INEVITABLE

When Izuku goes off on multiple tangents (but Todoroki never minds)

Deku gets hit by a quirk and temporarily becomes a dog ! 

+ pomeranian bakugou cause the size difference is funny to me

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Bakugo just loving and squeezing the chubby reader. Story is reader is being insecure also they're very shy just wondering why he didn't go for a girl with spunk. So to prove her wrong he was rough with them but now he's all soft and giving the best aftercare. Kisses, rubbing ointment to soothe the sting they got cause he actived his quirk a bit when slapping their butt and giving them food and water after. Just a lot of you did so good's and you're perfect remember that. Nuzzling and kissing every roll, bruises and bite he put too. We just need soft Bakugo 🥺💗

soft bk you ask, soft bk you get ☺️

bakugou is widely know for his big temper and horrible attitude towards others, so when your friends constantly question you about if he’s hurting you or putting you last, you get quiet. and they get worse, promising to beat him up if he left you somewhere, or made an offhand comment about your weight or insecurities, but you’re still quiet.

stuck in your memories.

you remember how he reacted to you asking if you’re what he really wanted. saying, “why me, kat. i’m not much,” he growled in your face about this, that, and the third, about how he wanted you, so so bad, he’d do anything to stay by your side.

how he loved the comfortable silence you’d let hang between you on a rainy day. how he loves the way you’d walk to him, hands clasped in front of you, and how it takes all of his willpower not to eat you up. or the way you’d make little treats for him and leave them at his elbow, not interrupting his work in the slightest. how he wanted you to interrupt him so he could kiss you silly and squeeze the life out of you.

“all of the times you’ve put up with me? i think you’ve got it wrong baby bear.” he kissed you so deep it pulled your breath away, left you hanging in the air, your only anchor being katsuki himself, and his grip on you was equally as tight. “i’ll show you why i love you baby, you gonna let me?” he sighed as he broke away, chest heaving and eyes searching your face. “or you gonna be an idiot and live in that head of yours?”

that night, he truly put you through the ringer. you felt so stuffed, you couldn’t even breath too deep without cum leaking out, not to mention the dried cum on your face from him facefucking you. he was sure to bite every part of you, down to your little toes. and if he used his quirk a little in that last spank, you’re welcome for the memories.

but when you two were done, he looked at your tearstained face and sighed. “hey, you okay baby?” he was already repositioning you two to where he could have you lay atop him. he enjoyed the feeling of your soft body against his, and would drag you atop him every time you were tired out. “fuck, my little one was perfect as always.”

he startled when he felt tears on his chest, “hah? fuck’s wrong?” when your arms curled under him and you pressed to him tighter, it left him breathless. he rubbed his hands up and down you back a little harder.

it was the aftercare you remember so vividly. the way he handled you like china, making sure you drank water and ate a hard candy. swatting at you when you tried to stand, reminding you that if you could walk, you clearly needed a few more rounds. either way, if he wasn’t there, you would’ve definitely busted your ass.

you remembered his laugh when you pouted at him until he drank something also, and his subsequent suppressed smile when you clapped for him. he was trying not to laugh at you, your situational awareness sucked for a while, you were literally pouting on the toilet.

he still wouldn’t trade you for the world.

the big shower in your bathroom was perfect for you both, and if memory serves well, kat can handle the scorching temperatures of your shower water. and if he couldn’t, why didn’t he say anything? he rubbed you down with a soapy cloth, being sure to keep a light, steady pressure so he wouldn’t pain any of your little marks, kissing over them if he saw you jump even the slightest. he hummed at you lowly when you tried to return the favor, instead asking you to shampoo and condition his hair.

you remember him bringing you out and laying you on the bed, a “gotta check you over,” falling from his lips. and once again, every bruise and mark found was treated with a soft touch and ghost of lips. laving you in shea butter, he went in with burn cream after for your tush. if he joked that this can be your engagement ring for the future, maybe you flicked his forehead, maybe you didn’t.

when he finished up with your feet, he tugged comfy undies up your legs, asking if you wanted his shirt to sleep in. you remember him pausing and looking over his shoulder at you. you don’t remember what you said or did to earn that look, but you do remember when happened after.

kisses. you were smothered in kisses. and with every kiss there was a little remark ranging from, “you still don’t understand how perfect you are,” hummed on your shoulder, to, “you see this? yeah, these are stretch marks on my beautiful baby,” vibrating on your thighs.

every bite he left was covered in a kiss and a sweet remark from the man who would only let himself be soft around you.

