’ll forgive him completely.

“I’m sorry I was….unreasonable. You’re mine…stop being jealous.”

Short and sweet, all while nestling his face into your neck before falling asleep over you.

Shigaraki is a skinny teddy bear who just wants affection idc.

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Shouto Todoroki

Allegedly it’s canon that Shouto is clueless, and I kind of agree with that.

At first, sure, he’s a little confused, but he’s not ENTIRELY oblivious.

He notices your mood instantly, but doesn’t know what caused it.

It was during class, Momo was showering Shouto with compliments about how incredible of a person he was, nothing you haven’t heard before.

You sat a few seats in front, and turning around to interrupt that conversation wasn’t really in your best interest, especially since Mr. Aizawa just arrived and class was about to start.

Also you don’t want to look crazy?

You sit in your seat and overhear Momo yet again smother your boyfriend in all kinds of innocent compliments until—

“We should get together and review for the midterm! I have a really nice study back at home!”

Oh.

I mean what were you going to do now? Play the crazy girlfriend and keep him from seeing his friends?

But you had to admit…that kind of hurt.

You try to focus your attention back to Mr. Aizawa, try to write some notes, zoning out their conversation for your sake.

It becomes a regularity, Shouto goes over to Momo’s place to ‘study’ and all you can do is pretend to be okay with it because who were you to tell him who he could or couldn’t hang out with?

He takes notice of your growing distance, the blank look you’ll put on during lunch when Momo leaves and reminds Shouto of their after-school study session with a smile too innocent to be harmless.

You just sit there staring at your food until he gives you a slight nudge, cups your frowning face with his hands and locks you beneath those pretty eyes.

“Are you okay?”

It pained you that he didn’t GET IT, you’d show up to class looking lost and he’d offer you food or water but never reassurance.

He put you in the weirdest position because he’s concerned, but is super oblivious to the reasons why.

It’s hard to imagine Momo wanting to break apart your relationship, so it’s not adamant pursuing— if anything she’s only trying to build her friendship with Shouto.

Uraraka and Tsuyu will ask you if you’re doing okay because “you look like you haven’t been sleeping well? Why aren’t you eating your food? Are you sick?”

Every time Shouto would stop by your dorm after his study ‘date’ with Momo, you’d only give him short, cold replies.

“Cool”

“I’m glad”

“I’m just tired”

He thinks someones bothering you, and when he asks you can’t help but laugh.

“No no, no one’s bullying me or anything. They’re just….”

He’s waiting for you to tell him, holding both of your hands hoping maybe he can coax the answer out of you.

“….Clueless?”

You finally tell him what you’re feeling in the nicest way possible, and he’s feeling very very guilty.

It’s HIS fault that you’ve been feeling this way?

“Y/N I love you, no one could ever take your place. I’m sorry.”

Lots of hugs and kisses afterwards, cancels everything to make up for all the time lost.

You try reassuring him too, he’s feeling really…guilty and borderline stupid for not recognizing your emotions, it makes him feel like a bad boyfriend.

Momo is not unreasonable either, seriously— she might be crushing on half-and-half but is 100% respectful of your relationship.

Starts inviting you both plus the whole class over for study sessions.

You’ll be sitting next to each other, eventually he’ll pull you over his lap and nestle his head over your shoulder to read the notes you’re holding.

Bakugo deadass from across the room “IF YOU’RE GOING TO BE GROSS GET A FUCKING ROOM YOU SHITTY FUCKING PERVERTS!”

Kaminari is on the verge of tears he’s so jealous.

But at least it’s no longer you.

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masterlist // want to send in a request? here are the rules!

Dabi: *reading his book aloud to annoy everyone*

You: *walks in the room*

Dabi: *reading* "...I'll kill you"

You: Not if I kill myself first

Dabi: ...

Dabi: Y/N no

hmm

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Hitoshi Shinsou x Neko?Reader

Summary: Shinsou’s crush is tricked into eating something that turns her into a half-cat half-human

A/N: If you know where I got this idea and picture, we have to talk. So I was supposed to post this 2 days ago and I thought I did but I found it on my drafts and checked my acc and it wasn’t posted

Qurik: Not specified

Genre/Warnings: Fluff, cursing, lack of Bakugou

WC: 1,346

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It was a Wednesday when the group started scheming. The Bakusquad had been trying to help you and Shinsou get together, as pushy supportive friends do. You weren’t really part of their squad, you hung out with the casually and did so with the Dekusquad, and with everyone else. You were more of a social butterfly, spending time with anyone you felt like. 

Which is why you befriended Shinsou. You lost your way one day looking for the teacher’s lounge to give papers to your advisor, Aizawa. You went to the first person seemingly heading to the same direction as you and asked them for help. He was the guy. He questioned you if you knew who he was, assuming you knew he had a brainwash quirk. You said no, you were to busy preparing for your battle to watch his and Deku’s. 

You and he got close, everyone cheered him on but no one could lie that they were completely comfortable with him, and he could tell. You, on the other hand and quite a few people in Class A, were not afraid of him whatsoever. 

