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[candy-hime]

thinking about crown prince!katsuki.

tw: noncon-to-dubcon, knifeplay, degradation, bakugou rocks your shit after you try to assassinate him😬✌️

prince!bakugou x peasant!reader/2k words

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Tonight, the crown prince will die by your hand.

Sneaking into the castle is easy. The prince has spent the last few years out in the old country, expanding his family’s regime by conquering centuries-old kingdoms and imposing trade deals on powerless towns.

On his last birthday, however, his parents demanded he come home to find a wife. The wilderness wasn’t exactly a prime area to find a delicate, dainty little bride.

So ever since Prince Katsuki’s return, the palace has been bustling with evening balls and lakeside picnics, dazzling debutantes draped in mulberry silk gowns shuffling in and out of the gates. You couldn’t afford their ostentatious wardrobes in a million years- and there wasn’t exactly a need for satin gloves when you were grubbing for roots outside your family’s apothecary.

Good thing the countess you robbed last night had plenty of dresses.

It’s easy giggling along like a silly noblewoman, flying under the radar like another insignificant suitor. And when the time strikes 2 AM, you make your move.

Your feet don’t make a sound as you pad through the castle, nimbly cloaking yourself in the shadows to hide yourself from patrolling guards. Katsuki’s bodyguards barely make a thud! as their bodies hit the ground.

There’s no telling how long they’ll be knocked out for- it could either be twenty minutes or two hours. you need to act fast.

His bedroom is dead silent; not even the tick-tick! of a clock reverberates through the room. The only thing you can make out in the moonlight is the heaviness of cascading velvet curtains, feathery Moroccan carpeting tickling your bare feet.

You grip the hilt of your knife and stalk towards the bed.

Kill him, your mind urges as you hover against his unconscious figure. His features are relaxed and his expression peaceful as he steadily breathes with sleep. Duchess Mina was right- he does have a pretty face- and when he’s lying here like this, he looks so much like a boy barely older than you.

Your palms are clammy. Murder should be easy; this is a man who ripped so much you loved away from you. So why- why- are you waiting?

All these thoughts running through your mind cause your body to hesitate for one singular moment.

And that’s all Katsuki needs to yank you down to his bed, pin you down and wrench away your knife.

You only see a flash of his crimson eyes until he’s holding you by the tip of your own blade. A strangled cry tears from your throat; you’re trapped underneath his heavy body, his bare torso hovering over your chest.

“Well, well,” the prince murmurs in his deep, coarse baritone. One of his hands is clasping your wrists above your head, while the other traces the knife around the delicate skin of your neck. “Knew today was shitty, but didn’t think it was bad enough to warrant one of my suitors tryina’ kill me.”

“Go rot in hell, you bastard,” you hiss.

“Yeah? And why’s that?”

“You- you destroyed my city. Ever since you took over, you’ve reduced so many families to ruins. The platinum mines are nearly gone and we’ll have nothing.”

“Ah.” In the faint white moonlight, you can see Katsuki’s lip curl. “Platinum mines. You’re from Morioka, aren’tcha.”

You sneer. “I’m surprised you still remember the name. You’ve been colonizing so many places that i thought you’d have forgotten about the first city you captured.”

“Captured? I made a trade agreement with your leaders. Really, you should blame them for growin’ rich while the rest of you suffered.”

“You coerced them into signing it! Our river’s almost run up, our neighbors have been bankrupted- and it’s your fault.”

“Ha!” Katsuki closes the distance between you two even more; his face is only a breath away from yours. You can smell the earthy pine of his scent, the firmness of his muscles against your body.

A shiver runs down your spine. This is a being of pure power. Being so close to him almost feels intoxicating. He could crush you in the palm of his hand if he so desired.

“If you wanted to avenge your city so badly, then why didn’tcha kill me?” He pushes the flat blade of your knife harder against your throat. “You could’ve done it. So why did’ja you hesitate? Why’re you tremblin’ like a baby under me?”

You’re paralyzed under the cruelty of his gaze. His leer grows wider as he reads your obvious fear.

“You wanna know why?” the prince whispers. “It’s because there are two types of people in this world.”

He slowly trails the blade down your sternum.

“Those who can kill,” he murmurs, “and those who can’t.”

With a violent yank of his hand, he’s sliced your satin nightgown open, exposing your bare breasts. You gasp in shock, writhing around in his unrelenting grip.

“Fuckin’ christ,” Katsuki swears, utterly transfixed by your body. He pushes aside the torn fabric with the knife so he can see more of your body. You’re squirming, trying to escape, but every time you move it simply causes your breasts to bounce underneath him.

His smirk widens at the sight.

“W-What are you doing?” you stammer, trying to hide the shakiness of your voice.

And then suddenly, your hands are released- only for you to be yanked over onto your stomach by your hair. You fall face-first into… something hard, cushioned underneath a soft pile of fabric.

When you realize what it is, you inhale sharply, filling your nose with his musky scent.

“Yeah, that’s right,” Katsuki rasps. He pulls down his cotton trousers, causing his length to spring out against your face. Your jaw slackens.

He’s frustratingly well-endowed; even half-thickened, you’re wondering how you’re going to fully take him. There had to be a reason for all his cocky, arrogant brashness, you resentfully think, and here it is.

“Go to hell,” you growl.

Katsuki yanks your head back by your hair, his other hand pressing the knife against your throat.

“Your choice, sweetheart.”

You stare up at him, lips parted in astonishment. For a moment, you wonder if you should just let him kill you.

And once again, Katsuki takes advantage of your hesitation. He thrusts into your mouth with one swift movement, sending you choking around his cock. Your nails scrabble against his thighs as you gag around his length, tears springing to your eyes.

“If you try anythin’, I’ll slit your throat,” he utters.

When you look up at him with desperate, watery doe eyes, his gaze darkens.

In the next second he’s shoved himself deeper down, the heat of his cock pressing against the cold blade on the other side of your skin. You’re choking, sputtering for air, but he’s merciless.

“Stupid little bitch.” Katsuki’s barely giving you any time to adjust before he’s pulling out and ramming his length down your throat again. “This is what you fuckin’ deserve. Trying to take my life?”

The sloppy sounds of your saliva and tears and precum lewdly squelch through the air as Katsuki uses your mouth. You’re involuntarily swallowing around his shaft, back arched and drool dripping over your chin as you bob up and down his length. Guttural moans resound from the base of your throat; the sensation of the vibrations on his length causes his body to shudder in pleasure.

Right when the dizziness almost overcomes you, he pulls you off. Sticky strings of spit hang from his cock to your lips; the mess dribbles over your cheeks down onto the silk sheets.

“Let me ask you.” Katsuki sneers. You’re collapsed on his downy sheets, chest heaving as you struggle to regain your breath. “Did'ja really think you could kill me?”

You’re still, face buried in the blankets.

“Thought you could come to my palace and assassinate me? How stupid are you?”

Seconds tick by. Silence hangs in the air.

You can tell Katsuki’s thrown off; there’s a hesitance in his voice as he rasps, “What? Given up already? Thought you were supposed to be tough, avenge your home.”

You’re not moving. Slowly, Katsuki moves across the king bed towards you. If you didn’t know better, you’d say his grasp was almost tender as he pulls you around.

“Hey-,” he quietly says-

You leap up and slap him so hard his head snaps to the side.