“look at me, hey!- at me, not gonna tell you again,” he rasped, grasping your soft cheeks between his big hand forcing your eyes to his, “i don’t care whatever the fuck you think about yourself, you’re mine, and it’s gonna stay like that. get over it.”

“but kat-.”

“but nothing,” he cut you off, “no baby of mine is gonna be sad and mopey. now, come here.” he pulled you into a tight hug, digging fingers into your cellulite and rolls. he nosed your bonnet aside, kissing your ear and grumbling, “love you, got it?”

you breathed deeply for a second, keeping tears at bay, “got it, love you, so much, kat,” you remember burying your face into his shoulder, letting out a wet giggle when he whispered, “i fuckin know.” you’ll never tell him, but you know the water on your shoulder wasn’t from wet hair.

yeah, you remember every second of that night, how he kept his arms around you all night. heeded your need to be closer to him by sticking his tired soft, cock into you, shushing you when you cried out, saying, “sleep dumbass, ’s no other way i could get ‘closer’.” to his gasps when he woke with you bouncing on him softly, broken words of, “you got ha- unhhh- and i wanted to hel- mhm! ‘suki!!”

he called you, “the prettiest thing to wake to,” before squashing your face into the bed and bucking into you wildly. you remember being out of commission the rest of the day and your wonderful man being at your beck and call, even if he said ‘no’ to everything you asked for while bringing it to you.

you were still quiet after the brunch you just finished with your girls, them still promising death and pain to bakugou, and that’s when he came in, looking for you. “c’mon dumbass, we got shit to do today,” he came behind you, picking up your bags and helping you from your seat.

“thank you, honey,” you quietly mumbled, grabbing his hand and taking your purse from him when you stood. he fixed your necklace, fingertips kissing your skin. he huffed seeing your gold ‘dymamight’ chain, along with the one he gave you weeks ago, both of your birth stones.

“gimmie the check,” he grumbled, snatching it away with a soft brush on your wrist and leading you to the front so he can pay.

“oh, one second,” he looked at you and huffed, “meet me at the front,” leaving his lips, and continuing the journey to pay your check.

you turned back to the subdued table of your friends, all looking away or fiddling with straws. “thank you guys, but, i’m fine,” you smiled, bidding them goodbye until next time, and walking to the exit.

katsuki was waiting for you, big arms crossed and playing around with his phone. you laid a gentle palm to his forearm, snorting when he jumped. “cut it out asshole,” he grumbled, opening the door for you, gentle hand on your lower back.

the last thing your friends saw from their window seat was katsuki kissing your fingers and tucking them into the crook of his arm, smirking softly when you hugged closer to him, hiding your eyes. they saw his lips move, and when you laughed and shook your head, your own lips curving around words quickly, they came to a consensus.

maybe you were fine.

and you were if your memories served you right.

With the full moon

Chapter 1

Wolf Katsuki x fem! Reader

Warnings: swearing ('cause it's Katsuki. We all know)

That day was a bit cloudy but still warm, at the pet shop the silence reigned except for a light whistle and some birds chirps.

Y/N was taking care of that oversize red dog her boss brought back a week ago.

She never saw injuries that deep on an animal before. And she wasn't new to this job.

She refilled the empty bowls with water and food, petting the soft red fur lovingly. The dog wasn't able to get on his feet yet and that hit her heart badly, it's a saddening view seeing an animal beaten up by the people who were supposed to defend them. Even though you don't have any types of bond with them.

"There you go, boy. Eat slowly this time" she said, raising up and patting her apron to remove the dust. The floor really needed some cleaning.

"I'll be back later with your medicine, until then enjoy your meal!" Y/N said cheerfully, smiling when the dog wagged his tail in response.

She closed the door behind her and sighed loudly, another day of hard work was about to start.

Y/N loved her job, despite dealing 50% of the time with dumbasses who didn't even know how to take care of an animal. She knew that adopting an animal was a huge responsibility, but sometimes she thought some people weren't ready for that responsibility.