Even so, you were the kindest person he met. You would actually go out of your way to find him to eat lunch together, you would invite him to hangouts, often you being the one he stays with a lot during those. You were also pretty. Very pretty. You had received confessions before from other guys but turned them down. You were holding out for someone, you didn’t know who, but it was fairly obvious to everyone all around.

Everyone could tell you were in love with Shinsou, except for you and him, obviously, and they made it their mission to get you two together. You didn’t know why you were in love with him, I mean, you didn’t know you were in love with him, but still. Maybe it was his kindness towards you, reflecting yours to him, or maybe it was the general way he treated you. His comfort when you’re going through a rough time, or how much he radiated safety, you loved to be around him. You also trusted him with your life, he has never used his quirk on you without permission and when he did it was always jokingly to steal your snacks. It was never a big deal. 

He loved you for the same things. You were one of the first people he met who trusted them fully. You two got along really well, only having fights when t’s about each others health or grades. You two were protective of each other as well, he often got jealous of all the men confessing to you and you would scold him if he slept too late. He found it endearing because it showed how much you cared for him.

Anyway, this Wednesday your friends were plotting a scheme. There was a new product being sold in a bakery exclusive to Musutafu, it was a quirk-infused cookie that could temporarily make you part-human, part-animal. It came with a wavier that you have to sign and it would last 12 hours. There are cookies to make you part dog, cat, bunny, and even panda. It was also pretty expensive, it cost the same as a pack of cookies but instead it was only a small square cookie. 

Yaoyorozu was the one who bought it as a favor to Ashido and she and Kirishima planned it and asked the group to go along with the plan. They explained that they would invite you on a hangout and you would obviously bring Shinsou with you and they would make an excuse for you to eat the cookie and you would turn into a cat. 

“Wait why a cat?” Kaminari asked

“CUZ! Shinsou likes cats and we’ll force him to take care of Y/N” Ashido explained

“How do you know he likes cats?” Kaminari asked, not paying attention to anything

“Y/N talks about him all the time” Yaoyorozu sighed, “Anyway, this should be enough for a cookie” she said, handing them bills from her wallet

They all thanked her with a promise of telling her how it goes before leaving and perfecting their plan.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Saturday eventually rolled around, you got Shinsou to join you and the group and you all were on a train to wherever the next stop is. You sat next to Shinsou, him not as familiar with this group of people as he is with Midoriya’s. He looked over your shoulder as you scrolled through Twitter, looking at the shit that was on your feed. You both snickered whenever you saw something funny, only fueling the determination your group had to set you two up.

The train stopped moving at one point and both of you had gotten up. You held his wrist, not to letting him stray away as he did once before, and guided him to the exit. You all left the train station and went to the closest cluster of food stalls and vendors, hoping to find food and stuff to look at or even waste money on. 

You and Shinsou walked together ahead due to your constant pulling. You went to every stall, guided by the smell, and looked at other cute stuff to buy, dragging Shinsou along with you. The group behind you went to enact the scheme, knowing how Shinsou’s eyes were glued to you as you moved about, cheerful and full of energy contradicting the tired demeanor you held toward the end of the weekdays. He looked at you with so much adoration his eyes could turn into hearts. 

When you had the idea to go look for a restaurant to have lunch in, you had lead the group to a space with less people, stopping at the front of a sushi place. Ashido had pulled the cookie wrapped in plastic out of her bag, before jogging lightly to catch up to you. 

“Hey Y/N, I saw this as a free sample and I thought you missed it, do you want it?” she asked

She knew you loved getting free samples, because of course you do. You thanked her and unwrapped the cute cookie. It was a small square with a cute cat design on it. You immediately stuffed it in your mouth, wondering why the group was just standing around. The cookie tasted strange, it was sweet like a normal sugar cookie with the royal frosting on top but there was an underlying bitter and somewhat fishy taste.

Before you could ask you felt something weird, you felt your ears shift and you’re hearing had sharpened, your vision had changed too, it was weird. Some shadows had become lighter, as if they weren’t there, and reds looked more like greens as purples had dulled to blues. An unknown weight was felt in your lower back as you felt something on your body. Nothing was on your legs or arms so you didn’t know where your new limb was. 

You were gonna ask what the hell they gave you before your hands started to tingle. Your wide eyes went to your hands, they had fur all over and contorted to be smaller and... cuter. They were paws. Oh shit. Finally you felt the same tingling sensation on each side above your lips, knowing that these were probably whiskers.

“THE FUCK” you exclaimed

Your group was all excited though, “Woah, it worked!” and “I haven’t seen that” was tossed around

Your eyes went to Shinsou’s, who was also as shocked as you were, “Did you know about this?” 

“No, what the hell happened to you?”

“She turned into a cat!” Ashido said excitedly

“The fuck did you give me?” you said in a normal volume not liking the loud sound

“It was a cookie that made you into a cat-person! It lasts 12 hours!” Sero explained

“12 hours? I’m screwed” you said

“Oh yeah and you should start acting like a cat soon too” Kaminari added

You exhaled exasperatedly and looked at them with tired but mad eyes, “Ugh let’s just eat our lunch before any of that happens” 

You walked inside and got a booth next to the window, you sat next to Shinsou a little closer than needed with a gap that separated you and Kaminari. Shinsou sat next to the window, the quietest option available, with Ashido in front of him, Sero, Kirishima and Bakugou next to her in that order. 