He’s stunned, frozen in place; you scramble for the knife on the covers, fingers clasping around the hilt-

And then you’re slammed facedown onto the pillows with the force of a train. The wind’s completely knocked out of you- when a large, calloused hand wraps around your windpipes, it’s even more impossible to breathe.

“Evil little whore,” Katsuki snarls. He yanks your hips up in the air, tearing away your panties so your bare cunt is completely exposed. Whimpers leave your lips as he spits in your entrance and fucks it into you with his fingers, powerful muscles flexing against you. “Thought I’d be nice and that’s what I get? I should strangle you on the spot.”

Everything’s too much; you’re floating, lightheaded from your restricted oxygen flow and trembling in pleasure as Katsuki’s thick digits scissor and curl into you. You are pathetic, absolutely detestable, and he knows it, too.

“You’re already drippin’- god, how fucked in the head are you? You’re gettin’ off on this? I took over your hometown and now you’re tryina’ cum on my fingers?”

“No,” you moan as his fingers brush against spongy spots that spark stars in your vision. “I h-hate you…,”

“Yeah?” The spite in his voice slices through you. “Better put you in your fuckin’ place.”

Then Katsuki thrusts into you, your abrupt sob and his strangled groan intertwining in the air. You feel so overwhelmingly full, stretched out so completely that you can’t tell where you stop and he begins. Soft mewls fall from your lips as he steadily pushes the rest of his length into your soaking cunt, basking in the satisfying burn of his size.

“K-Kats…,” you choke out, hands clutching around a pillow. His fingers are still around your throat, but his grip loosens just the slightest.

“Shit, you’re so goddamn tight,” he breathes as he slowly pulls out, thick cock dragging around your velvety walls. “Could stay in this pussy forever- ngh…”

Garbled moans of pleasure fall from your lips as he pistons into you, your restricted airflow and his merciless thrusts causing a hazy fog to roll over your mind. Every snap of his hips brings his cock bumping into your cervix; he’s hitting the spots he discovered while fingering you, pulling you up into a cloudy haze where the only thing you know is his body against yours.

It’s embarrassing how eagerly you’re sucking him in, wet squelches echoing against the walls as he rams into your hot, sticky, needy cunt.

“Just a stupid little girl from the- shit- the countryside,” Katsuki growls. “You never stood a chance against me. All you are is- a pathetic cumdump, hah? ”

You’re fucked out, too dazed to do anything but chant his name like a prayer. Katsuki’s swearing as you tighten around him; as he gets closer to his release the harsh insults disappear, replaced by whispers of baby and gorgeous and c’mon, sweetheart, you’re bein’ so good.

The tight coil building up in your stomach is overpowering every other sensation, creeping over your shame and hatred and humiliation. Your tongue lolls against the pillow, dampening the fabric with your spit. Katsuki’s thrusts are becoming more erratic, desperate-

He pulls you back to him by your neck, so that his crimson eyes are looking straight into yours.

“Cum for your prince,” he commands, letting go of your throat.

And the tension snaps in your body. A soundless cry seizes you as you spastically arch against Katsuki’s chest, utter euphoria washing out your senses as oxygen fills your body and your orgasm washes over you.

You’re floating, spiraling up so high you can’t imagine ever getting back down. Katsuki convulses behind you as well, filling you up with his release. Warm, sticky cum fills your pussy, seeps down over your thighs and mingles with your arousal and sweat.

You’re shaking uncontrollably, vision focusing in and out. Distinctly, you feel Katsuki set you down on the bed, move beside you.

“Are you... g-going to kill me?” you faintly whisper.

A cozy softness envelops your body. As your consciousness slowly fades, you feel yourself being pulled against something warm and firm.

“Maybe in the mornin’,” a low voice murmurs. “Dumbass.”

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this was actually the first thing i posted on this blog!! i cleaned it up a bit & cut it down, but i think it holds up kind of well.

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[bakugosbratx]

NSFW 18+ No Strings Attached Pt. 2 — CEO Katsuki Bakugo x Fem! Reader

Warnings: 18+ content. Pregnancy, angst, sexual intercourse, cursing, vomit, pregnancy symptoms, etc.

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A/N: I have kept y’all waiting long enough. You wanted a part two, I must deliver. Enjoy this train wreck. I hope y’all enjoy. Also, there will be a part three if requested.

Part One

Tags: @awilddreamerwrites @peachsenpie @miriobaby @bakugousbrat @quietlegends @lil-miminini @sickchildren @milkthistletea

Things progressed as normal after that day. Any time Katsuki had a stressful week, you were called in for a personal meeting or coaching. This would always end up with you bent over his desk, his length deep inside your begging hole, and your face shoved deep into his freshly printed reports.

All was normal.

Katsuki has not cum inside you again since that day. Anytime you attempted to bring it up, he brushed it off as an “accident that will never happen again.” You are supposed to leave it at that. You felt fine, right?

You were sitting in another boring meeting that seemed to drag on for hours upon hours. Still, you held a professional face and did your best to remain present, but your stomach turned. Before you knew it, you are on the floor, vomiting into a trash can in front of Katsuki’s investors. This ticked off your boss in more ways than one.

Helping you up with a strong grip, he leads you to the restroom with you hanging onto the small white bin. His grip became softer as he sees you regurgitate your lunch into the trash some more.

“If you’re going to fucking vomit, at least have the decency to do it in private, dumbass.” Katsuki growls in his own caring way, holding the public restroom door open for you to enter inside. You ran to the nearest bathroom stall, not even giving yourself a chance to lock it behind you as you puke into the toilet bowl.

You eventually calm your stomach down, washing your mouth out with water in the sink and popping in a piece of gum to get rid of the disgusting aftertaste. Fixing yourself in the mirror, you stroll into Katsuki’s office. His chin rested on the palm of his hand, focusing on his computer until heard the office door shut behind you. His rubies trailed to your figure. Your cheeks became hot as you start to feel flustered.

“I’m so sorry—“

“Damn right you should be.” Katsuki snapped, interrupting you. “You have some nerve walking back into my office after you just embarrassed me in front of my investors.”

“I know, I know, I’m sorry.” You sighed, already feeling bad enough for what happened. Katsuki stands up and walks over to you, putting the back of his hand on your forehead to feel the temperature.

“If you felt sick, why didn’t you stay home? I give you more than enough sick time.” Katsuki grumbled.

“I felt fine this morning.” You genuinely state. Katsuki towered over your body, deciphering what he should do with you. Even though he is affiliated with you, he could also fuck you senseless right about now. You tend to have that effect on him.

“How are you feeling now?” Katsuki questioned.

“I feel okay.” You shrugged. Katsuki led your hand to the zipper of his slacks. The hardening of his large cock is felt against the palm of your hand, a devious smirk tugging at Katsuki’s soft lips as he nibbles on your earlobe.

“Think you can handle my cock down your pretty little throat?” Katsuki growls into the depths your ear.

You legs felt weak as lust took over. You did not even have time to answer as you were placed on your knees, Katsuki’s leaking tip pressed on your lips, begging for entrance. You gladly oblige, taking every inch into your mouth, happy that your boss is showing you mercy.

Katsuki propped himself with one arm against the door as you take in every bit of him. A steady rhythm that entered and exited your mouth to be repeated right after.

“Yeah, like that, baby. You feel so fucking good.” Katsuki groaned in delight, your choking noises singing little melodies to him while one hand rested in your hair.

Saliva surrounded Katsuki’s cock and dribbled down your chin. Your makeup became smeared as your body reacted to the invasion of Katsuki’s member. It wasn’t long after until he released himself into your throat, every dropped is sure to be milked by you.