"A dime for your thoughts" said Tsuyo carrying boxes full of stuff "Just thinking if that crackhead will actually come back" she half lied, memories of yesterday flowing into her mind, making her nose scrunch in disgust "I get it. He didn't seem too friendly" Tsuyo stated simply "Looks more dangerous than those other guys for the animal rights too. Better keep our eyes open" Y/N added.

"Wouldn't be a problem I guess. Today is pretty chill" Tsuyo said opening the boxes with a cutter "I don't get my hopes up. I still waiting for the annoying customer to waltz through the door and ruin the mood" Y/N joked pointing the door. In that moment a woman with a withe fur bigger than her own body and black sunglasses walked in the shop, her heels clicked on the floor with every step.

Tsuyo gave Y/N a glance with a hint of surprise "Lupus in fabula…" she muttered and walked to the woman, plastering her best smile.

"Hello ma'am, how can I help you?" the woman removed her sunglasses enough to look at the person in front of her. "You work here?" she asked scanning the girl with diffidence. I wear the store logo and a name tag, can't you tell? "Yes ma'am. Is there something I can help you with?" the woman's eyes glistened like the girl in front of her was the reincarnation of an angel. "Yes. My little sweetheart started acting weird and I don't know what happened" she explained in a dramatic tone like her pet was 'bout to die at any second.

The over apprehensive mother that treats her pet like a child. A classic.

"Could you follow me so I can check on her?" the woman followed her, high heels clicked on the floor with a steady rhythm. To the other side of the shop were a metallic table covered by a curtain with a medical azure color, to the side of the table medicines, syringes and other medical tools were placed with methodical order.

"Could you please let me see your pet ma'am?" Y/N asked with politeness; the woman scrunched her nose slightly, probably in disgust, at the sight of the plain metal table. Under her oversized fur coat she tugged a small withe purse (a very expensive one, to clarify), as soon as she opened it a maroon head with big doe eyes came out reluctantly trembling in, what you thought was, fear.

"Don't worry sweetheart, this nice young lady is going to help you and you'll be okay soon" she cooed way too sweetly at the chihuahua in her purse, petting her trembling head with a perfectly manicured finger "Right?" she asked coldly looking back at Y/N from her black sunglasses.

She maneuvered toward the table and the woman placed her pet on the table with grace. "When she started acting weird?" she asked, listening to the little dog heartbeat with a stethoscope. "I don't know. This morning was energetic as usual: we went for a walk, then to the groomer and then we went for some shopping. You know, the annual dog contest is behind the corner and I want my little sweetie to be in perfect shape" she explained, Y/N caught the hint of vanity in her last sentence.

She's a dog, not a toy to show around.

"Did she ate something out of the ordinary?" the woman's face scrunched completely in a grimace "Of course not! I control personally her diet and I can assure you she didn't eat anything weird" replied the woman with outrage.

Pretty sure dogs shouldn't eat foie gras as a base aliment. Y/N though once she smelled the dog breath.

The bell on top of the door jingled, signaling someone had entered the shop. The little dog's ears perked up immediately and jumped off the table, running down the aisles. The woman opened her mouth in a silent scream and she runned after her pet as fast as her high heels let her, Y/N right behind her.

The chihuahua acute barks echoed in the shop, when they reached the dog she was barking at a very familiar figure.

Oh, God, please. Not him.

The angry blonde of yesterday was starting down at the smaller dog with pricing red eyes, almost like he was about to squash it under his foot. "Scram away, you little rat!" he sneered and the small dog, who ran back to her owner with her tail between her legs, whining. The woman's mouth opened but no sound came from her, Y/N knew way too well that behind those sunglasses anger was 'bout to explode.

"How dare you treat her like that!" she hissed at the blonde, he raised a brow unimpressed "She's delicate, you should treat her with some respect!" the blonde clicked his tongue annoyed "If your damn house pet can't defend themselves it's their fucking problem, not mine"

"What a shameful language" the woman gasped loudly, the blonde rolled his eyes and kept going "It's a damn dog. It should stay free and not in a damn plastic bag like a toy. I would rather suicide myself instead of being held by a bitch like you"

"You kiss your mother with that mouth, young man?!"

"How 'bout you kiss my ass, goddamn bitch!"