Your sense of smell had actually gotten stronger and you could sniff out the scent of Shinsou’s cologne, which is probably why you sat so close to him. He didn’t complain though, he was enjoying the lack of space between you two, deciding to not let the opportunity slide, he just let it happen. He loved being this close to you anyway, he liked seeing the twitch of your nose and the small smile that played on your lips. 

The moment was cut short by the waiter coming to take your order, Shinsou was too busy staring at you and you were too busy sniffing him (not in a weird way), so you had just fumbled and ordered the first item you saw on the menu. It was salmon sashimi, nothing you hadn’t tasted before so you wouldn’t have to worry about not liking it. Shinsou ordered the same thing, slightly panicked and unprepared.

You had turned to Shinsou, talking about the stupid things these guys do including turning you into a neko. He had, in turn, complimented the soft paws, admitting they were cure and pressing lightly on the soft pads that had triggered the claws and caused them to pop up. You did admit it was kinda cool, you could hear better and your senses were hightened. In exchange the color’s were a little weird and your pants had to be pushed down to let the tail out.

The light chatter continued until the food came and only then did you realize the problem. You tried to pick up your chopsticks but it took both of your paws to keep them from falling, and even so, you couldn’t manipulate it to pick up food. Everyone had noticed but no one wanted to help you, “Hey can someone help?” you asked, annoyed

Everyone just looked down at their food and at each other, making it known that they were ignoring you. You huffed, trying again to pick up the pair of chopsticks, but before one could fall from your paws Shinsou had gotten them from you, using their to bring a piece of salmon to you lips. You muttered a ‘thank you’ as someone finally decided to help and let him feed you, taking the piece into your mouth. 

He placed your chopsticks down using his own to eat his food. It wasn’t until you had asked him to feed you again did he comply, putting a piece to your mouth, not noticing how Ashido had snapped a picture of you. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You and your group were back on the train, it was almost empty except for the seven of you. The time spent on the outing had been cut short due to your angered demand to go back to the dorms. You sat next to Shinsou, the rest of the group across from you because you were mad at them. You had latched onto his arm all day out of instinct and you enjoyed it, tail going side to side, despite being infuriated with you other friends.

He kept touching your whiskers curiously, coming back to tickle them even as you swatted his hands away. Your nose twitched in annoyance as his fingertips came in contact with the sensitive whiskers again, you sighed, “Stop” you whined. 

“I thought you liked that,” he said, confused, “I’m tryng to cheer you up ‘cuz you’ve been grumpy”

“It tickles then it becomes itchy,” you explained, leaning your head on him and rubbing against it, both a comforting feeling and a slightly possessive one, as you felt the need to mark him with your scent

“Hmm,” he put a finger on hid chin, thinking of how to turn your upset mood around, “lie down”

You didn’t know why he would ask this off you, but still you complied. You lay your head on his lap, hyper aware of your friends’ eyes on you but paying no mind to it nonetheless. Shinsou held an obnoxiously long hoodie string over your head, you squinting for a second before getting the urge to disturb its still state.

You hit it with your paw making it swing. The momentum was too steady and slow for you so you hit it again, and again, and again, not letting it return to its resting form. Shinsou eyes you, pupils like thin slits as you glared at the string, toying with it adorably. The others watched bemusedly at your battle with the long hoodie string and this time, you couldn’t notice them at all.

It wasn’t until you heard Shinsou’s chuckle did your attention turn away from the dangling target. You looked at him, bewildered at your own actions. You then realized you were acting like a cat, your attitude and urges similar to theirs. You sat back up, glaring at the floor, “Damn, I am a cat now.” You looked back at your friends “How long did you say this lasts?”

“Twelve hours” Shinsou replied from beside you. 

You groaned, “Is there something else I can eat to reverse this?”

Ashido looked slightly guilty, she thought you would enjoy this more and to think she made you upset made her upset. “Why do you hate t anyway? It’s not thta bad. It’s actually pretty cute” she chirped, “other than the fact you’re more territorial now”

“Am not!” you snapped

“Yes you are! You won’t let anyone get near Shinsou!” Kaminari objected

“That is not true!” you said back

Ashido sauntered over to you and Shinsou “If it’s not then you wouldn’t mind if I claim this, would you” she tilted Shinsou’s head up and leaned in close

“What are you doing?” Shinsou whispered, a scowl on his face

You looked at them, mortified. Ashido noticed the change in your expression and her eyes widened. With her reflexes, she instantly moved back to doge your claws, barely, as you were able to slice of a few strands of hair. Your growling had effectively made her back off as you straddled Shinsou’s lap, closing your eyes with a slight frown and crashed your lips onto his. 

Ignoring his yelp as you pulled him closer, kissing him harder. He eventually wrapped his arms around you as you grinned at your new claim. Once you pulled away you buried your face in the crook of his neck, rubbing your scent glands around his, making a silent promise, ‘You’re mine’