Mornings became a common thing you did not seem to understand. You always awakened in a rush to go to the bathroom and regurgitate last night’s supper. Still, you power through it and arrive at work on time. There is definitely more frequent trips to the restroom, even at the worse of moments.

Katsuki had enough.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Katsuki exclaimed after you arrive back to his office from yet another toilet trip.

“What do you mean?” You questioned, unsure of what he meant.

“You’ve been acting fucking weird lately. Always vomiting and shit. It’s getting annoying. As your boss, I’m ordering you to go to the damn doctor.” Katsuki demands, his arms folded with his infamous scowl.

“I’m fine, Katsuki. Really.” You lied. He furrowed his eyebrows.

“Well, get checked out anyways. I don’t need you getting anyone else sick.”

Sighing, you knew you had no choice. You made a same day doctor’s appointment and attended to it as Katsuki requested. Running a few test, they all came back negative except for one.

“You can’t be serious.” You gasped in disbelief, not believing the blood test can be accurate.

“I am serious, Y/N. You’re pregnant.” Doctor Hyuga reassured your worse fear.

You are pregnant with the CEO’s baby.

The drive home was silent. You did not want to listen to the radio or hear about some contest. The doctors’ words were deafening enough. This wasn’t supposed to happen nor did you ever think it could.

“How am I going to tell Katsuki?” You asked aloud to yourself in the car, parking it at your apartment complex. Tears brimmed your eyes at the thought of what could happen. Katsuki has stated more than once his disinterest for children.

“They’ll just get in my damn way.” He would always say when the question ever arises. You always brushed it off because he has always been so careful. You both have yet you are in your apartment, sitting on the sofa, looking at the positive test on your doctor summary chart.

You lost track of time on how long you have been sitting in the same spot, not moving a single centimeter since you plopped down. You know you need to remain well nourished for the sake of the fetus, but you are honestly not ready for kids. You know Katsuki isn’t either. Still, you forced yourself to have a balanced meal and a refreshing glass of water before getting ready for slumber.

You did your best to avoid Katsuki at all cost. You always tend to linger around his space just like he wanted you to, but you locked yourself into your office, trying to put your mind anywhere else. Katsuki did notice it, but the man is quite busy, so he did not address it right away. You still always showed up for the frequent dick appointments so he figured everything is fine. You made sure to keep conversation to a minimum, though. Something else Katsuki found strange since you loved to talk his ear off. He is not a man of many words, but he is a good listener and enjoyed your voice filling up the vacant space.

The weekend have finally arrived. You are lounging on the couch, sweat pants and a t-shirt is your fashion choice of the day, while you catch up on your television shows. A hard knock on the door surprises you, but you race to go get it, hoping it’s your to-go order waiting.

“Coming!” You called, grabbing the cash off the dining table and jogging to the door. Opening the front door wide, your heart begins to race.

“K-Katsuki?” You stammered, surprised at his appearance. He has never showed up to your place before. You two tend to only see and have conversations at work so this is definitely not what you are expecting.

“We need to talk.” Katsuki sternly states, welcoming himself in. You are slightly embarrassed since you were not expecting company. Your place is not nearly cleaned up to standard nor did you ever want Katsuki to know you live in this specific apartment complex.

“Hey, you can’t just barge in. Besides,” you close and lock the door with a sigh, turning to face Katsuki, “how do you know where I live?”

“Your file, dumbass.” Katsuki shrugs, examining your place. You begin fidgeting with your hands in nervousness.

“Well, excuse the mess. I wasn’t expecting company.” You admit, scratching the back of your neck awkwardly.

“I can tell, but that’s not what I’m here for.” Katsuki revealed, folding his arms and sternly gazing at you. Your limbs slightly quivered under the intense gaze.

“T-Then what are you here for?” You dare to inquire, growing more anxious by each passing moment.

“Why have you been acting so damn weird? Ever since the doctors appointment you have been acting strange. I want to know what they said.”

“Oh,” you laugh nervously. “That. Yeah, I just been,” you paused to find the right word, “busy.”

“Busy?” Katsuki mocked, not fond of how bad of a liar you are. “Cut the crap, Y/N. I want to know what happened and I want to know right now.”

“It’s nothing, Katsuki!” You swore, a little too defensive for your own good, but Katsuki isn’t buying it as his eyebrows knit together. The veins in his forehead became more present as the short tempered man is getting more frustrated.

“Fine, since you don’t have the balls to fucking tell me. I’ll find out my damn self.” Katsuki barked, beginning to search your apartment. You immediately attempt to stop him with no avail.

“Katsuki, stop!” You pleaded, but it was no use. His eyes scanned everywhere until he found your summary papers laying on the dinning table. Your heart raced as he went over the documents, the house feeling silent as you wait for him to get to the next page.

You stood back in fear, waiting for the worse. With a single flip of the paper, Katsuki saw it. His heartbeat stopping like yours when you found out the news. Time sat still as you waited for Katsuki’s reaction. You are expecting the worse case scenario and honestly, he is too.

“You’re pregnant.” Katsuki disclosed after some time went by. You nodded, his back still facing you.

“Yes,” you gulped with a shiver, “I am.”

“And why didn’t you tell me?” Katsuki seethed, the documents in his grip getting crumbled due to his anger.

“I-I was going to, I j-just—“

“You just what, Y/N? Spit it out.” Katsuki fumed in impatience, turning to face you. Tears already streamed down your cheeks as you looked down in shame.

“I was scared you would be mad at me!” You exclaimed, breaking down in more tears. You have not told anyone about your pregnancy. You are still accepting it yourself.

“Be mad at you?” Katsuki scornfully chuckled. “I’m fucking pissed. We agreed this shit wasn’t supposed to happened!”

“Don’t you think I know that, Katsuki?” You shot back.

“Obviously not since you’re fucking pregnant!”

Silence fell over you two as you began to sob. Katsuki is too busy attempting to calm down as he paces, grabbing the bridge of his nose, making snide remarks under his breath. He does know this is his fault as well, but in the heat of the moment, Katsuki cannot help but blame you.

“How do I know it’s mine?” Katsuki finally speaks, still not as calm as you both would prefer. You gaze up at him.

“Huh?”

“How do I know it’s mine and not fucking Deku’s?” Katsuki repeats through gritted teeth, the thought creating more friction between you two.

“I only had sex with Izuku once and he never came in me. Only you have.” You explained, sniveling at the fact Katsuki would even think that way.

“I don’t believe you.” Katsuki grumbles, heading towards the door.

“Wait!” You cried in panic, trying to get the bulk man to stop. He slapped your hand away when you attempted to touch him.

“Don’t you dare touch me!” Katsuki bellowed. You take a few steps back, tears still gushing from your eyes. “You have been lying to me this entire time.”

“I—“

“Shut up,” he pauses to try to collect his thoughts as tears brim his eyes, “I’m not going to fire you, but what we have is over.”

You could not find the words to say. How could you? The hurt in Katsuki’s voice for the tales he believes. They aren’t even true but any protest is shut down. From then on, not another word was spoken as you watch Katsuki walk out your front door, leaving you all alone.