Y/N stepped between the two, holding her hands up as a stop sign, her fingers brushed slightly against the blond shirt feeling the hard muscles underneath. "Sir, I have to ask you to wait outside" she turned her head to the woman, simulating a smile "Ma'am, your pet has nothing out of the ordinary. She's just stressed" the woman looked at her with slight relief "Really?" Y/N hummed in response "Let her rest for a day and tomorrow she'll be alright"

"Thank you very much, darling. Glad to see there's still someone with respect for others" Y/N was surprised about her abruptly change of mood, ignoring her sarcastic dig to the blonde, who in the meantime was staring outside the glassy door, glaring to be honest.

The woman cooed at her dog with a lovey dovey tone and paid for the visit, when Y/N saw her walk away, chin up like a noble woman she thought she was, she noticed the blonde was gone; probably got annoyed and walked away or maybe he hidden in the blind corner of the entrance waiting for that annoying woman to go away before coming back inside, but he wasn't.

Y/N remembered she had to give the red wolf his medicine, she grabbed little bottle with a yellowish liquid and a syringe, going to the back room when she heard someone screaming from the other side and a metallic sound. She opened the door quietly seeing the blonde crouched in front of the dog's cage while he struggled with the lock, Y/N walked quietly as a cat facing the blonde's back.

"You never learn, do you?"

My 1,000+ year old himbo BNHA OC :)

Some info about him:

Name: Aikawa (last) Takeo (first) - 相川　武夫

Name meaning: mutually(last) brave warrior (first)

Age: 16 (past) 1016 (present)

Birthday: October 21

Gender: Male

Personality: kind, optimistic, persistent, charming, friendly (think abt Captain America)

Species: Elf

Height; 6’8 (203 cm )

Occupation: Magician Knight (Past), Hero-in-training (Present)

Elemental power: Fire (from symbol), Earth (from species)

Summons:

Tomatsu (defender and eldest son) : Attacker/Tank, Teleporter, Demon Wolf

Tomomi (Wisdom and Good Truth): Information gatherer, Demon Crow

Reiki (Healer): healer, mother figure, Demon Panther

Symbols: The Blue Dragon (shown as the Eye of The Dragon jewel and black/grey fabric)

Past: Being an orphan from a young age, he was practically raised in an orphanage- unloved, bullied, and outcasted for being able to befriend demons (that haven’t gone insane). This caused him to want to fight for those who couldn’t fight for themselves- people and demons alike (that deserved protecting of course). He practiced to be able to pass the test to get into the well known Knight Academy. After getting accepted to the academy, they were tested for what sort of occupation they could go into (Healer, Knight, Magician, Tank, Priest), as well as the elemental power. He was shown to be the rare combination of a Knight-Magician, but in his test for power, he was shown to be a demon summoner. From that day on, he was outcasted once more from the stereotypes that followed demon summoners- evil beings that had the ability to kill anyone they wanted. His summons, Tomomi, Tomatsu, and Reiki, practically raised him and loved him throughout his schooling. He graduated the top of his class, and grew to be a legendary Knight, smashing the evil stereotype that followed his demon-summoning abilities. Although not everyone truly felt safe around his demons, there were those who felt enlightened to the two types of demons that do exist: those who lost their sanity to follow the evil demon king, and those who did not fall and stayed true to their nature- who went into hiding since they were normally at risk from both humans and demons. He eventually grew so popular that the king of the country invited him to be his own personal Knight- an honor in itself. But, when he found out the King’s plans to allow the country to fall to demon rule with the promise of vast wealth and prosperity, he tried to warn the people. Before he could, the King’s Priests sealed him and his demons in a shrine for 1000 years, where he was awakened by the USJ attack.

I will be posting a reference of him later but I hope you like him :)

Also he plans to have a harem since, yes, he is gay so why not haha

So I just watched the fnaf movie

guess who accidentally came out to their mom

she didn’t know what pansexual was 

so i explained it to her

and she said ‘what sort of nonsense is that’

and thats why I didn’t want to come out till I graduated

RAAAA

What would Aizawa smell like???

My friend tells me he thinks Shouta would be stinky and thus Shinso would be stinky

BUT I BELIEVE SHINSO IS NOT STINKY BOI AND SMELLS LIKE LAVENDAR AND CLEAN LINEN

WHAT DO YAL THINK SHOUTA WOULD SMELL LIKE

half of Americans not even knowing more Palestinians than Israelis have died by now is one of those facts that's going to haunt me until I die