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[vampiric-loverboy]

~don’t worry bae i’ll protect you~ PLZ THIS WAS SO MUCH BETTER IN THE DUB

[fuhscia]

they’re fucking with him

[angelamajiki]

[ scent - kiribaku ]

PART TWO

CW: a/b/o dynamics, villain duo kiribaku, bullying, sexual harrassment, stalking, kidnapping, hair pulling, dubcon, predator/prey, alpha bakugo, alpha kirishima, omega reader

Scenting was an integral part of any omega’s nest—the scent of a friend, the scent of a family member, the scent of a mate. Your nest had been void of any but your own for quite some time. As an omega, you were as shy as you were rare, a coveted luxury that few could afford to get their hands on. Submerging yourself within in the shadows, you were desperate to hide from anyone who readies to beg, borrow, and steal to obtain an omega mate. Hiding out had been a success until you came home to find two Alpha scents resting comfortably in your nest.

The Alphas who had invaded your space uninvited did not leave their intentions up to the imagination. They were starving, ready to wreck the omega they had set their sights on. How on earth they managed to find you evaded your mind as you attempted to devise a plan to stay hidden. Your quirk could barely help you in this circumstance, so a line of defense was hard to form.

The thought of having been stalked by two very, very strong Alphas did nothing to settle the unease boiling in your gut the next few days. It was better that they try to come to you than you falling victim to them, so you decided to stay put inside your small home. Their scent continued to linger, suffocating you in the one place you were supposed to feel safest. No matter how many times you washed your blankets and stuffies, their stench never seemed to fade in the slightest.

The pair let you know they were nearby as the renewed their scent within your home constantly, always stuck with the smell in the back of your mind. Never letting you know peace, never letting you settle comfortably in your own home. It was maddening you.

As luck were to have it, your heat was creeping up behind you, your panic further spurring it on. Cooping up in the house meant that you only survived on what you already had. To avoid suspicion in the past, you purchased suppressants from numerous pharmacies just hours before you were to settle in your nest for the week. You were afforded no such luxury this time around.

Maybe it would be safe to go to the drugstore just down the alley for them. Maybe not.

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Against your better judgment, you slipped out of your apartment as inconspicuously as you could, dragging yourself down the stairwell of your complex. Their scent had stopped persisting the last 72 hours, so you assumed the Alpha pair had given up and cut their losses. Or they snuffed their scent out to properly hunt you down without detection. It was a gamble to leave to get your suppressants. Take a chance to nab them and postpone your heat, or wait like a sitting duck in your nest for the Alphas to show up and claim you in your moment of weakness.

Slinking into the alleyway, you kept close to yourself while making a beeline to the corner store.

A deep, rumbling chuckle from behind made you falter in your already weakening steps.

“So, our pretty little omega has finally come out to play with us, huh Kats?”

“Sure is, Ei. Looks like she’s a bitch in heat, too. Literally!”

Cackles bounced off the walls of the buildings, piercing your already racing heart. Just a few more steps, and you'd make it into the safety of a public area. A hero would be nearby to help you, right?

“Tch, you ignorin’ your Alphas, little bitch? Guess we’ll have to teach you some respect.”

A rough, blemished hand gripped your forearm and tugged you towards the two men.

“Gentle, man. Poor baby’s in heat, just needs an Alpha to take care of her, huh, sweetheart?”

An even larger hand gripped your hips before sliding down to grab a handful of your slick mound. Peeking up at their wolfish grins, you squealed as you ripped yourself out of their greedy grip and made a mad dash towards the street.

The entire boulevard was empty, not a soul in sight. Not even a business was open!

“Lookin’ for someone, princess? Your Alphas are right here.” The redhead called out to you, taking a leisurely pace to catch up with your frozen figure.

“Everyone’s inside, y’know. A curfew was established due to a couple of villains strollin’ into town. Said to be dangerous. Not to mention devilishly handsome.” The blonde hollered, taking enormous strides towards you. “No one's coming to save you, baby.” He whispered, tickling your ear with his breath. Both men didn't make any attempts to stop you as you dashed off again, tears streaming down your flushed face.

Your body betrayed you as you felt slick dribble down your leggings, sopping your cunt in your underwear. Sweat beaded on your brow as you kept running, or at least attempted to run as your legs shook and stumbled across the pavement. The whoops and hollers of the men penetrated your clouded mind.

Go back to Alphas. Alphas will take care of you. Alphas will claim you.

Katsuki and Eijirou enjoyed taking their time, keeping a leisurely pace as they watched you stumble and sway with glee.

“Ain’t she a cutie, Katsuki? What’re the odds she came out during her heat?” Eijirou sighed dreamily, already feeling his cock swell as the scent of your slick wafting in the air. “Can’t wait to claim her and mark her up. She’ll love our den, don’t you think?”

“Of course she will. Just because we’re villains doesn't mean we're half-assed Alphas to our mate. She just needs to see how well we can provide for her little stuck-up ass.” Grinning widely, Katsuki was equally as hard, palming himself through his pants as they saw you sloppily turn into another alleyway.

Delirious at this point, you fell to the cool concrete, peeling your sweater off while hiding behind a pile of damp boxes. Your body hadn't the strength to keep moving; the fire stoked within was too overwhelming to do anything other than to sit and wait for your Alphas.

Slick gushed out of you at the sound of wolf whistles approaching you. Pressing yourself into the wall, you used the last ounce of your clarity to block out their vulgar catcalls.

“Whew, damn sweetheart. I could smell you a mile away.” Eijirou jeered out as he tugged you out from your hiding spot. “Let me get a taste of my ripe pussy right here.”

Patting your sopping cunt, the man positioned you to face the wall with your ass out on display. Taking a hardened finger, he split the steams of your leggings and panties down the middle, shredding the rest off impatiently.

Katsuki was content to watch from the sidelines as he kept your firmly in place, forcing one of your hands onto his dripping cock. He pressed you into a seating kiss, capturing your moans and cries with his tongue.

Eijirou buried his face in your cunt, sloppily tongue fucking and sucking you while his fingers roughly flicked your clit back and forth. Slick squirt out of you onto his lapping tongue as you worked your hips against his face, desperate for release from the Alpha.

Katsuki held a hand to your throat, squeezing tenderly as he continued with his sloppy kisses and grip on your wrist, which lazily stroked him.

“C’mon, omega. You’re gonna have to do better than that if you wanna come.” The blonde whispered in your ear, biting it with his canines. Gasping, your hand picked up the pace as you moaned loudly and freely into the cool air of the night. Eijirou relished in the way your pussy felt pressed into his face as he gripping your thighs, not letting you move away as he began to suck harshly on your clit.

Incoherent sobs left your drooling mouth as Katsuki gripped your hair in his left fist, biting down hard enough to draw blood all over your neck. Whimpering and groaning, you felt yourself release all over the redhead’s face, legs twitching as he rode out your orgasm. After he was finished with his meal, Eijirou pulled away and licked at the strings of slick connecting his chin to your throbbing pussy.

“That should hold her over until we get back to the den, right?”

“Maybe, she’s in heat, so she won't be satisfied until we knot and claim her. Let’s split.”

Gathering the panting mess that you were in his arms, Katsuki carried you bridal style, not bothering to redress your bare bottom. After your much-needed relief, you drifted off to sleep while drenched in the scent of your new Alphas.

[nohoney]

fix it yourself

notes: Jealous by Eyedress low key inspired this work, I surprisingly got this done pretty quick considering that I first typed this up back in September and sorta just held onto it for a while

warnings: 18+, pretty angsty, slight codependency, implied/referenced abuse, implied/referenced assault, murder, PTSD attack

summary:

Blood on your cheek, bruises around your neck, hands dirty with dried blood, you’re unnervingly calm.

“I did something…” you tell Dabi, the paramour that you easily just accepted into your life since that first dirty fuck in that alley.

“Let me in doll.”

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[lovekyoutani-deactivated2021111]

“Impatient” Masterlist

this is the new and improved masterlist for the “impatient” collab, i had a lot of fun working with all these amazing writers, you guys should definitely check out their blogs because they are amazing. i hope to do more collabs with them in the future!

Prompt: “Really? You wanna have sex... here? Now??”

Bakugou Katsuki - @bakugohoex

tags: aged up, nsfw (spanking, choking, degradation, nipple play and fucking), language, alcohol and kissing

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Kirishima Eijirou - @altyasumi

tags: aged up, public sex, gentle and careful safe sex.

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Izuku Midoriya - @marchsbakery

tags: nsfw, semi public sex, cursing, thigh riding, use of pet names, unprotected sex, third year!deku, switch!deku

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Sero Hanta - @qui-02

tags: public sex, unprotected sex and nipple play

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Neito Monoma - @bummie

tags: nsfw, sex, bodily fluids, praise, edging, bondage, and some fluff because i can’t help myself :3

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Shinsou Hitoshi - @marchsbakery

tags: nsfw, semi public sex, pro hero!shinso, cursing, light bondage, gagging, unprotected sex, pet names

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Shota Aizawa - @wasabito

tags: heavy-petting, fingering, nipple play, pet names, established relationship & fun times in a public gym lol

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Hawks || Keigo Takami - @yinses

tags: established relationship, dom!keigo, exhibition and overstim

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Shoto Todoroki - @todorokiwhore

tags: aged up, alcohol, semi-public sex, safe sex, orgasm denial (just a little), mirror sex

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Tomura Shigaraki - @obsxssing

tags: nsfw, f! reader, impatient! reader, tomura shigaraki, leather artist’s gloves, cock warming, thigh riding, biting, degradation, spanking, crying, creampie

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Mashirao Ojiro - @mountladysdaughter

tags: semi-public sex, aged up/proheroes, smut, & swearing

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Tokoyami Fumikage - @malicealieness

coming soon...

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Dabi - @malicealieness

coming soon...

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Tenya Iida - @hahahereicome

coming soon...

Taglist

@juju-03 @zelinsana @hawkssnugget @knifeewifee @ushiwakatrash @skytressmc @kageybee @lalayy @cathy8taffy @drapetomaniac @cheetoscat @yfneccentric @gwynnmikara @serosmissingtoe @tendostoefetish @starrygoblin @oberynmartell @xphntmhvx @maurrina @thatgirl1782 @youryn @nit-sir-hc @depressedpuppythatneedscoffee @babyangelsposts @moonlitsokka @miriobaby @softkao @celestair @elephantloser @koutayoomi @jinxqsu @izukutheizuku @bunniesandvillains @your-local-meme-dealer @suzuki-violin-school @dakusoul

[adventuresinwonderlust]

Updated 01-14-2021

KEY: $- Smut &- Fluff #- Angst !!!- Dom/Sub themes ^^^- Possible Trigger Warning

ONE SHOTS:

“Who’s soft now?”  {$!!!}

“Home” {$&!!!}

“Feel Good” {$&}

“He’s not me.” {$&#}

“The Phone Call” {$&#}

“I still get jealous.” {$$$&!!!}

“It was a Dark and Stormy Night: A Halloween Special.” {$&##}

“Home for the Holidays: A Christmas Special.” {$$&&##}

“Forever my Girl.” {$$&##!!!}

SERIES:

The Lesson/Min Boy: *This series is meant to be read out of order* **DO NOT GO BY THE PART #, GO BY SEQUENCE LISTED**

▪︎Dom/sub enemy to lovers, slow burn series▪︎

“Let this be a lesson to you.” Part 5 {$!!!^^^}

“Lesson Learned.” Part 6 {$!!!^^^}

“Have you heard about that Min boy?” Part 1 {$#!!!^^^}

“Have you heard about that Min boy?” Part 2 {$#!!!^^^}

“Sunsets and Slip ups” Part 3 {$#!!!^^^}

“Two months too long.” Part 4 {$#!!!^^^}

“Have you heard that Min is King?” Part 7 (Coming soon)

“White doves and Wedding bells.” Part 8 (Coming soon)

Intermingle:

▪︎Coworkers to lovers series▪︎

Part 1 {$&#!!!^^^} Part 2 {$&#!!!^^^}

Ace and Min:

▪︎Best friends to lovers series▪︎

Part 1 {$&#^^^}   Part 2 {&#^^^}    Part 3 (COMING SOON)

Serious Inquiries Only:

▪︎College AU~ Friends to Lovers~Slow Burn▪︎

Sneak Peak

Part 1 {$#}

Part 2 (Coming Soon)

The New Kid:

▪︎Slow burn, Foreign exchange student series▪︎

Part 1- “The New Kid” {$#^^^}

Part 2- “Big Brother” {$#^^^}

Parts 3 - 12 (Coming Soon)

[katsuverse]

❝ Hypothesis, Honey. ❞

⬶ prev. | 🍯 001 - the power of bakugou katsuki | next ⤅

SYNOPSIS:

“I dare you to kiss the delivery guy…on the lips, of course.”

A drunken night led you to kiss a complete—yet gorgeous—stranger. You felt no regret, believing it was just a single chance encounter. However, in an odd twist of events, you were now stuck doing a thesis with the guy you kissed on that fateful night—Bakugou Katsuki.  

🐝 a/n: okay just imagine bakugou wearing a plain black shirt and black ripped jeans that reaches just above his ankles with black yeezy’s 🥵 uGh my style anyway, happy holidays everyone! the next chapter will be posted on wednesday :3 a double and early updates! a ‘lil present from me. i’ll stick to the sched next week! stay safe xx

🐝 Taglist: OPEN — send an ask to be added on the taglist ✨

[yee-fxcking-haw]

Don’t Say His Name

Summary: This is a part two to Forget That Extra! There will at the very least be a third part, since this one ends unresolved and I have SO MUCH of the story left in my brain.

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugo x Reader (both Bakugo and Reader are aged up to 18+)

Warnings: Rough sex, degredation, impact play, ddlg terms, unprotected sex, oral sex (male receiving), face fucking, a sprinkling of knife play, fingering, ruined orgasm, Dom Bakugo, Brat/masochist reader, tiny bit of angst.

Word Count: 6,115

Part One

A/N: As far as tagging goes, I tagged those that commented on part one, and those that liked the post about this part. If you would like added/removed just let me know!

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You walk down the hallway with all the confidence in the world. “You’re my woman now.” He had said. Katsuki Bakugo’s woman. That’s you. Walking through his agency covered in bruises he had left, and only he could see. It makes your insides twist and spark with excitement, the idea of belonging to that explosive hero.

You’re on your way to his office now, coffee in hand as you try to make an effort at being an actual partner instead of just his play thing. You made sure to get the right kind of milk and sugar, and extra caramel of course. The past few weeks have been all about learning things like that, the little details about each other that exists outside the bedroom or a stuffy closet.

Just as you make the final turn to Katsuki’s office, you see a wild flash of green hair and hear an excited voice say your name. A bright smile spreads across Deku’s boyish face, cheeks all pink and freckled. He’s all dressed up in his hero costume as he bounces towards you before speaking again.

“Hey! On a coffee run for the boss man?” He jokes, nodding at the hot drinks in your hands.

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[googikoo-deactivated20230905]

cw: Maltese!reader, Siamese!Yoongi, cuddling, Yoongi is mean at first but the reader gets what she wants, fingering, kissing, sort of re-enacting what happened early in the day, Yoongi’s excessive use of the word ’mutt’ (he hates Jungkook)

-as always: smut is under the read more💌

[09:29pm] Yoongi preens at the thought of sleeping in your bed. His blackened tail sways behind him, itching to wrap itself around any part of you he can. He looks after you while you get yourself ready for bed. Happy you already washed off the stench of that mutt. You’re starting to smell like yourself again, of course, with the mixture and his and Namjoon’s scent…

As normal as you can seem.

”Almost done?”

”Yes!” You perk up, hopping into your bed and patting the spot next to you for Yoongi to lay in. He curls himself into a ball as you get settled enough to nuzzle into him. He knows you’re tired from all the running around you did earlier. And he’s not gonna stop you from getting your much-needed sleep. It doesn’t take long for you to begin to fall into a deep slumber but… 

Yoongi’s still wide awake.

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[cayofdreams]

Gym Rats

Summary: just an angry brat and a dumb slut in the gym storage room 

Words: 2k

Rating: 🌊 Explicit, Smut 

Warnings: semi-public, dirty talking, degradation, spanking, dumbification, squirting, overstimulation

Notes: Yeah this is just…indulgence to the nth degree.

“Honestly, why do you have to be such a slut?” Bakugou growled as he tossed your entire body face down on an old mattress, the impact making a cloud of dust swirl into the air. You weren’t exactly a light girl so every time he threw you around like a flimsy rag-doll you could feel a light throbbing between your hips.

“Heeh? Who was being a slut?” Arching your back, you wiggled your ass in the air, trying to tempt Bakugou to levels you knew would get you in trouble.  “I was just having an innocent conversation with Ochako-chan~”

He got down on his knees behind you and slapped your wiggling ass against your tight athletic shorts, the slight pain making you moan softly into the dusty air. “And what exactly is fucking innocent about asking how shitty Deku fucks her?” He reached down to grab and pull a fist full of your hair, making you crank your neck up uncomfortably. “You wanna fuck Deku, now? And you better answer correctly for the sake of not humiliating you in front of your shitty friends out there. I made sure not to lock the door.”

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[jjungkookislife]

Birthday Spanks (M)

pairing: free spanks!yoongi x free spanks!oc

genre: smut 18+

wc: 3.2k

warnings: cursing, fingering, yoongi fucks your mouth with his fingers, spanking (of course), pet names, slight allusions to degradation, unprotected birthday sex, creampie, slight possessiveness, use of nipple clamps, reader loves Yoongi’s hands (don’t we all. sigh), tiny impreg kink if you squint

date: October 22, 2020

a/n: unedited just wanted to get it posted

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[zephyoongist]

you and yoongi had an unusual friendship.

if you could even call those polite smiles and awkward silences when you’re left together to wait for the rest of your friends to arrive at the restaurant or wherever place you decided to meet up - a friendship.

but you definitely didn’t dislike him.

far from it, actually-

“since we’re at the end of the road, i wanna close this chapter of my life by saying i like you, yoongi and i think you’re attractive as fuck,” you’d plainly said after another episode of having been stuck together to wait for your friends to gather at the spot you’d promised.

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[honey-makki]

aphrodisia

A smutty College!Haikyuu au collab between @super-noya and @sugawara-sweetheart​

Vindication | @sugawara-sweetheart

(n.) to be cleared from censure or doubt, by means of demonstration

RA!oikawa x reader | 25/08 

Warnings: face fucking, orgasm denial, spitting, masturbation, degradation

Malice | @super-noya

(n.) desire to inflict suffering on another out of deep-seated hostility

Ambassador!Tsukishima x reader | 28/08

Warnings: hate fucking, rough sex, public sex, degradation, hair pulling, biting, dacryphilia, creampie 

Cheese | @sugawara-sweetheart

(n.) contextually is a response to a photographer asking for the subject to smile at the camera

Tinder hookup!Terushima x camgirl!reader | 30/08

Warnings: sex toys, orgasm denial, overstimulation, face riding, titty-fucking, cum-eating

Apodyopsis | @super-noya

(n.) the act of mentally undressing someone

Fratboy!Nishinoya x reader | 01/09

Warnings: fellatio, face fucking, riding, body worship, praise kink

Basorexia | @sugawara-sweetheart

(n.) the overwhelming desire to kiss

Classmate!Bokuto x reader | 04/09

Warnings: thigh-riding, riding, muscle kink, mirror sex, size kink

Saudade | @super-noya

(n.) nostalgia, the love that remains a desire to be near someone or something distant. The feeling you get when missing someone you love.

Long distance boyfriend!Tanaka x reader | 06/09

Warnings: angst, break up sex, overstimulation

Aeipathy | @sugawara-sweetheart

(n.)  an enduring and consuming passion

Sugawara x reader x Asashi | 08/09

Warnings: Exhibitionism, threesome, shower sex, voyeurism, cunnilingus, masturbation, cum-eating 

Selcouth | @super-noya

(aj.) unfamiliar, strange and yet marvelous

Roommate!Saeko x reader | 11/09

Warnings: cunnilingus, fingering, corruption kink, praise kink

Frisson | @super-noya

(n.)  a shiver of pleasure

Librarian!Akaashi x reader | 13/09

Warnings: public sex, exhibitionism, hair pulling, praise kink, 

Ellipsism | @sugawara-sweetheart

(n.) the sadness that one will never be able to know how history turns out.

FWB!Kuroo x reader | 15/09

Warnings: angst, brat-taming, rough sex, impact play, choking, finger-gagging

Elysium | @super-noya

(n.) heavenly paradise

Drug dealer!Kyotani x reader | 18/09

Warnings: dub con if you squint, drug use, high sex, cunnilingus, rough sex, scratching, size kink

Forelsket | @sugawara-sweetheart 

(n.) The euphoria you experience when you’re first falling in love.

TA!Shirabu x reader | 20/09

Warnings: body worship, edging, praise kink, hair-pulling, begging, orgasm denial

[introloves]

Moments of Love.

A collection of hybrid Yoongi drabbles.

Drabble no. 3

1 2 

Pairing: Hybrid! Yoongi x Reader (Ft. Best Friend Hybrid! JK.)

Word Count: 2k

Genre: fluff, just straight fluff

Warnings: a little bit of miscommunication, mentions of prejudices against hybrids, mention of self hatred

Summary: You hadn’t gone on a date in years, due to your insecurities and workload and now you felt comfortable with staying lonely, your best and childhood friend Jeongguk however, tries his hand at being a matchmaker. 

The newborn breeze of coming fall nipped at your nose, in attempt to shield yourself from the chilling air you brought your sweater closer to you. Your shoes crunching along the pavement, your anxiety rising to a ten as you checked the time once more. You were supposed to be at the café twenty minutes ago (twenty five was standard to be polite) for your date but thanks to your coworker having to go home early, you had to stay and close up shop by yourself.

You could feel your face burn hot at the thought, this was your first date in… a long time. School and work were the only constant in your life and had been for a while, romance and any attempt to woo anyone was pretty much the last thing on your mind. Well, that and your insecurities… but it was easier to blame it on your work load.

Your friend Jeongguk however, decided that he was going to play matchmaker after a miserable night you had. You had cried into his chest while you told him that you found yourself utterly unloveable and that the person you saw in the mirror was nothing but an ugly amalgamation of everything you hated. The day after, he proudly proclaimed that you had a date with one of his older friends. He thought you two would make perfect company, you apparently had already met him multiple times, but it was hard to recall, anytime you hung out with him and his friends it was hard to keep track of the six other individuals that were always in his orbit. He proudly boasted about how it was a genius idea, his excitement was always infectious and since you knew you were in good hands with him you agreed to, it was time for a change in your life.

Jeongguk knew in his heart that this was probably his most brilliant idea. Both your personalities would mix well, and maybe just maybe, the offhanded comment about your nice smile that Yoongi had once made after seeing a picture of the two of you together had been a big factor in this set up. Jeongguk then told you about his friend, a producer from what you could recall, and this immediately piqued your interest. You were studying music and it was basically your lifeline, finding someone with your shared interest would be fun. Even if nothing romantic spawned from this outing, it was always good to make friends, and you desperately needed some. Jeongguk didn’t count, he was practically family anyways. So you decided to trust him and he planned everything for this ‘blind’ date with vigor.

You neared the coffee shop, it was small and cozy. Bulbs of lights shinning softly against the sunset, the small breeze now picking up strength. The scent of caffeine did nothing but heighten the nausea you were experiencing thanks to your nervousness…

You could back out, you thought to yourself. You could make up some excuse, you were already this late. But you decided to take the leap of faith and follow through with this. Giving yourself a mini pep talk, you whipped your shaky and sweaty hands against your jeans and tugged the door open.

The shop was close to empty, there was only a couple sitting to the corner of the store, settled comfortably against each other and one more person sitting with their back faced to you. A fuzzy, bright blue beanie adorning their head. He was dressed in jeans and a black and white stripped top. Seeing no one else who could be this elusive friend you walked towards him. You tentatively made your way to them, hoping this was actually Jeongguk’s friend.

“Y-Yoongi, uh Min Yoongi?” You questioned, hands fiddling with the hem of your sweater as you stood there.

The man with the beanie turned to look at you and your heart all but stopped beating. He was beautiful, the soft light of the café complimented his shiny skin, his eyes even softer with the atmosphere the glowing lights casting a warm hue to his eyes, a pretty shade of pink tinged his lips that were currently pursed, you gulped as you looked upon his beauty.

As he looked at you, he wasn’t faring any better. The cold tinged your cheeks and nose, he sighed in relief at the sight of you, dread and embarrassment was chewing at him at the thought of you standing him up. From the few times he had seen you around Jeongguk, he remembered your sweet smile and soft eyes. He had told him about your eyes and how cutely they twinkled when you laughed which made Yoongi all that excited to meet you formerly.

When Jeon offered to set a date with you, the cartwheels his heart was doing was a testament to how much he was looking forward to this. He had arrived ten minutes early, making sure to grab a good spot for the both of you, but as time went on and five minutes turned into almost half an hour, Yoongi had all but given up. He was kicking himself in the ass for not grabbing your phone number from his classmate. But now that you were in-front of him and his beating heart was pounding against his rib cage he really thought you looked much more beautiful up close and not stuck to Jeongguk’s side, you and him were almost always glued to each other, his bigger frame always dwarfing yours. For a bunny hybrid Jeon was surprisingly built like a tank, Yoongi had always teased him, asking him if he was sure he was a regular lop eared bunny and not from the giant lop lineage. He thought he would ease up on the teasing after seeing you nervously wring your hands and he thought it was the cutest thing ever.

“Hm, you must be Y/N.” He smiled, the corner of his lips curled ever so slightly. He looked tired, a drowsiness that was almost tangible clung to him, you wanted to die at the fact that he had waited for you here for so long. He stood up, his height shocking you, with a face as doll-like as his, the way he towered over you brought a hot chill to creep all over your face and neck this time.

You bowed immediately as he reached his full height, your eyes looking down at your shoes. He was nothing short of the most pretty man you had ever seen, but his eyes held an intense and predatory gaze. You had only encountered this aura from hybrids, especially from the feline lineage.

“I’m so sorry. I had to close up by myself, a coworker got sick and she had to leave early. I really tried getting here on time but I got lost along the way and-“ his chuckle disrupted your rant.

“Hey it’s fine, I’m glad you showed up.” His voice was like pure honey and you noticed he had a small purr to it.

He tilted his head down as a greeting, the large beanie that was placed on top of his head twitched, your eyebrows furrowed as you caught sight of the movement, the action was quick before you met his eyes again. His sharp eyes caught the look of confusion however and he guarded himself. Of course Jeongguk would forget to include a rather crucial thing about him to you.

While Hybrids weren’t all that different from those who weren’t the prejudice around them was still there. Just like anything different, some accepted them for who they were, and some didn’t.

“Ah, the kid forgot to tell you huh.” He laughed dryly. He didn’t want to be an asshole, but with past experiences, just because someone looked kind and soft on the outside, didn’t mean it stopped them from being horrible people. You looked up at him, confusion still present.

“Tell me what?” You asked, he simply grabbed the beanie he was wearing and tugged it off. His fluffy hair beautiful and black and tumbled down to his forehead. Sitting atop his head were two equally inky ears, very similar to those of a domestic cat. You then also realized that the top he was wearing was oversized, presumably to hide a tail that accompanied his beautiful ears.

“Oh.” You said. You being the painfully awkward person you were didn’t know how to progress beyond this or how to pick up on the fact that Yoongi looked extremely uncomfortable so you just looked up at him, quite dumbstruck. Now noticing the very obvious feline features he had.

“Yeah, oh.” He stated, just waiting for you to walk out of the café, but as you stared on at him with a small smile and big round eyes he figured that he had misread the situation.

A beat of silence passed until he finally sighed out,

“I’m getting the feeling that you’re okay with me being a hybrid.”

“Well yeah of course I am, am I not supposed to be?” You asked, now grabbing a chair to sit directly across from where he was sat, you were also tired from your shift after all.

Yoongi felt quite dumb at that moment, something he didn’t feel quite often. He always prided himself on being a self proclaimed genius and of course he could back up said claims but the fact that he couldn’t quite read you stunned him.

“No it’s not that it’s just that… well never mind.” He sat down as well, looking at you with a soft smile on his face. You both settled down and you once again began nervously playing with the hem of your sweater, using it to keep yourself preoccupied and so you wouldn’t openly drool at the beautiful hybrid sitting directly across from you. You laughed a bit at his reaction to you having none to his “reveal”.

“Yoongi, Jeongguk’s a hybrid isn’t he?” You questioned, of course this situation could take a turn, you knew he was being guarded due to the abuse hybrids often experienced but that’s not who you were.

“Yeah he is.” Your fingers bravely took a hold of the little pamphlet with the drinks they offered and began looking for the tea section. He simply looked on at you.

“We grew up together, his parents adopted me when I was little. His parents… two hybrids raised me. I know that doesn’t mean I can’t be a disgusting person… but that’s not who I am.” You simply stated, wanting him to know you didn’t pose any malice.

He seemed to visibly relax at your words, the iciness between the two of you slowly melting. He didn’t know how else to react but decided that two words were sufficient in how he felt,

“Thank you.” He whispered and you just smiled.

“It’s starting to get colder isn’t it.” Yoongi spoke, his hand coming up to scratch at his ears, after being tucked into his beanie all day it felt nice to have them out in the open.

“Yeah it is, the colder weather’s my favorite. I cant wait for shorter days-” You said, taking a look from the menu to the cup of coffee he had been drinking before you got there. It was already down halfway and you still felt super guilty for making him wait that long.

“I can buy you another one.” You offered, motioning down at his drink, “for making you wait.” You added sheepishly. Yoongi was a sucker for coffee and he certainly wasn’t going to decline an offer from someone as pretty as you.

The rest of the date was spent talking about each others interests and career choices, you had learned that he was producing his own music and that he had already built quite a following and connections with artists, you sat there completely in awe as he spoke about his music. He was trying to make it big in the industry and he was dead set on being the biggest producer in Korea. You hadn’t listened to any of his tracks, but the way he talked about music you knew he was in love with the art, you knew he would make it big.

The both of you were surprised with how easily you talked to one another, the conversation was never stagnant nor awkward.

Towards the end, you began yawning more and more and while you both didn’t want to end the date you knew that you had to go back into the normal world once again. But it was easy once you two realized that this wasn’t going to be the last date. And after a swapping of phone numbers, a hug that had you dizzy and two Uber’s later, you and Yoongi were both recollecting the date with hot cheeks and a smile on your faces.

That night as you fell asleep, you couldn’t help but feeling more loved than you had in a long, long time. His smile playing over and over again in your mind. He had looked at you like he thought you were the most beautiful person in the world, his eyes never left yours… even as you spoke with a small stutter and sweaty palms. He looked intrigued by you, and you felt safe with him, whatever imperfections you thought you had didnt matter, they weren’t at the forefront of your mind, he was.

You sent him a goodnight text, signaling that you would be more than open to having another date with him, you were the most brave in that moment than you had been in a while, the thought of seeing him again helped you as your thumb hovered over the ‘send’ button for a second. And before you completely knocked out, you sent a thank you text to Jeongguk.

Yoongi still couldn’t calm his racing heart, the way you looked at him while he was shyly talking about his music engraved into his eyelids. His already trembling heart once again jumped as his phone screen lit up, seeing you send him a goodnight message and knowing you were willing to go on another date with him put a smile so big it hurt on his face. He typed out, ‘I’ll be counting down the minutes till I see you again doll x” and called it a night. He knew you had stolen his whole heart and he was willing to give it to you on a silver platter.

[hikarinon]

Liquid Courage - Doctor AU!

Shirabu Kenjirou x Reader - Haikyuu!! fanfiction

prev // chapter III  ➳ Morning Report ➳  

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“ Sometimes home isn’t 4 walls,

It’s 2 eyes and a heartbeat. ”

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Your eyes peeks through the soft shutter of your eyelashes. What is this nuance, it feels so different. This hygienic gray colored room. You squint as your eyes found its way facing the window. You took upon your feet towards the view, showing a spectacular sight of the city, ‘I can see the hospital from here’.

Your droopy expression abruptly changes to horror as you realize that you’re wearing a mens white shirt, but still with your lingerie on

‘ugh, at least I’m not drunk anymore, God.’ you scratch the back of your head. Your body had this musky scent that smells so alluring, It reminded you of somebody.

But your body turns frozen when your ears senses the sound of an opening door from behind. You took a deep breath and exhaled, ‘time to meet the guy i had heedless sex with, I guess’ it sounded funny in your mind,

You smiled.

“Wheres your morning report, junior.”

Your eyes narrowed.

You know that voice.

Hell, you hear it everyday.

 You turn around, welcomed by the sight of Shirabu, casually wearing a black t-shirt, gray sweatpants, casually drinking steaming tea. He chuckled at your expression

Then it hit you. “Y-you’re not that volleyball g-guy.” obviously,

“did w-we??”

“ No, I’m your senior remember?. And no, we did not.” he steps closer “But you did almost gave me a blowjob. Not that I minded” the last sentence went out as a whisper making you unable to detect it. you bow out of reflex “Doc I’m so sorry, I’m so stupid, please don’t tell the supervisors, I beg-”

“Relax y/n,” he sat on the edge of the bed, legs loosen facing you.

“ I’m not going to do anything.”

His body might be facing you, but his face wasn’t. he didn’t want to be allured by your figure right at that moment.

You look way too good in his clothes.

You fidget, can this be any worse? This kinds of things sounded cute in novels, but your senior? Your going to be a doctor for godsake. Your eyes study the the vibe of the room, then an idea came up in your foolish mind

“Uhmm… how about I make us some breakfast doc? I m-mean, if you’ll let me..”

He stood back up, turning around, back facing you “Go ahead.”

As he gave you his permission ,you gently rush to the kitchen, head slightly bowing as you walk out of the bedroom. In a swift second your hands are holding a pan and a spatula, cooking some bacon and eggs. You glanced for a sec on the bacon’s packaging, “…applewood” you blinked twice to realize that you are cooking up some expensive import food. Knowing how you don’t have any kind of special felicity in cooking, you became a bit frantic.

 His shoulder slumped, hands crossed against his chest. He was standing leaning against the door frame, observing you. You, one of the most known co-ass between the young doctors. Not one person in the field that doesn’t know you, exist. You, the well-known sweet-hearted, intelligent, driven co-ass who is an eye candy for every and each one of the male doctors from various branches. Right now in his apartment, in his kitchen, wearing his clothes, cooking breakfast, for him.

How can a Sunday morning get any better, he thought.

The smell of your cooking luring him to come closer, pridefully taking a look as if he’s checking up on a report case, examining any faults. But all he could see is the evident of anxiety from your gestures.

“It smells good.”

You turn around to see him walking towards the table, taking a seat. He takes out his phone while crossing his legs, “Hurry up, I’m starving.”

Your lips automatically press upwards, grinning. “Coming right up!”

 The dining room filled with the sound of forks and knifes grazing the surface of the plate. Before you had a chance to speak up, he started first

“ I believe you owe me an explanation, y/n” your eyes widened as it looked up to meet his, just to find that it was still fixated on the food. “You kept mumbling ‘I’m sorry ma’am’ in your sleep.” he looks up, “Did something happen?”

 You stop eating, eyes droopy, “ it was yesterday’s case. She couldn’t make it“

‘oh a newborn must’ve died’ he thought.

“ It’s common for that to happen. You should be wise not to let it influence you badly.”

“ I know that doc, but I just couldn’t handle the fact that I was the one who-” he cuts you off

“ Look y/n, newborns die every time for various of reasons. You’re going to be a doctor soon, better get your mentality developed. You can’t just go crying every time another one dies.”

He waited for your response but got nothing. His mind cursed at himself when he finally saw your expression, hurt.

Tears swelling up in your eyes, “t-that newborn was still a p-person, doc” your eyes burned with mixed up emotions,

“Is it so wrong for me to feel sad?” you almost panted

Instant regret filling him up. The sound of you choking up your tears, pulling them back, practically killed him.

Weird isn’t it? He scolds juniors everyday like this, and every time all he got back was a ‘yes, doc’. telling people their flaws is what he does best. So why does he feel so wrong right now.

“No, it’s okay to feel sad y/n” Shirabu exclaimed. A warm smile appears on his face when he sees your face finally lit up. 

“Wanna do something after this?”

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‘Ahhh I see’ he thought

‘so this is why I’m falling for her.’

“Liquid Courage” Doctor AU!series